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JUST WATCHED THE EPISODE AND

- “LYDIA PLEASE SHUT UP AND LET ME SAVE YOUR LIFE” and the small smile she gives him dsjvhcboeuwiwo
- Valack gtfo I hope the rest of your face melts into a puddle of poop.
- [whispers] Layden’s sex scene made me kinda uncomfortable and did we really need it?
- STILES BANGING DOORS AND SCREAMING LYDIA’S NAME IS MY NEW AESTHETIC.
- Also Stiles covering Lydia with his body to protect her from glass shards dhcbdsli
- Thanks to all the comic moments in the episode ‘cause without them I would’ve cried for 41 minutes straight. 
- Malira getting more and more epic every episode.
- STILES SO CLOSE TO KISS LYDIA IN THE CAR 
- “STILES SAVED ME” (YEAH YEAH THE PACK DID TOO BLAH BLAH BLAH BUT WE’RE FORGETTING THE GUY DOESN’T HAVE SUPERPOWERS) (HE JUST RAN TO HER REGARDLESS OF THE RISKS AND HAJVCDUHUBDSJ)
- I’m Stydia trash and proud of it

anonymous asked:

What do you think happens to Homeworld gems when they've been poofed? Are they replaced or given the chance to reform? Would that answer be different depending on caste?

…Forgive me if I’m reading this wrong, but you seem to be insinuating that Homeworld wold execute random members of their species just for getting poofed?

First and foremost, I’d direct your attention to my post about antagonists who get trigger-happy with their underlings. Just to sum up, and tailor this to your specific question:

If Homeworld killed everyone who made any kind of minor mistake or was accidentally poofed, they would have literally no one left.

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tufts of tune and clover

the irenic meadows mine : in    finite

eyes (shards of vibrant wing)


 (there are many reasons)


alone again alone again 

with the settling ocher smog


a minute, a dew drop


I forget

my self again a


writhing ewer of absolute lack

“Trade you this baby goat for a tour.”

Stanley Pines had been working in customer service for years, specifically for a customer demographic known for its bizarre-ness, and even he was taken aback by the statement.

“Whazzat?” he growled. While mostly sure he misheard the man, he detected the tone of someone who was trying to get out of paying him. The lowest kind of person.

“I’ll trade you this baby goat for a tour,” the man repeated, pulling on the rope of what Stan had previously assumed to be the world’s ugliest dog.

“That thing’s a goat?” Stan asked. He had never seen a baby goat before. Glass Shard Beach had been petting zoo free, to nobody’s shock. Was that what they looked like? Were they supposed to be that mangy-looking? “Why do you even have it?”

“Ol’ Bertha gave birth,” the man said, like that explained everything.

Ignoring the list of questions that immediately arose, including “Who owns a pet goat” and “Who would then name a goat Bertha”, Stan decided to stand his ground. “Buddy, the Mystery Shack is cash only. If you think I’m willing to take a goat, you can take a hike.”

“Oh, c’mon!” the man whined, stamping his foot as if Stan was being the unreasonable one. “I don’t want it! Can’tcha make an exception?”

I don’t want it. The words rang in Stan’s ears, reminding him of memories he liked to keep trapped under a bottle of vodka. Oh no, he was not going to start feeling for the goat. He stared down at it. If he didn’t take it, it was just going to grow up in a household that resented its existence, probably never knowing what it was like to- Sweet Moses, he was empathizing with the goat. He took a deep breath, determination to not resemble his father outweighing his sensibility.

“Fine,” he snapped, taking the rope from the man. “But this is the only time it’s happening, got it?”

The man smiled and walked over to the rest of the tour group. Stan turned to go tie his new goat up to something. After firmly knotting the goat to his porch, he took out a cigar. He needed one after this transaction. He remembered his dad, when he had a little too much to drink, would rant about a guy named Samuel Gompers. He had been some labor union hippie, as his father said, whose only good point was he made a damn good cigar. He winced at the unpleasant sensation of remembering his father, and, in doing so, dropped his cigar. The baby goat immediately ran over to it and started chewing it. That gave Stanley an excellent idea. He knew it was excellent, because its primary inspiration was spite. “Your name, my friend,” he said, leaning down to pet the goat. “Is officially ‘Gompers’.”

Stydia and Marrish

So… I think everybody from this fandom seen or read what happened in 5x16 episode of Teen Wolf and I don’t get why is in teen wolf tag so much anti posts, especially anti stydia and anti marrish. Okay, both stydia and marrish shippers had high hopes for their ship and maybe they are not 100% happy how it goes but guys! We both had our scenes! And both, Stiles and Jordan saved Lydia, both of them were her shields! I’m not a marrish shipper but I’m so blessed for Jordan Parrish and his hellhound abilities. If he weren’t covered Lydia his own body, EVERYONE in this fucking Eichen House would be dead. The same with scene where Stiles covered Lydia his own body, when shards of windows were falling on them. Hello? Just stop fighting in fandom and be happy that they finally get out Lydia of this fucking hell and everyone is fucking alive and okay! Thank you.

Avengers Academy is going a bit smoother for me since I deleted and re-installed it. Of course this means I’m way behind everyone else now and have to avoid reading the screenshots so I can still have some surprise of the stuff to come. Literally everything everyone says is pure gold in this game honestly. I just got Van Dyne’s outfits and I’m sad to see Jotun Loki costs 420 shards, I have 49 and I’ve only used like 2 so far. Not really sure I want to fork out real money for him just yet… :(

Another thing that sucks is you can only play the game with internet connection wtf?? I know it’s not exactly a game to play on the go but I got to work early yesterday and wanted to play for a few minutes. I imagine it probably kills mobile data pretty fast aswell so I didn’t bother.

OKay so OKAY SO 

im thinking about that rumor that Princess Tutu was going to have a 3rd season right???

And then im thinking about the season 2 ending where it was all relatively happy (shipping needs aside)

But also like…. remember that season 1 ended on a pretty.. seemingly happy note?? Princess tutu and mytho dancing together… he’d just gotten the love heart shard back…..

(except we didn’t know that shard was soaked in the ravens blood and things would only get worse from here)

all im saying is that… maybe…… things are not all of what they seem in the season 2 finale??? maybe there are more trials and tribulations going on for these poor kiddos. 

Progress! A couple of days ago, I managed to stab a shard of glass into my finger about a quarter inch deep. That necessitated a short knitting break. But I’m back to (carefully) knitting and these socks are getting closer and closer to being complete! 

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            She’s white hot– it’s the first thing he notes when she collapses into his outstretched arms. Her fever leeches through the slick of her suit and sets fire to his own skin beneath black leather. It sends a shard of concern straight through his heart like a spike, just as effectively as a close call with any akuma might. The weight of his exhausted limbs and the burning in his tired muscles is all but forgotten in an instant as he bends to scoop her up, one arm brace around her shoulder blades while the other cradles the cusp of her knees like a Princess.

            ❝–hang in there, milady. Don’t
                       turn into a pumpkin just yet.

            He whispers jokingly against the delicate shell of her ear, sharp viridian gaze flicking left and right in pursuit of some sort of solution. The only thing he knows for certain in that moment is that he needs to get her away from here– away from the crowd and the cameras and the cold winter air. Propelling himself forward and bracing her against his chest, he takes a running leap over the park fence to give himself enough momentum to make it up over the roof of the nearest building. Long, lean strides carry him over the handful of apartments and shopping complexes until he feels he’s put enough distance between they and the general public to slow his pace on the roof of the Hotel Pont Royal.

            Slipping over the edge of the roof and keeping her safe ensconced against his chest, he slips down the rungs of the fire escape and into the aperture of an unlocked window, closing it behind him to keep the chill in the wind away. An unoccupied suite with check in times at least several hour away, it wasn’t likely that she would be bothered here. Hiking her up higher into his arms and keeping her frame sturdy against his, he crossed the threshold and pulled back the neatly turned-down covers of the plush bed to settle her in– just in time to hear their miracle stones relinquish another harrowing blip, signifying that another minute of their time left together had come to a close. How badly he wished he could remain and tend to her instead, but… this was the best he could manage in their current and quite sticky situation. 

            Clawed fingertips brushed her sweat-drenched bangs back from her spotted mask, and he sweeps back into the bathroom before returning with a cold compress he’d soaked in the sink to drape it over her forehead in hope of combating the fever. By the time he’s poured her a glass of water to set to the nightstand and tucked her in, his ring’s resonated another beep, earning a grimacing smile from behind the slate guise of his mask.

            ❝…there you go, milady… snug as a bug.~
                        You’ll be able to get some rest here,
                        alright? I’ll make sure to mark this
                        room as “occupied” in the guest
                        registry on my way out.

Jill watches shadowhunters part five.

aka I am so thrilled that things are slowing down a bit in my life and that this tiny hiatus is ending soon.

QUOTE OF THE CENTURY : ‘ Are you insane or just an idiot?

Both, both is good.

Mama Lightwood is like I imagined, also please stop staring like that at your adopted son.

DON’T DENY IT RAPHAEL YOU’RE ALWAYS AROUND WHEN SIMON IS TO MAKE SURE HE DOESN’T GO TO CAMILLE. FACE IT.

Also did he get a new jacket?

Portal shard. #okay.

Day 2134004 : seraph blade still looks like a plastic toy.

YO BUT THOSE WEREWOLVES LOOKED REALLY GOOD OKAY.

AFTER YOU, CLARY.

-Alec tries to go in next—

AFTER ME.

I think Max and Robert are coming in next episode I neeeeeed it.

J.C. — this was my mother’s box, she said it belonged to my father.

you thought, you thought wrong smol child.

Is Meliorn like the only fae on this show, is he privileged to live in this tent because he can lie?

YOU BROUGHT A FRIEND.

now is not the time for threesomes, meliorn.

PETITION TO HAVE ALEC LIGHTWOOD BABYSIT THE SMALL CHILDREN CLARY AND SIMON EVERY DAY JUST TOO SEE HOW FAR THEY CAN PISS HIM OFF.

‘ Mundanes getting excited over climbing a fire escape.’

U KNOW  U SAW SOMETHING IS OFF WITH SIMON. U KNOW IT ALEC.

did you hear my cry of agony when Jace stepped in that car and Alec and Izzy just stood there. sobbing.

NEW PETITION TO RENAME SIMON - CHARLES LEWIS, PRIVATE DRIVER TO THE NEPHILIM OF THE NEW YORK INSTITUTE.