Hello taylorswift! I’m wondering how many more people I can get you to follow by the time I see you in Detroit & Louisville, so here’s another little list for you! I’m so excited to see the tour and to meet all of my friends. I love you and I’ll see you soon!
Step 1) sacrifice all of your spare time to tumblr. If your social life is intact you’re doing it wrong.
Step 2) sacrifice a small mammal and offer it to the God Apollo
Step 3) sacrifice your soul to satan
Step 4) sacrifice some other random people, you know, for good measure.
Step 5) keeper sacrificing stuff.
Step 6) disregard this post as all it does is condone mass murder.
when you find out that the director throws out all of yoo jung’s lines and most important emotional scenes between him and seol that were already recorded and replaces them with in ho i mean, yeah, we need to see in ho taking out the trash¯\_(ツ)_/¯ and washing the dishes ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ walking to class ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ staring at jung and seol interactions from afar for a good 80% of the show??? duh.¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Summary: Set in the 2014end!verse, Dean stays with (Y/n) during her final moments after she suffers a fatal injury.
Word Count: 3,316
Warnings: character death, injury,
POV: Readers, 2nd person + Dean’s (kinda)
A/N: yay so I got it out earlier than I thought! It didn’t end as happy as I wanted it to, but after what happens it’s kinda hard to turn 180 on the characters. I hope you guys like it! Please let me know what you think!
You could feel yourself slipping in and out of consciousness, the darkness pulling you under and you fell to it welcoming each time it came for you. Once you came to a few minutes later, you wished you hadn’t. The pain had faded out what felt like hours ago, leaving you with a dull emptiness where a blade once cut through your flesh.
The dizziness was slowly beginning to drag you under again when you heard a voice ring out in the distance. You forced your eyes open, staring in the only direction your body would allow you. Then you heard it again. It was low, broken, and desperate like the source had just crawled from the depths of hell itself just to get there. Only, it sounded far more frightened than you could have ever prepared yourself for.
“(Y/n)!” The voice called out again, cracking at the echo of your name.
You tried to call back to him. Your lips parted for a second time and the only sound that moved past your tongue was the shallow breaths from your weakening lungs. It was becoming more and more difficult just to breath, let alone grab the attention of a man too far away to see.
You could hear his footsteps running along the corridor and suddenly his blurry figure came into view. He froze dead in his tracks and it was in that moment you knew he had spotted you. His knees nearly gave out under him as he caught himself on a nearby railing.
Your fingers twitched slightly in an effort to raise your hand to him, but it fell against the concrete limply.
He was racing towards you when the darkness took over again.