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kari-go · 9 months

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Hi! Idk if the kwamies are just for fun or what, but I got the curage (and maybe it's fun) to list what my ideas (for my head"cannon" Miraculouses 😁)

Zebra - equalization, can turn things into their opposite

Llama - commitment, can shoot energy-spit and link the user to the target

Snail - syncronization, the user can sync with targets and control their moves, eithet making them mimic his movements or moving them like a hivemind, working to achive a goal. It also works backword, so othets can control the user's movements (this way it can learn techniques the other can do)

Hedgehog - so far, having pocket dimension to hide or trap othets, maybe change it later...

Pidgeon - generalization. The owner can make itself "unrecogniseable", meaning despite being a person in pidgeon costume, you can't recognise it, simply blends in (you only can spot them if you looking for something very-very specific about them)

Antelope - intention. If the user touches you with it's two horned stick you start to do whatever idea you currently head, even if it's crazy or unlikely to have any succes, the target starts it enthusiasticly

Rhino - potential. The user can "suck" the potential energy from things, making them living "object-magnet" atracting everything, even if it means an unpleasant crush... The user also can charge object with it, making them fly

Firefly - transition. Can become living energy, moving thing and even empovering machines. Literal force

Kangaroo - swich. Can swiching placement of object with limited range

Has no red panda (yet!)😅

Capybara - relaxation. The user simply can others feel good, whatever happening to them

Rattlesnake - avareness. Having bracelet with a campus like rattle-pointer which shows where a previously marked object is

Giraffe - exhaltion (stolen, since they modified the tiger to elation😁) choosing any ability, the user becomes the bes-best in it (like being humanly in the Guinise record book for it, and turn it up by Miraculous -holder standards)

Hippo - overprotection/motherly care (something along those line) can create a bubble where the target just sleeps and floats. This bubble saves the target very well, but not all-proof

Sloth - procrestination. Every time the target would like to do something, manipulates fate to do something (like, insted of taking Miraculous away, goes on for personal revenge (also gains litteral weight to arms and legs)

No racoon or beaver yet

Donkey - humblenes. With a whip, can make the target obey instractions of thr user and behave foolish

Coala - influence. Gives power to do whatever you wish, but limited very much how much support and love does the holder has from the sorrunding peaple...

I hope you like them or find some of them funny, there are many more, some of these even have "pairs" (won't grant wish, but opposite concepts, like LB and CN's), but I like these, hope you to, but I gladly reading your feedback on these as well 😁.

Have a nice day!🙂

They are just for fun but I don't think I would mind adding them if I got an idea for the miraculous and a weapon.

I already have a power for the zebra, anyone who sees them would get vertigo.

Ooh, so like a tracker I like that. They would spit on them and the spit would always be visible to the user. It could wear off over time, I really like this power.

That's really interesting, kinda reminds me of Martyr (black cat) and Mimic (wolf).

That sounds pretty similar to the ferret.

Oh, that's cool. Another I thought of was that they can spy with their feathers xd. But I think I like this one better.

So kinda giving them enough confidence to do that? That's cool, my thoughts were super speed but I like this one.

The salamander already has that power (Tag).

Oh, that's interesting. Kinda seems like an extension of the white lion.

That seems very similar to the panda.

I also haven't thought of one for the red panda 😔.

I see where you're coming from and it fits the capybara, but I already have that power (dove).

That seems similar to the llama.

That seems like the rooster but harder to explain to me. I know that I would have issues with that.

I like that! It's like a combination of betta fish and sheep. I like it.

Hmmm, interesting.

My original thought for the racoon was that they can steal powers, like the butterfly now. But that was when the layers didn't exist. For the beaver, I like the power that @randypelow suggested, the holder pulls objects to make a dome (like a knock-off Shellter).

The donkey was one of the oldest kwamis I had, he was made with Inn and I¨m pretty sure he was the only one who had a power from the set xd. The concept was Adaptation (or versatility at first) and the holder could change the suits to fit the situation, basically like the power-ups. But then I gave that power to the octopus and then I removed it xd. What you suggested seems kinda tricky to me I would have to think about it more.

So like the canon eagle or just a big amount of confidence?

I like a lot of these! You always have so many interesting ideas!

#ask #miraculous ladybug #miraculous disaster au #kwamis #kwami oc #rhino miraculous

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alexagirlie · 1 year

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Dune Angst Week: Time Loop

Angst week brought to you by @dunefandomevents! (I love pluggin my own fanblog hahaha)

I probably won't do all 7 days but I will post what I get!

Day 1: Time Loop AO3 Link

As Paul laid down to sleep that night, curled between the comforting presence of his mother and the newfamiliarstrange presence of the girl he now knows as Chani, he felt hollowed out. Like someone had carved open his chest and dug out everything that made Paul who he was.

Paul closed his eyes and all he could see was Duncan's determined face as the swordmaster gave his final salute to the heir he helped raise.

Paul fell asleep fighting tears, knowing better than to waste the water.

When Paul awoke the next morning he knew immediately something wasn't right. At first he was confused by the sight of the canvas walls of a still tent. Then the confusion swiftly changed to horror as he recognized it as the very still tent he had awoken in the day before. His mother slept restlessly beside him.

No.

As each step repeating, the horror grew.

No.

Duncan finding them on the sand. Paul barely able to keep from breaking down. Holding the bigger man too tight.

No.

Taking refuge in the old ecological site.

No.

At first Paul had hope that this time would be different. He just had to remember what moment the Sardaukar found them and he could help Duncan. This time would be different.

No.

He didn't recognize the moment until it was too late and this time it took his mother ripping him away from the wall to pull him away. To make him leave Duncan again.

No.

He opened his eyes the next morning and again saw the canvas walls of the still tent.

NO.

This time he was determined. He would not allow Duncan to die.

No.

Nothing worked.

Each time the day reset Paul started by telling his mother he had a vision. That he had seen the whole day play out, over and over and he couldn't change it. He needed to change it.

Each time she believed him, each time they made a different plan. One that would still get them to the Freman but change things just enough to save Duncan's life. They needed him to protect them. To bridge the gap between them and the Fremen.

Paul didn't tell her, but he just needed Duncan. No matter the cost. He needed him so much.

Setting a better watch. The Sardaukar were too many and swarmed them all. Paul and his mother barely escaped.

No.

Hiding in a different location in the ecological testing site. They were trapped and this time had no way out. Duncan, Kynes and his mother all died getting Paul out.

No.

Hiding in a different place all together. They attracted the attention of a sandworm and Duncan sacrificed himself to draw the beast off.

No.

Paul had seen Duncan die a dozen different ways and as he opened his eyes one more time to the sight of a canvas wall he finally broke down and sobbed.

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cg29fics · 2 years

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Gone. Update!

Hello 👋 After a near 2 month wait I thought it was about time I put the next chapter of Gone up here.

Thank you to all who are reading along, whether it be your first time or you originally read when I posted on FFNet/Ao3.

I was previously having lots of problems with links, posts not showing in the feed, and other issues. Hopefully all fixed now but if you are reading along you may have missed updates so you may want to check out the links for previous chapters.

If you’d like to be tagged for this or other Fics please let me know: @janetm74 @drileyf @katblu42 @misstb2 @psychoseal @weirdburketeer @alexthefly @thundergeek59 @burningcowboyhoagietaco @dragonoffantasyandreality

Previous Chapter - 29: Operation.

Chapter 30: Allies and Confessions

The Hood landed on a small private airstrip, did his final checks, climbed out of the plane, and was greeted by one of his many contacts, who had previously proven himself valuable.

“I've acquired transport for you sir.” The man said, leading him to a nearby car.

“And the other arrangements?” The Hood demanded.

“I've arranged a base which is relatively close to Good Hope Hospital. The computer systems that you asked for have been set up and I have brought someone in who can use them to hack into the hospitals security systems. They reckon they will have access by time we arrive at the base.” The man responded.

“Good, good!” The Hood replied.

The man smiled. “You will also be pleased to hear that I have a colleague, who has done some private work for me in the past, and works at the hospital. She has been assigned to the team that is directly looking after Virgil.”

The Hood beamed at this news. “You are right. I am pleased! If everything works out the way I planned, and I finally manage to get my full revenge; then I will see that you are handsomely rewarded!”

“Thank you, sir. I won't let you down!”

“Make sure you don't! Now, take me to this base of ours and fill me in on this woman we have working for us on the inside.”

… …

24 Hours Later:

The Tracy's all sat quietly watching Virgil sleep, he had taken the previous day’s news about the extent of his injuries, and the amount of time he would take to recover well. Although they had all guessed that he was hiding how he had really felt. As Virgil continued to sleep, the door opened and Doctor Emily Sanderson, who they had previously met, entered followed by Nurse Andrews, who had initially spoken to Scott and John when Virgil had first been brought in.

“Hey Doc,” Scott said, standing up from his chair. “Where's Doctor Sylvia?”

“He’s just taking a short break,” Nurse Andrews answered with a smile.

“I just need to run a few tests on Virgil,” Doctor Sanderson added.

“Oh, okay.” Scott responded with a look of worry.

“Don't worry, it's nothing serious, all routine tests,” Nurse Andrews reassured.

Doctor Sanderson looked at the family. “I'm sorry but it's a little bit crowded in here. I just need to ask you to wait outside for a moment while I do these tests.”

“Can one of us stay with him?” Scott pleaded.

“Of course!” Doctor Sanderson replied.

Gordon, John, Alan, Jeff and their grandma made their way out of the room while Scott slipped into the chair next to Virgil and took his hand in his. He watched both the doctor and the nurse closely, he didn't know why but all his warning signals were going off in his head, something wasn't quite right, he didn't know what, but he was damned sure not letting anything else happen to his little brother.

…

Meanwhile:

The Hood observed the computer screens in front of him, which were now showing live images from inside of the hospital, he grinned when the man who was operating the camera brought up the live feed from inside Virgil's room. The Hood could see Virgil being tended to by a nurse and a doctor, while his brother sat next to him. “This is fantastic!” The Hood pointed to one of the women who was in Virgil's room with him. “And this is her?” He asked. “The one you were talking about?”

“Yes sir.” The man who had collected him from the airstrip answered. “She's the one who also managed to set up the hidden surveillance in his room.”

“They are International Rescue, how come they haven't detected it?” The Hood questioned.

The guy behind the computer smiled with pride. “It's my own invention sir. Don't worry, they won't find it.”

“Mm… You better be right,” The Hood responded. “Now, when do I get to meet this woman?”

…

As soon as Doctor Sanderson and Nurse Andrews had finished what they were doing and had left the room the rest of the family piled back inside, re-took their seats, and continued to watch Virgil sleeping. Another two hours passed by before Virgil began to stir, from another nightmare.

Scott leant forwards and slowly stroked his hand on his brother’s head. “It’s okay Virgil, it’s just a nightmare.” He consoled, watching Virgil’s eyes begin to flutter. “That’s it. Open your eyes for me Virg. We’re all here… Nobody is going to hurt you!” Scott continued soothingly.

Virgil mumbled some words under his breath which they couldn’t make out and then eventually opened his eyes. “Scotty.”

“Yeah, it’s me… We are all here with you!”

“Bad dream,” Virgil yawned.

“Yes, we could see!” Scott replied. Looking to his father Scott got the nod he was waiting for and then continued. “Hey Virg, we have all noticed that these bad dreams are happening a lot! We’ve all been talking, and you know that we are all here for you… So, why don’t you try and tell us all what they are about? Hopefully, by talking about them, you can then stop them.”

Virgil sighed. “They won’t go!”

Jeff took a hold of Virgil’s hand “Of course they will!”

Virgil felt a tear drop from his eye which his dad instantly wiped away. He knew he needed to tell them about what the Hood had confessed to him when he had been held captive, but he had no idea where to even begin. Virgil felt more tears begin to run down his face.

“Seriously Virg, talk to us,” Alan pleaded with tears of his own.

Virgil breathed out slowly. He could never deny his baby brother anything, especially when he was this upset. So, Virgil began to slowly talk. He told them everything that the Hood had confessed to him. He told them how the Hood had sworn revenge on Jeff, how he had stowed away and honed his powers until he was ready to take his revenge. Virgil then looked at them all as fresh tears streamed down his face. He began to tell them how the Hood had confessed to causing the Avalanche, with his powers, that had killed their beautiful mother. Then how the Hood had finally taunted him by planting the visions in his mind and making him relieve that day again and again. Then leaving them, ingrained in his head, as a nightmare, cursing him every time he slept. Then finally, how the Hood had taunted him with the fact that the dreams would remain until the day he died.

…

Meanwhile:

The Hood offered a seat to the woman in front of him, which she gladly took. He pulled up his own chair and surveyed her. “So, I’ve been told you have direct access to Virgil Tracy.” The Hood questioned.

“Yes, that’s correct. I was originally assigned to the team that’s looking after him.” She replied.

“So, you can get me direct access to him, without his family being there,” The Hood probed.

“Absolutely,” She responded confidently.

“Good, then I’d like to strike tomorrow!” He added.

“No problem at all sir,” She smiled confidently.

“Good!” He said standing and walking towards the door. He turned back towards her. “And please, call me Balah Gaat!”

Chapter 31. Evil Intentions

#thunderbirds fanfiction #cg29fics #thunderbirds #thunderbirds are go #thunderbirds are go fanfiction #thunderbirds fandom #thunderbirds original series

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zhongrin · 1 year

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!!! the event + afterparty were all super fun to witness n you did a really good job!! the afterparty was a little hard to follow but super cool nonetheless. also, when i sent in that ask abt my theory, i was so sure i was right only to get humbled by the alchemist sdbfhjsd

if you dont mind, can you explain the whole thing going on with albedo and dorian? mb im just slow or missed a bunch of important lore while scrolling through my dash, but what actually happened?

thank youuuu <333 and hsldkfjlsdf i hope bedo's answer didn't hurt you or anything, he's just.... i feel like it would be how he writes hahaha

oh gosh uhh the whole thing? there's.... there's a lot shldfjlksdfj

ok, let me try to summarize this... (i won't include ALL the hints i dropped because that would be. uhh. crazy. lol. just the important ones!)

ebg event

you can see a documentary of all the asks here - except for day 7 (thanks navi!! mwah mwah)

there are a few clues dropped in here and there as to what's causing mei's (who is my sona in this story basically) memory loss. the pills were a distraction (they really were for caffeine deficiency). but if you go through some asks and my posts for the last 2 days (albedo taking out mei's vision from the drawer + them taking it somewhere else), you'll notice that it's actually the loss of her vision that's causing it (side note, i was cheeky and gave yall hint on the vision poll - there's a hidden link on the underline of the emoji. you're welcome <3)

as for what happened on day 7... there were many things that happened because things were escalating really fast, and basically one of you tried to save mei AND almost succeeded. this happened on the last ask of day 7, where mei confronts albedo for the pills (because her friends - aka everyone - were basically saying that the pills were the issue here). pushed up against the wall, albedo decides to subdue her and flees to another location because he knows the lab isn't safe.

ebg afterparty

so after all that, we transition to the afterparty. where basically albedo and dorian take over the blog, because mei is mostly unconscious. as for why she's unconscious, it was because of fentanyl, which bedo actually referenced here before.

on the afterparty intro post, you can see that there are codes that you can actually try to decipher. but i'll spare you the headache and gives you the result. it says:

1 ask = 10m Σ 2800m time is ticking

this is basically a countdown to mei waking up. the total is 2800 minutes (aka 48 hours - so that's 2 days). 1 ask (only valid ones though, not the shitposts. which you can see, some posts have the '10' tag and some don't) will minus 10 minutes off the clock. and this runs in real time. the pinned post had the countdown and the hour, so you could actually track from there.

the gimmick is that, albedo will keep adding into this 'clock'. hence you see some posts with '+240' and all that. so it was actually everyone's objective to keep sending asks and waking mei up. i think only a few people realized this lol

so! that's the mechanics out of the way. lore-wise, remember: the missing vision was the reason mei lost her memories. albedo/dorian took that vision out of the drawer somewhere. so your goal was to actually locate where they were hiding and give mei's vision back to her.

now about the 'timelines' - basically what happened was that, since everyone was doing rp on their own characters and situations, it wasn't possible at this point to make them happen in one world. hence, i dropped hints about different timelines being at work here.

think of it as a parallel universe, right? one decision leads to another, and had you made a different decision, it would have been a branch of a story on its own.

but considering all that, the main storyline is still the same. everyone's goal is still the same, and albedo's actions don't differ much from all the timelines. hence i kept trying to steer you all toward where they were (it was mingyun village. see if you can spot all the little hints i dropped lol).

the thing is that almost no one really realized about the missing vision until later on, and even then no one asked where it was. so i couldn't fit the opportunity to give you clues ;w; (but on risu's last ask, i did give you a revelation - it's actually on albedo. yeah.. he had it on him the entire time lol)

so uh yeah. anyway. i probably missed a lot of things. but keep sending stuff so i can. rehash it out and geek out about all the hidden lore of this massive au? please lol

#rin answers #rin is having tea with: miyo 🧡

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whispers-soundtrack-project · 2 years

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Obi-Wan Kenobi

Fanmix Part Two

These songs have been added to my Obi-Wan Kenobi Spotify Playlist, which is linked at the bottom of this post

Tagging @weepingkittybear & @caysera, for dropping likes on the previous part!

The Razor's Edge (Digital Daggers)

I'm scared 'cause the past * Keeps pulling me back * Distorting the future

Daniel In The Den (Bastille)

And felled in the night * By the ones you think you love * They will come for you

Angel in Hell (Klergy)

And there * There they go again * The voices in your head * Telling you * You don't belong here

Daylight (Asia)

I wanted to see things just the way they used to be * Don't want those shadows hanging over me

Lullaby (Sia)

Send a hope upon a wave * A dying wish before the grave * Send a hope upon a wave * For all the souls you failed to save

When The Truth Hunts You Down (Sam Tinnesz)

The image takes it shape * With every step you take, closer * The past will show its face * You can't hide from your mistakes

Hold Me Now (Red)

I see the fire in the sky, * See it all around me * I said the past is dead, * The life I had is gone * Said I won't give up, * Until I see the sun

Everywhere I Go (Sleeping At Last)

Danger will follow me now * Everywhere I go * Angels will call on me * And take me to my home * This tired mind just wants to be led home

A Storm Is Comin' (Tommee Profitt & Liv Ash)

A storm is comin', that you can't escape * Tears are fallin', like blood and rain * Thunder's shaking, and it's gonna break * A storm is comin', that you can't escape

Welcome Back To You (Aron Wright)

In the becoming you became somebody else * Put through the wringer couldn't recognize yourself * But slowly, surely you have risen from your hell * Welcome back to you

#obi wan kenobi #obi wan #star wars #star wars fanmix #fanmix #playlist #Spotify

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horizon-forbidden-sheesh · 4 months

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Writing Process: Drafting

Sooooo, I started drafting Part 2 almost immediately after Part 1 concluded—and by now I've abandoned my Scrivener file entirely and am doing everything in Google Docs. (I talk about my switch from Scrivener to Google, here. ⚙️)

This time, I didn't have all the journal entries to work from, either. I was starting entirely from a blank slate. So at first, I just let myself WRITE. All the scenes I was most excited about, in no particular order, just to squeeze all the juice out.

I did that for like a month. And then, when I had about 15-20k words of random bits and bobs, I started to put them in order, and develop a through-line. That's where the draft docs & trackers came in.

✏️ Away from Scrivener, I needed some extra organizational tools to house my more general notes, research, & scraps. So, I built this li'l cutie with easy links to all my Google draft files, and included a brief summary that helped me greatly when plotting out the next set 10 chapters for Part 2:

*The chapter titles were updated as my outline changed, but the summaries did not! The descriptor for Chapter 20 is now, like, Chapter 23.

Keeping the descriptors short really helps me stay on task. If I have so much I need to cover in a chapter that it drops my formatting to the next line, I know I probably won't be able to cover everything in ~3,000-5,000 words.

✏️ Now, that's just the first page of the "Table of Contents." As of today, it's 13 pages long, and it also houses a TON of notes and working drafts and snippets of dialogue that I am saving for future, as-yet-unspecified chapters.

It's really messy—and sometimes when I'm out & about and my service is shit, I whip open my old Notes app, just to get a thought down. Here, have a taste of what's been rattling around in my brain...

Dialogue often starts as just the dialogue. I layer in tags & descriptors later, during the editing process. Most of the conversations I've written started with me talking to myself alone in the car, in the shower, or while washing dishes. (This works for copywriting too. My best ideas almost NEVER come to me while I'm sitting-down-looking-at-a-screen. Of course.)

For instance, that same conversation made it from the Notes app into a Google Doc and has since evolved to:

A li'l somethin-somethin from the upcoming Scorcher Season's Chapter 24 🔥

✏️ Once I've got all the major plot points written, I'll go back and write the "boring" stuff in chronological order. Okay, it's not really boring. It's just the filler information that helps a reader get from point A to point B, and I edit as I go. This ends up being like half of the total word count for the full 10 Chapters.

I'm currently hitting this point in Part 3—and you can see below that just writing my favorite parts here and there gets me pretty far on its own. Over the last 3 weeks, I've nearly exhausted my imagination developing the general story arc. Next up, I'll go back and start fleshing out each chapters one by one.

Wanna know something CRAZY?? Over the last ~year, I've noticed that I tend to write nonstop during Mercury Retrogrades. Like, I don't want to do anything else. I'm learning not to schedule any major projects for these ~3 week periods, so I don't blow my deadlines on account of being too obsessed with my fanfic to bother. 😅

After my decision to expand to 4 Parts total, my original ToC Doc got a bit... top heavy. (Also, I got really tired of manually calculating all the word counts.) So, instead of continuing in Docs, I added a tab to my spreadsheet:

*Hiding my chapter summaries so as not to spoil!! 😈

As you can see, I fill in the links as I create the draft docs... and I've already had to split a chapter in half due to scale, so the untitled <Scorcher 7> dropped to Part 4. I'm hopeful I won't have to split any more, so I can end strong on 'Ten Days.'

I don't usually start the finale until the very end, because I've learned that the wonderful comments I receive will sometimes give me extra ideas that I want to ensure make it into the fic!

✏️ Around the time I've fully completed the first 5 chapters, I'll give myself the green light to start posting. That leaves me just enough runway to finish out the rest of the season, and posting on a timeline helps keeps me motivated & accountable!

This is getting kinda long, so I'll write about Trackers & Timelines I've developed along the way in another post.

Thanks for being here! 🖤

xo, Sheesh.

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lyteupthelyfe · 3 years

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Hey!

Since it seems both my posts and this blog have been getting a little bit of traction, I thought I might as well introduce myself properly to y'all!

Hi! I'm lyte! I run this blog/account! I hope you have a good time here!

More (blog type, fanfic I'm writing, blog future) below the cut!

So yeah, I'm lyte, and for clarity, yep, this is a multifandom blog, mainly for Fire Emblem: Three Houses and RWBY, though the other fandoms in my bio mean that if I wanted to, I would unhesitatingly post about, like, Octopath or Breath of the Wild, or whatever.

And on that, this is mainly a thoughts/discussion/theories/analysis blog, as in if you looked through all of my original posts and reblogs that I've added on to, like 90% of it is gonna be a theory or discussion or the like. And, reblogs/comments etc are encouraged! If you've got thoughts you wanna add to something I've posted, go ahead! Same for if you wanna know my opinions on something or respond to an ask meme--the askbox awaits!

Kinda going off the multifandom angle, I'm also a multishipper. If/when I post (or even write about in a fic) shipping content, that doesn't mean that I'm ride-or-die for that ship and that ship only by far.

Which reminds me, I haven't said it already but I am on Ao3 as lyteupthenyte! I have two active fics at the moment:

The Apex of the Worlds, an epic, multi-pov crossover fic that collides the worlds of Fire Emblem: Three Houses, Octopath Traveler, and the Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild, and is currently about a quarter or so done. You don't need to have necessarily played all three games, as I try my best to introduce each character/world so that while a google or tumblr search might be needed here or there, you won't be completely lost in the dark (hopefully). Synopsis as follows:

"After one hundred years, Link has to stop Ganon from rising again, and so too must Zelda. Sidon lives in the shadow of Mipha, while Yunobo thinks himself falling short of Daruk's legacy. Paya hopes to protect the Sheikah, all the while running from the tragedy of her past, and Teba does his part for the Rito by tamping on his deepest calls for righting the world. Riju is lost on how she can lead a people she's left endangered, but Adrian—born of the Yiga—is just as torn between his orders and his heart. Across an impossible distance, Edelgard's fragile dream is loftier than the stars themselves, while Primrose just wants to hide from herself.

But...what if they can somehow turn their world—their worlds—on its head? Just what would happen next?"

And Placeholder (Right Where You Left Me) is a short, also currently quarter-done, character study/fill-in-the-gaps RWBY fic about General Ironwood and an almost questionable rule-bending friendship with Ambrosius, the Relic of Creation, as he moves through his own life and the events of Volume '0', Volume 2, Volume 4 and Volume 6. Synopsis:

James Ironwood is usually a stickler for the rules. Rules like "Don't keep the Relics outside the Vaults."

Except, ever since he met Ambrosius, the Relic of Creation, he doesn't really want to follow that rule. For some ridiculous, gods-damned reason, he can't bring himself to put the Staff back in the Vault, not yet. Not. Yet.

But why? Why, why, why? For someone to talk to? To talk to without a moment passing by? To hold onto mystery and fantasy for just that bit longer?

For anything, is it really worth the riskiest friendship in all of Remnant?

Absolutely.

And, well, that's about it. I'll post about things I like, updates to the fics, any new fics I might write, thoughts, theories and discussions.

Oh! And just as i remember, there are a bunch of #lyte “….” tags on my blog! The most active one atm is “lyte does contraclass”, which follows my current fe3h playthrough!

Oh, and per my blog title, I absolutely do simp for many fictional men because I think they are all very pretty. But I won't post simp content. Probably.

At least... I don't... think... I will?

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A sacrifice is due

Summary: The village elders have declared a sacrifice needs to be made to appease a deity, in specific a maiden to be sacrificed. In retaliation to the declaration of sacrifice, every parent has locked in their daughter to protect them.

No one once thought that they would take a male if necessary.

Tagging: @godmodebeginswithlesbians (who is an awesome person)

Warnings: check the tags for warnings

Authors note: Look, I had no clue where this going except for the vibe and the idea, also its kind of like LU, but not really the exact same, so, yeah, hope you enjoy

Link was simply guarding his sister as she had wanted to go on a short walk, nor harm in doing so is what they both thought.

They were wrong.

Two warriors in training had jumped them, catching Link instead of Aryll who ran as Link shouted the instruction. They had him trapped in a fishing net as they dragged him across the island to a hut, tossing him to the ground in the process.

He had himself untied in seconds only to find one of said warriors in training had a dress and a cape like jacket on hand. Link could only dart for a window finding all three of them had been boarded up leaving the room lit only by the slanted windows of the roof. He threw punches and kicks as the two warriors attempted to switch his tunic for a blue dress, by the time it was half on him he gave up.

Link knew he could only wait patiently for his arms to not be tied up in dress fabric before he could throw a decent punch. A white glove was pulled over one hand up to his elbow before his wrists were tied together behind his back to the point of tearing skin if he struggled. He felt a tug on his hair and released a short yelp, his hair stayed tugged back with two greens beads on either side that had red ribbon attached. The cape like jacket was pulled over his head and rested on his shoulders, a strip of fabric between either open edge in the front keeping it closed.

The two warriors stepped away from Link who near instantly jumped to his feet to try and throw a punch, the rope around his wrists preventing him. He attempted a kick next, only to find his thick, leather boots replaced by what could only be described as dainty fairy boots. They were still leather but a lot less durability and no cuff to be rolled, reaching nearly to his knee.

One warrior got behind Link and pulled a strip of fabric over his face, getting lodged between his lips, tied behind his ears preventing him from speaking. He was weakened to nothing without words and fists to fight with, silk draped over his body did little to help.

The dress he had been manhandled into was silky and loose, dark blue with oceanic designs near the hem. A small metal hoop was attached to the fabric near his sternum to hold it up with a strip of fabric hanging around his neck. The jacket was added to hide how wide his stance was compared to a female, but he would still pass even with extra muscle and unkempt, short almost dirty blonde hair.

The two simply stared at Link before commanding him to stand, which is what he did. The two led Link across the town, only then did he realize their were slits in the dress that rose to the middle of his thighs, and he was grateful they let him keep his relatively tight trousers on. He was led past the borders of the island town into the once open forest, now overgrown and darkened by the foliage and large trees.

The warriors in training pushed Link onto a stone slab, at least a foot tall and flipped him onto his back. Link didn't dare move, hoping they would let him be until whatever they were sacrificing him to ate him or something. He knew he was screwed only when one pulled out a knife and walked to one of Links sides.

"Where do we stab him?"

"We should've grabbed his sister."

"I said, where do we stab him?"

"His heart, should we really be doing this with a guy, it might not work if it isn't a maiden, you know how fickle gods are."

"Look at this man and tell me it won't work, look at how female he looks."

"I guess, just get it over with already."

"You sure you don't want to do the honors?"

"I'm sure."

"Ok."

With that word the dagger was driven into Links chest, blood shot up the Hylians throat as the metal pressed against organs. Link coughed and coughed against the fabric in his mouth, blood starting to seep through, he would suffocate at this rate. He tried to flip himself onto his front, but the blade in his chest prevented him from doing so.

Both warriors in training ran the second they heard a branch snap, leaving Link to struggling against the restraints and the pain in his chest.

Oddly enough, they missed his heart, what they were supposed to hit.

Link kept struggling, forcing his wrists apart to loosen the ropes, even as a shadow hung over top his form. He froze when he felt a hand on the back of his neck, his body fell limp, playing dead out of reflex. The rope on his wrists fell loose with only a bit of pressure against his hands, which fell to his sides.

He stayed perfectly still as whatever unrestrained him circled his form, eyes clenched shut. He was on his knees at this point, and still extremely vulnerable, he could only hope this deity was peaceful. He felt the bloodied fabric fall from between his lips as the pressure was released and he could close his mouth properly.

The sound around him came to a complete halt and he opened his eyes being greeted with what could be a version of himself. He had glazed over eyes and markings on his face, tunic sky blue and with chunks of armor on his torso, sword much like an infinity loop. Link could only shudder in fear and freeze up, taking absent note of the shackled wolf at the deitys side.

Link could do nothing, normally he would draw his sword and fight, but he didn't have his sword. He could only sit and wait for his doom, or maybe being told to get out. The wolf hopped onto the stone tablet, circling Link as well before resting their paws on his shoulders and resting their head on Links from behind.

"Get off of him," The deity instructed the two animals who stood still, growling as they did, the deity sighed before turning to leave. "Fine then, stay there and be stuck in this timeline forever, have fun with that." The wolf near instantly dropped from Links form before rushing to the deity who chuckled a bit before turning back and pulling Link to his feet, the warrior stumbling against the silken dress.

"Your the deity I was supposed to be killed for, right?" Link asked before gesturing to the knife in his chest in reference to the sacrifice, the deitys eyes widened only a bit before he released a fairy to heal Link after removing the knife, blood spilling onto the dress.

"Sacrificed, not killed, sacrificed, I swear theres a difference," The deity said before leading Link through the forest, the animal following closely. "Besides, I'm sure the two who brought you here are already returning to make sure you survived."

"Why would they care if I survived?" Link asked with a light huff before kicking off the boots by catching them on a rock, easier to go barefoot then wear those dainty boots that chafed against his skin, the wolfs fur brushing against his calves every other step, fur unrealistically soft, but hay like at the same time.

"Eh, they're also you," The deity said taking note of how Link tensed up and slowed for only a second. "You know how a hero in green returns to beat an all consuming evil every hundred years or so, they're different incarnations of that hero like you are, and they need all the help they can get to save everything that ever existed."

"That's hard to believe, but I suppose you exist and look a lot like me, so I might as well believe you, but everything ever?" Link asked in slight disbelief that an evil so great that it could destroy everything that ever existed and ever will exist could have risen from the ashes of something else or nothing else.

"That's what they said, I'm simply bringing them through timelines to help them retrieve every other incarnation," The deity explained before branches rustled in the distance, Links reflex was to run and attack, but instead he hid himself behind the deity who stood still as two people tumbled from the bushes, covered in twigs and clearly out of breath. "And there they are."

The two looked like Link did.

One of them had a green headband and a multicolored tunic, red, green, blue and purple, their hair was a scruffy mess and tangled despite being at only a bit longer than Links. They had no armor resting atop or below their tunic, not even an armguard, only a pair of leather fingerless gloves worn down from wielding varying weapons and items, boots with cuffs rolled down and eyes that shone with the four colors he brandished in pride.

The other one had a green cap that had been worn thin in some spots, tunic a burnt red with dark green Hylian markings scattered across the hemming in respect, their hair was seemingly well kept under the cap. They clearly had chainmail under their tunic and beige trousers with leather boots that reached up to just below his knees, silver shin guards strung overtop said boots, eyes somewhat dull but still sparking with a fierce and blazing red.

They stumbled over to the deity, the two being caught from their fall by the wolf who barely gave under their weight. The deity helped them to their feet, Link only tried to hide behind said deity.

"This is Legend and Four, both of them are incarnations of you, but they have alias to not get mixed up with the rest of them, also why they changed their clothing that much." The deity explained, Link nodded before stepping up front and putting out two hands to shake, which he was greeted with two hearty handshakes.

"Hi, I'm Four like Fierce just explained, sorry for tying you up, we had to for the sake of making sure the elder wouldn't question us." Four said with a nervous chuckle before releasing his grip on Links hand, the warrior nodded.

"You already know I'm Legend, sorry for forcing you into that dress and those boots, like Four said, it was to fool the elder." Legend explained, releasing his grip on Links hand before handing over his old blue tunic, beige trousers and the Wind Waker, Link gave a thanks before pulling off the cape like jacket and dress, pulling his shirt on overtop instead.

"I guess it's ok, but are you sure you want me on your team, all I did was sail around on a boat." Link explained with a bit of a sigh as he changed his trousers to the beige ones, being handed a pair of sandals by Four.

"The last skill we need for our team, and you got the Wind Waker which'll also be a massive help." Legend explained, almost rolling his eyes as though it was obvious, Four elbowed him in the side, the wolf biting down in Legends ankle lightly.

"What would I even be called if I did join you and however many other Links there are, I can't just go by Link, that isn't only my name, and I'm drawing a blank on nicknames." Link stated, rubbing his arm nervously, joining a group of different incarnations of himself sounded pretty good, but at the same time he could see downsides.

"We could call you Boat." Legend offered, spreading his arms as he offered the nickname with a smirk, everyone gave him a look that spoke volumes.

"I think Ocean sounds better." Four offered, Legend rolled his eyes, of course Four thinks of a better name, Link still glanced to the side at the name, it didn't fit properly.

"I say you call him Wind, I think it fits perfectly, if not that then we can call him Link until he has a nickname." Fierce stated, that was the way it had been for Four until they thought of a good nickname, having gone through various other possible names before Four, even then Split was still used by accident sometimes.

"That's perfect Fierce, how did you think of that, just like that?" Link, Wind, asked as he repeated the word in his head multiple times, it fit near perfectly to his adventure and special item, it would work just fine.

"Luck I guess." Fierce said, shrugging his shoulders.

"I think it's just the way it goes, he offered my nickname, he offered Times nickname, even Twilight took his nickname, despite being deadset on Wolf for a week until Fierce offered Twilight." Four explained gesturing to the wolf who rolled their eyes before barking harshly and lifting their snout a bit in a futile attempt at being snobby in a canine form.

"The wolf is also one of us?" Wind asked in slight disbelief, the wolf trotting over to Wind and forcing themselves on their hindlegs before placing a paw on winds shoulder, dark squares shrouding their form before clouds crawled up their form, slowly turning them human, leaving a new version of Link with a hand on Winds shoulder.

This version had few markings on their face and a traditional green tunic altered only slightly, a strip of grey fur around their neck the only major difference, they had a scar over their eye and a broken shackle on their left wrist. Their hair was dirty blonde with a single streak of grey, his eyes were sharp but still sapphire, they only had one armguard the other left unprotected, a bow and arrow rested on his back.

"Of course I am, idiot, why do you think I was with Fierce?" The taller version of Link asked almost cockily, Wind was so short compared to this version of Link, named Twilight as Four had said.

"Just following him around, or maybe his slave, you do have a shackle on your wrist." Wind said before pulling on the shackle gently, Twilight hissed as the metal was harshly pressed to his skin, stinging and leaving a light burn mark, it would disappear in an hours time.

"Fair enough," Twilight said before picking up Wind who released a small sound of surprise as he clung to the strip of fur desperately, an arm keeping him from slipping as he rested at Twilights waist. "We should get going before a villager sees us Fierce."

"You take the fun out of everything, but you do have a point." Fierce said before leading them deeper into the forest, everyone following close behind until they crossed into a ditch that wasn't on the island, crossing into a different timeline just like so, Wind didn't notice until the scent of ocean air stopped abruptly.

"Where are we?" Wind asked before hopping from Twilights grip, ground below dusty and slanted with few tarp tents set up, a cooking pot set up overtop a fire, no one was instantly in his view until another version of Link stepped from a tent.

This one had metal armor over a dark green tunic, boots leather and cuff rolled down as always, their hair cut a bit shorter than the rest but a near golden luster in blonde strands. A few scars were visible on their arms, legs and one on their face, passing through their upper and lower lip to the left of center, their armguards leather and worn after years of use, and out of respect for their ancestors, wearing short shorts that were clean aside from blood stains.

They only noticed everyone after Twilight whistled, they came practically running, Wind inched back in fear. Upon closer inspection, lesser and lighter scars could be seen scattered across what skin was showing.

"You found him?" This one asked.

"Of course we did, and we've already come to the conclusion that his nickname is Wind." Fierce explained before pushing Wind forward a bit, the latter clearly a bit scared, the other version of Link crouched down to be at eye level before putting out a scarred hand to shake, Wind took it gently, being able to feel each scar.

"I'm Time, the one who started gathering other incarnations of Link with Fierces help." Time said with a light smile, Wind nodded a bit before releasing his grip, still on edge at how... Mangled Time was, he could only imagine the fights needed for those types of scars, he couldn't help but stare.

"How did you get those scars?" Wind asked, everyone tensed a bit, including Time but he eventually choked out an answer.

"I got 'killed' so many times when I was a kid before ending up back in the future where I was older, in doing so, scars form rapidly and unevenly, time travels a bitch and now I scare everyone off because of said scars." Time explained, gesturing with his hands a bit, the subject was clearly a fresh wound and one that would never fully heal for varying reasons, but why keep such useless information from a new teammate.

"So, is it just us, five, or is there more?" Wind asked, gesturing vaguely to the four alternate incarnations of Link around him, Fierce took a moment to count before answering.

"We still have to find The Hero Of The Sky, The Hero Of The War, The Hero Of The Wild, and The Hero Of Hyrule," Fierce explained, Wind had a hard time believing that many existed. "And Fours Shadow and Times Shadow as well."

"That would add up to, a lot." Wind stated as he tried to imagine how that many could work as a team, he had a hard enough time working alone with his contradicting strategies and tactics, more than seven of them contradicting each other sounded more than hard, impossible even.

"We have a lot of work to do." Legend stated before walking off to a tarp tent and returning with a timeline map, various intervals crossed out and others circled, Wind took note that all the ones coming after what he assumed was his era were crossed out, what he assumed was Fours splitting away from Winds.

"How come some of them are crossed out?" Wind asked carefully, Legend was first to speak.

"Either we don't need that many of us on our team or their era is already totaled," Legend explained, gesturing the next few circled eras, one with a wing, one with a staff, one with a blue scarf, one with a harp, one with an eye and one with the Tri Force, Wind was already confused by looking at how they lined up, especially considering the one with the eye came after collapsing timelines rejoined. "The circled ones are stable or have potentially crucial incarnations."

"Wait, how come that one is still standing despite coming after a dying timeline?" Wind asked before gesturing to the final destination on the map.

"Support from stronger timelines, but because some of them are dying it's losing support and losing crucial elements," Fierce explained before pointing to stronger timelines that still had almost all supports. "Think of a table missing a leg, or with a nearly broken leg, it can still stay standing, but its wobbly and unstable, going to come crumbling down at any second."

"We should hit that place up first then." Wind said, nobody agreed, they all shared glances instead.

"We can't hit up that place until we have at least one more in our party, the five us wouldn't be able to sustain a base and a mission to recruit that Link in his world, as it's an amalgam with bits and pieces of every world before it, including elements of it's own life and style that make it different," Four explained, Wind had a hard time understanding how exactly that made sense, but judging by how the timelines lined up and merged at the end, he supposed it made enough sense. "Long story short, even with Fierce on our team, heading there is a death wish."

"Then we should get The Hero Of War first." Wind said, everyone agreed with his statement before Fierce showed Wind the entirety of their base and the borders that end in anti void, as the base was in a pocket between timelines that shouldn't collapse unless the base of the timeline split was destroyed, Times era would be where the splitting of timelines stemmed, so as long as nothing destroyed it everything should be fine.

Besides, Times era was, by far, a bit to strong to collapse or be destroyed with the snap of a finger even from the ultimate evil.

Unless, something before Times era was altered even slightly.

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Destiel Chronicles

Vol. CXXIV

It was a love story from the very beginning.

"I Love--"

(15×09)

Hello my friends! We are here again in Purgatory of Love 2.0 and the ILY that did was, but writers wanted us to think it was hahahahaa. *I hate you Dabb*.

This is a summary of my meta from episode 15x09 with some new addition.

You can find all my metas from this episode in the following links: X, X, X and X.

The Break is Huge

I'm just gonna point how bad things are between Dean and Castiel.

And I want to bring back here one scene I didn't put in the previous volume...

Gifset credit @jellydeans

CASTIEL: No idea. He was very distraught.

DEAN: Yeah, but what exactly did he say?

CASTIEL: "Leave. Get out. I want you dead". We didn't bond.

Castiel uses this opportunity to remind Dean his own hard words to him the day he left. And Dean's face is priceless, that swallow showing he knows exactly what he said to Castiel. But, as always, he can't just use his words to ask for forgiveness.

Things are not okay... are worse than ever.

Coming back to episode 9, at the beginning, things are still bad.

Gifset credit @starlightcastiel

Their fights are getting wilder, Castiel is plenty hones with his own frustration and anger against Dean, and it shows. He's just tired. Dean can't believe Castiel is calling him like that just because Castiel doesn't use that words with him. This was written to show us how bad things are between them.

And they kept fighting and fighting, and Dean trying to avoid Castiel when they arrive to Purgatory...

DEAN: (...)Okay. Let's split up.

CAS: What?

DEAN: You go that way. I'll go this way. We'll meet back at the Rift, alright? We'll cover more ground. We'll better our odds.

CAS: Yeah. We'll also improve our odds of getting lost or killed. Come on.

We can see here again, how tired Castiel is about Dean's childish behavior to not be alone with Castiel and not face him as an adult in an adult conversation. Just avoid the huge elephant. Right?

If we make an analysis about these two situations, we can conclude:

The important thing here, is that Castiel is the one thinking like a strategist, taking war decision, focused on the mission. Like the soldier he is, and Dean was so unfocused, that Cas had to take the command. The first time is when he made Dean decline his plan to rescue Sam and go to Purgatory for that blossom, and the second time was when they just arrived to Purgatory, Dean wanted to go separately, and Cas shoved that idea off. And after that, he said LET'S GO, so, Commander Castiel had given an order!!!! And Dean followed it!

Dean seemed to be uncomfortable by Castiel's side, that's why he proposed him to go separated, and that's why he named Benny. He needed a third one to avoid Castiel.

Another hard conversation is the one before they went into the trap.

CAS: Well, this place will bring that out in you. Guilt. It was my fault the Leviathan got out. It was my fault we were here the first time. I carry that guilt every day.

DEAN: I know you're sorry, Cas. About Bel, about Mom.

CAS: I was talking about Jack. I already apologized to you. You just refused to hear it.

DEAN: Sorry I brought it up. Maybe if you didn't just up and leave us.

CAS: You didn't give me a choice. You couldn't forgive me. And you couldn't move on. You were too angry. I left, but you didn't stop me.

Cas was honest again... The hard quote he threw Dean, after trying to show him he was sorry because of Jack, and he already had said I'm sorry to Dean, but he didn't want to listen, Dean couldn't move on. The hard quote came after Dean played his card saying Cas left, blaming him for leaving... The hard quote from Cas was... "I LEFT, BUT YOU DIDN'T STOP ME." This was like a bomb my friends!!! Dean remained speechless again!!!!

It's as if Cas was saying... 'You wanted me to leave. That's why you didn't stop me.'

Purgatory not only brings guilt, but also, purity of heart. It's about facing your deep and repressed feelings. And that's why it had to be here where Dean had to apologize and recognize his love for the angel... even when he didn't say ILY.

Love is in the Air

The Prayer

Dean lost Castiel again. And he is literally, DESPERATE. He doesn't know what to do, because he has been walking and looking for him, but Castiel is not there.

Finally, Dean succumbs on his knees, and prays to Castiel...

DEAN: Cas? Cas, I hope you can hear me... that wherever you are, it's not too late. I should've stopped you. You're my best friend, but I just let you go. 'Cause it was easier than admitting I was wrong.

I – Ohh. I don't know why I get so angry. I just know – I know that it's – i-it's just always been there. And when things go bad, it just – it comes out. And I can't -- I can't stop it. No matter how – [Sniffles] how bad I want to, I just can't stop it. And – And I – I forgive you. Of course I forgive you. I'm sorry it took me so long – [Sniffles] I'm sorry it took me till now to say it. Cas, I'm – I'm so sorry. Man, I hope you can hear me.

Gif credit @starlightcastiel

The prayer exposed Dean's deep misery as a human, Dean talked about this toxic behavior, he know he acts like that, hurting people by his side, throwing his own guilt and fears against the ones he loves. He began the prayer with the last honest quote Cas told him... I SHOULD STOP YOU. When Cas left. Dean should stop him, why? BECAUSE YOU'RE MY BEST FRIEND. I will stop in this quote... Dean is talking about him, he is not saying YOU ARE OUR BEST FRIEND, he is saying MY. That's a huge step, and also it is important to understand he is not saying YOU ARE LIKE A BROTHER, he is not putting Castiel in that position, as he did in episode 11x23, using the words BEST FRIEND, is a huge step for Dean.

He recognized he was angry, and he threw his crap to Cas, who had always been there.

Then he took the I'm sorry Castiel had said to him, several times, and he answered OF COURSE I FORGIVE YOU. Because how couldn't he? How couldn't he forgive Castiel? That's a huge quote there too, he is saying, no matter what Cas does or says, Dean will always forgive him, you do that just with people you love, deeply.

Then, he repeats I'm sorry a lot of times, with tears running on his face, that's heartbreaking, and that's too sincere. The huge fact is... He's kneeled down while he is asking for Castiel's forgiveness.

After this scene, we had the big Destiel reunion. They way Castiel says "You made it" to Dean and Dean confused gaze always got me. Because it's talking about the way Dean was able to find Castiel, and that was because they share a profound bond. That manifestation of their profound bond, gave me the idea about how Dean coul rescue Castiel from the Empty.

Gifset credit @agusvedder

When Cas was talking how he escaped and got the blossom, Dean made this face... This is a face of someone about to jump to the pull. Anxiety, heart eyes, and tryin to encourage himself to do it. Do what? A love confession.

Dean was about to confess his love for Castiel here, I'm pretty sure right now, this was a symbolism to show the C*W won't allow this. That's why, before the last episode was aired, in the prologue in which they're showed a lot of mixed scenes and the cast was interviewed, they showed us the prayer again... because they wanted us to see DEAN SAID HE LOVED CASTIEL HERE, HE JUST DIDN'T SAY IT WITH WORD, BUT IN HIS MIND, IN HIS PRAYER. But that was not enough to us and to Dean. Because Dean needed to express his feelings and Castiel needed to hear he loved him.

That's why all the vomits, and gagging and spitting in this season, foreshadowing this moment. And it ends with Dean swallowing his words, again.

He was about to say it...

Here... What was Dean about to say? I'm sorry again??? I don't think so, he had let that very clear in his prayer, and he knows Cas heard him, because he always hears his prayers... Then? What was he about to say?? Adding the previous face we already analyzed... First the jumping into the pull face, going through some heart eyes session, now is time... For the love confession... But.. Cas avoided it...

Castiel had to avoid it because HAPPINESS, something he can't feel, yet.

Perfectly settled to hide the fact that C*W and some writers and producers didn't want Destiel to happen, right?

Cas thought Dean wanted to say I'm sorry again? No. I truly believe Cas knows what was Dean about to say.. because look...

Dean swallowed the I LOVE YOU for Castiel. He swallowed his words. Because THEY SILENCED HIM.

So, everything is solved. Castiel heard Dean's prayer in which writers want us to think he said it in the prayer. In his mind. And Castiel heard him.

But Dean couldn't close his character I Love Journey. And Castiel couldn't hear him say it back.

To Conclude:

The Destiel reunion was a beautiful hug, heart eyes, anxiety, butterflies in their stomachs, but it couldn't give Dean's character what they deserved: to express their feelings through his words.

But even so, They love each other so much, they always find each other.

Hope you like this meta, see you in the next one.

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If you wanna red the previous metas from this season, here you have the links:

Vol. CXXI, CXXII, CXXIII.

Buenos Aires August 1st 2021 1:10 PM

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Just Like This | Chapter One

Summary: Rayla and Callum have been best friends since elementary school. Now, years later, Rayla is discovering new feelings for her best friend. The only problem: she's about 99% sure he doesn't think of her in the same way. Not willing to risk their friendship, Rayla continues to hide her feelings for Callum. How long until the truth comes out?

a/n: Hey everyone! Here it is, the greatly anticipated Rayllum high school au! Please please please reblog this, because Tumblr won't show this post in the main tags due to an affiliate link! Anyway, I hope you all enjoy!

Word Count: 3372

Warnings: Language

Read on Ao3

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Sunday, September 30th, 2020

Katolis Supermarket, 5:31 PM

“Who wrote this list?” Rayla complained loudly, stalking behind Callum at the grocery store, shaking the piece of paper in his face. Her fellow sophomore was pushing a cart around, eternally focused on the task ahead.

“Well, Claudia suggested it, but everyone else added on,” Callum replied, not even looking at her. Stopping in the middle of the isle, he grabbed a 12-pack of soda and loaded it in the cart. “What’s next?”

Looking over the extensive list again, Rayla frowned. “Uh, it says… ‘those little animal cookie things with sprinkles, you know the ones’.”

Callum finally turned to look at her, a wide grin on his face as they both said “Soren,” in unison.

“Jinx,” Rayla giggled, “You owe me a soda.”

“Okay… just take one from the pack when we get home?”

Both teenagers continued through the store, Rayla getting bored of walking and hanging off the front of the cart, laughing as Callum made a big deal of struggling to push them around.

She supposed they should be hurrying. Evening was approaching quickly, and soon all their friends would be over at Callum’s place to study. Callum had dragged her off to the grocery store to get snacks for their cram session, considering she lived only a street over and had a car.

“We’re all going to be sick by the end of the night,” Rayla sighed, loading more snacks into the cart.

“Well, at least we’ll be awake,” Callum, ever cheerful, turned his head around to grin at her.

At his smile, Rayla felt her heart give a small wayward flutter, though she squished it down quickly. Tonight was important; she needed to pass this test to keep her grade up, and it wouldn’t help if she spent the entire night mulling over how cute her best friend’s smile looked.

“Yeah,” She chuckled, trying to pull herself back to the present. Keep it together, Rayla.

They got their unhealthy amount of junk food, collectively winced at the price, bought it anyway, and set about loading it in the backseat of Rayla’s car.

In no time at all Rayla was driving, Callum reclining in the passenger seat. With the radio cranked up, neither felt the need to talk, content to sit in the comfortable silence.

It was hard to believe that they’d been friends for eight years now. Rayla could still remember the first time they met like it was yesterday.

She was eight years old, in second grade, having just moved to a new school after her parents left on a military tour and she went to live with her uncles. Her first day of school had gone off without a hitch.

That is, until she met Callum at recess.

Content to play by herself, Rayla had been making use of the free time by pretending to build a fort under the slide. While pretending to hammer in nails, she noticed a small group of kids nearby. Two boys and a girl.

While she couldn’t make out all the words, the body language she saw was more than enough. The bigger boy, a head of blond hair, was pointing at the smaller, brown-haired boy, and laughing. The girl, black hair tied in two pigtail braids, was looking between them, unsure of what to do.

Curious eight-year-old Rayla snuck up, for she’d always been good at sneaking, and listened in on the conversation.

“Soren, shut up, he’s going to cry!” The girl said.

“Oh, so little Callum’s a crybaby now?” The boy, Soren, taunted.

“I’m not a crybaby, Soren!” The other boy shouted, though he couldn’t hide the sniffle at the end of his sentence.

“Oooh, Callum’s crying! Who’s gonna help him, his dad? Oh wait-”

Soren didn’t get to finish his sentence.

Well, she thought as she sat in the principal’s office twenty minutes later, Runaan will be happy to know that I’m learning something in my karate class.

All four kids were in the office, sitting in chairs in front of the desk. Callum and the other girl, Claudia, were both still sniffling from residual tears. Soren, fresh from the nurse’s office, was holding an ice pack over a rapidly blackening eye.

The door opened, and in came the principal, shaking her head with a sigh.

“You three again?”

“We didn’t do anything!” Soren shouted, voice whistling through the new gap in his teeth. Oh yeah, she’d knocked a tooth out as well. “She started it!”

“Well you were being really mean to that other kid!” Rayla protested. She and Soren glared at each other from their respective chairs, accusatory fingers pointed straight out.

“I wasn’t being mean, I was just joking!” Soren explained, “Callum’s my friend!”

“Well Soren, what you said was really mean-” Claudia interjected, but the boy, who Rayla had learned was her brother, interrupted.

“Callum, you know I was joking, right?”

“Well…” Soren’s face fell as Callum dropped his gaze to his lap. “It did kind of hurt my feelings, Soren…”

“Wait, you’re friends?” Rayla exclaimed, glancing curiously between both boys. “I thought he was bullying you! And my parents and uncles always said you have to stand up to bullies and-”

“I’m not a bully!” Soren shouted. Voices began to rise between them again, and the principal was forced to interject.

“All of you, quiet down. I’m going to talk with you each individually, and we’ll see what happens then. Callum, come with me. The rest of you: play nice.”

In the end, Rayla got suspended for two days for fighting, and Soren got one day for bullying. Despite the massive lecture Runaan and Ethari subjected her to, Rayla couldn’t help but feel like she’d done the right thing in the end.

When she returned to school, she was surprised to find Callum approach her at recess, a little paper bag clutched shyly in his hands.

“Sorry my friends and I got you in trouble,” He said, passing the bag to her. Opening it, Rayla’s face split into a huge grin at the sight of two tart-things waiting for her, filled with jelly.

“Soren’s usually pretty nice,” Callum continued, “But he doesn’t know when to stop talking. If you hadn’t stepped in, he would have said something mean without thinking, I’m sure. So you kind of helped both of us, in a way.”

“Oh. Well, you’re welcome, I guess. And thanks for the tarts.”

She was about to turn away and enjoy her spoils, but then Callum kept talking.

“Do you want to come play with us? Me and Claudia are pretending to do magic, and Soren’s a knight. You can do magic with us, if you want.”

Well, this game was certainly right up her alley. “I’ll play,” Rayla conceded, “But only if I get to be an elf.”

Callum grinned broadly, pointing to where the two siblings were playing. “Of course.”

~~~~

“The snacks are here!” Rayla called into the house, arms laden with shopping bags. Callum shut the door behind them, similarly burdened with the case of soda.

The pounding of feet sounded overhead, and several heads poked over the stairwell to glimpse the pair in the kitchen. “Finally!” Soren cheered, racing downstairs to try and rifle through the bags Rayla was carrying.

“Not yet, you lump,” Rayla scolded, pushing past the senior boy, “We’ve got to get upstairs at least.”

“Thanks for going to get snacks,” Claudia called, and her thanks was echoed by the other kids there. Callum and Rayla both shrugged, and made their way upstairs to the game room, where they’d all be studying.

Sitting on the various bean bag chairs and couches, the rest of the study group cheered when the food and drinks arrived. Andromeda, Callisto, Ram, Skor, and Marcos all leapt up to snatch the snacks they wanted. When everyone was sitting again, food in hand, Callum gave a dramatic clearing of his throat, turning all the heads in the room towards him.

“So, uh, thanks for coming over. Hopefully we can all actually get some studying done, since, you know, that’s what we’re here for.” He fixed a firm glance on the two couples in the room. “Ground rules: no making out in my house, don’t be super messy, and also please actually study. Soren, no idea what you’re doing here since you’ve already taken this history class, but okay.”

The older boy shrugged, taking a big gulp of his soda. “Moral support. A welcome distraction.”

Callum clapped his hands together once. “Okay then. I actually made a schedule for this, and if we follow it, we can cover all of the sections by… midnight, I think. 11 pm if we work really fast.”

“You made a schedule for studying?” Callisto asked in disbelief. Andromeda laughed, throwing an arm over her partner’s shoulder.

“Yes, I made a schedule for studying, I think it’s going to be very helpful!” Callum defended, crossing his arms over his chest. Even talking with the other two people, his green eyes somehow still managed to find Rayla’s.

She met his gaze, just for a second, heart pounding, before she looked away again. “Well, guys, if Callum wants to make a study schedule, good for him. Let’s just get started; I really need to pass this test.”

“Since when have you been worried about grades, Rayla?” Skor snorted, reclining in a beanbag chair, dumping spicy chips into his mouth.

“Since I’m in four extracurriculars and if I don’t pass, I don’t play.”

“Try-hard,” Soren coughed from his seat. Rayla just flashed him her middle finger, eliciting wild laughter from the rest of the room.

“Guys,” Callum whined, “I’m trying to be productive-”

“Okay, let’s start,” Claudia said, placing a gentle hand on Callum’s arm. It took everything Rayla had not to glare at the other girl, biting back the unwarranted flash of jealousy.

That’s all in the past. We figured it out.

Usually, she could forget just how close Callum was with Soren and Claudia. But then, something like this would happen, and she’d be reminded that before he met her, it was the siblings who were his best friends.

Having known them his whole life, it was no surprise that he’d developed a massive crush on Claudia in middle school. And he never shut up about it.

His confession at the end of seventh grade had very nearly torn their friend group to shreds. He wanted to ask her to the end of year dance, and when Claudia accepted he was ecstatic. Rayla had been happy for him, and just hoped that when they started dating, they wouldn’t be weird about it and make her and Soren uncomfortable.

But as it turned out, Claudia only thought of Callum as a friend. When she told him, Callum was crushed.

Rayla could still remember opening up her front door to see her best friend standing there, tears streaking down his face.

“Rayla, I just- I can’t believe how stupid I am-”

She pulled him into a fierce hug, and didn’t relinquish her grip on him until his mother came to pick him up. At school the next day, nobody could stop her wrath as she stalked up to Claudia and demanded answers.

“How could you?! You know how Callum feels about you, and you led him on anyway!” Rayla shouted.

“I didn’t want to hurt his feelings!” Claudia insisted, “And I do know how he feels and I didn’t want him to get the wrong idea-”

“No, I know what flirting looks like, and you led him on! He believed that you felt the same way!”

Claudia looked on the verge of tears, and some sick part of Rayla was glad for it. Let her feel bad for her actions, let her feel the same way Callum was feeling.

“Look, I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt anyone’s feelings. I just… I don’t see Callum in that way.”

“Then why’d you keep flirting with him?” Rayla’s voice was dangerously low. Their shouting match had attracted a small audience in the school cafeteria.

“I…” She was at a loss for words.

“You know what?” Rayla snapped, “Save it for someone who cares. Explain yourself to Callum, not me. It’s him who needs the apology.”

The next few weeks were tense. Hardly any of them spoke to each other. Even though Soren was in high school and had nothing to do with the drama, he still sided with his sister, like Rayla knew he would.

Things worked out. Slowly, but surely, they worked out. But not without a lot of tears from everyone involved, a lot of yelling, a lot of accusations. Things worked out.

But even after Claudia and Callum were on speaking terms again, he decided to ditch the dance. Rayla, who never was going in the first place, was more than happy to offer up her couch for a night of movie watching and junk food eating. And sure, Claudia’s Instagram photos were cute, but for Rayla, nothing could beat the fun she was having with her best friend, right here.

Rayla was pretty sure that was when she’d started to fall in love with him. Or, more accurately, when she realized that she already had fallen in love with him.

However, confessing your love to your best friend after a recent heartbreak seemed like a bad idea. So she kept it to herself.

Which, she supposed, was how she found herself here, three years later, still madly in love with her best friend who was none the wiser, getting jealous over a relationship she both knew was purely innocent and also she had no claim over anyway.

Cool, Rayla, very cool.

Shoving down her stupid feelings, Rayla listened as Callum went over his plan for the evening. Review through chapter 2, take a 15 minute break, review through chapter 4, continue pattern until they got through all the chapters they needed.

The plan was met with a loud groan of complaint from Soren’s end. “Callum, why are you even doing this? You literally have a photographic memory.”

“Well, you guys don’t, so really I’m helping all of you!”

“I mean…” Rayla snorted, “Soren does have a point. Why are you so worried about studying, Callum?”

The teenage boy scratched at his neck awkwardly. “Well, uh, it’s kind of embarrassing, but… I’ve only skimmed for answers this entire time. I need to actually read the passages to remember it.”

Rayla just rolled her eyes. “Callum. Everyone on earth just skims for answers. We know you’re all goody two-shoes, teacher’s pet, but chill. You’re going to be fine.”

“How are you so chill, Rayla?” Callum demanded, “Weren’t you just freaking out, like, two seconds ago? Hello, Miss I’m-in-every-sport-imaginable?”

“Changing the subject!” Rayla declared loudly, “Open up the textbook, Callum!”

~~~~

“Time check,” Ram moaned from where his face was pressed into one of the beanbag chairs, “How much longer?”

“We’re at-” Callum attempted to respond, but was cut off by a yawn.

“Chapter six?” Rayla asked, though she wasn’t too sure herself. All the words were beginning to jumble together on the pages. At some point her notecards had gotten mixed up, and random dates and events were scattered all over the room.

“No, the time,” Ram complained. The other boy sat up, brushing his shaggy white hair from his eyes. “What time is it? My curfew is 11:30.”

Callisto grabbed their phone and took a glance. “11:15.”

“Ok, let’s review,” Callum suggested. However, the entire room gave a loud groan of complaint.

“My brain is melting!” Soren cried, dramatically tossing his head into Marcos’s lap. His boyfriend rolled his eyes at his antics, though he threaded his fingers through the other boy’s blond hair.

“Soren, you don’t have to take this test tomorrow!” Claudia snapped, “Don’t start whining!” The girl looked almost ready to start pulling her hair out.

“Alright,” Andromeda sighed, “My mom’s calling; she’s probably here to pick me up. Thanks for this, Callum. If I find a quizlet I’ll send it in the groupchat, okay?”

“Yes!” Skor cheered, “Quizlet is my lifesaver!”

“Pass me some Doritos, Rayla,” Callum muttered in quiet defeat. Rayla hummed in agreement, grabbing the chip bag from the pile of snacks nearby. Her friend was so tired that he didn’t even complain when she took a couple for herself.

One by one, the room began to empty. Callisto’s dad came to pick them up, Ram agreed to drive Skor home, and Claudia, Soren, and Marcos piled into Soren’s little car to drive off into the night.

That just left Rayla. And Callum. Alone.

“Place is a mess,” Callum sighed, taking in all the damage. Although they’d started out pretty clean, as the night wore on everyone got lazier and started just piling the trash where they were sitting. Crumbs spilled over the carpet, and empty soda cans rolled about.

“Let me help clean,” Rayla offered, “I mean, some of the mess is mine.” She gestured to the notecards spilled everywhere. Her mind was a bit fuzzy from exhaustion, but she was pretty sure she and Soren had started throwing them at each other at one point.

“No, it’s fine-” Callum sputtered, but Rayla just rolled her eyes.

“Let me help. Then we can both go to bed and you won’t get in trouble for the mess.” She left no room for argument, and started gathering up all the garbage and stuffing it in the empty grocery bags.

They worked in companionable silence, just tidying up the room. Rayla knew his house well enough to know where everything went, and tossed out all the garbage and swept up the lingering crumbs. Soon enough, the room looked nearly spotless again.

“See, fast!” Rayla chuckled. She glanced at her phone. “Just in time, too. Runaan’s asking where I am.”

Callum surprised her with a sudden hug, catching her off guard for a moment before she returned it, trying to calm her fluttering heart.

It’s just a hug. Friends hug all the time, don’t get all excited.

“Thanks for coming,” Callum said, a tiny bit breathlessly, “I know you were worried about the test and I wanted to help, sorry it got kind of out of hand.”

“You… organized this all… for me?” Rayla hoped her face wasn’t as red as it felt.

“Well, yeah,” He laughed, “Even though you probably didn’t need it. You know all the material really well.”

“Only thanks to you, and you know that,” Giving him a friendly punch to the shoulder, Rayla couldn’t contain her grin. “I do feel better prepared, though. I’ll pass. If my brain doesn’t turn to mush first.”

“You’ll ace it,” Callum assured her, “I’m sure of it.”

His green eyes were so bright. And his smile so genuine. Rayla returned it, albeit with less enthusiasm. “Thanks.” Her voice sounded stupidly high-pitched, even to her.

He held her gaze for another long moment before glancing down, at the buzzing phone in her hand that she hadn’t even noticed, too caught up in staring. “You should go. Get some sleep for the test tomorrow, huh?”

“Yeah,” Rayla breathed, “You too. I’ll see in English tomorrow.”

It was an effort to leave the room. To walk down the stairs, quietly so she wouldn’t wake his parents, and out the front door. To open up her door and get in the car, turn the key in the ignition.

The entire street was silent. That’s how it always was, she supposed. The first to arrive and the last to leave. A glance up told her Callum was staring out his bedroom window at her, watching her leave.

With a heavy sigh, Rayla put the car in reverse. Pulled out of the driveway.

She wasn’t naive. Callum had always been big on physical contact, and it had never meant anything more than he cared. She wasn’t willing to put her heart on the line like that, not when she was sure he didn’t like her that way.

Rayla was a risk taker. Always had been. But this? To risk the relationship she already had with her best friend? That was one risk she would never be willing to take.

~~~~

a/n: Poor Rayla! I would like to apologize to everyone in advance; the pining is not going to get better for a LONG TIME

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Destiel Chronicles

Vol. LXXIX

It was a love story from the very beginning.

All For You (Part II)

(12x09)

Hello everyone! I'm here again with another meta from this series.

This time I'm gonna talk about episode 9 from season 12 "First Blood".

The episode is a picture of Cas' fears and insecurities. We have a face to face with his depression. But also is a prelude to his dead.

I failed

When you rewatch the episode knowing Cas is going to die and go to the Empty, what officer Camp says to Dean in the maximum security jail takes another relevance, and we can spot s huge foreshadow of what the Empty will mean to Castiel.

CAMP: See, when I leave, that door closes, and it stays closed, and you stay in the dark. Now, maybe that doesn’t sound so bad. But after a month? A year? You spend enough time staring at these walls, just you and all that nothing, you’ll get so crazy to talk, to see someone real, you’ll tell me exactly what I need. You’ll tell me with a smile.

Taking the symbolism in all these words, is quite a forced meditation. You and the nothing. An introspection, the loneliness, this will be Cas in the Empty. Cas will face himself, by himself I mean his fears, his insecurities, his depression. That's why the Empty will take his own form. And that way the Empty will be helping Cas to face his own darkness. Camp is using the nothing, and darkness as a weapon to break man and make them talk, but the Empty will use it to break Castiel and put him back to sleep, with a huge difference, it won't brake Cas but will make him stronger.

We will have a first dialogue between Cas and Mary, in which Mary will make Cas responsible for loosing his sons. But Castiel will replied pointing at Mary's responsibility too, and the woman will end up saying, they're both guilty.

MARY: You left them.

CASTIEL: No, I… Dean told me to go. The woman--

MARY: The one you lost?

CASTIEL: I didn’t. I… I thought that she--

MARY: Stop making excuses.

Mary is that voice of guilty in Castiel's head, making him suffer and being more depressed. Like someone inside of him telling him all the things he did wrong, another foreshadow of the Empty facing him in the darkness.

MARY: Why… if they needed help, why didn’t they call me?

CASTIEL: You were out.

MARY: [sighs] How did we let this happen, Castiel?

Mary takes the responsibility too here. She recognizes her own mistakes too. Because is not just Cas'fault.

Another picture of Castiel's depression is how deep he felt he couldn't solve a case, and how coming back from the Empty will give him more strenghts and more confidence in himself to solve cases by himself.

But in the meantime, we have another sad picture of his depression...

CASTIEL: I saw it on the news and I thought, that’s the sort of thing Sam and Dean would investigate. They would roll into town, save the day, kill the monsters. But with them gone… I tried to work the case. I tried. But… I don’t know what I did wrong. I… I asked questions, but maybe they were the wrong people, or the wrong questions, and I just-- I never found it. Never found the monster. Never even got close. And three more women died before I left town. Before I ran away.

He's calling himself here a coward, by using the words 'running away', and he names his failures, pointing at how important are Dean and Sam to the world. Words he will repeat at the end of this episode after killing Billie.

MARY: So we go back. You and me.

CASTIEL: No, no. I'd only get in your way.

And now Castiel is calling himself useless.

From Longing in the dark to cosmic consequences

The scene with Dean in the jail that cuts to Cas sitting in the bunker, in the middle of the darkness, is a prelude too at what Cas in the Empty and Dean longing for him in real life will be, but in reverse. The longing.

Gif credit @blueredeye2

When Dean and Sam die and then resurrect, and then Dean calls Castiel. They pictured a phone ringing alone in the bunker. A failed first attempt, but then, Castiel picks up. This could be a foreshadow of how Dean will pray to Chuck and Cas to get him back, but it won't work at first... Helped with the lovers longing and some magic from a nephilim, it will work the second attempt.

The first person Dean calls after be or from the jail is CASTIEL, NOT MARY, BUT CASTIEL. This is very relevant because it's showing us that evidently, Dean was longing strongly for his angel.

And Cas not being able to find Dean and Sam shows us that my theory about how his grace lowers when he's depressed. There's an important connection between Castiel's feelings with his powers.

Now, let's check that phone call...

DEAN: Cas.

CASTIEL: Dean?

DEAN: Hey, buddy. Long time.

This denotes Dean missed him.

CASTIEL: What… What happened? Wh-- where are you?

DEAN: You wouldn’t believe me, and I have no clue. Uh…

Dean is hiding their deal with Billie, Sam didn't expect he would do that to Cas...

SAM: You didn’t tell him?

DEAN: No.

Dean only said they're running out of time. To make Cas to hurry.

The world needs you.

I laughed so hard because when those agents talked with Dean by phone, this line appeared...

DEAN: Well, what we have here is a failure to communicate.

Okay, foreshadow of Destiel misscomunication of the whole season 13/14 and 15! We should know it! 🤣

But also, notice how Dean is avoiding to talk with Sam about the deal, about who will go with Billie, of course because we know who will offer himself willingly to die for everyone: Dean.

So, to Dean, there's nothing to talk about.

Let's talk about the reunion. The reactions (oh yes, we are gonna talk about reactions a lot here) when Cas found them, Dean is like in awe to see him, and the one hugging him first is Sam. A beautiful hug and a beautiful scene. Dean didn't expect Cas to be there, that's the only explanation to his reaction. Then he goes for his hug, and Castiel's face always break my heart... That angel was very sad and depressed in this season. Damn.

Gif credit @spnsmile

Now, let's talk about the car, because Dean is the first born, and sorry for the little brothers here, but first born goes in the front seat with the father/mother driving hahahahaa. And yes, I'm a first born and I know very well my rights.

But Dean is in the back seat this time... Why? Because his angel is in the back seat, you know? And he is about to die? Yes, little detail. So there's this head canon out there, where people say Dean was about to confess something or to say goodbye to his angel and even that he held his hand over there... IDK, I like these ideas but... I will just keep the one I have clues for... Because Dean confessing his love will take a lot of work. We are still waiting for it, right?

Gif set credit @haloless 👇

But, I do believe, he was trying to talk about Billie and the deal, and we failed at doing it. That's why the longing stare, and Cas puzzled face saying "What's going on?" And Dean "Damn, I couldn't use my words, again."

And then we have Billie, and Mary trying to go with her, and then Cas kills the reaper.

And cosmic consequences, and Cas speech that conquered each Winchester's heart over there, but the reactions are different, so, let's check his speech...

DEAN: Cas, what have you done?

CASTIEL: What had to be done. You know this world-- this sad, doomed little world-- it needs you. It needs every last Winchester it can get, and I will not let you die. I won’t let any of you die. And I won’t let you sacrifice yourselves. You mean too much to me. To everything. Yeah, you made a deal. You made a stupid deal, and I broke it. You’re welcome.

Gif set credit @inacatastrophicmind 👇

Okay, Cas is too cute, but faces people's, FACES, Sam and Mary are very touched. But Dean??? Damn... Dean is so, so in love. Is like if we could read his mind, yelling : "YES CAS, YOU MEAN TO MUCH FOR ME TOO, MARRY ME RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW, LET'S MAKE A LITTLE NEPHILIM."

The thing is, again, we have different reactions, writers are showing us the difference between ROMANTIC LOVE (Dean) and FAMILY LOVE (Sam and Mary).

To Conclude:

This episode gave is a sad picture of Castiel's sadness and depression.

The foreshadow of the Empty, and how Cas will face himself, and will come back stronger from the darkness.

It also shows us the difference between family love and romantic love, and one interesting hint about what Destiel misscomunication will be.

Hope you liked this one, see you in the next meta!

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