List Of Mundane Things That Feel Like Ancient Human Rituals

was gonna post this wip snip on twitter like the rest but then I realized the core demo for "you know how you're supposed to talk to babies to stimulate their social development or whatever? yeah so dean recites episodes of house md to baby jack" is solely on this website so

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"'So he pages her, right? And then—get this—he sticks the knife he stole from the kid in the outlet right before she gets to the door.' Dean pauses, seems to consider what he just said, and turns to Jack to add, 'Don't do that, yeah? It's dangerous. Bad for babies.'

Jack nods, wide-eyed, around his teething ring."

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wondering what-ifs

why am i feeling giggly about harrisco in the year of 2022, when the pit is so dead it's in actual hell

i’m just fucking dying over the idea of harry and cisco remembering some parts of each other, as small as they are, and trying to fit their earth’s versions into the holes in their lives. but it doesn’t work??? of course it fucking doesn’t. harrison hates to be called harry, wears actual suits to work, always treats cisco with respect, and never once catches cisco’s pop culture references. meanwhile there’s harry, strangely obsessed with reverb- wondering why he’s so certain this weirdly collected super villain has some hidden sweet side, all smiles and snark and brilliance.

and when harry steps through that portal, cisco looks up at him with those big, unguarded eyes that harry’s been fucking dreaming about for what feels like years, and whispers, “harry?”- and he’s missed that; it’s never even happened and harry’s fucking missed it so much the relief feels like a punch to the chest

they fall into impossibly familiar rhythms so quickly the rest of the team (including e1 harrison) is watching them in sidelong glances and small peeks. they finish each other’s sentences, speak in sync. their belongings mix together immediately, tossing tools and markers back and forth as they work. harry, grumpy and tired and completely done with the judgmental looks from a man with his face, quickly drives away caitlin and barry (which hurts, deep in his chest, for some reason), but cisco turns to him, jabbing the air with a screwdriver. 

“i do not need your sass right now, mister,” cisco hisses- but he’s smiling. and, amazingly, harry finds that he is, too.

what they don’t tell you about making art is AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!! AAAAAAAAAAHH!!!

Um this woman is living the dream

The ending of Mr. Queen is homophobic af and you can't change my mind.

listen people are starting to realize tumblr isn’t dead we all need to be as cringe as possible for the next few months, it’s vital to our survival

The Silent Sea

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otto said vhagar was worth one thousand times the price aemond paid for him (one eye) so f(x)= dragon=one thousand eyes. brynden “bloodraven” rivers has “a thousand eyes and one” but has yet to exchange the magic equal in worth to visenya’s dragon for said visenya’s dragon BUT he DOES have something else important of hers so in the winds of winter you see-