Do So Long I Wanted To Make My Entry For And At The Same Time I Wanted To Get Experimental With Coloring

Can I power couple ship Amara/Dick Roman??  I don’t know why this sounds amazing to me?

Reblog if you’re bisexual, support bisexual people or are actually a bunch of tiny velociraptors in a human suit

A dangerous night to fall in love 

People, Cas, Sam

Pardon any inaccuracies as I’m typing this right before bed.  

Spoilers for 10x19!! While I personally don’t think the order in which things were said is important: “... kill some people?  Kill Cas?  Kill Sam?” I do think that the fact that they were addressed as separate things was significant.  Obviously Dean’s subconscious was grabbing onto things he found important.  Saving people has always been a mission of his.  People are important to him.  Cas and Sam are important to him as well.   But why not just say “Kill Cas and Sam?”  

...  Because they’re not the same.  

They are all important to him, but all three things hold different places in his life.  People are his mission.  Sam is his beloved brother.  

Cas is not a brother to Dean as this line suggests.  If he was, he would have been included as “Cas and Sam” or vice versa, implying “my brothers.”  But he wasn’t.  He was separate.   So brother is out.  He can fall in one of two places.  

Best friend (which Bobby had declared him in season 7) or a romantic interest (which is inconclusive, but highly suggested).  

Either way, it’s nice to see that Cas is recognized as someone special in Dean’s life.  He’s different from Sam, different from other “people.”   :)  

This hit so perfect for me since I grew up on Godzilla, my dad introduced it to me and it's something we watch all the time. My family jokes that he kind of looks like Godzilla too (big, grouchy looking stare, inhumanly strong). When I came out as ftm, this is almost exactly what he did for me! This video is gonna hold a special spot in my heart <3

this is so sweet 🥺🥺🥺

the girls

So I make very few posts, and I try to stay away from things that are hot topics because I dislike conflict, but this idea..... we have all these awesome headless statues hanging around the U.S. right now, Halloween is approaching, and I hate to be wasteful... anyone wanna put pumpkins on these fellows and just have a bunch of potential headless horseman statues instead? They can all be holding one of those sticks with the horse heads on it to ride on

Anyone else take this long to show effects of T?

Hey FTM community! I’ve been on T for 1 year and 4 months now and I have a few concerns.  I have had very little effect from the T (I do injections) and my T level according to my endocrinologist is where it’s supposed to be at (in the 600′s somewhere).  She says I can’t increase my dose because I’m starting to show signs of side effects of the Testosterone.   I’m trying to be patient here, but all I’ve gotten out of being on T is a little bit of acne, a voice that constantly breaks, and maybe a little more butt hair (tmi, sorry).  I still have my period, I don’t really have a deeper voice, I have no more facial hair than I did pre-T, my clit hasn’t really gained a whole lot of size, I have had no change in metabolism, muscle growing ability, smell, body fat shifting... 50+ % of the time I’m still labeled as female despite how I dress or carry myself.   I know it takes awhile to start having effects, but I’m just wondering if anyone else has had it take this long to start showing signs or know what might be up???  On a bright note, don’t know if it’s related, but all of my allergies went away like 3 months ago! Thanks for any and all input!

The Castiel Complex

So I found this while sifting through old stuff.  I apparently was plotting out a destiel fic around the beginning of season 7, just a short one shot.  I wrote it out in mostly just dialogue and some action captions and never really got around to actually writing it and turning it into an actual fic and I probably never will.  It's called "The Castiel Complex" so here ya go! :)

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::Sam and Dean are at a bar talking and sharing a drink when a busty asian beauty comes up and comes onto Dean::

BAB: So, what do you say?  Wanna get out of here?

Dean: ::smiles a bit and seems to contemplate it with the table in front of him::  ... Nah.  Not tonight, sweet cheeks.  ::he takes a swig of his beer::

BAB:  Okay, your loss.  ::she seems mildly put off and leaves the table::

Sam: ::watches the girl retreat and looks funny at Dean, eyebrows squinting::  ... What was that?

Dean:  What was what? ::looking straight ahead, in his own mind::

Sam: Are you okay? ::he leans forward towards Dean a little::

Dean:  Woah, little close there tiger.  Wait till we get home. ::he winks and takes another swig and leans back::

Sam: ::rolls his eyes::  Cute.  Seriously, man.  You okay?

Dean:  Seriously, Sam.  I'm fine. 

Sam:  Then tell me what that was about. ::he takes a sip of his own beer and looks over Dean's head at the BAB who is at another table now::

Dean:  It's nothing Sam.  Just not in the mood.  I'm friggin' exhausted if you can't tell.  We just ganked a nasty son of a bitch and not to mention we've got all the crazy Hexus-like spawn slipping around trying to gank us in return.  ::he looks a little firm::

Sam:  ::raises an eye brow::  Fern Gully?  Really?

Dean:  Shut up, Krista's hot.

Sam:  ::he huffs:: Dean, even if you were tired-that.  That right there?  ::he points at the BAB::  That is your dream girl.  And I, unfortunately, know that if you were really okay I'd be renting out a second room for myself right about now.  So now tell me.  Are you okay?

Dean: ::he pauses for a minute and stares at his bottle::  ...  I'm fine, Sam. 

Sam:  ::he gives him the pitiful puppy stare and then turns away  as they fall under silence, neither speaking nor drinking.  Suddenly Sam gets a look on his face as things have worked out in his head and he turns to Dean with an epiphany on his face::  Oh my, God.  He broke you.

Dean: ::he looks puzzled::  Come again?

Sam:  I mean...  I knew you were more upset about Cas'... death, than you were letting on.  But I didn't think it was this bad.  He broke you.

Dean:  ::he looks like Sam is batshit crazy::  In case you haven't noticed, I haven't brought out the Hershey's and popped in Dirty Dancing.  Sorry to disappoint you, princess.  He didn't friggin' break me. 

Sam:  ::he is about to start his long winded explanation that consists of he is right::  Look-I.  I didn't mean it like that.  But don't get me wrong ::he points at Dean::  I know you're being a big girl about this on the inside, Dean.  ::Dean shoots him a look and takes a drink::  But let's face it.  I know at first Cas wasn't exactly on our gold star chart in the beginning, but then...  You trusted him.  Hell, you probably trusted him more than Bobby, than-than, me!

Dean:  I trust you.  ::looks slightly offended::

Sam:  Come on, Dean.  I can barely go to the bathroom on my own before you start thinking I'm going to crack out the crazy and bolt.

Dean:  ::takes a sip of his beer and overts his eyes::

Sam:  ::he continues where he left off::  ...  So when Cas let slip that he was working with Crowley the whole time...  When he didn't listen to you to break it off... and then became a God so bad that we actually tried to enslave Death so that we could get rid of him?  ::he pauses to let it sink into Dean who just stares straight ahead, bottle poised to his lips, but not drinking.  Sam takes this as a sign to go on::  When you had so much faith in him as our friend- as our family- he betrayed your trust.  ::he lets his hands drop to the table and leans back as everything starts to make sense in his own head::  He broke you, Dean.  He broke you so bad you can't even trust your version of the perfect girl to give you a good time.

Dean: ::he sits there, still staring ahead while Sam hazards a pitiful glance at him from the corner of his eye::  ...Hey Sammy?

Sam: ::he shifts a bit in his seat, anticipating some big girly admission::

Dean:  ::he gives Sam a small smirk::  Can I trust you to shut up about it? ::he downs the rest of his beer and let's out an "aaah!" as he lets it sink down his throat, placing the bottle on the table and raising his hand to have someone drop off the tab::  Ready to head back, Jolly Green?

Sam: ::he gives a small smile and shakes his head and finishes his beer:: Yeah, sure.

  ::It's later that night and the boys are sleeping::

Dean: ::he's having a nightmare with Cas lying dead on the ground and he's torn between feeling relief that Godstiel is gone, but now Cas is dead too.  He shouldn't feel sad though, Cas betrayed him, but he can't help it.  Then Cas' wounds heal and he sits up alive and he can't hold back the surprise and happiness in his voice as he bends down to help him.  Cas responds in a very Cas like manner and he can almost feel himself feeling like this is going to be okay, they'll get past the whole betrayal thing when they get out of there.  Then suddenly it's Levia!Cas and Cas entering the lake and Cas' trench coat and he wakes up sweating.::

::He breaths heavy for a minute before looking over at Sam who's still asleep and calms down and flops back and stares at the ceiling.  He rolls to his side and squints his eyes shut, not crying, but looking damn close to it.  He opens his eyes and looks skyward like if he did he might see Cas there somewhere and he silently prays::

Cas...  'm so sorry...  You were being a gigantic child, but...  I should've found a way to stop you, before it got all out of hand.  Should've been able to protect you...   ::he is scolding himself now, but then his face turns sad::  Cas...  what am I supposed to do?  I need things to be right again...  "You friggin' bastard...!"  I can barely keep it together, man.  I don't know how I'm supposed to deal with this... Cas? 

::he looks up again and there is nothing but Sam's snores and he knits his brows one more time before rolling on his back and rubbing his eyes with a sigh.  He’s about to fall asleep when he hears the flutter of wings and he sits up and looks around.  He doesn't see anyone, doesn't feel danger.  He thinks it must just be is imagination and he hesitantly lays back down, reaching for his knife under the pillow and closes  his eyes as he feels just a bit better after admitting shit.  Sleep comes easy after that::

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In my sad head!canon where Will and Hannibal elope and be murder husbands, Will embraces the darkness within himself and begins to lose control of his being.  He gets Hannibal and himself into trouble with the authorities where Will is eventually shot dead by Jack.  Hannibal is taken into custody, bored out of his mind for a few years because he has nothing to look forward to and no good conversation and the love of his life is dead.  Then a new killer is on the loose and a newbie FBI agent Clarice Starling goes behind Jack’s will and goes to see Hannibal to get his input on the case.  As soon as Clarice makes her appearance Hannibal starts seeing Will (covered in the mess of blood he died in).  He tries to make conversation, but she cuts to the chase and says a line that Hannibal has heard before and he starts to see Will inside of her.  (Side note:  In my head!canon Clarice digs up info on Will and tries to figure things out like he does and Wills’ “ghost” follows her around and tries to warn her in her mind about Hannibal.  And Hannibal of course gets to have convo’s with his dead hubby :) He is a little perturbed that he is actually seeing Will in his head, but goes along with it anyway).