Stana Katic on “Hello Canada” special issue featuring “Canada’s 50 Most Beautiful Stars” (x)
“My parents were born in Dalmatia, Croatia. Our old house there is the most extraordinary and peaceful place "HI HO HI HO”…My dad told me to sing out loud in the car every day when going home from work"
What were Raphael and Simon really thinking during the whole ‘stick around’ scene in 1x11? And what happened after Clary’s departure?
“I like the way you handled yourself in this negotiation.” Raphael says, pleasantly surprised by Simon’s bravery to stand up to him and his loyalty to his friends. Maybe one day that loyalty would be transferred to Raphael and the clan. He hopes so. He hates the jealousy that wells within him when the fledgling chooses the Shadowhunters over him. ‘No,’ Raphael reprimands himself. ‘Over the clan, I mean.’ “Stick around.”
Based on a tumblr prompt from @gabrielthetricksterarchangel: who gets hungry in the middle of the night and who walks into the kitchen the next morning to find the first person passed out on the floor surrounded by pizza crusts?
“As far as Simon knew, everyone was born with a compass on their forearm, just below the wrist. Some of them were colored with swirling patterns, some of them were plain, some of them looked ancient and no one knew why, they just accepted it.”
AU where a person is born with a compass that leads them to their soulmate
In which Simon and Raphael go and meet Raphael’s bitter ex old friend, and Simon realizes some things.
“I want you to come with me,” Raphael admitted, probably aiming for casual, but to Simon he sounded embarrassed and anxious. Simon was, if possible, even more confused. “Why would you want me there? I’m not very good at this, this vampirething yet, if you haven’t noticed.” Raphael mumbled something under his breath, which sounded suspiciously like 'how could I have missed that’.
Raphael sighs, shaking his head more to himself than anything else as he reaches down for Simon and pulls the other boy up again. “That will be all for today” he pulls the bottom of his tank top up, using the material to wipe away sweat, unaware of Simon’s gaze tracking over his abdomen. “You did good but not good enough, even if you pinning me down was kind of hot”
“Well, how would you have done it? If you were going to ask someone out on your first date. What would Simon Lewis do to make the person you’re frenemies with, agree to go on a date with you?” “I would do it like this. Raphael Santiago, would you like to go to the movies with me?” “That wa - what?”
or: Three times Raphael tried to ask Simon on a date, and one time Simon asked him instead.
Simon is pretty sure Raphael is going to murder him one day, and it’s all going to be Clary’s fault, somehow.
"Listen, guys,” he started. “I don’t think you realize what kind of schedules vampires keep.” Everyone present - Clary, Jace, Izzy and Alec - looked at him with confusion. “What do you mean?” Jace asked, frowning more than usual. Simon gulped. “Imean, it’s, what, three o'clock? Raphael’s sleeping.” Or at least had been when Simon had sneaked out of the bed. “Or, you know, probably is. I wouldn’t know, personally, but it’s an educated guess.” Izzy looked at him with raised brows. Simon was seriously starting to think that his rambling was becoming a problem.
Raphael sat on the living room chair, the cup of tea Magnus had practically forced on him balanced on his knee, while Magnus himself was slouched on the sofa, laughing. “You,” he wheezed in between hysterical fits of giggles, “are going to propose? To Simon?” Raphael pursed his lips, praying for strength from anyone.
It’s not gay, it’s not gay, I’m totally not checking him out, he just had that stain on his right trouser leg….
Raphael is, apparently, a rich as fuck vampire, because the suit shop they go in is fancy as hell. They park in the basement, because, uh, sunlight, and even though dusk has fallen it’s better to be safe than sorry (sorry meaning dead). Raphael keeps smirking, which does nothing to help Simon’s inner mantra that consists of
I’m straight, I’m straight holy fuck is he licking his lip- I’m straight..
“This,” the vampire announces as they walk into the shop, smiling faintly, looking, almost for the first time since Simon’s met him, as if he’s relaxed, “is the greatest place in the world, Simon Lewis.”
He looks at him then, grinning, eyes dark, shining, looking more polished than ever but somehow oddly vulnerable, and Simon’s breath hitches, his insides turning to goo.
His mantra becomes
Let me not jump him, or, at least, not in public..
“Okay,” Simon says, shoving a shirt back into the overly ornate closet that takes up half his room, “this isn’t a nineties movie. There’s not going to be a shopping montage to indie rock chick music, and even though tiny backpacks are probably cool again, please don’t ever buy one.”
Raphael looks at him like he’s a moron. “Do you even understand half the stuff that comes out of your mouth?”
“Dios,” He whispers to himself, rubbing his face, but it doesn’t take away the absurd thought that’s crossed his mind. He types back a reply eventually and then rolls onto his back to stare at the ceiling. In the dark, the shape of coffee brown iris’ and plush pink lips smiling form. Raphael rolls over with a frustrated growl and grabs up his phone again sending the texts quickly before he can change his mind.
“Thank you for the snack, Y/N. It’s just what I needed,” Cas said, sitting across from you bloodied and worn. You creased your brow in worry.
“Think maybe some medical attention might do the trick too, Cas?” you asked. He smiled gently at you, wincing some as he did, ready to wave your concern away. But he didn’t move when you leaned towards him with a wet washcloth and began to dab carefully at the blood around his glacier eyes.
“You’re very good at this,” he said softly after a moment, and you couldn’t help but laugh.
“It’s just a wet cloth,” you told him, but his eyes were focused on you, creasing at the corners with his smile as you continued your ministrations. What he couldn’t find the words to say, was that any time you were near, he could almost forget his hurt.
Hunts gone wrong were a very rare occurrence for you. You had hunted alongside some of the greatest hunters in the country and knew your way around most hunts, but what you weren’t expecting was a whole clan of vampires holed up where it had been reported there was only a few. You were running as fast as your legs could go, the sound of your shoes slapping the ground echoing all around you.
‘Hey, Castiel, I could really use some of your angel mojo right now.’ You prayed hoping he was listening.
You kept running but ran into a problem, or more specifically a wall. You turned around and saw the clan closing in on you.
‘Please, Cas.’ You tried again, ‘Help.’
As the clan drew closer you got into a fighting position. You might be going down, but you were going to go down fighting. As you prepared to fight for your life, you heard the flutter of wings. A pair of strong arms wrapped around you and you closed your eyes in preparation. You felt yourself being pulled to a new location, but the arms held you closer. The arms let you go after the two of you landed. You stumbled forward into the motel room you had been residing in. You braced yourself on the bed as you let yourself get more normalized.
“Thanks, Cas,” You told the angel.
“Sorry, sweet-cheeks, wrong angel,” the voice told you.
You flipped around quickly, but before you could even see the angel, you started to feel dizzy.
“I gotcha,” the angel told you as he caught you in his arms. “You know, I always thought you would fall for me.”
You were finally able to glimpse at the supernatural being above you. His whiskey colored eyes were looking down at you with amusement.
“The one and only, well, the one and only angel.”
Gabriel helped you up so you were standing facing him.
“What are you doing here?”
“I prayed to Castiel.”
“Yeah, I feel like I should be offended that the first angel you prayed to was my dear brother.”
You raised your eyebrows at him and he smirked back.
“Cassie is kind of busy with,” he paused, “Stuff right now.”
“You’re not going to tell me what that stuff is, are you?” He smirked in response. “I thought so.”
“You’re not going to thank the dashing angel that saved you?”
“C’mon, Y/N, just a little thank you?”
“Fine. Thank you, Gabriel.”
“Anything for you, sweetie.”
You glared at the archangel, but he smiled back at you and snapped as he disappeared from your motel room.
It has only been a year but you’ve already achieved so much as a rookie girl group yet remained humble and grateful despite your achievements; we couldn’t be more proud of you! Thank you for being the sweetest little nine angels who never lets a day pass without showing your love for ONCEs. Thank you for taking the time to communicate and interact with ONCEs when you could be using your free time to rest. Thank you for working hard, we will repay your efforts with endless love and support. Thank you for the happiness you continue to share with us. You deserve everything in this world. ONCE will be with you through the ups and downs, every step of the way, until the very end! ONCE ♡ TWICE, we’re a Super Team!
- My beautiful Sooyoung you may or may not read this (T-T) but I wanted to say THANK YOU, I don’t even know you in person but you’ve bring happiness to my life and I’m really thankful for that; I’ve been a depressed person for so many years but thanks to snsd and thanks to YOU now I can say I’m a happy person, and I swear that I tought ‘you know accept it you will never be happy’ but now I can tell you that I am, you are my universe and I love you so much, (you have no idea how much I wanna hug you ;A;) thank you for being not only Sooyoung but Choi Sooyoung, the real you, I love you my goddess, please keep being as dork and as adorable and as sexy and as dork (yes again lol) as you are… again THANK YOU for being my sunshine and the reason why the 90% of the time I’m smiling like an idiot just by thinking of you, I love you my angel, Happy birthday Choi Sooyoung! I LOVE YOU <3
The little baby had Connor’s skin, freckles and eyes, but her lips and nose were totally Y/N’s. She kissed her forehead as she finished to comb the little one’s silky black hair. Every night she awoke with the baby crying and her eyes were heavy as she put the little girl in a white sweater. She was so tired…With Connor on a mission for some months and her nights increasingly sleepless. Well, maybe she was having some trouble with the girl.
And all the miss she had of Connor? Her eyes were almost closing now, tinking about his warmth or his sweet temperament. With her mind clouded by fatigue, she did not even hear the Native hit softly the door and announce his arrival. She jumped a little in his place in the chair when he felt a large hand on her shoulder. Looking away to its owner, she smiled.
“You scared me!” She hissed.
“Hello to you as well, dear.” He kissed his wife, chuckled softly and took the little infant from her lap the he tossed her into the air, making her laugh and Connor kissed her forehead. Complaining in pain moments later as hands pushed his braid and his Little One played with his hair.
“I have some meat, what do you want for dinner?” Connor redbourn the little fingers of his daughter away from his black hair, never taking away his warm chocolate eyes from Y/N´s as the girl started to play with his cheeks, her sharp laughter echoing throughout the house.
“I am sorry, Connor, but I need some rest now.” She stretched, smiling at the sight and kissed the native again on the lips. Then giving a good night kiss on her, going up to the room she shared with the assassin. His eyes widened when he saw the mess in the room downstairs, with dolls on the floor and some children’s books. He took care of the girl with a smile dorky all the time.
How this small creature could make such a mess?
A few hours later she awoke with the native´s voice. A gentle hum that led the woman to follow the sound to the baby´s room and stand at the door quietly, admiring the muscles of his back silently until Connor put his Little One in the cradle.
She smiled sleppy and asked in a whisper:
“What you’re singing?”
Y/N had never heard him sing before, the native had a blush on the cheeks -happilly- she did not see it because of low lighting.
“A song that my people mother sang for me… I completely forgot the lyrics.”
He looked back at the crib, making sure she had slept, Y/N pulled him into a tight hug and yawned.
“I love your voice, dear, I missed you…Let’s get some rest. At least until she is awoke again…”
I wanted to tell you a little about Angel (the fluff nugget pictured above) and her mama, saferincages.
Angel is a certified therapy/emotional support dog for Jess (saferincages), who unfortunately suffers from several chronic illnesses that prevent her from a lot of the things that we take for granted on a daily basis. Angel has been a wealth of emotional and loving support for Jess when her days get particularly bad and just an all around positive presence in her life.
Recently Angel went to the vet for a routine tooth extraction and the vet found something concerning her heart and a cardio specialist needs to come and look at her to give a solid diagnosis as to what the problem is and the proper treatment for it.
Which leads me to the reason for this post. As a lot of us fur parents know vets and specialists can cost a lot and while it can be easier for us with jobs or financial support, unfortunately due to Jess’s illness she is unable to work and earn money.
This is why I am asking for donations to help with Angel’s cardio specialist and treatment. I know that a lot of things in this world take a lot from us, but even if you can donate $5 then it would be so appreciated. If you’re unable to donate (which we completely understand), reblogging this post would mean the world.
I have known Jess for over 12 years now and can completely vouch for her as a wonderful, honest, caring, and all around beautiful person. Angel means the world to her and helps her when it’s the darkest for her.
005. A Quote That Represents Your Feels For Her(by Tháts)
"Hey, light of mine,
My dark past seem so distant now,
Thanks to you future seem so bright, you're my holy rite.
For long I don't feel alone,
For you I've being strong.
To you all my pretty songs,
Honest smiles and poetry rhymes,
All to thank you for the life, you've made it worth while.
Only for you I have fought all my sorrows and fears.
Hey, light of mine.
Thank you for fill my heart and made it your home."
- Babi S.
Another year of your life begins today. I wish you the best in this world, because you deserve it for sure. As I like to say, you’re the reason behind my smile this sounds so cheesy wow and I really hope for you to be surrounded with happiness, to be healthy, to be proud of yourself the way I am proud of you! Words could never describe how much you mean to me, how much I admire and respect you, how much you motivate me, and how much strength you give me. So, I want to thank you for being born on earth, little angel. Keep smiling forever, together with VIXX and Starlights! We love you, Cha Hakyeon~
“Father thank you for the gathering of friends, Father we give thanks for all the choices we’ve made because that’s what makes us who we are, let us forever cherish the loved ones we’ve lost along the way; thank you for the little angel, the newest addition to our family, thank you for bringing Letty home, and most of all thank you for fast cars!.“
i hope the only tears they ever let go are happy tears (ᵒ̴̶̷᷄ωᵒ̴̶̷᷅)
Even though i’ve only been an ahgase for 7 months, this group is so wonderful and i hope they are happy and healthy. These boys are so humble and real, and lovely and angels. Thank you for bringing my life a little more excitement and joy, i hope you stay healthy and rest more, and full of happiness and success. <3 Smile forever please ^^