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haveyoureadthisfanfic · 3 months
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Summary: Destiel meet and fall in love in the 50's. Dean fights in the Vietnam War.
Author: gabriel, standbyme 
Note from submitter: I can dig Elvis
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Send me an ask for headcanons!!
Can be multiple names and ships as listed just send the number or letters!
Characters
1. Jack Kline
2. Castiel
3. Sam Winchester
4. Dean Winchester
5. Mary Winchester
6. John Winchester
7. Adam Milligans
8. Bobby Singer
9. Jimmy Novak
10. Gabriel
11. Michael
12. Lucifer
13. Raphael
14. Rowena MacLeod
15. Crowley
16. Death Original
17. Death Billie
18. Meg Masters
19. Ruby
20. Eileen Leahy
21. Jessica Moore
22. Cassie Robinson
23. Bess Fitzgerald
24. Garth Fitzgerald IV
25. Jo Harvelle
26. Ellen Harvelle
27. Ash
28. Lily Baker
29. Alicia Banes
30. Max Banes
31. Andy Gallagher
32. Kevin Tran
33. Madge Peterson
34. Elijah Peterson
35. Charlie Bradbury
36. Jody Mills
37. Donna Hanscum
38. Alex Jones
39. Claire Novak
40. Patience Turner
Ships
A. Sastiel
B. Saileen
C. Saileenstiel
D. Jessam
E. Megstiel
F. Dodio
G. DeanCassie
H. Debriel
I may add or other names and ships, you can request outside of them, however, I won't do any of them that makes me uncomfortable, specifically for ships, if it needs a warning I probably won't do it.
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wmu-cedes · 3 months
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"Can I cut in?”
Mercedes glanced at Sam, who simply smiled and told her to have fun before leaving her with Brody. "I guess I'm all yours handsome, next time you should ask me at the beginning of the dance instead of half way through."
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trutletruffle · 2 years
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ok ok thoughts about dream stuck in his jar and refusing to let alex let him out. i know it comes off as mainly just super petty and it kinda is however i also think it makes sense and its the only way it could have been. not only is he the king of dreams, one of the endless, in his own view (at that time) so much more than a mere mortal, but he is exceedingly proud and wild if that makes sense. just the way hes shot the whole episode makes me think of a wild animal in a cage; hes not meant to be there. he is a wild thing trapped behind glass. he cant negotiate he cant bend he is a wild thing. you cant bargain with a wild thing, offer it freedom if it just does what you say, so of course you cant do it with dream either. he will be let out on his own terms or not at all. and of course jessame. he cannot forgive jessames death no matter how it would benefit him. also hes very proud and very petty and its a little funny. 
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waltj · 16 days
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please don't be mad at me but jessup for the character bingo?? 🥺
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jessamer my beloved jessamer <3 who i am so normal about and did not change my whole brain chemistry forever <3
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bbboar · 1 month
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theres a lot of things i like about dishonoured 2 but what they decided to do with the pre-canon lore and timeline of corv0 and jessam!nes relationship....not so much. Like did they not consider the uhhhh ngl kinda predatory implications? Guess not!
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ohraicodoll · 1 year
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I just read your Mortality fic and god it broke my heart, your writing is so good🥲 I'd love to read more about Morpheus raising his son if you could write it
(No pressure of course, don't answer this ask if you don't want to)
(I can write something small. My brain is kinda everywhere so hopefully this is decent!)
Morpheus was familiar with children. He saw their dreams from the time their brains formed and could conjure thought. Dreams of abstract colors and shapes and sounds that had no meaning or connection yet as the proper words and understanding had not come to be for them.
His son's were no different. When the child was growing in his wife's womb, the child dreamed of splashes of white and reds and greens and blacks that swam and morphed with the beat of his mother's heart. While there had been a disconnect for Dream with other children, the fact that this was his son made it fascinating to watch. Sometimes Morpheus would even shape the dream, turning the colors to dark blues and purples and he would paint stars in the boy's mind.
When Orpheus was born, the dreams shifted to his mother's voice and more solid blurs even if the boy did not understand what the objects were. They would move in tune to Calliope's humming or her heart, sometimes fast erratic shifts when the child was anxious.
At first Dream would leave the child be to dream as other's dream, but more often as he grew the dreamlord would pick up the babe and take him to the Dreaming.
He had not objected to Calliope's choice to raise Orpheus in the Waking, had never objected to her wanting to stay apart if that is what she wanted. But having Orpheus in the Dreaming with him filled a small part of him he hadn't realized was empty in the wake of her choice.
So he would take his son and hold him, comfort him and take care of him, as he continued on with his work. It was only fair that he do his part in raising the child, after all. If Calliope would care for him in the Waking, he would care for him in the Dreaming. And so his cloak would wrap around Orpheus's small body, the smoky black tendrils so dark against the paleness of his skin, and Dream would work while holding him.
Orpheus was there when he shaped Dreams and Nightmares along the shores of the Dreaming. As he molded and transformed them, the baby's small hands were reach out as well in mimic. One particular one ended up with a pinched face and the dreamlord left it that way. When he sat in his throne room, the child would rest in one arm and no resident would dare blink at the image of their King holding the small baby or the sound of babbling coming from the throne.
Sometimes when he had to attend to work in the library, Lucienne would stay by his side and hold Orpheus if only to keep him from reaching out and ripping the pages of the book Dream read from. Jessamy would occasionally distract the baby as well if only so Morpheus could concentrate. She learned her lesson not to get too close though after a couple of her feathers were ripped out by small grabby hands.
And as the child grew, Morpheus would pull his son from his own dreams more and more. He would craft toys for him to keep him entertained while he crawled on the floor of the throne room. More than once he had to keep his son from wandering into the shores of Nightmare. Gregory the large gargoyle was tasked then to keep him from doing so and Eve would help soothe the child when he was especially irritate by telling stories in that way mother's do.
Dream was in Fiddler's Green attending to the Major Arcana when Orpheus took his first steps in the Dreaming. The grass parted naturally to ensure the boy wouldn't trip and flowers bloomed in the child's wake as he waddled to his father and finally fell into his waiting arms. Everyone dreamed of joy and love that night as Morpheus decided to forgo work to take his son to all over the Dreaming to see if he would walk to any of the other residents who had taken a shine to him. He only walked to Jessamy and she didn't even mind when the child grabbed her a little too roughly.
Sometimes Calliope would join them in the Dreaming, able to pull herself from her own dreams to go to the palace and see her husband. Not all the time, but often. She would watch in fascination as the usually stoic Endless shaped clouds in animal shapes for their son and held him as he laughed at the small sheep who tickled his nose. Dream's face would brighten, a smile lighting up at the sound of Orpheus' laughter.
It was a smile she hadn't seen directed towards her in years and her heart ached at the sight.
She could see his love for the boy in that smile. In the way sometimes he would forgo his duties to pay attention more to Orpheus. He played with the child, laughed and smiled at him, conjured toys and instruments as he grew older. When their son was restless, she even heard him sing once and had never known him to do so, but the sound made her heart tighten.
Having Orpheus had done what she had hoped. It had renewed the love in Oneiros she had seen fading over the years after their marriage, but she found the love wasn't towards her now. It belonged solely to Orpheus.
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wrensflight · 2 years
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I'm making my grandparents watch Sandman with me and the gasps when Jessame was killed were perfect
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ghostpheonix5 · 1 year
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444names · 1 year
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italian, irish and spanish forenames BUT excluding "k"
Abin Ablasia Adamina Adhbhina Adhne Adhán Adiario Adnaimhóg Adosue Adra Agda Agos Aibena Aigne Ailviton Ainaoluz Airdan Airo Airíon Aisla Aith Aithale Aithna Alas Albelín Aleona Alfhla Alio Alledear Amach Amighal Ampieto Ancas Anceas Ancelita Anda Andono Antimedo Aodantela Aodo Aoildan Aoinnach Aolcait Aolás Ardh Artoibhla Atrín Aulinnar Aurona Aziona Bano Banut Baranatia Batinad Beabhla Beagne Bela Belia Bella Benestano Benrina Bensuse Benzan Bermathna Bernán Berquelio Bianal Blia Blio Breania Brearla Brinofia Bruan Brónán Béal Cailoth Cait Caithy Calloth Camarseo Cando Candán Caodel Caor Caoreach Carafio Cary Cascualma Casio Catra Cela Celachla Celes Cenvern Cetinín Chta Chth Chán Ciachán Cialeas Cill Cillait Cisa Clait Clís Cobhla Cobo Colait Cole Coli Colmonn Comel Como Cona Cora Corene Cosne Covathna Crian Crinsia Crio Cruancia Crín Críosabro Cual Cuano Cyria Cúchusta Cúmh Cúmhón Dadaloria Dadanaito Dadee Damas Danán Daya Deagus Deloth Derquina Desterio Desternán Doire Duadio Duas Dubh Dubhi Déabhín Déaoisco Dúna Eandran Earan Earch Earento Earin Edelear Efanut Eiben Eidia Eigo Eimuird Eliamh Eltra Emigio Emiríona Emmais Enestade Eroch Ertina Esteroir Etton Euggius Eóislia Fabhín Fabiac Facha Fachon Faeliar Faellán Fanfro Fanla Faosana Feach Feirle Felia Feliana Ferdro Ferla Fermasto Fermica Fernán Fertúr Fial Fiano Fiante Fiarna Fiarrd Filvia Filín Fina Finaina Fingh Fino Flalph Flasid Flochán Flon Florna Foncinea Frianic Fros Fulano Fulinma Fulm Gairíonán Gerd Giana Giandonn Gida Giela Giletan Gina Gineach Giulinn Gius Giusta Giusteán Gláth Gláthch Gosann Gria Grissa Grán Guell Guista Gusentio Hearnán Hilliréar Hino Iarene Inesticio Irín Isando Istachu Istacia Ivid Ividraidh Ivin Jach Jait Jaithach Janobna Javermean Javia Jessam Jestildo Johna Jonzo Joser Josto Joswala Juarosia Julianlan Julins Jusebe Justicare Laid Laulveris Ledes Leta Leán Leárónata Liliane Lilileace Lisa Lithfla Lodhna Lorghari Lotela Luastro Lucenia Lucens Luchín Ludo Lupeto Lupettas Maela Maello Maelomhán Maibhait Mainín Maisel Mait Male Mana Mannluca Mano Maoghach Maoimeler Maolò Marcen Marcia Mari Marig Marmal Marn Marna Marnes Marocheda Matadh Mathinmay Mauriseon Meleamh Mell Menich Menrio Michu Michán Milacesal Miliana Milvat Minnel Mino Miro Mudonn Muin Mórdo Nean Nianda Nicolfo Niello Nifinn Nilín Niona Nith Ofáila Oilivo Oleo Othrán Pabre Panpin Parn Pasimích Pastano Pathghe Paurena Pelia Peofit Pergi Piegirnán Pietana Piettando Pilia Pilo Piol Purialo Póidh Racul Rafilotte Raill Randoa Ranyag Rich Rievadh Righan Rion Rodh Roghele Roilda Roinaird Ronia Rosachna Roseán Ruad Rual Ruathy Ruglania Runa Ráinca Rónach Sada Sado Sale Sampio Sano Saolmuima Sarcecto Sarto Seareig Sefilico Segial Senio Seph Serange Serlait Seál Sidid Silippas Simíchdín Slias Solmuell Stavia Stín Suelisna Sulinn Sunzania Sustimenn Séadagel Séaoisa Séard Taceas Tala Tasa Terina Tinearchy Tiniano Tonia Trinn Tula Uadh Ualairlo Ulia Ulver Unzo Valbana Veenzo Vicaoilla Vicatro Viediang Vinnín Yolmán Zaloth Zannatit Ágas Áróira Éibench Éigidh Éigin Éigne Éimer Éimitto Éiste Étanti Órdh Únath
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hooliganswake · 1 month
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Jessame Colt - Worgen Hunter
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ropeadope · 1 year
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New Music | Alec Schulman
Los Angeles native Alec Schulman, gifted jazz pianist and singer-songwriter, is far from alone among musicians in his deep admiration for the great Joni Mitchell. But the circumstances surrounding his remarkable debut album, Light That Slips Away, are nearly unheard of. After meeting renowned bassist/producer Larry Klein, Mitchell’s ex-husband, at a Berklee masterclass, Schulman and Klein became fast friends and Klein assumed the role of a musical mentor.
Light That Slips Away by Alec Schulman
Back in LA during the COVID crisis, Schulman played Klein early versions of songs that would ultimately appear on Light That Slips Away. Klein not only shared his insights but also played on the album. One thing led to another, and the lineup on several songs grew to include not only Klein but drummer Vinnie Colaiuta and pedal-steel veteran Greg Leisz — some of Joni Mitchell’s closest bandmates and collaborators from the 1990s. These masters were enthusiastic to take part, and far from upstaging the young Schulman, they helped bring his distinctive sound and story to fruition.
On Part 2 the focus shifts to Schulman on solo piano, offering eight beautiful introspective improvisations to complete the picture. This is where Light That Slips Away began, as a solo piano statement, though the heart of it kept expanding. Moods range from the flowing melodies of “Detour” and “In Blackwater Woods” (a Mary Oliver poem) to the more rhythmic and coarser texture of “Wake Up.”
Enter Aaron Parks — friend and fellow pianist, renowned for his albums on Blue Note and ECM and his work with Terence Blanchard, the jazz supergroup James Farm and countless others — to serve as coproducer of this dream project. “Alec is a deeply thoughtful songwriter,” says Parks, “an adventurous and accomplished pianist, and he brings a unique and compelling point of view to everything he creates.” With regular input from Parks and Klein as well, Light That Slips Awaycame into focus with pivotal contributions from vocalists Emma Frank and Jessame Berry, not to mention Schulman himself singing “Fire Song (On the New Horizon).” Jazz guitar maestro Gilad Hekselman also brings his liquid tonal personality to “Home,” a drum-less instrumental featuring Leisz and Klein, with Schulman adding touches of Hammond organ. Guitarist Roy Ben Bashat, bassist Ethan Moffitt, drummer Christian Euman and violinist/violist Miguel Atwood-Ferguson add sparkle and polish in just the right measure.
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8th2myface · 2 years
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My discover weekly has been spitting heat at me today 😮‍💨
#m
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waynescapes · 3 years
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maybe i just have attachment issues but i just thought jess would be resurrected and boom idk why lol 🧍‍♀️
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suncaptor · 3 years
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I still think about the demon in phantom traveller telling Sam that Jessica is still burning still to this day.
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jochwashington · 4 years
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Jessam bcs I love them 🥰
Based on C4 of this post
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