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ooo very fun, thank you @terminus11 !

Currently Reading: Just finished re-reading The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes! Not sure what I'm going to read next

Last Song: Under Attack by ABBA

Last Film: Stand by Me

Last Series: Honestly haven't watched any shows recently, but let's say Smosh Summer Games counts

Sweet/Salty/Savory: Sweet :3

Tea or Coffee: neither, but I like the smell of both

Working on: Currently laying out my university's student newspaper and getting ready for classes!

Tags: I don't know too many people, but I'll tag @asleepwalkingfish <33

Tag Game 🎉

My liege lord @walkingaline summoned me for a round of Nine People You Want To Get To Know Better

Currently Reading: Salem's Lot by Stephen King (less than 100 pages in, still getting to know the cast in typical King fashion), The Celluloid Closet by Vito Russo (continuing my quest to read everything James Somerton stole. Fascinating book so far!), David Bowie Made Me Gay by Darryl Bullock (picked this on a whim and now I'm on a mission to put every song mentioned in one huge playlist)

Last Song: Sara by Fleetwood Mac

Last Film: Kpop Demon Hunters (of course I loved it)

Last Series: Revolutionary Girl Utena (I just finished this, and as soon as I watch the movie I'm starting the whole thing over again)

Sweet/Salty/Savory: I'm in the mood for savory at the moment

Tea or Coffee: they're both essential, but I've got coffee in front of me right now

Working On: getting more familiar with Ellipsus, trying to get back into way too many WIPs, making my way through a stack of library books, giving my hands a rest from too many knitting/crochet projects, trying to manage stress and anxiety

Tagging: @xoperidottea @maryshelleysgrave @stunudo @letsby and I'm having a weird brain day today, so I'm leaving it at four, but don't let that stop you

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oh this is so fun, thank you @fonafromtheswamp

o - only cry in the rain by chuu

l - lavish by twenty one pilots

i - i swear by sistar

v - voulez vous by abba

i - ice cream cake by red velvet

a - anxiety by doechii

I do not know enough people on tumblr to tag lmao

MOOT / TAG GAME !

mission— spell your real name / name you use on tumblr with songs you like >< ready, set, go !

m — my love, mine all mine (mitski)

i — i love you, i’m sorry (gracie abrams)

c — coraline (lyn lapid)

k — killshot (magdalena bay)

i — i know you (faye webster)

e — either way (ive)

tagging— @puma-riki @flwrstqr @liwinly @woniefication @lilificationn @stvrriki @okwonyo + anyone else who wants to join !

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i don’t know about you girlies but the way the cw’s supernatural literally said “the one single difference that makes this universe special from every other universe out there, the only event that puts you outside of the plan of a vengeful and petty god who wants to destroy you for sport, is an angel who, in this universe only, raised the michael sword from hell and promptly fell so deeply and swiftly in love that he never obeyed another heavenly order again. through the unexpected experience of human love, a weapon of god discovered free will, and this world was never under His control again” has me fully fucking spit roasted. it’s 2020 and supernatural (2004-2020) decided to go all in on the idea that our deepest expression of free will is love, and that the person who will save the universe from destruction is an angel who thought of himself as nothing more than a good soldier until he laid hands on one singular human soul and raised him from perdition. they said gay love DID and WILL CONTINUE TO piece the veil and save the day!!!! and not even god can do shit about that!!!!!!!!!!!

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heehee thank you @fonafromtheswamp for tagging me

rules: you’re starring in a movie with the last person saved in your camera roll, and the last song you listened to is the title… who/what is it?

imagining I'm in the devil wears prada with castiel. or misha, very equally silly.

don't really have anyone to tag but I'll double with fiona on @terminus11

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Bam Bam knows what you are

bam bam to those guys in that episode of guesthouse with jihyo

also thanks to my lovely wife @ollie-bees for the idea lol

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The Empty is not cold, but Dean shivers anyway. The Empty is not hot, but nervous sweat runs down Dean’s back. The Empty is nothing, but Dean’s chest constricts and the air feels heavy and it chokes him with every breath. Dean hums off and on; notes of AC/DC and the thin gold strand wrapped around his waist are his only tethers to life—the only things to remind him there is another life to live. But Jack and Sam are waiting for him to get back, and his angel is waiting for him to come.

It seems to have been days since he started. He doesn’t know how time passes here.

When he finally reaches Castiel—really a body covered in a trenchcoat with the life stripped out of him—he pauses. He takes a moment to drink in the fact that a piece of Cas is here. When Cas had gone this time, it was with nothing left behind, not a body, not a trenchcoat, not even an angel blade. If this is the last time Dean is going to see him, he needs a minute to take it in.

But the clock is ticking and the forces of the world are watching, waiting for him to pass this trial.

Still tucked in the sleeve of the trenchcoat is Cas’s blade. Dean steadies his hand and swipes against Cas’s throat. The small bits of grace that were left float out and into the bottle in Dean’s other hand. When it’s all there, he shoves the lid on tight and sets it on dark ground.

When Cas’s eyes flutter open, Dean pulls him up, cradling the back of his head. When Cas’s eyes narrow, Dean squeezes his hand. When Cas’s eyes then widen with recognition, acknowledgement of what is happening, Dean pulls him close.

“Don't do that again,” he says.

And Castiel can’t speak.

“I’ll get you out of here.”

And Castiel can only nod.

“You have to trust me.”

Castiel pulls back. “Of course I trust you, Dean.”

Something like a tear forms in Dean’s eyes. “You have to follow me. You have to promise to follow me and trust me.” Deep breath in. “And you have to stay. You have to come back and then you have to stay.”

Cas nods, choked with desire and disbelief. “I’ll stay as long as you’ll have me.”

And as much as Dean wants to say ‘forever then,’ he can only smile and pull Cas up.

“Okay.”

And then, once Cas is steady on his feet, Dean will turn around and start walking. He will walk and hear no footsteps behind him. But Cas said he would stay, so he must be there. And when Dean starts off, shaky in his steps but not looking back, Cas will follow. Dean will say nothing and his soul will feel far away. But Dean said he wants him to stay, so it must be true. Even after hours have passed and no words have been shared and all he wants to do is turn to see if Cas is there, Dean will keep walking. And Cas will follow.

The Fates themselves might stop to watch the march. The angels will pause their heavenly duties and the demons will halt their sinning in recognition of this test. The new Death might smile as she puts a book back on her shelf. The Empty itself might release its tendrils, sedated enough with the grace of a cracked angel and willing to give up the fight.

And when the portal is there and Dean steps through, he will let out the breath he has been holding in his chest. And with a gasp, he will begin to turn, to reach for the angel he knows is there. But Sam will grab him first, keep him facing forward until Cas is through and the portal is closed and the tragedy of the millennia is avoided.

Only then will Cas revel in his new humanity, in the golden light of the bunker, and let out a laugh of that true happiness. And Dean will turn and pull him close and bury his head in Cas’s shoulder as though there is no other place he should be.

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"Dean could be Orpheus and Castiel could be Eurydice," I say. No one claps. But then Misha Collins stands up and says, "She's right"