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Knight in Shining Armor (Loki Lafeyson x Female Reader)

Originally posted by maryxglz


Words: 1546 (Holy shit??!)

Pairing: Loki Laufeyson x Reader, Thor Odinson x Reader (platonic), OMC (kinda??? Idk I just made his name up) x Reader

Warnings: Arranged Marriages, Angst, Fluff

Summary: (Y/N) and Loki have been friends since childhood. Now that they’re older, they’ve drifted apart, Loki being too busy to spend any time with her. She’s fallen for her, but like a true warrior, she pushes her feelings aside. That is until her father promises her hand in marriage to another man. Will she be forced to marry a man she doesn’t even know? Or will the love of her life save her from him?

A/N: WOW I suck at summaries! Anyway, this is just something I wrote up last night, not thinking too much of it. I was just in a Loki mood after seeing a couple gifsets on Tumblr. So here we are! I hope you enjoy and I hope there aren’t too many mistakes. This is only my second time writing for Loki and it takes place in Asgard so I hope I did the Asgardians justice. Also, I was too lazy to proofread this one. I hope you enjoy!


You look up from your book, startled. Your mother and father enter your chambers.

“Yes?” You reply.

“We have the most wonderful news!” Your mother declares.

You furrow your brows, closing your book and cocking your head to the side. “Oh?”

Your father smiles. “I have promised your hand in marriage to a very wealthy Asgardian warrior!”

Your eyes widen. “Wh-What?!”

“Yes! Lord Deinnson.”

You feel the blood rush out of your face.

No no no no no nO NO!!

You’re out of your chair in a flash.

“How dare you?! You make such rash decisions without my consent?! Without any consideration as to whether or not my heart already lies somewhere else?!” You yell.

You can see the rage building up in your father’s eyes. “Do not speak to me that way young lady!!” He shouts

You head for the door.

Do not walk away from me!“ He screams at you. "I know what’s best for you!”

You turn and look at your parents. “You do not know me at all.”

And then you’re rushing out the door. You head down the hall, down the stairs, and out towards your family’s stables.

You throw the bridle on your horse, and jump on him, preferring to ride bareback than worry yourself with a saddle.

You let him run as fast as his legs can carry you. You let your tears fall freely as you grip his mane, burying your face in it.

You finally arrive at the castle.

You jump off of the horse, and walk up to the heavily guarded entrance.

“Name?” A guard asks.

“Lady (Y/N) (Y/L/N). I am a friend of Prince Loki Laufeyson.”

“Did he summon you?”

“N-No but-”

“You are not permitted here.”

Tears flood your eyes again. “P-Please I-”

“GO!!!” He yells, causing you to shrink.

You can only nod, as you walk back to where your horse is waiting.

“Lady (Y/N)?”

You turn at the sound of Thor’s familiar voice.

“Thor…” You say, gratefully.

He furrows his brows when he sees your tear streaked cheeks.

“What ails you (Y/N)?” He asks in a gentle tone.

“Something I’d rather not discuss. But I need to see your brother. Please.”

He nods and turns to the guards. “See that her steed is put in the stables.” He says to one, who nods and leads your horse away.

“Why did you turn her away?” He practically growls at the guard who had given you a hard time.

His eyes widen. “I-I-I didn’t realize- My most sincere apologies Your Majesty.”

Thor huffs. “Don’t apologize to me.” He gestures to you.

The guard’s face reddens. “Of course. My most sincere apologies Lady (Y/N).” He bows, before opening the gates. “Right this way.”

You nod, and let him lead you into the palace.

You’re led up to his chambers.

The guard knocks, and you hear a familiar ‘Come in.’. The guard pokes his head in and tells Loki who you were. Then the guard opens the door wider and lets you in.

“Thank you, you are dismissed.” Loki says to him.

Once you two are alone, Loki allows himself to smile. It’d been too long since he last saw you.

But his smile falters when he sees the look in your eyes.

“What is it my darling flower?”

And then you can’t hold it in any longer. You let yourself cry.

He has his arms around you in an instant. You bury your face in his chest, inhaling his scent, letting it wash over you.

“Shh, come my darling.” He murmurs, leading you over to a couch.

He holds you in his lap, rubbing your back soothingly until you calm down.

You take a deep breath.

“Loki… I am to be wed.”

His eyes widen, and his jaw clenches. You notice his grip on you tighten ever so slightly.

“To whom?” He says, his voice an eerie calm.

“Lord Deinnson.”

His grip tightens even more. That man was known for being a player. Using a woman for whatever he wanted, before throwing her out like an old rag.

He pushes you away from his body so that he can look at your face.

“And you do not wish to marry him?”

You shake your head.

He sighs in relief. “Hush now my sweet. You mustn’t worry yourself too much.”

You nod, burying your face in his chest again.

He leans back on the couch, still holding you. Your legs are stretched out, and he runs his slender fingers through your hair.

Once your breathing has deepened, he slowly stands, laying your sleeping form on the couch and covering you with a warm blanket.

“Sleep well my darling flower.” He murmurs, before pressing a gentle kiss to your cheek.

He changes into his royal attire, helmet and everything.

And then he’s on his way to your family’s home.

You blink your eyes open and look around.

Loki’s chambers.

You smile to yourself. He’s not there, but that’s okay. You slowly stand, and head for the door.

You find your way out of the palace, heading down to the stables where your horse is waiting.

You get on and head back home.

You try to kill as much time as possible, taking your time with putting the horse back in the stables. Once you’re done, you head inside.

You stop dead in your tracks when you see your parents, in the living area of your home, with… Loki?

“Loki?!” You ask in shock.

“(Y/N)!” Your mother reprimands you for not calling him by his title.

“That is alright Madam, your daughter and I have known each other long enough. Titles are not a necessity.”

You blush, smiling as he walks towards you.

He stops, only inches away from you.

“What are you doing here?” You whisper.

He smirks. “I, your knight in shining armor, have come to save you from the beast.”

You roll your eyes, which are now tearing up.

“The Prince has come to ask for your hand in marriage.” Your father says.

“Oh?” You say, cocking an eyebrow.

“Yes, and therefore your promised marriage to Lord Deinnson is  no more.”

You feel a tear slip down your cheek.

“I am so in love with you (Y/N). I think I have been since we were children, and used to play in the gardens.”

You giggle. “You always wanted me to be the princess so you could save me, but I wanted to be a warrior instead.”

He chuckles, a low melodic sound that rumbles in his chest. “I remember that.”

He takes your hands in his. “You and I have been friends since childhood. I don’t think I realized my feelings for you. You are strong, witty, smart, mischievous.” He smirks, and you giggle. “And when I heard that you were to be wed to another man, I couldn’t bear it. Because I knew that he didn’t know you as well as I do. I knew he wouldn’t be the husband you deserve. I knew what I had to do.”

He gives you a small smile, which you return with an even wider one.

“I can’t imagine spending the rest of my life with anyone else. So if you’ll let me, I wish to make you my Queen.”

Tears blur your vision, and you nod smiling. “Of course I’ll have you Loki.”

He smiles, sighing in relief. It’s then that you notice the tears in his eyes.

He cups your cheek and pulls you closer before his lips are on yours in a soft, gentle kiss.

The two of you pull away, and Loki looks back at your parents. “Thank you, Lord and Lady (Y/L/N). I promise I will take care of your daughter.”

They nod, smiling at the two of you.

A week later, you stood in one of the great halls in the palace.

“Are you ready Your majesty?” One of the maids asks.

You giggle nervously. “Enough of that, at least wait until it’s official.”

She smiles. “Very well, are you ready M'lady?”

You close your eyes and take a deep breath.

Loki showing you the secret garden when you were four.

Loki chasing you around said garden at age seven.

You and Loki watching the stars at night

Loki showing you his magic when you were ten.

You sitting in the garden and confiding in Loki, telling him about all your troubles at age fifteen.

Loki showing you his frost giant form when you were sixteen, him being afraid of your reaction, but you only being amazed and telling him he was beautiful.

You and Loki training together as warriors at age eighteen.

The months you spent apart in recent years, you wishing he would call you to the palace like old times, but knowing that those days were over.

And then finally, Loki proposing to you.

You open your eyes and nod. “I’m ready.”

The doors leading into the throne room open, and you walk in.

You see him standing there, in all his glory, and you feel tears fill your eyes.

“You look ravishing my love.” He says when you reach him.

“You look quite handsome yourself my king.” You reply.

He smirks.

“My Queen.”

“My Loki.”

A/N: Thanks for reading! I really hope you enjoyed this drabble. I probably messed up when writing the Asgardians. But anyway, thanks again! As always feedback is appreciated. Have a wonderful day my lovelies!


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My experience at the HVFF

This is going to be a very long post about my experience at the HVFF (sorry for my terrible English).

So, when we arrived, on our left, we saw Milo Ventimiglia and we almost fainted in front of him because we didn’t expect to see him so close to the entrance lol Infact we were shocked when we saw John Barrowman few seconds later on our right too haha

Then my friends and I went immediately to Robin’s stand and when we saw him we all freaked out -damn, he’s so good looking and he seems like 28, not 39 :O- So we stood right next to him (not in the queue) and when he saw us he waved and smiled at us (his smile is so bright and cute, I almost melted).

Then I met Em, Julia (@robinllordtaylor) and Jen (@christopherpaulcolfers) and they’re absolutely adorable ;-; I’m so happy that I’ve finally met them -I love you so much girls!

Then we all went to Robin’s photo-op and when I saw him I asked him if we could hug and he said ‘Of course, sweetie!’ and he smiled again. So I picked up my bags and I showed my hand to my friend -because I was literally shaking- and Dickie (Robin’s husband) saw me and he laughed -lol I was sooo embarrassed!

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anonymous asked:

What are your favorite kabby fanfics?

Hey, nonny! This took me forever to answer, and I’m really sorry about that. I have a lot of favorite fics, so I’ll limit this list to my top ten favorites. This only features fics on AO3, but I know there are plenty of amazing ones to be found on Tumblr that I can’t locate right now (or can’t locate on AO3). If you want, you can check out my fic rec tag to find some that are Tumblr-bound! 

In no particular order, here are the ones to which I return over and over again:

1. The Life You Make in the Ruins by @kane-and-griffin - this is the fic that got me started writing fanfiction. Honestly, this was a life-changing experience for me, and I have reread it at LEAST five or six times. It’s beautiful. Modern AU where Jake and Callie die in a car crash and Marcus and Abby are left to raise their kids; Bellamy, Clarke and Octavia. 

2. A Flower in Autumn by @beautiful-rebellious-sunflower - OH MY GOD, I can’t even describe the amount of feelings I have regarding this fic. I’mma start crying, no joke. Period/regency era AU isn’t usually my thing, but this is beautifully written, perfectly in-character (Alice’s Abby Griffin could literally have walked off the show and into this fic, and as Abby trash, this delights me) and the romance is dazzling. 

3. Through the Wire by noblydonedonnadoble - another of my earlier reads in the Kabby fandom that stuck with me for over a year. The writing strikes a delicate balance between comedy and drama, and it rises above the simple “fake dating AU” trope. Of course, I’m trash for fake dating AU, so…I was destined to love this. Modern/fake dating AU where Abby needs a date for her brother’s wedding, and Marcus Kane is the solution to that problem.

4. Everyone Can See It by @beautiful-rebellious-sunflower - look, I’m just trash for everything Alice writes. But this I especially love because it shows other people’s perspectives on Marcus and Abby’s relationship, something I haven’t often seen in this fandom. Not to mention that, as before, every character is perfectly translated from screen to page. While it’s not completed, the status doesn’t affect the rest of the piece because they’re a series of interconnected one-shots. It’s amazing.

5. I Need You So Much Closer by @skaihefamarcus - if you want good smut, this is some Grade A smut. I recommend everything of Kate’s, even though there are a few things of hers that I think live only on Tumblr? If you search her blog, you can probably find them. Written for a Valentine’s exchange, this fic takes place after Marcus returns from Polis in S4. AU in which Marcus and Abby are actually reunited instead of remaining separated forever, and Abby is…well, really happy to see him. *wink*

6. Haiplana by @kane-and-griffin - the fic that makes everyone’s rec lists, and for good reason. I mean, it has everything. Abby wearing a gorgeous grounder dress? Check. Actual interaction between Marcus and Lexa, of which we were so horribly deprived on the show? Check. Epic, sizzling sexual tension? CHECK. Canon-compliant S3 oneshot where Abby and Marcus attend a grounder feast in Polis. 

7. Wonderwall by @fandammit - I LOVE. THIS FIC. Well really I love anything Lelanie writes, but this fic especially. It does a spectacular job of not only building an entire modern AU backstory between Marcus and Abby, but in explaining why they hated each other, slowly brings them back together. Not to mention that Lelanie is literally #writergoals and I constantly have to restrain myself from yelling at her to explain her witchcraft secrets for writing so beautifully. :P Modern AU where Marcus and Abby meet at their high school reunion. 

8. Femme Aux Phlox by @brittanias - another amazingly well-written fic that made me cry. An amazing storyline (better than what we got on the show, tbh) and utterly, amazingly beautiful. Canon-compliant S3 fic that addresses Abby losing the Chancellorship and what that does to their relationship. Hint: Abby needs somewhere to live, and Marcus Kane’s door is open. 

9. There Will Be Time by @shefollowedfires - another beautiful canon-compliant fic. Emily’s characterization is on-point, and the language she uses is just beautiful. I swear, I’m a little jealous of the precision of her words and the loveliness of her writing. (Also, she’s one of the coolest people on the planet and makes lovely gifsets. Besides the point). Canon-compliant, Marcus and Abby find a cute little cottage in the woods and have some much-needed alone time.

10. We Had It Good There For Awhile by @kane-and-griffin - I have never seen The West Wing, but that didn’t stop me from reading this at 4 a.m. the night it was posted and then crying my eyes out over it. You really don’t have to know the show to read and love it - I mean, it probably helps if you know the background - but it’s by no means necessary to appreciate the amazingness of this storyline. West Wing/Political AU where Abby is the White House Press Secretary and Marcus is the White House Communications Director.

…so, there you go! Emily’s long, rambly list of favorite fics. Hope I helped you out, nonny! Like I said, these are only the ones I’ve bookmarked/read a thousand times on AO3, and I know there are many awesome ones here that are in my tag or I forgot to mention. All the writers in this fandom are extremely talented, and I’m thankful and honored to be part of it. 

As a part of Spread the Love Day, I want to highlight those that I stalk the most. These people bring me LIFE on this website. Seriously. Let me tell you a little about each of them. 

@saucynewf - I am pretty sure that Pam is determined to remain #1 on my list. She supplies me with as much Dean Porn as a girl could hope. I never know what I’m going to get, and it makes following her that much MORE exciting. If you would like to get your Dean fix on, head on over to Pam’s blog and FOLLOW HER. 

@blacktithe7 - I LOVE Erin. She knows how to write Jensen and SUCK ME IN. I recently re-read her Rockstar! Jensen AU Silk and Rough Velvet. If you, like me, have a thing for Jensen singing, you need to give this series a try. It is SUCH a roller coaster that you won’t regret. Then you need to read her NEWEST Jensen series Forward. It has been absolutely delightful. I’m enjoying every damn second of it. Follow Erin RIGHT NOW. 

@deansdirtylittlesecretsblog - Mimi is absolute fanfic ROYALTY. Just saying. I love pretty much every bloody thing she writes. Let me just lay it down for you. An Unassuming Life Series is a Mechanic! Dean x Reader AU in which you will absolutely lose yourself. Then she writes THE BEST Dean x Donna pairing EVER. It’s my drug, and she is my supplier. I swear. I CAN NOT get enough. Then there is The Arrangement. A Mechanic! Dean x Reader series in which you will LOSE YOUR SHIT. It is so damn good. So, why are you still looking at me, go follow her and read all the things. 

@ravengirl94 - Let’s talk about Emily, shall we? I discovered her blog just a week ago and all I can think is, “Where the HELL has this been all my life?!” Holy Toledo, Batman. This girl CAN WRITE. The first thing I read was her Billionaire! Dean x Reader AU The Arrangement. I’m so in love with it I can hardly function. It brings me life and makes me smile and feel all kinds of things. THIS is like a book. It’s so well written and sucks you in. And it’s way different than almost anything out there. Then the way she writes Jensen is utterly AMAZING. Check out her I Want Crazy Series. It will not disappoint. Then while you’re at it, just FOLLOW HER ALREADY. 

@justjensenanddean - My supplier for EVERYTHING Jensen and Dean. Whether it’s Jensen singing or being an AMAZING father or Dean in all is beautiful glory, this blog makes sure I never go without these two men. Bless you, my friend. Thank you for always creating and reblogging THE BEST stuff. Ugh, go follow this blog, you fools!

@torn-and-frayed - You made the list again, Steph! :p I can not say enough about this woman. She has a masterfully executed Series Rewrite in which she has inserted the reader into now up to FIVE SEASONS of Supernatural. I don’t know how in the hell she does it, dudes. Then there is Daddy’s Little Lovebug. I LOVE It so hard. And we can’t forget her Send the Pain Below Series. It’s a Jensen x Reader, and it hurts so good. She is basically the queen of angst and making your heart HURT. Go follow her. She is bloody brilliant. 

@impala-dreamer - Let me count the ways that Bekah drives me wild. Let’s start with ALL THE SMUT. She sure knows how to drive my Dean fantasies WILD. Enchanted Encounter is a completely wonderful example of that. The reader gets cursed and all kinds of wonderfullness ensues. Goodmorning, Princess and Goodnight, Princess are both PERFECT examples of how I want to wake up and go to sleep EVERY DAMN DAY. Then there was the time that Bekah made me HATE HER with The End of Time. I’m telling you, get some tissues. I was so damn pissed at the end of this one, I cried for a while, then lashed out. Everything Bekah does is GOLD. She also writes Sam, blah blah, and it’s not so bad either. *rolls eyes* Go follow her talented ass. NOW!

@jacklesonmymind - Constantly reblogging ANYTHING and EVERYTHING Jensen and Dean. Bless her for making sure I don’t go anytime without seeing his beautiful face on my dash. I don’t know what I’d do without some of these wonderful trashy rebloggers. They bring me LIFE. You are AMAZING. 

@misswhizzy - Liz, Liz, Liz… You make sure that if I missed it the first time around from someone, that I’m going to see it once you reblog or post it. I feel like there are so many wonderful gifsets that I would have missed out on if it weren’t for you and your wonderful eye for beauty. You have a wonderfully run blog and it fills my dash with joy. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. 

There are SO MANY MORE great blogs out there, but today these are the wonderful souls I am featuring. What are you doing still reading this!? Go Follow their wonderful asses!

anonymous asked:

Hey Jaelyn, could you share the psd you used here? /post/156317277804/htgawm-3b-countdown-call-it-mothers-intuition it's so beautiful!

Omg thank you so much. I’m glad you liked it. <3

The psd I used for that set and the other htgawm3bcd gifsets are psds I made. However, the settings for the selective color layers are different from each other, so there isn’t really one psd I use for all of my gifs, you know? And even then, I’m not too familiar with the process of sharing psds, and I’m not sure if I’m confident enough to share them just yet (keyword: yet; I might be up for this in the future, but idk right now). But I can quickly show you how I colored each one, if you don’t mind.

Please like/reblog if this was helpful for you.

Note: this is just a coloring tutorial and mainly for people who have basic knowledge on making gifs already. Also, I use Photoshop CS5, but this should work with other Photoshops as well.

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♡ Its literally one more day until New Years so I just barely manage to get away with my last follow forever of the year! This year was a little different, I haven’t been as active here on my tumblr as i’ve been in the past. I’ve been very in and out simply because i’ve made my life outside of SM a priority (also its hella easier to be distracted on twitter during my work hours verses tumblr lol) HOWEVER, that doesn’t mean I didn’t have incredible moments online this year. I had plenty and now I need to appreciate all those who made that possible! 

So this list will mention the people who reached out to me, who fangirled with me, who gave me advice or invited me to be apart of their lives. In this list there will be the people who brightened up my dash with their presence, who encouraged positivity and kindness in the face of drama & negativity. In this list there will be people who i befriended on Twitter only to follow them here too. There will be people who don’t even know who I am but their talent and posts make my blog the fun amazing experience it is. To all of you, I sincerely thank you from the bottom of my heart for your presence in my life during this intense year. It was made all the better for having you in it. Let us hope 2017 has better things in store. I wish you all the best! Lets continue to be friends yes? Love, Alejandra 

a special thanks to my amazing RL bff Kell (@goreisforgirls) who made this gorgeous gifset for me. Like literally just right now, in less then an hour, BLESS YOU BESTIE!!!! They are gorgeous and I love them ❤

♛ wifeys & besties : talk about being near and dear to my heart, these girls are so remarkable and often times make me feel so special and loved, I know i can talk & fangirl with you guys about anything. Thank you for being you

@sarcasticfina, @goreisforgirls, @dust2dust34, @callistawolf, @so-caffeinated, @alexiablackbriar13, @bushlaboo, @nvwhovian, @headaurorpotter, @queensoverwatch, @syrahandsass, @nodecaff4me, @lunarsilverwolfstar

my lovelies:

I adore each and everyone of these blogs, you all make my dash so much brighter, so much better. So many of you are LOADS more talented than I could ever wish to be and I’m constantly in awe with all of what your passion can create. Thank you for being so sweet and a huuuge thanks & kisses to all my mutuals here, I love ya!

a b c d e

@adiwriting, @anondracomalfoy, @azuila, @amazingbouncingferret, @antiherobooks@ammapreakers, @ambermomoa, @alisharay83, @ameliabrands, @bratvaolicity, @bootyhontas, @beavesaintmarie, @bubblegumharley, @beyondspareoom, @captainsamell, @crazyassmurdererwall@crestadeen@coldscanary@comegetyourloveredbone, @captaincanarys, @cherrychapssstick, @cherchersketch, @charmingwords23, @diarycrux, @dailycisco, @drakoschei@dracomahlfoys, @dracomalfxy, @deadlybingo, @dearpadfoot, @dettiot, @driacomalfoy, @dinuhlance, @digglegifs, @dzzeekipling, @effie214, @emmilynestill,

f g h i j

@floydharley, @felicitys, @fe-li-ci-ty, @feilctysmoak, @floydlawtoon, @felicityssoliver, @felicitysmagic, @felicitys-smoaks, @fantasticzeke, @frankcasthle@flicitysmoak, @geniewithwifi, @greenarrcw, @grangerandherbooks, @geaimoqueur, @hijackedmockingjay, @hopedreamlovepray, @halvbloods, @houseofdanvers, @hhamlet, @iriiswests, @itsstephyybitch, @jsevick

k l m n o

@littlegirlinvisible, @malfxoys, @maraudrers, @malfoybellamy, @magotrobbie, @mermaidblues, @motherofdragrons, @mogirl97, @mariieschrader, @nervousnotion, @narcissablck, @normalisjustafairytale, @oliver-and-felicity, @oilversqueen, @ohmyohpioneer, @organas, @ohnewtscamander, @oliverjonassqueen, @olversqueen , @oliverqueendefencesquad, @overwatchandarrow, @ohlicitys

p q r s t

@pragmatique, @pureblooder, @purqatory, @purebloodheir, @psychoticgirl, @puzzledhat, @quillsandink, @queenschuylersisters, @rosietwiggs, @redpensandhoodies, @romvnov, @ringmybellamy, @supagirl, @siriusblacck, @seydouxdaily, @sirepotter, @satvojihusana@sentence-fragments, @seacoloredeyes, @stcrfires, @storiesbyladychi, @storyteller0311, @synythecat, @supersillyanddorky06, @sufianstevens, @spaztronautwriter, @smoakd, @smoaks, @sm0ak-queen, @smoakqueenz, @smoakaholic, @smoakedclarke, @slytherns@tomfleton, @thequeenbey, @terencefletcher,

u v w x y z

@untilthepetalsfall, @voldemortsdead, @wondcrwomans, @wittyfelicity, @zionqt

quality blogs
would recommend that you follow them all really.

p.s: i’m like a hundred percent sure that i forgot some blogs, due to url changes and other such things! I’m so sorry! I love you guys dearly!

Cherik Awards 2015

I almost forgot about this… Fortunately it came to my mind before 23:59 31 Dec 2015 lol.

Rec Three Fics:
Okay, since this is such a wonderful idea when I saw @luredin posted this, and I’ve enjoyed everything so much in this fandom (especially the fics), I figure that I should play big, so I’m going to rec three kinds of fics instead of three fics that I read in 2015 ;) (Sorry I didn’t tag all the authors since I don’t know if they are on tumblr, maybe someone would kindly tell me if they are?)

AU in a universe that I want or I really like:

  • You’re Not a Sarlacc by Pangea (AKA @pangeasplits)
    It’s basically a PWP. I wasn’t a fan of tentacles. This fic changed my world.
  • Better Outrun My Gun by Magnetism_bind
    Everything in this story is quite old west, and kinda classic. It has all I want in an old west cherik AU.
  • The Mutant Games by @turtletotem
    This is a Hunger Games AU that done an incredible job mixing with the canon. I thought I could predict the plot since I saw XMFC and Hunger Games, but the plot twist in the end is very surprising.
  • The Amazing Adventures of Cat-Man by so_shhy
    Interesting setting that Charles and Erik are the sidekick of the superhero and the supervillain, and they met when they were twelve and this is just too adorable <3
  • Doctor’s Diary by minzimpression
    It’s kinda like Gray’s Anatomy but I was a fan of the show before, so. But it’s actually great if you’re okay with the complicated romantic relationships lol.
  • What We All Long For by @nos4a2no9
    The aura of homophobia and anti-Semitic in the period is realistic. And the angst is very good that it made my heart break when I thought it couldn’t be broken more. I like the characterization of Erik and the great writing.
  • Ruining the Pedigree by @elbatross
    It’s a WIP and the author hasn’t updated over a year… But the world building (omega dominant) and the writing is brilliant.
  • Beneath the Jacaranda by @geertruis
    This does capture the Japanese and geisha culture very well, and the writing is great as well. It’s a very special fic in this fandom since it sets on a non-western culture.
  • Sink or Swim by @endingthemes
    DADNETO and kids! This is kinda a hurt/comfort story that I enjoyed. The development and how the character turned the table are really good.
  • The Swan by @waitfornight
    It’s a WIP. The writing and the atmosphere of this story is just gorgeous. It sets on WW2 and there are tons of history involved, and the homophobia and anti-Semitic at the time.
  • This far but no further by @niniblack
    Love this mpreg fix-it canon divergence fic. Cherik have very different point of view about everything, but they wanted to be with each other too much that they eventually compromised and find a way to be together.
  • On your knees, My King! by Hyperballad (AKA @fireflydown1)
    King Erik and Prince Charles, in a sort of Children of Dune world. The setting is interesting and the plot is fascinating so far (It’s a WIP) I have read.

Fics I just LOVE too much and don’t need a reason to recommend:

  • Missed Connections by aisle_one
    Obsessed stalker!Charles is something I didn’t know I want. It’s first person and epistolary form which I usually not prefer but I couldn’t stop reading. It’s kinda creepy but there is more than that.
  • Do You Love Me by cgf_kat
    Arranged marriage and nuclear holocaust are what I love :P The world building is fantastic and the development of their relationship is great.
  • Dragon’s Blood by Sophia_Bee (AKA @sophiabee)
    I love loVE LOVE  this story. I even recommended it on my blog before, but I just have to rec it again lol. Everyone did thing because of love, but the outcomes were not what they expected. It’s a story about hurt, forgiveness, acceptance, love, and everyone learned about how you let go the things you can’t get, and deal with the choices you had made.
  • Four Nights by theapolis (AKA @yoursidekick)
    The plot and the dynamic between Cherik are fantastic. I love how they admit their feelings and desire for each other.
  • The Secret of the Knights Templar by @madneto
    Exciting and well plotting story that I really enjoyed.
  • Are We Fucking? by Butterynutjob (AKA @mc-meow-avoy-fassbender)
    I really love this story. I mean, include the het part in it. It has this background that how social vulnerable groups deal with their difficulty in their life, and the sexual orientation is really a spectrum, that there’s no absolutely straight or gay. And of course the hot sex is delicious :D

What I’ve always wanted but didn’t think they exist and I was wrong:
These fics are really special to me. There are always some discussions about the unrealistic part in fandoms, and I’ve always wanted some fics that are realistic. And these fics, I found them quite educational in some way.

  • The House Spouse by Butterynutjob (AKA @mc-meow-avoy-fassbender)
    It’s one of the few fics that shows you what a real gay sex with protection would be like. And I like how it gave me a glimpse of the LGBTQI community was like in 90s, and how the character faced his orientation and accepted what he really is and what he really wants. The dynamic and development is really great.
  • Three Days in April by Sophia_Bee (AKA @sophiabee)
    This story is educational. It made me go researching about PEP/PrEP which I barely knew before. HIV/AIDS is not very common in fics (the fic The House Spouse up there mentioned HIV/AIDS briefly as well ) despite it is a serious issue in the real world and it’s not unfamiliar in gay community (at least in my country). And the Erik in this story is supportive and thoughtful, it’s like this Erik has bought out all the good part in Erik lol.

Rec Three Blogs:
@candycandybaby posts fantastic au gifset and headcanon.
@endingthemes makes Cherik gifs and meta from time to time.
@mc-meow-avoy-fassbender posts some VERY INTERESTING posts. (You would know what I mean if you follow her lol.)

Rec Three Fanworks:
The really AMAZING Fassy fanart by @larkistin
Tuesday Princess!Chares comics here and here by @cheesepizzaorgtfo and these made my week!
The X-Men drunk and stoned family fanart by @pencilscratchins

People in this fandom have been really creative and devoted, and the discussions and metas are deep and interesting. I enjoy and love this fandom so much, and the people I encountered here are all friendly and nice. Well, I hope this fandom would keep being this wonderful, and thank you for creating all the amazing works that got me through the bad days :D

anonymous asked:

I've noticed there seems to be some "policing" in fandom (Positivity Policing I think peeps are calling it). And sadly it seems somewhat true. Also there's weird goalpost shifting for A LOT of issues, almost twisting the plot so it suits better. Also (Cas)fans who are not satisfied get condescended to. It makes me rather uncomfortable. Not to say you are a part of this, I actually voiced this to you because you always answer fairly and with respect for others' opinions.

Oh, I have not had enough coffee for this :P 

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Internet Friend - Michael imagine

[This might suck but I’m kinda sad and have terrible writer’s block. I promise the next thing I write will be one of your requests.]

~ six months ago ~

You sat on your bed, scrolling through Tumblr on your laptop in the same position you had been occupying for the last several minutes. You weren’t an insanely popular blog; a few hundred followers, half a dozen mutuals who talked to you regularly. Your blog was a little bit of everything; gifsets that made you laugh, quotes that made you think, text posts that you related to, and occasionally your own original poetry, short stories, and artwork. You decided to stop scrolling through your favorite band’s tag and check your inbox on the off chance that someone had messaged you. To your surprise, there was a new ask from someone whose url you didn’t recognize:

‘Hi, I read your poem about bullying last night, and I would just like to say that the things you said were truly beautiful. I love youre writing :D’

You smiled and typed a quick reply: ’ *your. and thanks! i wrote that poem a loooong time ago though, how did you find it?’

The reply didn’t come until a few hours later when you checked your inbox after dinner.

'This is embarassing but I kind of stalked your blog that’s weird isn’t it I’m so sorry’’

You giggled out loud as you typed a new answer: 'don’t be sorry, that’s extremely flattering! I hope you don’t mind if I stalk yours back though (because i’m going to oops)’

And stalk you did. The person’s blog had a simple layout, like they couldn’t have been bothered to waste time on it. They reblogged a lot of sarcastic text posts, photosets of bands like Blink-182 and Green Day, various stuff related to video games you had never heard of, and other random things like pizza and ninja turtles. You found yourself reblogging and liking a lot of their posts, before finally checking your inbox again after nearly an hour. You had two new asks.

'Nooooo please don’t my blog sucks its so disorganized :( ’


You grinned, rolling your eyes at the silliness. 'it’s fine, i really love your blog. we have a lot of common interests, actually. definitely gonna follow you.’

The reply came less than two minutes later: 'YES PLEASE BE MY BEST FRIEND YOURE ONE OF MY FAVORITE BLOGS’



And that was how it all began.

~ five months ago ~

You were now on summer vacation, which naturally meant you spent most of your free time on Tumblr. You now talked to Michael more than any of your other mutuals, always finding yourself laughing over his messages. You really did have a lot in common, and he was one of your favorite people even though you had no idea where he lived, what he looked like, or even his last name. The two of you just… clicked.

He brought it up out of nowhere, in the middle of a conversation.

'Hey do you know 5 seconds of summer?’

You scraped your teeth across your lip as you thought of a reply. 'Sort of. They’re a band right? I think my friend listens to them…’

Less than a minute later, 'Theyre this really cool band. Plus their guitar player has the same name as me and really sick hair :P’

'should I look them up?’ You replied.

'Yeah. Here, click on this link. Its their cover of I Miss You by Blink because I know you love them. pleaseeee listen to it I bet youll love it’

You clicked the link, closing your eyes as the music began. You were actually surprised by the quality of the cover. They were obviously really talented, and you found yourself falling in love with the different voices singing. You ended up clicking another link to a related video, leading you to a song called “Out Of My Limit.” You found yourself listening to song after song, falling more and more in love with the band’s music style as you continued.

Almost two hours later, you finally wrote back. 'WOW I LOVE THEM i really love all the songs but the I Miss You cover is definitely my favorite, i might even like it better than the original tbh. :)’

You had no way of knowing that it was his band that you were fangirling over, no way of knowing how nervous he was while waiting for your feedback. You had no idea that his whole face lit up with a smile when he read your message. In the last month, he had grown very attached to you, despite the fact that you were just a faceless blogger on the internet. He knew that you really seemed to get him, and he valued your opinion. Knowing that you liked his music brought a sense of relief, pride, and happiness.

'I knew you would like them. :) Theyre super punk rock, just like you’

'michael, I’m pretty sure that this band is pop punk’

'Shut up (y/n) they’re punk’

~ four and a half months ago ~

He had known you for a month and a half when he saw a picture of you for the first time. It was a selfie, posted in response to a question from one of your other followers about what you looked like. His eyes widened as he took in the image of your smiling face. He felt like he had been punched in the stomach.

You were gorgeous.

It wasn’t just that you were hot, although you definitely were. You were pretty, in the kind of way that can’t be faked with cosmetics. Your smile lit up your whole face and made his chest feel warm and fuzzy. You apologized in the caption because you were wearing your hair natural; he thought it was beautiful, the way it framed your face and gently caressed your shoulders. Your eyes held so much life and light and depth, he suddenly understood why people said they were a window to the soul. Seeing you for the first time literally took his breath away. The only word he could think of to describe your image was “stunning,” because he was literally taken aback by how attractive you were.

And maybe it was because he already loved your personality. You made him laugh, put a smile on his face, but also gave him new things to think about when your conversations turned deep. Lately he had found himself talking to you at three in the morning with a soft smile on his face and wondering if it was possible to develop a crush on someome you had never met, or even seen. Now, looking into the image of your lovely eyes, he knew it was.

“Ashton!” He grabbed his friend’s arm, dragging him over to look at his laptop screen. “Remember my friend (Y/n)?”

Ashton laughed. “The one who told you Luke was her favorite member of the band last week?”

“Shut up.” Michael glared at him. “Anyway, she just posted a selfie. Look at it.”

Ashton nodded as his eyes swept over the photo. “She’s pretty hot.”

Michael shoved him. “I have dibs!”

“You’ve never even met her, Mike.”

“I don’t care. She’s amazing.”

Ashton peeked at your picture again. “If you like her all that much, you should tell her that you play guitar in her 'new favorite band.’ Invite her to one of our gigs.”

Michael shook his head. “Not yet. I don’t want her to be mad. Let me pretend to be a normal guy for a little bit longer.”

Ashton shrugged. “Okay, man. But with a face like that, I bet there’s other guys who are into her. Guys who live in her town and see her every day. Don’t wait too long.”

~ three months ago ~

You should have been getting ready. You had to leave in under two hours, and you hadn’t even washed your face yet. But you found yourself drifting to your laptop, opening the familiar website and immediately clicking on the message icon. As expected, you had a new ask from Michael.

'Yeah, I definitely agree that its an over rated song. Anyway, got any plans for this weekend?’

You bit your lip as you typed back. 'Yeah, actually. I have a date later tonight.’

When Michael read your reply, his stomach dropped. You had a date. He was jealous of your date, which was ridiculous because he lived on another continent and spent most of his time travelling the world and he had never even met you in real life and he had absolutely no right to be this infatuated with you. But he was. He couldn’t even deny that he had a huge crush on you at this point, to the point where even the boys had noticed and started teasing him about it. But he was trapped on the other side of the world from you, and you were obviously not waiting for him.

His hands might have been shaking a bit as he typed his reply. 'Really? Where is he taking you?’

You sighed. To be honest, you kind of wished it was Michael taking you out tonight. Which made you feel stupid because you had never even seen his face. The one time you asked him to send you a selfie, he said he didn’t want his appearance to change your opinion of him. And you could respect that, you supposed, although you had worried about catfishing several times. You couldn’t help but wonder if it was possible to fall in love with the idea of someone.

'We’re going to a movie, and probably to Starbucks afterwards. He’s meeting me at the theater.’

Michael couldn’t help but think that if it was him, he would pick you up and hold your hand through the whole drive and put his arm around you in the movie and let you cuddle into his side. Maybe he should tell you who he was tonight. He could beg you to cancel your date and fly out to see him, he would pay for everything, he just wanted you to be with him instead of across the world in a dark movie theater with another guy.

But he couldn’t. Because revealing his identity would change everything, and he wasn’t ready for that.

'I hope you have fun, (y/n).’

~ two months ago ~

You had tears in you eyes as you typed. 'So, turns out the whole relationship thing was a no-go’

He felt guilty for the weight that seemed to be lifted off his chest. 'What happened? :(’

'He was sucking face with some other girl in the hall today. I know we weren’t dating that long, but it still hurts ya know?’

He took a deep breath, fingers hovering over the keys before he started typing. 'If you feel comfortable giving me your number, I want to call you so we can talk about it.’

You debated for a solid five minutes. Did you really want to give your phone number out over the Internet? Did you really trust him that much? Then again, you cou always block him if you needed to. You let out a sigh before typing the digits into his ask box.

Your phone rang exactly one and a half minutes later. You clicked the answer button, hands shaking at the thought of hearing your best friend’s voice for the first time. “Hello?”

“(Y/n)?” He was breathless, heart racing at the sound of your sweet voice. “It’s Michael.”

You smiled, feeling your cheeks heat up. His voice was lovely, soft and deep and oddly soothing. He had an accent too. You almost giggled, biting your lips to hold it back. “You’re real. You’re a real person, and I’m talking to you on the phone right now.”

“You have no idea how good it is to hear your voice.” He grinned, locking the door so none of the guys would come in and interrupt you. “You sound perfect.”

You blushed at the compliment. “Thanks, Michael.”

He loved the way you said his name. He almost asked you to say it again, just so he could hear it once more. But then he remembered that there was a reason for this call. “So. What happened, exactly?”

You talked for hours, about your ex-boyfriend, about your home towns, about music, about everything. You could have kept talking for longer, but your eyes were drooping and your head was growing heavy. Eventually, a yawn slipped from your lips, alerting Michael to your situation.

“(Y/n), what time is it there?” The worried undertone in his voice made you smile.

“… About one in the morning.”

“What? You have stuff that you have to do in a few hours! Go to bed.”

You shook you head, even though he couldn’t see you. “I don’t want to. I like talking to you.”

“I love it too, but you have to sleep. I’ll call you again soon.”

You yawned again. “Promise?”

He chuckled. “I promise. Goodnight (y/n).”

“'Night, Michael.”

~ one month ago ~

“(Y/n)?” He was laying in his bunk, whispering so he didn’t wake the others. “Do you believe in love?”

You thought for a moment before answering. “Sure, I guess. I believe in true love and soulmates and stuff. But I also believe that it takes effort, and that each person has more than one possible soul mate. I believe in love, but not the fairy tale kind.”

“What about long distance relationships?” He bit his lip. “Do you think two people in different countries could ever work out?”

“I don’t know.” You replied truthfully. “I think, eventually, one of them would have to move out where the other one lived. You can’t keep up the long distance thing forever, you know?”

“Yeah.” His voice was soft. “Yeah, I know.”

On two opposite sides of the world, two hearts ached in the wake of your words, connected by a phone call and a mutual bond that neither was ready to admit.

~ present day ~

They were in your hometown today. It was all he could think about. When he woke up way too early, he knew he was watching the same sunrise as you. When he got lunch at McDonald’s with Calum, he wondered if you had ever eaten in that restaurant. Any of these neighborhoods could be where you lived, any of the stores could be your favorite shop. There was magic in the air, though he was fairly sure it was just the idea of being close enough to see what you had seen and touch the things you had touched.

You would be in the crowd tonight. It was all he could think about. You had purchased the tickets late, but luckily it was a General Admission venue, so you still had a chance at getting close to the stage. He had decided that tonight was the night. He had to tell you.

You had talked about it on the phone the previous night, discussing every detail of the day. He knew you were planning to get to the venue early, hoping to get a good seat. He smirked at the thought of you wanting to be as close as possible to his band as they performed.

You arrived at the venue several hours before the show, joining the already forming line outside the venue. You felt a bit uncomfortable when you noticed a lot of these girls wearing much less clothing than you. You had heard rumors about groupies, although you personally didn’t believe any of it. These girls obviously did, and they were on the prowl. You hung back away from them, wishing for the dozenth time that day that you had brought a friend.

You felt someone’s hand tap your shoulder. You turned, only to shrink away slightly when you saw one of the huge security guards towering over you. “Ugh, Miss (Y/F/N) (Y/L/N)?”

“Y-yes?” Your eyes widened, frantically wondering what you had done wrong.

The guard gave you a kind smile. “I have an all access pass for you, ma'am. I’m supposed to bring you inside so you don’t have to wait out here. Follow me, please.”

How did you get a free pass? You wondered if you had won a contest or something. You followed the guy inside, as he lead you through the backstage area before finally stopping. He handed you the plastic pass. “If you’ll wait here, someone will be with you in just a moment.”

You stood awkwardly in the cluttered area, toying with the pass. Eventually, you pulled out your phone. You had a text from Michael: 'Hey :) Having fun at the concert venue?’

You typed a quick reply. 'idek I got here early and some security guy handed me a backstage pass and now I’m in the backstage area but no one is here?? like what’

The reply was almost instant. 'Do you think you’ll meet the bands?’

You shrugged as you typed, 'I have no clue. It’d be cool if I did but rn I’m just v confused’

Once again, he replied immediately. 'You look really cute, (y/n)’

You frowned. 'you can’t see me dear’

To your surprise, your phone started ringing. He was calling you. You answered and brought the device to your ear. “Mikey?”

“Yeah I can, (y/n).” His voice was breathless. “Turn around.”

You slowly turned around, phone still clutched to your ear. A guy stood a few feet behind you, also on the phone. His hair was bright red, his eyebrow pierced, his lips spreading into a huge grin. He was staring at you like you were the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. When he spoke, his voice was echoed through your phone. “Hey. It’s me.”

“Michael Clifford.” You eyed him suspiciously, placing your free hand on your hip. “No freaking way.”

“Way.” He corrected, stepping cautiously towards you. “Very much way. Look.” He showed you his phone, where there were hundreds of text messages from you. “It’s me, (y/n). Are you mad?” His green eyes scanned you face apprehensively, searching for rejection.

“No.” You smirked, hanging up and putting your phone away. “I’m really glad you’re not a fourteen year old loser or a sixty year old pedophile.”

“So is it okay if I hug you?” He was hopeful but suddenly shy. He’d waited so long, and here you were. Real. Right in front of him. And so much more gorgeous in person, although he previously wouldn’t have believed it possible.

Instead of responding, you threw yourself into his arms, literally jumping on him and wrapping your arms around his neck and legs around his waist. He stumbled back, wrapping his own arms around you so tightly, as if he was afraid of letting go. You buried your face in his chest, sighing happily. “You could have just told me it was your band, buttface.”

He laughed, kissing the top of your head. “I wanted to be sure you liked me for me. And then I was just scared. I thought you’d be mad that I lied to you.”

“I’m not mad.” You whispered, lifting your head to look at him. “Best surprise ever.”

He smiled, his breath once again taken away by how close you were, finally. “You’re beautiful, (y/n).”

“You’re not bad yourself, Mr. Clifford.” You giggled. “This is the best day ever.”

He laughed. “Does that mean you’re never going to get down?” He indicated the fact that he was still holding you, your limbs wrapped around him.

“Nope.” You shook your head playfully. “You have to perform on stage like this.”

His lips met your cheek before you even saw it coming, instantly bringing a warm blush to your cheeks. His mouth lingered by your ear, whispering gently. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to hold you like this.”

“Almost as long as I’ve wanted you to.” You whispered back, kissing the tip of his nose.

He grinned, gently setting you down and lacing his hand with yours. “Come to lunch with me?”

You nodded. “Of course. Our first real-life date.”

He nodded squeezing your hand. “First of many, I hope.”


It’s now 2015(!!!), so I thought I’d do a follow forever just because well; 2015. I’d just like to start and wish everyone, whether you’re on my follow forever or not, a happy new year! I hope it’s a good one for you all! Secondly, I’d like to say thank you to those who have followed me for quite sometime and basically put up with my blog. Thanks you’re the best. haha. And thirdly I’m just going to say that I love you all.

Before I start to list people, if I have forgotten some blogs, I do apologise and I hope you know that I still love you. But here is my blogroll, so if I follow you, you’d be on there anyway. haha.


I’m not in many networks, but the few I am in are; prettylittleidiotsnwqueenalisondilaurentisnw, and queenvanderwaalnw. And if you are not following those who are in these three networks, I suggest you do! Every single blog is perfectly amazing and a definite follow.

                     MY SECRET SANTA

Sophie (crymetwoponds), HELLO! You were the perfect Secret Santa I could have asked for! Literally each message you sent me made me smile so much, omg. I love you and also your blog. I cannot believe I was not following you before, but I am so glad that you were my Secret Santa as you are just an amazing person!

                     FAVOURITE BLOGS

bulgariian - Bory, I love you so much. That is all. I miss those terribly awful but amazing jokes you used to sent me. They made me laugh so much and basically I just love you so much and I miss you as well.

ezriaforlife - Amy, I love talking to you on facebook! I know I take forever and a day to reply, but seriously it’s just because I’m a lazy little shit, but I literally adore our conversations! I hope that you managed to achieve all of your 2015 goals (which I’m sure you will because you are in the right mindset to do so!!) and basically I love you!

hannamonas - Lily, I think that you’re just such an amazing person, seriously you are just so wonderful it’s unbelievable! and your edits and gifsets are always perfection. Literally you kill me with your Mona ones because I just sob, but I love them endlessly. 

dilaurentisfieldsInês, your blog is honestly my favourite blog on this site. I love it so much and I also adore you. Okay? Okay.

spencexhastings - Maria, I know I do not really speak with you but I really do adore your blog and everything you post and could I just say that your gifs are just amazing.


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a b c ; 

⇨ alisonddilaurentis, alisonshastings, alisonsemilys, arrriamontgomeryallenssnows, adoringezriabrittanamarried, countryhale, cecesdrakes, cornerston, chickpeasandboysenberrypie

d e f g ; 

ezras-turtleneck, ezraschickpeas, emilyalisons, emisonisforever, ezraspies, ezrafitzgerld, endgamezria, fuckyeahprettylittleliargibbinwes

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hannabananasundae, hannasemilys, hannamona, hannacalebhonourinrevengehippitydippity, hinnyshnnamarin, keegscavanaughlittlespobyy, lucyily, lucyhardin, lucysharding, lydiamartiz, losersmona

m n o p q ; 

 mybabekeegs, merrymonamonasvanderballs, monavaanderwaalnarcissamafoy, prettylittleliarsaprettylittleliars-bitches, prettyliars-unite, prettylittle-klaroline, prettylittleliarswerk, prettymysticfalls, prettyaddictedliar, prettylittleliarsxxxxprecious-little-liarsplleek, pllsphere, odairjayqueenashbenson, queenshastings

r s t u ; 

⇨ rosewoodsecret, rosamundqikesensualhastings, simpledaugherty, smoaksbarry, spobyisinmyveinsstilescavanaugh, stonerclonetheplliars, tobiashastings, troianbelliisario, tv-tumbling, tyshley, thistimeistayed, troiancoolsario, troiastingsultimatepll

v w x y z ; 

⇨ vanderwaall, watsonsagron


Even though I unfortunately wasn’t there with you since the beginning, I feel the strongest connection with each one of you. You were the reason why I got into KPOP, though I wouldn’t define your music like that. You’ve always tried to make something different, you always stand out among everyone else and that’s why you got straight to my heart.

But, as every hero of every known story, you alsohad your times of trouble. Because people don’t understand you. But we, as fans, do, and we love you so much. 

I came to know you in your darkest time - your hiatus had just begun - but I held on to you. I discovered you step by step and my love for you has grown stronger and stronger with each song, with each word, with each tear, with each laugh. I rocked myself with your old videos, your old interviews, waiting for you to come back. I knew you would come back, because you’re not the type of guys to surrender. You fought and you won. When everyone else thought you were over, I was there, hoping and hoping for something. And eventually, you struck me with your powerful light once again.

I’m so grateful for finally being able to fully live you. I made a wish last year: if you ever came back, I promised I would never leave you. And so I will, because I feel this is forever.

We’re not the light. Not really. You are the lights in our lives.

#1000DaysOnTheBlock - ∞


anonymous asked:

nnngh sorry to dump this here but I just saw that Jensen was shortlisted for 50 Shades and then it fell through for scheduling conflicts and I kinda freaked out with the HUGE BULLET the world dodged, because Jensen Ackles playing Christian Grey? He would have made that abusive asshole incredibly charismatic and sexy (and one hopes terrifying, he does terrifying so well) and the romaticising of it would have shot through the stratosphere, like honestly *shudders* suffer with me, fandom comrade

The little bits about this I’ve seen on my dash suggest that A: they put him on that list without him applying and B: apparently they went to his house to ask or something??

Which leads me, based on these sketchy facts and a completely casual character study of Jensen based on like a handful of gifsets and some inaudible con vidoes to conclude C: this scenario:

*knock knock*

*Jensen opens the door a crack* “What?”

“Hi will you be Christian Grey?”

“Uhh. Jensen isn’t home right now.”

“Do you know when he will be back?”

“I think they’re shooting the next 10 seasons of Supernatural in Antarctica and he’s moving out there to stay in character.”

“Can I leave a message?”

*Jensen closes the door*


Happy Hanukkah! Happy Kwanzaa! and Merry Christmas!

So everyone it’s that time of year again, where we recap the highlights of the past 365 days, drink eggnog and hot chocolate, eat way too many treats, sit by the fire, decorate, and sing and hear to waaay to many Christmas songs!

I just wanted to take some time thank some people who have been great friends this year and talked to me when I needed an ear, and also to thank the people who make me smile just by their posts on my dashboard. You all are very important, and are therefore on my “nice list”, but also kind of naughty because of: meta and angst, making me ship new things, gifsets that just envoke the feels within, and then there are you that are just naughty with all of the nsfw! I hope you all had a good year and a good holiday season + an amazing 2015!

So here are the special people that made 2014 a great year (p.s. if you are italicized it means you have a message on your name; and if you are bolded you are extra special ♥)

allisonagernt ❄ allisonsisaac ❄ alwaysdamonsalvatore ❄ alwaysurvive ❄ ardcho ❄ baemon ❄ becauseiamthatselfish ❄ bellblake ❄ bigbadvampire ❄ birdysalvatore ❄ blyedeeks ❄ claraseleven❄ comeonpouty

dalarenzo ❄ damonishome ❄ damonspain ❄ damons-happiness ❄ daniels-gillies ❄ dannyfentons ❄ daylightring ❄ dearestderek ❄ delenaismylife ❄ dobrevawes ❄ elenasdamon 
❄ erinslinds

gilbertelena ❄ ikisseddamon ❄ imissyoutoobuddy ❄ indamonseyes ❄ isobelflemminq ❄ iwantyoudamon ❄ iwaspromisedhedonism

jacesclarissa ❄ jacksparrowz ❄ jamiefraserz ❄ jerlenas ❄ jinglebellsblake ❄ killianssantahat ❄ knightedbellamy ❄ missandei ❄ ledelenadiaries ❄ lovesyoufromtheground

mamasalvatore ❄martinlydias ❄ mysteriousdamon ❄ nataliaromanof ❄ nathanshales ❄ nianslooch ❄ niklaushale ❄ ninadobrevstan ❄ obriends ❄ onetrueslayer

pauwesleys ❄ queengilbert ❄ queerbanshee

❄ sayyoullremembers ❄ sharmansboner ❄ sinnerlikedamon ❄ standbydamon ❄ thenightofthecomet

❄ winchestrdean ❄ woobrev

-damons ❄ 1864damon

anonymous asked:

Looking at one of the only gifsets from s7 that didn't break my heart, the one with Dean adorably high on his burger, made me realise it's actually 1 of the saddest moments?? B/c here is a Dean that after all this time of trying desperately to numb himself 2 the pain of what Cas did & his death, of drinking himself 2 sleep & waking up in a sweat, of trying a one-night stand w/ disastrous consequences, not being able to forget w/e he did, finally finds relief & feels at ease? How badly he must've

craved that food after he realised what had happened and what the effects were like. It almost seems glaring now how we were shown how ineffective & destructive his coping methods were, and how easily he achieved a blissful state of detachment & peace with a few bites of a burger. Yet he had to give it up as soon as he felt it (makes Cas whipping up a sandwich he could eat 4 him even more poignant). I’ve been compromised by a couple of gifs of a sagging sandwich, this is such bullshit! ;((

Quote of the week there. :D

I never connected the wholesome sandwich Cas makes to this

This is how sneaky subtext works, guys. :P *has just woken up woozy and confused and is drinking coffee to boot up so this is the perfect time to re-watch choice bits of 7x23 for terrible meta about Cas’s sandwiches (which ended up being a follow up to this because apparently I wasn’t done thinking about it)*

Cas makes both Sam and Dean the sandwich, but Dean’s the one with the complicated history with a sandwich/Cas, tied up to his happiness with this false sense of euphoria the drugged sandwich gave him that, like you say, proved to ultimately be a false release from the pain along with every other coping method he tried. Then Cas comes along with his perfect, healthy, presumably delicious sandwich, and plonks it right into Dean’s hands, just like how after Dean hit the lowest point of the season with not Bobby too, Cas was plonked right back into his life and the struggle for forgiveness began. If the Turducken sandwich was the sandwich of despair, Cas’s sandwiches are the sandwiches of hope (that season 7 is almost over. I kid, I kid.)

Cas himself links the sandwich to solidarity, and the ham with comfort before death - the last point really important for their conversation beside Baby near the end of the episode considering they’re talking about taking on Dick like a suicide mission. Anyway, Dean takes the sandwich confused but without a fight, subconsciously accepting room to forgive Cas before he’s able to say anything to that effect, while Cas continues to wave the one he made for Sam around and Sam doesn’t actually take it on screen, meaning the visual link stays with Dean and Cas both holding the comfort sandwich. :P Even though Jensen is fine with stuffing his face on camera, Dean doesn’t eat any sandwich in front of Cas either: he accepts the gesture of solidarity, but we don’t see him actually drawing the comfort from it that he needs to, or therefore repaying Cas with the emotional intent of the sandwich. You can lead the horse to water, etc. He’s still not all the way towards forgiving Cas, though this is the episode where it will eventually happen and all this is subtext building towards that.

Then in the next scene with the sandwiches (Cas really got into making them?? I admit I was not expecting to see actual sandwiches again as it was blink-and-you-miss-it, and only skipped to this part for plate meta) he once again waves one sandwich at Sam and is ignored completely (Sam and Cas are assumed to be reasonably good from the moment Cas heals Sam, especially for the purposes of this meta, since Sam not taking the sandwich-of-please-forgive-me suggests he doesn’t think there’s anything between them that requires an emotional relationship-fixing sandwich and a serious subplot of this episode is Cas and Dean making up). Anyway, Cas hands the other sandwich to Dean and he immediately takes it but again doesn’t eat any on screen. 

I know there’s a thing where Sam doesn’t ever seem to eat on screen but he could have at least taken it to show he intended to eat it - there’s plenty of ways to imply that rather than have Sam twice brush off even taking the sandwich (it’s Dean and Cas’s thing - despite being offered a sandwich, this isn’t about Sam, and the link back to the turducken slammer explains how this is - sandwich subtext is connected to Dean only by that scene, in just the same way we say Dean gets all the queer subtext and it slips past Sam). 

Clearly they did eat the last sandwiches, since Cas has apparently got an endless source of blue plates as the new sandwiches are on more, and he’s wiping one plate down at the point when Dean snaps and yells at him that no one cares that he’s broken (spoiler alert: Dean cares). (PS: don’t re-watch this bit and notice the helpless wobble in Cas’s voice when he says “I destroyed everything”. BLARGH) Anyway like with the boardgame conversation with Cas and Dean earlier that season there’s a weird extra level to what Cas is doing in the background: when Dean tells him to “clean up your mess” Cas is in fact attempting to do the dishes and specifically holding the plate from one of the sandwiches from earlier (I headcanon Dean’s for neat emotional narrative though there is literally no way to prove that since there are 2 blue plates in the sink. :P). He is trying, as he suggests when he first shows up with sandwiches, to offer solidarity and comfort: to clean up some of the emotional mess he caused. His link between the sandwiches and emotional comfort and cleaning (dishes he caused that need washing) shows the level to which he’s trying. It’s not good enough for Dean, but it’s what Cas thinks he can offer at that point.

Just to drive the point home, Cas flaps off after Dean yells at him to get the Twister game, a callback to the boardgame conversation, which was largely used to illustrate Dean fucking up talking to Cas properly by always saying the wrong thing and being made to move back to the start every time he tried. All the progress suggested by the sandwiches is obliterated. When Dean approaches Cas *finally* with the correct way to go about the situation, and leads them into the conversation that will actually end with forgiveness, emotional honesty, and earning Cas’s help and even action from the recently sworn pacifist, just to drive the point home Cas is playing one last boardgame, but this time Dean plays the game right and doesn’t say or do anything that would cause him to go back a few steps.