nothinggg better than torturing an emotionally repressed character until every single trauma they've ever refused to process starts spilling uncontrollably out of the cracks. like a matryoshka doll situation of repressed trauma and baby you better believe i'm going in there with a hammer
You called me "angel" for the first time,
my heart leapt from me
You smile now, I can see its pieces still stuck in your teeth
And what's left of it, I listen to it tick
Every tedious beat going unknown as any angel to me
Unknown / Nth - Hozier
Sam is organising some of their archived items one day, and tries on the Holy Fire glasses just as Castiel walks into the room. He tries not to freak out because now he can see that Cas is surrounded by floating, glowing eyes.
Sam takes the glasses off. Normal regular Cas.
Puts them back on. Eyes everywhere.
Cas looks over and sees Sam's strange expression, not knowing the glasses he's wearing have been treated with Holy Fire, and asks if he's okay.
Sam fumbles his way through a "Yeah- I'm uh- I'm fine."
While they're talking Sam notices that actually, only a handful of the eyes floating around Cas are open, looking at him, while the rest are closed.
But then Dean walks into the room.
Instantly all of Cas's glowing eyes snap open and follow his movement through the room. "Hey Sam, hey Cas," Dean greets, unaware of the eyes watching him.
"Hello, Dean," Cas replies, all the eyes squinting closed like a happy cat.
Sam watches with interest. "Cas?" he says.
Cas's physical body turns to him, but only a few of the eyes leave Dean. "Yes, Sam?"
"Nothing."
The eyes all return to Dean before Cas even finishes saying, "If you're sure."
..........Sam is unsurprised.
*(sighs morosely and stares out the window)* When will Valgrace Week 2025 prompts drop?
when character a is barely conscious and being princess carried by character b and when b goes to put them down a whimpers and fists their hand into the fabric of their shirt and b goes shhh shh shh and takes their hand in theirs while gently cradling their head oughhhhhh oughhhhh………….
I love laying on the floor :) who else loves laying on the floor? I love laying on the floor :)
"cool character I guess..." I mutter, walking away with a suspiciously character shaped lump in my throat
Jason probably thought that going to an all-boys school after him and Piper broke up was be a good idea so he could keep his mind of dating and then saw one(1) cute boy and was like "shit😕"
Andrew Tate 🤝 This Parrot
Trans Inclusive Radical Misogyny
So some of you im sure know the band mother mother. Which if you do. Then you know their song “arms tonite”
WELLL
I do love me some spn edge. So. If you think about it that song really hits destiel in just the right way, like..
“I fell in your arms tonight
I fell hard in your arms tonight, it was nice
I died in your arms tonight
I slipped through into the afterlife, it was nice
White light in your arms tonight
I lost sight in your arms tonight, it was nice”
And
“I cry in the afterlife
I cry hard because I have died, and you're alive
I try to escape afterlife
I try hard to get back inside your arms alive”
Do you see it? If i was good at drawing the boys i would animate them to this song