and nobody wants to see that

finding the words pt. 1

so i’m a real sucker for soulmates. any sort of soulmate related plot-line and I am there. one of my favourite, less popular ideas is where whatever you think of your soulmate appears on their body in writing, so… here it is (also please note that for the purposes of this fic both eddie and richie are eighteen years old). 

“Look,” said Bill, holding his wrist up in front of Eddie’s face “Do you see it? I woke up this morning and it was there.” 

“You’d need to be blind not to.” Eddie answered, and it was true enough. The letters were all bold and dark against his friend’s skin as though whoever had thought it had done so with no small amount of conviction. Now it’d be impossible to see him and not know. 


It was true. Bill was the sort of guy who had goodness just radiating out of him, like the prince in a Disney movie or Clark Kent. He wasn’t a pushover by any means and he wasn’t without wit, he was just agreeable. In fact, he was probably one of the most agreeable people that Eddie had ever met. There wasn’t one bad bone in Bill Denbrough’s body. 

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The Hunchback of Notre Dame  {Sentence Starters}

  • “Who is this creature?“
  • “My conscience is clear.“
  • “How dare you defy me?“
  • “Be mine or you will burn.”
  • “The only fool I see is you!“
  • “You sure? Good day to try.“
  • “I ask for nothing. I can get by.”
  • “You do what you think is right.“
  • “You there, what are you hiding?”
  • “It’s not my fault! I’m not to blame!”
  • “You make your point quite vividly.”
  • “What? What am I supposed to do?“
  • “A lesson needs to be learned here.“
  • “But, she will be mine or she will burn.”
  • “Did you make all these things, yourself?”
  • “Just as soon as I free this poor creature.“
  • “Who is the monster and who is the man?”
  • “I’m sending it back to hell, where it belongs.“
  • “Will today be the day? Are you ready to fly?“
  • “You’ve got a funny way of showing gratitude.“
  • “I’m tired of trying to be something that I’m not.“
  • “You idiot! That wasn’t kindness, it was cunning!“
  • “Why is it, whenever we meet, I end up bleeding?“
  • “Are you always this charming, or am I just lucky?“
  • “You’re lucky. That arrow almost pierced your heart.“
  • “Go on. Nobody wants to be cooped up here forever.“
  • “I don’t know if you can hear me… or if you’re even there.”
  • “Shh. You’ll hide here until you’re strong enough to move.“
  • “Speaking of trouble, we should have run into some by now.“
  • “All my life, you have told me that the world is a dark, cruel place.“
  • “Alright, alright, just calm down. Just give me a chance to apologize.”
  • “You leave town for a couple of decades and they change everything.“
  • “You speak of justice, yet you are cruel to those most in need of your help!“
  • “But, now I see that the only thing dark and cruel about it is people like you!“
  • “You know I’m so much purer than the common, vulgar, weak, licentious crowd!”
  • “Candlelight, privacy, music. Can’t think of a better place for hand-to-hand combat.”
  • “Life’s not a spectator sport. If watching is all you’re gonna do, then you’re gonna watch your life go by without you.”

anonymous asked:

Could you please not do a heart whatever weekend? Your writing is terrible please stop flooding the tags with crap nobody wants to read. Your ideas are over done and boring, if you had an original thought your so called “tumor” would probably burst.

The words from my husbands lips “Your so called tumor? Cause we’ve never heard that one before.” *eye roll*
Hey if you want to pay a doctor bill for proof. It’s about 4,000 to see my Neurologist every four months. Let me know peach(:

Bashing my writing? Really? You’re going to go with that? Of all the things you can pick on me for? Well my parents raised me on being picked on so your bullshit effects me none. My mom has better burns and mean comments, so if you could, please step up your game, or please move to the left where you don’t matter. Thank you.

If you can’t laugh at your own writing, it’s people like you who will make a writer hate everything you do in life. You can not make me hate my writing, because even if you hate it. At least I had more Ovaries to write it down and put it out on the internet.

So please sit the fuck down and shut your trap, you’re not better than me, I’m not better than you. But you are a coward, where as I at least don’t send people hate mail. Now I’ll be watching my TV show and eating my snack, while laying in bed with my husband. I live a very happy life, please try not to put your annoying bullshit on my pretty life.

derya-blog  asked:

._. April...I was changing myself in my room to then go sleep (lazy to get down to the bathroom to change of clothes) I wanted to take off my socks and by the way I looked to my 'forelegs' (? we say forearms so forelegs ?? idk) and I noticed that they were different like the left one seemed more muscle than the right one, and indeed it is that.. my right leg is like jelly while the left one is strong.. I'm so strangely constituted.. now I only think about this and how weird it must appear..

Girl, I am 99.9% positive that is something nobody else will ever notice. Of course you see it because you’re your own biggest critic. No one else is going to see if one of your legs is slightly different from the other. Please don’t add it to your list of insecurities because you are beautiful just the way you are

anonymous asked:

I see you talking about the issue with sexualizing the losers club/child actors, and while I'm not arguing how come the peeps shipping Bill and Bev with Pennywise as kids are floating (geddit) under the radar? I mean that's part of it but mostly people talk about the people who are +18 self inserting themselves into relationships with the losers or sexualizing the actors and there is nobody talking about the fics pairing Pennywise with the underage losers. (Adult is fine)

Well, I reblogged that post regarding the sexualization of the child actors/losers club because that was what popped up on my dash. Point me in the direction of other posts talking about how wrong it is to sexualize the losers with Pennywise, if there is any, and I will reblog that too.

Actually, I saw a post yesterday in which Pennywise was drawn with a 17 year old Eddie, doing…well, something I didn’t want to see. It really made me feel sick, and you are right, anon, people should talk about this too how gross it is to write fics or draw art that is about pedophilia, basically. I had to unfollow people who reblogged stuff like this, not because I personally have a problem with the bloggers, but since I had that arguement with that anon a while ago about how Pennywise is not a pedo and god…I tried to prove my point to him/her regarding this in many many posts, I feel it would be hypocritic move to keep following blogs that support stuff like this. 

The way I see it, whether we are talking about fictional or non-fictional people, fans should not:

  • sexualize the losers club
  • the child actors 
  • make Pennywise a pedo
  • ship Pennywise with any of the losers (adult or not)
  • think it is okay to be disrespectful towards the child actors who expressed diapproval regarding certain ships (poor Jack and Finn)

Just think about it for a second, how would you feel if you co-starred with someone in a movie, you became good friends, and then you would be bombarded with messages/fanarts etc. that imply you two should be a couple. Would you be happy? I don’t think so. And then, after you politely ask these people to stop, you get hate. What would you say, huh? 

Crazy fans like them make me feel ashamed that I am part of all this. That’s exactly why I don’t refer to myself as a fan. I don’t even like saying I belong to the fandom. I hate the ‘word’ fan because in the past few years, I came across many of these disturbed fans, and frankly, I don’t want to be viewed as someone who is into the same disgusting stuff as these so called fans. So, I am just a girl who’s in love with Pennywise and the movie itself. I salute everyone who was involved in making this masterpiece. And of course, I would like to talk to people about Pennywise, the movie etc. who are not part of the crazy side of this community. 

If I offended someone with my opinion, well…you don’t have to accept it, you can unfollow me, I don’t care. If you agree, we are automatically friends.   

brazenbells replied to your post: okay but how the fuck does Celebrían qualify as a…

In my experience, it’s because she’s a named female character married to a dude people want to slash. I don’t see it as much in Silm fandom, but back when I was in LOTR fandom every. single. fic had her as a terrible person who had never loved Elrond and abandoned her children, or else who had made Elrond fall in love with her using her womanly wiles and then dropped him at the first sign of trouble (b/c she just needed to be “stronger”, you know)

I’d completely forgotten about that tendency because (thank God) nobody does that anymore in my circles of influence (this is why I left the LotR fandom behind)

thank you for refreshing my memory, except now I’m reminded of how much I hate slash-fiction-written-for-straight-girls

Nobody Messes with a Winchester

Plot: When Dean finds out that he not only has a daughter, but that she is being abused he beyond mad. Going against his better judgment he brings her back to the bunker before going after the people that dared to lay a finger on her. After all, nobody messes with a Winchester and gets away with it.

Pairing: You’ll see 

Warning: violence, mentions of physical and sexual abuse 

Rating: M for mature 

Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Castiel and Elena Winchester

Author’s note: This is going to be a series and it will, later on, join forces with another fandom

Originally posted by itisjustmylittleworld

Originally posted by sooper-dee-dooper-natural

   I sighed as I turned the corner, slowing down so I could give myself a little bit more time before entering my house. I wanted to run, to turn around and leave my mother and step father behind me, to make them nothing more than a nightmare. I couldn’t though, the cop following me, reporting my every move back to his boss and my step father, saw to that. I held not only my own life in my hands, but the lives of every family on the police force in our small town. To run would mean not only my death, but the death of the family of the office who let me run. 

   In truth, the other officers wanted me gone as much as I did, but none of us were able to make it happen. My mother had married a monster and in doing so became on herself. I let out a sigh as I once again thought of my father. The little I did know about him came from my grandparents, who had taken pitty on me a few years ago and told me all that they knew about him. His name was Dean Winchester and he, along with his brother Sam had both once been wanted by the police but were later found innocent. Now they traveled around doing, something. The only picture I had of him was an old mug shot, but I had memorized it regardless. Suspected killer aside, he had to be better than my mother and her husband. 

   The sound of a car door slamming shut down the street, brought me back to the present and with it the sinking realization that I was home. The house was quiet but that hardly meant much. They were both probably drunk and planning new ways to punish me. While they could get creative, they never swayed from what they knew. Rape and branding seemed to be their favorite, at least it’s the usual form of punishment I received. Shivering more from the thought of what awaited me inside, than the winter chill, I looked a head towards the sounds of voice, my breath catching in my throat as I did. 

   Three men were slowly making their ways towards me, or to the diner that laid a little ways behind me. I had never met them, but I knew two of them. The one with long shaggy brown hair was my uncle and standing beside him, was my father. I took a deep breath, quickly glancing between my house and my father. It only took me a few seconds to make up mind on which one I wanted to chance more. Taking a deep breath I squared my shoulders and called out to them. 

   “Are you Dean Winchester?” At once all three were staring at me, the man in question clearly deciding on wither or not to answer. I bite my lip as I waited, silently preying that he would. It took the man in the trench coat, his eyes wide as they met my own, elbowing him for him to answer. 

   “Yeah, why?” He asked, frowning as he looked me over. I blushed, taking a deep breath to steady myself before answering. 

    “Because my name is Elena Claire and I’m your daughter. I also need your help.” At once he turned to the man in the trench coat, his eyes shooting up in disbelief when he instantly nodded, answering whatever silent question Dean had asked. 

   “I see. Do you need money?” He asked slowly, eyeing my outfit slowly. I blushed, realizing yet again that I probably looked like a homeless person. 

   “No. I need you to get me out of here. I don’t have to stay with you, but I need you to at least me get away from here.. After that I’ll leave you alone if you want.”

   “Why do you want to leave? Won’t your mother be worried about you?” His brother asked, frowning when I instantly shook my head. 

   “No. Or at least she might but I don’t care. See her and her husband, well they uh abuse me. He rapes me and she will burn me afterwards, my punishment for sleeping with him. It’s daily and I can’t go to the cops because he is the cops. The sheriff at least and he’s threatened the force to keep quite when it comes to me. He told them if they help me, then he’ll kill their families. But if you took me outside the city limits there isn’t much he can do. All you have to do is tell any cop that asks that your my father and after hearing what was going came to take me to live with you. You can, after all, go to someone a lot higher up than him so he’ll me go. So long as he thinks I’m with you, I’ll be safe. I don’t even have to actually stay with you, so long as he thinks it.” I said at once, biting my lip as I finished. All three men were staring at me with the same blank expression that one gets when trying to process difficult news. 

   “I’ll get you out of here.” Dean said slowly, staring me as he slowly slipped off his jacket. “But you’ll stay with me. That’s the deal.” He walked towards me as he finished, placing the jacket around my shoulders. Once I was wrapped in the soft brown leather, he gently pushed a strand of hair from my face. “I can’t offer you much. I’ll have to leave a lot, for long periods of time for my job and you won’t be able to come with me. However, I can promise you safety, warm clothes and food. All you have to do is say yes.” 

   “That’s it.” I said slowly, blinking back the tears that threatened to over flow the moment he agreed to take me away. “All I have to do is stay and I won’t have to see them again.”

   “That’s it. Hell even if you said you wouldn’t stay, I wouldn’t allow them to harm you anyway. Your a Winchester kid and that means something.” He grunted as threw myself at him, clinging to him as I began to cry. Slowly he hugged me back, rubbing soothing circles on my back as he whispered that I was okay now. That I was safe. 

   “I’ll stay.” I whispered, as I pulled back, wiping the tears away as I did. I couldn’t say for sure, but for some reason I suddenly felt safe, a feeling I hadn’t felt in a long time. 

   “Good. Now come on, let’s get you some food. We’ll get you some more clothes afterwards.” He said, his voice husky as he turned to glance at the two men over his shoulder. “Come meet you niece.” At once they moved towards us, both smiling kindly at me. 

   “I’m Sam, but if you want you can call me Uncle Sam.” The man with long hair said with a smile, holding his hand out towards me. I shook it, squealing in surprise as he suddenly pulled me into a hug. 

   “I’m Castiel, though they call me Cas.” The man in the trench coat said as Sam let me go. He held his out towards me, shaking my own firmly when I placed it gently in his.

  “Well you know me, but uh, if your okay with it, you can call me dad.” Dean said after moment, rubbing his neck. I blushed but nodded, whispering a quiet okay dad, that him blushing in return. After a moment Sam coughed, earning us all to look at him. 

   “Well I don’t know about you three but I’m fairly hungry.” I nodded eagerly, smiling as he linked his arm with my own and began leading me to the diner. Castiel and Dean followed behind us, both of them with their heads bent in the middle of a conversation. “So what do you want?”

   “A cheese burger with fries.” I replied at once, looking at him in confusion when he instantly burst out laughing. 

   “Your dad always gets the same thing.” He explained when he noticed my confusion. I smiled at that, taking some pride in the fact that I got more than my looks from the man.. 

   Dean’s P.O.V

     “So.” I said as we sat down, my sight glued to the girl. From the moment we met, I haven’t been able to stop watching her, making a mental check list of everything she had gotten from me. The more the list grew, the more happy I felt. She was mine, my flesh and blood, and now my responsibility. A part of me, the part I should be listening to, was screaming that I was about to put her in more danger than she already was. Yet another part, a much bigger one too, was telling me that I couldn’t let her leave. Her words were still echoing inside my head, the confession of her abuse causing me to see red, making the desire to protect her even harder to resist. I wanted to know more, yet at the same time was scared to find out. So instead I decided to learn more about her. “Tell me about yourself.”

   “Well I’m 16, almost 17.” She started, taking a small sip of the water in front of her. “I’m a music freak, despite not getting to hear it often. I mean have my Ipod, I saved up for months for it, though it’s at my grandparents. My favorite bands are All Time Low, Blink 182 and Green Day, though I like the classic bands like Guns and Roses too. I also write a lot, stories I mean, never finished them though. I also read a lot. My favorite is Harry Potter.” She came to a halt when the waitress arrived, shrinking back into her seat and moving that she was hidden behind Sam. At once Sam placed an arm around her, leaning down to whisper something in her ear that had her letting out a soft giggle. I smiled, shaking my head as I turned to the waitress. She was watching Elena, a fond smile on her face and relief in her eyes. 

   “Two cheese burgers with extra fries and two cokes.” I said after moment, causing the girl to turn her attention to me. At once she smiled, writing it down as Sam and Cas gave their own orders. As she left, I turned back to Elena, smiling at her she slowly sat back up. “Do you know her?” A part of me was afraid to ask but another was still curious as to her reaction. Slowly she nodded, biting her lip and looking off towards the waitress before answering. 

   “She’s my aunt, my moms younger sister. She uh, knows all about it.”

  “Do you think she’ll say anything?” Sam asked, looking from her to me, a silent question in his eyes. He wanted to know what I would if she did, if her mother and step father were to appear. 

   “Well if she does, I’ll get to tell them the new custody arrangement  in person.” I said at once, sending Elena a soft smile. Slowly I reached across the table, taking her hand in my own. “You don’t have to be afraid of any more. I’m going to protect you, I promise.”

       I walked into the house, wrinkling my nose at the smell. It had been a few hours since Elena had told us everything they had done to her and since she had fallen asleep in Sam’s lap after crying herself out. Right now she was safe at the motel with Cas, allowing Sammy and I to confront her abusers. They weren’t home, no doubt looking for her or causing trouble else where, so strode into the kitchen and took a seat. At once I threw my feet on the table, crossing them at the ankles and turning to stare at the front door, Sam moved behind, texting Cas no doubt. In the few hours we have known her, Sam has become extremely attached to her girl, we all had. It wasn’t hard. Even as shy and timid as she was, she had a warm heart that made everyone around her love her, well almost everyone. 

    “Cas says she’s still asleep.” He said quietly, moving to stand behind me. I opened my mouth to respond when the sound of the front door being thrown open cut me off. At once turned towards it, glaring at the couple that were coming in. Silently I began tapping my thumb against the table, eager to get out of here and away from the thoughts that came with it. Still I had to deal with them, with her monsters. 

   “Dean.” The women gasped, her eyes growing wide as she saw me. I nodded, trying to remember her but failing. She had changed, clearly, and no longer looked like anyone I had once been with. Behind her, his eyes growing wide with rage, was Brian, the man behind it all. “What are you doing here?”

   “I came for my daughter.” I snarled, swinging my feet off the table and standing up. Sam moved behind me, pushing his jacket back to show the gun that hung at his waist. “I heard about what you have been doing to her. I know all about the rape, the burns, everything. I came to discuss to the new custody agreement.” I moved towards them, being careful to show Brian the gun that I had as I did. “It’s pretty easy. She’s mine. She comes with me, stays with me and neither of you see her again. If you do, well, it won’t well.” As I finished I pulled my gun out, placing it under her chin with a cruel smile. 

   “If either of you come around my daughter again, I’ll kill you. She’s a Winchester and nobody, harms a Winchester and gets away with it.” I hissed, pulling the gun away and slamming the butt of it into her jaw, the same time Sam gave the same treatment to Brian. “She’s also my little girl and I will kill for her.”

anonymous asked:

Are you still into de KH AU? I loved seeing Lance in the organization... Wait... So if Lance is a nobody who's the original?

I’m into all my AUs but I have so much things to draw

and so much interest I want to draw - and no time. I can’t come after all hahah I am sorry.

But I never thought so far. Maybe the 80ties Lance xD No he would be the same actually. He should have another name in the organistaion…

Lxcean for Lance xD
and Khteix for Keith? .. omg no. But they would look and be the same. I just wanted them to be in the organisation, because my heart belongs to Roxas and Axel.

Here is Adult Torne Verse Xenon I did in the stream no one came to but one person, he would be about 100 years old now. He would probably have a more stern personality and he would want respect at this point because he feels entitled to it. 

He’s the “queen” of the multiverse and he will get respect. He would also be ten feet tall at this point because normal Xenon will keep growing and he would reach that height around 50. 

He looks like a scary man, but he’s actually a cuddle bunny. Especially to his kids. He is very prideful also. 

The Allen’s Triplets


·         I think that Sebastian would be the first born, then Barry and finally Bart

·         Pretty sure that Barry would be a child who just can’t be quiet and curious about everything (poor Mrs. and Mr. Allen)

·         Sebastian would be a cool kid but don’t you dare touch his little brother or he will be your worst nightmare

·         I see Bart like a quiet child, he would never talk if he thinks that it’s not important. You would never heard him if he doesn’t want to

·         But they’re happy little boys

·         The night of the death of their mother, the triplets saw the killer but Sebastian didn’t say he saw a man in a yellow suit because he knew that nobody would ever believe in what they saw whereas Barry and Bart tried so hard to explain what they saw this night.


·         Since they lived at the West’s house, Sebastian would be a little harsh on Joe and Iris he is only nice with his brother, because they are his family

·         Barry tried his best to be nice toward the West family like his mother always wanted him to be

·         Bart wouldn’t be harsh but he was not a easy teenager to deal with

·         He would be the teenager who is so insecure with himself, so much nightmare and didn’t say a word about his shit

·         Sebastian was send to the Dalton Academy whereas Barry and Bart were send to McKinley High School

·         At McKinley, Barry and Bart are two different personality to the school

·         Because Barry would be a literal walking sunshine whereas Bart would be an anxious strange introvert

·         However, Barry will always be here for his baby brother just as Sebastian is ready to treat every single people who is harsh on his little brothers, don’t mess with him, he could kill you

·         When Barry and Bart learnt that their big brother is going to be a singer in his school, they freak out because: wow, Sebastian is going to be a celebrity!

·         They are presents in every representation with Joe and Iris to support him and sometimes, they’re too loud but Sebastian is always proud of his little brothers even if they literally scream to encourage him

·         But, when they heard what Sebastian do to Blaine, they were so disappointed about him

·         Joe was so mad at him, he screamed so loud, Iris didn’t say anything but she didn’t talk to him for day

·         Barry didn’t talk to him either, he just stared at him and leaves

·         Bart was the worst; he saw Sebastian as his own hero, he wanted so bad to be like his big brother

·         So he didn’t say anything, he just look so disappointed at his brother

·         Sebastian just feels his heartbreaking

·         It’s only when he apologizes to Blaine that finally Bart talk to him again

-Adulthood and superpower-

·         I see Sebastian as a teacher, I don’t know why but he would be great… I think

·         Barry works as CSI

·         Bart could be a detective because he’s so smart and he wants justice for victims

·         When Barry was shoot by the lightning, Bart was with him so they were both shoot

·         Sebastian was everyday at STAR Lab to see his brother

·         Bart’s face burned because when he was hit by lightning, he fell on a shelf of chemical products

·         So, when he wakes up, he’s more insecure about himself even if Barry and Sebastian try to cheer him up like the overprotective brothers that they are

·         Barry, Bart and Sebastian freaking out when they discovered the Speedforce (more Sebastian because, omg what they are going to do about this power?)

·         Sebastian didn’t like Wells (because you know The Evil feel the Evil)

·         but likes Cisco who is funny and understand Caitlin with her lose

·         Bart is suspicious about Wells too but didn’t say his fear

·         Barry trust Wells because he is his hero

·         Well is the cause of so many fight between the triplets

·         Barry becomes the Flash whereas Bart choose to become Savitar

·         And again, Sebastian is worried as fuck

·         His baby brother ready to beat the villains

·         But he trusts them enough to let them fight crime

·         And he involved with every case


·         Obviously, Barry is in love with Iris

·         Since the childhood

·         Sebastian would be a little demon about this relationship, everyday he teases his little brother who is so annoyed by his childish big brother

·         Sebastian takes the money from Bart because they bet on when Barry will ask Iris out

·         I can perfectly imagine Bart being in love with Caitlin just because she would be so kind to him even if he has the face half-burned and being an anxious quiet young man

·         Caitlin being in love with him because he would never let her down even in her Killer Frost mode; he believe in her just as much as she believe in him, he know she can control her own power and being good

·         I would ship Sebastian and Leonard Snart because why not?

·         At the beginning, Sebastian is so annoyed by the man

·         Sebastian being his sassy bitch self

·         Len is the same to Sebastian

·         Cisco, Barry, Bart, Caitlin and Iris are the most supportive of the ship even Lisa and Mick are suspicious about them and bet a lot

·         Love/Hate relationship

·         But they’re happy with this

okay i promised a compilation post a couple of days ago so…. here is how you get drunk with Cass

if your endurance is 6 or lower, you’re basically fucked

you still get Cass to sell her caravan though. she just wanted a drinking buddy. she’s good

if your endurance is 7 or 8, you and Cass end up having a draw? basically?

if your endurance is 9 or 10, you outdrink her. she’s amazed

and that’s it. there are some easier ways to make Cass sell her caravan and i never even could pass this 75 barter check (i cheated this time…), but it’s hilarious and it just shows that fallout: new vegas has so… so many possibilities

you’re so good at making others feel good. always there when they need you. excellent for a joke or prepared with the right kind of distraction. good at listening. an arm to hold on to.

and you tell yourself it’s just that you’re trying to be a good person, but maybe it’s that you feel good for a second only when you make other people feel good. so you do things like go to their parties you won’t dance at and make them pies you won’t eat and kiss people you don’t love and drink things you don’t want and tell them advice you won’t follow and laugh, always.

and that makes you feel like a bad person, because sometimes when you’re sitting there, and they’re raw and spreading, you wonder why they don’t see your blood too

and gosh, isn’t it selfish when you open your mouth and say the truth: nobody wants that from you. everybody just wants you to listen. and be good. and swallow the knuckles off your pointer fingers and wrap yourself in muslin and follow the river into the deepest parts of the ocean. 

you’re so good at making others feel good. there’s always a better rug but you’ll lie down for them anyway. there’s always a better highway but you’re already driving. and who cares that you need help. who cares if you’re dying. it’s all you, and you’re all good, and it’s okay, because you can floor the gas and people will just think you’re unafraid of dying.

but you are unafraid of dying.

hunk and keith headcanons [insert sunglasses emoi] 

  • “so hunk…how do you feel about cryptids?” “oh god. you’re just like pidge.” “don’t worry. we’ll convert you.”
  • a month later// hunk: i’ve decided my favorite cryptid is the jackalope. it’s cute and seems arguably nonviolent keith: oh that’s a good one. my favorite cryptid is pidge pidge, in the other room: i Heard that
  • hunk tries to help make the food coran cooks more palatable for all of them but keith is such a fucking picky eater when he’s able to be
  • hunk: how is it that you ate canned pears for months at a time and were satisfied but now that you’re in space you’ve decided to get all choosy
  • hunk is a really nice guy but that doesn’t mean that he won’t stand up for himself lmao so keith gives him an attitude he gives it right back
  • keith is secretly impressed
  • keith wants to be as strong as hunk wtf…hunk could lift the whole ship if he wanted to probably
  • but hunk is modest so keith says this to him one day and he almost passes out 
  • keith’s work here is done
  • hunk is the only person who can make keith laugh until he cries and nobody else understands it it’s a fucking anomaly
  • how does he do it? teach them hunk
  • keith feels most comfortable discussing concerns with hunk or shiro but because shiro is having such a tough time he starts going to hunk more and it’s really so hard for him to open up to people but it seems so nonthreatening when it’s hunk he’s talking to…it’s weird but he can dig it
  • and hunk never judges him or makes him feel unintelligent for asking about something most people probably know or think is common knowledge and keith really appreciates that
  • plus hunk is literally always both dying and on fire so he can understand the need for reassurance
  • which is actually a great plus side to being friends with keith too because he never gives anything but the reality and that’s very grounding for hunk and his anxiety like keith never makes up anything just to make him feel better he describes the situation as it is
  • on the flip side keith also causes hunk’s heart rate to skyrocket because he’s always doing some type of dangerous shit that everyone has heavily advised against
  • hunk: are you really sure you wanna do that we’ve all discussed at great length how much of a horrible idea that is keith: …anyways [does it]
  • keith is touch starved as hell even if he won’t admit it and hunk is the team’s Official Hug Dealer
  • hunk has had to carry keith away from a fight so many fucking times. can keith calm the hell down. hunk just slings him over his shoulder and walks away with him while keith seethes like an angry cat. 
  • keith cannot get over how strong hunk is. he tried to pick up hunk’s bayard while in gun form and almost broke his spine. what the fuck.
  • keith: so is hunk a nickname or…? hunk: no that’s my real name keith: hm. fitting. hunk: [screaming with his mouth closed]
  • hunk and pidge are So Smart it’s wild y’all. at first when they started talking to each other while keith was in the room he felt like they were speaking a different language but he’s like learning by osmosis and now he can understand like 20% of their technical talk
  • hunk: refers to something using the highly complex technical jargon no one but him understands keith: the what hunk: i’m so sorry. the tool to your right.
  • the nausea hunk experiences while in flight never really goes away even after they start flying on a daily basis so sometimes hunk will lay on the couch dying silently and keith will just rub his tummy

destielisgonnabecanon  asked:

hey there, i'm writing an essay about how destiel is real for a friend of mine and I was wondering what you think the most important pieces of meta that i should put in? can you recommend anything?

Hi - wow, that’s some dedication. All I did for my friends was send them some links - and, on one memorable occasion, I spent one entire 30 minutes conversation occasionally glancing at my (female&blinded by heteronormativity) friend’s lips instead of looking at her eyes, and by the end of it she was uncomfortable af and half convinced I was into her, and that’s when I presented her with a list of gifsets like -

- and basically dropped my mic and sashayed out.

(Man, I wish my hair was long enough to be flicked back.)

She changed her mind after that, by the way. And it’s really weird how most behaviours and gestures are used on screen precisely because we understand them as human things we all do on a deep level, and yet we’re suddenly unable to figure out what they mean if they’re not about a man and a woman. Uh.

(That applies to me as well, by the way. We see what we know about, not what is actually there, and that’s just inevitable - but can be unlearned, with some patience and many, many mistakes.)

Anyway, here are a bunch of things - I hope they’re useful.

Also, the entire S8, which was basically a demented Jane Eyre AU, and the entire S11, because, again, that Amara thing didn’t make sense without Destiel subtext, and finally @deanswingsbothways’ drunken rant (spoiler: contains the line “Destiel is not a story we are telling each other. Destiel is a story we are being told.” and bless).

You should also consider pimping your essay a bit, because there are a lot of posts and gifsets about how Destiel is regularly paralleled with canon couples on Supernatural, or follows the same rules as romantic relationships in movies. Here’s a bunch of them: Destiel and Sam/JessDestiel vs Dean/AnnaDestiel vs Sam/Amelia, Destiel vs David/VioletDestiel and Spuffy, Destiel and Clexa, Destiel and Phoebe/ColeDestiel vs Charlie/Gilda, Destiel vs every other couple on SupernaturalDestiel and Lucifer having funDestiel and romantic movies, Destiel and the Doctor, Destiel and Belle/Rumplestiltskin, Destiel and Tangled, Destiel and Saileen, and, of course, the beautiful and despairing trainwreck that was Repo Man.

And finally, there was that one time I went crazy and spent an entire weekend mapping every single love trope they’ve ever used around those two idiots in love, because I was just that fed up and the thing’s there, okay, and the more they say it’s not the more layers of tropes and mirrors and longing glances and narrative parallels they keep slathering on top of this thing, so, whatever and who even knows. At this point, you’re free to say it’ll never go canon because they’re homophobic or assume their audience is homophobic, and you’re free to say it’ll never go canon because of internal narrative reasons (God knows both Dean and Cas are never going to believe they’re actually good enough for each other), but to say there’s nothing there at all - that’s beyond whatever.

Anyway, my post is here, and these were the final conclusions:

As you may have guessed, this is something I’m sort of interested in - I came for the monsters and started to reblog stuff out of spite when I realized I was being treated like a crazy fangirl who sees love everywhere because women (right). If you’re looking for more sugary goodness, I tag stuff as destiel, spn meta (my own opinions), awesome meta (other people’s opinions), love tropes and parallels, and you can also have a look at some excellent meta writers who have eyes and therefore see Destiel and sometimes discuss it - people like @elizabethrobertajones​, @grey2510​, @tinkdw​, @bluestar86​, @mittensmorgul​, @floralmotif​, @k-vichan, @treefrogie84, @thevioletcaptain or @postmodernmulticoloredcloak (and I know I’m forgetting someone - that’s what sleeping four hours does to you, sorry). So, again - I know this post is a bit ‘join our cult’ (which is what you asked for, but still), but really - what I like about this fandom is that we can talk about stuff and we can disagree about stuff and still be friends, but this new idea currently spreading in the real world like wildfire - that not only you can have your own opinions (totally legit), but you can also have your own facts - nope. I hope your friend reads your essay (you’re welcome to share it, by the way) and sees that yes, there’s objectively something going on. If they still don’t, the final test is, “What if Cas were a woman? Would you see it then?” 

(And we all know the answer to that question, don’t we?)

Seriously, good luck.

EDIT - More great meta

( @destielisgonnabecanon - you’re welcome! Go win that bet! 😁)

If it’s true I’m happy that we got to see their 10th anniversary and share one last comeback with them. I know it’s sad and nobody wants them to leave or break up, but we should be happy for them. They gave us 10 years and now they want to prosper by themselves. I love gg. And i will always be a sone.💕💕

anonymous asked:

What would you recon the skele bro look like if they are human? *Nudge for art prompt and wants to see Mnstrcndy to draw a human*

I got asked this a little while after I started this blog. My opinion still stands.
I can’t. We can stick with everyone elses ideas for it. :’D

if I did sans would look like Danny Devito.