Me, blowing a kiss to the sky: for Mike Faist
Me, blowing a kiss, but this time to my garden: for Ben Platt
Me, setting my computer on fire: a͉̮̘̫ ̩̦͚̖̯͈̫s̝̫a̱͈̯͚͖͙c̥̟̣͍̥̣ri̜̜f̰̦ịce̗̥͚̺͖̱ t̝͉̬̗̝͕ͅo ̠͚̳̖̮m̰y͕̤ ̭̣̲̘l̟͖̣̘̻̟ọ͚͕̪̙͓̫r̟d̗͎̲͔̳ ̱̹̳̯̬̦ͅo̪̟̯̲̱f̺ ḍ͕͖̹an͕̣̙̜̱k̥ ̩̭̼m̦͔̟̭̫͈e͙̰͈̱̭̩ͅm̘͖̙̗e̝̣s̯̘̦͓̮͇̝,̖͇̖ ̼̟̼̘W̬̼̙̥͇͍͓il̮̩̮̭̯̜l ͉͔͇R̠̟o̼̜l̹̖͕̻a̤̦n͈͓̟̩d͉
polished up those mythological/folklore/cryptid villagers i sketched a while ago! and added some more! :D
Can I mention how slowly Cas touches Dean?
How slowly he puts out his hand, always giving him enough time to pull away if he doesnt feel safe.
No matter what, it’s always slow movements.
He holds his hand up, letting Dean know what he’s about to do.
Or he puts his hand somewhere unthreatening, like his shoulder.
He wants Dean to feel safe around him, because, as Dean constantly forgets, he’s an angel. An all mighty, cosmic being that could rip him into shreds with a snap of his fingers. He doesn’t want Dean to be scared of him. It’s his way of holding up his hands and surrendering, moving carefully to prove that he won’t hurt him.
I’m crying over how careful he is not to break dean someone help me
Reblog if you stan:
Sherlock (from BBC)
Benedict Cumberbatch
Martin Freeman
Marvel
Tom Holland
Robert Downey Jr.
Tom Hiddleston
Scarlett Johansson
Chris Hemsworth
Mark Ruffalo
Chris Pratt
Any other actor/actress from mcu
Teen Wolf
Dylan O'Brien
Tyler Posey
Holland Roden
Tyler Hoechlin
Twenty One Pilots
Leonardo DiCaprio
One Direction
Liam Payne
Niall Horan
Louis Tomlinson
Harry Styles
Larry Stylinson
Ironstrange
Strangefrost
Spideypool
Johnlock
Joshler
I want more frens and blogs to follow, also, I’m bilingual, ¡pueden hablarme en español también!
Thank you for the universe you created
If you think I will watch all Detroit: become human Videos of Connor and Hank that are out there even though they are always the same scenes, just edited differently….
Then you are absolutely right.
it started with something simple, insignificant.
one of their coworker’s, officer chen, had dropped off a cup of coffee (gavin’s favorite, from a small, out of the way coffee shop a couple blocks away from the precinct) on his desk. she clapped him on the shoulder and smiled at him, and gavin thanked her with a begrudging smile in return.
gavin never thanked him. or smiled at him, for that matter.
something trickled through his veins, sending sharp negative signals throughout his system.
he dismissed them, along with the small, inconspicuous notice of “software instability.”
—
the next time, they were on a stakeout.
the long hours of waiting weren’t much of a problem for him— he was at work, and as long as he was working on a task he remained unbothered. detective reed, however, was a different matter entirely.
the man knocked him on the shoulder, getting his attention from the passenger seat of the vehicle. “hey, toaster. can androids measure attractiveness?” he tilted his head at the detective in a wordless inquiry, earning an eye-roll. “like, can you tell if someone’s hot?”
hot. rk900 assumed that he meant that figuratively, not literally.
“i…” he had taken notice of other’s appearances before. officer chen had an amicable smile, rk800 had a soothing demeanor, detective reed had an appealing build, and endearing scars, and lips that looked—
software instability.
“i suppose i can determine that, although there isn’t exactly an objective measurement of—“
“yeah, yeah, i get it. just…” he leaned over conspiratorially before pointing out a man in a tight-fitted t-shirt near the entrance of an apartment. “what d’you think of that guy?”
rk900 blinked, doing a quick once-over of the man. he appeared to be tall, dark-haired, and fairly muscular, with pale blue eyes. “i don’t see anything wrong with his appearance,” he replied carefully. “why? i don’t believe he is involved in our investigation, detective.”
detective reed shrugged, his gaze switching back to him. it almost seemed like he was searching for something, some kind of reaction. “no reason, just wanted some input.” he paused. “he has nice thighs. i’d ask him out, if, y’know, we weren’t stuck in this car for god knows how long.”
something about the idea of detective reed “asking him out” makes that uncomfortable feeling spike through him once more. his brow furrowed and he looked away, ignoring the detective’s surveying gaze. “you may do whatever you wish once this investigation is over.” except he very explicitly did not want him to do that.
—
maybe it was everything else in the past few months that built up to this.
rk900— no, nines, that’s what detective reed had taken to calling him— stood over the unconscious form of one of detroit’s biggest drug dealers.
as reed would put it, he fucked up.
the man in question was currently staring at him with a mixture of shock and gratitude, causing a wave of feelings to— oh, he could feel now.
that’s a problem for later.
“we need to get out of here,” he hissed out, clutching him by the arm and practically dragging him out of the room. a bullet hit where they stood moments before, and nines really, really fucked up, but it felt good.
“god, you’re a—“ gavin swore loudly as a gunshot narrowly missed his head and he ducked around the corner, taking the stairs multiple steps at a time, “—a fucking maniac, nines, why the fuck did you do that?”
a good question, really. all he knew was that one moment, a sleazy, disgusting pile of filth was feeling up gavin, and then nines was breaking through a barrier of protocols and system errors that told him to keep their cover and maintain the mission in order to get that man’s hands off of his partner.
“he had it coming,” was what he decided to say.
gavin laughed between breaths, shaking his head. “you’re, fuck, you’re really something else, huh?”
he could get used to this.
No one wants to deal with you when you’re sad all the time.
Such-Heavy-emptiness
My ex boyfriend once said that I have commitment issue, well the fact that I am able to ship an almost dead ship for freaking years and the fact that I am STILL ABLE to sail the ship when my otp started killing each other just proved otherwise. Hah, take that Giovanni, you don’t know shit.
so, I’m rewatching episode 3 because jacksepticeye just published it and I’m wondering……… I feel like Steve wouldn’t put anything in the game just because, there’s always deeper meaning. so, I started analising the doodles sequence in bologna incident. here’s my thoughts.
doodled people are talking about “great beast” which might refer to this green fuckery of a monster?? he fucked everything as well
there’s also a prophet who looks a little like rosenburg’s ghost if you think about it????
“fields of death”, “the Great Hole”? it feels like afterlife. OR the passing to the another life that sal MIGHT HAVE. what if sal NEEDED to die to find “the hole” in “the fields of death” just to make everything alrgiht?
AND HERE’S ALSO THE HECKING CODE
what if it will open the safe in packerton’s apartment??? JUST A THOUGHT. i need some time before i replay the episode myself and try it but GO ON MY FRENS, DO IT
i got so excited that i forgot how to put a proper sentence together in english BUT LET DISSCUS
WHAT DO YOU THINK
I drew this today, it’s a little rough but I just wanted to get my idea down before the next idea takes me over ;3;;