Happy Women's Day To Y'all Lovelies Out There!!

ARE WE NOT TALKING ABOUT THE FACT THAT MARTIN STOOD ON TOP OF THE STAIRS TO COME FACE TO FACE WITH BENEDICT IN THE 9TH GIF?!?!?!?

“You have to be a little bit in love with your leading man, and vice versa. If you’re going to portray love, you have to feel it. You can’t do it any other way.” Audrey Hepburn (◠‿◠✿) (requested by bobenlugares)

Just a random thought...

In Season 5 of Sherlock,

The first scene will be of a sunny morning in London, busy streets, people moving in and out of Speedy's, Mrs. Hudson making her morning cuppa while feeding Rosie who is sitting on her high chair.

Then it'll be Sherlock who wakes up first, he walks out of his room in a sheet, yawning, moving towards the table to glance over his petri dish where he's growing a kind of mould. John follows Sherlock out of the room and reaches for the newspaper and settles down in his armchair.

That's it! I'll leave it here :)

Gonna be spamming y'all with my blade design obsession

if you think about it, all religions and philosophies are basically elaborate fanfictions about the OG Creator and the creation story.

some are canon-compliant. some are wildly canon divergent. some are fix-it fics trying to rewrite “what went wrong.” some are fluff. some are angst. some are smut. some are full-blown parallel universes with different worldbuilding rules. some are written in metaphor and poetry (10k words of mystic pining). some are just meta commentary in disguise.

you’ve got -

canon-divergent AUs

crossover fics (syncretic religions mashing up pantheons like nobody’s business)

intense ship wars (wars have literally been fought over theology)

mystic fluff (divine love as the ultimate soulmate trope)

smutfic level intimacy (let’s not offend anyone but believe me there are some hardcore shit out there)

philosophy as fan essays debating the creator’s intent

crackfic cults that somehow still have a niche following

humanity’s been adding chapters to the same sprawling multi-universe fanfiction for thousands of years, and honestly? some of the worldbuilding is insane in the best way.

P.S just like the other canons, nobody is interested in this canon.

I am sorry but there is no heterosexual way you can interpret this scene in, cause…

John’s smirk…

He looks to his right

Looks to his left to make sure they’re alone

He senses an opportunity

Then fucking goes for it

He goes for it hard, just to make sure

The moment of realisation

John Watson’s “did I just see Sherlock’s dick” face

John Watson’s “on a scale of one to ten how inappropriate is to have first sex in Buckingham Palace” face

Gorgeous!

I’ve seen a similar photoset today, but this was in my drafts from like two days, so meh, I’m gonna post it anyway.

All the Johnlock gifs made by velocifaggot, put in one photoset :3 Like and reblog this post if you want, but don’t forget about the original author <3

Shamelessly reblogging ehehe

TOM HIDDLESTON AS DR. ROBERT LAING HIGH-RISE (2015) DIR. BEN WHEATLEY.

Yessss I totally agree!! Thank you guys for making our lives more colourful and bringing a broader spectrum of imagination!! Love y'all!! <3 :-* :-*

I feel like we as a society do not appreciate fanfic writers enough. Imagine commiting to something you don't get paid for, not always appreciated, taking up a huge chunk of your time and the worst of all, some a**hole complaining that fanfic writing isn't actual writing.

So, thank you fanfic writers.

Okay it's time.I've been thinking about him all day. It's finally time that I speak about him out loud.I could never forget and I don't want to either. So here it goes...

My cousin Throckmorton is an amazing skateboarder!

Hope you guys remember him. He's been away for a while and many forgot. But I could never.

I can't believe this turned me into mushy goo. Ukw actually I can. It's so frickin fluffy.

For @tootiredmotel's follower celebration, prompt: "is that a threat?"

Suptober Day 11: Pizza Delivery

wc: 695, tags: fluff, marriage proposal (their second proposal because they're already married saps in love)

"Do you know what we need?" Cas asked, fingers grazing against Dean's on the handle of the shopping cart. They were currently in the breakfast cereal aisle; Cas pressed up against Dean's side to let other shoppers pass.

"If you're referencing the list of cereals your son has requested-"

"Our son," Cas corrected, fingertips dancing up the cuff of Dean's sleeve, stroking along the pulsepoint on his husband's wrist.

"Oh, no, when it comes to whatever weird eating habits you and Jack have at 4 in the morning, he's officially your son," Dean replied, turning to face Cas until they were chest to chest.

Sliding his hand further up, Cas traced lazy patterns along the inside of Dean's forearm. "I wasn't talking about the breakfast cereals," he said, far too softly and tenderly for their weekly grocery store run.

"You gonna leave me in suspense or tell me what's on your mind?" Dean asked, nudging forwards until their noses just barely brushed together.

Cas smiled, dotting a couple quick kisses to Dean's lips. "We need a movie date night. Just you and me. Get some pizza delivery, watch a Western movie, curl up under that new blanket we just got."

"Mmm," Dean hummed, wrapping his arms around Cas' neck. "Yeah, I could be persuaded to do that. And if I get a little sidetracked from the movie because I get a little distracted kissing you?"

"Is that a threat?" Cas beamed, stealing a kiss right there in the middle of the grocery store.

"It just might be," Dean grinned against Cas' mouth.

"I'm all yours."

~

Pizza boxes spread out on the table with Dean's legs in Cas' lap and the warm knit blanket wrapped around them, Cas clicked play on the movie. The second the first images began to play, Cas pressed a couple soft kisses to Dean's neck.

"Movie hasn't even started yet and you're already distracting me with kisses," Dean teased, finishing his slice of pizza and tilting his head until he could lazily capture Cas' lips in a little kiss.

Cas hummed in pleasure, melting into the touch before murmuring, "Did you know I love you?"

Laughing, Dean grabbed Cas' hand until their wedding rings clinked together and he squeezed gently. "You'd better, considering you married me."

Something twinkled in Cas' eyes, and he leaned in to kiss Dean even more softly; so tender and slow that Dean absolutely dissolved into the press of their mouths. A kiss so sweet and loving it felt like his chest was going to burst apart with how much he ached with affection for his husband.

"Dean?" Cas reverently breathed his name against his lips between feather-light kisses that had Dean's head spinning.

"Mmhmm?" Dean murmured, tugging Cas closer, pizza and movie already forgotten in the warm embrace of Cas' mouth against his.

"Marry me?" Cas whispered with a kiss so achingly intimate Dean utterly shattered.

"Sweetheart, we're already married," Dean replied, tears welling in his eyes as the air stuttered to a stop in his lungs.

"It's my turn to propose to you." Lips just barely touching, a breath of a kiss dancing between them as their hearts beat as one. "Dean Winchester, marry me again?"

Gasping, Dean was caught between breathless dizziness, tears, and laughter. He'd never been more in love in his entire life. Somehow, Cas stole more of his heart every day, and God, Dean could kiss him forever and it still wouldn't be enough to meld their love together.

"Yes, Cas, oh God, yes." It was sappy, but God, Dean was lovesick and completely smitten. When their lips found each other again, it was so gentle that Dean couldn't bear it; hand grasped tightly to Cas' chest, right over his heart where the usually steady beat was racing against Dean's touch.

"I love you," they both uttered at the same time, completely enamored.

If Dean got to keep calling Cas his husband, he'd marry his angel a million times. When Cas broke the kisses several minutes to press their wedding rings together, he beamed at Dean and murmured, "We're getting married again."

Oh yes, Cas absolutely had all of Dean's heart.