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supernatant · 4 months
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*Standing around Uranus on its side*
Chuck: So... who broke it? I'm not mad. I just want to know.
Samandriel: I did. I broke-
Chuck: No, no you didn't. Anna?
Anna: Don't look at me. Look at Michael.
Michael: What? I didn't break it. I was on Mercury.
Lucifer: Huh. That's weird. How'd you even know it was broken?
Michael: Because we’re standing next to it, and it’s broken!
Lucifer: [leans in on him] Suspicious.
Raphael: If it matters- probably not- but Gabriel was the last one to see it.
Gabriel: Liar! I never go out to that backwater orbit!
Raphael: Oh, really? Then what were you doing with plans for a huge moon around Uranus earlier?
Gabriel: Uriel asked me for them! Because, you know, my moon’s so great they call it THE MOON?
Castiel: Ok, ok! Let’s not fight! I broke it, let me fix it, Chuck!
Chuck: No! Who broke it?!
Michael: [looks at Uriel, then at Chuck] Dad... Uriel’s been awfully quiet.
Uriel, sweating: REALLY??
Michael: Yeah! Really.
Uriel: Oh, my God!
[everyone starts arguing at one another except Chuck]
Chuck: I broke it. Uriel’s new moon burned my hand, so I punched it and it knocked Uranus over. I predict ten minutes from now they'll be at each other's throats with war paint on their faces and a dragon’s head on a stick. [there's a loud boom and more shouting] Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.
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yourebeingsilly · 8 months
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I absolutely adore this particular timeline I get to live in ‘cause it basically keeps saying “take your favourite childhood hyperfixation and turn it into a canonically very gay tv show”
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angel-hole · 7 months
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SUPTOBER DAY 01 - liminal in the beginning
4 And I looked, and, behold, a whirlwind came out of the north, a great cloud, and a fire infolding itself, and a brightness was about it, and out of the midst thereof as the colour of amber, out of the midst of the fire.
5 Also out of the midst thereof came the likeness of four living creatures. And this was their appearance;
— Ezekiel 1:4—5
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drulalovescas · 1 year
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How it started
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How it ended
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solarcas · 1 year
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For my own bday/follower celebration - Prompts: angelic trueforms // sun imagery // glitter
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Lily Sunder's problem is that she's too normal to meddle with angels. She liked Ishim until she realized how unwordly and inhuman he is.
Ishim: Oh. What have you done? I shared all of our secrets with you, taught you all of our ways for your precious studies. I… I loved you.
Lily: You didn't love me. You were obsessed with me. That isn't love.
Ishim: I loved you. You threw me away for him.
She's seing love in a very human way (which is… normal, since she's human). But obsession and/or devotion is actually the way angels show their attachement.
(And being as close as physically possible.)
Meanwhile:
Cas gives up everything, kills tons of enemies and starts random apocalypses every season or so FOR Dean and Dean is all "Maybe he likes me" while every supernatural entity around are "there is something going on between them". They also have this tendency to stand on each other (personal space? they don't know her).
Adam (The First) and Seraphina are this insufferable (affectionate), touchy-feeling couple, linked to the hips… since thousands of years.
Then you have Adam and Michael, Benjamin and his vessel, literally sharing the same body and having none intention of going on separate ways (separate ways being going one inch away from each other).
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midnightsilver · 1 year
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@petrichoravellichor I promised you I’d try drawing Cas’ wings with my light pen. Here you go 😄
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quietwingsinthesky · 1 year
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HI inspired by the husband asks I am in need of Lucifer getting called (Sam’s? Or anyone tbh up to you) wife. Wife that angel do it.
oh boy if that’s the kind of thing you like, 100% recommend going and checking out uh. All of Lee’s (godsprettiestprincess) posts. You’ll love them. (and they definitely inspired the basis of at least the first half of this double drabble. yes. double. a little surprise gift 4 u.)
≖.≖ unless u are lee… in anon disguise… hmmm... sus......
After fighting, threats, and his fifth angel banishing sigil, Dean protests with petty insults. At least that means he’s one step closer to acceptance. Sam loves his brother, but…
“And you’re still here,” Dean mutters at Lucifer, who’s lounging on Sam’s motel bed. “Sam’s Stepford wife, always waiting for him to come home.” He glares at Lucifer. “Don’t you have a life?”
“He’s not my-“ Sam starts, but he glances at Lucifer.
The reference would sail over his head, but the wife bit, he has to understand. So why is his expression one of longing?
Sam can’t finish his sentence.
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One plus of loving an archangel: privacy is always a flight away. Sam needs to ask this question when they are alone. He can’t even face Lucifer when he does, has to hide his face in Lucifer's neck, murmuring between kisses.
“You’d like that?” Lucifer hums a question. “If you were my wife? If I called you that?”
Lucifer forgets to pretend to breathe.
Half-exhale, half-word, “please.”
Sam kisses him again. “My wife.” The word fits just right. “My beautiful wife.” A choke; Lucifer isn’t used to being called either of those things. “I love you.”
“Thank you,” Lucifer whispers.
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laufire · 2 years
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@heaven-ecologist​ angel appreciation week - day 1: true form / powers / vessel
  “Our connection, our relation is more a matter of scale of power. Haven't you learned yet? In this reality, monsters, humans, even angels –they are insects, atoms compared to us. But you… you're just a child, a mere infant. For you, the past two years, the entirety of your existence, feel like eons. You don't even know what time is. But you will. Real time, the time that makes mountains, that wipes out species. You'll see it all with me.
  Year by year, century by century, and as your power returns and grows, we'll only become more alike. Oh, I know. Your loyalty to Castiel, the Winchesters, the rest of humanity? It will fade. And so will the minor differences –angel armies versus monster armies, this Kansas City or that Kansas City, one world from another– they'll fade, too.”
[Caption: gifs from Supernatural, showing the apocalypse world version of Michael flashing angelic eyes. The first gif shows the version of Michael possessing a female vessel played by Felisha Terrel, tilting their head and smiling. The second one shows Michael possessing Rowena, walking amidst hunters’ corpses in the bunker and blood splattered on Rowena’s neck and face. In both gifs, the image of Michael blends with a nebulae in movement.]
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supernatant · 8 months
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Learned that Cassiel, the angel Castiel was based on, guards Saturn, so here are some headcanons that formed
-He and Agiel (the other seraph who guards Saturn) worked together to make it and its moons
-He’s also the guardian of one of the palaces of Heaven (unclear which one), so now in my headcanon each planet in the solar system has/is a gate to a subsection of Heaven.
-Castiel created the rings of Saturn by accident when he made a new moon too close to the planet and it got destroyed. Everyone thought they looked cool so they were allowed to stay
-The shepherd moons in the rings are like his zen garden
-He keeps making moons out of boredom and silent competition with whoever guards Jupiter. Moons Georg
-whatever the heck is going on with Janus and Epimetheus’ shared orbit was him putting them too close to each other and finding an unorthodox way of fixing it. The Virtues hate him for it. They draw straws whenever it’s time to make them turn around.
-His favourite moon is Enceladus and he likes to chill in the underground oceans when he wants alone time
-He hates Mimas because of the horrible screaming noise it makes. He and Dean watch Star Wars and when it gets to ‘that’s no moon’ he says ‘Ugh, why is Mimas in this’. Maybe it’s where they keep Zazel (demon of Saturn).
-Headcanon Agiel and Castiel are the angel equivalent of twins, but they have a yin-yang thing going on.
-Castiel is the goth one, being the angel of solitude and tears and also an angel of death.
-Agiel’s wings are different shades of silver
-As an intelligence angel, Agiel is a chatterbox and a major nerd. Unfortunately they also work for Naomi :(
-I am about to turn them into an OC
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cowboyslikedean · 8 months
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would anyone like to read the first draft of a spn fic prologue plus the full fic outline and send me thoughts on it <33
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decapodparty · 1 year
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it is imperative to the supernatural that lives in my head that the angels get a cosmic break room. you finish your shift of practicing choirs or smiting blasphemes and then you fuck off to this giant dentist’s reception room where there are a couple hundred other angels who are also chilling. and usually its just gossiping or board games or whatever. but sometimes someone cool and important will swing in and its like the twentysomething manager bringing food for everyone. but sometimes its naomi and everyone immediately goes back to work early
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michaelmilligan · 2 years
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Thinking about John Dee and Sir Edward Kelly from an SPN standpoint is SO funny, like what if that was really angels talking to them?? Was Gabriel drunk that century? Did Metatron think people should read the boss' words in the original? WHO took the time to teach these guys Enochian. Did Serafina try to plant the seeds for God's destruction? Was Castiel rebelliously passing knowledge to the humans, only to be made to forget via lobotomy?
MICHAEL WAS THAT YOU, WERE YOU SO BORED AND FRUSTRATED AND NONE OF THE ANGELS NEEDED/WANTED YOUR GUIDANCE THAT YOU CHOSE TO PLAY ANCIENT LIT TEACHER???
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gayangelcrimes · 2 years
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"Teaching poetry to fish" is a cool metaphor sure but I think "explaining an eclipse to cats" would've been better
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raz-writes-the-thing · 2 months
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Monthly Pity Party (Supernatural One-Shot)
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Team Free Will x AFAB!GN!Reader / requests are open
Summary: Your cramps are kicking your ass this month, though you do wish the boys would quit throwing pity parties for you.
Fic type: period comfort
SPN: @wereallbrokenangels (send an ask to be added to a tag list!)
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"I think I might actually die, like, for real," you groaned, rubbing at your forehead irritably. "I mean- if we ever do find the bastard, I'd like to ask why he or she or they said 'fuck you in particular' to people with vaginas and uteri and all that bullshit."
"Yes, it's not something I was able to fully understand from his plans," Castiel replied, seeming to only be half listening. Your hand shot to your lower belly, breath sucking sharply between your teeth. "Though it does serve a purpose... if... that may provide some comfort to you."
"You know," you groaned, resisting the urge to curl yourself into a ball and pass away on the spot. "It really doesn't, Cas."
Sam stood from his favourite spot at the table, picked your socked feet off the end of the lounge and sat down again while pulling them into his lap. You gave the gentle giant a soft yet strained smile and he squeezed your left foot to show he was listening.
"Dean will be back soon," he said by way of comfort. You were also pretty sure it was a diversion to nip your conversation with Castiel in the bud before it got too heated or too existential. You had a habit of doing that during your time of the month.
Speaking of- the sound of the bunker door closing heralded the arrival of beers for the boys and treats for you. Special treats that you only really reserved for that horrendous week once a month where you weren't able to hunt half the things on your to-get list, or even sometimes able to stay awake for longer than three hours.
"All right," came Dean's voice from around the corner. "Party time. I've got the goods. Beer, pie, skittles, and... all the other crap you asked for." He placed the two bags of groceries and goodies onto the coffee table before gesturing for you to move so he could settle down on the couch with you.
You made space for him and then he patted his lap for you to lay back down again. You settled your head down in his lap as he used his arm to screw the lid of his beer off and chucked the metal disc onto the table.
"Oh Cas, I forgot to heat the thing up," Dean mumbled, giving you an apologetic squeeze on the shoulder before pointing to your homemade wheat bag. "Be a good Angel and do the thing?"
Castiel picked up the wheat bag and disappeared into the kitchen. Hopefully after his stint as a human, he'd know how to use the microwave to heat it up properly. Honestly though, if your skin was able to withstand it, you'd love the direct heat of the sun over your cramps.
Dean leaned forward, grabbed one more beer from the table and passed it to his brother who thanked him quietly. Then he passed you the bag of skittles and watched you rip the thing open and shove a handful into your mouth with a moan of relief that bordered on pornographic.
"I don't know how you eat those," Dean said sceptically. You chewed on the lollies a few more times before swallowing.
"They taste good," you replied as if that was a good enough answer to it all. "And shut up, I've seen some of the stuff you've shoved down your gullet."
"Shut up, Sam-" Dean quipped as Sam snorted out a laugh at your signature bantering. "But fair point."
You let out another hiss as your cramp amped it up once again. Your voice evened out into a rather pained and elongated word not fit for young ears and Dean's brows furrowed in concern.
"Dean, you get like this every month. It's just a few days of discomfort- and if Cas wasn't so wiped right now, he'd make it all go away for me. It's nothing I can't handle. Promise."
Dean took a moody sip of his beer and rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, well, I don't have to like it, all right?"
You were saved from having to put too much thought into your response as Cas reappeared from the kitchen, wheat bag in hand. He handed it to you and you placed it over your abdomen. Instantly the heat began soaking through your skin to ease the ache beneath.
"I'm sorry I can't heal you in my current state," Castiel apologised before sitting down stiffly in the single-seater armchair. You sighed, chowing down on a couple more lollies.
"Look guys," you said, pulling your head and feet out of the Winchesters' laps and sitting up. You pressed the heat pack against your abdomen and leaned back against the couch. "I know you all mean well, but it's just a period. You don't have to pity me. I'll be all right after some Advil and some comfort food. A snuggle or two wouldn't hurt either. But I'm not going to have any more of these pitiful apologies and concerned looks."
The three of them looked at each other and then back at you again. Dean and Sam both took a swig and nodded respectfully.
"Sure thing," Sam replied with one of those blink-and-you-miss-it acknowledging smiles.
"Uh-huh," was Dean's answering reply. You knew what that meant. He'd humour you for a day or two and be right back at his usual schtick. But that was fine. You kinda liked it when he was just a little worried over you.
"Right then," you said decisively, giving Castiel a very pointed look. "I'm going to lay back down and we're all going to watch a movie. I am going to grumble about my cramps and we're all going to have a great time, yes? Good."
"Yes dear," Dean reached for the remote for the television. "Now- Cas, I know better than to ask our menstruating friend here what we're gonna watch so- your pick."
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angelsdean · 1 year
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ALSO remember one of he first ideas jensen and danneel had for a show in the spn universe was "cas and his garrison of angels" AND robbie said he wanted to write a cas spinoff too. AND jensen and misha discussed having cas come back in the winchesters but decided it wasn't the right time (bc deancas reunion needs it's own space ok). AND jensen said he hopes we get to see deancas reunite. AND danneel is thee biggest casgirl miss "i know all his lines." we're seeing cas again at some point besties, it's just fact. and dean's not staying dead bc jensen is insane abt him<3
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