#There's nothing like it

[adm-starblitzsteel-4305]

WHAT?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

There's no fucking way Rodan should've been dead, and are you kidding me?!?!

WE LOVE YOU YOU FIRE CHICKEN!!! 🥺😭

[youchangedmedestiel]

At first my friend told me there was A LOT of Destiel fics out there when she told me Cas and Dean never kissed in the show. I loved reading about them. I tried wattpad and fanfiction.com first, then I discovered AO3. I realized I preferred how AO3 worked. But then I was frustrated because it's hard to find something you want to read.

So at some point, I started writing alone in my room on my computer what I wanted to read. I thought I knew I'll never post it because I wasn't a writer, so why would I post that? No one would want to read it, so I wrote for myself for a little while, few months I'd say.

But then I thought 'meh it's written maybe I could share it and see how it goes'. So I created an AO3 account (I created my Tumblr blog before that). Then I posted my first fic, then another one and more. Now I've reached 28 and it's not over. I have more drafts on my computer, a loooong list of other ideas.

But I kept telling myself that I won't take part to fandom events because I like writing on my own with no schedules and no pressure. And then I took part to the 5k for 5 May event. My fic is now in the Masterlist.

So I guess never say never. I applies this saying a lot in my life lately, especially with Destiel and how it changed me.

I think I'll never wrote AU fics, but who knows? Even I don't.

[johnsspacesuittight]

okay but can we talk about how dean winchester's relationship to his sexuality is like perfectly mirrored by the entire narrative, like it keeps trying to make him straight and force him into this idea of what a man should be, but no matter what he isn't straight, they can try and he can try as hard as he wants but he's still not straight. like the entire fucking Amara storyline is literally exactly that, a narrative thing that forces him to have feelings for a woman, and they're supposedly super powerful and impossible to break through and yet guess fucking what it's his love for Castiel that breaks through it, like they tried so hard and yet somehow entirely failed to prove anything other than the exact thing they were fighting against and there's something strangely beautiful about that

[mindonmymoneyandmoneyonmymind]

i know i said this 1000x time but indulge me once more

IMAGINE

This boy that you were FORCED to have feelings for but actually ending falling madly in love with is captured. He is soo sweet and soo kind that he used his last dying breath to save you ON MULTIPLE OCCASIONS!!!! He loved you before you even really knew he existed like that.

He gets kidnapped and he is all you can think about you see him getting weaker and weaker but he finally is returned to you unconscious. You cannot contain yourself to see him and tell him how much you love him and miss him and how sorry your are about everything that has happened to him...you shrug off the fuck boy from your hometown (who rescued him for you because he realized he didn't stand a chance) to see him wake up. He wakes up and IMMEDIATELY STARTS CHOKING YOU OUT TO DEATH LIKE CRUSHING YOUR WINDPIPE

WHAT THE FUCK

[bookskittychad]

I love the sound design in silent hill, it's so......

[freepassbound]

The money shots.

[autistic-speedbump]

As a junk collector, I can confirm that it is EXACTLY like this.

[lovely-v]

It’s crazy and fucked up that being yourself is actually the solution.

[iiota]

refraining from a lot of election joke posting and instead I just donated $55 USD to gaza soup kitchen and i encourage anyone else to consider donating even a couple of dollars to the people who will be affected the most from whatever outcome happens

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[muffinlance]

My baby daughter got her adorable puffin-print dress absolutely CAKED in mud crawling around the yard and my first thought was "oh no her beautiful dress"

And my second thought was "oh huh it really WOULD be easy to unconsciously steer her away from playing in the dirt. Unlike my son, whose outfits are usually some kind of solid dark easily washed pants plus a shirt that doesn't trail in the dirt like a dress does."

Anyway something something gender roles start getting shoved on kids from literal birth, but with a little time to think about things, YOU TOO can let your children of any gender absolutely destroy their clothes in the dirt pit they're digging in your garden

[heshmmity]

f4f (fag4fag)

[littlemut]

[opiumvampire]

fuck w me

[inkskinned]

she's singing in another room and my dog is asleep at my feet. my grandma asked me why i haven't found a man yet and i laughed. oh, you know. i like my house clean.

my girlfriend is also my man is also "my partner" if i'm in a professional setting. yesterday we went to a ren faire and a man mimed at me - you're together? and at my delighted nod, his baffled, you're gay? made me laugh. a woman with rainbow hair said i love the two of you together. you're both so beautiful it's absurd.

my dad introduced my partner as my "..... friend. or whatever" the other day. he knows we're dating. in the same way, i was never able to get my sister's husband to stop saying that's gay like it's 2008. he still uses the word fa***t, and my sister's defense of him has always been well, he's just kidding.

my lover and i dance to old music in a tiny kitchen. we judge new music together and take food critique very seriously. we watch love is blind before we fall asleep and agree that if they had a queer season, it would be bloody but also make for excellent tv. of fucking course queer people would know someone for only 2 weeks and agree to get married. what are you saying.

at a bar with friends, a man puts his hand on my wrist. got a boyfriend? and yes, i do have a boyfriend, she's amazing. i am texting her while i wander around a gas station named after geese. i am visiting a swing state for a wedding. in the candy aisle i overhear: she's actually like a lesbian it's disgusting. two teenage girls with packaged sandwiches in their hands, giggling. no literally, like. i'm not, like. okay with her being there while we're all, like, naked and changing.

my girlfriend and i tailgate, drink gin and cider out of cups. from the frat group beside us, a man corrects himself with one of his friends: bro, i mean, nonbinary entity, and it makes everyone around him laugh, myself included. he razzes his friend the same way i would have killed for at 19 years old - like nothing happened, he continues: you apply sunscreen like an alien. he does a little sassy (and fairly accurate) dance interpretation of the motion. his friend is laughing so hard they're crying.

i am lucky, i live in a safe neighborhood in a safe state. my masc passenger princess comes up from DC. i drive her for an hour to where all the leaves are a violent arrangement of color. we walk along the trails, letting autumn into our blood. in this part of the state, there's a lot of pickup trucks and trump signs. when we chastely kiss before getting into the car, i accidentally make eye contact with a woman holding her child's wrist. she looks disgusted. she looks fucking pissed.

two hours later my girl and i are eating dinner on a patio, soaking in the last warmth of new england sun before the chill of winter sets in. we are giggling and trying to talk through plastic vampire teeth. at another table, i see a young woman sit up straighter. i watch her watch us. she blushes and takes her partner's hand from across the table. shy, like the taste of evening has just become something deeper.

it's worth it for this moment, i think. my lover is still humming the same song she's been singing for four days straight and i don't want to kill her for it. her guitar is beside my bed. her toothbrush is in my bathroom. in a few moments i will make us lunch. we are lucky enough to have found each other. it is lucky enough to be in love.

[baristabomb]

...weird amount of dunmeshi fans have been saying being a caretaker in a relationship is the worst thing ever..marcille must want to killl everyone soo bad because doing things for people suuuucks sooo muchh

it's an act of love, not just a job i promise. we all want someone who's willing to take care of us in some way, just like how senshi shows care for others by cooking for them :'|