I wish We Reap What We Sow were longer. I'm too attached to the plot and the characterizations are too perfect ugh. Write moooooore~
aHH thank you <33 I’ve actually got another sidestory sketched out (I’ve got like the plot for three of those….), I just need to write it down now! So expect an update soon~ Maybe tonight even, if I can get this done quickly.
okay if MID has a cast of all women and it’s a witchcraft themes game … aaaahhgghhhhhahhhhhhh they better not be pulling some of that gender essentialist “witchcraft is inherent to womanhood” shit because I am not having any of it. the witchcraft scene is still so stuck in second wave feminism and it makes me sick. I so hope I’m wrong and that this possibly set around Halloween game in Salem doesn’t have any of that bullshit in it cause it could be really perfect ugh UGH ugh
if any of u little shits are complaining about fall out boys new sound u need to take that large spiky dildo out of ur asshole and realize that all y'all complained about fob being on hiatus so be grateful this has been a psa bye
John finds them curled up on the couch when he comes back from a late night hunt. It lasts longer then it has to, but the ghost is gone, and that's all he cares about. The television is on, playing some rerun of Star Trek. He snorts at the stupidity of Dean's vice, and shuts it off. Dean is laid out on the couch, on his back, and he takes a moment to realize that Sam is flopped on top. Dean's arm is curled around him, protective, and John huffs, throws a blanket on them, and goes to shower.
ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh this is actually perfect and I love you