michaelspn

[michaelspn]

Michaelmas is close and I’ll try to be online that day to celebrate the one (1) valid spn character ♥

[michaelspn]

@hellruins​ [x]

It took Michael a few seconds to react. There was this primal part in him, the part that was born with Lucifer millenia ago, that always longed to believe in Lucifer and the good parts in him... But as Lucifer charged against him, even if Lucifer didn’t came with murderous intentions, the first part that reacted was the one Michael himself had forged: his instincts. The part of him that was built for battle, the part of him that was automatically wired into him the moment his brother betrayed them and fell, the part that knew there was no time for nostalgia in the midst of war. Because that’s what Lucifer had turned their relationship in: a battlefield.

The first thing that made him realize what was happening was the warmth ichor dripping down the blade and staining his hands, followed by the grip of Lucifer’s hands on his wrist. The prince flinched, eyes widening violently as the situation lands on him eventually.

“No, I...” He tried to talk but his voice came out choked, strangled by the horror of what was happening. “I-I didn’t mean...” He whimpers, blue eyes filling up with tears as he realizes at last.

He had stabbed Lucifer. With his archangel blade, no less. The deadliest weapon for their kind. He couldn’t pull it out. It would only made his grace and life spill out faster. What could he do?

Raphael would know what to do. He thought, but at the same time his voice echoed inside his head in a mocking manner: Raphael wouldn’t have done this. YOU did.

“D-DON’T MOVE!” He stuttered, fingers turning blue as he forces them not to shake and make things worse. He looks desperate around, eyes up on the sky as he intents to pray.

“FATHER!” but it comes as a yell instead, unable to hold his tongue back. “FATHER PLEASE, IT WAS AN ACCIDENT...!” Tears spill down his face, hostage to his own panic for the first time in eons. “Lucifer don’t move! I-I’m gonna fix this! I’m gonna fix it!!”

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dusttcdusk​:

‘ of course. i keep a supply just in case such an occasion might arise.’ perhaps it was sentiment that had her keep such a thing. neither cain nor abel had expressed any sort of interest in a sweet treat. seths visits were few and far in between. all sons full grown and choosing either coffee or tea. this provided a nice change. 

‘ you’re far too sweet, adam. must be all the extra sugar.’ 

“You can’t blame me, I’m no longer bound by human standards, I can eat all the sugar I want and it won’t affect my health anymore.”

And despite this being truth, there was a bitter grunt inside his head from Michael not completely liking this, but also not willing to keep Adam from his sugra rush joyness.

“How are you today?”

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@dusttcdusk​ [x]

“I’m more of a chocolate kinda guy when it comes to hot things, if that’s ok?” Despite trying many different teas, every single one of them tasted like leaf to him. And now, with Michael behind his tastebuds as well, it was a million times worse. Chocolate, however, wouldn’t do that to him.

“You look pretty today.”

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(     *     DEXTER PROMPTS   !    

season 01   —   part 02.   trigger warning for murder.

❛  i’m not the only one who enjoys isolation.  ❜

❛  that must be what love looks like.  ❜

❛  the inability to feel has its advantages… sometimes.  ❜

❛  somehow it’s reassuring to know i’m not the only one pretending to be normal.  ❜

❛  a lot of memories are buried down there.  ❜

❛  life is so fleeting, so fragile, every breath the potential to be our last.  ❜

❛  my neat little world of lies is crumbling all around me, and i can’t tell a soul.  ❜

❛  i’ve never felt a moment of remorse, doubt, regret.  ❜

❛  i realise now my days are numbered. i better make the most of them.  ❜

❛  relationships change, evolve, and this one’s getting deep.  ❜

❛  the storm’s on its way.  ❜

❛  the only sound i hear, the only sound in the entire world, is my heart beating.  ❜

❛  some say bravery is being the only one who knows you’re afraid.  ❜

❛  the feeding frenzy won’t start ‘til you throw out the chum.  ❜

❛  i told you. i warned you. don’t kill anyone who doesn’t deserve to die.  ❜

❛  i’m empty… but i found a way to make it feel less bottomless.  ❜

❛  i don’t fuck and tell.  ❜

❛  i didn’t mean to get all alpha male on you.  ❜

❛  the real king is still out there, and he’ll kill again. it’s just a matter of time.  ❜

❛  this is about survival. nothing else. got it?  ❜

❛  is that how you feel? like you’re hiding a dark secret?  ❜

❛  accept that certain things are out of your hands. let go.  ❜

❛  i like my new life. and i finally feel like i’m in control.  ❜

[michaelspn]

Shitty edit from Percy Jackson but I saw my boy with the lightning and I couldn’t not see Michael with his flaming sword.

Also I gave him pretty wings u w u

[michaelspn]

akdhlshdoshs I LOVE YOUR BACKGROUND!!!! Michael as Jake Abel with wings and a fiery sword is so beautiful and satisfying.

Thank you so much!! I edited the image myself from a Percy Jackson screenshot here! ♥

[michaelspn]

heartlanded​:

       “ what do you … no, yes, of course i can hear them. but they’re not — ah, you’re joking. ”    it always takes a moment for the jokes to register, & then it feels a little bit too late, too awkward, to laugh. alright, well, he appreciated the gesture, in any case.   “ do you like animals? ”

A big smile spreads on Adam’s lips, and for a moment you could actually notice his body was 19 years old still, ignore the millenia behind his face, the heavy burden he carried since the cage. Just a boy, laughing at a joke he made.

“Sorry about that. And yes, of course. I love animals very much. You?”

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heartlanded​:

     “ … right. ”  he clicks his tongue, awkwardly. it’d been … something of a peace offer, or so he’d hoped. extending an olive branch, as humans liked to say. he’s not entirely surprised it doesn’t go over as well as he’d hoped.  “ see, it’s less about the beverage and more about the … well, for humans, it’s just kind of an opportunity to sit down & talk” have some sort of social exchange. ”  picking up little habits & customs, yet again.  “ but of course, it’s not necessary for beings like you & me. ”

Ok, maybe he had come off far more rude than he intended....... Or exactly the amount intended, but now Michael felt bad for the awkwardness he was putting Castiel through.

“You could have just said ‘why don’t we sit down and talk?’ instead.” He half shrugged and tried not to seem too bitchy as he did. “But fine. I guess having coffee won’t kill me.”

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we’re free, adam. we made it.

i was thinking about what those first moments out of the cage for the first time in 1200+ years must have felt like

the warmth of the sun on his back and the expanse of heaven above them but all michael cares about is that adam is safe and still with him

[michaelspn]

i do love how that scene w cas and michael is in every “cas being a badass” “cas being sassy” compilation despite the fact that .02 seconds later the man is thrown over a table and choked

[michaelspn]

“Why do people shush animals? They’ve never spoken.”

“You can’t hear them?” Now he’s just messing with him. But Adam was far more playful with his jokes and teasing than Michael. Michael’s jokes sounded like mockery, Adam was more like dumbfoolery, a way to lighten their interactions with the other angel.

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“I just wanna sit here and feed my birds.“

“Can I sit with you?” You could tell by the softness in his eyes, the warmth in the usually cold blue, that this was Adam speaking, as he made his way towards Castiel standing on his porch.

“Promise I won’t disturb.”

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“ i was wondering if you’d like to have coffee?”

“... We don’t drink beverages, Castiel.” Although his voice was stern, Michael’s words were more stubborn than truthful. Of course they could drink beverages, he had learned to pick up taste of some thanks to Adam and his love for any type of food or drink...

But still, there was this prideful little gobling inside him that wanted to be bitter towards the other celestial. Adam thought the words ‘brat’ in their mindspace, and Michael’s true form was full on fluster on the inside. Not that he’d let Castiel notice that. Nope.

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[michaelspn]

Everyone: Michael went crazy in the Cage.

In the Cage:

[michaelspn]

Pester my muse about the relationships that you've seen them have with other muses.