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my heart was so dark, dear
Mar. 16th, 2010 06:08 pm> A week from now will be the day before my orals start. My nerves are so frayed already, I don't know what to do with myself. On the other hand, by the end of next week it'll all be over and I will finally know whether or not I passed and which grades I received. I want a time machine really badly right now.
> Distracting myself with making icons. Iron Man keeps inspiring me, as does the latest Prince of Persia trailer.
> I'm not very much into domestic fics, but I keep seeing little flashes of Dean and Cas taking care of infant Sam, who was reborn after the epic battle between Lucifer and Michael. It's Dean's most heartfelt wish come true: for Sam to grow up without knowing about the monsters in his closet, with Dean and Cas watching out for him. Little Sam keeps asking questions, wanting to learn about everything he sees, all chubby cheeks and earnest eyes, laughing with glee when Cas makes the wind pick up his paper plane to let it soar high in the sky. And at the end of each day, Dean tucks Sammy in, telling him silly-crazy bedtime stories, while Cas watches the two from the doorway, eyes shining with love. Uhm, yeah. I totally blame exam nerves for my whacky fic cravings.
> I'll probably be even more AWOL than usual until the end of March. If you're so inclined, please keep your fingers crossed for me next Wednesday and Thursday.
♥
> Distracting myself with making icons. Iron Man keeps inspiring me, as does the latest Prince of Persia trailer.
> I'm not very much into domestic fics, but I keep seeing little flashes of Dean and Cas taking care of infant Sam, who was reborn after the epic battle between Lucifer and Michael. It's Dean's most heartfelt wish come true: for Sam to grow up without knowing about the monsters in his closet, with Dean and Cas watching out for him. Little Sam keeps asking questions, wanting to learn about everything he sees, all chubby cheeks and earnest eyes, laughing with glee when Cas makes the wind pick up his paper plane to let it soar high in the sky. And at the end of each day, Dean tucks Sammy in, telling him silly-crazy bedtime stories, while Cas watches the two from the doorway, eyes shining with love. Uhm, yeah. I totally blame exam nerves for my whacky fic cravings.
> I'll probably be even more AWOL than usual until the end of March. If you're so inclined, please keep your fingers crossed for me next Wednesday and Thursday.
♥
