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and also dean never understands sam as a person, he only sees them as parents see their children. Not as another human capable of decisions, and containing thoughts, but as a being that will make mistakes and needs to be protected. He never saw sam’s addiction for what it was, his coping mechanism, but saw it as a fuck up from foolish choices. He never came out of thinking how anything sam does is just a bad decision, that he could have prevented. ANd he does go fucking things up to take control whenever given the chance, like killing whichever ‘monster’ sam decided was just as human as them. He never understand’s sam’s arch on having demon blood in him and first thinking of purifying himself of it and then embracing it and battling in between. It’s the same war crime parents commit on their kids. Like zero empathy space, because they are “children” and don’t know what they are doing, and god forbid they have “thoughts of their own” that are not “phases”. The whole toxic shit goes so much both ways and that’s why siblings aren’t supposed to be in the parenting dynamic.
still fucked up about the fact that sam started the series without like. Knowing dean. in dead in the water sam’s comment about dean caring about the kid - “who are you and what have you done with my brother?” and deans subsequently offended yet defeated face; sam knows dean like a child knows a parent, not really at all, distorted and incomplete, as figure and not person
bow leg boy’s family dedication theme
jay gruska’s americana theme, played on a hand-crank music box
it is a pixel angel. oooooooooooooooooooof
A tiny Castiel is passing through to say hello! Reblog this tiny Cas so he can travel all over
sem
All I wanna do is make jokes, do math & be gay
A chasm has opened up All paths have failed What cure is there now for broken hearts? The happiness that never was mine May it be yours, it wherever you go My desire is, for you to live, And for your hopes and dreams to come true
May your world never reflect the barrenness of mine
each and every memory of yours is etched into my heart The way you would smile at me The way you would whisper to me that “You belong only to me” God only knows how it came to this pass How we came to be driven apart
I abandoned everything for you I burnt all my boats to come here to you But you never became mine You simply walked away I don’t know where you disappeared, taking my heart with you
Where would I go? I’m still right here I’m present in every beat of your heart You’re in my dreams when I sleep In my thoughts when I’m awake At each and every moment, you’re with me My heart beats for no one but you Now it will never belong to anyone else I am saying goodbye
I am saying goodbye
I am saying goodbye
I am saying goodbye
rebellion by denial. YEMS. the erasure shall not be accepted.
@a-really-tired-really-gay-bitch, here’s your pie. welcome to mega turbo hell. enjoy.
Pie version of this in honor of Dean Winchester.
The CW (derogatory) gets No pie.
I never asked for love,
and here I am declared as your lover.
For the soul
it's like a sweet punishment...
...but the heart's been denounced
as a criminal.
I never asked for love,
and here I am declared as your lover.
For the soul
it's like a sweet punishment...
...but the heart's been denounced
as a criminal.
This glow on your face,
it's the fault of my eyes...
...they don't move away from it.
What should I do?
It hurts like a pressed nerve,
grows like a disease...
...captures the heart and mind.
What should I do?
I never asked for love,
and here I am declared as your lover.
For the soul
it's like a sweet punishment...
...but the heart's been denounced
as a criminal.
The heart says something
but does something else.
And it doesn't understand
any amount of pressure I put on it.
You owned my thoughts back then,
but now my heart is your slave.
Since the moment the heart became
your slave, it describes the soul.
Says, (the soul) keeps flying,
and salutes young love.
Then why does this pain keeps coming up...
...heart wants to go far...
...like a poison it starts to suffocate,
what should I do?
Sometimes it feels like
giving everything I own...
...sometimes I feel like giving up
the friend himself...
...to all these questions of the heart,
what answers do I give?
I never asked for love,
and here I am declared as your lover.
For the soul
it's like a sweet punishment...
...but the heart's been denounced
as a criminal.
“Take Me To Church” by Azra T.
hehe. gays in art gallery
re-linking my museum network. for being gay. be gay go museum :)
Google's data collection's flip side effect of making the world available, the virtual culture tour. plus when there's ads u are contrubuting to the museum by watching those, so its a win-win. It has anthroproligacal museum's street view too.
John wolff's museum of musical machines and mechanical calculator. sajdbasjfgasjfgasjkfakjfazCad
Louvre, for all for us.
Chicago's art museum, from byzantine to contemprory
the museum of BROKEN SHIPS, yep, romantic possesions.
Tucson's online Gay Museum, curated with infinite care and effort. Precious.
Rjks Museum, where u can create your own route with the studio.
The vatican muses
Natural history, life over years.
Museo Galileo, a theme based art museum, society in rooms.
The museum of COMPUTING asajdhjaffdskjfa
smithsonian initiative digitization of national museum of african american history and culture, because america's a home to many, and there are always stories when u live somewhere.
Holocast history, depressing, but filled with stories we must hear.
Women's History, because we need to know of The icons that made strategies and bombs in Vietnam, died hugging trees that were razed down, wrote papers without recieving credit, gave each other violets, and are just so so AMAZING.
St louis art museum walkthrough.