so sorry about that anon

anonymous asked:

So sorry about the lemmings remark. It was just a figure of speech I let slip through and I honestly did not mean it in an ugly way. The point of my query was merely that it is so hard for us who have seen none of the photos which everyone else apparently has seen to understand what all of the uproar is about. I thought we were doing fine.

Thank you for the apology. I think the main “uproar,” and at least where my confusion is coming from, is that he attended a family event across the country with a girl who has continuously tried (mostly unsuccessfully, I might add) to show that she’s dating him. And not blatantly either. Through constant innuendo and self-promotion and completely for self-gain. Combine that with the fact that last year, all of last year but especially the fall/winter, was literally the worst year to be in this fandom hopefully ever and people are still not over the horrendous bullying, constant harassment and generally terrible treatment shippers received. We’re sensitive, we’re defensive and we’re really bruised. Hence when everything was going so SO well for 6 weeks, I think we may have let our guard down a bit. I know I did. So this, while in the grand scheme of things was maybe not such a big deal, it was unexpected and it stung because everything Sam and Cait have shown us since January has been them, as a team together. In bed. It’s been Sam interacting with and enjoying shippers on twitter. And then out of the blue we have Sam flying across the country to attend a family event with this random chick??? who admitted to and said she was thankful for gaining something like 3,000 more social media follows because of her connection to Sam? I’m not saying I believe 75% of it but I think I can speak for many shippers when I say we feel a bit played with. I know Sam and Cait don’t owe us a goddamn thing in terms of their relationship but I think we at LEAST deserve respect and to be treated like we’re grown ups and not 5-years-old having a joke played on us that’s going over our heads because that’s exactly what it feels like. I feel like I’m being played for dumb somehow and it’s not nice. So I don’t know how much control they have over their situation, maybe it’s none, but I’d really appreciate a bit of honesty from one or both of them. Nobody enjoys being lied to. I don’t care if you’re on or off the ship or somewhere in between. We’re all really tired and really, really done. 

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Based off @goldentruth813‘s post, have a bit of drarry love  (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧

anonymous asked:

SAMS SEASON 8 HAIR I KEEP FORGETTING HOW TO BREATHE WHEN SAM COMES ON SCREEN BECAUSE HIS HAIR IS SO MAJESTIC, HE'S A LION, A FUCKING LION KING AND EVERYONE IS AT HIS COMPLETE MERCY AND THE SUN DOESNT SHINE, BUT HIS SOFT MELTED BROWN HAIR DOES. SAM HAS NOT ONLY FETCHED THE SUN, HE CONSUMED IT, FIRE AND ALL, AND NOW IT BURNS INSIDE HIM BLINDING EVERYONE AROUND HIM, IT SHINES THROUGH HIS EYES THE BRIGHTEST THEY EMIT BEAUTY AND THATS WHY DEAN HAS BEEN BLIND EVER SINCE HE FIRST LOOKED SAM IN THE EYES

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DO YOU MEAN THIS HAIR

Originally posted by berezneva12

DO YOU MEAN THE FLUFFIEST, SHINIEST, MOST AMAZING GORGEOUS HAIR RIGHT HERE

Originally posted by stuckinsinnoh

SAM WINCHESTER’S HAIR IN SEASON 8 IS BASICALLY LIKE WHAT HAPPENS TO THE SKY AFTER IT RAINS, IT’S PURE SUNSHINE INTERTWINED WITH DREAMS AND LOVE AND ALL THINGS GOOD

HIS HAIR SHINES AS BRIGHT AS HIS KINDNESS AND GOODNESS, SOMETHING INSIDE OF HIM THAT CAN ONLY BE THE ACTUAL SUN IN THE DAMNED SKY

HIS HAIR SHINES BRIGHTER THAN ALL THE SOULS HE SAVED

YES YES THE SUN ISN’T JUST IN HIS HAIR, IT’S IN HIS SMILE AND IN HIS EYES AND IN HIS ACTIONS

SUNSHINE

Originally posted by awkwardsamw

PURE SUNSHINE

Originally posted by demondetoxmanual

ABSOLUTE SUNSHINE, ARE YOU KIDDING ME

I LOVE ALL SAMS, SEASON 1 TO NOW SAM

(I mean, c’mon, how could I not)

Originally posted by supernaturalismykryptonite

Originally posted by hallowedbecastiel

BUT SEASON 8 SAM IS SO SPECIAL AND MAJESTIC AND WONDERFUL 

AND SHOULD BE CHERISHED FOR ALL THE HEART-STOPPING HE DOES TO US POOR, INNOCENT FANS

I MEAN

Originally posted by out-in-the-open

Originally posted by artemiskitsune

Originally posted by jayqueenofhell

Originally posted by hallowedbecastiel

Originally posted by livingthegifs

LET ME LIVE, YOU DAMN BEAUTIFUL SOUL 

anonymous asked:

sonny👏🏻and👏🏻pete👏🏻height👏🏻differences👏🏻

👏I AGREE👏

although weirdly enough out of all the people i can remember pete interacting with in the show, as far as i can tell, hes only taller than sonny and daniela,, which is weird to think about, he just seems really tall because he literally only stands by tiny tiny sonny

even so! he’s the perfect height,,

the perfect height difference for hugs and forehead kisses,, how lucky we all are

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Icing has Bittynapped them All TwT whelp, finally posted it:Part 3.1 This was supposed to be the last part but i didn’t anticipate that part 3 of the comic would be long hahah😂 so now there’ll be like 2 more? huhu & it might be awhile for me to post them(I don’t know what I’m doing, I’m making this up as I go) Credits, Disclaimers belowww:
fell!Palette(Icing) & Palette @angexci
Goth @nekophy
wolf!Goth @echoiart
library!Goth @bunabelldraws
Gloom Pibby& ct!Goth @blogthegreatrouge
sadly, Cupcake aint in any of the panels TwT he’ll come later.

Comic Art & Pot!Eve by Me @butterflypea

anonymous asked:

whenever you get time to fill this I would so love it. Beckett comes to left to grab some clothes,and finds that Castle is in the shower singing "I've Got You Under My Skin" by Sinatra. Instead of doing what she knows she should do, leave and not let how much she misses him get to her, she joins him in the shower. I just want some sappy Caskett honestly. Up to you whether Kate decides to come home or she still leaves. 😁

A/N: Set any time between 8x05 and 8x07.

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Kate holds her breath while she unlocks the front door to the loft, releasing a soft exhale after her eyes scan the room, catching no signs of life. 

It’s not until she steps further inside that she hears the shower running from their bedroom’s en suite.

But it’s fine. She only needs a couple of minutes to sneak into the closet, snag a few outfits for the next week, and she’ll be back out of the loft before he’s even finished. Castle won’t even know she was here.

Which is what’s best, she reminds herself. Over and over again.

Beckett purses her lips and steps out of her heels, pads through his office and tiptoes through the bedroom, just a breath away from the closet’s entry when she pauses at the sound of his voice, the tenor of his humming.

It’s muffled, likely indiscernible to anyone else, but she recognizes the soft melody of his voice within seconds, his rather sorrowful rendition of the song they used to sing together in the shower, when she was feeling silly and love drunk and reveled in the baritone of his voice caressing her with the heated spray of water while they danced within the tile walls.

She closes her eyes and drops her forehead against the wall.

You’re keeping him safe. Castle has to be safe.

Kate pushes off the wall, determined and dead set on the closet once more-

Don’t you know, little fool, you never can win?”

The rest of the words fail to come, the lyrics that usually belonged to her, and if she can’t manage to suck it up and grab her clothes, then she needs to get out before Castle emerges from the shower.

Kate sucks in a breath and forces herself away from the closet. She means to turn for the exit, but heads for the bathroom instead.

A thick cloud of steam rushes to greet her the moment she eases the door open, slipping inside without a sound, her eyes immediately seeking out the blurred image of him behind the fogged glass door.

Use your mentality,” he carries on, more of a sigh than a song. “Wake up to reality.”

Kate shrugs the blazer from her shoulders, unbuttons her shirt, her slacks. 

But each time that I do just the thought of you, makes me stop before I begin.”

She notices he’s not even bathing as she steps out of her pants, her underwear, leaving her clothes in a pile by the door. He’s leaning against the wall, unknowingly mimicking her position from moments before - his head against the tile and his body stagnant as the water pounds down onto his skin.

God, he’s miserable. So miserable. And it’s all her fault. 

“’Cause I’ve got you.” She had thought she was doing the right thing, the only thing driving her to keep going, to stay away from him. But nothing about this felt right at all. “Under my skin.”

He doesn’t look up when she slides open the shower door, his eyes closed, water droplets clinging to his lashes, and doesn’t hear the quiet sound of her footsteps navigating through the puddles along the tile flooring. 

It isn’t until she tiptoes up behind him, touches her forehead to the bow of his spine, the back of his neck, that he startles, instantly reaching for the hand she splays at his ribcage, his thumb brushing her wedding band for confirmation.

“Kate?”

The water drenches her in seconds and she closes her eyes, nudges her nose to his shoulder blade and wraps her arms around him when he draws her left hand up the wall of his chest, her fingertips to his lips. 

“Not as good as a solo routine, Castle,” she rasps, barely loud enough to be heard over the hiss of water.

“Tell me about it,” he murmurs, squeezing her hand before shifting in the embrace of her arms, turning around to see her face, shielding her from the pelt of water with his back. “How long have you been here?”

She blinks through the haze of steam, but her eyes are still stinging, tears mingling with the water already dripping along her cheeks. He strokes his thumbs over the vulnerable skin beneath her eyes anyway, stares down at her with so much question and concern and heartbreak for them both.

“Kate.”

“Around the final verse,” she whispers, tilting her cheek into the cradle of his palm, covering the back of his hand with her own. “I’m sorry I made you sing alone.”

A laugh escapes his lips, breathless and worn, broken, and Castle shakes his head, slips his hand from her cheek to her nape. 

“My lack of a musical partner is kind of the least of my concerns,” he mumbles, tugging gently, but she arches on her toes in her haste to be closer, to snake her arms around his neck and seal the slick skin of her chest to his, to hold him.

“I’m sorry I left you alone,” she breathes at his ear, one of her hands fisting in his hair. “I’m so sorry I left.”

“Then come home,” he answers without hesitation, his arms banding around her back, trapping her tightly against his chest.

It’s the first time she’s felt as if she could breathe in weeks.

“Please just come home, Kate,” he sighs, resting his cheek to hers. “I understand if you need space-”

“No, no more space. Never needed space from you,” she confesses. “These last few weeks have been - horrible, Rick. I never should have left in the first place.”

His throat works against her shoulder, questions wrapping tension around his spine, building with the billowing steam around them. “What’s going on, Kate?”

“I’ll tell you everything,” she concedes, even as her stomach twists, the idea of putting his life at risk making her nauseous. “Just - this first?”

She turns her head, grazes her nose along his cheek and sighs at lack of resistance he puts up, the easy tilt of his chin towards her and the welcome return of his mouth. His hands cradle her jaw as he nods, presses her back into the shower wall.

“No matter what,” he murmurs, kissing her bottom lip. “You’re staying.”

She hums her agreement, rising on her toes when he slants his mouth over hers, sends rivulets of heat trickling through her veins with the thorough stroke of his tongue.

“No more singing alone,” she mumbles, coasting her hands up the dripping flesh of his back, fingertips sluicing along his skin with the stream of water. “Promise.” 

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(IM SORRY I HAD THIS ASK IN MY INBOX FOR AGES AND I TOTALLY FORGOT ABOUT IT??? SO HAVE THIS AS AN APOLOGY AAA IM SORRY ANON)

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anon asked: leliana or morrgian? → Morrigan

Men are always willing to believe two things about a woman: one, that she is weak, and two, that she finds him attractive.

Jean was cute in today’s episode, though admittedly he always is

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anonymous asked:

HOLA!! this one is a short one, I thought of it and couldn't stop giggling, Saeran reacting to being called an edgelord™.

HOLA! COMO ESTAS??? ^^ One of my common nicknames according to my friends is literally Edgelord McGee and I can definitely see him being called the same thing not to mention i usually call him this too lmao, guilty ~Admin 404

“What the fuck is an Edgelord? Why are you saying ‘TM’? What the hell is even happening?”

The more questions he asks, the more you giggle uncontrollably. He loves the giggles but? He can’t understand WHY you’re giggling. Is it a reference to something? Were you making fun of him?

Oh, you BETTER not be making fun of him.

He gets SO ANNOYED. Not to mention flustered, confused, and embarrassed that he had no idea what was happening. He usually just gets quiet and takes it from you, but lately, Saeyoung has been calling him the same thing which INFURIATED him!!!!!

You’re cute, he can handle the confusion, but his idiot brother? No. Outright refuses to let him call him by that name.

A few of the others in the group chat have started to call him this name as well. Only now, since he’s seen it in writing, he realized the ‘TM’ you’ve been saying is the trademark symbol. But just what the fuck was an edgelord!?

You notice how much it started to bother him, so you apologize. He demands you sit down and explain to him just what that name means. You have to explain to him that, yes, it’s a nickname, and it’s technically…. making fun of him?

He listens while you try to convey the message that ‘edgelord’ was a way of describing his style and personality. The clothes he wears tends to be more on the dark side with spikes, his dyed hair, and the eyeliner all pertains to a certain style- it’s thought to be ‘edgy’. He could understand that part, though he didn’t enjoy the label. But he didn’t understand the personality aspect of it?

“Saeran, your personality is more… well, dark like your clothes. You’re very apathetic, moody, very tense and irritable… the whole thing about it is sort of… emo. That’s what it is. So, the term comes from the internet- 'Edgelord’”.

He’s no longer confused, he’s IRRITATED. Why do all of you have to call him this? Like his mood wasn’t bad enough?

Though he gets over it fairly quickly. He just accepts that you guys won’t let it slide, and comes to terms with it.

He secretly really likes it, makes him feel even more edgy.

anonymous asked:

do you think you could give us some beautiful upd8 eridans? ;;;___; AHHH such a good upd8, i hope youre doin good

I can try! I was so happy about seeing the lil fishnerd again!
At first I planned to leave it at one picture, but then my drawing mojo sorta came back and I wondered: isn’t the last thing he would remember being chainsawed in half? So what if: 

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44. Do you flirt?

I never really thought what I was doing was flirting! B-but I guess I didn’t really think about it haha

Adorable Asks! 🌸 Put Adorable asks, and the number of the question in my ask box, and I’ll answer!

anonymous asked:

z

Z: My favorite blogs/mutuals?

     i love all my mutuals 😖 i forgot some people, but they’re all wonderful blogs and you should check them all out 💕 @asintu @taechy @ninidae/ @daisiesdaze @namjooniewifey @cbxminseok @taesgrl @dotmilk @vmiiin @17dad  @tousdae @yiffxing @nottodayjhope @104ks @4hoseok @giribouy @wishyoongi @exosangel @forjisoo @goddessofbaekhyun @jacksvn @baeksgfriend @yamaguchis @sugasboy @captain-alec @junhan @highlightsvt @himchan 

Companions as dog breeds

Checking bad the reaction I did was companions dog breed of choice, so what pet they’d have! sorry about that anon who asked for this ><

Cait: staffordshire bull terrier

Curie: papillon 

Danse:  alaskan malamute

Deacon: Corgi 

Nick: Slovakian Rough-haired Pointer

Hancock:   Chinese Cresteds

Maccready:  australian cattle dog

preston: Golden retriever 

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Piper: Border collie 

X6-88:   Doberman 

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Yeah, a mutual friend spilled the beans. Still waiting on Gilen to get the hint that I know, but maybe I’ll just drop the bomb and laugh at his embarrassment.

?!?!

UM.

Okay. Uh, it was more funny than awkward that his brothers were plastered to the window, but I got over it fast–why are you guys so concerned with this we’re not flirting?!?! I’m pretty sure?!