So You'll Condone Cannibalism?

horrible news. came home and there isn’t a grumpy man in my bed who was a little worried about me but won’t admit it outright so he tried to stay up but he’s falling asleep with his glasses on. what am i supposed to do now

when funkyfrogbait said “how many einsteins have spent their lives washing dishes, how many mozarts bent over stoves instead of pianos because they had the misfortune of being born a woman.”

i might mostly post smut on this account, but i write SO much more than just fanfic, and every word i write is for every woman that came before me that couldn’t write what they wanted. it’s for my mother, my grandmother and my great-grandmother as well as the women that came before.

If you're using gen AI because "you want to make art but don't know how/can't learn/it's easier/whatever"

You don't want to make art.

You want someone to make art for you, but you don't want to pay or exchange anything of equal value for it, and also you want it right now, in whatever style you fancy that moment, and in whatever quantity you want. You're greedy and entitled and it is just that simple. You don't want to make anything.

house and wilson being dog-coded in different ways......... house the stray, who was by himself for so long he doesn't act right around others, who needs his space, needs his ball, needs help but refuses it with growling throat and bared teeth, who hurts so much he needs to hurt others back, it's all he knows, but no one cares to learn (he can be good. he won't.) ...... wilson the family dog who likes everyone but favors his One Person, who is the kindest dog you'll ever meet yet has bitten people, but he was justified, but he won't do it again, just look at his sweet eyes, he looks so sorry....... (he snaps again. every time it gets harder to believe he won't do it again this time)

Nightmare

Pairing: Unrequited Castiel x fem!reader, established Dean x reader!sister, Sam x reader!other sister

Word count: 8.3k, one-shot

Summary: Your sisters had made a deal to save Sam and Dean. You had made another deal, with Crowley’s help, to save your sisters. No one had seen it coming when you went missing, but even less had they expected to find you as a shadow of your former self.

Warnings: Usual spn levels of angst, trauma, demon deals, etc.

A/N: Sort of sourced from an old rp I did, and loosely off of Nightmare by Halsey. Another song fic, literally no one is surprised anymore (oof.) I’ve been extremely sick this week as I’ve been working on this, so apologies in advance if it isn’t as coherent as I think? Also apologies since tumbles apparently took away the line break feature and I’ve yet to find a way to fix that. I’ve made an attempt at line breaking in the meantime, we’ll see how it goes. 

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