Ok But Admitting That You Hooked Up With Your Ex To Avoid Thinking About Your Best Friend Is Crazy Work

spn is so funny bc you’ll be watching the show and the fallen angel gets sent to heaven conversion therapy and lobotomized repeatedly to stop his feelings for one human being and then when he’s brainwashed and has said human beaten and bloody on his knees and they’re holding hands the human is begging not to live but for the angel to come back to him.

“I need you,” he says, and it gets through to the angel.

then the season gag reel comes out and the actors are fucking around and say “you’re my baby daddy” and “i love you too” and and trying to shove one guy’s face into the other’s crotch.

then the script for the episode makes the rounds and you find out the already devastating “i need you” was originally “i love you”

then you go to a convention and someone asks about chemistry between the characters and they call you a sick freak and put you in gay jail for having impure thoughts about the Very Heterosexual men on tv.

then years later they allegedly pay for research where they allegedly had people rate the gayness of this exact scene to get the public’s opinion on hypothetically making this relationship explicitly gay. Allegedly.

let’s lay flat on our ovoidal mama

Eddie: Would you tell me what's wrong? You've been mad all day. Buck: You know what you did. Eddie: Come on Buck, just tell me, please. Buck: I had a dream you broke up with me, and you didn't even give me a reason. Just ended our relationship out of nowhere. Eddie, frowning: Buck, we’re not even dating? Buck: Exactly. At least in the dream, you gave me a chance before deciding I wasn’t good enough, apparently. Eddie: Are you saying you wanna date me? Buck: Not if you're gonna break up with me again. Eddie: I won't. Buck: Fine then, we're dating.

rb if you think asexual people are cool

everything is longer than god now. one hour and ten minute tv episodes. six hour adaptations of one single YA novel. two and a half hour movies that are half of one musical. I’m sick of it! take me back to the true way: 22-episode seasons of tv where some dudes die and are fine again every 45 minutes for 15 years.

Okay, but I can't stop thinking about a scenario like this:

A girl sees Dick on the street, and without thinking she approaches him in "Omg, you're Dick Grayson???" mode.

Dick is resigned, clearly thinking it's like the times he's recognized as Bruce Wayne's son, or something like that.

And before Dick can answer, the girl shows a photo of the circus poster on her cell phone. "Dick Grayson, like, from the Flying Graysons???"

And the girl starts telling him that he's the reason she started trapeze and gymnastics, that he inspired her so much, and knowing that he kept doing gymnastics despite what happened to his parents is so inspiring, and, and, and- she goes by that way, u know?

And that simply turns out to be the best day of Dick's life.

Simply because Dick is so inspiring, as a hero, and as a civilian, just as himself, and this started when he was a kid in the circus.

I thought you went to Texas.

MAGA racism is killing us.

bruce calls all of them his sons,

dick calls them his brothers,

tim calls them his team,

damian calls them his sidekicks,

jason doesn't call, he's just always there when they need him.

genuinely what was mary’s reaction to cas and dean hugging was supposed to convey because all i got was “that’s legal now?”