Hestia
Hestia’s posture is impeccable.
She is neither tall nor short - and round in figure.
Her hips are wide - perfect for holding the children that she never birthed, but cares for anyway.
Her belly is round, from good food and a good family - and it bounces slightly when she laughs.
She has a mothers face, and a mothers hands, and auburn hair that falls in curls.
She wears dresses in muted oranges and reds, or browns - and her apron is off-white.
She hums when she cooks in the kitchen and grows her own herbs in the back garden.
She keeps a cleaning rag in her pocket, and always has a salve ready in case of scraped knees or burnt hands.
She does not yell, no - her honey brown eyes give a harsh enough stare to silence unruly children and self-indulgent adults.
Her doors are always open, to the forgotten and the lost - to the wandering and the wanting.
She always cooks enough for extra company and second helpings.
Her hearth is always burning, her love is never ending.
Hestia, Goddess of Hearth and Home,
Lead my way - and light my path. 🕯️
- Hestia’s Hearth; An original hymn
Bilstiel
what's another demon deal on cas's record
Love is in the air 🖤🗡💀
Sam tries to take matters into his own hands. It does not work.
now it's officially released, here's nearly all the codes in order. cataloguing these all in the same place for my convenience, i recommend solving these for yourself first. major spoilers for the entire book below the cut, obviously. continue reading at your own risk.
final warning broski. 3, 2, 1....
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there are a bunch of new codes introduced, of which i'll name the first time they appear. starting off with the spine's inside cover:
i'm naming this one axolotl: EVEN HIS LIES ARE LIES
cipher's code on the bottom: REMEMBER US
runes [small vertical]: OLAF WAS HERE
angel: PRAISE THE FALLEN ANGLE
inside of the paperback (not pictured) just says BLACK & WHITE.
LET HIM IN AND BREAK THE SEAL BETWEEN WHATS FICTION AND REAL
GLUTTOSLOTHENY
MY OPTOMETRIST NEVER SAW IT COMING
PAPER IS BOOK SKIN
LIES / BOOBERRY
left: LONE SURVIVOR OF THE EUCLIDEAN MASSACRE
upper right: TANTRUM
WHICH HENCHMANIAC RATTED ME OUT? (dramaa)
TITANS BLOOD (owl house ref?)
SUCK IT MERLIN
lobster lord's name is DARYLL
CURSE WITTEBANE (definitely owl house ref!)
COUNTRIES ARENT (wut)
author's code upper left: SIX FINGERED FREAK
bottom: STANLEY COULD HAVE MADE HER LAUGH (and he did!)
IF LOST RETURN TO BILL (bro got microchipped)
cipher: FORGET THE PAST
author: HOPEFULLY FS GLOVES WILL HIDE WHAT CIPHER HAS DONE TO MY HANDS...
bro's secret code: HAVE I BEEN TOO HARSH ALL ALONG?
cipher's code: I CAN WRITE CODES TOO IT'S NOT THAT HARD!
patients from left to right:
SPHEREMONGER / ETERNALOR / BILL CIPHER / THE LOGIC CUBE / PAINGORIOUS / JESSICA / SHADORG / MR SILLY / THE BEAST
the silly straws chapter is missing, i might add that later. i tried to collect all of them but there may be a few i missed.
Leonid has the Body of a male Ukrainian man, but the soul of a teenage American girl
Leonid Pasternak (Ukrainian, 1862–1945) - The Torments of Creative Work
Computer Science major here, it's not working because the computer doesn't respect you. download viruses on it to remind it who's boss.
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queer as in gay but also queer as in unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe
literally Arthur Lester and John Doe. Get these fuckers therapy, PLEASE.
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I always pictured Castiel to be the sad accepting type of jealous lover
Like, he gets jealous, but he doesn't act on it. He kinda just sits, stares, and looks on longingly, wishing it were him
Imagine with me:
Dean tries to make Cas' jealous, wanting that fun lil spice in their relationship. Wanting to see if Cas is gonna act on it and be all possessive
He does the smallest thing. They're at a bar and Dean just winks and nods at the pretty bartender who sends back her own flirtatious lil look
Dean turns to Cas, hoping to find his (they're in the dating stage) boyfriend looking fierce and angry
And he immediately panics cause Cas is giving him the biggest, saddest eyes known to man
Big blue and glassy. Like he's gonna cry but it's the type of cry of someone who's accepted they've lost
And Dean immediately goes to rectify his failure. Just ditches the bar entirely. Takes Cas out star gazing and showers him in love. Cause that look? That sad, forlorn look that ripped his heart out of his chest?
Dean is gonna dedicate his entire life to make sure Cas never looks that way again