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Ohh, so I was looking at my storage and found these! I originally shared them on twitter before yeeting the platform. Anyway, feel free to use! Art memes for your oc :D
The "I have an alien boyfriend/husband" squad
LISTEN we could've had Darcy and Loki on a double date with Jane and Thor but instead we got Darcy marrying Howard the fucking Duck????
I got way too excited when Loki asked if Jane has a friend

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(OOC.) ( HELLO OTHER ME!!! =D )
Did I mess up the timeline while coming back?
Yaz: You were gone for 10 months!! You have no idea how hard that was for us!!!
Amy Pond:
motherâs day. â¤ď¸
Sam and Meg are one of my favorite BrOTPS
Shit, that means Castiel read about Meg in the Supernatural book series.Â
He read five of those books prominently featuring Meg (they stopped being published after the season/series 3 finale).Â
Scarecrow
Shadow
Salvation
Devilâs Trap
Born Under a Bad Sign
And then thereâs the fact that additional information is given regarding non-Winchesters in the books (Becky saying that Bela gave the Colt to Crowley) which means her arc was likely more heavily explored.Â
Castiel would be wondering why Meg (or, perhaps in the books her real name was given to the âaudienceâ) was so important - important enough to be included in the âWord of Godâ. Heâd be intrigued by her character and her role in the narrative, heâd struggle with admiration for her loyalty and the guilt tied to admiring any aspect of a demon.Â
He wouldnât know the demon he met in Abandon All Hope was her, it wouldnât be until Caged Heat when Sam and Dean referred to her as âMegâ that realized the character that caused all of those strange tugs at his heartstrings was the same demon he threw into a ring of holy fire to escape.Â
He didnât look at her strangely because she was flirting, he looked at her strangely because he never imagined he would have actually ever met her, had interacted with her and not known it. He didnât know how to feel about it.Â
I like this head!canon, it pleases me.
this headcanon consumes me

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âMeg, I saw the most magnificent honey bee and I - oh, you changed your hair.âÂ
âWho the Hell are you? Youâre not - you are. Youâre a - â
âOh. You changed your vessel as well. ⌠What time is this?â I must have miscalculated.Â
âLook, Iâm sure you have more important matters to attend to than little old me so - â
âYouâre not little, youâre marvelous. You should know that.â
âWhat are you on about? You the Clarence to my George orâŚ?â
âIâm your Clarence, yes.â
AU MEME Âť Castiel accidentally finds himself in the presence of a younger version of his beloved caretaker - who is more than skeptical towards the angel.Â
The Family Name, G
Megstiel babies is killing me with cuteness, so Iâm taking a quick pause from all the lesbians and RPS to post a drabble of my own.
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Meg had never liked babies. Noisy, smelly attention hogs, and completely useless as vessels. Put up or shut up, Meg liked to say, and letâs face it, babies were pretty much good for neither of those things. But when Meg looks down at her son, big blue eyes just like his fatherâs, she feels a fluttering in her heart that she could only describe as unconditional. It wells up and chokes her, and the strangest part of all is that Meg doesnât even want to push it back. âAzazel,â she whispers, laying a soft kiss on her sonâs forehead. âYouâre gonna grow up and do great things.â
This almost made me not want to write more hot JimMichaels/RussHamilton smut with you
but then again⌠Iâm lying.
Sth reeeeally quick, sth weirdâŚ
but I kinda like the way Megâs facial expression turned out to be here soâŚ
deal with everything else looking grossâŚ
gross? no.
awesome? yes
spn meme: four otps [2/4]
i miss the simplicity. i was bad, you were good; life was easier. now itâs all so messy.
Because I had to, and I thought that you would be the best person to send this to.
Sam and Dean Winchester rushed over to Castiel and helped him up off of the road. The brothers struggled under the pressure Castiel placed on both of their shoulders as he stumbled towards the car. âDamn it, Cas. What the hell happened to you out there?â Dean said gruffly as he opened the car door and Castiel climbed in the back seat. Castiel remained silent and hung his head shamefully before sliding down to lay in the seat. Dean and Sam climbed in and Dean continued on to the Men of Letters bunker they called home.Â
Sam looked over his shoulder into the backseat at Castiel who groaned in pain whenever there was a bump in the road. âHey. Are you okay?â âI will be fine. Thank you, Sam,â Castiel said quietly. He was already working to heal some of the more superficial wounds. The bullet wound would take a bit more than just a little Grace to heal, but heâd worry about that later. Maybe Meg could step into her old role as nurse for a little bit. That would be nice. âIs Meg back at the bunker?â Sam turned to Dean, giving him a worrying look. Dean for his part acted as though he hadnât heard Castiel, and kept his eyes trained on the road. Samâs gaze fell to the dash and he puffed out a steadying breath. âCas, man, Iâm sorry. She, uhâŚCrowley, heââ âCrowley has her again?â Castiel asked, pushing himself up on one arm to look at Sam.
âNo, he doesnât have her. See, when Crowley showed up she took him on. She sent me to go save you and Dean, but Crowley was too much for her. We just managed to get away, but MegâŚCrowley had an angel sword and he stabbed her,â he swallowed thickly and watched as Castielâs face fell, his eyes shining with tears. Sam remembered the last thing that Meg had said to him and he realized that Castiel must have felt the same way. âShe really did care about you, Cas. A lot. SheâŚShe died to save us.â Castiel nodded slightly, and slid back down in the seat, pressing his face into the cool leather. âThatâs my girl,â he muttered. Sam shot one more look to Dean whoâs face remained unchanged, but he  did notice that there was a hint of remorse in Deanâs stare. Sam sighed heavily and closed his eyes, tilting his head back onto the head rest. He was sorry, too.Â

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skittythegreat submitted: Crowley didnât even need to try anymore. Not when Castiel made it so very easy. âDo you have any idea what I did to her, while you were off running around with your pet moose and squirrel? Well, not me really. Couldnât stand the stink of her, to be honest. Oh but my boysâŚmy boys had fun. Itâs amazing the things you can put a human body through without ever using a blade. At least not one made of metal." A small smile touched his lips. "I mean, a whore is only really good for one thing, after all.â
Castiel twisted in the chair he was strapped to. âDonât speak of her.â
âDid you know that for almost a year the little bitch didnât break? Not once.â Crowley tilted his head. âAlmost admirable. But I found her first little weakness just after you returned.â
âSheâs strong.â
âWas, Castiel. She was strong."Â
Something in the angelâs face made the demon give him a surprised look. "Oh they didnât tell you, did they?â
Castiel stared at the buttons on his coat, burning with anger. âNoâŚâ he whispered. Meg.
âYour little friend? Knife went into her so easy. She twitched, gasped, and not once,â he leaned forward, âdid she think of her precious angel. The last thing she saw, was me. Winning.â
The angel closed his eyes and Crowley smirked.
âYou know what broke her, in the end, to tell me of all those little crypts? It was you. Letting her know that there was a chance you were coming to keep up your end of the deal and she had to survive just long enough to help you. She played right into it.â The King of Hell leaned close and saw the tremble in Castielâs body. âYou were the one weakness I hadnât thought she would have. You helped me, Castiel, whether you know it or not.â
Castiel wrapped his arms around Meg, nuzzling her neck, closing his eyes as Meg took one of his hands in hers. "Dean's angry with me," Castiel frowned when Meg let out a laugh. "When is he not angry?" She gave a testy sigh. "I'm tired Clarence, we can talk in the morning," leaning back into her angel, Meg squeezed on his hand. Castiel smiled. She meant it to. Feeling his body relax, the angel's head fell against his pillow. He didn't sleep, but with her he didn't mind pretending.
 Except Meg didnât mean it
because she was in Castielâs mind, nothing more than a dead memory,
an illusion he created to cope with an unforgiving reality.