#dameabaddon

[taeskai]

So Here's The Deal

New URL, New Theme, New Focus (Belle/dameabbadon/leetaee)

- First off I'm finally done with college apps and I've gotten some acceptances to some great art schools but I have yet to choose where I am going

-Secondly I want to thank all of you for sticking with me through my long hiatus I love you all

-As you may have noticed I changed from my signature 'dameabaddon' url and this is partly because of my new direction and partly because in general I want to keep this blog separate from people I know in real life and they got a bit too close to finding out my old url. I've been away for a while and I'm super behind in spn and a lot of other shows and while I took a break I ended up with a ton of new interests which brings me to the new focus of this blog ~ yes I still love supernatural but I want to focus more on music/aesthetic for this blog which means I'll be posting a lot of things I find pretty but aren't necessarily fandom, along with primarily Paramore, Panic!, FOB, SNSD, Exo, and SHINee 

-Q: Why?

A: There's a lot of reasons but part of it is just my love of music and pretty things. The other part is that quite a few of the people I used to talk to and reblog have moved on from the fandom and I feel really out of place now there are still a good amount who stuck around but I kinda wanted a fresh start! I debated deleting but I want to keep this blog around in case I decide to rejoin the active fandom

-Q: Will I ever return to spn blogging?

A: There's a good chance I plan on marathoning a bunch of programs I'm behind on this summer before SDCC and supernatural will be one of them.

-Q:What about old posts?

A: All my old posts and graphics will be available on my blog 

Now that I've said all this feel free to unfollow if a music/aesthetic blog isn't your thing but if we were mutuals I would love if you would send me a message on skype (dameabaddon) or message me for my number if we've texted before and you live in the US/have an iPhone so that we can still talk

Also my art blog is clairnovak in case you like my art but want to ditch this blog

[rhapsodean]

I was tagged by lokirogers (thanks Laura!)

Replace with your own answers and then tag 10 people.

Name: Adele

Nickname: don't really have one?

Birthday: 2nd October

Gender: cisfemale

Sexuality: pretty much straight I think

Height: I should probably know this

Time zone: AEST

What time and date is it there: 5:42 PM 29/8/14

Average hours of sleep I get a night: 6-9???

Last thing I googled was: 'jensen ackles gifs'

Most used phrase(s): 'okie dokie' I'm so lame

First word that comes to mind: sandwich? I must be hungry

What I last said to a family member: OK, see ya!

One place that makes me happy and why: my bed/room because it's comfortable and my own space

How many blankets I sleep under: 3 atm

Favorite beverage(s): Irish Breakfast tea

Last movie I watched in the cinema: Guardians Of The Galaxy

Three things I can’t live without: The people I love, music, internet

A piece of advice to all my followers: just be super nice to each other and don't be afraid to talk to people because they probably also want someone to talk to (I am still terrible at this though)

You all have to listen to this song: The Wine Song or The Crowd by The Cat Empire

Tagging: actualdemon slayerdeans sappydean beestiels dameabaddon dsubchester popgoesmyculture

[astrasperas]

FONT REC: Geometrics + my personal taste on their usages. DL: disco diva + hyped + sanotra + parley + sequi. ADDTNL: Typography in 30 minutes. CR: Christian Gendron & Pragser Wildsee

[skyestiel]

in this endless night

part 1: ii

(7.2k+)Anna wants to have sex, and Dean drops one hell of a bombshell. Yeah, Castiel's life pretty much sucks.

first // ao3

“And then you had to move away, didn’t you?”

The two young children had pulled the makeshift blanket, the one slung over the back of Dean’s ratty red couch, down to cover their legs at some point during Castiel’s story. He’d never actually taken the time to sit down and talk about the night he and Dean had first met before. But, now that he had the opportunity, he couldn’t help but fully immerse himself in the memories. Suddenly, four years didn’t seem all that long ago.

Castiel regarded his little listeners fondly, quietly taking notice of how adorable they looked, cuddled up next to him, a pink flush dusting their cheeks. He wasn’t sure whether they were cold or whether his story had actually excited them.

“Yes, the Demon Hunters heard about my criminal activity. They didn’t like the way I’d harbored a demon, no matter how young he was at the time,” Castiel explained, lips pursing into a thin line. He couldn’t forget the sour look on the man’s face, the head of the DHB. He was a fearsome man, a monstrous beast with not a single hair on his head and dark eyes that constantly leered at the world. That is, if you could catch a glimpse of them, what with the thick gray caterpillars that spent their time fighting wrinkles for space on his forehead. Castiel would never be able to forget his name: Samuel Campbell.

“We moved to a smaller house where my mother decided to become a baker. It suited her well enough, and she seemed happy. I took up a job with the cleaning bureau. It didn’t pay much, but it was alright. I… I was alright.”

Karan and her brother, Tomi, fixed him with eerily similar stares, as if he were a pitiful puppy who’d just lost his mother. Both reached out to wrap tiny fingers around Castiel’s biceps, squeezing lightly, peering up at him from beneath shaggy hair. He didn’t want to upset them so he mustered up his best fake smile and wrapped a reassuring arm around each of their thin shoulders, pulling them closer against his side. They giggled and sank further into the cushions. Castiel’s smile felt a little less forced now.

“And…” Karan hesitated and tipped her head forward, hiding her face behind the thick mess of hair on top of her head.

“And?”

“Didn’t you find a dead person when you were at work one day?” Tomi asked for his sister. Wide green eyes gazed up at Castiel, filled with childish amazement, and he couldn’t refuse. He knew that it was all just a plan to get him to tell his entire story. But they were children, bored children living in what Castiel considered to be poverty and filth. Adventures such as his ridiculous one, as strange as it might seem, appealed to their curious minds.

“Unfortunately, I did. My coworker and I found a dead body one day. And the only person I could think of to tell was Anna…”

read the rest over on ao3 ➸

[astrasperas]

a question is ask everyday is how is nhixxie so amazing at everything?

the answer is to come out at night to have a fun time and honestly feel so attacked right at that moment

[skyestiel]

NEZUMISTIEL >>>>> SKYESTIEL

oh my god I actually really missed this url and I'M JUST SO HAPPY 

[skyestiel]

in this endless night

NO.6!AU:Castiel is a bright teenager living a comfortable and promising life inside No. 6, one of the six utopian city-states created after the the world was destroyed by an onslaught of supernatural creatures, including the dreaded demons. On the rainy evening of his twelfth birthday, a boy slips through Castiel's window, a boy that he later learns is, of all things, a demon. He can't help but feel sorry for the boy (Dean) and the two become reluctant companions. However, when they meet again 4 years later, things change and ties become stronger. For better or for worse, Castiel is going to learn more about No.6's shady history- and about himself.

ao3

In the chill of an underground room, somewhere on the outskirts of No.6, a little girl and her brother huddled close. Between them sat a third person, the person they had come to see. These days, many children flocked to this room to hear the melodic voice of Castiel reading from the frayed pages of one of his companion’s extensive collection of stories.

Cuddled up together on a surprisingly comfortable red couch, they peered up into Castiel’s scarlet eyes. He smiled back at them, wispy strands of snow white hair tickling his lips. “What story would you like me to read today? Macbeth?”

The two siblings shared a conspiratorial glance. Karan, the sister, nodded and turned her attention back to Castiel. “Actually, we were hoping you could tell us one of your own stories.”

“My stories?”

“Yeah… the one about how you and Dean met,” the little boy mumbled, playing with the frayed hem of his shirt.

To their relief, Castiel didn’t seem to be offended by their request. Of course, the only way you could possibly upset him was if you insulted Dean. Everyone knew that a single comment could land you six feet beneath the ground. He could actually be pretty scary when he wanted to be.

“I suppose,” Castiel chuckled softly, “I’ve never actually done this before, though, so bear with me.”

“That’s fine,” the two chimed in unison. Excited, they snuggled even closer to Castiel, propping their elbows on each of the young man’s thighs. People listened to Castiel read from novels and plays all the time, but not once had anyone asked to hear about his own history.

“Alright, well, I was only twelve years old when we first met…”

read the rest over on ao3 ➸

[skyestiel]

MY NEW ICON OH MY GOD I CRY EVERY TIME

nezzzuuumiiiiii 

should I use an eremin header or nezushi one? like the one I have now?