lovely finds


can u believe betsy wolfe invented the mirror selfie 

so, i’ve been thinkin hard on maybe opening the blog up to other fandom stuff.

don’t get me wrong, i’m still thirsty for Rick and will be reblogging stuff for r&m, but my activity has been steadily declining and i’m just into a lot of stuff now alongside our favorite grandpa. there’s just…. so much more to thirst over lmao you feel me

so pretty soon i’ll probably be changing my name and filtering in more content from other cartoons and shit that i like, especially if it’s filthy because that’s mainly what i like to celebrate here is nastiness.

i love and appreciate all of you and hope you stick around

anonymous asked:

any “i love you” fics set during the ZA? thanks!

Yes, yes and yes!

Here is a listing for you; Except for one, these fanfics are all one-shots set in the ZA. Hope you like :)

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the rest of the evidence to you. For one year, I have collected as much evidence as these beautiful, amazing theorists and shippers could create. In just months, we have grown and thrived and created a beautiful community of people united by one love that defies all expectations from a cold, cruel reality.

I am therefore going off the grid, until the movie comes out. I suspect that when I return you won’t need me anymore… our validations will be etched in the stones we’ve borne in our hearts from years to seconds, but I so desperately hope that those moments will have been impacted, somehow, by this blog.

May the Force be with you, my Sweeties~!

Teen Wolf Stranger Things AU.

Stiles is walking home from Scott’s house when he feels the hairs on the back of his neck rise. The streetlights overhead begin to flicker before the bulbs go out, immersing the street in darkness. Stiles turns around but he was too late.

He feels his legs being wrenched from beneath him, a cry tearing at his throat as he falls to the ground. He claws at the earth, his fingers raking across concrete and dirt as the creature drags him into the forest. He thrashes about and kicks himself free of the beast’s hold. He scrambles to his feet, stumbling as he ran as fast as he could away from the creature.

He feels the creature’s claws tear through his bag, pulling it from his back and tossing it aside before chasing after Stiles.

Stiles trips and falls down an incline, hitting the ground with a painful thud. He finds himself immersed in a world of darkness and decay, but he didn’t have the chance to dwell on his thoughts; the creature is closing in. He scrambles to his feet and runs.

The next morning, Claudia wakes up to find her son missing; his bed not slept in, his school books still sitting on his desk and his lacrosse gear by the door. She begins to panic and runs to the Sheriff’s office to tell them that Stiles is missing, but no one believes her because of her dementia. Sheriff Stilinski tries to calm his wife down and takes her home, promising that he’ll look for Stiles and telling her that there’s probably nothing to worry about; Stiles might have just slept over at Scott’s for the night.

Sheriff Stilinski goes to the school to look for his son, but he’s not there. He pulls Scott aside and asks him if he’s seen Stiles but Scott says he hasn’t seen him since he left to go home last night. Sheriff Stilinski begins to worry. He calls out a search party and rumours quickly spread that Stiles ran away from home. That is, until the search party stumbles upon something in the woods: Stiles’ backpack, torn and discarded.

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Yeeeah, this ep of Tsukipro made me freak out because of these two. Because I realized they (seiyuus) are also these two and I kinda lost it ^_^;; 

Lately all I’ve been wanting to do
Is kiss you until I cannot breathe
In your bedroom late at night
With an 80’s rock anthem
That you taught me every word to
On a cold November night
Droning in the background.

I want to wipe the tears off your freckled cheeks
That you hate so much, somehow
While I crack a joke
About your pretty green eyes
And how ugly you look when you cry.

I want to call your mother by her first name
And get comfortable with your cat
To make your sisters my own
And not be able to decipher a difference
Between the smell of my house and yours.

I want to make my home in you
Even though I hate to settle down
But with you, that’s okay
Because I know I would chase you anywhere
From Malta to Massachusetts
Or from one side of a picket fence to the other
Forever will I run after you.

—  All I’ve been thinking about is how much I adore you 22/11/2017

the first time ( and only time tbh ) fred tried weed it was with fp and he actually managed to take a single drag before starting to caugh for like thirty minutes. fp laughed his ass off and spent the entire evening making fun of fred, but he definitely avoided to mention that the same thing had happened to him when he was 13 and alice had taught him how to smoke a cigarette

Hello everyone (^O^) my name is Valeria, i’m from Chile and I’m your friendly (and awkward) Jun stan. I got into a.c.e maybe a week before their debut out of curiosity. I’m so glad I checked them out because I love them so much 😢💕

I’m super shy and introverted, but don’t be afraid to message me on my main blog or here \(^O^)/ I’m also a BABY and nctzen 🙊🌻 + a big mystic messenger fan (yes, I know, don’t judge me) so if you ever want to talk about that… Or the walking dead and my undying love for Carol/c@ryl then talk to me(〜^∇^)〜

anonymous asked:

Drabble request: Supergirl: Lena/Kara.

I’ve never written these two before, but I ship them so hard. Writing this already gave me an idea for a longer Supercorp fic! :) 

This picks up immediately where the drunk!Lena scene in 3x05 ends, and is very important to me because there’s just no way that Cat Grant would have figured it out but Lena Luthor wouldn’t.

Lena x Kara, Supergirl. Also on AO3:

“You’re wrong,” Kara says, frustrated by how easily Lena has just…quit. How can she think that her life is meaningless, that all she does is hurt people? Nothing could be further from the truth. “You’re worth it. I refuse to give up on you.”

“Oh, Kara.” Lena sighs. “You can’t save everyone, you know. Even superheroes have to come down to Earth sometime.”

“I just don’t believe that.” She’s so focused on Lena’s shattered heart that she almost misses it. “Wait–what? I’m, I’m not–”

“Like I said, you’re a terrible liar.” Lena’s slow, drunken smile is wicked. “Supergirl.“

it’s my birthday week!!! send me drabbles

Kill Ben


A woman in a wedding dress, Rey, lies wounded in a chapel in El Paso, Texas, having been attacked by the Deadly Knights of Ren Assassin Squad. She tells their leader, Kylo Ren, that she is pregnant with her fiance’s baby. He shoots her in the head. 

No one leaves the Knights of Ren alive.

Finn had been running late to his own wedding. A mistake that saves his life when Kylo Ren and his band of killers fill the church with bullets and leave after murdering the Bride. The unsuspecting Groom bursts into the chapel to find everyone in attendance dead…except for his heavily pregnant wife to-be, Rey. Reeling from the death of their unborn baby and facing the knowledge that his wife will possibly never wake up from her coma, Finn joins forces with Rey’s old flame and former partner in crime, Rose Tico, to kill Ben Solo.

destinyapocalypse  asked:

what is your favorite thing about being involved in fandom?

thank you, this is a great ask. 

Let me count the ways… :)

I think the greatest thing is just the general support of creativity I see. I see so many people creating art or writing and I feel there is very little competition. 

People are genuinely very supportive of each other, and really enjoy each other. I can’t believe the help and love I have gotten on my writing, the love for my OCs. The love I have for other people’s OCs and headcanons and everything. It is just a great way to share creativity. 

My VERY favorite things is the friendships you make along the way. I have met some amazing people I love talking to. 

And of course @galadrieljones who has become a very close friend <3, way beyond fandom. 

His sexuality was part of him now and there was nothing he could do to change that, not that he actually wanted to. Not anymore. The problem was that not everyone could grasp the idea that sex wasn’t in his priority list, it didn’t even make it to the top ten. So, what was the first reaction? The “don’t you trust me?” or the “don’t you want me?” For Raphael, any type of sex was about intimacy, so for him to ever potentially want it there must be a strong connection, an emotional one, which was so hard to get.
—  Raphael Santiago about his sexuality (source)