 | reblogged cuteenoughtoshootyoudown |
 | originally blackenedbutterfly |
Blinded by your computer screen?
Turning the brightness down doesn’t alleviate that, does it?
Obviously, it’s not a cureall, but it goes a long way to help. I’ve been using it for years, and it helps avoid headaches and other annoyances.
Here’s what f.lux has to say:
Ever notice how people texting at night have that eerie blue glow?
Or wake up ready to write down the Next Great Idea, and get blinded by your computer screen?
During the day, computer screens look good—they’re designed to look like the sun. But, at 9PM, 10PM, or 3AM, you probably shouldn’t be looking at the sun.
F.lux fixes this: it makes the color of your computer’s display adapt to the time of day, warm at night and like sunlight during the day.
It’s even possible that you’re staying up too late because of your computer. You could use f.lux because it makes you sleep better, or you could just use it just because it makes your computer look better.
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Oliver Tank - Last Night I Heard Everything In Slow Motion
AU meme:
→ in which 2014!Castiel tells 2014!Balthazar about the plan to kill Lucifer, and Balthazar keeps his old promise to his brother.
 | reblogged hopeyourapplepieisfreakinworthit |
 | originally ohmysupernatural |
(Source: ohmysupernatural)
➝ Sam says yes to Lucifer. Eventually, Lucifer tries to bring Castiel over to his side.
It starts with conversations in the mirror: Castiel talking to Sam’s reflection, Sam answering with borrowed words, borrowed inflections. It isn’t really Sam, Cas knows, who stands beside him while he cleans his wounds at the cracked sink, not really Sam who watches his blood swirl down the drain.“These humans have made you their soldier,” Lucifer says. “They have given you their cause, their words. They even lend you their drugs. How did it happen, Castiel?”
“Wouldn’t you like to know?” Castiel deflects.
He still isn’t sure if this a hallucination or the real thing. Maybe he’ll never decide to be sure. He could reach out a hand easily, touch the sleeve of Sam’s dusty jacket for proof of either case, but he doesn’t. Day after day, Castiel doesn’t. Instead, he focuses on the agony that comes with falling, and on how the pills blur the pain.
“I’m here to help you.” Lucifer crouches next to his bed, where he tosses feverish. Sam’s voice is sympathetic. “To free you.”
(Source: wordsinhaled)
Jensen Ackles Existence Appreciation Post
