so guess what I’ve been watching lately
YES I WAS NOT THE ONLY ONE WHO SAW THIS!
Yep, and it was when he was in his human vessel for the first time, and then now its when he becomes human
Let me dig a grave and salt and burn myself, friends.
GIVE THIS MAN A GAZILLION AWARDS THERE’S JUST NO WORDS HIS FUCKING ACTING JESUS MARY AND JOSEPH GOOD SIR
MY MOM JUST POINTED SOMETHING OUT TO ME
A MONTH OR TWO AGO I DID THIS PAINTING
AND SHE SAW A GIF OF THE ANGEL FALLING THAT SHOWED WINGS AND SHE WAS LIKE “YOU PAINTED THAT”
I AM A PROPHET
Ladies and gentlemen, I hereby declare another prophet of the SPN fandom. *sprinkles finale tears on prophet* You are now born again. Rise! Amen Padaleski!
She leaned forward and squinted to see his hair. “Oh… you’re right! But that doesn’t make it any less cooler.”
“Yup,” she agreed absently. “Nearly everyone on first glance asks me about the hair. Then the eyes, then the skin, then the weird get-up.” She looked up at him. “I kid you not.”
She blinked. “Did you just say Central City? Please, oh please tell me you didn’t…” she muttered, mind whirring. “I knew I should have taken a left turn at the You Are Now Leaving Star City sign…” Jinx shrugged. “Might as well explore Central while I’m here, though.”
Bart snorted, shrugging a bit. “If you saaaaay sooooo~” Pats at his hair a few times before bringing his hand back down.
“Oh, well yeah I guess they would. Though I don’t find it all that weird.” Grins. “It’s more interesting than weird or freaky or whatever.”
Blinks, tilting his head and raising an eyebrow. “What? What’s wrong with Central City?” Blinks a few more times, eyebrows furrowing together. “Uuummmm okaaaaay? And you should explore! Lots of crash places around here. WellIguess I’m just already used to this place so it’s all normal to me.”
Taps his chin before smiling. “Sooooo what was the whole panicky thing you just did about? Something you don’t wanna see?”
“You’re welcome, and sure okay. It’s a nice color.” Grins, reaching up to mess with his hair. “Mines all ordinary and boring and stuff.” Blinks, humming as he tried to recall a place called Jump City. “Jump City? ….Okay. I don’t think I’ve been there…”
She cocked her head. “Red hair’s nice. Yours is bright and… kinda cool,” she admitted, smiling at him reassuringly. “You have no idea how frustrating it is to have pink hair like this.”
“Ah… Jump City’s in California. Sooo where are you from?” Her eyes darted around. “And more importantly, where’s this—” a sweeping gesture with her hands “—place?”
“Mines like a brown and red sorta mix.” Ruffles his hair around before fixing it, grinning at her. “Thanks Jinx, and I don’t know how frustrating it is. You get lots of questions huh? I mean it’s all poof and then the colors like wham. It’s crash!”
“It is? Hm, I’ll make sure to visit some times then.” Grins, straightening up proudly. “Central City! And this-” Motions around “-is Central City. Welcome! Though I don’t really know how you’re here when you don’t know where here is.” Snorts.
“WHAT?!” Bart froze, trying not to yelp at the jolt and airless feeling of being thrown in to the future, his past.
He landed on familiar hard floor, head thumping painfully against a rock as he rolled. Groaning, he forced himself up into a standing position, glancing around and feeling his breath catch in his throat and dread settle in the pit of his stomach.
Forcing his breathing to even out, he warily looked around the empty area, taking careful steps forward. He was so feeling the mode.
It was only after a few minutes of tentative walking that he heard shouts and heavy footsteps heading in his direction.
Well, time to go.
Bart forced himself in to a run, ignoring the shiver that went up his spine at the sound of way too familiar blasts. He knew it was a bad idea to run in this place, to waste energy carelessly, but he couldn’t be caught. Maybe he could last 2 days, without the collar…