Athena The Bibliophileus

athenathebibliophileus:

Going home for the week to study and move some stuff out of my room, so I will not be on the internet.

If you message me and don’t hear back, I am not ignoring you. I promise I will message you as soon as I have internet again.

I hope to have a review for Dorothy Must Die and maybe Zeus Grants Stupid Wishes done and uploadedwhen I return.

Love you all and have a great Easter! :)

Just a reminder before Ieave :)

Damn!

I got the date of my practicum meeting wrong! So now I have to wait until 3 for my Dad to come get me!

I really need to read my e-mails!

themindofafictionbooklover:

I want to read until all my problems go away. thats how it works right?

Going home for the week to study and move some stuff out of my room, so I will not be on the internet.

If you message me and don’t hear back, I am not ignoring you. I promise I will message you as soon as I have internet again.

I hope to have a review for Dorothy Must Die and maybe Zeus Grants Stupid Wishes done and uploadedwhen I return.

Love you all and have a great Easter! :)

Big thanks you to megstiel-is-my-otp and theimpalain221b for writing their Megstiel one-shots, with out you guys I never would have tried my hand at it. :)

You guys are awesome, even if I don’t need Megstiel feels before I go to bed!

theimpalain221b:

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athenathebibliophileus:

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megstiel-is-my-otp:

tomorrow’s the night. i can feel it. cas will finally know. pssh no i do not say that every monday before supernatural

I wish! I have the same though myself, but I don’t see Sam and Dean telling Cas about Meg.

Crowley would do it though!…

Thanks for killing me with all the feels

Your welcome! :)

Cas blinks to discover that he’s no longer in Brooklyn, but instead in a warehouse. Even angels have to leave time for their eyes to adjust to the dark. When he could finally see he noticed a figure, why had he been summoned here?
A British accent chimed, “Ello’ my winged moose.” Crowley. He must have sigils up, otherwise Cas was sure he could have ID’d him immediately.
"What do you want Crowley?" Cas spat, in a more apologetic tone he continued, "I was.. er.. busy."
"I could tell, had to try this spell three bloody times before you finally flew in," he sneered, "I have a proposal for you Cas."
Irritated, Cas longed to continue this yearlong search he had been on, “Piss off Crowley. I don’t have time for this.” The words, so foreign to his tongue (he heard Dean say this once) hung in the air as his demon acquaintance just stared.
"Now if we weren’t such good friends I would’ve smacked you. But that doesn’t really matter now does it." The sound of a match and it’s weary light broke into the air and fell to Cas’ feet. A circle, a poorly drawn circle for that matter, of holy oil burst to life.
"You see, I’ve had an interesting escapade with human blood and I absolutely loved it." The emphasis he put on the last words was evident. "Now, you’re going to give me a bit of yours……or I’ll ruin your life…"

Thought I’d give this a try! :) small fanfic attempt (first) and foreshadowing

Let me see if I can continue it…

Cas glared at the demon. He did not see how Crowley could ruin his life, especially if Crowley was correct in his need for human blood. “I will give you nothing”.

"So sorry to here that. Tell me Castiel, how has your search for Meg been?" Crowley said with a smirk.

Cas stared in surprise. How did Crowley know he was look for Meg. Ever since he got some angel grace back he started looking for her, but she seemed to be perfectly hidden. She didn’t even come if he summoned her, which was beginning to worry him.

Crowley smirked at the angel, “Dean told me”, he said, “It’s cute, how much you care about that demon bitch, which might be why Dean never told you. Didn’t want to hurt the poor angel’s feeling”.

"What do you mean Crowley", Cas said, clearly agitated by the whole conversation. Dean kept secrets, but not like this. If Dean or Sam knew where Meg was, they would tell Cas. They had to tell Cas.

"Meg is dead". The sentence rang in Castiel’s ears long after the demon had broken the sigils and left. Meg was dead and she was never coming back.

(This is my first time doing this. Enjoy!)

It got so much better

Well I want in on the fun!

"Meg is dead." 

Crowley was gone now, so why was he hearing his words over and over in his head? Castiel felt himself sinking into the ground and he brought his knees up to his chest, holding them tight. He’d seen a human child do this in a state of emotional pain, and that’s exactly what he was going through. He didn’t leave the circle that was blazing with life just moments ago, he could barely bring himself to move.

Holy fire, he thought, looking at the scorch marks on the ground. Hadn’t he met Meg when he was trapped by holy fire? He smiled slightly at the thought, but it quickly turned into a grimace as he thought of how he had walked over her to get out of there. She didn’t care much, otherwise she wouldn’t have continued to flirt with him time after time.

It was as if she was there, repeating all the things she had said to him. “We’re going to heaven, Clarence.” “You’re much cuter when you’re shutting up.” “I don’t like poetry, put up or shut up.” The faint smile returned to his face as he pushed away the pain. 

He never really understood time, but Cas knew that he had spent a long time in that warehouse. He finally got up and dusted off his trench coat.

He still wasn’t sure who had killed Meg. All he knew was that he was going to have a long talk with Sam and Dean.

Crowley hesitated, the syringe an inch from his arm. He had managed to snag some of Cas’ blood after he broke him. Cas didn’t care. As far as Cas was concerned, his wings may have been ripped out of him.

Why am I hesitating, Crowley growled to himself. After all that pompous little God-boy wasn’t civil to him. Why wasn’t he entitled to crush him like the winged pest he is? He cringed as the syringe pricked his skin, curious to see the effects of angel blood, yet he hesitated once more.

Maybe I shouldn’t have told Cas about Meg. Maybe I should have stuck with something more tame, like Dean and his mark. Cas would have gone batshit over that. Be in a to rush to save the Winchester, perhaps even give his blood willingly. Crowley’s eyes widened, was he really sorry for what he had told the angel? Perhaps it was a side effect of the human blood he had intravenously consumed.

No. It wasn’t that, he felt guilty but in a slightly different way. He could feel the heat, the humanity, burning behind his eyes as they watered. Biting down on his lip, he withheld the first sob as a tear or two trickled down his face and into his facial hair. He felt guilty for being a coward. For being unable to look Cas in the damn eye and admit that it was him. That he had killed Cas’ caretaker. Crowley huffed as tears continued and removed the needle, grasping by the plunger.

He knew not what to do except drop it, and as it shattered he exhaled “Cas you feathery bastard, I’ve broken the both of us, haven’t I?”

AHHHHH!!!!! Now I have Cas and Crowley feels! (crawls into corner and cries)

I love you both though :)

theimpalain221b:

megstiel-is-my-otp:

theimpalain221b:

athenathebibliophileus:

theimpalain221b:

athenathebibliophileus:

megstiel-is-my-otp:

tomorrow’s the night. i can feel it. cas will finally know. pssh no i do not say that every monday before supernatural

I wish! I have the same though myself, but I don’t see Sam and Dean telling Cas about Meg.

Crowley would do it though!…

Thanks for killing me with all the feels

Your welcome! :)

Cas blinks to discover that he’s no longer in Brooklyn, but instead in a warehouse. Even angels have to leave time for their eyes to adjust to the dark. When he could finally see he noticed a figure, why had he been summoned here?
A British accent chimed, “Ello’ my winged moose.” Crowley. He must have sigils up, otherwise Cas was sure he could have ID’d him immediately.
"What do you want Crowley?" Cas spat, in a more apologetic tone he continued, "I was.. er.. busy."
"I could tell, had to try this spell three bloody times before you finally flew in," he sneered, "I have a proposal for you Cas."
Irritated, Cas longed to continue this yearlong search he had been on, “Piss off Crowley. I don’t have time for this.” The words, so foreign to his tongue (he heard Dean say this once) hung in the air as his demon acquaintance just stared.
"Now if we weren’t such good friends I would’ve smacked you. But that doesn’t really matter now does it." The sound of a match and it’s weary light broke into the air and fell to Cas’ feet. A circle, a poorly drawn circle for that matter, of holy oil burst to life.
"You see, I’ve had an interesting escapade with human blood and I absolutely loved it." The emphasis he put on the last words was evident. "Now, you’re going to give me a bit of yours……or I’ll ruin your life…"

Thought I’d give this a try! :) small fanfic attempt (first) and foreshadowing

*clutches heart and gasps* dude this is AWESOME!! for a small attempt and a first one it was great, i’m really impressed!

“There is more
athenathebibliophileus
added more, its better” I whisper as I crawl into my feels corner

Glad you liked it!

theimpalain221b:

athenathebibliophileus:

theimpalain221b:

athenathebibliophileus:

megstiel-is-my-otp:

tomorrow’s the night. i can feel it. cas will finally know. pssh no i do not say that every monday before supernatural

I wish! I have the same though myself, but I don’t see Sam and Dean telling Cas about Meg.

Crowley would do it though!…

Thanks for killing me with all the feels

Your welcome! :)

Cas blinks to discover that he’s no longer in Brooklyn, but instead in a warehouse. Even angels have to leave time for their eyes to adjust to the dark. When he could finally see he noticed a figure, why had he been summoned here?
A British accent chimed, “Ello’ my winged moose.” Crowley. He must have sigils up, otherwise Cas was sure he could have ID’d him immediately.
"What do you want Crowley?" Cas spat, in a more apologetic tone he continued, "I was.. er.. busy."
"I could tell, had to try this spell three bloody times before you finally flew in," he sneered, "I have a proposal for you Cas."
Irritated, Cas longed to continue this yearlong search he had been on, “Piss off Crowley. I don’t have time for this.” The words, so foreign to his tongue (he heard Dean say this once) hung in the air as his demon acquaintance just stared.
"Now if we weren’t such good friends I would’ve smacked you. But that doesn’t really matter now does it." The sound of a match and it’s weary light broke into the air and fell to Cas’ feet. A circle, a poorly drawn circle for that matter, of holy oil burst to life.
"You see, I’ve had an interesting escapade with human blood and I absolutely loved it." The emphasis he put on the last words was evident. "Now, you’re going to give me a bit of yours……or I’ll ruin your life…"

Thought I’d give this a try! :) small fanfic attempt (first) and foreshadowing

Let me see if I can continue it…

Cas glared at the demon. He did not see how Crowley could ruin his life, especially if Crowley was correct in his need for human blood. “I will give you nothing”.

"So sorry to here that. Tell me Castiel, how has your search for Meg been?" Crowley said with a smirk.

Cas stared in surprise. How did Crowley know he was look for Meg. Ever since he got some angel grace back he started looking for her, but she seemed to be perfectly hidden. She didn’t even come if he summoned her, which was beginning to worry him.

Crowley smirked at the angel, “Dean told me”, he said, “It’s cute, how much you care about that demon bitch, which might be why Dean never told you. Didn’t want to hurt the poor angel’s feeling”.

"What do you mean Crowley", Cas said, clearly agitated by the whole conversation. Dean kept secrets, but not like this. If Dean or Sam knew where Meg was, they would tell Cas. They had to tell Cas.

"Meg is dead". The sentence rang in Castiel’s ears long after the demon had broken the sigils and left. Meg was dead and she was never coming back.

(This is my first time doing this. Enjoy!)

theimpalain221b:

athenathebibliophileus:

megstiel-is-my-otp:

tomorrow’s the night. i can feel it. cas will finally know. pssh no i do not say that every monday before supernatural

I wish! I have the same though myself, but I don’t see Sam and Dean telling Cas about Meg.

Crowley would do it though!…

Thanks for killing me with all the feels

Your welcome! :)

Oh my god that's so emberasing I just saw the post again and it wasn't you that wrote the fanfic *hides* sorry sorry sorryyy

No, that’s okay. It was written by the wonderful megstiel-is-my-otp. Check out the page and find everything for your Megstiel needs. But if you ever want to talke about it, I am here :)