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You Think You’re Tough 

Written by @preciousmish and @vulcancas​

Art by @koisocks​

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my dash is literally just my girls @preciousmish and @obsidiandean liveblogging and i’m living thru them LOLOL thanks bbys for keeping a retired fan updated on our boys 

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Title: You Think You’re Tough Author: preciousmish and deanneedsyou Artist: koisocks Rating: Teen Pairings: Dean/Cas Warnings/Tags: no archive warnings apply, high school au, 10 things i hate about you au, fake dating, romantic comedy, profanity, underage drinking, homophobic language Posting Date: 11/20/2017

Summary:  Mere months from graduating, Castiel Novak is desperate to escape Seattle. Life in the Emerald City can be unbearable for someone subjected to the torment of Robert Thompson High School and its vapid students, among them Castiel’s social sell-out younger sister Jessica Moore and the conceited Tyson Brady. Cas and his only friend, Gilda, have navigated Thompson’s tedium as Out and Proud™ social outcasts ever since the end of their Freshman year. Too busy reading queer manifestos, protesting evil corporations’ push for economic globalization, saving the bees, and battling the Patriarchy one English paper at a time, his foster mom Sheriff Jody Mills’ strict no-dating policy - an endless source of agony for Jess - has never bothered Cas. Everything changes when Sam Winchester returns to Seattle for a fresh start, promising himself to keep his nose down and salvage his relationship with his older brother Dean. That is, until he catches sight of the lovely Jessica. Sam enlists the help of his new friend Charlie Bradbury and the two of them concoct a dubious plan. First: find someone who can convince the hostile Castiel Novak to go on a date with him (provided with sufficient financial incentive), someone like Dean, who isn’t even on speaking terms with Sam. Then, trick someone flush with cash but low on brains into sponsoring their little scheme - someone like Tyson Brady, who also happens to want Jess for himself. Simple, right? The course of love never did run smooth. (A Dean/Cas reimagining of Ten Things I Hate About You)

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“Two waters, please,” Cas said, breathing hard. Out of the corner of his eye, Dean glimpsed Cas’ sideways glance. Surprised recognition morphed into displeasure and Dean brought his glass back to his lips to hide his smirk, keeping his gaze fixed on Benny while he made up drinks. “What is this, another ambush?” Dean pretended to not hear him, lightly bobbing his head to the music. Louder, Cas asked,“Well? Why are you stalking me, Winchester?” Momentarily thrown off-balance by the use of his last name, Dean recovered quickly and frowned, cracking an eye open towards the other guy. “Do you mind? You’re kinda ruining this for me.” He waved indistinctly in the air. Cas narrowed his eyes, radiating hostility. “You’re not surrounded by the usual cloud of fumes.” “I quit.” Dean shrugged. “Apparently smoking kills.” “Really?” His scrutiny gave way to genuine surprise. Dean smiled to himself, silently thanking Sammy for the tip. “Well, I better head out before I miss Smells Like Queer Spirit. Pretty exciting to see Freeman back in his hometown.” Flicking down a few bills from his wallet and winking at Benny, he abruptly stood up and headed into the crowd, leaving Cas gaping behind him. Internally he counted, one, two, “No way do you listen to Pansy Division,” Cas called out, decisively. “Surprised?” He cleared his throat, turning around. Cas had snatched his waters from the counter and was trailing behind Dean. “You know, I was watching you out there before and you’ve got some pretty sexy moves.” Cas looked more confounded than ever, so Dean pressed in earnest, “Come to Roman’s Party with me.” Cas tilted his head, calculating. “You don’t take rejection too well, do you?” Dean sucked in a breath. “Is that what this is? You’re rejecting me?” Not for the first time, he wished he’d gotten the genetics for the puppy dog pout instead of Sam. Cas didn’t answer immediately, so Dean clasped his hands around Cas’ shoulders and pleaded, “Just one date. If I’m as bad as you seem to think, just kick me to the curb. I won’t even ask for my jacket back.” He fought the urge to wink, wagering that it would do more harm than good with this guy. Cas’ mouth quirked, an almost-smile. “Is that a yes?” Dean tried. “No.” Cas stared over Dean’s shoulder towards the stage, stubborn. Dean’s brow furrowed. “So, was that a no?” Cas looked at him sidelong now, smirking. “No.” He shrugged off Dean’s hands, which were still clutching at his shoulders, and pushed past him to rejoin Gilda. “I’ll see you at nine!” Dean hollered after him.

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Can’t believe taylor swift killed taylor swift

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r e p u t a t i o n

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Look What You Made Me Do - Taylor Swift

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anyways the next time taylor doesn’t tweet about a feminism (or other) movement just remember that when she went to court to stand up for women who have been sexually assaulted and make an example for women everywhere, she did way more than any tweet (which yall also seemed to feel wasn’t necessary during her trial).

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You raise me up to walk on stormy seas I am strong when I am on your shoulders You raise me up to more than I can be.

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SO PROUD OF YOU!!!!!!!!! <3 <3 <3

Well. Today’s the day. Officially an MA SLP!

And I won 2 prestigious awards along the way. This is what kicking grad school’s ass looks like

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I hate I have to do this again, but we’re in trouble. My household has no food. We’re in the process of getting foodstamps but it could take a couple weeks to get everything settled. My family can’t help us with groceries and I’ve already been to the food pantry in the last 30 days so I can’t go again for a while. We’re so hungry. It’s already been two days since our last meal and we’re miserable. If there is any way you could help us with groceries please send it to my PayPal (sebastianxstan@gmail.com). Even a few dollars would help us get some Raman noodles or something. If you could also signal boost this it would help. Thank you so much.

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I took some screenshots of this video, about “leftover women” in China, women who are unmarried and over the age of 25. I took screenshots every time someone said something that created a picture with the subtitles that just…. resonated with me. Something women can truly understand.

These women deserve to be heard.

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The best advice I’ve ever gotten from a doctor

Last summer I went to see my doctor about a leg injury. She asked me how I was doing in other parts of my life and I broke down crying, confessing I was suffering from a serious bout of depression and anxiety due to losing my job, losing my grandfather, and general stress in life. She let me cry for a minute then said:

“How far into the future can you see?”

“What?” I said.

“How far into the future are you certain of what is going to happen to you?”

“Umm… I don’t know? A few months maybe?”

“Really? That far?”

“Maybe? I don’t know. A few weeks I guess.”

“Ask me how far into the future I can see.”

“Okay… how far?”

“One breath.”

“One breath?”

“That’s it, one breath. I am only certain for as long as it takes me to breathe in and out once. After that, it’s a mystery. You can make plans for the future, but the truth is that leaving here you could be hit and killed by a bus, or tomorrow you could meet the person you’re going to spend the rest of your life with. Nothing is certain. When you’re overwhelmed by anxiety just take one long breath in and out, and do it again. Don’t worry about what’s coming next. Just one breath. Do it now.”

I took one long breath in and out, suprisingly calmer.

“Sometimes doctors have worthwhile advice,” she laughed. I smiled. And I took another breath.

I play this conversation over and over in my head whenever my anxiety takes a hold of me. It helps.

One breath.

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my favourite thing about watching spn for all these years is seeing their phones slowly get more technologically advanced