icarusthesupernaturalpig:

carry-on-my-jingle-butt:

gayseal:

How to come out to your parents.

I bet this is what Balthazar’s wings look like.

icarusthesupernaturalpig:

carry-on-my-jingle-butt:

gayseal:

How to come out to your parents.

I bet this is what Balthazar’s wings look like.

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no-chickflick-moments:

freetobescary:

sabriiel:

Fan: When we first watch Supernatural we thought “he is really handsome” but then we found out that there were so much more than that, that you had so much more to offer. We think that a good actor can take you in a different place and is able not only to make you forget that you are watching an actor but also who makes you care about the character’s journey. And you really make people who watch you care about you and your character… and not just because you have a pretty face. You handle both tragedy and comedy with equal ability and your eyes speaks a thousand words even when you are saying nothing at all. So when Supernatural will end, don’t think about it as a conclusion, but as a stepping stone which will bring you to a bright future because you are Oscar material. [x]

so glad this came around again

Those tears in his eyes and him desperately trying to make a joke out of the situation so we wouldn’t notice them… Ugh never gonna be able to get over it

This always gets me. Because look how genuinely touched he is.

simpleflaw:

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simpleflaw:

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ashkenazi-autie:

eileenthequeen:

eileenthequeen:

So apparently in my sister’s class, there was a trans girl that had been on the cheerleading squad for a while. When she came out, the other girls on the squad made the agreement that whatever boy made fun of her would never get a date. And if you think that’s not the most metal girl alliance ever, you can sit down.

Wow, 500 notes

Girls protecting girls.

This is my skin. This is not your skin, yet you are under it.
Iain Thomas, I Wrote This For You (via larmoyante)