i’m sorry adfd IS THIS ABOUT THE FIC. /hands you cookies.
but i release all responsibility for the creation of this fic to one jacqueline. everyone please take your complaints and tears to her it is out of my hands.
This made me laugh out loud for real. She’s like trying to lead him to say what she wants, and he’s like “naw bro”
(via ccrowleys)
omfg pls you’re the cutest person in the entire world i just need this on my blog.
some deancas + flowers + angst for jac. happy (belated) birthday babe. <3
Title: Where the White Lilies Grow Tall
Warning(s): character death, gross attempt at a monologue
“It’s not possible.” a man in the crowd murmurs, echoing everyone’s thoughts . “Not in Kansas, in the middle of one of the hottest summer we’ve seen in years. It’s not possible.”
And yet, a field of white lilies seems to have sprung up overnight on a field that used to be just dried grass. It’s a little ways from the main road but the sudden burst of white could be seen from miles away, drawing the large crowd now standing before the enclosed space. Some had asserted that they must be fake, they had to be, maybe some rich guy was proposing to his lady someone else yells out, but one of them had gotten closer and reached through the fence. He found a few very real lilies in his hand and brought them back to show the others.
But if that wasn’t remarkable enough of an anomaly for a little corner of Lawrence, Kansas, sticking out like a sore thumb in the middle of the field of white is a a sleek black car. “Hell, I think that’s a 1967 Chevy Impala. They don’t make them like that anymore.” another man in the crowd says, whistling a little.
GIMME SUBMIT TO ME NOW POST TOMORROW SHRISTI PLEASE i’m in pain make me feel better please
omg i thought u went to bed u little shit ok i’ll post it then shh
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