#( thank you for the ask hun!! i didn't take a million years to write it yaaaay gfgjhfgjdhf

[shiningstages]

5. forehead kiss ( Elsner giving to Ginger! )

@waywardcollective | kiss meme

For how fun-loving, bright and cheery, center-of-attention aura and energy the woman could be, even Ginger could feel a bit exhausted at a party. Become a wallflower or blend into the crowd; act as if she wasn't even there at all. It was part of her job at P.A.S.E., so of course she had to be good at it. But, if the other Marchands especially were here, they'd know that Ginger must've had something on her mind. Whether it was the littlest thing or one of the biggest events in her life, a single thought that went too long in her mind could give her pause.

Maybe it was the tension in the air that even she couldn't clear up. Despite the festivities - pastries made by yours truly and her little helpers, decorations they could all scrounge up thrown together as best they could, soft, festive music echoing from one of the record players - they were still hiding out. This was still the workplace where they saved people starving for emotions, makeshift meeting rooms holding memories of raid plans, along with announcements of plenty of both good and bad news throughout the year. Maybe that's what it was - the bad finally outweighing the good in her mind? They...they lost so many this year. Progress and change was exchanged for more lives than what Elsner preached or ever wanted - more than any of them ever wanted to give up. Yet they all pressed onward towards the hope for a better tomorrow; towards the eradication of both emotions and synths; towards a simple, peaceful moment in life...

Maybe she was just lonely amidst it all. She had her brothers and her cute little niece, Eli and all of her other close friends, and Elsner close to her heart. But the thought of everything throughout the year finally catching up to her, she just felt...Weak, and lonely in not wanting to share that fact. To take a moment for herself. One of the best operatives praised for her work couldn't be seen by anyone impressionable or new, especially not with wet eyes. It was all silly - every dark thought that passed in her mind was met with a scoff or light laugh to herself. It wasn't like her to hold so much in. Nor was it like her to let everyone else wallow in a similar fashion, having cheered up plenty at this little shindig before disappearing to a distant, empty hallway. Sipping at her drink, trying to calm herself while reminiscing over fond memories and chiding her inner demon.

She really wasn't herself tonight, for Elsner couldn't have snuck up on her so easily. Her bangs are brushed up gently, and warm lips are placed as a soft kiss on her forehead, before Ginger even has a moment to react. The action makes her so startled that a few tears leave her defenses, gazing up at the man, wide-eyed and speechless. It takes her too long to catch her breath, clear her throat, feel the rise of blush on her cheeks. "Elsner, I, um, don't think there's any mistletoe hanging about out here." She isn't looking around to corroborate her claim. She's only looking into his eyes. Trying to find a meaning; a feeling...Not caring, yet caring so much. "...Elsner, um...C-Can I...?" Her voice croaks, and her hands move upwards unconsciously until they hover in-between what little space they have between them. Near his face. Ready to brush his cheek or comb his hair, or do some playful little ruffle, poke, pinch, squeeze, even pour a bit of her drink on him so she choose it...Yet she can't move, blindsided by herself that she's startled once again into inaction. Her blush deepens, and she can't help but let out a sheepish, giddy little laugh, covering her face with both her glass and her useless hands. "Oooh~ God above..." She groaned out, muffled in her palms, sniffling when she finally reveals herself again to the man. Smiling at the idiot she was being right now, yet she wonders if he was none the wiser to her inner workings. Maybe he read her like an open book. Maybe she would be forever shut up. "...What do you see in front of you right now, Elsner?" Words soft and dainty like she had become, a tremor in her tone, smile warm like the sun while the rainclouds still held true in her eyes.

[nezukiya-yesha]

Muichiro x F!reader (your 13)

"After a long day"

(reader insert warning! fluff)

It was quite a long day with you, Muichiro's disciple training to use your sword.

"your doing good with your swinging. All you need is a little more reaction time and speed."

Says Muichiro.

You nod your head as you land back on your feet, and yeah, the reason why you couldn't leave the mist hashira's training is because of how fragile and sort of slow you are, but you are slowly developing of course👏

"Yes Mu!"

You call him 'Mu' as short cut for 'Muichiro'! Funsies!🙃

Oh and he doesn't mind because-

🖕: Your a year younger than him (he respects your spirit)

✌️: Your in good terms with him

👌: He likes you (I'm crazy, you don't have to remind me)

💅: (so pretty) You know about his training with the Obanai and Sanemi so he lets you observe and watch him till you know his moves

🖐️: You usually visit him in his mansion to give him the randomest food, yeah food😏

Now Anyway let's timeskip after the training (it was kinda like Tanjiro's)

IT'S NOT MY FAULT I'M JUST TOO LAZY TO WRITE WHAT HAPPENED BUT YOU HIT YOUR HEAD BECAUSE YOU TRIPPED AND YOU WERE A LITTLE DIZZY OKAY.

You followed Muichiro to their training place as usual, but you however felt like someone was eyeing on you, and yes you can hear millions of footsteps once you take off your earbuds, but the footsteps weren't spiders nor ordinary animals (you had sensitive ears which results you to hear things 5 minutes away. SBG things *Ashlyn Banner*)

-

Of course, you wanted to tell Muichiro but you didn't wanna ruin his training with the other hashiras so you kept quiet, it wasn't that serious, or so you thought.

TIMESKIP I'M RUNNING OUT OF BATTERY

At the time you both reached it to the place where the hashiras trained, like usual you took one earbud off just in case and observed how they fought.

But this time

Obanai and Sanemi asked you to join, to test your skills

"Oi, I think I'd had enough of you just staring at us like that."

Said Sanemi

"Join us."

Said Obanai

"I agree with them Y/N."

Happily said Muichiro

You stuttered on your answer but of course, you couldn't turn down, so you took both your earbuds off for better awareness of the soroundings.

"Yes."

you said

"Come at me kid"

says Sanemi with a grin.

But of course, you weren't very reckless to attack, you knew that you would immediately lose once you dont pay attention to your soroundings so you used your breathing technique instead.

"Bunny breathing... second form: Agility."

(I made it myself😍)

Your Bunny breathing gives you the abilities of a rabbit such as high jumping, speed, reaction time (that basically needs leveling up) and you can dissappear in the air and leaving a bunny as trace.

(So good right😏)

Thanks to your hearing you were able to avoid any of Sanemi's attacks while running around him as Obanai and Muichiro just watched from the side, drinking water that you bought for them.

You were almost gonna land an attack on Sanemi but he used his Wind Breathing to throw you away.

But before that...

"Bunny breathing, seventh form:Trace"

You manage to escape from Sanemi's sight once again while a poor bunny was being thrown into the air but suddenly, Muichiro disappeared and caught the bunny and bought it back, petting it(I can imagine it being so cuuuteeee😩)

Timeskip you lost and went bavk yo Muichiro's mansion😔

After you arriveeed

"Y/N I like you."

LIKE WE WENT STRAIGHT TO THE CUDDLING HUNS

He was the small spoon, his face on the crook of your neck while you two fell asleep.

In the more you were both caught by Mu's students, including Tanjiro.

FINNALY AFTER A LONG DAY YOU WENT BACK TO REST WITH HIM IN HIS MANSION. EVERY. SINGLE. DAY.

[helpistolethesecharacters]

Awwww that is so sweet of you! I can't stop blushing~ Your response literally made my entire day. 😂😂😆😍

First of all, before I write my request, I want to warn you...My usual requesting looks like this...: I think about my request, daydream about it how it should be, write it down, million hours struggling with simple "Can you write this and that" and eventually end up with something that looks like a blurb or really short one-shot of what I want (Idk what is this, I'm not the writer 😅😅). So yeah, it looks like I didn't let you have any space or your way with this story and drown you in useless information and I'm just UNABLE to do this in easy way...

But please, know one thing...You can read it, take what you like, remove something completely or add something, I'll be really happy with anything you write form me, really...😊😊

Okay here goes my request ⬇:

I hope you watched The Infinity War and The Endgame...it can be set in any time before Thanos, but you know, Tony is 53 in these movies so it makes sense.

Could I please request a one-shot with Tony Stark and Demon/beast male reader?

Some reader's characteristics which you can completely ignore 😑 (facepalm): He's super tall, handsome, young. Has pale white skin, his hair is white as well, has horns, a long armored tail, and lava-like eyes (color).

This is happening freshly after the events of infinity war and endgame (Tony survives). The reader starts to realize once again he's a demon capable of living 1000+ years and is witnessing Tony get older and older which makes him unbearably stressed, anxious, and depressed. He's so overwhelmed with these disgusting emotions so much his heart is literally melting and flows out of his chest at the same time as his tears (both look like and are lava). He hides somewhere far far away, cold and lifeless, but even here all his thoughts are eating him alive and he goes boom (his heart literally explodes which causes a volcanic eruption. Tony on the other hand is panicking because he can't find a reader but hears the news that somewhere, where volcanic activity isn't possible is suddenly literal hell on earth. Tony then notices a trail of magma and burnt places, puts one and one together, and goes to confront/comfort his partner. When he arrives he sees how bad it is, calls the reader's name as loud as he can, which the reader catches perfectly, and then Tony droops on him thousands of liters of seawater (with a plane). After a few minutes, he flies down to find his love which is in the puddle of water, a little bit shaken up. I leave the ending up to you, just please teeth rooting fluff, maybe some tears.

You can ask me If something doesn't make sense, and for a love of god, don't push yourself too much, I know lots of writer who decided to write for people on tumblr and with time they started to hate it and stopped writting or left because it was just too much for them and I want you to take care of yourself and be kind to your body and your mental health. You are seriously one hell of a sweet person and I would love to see your blog grow. 😁😁😁😙

This memes is everything I feel right now:

Thank you and have a nice day hun! 😁❤

Sorry for it being hella long. 😭😖😓🙏

Thank you so much hun! I've finished your request, and tagged you, but I'll put a link below for if you can't find it

All I can say is wow! This took ages, but I hope you like it because I had a lot of fun writing it. I left the ending sort of open but happy, so I hope it's good enough!

Death Does Not Discriminate Between The Sinners And The Saints (Part 1)

It Takes And It Takes And It Takes (Part 2)

[sinnabonka]

Hey Hun! Lots of love to you. For starters I wanted to say that there should be no cell in your body blaming yself in any way. You and your blog were hope for so many people. You were the "you are not crazy" of the final weeks, and I'm forever grateful to you. Instead of dying of anxiety I managed to have a blast in this time of waiting, thanks to you. I passed my master thesis, because you gave me strength to see past the fear. I laughed in those weeks more than in last 5 years, and all of it because of the hope you gave me.

The rest of the msg is going to be pretty emotional rant about the awfulness of it all, and I know my opinion doesn't matter to anyone but I wanted someone important to me to hear my thoughts, if that's ok. It's also ok if you don't want to read it ofc. It's like my breakup letter to the show.

I hear many people cheering for the finale and i find it really hard to deal with. I always considered myself an open person who fights for healthy love as the only redeeming quality of the universe. I could see people's point of view, even if it didn't sit well with mine, and I would always try to hear them out respectfully until they weren't being respectful themselves. That said, I'm fully unable to understand cheering for this type of spiteful content and hearing those cheers makes me feel like the entire world is listening to "this is how you treat your fans, this is how to abuse your power over naive sheep, this is how to keep dumb, hopeful minorities in check" and taking notes.

It also upsets me that the people who gave this show all of themselves and tried to understand it to the core are given no resolution, are spitted on and buried under the rug for doing their best to appreciate the art and the story it was telling. Yet people, who just hang around and watch the show doing the dishes, with no consideration to it's story or characters, got as nonsensical ending as their whole idea of character development in SPN.

I know people say that it was good enough, because it leaves space for guessing and own interpretation, but I feel it's really undermining the extend to which the finale was awful and hurtful to the fans. There is no end that realistically could stop fanfic writers from finding way around it in the world of Supernatural, so saying it was thoughtful of them Is like excusing abusive partner because "they could hit me harder, but they didn't. That means they care"

Lose ends, characters being written in a way that is totally not true to them and their development (personally my biggest allegation), dismissing years of story development, proving that it was all 'queerbaiting' in big part in the end (hell, even the whole "Cas is in heaven so do with it what you will" is a shameful way of appalling to LGBTQ community after using them so hard.

In the pie scene, the roles should be swapped, it's Dean who should say that Cas is on his mind and Sam explaining him that it's only right to keep on living doing good in their name. That's what Dean told Sam at the beginning of the season, when Sam lost Rowena, so it would be at least a bit poetic. This would at least give us some truth from Dean for once, but he died how he lived, in shadow of his fear to be true towards his feelings and needs. And as he died, he bound his little brother to the hunting till the end of his days, by guilting him into it on his deathbed. Guess Dean took after his father.

Have you realised what that emotional "love speech" from Dean to Sam resulted in? It was writers taking back Cas' confession after they didn't need our viewership anymore.

They basically gave us love confession to get us to follow the finale and when they didn't need us anymore, not only they didn't commit to the confession, but they undermined it by having Dean's speech to Sam go the way it did with obviously higher emotional charge, successfully taking back the value of Cas' confession and making it about a bait for "Tumblr idiots"

Finale killed my feelings towards Destiel, not because it wasn't confirmed canon, but because from what I see in the episode, they canonically confirmed that

- for Dean, Cas was only means to an end, which is such an awful way of ending Cas' character arc. They gave him everything he was scared of and nothing close to consolation price and they dare to tell us he had a happy ending, "because they said so". Well, I didn't see him being happy, and knowing what i textually know i can empathise enough to say that he faced a miserable finish. Even Chuck got an end that was better than Cas' fate.

- Dean, given power to do anything he could dream of, chooses to not even greet Cas, after Cas gave his whole life to Dean, told him he loved him and died for him. I know some people consider the little smirk of Dean confirmation of his feelings, but let's be real for just a second. If someone you deeply loved for years confessed to you, told you they thought you don't love them back, you would be freaking running to see them and tell them how much you love them. That smirk to me reads as "I'm relieved to know you're not going to spend eternity in mega hell that i left you in" and we really need to stop giving credit to writers for scraps like this when it's the last episode ever and we know this isn't going anywhere.

Not to mention that by having Jack bring Cas back behind the scenes it just highlights the fact that Dean didn't ask him to do that in episode 19.

As result, I'm unable to look at any Destiel scene and not think "in here Cas already loved him and in here Dean already abuses the power he had over Cas, because of his one-sided love"

And yet, the episode and endgames for everyone (maybe not Sam, but he was seriously pinning for Dean his entire life. Wincest much?) managed to be so bad, that not even bringing Cas back or following up on Destiel would make a difference in my eyes. I know you believe that Destiel would save it, but for me as much as it would be a redeeming quality, it wouldn't be enough to save this awfulness that writer doomed characters with.

And all the Wincest scenes in the finale... I low key expected them to make out and it made me feel physically sick. Also, cutting Misha out because of coronavirus is a cheap excuse. We all know better than to believe that, so let's not fall for the self pity play from the abuser.

If you managed to stay with me till this point, thank you so much for hearing me out. I hope i didn't anger you with my monologue. I will always think of the lamp when i think of you. The reality is that you were the lamp for so many of us in this darkness.

Love you so much, wish all the best to you, take care of yourself and stay safe!

Oh my god, if I didn’t cry with the final, I definitely am crying now. And now I have to explain my partner why I’m staring at my laptop and sobbing ugly. What have you done? 

First of all, I hear you pain, my friend! I share it! I didn’t spend a second after the final without the feeling of my heart being shuttered into million pieces, being stitched back just to break again, and so on and so on. 

I had my first panic attack in two years yesterday, when I kept thinking about the message the show sent to the fandom via Dean’s fate. I have a few posts in my draft on the matter, but I am not sure I will ever share them, because it is one strong depresso, and I don’t think people following me should see how fucked up it really is (if they didn’t get it by themselves, of course). 

I want to remind you, my gentle soul, that the story belongs to us. We know Dean, we know Cas, we know Sam and others. We know that the final is not who they are! I know it’s hard to ignore the text, the canon, because it’s kinda godsent, but the truth is essential. And the final is not the truth.

The truth: 

Cas loves Dean, he sacrificed himself for him, he saved his life on multiple occasions, he told all those beautiful things and he meant every word.

Dean loves Cas, he was on his lowest every time he lost him, Cas was his “big win”, his best friend, his brother, his white light that lead him out of his anger, hatred and despair. He took a dog and called it Miracle, he was looking for a job to retire from hunting, he didn’t kill Chuck - all of that, because the sacrifice Cas made was not in vain! The message was clear. 

I choose to ignore the “Carry on”, the only attention it is going to get is me creating 20 more mails just to put a one star review there and to drop some more salty or bitter comments with it. Maybe I will read through some reviews, too, add them to my collection. 

Maybe I will one day write here an article from scriptwriting perspective how fucked up in was, because that’s what I can do about it, without throwing up. 

If you can’t ignore it, I understand it. It is painful, it is disrespectful, I hate it as much as you do, probably. 

If there’s anything I can do for you to feel better, just drop me a message, we can talk about it. I am on the lowest, too, but maybe we can help each other.

You say I was your lamp. Let me lead you our of the darkness one more time <3 

CW can suck my metaphorical dick (I’m tagging every angry post with it), but Supernatural is not just the show on CW, it’s a big family. 

And you can’t give up on it! You can’t give up on Dean and Cas, you can’t give up on Destiel! It’s so much bigger then the show itself.

Rediscover the show for yourself, remind yourself that Dean and Cas are real, it was never one sided, it was always something amazing. 

What is real? We are.

Don’t you ever change.

I rather have you, cursed or not.

It’s love, hun, and love always wins.