SHIELD OF GOD.

  𝙵𝙰𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁, 𝙼𝙰𝙺𝙴 𝙼𝙴 𝙰 𝙱𝙸𝚁𝙳 𝙾𝙵 𝙿𝚁𝙴𝚈. 

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𝚃𝙾 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴 𝙶𝙾𝙳 𝚃𝙷𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙶𝙷 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙰𝙲𝚁𝙾𝚂𝚂 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙳𝙴𝚂𝚃𝚁𝚄𝙲𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 𝙾𝙵 𝚃𝚁𝙾𝚈 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙾𝙵 𝙲𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙷𝙰𝙶𝙴 — 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝙽𝙾 𝙲𝙾𝙽𝚂𝙾𝙻𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽． 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴 𝙸𝚂 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙲𝙾𝙽𝚂𝙾𝙻𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽， 𝙸𝚃 𝙸𝚂 𝙻𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃．  𝙱𝚈 𝚅𝙸𝙽𝙽．

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olin ivory / mary oliver / anne michaels / anna kamienska / max porter / richard siken

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“A dead man can’t arrest people.”

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@ spnevils :

     ‘   You  never  call,  Castiel-,   ’

     ‘   …but  then,  uh-  I’m  the  King  of  not  calling,  so…  comme  ci,  comme  ça,  as  they  say.   ’

     𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙴 𝙾𝙵 𝙲𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙴𝙻’𝚂 𝙼𝙾𝚄𝚃𝙷 𝙸𝚂 𝙷𝙴𝚂𝙸𝚃𝙰𝙽𝚃 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙲𝚄𝚃． a smile ghosts its edges,  faintly perceptible as in castiel’s nature,  but drawn and tender as in balthazar’s.    ‘  i don’t have your number.  ’   declares the seraph,  if only a little flatly,  but undoubtedly the other has a masterful skill at reading between the lines.  one may have to learn it to live among humans,  and their predilection for allegory.    

     ‘  and you know i have been— busy.  ’   saying that is difficult,  like the struggle to avoid a sea wave.  of course balthazar knows,  and castiel,  for all that matters,  refrains from saying more;  not only because a sidewalk is a miserable place to address celestial politics,  but because here on earth,  the illusions of leaving his strife behind gets concrete.   ‘  i was hoping we could talk someplace quiet,  balthazar.  ’

[itscolossal]

BLACK SUN: Amorphous Flocks of Starlings Swell Above the Danish Marshlands

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you may spot castiel smiling like he’s fine when a dog says something to him.

[justcynicalbelieverthings]

If we’re all acknowledging the horrific butchering of queer representation on SPN (the death/forgetting of Castiel, Charlie, Stevie, Claire, Kaia, etc.) we should also, as a fandom, acknowledge the lack of postive, consistent rep for BIPOC people.

Black charcters on the show rarely last more than a few episodes. Cassie showed up once. Missouri showed up twice (and died). James, Patience’s father, shows up twice. Patience shows up four times. That’s not even mentioning Gordon, Uriel, and Raphael, all of whom were villains who met violent ends.

There are hardly any Asian characters... Kevin and Linda are the only actual characters that pop out in my mind. Channing died pretty quickly. And Kevin died abruptly. Dagon was a villain. Stewie died after one episode. Most everyone else is either a one episode character or appears on one of Dean’s “busty asian beauties” magazine, which is... fetishization pure and simple. Not to mention the use of brownface in that one episode.

Native culture is appropriated horribly all for the sake of “oooooh scary monster!” You see it in “Bugs”, you see it in 1x02, the title of which I’m not going to say because it is disrespectful. There seem to be no major Native characters.

God knows there’s more that I missed here, that’s for sure.

If we’re gonna raise hell about Supernatural’s handling of LGBTQ+ characters, we’d better damn well raise Hell about its treatment of BIPOC characters as well.

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Warsan Shire, "Conversations About Home" from Teaching My Mother How To Give Birth

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Purple Noon (1960) dir. René Clément

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@torngrace​ :   𝙸 𝚆𝙰𝚂 𝙾𝙽𝙻𝚈 𝙼𝚈 𝙱𝙾𝙳𝚈， 𝙾𝙽𝙻𝚈 𝙼𝚈 𝙾𝚆𝙽 𝚂𝙴𝙽𝚂𝙴， 𝙾𝙽𝙻𝚈 𝙰 𝙶𝙸𝚁𝙻 𝚆𝙷𝙾𝚂𝙴 𝙿𝙰𝚁𝙴𝙽𝚃𝚂 𝚆𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝚁𝚄𝙽𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝙾 𝙷𝙴𝚁 𝙱𝙴𝙲𝙰𝚄𝚂𝙴 𝚂𝙷𝙴 𝙷𝙰𝙳 𝙰 𝙱𝙰𝙳 𝙳𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙼 .

   𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝙸𝚂 𝙰𝙽 𝚄𝙽𝚃𝙾𝚄𝙲𝙷𝙴𝙳 𝙶𝙻𝙰𝚂𝚂 𝙾𝙵 𝙱𝙴𝙴𝚁 𝙽𝙴𝚇𝚃 𝚃𝙾 𝙷𝙸𝚂 𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙳． for a while,  castiel watches it like he’s barely sure of what to do with it,  fascinated but half-wary.  the diner is dimly lit and almost empty.  thankfully,  none of the personnel had neared their table in a surge of professionalism to ask them if the drinks were alright,  if they needed anything else.  actually,  they were left pleasantly alone almost since they sat down in front of each other;  something castiel,  looking into the blur of light and moving reflections mirrored in the glass window,  could be grateful for.   it’s almost disarming,  how much has changed since his last visit to earth,  over a century ago.  he shoots a rapid glance to her  - ananiel,  anna -  over the golden rim of the glass.  she looks comfortable,  though the withdrawal tensing the harmonious line of her shoulders might have a different say.  castiel lets his eyes linger,  searching for his old captain in the frame of the red-haired woman.  she’s there.  it’s hard to see it at first,  because her eyes are so different and her voice such a singsong tune,  but she’s still ananiel.  only that she’s far more at ease than him sitting in a cheap diner in front of a watered down drink.

    and she’s actually began to sip her beer,  unlike him.

   ‘  but you were none of those things in truth.  not really.  ’

   castiel’s voice begins quietly hoarse,  but anna’s big eyes flick up to him,  open and receptive.  maybe it’s cruel to say that,  to call all that’s been important to her in the last years a wishful lie,  but the seraph sees what’s important with other eyes now.   ‘  could you ...  ’   he struggles.   ‘  ... could you dream as humans do?  did you really have bad dreams—  and good ones?  ’ 

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not to, like, rewrite the entire cosmology of spn lore but i really don't see angels and especially archangels as finite beings who exist as different people in different dimensions. i do think of angels as creatures whose existence spans over and beyond dimensions, and imo there cannot be different versions of one angel. heaven is a place beyond dimensions, too.

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cas doesn’t always carry his sword around physically, but will summon it when needed. no, humans / demons can’t touch it unless they want to get fried <3