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Color Me Curious
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
#extradirty
Origami Around
Not today Justin
NASA
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shark vs the universe
occasionally subtle
Love Begins
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Discoholic 🪩
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Monterey Bay Aquarium
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
The Stonewall Inn
Doug Jones
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🍂Suptober - Day 28 | Fireworks🍂
The night sky bloomed with color, but the boys hardly noticed. Castiel stood steady as stone, arms outstretched, holding them aloft as easily as feathers. Sam waved his sparkler, laughing, while Dean leaned forward in awe — not at the fireworks, but at the spinning, shimmering halo above Castiel’s head.
“Your turn, Cas!” Dean shouted.
And for once, the angel obliged, letting his light dance brighter than any firework in the sky.
Happy Birthday Izuku 💚
Happy Birthday Izuku!! 💚💚
post-431 conversation
nbh bkdk/dkbk shippers but the mischaracterization of katsuki bakugou by antis needs to be studied. like this panel
im so tired of the "you shouldn't tell your classmate/friend to swan dive off a roof in any context" takes. how about THIS for some context?? imagine you have a best friend from the time you are babies. you do not know how to conceptualize yourself apart from him; being by his side is baked into your personality. he is one of the only constants in your life. like, parent-level constant from infancy. the nicknames you have for each other are baby-ish and born out of mispronunciation and misreading because you've been friends since before you could pronounce or read your own names properly. IMAGINE THAT FOR 2 SECONDS.
and then imagine that age four rolls around and you manifest a prodigy-level superpower and suddenly everyone around you can only define you by that. and you are just a kid, like, a LITERAL TODDLER. you dont know any better, so it's confusing. who are you? don't you get to discover who you want to be? or do you just have to be what everyone tells you you should be, because of your power? even your friend starts defining you by it. to add insult to injury, he doesn't seem to care about any of his own talents at all. like, he is obsessed with other people's powers and even YOUR power, but it seems like somewhere along the way you lost your friend... like he became just like everyone else. like, he stopped caring about YOU and HIMSELF as people and started only caring about powers. fuck, man. maybe the only thing that matters IS power.
so you define yourself by your power, because that's what you were taught to do. you develop a bigoted worldview based on power and who has it because that's what you were taught. and even then, you want to be a hero, because if you have to live in this stupid world where people aren't created equally, where your best friend can't achieve his dream just because of biology, you might as well live it for him, even if it's miserable.
and he has the audacity to never give up on his dreams of being a hero, even though he has no power. like. is he stupid?? is he DETERMINED to be miserable forever?? why can't he just be CONTENT with his life? why can't he accept that even if he's a lame-ass nerd, at least people like him for who he is as a person and not just for his stupid powers. and one day, you just snap. you just can't take it anymore.
"IF YOU THINK YOU'LL HAVE SUPER POWERS IN YOUR NEXT LIFE, WHY DONT YOU JUST TAKE A SWAN DIVE OFF THE ROOF?"
but it isn't because you think he really should. it isn't because you actually think he is worthless because he has no power. it's because HE thinks that. it's because you NEVER COULD. it's because you being the powerful one was a mistake; because he is the one who was always so much more heroic than you, but he can't move on. it's because you don't know what to do with these FEELINGS and this GUILT because youve only been alive for, like, thirteen years or something, but you want your friend back— you want him to love himself or stop wasting your time.
like some people are so caught up in izuku's worldview at the beginning of the story, that quirks are the best, most defining aspect of a person, and you just take that as fact and allow it to totally cloud your judgement. but, like, the actual point of mha is that izuku never needed the power to be a hero. it was never about the power. that's what he has to learn. that's why he has to give it up. and that's real fucking life bro. even if you are blessed with power for a time, eventually you will become disabled or weak or old or something and then what will you have left? by worshipping others' power, izuku is glorifying his own oppression. katsuki bakugou knows that and he's pissed off about it. why the fuck aren't all of you???
Which German bastard voted for fucking Isr**l
THANK FUCKING GOD ISRAEL DIDNT WIN
Dean: lol Cas is such a silly nerdy angel
Everyone else: dear god Castiel is heavenly wrath personified. He is filled with bloodlust and has killed more of his brethren than any angel who came before him. He can kill you before you even know you’re dead or he can torture you so effectively you forget your own name. He is the most deadliest soldier heaven has ever produced, even when his grace has been stripped from him and he is left as nothing but a human. Those who have tried to control him have paid dearly for their hubris. No one can keep him dead, not even God himself
Dean: lmao Cas come watch a cowboy movie with me in our matching cowboy hats
Post-canon post-reunion post-reuinion-sex. Dean takes Cas out in the Impala for a drive for the first time since he got back a year after he was taken. Before Dean starts the engine he hesitates and gets a little shy and defensively says "don't laugh at me, okay? I need them." and he pulls a pair of plastic framed glasses out of his jacket front pocket and puts them on.
Cas does not stop staring at him, which Dean can only handle up to the first stop light. There's an heated blush on his face when he barks:
"Quit the surveillance Big Brother. Something wrong with my face?"
"You've aged."
"Jesus."
"It's a compliment. Your resourcefulness and resilience have allowed you to live past the time you were intended to by fate."
"You need to go back to charm school, Thermopolis. 'You've aged' is never a friggin compliment."
"It is. You've aged, and you're taking care of yourself."
There's a touch, light, to the side of Dean's face, tracing gently up under the gap of his glasses to caress his crows feet.
"Cas!" Dean complains, "I'm driving!" But he doesn't push his hand away.
"You're growing," Cas continues, sliding a long finger over Dean's eyebag, "You've lived." He taps the leg of Dean's glasses as he withdraws, adding, "You have defied God."
Dean tries very hard to follow the logic, feeling his face screw up as he does, but he's got nothing. "Huh?"
"Chuck's design for humans was faulty, amateur. There was much he did not account for. In creating the means to live, and live well, with the body you have been given, humanity has proven its superiority to God himself."
Dean scoffs, feeling a little shy again, "It's just glasses, Cas."
"The product of thousands of years of innovation. The work of thousands of people across millenia." Cas pauses for a moment, then asks, a touch breathless, "Can I tell you what I like to imagine?"
"Uh, sure?"
"I like to imagine, when I think of the work of other humans across all of time, that they were doing it all in service of you."
Considering this, Dean lets a Jeep turn onto the road in front of him. "Is it like a sex thing?"
"It's not a sex thing. It is the placement of my desire for you over the will of thousands. My love supercedes their true intentions, their ambitions, their circumstances. I am reappropriating their care to act as a vessel for the depth of my feelings for you."
"Hm. Sounds like a sex thing."
"It is not a sex thing."
"Okay, tell me this, then," Dean says, turning to face Cas at the next red light, "Do you or do you not want me to wear the glasses next time I suck you off?"
"...yes, I do want that."
"I rest my case. And hey - just a tip, from one flirt to another. Next time you want to bring up your hot librarian fantasy, or whatever, don't start by calling the other person old."
"It's not a librarian fantasy, it's a you fantasy."
"Yeah, yeah. Not like I haven't got you-fantasies of my own. How about this: I'll wear just the glasses if you wear just the trench coat."
"I think I could be persuaded," Cas says, and he's smiling, and Dean's smiling, and when he catches a glimpse of his own smile-lines in the rear-view mirror magnified through his glasses, he thinks maybe he gets it. They made it. They're alive. There's proof of it.
Hi there! Are you lost?
Uh, I mean somewhere it's still 18th so...
Two versions cuz I like them both
fem izuku 🍓🍓🍓
outfit inspo
Pleasantly surprised to see two Asian stories (a manga and a manhwa) where the massively overpowered USAmerican characters get hugely humbled in some way.
happy new year !! 🎉🎉
wait we have to ask ourselves the real question which is who is bakugou’s brother
... Does it have to be a brother specifically 👀?
Can it be sister? Cause I know one particular blond who also likes to drink blood of others, like Sam😅😝
wait we have to ask ourselves the real question which is who is bakugou’s brother
I have been thinking about this for forever, and personally I think Shoto fits Cas, Deku fits Sam and Baku fits Dean
BUT
As this doesn't align with my ships, I propose Shoto as Sam
