today my anthro professor said something kindof really beautiful:
“you all have a little bit of ‘I want to save the world’ in you, that’s why you’re here, in college. I want you to know that it’s okay if you only save one person, and it’s okay if that person is you”
I feel like a few people I know could stand to read this.
Summary: Sam’s got a problem he’s not talking about. He’s shut out
both Cas and Dean, and is trying to solve it on his own. The trouble is, he’s
in way over his head. If he’s not careful, his whole life – and the life of his
brother – is going to be turned upside down. Will he be able to fix it before
someone gets seriously hurt? Or worse?
Notes: For this story, Cas still has teleportation and other
angel-related capabilities.
Not beta’d so any spelling and grammar mistakes are all on me…
“Well, well. Look what we have here.”
Sam tried to turn his head toward the sound, to see who it was. He couldn’t
quite place it, but he knew he’d heard the voice before. The familiar voice
spoke again. His attempts to turn his head were profoundly unsuccessful.
“Listen Sam. All I
want is for you to use those powers of yours.” The man placed his hand on Sam’s
head and began smoothing back his hair. If he wasn’t chained down, Sam thought,
it would have almost been soothing. The
man continued, “They could do so much for me.
So much.” Sam tried to play dumb. It was worth a shot, anyway.
“My what? What are you talking about? What powers? I don’t
have any –“ But the man only laughed.
“Don’t try to play with me. You promised yourself to us, and
I’m here to collect. You should have just come quietly the first time. It would
have been a lot easier. And as for your powers? Oh yes you do have them. You are a special child indeed, Sam
Winchester.” Sam winced at the words he hadn’t heard in years.
“No,” Sam groaned. After
three weeks of no one chasing him, after losing the man in the forest, he
thought maybe they had given up on him. He thought maybe he was in the clear.
He should have known better. Nothing good ever happens to him.
His negative response was rewarded with a stab in his arm
with something incredibly sharp. Sam cried out in pain. He couldn’t move
because of the chains, but he struggled against them once more. He still
couldn’t see who was behind him, and he was still desperately trying to place
the voice. The man just laughed.
“Go ahead and try Sam. You can’t escape. We’ve taken all the
precautions. And yes, Sam, you will help
me. You will eventually do as I
ask. You’ll see.”
“Cas, come on man, do you have anything on him? Where is
he?” Dean was pacing back and forth in the library when Cas walked in.
It had been forty-eight hours since Sam was taken, and Dean
and Cas had no leads at all.
“Can’t you just find him? You found him before, in the
forest!”
Cas sighed heavily, putting his hand to his head, exhausted
and worried.
“Dean, I TOLD you, he’s been warded. It was most likely witches who took him. Or demons.”
“Of course it was witches, Sam told us he was doing spells!”
“Yeah Dean, I know, but the warding is strong. I can feel
him being blocked from me. This is more like the work of a demon than a witch.
Perhaps they are working together.”
“Well that’s just great. Demons and witches never make a
good combination”
Cas just rolled his eyes.
“I’m doing everything I can to find your brother, and you
know it,” sighed Cas.“You know, we could ask for help from someone who might know
what this warding spell is. We could ask – “
“No!” Dean bellowed. “We are NOT asking her.”
Cas walked up to Dean, placing a calm hand of his shoulder.
“Dean, it’s been two days. We aren’t getting any closer. She
could help us.”
Dean pinched the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes.
First and foremost, there’s nothing invalid with the way you feel. Everyone deserves to be loved and desires in a sexual manner.
Second off, if I may suggest (and in the last 8 years I’ve made a habit of suggesting this) eHarmony. Don’t run away just yet, hear me out!! I was a hopeless 22 year old virgin at the time. I had no idea what I was doing and I was just trying to test the waters as far as dating outside of my hometown (something my ultra-religious conservative family discouraged)
For someone that thought she’d be forever alone, for better or worse I decided to give it a try one early spring day in April of 2010. I was matched with a man whom I was only told was named Jonathan, he was 26, and in New Mexico.
I thought he was cute, nerdy, quirky, and clearly needed to get laid (lol) and started chatting with him. Turns out, he was a soldier stationed at WSMR, NM and deployed in Iraq when we were matched.
Little did I know:
5 ½ months later, we were married.
6 days before our 1st wedding anniversary, I gave birth to our son
Nobody wanted us to commit. I was told everything under the sun from “you met him online, he could be a psycho killer!” to “it’ll never work out, you’re too far away.” (Funny, as a combat engineer, he’s taught how to be a psycho killer to fight our enemies overseas) He was told I wasn’t real, and that women like me didn’t exist in real life.
Here we are, almost 8 years later, proving all those fuckers wrong.
I gave up my career for my boys. I cut my blood relatives out of my life because the dork pictured above showed me that living in emotional, verbal, and psychological abuse is not okay. He has saved me from myself so many times it’s not even funny. He helped me discover my true sexuality. He helped me find my voice in the world and showed me how to make it loud when it counts. I am a strong, fierce warrior woman, but I didn’t start out that way. This man raised me up to be the fierce bitch y’all interact with today.
I want everyone to have what I have. I want everyone to find love and happiness and their forever mate. I was skeptical about dating online. Now, I’m a success story. I want everyone to be a success story like me. So forgive me if this seems like I’m using your ask to promote my family (I swear I’m not) but it is my hope that you take something I did and make it into something for yourself. I encourage everyone to do just that.
Posting this here because someone might just find this relatable. A comic I drew as therapy, to help me get over some big creative issues I’ve been dealing with recently. Hope it can help some of you as well.
Thank you so much for posting this to Tumblr! I hope you all find this as inspiring as I did.
This is the first story in my Raphael’s Family universe.
Sigyn and Loki, they were mothers, and one day, nothing was going to stop them from reuniting their family once and for all. When the archangel Gabriel showed up at Sigyn’s home as little more than a fledgling, no one considered the effect it would have on the apocalypse. His siblings, both Sigyn’s children and the archangels- they had no idea the force of nature this would be.
Karate, SPN Demonic Octopus Guardian 