crofethr:

denali-winter:

BAM.

I have never hit reblog so fast in my LIFE.

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Don’t wanna finish hw, have fanfics to read

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Author Spotlight: riseofthefallenone

destielfanfic:

As part of destielfanfic’s anniversary celebration, here is an author spotlight by riseofthefallenone! Some of her fics we’ve highlighted:

You can find her fic master list here on AO3. Other places to find the author: [tumblr].

Behind the cut:

  • About
  • Self-Written Fanfic Highlights
    • Out of the Deep
    • Angel’s Wild
    • Hunting for Faith

Without further ado (and in her own words)…

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I really really miss Castiel’s fluffy hair. That doofus definitely needs to grow out his gorgeous locks and fluff them up a bit. (Then maybe Dean’ll play with it?)

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kitsunecoffee:

thekumazone:

Owls may be symbols of wisdom, but they’re actually complete morons

I’M BIG DON’T TOUCH ME

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ravenwolvesman:

fireintheimpala:

The definitive season of Supernatural for me will always be the one where Sam, Dean, Cas, and Kevin all lived together as a weird little family in the bunker.

shhhhh, no words…

With Crowley in the dungeon

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It’s been a bad week

Not much to say, I just needed to say it somewhere.

I haven’t had real sleep most of this week. (I think I’m looking at 15 hrs for this week, including Sunday night). I’ve been almost on the fucking brink of relapsing into cutting the past week and a half/two weeks. This week has been even harder thanks to no sleep.

My mental/emotional state can be described pretty succinctly at this point: on the verge of collapse. What’s been holding me together, honest to fucking god, is that in January I will be meeting Misha Collins and I”d rather be self-harm free when I meet him. 

So it’s pretty fucking pathetic right now. Hooray. 

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phandoms-united:

art-sex-drugs:

I have finally hit my breaking point. For as long as I can remember I have endured my mother’s abuse, whether it is verbal, emotional, or as seen here physical. I can expect some act of violence on a daily basis, and her beating me is not an usual occurrence, but today something snapped. My mother did this unprovoked, and this time she didn’t stop. Usually it’s bad for a little while and then she’s done, today it went on for what seemed like forever. At a certain point I decided I was going to do something I never do, call the police. You see, my mother is a highly respected and very well known person where I live. She is on the board of ed, worked for CPS for many years, and is close personal friends with people like the local chief of police, director of our local CPS unit, and so on. I always knew that calling wouldn’t go anywhere and just upset her more, but today I had to try. While she was kicking me I found my opportunity, and somehow managed to get away from someone more than twice my size. I ran as fast as I could, knocking things over behind my, trying to find a phone. I dialed and they listened and my mother proceeding to beat me over it, while I screamed for help. For the second time today, I managed to get away from her and ran to my room. I barely had enough time to lock my door, before she starting trying to get it, to the point that she ripped my door off the frame. I decided I was going to stay locked in there, until the police came. The past few months I have been collecting evidence against her, voice recordings, pictures like these, and videos of her violence, so they couldn’t dispute what was going on. But I was dead wrong. 

When the officer finally came up to my room, I attempted to tell him my side of the story, but before I could get a sentence out he silenced me. HE told me that this was my mothers house, and I needed to live by her rules. If I didn’t she had the right to punish me. He also told me to be tankful for her, because he wanted to press assault charges against me. finally, he refused, despite my begging, for him to take me to a shelter for teens. 

I am utterly disgusted by the injustice that occurred today. I pray there is no one else out there who is living in such a situation. I am not sure exactly what I am getting out of writing this, except maybe that it’s just nice to be able to open up about this, when I have had to keep it a secret my whole life. idk. sorry for posting such heavy shit. 

Signal boost the fuck out of this

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dutch-pharaoh:

dependsoncontext:

fuking-homestuck:

j-z-millier:

louxisalhama:

spaceisforlovers:

jethroq:

danadelions:

ja ja ja ja ja
a spanish person laughing or a german person during sex???

you decide

Finnish person struggling to remember what they were about to say next

polish person trying to get themself noticed

portuguese person trying to hush other people

Chinese person trying to do calculations

swedish person wanting to get out of a conversation

Language is beautiful

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If they don’t reply to your texts — they’re not interested in you.

If they don’t call you — they’re not interested in you.

If they forget your birthday — they’re not interested in you.

If they’re hung up on their ex — they’re not interested in you.

If they’re obsessed with being single — they’re not interested in you.

If they don’t want to meet your friends — they’re not interested in you.

If they don’t want you to meet their friends — they’re not interested in you.

If they don’t ask questions about your life — they’re not interested in you.

If they don’t tell you things about their life — they’re not interested in you.

If they only speak to you when they want to have sex with you — they’re not interested in you.

If they only have sex with you when they’re drunk — they’re not interested in you.

If they say “should we just keep this between us?’ after you have sex with them — they’re not interested in you.

If they don’t have sex with you — they’re not interested in you.

If they can always find a psychobabble rationale about who “I am” or “you are” or “we are” as reason why you can’t be together — they’re not interested in you.

If they have said for more than six months that they would like to be with you “BUT” — they’re not interested in you.

And if you still need convincing — think of it this way. Think of what the real day-to-day of life is taken up by. Life is birthday parties at terrible pubs. Life is losing your credit card and the annual Melbourne Cup sweepstake in the office. Life is hen’s nights, bucks’ nights, sitting on the phone for three hours to get U2 tickets and not getting them, the apartment upstairs flooding your house, interval training, calorie counting, cancer scares, illegal mini cabs, Secret Santa, rail replacement buses and Dido albums. Dogs die, cars crash, bin liners break, contracts end, curtain rails collapse, trains get delayed, football teams lose. Divorce happens and so do earthquakes and so does An Audience With Michael Bublé. Landlords put rent up, phones get stolen and the supermarket often completely runs out of hummus.

Now, taking all of the above into account — you look me dead in the eye and tell me the truth. Do you really have enough spare energy to pursue someone who isn’t interested in you? Do you really want to waste any more time on top of all of that? No. Me neither. So give it up, my friend. It’s a loser’s game. Delete their number. Don’t go on any more dates with them. Stop lurking their Facebook page. Feels good, doesn’t it?

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