#ethominumspesfallunt

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hidden track.

Hey, you. That took a while.

Ready? I wouldn't rush you but we might have a few pit stops. People and places to see, and they're not as patient as me.

Oh, who am I kidding? You know. Anyways, like I said- ready?

She smiles, then, like she has to every being who's done this since the universe began- maybe even before that, but she's not telling.

And she holds out her hand.

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why am i laughing this hard

jesus christ

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Presenting....ME! My "Meet the Mun" video. 

Please be gentle.

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By dystopianarcher

[OKAY; JOHN, JOHN, NEO, NAT, AND RAPH: YOU'VE BEEN REPLACED

WE NEED NO DELTA GREEN INITIATIVE, WE HAVE CLINT ROMANSTINE.]

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We burn.

'Cause we love.

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Run Devil Run;

Leather is fucking hot in the summer and he's still trying to find out why he had to show up at Midnite's bar like that.

But hey, at least he looked good while he was kicking ass.

Although John suspects, with the look in her eyes, that she could have done that all by herself.

They make it back to the apartment that his sister shares with her, very few words exchanged between them. She's shaken, that's clear as day, not to mention that little stunt Balthazar decided to pull with the blood probably didn't feel good and-

Bastard. Leave him to Lilly, though. No point in doing anything than punching the asshole in the face and leaving him to his sister. God knows she had a hundred and one ways to kill a demon; and have all of them hurt.

Right now he's more concerned with the woman, who was Red, but then who wasn't Red, who was instead just a brain with a deadly aim and a knack for blowing shit up. This couldn't be good, especially not with Balthazar's mark on her.

She's sitting at the table, staring into the air as if nothing is out of place and this is perfectly normal. John however has to keep from wearing a hole in the floor with his pacing and his worrying.

His plan? Get the other John. Figure out how to fix this. Or leave to do more research on how the hell everything happened without him knowing. Goddammit, he should have known with the hints she was giving him. He'd always been rather dumb in the hint department.

Besides, if anyone should be here who looked like him, it shouldn't be him. He was bad luck.

The texts to himself (other him?) are sent and he stops pacing after sending them to look at her.

Yup. She's gone.

John buries his face in his hands, and tries not to punch the wall.

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Tag! I'm It [dean-always-winchester did it]

Rule 1 - Post the rules

Rule 2 - Answer the questions sent to you, in your post, and make 11 new questions, to which you refer

Rule 3 - Tag 11 people to answer your questions

Rule 4 - Notify them that they were tagged

1. Your thoughts on Wincest. Eh, I'm not personally a Wincest shipper. I don't have anything against people that do, it's just a little too weird for me. 

2. Would you rather kiss a hungry leviathan or sleep with Lucifer.  Sleep with Lucifer. Better chance of surviving. 

3. If you could change one thing about the Supernatural series what would it be? More stronger female characters that are protagonists and aren't killed off.

4. Your Sam and Dean OTP? I have two. @lastofthewinchesters and @deangoddamnwinchester and my Sam. They're both two completely different but monumentally excellent Deans. I love all the Deans I follow but these two....they complete me.

5. What is your long range, medium range, and short range weapons for the zombie apocalypse? Long range: Sniper rifle with silencer || Medium range: Crossbow || Short range: Sharp ass light-weight axe

6. You’re best case scenario place to live in the Zombie Apocalypse. NOT IN A ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE. But, if I had to, a high security penitentiary next to a goddamn grocery store/mall.  

7. How long have you been RPing? About 3 or so years. Mostly on Twitter. Tumblr is sort of new for me.

8. Alcohol of choice? If you don’t drink, regular or chocolate milk? Generally mixed drinks. Long Island Iced Teas, Margaritas, etc. Jello shots. 

9. What in your opinion does Dean love more, pie or his impala? Oh his impala, definitely. 

10. If you could hang out with either Sam or Dean which one would you choose explain why.  Aaagggh Dean. He'd probably put out.  ....What? 

11. What’s your biggest insecurity as an RPer.  I know I like to joke around a lot and I'm sure that puts me ooc often. Also, that I annoy some people and my replies take forever and they aren't very long. So....yeah, basically everything. I'm insecure about everything. 

My questions:

1. What's your biggest insecurity about RPing? (thought this was a really good question from dean-always-winchester)

2. Who do you ship your character with?

3. How long have you been a part of your fandom?

4. Can I bug you to RP with me? (even if it's cross fandom?)

5. If you could be the person you RP for one day, what would you do?

6. Who is your favorite character from your respective series and why?

7. Why did you choose the character you are to RP?

8. What do you prefer: acting, writing, playing music, or drawing?

9. How about that weather we're having?

10. World domination: yay or nay? Why?

11. Why/how did you start RPing? 

The people I am tagging:

ethominumspesfallunt dean-always-winchester deangoddamnwinchester lastofthewinchesters castielofheaven thegooddemon aliadavies-demonhunter zealousfangirl huntersdaughterjo  selective-clientele  older-than-god 

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Delta Green Initiative Plot Update.

So I thought it might be a good idea to recap all the plot that has reared its ugly head over the last few days, both for our sanity and because I think people watch this? (This still shocks me) ANYWAY. IMPORTANT THINGS THAT HAVE HAPPENED.

Chas came back as a half-breed angel.

Raphael came back, using Clint Barton as a vessel to walk the Earth.

Raphael then proceeded to inform Nat and John that Lucifer quit, and the damned were pretty much free to roam the Earth. Oh also that they needed to help out with that.

Meanwhile Nat, sick of seeing things that even John didn’t, made a deal with Balthazar to a) find out what it was, and b) keep Balthazar away from John, permanently

Nat neglected to tell anyone except older John about this to keep them safe. This is her excuse at least

This decision ended up with Nat belonging to Balthazar after death, going to Midnite’s with him and sitting in the chair (yes, The Chair), which did unlock her synchronicity abilities but far too fast to be healthy

Nat is currently half-cocked and repressing her subconscious while she learns to deal with navigating the synchronicity highway (That link goes to the OOC which also has links to the prose if you need it)

Balthazar is pissed that older John intervened (along with Midnite and the Corinthian, but HE DOESN'T KNOW THAT) and spirited Nat away after the Midnite incident

Pretty much everyone is pissed at Balthazar

I am not even touching on everyone’s personal issues because I need flowchart software or something for that. Okay, I lied, I'm going to try. Raphael is socially awkward and dealing with Clint feelings which make Nat upset, Lilly's dead fiance came back and she doesn't know how to feel about it, Chas and Nat kissed and she feels awkward because he doesn't feel awkward at all, Balthazar and Lilly have been sleeping together and also Lilly kissed John that one time everyone got drunk and started texting each other, John is Jim Moriarty's not-kind of-well we're not quite sure boyfriend, Nat is kind of-we're not quite sure back together with older John, which is all awkward because her and John have kissed twice at this point but they both suck at feelings so they both are apparently just going to apologize and stare angstfully at each other when these things happen.

Neo, for the record, thinks you're all insane.

Okay, I think that's it. In the meantime, we have both a Lady Loki and a Dream that'll hopefully be plotting in this mess soon. (insert my flailing excitement here) But for now? I think we're up to date.

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God Called In Sick Today {Natasha, Duma, Lucifer, Raphael, Balthazar}

Blade searing through a demon's brain, a mad mad mad grin splitting rotten rotting flesh, and Raphael laughs - or better, cackles as the blood wets blade so Unholy it might burn.

A kick, the decapitated beast falls down, rolls off into nothingness. For now, they are at bay. And the lesser ones fear the Fallen nonetheless.

Next to him, a pride demon hisses. Fangs glistening, eyes burning in their skulls. The blood that mats Raphael's teeth, a tongue rushing over them.

"BALTHAZAR," Raphael turns towards him, screaming, then, as thunderclap and change in winds warns them that something - someone - is there. And that they must be quick.

"Now!"

[talentedliarloki]

ethominumspesfallunt replied to your link: Remember when I asked who liked The Walking Dead?

[This is BRILLIANT. YES.]

[ asdfghjkl; Thank you! <3 ]

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ethominumspesfallunt replied to your post: [txt] If you want to do that thing where you know I’m upset and you magically appear and do the cocky bastard act, now’s the time. Better sooner than later.

[txt] …I’m doing a stupid thing and I think you’re the only one who can be around until I do it.

[txt] Oh really. Well, we all know I'm the brother to the queen of doing stupid things. So spill. What is going to happen?

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Can You Teach Me Love?

How can you measure love? You measure love  with: arrows shot, with: gunpowder burning, with: backs watched forever always.

How can you speak of love? You speak of love with: solitary nights spent reading, with: bookbinding taught to a girl with green eyes, with: promises of forever shared while watching suns rising.

How can you write of love? You write of love with: the feel of cold skin against warm lips, with: tattoos on battle scars and old TV shows, with: blind eyes that see deep into cherished hearts.

How can you sing of love? You sing of love as: the sun sets, as: old brothers and lovers are hidden in smiles, as: you dance on the beach and forget all the Fallen. 

How can you scream of love? You scream of love with: Horns in darkness, with: Hunters and Wolves, with: powers that will never truly lay to rest. 

And can you teach me love?

I cannot teach you, no, Blind One. I cannot show you, no, Lost One. I cannot see, he cannot speak.

But I can love you back, Hurt One. I can listen to your cries. And I can cherish all your pleas.

And I will let you hurt me, Fallen. 

And I will help you to run free.

O Fallen One; O Blessed One;

My Darling Dearest Brother still.