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soluscheese skomentował(a) Twój post: I have a craving for talking about werewolf!Cas….

Do you picture him going full Wolfman, or something more human, like ears and a tail and fangs? How does he keep himself from hurting anyone during full moons? Does anyone else know that ties/locks him up, or does he tie/lock himself? Does he know other werewolves? Does he just exude dominance when the full moon draws near? ALL QUESTIONS THAT NEED ANSWERING

Full wolfman, definitely.
AH. When he has some time to prepare he just leaves for few days, travels to complete wilderness and lets himself run wild for the whole night. He loves it, actually. He can’t do it too often though - it’s for special occasions only. 
He locks himself up, he made sure his basement is pretty werewolf-proof. 
He feels awful after full moons like this - the first two/three days he’s irritable and his whole body is aching - he feels like he’s still in some kind of cage.
It’s safer that way though - he lives quite far away from the nearest town but he knows it’s nothing for a wolf.
He doesn’t know any other werewolves. He would love to, though. He might be territorial but he wants to have a family, a pack, one day. 
Oh, he sure does. The closer the full moon is, the sweeter other’s submission tastes.

there was a golden age superman comic where someone called a hit out on clark kent, and so a sniper tried to shoot him while he was out having lunch with lois

except he’s fucking superman so the bullets just fell off his chest into his lunch and clark just had to pretend nothing happened and hope lois wouldn’t notice that someone just fucking shot him

the hitman thinks maybe he just missed and gets ready to shoot him again, but then he’s watching through the scope as clark starts to eat the fucking bullets to hide the fucking evidence, acting like everything is totally normal as he noshes down on lead

dude just packs his shit up and leaves town because reporters in this city eat bullets for lunch and he’s not fucking with that no way no how

Well what had happened….

We’re playing an underdark campaign; party includes barbarian (me), monk, fighter, and cleric, and we’ve been taken to a large city. We’re not welcomed of course and I’m a CN dwarf barbarian. The cleric, a drow tells me not to get into trouble. Naturally I make my way to the closest tavern.

DM: So you enter the tavern and take a seat at the bar. While you’re waiting on your drinks you hear a group of loud Duergar boasting in the corner.

Me: Do they look tough?

Monk: Don’t…

Me: DO THEY LOOK TOUGH?!

DM: yeah they’re pretty huge

Me: I go over to the table and challenge their strength!

Monk: WHY?!

Me: I’m a barbarian no one’s tougher then me!

DM: alright so you go over to their table and challenge them all to an arm wrestling contest. Roll for strength for all 3.

Me: Aw yeah! Let’s do this, rolled 16, 19, and 20.

DM: You beat them quite easily, they all howl with laughter and say. “Lugo! Get out here we’ve got a tough guy!” The largest Duergar you’ve ever seen steps through the back door, he’s so huge he shouldn’t really be considered a dwarf. “So you think you’re tough?”

Monk: See! this is why you don’t do this! You’re screwed man.

Me: I ain’t scared lets get it!

DM: Roll strength, my man I’m just saying walking a way is always an option

Me: Rolls a nat 20

DM: Whelp, You square up to arm wrestle and destroy the guy. You slam his hand on the table so hard it breaks the table. The room goes silent all the Duergar in the room just look at you.

Monk: You’re so screwed they’re going to kill us all and it’s all your fault!

DM: The Duergar start cheering and start to carry you off chanting “Bring him to the temple of Asmodeus.

After being taken to this temple they make me a champion of Asmodeus and I get covered in tattoos and become the leader of a sect of barbarian Asmodeus followers. The rest of the party meets up and they all stare at me. The cleric is the last to show up and just goes bananas.

Cleric: What did I fucking say! What did you do?!

Me: I’m huge now, and I kinda lead a pack of Asmodeus worshipers.

Cleric: I fucking hate you so much.

Me: I’m huge though.

The rest of the party just busts out in laughter, me and the cleric now butt heads on everything, it’s great this campaign is going to be hilarious.

A Lesson in Love (A Different Perspective)

Summary: (College!AU) In which you’re assigned to write a story about romance, a subject you know nothing about, and Bucky, a hopeless romantic, offers you his assistance.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 4,431

A/N: The tag list for this story is CLOSED. 

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@avengerstories - You are the forever best for editing for me.

Originally posted by skylerlockerbie

“I can’t believe you’ve never been to a track meet before.”

“I’ve never had a reason to come to one,” you say, defending yourself against Wanda’s accusatory tone and disapproving gaze.

“That’s no excuse,” she responds with a click of her tongue. “Now hurry up, we need to secure a good spot.”

You follow her blindly, not knowing what qualifies as a ‘good spot’. Unlike Wanda who has spent years attending track meets with her brother, you’ve never been to one. Like you told her, you never had a reason to attend one. Not until today.

Not until T'Challa.

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Protective | archie andrews

Originally posted by fyeahriverdale

a/n: please please request ideas for short series or one shots!! i like to cater to you guys and sometimes you really do come up with some cool ideas!! love always R🌹

as the years went on you’d think bullying and slut shaming was a thing of the past, you were sadly mistaken. in fact it seemed to get worse and more and more creative as the times went on.

i obliviously walked into school head held higher than normal as i spot Betty and Veronica standing near my locker, smiling brightly i approach them a little bounce in my step as I over to them.

“hey”

i gawk smiling like an idiot, i had my very first date last night with one Reggie Mantle and you think it went rather well. we had a meal at pops and then went to the drive in to watch a movie where we stuffed our faces with junk food and spent the night cuddled up in the back of his truck with some small make out sessions before he dropped me home just before curfew.

I was still grinning, the gang wasn’t very thrilled with the idea of me going they said that he was a stupid football jock that just wanted to get into my pants and last night just proves that they were wrong - for once.

my smile fades as i glance at their concerned expression, i grab my books and close my locker as they glance from their phones to others loitering in the halls before first period before finally glancing at me.

“what?” i laugh glancing the hall to see many eyes on me, i spot Archie his expression the same as the girls.

“okay what the hell happened”

i ask breaking the silence, tapping my fingers against my books growing impatience at their lack of emotions and words.

“will someone please tell me what’s going on!”

i practically yell, Veronica glances at her phone again and i snatch it from her grasp as the red headed boy stops in front of us mumbling a small greeting.

i glance at the phone and see that the photo Reggie had taken off me last night in the drive in cuddle up to him, only he’d modified the picture and photoshopped maple syrup running down my face.

“oh my god” i say my breathe catching in my throat i click on the comments and instantly regret it the words ‘slut’ ‘ugly’ ‘whore’ 'attention seeking’ came up regularly along with comments about my weight and seemed liked everything else 'what a freak’ i give Veronica back her phone and sniffle tears pricking my eyes.

I look up to see Betty and Veronica staring me down

“do it say it!! okay 'i told you so’ okay I get it”

the girls shake their heads scrambling for words to comfort me

“forget it” i whisper pushing past them

“(y/n)” i hear archie call but I ignore him keeping my head down as i rush to class, everyone laughing and sharing comments as I pass.

i round the corner and slam into a body, we bump heads and i cuss grabbing my fallen bag and glances to see Jughead concern etched on his face “I saw the picture are you okay?” i sigh sniffling.

“no” i whisper

he places his hand on my shoulder rubbing it soothingly “i didn’t even do anything juggie- Archie’s and the others are just itching to tell me that they were right- again!”

“it’s okay- we know it’s not true. people believe what they want okay you-” jughead tries to soothe me running his hands up and down my arms.

“jughead” we both look up to see the smug look of Reggie

my blood boils and I shove his chest “i can’t believe you” i spit tearing up at the sight of him.

“what’s wrong baby?” he coos placing his hand tenderly on my shoulder i shudder at his touch and rip my shoulder from his grasp “don’t touch me reggie!” i warn.

he steps forward and jughead stands in front of me protectively, he laughs clapping his hands looking to his boys standing behind him “would you look at that” he howls getting up in jughead face.

“don’t even think about it” i seethe standing in front of jughead pushes at reggies chest.

as much as i wanted to cower behind juggie i knew that Reggie wouldn’t flinch punching him and the last thing i wanted was for my best friend to get punched in the face.

“oh c'mon i wasn’t going to punch your little boyfriend” he teases winking at the both of us “he’s not my boyfriend reggie- he’s my friend and i will not let some jerk bully my friends” i shout “or me for that matter”

he bites his lip pulling me into the wall pinning me down “god your hot when your angry” he whispers huskily into my neck.

“get off!!” i yell looking desperately to jughead for help but Reggies boys were holding him hostage.

“i mean it Reggie get off” i yell everyone decides to gather to watch the show, i thrash trying to get out of his grip but it’s useless.

“oh come one little (y/n) you weren’t this shy with me last night” i squirm “your fat ass wasn’t mad when I had my tongue in your mouth” he smirks and i cringe knowing that he was right.

“MANTLE” i head a loud voice

“archie” i say breathless my eyes begging for help

“let her go now” he orders edging closer

“or what andr-” he didn’t get to finish his sentence before archie ran and shoved Reggie off me and onto the floor.

grabbing me by the waist and pulling me into his arms

“so this is your boyfriend?” he howls “Andrews and (y/l/n) nice, I mean Arch buddy you could do way better she’s not much of a 10” he chuckles the group agreeing with him

“you okay” he whispers i nod “im okay now” i smile at him

“hate to break up the love fest but she’s mine archie, her face might not be all that but boy is her body”

the group whistles as they look me up and down taking in every once of me, i felt disgusted and disappointed that I ever thought Reggie was more than a jock with a good body.

the moment didn’t last as reggie grabbed me and shoved me into jughead, that flicks a switch in archie as he punches the boy in the jaw they wrestle around punching other and i yell for them to stop jughead holding me back.

the teachers are alerted and rush over to separate the boys as soon as Archie’s pulled back i run over to him placing my hands on his cheeks examining his face.

“arch” i say sadly glancing at his bruised eye and split lip.

“Andrews, Mantle my office NOW”

//

“i can’t believe the fought over you!” Ronnie squeals helping me zip up the back of my cheerleading uniform “swoon!” she finishes skipping over to Betty.

“it wasn’t over me, reggie was being an ass and Archie was just being a good friend” i conclude pulling my hair into a half up half down look adding blue ribbon for school spirt.

“have you spoke to him since it happened?” Betty asks sitting in front of me worry filling her voice.

“no, he had detention at lunch” she nods and i feel guilty “he came to see me after school but i just wanted to be alone. ill see him tonight” i try and smile knowing that Reggie would also be at the game.

Veronica touches up my face with a little makeup before the three of us head to school for the pep rally, my mood lifts a little football games were a ritual for me. i loved cheering with B & V and watching Archie play. Often we managed to drag Jughead and Kevin to the games to watch us all tonight that was one of those nights.

we meet the squad in the change rooms and grab our poms poms getting ready to go out onto the field to get the crowd pumped

“you will speak with him before the game right?” Veronica asks me worried, i nod following the girls out onto the field “promise”

“WOOHOO GO THE BULLDOGS” we cheer running and flipping out onto the field hyping the crowd up i spot jughead in the crowd and i jog over to him when Cheryl isn’t looking

“juggie!” i yell catching his attention “have you seen arch?” as the words leave my mouth the bulldogs run through the banner Archie leading the pack with a huge black eye. i glance at him guilty, he doesn’t see me searching through the crowd of river vixen. “ill talk to you later” i tell him he smiles frustrated giving me the 'I know your not okay’ stare.

i jog over to the drinks table where Archie stand his back facing me, i approach place my hand on his shoulder causing him to spin around relief flooding his expression as he realises it’s me.

“oh thank god it thought you weren’t here and i know you love the games and I didn’t want you to not come because of reggie and-” i cut him off placing my hand on his cheek touching the purpleness around his eyes gently.

“oh arch” he’s hand shots up to touch mine “im so sorry” i tell him tearing up

“hey it’s okay-” and just like that he’s swept up onto the field with all the others “arch” i call out trying to get he’s attention.

“hey it’s okay” i feel Betty’s hand on my shoulder “we gotta get ready” i nod turning to face her following her back to the squad getting ready to perform

//

the game finished miserable as the win was taken away from us in the last 5 minutes, the bulldogs look dull as they exit the field heading to the locker rooms. i sigh and grab my bag walking after the boys i needed to speak with Archie.

“(y/n)” i hear jughead call, choosing to ignore him i walk faster hoping to catch archie before he got into the locker room

“hey!” he yells panting as he catching up to me “ignore me much?” i roll my eyes

“i need to talk with archie okay? now are walking me or not?” i stop glancing at him “fine but yes i am because i swear to god if reggie lays a finger on you” i roll my eyes pulling him behind me

“yeah yeah you’ll kill him”

i push through the crowd of half naked boys as they undress ready to hit the showers, i struggle to find the boy before i spot the familiar red mop of hair. i weave in and out of the crowd before i edge closer to him.

he mustn’t of seen me because he turned and crash into me losing his towel in the process, jughead covers my eyes as Archie scrambles to re adjust his towel “(y/n) jughead what are you doing-”

i put my finger on his lips silencing him “let me talk please” i tell him, gaining the attention of everyone in the locker room.

i realise now why Jughead thought this was a bad idea

“look im sorry about today- your eye you losing the captain spot- you shouldn’t have gotten involved Archie it wasn’t your fight! you warned me and i didn’t listen and now your in trouble with your dad and the principal and you have a busted lip and a black eye all because of that freaking jerk!” i yell tearing up feeling stupid

“I know how much football meant to you, you need it to get into college to study your music and i completely ruined it for you because of a stupid stupid idea to prove a point!”

i run my fingers through my hair a few tears falling down my face, i wipe them as quickly as they fall Archie looks defeated not knowing what to say

“(y/n)-” he steps forward but stops as loud clapping fills the locker room

“what a speech” i growl facing Reggie

“oh go fuck yourself Reggie, haven’t you ruined enough lives today!” he smirks leaning against the locker his towel hanging low off his hips.

he reaches out to brush my hair behind my ear and Archie moves in front of me but i clasp my arm around his bicep “he isn’t worth it” i spit tugging Archie toward me.

“did i tell you how good you looked in that uniform” he licks his lips “that mini skirt, it’s like your begging for someone to kiss you, you look in desperate need let me help you princess”

he attempts to walk over to me but i extend my hand to his chest playing with him

“you know reg your right, i do really need a kiss” i tell him pulling my bottom lip with my teeth and fiddling with the bottom of my skirt fluttering my lashes.

i can see Archie adjusting his towel all the boys seem to be getting rather bothered by my act, Reggie steps forward reaching out to grab my waist but i spin grabbing the back of Archie’s neck and pulling him in for a kiss, jumping up to wrap my legs around his waist.

i deepen the kiss cheers from his team mates fill the air, i break away breathless kissing him once more before Archie sets me back down.

“much better” i sigh glances at a very frustrated Reggie “oh and reg you might wanna take a cold shower for junior” i tug at his towel leaving him completely naked before peeking Archie on the lips.

“see you outside”

he blushes scratching the back of his neck as he watches me walk out with jughead, i bite my lip swinging my hips feeling confident as i wait outside the locker room

“wow” jughead exclaims pacing back and fourth as the rest of our friends spot us and walk over to us, i roll my eyes at him grabbing his jacket to stop the pacing.

“hey” i greet the girls

“Pop’s?” Betty asks

we nod “yeah of course!”

“okay well lets go im sure archie can catch up” Veronica smiles grabbing my arm

“oh ill just wait for him we’ll meet you there!” they narrow their eyes jughead refusing to make eye contact not wanting to be interrogated.

“uh i haven’t spoken to him yet so i can do it on my way over before we met yous” they share glances with each other before nodding at my story.

“okay fine, jughead are you going to escort your ladies” he rolls his eyes pushing off the wall as the girls loop their arms with his and heading toward our favourite hang out.

the boys start exiting the locker room glancing at me as i wait fiddling with my hair and avoiding all eye contact. standing up to reggie wasn’t all that and but he whole makeout session could’ve been prevented but i was feeling epic.

“(y/n)? where are the others?” i glance up at the voice smiling at the red headed boy

i suddenly feel nervous my knees wobbling and my cheeks heating up at my name coming out of his mouth.

“uh they um- they are going to pops- i um told them that we’d yanno met them there” i finishes awkwardly glancing at my feet as I scuff them.

“that is if you want to go- if not i can just walk myself-” he smiles shaking his head at me “no no i wanna come” “good” i smile and with that we set off to Pop’s silence filling the air.

we reach the diner and i stop spoting our friends in the booth next to the window, Archie notices and stops turning to face me “you okay?” i nod

“im sorry about what happened before” i blurt worried that i misread Archie’s feelings toward me. nervousness washes over me and my smile slips from my lips.

“hey hey- no don’t be- it was amazing, your amazing” he finishes grabbing my hips and tugging me toward him.

“if im not mistaking is mr Archie Andrews finally making the first move?” i hint playful playing with his shirt, he laughs playfully placing his soft lips on me and closing the small gap between our bodies.

“you know Reg was right about the whole cheerleader outfit” i raise my eyebrows “hot as hell”

i kiss him back before lacing my hands with his and pulling him into the diner walking over to our friends sliding in next to Jughead as Archie takes the seat next to me siting closer then usual he drapes his arm across the back of the booth touching my shoulder soothingly.

“okay what the hell happened in the locker room?” Veronica asks sipping her milkshake.

“oh they had a huge make out session infringed of reggie it was intense should’ve been there” jughead spills earning a smack up side the head from Archie

“dude?”

i blush covering my face and leaning into Archie, i peer through my fingers and see the two girls staring intensely at m “what!” i complain giggling.

the group fall into a fit of laughter and i smile up at Archie as he tightens his grip around my waist making me feel safe.

this is where I belong.

Warriors, while an interesting series with tons of original concepts available, seems to be leaning back on the same plot points time and time again. I decided to make a list in my spare time of some different types of personalities and plot points for each rank that would be cool to see in the series.
If you have ideas please add onto the list!

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sterek fics: mechanic!derek

Mechanic!Derek fics because I had a bit of free time. 

Last Lovesong of a Dying Lemon by  wldnst | 10.4K

Stiles’ Jeep keeps breaking down. Derek is a mechanic.

The Mechanic and the Pea by  FluffyGremlin | 7.7K

Derek is a mechanic with naughty thoughts and Stiles is a teenager who is trying to not explode from sexual frustration before graduation.

our lives are changing lanes by  grimm | 47.5K

There’s a lot of screaming going on inside the first house Stiles visits. He isn’t really worried, because it sounds like kids, but then the door opens and hi, says his dick, because the dude in front of him is gorgeous, built like a god with a face like thunder. Stiles wants to lick that solid jaw line. Hold the fuck on, says his cop brain, because the dude’s got kids hanging all over him; one’s on his back, skinny legs looped around his waist, and another two hanging off one arm, toes barely brushing the ground. There’s a tubby toddler clinging to his leg like a koala, and he’s got a baby tucked into the crook of the one arm that doesn’t have kids hanging off it. Stiles’ mouth drops open.

“How many of those kids did you kidnap?” he asks before he can wrangle his brain into submission.

The man gives him a look that says what the fuck is wrong with you and snaps, “You think I’d subject myself to this on purpose?”

“Oooh,” says one of the kids hanging off his arm. “I’m telling Mom.”

Friendlier Than a Snapping Turtle by  polariscope | 6K

Derek is Stiles’ hot mechanic and, oops, the jeep keeps ‘breaking down’.

The ETA From You to Me by  tylerfucklin (Deshonanana) | 105K

In which Derek drives a tow truck and Stiles is the weekend dispatcher who attempts to woo him with his lack of a brain-to-mouth filter and affinity for run-on sentences.

if you get lost you can always be found | 8.9K

Stiles is delirious and dehydrated when he stumbles into Derek’s auto shop with a broken down jeep. Afterwards, for some reason, Stiles can’t seem to stay away. Even if he’s pretty sure Derek hates him. A lot.

Wolf Pack: Beacon Original by  Beerwolves, fearfrost1211 | 33.1K

When his father landed the Deputy Chief of police position in Beacon Hills, Stiles moved to his new town gladly, embracing the chance of a fresh start. What he didn’t expect was to find himself hopelessly drawn to the gruff Vice President of the local motorcycle gang, the Wolf Pack.

Derek Hale, resident bad boy of Beacon Hills, spent his time helping his sister lead the Wolf Pack and working on motorcycles at his family’s automotive garage. Then, one hot summer afternoon a bright-eyed boy walked into his life and turned his world upside down.

ADHDecaf by  pleaseletmetouchyourbutt | 2.7K

Stiles is 25 and runs his own coffee shop. Derek doesn’t know this. Derek, a mechanic, thinks that Stiles is 17 and jail-bait.

Misunderstandings ensue.

My Saving Grace by  Finduilas | 4.7K

When Stiles gets into a car accident, his jeep is brought into “Hale Mechanics”. That’s where he meets mechanic Derek, and his uncle Peter…

Laundromat Hazards by  losingmyangelgrace | 3.5K

“Hey, you forgot your-”

He turned, and blanched. It was Tall, Dark and Beautiful - his voice was softer then Stiles imagined but no less gorgeous – and he was holding up a pair of red lace panties, the tips of his ears turning pink.

They weren’t even the only pair Stiles owned. He liked the feeling of the material against his skin. They made him feel good and just a little bit naughty.

Stiles. Was. Mortified.

Cause I Built a Home (For You, For Me) by  noneedforhystereks | 59.7K

Derek Hale is a mechanic in the sleepy town of Beacon Hills, where he has lived all of his life. He spends his day in a simple routine: wake up, fix cars, go home, sleep. It’s what he’s good at, and it keeps things simple and uncomplicated. Derek doesn’t let people in and remains emotionally distant from everyone except his sister, Laura, and her daughter. This all changes when Boyd tows in an old blue Jeep that needs a lot of work and Derek meets the owner of said Jeep.

Because once Derek meets Stiles and his kids, he can’t stop himself from caring. And he doesn’t want to stop.

Incidence and Reflection by  kelleigh (girlfromcarolina) | 9.5K

Derek came to the roadhouse looking for information and an uneventful night. He gets Stiles instead. 

Gotham Positivity

I know we are all a little angry at Gotham right now but honestly I still love this show so much. I know my blog has turned into a big ass Gotham propaganda but I hope more people watch it because this show has blessed me with so much I would like to thank it.

So thank you Gotham for :

  • A new take on the Batman mythology that keeps the fans happy and brings a lot of fresh new stuffs.
  • Being the best super hero tv show at the moment with a very distinct atmosphere and cinematography, grey characters all around and actions with consequences.
  • Oswald Freaking Cobblepot who will feed you with your own children while wearing a purple glitter suit and perfect mascara.
  • Jim “I’m not going to fight them except that I am” Gordon.
  • Edward Nygma who literally went from an awkward little puppy to a suave sexy confident motherfucker in one season.
  • Tiny human expresso Bruce Wayne who is full of bitterness and anger but wears cute little jumpers and will make you tea to make you happy.
  • Alfred being the badass motherfucker we all know he is and going from classy english butler to “OI MASTER B YO LITTLE SHIT” in 0,2 second every episode.
  • That time Jim woke up in Nygma’s flat to the sound of Ed and Ozzie singing a piano duet together and thinking that was the gayest shit he ever seen.
  • Selina Kyle being a good person but not a nice person. And being the embodiment of “look at the camera like she’s in the office”.
  • Harvey Bullock who keeps asking Jim to not do the thing but will eventually help him do the thing anyway.
  • Fish Mooney being and over forty women of color who rules a gang and is considered both attractive and powerful.
  • Bisexual Murderous Queens Barbs and Tabs.
  • Jim and Lee cuteness. And Lee generally being both sweet and badass.
  • OSWALD HAVING CANON FEELINGS FOR EWARD.
  • That time Jonathan Crane’s father walked toward a man while menacingly stroking a pig.
  • Edward Nygma wearing the Green Suit Of Sex™.
  • Fish Mooney being the embodiment of “throw her to the wolfs and she will come back leading the pack”.
  • Baby BatCat
  • The biggest foreshadowing of the year, when Oswald walked into a club while “I know what boys like” was playing in the background.
  • That time Alfred try to menace Fox at a bar but Fox probably thought for ten solide minutes that he was hitting on him.
  • The Galavant family still being super bitter about a misunderstanding with the Waynes last century and creating “The Club Of Bitter Fuckboys” to kill a sixteen year old boy (and failing)
  • “My name is Fish Mooney, bitch.”
  • Ed being locked in Arkham and yet creating a sort of tiny society with the patients.
  • *Ozzie pops his head out of the limo* *Ed had the biggest grin on his face* *You know they had sex in the car*
  • Ozzie calling everyone “Old Friend”, including people he only met once.
  • “Master B, I don’t want you to do the thing, but I know you’re gonna do it anyway so I might as well help you do it properly”.
  • Oswald being in a constant state of heart eyes at Ed.
  • Jim being done with everyone shit but saving the day anyway.
  • Harvey not being able to have lunch break because he literally can’t let Jim alone in the wild for one second.
  • That time Galavant/Azrael was about to kill Bruce, Alfred and Jim but Oswald came out of nowhere with a bazooka to save the day.
  • Edward “I have no concept of personal space” Nygma.
  • Jim slowly running out of fuck to give.
  • Oswald compulsory need to be extra all the time.
  • Like that time he screamed “I AM THE KING OF GOTHAM” on the roof with dramatic music and lightnings in the background.
  • Harvey Dent only appearing when they need some random lawyer and a pretty face.
  • The irony of making Mr Freeze hot as fuck.
  • Firefly being a girl !
  • Female friendship and female character supporting each other.
  • That time Ben McKenzie had to act like Clayface acting like Jim Gordon.
  • Oswald inability to lie and control his face in front of Ed.
  • Barbara helping Ozzie redecorating his house with his dead stepmother head.
  • Ed in his burrito of sadness.
  • Ozzie commending his own Nygmobblepot fan art.
  • That time Ed got burned by his own reflection in the mirror.
  • That time Edward Nygma, mastermind criminal genius and futur Riddler stumbled on a log while running away from the cops and fell head first in the snow.
  • Ed general lack of chill, like when he framed Jim for murder in the most complex way only because he asked him once about Miss Kringle.
  • That time Ozzie got drunk alone in his new club.
  • The fact that every single character in this show seems to survive only out of spite.
  • “I wish you were a monster. But you’re just a man”.
  • Selina Kyle holding guns twice as big as her.
  • Victor Zsasz being the Murderous Fairy Godmother who doesn’t seem to work for anyone but only to magically appear when there is killing to do.

Feel free to ad stuff I’m sure there is plenty more !

Happy Gary Gygax Day, July 27.  Every year on his birthday I roll up a new character from a past edition.  This year I return to the 1977 Holmes Basic, where I started, which is an edited version of the original 1974 booklets by Gygax and Arneson.  A small index card is all I need for a character sheet.

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homestuck lesbians and what your brand says about you. a futcharadia and roselalonde collaboration
  • jade: doesn't have enough info on their about but you trust them anyway. probably furries but the cute kind
  • john: in an eternal war over whether he's a twink or bear. i've never met a john lesbian who wasn't incredibly cursed.
  • rose: either very preoccupied with grimdark rose content or depress'd lesbian rose in sweatpants content. you can tell by whether they type in lowercase or not.
  • dave: read too many background ship rosemary fics and now here they are. traumatized gays but don't like vriska
  • jane: in denial of the fact that there are any boys in homestuck at all. they all have incredible aesthetics and perfect themes.
  • jake: don't actually like homestuck and are probably blogging 90's anime now. only producers of good dirkjake content
  • roxy: they're all funnymen. they probably like dirk but make fun of him to hide it
  • dirk: cursed. they all really like dirkjohn for some reason
  • calliope: rare but generally flawless.
  • caliborn: rare and universally despised
  • aradia: really cool with a witchy aesthetic. really love obscure poly femslash ships.
  • tavros: if you're out there, please call us.
  • sollux: there are only two in existence and they are both incredibly valid. the ONLY sollux fans you can trust!!
  • karkat: very nice but also mysterious. love karkat but understand that he is often bad and embarrassing like no one else. probably communist
  • nepeta: love obscure girl ships and only blog about girls homestuck screwed over. casual equius fans, but probably chill. DEFINITELY furries.
  • kanaya: every single one loves rosemary. blog far more pictures of pretty women than any other homestuck lesbian combined. probably gothy, but with incredible taste.
  • terezi: write incredibly long meta posts about comphet in homestuck. leading the pack in depressed lesbian content. they LOVE vrisrezi and will start vriscourse about it.
  • vriska: You know.
  • equius: see gamzee
  • gamzee: see eridan
  • eridan: see equius
  • feferi: we're legally barred from writing anything about feferi here but hope you enjoyed the post!

SRB2017: WOLF PACK: BEACON ORIGINAL 
written by @fearfrost1211 , Art by @beerwolves 

When his father landed the Deputy Chief of police position in Beacon Hills, Stiles moved to his new town gladly, embracing the chance of a fresh start. What he didn’t expect was to find himself hopelessly drawn to the gruff Vice President of the local motorcycle gang, the Wolf Pack.


Derek Hale, resident bad boy of Beacon Hills, spent his time helping his sister lead the Wolf Pack and working on motorcycles at his family’s automotive garage. Then, one hot summer afternoon a bright-eyed boy walked into his life and turned his world upside down.

So yeah! I wanted to thank Michelle for making this fic come alive with our back and forth excited convos haha! I’m so proud and glad to have worked with you on this fic and making me fall for the biker!AU :-)) //ppl should make more biker!AU sterek hahahaha

also thank you @sterekreversebang for organizing this and for your hard work :) You guys are the best haha