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@ my international followers: If germany does pass same-gender marriage tomorrow, pls dont make or reblog posts like “thank you Angela” or “thanks to Merkel there’s finally marriage for all in germany”.
No. No. She didn’t do this. She doesn’t deserve praise for this.
She and her party have opposed this for DECADES and just bc she’s not explicitly saying she’ll vote against it rn (bc there’s an election soon and she’s afraid for her approval rating) does NOT make her an lgbt ally.
Do NOT praise her for something she didn’t do.
(goes for my german followers too ofc, but non-germans seem to think Merkel is this liberal/progressive icon and just….no.)

UPDATE: she did indeed vote against it and in fact all the No votes came from her party :~)

ANOTHER UPDATE: no, this was not a plot by merkel to keep her conservative voter base (even if, it would still be shit to put old homophobes before equal rights to marriage). she’s just homophobic. she said so herself, she can’t vote in favour of same-gender marriage because of her ‘long held beliefs’ and bc she worries about the children. that’s homophobic, not a clever strategy.

prince in training

~3k, rated T

Sterek ficlet inspired by this: “i grew up not knowing i was royal and now i guess i’m heir to a throne and you’re the guy who’s supposed to be teaching me how to be royal bc i suck at it and oops we made out” au

This is kind of Princess-Diaries-ish. I know that’s been done before in this fandom (and thank god it has—it’s awesome), but I couldn’t help myself. Yay for self-indulgence!


Stiles thought the most annoying thing about suddenly being a royal heir to a small eastern European kingdom he’s never heard of would be the hyper-aggressive paparazzi, but he was dead wrong.

The most annoying thing is actually Derek Hale, the guy Stiles’ grandmother hired to teach Stiles how not to screw this up.

“Princes don’t chew with their mouths open, Stiles.”

“Princes don’t shove an entire fistful of curly fries in their mouths, Stiles.”

“Princes don’t wear pink-and-green plaid shirts from Target, Stiles.”

“Princes don’t slouch.”

They don’t slump, either, or yawn or sneeze or cough in public, or fist-pump, or drive beat-up old blue Jeeps, or wear bright colors, or rock out to the radio, or do anything fun.

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Remus: What part of : “I’m studying, do not bother me.” did not you understand?

James: No, Moony. You said : “disturb me, only in case of extreme emergency”

Remus: And What’s the emergency now?!

Sirius:  Extreme boredom emergency!

Remus: …… I hate you.


ps:this is a special thanks for everyone of you…I passed 1k followers yesterday!! a big thank to everyone who’s supported my art!♥♥♥  that’s so incredible!!you’re incredible! THANK YOU! ♥♥♥

Where in the World 2.0

Having just passed 200,000 followers really has my mind blown. That is FIVE TIMES the population of the Northern California county I grew up in. 

If you all don’t mind me repeating a question from a long time a go, it would be humbling to know where all you great folks hail from. 

I’ll get the ball rolling. Hello from Portland, OR USA :3

Where are you from?

my fave bit of the old hp ffs on were the moments where lily would be angry, go by the great lake and see a beautiful deer that she stroked and talked to about ‘stupid toerag potter’ 

jjohnkeats  asked:

Hello, Elise! for the writing prompts thing, Enjoltaire and "I wish we could stay like this forever" .

Here is a high school AU because my feelings will not be contained

The afternoon was drawing to a close, filling Grantaire’s bedroom in a warm, comforting light. There was something about this place that Enjolras cherished, a feeling of comfort he rarely found anywhere else.

Grantaire’s bedroom was more than the sum of its parts. It was not so much the Beatles and Fall Out Boy posters, or the pictures of Grantaire as a child, or the evolution of the watercolours stuck on the walls that created that sensation. Grantaire’s presence was so embedded in these walls that just being there made Enjolras feel light as a feather. Of course, having Grantaire with him only doubled the feeling. Oh lord, if he went any higher, he’d touch the clouds…

His boyfriend shuffled against him, pulling Enjolras out of his reverie. Grantaire’s head rested comfortably on his stomach, while Enjolras slowly played with his hair to the rhythm of Grantaire’s vinyls. The only thing his father had given him, apparently. That and a hatred for mathematics. And his hair, too. Enjolras had to say, he was grateful for that.

“So do you like it? The music?” Grantaire asked.

Enjolras had no idea what was playing.

“It’s catchy. I like it. The lyrics aren’t very… groundbreaking.”

“When it doubt, write something about love. Add in some vague physical attributes. There will always be a sucker somewhere to relate.”

There was truth to that. There was something about love songs that finally resonated with Enjolras lately. They didn’t all sound dumb anymore. Though most of them still did, but it was mostly due to bad poetry.

Enjolras was so engrossed in the music and in an atmosphere that he could only describe as “Grantaire” that he didn’t hear the knock on the door. It was too late when Grantaire’s mother came into the room, with Grantaire’s little sister in tow. Immediately, Enjolras’ bubble popped and a wave of panic engulfed him. He promptly took his hands off Grantaire’s hair and straightened his back, ready for the debacle. Something along the line of “Get away from my son!”

It never came.

Instead, Grantaire’s mother just smiled and put a platter of food and drinks on her son’s desk, without even batting an eye.

“I kept calling you from the kitchen, but the music must have been too loud. I thought you’d be hungry, it’s almost six.”

“Thanks, Mom.”

“Thank you,” Enjolras echoed timidly.

Grantaire’s sister, who must not have been more than 6, took a couple of steps into the bedroom.

“Can I play with you, R?”

Grantaire’s mom was quick to take the little girl by the hand to guide her the other way.

“I think Grantaire wants to hang out with his friend for the moment, Delphine. Come on, we should leave the boys alone, maybe they’ll want to play later.”

They were gone as quickly as they had come. Enjolras, still confused and on his guards, looked at the space Grantaire’s mother had occupied just a second ago. Grantaire had not moved an inch, as though the incident was absolutely nothing out of the ordinary. Had the same scene played in Enjolras’ bedroom, starring Enjolras’ mother, the outcome would have been radically different.

“So… that happened.”

“What happened?”

“Your mom. Catching you with me.”

Grantaire snorted.

“Oh come on, it’s not like she caught us doing the good ol’ beast with two backs! She’s seen more jarring than two guys cuddling on a bed.”

“So this is okay? I mean.. Your mom, she’s cool with us being together?”

“I guess. I mean I talked about it with her before, you know. All that bi stuff.”

Enjolras propped himself up on the bed to have a better look at Grantaire’s expression.

“Ooh.What did she say?”

“She made a bi flag cake,” Grantaire shrugged, though Enjolras could hear the fondness in his voice. “Raspberry, blueberry and blackberry. T’was a grand night. Never quite understood why blueberries where-Why are you smiling?”

“Nothing. I just wish we could stay like this forever.”

Such A Sap ~Freaky February~ (S.R)

prompt: Hi, do you think you could write a Spencer Reid smut? Like, he gets jealous of Morgan flirting with the reader cause they’ve been dating for a year or so and has to claim her? You’re an awesome writer, I live for your smut <3

Pairing: Spencer x Reader

Word Count: 1.27k

Warning: None(a little long before you reach the smut)

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First off, I’d like to say that I was totally inspired by @inabadromance!! I LOVE the idea of this and thought it was sososo cute ; u; <33 so s/o to her!!

I’ve gotten a few asks about my favorite simblrs in the past and I’ve finally came around to it (5yrslater)!!! I’ve been following these blogs from the get-go and I find each and every one of these blogs amazingly inspiring, enjoyable, and they all really make my simming experience a positive and wholesome one. :’) ilyguys ok *cries* thank you for being you!!

I bestow these medals of Annie’s approval upon: @inabadromance, @glitterychaostriumph, @bananahut, @bratsims, @essiesims, @lunarian-sim, @femmesim, @suzychi-sims, @ichosim, @plushxsims, @sims3melancholic, @onlypeachy, @obsimmian, @20-44-sims.

Anyway. Unfollow me if you support the exclusion of aces in LGBTQIA spaces. You’ve aligned yourself with the radfem, gold star lesbian, biphobe, racist white gay boy side of the community and I want you the fuck off my dash. Oh and feel free to message me so I can unfollow you too. Thanks.

Looking for new mutuals and accounts to follow !!

I’m looking for new blogs to follow and new mutuals!! I have some things listed below that are on my blog and what I’m looking for! If you reblog any of it, PLEASE LIKE OR REBLOG THIS POST so I can follow you!!!

- BTS: (THIS IS THE MAIN THING IM LACKING IN PLEASEEE REBLOG IF YOURE A BTS BLOG ESPECIALLY IF YOUR LOOKING FOR MUTUALS) literally anything about them is fine except like smutty fanfics and stuff

- Anime: some main ones are fullmetal alchemist Brotherhood, Tokyo ghoul (SPOILER FREE!! I haven’t read the manga in months), psycho pass, fate zero, free, basically any anime is fine

- Memes: just like memes and funny stuff in general

- Aesthetics: pretty things? Idk just like nice looking stuff

- EXO: I’m so pumped for the comeback

That’s pretty much it!! If any of my mutuals/followers see this it’d be greatly appreciated if you could reblog it as well haha half of my followers aren’t active so not many people will see this to begin with. THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!


Well now I have. And got a lot of weird looks from my coworkers while doing it