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Rebecca /17/ Fandom Personal


~Professional Dean girl~

~Destiheller~

Dean is my beautiful atlas, holding the world upon his shoulders

Cas is my smoochy angel face

This is me and what I like, what I appreciate and what I want to do. Welcome and I hope you enjoy your stay.

I'm a hopelessly in love book addict. This blog is mainly Supernatural, but other fandoms will occur.

This blog is just me and what I love. Hopefully you love it too.

Why do you weep? Did you think I was immortal?
Louis XIV (last words)
oswald-fortheos-win:

hottiesinpurgatory:

faeryhearts:

In the Victorian era, hand-fans were used not only to cool oneself but also as a secret way to communicate the language of love. For example, by running one’s fingers through the fan’s ribs, one is trying to say, "I want to talk to you." The enigmatic language of the fan was widely used by both men and women.I. A fan placed near the heart."You have won my love."II. A closed fan touching the right eye."When may I be allowed to see you?"III. A closed fan moved threateningly."Do not act so impudently!"IV. A half-opened fan pressed to the lips."You may kiss me."V. Covering the left ear with an open fan."Do not betray my secret."VI. Hiding the eyes behind an open fan."I love you."VII. Shutting a fully open fan slowly."I promise to marry you."VIII. Fanning oneself slowly."I am married."IX. Letting one’s fan rest on the right cheek or the left."Yes" and "No", interchangeably.X. Opening and closing the fan several times."You are cruel."XI. Fan in front of the face."Follow me."XII. Twirling the fan in the left hand."We are being watched."XIII. Fan held over left ear."I wish to be rid of you."XIV. Carrying an open fan in the left hand."Come and talk to me."XV. Opening a fan wide."Wait for me."XVI. Placing the fan behind the head with finger."Goodbye."[Artwork: Secret, by Lee Yun-hi.]

WHAT IF YOU WERE JUST HOLDING A FAN AND NOT TRYING TO SAY ANYTHING BUT YOU ACTUALLY PROMISED SOME GUY YOU’D MARRY HIM

[I WANT THIS AU PLEASE?]

oswald-fortheos-win:

hottiesinpurgatory:

faeryhearts:

In the Victorian era, hand-fans were used not only to cool oneself but also as a secret way to communicate the language of love. For example, by running one’s fingers through the fan’s ribs, one is trying to say, "I want to talk to you." The enigmatic language of the fan was widely used by both men and women.

I. A fan placed near the heart.
"You have won my love."

II. A closed fan touching the right eye.
"When may I be allowed to see you?"

III. A closed fan moved threateningly.
"Do not act so impudently!"

IV. A half-opened fan pressed to the lips.
"You may kiss me."

V. Covering the left ear with an open fan.
"Do not betray my secret."

VI. Hiding the eyes behind an open fan.
"I love you."

VII. Shutting a fully open fan slowly.
"I promise to marry you."

VIII. Fanning oneself slowly.
"I am married."

IX. Letting one’s fan rest on the right cheek or the left.
"Yes" and "No", interchangeably.

X. Opening and closing the fan several times.
"You are cruel."

XI. Fan in front of the face.
"Follow me."

XII. Twirling the fan in the left hand.
"We are being watched."

XIII. Fan held over left ear.
"I wish to be rid of you."

XIV. Carrying an open fan in the left hand.
"Come and talk to me."

XV. Opening a fan wide.
"Wait for me."

XVI. Placing the fan behind the head with finger.
"Goodbye."

[Artwork: Secret, by Lee Yun-hi.]

WHAT IF YOU WERE JUST HOLDING A FAN AND NOT TRYING TO SAY ANYTHING BUT YOU ACTUALLY PROMISED SOME GUY YOU’D MARRY HIM

[I WANT THIS AU PLEASE?]

  #best  

thebitchqueenofangmar:

Day 374: still daydreaming about pacific rim stuff

  #pacific rim    #me  
A study on masculinity and aggression from the University of South Florida found that innocuous – yet feminine – tasks could produce profound anxiety in men. As part of the study, a group of men were asked to perform a stereotypically feminine act – braiding hair in this case - while a control group braided rope. Following the act, the men were given the option to either solve a puzzle or punch a heavy bag. Not surprisingly, the men who performed the task that threatened their masculinity were far more likely to punch the bag; again, violence serving as a way to reestablish their masculine identity. A follow-up had both groups punch the bag after braiding either hair or rope; the men who braided the hair punched the bag much harder. A third experiment, all the participants braided hair, but were split into two groups: those who got to punch the bag afterwards and those who didn’t. The men who were prevented from punching the bag started to show acute signs of anxiety and distress from not being able to reconfirm their masculinity.
Doctor Nerdlove, "When Masculinity Fails Men"  (via deathtiel)

Dear Supernatural make-up chicks,

demondetoxmanual:

please stop covering the freckles.


Sincerely,

the fandom.

^^ i made this post over 3 yrs ago… and forgot about it. but, apparently, they listened. good.

  #dean winchester    #jensen your freckles are my favorite thing  

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  #im not 100% sure what is happening between us    #but...it makes me happy    #very happy    #oh and michaela if you read this hes the dean to my cas    #i look at him like cas looks at dean    #turtle personal  

Nine years ago, Japanese photographer Miyoko Ihara began snapping pictures of the relationship between her grandmother and her odd-eyed white cat. Miyoko’s grandma Misao found the abandoned cat in a shed on her land and the pair have barely been apart since. Misao named the white cat “Fukumaru” in hope the “God of fuku (good fortune) comes and everything will be smoothed over like maru (circle)”. Fukumaru is always in Misao’s shadow whether she is farming her land, having a bath, eating or sleeping. Now nearly a decade later their friendship and adventures have been documented by Miyoko in a photo book called Misao the Big Mama and Fukumaru the Cat.

from the Telegraph

  #dean and cas  

touchofgrey37:

Earlier, a 70 year old woman came in to get her grandson’s bike fixed. She saw my Flash shirt, got this look on her face, proceeded to dig around in her purse for a minute, then pulled out her keys. On her keyring along with her keys and a couple of little scanner tags were a…

  #favorite    #i love this so much  
give me that dark moment. i will carry it everywhere
like a mouthful of rain.
mary oliver, blue pastures (via petrichour)