(Here you all can have an “I’ve been so inactive and im sorry so here is a picture” picture)
Also, happy National Coming Out Day. Let us offer congratulations to those who have had the courage and love from others to do so, and understanding and support to those who are in situations too dangerous for them to come out.
Woo! Asexual highfive! *raises hand*
I’m not sure if I’m asexual or just possess a near non-existent sex drive. But I will high five you none the less as a sign of commodore in displaying close sexual preferences as you. *High fivers her.*
"Hey Cas. Long time no see."
"Yes, it has. Unfortunately I’ve been very ill."
the angel of the lord
Oh my god.. those wings again.. second time I’ve seen these BEAUTIFUL wing edits… Help, wing boners…
these are very beautiful edits though
I think I just developed a wing!kink
Sam had decided to hold off for awhile, knowing Castiel would think himself certain that Sam wouldn't continue. But he would. And he did. It had become a habit, removing shoes and tie, then his belt before crawling in beside the angel and sleeping. Then a shirt button or two, for his hand to rest on Castiel's stomach as they slept. So when he eased the white cotton open and wrote 'S. Winchester' on the dip of his waist in permanent marker he wouldn't notice or wake till after he'd left for work.
This was beginning to become a problem. It seemed that if given an inch Sam would travel the expanse of the earth. Or undress him. Or both. Whichever one made the phrase work correctly. Should he tell Sam to stop? Most likely. It felt oddly possessive of Sam. But then again humans were oddly possessive creatures. He almost smiled at the idea Sam felt the need to lay claim to a wavelength. But it faulted the moment he realized, wait a minute, HE was that wavelength being claimed.