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Actuall trading card evidence of Sam staring at Gabriel’s butt.

I have No evidence to back this up but I’m pretty sure loving werewolves is bi culture 

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Remus Lupin’s belongings were boxed up neatly and stored in Harry’s attic. On a rainy autumn day, 10 year old Teddy was exploring, seeing what he could find when he stumbled upon the box labelled ‘Remus’. He delved in, carefully pulling out individual jumpers, each with several holes in them, accompanied by their own specific smells. Remus’s Gryffindor house sweater was on top, reeking heavily of smoke with undertones of mint from his friends’ smoking habit, badly covered up with a lot of chewing gum. Next was a cardigan with a list in one pocket and a receipt in the other. The list was a shopping list for a bookstore and the receipt was for a small cafe he liked to go to in his years alone. Another one was very neatly folded and smelt of soap, however a few, stray red hairs gave away the tale behind this one. His time spent at Grimmauld Place with the Weasleys was not long, but no one managed to avoid Molly’s laundry days. Finally, a softer, newer, blue sweater was folded at the bottom. A few small milk stains and an overwhelming scent of roses - his mother’s favourite perfume - were the variations in this piece. Instantly, Teddy knew that this must be from their short time spent together, as a family. He packed all but one of the jumpers back into their box, along with several trinkets that Remus had gathered over time. One jumper caught Teddy’s eye though. A small, green sweater. It became his favourite item of clothing, even making its way to Hogwarts with him in his first year. Little did Teddy know that his father wore that exact sweater on his way to his first day in Hogwarts, eyes bright but with nerves consuming him. Many great adventures ahead of them both.

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peter retaliating against “baby monitor protocol” by changing the names of Tony’s Iron Man protocols

“hey FRIDAY, zoom in on that building over there”

“Old Man Bifocals protocol activated, Boss”

“what the fuck did you just say to me”

“LGBT people are so annoying. All they talk about is being gay.”

You know what I hear when I hear somebody say this?

I hear myself in fifth grade, asking my best friend if she would hate me if I were gay.

I hear her begging me not to be gay.

I hear myself telling my mother I think I’m transgender. I hear her telling me it is fine that I feel this way, but that she really doesnt think I should do anything about it. I hear her telling me not to say anything to my family.

I hear myself trying to justify away my sexuality. I hear myself bargaining with a god i dont believe in to please please let me be cis. I would have done anything.

I hear the cries of every child who cannot say they are gay anywhere and feel safe.

I hear the screams of the thousands of us silenced daily through force.

I hear the years of taunts and derogatory slurs.

I hear the voices of those who believe we should not exist. that we are freaks of nature and that we need to be cured.

So no, I wont shut up. I wont stop saying “I’m so gay.” I dont care if it annoys you.

Every time I say I’m gay it is an act of revolution. Every time I say I’m gay I’m exercising my right to be able to say it. A right that I wouldnt have had ten, twenty, thirty years ago. I am exercising my right to be me without facing execution.

If you think pride month is excessive, if you think that its rude for people to say they’re gay all the time, you should learn your place.

“But straight people dont go around bragging that they’re straight all the time.” Because you’ve never had to fight to be able to call yourself straight. You’ve never felt the pain to not be able to say you’re straight, and then the relief when you are finally able to.

So i dont care if you think its cringey, or annoying, or unnecessary. Because i am super gay and theres nothing that will make me stop being proud.

I'm thinking about it 😂

I watched a spider drop on to my bed this morning when I got up and now I’m terrified to be laying in bed. I even shook out my sheets and blankets before I layed down. Somebody send help.

I feel like Dean screaming should be the most reblogged gif on Tumblr