millions of thoughts

anonymous asked:

Thoughts on this Louis twitter/Instagram always you stuff? Please?

I have like a million and one thoughts floating through my head, none of them cohesive.  I’ve gone through every scenario in my head from lightest timeline to darkest timeline and everything in between.  In general, I’ve gotten to the point where I try not to read to much meaning into or predict anything anymore.  I’m just kind of along for the ride.   but since you asked….

Basically, my take is pretty much the same as everything i’ve seen on my dash so far.  Louis has made a point to say he knows how fans figure things out.  He knows what he’s doing.  The “yes of course always” post was just making it’s rounds again so that leaves me a little side eye emoji.  I wouldn’t be surprised if he was maybe a little drunk and maudlin and missing a certain someone. 

But I also think it’s a bit of a reminder to us because big stunting is about to go down.  I don’t want to say it’s a WARNING, per se, but just a “hey guys, just remember whatever happens next, Harry and I are still good.”  It’s vague enough that it can be read as a reference to Eleanor, but people piecing things together as again, he knows we do, would know it’s not just that.  

My thoughts aren’t particularly revolutionary, but I do think this week is going to be pretty interesting and I hope that whatever happens/is happening, he’s doing alright and I look forward to the day when he can give us a full beaming smile in one of his selfies.  

Stardust, a Star vs. The Forces of Evil Fanfic

Hello guys! I bet you were expecting some Amourshipping for the day I decided to go back, right?

Well sorry, but it’s Star vs. the Forces of Evil (and my method to cope with this heartbreak) time!

Anyway… This is my first One-Shot of the series, so it’s your choosing what I do with it. I’m pretty satisfied myself with the result, but if you want me to continue it and make a fic out of it, I think I can do it!

By the way…. SPOILERS!

Ok… Here we go!


Stardust


Princess Star Butterfly put a foot on her homeland, Mewni, and in an instant, her mind filled with a million different thoughts.

Surprisingly, the first one wasn’t Marco, but what happened to her Mother. Moon had bruises all over her body and her face was cold and distant, Star felt a light touch on her shoulder, her mother was trying to make her feel better, but that wasn’t gonna work, not until she found out what really happened to her.

That was her second thought. Obviously, she knew very well what happened: Toffee was back, she still didn’t know how, but she was sure that it has something to do with her wand, the same wand she destroyed months ago, in an effort to save Marco’s life.

The boy from Echo Creek (the one who she just admitted had a crush on) appeared as an illusion in front of her, his face a mix of confusion and sadness, the last expression she saw from him before her departure.

Star shook her head. That was not the time to think about Marco, he was on Earth now, he had Jackie, he had his family, his friends, his classmates, his entire world! He could enjoy of it, a world free of magic and also, free of the danger of Toffee’s grasp.

She couldn’t say the same about her world, though. Star looked at the skies and understood how bad things were. A big, green wormhole had appeared right above the castle. She remembered what the Time-Out Guy, ….. , had said to her: Something or someone was draining the magic from the entire Universe, Toffee, most definitely, was the culprit to this, but his motives were still unclear.

As if she was reading her mind, her mother said:

- I don’t know why Toffee’s doing this either, sweetie.

- You should… - Star whispered –

- What?

- I said you should! – Star screamed out loud – You fought against him, so many years ago, you should know what he wants, and you’re also always telling me that I should practice magic more often, that I have to do that if I want to be a powerful Queen

- And what’s that supposed to mean? – Moon questioned –

- Maybe, if you had practice more magic, if you paid attention to all of Glossaryck’s lessons, maybe you could have beaten Toffee years ago, and maybe I could be on Earth right now, with Marco! Maybe you are not good enough with your spells; maybe you’re just as bad as me!

Silence felt between the two of them, as Star regretted immediately what she said. She looked up and notice that her mother’s features hasn’t changed in the slightest

- Fair enough – Moon said– I’ll admit it: I could have done a much better work

- Mom, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…

- No need to apologize Star, after all, we’re not so different from each other, months ago, you had the chance to use your wand and destroy Toffee, but you chose to save Marco. And some hours ago, I had the same chance…

The Queen of Mewni pulled out a pair of Dimensional Scissors and opened a portal, motioning Star to take a peek. It a room filled with candles, monks and priestesses, Star could see Rhombulus and Heckapoo unconscious, she also saw Omnitraxus Prime, or at least was left of him: His skull

- I had the same chance – Moon continued – but I chose to save them…

- So… - Overwhelmed by what happened, Star wasn’t sure how to continue – What do we do know to save them?

- We are not going to save them, Star

Her mother pulled out a horn, filled with what seemed like a mix between dust and ashes

- We are going to save him

Star nodded, barely understanding anything. It was going to be a long… summer

Inevitably, the thought of that new word make her mind drift to Earth again…


Toffee looked himself in the mirror and grinned. He expected to regain his full physical form, but for now, he was stuck in Ludo’s body. Inside the mind of the monster, a battle of will was raging.

- Isn’t this what you always wanted, Ludo? – The reptile asked, pointing at their reflection – Power? Control over magic? It’s what I’m giving to you, I just ask for a little favour in return.

- No! – Ludo shouted, barely maintaining conscious – If I let you do this, there will nothing left of me! I fought too hard for this, I made my way to this wand, to my minions, to this castle, and you’re not going to take it away from me!

- So naive… - Toffee commented, he regain control over Ludo’s body in that precise moment – Just take a look…

The castle was in ruins already, but it took only two spells and fifteen seconds to reduced it to complete ashes

- No! – Ludo tried to resist, but Toffee’s influence was unbearable –

- You have no castle anymore…

Ludo hovered over the bodies of the rats, most of them unconscious (or worse) and absorbed their life force

- You have no minions anymore…

- My girls… - Ludo choked –

- Oh… you mean the bird and the spider? I really don’t know where they are, nor do I care

Suddenly, Ludo remembered what Glossaryck told him his first day of training:

“You really need to feel it. Say it with conviction”

- Levitato! – Ludo shouted –

- Come again? – Toffee questioned –

- I…

Ludo focused on Toffee

- Won't…

On how much he hated him

- Let you…

On how that devious lizard took over everything he cared about

- Control…

And he wouldn’t do that happen again!

- My body! Levitato!

In the exterior, Ludo’s body filled itself with a bright, green light (brightest than normal), and the spell worked out: The body he was sharing with Toffee plummeted into the ground, only to ascend once more, and repeat the action, over and over again

Toffee sighed.

This was going to be harder than he thought.


Marco Diaz stood silently into the room, looking at the big hole in the wall.

She was gone.

She said she had a crush on him and then she left. To where? To do what? And why without him?

The rational part of his body started to make conclusions on it’s own

First, it decided to erase Jackie, Ludo, and any other factor out of the equation, focusing solely on Star Butterfly.

Secondly, his thoughts filled with rage against her: She lied to him! She said she wasn’t in love (or had a crush on, or whatever) with him! She probably wanted to ruin his relationship with Jackie!

That evidence was supported by the fact that she confessed to him in front of everyone. Not only his girlfriend, not only his friends, but also his family!

Marco was mad at her, really mad, but then, something happened. He realized that he contradicted himself, if he decided to think just about what happened to Star, why was he thinking of Jackie again?

Instead of questioning Star’s intentions, he did something he hadn’t done in weeks:

He questioned himself.

He realized he had been a bad friend all this time, he was so focused on Jackie Lynn Thomas that she forgot almost completely about Star, about the loss of her spellbook, Glossaryck, about how her spells got out of control that time…

And she was gone now, it was his fault, maybe he should talk to Jackie about this whole thing…

But, to what end? Star was in Mewni now, and there was nothing he could do about it

Suddenly, he heard a knock on the door. Only it wasn’t the room’s door, but Star’s closet door. He approached carefully, thinking of the fact that, with Star gone from Earth, all magic was gone too.

He opened and looked at the empty place. He was hearing things.

Or maybe he was not. A grey finger rolled out of the closet, it was oddly familiar, but before he could say anything, the finger began to shake uncontrollably.

Marco fell to the ground, surprised. In that moment, he felt something pressed against the back of his belt, as the finger started to glow and a figure emerged from it, the boy pulled out…

A pair of Dimensional Scissors


So, what do you guys think?

Give me masculine trans girl pidge. 

Give me masculine trans girl pidge who tried to psyche herself out of the discomfort of shopping for new “girl clothes” with her very supportive mom.

Give me masculine trans girl pidge who grew out her hair and wore dresses and told herself it was what she wanted.

Give me masculine trans girl pidge who had a million second thoughts because everything she knew told her she wasn’t girly enough to be considered a girl.

Give me masculine trans girl pidge who was a little relieved when she went undercover because she’d always preferred her hair short. 

Give me masculine trans girl pidge who still had to mask a flinch when anyone at the Garrison used male pronouns.

Give me masculine trans girl pidge who stood up in front of her friends and told them she was a girl and never felt the need to change who she was to fit that.

 Give me masculine trans girl pidge.

things you should definitely 100% not think about when you think about philip shea (except do because philip shea is perfect and you should always think about him)

- Okay, first of all, don’t think about how Philip was literally almost shot and actually did literally beg for his life for a moment and allowed himself to be scared about that for approximately .5 seconds before sucking it up and remaining seemingly calm for pretty much the rest of the show (except for when he realized tommy and tracey were in danger. because philip shea cares about other people. but once they are gone, he accepts it quickly and moves on. that is philips’ like number one skill. accept and move on. don’t think about why that is).

- Don’t think about how he somehow got to the city in the middle of the night and then didn’t even risk going inside. Don’t think about how he just curled up on the couch outdoors as if this was a common, acceptable place for him to sleep and passed out, alone, after almost being killed.

- Don’t think about how he goes from saying “I’m done. can’t go back, can’t go back there” to accepting he can’t live with him mom again in approximately ten seconds. He doesn’t argue too much about it. Doesn’t beg or plead or threaten to run away. Just says “I know” and gives his mom cigarettes and then sits and comes out to her because she wants to hear nice things about him and to him, lukas liking him back enough to kiss him is a nice thing.

- Don’t think about how when given the opportunity, Philip will sit next to a man who has almost definitely abused him and just do nothing but pretend the guy likes him.

- Don’t think about his honest confusion when he asks “Why not” after Lukas says he didn’t have sex with Rose.

- Don’t think about how Philip is so calm and willing to do or be whatever the person he loves (read: his mom and Lukas) needs him to be. I mean, yes, he tells Lukas no that one time and calls him on his shit other times, but really, overall, the kid is willing to put himself on the line for those he cares about: “Had to be cool for my mom—I can be cool for you to.” “What do you want me to say? I’ll say whatever you want.” Ugh, he just—he tells Lukas not to drink the hand sanitizer but then three seconds later he does the same thing, no questions asked, because Lukas tells him to. Don’t even get me started on the whole Rose debacle.

- Lukas freaks out when Philip hands him a condom, Philip minimizes it and says “It’s okay. it’s okay, it’s fine” coaxes him back down and no more pressure to do anything. Philip tells Lukas he told his mom about them, Lukas says “There’s nothing to say” and Philip just nods quickly, “Okay.” Doesn’t argue. Doesn’t call Lukas on anything. Just says okay and then offers to take Lukas into the city cause he thinks that will help him.

- Philip won’t get Lukas drugs, but he will help Lukas look for things to sell when he asks and go with him to the pawn shop and wait outside while he does it.

- And, like, I’m not saying this to say Philip is a pushover or weak, he’s not- he’s just contained. All the time. He is the stable one. The calm one. He is careful not to push too much. He thinks of solutions and waits to see if they will actually be listened to but is very, very cautious with actually being assertive with his ideas/wants/needs. He is just so much more attuned to everyone else.

- Oh, ALSO, don’t think too much about how Philip overheard Gabe and Helen arguing about him and chose to step out and put himself in that line of fire anyway. He could have just hung back and waited a little. Or, fuck, run off until things cooled down. But Gabe was being yelled at and they were arguing and so he decided to step in. Cause Philip wants to keep everyone happy.

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She’s not the type of girl you’re used to… and you’re not quite sure if you like it or not. She’s not easy to get to know. She’s guarded and closed off… anything even slightly personal is harder to get to than Fort Knox. With her – it’s always one step forwards and two steps back and it’s SO frustrating… But you think maybe you kind of like it… because when you see those little glimpses of her you know you’re probably the only person who ever has.
She can’t be charmed… she’s not that type of girl. She manages to twist your compliments into insults or downplay them into jokes, and again… it’s so frustrating!!! Why can’t she believe that you like her!? Why can’t she just accept that she’s beautiful?
She can’t be bought because again… she’s not that type of girl. Jewelry, flowers, gifts… none of it interests her and she gets angry if you try it. She seems to think it’s effortless, and to her credit she’s kind of right… you’re simply repeating the same rehearsed steps to try and make her like you that you did with every other girl… and it won’t work… because she’s not like other girls.
She’s demure yet provocative… She runs hot and cold… She’s self-conscious, but also self-assured… In fact, she’s just about every contradiction you can possibly think of and yet you’re somehow addicted to this roller coaster ride because you know that even when she’s being the complete opposite of herself she’s still the most ‘real’ woman you think you’ve ever met and you just want to get to know her more. You want to see all of her… get inside her mind… know everything there is to know about her…
But she won’t let you. She’s not that type of girl.
And when the day comes to let her go and kiss her goodbye forever, you can tell she wants to cry… But she won’t… because she’s not that type of girl. She never was. She never will be…
And that’s exactly what you loved about her most.
—  Ranata Suzuki | Not that type of girl

other students at the garrison: look at keith fly. he’s a natural. imagine how much focus and attention to detail it must take to fly like that…a million thoughts going thru ur head at once..

keith’s mind when hes flying: skrrt!!!!!!! lmao

drarry fic rec

these are my favorite drarry fics on AO3. the fics that are also bold are my absolute most favorite ones. 

20k to 50k

  • Lumos by Anonymous for the H/D Erised Fic exchange 2016 | 40k

50k to 100k 

  • Azoth by zeitgeistic | 90k

100k + 

anyways i spend so much time thinking about how so much of what we “know” about check please characters is fanon like nursey mentioned poetry maybe two (2) times and we’ve all accepted he’s an english major and wants to be a writer…watch ngozi be like “he’s a fucking organic chem major” just to fuck with us…..we know nothing

You cross my mind every minute it seems, whether it’s when I see something that makes me think of you or even just when it’s silent because you seem to be a part of me and I’m a part of you too. I hope that never changes. Because even in a room full of a thousand people or in between a million thoughts my mind will always make its way to you. You fill me with feelings I never knew I had. The kind of feelings that wake you up early in the morning and don’t let you fall back asleep. It took me a while to realize what you truly mean to me, under our friendship what seems like has been forever. All along you’ve been more important to me than I knew. It’s like the stars in the sky- you don’t realize their presence until you do. You make me feel so safe around you, despite everything. Your smile makes me incredibly happy. And darling, you make me basorexic. My desire for you is insane. But most of all, you make me feel at home, my love. I can’t stop myself from falling in love with you anymore.

Thank you to every single person who marched for human rights today- under the banner of a Women’s March- for putting your feet to the pavement and speaking out for the worth and dignity of all people. Thank you for your photographs and first-hand accounts, for providing irrefutable evidence of the strength and scope of our resistance to hate and ignorance and fascism. Keep fighting the good fight, and know that you are loved for it. 

Behind closed Doors

Characters: Dean Winchester, Y/N (Reader), Mary Winchester, Sam Winchester

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: Smut(ish), oral (female receiving) getting caught, I might have scared Dean for life, fluff overload.

Wordcount: 2400ish

A/N: Again this is all Rach’ fault. This can be read as a stand alone one shot or the third part to these two: The Real Thing and Long Night.

Thanks to my annoying sassy little sister @mysupernaturalfics who forced this out of me for also betaing it. I love you Rach <3

“Dean….” You were standing in the kitchen making a sandwich when you felt hands on your hips, pulling you back against him. You breath caught in your throat when his lips attached to your neck.

You still weren’t sure what the two of you were to each other. Your heart had shattered into a million pieces when you thought he had died. You had allowed yourself to play all the things that could have been between you two over and over in your head. Guilt overwhelmed you when you had returned to the Bunker after a few days on your own to find Sam gone and Dean still alive. Not only was Dean alive, his mother Mary who had been dead for 33 years was too.

Things had been so hectic at first you hadn’t given the lack of nights spend in each others rooms any thought. When Sam returned and things began getting back to normal, or as normal as they could be now Mary was around, you missed them.

Dean hadn’t visited you and you weren’t sure how he felt so you had stayed in your own room every night, hoping each night would be the night he came through your door. He didn’t. Still you hadn’t realized how much you had longed for him until this moment. Not until you felt his hands slide under your shirt, sending jolts of electricity through your body.

“Dean…. What are you doing?” You tried to protest but rather than pulling away from him you tilted your head allowing him better access to your neck.

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What is this???? New Hyrule Warriors??

SHIT FUCK THAT’S THE FUCKING FALCHION WHAT

THAT’S THE GOD DAMN FIRE EMBLEM SON WHAT IS UP

THAT’S MOTHERFUCKING CHROM RIGHT THERE THE BEST ONE SLEEVED STUPID PANTS BOY THAT EVER WAS

FIRE EMBLEM WARRIORS?!?!?!?!?! I ALWAYS DREAMED OF THIS BUT I NEVER IN A MILLION YEARS THOUGHT IT WOULD HAPPEN?!

THIS IS HIS CHANCE

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hey so why did all the boy group stans sleep on this last year