Turns out the deanandcas Tumblr is way more active than fuckyeahdeancastiel (goddammit).
Anyways, I was checking out my Dashboard and came across these two photos,
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just as Utada Hikaru's "Hikari" started playing on my Zune playlist and I almost fucking cried.
What.
What is this.
What the fuck is wrong with me.
Oh
spnpermanon, never stop failing to bring the lulz.
Jensen tries to make small talk. Jared screams that he is pregnant and fucks people for money. Things are awkward.
Jensen feeds Jared and goes to sleep on his couch, leaving the bed to his "protege." Jared develops, like, pneumonia or something because pregnant teenage homeless hookers who ran away from abusive homes don't really elicit much sympathy, and we gotta have some basis for the h/c, right? So Jared keeps Jensen up half the night coughing, and finally Jensen insists Jared let him take him to a doctor.
Jared cries on the inside (he'd do it on the outside if he weren't hacking up a lung) and wonders why Jensen would want to help him, a worthless sex toy that no one would miss if he died on the streets. Does Jensen really think he can save Jared's soul? (Oh Jared, sweetheart. Sorry to interrupt you when you're wallowing in the deepest self-pity pool ever, but yeah. That's sort of his job. In fact, it's pretty much the major tenant of his entire faith. But I know this little aside is getting in the way of your manpain, so I'll let you get back to it.)
Is John Stuart Mill for reals? I am having a hard time finding flaws in this man. Yes I'm taking into account the world he grew up in - Victorian England, hello! - but oh my god I want to fangirl him so effin' hard. He's even an environmentalist! I don't care if this is all because of his utilitarian beliefs; he acknowledges the influence society has on how people think and behave.
To quote Wikipedia (lolz),
Mill attacks the argument that women are naturally worse at some things than men, and should, therefore, be discouraged or forbidden from doing them. He says that we simply don't know what women are capable of, because we have never let them try - one cannot make an authoritative statement without evidence. We can't stop women from trying things because they might not be able to do them. An argument based on speculative physiology is just that, speculation.
Yes, I'm still looking for his faults.
There comes a point in your life when you're torn between which one to read first -
werewolf non-con or
glorified Nazis.
But seriously, the fuckery that is the werewolf RPS J2BB has absolutely nothing on this Nazi KH2 piece of work AU.
I mean, what the duck.
Axel ran through the streets of Berlin, dressed in his formal attire.
Axel: *perks* Going to the cabaret, yes?
He knew that the Führer would not be pleased if Axel was late for the meeting.
Axel: ...Wroooooooooong cabaret.
This is classic, beautiful MST but who the fuck thought this was a good idea? Who the fuck thought it was totally okay to make Nazi freaking Germany the backdrop to a romance between members of the SS where one of the characters has Himmler for a father? This is not an attempt at treating the subject with care and respect and fuckloads of research, oh no. This is fucking glorifying these motherfucking assholes at the expense of the 6 million Jews that died because they were Jewish, a continent that was ravaged to bloody bits, and a world that was never the same again.
"You know, I don't think there is a word in the english language to convey just how horribly offensive and sickening this writing is. I also don't think there's a word for the kind of person who is stupid enough to think that the genocide of millions is a good background for a glorified highschool romance. Congratulations, you've just pissed on the memory of the millions who died during that horrifying war. This is honestly one of the worst things I've ever read, and that's not even including the sub-par writing, horrible grammar and hideous mischaracterization. This is simply depraved."
Twitter wants me to write, and I quote myself, "Crowley tongue fucks Dean right in front of Cas, who gets all huffy and possessive and is totally in control later at night, :D". Fml.