veni, vidi, amavi, amisi.

naturalones‌:

feraals‌:

“ oh, SURE THING. let me just----” starts then stops ( what a tease ;) ). “oops, sorry, i just remembered the time you fucking LEFT ME FOR DEAD, for AGES. so i guess NO, dumb bitch shouldn’t died in the first place. ”

pain, frustration, desperation. his girlfriend had just been turned into a zombie, and he’d had to kill her. naturally, brown eyes were bloodshot from the stress tears. no help necessary, either. casper was always good at crying on command. sam’s lying motionless in his arms, and just as the moment appears to have reached forever, the director yells cut. immediately, cas raises slightly to rub a hand down his face. he lets out a sigh of relief. “oh man,” he tries for a chuckle but it’s still too soon. “let’s not do that again.”

toprovoke‌:

“yep.” eloquent, but cas is always first to fall into the rare romantic moments when they arrive. he soaks these seconds up like a sponge. with a face full of amused adoration, cas returns the stare. he’s smiling, and happy, and kind of wants to kiss the man! hell... maybe he will... the hand holding the glass starts to lower, and he moves a little closer, but then--- the smile drops as danny’s fucking knee raises. “danny---!” and the next moment, water had jolted from its glass prison too. his hand is wet now, and it creeps into his sleeve unpleasantly. then the other leg joins in. water falls down the back of danny’s neck and honestly, could he have expected anything else?

there’s truly nothing noteworthy about casper’s forehead or his ears but they have always been SUPER insecure points like.... top tier