Imitation is flattery, Dickie-boy

Delaney. 20. Rollerblader, video editor, hopeless femslasher, Multi-shipper.

Fandoms you will find here: Supernatural, Harry Potter, The Hunger Games, Fullmetal Alchemist, Soul Eater, The Walking Dead, The Boondock Saints, Sherlock, Various Marvel and DC Comics, and more.


Fave Young Justice Caps: 1/ → Supermartian || Season 1


DAWN OF JUSTICE: THE HOLY TRINITY




I know I need more. I get it. I know it’s okay. I just- I wish he’d trusted me, you know?

I know I need more. I get it. I know it’s okay. I just- I wish he’d trusted me, you know?



posted 14 hours ago28/7/2014 • 40 notes

gorrgon:

for a person who isn’t exclusively attracted to people of the same gender I sure do say im gay a lot



posted 18 hours ago28/7/2014 • 21,284 notes

unknownimouz15:

ELSA; The cold never bothered me anyway.

»mybias: 14/x



posted 22 hours ago28/7/2014 • 1,625 notes

the sam winchester meme ★ [4/4] quotes
↪ “You remember that? Knights of the Round Table. Had all of King Arthur’s knights, and they were all on the quest for the Holy Grail. And I remember looking at this picture of Sir Galahad, and, and, and he was kneeling, and— and light streaming over his face, and— I remember thinking I could never go on a quest like that. Because I’m not clean. I mean, I was just a little kid. You think… maybe I knew? I mean, deep down, that I had demon blood in me, and about the evil of it, and that I’m— wasn’t pure?” (8x21)



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this house no longer feels like home.

this house no longer feels like home.



posted 1 day ago27/7/2014 • 360 notes

At least half of the victors have instructed their mentors to request you as an ally. I know it can’t be your sunny personality.



give me your wardrobe: arden cho



sapphirestiel:

Jo’s cleaning the last table when her cellphone rings. The Roadhouse is dark and empty at this hour. Mom has called it a night half an hour ago, leaving Jo to close the bar , make sure the salt lines are still intact and the devil’s trap unbroken. She fumbles in her pocket, glances down at the screen. Tries not smile when she sees that the caller’s ID is marked unknown. Very few people have Jo’s number. Only one of them has a new number every time she calls.

As much as she likes to tell herself that she doesn’t like Bela, that she’s just a convenient fuck when both of them are in the same area, she knows it’s a lie. For one, nothing about Bela Talbot is convenient. She tries to sound casual and bored when she answers, but her voice still comes out as kind of pleased.

"Hello?"

Nothing. At first, Jo thinks Bela butt-dialed her (and isn’t that a hilarious thought), but as she listens more carefully, she picks up the sound of someone breathing on the other end.

"Bela, I know you’re here." her smile has disappeared now, the pleasant sensation quickly replaced by uneasiness. Jo has always trusted her instincts, and her instincts tell her that this phone call means trouble.

"Jo." It’s definitely Bela’s voice, but it’s not. Because Bela sounds like she’s crying, and Bela doesn’t do crying. Ever.

"What’s happening." It’s not even a question, and as Jo waits for Bela’s answer, she feels panic settle in, heavy and choking.

"Look, I - I’m." Bela pauses, takes a shuddering breath. Jo’s heart leaps into her fucking throat so fast she feels like she’s dying. "I wanted to say goodbye."

No.

"No," Jo says weakly. "No. Whatever it is, we can fix it, all right? You’re in trouble. Tell me where you are, and I’ll come and pick you up.”

"It’s too late." And fuck, Bela really is crying, soft sobs that echo to Jo’s ears like claps of thunders. It can’t be happening.

"Damn it, Bela. What do you mean, it’s too late?"

There’s a bang, somewhere on the other side, and Bela gasps. “They’re here,” she says, and it doesn’t even sound like she’s talking to Jo. Jo wants to shout, wants to demand answer, but Bela’s talking again. “Listen, Jo, there’s something I wanted to tell you. You have to listen to me — Jo, I lo-“

The sound of a door crashing open, followed by a deep growl.

A scream.

Silence.





posted 2 days ago27/7/2014 • 7,225 notes

sapphirestiel:

Jo hates Slytherin prefect Ruby Dante. She’s sneaky and acerbic, and always finds ways to take points from Gryffindor, especially if Jo is involved. Plus, she always looks prim and proper, and Jo wants nothing more than to mess her up.
…Wait, what?

sapphirestiel:

Jo hates Slytherin prefect Ruby Dante. She’s sneaky and acerbic, and always finds ways to take points from Gryffindor, especially if Jo is involved. Plus, she always looks prim and proper, and Jo wants nothing more than to mess her up.

…Wait, what?



maquinasdefax:

Gumdrops, chocolates, cookies, ice cream and stuff.



posted 2 days ago26/7/2014 • 55,476 notes

love stories — the priestess of apollo



posted 2 days ago26/7/2014 • 226 notes