dean has no religion. no faith. he grew up being told that angels were watching over him and the worst things happened to him with no divine intervention. he is disillusioned with god. and yet he prays to castiel.
and castiel was made for devotion. to worship god and his righteousness. he is given orders he doubts and obeying them does not feel like the right thing. like he's doing god's will. then he meets the righteous man. he was built to follow god. and yet he follows dean.
i wear a white and black ring as an aroace person and every acespec or arospec person i've met i've had to describe why i wear them every single time except once. i was talking to an acespec friend of mine a bit ago about the card suit thing and they didn't even know it was something that was done. idk it feels like every time that i bring up something i learned about as being ace or aro culture, my ace and aro friends have never even heard about it. it's kinda sad
every time i think about the aphobia and blatant erasure of aspec culture that’s been so rampant in online spaces i get SO sad. now aspec people don’t even know their own history!! aspec people are calling queerplatonic relationships “just friends”!! people are confusing asexuality with celibacy and aromanticism with asexuality!! aspec people think aspec identities are a 2000s fad!! this is so sad!!!!!
i think my life is slowly becoming a game of 'how many queer stereotypes can i fulfill'
person, singing: oh do you know the muffin man who lives on-
the muffin man, covering their mouth: please stop giving away my address
pspspsps come collect ur bot slayer badge
people in like, adventure movies, always have to go through a room with dart dispensers lining the walls at head level, right??? why don’t they just roll past them on the floor?
BREAKING: Geode has arrived at the Met Gala
au where eberytjings the same but they have to go to five guyd
my younger sister, in a bout of trying to convince me that she'd seen star trek, told me without hesitation that spock's middle name was "spockulus"
people find out that i usually put bugs outside instead of killing them and go like 'oh my god! you're so sweet and kind!' like; no fucker, i'm afraid of bug ghosts.
my sister: *recalls something from our childhood*
me, a known ADHD: memories aren't real. nu-uh. show me a memory. that's not a memory! what's a memory? who let you in here?