Now, I am exposing what's on the unlit part of the moon. What you haven't seen. What you haven't heared. What you do not know. In form of poorly written poetries, prose and short stories. Highest rank: #4 in Poetry (08/06/17)

A dreamer A realist A lover A fighter Someone on the sidelines Someone on the spotlight After all, no one is any one thing, right?

not mine!!!!!!! creds go to SoloChaos on archive of our own just another copy of the forest fic make sure you have tissues

“I’m starting to think letting you into my home wasn’t such a good idea.” “Oh it was probably the worst thing you’ve ever done.” There was a moment’s pause before he spoke again. “Do you regret it?” “Not one bit.”

the air smells like the promise of tomorrow and nothing has ever smelled more terrifying

sit down, grab a cup of tea, and let me share with you the pictures that do not even make up 1/4 of the event that happened the day of April 1, 2013

Phil Lester is sweet and cute; known for his kindness and enthusiasm. Dan Howell is a tough, cold outsider; known as the school's stereotypical 'bad boy'. But if he's so bad, then why on earth did he rescue Phil Lester and give him a smile which would melt anyone's heart?

There's no time for nerves, no time for second guessing. There's only right now, and right now he has Cas. (Or, in which Dean and Cas get over themselves and take a roadtrip before Cas's grace runs out. Not S10 canon compliant.)

THIS IS NOT MY BOOK!!! I HAVE NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS BOOK!!!! The original book Twist and Shout by the author from achiveofourown (Gabriel (AO3)) ALL THE CREDITS GOES TO GABRIEL AND STANDBYME!!

Jensen bristles visibly, straightening his back and squaring his shoulders. Looking so appalled that he maybe, possibly, almost kissed his best friend off set. "Fine," he says tersely. "You're right; this is...weird. I obviously need to get some sleep." The hope that bubbled up inside me congeals and sinks to a sour ache in the pit of my stomach. "Yeah, me too." I pinch the bridge of my nose, then force myself to flash him a toothy grin, cocky mask sliding expertly into place. "So thank goodness that didn't happen." "Right," he laughs breathlessly. "Would've been so weird." "Fucking messed up." "Yeah." I stare at my drink, twinkling amber and gold in the starlight as the non-too-subtle tension between us simmers and stews like a poisonous vapour spreading a miasma of stifled and humiliating desire. We lapse into crestfallen silence. What exactly did you think was going on here Misha? The voice in my head berates me derisively. It's called acting. Ever heard of people getting a little lost in role playing? That's all this is. #1 - cockles #1 - misha #1 - casdean #1 - destiel Sequel: That's When We Uncover {Cockles}