castiel’s ‘kidnap exchange’ face is fucking hilarious
"they made me ride in the backseat they wouldn’t let me touch the radio they drove so slow dean they didn’t stop at wendy’s once dean please stab these people”
“In a world where people don’t see in color until they find their true mate”
OH MY GOD
HELLO YES I WOULD LIKE ONE 40K FIC PLEASE
OMG I NEED TO WRITE THIS STEREK FICI’LL GET THE JOHNLOCK ONE JUST AS SOON AS I GET DONE WITH ANOTHER PROJECT… UNLESS SOMEONE ELSE GETS TO IT FIRST.
Sherlock grimaced at the slide, wishing for the umpteenth time that he could see the color on the slide. Not that he wanted the complications that would come from what that meant, mind you. He heard Mike walk in talking to someone behind him.
"Good, you’re here. Mike, tell me what color you see on the slide," Sherlock commanded without looking up.
"Ah, sure, one second," Mike said as he hung up his coat. Sherlock stood and backed away from the microscope as Mike introduced his friend. "Sherlock Holmes, John Watson. John Watson, Sherlock Holmes."
Sherlock stared at the new man, “Your eyes! They’re blue!” he said startled as the grey world began to crystallize into color around him, instinctively knowing what each color was. The blond man looked at him startled.
"Yes, so I’ve been told." John stammered, "And your’s…they’re…well what color are they exactly?"
Sherlock’s heart sank. This had been known to happen before, one’s true mate not actually being able to reciprocate the feelings of the other.
"No really, they’re hard to pin down," John said as he searched the taller man’s face, "I can’t tell if they’re blue or green or something in between. I thought we were supposed to know which colors were which."
OH GOD YES YES YES YES
I CAN BREEEEEAAAATTTHHHEEEE