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[vaicomcas]

Crowstielnatural Index Page

copying the genius way of watching "Crowstielnatural" by @crowley-the-1-true-king-of-hell from the original post .

(because the original post had two sets of viewing order and this is the one I am following)

I selected a few key points in the post to emphasize:

Putting it all together. Enemies to frenemies to friends.

Since this is only about THEIR interactions, everybody else is furniture and don't have to make sense.

Remember anything that happens outside of Cas and Crowley isn't real. This is Crowstielnatural.

Episode guide below, with links to each gifset.

Crowstielnatural

It doesn't hit every single detail. But as a big picture view this is my order

Putting it all together. Enemies to frenemies to friends

Since this is only about THEIR interactions, everybody else is furniture and don't have to make sense

The episodes can also share the same day in the headcanon at least

The starting Crowstiel episode is

Another Slice of Kevin

Then

The Great Escapist

So now we need a bridging gap to move into the frenemies era from the enemies era

The Bridging Gap episode will be

Soul Survivor

because it plants the seed that Crowley doesn't always have to be an enemy. Yet is believable because Cas & Crowley were enemies only one episode ago, so we need a business reason that Crowley would want Cas' help. Demon Dean and Cas doesn't want Dean to be an "abomination" so even he can't say no to this

I thought about making it TMWWBK, but Cas had just been shot in the stomach one Crowstielpisode ago. Your feelings are more likely to be softened after someone saves your life

6x20 to 7x01

6x20part 1; 6x20 part 2; 6x20 part 3;

6x21;

6x22 part 1; 6x22 part 2; 6x22 part 3;

7x01 part 1; 7x02 part 2

is the most tense arc of the frenemies era. This is because the frenemies era has only just begun it will go from tense to less tense. In 7x01 Cas has experienced the dark side with the Leviathan influence etc which means there is a softer element to future frenemy interactions because Cas no longer feels like he has a moral highground

7x23

Cas apologizes to Crowley and it plants the seed for Crowley to have happier feelings towards Cas but it's not reciprocated by Cas yet because for Cas the apology was a right thing to do rather than a "hey I like you now." Whereas for Crowley I don't think he's ever been given apologized to and that makes it mean more. Yeah Crowley's first reaction was "wtf?" But I think after having time to process it ...

9x10

this is where Crowley likes Cas but it isn't reciprocated yet

5x21 (skipped for gifset because it's too brief)

might fit here? It's a neutral enough interaction that you can put it anywhere

12x03

So the classic Crowley tries to get Cas to partner with him

11x18

Crowley trying to rescue who he sees as his friend Cas from Lucifer. Not sure how Cas got himself into the situation but maybe the show will explain later as a flashback 🤷 p.s it won't because I pretend the episodes that explain that don't exist and so should you. It's just better to make up your own reason

6x19

I just think the line "Really, Cas. How many more times will I have to clean up your mess?" will have a whole new meaning when the episode before i.e 11x18 involved trying to rescue Cas from a messy situation. Poor Cas

12x07

then Rock Never Dies is the ending of the Frenemy arc. We can assume that off camera Cas managed to expel Lucifer

12x08

Cas and Crowley agent Zappa

12x09

Cas trusts Crowley enough to ask him for help with Sam and Dean without any threats, or glowing eyes and it was in a restaurant? Where you can have a drink and talk to each other like you're friends

12x12

Crowley saves Cas' life without any ulterior motives

10x14 and 10x23(part 1), 10x23 (part 2)

Cas gives empathy for Crowley

11x06 (this one is skipped because it was less than 1 second)

Cas has PTSD over being forced to attack Crowley

6x10 (part 1), 6x10 (part 2)

Cas saves Crowley's life by helping him fake his death which is helpful since Lucifer has escaped the cage

11x23

We see Crowley and Cas alive which hints that it wasn't real and was just a show for Lucifer who Meg would tell him that Crowley died

Hold up but didn't Meg just kiss isn't she on Cas' side now? - I silence the interruptor gently. Remember anything that happens outside of Cas and Crowley isn't real. This is Crowstielnatural. Besides demons can pretend and Cas and Crowley planned the entire affair so that Meg would witness it then tell Lucifer

[noblest-roman-of-them-all]

"I'm going to challenge myself to write a Rociet installment into my Parent AU collection!"

The writing goblin in my brain: "What if, hear me out, what if instead, we write the angsty back story for how they got back together after years of being apart by traumatizing the crap out of Roman and using his healing to show them both how much they've grown over the years and see that they can in fact work together and do actually pair well, they just struggled to communicate years ago. We can even tie in the communication thing to the main narrative of them trying to become parents, but this time they actually work it out instead of giving up.on each other!"

...Yeah, alright.

[milkywayes]

Hi, hello! I've got big news –

If you ever thought you'd like a printed version of my fanart, please consider supporting me by purchasing one from my new INPRNT shop!

The site offers a variety of options and sizes, from posters to postcards. I've got six images available for print right now, but if something you're interested in isn't among these, let me know and I can add it for you, no problem.

Thank you so much for your support and the love you've all shown me over the past not-quite-a-year, it truly means the world to me. I didn't expect to find such an audience for my art about a game that came out this long ago, but I've been having so much fun with you all and I've been inspired to make so much more art than I ever expected to. :’)

[remcocoa]

Tadej Pogačar & Jonas Vingegaard + Hands (2021 edition)

2021 Itzulia, Podium Ceremony | 2021 Tour de France, Stage 11 | 2021 Tour de France, Stage 12

2021 Tour de France, Stage 15 | 2021 Tour de France, Stage 17 | 2021 Tour de France, Stage 17

2021 Tour de France, Stage 17 | 2021 Tour de France, Stage 17 | 2021 Tour de France, Stage 18

2021 Tour de France, Stage 18 | 2021 Tour de France, Stage 18 | 2021 Tour de France, Stage 18

2021 Tour de France, Stage 18 | 2021 Tour de France, Stage 18 | 2021 Tour de France, Stage 18

2021 Tour de France, Stage 18 | 2021 Tour de France, Stage 18 | 2021 Tour de France, Stage 19

2021 Tour de France, Stage 21 | 2021 Tour de France, Podium Ceremony | 2021 Tour de France, Podium Ceremony

this is for @kittenjonas who proposed the idea of a moodboard with their hands close up, and i took that personally

[rypnami]

you thought it was just siblings? oh no we have a whole prewett extended family living in my brain

this is marie, the kiddos’s mum. she’s still young-ish, but the stress of wrangling all these damn kids has made her go a bit grey early.

she’s very protective of all her kids, but especially her special little guy (leander) cos he gets bullied 😔

i think the kids get their hair colour from her, but some of their other features (nose, eyes, etc) come from their dad. got a drawing of him in the works too tee hee hee

[mirroredmasquerader]

This thing that I spent much too long on

[marshmallowgoop]

Happy Shinichi Day! In a few timezones still.

While I don't have anything new and complete for the occasion, I have been working on this Jimjam AMV and thought I'd share a WIP! (Even if it isn't exactly the happiest edit for the birthday boy...)

Song is the nicopop. poolside Remix of "Messed Up" by Lizzy Land, which you can listen to here!

[spiritcc]

at this point I don't even know if tag fragmentation in the general russian holmes space is worth addressing. a few years ago I successfully kept the ancient customs intact because I wrote a post so deranged and pretentious it displeased people into doing what I wanted but nowadays what's the point in making a grand return of being terminally online if yall kinda right

[rainydaysie]

Anyone order btd6 art?

No?

Too bad. Take my monkeys.

oc with goggles around neck belongs to me

oc with the silly little glasses belongs to @melonkittii

[exsqueezememacaroni]

that guy likes sounds

Mike Patton with Fantômas, Berlin Germany, July 2 2001

[espithewarlock]

Snippet Saturday? Just a little teaser of something I'm working on...

o(〃＾▽＾〃)o

Every time they returned to the tree by the riverbank, they did the same little song-and-dance. Charles would start reading and Pierre would stand guard. After a short while, Charles would close his book and suggest that Pierre rest his eyes for a few moments.

His knight always refused at first, until Charles promised to keep his eyes open for errant squirrels or any other threat. Pierre would laugh and join him on the blanket, always keeping his sword at the ready but allowing his eyes to drift closed.

Charles loved seeing him like this. As his personal knight, Pierre was always vigilant to their surroundings. This was the only time that he allowed himself to relax and be vulnerable. A sight for nobody other than Charles. 

Their trust went both ways. Charles trusted Pierre with his life, with his personal protection and safety. In return, Pierre allowed Charles to see him at his weakest, to allow Charles to protect him, even just for a moment.

The first time Pierre put his head in Charles’ lap for his nap, he nearly shouted in joy. They had grown very comfortable with each other and Pierre made no mention of it as his head landed on Charles’ thigh instead of the blanket.

Similarly, Charles chose not to say anything as he let one of his hands thread into Pierre’s hair and gently scratch his scalp.

It was exactly as soft as he had imagined and Pierre made a deliciously pleased noise in the back of his throat. Charles tried not to think about that too much as he stored the sound in the depths of his memory.

With only a little difficulty, Charles reopened his book and attempted to distract himself from the lovely weight resting on his leg. He couldn’t help but glance over every few words, just to see the strands of hair filtering through his fingers and the slight rise and fall of Pierre’s chest as he rested.

He was so handsome and Charles could admire the sight as much as he wanted when they were like this. It would be so easy for him to lean down and press the most fleeting of kisses to his lips.

In his dreams, Pierre would wake up, blue eyes fluttering open with a smile on his face, and request that Charles do that again. His voice would be breathy with desire and Charles would gladly oblige. His knight would gladly surrender to the feeling for a moment, then flip them over and take full control over Charles’ body.

Those ideas would stay firmly in his dreams, though it didn’t stop them from happening.

When Pierre finally did stir, Charles affixed his attention back onto his book, pretending like he had been doing that the whole time. Instead of moving away, Pierre stayed exactly where he was as he came to wakefulness.

“What are you reading today, Your Highness?” Pierre murmured the question, blinking sleep out of his eyes.

“It’s a book of poetry,” Charles explained. 

Poetry wasn’t his preferred genre, but it was nice to try something a little different. His tutors always wanted him to expand his horizons, saying that a well-rounded education made for a good ruler. Charles always rolled his eyes with a token protest, yet accepted the assignment gracefully.

“Would you read one to me?” Pierre asked. He was looking up at Charles, open and earnest in his soft request.

There was no part of Charles that wanted to deny Pierre anything, so he cleared his throat and flipped back a few pages to one that stuck out in his mind and began reading.

Out of the corner of his eye he could see Pierre studying him intently. Charles felt the faintest of flushes creep across his neck as the words of the poem spilled from his lips. The words were meant for Pierre, all the things he wanted to say but knew that he never could.

As soon as he finished, he closed the book and waited for Pierre’s reaction. His knight smiled softly and lifted one of his hands to cup Charles’ cheek.

He sucked in a breath at the sensation. Pierre’s palm was rough and calloused, warm and firm and absolutely perfect against his face. For a moment, Charles thought that Pierre was going to pull him down, try and connect their lips together, and he trembled with want. 

Pierre almost certainly could feel the trembling and his eyes filled with understanding. Charles could tell that he wanted it too. He wanted to know Charles intimately, to hear and cause noises to spill from his mouth in unreserved abandon.

But both of them knew that it was something they couldn’t have.

[thereareeyesinsidethetrees]

random thought- cause i was thinking about the axolotl earlier today-

maybe. mayhaps. the axolotl is seen as a symbol of luck (and good fortune, they are different in this specific scenario), second chances, and rebirth in the multiverse

hear me out, i have reasons!

-the refugees cheer ford on when he tells them his plan by saying 'praise the axolotl'. luck, good fortune (though more wishing good luck/fortune through the phrase)

-the oracle is a completely separate entity from the axolotl, but she does have association with them. she gives ford a second chance via the metal plate she implants in his skull

-giving a bill a second chance, in regards to the whole becoming three-dimensional and being able to destroy his entire dimension thing (also an example of luck)

-bill calling out to the axolotl to return after death (rebirth)

-appears sometimes in the background throughout the show. one of these times is the scene in which ford is describing his struggle with the grand unified theory of weirdness. soon after this, he meets bill (luck)

-another example is that it appears in the tank in the living room sometimes, specifically during the summer that stan brings back ford (good fortune/luck!)

theres probably more examples that im missing and this is probably a little incoherent but. there is kind of a pattern here

[evermorecountsastherapy]

me: I'll cap this oneshot at 4k. that way, I can be concise in what i want to convey to my readers. no biggie at all whatsoever :)

also me: *over 10k words in with 3 smut scenes and counting, sweating profusely* yea I think I fucked up my soup

[choface]

i wrote 2300 words tonight. are yall fucking ready for my first steddie fic?

[colormepurplex2]

VERY excited for shatter with me! Your writing is great so I know this story is absolutely going to run me over the edge

Anon!!

Way to make me smile before bed (it’s after midnight here and I should be sleeping 😂)! Thank you for that, I’m excited to get it posted! I have a few more things to take care of with chapter 1 but I hope to have it finalized and ready to go in the next 12 hours or so, fingers crossed! 💜

[honey-tongued-devil]

↞[arcane preference] founding out you were injured in crossfire↠

Since I've created a Bluesky profile and wrote my thesis on Arcane, I'll be posting both old and new drawings there as soon as the time comes. I'm taking advantage of this little space to promote my other social account. honey-tongued.bsky.social Also, I've received both comments and requests, but Tumblr decided I couldn’t post for a week (my internet connection is terrible). I want to let you know that I appreciate them, and I'll get to everything as soon as I can. So, feel free to leave comments, feedback, or requests!

Jayce: 

- This is the worst news he could receive: he's a scholar, he has no idea how to handle these situations, and, most of all, he's forced to confront his pride.  

- Not only was he unable to protect you now, but what if it happens again? Even if he's there, he wouldn't know what to do.  

- What if there's a next time? What if it doesn't turn out as well next time?  

- His self-sabotage leads him to distance himself from you for a few days, not because he doesn't want to be near you while you're hurting, but because he's ashamed of not being able to protect the person he loves.  

- On the bright side, for even just a second, he remembers the original purpose of his research: making the city safe, helping people.  

- But on the negative side, with no one to blame, more than ever, the people of Zaun appear to him as beasts, second-class humans who can't be redeemed in any way.  

- When he finally gathers the courage to see you again, he tries to make amends for everything: for not protecting you, for not being able to, for allowing someone to hurt you, and for not being there during your recovery.  

- He'll literally do anything to be forgiven: every morning you'll find breakfast in bed, if it's cold at night he'll prepare a warmer for your feet, and despite his squeamishness, he'll personally tend to your wounds, even if it makes him feel queasy.

Viktor:

- He tries to help you in every way possible, even ignoring his own pain.  

- He feels sadness, regrets that you went out alone and ended up in such a situation. He can't help but imagine the fear you must have felt, the confusion, and the loneliness when the guards intervened, and you woke up alone in the hospital.  

- He may be a scholar, but first and foremost he's a man with a moral code, and secondly, he's from Zaun: if he has any work, appointments, or lectures, he'll skip them all, maybe muttering a few insults in his thick accent at the most insistent people, and make up for it at night.  

- Plans, ideas, codes, anything – but he won't leave you alone unless you ask him to.  

- He takes care of you meticulously, respecting schedules, bringing you meals in bed, changing your bandages until your skin heals, and you're able to stand on your own again.  

- He doesn't mind helping you – as a chronically ill person who refuses others' help, he's learned to do everything on his own, and he's almost happy that his skills can be useful to someone else.

Ekko:

- Is it something totally normal in the lanes? Yes.  

- Does this stop Ekko from panicking? No.  

- He's the one who finds you and brings you to the others, but he doesn't want, nor can he afford, to be seen panicking. So, he swallows his despair and tries to act as normal as possible while ten other people rush to help you.  

- His face remains expressionless as the most skilled remove debris, clean the wound, stitch your torn flesh, and bandage you, but his foot keeps tapping the floor with force and speed, revealing his anxiety.  

- When the others insist that it's best you stay in the makeshift infirmary, he tries not to protest, but suddenly every moment of the day becomes an excuse to pass by: to bring you stolen sweets from Piltover, to tell you about some expedition, maybe even steal a kiss or fall asleep leaning against your mattress.  

- It's an overwhelming fear, but the fear of losing you makes him unable to think rationally, and all he feels is how much he misses you, even while you're right there with him.

Vander:

- A crossfire from the other side of the river was already a big enough provocation to alert him and prepare to defend the city or, if absolutely necessary, to strike back.  

- But you, as an accidental victim, are a huge problem.  

- He doesn’t have the heart to pull away from you, and when he does, he can’t help but feel frustrated, angry at himself, knowing he hasn’t been able to keep his city under control like he promised—to you, to Piltover, to everyone.  

- He’ll ask for your forgiveness by kissing the scarred skin every day, even if you insist it’s not his fault, and if you remember even one of the faces, he’ll go and handle the problem.  

- Not with violence, unless necessary, but it’s not about personal justice; rather, it’s about protecting the other citizens of the alleys too.  

- Even after you’ve healed, he’ll insist it’s absolutely necessary to carry you everywhere you need to go, claiming a very good doctor told him so.  

- And the memory of the scar will be tiny compared to all the marks Vander has left on you.  

Silco:

- Private justice is absolutely the first option, even though you were an accidental victim.  

- He’ll call all his goons and associates for a meeting while you��re still bedridden, to see if they’ve heard, seen, or been involved in any armed conflict, and if he doesn’t get a face or a name from them, he’ll turn to the brothel, the house of all information,  

- Until he finds who hurt you and makes sure they can’t do it again.  

- Silco isn’t fazed by blood or open wounds, but despite having enough experience to handle it himself, at least on the first day, he’ll take you to Singed to make sure you’re in the best condition.  

- In the following days, he’ll take care of you himself, but he has pride, a façade, and little emotional communication skills, so he won’t openly show how worried he is, relying entirely on the fact that you don’t know about the murder of your assailant and remember nothing of the visit to Singed.  

- But the only reason you heal so well and so quickly is that, even if he doesn’t know how to express it, all the love he feels is poured into the care he gives you.  

Jinx:

- Flashbacks. So many. Too many.  

- At some point, she’ll even convince herself that she’s the one who shot you, leading to a complete breakdown.  

- She punches her head, scratches herself without realizing it, her nose bleeds, and her eyes are bloodshot.  

- It takes her a while to convince herself that she wasn’t the one who shot you, even though the hallucinations overlap images of you with memories of her armed, creating waking nightmares that feel increasingly real.  

- As much as she’d like to ask her father for help, even just to give you a cleaner room, she feels responsible and is too scared that if she stays away from you, you’ll forget her. That’s why she sets up a little space for you and takes care of you herself, though not always painlessly.  

- She’s pulled bullets out of her own body more times than not after missions; what might seem like dangerous, delicate work to someone else is almost routine for her by now.  

- Once she has a suspicion of who might have done it, she’ll make sure they learn their lesson. 

 

Vi:

- Anger.  

- Why were you out alone? Why didn’t you leave as soon as you saw the crowd getting too big? Why were you in that area?  

- But her anger is just panic pouring out like a flood, the fear of not being able to protect the one she loves twists her stomach, making her feel like she might throw up, like she’s dying inside.  

- None of those questions mean she blames you, but she doesn’t know how to feel, what to think, or even what to do.  

- She’ll do everything to help you—bandaging you, cleaning your wounds, staying silent and giving her full attention to make up for not being there when you needed her, even though that’s not true.  

- And when the scar forms, she’ll kiss it every single day, every single night, like a little ritual between the two of you.  

Caitlyn:

- Safety first.  

- She’ll be the one to assess how bad the injury is, and if there are any foreign objects in your body, there’s a good chance she’ll try to handle it herself, even though at first it might seem a bit barbaric.  

- She’ll give you the guest room and call the family doctor to make sure you’re okay, that you don’t need anything else, and she’ll take care of what’s necessary, even teasing you a bit to hide her worry.  

- "A bullet in the leg from being caught in crossfire? Very vintage, I must say."  

- What you won’t know is that she’ll quietly increase security, not in an oppressive way, but just enough to make both you and the other citizens feel safer.  

- Her family won’t get involved directly, but they won’t stop her either. Sometimes Cassandra herself will make sure her daughter finds the tray to bring up to you, though she’ll never be too open about it.  

- The perfect rehabilitation? Long walks in the villa’s garden, so you can stop for some cookies or tea when you get tired.  

Mel:

- Flashbacks, but less personal than Jinx’s.  

- Her mother would call her weak if she knew how it kills her to see someone barely scratched by crossfire, and that realization soon turns into frustration, which then becomes anger.  

- She tries to stay calm, but her voice sounds like she’s scolding you, and then like she’s scolding the servants, or anyone else who crosses her path.  

- Two hours of lecture if you’re lucky—why you shouldn’t go out without a guard, why you shouldn’t put yourself in dangerous situations, why the enforcers are utterly useless and can’t find anyone responsible, even though the fight was so intense.  

- She’ll focus entirely on the bureaucratic side because little Mel was never taught how to deal with strong emotions, and she’s definitely feeling them now but can’t afford that vulnerability, even though she knows you’re safe.  

- She won’t take care of you herself, but she’ll always stay in the room. Not because she doesn’t want to, to be clear, but because she wants you to have the best care possible and prefers to leave it to a top professional rather than her inexperienced hands.  

- In return, she’ll triple the amount of affection and caresses—more to calm herself than you, but you won’t be the one to complain.  

Sevika:

- She needs a moment.  

- She knows she has to report to Silco that there was a firefight, that someone is threatening the people, but part of her just wants to grab those responsible and crush their heads with her bare hands, doing both you and her boss a favor. Yet, another part of her doesn’t want to leave you alone or take you with her.  

- She knows how to handle these things; she’s lost an arm, and Silco’s goons often come back in worse shape, which is why she’ll take care of you herself, in complete silence.  

- She’ll wait until you’re asleep to place a water bottle, a glass, some painkillers, and some bread on the nightstand next to your bed. And when she’s sure you’re fully asleep, she’ll leave a soft kiss on your forehead before putting on her cloak and heading out to the Last Drop.  

- There, she’ll release her anger in a brawl or two, talk to her boss, and search for the reason why she feels so awful at the bottom of her third glass of whiskey.