#I just love this idea

[babygirlwolverine]

cas had texted and said he’d be back at the bunker that night, and dean had stayed up until almost 3am waiting for the angel. when cas hadn’t walked through the bunker door, dean had to drag himself to bed before he passed out on the war table.

he didn’t sleep for long though, waking up just after 6am to check his phone. no messages from cas. was it too soon to start worrying?

making his way to the kitchen for a very strong cup of black coffee, dean shuffled past the bag in hallway while he rubbed blearily at his eyes. it took several long seconds before dean realized he’d almost tripped over cas’ overnight bag and he quickly backtracked and made a beeline for cas’ room.

the room was empty, no sign of cas’ current trenchcoat or of the angel anywhere.

frowning, dean wandered the hallways, searching for any signs of cas. but there was nothing. the bunker was quiet. empty. not even sam was awake yet.

convincing himself that the overnight bag had always been there and he’d just forgotten because he was tired, dean trudged back towards the kitchen by cutting through the library.

and he froze, mid-step.

slumped, lying curled up between two of the chairs at the table, was a sleeping angel using his trenchcoat as a pillow against the hard wooden seats.

a sleeping angel who was bundled up under dean’s old hoodie; the clothing item which usually held a permanent place in the backseat of the impala. the same hoodie that had gone missing a week ago.

dean’s heart stuttered in his chest.

his feet carried him gently across the library and he found himself reaching out and brushing a lock of hair off of cas’ forehead. the hood of the jacket was tucked up under cas’ chin, almost as if the angel had been burying his face in the cotton material, but the rest of it was slipping off and threatening to fall onto the floor.

breath catching in his throat, dean softly readjusted the hoodie and wrapped it around cas’ shoulders. cas let out a content sigh in his sleep, and dean suddenly felt weak in the knees.

cas had taken dean’s jacket with him when he’d left the bunker last week. and now, cas was using his hoodie as a blanket. a concept that years ago dean would’ve sworn up and down that cas would never understand because angels didn’t have feelings. yet, here cas was, carrying around dean’s old clothes, wearing his heart on dean’s worn sleeves.

smiling to himself, dean quietly made his way back to the kitchen to make honey tea for cas and a pot of coffee. he was going to need the caffeine courage to show cas that this was mutual.

as the coffee brewed and the tea steeped, dean snuck back into cas’ room and collected the one thing he was missing. wrapping one of cas’ old trenchcoats around his shoulders, dean was finally ready to put his own heart onto cas’ sleeve.

[barklikeagod]

rewatch number 21 going strong with me realizing how similar the look/patterns on the inside of randy's blanket are in comparison to the decorations he put on his crocodile.

i was staring so hard at his blanket trying to figure out if there was a possibility of it being a quilt he could've made himself but it doesn't look like it. still, though... let's all just sit in this space for a second and think about randy who's into arts-and-crafts as an outlet for his individuality.

[dramaticallycryingblood]

There’s this idea that’s been plaguing me for a while of the ineffable wives in the 90s but like Aziraphale is in a Riot Grrrl band.

She plays the bass or the drums, she hosts meetings in her bookshop, and she helps distributing the zines, but she doesn’t want to participate in writing them, insisting that she was a man most of her life so it really wasn’t her place.

And the girls are so happy cause there’s this sweet old trans lady who shreds on the bass/drums and who supports their cause, even if she can be a bit oblivious about it, and they’re over the bloody moon when they meet her goth wife.

And Crowley is admittedly a bit confused when she visits Aziraphale and instead finds a bunch of excited university students scrapbooking all over the place, but quickly gets over it once she sees how excited Aziraphale is about it. And if a few suggestions for provocative texts were made here and there, well, a demon is entitled to a little dose of chaos every once in awhile ;)

[musclesandhammering]

Jotun Loki Headcanon Time!

*I’ve seen this touched on in several fics, but never fully written out.

I think the reason jotuns are able to survive in freezing climates is that they’ve evolved to leech heat from the atmosphere around them. So, they’re essentially like big cold sponges just sucking up warmth wherever they go and using it to warm their core organs.

This is why they’re so sensitive to hot temperatures and are very susceptible to overheating. It is a very efficient biological system, though, because most jotuns almost never leave their ice planet, and when they do, it’s only very briefly. Loki, on the other hand, is a special case. He was raised in a very warm realm, and when he was young I think this probably caused him a TON of problems. Like constant heat strokes, his parents having to cast temporary spells to keep him cool, etc etc.

But gradually, as he started to grow from a toddler to a child, those problems stopped. This is because, as he began to be able to control his magic, his body subconsciously started to adapt to the climate it was in by beginning to convert that thermal energy into magical energy. This just served to make his powers stronger.

Now, Loki obviously softened on his frost giant heritage somewhere between the end of Thor 1 and Ragnarok. After he knew he was jotun and had time to sit and think about it, he would’ve realised about this whole heat/magic conversion situation. And I think that is what broke him out of his cycle of internalised racism.

Figuring out that his jotun-ness- this thing he’d hated and demonised and was ashamed of- was actually a big reason why his magic- the thing he loved most about himself- was so strong in the first place, was the catalyst for him coming to accept his heritage and realise that maybe the Asgardian prejudice against frost giants was incorrect.

[elipheleh]

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I currently am in love with Lonelysultavatars design for Martin, and, seeing how they do his eyes, I had an idea.

I have an au where the Fears can take physical looking forms, seen in their domains and visible to their avatars. In this au, The Lonely (and their avatars) have terrible eyesight, leading to them being almost blind.

Let's pull back, for a moment. Elias is with Peter, and Peter mentions how much The Lonely observes and knows. And Elias becomes curious, gently prodding, getting Peter to share more and more about The Lonely. (In this au) The Lonely is closely tied to humanity, more so than the other fears. This means it hears and observes a lot. And Elias gets the brilliant idea to hurt The Lonely, to make sure it won't interfere. After all, being so close to humans, it might try to step in to save its precious avatars, and we wouldn't want that, now would we.

I have this visual in my head of The Lonely, out for a stroll in the rainy evening, only to stop. They start to shake, looking up at the sky in terror, their 'hand' raising to their 'face'. Their eyes.....why are they.....why can't they see!? And their first thought is Oh Vast, is Peter okay!?

They feel every ounce of unfathomable pain as Peter lets Elias into The Lonely, its true domain, and they scream as he brutally rips it apart, tearing out their 'eyes'.

[narcissus-in-vain]

consider, for pride month: a bi ron weasely

fuck jkr i say make everyone queer

(i mean, its not as though harry would notice it.)

it might barely be noticed by ron himself, as more of a tingling in the back of his mind in his first two years of hogwarts, something he doesn't need to think about, and he has far more important things to do, anyway.

ron in his third year, wondering vaguely why he and Hermione bicker so much, yet she still fixes her hair when she sees him, and he feels this swooping in his stomach whenever she calls him (with a faint twinge of fondness) ronald.

ron in his third year, alone in their dorm with seamus finnigan, and the subject turns to kissing, and someway somehow seamus finnigan is his first kiss. its not good by any stretch of the imagination, and both agree to never discuss it again. still, for months after it happens, ron can't help but look at his lips when he speaks.

ron in the summer, obsessed with krum, and when his family tease him for being such a big fan, he can't help but feel that they're right.

ron in a fight with harry, somehow both hating his best friend and shitting bricks for him and merlin he's glad hermione's still stuck by him. ron seeing all of krum's fangirls and knowing if things had been slightly different, he would've been one of them in a heartbeat.

ron looking at krum and hermione dance at the yule ball, and wondering why both of them are somehow the brightest in the room.

ron in the summer of his fourth year, and shit things are looking bad for the war, what with you-know-who being back and all, but he can't help but feel happy that he and hermione get a little alone time - and something definitely shifts.

ron being obsessed with kingsley's earring. and face.

ron being jealous of hermione still writing to krum, and yet wondering wether he could write to him too, call him victor just as she does.

ron in his sixth year, having not kissed anyone since seamus, and he's grown up now! he gives it a go with lavender, despite her never wanting to actually talk with him, always glancing over at parvati, as if she would care.

(ron feeling lonely for the first time in his hogwarts career)

and when he and lavender finally break up, he finds he's much happier with his friends, anyway.

besides, he's pretty sure he's found who he wants.

that doesn't stop him from ogling various seventh years, and being angry for all the wrong reasons that ginny's dating dean thomas.

(despite his complaining, he's more relieved than angry at ginny and harry's relationship. he would hate it if he and ginny had the same type in men.)

seventh year ron, and he's a man now, and he's deep in the war effort, and he's scared and he's tired, but he's not running again. he knows he's gone for hermione, he knows hermione will probably never forgive him, but that won't stop him from at least trying.

bi ron weasely, and yes he's in a straight passing relationship, but that doesn't stop him from watching trashy muggle tv shows with hermione and playing smash or pass with the hot guys.

bi ron weasely, and he makes sure his kids know its normal to feel like this.

bi ron weasley. cmon.

[iryomito]

Okay so like a soulmate AU where Bardon is a policeman and Freddy is a criminal and they meet and then fight each other to death, literally, coz as soulmates they feel each other's pains so they are basically beating the shit out of themselves.

And then they will have a deal, let's not beat each other coz I need myself, but it only lasts one minute coz Freddy is about to choke someone to death in front of Bardon that goes FUCK IT IMMA DIE!

[madou-dilou]

His stern facial expression, his chin up, his posture of standing as straight as a broom with his hands in the back, his outfit...

... plus everything that was established in the previous seasons, brothers and closest advisors to a king whom they try to die for, low self-esteem, an obsession with magic...

Like, tell us now if the reason why Lissa left was that Viren cheated on her with Sarai.

I know it's just because they are narrative foils, but follow me for more dumb theories.

[enigmatist17]

Jackal (#8 MKtober)

Where...how....but just...WHAT?!

Is it going to eat us? 'Cause those blokes have some wide jaws.

"It hasn't yet," Jake replied smugly, lying back on the bed with a whistle. "Here boy." There was a snarl before something landed beside Jake, who just reached over without a flinch. A jackal, a bloody jackal, lets out what would be similar to a dog's croon as Jake scratches behind one of its ears, and leans into his touch. It would be almost comical if Steven hadn't nearly died to one before, and Marc was just astonished as he was terrified as the thing just...lapped up Jake's attention.

You do know we can't house that thing here, right?

"Khonshu said I could summon her when I want."

I'm sorry her?

"Si, her. I call her Marcine." Jake smirked, and Steven begins to howl with laughter somewhere in their shared mind.

I'm going to kill Layla for giving you that idea.

"No you won't."

Marc sighed, watching the jackal just wriggle around on the bed as Jake happily entertained her.

Goddammit

[mountainshroom]

If she has no fans call the ambulance cause I am dead

[yeepof]

Local PHD student at wizard school HARRASSED!! FOR SHAME!!

[sully-s]

Listen, if I had the time I would just make Justice Leauge the mockumentary, lol.

[notherpuppet]

First Meeting

[crowkip]

yeehaw, baby!

[t00thpasteface]

i am unironically obsessed with adam west batman not only trying to be a good dad to robin, but actually succeeding. also love robin's insane energy levels and his ability to go from seething bloodlust to manic glee in record time. i think any superman worth his S would fit right into the family ^_^