I Am So Wildly Ordinary Like Grass Growing On Pavement

Did any of you also notice that Remus steals a glance at Sirius when he says the line “[…] he almost destroyed everything we hold most dear”? The camera captures this moment perfectly: it switches from Remus to Sirius in under a second, showing both Remus’ and Sirius’ emotions. 

Wolfstar, you’re so beautiful, yet so tragic. 

When Jaun Eliya said: “ae shakhs ab tu mujhko sab kuch qabool hai, yeh bhi qabool hai ke tujhe cheen laye koi” and when Sajid Rahim said: “main tujhe bhoolne par raazi hoon aaj tu iss qadar udaasi hai” and when Ahmed Faraz said: “iss se pehle ke bewafa hojayen kyun na aye dost hum judaa hojayen” my heart decided to move on before actually enduring the pain of losing the bond.

"When you're born in a burning home, you believe the world is on fire. But it isn't."

I try to run from the fire yet the world feels cruelly calm now, there are no singes on my arms, no blisters on my palm and it feels eerie; like it doesn't belong to me. Almost as if I dont deserve the careful caress of the cool wind. The noise that is not the sizzle of melting flesh is not meant for me.

The world is not on fire and my mind will never escape the unrelenting desire to run back and, bury my charred corpse in the home that burnt my sanity away.

𝙵𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝟽, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟻 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹

You're drowning, and then they're there. They hold your hand and suddenly you forget that you were struggling for oxygen, that you're sinking deeper into the depths.

Then they leave your hand, swim away from you. Now you've sank deeper than you would've alone; theres no oxygen and you can't remember what way is up. All you remember is they're not there and how empty your hands feel. And you trying to fight your way and you finally crash the surface.

You look down and again they're there. You forget every struggle you made to reach the surface and go with them again. Just to remember how their hands feel in yours.

And so it continues...

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Supernatural had the opportunity to do something great. To send a message of love and validation to a whole community. Not only to the part of the community that liked their show, but to all of us. But instead they decided to pander to the people, who never had to fight for their representation.

I support #TheySilencedYou, #TheySilencedThem and #TheyWillNeverSilenceUs and I'm in awe of all of you. Of your eloquence, passion, coordination and decisiveness. And I feel like your message goes beyond this particular TV show and the CW.

It's about protesting a pattern of disrespect towards otherness in Mainstream Media. It's about demanding meaningful, unmistakably queer representation, that enables discourse and furthers understanding in a heterogenic Audience. It's about asking Networks to not only hire diverse staff but to also give them the freedom to tell their stories the way they want to. It's about telling creators to own up to the inherent messages they leave us with in the end.

And that's inspiring and should be celebrated.

Stories matter.

Daily reminder that yjhd will be 10 years old next year

How many Supernatural fans are there on Tumblr?

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