i need friends...still

@thecharmedburrowspn-files (another, because she loves drunk!Morgan): A Rebekoline prompt! In which Rebekah loathes superstar Caroline Forbes, but can’t resist a job offer as a stunt double. Maybe she isn’t so bad after all? 

Thanks for the prompt!


She knew it when she fell from the rock face, she was in the wrong position. Landing against the mats, a screaming pain in her shoulder caused Rebekah to choke on her own screams. Instead, she grunted into the blue plush.

“Rebekah!” a familiar voice called, the sound of stilettos on pavement running toward her. “Don’t just stand there, get the paramedic!”

Caroline fucking Forbes fell on her knees, gently tending to Rebekah’s injury; it just made the younger girl hate her more. Super famous and kind to boot, she was the sunny Southern belle that the world adored. Rebekah had never understood the draw, so much happiness just irked.

But with the shaking hands that tried to soothe her own hurt, maybe she could see what the world did - if only for a moment. “You’re going to be fine,” Caroline promised, her hands stroking back Rebekah’s hair. “And the paramedic is super cute, if it helps.”

Pulling her head into her lap, Caroline tried to continue her comforting. “I’ll make sure to have plenty of your favorite booze at craft services, it’s that Grey Goose cocktail, right?”

Rebekah nudged her head against the smooth legs, trying not to notice how nice it felt to be cared for so ardently. “Yeah,” she whispered. “Do you have to be so irritatingly nice?”

“Yes,” Caroline answered right away, only making Rebekah like her more. “Get used to it.”

Rebekah worried she could.


Prompt me maybe!

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“I love working with Melissa. Everything we do is just fluid, it’s real. When we opened that door in rehearsal, both of us were breaking down in tears. […] Everything she does is just magic.”

“Daryl has watched her go through that struggle of not being able to kill. If she’s losing herself, what’s the point? He cares more about her than anything, so he lies. […] He’ll lie just to protect her. He cares more about her than he does anything.”

                                    - Norman Reedus, WSC Podcast (Feb 19, 2017)

HAPPY EASTER!!♡ U( ˃ㅅ˂ ✿)U

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folkin’ around // panic! at the disco

Loosely based on a true story of my friend and his girlfriend during her college graduation and the rest of us just couldn’t stop awwing because GAH

Ao3


Castiel is graduating and Dean isn’t here.

It’s a horrible feeling, knowing his boyfriend isn’t with his family as he walks across the stage, but Castiel understands why, to a degree. Dean works the graduation ceremonies. He kinda needs to do that if Castiel wants  to graduate at all, but still…

Which leads to now, Castiel waiting with his fellow Arts and Humanities college graduates as the timer counts down to zero, at which point they will all walk out into the arena and sit down for about two and a half hours of speakers until they walk across the stage, have their name called, hear applause as they walk across, take the stage helper’s hand on the stairs to avoid falling, and walk back down to their seats as college graduates. It was routine at this point to Cas, he himself having been to enough of the rehearsals whenever Dean was working them to know what comes after what. He had thought he’d feel a little different when the graduation would be his own, maybe with his best friend cheering him on and congratulating him with a kiss at the end, but instead Dean will be somewhere else making sure the entire graduation runs smoothly as a Marshall or helping the vice presidents run errands or something else that he’s done before.

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HEY EVERYONE!!! Yes, I am alive, I’ve just been busy with applying to schools and working on stuff for friends, which I still need to finish -___- but I really wanted to draw this, so everything had to stop. Just wanted to practice more on my Mashima art style because I love it so much, plus I think Eileen and Erza deserve to have a happy conversation, so here they go! And of course Jellal in the background thinking there’s two Erzas LOL They look so alike! Anyway, hopefully I can make more post soon!

Also, PLEASE FEEL FREE TO COLOR THIS! I WOULD LOVE TO SEE THEM!

print for an upcoming con.
i still have five to finish with only the rest of the month to do it :’)

Have you ever loved someone so much it hurt, mentally, physically, and emotionally hurt? You can’t imagine your life without them & one day they’re gone. Gone forever. Not in the sense that they’re dead. But dead inside? They’re not the person that they used to be. They don’t notice you exist anymore. You’ve spent countless years with this person. Watching movies together, hanging out every weekend, getting rides together. Then one day they leave you. Just like they’ve done before. You’re so hurt by this so you decide to tell them how you feel. For the first time you put yourself out there just to get stomped on. To feel broken. They pick other people over the person they said they’d never leave. You say things you can never take back. Just to realize how big of a mistake it really was. Not that you shared how you felt, but they didn’t accept it. They didn’t understand. They didn’t understand how they could hurt you by acting like you’re no longer their friend. Like you don’t matter to them anymore. And they think that u don’t love them but the truth is you love them too much. They blame you for taking medicine . You can’t help you have a mental disorder. You can’t help you think of dying 24/7. You can’t help that the one person you thought would understand you has left.
8 months go by.
You say 20 words to each other
They’ve moved on. To “better” friends and no longer think about you at all anymore. Until one day. You guys hang out again. For a couple of hours. And you can’t help but get false hope. Maybe things will go back to normal. Maybe we can be best friends again. But in the back of your mind, you know you can’t be so foolish. 8 months has changed this person. They’re no longer like you. You couldn’t be more opposite of each other now. You have different values. They don’t value anything. Not even you anymore. You can’t help but sympathize for this person because you love them still. Too much. But you can’t help but feel like they’re using you. Now it been almost a year since the first fall out. You’ve changed so much. But you’re alone . You talk to your ‘friend’ about once a week now. You can’t help but feel used. She doesn’t need you anymore. And that’s when you realize. The only person you have is yourself. The only person you can rely on is yourself. People will leave. Don’t put your happiness in other people. They’ll drop it. Every. Single. Time.
—  Three years later and I still can’t let this go.
I say this to you all the time, and I’m hesitant to do it again. But if you knew me, if you knew about where I’ve been and about the nightmares I have at night, if you truly knew how much you mean to me and how much you’ve simply been for me, you’d understand. I can’t afford to lose you. I couldn’t take the pain that would come with that. My heart is physically incapable of seeking anything but to love and be loved, and that’s been screwed up for me plenty of times but you’re full of everything I could’ve hoped for in one person. I can’t say this certainly, and that’s only because I don’t truly and completely know what you see, but I think that I can thank you for seeing me and being satisfied.
—  @itsfangirlalex; Thank You. 🖤

When all your friends are posting pics with their significant other for Valentine’s Day but you’re still single

Early apologies to anyone who follows me who actually reads my shit
I beg you not to judge me okay I’m still questioning and exploring this new thing I have discovered-

So I’ve noticed there’s lots of monster boy/human girl or monster girl/human boy in the teratophilia tag but?? Where’s my human boy/monster boy?? Human girl/monster girl??

A 10'0 tall monster with scales and horns and curved claws wrapped around his 5'8 tall human with freckles and soft spiky hair and a cocky grin because hey, look, my true love is this huge, terrifying monster who’s actually a marshmallow.

A 9'8 tall demon with feathers and spikes and long teeth carrying her 5'4 blonde, chubby and angelic girlfriend on her shoulder with a proud look because she has the best human who loves her even though she’s non-human and her human is just as proud because her monster is so sweet and kind and shy around her.

Like where are my gay monsters guys-