Paige's Ponderings

She deserves better than a butcher

"Oh! There's a central social space like a living room, but because you don't care if what you lay on is soft or hard, it's simply carved into the floor." and Adrian would go "Yes, Grace. Good job, Grace."

He'd go around poking stuff with an improved xenonite suit, "I get it now, the home for an Eridian is less for physical comfort and more for mental comfort. You display trinkets because they make you happy, and spend a lot of time with hobbies and such to pass time." "Yes Grace, that is true."

He mentions human dining rooms and Rocky begs they just move on with the tour. This leads them into Rocky's personal workshop and suddenly Rocky thinks they should go back and talk about the dining rooms instead.

but it also just. wasnt the only place that any of those texts existed. there were lots of other libraries in antiquity. they didnt survive forever either, because most buildings and cities and institutions die. the texts that survived were the ones that people continuously decided to keep copying, even across shifts of institutions and book formats.

endless reasons to love dean winchester

the way he talks to Baby

YES i love it when adrian is way bigger than rocky uh here's my take on rocky and adrian

Ripping people's heads with his bare hands, torturing monsters (even the relatively good ones) to get information about purgatory out of them, being described as even worse than Crowley at carving people out (and that's saying something because Crowley is BAD bad).

It's here when him being an ANGEL really comes into the play. He's almost always the most powerful being in the room, his meek-looking vessel only acting as a decoy for people to brush him off as harmless. But this season really delves into why he was one of Heaven's most decorated soldiers and why it was specifically him who was chosen to lead the siege to hell way back in season 4.

Luo Binghe is about 14. His mother is bedbound, too sick to work, and they're too poor to get her medicine, so he's taken to- reluctantly- petty theft.

In the original plot, he'd end up stealing from someone working for Shen Qingqiu and get himself in some serious trouble for it; something that would eventually lead to Binghe somehow rising from the ashes to become the biggest crime boss in the city, country, and eventually the world.

In this timeline, he tries to pickpocket a passing stranger with glasses during a rain storm, but as he pretends to trip onto him, he sees the man's eyes go wide. Suddenly things aren't going to plan at all. The man tries to catch him, and instinctively Binghe tries to correct himself, but Binghe's momentum ends up overtaking them both and they fall onto the wet sidewalk. The man's umbrella falls off somewhere to the side.

There's groaning under him as the man tries to sit up, and then Binghe proceeds to get fussed over. He's barely managed to sit up himself before the man (introducing himself as Shen Yuan) starts patting him down and checking him over.

"You're alright? No scrapes?"

"M-Mm."

This is not how it usual goes for him. If Binghe messed up and/or missed the target, his victims tended to either scoff at him on the ground or scold him viciously. No one has ever checked him over like this before...

Shen Yuan helps him stand and, the next thing he knows, Binghe is being dragged into the nearest restaurant and sat down for an apology meal, because somehow this man- Shen Yuan- got it into his head that the whole thing was somehow his fault.

Binghe gets to eat as much as he wants.

Binghe gets to take food home. A whole meal.

Shen Yuan gives him extra cash for the trouble, as if this wasn't enough.

Binghe- Binghe-

He feels so Guilty.

The poor boy ends up bursting into tears, pleadingly pushing the cash back at the man, explaining that it was all actually his fault and that he was a pickpocket. The nice man- Shen Yuan-

Knows?

He still insists on Binghe taking the cash. He-...He gives Binghe his phone number and says to call him if he gets into trouble.

He gives him his umbrella and tells him to get home safe.

. . .

For so long, when I saw the face of the enemy… it was your face. - No matter how much you hate this face, Katara… I hate it more. - It's not what I see now. I see someone in pain.