or did they just use the same stars

a few lancey lance headcanons for the soul

  • the first time lance ever held his first nephew, he was six, and he started crying giant happy tears
    • would constantly try to teach his nieces and nephews to say tío lance in order for those to be their first words
  • hunk: hey dude are you doing okay? your eye bags are…. huge
    lance: i haven’t done any of my assignments for the past week because i have procrastination! my adhd isn’t letting me focus, and i’ve cried twice this week.
    hunk: ….
    lance: [fingerguns and winks]
  • one of his cousins was enrolling in a beautician school and before lance went to the garrison, he was his muse
    • resulted in the thin eyebrows, straight permed hair, and short bangs. also got a good pedicure and manicure out of it
    • lance: I THOUGHT YOU SAID YOU WERE A PROFESSIONAL!
      his cousin: I SAID THAT I’M IN SCHOOL STILL!
      lance: ARE YOU KIDDING ME
      his cousin: can you relax. hair grows back and chemicals go away… eventually
    • this same cousin got lance into skincare when the cousin used to work at lush. family discount
  • lance is the one who calls star wars the old space movies that are classics. he’s talking about the sequel trilogy.
    • “i grew up with those movies,” his father says, “you’re killing your father, lance. stop laughing, lance”
  • lance’s internal thoughts while eating spicy food, tears in his eyes: you are a badass cuban. you are a badass cuban. you are a badass—WHAT DID CORAN PUT IN THIS!?!?!?!
  • “i’m not jealous” “you just growled when keith laughed because of him, lance” “i’m just annoyed because i’m funnier than that dude.” “mhm” “shut up”
  • lance is currently on a work out routine with allura in order to get more fit and to eventually beat shiro,then her in an arm wrestling competition they hold every week
    • “allura i’m not crying i’m just sweating from my eyes”
  • curly haired lance comes without warning. the only person surprised by this is lance
    • keith: suits you.
      lance: ;)
  • when lance comes home to earth, he comes home to a new baby sister, a new nephew, and just in time to watch his brother get married. he’s the happiest he’s ever been.
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It’s been years. Long, full years that have passed since the Winchesters took their last breaths. It was a frosty night, filled with blood, sweat and tears as Sam held his bigger brother’s hand just before his own world went black.

All he hoped for as his last wish was that wherever he was went, Dean would be waiting for him. It didn’t matter if it were heaven or hell, it just mattered to him if they were together because even in death he just couldn’t imagine being without Dean.

At this point in time, the Impala still stood where Dean had driven it last. It was untouched. Except for the bubbles of rust on her once pristine, shiny, black body and the long grass weaving its way inside the place that once used to be home.

It was still home.

Their souls tied to the car, like she was stitched into their very being. The only other constant in their lives except for each other. Things are simpler now, both of them existing between worlds. Made of smoke and stories. Most nights they just sit on the hood of the car, watching the stars in complete silence just like they did in life. It was weird the way they just needed each other to be okay.

Then one day, Sam watched a boy walk up to the car, his fingertips trailing over the roof. The same admiration and glee he often noticed in Dean’s eyes when he saw cars, sparkling in the eyes of someone that reminded Sam of who he used to be.

Before he knew it, Baby was hurtling down highways again, carrying two men that reminded Sam of his own life. Saving people, hunting things, the family business. Dean would often mess with the stereo, the soundtracks to their lives blaring through the speakers as the legos rattled. It reminded the new hunters of the history they were apart of and the history they were going to make.

Sprawled out in the backseat, Sam’s head on Dean’s lap as they listened to the young hunters in the front, who were completely oblivious to their presence.

“You know who’s car this was? It belong to Sam and Dean. The Winchesters. The goddamn Winchesters.”

“No way. No frikkin’ way. There’s no way they would have left this beauty.”

“I heard they died.”

Sam tilted his head upwards to look at Dean. There’s a smile on Dean’s face that made his heart warm.

They never die. Not really. At least not forever.

4

Don’t center on your anxieties, Obi-wan.” — Qui Gon Jinn to Obi-wan, “The Phantom Menace”

I will mend this old wound.“ — Obi-wan to Ezra Bridger, “Twin Suns”

 (Even though Obi-wan’s cameo and his fight with Maul was short and I still highly enjoyed this entire scene. And I don’t mind at all that Obi killed Maul in three moves I was very satisfied. Especially when I went back and noticed that Obi-wan {being the loyal Padawan he still is on the inside} paid tribute to Qui Gon by transitioning into his Master’s stance and form. 

It made me realize how much Obi still misses his old Mentor and that just made me sad. I also notice that Maul {because he’s a frockin evil cockroach} was going to use the exact same sneaky move he used on Qui Gon to trip up Obi, but Obi {because he’s a beast} foresaw this and is like “Yeah, no. Not falling for that.” And just ducks down and slices Maul’s saber in two and right down the middle of his front.)

Three SERIOUSLY UNDERRATED Movies I just watched recently:

1. Strange Magic

Originally posted by magically-strange

A work by freaking Lucasfilm/George Lucas himself!

Did not expect it to be a musical, very much cringe worthy—but once you look past that, this movie has stunningly beautiful animation! 

Not to mention the plot is actually kind of interesting. THIS coming from the same man who brought us STAR WARS and we know how well those relationships work out half of the time *cough* Anidala *cough*—but it is a movie ENTIRELY about LOVE! I kid you not. 

Though a few places are indeed very very much a cringe, other parts have me squealing like a fangirl! I wish I would have heard about it sooner!   


2. Epic

Originally posted by zombie-chaser

So I guess 2013-2014 were just the years to have stunning visual animation for forest-related characters, in movies that both basically flop in the box office.

Epic was a little slow at times, but it was funny, unique, and had a few very memorable characters! 

I will not lie to you, I am a sucker for ships, and Ronin and Queen Tara never cease to make my heart ache for a whole week after I watch this movie. T_T If you watch for nothing else, at least enjoy the beautiful visuals, A-list voice acting cast, and the FRICKING relationship between the Queen and the most badass guy in this whole movie!


3. Book of Life

Originally posted by waterinmychest

So, aside from slamming me with the crippling nostalgia of watching El Tigre on Nickelodeon as a kid, this movie is witty, gorgeous, and (again unfortunately) more of a musical than I typically look for. 

STILL! I cannot believe it took me THIS long to watch it! It was fun, exciting, and busted all sorts of chops for various people and stereotypes. 

Plus, the fandom for this movie is ridiculously awesome! Jorge R. Gutierrez is very open with the fans with his info/rumors of sequels, and the voice cast nearly killed me. Channing Tatum was one thing, but DIEGO LUNA is the main character!  We’re talking Cassian Andor with more than 5 lines of dialogue and a leading role! ❤ ❤ ❤

And let me tell you about La Muerte and Xibalba—the OTP I didn’t know existed or that I needed in my life—their personalities are so different from what I was expecting and I love everything this movie did to make me think vs what I saw. 

Plus it is produced by Guillermo Del Toro—I’ve been seeing his name so much recently—seriously, what does this guy not do!?



So those are the 3. This is just my opinions of things based on recent exposure to the films, and they aren’t the best movies I’ve ever seen by far, but they were enough to be exciting and they definitely deserve more love than they were given! —or at least more exposure so it didn’t take me this long to watch…

Count Your Lucky Stars

So this is a short Langst idea that came to me in a dream. It is very loosely based on and inspired by this post. There’s going to be two alternative endings to go with it. Both up by Monday (hopefully). Anyways hope you enjoy :D


What. The. Hell. That’s all they could seem to think as they realized they left Lance behind. How could they be so stupid? The Blue Lion had returned with a cockpit full of prisoners, so why wasn’t her paladin flying her. When they questioned the prisoners to find out his location all it did was increase their worries. He was still stuck on the Galra ship. You know, the one they had already wormhole away from.

“Oh, this is bad. This is really, really bad,” Hunk said as he begun pacing the infirmary after they delivered the rescued prisoners to the healing pods.

“Calm down buddy. We’re all worried about Lance right now. He’ll be fine.” Shiro was trying to soothe Hunk, but his words weren’t even working on himself. He of all people knew the horrors of being a captive of the Galra. He could only hope they wouldn’t put Lance to fight in the rings, not that their interrogation methods were much better.

“Lance is a quick thinker; he’ll find a way to keep himself safe until we find him. We just need to have faith.” Coran’s words were a little more encouraging, but there was still a problem.

“Exactly how long will that be exactly? None of us are in the condition to go back and fight, and who’s to say they’ll even be in the same system or have him on the same ship when we’re finally ready. I’ve already lost one brother to the Galra, I’m not about to lose another,” Pidge declared.

“I say we go back whether we’re physically ready or not. Pidge is right if we don’t go back now who knows when we’ll find him again. Not only does staying here extends the time he’s with the Galra, but it also leaves us down one paladin and unable to form Voltron.“ Keith was so mad at himself right now. He shouldn’t have listened when Lance told him to go on without him. That idiot was always sacrificing himself for others. He should’ve told Lance no, and stay to fight with him. 

“Paladins I know you’re all worried, as am I. But we should consider the passengers we have on board. What if we go back and something goes wrong? We’ll be essentially handing them back over to the Galra after they just got a taste of freedom. Keith, I understand your point about Voltron, but like Pidge said, none of you are in the condition to fight right now. It’s better one Paladin than all five of you.”

Allura knew she must’ve sounded heartless now, but she felt she was making the right choice. As the leader, she must make the correct decisions, even if it’s not the popular one. The looks her crew was giving her proved that her choice was not the popular one indeed. Allura was only considering what was best for everyone that was here at the time. She wasn’t going to send them into another heavy battle injured and tired.

“You know princess, I understand what you’re saying, but when you were captured by the Galra a while back, Lance was ready to go get you, guns blazing. I guess I just supposed you’d do the same for him,” Hunk stated dejectedly. He turned to head out of the room, Pidge, and Keith on his heels. 

None of them wanted to play the waiting game right now, but it’s all they can do. She doesn’t take Hunk’s words too personally because she understands he’s coming from a place of hurt. She wants nothing more than to go in “guns blazing”, as Hunk called it, to go rescue Lance. But that would be thinking like a friend, not a leader and certainly not a princess. With Coran on their side, it should take too long for the castle and everyone on it to be battle ready once more. 

It took a week. And with every day that passed, the more tensed and worried everyone got. The prisoners the rescued were fully healed and sent back to their home planets or somewhere safer, and the castle was back at full operating power. Unfortunately, like most of them feared they had lost track of Lance. Pidge had her tech set to alert her to any transmissions that even slightly mentioned the blue paladin. Allura had sent word to their allies to keep an eye out, and the Blade of Marmora had their inside people looking out. They just have to play the waiting game a little longer.

Lance’s absence seemed to affect Hunk the most until eventually, he started spending time in Lance’s room. No one thought anything about it until one day he came to the common room crying. 

“Guys, what if we find Lance and he doesn’t want to come back? What if they took him to Prince Lotor and he chooses to stay with him?”

“Hunk what are you talking about? Why would Lance want to stay with the Galra of all people,” Keith asked.

They didn’t receive an answer. Hunk just motioned for them to follow him as he leads them to Lance’s room. It was cleaner than they expected, but they suppose Hunk may have had something to do with that. The bed was unmade as evidence that Hunk was more than likely sleeping in here too. He stopped right in front of Lance’s desks where there were some scraps of papers as well as two jars. One was labeled “The Good” and had about two handfuls of colorful stars. The other was labeled “The Bad” and was nearly overflowing with black stars.

Shiro remembered this tradition from his childhood, but it appeared that Lance had a different way of doing things. He doesn’t understand why this would make Hunk think Lance doesn’t want to come back. Shiro picked up a purple star from the good jar and started to unfold it. And that’s why we bring our sharpshooter. -S

He remembered that moment. Lance had made an incredible, almost impossible, shot, and Shiro felt so proud at that moment. Not thinking anything much of it, he picked a star from “the bad” jar and unfold it. You are the worst pilot ever! -K

It was then Shiro got an idea where this was heading. He kept opening more of the black star and some of the things on them shocked him.

I hope I don’t need to remind you that the only reason you’re here is that the best pilot in your class had a discipline issue and flunked out. Don’t follow in his footsteps. -I

Aw, Lance, you just ruined it. -H

He’d be Sendak’s prisoner right now, if not for Pidge. -A

Well, you wouldn’t have survived the explosion if Hunk and Coran hadn’t gotten a new Crystal. -P

I’m taking Keith with me. -S

Shiro realized that these were all things they said that hurt Lance in some way. It also suddenly came back that none of them had told Lance thank you for that time Sendak almost took the castle. He’s sure at some point Coran did, but no one else. Not for waking up and shooting Sendak’s arm off, or anything else he did for them for that matter. They were always just distracted by Lance’s boisterous personality, they never considered how they spoke to him. And the jar was so full, who knew what other things were said that affected him negatively.

At this point, the others began reading the unfolded stars and were probably reaching the same conclusion as Shiro did. Hunk’s concern made sense as he unwrapped the colorful stars and realized most of them were things Lotor said. He probably realized the Blue Paladin’s insecurities and used them to his advantage. When were the two even alone enough for these things to be said?

If Lance didn’t come back they’d have no one to blame but themselves. They pushed him away with their words. They basically handed Lance over to the Galra.


Main Story/ Ending 1/ Ending 2

I’m glad anti-semitism is getting attention from leftists, but you guys should know you have a lot of work to do in this area. This is really your weakest area. Don’t get haughty about the centrist neoliberals talking about free speech, because historically, you’re scarcely better. I distinctly remember the “down with Zionist bankers” signs at Occupy Wall Street and dark insinuations of “transnational elites.” It’s not white supremacists crashing shabbat dinners from college Jewish groups, it’s you guys. We just did a whole thing with the Chicago Dyke March and their reaction to a flag with a Star of David. I remember the reaction to anyone saying they were uncomfortable with Jeremy Corbyn because of his affection for anti-semitic terrorists. The existential threat brought by Trump and the neo-nazi renaissance he’s ushered in has backed us all into the same corner, but if you actually care about this, you need to do some real soul-searching and modify your behavior.

‘Terry Pratchett’ Sentence Starters
  • “Only in our dreams are we free. The rest of the time we need wages.”  
  • “The trouble with having an open mind, of course, is that people will insist on coming along and trying to put things in it.”  
  • “Some humans would do anything to see if it was possible to do it.”
  • “Stories of imagination tend to upset those without one.”   
  • “Style. That’s what people remember.”
  • “Sometimes it’s better to light a flamethrower than curse the darkness.”
  • “Coming back to where you started is not the same as never leaving.”
  • “The trouble is, you can shut your eyes but you can’t shut your mind.”
  • “In ancient times cats were worshiped as gods… They have not forgotten this. ”
  • “Time is a drug. Too much of it kills you. ”
  • “There isn’t a way things should be. There’s just what happens, and what we do. ”
  • “In the beginning there was nothing, which exploded. ”
  • “It’s not worth doing something unless someone, somewhere, would much rather you weren’t doing it.”
  • “What is there in this world that truly makes living worthwhile?”
  • “Don’t think of it as dying, just think of it as leaving early to avoid the rush.”
  • “No! Please! I’ll tell you whatever you want to know!”
  • “The enemy isn’t men, or women, it’s bloody stupid people and no one has the right to be stupid.”
  • “Oh, you’d like something simpler?”
  • “And what would humans be without love?”
  • “Even if it’s not your fault, it’s your responsibility.”
  • “You have to start out learning to believe the little lies.”
  • “They’re not the same at all!”
  • “It would seem that you have no useful skill or talent whatsoever.”
  • “I’d rather be a rising ape than a falling angel.”
  • “Just erotic. Nothing kinky. It’s the difference between using a feather and using a chicken.”
  • “Coming back to where you started is not the same as never leaving.”
  • “All gods are bastards!”
  • “If you trust in yourself, and believe in your dreams, and follow your star… You’ll still get beaten by people who spent their time working hard and learning things and weren’t so lazy.”
  • “Go on, prove me wrong.”
  • “This isn’t life in the fast lane, it’s life in the oncoming traffic.”
  • “Do you know what happens to lads who ask too many questions?”
  • “Did I do anything last night that suggested I was sane?”
  • “Do you think it’s possible for an entire nation to be insane?”
  • “If you don’t turn your life into a story, you just become a part of someone else’s story.”
  • “This I choose to do. If there is a price, this I choose to pay. If it is my death, then I choose to die. Where this takes me, there I choose to go. I choose. This I choose to do.” 
  • “When in doubt, choose to live.”  
  • “Of course I’m sane, when trees start talking to me, I don’t talk back.”
  • “Goodness is about what you do. Not who you pray to.”  
  • “The secret is not to dream.. The secret is to wake up.”  
  • “To save the world takes one cold son of a bitch.”
Tyren, Tyren, Tyren................

A shit load of people keep asking for my opinion on Tyren. Instead of answering all the different asks, I’m just going to put it in a post , to answer all the questions about them, at the same time. So, here it is…

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Shit my physics prof says
  • “And that’s exactly why your hand is attached to your body and doesn’t randomly fly through the room!”
  • “Alright, just let me use my crossbow for this.”
  • “Did I just shoot you? I didn’t mean to shoot you!”
  • “Why wouldn’t you have a random morning star laying around?”
  • “Don’t fucking leave your spoon on the moon then!”
  • “I’m probably going to kill one of you. Anyone wanna go first?”
  • “It’s like you parked your car on the sun. Same result.”
  • “Who else am I going to ask how to get rid of a body then?”
  • “Math doesn’t have any feelings, but you can hurt it anyway.”
  • “Are we doing voodoo now? We’re doing voodoo now.”
  • “I pretty sure a demonic thing ate it. That’s the only explanation.”
  • “Like, imagine you go on a nice trip… but in space!”
  • “I wanted to tell you an epic story, but my wife said no, so the epic story didn’t even happen.”
  • “Of course we could always just set it on fire and see what happens.”
  • “Nothing to feel loved like talking to yourself in a room full of people.”
  • “Well, it’s supposed to be done that way but — scratch that, it never works.”
  • “You disturbed the monkey!”
  • “Why did none of you get me coffee. I hate all of you.”
  • “There’s three types of people. Star Wars fans, Trekies, and idiots.”
  • “No. I just like blowing stuff up.”
  • (Imitates chainsaw noises.)
  • “Oh, come on, you can’t all be saving Hyrule at the SAME time.”
  • “Everything gets better with breadsticks.”
  • “OH MY GOD, THE ZOMBIE OUTBREAK. THEY ARE COMING.”
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“I was telling all of the girls at our brunch on Sunday that whenever I feel like I can’t do something that needs to be done or whenever I let certain insecurities about my body or the way I look overtake what I KNOW to be true about me, I watch my old dancing with the stars videos! I know that may sound stupid or maybe conceited 😳 but honestly, it was one of the hardest yet rewarding things I have ever done in my life. The body type that this world refuses to accept actually won a competition using this same body. People watched, enjoyed, and actually VOTED! I still to this day can’t believe I did it. So I had a hard week last week and the girls wanted to watch the videos on sunday and I just smiled, and I came home tonight and I thought 💭 why do I have to live in the past to get that feeling 💭?!? Dancing makes me so happy, so why not just dance whenever you feel down?!? So tonight, I DID! I put on my fave jam right now “Distance” by Omarion and I danced until my legs gave out 😂 I don’t care that it may look silly or off, I just got my life celebrating and using this body to make myself happy. I wanted to share the video and that moment with you to encourage all of you to do the same. So many of you tell me that me just being me encourages you. Well, I want you to know I have mountaintops and valleys but I am always climbing and making my way through life with as much joy as I can create! I challenge you guys to do the same! Turn on a song and just dance or sing or do something to celebrate YOU this week! Something positive that makes you happy or makes you feel beautiful! Tag me in it if you like 💜 ok time to ice my knees now, I think I got ahead of myself trying to drop it low goodnight y'all”

Stanley Uris: Would you?

Pairing: Stanley Uris x (catholic! Gender neutral!) Reader

Summary: you and stan share many memories about the traumatizing it experience… one night you two find out what else you share despite you differences.

Requested by @cecesunshine-fanfictions

Warnings: like one curse word /:

It was almost 12 pm, and I couldn’t sleep. I thought of going out, and it took me a second to remember that I could go out without fearing that god awful clown. Humming a simple tune to myself, I grabbed a lantern, a blanket, my hat, and a radio that I had received as a present for Christmas. I smiled remembering that Stan had gotten me it, even though he didn’t celebrate Christmas.

After sneaking out of my house, I crossed the street and made the short walk to a field down the street from my house. I set down the radio, and turn on the cure. The wind picked up a little, so I sat down and wrapped the blanket around myself, and put on the hat for good measure.

As I began to relax and gaze at the beautiful stars, I got the feeling of being watched. Comforting myself by whispering “it is dead. It is dead.”, I continued looking at the Milky Way. I closed my eyes for a second, and when I opened them back up, someone had their face directly above me.

“Why are you out here” It questioned.

I flinched and almost screamed, before realizing that the person was in fact, just only Stan. As I sat up, I could feel my face turn beet red.

“Sorry!” He whisper at me as he sat down next to me. “I should’ve said something, I just didn’t think about it.”

“It’s okay.” I sighed. “I’m just still jumpy from what happened this summer.”

“Yeah me too.”

“Why are you out here?” I questioned him, trying to fill the silence.

“Couldn’t sleep. You?” He said and bit his lip. I could tell he was nervous about something, because he only did the cute habit when he felt anxious.

“Same”

Silence fell upon as again, but instead this time the quiet wasn’t awkward for the both of us, instead it was comfortable. We had the stars to distract us, and eachother’s company to comfort us.

“Now that it’s gone… what are you afraid of?” He asked. It was an odd question, but I’d never really thought about that.

“For…. for the longest time, I feared going missing like the other kids. But now… IT is gone, so I’m not scared of that anymore.“ I paused as I tried to think of how to phrase my true fear. "On some level, I think that now, I’m scared of never finding love.” I said quickly and dumped the deep feelings I’d had for a while onto him, and immediately regretted it.

"And what about you?” I asked him, trying to move past my awkward confession.

“Still that fucking painting. And what you said too I guess.” He said with a small smirk. I looked at him for second, then looked away. And after repeating this many times, I had worked up enough confidence.

“Would you-” we both said at the same time. We giggled at the predicament, and each of us insisted that the other go he gave in and decided to go first.

“Would you date someone Jewish?” He asked shyly.

“Hmmm…. I’m not sure.” I said with a smile. “It depends”

“Depends on what”

“Well, I’ve kind of already got my eye on someone.” I told him, and he held his breath for a second.

“Oh?” He whispered

“Yeah. He’s smart, and nice, and loyal, and cool, and sensible. Now, it had happened to be Jewish I wouldn’t hesitate.” I said to him

“My turn to ask now,” i said “would you date someone Catholic?” I watched as realization dawned on him, and a smile spread across his face.

“I’d date you (y/n).” he said cheekily, and got under the blanket with me. The two of us l cuddled under the blanket before I could respond “I think I would date you too Stan.” And pecked him on the forehead.

Hey so I’m thinking about Kara and M’gann again and I wrote some stuff because goddamn it I am gonna build this city from the ground up if it’s the last thing I do.


strange girls in a strange land

It’s never a secret. For the first time in Kara’s thirteen years on Earth, there’s no great revelation. There isn’t anything to reveal.

This weight that she’s carried with her into every relationship outside the Danvers that she’s ever tried to build since she landed—it suddenly becomes inconsequential, when they’re together. The fact that Kara is Kryptonian, that she is Supergirl. The distinction between Kara Danvers and Kara Zor-El and National City’s resident hero. The deception; the disguise.

There’s no pretense between them, no pretending, no parts to play. They meet in the ring as Supergirl and Miss Martian, and then a few days later Kara Danvers shows up at the alien bar—and M’gann knows. It’s not something she needs to deduce or figure out after they’ve known each other a while. She just looks at Kara and she knows—it’s just a simple unconscious observation, as clear to see as the gold of Kara’s hair or the blue of her eyes.

M’gann slides Kara an Aldebaran rum and Kara doesn’t even realize that she’s still wearing her glasses.

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“Grew apart”

It has been two years since you moved away from your hometown Riverdale and left your three best friends – Betty, Jughead and Archie, behind. Now you are back in town, feeling like everything has changed. 

Warning: none 
Jughead/Archie/Betty x Reader

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“Jun 5, 2017 -  As(s)trology is the mass cultural delusion that the apparent position of the…” thats how skeptics describe the phenomenon. that’s fair enough. maybe it is a delusion. but the real question is why is it there to begin with? it’s not just a one person delusion like the manic lady down the street hearing stars talk to her. we all hear the same thing. something inside our intrinsic nature responds to astrology without using the mind. it explains the flying feeling we get reading astrology because it seems to resonate with something very powerful inside. why has  this mass cultural delusion been going on for centuries, even longer? why is astrology part of the daily diet with newspapers and morning tv shows. why did humans at the very beginning of time feel unity with the cosmos and begin to integrate them into their lives? and humans now, thousands of years later still respond to these symbols, often with love and gratitude. maybe we already studied astrology and we are just revising again and thats why it feels so much. these symbols have defined and carried us for centuries, it makes sense we would always return to them, maybe we did create a delusion, but it speaks a language we seem to have been able to hear for centuries 

Still Star-Crossed

Guys, we have until July 8 to change the minds of ABC network for this show to get another season. Like fuck this deserves many more seasons. Even though Torrance Coombs recent tweet did say the rest of season 1 will be aired, still. This show needs and absolutely deserves love and appreciation.
So ssc fans, spread the word as much as you can, cause this show has become my life and I’m sure y'all feel the same about it.
IT CANNOT BE CANCELLED. LIKE GOD NO. DON’T TAKE THIS ONE SHOW AWAY FROM ME !!! 😭
Social media is the strongest platform to make many more people watch this show and fall in love it just like we did. LETS DO IT GUYS !!! Cause only us viewers can bring this show back from getting cancelled.

i cannot even begin to fathom
just what i did
to be lucky enough
to not only exist in the same universe
at the same time
as you
but also
  to have the stars align
just right
so you and i could meet
sometimes i think that you and i came from the same star
that science or fate or god made it possible
for our atoms to be together when the universe was made
and those atoms joined together in creation of hot gasses and twinkling lights
or maybe
there truly is a red string of fate
and we didn’t have to be lovers in order for us to be bonded together
no matter how badly our strings have gotten tangled or knotted or frayed
they never broke
never tore apart
or maybe
maybe i don’t know
maybe i don’t have the answers
maybe there are no answers
maybe you and i were just meant to be in each other’s lives
and it’s just as simple as that
whatever the reasoning is
i just know that i am so
so
thankful
that you and i
are
you and i
—  Anonymous said: I was wondering if you could write something for me? Based on a friendship. My bestfriend and I need a poem. Like we’ve been through a lot. So I was hoping you could help me out with it?
(cc, 2017)
Sounds of Reverie (Prologue)

Summary: Modern AU. After suffering a year of struggles and defeat trying to pursue your dreams, you develop negative feelings about what your future holds for you and wonder if you’re living for nothing. However, an unexpected visitor arriving in your life starts to make you think otherwise.

Word Count: 890

A/N: This series is inspired by the anime series Yuri On Ice and its soundtrack. There is no figure skating involved, but its music is going to play quite a huge role in the story. In this storyline, Bucky is a successful film actor while the reader is a struggling pianist and composer. Hope you guys enjoy it :)

Originally posted by imaginingbucky

You didn’t like parties.

Everyone knew this and yet, they invited you to attend them anyway.

Or they’d make you attend if the people holding the parties were your parents. In this case, you’d have no choice but to plaster the biggest smile on your face as you’d suffer through hours of socializing.

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It’s quite difficult.  The anguish of the man, the despair… pouring out of him.  All those feelings.  The regrets.  I can’t stop them.  I can’t stop them.  I can’t.  I can’t.
Don’t even try.