Supernatural 8x21 clip
on the ‘tiger mom’ stereotype problem from 8x02, all i really have as a reaction is ‘americans’ and a slow, sad shake of my head
i’ve seen a lot of posts outlining that basically, spn, you tried — gold star — but you fucked up pretty badly too (uh excuse me? the mail order comment from the pawn shop kid? i’m so fucking glad dean snapped at him for that) and they wrote her off as another side character
and i don’t really know what i’m going for in this post but honestly, sometimes parents fulfill that ‘tiger mom’ stereotype — my parents are 100000% tiger mom parents — but it’s also so very much not a part of american culture and
wow yeah this is turning into another post about my own horrifyingly confused and botched cultural identity basically but if your parents grew up in the 60s-80s in a place that’s not america, then you’re just not gonna get it
shit’s different
american families don’t get it
sHRIEKS
I JUST GOT HOME FROM WORK AND CHECKED MY EMAIL AND MY MOM SENT ME THIS:
THERE GOES THE REST OF MY DAY
also i’ll do a nice write-up soon of my first day at work so yeah
that was
that was the most homoromantic movie i have ever watched
Normally, this is a rant I wouldn’t put on tumblr. But it’s gotten to a point in my life where I need to say something about this.
Ship names are really dumb.
I refer to ship names that are basically two names smushed together.
It’s really freaking dumb. And really belongs back in the 90’s.
I’ve noticed it a lot in the Red vs Blue fandom and it makes me cringe every single time. Every single one sounds dumb. (Except for Delta/York, because it becomes Dork.)
You could do so much better giving the ship a clever name. Or just writing out the full names.
And this applies to real life as well.
Recently, Chad Kroger of Nickleback Fame and Avril Lavigne got engaged.
What does someone decide to call it?
Chavril.
I honestly can’t escape.
oh my god this. Just. This. Every time I see Chex I die a little more inside. Or Yorkington. And do not even get me fucking started on Tuckster. The last time I used combo names was back in 2002, in the goddamn Digimon fandom, when I was 13.
Yes, people can use them if they want to and it works for them, but I am going to be over here saying that these names look stupid as fucking hell. They’re not cute or fun or funny, they’re just really dumb.
(And seriously, what the fuck are you going to get when you combine Wash/Meta? Weta or Mash. There is nothing not dumb about that.)
A quick rebuttal, though — it’s much easier to blacklist a smooshed-up ship name here on Tumblr, since I’m pretty sure TS doesn’t pick up slashes and they definitely don’t work right in tags.
I’ve seen people tag things with, like, WashYork (where they write the names with no space between them) but since a lot of the really popular (and therefore wank-inducing) ships on Tumblr, i.e. Johnlock or Destiel or Wincest, are smooshed names, it’s much easier to tag things that way so that if one of your followers has it blocked, TS will pick it up.
I mean, I’m not saying they aren’t idiotic. Because they are. It’s just that they make it really easy to TS posts with that pairing in ‘em, so they’re not all bad.
“It’s like a panic attack, you know? Like I can’t even breathe.”
aka journey into misery
A step by step guide to dressing up as a 13 year old boy, because you knew sooner or later your life would lead up to this.
also while halo is the #1 topic on my dash right now thanks to sass
i’m going admit that i bawled at the end of contact harvest when i read mack’s transmissions to sif
the way he was so painfully hopeful as the planet burned i couldn’t take it and sif’s rampancy and the mack/loki thing i
yeah
(i have a c/p of it somewhere hold on)
(okay here)
<\ Sky's choked with ashes \ \ , snow's
< \ \\ deep 0n frozen ground. The one horse
I've got left is cold and hungry---
heading for the barn, and I can't stop
him.
<\ But this winter won't last, darlin'.
>> Not forever.
>> (.....\\ . > And when new hands
>> set to tending this earth they'll
till my pieces under.
> > Grind them into the veins of
g0ld I've laid.
<\ Then the roots of all they plant wi\\
> wind around usS---
<\ KEEPING
<\ US
<\ CLOSE--- \
\
<\ For an eternal summer that will not fade.
Purgatory is revealing.
Dean’s gotten used to seeing illusions spring up especially for him. He’s seen Sam yelling that he’s found a way out. John approached him and told Dean he’s proud, so proud, of the man that he’s become. Mary appeared before them, with arms reaching for a hug. And once, one horrible moment, a beautiful little girl with blond curls, shining green eyes, and a smattering of freckles across her cheeks was suddenly in his path. She looked up at him and pleaded, “Papa?”
This place somehow knows him, knows exactly what to bring forth to make him stumble. Fortunately, Cas is always there to hold him back, guide him away, remind him that it’s not real.
But they both falter and freeze when neon words light up out of nowhere.
My heart is yours
Dean feels his cheeks burning, and he can’t bring himself to glance at Cas, heart bottoming out in his stomach.
“I wondered when it was my turn,” the low voice sounds next to him. Dean’s eyes flash to Castiel’s face, who is regarding the words with a sad smile. Dean steps closer, heart racing wildly and mouth dry when he picks up Castiel’s hand in his, intertwining their fingers.
“Funny, I thought this was another one for me,” he says, trying to keep a teasing tone, but somehow it breaks, and his voice isn’t much more than a whisper.
Purgatory strips you down and bares your soul.
But it’s not always bad.
