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anonymous asked:

Why was Dean acting like an ass to Cas in season 6?

Don’t worry about it, though. We’ve all been there, and especially me. 

So, I won’t get into this a lot because season 6 has been discussed so much - some meta bloggers, like @elizabethrobertajones, even have weirdly specific tags for it (hers is ‘we don’t talk about season six’, which I always assumed was a veiled threat and, as it turns out, she thinks it was a very romantic season and we don’t discuss it nearly enough). 

There are various theories about how this season was built, and one of them is that it was supposed to turn Cas for good - to make him into an enemy and then eliminate him from the show, if I remember correctly, so the general consensus seems to be, Why wasn’t Dean more of an ass to Cas in season 6? This was a narrative centered on misunderstanding and miscommunication, and from Dean’s point of view, Cas was acting like a demented Callahan type for no reason, which, given angels were (they still are, but back then it was particularly noticeable) the most powerful creatures Dean’d ever encountered, was incredibly dangerous, not to mention unpredictable. Dean should have wanted to take Cas out just to be on the safe side, and if it had been anyone else, he would have done it. But, of course, deep bond and stuff. Even after Cas’ done the unforgivable and hurt Sam, possibly for good (protect Sam: remember that’s Dean’s genetic imprinting, and he steamrolls over both friends and enemies to get that done), Dean still has enough empathy and affection for Cas to come clean about his own feelings, and to try and help Cas, or even save him, if he can. That, I think, is unprecedented?

Something that doesn’t come up a lot as a reason why Dean was so awful to Cas during this season (and therefore, what I’ll focus on here) is how Dean constantly refuses to see Cas for what he is - not a human being, but an unknowable, alien, otherwordly creature

Now, from Dean’s perspective (at the beginning of season 4), angels are not monsters, or things he hunts, or things that exist in the real world; they are, instead much more close and personal than that. They are a cherished memory of his mother, and they are, therefore, an emotional concept which symbolizes peace and being safe and thinking that things could, one day, be alright. This is thrown into particular sharp contrast if we compare Dean’s religious beliefs to Sam’s - we know that Dean doesn’t believe in God, and therefore angels, and that he doesn’t pray. So, for him, angels really are this intimate, childish thing he’s allowed himself to cling to all these years: his mother’s voice, full of love, biding him goodnight. And when Cas shows up, it’s painfully clear that Dean takes his very existence personally, and he’s not at all happy with any part of it. Cas is important in the narrative because he sort of ‘pushes’ Dean out of his comfort zone; he challenges him, and makes him feel out of control in a life where Dean’s fought so hard to be in control at all times (because someone had to be). In a way, I wouldn’t be surprised if Cas’ overt sexual aggressiveness was planned for exactly this reason - because Dean’s been written as bi from the start, and yet this is a part of himself he keep a tight rein over, and Cas’ behaviour very nearly shatters all that. We’ve seen Dean’s uncomfortable with being flirted at, and he’s uncomfortable with anyone being too close to him (in every sense) and Cas, in this sense, is a nuclear reaction. All those secrets Dean’s fought so hard to protect from his brother and Bobby and everyone else - now there’s someone who knows them. All of them, including what he really thinks about himself and the shameful things he did in Hell and how they made him feel. And the fact Cas was always in Dean’s personal space was partly meant, I think, to symbolize this intrusion into Dean’s mind and soul. 

(It must have been terrifying, really.)

And the thing is, out of all the possible responses Dean could have to this gobsmacking, life-changing revelation (that God exists and angels exist and one of them saved him from Hell and is now following him around), what Dean chooses to do is extremely revealing: he starts treating Cas like a human

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nytimes.com
Facing Congress, Some Sports Officials (Not All) Begin to Confront Sexual Abuse
A doctor is accused of molesting dozens of young gymnasts. Now a senator is calling for an investigation into “who knew what and when.”
By Juliet Macur

“The federation has had no shame, either. When the sex abuse bill was introduced, Penny and others from U.S.A. Gymnastics met with Feinstein about the federation’s sexual assault policies. How about this for a public-relations stunt: Tagging along was Mary Lou Retton, the smiling, bubbly sweetheart from the 1984 Games, as they said that the federation’s policies were solid and that gymnastics was a happy, safe place.”


There’s a lot of people annoyed by Dominique Moceanu right now but hey at least she’s a lot better than  Mary Lou Retton.

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No Filter Challenge

I was tagged forever ago by @wild-pixel and @cmpixels and I am not good at doing stuff lmao but I got to it eventually so props to me

Rules: Grab a sim that is associated with your blog a lot and remove all of their cc except hair, eyebrows and skin color, then do a before and after.

Idk who has/hasn’t done this challenge yet but I will tag anybody who thinks Better or Love Me Down should be the next single off Glory 💋 if there even is another one. I mean she goes on tour in June there has to be another single to promote the tour right?

The amazing @ketlingr and I are doing a sort of prompt game where the two of us fill the same prompt, just to see how different/similar our versions of it will be. I’m sure it’s gonna be lots of fun, so if you want to know the details check out this post or just follow the tag tonyprompt. And of course anyone who wants to give it a try is welcome to join in :)

For the prompt: “Why is there a rabbit in the room?”


“Why is there a rabbit in the room?” Tony asks no one in particular. He blinks, then does it again, but the rabbit remains the same. In fact, bar a twitch of its tiny nose, it looks entirely unimpressed by Tony’s antics. So, not a hallucination. He has wondered about that.

Well. That, and the fact that he’s woken up in a room he doesn’t recognise, with a dull headache and a terrible taste in his mouth that simultaneously makes him want to throw up and makes him suspect he already did. He’s also bound to a chair–with real rope even.

Huh.

So he has been kidnapped. By what is either a very old-school villain or a very new and inexperienced one. Tony wishes he could say he was surprised by this, or at the very least alarmed, but really, he’s been drugged or knocked out (or, on a couple of memorable incidents both) so many times, it’s really starting to get a little old. There’s just not the same excitement there he used to feel when he was fifteen and crawling through an old, forgotten tunnel in some backwards hut anymore.

On the other hand, there’s a rabbit. A pretty rabbit even, with brown, soft-looking fur and an adorable, little mane around its neck. Tony has to admit, he did not see this coming.

“What?” a voice asks in seeming confusion through the closed wooden door. And right, there had been someone talking to him, hadn’t there? It hadn’t been the usual villain-spiel exactly, but still close enough for Tony to forgo paying attention to it. Especially since wannabe bad guy hadn’t even shown his face.

Yelling through a door at your captive just doesn’t have the same affect, Tony can attest to that.

“There’s a rabbit in the room,” Tony repeats, absently noting that no, even on whatever stuff they’ve got him on, this doesn’t sound any less ridiculous. Hey, maybe they don’t have him on anything at all. “I’m not sure why. Unless it’s a new way of torture because I’m not ‘llowed to pet it? In which case ‘ts totally working, cause I wanna!”

Or maybe they have him on some pretty strong stuff.

There’s a moment of silence from his as of yet unrevealed captor, followed by a barrage of very impressive swear words.

Followed then by a very outraged, “I told you to put Smartie into her cage seven times, damn it!” that makes Tony’s head throb in protest.

“They named you Smartie?” he asks curiously and watches as the rabbit hesitantly scampers a little closer. It looks adorable and he might have underestimated the effectiveness of this torture method after all.

In the background, the shouting match between his captors continues.

“You know,” Tony says conspiratorially to the tiny rabbit a couple of minutes later, “no pain, no maniacal laughter, no threats to wipe out earths entire population and genuine concern for a cute-looking animal? Your owners are really starting to grow on me.”

Smartie continues to nibble on the tip of his shoe–but Tony swears there is an air of smugness in that nose twitch that has not been there before. For the first time he wonders, if maybe it’s not the cats they should be watching for the inevitable revolution?

And also, damn, what stuff did they give him?


I have no idea how I came up with this but here it is lol. Please check out ketlingr’s version here and I hope you enjoyed the ridiculousness that is this drabble :D 

anonymous asked:

Re: Armand/lestat ff. Definitely most like the 1st with lots of sex(ual tension) and much angst. I'm gonna go ahead and say that the A/L tag on ao3 is SEVERELY LACKING PEOPLE. I would write fanfic (lol I'm typing this in creative writing class) but I'm too lazy, it would likely suck, and I'm not very confident in my smut writing abilities. I've read a few 10/10 ones on there though and some really good Armand/Daniel fics (shoutout to monstersinthecosmos, I've read a lot of hers) I need more ff!!

I feel ya! We need more Lestat/Armand fanfic and fanart! #FANFIC REQUEST #FANART REQUEST. With and without lots of sex(ual tension) and all amounts of angst and fluff <333 and yes, @monstersinthecosmos is one of my fave fanfic writers, too. 

BTW, I have one short Lestat/Armand fic on AO3… *scoots this link in…* since you’re thirsty for A/L…

A Brief Reprieve - After the events of Prince Lestat, Lestat reflects on certain aspects of his new spirit animal, snuggled up lovingly with Armand by a fire in winter. Slightly AU in that they are snuggled up together lovingly by a fire in winter!

[^Here’s a fanart of A/L for you, source unknown, even reverse-image searched. Tell me the source if you know it!]

Anon, hey, if you’re in creative writing class, then you’re learning, you’re starting out *u* You could be a writer of 10/10 A/L ff yourself someday. The laziness you feel might be more of a fear of failure; I recognize that’s what laziness is for me when I have a mountain of fanworks I intend to do and I’d just rather… y’know… rewatch an episode of the Walking Dead.

ANYWAY Lestat and Armand have referred to eachother in canon as being brothers of a sort, so I tag them #murder brothers, if you want more Lestat/Armand action in my blargh. 


Writing can suck at any time: whether you’re just starting out or even when you’re a published author, but there can also be good stuff nestled in among the suck, and like I was often told about drawing, you have to get a ton of bad drawings out before you can get to the good ones. With writing, it’s plot bunnies you want, and good turns of phrase, good dialogue… Then you have to nurture your plot bunnies, and encourage them to multiply by spending time and effort feeding them or talking about them with others. It’s also like exercise, at least for me. It’s a habit/muscle that needs training and attention. It’s been enormously helpful for me to have @wicked-felina as a collaborator, bc we do push eachother to be productive <3 Your class is probably doing that! 

I personally feel like everyone can write, whether you write superficial or deep topics or anything in between, it’s all wanted in fandom. We just had a post going around about VC characters playing Dungeons & Dragons (an anon asked @monstersinthecosmos about that and others jumped in, so yes, that’s pretty superficial, but it’s still something the fandom wants to speculate about! Who knows, a fanfic about that could lead to the exploration of deeper issues. 

More on writing under the cut, cut for length.

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taeminandhisgaydogs  asked:

A few days ago I read your series The Boxer and that was the most my heart has pounded while reading EVER! Not only was it written very well, but you capture emotions and feelings so well, its amazing. You are seriously one of the best fics writers I've ever found and I look up to your work a lot. I will always look forward to your work! <3

I enjoyed reading your tags as you were reblogging :D thank you for this message! I feel like I may have peaked with that story XD

5 Positive Things/Things that make me happy

I was tagged by both @latent-thoughts and @burningarbiterheart in this one.

  1. Loki  Need I say more?
  2. Animals, especially cats
  3. Beautiful things, like perfume bottles, shiny and glittery things, bright colors
  4. Imagination/fantasies; immersing myself in a story or scene has given me a lot of joy and comfort over the years.
  5. Learning new things is incredibly stimulating (which is why I got carried away and downloaded 3 fucking language courses from Earworms the other day. Time to learn arabic!

Tagging: Anyone who sees this and wants to express themselves: consider yourself tagged.

I cry, again.

Originally posted by krastyalex

700 what now?  Can you guys please stop making me cry because this is too much.  

700?  Like 7-0-0?  Seven hundred?  I can’t even believe it.  

Thank you guys so much. 

For everything.  For the support, for the laughs, and the tears, and the feelings, and just everything.  This has been a hell of a ride, joining tumblr, and there is lots - and I mean lots - more to come.  

I already set up my celebration for 700 SPRING HAS SPRUNG CHALLENGE- go check that out if you haven’t already!  I have lots of prompts still to give out!

I am thinking for my next celebration I want to do some drabbles again because that was too fun.   Here is the masterlist for my last drabbles, for 400 followers, and I think I am going to do something similar?  Maybe?  Or I was thinking of doing a drabble-a-day kinda thing for the month of May (when school is finally over) but we shall see. 

And… yeah!  Thanks again, you lovely beautiful humans. Never change. 

((and there may or may not be some Spock fluff already in my drafts ready to be posted tomorrow in celebration for 700 followers - be ready)) 

Tagged by @a-taller-tale <3

name: Rena, which I just learned is the topic of a lot of pronunciation fun

nicknames: Rena generally lol

zodiac sign: Taurus. Which is just about perfect ngl

orientation: I am asexual but gay as Christmas so ‘eeeyyyyyy ladies

ethnicity: White. I’m technically German – whoo! second gen americans represent – and my dad’s side supposedly has Melungeon blood but :shrug: That means nothing unless you live in Appalachia. Which I also recently learned is a topic of pronunciation fun. 

favorite fruit: Bananas or strawberries. Basically if it is not a cherry and goes on ice cream.

favorite season: Winter. I cannot explain how much it kills me to be in the lands of perpetual summer right now.

favorite flower: Cherry blossoms.

favorite scent: I like the smell of lavender. Or at least I keep telling myself that as I use a million types of freshners to keep this house from smelling of wet dog.

favorite color(s):I like turquoise/green/navy to the point that I just described my entire house decor 

favorite animal: It’s illegal for me to choose, sorry.

tea, coffee or hot chocolate: Hot chocolate

average hours of sleep: 8 if I’m doing good. About 4 if I’m doing bad. 

cat or dog person: Again, illegal.

ideal trip: It’s been the dream for a while to be able to afford to take my mom to Germany. But RTX is closer and actually happening in the foreseeable future so HELLO AUSTIN AND ALL MY FRIENDS.

I don’t tag people but feel free to do this if you want <3

doodled a human orisa idea and efi as a lil’ warmup!! i know this is gonna be a popular thing to draw but i wanted to give it my shot!

Am I the only one that doesn’t care at all that Mon El said that he loved Kara before Sanvers have said it? Like the relationship between Kara and Mon El is messy and lacks development, so I’m not surprised that he said that he loved her so quickly. In all honesty he may not even truly love her, she’s just the first person he’s truly been attached to and not a hook up, which he was doing on Daxam. 

BUT Sanvers has been developed and I’m just waiting for that special moment that they actually say it. Not some type of “I’m saying this cause I don’t want to lose you bullshit,” but they say it cause it’s true. Cause they truly can’t live without one another and love each other, ride or die. When they do say it, it will be impactful and not easily forgotten like Mon El’s confession.

shout out to people who have really morally wrong intrusive thoughts! people who know those things are wrong and can’t stop thinking about them, people who are disgusted by themselves. you aren’t disgusting! those thoughts aren’t you and you can’t control them! it’s ok, you’re a good person.

The Houses based on my friends

Gryffindor:
• “Hey guys look what I can do”
• dances and sings a lot unconsciously
• has weird hairstyles
• mood swings
• leaves essays until the night before
• mega ultra super nerd

Ravenclaw:
• finds really stupid things funny
• spends lots of time on social media
• says please and thank you all the time
• loves pillows
• amazing eyebrows
• uses a candy wrapper for bookmark

Hufflepuff:
• wears bows in hair everyday
• physically cannot be angry
• tries to scare everyone and fails
• very affectionate
• walks on tip-toes
• blushes uncontrollably 24/7

Slytherin:
• salty af 100% of the time
• swears every other word
• killer fashion sense
• carries dog around like a baby
• really contagious laughter
• will challenge anyone at anything

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Sam and Dean had just wrapped up a hunt and were on their way back to you. Dean couldn’t wait to get back to you, practically running to the car. Sam stopped and looked at him like he was crazy. How often did Dean run when a monster wasn’t chasing him? Never.

“Dude, what is going on with you?” Sam looked at his brother incredulously.

“I just - I’m happy, Sammy. For the first time in a long damn time, I’m actually happy. I’ve got a good job, I get to ride around the country with my brother, my best friend, and I’ve got an amazing girl waitin’ for me back home. Whaaaaat?!” He smiled as Sam scoffed.

“You really love her Dean.” Sam chuckled and shook his head.

“Yeah, I do.” Dean smiled, looking at his feet.

“Have you told her that yet?” Sam raised his eyebrows expectantly, knowingly.

“You know I haven’t… I can’t.” Shaking his head, Dean opened the door of the Impala and climbed inside.

Sam just shook his head and lowered himself into the passenger seat, both of them shutting the door simultaneously.


“Luuuucy, I’m hooome!” Dean called throughout the bunker.

“Dean!” You squealed and ran into his arms.

“Hey princess.” He smiled and bent to kiss you.

“Missed you.” You bit your lip and looked up at him.

“Missed you too. Hey, can we talk?” He wrapped his arms around your waist.

Furrowing your brow, you nodded and led him into another room, away from Sam.

“What’s going on, D?” You sat in one of the library chairs.

“Nothing, I just want to talk.” He rocked back and forth on his heels, his eyes not meeting yours.

“Dean.” You chided.

“I - I want to say something, but I can’t remember the last time I said it and actually meant it…” He trailed off.

“Just say it, Dean.” You stood and walked to him, hooking your thumbs into his belt loops and pulling him closer to you.

“I… You know I care about you so, so much.” He looked down at you.

“Yeah?” You looked at him suspiciously. 

“I love you.” He blurted, surprising both you and himself.

“Dean…” You teared up, but hesitated, curious as to if he actually meant it.

“I really love you.” He answered your unspoken question.

“I love you too.” You confessed, having wanted to say it for a long time, but never knowing the right time to do so.

“Good.” He smiled and kissed you triumphantly.

Dean Winchester had fallen in love.

Took him long enough.


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Please remember no one has the right to tell you who you are or who you are not.

They are not in your head. They do not know how you feel. They do not understand what is going on inside of you.

The only person that can tell you who you are is you. And if you feel it and believe it then it is valid.

Don’t let anyone take that from you. You keep being you.