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that post about how you shouldn't be too serious about your feelings after 9pm, but it's the same feelings all day long

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That post that's like "don't pay attention to your feelings past 9:30 PM, you're not yourself then" but the feelings I have then are the same feelings I have throughout the entire day girl. They're just louder

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fuck an "intended audience" how about we normalize engaging with new and unfamiliar art pieces on their own terms

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8.15.2024: Happy [ Ten Years of Wolf 359!! ] 💫📻

In celebration, @avesmonster and I have spent this year organizing an anthology of fanworks, and I'm so happy to finally be able to share it. It's such a labor of love from everyone involved, and it's incredible to see how passionate people still are about this show. We received over 50 (!!) submissions, both old and new, so please, please check it out, let everyone know how awesome their work is, & leave a comment on our guestbook, while you're there!!

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Long week for Cas and Dean

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i love when characters don't get to die

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My Dream - July 1, 2024

I don't remember the beginning of the story very well. I know that somehow I had time traveled into the past and I ended up in a hospital. It was a kind place, but it was very bleak and the lights weren't always turned on so it just looked sad all the time. I'm not sure why I stayed there initially. Maybe I was a patient and didn't realize it.

Anyway I started seeing a therapist at the hospital, and I started making friend with a couple of the patients and nurses. There was a patient who was a middle aged woman who I think had cancer that I became friends with. And Cas from SPN was a patient, but it wasn't him. He looked just like him, but he wasn't an angel and in my mind he wasn't associated with SPN at all. He was a just a person I met at the hospital whose name was Cas. He was sick but I was never sure what with. I think he had some breathing issues, but he vaped a lot too. And he was kinda scraggly, like he wouldn't shave or clean himself for a few days at a time. But I would go visit him a lot. He always seemed reluctant to talk, like he wasn't really interested in having company. It was almost rude, but not quite because he would talk to me even if he didn't seem like he wanted to. And he was always looking at the window or off in the distance, and it felt like he was waiting for something that he wasn't sure was coming.

So over the course of time, I lived in this hospital and hung out with him and the older lady who had cancer. I considered them my friends.

So remember how I came from the future? Yeah that's a problem. Because in my time, I had also lived or worked in this hospital. And I knew that both this woman and Cas were going to die here. And knew the date. Maybe that was why I had become friends with them specifically from the beginning. I'm not sure.

The time was getting closer and I knew it was coming but there was nothing I could do. The woman's health was rapidly declining, but Cas seemed stable. I still didn't know what condition he had that landed him here in the first place. But I knew he was going to die. And I also realized at some point that I had fallen in love with him.

Like I said, I knew the exact day they were both going to die, it was the same day. It got closer and closer in my dream. I was still seeing a therapist at the hospital, and I had told her about the time travel and how I knew about their deaths. Somehow I was able to convince her that I really was from the future because she genuinely believed me.

So. It's the day before they're going to die. It's evening. The sky is getting darker and most of the lights are never turned on in the hospital. It's dreary and bleak. I'm in my therapist's office basically sobbing, telling her how I love Cas but he's going to die tomorrow and I feel so helpless. She tries to cheer me up and make me laugh, but she makes it clear that I really should tell him. By the time I leave the appt, I'm just overflowing with so many emotions.

I first go by the older woman's bed. Her health has declined very rapidly, and there are visitors here trying to comfort her. At this point I was very close with her, and when she sees me her face lights up. I climb into the bed and lay down beside her, and she talks to me like it's any other day. I'm trying to hide my emotions. I can't tell if she knows she's about to die. I think all her visitors do, though. We talk for a little while. I think she's at peace with whatever happens. I tell he that I love her just like I do every time we talk, and I leave her room. I make my way to Cas's room.

There's a waiting area outside his room, and he's sitting in there. The lights are off here and the windows curtains are shut, so it's super bleak. He's vaping a lot more than usual and looks especially haggard. There's trash all over the couch and floor beside him, like he's been here a while. I sit down beside him. I'm holding a notebook that I had used in therapy, where there are notes about how therapist urging me to tell him that I love him right now. As usual, he seems kinda standoffish but I've come to expect it. He talks like he's trying to figure out what I'm doing here, he offers me food or jokingly asks if I'm wanting help with homework (he pointed at the journal). I get that feeling that he's waiting for something again, but it's much stronger now. He's restless and constantly fidgeting and looking over his shoulder. I think he might know that he will die tomorrow. I look into his eyes and try to see. He's looking at me and my therapist's voice in my head keeps saying that I should tell him, that this is my last chance. I know it is.

My alarm goes off in real life and I wake up.

I was so distraught by the dream that I try to go back to sleep to finish it. In my mind, I think "if I can get back to the dream, I'll tell him I love him!" And this voice in my head replied "why didn't you do it the first time?"

And maybe it's best that I woke up so I didn't have to see my friends die. But still it kinda hurt.

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me holding a gun to a mushroom: tell me the name of god you fungal piece of shit

mushroom: can you feel your heart burning? can you feel the struggle within? the fear within me is beyond anything your soul can make. you cannot kill me in a way that matters

me cocking the gun, tears streaming down my face: I’M NOT FUCKING SCARED OF YOU

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Horrific Narnia thought of the day:

At the end of the sliver chair, Jill and Eustace come back in their Narnian clothing and then they go change out of them. Jill wears hers to parties and things.

The thought is this: what if she leaves them at the professor’s house or the Pevensie’s and Susan winds up inheriting them? And she gets her hands on real Narnian clothes again and for once she’s not able to block out the sudden flood of memories that wash over her like the warm caress of spring

And she lifts them to her face and somehow she thinks she can still smell the Narnian air in the weave and- and- and I’m making myself sad

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if u tell me that the main character of a series is motivated by revenge i will eat that shit up every time bcus the revenge is usually born out of powerful love for whoever or whatever died, or was wronged and now that the love doesn't have anywhere to go, it's been turned into violence like nothing has me on the edge of my seat more

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thinking about how Vinland Saga season 2 is about Thorfinn submitting himself to the mortifying ordeal of being known and actually accepting the reward of love for the first time in his life

thinking about the brothers

thinking about Einar being the first person to impress upon Thorfinn that their lives have value through the effort that other people put into them. Other people allowed them to live. And so he allows Thorfinn to live

thinking about Thorfinn learning to want to live

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kookaburra refusing to budge

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once upon a time, there was a little boy called doug eiffel. and doug had a superpower: he could get inanimate objects to reproduce sounds happening very far away. modern science calls this power ‘radio.’ … doug eiffel also calls it ‘radio.’

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TIL that Gothic literature makes a distinction between “terror” and “horror.” Terror is the sense of dread and apprehension that precedes an experience, horror is the sense of revulsion after an experience.

via ift.tt

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I cannot BELIEVE that Caspar Midnight Burger has the same last name as me!! Yeah it's super common in America but I never thought about him having a last name till it was pointed out

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Attack on Titan has completely obliterated me. It has everything. I will never be able to see the world the way I did before and I say that with the utmost reverance and awe.