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Janaina Medeiros
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tbh even if i didnt ship destiel, the genuine homoerotic tension between cas shoving dean into a wall and covering his mouth, and dean literally, physically softening (watch the scene dude) and giving a little nod and putting his full trust into cas is insane. like that’s some crazy fucking work im sorry
Bro come look at the stars with me I am not feeling like myself
there is still time. there is still time. until your bones are in the fucking ground there is still time.
I'm a sucker for the lines that are louder than 'I love you', like "I know that was real"

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Mother nature forgives me. She knew it was tearing me apart and she sent the rain my way to show me that the world had not ended because i messed up. The oceans and the lakes and rivers were still out there and pieces of them came all the way here to water the plants. The earth was still spinning, its axis had not been forever changed to tilt differently, and life goes on. The rain titter-tattered against the windows and the house, and it made a song so beautiful no instruments or singing was required. The clouds were dark and abundant, but even still the sun found gaps to stream its light through.
I stand by my canceled wife (complex fictional female character who is treated like shit by the fandom)
Hannibal: *sniffs will*
Will: did you just smell me?
Hannibal: …uh yeah bro ur aftershave like.. sucks… how bad are your headaches?
Will: bad
Hannibal: def the aftershave
I may be paraphrasing but this is basically what happened season 1 episode 5
I think it's really interesting that for all the discussion around whether John was physically abusive, I've never seen anyone mention what is, in my opinion, the strongest piece of evidence in show. Namely that Martin, John's old friend, says the following to Sam: "I'm glad your dad wasn't here to hear that, or he'd have taken you both out the woodshed and shown you what's what — I'm half inclined to do it myself!" Cause in that context, "out the woodshed" can only reasonably refer to a spanking or beating. Even though it is a term that can sometimes be used about a stern talking to, Martin is doing that already, so the implication here is very clearly supposed to be that he's tempted to do more than what he's already doing (ie, physical discpline).
“I love you” but would you rebel against your family, against god, for me? Would you throw away eons of knowledge, and orders, and rules, for me? Would you care about the world because i cared? Would you put yourself in harms way countless times for me? Sacrifice yourself countless times for me? Would you see me in my most angry, most depressed, most grieving, most brutal, most apathetic, most revolting and ugly form, and chose to love me despite all of it? Would you save yourself because i asked? Would you throw away everything you have ever known just because i was there and i was real and i cared and i was asking? Would you see only my soul, see how damaged and tired and worn it is, and while everyone else was busy being scared of me and what i would do them, you would worry about how i was feeling? Would you save the entire world and everyone in it because i asked? Would you die for me? Would you take all of the heartache and loss and devastation we have seen and somehow find pure unbridled joy in simply telling me how you felt for me? Would you let it kill you?
Am i asking too much?

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Anyway it's been diagnosed for like a year now <333 I'm still struggling in school but I'm rlly proud of how far I've come :)
Yknow what I want? Remus and Peter being eachothers James and Sirius
HELLO???? I LOVE YOU.
Brought down the fic count from 543,927 to 63 with one tag. Yall just don't get it like I do. Yall don't see the vision
All I'm saying is that I've got grabbable hips and a huggable waist and kissable cheeks and neck and clavicle and holdable hands and no one's doing any of that and it feels like a crime.

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I was clearing my dresser today of everything that was cluttering it up, the miscellaneous box that's been sitting there since the second grade. I cleared out it's compartments, passing LOL dolls and old MacDonalds happy meal collectibles, stuffing it all away in a bag to go the basement with the rest of my childhood. Rainbow loom bracelets and stray pearler beads, headphones with wires all tangled in a way that had to be a hazard, "best friends forever" necklaces from friendships that failed so long ago. Stray Legos and toys I don't understand, American Girl Doll bracelets that used to fit my wrists, I was so caught up in the memories I hadn't even realized I carried out my childhood in a bag from Victoria's Secret. I will never be the same. How fitting to see my childhood, all covered in dust, packed away in the very thing that ended it.
i need evan and petunia to meet because they are so similar. they both want to be kind, but it doesn't come to them naturally. lily and pandora are kind from the bottom of their souls, while petunia and evan struggle not to say what they think and always realised that they are being mean a second too late and don't understand why people get mad at them, because they were just being honest. pandora and lily are some of the most emotionally intelligent people you'll ever meet (this is kinda a simplification but i'll talk about that another time) and their siblings are their exact opposites, awkward, unlikeable, harsh, with sharp edges a tongue they forget to bite.