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Couldn't reblog this fast enough

I want to apologise to

- Britney for making fun of her when she had her breakdown

- Monica Lewinski for judging her when she was a 22year old temp sexually assaulted by the most powerful man in the world

- Ke$ha for ever thinking she was trashy when all she wanted to do was make party music

- Kristen Stewart for ever thinking she was dumb when she’s actually one of the coolest people ever

- Megan Fox for ever thinking she was just a slut when actually she was an actress being harassed by her employer. 

- Hating all the women who made a career out of having a hot body. Being is shape is hard, beauty is a weapon and auto promotion is hard work. 

- All the Mary-Sues, who exist because young girls everywhere want to be part of a story they love so much

- All the female characters I ever snobbed because they got in the way of my ship.

- Hating the color pink during my teenage years, when it’s actually a lovely color and what I resented was society’s pressure to perform femininity. 

hey! bi people’s terms need more recognition!

doe: fem bi girl

stag: masc bi girl

tomcat: androgynous bi girl

mage: fem bi boy

knight: masc bi boy

druid: androgynous bi boy

dove: fem nonbinary bi

crow: masc nonbinary bi

pigeon: androgynous nonbinary bi

Yes.

Reblog to let your followers know you are a safe person to come out to.

I found this on my dash again and this time I'm reblogging

sorry everyone

Make this a thing guys.

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IF DESTIEL BECAME CANON AND YOU’D CONTINUE TO WATCH THE SHOW REBLOG THIS POST

REBLOG THIS ONE IF THE OPPOSITE

This is the only description of Castiel I wholeheartedly accept. Oh yes I do.

Things everyone forgets about Castiel:

1.  In his true form, he probably looks something like this:

These nice looking fellas here are angels, as described in Ezekiel 10:14.  They’re said to be massive in size (hence the Chrysler building remark) with at least six wings and four faces. 

When asked, Misha said that Castiel’s four faces consist of a lion, a zebra, (unsurprisingly) a sock monkey, and (even less surprisingly) a cat.  No wonder he likes cats so much – he’s literally part cat himself.  They are his people.

2.  He wasn’t just a “random foot soldier.”

I see Cas described this way in a lot of fanfics, and it never fails to irk me.  For one thing, Cas isn’t just some run-in-the-mill, middle-class angel: he’s a seraph.  According to the Christian angelic hierarchy, this is the highest-ranking and most powerful form of angel.

Here are two of them guarding the Divine Throne, literally placing the Seraphim closest to God on the Biblical hierarchy.

“Attending Him were the mighty Seraphim, each with six wings.”  (Isaiah 6:2)

Not only that, even among the Seraphim, Cas has always been exceptional:  he was the leader of his own garrison, and charismatic enough to establish leadership among the angels, leading a rebellion first against an archangel (Raphael), and then against “God” (Metatron), even after he’d already established himself as a dangerous and unpredictable figure in the other angels’ eyes.

In short, he is a legitimately terrifying force of nature.  Fear him.

3.  He’s actually incredibly smart. 

In “fanon,” it seems to be an increasingly common trope to depict Cas as a helpless, incompetent child with no life skills, completely dependent on the Winchesters for protection.  This makes very little sense, considering he not only has eons of military experience, but he’s strategically brilliant.  

Case in point:  remember that time he took out a room full of angels by carving an Enochian Sigil into his chest?

Or the time he hid from heaven for months on end in an eerily similar cluster of chain restaurants, while simultaneously hiding an angel tablet under his skin?

Or the time he escaped from the angelic equivalent of the Overly Attached Girlfriend by buckling his seat belt and crashing them into a ditch?

Even as a human, he was incredibly resourceful, getting masking symbols tattooed onto his skin, and ultimately killing at least three full-fledged angels, completely without the use of his own powers.

It’s also important to note that in this season, he also proved himself to be able to function as a hunter without Sam or Dean’s assistance.

Even his most ill-advised decisions were actually completely logic based:  his deal with Crowely was made in order to defeat Raphael and stop a second apocalypse (which he actually did), and his most recent “deal with the devil” was made in order to defeat Amara, which even Sam subsequently acknowledged to be their only option.

So don’t be a Metatron:  “mentally deficient puppy” vibes aside, Castiel is no idiot. 

4.  Even as angels go, he’s extremely unusual.

Another thing that bothers me is that I often see Cas’s eccentricities attributed to his species:  his enduring social awkwardness, refusal to wear anything but a suit and trench coat, off-beat, understated sense of humor, and Aspergers-y inability to catch social cues, perceive sarcasm, or express emotions (despite being one of the few angels to actually have them to begin with) are often attributed to being standard characteristics of the angelic race.  

But let’s have a look at some of the other angels we know.  Do we ever really see them do any of this?  At all?

And before you attribute this to the fact that Cas has less experience on Earth, take a look at the other angel who hasn’t been exposed to humanity in quite a few eons:

Bottom line is, Cas isn’t just “weird” by human standards.  As an entity, he is singularly odd.

God (literally) made him and threw away the mold.

5.  Jokes aside, there is virtually no way he’s heterosexual.

I can’t help but find debates over angelic sexual preference within the fandom to be slightly ridiculous.  While ninety percent of the fandom enthusiastically screams, “He’s gay!” there is a small percentage that firmly insists he’s straight as an arrow.  Roughly two percent of the fandom claims he’s pan or ace, which honestly are the only sexuality headcanons I find logical.

Because, not to make anyone uncomfortable, but Castiel isn’t a guy – he isn’t even technically a “he:”  Angels are canonically WITHOUT GENDER.  This means that while he obviously does experience sexual (or at least emotional) attraction, it would make absolutely no sense for him to be attracted to women exclusively.  He physically *cannot* be straight. 

Keeping this in mind, it also makes scenes like these even more suggestive (if that’s even possible):

Seriously, for those of you wearing your heterosexuality goggles, just imagine Cas had a female vessel.  Then imagine just how “platonic” these scenes would look.

“That’s your otp”?

“They’re just friends”

Hellllp finding a fic!

I read this fic with Destiel on ao3 and I can't find it anymore. It's where Dean, Sam and Cas retire, with Sam going back to college, Dean and Cas moving in together. Cas works in a soup kitchen, and dean is a mechanic. It ends with them having their first kiss. Anyone has an idea? It also has a dog and a swordfish in it somewhere.

That was beautiful. I have no words...

mornings are for lovers ~ a quick destiel drabble, 780 words.

Early morning, still veiled by fog. Dean has just pulled the Impala up to a diner that looks to be straight out of the ’60s, complete with teal and chrome trim. Sam is first to get out of the car, stretching his arms above his head in hopes to pop his spine. Dean and Cas lag behind, slow-moving and muttering complaints under their breath about it being too early and I need some damn coffee.

Used to the two being barely functional before their caffeine fix, Sam waits patiently, hands now stuffed in the pockets of his jacket. That is, until Dean waves him off, still standing by the driver’s side door, and says, “Go on ahead, Sammy. I need to talk to Cas.”

There’s no further explanation, just Dean staring back at Sam expectantly. Sam raises an eyebrow at him – a little surprised that Dean even managed to speak coherently this early – but relents. “Okay,” Sam says, if a little hesitantly, and goes into the diner alone, getting a table for the three of them.

He’s seated in a booth that looks out the front windows, orders a coffee for himself (he doesn’t know how long they’ll be, and Dean will complain if his has gone cold), and again, waits for the other two to join. He passes the time by scrolling through news articles on his phone, flicking occasional glances at Dean and Cas where they stand next to the Impala, their heads inclined towards one another – although that’s all Sam can see from his spot.

Maybe ten minutes pass, possibly more. When Sam raises his eyes to check on the two outside, they’re caught in an embrace; Cas’ arms are around Dean’s shoulders, Dean has fistfuls of Cas’ coat, like they’re holding on. Sam averts his gaze – something about the moment seemed too… It’s not for Sam to see.

It’s another couple minutes, though no more than five, before Dean and Cas make it into the diner, coming over to Sam and sitting on the same side booth. Sam takes note of Dean’s reddened cheeks, the near bashful way they keep looking at each other from under their lashes, the soft smile Cas has.

“Did you order yet?” Dean asks Sam, and clearly they weren’t going to talk about what just happened.

“Just coffee,” Sam answers, sliding his gaze to Cas for a second, who keeps fiddling with something on his left hand, out of view from Sam.

The waitress comes up to their table, and Sam lets the questions bubbling around his mind drop for now.

It doesn’t click for Sam until later, while they’re driving out on some back road. Or, well, it became more obvious. Cas is in the passenger seat with a book in his lap. He reaches over to Dean, dropping his arm over the length of the back rest, hand on Dean’s shoulder. Cas’ fingers begin to sift idly through the hair at Dean’s nape, and Sam sees it.

A ring.

Oh. Oh.

Sam is quiet for a few moments, letting this new information sink in. Sam has never seen his brother happier, or more at ease, and the same goes for Cas. He’s happy for them. “Congrats, you guys,” Sam says eventually, and he means it.

It’s Cas who turns to look at him, smiling more with his eyes. “Thank you, Sam,” he says, and Sam smiles back.

Dean catches Sam’s eye in the rear view mirror. He doesn’t say anything, and neither does Sam. He nods, once, giving his silent support, and then Dean returns his gaze back to the road – though Sam can see from the movement of his cheek that he’s smiling.

~

Dean and Cas were married on a Thursday morning in the parking lot of some nondescript diner, Dean pressing Cas back to the driver’s side door of the Impala. For others, it was hardly perfect, but to Cas and Dean, it was more than they ever thought they would get. Their vows to each other were only for them to hear. Dean had spoken his in the hollow under Cas’ ear, against his skin, heart so full he felt close to erupting, but Cas held him together – like always. Cas, for his part, said his in Enochian first, then in English, hands cupping Dean’s jaw, words whispered against Dean’s mouth. Then they’d kissed, soft and chaste, and Dean pointedly ignored the stinging in his eyes, while Cas’ thumbs stroked over his cheeks, murmuring softly in Enochian.

It was theirs, and it was good.

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And of course I'm still gonna read this fic a hundred times over

sometimes you read a fic and it’s so predictable but in the best way possible like, of course draco and harry had a secret sexual relationship right after the war of course it ended badly less than a year after it began because neither of them know how to talk about their feelings of course they ghosted each well into their mid twenties but now? oho! now draco is back! perhaps he is friends with harry’s friends, perhaps they are now colleagues, perhaps harry needs a professional expert and draco malfoy is the only one smart enough in all of great britain to help out and OF COURSE they are going to spend the entire fic agonizing over what their relationship could have been if only they hadn’t been so daft and selfish in their late teens!! 

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

For the first time, understanding wine taste doesn't sound like a lecture from a connoisseur

I keep trying to like red wine like a grown-up but like … it’s rotten grapes, guys. You can drink things that don’t taste like rotten grapes. Why

[Amusing myself and my anxiety] Post #3 - Oh what Fresh(ers') hell!

Oh, the places I would go! Never thought it might be a literal affair.

So get this, I have been accepted in a new institute for my post-grad, (Yaay?) and as it comes, freshers are welcomed with a freshers’ party!

It as actually pretty good, we had music, dancing, food and of course, people. These people left me to my devices, as I had a group of friends covering me up with a presumed…

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Dunno what's more feely, it being put in words or that

It being put in words!!!

There’s a profound sense of loneliness which accompanies the experience of an INTJ. No one around is like you, no one can see your vision or understand the inner workings of your mind. Where you are expected to be warm, you are cold. Where you are thought to be harsh, you are soft. The idealistic dreamer that burns within us all is cynical, hardened by the failures of the world. Yet, it prevails. Burning with that quiet fury that drives us towards everything we do with ardour. An enigma to others, the only ones who naturally understand us are ourselves.

This made it to my dash again, and it got better

I’ve had enough “boy falls in love with girl” redemption arcs. Give me “bad guy to dad guy.” Give me “villain’s favorite bakery has a ‘no villains’ policy and they had really good croissants so they reformed.” Give me “got bored, accidentally did something good, stumbled into being city’s greatest hero” type villains. Give me “villain worked for evil assassin agency, got their marks mixed up, accidentally killed bad guy instead of good guy, lol oops nothing left to do but switch sides” villains. Give me unconventional, fresh, and sometimes cheesy redemption arcs.

Remember when the fucking Notre Dame burned down and everyone knew instantly and it was over every single news outlet?

Well there’s been a massacre going on in Sudan for DAYS and NOBODIES COVERING IT!

So there is currently a media blackout in Sudan to try and coverup the horrors taking place:

Stop what you’re doing and please reblog this. Innocent people are being murdered, people are trapped, have no internet access, and are being raped by the dozens on the streets of Sudan.

The death toll is estimated to be over 300 civilians. And the fact that not a single major news outlet is covering this is horrific and disgusting. Please help get the word out about Sudan!

Reblogging for the recent addition

quick protip: if someone is crying or freaking out over something minor, eg wifi not connecting, can’t find their hat, people talking too loud, do NOT tell them how small or petty the problem is to make it better. they know. they would probably love to calm down. you are doing the furthest possible thing from helping. people don’t have to earn expressions of feelings.

[Amusing myself and my anxiety] Post #2 - The Basket Case

[Amusing myself and my anxiety] Post #2 – The Basket Case

This case is a weird one. I am not really sure as to how I managed to make a mess of such a simple task. I will get to the point.

My experience at the hostel is riddled with many situations that are zero to rare for most people. But then again, I am capable of tripping over my foot and blaming the cable of the cordless phone.

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I have anxiety. Had it for ages. No, putting myself out there will not solve it.

I decided to give in to instincts for understanding triggers, symptoms and after effects. One such instinct led me to today. This time, I am typing out my report for my review.

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My Mind in its Abstract Splendour

[Amusing myself and my anxiety] Post #1 – Spelling and Grammer

I have anxiety. Had it for ages. No, putting myself out there will not solve it. I decided to give in to instincts for understanding trigger

straight boys are weak and pathetic, queer girls walk into the ladies changing room and see ten women naked, do they stare? do they say something inappropriate? do they make them uncomfortable? no because they have the common fucking sense to recognise when a situation is sexual and that people deserve the most basic level of respect to not be harassed, yet here we are banning shorts and low cut tops in school because straight boys are weak and pathetic

I’m just going to leave this here…

Mind block - Me thinking nothing else would suffice the filter that says – “good enough to write upon”. Then it hit me, how about I write on the mindblock itself? Yes, I know, very original.

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My Mind in its Abstract Splendour

The Mindblock Mayhem

The worst part of having a mindblock, is the need to look for inspiration. This is literally me thinking nothing else would suffice the filt

Honest comments, guys. That's all I want.

DUMBLEDOOOOOOOOOOREEEEE

harry potter was so messed up guys

not the book series

the character

he was so messed up like he lived in a closet and was hungry and treated like crap and no one helped him escape that life for a decade and then he finally gets to know his heritage and his family and oops kiddo you’re kind of famous?? wizard jesus??? so deal with that without any kind of adult guidance whatsoever you’re eleven and grew up in a house without any kind of emotional support you’re mature enough to handle that and THEN he finds out that he’s actually got people in this world that want him and want to love him and he finds out that… this world… hates them???  like one’s a werewolf and the other is a “criminal” and this world that celebrates his life hates the people that want to genuinely love him and care for him??? and the family that also loves and protects him are treated like crap because they are poor?????? and aren’t racist??? 

then he grows up a bit more and then suddenly he’s got this fuckin’ genocidal war lord out for his head specifically and he’s killing people and shit and NO ONE BELIEVES HIM they literally look at him like YEAH RIGHT YOU ARE JUST THE LITTLE BABY THAT SURVIVED A BAD NIGHT YOU DON’T KNOW ANYTHING and Harry’s like WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK

YOU KNOW WHAT NO FUCK YOU

and then he starts a club to teach kids… how to protect themselves?  Because he’s been let down by adults all his damn life so fuck them fuck them all he doesn’t need them they won’t listen to him so he’ll do what he can to protect these kids because the adults won’t do it it’s all on him he’s gotta do it he’s gotta

and then people that love him and want to protect him just for the sake of protecting a friend start dying one by one

and then he fuckin learns that all his fuckin life he’s been raised to be killed and he just

walks into the forest calmly 

and accepts it

WHAT THE FUCK 

This finally popped up again, reblogging for it gets better every time!!!!

“i am a monument to all your sins” is such a fucking raw line for a villain it’s amazing that it came from halo, a modernish video game, and not some classical text or mythos

Yes. Yes. YES!!!!

If you’re a man and ask a lady if she’s on her period and she is, you’re gonna get cold cocked. If she isn’t, you’re still gonna get cold cocked, because you’re attributing her very valid feelings and frustrations to a common biological process that we’ve all been dealing with forever and you’re minimizing our feelings and highlighting just how ignorant you are when you attribute them to our periods.

Yes. Yes. YES!!!!

If you’re a man and ask a lady if she’s on her period and she is, you’re gonna get cold cocked. If she isn’t, you’re still gonna get cold cocked, because you’re attributing her very valid feelings and frustrations to a common biological process that we’ve all been dealing with forever and you’re minimizing our feelings and highlighting just how ignorant you are when you attribute them to our periods.

Funny how sex is an irresistible human urge when a man rapes a woman but when a woman gets pregnant and wants an abortion she should have been smarter and thought twice before having sex if she didn’t want a child