Howdy My Beloved
(I’m so down bad for him it’s horrifying)
LMAOOO mostly mutual howdy love
speaking of howdy iv been seein cowboy/Wild West aus for welcome home and I decided to dip my toes in it a lil while I was hyper KXHDGDH
cw poorly drawn guns and messy sketches
I was just gunna make Home a sheriff’s buildin’, but I thought it would be cooler if he was a big bad spooki
also howdy’s lil bugdega is both a convenient store and a restaurant/bar (same building, all shopping stuff at the front while the restaurant is in the back) howdy can make a mean beef n cheddar KDHHFH
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Fuck it Friday & Inspiration Saturday
it’s Saturday for me so I’m smooshing the two together.
Tagged by @thewolvesof1998 @wikiangela @exhuastedpigeon @lover-of-mine @disasterbuckdiaz @devirnis @spotsandsocks @callmenewbie -> tagging you all right back for inspiration Saturday 😘
Okay so I’m back from holidays and the writing beans did visit me (yay!) … but did they visit for any of my current wips? Haha of course not 🤪. Being near the beach inspired a new buddie wip that is going to be part of a series called Daylight, inspired by the Taylor Swift song of the same name. I already have some stuff written for two more fics in the series too haha.
Here’s a moodboard for the series and a little snippet from the first fic, I’ve been sleeping so long in a 20 year dark night (now I’m wide awake).
Quick summary -> musician Buck is tired of the fame, fortune and loneliness of a life that doesn’t even feel like his own, so he packs his bags and runs away and ends up in the small beachside town of Hartlan Shore where he may just find everything he’s been longing for.
“What are you playing?”
Buck’s fingers pause in their strumming, his left hand sliding along the neck of the guitar as he abandons the chords he was playing. He opens his eyes to find a kid, no more than 8 years old with curly brown hair and wide inquisitive blue eyes framed by red rimmed glasses standing before him.
Buck squints his eyes against the morning sun. “Uh, nothing really, just playing random chords hoping it’ll turn into something.”
The kid moves on shaky legs to drop down in the sand on Buck’s right hand side. “I want to learn to play the guitar, but my Dad says no one in town is offering lessons.”
Buck frowns in sympathy for the kid. He remembers being a kid in Hershey and begging his parents for guitar lessons. He still doesn’t know why they turned him down at first, leaving him to seek out lessons from the school music teacher, Mr Glover, every Thursday at recess. It wasn’t until Mr Glover flagged his parents down at the one parent teacher night they actually managed to attend, using the magic words natural talent for the guitar and great potential with the right vocal training, that they agreed to get him not only private guitar lessons, but singing lessons too. Mr Glover had been more than happy to keep their lessons up, but Phillip and Margret Buckley didn’t think a mere school music teacher was good enough to teach their son, not if he was going to become somebody. Buck hadn’t cared who taught him, he’d just wanted to learn, just like this kid seems to.
“Would you like to learn a couple of chords now?” Buck asks.
The kid’s face lights up, a wide smile stretching across his face as he nods his head eagerly. Buck feels himself melt a little at how adorable this kid is.
“First things first.” Buck lays his guitar over his lap and extends his hand out to the kid. “I’m Buck.”
The kid looks at his hand for a moment, long enough that Buck is starting to wonder if maybe he doesn’t know what a handshake is, but then a small hand slips into his. “I’m Christopher.”
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people wanting Sam to be a Special Girl so bad (including himself) when over and over the literal text says there is Nothing actually special abt him (or any of the Special Children!!!!!) they literally only got their powers because of Azazel’s blood (and then seemingly lost their powers when he dies, giving good textual evidence for the theory that their powers were drawing on Azazel’s own powers). And then Sam only gets powers again (but different ones! Not telekinesis or other Special Children powers) when he drinks regular demon blood in s4. Like it’s verrrrry clear in the text that his powers are derived from introducing substances into his system, they are not inherent. Sam’s own insecurities abt his inherent monsterhood and impurity color assumptions and how people read him but those are crucially his own skewed perceptions. But the actual text shows us that there was nothing special abt him or the other children. They were simply the children of victims he conned into making deals with him. But none of them were born monstrous or different, they were simply dosed with Azazel’s blood as babies and that worked their way into their systems and lay dormant until he decided to activate their powers (that they draw from him). Thee only thing Sam has that gave an edge over the other Special Children is his Lucifer bloodline but that in itself only makes him a stronger vessel but doesn’t give him any additional powers, just like being the Michael vessel or being a vessel for Cas didn’t give Dean (and Adam) or Jimmy any additional powers. I know people want Sam to be Special and different (and Sam is convinced he is, for better or for worse) but the thing is, he really really isn’t ! And I mean that with love. Sam thinks he’s doomed, that he’s monstrous and inherent impure and Wrong, but he’s not! He was not born bad or even different. He’s not Wrong to feel that way, he’s entitled to his feelings, but just because he feels something doesn’t make it factually true. And his powers are shows over and over to originate from introducing outside substances (demon blood) into his system. I think anyone regularly consuming demon blood (or given blood from a powerful demon like a Prince of Hell) could manifest these kinds of powers, we just didn’t get to see that happen again. Also on that note, feeding on grace should’ve been a thing and we should’ve seen Dean with angel powers as a fun little parallel. Ok, the end.
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I am very sympathetic to show-only fans who are super upset about Hopper (some to the point of calling the show cruel and stating they won’t watch anymore), but I’m not sure where the line is to try to explain how crucial this moment is in the books and how important this beat is to set up future story.
It would be a major spoiler to explain that this is not the last we see of Hopper - but would that be good to hear or just annoying?
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It’s one fucking in the morning, I’m finishing reading “all the young dudes”, and the only FUCKING thing I can think about is how nico di Angelo’s name has a MOTHERFUCKING GRAMMAR MISTAKE IN IT
It’s not even REALLY a mistake it’s more like an IMPRECISION and it’s FUCKING KILLING ME and I have lost my ability to english but bear with me
When two vowels near each other from other words, one disappears and there’s a fucking apostrophe ik this to be true in French and Italian idk in other languages
Like in French you don’t say “je me appelle” you say “je m’appelle”
So it’s NICO D’ANGELO not DI ANGELO like I get it it’s a fucking name but for fucks sake plz
AND D’ANGELO (di Angelo fuck it) IS A FUCKING LAST NAME FROM THE SOUTH NICO IS FROM VENICE WHICH IS FROM THE NORTH
Yeah sure people move his mom could be originally from the south but UGH PLEASE
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