You know what I’ve been thinking about for forever now?

Sam doing all of the primary looking for Bucky and then stopping so he can join the avengers himself. He thinks it’s a pretty good idea. The guy obviously doesn’t want to be found. He hasn’t actually laid eyes on him once in the past two years. What he doesn’t know, is that Bucky’s been watching him this entire time.

He gets a text late at night when he’s snuggled up in bed. ‘Why’d you stop looking for me?’

The first thing he feels is fear, since the last time he saw Bucky he almost was killed. The next thing he feels (when he’s sure Barnes isn’t hiding in his closet like the boogeyman) is confusion.

'How did you even know?’
'I’m not an idiot’ comes the text. Then right after that, another. 'You’re not very good at being covert.’

Sam laughs. He can’t help it. He knows that both he and Steve struggle in that department.

'So what did I hurt your feelings? I’m a busy man. If you don’t wanna be found then I’m gonna move on.’

'Yeah maybe you did a little.’ Bucky sends him. Sam snorts. He’s so obviously being sarcastic, maybe a little bit flirty. It reminds him of the Bucky that he’s heard stories about for years. 'Maybe I just liked seeing you.’

'It’s not very fair to let you have all the fun. I never got to see you once.’

'I was working up to it.’

Sam doesn’t send a message back for a while. He doesn’t know what to say. Bucky sends another. 'What if I’m ready?’

'Are you?’

'No.’ Comes the reply after a few minutes. Bucky had to think about it.

'You let me know when, then. You have my number.’

And then for the next few months, Bucky texts him. Sam never tells anyone about why he’s laughing at his phone. Sam never tells anyone why he doesn’t leave his phone on the charger across the room anymore. Sam doesn’t tell anyone why he stays up later and sleeps in more than he used to. Sam doesn’t tell anyone that his heart picks up speed every time Bucky texts him, that they flirt, that sometimes they do even more than that, that maybe he’s a little in love with a dude that’s tried to kill him and texts him daily from god knows where.

He doesn’t tell anyone when Bucky’s number suddenly goes out of service.

“Can you move your seat up?”
“No.” Then just a half a minute later. “Can you tell me when you’re going to disappear next time?”

there was one fic, a oneshot, that sorta pushed me over the edge wrt to people underestimating Yuuri’s skills as a skater and made me really want to write the fic that I did*, and I went back and looked at it today and it turns out the author also wrote…

the first fic I ever really, really said I ADORE THIS SO MUCH in the fandom months ago, and it’s like wow what the heck. How did that happen??? How were you so awesome then so unawesome? 

*like there were a ton of things because as you all know I talk about Yuuri being the best all the time, but this one was sort of a last straw because it was one of those nights when I saw it.

You saw her for the first time since you broke her heart last night. She looked so beautiful, she flashed a smile in your direction. The big, bright kind where her eyes crinkle at the sides you adore so much and your heart stopped, your hands began to shake and you were frozen. you miss her. You smiled back; only to realize she wasnt smiling at you.
—  Excerpt from a book I will never write #1116 // you watched as their fingers intertwined and felt like puking because shes happier with him than she ever was with you // @cx.meo on Instagram
I drank Vodka last night,
and it burnt my throat
and set my chest on fire
but then I remembered
the first time
I saw you with her
and compared to that
drinking Vodka felt like
sipping on lukewarm milk
with honey in it.
—  Alcohol is a better lover than you ever were

Finally uploading this ol’ watercolour i did last summer. Mabels doing what I usually do every Monday night- and gawking at hot, greased-up centaur men.
Gravity falls has been one of my fave shows to come out in a really long time. And It really couldn’t have ended in a better way.  Ill miss it…but Im thankful its so good I can revisit it and its still as fantastic as when i first saw it.

So last night I saw some posts about people wanting to adopt Aku’s Seven Daughters and I had to draw this, omg.

And you know Samurai Jack, even though he would have a lot on his hands, would be an awesome father to these packs of precious.

Also, this is the first time I’ve ever DRAWN Samurai Jack and these little tykes (and likely won’t be the last) so, forgive me if it’s not.. That good, but still, I hope yall enjoy!

I might just make an AU out of this.


So on holiday I was wasted (as per) and I’d gotten talking to this guy that was genuinely really sweet, and he noticed my scars and was being weirdly analytical about them and me and everything. Anyway, I ended up telling him about my ed, thinking I’d never see him again, right?
A few days after we come home he starts messaging me again saying he’d love to see me again and bla bla bla. Now naive me was here thinking “he was probably wasted too, no way does he remember what I said about having an ed” pfffhhhhhh…

I saw him last night for the first time since holiday with a couple friends, and we were (I was) wasted again and we were just chatting random shit& he was saying how nervous he was about asking me out to this place near to where he lives, because he wasn’t sure if I’d want to eat after or not. So he’d spent like days trying to decide if he should suggest we go out for lunch after or not just in consideration of the fact that I told him I may have an ed.

ITs not just me right, that’s kinda caring and thoughtful ??? eh idk, I just like that he wasn’t all like “you shouldn’t do that to yourself” or like “love your body how it is bla bla bla” but he just accepted it’s a part of who I am

Last night I met Mr. Banks for the first time. I picked the restaurant since he’s not from my city. I walked into the restaurant wearing this sexy burgundy dress, and made sure to wear the diamond earrings I bought with the money he sent me. So I told the host his name and she shows me to the table. He saw me walking towards the table and stood up and gave me a hug, pulled out my chair and whispered in my ear that I smelled so good. His voice is so smooth and sexy. I’m so glad he’s attractive. He definitely looks better and younger in person too. So we talked about life, what my goals and aspirations are, if I plan on moving out of Ohio, do I like traveling, what my nationality is etc. He knew I was mixed but wanted to know more because he said I looked very “exotic”. (I’m Dominican and Black so a lot of SD’s in the past have actually given me more money since I’m exotic). He said he loves my curves, and loves the way I dress. Mr Banks made me feel very comfortable. I thought it was going to be awkward but it wasn’t. After we had a few more drinks we began talking about what kind of arrangement we both wanted. He know’s I have experience and I’m intelligent. I’m not going to let anyone “try” to take advantage of me. At the end of the day it’s a business. So Mr. Banks comes to my city on the weekends. We had already agreed a few days ago to seeing each other when he’s here for $1,500 a weekend. If he wants to see me more, which I know he will, then I told him it would be more during the week due to my work and school schedule etc. which is reasonable… (Aim high ladies!) I thought he was going to try to negotiate but he didn’t he just smiled and said ok and he completely understands. Omg his smile is perfect lol. I told him that he has no idea what he’s getting himself into lol. He literally had his hand on my thigh the entire dinner. He wasn’t trying to go up my dress or anything he just kept his hand on my thigh… The waitress looked at his hand then looked at me. I just smiled and so did he. He didn’t even look at her but he could tell she was looking at him. He clearly didn’t give a fuck who saw and I didn’t really care either. I’m guessing he’s going to be the type that loves some type of physical contact because he kept his hands on my waist while I was standing up also. It’s like he’s letting everyone know that I’m his. Which is sexy to me. So I’m walking a head of him and I look back and he has a black bag in his hand. So I’m getting ready to get into my Uber and he kisses me and gives me the bag. I was not expecting that at all, he completely caught me off guard. He told me not to open it until I got home and to call him when I got home. When I got home I opened it and called him. He gave me an envelope with $1,500 in cash and a black Gucci mini chain bag which is $1,400! I told him thank you probably like 10 times lol and told him that he didn’t have to do that on our first date and he said he knows and he was only going to give it to me if the date went well. I’m so thankful it went well.

Saw Beauty and the Beast last night.

Seeing it tomorrow morning…and Sunday morning…probably more.

Why can’t every movie be this perfect? The original was done justice in my opinion, nothing was left out yet we were given so much more.

Originally posted by partofyourtaleasoldastime

My favorite thing about this story is that for once it’s the Prince that needs saving and the educated/fearless/head strong woman does the rescuing. 

Originally posted by wizardfrenchfries

No love at first sight, instead we see a friendship blossom and an unexpected love emerge. It’s beautiful.

Originally posted by ggrinted

The cast couldn’t have been more spot on, like seriously, they were born for these roles, especially Luke Evans, what a scene stealer.

Originally posted by hardyness

AND MIGHT I JUST ADD how happy I am that Lefou was LGBT. Praise! It’s 2017 and I am proud to say my daughters weren’t traumatized by it but instead loved that the two boys danced at the end. Like I said, beautiful.

Plus Beasts solo, Evermore, well lets just say I ain’t mad at it. Get it beast, feel that sorrow filled love!

Basically, everyone should go see it. Immediately. You won’t be sorry.


@gabibakos, @whiteriotariotofmyown and @fleshbutt-apocalypse tagged me to post my six favorite selfies from 2016, thanks babes! The first three are from when I saw Iron Maiden with my brother, @allofthebrucedickinson and her boyfriend, the fourth was when I saw an ad for the Maiden gig in Prague, the fifth was when I got my hair dyed for the first time, and the last was when my eyebrows were hella great

I tag @just-one-more-bridge-to-cross, @annihilation-your-masturbation, @withfreyjaonourside, @hushaidcamool, @sunrise-has-gone, @gedddylee, @night-witch-of-the-butts, @eddie-the-rattlehead, @elixmia, @allegaeon, @bassist-blog, @adreamofmirrors, @queenzeppelins, @adrianseaottersmith, @mrs-entwistle and @the-red–and–the-black

It’s the first time Rick’s shown up in Stan’s life after years of no communication. Last time they saw each other there was a very messy break up. Rick might have needed some chemical help working up the nerve to go to the little cabin in Oregon where the tracking device he’d implanted in Stan decades ago was still giving off a signal. 

He’d planned to just confidentially stride in and act like nothing had happened and no time had passed. But he barely slurred out a sentence or two before all the liquid courage caught up with him and he passed out in Stan’s arms.

Come to think of it he might have taken a couple of courage pills too. You should consider getting him to a hospital, Stan.

(Probably the last of these prompts I’ll be able to do this week, but I’ll get to the others after I get back. In the meantime feel free to send more!)

okay so in my film theory class the other day we were talking about how film genres go through 4 stages:

  • the experimental stage, which is before that genre is actually defined and named as a genre
  • the classical stage, where the genre’s formula is established and recognized
  • the refined stage, where the genre is reiterated by nuanced artists for the film snob audience
  • and the baroque stage, where the genre is reiterated through parodies, remakes, nostalgia films etc. 

and as i was scrolling through my dash today i realized that memes do the same thing, they just go through the stages at breakneck speeds

like, last night was the first time i ever saw a picture of a fat cat with the word “BODE” on it. and now, less than 24 hours later, i saw a picture of a cat laying on a doormat that said “ABODE.” this meme has already entered the baroque stage!!

that still leaves the question of happened to the refined stage, though. since memes don’t really lend themselves to being embraced by the elite, i’d like to argue that the refined stage of memes occurs when fandom artists reiterate the meme for the consumption of a specific fandom. sticking with my earlier example, a refined BODE meme could be the drawing i saw of a homestuck character with BODE written over them. why can’t i major in memes??


peyton in every episode:

crash into you
“It’s not about the car. It’s about you. I finally saw you clearly for the first time last night. The way you treated me, the way you treated Tim, the way you treated your brother. And the way you’re playing that girl.”[Peyton, she means nothing.] “Okay, if that’s the case, then you’re an ass. And even if she does mean something, you’re still an ass, and what’s really sad, Nathan, is that you’re too stupid to get that. So thank you for being such an amazing son of a bitch last night. You really made this a no-brainer.“