#Cockles saves

[magnificent-winged-beast]

I just spent like 30 min wasting a scamers time on WhatsApp. 🤣

First with gifs of Julius from Pulp Fiction. Then I sent them like 50 cockles pictures of my stach. 👌🏽

Finally I closed with Destiel

English: There still scamers that believe one born yesterday.

[newobsessionincoming]

Alert 🚨 Misha is using destiel pick up lines to get his and his boyfriend’s shows renewed

[strawlessandbraless]

Misha has entered the chat

[castiel-left-his-mark-on-me]

Random Person: When you're together-- who's taller? You or Jensen? Misha: I'm taller. Random Person: Really? I thought Jensen was taller. Misha: No, when we're together, Jensen is on his knees.

[saratsuzuki]

[casdeanwin]

Jensen has started a #SaveTheWinchesters mission. Let's get on it folks. Not only was the show fantastic, but we need the opportunity for Cas to finally turn up! 🥰

[destielwarmsthecocklesofmyheart]

why was he screaming cas’s name… why was misha in a field… 14 cut scenes… the weird ass fall to the dungeon floor… the cut from carry on to carry on…

*im going insane*

[cursedbycastiel]

When you open a discord message and someone sends you a beautiful artwork of one of the most memorable Jenmish moments you had, you can’t help but be so touched and cry ��

Thank you so much @angelradioco for this wonderful gift.

🥹🫶🏻💙💚

#SaveTheWinchesters

#RenewGothamKnights

[destielcrack]

With the CW network canceling almost all scripted shows on its network, many great shows have been canceled or are facing the threat of cancellation. Gotham Knights is potentially one of the shows that unfortunately, could share this same fate.

Many fans all over the world support Gotham Knights and would love to see it continued for more seasons! Gotham Knights has an immense following all around the world. The show has been a massive success globally, where streaming services like HBOMAX and the CW app have continuously shown the series in the top 10 most watched of 2023, ranking number six for the current year and number three for the last two months with only the international hits "The Last of Us", and "Succession" ahead, respectively. That's astounding statistics considering the series has only been on the air for two months.

Gotham Knights is the most talked about show on the CW. From its gripping and action-packed storylines, to production and costume design, to the phenomenal acting talent of a diverse cast, there is constant buzz about potential award nominations for this series. Misha Collins, playing the tragic Harvey Dent who, eventually becomes the iconic villain Twoface, has been exceptional invoking the duality of an honorable and upstanding man, who succumbs to his darker, deadlier side. Olivia Rose Keegan, as Duela Doe, not only provides comic relief, but is also effective showing her vulnerable side.

If the show is canceled, then the producers of the show will have to find a new home for it. However, that's not an easy task. The CW network, as well as, Nexstar Media Group, Inc. will have to be convinced to sell the show to other networks or streaming services. I do believe, however, that with the show's immense popularity and success on HBOMAX and the CW app, that selling it would be the best option if it's not renewed. Considering its popularity worldwide, other networks and streaming services would hugely benefit from acquiring Gotham Knights due to its cheaper production costs and potential buyers of streaming memberships.

I was moved to start this petition because I believe that Gotham Knights is a television series that is needed on air and to be seen not only for its talented cast and hardworking crew, but also for its diversity and real life issues that people around the world suffer with. In today's political climate where discrimination is rampant, Gotham Knights, embraces a cast of characters, as well as, actors of different race, sexual orientation, and sexual identity. They promote inclusion and acceptance, especially with the LGBTQIA community. Gotham Knights's storylines are emotional and raw because they tackle issues that are relevant in the world today, such as, substance abuse, mental health issues, homophobia, transgender discrimination and income inequality. Gotham Knights deserves to be renewed!

I'm writing this because this is something I care about deeply and it won't happen without the support of people like you. Starting a petition isn't something would normally do, but I was moved to do so because not only is this a show that means so much to the fans but also, to the entire cast and crew, who worked with dedication and love to create a series that fans would adore. It would be incredibly sad to see them so disappointed. I know I'm not alone and together we can make this change happen. Please sign and share!

[shedontlovehuhself]

To anyone saying there "isn't a strong *renew Gotham Knights* push going on right now" - sorry, but that's bs. And yes, I saw that heller-🐚 anon post on here.

The reason that Natalie, Chad, and James(the GK showrunners) cannot promo nor tweet a renew GK push is due to the writers strike. Natalie has also mentioned that in an insta story as well.

However, costume designer Jennifer May Nickel and Tyler DiChiara started the renew GK push themselves. And being the absolute amazing humans they are, they included save the winchesters when they were not obligated to do so. Jennifer could have made her campaign and art about Gotham Knights and left it at that, but she didn't. They had #RenewGothamKnights tag trending and kept the The Winchesters tag going on Sunday. Even Tyler's boyfriend who is also on the GK crew got in on it and tweeted. And the other GK cast were retweeting and liking.

Not surprised seeing as they all work with a person who always puts others ahead of himself. Even when his friends don't return the sentiment. Speaking of Misha, pretty sure when Jennifer let him know of what her and the GK fans were doing for GK and TW that's when he shared her art with both the tags. His tweet bumped the already trending Renew Gotham Knights to a higher trending on Entertainment twitter all day today.

Lastly, Misha(and the other spn alumns) posted save TW because it's about their spn family they want to help. Again they don't have to, but they're all friends. Misha especially has a history of always helping promo J's projects without looking for anything in return(and rarely if ever reciprocated). So much so, that people in the fandom expect it from him( constantly @ him on twitter or post "why isn't Misha saying anything?") yet the fandom never expect the same from Jensen in the reverse.

[ziigee]

Checking and rechecking.. No new posts. No New Year wishes.

Where are they? 😭😭

Oh yeah, they have an active lifestyle unlike me 🙄

Miss them though.. 💙💚

Especially today.

Fck it's FRIDAY!? What happened to the rest of the week?

*let me just quietly panic over here..........

[ollydollycowbaby]

OH MY GOD....THEY HAVE CRAB DAY SHIRTS!!!!

[sherunsfaster]

endless edits of leah's wardrobe (4/∞)

[angelradioco]

I just realized that Misha wore Jensens shirt on JIB con. I mean, nothing new but just wanted to point it out.

[kingofbodyrolls]

Bangtan Christmas ‘24 | Hoseok fic recs

Merry Christmas & Happy Holidays! ❄️🎄

As the twinkling lights of the season surround us, I hope you’ve found some warmth and joy in the fics shared over these past 24 days. Whether you’ve devoured them all or haven’t had the chance to dive in yet, don’t worry—I’ve saved the best for last; a rec list ✨ This special rec list is my gift to you, filled with winter and Christmas-themed stories that bring me endless joy every year 🥰 It contains the fics I’ve reblogged all throughout December, BUT—also many Hoseok stories that I sadly didn’t have the time to read, but was on my Christmas to read list. Sometimes life just hits you… and I really wanted to include them to make the most spectacular rec list so that’s why they’re included ✨

A kind comment, a heartfelt message, even a simple like or reblog—it all makes a difference. You never know how much warmth a few words can bring to a writer’s heart, especially during the cold days of winter. And even if some of them are on hiatus and don’t respond, know that your appreciation is felt.

Before we dive into this treasure trove of stories, I want to take a moment to say an enormous thank you to all the writers out there. Your words weave wonders, creating characters and worlds that have made me smile, cry, and above all, feel deeply. So, thank you for crafting such brilliant art with your writing. You are a gift to this community, and we’re all better for it 💜

[Bangtan Christmas ‘24 masterlist] Note: the stories that I sadly didn’t get to read are marked with *.

⭐Fake Love @aquaminwrites [16.2k]  ⭐Ho Ho Horrible @ugh-yoongi [5.2k] ⭐Perfect Strangers @/kingofbodyrolls [19.7k] ⭐Home for Christmas @augustbutwinter [0.9k] ⭐When it Snows @augustbutwinter [4.4k] ⭐Grinchly, Yours @artaefact [15k] ⭐Love at First Snow @vanaera [16.9k] ⭐What I Wouldn’t Do @infireation [n/a] ⭐Tis the Season to be Freezin @solastia [3.6k] ⭐Kissing Santa Claus @army-author [1k] ⭐Next @dreamscript [2.8k] ⭐Metallic Snow @army-author [5.0k] ⭐Project Dream Girl* @bonvoyagenoona [35k] ⭐Just Like Christmas* @yeoldontknow [38k] ⭐A Holly, Jolly Crisis* @kpopfanfictrash [36.2k] ⭐Written on our Veins pt1* + Written on our veins pt2* @army-author [19.4k + 13.8k] ⭐Sleeping Bags (and other unconventional cures for Insomnia)* @boymeetsweevil [2.5k] ⭐Inebriate* @seokjxnnie [6.5k] ⭐Elf* @guksthighs [6.5k] ⭐And so it Begins* @seokstrivia [6.1k] ⭐Elf* @hamsterclaw [1.3k] ⭐The Holiday: Unplugged* @gukslut [17.4k] ⭐The Switch* @kookingtae [9k] ⭐The Compromise* @chim-chimmie [12.8k] ⭐Silver Bells and Cockle Shells* @readyplayerhobi [22.2k] ⭐Sleigh Bells Ring* @readyplayerhobi [10.2k] ⭐Secret Santa* @jjungkookislife [12.8k] ⭐Stay Warm This Winter* (discontinued series) @rosaetae [12.6k + 11.7k] ⭐Matters of the Heart* @hobidreams [13k] ⭐A Story Book Ending* @army-author [12.2k] ⭐Hit the Town* @joonthighs [3.7k] ⭐Snowed In* @untaemedqueen [15k]

I truly hope you find joy in diving into all these wonderful stories! 🥰 Thank you from the bottom of my heart for taking the time to explore this rec list. I couldn’t resist creating another one—I’ve missed it dearly. I know some of you enjoyed the monthly rec lists, so I hope this little collection brings a spark of joy to your holiday season.

If this list has brought a smile to your face, I kindly ask that you consider reblogging it. The more it’s shared, the more people can discover these incredible stories, and together, we can spread even more holiday cheer to the talented writers who make this season a little more magical with their words ❄️✨

Hello, lovely people! I’m Lissa, both a reader and a writer at heart. Though I don’t write much fanfiction these days, my love for reading and recommending fics burns as bright as ever. If you’re looking for more Bangtan fanfics to cozy up with, you’re more than welcome to follow me, or simply explore my rec library. There’s always something special waiting for you.

With all my love, and borahae always 💜

[ms-spkhd]

been dabbling in omegaverse lately, so congrats, you get an excerpt of one of my WIPs

(tw for period-typical homophobic and ableist language)

Funny. Eddie could have sworn that the padlock on his locker door had been completely intact when he last checked before first period biology. 

Well, he’d hoped, since he changed the little bastard three times since the school year started–some barbarous, degenerate dickheads thought ransacking his locker and painting freak across the walls would really warm the cockles of their sad, commiserable little hearts. But those hopes, puny at most, seem to be dashed the moment he dragged his feet back from his final class of the day and found his locker, visibly padlock-less. Fuck.

Eddie stares vacantly at the door.

Well, it’s not actually funny. The joke never is, anyway, but what’s really funny is that Eddie has absolutely no clue if this whole thing is a joke or not. There’s evidence of funny business, of course, but the door isn’t tagged with fag or spazz or that ever-prevalent freak. He turns his head from left to right, surveying his surroundings, but nobody’s huddled together and snickering behind their hands like he’s the punchline of a school-wide inside joke. The hallway is relatively empty, save for plucky junior Gareth who’s hurrying towards him with his backpack slung around his shoulder and–funnily enough–Harrington, who quickly averts his gaze when Eddie’s eyes fly past him. 

Eddie huffs. So much for a damn Alpha, huh? Can’t even make eye contact with the freak of five years worth of weeks.

“Eddie!” Gareth greets enthusiastically, skidding to a stop next to Eddie, “What’s up, man?”

“Somebody fucked with my locker,” Eddie says blankly and points to the door. “The lock’s gone.”

“Shit, that’s not good.”

“I concur,” Eddie mutters bitterly. “Should I open it?”

Gareth straightens and takes a defensive step away from the locker. “No way,” he insists. “Knowing those guys, they’d put live frogs in your locker.”

‘Those guys’ is too broad of a statement–it could be anybody, considering their steadfast placement at the rock bottom of Hawkins High’s metaphorical feudal system. Now that he thinks about it, with Harrington leaning faux-casually against the lockers and occasionally scratching at his nose, it ought to be the work of the basketball team; no doubt Billy or Jason at the forefront of it all.

There’s a faint stench of anticipation whirling around the air. Dread, Eddie realizes. It smells like…like freshly ground pepper and the dewy forest behind his trailer. Like dead leaves and suburban rot.

“I don’t hear any croaking,” Eddie says, resolving to approach the situation with some natural caution. He swallows a great big breath and opens his locker.

The good news is that there’s no frogs.

The bad news? What he finds instead is fucking confusing.

All four walls are spotless, apart from the tally-marks he scratched into the left wall with a nickel for every detention he’d score, and there isn’t a single textbook, notebook, or balled up wad of graphing paper out of place. But, smack dab in the middle of his locker, nestled between the half-eaten tuna sandwich he’d forgot about last Thursday and a dog-eared copy of Brave New World, is a ziploc baggie of chocolate chip cookies, a black velvet pouch, and a piece of lined paper folded into a neat square.

“Any animal bits?” Gareth asks.

“Worse,” Eddie confirms.

To start, the gifts and the free food aren’t usually a thing. In fact, they’re never a thing because Eddie’s not a hot item in the high school market. He’s nowhere near lukewarm, practically Antarctic, at that. He’s no Ubermensch Alpha, weighed heavy with the stink of fresh blood and ash, nor is he a simpering and sweet-blooded Omega. He’s a Beta, like the other 80% of the high school population. There’s no reverence in the way he’s treated–he isn’t worshipped for his ‘powerful masculinity’ like they would an Alpha, and they definitely wouldn’t idolize or protect him for his honest to goodness high fertility rates.

Eddie is just Eddie. No one would even think to look at him twice if he didn’t decide to scrap his normalcy for the ‘devil-worshipping freak’ shtick. Jocks with inferiority complexes loved him for that. They loved the big red target he painted on his back, how it made them feel powerful, like big tall Alphas that howled into the moon and shifted the tides. But he’s not weak–he knows he’s not weak. He yells and claws and makes a scene; lets them know he has just as much power as them.

But that’s beside the point. No one is kind enough to sneak nice shit into Swirlie-boy Munson’s locker without ransacking it.

Eddie fishes out the pouch from between the cookies and note and examines it carefully, as one does with a bomb or vial of rat poison. As he loosens its tie, the sickly smell of apprehension spikes with his heart rate. 

What he finds only compounds his confusion. 

“It’s a D20,” Eddie tells Gareth, feeling light-headed. Gareth squints at him, his face scrunched like his brain hasn’t caught up with the information yet, which Eddie thinks is fair enough.

The dice is a yellow like sunshine, like a dandelion pinched between his fingers when he was small. It’s beautifully shiny, polished enough for Eddie to nearly see his reflection on its surface. There’s not even a single stain of a fingerprint on it. God, it must be brand new. It’s beautiful.

“Holy shit,” Gareth says, dazed.

“There’s no way,” Eddie breathes out, because the universe couldn’t possibly be this kind to him. There’s gotta be a catch–what if it exploded? What if it’s blackmail? Oh, God, the note.

Eddie fumbles with the pouch and tosses it into Gareth’s hands, who holds it gently in both palms as if he’s nursing an injured mourning dove. Like a bat soaring out of hell with its ass ablaze, Eddie snatches the note out of his locker and almost rips it to shreds in his haste to unfold it.

Dear Eddie,

I know I’m not the best with words, but I need you to know how much I feel towards you. I feel like we’re both on different sides of the track, a real Romeo and Juliet type situation, if you ask me–you’re King of the underdogs. You fight for your friends and the little ones you keep under your wing, and you have no idea how much I admire you for that. I guess you’d call me King of the school, but I hate that title. It’s got a lot of baggage I don’t handle too well, and, well, I’ve never been brave about it. I watch you and I see braveness personified, and I know I never fought for you like you fought for the guys in your corner.

Not just that, you’re beautiful too. Every time you look at me I feel like I shot a three-pointer at the championship game. It feels like a winning move. Those eyes you have, they’re like stars. And, God, your scent is so good. Like ginger and cinnamon behind all that tobacco, I wish I could smell it forever.

I know I’m not the type of guy you’d go for, or the type of guy you even tolerate, but I hope you’ll give me a chance.

Yours, 

S.H.

(Ps. Sorry about the lock, I accidentally broke it trying to jimmy it open like an idiot. I’ll pay for it if you want me to.)

(Pps. Look behind you.)

The first thing Eddie registers is the overwhelming scent of peppercorn swirled together with rain-soaked oakwood. “Time and place?”

Eddie’s eyes widen before he whirls around and almost brains Steve fucking Harrington with the white-knuckled fist clenching his letter. Harrington dodges his swing swiftly, catching Eddie’s hand in his, and smiles expectantly.

Holy shit, holy shit.

Gareth is braced against the locker beside Eddie’s, eyebrows high into his hairline and mouth aghast like a suffocating walleye. His eyes dart back and forth between Eddie and Harrington like the latter is going to swing back and stuff both of them into a locker.

Eddie swallows, feeling ill and cotton-mouthed. He wrestles his hand out of Harrington’s grip, hard enough to almost slam his knuckles back into Harrington’s pretty face again, and shoves the note into his front pocket with a huff. He shoots a glance over at Gareth and gestures at him to find Jeff or Phil with a flick of his head.

Gareth, typical of his dutiful nature, flips Harrington off with both hands and scampers off, sneakers squeaking distantly against the linoleum flooring.

Once Gareth rears the corner, Eddie sets his jaw and squares his shoulders. “My bench behind the school,” he says rigidly. He’s going to set this right. “Now.”

Harrington’s eyebrows scrunch curiously. “What?”

Eddie grabs the lapels of Harrington’s Members Only jacket and yanks him forward with all the force he can. “I said now.”