My Shipper Heart Is Full Of Rainbows And Hope

Shaw x Root. Of love.
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***SPOILERS FOR PERSON OF INTEREST 1/6/2015***

As of last night, Shaw x Root hath become canon.

And I'm kinda freaking out about it.

I've never had a ship that's become canon before. It's a brave new world. A world full of hope and rainbows. Mostly the rainbows.

Of course, I've shipped canon ships, Sheldon and Amy for example. But I've never shipped something from its fledgling state unto existence before.

I'm all bubbly and happy inside. And I don't know why. It's not my OTP, more like the kind of ship one ships whilst watching the show, and then doesn't really think about for a week. But I can't help it. Maybe it's because it gives me hope for other ships. Maybe it's because they're adorable together. Maybe it's because I Googled them and like all my Google searches I ended up looking at harp seals.

I don't know. I just know I'm full of rainbows and hope. Also, if they kill off Shaw I will be writing a letter. That letter will be something along the lines off, "WHY MUST YOU HURT ME SO? *strong letter to follow*", but it shall be a letter. And it will probably be written in my tears. Or ink depending on how I feel.

One of the things that is coming up this year is guest blogging! I'm very excited at the prospect, so if you or someone you know would be interested, do tell me in the comments.

Ride On!

As it is the most traveled day in the year, I decided to do my post on horses. Cuz, ya know, horses being one of the first forms of transportation and all.  It started out pretty normal.

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Normal for us anyway.

Now, we have Susan. I love Susan, and respect his life choices.

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Then it got horrible. Get it? Like as in Doctor Horri--forget it.

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Then, after while... It...I...

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I don't understand, and I don't care. I just want to bask in the glory of the Rainbow Mer-Horse. I am a changed human being. Ride on, fanlings. Ride on.

Chuck Appreciation Post #ChuckRidesAgain

***SPOILERS FOR SUPERNATURAL'S 200th EP***

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If you live in or near the southeast, I would like to apologize for all the manic laughter and "I KNEW IT!"'s you likely heard during the past half hour. That was me. Sorry.

By the by, I KNEW IT I KNEW IT I KNEW IT.

I never wanted to believe Chuck was gone.

Were there doubters? Yes. People saying he had to be dead because of Kevin? Yes. Did I ever lose hope? Yes. That was about 15 minutes after they said he died. But then I did what I do best: hope, deny, and come up with elaborately unreal ways that what I wanted could have happened.

Who wants to carve this into the side of a church? No takers? Really?
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And look where I am now. Full of Chuck. This is what happens when you hope, children.

I love Chuck. He's so... Chuck. There aren't words. I am nominating him for the role of Patron Saint Of People Who Sit Around In Their Underwear All Day While They Write.  As there is a Patron Saint of Bathroom Breaks, I think it's reasonable. As I don't know the pope and am not Catholic, this may take a while. So, if you know the pope and/or are Catholic, drop him an e-mail for me, would ya? Thanks sweets. I might be the only one to ever... What do you even do with saints? Shine the saint signal? Saint dance?

I digress.

Chuck is fantastic. For many reasons. One of which is that he followed his passion/the voices in his head. Even when the publisher dropped him, he continued.

With some people, they write because they want to. With others *cough* me and Chuck *cough* we write because we need to. It's a need. Not a fleeting desire. I will always write. And so will Chuck. And that is one of the many reason why I love him. Viva la Chuck. See you soon, boo.