love
i fall in love with words and books
and fictional places and people and universes
i'm good at loving chocolate and teas
and fresh bed sheets and i fall in love with
music and songs and pretty voices
and i guess it was not so much you
i was in love with
as the idea of being loved - Liv

Lizzie
18 | uk | sam!girl

wincest (▰˘◡˘▰)+fic rec


multifandom
no hate
be my may botm?

watching
-season 9 spn
-ahs
reading
-divergent
-probably fanfic
listening
probably this


my stars

networks


enter my network
enter my network
botm

runners up

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spn    bros   
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"I don’t know about a motto to sum up entirely who I am, but one thing I’ve always lived by, and people try and convince me out of it, and I just don’t believe in it is, I’ve never been a dater. I’ve never gone on true dates before. Really, with anyone. I’ve had a few boyfriends before but I’ve never truly just gone on random dates. When people ask why, I’ve always said I feel like dates are like interviews, and I refuse to be romantically employed."

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waterbird13:

Sam takes off his wedding ring to do dishes, not wanting it to slip off his finger by accident, and when he’s drying his hands Dean is suddenly there, ring in hand and serious look on his face, sliding it back on Sam’s finger just like he did all those years ago, love and promise and devotion in his eyes and Sam just grabs his face and pulls him in for a kiss.

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Peeta bakes. I hunt. Haymitch drinks until the liquor runs out.

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thg    movies   

killingbambi:

"I was with him when he died. I held his hand. I begged him not to close his eyes. I know now that it was hopeless but then… I told him to wait, rescue is on the way… but he knew. He asked me to hold him and… he smiled. Lior used to smile a lot. Even when we argued. He knew I had a weakness for his smile. I didn’t want to leave him alone but I got a call and I had to… the wounded soldiers… so I leaned over him, and kissed him. I remember his lips were still warm. I didn’t care, people around,  I said - I love you. I mean, I’m not sure he heard me. Not a day goes by when I don’t wonder, if he heard me or not, if he knew…"

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x

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wincestily:

cas does not understand why his friends insist on deceiving him 

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awwwwww eheh    spn    tfw    fanart   
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