I just wanna say bc I KNOW you're somewhere on tumblr, to the teenage girl who attended Take Your Kid To Work Day at an office building in Ontario, Canada circa 2013 and had a conversation with a middle aged woman in which you showed her your Black Veil Brides fanart and fanfics and ship content and told her about different fanfic tropes including a/b/o verse bc she happened to know who Panic! at The Disco and Fallout Boy were and thus you felt the need to show her your bandblr ship art, that was my fucking mother and I had to clarify all that to her including looking my mother in the eye and trying to explain a/b/o verse without sounding like a lunatic.

It's been 10 years and I still regularly sent evil energies in your direction. Since you'd be probably two years younger than me and thus legally an adult now, please know if this post reaches you it's on sight.

I can't keep being fundamentally changed as a person by animated movies, it's just not sustainable.

Wuling vans

English added by me :)

Part 4 and End of Alastor's bad day Alastor survived his fake date and will probably (not) think twice in the future before trying to one-up Lucifer on unknown projects. Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

pls assume i'm thinking about this moment 24/7 all week every week

just two gorls hanging out

there is nothing better than when the supernatural fandom gets a contact high from other gay news on television we all wake up ravening for our revenge like sweeney todd being reunited with his razors

"Jean noticed how Andrew and Neil moved like they were caught in each other’s gravity, in each other’s space more than they were out of it, cigarette smoke and matching armbands and lingering looks when one fell out of orbit for too long."

Nora Sakavic, via twitter

Sometimes girlhood is matching hello kitty oodies with your mortal enemy

sad: falling out of a hyperfixation

tragic: watching your beloved friends and mutuals fall out of the hyperfixation while you're still in it

It's too late for me; they've consumed my mind

after dark ✧

ABBA IN THE HOUSEEEEE

one day you’ll yearn for the person you are now, to tell them, "hey, look, it turned out to be okay" and "i’m so grateful you’ve held on" and "things just worked out somehow". you’ll want to hold their hand and give them the wisdom that the future is actually better, and you know it because you’re living it. but you can’t reach through time like that. the only way to bridge the gap between the you of today and the you who’s doing better, is to hold onto the hope that they exist. 

Angel: "Ya think Husk likes me?"

Vaggie: "Angel, he literally always fixes your drink first at the bar. Even if someone else gets there before you."

Angel: "Yea, but I thought he was just doin' that to get me to leave faster."