More Stuff On Their Future 

This hit so perfect for me since I grew up on Godzilla, my dad introduced it to me and it's something we watch all the time. My family jokes that he kind of looks like Godzilla too (big, grouchy looking stare, inhumanly strong). When I came out as ftm, this is almost exactly what he did for me! This video is gonna hold a special spot in my heart <3

this is so sweet 🥺🥺🥺

@asilverthorne

How everyone becomes a fujoshi

ok, cute outfits and all, but there is something we didnt see yet... are they gonna dance? (wink, wink, nudge)

Hehe of course 💚💙💚💙

And Dib find out that Zim is a great dancer ///UWU///💚💙💚💙

Just look how cute they are UWU

Zim took off his gloves cause he want to feel Dib’s hands UWU

People, Cas, Sam

Pardon any inaccuracies as I’m typing this right before bed.  

Spoilers for 10x19!! While I personally don’t think the order in which things were said is important: “... kill some people?  Kill Cas?  Kill Sam?” I do think that the fact that they were addressed as separate things was significant.  Obviously Dean’s subconscious was grabbing onto things he found important.  Saving people has always been a mission of his.  People are important to him.  Cas and Sam are important to him as well.   But why not just say “Kill Cas and Sam?”  

...  Because they’re not the same.  

They are all important to him, but all three things hold different places in his life.  People are his mission.  Sam is his beloved brother.  

Cas is not a brother to Dean as this line suggests.  If he was, he would have been included as “Cas and Sam” or vice versa, implying “my brothers.”  But he wasn’t.  He was separate.   So brother is out.  He can fall in one of two places.  

Best friend (which Bobby had declared him in season 7) or a romantic interest (which is inconclusive, but highly suggested).  

Either way, it’s nice to see that Cas is recognized as someone special in Dean’s life.  He’s different from Sam, different from other “people.”   :)  

I don't know why it took me so long to realize this, but the "*ON" under Spiderman's name on Wade's free pass list, probably says "*ON THE CEILING."

LMAO  I just realized in the new Spiderman/Deadpool issue, Wade literally made them drive in a heart shaped loop on their road trip at some point.  It’s in the center of his map XD  This series is a treasure in so many ways

some IZ art and kofi doodles from one of my streams

the last one is a scene from this fic :D

i forgot i had this in my drafts for like 4 months haha here u guys go (the 5 ppl in the zim fandom or whatever)

i headcanon that they keep brawling all the way into their 30′s and beyond lmao welcome 2 my twisted mind. Dib’s beeper is going off bc he has a meeting in 45 seconds.

zim isnt as much into destroying stuff, he just makes up contraptions to get dib out of the dungeons to hang out fight for dominance over the earth. Gir is having fun looking for shooting stars. 

Spn Season 10 Finale

So, if Cas has to die in the season 10 finale can it at least be like this? Dean is rampaging again and is attacking Sam and Dean.  Dean has Sam down and cornered and Cas steps between them.  He says he won’t let Dean hurt Sam and he won’t let Dean hurt himself (because he knows that hurting Sam in the end would devastate Dean beyond repair).   He steps forward suddenly into Dean’s personal space and holds his arms tightly as he leans in, connecting their lips.  Dean is shocked for a second before he realizes what Cas is doing.  Cas is expelling his grace into Dean’s body and burning away the Mark of Cain and replacing it with the “Mark of Castiel”- the love of an angel.   Cas is now human and Dean is saved, but Rowena does her attack dog spell and Dean is forced to kill Cas.   Then we have Season 11 start off with Dean having some angely powers due to the MoCa  and we can complete Dean’s checklist of him being:  Human, Monster (brief stint as a vamp), Demon, Angel.  :P It won’t happen but lol  It’d be nice... and sad.

The Castiel Complex

So I found this while sifting through old stuff.  I apparently was plotting out a destiel fic around the beginning of season 7, just a short one shot.  I wrote it out in mostly just dialogue and some action captions and never really got around to actually writing it and turning it into an actual fic and I probably never will.  It's called "The Castiel Complex" so here ya go! :)

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::Sam and Dean are at a bar talking and sharing a drink when a busty asian beauty comes up and comes onto Dean::

BAB: So, what do you say?  Wanna get out of here?

Dean: ::smiles a bit and seems to contemplate it with the table in front of him::  ... Nah.  Not tonight, sweet cheeks.  ::he takes a swig of his beer::

BAB:  Okay, your loss.  ::she seems mildly put off and leaves the table::

Sam: ::watches the girl retreat and looks funny at Dean, eyebrows squinting::  ... What was that?

Dean:  What was what? ::looking straight ahead, in his own mind::

Sam: Are you okay? ::he leans forward towards Dean a little::

Dean:  Woah, little close there tiger.  Wait till we get home. ::he winks and takes another swig and leans back::

Sam: ::rolls his eyes::  Cute.  Seriously, man.  You okay?

Dean:  Seriously, Sam.  I'm fine. 

Sam:  Then tell me what that was about. ::he takes a sip of his own beer and looks over Dean's head at the BAB who is at another table now::

Dean:  It's nothing Sam.  Just not in the mood.  I'm friggin' exhausted if you can't tell.  We just ganked a nasty son of a bitch and not to mention we've got all the crazy Hexus-like spawn slipping around trying to gank us in return.  ::he looks a little firm::

Sam:  ::raises an eye brow::  Fern Gully?  Really?

Dean:  Shut up, Krista's hot.

Sam:  ::he huffs:: Dean, even if you were tired-that.  That right there?  ::he points at the BAB::  That is your dream girl.  And I, unfortunately, know that if you were really okay I'd be renting out a second room for myself right about now.  So now tell me.  Are you okay?

Dean: ::he pauses for a minute and stares at his bottle::  ...  I'm fine, Sam. 

Sam:  ::he gives him the pitiful puppy stare and then turns away  as they fall under silence, neither speaking nor drinking.  Suddenly Sam gets a look on his face as things have worked out in his head and he turns to Dean with an epiphany on his face::  Oh my, God.  He broke you.

Dean: ::he looks puzzled::  Come again?

Sam:  I mean...  I knew you were more upset about Cas'... death, than you were letting on.  But I didn't think it was this bad.  He broke you.

Dean:  ::he looks like Sam is batshit crazy::  In case you haven't noticed, I haven't brought out the Hershey's and popped in Dirty Dancing.  Sorry to disappoint you, princess.  He didn't friggin' break me. 

Sam:  ::he is about to start his long winded explanation that consists of he is right::  Look-I.  I didn't mean it like that.  But don't get me wrong ::he points at Dean::  I know you're being a big girl about this on the inside, Dean.  ::Dean shoots him a look and takes a drink::  But let's face it.  I know at first Cas wasn't exactly on our gold star chart in the beginning, but then...  You trusted him.  Hell, you probably trusted him more than Bobby, than-than, me!

Dean:  I trust you.  ::looks slightly offended::

Sam:  Come on, Dean.  I can barely go to the bathroom on my own before you start thinking I'm going to crack out the crazy and bolt.

Dean:  ::takes a sip of his beer and overts his eyes::

Sam:  ::he continues where he left off::  ...  So when Cas let slip that he was working with Crowley the whole time...  When he didn't listen to you to break it off... and then became a God so bad that we actually tried to enslave Death so that we could get rid of him?  ::he pauses to let it sink into Dean who just stares straight ahead, bottle poised to his lips, but not drinking.  Sam takes this as a sign to go on::  When you had so much faith in him as our friend- as our family- he betrayed your trust.  ::he lets his hands drop to the table and leans back as everything starts to make sense in his own head::  He broke you, Dean.  He broke you so bad you can't even trust your version of the perfect girl to give you a good time.

Dean: ::he sits there, still staring ahead while Sam hazards a pitiful glance at him from the corner of his eye::  ...Hey Sammy?

Sam: ::he shifts a bit in his seat, anticipating some big girly admission::

Dean:  ::he gives Sam a small smirk::  Can I trust you to shut up about it? ::he downs the rest of his beer and let's out an "aaah!" as he lets it sink down his throat, placing the bottle on the table and raising his hand to have someone drop off the tab::  Ready to head back, Jolly Green?

Sam: ::he gives a small smile and shakes his head and finishes his beer:: Yeah, sure.

  ::It's later that night and the boys are sleeping::

Dean: ::he's having a nightmare with Cas lying dead on the ground and he's torn between feeling relief that Godstiel is gone, but now Cas is dead too.  He shouldn't feel sad though, Cas betrayed him, but he can't help it.  Then Cas' wounds heal and he sits up alive and he can't hold back the surprise and happiness in his voice as he bends down to help him.  Cas responds in a very Cas like manner and he can almost feel himself feeling like this is going to be okay, they'll get past the whole betrayal thing when they get out of there.  Then suddenly it's Levia!Cas and Cas entering the lake and Cas' trench coat and he wakes up sweating.::

::He breaths heavy for a minute before looking over at Sam who's still asleep and calms down and flops back and stares at the ceiling.  He rolls to his side and squints his eyes shut, not crying, but looking damn close to it.  He opens his eyes and looks skyward like if he did he might see Cas there somewhere and he silently prays::

Cas...  'm so sorry...  You were being a gigantic child, but...  I should've found a way to stop you, before it got all out of hand.  Should've been able to protect you...   ::he is scolding himself now, but then his face turns sad::  Cas...  what am I supposed to do?  I need things to be right again...  "You friggin' bastard...!"  I can barely keep it together, man.  I don't know how I'm supposed to deal with this... Cas? 

::he looks up again and there is nothing but Sam's snores and he knits his brows one more time before rolling on his back and rubbing his eyes with a sigh.  He’s about to fall asleep when he hears the flutter of wings and he sits up and looks around.  He doesn't see anyone, doesn't feel danger.  He thinks it must just be is imagination and he hesitantly lays back down, reaching for his knife under the pillow and closes  his eyes as he feels just a bit better after admitting shit.  Sleep comes easy after that::

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