the city revised
I enjoy: acceptance letters, lurking, smoked salmon sashimi, shameless use of slash goggles, sugar free red bull, and meta. This blog is a random mix of fannish flailing, art, politics, discussions of mental illness, and poetry.
Currently obsessing over: Supernatural, Sherlock, Fringe, Game of Thrones, The Walking Dead, and Misha Collins. You will also see the occasional X-Files, Farscape, Stargate Atlantis, Buffy, and Harry Potter reblog.
I have an an unhealthy attachment to Misha Collins's face, ships that destroy my soul (I'm looking at you dean/cas!), and secondary characters.
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Cockles fic recs!
Just sharing some of my personal favorites. I’ll try to keep it updated as often as possible!
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Anonymous asked: I just wanted to say thank you, because I've been drowning in the cynicism of the SPN fandom of late and your blog feels a little bit like a ray of sunshine. Especially as bashing Dean seems to be pretty a la mode atm.
Thank you, anon. :’) The finale left me in a very cheerful state of mind for so many reasons, and nothing in fandom has been able to crush that so...
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Radio Corcovado (by !Bart)
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I don’t understand how people can worry that their ships will be ‘sunk’. Guys, shipping is all about making that thing float under the power of...
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If Dean and Cas spent like a couple years in Purgatory and they still aren't fucking when they come back to earth, I will be upset.
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So, remember how yesterday was supposed to be a campaign to try to get Misha Collins fired? Well, a similar thing, possibly even more disgusting because this troll is wishing death on his son, is happening to JARED. This has been happening for a while but seems to be getting…
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Fleeting Summer by Dave Razor
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I’VE FOUND IT!!! The amazing moment in which Mark Sheppard tries to get Jared Padalecki into The Tardis!!!
/SCREEEEECH
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I had everything I ever wanted to say to you organized in my head
but forgot it all when you took my palm in your hand and with
your index finger wrote “disaster.” If you were to ask me how I
ended up here, I don’t even know. Every night at 8:25 I can’t
believe it’s already 8:25 and I’m so happy it’s only 8:25. Sometimes
I find tragedy reassuring. Sometimes the cat licks my neck. I don’t
want to think about where I’ve been or where I’m going anymore.
Sometimes I just want to cry. Sometimes I just want to sit in a
quiet space. It’s within me to rip my own head off. Let me tell you
about the city. It’s a city of lavender. I can’t remember its name.“City of Lavender”, Jason Bredle
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Narnia is pretty much failing at being secret these days.
^ this link? you should click it.
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but I ask you to remember.
somewhere inside me
there’ll always be the person
I am tonight.
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