Okay I already wrote volumes about Dean’s weird posturing in the diner here, but I also wanted to add this bit here.
Dean knows Cas is not interested in the waitress. Cas does sniff her (?) just to check up on Dean’s stupid theory of waitresses smell like food, but he’s not interested. So what does Dean do? Mary has just told them all off, but he still postures for Wally’s benefit, pretending to be wingman to Cas, when he KNOWS Cas is disinterested. He can’t help but give himself away though-
Seriously, Dean? My devastatingly handsome friend? That’s not being a wingman, that screams I have a secret crush on my ‘friend’.
And Cas is clueless, even after Mandy is clearly interested -
And Dean? Dean’s just thrilled. So thrilled he looks like he wants to die inside.
On a more serious note, after the boys reach the barn, look at how fast Dean abandons the conversation and rushes to Cas’s side. And he knows it’s bad, so bad. Dean’s method of dealing with people he loves dying?
Step 1: Try to gauge the situation by using humor-
Cas is luckily alert enough to snark right back.
Dean asks to see how bad the wounds are, and two seconds after Cas starts showing him, covers it up. He can’t bear to see it.
Dean Winchester, seasoned hunter who’s seen more than his fair share of gore since he was fucking four years old, makes him cover it up because he just cannot bear to actually see Cas in agony. And he’s so gentle about it.
Step 2: Pure denial.
Cas looks BAD. And he’s never been one to exaggerate.
Did you see those micro-expressions? That little lip wobble? The tiny gasp of shock and disbelief? The swallow? Jensen is the the fucking master of these. This is the brief instant where the enormity hits Dean, but he shuts it down.
Seriously Dean? Time for WHAT? He is DYING and you know it. And this is when he calls for Sam, calls for Sam to abandon everything and come right away because Cas is dying. And this brings us to the next step for Dean -
Step 3: Anger
Dean’s furious. At Crowley, at himself, at every damn thing in the world that stands in his way to saving Cas. And he’s being beyond unreasonable here, it’s not Crowley’s fault and Crowley has no obligation whatsoever to help them out. But Cas, Cas is dying. And Dean’s *this* close to cracking.
Now, for Cas’s speech. Cas knows this is it. But he has his family surrounding him, he has Dean with him. And he needs to make sure they live. This is the last chance he has for telling them (and Dean) what he feels for them and boy does he!
Mary looks at Dean when Cas makes this statement, cementing who it is that Cas is addressing.
And Dean, Dean’s unhappy. He knows that the things they shared together did change Cas, did put him into this mess where he has to die slowly and painfully.
Look at that. Sam’s upset, but Dean can’t even meet Cas’s eyes anymore. He’s feeling responsible for Cas’s impending death.
And finally, FINALLY, after years of Dean telling him over and over again, Cas says they are his family. More specifically, Dean. Cas is thinking of that day, so long ago, when he said-
“You’re not my family, Dean – I have no family.”
But he’s not just family now.
The camera immediately panned to Dean there. Cas was addressing Dean, and Dean only till now. It’s only when he says “I love all of you” that Sam’s reaction is showed at all.
(as a side not, look at how touched Sam is. How many people have told him this?)
And true to form, the Winchesters refuse to leave. And they fight. Mary STILL doesn’t give the game away, I admit I was a bit :O at that, but that’s for another post entirely… Sam kills the Price of Hell, but there’s still no saving Cas. Sam is one who rushes to Cas first, because he’s still able to function. Sam is the one who reassures Cas, tells him that they’re there, that he won’t die alone… :(
But Dean, Dean’s pain is beyond words.
Tell me that is not the face of someone who is watching the love of his life dying in front of him. Tell me Dean doesn’t care. Just try. He’s praying. I just know he is.
But yay, Crowley saves the day! And Dean’s reaction is the only one showed.
Look at the utter disbelief in his eyes. Look at this entire montage afterwards -
The look they shared in the first one, Dean’s expression in the last gif, the pure amazement and relief in his eyes.. It was almost painful to watch. By the way, Sam’s already let go. It’s Dean who’s still unable to believe his eyes, unable to take his hands off…
And this, this was the most perfect ending anyone could hope for -
Art for @catcherinthebrightlight ‘s Panta Rei! A bit of spoiler for the new chapter, it’ll make you squee with all the fluff and Im still crying over it Also my excuse to draw Victor with duck face, sorry not sorry ///
hi, what bughead fics are you currently reading and why. thx -anon
This is a very big question, GrayFace. Firstly. I read a lot of fic. A LOT of fic. I love all the tumblr one-shots from our immensely talented Bughead writers. I wish all of them posted them on Ao3 so I could comment and squee all over again along with all the other one-shots I’ve read and reviewed. There are only officially a total of 595 Bughead fics on Ao3 right now - and I would guess I’ve read at least 500 of them…
However, I get the feeling the question is talking about the WIPs I’m following at the moment. I’ve subscribed to 19 pages worth of fics for all different fandoms - so I can’t really give a concise answer.
How about I just share a bunch of Bughead fics (because let’s be honest - like 90% of those of you who actually actively interact with me are fellow Buggies) - that I am EAGERLY awaiting updates on. As of right now - none of these are complete - and only SOME of the fics I have alerts for.
Long Live Rock by @ficmuse- because seriously, unless you’re new here - you already know that FM is my girl. The BLT series should be required reading for a Bughead shipper.
Chiaroscuro by @formergirlwonder - LITERALLY filmed in black and white. It’s Film Noir at it’s VERY finest. I can’t get enough of this fic.
The Stacks by @malmo722- Juggie and V are the best of friends and V is a big Bughead shipper. I love them.
fall in light by sylwrites - DUDE. It’s just about over and I’m not prepared. One of my most favourite Bughead fics ever. Roomates->Friends->Lovers **just finished this afternoon**
red sunrise by @lusterrdust - Zombies and Bughead! Nearly complete - but seriously, I’m subscribed to Luster - so I get notified every time she posts anything and I stop what I’m doing and read it. Because it’s Luster.
Bughead by @wordgirl80 - Goes along with the episodes - but is SO much more. And I’ve managed to convince her to continue through the summer instead of waiting until the new season picks up. You’re welcome.
Finding a home
by @bughead4days - Serpent!Betty. Honesty I would read anything Erika writes - even if it was just Bughead watching paint dry - so I’m biased here. And there are quite a few of her fics that are WIPs and I’m waiting on all of them:
A Dangerous Game,
Turf Wars - seriously all of them.
Gun Song by Shippershape- it’s been so long since this was updated but it’s also so amazing and awesome. Maybe if other people go forth and fangirl that will help the author know we’re dying for more?
Edited after because I suck! Self Conclusion by @betsforsythetrash - warning mentions of suicide attempts but also so super good.
I’m still working on my giant spreadsheet of fics (but I recently got distracted trying to write my own Bughead fic). The list is still gonna happen though - Complete and WIPs too - but the fic needs to happen too.
So yeah. I hope this answers your question, Grayface. And remember - this isn’t an exhaustive list. There are lots of fics I’m still reading and probably didn’t add to the list. If you wrote one and I missed it - I’m sincerely sorry. Love to all of you!
It might actually be canon, but I think Harold's favorite color is purple. Or it was until he met John -- and then it became steely-blue like John's piercing eyes. What DON'T I love about Person of Interest? (Well, actually, the last couple of seasons were not my cup of tea, but that was more production issues than not...) My favorite part is the adoring way Harold and John look at each other when they think the other one isn't looking... :::flailing::: Rinch Forever!
WHAT ADORING GLANCES ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?? You mean like this one???
We’re loving this months theme so far! Thanks to everyone who has already submitted fic’s we get so excited when we get a tag notification, ask or email!
In keeping with May’s theme here are some fabulous stories we’ve read that we’d like to share with you! These are all lovely, sweet, sexy and just so fluffy you’ll squee. Enjoy!
A Discourse on the Inadequacy of a Duvet by guns_and_poses Words: 1,005, T Summary: For a prompt: Sherlock keeps stealing the covers when they share a bed because he wants John to move closer to him when they are sleeping but of course doesn’t want to ask. John gets annoyed at first until he realises what Sherlock wants and is more than happy to oblige.John looks over at the folds of covers gathered on the opposite side of Sherlock’s body, then glances up at Sherlock’s face. “You’re doing it again.”
Adjacent by weeesi Words: 5,711, E Summary: “Oi. I’ve just asked you twice where our bloody room is.”Oh, John.“Rooms, I meant. Obviously.”The innkeeper blew his nose into his handkerchief, already sodden with the effects of the spring bloom, and shot a knowing look between the two of them. “Ta, lads. Have a good ‘un.”Sherlock rolled his eyes and spun on his heel, leaving John trailing behind him.
A garden party in Sussex by alexaprilgarden Words: 8,681, E Summary: Mrs Holmes turns 75 and decides to have a garden party at home in Sussex. She invites Mycroft and Sherlock – and John. Sherlock asks John to play his boyfriend for that weekend. Lots of fluff, summer stuff and a bit of smut.
An Infinity Of Mornings by klein_monsti Words: 13,070, T Summary: For so long 221B had been his home, even in those last years when he hadn’t lived there anymore, it had always felt good to be there, it had felt right. And now this place, this sanctuary is gone. At least for now. And Sherlock has no place to stay. In the wake of The Final Problem Sherlock and John rebuild their flat and their relationship.
Assurance by belovedmuerto Words: 2,382, T Summary: It’s not so much the ‘you’re half-dead, you wanker,’ or even the broken ribs, the hairline fracture of the pelvis, the dislocated shoulder and knee, and the wrenched ankle.
Caught by Salambo06 Words: 1,859, E Summary: Based on a prompt : “Johnlock necessary bed sharing and one has a wet dream and the other catches them"A hotel room. They’re here for a case, hadn’t planned to spend the night and ended up sharing a room. No, sharing a bed. Suddenly John is very much aware of his own hand closed around his hard cock and the ragged breathing next to him. Closing his eyes for the briefest second, John dares to turn his head just enough to confirm what he already knows.Sherlock, on his side, watching him.
Everything by patternofdefiance Words: 4,409, E Summary: John wakes up with an armful of Sherlock.This – situation – is unusual, yes, and definitely unfamiliar, but in no way does it feel wrong.Rather, it feels the exact opposite.
Ghost Stories by SwissMiss Words: 22,256, M Summary: Sherlock’s parents think he and John are a couple. They might be onto something.
In the Morning by erebones Words: 3,921, E Summary: for paula bennyslegs: [gets down on my knees] someone please write sherlock and john sharing a bed because of a case… and one of them waking up to the sound of the other having a wet dream please [presses face to the ground] especially if they’re saying the other persons name whilst doing it please [sinks into the ground]
Knotted by naughtyspirit Words: 23,166, E Summary: John has to cancel a date because of Sherlock’s case, which leads them to be tied up in a basement from which they have to escape.They get wet, get tied up close and John has to step up and save them.Because he’s pretty. And hot. And just a little bit of a BAMF.
Rainbow Hearts Retreat by PajamaSecrets Words: 11,638, E Summary: "It’s a same-sex couples retreat. For those experiencing troubles in their relationship. Consists of group and couples therapy as well as encouraging socialization between the couples. It’s all in their incredibly dull brochure.”“Rainbow Hearts Retreat,” John read. “Sounds… quite gay.”
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I am sooooo ready for @yooranweek Ok, ignore the hair, and the shading, I suck at both! Thank you @vess-hs because I used your tips for the kiss and the ears…… I gave Saeran freckles, cause it’s cute! Ahhhhhhh, One more day! Less than one more day….I’m so ready!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
As I was quickly scrolling Tumblr this morning and came across @jamesandclairefraser post about being with her mom in the hospital and I started thinking about the “big picture” and where and how we find our comfort and solace in this life. I too sit with someone, my husband of 28 years, at home with ALS. He is completely dependent on me, drools on himself all day, has pain, frustration, cannot talk, eats through a tube…….a formerly vibrant, athletic, kind, giving, articulate, creative man. Yesterday some close friends visited us. The woman has stage 4 lung cancer and has survived for two and a half years. What the disease has done to this wonderful woman is devastating. I have another friend who has Alzheimers and is cared for by her husband. The woman with cancer is in her mid 50s, my husband 59, the woman with Alzheimers is early 60s. LIFE IS TOO SHORT PEOPLE. There are too many things in this world to be sad about every day. For me, the fist bumps, twitter banter, the rugby, T2……..they make me smile, they make me laugh. What is wrong with that? I have plenty of situations in my life to make me sad if I choose to focus on them. I refuse to feel sorry for myself. There is always someone in the world who has a worse situation. I CHOSE LIFE. I will laugh at the fist bumps, the analysis of whose hands they are and I will squee with delight over all the positive banter, pictures, etc. WHY NOT? Its fun and many of us need that in our lives. It doesn’t hurt ANYONE. I could care less if someone laughs at me for it. Someone laughed at me yesterday because I told them I wanted to visit Scotland because I found out I have ancestors on both sides from the Highland Clans and I feel a real spiritual connection to the area. I could care less what they think……I’m going. So, choose to live your life, whatever that means for you. Laugh, squee, and rejoice. Excuse me while I go find someone to fist bump, send a donation to WCC, and go reread yesterdays banter to start my day with a smile.
I have looked forward to writing this post for months, MONTHS you guys, even before I started outlining this whole One Week One Band week.
Now that it’s here it’s all I can do not to devolve into a puddle on the floor. A puddle which tries hard to be Profound and talk about the Symbolism and Impact and What This Video Meant For Janelle Monáe as An Artiste. A puddle which really works to dissect Palace of the Dogs, gallows humour, and the way the video hints at the duality of the myth of the crazy creator along paired with a social stigma around real mental illness. A puddle which makes Footloose references punctuated with cool asides about Katherine Hepburn and Meshes of the Afternoon and the symbolism of all those mirrors. A puddle which says smart things about the catchy rhythms, the way this song functions equally poignantly in Metropolis and Aughts celebrity culture and one’s personal life.
But ultimately just a puddle which mostly sits [lies? pools? pudds?] there and emanates squeeeeeeeee sounds.
Because this video was not just one of my first interactions with Monáe’s art, it wasn’t just there at a seminal time in my life [look we can talk about this some time over beers, but as a queer person who was just leaving a social group in which seeing/showing women’s legs was a sin, here was this beautiful woman in menswear just dancing around and LOOK AT HER MOVE and UM WHAT ARE THESE FEELS and I JUST WANT TO THAT COOL SO MUCH and ZOMFGSQYEEEAEEEE] …
I’ve started and restarted this post about 8 times and that’s the furthest I get without that happening.
I’m a professional human who takes pride in being able to engage in fandom and everything that means, while still being able to separate all those feels and be objective in my work. But sometimes you just turn into an aforementioned puddle of squee.
What I’m trying to say is, we all have our Kryptonite, except sometimes that’s a good thing which turns us into squee-puddles, and this video is one of those things.
Watch the video, and if you don’t smile, if you don’t enjoy, if you don’t tap your foot and wish for reverse-saddle shoes and moves like that, then you’re not a human, you’re not an android, you’re not an alien; I don’t know what you are, but check yourself into a research lab, we have discovered a new life form.