if it is the last thing i queue

WHO IS THAT!?!?! oh, steve, you scared me, i didnt recognize you in that baseball hat, hoodie, and sunglasses
5 reasons why maggie sawyer deserves the world

how is maggie sawyer such a good human being??? i mean
1. ‘i didnt want to scare you’ - the fact that she never, not once, said anything about her experience because there’s nothing good about it, just pain, and that’s the last thing she wants alex to feel so she hid how she really was outed so alex won’t be afraid to come out and think this is not okay

‘this is the biggest thing that’s ever happened to you, and you shouldn’t have to do it alone’ - THIS. NOW READ THIS KNOWING MAGGIE’S ACTUAL EXPERIENCE

‘you did? how did she take it?’ - she was just so happy about alex coming out to her mom & being accepted for who she was, even if it reminded her that this is the kind of love and support she never had

 ‘its not for me to say’ - with jonn saying those words, maggie’s horrible memories of how she never got the chance to come out by herself probably resurfaced

maggie sawyer is so tough, protective and caring, but there are wounds that cleary didn’t heal and probaby never will (which is normal when youre kicked out of your own house at 14) but she faced them and despite all the shit she’s been through she’s finally happy with the woman she loves and this is the biggest revenge on life she could’ve asked for


The last set, perhaps unsurprisingly, is Overwatch. Because I don’t have a single straight ship for those characters and I love drawing like 95% of them. This was the best reference possible for this little pet project, and mad props to that artist. Pharmercy, Genyatta and WidowTracer all have a special place in my heart (I shipped them all before I started playing). 

saeyoung-luciel-707  asked:

Can I please request RFA+V+Unknown+Vanderwood reaction to MC who is always sleepy and can be found asleep in the weirdest places?

  • Jumin: it’s guaranteed that he’ll take them to a medical professional, fearing that their drowsiness may be a sign of a serious condition (depression, chronic fatigue, etc). If it’s nothing serious, Jumin will scold them, lecturing them about how dangerous it is to sleep wherever they wish.

  • 707: considering his horrendous sleeping patterns, he sleeps in the same places with them, end of story. When Seven’s not napping with them, he’ll make sure to gently shift their body into a more comfortable position, or carry them to the closest couch or bed. 

  • Unknown: he’d tease them so much about it, they’ll never hear the end of it. Whenever Saeran finds them asleep in some odd place, he’ll wake them up and escort them to bed (so he ensures that they don’t fall asleep in some other weird place on the way there).  

  • Vanderwood: holy fuck, he’ll give them so much shit for it. It just leaves him so dumbfounded, he really can’t help himself. Vanderwood wouldn’t want to wake them up, so he’d just place a pillow beneath their head whenever he finds them asleep. 

  • V: he’d be very concerned about how vulnerable they could be when he’s not around. What if they fall asleep in public and a stranger decides to abduct them? Or, what if this was a symptom of a serious condition? V will definitely discuss this with his partner, and encourage them to seek medical attention. 

  • Zen: if they only fall asleep in their home, he’d actually find it pretty adorable. That doesn’t mean he’ll just let them sleep in the same uncomfortable spot, though; they’ll find themselves in bed every time they wake up. However, if they fall asleep in public, Zen will start scolding them about being careless, that they should be more cautious because “all men except him are beasts!”

  • Jaehee: the first time she catches her s/o asleep in a bizarre location, she’ll immediately assume that they’ve fainted. They would have woken up from her re-positioning them on their back and feeling their pulse, to which they’ll explain that they feel fatigued constantly. Similarly to Jumin, Jaehee will take them to a medical professional to make sure that it’s nothing serious. 

  • Yoosung: he simply wouldn’t have the heart to wake them up. Instead, he’ll very carefully try and make their sleep as comfortable as possible. Putting a pillow beneath their head, shifting them in a position that doesn’t strain their muscles, placing a blanket over their body - all of it will be done so that they don’t wake up sore. 

I’m sick and tired of all the unsupportive people in my life, always saying things like “Don’t do that” and “that’s impossible” and “You’re bleeding too much to make that jump”.

Stop invalidating me with all your “You need stitches” and “Are those bone fragments sticking out of your arm?”

Take your “I’m calling an ambulance” and “I think you have a concussion” and get out.


He thinks about Kit, some kind of warped, ruined saint with all her broken morals and shades of grey, surrounded by all of her foolish righteous holier-than-thou comrades, whiter than white, and he swallows heavily, because finally he understands what she meant. He doesn’t understand you like I do though, does he? he thinks, but she turns her back before he gets the chance to say it out loud.


For the last few years, I’ve woken up every day not wanting, but needing to write a new style of music. I needed to change the way I told my stories and the way they sounded. I listened to a lot of music from the decade in which I was born and I listened to my intuition that it was a good thing to follow this gut feeling. I was also writing a different story line than I’d ever told before.

Last Day on Set

Originally posted by sooper-dee-dooper-natural

Jensen’s POV

We had the whole thing planned. When Y/N stepped into the make-up trailer for the last time, Jared and I had a sign for her. We wanted to congratulate her on her record deal, but we hated to see her leave Supernatural. She had spent just one season with us, but it had been a pretty incredible season.

 If I was honest, though, I hadn’t liked her all that much to begin with. She was so damn happy. All the fucking time. She was seriously the female version of Jared, at least on the surface, but as I got to know her, I couldn’t help but fall head over heels for her. Now she had me wrapped around her little finger, and she fucking knew it. 

Of course, working with her, I was afraid to ever open that door, that door that might end up being really damn wonderful, so I was content with getting to know her. I spent pretty much every waking hour with her, listening to the twenty different versions of her laugh, depending on how funny she thought something was or watching her eyes light up when she was surprised. 

Jared and I had planned to spend the day surprising her, starting in the make-up trailer with this stupid sign. I scrambled to stand to Jared’s right, not really paying attention to what was on my piece of paper. I wanted this to go perfectly. I was pretty damn nervous, but I had no idea why. At the end of the day, I really hated to see Y/N go. 

The door swung open, and she stepped into the trailer and burst into laughter. It filled the trailer as she bent over, tears practically spilling over her eyes. “Awe, guys, are you starting my first fan club?!” she asked, excitement spreading across her face. 

I looked down at the two pieces of paper in my hand then at Jared’s. “Fuck,” I mumbled. 

Jared looked at me. “Dude,” he mumbled, rolling his eyes, grabbing my shoulders and moving me to his other side. We looked back at her, and she had her hand over mouth, trying to hold back the giggle that was bubbling at the surface. Finally, her head fell back and she died laughing. 

“I’m sorry,” she laughed. “You guys are great,” she smiled, wiping the tears from her eyes as she rushed to pull the two of us into her embrace. She kissed Jared’s cheek then punched me in the shoulder. “I swear I’m gonna miss the hell out of you two,” she laughed. “Now get out of here, I gotta get ready,” she smiled, heading for a seat in front of the mirror. 

I looked at her, a confession hanging on my tongue, but I couldn’t. “See you on set, Y/N,” I said, stepping out of the trailer with Jared as Jared’s large hand clapped me on the back knowingly. 

Reader’s POV

The boys stepped out of the trailer, and I stared into the mirror, the laughing tears threatening to become real ones. “Zab, can I have a minute before you work your magic?” I asked Zabrina. She gave me a knowing look and headed for the door. 

She had barely let the door close before I burst into tears. I couldn’t believe this was my last day on set. I couldn’t believe this was my last day with my boys. My last day on set with Jared. My last day on set with Jensen. 

I had clicked immediately with Jared since I was so much like him, but immediately been attracted to Jensen. Once he warmed up to me, there was an electricity between us, but he never acted on it. I thought surely he would, but here we were, my last day on set and nothing. I was heading off on tour. This was it. It really wasn’t going to happy. 

I hated myself for loving that stupid idiot. I chuckled to myself as I wiped away the tears and looked into the mirror. Everyone has to get a good look at themselves after a good cry. There, standing right behind me, was Jensen. 

“Jensen?” I mumbled, wiping the tears away more hastily before turning to face him. “How long have you been standing there?” I asked. 

“Since Zabrina stepped out,” he confessed, an apologetic look on his face. He stepped up and placed a hand on my face, wiping a stray tear away. 

“Dammit, I swore I wasn’t gonna do this,” I laughed, briefly leaning into his touch before stepping away from him. 

He grabbed my wrist, stopping my escape, and pulled me back to him, his hand running up my arm, his eyes locking with mine. “Do what?” he asked. “Cry about leaving?” He licked his bottom lip and watched my face carefully. 

“Cry about you,” I admitted, my gaze falling to the floor unable to look at him. Then the unthinkable happened. He pulled my lips to his and kissed me tenderly, at first. I didn’t hesitate to let my hands reach for his short, dirty blonde hair, holding him to me, pushing my body into his as his arm snaked around my back and held me to him. 

We pulled away breathless. “I should’ve done that a long damn time ago,” he managed, his chest heaving. 

“Better not be the last time, Ackles,” I responded, my hand resting on his chest. I could feel his heart racing against my hand. 

“As long as you’ll have me, I’d go to the ends of the earth to make this work Y/N,” he confessed, kissing me again. I got lost in this kiss, my mind filling with the scent of Jensen. It made me dizzy, lightheaded, and giddy all at the same time. 

Jensen Ackles really did feel the same way about me. This really could change everything. 

HEY GUYS. i know the news about last night’s devastating decision is wreaking havoc throughout the world, but i plan on keeping my little nooks of the internet safe spaces. i’ll continue doing the same goofy things, because i know there are a handful of people that depend on it sometimes. and i’m happy to try and make as many people as possible pick themselves up and continue fighting for a better tomorrow.

love, support, and stick up for each other. we can help subdue the dumpster fire