BYU Gothic
You know the MARB. You’ve had religion, math, physics, CS classes, and church in the MARB. There are many classrooms. But you only have been to 206. Or was it 207? It doesn’t matter there all the same, and you can’t leave.
You’re free at 11 on Tuesdays. But you can’t do anything. You can’t go to your professor. You can’t go to the Cougar Eat. You must go to the devotional. Wasn’t that a good devotional?
There’s a building on your schedule that you’ve never heard of. You found it on the first day from an online map. After the semester is over, that building doesn’t exist. You ask others about it and no one knows what you’re talking about.
Everyone wants a ROC pass. You don’t know what a ROC pass is. Everyone asks you if they can borrow a ROC pass. The sports season ended last month, but there’s another game next week. Well parking is going to suck this weekend.
The talmage has 1 floor. It has 2 floors. It has 3 floors. There’s also a basement. There’s only 1 floor.
You see someone new. The chanting begins. What’s your name. Where are you from. What’s your major. What was your name again. What was your name again.
You want to make friends. Sorry he’s engaged, he can’t give you his number. Someone else asks you out, and yet they get offended because you want to be friends. I can’t hang out with you, I have midterms. Better luck next semester.
You notice the desks were bigger last time. And last class your paper kept falling off. They keep getting smaller. You just decide to keep your computer on your lap.
There is nowhere you can sit in the testing center where the sun will not be in your eyes at some point during your test.
There’s one person that has been in more than 3 of your classes before. You don’t know their name but you’ve seen them and have made eye contact multiple times. You will see them again.
"What are you doing?"
"Wrapping Sammy's Christmas present."
Cas admires all the wrapping material spread out on the table. "You're putting a wrapped box inside another wrapped box?"
Dean smiles and nods. "Uh huh. And inside that box is another box, which has another box, which has another box, which has his present."
"I don't understand. Won't Sam be mad opening so many boxes? What is the pleasure here?"
"The pleasure is for me."
"What's the present?"
"Starbucks gift card."
"You're going back to Hell."
So, you are telling me… that people don’t like anatomy? Since when?- It’s the most logical science of the human body yet!!
ummm random style change (i'll be switching) anyway angst art of the 'boy with the demon blood'
my take on the whole "dean was parentified" narrative and where that slippery slope usually takes people ("sam was spoiled as a kid and dean shielded him from all harm") is that many people can't comprehend that dean was in fact parentified, but that doesn't mean he was sam's father. sam had a father, and it was john.
nor does it mean sam was spoiled or babied by either of them. canon doesn't support this interpretation despite it being so popular in the fandom.
dean was parentified in the sense that he had responsibilies and stressors that weren't appropriate for his age and his role as a son... but that doesn't change the fact that his relationship with sam was that of a brother, not a parent.
at one point dean says "I had to be more than just a brother. I had to be a father, and I had to be a mother." and his feelings of overwhelm and resentment are valid—their childhoods were difficult, stressful, and abnormal.
however, this doesn't mean "john was absolutely useless and neglectful, so he was completely out of the picture. dean was indeed sam's father and mother. and he fulfilled those roles so well that sam had a happy, easy childhood and he was freed from any parent-related trauma, since dean was his parent, and he did a stellar job at it"... you know?
parentified siblings are siblings after all (and sam and dean only have a 4-year age gap). and dean did "fail" in his parentified role—sometimes he fucked up, sometimes he was the one hurting sam. in many ways, he didn't understand sam's needs or how to fulfill them. which is understandable. and he definitely couldn't shield sam from the difficulties they both had to face. that was well beyond his capability after all
on top of that, sam was taught self-reliance from a young age and he was exposed to the hardships of their lifestyle just like dean (hardships in general since he was born, and hunter-related ones since he was eight). and most of the glimpses we get of sam as a child/teen show a lonely, sad, troubled person. where's the pampered and unconcerned child!sam people keep hallucinating?
deep down, the issue is that people seem to put sam and dean on a seesaw and weight their problems and traumas against each other. if we say sam had a shitty childhood, then we're somehow denying dean's traumas and sacrifices. and if we believe dean suffered a lot in his youth, then that must mean sam had everything served on a silver platter. and that makes no sense.
Think about Sammy and he's five years old and he says "Spicy water!" when the waitress at the diner asks what he wants to drink. And she laughs and looks at John for an explanation but he doesn't have one and can't bring himself to admit that his nine year old is the one who usually takes care of the kid.
She brings a seltzer water and Sammy takes a sip and makes a face, because it's not the spicy water but the fizz is good too and he loudly declares that to the waitress. She smiles and gives the family a free slice of pie because the kids are so cute.
Later that night, back at the motel, John sees Dean pouring holy water into Sam's sippy cup and saying "you can't tell Dad that the water's spicy" and his heart shatters all over again.
I’ve seen a lot of posts on my dash tonight about users who are threatening suicide, with other Tumblr members posting in effort to try to get ahold of them. I think you all should see this:
IF THERE IS EVER A TUMBLR USER WHO HAS POSTED A GOOD-BYE MESSAGE, SUICIDE NOTE, VIDEO, OR ANYTHING OF THE SORT, PLEASE FOLLOW THIS POST.
1. Scroll to the top of your dashboard.
2. See the circular question mark icon at the top? It’s the third one over from your home symbol. Click on that, and a screen similar to the one in the picture will come up.
3. Where you can type in questions, the box with the magnifying glass at the top, type in the word “suicide.”
4. Click on the first link that shows up. It should say, “Pass the URL of the blog on to us.”
5. Type in the user’s URL and tell Tumblr admin that the user is contemplating suicide and has posted a message indicating that they are going through with it or will be attempting. Hit send! Tumblr administration will perform a number of actions to contact the user and take the necessary steps to prevent the suicide.
TUMBLR: THIS COULD SAVE A USER’S LIFE. PLEASE DO NOT IGNORE SUICIDE THREATS.
Reblog this to keep other users aware. Suicide isn’t a joke, and neither is someone’s life. If you didn’t know this, someone else may not, either. Pass it on.
If Supernatural was my fun little comics project, aka Dean is a grunge punk and Sam is a grunge emo. Cas stays the same tho
is this a safe space. I have something to say about john winchester
the whole "dean knew it was the demon cuz john would never say he's proud of dean" fanon idea bothers me
for one, that's not what dean says in the scene. he says that john would be mad wasting a bullet and not be proud of him for that specific thing, not that he wouldn't be proud of him ever. secondly, john goes on to say that he really is proud of him when he's back to himself.
fanon likes to villianize john and I just can't get on board with it :/ like john at his core LOVES his family, would and has killed and died for them.
and besides, isn't it much more delicious to think that the reason dean thinks john wouldn't be proud of him is because they leave it unspoken? that instead of telling their love for each other, they show it, and assume that the others would also kill and die for them. all that tension and miscommunication..... yummm
people in fanfiction are so good at identifying v specific smells. I literally struggle to identify vanilla when I’m sniffing a candle labelled “VANILLA” how are these kids getting woodsmoke, rain, mint, and a whiff of byronic despair from a fuckin tshirt
she/her | 20supernatural | percy jackson | hunger gameslds | byu student
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