Soon Castiel, Balthazar, and Gabriel huddled around the three of you, reading the page you freaked out over. You were worried that you had been overreacting. However reading something like that both surprised and scared you. You walked away from the group of men to sit down at the table farthest from them. You rubbed your face in your hands.
Gabriel came up behind you, rubbing your shoulders with his hands. The archangel pressed a kiss to your cheek. He knew this had to be stressful for you. It wasn’t every day that someone finds out they’re this special creation. “I know this is all knew for you [Y/N]. You said we were doing this together, so that’s what we’re gonna do,” Gabriel promised.
*To Get Low* - I really should'nttrust myself cause without God I’m nothin but dust myself So full of pride I disgust myself so I stay tryna crucify and crush myself I ain’t tryna say I hate myself but my sin nature got me tryin praise myself So I get low, prostrate myself And pray to God that I don’t play myself, yeah Folks actin like Nebuchanezzar Like they feet don’t stink like they got it together God have to break em down put em back together Cause he looks to the humble to find his pleasure Whether, we missin hub caps or roll on dubs The Earth is the footstool of God above Check Isaiah 66 and face it bruh We only significant because he raised us up To get low - LeCrae “Get Low”
The 50s!AU I’ve been promising to write, complete with greaser!Peter and goodgirl!Wendy.
Note, I actually did some research into this because I didn’t know a whole lot about greaser subculture, slang, fashion et cetera and hoooooly shit am I hooked.
Peter Pan, leader of the Lost Boys gang, develops a slightly manic obsession with Wendy Darling, the only girl – or boy, for that matter – to tell him exactly where to go, after he tries to recruit her half-brother, Baelfire.
What ensues is the notorious Pan trying to win her over using cheesy pick-up lines, his bad-boy charm and flowers, of all things – much to the amusement of his fellow gang members.
Basically just a shameless, gratuitous excuse for me to write about Peter smoking and pining after his Wendy-bird.
1978 Chevrolet Opala de Luxo & (Mine) 1977 Chevrolet Opala Especial.
Even my Opala being from the late 70s, Chevrolet from Brazil kept the 60s design until 1979. So I try to make it look even more from 60s, with the white wall tires, wheels with the same color of the car and “dog dish” hub caps..
Next changes will be a new carpet with the console removal, Hurst shifter Stick and Knob.
Charles Kinney (top), fiddle maker and player, and Noah Kinney (bottom), hub cap banjo player and maker. These brothers were folk artists and musicians who spent their lives creating and reveling in Appalachian culture in Kentucky. They died six months apart in 1991.
Mabel is a 1965 AMC Ambassador 990 station wagon with a 327 V8, working AC, original steel wheel/hub caps and white walls, and even a trailer hitch! Love those stacked headlights! How could it get any better? Well, Mabel is for sale and the asking price is $24,000…..so I guess it could be a little better…..
Is anyone else curious as to how it stays on? Apparently there isn’t a surgery, like I imagine Ironwood had to have, it’s just a prosthetic arm. Maybe Aura holds it on? Is it a strap in a lower compartment of the box we couldn’t see? Is the hub cap in her teaser image magnetic? How will this withstand her mighty punches?! And when will she paint fire decals over it?!