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sweeneydino Ā· 6 months ago
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Offering.
Okay, this one wasn't meant to give off homoerotic vibes it just ended up like that-
Happy pride lol
And a bonus+
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Monsters and aliens just hit different for my ace ass-
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kijeu Ā· 5 months ago
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favourite bang chan fancams 4 / āˆž [ 210903 musicbank - thunderous ā‹† ]
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skimmeh Ā· 6 months ago
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Strange cat posting
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blackkatdraws Ā· 2 years ago
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NARRATOR NO
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NOT THE LIME LIPS šŸ˜¦
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mothiepixie Ā· 2 years ago
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UH, LISTEN I- UH UM šŸ˜³
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theecholegend Ā· 5 months ago
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I once told a joke about chemistryā€¦
But I got no reaction.
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pointycorgiears Ā· 1 year ago
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Tired of Buggy's fashion sense, Crocodile hires a new designer. They are the bestest of friends. šŸ’ŽšŸŠ
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madnesscombatagere Ā· 4 months ago
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I trip and fall over and these spill out my pockets and try to frantically put them back but I keep on failing and then break down crying
Age Regressor - Little Brother Regressor - Nonhuman Regressor - Autistic Regressor - Trauma Regressor - Pet Regressor - Puppy Regressor - Fox Regressor
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rice-pudding-slaps Ā· 8 months ago
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people who say CATS has no plot are the same ones that only read booktook recommendations and think is the highest literature
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monosanimegenericzone Ā· 1 month ago
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errorhalo Ā· 2 months ago
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sorry to everyone that has to see this, uhhh would.
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sweeneydino Ā· 8 months ago
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AHEM.
Dancin.
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jenanigans1207 Ā· 11 months ago
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ā€œWith Cas,ā€ Sam presses on, but his voice has gone gentle, like he knows that heā€™s dangerously close to cracking every facade Dean has worked so hard to maintain for so many years. ā€œYou donā€™t have to do anything different. You donā€™t have to give anything up, you donā€™t have to change anything about yourself. Heā€™s already seen what an asshole you are before coffee, and how goddamn messy you leave the bathroom,ā€ That earns a surprised laugh out of Dean and heā€™s finally able to look up again. ā€œHell, Dean, the dudeā€™s seen your literal soul. If he knows you that well and heā€™s stupid enough to stay by your side the way he has, thatā€™s meant to be.ā€
Dean clears his throat, but it doesnā€™t do anything to make the lump thatā€™s formed there go away. ā€œYeah, heā€™s pretty great.ā€
ā€œHe is.ā€ Sam agrees. He pauses for a second, like heā€™s contemplating whether or not to say one more thing. Dean can see it in his gaze, the exact moment he decides to go for the kill. ā€œAnd I can trust him to take care of you, you know? Heā€™d do anything to protect you and keep you safe. He gave up the entire Heavenly Host for you, Dean.ā€
ā€œFor us,ā€ Dean tries to correct, because if he doesnā€™t , he might actually lose the ability to speak completely.
ā€œFor you.ā€ Sam corrects back. ā€œIā€™m just part of your packaged deal. But if I hadnā€™t been here and it had been just you, he still wouldā€™ve done it.ā€
Itā€™s not often that Dean allows himself to think of what Cas gave upā€” not because he doesnā€™t appreciate it or recognize the magnitude of it, but because it makes him feel completely and utterly inadequate. Because Cas gave up literally everything for him and heā€™sā€” heā€™s just some guy. For all that every God, Monster, and Demon seems to love the taste of his name on their tongue, heā€™s really not anything special. Heā€™s just some guy who was too weak to sustain the never-ending torture of hell and instead gave in to the worst side of himself, turning himself into the kind of monster he would kill if he ever ran across it. He has trust issues, he has anger issues, he hasā€” a whole hell of a lot more than that, to say the least. Heā€™s not a good person, not an honest or honorable person.
Heā€™s not the kind of person an Angel of the Lord should even look twice at, let alone the kind of person an Angel of the Lord should choose.
Cas couldā€™ve had it allā€” every happiness heaven had to offer. He couldā€™ve stayed in Godā€™s good graces, in the good graces of the other angels. He couldā€™ve had anything he wanted and instead he chose to sit in the backseat of the Impala, to watch over Dean and Sam while they sleep in every shitty motel the country has to offer. He chose to never eat a homecooked meal, to barely even have a place to call home. He chose what Dean would describe as the worst possible life and honestly? He doesnā€™t seem like heā€™s ever looked back.
And when Dean examines that too closely, he just feel like absolute shit. Because Cas deserves everything. He deserves every happiness he gave up, every opportunity he turned down. He deserves more than Dean can ever give him. And Dean often feels like a selfish assholeā€” dragging Sam back into the life because he didnā€™t want to be alone, selfishly trying to keep people close to him the they were better on their ownā€” but heā€™s never felt like more of a selfish piece of shit than he does when he realizes that heā€™s glad Cas chose to stay down here with themā€” with him.
ā€œYeah, well,ā€ Deanā€™s voice is rough, raw. He feels like heā€™s bleeding somewhere internally. ā€œIt wouldnā€™t be the right choice.ā€
ā€œChoosing you is always the right choice, Dean.ā€ Casā€™ voice sounds from the doorway suddenly and both Dean and Sam whip their heads in that direction when they realize heā€™s there. ā€œI understand that I have my work cut out for me in terms of making you realize that, but I will never regret choosing you.ā€
Dean clenches his jaw and looks away at the same time that Sam breaks out into a smile. Itā€™s small, but itā€™s genuine and grateful, and Dean thinks that maybe he could just sock both of them in the face and this unbearably vulernable moment could finally pass.
ā€œCas,ā€ Sam says after a second, ā€œIā€™d say welcome to the family, but youā€™ve been part of the family for a long time already.ā€
God, every part of Dean aches. Everything inside of him feels like itā€™s bending and then snapping completely as Cas walks fully into the room and meets Sam for a hug, as they smile at each other. The two people who mean the most in the entire world to Dean, and they care about each other in a way Dean could only dream that theyā€™d be able to. Itā€™s absolutely unbearable, how happy he is. Heā€™s so fucking happy that it hurts, a deep ache, a brittle and tender feeling. He doesnā€™t think his bones are strong enough to withstand it and he thinks that soon he may just fall apart completely.
ā€œYour blessing still means a lot, Sam.ā€ Cas is saying with a hand clapped on Samā€™s shoulder. Neither of them are directly looking at Dean but he knows that theyā€™re both paying attention to him anyway, their gazes fixed on him out of the corners of their eyes.
ā€œHey, I had no choice. I was stuck with him from birth. But heā€™s alright, all things considered.ā€ Sam is joking and Dean thinks that maybe if he just starts screaming, it would do something to dull these emotions. ā€œSo if youā€™re dumb enough to choose him, well, Iā€™m not going to say no to that.ā€
Cas shakes his head a little as he lets out a huff of a laugh. ā€œI am.ā€ Is all he says.
Itā€™s such a simple answer, but it encompasses so much. It encompasses every fight theyā€™ve had, every betrayal theyā€™ve managed to pave over. It encompasses the taste of bad blood that stained the space between them so many times as much as it encompasses all the times Dean dropped to his knees and prayedā€” to Cas, to God, to whoever the hell would listenā€” begging for Casā€™ safety, for his return, for the knowledge that he would always be there. It encompasses every time theyā€™ve been the cause of each otherā€™s wounds as much as it encompasses every time theyā€™ve tenderly and carefully dressed the wounds caused by other people.
Itā€™s only two words, but it says multitudes. Dean had done his part in confessing, in prying every last word out of the shadowed corners of his heart, even with the curse had lifted and the ability to lie has returned to him. And Cas had certainly returned the confession, though it seemed to physically pain him much less to do so. And despite that, hearing Cas claim him to Sam like that, openly and easily acknowledging everything theyā€™ve done through with words that are meant to be a promise for the futureā€” well, Dean really thinks he might be at the limit of all he can bear.
ā€œBut make sure you take care of him, alright?ā€ Sam adds, more somber. Even though heā€™d already expressed his knowledge that Cas would, unfailingly. Even though Cad had, over and over again. But thereā€™s something in the brotherly codebook that demands Sam verbalize it anyway. Dean knows because he wouldā€™ve done the same thing.
ā€œI mean,ā€ Cas pulls his expression back into something serious, too. One of his angel faces that gives away very little emotion. ā€œYour brother is reckless, and self-sacrificing. Heā€™s stubborn, too, and almost never listens to reason.ā€
ā€œAlright, alrightā€”ā€œ Dean tries to interject.
But Cas keeps going, the corner of his lip quirked up, giving away his amusement and sarcasm while Sam laughs openly. ā€œHe shoots first and sometimes asks questions later, and I honestly am not yet certain if he knows what a vegetable is.ā€ And then Cas turns his eyes to Dean and the other half of his mouth turns up, too, so heā€™s actually smiling, and his voice is much softer when he adds, ā€œbut I promise to try my best.ā€
Dean meets his gaze like he has so many times in the past, but itā€™s completely different now. Heā€™s much better at reading and understanding the emotions in Casā€™s eyes, in the lines of his expression. But he also doesnā€™t have to turn away as the warmth blooms on his chest. Heā€™s allowed to feel that now, to embrace itā€” if he ever figures out how.
ā€œYouā€™ve got good points.ā€ Sam claps Cas on the shoulder, back to full-blown amusement. ā€œI should probably be wishing you good luck with him instead.ā€
Cas nods solemnly, ā€œI will need it.ā€
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catboy-bride Ā· 1 year ago
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so recently i read all of berserk
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anxious-scrambles Ā· 9 months ago
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The back of my iPad got Galeā€™d, letā€™s go.
Thanks @lowrifaberart for your dope art skills šŸ‘
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tarot-the-silly-one Ā· 9 months ago
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