i am bored :)


                                                              human beings in a mob
                                                                what’s a mob to a king

ADAPOCALYPSE (guys I did a thing)


*Cue dramatic music*

On 20th/21st August, a distant cry of the forgotten brother’s army was heard. Tumblr, well, trembled with anticipation and fear as the Adam jokes started to roll in one by one. The forgotten part of the supernatural fandom- the one that had lurked in the darkest depths of the family had arisen. Adam’s existence was taken into consideration and the people voiced their concerns and doubts.

Adam Milligan: Will he ever come back?
How do you think he’s doing in hell?
What is his opinion on his brothers?
Do they even remember him?

Tumblr was flooded with various types of memes and jokes. Some made fun of the third winchester brother, while others cried for their poor baby’.

It is not known as to why no one ever bought Adam back, but we do know that the adapocalypse will either end as a legacy or in tragedy.


Music from Napoleon’s coronation, in which “May the Emperor live forever!” is sung repeatedly.

trickster-angel-of-healing  asked:

"What's your name? My name's Seraphina, but daddy calls me Sera. You have cool hair."

𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖑 in question looked down at the little girl, papers in hand momentarily forgotten. Seraphina….That was the little girl that Raphael frequently gushed over, much to the young half-fallen’s chagrin. 

 𝕱𝖔𝖗 𝖆 𝖇𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖋 𝖒𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙, he wondered if he should lie about who he was, but decided against it. Raphael would call him something else if he saw him and if she happened to be there….Not to mention, there was no way one so young could know how being the son of the Prime Minister of Heaven meant, so it wasn’t like he had a good reason to anyway. 

“My name is Cassiel. It’s nice to meet you.” 

The Sun Goes Down ((OPEN RP STARTER))

It wasn’t unusual for Glitch to be sitting under the cliff on the shore below it, the large waves crashing up against the sand as he let his mind wander into the deepest cracks and crevasses of his thoughts. He had finally gotten away from Static, who had been terribly protective and clingy since they were separated, and ran off to watch the sunset like he used to.

He sat quietly, humming ‘Happy’ by Marina and the Diamonds as he did so, keeping his eyes focused on the water as the light from the sun danced along the waves. ‘It’s stunning’, he thought with a small smile, his eyes changing colours to match the sunset. The sky was a mess of dark blues, faded pinks, and orange glow. He loved it. He adored it. He wanted to capture it in a bottle and keep it all to himself. He couldn’t, though.

As he watched the sun begin to dip down into the sparkling blue water, the moon starting to rise behind him, he heard the strange sound of footsteps wandering across the sand. At first he expected it to be Static, so he turned around with a small glare, but then he saw who it really was.

“Hi…” Glitch said quietly, smiling warmly. Almost as warm as the sunset.

Sitting at the bar, a spot he’s been occupying for a couple of hours now. He sighed as he finished yet another bottle of whiskey. Letting out a soft giggle, the pain he was in disappeard the second the liquid went down his throat. Sighing, he looked down at his notepad and continued writing the song he was making for his violin, not noticing that someone was watching him.