I’m so late for November 5th but here’s retired Dean and Cas 💚💙
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literally the first thing I did when I got a news notification that pissinger died was to screenshot and try to send it to you only to see that you were already celebrating
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Can we think about jon and elias ruling the apocalypse together for a moment
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The WIP game, tagged by the lovely @dalliansss. Thanks hon! This is a Beren/Daeron | Luthien/Maglor faerie court au where Beren buys a cursed nightingale from a sketchy merchant (coughmaironcough) and tries to get Daeron’s curse broken and returned home. Luthien’s also on the hunt for him but she’s got a set of tasks set by the Feanorians that she has to fulfill first before they’ll allow her to marry Maglor 😏
In a flash the hound had grabbed him by the back of his cloak and flung him on the ground. A massive paw pressed down on his chest and Beren wheezed at the weight. The wolf’s blood was still dripping from its jaws and he couldn’t tear his gaze away from those unnaturally intelligent eyes.
The soft bat-like flap of leather and the hound’s dark master was beside them. Hair shorn at the jaw and silver-inlaid incisors bared in a silent snarl directed at him. With a shudder, Beren recognized the woman from the faerie market. The one Mairon had fled from.
Even without her saying a word, he knew who she was.
“Luthien,” he breathed.
Eyes the color of dirty ice locked onto him. “You know me?” she demanded. There is power in her voice, but it is not beautiful, Daeron had said when describing his sister to Beren. And it was true. It was harsh as a crow’s but Beren could feel the claws against his throat, the threat of her fury.
And he realized if she knew who he was—what he had failed to do—the hound’s massive jaws would be the least of his worries.
But before he could voice any of the lies that sprang to mind, those frigid eyes narrowed. “You are human. But you smell of the dúlinn.” Terrifyingly, she stepped closer. Beren’s eyes flicked between her and the massive hound. “You smell of Daeron.”
A fist in the front of his tunic and Luthien had him hoisted to his feet. “Where is he? Where is my brother, that you practically reek of him? If you took him as a lover I will split you into pieces and let Huan carry them to the human settlements so they know what it is for a human to force themselves on one of the dúlinn—”
“No!” He gripped the arm holding him aloft, felt the cold leather. Wondered what kind of monster she had slain for it. Wondered if he was next. “I did my best to save him! I would never hurt him.”
“Then where is he? If you ‘saved’ him, then he would foolishly believe he would have to repay you.” Luthien looked into Beren’s eyes. “My brother is more precious to me than your pitiful existence.”
@sabraeal @ruensroad @flowerynameslover @spectraling @neonghostcat @limitbreaker23
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I feel like anybody who's still saying that Critical Role is planned, scripted and workshopped and the rolls are fake should be forced to sit down and watch through the Nordverse one-shot, and then cultivate in seclusion for a while to think about their sins.
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2024 remake of baby mama where kate ditches her husband and they live in lesbians together with their baby
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I received the news of ye old queen the only acceptable way. On Tumblr. Via memes.
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I hope Auron streams crash and all the viewers go to Spreen <3
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Aiden grabbed this candid shot of his husband during their trip to Villedor. He had jokingly referred to Hakon as “bad in bed”, which had the predictable consequences.
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"WE. ARE. MARRIED!! WEEEEEHEEEE"
"Aren't you bored of this yet?"
"We just got married a few hours ago, Kurt."
"What...? Not the marriage, silly, THIS."
"You said I could do it."
"Yeah, of course, but that was 20 minutes ago."
"HE SAID YES!!"
"I said yes 1,5 years ago, sweetheart. You should also shout that out to the universe so people don't think we were just that drunk last night."
"HE SAID YES 1,5 YEARS AGO AND NOW WE'RE MARRIED!"
"Wow, I was just kidding, but okay..."
"WE JUST GOT MARRIED!!"
"They know. Trust me. Everyone knows. It's literally written all over us."
"WE ARE MARRIED!!"
"You're crazy, you know that, right? This is insane."
"But you love me."
"I do, honey. That's why I married you. Now, would you come back here, please, sit down and---"
"HE. MARRIED. MEEE!!!"
"Oh, God... It's going to be an extraordinarily long journey."
"Yep. I plan it to last forever."
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a bottom-tier autistic experience is being told throughout your entire childhood that you are just an overthinker when it comes to social situations and later finding out that your friends did, in fact, hate being around you and tried to communicate that through weird little hints
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