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deniseblackof · 4 years
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Beautiful times will come in late March. 💜 B.D.
Happiness Will Come To You.
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deniseblackof · 5 years
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Hallo gang!!
Name’s Denise, I am kinda of new on this fan-fiction/writing stuff. But back in 2006, I actually wrote one, in a kind of role play way, with two friends of mine. We never finished it, but we thought on and designed a finale. Everyone who read that SPN fanfic told us was very awesome, but it never officially seen the light of the day. Hehe, like Myles Kennedy did with his first solo album, I decided to make a completely fresh story for my first published fan-fiction.
It’s designed, so you can probably read it as a series of one shots, but they’re all part of a big picture - kind of like a Series or something.
Even the whole story it’s designed as an x reader stuff I developed one of the main character O.C. - Denise’s character which it’s created inspired 99,98% of actually me, so less fiction about Denise hehe.
So it’s up to you if you want to use/replace Denise’s name with your own.
Do not hesitate to send me any questions you have about the character, by message or ask.fm/deniseblackof .
Okay, this wont be an “Other Christmas SPN Story” it’s actually a much larger story, but they will be designed in a way that you can read them almost like a series of episodes, or One Shots (so team free will thou), but you’ll probaly want to choose to stick around to read the whole story to get the big picture.
I’m taking you right in the middle of the action because This X-Mas Part takes place actually sometime after a year and half after the characters first meet. For sure a lil’ later we’ll take a full throw back to The Beginning so you’ll be able to discover more and more ‘bout their history together.
Feel free to ask me by ask button or private messege, anything about the series, or ask me to add you in the future tag list sweet hearts!
B.D.
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deniseblackof · 6 years
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Ready to go back to my boys!! 🤗🤗 PS: Apocalypse part 2 begin.
B.D.
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deniseblackof · 6 years
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This is the Lucky Ace. Reblog to recieve a wad of cash that is oddly specific to your current needs.
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deniseblackof · 6 years
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This happened on Supernatural once.
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deniseblackof · 6 years
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listen i know were all bummed about being humans and stuff but can we take a moment to appreciate pizza because yall know heaven doesnt have that shit
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deniseblackof · 6 years
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The season change,
it’s powerful. I can feel the shift deep within.
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deniseblackof · 6 years
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Thunderstorms over South Dakota
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deniseblackof · 6 years
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Who are you? Dean or Sam?
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deniseblackof · 6 years
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By any chance, I saw you are lucifer, are you looking for Gabriel?
Actually I am not Lucifer, but myeah, I think I’d like to meet Gabe if it’s any chance to be in a vessel too right now.
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deniseblackof · 6 years
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You contain multitudes, darling 🌌 Hairpieces by @tillythomaslux #inspiration #celestialstyle #witchywoman
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deniseblackof · 6 years
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What do angels actually look like per the bible?
Well, according to Ezekiel 1 they might look something like this…
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According to Daniel 10 something like this…
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According to Isaiah 6…
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In Ezekiel 10… 
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Again in Ezekiel 10…
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Basically, when the people writing Scripture tried to describe what they saw when they saw an angel… they run into the end of their imagination… they can never quite seem to fully explain it because they had trouble even comprehending what they saw, let alone being able to describe it to someone else. 
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deniseblackof · 6 years
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Supernatural-Harry Potter Crossover
I thought them as: Sam, first year in Ravenclaw house                               Dean, fifth year in Gryffindor house                               Cass, the sixth year in Hufflepuff house. What do you think? You think that they would be in different houses? Let me know what do you think and why, I’m pretty curous. :)
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deniseblackof · 6 years
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deniseblackof · 6 years
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Okay, where’s that post about “we’re all God’s children and He left us in a hot car” because… that’s a good summary of this evening.
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deniseblackof · 6 years
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Have You Seen?
Have you seen the way the wind doesn’t stop blowing? The air is seemingly more poisonous than the rain that falls from the sky.
The angels are on high alert, watching the earth, hoping it won’t be a battle field. They have nurtured this place, they don’t want to rip it apart.
The gods are looking around their pantheon, hoping that their gods of death are ready. It’s another one, they didn’t want this to come, but it must.
The demons are wary, not ready to choose a side but knowing they must soon. They’re sharpening their blades and dulling their agony.
The unseelie fae are walking among mortals more often now, bringing out the inner sadness and turmoil they are feeling.
The dragons, they are far too knowledgeable about this change, but damnit, no one is listening.
That’s not thuder, that is the sound of War.
The demons are restless, so are the angels, they are holding the ones they love too tight. The War.. There shouldn’t have been another War.
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deniseblackof · 6 years
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Modern angels
Angels smoking cigarettes off of balconies. They write proverbs on bathroom walls and sing hymns in the aisles of grocery stores.
Angels still filled with fury from before. They hold a grudge. They carry a knife. Their words are sharp and hurt worse than any blade ever could.
Angels with soft voices and hard eyes. Angels trying to fit in. They’re trying to erase the pain
Angels with wrists covered in runes, angels trying to speak in the tongues that used to come so naturally but this mouth just can’t form the words.
Angels you meet on the street. They touch your shoulder and you’re struck with lightning.
Angels filled with ideas. Their mind is buzzing. Covered in paint and chalk, you know they’re miles ahead of you.
Angels on their front porches, drinking sweet tea with a goddess. It’s nothing like ambrosia, but it’s close enough.
Angels with bloody noses and a smile. Angels who’re confused by this life. It’s not so black and white anymore.
Angels who speak with their fists and are close to none. Their Father has left them in the dust. No one can help them.
Angels holding their partners close while dancing. This life won’t last forever, so they wanna hold her tight while they can.
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