mycaristheonlygirlforme said: FOUR FOR U GERBER, YOU GO GERBER. “THOR IS PROUD OFHIS BROTHER’S SCRIBE! “))
THANK YOU THOOOOOR))
Lotsa classic rock, some Adele, Hans Zimmer, Danny Elfman, Stravinsky, Rocky Horror Picture Show…an’ that’s just the tip of the iceberg…
Eh. She has good taste.
theshortbusblonde said: *pets* Proud of you well done
janetmelodypondsong said: //-claps- very nice. Proud of ya, Olive. *did that work? I’m falling asleep as I type, kbye*
hunter-alexaria said: SO SO SO SO SO VERY EXTREMELY PROUD OF YOU! <3
this is the first writing program I’ve ever applied for, I’m scared))
((FINALLY FUCKING FINISHED AND SUBMITTED MY WRITING PROGRAM SUBMISSION
SOMEBODY BE PROUD OF ME I DIDN’T THINK I WAS GONNA FINISH IN TIME
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“Dude. Nicknames. Learn ‘em.” He tilted his head to one side, pretending to think. “Since now.”
He took an exasperated sigh and stared at Gabriel. “I don’t like your nicknames. It degrades Dean.” he said, rolling his eyes some. “Well I guess you’d be correct then.”
“Cassy, that’s the whole point. Ta mess with people.” He smirked. “Haven’t you noticed that I do that a lot?”
Have to do something to entertain myself since I’m too tiny for anything.
You can not pull my hair.
“Your name’s sorta funny. But I like it. It’s cool.” His eyes lit up and he hopped up and down enthusiastically. “Tricks! I like tricks!”
“Well, what’s your name, then?” He replied. “How do you know I won’t think your name is funny too?” He raised his eyebrows, before he grinned slowly. “Hmmm.. then yes I think I’ll show you a trick or two, since you seem so excited…” Dustfinger was drawing it out on purpose, trying to suppress his amused grin.
“M’ name’s Gabwiel. ‘s not a funny name like Dus’finner.” Gabriel beamed. “Show me! Show me show me show me!”
Gabriel blinked in surprise, hugging Castiel automatically. “Whoa, easy there, kiddo!” A smile stole across his face, despite his best efforts to hide it.
Castiel nearly squeaks in ∂єℓιgнт, pressing his face into Gabriel’s abdomen. “I missed you, Gabriel,” he mumbles into the archangel’s shirt, embracing him tightly with his little bitty arms.
“I missed you too, buddy,” he replies softly, mussing Castiel’s hair with one hand. And it’s true. He missed this little kid, so different from the grown-up Castiel.