A Shin from today’s doodles

There’s no way in the world that I will leave you just because everyone else does. I’m not like everyone else. I see through you for who you really are, so how am I supposed to leave you when I know the real you behind all of your mistakes?
—  Poets Love Her
I will always be there to make the right decisions for you when you can’t do so.
—  Poets Love Her

tillatheseasgangdry  asked:

I heard "Say You Won't Let Go" today and realized it is like the most sterek song ever omg

You made me feel as though I was enough 

I knew I loved you then, but you’d never know 

because I played it cool 

and I was scared of letting go

That song really is a Sterek song (both ways) for the books (and now I am in floods of tears). 

Detail of the Little Gold Shrine found in the Tomb of Tutankhamun, which is covered in scenes of the Pharaoh with his wife, Ankhesenamun.

This scene shows the royal couple out hunting ducks together. Tutankhamun is seated behind Ankhesenamun, taking aim at the birds in flight. His wife sits in front of him, pointing to where the ducks are and heady to hand him another arrow.

Dreamer’s OP4A Sam Challenge

Sam x Reader

Contest listed by @impala-dreamer

A/N: This is my first contest and my first time writing for Sam. All of the stories currently in my queue are for Dean.  It is pretty short, but I had a lot of fun thinking this one up.  I Hope you like it.  As always, I welcome all feedback.  Thank you! 

Warnings: Fluff, danger, kidnapped children, orphan, implied sex

Word Count: 1,261

“This was a bad idea.” You said to yourself as you hung tightly to the metal ladder that lead down into the tunnels.  You glanced down and couldn’t see the bottom, making you even more nervous about what you were going to find down there…wherever that was.

“You okay?”  Sam asked nervously.

“I’m good.”  You answered, although it didn’t sound as convincing as you had hoped.  You could feel the rusty steps wobble every time you moved.  You knew the ladder would never hold Sam or his brother Dean, so you impulsively volunteered to go down first.  ‘What a bright idea that was’  you scolded yourself.

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