... 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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If anyone is into Destiel Mafia - AU, I’ve read this several times because it’s damn good.
opening tumblr and seeing destiel trending is like russian roulette either its undeniably canon or world war 3 has started only one way to find out
I love laying on the floor :) who else loves laying on the floor? I love laying on the floor :)
"back on my bullshit" in reference to recurring hyperinterests dating back to middle school and beyond
Person A: *bursts into the room* "Oh my god—B! I'm here, I’m here, you're okay now—"
Person B: *flinching at the sound, trying to craw back* "Don't touch me-please-"
Person A: *freezes, hands raised* "It’s me. Just me. No one’s going to hurt you anymore."
Person B: *voice shaking* "They said you wouldn't come. That you'd forgotten me. I-I believed them."
Person A: *kneeling slowly, tears in their eyes* "I would tear the world apart before I'd let that happen. I'm sorry it took me so long."
Person B: *finally looking at A, eyes glassy* "I kept calling for you. I thought—I thought if I screamed loud enough, you’d hear me."
Person A: *voice cracking* "I did. I heard you. Every second you were gone, I felt it. I swear."
Person B: *whispers* "It hurts."
Person A: *gently, reaching forward* "I know. Let me help. Please. Just let me hold you."
Person B: *collapsing into A's arms* "Don’t let go."
Person A:*holding them tightly, as though the world.* "Never."
GIVE IT TO MEEEEEEE
I read a fic once where Dean and Cas fuck after Dean finally goes to heaven and like…yeah it was hot or whatever who cares but…..it started with Dean driving around Heaven in his Impala and then Cas suddenly appearing in the driver’s seat shouting, “TETANUS?!?!?! REALLY?!?!!! AFTER EVERY THING, YOU LET IT BE A RUSTY FUCKING POLE?!?!?!”
And like, pop off, hotwings. You’re so right. That ending was dumb as hell.
Artist: @gentleeeeeeecat (X)
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.