#by mi

[angelinthefire]

my 15x19 argument in fic form:

With one last lingering glance at Dean, soft in the lamplight, Cas starts to leave. 

He’s at the top step when Dean speaks.

“I did it for you, y’know.”

Cas stops, and turns, confusion on his face.

“Did what?”

“Give up.” Dean says. 

Staring into his whiskey.

“Pull the trigger.”

He looks up from his glass. 

Looks Cas in the eye. 

Says, sounding so tired,

“To bring you back.”

Cas remembers what it was like when the Lance of Michael pierced his guts. The liquifying burn of it. 

“What?” he breathes.

This is worse. 

Cas stares at Dean, waiting for a tell, a clue, as to why Dean would say that, why he would lie. But Dean just watches him steadily. 

And with each passing second Cas feels himself fall to pieces.

With the weight. 

The responsibility. 

The blood that he didn’t know was on his hands. 

Sam’s blood.

And Dean watches. Steady. 

“You don’t mean that,” Cas says. Desperate. 

“Do I look like I’m lying?”

Cas knows what Dean looks like when he lies. It’s not like this. 

He looks resigned. 

“No.” Cas steps forward. Shaking. Pleading. “No. Dean, you saved the world. Sam saved the world.”

The corner of Dean’s mouth curls up, as if he could actually laugh at this. 

“Sam thought… ‘Hey if we’re gonna off ourselves to save everyone, we should make sure Chuck brings Cas back too.’”

Dean takes a sip of whiskey.

“Make sure we get our money’s worth.” 

His eyes slide over Cas’ body. Something dark and dead in them. 

Cas’ coat is still hanging over the chair in the den. Without it he feels exposed. 

“The cherry on top.” 

Dean shakes his head, gulps his liquor.

“He didn’t know,” he says, whisky burning in his voice. “The world coulda stayed gone if you weren’t in it.”

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[danigami]

I posted it on my other account but here , have a version with a little extra!

[quoth-the-goblin-nevermore]

At the barricades of freedom *vague sizzling of cooked meats*

[elliespectacular]

Happy 24-6-01!

[seguen-sd]

Typewriter Seguen Øríah.

Es muy autodestructivo esperar algo de alguien ¿Verdad?.

[mistbix]

TIMEBOMB BABY ATTACK!!!!!

[gummygoblinn]

My favorite thing about “the bride and the ugly ass groom” tweet is that it is very indicative of their real relationship.

[bl00dalchemist]

something something parallels

[angelinthefire]

My favourite part of the first chapter of the post-s2 meljayvik epic that me and @yesitsterriblysimple are working on is the meljay reunion. I like to post about how Jayce represents a part of Mel that she feels like she's had to cut herself off from, and it's nice to be able to explore what that means for her when she sees him again.

[roomba-with-knives-taped-to-it]

Idk how many non theater nerds will understand how huge this is but holy fuck

[ohbother2]

Vox wishes he had what Alastor and Lucifer have

[yuzepi]

creature i doodled while I during my awesome bluey + severance watchparty with friend

[mightydyke]

I love when fiction makes the audience feel guilty about their role as the audience. When something fucked up is treated as a joke but later it's recognised how fucked up it was and the audience feels guilty for finding it funny. When a character breaks the fourth wall to plead for help, and you can't do anything so you just watch. And you know that the characters pain isn't real, but they're begging for help and you're not helping because their suffering is entertainment for you

[vicrathis]

[mellosghosts]

in my heart this joke is in the movie, but unfortunately im afraid only we, hughjackmaniacs, would get it 🥀