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hair is washed. i am lovable and capable of loving again

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Happy birthday to one of the first characters that I felt deeply connected to and related to as an adult.

To the man who taught me that being smart doesn’t have to look the same for everyone.

To the man who taught me what family is…that not only does it not end in blood but that it doesn’t have to start there either.

To the man who taught me what unconditional love is….and that you can base all of your actions on love. That you can forgive those you love and it doesn’t make you weak.

To the man who taught me how to fight through your trauma, to not let it define you, to not let it win.

You deserved to live. You deserved to get your beach vacation, toes in the sand. You deserved to experience true freedom for years. You deserved so much more than what you got.

Happy birthday Dean Winchester.

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spn // ansel elkins // alma

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Ravenclaw Headcanon

Ravenclaws are known for being good gift givers. They live for providing their friends with thoughtful and practical presents. But when the time arises they will spend money on the funniest joke gift just to see their friend laugh.

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It's just like, you have an angel sitting in the backseat of your big black muscle car. You're playing led zeppelin on the radio. He knows all the words to the song because you taught him all the words to the song. He's wearing a trench coat and the body of a suburban dad from Illinois. You're brother is asleep in the passenger's seat, but the angel doesn't sleep unless something is really wrong, and if something were really wrong you probably wouldn't be thinking about the fact that you have an angel of the lord (is he even of the lord anymore, or is he of you?) in the backseat of your big black muscle car listening to led zeppelin, and not for the first time you realize how absurd that is. This thing, this holy, divine, ancient thing, is leaning his head against your car window watching the mile markers pass by and tapping his fingers to a cassette tape you made when you were 19 and not yet so burdened by the weight of the world (though that isn't to say you weren't burdened, just not by as much as you are now). You stare at his profile in the rearview mirror instead of staring at the open miles of two lane highway in front of you. He's not the closest you've ever gotten to divinity, but he's the closest you've ever gotten to normal.

That's the core of the absurdity, finding normalcy in an angel. Finding habit in the way he brings you coffee every morning as soon as you wake up. Finding comfort in his hand on your shoulder. Finding fondness in his smile when you make a bad joke. Finding irritation in the roll of his eyes when you're both too stubborn for your own good. It's normal, it's familiar, and if you would've told yourself 15 years ago that an angel would worm his way so deeply into your heart that there are times you can't tell the difference between the two - past-you probably would've told now-you to fuck off.

He meets your eye in the mirror finally, you're surprised it took him this long since it feels like you've been staring for hours (that's normal too, the staring. At first you thought it was an angel thing, but eventually you realized it was just a him thing, and then it became a you and him thing, and then it just stuck). He half smiles at you and your heart catches in you chest. But it doesn't catch because an angel is smiling at you, it catches because he is. Because at a certain point you stopped thinking there's an angel sitting in the backseat of my big black muscle car and started thinking the love of my life is sitting in the backseat of my big black muscle car. You turn up the led zeppelin, and smile back.

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god i’m remembering the intensity of the like PHYSICAL SYMPTOMS i experienced between nov 5 and the finale. honestly it’s almost a good thing the finale was profoundly terrible in every way because i don’t think my body could have survived if they like, kissed. i think it would have done the same thing as on supernatural when a vessel is too weak to hold an angel and it starts decaying

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happy two months to when we all got lovesick and were physically unwell because of this show but GODDAMN were we happy about it

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supernatural came out in 2005.. brokeback mountain came out in 2005 (with its hetbait posters).. dean loves cowboy movies.. thinking about 26 yo, mid s1 dean…. john is still off by himself looking for intel on yellow eyes. the boys have just done a string of back to back to back hunts, staying up most all of each night hitting the books and they’ve finally reached a break in the clouds and have a night off. sam passes out around 6pm and dean.. unsurprisingly can’t sleep, he’s restless he’s bored and alone with his thoughts and decides what the hell when’s the last time i had a free night i’m gonna go try and catch a movie. so he grabs the keys and his jacket (he doesn’t have to grab his shoes because he never took them off in the first place) and is half way out the motel-room door when he remembers sam, and that sam’ll probably freak out a bit if he wakes up to an empty motel room. so dean scrawls a quick note, leaves it where sam will see it, and heads into town.

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I reblogged a post recently about how fantasy characters shouldn’t dismiss embroidery as weak or useless, or need to pick between sword fighting and embroidery, and it got me thinking. What if you had a super serious fighting order in your fantasy world who believed that patience and precision were the most important skills in a warrior. And they instilled these skills… through needlepoint.

After all, if you want to have the skill to drive the point of your sword through the precise gap their armour has at the armpit, you should have a lot of practicing at making a sharp metal thing go where you want it to go. If you want to show that you have the discipline to see the studies through, you should demonstrate your willingness to stick to a project by completing a large piece of embroidery. If you wish to master your anger so frustration doesn’t get the better of you and make you distracted in combat, you should get used to the experience of getting your thread tangled at a critical point.

You would have all these strong, tough fighters competing to do the most delicate stitches.

And when you think about it, was it scale armour but bead embroidery with specifically shaped beads? To graduate as a full member of this fighting order, you must carefully sew your own scale armour. If you want to graduate quickly, you can use larger scales, but the more dedicated members will look down on you for it, and members make a point of using different colours to make a pattern. So you end up with fighters who spent years or decades training in this order graduating with armour covered in teeny tiny metal scales sewn into an intricate pattern.

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“i’m not just a mom and you are not a child” “i never was” absolutely insane. best two lines of dialogue in like all of supernatural. both of them are right and that’s the most heartbreaking part

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shoutout to artists who work slowly, artists who don't have time to make a lot of art constantly, artists who struggle to take breaks, artists who feel guilty for the rate at which they create, and all artists who haven't made art in months. you're still an artist and you don't need to feel bad for working at your own pace.

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this is true love - you think this happens every day?

for (or more accurately because of) Lindsay

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I don’t know if anyone has mentioned this yet about the spn finale, but.

Heaven is generally regarded as a final destination, right? A place where you reside for eternity after your death. You’re not going to or from anywhere; you’re just there - presumably happy and content.

Now, I know Cas and Jack have changed up a few things. But why do we only see liminal spaces in Heaven in the finale? We see the Roadhouse - a place where hunters stop by on their way somewhere. We see Dean on the road. Dean and Sam on a bridge. None of these are places you reside in; you’re only ever temporarily in these places before you continue somewhere else. (A possible exception to this could be the Roadhouse, which served as a home to Ellen, Jo and Ash, but the fact that they’re not even there in the finale means it’s not depicted as a home.)

We don’t see Dean visiting anyone in Heaven. We don’t see Bobby’s house, which we could easily have done – after all, why have Bobby sit outside the Roadhouse and not his own house when there aren’t even any other characters there? We don’t see the Bunker, the only permanent home Dean and Sam have ever had. We don’t see anything else that could serve as a home/homes for them.

Heaven to me in this episode feels more like Limbo - partially as the place Limbo and partially as the concept of ‘limbo’ (small l) in popular usage. An eternal place ‘in between’. A border place. A state where you wait for some kind of progression or improvement, but nothing happens.

Encyclopaedia Britannica’s definition of Limbo: “the border place between heaven and hell where dwell those souls who, though not condemned to punishment, are deprived of the joy of eternal existence with God in heaven.” Dean and Sam are literally deprived of an existence with God (as well as Cas, an angel) even though they’re family, even though Bobby literally says they’re there. There’s no sign of God or any other celestial beings, which just solidifies this feeling of Heaven as Limbo.

And it’s not only the characters that have been left in Limbo. The relationship between Dean and Cas is also there, in an eternal, uncertain state with no progress – and we, the fans who care about that relationship, are there as well. On the border between Heaven (canon destiel or the good version of spn that lives in our minds) and Hell (the finale), waiting for something to happen and take us to a real destination, yet every time something does happen it’s just more of the same, leaving us exactly where we were (with destiel both canon and not-canon at the same time).

Truly, there is no peace when we are done. For any of us.

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Scooby Doo idea: Daphne Blake as the weird rich kid whose parents signed her up for a shit-ton of rich-kid extracurriculars like polo, fencing, and all of this other shit so they wouldn’t have to deal with her/bolster her college resume. She puts a lot of effort into actually being good at all these extra-curriculars bc she’s competing with all of her ~super successful and talented~ sisters for attention and ends up athletic as hell and socially stunted and like…really aggressive and competitive and never quite satisfied with anything she’s doing. The only other ‘High Society’ kid who can put up with her is Norville “Shaggy” Rogers —an anxious stoner with freaky strict parents whose only friend prior to Daphne was his equally anxious rescue dog—Daphne’s been beating up Shaggy’s bullies for years. Then there’s student council dweeb Fred Jones who’s always been groomed to be this ‘leader’ by his parents and is always pressured to go to these youth leadership things and stuff and yeah he’s pretty good at directing group projects, but really Fred’s kind of shy and more interested in engineering, forensics and maybe criminal justice and he’s been friends with this chick Velma Dinkley in engineering club who’s brilliant but she’s also tactless, awkward and very bitterly sarcastic to cover up for the fact that her book smarts far outweigh her social skills.

 So then there’s this mystery downtown and all five of them show up and there’s a mutual, “Oh hey it’s you: The weird kid from my school. What are you doing here?” and everyone goes around. Fred’s like, “Oh I knew the owners of this place and they said they might have to close down because of this ghost and I told Velma about it and Velma thinks we can get to the bottom of this.” And Shaggy’s like, “Scoob and I didn’t want to be home right now and we honestly didn’t know about the ghost but hey Daphne’s here so we feel safe enough to hang out and maybe Scoob can sniff out some clues or something.” And then everyone turns and looks at Daphne and Daphne’s just like, “I want to fight a fucking ghost.” 

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Mark Sheppard - Emerald City Comic Con

This interview right here. This one makes me sad and angry. Don’t you see his pain? And still, he’s trying to calm us down and save their lame asses. I’m still angry. They treated him like a third class actor, they didn’t deserve him. We don’t deserve Mark.

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CAPTION COMPETITION   👇

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i love castiel because he says things like “cas is back in town” and “i like texting :) emoticons :)” and “you have a guinea pig? where?”

but he also says things like “maybe they wrongfully assumed dean would be brave enough to withstand them” and “if i plan to do anything else stupid, i’ll let you know” and “maybe one day, but today you’re my little bitch”

but then sometimes he’s also like “strange how a leaky pipe can undo the work of angels, when we ourselves are supposed to be the agents of fate” and “freedom is a length of rope; god wants you to hang yourself with it” and “there is no righteous path, it’s just people trying to do their best in a world where it is far too easy to do your worst”

you know?