psst i have a secret
STEPHON IS PERFECT SETH IS PERFECT THEY ARE NOW STEPHON AND SETH MEYERS MY DREAMS HAVE COME TRUE THE OTP IS REAL HE EVEN CRIED HEY ANDERSON HERE’S A HEADLINE.
that’s it. that’s the secret.
I want to talk about the bar scene in “Sacrifice,” but first let me refresh your memory about an exchange in “The Monster At the End of This Book.”
There’s a bit where Dean has asked for Castiel’s help in preventing Sam from meeting Lilith, and Castiel turns him down:
a character from The Devil’s Mixtape. (via valjeans)
Every now and then, something comes along on your dash that opens your eyes and makes you question assumptions you didn’t even realize you were making.
This former teenage girl fell in love with Rush, RPGs, Russian literature, ancient history, sci fi flicks, and Led Zeppelin. I’d say she had pretty good taste. So why have I always defaulted to marginalizing or dismissing the tastes of other teenage girls? Why have I always counted the large teenage female presence in fandom as a black mark against it, or at least something that needs to be explained or surmounted for older fans to participate or engage? Why have I assumed that teenage girls as a whole are incapable of critical analysis or meaningful engagement with the same media that I enjoy, when it was the critical analysis and meaningful engagement of a teenage girl that got me into much of the same media I enjoy now?
Wow. Talk about not even recognizing the patriarchy at work.
seriously, this just made me feel like a fucking asshole, which is always a sign that i’ve learned something important.
I think I like the commentary above more than even the quote itself. It’s cool when just a quote can make people really rethink their positions.
Hmmm, what did I love as a teenager? Isaac Asimov, Ray Bradbury, Agatha Christie, Jane Austen, Jane Eyre, English history, dancing, bike-riding, my parents, (sometimes my brother), Robin, Cindy, Kyra, Jay, Derek, Nik Kershaw, Tears for Fears, John Hughes movies, T.S. Eliot movies, L.M. Montgomery, Louisa Mae Alcott…
Nothing I don’t still love.
“As soon as teenage girls start to profess love for something, everyone else becomes totally dismissive of it. Teenage girls are open season for the cruelest bullying that our society can dream up. Everyone’s vicious to them. They’re vicious to each other. Hell, they’re even vicious to themselves. It’s terrible.
“So if teenage girls have something that they love, isn’t that a good thing? Isn’t it better for them to find some words they believe in, words like the ‘fire-proof and fearless’ lyrics that Jacqui wrote? Isn’t it better for them to put those words on their arm in a tattoo than for them to cut gashes in that same skin? Shouldn’t we be grateful when teenage girls love our work? Shouldn’t that be a fucking honor?
“It’s used as the cheapest, easiest test of crap, isn’t it? If teenage girls love a movie, a book, a band, then it’s immediately classified as mediocre shit. Well, I’m not going to stand for that. Someone needs to treat them like they’re precious, and if nobody else is ready to step up, I guess it’s up to us to put them on the path to recognizing that about themselves.”
we need to stop thinking about the last ten minutes of that episode and discuss what really needs to be said.
Mark Shepard. Crowley breaking.
this is what broke me far before the end. Crowley slowly becoming human. Mark Shepard you ripped out my heart, doused it in salt and holy water, and then set it on fire.
IM STILL SCREAMING BUT CAN WE TAKE A MOMENT TO APPRECIATE MISHA’S ACTING HERE? THERE’S NO TRACE OF CASTIEL LEFT AND WE CAN TELL THE BY JUST HIS FACE JFC THIS FUCKING CAST IS SO TALENTED HELP HE LOOKS SO HEARTBROKEN AND HURT CAS MY PRECIOUS FALLEN ANGEL COME TO MY BOSOM!