#You are my eternal summer

[cannedkopi]

The final chapter of "You are my eternal summer" is up on AO3! Enjoy!

[shanastoryteller]

The day his deal comes due, Sam goes missing.

Dean tells himself it’s nothing, that he’s gotten caught up in some research, some last ditch, hail mary nonsense and that he’s just turned his phone off and everything’s fine, that he wouldn’t do something stupid, that he wouldn’t break his promise.

He tells himself that for the first two minutes after he cracks his eyes open and sees the empty bed across from him, and the first time his call goes straight to voicemail, and not much after that. Sam’s broken his promises over things significantly less important to him than his brother’s life.

Dean is dressed and in the Impala five minutes later, heart thudding wildly in his chest. He calls Bobby, Ellen, everyone he can think of, but none of them have heard from Sam, none of them have eyes on him. Sam was with him last night, even if he boosted a car, there’s only so far he can get.

He keeps calling, keep searching, desperate to stop whatever he’s trying to do, to find him, to see his brother one last time before he’s dragged to hell. To make sure Sam is going to be okay after he’s dragged to hell. But the hours tick down, the sun sets, and he can’t find a trace of him. He’s so exhausted and heart sick that when he goes to call Sam again it takes him a long time to read the number on his phone, eyes swimming, the time not making any sense.

1:03

That’s not possible.

That’s not –

His phone rings, blocking out the time with Bobby’s name across the screen, and he answers it but his throat is too thick to say anything.

“Dean?” Bobby says tentatively. “Are you – I got an email from Sam. It just said, I mean, did–“

“What did it say, Bobby?” he asks, even though he’s sure he knows.

Bobby sucks in a breath at his voice, because he knows just as well as Dean that he should be screaming in hell right now, not answering his phone. “To take care of you.”

Dean drops the phone, hears Bobby still talking as he grips the wheel and presses his forehead against the back of his hands. This is what he’d been afraid of. This is why he hadn’t wanted to mess with the deal in first place. This is the one thing he’d begged Sam not to do.

It's easy to find a crossroad.

The demon is laughing at him when it shows up, wicked grin in a pretty face. “That didn’t take you long, boy.”

It’s a different demon than the one he delt with, obviously, but Dean figures they all know the same shit, since demons are a bunch of gossips. “This wasn’t the deal. My brother lives and I die.”

“You traded your soul for your brother’s life,” she corrects, so amused by all this that all he wants to do is kill her, to exorcise her, to make her scream. “Just like your father traded his for yours. There’s no reason Sammy can’t make his own trade. Man, but is your family fucked up. Maybe if you’d just settled down like little Sammy wanted, you wouldn’t all be bargaining for each other’s lives like haggling at a flea market.”

“Untrade it,” he snaps. “My soul for him alive, come on, no year, no waiting, you bring him back and take me to hell right now.”

She laughs in his face. “You don’t have anything to bargain with, boy.”

“My soul,” he repeats, “That’s what this is about, isn’t?”

“Oh, it’s what it’s all about,” she says. “But Sammy’s a clever boy. You know that, don’t you? He didn’t trade his soul for your life, he didn’t have to. You didn’t die. No, he traded it for your soul. Sorry, honey, but your credits been declined.”

At first he doesn’t understand. Sam traded his soul for Dean’s, exactly, so there’s no reason he can’t trade it right back. Then he gets it.

She sees the exact moment it clicks, the moment despair and horror sweep across his face too quickly for him to stop them. “That’s right. Little brother owns your soul now. For some reason he didn’t think you’d take proper care of it. You have it because that’s where he wants it, but no one will be making any deals with you, Dean Winchester. You can’t sell a soul you don’t own.”

“You can’t,” he has to clear his throat, “you can’t just come in and change things at the eleventh hour-”

“Eleventh hour?” she interrupts. “Sammy made his deal eleven months ago.”

His mouth is so dry he can’t speak.

“Isn’t it funny?” she asks, head cocked to the side. “All this time, the deal he’s been trying to get out of wasn’t yours, but his own. Maybe the two of you might have even managed it, except you just wouldn’t help, would you? Insisting that he not research, that he not look for a way out, and he spent so much time trying to convince you, coaxing you to talk about your feelings when he knew you were safe, all he because he thought it would make you feel better when he was gone, because he couldn’t tell you the truth and talk about how scared he was, so talking about your fear was as close as he could get.”

Dean’s going to be sick. “Don’t – please, please, I’ll give you anything-”

“You don’t have anything,” she says, gleeful. “You want to know why I agreed? The thing that made it just too delicious to refuse? Sammy’s down there, just starting in on an eternity of torture, and all he has to do get out of it is give up your soul. It’s his, after all, and he can put the original deal back in place any time he chooses. Just one moment of weakness on his end and his beloved big brother will be on the rack instead.” She sighs happily. “It’s almost as good as anything we’re doing to him down there, the knowledge that if he slips up for even a moment then it would all be for nothing. I couldn’t have found a way to twist the knife deeper if I tried.”

There’s vomit crawling its way up his throat and he has to swallow it down before he can speak. “I can’t – I’ll do whatever you want, please, there has to be something.”

She leans forward, cruelty and delight shining in her eyes. “The only thing you can do is what you’ve been telling your precious baby brother to do for the past year. Accept it. Move on. Live a good life so his sacrifice isn’t in vain.”

God. How can she – how can Sammy expect him to –

He’s doubling over, finally upchucking what little he’s ate today, and he’s dry heaving on the dirt when he hears the fading sound of her laughter.

This can’t be real. This has to be Hell, he has to be in it right now. He has to be.

[aroaceleovaldez]

apparently pjotv twt was being weird about book!Percy's eyes being green because they don't think the ocean can be green (???) so consider this a sequel to my Grace siblings eye colors post and here is some visual references of green water for all your Percy inspo needs:

And for reference, the water around New York-ish where Percy is usually is somewhere around this color:

or some alternatives:

or here is a nice hazel green if you want his eyes more on the brown side, which is very common in freshwater ponds and streams:

or if you want him to have totally brown eyes - water rich in tannins will appear brown, greenish-brown, or very dark brown - this is sometimes called "blackwater" due to often appearing very dark or having low visibility:

[fuumiku]

It was Maid Day today yesterday a week ago so I got struck by inspiration to draw the worsties, and it ran away from me into a whole AU where they’re coworkers at a maid cafe. She’s a med student & this is just a part time job, and this is his depression job while he gets his life back together. He needs something he can be workaholic about to forget what it’s like having a personal life and personal issues. He’s actually the accountant, but the new hire janitor (Izutsumi) doesn’t show up for half her shifts and is a sloppy worker, so he gets the extra work of doing her job on top of his because he’s undervalued and overworked. Of course, janitors also have an uniform to keep the aesthetic cohesion as they go about cleaning the place, of course.

Senshi’s the part time cook you only see slivers off, he’s kind and warm when you do see him and have a chat but most shifts he’s in and out the kitchen without a trace. Laios and Falin are regulars because Falin and Marcille are besties & in the same med school, Laios accompanies Falin as she visits her friend at work and gets hooked on the food. Chilchuck has to remind Marcille to work instead of chatting with Falin for an hour, and next thing he knows she’s distracting him from work too. That’s it that’s the AU. Inspired by this idol AU fanart a bit <3

This was not meant to be birthday gift but well…… Happy bday Chil!!!

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[kibu-me]

"A curse of madness has been cast upon the remote village of Mankai... Can you guess who the Wolves are?"

(aka a3! x werewolf game)

[toxintouch]

I ignored my cancellation alarm and accidentally paid for another yearly subscription of photoshop which means I am now ~ financially obligated ~ to share my shitposts.

TO BE CLEAR the Senobium is NOT brat this is the senobium after Leander becomes God president

[eleanorenchanted]

[samantabrzozowska]

„Have a sweet summer!” ☝🏻🩷🏝️🌺🍦☮️😃🛍️🥳

With love Sam

[kindahoping4forever]

📸: Sthefany Narciso

[hedwig221b]

Poll time for my sterek readers!

Kittens, I started plotting some fics, as well as a sterek Midsommar AU since everyone loved the idea. So I started researching, and I found that winter solstice is also celebrated in different cultures.

I mean, "monsters stealing the sun away" describes perfectly what the Midsommar AU sounds like to me (a pack of wolves luring Stiles away from everyone and into their den). But, perhaps, you want a proper au without many changes? With the sun and flowers and blinding horror? I would love to write anything, they both sound so appealing.

[cannedkopi]

Sneak peak into the "You are my eternal summer" epilogue that is currently in the making :)

[thebvbbletea]

I'm serious when I said asian movies always gave more impact to me than western movies.

LOOK AT ALL HIROKAZU KOREEDA'S MOVIES, WONG KARWAI'S, PARK CHANWOOK'S, BLUE, ALL ABOUT LILY CHOU CHOU, DEAR EX, BLUE GATE CROSSING, ETERNAL SUMMER, YOUR NAME ENGRAVED HEREIN, CRY ME A SAD RIVER, YOU ARE THE APPLE OF MY EYE, ETC. ETC.

ASIAN CINEMA MESSED ME UP AND I LOVE IT 😭

[wundrousarts]

Going to do a Nevermoor series reread in June + July + August ? if anyone else also wants to do a reread around that time, could be fun to have more of the fandom prepping for Silverborn

Did initially make a roadmap plan to split the books up into weeks on top of already being months, so that people could focus on specific parts and discuss each week….. but between the fact that I messed it up the first time, Silverborn kept getting delayed as I planned it, and I’m actually really bad at keeping to stuff like that (looking at you, Silverborn Countdown Challenge…) I’m deciding to just go for it at whatever pace happens.

[nuppu-nuppu]

Ignore if you don’t want to read about me being stupid once again

[kdramasforever97]

Me, when I start a Kdrama and its the dubbed version:

[kimbureh]

it's way too long since I last watched Fury Road, and today I watched the Black & Chrome version for the very first time, and damn this movie is still such a master piece to me

I love Miller's short intro to the version, cuz he's right: some details stand out starkly in black & white, some get lost. It's a whole new perspective. Next time I won't wait that long for a rewatch, cuz the colors are amazing too!

This time as I was watching I realized something about the characters I haven't noticed before: every character, no matter how short their appearance, gets a main character treatment. You know how Hollywood loves formulas? Well, one of the tricks writers use to make their (main) characters likeable is to give them these 5 essential characteristics: the character must be skilled, hardworking, courageous, in danger, and obsessed (which I personally prefer to call "driven").

And in Fury Road everyone possesses these essentials. Max and Furiosa, and Immortan Joe, obviously, but also the Sisters, the Vuvalini, even the Bullet Farmer, Furiosa's Ace and Rictus, even the goddamn Organic Mechanic fits the bill if you include the cut scene where he gets left behind.

Perhaps this stood out to me so starkly cuz lately I have been watching a lot of Disney properties, and in Marvel movies even the main characters sometiems struggle to meaningfully meet the 5 criteria. That's why we don't feel a fucking thing if goons #5-#23 get killed personally by the hands of our heros, but we are awestruck when nameless War Boys are sucked into the magnetic storm and meet their unshiny end.

Go watch Fury Road if you haven't, by now it's probably the movie I have watched the most in my life