When Castiel dies on a sandy beach in Washington, he expects to be taken “on.” But he’s looking at Dean. Dean’s not looking at him. He’s looking through him.
“Sherlock, just tell me where you are,” John clutches his phone, pleading into the darkness of his bedroom. He has no idea what time it is, but he knows that voice. The voice of a ghost reaching out to him in the middle of the night.
“I can’t do that, John. I wish I could… but I can’t.”
There is the rumble of traffic in the background, but it doesn’t drown out the fatigue underpinning Sherlock’s tone.
“For gods sake, please tell me. Let me help you. Whatever this is, we’ll figure it out. Greg—Mycroft—they’ll help too.”
“John…”
“Please.”
“I shouldn’t have called. I just wanted to hear a familiar voice. Your voice.”
“Come back,” John bites his lower lip, emotion cracking his words. “Sherlock. Come home.”
“John…”
“Fuck, Sherlock, don’t do this.” Tears sting John’s eyes. “I miss you.”
“I wish…” Sherlock trails off. “I want to come home. But I can’t. Not yet.”
“Why?Why?”
“I have to go.”
“Please, just… I’m begging you, ok? Come back.”
A long silence fills the line, static popping and hissing.John panics. “Are you still there? Sherlock?”
Sherlock’s voice returns, distant and echoing, the connection failing.
“My battery is low and it’s getting dark.” He pauses, the ache in his voice heavy. “Take care, John. I lo—”
*sobbing hysterically* Hey OP do you take constructive criticism????
Listen I try to be a decent adult grown human, and be respectful to women because they deserve it as fellow humans, but sometimes I reblog a tumblr post because another decent adult grown person just looks like That, and I am reduced to the equivalent of a weird little Goblin, crouching under a broken bit of cement by the highway overpass, clutching a single piece of paper with the word “boobs” written in awkward handwriting and capital letters on a squelchy bit of gray receipt paper, waving that paper at people as they walk past, desperately hoping someone else sees the miracle that I see.
exclaiming “because i love you” during an argument
rain kisses
“use me”
“make me”
undressing your love interest, having to tend to their wounds, trying not to gawk their chest but failing to do so
asking your not yet lover to stay the night because you don’t want to be alone
being pushed to the ground/wall with your hands pinned down
sexual tension when tending to someone’s wound
“i didn’t know where else to go”
fake dating (it was real all along)
exes to lovers
“it’s not like i’ll ever see [my ex] again,” but said ex is standing behind them, ready to announce they’re moving back into town
a character claiming they’re not going to do ~the thing~, but can in the next frame be seen ~doing the thing~
“nothing is ever going to happen between us!”
two strangers bumping into each other on the street, instant attraction. not love, attraction!
the italicized “oh”
“what is it that you don’t get? i’m not attracted to [name]!” (proceeds to stare longingly at the person of their desire)
going to sleep on different sides of the bed, waking up entangled
forehead kisses but it’s the male being kissed on the forehead
dancing together, one of them takes the other’s hand,kisses it
“what you’re doing right now is really stupid but you’re cute and i can’t help but laugh”
“let’s kiss, just to see what it’s like”
going to sleep in separate beds, sneaking into each other’s for some snuggles
when someone’s like, i don’t know, hurt or something, and the other character’s like, tending to their wounds, and then just, wrap the other into their arms, thankful they’re alive
character is taken hostage by the antagonist, their lover goes absolutelyballistic, doing everything in their power to protect their lover, the antagonist has to restrain them, but it doesn’t stop the character from trying to reach their lover, doesn’t matter what happens to them, doesn’t matter if they get beaten as long as their lover is safe
Diamonds and platinum, I find them, I flatten them, I take what I’m handed, I break what’s demanded//A Gem could crack, under so much pressure.
((AKA the Steven Universe + Surface Pressure AMV, because hot damn y'all. This was SO much fun to make.)) ((spoilers through the entirety of SU/Future)) (youtube)
Music fans reblog this with an album you consider “your” album… one that is part of your personality, one that means a lot to you, or just one you really like… Mine is The Perfect Shade of Green by Skittish :>
Sebastian Stan attends The 2022 Met Gala Celebrating “In America: An Anthology of Fashion” at The Metropolitan Museum of Art on May 02, 2022 in New York City. (Photo by Jamie McCarthy/Getty Images)
