#there is so much more life to live and learn from and to fear the passage of time is to fear the beauty of life!!!

[marsian-tango]

Yandere Alien

A normal person should be allowed to have normal problems, right? You’re no exception. You have a job that forces you to get out of bed at 8 AM, a shitty apartment that needs to be cleaned and tidied from time to time, bills to pay.

You have a life, you’re busy. But god, you’re exhausted!

You may be an adult, but you’re still young, and sometimes you just need to take a little break from everything!

So when you decide to spend your money on a modest trip to the countryside, staying in a secluded but cozy cabin, you’re finally able to relax…

CRASH!

Or maybe not.

Yandere! Alien who crashes his ship near your cabin, and is pretty much trapped in the debris.

Yandere! Alien who you manage to find through all the metallic rubble, using all your strength to drag his large body to your cabin. Tending to him despite your raw confusion and fear. Trying your best to steady your shaking hands to clean his wounds. How were you supposed to clean a wound again? Ugh! Maybe reddit knows?

Yandere! Alien who in his almost unconscious state, looks at you through half lidded eyes, taking in your soft features and small frame. You look so cute with his blood all over your hands! He can’t believe he got saved by such an adorable human. He needs to learn your culture so he can court you properly. Oh! Will you accept him right away or will you wait a little? Will you come live with him on his planet or should he just remain here with you?

Yandere! Alien who eventually passes out with a lazy smile painting his face, dreaming of how your relationship will develop.

Yandere! Alien who wakes up the next day with waves of pain rushing through his body. But he can only focus on the faint smell that envelops him. The bed he’s lying in…it must be yours! It smells just like you. He takes a deep breath, taking in your sweet aroma. He then gets up from the bed slowly, letting out a groan, he ventures through the cabin until he finds you.

Yandere! Alien who sees you pacing around the living room with a tired and stressed look. Oh, his poor human. You didn’t expect to meet him, neither did he. But don’t worry, he’ll take care of you from now on. After all, you saved him, so it’s the least he can do!

Yandere! Alien who clings to you constantly. He just can’t be away from you! You smell so good, and you’re cute, and small, and so...his. He thought that physical contact was the universal way to show affection, so why are you trying to push him away when he hugs you? It must be a game, right? Yeah, you’re just being silly!

Yandere! Alien who tries to learn your language through shows and movies, while also trying to learn a more human way to court you. It isn’t perfect, but at least you can understand him now.

Yandere! Alien who completely ruined the normality of your life. Having to take him to your house and give him a home. Cause who knows what could happen to him if you don’t? What if the government finds him and experiments with him in a lab? You don’t want that in your conscience!

Yandere! Alien who hates when you go to work. But if he finds out that you’re going out with your friends or, God forbid, a man? Oh, yeah, you’re definitely not leaving. Have fun trying though.

Yandere! Alien who enjoys seeing you struggle against his grip. He’s so much larger and stronger than you. You could bite, scratch, and push as much as you want. It practically tickles him, and it only makes him look down at you with those lovestruck, condescending eyes of his.

Yandere! Alien who’s romantic advances don’t go unnoticed by you, but you just don’t know what to do anymore! You’ve tried your best to make your intentions clear. You saved him, you took him, and you’ll keep him for now. That’s it. You’ve tried telling him countless times that you don’t like him in that way, so why doesn’t he stop cuddling you and asking you to marry him?!

Yandere! Alien who daydreams about his future with you. He’s starting to like earth, so he truly wouldn’t mind living here with you forever. It has nice movies, food that doesn’t exist on his planet, and a funny thing called ‘internet’. He can’t leave your apartment unless it’s nighttime, so when he found out that he could interact with other humans and learn more about your world through this ‘internet’ he was ecstatic! He started learning ways to court you, to treat you, to make you laugh. He even found a website where he can learn how to please you! That one will come very handy once you two get married.

Yandere! Alien who can’t wait to make you officially his…

This is the first time I write for something that isn't school, so this is very new to me. Please excuse my amateur ass, and if you find any mistakes please let me know, cause English isn't my first language. I would really like some feedback, so be as mean as you want, I just want to grow as a writer, even if nobody reads this. Kisses <3

[poppyquills]

Hiiiii ^^ not sure if you've done this before but do you have any thoughts for ningguang and/or arlecchino w vampire!reader ?

⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ Ningguang and Arlecchino with a vampier! S/O HCs ⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚

⋆˚✿˖° warnings -> mentions of drinking blood.

⋆˚✿˖° content includes -> fluff, biting, mentions of fangs, idk what else to add here.

NINGGUANG

⋆˚✿˖° Ningguang is fascinated by your vampier nature. She wants to know more about you, your life, the history you have lived through, etc.

⋆˚✿˖° When it comes to your need for blood Ningguang has it all covered. She easily buys blood bags from different hospitals, and she always makes them sign a contract to never talk about it.

⋆˚✿˖° Ningguang finds your fangs cute and fascinating, she doesn't fear them one bit because she knows you would never hurt her. She loves studying them and teasing you about them.

⋆˚✿˖° She finds your vampier abilities utterly captivating. When she isn't busy Ningguang likes observing you, studying your every move.

⋆˚✿˖° Ningguang is quite pleasently shocked when you ask her to feed from her for the first time. Over the course of your relationship she learned that vampiers feeding from someone they care about is quite intimate, so she feels honored.

⋆˚✿˖° She adores spoiling you with gifts that cater to your vampier nature. She would have luxurious blackout curtians installed in your shared room and comission elegant jewlery that reflect your style.

ARLECCHINO

⋆˚✿˖° Arlecchino was at first suspicious of your vampier nature at first, seeing you as a potential threat. However once she learned to trust you she didn't care much about your vampier nature.

⋆˚✿˖° She didn't flich when you had shown her your fangs for the first time. In reality she finds them fascinating, running her thumb across them as she studied them.

⋆˚✿˖° Arlecchino is completely unbothered by your need to drink blood and she easily gets the blood you need. She would easily pull some strings to get you some blood bags and no one questions it.

⋆˚✿˖° She is willing to let you drink from her. Arlecchino knows that that act is quite intimate for vampiers and it makes her quite pleased that you asked her.

⋆˚✿˖° Arlecchino is oddly protective when it comes to your vampiric identity. If anyone dares to judge or fear you because of it, they’ll quickly find themselves at the receiving end of her glare—or worse.

⋆˚✿˖° She’s incredibly thoughtful about your heightened senses, ensuring that her office and private spaces are comfortable for you. Strong scents or bright lights are adjusted without you even having to ask.

[aziraphales-library]

Hi, i hope you don't get asked this too much, but could you recommend some established relationship fics? canon or au is fine, but not kid fic, if that's possible. Thank you.

Hey. We have an #established relationship tag you can check out. Here are some more to add to the collection...

Where the Cliffs Meet the Sky by springofviolets (M)

Crowley plans a meaningful, romantic anniversary trip to celebrate 1 year of being openly in a relationship with Aziraphale, but things keep going wrong! How will our hero cope? A South Downs Cottage origins story.

One Hundred Days by Lady of Prompts (G)

They should have discussed it more. Wasn’t that what humans did? Spend weeks and months talking about what sort of home they want, what sort of life, dreaming of what moving in together will be like. Making sure their dreams matched up, their expectations. They didn’t buy cottages – in the middle of a forest, no less, half a mile from the nearest village – without considering questions of…of hobbies, and use of space and…and living arrangements. They certainly didn’t take such a step without…defining their relationships. -- Aziraphale only begins to consider the implications of *moving in together* after they've already done it.

Hozier Missed A Trick When He Called It 'Real People' Instead Of 'Joe Bloggs Snogs' by indieninja92 (E)

Months after Armageddoff, Crowley and Aziraphale enjoy a cosy night in. A brief moment of anxiety about a completely invented turn of events sends them off on a rambly, giggling conversation that asks, if they were human, what kinds of humans would they be? Very silly ones, it's safe to say.

Five Times They Weren't Very Sexy and One Time They Aced It by ZehWulf (E)

“Have you ever wondered what it feels like?” Crowley asks while contemplating the dregs at the bottom of his wine glass. He’s aiming for philosophical but fears the faint wheeze at the end of the question might have given him away. “Have I ever wondered what ‘what’ feels like,” Aziraphale asks finally. “Sex,” he says, much louder than intended or reasonable. They both wince.  “Oh, have you never…?” Aziraphale asks with polite disbelief. “You have?” Crowley demands. Look, when you're largely inexperienced sex-favorable asexual ineffables, it takes a bit of practice, a lot of communication, and some bull-headed persistence to get your sex life in commendable working order. Or, five times things got (hilariously) awkward during sex, and one time after they've got it mostly figured out. A companion fic to "Scratching That Itch." (Sex acts, such as they are, tagged per chapter in chapter notes!)

a moment's silence by viperinz (T)

Crowley rubs a hand down his face, sighing. “Then you know that you shouldn’t have done that.” “It was the only choice I had. If you got smitten—” Aziraphale swallows, feeling his back throb in pain. “You would have died right where you stood. I could not allow that.” Crowley’s mouth turns into a thin line, his fury radiating through the room. “So, what? It was better if it was you rather than me that took the hit?” “Yes!” Aziraphale exclaims, sitting up in bed. He winces as his back protests the movement, but he needs Crowley to understand. “You deserve better than what I was able to ever give you, and you need to help Muriel and the Messiah. If I ceased to exist, nothing would change the outcome of stopping all of this.” “No, you don’t get to say that.” Crowley walks up to the bed. “If you think I’ll ever stand to lose you again, then you’re bloody wrong. The outcome would be different because I wouldn’t have you, you daft thing.” After everything is said and done, Aziraphale has to learn to adjust to life on Earth after seven years of being in Heaven. Luckily, Crowley is there to help him heal, and to give him the love that he feels he's lost.

we shall have the world forever for our own by quitequaintrelle (M)

Your new beginning starts here! Lying wholly within the South Downs National Park, the village of Wood’s Bottom is your destination for an idyllic retirement. This quaint hamlet is a short five miles away from the seaside resort of Brighton, with its vibrant array of shopping, culture, and leisure attractions. Boasting stunning landscape views, entirely average weather conditions, welcoming neighbours, and intimate rural charm, Wood’s Bottom is your opportunity to live the exceptionally normal and relaxing lifestyle you’ve always dreamed of. Aziraphale and Crowley have finally found their forever home after successfully ensuring there is still a “forever” to share. Surely they will integrate perfectly well amongst their new neighbours. Surely.

- Mod D

[ni-idea-07]

My favorite person.

TW: Yandere themes, kidnapping, mentions of murder and kidnapping, explicit kidnapping, and more.

Jason loved you, he loved you so much since the moment he saw you. You were so young, full of life, and eager to help people living on the streets. He watched you from a nearby rooftop when you handed out blankets and food to the homeless in Gotham.

That’s when Jason began to follow you.

He discovered you were a journalist, and in Gotham, that was practically a death sentence.

Don’t worry, Jason followed you everywhere and eliminated some of the people who were also trying to kill you.

He also gave you gifts he knew you would like; he sent anonymous messages about events that hadn't gone public yet, even sent you some photos for your blog, and even large floral arrangements.

Although he had a lot of work, he couldn’t stop watching his news segment. He liked watching you talk about a case, he loved how you looked so smart, so confident, and with those dresses that highlighted your lovely curves.

He was a huge fan of your work, loved the way you wrote, and couldn't wait for the next update on your weekly blog, which led him, out of love, to hack your computer and gain access to everything—even if you noticed.

Still, nothing compared to the pain he felt when he found out you were writing a blog about him and that you were planning to present it on the news. He felt betrayed. After everything he had done for you, how could you do this to him? He just wanted to protect you, but you betrayed him.

And you will pay for that.

He slammed his laptop aside, rising from the chair and pacing back and forth in his hideout. His mind was a whirlwind. He had protected you, given you everything, even things he had never given anyone else. He felt vulnerable with you, and you had stabbed him in the back.

—“How could you do this to me?”— he murmured, clenching his fists.

He knew he needed answers, needed to confront you. But more than that, he needed you to understand what you had done, what you meant to him, and why your actions were unacceptable.

That night, while you were working on your blog at home, you received an anonymous message. The sender had been your constant source of exclusives, so you didn’t suspect anything when you opened it. But this time, the message was different.

—“Do you think you can write about me and get away with it? We’ll see each other soon.”—

A chill ran down your spine. You looked around your apartment, feeling like someone was watching you. You tried to focus on your work, but the fear was palpable. You closed your laptop and decided it was better to go to bed early.

That very night, Jason was in your apartment. He had entered effortlessly, using the skills he had learned to open your lock. He watched you sleep, his dark figure blending into the shadows of the room. His gaze was fixed on you, a mix of adoration and anger.

He quietly walked to your desk, looking at the notes and drafts on your laptop. He wanted to destroy it, erase all traces of what you had written. But he couldn’t do it without confronting you first. He wanted to hear from your lips why you had betrayed him.

You woke with a start when you felt a hand on your mouth. Opening your eyes, you saw him. Red Hood was there, standing in front of you, his intimidating yet familiar figure. You tried to scream, but his hand firmly covered your mouth.

—“You’re not going to scream. I just want to talk,”— he said in a calm but tense voice. Slowly, he removed his hand, giving you space to breathe.

—“Who are you? What are you doing here?”— you asked, your heart racing, although something inside you already knew.

—“Isn’t it obvious?”— he said as he took off his mask, revealing his face. —“I’m the subject of your blog. I’m the man who’s been protecting you from day one.”—

Your mind took a moment to process it. —“You...”— The words caught in your throat. You had researched so much about Red Hood, but you never imagined he’d be this close to you now.

—“Why did you do this?”— he asked, his voice heavy with pain. —“After everything I’ve done for you, why did you betray me?”—

—“I don’t know what you mean...”—

—“You’ll understand, don’t worry, princess.”—

—“I’ll delete it if that’s what you want,”— you whispered, but your words only seemed to fuel his fury.

Jason stepped closer, leaning over you. —“No, you didn’t. But I did because I love you. And now you’ll understand what that love means.”— His gaze was intense, dangerous.

You had no escape. And at that moment, you understood that things would never be the same.

He tried to grab you, but with a swift move, you covered his face with the blankets, using the confusion to run.

You ran. His footsteps echoed behind you. The door was near. Not close enough. You felt the tug on your hair.

—“We’ll be together, together forever,”— he spoke as he slammed your head against the wall.

—“I love you... and we’ll be together forever,”— he spoke with such tenderness, then removed his red helmet and kissed your bloodied and semi-conscious face. Everything looked blurry.

His smile was sweet and disturbing, a smile that promised you would never escape. It was the last thing you saw before you passed out.

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[bloogers-boogers]

A au of single dad Adam and divorced Lucifer. Lucifer a man in his late thirties (a flirt) that hasn't grown up since high-school. An engineer, Ceo of the most popular amusement park of their country. A rich lad since he was in diapers. His marriage broke when Lilith (his ex wife) refused to take this relationship any further and left him for a better life that didn’t revolve in picking up Lucifer’s messes. The only thing that links them together is their edgy emo daughter Charlie, who hates both her parents for separating and holds a bigger resent on her father for not letting her live with her mother (however unaware that was Lilith’s decision).

Then there's Adam. A single dad in his early thirties who was married early at the age of sixteen after his (‘deceased’) wife Eve got pregnant and they were force to marry by their parents. A highschool drop out.

The baby did not make it and Eve was so close to dying from their first and second child, however with the years they were far more careful and informed. Then at the age of twenty Cain (their first baby was born). It was a struggle, financially because he was unexpected (but a blessing!). Fights, stress and fears started to bottle up in their marriage and it didn't take long for Adam to caught Eve cheating on him. He forgave her, but years after, she was caught again. Then old truths started to come to light when a old friend of him from high-school (Azrael; brother of Lucifer) revealed to him that Eve had cheated at prom night with the Morningstar and that the child she had first carried could've possibly not be his afterall, hence he wouldn't have never married that woman in the first place if he had knew!

He started drinking trying to forget all the open wounds that he couldn't recover from. Eventually their marriage crumbled and Adam grew resentful towards his wife, in one heated argument Adam had mess around with a coworker at his previous job and Eve caught on, immediately breaking up with him. Leaving him one note and three children to care for (Cain, Abel and Seth), disappearing outta existence, leaving him all alone with all of their financial struggles.

It was a hard time for Adam, but he got his shit together for his children and found a good job as a tenis coach and babysitter (he babysat Lute for years until her adolescence, her parents practically neglectful and absent most of her life, she basically sees Adam as a father/and her coach), at that same period he had also encountered Vaggie who was interested in learning tennis (asking him to coach her) and soon figured out how much those two girls did not get along.

Not long after, one usual and normal day taking his children to school he stumbles across the man he despised for so many years after that awful revelation linked to his ex wife.

Lucifer recognizes him and immediately tries making conversation with him as if nothing happened (actually dumbly oblivious), Adam furiously ignores the guy but it becomes their daily routine where one (Lucifer) would try interacting with him and the other (Adam) would bluntly ignore him.

As if the universe hated Adam, since their first encounter after high-school, they're always be put in situations that revolves in them teaming up together and solving problems.

Throughout all this Adam learns to forgive and Lucifer learns to be more responsible (acting his age) from seeing the other.

It kinda just develops from all that and in the long run they end up having a "one-not-so much car fucking time thing". Basically Lucifer starts fucking Adam at the back of his trunk every time Adam finishes coaching.

Lucifer was the first to go through the crisis of accepting his feelings for Adam being far more serious than just hookups (which he has feared to happen for years after Lilith), then, he starts slowly accepting them and starts pursuing Adam. Doing small things, thoughtful, touchy, clingy and being careful which Cain immediately took notice of, having some silent beef with Lucifer for Adam’s affection. He also tries to be some sorta figure that Adam's kids could look up to or to be that person they look for if they couldn't resort to their father but Cain didn’t like/trusted him, Abel had not interested in getting to know him and Seth was basically still a baby to give his own little opinion. He basically becomes Adam’s personal babysitter when he's busy or out of town so regardless they deal with Lucifer even if they don't want to (this is what taught him how to take responsibilities seriously).

Adam gets along with Charlie pretty easily because he shares the same interests when it comes to bands and singing. Considering Charlie was in her emo more agnst phase, she was more inclined to rock, metal music which Adam loved. So to Lucifer’s shock Charlie enjoyed Adam’s company more over his.

Adam also taught her how to played the electric guitar.

And that's pretty much I got for this au!

[calphalon]

because i love you | jason todd

⤵ tw: lowercase writing, possessive behavior, yandere, unhealthy relationship, marking, nsfw ⤵ note: i just think he wants you to love him so much he doesn’t feel like he has to hurt you ⤵ inspo song: and i love you so by elvis presley

a special kind of rot was living inside his corpse. it buried itself deep in his bones till it reached the marrow and metal, demanding the muscles move in unnatural ways he never thought were in his nature. it made its way all the way up into his brain, like worms crawling through the dirt, sometimes twisting the judgement bruce believed he should have had when it came to what he did with that pretty thing of his. “clip the wings of your bird and it will learn to rely on you even if it doesn’t want to.” maybe his version of clipping was having you pressed down underneath him, biting into any exposed skin he could find after an argument. the shape of his teeth leaving an intent on your flesh, one that so clearly showed the shape of his love he forced on your body. a tangible sign he was there, his rot transferring from deep within him into your bloodstream with each bruise and bite he left. he needed the world to know you were already damaged goods, infected, so they would back away. a wild dog marking its territory. maybe his version of clipping was the way he fucked you softly, agonizingly slow. forcing your body to not only get used to the shape of his but get addicted to it. craving it, needing it, depending on it. the way you begged him to go faster, to go deeper, anything to soothe the heat he cooked inside of your stomach. something in his brain clicked and needed to hear it over and over again, the rot demanding you cry before he could give in to your needs. even when he wanted nothing more than to savor you, to please you, to treat you like a good man would, the rot came first. maybe his version of clipping was the way he isolated you from everyone that wasn’t him. even his own brothers, even his own father, no one could look at you the way he did. the rot made its way into his eyes and clouded his vision, seeing everyone as a threat in some kind of way. the rot made its way into his throat, controlling the threats he yelled at strangers who dared to show you there was the hope of an escape route. if the only arm available to carry you from room to room was his, maybe he wouldn’t constantly fear you replacing him with a cleaner mutt. if you were a bird, he must have been a wild dog carrying your corpse around in his jaw like some kind of delicate trophy till he reached wherever he thought the doorstep was. a starving, flea ridden, rotting wild dog who wanted nothing more than to eat the bird, but some poor semblance of restrain making him pick at the corpse piece by piece till only the bones were left to carry. in another life, where his corpse never rose and the hunger of love didn’t puppet him, you would be able to fly free. unfortunately, the disease of jason todd was already soaked deep into every cut on your skin till it reached that poor heart of yours. the disease that made you think you loved him, that he was the one for you despite how bad he made everything seem. even when he broke you in a way that only suited him, molded you with his fear of what would happen if you weren't there for him, and solidified that in that infected heart of yours was a hole shaped perfectly for him to hide all his guilt in. the guilt of a dog who knows he is eating his bird bones and all day by day. maybe his version of clipping was letting you still love him for how you saw him, not as he knew he was.

[fionnaskyborn]

People like this have made me terrified that I am mischaracterizing my favorite character by playing into his strengths and emphasizing them so much... That I'm making things "too anime", "too over-the-top", and by doing that straying away from the groundedness that made the character compelling in the first place... But I think it's better to be a fan who loves someone so much they're willing to step into goofy over-the-top showcases of strength and morals out of love than being a fake fan who only ever rags on what they proclaim is so dear to them. I dunno. I don't think I'm wrong in saying that. I'm hella insecure when it comes to my own writing, especially with this guy because I want to do him as much justice as I possibly can as a writer. But I have to convince myself that it's not too much.

[arolesbianism]

Doodle of my boy

[wittyworm]

taino teachings are realigning my entire mindset. everything is. making more and more sense the more i read. Yoka hu (the father) and Ata Bey ( the mother) are both inside me . spiritually and physically. i have always said, for many years that i did not understand the concept of gender how this society is teaching it, because i am both my father and mother in body and spirit, but also wholly myself, and i need to respect myself, and how i've been feeling for so so long. it's all making so much sense.

[pyrriax]

ANYWHO goodnight tumblr i'll be back on the art grind tomorrow i think 🙏

[heyitsphoenixx]

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[endbeginning]

and if i said.... pet.er peve.nsie.....

[joons]

"[Elvis] always appreciated compliments rendered him, the gifts he received or the considerations extended to him. Only when he thought an ulterior motive was behind the act, did he withhold his feeling."

!!!

[impossible-rat-babies]

Thinking about fordola time I guess !

[mkzmerryfriend]

To believe aging is an inevitable consequence of living instead of a gift for your hard earned life that you never asked for is to chain yourself to a life of misery.

the older i get and the closer i am to reaching 30, the more the people around me try to deny me my age. it’s a constant ‘oh you’re just turning 29 again teehee 🤭’ or ‘dont tell your SO that, he’ll leave you for a younger model 😉’ and i just???? hate it?????????

i spent my entire teenaged years fighting for my life. i crawled through the deepest pits of my depression to cling to the promise of a life beyond that pain. i was so convinced that i was going to die young, that i would never see the grace of my age starting with a 2, let alone 3.

so im going to turn 30, and there’s not a damn thing anyone can do to stop me from loving it.

[secretmellowblog]

People who try to analyze what happened on Tumblr on November 5th, 2020, often really overstate how much it was actually “about” Supernatural. As someone who has never been in the supernatural fandom ever but dID join in on the hysterical destielposting—it was really more about the stress of the pandemic and the 2020 presidential election.

The two biggest Youtubers I’ve seen try to dissect “what happened that November 5th” in video essays both weren’t American—- and I think that explains why they both tried to explain the hysteria primarily via analyzing the Supernatural fandom/the original show, rather than through the lens of the election. And while those videos are cool, valid, informational, and make lots of really well-considered interesting points— I can tell you that me and almost all my mutuals had literally no knowledge or interest in the fact that “oh supernatural had made nods at the ship in the past but the creators were adamant that I wouldn’t be canon” or etc etc etc etc. the first time I learned about any of that context was way later, watching videos where people claimed that fandom history context (that I did not know anything about) was the actual reason for the hysteria.

But the reality is that people latched on to the Destiel stuff because it was a piece of big useless inane zero-stakes fandom news in a time when we were desperately waiting for serious high stakes election news. We were latching onto a “positive “ piece of inane stupid fandom news in a time of great stress, with all the desperation of a drowning man who latches onto whatever piece of wood will keep him afloat.

The core of the hysteria was that Americans (who make up a huge chunk of tumblr’s userbase) were currently glued to their laptops watching the live presidential election vote counts come in. These vote counts were taking an extended amount of time due to the pandemic causing high numbers of mail-in ballots, resulting in a constant state of Election Day Stress for multiple days straight.

This was also during the height of the Pandemic. People had predicted Trump’s presidency would be bad; no one had predicted it would be this apocalyptically bad. No one had predicted pandemics and lockdowns and hospitals overflowing with bodybags. remember Trump spreading Covid lies and conspiracies?? There were so many Qanon conspiracies about democrats being Satanic child traffickers who had to be put to death, and coup threats were mounting from the right wing side. It seemed like this election was a choice between ‘centrist democrat’ and “apocalyptic right wing conspiracy theory authoritarianism,” in the midst of pandemic conditions that people feared would never ever improve— and it seemed like a close election.

Another major point was that Trump voters were more likely to be antimaskers/Covid deniers, while Biden voters were more likely to take the pandemic seriously— so Biden voters were more likely to send in mail-in ballots instead of risking the in-person voting crowds, which meant their ballots would take much longer to count. And so, in many state electoral vote counts, it would initially seem like Trump was very far in the lead— only for Biden to slooooowly build up an agonizingly small lead as the mail in ballots came in, and then defeat Trump at the very end.

So you’re just watching these news sites giving live election updates, refreshing the page every 2 minutes to see if you’re going to live under a spineless centrist democrat or a literal Qanon Dictatorship. And then you go on tumblr to distract yourself, and there’s more election posting, and more agonizing over the votes, and more stress and despair—-

And then it’s been days and we’re right at the crucial tipping point where it’s anyone’s game and the next few hours will determine whether Trump will win, so you need to keep your eye on the vote count, because the next hours will determine the future of the pandemic and your country and your plans for your entire life—

And then stupid Destiel becomes canon! And it becomes canon in the silliest way possible!

If Destiel had become canon at any other time, it would have been a big goofy tumblr celebration? But we wouldn’t have gotten the insane explosion of hysterical interaction.

The entire core of it was the contrast between the inane meaningless stupidity of fandom news vs the actual stressful election news you wanted to hear! It really is best conveyed in that meme where Castiel says “I love you” and Dean indifferently responds with a piece of important election news.

It’s about the contrast between the low-stakes inanity of fandom and the massive life-destroying stakes of a terrifying election. There really was no reason it had be Supernatural specifically, except that Supernatural was a thing everyone knew basic things about from dashboard osmosis— it could’ve been any other equally huge silly fandom ship news about a ship everyone *knew of* but might not necessarily be invested in (ex. Stucky becoming canon, Johnlock becoming canon, Kirk/Spock becoming more canon somehow, etc etc etc.)

I think it’s true that people who weren’t paying agonizingly close attention to the American election news got swept up in it, and that non American Supernatural fans also were extremely excited for purely fandom reasons — but the entire reason it blew up to an unprecedented degree was because of that core of stressed out terrified Americans glued to their computers watching election results and suddenly receiving stupid fandom news instead, and deciding to just hysterically parodically hyper-celebrate this absurd useless zero-stakes news.

I think it was also all elevated by the fact that, as I said before, this happened at the crucial “tipping point” of the election where the next few hours would determine the winner. The fact that Biden began to slowly develop a lead in the hours after made it feel, hysterically, as if the hours after Destiel became canon was somehow the turning point where he began to win; so celebrating Destiel felt like celebrating that slow turn towards victory.

The tl,dr is that it’s so important to Remember the Fifth of November …..in preparation the inevitable hysteria that will happen in the presidential election on November 5th of next year. XD. Personally I’m rooting for Johnlock or Frodo/Sam to somehow become canon in the eleventh hour right before the democrats win