ha ha! you all lose!

me, every day for the rest of my life: izombie gave us a hetero platonic relationship so incredibly close and powerful that they would literally do anything for each other and can say to each other “I love you” while knowing without a doubt nothing about it is romantic, and show no shame or embarrassment about this commitment


Harvey Dent on Gotham Tonight (TDK Special Features)

for @about-faces!

Sherlock’s back and he’s in love.

Sherlock’s back and he’s in love.

Sherlock’s back and he’s in love.



Fandom: *hates Dreamer, mostly rooted in shipping bias*


The whole James Roberts/Megatron controversy is wayyy overblown and people are treating James Roberts like he’s writing Megatron as if he never did anything wrong but let’s not forget the following points:

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please consider: tiny baby kuroo and kenma on leashes

Negan helps Rick set up an Instagram account thinking he’ll never use it but then one day a few weeks later he checks it and it’s full of poorly framed pictures of lizards taken on their front porch

anonymous asked:

but what about when Daisy finds out exactly what Robbie had to promise the Ghost Rider, in order to save Mack 😭😭😭 she was already so affected when she heard what he went through, as a result of having to drag Eli down to Hell with him. I give myself all the feels

Aww, there there, anony! :)

I swear she needs to marry that man. He treats her and everyone she cares about so well, she could do no better. <3

Anyway, I’m sure she’d be surprised about the new deal Robbie made, but it only confirms the suspicion she had deep down. She still can’t believe Robbie would make such a deal after all the years he spent wanting to get rid of the Rider (so many years spent trying to justify what he was doing with the Rider and still slightly hating himself for this monster he was).

Robbie would be all nonchalant about the whole thing (“It’s what I needed to do”). I think he feels he has a sense of duty to be the vessel of the Rider after all these years since he’s grown to it. He also feels like it’s his responsibility because he sees himself as a terrible man who deserves it (sort of like his own form of penance).

Still, Daisy can’t thank him enough for what he did. She feels she probably can never stop owing him for it (and is a wee bit guilty because maybe this wouldn’t have happened if she didn’t force herself into his life and mess it all up).


“Know this before you give any weight to their suspicions, Natalie Renee Shields Walker: I don’t fuck women.”
“And I don’t kiss heathens,” she said, in as cheeky a tone as she could manage, and Andrew wheeled back to look at her. She smiled and said, “So it’s not going to be a problem for either of us, right? We’ll have to settle for being friends.”

Ugh.. new disaster..

Hey guys my computer crashed this morning and won’t start up anymore not even in safe mode. It gets stuck at trying to boot things, though once booted the thing it boots does function properly (like the internet browser). My dad and I tried some stuff, replaced a battery etc. But it didn’t make any change. Right now im waiting for my pc to boot up automatic repair again to try a system restore but it’s the last thing I’ll try before giving up and taking it home for christmas for my dad to look at (or a repairguy from Acer if necessary). I’m staring at my pc screen right now which is telling me it’s diagnosing my pc. It’s taking 15 mins already…

Unfortunately because I can’t access anything not even my files, this means I can’t transfer my sims files from my pc to my laptop. This means that at this moment until my pc is fixed somehow, I can’t continue the Robinson Challenge or the Avesnes Aristocracy. What I can do however is play sims on my laptop and because of this unfortunate event it means that for the meantime I’m going to set up a new story for you guys. I’m going to consider what exactly I want to do this weekend. Probably something supernatural! I still have Avesnes chapters queued up until monday or so, so you can still enjoy those in the meantime.

Edit: the system restore gave an error so that didn’t work either :(. Not gonna bother with it anymore for now so I hope you guys will enjoy the new story I’m gonna set up…

Holdo: “We are going to set a course that takes us near the only planet in our path. When we’re near it, we will launch a bunch of transports that have no shields and no cloaking devices. The First Order will certainly not be scanning our ship for life forms, escape pod launches, shuttle launches, or unusual garbage disposals. They will also not have mapped out our path and calculated the most likely planets we will pass, which means that they will not have dispatched ships to patrol, secure, or intercept any attempt we might make to land upon the planet, because none of this is basic military procedure at all.”

Holdo: “I’m an admiral.” 


Olicity 3x01: “I told you as soon as we talked it would be over.”

Olicity 3x20: “Well, let’s not say goodbye this time.”


You know that point were you’ve started insulting your fans by telling them they have ‘unhealthy fantasies’ about characters because they have a unique interpretation of what they’ve read because they’re readers with imaginations?

You couldn’t have worded it better? Or Better yet, left them alone?

You’re literally calling them unhealthy because they’re trying to find redeeming points in a character that you wrote as someone worthy of (at least some) redemption.


A DeanCas zombie apocalypse!au wherein Dean and Cas are separated from the very beginning due to their relationship not being recognized by the state. Six months after being placed in different Survival Groups and both thinking the other dead, they’ve long since given up hope for happiness in such a different, dark world. 

Until Sam goes out for a supply run.

Insisting on going by himself, he gets trapped in a beaten down car surrounded by the Undead, and is saved by a mysterious bed-headed man with a wooden baton. With darkness quickly approaching and so close to a hot zone, Sam and the stranger bunk in the nearest, safest nook they can find for the night, and exchange stories of Before and During with mouths full of baked beans. 

Or, rather, the mysterious man talks… Sam listens, raptly, to a love story that transcends even the end of the world.

The man moves his beans around his mouth as if savouring every greasy bite. He swallows with solemn blue eyes. “Before has been put to rest,” he says, voice gravel-rough. “What’s before us now is what truly matters.”

Sam bites his lip and nods into his can. “Who’d you lose?”

For the first time since they’ve met, the man looks shaken. He pushes around his food and swallows thickly, shoulders tense. “A man,” he says cautiously. The corner of his lips turn up in a ghost of a smile. “The most wonderful man.”