Satan's Little Ace

Family Feud ~ Luci’s real thoughts on the matter 😈

In the devastation and ruin of Hell Sam stands before Crowley’s ill-gained throne. Feeling the eyes of the demons on him, that same rush like something golden and forbidden spooling forth from a tight and long-ignored place in his chest. His mouth dry with longing as their blood rushes, iron-sulfur scented, echoing chamber-like in his ears. Powerful as the ocean and twice as compelling.

Crowley is eyeing him with a sort of challenging amusement. Insomuch as they both know Sam cannot physically harm him they are both also aware of why Sam is here, and of the lengths he will go in the absence of Dean. Sam’s boundaries are stretched wide as a chasm when he’s without his brother.

“I don’t suppose there’s any way I can talk you into leaving,” Crowley says. Sam shakes his head. The smile on his lips feels tight and cold and pressed nearly bloodless at the corners. When he straightens up something dark and electric settles at the base of his spine and from the corner of his eye he sees one demon shiver like it’s cold.

“You’ve kept him here,” Sam says, and his voice is very quiet and almost calm but the rage, the rage holds his fists tight, bitten-down nails pressing rough into his palms. “For over a year, Crowley. Like a goddamn animal.”

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SN12.12 Crowley your heart is showing

I think a fundamental part of online friendships that people ‘outside’ fail to understand is how comforting it is to have friends right there in your pocket who will keep you company in good times and bad, listen to your rants, let you vent, be supportive whilst offering outsider perspective…

Keep being amazing, pocket friends. You couldn’t possibly imagine how important you are.

I love my pocket friends

@ashiewesker @mrsgabrieltrickster @tardisdementor

@lacqueluster @icecream-and-gadreel @satanslittleace I love you guys so much ty for dealing with me

@mrsgabrieltrickster Please excuse me while I laugh hysterically at the mental image of a pocket sized bro riding around with me. <3

Dude come on that would be AWESOME!!! I’d be the angel on your shoulder you’d be the devil on mine ^__^

I’m not entirely sure who would be the bad influence though. XD

I think a fundamental part of online friendships that people ‘outside’ fail to understand is how comforting it is to have friends right there in your pocket who will keep you company in good times and bad, listen to your rants, let you vent, be supportive whilst offering outsider perspective…

Keep being amazing, pocket friends. You couldn’t possibly imagine how important you are.

I love my pocket friends

@ashiewesker @mrsgabrieltrickster @tardisdementor

@lacqueluster @icecream-and-gadreel @satanslittleace I love you guys so much ty for dealing with me

@mrsgabrieltrickster Please excuse me while I laugh hysterically at the mental image of a pocket sized bro riding around with me. <3

Congratulations to Supernatural for its 5th People’s Choice Awards Win for  Favorite Sci-Fi/Fantasy TV Show! [x]

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I wouldn’t mind

the spn family…. We’re sooo just not normal…

You got a point, it’s the price we pay for the insanely good looking cast

Alright which one of y'all did this

😂 not me but wish I thought of that

I’m gonna say @iammattcohen4real did this.

PSA: Image is of a twitter thread warning about a website called familytreenow.com This site has an optout link at http://familytreenow.com that I recommend using. The site provides past addresses, previous/birth/deadnames and *EVEN* former roommates, etc, under “possible associates”

I STRONGLY recommend hitting the optout on this thing.

They had all of the addresses I’d lived at from 2000 until 2005, and the names of the people I’d lived with (and the names of some of their relatives) when I searched for myself - even though I haven’t lived in the US for 12 years. PLEASE check to make sure you aren’t on this.

This site had me listed several times and all of my previous addresses, as well as names of family members and their addresses.

GO AND OPT OUT.

Horrifying. Very easy opt out process thank goodness. If you’re having trouble finding the opt out option, scroll to the bottom and click the privacy link. You’ll need to scroll down a little to the “opt out” section of the privacy agreement thingy, and there’ll be a link saying go here to opt out. Then just go right on through. Anyway, didn’t have everyone in my past, nor all my previous addresses. And did not seem to include my 5 year old’s info thank goodness. But still creepy.

So this is a thing. My records were on it and I haven’t even lived in the US for that long. I can’t even begin to imagine how much info they might have on others.

Go do the thing, seriously.

Those “if someone from your favorite show found your blog how would they react” posts are so hard for the Supernatural fandom because it’s like 

Kim Rhodes finds a smut account? She would high five you and look under the Briana tag. 

Jensen Ackles finds a Destiel account? This is awkward….

Jared Padalecki finds a Sabriel account? “Haha, no way! Oh my god, Rich, have you seen this?” 

Rob Benedict finds a Richard Speight Jr account? He runs it.  

Matt Cohen finds a Dean Winchester fanfic account? “No way. His lips are way better than that.”

Misha Collins finds literally any account? He loves it. Supports it 100%. Could be gayer, though. 

Richard Speight Jr finds a Crowley account? He literally just starts imitating Mark’s voice.

Like there are so many different outcomes 

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No but guys read the text too (if someone has that entire thing please, please send it my way!). 

“I don’t want to die, I just don’t want to exist any more” sounds mild if you’ve never experienced it, but it is in fact a horrible, violent way to feel.

I was going to put this in the tags, but no.

I’ve felt like this pretty much 24/7 since I was 15. Possibly earlier than that. I’m 31 now. It’s just a quiet “If a truck came flying around the corner, ran me over and instantly killed me while I’m getting the mail I’d be okay with that.” it’s having no idea how to answer “Where do you see yourself in five years?” at a job interview cause having to imagine being alive and doing things five years from now is absolutely terrifying. It’s not actively looking for a way to die but noting what bridges are high enough to get the job done and which ones are low enough to have a chance of leaving you alive but injured.

Don’t own this. Don’t say “This is me.” Don’t tag it with “my thoughts.” This is depression. It’s a disease and needs to be treated. if you claim this as a part of yourself you give it power. You wouldn’t own a cancer tumor and treat it as belonged. You’d get it treated before it killed you. Depression is no different.

 Happy, healthy people don’t wish for oblivion.