Ezekiel & Lucifer

Do so long I wanted to make my entry for and at the same time I wanted to get experimental with coloring style.

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The Spoilers for Destiel Shippers

Here is what I think...  Supernatural has had 8 amazing seasons and 3 of them didn't even have Castiel in them!  

I think that no matter what, if the spoilers are true or not, we're still going to have a good season.  They haven't disappointed us yet imo and I don't think they will.  

There is no point in worrying about what MAY happen in the season about destiel as we don't have anything confirmed about them.  If something happens that is displeasing, then we can have our fandom freak out, but until then I think we should just keep enjoying the anticipation for a wonderful new season of Supernatural!

.... Even if they're true, just imagine all the long distance pining Dean and Cas will have :)  We are shippers and we'll make the best of it!  

Just stay positive!

Again, just my opinion on the spoilers.

The Castiel Complex

So I found this while sifting through old stuff.  I apparently was plotting out a destiel fic around the beginning of season 7, just a short one shot.  I wrote it out in mostly just dialogue and some action captions and never really got around to actually writing it and turning it into an actual fic and I probably never will.  It's called "The Castiel Complex" so here ya go! :)

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::Sam and Dean are at a bar talking and sharing a drink when a busty asian beauty comes up and comes onto Dean::

BAB: So, what do you say?  Wanna get out of here?

Dean: ::smiles a bit and seems to contemplate it with the table in front of him::  ... Nah.  Not tonight, sweet cheeks.  ::he takes a swig of his beer::

BAB:  Okay, your loss.  ::she seems mildly put off and leaves the table::

Sam: ::watches the girl retreat and looks funny at Dean, eyebrows squinting::  ... What was that?

Dean:  What was what? ::looking straight ahead, in his own mind::

Sam: Are you okay? ::he leans forward towards Dean a little::

Dean:  Woah, little close there tiger.  Wait till we get home. ::he winks and takes another swig and leans back::

Sam: ::rolls his eyes::  Cute.  Seriously, man.  You okay?

Dean:  Seriously, Sam.  I'm fine. 

Sam:  Then tell me what that was about. ::he takes a sip of his own beer and looks over Dean's head at the BAB who is at another table now::

Dean:  It's nothing Sam.  Just not in the mood.  I'm friggin' exhausted if you can't tell.  We just ganked a nasty son of a bitch and not to mention we've got all the crazy Hexus-like spawn slipping around trying to gank us in return.  ::he looks a little firm::

Sam:  ::raises an eye brow::  Fern Gully?  Really?

Dean:  Shut up, Krista's hot.

Sam:  ::he huffs:: Dean, even if you were tired-that.  That right there?  ::he points at the BAB::  That is your dream girl.  And I, unfortunately, know that if you were really okay I'd be renting out a second room for myself right about now.  So now tell me.  Are you okay?

Dean: ::he pauses for a minute and stares at his bottle::  ...  I'm fine, Sam. 

Sam:  ::he gives him the pitiful puppy stare and then turns away  as they fall under silence, neither speaking nor drinking.  Suddenly Sam gets a look on his face as things have worked out in his head and he turns to Dean with an epiphany on his face::  Oh my, God.  He broke you.

Dean: ::he looks puzzled::  Come again?

Sam:  I mean...  I knew you were more upset about Cas'... death, than you were letting on.  But I didn't think it was this bad.  He broke you.

Dean:  ::he looks like Sam is batshit crazy::  In case you haven't noticed, I haven't brought out the Hershey's and popped in Dirty Dancing.  Sorry to disappoint you, princess.  He didn't friggin' break me. 

Sam:  ::he is about to start his long winded explanation that consists of he is right::  Look-I.  I didn't mean it like that.  But don't get me wrong ::he points at Dean::  I know you're being a big girl about this on the inside, Dean.  ::Dean shoots him a look and takes a drink::  But let's face it.  I know at first Cas wasn't exactly on our gold star chart in the beginning, but then...  You trusted him.  Hell, you probably trusted him more than Bobby, than-than, me!

Dean:  I trust you.  ::looks slightly offended::

Sam:  Come on, Dean.  I can barely go to the bathroom on my own before you start thinking I'm going to crack out the crazy and bolt.

Dean:  ::takes a sip of his beer and overts his eyes::

Sam:  ::he continues where he left off::  ...  So when Cas let slip that he was working with Crowley the whole time...  When he didn't listen to you to break it off... and then became a God so bad that we actually tried to enslave Death so that we could get rid of him?  ::he pauses to let it sink into Dean who just stares straight ahead, bottle poised to his lips, but not drinking.  Sam takes this as a sign to go on::  When you had so much faith in him as our friend- as our family- he betrayed your trust.  ::he lets his hands drop to the table and leans back as everything starts to make sense in his own head::  He broke you, Dean.  He broke you so bad you can't even trust your version of the perfect girl to give you a good time.

Dean: ::he sits there, still staring ahead while Sam hazards a pitiful glance at him from the corner of his eye::  ...Hey Sammy?

Sam: ::he shifts a bit in his seat, anticipating some big girly admission::

Dean:  ::he gives Sam a small smirk::  Can I trust you to shut up about it? ::he downs the rest of his beer and let's out an "aaah!" as he lets it sink down his throat, placing the bottle on the table and raising his hand to have someone drop off the tab::  Ready to head back, Jolly Green?

Sam: ::he gives a small smile and shakes his head and finishes his beer:: Yeah, sure.

  ::It's later that night and the boys are sleeping::

Dean: ::he's having a nightmare with Cas lying dead on the ground and he's torn between feeling relief that Godstiel is gone, but now Cas is dead too.  He shouldn't feel sad though, Cas betrayed him, but he can't help it.  Then Cas' wounds heal and he sits up alive and he can't hold back the surprise and happiness in his voice as he bends down to help him.  Cas responds in a very Cas like manner and he can almost feel himself feeling like this is going to be okay, they'll get past the whole betrayal thing when they get out of there.  Then suddenly it's Levia!Cas and Cas entering the lake and Cas' trench coat and he wakes up sweating.::

::He breaths heavy for a minute before looking over at Sam who's still asleep and calms down and flops back and stares at the ceiling.  He rolls to his side and squints his eyes shut, not crying, but looking damn close to it.  He opens his eyes and looks skyward like if he did he might see Cas there somewhere and he silently prays::

Cas...  'm so sorry...  You were being a gigantic child, but...  I should've found a way to stop you, before it got all out of hand.  Should've been able to protect you...   ::he is scolding himself now, but then his face turns sad::  Cas...  what am I supposed to do?  I need things to be right again...  "You friggin' bastard...!"  I can barely keep it together, man.  I don't know how I'm supposed to deal with this... Cas? 

::he looks up again and there is nothing but Sam's snores and he knits his brows one more time before rolling on his back and rubbing his eyes with a sigh.  He’s about to fall asleep when he hears the flutter of wings and he sits up and looks around.  He doesn't see anyone, doesn't feel danger.  He thinks it must just be is imagination and he hesitantly lays back down, reaching for his knife under the pillow and closes  his eyes as he feels just a bit better after admitting shit.  Sleep comes easy after that::

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Reblog if you’re bisexual, support bisexual people or are actually a bunch of tiny velociraptors in a human suit

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Can I power couple ship Amara/Dick Roman??  I don’t know why this sounds amazing to me?

hobbies uwu 

Man! That destiel stuff linda came out of no where but I feel like it's so perfectly heartbreaking?

Like Dean just lost the one person (again) who got him the most (besides Sam), who TRULY and so PURELY loved him. I feel like Dean has always known that Cas's feeling probably were a bit more romantic, but never brought it up or avoided the subject because then he would have to confront those feelings and actually talk with Cas which is something Dean is not good at. Guy couldn't say "love" for the longest time, no way was he going to have an actual conversation about it.

And I honestly don't feel like Dean can handle such raw and genuine affection and adoration being directed at him. He's a self loather and when his best friend starts confessing to him he knows immediately Cas wouldn't be saying this to him either unless there was nothing after and that is just so heartbreaking on so many levels for Cas, Dean, and fans. But Cas fucking smiles and finds the beauty and happiness of being able to tell Dean how he really feels and how he sees Dean as a person which kind of just drives that knife in further.

Like what do you do with that kind of information when you are not good with dealing with emotions or talking about them? You're in a high stakes scenario, you are blindsided by a beautiful declaration of love from your best friend that you weren't ready to hear, only to have that realization and it's consequences taken out of your hands because there is no proper amount of time to process and react beyond "Don't do this" before they're killed?

As much as I would have loved for this ship to be happier I am a sucker for sad/angsty relationships and this type of ending (gay or het). The only thing better/worse would be for Dean to have been ready to hear it, but never gotten to do anything about it anyways because Cas dies.

So there is like a lot of really fantastic spideypool fanfiction I’m soo happy.  I’ve been reading a lot and doodling what I like so here have a bit from one of mattfrack ’s works: Better Than Being Alone.  I could draw a few more from that scene.. I just love so much about it.  Wade is all talk but catch him off guard with an unexpected kiss and you’ve got a guaranteed nice moment of quiet… however brief it may be.