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drowley from crowley's perspective is this huge love story that fundamentally reshapes him as a character, makes him better, makes him worse. changes his perspective on the world, on life, on humanity. it's lust and longing and jealousy and yearning and anger and pain and unrequited love where u take the tiny crumbs you can get. pure attraction, sexual romantic and platonic. perhaps to dean, perhaps to the idea of dean. but nevertheless surrounding this man who is somehow both a threat and an undeniable enemy and also a genuine friend. and drowley from dean's perspective is like. some karaoke and a couple hookups and constant drunk dialing from the king of hell.

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ok but whitaker being unhoused puts so many things into perspective. when he asks kiara if they get a lot of homeless around here and it seems like he’s just being curious but really he’s trying to suss out whether he’s an outlier or not. how quickly he backs down and removes all the PPE shit he was wearing when he’s talking to mr. krakozhia, and how quickly he volunteers for the street team. the way he offers to PERSONALLY bring krakozhia his meds every month. he’s carrying around this big secret and it’s clear he feels a level of shame/embarrassment about it. he doesn’t even come out and say he’s unhoused when santos finds and confronts him. but he goes in for his first day of ED rotation and quickly learns just how many resources are out there for people in his same situation. and instead of asking for help for himself he decides to do as much as possible to help OTHERS. all while getting sprayed with piss and blood and catching rats. who is doing it like him

“i asked chatgpt” “i asked grok” right well i asked desmond hume and he told me he’s sorry but no matter what he does i’m going to die

“i asked chatgpt” “i asked grok” right well i asked desmond hume and he told me he’s sorry but no matter what he does i’m going to die

“i asked chatgpt” “i asked grok” right well i asked desmond hume and he told me he’s sorry but no matter what he does i’m going to die

supernatural isn’t even a tv show to me anymore it’s a field of study and also my friends live there

my favorite thing about crocodiles is yeah they're fantastic swimmers and yeah they can run pretty fast and yeah the smaller ones can even climb trees but also. they don't wanna do any of that shit. they just go no, no thanks. that's not for me. i think i'll just wait for someone to mistake me for a log and get too close. and then i'll eat them. many reptiles love this strategy but none pull it off like the humble croc

what they don't tell you about learning to draw is that at a certain point of obsession you start to see everything as a potential reference. i frequently have to force myself to stop breaking the general public and my surroundings down into illustrative components during conversations and everyday tasks.

i'm like the lion from madagascar but instead of raw steaks i see people as lines of action and fabric folds and lighting directions