⬆️My Alastor Headcanon

no because the foreshadowing here makes me so sad

STRANGER THINGS Vol 2 | Papa (4.08)

The real barbie is Y/n.

Y/n’s a doctor, a cop, a scientist, an agent, vet, hero, villain, astronaut, lawyer, spy, criminal, artist, chef, engineer, psychologist, architect, journalist, firefighter, event planner, mechanic, photographer, musician, actor, interior designer, bartender, fashion designer, barista, florist, forensic scientist, flight attendant, profiler, tour guide, translator, etc.

I love that songs are just like snippets of someone else’s life that they put their heart and soul into and we just listen to them to make us happy like it’s just super wholesome imo

POSTING THIS AGAIN!!!

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE BE CAREFUL OUT THERE!!!

i dont know if anything will ever hit me quite as hard as baby viktor's outfit literally being a mini version of singed's

The Devil Doesn’t Bargain

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader

Word Count: 8k

Summary: You and Eddie are best friends, he is always there for you if you need him. One day you knock at his door after you went back to your abusive Ex the night before.

Warnings: Angst, domestic abuse, physical violence (only light descriptions), toxic relationship, don’t worry Eddie is the good guy.

Available on: AO3

A/N: I heard the song, I had to write angst. Inspired by “The devil doesn’t bargain” by Alec Benjamin. Might wanna listen to it while reading this fic, it’s at least how I wrote it haha. This fic is about an abusive, toxic relationship and trying to get out of if. Take care of yourself while reading it, please! Otherwise enjoy!

♣ Eddie Munson Masterlist ♣

It shouldn’t have been like this.

It should have been okay this time.

That’s what you had told yourself.

In reality, your whole body felt like it was on fire and not a single thing had changed.

It was like you learned nothing, falling right back into the trap.

All you could do now was getting ready for meeting with your best friend while trying to ignore the stinging pain that came from almost everywhere.

You never learned, didn’t you?

You dressed in your long-armed hoodie despite the weather being quite nice. No one needed to see the bruises.

They were between you and your Ex and he probably hadn’t even noticed. Again.

He never did.

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If Zaun!Viktor existed he would have invented vapes to vape shimmer with sweet milk flavour to keep his lungs from hurting.

The ✨dreams and visions✨ told me that.

Post War Levi HC

I think about PostWar Levi and if he ever found his s/o, someone he trusts with his entire being.

I think he would tell them about everything that he went through, without shedding a tear because he never really had the chance to express his grief before, as he dedicated his entire life towards helping humanity, always putting others first. It would take him a good while to realize the depth of his grief and to lower the walls he had built around himself, before the dam of emotions comes crashing down.

I think he would then lay down with his s/o with his head tucked in the crook of their neck, and his s/o would eventually feel their shirt slightly dampen, a sign of Levi's silent tears. And they would hold him tight and stroke his hair without saying a word; a silent acknowledgement.

Because I think no amount of words would ever suffice for the pain and hell he's been through.

Angel of the Lord

Hand painted portrait, Photoshop CS6.

Here is the final version of Castiel. It had quite a journey to get here, much like the angel himself.

If you like SPN art, be sure to check out my companion Dean and Sam pieces.

i simply need everyone to understand that i am tired all of the time. literally at all moments. if i ever go somewhere and do something, it is not because i am somehow full of energy, but instead that i have carefully stored up all of my little bits of energy like a dragon collecting jewels, and am now vaporizing them all at once