crap isn't it

anonymous asked:

Do you think the cas death scene would have been a tiny bit more touchy feely if Jensen directed it?

DUDE IF JENSEN DIRECTED IT IT WOULD HAVE ENDED UP WITH HIM GIVING HIM A 30 MINUTE LONG KISS OF LIFE AND TAKING HIM HOME TO DEMONSTRATE HOW GLORIOUS MEMORY FOAM IS.

ON CAMERA.

source: @weallneedcastiel

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Soulmate.

He still remembered the looks full of pity he received whenever his friends saw his empty wrists.



He had a soulmate.

Knowing that the person who was supposed to love and cherish him unconditionally was simply not there was— right beside the absence of his parents in his life— the most painful thing that could have happened to him.

Merlin. He had an actual soulmate!

Whereas his first instincts had been to panic, there was now an indescribable feeling of hope and longing bubbling in his chest.

Because, if the words on his wrists were anything to go by, his soulmate had been waiting for him just as much as he had for them.

You’re here. You’re finally here. Thought you were dead. You…

Never mind that the familiarity of those letters still caused an inexplainable rush of anxiety to run through his body.

With newfound determination, Harry Potter followed his new head of house, a certain Professor Slughorn, down into the dungeons until they were standing in front of the entrance to the Slytherin common room.

Maybe this insane mission Dumbledore had sent him on wouldn’t turn out to be so bad after all. At least he could, besides trying to get useful information out of Riddle, try to find his soulmate.

The first thing he noticed about entering the common room was that nothing had really changed from what he could still remember from second year. It was still gloomy, the lake right outside the windows still cast green shadows upon the walls and there was a small fire crackling in the hearth.

He tried to ignore the constant dripping sound echoing throughout room but that still didn’t prevent the flashes of dark chambers and black serpents to dance before his eyes.

The second thing he noticed was that all eyes were on him.
Every person that had been reading, chatting or simply dozing off before was now staring at Harry.

“Listen up, everyone! This-” a hand was placed on his shoulder “is Harry Potter. He’s a transfer student and I am proud tho say that he has been sorted into our house.”

There were quiet whispers traded back and forth now.
Curious expressions on the other’s faces.

But as of now Harry was glad to say that he hadn’t spotted Riddle, yet.

He let his fingers ghost over his wrist. Internally wrestling with the impulse to check it again for any new words.

“… Now, without much further ado, I ask all of you to be kind to our new addition. But maybe someone could volunteer to be Harry’s guide for the first few days until he knows where his classes are and has become a little more familiar with this new environment?” Slughorn let his gaze wander over the crowd questioningly.

Although Harry suspected that he was actually searching for someone specific whom he expected to answer.

His musings proved to be correct when every student simultaneously turned their head the slightest bit in the same direction and a few stepped aside to let a rather tall, brunet male through, whose blue eyes were fixed on his in a predatory manner.

He wished those flashbacks would just s t o p but he simply couldn’t tune out the low hissing of Parseltongue and the sound of snake skin dragging itself across wet stones and oh Merlin Ginny was-

“-Tom Riddle.”

Harry blinked. Slightly perplexed when the dark-lord-to-be inclined his head in a polite nod.

There was a pause.

“Harry. Harry Potter.” He answered eventually. Trying to ignore the tingling on his wrist and the unnerving glint in the other’s eyes.

As well as the bile attempting to claw up his throat at the close proximity of the future-mass-murderer.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Harry Potter.” Then, like an afterthought. “I’m sure we will get along just fine.”

Yeah. Maybe when hell freezes over and Salazar Slytherin starts step dancing on top of the astronomy tower in a pink skirt.

Without waiting for an answer, Riddle turned around— apparently expecting Harry to follow— and strutted off into the general direction of one of the staircases leading further down into the dungeons.

That realization was accompanied by a sharp tug of panic and a thought that hadn’t even occurred to him until now.

Was there maybe more than just one path leading into the Chamber of Secrets?

Rip. Tear. Kill. Let me kill.
No no no nonononononono-

A sudden wave of calm and reassurance washed over Harry and he released a breath he hadn’t even noticed he was holding.

The still new soul bond inside his mind was vibrating with poorly concealed worry and there was a moment’s worth of confusion before he caught on.

His soulmate had felt his distress and had tried to comfort him.

But that was supposed to be impossible.

He hadn’t even met his soulmate yet. The bond shouldn’t be that strong.

Harry cast a quick glance down at his wrist, catching the hastily scribbled phrases of:

Are you okay? Did something happen? Merlin forbid if something happened….

He ripped his gaze away from the words to turn his attention back to Riddle.

Never turn your back to the enemy.
He had learned that lesson the hard way.

But the other hadn’t moved an inch either. Standing before the staircase with a deep frown on his face and something akin to restlessness in his eyes.

Then his gaze settled back on Harry and his expression smoothed over. “I apologize. I spaced out there for a second. Now, shall we? The boy’s dorm is just down there and we need to get you settled in quickly if we want to get to dinner on time.”

“…right.”

With a foreboding sense of doom, Harry followed the Dark-Lord-to-be down the stairs.

This time effectively shutting out the unwelcome images triggered by the dark stone walls encasing them.

What he couldn’t quite shut out, however, was the soft humming of soothing emotions bleeding over the bond, and suddenly he thought that, just maybe, fate didn’t hate him so much after all.


- Tomarry [Soulmate + Time Tavel AU (part 2)]

Part 1

Question time!

Be honest, who would your Summoner S-support?