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A Series of Accidents

Happy belated birthday, @fangirling-airi-style!!!

Based on my own gifset, because well - that’s how my brain works. 

In Which Dean and Cas (accidentally) adopt Satan Jr. Enjoy!

It’s an accident, really.

Well, adopting Lucifer’s kid is.

Taking him to the bunker is a given.

What else are they going to do? Chuck the kid into the streets and hope some non-satanist finds him? Take him to child services when every demon on the planet will be eagerly looking for him?

So, yeah, they take Satan Jr. to the bunker with them, because that’s the only thing they can do. Kelly died, just breathing long enough to see her son and whisper “I love you”, the failure to save yet another life on their shoulders.

At least they got rid of Dagon, or Crowley did.

Hey, he saw Lucifer’s kid and didn’t immediately try to kill it, so that’s a plus too.

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My experience at the HVFF

This is going to be a very long post about my experience at the HVFF (sorry for my terrible English).

So, when we arrived, on our left, we saw Milo Ventimiglia and we almost fainted in front of him because we didn’t expect to see him so close to the entrance lol Infact we were shocked when we saw John Barrowman few seconds later on our right too haha

Then my friends and I went immediately to Robin’s stand and when we saw him we all freaked out -damn, he’s so good looking and he seems like 28, not 39 :O- So we stood right next to him (not in the queue) and when he saw us he waved and smiled at us (his smile is so bright and cute, I almost melted).

Then I met Em, Julia (@robinllordtaylor) and Jen (@christopherpaulcolfers) and they’re absolutely adorable ;-; I’m so happy that I’ve finally met them -I love you so much girls!

Then we all went to Robin’s photo-op and when I saw him I asked him if we could hug and he said ‘Of course, sweetie!’ and he smiled again. So I picked up my bags and I showed my hand to my friend -because I was literally shaking- and Dickie (Robin’s husband) saw me and he laughed -lol I was sooo embarrassed!

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LEGION Recap: 1x01

Last spring when I was getting mildly sloshed off cheap French rosés and falling in love with the X-Men, I did not know it was because my compass heart had swung unerringly to the superhero franchise that, in its infinite batshit whimsy, would see fit to produce an eight-episode kaleidoscopic mutant concept piece less than one year later, as if the surrealist inventive fuckery inherent in the X-Men universe had just been waiting for me, DTF.

And then Legion had to wait for me a bit more, as historically I’ve only ever managed to watch one TV show at a time. Why? BECAUSE I DO NOTHING BY HALVES, SON. And presently I am still lost in space with my beloved golden-hearts on Star Trek: Deep Space Nine.

But then I saw a gifset of what looked like Jemaine Clement in a pale suit on some sort of Mylar-draped soundstage, and that was fucking it. I could feel a give in my ribs as I was pulled toward my true north, to Legion, to the show seemingly made out of scraps and spangles fished out of my own head.

So let’s do it. Let’s do two shows at once. Let’s see what my capacity for sustained enthusiasm actually is. Let’s open up all the valves, let’s set fire to tears, LET’S GO.

Legion - Season 1, ‘Chapter 1’

Wooouuuld you like this show to begin with a deeply stylized growing-up montage set to “Happy Jack” by The Who, hyper-slo-mo snapshots all centered in frame, quaint and retro until our boy hits age of onset and begins screaming it into a distorted symmetrical Wes Anderson nightmare? Hohoho, would I.


Troubled kid grows into troubled man, until his big haunted eyes see no more hope, and he tries to hang himself with an electrical cord, which sparks like synapses (!!! guys) into a sparkling candle on a cupcake — his birthday. Thirty-odd complete revolutions around the sun for David, the last five spent inside this mental institution, which outfits its patients in burnt orange track jackets with yellow stripes, because THE SIXTIES, groovy.

Dan Stevens does a pretty passable American accent, it turns out. His most amazing transformation is still when he left his second chin in Downton Abbey and suddenly looked like his own hot evil twin, but this is good too.

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Mob mentality in the MCRmy

Okay, this fandom’s habit of trashing everything the Way brothers do has been getting old for a while now, but after last night’s hideous spectacle, I’m done pussyfooting around the issue. I know I’ll get hate and lose followers, but I don’t care, because frankly: it’s frightening.

It’s frightening that fans enjoy it when someone says that Mikey should be hit by a car. It’s frightening that some of the most popular fans on this website contribute nothing but hate and insults, and people admire them for it. It’s frightening that every time Mikey makes a move– even if it’s as simple as someone referring to him as “Mike”– this fandom falls over itself looking for ways to mock it; and if they can’t find anything wrong with it, they launch into the usual high school insults-and-death threats routine. It’s frightening that harassment, death threats, childish mocking, and vicious insults are all accepted and even encouraged in this fandom. It’s frightening that people think it’s okay to tell a man with severe depression that he’s “better off dead.” And what’s most frightening is that most of these people aren’t 12-year-olds, but teens or adults who somehow think this behavior is okay. And younger fans look up to them because they’re popular, and they imitate this behavior, and so on.

When did the goal of this fandom go from “being fans of MCR” to “trashing every move the Way brothers make until they quit music out of frustration”? Who decided that in order to be a “real fan,” you have to treat the Way brothers like scum, and if you don’t, you’re just a blind fangirl? When did these blatant double standards arise, where people praise Frank and Pete for the exact same things they harass the Way brothers for? (In Pete’s case, Meagan was 20 when they started dating, and yet you never hear anyone call him a “pervert” or a “pedophile.”) And most disturbing, why is this fandom so determined to torment and destroy another human being?

I don’t care if you dislike Gerard and Mikey, but this fandom is way over the line. The brothers aren’t faceless celebrities who never see any negative comments. They’re human beings. Imagine how Mikey would feel if he saw that post saying he should be hit by a car, or all the posts screaming about what a monster he is for daring to start a new band (the same thing Frank did months ago.) Or how Gerard would feel about the long rants about how horrible he is, and the widely-circulated posts that make fun of his appearance. And the funny thing is, half this hate isn’t even about them. It’s about the avalanche of faves and reblogs you receive, the surge of new followers, the comments like “ooh, zing” and “oh my god so funny,” and the admiration you get from people who think bullying is cute.

If you don’t believe me, think about it: would this fandom be so nasty toward the Way brothers if they didn’t receive praise and attention for it? If, instead of showering them with notes, other fans ignored their posts, unfollowed their blogs, and shook their heads in disapproval, would fans continue making posts about how Mikey is human garbage? Some still would, but I guarantee you that the number would be much lower. But because the quickest road to popularity in this fandom is being full of hate and spite, people can’t make/reblog nasty posts fast enough.

Some might say “I don’t do it for attention, I do it because I genuinely hate Gerard and Mikey!” (Greeeeat.) Even if that’s true, there’s no denying the blatant mob mentality in this fandom. Gerard even made a couple of tweets about it, and while he didn’t mention this fandom specifically, it’s painfully obvious what he’s talking about. Here’s a fun example: remember when no one liked Alicia? Remember when hardly anyone talked about her, much less sung her praises? But after it came out that Mikey supposedly “cheated” on her, everyone was gushing about how wonderful she is, making photosets and GIFsets of her, sobbing about how heartbroken they were that she and Mikey split, and proclaiming that she was the most beautiful woman in the world. But before that, no one would give her the time of day. (And funnily enough, I haven’t seen a post about her in months, so I guess this fandom went back to ignoring her.) I’m not saying that everyone who supported her was part of the mob, but as another fan put it: “She was easily the most disliked wife, and now she’s up there with Lyn-Z? Oh, please!”

Or how about Frank? There was a time when people were frustrated at Frank for blocking fans on Twitter and making rude tweets. I heard a few stories about him being rude to fans in real life, too. But you never hear anyone mention that now, because everyone decided that Frank should be worshipped unconditionally. It’s not that he’s a bad guy, but it’s funny how you never see anyone mention the old Frank drama– or make the faintest negative comment about Frank, period. Whereas fans have no problem scraping up old Gerard drama and plastering it all over Tumblr for all to see.

It’s fine if you don’t like the Way brothers, and it’s even fine to vocalize it, as long as you’re civil about it. God knows there are celebrities I don’t like, and I hate the saying “If you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all!” Nothing wrong with civil criticism. But if you’re one of the people participating in the hate mob– posting or reblogging insults, picking apart everything they do, making fun of them, etc.– there’s a few things you need to ask yourself. First of all, if most fans were offended and disappointed by your behavior, instead of delighted and encouraging, would you still do it? If insulting Mikey or Gerard wasn’t a quick way to get notes, would you keep it up, or have you just been swept along with the mob?

Second, and I’ll be blunt: why are you so hateful? “Because I don’t like them, because they did this, because they did that,” etc. Well, there are celebrities I don’t like, but I don’t harass them on Twitter, mock their appearance, trash everything they do, threaten them with violence, tell them to kill themselves, laugh when they suffer, reblog hate posts, make their fans feel like shit, and follow news about them so I can squeeze in as many insults as possible. If you do any of that, you need to ask yourself why you think that behavior is acceptable– particularly when it comes to threatening the Way brothers, saying they deserve to be injured, mocking their weight/appearance, and telling them to end their lives. You think you’re revealing a lot about the Way brothers, but you’re revealing far more about yourself.

And third, is this really how you want to be known in this fandom? Yeah, I know, people think you’re cool now, but when these people actually grow up, they won’t remember you as a cool, sexy badass who valiantly put the Way brothers in their place. They’ll remember you as a bully who relentlessly mocked strangers behind a computer screen. I know for a fact that a lot of people already see you that way, but don’t say anything for fear of backlash. Do you really want to be someone who contributes nothing but negativity and insults to an already stressed fandom? Someone who encourages bullying? Someone who hurts the Way brothers– who, again, are real people, and are well aware of the hate? Is that going to be your legacy? “Oh yeah, I said Mikey Way should be thrown in a dumpster and got a bunch of reblogs. That was my awesome contribution to the MCRmy. Slap it high!”

Again, it’s not that you have to love the Way brothers, or even like them– but just once, I’d like to see something good happen to Gerard or Mikey without this fandom gleefully ruining it. Or something bad to happen without this fandom eagerly making it worse and kicking them while they’re down. I’ve watched this fandom sink lower and lower over the past several months, and I’m starting to worry about what’s going to happen to Gerard and Mikey when they complete their albums and start doing concerts and appearances. “Fans” have bought MCR and FOB concert tickets just to scream at the bands before. What are they going to do to the Way brothers, the lowest of the low in the fandom totem pole? The culture of hate surrounding them is frightening. It’s like they’re the fandom’s scapegoats: blamed for everything that goes wrong, attacked whenever possible, and the butt of countless childish jokes.

And are the Way brothers really that bad? I know that sounds silly, but seriously…are they really that bad? I don’t agree with everything they do either, but do they really deserve an Internet mob of thousands of raging fans, spewing out every violent threat and vicious insult you can think of, day after day after day? Or do you simply tell yourself that so you don’t have to question yourself when you reblog the latest hate post?

Well, here’s the facts: The Way brothers are people. Not your scapegoats, not your punching bags, not the monsters you imagine inside your head. It’s time this fandom started treating them like people again. Don’t post hate, don’t reblog hate, and by all means, stay away from the frothing mob. Don’t be swayed. You’re better than that, so act like it.

(Ugh, sorry for the rants on this blog lately. This isn’t a regular feature, I promise.)

My Life Among the Grounders (Bellamy/Clarke)

Notes: Dedicated to Rachel as an apology for getting her sucked into The 100, Jane to celebrate the fact that we reconnected over Bellarke, and Flaviana in gratitude for the beautiful gifsets.

Summary: AU in which the smokehouse never burns down, but Clarke gets captured anyway and Bellamy tries to rescue her. The operative word being “try.”

My Life Among the Grounders: A Super-Secret Chronicle of Days on Earth by Clarke Griffin, Co-Leader of the 100, Accidental Prisoner of the Moth River Clan, and 99.9% Done with that Asshole Bellamy Blake


Have been captured! Noooooo :(


Captivity is boring.


Like 10 boring.


Channeled my inner Bellamy and grumped at the guards until they gave me a notebook and a pencil to occupy myself with. Hah! Grounders: 0, Clarke: 1.

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Fic: Overcome

Because of this gifset of a hamper full of puppies. Kurt and Rachel make a rescue, but Blaine’s not really feeling it until one little pup changes his mind.

1675 words, PG, fluff fluff fluff.

The shout of “Blaine! Come grab the door for me, please?” nearly made Blaine fall off the couch, where he was sprawled and watching an ANTM marathon.

“Coming!” he yelled back. The crack of his long-settled joints made him wince as he slid the door open, revealing Kurt, Rachel, and a large laundry hamper that was – yipping? “Is that our hamper? Wait, it’s not laundry day.”

“Astute as ever, B,” Kurt said. “Rach, grab your side again.” He started walking backwards slowly into the loft, keeping the hamper steady before nodding to Rachel to set it down in the middle of the living room. “Meet our new temporary roommates.”

“What?” Blaine walked over to the hamper and peeked inside. “Oh my God, where did you find six puppies?” He tried to step away as surreptitiously as possible, feeling his heart speed up in his chest.

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