#pleeeeaaaasse

[breizhbaguette]

WHAT IS HAPPENING ???

[niccage]

[homoqueerjewhobbit]

Can we get a special Parks and Rec minisode of a Pawnee zoom townhall where the idiot villagers try to convince Leslie et al to lift the shelter at home order early?

[stupidinspadesconstantine]

Starter for @hastam-ab-fatum:

Hell had lived up to its name. John was beginning to think that he wasn’t getting out of here. He could only kill so many demons on his own, and the protection magic he’d cast upon himself was beginning to wear thin. He’d made a deal to get here, and another one to get Astra out, but neither had included giving himself an exit from this place.

All he had left was his wits. He was exhausted and doubted that he could summon the energy for another spell, even a basic one, especially since he was bleeding from a deep wound in his shoulder. He had the soul of a small girl in his arms, the soul of Astra Logue, who had never deserved to be here in the first place.

He had found himself in a network of caves, dodging the lesser demons who Nergal had sent after him when he snatched Astra’s soul from her prison. Which was how he came to be here, with Astra’s dark haired head tucked against his good shoulder. She was thinner than he remembered and now had haunted eyes that spoke of years of torment. It hurt him to even look at her, but he wouldn’t turn away now. This was his mistake and it was now time to fix it.

He pressed himself back against the wall.

“John...” said Astra, worry evident in her voice.

“Shush, love. I promised that I’d get you out of here and I always keep my promises,” he whispered, even though he really wasn’t sure of that right now. He couldn’t leave her here, and he would fight with everything that he had to stop Nergal taking Astra back.

From further down the passageway he heard the heavy thuds of Nergal’s hideous footsteps. The Greater Demon had come himself to find hunt them, and that wasn’t a good sign. Not only that, but John realised that he’d taken a wrong turn and they had no where to go. All he could do was hide here and hope that Nergal missed them. That didn’t seem like a very likely outcome right now. Nergal had the perceptive sight and sense of smell of a lord of Hell. They were as good as found.

The Great Demon cried out. “Constantine! I know you’re here and that you took my prize. If you hand her back now then I might be persuaded to just tear you limb from limb, rather than subjecting you to all the various tortures of Hell before I tear you limb from limb! Then I’ll revive you and do it all again, just so that I can see you suffer over and over.”

The demon’s voice sounded like like a deep, dark well, full of hatred, despair and oozing poison. John had hoped never to hear that voice again, but he’d always known he’d have to confront Nergal at some point.

John pressed himself back against the wall. He ran through all the magic that he knew in his mind, and none of it was powerful enough on its own to give Nergal more than a scratch. He needed help.

“Destiny,” he murmured. “I know you’re listening, because you always sodding are. If you want to keep your end of our deal then I could do with a hand.”

He paused.

“Please.”

It was added begrudgingly, but meant none-the-less.

[thegatheringhearth]

Is it too cliché to yearn for a cozy craftsman-style home nestled in a foggy mountain town in the Pacific Northwest where I run a local bookstore and sit with my cat by the hearth each night?

[sleepykitty344]

I.Want.A.Boyfriend!

[inwhichalex]

Emoji ft. Bram singing "Kiss the Boy"???

[holey-ghost]

Send me asks n stuff so I can avoid talking to my stepdad in the car !!!!