and now i'm crying again


Imagine Lance sneaking out at night to hug Keith and cry with me.

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The moment they found out… Never gets old! @katbarrell @wynonnaearp @syfy #season3 #renewed #theearpersspoke #bestfandom

today in critical role finale things that make me cry:

laura giving liam his ‘do not go far from me’ ring back

because during the break, after vax died, he must have taken it off and given it to her (because he definitely has it on during the first half)

and he only takes it back when the campaign is wrapping up

hi, if you’re having a good day remember that once the team found neil after baltimore and he came back to palmetto, he literally sat down with all of them and told them that he was planning on leaving by the end of the season, planning on telling the fbi everything, like…. not even 48 hours after being kidnapped, tortured and almost killed, he sat down and told them that he had accepted that he’d die in a few months, that he started to spend more time and put some effort into his relationships with the team because he knew he didn’t had much time left. that he wanted to keep playing with them, that he wanted them to win and then die a fox once his time was over. they literally had to sit and hear it all coming from neil after everything that happened that night. andrew was right by his fucking side and had to hear that he planned on dying all along right after realizing that he could never recover from it if that ever happened. they had spent the other night thinking what if, what if, imagining everything that could have happened to neil and then seeing on his face and arms everything that did happened ONLY to have to do it all over again, but knowing the entire truth about him now, with the knowledge that the past few months were a goodbye and the feeling of what’s like to lose neil fresh in their memory.


Commission for @slowmovingsloth of her Asteria Shepard with Thane <3 finally they got to go on a goddamn shore leave. (needless to say that a commission like this is something that completes me entirely hahaha c:)

my commission info ;u; 

*poof* This is the only way I really take selfies…with a snapchat filter. I think that’s going to change. I’ll start showing my scars. Start showing the acne and hives and marks and blemishes. I’m so hard on myself and always looking for validation. All of the stressing doesn’t help. I keep myself from meeting new people because I can’t face the thought of them not liking me. I was always reduced to a joke and made fun of growing up in school. I had thick glasses since I’m almost legally blind. Pepperoni face…like the commercials you see for proactiv where they like to boast the most terrible cases can be cured… I’m unable to take accutane so watching everyone like me in school become clear and bloom into social butterflies made me want to kill myself all the time. I haven’t changed since then. I can’t accept myself. That has to change. I’m becoming violent. I’m acting out against myself. I want peace. I need love. And I can’t be worried about wanting people to like how I look. It is so hard.

Peter Quill: “When I look around, you know what I see? Losers.”

Um, guys.


Misfits and people who lose something.

Peter basically didn’t know it, couldn’t know it, but by the end of the second movie at least, the Guardians of the Galaxy are a bunch of people who have lost everything – their home, their family, their friends, their former job – and don’t fit anywhere else but with each other, for different reasons.

By the time Peter says it, that’s already partly true – but only partly, because Rocket loses the Groot he has known for years only after that, and Peter still has Yondu and the Ravagers,Mantis loses her “home” and “boss” Ego only in the second movie, Kraglin loses his friends and family also in the second movie, and Yondu loses everything but Peter and Kraglin in the end, even his own life.

The Guardians are a bunch of losers in the most literal way possible, as they have lost everything and everyone but each other.

That’s some heavy foreshadowing here.

On meeting Noel, again.

My apologies for the sort of ramble-y nature of this account, but I wanted to try to get down as many details as I could so I won’t forget. (Though how could I forget, really?)

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Dave….Dave plz come back on and tell us tomorrow that we will have two or three more seasons…plz…