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horrordykes-moveda month ago
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melodrama is the fucking album ever okay. summer slipped us underneath her tongue our days and nights are perfumed with obsession.... let these things come out of the woodwork ill show you my best side tell you all my best lies.... honey i'll come get my things but i can't let go.... we were wild and fluorescent come home to my heart... i am my mothers child i'll love you till my breathing stops i'll love you till you call the cops on me... the truth is i am a toy that people enjoy till all of the tricks don't work anymore and then they are bored of me.... every perfect summer's eating me alive until you're gone.... blow all my friendships to sit in hell with you... (what will we do when we're sober?)...
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horrordykes20 days ago
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I might remake my donation post.
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glorious-catastrophea year ago
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if i were the muse of a painter i simply wouldnt get corrupted by his friends view of how beauty is temporary
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horrordykes-moved3 months ago
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here take this quiz and I'll assign you a gender
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deansleftshoulder2 months ago
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Dean stepped out into the rainy evening and finally had a chance to check his phone. He could feel it buzzing in his pocket earlier but wasn鈥檛 in a situation where he could answer it.
聽1 Missed Call - CAS
聽1 New Voice Message
Dean dialed his voicemail box as he dug the Impala keys from his jacket, the familiar metal shape tinkling against the shiny bullet keychain he kept on the ring.
聽You have 鈥 1 鈥 new message. First message.
The quiet hiss of an open line. Dean pressed the phone tighter to his ear, eyebrows scrunching.
鈥淵ou gotta passcode lock your phone, man, you can鈥檛 keep butt dialing me.鈥 Dean muttered, dropping into the driver鈥檚 seat. The gentle patter of the rain gave way to the close silence of the car and Dean froze, the phone still pressed to his ear.
There was a noise, faint and almost lost to the hiss of the open line. It sounded like鈥 Cas was crying. Then,
鈥淒ean.鈥
Dean鈥檚 stomach clenched tighter, just a hard knot behind his navel.
鈥淒ean, I know you鈥檙e busy. I know鈥︹
Cas鈥 hoarse voice broke off and Dean heard a muffled sniff, likely stifled by a sleeve.
鈥淒amn it.鈥 Cas said quietly. Then, stronger, 鈥淣o, I鈥檓 sorry. I鈥檓 fine, I shouldn鈥檛 have called you. Disregard this. I...鈥
聽Click.
聽End of messages.
Dean immediately pulled up his call log and hit Cas鈥 name to call him back. He could feel his heartbeat thudding in his ears, pressing the unyielding shape of his phone too hard against the shell of his ear, imprinting a hard line. The phone rang and rang, then clicked through.
鈥淐as, hey. You alright m鈥斺
A robotic female voice interrupted, hollow and impassive. We鈥檙e sorry, the number you have reached is not available鈥
鈥淒amn it.鈥
Dean turned the engine over and threw the car into reverse, swinging out of his parking space, the falling rain shimmering in the two conical beams of his headlights.
Cas was an hour and a half away by car, in the dull little apartment they used to share, even duller now with half as much stuff. As much as Cas used to tease Dean about them, the Indiana Jones posters were a marked improvement to the naked expanse of scratched off-white paint, walls that Dean knew Cas hadn鈥檛 bothered to redecorate. It had been two months since Dean moved out to follow a job opportunity, into a tiny one-bedroom that was all he could afford, still just standing with a foot in the door and not really climbing any ladders yet. Two months since leaving Cas all alone.
Dean understood why Cas needed to stay. He couldn鈥檛 burden Cas with a ninety minute commute any more than he could stomach one himself, and Cas鈥 internship with the wildlife refuge was close enough to the place they鈥檇 rented senior year that it just made more sense that he stay there than it did to uproot him.
It鈥檚 just鈥 After graduation, all their friends had scattered to the four winds, and Dean hated that in a way, he had to include himself in those ranks. He still felt a gnawing guilt for moving away, even if it wasn't far; it still felt too much like leaving Cas 鈥 his goddamn best friend 鈥 behind, despite Cas鈥 reassurances to the contrary. I鈥檒l be fine, Dean. I can take care of myself.
So then what the hell was that phone call?
Dean side-eyed the dark screen of his phone on the bench seat beside him and pressed his boot firmer against the gas pedal.
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I鈥檓 Only Honest When It Rains
Rating: G
Words: 3424
Summary: College roommates Dean and Cas have graduated, found employment, and lived apart for two months now. One dark and stormy night, Dean gets a phone call. Cas is having a rougher go of it than he let on. Not as angsty as it sounds. Honestly just an excuse to write some fluff.
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horrordykes15 days ago
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hey y'all, please let this be the last time I need to remake this post, but I'm a 17 year old genderfluid lesbian in need of money for a new laptop for my first year of college. I'm currently working extra hours at my job to get extra money but I still need some help and even the smallest amount of money would help me out. (If you want to know more about my situation read my original post here)
please don't tag this as d*nations or something similar or tumblr will shadowban me. My v*nmo is wrensbian and my c@shapp is $soupgoth. Shoot me an off anon ask for my payp膩l <3
$85/500 as of July 12th 2021
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horrordykes-moved5 months ago
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horrordykes10 days ago
an outfit perhaps?
murdering your best friend turned demon in the woods and then earing her corpse
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gaysnowchestera year ago
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i really want the boomers hoodie but au$59.78 plus au$15.99 for shipping.... ooooof
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lettheratsin18 days ago
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I hate when ppl say that Misa Amane is dumb because she鈥檚 actually very smart and you鈥檙e wildly misunderstanding her character if you think she鈥檚 just some throwaway bimbo or that she鈥檚 unnecessary to the plot.
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horrordykes5 days ago
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THERE IS A LIGHT AND IT NEVER GOES OUT:
I. "I Still Don't Know Your Name" by Maria Eugenia Bravo, (August, 1991) translated by Dinah Livingstone | II. The Perks of Being a Wallflower (2012) dir. Stephen Chbosky | III. "Goodbye" by Bob Hicok | IV. La Femme Rousse (2015) by Julie Pieffer | V. "Thank You When I'm an Axe" from Bute: Poems by Emily Skaja | VI. Dare Alla Luce by Amy Friend | VI. "Anthem" from The Future (1992) by Leonard Cohen | VIII. Carol (2015) dir. Todd Haynes | IX. "Daguerreotype in Old Age" (1976) by Margaret Atwood | X. Egon Schiele | XI. Paris 9:21 pm (2015) by Leonardo Pucci | XII. Fruit of Life by Megan Reiker | XIII. Vincent Van Gogh
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horrordykes-moved4 months ago
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some of my favourite comments on the music video for MONTERO (call me by your name)
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lettheratsin23 days ago
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I spent a bunch of money yeah, but it paid off n鈥檈st pas?
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horrordykes6 days ago
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if I ever put my post behind a pay wall I expect yall to drag me into the street and shoot me like a dog
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horrordykes-moved6 months ago
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baby 馃懚 I know 馃憖馃馃憛 that you 馃懁馃懁 like 馃拫馃挒馃挄馃グ me, 馃じ馃you my 馃檹馃 future wifey 馃棧馃懆鈥嶁潳锔忊嶐煈煈ㄢ嶁潳锔忊嶐煉嬧嶐煈煈
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lettheratsin10 days ago
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Is anyone gonna tell me WHY I can鈥檛 just be kept as a cute little spoiled pet for a rich person and sitting around doing nothing but looking pretty for the rest of my life? Hello??
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horrordykes9 days ago
no idea how to req an outfit but if its via asks then what about girl who is finalgirl adjacent. she could have done it all but she didn't care and was like i'd rather die and see whats on the other side. have a good day ! <333
ex-fucking-actly bestie!!!! You get it!!! By the end of it she's beaten and flames are surrounding her and she lays there in the pool of her own blood knowing it's time to surrender, so she smiles and drives her knife into her own abdomen as the final end to her story
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horrordykes-moved6 months ago
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I鈥檓 making another 鈥渨hich hannibal character are you?鈥 quiz
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lettheratsin8 days ago
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I鈥檓 such an old person lol I stand around and watch birds for like 2 hours a day probably all together
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