Even if you were not gay for your friend, wouldn’t you at least hug your friend who was about to sacrifice himself to keep you alive?
Wouldn’t you cling to his dirty trench coat and hold on tight when he was telling you how much you changed him?
Wouldn’t you kiss his cheek, his forehead, his hair when he was speaking to you what you knew would be his last words, telling you that he loved you?
Even if you were not gay for your friend wouldn’t you press your dying friend to your chest after he told you the one thing he wanted was the only thing he couldn’t have?
getting my friend into supernatural and talking about this meme (he knows about it as a meme but not that it’s spn) and not being able to explain it to him until he finishes the show feels like sending my son off to a war I know he’ll die in
yall thought i wouldnt write fanfic for today? wrong
pairing: destiel
word count: 681
rating: general
warnings: brief mentions of cas's death, mentions of the dumbass finale
taglist below the cut
@thedragonemperess @depressedtransguy @blueskiesandstarrynights @genuine-possum @someguyiguess @thedrowningpoetofdionysus (lemme know if you want to be added or removed)
hate how so much of adult friendship relies on updates, experiencing your life through pictures and tidbits. we had it good with childhood friends, could spend years and years basking in the same circumstance. now i just float through clouds of strangers, hungry for something solid and warm. yes i carry your heart within mine, yes i see the world through your eyes. but in that very moment i still feel alone, still know it's poor substitute for same room, twin smiles.
[IMAGE ID: "changing your taste for the cissexuals' palate is to sacrifice your own tongue" in black text. there are wolves on either side of the text with a black border and white background. black stars and trans symbols decorate the image. END]