❝┊accepting —– meme

     one.

                             If given a choice between saving the life of one person, or saving
   the life of many, what would they choose? How would they feel about it?

cas would like to believe that it would be
the lives of many that he’d save, and he
would. but there are people he’s sentimen-
tal of. people he wouldn’t leave to die
even if there were the lives of hundreds
at stake.

     two.

                            What is their opinion on fights? Can personal issues be
              solved better through diplomacy, or through violence.

born a warrior, created as angel. there is much
conflict in regard of physical violence, but if it needs
to be done then that’s how it is going to be.
  however, this one also depends on what point in
castiel’s timeline we are speaking of. earlier he
would do it at command, then when it’s necessary,
and at one point he even absolutely abstains
from fighting. that changes later again when he
is forced to use violence again.

     three.

                            What matters more: accomplishing a goal, or the process of
                                                                                 accomplishing a goal?

both. because even the best intentions could
turn obscure when you take the wrong way to
make those come true.

     four.

                            The “interrupting the wedding vows” question: how selfish are
           they in regards to their loved ones? If their significant other was getting
                        married, would they gatecrash the wedding?

cas would probably never openly admit to this,
not entirely, but he can be incredibly selfish when it
comes to the people he loves. he’d do anything for
them, though, so he would also sit still and
silent when they choose to walk the path of life
with someone else..

watch me m8

        [CONFIRMED.]

     FOR YEARS AND YEARS–—

   as he’s been wandering a rocky road, not the way of life but a path that
lead nowhere unforeseeable.  the least of grace in itself and a crooked
 smile of its burning white. and he was uncertain, with shaking knees just
               as unheard pleas lost and caught in the back of his throat.

   and it was the line or perhaps what lies behind the line between
freedom and faith that made him fear. for FEAR of the unknown
     that few angels ever touched, o, embraced with all they had and
             were to be damned beyond eternity.

  ‘     –—–i know.

    IT WAS A LONE WAY,

                               a blind way with bitter endings.
         it was what he was afraid of. all that it would take to find the
           guts and fortitude and what would get lost over the courage
                 to search for what could not be fathomed.

but for shared history and the miles they walked, could he not be
    brave? was he not ready to take that LEAP to freedom..? so with
  hollow bones and chest he stood like at the edge of a cliff,
                  his only choices being falling forward or going back.

                                               (was all of that he had faith in meant to corrode?)

          ‘    maybe i do now.

                            and maybe––– he fell long ago.

pl S omf sure i can’t tag only one person ok?? this time i’m going to go
with my precious wives which just happen to be royal cheese and a carp!!

                                   imprxssme / ohthatshowitis

caro, carpo, el carpa…
i’ve given you a lot of carp related names, obviously, but it will never change the fact that you’re the only fish in the sea that was meant for me. you are dolphinately one of the most precious human beings i have encountered in my life. you are so passionate about everything you’re doing, be it writing or cooking or just talking about what you enjoy. there seariously are only few other people who i can claim of to love as much as you, my lovely wifey <3 i’m also incredibly grateful for the fact that you will probably be putting up with all those fish puns, caro u v u it was my opportunity to combine my love for you with god awful jokes <3

                                           drippingredledgers

now, this may seem cheesy, but you and carpo are the ones that i never get tired of. starting from the stevetanic jokes and your dubbed name, ‘Queen Cheese’, to the nonsense talk in ungodly hours and getting incredibly invested in our characters. there is not a thing about talking to you that i don’t enjoy. and even if there’s a topic that’s nacho or my cup of tea, we always get along on it. there’s not a single thing or person i would trade you for, ‘cause you’re most definitely the most lovely and warmhearted person i could ever imagine <3 please never change, and always remember that once we’re in hell we’ll be the most badass queens that perdition had ever seen u v u

pLS this is too kind my dear faceless friend  (;∀ ;  
//i’m also trash for nearly forgetting to answer this
om f but we don’t speak about that ok

i’m gonna break the rules and talk about two people though, because i’m a rebel like that.

                                      maybeicansavesomeone​​

i don’t even know where to begin with her okay bC LBR. ami is among the first people i have talked to when i made my (first) castiel. and honestly, she’s also one of the people i just cannot get tired of talking to!! i also absolutely adore her oc. allie is so incredibly lovely and can be the sweetest of the sweet, but also takes no shit when it comes to her loved ones which is absolutely fantastic!! the idea and the writing are so original, the character beautiful and thorough, and super three-dimensional which is one of the most important things!! there are edges, and perhaps smooth is not the right word to use, but that is what makes her so amazing <3

                                            compromisedasset​

sARAH oh my go d ok where do i even start?? there’s been like at least 2 months that i’ve been scared to the bone when it came to talking to her, because she’s just that amazing alrighT. it was when i made raina that we first started really speaking, and honestly she is such a sweetheart i cannot begin to explain what a lovely dork she is!! aND THAT’S NOT EVEN IT OK like h old your horses here fellas, because sarah’s writing is perfection incarnated. there’s so much feeling in it, so much emotion and spirit and soul dedicated to what she is laying down on paper (or screen) that every sentence just oozes of it. in a good way, of course!! there is also not many buckys i can say of that their characterization is on point, but sarah here has definitely mastered every aspect of her muse, and understands this poor soul to the very core.

         words can by far not explain my love for these two people, but i could
                     honestly go on and on and on about just why i adore them so much (ʃƪ ˘ ³˘)

                              THE WAY HIS voice dropped and the look on his face
                                could resemble castiel’s own downfall, if it hadn’t been for
                               every minute he’s spent with the winchester. this, it was the
                               sound of capitulation. of sacrifice to family and war that
                                    dean had taught to never give up on.

       THERE WAS NO GRACE in his surrender,

–—–no peace nor harmony with the slate of his life.  only
weariness in eyes that had seen too much. and just the tear in
  what was left of his soul.  perhaps dean was right to assume—
  in a place that allowed to sum up his life and to call this an end,
but for the path he had chosen with every step he made,
     and for the hunter’s honor and the battle behind his ribs,
       this was not where the footsteps shall end.

    ‘      yes–—— but now is not the time.

        take it off of me,

                     ––—NOW!!

      NOT HUMANITY, but all that got lost with it.

clouds were gathered at once blue skies, covering the heights
as a reminder to what and where he’s now denied.      and if it
wasn’t  for  near all of his kind to experience a similar  fate  it
would have been too easy        to believe this being HEAVEN
mocking him for all of his mistakes. but it was also the fatality
of those.        it was his actions’ aftermath that condemned not
only castiel to his downfall,  but also all of which he tried to fix,
 to PROTECT of all this..

                       and, sometimes, good intensions aren’t enough.

BY  NOW  THE  LACK  of  angelic  powers  has  made  itself
apparent. he could feel bones and ribs poke into his flesh, and
a   mattress   of   concrete  ground  make   one   after   another
uncomfortable impression each night.

   ‘     not humanity, but all that comes with it. 

O,   HOPELESSLY LOST,      once again, this time with bags
under his eyes and a pit in his stomach, the angel’s wings not
clipped  but WHOLLY REMOVED.   and a new weight placed
on his shoulders to bear, and guilt,   crippling inside his chest.

    ‘     had i known of all this.. misery—– i might
 have had the chance to do things right.

         ‘     your laws hardly apply to me