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aruuq · 2 years

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Gifts Headcanons – Genshin Impact Characters; Advent Calendar Day 16

characters: albedo, beidou, bennett, childe, diluc, fischl, gorou, hu tao, itto, kaeya, kazuha, scaramouche, thoma, venti, xiao, zhongli x gn!reader

genre & style: fluff

word count: 1.7k

notes: i’ve opened event requests. it’s a holiday + 500 followers prompts event. you can check it and request drabble/s (i highly recommend it, i’ve been gathering the prompts for over a month and been doing the whole post for a few hours only for it to flop vnsjkvnkjv). more about it here! also, little fun fact, if i sum every part of these headcanons up, they have 7k words in total... it’s terrifying...

warnings: not proofread, mention of food, mention of alcohol, mention of death in hu tao part but it’s because it’s hu tao yk...

event’s masterlist │ other gifts headcanons: hq ┃ jjk ┃ tkrv

❄ A bottle of the greatest dandelion wine from our favorite bard! Venti decides to give what’s the most precious to his heart for his muse. He also sings all kinds of ballads to keep you entertained, the beautiful sound of lyre setting the mood, while you share the beverage. But because it’s no one else than Venti, something about his gift seems not right. The little asshole that he is, the Archon has stolen the bottle from Diluc’s tavern, so he needs to face consequences of doing so (which probably is getting his ass whooped by mr. Ragnvindr the day after Christmas). Everything for his loved one (and for a drink or two)!

❄ Zhongli chooses as a gift something very meaningful. He’s a reasonable man, very traditional, the one who desires happiness for his loved ones. I can see him buying you a really old pair of earrings, necklace, bracelet, brooch, any piece of jewelry with gems having rich history around them. He then tells you all he knows about it, explaining why he has thought it’s the most suitable present to adorn your features.

❄ Albedo doesn’t know much about human nature, he’s still learning after all. So he searches for advice from his dearest friends, most trusted coworkers. Somehow in the way he ends with Lisa and Kaeya helping him. You end up receiving a bouquet of one hundred cecilias, a giant box of chocolates, very strong perfumes and a silver or gold brooch. Oh, and he also insists on allowing him to create a painting of you to memorialize your holidays together!

❄ I think that Diluc would close his tavern a few hours earlier and invite you over for a date he’s prepared. There’s food made by himself, his bestest of best beverage (he doesn’t like to drink but will pour himself this one symbolic glass of wine or whatever you’re drinking, and sip on it slowly for the whole evening!), and play your favorite music on a gramophone (do they even have gramophones in genshin? doesn’t matter, now they have to have them lmfao). Of course it’s only a background, the complement to the present he’s bought for you (it’s your fav jewelry).

❄ As much as I love him, I find it really hard to read his character, I’m lame af. Well, anyways, Kaeya is a sneaky lil shit, that’s for sure. He may love you, yet he still doesn’t want you to know anything more than needed about him. It’s just his way of being, nothing personal, ya know. I think if you’ve asked him more than five times why he has an eyepatch, he’s decided to make you stop making these questions by creating you your own one. Kaeya gives you it with a bouquet of roses, and tells you something like “Well, my love, people tend to give their lovers the best of clothes, that is why I’ve thought this alluring eyepatch will adorn your gorgeous face”. Ya get the vibe.

❄ He’s a dumbass, but a very loving one. For the whole year Childe has been scribbling little tiny notes in his notebook about all of the people doing anything bad towards you or the ones you have been complaining about. A few days before Christmas he goes to every little soul whose name is written in his notes, and then proceeds to threaten them that they have to give you a gift on Christmas to compensate for their sins or he’ll beat them. You end up with a long ass line on Christmas Day, waiting by your door to give you a gift, and Tartaglia just stands beside you, erasing the names carefully from the notebook. Besides that our little Ajax buys you something very expensive, just because he can, and of course he’s the one to make the Christmas dinner.

❄ Xiao doesn’t understand the whole excitement revolving around Christmas. It’s another human holiday he’s not fond of, because he simply doesn’t understand the nature of mortals. Yet, when you ask him to exchange gifts with you, he’s willing to do so. Xiao’s a bit lost when it comes to buying you a gift, so he decides to make something himself. And I can assure you, it’s something you’ll consider worth all the mora in the world since it’s made with love by the sore hands of your lover.

❄ Let’s be honest. Itto gives you a gift really similar to the one he’s given you for your birthday based on his voice lines. The prettiest, the strongest onikabuto he’s ever caught, some really rare cards, and probably sweets he’s stolen fairly won from children. But since you are not a mere friend, a mere traveler, he also gives you tons of kisses. Probably the amount of them is the same as the amount of days you two are together (yes, he’s counted it. yes, it’s taken him at least a few hours to do so).

❄ He’s the last one from all of the gifts headcanons I've written (I just realised there’s 70 characters together, dear gods) and I feel as if my creativity’s been long gone. Gorou asks Kokomi to give him a day off, or at least half of it, so he can spend it with you. He probably didn’t have time to buy you anything, so he makes you your favorite meal and then pepper you with kisses! And lemme tell you, his tail can’t stop wagging from happiness when he’s around you, so when you cuddle after eating and you keep stroking his ears, Gorou melts under your touch, and you make him all yours.

❄ Kazuha has the soul of a romantic. He writes you a meaningful poem on a pergamin, where he transforms all of his precious deep-hidden feelings into beautiful words full of amazing metaphors. He then rolls the sheet up and ties it with a red ribbon after placing a wax seal on it. Kazuha invites you to a short walk on Inazuma's beach, and makes you find the poem sealed tightly in a glass bottle.

❄ This boy’s heart is made of gold, he gives you a gift he’s made himself, so that he’s sure you only receive something with the best quality possible. Thoma plans to make you a pair of socks with a cute pattern in your favorite colors. Before he realizes, there’s also a matching gloves, scarf and a hat, so that he’s sure you’re not gonna be freezing this winter!

❄ Beidou makes sure to give everyone on board a few days off during Christmas time. Of course, most of the crew stays on the ship anyways, since they treat it as their home, everyone their family, but when Beidou really insists on taking a day off on land, they understand she just wants some time alone with you. Maybe it’s not much, just a day the two of you can spend together on the empty ship, enjoying peace of the uncrowded corridors and silence of the sea waves, but it’s surely a day you are going to remember forever, since you can see Beidou being herself, no pretending, no stress. And this fact alone warms your heart.

❄ I really want to say that you receive a coupon for a free coffin. And I will. Hu Tao gives you a coupon she’s made herself for a free coffin. You have no idea when you will use it or for whom (you silently pray in your mind that it’s not her way of telling you that one more argument and it’s gonna be yours-yours), but you are grateful??? I guess?? You chose her for a reason so I suspect a gift like this is going to be in your type too.

❄ Honestly, Bennett is so in love with you he wants to give you the whole world. He wants to give you the most expensive gifts, the most treasurable experiences, the bestest of the best, ‘cause he knows you deserve it all. But with Benny’s poor luck it’s so hard for him, impossible I may say. When he tries to buy you a pretty bracelet he’s seen you looking at a few days before, it happens that somehow has bought it five minutes before him; when he wants to cook you your favorite dish, there’s no ingredients anywhere, and when he tries to collect simple flowers for a bouquet, a boar almost runs him over… At the end, on Christmas Day, Bennett comes to you with nothing, or so he thinks. Because you already have the best gift you could’ve ever wanted, and it’s the luck of having him in your life ;))

❄ Fischl, being the person she is, is extremely stressed during the Christmas season. She wants to give you the best gift the moon and the stars have ever witnessed, but she’s also scared for her dear life she’ll disappoint you. That is why Fishl composes a set of riddles and simple games that, in fact, are just a quiz/questionnaire that’ll eventually help her to find the most suitable present for you (it’s obvious she can’t just straightforwardly ask you, duh). And even if you’ve seen through her very sneaky plan, you haven’t let her know this, ‘cause her happiness and comfort is also yours! Let her have this one…

❄ Here comes the hard one… Scaramouche is someone who doesn’t trust people easily. I would even risk it to say that he doesn’t trust anyone, himself included. He’s never known the warmth of human’s love, the happiness of somebody’s accompaniment, the feeling of wanting a person as a friend, a lover, a part of a family he’s never had. As much as I love the headcanon of this boy being the biggest tsundere on the earth, I also feel that when he finally finds someone giving what his fragile soul needs the most, giving him the act of a true, selfless love, Scara does everything to make this person happy. So yes, it was my way of saying Scaramouche gives you the best present you could’ve imagined, thank you for coming to my ted talk.

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ellewords · 3 years

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atsumu was like the sun. he shined and glowed and warmed people just by being near them. without a single thought, he was able to brighten the mood in ways that no one else could. even on his darker days or when his being felt too harsh, he left an impact that made everyone long for more. you couldn’t always see him, couldn’t always feel his presence, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t there somehow, unseen but known.

by association, that sort of made you the moon. you could shine brightly and leave a warm glow and comfort others when they felt like they were in the dark. but all of that wasn’t possible without the sun. without atsumu.

people didn’t know you unless you were by atsumu’s side. they didn’t spare you a glance until atsumu brought attention to you. but you didn’t mind. all you wanted was to have him by your side, to support you when you couldn’t hold yourself up, to be brilliant beside him even if you would never outshine him. you were content in your current situation.

so why did it hurt so much seeing him continue to shine? why did his warmth suddenly feel so cold? why couldn’t you be as bright as him all on your own?

or, atsumu will always be the sun, you always the moon. maybe now it’s time to accept that you’re nothing without him so you can finally shine for yourself.

-💛

— from elle ! 💛anon you never miss, do you? aaaa this was so good it lived in my head rent free ever since i first read it >_< i just had to write an addition to this for the way you made my heart actually ache. i hope i did your drabble justice :<< this just hit a lil too close to home ngl thank you for reading everyone, i hope you like this! reblogs are appreciated, they help a ton <3

fic notes / warnings : timeskip!miya atsumu x gn!reader, angst, fluff (-ish? kinda) ending, oneshot, wc: ~1.52k (!! my longest margins addition so far omg)

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atsumu has a gravitational pull, that much has always been clear to you and everyone else; a pull so strong that you can’t help but orbit around him. every room he walks into, he commands the attention of everyone present. one can’t help but simply be drawn to him — with his bright smiles, boisterous laughs, and larger than life movements. it’s no wonder why everything seems to bend to his will, how the universe seems to revolve around him.

you’ve moved around him for as long as you can remember, every now and then, he lets you borrow his light. the world has associated you with him and you don’t blame anyone one bit.

his name has always come first. setter for the inarizaki volleyball team, miya atsumu. invited to the all-japan youth intensive training camp, miya atsumu. captain of the inarizaki volleyball team, miya atsumu. setter for division one volleyball team, the msby black jackals, miya atsumu.

meanwhile, yours is treated as an afterthought, an attachment, a footnote in the awe-inspiring narrative of his life. you’re known as his childhood friend. his best friend, the one who cheers him on from the stands in every single one of his games. alleged significant other, according to whispers in the hallway and to the tabloids and paparazzi. his eventual confirmed significant other, ln yn.

atsumu and who’s that with him? atsumu and his best friend. atsumu and his significant other. atsumu, oh, and yn’s here too. it’s always atsumu before yn; his name before yours. sometimes, you wonder if anyone would know your name if he hadn’t started dating you.

you walk behind atsumu, not beside him, when you enter a room. fingertips loosely intertwined with his, you attempt to keep your head up as atsumu introduces you around. they spare you a quick “hi”, before beginning a conversation with your sun.

though he’s not really your sun, is he? you’ve always had to share him with everyone else. everyone needs a little sunshine in their life, a little warmth; his brilliance is dazzling, like everyone else, you revelled in his glow.

the world has always associated you with him, but it never worked the other way around. atsumu has always shined on his own; you needed him to have light for yourself.

no one blames the sun for burning a little too bright; it’s simply the way it is. similarly, you’ve never blamed atsumu for being the way he is. he doesn’t know, didn’t mean to do it in the first place. atsumu has always existed for himself, lived life the way he sees fit.

you can’t blame him, no matter how much you wanted to. even if you forced yourself to.

staring at the sun is fascinating, but do it long enough and it starts to hurt. the warmth is no longer comforting, but harsh and prickly. the light is no longer magical and dazzling, but blinding and terrifying. it took some time, but you eventually convinced yourself to look away.

“ya sure ya wanna do this?” atsumu asked, immediately recognizing your hesitance. he doesn’t want to break up, he wants you to take your words back, he wants you to tell him that this was all just some sick prank. but right now, it doesn’t matter what he wants. what matters is how you feel, the emotions he didn’t realize you had been feeling.

“no…” you mumbled. the intensity of his gaze makes your knees buckle, but you stand your ground. even in the chilling darkness of his living room, he radiates light and understanding, making everything all the more difficult. you bite the inside of your cheek, letting a few beats pass before your next words, “but i have to.”

“i believe in you,” atsumu nodded, stuffing his hands in the pocket of his jeans. he lets out a quiet exhale, eyes gazing on the suitcases in your hand, “yer gonna do so many amazin’ things.”

your grip on the bag’s handle tightened. it was the end of an era, one that you didn’t expect would be ending at all. but it had to be done. for the first time since you met atsumu, you finally began to think of yourself. a small smile plays on your lips, hoping that he picks up on the pure gratefulness of your tone, “thank you for lending me your light.”

his reply would play in a loop in your mind. even in a breakup, the darkest the night has ever been, atsumu offers you a little bit of light. as expected from the sun.

the moon goes through several phases. some days are better than others. it’s a wave of several highs and lows, but you grow to understand that’s how things are. on some nights it’s as invisible as they come, the clouds blocking out what little light it already produced. though it glowed on other nights, you often feel like nothing has changed. but you learn to trust the process either way.

gazing at the moon is calming, not dazzling and exceptional, but calming. it provides peace, serenity. you often gazed at the moon, especially on the nights where you could only toss and turn. a cold breeze would blow past you and send shivers down your spine, painting your bare skin with several goosebumps. leaning on the balcony railing and taking in the sounds of a city that barely slept makes you think of him.

you miss the sun; you miss your sun. you miss his presence and the warmth he brings you. atsumu checks in every now and then, asking how you’re doing and wondering if you’d ever want to meet for a cup of coffee. you’ve never accepted any of his offers for fear of only getting pulled back in.

you’ve never realized that you always had a gravitational pull of your own. atsumu spends most of his nights gazing at the moon. when his heart raced and his mind buzzed, the moon brought him tranquility — as did you, his anchor.

[ miya atsumu ] : the night sky is nice tonight, it makes me think of you. i like that we’re always looking at the same one.

[ miya atsumu ] : i hope you’re doing okay.

he’s right, the night sky does look nice. the moon is full and shining the brightest you’ve ever seen it shine. gleaming, enchanting, and breathtaking doesn’t seem to do its beauty any justice. perhaps the poets and artists had been right all along, the moon is the perfect muse. your thoughts almost convince you that its light isn’t artificial. but twinkling beside the moon are the stars, shimmering high above the world you know, their light completely their own.

you’re not okay. being the moon may not be too bad, but you’ve already realized that you want to be amongst the stars as one.

days turn into weeks, and eventually months. sometimes they blend together when nothing of interest or importance happens, though you strive for events that are worth remembering. you’ve found a job that you actually like, one that you truly excelled at. you’ve started to put yourself out there, to meet people that pushed you to be better than you had been the day before. slowly but surely, you began to create your own light.

some days your light faltered, some days are dimmer than others, but it was a light of your own. it’s one that didn’t need another’s glow to exist. soon enough, you find yourself accepting one of atsumu’s many offers for a cup of coffee.

he’s now brighter than ever. setter for division one volleyball team, the msby black jackals, miya atsumu, has turned into setter for japan’s olympic team, miya atsumu. his radiance is as blinding as ever, the largest grin on his face as he waves his hand out the second he caught sight of you.

but you’re brighter now too, weaving through the cafe tables with your head up high. you’re more sure of yourself, standing taller, making each step towards him with purpose. you’ve lost the tension in your shoulders, the weight that built in your chest. and atsumu notices it too.

“you’ve changed.” he smiles, much softer than you’re used to. his gaze is fond as you settle in the seat in front of him.

“i know,” you reply, the corners of your lips twitching upwards, “but thank you for lending me your light.”

atsumu’s smile remains that same soft one that you’re not used to as he recognizes your words almost immediately. he leans back in his seat, gesturing a hand to you, “never gave ya anythin’, this is all you.”

he replies with the same words he said several months ago, the latter half of the sentence being the only addition. warmth fills your chest as he never lost a single ounce of sincerity. the only difference? this time you actually believe him.

atsumu may still be the sun, but you’ve become a star in your own right; you no longer need him to shine. maybe someday you’ll shine bright enough to allow yourself to exist beside him. but for now, this is enough.

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dejwrites · 2 years

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♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — i would never expect that i would reach over 2k followers on here. a blog that i started last summer (got shadowbanned two weeks after making the account lmfao) and highkey made this account just to express myself creatively. here i am months later with amazing mutuals, people enjoying my writing, and over 2k followers. i'm just grateful to be able to write content for y'all and just be mrs. comedian on the dash. so, this is my thanks to all of you.

𝐃𝐄𝐉𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐒 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐖𝐎.

→ during this event, you will be receiving a drabble of your selfship written by the one and only me. you guys know i'm always being hella nosy when it comes to your selfships. aka with the constant sqotd. but wait, there's more i will be creating a cute lil edit for your selfship also based around your drabble that i will write.

→ when it comes to the drabble you’ll be able to choose between three categories. those categories are nsfw, angst, or fluff. then once you choose which category you want your drabble with your selfship to be centered around/about just let me do my magic.

→ when it comes to the edit, i'll be asking for any information i need in the google forms you babes have to fill out. i don't want to spoil the edit i have planned.

𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒

→ you must be following me to participate in this event, i don’t think it’s fair to write a drabble for a person who isn’t even following me. that drabble could have gone to a person who actually follow me and read my content. i will be checking.

→ please do not reblog this. i do not want y'all to reblog this and y'all followers who wasn't following me...follow me just because they see this post and try to slide their form in as if they have been supporting me before i posted this event. if you reblog the post, i will be ignoring your entry form.

→ there will be a deadline to get a drabble. the form i will be releasing will be open for 24-25 hours. once that 24-25 hours is up, i will no longer be accepting any entry forms. there are no excuses. i'm releasing the link at noon on a friday and closing it down at noon the next day due to everyone being in different time zones. i’ll be removing the link to the post as soon as time runs out. plus on the google form it will close as soon as the time runs out. i will be reblogging this post every hour once it's only 5 hours left to get your form in.

→ for nsfw drabbles, you must have your age in your bio or pinned post. i will be checking. if you don’t and you request for nsfw, i will be selecting at random between an angst or fluff drabble.

→ please do not rush me to get yours done, i do anticipate getting a lot of these, so please bare with me. i’m only one person and i also work and have a social life. please don't pester me about it either, i will fight you okay. just give me space and i'll get it done.

→ during the time of this event, i will not be accepting requests of other things. i want to focus on getting these done. however, i will be updating my fics and doing my wips.

→ all drabbles will range from 100 to 400 words. keeping them short so i can do everyone.

→ all self ships posts will be tagged under #deja’s 2k followers event. tag.

( &. if you read over all the rules, please click this to fill out the form. )

→ ( &. forms open: jan 21st, 2021 12pm est — forms close: jan 22nd 12 pm est )

#deja’s 2k followers event.#( — pls don’t reblog. )

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bluefirewrites · 2 years

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Excerpt from my Fic Writer!Luke and Fanartist!Julie fic ‘Dahlia and the Duck’. Given the terrible news, seeing everyone rallying together during this time is a great reminder of the amazing community we built here- the kind of community that inspired this fic.

Here’s to us continuing to create even if Netflix says it’s over. My love letter to fandom. Love you all :)

After last season’s finale, Luke had been suffering show withdrawals, not sure where to put all his energy and focus in between seasons and completely obsessing over what could happen next season.

He had already talked Alex’s and Reggie’s ears off about his feelings on the show, and he would totally geek out over the show with more people if he knew how to approach it. Like, he couldn’t just talk to someone who watched it casually. (He made that mistake once and he was pretty sure he scared them off).

Luke had an old Tumblr he made back in middle school for reasons he still didn’t remember. He had barely used it, only reblogged some memes and followed blogs dedicated to bands he liked but that was it.

(He was so confused when he kept seeing his old posts about the ‘skeleton war’. Whatever that was…)

Finding the Madd World fandom had been a godsend.

Like, there were people on there who were down to talk about anything and everything show-related all the time!

God, he must sound corny, but he had found a community there. And it was fun. He was just blown away by the amount of content on there in the absence of the show’s. It had been insane seeing all the art, gifs, and writing all inspired by the show. And by each other.

It was too easy to get caught up in that creative energy.

He hadn’t posted much in the beginning. Just reblogged other people’s content. But then he really got into his feelings about Season 2 after chatting with others about it.

It had started off as predictions for the next season. What he had hoped to see more of in terms of character arcs and songs…

Then maybe he had started coming up with headcanons for Maddox, Rachel, Khalil, and other characters. Which led to him somewhat describing all these scenarios that could have happened within the events of the show.

Then he had ended up with something of a drabble. With dialogue and everything.

It had been the first thing he wrote in months that he liked.

And other people seemed to like it too. A lot, actually.

The response had been unexpected.

People reblogging his writing, tagging it as #fic or #fic rec when Luke had no experience writing fanfiction before (only having just started reading them a couple months before) and wasn’t sure a lil’ post about what probably happened between Maddox and Rachel before the school dance counted.

He had really felt out of his depth here, but he had been totally floored by how much people resonated with what he wrote, something he only thought happened when he was making and singing songs, and even then, it was for the book clubs and the local coffee shop crowd.

But Luke was getting love from people all the way in Belgium. He could only dream about his work having that far wide of a reach.

So… he kept writing them, the writings growing longer and more detailed where it was no mistake that he was, in fact, creating fanfiction.

It had been like the dam finally breaking, all that pent up frustration over not being able to write anything worthwhile being set free.

And it just… got away from him ever since...

Read the rest here on AO3!

#my love letter to the jatp fandom #jatp #renew jatp #no unfinished business #julie and the phantoms #juke #palina #juke-box #ficwriter!Luke #fanartist!Julie #mutuals to friends to lovers #this is based of my experiences in fandom #i'm planning on writing a series of 'fandom friends'#but we'll see how that pans out

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thebigoblin · 3 years

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Thanks for the tag @greyhavenisback ❤

1. Why did you choose your url?

Actually, I have changed my url. Initially it was sterek-writer, since I believed my soul wouldn’t get sucked into other fandoms. How naive I was, smh. I still mostly write for sterek, but still, to be more fandoms neutral I changed it to fanfics-fix.

2. Any side blogs?

Uh, yes. I have 4:

@bingo-prompts, @whenwordsmakesense, @soulnumber666 and @tw-songevent.

The first one is for making bingo cards, because I was bored and it’s fun. Asks are actually open at the moment, see this post. The second one is my writing blog because I use my main one for mostly reblogging stuff. Also, fun fact, I changed my primary blog. I deleted the previous one. It was tricky, but I did it, and I am very happy about it :D

The third one is actually my first ever sideblog, created for the soul purpose of reblogging. I don’t really use it anymore, but I also don’t wanna delete it. The fourth one is an event I am modding. It’s a non-sign-up, easy going kinda Teen Wolf event, so check it out!

3. How long have you been on Tumblr?

Idk, a couple months? A couple months.

4. Do you have a queue tag?

Yes, even if I use this feature rarely :P It’s “this is a q” which is wildly unoriginal.

5. Why did you start your blog in the first place?

For fandom-ing, obviously. Also to promote my fics. Also because Tumblr is fun when I get to interact with so many amazing people!!

6. Why did you choose your icon/pfp?

I found this great edit of Sterek/Hobrien and figured this could look good. Which it does. Thanks to the owner! Sorry I don’t know who that is :(

7. Why did you choose your header?

Like I said before, this is my second primary blog. I made this so that it matched with my writing blog. Hence, the header. Which is an edit done by me.

8. What’s your post with the most notes?

It’s a Sterek fic rec list. This one. I have also put “sterek fic recs” on my dashboard, but it only seems to work through pc, and not phone :( None of the links work on the phone!! I hate this so much. The only way to view all the posts tagged [ship name] fic recs is to click the tag on such a post.

9. How many mutuals do you have?

Idk. A few. I haven’t actually counted lol. But know this, they’re all cool <3

10. How many followers do you have?

This particular blog is close to 100, thank you guys!!!! Also, keep interacting with me. I love it.

11. How many people do you follow?

I do not have impulse control. I do not. Hence, 213.

12. Have you ever made a shitpost?

I don’t think so? Though this one might count. I also wrote a drabble on it xD

13. How often do you use Tumblr each day?

I use the app, so whenever I get a notif I open it.

14. Did you have a fight/argument with another blog once?

I haven’t, not yet, lol.

15. How do you feel about “you need to reblog this” posts?

I simply reblog them if the post and my morals/ideoligies agree.

16. Do you like Tag games?

Yes, but holy hell is this one too long!!!

17. Do you like ask games?

I like getting prompts. But I don’t really have that many opinions on stuff to enjoy other ask games?

18. Which of your mutuals do you think is Tumblr famous?

I don’t know, actually. There could be someone, but who knows anything for certain, really?

19. Do you have a crush on a mutual?

If crushing on someone’s writing style counts then, yes. I do have crushes on my mutuals.

I am tagging @ilovepeachystuff, @princecharmingwinks, @lil-italian-disappointment, @dirtbag-inc, @deepestbelieverstranger. No pressure, tho!!

#tag games #answered ask #kinda

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red-hood-vigilante · 3 years

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more hbo spn rambles, thoughts, drabbles etc. long long post.

part 1 here

there’s some things i’ve omitted here bc others have already posted about those things, certain headcanons and characterizations and stuff. those posts are in my likes somewhere (and i’ll reblog them someday), and there’s some posts i’ve read but not liked, which i now can only vaguely remember, which is why some ideas/thoughts are similar

ALSO most of these follow the model i talked about in part one: how s1-5 will stay more or less how they are but s6-10 is changed (some things are cut out entirely, some things are tweaked and some characters + arcs are more fleshed out. more focus on sam’s trauma and post-cage adaptation to the real world as well as dean letting his rage and control issues consume him and how he’d recover and redeem himself)

as i typed these paragraphs, i realized i really have 10 seasons mapped out and ready to go. hbo hire me!!

alright go:

sam and dean get wearier as the show progresses (second half), and eventually they stop putting so much care and thought in the people they save. like...hm how do i say this, like as long as a victim/victims are saved, they don’t care about how that happens or how those people suffer potential consequences, like if the victims lose a limb or have their homes burned down because of the monster, then sam and dean don’t really care. they saved your life, now they’ll leave you with your life in potential shambles and not care because all that matters is that they saved your life, not how it is afterwards. they still care about saving that one person, but eventually it pales a little in comparison to a war between heaven and hell, being the vessels etc. ---> saving people becomes less about making sure they’re actually alright and healing from horrific events and more about just making sure they have a pulse before they move on

when angels lose their wings they are either burned off in the actual fall or ripped off of them in their vessels, which leaves pretty nasty scars on the vessel

ed and harry are so young and bright eyed about the whole hunting thing; sam and dean as kids, idolizing it, finding it exciting and intriguing when they shouldn’t. sam and dean try to get them out of the business before they too are too traumatized and desensitized to do anything but hunt. neither sam or dean will say it but they are jealous of ed and harry and their freedom to leave, and hate them for choosing this voluntarily instead of being dragged into it by tragedy

hbo spn is a slow burn. there’s a lot more shots of sam and dean in silence just sitting together after a hunt, exhausted and too tired to move yet. they’re covered in blood and guts on the side of the road after killing or covered with dirt in a graveyard after burning bones, sitting next to the fire, just watching it. the times they park the car and watch the stars? we get to see it.

dean wears rings and the amulet all the time in the beginning, for the first five seasons. the rings vary; first they’re some of john’s old ones and stuff he finds in thrift stores. then later on he begins wearing rings from people they’ve saved/haven’t saved as a keepsakes etc. when he begins his descent to the holy murderer in s6-10 he wears less and less rings. they don’t matter anymore -> symbolically shedding who he was and what mattered to him

the only accessories sam has is a rosary/cross around his neck. he has jess’ engagement ring in his pocket/wallet. after the cage he vaguely remembers why the ring was there and who jessica was (more on this further down)

the four horsemen are manifestations of different aspects of human nature at its most grotesque and strongest, can’t be killed as long as humans live. war is conflict, famine is desire, pestilence is physical and mental illnesses.

(the seven sins are like the horsemen, tulpas of human nature instead of demons)

death isn’t a concentration of an existing aspect of humans as much as it is the end of life, the antithesis of life. death the oldest of the horsemen and has existed since the beginning of any life, organism, cell and atom. the opposite of life and light, the other half of god (as i’m typing this i’m confused as to why amara was the opposite of god instead of death). death isn’t evil or good, remains 100% objective. doesn’t care for sam or dean at all, but has a begrudging respect for their stubbornness and entertainment they provide due to their flat out refusal to do as they’re told by celestial bodies when anyone else would crumble

by including death i feel like it very naturally begs questions of who decides when someone dies, when someone lives, why would death follow these guides instead of reaping whomever whenever, what happens if a life isn’t reaped at the right time etc. the reader in me adore the idea of death having a library with books and records of everyone who has ever lived and died and how they died - but then, who writes these books and why? do they decide, and if in that case, how? these questions are above my paygrade but you know what i mean? like there has to be some sort of system right, god created everything, death executes to maintain order, some third party deity writes the laws and the books. the three branches of government. ok but it’s hbo so again, i think we shouldn’t dive this deep into things, like as much as these topics intrigue me i don’t want to stray too much from the dirt road trip aesthetic

shapeshifters are extremely rare because they don’t require any kind of human blood or organs/sacrifice to live

i want more exploration of how magic is like science, like it just needs the right ingredients and right conditions. sam thinks of magic as an obscure branch of science; it just requires research and knowledge and clear intentions because science can be controlled and do a lot of good when used responsibly. dean doesn’t like it. he doesn’t trust the unpredictable elements and he’s seen enough to know it never goes well. magic is a force that can’t be controlled by anyone.

sam and dean have full on fist fights regularly. to practice and keeping each other sharp, but also because they’re siblings. they’re feral, insane and unhinged with each other and they get on each other’s nerves A LOT. it’s petty and childish and sometimes it can get a lil ugly but it becomes their way of family therapy. after a fight the next scene cuts to sam and dean with ruffled clothes, nosebleeds and swollen lips at a diner eating silently after beating each other up. either they sit in silence because they’re tired or both are harping on the other’s openings and weaknesses

sometimes they’ll fight a little dirty but they do so in different ways; dean will pull the old ‘look!’ and point to something and then tackle sam when he turns to look while sam will just cry out in fake pain which makes dean stop dead in his tracks before sam headbutts him or kicks him in the groin

we, the audience get used to these fights, they’re sometimes funny and for comic relief, sometimes for narrative purposes (like tricking a monster they’re fighting each other when they’re really not) BUT. then comes the times when sam and dean are actually fighting without holding back and we see how much they are capable of hurting each other or how heartbreaking and difficult it can be to watch when of them are incapable of fighting back/doesn’t defend himself -> swan song when dean doesn’t fight back against possessed sam, or when dean beats soulless sam unconscious

sam and dean also just verbally bully each other constantly but they do have their odd ways of expressing affection and care. they get the other person their fave snack whenever they go grocery shopping without being asked to and are the only other one they truly trust to have their back in hunts. have a cup of coffee ready before the other asks for one. brothers and each other’s best friend. nightmare duo but in a sweet way. the cooperation of ‘the usual suspects’ when they’re in different interrogation rooms but still has the cover story down to a t. code words and code names and cover stories, they know it all

when sam and dean fight together against a common enemy they’re a damn nightmare - because they know each others weaknesses and habits, they cover each other perfectly and in complete silence. they’ve been at it together since they were kids and read each other’s nonverbal cues like a picture book

to build off of what i said in part 1; the winchesters are pretty hated in the hunter’s community. even the people sam and dean frequently work with (bobby, ellen, jo, ash, rufus, bela, kevin, charlie, castiel etc) roasts them all the time and don’t hesitate with calling them out on their self-pitying crap when it get’s too much (spn was just objectively better when characters weren’t afraid of dragging sam and dean through the mud for being selfish and stupid) and this WILL persist in hbo spn. the only reason people continue working with sam and dean is because they know deep down a lot of the things that happens aren’t sam and dean’s fault - but they still blame them for it. doesn’t make it easier how sam or dean sometimes start crap on purpose to save the other

the winchesters are terrifying and people for sure tell stories about them, but not like ‘they’re heroes’, more like ‘they’re insane and dangerous. stay the fuck away from them’. some stories are true, like how they’ve worked with demons, but some are just game of telephone. (dean has apparently a ghost he is frequently possessed by while sam is actually a mutant vampire). hunters hate and are scared of the winchesters. sam and dean are never invited to hunter stuff (burials, memorials etc) but crash them nonetheless even though the hunters do NOT want them there.

you know what drives me insane when i think about it? how some characters in spn already are their hbo spn counterparts; john. mary. adam. maybe kevin?

other things that already are their hbo spn counterparts: dean throwing away the amulet right in front of sam. eyes burning when angels are seen. how ghosts are just tragedies, stuck in a loop they can’t leave. how a lot of the monsters they meet are just victims or their circumstances or the first victim of a curse. the impala being sam and dean’s home. dean not knowing how to comfort sam when he’s upset other than trying to do things for sam that usually brings dean comfort (driving the impala, listening to rock music etc). the roadhouse. heaven being an eternal version of the memories that made you the happiest even though it’s not real. sam wanting independence and freedom but never fully having it. dean fearing being alone more than anything else and that’s where he always ends up. sam has an eating disorder after the demon blood and dean has an alcohol problem he refuses to see as a problem. dean saying “i’d do it again” without an ounce of regret and pouring himself a drink when sam tells him it was fucked up to lie to him about gadreel

the demon/angel hybrid: THIS could be sooo interesting to explore. an angel and demon hybrid are you kidding me?? not to toot my own horn too much but i’m so clever. i should write this story myself. SO. does this creature have parents who fucked in their vessels or was this an experiment by god (yes i love the ‘mad scientist’ idea, that really should’ve been played up way more) or did a pre-existing creature (human or otherwise) drink demon blood and angel grace at the same time so that it created itself? so much potential for some really intriguing storytelling and character exploration - not only the creature itself and what they would be like, but also for the people around; sam, dean, castiel, jack etc. how would they react to this thing that is the very definition of defying heaven and hell and all the natural laws? does it exist before the show starts or will we see its birth?

the powers of the demon/angel hybrid would be tricky; a mix of holy and defiant, grotesque and beautiful. unconsciously forces people to tell the truth when talking to them. poisons whatever they touch. eyes of a demon, wings of an angel. can smite but skin will burn when touching iron. can do deals but will require a sacrifice in return, not a soul, usually a body part taken then and there (the hybrid eats it. it favours eyeballs and the liver - angels like raw meat). lights always flicker. makes things explode when angry (esp people and cars). can manipulate feelings, thoughts and memories. can travel to both heaven and hell, not welcome in either places. + standard stuff like telekinesis, teleportation, mind reading, super strength etc.

sam and dean’s wardrobe are pretty much the same; whatever’s cheap and not covered in blood. however, they do have stylistic differences. sam thinks graphic tees are funny, dean uses whatever’s black combined with john’s leather jacket. their wardrobe melds as they stop thinking of themselves as individuals and more of “me and my brother,”. their clothes are tattered and torn to shreds all the time. hand me downs, hand me ups. when they stray off their “path” and do things that are the crux of a storyline/character arc, this would reflect in their clothes. when sam is with ruby and becomes more and more “evil” he wears more and more red, a colour he has stated in the past he doesn’t really like. when dean is dead, sam starts to wear his rings and john’s and dean’s leather jacket. when dean decides he’s going to say yes to michael he dresses in white, when sam is dead dean takes off every piece of jewelry except the amulet. he holds it clenched in his fists when he’s whispering what comes close to a prayer

logically the amulet should have a backstory but you know what? i love that it’s hinted to be just a piece of cheap jewelry sam found in a thrift store he decided to give to dean. but narratively it should be explained so... idk. what could be logical solution as to why it would react to GOD himself? maybe god wore it once cuz he thought it was neat but he sold it for three dollars because he wanted coffee and then sam found it a week later

i would prefer it if god didn’t show up at all (absent father number one) but if he DID he’s not all powerful just a true neutral (like death, 100% objective) who created a thing that just took a life of its own, much like a parent and a child - the parent helps the child but can’t control it. the times he did intervene or tried to do something it didn’t really have any real long lasting effect so he gave up on trying a while ago.

@spneveryseason talked about this, how the storyline of sam being possessed by gadreel would be horrifying if we saw everything from sam’s perspective instead of dean’s (her fic is wonderful). in the ‘dean slowly descends into a righteous murderer to become holy’ idea i have this tracks so damn well because again, if dean believes something is right, it is right, no questions about it. everyone around him is like “that’s really fucked up and you should make amends” but dean doesn’t see any reasons for why - sam is alive isn’t he? and seeing it from sam’s pov would really underline how horrifying, dehumanizing and belittling that experience was

john and mary are adam and eve. sam and dean are cain and abel are michael and lucifer. time is a flat circle. history never stops repeating itself.

sam is the villain of s4. he is manipulated and key information is withheld from him but in the end... would it made a difference? it crossed his mind, that he could be tricked because ruby is a demon after all, but maybe he likes the power, the feeling of freedom, that he wasn’t just the baby, the one who always needs permission to do things. if he has to drain possessed people to get that power... so be it. and it’s for a good purpose, until it isn’t. he’s hungry for more, to be feared and respected. he’s enticed by lucifer’s sweet words, the potential of all that power and the idea of ruling two out of three realms. dean manages to pull him back from the brink because sam decides he doesn’t want to be what john thought he was and fail dean and himself like that.

dean is the villain in s9. he is controlling, the mark of cain without the mark. what he says goes - it’s not a democracy, it’s a dictatorship. he doesn’t see how much pain, doubt and fear he causes the people around him. if some victims or civilians die on his watch that doesn’t matter - just some collateral damage. sam can’t make dean listen to him because dean is the older one, the one who’s always called the shots. dean is the angelic one, heaven’s chosen warrior, he is untouchable and unkillable. he’s is an excellent killer, filling the void with blood and rage which is better than the crippling fear of loneliness carved into his bones. 'i butcher for love, to protect,’ he tells himself. ‘why shouldn’t i exterminate, regardless of the cost? i’ve followed the rules, i’ve always sacrificed. now i call the shots. it’s my right.’

sam’s hell trauma is never magically removed. he’s stuck with the memories and the nightmares and the occasional hallucinations. castiel can’t do anything but offers to wipe his memory completely, but sam says no, he is still doing penance.

after dean comes back from hell he starts calling himself old man and jokes a lot about he’s 40 years older now (after he’s more comfortable about speaking about hell)

when sam comes back he feels ancient (he’s over 900 years old at least but he lost count), weary, tired and so so so out of place in this world. he’s forgotten how to put gas in a car, how to drive, how to use a credit card, all the song lyrics he and dean used to yell together, the faces of people he knew before he fell, the softness of a bed, the schools he went to, most of the hunts he and dean, how john died, who mary is, the initials carved into the impala, the taste of food that isn’t raw meat. it’s so much he’s forgotten that he has to relearn. he prefers figuring things out with castiel instead of dean because castiel doesn’t silently resent him for everything he’s forgotten

sam doesn’t laugh anymore. despite dean’s many and castiel’s few awkward attempts, it’s more like quick smile and a quiet “hmm”. on some days he recoils when he sees blood and guts, on other days he’s so apathetic it’s unnerving

sam sympathizes with the brought back mary and castiel more than ever. dean tries to get sam to remember things he’s forgotten from his childhood but sam can’t connect with it anymore. he stopped being that sam a long time ago. dean doesn’t know what else to do than try to force this connection to be revitalized and he fails. sam isn’t that person anymore and this wedge in their relationship becomes a central factor in dean’s s6-10 desperation and isolation. sam is here and safe but it’s not really sam, not the sam dean grew up with

while sam has forgotten how to make coffee, he now knows everything about angels, effective torture tricks, a bunch of lore + biblical history, how to navigate hell, the most powerful and influential demons, rare and powerful spells as well as perfect enochian (he will speak enochian without realizing and it feels more natural than english). lucifer and michael were surprisingly talkative (raging about the unfairness) when taking their anger and hatred out on sam and adam and each other. sam had access to all of lucifer’s memories and knowledge for the time he was the one in control. walking library and encyclopedia of biblical lore.

he still has some muscle memory from hunting and sparring, but sam is ghostly thin and very rusty. even though he’s an expert on lore, he’s not fit to go on hunts anymore and he knows it.

sam remembers adam and swears he’ll try to get him out, but he can’t. just thinking about the cage makes him vomit. he can’t talk about it, much less go near it. after a while sam thinks it might be better to let adam stay down there than let him come back up and feel this crushing emptiness and loss of direction

sam’s trials take place in s9 instead of 8; coinciding with dean’s villain arc. for sam the trials are a chance to redeem himself again, this time for good by closing hellgates forever. they’re scrubbing him clean of the demon blood and his sins and they give him a sense of purpose again now that he can’t join hunts anymore. it doesn’t matter if he dies because of it. it would be nice with a permanent and peaceful death that did something good. dean is taken aback by sam’s devotion to repent for something that happened years ago and for something sam has already paid for a thousand times over. dean realizes how messed up he himself has become and how he’s helped put sam here, on the cusp of self sacrifice again because of sickening guilt and self hatred. dean begs sam to not complete the trials at the cost of his own life and swears he’ll better himself, be a friend and a brother, not a jailer, dictator or a murderer. ‘if you won’t give yourself or life another chance, please give me one.’ ---> s10 pacifist dean learning to let go of the control, the violent tendencies and the rage

oh wait what if gadreel still possessed sam after the trials to heal him but sam is the one who invites the angel in? he’ll keep his promise to dean about staying alive, as well as heal from the inside and have breaks from the world when he doesn’t want to be present, like he and gadreel will alternate being the one in control. he keeps it a secret from dean and helps gadreel imitate him so dean won’t notice. it’s not so bad, being possessed by this angel - sam can say no anytime and gadreel is a nice guy. since they alternate on who’s present they can access each other’s memories, which is terrifying and embarrassing at first, but since gadreel and sam have been tricked and used by lucifer and been punished for it for far too long, they understand each other. now another creature knows their trauma and terrors without the need for verbal explanation. also having an angel residing in his body makes sam feel like he can hunt properly again because gadreel can heal him and take over in situations sam’s overpowered. this could show how messed up sam has come to view himself and his body.

dean is conflicted when he finds out; sam lied but gadreel does help sam heal, sam’s traumatized and his self-worth is fucked up and dean has contributed to that. dean convinces sam to push gadreel out, that sam is still valuable, loved and a good person who shouldn’t be in a place where he views his body and mind like a property to be occupied. sam’s faith begins to come back bit by bit, not in god, but in himself, his brother, in the good things in life. they build their little family; sam, dean, castiel, the hybrids, whomever of their allies that are alive at this point.

castiel can heal sam and dean’s wounds but they are never completely gone; they leave scars and phantom pains. the brothers have SO many scars over the years. dean flaunts them to impress people because he likes the questions and the fearful admiration, the attention and the nods of approval. sam hides them.

when dean is in a bad mood or needs to get his mind off of things, sam just drops something like ‘i don’t get the deal with led zeppelin. one of the most overrated bands of all time’ and dean will go OFF every single time about the entire led zeppelin history, their discography and how they’ve shaped rock music. this will go on for hours and sam will zone out after 1 minute. but dean rants nonsensically the entire drive and it does get him to think about something else for a little bit. they stop at a motel and dean is STILL ranting while brushing his teeth. stops when going to sleep but without fail picks up where he left off the morning after and is so into it he doesn’t notice sam not paying attention at all. we could see this once in s1 when they’re searching for john, another in s3 when dean is anxious about his deal coming to an end and then again in a later season, when sam doesn’t remember to ask/doesn’t have the patience or mental capability, so they’ll sit there in tense silence, showing how much they’ve changed.

---> i can see this SO clearly in my head, how they’ll get in the car and we, the audience, will recognize the camera angle, the same lines and dean’s grumpy mood, and we’ll anticipate what comes next. but sam isn’t that kid anymore and he’s not peeking at dean to gauge what his mood is and how much of a shit eating grin he should wear when being an annoying little brother to cheer dean up. now he’s looking out the window, leaned back, they’re not looking at each other. this shot is a minute or two long, uninterrupted. dean turns on music but neither are singing along or doing anything to lighten the mood.

s1-5: sam gets hooked on demon blood, dean has an alcohol problem. when sam goes through withdrawals, dean decides to quit drinking and joins him because he wants to be supportive, and he realizes that when he drinks two beers for breakfast there’s a problem

s6-10: sam takes painkillers, anti depressants and anti psyhosis meds to numb himself from the phantom pains and reduce post-cage effects. dean started drinking again after sam jumped and still does, but started smoking in addition because he still drives a lot and doesn’t want to die in something as pathetic as a car crash.

there a scene in an episode in the first half of s8, when sam has decided to stay with dean instead of amelia, and dean has rejected benny in favor of sam, and then the brothers sit in a couch watching tv while drinking beer and neither of them look particularly happy about it - that’s how their relationship is a lot of the time. they know they’re fucked up and neither of them will ever be truly happy when the other’s around, but they owe each other so much and they don’t have to explain themselves to each other the way they do to others. they know each other so well, each other’s traumas and the things they’ve done, it feels fake and exhausting to try to be something other than the veteran hunters they are. misery loves company; they are miserable together but would be far more miserable apart and living a normal life. they do love each other, but neither of them are particularly happy as the show progresses. family is hell and so is the lack of it.

OK OK i mentioned it in part one, how i had my own very specific idea about how jack should come to be and here it is. long winded but (might just write a damn fic):

after lucifer was cast back into the cage, he is stronger than he has been in a long time (being in his true vessel helped him stretched muscles he forgot he had. and fresh air.) sam is pulled out of the cage and it leaves a rift in the magic and chains - the binding is weaker and lucifer must act fast to get out before it heals. the cage is still strong enough to hold two archangels, so lucifer has to become weaker somehow to slip out through the cracks. he can’t get out of the cage, but souls can come in. demons bring themselves and human souls as tools for lucifer to use. there’s not much he can do here - consuming them, eating them, touching them, dissecting them doesn’t give him what he wants

eventually lucifer realizes he must do like azazel and create something new of two halves, like when he created demons. he begins melding his archangel grace with a human soul. he tries with demons, but his archangel grace automatically purifies them and leaves them too weak. he must try with a human soul who is good. he finds the soul of kelly kline, who sold her soul to save a loved one. with her, the merging, works.

he has another self, a twin, a son, who’s half human and half archangel. half lucifer. the old lucifer will die but that’s ok, his desires, presence and self will live on in his new creation. the new lucifer barely makes it out of the cage, only able to due to its human side. on earth it creates a body for itself and takes shape, no longer a form of pure power and energy akin to the sun itself but now a person, reminiscent of kelly kline on earth and lucifer in heaven. they name themselves jack. jack searches for familiarity and finds it in sam, their old self’s perfect tool and another hybrid. jack finds a mentor in castiel, a younger brother and fellow angel with human elements. they do not find anything in dean, the key to his former self’s doom.

jack’s powers: their powers are like and unlike the angels because he is half archangel. jack has wings but sometimes they don’t work, or they’ll end up somewhere else entirely. their body is their own, not a vessel, so jack can’t possess people. doesn’t talk but people “know” what they’re saying or want because jack emits their emotions and thoughts to people they’re talking to like a radio tower. jack can also have this empathic connection and communication with animals. his mood affects the weather. immortal. reads minds. can remove a soul from a body and send it to heaven/hell by touching it, with practice they don’t need to touch a body.

other stuff about jack: the human/archangel nature means jack only need sleep and food once a week or so. eats only nougat and raw meat. because jack is a kid they nap a lot. levitates when sleeping. never blinks, stares intensely at everything. their eye colour changes based on their mood. eyes glow in the dark. normal humans who look at jack for too long experience memory loss, fainting spells or migraines and eye contact for more than 10 seconds give vivid hallucinations of their worst nightmares. always barefoot, often floats like 10 cm off the ground because they find it more enjoyable than walking. wears the wildest clothes they can find, nothing matches and nothing is weather appropriate

i have a very specific image of jack in my mind; they look like delirium from the sandman comics with the hair that looks like it’s underwater and the fishes floating around their head, here and here are examples. in live action this would look not good or maybe even ridiculous for sure but in animation... endless potential for angels and monsters to have super interesting designs sigh

castiel’s arc should end with him going from blind soldier, to the unwilling ruler of heaven, finding a place on earth with sam and dean, becoming closer with humanity and eventually a father of three (the hybrids).

#hbo spn #sam winchester #dean winchester #supernatural #iben spoke #ok i'm tired of looking at this now #i just needed to get these thoughts out of my head to get some peace and quiet #more character centric than part 1 #and it turned into such a long post.... jesus #i should make a separate post for post cage sam headcanons #ana if you see this i'm so sorry to drag you into this mess but i wanted to give credit where credit is due

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The Bunker Party - Debrief

Hey peeps!

Our latest bunker party was just amazing. My cheeks and my stomach still hurt from laughing...Supernatural seriously does have THEE best fandom and I’m so glad to be a part of it.

6 and a half hours we were hanging out for…SIX AND A HALF! But to see so many beautiful faces, hear so many lovely voices and to spend time with new people was just a dream! The support from you guys for each other, the love in this fandom; I can’t express how much I adore it.

Me and @katehuntington love holding these events and we are already planning the next live stream (date to be announced) but it will be in August.

So...to the debrief!

Below you will find:

Everyone who joined - their tags, what’s coming up fic wise and their masterlist.

Announcements - a juicy one this time!

Challenges to join

Blogs who want to help with your writing

Want a link breaker?

Fic & blog recs

So without further ado… *cracks fingers*

You are the guys that make it the live stream what it is. So below is a list of everyone who was on the chat last night accompanied by their masterlist and what they have coming up soon! For your reading pleasure and in no particular order…

@katehuntington: The new chapter of Ride with Me is out NOW and she is currently working on the next instalment. The Sullivan Series is now scheduled to be posted every FRIDAY so keep your eyes peeled for that and she is going to be finishing All I Want soon too!

Her masterlist can be found HERE

@flamencodiva: This babe is currently working on a multitude of things and we are in awe every time she tells us what she has on. She has FINISHED the epilogue of Getting Back To You. She’s working on the next part of What He Lost, What He Found as well as When You Fall. She also has Call of the Ocean and drabbles that are exclusive to her patreon!

Check out her masterlist HERE

@talesmaniac89: This beaut has been working a lot on editing images lately, making aesthetics and dividers for everyone to use! Besides that, she has a new chapter of The Man in Apartment 43 coming out. The next chapter of Missing in Action as well as the next one of Lost.

She is also working on a Benny/Dean oneshot!

She’s created a fake website called HunT and is creating a social media AU set in the universe. The whole story will be told through text messages and emails. It’s NOT one to miss!

Check her out guys, her masterlist is HERE

@whatareyousearchingfordean: Alex is currently writing her next two fictions! With Happiness Begins finished (previously Et Cetera) she has a sequel in the works...as well as her Firefighter Dean AU. From what we’ve already heard…it sounds amazing! I won’t give away any plot points that we were told just yet but it’s one to be put on your watch list!

Her masterlist can be found HERE

@superfanficnatural: This babe is currently working on the next chapters of The Bringer of balance as well as the next chapters of The Choice! He now has a Mafia AU fic in the works and will be collaborating with Alex (whatyousearchingfordean) on “Heavy lies the crown) a Male reader fiction!

We’re living for it!

Go and give him some love, his masterlist can be found HERE

@deanwanddamons: This absolute sweetheart is working on a few things at the moment and I have been given a sneak peak at what her talented little mind is cooking up. The next part of Baby Spoon will be gracing your eyes soon enough as well as updates to the rest of her series...The Show Must Go On anyone? ;)

Her masterlist can be found HERE

@emoryhemsworth: This beaut has broken her lil hiatus and posted the sequel to Because of You. Piece by Piece is amazing and if you haven’t read it yet, i suggest you check it out. She’s also writing her first chapter of her series called “Losing Sleep” as well as a TWD crossover fic!

Check our her masterlist HERE:

@waywardbeanie: This absolute gem of a woman is working on her very first fanfiction called “A Man Of Letters” and it’s an absolute DIAMOND. Dean. Letters. Fluff. Smut. It’s gonna tick all them boxes and it’s a must read!