Emily

Follower of Many Fandoms and Sold My Soul To The Devils Known As Mark Pellegrino and Tom Hiddleston. I Am a Canadian and Ship many of the things.

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my reblog button fucked up and i almost had a heart attack

I did it in the first try.

OH YEAH

OH MY GOD.

MY COMPUTER BROWSER FROZE AND I DIDN’T REALIZE IT. I COULDN’T BREATHE.

JESUS.

But the lack of notes truly worries me

Bam.

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My mouse accidently slid off of the button and I was like, “dkfsafsa”

(via sanitywasneveranoption)

supernaturalavenger asked: Jonikiah. Jedikiah helps get John his powers back but John loses his memory so Jed tries to get it back by taking John everywhere he used to and doing the better things over with him again

sanitywasneveranoption:

Any happiness Jedikiah feels when he realizes that his idea for power transfer worked is quickly dashed when he catches sight of John’s eyes.

The normally story blue eyes full of life now look vacant.

"Do I know you?"

Jed swears his heart breaks in that moment.

"You don’t..you don’t remember me," he asks softly trying to keep his voice steady.

Brows furrowing in confusion John shakes his head. “Should I?”

He tries not to break down, he figures this is what he deserves for his treatment of the boy before their split. Still, karma is a bitch and Jed doesn’t intend to take this lying down.

Any plans for a superhuman army go out the window. John comes first, used to be a time that was a no brainer, but somewhere along the line Jed got caught up playing double agent and he let his priorities slip. He intends to fix that now, do better than in time past.

That’s how it starts, the trips along memory lane trying to find something, anything, to trigger John’s memory.

Only this time Jed isn’t tethered to Ultra, not like before. No, this time he isn’t bound to treat John simply like a soldier.

This time around he makes sure to do the things he used to, back when John was a kid and things were far more simple. This time he shows compassion the way he always longed to when it came to John.

He takes him back out to the bar where he bought John his first drink. Takes him to the malt shop he brought him to after removing him from Foster care. He takes him to each and every restaurant and museum he had since the boy was 12.

And somewhere along the way it becomes less of a frantic search to jump start memories and more of a relaxing way to spend time with the boy.

He misses these moments. Back when they didn’t have to worry about the founder. When they actually had the time for normal activities.

It’s quite nice actually, almost like a fresh slate. He gets a chance to do everything over. To repay John for the hardship he condemned the boy to these past years.

He can do better, he wants to do better. John deserves it after all.

They’re out for ice cream when John gets this dazed out look on his face. One second he’s laughing at another of Jed’s cheesy jokes and the next second his mouth opens in an O of realization.

"John…are you alright?"

Blue eyes blink in confusion as he looks around before settling back on Jed, “how long? How long have I been gone,” he murmurs face looking ashen.

"Does it matter? You’re back now..you came back," he says softly.

Nodding slowly John reaches for Jedikiah’s hand, “yea, I’m back.”

fuckyeahlucifersupernatural:

Planting Seeds | fuckyeahlucifersupernatural | Sam/Lucifer Big Bang 2014 Artist: Defilerwyrm  | Beta: callmedesdinova

Sam Winchester gets a hard look behind the curtain when he finds himself killed, emerging from death into Hell. The story of true vessels, seals and Fate has been broken with Sam’s death, for if Sam remains dead, the Devil cannot walk the Earth. The Devil vows to plant seeds of life into the Winchester, Sam’s life suddenly structured to the springs spent on Earth to the winters spent in Hell. He discovers he has gifts beyond human comprehension, meant to be the sole heir of Hell, but Sam can’t help but yearn for his life outside of Hell…

Tags: Hades & Persephone Inspired, Canon Divergence, Some Southern Gothic Themes, Bloodplay/Blood Drinking, Gore/Freakishness/Body Horror, Boy!King Sam Winchester, Consensual Relationships, Violence
[ BOOK 1: PLANTING SEEDS ]

fuckyeahlucifersupernatural:

Planting Seeds | fuckyeahlucifersupernatural | Sam/Lucifer Big Bang 2014 
Artist: Defilerwyrm  Beta: callmedesdinova

Sam Winchester gets a hard look behind the curtain when he finds himself killed, emerging from death into Hell. The story of true vessels, seals and Fate has been broken with Sam’s death, for if Sam remains dead, the Devil cannot walk the Earth. The Devil vows to plant seeds of life into the Winchester, Sam’s life suddenly structured to the springs spent on Earth to the winters spent in Hell. He discovers he has gifts beyond human comprehension, meant to be the sole heir of Hell, but Sam can’t help but yearn for his life outside of Hell…

Tags: Hades & Persephone Inspired, Canon Divergence, Some Southern Gothic Themes, Bloodplay/Blood Drinking, Gore/Freakishness/Body Horror, Boy!King Sam Winchester, Consensual Relationships, Violence

[ BOOK 1: PLANTING SEEDS ]

supernaturalavenger asked: Jaidan where Bishop is the one who is blood drunk and calls up Aidan who can't pass up the opportunity to see his maker like this but it turns into an unexpected role reversal where Aidan has to care for and clean up Bishop's mess for once

sanitywasneveranoption:

"I hate you sometimes, you know?"

The words come out slurred, and an accent Aidan had long since forgotten slips through his phone.

"Bishop, are you drunk," he asks even though he knows the answer.

Bishop’s British roots only come out when he’s three sheets to the wind these days.

"No..yes…I don’t know."

Aidan wants to laugh. Bishop, usually so composed, sounds like a petulant child now. He can only imagine how his maker must look at the moment.

He imagines Bishop looks like quite the fool. No doubt his pristine Mr. Roger’s look is a thing of the past.

"You at Sapp & Sons?"

There’s a long pause and what sounds like a bottle falling before Bishop’s voice crackles back to life across the line.

"Yea, what do you care, never visit anyways."

Something in the way Bishop says that, the resignation, it tugs at Aidan and against his better judgment he reaches for the keys.

"Don’t do anything stupid."

Bishop’s laugh echoing over the line is enough to have Aidan speeding to his maker’s place.

He’s not quite sure what he’s going to find when he gets there, but somehow the image of Bishop looking so broken and dejected just doesn’t hold the charm he thought it would on the phone.

"Look who decided to come home," Bishop sounds happy but it doesn’t reach his eyes, it just seems off and Aidan has to look away.

"How much have you had to drink?"

Shrugging Bishop let’s his head tip back against the bed from where he’s sitting on the floor.

"Dunno, not nearly enough."

Aidan isn’t sure how to proceed, he’s never had to be the one to talk a drunken Bishop down before. He has however been on the receiving end of Bishop’s calm words so he tries that angle.

"Come on, let’s get you off the floor..it’s too cold there," he murmurs extending a hand to Bishop.

"She’d be 90 today you know," he murmurs foregoing Aidan’s hand to slowly push himself up.

And that’s when it hits Aidan, just what this is around him. This isn’t a binge of happiness. No, this is Bishop’s guilt driving him to drink. This is Bishop remembering the family that almost was.

Moving to sit Bishop down on the bed, Aidan takes a seat beside him.

"I didn’t know her well..but I’m sure she wouldn’t want you getting like this," he murmurs carefully.

Hiccuping Bishop nods, leaning against Aidan.

"I miss her so much," he says softly, fingers rolling a little black box.

Aidan feels sick, all he can do is nod in agreement.

"I was going to ask her you know..but I..things didn’t go as planned…"

Sighing Aidan nods. “Life doesn’t always turn out the way we want it to..” He trails off when he hears faint snoring from Bishop.

Moving to lower Bishop to the bed he works on easing off his shoes and covering him up, taking the black box to place on the dresser instead.

He intends to leave, Bishop is asleep now, and yet as he turns to go cold fingers wrap around his wrist.

"Stay…please?"

"Yea…yea I’ll stay the night," he nods forcing a smile.

Besides, what’s a few hours spent here, it’s the least he can do for him.

"Good..I don’t like it when you leave," Bishop murmurs, eyes slipping shut.

"Yea, me neither," Aidan murmurs moving to join Bishop, "me neither…"

((Oops, couldn’t help but add in some Jane/Bishop as well))

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Astrid and john … the only two reasons i am sad 4 canceling TTP