I did not know this. That doesn't stop me from being thankful to her.
Knowing that trans women of color started the movement in the united states and were literally immediately erased and excluded from what they started is the most deeply jading knowledge.
It is the original sin of the so-called queer community and it damns it from the cradle.
The members of the "I am bisexual in every way except canon" club
This is edited, because I screwed up and put Elenour from the Good place on here and people in the comments told me she is canon bi. So I replaced her with Stiles. I honestly have no idea how I forgot him, since he is a poster child for fanon bisexuals.
Every supernatural episode ever
if cas isn’t in it then I don’t care
This finally made it to my dash
So when Cas pulled Dean out of hell he left a handprint on him
so……where’s Sam’s handprint?
*whispers* it’s nowhere above the waist
Cas
where did you grab him
Oh wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow
I'm in love
three cheers for sweet revenge but make it hannibal and will >:)
Absolutely Worthy price of art
(Reenacted this HP post y’already know about :))
Oh whoa.... Yes to this please.
In desi household, We girls have to try to make ourselves happy within these four walls to not go insane, because unlike boys we don’t get the privilege to leave house without telling anyone to go anywhere else, When I’m tired and sad and want to be away from that place for a time and to keep myself sane. I have to wait for everyone to go to sleep so I can go upstairs start listening to my sad songs and dance a little bit on rooftop when everyone’s sleeping and no ones there to disturb you and judge you, one can do whatever you want and whatever makes you happy, and that’s why we girls romanticised life a little bit more then boys because if not then we’ll go insane.
Who's up for some Ides of March roleplay?
This post is for ladies only. If you are a guy, GET out of here.
I bestow upon you this dagger. It is an ancient dagger. Use it wisely.
It takes him 3 days to get there - 3 days of driving and barely any stops for food. He doesn’t exactly know why he’s going up there - maybe to see it, maybe to talk, maybe to just sit. But either way, it takes him 3 days.
He gets there when it’s dark and he has to stop the Impala and sit for a very long minute - which turns into 3, and then 4, and then 5. And then he’s rushing to get out of the confines of the car and the door is slamming shut behind him.
The air is cold when he steps out, and his hair gets swept from his face - he really needed to cut it again. He shoves his hands into his jacket and he pushes himself further down into it to block out the cold. He stands still for another moment before he takes a deep breath, the cold burning his lungs, and he starts forward.
It takes him exactly 123 steps to find the grave. It takes him 23 seconds to kneel down and settle his hand on the granite name of Mary Winchester. He let out a shuddering breath at the feel of it, and he bowed his head slightly.
He could do this. He could say it - even if it wasn’t really her, it wasn’t like he could go up to heaven and tell her. He braces himself, letting himself take a moment.
“Mom-” he starts, before he cuts off, emotions flooding through and causing his throat to feel thick. He swallows thickly before he begins again. “Mom…I…I thought you should know something.”
It takes him another moment to pull his hand away from the stone, dropping it to his side. He stands again after a moment and takes a deep breath, one of his fingers moving to twist the ring on his hand.
“I’m engaged,” he says, his breath coming out in a rough breath, and he says it more to the stars in the sky than to the grave. He feels a low weight lifted off of him, and he feels himself relax. “Yeah…I’m engaged,” he repeats, bowing his head, his eyes finding the ring quickly.
“Cas asked me about a month ago and I….I needed to tell you,” he whispers, his chest constricting. He needed to tell her - it was this way or no way, and he would take this way. He stood for a moment longer before nodding and turning on his heel, marching back to the car.
It would take 3 days to get back to where Sam and Cas were now, but he would get there. And when he did, he’d have Cas to hold him as he told what he did, to rock him as he told how it hurt, to do everything he could to make Dean forget.
He had Cas. He was engaged to Cas. It was fine. Everything was fine.
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thought some non angst was needed
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