Reblog If You’re Okay With People Writing Fanfics Of Your Fanfics And/or Fanfics Inspired By Your Fanfics

Sam is organising some of their archived items one day, and tries on the Holy Fire glasses just as Castiel walks into the room. He tries not to freak out because now he can see that Cas is surrounded by floating, glowing eyes.

Sam takes the glasses off. Normal regular Cas.

Puts them back on. Eyes everywhere.

Cas looks over and sees Sam's strange expression, not knowing the glasses he's wearing have been treated with Holy Fire, and asks if he's okay.

Sam fumbles his way through a "Yeah- I'm uh- I'm fine."

While they're talking Sam notices that actually, only a handful of the eyes floating around Cas are open, looking at him, while the rest are closed.

But then Dean walks into the room.

Instantly all of Cas's glowing eyes snap open and follow his movement through the room. "Hey Sam, hey Cas," Dean greets, unaware of the eyes watching him.

"Hello, Dean," Cas replies, all the eyes squinting closed like a happy cat.

Sam watches with interest. "Cas?" he says.

Cas's physical body turns to him, but only a few of the eyes leave Dean. "Yes, Sam?"

"Nothing."

The eyes all return to Dean before Cas even finishes saying, "If you're sure."

..........Sam is unsurprised.

slamming my head against a wall again and again and again and again

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I’m going to start posting my Sherlock doodles here since TikTok doesn’t take much of an interest in them. Write me if there is a prompt you wanna see!

Jason probably thought that going to an all-boys school after him and Piper broke up was be a good idea so he could keep his mind of dating and then saw one(1) cute boy and was like "shit😕"

when character a is barely conscious and being princess carried by character b and when b goes to put them down a whimpers and fists their hand into the fabric of their shirt and b goes shhh shh shh and takes their hand in theirs while gently cradling their head oughhhhhh oughhhhh………….

Artist: @gentleeeeeeecat (X)

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Trans Inclusive Radical Misogyny

I've always wondered why I and so many others crave to see our favourite characters bloodied and beaten to near death, choking on vomit, collapsing to the floor in what may seem like senseless torture but may actually be some sort of coping mechanism, and I have thought of a few reasons.

You crave the vulnerability that comes with physical and/or mental trauma.

It's not the whump itself, but rather the comfort that comes after it. Fainting and waking up to worried faces, wet cloths and hushed whispers of a family that you yourself will never experience so you project it onto a fictional character. You just want to be seen and taken care of.

You're suffering from a physical/ mental illness and want some form of comfort or solidarity.

If you write, you revel in the control you have over another where you have no control in reality.

If you write, you're expressing your own inner pain through writing.

You want to feel something.

You're just horny in the sex-repulsed way and whump is your smut (?? What does this even mean)

You're just horny.

the fanfiction in my head is soooo good wish you guys could see this

... Cas will smooch you into submission 😘

(This is a remake of an old comic of mine that I've been wanting to modify for a while to include some sibling payback ;D )

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