Your Local Cryptid

socioculturally i’m still a supernatural blog

Victor Frankenstein after achieving the impossible and building a fucking person from scraps of the dead: Oh god, ew, ew it's ugly! Yucky! Yucky! Gross! Ew! Ew! Yucky! Yucky! Gross! Ew!

so im having a piss in the bathroom (where its supposed to go…) and these vaping godless wenches think the sound of my tinkle warrants a giggle. does anyone know how to get me in contact with some powerful etsy witches for a cheap and swift vengeance

the worst part of summer is that people get sooo comfortable expressing their disgust at having to see other people’s bodies. they’re always complaining about wrinkly old men at the nude hot springs or fat women in bikinis at the beach. I hate that shit. if you’re not capable of being normal about bodies you personally don’t find attractive, just turn your head to look at something else! and if you’re not smart enough to do that, then at least do the rest of us the courtesy of suffering in silence, because we don’t wanna hear your weird comments. thanks.

we can’t talk here contact me in my dream tonight

thank you j2 fallout day for giving me phrases such as #Bravo you coward

and destiel bleeds through the cracks of it all as always

"you think you know supernatural better than jensen ackles?" I think I know supernatural better than god

dean sure loves stroking pool cues and wrapping his hand around the necks of beer bottles and putting his mouth on them in a weirdly sensual way and winking at cute male bartenders who give him free nachos and bumping into a table when a cute guy flirts with him and looking at cas’ lips and overcompensating cause he’s kinda (not very) butch and talking in church confessionals about how there’s things, people, feelings that he wants to experience differently than he did before, or maybe even the first time and