Oliver moves to shield Anti as Host steps through the rubble
of the ruined attic towards a kneeling Author. Blood streaks down Author’s
cheeks freely, and the smell of it fills the whole room. Anti trembles beneath
Oliver who tries to whisper soothing things in his ear, but Ollie is watching
the Host with wide, yellow eyes.
Host comes to a stop just a step away from the Author and
sighs. Author claws at his cheeks and bares his teeth. “How could you—how could
you do this to me?”
Host sighs. “How could you think that you could fool
Author grits his teeth. His hands and arms shake with pain
and fury and hatred, hatred for the Host. “You. Are. Not. Me.”
The Host reaches forward a hand, resting it on the Author’s
shoulder and kneeling down in front of him. “Yes, I am.” Golden light breaks
between them like the dawn, and it’s so bright that Ollie is forced to look
away. When it fades and Oliver looks back, only the Host remains, and he
stands. “Let’s go home.”
Host narrates them back into the building, and disappears
into his library with only a whispered, “The Host returns everyone’s memories
to the way they were. Please inform them that the Host will need some time to
himself,” before the door swings shut behind him.
Oliver takes Anti to one of the empty living quarters to get
cleaned up. “Take a hot shower for as long as you need to, and I’ll get you a
change of clothes, alright?” Anti doesn’t speak, but he does nod and disappear
into the bathroom like he will at least attempt to get a shower. So Oliver
leaves him to find some clothes and possibly some food.
When he returns, however, Anti still hasn’t gotten out of
the shower. Oliver is going to leave the food and clothes in the bathroom in order to find his
brothers, but when he turns to leave through the bedroom, they’re waiting for him in the door. Red and
Green immediately run to him, sandwiching him into a hug as Google hangs back
in the door. Oliver blushes and ducks his head. “I didn’t want to do
it, but I had to so that you’d all be safe.”
Google walks up and ruffles Ollie’s hair. “One of these days
you’re going to have to let us do some of the saving. You’re making us look
bad, little brother.”
Red and Green break away from hugging Oliver when Anti steps
out of the bathroom wearing one of Green’s old shirts over some shorts. He sees
the four of them standing there, staring at him and starts to panic. Oliver
rushes over to him and puts an arm around his shoulders in hopes of reassuring
him before turning back to his brothers. “Anti is the one who saved me. The
Author tried to force him to kill me, but he managed to resist.” Oliver looks
to Blue specifically. “He’s the reason I’m alive.”
Google looks from Oliver to Anti and nods to the glitch.
“Thank you. I’ve seen the Author’s handiwork before, and I know what that can
do to a person. And I know that my brothers and I aren’t all as welcoming as
Oliver, but you have our sincerest gratitude.”
Red and Green both nod, and Oliver’s smile only grows wider
as Green walks over with a raised eyebrow, flicking his eyes from Anti’s face
to the green shirt. “Sorry,” he says with a smirk, “but I don’t think you could
cut it as the Green Google, just saying.”
Anti blinks and smiles a little before asking quietly, “Do
they make ‘em in black?”
Red crosses his arms over his chest and grins. “I guess we
could make that happen.”
Anti glances over at Oliver who is bouncing up and down at
this point. “Welcome to the family, buddy!” He pulls Anti into another hug as
the other Googles, even Blue, join in. And for once, Anti feels so happy he
could almost burst.
(Wow, cutie pies, I have loved writing this story so, so
much. Each time I posted a new chapter, I was just itching to write and post
the next one for you guys to see! I hope that you enjoyed this little
adventure, and feel free to ask for any little extensions to it, any questions
that you might have. I certainly would be happy to keep writing some more for
this story arc!)
Just wondered what your all time fav Bughead fics are Jandy? This might be a hard choice because you read so many but would love to hear :)
Duuude. You just opened a Pandora’s Box, my dear Grayface. I have a lot of feelings about this but I’m usually SUPER hesitant to just lay out which fics are my favourite because I’m worried I’ll hurt someone’s feelings if I neglect to mention one of theirs.
That being said - I get asked this ALL THE TIME. It is - no word of a lie - literally my number one Asked thing. Way back when fandom was new, I easily could list a top five or something but now that question is a lot more loaded.
So this morning I figured I would try to sorta answer this but instead of giving you a point by point list of favourite fics I’d go by favourite authors, but then I realized that a list of favourite authors - even if I cut it to ten of my favourite authors - would take me several days to complete. I’m just too verbose.
Instead, I’m gonna give you a classic link list with no verbosity at all. These are my absolute favourites… No one is allowed to be hurt or angry if your fic isn’t on my list. I’m just one person and my opinion isn’t more important than any other person’s. ALSO - your fic might be number 31 on my list - I just had to give myself a number or I’d never stop. I could have gone on forever.
“resilience ― you are the person who survived a bunch of rainstorms and kept walking.”
hi taylor!! it’s sophie, I just wanted to tell you how much I love you, because I don’t think you know. I don’t think you could ever know just how important you are to me, but I’ll try to explain.
let’s rewind to 2008 when I first discover you, I hear love story on the radio and immediately fall in love with the girl with the angelic voice. I go home and go on youtube and listen to all your music and fall in love with your words and your kindness. growing up, you were always there for me. I struggle with a severe anxiety disorder that makes life really difficult for me (I’m learning to control it though, and I managed to conquer my fear of crowds to see you on the 1989 tour at hyde park!) and you’ve always been there at my worst moments to help pick me back up again. whenever I was feeling really anxious or had a panic attack, I would put in my headphones and my best friend would be there. in high school I had a really hard time and you were always there through the heartbreaks, the countless nights I lay awake wishing I was ‘normal’ and could cope with things everyone else seemed to find easy, when I struggled with some really toxic friendships that made me feel like I was worth nothing, I would blast mean and hold my head high, because taylor swift had my back and that meant everything.
and here we are now, when I love you more than ever and our interactions on instagram and tumblr have made me feel closer to you than I ever have before, but I also need you more than I ever have before. this year has been incredibly difficult for me. I let somebody back into my life who’s intentions with me were not at all what I thought they were and it really hurt me and I’m still trying to piece myself back together from that. but you gave me the strength to walk away from that situation and reprioritise myself and my mental health and I cannot thank you enough for that. but the hardest part of this year has been losing two of the most important people in the world to me in a very short amount of time. my nan and grandad truly meant everything to me and losing them is the hardest thing I have ever and will ever have to go through. I’m still really struggling. I still have really bad days. but I know that you’re there for me, always. whether it be through your music, watching your interviews on youtube or coming on tumblr and interacting with you, I know you’ll always be there for me. I want you to know that I always have your back, just like I know you always have mine.
I hope I can meet you soon and hug you and tell you all of this in person. I’d love for you to write out my ‘nothing safe is worth the drive’ tattoo too because those lyrics get me through pretty much everything. I’m so proud of you every day, and I know you’re proud of me too. I love you endlessly @taylorswift
“I really hope the new miraculouses are given out one at a time, rather than all at once. I wanna see how having them affects the characters at least slightly, and I feel like if they’re given all at once, at least one of the new heroes won’t be given the time they deserve.”
As everyone may know already, one of Version’s 3.0′s brand new implementations was the Flag System. Silver flags, golden flags, you have seen them already as the Staff has been giving them to us as rewards days priot to the update itself.
But have you noticed the Flag symbol in your map ?? (And I know you may have noticed the flags in the map too, but that comes later.) That, my friend, is the Flag Drop “System”, to give it a name. Why don’t we click on it ??
Do I really have ADHD or am I just trying to excuse my laziness? I'm constantly confused and afraid that I'm capable of keeping up with everyone But I just don't. My guilt and sense of worthlessness is weighing really heavy. I don't know how to talk about it with anyone when I don't seem visually distressed. I've been assessed with a 90% of inattentive type but I still don't know. No one else has noticed so maybe I'm lying to myself that I'm struggling? I don't know what to do
This is a pretty common feeling, especially for those who have (or lean) Inattentive, partly because Inattentive symptoms aren’t as noticeable by other people since people who have Inattentive ADHD are often quiet and non-disruptive and stuff. I want to reassure you that if you feel that you’re struggling, you are.
Something that often happens with ADHD is that we know we’re capable of more than we’re doing. Like, we know that we can do better; we just don’t, for some reason. We struggle because we know that we aren’t reaching our full potential, but we don’t really know how to make that happen.
This is because of the way our symptoms impact us. They make it difficult for us to identify our goals sometimes, and then if we know what we want we have trouble breaking down the steps we need to take to get there, and even if we know the steps we have trouble actually following through and completing the steps. Executive dysfunction screws us over a lot.
An example: I really like organizing and planning things. I’m actually pretty good at it. But I have ADHD, so can I actually maintain organization and follow through on my plans? Of course not! The day I realized that if I didn’t have ADHD I’d probably be a really organized person was the day I really began to take in just how much ADHD impacts my life.
See, I’m capable of organizing my stuff. I’m also capable of keeping it that way… if ADHD doesn’t interfere. Which it always does. I have the skills needed to do the organizing and so on, but I don’t necessarily have the ability to use those skills all the time.
It’s a really exhausting disconnect between what we know we could be and do, and what we actually end up being and doing.
So, that’s all kind of discouraging, but here are a few thoughts that I hope help you feel a bit more positive about things.
First, recognizing that you have skills but that your ability to use those skills is inconsistent is actually pretty empowering. Now that I know that I’m good at organizing but struggle to maintain it, I can work on systems that will help me maintain that organization once I’ve got it in place.
Second, if you struggle, you struggle. Your struggles might be different from other people’s struggles, but that doesn’t make them less valid or less real. Period.
Third, no matter what you struggle with, you matter. You are worth people’s time and energy, including your own. Because you are here, and that makes you important.
Asmodeus is also typically seen as a demon of lust- twisting people's sexual desires against them, and Shedim are sometimes not always seen as malicious. Do what you like with this info.
Yes! I was jumping up and down all summer wondering about how lust could fit into things with Asmodeus (cos it feels inevitable at this point in the Destiel story, now it’s SO fanfic and blatant) and now this…
The Song of Solomon The lovers part of the Bible. It’s basically Bible porn. It’s all about lovers writing love notes to each other about how much they love and long for each other. I shit you not.
Which of course I am linking to Dean/Cas given that Dean thrust it at Cas’ and Dean’s “child” who is a Cas mirror and it talks about LONGING I mean…. ;)
So yeah, this plus the imagery of Dean behind bars all episode… makes me really hopeful that as once Cas comes back the obstacle to Destiel being canon will now move from internal (them not addressing their own issues like Dean’s self acceptance and Cas’ depression and self worth) but now external, one being ripped away from the other, which in part is what I wanted from 12x23 with Cas’ inevitable death, so we could see Dean’s grief and longing.
I would love to see some from Cas, for a short time obviously because we can’t have Dean and Sam separated for toooooooo long (but again, end of the codependency means it CAN happen and I’m so here for this), but yeah Dean being banged up somewhere and seeing Cas working with Sam (and maybe Jack but who knows, it could easily be Jack who’s a part of locking him up) and showing us more blatantly HIS side of the love story running around depressionless like “WHERES THE HUNTER?” Aka parallel to purgatory Dean… cos we know Dabb loves a callback ;) With some kind of Asmodeus - induced storyline around lust exposing that they love each other ROMANTICALLY….
THIS ^^^ WOULD BE MY ULTIMATE SEASON 12 WISHLIST.
I don’t want to be deluded, but I would love this, or a variation of, so much.
A/N: This was requested by @tokentransboy:
Could you write a Crowley fanfic where he goes on a blind date with the reader to kill her but ends up really liking her? I hope you guys enjoy! Feedback is welcomed & appreciated!
Crowley looked himself up and down in the full length mirror. He was wearing his best suit. It wasn’t for a deal, it was for a date. The king of hell didn’t go on many dates, in fact dating wasn’t his thing at all. This instance was different; he was out to kill.
After having demons watch you all week, he found out your favorite foods and your favorite places to eat. When you got the invitation for the blind date and accepted almost immediately, the plan was set into action.
“Are you sure this is going to work,” a demon asked. “Isn’t this [Y/N] some kind of hunter?”
“On the contrary,” Crowley replied plainly. “She’s the most boring person on this bloody earth.”
“Then why kill her sir,” the demon questioned, handing Crowley the bottle of cologne.
Nguyen and Sid are angels and I think it’s fate that I’ve found them because we all have Aries-Aquarius moon/rising aspects and it was just meant to be 💃🏾 They do so much for me and one day I hope to have enough where I can do more things for them cause they’re really some ride or dies @gayscorp1o @ngvu (at Downtown Miami)
i’m honestly disgusted to hear about people on here thinking it’s okay to tell other fans that they’re meeting taylor and have it be a scam. not only is that hurtful, that’s an invasion of privacy for those who give their personal information out to them. i just can’t believe this. i really hope tumblr takes down that blog, and i hope all of those who are affected are okay. i love you guys so much, keep your chins up!
Sheldon held his hand out to his bride. They had just enjoyed a wonderful meal surrounded by family and friends under the stars, and now they were ready for their first dance as husband and wife. As they made their way to the makeshift dance floor, far away from the cliff overlooking the ocean where they had exchanged vows, Penny’s excited voice caught the attention of all the guests.
“Shooting star! Make a wish!”
All heads turned toward the burst of light traveling across the clear night sky. All, that is, except for one.
Sheldon rolled his eyes. “Look at them, Amy. It baffles me how these people make such a huge deal over something so foolish.” When she didn’t respond, he turned his head to her and caught her staring along with everyone else. “A shooting star is just a meteor; it can’t grant wishes. You don’t actually believe in this malarkey?”
Her eyes met his as the object sailed across the sky, out of sight, and the first notes of their song began playing. She wrapped her left arm around his waist and swayed to the music with him. “Didn’t you ever feel there was something magical about the mysteries of the universe?”
He twirled her around. “No.”
“Not even as a child?”
“My scientific curiosity prompted me to study the facts about the mysteries of the universe. Magic is nothing more than trickery and deception.”
“Perhaps, but it provides enjoyment and hope in a sometimes-confusing world.”
He snorted in derision then thought better of it. This was their wedding, afterall. Everything had gone according to plan. It was even better than he had imagined. The ceremony was beautiful, the woman in his arms was beautiful, and even the setting was beautiful. He wasn’t about to ruin their perfect day, so he urged her to continue.
“The first time I remember seeing a shooting star was when I was four years old. My father pointed it out when we were sitting on our porch drinking lemonade on a warm summer night, much like this one.” She paused as he twirled her again. “He told me to make a wish.”
“What did you wish for?”
Her cheeks flushed a deep red. “I wished for a pony because that’s what all the girls in daycare always talked about.”
“I know. It seems silly now, but I didn’t know what else to wish for.”
“What other wishes have you made over the years?”
“When my parents divorced two years later, I wished for them to get back together,” she said wistfully, resting her head on his chest. “For the next five years, that’s all I wished for every time I saw one. After that, I realized it wasn’t going to happen and came to terms with the situation.”
“Then you determined that wishing on a star was useless, and you never did it again?”
“No, I continued. It made me feel closer to my father, and I hadn’t given up hope that wishes could come true. I just began wishing for other things.”
“Friends, a boyfriend, eventually a husband…” she lifted her head to gauge his reaction. He was studying her, as if seeing her for the first time, or maybe he was wondering what he had gotten himself into.
“What did you wish for tonight?” He asked.
He furrowed his brow. “Nothing?”
“I didn’t have to make a wish because now I have everything I’ve ever wanted. I have great friends, a job I love, and now I’m married to the love of my life.”
He pulled her closer and lowered his lips to hers. “I love you Amy Farrah Fowler-Cooper, quirks and all,” he whispered when they came up for air.
“I love you, too.”
As they glided together, holding each other tight, Sheldon lifted his eyes to the sky. Though he didn’t believe in wishes or magic, he appreciated the fact that the stars had figuratively aligned, and he was here tonight with his perfect match. The fact that they had found each other and had arrived at this point was another mystery of the universe, one that he wouldn’t attempt to solve with scientific curiosity because the hows and whys were irrelevant.
It’s honestly ridiculous that I hope so much that some day you just snap and end up beating the shit out of me instead of just verbally attaching me. I’ll have evidence, proof of the hurt you caused me. I’ll grab my suitcase and my sister and we can finally escape you. We’ll run to our grandparents and tell them all about what you put us through. You’ll pay for how you treated us.
Here is Calamighty, the @pretty-pennywise’s Clowsona! I loved so much to draw her, now i just want to draw her forever with all the clows and all poses 😍 It inspired me to do my own Clow, just wait to have some drawings of both of them (if you dont mind, of course). Hope you like it!!
Ps. her naughty face with the tongue out i did totally inspired in one of your Pennywise drawings ❤😍
two years ago when I came out as Bisexual I was rejected, this year my family came around and accept me as Bi. I just came out as Trans in feb and we rejected, if its not selfish can I ask for some good vibes before I make a last-ditch effort to get them to see me for more then my gender and that I cant just will myself from not being trans??
Trans people are stunning as fantastic and so amazing. You deserve to respected for who you are. You deserve to be happy and loved and to be safe. I hope you all have a wonderful life🌺❤️🦋⭐️🌟💐
Pairings: Roman Godfrey x Reader Warnings: Mentions of drug use, like one curse word
Prompt: if you wouldn’t mind writing a roman x reader, would you do that? Maybe younger sibling? (really young younger than Shelley young) They have a bad dream & Roman and Peter are chilling smoking and stuff and reader come for comfort but Peter is high and picks on them. roman gets all feisty and stuff? @edgy-kaspbrak, thank you so much for the request, I hope you like this!!
A/N: The title for this work comes from this song! The opportunity presented itself, and I’m obsessed with this group :)
As always, feedback is appreciated! Also, feel free to submit a request here :)
I love your builds so much and I would like to use one of them in my legacy soon- of course I would credit and tag you - would that be okay if it shows up in my posts and would I be allowed to use the houses that have been requested by others (anons) or is that rude? I just want to make sure to not step on any toes! Hope you have a lovely day :)
hiii thank you so so much ♡ if the person who requested the house isn’t on anon i think you should probably ask them instead of me!! but it doesn’t bother me at all :-) and if it is a house requested by an anon you can use it without asking anyone hehe :-) hope you have a lovely day too ♡
I'm happy that Chris and Darren were at the same event and got your hopes all up . The disappointment will be greater when nothing changes by this time next year
Oh darling I love when I have my dearest haters write to me thinking they can drag me down . 💚
Anyway as usual don’t worry about me. C and D have never disappointed me in the past. And I’m sure they won’t disappoint me the future. I hope for them and expecially for D that you would be able to love and support him no matter what when you won’t have no other choice than see his true and wonderful colors.
Not trying to take sides on anyone, but I do believe this Edinburgh picture because it was already posted on an older blog that Tumblr deleted or something. The pic was posted previously so that's pretty good. This girl is just so sweet and has been so gracious through a recent horrible loss, I'm choosing to believe in the goodness of this one. JMO but everyone do what they feel is right. Hope it's okay to put down my thoughts, Julia. You've always been so open and fair on this blog.
ok so then can someone produce the pic? I have literally no memory of this and I’m confident in saying I’ve seen everything that’s come out in the last 3 years. plus if it’s been posted already, why is it such a big secret? The only pic I know of them in a bar are the ones that were posted on twitter aka Hantlers and all that. anyway, me finding this suspicious doesn’t mean others can’t believe it so of course you’re welcome to tell me your thoughts and I appreciate that you did! I hope I’m proven wrong.