Posts tagged lovely.

daviddoran:

Here’s a poster that I made for Dueling Kazoos. They put on Art fairs in Falmouth where you can swap your CD’s with theirs for free! 

dirtyovercoats:

sillyoldwolf:

Season 9 Spoilers [x]

There could never have been enough times for Castiel to insist his aim was perfectly accurate to prevent Dean dragging him to the firing range to prove himself anyway. “One experience with a shotgun at point blank doesn’t count as experience, Cas. This is about finesse.” Dean had explained, handing Cas his ear protection because suddenly safety was a concern when it came to Cas’ ears. Whatever, he wasn’t going to analyse that one too much.

Cas scowled. “I’ve survived battles with angels solely by the swiftness of my sword. I hardly think I am lacking in skill.” But his protest fell on deaf ears—or rather, muffled ones, as Dean smirked as he donned his own pair of ear muffs, revelling in the excuse to easily ignore Cas’ protest.

“Okay, so,” Dean raised his voice to carry above the barrier of the muffs, positioning himself by Cas’ side to mimic the proper shooting stance. “Stand with your shoulders like this,” he demonstrates. Cas remained unmoving and unmoved, still smarting in indignant protest, so Dean sighed, and raised his hands to clasp Cas’ shoulders to twist them into place himself. Feeling the taught muscle of Cas’ back beneath his hands, he whispered, “Relax,” even though he knew Cas couldn’t hear him.

He could feel him, however, Dean’s breath on his neck, his hands on his shoulders and his chest at his back. He could feel the heat from his palms soaking into his shoulder blades in a way that that only made him tense up more for all that it sets his nerves on fire. Cas turned his head towards Dean first, voice low and probably inaudible, but his mouth was close enough to Dean’s that he could do nothing but read his lips. “Like this?”

Cas could feel Dean’s breathless shudder as he leaned forward, closer and closer until his body was pressed clean up against Castiel’s, thinking nothing close to clean thoughts. “Cas,” Dean started, eyes flicking down to fixate on the flush curve of Cas’ bottom lip, and just as he began angling even further in—

Cas picked up Dean’s gun, and swiftly fired three rounds into the centre of the target’s head. It was his turn to smirk. “How’s that for finesse.”

No You Can’t Read My Poker Face…

orintwos:

andythanfiction:

*puts on my official Destiel firefighting Wet Blanket and climbs up on my soapbox, copies of Poetics, On Writing, and Save The Cat in my hands* 

May I remind the dear ladies, gentleman, and persons of other variable and sundry genders of Tumblr that we have not been promised - and thus cannot have promises broken, betrayed, or baited regarding - any of the following in the season finale: 

  • A Destiel kiss
  • A Destiel declaration of love
  • Destiel sex
  • A Destiel kiss
  • Castiel falling
  • Castiel becoming human
  • Castiel choosing Dean over heaven
  • Castiel rescuing Dean
  • A Destiel kiss
  • Dean clarifying his bisexuality and/or “coming out”
  • Dean choosing Castiel over Sam
  • Dean rescuing Castiel
  • A Destiel kiss
  • The Hell Gates being closed
  • Anyone having a happily ever after
  • Gabriel, Benny, or anyone else coming back
  • Anyone dying
  • A Destiel kiss
  • Anything clear really whatsover about anything

Things that we have been promised:

  • That it will be exciting
  • That it will be the best ever
  • That things will change and never be the same
  • That it will be epic
  • That major characters will make big choices
  • That Tumblr fans will explode with feels
  • That it will be unlike any previous season finale
  • That sacrifices will be made
  • That it will hurt but basically be about love and a positive message

Things that showrunning-type and media-interactive people about serial television are pretty much obligated to say about season finales and which could be said about all previous seven season finales of Supernatural: 

  • That they were exciting
  • That they were the best ever
  • That things changed and were never the same
  • That they were epic
  • That major characters made big choices
  • That fans exploded with feels
  • That they were unlike any previous season finales
  • That sacrifices were made
  • That it hurt but was basically about love and a positive message

Things that the show’s team is trying to do:

  • Work us up into a tagging, tweeting frenzy
  • Build our excitement for the season finale
  • Make us drive up internet search results
  • Make us drive up ratings
  • Build “buzz” like a hive of kicked bees sucking the smoke of a burning meth lab
  • Cause us a lot of cathartic emotion and even tears in the usual manner of a serial drama

Things that the show’s team is NOT trying to do:

  • Cause us actual pain or harm of any kind

This is not to put a damper on anyone’s speculation, parsing of messages, enjoyment of the show, enjoyment of spoilers, excitement, or enthusiasm.  I love looking for clues and speculating and predicting too. I love it a lot.  It is a good and worthy thing to do and something that serial media encourages openly. 

This is to hopefully give a reminder and a caution to people who are starting to get themselves into or set themselves up for a bad, hurt, betrayed, or genuinely scared emotional place because they feel like they are being promised things regarding not only their ship, but the value of certain kinds of people in the world in general or the world of Supernatural.  I’m not even saying that it won’t be a huge Destiel moment.  In fact, I’ve written a lot of meta about why I think Destiel is going canon and the season finale of 8 is one of the five most valid times in the course of the series to do it.

 What I am saying is that you haven’t been promised a pony, only an awesome present - and yes, TPTB know you want a pony but there are a lot more factors than how much they love you involved in a pony - so if on Christmas morning there’s no pony, just a really cool bicycle, it doesn’t mean that your parents hate you and lied to you…or even that they’re never getting you a pony ever.  

I agree with you on the social media, read: twitter, front. We absolutely should not take any of that as more than generic hype generation. It’s vital that we reign in our overly high hopes and not get carried away with our expectations. The onus of responsibly is on us to keep our heads level and our feelings safe guarded, but TPTB are not absolved from the responsibility they have in making sure their interactions with us aren’t grossly being misunderstood because they are being obtuse and teasing.

There’s some flaw in the analogy of your last paragraph, though. If Mom knows that what I want more than anything is a pony and in the months leading up to Christmas she teases me about ponies even though we live in a studio on the 10th floor of a NY city apartment building, then I have to seriously question my mother’s sanity piss-poor sensibilities regarding her behavior toward me. 

“I know you hate taking the bus to school. I’m sure you’d like the commute better if you could take a pony instead.”

“I was always thought Robdam would be a great name for a pony. What do you think, sweetheart?”

“Ooh, this is the most adorable little riding cap, and it just goes so well with the boots we got at that equestrian store last week.” 

Hey, maybe the cap and boots aren’t meant to be used with an actual pony. Maybe Mom thinks they simply look cute and fashionable on her little child - and let’s be honest, I’d rather have them even if I’ll never actually get to use them while riding a pony - but when all of this starts to make my mind churn and I ask her “So, Mom, do you think I can really have a pony for X-mas?”, “Sorry, baby, no spoilers. It’s a surprise” is a really fucking shitty thing to say to me if she’s got a goddamn bicycle wrapped up with a neat bow in the storage unit downstairs.

So, no. No one promised me a pony and maybe someday we’ll move out of that apartment building and my folks will get me one for real but this Christmas, Mom still knew she was teasing about something important to me and did it anyway. Not cool, Mom. 

its-teatime:

a dream come true

(via mildly-obsessed)

#art  #character  #lovely  

i-have-a-hunger:

I’ve been feeling quite sick and crappy the last days and obviously that means I have to make self-indulgent whump art :I

(via itsfuuh)

thimblings:

but when you hold me like you do, it feels so right i start to forget how my heart gets torn (x)

(via ablazingwings)

(via chainedtoacomet)

#bird  #lovely  

sigridrodli:

Finally got around to updating. I painted some foxes again.

(via quietside)

#foxes  #art  #lovely