digging this grave

Things that we just really really didn’t need in PLL

SHOWER HARVEY 

Ezra’s random non-son Malcolm

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Making aria cheat and hookup with everyone 

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Spencer & Caleb hookup 

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Completely changing Alison just because Sasha put on a bit of weight (she still could’ve worn ‘Ali’ clothes)

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The 150000 irrelevant characters that were made to look suspicious

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Killing every second person for no fraking reason except ‘shock’ factor

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Telling us stuff in interviews instead of the ACTUAL SHOW

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Predictable & clearly just made for shock factor or to ‘please’ the fans storylines

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The existence of Ravenswood & a ‘supernatural’ element

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The police not being able to correctly identify an effing body

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Making all of the girls hookup with people randomly, like why can’t they be strong independent women? THEY WERE STRONG ENOUGH TO ENDURE -A THEY CAN HANDLE BEING SINGLE.

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WHY WERE THEY ALWAYS DIGGING AND GETTING CAUGHT AT GRAVES? OBVI YOU’D GET CAUGHT

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ALLLLLLL of the red herrings, just useless

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Red herrings AGAIN because they used them so much 

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The whole Charlotte storyline (MAKING A TRANSGENDER PERSON MENTALLY ILL AND A VILLAIN, ACES) 

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THE NEVER ENDING PLOT HOLES. NEVER. FUCKING. ENDING. 

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MORE PLOT HOLES

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MORE IRRELEVANT RED HERRINGS

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NOTHING MAKES ANY SENSE

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Southern Gothic music is my aesthetic

You know what I’m talking about. 

Those dark songs that aren’t quite blues, aren’t quite gospel, aren’t quite folk, aren’t quite rock, aren’t quite a funeral dirge, they’re just something else

The ones that have a lived-in feel and a thudding rhythm like a funeral dirge

You know, the ones that are like

  • Someone’s drowning. There’s probably a river.
  • The Devil.
  • I and/or my significant other are criminals and outlaws who have done terrible things but we still deep down secretly believe in the Lord and know that one day we’ll pay the price for our sins (see also: The Devil)
  • Murder
  • Blood, so much blood everywhere
  • And also bones
  • Dirt
  • Jesus is real but I’m real far gone from him now
  • Something about a grave
  • Did I mention the Devil?
The One with the Giant Poking Device

Characters - Dean x Reader

Summary - An awkward moment while sharing a bed leads to an interesting morning.

Word Count - 5864

Warnings - Swearing (duh), injury (very slight),smut, oral sex/face riding (female), fingering, unsafe sex (remember irl to wrap it before you tap it)

A\N - This was written for mine and Jill’s Hubba Bubba Birthday writing challenge. Thank you to @sis-tafics for reading through and encouraging me. And a special thank you to @deansdirtylittlesecretsblog for betaing. You ladies are the absolute best!

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Originally posted by jessica-bones-winchester


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but what if the roles were reversed and Simon was turned first
  • <p> <b>Raphael:</b> *digs his way out of his grave frantic and thirsty*<p/><b>Simon:</b> *wearing a "welcome to the darkside we have blood bags" tshirt and sunglasses at night, makes 47 vampire puns and tries to casually toss Raphael a bloodbag but misses by a mile and hits a random headstone*<p/><b>Raphael:</b> *reverse digs himself back into his grave*<p/></p>

anonymous asked:

Headcanon of Rhysand (along with Cassian & Azriel) meeting his and Feyre's daughter's boyfriend for the first time. Protective?

Not at all!

Well, I mean, not that they’d show.

As soon as she could walk, Rhysand put Nuala and Cerridwen on ultra-spy duty.

As soon as she hit puberty, Azriel added shadows of his own to the mix to haunt her every step.

As soon as she met the boy, Cassian spent days on end stalking his family through Velaris, judging them and everyone they knew.

So by the time they “meet” him face to face, Rhys and Feyre aren’t protective at all. They’re normal, chill parents who are kind of excited and mostly horrified their daughter has found someone she might love.

Uncle Cassian is sitting in the corner sharpening an axe in full battle-armor, Uncle Azriel is playing with Truth-Teller, Aunt Nesta is crafting more and more nightmarish creatures from apparently nothing, Uncle Varian is stringing live jellyfish into a whip, Aunt Elain is with Uncle Lucien mixing scentless, odorless poisons, and Auntie Mor is siting with her wife/mate just flat-out staring at the boy.

But they’re not being protective at all- nope. They’re just innocently gathered, and it’s pure chance that they’re all doing something mildly horrifying.

Not.

Protective.

At.

All.

And then Aunt Amren comes in from the garden with a shovel and says “I’ve finished digging the grave.”

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