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story time: presidential edition
  • so you know how everyone has a story
  • you know
  • like the story
  • like if you’re at a party and someone turns to you and says, tell the story
  • and you know exactly what they mean
  • the story
  • well 
  • i have a story
  • and not unlike most good stories, it involves three key components:
  • barack obama
  • pre-2008 reebok sneakers 
  • and the absolute earth-shattering horror you can only feel after making the worst mistake of your life

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Some Branch/Poppy Fluff

*film spoilers kinda*

This might be the first bit of fanfiction I’ve done in… years. Wow. I hope you guys enjoy it! Feel free to comment/critique/reblog/whatever. :)

If you prefer to red on A03, you can find the link here.

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… i can explain.

Yall may remember these kiddos.   I just.  Had to know.  What they would turn out like.  So… Ira and Case, meet your progeny.

Part of me wanted to see them with all their colors (Lucah looks p cool with silver hair, and Selene’s palette is pretty af), buuuut I refuse to spend any more time on this, so it’s staying as a super messy sketch.  I have some notes about who inherits what from the pool of 4 breeds, and a basic idea about their eventual roles as the next generation of ruling Betas.

i need to get back to work.

Kingsglaive Feels Dump #1 (Hinted Reader x Nyx Ulric)
(Might need to change the name of this eventually…)

A/N: I neeeed to get Kingsglaive feels out of my system, so get ready for imagine dumps. This is like a huge blurt of ideas and headcanons and not really written like a story, but kind of is? I’ve got lots more to write, but I think what is in here is like a good one-shot expanded idea thingy. Hinted Nyx x Reader, but this first part is more of a general ‘what would it be like if you joined the Kingsglaive’.


Okay, so imagine being part of the Kingsglaive and you’re kind of rivals with Nyx when you first start…

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A love story

An heir to the throne had made a deal with their father. They would marry any suitor who could manage to impress them, and they don’t impress easily.

Soon after word gets out a man shows up to the castle, a sword on his hip and a bloodthirsty look in his eyes. He knelt in front of the heir and bowed his head.

“In exchange for your hand in marriage you will be given land to expand your kingdom.” He spoke, lifting his head so he could meet eyes with the royal. “Does that impress you?”

They shake their head, folding their hands onto their lap. “What good is land to me when I’m perfectly content with what I have now? I’m not impressed with your offer, you may go.” They reply before waving the man away.

Two days pass and another suitor arrives. This one wears a robe and smells of herbs. He also kneels before he dares to speak, like the man before him. “I can teach you the art of magic and how to speak to spirits. Does that impress you?”

They shake their head. “Why would I need your skills when we already have a court wizard? I’m not impressed.” They say, dismissing the wizard.

Weeks pass and not one suitor has manage to impress the heir to the throne and the father is giving up hope.

A woman walks into the throne room and kneels, like the many men before her. Yet, unlike the men before her she has the heir’s attention.

The woman looks up and without a word reaches into her jacket, pulling an object out of her pocket. She grins toothily, a grin that made the heir’s stomach flip flop, and held out her hand. Slowly she uncurled her fingers to show a small round object that laid on her palm. It glowed warmly, a familiar glow that the heir couldn’t quite place their finger on.

“I bring you your heart. Are you impressed?” The woman asks, knowing already that she had.



We Were Gods Once, a fanmix based on the fanfic “In the End, We’re All Stories… But Some of Us Are No Longer Told”, by WalkingCatastrophe // Listen


several of you said I should have a Tourmaline gemsona and damn I wish I still had pink AND turquoize hair but nvm it still works

completely useless blanket-wearing creature that is always changing colour and injuring its gem because it makes up the entirety of its lower right arm

very unstable do not engage

“I saw a mannequinn blink.

This was when I was still training to be a CNA (Certified Nursing Assistant) at our local community college. Now, we had these regular non-horrifying mannequins we used for all the dressing, bathing and bed-making practice. They even had err, attatchments for catheters. But we didn’t store all the equipment in the classroom, there was a small backroom that was locked off that we had to get some stuff out of one day. I volunteered to go grab it (some clothes for the mannequins I think), and when I unlocked the door it was pitch black inside. It was like the room sucked out some of the light coming IN THE room. When I flicked on the ceiling light, before me on a ragged old stretcher, lay the most inhuman, terrifying looking frieking mannequin I have ever seen. I don’t know what these manufacturers use for a reference when they’re making the face, but they can’t be human. It was so twisted and looked like it was in agony. Shit dude, this thing looked like it was in PAIN. Fucking creepy. Anyway, I grabbed the stuff our teacher wanted, and when I took a look back, I could see one of it’s plastic eyelids close, and open. Freaked me the fuck out, didn’t go in that room again for the rest of the course.” (Source) 

this blog is becoming the chronicle of my descent into madness.

or at the very least, into gem shipping hell.

it’s so weird when you go thru a random blog that like, posts no hs, has a normal pic as their icon, never mentions hs and has a p normal url and would in no way lead you to believe they are a sinner and boom. tiny little Dave in one of their text post out of nowhere. what the fuck. subtle homestucking. JUST BECAUSE YOU SIN IN PRIVATE DOESNT MEAN THE LORD CANT SEE YOU YOU SICK FUCK

My family as tumblr users

Dad: master of shitposting, one of the “big” blogs, often starts to indirect someone only to change his mind halfway through and @ them

Mum: cat vines and tumblr inspirational stories, 100% clueless, reblogs without checking the OP

Sister: the most random posts all tagged #me, science jokes, stalks your blog when she’s bored

Husband: memes and gifs, too lazy to tag anything, has already forgotten he has a blog

Uncle: all the conspiracy theories, astrology posts, gay fan art (mostly nsfw)

anonymous asked:

I wonder what happened within mythical Inc for them to straight-up delete the tweet instead of just saying it was cancelled? Maybe randl didn't think it fit their brand? Nobody besides some fans had a problem with it... Even Becca, who is supposed to be the super socially conscious one, joked about bringing in her stories, so I don't think it was a decision among the crew.

I mean you’d think they’d tell the fans that sent in the stories that they changed plans instead of acting like it never happened

I don’t have any knowledge or even an educated guess as to why they deleted the thread. My not-very-educated gut-instinct tells me that they just found it to be more trouble than they thought it would be and decided to either scrap the idea or put it back on the drawing board. Perhaps we will hear more about it, but perhaps we won’t!

Friends I am inventing a new test, similar to the sexy lamp test, but only for children characters, because it bothers me when people put kids in movies/tv shows purely for cuteness sake and their characters have zero contribution to the plot or any development whatsoever.

I’m calling it the “Cute Kitten Test”. If your child character can be replaced by a cute kitten (one from our world, so it can’t talk, doesn’t have superpowers, etc.) and the story of your creative work still makes perfect sense, you are doing something wrong.  

Being the public eye for as long as she had been, Parker had been forced to grow a relatively thick skin from an early age. Even still, she was only human and there were times when people, people who didn’t even know her, could just be down right cruel. What had possessed her to type her name into Google’s search engine Parker was unaware, but what was even more baffling were the stories people had come up with to explain her quick disappearing act after being released from jail. “Pregnant with director’s baby, Parker Lowell forced to go into hiding,” she read quietly to herself. “Parker’s cellmate tells all: She’s not the girl you think.” She hadn’t even been in a cell with anyone, let alone someone who would be able to give a full account of Parker’s time behind bars. Tossing her phone back into her purse, Parker was grateful for the pair of sunglasses that she’d been smart enough to put on before leaving her house. Rummaging through her bag, Parker searched for her pack of cigarettes, before realizing she’d left them on her kitchen counter. “Great,” she mumbled to herself before turning and spotting a person walking a few feet away. Probably a long shot, but truthfully she was kind of desperate. “You don’t happen to have a cigarette, do you?”

So I am too busy to write this as an actual story, but I rewatched this movie a while ago, and the idea seems cute to me, so, for your Brittana AU consideration:

Brittana in Disney’s Hercules.

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Godmode- transcendence au at the point where it becomes so hilariously far removed from gravity falls canon they’re not even remotely similar stories anymore. cover art by me​, please click through and reblog if you like it!

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