how true though

Why do I have a horse? Why is it named Threat? Why is this 0 day old horse on Tumblr? Why is Threat dead? Was I to much of a threat to Threat? Did I accidentally kill Threat? Is this what my humanity has come to? Have I killed this pixel horse and neglected it’s life to the point of pixel death?! Was I the true THREAT all along?

  • Person: Hey, whatcha doin' for the weekend?
  • Me: Just the usual.....
  • Me: *sitting in front of my laptop for hours*
  • Me: *wearing my one-week-unwashed hoodie*
  • Me: *bowl of cereal in my hand*
  • Me: *drowning into my fandoms more and more than I originally intended to*
  • Me: ...I'm a very busy person
Musicians be like

Beginning of a practice session:

5 minutes later:

Lumiette Thoughts

There was probably one point at Lumiere and Plumette’s wedding where Lumiere’s just sitting at a table watching her interact with Belle and Mrs. Potts and Chip and he just can’t get over how beautiful she looks in her wedding dress, how her eyes sparkle when she moves, her smile the embodiment of pure joy; she shines brighter than anyone else in the room.

And he’s hopelessly lovestruck; he can’t stop staring at her and it’s then that he realizes how lucky he is that he married this wonderful woman.  That’s my wife, he thinks, over and over again, because it just hasn’t sunk in yet.  And then he’d say it out loud, to anyone who was around to listen…particularly Cogsworth, who’s probably sitting right next to him, and after a few times, Cogsworth’s just like “yes, that’s the fifth time you’ve said it.”

So he starts saying it to other people, like Mrs. Potts, Chapeau, Adam, Belle.  They all smile and tolerate it a lot more than the majordomo does, probably because they know that this is a happy moment for him and Plumette, and they most definitely have a happy life ahead of them.

But there’s probably this one moment where he goes to say it to Cadenza and stops, because the maestro is already smiling and giving him this look that says, no words necessary, “I know exactly what’s going through your head right now, and you’re gonna be feeling that way for the rest of your life. Believe me, I know.”

And then he gets up to accompany the Madame, because even if they were turned down they’d still be there to perform, they’re just that persistent, and Lumiere looks after them, sees the glances they share before they start, and thinks yep, he gets it, he understands.  

And then he runs over to ask Plumette to dance with him, and for a second he doesn’t know what to say–him, the romantic, too in awe, too head-over-heels in love to say a few words.  But then Plumette asks him if he wants to dance (saves him), and he’s like yes, please, it’s already felt like forever since we’ve danced (it’s been like half an hour), we have to make up for lost time, he insists.

And when they do, and they’re staring into each other’s eyes, his hand tucked around her waist and her hand resting on his shoulder, her face, her eyes, everything about her is more radiant than the sun (and her smile, her smile).  He’s content, he’s perfect, he’s never felt more alive…

But it’s merely the first moment of the rest of forever.  A moment that, in that instant, has already lasted a lifetime.

problems with being a multi-shipper:



I lied, there are no problems, it’s great. I go around like ‘oh, I’ll have this one, and this one, let’s not forget this one! Oh this one’s interesting, and I gotta try this one out! Oh here’s one I’ve never tried before, sure, why not?’ As I add all the ships to my fandom shopping trolley.

If this whole Malec leaked promo thing is true, then I’m honestly okay which the angst. Last time the angst was hard for me to watch because their relationship was still new, but now they’ve officially said that they love each other and their relationship has matured. I think that they’re gonna be able to handle some fights because that’s what couples do sometimes. This is the shows way of giving us drama for them without actually breaking them up like most shows do with their LGBT couples.

I have a really far-fetched theory about Stevenbomb 6

What if Steven visits the future? My main reasoning is that I can’t help thinking that the child asking “Are you my dad?” in the promo is addressing Steven. The creatures whose silhouettes we see behind Onion aren’t like anything we’ve encountered before, and Pearl’s expression when Steven is leaving through those glowing yellow doors suggests that she’s never seen that kind of thing before. I could see Steven having to visit a future in which he never heals corruption and leaves his own kid to finish his work just like his mom did. So Steven goes into the future to recover the people who’ve gone missing and meets his future kid, who convinces him to take some drastic measure to change the course of fate. I predict that “Doug Out” and “The Good Lars” will be mostly fluff, so all of this action would be packed into two 11-minute episodes (“Are You My Dad?” and “I Am My Mom”). Of course, we’ve seen the Crewniverse do this before ;)
Needless to say, I am so pumped for this new bomb!

Broken

Title: Broken - If It Can Bleed Part One

Characters/Pairing: Dean x Female!Reader (next part), Sam, Cas (one line, though he’s not seen.)

Word Count: 2300

Warnings: Blood, reader is badly injured, implied violence, maybe a swear word or two.

Series Summary: The reader is a genetically enhanced assassin who’s on the run from her creator, but what will happen when she get’s taken back to the bunker by Sam and Dean? Or falls for one of the Winchesters…

Author’s Note: Okay guys, this is part one of that assassin story I told you about! I’m not 100% sure how long it will be at this point but right now my guess is around 7 parts, not too long, not too short, and I hope you guys are as excited about it as I am! If you want to get tagged in the following parts of this please send me an Ask or add yourself to This List. Feedback is always appreciated, and enjoy!

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     Light streamed in the in through the glass your cheek was currently pressed against, stinging your eyes in the seconds you managed to keep them from falling shut again and warming your sticky, blood-covered skin. It took you all of one shuttering, raw breath to remember what had happened - the fists and claws, the panic and pain. They’d found you.

     Recognition surged through your thoughts as your heightened sense of hearing picked up on the powerful engine of the vehicle you were in, speeding down the road surely faster than what was legal. You were being taken somewhere - you were being taken back to her. No. You couldn’t allow that, you couldn’t go back.

     Not now, not ever.

     You didn’t have time to formulate a solid plan, didn’t even stop to think about the extent of your injuries and whether or not you were even capable of executing one, and flew solely on fear and the guttural need to get away from the people holding you captive. So with what sorry bit of strength you had left you fumbled for the seatbelt pressing in on your slashed chest, curled your hand under the seat to let your claws discreetly slid free, and then –

     “How much longer ‘till we get to the hospital?”

     You paused at the unfamiliar voice.

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I’m a senior. When I was a sophomore, I had PE with this senior TA. At some point I remember her telling some story about someone snorting coke in class??? Idk how true it is though