thinking bout how dean’s everything is tied to cas. cas saved him over and over again. dean’s sense of faith is tied up in cas. they’re so interdependent it’s sickening. cas only believes in humans, in saving people because of dean. cas cares about a whole world because of dean. like?????? perhaps the most moving lines in all of spn are “He saved me.” And “I cared about the whole world because of you.” because dean doesn’t believe there’s anything in him worth saving and cas doesn’t believe the world has much to offer an angel. the other turned their worldviews upside down. they changed each other right down to their bones. there’s something so biblical about it all. their love seems like more than just what is defined in love. it’s something cosmic, something god-like. something like god giving up his son for all of humanity except you’re giving up all of what you’ve defined as yourself for one human. something like being a devout worshiper of someone with flaws that loves you back unconditionally. there’s some sort of salvation myth in destiel waiting to be told. and there’s every left turn where they should turn so toxic, so unstable, but they don’t. yeah it ends in heartbreak but what salvation myth doesn’t ultimately lead to despair.
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It’s disgusting that you have a killer Eddie fic and people read it.
Hiii lovey!! I really am sorry you don’t like it but I’m not going to let you come over to my page and tell me it’s disgusting that I write a Killer’s Love and you’re REALLY not going to call the wonderful humans who enjoy that story disgusting just because they like reading about Eddie who’s a loving husband and spoils his wife but also just so happens to kill people sometimes. You don’t have to read the story, it’s that simple babes. I tag it properly so you can block those tags and you’ll never see it again. Also there are waaaayy more graphic and wilder fics out there than mine and guess what? The authors and readers of those stories also aren’t disgusting. I hope you have a great day!💖
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sure cas wants forgiveness but that’s because so many of his decisions are framed as wrong in the show. he doesn’t need to hear dean forgive him he needs to hear dean say you don’t need forgiveness because you weren’t wrong. I’m the one who’s at fault and I’m sorry
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Tagged by @quiltedcottage (also is that you in your new avatar? You are so cute!! 🥰)
Share your wallpaper: ipad will have to do, my desktop is dead
I was in the mood for greenery.
The last song you listened to: Blues for Mama - Nina Simone (I was in a MOOD)
Currently Reading: I am still in between books; I just can’t find one that holds my interest (sometimes this happens) but I am, of course, always reading fic. Currently reading Lonesome Town by green eyes & illusions
Last Movie: Guardians of the Galaxy 2, in preparation to see 3. It had been awhile. 🤷🏼♀️
Craving: to go on a road trip - I never get to go anywhere anymore, it feels extremely oppressive, to be quite honest, wanderlust is a part of me and I miss hitting the open road with some tunes and a good friend by my side.
What are you Wearing right now? My pajamas. It’s only 7:30 am here.
How Tall are You? 5’4
Piercings? Just my ears. I hate needles. I admire tattoos but yeah, never gonna happen.
Glasses? Contacts? Glasses to read, sometimes. Other times not needed. It’s just old age.
Last Drink? Oat Milk with nutmeg before bed
Last TV show? Star Trek/DS9 -we’re re-watching it for the 10,000th time
Last Thing You Ate? Double chocolate fudge cake ( I haven’t broken the ol’fast yet. It was last night, I don’t eat all that for breakfast!)
Favorite Color: Purple and green, like Mardi Gras.
Current Obsession: Still Supernatural, I suppose, still brain-rotting (but fun!)
Unrelated Obsession: the palo verde trees are in bloom in Arizona and they look amazing against our blue-skies but damn, they make me sneeze my ass off so I am obsessed with photographing them from a safe distance, lol like this:
Any Pets? Yes, my cat, Kitty B who is whining and meowing very loudly because I am late with The Food (tm) The Food must be given between 6:30 and 7 or his highness is very displeased and I will suffer the consequences.
Any Crushes On Anyone? I tend to have crushes all the time, they are usually fleeting and quick but I do get them on mutuals, on writers, on certain blue-eyed cutie patooties, etc. I think we should all fall in love a little bit every single day. It’s good for the heart muscle (and the imagination!)
Favorite Fictional Characters? Castiel. And Ginny Weasley. And Lois Lane. Jadzia Dax.
Last Place You Traveled: Probably Strawberry, Arizona for my birthday two years ago. Woes. It’s been far too long.
I tag: @thechaosthatismybrain and @cacklingblobbittyrabbitty
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Kerry watched him sleep, hand on his face. V had fought it off for a bit but eventually the meds took over and he had fallen asleep. And Kerry hadn’t moved where V had been holding his face.
V looked peaceful, the panic and confusion gone from his face. Kerry wasn’t able to go far without him reacting unless he was asleep, but even then, Kerry never went far. He hated the look of panic when he couldn’t find Kerry.
The more Kerry watched him, the more he remembered what he used to think about V. The thoughts made him cringe and angry at himself, for ever thinking of him as nothing but an obstacle to get Johnny back. How, even if for a short time, he didn’t care what could have happened to V. How he had wanted Johnny to take over his body, now the idea made him sick. Now he would have been angry for Johnny taking V’s body, because the idea of losing V made him sick.
Those Arasaka assholes drained the life out of him, they may have saved him, but they took the light Kerry loved out of V. He was doing everything he could to keep Arasaka from knowing where V was, and trying to get V to say something.
He leaned down and pressed a kiss to his forehead, then felt V’s hand tighten around his own once again. He looked down to see tired eyes looking up at him. Kerry’s heart shattered, and he’d do anything to put light back into him.
“Now I know those meds should not have warn off yet. I’m not going anywhere… just showing affection.” Kerry stated softly, smiling down at V.
V nuzzled into his hand, eyes closing again. Vik said there was a possibility of them never getting V back from Arasaka, but Kerry knew. Vik had missed his son and it hurt seeing him like this.
“Come back to us, baby..” Kerry whispered, feeling useless once again.
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i got your trademark right here doll. oh faye wrote a fic? well hot damn it's gonna be angsty, it's gonna be cathartic, its gonna be sexy as hell. probably gonna have extremely complicated yucky women in it. and i'm gonna read it like 4 times in a row
😭😭😭
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I haven’t even gotten out of bed but woke up to @drarrymicrofic and the prompt evidence, and this just happened (written on my phone so possibly wonky formatting). It’s sort of a poem? I guess? Rated M.
What are we, Draco wants to ask. What am I to you?
Sometimes late at night, he hears Harry whisper, have you figured it out yet?
Draco considers the evidence, sifting through his memories like sand.
A hand high up on his thigh or resting on the nape of his neck, where everyone can see
– You want me, he thinks
Tea, the way he likes it, every time he comes over
– You know me, he thinks
His name on Harry’s lips as Harry moves in him on him around him
– You need me, he thinks
A key pressed into his hand and stay pressed into his skin
– You have me, he thinks
The ache in his heart that eases when Harry holds him
– I love you, he thinks
To be seen, to be known, wanted and held.
– You love me, he says
And Harry just laughs and laughs, kisses him, holds him, fucks him, feeds him.
Of course, Harry says, of course I do.
And Draco believes.
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