Somehow this became all about Grimm
And a fourth part to the Post-It Notes fic. This one has a little coda to it, but it deviates from the post-it note format, so I’m still working on it.
Title: Post-Its From The Trailer Part 4
Rating: T
Pairing: Nick/Monroe
Summary: Nick and Monroe communicate through a series of Post-it notes, left for each other in the trailer.
Silly little notes from Nick and Monroe to each other, as they move from friends to something else, and through their relationship.
30 Days of Grimm - Day 8 - What kind of Wesen would you be?
Fuchsbau, hands down. Because:
1. Look how amazing Rosalee looks, and while I am obviously not Rosalee, I do have red hair which would look awesome with the Fuchsbau fur.
2. Ian. Enough said.
Reblogging because they are perfection.
This is exactly how you do subtle, quiet moments of love and concern.
agentsquigglemonkey:
grimmophilia:
I am transfixed by his coat.
As nice as that coat is, I’m going to have to admit Nick’s hands to the hips action is distracting me.
Ngggh same. Nick does that a lot, too, flicking open his coat/hoodie/whatever and putting his hands on his hips, stance wide.I think he’s internally like, “yup, this is my badge, this is my gun, if you do anything wrong, the first lets me use the second.”
My favorite is when Nick puts his hands on his hips but all sassy-like. Adorable. Not sexy, but adorable. This is more badass take-charge hands-on-hips Nick. Sexxxxxxy. But I’m still more drawn to Renard’s coat. I just want to climb inside. Or something.
Omg, yes. Also can I just say how much I love that Nick has more than one hands on hips pose? The man is so good at expressive body language, it’s awesome.
agentsquigglemonkey:
grimmophilia:
I am transfixed by his coat.
As nice as that coat is, I’m going to have to admit Nick’s hands to the hips action is distracting me.
Ngggh same. Nick does that a lot, too, flicking open his coat/hoodie/whatever and putting his hands on his hips, stance wide.
I think he’s internally like, “yup, this is my badge, this is my gun, if you do anything wrong, the first lets me use the second.”
![#i don’t even know what i was talking about anymore #bella you broke me okay #i actually don’t believe my followers read all my tags #if you do #please #let me love you forever #your patience is the best #i don’t even know how i started tagging like a crazy #it actually started thanks to this blog #because on my personal my tags are ignored by most of my followers ;^; #not true but still #i just feel like tagging like a crazy here okay #grimm #just monroe #my edits #[i also am a big fan of when i start tagging like a crazy and then #i tag with normal stuff]
You know I always read your tags. XD I read everyone’s tags, man. That’s what I do.](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m65jdjOPb71rq82gwo1_500.jpg)
#i don’t even know what i was talking about anymore #bella you broke me okay #i actually don’t believe my followers read all my tags #if you do #please #let me love you forever #your patience is the best #i don’t even know how i started tagging like a crazy #it actually started thanks to this blog #because on my personal my tags are ignored by most of my followers ;^; #not true but still #i just feel like tagging like a crazy here okay #grimm #just monroe #my edits #[i also am a big fan of when i start tagging like a crazy and then #i tag with normal stuff]
You know I always read your tags. XD I read everyone’s tags, man. That’s what I do.
Nick’s perfect fucking face.
Why is his smile so amazing I don’t understand.
Damn it Nick. Stop being perfect.
Watching Cold Case, and I found Hap! Awesome, he’s in this episode, this is going to be-
And he’s dead.
His character was awesome, too.
HAP WHY DO YOU ALWAYS SHOW UP, BE AWESOME, AND THEN DIE?
And a third part to the Post-Notes from the trailer verse. …at some point I will actually write something else.
Title: Post-Its From The Trailer Part 3
Rating: T
Pairing: Nick/Monroe
Summary: Nick and Monroe communicate through a series of Post-it notes, left for each other in the trailer.
Silly little notes from Nick and Monroe to each other, as they navigate having a relationship along with Grimm stuff.
The Wolf and the man - The brothers Grimm
Once on a time the fox was talking to the wolf of the strength of man; how no animal could withstand him, and how all were obliged to employ cunning in order to preserve themselves from him. Then the wolf answered, “If I had but the chance of seeing a man for once, I would set on him notwithstanding.” “I can help thee to do that,” said the fox. “Come to me early to-morrow morning, and I will show thee one.” The wolf presented himself betimes, and the fox took him out on the road by which the huntsmen went daily. First came an old discharged soldier. “Is that a man?” inquired the wolf. “No,” answered the fox, “that was one.” Afterwards came a little boy who was going to school. “Is that a man?” “No, that is going to be one.” At length came a hunter with his double-barrelled gun at his back, and hanger by his side. Said the fox to the wolf, “Look, there comes a man, thou must attack him, but I will take myself off to my hole.” The wolf then rushed on the man. When the huntsman saw him he said, “It is a pity that I have not loaded with a bullet,” aimed, and fired his small shot in his face. The wolf pulled a very wry face, but did not let himself be frightened, and attacked him again, on which the huntsman gave him the second barrel. The wolf swallowed his pain, and rushed on the huntsman, but he drew out his bright hanger, and gave him a few cuts with it right and left, so that, bleeding everywhere, he ran howling back to the fox. “Well, brother wolf,” said the fox, “how hast thou got on with man?” “Ah!” replied the wolf, “I never imagined the strength of man to be what it is! First, he took a stick from his shoulder, and blew into it, and then something flew into my face which tickled me terribly; then he breathed once more into the stick, and it flew into my nose like lightning and hail; when I was quite close, he drew a white rib out of his side, and he beat me so with it that I was all but left lying dead.” “See what a braggart thou art!” said the fox. “Thou throwest thy hatchet so far that thou canst not fetch it back again!”
END
Everything about this post is perfection.
I’m starting to think that John Watson and Monroe buy their clothes at the same shop.
And now I want a crossover.
