Believe me it’s not a bother, I actually have the next chapter typed for In the Line of Duty, however due to school I haven’t had time to look it over and check for plot holes, so I figure I’ll be posting it in 2-3 weeks just in time for my Spring Break to really work on Park Avenue.
• when or if I started shipping it.
• my thoughts:
• What makes me happy about them:
• What makes me sad about them:
• things done in art/fic that annoys me:
• things I look for in art/fic:
• Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other:
• My happily ever after for them:
• what is their favorite non-sexual activity?
I really hope I’m not the only fanfiction writer who comes up with what is supposed to be a nice simple fluffy/smutty 1000-2000 word one-shot, but somehow morphs into this 15,000 word fic full of angst and just general emotional trauma, because that is what has just happened to the one-shot I had planned and was working on.
It’s like sweet baby Cthulhu, I didn’t start writing after midnight so there is no reason for it to go from fluffy one-shot to angst riddled gremlin of a fic.
Being a fan of Supernatural is so frustrating because you can’t outwardly show you’re a fan because people are like “why is there a pentagram on your shirt do you worship satan”
walking around talking about it is rough too..
"The King of Hell is awesome."
"Angels are dicks."
"God is a deadbeat dad"
"Do you ever miss the Apocalypse?"
"I kind of miss Satan"
"We all miss Satan"
“Challenge accepted!” —SPN fandom.
omg this is still going
IT’S A RULE TO REBLOG EVERY TIME IT SHOWS UP ON YOUR DASH.
Third time reblogging it today, and I regret nothing
Broke 5 Million!
WE HAVE TO KEEP GOING
it still ain’t broken what the hell tumblr
Three simple words falling from Castiel’s lips are all it takes to break him down, to pull the very essence of his being to the surface and leave him raw, and fuck, if that isn’t terrifying, Dean doesn’t know what is.
Full fic to be posted 2/25
I can’t pick a favorite ship, I’d drive myself crazy trying to, but there is a type of ship I sail. Which is a typically an emotionally constipated, self-sacrificing idiot/genius/jerk with low-self esteem paired with someone who looks past all of that, loves them for them, and is possibly the only person able to tolerate the jackass behavior.
If there is one thing that bothers me when it comes to shipping, other than the shipping wars that are normally caused by one person being an ass through tagging, it’s the shipping of actors over characters. Like, I love Destiel, but I don’t ship Misha and Jensen, I ship the fictional characters Castiel and Dean. I also love Johnlock but cringe at the idea of shipping Benedict with Martin. Same with Stony, I love me some Steve and Tony, but RDJ and Chris? No, I’ll pass.
This is my first Supernatural fic and I’m still getting feel for the characters. I’m also just now into season four although I have caught a few episodes from later seasons. So this can take place anytime after season 4, there isn’t a set timeline other than that, it can also be found here at Ao3!
Pairing(s): Castiel/Dean Winchester (Destiel)
Characters: Castiel, Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester
Additional Tags: Pre-Relationship, One-Shot
Summary: And all the weight of all the world is right between your shoulders, but what about all the weight of your world?
Dean can’t sleep and when Dean can’t sleep, his mind wanders and when his mind wanders, he becomes aware of the weight between his shoulders. The weight he has felt since his dad first told him to keep Sam safe, the weight that he is so sure will break his back one day.
Lucky for Dean, there’s an angel watching over him and that angel finds Dean’s lack of confidence and faith irritating. Maybe Dean will see that it’s not all the weight of all the world between his shoulders, just all the weight of his world.