i can't believe i tagged this guy

I’ve started setting things for the next generation to distract myself and well… :)


Sherlock // The Final Problem // Aesthetic


Accurate af 😂😂😂


Would you trade this war to make it so? It is some kind of hell to be forced to choose one irreplaceable thing over another.

HEYO STAR WARS FAM! it’s me, calling from the other side. Lmao, I am so funny, rip. ANYWAY, there has been a LOT of negativity in the fandom lately and meanwhile, I am more than HAPPY that I do not have any part in it, I do see some of it on my dash. It makes me SAD &&. makes me think about how we used to be ( wow, cheesy ) when I joined, the fandom wasn’t like THIS but well, time never stops ( *fight the urge to athlete student meme this —* ). So, I know, I know - this post won’t change ANYTHING but I just wanted to do something to maybe cheer us all up a little. Negativity should not take over a fandom and should not be the reason people neglect their blogs. Have your Clique, have your faves as long as YOU feel comfortable because THAT is all that matters. And now, something bright &&. nice so yes, under the cut are some Positive Callouts!! happy reading and spread the positive vibes! 

xoxo Antonia

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guys I drew @tyleroakley a couple of days ago during Cyclone Debbie when our power was out! I was determined to keep drawing so I literally bandaged a torch to my head so I could keep drawing 😂😂 

I posted this drawing on Insta ( @ colourofoctober ) and it would honestly make my day if you could go over and tag him in the comments on insta or reblog this so he can see!


cs future family — ღ — CaptainCharming II CaptainCobra — “I broke down crying in your Grandfather’s arms the night my daughter was born…” — or, you know, the night the wee babies are born and how these guys handled the whole thing.  (slightly)angsty fluff? :)

This is obviously never in a million years happening in canon, but I’m still craving already all the Daddy!Killian/Grandpa!Killian fluff, so here’s THIS anyway! I very selfishly needed it! :D Flashbacks are in Italics. 

    Killian wishes he knew the exact way or words to help the lad. He knows in his heart that everything is going to turn out fine regardless, but he still wishes Henry knew this as well.

And he knows, oh Killian knows rationally Henry probably knows everything’s going to be okay already, but Killian also knows, from his own experience, that right this second, rationality isn’t exactly first on Henry’s mind.

So he waits it out. Killian doesn’t exactly want to approach Henry with his unsolicited opinion, but he still knows the two of them are bound to exchange some words at some point this day anyway.

Killian knows it’s not the right time yet though. The lad is seemingly trying to appear so tough and in control of the whole situation and Killian respects that.

Killian has to commend him for it even; he’s doing a much more believable job than Killian ever did once upon a time when he was in Henry’s shoes.

Needlessly to say, Killian Jones can’t be prouder of his lad right now.

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He’s losing it.

He’s shaking and he feels as though someone has a very tight grip on his heart right now. He feels sweaty and tingly —as though he’s being suffocated from the inside out. He tries to force himself to breathe but it comes out shallow and rapid. He shudders; eyes squeezing against the tears he doesn’t wish to cry.

His chest almost hurts and he wants— he doesn’t know what he wants —he just needs to do something, but he’s useless. All evening he’s done nothing but watch and it’s —it’s too bloody much for him to handle.

Killian turns facing a wall, his palm flat on the cool surface steadying him. He doesn’t trust his legs to hold him up so he leans heavily onto the wall, his forehead touching its surface. He breathes, harshly and unsteady, he wants to scream really —cry perhaps too, out of frustration and—

“Breathe,” a voice calls, and Killian hears it muffled by the sound of his very own heart pounding in his ears. “Breathe,”

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Ok, first of all, I can’t believe I actually managed to write something let alone a pyrruby fic but what can I say, this is one of my favorite rare pair here in this fandom.

This is basically a short fic written around one of the post in the blog “RWBY Conversations” I’ll leave the link right here if you want to check it out:


Also, RWBY is property of Rooster Teeh, Monty Oum (RIP), RWBY conversations and the owner of the idea for the post.

without further adue, let’s move onto the fic…


Yang Xiao Long considered herself a very perceptive person. Not the nosy type of course, just the kind that would notice if something new or amiss was going on with her loved ones or close friends and she certainly thought she would be the first one to notice if her baby sister, for example, developed a crush or know if she actually entered a relationship.

Well, today, that notion would be proven wrong.

At lunch period, when Yang arrived to the dining hall after having to stay after class to discuss her last paper grade with Professor Oobleck, she found her team seated at the table. Weiss eating her lunch quietly and Blake was reading a book while eating, the usual but what was certainly off place in the scenario was that bouquet of flowers beside her sister.

Now look at this, my baby sis has an admirer” she thought while taking a seat next to Ruby. “Aww Ruby, what’s with the bouquet of flowers?” she asked.  

“Oh, they’re from my girlfriend” the red headed girl answered matter of factly, catching the blonde girl completely off guard.

“What? Since when have you had a girlfriend?” At this point, the other members of team RWBY stopped their activities altogether and put attention to the scene.

“Ruby, you didn’t tell her you’re dating someone!?” Blake asked finally taking her eyes off the book to address the leader. Now this was taking a kind of tone and/or implications that Yang didn’t like too much.

“YOU KNEW!?” the brawler finally shouted attracting the attention of the neighboring tables and their occupants.

“We all did” Weiss answered like it wasn’t the biggest of deals, which for Yang right now, it really was. “I think even the professors know by now”

“*sigh* seriously? Well, why am I the last one to know? I’m your big sister Rubes”

Ruby had the decency to look a bit embarrassed before answering “Well I didn’t know how you would react and Pyrrha was super nervous to tell-“

“Pyrrha!? You’re dating PYRRHA!?”

From down the table, the alluded waves to Yang cheerily, like she does most of the time.


Yang thought she had seen a lot of things in her young life, but to see the Pyrrha Nikos in a relationship with her baby sister was the least expected of them all; but here she was, rising from her seat at the table to give Ruby a hug and a kiss on the cheek, which the younger one happily received and returned.

With this simple but enlightening display of affection Yang had a better picture of what was going on and regardless of the many question popping up in her mind, she wouldn’t deny that Ruby seemed very happy with the relationship and Pyrrha was a great girl after all.

Still, as a big sister, she had duties to fulfill and not even Pyrrha Nikos would escape a certain speech she needed to prepare right now.


There, I did it. I really, really did it.

So, I hope I’ve entertained you abit and see you guys later

I know I’ve been posting a lot about this, but bear with me for one more post.

After completing a final quiz and submitting a final paper, I have officially completed all of my undergraduate work. And this is….monumental. I’m the first woman in my family to get a four-year degree, and I didn’t just get one - I got two. This is for my mother, the smartest and best woman I know, and for my grandmothers who were denied opportunities that I now have because of relentless, persistent women all around this country and the world. This past month has been hard but there was the light at the end of the tunnel and it’s here. 

And I just want to say to all the firsts out there - first woman in your family to go or first person in general - you’re amazing. This is so incredible and good, and I wish everyone just the best of luck outside of school. And to any firsts about to go to college in the summer or fall - you can do this. You need only blaze the trail, and you can do it. 

Thank you guys for your understanding and support! Also, WRITING HIATUS IS OFF! 

Shiro and Matt being thrown into a cell together after the Galra druids are done with them, and refusing to be parted after that. Shiro and Matt physically clinging to each other with all of their strength when the guards come into their cell so they won’t be separated. Shiro and Matt fighting tooth and nail to be kept together. Shiro and Matt huddling close together for comfort while on the shuttle to the gladiator arena. Shiro and Matt holding hands while they’re forced into the area so that at least they’re going in side by side

Shiro and Matt finally being pulled apart by the Galra soldiers when they drag Shiro off of Matt. Shiro and Matt only being separated because Shiro let go

okay guys let’s make a rule

I have a limit to everything.

in this case, discussing fascists on an even level with their opponents.

if you have anything to say such as

  • putting lepen on the same level as her opponent as in ‘they’re the same thing’
  • ‘okay but she’s just as bad as -’
  • ‘they’re all the same’
  • ‘she can’t be worse than -’
  • ‘you don’t understand her policies’

you can save your time and avoid actually informing me of that because I don’t think fascists should even be engaged in political discussion never mind being taken seriously as a political force or anything of the kind

so for the love of whatever deity you believe in if you do, spare me from the fucking lepen discourse because I draw the line at even giving self-proclaimed fascists more recognition than strictly necessary and considering them on an even level with their non-fascist opponents thank you

to keep you warm

pairing: victuuri
words: 8374
rating: teen and up
tags: emerald city inspired fantasy au, witches, ice and fire powers, fate & destiny, opposites attract, pining, fluff, mild gore, happy ending, kissing, implied chris/phichit, yuri is the best wingman even if it’s chris who is more helpful, heavy on metaphors

summary: How do you love someone who you can’t touch? Simple – with a force of burning fire, enough to melt your heart.

or simply the fic where Victor is the Witch of the North and Yuuri is the principal apprentice of the Rising Sun and they can’t be around each other without someone getting hurt (it’s Victor, it’s always Victor)


A/N: below you will find the fic, accompanied by art the incredible @maniacani did for me, so please go take a moment to appreciate her beautiful work! I’m so happy with how everything turned out ahhh YALL GO COMMISSION ANYA RN SHE’S WORTH ALL THE MONEY I PROMISE!!!!!

ps. it might be a good idea to read on ao3 ^u^)b


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