Jensen and Danneel | SPN 300 [x]
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Jensen and Danneel | SPN 300 [x]
bisexual culture is not knowing who you’re in love with more
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Every day
I physically cannot reblog this
Hope you find someone with some genuine mutual feelings fam
This good karma needs to be passed
I hope you get that job you need
I hope some money comes your way.
I hope that stress you have goes away
I hope you feel good and okay in the morning
I hope you feel loved and safe
I hope you find the healing that you seek
I hope you forgive yourself for your past
I hope you find peace within yourself
I hope your skin is clear and your hair is growing.
I hope that you learn to accept yourself flaws and all
I hope your day is as awesome as you are
i hope you get all that happiness u deseve
I hope everyone you encounter sees your glow
I hope you succeed at whatever you want to accomplish
I hope you have really healthy skin and hair
I hope you become exactly who you want to be
I hope you learn to let go
I’m trying
I hope the biscuit you dip in your chai stays as strong as you.
May your day be bright and full of love.
i hope you read the best fics and get nice comments in your inbox<3
Supernatural Season Seven Gag Reel
“Wait…”
If I don’t reblog this, assume I’m dead.
On May 28th, my sister, Edna, turned 31.
Her mental age is about three years old. She loves Winnie the Pooh, Beauty & the Beast, and Sesame Street. Even though the below picture is unconvincing.
Edna and “Cookie.” I think she was trying to play it cool.
My name is Jeanie. I’m Edna’s younger sister. I’m also her guardian and caregiver.
That’s me on the left. (Hey, you never know. After a year of writing a blog about online dating - Jeanie Does the Internet - I’ve come to learn that there are A LOT of fools on the internet.)
ANYWAY, I’m not “doing the internet” anymore. I’m taking care of Edna full-time, after completing my MFA in Writing for Screen & Television at USC.
May 16, 2014. I wanted a picture. Edna wanted breakfast.
In case you’re wondering where our parents are, they’re dead. Our mom died of breast cancer when she was just 33.
Us with mom before she died. (Obviously.)
As for our dad, he peaced-out around the time my mom got sick. His loss - we’re awesome.
Here we are being awesome at the beach. Pushing a wheelchair in the sand? Not so awesome.
In case you’re wondering “What’s wrong?” with my sister - as a stranger once asked me on the street - NOTHING. Yes, Edna has a rare form of epilepsy - Lennox-Gastaut syndrome - but I don’t know if that’s anymore “wrong” than people who don’t have manners.
Basically, Edna was born “normal,” and started having seizures as a baby. They eventually got so bad that they cut off the oxygen to her brain, causing her to be mentally disabled. Or impaired. Or intellectually disabled. Or whatever you want to call it - except “retarded,” because in 2010, President Obama signed Rosa’s Law into effect, replacing that word with “intellectually impaired.”
Which is cool and all, but services for the disabled and the people who care for them are SEVERELY LACKING. Also, there’s a bunch of people working in taxpayer-funded positions who are supposed to help families like us, but don’t. (Big surprise, I know.) They just fill out paperwork (whenever they feel like it) with asinine statements like this:
YUP. I transport my sister down the stairs in her wheelchair, because that is not only safe, but TOTALLY PRACTICAL. Why doesn’t everyone in a wheelchair just take the stairs, for God’s sake? Stop being so lazy, PEOPLE WITHOUT WORKING LEGS!
But, as it says above, Edna’s legs do work. Whether or not she wants them to, is another story.
Edna refusing to go inside.
These are the stairs that I have to carry her up - by myself - on a daily basis. That is, until one of my legs break and both of us are just sitting at the bottom of the stairs, helpless.
For six months, I have begged - BEGGED - the State of California to help my sister, which they are required by law - The Lanterman Act specifically - to do so. But they’ve told me “these things take time” and that I “need to amend my expectations.” (That was said to me when I refused to place Edna at AN ALL-MALE CARE FACILITY. Because yes, that was an “option” that was offered to me.)
Prior to Edna moving in with me in my one-bedroom apartment, she was living with her amazing caregiver, Gaby, back in Tucson, where we went to high school and I did my undergrad. Edna’s reppin’ the Wildcats below.
But back in November, Gaby also died from breast cancer. (FUCK YOU, BREAST CANCER!) This picture was taken a month before she died. She never even told me she was sick because she didn’t want me to worry.
By the way, we were raised by our grandma. Edna and her were very close.
She’s dead, too. Surprise.
She died when I was 20 and Edna was 21. That’s when I became Edna’s legal guardian and Gaby stepped into the picture to help me out with Edna.
So, six months ago, after Gaby died, I moved Edna to California, where I tried to get the folks over at The Frank D. Lanterman Regional Center to help me. I’ve told them I’m worried about our safety - that one of us could get hurt on the stairs - I’ve told them I can’t afford to pay the private babysitters $15/hour because the ones social services sent me who make $9/hour were unreliable (they didn’t show up on time or at all so I could get to school and work), untrustworthy (one of them let Edna go to the bathroom in the kitchen and then took her into the bathroom because “that what I thought I was supposed to do.”)
But the people over at the FLRC don’t return my calls, they don’t file the paperwork on time - and the first caseworker that was assigned to us actually LAUGHED AT my sister when he came to our home to evaluate her. When I reported him to his supervisor, she told me, “That’s just [insert name of said jackass].”
He was one of the two caseworkers that contributed to the report I mentioned above, which also included this:
So let me get this straight - I have to feed, bathe, dress and help Edna in the bathroom and you can’t deduce whether or not she is able to vote? What in the fuck?!
Now I realize I seem angry. And you can bet your balls I am. I’m also sad. Sad for those who don’t have family to stick up from them and who waste away God knows where, monitored by no one. Or monitored by people who physically and sexually assault them.
I’m also sad for the caregivers who are SO EXHAUSTED - trying to take care of their loved ones - while also trying to take care of themselves and battling a system that is supposed to help, but does nothing of the sort. And I know a lot of people give up. They let their dreams, their marriages, their friendships slide. All while trying not to resent the very person you’re doing it all for.
Edna wanted to sit next to me the other day while I was writing. Clearly, she’s not impressed.
Here’s the thing: I REFUSE TO GIVE UP. I’M NOT GIVING UP ON HER OR MYSELF. I’m going to pursue my dreams while taking care of her, AND while ensuring that the people paid to do their jobs ACTUALLY do them.
That’s where you come in. I need you to help me get my story out there. Because I know I’m not alone in this. I want to connect with families who are in similar situations and also show people who have no idea what it’s like to care for someone with a disability (or even a loved one who is sick) that it can be rewarding. Super fucking hard. Exhausting. Painful. Isolating. But, rewarding.
I’m going to get help for my sister - and others. My hope is that by sharing our story, I can bring awareness to the lack of services and help for the disabled.
Thank you,
Jeanie
Facebook: facebook.com/eisforedna
Twitter: @EisforEdna
This made me cry
SIGNAL BOOST
STOP SCROLLING. THIS PERSON ISN’T ASKING FOR MONEY AND THIS POST WON’T MAKE YOU SAD.
This is a really uplifting and inspirational story of a family sticking by each other and making things work despite a whole lot of shit
They just want to find other people in the same position they are, for a sense of community and to feel like they aren’t alone.
I know out of all of you, some of you have followers who are living with and taking care of intellectually or emotionally disabled family members, and this lovely and unbreakable pair of sisters need to find them.
SIGNAL BOOOOOOOOOST
Repost! This story needs told!
Disabled lives matter. Sooo much.
It pains me that only 14,000 people can honestly reblog this
Never.
Why would I? I’d have to be pretty closed minded and hate different opinions to do that.
i haven't read this yet but i am so fucking excited to read it!! the praise i've seen has been great. join me in giving it a read and let her know what you think!!
Just look at him …… hurts my eyes 💕
I Couln’t get tHe direCt instagram Vid to work so just in Case anyone else Had tHe same problem, Here you go
Not for being Jensen’s wife, or JJ, Arrow, and Zeppelin’s mom, or Genevieve’s friend, but for who she is in and of herself
She’s a brilliant actress, a talented model, and just such a good person in general???
Like when I see her being praised on here, it’s always for her being a mom or wife, not for what she does, what she gave up to give Jensen a family
We need to talk about it more
This woman is so incredible and it’s so often swept under the rug
Whenever I see her portrayed in fanfic, it’s almost always negatively. She’s Jensen’s high-maintenance girlfriend who clings to him for the fame, or his bitchy wife that he just can’t wait to cheat on with the angel of a reader that’s so much better than her
Why do we belittle her to this one character trait? Sure, she can be a bitch, but so can everyone
She literally openly talks about not wanting her characters (specifically Rachel) to be taken as a face-value bitch, she wants people to see her trying and working on herself as a person
Danneel is loving, caring, and so fucking talented it actually hurts me. Like watching her character development in OTH and TIH… it’s so well thought out and her characters are effortlessly portrayed.
She’s more than a friend, more than a mom, more than a wife
She’s Danneel fucking Ackles and I love her a lot
Characters: Jared x Reader
Warnings: Smut, Language, light bondage, graphic aesthetic below break
Word Count: 2.2k (I don’t know what happened)
Summary: You’ve been married to Jared for ten years. It’s your ten year anniversary and you know that some things will never change. You will always want this man. You will always want a family with him. He will always get you going, be it ten years or fifty years. That’s never gonna change.
A/N: Written for Kari’s 5 K Celebration. Aesthetic made by @thing-you-do-with-that-thing I feel like this is a HOT PIECE of garbage. I have NEVER written a Jared fic before let alone smut. I feel like I need to say NO HATE TOWARD GEN (duh). Don’t slaughter me, Jared girls. Okay? Pretty Please? Also shout out to @winchester-writes @oriona75 @impala-dreamer @smoothdogsgirl and @blacktithe7 for talking me off a ledge quite a few times while I struggled through this one. And @deansdirtylittlesecretsblog and @torn-and-frayed for laughing at me while I struggled or torturing and distracting this Dean/Jensen girl (In the BEST way) with Dean/Jensen.
So without further Ado… *Throws fic at your face and runs away and hides*
Remember that one time I wrote PATHETIC Jared smut?! No? oh here let me remind you! *Laughs menacingly*
THIS IS GORGEOUS
Summary: Cas finds Gilmore Girls on Netflix and is confused. He brings it up to the reader and it leads to some fluffy goodness between Sam and the reader.
Word count: 660 ish
Warnings: Slight season twelve spoiler, lotz o fluff
A/N: I am so darn close to 60 followers! Eee! Also I didn’t edit this ignore if i have any mistakes
It’s a Wednesday when Cas finds it.
“Y/N, I think you should see this.” Cas said to you, straight faced with a slight head tilt. You follow him to his room where Netflix is set up and a pretty brunette girl is in the middle of her sentence, her mouth contorted because Cas paused it. You hold in your giggle, not quite understanding why he was showing this to you. “Cas, what’s goin’ on?” The sentence comes out like you’re speaking to a child and you instantly feel bad for talking down to him but if Castiel noticed he didn’t act like he minded. “This. Hold on.” He says, rewinding the episode.
You’re completely shocked when an image of your boyfriend, Sam, comes up on the screen. Only this isn’t your Sam, this is a much younger, happier looking, short haired Sam. When Cas presses play, the higher pitched voice files out of the speakers Dean set up for Cas a month ago.
“So, how are you liking Moby Dick?” This weird, small Sam says to the brown haired girl you saw before. They hold a conversation about that for awhile before he mentions how involved she is in her reading and your heart swells at his younger self and you forget that this isn’t normal. Did Sam have a period of time where he acted? Why did you not know about this? “Y/N, did you hear me?” Cas asks, the show now paused. “No, no sorry, I was thinking. What was it?” He smiles his barely smile, “Maybe you could ask Sam about this? I don’t know how to bring up the conversation.” Of course you nod, you were already thinking of how you could.
That night, you and Sam are sat at a table in the library, both completely involved in your lore books, trying to find something on Nephilim. You think back to little-Sammy with his bowl cut and you burst into uncontrollable laughter. Sam snaps his head up and raises an eyebrow at you. “It’s just-” you laugh some more, “Did you act as a kid? Like eighteen ish maybe?” You can barely get the sentence out. He continues to look confused as hell. “What are you talking about, Y/N? I went to school then, I have never acted in my life.” Now it’s your turn to be confused “But, on Netflix, you’re in this show. Gil-something?” You open the laptop in front of you and pull it up. “Gilmore Girls!” Sam still stares at you before you thrust the laptop into his lap. He watches the scene you watched in Cas’ room before laughing himself.
“This isn’t me, babe. This is that Jared… Pada-guy. Pada something..”
“Who?”
“Me in an alternate universe. A few years back, Balthazar sent Dean and me into the universe where a show is based on our lives. You know the “Supernatural” books?” A nod from you. “Yeah, the show is based on those. This Jared dude plays me, and I guess he was in some other stuff too. Did you watch any of it?”
“Yeah, I did, actually. It’s pretty funny and that Jared guy was super cute as a kid.” You say, hitting his arm before returning to your book. Sam closed your laptop and laughed to himself.
“I wonder what that Jared guy is doing right now.”
“Hopefully doing the actress version of me.” You say with a light laugh.
“Actually, get this, he’s married to the actress who played Ruby!”
“No way!”
And just like that, Lucifer and all the weight of the world is lifted of yours and Sam’s shoulders as you both laugh about the other world you both secretly longed to be apart of. After an hour of talking about Jared Pada-somethingSamcouldntremember, you snuggle up and watch the full first season of Gilmore Girls, you falling asleep in Sam’s arms with dreams of Sam, well Dean in this case, and you couldn’t help thinking maybe you’re his Rory.
Tags: (Sorry for tagging you if you didn’t want to be!!) @iwantthedean @whispersandwhiskerburn @supernatural-jackles @nichelle-my-belle
Messages for Jensen
Hi, it’s me again, the person that asked for clips of Jensen dancing. I just wanted to thank everyone for sending me links, I really appreciate it and the video is coming along nicely :)
But the reason for this is post is that I thought it would be nice to include some messages for Jensen at the end of the video (I’m gonna try and make him aware of the video’s existence somehow). So if you want to say anything to him, wish him a happy birthday, thank him or whatever, send me an ask with your message (and your name, if you want to) and I’ll put it in
Please forgive me for tagging you all, but this is pretty last minute, so if you guys could help me signal boost this, you will have my eternal gratitude (and more free imaginary cookies)!