What do we know about this bird? You might think, “Not much, it’s just a bird.” But we do know some things. We know it was a local bird. Maybe it’s that same bird that surprised Oscar that one morning with a special present from above. And we know how he died. Flying into the glass doors. But you know what, I don’t think he was being stupid. I think he just really, really wanted to come inside our building to spread his cheer and lift our spirits with a song. Lastly, we can’t help but notice that he was by himself when he died. But of course, we all know that doesn’t mean he was alone.
Because I’m sure that there were lots of other birds out there who cared for him very much.
Dylan: I think [Derek]’s the whole reason why Stiles just now understands how serious this whole world is. He was almost excited when he found out Scott was a wolf, and Derek kind of has made him realize just to be careful. (x)
It’s April 1st. I did not plan on finishing this today but I did. There’s an obvious line about hitsuzen here for you to make, but I can’t because I’m busy caring too much about CLAMP ;…; Put me out of my misery. Or if you’re going to be at ECCC next weekend, come by tables C6-7 and come cry with me.
Which Doumeki is this??? UP TO YOU. This is obv. long-term Watanuki since he’s all fabulous and smoking.
(for those playing along at home, this is also my March Drawterry challenge, using the words glow, eyeball, cherry blossoms.)
‘I like fashion,’ he smiles. ‘It has evolved with me. When I was in high school I was skinny and so I bought oversized sweaters, then in my early twenties everything got tight. There were questionable choices. Now it’s about form meeting function. I like departing from the norm in a subtle way. I mix colour and patterns.’ - Zachary Quinto for The Style Report
Do you ever think about the fact that Dean “In This Life You Can’t Afford Attachments” Winchester has told Cas three times in canon that he needs him?
Do you ever think about what that must be like for him? To have tried so hard to not allow himself to drag anyone else through the muck with him and Sam, and especially after Lisa, he must have been terrified when he realized just how badly he wants and needs Cas by his side.
And how angry that must make him? Angry and terrified, because to love someone is one thing, but to need them, to need them so badly you create false memories to cope with the fact that maybe they don’t need you too? That is an attachment, and that is something Dean “I’m Poison” Winchester still thinks he can’t afford.
“No, no, no, Theo, just hold on. Come on, mate. Tell us some shit jokes or something.”
“A j-joke?” he whispered. “Here’s one: Th-there were three Slytherins…Three f-fucked up Slytherins. The first f-fell in love with…with the Gryffindor’s P-Princess and became g-good. The second fell in l-love with Ravenclaw’s An-Angel and became good, t-too. The third…the third did…n-nothing…b-but…but he tried…”
There was a prolonged moment of stillness and silence, and then Theo’s head lolled lifelessly to the side, hanging over Blaise’s arm. His hair fell across his forehead, partially shielding his open eyes as they stared at nothing. The only thing that seemed to move at all was the blood still dribbling down Theo’s chin, slithering down his throat before gathering in the hollow of his collarbone.
But the rest of Theo was completely still. Locked in time. Dead.