Scars like this may fade but they’ll never go away.
"And just what the hell am I supposed to do with these?"
"I requested minions of darkness, and you gave me fluffy jellybeans."
au: helena’s first christmas eve
Cats do this because its a hunting instinct to snap the neck of their prey.
*the more you know*
It’s a murderer instinct but holy shit it’s so cute.
Fun Fact: The little shaking move they do when they pick up toys in their mouths is the one for snapping necks.
This one’s actually for disemboweling. And it’s adorable.
The cutest murder machines ever.
ugh the white dress the paradise in the background the wind in her hair, helena is dead. she’s been reunited with christina she’s been cleansed of all her pain and darkness, and now she’s waiting for myka to join her., although truthfully I like my helana tinged with a little darkness,
No no see that expression? That is ache and regret and forever just a little bit out of reach. Helena is dreaming. Of Myka. Because Myka lost her battle to cancer before they ever had a chance to say goodbye and so that was Myka’s one last wish. To see Helena and tell her she was forgiven and that Myka would be waiting for her, when Helena was done *living.” Myka thinks she’s telling Helena to go and live her life but Helena already knows…she’s going to be seeing Myka very soon. She just hopes Myka can forgive her…
…BOTH OF YOU GO TO YOUR ROOM.
as I was scrolling down I saw Helena as a figment of Myka’s fading mind, she’s propped up on a hospice bed in the B&B and can no longer tell what’s real and what’s not, her shallow breaths aren’t getting her cancer-defeated body enough oxygen, and light from outside confuse her making it hard to focus on what’s around her, or even what’s in her imagination, but she’s sure SURE, this time that when she sees Helena it’s because the woman has actually come home from Wisconsin, home to Myka, and is ready to say the words that Myka could die peacefully finally knowing for sure, Bering and Wells, and they’re both always dead or dying or killing themselves or each other or the world, (Typey!)
I will reblog this everytime without a doubt