Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Supernatural (TV 2005), Queer Eye (TV 2018) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester Characters: Dean Winchester, Castiel (Supernatural), Karamo Brown, Bobby Berk, Tan France, Jonathan Van Ness, Antoni Porowski Additional Tags: Fluff Summary:
“You did what,” Cas says flatly, increasingly unimpressed by the shit-eating grin on Dean’s face.
“Just… giving you a leg up!”
“On national TV.”
“There’s that,” Dean admits. “C’mon, it’s just funny. Not like there’s any chance they’re actually gonna pick us.”
“Good,” Cas says, “because I know where you sleep.”
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i haven’t been on tumblr for like ten thousand years, and i don’t know why and i miss y’all, but anyway i finally put this story a little bit together and posted it
i am unexpectedly alone on christmas thanks to winter storm flight cancellations and i have not written in ages nor been on tumblr much but hey pls give me the christmas gift of six more kudos on this ridiculous story because NUMBERS
and i hope you all are having good holiday times, whatever you do or don’t celebrate <3
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Supernatural Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester Characters: Castiel, Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester Additional Tags: Wing Kink, Wingfic, Frottage, Wing Grooming, Fluff, Fluff and Smut, Friends to Lovers Summary:
Cas exhaled. "When an angel's wings are injured," he said to his feet, "the healing process can be augmented by… grooming, I suppose, would be the most accurate word. Removal of the maimed feathers to allow growth of healthy ones. Otherwise, they're left to fall out alone." He tilted his head towards the nightstand. "As you see."
Dean stared at him. "So… that's why I can't help?" he said slowly. "'Cause I can't, y'know… see 'em? Or touch 'em?"
"Yes," Cas said, slightly too quickly, and Dean snorted.
"You're still a shitty liar, Cas," he informed him. "What ain't you tellin' me?"
my amazing but unsustainable beautiful house (true) beautiful family (...) beautiful pets (true) has unsurprisingly become unsustainable. it’s relieving; i want the decision to leave to be my own agency. none of my partners will let me leave san francisco without fighting for me hard; even my housemates, as toxic as it is, will help me financially, because they make so much money they don’t notice if they have to pay my rent for a while. it sucks but my unhappiness here has been starting to impact my relationships with my partners, and in the last day or so when i’ve told them i just can’t/won’t stay here anymore, the absolute relief was validating, and like jesus, i’m ready to get the fuck on with my life.
"In the 70s it was black and minority ethnic people, in the 80s it was gay people, trans people are just the latest to get it in the neck from comedians who can't be bothered to try at their jobs anymore. I cannot stand there and watch another dogshit comedian go: 'Ooohh if a woman can identify as a man, maybe I'll identify as a chair!' Why don't you identify as good comedians, you hack motherfuckers?!"
- Nish Kumar: "It's In Your Nature To Destroy Yourselves pt.2"
Yeah but you need to actually hear the full clip and the fury and passion and glee (because he knows he's nailing them) in his voice. (Wish I could find the audio somewhere other than Twitter, but I can't.
here it is!
high school teachers: if you don’t show up with a dress and full makeup or a fitted tuxedo to class everyday to college your professors will execute you
college professors:
I once had a professor SLAM a thermos down on his desk and say to us “there’s more pressure in my sinuses right now than there is at the bottom of the sea. This thing’s full of NyQuil. I’m going to drink it while I teach, and when your heads are replaced by swirling rainbows, I will cancel the rest of class.” The class ended up being 17 minutes long.
Your professor was trying to fight God
I was in a class in undergrad, fellow classmate walks in 20, maybe 30 minutes after class started and slightly out of breath. Professor gives a vague look of curiosity and the kid says “my bad. They set up a bouncy castle outside.” The Professor perks up “there’s a bouncy castle?! Class dismissed!” and straight up ran out of the room. It was a 10am class.
favorite college story was when i managed to sprain my ankle ON THE WAY to my physics final, which fortunately the shuttle from my dorm to downtown campus dropped off in front of the university hospital, i think i asked a staff member to let my physics prof know -- apparently he actually came to check on me but i was already discharged; he emailed me and was just like, “did you get good drugs?”
and then when i made up the final in his office a few days later, i asked him for clarification for some question, he glanced at the exam, paused, just says, “ah the answer is C” and went back to what he was doing
and my sophomore year creative writing professor who held a get-together at her gorgeous house in georgetown at the end of the semester, last day of class she was like, “you’re all 21, right?” and the majority of us who were not just kinda looked around noncomittally until she burst out laughing and was like i’m kidding, i’m kidding
Time for another rec list! This time around I’m focusing on Destiel <3
Fics will be listed in order of word count and whether it’s an AU or not. Some of the works in this list contain NSFW content, so minors do not interact with this post please. I’ve tried to reach out to all the writers in this list to get permission to rec their stories, unfortunately I was not able to contact everyone. If you see your story on this list and for some reason want it removed just DM me and I’ll take it off. If you don’t want your tumblr tagged on this list, again DM me and I’ll remove the tag. Fics are linked next to the titles in the (AO3) thing.
With that said, let’s get on to the fics!
(fics below the cut)
thank youuuu & thank you in particular @i-call-me-clarence for asking permission!
my mental health has been slightly less garbage for the first time in half a decade and things like this make me want to maybe tip my toe back into writing again, so, it means a lot <3
Time for another rec list! This time around I’m focusing on Destiel <3
Fics will be listed in order of word count and whether it’s an AU or not. Some of the works in this list contain NSFW content, so minors do not interact with this post please. I’ve tried to reach out to all the writers in this list to get permission to rec their stories, unfortunately I was not able to contact everyone. If you see your story on this list and for some reason want it removed just DM me and I’ll take it off. If you don’t want your tumblr tagged on this list, again DM me and I’ll remove the tag. Fics are linked next to the titles in the (AO3) thing.
With that said, let’s get on to the fics!
(fics below the cut)
hello, i have not been on tumblr a lot lately, as i have actually been sort of having half a life that doesn’t suck. i have two partners i am still squirmily happy about after nearly a YEAR (?!?); i am starting a few classes since i realized oh yeah i’m a san francisco resident i can basically take classes for free; i even got out of town for a few days for my birthday last week to go camping + hotel with pool with my partner and it was perfect. i am no longer on the medication that culminated with me hallucinating wildly and ultimately in the hospital for two days and i feel so vindicated, i joined a discord server specifically for that medication, and it’s like boy howdy that’s not uncommon. and getting sterilized is in the works!’
i also still spend a lot of time drooling on myself on the internet, and rewatching the same thing time after time (BUT ALSO SANDMAN and am on OFMD probably 3rd watch) but also in the last ten days i think i’ve spent all of two nights at home sans company, and holy fucking shit so much sex, getting old rules
i can not get over how perfectly he landed. how did he do this
girls who learned all their vocab from books and are now constantly embarrassing themselves by pronouncing words slightly wrong in conversation
The way i have to think for a full minute before saying either “automaton” or “banal” 😅
Until I was 15 years old I pronounced “misled” as “myzilled” 🤦♀️
It offends me to correctly pronounce “buried.” 🤦🏻♀️
Scions. I said it completely wrong for years.
Cadre.
Mahogany
Apoplexy
melancholy
Detritus
I still struggle with consequences, I always see it and say it in my head as con+sequences
ennui
disconcerted (discon-CHAIR-ted, as in how you pronounce concerto)
materials -- for some reason, as a kid for YEARS i thought “mat-E-ri-als” and “MAT-er-als” were two different words that somehow meant the same thing and i still remember the book where i realized i was just pronouncing it wrong vividly
the classic Finnish mix of extreme dutifulness and “we will make actual conversation after a silent interaction trial period of 6 weeks, thank you” can be really funny sometimes. told my coworker that I’d like to save the coffee grounds the workplace generated and take them home “for my mushrooms and worms” and she was just like “okei” and dutifully saved every single grounds-filled filter for weeks and weeks. about five weeks into this whole thing, after I thank her for the coffee grounds and tell her my worms must love them because they’re breeding very enthusiastically, she finally asks “so your worms… do they have a purpose or are they just… worms”. like sure I’ll save you all these coffee grounds every single time I drink coffee, 3+ times a day, but god forbid I inquire about your specific worm habits before propriety allows it. you could be eating them for breakfast for all I know but that’s your business
this post has been up for so long I’m at a new workplace now, and here’s a new one: someone finally getting a close enough look at the jar of homemade nut butter I’d been using to make snacks for days (in a reused jar, still with the pesto label on it), realising the contents were not as advertised, and saying with poorly concealed relief “ai!!! you weren’t spreading pesto on bananas!” like she’d been quietly dying inside the whole time but had grimly committed herself to never ever presuming to ask wtf was going on
congrats, this is so cursed and the best addition someone has made to this post
oh my god. you saw the ad and thought WHAT???? im so sorry for the panic, they charged us by the letter!!! no, no, timmy’s thirteen now, we found the baby shoes in an old gift bag in the garage