There is a song by The Fast Romantics called "Why we fight" and ever since the first time I heard the song on the radio, I always thought it really fits Jamie and Claire's passionate relationship, and would make a really good AU prompt or fic. Do love all the mod's writing! :)
In our bedrooms we are free
deep in the guts of me
I love you violently
until the dawn’s early light
This is why we fight
Cool, fresh air whipped Claire’s face, the mad curls of
her hair pushing free, her whole body thrumming with *life.*
Still she urged her horse to go even faster, galloping
across the open field, leaping over streams and shearing the tops off
wildflowers. Chasing the horizon.
So alive – and free – and full of joy.
Especially because of the man racing on his horse beside
her – his red curls whipping around that fine, strong jaw she ached so deeply
to touch, his blue eyes smiling in disbelief at her antics.
For she trusted him with her courage, and her daring, and
her thirst for life. And he cherished them for the rare gifts that they were.
They hobbled the horses in their customary spot – a glade
within the trees, on the far edge of the estate. Very private.
Three years now they had raced their horses – challenged each
other. Always ending up at this same spot, which he had discovered by accident
and which she loved as the one place she felt safe.
For here it did not matter that she was Lady Claire
MacKenzie, wife of Lord Callum MacKenzie, an intimate of the King’s and one of
the largest landowners on the border with Scotland.
It did not matter that he was Sir James MacKenzie Fraser,
nephew of the Lord (via an acknowledged bastard line), an outlaw from his
native Scotland come into the service of his feeble-bodied uncle. Who protected
that which was valued most dear – the Lady Claire, sole heiress of the
Beauchamp lands that had been subsumed into the MacKenzie holdings upon their
marriage five years previously.
In this glade – cut off from the manor, and Court, and
the stables, and everyone who constantly sought to isolate them and mold them
into people they did not want to be – he was Jamie, and she was Claire, and
they found refuge in each other.
“Tell me again,” she whispered, watching him play with
the fingers of her right hand. Settled against a live oak whose trunk was wide
enough to cradle the both of them – miles from prying ears – they dreamed.
“We’d sleep in my parents’ room,” he began, “in the bed I
was born in. I’d wake ye wi’ the dawn – just when it’s light enough to see yer
bonny face – and love ye, quiet, as the sun came up.”
She swallowed, and he dug his nail into the lines of her
palm. She gasped.
“And ye’d ken in that moment just how much I love ye,
Claire.” His voice rasped hot against her neck. His face turned against her
cheek, nuzzling. “I’d freeze that moment in time, if I could – if it meant
forever. Forever wi’ ye.”
She squeezed his fingers – watched his knuckles pop white
– wanting. Wanting so much more than she could ever offer him.
“And then I’d hold you so close to me,” she swallowed. “Not
believing what we have is real.”
Claire inhaled deeply – then released. “And then we’d
need to scramble for our clothes because the children would come in.”
She felt his smile. “Aye – all of them, all at once. The
eldest holding the youngest by the hand – settling into bed wi’ us.”
“And we’d hold them, and love them – let them know how
much they were wanted.”
“Because they are a blessing from God. And they will have
choice over everything in their lives – how to live, where to live. What to do.
Who to marry.”
Jamie undid the button at her wrist, snaking one large
finger to trace the fine blue veins there. So soft.
“And then breakfast – and then you’d be off to tend to
the animals, and check on the fields.”
“Aye – and then ye’d come wi’ me, bringing all the
children, and yer wee basket of herbs too. Because ye never ken when ye’ll find
something ye can use for yer healing.”
They knew this story – what would, could, would never be
their story – by heart. It was woven from so many hours of loneliness – longing
for the life they may have had, had dreams been reality.
Claire didn’t realize her eyes were shut – or that she
had been crying – until Jamie began kissing her tears away.
She swallowed down a sob – but he knew, he always knew.
“Will we still be dreaming of this life when we are old
and grey, Jamie?”
He kissed the tip of her nose.
“Is this – this moment now – all we will ever have?”
He kissed the edge of her mouth.
“Why do I keep dreaming of a life with you, when I know
it will never come?”
He untied her bonnet, gently setting it on the grass,
caressing her temples, gathering bunches of her curls into his capable hands.
“Ye keep me alive. And I ken I do the same for ye.”
He brought her brow to his, fingers tangled in her hair.
“That’s why. Even if it crushes yer heart, *mo nighean donn*.
I canna live in a world wi’out ye in it.”
“But I want you to be my *whole* world.”
Fresh tears spilled. And he kissed them away again.
“Ye are, for me. Nothing matters more to me than yer
Bravely he settled his hands on her hips – or where her
hips would be, had she not been covered with so damn many layers of skirts and
“Callum is no’ much longer for this world – everyone kens
he marrit ye so that ye could tend him. You know as well as anyone – he’s no’
getting any better.”
She swallowed. “No.”
“So – when he dies, then that is our chance.”
“And what if he does not die soon?” Now her eyes opened,
whisky eyes – the eyes that could get him drunk with just one glance –
flashing. “He has already outlived all expectations. And then there’s Dougal – ”
“What about him?”
“You know that he’ll make a claim on me the instant
Callum dies. And he’ll force me to accept him.”
“No’ if I have any say in it!” Jamie drew back, suddenly
flushed. “Ye are no’ a plaything, Claire! Ye are a person – a whole, beautiful
person – and – ”
“With the Beauchamp lands hanging around my neck,” she
“It’s my job to protect ye.” His voice was careful –
measured – anger kept barely in check. “I love ye, Claire. I will fight for ye –
Christ, I’d gladly *die* for ye, if ye’d let me. And if I canna protect ye at
that moment – when ye’d need it the most – then I canna protect ye at all.”
He turned away, back hunched, head in his hands.
She knew better than to touch him.
“That’s why I’ve never even kissed ye, Claire. When the
time comes, I want there to be no doubt. No whispers about yer virtue – no stains
on yer character. For I may be many things, but I’d never play another man
false. No’ where his wife is concerned.”
She crossed her legs beneath her voluminous gown, hands
folded in her lap. Wanting so badly to comfort him – but damn him, he was
“And between now and then?”
Slowly he sat up – then crawled over to her – and took
her hands in his.
“We race – and we dream – and we plan. We’ve never
decided on names for the children.”
That got her to laugh – and his heart leapt at the sound
“I do love you, you know.”
He kissed the back of one hand – and then the back of the
“I hope our son has a heart as selfless as yours.”
He smiled at her – and the world stopped.
“I hope our daughter will be as strong and confident as
her mother,” he whispered.
The race back to the manor house was long over – and both
horses slowed to a trot as they glided through the main gates.
Jamie was just behind her – befitting his station.
The stable lads were waiting to help her off her horse.
She slid to the dirt – and they bowed.
“Thank you, Sir James,” she called up to her knight,
sitting quite still atop his mount.
He nodded in deference to her station.
And then she disappeared into the manor.
Jamie balled her handkerchief – which she had used to dry
her brow after their race this morning, and then pressed into his hand as he
helped her tie on her bonnet before leaving the glade – in his fist.
Through the upstairs window, he watched Claire enter Callum’s
study and curtsy before his desk.
He said a quick prayer, then stepped out of the saddle,
and led the horse to the stables to be cared for.
i'm bitter too!!! i feel like os and ed and especially the two of them together have been getting shafted. they're getting no fucking screentime and when they do get screentime it's less "okay let's deal with the massive ramifications of everything that's happened between us so far" and more "the penguin and the riddler are at war!!!" i just. they need to deal with the events of this whole season and haven't been able to because we need fifty thousand jim scenes or w/e
gosh RIGHT? Like, 3x19 was a good episode. 3x15 was a good episode. The pacing, the share of screen time and some depth to each and every scene is much appreciated and idk, but S3B has been a bit of a hit or miss for me.
Don’t get me wrong, I love Jim but his plots have been long exhausted. I think it’s high time that Gotham starts to showcase it’s villains more as the show is marketed for them. Y’know, ‘before the riddler/penguin/bat/cat/poison ivy’ was supposed to be the essence of the show but it’s just… what relationship issue Jim is having this week and I just can’t cope.
Instead of showing Jim in a coffin for 200+ scenes, maybe show how Fish found Oswald? Show why she wanted to because from what I got from that episode, I am just assuming Butch and Tabitha had something to do with it BUT WHO KNOWS CAUSE WE HAD TO WATCH JIM DEBATE TAKING THE VIRUS FOR 10 MINUTES #BYE
Imagines for Lestrade taking Mycroft's virginity please
Let me level with you guys there are a ton of blogs dedicated to imagines, headcannons, and stories concerning Mystrade talking about everything and anything under the sun concerning the ship.
If we take a little trip on AO3 we can find that
Mycroft/Male! OC has
but Mycroft/ Female! OC has
which gives us
and even adding any crack ships with Irene, Mary, Sally, Molly or Smallwood doesn’t even come close to 250.
There is an obvious disparity of Mycroft/female anything (even fem! versions of the popular ships or the ones where they magically get female genitals for a day type deal) and it saddens me because while if you’re a guy you can read any M/M and place yourself there but for us women? Not so much.
So with that in mind I made this blog to try and close that gap and provide that content that I found lacking (instead of whining about it on the internet like some tend to do) so I could finally have it.
It’s kind of why if you don’t specify and put S/OI’ll immediately assume female.
That being said I don’t mind writing Mycroft/Male!OC as variety is the spice of life but you’ll have to forgive me for anything wrote ‘wrong’ because I am in fact a woman and some of those physical parts I have no personal knowledge on other than my own encounters from my own (female) perspective.
There are certain things I’m never going to know without asking some rather personal questions to some poor guy that’ I find both discrete and trustworthy so until I find that I can’t really be relied on for something that I don’t take reference from someone else that does know.
Once again I support all ships and enjoy Mystrade but I mainly want this blog to be centered on Mycroft/OC, head-canons, reactions, prompts speculation and other Mycroft related relationships (friendship/family/etc.) rather than talk about what has probably already been hashed out a million other times by hundreds of other bloggers.
I just want the focus on Mycroft x Readers.
That being said I imagine that the encounter was rather rushed like a spur of the moment thing rather than slow and calculated.
I would speculate that it was something that manifested after a really dangerous case and both men were hyped up on nerves before they started fucking.
I’m pretty sure it started outside the car before it ended n the back seat of Mycroft’s car.
A lot of groping and swearing (on Greg’s part) and panting and pleading (from Mycroft) until Mycroft came first and Greg second.
They were all rather embarrassed by it but Greg recovered faster than Mycroft.
Mycroft was stunned after the ordeal and the second that he lets it slip it was his first time Greg is making promises to do better the next go around.
Some semblance of decorum restored Mycroft asks what makes him think he gest a another shot and Greg charms him into a promise of a proper first date and Mycroft agrees.
Both men were very sore the next day and Mycroft was awkward while Greg was warm(er) toward him sending Sherlock into hysterics.
I've seen so many people say that it was AU Cas who stabbed Lucifer and then got stabbed and died but if Sam and Dean were never born then the war between heaven and hell would've likely started earlier and Jimmy would've been a lot younger or may not have been Cas' vessel at all. I mean he wouldn't have looked like our Cas, with that tie or that coat. And didn't Bobby say that angels wore... I don't remember. Was it ears around their necks? What do you think about AU Cas (if he's still alive)?
yeah, AU angels wear baby ear necklaces.
And demons in that AU are NOT like “our” demons. They’re physical bodies with weird skin and horns. So why would angels in that AU be grace possessing people? Why wouldn’t their true forms be equally physical to the demons? At least, that’s my logic.
I think the AU wasn’t just a divergence from our world at that moment Azazel killed John. I have a feeling that Azazel didn’t even OFFER her a deal, because in that world the angels and demons didn’t bother with the “middleman” of working their plans through humanity. They just fought each other directly. I think it’s a fundamentally different sort of world, with very different “magic.”
They’d just reminded us about the French Mistake universe where magic didn’t exist AT ALL. Where there WERE NO ANGELS OR DEMONS AT ALL.
Plus it didn’t look like they had shopping malls in that AU. It was a very Mad Max sort of world, you know? Even if Cas DID look like Jimmy in that AU, I can’t imagine any scenario in which he’d be wearing OUR Cas’s modern business clothes. It doesn’t make any sense at all.
I get that folks are clinging to this idea because they don’t want OUR Cas to be dead… but he is. We know he isn’t going to STAY dead though. Just like in 7.01 when he was reanimated almost immediately (but “contaminated” by the Leviathan), I think he’s going to be reanimated almost immediately in 13.01, but “contaminated” by Jack’s orange grace.
I’ve also read several theories that go to ridiculously convoluted lengths to postulate MULTIPLE AU’s that are very similar to ours, just to explain Cas’s “odd” behavior from scene to scene in 12.23. I get a headache just trying to follow along on them, because there’s one key piece of info they’re all overlooking in an effort to explain what seems VERY consistent to me…
It simply requires us to accept that Cas hasn’t been entirely under his own control since Jack touched him in 12.19.
If you begin from that assumption, EVERYTHING else Cas does in 12.23 makes perfect sense.
And we don’t have to jump through flaming hoops backward to try and find any more reason for it.
Exactly the way Tasha Banes seemed SO much like herself until she was compelled into serving the witch’s needs or wants in 12.20, Cas has seemed very much like himself EXCEPT WHEN JACK OVERRODE HIM OUT OF “NECESSITY.”
Like trying to keep Sam and Dean away from the rift, or trying to explain the rift to them, or reassuring Kelly about everything having to do with the vision of “paradise” Jack would bring to the world. That… was not Cas. I mean, it WAS Cas, but it was Jack influencing him with that weird golden grace.
(and yes this extends to Cas healing Dean both in 12.19 AND in 12.23 when we got to SEE him actively using Jack’s golden grace instead of his usual blue-white grace)
At least, that seems like the most reasonable explanation for everything to me.
Actually I have already read that one, loved it. Do you remember any other? If it's a bit shorter it's okay, but the longer the better because I finish them waaay too fast. If you don't know any it's okay I'll search a bit more.
You've often said that Mill is an unlikely keyword because grinding grain has little to do with putting library cards into the graveyard. As a Ph.D. in rhetoric who's taught grad courses in both the History of English and Linguistics, I'd like to emphasize that the English verb mill means *a lot* more. There are, after all, paper mills and textile mills still humming. And either way, grinding one's knowledge or memories and turning them into dust is pretty evocative. Millstone aside, why baulk?
There isn’t a great need to keyword the ability because it’s not used in a place where we need the conservation of words. We’re only going to keyword it if we find a word that naturally helps players understand what it means. Testing has shown “mill” is not that word.
I actually kinda love the game shop church, it reminds me of a mini-supermarket we have down the road that's also made from a converted church. I like keeping the spirit of the originals, but with stuff from later EPs (so 94 Road to Nowhere now has a proper gym and sauna), making places fit the needs (the Curious household will not fit 3 adults + 2 alien kids comfortably IMO) and improving pathways and stuff. Oh, and more Googie/50s stuff, because it's basically Roswell. :P
We all have our own way of playing with the premade stuff, which is what’s so fun about about it. :) I like updating the base game stuff with the new features too. Even something simple like giving Strangetown a (rusty old) playground, or water slides in the pool. I wish I knew more about fixing routing issues. But since I’m mostly shooting scenes instead of playing, I just work around them.
Since I met Hissy, alternative universes haven’t been unknown to me, but it’s still weird to see other people jumping through them. Today I met some ponies from the Seriousverse. We all seemed to get along until we started playing a quick game. Thank Goodness the Serious Foundation pays stupidly well, because if they needed to gamble their way to financial stability, they sure as hell would lose even their dust bunnies. At least I sort of know Pinkie’s luck is balanced somehow.
Thank you for coming along, Serious Rainbow. Charming girlfriend and daughter you have. I thought you needed… oh, adopted. Y-yeah, that makes a bit more sense.
@leavesdancing tagged me in this meme… So we’re gonna have a think about all my WiP’s and think about the ones that are my top 5 to finish.
Almost Home — Arthur becomes the guardian of his nephew after a tragic accident. Eames is his new kindergarten teacher. Two chapters into this. There’s 12 planned in total. So we’ll see if this ever gets finished.
Exposure —Bond is a photographer. Q is a model. What more do you need to know? (There is lace involved.) Two chapters in already. There’s either one or two more. Still not quite sure just yet.
Imaginary Friend Fic (Title Undecided as of yet) — Eames is Arthur’s imaginary friend. I can’t give away much about this because I want it to be a massive surprise for everyone!
Cheesy 90s/00s break up songs — Arthur is a total sucker for breakup songs and when he fucks up with Eames, he listens to them all. Honestly, this was just an excuse to listen to cheesy songs. But Arthur is just such a loser.
Are antis aware how much people hate them and why OUTSIDE the anti community. When I think Anti I think cyber bully. I don't care what the shipper did anymore because at this point there is just an OVERWHELMING amount of evidence of them ALL being toxic as fuck and they ignore it. They shouldn't have a tag because we wouldn't tolerate a cyber bully tag and I don't see the difference. Shippers police themselves. We don't need a community arguably very biased trying to be judge and jury.
Especially when I see 14 year old antis. I want to call their mothers and explain that their kid told me to kill myself because they don’t like a fictional couple or webcomic that they shouldn’t legally be reading. I’m all for pushing them out but I don’t know how. They exist in a vacuum of the anti community and become more extreme every day. Fuck I was a mild KS fan before I got harassed by some 15 year old twat calling it homophobic to my gay ass. I say spam the anti tag with the word STOP.
I also think Anti = Cyberbully now, that’s all they are really, their whole community is a toxic breeding ground for moralist-bullies.
I have actually never seen shippers do what I have seen antis do and encourage and justify. I mean, sure, shippers can also be antis, which is just… so… sad… and completely… an oxymoron in a way?
Minors who are antis are just laughable, because they honestly haven’t lived long enough nor experienced life long enough to actually understand how fiction and reality truly work, and how humans actually work. I mean, not all minors, because I sure as hell wasn’t this stupid and gullible when I was 14 when it came to fiction.
I want to push them out too, but I suppose the only ways to do so is basically isolate them and not even allow their “opinions,” to exist, as in not be of any importance or value. Their “opinions,” are hateful and naive, they don’t have any worth to thought or critic.
Spamming their tag would probably lead to an annoying lash-back.
I hope club dance win this year studio of the year. As the anon said, they have a best dancer almost every year! They are a good studio, not strong at tap but really strong at others styles. And aparenttly they don't need to be good at tap, because tap is not a category for soty (Is optional between tap or hip hop and they are so good at hip hop) Anyway i really want them to win, they have tried others years, hopefully this year they can get it.
we’ll see! it all depends on who else is going for it!
i wish they did have more genre variety of the solos they compete tho
i was just reading about sense8 and i wouldn't watch it if i were you :/ the creator is a blatant racist and this is even present in the show (all the characters of color get token storylines whereas all the white storylines are super diverse). i guess it has good trans and gay rep but it's a steep cost :/ overall does more harm than good. we should boycott
i would need some more sources to even consider boycotting. like, it seems as though…idk, of course it’s gonna have some issues, but that’s because the characters…are there? idk idk i feel like so often the shows who actually make an attempt to challenge things and represent people are the ones who get run through the cheese grater because we expect them to be better. when in reality, it’s sort of hard for like, stranger things, to give token storylines to people of color, because there aren’t any.
and like that’s not to say that we shouldn’t be critical of the media we consume & i absolutely think it’s appropriate to call people when they screw up. i don’t mean we should just ignore the flaws because it’s got other stuff that’s good. but i think it’s really sort of cheap to throw out a whole show that has one of the most diverse casts i’ve ever seen in terms of race, gender, and sexuality because it’s not diverse enough while happily continuing to consume pretty much exclusively straight cis white media with no critical comments. it’s possible to care about multiple things at the same time.
with a show that will undoubtedly be as complex and nuanced as sense8, i think it’s important for us to watch it and make our own judgements. we can be critical, but boycotting doesn’t seem like a great idea.
as for the comments about the creator: i haven’t heard anyone actually say why she’s racist or what she did and i don’t even think she’s the main creator of the show?
Have you ever heard of Final Fantasy XV? If so have you played it before? I'm just curious haha
Yes! ♥ My brother has been playing it recently and I’ve been watching as well ((i’m more of a backseat gamer)) and I think it’s really awesome – but the feELS!!!
I told him to hold off the final battle for a while because I need to recover all my emotions LOL ((we’ve been finishing sidequests and doing the level grinds but we didn’t know that Chapter 9 and beyond was like a one-way trip to pain wtf))
I’ve been doodling the squad sometimes too ((first time sketching them hhh pls forgive the mistakes–gotta practice moreee)) *__* I also have some comic ideas for them ((the game haS SO MUCH CRACK MATERIAL if u look closer))
Today I found my sister working out and was confused as to why. She’s only 14 and should be mixing weird ice cream flavors and going to hang out with friends not doing yoga and 10 minute intense ab workouts. So i asked her why she was exercising and she replies ‘to get in shape’. I was a little upset by this because shes only 14, why should she worry about body image? Shes already thin so i was worried she was harming herself.
Before i gave her the ‘society’s expectations for the physical appearance of women is bullshit’ speech i asked why
And do you know what she said?
“I wanna kick ass”
She wasnt working out to get the perfect summer bod, she was working out to fucking KICK ASS. She said that she wanted to learn martial arts n shit but first she wanted to punch like a hard ass and impress everyone with her muscles
And i was so damn shocked. Now all it seems girls work out for is an hourglass figure and a flat stomach but no, this 14 year old just wants to be strong enough to kickass.
Society tells us that our bodies have to be this perfect replica of friggin Jessica Rabbit. It tells us that the only reason we should work out is to get skinny. It tells us that girls with more weight than others need to diet and jog 5 km a day.
Why should we as women exercise and diet to get the perfect, skinny hourglass body, big butt, and big boobs figure to please men and society??
If we’re going to exercise shouldn’t it be for our OWN benefit? To kick ass? To feel strong, confident and pretty?
Instead of pretending to know what gluten is and hating our bodies, shouldn’t we love them?
Ladies, if you’re going to exercise and diet do it because you want to, not because of unrealistic body portrayals of women.
Do it because you love yourself
Do it to become strong
Do to to become confident
Do it because you want to show off your muscles
Do it like a girl, like a 14 year old girl.
I know you didn't say anything about hating vegans or anything but are we actually doing a bad job? like is all of this just a lie and not actually helping the environment or anything :/ because one of the biggest reason for me to go vegan is cause of environmental issues and all
I don’t hate vegans, not the ones that aren’t spreading misinformation or think they are on some sort of moral high ground to everyone else. But I don’t agree with it myself because it is all superficial, without any proper action if I’m being honest.
And when there is action it’s usually targeted at the wrong issue and does more harmful then good. My main issue is that vegans see animals as very individual. They want to save every single cow or pig or chicken without thinking about it rationally or about the horrible impact that would have no important species (species that are actually vital to ecosystems). Veganism fails to see the bigger more important picture.
“Saving” domesticated farm animals is not important. I’m sorry but it’s just not. Not when it means “saving” these animals will have drastic negative effects.
I mean there are always ways that agricultural and animal industries can be improved. But just refusing to buy meat or use animal products don’t change anything. And realistically we’re not going to stop eating meat or producing wool ect. You have to understand that and accept it and look at ways to improve those processes not try and shut them down completely.
And more veganism just means more demand for certain crops, which require more land clearing + more pesticides ect. Veganism is just as bad for the environment and animals as any other diet is. In a capitalist society there really isn’t any ethical consumption.
The world and the environment can’t survive under a capitalist society. Capitalism is what’s stopping us from using green energy solutions or inverting more. Not because these solutions are “expensive” or hard to make or whatever use excuses are being made. It’s because they won’t make as much money as easily.
Just like buying honey isn’t going to “save the bees” or turning the tap off when you brush your teeth won’t save water. They’re things corporations and company’s push because they’re easy and shift the blame onto consumers and away from them.
We need to look into real solutions. Realistic solutions that aren’t just superficial I-want-to-feel-good-without-doing-anything-too-hard “solutions” but real ones. And they need to be towards actual important significant issues. Animals being killed for a source of food or harvesting honey or wool, is not even close to being an issue we should be worried about.
I’m sorry that you’ve been led to think otherwise, there is alot of misinformation out there and people will lie to get their agenda across. But veganism just doesn’t help the environment. It just doesn’t.
1. Hating Sam/Jared
Okay, I have no idea where this one started, but honestly I don’t care what you ship if you hate on either of my tol cinnamon roll babies, YOU WILL BE FACING MY WRATH. ALL 5'2 OF IT.
2. Hating the women that they were with.
Personally, I love Jo and Lisa. Cassie was just there for an episode, so I don’t really have any opinions on here.
I don’t like Meg for other reasons (her character inconsistency was annoying and her voice got on all my nerves) but hating her just because she kissed Cas is pretty shallow.
3. Two hot men kissing.
Right. This. Look, if the only reason that you ship them is that it would be hot to see them kiss, I’d just like to tell you that YER A FUCKBUTT, HARRY. Other people can probably explain this better, but you’re fetishising a whole community and you need to stop. Now. And get off my blog while you’re at it.
4. Hating on their wives.
This is probably more of a Cockles thing than a Destiel one, but most of the Cockles shippers that I’ve encountered were all awesome people, so I’ll say it on their behalf, we don’t hate Danneel and Vicki, okay? Seriously, why would anybody, when they make Misha and Jensen so happy?
5. Making everything gay/The gay agenda
No. No. Say it with me, no. We do not ship them because they’re both men
We ship them because they have amazing chemistry and it makes sense that Dean and Cas be together. And it would obviously be the bisexual agenda, if it was an agenda. Which it’s not. At all. *Cackles in the distance*
• What Destiel is about
1. Unconditional Love
2. Dean finally realizing that he's not damaged and deserves love. Also realizimg that he’s not the perfect manly man soldier that John raised him to be, and that’s okay.
3. Cas understanding that he will always have a home with Dean (and Sam, by extension)
4. Two people who help each other to be better people.
5. Two people who constantly screw up, but forgive each other, because that’s what love is about.
6. Seeing people at their worst, and still loving them. (Dean forgiving Cas after he becomes God and Cas telling him that he deserves to be saved)
7. Unconditional love (I’m sorry, I’ll never be over the “I’d rather have you, cursed or not.”)
8. Both of them, giving up so much for each other.
9. Sticking up for each other
• Obviously I can’t speak for the entire fandom, but these are my views, and generally the views of people that I’ve encountered. Thanks for taking the time out to read it!