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goldenraeofsun · 2 years

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Day 7: Fine Wine

“You aged like fine wine.”

Castiel chokes on his drink. He slowly turns on his barstool to see a stranger swaying slightly in place. A light sheen of grease – or cheap gel – reflects off his hair in the lights behind the bar, and twin lilac bags sag underneath each eye.

“Pardon?” Castiel says. He discreetly sniffs, but the man must have showered more recently than his appearance suggests. Either that, or he simply drank enough so the scent of alcohol masks the smell of body odor.

“You’re Cas – Castiel,” the man says as he braces himself on the bar and laboriously climbs on the stool next to Castiel. He adds, almost accusatory. “Dr. James Novak of Seattle Mercy Hospital.”

Castiel’s jaw drops.

He hasn’t gone by Dr. Novak in close to fifteen years. He was twenty-two when he got his first role on a longstanding medical soap opera (an impossible age for a doctor of his character’s reported caliber, but Castiel was assured this was normal at SMH).

When Dr. Novak was killed off for the sixth and final time, Castiel went on to play a few bit parts in CSI and Law & Order spin offs. He reached the pinnacle of his acting career a few years ago with his starring role in Hell Hazers II and a seven-line part in a Marvel movie. Afterwards, the acting jobs seemed to dry up, or maybe Castiel was tired of the constant sisyphean cycle of auditions chewed him up and spit him out a little worse than before.

Currently, he teaches high school drama in a local private school. While it doesn’t fill him creatively, he can’t say the same for his bank account.

“I, yes, I was,” Castiel fumbles. He hasn’t gotten recognized since his Dr. Sexy, MD days, and, even then, it didn’t happen frequently.

The man beams, and the smile transforms his face. He looks almost handsome. “Knew it,” he says. “’M Dean.”

“You already know my name,” Castiel replies, unsure of how to proceed. He’d come to the bar for a quiet celebratory drink – he’d finally finished all his college recommendation letters in time for early decision deadlines. On the other hand, Dean wasn’t technically bothering him as Castiel didn’t have many plans to bother.

“Yeah,” Dean agrees with a long sigh. “Figures I’d run into you today.”

Castiel has no idea what that means.

Dean points a shaking finger in Castiel’s face. “You’re the reason I became a doctor.”

Castiel’s mouth falls open. After a beat, he forces out, “You’re not serious.”

“As a heart attack.” Dean chuckles, the sound grim and humorless.

“I – I’m sorry?” Castiel tries, feeling entirely off balance with the abrupt turn of their conversation.

“Don’t be,” Dean says bitterly. “Not your fault I killed a patient today.”

Castiel shoves his horror down. With a determinedly neutral expression, he says, “I’m sure it’s not your fault,” because he didn’t act in 147 episodes of a medical soap opera for nothing.

Dean shakes his head, tapping the bar to get the bartender’s attention. “A double of Jack for me, and one more of whatever my friend here is drinking.”

As the bartender moves back down the bar to prepare Dean’s order, Castiel frowns. “Are you sure you should be having another?”

Dean scowls. “’M not on call for another 48 hours.”

Castiel gives him a deliberate once-over. “I was referring to your current state of drunkenness.”

Dean waves his concern away. “’M fine.”

“You don’t seem fine.”

Dean exhales an explosive sigh. “You fuck up a aortic dissection repair on a twelve-year-old who just wanted to perform in her school dance recital next month, and tell me you’re all hunky dory after.”

He’s a surgeon. A pediatric cardiac surgeon.

Castiel inspired a pediatric surgeon?

He leans in, his heart twinging in sympathy for both Dean and his late patient. “I’m sure there were complications.”

Dean mutters, “High blood pressure and Type 2 diabetes.”

Castiel lays a hand on Dean’s arm. “I may not be a real doctor, but I spoke often enough with our medical experts to know those aren’t inconsequential conditions when it comes to your specialty.”

Dean harrumphs and greedily grabs the drink the bartender sets down before the pair of them. He takes a long pull of his whiskey. “But enough about me. How come you quit acting?”

Castiel shrugs. “It’s a hard life,” he says vaguely, continuing as Dean makes a go on gesture with his free hand. “I was tired of not landing parts and struggling to make my rent each month. I gave it until I turned thirty, and, well, you can guess what happened next.”

Dean snorts into his glass. “At thirty, I wasn’t even done with my residency.” He casts Castiel a surprisingly shrewd look for how much he’s had to drink. “I think you gave up too early. You were doing good stuff.”

Castiel’s biggest sore spot throbs painfully. “Forgive me for tiring of living off PB&Js and inhabiting a technically illegal bedroom according to the housing code of Los Angeles.”

But Dean just huffs a dry laugh. “You haven’t suffered until you try to convince your way too smart younger brother that fluff marshmallow mix and macaroni is exotic and not a move of pure desperation.”

Castiel chokes on his next sip. “That sounds horrendous,” he says, his temper softening.

“Yeah, well, it was food, so,” Dean shrugs, “he ate it eventually. There weren’t that many options while snowed in at the Royale Motel in Scranton.” He tips back the rest of his drink. “We moved around a lot, growing up,” he says, spinning the empty glass between his fingers. “Sometimes the only things I could rely on were the daytime soaps.”

Castiel’s heart breaks. “I would have thought you would have become an actor, in that case.”

Dean laughs. “My old man said actors made shit money, so I picked something else.”

Castiel can’t help rolling his eyes, chuckling lightly under his breath. “Your father was right.”

“Guess so,” Dean says thoughtfully. “D’you miss it?”

Castiel nods. “Every day.”

Dean leans in and lays his hand over Castiel’s. He throws a significant glance at their empty glasses. “Whaddya say we get out of here?” he asks in a suggestive voice.

Castiel blinks. “I – I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

Dean pulls back at once, but not before Castiel catches the hurt on his face.

“You’re drunk,” Castiel says gently. “I wouldn’t want to take advantage.”

Dean grunts but gets to his feet without arguing. “’S fine,” he mutters. “Had to shoot my shot, right?”

“Of course,” Castiel says, not exactly sure what he’s agreeing to, but it’s evidently the right thing to say since Dean just nods and starts to walk away, reaching into his jacket. But, to Castiel’s alarm, he pulls out a set of car keys instead of his phone to call a taxi.

Castiel hurries after him. “Dean!” he calls.

Outside the bar, Dean turns around, a smirk playing across his lips. “Change your mind, big guy?”

“What? No,” Castiel says as Dean tenses. “But you can’t drive,” he says helplessly.

Dean scowls. “I’m not that drunk.”

“I’m pretty sure you are.”

Dean rolls his eyes so hard Castiel is surprised they don’t pop out of his skull. “Out of the two of us, only one has a real medical license.”

Castiel crosses his arms over chest. “If you won’t call a cab, come to my apartment. It’s just down the street.”

Dean step forward, and Castiel lets out a silent sigh of relief. “Your apartment?” he repeats.

“So you can sober up,” Castiel says resolutely.

Dean shoves his hands in his pockets. “Lead the way, Dr. Novak.”

* * *

Castiel wakes up with a crick in his neck and a shooting pain in his lower back. He never made it to bed after talking with Dean for hours on his sofa in his living room.

A muttered swear comes from behind him, and Castiel cranes his head around to see Dean, still wearing his clothes from last night, bent over Castiel’s finicky coffee machine.

“You have to flip the switch on the side,” he tells Dean as he gets to his feet.

“Mornin’,” Dean says with a grin. “Thanks for letting me stay over.”

“Thanks for not throwing up on my couch and trying to make me coffee.” Castiel slides around Dean to open the cabinet with his mugs. He pulls out his favorite sky blue cup.

“C’mon, I wasn’t that bad.”

After some rooting around, Castiel finds the novelty Dr. Sexy, MD mug he received in a gift basket on his last day of filming.

Dean laughs out loud as he takes it from Castiel. “It’s even got his cowboy boots!” he exclaims as he inspects it from every angle.

Castiel nods, turning so Dean can’t see his smile. “You’re welcome to take it,” he says. “I have far more mugs than I need for one person.”

“Aw man, don’t tell me that,” Dean groans, “or else I’ll actually do it.”

“Take it,” Castiel says firmly as he pours coffee into Dean’s new mug.

Dean cradles to his chest, breathing in deeply. He inhales half of it in one go, to Castiel’s concern. “Christ, that’s the stuff.” He meets Castiel’s astounded gaze with a little grin. He polishes off his cup in the same time it takes Castiel to add enough sugar and cream to his satisfaction. “Coffee is practically a pro sport for surgeons; you have no idea. But I’ll get out of your hair after this,” Dean says, an apologetic note to his words, “but do you mind if I leave my number before I head out?”

Castiel gapes at him before he realizes Dean doesn’t see his answer as so obvious it goes without saying. “Yes, of course,” he says in a rush, half a beat too late.

Dean grins. “Awesome. You were always on my celebrity hall pass list.” At Castiel’s furrowed look of confusion, Dean’s smile broadens. “You know, that list of longshots that’ll never happen so you might as well give your girlfriend the OK to sleep with Idris Elba or Hugh Jackman or Chris Hemsworth.”

Castiel watched enough Marvel movies to prepare for his own role to know what all those actors look like. “I’m nothing like those men,” he splutters.

“Well, yeah, everyone has a weird one – my last boyfriend would’ve fucked Scar from the Lion King if given half the chance.”

“A flattering comparison,” Castiel deadpans as Dean chuckles.

Once Dean washes out his mug (he insists on it), grabs his jacket, and inputs his phone number in Castiel’s cell, there’s no reason for him to linger.

Castiel awkwardly trades goodbyes on his threshold before he shuts the door behind Dean.

He thinks about calling for the rest of the day. Dean is his first thought on Saturday morning too, but he concludes it’s too soon.

He debates reaching out on Sunday, but 48 hours have passed since their first meeting, so Dean’s probably in surgery. It’s clearly a bad time to make contact.

By Monday, Castiel talks himself out of it altogether. Dean is a pediatric surgeon at one of the most prestigious hospital systems in the county (Castiel looked him up on the off chance Dean wasn’t being truthful, but his degrees are published on the hospital website for all to see.)

Dean saves lives every day.

Castiel is a washed up actor who peaked a decade ago. The closest he got to saving a life was convincing Siobhan that getting bangs a week before school picture day would not be in her best interest.

But Castiel won’t let his strange run in with Dean mean nothing. In a fit of productivity one weekend, exactly one month after Dean stayed the night at his apartment, he stops by the local theater and marks down the day of their next auditions.

In January, he tries out for a small play written by a local playwright, and wins a part. Not the lead, but a good, meaty character part.

He mostly forgets about Dean in between classes and his own rehearsals – until the director hands out their complimentary tickets. None of Castiel’s family live in the area, and his friend, Meg, is out of town that week.

As Castiel wracks his brains for someone to invite, he can’t help but keep coming back to Dean.

He chickens out of actually calling Dean and instead sends him a picture of the tickets with the date prominently displayed and a short text, “If you’d like to come.”

Dean texts back four hours later.

Dean Winchester 5:22 Sorry surgery just ended Of course I wouldn’t miss *the* Castiel DeAngelos’s big comeback!

#suptober22 #destiel #destiel fanfic #fanfic #actor castiel #doctor dean #first meetings #celebrity au #rae writes fic

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fizzigigsimmer · 11 months

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The sims 4 Horse Ranch is coming. Look at the little girl on the horse. I can’t. The miniature sheep and the goats. THE TODDLER WEARING CHAPS. It has also been confirmed (via Steam) that the horses are fully customizable members of the family just like cats and dogs. We will be able to train, as well as care for and breed them. 🥹 This could not have come at a better time for my History Challenge save.

My one complaint remains that EA is too greedy and should not have split the farming/ranching gameplay across two different packs. I already use modded versions of the animals that came with Cottage Living because that pack’s aesthetic was so heavily English Countryside/cottage core inspired and the american west has a very different look. Players asked for a farm pack and what they got was three packs they could sort of glue together to create the farm of their imagination… Maybe. And the fact that we don’t even know if this expansion will tie horses into the veterinary gameplay that came with Cats & Dogs, even though they are going to function as a pet sim is just annoying. I will be seriously peeved if they don’t integrate these two packs.

Why did horses not come in the pets pack like they did in Sims 3 and why was the “Cottage Living” pack not simply just Country Living instead? They could have given us CAS and Build Buy in the English & American style, along with all the farm animals. The end. Instead you have to buy three different packs that the corporation hasn’t thought long enough to integrate together well just to piece together a single farm. It’s annoying AF and part of me wants to protest by simply not buying the pack. But do I look like I am going to pass up on being able to play out my horse girl fantasies? 😂 No. SMH. This damn company has me in a chokehold. I’m just feeling bratty about it.

#The Sims 4 #sims news #we’re getting HORSES #🐎 cowboy 🤠

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its-opheliasgarden · 3 years

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A Sims Lookbook and Story Meet Devika ‘Devi’ Rajaratnam. Born and raised in the Windslar borough of Windenburg, Devi has always lived a rather sheltered and ordinary life. At least that’s what her family thinks.

The youngest of 4, Devi’s always felt torn between upholding her family’s traditions and expectations versus following her own dreams. After all, her eldest siblings, Vedant and Shreya are successful barristers and Nikhil, her younger brother is already at the top of his engineering program at Foxbury Institute. And then there’s Devi…the dreamer and so called black sheep.

A talented musician, Devi dreams of being a world-renowned DJ, but she knows her family would never approve. Now, a first year at UBrite, Devi and her bestie, Candy Behr are known to headline all the exclusive underground parties at Disco Pan Europe.

But leading a double life definitely comes with it’s challenges. Will Devi ever find the courage to tell her family the truth or will she continue to stifle her dreams to appease her family’s expectations?

Get the Look: lucia hair (@simstrouble) / red bindi face paint (@plumbobteasociety) / diamond bindi (@pralinesims) / kind of saree (@grindingteeth) / petals septum ring (@pickypikachu) / nitya v2 nose ring ( @zeussim) / street fashion kit salwar kameez (@maxis) / bangles (@maxis) / henna tattoo extension (@cas-fulleditmode) / poses (@ratboysims)

@s4lookbookgallery @mmoutfitters

In honor of Diwali festivities, I was inspired to make Devi! Overall, I am happy with how she turned out.

While shopping for cc, I was honestly surprised at the lack of cc though for South Asian sims. Somewhat impressed by the fashion street kit but wish they had more options in terms of saree and lehengas. And also City Living needs to do better….that is not a saree. Glad I found those recolors on MTS. Smh!

- d.

#ts4 #the sims 4 #ts4mm #maxis match #ts4 lookbook #sims 4 lookbook #sims of color #its-opheliasgarden

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userastarion · 3 years

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Gif Maker Appreciation Tag

Rules: Answer the first half of the questions with gifsets of your own, then answer the second half by tagging gif makers you love!

i was tagged by the incredibly talented @jackarthurdavenport, @jamesbuckybarns, & @benoitblanc thank you all so much for thinking of me 🥺

LINK A GIFSET…

Link a gifset you’re really proud of: this tfatws sam wilson + legacy set! i worked SO hard on it and though there are things i would change if i were to remake it, overall i’m pleased with the way it came out.

Link a gifset where you tried something new: this sharon carter graphic was my first real foray into blending/typography and my first Actual Graphic, and though it was a HUGE pain, i’m proud of it

Link a gifset that features your favorite character or celebrity: this ca: tws gifset is one of only 2 gifsets i’ve made so far with steve rogers in them smh i need to gif him more

Link a gifset that you want more people to see: can i just relink my sam legacy one again because i busted my ass on that and a shitpost set i made about bucky and steve being bad liars has literally 6x as many notes dlfkjsldkfjs

Link a gifset that you had fun making: this tfatws rainbow set was my first attempt at rainbow gifs and i actually really enjoyed tweaking the colors!!

Link a gifset that you created as part of a meme, challenge, or series: i made this mad max: fury road set as part of a get to know me meme!

Link a gifset of yours that makes you smile: the aforementioned shitpost bc i love the fact that bucky and steve apparently cannot lie to their friends 😂 also having people laugh in the tags makes me feel nice

TAG SOMEONE WHO…

Tag someone who inspired you to start making gifs: oh gosh. literally my entire dashboard. but i think i first saw @anya-chalotra & @inejz-ghafa creating these absolutely stunning masterpieces and i was like you know what? someday, i want to be able to do that too (i know y’all don’t know me but everything you create is SO STUNNING)

Tag someone who makes great vibrant gifs: sae @rambeaus always has such gorgeous coloring!!! i love all her gifs <3 also phe @niinazenik omG her colors are SO vivid and beautiful!

Tag someone who makes great pale/pastel gifs: jamie @wespers makes gorgeous pale gifs!!! i wish i knew how to color like that ugh

Tag someone who gifs for a fandom you love: this is most of my blogroll omg but let’s go with tfatws bc i have a lot of wonderful mutuals and friends i’ve seen creating for the show: @mandah-lorian @steveroger @trashcora @timothyolyphant @snyderzack @jamesbuckybarns @buckeybarns @buckybarne @bosemanchadwick @magnusedom @ewanmcgregors @pescopadral @sambuckyws @victoriaspedretti @anthonyymackie @favreaus @darksber @wandamaximoffs @di-n @dykejaskiers @emcgregor @foxmudler @luke-skywalkerr @kurtsrussell @biwilson @chris-evans @romanovrogers @steve-rogers

Tag someone who uses text/typography really well in their gifsets: okay so lately i have been drooling over everything @merlinsprat makes like jeez alex how do you DO THAT

Tag someone who motivates you to step up your game: soph @luke-patterson is the reason i even know how to make gifs dlfksf (bless u for your tutorials) and her creations are STUN NING!!! every time i see a new set i’m like. alright. if i can make something HALF this good i’ll be pleased with myself

Tag someone who you have taken inspiration from: not so much in the sense of direct inspiration but being inspired BY someone, for sure elle @jackarthurdavenport because i am in awe of everything she makes and hope to reach that level someday!!

Tag gif makers who you admire and appreciate! (Put as many people here as you want!): are you READY FOR THIS bc i LOVE gifmakers and i am SO lucky to follow/know so many incredible and talented people: @roseapothecary @boozerman @rainbowrogers @samthwilson @ohtwilight @bladesrunner @bartonclinton @carolmaria @magsbane @cavilhenry @wintersoeldiers @anyataylorjoy @cinderllas @jamesbvck @mazykeen @margetrobbie @jessiemeili @amirwilson @inejsalina @vibraniumbuckys @tennant @renserizawa @anakin-skywalker @hoeberynmartell @kazrbrekkers @leonhartannie @anthonyhopkinz @jessie-meili @sunoficarus @dindja-rin @hawkaye @hunterschafer @robintunney @javier-pena @mandalores @jessiemei-li @ewan-mcgregor @andthwip @keanurevees @kenobismullet @middlearths + the 3 amazing people who tagged me, and of course lots of people i am not mutuals with 💛 i’m so lucky to share a tumblr space with all you amazing creators and i’m so sorry if i missed anyone!!!

#also omg for some of y'all i went through your creations tag to see for sure if you make gifs and #the way i waded through s&b spoilers for you bc i haven't watched it yet #i am at once VERY excited to see all y'alls pretty stuff once i do #and also it was REAL TEDIOUS tryna avoid being spoiled lmao #anyway ily all so much!!!#everyone inspires me CONSTANTLY ugh i'm so lucky to be surrounded by so much talent!!!#b:taggame #b:personal #text post

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zhowongli · 3 years

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hello! i started a new thread because the other one (+ this one) got really long, so sorry! but i guess this is my love letters to you guys because you’ve made my tumblr experience so, so much better && i’m grateful for all of you guys + all of my mutuals and followers!!

first of all, @himawari-senpaii thank you so so much for your kind words! meggi, i love your sunflower motif because it suits you so well! sunflowers make me smile whenever i see them, and it really brings me so much joy to see you on my dash/notifs. your tags are always so fun and sweet. thank you for tagging me in this 🥺

@animoozies connie, where do i even start? you were my very, very first tumblr mutual on this account! i’m so thankful you reached out to me before, and you’re still checking up on me even now. words can’t describe how much i adore you + how appreciative of you! when i see you on my dash with your stories, i always end up cackling because you’re so fun. idk how you do it working all those hours + going to nursing school, but you is a mf boss ass queen!!

@hoekaashi ash, my queen!! my tag for you is my day is blessed because ash ✨exists✨ because that’s honestly how i feel about you. i am truly blessed with your kindness, your humor, your friendship, you. thank you for always keeping me company through our struggles in pharmacy school! you are one of the realest people i know, and i feel so honored that you always send me random kenma pics & fics you think i’d like 🥺

@kanao annette, the other half of my soul, my whole heart, my literal soul sister. you are one of the biggest blessings i’ve received this year, and i honestly don’t know where i would be without you listening to my dumb shit and supporting me through all my mess LOL. thank you for validating me all the time, even if it’s just stupid stuff like enabling me to buy all the random stuff that i’ve been thinking about LMAO. i love how we are always ✨speaking✨ and ✨manifesting✨ good things in our futures together. i literally feel like i can talk about any and everything with you, and i love that about us 🥺 i am manifesting that beach vacation 2021 for us, okay!!! 💖

@sapphitedreams leo, my cutest menace in the kitchen 💖 thank you for reaching out to me when i was too shy to reach out to you uuuu. you’re such a chaotic calm in my life, and i love your energy. i am constantly in awe with how adorable, supportive, and creative you are! even though you bully me sometimes and only make things for characters’ birthdays, you are so so talented and it floors me every time i see your creations because they are so amazing idk how they’re real. i hope you are able to get some rest even if you have to work during your break (& i hope you don’t accidentally fall during work anymore smh HAHAH)!

@onefortyninecm danielle!! my love!! i know i mention this before, but i am always so so inspired by you. you’re so tiny, but you have such a big heart and soul. you’re so beautiful inside and out + your humor is god tier. i’m so glad you were the very first person i’ve ever commissioned from (& spiraled me into comissioning indulgent kenma art HAHAHA), and i’m still amazed by your talent and kindness every time you post something new omg. i still can’t believe you DREW ON YOUR PHONE what the heck!! you’re so talented it’s crazy HAHA. i’m always thinking fondly of you + dandy wedding in a pumpkin patch 2021, okay thanks.

@p-irozhki rissa!! i am so blessed with all the gifs you create and all your content on my dash! whenever i think of you, i think about all the smol icons you use because to me, you = cuteness = i wanna hug you so much!!! i think i already said it, but i’m always so thankful when you read all my self-indulgent fanfics and leave kind comments on them 😭 thank you for culturing me about mangoes HAHAHA. there’s never a bad time with you, and i’m thankful we got to meet this year!

@hoshino-a lena lena! you actually have so much bde that i am in constant awe by you. you are such a baddie & i have this like clear imagine in my head of you with crisp and clean vibes + the skies from your pfp on discord, hehe. i love you and all your brain rots about your exes. at this point, every time i see semi, my first thought is “ah it’s lena’s ex” and whenever i hear some sad song, i would be like “omg it’s lena ab her ex semi eita” LMFAOIOAGJDLA. i love talking to you because your energy is just immaculate + i just love your presence 💖 also please get some sleep because do you even sleep 😭

@myelocin nic!! you’ve painted my world in so many iridescent shade so life, i can’t even begin to describe how much you mean to me. you works are just so beautiful so imagine how much i shrieked when i saw you followed me LMFAOOADIGDALJ i love that your blog is your safe space because it has become a place of comfort for me as well (and i’m going to miss you so much when you leave 😭😭). your makki brain rot is so strong, and sometimes i think about makki and you making dinner and teasing each other and throwing flour at each other or something idk. this is nic’s world now and we are all living in it tbh.

@tsu-kiss nina!! you are someone i find such comfort in. i’m not really sure if that even makes sense LOL. but your blog and you are a source of comfort for me. in my head, you have such an older sister vibe even though i’m older than you LMAOOADGHDAKJ. i hope life is treating you well because you deserve all the best!! seeing you thrive makes my heart so full 🥺 i love you so much!!

@souheii lisa!! i kid you not, the first time you dropped an ask in my ask box, my heart skipped a beat because you told me you love me and i love you and you are so cute and i cri!!!! i know we don’t talk often, but every time i see you on my dash or in my notifs or when we do talk, it’s like a little shot of serotonin every time :”) thank you for being such a lovely human being mrs. iwaizumi hajime, 27, althetic trainer😭

@ultkags cas!! my first child 💖 i know you’re on a hiatus right now because school really, really sucks BUT you are seriously one of my biggest blessings. you are literally my ray of sunshine because every time i talk to you, i gain so much warmth and energy from you. every time i see your edits, it absolutely AMAZES me because i literally don’t know how i am able to see all your edits FOR FREE?? all your thoughts behind the composition and symbolism for each piece is CRAZY. please remember that i’m always your biggest fan + i love you so so much. please take care and remember to drink water and get some rest!! your grandma is always here to send you love + forehead kisses because this grandma can’t bake :(

@u-make-my-heart-tsumtsum ree!! hi, i know we’ve only started talking recently but i love how open and warm you are. our love was so strong that even tumblr tried to stop us 😭 conversations with you are always so easy and lovely, and you are just such a cool person!? i love reading all your thoughts (& i can’t wait to dive into your masterlist after school ends because we live for fluffy tsumu content 😭). i’m not sure why you even follow me, but i adore you so much!!

@neonghxst el, where do i even begin!! you are such a lovely person, and i literally have no other words to say because you always leave me speechless. your writing is so so gorgeous, and you are so so beautiful. i love reading all your stories because they truly leave an everlasting impact on me, and i love reading your interactions + just seeing you on my dash. you are so thoughtful, and you take care of everyone around you so well. i hope that you are also giving yourself the same treatment because you deserve all the best as well! remember to drink water in between your coffees and get some rest as you go into your final 2 weeks of the semester!!

@und3lla maliha! hi love! i know we haven’t spoken much or in a while, but i really do always think of you randomly. you were one of the first mutuals i made && you are such a sweet soul. i love how every time we talk, it really fills me up with happiness. thank you for just being such a lovely person && you truly are one of the softest people i’ve met. thank you <3

@deadontheinsidebut angel, my dumb ham, my queen, my hoe (heaven on earth), my everything. i know you are also on a semi-hiatus right now because everything that’s going on, but i hope you are properly taking care of yourself >:( i’m always here to remind you to drink some water in between your coffees and teas and to GET SOME REST. you are so so driven, and i really admire how open and friendly you are. you truly are your namesake because you are literally an angel, and i always feel so blessed to be in your presence (even if you bully me sometimes for being a boomer 😔). words can’t describe how much i love you and care about you && i hope that you are able to find what you’re looking for during your break! 💖

@rumprich ananya! hello! i am so thankful to see you and all your content on my dash. you have so much creativity, and all your edits are so aesthetically pleasing to look at? like it’s so light + pretty!! i’m so so grateful that we are mutuals somehow because ahhh i really don’t deserve you. you are so adorable, and i truly am blessed to see your presence!

@yuki-souma vee! i know we only started talking very very recently, but you are so much fun to talk to! i love how diverse our conversations are, and i love that we have similar favorites, and even when we don’t, it’s always a fun conversation that i look forward to! i love how open and inviting you are, and i’m really grateful that we are mutuals + i love and appreciate you so so much!

@owlywrites owly! hello! you are seriously one of the most supportive souls i’ve met on this website. your kindness and drive to learn always leaves me speechless because you’re so amazing. thank you for being so kind to me, and i hope you extend that same kindness to yourself! don’t be so hard on yourself and remember to take breaks and take care too. you are such a beautiful soul, and i hope you’ll remember that i’m always here to support you!!

@graphicstills-in-motion hi arianne! thank you so so much for always being so kind to me. i don’t know what i did in life to deserve you, but i must have done something right to have someone so kind like you in my life! thank you for being such a sweet soul + always boosting everyone around you up. your kindness is definitely contagious! i love seeing your edits and reading our conversations because there are always so many thoughts put in. thank you <3

@applepienation justine! thank you so much for always checking in on me whenever i post random shit on my dash. i really do appreciate you and all that you do for not just me, but also for everyone around you. you are such a ray of sunshine, and i’m so thankful that you’re in my life! i know uni is crazy for you right now, but i hope you’re still taking time to take care of yourself! sending you lots of love and positive energy!!

@touyax drake! hi love. i absolutely LIVE for your tags LMAOOADJGALD. they are literally my thoughts but you just typed them out HAHAH. i’m so thankful that i get to see your beautiful content on my dash, and i’m always in awe by all your edits! thank you for always being such a fun person + never leaving me feeling like a fool whenever i post ask games LOL. i love and appreciate you so much! 💖

@kagehjna ilayda! my kagehina supplier 🥺🥺 i love seeing your presence on my dash because you truly post all the best things! you are such a lovely person + i love reading your tags HAHA. you are truly a joy and we will definitely have matching kagehina icons one day okay 😭😭 12/7 is finally here/coming SO I AM SO EXCITED FOR YOU!!! thank you for always blessing me <3

@sadaharus hi mei! you are literally the definition of softness to me. all your content and edits are just so soft and beautiful, and i love seeing everything you post. you are my main gintama supplier HAHA. i really appreciate how kind you are + how you’re always so sweet to me. 🥺 i know it’s kinda funny how i started following you because of a random ask game, but i’m so so glad i did because i always feel so thankful you’re here!

@fake-charliebrown charlie! my little sprout babie!! i have so much admiration for you because you have so so much talent! your style is so distinctive, and i love that!! it’s so soft + vibey, and i’m honestly so so amazed by it all. not to mention, you have the best haikyuu thoughts! thank you for sharing all of that with me! i’m thankful for you, thank you <3

@itachihaa ay! my froggy princess 🥺 thank you for always being so kind to me + having the patience to deal with how slow i am to responding!! i’m really appreciative of you always because you make/have so much beautiful content and you are so so sweet as well!? and the way you call me miss starlight 🥺 that makes me so soft like!! uuu i love you.

@stardust-make-a-wish star! you are so so adorable!! i LOVE reading your tags because they make me feel so fuzzy and soft but also relatable HAHA. your presence is such a joy + thank you for always interacting with me even though i just spam random stuff LMAO. i love how thoughtful your answers are + how much you love cake/sweets (very suiting because you are so sweet 🥺). thank you for being interested in me even though i am the one asking you questions!

@karasu-hoes daisy! hello! i have so much admiration for you because you have so much creativity and kindness! like your events are so cool and unique + your writing is so beautiful! i love reading your feral thoughts + all your work. i also really love reading your witching hours!!! thank you for blessing me with you 🥺 you are always so kind + i love how much you care about your friends and the people around you. i hope you’re taking care while renewing your teaching certifications! 💖

@frailuta nico! hello love! i know we haven’t really spoken before, but i just want to know i love you so much. you make the most beautiful gifs + i truly am in awe every time you post something. life is tough sometimes, but you are tougher! sending so so much love and positive energy to you + please remember to take care! <3

to all my mutuals and followers: thank you so so much for sticking with me and my mess of a blog. i honestly don’t really contribute much to anything, but i’m so thankful you guys are still here! thank you, thank you, thank you! i love and appreciate all of you guys + my ask box/messages are always open if you want/need someone to talk to 💖 thinking fondly of everyone today + so much love to you guys mwah mwah!

#text #this got really long but #i am really truly thankful for everyone of you #i have so so much love for you guys #sending all my love and positive energy to you guys #i'm so sorry sometimes i'm really slow at responding but #i really do think of you guys!!#love you all mwah mwah

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youneeksimsx · 7 years

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-New sim model.

Tierra Jones.🌻

#late night edit #felt inspired #im only inspired at night #smh #i love her tho #practicing on my editing still #so bare with me people #late night cas inspiration #my sims #my edits #Tierra Jones #chocolate mami #youneesimsx #ts4 #sims4 #simblr #blacksims #urbansims #theblacksimmer

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ncdover1285 · 3 years

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First Line Game

Tagged by @malmuses

Rules: List the first lines of your last 20 stories (if you have less than 20, just list them all!). See if there are any patterns. Choose your favorite opening line. Then tag 10 of your favorite authors!

All stories are Destiel, but one has a different MAIN Pairing.

The Lawrence Annual Pumpkin Pie Bake Off was the biggest attraction in the small town.

Slice of Life

Dean wasn’t very fond of snow.

Breaking Rules

Yeah, it was hard for Dean, knowing that he had been taken out by a rusty piece of rebar, but it was his ending.

Seems Like Heaven

Over a hundred years ago, there was a great war.

Supernaturally Divergent

Dean came back to awareness only to find himself face down in the dirt with his shoulder aching and a bursting headache.

Graveyard

Dean was terrified.

Blessing

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(A picture comes through showing a penis with a coin setting on the head)

Cas is Terrible At Sexting

“He never says it, not even to me.

Dean Won’t Say “I Love You”

Dean watched as a newly human Cas was trying all of the flavors of pie that Thelma’s Pie Heaven in Wisconsin had to offer.

You’re My Favorite Flavor

Dean awoke to someone yelling in the library.

You Tear Me Apart

Dean still hadn’t gotten over Cass pinning Meg to the wall and kissing her like he needed her like air.

I Learned That from The Pizza Man

“I never knew much about people until I took one apart… Just to see how it worked” -anonymous

Just to See

Cass has finally gotten used to the boys most recent complication, Gabriel on the other hand has not, not really.

So Close but Still So Far

He didn’t remember.

He Doesn’t Remember

Castiel had been dating Balthezar for a little over two years when they broke up.

Who Even Does That

Yeah those two didn’t give him any inspiration, AT ALL!

Sammy’s Stories

Castiel was acting strange.

Leave the Light on

I don’t understand why it bothers Dean so much when I need to rest and recuperate a few days.

Wrong Place, Wrong Time

“Hey Cass, got any plans for after the game Friday?”

Friday Night…

This one is actually Samifer… but has Destiel also. I ran out of Destiel smh

“I thought this was supposed to be torture?” Sam says as he lays down next to Lucifer in their bed.

Remember Me

My favorite one is probably from ‘Just to See’. I really like that quote. I did notice that a LOT of my beginning sentences are very short.

OK... I don’t know who has been tagged and who hasn’t so if this is a double tag... I am sorry. IDK if this is supposed to be kept Destiel, but there are some amazing writers that don’t write Destiel so I’m gonna tag who I want!

@emblue-sparks @nickelkeep @tobythewise @huntress79 @one-more-offbeat-anthem @shealynn88 @sheinthatfandom @supernatural9917fic @eyesofatragedy67 @levisqueaks

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coffeeandspn · 4 years

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I hate that I love you.

GIF is not mine.

Summary: Castiel is deeply in love with his best friend, Dean Winchester, but we can't always have everything we want.

Pairing: Human!Castiel x Dean Winchester

Rating: Explicit.

Warnings: smut, angst, unrequited love, unhappy ending, Dean is an asshole, Castiel is done

Castiel let out a soft moan, his hands touching every single part of skin he could. Dean’s hips reacted to the touch, rising slightly. Castiel was on top of Dean, and between kisses, he took a moment to appreciate him. His freckles, his incredibly beautiful green eyes, his lips, currently looking red and swollen. He then began to descend slowly, creating a path of wet kisses that went from Dean’s neck to his pelvis, his hands desperately touching his chest. Dean put his hand over Castiel's, and squeezed it when he kissed the head of his painfully hard member. It felt soft, like the kiss was barely there. Dean needed more. He reached out and grabbed Castiel’s hair, tangling his fingers in it, softly pulling it when Cas licked along his cock. Dean let out a moan of relief, he waited way too long for this moment.

Castiel worked with both hands and mouth to please Dean, and soon he felt his own cock pulsing, along with his heart, both with excitement. He couldn’t handle the heat anymore.

He caressed every single part of Dean’s body. His arms, his waist, his belly... Dean was so close to the climax, and Cas knew. He looked at him, directly into his eyes. He wanted to see Dean’s moment of vulnerability, the most intimate moment he could let anyone witness. He wanted to see him twisting with pleasure and screaming his name, wanted to be very aware of the moment that had place in his mind for months, and that now was actually happening.

Dean finally hit the orgasm, he arched his back and moaned Castiel’s name over and over again, which, of course, had an incredible effect on Cas, who already had precome on his member. He felt Dean’s nails dig into his shoulders and smiled. He knew he did a great job.

Dean looked at him with a lustful smile on his face and put a finger on Cas's chin, motioning him to come closer.

When Castiel was close enough, Dean bit his upper lip and kissed him right away. He gently grabbed his thighs and made Cas sit on him, which caused both guys to moan immediately.

Dean squeezed Castiel’s ass, and another moan came out of his mouth. He took his cock with both hands and started going up and down. Castiel felt like he was in heaven. His whole body started to tremble with pleasure.

He was about to reach out for Dean’s lips, but suddenly everything was dark.

Dean wasn’t with him. He was in the next room. Moaning along with some girl. It took a second for Castiel to understand that it was all a dream. Another damn dream.

He tried to go back to sleep, but his member was hard and his pajama pants were a little bit wet. He sighed. He didn't want to jerk off thinking about the wonderful dream he just had, while Dean himself was barely four meters away, having sex with someone else.

Castiel damned himself every single day for falling in love with Dean. He damned himself for letting that happen, and not stopping it. He damned himself for even considering that he could be with Dean someday, because he knew that wasn’t possible. Not when he’s always claiming that he’s “family” and his “best friend”, and having sex with all the ladies he could. Dean Winchester was his unrequited love, and he knew that deep down. But somehow he always had this little voice inside of him that said “you still have a chance!”.

Well, not anymore. Today was the day Castiel was willing to kill that voice, and to kill every single feeling he has for Dean. He was tired of waiting, tired of getting his hopes high whenever he made a stupid and meaningless flirting joke. Castiel was done. He needed to move on, because Dean was a lost cause. If he even had a tiny little feeling towards Castiel, it doesn’t matter. Not anymore. Because Dean is a coward that would rather ignore those feelings and bury them deep down inside his soul, than open up and talk about them.

Castiel suffered enough. And he would never let himself feel bad for Dean again. He doesn’t deserve his tears.

He decided to get up, needed to clear his mind.

Castiel walked towards the bathroom, took off his clothes and turned on the shower. Just like that, the cold water was running through his body.

Tears started rolling down his cheeks, suddenly he was grateful he was in the shower, because that way, no one could notice that he was crying.

He promised to himself that he would take one step at a time. Getting over Dean Winchester was an extremely difficult challenge, but it was necessary. Castiel was tired of suffering.

It was time to move on.

A/N: This was inspired by my own feelings towards somebody else, and in the middle of it I realized that this could actually be pretty accurate to what happens in the reality of the show. Castiel must feel tired of suffering. Tired of Dean being an asshole, flirting with him, eye fucking with him, looking at his lips all the time, and then after that, the bastard would lick his own lips. And he just does nothing about it!!! Dean Winchester is really out there letting the love of his life run away. And WHOSE FAULT IS THAT??? Exactly. The writers.

The goddamn writers, man. Smh.

Anyways... This is my first time ever posting here on Tumblr, so, feedback is really appreciated. Please, feel free to leave a comment! 🖤

Oh! Something else before I stop bothering y'all. 😅 English is not my first language, that's why it takes me so damn long to write anything, because I have to make sure everything is well written and all that stuff. If you notice a typo, or I tried to express something and it's not quite right, please let me know, since it would be so helpful for me to improve my english even more. Ok, that's it. Thank you all very much for reading! See you next time. 🖤

-Abby.

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Exactly. Just because they took inspiration from a certain culture's architecture doesn't mean that it is ca. Do they really think sm would be that stupid to release a whole ass mv in which most of the parts with the architecture supposedly 'ca' cannot even be edited out without removing half of it? Antis, haters and other attention seekers really jump on any bandwagon to make nct's life difficult smh.

i think there are just some people are just looking for every opportunity to present themselves as somehow ‘woke’ when they’re really just ignorant and they don’t bother to fact checked things before blindly accusing idols of ca when sometimes it’s not rly the case? idk why but i feel like nct is always getting dragged unnecessarily into drama ( this and that wj thing ) and it’s tiring and extremely disrespectful on a lot of levels.

like just let them live wtf

#answered #anon

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vegetalass · 5 years

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Everything Electric

Inspired by the mess that was the spoilers nsfw discord chat and the conversation abt argent ripping out one of ur eyes… It unlocked the fact that i used to like gore…. SMH

TFW lady argent rips out one of ur eyes and then u go to dr. mortum and say thenks mather for my life

FORGIVE ME if this is shit it wasnt beta read

Villain name: Ophelia

Warning: contains Fallen Hero: Retribution spoilers, and heavy blood and gore!!! RATED R BRO!

FH:R belongs to @fallenhero-rebirth

Lady Argent/gn!Reader/f!Dr. Mortum - 2371 words

Blood.

So much blood is leaking out of your mouth as the pressure on your windpipe keeps increasing.

“Argent…” you gurgle, trying to spit but ending up drooling a messy concoction of blood and spittle all over your villain suit instead.

Her claws are extended, this time longer than you’ve ever seen them, and while one hand presses into your windpipe hard enough to make you dizzy, the other is dangled in front of your nose like a toy in front of a child.

And you are not a child.

“Stop,” you plead, stuttering, even though your throat burns and eyes water in pain. But Lady Argent does not, and looking into her face lets you know that she doesn’t plan to, either. From the empty look in her eyes, you can tell that she’s lost herself in another world — one where the both of you never formed an alliance, and one where you deserve Hell and she’s the chosen one who’s going to give it to you.

Suddenly, though, as you should’ve been expecting this, she screeches something unintelligible and plunges her fingernails deep into your eye socket. Though at first you feel nothing more than an annoying pinching sensation, as the pain begins to register and become too much, you hardly notice as the pressure in your head releases in a pop so intense that the rest of your vision goes dark.

You try to scream, but end up making some kind of choked whine instead, as Argent hasn’t moved a muscle since and continues her heavy assault on your throat.

“What is it, Ophelia?” she grins, her teeth gleaming in the light of the moon, before laughing at her own stupid inside joke. “Is something wrong?”

As her fingers continue to root around inside your head, claws doing irreversible damage to your nerves, you try to use her distracted and giddy state to pull her other hand loose from around your neck. While trying to find enough space between her hands and your throat to breathe, Argent’s body shakes again in her mad state, and you are able to tear yourself away from her grasp in the hopes of collapsing on the floor and somehow getting away.

But it’s too late, as she is not so kind as to spare you, and continues holding onto the warm flesh hidden inside your eye socket. What a pitiful state you must be in, howling and moaning, as she succeeds in coming away victorious, and you are left seeing and tasting red from sudden lack of an eyeball.

Breathe, dry heave, rinse, and repeat. You don’t even register the pain when you press your dirty palms against what’s now a hole in your head and try not to hyperventilate.

You look up at her, missing eye covered, good eye blurry, and see her victory pose, smiling above you and holding the bloodied piece of you-meat like a trophy. Though instantly at your recognition, she throws the slimy meatball over her shoulder and uses her fist to slug you in the jaw.

“You didn’t even need that,” she says while laughing, before gazing into what’s left of your eyes and deciding to walk away.

Blood is still leaking from your mouth… and Argent doesn’t look back as she leaves you to sob on the concrete.

ii.

You look nothing like the weeping animal she left in the alley. And you look nothing like the weeping human she was expecting to see at your next meeting, either. Your face is not sunken in, bruised, or malformed. You’re not in an eyepatch or mask, and your face seems to look almost brand new.

A new face, almost… a new eye.

The realization hits her like a train, and she snarls, upset at the smug smile you pointedly send her way when you realize that she has it all figured out.

A replacement. The beautiful, black aperture Dr. Mortum installed in place of an eye.

And Lady Argent can see every wire, every miniscrew, and every bit of fiberglass that was used to create a weapon more fluid and powerful than any of the tech she’s seen installed in any of the Rangers.

And it makes her mad, fingers flexing and claws cutting into her palms as she makes plans to take a swipe at your face at the next chance she gets just to peel back your skin.

You smile at her, the angry thoughts like water off a duck’s back.

“So, you noticed,” you say, full of pride and a sense of smug satisfaction, “how do I look?”

Argent snarls, though she does pause to admire the lovely handiwork that was done to your face as you wait for a reply.

While your skin might look the same on the surface to any normal passerby, there’s no hiding the internal metal plating that’s been fused to your skull permanently, or the black sclera that whirs softly unlike normal white flesh. One has to wonder what kind of twisted procedure you put yourself through just to get better, because it was only an eye that she managed to take and now you’re practically a cyborg.

But saying you were completely healed would be unfair, as you haven’t fully gotten used to the implant yet. The way that things blur in high definition and in a spectrum brighter than anything you could ever image.

Chrome. Thermal. Electromagnetic. Something you can’t even name.

Like Lady Argent’s eyesight, from what you remember of possessing her, though you can’t see any wires or pipes through walls or anything. But this isn’t so bad, you think, not that you’d ever want lose an eye again. You’re just thankful her claws didn’t manage to clip into your brain.

Before the operation, the Good Doctor did require you to keep your remaining organic eye, and all the leftover tissue that was still in the damaged socket, but as expected, her technology was flawless. You find it’s often quite easy to forget you even have anything fake implanted in your head at all as the gradient technology she installed first was the easiest thing to get used to.

High tech and lightweight Medi-Polymer in place of a real cornea and iris, fitted with a sleepless microcomputer and accurate analytics, all grafted to your optic nerve in a painful surgery that had you out of commision for weeks.

Despite the lasting, striped scars that Dr. Mortum couldn’t be bothered to fix, she did let you choose the flashing colors it displays to the world, even if so far you have left the bandages on in public. It does help hide your face, though, and that’s always a bonus.

So, you’d say it was worth it, despite being forced to tell Ortega when he wouldn’t stop fretting at the sight of your head wrapped in tape and gauze that it was some unexplainable and permanent head trauma. You left the part where Lady Argent mauled you out, as it’s a secret that’s to be left between the two of you (and Dr. Mortum, of course).

It was the one thing you could be sure of, Lady Argent wanting to spare herself from the news by not getting reported by another Ranger.

Though still lost in thought, it’s easy to detect the waves on rage that now pour from Lady Argent’s mind into yours at your silence, as suddenly, she breaks your reminiscing by lunging at you. Her fingers quickly extended into sharp-pointed knives as she reaches for your face, but instead of simply waiting to be scratched, you catch her wrist in your hand easily, and twist her body away from yours to slam it against the waiting brick wall behind the two of you.

It’s like you didn’t even need to see her move.

“What?” you ask, feigning confusion at her shocked face, as she is now on her knees below you with some kind of crooked neck.

You don’t start to choke her. You don’t even mention her eyes. And even if she hates you, you can still read the recognition in her mind of the fact that you didn’t kick her down just to get revenge.

Because for once, she feels helpless and knows that you know it.

“Call me sometime, okay?” you taunt, laughing in her face the way she did at the eyeless and crying you, before leaning down to wipe her bleeding nose with your cape. She knows the gesture is not meant to be kind, and as her mind replays the swift way you were able to knock her off her feet, she is suddenly aware of how much powerful you really have gotten.

All because of an eye. The one that she took.

You straighten up, still looking down at her with your teeth bared in a smile. One eye cruel, and the other a mean, unblinking blue and orange. Both intense and focused.

iii.

You moan in pain as she peels back the bandages, blood vessels in your closed eye socket pounding against the heat of what you can only assume to be your brain overheated with the nasty fever you’ve been sporting since the incident itself. You grit your teeth as the dirty cloth is removed, now damp and warm from sweat, and the fact that you haven’t changed it in a few days. “Now, what did you do this time, Ophelia?” Dr. Mortum’s voice is neutral, though you know from your game of charades that she only starts to wonder aloud when she’s getting really curious and the probability of you actually responding is close to zero.

“Lady Argent,” you mutter, trying to be amused by Mortum’s long ‘ah’ at the confession. You’re not doing a great job at resisting the urge you have to reach up and press your knuckles into your head and relieve some of the pressure.

“I’m flattered that you chose to trust me, though it’s not recommended for any clients of mine,” Mortum continues, having wandered off after taking one good look at your ruined eye socket and deciding to search for one of her many stored medical kits, “but your assistant, I presume, is so sweet.”

You know who she’s referring to, but you’re just glad that everything worked out.

It took all of your remaining energy just to enter your puppet’s head one last time to give her a call. Begging her to come pick up your aching body and drive you away in the back of her car to replace the half of your face that Lady Argent destroyed, as this was something you couldn’t do yourself.

It took a couple days for her to find you, but she did, and it was a relief to see her, even if you were neither in your puppet or pretending. It’s funny how things work out.

All those self-stitched scars. For nothing.

“I assume we’re going with a full replacement?” she voices, having returned and seated herself at your side to begin the cleaning, soaking and opening process.

You cannot help the eager nod that escapes you, even though the saline solution Dr. Mortum starts applying to your face has you leaking red tears instantly.

“It will take a few weeks, and then more to recover…” she hesitates, exhaling, and you can tell she’s scanning you for any signs of danger, “but you can stay here.”

You know what she’s thinking, that even in your weak state you could be a danger to her practice. But from the way you look in the image of you in her head, you can tell there’s not much danger to even be had. You look so frail, sick, and destroyed. Not the mention, from the way she glances up and down your form, it’s almost as if you weren’t someone she was expecting to be the Ophelia.

But you are never what people expect.

And with that, she decides that due to your sickly state, you are not a liability. You are not about to jump up and destroy her or her lab. If you tried, you know it would be quite easy to stun you into submission and take out your remaining eye as punishment, too. She doesn’t have to think it to know it.

Because she pulled a gun on you once before.

But her thoughts have changed directions, almost easily, naturally, and you can tell now that what she’s thinking is kind. Suddenly, her thoughts of you are as an ally. No, a friend, and for all intents and purposes, you are dying of a high fever she know that in the hands of anyone else, could leave you as a pitiful, sightless corpse.

But Dr. Mortum isn’t cruel. She never has been, and you are glad when she responds to you in kind at the thought of the mutual understanding and benefits you could share if she does decide to help you. You do your best to push the thought her way instead of speaking.

She smiles finally, then, at least you hope that’s what she’s doing, and runs her cool knuckles across your bloody and sweat-stained forehead in a form of soothing reassurance that makes you feel like a child.

And you are not a child.

Though, you are glad that you’ve always been quite generous to her, and that it’s easy to look human in your sticky, skin tight pajamas.

Not there’s much you could really say if (or rather, when) she were to find out the truth, because existing can’t get much worse than this.

And if you were that someone else, anyone else, you’d love to respond to her contact. Her sweetness. Her power.

But you’re not, and it’s always been your puppet who she’s preferred, anyways.

But right now, you let yourself be sick. You let her touch you and welcome you into her waiting arms. Because she might not welcome you again.

“You’re lucky I’m a doctor, Mon Cherie,” she whispers finally, voice kind, body warm. And as you sink yourself into her and try to smile with closed eyes, you hope that it doesn’t look like an ugly, toothy grimace.

Because you know you are really, very lucky.

#fallen hero rebirth #fallen hero: rebirth #fallen hero #fallen hero: retribution #fallen hero spoilers #Im groggy i hope this is okay #sorry for the weird roman numerals i needed them for mobile readers

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Fashion Nova apologizes for T-shirt that resembles California wildfires: 'It was not our intent to offend or disrespect'

Fashion Nova says a computer error re-released a T-shirt it pulled last year during the Camp Fire in California. (Photo: Shoptagr)

Fashion Nova’s website re-listed a discontinued T-shirt that felt tacky to survivors of the California wildfires.

The clothing brand, headquartered in Los Angeles, had canceled the $19.99 black T-shirt with a burning house picture and the words “This must be paradise” in November during Camp Fire, disastrous wildfires that reportedly killed 86 people in Paradise, California. However, an electronic mistake, which occurred because of the company’s return policy, automatically reintroduced the shirt on Fashion Nova’s website.

The fire image bothered victims of the fire. “I was personally from that town and lost everything and I find it disrespectful,” a person tweeted. “Please remove the shirt off your store... smh.”

Fashion Nova tells Yahoo Lifestyle that production of the shirt stopped when the fires happened.

A shirt depicting a burning house with the words "this must be Paradise" reportedly on sale on Fashion Nova's website has sparked controversy in Northern California. https://t.co/josgt6VM65 pic.twitter.com/7ayjz8JRR3

— CBS Sacramento CBS13 (@CBSSacramento) June 1, 2019

Fashion Nova said a 2018 T-shirt of a burning house was accidentally re-published on its website, upsetting victims of Camp Fire in California. (Photo: Courtesy of Fashion Nova)

“We deeply apologize to anyone offended by the redistribution of the ‘This Must Be Paradise Tee,’” read a brand statement. “The graphic tee first went on sale July of 2018 and has no connection to Paradise, CA. The structure shown in the image is not a depiction of the town or any structure within the town of Paradise, CA. This is an unfortunate coincidence that we flagged immediately when the fires happened in November of 2018. At the time of the fires, the tee was pulled from our website completely.

“Due to our return process, the tee was relisted on our website through automatic processing,” it continued. “We have since pulled the tee from our site and are taking preventative steps to ensure a mishap such as this does not happen again in the future. It was not our intent to offend or disrespect those affected by The Camp Fire that took place in Paradise, CA in November 2018.” “California is our home. We see the heartbreaking impact these fires had, and continue to have, on our community every day. That is something we take very seriously. Our sincerest apologies and condolences go out to all the families, lives, and homes affected by the fires.”

Fashion Nova sent Yahoo Lifestyle a customer receipt from July showing the shirts were produced months before the disaster.