I'm such a big fan of immortal cas endgame but he's not an angel, not fully, not the way he was when he came to earth, the righteous man his charge, when the apocalypse was still the most terrifying thing in the world and there was hope of keeping it at bay. but he's not human either, because he can never be, because the body that is his — his — is still not really his. the soul he's grown can't fit in it quite right, not the way a human's is supposed to, anyway.
where does this leave him? somewhere between heaven and earth. with his clipped wings, and his crooked, cracked halo. he'll never quite be human, but he's human enough for his little family of misfits. and he's never going to be an all-powerful angel again, but he's angel enough to teach his son the things he needs to learn, to heal the hurt when he is able, to cross the boundary into heaven when he's called. it's an odd, uncomfortable, terrifying, wonderful place to be. and maybe it's not exactly what he wants, and maybe he longs for his wings and his grace and the power of heaven at the tips of his fingers sometimes, but it's enough, he thinks, considering. he's happy. isn't that kind of the whole point?
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Francisco "Cisco" Torres for @hauntedtrait's bachelor challenge <3
— info n such under the cut :D 👍🏽
// everyday, formal, sleepwear, party, hot weather
36, he/him, gay
5'11
spring baby (april taurus)
traits: maker, rancher, & jealous
Cisco owns and operates Little Apple Orchard alongside his aunt, Arabella. With apple season in Chestnut Ridge just around the corner, Cisco finds himself busier than usual. His aunt being older in her years, it's really just him on the farm. He's found it hard to meet people and date seriously as more of the responsibility of the orchard has shifted onto him.
This reality show has become huge gossip around Chestnut Ridge, especially in his aunt's social circle. With someone like Dakota, it's hard to expect otherwise. He's caught himself between wanting to participate for his own desires and avoiding becoming a spectacle for his aunt and her friends.
Francisco's the "strong and silent" type with a soft spot for animals, especially the small ones. He was especially fond of his late childhood dog, Princess, a miniature pinscher with a big personality. He keeps her dog tag tucked away in his wallet.
Besides producing apples and general apple flavored confectionery, the orchard also sells simple wood carvings that Francisco makes himself. Normally, they're small animals or nameplates but he's gotten quite confident recently and has started trying his hand at taking commissions.
As a lover, he's the generous and jealous type. He's starved for touch. He wants to hold and be held; he wants to leave his mark where it can be seen.
// other miscellaneous facts:
frequently "loses" his glasses (they're in his hair or he forgot he clipped them on his shirt pocket)
he's a morning person (not by choice but by habit)
He broke his nose and tore open his cheek (resulting in a pretty cool scar) after falling off a ladder and crashing into the unpaved road
His lower back is particularly sensitive to touch. Sometimes he'll catch himself tensing up without even meaning to when people walk behind him. (when the beefcake is ticklish 😔)
Despite how insufferable she might be, Francisco's closest relative is his aunt Arabella. She's the only one who looked after him after he came out.
mwah mwah tyyyy for the consideration <333
also if anyone can guess the video game character his looks are loosely based off of will get a kiss (the glasses and mustache might give it away).
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In the distance, you see me. I’m wearing a hoodie that conceals most of my face, but you can see wisps of smoke leaving my lips, my headphones blocking out the world. As I drift through the woods, you fall in love with my mysterious energy, wondering what I’m thinking about as I vanish beyond the treeline and out of sight.
I take another drag from my cigarette, and smile. Giant DILFs, I think. I go to kick a rock, and I miss, falling down the forest floor and into a ditch. I don’t get up. I continue to think about giant DILFs.
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Order 69
I want a fic about the clone wars where everything is the same, except the Kaminoans had a small miscommunication and told Palpatine the Jedi kill order was Order 69 instead of Order 66. Instead of trying to kill their Jedi COs, the clone are now trying to seduce them and sleep with them.
Fun little musings for a few legions if you would like
212th
“The time has come Commander. Execute Order 69.”
“It will be done my lord.” Cody slips his helmet off. “Hey General.”
Obi-Wan looks around in confusion as Careless Whisper begins to play from an unknown source
The rest of the battalion watch as Cody quite literally sweeps their Jedi General off his feet and carry him back into the base
None of them have seen Kenobi that red in the face
“Do we need to... do anything? About the order I mean?” A shiny asks
“I think the Commander has it covered.” Boil responds
327th
“Execute order 69″
“Kriffing finally” Bly responds before shutting off his com
Palpatine stares at the dark com device for a few moments. That was unexpected
The Separatists are cleaned out in record time on Felucia, almost entirely by Commander Bly himself
Aayla didn’t think she had every seen her commander so driven by anything, it truly was impressive
No one sees Bly or their General for a long time when they finally get back to camp
104th
Plo Koon is not with the 104th when the order goes out
He is also in a star fighter and by the time he gets back to the ground the battalion he is with is panicking because Plo Koon isn’t their regular General and Wolffe would kill them
By the time Plo returns to his men the issue has been resolved
157th (Billaba’s Legion)
“Execute order 69″
Grey put away his com device before walking towards his general where she was currently talking to Caleb and Clone Force 99
“Well shall we let them do what they-oh!”
Grey wrapped an arm around Depa’s waist and dropped her into a dip before kissing her
Caleb and the whole of Clone Force 99 stared at the two making out infront of them with either horror or confusion
Echo clapped his hand over Caleb’s eyes
“I can still sense it”
“Sorry kid”
332nd
Ahsoka was very confused, one minute Rex was looking more panicked than she had ever seen him, now…
Now he had calmed down considerably and had begun... flirting with her?
She was very weirded out because it definitely sounded like flirting, why her brother was flirting with her was beyond her
Then Jesse, ever the womanizer, had strutted into the com bay and she had been truly disturbed
As soon as she could she escaped her weird brothers and went to look up the file Rex had said, one about Fives
She called both Rex and Jesse to her location and prompt whacked them both on the head before getting their chips out
Both were extremely horrified that they had tried to flirt with their sister and apologized a lot
Now that Ahsoka knew what was happening she found it really kriffing funny
They quickly spread the word about the chips to the rest of the GAR
501st
As soon as Anakin, freshly fallen to the dark side, marched into the hangar where his men were waiting he felt like something was different
He led his COs to the com table to go over their strategy to attack the temple and to cover all entrances
Appo siddled close, leaning forward to trap Vader against the com table with both his arms
Vader’s mind short circuited and lets just say that the march on the jedi temple did not happen
Morning After
Cody wakes up with Obi-Wan sleeping on his chest and his com blinking at him from the side of the cot
What the kriff did Rex mean by control chips?
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