Inhuman. Chapped, crackled skin, worn away not by age but by air. A face with eyes, underlined by nights where the moon sets and the sun rises before they get to rest. Cheeks bloated and plump, evidence of stress and heavy with the guilt of secret snacks. Vast, overfilled biceps, muscle dormant and unused. Broad shoulders, too wide. Dreams of a petite structure, to fit into your arms and be protected. Pointless.

Lips warped, pouted and ugly. Dry, untamed, flawed hair, like needles. Smile gruesome and stretched, forced and out of place. Breasts too big, rounded and repulsive, balanced atop a stomach, proof of a lazy mind and a lazy body.

No motivation to live, hips made for sitting instead of dancing, fingers made for typing instead of climbing, legs made for resting instead of running. The dim light of a computer screen instead of the sun on skin. Emotions stunted and awkward.

Fault in an entire being. Defective. That’s me.

Then there’s you. Stubble like delicate freckles on soft skin, scratchy and soothing. Cheekbones sharp, structured, beautiful. Lips thin, silky, unblemished. Hair crafted perfectly and eyes that glisten when an impeccable smile pulls at your mouth. Arms strong, homely, comforting. Body and skin like gold, smooth and astonishing.

And passion. So much passion. To live, to work, to breathe, to love. Every emotion shown across seamless features.

It’s perfection and imperfection. 


I went

to public school.

omfg

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i lost it after attempt 510 omfg

JESUS CHRIST I CANT BREATHE

SWISS FUCKING CHEESE GOD DAMMIT

MOTHERFUCKING TRIPLE SPIKES

NEVER NOT REBLOG

I CANT EVEN PLAY IT RIGHT SIDE UP

HIGH EDUCATION.

GREAT FIRST FUCKING CHECK POINT

SWISS FUCKING CHEESE


in my last serious relationship, my ex was worried i’d run off with someone and always checked my tumblr, facebook and twitter

in the relationship i’m in now, my boyfriend’s main fear is that i’m going to cheat on him

do i just give off that message???? that i’m unreliable and a cheat??


me and my sister walked into a practically empty military on habbo and then we found this one guy who thought he was a prophet and this other guy who kept telling dark jokes and rapping

we were there for an hour and it ended with the rapper being kicked, the prophet being muted, alongside me and my sister

we are pests


nueva-spn:

Osric Chau (#Supernatural’s Kevin) Interview

From Supernatural Osric Chau joins us to talk about working on the show. Osric also talks about working on Man With The iron Fists and The Riza!



100 notes

so about 90 of you ship me/osric

what’s the benchmark for the amount of people needed to be a fandom


outpastthemoat:

You know, if Dean and Cas were to ever actually reach relationship status, I think I would actually miss this.  

Watching each episode with intense laser-focus, looking for hints and clues.  This easter-egg hunt, where each time Dean places his hand on Cas’s shoulder is like a jellybean reward and tumblr explodes in a frenzy of joy.  

So I wouldn’t mind one bit if, after an highly-charged, emotional scene where Dean and Cas finally put a label on what they are to each other, their relationship was kept low-key. So we could still have all the fun of over-analyzing every second they spend on screen together. 

Small but noticeable things, like what lurea talked about: the way Dean and Sam start taking separate motel rooms, and when Sam walks in Dean’s room the next morning Cas is there, watching television while Dean’s in the shower, and we notice that only one bed has been slept in; the way Cas joins them for breakfast every morning and Dean slides in the booth next to Cas and pours sugar in Cas’s coffee and hands it over to him automatically.  

Like the way Dean and Cas would stand close to each other all the time, brushing against each other’s shoulders as they walk.  Or the way we would see them leaning into each other in a quiet, private conversation by the impala while Sam walks up with keys to their motel rooms for the night.  

There could be a running gag that whenever Sam comes into a room, we hear the flutter of angel wings and Dean’s alone in the room, red-faced and breathless, and Sam just rolls his eyes, and a few minutes later Cas reappears, looking infinitely smug and collected and Dean just stares at him.

Or how Dean and Cas show up late for a hunt and Sam’s busy fighting monsters and he’s all mad because, “Where the hell have you guys been?” and Dean just grins in his flirty way and Cas has that poker face but looks shifty-eyed and just says “Research.” 

Or the way Cas gets grumpy and stomps around exploding lightbulbs and Dean maybe teases him a little with that goddamned affectionate look in his eyes, but then reaches out and just puts his hand on Cas’s shoulder and Cas stands still and takes a deep breath and calms down.

Or how they have a stupid petty fight and we don’t even know what it’s about and they’re sniping at each other all day and at breakfast they sit on opposite sides of the table and Cas just glares at Dean with his arms folded and Sam is trying to a peacemaker, and Cas says snottily to Sam, “Tell your brother to pass the sugar” and Dean explodes and he’s all “I have had it with you, you child, and Sam tell the fucking angel he can get his own damn sugar.”

But then later Sam’s been waiting in the motel and Dean and Cas burst in through the door and Dean looks completely battered and maybe a little shell-shocked and he’s leaning against Cas’s shoulder but he’s grinning and Sam goes, “What happened to him?” and Cas just says, “Me,” and Sam just throws his hands up in the air and he’s all, “I don’t even want to know.”

And maybe Dean and Cas spend a holiday at Sam and Amelia’s house, and Dean comes back one night and pulls a squirming tiny something out of his coat pocket and drops it in Cas’s lap, saying gruffly, “You said wanted a damn cat.”

Because, like I read in a post the the other day, if Dean and Cas actually got together…nothing would change, really, and I don’t think I’d even want anything to change.  

And I’d really love it if this was paired with a storyline about Cas choosing to fall and become human.  

Seeing Cas discover coffee and picking out his own clothes.  Trying new things, and trying to figure what he likes and doesn’t like and what it all means, and Dean getting to introduce Cas to these things - I think it would be fulfilling to Dean, showing Cas these parts of humanity.  And Sam could finally teach a brother how to use a shotgun.

I mean, I don’t even know, they already act like an old married couple, so maybe all that would change is that they would just stare at each with less longing and more of a “yeah, I’m gonna hit that tonight” sort of a look.  They can be everything they already, just more - more shoulder touches, more meaningful looks.


Misha was auctioning off a sign for Hope to Haiti and a fan bid 1,000; when he asked her if she was being serious, she said she was, and when he said it was hers, she said ‘just kidding’. This was Misha’s response to that same girl asking him a question.


“Come on, don’t start.”


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