he just stares at me like


So, I was honestly just watching random reviews by Nostalgic Critic, and I happened to stumble upon the one he did the Sorcerers Apprentice, you know, with Nicolas Cage. The live action one that wasn’t very good. Well, as I stared at it closely, his character reminded me of someone. I couldn’t remember who.




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Local Wackdonald's Employee: Was so obviously on my break; leaning against the wall, drinking a pop, and playing on my phone and some dude came up and demanded the key for the disabled's washroom, "I'm actually on my break rn". He just stood there and stared at me expectantly and rudely until I called out "bathroom key" to the lobby person, who was like 10 feet away from me and so obviously working (she was mid-sweep). He could have just asked her but instead I get another customer complaint.

city lights, part 1
mc (shay delacour)/hana lee.

shay delacour is just out of college, holding down a job, and she can’t get a girl off of her mind. is it really so crazy to think that you might know someone better than they know themselves?

“Did you catch her name?”

Daniel shakes his head. He casts a look over at the girl, who’s playing with her straw as she takes it between cherry-pink lips. Her nails tap gently against the glass and come away shiny with condensation. She hasn’t noticed Shay staring—not yet. “The reservation might’ve been for Lee, or somethin’ like that. But I didn’t hear much.”

Shay groans. A long-forgotten tray sits next to her, stacked with empty glasses and mostly empty plates. “Oh my God, Danny. Do you see how beautiful she is? It’s not just me, right? She’s gorgeous.”

“Gorgeous,” Daniel agrees flatly.

She nudges him. “Hands off. She’s in my section.”

“Actually,” he points out, “she’s in Em’s section.”

“Well, somebody better tell Em she can head home early.”

Arnie appears just then, carrying an armful of dishes. He shoots them a suspicious glance as he passes. “Y’all don’t get paid to stand around, y’know.”

“It’s important business,” Daniel assures him. He turns back as Shay flips her hair over her shoulder and straightens her wrinkled shirt. “Okay,” she says, with a determined glint in her eye. “I’m going in.”

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I know you can’t hear me.

I saw your grace flash,

saw your wings burnt

across the ground. But there’s

no one else listening, Cas.

It’s always been you.

I’m so tired, Cas.


When I wake up I’m already

fighting just to breathe.

Can this ever be

over? Can we ever

really win? It never

stops. I’m so


I see you everywhere.

Not like after Purgatory.

I know it’s not really you.

Still I stare, reach out.

I don’t tell Sam. He

doesn’t see you.

You are mine alone.

We burned your body.

It felt like burning

my own soul.


Angel of Thursday.


our brother,

our friend.



I know

you can’t hear me.


no one else

is listening.

It’s always been

you. Only

you. So you

have to hear me.

Can you hear me?

I don’t know

how long I can

hold on. 

I’m so tired, Cas.

So tired.

Can I rest?

Let me see redemption win

Let me know the struggle ends

That you can mend a heart that’s frail and torn

I want to know a song can rise

From the ashes of a broken life

And all that’s dead inside can be reborn

Cause I’m worn

-from Worn

Tenth Avenue North

So…this just sort of…happened. I listened to this song a few times, and thought, wow, that’s Dean. So even though I’m deep into three other fics right now, I took some time out to write a poem.

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the most uncomfortable thing I've ever done was use joji's selfies as a drawing reference of him, he always looks directly into the Camera

Lmao I thought it’s just me! I can’t really stare at any pic of joji that looks directly into the camera for too long cause my heart will feel like it’s about to explode anytime. joji……………………….. ;-;

“Oh, speaking of my day, I saw a seal in the pier in Windenburg! He was, well, he-”
“So, you were with her today?”
“Uh…” I quickly straightened up. “N-No Kali. I spent the day alone.”
“Why didn’t you call me? I could’ve skipped too.”
“I-I, I wanted to b-be alone.”
She looked me over and sighed. “Yeah, okay.”
“W-Well, anyway, he went like this!” 
I tried my best to copy the seal and she laughed softly. 

“Am I really this in love with you?”
I turned bright red and shot up quickly. “Uh….”

She started laughing in the way she did when it was just us alone.
She kept staring at me, I hated when she stared like that. I knew she was completely full of love for me when she’d look at me like that. 
“K-Kali, I-I asked you t-to s-st-stop l-look-”

She reached over so quickly I barely had a second to move my head. She ended up gently brushing against the side of my mouth. 
She pulled away immediately. 
“Yeah, I’m so in love with you.”
“Come on, let’s go home.”
She grabbed my arm and tugged me towards the ferry. I was frozen the entire ride home. No, no, no I couldn’t be around her. I couldn’t form thoughts, let alone any words. She, I moved. I moved, I didn’t, I didn’t want to do that. 
Thankfully Aya called her halfway home and she left me to go meet them. 

Only You Can Prevent Maggie Fires

I love the little detail of Maggie having a plant in the background behind her.

Also, I can see where this is going.

Even when he doesn’t know what’s going on, he wants to help. Gil is so nice.

There’s something about this image that I like. Maybe the colors, or the dynamic, perhaps the framing. I’m not sure.

Does she… Smell like a forest?

And this, is what convinced me to continue posting past this for tonight. I couldn’t stop after seeing him silently stare as her hair was on fire. It’s just too good.


Legends of Tomorrow | 2.11

We’ve been all over time.


i know i havent posted much in a long time, but have some tododekus + a very good boy for ur troubles thank u


Post-Wedding: Eric’s a little famous, but he’s not used to taking advantage of that status. Good thing he’s surrounded himself with people who don’t have the same hang-ups.

Beyoncé’s new tour dates are announced and not only is she playing Starbucks Arena, she’s playing in Seattle during a lull between a stretch of home games. 

“I didn’t realize you were so into Beyoncé, Bittle. Isn’t that a little bit stereotypical?”

Eric doesn’t have time for Boomer’s casual homophobia, pre-sale tickets go on sale in three minutes and for once this miserable season, he’d like to get something he actually wants.

“I don’t know if anyone has told you, Booms, but I’m pretty fucking gay. And you know what else is a stereotype: sucking big, thick, hard –”

Boomer raises his hands and backs away from Eric’s table. “Okay, okay, I’m sorry.”

Eric waves the d-man off while Carter slides out the chair beside Eric and drops his take-out box on the table, careful not to jostle the laptop.

“He’s getting better.”

“He’s getting his stall plastered with hardcore vintage porn is what he’s getting,” Eric mutters. “Swear to the Lord, you’d think I was a walking identity crisis –” 

Two minutes. His card info is pre-loaded. Carter is chomping away on something that smells like curry. Eric’s blood is vibrating under his skin like he’s in overtime. He’s ready. 

“Wait, why are you buying them yourself? I’m sure JoAnn can get some from the front office for us.”

Eric stares at the screen. 1:27. He doesn’t want to bother the team’s publicist over something like this. He’s an adult. He needed help with Hamilton tickets, he doesn’t need help for Beyoncé. He knows Beyoncé. 

Maybe not literally, but still. 

“Dude, let me call her. Just in case.”

“Leave her alone. She’s done enough for us this season.”


“Maybe we should –”


The waiting room clicks over and he’s in. Easy as pie. He selects his seats, nabs the VIP package, gets to the checkout screen, and…


“What the hell…?”

 An error message pops up.

“No, no, no, no,” Eric clicks the screen, and when the page refreshes there’s nothing there. No seats. No VIP meet and greet. Nothing. A happy little banner pops up that reads ‘Thank you for participating in Citi Bank’s Presale –’

Eric’s stomach drops. “Are you kidding me!? It’s been thirty seconds!”

“It’s bots, man,” Bay shouts from across the room. “Those ticket resellers program these computers to –”

“I don’t give a good god damn if it’s a robot! I was right there! They were mine!” He drops his head to the table and whines. “I can afford them on the secondary market, it’s just the principle of the matter.”

“I’m so sorry, man,” Carter runs a sympathetic hand over his back. “Can I call JoAnn now?”

Eric shakes his head, content to wallow in his own sadness. “Everything I touch turns to death,” he moans.

“That sounds like a yes.”

Eric’s phone starts vibrating beside his head – the tap-tap-tap pulse he’s set for Jack – but before he can answer Carter’s tapped the call button for him.

“Hey, Zimmermann. You’re on speaker phone, your husband’s in a state.”

“Carter, um, thanks? Bits, you okay? Did you get your tickets?”

“…no,” Eric sighs, lifting his head to stare blearily at his phone. “The bots ruined me, Jack. I’m dead.”

“Your man is too proud to use his contacts, Zimms,” Carter snickers and elbows Eric in the side. 

“That’s unfortunate,” Jack consoles, but Eric can hear something else in his voice. Something distinctly amused.

“Jack, I swear to god if you make me wait any longer –”

“I have two VIP passes sitting on my desk at home right now. I talked to my agent about it weeks ago. I wanted it to be a surprise.”   

Eric’s mouth goes dry and Carter shakes his shoulders roughly in excitement. He can’t make his voice work. 

Carter leans in close, whispering, “Bittle, you crying?”

“Bits? Bud? You there?”

“No,” Eric breathes, composing himself, “I’m just, really happy I married my husband, and I get to meet Beyoncé.”

There’s silence across the line, then, “Bits, I know those things aren’t in order, and that’s okay. I love you, too.”


August 15th, 1997: D-Day (The day Murdoc and 2D met 20 years ago today)

Murdoc: He stood up really slowly, his back still towards me, and really slowly turned around, like one of the zombies in those films he watches, and there were…no eyes! Just two black holes, vacant stare.

2D: That must have been pretty scary.

Murdoc: No, mate. I saw it! It looked great! A blue-haired, black-eyed God! The girls would go wild. You were still a bit mental, but I had my frontman! 

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Skyline {VII}

Originally posted by tom-cinnamonroll-holland

Warnings: Language, panic attack

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader

Word count: 3.1k

A/N: Guys!!!! This is the last part of Skyline.  Like, for real this time.  I’m so sad to see it end, but I’m also so happy that it’s had such success, and I can’t thank you guys enough for that.  You are all so so wonderful, and you have all my love.  As usual, I want to give a shout out to Zoe and Jen for reading my drafts and helping me edit and brainstorm, as well as encouraging me to write.  As for all of you, I hope you’ll forgive me for all the angst that I’ve hit you guys with (remember when Skyline was self-indulgent fluff lmao), and I really hope this makes up for it a bit.  In other news, tonight is the Spidereyhes Sleepover!!!!!!!!  All the info on the sleepover can be found here, as well as info about the livestream, which will start at 7pm PST.  I’ll post the link on here!! Zoe, Jen, and I will be discussing all kinds of things, answering questions, and talking about Skyline, so be sure to drop by!!! Also, if you have any questions about Skyline or anything else that you want answered, send it in!!!! It’s not too late yall.  Again, thank you so much, and I hope you’ve enjoyed Skyline as much as I’ve enjoyed writing it.

skyline: a mixtape

{part i} {part ii} {part iii} {part iv} {part v}

Sitting up in your bed, you stared at the window, not sure of how to react to seeing Spider-Man’s masked face through the glass.  Throwing back your covers, you quietly walked over to the window, grabbing a hoodie that Peter had lent you as you passed your desk.  Sliding the glass panel up, you climbed out onto the metal fire escape, slipping on and zipping up Peter’s hoodie to protect you from the cold.

The superhero stood where he had first stood, the night he saved your life and blew up Vizzini’s all those months ago.  And there, to his right, were the flower pots that he had tripped over the first time he came back for you.  Those stairs were where you would sit and draw while he watched your fingers fly across the page, amazed at the pictures you created.  Behind him was the railing that you would lean against as you looked at the Queens skyline together.  This fire escape was your entire relationship condensed, the one location where you were allowed to be with each other.  If you used your imagination, you could almost see every single night playing out in front of your eyes.  Spider-Man, with a bendy straw underneath his mask.  Spider-Man, attempting to draw you in the moonlight.  Spider-Man, his hand on your waist and the other in your hair. Spider-Man.

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just little alliance rune things (ft. malec)

  • the alliance rune physically cannot exist without a strong pre-existing bond between a shadowhunter and a downworlder, if a shadowhunter tries to draw the rune on a downworlder they don’t have a deep bond with the rune won’t work
  • it doesn’t automatically grant a shadowhunter access to downworlder powers it’s more of a consent thing, so alec would be able to feel magnus’ magic but if magnus didn’t want him to use it there’s something like a barrier there and he won’t be able to
  • because otherwise if there wasn’t that barrier between them, shadowhunters could walk around and try to draw runes on downworlders just so they can exploit and manipulate their abilities and also consent is important
  • alec and magnus just marveling at the fact they’re both sharing a rune which is something neither of them ever thought would happen because magnus couldn’t get the wedded rune but now they have this and they cant stop staring at it and grinning at each other
  • alec being able to control the magic because it’s not like he has magic now, it’s more of an extension of magnus’ magic it’s calm and controlled in a way that takes centuries to master
  • the only time alec sort of loses control of it is when he sees magnus get hurt in a battle and he runs to his side and puts his hand over the wound and tells him to hold on and he doesn’t know how he does it but suddenly his hand is lighting up with blue sparks and he’s healing magnus? and he’s just staring at it like UM WHAT
  • magnus later tells him that magic is very responsive to emotions and alec explains how he was trying to push everything he had into healing magnus and the magic just sort of seemed to respond to it and magnus tells him that he was responding to his pain and alec rests their foreheads together and takes comfort in the fact that they’re both safe and alive and the magic they share will always protect them and immortal husbands forever the end

S2E4 Pidge + Keith + Dragonfly stick bug

mlm peter parker headcanons

because there aren’t enough mlm peter content on my dash…. so yeee

  • pre-spider man peter having a crush on this one guy who always stood up for him when he got bullied and after peter became spider-man he gets to save that guy from an accident one day
    • Peter overhears his guy crush praising spider-man and gets a bit overwhelmed
    • bc ffs it feels GOOD to be your hero’s hero
    • guy crush being teased by his friends “damn he’s totally in love with that tight suit weirdo” but guy crush being all yes-homo like “I mean who isn’t”
    • guy crush being all fanboy over spider-man, wearing spidey t-shirt and perhaps putting some spidey badges on his backpack too
  • Peter talks about his crush with Karen because he still feels quite nervous to share how he feels about that guy with anyone around him
    • “hey Karen…. I think-I think I might have crush on a friend of mine…?”
    • “thanks Karen…. but I feel like it will be a disappointment for him if he finds out spider-man is me…. a nerdy kid that he always has to take care of? meh”
    • “what do you mean his heart rate is the same when he sees me in school as when he sees me in my suit?”
    • “YOU SCANNED HIM? whaaaat Karen don’t EVER do that-that’s just-kinda creepy you know? uh-YES I know I stared at him a lot-that does NOT mean I wanna scan him!!!! omg Karen please NEVER scan him again-I-I-omg please bury it with instant kill mode forEVER I CAN’T DO THIS”
    • “…….”
    • “sorry Karen I’ve calmed down”
  • Peter thinks his secret is safe but literally none of his secrets is ever safe
    • Peter randomly talks about the guy with Ned and Ned be like “yeah haven’t you had a crush on him for about 50 years” and Peter chokes on his juice
    • “Peter, you’re not coming to Washington?” asks Liz. “Oh ofc he will,” says Michelle, “because [guy crush] will be there too-” (peter having his entire life flashing in front of his eyes) “-they are bffs, aren’t they?” Michelle smirks.
    • Peter nervously asking Tony if he could borrow his car to pick up a friend. “Sure kid,” says Tony leisurely, “just tell your boyfriend not to scratch the door.” and Peter nearly crashes the car
    • “M-m-m-m-mr Stark he’s not my boyfriend hahahaha uh haha” “yeah right if you pick him up with that car he will be your fiancé”
    • Aunt May meeting guy crush the first time after hearing way too many stories about him
    • “He’s such a sweetheart, isn’t he?” says May later when she’s driving Peter home, “so did you ask him to be your homecoming partner yet?”
    • this time Peter actually burst into real tears