#olivecave

[cloudabserk]

Your art is so cute!! It just makes me smile ya know? :') I was just wondering if you were in any other fandoms before IT bc your art looks very familiar to me for some reason (in a good way) Also, are you on instagram at all? I'd love to follow you there!

Thank you!! no i’ve never posted any fan art for other fandoms before, i was never really active on here before, like, october. and im not on instagram, but you’re the not the first person to ask that so i know i should probably make one. if i ever do i’ll post the link here

[luftballons99]

I came for the Good Omens, I fuckin STAYED for the Broadchurch!!!!

right on

[wigglebox]

olivecave replied to your photoset: drsilverfish: postmodernmulticoloredcloak: ...

I love bi Dean as much as the next guy but…. it’s literally a bone…. people know bones have two balls on either end right??? It’s like Cain’s blade, that was made out of a jaw bone, this is made of bone as well… it’s not a dick reference ;-; any knife is technically shaped like a dick so you could say this about any character ever.

bruh let us make dick jokes okay it’s season 14 we earned it 

[raakxhyr]

Omg @olivecave Sara has it on her desk while the boys are out I'm-

[incorrectunsolvedquotes]

Pretty sure the "Allow me, locks are my speciality" is from TrollHunters...

I’ll change the source right away thank you xx

[tfwbigbang]

Title: Vitae, Mortem, Essentia Author: PaperAnn Artist: @olivecave Pairings: Dean Winchester/Castiel, Sam Winchester/Gabriel Rating: Explicit Word Count: 51k Warnings: No Archive Warning Apply Summary: When God made humans, Death made Reapers—ushers between Heaven and Hell and devoted operatives since the dawn of time. There’s a hierarchy, an order, and the Reapers are assigned souls who match well with their individual classifications.

While Reapers live in solidarity, awaiting their next assignment, three unlikely agents of Death connect due to…unique circumstance. And their friendship is downright unheard of.

Dean and Castiel are perfectly content with the job, but Sam is weary. As a Misericordia Reaper, he uses soft words and compassion to lead the special gone-too-soon souls to the other side. He sees beauty in humanity, feels anger in their God, but more than anything: he wants the chance to be one of them.

The concept of Existence for a Reaper is unprecedented but Sam craves it, needing to get out before he cracks.

Although it’s a shock to Dean, he’ll support and follow his friends anywhere, even to a life on Earth. The thing is Castiel is a Probitas Reaper: he’s only led those to the Gates of Hell. He can’t comprehend Sam’s idiotic idea since he’s only known the the depraved and the wicked.

They’ve always been inseparable, bonded, a family—but this may be enough to break them.

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[plushievash]

❌ Now I have to know :)

send me a ❌ for a government assigned kin

the mayor from the nightmare before christmas

[paperannxo]

Author: PaperAnn Artist: @olivecave Rating: Explicit Pairing: Dean Winchester/Castiel, Gabriel/Sam Winchester, Dean & Sam & Castiel are BFFs Word Count: 49.5k Warnings/Tags: Alternate Universe - Reapers, World Building, Explicit Sexual Content, Awkward Sexual Situations, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, First Times, Angst, Comedy and Fluff, Plot, Cas is a stubborn ass, Gabriel Tries to Fix things, Angelic Bonding/Grace Bond, Angst with a Happy Ending   Summary: When God made humans, Death made Reapers—ushers between Heaven and Hell and devoted operatives since the dawn of time. There’s a hierarchy, an order, and the Reapers are assigned souls who match well with their individual classifications. While Reapers live in solidarity, awaiting their next assignment, three unlikely agents of Death connect due to…unique circumstance. And their friendship is downright unheard of. Dean and Castiel are perfectly content with the job, but Sam is weary. As a Misericordia Reaper, he uses soft words and compassion to lead the special gone-too-soon souls to the other side. He sees beauty in humanity, feels anger in their God, but more than anything: he wants the chance to be one of them. The concept of Existence for a Reaper is unprecedented but Sam craves it, needing to get out before he fucking cracks. Although it’s a shock to Dean, he’ll support and follow his friends anywhere, even to a life on Earth. The thing is - Castiel is a Probitas Reaper: he’s only led those sick, waste-of-space humans to the Gates of Hell. He can’t comprehend Sam’s idiotic idea since he’s only known the the depraved and the wicked. They’ve always been inseparable, bonded, a family—but this may be enough to break them.