The Thing About Going To Bed Early Is That It Doesn't Stop You From Being Awake At One Am Anyway. Doctors

“I believe in a lot of things. Hope. Prayer. We all have our own way of seeking comfort.”

a little portrait of how castiel looks in my destiel stanford era!au fic, “this gentle sin”! couldn't figure out if i liked the one with or without his cunty gold glasses, so i chose both 💛 he’s a gay and autistic religious studies major who pines after a man so deep in the closet he’s practically in narnia 💔 they get their happy ending, though!! even if it's a roller coaster beforehand LOL

dean’s portrait is coming soon, and then sam and jess are next hehe!!! :3

HOW DID THIS FLOP HARDER THAN THE LAST POST 💔

“I believe in a lot of things. Hope. Prayer. We all have our own way of seeking comfort.”

As promised, a little Castiel candid from my Stanford era college AU, This Gentle Sin! If you’ve read it, trust that the rest of his walls have just as many artifacts, if not more-- and if you haven’t, well! I’d be happy to have you! 💛

i'm not your mary.

“Fatherless behavior” stop giving my DAD credit for all the work my MOM put into making me a terrible person!! Stop erasing women in history!!

ik the show is about gay baseball but gretson college au where carson is a stage manager and greta is the lead actress and they both butt heads but eventually end up being gay and in love

no but i hate writing fanfic because tell me why i have an entire first chapter finished of an art college au about an attorney k-drama but i still can’t post it because i haven’t been able to decide a side character’s major

in regards to fermi’s paradox, by me.

i’ve never written a poem so fast, but once i started i couldn’t stop. it has everything to do with, well… everything.

the fermi paradox is about the existence of extraterrestrial life, and why we haven’t found it yet. the five hypotheses mentioned are just a drop in the bucket of everything we’ve come up with. i’ve always loved that, and i love what they say about humanity as a whole— the good, the bad, the ugly. it teaches us a lot about us.

this poem is tough. it comes from the gut more than the heart, but the love is still there. in these unstable and uncertain times, i hope you all know it’s with you, too.

if i’m ever brutally murdered and everyone feels like they need to do something productive in my memory, all i want is for you to pass legislation banning LED headlights in my name. regardless of how irrelevant it is to my murder. it’s relevant to my heart.

Above Ground, Clint Smith

‘cause when she loves, she only shows it through dead deer

a study on the unwilling patron saint of arcadia bay, heavily inspired by del parson’s “lost lamb”.