I am an actress, dancer, pianist, singer, traveler, writer. Things to expect on this blog: anything to do with anything performance-arts related, including Shakespeare, pictures of me in plays and concerts, interviews with actors/directors/producers, trailers, Doctor Who, Sherlock, Supernatural, Merlin, Star Trek, Once Upon a Time, and more. Also pretty pictures, random life stories, wisdom from Neil Gaiman, gay rights advocation, and occasionally news.
I feel like everyone on tumblr, whether they watch the show or not, knows two things about GoT:
1. You don’t fuck with Dany (the blonde dragon lady)
2. Joffrey’s a dick
I think that the only thing, the ONLY thing, that absolutely the entirety of the Supernatural fandom is in 100% agreement on, is that Castiel’s nickname is spelled “Cas.”
So I’m not sure whether to be amused or horrified by how adamantly the show runners ignore that.
The scene removed from A Study In Pink that I FUCKING WISH WAS STILL IN IT OMG
MOFFAT HOW COULD YOU WRITE THIS AND NOT INCLUDE IT OH GOD
God if this was Sherlock’s emotional state just before he met John I mean … damn. That explains a lot.
Sherlock was suicidal when he met John. John was suicidal when he met Sherlock.
They saved each other’s lives just by meeting.
If that’s not an epic love story, I don’t know what is.
I would have loved this scene so much, and yet it was so obvious and painful that argh. better read fic.
Fast-forward to Sherlock’s best man speech in TSOT: “It takes John Watson to save your life. Trust me on that – I should know. He’s saved mine so many times, and in so many ways.”
Oh, Jesus, I hadn’t even thought of the speech. Well now that is just eighty seven thousand times more heartbreaking.
"Today you sit between the woman you have made your wife and the man you have saved."
HOLY FUCK THE FORESHADOWING
THE FUCKING ROOF
THE FUCKING CIGARETTE
FUCKING EVERYTHING IN THE FUCKING SCENE IS BEAUTIFUL FORESHADOWING
*RAGES AT MOFFAT*
Remember this chick?
If you don’t, she’s Kali. She’s the god of destruction and violence. But she also works with blood spells. She took the Winchesters’ blood to put them on a ‘leash’. With their blood, she could do anything. Kill them, hurt them, bring them back to life…
She didn’t just take their blood.
She took Gabriel’s, too. Kali didn’t die. She still has Gabriel’s blood.
She can bring Gabriel back to life.
When Dean Winchester finally dies (for good, this time), Death takes a holiday.
He spends a week going to every fair and carnival in the continental US.
He eats every deep fried concoction possible.
When his holiday comes to an end, he goes to Heaven and knocks on the pearly gates with the head of his cane. He asks to speak with Dean Winchester.
Dean is surprised to find Death there when the angels bring him forward. Death swore that their last meeting, when Death personally escorted Dean’s soul to Heaven, would be the final time they ever saw one another.
“I found it,” Death tells him. “The perfect pie. It was in Muncie, Indiana. Apple, with a flaky, golden crust. The ratio of cinnamon to sugar and its balance with the tart Granny Smith…. it was just perfect. Divine, even.”
Dean stares at Death, unsure of why he is telling him this, but then he looks down. In Death’s hand is a wrinkled, white paper bag. Inside the bag is a slice of the perfect pie.
Dean takes the bag, mystified.
“Thanks for the pickle chips that time,” Death says, then disappears into the void.
did you just give me Death/Dean bromance feels
#And Dean turns back and walks back into the gates#He treks up an inclined road until it flattens and curves around#When he reaches his heaven Dean raises a free hand above his head and yells #’SAM#CAS #LOOKIT! PIE!’ (x)