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Music makes everything that much better! 

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Preps for the apocalypse:

THINGS YOU WILL NEED:
•A Weapon. Whether it be a knife or gun, you will always need a weapon on you.
•Salt. Put it on your windows, pockets, food, etc. Bathe in the crap.
•Iron. Don’t have any? Ohh the irony… We’ll find some!
•Paint. Needed for protective symbols and such.
•TOILET PAPER. HOARDE IT LIKE ITS GOLD
•A partenter. Someone one else to help you. Trust me. You need them.
Shelter. AVOID MAJOR CITIES. BAD IDEA. Half of the population will be possessed. Go in and loot later.
•Non-refrigerated food.
•Somewhere to get water, when you run out. Notice I said when, not if.
•Walkie talkies. Don’t get separated but in case.
•Holy water, a bible and water guns. Use the bible to learn how to make the water holy, then put it in the water gun.
•HOARD PADS, TAMPONS, ETC. STORE CHOCOLATE OR WHATEVER UOU USUALLY CRAVE. KEEP A DRAWER FULL OF MIDOL. THIS INCLUDES GUYS. YOU COULD RUN INTO A GIRL WHO NEEDS SHELTER. JUST BE A GENTLEMAN AND DO IT.
•First aid. ALOT OF KITS.

Add on as needed. If you take regular medication. This is a reminder to take it now, and make sure you are filled for the upcoming apocalypse. Now, for some exorcisms.

The most detailed exorcisms we’ve seen used in Supernatural so far are the ones that Sam uses in the season 3 episode ‘Jus in Bello’ - there were three exorcisms used in that episode:

Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis legio, omnis congregatio et secta diabolica
(This was the first exorcism)

Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis legio, et secta diabolica,
Ergo draco maledicte et sectio
Ergo draco maledicte et legio secta diabolica
Ut Ecclésiam tuam secúra tibi fácias servire libertáte, te rogámus, audi nos.
(This was the exorcism for Agent Henrickson)

Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis legio, omnis congregatio et secta diabolica

Ergo, draco maledicte et omnis legio diabolica, adjuramus te,
cessa decipere humanas creaturas, eisque æternæ perditionìs venenum propinare
Vade, satana, inventor et magister omnis fallaciæ, hostis humanæ salutis,
Humiliare sub potenti manu Dei, contremisce et effuge, invocato a nobis sancto et terribili Nomini
quem inferi tremunt
Ab insidiis diaboli, libera nos, Domine.

Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis legio, omnis congregatio et secta diabolica

Ergo, draco maledicte et omnis legio diabolica, adjuramus te … cessa decipere humanas creaturas, eisque æternæ perditionìs venenum propinare

Ut Ecclesiam tuam secura tibi facias libertate servire, te rogamus, audi nos.
(This is from the mass exorcism at the end)

Here is the official English translation of a Rite of Exorcism - though I don’t think the full exorcism was used in Supernatural only bits of it:

I cast you out, unclean spirit, along with every Satanic power of the enemy, every spectre from hell, and all your fell companions; in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ. Begone and stay far from this creature of God. For it is He who commands you, He who flung you headlong from the heights of heaven into the depths of hell. It is He who commands you, He who once stilled the sea and the wind and the storm. Hearken, therefore, and tremble in fear, Satan, you enemy of the faith, you foe of the human race, you begetter of death, you robber of life, you corrupter of justice, you root of all evil and vice; seducer of men, betrayer of the nations, instigator of envy, font of avarice, fomentor of discord, author of pain and sorrow. Why, then, do you stand and resist, knowing as you must that Christ the Lord brings your plans to nothing? Fear Him, who in Isaac was offered in sacrifice, in Joseph sold into bondage, slain as the paschal lamb, crucified as man, yet triumphed over the powers of hell. Begone, then, in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Give place to the Holy Spirit by this sign of the holy cross of our Lord Jesus Christ, who lives and reigns with the Father and the Holy Spirit, God, forever and ever.

Therefore, I adjure you every unclean spirit, every spectre from hell, every satanic power, in the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, who was led into the desert after His baptism by John to vanquish you in your citadel, to cease your assaults against the creature whom He has, formed from the slime of the earth for His own honor and glory; to quail before wretched man, seeing in him the image of almighty God, rather than his state of human frailty. Yield then to God, who by His servant, Moses, cast you and your malice, in the person of Pharaoh and his army, into the depths of the sea. Yield to God, who, by the singing of holy canticles on the part of David, His faithful servant, banished you from the heart of King Saul. Yield to God, who condemned you in the person of Judas Iscariot, the traitor. For He now flails you with His divine scourges, He in whose sight you and your legions once cried out: “What have we to do with you, Jesus, Son of the Most High God? Have you come to torture us before the time?” Now He is driving you back into the everlasting fire, He who at the end of time will say to the wicked: “Depart from me, you accursed, into the everlasting fire which has been prepared for the devil and his angels.” For you, 0 evil one, and for your followers there will be worms that never die. An unquenchable fire stands ready for you and for your minions, you prince of accursed murderers, father of lechery, instigator of sacrileges, model of vileness, promoter of heresies, inventor of every obscenity.

Depart, then, impious one, depart, accursed one, depart with all your deceits, for God has willed that man should be His temple. Why do you still linger here? Give honor to God the Father almighty, before whom every knee must bow. Give place to the Lord Jesus Christ, who shed His most precious blood for man. Give place to the Holy Spirit, who by His blessed apostle Peter open


Good luck out there.

okay but Painter!Harry + Collector!Draco AU

• Harry Potter is a highly respected name in the world of arts; his renowned abstract paintings are absolutely mesmerizing and gorgeous. Even the Queen of England loves his paintings (and has a wall dedicated to them back at the Buckingham Palace).

• Draco Malfoy is a wealthy collector and lover of anything and everything that has got to do with sophisticated artworks and masterpieces. He is known for choosing only the very best paintings. Draco is extremely in love with Harry’s paintings, of course.

• Draco always bid for Harry’s paintings but due to the high demand of his artworks, he never got them—even with his vast network of connections.

• One day, Draco saw a painting of Harry’s that he really really really loved and he was more than willing to shell out millions of pounds for it.

• The name of the painting was “[Iridescent]”, which was French, reminded him of his Black heritage.

• He went to the auction with his pockets (metaphorically) overflowing with money. He was determined to get what he wanted and Malfoys never lose to anyone.

• What he didn’t expect is to actually see Harry Potter in person! He’s been to quite a handful of auctions but never has the painter actually joined the event.

• And bloody hell, Harry Potter was even more gorgeous in person.

• He was wearing a white shirt splattered with paint and ripped jeans. Although everyone else in the room was wearing formal clothes—including Draco, he didn’t seem to notice at all. He was lounging comfortably on a couch by the stage; he had a sort of goofy smile on his face. His raven black hair was properly messy and his shockingly green eyes lit up his already face attractive face. He looked like someone who didn’t know just how sexy he was, which turned Draco on more than it should’ve.

• God, Harry Potter’s presence sealed the deal. He was going to get the fucking painting if it was the last thing he ever did.

• And Draco did get the painting.

• After the auction, Draco “accidentally"—at least he swore it was accidental—bumped into Harry on his way out of the fancy events place.

• “So sorry,” Draco mumbled, steadying them both by placing his hands on Harry’s shoulders.

• Draco could smell Harry. He smelled just like art would if it had a smell at all—lovely and divine.

• For a few seconds, which seemed like eternity, Draco and Harry stood there.

• Harry broke the silence by coughing awkwardly and letting go.

• “Mr. Draco Malfoy, right?” said Harry politely, blushing. “I’m glad that you’ve taken a liking for my painting.”

• “Please. Call me Draco,” he replied firmly. “And you’re welcome. Everyone has taken a liking for it.”

• Harry smiled a little embarrassedly, running a hand through his hair. “Apparently, yeah. Nice to meet you, Draco.”

• “And I you.”

• A little later that day, after a coffee shop "date”, Draco gave Harry his number strictly for “business” purposes.

• This gave way to their cute and romantic relationship.

• One day, while cuddling in bed naked (and possibly other things), Harry murmurs fondly, “You’re my masterpiece. And you’re much more beautiful than any artwork out there.”

SOMEBODY WRITE THIS FIC PLEASE 

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2.6 miles in, I wanted to quit, because this beauty of a trail is one of the hardest in the god forsaken valley. but… i did not quit. Do you see that top picture? Yeah, 5 miles of both steep and gradual climbs (some of which i had to do in a brisk walk, instead of a run) and 5 miles down. pure, glorious torture. 

10 miles today, 30 miles so far this week. and right now? man, food is fucking great and so is the high. 

Who sleeps, really? If you’re a proper adult person in the 21st century, how can you relax, at all? Your mind keeps churning. You think, “What if this thing happens?! What if that thing happens?! What if they happen together?! What if I lose my job?! I hate my fucking job! But what if I lose it?” Your mind is a hive of worms. And worms don’t live in a hive, so it already feels unnatural.
—  Dylan Moran | Yeah, Yeah (2011)