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2016 tumblr highlights
  • an earnest message telling people to stay safe from clowns
  • a count dooku rp blog getting in a fight with fruitsoftheape100, and on that subject:
  • So You Think Your Stronger Than Me? Im Monkey?
  • everyone posting vine compilations because the app was ending, even though the site was not
  • tumblr-famous users gain social power through constant criticism and lose it through hypocrisy
  • one time i saw a post that said that the writer of homestuck was anti-semitic because at one point characters call an genocidal alien dictator “fish hitler”

Scarlet, before you go through this, I want to remind you of September 7th, 1988. It was the first time that I saw you. You were reading Less Than Zero, and you were wearing a Guns ‘n’ Roses t-shirt. I’d never seen anything so perfect. I remember thinking that I had to have you or I’d die… then you whispered that you loved me at the homecoming dance, and I felt so peaceful… and safe… because I knew that no matter what happened, from that day on, nothing can ever be that bad… because I had you. And then I, uh… I grew up and I lost my way. And I blamed you for my failures. And I know that you think you have to do this today… but I don’t want you to. But I guess… if I love you, I should let you move on.


Damon x Reader

Warnings: Damon attacks Reader, Reader almost dies?

Zac had warned you to keep a distance when the brothers came. Stefan was respectful enough to allow you privacy but Damon deemed you as something he owned. Zac payed for your food, if tips had been low he’d forget to remind you about the rent and, some weeks he simply refused to take it.

The little things that Zac did to look after you had Damon firmly believing that you owed his family, despite Zac’s insistence that you didn’t. Eventually Damon warmed up to you, often finding you curled up on one of the sofa’s surrounded by college work, stuck on something that he’d deem trivial.

It became a small routine, you’d offer him copious amounts of alcohol while he’d relay historic events or little facts, that had you improving and pushing for a higher grade. Eventually Zac stopped warning you away from the brothers, as if he’d accepted the oldest Salvatore had wormed his way into your life.

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Parallel’s- Zac and his ‘Workshop’ for Jon and Sansa

“Besides the fact that Jon and Sansa were filmed to look like Ned and Catelyn, due to stance, attitude, scenic and shot (way it was filmed) and cooperation, there is more to this scenery.

(There is more below)

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I Might...Part II

I just got an email from said Cousin, and I’ve been given permission to give out his name. Zac wrote a really short rough draft and I decided I might as well share because it touches on some subjects I thought might interest you all. I will show screen shots of the email for those who may be skeptical (No one has claimed they are but just in case) and copy and paste what is sent so you all can read it without an issue. 

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Zac was going to be on Ellen and he had invited me to come along. It was uncommon that he invited me. We’d been seeing each other for a few months not, but had kept it pretty secret. It was fun. Sneaking away at event and premieres to steel a kiss. 
I had been a fan of the show for a while and he knew this. Before he went on Ellen came to check on him in his dressing room and Zac decided to introduce us. I stuttered a little when Ellen reached out her hand, but she was super nice.

Later, I sat in the audience to watch the show. It was going really well. Zac was making some cute joke and Ellen was laughing. Then Ellen mention my name. “I met your girlfriend, (Y/N), backstage. She’s really cute. How long have you been dating?”

Zac tried to avoid the question. I smirked, knowing it was all for the camera. Ellen gave him a sly smile, “so, you’re dating.” Zac laughed and looked at me in the audience. Maybe we weren’t as sneaky as we thought.


Don’t you think if they were together there would be at leaat one pic? PR is so important to her. Somewhere I thought I read he was with some starkids. And it’s so quiet today.


The answer is maybe. I lean towards it being a staged evening where we were meant to believe they were together. Traci and Joe are always willing players and Traci knows posting a pic of Von Greasy gets her attention on her IG.  

And we are further to believe that Chris was at Zac’s birthday party with Will (and of course Ashley as she is always the babysitter) based on his comment on Zac’s IG (again no photographic evidence).  

But in reality, I believe, the boys got to celebrate Paddy’s Day together.

But the fact remains we can never say absolutely no.  She does posts some events exclusively to her private IG (that we all expect to be made public before this mess ends).  And some she reserves. Waits to post them until there is a dry spell and she desperately needs to prove how happy and in love they are!!!!!

Which is why I say maybe. 


Part ii of Meeting Him: Liam Dunbar

Note: Honestly I don’t know what this is lol I just started writing and this happened. It’s way longer than I thought it would be. Sorry about that ahaha. It’s kind of a bad habit. Also, the ending is a bit cheesy :P

“I can’t find Lilo.”

           I glanced up from my book in disbelief. Zachary stood above me with a deep pout on his face. His bright blue eyes glittered with tears. Quickly, I pulled him to me. “Hey, don’t cry. What do you mean you can’t find Lilo? I thought I saw him waiting for you on the bench.” I could have sworn I had seen Liam’s hair…

           Zac shook his blond head. “No, that’s Phillip’s big brother, Jeffery. Lilo isn’t here. Where is he Y/N?”

           There was no way that I was going to tell him that I didn’t know.  That would trigger the waterworks for sure. Instead, I set him on my hip and carried him out from underneath the bleachers. The first person I spotted was Kira. “Hey!” I called, lightly jogging over to her position by the goal. Liam had introduced me to his friends on the lacrosse team a few weeks ago: Scott, the team captain; Kira, the very sweet girlfriend of Scott; Stiles, a sarcastic dork. “Hey, sorry to interrupt, but have you seen Liam anywhere? He’s Zachary’s ‘coach’ and, well… Zac can’t find him.”

           Kira’s dark eyes went wide and she bit down on her lower lip. “Um… I don’t think Liam’s here today…” She mumbled something that strangely sounded a lot like, “It’s a full moon tonight.”

           “What?” I asked, confused.

           “Nothing!” She exclaimed with a nervous smile. Her fingers began to fiddle with the ends of her pigtails. “Liam’s with Scott right now; they had some personal business to take care of. But they’ll both be back on Wednesday! Until then, Zac can work with Andy and I.” She gestured towards the freckle-faced kid on her right.

           “Okay…” I drawled out. “That sounds good. Thanks. What do you think, Bub? Are you good to work with Kira today?”

           Sadly, he nodded. Gingerly, I placed him on his feet. His little arms crossed. “I miss Lilo.” He mumbled. Don’t we all, kiddo. Don’t we all.


           It was well after midnight when my cellphone began to ring. I paused the Xbox- I was replaying World At War for probably the millionth time- and swiped it off the coffee table. It wasn’t so much the late hour that freaked me out. It was the name glowing across the top of my screen that had my finger frantically sliding to answer.

           “Liam? Do you know what time it is? Where were you today?” I demanded in a furious whisper. Mom was fast asleep, and I was sure Zac was knocked out, too.

           “Y/N, good, you’re up.”

           “Stiles?” I scrunched my nose. “Why are you calling me on Liam’s phone? Is everything okay?”

           “Oh yeah, everything’s just fine-” His response was cut off by a violent growl in the background. I nearly jumped a foot in the air.  “Okay, maybe everything’s not so fine. It’s kind of hard to explain-” The growl sounded again, louder and filled with rage.

           “What the hell is going on Stiles?” I practically shrieked into the phone.

           “Look, I’ll explain later. I have a theory that I need to test. You have to come up to the school-”

           “Now? Are you crazy? It’s almost 12:30!”

           “I know, I know, it’s short notice. Please. You need to come to the school right now.”

           “You can’t be serious.”

           “Don’t make me beg. We don’t have time.”

           “What was that sound I heard earlier?”

           “Alright, fine. I guess I’m begging. Here we go. Listen close ‘cause I don’t do this often: beg, beg, beg, beg, beg.” The pissed off howls of anger drowned out the sound of his pathetic pleading. I could hear Scott yelling, “Stiles! Would you just-”

           “I’m trying! She’s not budging!” Stiles bellowed back. Then he spoke again, but this time his voice was closer, like he was speaking to me again. “Y/N, please. It’s about Liam.”

           “Liam?” I whispered. That was the deciding factor. “Fine. I’m coming. I’ll be at the school in ten minutes. I really hope, for your sake, Stiles, that this isn’t some sick joke.” With that I hung up and started for my room, only to plow over Zachary. “Bubba!” I murmured harshly. “What are you doing up?”

           “I heard you talking about Lilo.” Zac answered with honest eyes. “I want to go see him with you.” I didn’t have time to argue. I knew that whatever was going on might be dangerous. Still, I didn’t want to leave Zac here, where he could easily rat me out to Mom if she were to wake up.

           “Fine.” I consented. “Go put on your shoes.”


           As soon as I parked, Zachary began to fumble with his seatbelts. “No, Bub.” I reached back to stop his small hands with a gentle touch. “You need to stay in the car.”

           “I want to go with you! I want to see Lilo too!” He wailed.

           “You will!” I fought to keep my voice from rising. The last thing I needed was for Zac to have a meltdown. I’m anxious enough. “I’m going to go get Liam. He’s going to come out here and then he will see you.”

           Zachary thought that over. I waited to see what he had to say, but when I realized it had been almost 30 minutes since I had last talked to Stiles, I hurriedly un-did my seatbelt. “I’ll be back in a second.” I promised.

           “Y/N, why are we at the school?”

           “I don’t know, Bub. That’s what I’m about to find out.”

           “Y/N, why is Stiles running to our car?”

           “What?” I whirled my head around. Sure enough, Stiles was rushing over to us, the gym door slamming shut behind him. I hopped out to greet him. “Where is-”

           Stiles walked right past me. “You brought the kid?” He asked, his voice holding an accusatory tone. “Why the hell would you do that?”

           Frustrated, I groaned. “Because I didn’t know what else to do with him!”

           “How about leave him with his mother? Do you have any idea how dangerous it is right now?”

           “No, I don’t, because you wouldn’t tell me!”

           Just then, the piercing sound of metal being ripped apart filled the humid night air. Ferocious snarls followed, and the pounding of rapid feet across the ground. Before I could even turn around fully, Stiles was shoving me behind him. “Liam, don’t!” He yelled. The hammering of running feet slowed. The snarls turned to heavy grunts and deep breaths. Cautiously, I peered around Stiles.

           It was Liam- sort of. His eyes weren’t the same beautiful blue anymore. They glowed like yellow fire, bright against the new hair that had sprouted across his face and illuminating his now elongated ears. My breath caught in my throat when I noticed the tiny knives protruding from his fingertips… wait… those were claws… and his teeth…

           Kira’s voice echoed through my head, “It’s a full moon tonight.”

           Oh my… Liam… Liam’s a…

           I couldn’t even finish the thought. Everything felt like it was happening in slow motion. Liam threw aside Stiles carelessly. Scott was yelling somewhere, and Stiles started screaming, too. It was hard for me to comprehend anything. All I that was going through my mind were endless self-defense moves that would probably be useless against Liam… ‘cause he’s a…

           Focus! Right! I situated my feet in the correct positions, made my fist, and took a deep breath. Liam stalked toward me like a wolf hunting his prey. How ironic.  

           Then the unthinkable happened. I know, what a thing to say when your crush turns out to be a werewolf and is about to kill you.

           Zachary banged his tiny palms against the windows of the car. “Lilo!” He commanded. “Lilo stop! That’s not nice! You’re scaring Y/N.”

           Liam turned to the window. In that instant, all his features softened. His eyes flickered, and then were baby blue. His hair, claws, and teeth retracted. His ears shrunk. Then he stared at me with a trembling lower lip. “Oh my… Y/N I’m so, so sorry…” Liam was barely audible as he began to stumble backwards.

           Oh no you don’t, buddy boy.

           Without even considering the consequences, I rushed forward and brought Liam into a tight hug. He squirmed, trying desperately to shake my arms off, but I refused. “Don’t,” I muttered into his hair. “It’s okay. It’s over.”


           “It’s called an Anchor.” Liam mumbled, not meeting my eyes. “Basically, an Anchor is someone or something that ties you to your humanity. It brings you back when the anger takes over.”

           I sat beside him in the shade under the bleachers. We hadn’t talked for a few weeks, mainly because neither of us knew what to say. It’s surprisingly hard to strike up a civil conversation with someone who at one time tried to kill you.

           I peered through the small openings of the bleachers at Zachary. Scott had called a ten minute break from lessons. Zac had taken advantage of this opportunity, hungrily devouring the snack Kira had given him, and talking enthusiastically to Andy.

           “And Zac… he’s your Anchor?” I tried to make my question sound casual, but because the subject was so personal, it sounded snoopy.

           Liam scratched the back of his head. “Yeah, I guess so.”

           “That’s weird.” I declared.

           “I know.” Liam replied. “I think so too. It’s not something that I can control though. It just happens on its own. I wish it didn’t have to be him…”

           “…because now every full moon you’ll need him.” I finished. Liam pursed his lips and slowly shook his head, saying, “Not necessarily. Only until I get my shifting under control.”

           “But until then… you need him.”

           Liam paused. It seemed like he didn’t know how to respond. Fine. He didn’t have to. I had some things that I wanted to say anyway.

           “Look, Scott told me that you’re still beating yourself up over what happened before Zac yelled at you. And I know you probably won’t believe me, but I refuse to think that I’m wasting my breath because you need to hear this, whether you’re listening or not: what happened that night is over and done with. There’s nothing we can do about it now, so unless you have some strange desire to be mopey all the time, forget about it. You didn’t hurt me. It won’t happen again because Zac will be there to whip you into shape. So please…” My voice broke at the end. “Please just look at me. Once.”

           Liam’s head jerked my direction almost instantaneously. My heart pounded at the sight of his eyes. Damn. “Thank you.” I whispered. Then I felt ridiculous so I moved on to my next topic. “Scott also told me something else. And he said for you to listen to my heart to see if I’m lying, whatever that means.” I brushed aside the confusing words. I had pretty much given up trying to understand all this supernatural stuff.

           “Liam, I am not afraid of you.” I watched his face carefully, studied the way his eyes darted down to my chest and then back up to my face. Gradually, like I was trying to sneak up on a deer, I scooted closer to him. Liam didn’t move away, which I considered a good sign. My hand came up to cup his cheek, making him shudder. His eyes were locked on mine as I came close enough to feel his breath on my lips. “So you don’t have to be scared.” I soothe. Then I kissed him. And get this- he kissed me back.


           After practice, Liam, Zac, and I decided to go out for ice cream. Zachary, of course, became a sticky-fingered fudge monster within the first few minutes of receiving the delicious treat. Liam, naturally, consumed his three scoops in probably the same number of seconds. And I, being the nerd I am, ate slowly, savoring every sweet bite.

           “So, Zac,” Liam carefully stacked their paper bowls together, pushing them off to the side. “I wanted to talk to you about the other night.”

           Zachary popped his index finger out of his mouth. Most kids suck their thumbs when they’re tired. My brother sucks his pointer finger. “What night Lilo? When you turned into Stitch?”

           Liam and I exchanged glances. “Um, yeah…” Liam said, as I chimed, “Sure, why not?” Liam cleared his throat and gave Zac a small smile. “Look, buddy, you can’t tell anyone that I can turn into… Stitch, okay? That’s a secret. No one can know about it.”

           After thinking for a moment, Zac nodded. “Okay.” He said simply. Then he yawned. “Can we listen to Danger Zone in the car?”