Still trying to figure out who I am.
Talk to me
Reblogged from archangejolras
“You talked to one of my lieutenants. He has, over the years, played the role repeatedly and with great conviction. More often than not, he’s done so to protect my identity. Other times, it was because I suspected a potential client might.. struggle with my gender. As if men had a monopoly on murder.”
let me explain to you how genius the deconstruction of Irene Adler is because in making her a conscious manipulation; an artful and purposeful creation by moriarty in order to ensnare sherlock they have destroyed The Woman; the one individual who eclipsed the whole of her sex and at whose feet Sherlock fell they’ve taken the goddess down off her pillar and revealed the woman in the fridge was a doll all along Irene Adler is only a story; can only ever be a story; because there is no Woman only women and they are villains as well as heroines and they are clever even when they make mistakes and they can hold the world together whether to take advantage of it or to save it for the people they love but there is no Woman there never could be and Sherlock had to learn that elementary the best goddamn show your favs could never
Reblogged from thecorruptedquietone
dad’s on a hunting trip and he hasn’t been home in a couple millennia
OH LOOK. METATRON MADE A POST
“Metratron” has replaced “Satan” on this website so quickly
Satan was at least charming
Metatron should have picked a better looking vessel
Reblogged from boazpriestly
That lovely speech of Metatron’s
“But really, really… it was your storytelling. That is the true flower of free will, at least as you’ve mastered it so far. When you create stories, you become gods of tiny intricate dimensions unto themselves. So many worlds. I have read as much as it’s possible for an angel to read, and I haven’t caught up…”
That’s Edlund’s love letter to the show’s fan-fiction; the scribe of God entranced by all the tributary stories, running off in “tiny intricate dimensions”.
And he left so many lovely threads to play with.
Who was Cas, in rebellious life-times past?
How did Dean run up to Cas on the road and take care of him?
What really happend on that farty donkey trip when Sam and Dean were kids?
How was it, when Dean read to Sam and fed him stew by making aeroplane mouthfuls with the spoon when they were young?
And already, all over my dash, people are writing them. Tiny intricate dimensions…
Reblogged from castiel-counts-deans-freckles
#look at him #god made him special #he made cas different #there isn’t a flaw in the design #cas was built a different model for a reason #it was so that the programmning wouldn’t take #god made one upgraded angel with unlimited saves and restarts #because he needed one angel to look out for humanity #cas isn’t broken #he’s just right #god couldn’t trust the archangels #or the upper level management #instead he put all of HIS faith into a foot soldier #too much heart isn’t castiel’s problem #it’s his purpose