omg i love this shot

anonymous asked:

Omg, I'm so in love with your shots on the balcony (actually your story in general)! *__* Everything's perfect. From the dialog to the lightning to the perspectives, the setting. The whole atmosphere is just amazing! It's like a really good movie (scene) or like I would stand right beside them. You can convey their feelings, the whole situation so well! Thumbs up, you do an amazing job! :D Have a nice evening/night! <3

My thoughts on SPN episode 12x10:

  • Oooo two angel blades… it’s like Darth Maul’s double ended lightsaber, so we know this eye patch chick is evil.
  • Aw Dean and Cas are in a fight. Adorable. This is like every fanfic I’ve ever read. 
  • Sarcastic Cas gives me life.
  • Oh a Balthazar shoutout! Yaaasssss miss him. 
  • OMG Sam calling Dean on his impatience and then Dean storming in after Cas. I love it. 
  • OMG THAT BOOTH SHOT WITH DEAN CROWDING CAS WITH THAT SMUG ASS LOOK. I CANNOT.
  • The Winchesters going to defend Cas MY HEART.
  • Dean saying, “Why would you let him talk to you like that?” is all I’ve ever needed. 
  • Ooooo fem!Cas… still got those blue eyes.
  • This is an episode about an angel who fell in love with a human? IS THIS A DREAM????
  • Castiel has canonically been referred to as “gooey” - this is a good day. 
  • Dean calling Cas family is always a great thing. 
  • I am really pissed off that Castiel used some of his grace to heal this son of a bitch evil angel. 
  • The tidbit about Enochian magic burning away a part of your soul is hella. AND a reference to soulless!sam… this ep has EVERYTHING.
  • This redhead has been around for like 20 minutes and already understands that Sam will do anything to save Dean. She is on point. 
  • DEAN BEING IDENTIFIED AS CAS’ WEAKNESS. DEAN BEING WORRIED ABOUT HURTING CAS. THIS EP IS EVERYTHING. 
  • This Winchester pep talk to Cas is like five years too late buuuuut okay I’ll take it. 

In conclusion: This episode reminded me why I fell in love with SPN. 

Love hurts like a bullet shot right through the heart, burning all the hopes, bleeding my whole soul. They say it won’t kill me, they say it will make me stronger, but I wonder if they are wrong…



somebody please stop mE

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papabay  asked:

your comments about the storyboarding remind me of the time the anime team stretched out that Nejiten catch during the Kisame fight, as well as slowed down the music~ HUEHUE

BAYYYYYYYYY

OMG N E V E R FORGET. now you got my mind reeling so here we go, get ready for the lamest thing ever. 

amazes me that the tiny little panel: 

got turned into this whole scene: 

(FRACTION EYE WIDEN THAT DIDNT NEED TO GET ANIMATED WHICH COSTS EXTRA MONEY BTW even tho it’s probably not that much lmao but still)

the music gets all slowed down and everything, neji practically exhaling “are you alright, tenten?” tenten slowly getting up and saying, “thank you…neji.” 

^ Like lmfao they could’ve done all the action in that last shot right there and finished with that, b/c it’s. two lines.  

but naw, let’s get in like HELLLAAA CLOSE, like not even some med-shot shit but like FRAME DAT SHIT AT THE FOREHEAD AND DRIFT PAN 2 THE LEFT AS TENTEN SLOWLY GETS UP also they’re both drippin’ wet and white clothes??? :3c 

so. y’know, they could’ve easily saved like 20 seconds or something of animation, but naw, bet they were like ‘let’s have some fun with this’ ‘also these characters are cool’ also sometimes shows are like hm we’re short on content let’s add in some stuff but it’s not like….this episode was short on content lmfao we got Gai vs. Kisame and some dope fighting scenes and all. 

TLDR; urs truly ghostbananas kind of loves this meta shit and the OTPs so when the opportunity arises to text dump with both then i’ll rise from my ghost-ass grave for this 

Solangelo One-Shot: The Jacket

Written by: @the-mockingjay-hufflepuff

It’s raining. It’s cold. And guess who is standing in that rain? Nico di Angelo. Yessiree, Nico do Angelo. It’s pouring down buckets of ice cold rain and sleet, yet he sits there, on the stairs of the Hades cabin, like he isn’t being drowned. And Will watches him.

Will Solace leans up against the window and sighs. He’s had a crush on Nico for months, but was to scared to admit that. So he just loved Nico from afar. Will sighs again, grabs his coat and steps out into the freezing air, walking toward the son of Hades.

“Nico you are going to get a cold,” Will says when he reaches the porch. Will has only been outside for 2 minutes and is already soaked to his skin and practically a popsicle.

“I’m fine Solace,” Nico replies, not removing his eyes from where they are trained on the ground.

“Nico, seriously. You need to get out of the rain,” Will thinks for a minute then shrugs off his coat, “Here, take my jacket.”

“No thanks.”

“Nico take my jacket, doctor’s orders.”

“No.”

At this point Will is starting to get pissed. He stalks over to Nico and thrusts the jacket out, “Would you just taKE THE JACKET?!”

The cold form below him doesn’t move, “No.”

Will grabs the front of Nico’s drenched shirt and drags him up from where he is sitting, until their faces are an inch apart and Will can feel Nico’s cold breath against his cheek.

“Nico,” Will articulates each word carefully and lovingly, “please put on the jacket.”

Nico’s mouth forms into a smirk, “Make me,” he challenges.

Will stops and his anger melts away. Those two words, so simple, so demanding… so… sexual. He can’t take it. Will pulls Nico close and kisses him. It starts as passionate and desperate, then turns into something sweeter. It is still raining, but they don’t care. Will and Nick are lost in each other. Lost in the water dripping down their cheeks that is not caused by the rain because they are both so happy. Lost in their fingers tangled in each other’s hair. Lost in the way their bodies fit perfectly together, like two halves of a broken stone.

And then they break apart, and reality comes crashing back.

Nico looks up at Will, both of them still leaning towards the other as if gravity is the cause.

“I guess I’ll wear the jacket.”

OMG THANK YOU, ANON. <3 I love writing these little one shots so it makes me really happy that people are enjoying them. Here comes a follow up to my original Mystrade ficlet for the wonderful anon!! :) This one was a lot of fun to write. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did!


Greg’s feet fell especially heavy on the steps to 221B Baker Street. It had been a long two days. He hadn’t slept yet so it still felt like one. He was holding coffee in one hand and a bag full of take out in the other. He pushed the door open at the top of the stairs and made his way over to the kitchen.

John was asleep on the table. Sherlock nudged him with his elbow and he sat up with a confused sound. “Grant brought food.” the consulting detective quickly explained.

Greg was too tired to correct him. He put the bag down on the table and nodded. “Breakfast for everyone.”

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kuraryou at your service

anonymous asked:

hi, i was going through your blog (which i love, btw) and saw something about captain marvel. i havent read much on carol danvers, would you recommend her series by kelly sue? i tried reading the first volume long time back and got to the part where she was transported back in time, i didnt like it much then, but im thinkning to give it another shot!

(omg thank you) i love captain marvel, but i didn’t like the 2012 series much the first time around either. i actually had to read a few other books by deconnick, like bitch planet (mature audiences, really cool) and pretty deadly (also mature audiences, but not my cup of tea), before captain marvel clicked. and i think it’s because the captain marvel series isn’t really your typical superhero book* but it really is a deconnick book. it’s also just not for everyone

for me, it also helped to have the trade paperbacks in my hands. i’m usually a digital reader so i don’t know if it was just a different headspace, but it definitely changed the experience of the book for me. if you’re the kind of person where the art makes or breaks a book, though, i’m not sure you’ll ever love this book

i don’t think everyone has to read or like captain marvel, but i do think that, despite certain cosmic shifts in the marvel universe, she’s an important character. sometimes i wonder what the book would’ve looked like if it featured monica rambeau instead of carol danvers and sometimes i wonder what it might look like if kamala khan ever took over. it’s hard to read this book uncritically when you’re not a white woman (it’s hard to read anything uncritically when you’re not a white woman) but i do think it’s worth reading 

quick note: if anyone reading this was first introduced to carol through ms. marvel, kamala makes her first appearance in the 2012 series. if you were first introduced to carol through cwii: i’m sorry and marvel owes you an apology. you can also totally pick up the ongoing mighty captain marvel without having read any previous canon. this is no longer a quick note but are you surprised

*the 2014 series is more of a superhero book but closer to the kind of stuff carol has been doing recently with alpha flight from what i understand. i haven’t read alpha flight

The Edge of Sanity (Final Part)

Title: The Edge of Sanity (Part 5)

Characters: Dean x Reader, Sam, Cas

Summary: Dean tries to convince the reader that he’s real. Sam and Cas think they may have found a way to help (Y/N) distinguish between the hallucinations and her real memories.

Word Count: 4,218

Warnings: none

POV: Reader’s, second person

A/N: woo finale! Thanks for being so supportive and encouraging with this series, it means so much! Hope you guys like how I decided to end it :)

Read Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

You woke with a sudden start, the memories jumping away from the tip of your tongue as you sat up quickly in the bed. You looked around the corners of the bedroom, genuinely surprised that you hadn’t woken up in the concrete room.

The dream felt so real. You could almost remember the heat of the flames and the warm water on your back. You swore for a minute that you actually did have memories of Dean carefully removing the patches of dirt on your skin you couldn’t seem to do yourself. It all felt like real memories, but the way he treated you with such kindness and compassion conflicted entirely with the memories you had of him beating and torturing you.

Only one of them could be real. Only one version of Dean was real. He was either your worst nightmare, or the best man you ever knew. 

You noticed Dean sitting on the edge of your bed, a gentle smile on his mouth as he caught your eye. There was a sincerity about him that made you feel at peace, even despite all that he had done to you.

The pit in your stomach subsided for a moment and you allowed him to place his hand over yours. It was large, his fingers dipping onto the edges of the bed, covering completely over yours. He curled his fingers under your palm, squeezing your hand lightly and you winced involuntarily. You knew he felt it, but he didn’t say anything. He only pulled his hand back, holding it in his lap as if he had burned himself.

“You’re afraid of me, aren’t you?” Dean asked carefully, unable to meet your eyes.

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“The things we see are the same things that are within us. There is no reality except the one contained within us. That is why so many people live such an unreal life. They take the images outside them for reality and never allow the world within to assert itself.”