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“Did you love your father?”
“With everything I had.”




A Father’s Love(r) // Frank Wright, paraphrased // Elizabeth E. Wein, no human hands to touch
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sorry for posting a lot about *remembers this is tumblr* nothing i can post whatever i want forever
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I love wincest. I love sam and dean but especially together. I love gencest, weirdcest, full on fucking each other, everything in between. I love qpr samdean. I love when they fight and make up and save the world and doom it. I love when they punch each other and hold each other. I love them seeing each other laugh and pranking each other, and I love when they hold the others dead bloody broken body. I just. I love wincest
#need some positivity out there <333#wincest#samdean#sam winchester#dean winchester#spn#supernatural#nep speaks#gencest#weirdcest#weecest
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not all rpf is about tin-hatting…god forbid i just want to relax in the cuck chair for a minute
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*uses an em dash and a colon in the same sentence* we're done when i say we're done.
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people love to find progressive ways to say we should all be arranged into separate groups and try our hardest to not relate to one another
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the four most important cities in the usa are las vegas (<- featured in fallout new vegas), new orleans (<- featured in interview with the vampire), new york city (<- featured in the muppets take manhattan), and lawrence kansas (<- featured in supernatural). and we dont have any other cities. theres no more. thats all.
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sometimes instead of “why can’t they just be friends” i think it should be “why can’t they also be friends” because sometimes shipping feels much too much like forcing two pretty characters to kiss and be intimate without actually being interested in the dynamic the two people have. what about hanging out together. what about why they like being in each others company. what do they argue about. how do they patch things up. what do they laugh about.
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There is a standard media depiction of a "healed" person. Someone who has Gone To Therapy. I've noticed this in a few works recently. We often see them at the end of a story, maybe in a "ten years later" epilogue. They speak in a soft, serene voice. They have Accepted what they cannot change. They have let go of a lot, including most of what we see them actually care about in the story itself. They are Happy, At Peace, in some non-descript way. They bare little resemble to the person we were actually shown. They bare little resemblance to any person. We were shown, as we usually are in stories, an agent, a desirer, someone becoming. Now they have Become. And they look back on all that silly becoming as something childish that they have moved past. Fire, you know, fire is for children who don't know any better. To be Healed is to have your fire rightly extinguished; to not even miss it.
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