how the hell are we tagging this show

Relatedly, HOLY GOD, look at this. They made a marker showing exactly where they sat for the photo, so you can re-create it.

When people dig this shit up in 3,000 years, they are deadass going to believe we worshiped the Beatles as deities. And I’m not even sure they’ll be wrong.

Archaeologist 1: Metal buttprints?! What in the HELL?

Archaeologist 2: Ah yes. From the Bug Cult. Intended for ritual purposes.


ayyyyy, here are some recent overwatch draws I’ve done!! posting for my friend @thetiniestcicada !!! 💕🔥

Sharing is Caring.

Dean Ambrose/Roman Reigns/OC- Reader’s shower stops working and needs to use Roman and Deans. Things get a little carried away.

Warnings: I don’t know why this is so long but it is, also there aren’t any except for pure smut.

I don’t know where this idea came from but I’m damn glad that its here now : @alexispoo @the-geekgoddes @vebner37 @sierrarukia @ambrosegirlforever

I smirked as my heels clicked on the concrete in the halls of the arena. Seeing that I wasn’t scheduled to fight tonight but instead I had a promo with Dean and Roman, my outfit had to be perfect. My heels made me feel a little bit more superior than my fellow wrestlers and the whistle that just left Finn’s mouth made me giggle in delight.

As I stood in the gorilla waiting for my cue, I checked my reflection once more and smiled as I saw how well my dress hugged every curve on my body. My music pulled my attention away from the mirror and I walked out the curtain to an audience chanting my name.

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anonymous asked:

Can i please have a warren worthington imagine where he acts very macho in front of his friends but when he is with the reader he is like putty in their hands. Just a lot of fluff and shy and in love warren 😭😭

Of course!!!!!!! I’m sorry it’s taken me fourteen years to get to this (sometimes I forget I have a side blog) but I hope this is okay!

I’m using s/o (and y/n instead of an actual name, but that’s a normal thing I think) instead of girlfriend/boyfriend because I try to keep things gender neutral! I hope that’s okay, because that’s how I like to write!

Warnings? Maybe some cursing but that’s about it (also mentions of dogs getting their lil baby paws stepped on and peter getting beat up?)

“Scott, don’t even try to act like you didn’t cry when you stepped on that dogs foot.” Peter said, crossing his arms.

Warren, Peter, Kurt, and Scott were sat in a circle. A bro circle, of course.

“Of course I cried, Peter. I have a soul. You nearly cried when Kurt bamfed in front of you and your pizza slice almost dropped onto the floor.” Scott snapped back, frowning.

“It was quite amusing, Peter.” Kurt smiled gently at him, causing Peter to smile to.

“Well, Warren cried last night when his-”

“I did what now, speedy?” Warren cut him off, his wings flicking out as a warning.

“You almost cried last night, when y/n started tearing up because Scott stepped on the dogs foot.” Peter said, raising his eyebrows at him.

“No,” Warren scoffed, his wings tightening up “I did not. I don’t have enough emotion for that, Petey.”

“Yes, you literally did. I saw the tears in your eyes. Warren’s a crier.” Peter grinned at him and dived when Warren launched his boot at his head.

“Shut it, speedo.” He snapped, glaring at him “I could, like, beat you up. So, fuck off with that shit.”

“Who’re we beating up?”

Warren sat up immediately, blushing “Hey baby”

He smiled, his arm wrapping around you gently, his wings fluffing up as you kissed his cheek in a greeting.

“We’re beating up Peter.” He said, softly.

“Awh, hell yeah. I’ve been waiting forever for a reason to beat up banana hammock.” You said, grinning at him.

“Banana hammock?”

Warren ignores Peter and smiled again, rubbing your cheek with his thumb, humming “We can tag team him.”

“I’m gonna go find Jean, I wanna show her the dog we found yesterday.” Scott left the room, dragging Peter behind him, who was pulling Kurt with him.

“Why do we wanna beat him up?” You asked, giggling as he said “He was telling everyone how I cried yesterday because you started crying and for some reason I couldn’t help it but start crying with you.”

“It was precious, really.” You said, smiling as he placed his forehead against yours. “You’re a very doting boyfriend. Very emotional… Very empathetic? That’s a better word. Empathetic.”

“It’s only because I love you.”

You could feel your heart stutter, thinking in the back of your mind that’s not healthy, grinning as you responded “I love you, Warren. My angel.”

“I love you, doll. Cupcake. Honey. My sweet baby love. Love of my life. Darling. Pumpkin.” He pressed little kisses to your cheeks as he went on, leaving you in fits of giggles.

“Are you done?” You asked, looking up at him.

“With loving you?” He asked, smiling “Never.”

“Get a room, you nasties!”

“Oh fuck off Peter!”

Ugh, so apparently my most popular trending post at the moment is the one about racist homophobic “Karen” kicking her gay daughter out of the house. And the reason it’s trending is cause people are calling it fake, and citing the fact that I claimed “Karen” had been writing slash fic for over 30 years.

Newsflash children: You did not invent fandom, you are not even close to the ground level of fandom inception as you know it today. 

Yes, there was slash fic being written over 30 years ago, even longer so than that. They were called fanzines, and they were these things printed on paper, you had to sign up for them and theyd get sent in the mail to your houseAnd they were predominantly started by women over the age of 30 who wanted to talk to other people like them without the fear of ridicule for liking something for “silly” reasons like love and sex and all the other things we like about fandom.

People wrote about Star Trek, Star Wars (my god the Han/Luke slash wars involved people throwing gay fanfic onto Mark Hamill’s lawn)—pretty much any popular show at the time in the same way we do today, except now we have the convenience of a place called Ao3 and not being sued for writing fan content because yes, that was a thing that also happened.

As for the people just tagging on “this seems fake but okay” for the hell of it and talking about how no one would take in a queer kid the way Aunt Bee did? I’m sorry you are that jaded. 

I didn’t know when I was bitching about something personal going down in my fandom circles, that it’d get tumblr popular. I never know what the fuck I am going to post on this hellsite that will take off next, but it was real, and it happened. M is still living with Aunt Bee who has always been a dominant figure in the OT Star Wars fandom, looooong before Ao3 and even fanfic net was a thing. And she is known in certain circles for her overwhelming kindness and generosity. She was an internet fandom mom in the days of dial up and before, and it’s not my fault if you’re not aware of your own fandom history enough to not know who the fuck I’m really talking about. 

And no I will not post “proof” or give you real names so you can go find them, the fuck is wrong with you. These are real people with real lives and I am not about to go rooting around on people’s private facebook feeds just to score fake points on the internet. I literally do not give that much of a fuck about my blog to even try that. I shouldn’t have even been bitching about it publicly in the first place but I needed an outlet to vent that one of my oldest fandom circles was dying and was going nova in a spectacular fashion and tumblr picked it up and ran. 

And in the midst of all that, there was one small moment of genuine goodness in the world where another human being said all right no fuck your bigotry and hatred, your kid can come stay with me and did it. And while that might seem unbelievable to you and your own selfish values, people do these kind of things.

I can name five people off the top of my head here on tumblr who have helped rescue someone else from shitty abusive situations, and taken them into their homes and cared for them like their own family. 

The entire sum of the universe is not shit and desolation. 

And I’m sorry that you think it is.

Aggressively Miscellaneous Sentence-Starters


  1. “None of this would have happened if you just kept your read receipts on like a normal person.”
  2. “I didn’t even like them when they were alive. I’m supposed to suddenly give a damn now because they’re dead?”
  3. This is how you treat the person that shares his/her weed with you?”
  4. “Hey… don’t get saucy.”
  5. “It wasn’t a big fire. Small fire. Baby fire. Fire-ling.”
  6. “Jesus! You’re quiet. We should really put a bell on you.”
  7. “You cannot live off convenience store chicken tenders. You’re going to get listeria again.”
  8. “Does anybody want to get deep into voodoo with me?”
  9. “No offense but your roommate is kind of a twat.”
  10. “I was feeling really down about myself so I bought $47 worth of puzzles on my lunch break. It helped.”
  11. “You carry around a pack of Pokemon cards wherever you go but you didn’t bring your freaking Epi-pen with you?”
  12. “Is now a bad time to tell you that I never learned how to swim?”
  13. “Kind of can’t believe I shaved my legs for this.”
  14. “…sure, how could I possibly take offense to that?”
  15. “Loser buys lunch. For a week.”
  16. “That’s a terrible revenge plan. There’s not even any knives involved.”
  17. “When did we get a cat?”
  18. “Delete that picture or I’ll delete you.”
  19. “I’m a little concerned that someone who doesn’t build things has this many hammers.”
  20. “Hey, is this book of spells real, or just for show?”
  21. “What’ll it take to buy your silence?”
  22. “Your spelling is almost as bad as your flirting.”
  23. “Oh no. Your 90s R&B playlist. Are you okay?”
  24. “Why does your car smell like peppermint?”
  25. “If anyone asks, I was here all day. Actually, no. I was downtown, reading to blind children. Yeah, that’s better.”
  26. “That is an excessive amount of liquor for three people.”
  27. “I’m just going to key his/her car real quick.”
  28. “I’m going to shove that fidget spinner down your goddamned throat in about three seconds.”
  29. “You have the handwriting of a doctor…who writes with his mouth.”
  30. “I’m really sorry I set your dryer on fire again.”


  1. “Who would’ve thought Armageddon would have such a bug problem?”
  2. “God, this is a bad idea and we haven’t even done it yet.”
  3. “I’m not saying this is a suicide mission. I was just wondering what you wanted me to write on your wooden grave-marker.”
  4. “Do you think class will be canceled if the planet actually explodes?”
  5. “I really hope those weren’t gunshots.”
  6. “In this world, you learn to let go.”
  7. “I can’t eat anymore month-old fruit cocktail.”
  8. “You stay here. Lock the door and call 911.”
  9. “I can’t believe I’m about to say this but… we have to save him/her.”
  10. (“You’re bleeding!”) “The blood’s not mine.”
  11. “Do you have a better idea?”
  12. “Look, if it’s either this or die…we don’t have a choice.”
  13. “The power grid is down and so are the phone lines. Looks like we’re on our own.”
  14. “We can either hunker down and wait this out, or we can try to find a way out of dodge. Your choice.”
  15. “We’re down to four bullets, so your aim better be fantastic.”
  16. “I figure I’ve got at least another hour before I bleed out.”
  17. “Well, the screams came from that way so we should probably go the other way.”
  18. “This is so not how I pictured the end of the world.”
  19. “You think the barricade will hold?”
  20. “There’s only one road out of this godforsaken town.”
  21. “Things were so much easier when the dead stayed dead.”
  22. “Quit your bitching. You’ve got another arm, don’t you?”
  23. “Aliens are much uglier in real life than they were in movies.”
  24. “Fifteen feet of snow so far and no end in sight. I sure hope we bought enough bread.”
  25. “The water is rising so unless you know how to build a boat, we need to get to higher ground.”
  26. “You must be here to rescue me. You’re too pretty to be the Angel of Death.”
  27. “You’d be surprised what you’ll eat when you don’t have any other choice.”
  28. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”
  29. “This is my territory and I make the rules. If you don’t like it, you’re more than welcome to go live among the flesh-eaters.”
  30. “Welcome to hell. I’ll show you around.”

Honestly like?? ? ? From what I’ve seen the Slime Rancher fandom is so nice and supportive of each other. Like people can be showing off their ranches and others will say how nice they look and/or give tips on how to improve. We all marvel at how beautiful the Far Far Range’s scenery is. Everyone loves the characters! People can waltz right up into the tags, hold up a picture of a slime, and get tons of great compliments about their Precious Slime Children!!! It doesn’t even matter which kind of slime!!! Puddle? They’re good shy boys! Rad? They’re -rad-ical! Tabby? SOFT KITTY FRIENDS! Pink? Classic! Hell, even Tarrs? Someone out there is gonna love those rainbow licorice renegades!

Like it’s just such a nice wholesome thing to see!!! I hope everyone’s slimes are well-fed and happy! I hope your plort stock exchange favors you! I hope you always get the resources you need! I just hope you enjoy the whole experience! 🌟👈👈

Okay so there was 50% off on everything in the store at my last job, and it got hard having to calculate half off of the price of each object, so we would type in the entire price, then the computer would split it. Also, if there were several objects with the same price the computer would just add them up together. So basically it said 30 when there was three ten items. I also work in second hand, so the receipt only shows what I type in, not the items. So this one loaded up a bunch of stuff on the counter, and I typed in all of the prices, halfed it. Told him the total, got payed and sent.him off. Not five minutes later, he comes back yelling at me. He’d appearently looked at his receipt and looked at the total and apparently thought I hadnt halfed it? He saw one that was fifty and was certain that was supposed to be 25, and he got very angry and starting yelling at me. I calmly told him that he’d bought two hundred items, that split into fifty but he wouldn’t have it. And on this receipt, you could see both the original price and the split price, so I used a calculator, counted all the original prices, and then halfed it, and it showed the same exact amount as he’d payed. Though he would, again, not believe me. And by this point I got very anxious so another worker came, and she told him that we go.outside and count the prices again. So we took out everything he’d bought from his car, and the price tags were still there so we typed it all up, and again halfed it, showing, again, the same amount. He looked at it in absolute disbelief, like he couldn’t quite believe that he was wrong. So he begrudgingly threw.His stuff back into his car, grumbling and muttering. Hell, he didn’t even apologize before he drove off, still grumbling. How rude can you possibly be like damn.

#flirting (an Olicity fic)

Here’s a ridiculous little celebrity/social media au one shot. I wrote it this summer and totally forgot about it but I found it today so… here it is! There may be a few more parts to this, idk. We’ll see!


She was standing in the kitchen, just finishing off her (disgusting) protein shake, when an alert lit the face of her phone.

@OliverQueen tweeted a photo.

She chugged the last sip—ugh!—and swiped the screen. A second later a photo of Oliver was staring back at her and she’d be lying if she said her breathe didn’t catch a little at the sight.

Tight t-shirt, crazy blue eyes, just the right amount of scruff… He was gorgeous, always, but especially standing on the deck of a yacht, leaning over the railing just enough to show off his muscular shoulders. The tweet said, “Fav pic from the @MensHealth shoot.” It already had over a thousand likes.

Felicity liked the tweet and threw her glass in the sink, maybe a little rougher than she’d meant to considering the way it rattled around.

It wasn’t that she was jealous. She was happy for Oliver; he worked hard to maintain his physique and anyone who worked that hard for anything deserved praise and a spread in Men’s Health was good for him, but ugh! Over a thousand likes in less than three minutes? Really? How was it possible?

Her phone vibrated and she looked down to see another alert.

@OliverQueen: @FelicitySmoak you should have come with. Missed you on the boat ;)

Felicity sighed and tapped out a return message.

@FelicitySmoak: @OliverQueen motion sickness, photogs and getting hit on 24/7? Yeah what was I thinking passing on that?

As was usual whenever she got into a conversation with Oliver on social media, her phone started blowing up. Likes and follows and retweets. Everyone wanted a piece of Oliver Queen, even if it was just in the form of stalking him on Twitter.

Even she had her claws in him in a way. It wasn’t like he talked to her on Twitter because he missed her sparkling personality. No, she was the Ronald Miller to his Cindy Mancini, using his popularity and social media prowess to Can’t Buy Me Love her way into the hearts of America. Or, at least, into the hearts of his millions of followers.

Her phone vibrated again, but this time it was a text.

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hi hello friends and fic writers alike!! as you know if you saw the interest post going around, my dear friend @rileysmatthews and i are officially organizing a rucas fanfic week for the month of may!! hopefully most of us will be heading towards the tail end of school or at least lightening up on work load. we know there were a couple of awesome fic weeks done for our wonderful kiddos in the past, and we wanted to try our hand at one of our own so here we are!!

the writing for the week (may 16 - 23)

much like the way i structured lucas appreciation week back in february, kate and i decided we wanted to do an 8-day extravaganza, leaving the last day as a free day for y’all to write whatever tickles your fancy! and as always, these prompts are just inspiration, feel free to take them as seriously or lightly as you wish!! for those of you who do like a little more guidance, however, we’ve also included three “hints” to go with each prompt if you’re feeling stuck and want a little more help.

  • day 1 // canon verse ; something that takes place in the canon universe as we know it (hints: date, second kiss, “this is all just one big misunderstanding”)
  • day 2 // hand-holding ; we know these kiddos are always holding hands, time to write about it even more (hints: reaching out, holding back, “your hands are cold”)
  • day 3 // one exception au ; “au where everything is the same except ______” you know you’ve heard it before, and even minor changes can have big impacts (no hints for this one as it’s really… really open-ended)
  • day 4 // argument ; even the best of couples have their bad days, but not all arguments are all that serious (hints: long distance, secrets, “you know what? i’m over it.”)
  • day 5 // future ; jump past the canon world we know and take a shot at where these losers will be down the road (hints: senior year, college, “can you believe we’ve been dating for ___ years?”)
  • day 6 // hugging ; just let the kids hug gosh dang it (hints: good news, long day, “how long does your ideal hug last?”)
  • day 7 // family OR fix-it fic ; two options here for the last official day of the week. you could go for the family angle, whether that means the matthews or the kids of our kids is up to you!! on the other hand, if there was something mj and co. did that really pushed your buttons, this is your chance to fix it!!
  • day 8 // au + free choice ; i’m not talking canon-compliant here. i want crazy, different circumstances, out of this world aus. send em to space. give em magical abilities. go absolutely nuts. or, write whatever you want. it’s free choice! (au hints: spies, wizarding world, “how the hell did we end up in this situation?”)

other important nonsense

  • make sure to tag your work with #rucasficweek2017 !!
  • READ EACH OTHER’S WORK !! we all know how hard it is to be a fic writer and hear nothing, let’s take this week to also comment on each other’s contributions !! show some love !!
  • feel free to come to me or kate if you have any questions, comments, or just wanna chat !!
  • HAVE FUN !! the show may be over but these kiddos live forever in our hearts (and our fics lmao. unless u kill em. then that’s on u.)
  • write on and read on, mad dogs
Protect You

Request(s): Hey :) Could you do a Finn Collins imagine where the reader is his sister and the grounders kill her instead but before they do, they torture her in front of everyone and they keep Finn tied as he watches and before they kill her she tells Finn that he’s the best brother and when they kill her they release Finn and leave. as soon as Finn is released he goes to his sister and hugs her to his chest and hummes her favorite lullaby and brushes her hair as he cry?. Some happy flashbacks maybe? THANKS

a/n:this was fun to write, thank you. I haven’t seen Finn’s death scene yet so I improvised , I hope you still like it though :) I also REALLY loved writing this, and I’m super proud of it so…

pairing: Siblings!Finn/Y/n

word count: 1,600

tags: @theonehundredimagines @the100imaginesblog @whatever-the-hell-we-want-1-0-0 @the100imagines @the100imagine-s @the100fandomsss @the100oneshots @heda-murphy @imagines-all-day-everyday @imaginingthe100 @octavia-marie-blake @justauthoring @all-things-the-100 @beautiful-chaos-blake

sorry if you don’t like being tagged, I just am really proud of this imagine and thought I’d tag some people




Your brothers name hung in the air.

You were trapped, and tied to a metal pole. You had no idea how long you’d been here, but it felt like forever.

The camp didn’t know where you were. Your brother didn’t know where you were, but you thought if you kept hoping he’d show up then maybe he would.

The door from your cell room opened with a click, light streaming through for the first time. Your eyes shut closed, as your heart thudded in your chest.

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It has been a while since I felt inclined to post something about tales from the crypt, but found myself getting a little snarky over some posts and anon’s, so I decided to let it all hang out on this fine Monday. Fair warning….some things here will not be politically correct, so for those with sensitivities to certain topics, you might want to scroll on by right now.

First…the good stuff. I absolutely loved seeing the IG posts from our dreamy duo yesterday! They looked so relaxed and happy, that I wanted to put on some sunglasses and have some wine in the snow. (We actually had snow here in SC yesterday, so I officially had a snow day, even though nothing stuck where I live!). More importantly, I am simply giddy that they are ensconced in SA, and now hard at work bringing my favorite book in the OL series to life. And, according to our shipper brother MBR….this will be some difficult shooting coming up, so I am ok with a little silence from time to time right now because they are WORKING….so all is good on that front.

Now, on to the tabloid fodder. As everyone knows, I have absolutely zero interest in famewhores….yes, that’s right…fame whores. And, if you watch SM or reality TV, you know who they are. Not a slam, but simple facts. If anyone believes for one minute that these people will fade into the sunset, it just won’t happen. But, how we react to such nonsense dictates how we see and feel about such games, and I laugh and shake my head more than you know these days!

I was not surprised that Sandstorm Skipper showed up yesterday. I don’t follow her, but her IG posts are all the same….and that is hysterical to me. Always Daisy dukes, that hideous hair, arms outstretched….hell,…even I can understand why this career is in the tank! I have more moves getting out of the shower than this poor chick! And, I loved the fact that the photographer outed the location and she went back and geo-tagged her own…..oops!….so much for that SA innuendo! Of course what is a girl to do when your alleged bf is hanging out and drinking wine with his hot costar in an exotic country! Nothing like quicksand to put some pep in your step….don’t you think?!?

At the end of the day, this farce will play out, and believe me…it WILL play out. In the meantime, no more eggshells….call this shit out based on what you see. And for the anon’s and antis who want to admonish the wonderful shipsters here for discussing anything….go f*ck yourselves. The days of hypocrisy are over. Fanning in any format is a two way street, so be careful what you wish for. Of course, they have to be careful as well. I occasionally lurk, and read one “other side” comment that said “they were glad Sam found a girl on his level because Cait was too sophisticated for him”…Wth??? I guess they were implying that Sam was smart to trade in “couture and class” for “kale and kohl”! (Crédit to one of my fellow shipsters for K&K,😚😚😂😂)! And, the implication was that Sam really should stay in the D-List level…..such wonderful support!

As for me, I am all about the luxury liner, and that is Sam and Cait. And, i am sure we will see more in the future, as @fromheretoeternity1121 outlined in her post yesterday. But, it will still be bs….after all, it is hard to get rid of poor on your shoe.

Happy Monday sweet shipsters! Long live all things Sam and Cait….no litter box needed!😙😍😊


Sammy Lawrence and chocolate cake

I enjoyed this just a little too much for my own liking. I just adore the different interpretations of Sammy Lawrence. And after the fun Hot Topic QnA, there was little stopping me from drawing a few of my favorites with chocolate cake. 

First is my own Sammy Wes Lawrence. Sleepy bastard. With a peace offering from Drew. 

Second up is @toonytou / @toonytouart ‘s version. And you know that bastard just took the last corner piece from Wally.

Third is @yunisverse‘s version of pre-game Sammy. He just seems the kind of guy to just get a whole cake from a bakery after a stressful week. 

Fourth is @greenghostlyjekyll / @jekyll-doodles ‘s redemption Sammy. THIS MAN. I DON’T KNOW HOW HE ENDED UP SO CUTE. I WISH I KNEW. HOLY GOD. 

Fifth is @moonraven-sparrow-summerpalette ‘s version of Sammy. Honestly, their pics was the one who started me on the slippery slope of making Sammy Wes, and I really really wanted to show my appreciation. 

And that last one… For some reason, @shinyzango‘s tags on a post amused the hell out of me. He’s still a fun punching bag in her 2-D Bendy AU, but at least recovery with cake helps. 

I will probably do one more set of these later, but I was on a roll and I wanted to share these so much. 

Welp, I did it. 

I’m not a big blogger. I don’t have a lot of followers. I draw and write in my spare time and I haven’t totally fallen in love of posting everything online. 

But I can see the effort and time creators (i.e. writers, artists, musicians, etc..) put in their works. I may not love everything they make but I know when its worthwhile. 

Life happens. Whether its from school or your mental/physical state, stuff happens. Not everyone vlogs so don’t assume because we post stuff online for people to see, we have all the time in the world. 

Anyways, I see a lot of creators being burdened with people demanding more stuff out of them, in unreasonable ways. Especially if creators already upload content on regular basis at a regular schedule (For example, twice a week for several months~). 

Stuff takes time to do. Which people may or may not have time for. But we still upload stuff cause we want to. 

Please be reasonable. Please be nice. 

If you’re unsatisfied with the content because there’s not enough of it or its not in your range of interest, then I suggest trying it out. Write your own works (whether its fanfiction or original), draw your own art. It may not be great but we all had to start from somewhere. I mean, that’s how I got started into writing and drawing fanart. 

Thank you for your time. 

Remember to support creators in any way you can. You don’t have to do anything huge, just a couple of words will do just as well. Heck, if they’re comfortable, try and to interact with them! We want to know more about our audience and stuff! Hell, that’s how I got to be friends with the people that I follow :)) 

Feel free to tag people! Whether to spread the word, look at my so-so planning, or in show of support!

jupiterhyde  asked:

How do you think friendship between Jackie and the Cheese guy would go?

LMAO, like– the guy is kind of like Fez, he’s a creep. When I said that in previous posts, it was a joke… But okay, let’s think of this in a better written way…

So Jackie would probably talk to him about shit and ask him to go with her to shopping, stuff like that, so he would carry her stuff and so.

But like it happened with Fez, she may actually get to know him and appreciate his friendship to some degree. Since they are working buds, it may be easier to share with him some of the stuff she has going. 

In the show, she uses him as a distraction from how things are falling apart with Kelso. She goes to the movies with him, accepts his kiss and actually looks into it when we are shown the moment. Even without going for a kiss, she was going to hug him, she smiled before going for that hug.

So… even if Todd is not her type, she was enjoying whatever they were having to some level. Which would be interesting to explore. But I think it would never go into romantic territory or sexual territory, either. At the end of the day, she is not into him that way.

What if she hadn’t left her job and during the summer, she would keep working in the Cheese Palace? Maybe she would tell him about Hyde and would try to set him up with someone.

They would stand behind the counter, looking at the people walking around the mall and she would signal a girl and say, “that one!” “no…” “why not?” “i don’t know…” and so on. He would signal guys and suggest them to her, she would say no way until one night Hyde appears to pick her up.

It surprises Jackie and Todd, and he just sort of like– “ok, nice one, let’s see how that goes”. He would keep saying she has bad taste in guys, she would incist Hyde is nothing like Kelso and that even if not, it doesn’t matter because she and Hyde are only friend.

“Friends, my ass” says him, but he gets to see that relationship grows. “Soooo, we sort of kiss?” “How do you sort of kiss someone?” “Like you and me?” “God… no!”, and yeah they would basically gossip all the time between selling cheese.

How is everyone?

I’ve been going on the Rumbelle tag trying to see how everyone is doing.
I know a few people have me blocked..

But I still wanted to give everyone a big hug.
We’ve been through hell the past few seasons and the moment we get hope the rug gets pulled out from under us.

Whether we see eye to eye or not I want to give e every Rumbelle fan a huge hug

We’ll be ok. The finale will be grand..and even after a show ends fandom can remain longer.
There’s talented people here, fics, art, metas, etc..

Let’s not give up.. we haven’t before.

Vodka & Cotton Candy (PT4)

Sebastian Stan x Fanfiction

Warnings: Language, Smut

☔️Tagged for Updates☔️

“We fucked a flame into being.” - D.H Lawrence

Before it rains you can almost sense it. The vital warning signs that alerts you before the storm comes. Maybe it is the changing of the colors in the sky. The clouds begin to show telltale signs, and if you take a deep breath you can even smell the sharp grassy aroma hinting at what’s to come. Or simply the down pour could happen when you least expect it.

“How the hell did you know we would be here?” Sebastian shouted. He diverted his attention towards to him, loosening his hold from around me.

“Why is it that every time we just so happen to come in contact you somehow make the situation about you?” Liam asked, sounding very defensive. His temperament changed because he grinned passed Sebastian towards me. I kept my distance, still standing closely behind Sebastian. I haven’t seen Liam or been in contact with him since the night of the bonfire and that was nearly two months ago. That night was bound to go awry, no matter how peaceful it appeared to be at first. Everything went up in flames then back down to hell leaving me with the ashes for remembrance.

“You are very bashful tonight Peyton.” His voice rang through my ears like an annoyingly bad song, that you couldn’t help but know every last word.

“Don’t even fucking speak to her!” Sebastian’s tone was loud and commanding, but not too out hand to cause a scene. That was the last thing he needed again.

“Since when did you need a mouthpiece. Newsflash Stan this isn’t some drama you are acting in.” He walked around us to be standing with a better view. Now Liam stood at arms length from me.

“Here is a newsflash for you I will knock that smug look right off of your face if you come any damn closer.” Sebastian threatened.

The way Liam’s face changed oddly enough pulled at the last of my heartstrings. I felt a pang of guilt in the pit of my empty stomach. I suppose it was normal what I was feeling. Even after everything we have been through, I couldn’t shake the connection that we shared once upon a time. There were so many questions swirling in my head that I wanted to shout at him at once. Like I needed to know if was he the one who started the fire, or when and how did he find out about Sebastian an I? Lastly how long was he going to go on hating me?

“How are you Liam?” I asked finally taking center stage, standing between them both. My words choked out because that was all I could muster up and say.

“I’m fucking fantastic!” Just by the way he spoke I knew I had the answer to my last question. “I didn’t come here to stir up anything believe it or not if that’s what you’re thinking.”

“Then what do you want? Something to torch up again?” Sebastian chimed in.

“Babe?Ready to go inside?” A woman came approaching behind him, with long strawberry blond locks and her dress could’ve passed as her skin because she wore it so tight. Liam draped his arm around her shoulders and kissed her on the mouth. “Yeah I’m all done here.” Liam looked at Sebastian then back at me giving us both a cold stare. The two of them turned around and descended down the pathway.

After they walked long enough leaving our view Sebastian and I were left standing unhinged and so far passed confused. “And you say I attract problems.” Sebastian said.

“Let’s just go.”

I stood on the sidewalk with the restaurant in my rear view. I kept my arms tightly wrapped around me because of the cool breeze engulfing around me. Sebastian went back inside to pay for the drinks that we barely touched and for the food I have yet to taste. Thinking about it only made me hungrier, but then the image of seeing Liam again made me lose my appetite. He was a gentle soul with with a big heart that only became blackened by my mistake. I should have just told him myself that I no longer wanted a relationship. Hell maybe things might’ve even ended amicably. But the rush I got from being with Sebastian,and the secrecy of sneaking off to be with him made my heart race.

“Well that’s all taken care of.” Sebastian told me as he came walking down. I gave him a smile but it was short and quick. We walked side by side to his car and he opened my door first. When Sebastian got in the car I rested my head back on the head rest. I sighed and closed eyes waiting for him to start the car.


I opened my eyes and looked over at Sebastian who was having difficulty starting the car. Each time he turned the key the car made a loud scraping noise. He cursed under his breath and tossed the keys on the dashboard. He opened his side of the car getting out examining it. I watched him tentatively as he surveyed the car. He checked under the hood of the car and even underneath it. At first Sebastian found nothing out of the ordinary. Till finally he noticed the gas cap was pried open.

“Son of a bitch!” Sebastian yelled.

I immediately got out of the car to see what was the matter. Sebastian stood next to the car flushed with anger. “What’s wrong?” I asked. My words came out almost jumble together. It was like whatever he was feeling I was feeling it too.

“He must’ve put something in the gas tank.” He kept his hands placed on the car. His mouth was pressed in a hard line.

“Who did?” I looked to see where he was talking about. There were scratches all around the car indicating that it was forcibly opened.

“Liam did!” He shouted. I have heard him yell before, but never so aggressively especially towards me. Even I flinched a little. “How do you know it was him?” My voice went small, suddenly feeling like if it was Liam then yet again it was all my fault.

“Who else would have done something so harebrained and juvenile?” His face twisted with utter revulsion. I didn’t know what to do or how to fix this. My word bank was growing empty for the perfect things to say. I had come to an end and I was beyond tired. The night still had hours left but mine was coming to an abrupt stop. It felt like I was on a never ending rollercoaster that only went backwards.

“I think it’s time to call it a night.” I breathed.

“Let me get us a car.” Sebastian reached down in his pockets to pull out his phone.

“No need! I wanna walk home…alone.” I told him. I leaned forward and gave him an awkward hug goodnight. Right as he put his arms around me to hug me back I leaned back to pull apart.

“None of this is your fault. I hope you know that.” He said in my ear as I was pulling away.

“Nothing has been going right.” My voiced cracked as if I were going to cry.

“What do you mean?” Sebastian asked grabbing ahold of my wrist. I looked down at him because I couldn’t bare to look at him in the eyes. “Look at me Peyton.” He urged.

I turned my head away like a stubborn child, afraid I would get sucked back into it all with one loving stare. “Earlier today I said I loved you and I meant it. I don’t expect you to give me a response right away. In the span of time we have been together everyday has been something new and I’ll be damned if I go back to a lack luster life without you.”

“What do you want me to say?”

“Say you’ll stay.”

{Part 4 out of 6}

anonymous asked:

what I don't get is their ship is canon. They got what they wanted? They got their boat bang. He's supposedly so in love. So why the hell are they so pressed & wasting so much energy trolling through the jonsa tag & startin shit? If we're so crazy & delusional why u even taking the time to engage?


Like you got your ship. I know you barely got development or decent scenes and the sex scene was 30 seconds of two undercooked chicken thighs awkwardly humping but isn’t this what you wanted? You got your “ice and fire” on screen and yet all you do is troll your anti tag and show how pressed you are on other posts? Listen I know Jon and Dany was underwhelming and but damn I expected people that obsessed with their ship to be more into it. They talk about anti and Jonsa more than they talk about Dany rubbing her dry cooch on Jon’s thigh. Go flick yourself to your 2 second sex scene or channel these delusions you like to spread into some decent fanfic (Lords knows yall could use some with them low numbers y'all got). Go tell each other that Jon And Dany are ice and fire and will get married and have babies 100 times until you actually believe it. Do Something, Anything besides continuously make yourself look pathetic and dumb in other people’s replies. That’s why I don’t even debate them. I don’t entertain stupid for too long, dragging not even fun when it’s that easy. Like get a life, some dick, some pussy if that’s what you’re into, some therapy, or all of the above cuz all y'all doing is providing us with entertainment and fueling my ego that gets off on controlling other people’s emotions lol

im so sick of people on this hell site making fun of others for just enjoying things and having fun. like piss off, loosen up and enjoy something for once.

i see so much talk about how shitty cringe comps are but the second something new comes out and is slightly popular hellions on this dumpster fire have to go out and cry about how  embarrassing the fans are and how awful it is something has gotten so popular.

If a new show or whatever isnt hurting anyone or prompting harmful ideals then maybe just dont worry about the fans

anonymous asked:

I remember Misha answering something about AU Cas at a con. But they also had to put out misinformation since Jared fucked up the following weekend after the season 12 finale aired. So it's very in the air. Could be Chuck or Amara. Heaven doesn't seem to care. Hell hated him. I don't see Dean using magic again for something like that.

I don’t want it to be AU Cas. AU Cas can stay in his AU with his AU Dean.

But yes, if you only go by what we know in the show right now? I have no idea who could bring him back. We have nothing to work with. Chuck didn’t answer, nobody who had access to Cas’ body and certain powers (Jack, the angels) gave reviving him a shot. And Dean burned Cas’ body so that implies to me that he’s not going to try to bring him back.