i don't have to eat it for breakfast

  • me 2 the outside world: yeah i don't really care for personality quizzes
  • me in the corner of my room @ 2am while eating spinach out of a plastic bag: as a chaotic good, sanguine, gemini, enfp who was born in the year of the horse, what should I have for breakfast tomorrow and also who is my soul mate
How to Have a Highly Successful Social Reputation When You Have Severe Anxiety to The Point of Agoraphobia:
  1. go to one in three events you are invited to, as long as you are given that invitation over a week in advance to prepare,
  2. tell people beforehand that you have to leave by a specific time due to Excuse (even ‘early morning tomorrow’ works if you inform them immediately upon receiving invitation), stick to this departure time at all costs, regardless of events,
  3. pretend to be Hannibal Lecter when you get there.
    1. you must at all times be amiable and charming so people don’t realize you are a serial killer
    2. you can hang out by the food and compliment it and ask questions about ingredients and stuff
    3. you can focus on making subtle cannibalism puns throughout the night (and yes this does help)
    4. you are interested in people, and learning about those people, because you have that whole ‘choosing victims’ thing going on and also have to think of an ironically beautiful way to kill them
    5. THEY CAN NEVER KNOW YOU ARE PRETENDING YOU’RE HANNIBAL LECTER, so you better use a cover story of being yourself when they ask questions. quickly deflect back to your target conversation partner.
Stuff I've Actually Heard People Say
  • "Yeah, I just stuck him in the microwave."
  • "My friends and I have planned a murder for after school. Any tips?"
  • "You have another arm?" "Dude, everyone has two arms."
  • "It's simple, you just gag them and throw them in the trunk!"
  • "To heck with paleontology."
  • "Can you imagine if Velociraptors had wings?" "Well, actually-"
  • "Suh dude." "Same."
  • "Guard it with your life." "My knife?"
  • "First, you need have no life, Second, sell your soul to Adele."
  • "Feet; they're hands for your legs."
  • "Wow, those sure are some nice fish scales on your facial protrusions." "You really know how to sweep a girl off her feet."
  • "It's not even good garbage."
  • Teacher to the class: "Guys, I'm sorry but uh... my dog ate your homework." *Passes back chewed-up papers*
  • "Bros before toes."
  • "Woah, Dude, is that Harambe on your lock screen?" "Dude, that's my dog."
  • "Can you imagine just walking up to someone and slapping them in the face with a piece of meat?"
  • "Hey man, got any gum." "Nah dude, I'm about to kill myself." "I'm not sure how those are related, but okay."
  • "You're made of good dirt."
  • "Stop breathing so much."
  • "All my drawings look dead inside because I am dead inside."
  • "I didn't have lunch this morning."
  • "I have a strong desire to make dictators dance."
  • "Is this revenge for the octopus at the fair?"
  • "Embrace your inner childhood." "Embrace? You've got yours in a headlock!"
  • "Make sure you have Target popcorn at my funeral."
  • "And fill my coffin with glitter."
  • "I put the 'fun' in funeral."
  • "Oh my gosh, someone is going to get punched in the throat."
  • "I could do math in the time it's taking this light to change."
  • "We were both crying; it was fun."
  • "It's Halloween! Merry Christmas!...Wait."
  • "So like, if a centaur got arrested, would you handcuff its' legs?"
  • "Yeah, and I like the smell of farts."
  • "I stuffed your heart in my pencil bag, so I won't forget."
  • "Life sucks, but at least I have my Poptart."
  • "I want to build a mirror out of spoons."
  • "Joke's on you, I don't have a soul."
  • "Boy howdy do I like eating leaves off the ground."
  • "I'd rather be burnt toast than frozen bread."
  • "When I die, bury me in a Hefty bag... but make it a pretty color."
  • "I just got a great idea." "Dress up as Batman and beat up ____?"
  • "Plan B: Cry"
  • "Oh yeah, the guy with the head on his neck."
  • "I just choked on an oat."
  • "You're a substitute for a good friend."
  • "Dude, I once dropped a breakfast burrito on the garage floor, and I still ate it."
  • "We never go stale. Unlike our jokes."
  • "They speak American."
Humans are weird - Our humanity

So, I’ve had another idea for the humans are weird tag, and it is both beautiful in what it implies for us and absolutely horrifying and sickening. You see, my mind went down the path of ‘what if what makes us unique among the aliens is our humanity?’ and not with humanity as species, but as compassion and morals and ‘you-just-don’t-do-that’. What if aliens managed to get in space only by being partially hive-minded, and don’t have any concept of love and friendship and compassion and caring and all that stuff, but also things like laws, imprisonment and second chances? They barely have a word for Alliance, and those few they make are very brittle and frequently crash and burn when they simultaneously turn their weapons on each other. That’s not necessarily cause by vindictiveness, but maybe an evolutionary trait in them to get rid of overpopulation endangering their much, much smaller planets, or due to a predator looking so much like themselves they had to have that mistrust to survive and nature hasn’t gotten rid of it yet even after they hunted the predator into extinction. So the largest they have are clans of perhaps fifteen, each led by some sort of mayor, but they frequently have infighting with the head changing, however, they have this… kind of list in their heads with the names of all other currently living specimen, and as soon as that reaches a certain point the urge to kill each other stops immediately, and knowledge and discovery is passed around in the same way. Guess that makes them hermaphrodites though. And what if, when they discover Earth, we are still having some war or the other, and they draw their own conclusions from it?

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Aiehas looked towards the mostly blue planet in satisfaction. Their species needed new room for settlements to avoid another killing spree. Their own crew, which in the beginning had thirty people, had been reduced to ten and needed special shielding to not be dragged into the urge to kill again - they couldn’t afford to lose even one more person or the ship had a high chance to crash and burn when landing, and that was something nobody on board wanted. After all, nobody wanted to die, it was just sometimes necessary. This planet though… Well, it might register as Deathworld of the highest class ever found, but certainly, due to the inherit lack of sentient life it would have, they could just get rid of the wildlife and fauna and live there too. As such, xe was extremely surprised when xir first mate called out to xe, claiming there would be satellites and space stations orbiting the planet. Had another species already found it? But what species would voluntarily live together on such a tight space as a space station? Xir own crew had to be forced into the ship! Of course, they could always kill off the contestant and get rid of the evidence - as long as they weren’t seen at least. “Scan the surface.” “Sir, there are… settlements. And they’re gigantic!” Now xe literally whirled around, pushed xir first mate away from the computer and looked for xir self. Indeed, there were huge constructs of metal, stone, glass and wood on the surface, constructs that couldn’t be anything else than housings - for dozens of people each! What sane species would build things like that? It was a waste of resources, especially with so many of the constructs next to each other. Xe could not think of any species in the intergalactic register - established so other species would know when another planet was empty because one species managed to erase itself from existence - that would do such a thing, and just wondered whether or not a Deathworld of class thirteen really just managed to develop sentient, intelligent life, when xir optical sensors were drawn to where the scanner detected… fighting. It was a larger amount of energy signatures than xe had ever seen in one place, but it was clearly fighting, considering when one went off, some others didn’t anymore. There were other signatures too, one highlighting an entire island, and nets and nets of small ones, with a staggering amount within the constructs - other fights, perhaps? - but they weren’t all that telling, though the ones traveling the atmosphere were - they somehow had managed to develop long-distance rockets, something xir species along some others was still figuring out. Interesting. Xir eyes searched the surface of the planet, before finding a blank space within an oddly formed one. It was pretty much in the middle, they would be able to advance in every direction, but was also far enough away to not be found without provocation. “There. Land there.” It was also a reasonable amount of space away from the fighting, so the rockets would need to be aimed at them specifically to hit them, and they could advance to most of the landmasses on their stalks. Of course, they would have to figure out something for the not quite as big landmass in the west and the large island in the south east, as well as all the other islands, but they could do that after making place for themselves on the biggest landmass.”Sir.” Another of xir subordinates, looking a little terrified. Xe was over quickly - if it was terrifying, it wouldn’t be good. “I-I think I just accidentally accessed their hive-mind with my computer.” Xe stared too. That was ludicrous. The other specimen, however, just turned the monitor of xir computer a little, showing so many signals. “Well, see if you can find a way to translate!” Aiehas snapped at the crewmember, who immediately got to work, having only been saved by xir activation of the instinct block. (Yes, they mistook the internet for a hive-mind.)

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The aliens had landed, unfortunately for them, in the middle of Germany. As such, they were noticed almost instantly, and a military team was send out to either greet them, or, if they prove hostile, exterminate them and hopefully reverse engineer the technology. The war in the middle east could use the boon of whatever weapons they had, and the civil applications of the technology of a spaceship were too lucrative to pass up on in case they were, in fact, hostile. Of course, the entire thing was watched by their superiors through one of the bodycams, in case of hostility they needed to know immediately, if friendly they could later publish it. They would probably do that either way, but if they were friendly they would obscure the identities of the soldiers. One of these soldiers was Laura Petersen, who was what civilians would call a sniper and thus got dispatched some distance away from her team. Her rifle held one of the cameras,meant to give them a higher and clearer vantage point. As it was, she was the first to spot the… extraterrestrials. They looked a lot like the zombies with the awfully long tongue out of the Persistent Evil series. Just with their brains covered up and walking on two legs instead of four, plus probably a not as long tongue, considering it wasn’t hanging out of their mouth. “Otto, three o’clock.” The captain of the team turned, finally spotting the fleshy things. They didn’t wear much clothing aside from some sort of leather that was probably more armor than clothing, or at the very least rank indicating uniform. The one who volunteered to risk their own live and try and speak with the aliens now spotted them too, and barely waited long enough for the rest of the soldiers to be in position before stepping towards the visitors. Laura couldn’t remember his name, some rookie who barely absolved the necessary training for this. He was the only one who was willing to die just to be the first to officially make contact with lifeforms from outer space. Now he stepped forwards, likely to do his job, keeping from smiling due to training. The aliens did not even wait for him to bring out a single world, already lashing out and practically tearing him apart. She almost screamed. That was NOT what should have happened! As it was, she had better training than that, instead immediately taking aim and hitting the first one, closing in on her captain, with a bullet through the head. At least their brain seemed to be in the same location, as his skull practically exploded and send bits everywhere. Damn. Things like that were why she was a sniper and not melee fighter. She’d probably have retched at being showered with brain like that. Some of the aliens now took some steps back, and another bellowed out, in heavily accented, terribly pronounced English. “Surrender or we will destroy you completely!” Well, that wouldn’t do. Seems their captain thought the same, as he merely shouted back a no and shot the alien in question between… well, she’d have to go with optic sensors because it weren’t exactly eyes. Considering the small number of opponents, it was over before any human other than the rookie got so much as a scratch, but most of her teammates were now showered in bits of alien, and obviously grossed out. Swiftly, she disassembled the rifle, making her way down the hill. Her teammates seemed rather bemused she barely looked ruffled while they probably wanted nothing more than a shower and regretted getting out of the bed that morning. “Good shots, Laura.” “Thanks Captain. What about…?” “Yes, we should probably sweep it to make sure there are not more of these fuckers hiding in there.” He wiped a bit of brain from his brow, expression thoroughly disgusted as he flicked his hand to get rid of it.

The inside of the ship was, if possible, worse than the outside. They had to walk slightly hunched, indicating the aliens preferred to walk on all four instead of bipedal as they did on the outside, and there were rotting corpses of them neatly stacked up in what seemed to be their equivalent to the eating hall, some of which evidently been used as food despite the reasonably full storage. One of the team members lost his breakfast as that, but did manage to get outside before actually spitting. There was some information on the race there, but also, funnily enough, a computer looking advanced but running way worse than a modern laptop opened to the internet. Well, that would explain where they knew English from.

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It had been two of Earth’s years since the Humans had joined the galactic ‘community’, as they called it, though none of the other species knew what they meant with that. Nor did they know how to handle them, who domesticated predators, lived on planets without killing all native species, and helped people in need without a second thought - they had words for all of their concepts, but they had so many more, and they were so vastly different from each species they knew that nobody dared raise any appendix against any human - the demise of Aiehas and the disaster of the ‘orphanage’, where another species had decided to get a building full of younglings out of the way without informing the humans as whole, and just not told the ones in the building which ended in the species being constantly held just under the killing limit by humans for multiple years, until they eventually swore on their species’ continued existence to never harm a human ever again, were very well known and terrifying to the aliens in how humanity had no overpopulation switch they could use, and would always do something they called avenging that none of them had a concept of.

On the other hand, they developed way faster than any other race, and had managed to make contact with some other species, though none of them knew how to handle humanity either. They constantly snapped at each other, and after the attempted invasion at the beginning had been fought of by ALL of humanity UNITED, they had gone right back to fighting their own war of the time as if nothing happened.

They could also be cruel, as not only seen in the orphanage disaster, but also knew things like ‘torture’, which was deliberate non-lethal pain infliction, often to gain information, and managed to use some of their ‘medical’ equipment in such a way that once they knocked out any member of any species, they could listen in to the hive-mind of said species without being detected or anyone being able to cut them off.

They had things no other species had - they called them ‘art’ and ‘music’ - and had lost multiple people before they stopped ignoring the danger coming from all other species’ young when there was conflict.

Truly, humanity were like the old folk from the fables - incomprehensible and too complex for any other species to understand.

  • Me: But am I really manic? *eats crisps for breakfast, forgets to eat any meals and only has some chocolate throughout the rest of the day*
  • Me: I just don't know. *doesn't want to sleep at night, is bright and alert despite medication that usually knocks me out, is alert in the morning despite medication*
  • Me: What if I've been making it up this whole time...? *wants to party, hypersexual, wants to drink all the alcohol, considers drugs maybe 'not that bad'*
  • Me: I'm so dumb. Maybe I just have severe depression, not bipolar? *freaks out because there are ghosts everywhere, is suddenly very productive, irritated by everyone, craves food constantly but is too busy to get food, makes a rational argument for why I'm Satan, wants to love EVERYONE, needy for touch and affection and love*
  • Me: *sigh* I'm such a faker
  • *Magnus and Alec eating breakfast*
  • Alec: Do you know what I don't like?
  • Magnus: That's a long list, you're going to have to be more specific
  • Alec: I don't like how cute you are
  • Magnus:
  • Alec: Specifically when you're sleeping. I'm just trying to sleep but then I roll over only to see you looking cute in your sleep. And it's so mesmerizing that I've spent hours watching you sleep at this point. I'm losing too much sleep over that, Magnus, I don't like it.
  • Magnus:
  • Alec: Next time I'm just going to put a pillow over your face or something
  • Magnus: ...that could make me suffocate
  • Alec: Suffocate? As if. Normal people suffocate, you would suffocute.
  • Magnus: You would find me suffocating cute?
  • Alec:
  • Magnus:
  • Alec: I've made a mistake
The Signs As Judge Judy Quotes
  • Aries: The only attitude I tolerate around here is my own! You speak, then I rule, and after that you shut up. Do you understand?
  • Taurus: I eat morons like you for breakfast. You're going to be crying before this is over
  • Gemini: 'Um' is not an answer!
  • Cancer: Why are you here? (I'm here for pain and suffering) Yours or mine?
  • Leo: (Sorry I'm nervous) Well get un-nervous
  • Virgo: Beauty fades, dumb is forever
  • Libra: Do you know when a gift becomes a loan? When the relationship is over. Have you ever heard that, sir? Well, neither have I. I just made it up. I'm going to put it on coffee mugs
  • Scorpio: I love the truth. If you don't tell me the truth you're going to be eating your shoes
  • Sagittarius: I don't care how the Word of God applies here. This is a courtroom, not a church, so don't preach to me
  • Capricorn: On your BEST day you're not as smart as I am on my WORST day
  • Aquarius: Don't pee on my leg & tell me it's raining
  • Pisces: I only do one thing at a time; otherwise, I get confused and then I can't trick you

anonymous asked:

"For the breakfast sandwich you get a choice of avocado, bacon, or ham" "I don't eat meat!" Bitch, neither do I. I still know how to go into a restaurant, scan the menu for vegetarian options, and ask politely for the vegetarian option. How hard is it to reply "avocado?" I'm telling you there's a vegetarian option, so all you have to do is say "avocado" instead of yelling at me about how you don't eat meat.

Parents with Children
  • "It's like I'm playing germ warfare and I'm loosing."
  • "Why is this sticky?"
  • "No! That's mine!"
  • "Cleaning the house is like shoveling snow during a blizzard."
  • "Hot dogs don't come from dogs, do they?"
  • "I love answering 'why?' 32 times in a row."
  • "I don't like taking naps."
  • "Daddy, put that thing back in your pants."
  • "Silence around here is very, very suspicious."
  • "My child is one year old, not twelve months. They aren't a cheese."
  • "Do you have any friends?"
  • "Why is this wet?"
  • "They won't leave me alone for a second... not a second..."
  • "Bed time is reserved for discussions on how the universe became what it is."
  • "That's funny!"
  • "How do I undo scissors?"
  • "Children have their own set of rules."
  • "I haven't slept in three days."
  • "What is that?"
  • "I eat breakfast with screaming kids."
  • "I wish I could fly."
  • "Just because you can amaze our child by chewing with your mouth open, doesn't mean you should."
  • "You lost me in the store!"
  • "Grown-ups are boring."
  • "What is that smell?"
  • "Why is the sky blue? Why is the grass green? Why is the sun so bright? Is the moon still up there? Where do the stars go? I want a sandwich."
  • "I would ask why there are crackers all over the floor but... why?"
  • "When is the last time I took a shower?"
  • "I just want to read a book."
  • "Were you always old?"
Breakfast Gone Wrong Starters
  • "Are eggs supposed to bleed?"
  • "You are such a child. Stop making the banana into a dick."
  • "I know we've been having some issues, but buying sugar free syrup is going a bit too far."
  • "Will you stop letting your conquests stay overnight? We can't afford to keep feeding people!"
  • "Why is there puke on this plate-- Oh. Eggs."
  • "My pancake is black. Like, goth kid wardrobe black."
  • "How do you fuck up making a waffle?"
  • "I'm going to pretend you did not just say the words 'breakfast stew.'"
  • "I don't care if it tastes like Satan's balls, the kids made breakfast and you will eat it."
  • "Buy your own damn cereal and stop stealing mine!"
  • "Ah... Yeah, your pancake art looks... great. I think."
  • "You're not supposed to put hash in hash browns!"
  • "Your roommate just passed out in their cereal."
  • "Did someone piss in the coffee machine?!"
  • "I wouldn't call the milk chunky. More of a solid."
  • "I know I made a real mess last time, but listen, I kept the batter off the ceiling this time!"
  • "I'm pretty sure that smoothie is radioactive."
  • "Why would you even make this many pancakes?"
  • "All we have left are some crackers and beer. Eat up."
  • "One strip of bacon left--"
  • "Do you know how to get flaming toast out of the toaster?"
  • "I found you curled up in the shower trying to eat an omelet. That drunk."
  • "Tequila is not a part of a balanced breakfast!"
  • "Do they deliver pizza this early? Because I am not feeling it."
  • "You just-- You just poured ranch all over your eggs."
  • Miku: You two seem kind of out of it today. What did you eat for breakfast?
  • Len: Don't be silly, what I ate this morning has nothing to do with my current state.
  • Miku: Rin, what did you have for breakfast?
  • Rin: M&M cereal.
  • Miku: Oh God, you see! That's what I mean, I didn't even know M&Ms made a cereal!
  • Rin: They don't. It's just M&Ms and milk.
200 Followers Shout-Out Time! (Part 1)

Hello all of my beautiful followers! This was something I wanted to make for a while. I really want to give a HUGE shout-out and thank you to the people that are going to be mentioned her. These guys are some of the greatest people I’ve every had the pleasure of meeting, they mean so damn much to me. So without further delay let’s start!

 @aspectrumfenris -Starting off we have LITERALLY MY BEST FRIEND AND SOULMATE. I could go on forever just saying how I love her and how she’s an adorable little cinnamonroll who I will protect for all times, but I won’t. All you need to know is that she is wonderful and deserves all of the love!

* @d0nna-ake - One of my first followers (I think), she’s an unbelievably amazing women who is so good and makes really good self insert art. She’s awesome and so freaking cool! Thank you staying with me all this time!

 @veeenaaake - Another really good friend of mine. They make fantastic art and do tulpae which is really interesting! They are beyond wonderful and are just so lovely to see!!

 @redninetales - Badass. That’s all I need to say. She’s amazing, fierce, strong, lovely and is just a really cool person to hang out with.

 @asa-de-ouro - Third friendo! Her art is so. freaking. good. She’s super sweet and is honestly just a really nice person to talk! You’re the best darling!

@lilchubbyhime - The cutest of cute and the sweetest of the sweet. I love seeing your stuff popped up on my dash and I really hope we can talk sometime.

@hopetheprincess, @kyleehenke, and @better-than-nothin-kay - My queens. My senpais. They are amazing and beautiful and too freaking cool!

@dpdgamzee - One of the greats I’d say. She is so wonderful and is overall a really loving and great friend to be around. I love your work and what you do. Keep up the amazing work.

@goldentimelover - Another great. She’s a wonderful creator and seeing her stuff always makes my simile. Her and the above mentioned are dating and I wish nothing more than the happiest days.

@5carletterose - One of the first people I ever got friendly with. Her work is so cute and she is such a sweetheart. I love her so much and I can’t wait to see what comes next.

@lollipopjewel - The cutest thing you will ever meet. She is so damn precious and I want to hug for being too freaking nice!

@qdc-anna - Another badass. She is incredible and I really want to talk to you and we get  along more.

@sakuraxisxevil - Lovely, wonderful, a great person to be with and you are a true showstopper.  

anonymous asked:

Can I get headcanons please? C: What would mornings/waking up be like with Chuuya and Dazai? Thank you!

Nakahara Chuuya

  • I imagine that Chuuya has to wake up early most days for his job, though he’s not necessarily a morning person. He’d snooze the alarm and when you try to wake him up he reacts by tightly wrapping his arm around you so you’re forced to stay in bed with him.
  • When you try to get out, he simply snuggles closer to you; when you pout he tells you it’s your own fault for being so warm and snuggly.
  • Chuuya is cranky in the morning, he cannot operate without his coffee. (for your own safety, please do not approach the Chuuya deprived of coffee. I repeat, do not approach the Chuuya deprived of his coffee)

Dazai Osamu

  • Sometimes wakes up earlier than you, sometimes never leaves bed. On the days he wakes up earlier, he’ll actually make breakfast (whether it’s safe to eat or not is another story) and feeds it to you in bed. On the days he’s lazy and doesn’t want to get out of bed, he drags you down with him. He will literally shift so that all his weight on you and you cannot escape (with a smirk of triumph on his face); occasionally he’d go as far as to blackmail you with an embarrassing mishap that happened a few days before (with again, a giant smirk on his face).
  • An absolute dork, as usual. I can imagine cute morning dances when making breakfast together; and I mean like dancing around in slippers and pajamas with an air guitar or something (RIP your dignity).
  • Little kiddish arguments. I have this completely weird headcanon that Dazai’s that one dude who loves all his food burnt. So the two of you would be arguing over the toast and stuff (to which if you got your way, he’d be sulking about it all day kinda like if a mom doesn’t buy her kid the toy they wanted. cutely overdramatic).
  • *morning @ 221B*
  • John: *traipses into the kitchen*
  • Sherlock & Molly: *having breakfast*
  • Molly: *wearing Sherlock's dressing gown; smiles* Morning, John. The kettle's just boiled.
  • John: *making tea; grunts*
  • Sherlock: *smirks* Sleep well?
  • John: *annoyed* When you said Molly was coming over for an experiment-
  • Sherlock: *matter-of-factly* I needed to study the female orgasm.
  • Molly: *eating toast; dismissive* For an alibi.
  • John: *sighs* I thought I wasn't supposed to know about you two.
  • Sherlock: You don't.
  • Molly: *nods* This really was just a one-off thing.
  • Sherlock: Well, until the experiment is over.
  • Molly: Yeah.
  • John: ...
  • John: *long-suffering sigh* Whatever.

Ok but am I the only one who wants to know more about ‘this morning’? Like what were you two doing together? Eating breakfast, watching tv, gaming, plain old party planning?? I’d love to see some of this, show.

anonymous asked:

(1/4) Dean had to fight to stand. It was all he could do to stop his legs from giving out under the weight of this moment. "H-how--" his voice cracked. His hand was raised in a useless gesture of defense. "It's not... you. You're not him. You're a shapeshifter." Castiel smiled sadly. "Dean, if I were anything but an angel, could I have just healed you?" Dean's shoulders tensed. "Then you're some OTHER angel! You--" Cas interrupted softly. "Dean. It's me." Dean whispered. "No. Don't lie to me."

(2/4) Cas took another step forward. “Dean. I know you.” Castiel drew a shaky breath and fixed his gaze. “You like to sleep with The Colt under your pillow. You make me coffee and breakfast even though I don’t eat.” Dean’s eyes squeezed shut. “Stop.” Cas didn’t. He took another step. “I memorize all your phone numbers. For every phone. You’re the one who first called me ‘Cas’. And I know your thirteen favorite Led Zeppelin tracks. Because you gave them to me.” Dean grit his teeth. “Please…”

(¾)Cas was close enough to touch now but Dean couldn’t look at him - couldn’t breathe. “Dean,” Cas said, very gently. “I know you. And… that’s why I know how much I hurt you.” Dean couldn’t shoulder it anymore. His legs gave out and he feel to his knees. Cas knelt with him, reaching out a shaky hand. “I…” Cas began, voice trembling. “I’m so… so sorry. For everything. But I’m here now. It’s really me. Dean.” Cas’s fingers hovered above Dean’s shoulder, so longing but so afraid. “It’s me.”

(4/4) Dean tensed painfully. Then he surged forward and wrapped his arms around the angel, squeezing tight. “Of course,” Dean managed with trembling words. “Of course I know it’s you. You,” Dean drew a shaky breath. “You idiot.” Cas knelt there stunned, letting it happen, feeling himself slowly melt into the embrace. His entire existence seemed to ache as he held Dean close. “I’m sor–” But Dean cut him off. “I love you.” And the ache became pure joy. Cas sighed. “Of course. Of course you knew.”

This is perfect Nonny and I have no further comments.