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MILLIE BOBBY BROWN AND SADIE SINK SINGING TOGETHER

The professor who teaches metalworking and shop classes gets called the Old Professor, but he isn’t old. At least, he doesn’t look it. He gets called the Old Professor, but he calls himself Sequoia.

Sequoia is eight feet tall, with metal in his eyes and kindness in his hands and silence in his mouth. You’re a psych major without a drop of poetry in your soul but when you first heard his voice, something in your lizard-brain said “this is what a forest’s voice would sound like.”

There are indeed forests, inked into his dark brown arms - woods going up into misty mountains, ancient trees in forests primordial growing amongst ferns the size of houses, twiggy saplings rearing their heads above the fertile ash of pyroclasric flow.

There’s probably iron in the ink, an art major tells you. “Lots,” says another, subdued. “Red caps chased me to the shop building. He caught the leader by the arm and…I saw it burn.”

You don’t believe that, but it makes you shiver anyway. Even if his touch did burn Them, wouldn’t it be from the iron in his skin thanks to his line of work?

Among his red-black locs are iron rings made from old nails, silver rings so pure one of Them grumbled to you that they sing, and beads of green sea-glass and jade and one glittery chartreuse pony bead that Jimothy gave him in exchange for a whole sack of red ones. He’s free with the rings (usually to students) and the glass (usually to Them) but he treasures that damn ugly little plastic bead and you’ve seen him press it lightly to his mouth when he’s thinking.

Sequoia must have been a false name when he chose it. You don’t think anyone on campus would claim it is now. Really, you find that the most telling thing of all - though what it tells, you’re never sure.

But there is kindness in his hands, and welcome in his silence, and when you’ve all but fallen through his doorway with the tang of blood in the back of your throat from running and the sound of hooves behind you (not running; it would have been less frightening if whatever was back there had bothered to RUN) there is tea in his hands too, and you feel the hollow in your chest begin to heal as you pour out your story and your terror to a watchful face full of quiet interest and altogether free of judgement.

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Context: There’s been a group terrorizing this town- we were supposed to deliver a package to them but upon investigating, it seemed we were sent a gatling gun. So, of course, we set it up and used it on them instead after our bounty one shotted the head guy (in the head), as he had boasted he would, as he always does when it comes to gun fights.

Thief: “My first massacre…”
Cowboy: “You always remember your first!”
Me: “I only killed one guy! Well, that and tricking the entire group to come into range so you all could ambush them and open up fire on them with that gattling gun.”
DM: “Yeah, I’m sure you’ll sleep well tonight.”
Bounty hunter: “I always sleep well.”

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I love how these two have inadvertently adopted eachother. 

yESS Anon!!
But i am lowkey waiting for peter to go all Matilda on tony and pull out the adoption papers that hes been keeping on standby

“What if i adopt you and marry your aunt?”
“Dont be gross mr stark”

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A Place and A Feeling – realtor!Cas/house-hunting!Dean, 24k, CUTENESS OVERLOAD

Summary: Human AU. Dean Winchester still hasn’t found the perfect little house in the suburbs he’s always dreamed of. On the off-chance that another meeting with his totally adorkable realtor could finally change everything, Dean keeps going back to Castiel’s agency. Like Cas always says, home is both a place and a feeling. But what if the place Dean’s looking for is Castiel’s house, and the feeling is Castiel himself? 

Sometimes the most unprofessional choices lead to the most enjoyable personal consequences. This is one of those times.

also desk sex, Cas in glasses, and DOMESTIC GROSSNESS which is what we’re all here for right

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This is a great variation on the Timer Method!

AOS Fandom Preparing for the Framework Storyline.

AOS:  Welcome to the Framework!

Fandom:  Let us guess, we are about to go into a Darkest Timeline kind of thing.

AOS:  Yeap

Fandom: Our favorite characters twisted into dark mirrors of themselves. 

AOS:  Most likely

Fandom:  Characters returning…some we might not be too happy to see.

AOS:  We can neither confirm nor deny anyone but Ward right now.

Fandom:  Our ships and team family completely torn apart.

AOS:  Oh yeah.

Fandom:

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