#grace addiction

[alstroemeriatea]

Grace Addiction - Dean’s Weaknesses

- grace is like ambrosia and nectar - it tastes different for every person

- most people taste something minty or cleansing if it’s ingested (grace is typically not ingested, it’s absorbed. absorbed grace leaves the skin feeling white-hot for 3-5 seconds after contact)

- for dean, grace tastes like honey that’s started to crystallize in those plastic jars. cas never buys honey in the plastic jars tho, he gets them from local farmers markets and they taste different depending what region of the country they’re in because of the botanical diversity

- cas’ grace leaves his lips numb and tingling like he put a medicated chapstick on (and after they kiss - especially if it’s rough - it keeps a burn going through his body that’s similar to a low arousal)

- when possessed, michel’s grace felt like falling, where the adrenaline and g-force pushes down on you and makes you almost sick. being afraid of planes, the absorption of michael’s grace was like torture for him

- but cas never feels like that - the grave grounds him and stabilizes him when he’s uncertain or afraid. it’s like being on solid ground.

- cas’ hands are like magnifiers and centralize points of grace contact and it feels like it becomes drilled into his bones

- speaking of bones when cas wishes he can directly spill grace into the carvings on dean’s ribs, which makes the letters glow and an intense feeling of elation spread from the center of dean’s chest out to his fingertips

- when dean feeds on cas’ grace his eyes turn a more blue-tuned shade of green, but are still absolutely green

- he also doesn’t need to eat for about a day and a half after feeding on cas’ grace, as a side effect of angelic divinity is lack of id-driven desires (eating, sleeping - strangely not sex for dean, but he’s more subdued in his sexual nature after feeding. they save it for after sex to prevent burnout)

- after absorbing grace dean’s bad knee hurts far less and his spine readjusts the curve slightly as his posture improves from spending days on end in his car driving across the country. his calluses on his hands usually heal as well

- when cas is low on grace touching dean where his handprint used to be (consider it the “veil” or weak spot) to connect with the residual grace dean’s soul contains from when he saved him from hell. this gives him about a 15% increase in power but it drains dean immediately because the residual grace is what holds his soul together

- switching soul energy and grace is extremely intimate (potentially erotic in some circumstances) and gives them both a huge boost in physical energy and emotional energy

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ps. Grace addiction is one of my favorite tropes to write abt cause it’s so niche and i want to write a fic abt it so lmk what u guys think :’)

[muirmarie]

Dean feeding on grace in S4, but instead of it giving him powers, it just makes him numb, like Heaven keeps doing to Cas. Dean feeding on grace to keep at bay the Hell nightmares/PTSD, and numbing himself at the same time Cas is finally becoming LESS numb.

And then S15, where instead of trying to push Cas away, Dean actively tries to USE Cas for the remnants of his grace to try to block out the feelings about him mom and Jack and ALL of it, at the same time Cas is raw emotion (his son is dead! His son, that Cas has preemptively died for, is dead!), and when Cas pushes him away, Dean tries to sleep with him (for the first time) in order to manipulate him, and Cas just fully shuts down and walks away.

S15 Purgatory prayer, and then Dean, looking at Cas at the portal, saying, "I have to say something." And Cas can't let him say it. Can't let him admit that maybe Dean wants him for real.

Dean, feral, only agreeing to talk to Lucifer in 15x19 in exchange for grace, and wanting to spit it out, because it feels and tastes so wrong, but also if he can suffocate the hole in his chest, if only for a few hours -

Dean, holding the vial of Cas' grace they removed to get Cas out of the Empty, looking into Cas' newly human eyes, and asking him to hide it far, far away from Dean, because things might be good right now, things might be the best they've ever been right now, but -

Cas just nods.

It's a relief, after all, knowing Dean wants him in spite of his humanity. It's a relief, because for one brief moment, when Dean held the knife to Cas' throat in the Empty, vial in hand, Cas didn't know what he was going to do.

Addiction, after all, just a dangerous thing. Cas remembers what it was like to be forcibly numbed to it all by Heaven, but he was never given a choice.

It's a relief, then, to be chosen.

[goldrushenthusiast]

interacting with the pjo fandom is a breath of fresh freaking AIR after the marauders because sure, Jason may be dead, but at least they don’t bring it up on every SINGLE post about him like let me enjoy a lil wolfstar headcanon in PEACE without being reminded how terrible their lives were and that they’re both DEAD now thanks.

[arradraws]

🫶

[brainrot28]

who should i do next ?

[randomgirl005]

M. A. G. I. C

Grey's anatomy (from S1-S5)

Meredith Grey

Alex Karev

George O'Malley

Izzie Stevens

Cristina Yang

[erosjournal]

random little valgrace thing i came up w, might use in a fic later :3

once jason had finally kissed leo, he realized things. he realized why people couldn't stop hitting their vapes. he realized why alcoholics loved their poisonous drinks. he realized why people became addicts. he was addicted to leos lips. and he wasn't planning on breaking that addiction anytime soon.

also im sorry if this offends anyone abt the addiction thing, i can take it down if wanted.

[agnes-draws]

i knew you could do it.

[xerith-42]

The ways in which the masses failed to understand Breaking Bad's most important messages might be my Roman Empire.

[grace-of-gotham]

Closed starter for @jp-todd-rp | Universe swap au

Grace woke up alone.

Head pounding, she just lay there, mouth feeling as though it was full of cotton. Bones hollow, the aching hole in her chest more prevalent than ever. It took her a while to form an actual thought.

This wasn't her room, she realised. It was one of the guest rooms. Absently, Grace wondered why Bruce had moved her. But then, he wasn't there to ask, so she soon decided it didn't matter.

His absence felt like another blow. She had gotten used to him being there, keeping silent watch over her when she came to with those haunted, resigned eyes. But Grace supposed that everyone must have their limits. Batman included.

Well... Good.

She didn't want to wait for someone to come in. For the parade of wellmeaning and heartbroken pleas. For the offers of support she knew were genuine but enevitably would do nothing. So Grace decided she just wouldn't. She'd leave before they had the chance.

Unchallenged, she made her way through the corridor, down the stairs to the entrance hall. There was no sign of anyone, which somehow made her steps feel that much heavier. But then wasn't that what she'd wanted?

Her hands tremored lightly as she reached for the door, stepping out into the manor grounds and setting off in the direction of the city with a singular goal in mind.

She needed a drink.

[ampreh]

They're talking- From a LIF RP with [ @audtreegrace | @miru667 's] & [ @the-cashtealer | @ampreh 's] ♥ 40min doodle! I tried different brushes this time.

[gingerylangylang1979]

Sick people are still sick, even if it's addiction or mental illness. We know that but we still don't think and act that way.

I've been wanting to post this for awhile but held back because it's a difficult topic but today I discovered some saddening news that made me feel it was time to talk about it. I'm not going to speak directly to that news or to any of the other situations I'm referencing. You can figure it out if you want but really it doesn't matter who the people are because the people can be anybody.

I'll start by saying I'm the child of a drug addict, my ex-boyfriend was an alcoholic, I've had many friends who have battled addiction and mental health issues. I was deeply hurt by growing up with an addict mother. It is the single most defining thing about me next to being a black woman. I am in my 40's and still grappling with the effects of growing up with her beside me and growing up with her absent from me. The abandonment, isolation, shame, uncertainty, fear, feelings of being cursed, never having normality, all of that will never leave me. All I can do is cope. And I experienced it all over again within a long term relationship in adulthood.

It's probably best that I was estranged from my mother. I know it's best that I left my ex for the last time. I didn't want those people in my live as they were and there was never any way to know if they would ever get better. My mother died. Not a drug related death, ironically she was killed by a drunk driver. Someone else's addiction took her. My ex is still living and the last I knew he was still drinking. A miracle could happen or he could drink the rest of his life.

But what I want to talk about is how we view these ill people. I hated my mother and my ex for a long, long time... until I didn't. That doesn't mean I'm not still angry or no longer hold them accountable. It just means I don't view them simply as my abusers and myself as their victim. It just means I had a shift, not only in how I see them but how I view all people. I had a religious/spiritual conversion at one of the darkest times of my life. Looking back I see that it happened shortly after I left my ex the last time and I was at a sort of rock bottom on every level. I won't go into the long story but will say I came out of the other side loving people. Not in a toxic positivity way, in a genuinely I value people and humanity was put here out of love, made with love, and we all deserve dignity and forgiveness, and can be redeemed no matter what. My whole worldview was rocked. It's a truly radical belief of my faith. Not the supernatural things. I think this because what the average person struggles with the most is just pure love for other people and love for themselves.

And when you view people with love, value life itself, all life, that you can look at a person who doesn't value their own well being and puts the well being of others, even those closest to them, in danger, and still say that person is a child of God who can be redeemed, who is not trash, who is not a loser.

And the funny thing is supposedly we are in a mental health awakening and supposedly see addiction and mental health ailments as sickness. But we still have a hard time accepting that when people are in the worst of their illness that they are indeed sick people. So we label, dismiss, and ridicule them. And if they are a celebrity, forget about it. We want to champion wellness, self care, and therapy but when someone actually desperately needs it and is struggling we shit on them.

I'm in no way saying all behavior is forgiven and there shouldn't be accountability. But after seeing some of what I've seen said recently and especially today it seems like people are just ready to tear someone's complete being down, not just condemn the behavior. I don't think my mom nor my ex were trash. They were deeply broken as we all are, in ways different from myself, or perhaps not and it just manifests in ways different than myself. It still hurts, it always hurts, but they were always hurting, too. It doesn't mean I needed to stay in a place they could hurt me but I didn't degrade their being in thought, speech, or action.

So these people don't deserve to have victims but they also don't deserve to be dehumanized.

We are all worthy of grace. So I'm going to continue to pray for healing of myself and those I know who are struggling.

[artofkhaos404]

To all the self hating Christians out there with self destructive habits and addictions... like me... I have a proposal.

When you make a mistake. Or remember a past mistake. Or discover you've been making continual mistakes without realizing. Or get stuck in a terrible memory. Or the mirror mocks and distorts you. Or you suddenly feel an overall wave of disgust towards yourself, for whatever reason that may be... instead of not eating or cutting or slamming your head into a wall or otherwise punishing yourself...

Pray. Take a moment to breathe and pray.

I want you to pray for grace.

Because our God's grace is sufficient. His blood was spilled for your imperfections thousands of years ago in anticipation for this very moment of human inadequacy and every other that is sure to come in your lifetime. There is no need to spill your own.

Honor His sacrifice. Thank God for His grace.

[how-the-feathers-have-fallen]

Arthur, born of magic 🤝 Merlin, a well of magic

Ya know how in hbo supernatural Dean is addicted to angel grace? Specifically Cas'?

I just think it'd be neat if Arthur was unknowingly addicted to Merlin's magic in the secret good merlin in our heads.

[your-stranger-halfblood-things]

Percy: I'm tired

Jason: So do you want another cup of coffee or do you want sleepy time tea this time?

Percy:

Percy: Coffee please

[xbloodjunkie]

SOMETIMES YOUR BODY TAKES YOU PLACES THAT YOU DIDN’T REALLY PLAN ON GOING

thrash unreal - against me! // spn screen caps