Guys, please tag your Supernatural spoilers for those who weren’t able to see the episode. It only takes a second and I’m sure they’d appreciate it.
lol im such a piece of shit im like
lol im back
then im like
LOL GAME OF THRONES
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Cosplaying castile in school tomorrow
I have a dean and a sam
watch us FLYYY
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AND NOT FRIENDS
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i have had this character for seven years now and I finally got a fuckign blog for her
GO PLAY WITH HER
I'm setting up a dc blog because I've had it with my DC muses constantly demanding my attention and my inability to give it to them because of tumblr
Angels were sold as pets or slaves, they weren't human so nobody thought twice. well except for Bel, he saw them as more. Bel was walking through a slave market when he saw the archangel. he raised his hand "I'll take the archangel." He said
Raziel held himself with pride, despite what he was considered to be. He was an archangel- he was no pet, despite what others may think. He would never fill the role of a blasted pet… He frowned when he heard someone make a claim upon him… but the specially crafted cuffs around his wrists prevented him from making a move against the notion…
He knew better than to open his mouth. He held many marks from whippings from failed auctions and sales and his rebellious and prideful nature…He had a glint of stubbornness in his eye, but stepped foreword when he was poked and prodded at by the man selling him.
He murmured something, but nothing that could be comprehended unless one was listening extra carefully…. It earned him an unpleasant slap, but he held himself high despite the stinging sensation that lingered…
He supposed he should have expected being sold off sooner or later.
Archangels were rare enough, and if someone had the funds to do so it was likely they would spend them.
He kept from making a statement, keeping from any snide or snarky remarks. His stony silence was seeping loathing of all who were around him… he didn’t ask for this life, but it was his. His former master had offered him many secrets and much information… All of which he had refrained from sharing with anyone else upon his passing…
Raziel cocked an eyebrow upon his words. Very few gave him the courtesy of considering him more than a collectable item… he knew that the other archangels were free somewhere. He had been foolish enough to be caught by some trap…
" Ah. I see… " he said upon witnessing Bel snapping the sweet to reality…” You’re not one of us… but it seems you may have a bit of us in you?” he spoke, though it was more of a question than a comment
He had used ’us’ referring to the entire race of angels in general. Though he couldn’t search with his own grace to find any that the one before him held, it was the only explanation… Demons were held in the same regaurds as angels. Posesssions… And he doubted anything with demon blood would want an angel in the house.
Bel gave looked slightly sad at the angel’s words. “I’m a nephil.” he said and gave a shutter, “But I can and do pass for a human… until i slip up.” Bel said and said back down.
it was one of his best guarded secrets and Bel had just accidentally revealed it to this angel.
A Nephil...? there were so few of them out there, and the few that were there were below angels. A taboo of the highest order...."Your secret's safe with me. It's what i do... I was supposed to keep the secrets of the other angels before this happened." he said, referring to the bindings on his wings..
I've had a shitty day and yet only reason I'm able to post this at the moment is be because im on a shitty fucking phone and i owe things and I'm a fucking disgrace and someone please hold me
Andrew Scott (via waldo221b)
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For me liking anime was an ugly metamorphosis into a sad fart that denies she existed from ages 10-14… and maybe 151/2
… welp
whispers desperately to myself “I am an adult”
And the cycle begins anew.
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"N-no... anything b-but that... p-please..."
The mark of cain had changed him. It had taken the loveable and playful prankster and twisted him into something… Dark. Something worse… Something that he couldn’t help. Something he may even claim to enjoy… So now, with bel pressed against the wall and his knife at his throat, his eyes flashed a sinister black…
" Give me one reason why I shouldn’t. " he growled, the usual glint in his bright eyes absent as the words spilled from his lips.
{FRanD. I FKCIN MISSED YOU }
(Hugs my potato frond)
Bel could feel his heart beating in his chest as he looked into his brothers cold eyes, “Because we’re brothers, brothers don’t kill each other.” He said as the knife cut him a little.
{UR BLOG IS SO PURTY NOWWW}
"Half brothers. Brothers from different times, brothers that might not have even known one another had it not been for the blessing I’ve been given…” He said. He felt… Free. that was the best way he could put it. It was such a relief not to be plagues by the constant thoughts of regret and grief… Alex had been hiding from him for ages, but he was trying to cut off all ties to his old life…In a literal sense
(I know I’m so proud.) Bel shook. “Thad please, I don’t want to die. This isn’t you it’s the mark talking.” He said giving him a pleading look.
{/pets\ you should be. That shit is hella hard }
"What if the mark just takes away all the regrets? What if I want to kill and cut away all the people that used to hold me down? I mean, Alexandria would have been dead by now if she hadn't holed up somewhere... you made things easier by coming to my front door..." He chuckled, though he brought the knife down. he was confident, he kept bel at the wall but without the knife," Any last words, or would you rather I make this snappy?" he questioned, cocking an eyebrow.
"N-no... anything b-but that... p-please..."
The mark of cain had changed him. It had taken the loveable and playful prankster and twisted him into something… Dark. Something worse… Something that he couldn’t help. Something he may even claim to enjoy… So now, with bel pressed against the wall and his knife at his throat, his eyes flashed a sinister black…
" Give me one reason why I shouldn’t. " he growled, the usual glint in his bright eyes absent as the words spilled from his lips.
{FRanD. I FKCIN MISSED YOU }
(Hugs my potato frond)
Bel could feel his heart beating in his chest as he looked into his brothers cold eyes, “Because we’re brothers, brothers don’t kill each other.” He said as the knife cut him a little.
{UR BLOG IS SO PURTY NOWWW}
"Half brothers. Brothers from different times, brothers that might not have even known one another had it not been for the blessing I've been given..." He said. He felt... Free. that was the best way he could put it. It was such a relief not to be plagues by the constant thoughts of regret and grief... Alex had been hiding from him for ages, but he was trying to cut off all ties to his old life...In a literal sense