so i ended up doing the whole thing

“My first tattoo said: “I Hate.” I tattooed over it a long time ago. I was twenty-one when I got it. It was a very self-destructive period of my life. I’d dropped out of college. My girlfriend had just left me for an older guy. I’d gotten a Mohawk and was doing a lot of slam dancing. I felt like everyone in the family was disappointed with me. My dad was a very successful attorney. My brother was a diplomat. So I rebelled against everything and decided that I was going to live the whole ‘poetry lifestyle.’ I lived in the desert for a couple years. Then I came to New York and tried to survive as a poet. I ended up working as a freak in the Coney Island Side Show. But after fifteen years, even that became like any other job. It was the exact same thing every day. Only the audience changed. I still haven’t figured out what I was trying to escape. There’s no such thing as a true outsider. We all have to breathe. We all have to eat. We all have to work. I wanted to run away from everything but I ran into myself. I’m still a middle class, intellectual kid from the suburbs.”


–MC has entered the chat room–

Hello. Take some really bad and crappy sketchy comics.

I was thinking about the reset theory. Since they say Seven remembers in every route, what if MC takes that ability of his? Suffering through endless resets… That’s basically us TT_TT

I don’t want him to remember and suffer through everything, but would not remembering be suffering in itself? Idk.

Even when I do reset and try to do other routes, I end up going back to trying to get Seven’s… *sigh* 

Also just wanted to feel a little more positive about the whole thing, so yeah.

Btw, if anybody is wondering why I haven’t done their ask yet, that’s because I’ve been in a short art slump (happens often with me). It’s not you, it’s me. ; - ;

Fluffy/Blushy Sentence Starters

aka “I can feel my cheeks blushing from just thinking about what I want to say to you”

  • “I like the way your hand fits in mine.”
  • “You have something in your hair, umm… Do you want me to get it out?”
  • “It’s nice that your voice was the first thing I heard today.”
  • “You can call me whenever you want… Even if you don’t have a reason to.”
  • “I’m bad at texting first, so I always end up hoping you will.”
  • “This movie is really scary, but you’re into it so I’m trying not to cover my face the whole time, but- WHAT IS THAT?”
  • “Wait, don’t pull away… Not yet.”
  • “You look really cute in that sweater.”
  • “Half the time I get too embarrassed to say anything.”
  • “No, it’s fine.  I can wait until you’re done talking to them.”
  • “No, like…. It’s just, I can’t believe you’re actually wearing my clothes.”
  • “You’re a big piece of inspiration for this, honestly.”
  • “God, you always make me blush so damn much.”
  • “I’ve been trying to get ready for like an hour and a half, because I know you’re going to look so good and I need to try and match up.”
  • “Would it be too cliche if we matched clothes a little?”
  • “First second I saw you and I couldn’t get over how beautiful you were.”
  • “I wanted to say “I love you” for the first time without stuttering, but that failed.”
  • “Could you hold my hand?”
  • “You can’t leave without letting me hug you first.”
  • “I really love holding you, darling.”
  • “That pet name was so gushy, but it was also so cute.”
  • “Aw, you’re blushing like a rose.”
  • “Your lips are really warm.”
  • “I can’t get over how a few months ago I wanted to learn your name and now you’re having breakfast with me in my sweater.”
  • “No, mom, don’t tell him/her I said that about him/her!”
  • “My friends get so annoyed by how much I talk about how sometimes.”
  • “Wanna, like– I mean, if you’re not busy… We could get lunch? Or even just coffee if you don’t have a lot of time?”
  • “Wow, I didn’t think you could make me smile this big.”
  • “You don’t need to leave so soon.”
  • “You look so comfy, and cuddle-able.”
  • “Quit smiling at me, I can’t stop messing up my sentences when you look at me like that.”
  • “You’re hiding under the blanket because you’re blushing?”
  • “You make me so happy.”
  • “Don’t give me that puppy dog face.  How am I supposed to say no to that?”
  • “You made these cupcakes for me?”
  • “I look forward to holding you close in bed soon.”
  • “Let’s share my coat, since you’re so cold.”
  • “I can’t believe I got the first date, let alone a year.”
  • “You make me feel so damn gushy.”
  • “How do you always manage to look so captivating?”
  • “Would you mind if I kissed you?”
  • “Are you sugar personified or something?”
  • “I know I’ve kissed you like, ten times, but just like another ten, please.”
  • “You’re the perfect height for me to rest my chin on your head.”
  • “I would’ve had breakfast ready, but you were sleeping on my arm, and I didn’t want to wake you.”
  • “Is it cold outside or are you just blushing?”
  • “Yeah… Huh? Oh, sorry I was just thinking about my girl/boyfriend.”
  • “I’m so in love with her/him, I don’t know what do do.”
  • “I remember practicing how to ask you out to the mirror.”
  • Writer’s choice

Send a name and a sentence xx


“I was like, ‘You have to break up with your boyfriend because we have to start dating.' Her mouth kind of fell open. I said, 'You were made for me,’ and she got this look on her face like"—Hammer launches into a girl’s voice—" 'Don’t you even.' ” He laughs. “I was like, 'Wait, wait! And I was made for you. We were made to be together. So we can do this 30 years from now, when I’ve gotten married a couple of times and you’ve gotten married a couple of times, or we can start now and end up 60 years from now sitting on a porch in rocking chairs, talking about how good an adventure the whole thing was.' ”


last part of pokecember. it was pretty fun doing this challenge! (they are out of order because the post looked weird in the right one)
as you can see i have trouble choosing only one favorite of anything lmao i struggled a lot with the gym leader since i love so many of them, and ended up throwing wallace along with steven since they are both champions (champions count as members of the elite 4 shhhhh)
i also had trouble choosing my favorite memory because even though i’ve been played pokemon my whole life and have nothing but good memories of it i have terrible memory for specific things…. i replayed pokemon snap a while ago and i didn’t remember it being so short and boring, but i used to love it and the memory i have of it in my head is magical

wednesdaysandwhich  asked:

Nico and will getting to know each other through regular camp activities(They've both been through so much, I just need them whole and healing)

Here you go! But seriously, how do you end things?

How hate turned to love

Nico wasn’t lying when he said that he had hated the three-day stay in the infirmary. Sure, he had been allowed to go outside on the third day of his stay to ‘get some sun so that he could get his Italian tan back’ or something along those lines, but he still didn’t like being holed up in a room with white and yellow walls along with a bed with white bedsheets and a cupboard full of medical equipment. It made him unhappy to be in the light. He had complained about it to Will the morning of the second day, and when he thought back on it, he didn’t really know what to make of the conversation.

“I really hate being in this room. It’s too bright,” Nico grumbled as Will took his blood pressure. “And it’s even worse that you forced me to sleep with the lights on. That’s just straight-out embarrassing. The Son of Hades sleeping with the lights on?”

“It’s for your own good,” Will said, whistling as he stitched up Nico’s arm – the werewolf poison had dissolved the first set of mortal stitches, so now they were trying again, this time with enchanted thread. “I don’t want you to fade, so I don’t want you to be exposed to more darkness than there is in your body. It’s a lethal amount, you know. It’s eating you up from the inside.”

“I don’t care. How would feel if you were trapped in darkness the whole time? It’s the same thing with me and the light.”

Will stopped halfway in doing a stitch, the needle still deep in Nico’s arm. “Well, I guess you make a point, but I still have to keep you in the light. Just until the three days are up. After that, you can sleep without a light on again. Will that make you happy?”

It had made Nico happy to be able to be able to move back to his cabin and sleep in the darkness, but of course he hadn’t told Will that. In fact, he hadn’t talked to Will the last two weeks, apart from answering a couple questions about his health during the check-up one week ago.

He had done pretty well with avoiding Will outside of the check-ups, but a Thursday a month after his stay in the infirmary, he came to the sword-fighting class he taught with Percy to find the last person he expected to see there. Will Solace. Being taught by Percy how to disarm someone.

The tip of Nico’s sword hit the ground and the two demigods looked up, Will wiping the sweat away from his forehead with the back of his free hand.

“What the Hades are you doing here, Solace?” Nico asked. “Aren’t you supposed to be in the infirmary or with the rest of your cabin in archery?”

“Will here wanted to be able to handle a sword better,” Percy explained, taking a sip of his water bottle. “He’s not too bad. His moves are pretty rusty, but he has good reflexes and is a fast learner. Can you go through the basics with him while I teach the rest of the kids?”

Nico was about to say that he didn’t want anything to do with Will when he heard himself say, “Sure, why not?”

“Great!” Percy said before walking over to the rest of the group, which consisted of about a dozen demigods from different cabins.

Will smiled at Nico, his sky-blue eyes twinkling in the sunshine. Nico silently groaned, but picked up his sword and walked towards Will, wanting nothing more than to dive into the nearest shadow. How had he gotten himself into this mess?

A month later, it was Will’s time to be confused when Nico appeared in the archery class taught by his sister Kayla.

“I’m not here because I want to,” Nico muttered when Will asked him about it. “I lost a bet, okay? I have to take archery for a month.”

Over the next few archery classes, Will got to learn more about Nico, for example that his favourite colour was blue (not black like Will had originally thought), his birthday was the 28th of January and that he could speak Ancient Greek, Latin and Italian fluently.

“Really? Your favourite colour is purple?” Nico asked incredulously. “I would have thought it would have been like, green or red.

“Nope, it’s purple,” Will said, pointing to a part of the bandage. “If you cut it there, it should be long enough to wrap a small wound.”

Nico didn’t even say anything as he cut the bandage. So what if he was learning how to wrap wounds and stuff in the infirmary by Will? They were just friends. Whoa, that felt weird. Had he just called Will his friend? He had, and it had felt natural too, not wrong or forced at all.

“Nico? Are you okay? You totally zoned out for a minute there,” Will’s worried voice broke through his thoughts and he looked up at Will’s concerned face.

“I got lost in some thoughts.” Nico was silent for a bit. “We’re friends, right?”

“Of course we are.” Will pointed to a patient. “She just came in with a twisted ankle. Think you can fix it?”

Nico nodded with a determined expression. He could do this. He had learned and practised this for weeks now.

“Will? Why is Nico sitting with us?” Ella, Will’s seven-year-old sister asked one day at dinner. It was quite a cold day, and Nico was sitting closer to Will than usual in an attempt to steal the Son of Apollo’s body heat.

“Because he’s lonely at his own table. Therefore he’s sitting with me because we’re friends. That’s what friends do. We make sure that the other friend is not lonely. Right?”

Ella nodded. “Yeah! You’re my friend too, Nico. Because I don’t want you to be alone. That’s okay, right?”

Nico let a small smile tug at his lips. “Yes. That’s okay.”

“Five minutes, everybody!” Leo called out. All the campers were on the beach, counting down the minutes until New Years. Will was standing with Nico, the rest of the Seven as well as Rachel, Reyna and Calypso.

Everyone was holding their hands with their respective other – Percy with Annabeth, Piper with Jason, Hazel with Frank, Leo with Calypso and Reyna with Rachel. The only two not holding hands were Nico and Will, who were both sneaking glances at each other when they thought the other one didn’t see. The rest of their small crowd smirked at each other, knowing that both boys had massive crushes on the other.

Will swallowed. “Hey, Nico? Can I talk to you for a moment?”

Nico nodded as Leo called out, “Three minutes!”

They walked a bit away from the rest of the campers and Will took a deep breath. “There’s something I gotta tell you.”

Nico looked up at Will’s face illuminated by the lights hanging from the trees surrounding the beach. “Go ahead.”

Two minutes.

“You see Nico, I, um.” Will  silently cursed himself. He had never been good with words, but now was really not the time for his tongue to completely tie itself into knots.”

90 seconds.

“You what?” Nico asked confused. He had no idea what Will’s was going to say. Of course, he had his hopes, but they were firmly sealed away in his brain.

“I, um, I…”

One minute.

“Will? Are you okay? You look really nervous.” Nico had no idea why Will as acting like this, but he was assuming that something was wrong.

“I…” Will took a deep breath.

30 seconds.

“Damn it,” Will swore, running a hand through his hair. “I really like you, okay? Like, like you.”


Nico’s mind was going 90 miles an hour. Will… Will liked him?

10 seconds.

Nico could feel his eyes fill with tears of happiness and relief. “Really?”

5 seconds.

“I understand if you don’t like me back,” Will continued. “But I just wanted to tell you.”

“No! I really like you too!” Nico said quickly.

3 seconds.

Several emotions flashed across Will’s face before he stepped closer to Nico.

2 seconds.

“Can I kiss you?” Will breathed, wanting to kiss Nico before the New Year officially started.

1 second.

“Please do,” Nico whispered before pressing his lips against Will’s. It was his first kiss and he knew that it was Will’s first kiss too. He had learned that a month ago when it randomly came up in a conversation. But that didn’t matter now. Kiss Will now, think later, his brain reminded him and he closed his eyes, happily listening to his brain for once.

0 seconds.


So I participated in the Tolkien Secret Santa 2016 to force myself into doing Tolkien fanart once more! My giftee is @thelioninmybed, who asked for something witty actually. I can’t do witty, I can only do silly, BUT I did come up with a musical joke. I invented the Melkor in musica. I’m so proud of myself. HEY IT ALLITERATES.
Initially, I wasn’t sure which scene to make fun of to insert the joke; Lúthien before Morgoth or the Valar might also have worked. Then again, I absolutely cannot imagine Lúthien singing something disharmonious, so I ended up with this.
I apologize. For everything.
I also apologize for the scribbliness of the whole comic thing, but I have to finish other Christmas gifts in time, too, so this will have to do. It’s about the joke anyway? *secretly hoping somebody will laugh at it*

Merry Christmas.

My boys - Jason Todd x Reader (Day 9)

Prompt: “Could you do a image where Jason asks his s/o’s son if he could marry his mother for Christmas? And the little son kinda sits there all sad because Jason didn’t ask if he could be his official dad. Which results in a disastrous Christmas Eve meal with the son in tears and Jason learns he is completely unprepared to be a father to the boy and the s/o just ends up crying because her boys are her whole world and things work out in the end.”

Requested by: Anon

A/N: I’ve never really written angst and im hella nervous rn so please tell me how I do or give me tips if I can fix anything! Thank you!!

 Jason never thought he wanted to have a family. He was never one to want a partner and kids and a white picket fence. He thought this about himself up until he met you.

 You had come into his life about two years ago and he had fallen in love with you pretty much instantly. Your attitude and appearance was so beautiful to Jason that he couldn’t help but fall deeply for you.

 You had told Jason about your son on the first date but Jason didn’t actually meet Alfie until about two months into the both of you dating. Jason remembers not getting any sleep the night before he knew he was going to meet Alfie and his worried phone call to you at 4am. Jason also remembers not going on patrol the night before because he didn’t want to scare your son with bruises on his face and blood on his knuckles. Jason had never felt nerves like that before in his life. Well, until now.

 Jason was currently sitting on the sofa in your shared apartment with Alfie while you were doing the grocery shopping. He wasn’t sure how he was going to approach this situation when Alfie crawled onto his lap and asked him to fix his play truck. Jason, of course, obliged. This is the perfect opportunity, Jason thought.

 “Hey, Alf?” Jason asked, cautiously, while playing with the toy truck in his hand.

 “Yes, Jason?” he said with his tongue getting caught on the s’s with his slight six-year-old lisp.

 “How would you feel if I, um, asked you mom to marry me?” Jason asked with as much hope in his voice as he could muster. Jason felt his heart drop when Alfie went silent and looked up at him. “You know, if you don’t want me too I won’t!”

 “No, it’s okay.” Alfie said. Jason didn’t know what to do when he saw Alfie begin to pout.

 “Hey, baby! Do you want to see the ring? It’s so cool and shiny! I think you’ll love it.” Jason said while putting his hand in his hoodie pocket to pull out the ring. His hand came to an abrupt stop, however, when Alfie shook his head and jumped off his lap and ran into his bedroom. Jason quickly got up to follow him but stopped when he heard you open the door.

 “Hey, boys!” you called out. “Where are y- oh hey jay! Where’s Alfie?”

 “Shit.” Jason mumbled under his breathe. “Hey, babe. Oh, he’s just in his room. I accidently broke his new truck and I think he’s huffing with me.”

 “Aw, don’t worry about it babe, I’ll go talk to him now and he’ll be fine.”

 “No!” Jason said way too quickly. “I mean, it’s just that maybe we should leave him until he’s ready. You know, since it is my fault.”

 “Okay,” you said while suspiciously looking at Jason. “He’ll be getting a shitload of new trucks tomorrow morning anyway, Jason, so don’t worry about it.” You reassured. “I brought dinner in now anyway so could you just go get Alf please?”

 “Uh, yeah, sure.” Jason had absolutely no clue what he was going to do. He was planning to ask you to marry him in about 10 minutes but know he’s screwed. “Um Alf, dinner’s rea-“ Jason looked down at the ground to see his four year old step son run out the door leaving Jason in a pained and confused state at the door of the rocket themed room. 

 When Jason returned to the kitchen he saw Alfie hanging around your body crying with you trying to calm him.

 “Jason, what the hell did you do?” you said in a hushed voice.

 Jason couldn’t form a sentence. He found his chest constricting at the fact that he was the one to cause his favourite little six-year-old boy to cry. This was when Jason started to really freak out. He was not ready to be a father to this boy. He couldn’t do him the justice that Alfie deserves.

 “J-Jason said that he was going to ask you to marry him.” Alfie hiccupped out.

 “Fuck.” Jason said. He had no clue how to stop this. It was like he was watching a car crash in front of his eyes with no way to stop it.

 “Why didn’t he ask me if he could be my daddy then? Does he not love me too?” That’s when Jason’s heart breaks. The little boy’s sobs were racking through his body all because of Jason. Jason looked at you for help but you were crying nearly as much as your son. This is not what Jason planned tonight to be like.

 “Of course I love you! I love you with all my heart. The both of you mean the entire world to me.” Jason was now standing with his arms wrapped around your body and Alfie tucked in the middle of the both of you.

 “R-really?” Alfie said. Jason vigorously nodded his head and kissed both of your son’s cheeks. Alfie then returned the favour by wrapping his arms around Jason’s neck and jumping across into his arms. “SO, can I call you daddy?” Jason’s heart warmed at the boys’ question.

 Jason looked at you for approval and you smiled warmly at him and nodded your head. “Of course you can, baby.” Jason grinned with tears in his eyes.

 Not long after this Jason was putting your fast asleep son into bed. You and Jason hadn’t actually exchanged words yet but there was a silent conversation between the both of you.

 When Jason returned to the room he just sat quietly beside you and you rested your head on his shoulder.

 “Yes.” You said.

 “What?” Jason asked while looking down at you.

 “I mean if you still want to ask me that question then, yes.”

 Jason smiled with so much love in his eyes that you would think he was a different person. “I love you. I love you so fucking much.”

 “I love you too, baby.” You looked over to the clock and saw it change to midnight. “Hey! Merry Christmas, Jaybird!”

 “Merry Christmas, babe.” Jason grinned and slid the ring onto your finger.

Please tell me what you though because I’m really nervous about this one and if you have any tips I’d love to hear them.“

When they have a crush...

Again, one for each twin. Because they’re different people after all. 

Originally posted by peppermint7rose


- Can you just imagine him being sooo overexcited and trying to get her attention all the time? 

- He gets really loud and kinda stressed, because he really wants to be noticed, but he also tries to play it cool and that’s kinda hard to do at the same time you know?

- Him trying to be funny, but ending up offending her all the time, without realizing it before it’s too late 

- “NO, I didn’t mean it like it’s a BAD thing, a loud and funny laugh is great, really! …Y/N? Why did she leave?” 

- And it’s so frustrating ‘cause he means so well, but everything just falls apart

- Him trying to impress her in class, by saying all the right things like it’s nothing, but in reality he studied like a madman the whole night

- Let’s just say it doesn’t stay a secret for long whenever he likes someone 


- I feel like he’s the type to get clumsy when nervous, tripping, knocking over cups at dinner and spilling ink all over his homework when he’s studying with her…

- He get’s so nervous to mess up, so he ends up being kind of anonymous around her at first

- But Fred can’t watch that, so with a little encouragement (and a lot of threats) he usually manages to make him introduce himself 

- So much mumbling, blushing and fidgeting   

- Trying to be smart and charming, but not being able to pronounce a full sentence 

- “Hey Y/N, how’s up? Uhm, no, I mean, what’s you doing? …fuckit” 

- Practicing talking to her in the mirror, and Fred and Lee catching him

- Them not being able to keep it from her more than a couple hours, and George swearing to stay in the dorm forever 

This happened again… Oops, well. And, oh, keep sending in requests guys! 

Catsby (my emotional support animal) died tonight.

He was with me for eight years, and I just really don’t know what to do right now. I just got back from burying him, and I’m… things are gonna’ be bad for me for a while, so I’d really appreciate if you guys could be gentle and understanding about however I end up being for the next however long.

I fell in love with him the second I saw him, and a few days later, my mom brought him home. Shortly after that, she committed suicide, which made the whole, “Patsy Ann, you’re not bringing another animal into this house as long as I live,” thing a little dark. In her defense, my brothers had three dogs and I already had six tarantulas.

He was the only thing I took with me when I had to leave. I was thirteen, and it was just us and a messenger bag full of cat food and T-shirts. We were inseparable.

I took him everywhere with me, with little exception. He was the only thing that ever made me feel 100% calm. My boss even had a litter box and food in the office because she knew how nervous I got without him. So many people are going to be hurt, and I’m just in no position to deal with any of it.

I’m sorry for spilling this all out like a weepy idiot, but I just don’t know what to do right now.

okay so I’ve been thinking way too much about the whole “everyone forgets Stiles” thing and it would have worked so well after 3B instead

post-nogitsune!Stiles blaming himself for Allison’s death and making a wish or a pact with a djinn or some kind of demon like The Wish in Buffy the Vampire Slayer

“I wish I had never come to Beacon Hills - no, more than that, I wish I had never even been born”

and he ends up in this world where everyone is happy, his father and Melissa are married and Scott’s doing well and Allison’s still alive and everything is great and he just sort of exists as a shadow, witnessing it but not technically existing in their world

only plot twist it’s not real, it’s just happening inside his head, in the real world he’s in some sort of stasis and the gang is like “we have to wake him up, we have to save him” and Deaton tells them about a way they could go inside, into the vision, only it won’t work for Scott or the Sheriff because Stiles has already seen them in the “new world”

so Derek is sent into the vision and has to pretend he doesn’t know who Stiles is and gain his trust without revealing that things aren’t real, because otherwise they risk messing with the spell and erasing Stiles for real

and I have no idea how this would end but there would be SO MANY FEELS, just like, ALL THE FEELS, Sterek feels and Stilinski family feels and Sciles feels and Stallison feels and EVERY SINGLE FEEL ON EARTH would be included in this story which I am definitely not writing because I’m supposed to be working on 18 other things.

some day the drugs will just make you low, the party won’t be so much fun, the girls in the tight skirts will remind you of what you never wanted and every drink will taste like my neck

you’ll start leaving early or maybe not going out at all, you’ll lie on your bed and wonder what happened to you. you’ll see the guitar pick with my initials on it staring at you from your bedside locker and you’ll do it, finally you’ll do it, you’ll call me

your name will light up my phone, like a shooting star in the dusty darkness. and I won’t answer, I’ll turn back over and return to sleep because I can finally sleep alone.

and then it’ll hit you, I know it will hit you. you’ll finally understand that you dropped what you needed for the things that you so temporarily wanted.

but I lay here for months on end letting loneliness strip me bare and swallow me whole, I drove myself insane as every day got harder and harder.

and now I’ve picked myself up and tied myself back together, and now you need me, and I don’t need you. and now it’s your turn.

—  don’t lose a diamond so you can chase glitter ~ blue-delusion
Bisexual In Relationships

You know, the whole being against dating a Bisexual person simply because they are Bi and might dump you for someone else, is really stupid.

If a guy is dating a Bi woman, and he decides that he’s worried about her leaving him for another woman, it makes no sense to hate or break up with her for that reason alone. She could break up with him to go and date another guy, so why is it a big deal if she goes on to date another woman instead?

Do people not get that their Bi partner fears the same? That maybe they sit there worrying over whether or not their bf or gf is going to leave them for another person?

Do people not realize that Bisexual people end up worrying about these things too? Do you not realize that Bisexual people’s sexual preferences will not affect your relationship, so long as you don’t make a big deal of it?

Because I know a lot of Bisexuals and they are never the ones to bring up the whole ‘what if you’re cheating on me because you only like ** gender and must be checking them out all the time?’.

Who is to say that your ** gender loving ass isn’t just as capable of dumping your Bi lover, for someone of either your own or the opposite gender? Don’t act all special here, you can do it too, it’s not specifically a Bisexual issue.

It’s a moron issue.

Why is this such a big deal?

A Star Wars Rec List

So it is just coming up on a year since I really got back into Star Wars (thanks to TFA), and with a whole new wave of fans coming in from Rogue One-  I thought I would make a Rec list of things I have read/watched this year that might give you guys a starting ground for really diving into Star Wars!

I really liked Rogue one! What should I do next?

You have a couple options! If you haven’t seen A New Hope, you might start there. It picks right up where Rogue One ends. 

You should also read Catalyst, it is the prequel novel to Rogue One. You learn a lot about Galen, Lyra and Krennic. 

Another novel you should consider is Tarkin, also set before the events of Rogue One. As the title suggests, this book is about Grand Moff Tarkin, how he got his title, his relationship with Vader and Emperor, as well as his part in the construction of the Death Star.      

And finally, Star Wars Rebels. This is the animated televisions, also set before the events of Rogue One. In recently confirmed news, Saw Gerrera will be appearing on the show in the second half of season 3, creating a direct tie in with Rogue One. 

And speaking of Saw, if you want a further look into his back story, Star Wars the Clone Wars has your answers. Season 5, episodes 2-5 contain his arch if you’re interested in seeing how he got started.  

I really liked The Force Awakens! What should I do!

There are a couple of answers for this! If you haven’t watched A New Hope, The Empire Strikes Back, and Return of The Jedi, I would suggest starting there. The original trilogy will get you acquainted with Luke, Han, Chewie and Leia.

I would strongly recommend you read Bloodline. Confused about The First Order? What exactly starkiller base blew up? Who the Resistance are? Bloodline takes you through the beginning of the New Republic and Leia’s eventual break from it to start the Resistance. 

You might also consider Lost Stars, this book spans all the way through the original trilogy and ends with the battle above Jakku and that crashed star destroyer we see in TFA.

Now I haven’t read either of the following, but tie in material for TFA also include- The Aftermath Trilogy and The Poe Dameron comics. Also, I believe the video game Star Wars Battlefront: Battle for Jakku ties in a little.   

I really like the Prequels! What should I do?

If you liked the prequels- but were left feeling very confused about some of what happened here are some recs to clear that up.

Star Wars the Clone Wars, the 3D animated television show/movie are a great place to start. Set between The Attack of the Clones and Revenge of the Sith, The Clone Wars details the prolonged conflict between the Republic and the Separatist Alliance. We get more on cool characters like General Grievous and Count Dooku, get a more in depth look at why The Confederacy of Independent Systems was started. We also get to see Anakin and Padme married and in love, as well as a much longer and slower progression of Anakin’s fall to darkness.  

For a more complex look at the events leading up to The Phantom Menace, I would strongly suggest reading Darth Plagueis, this book is currently Legends Status (not canon) But! Very little of it conflicts with established canon, and I think we can assume that most of the information in this book is still correct. Set directly before and overlapping slightly with TPM we learn about Darth Sidious and his master Darth Plagueis, and there very long game for taking over the galaxy. 

Set between TMP and AotC, the Obi-Wan and Anakin comic is also very good. Short and details some of Anakin’s training as a padawan. 

I really like Star Wars Villains! What should I do?        

Star Wars has some amazing villains, let’s start with the obvious guy, Darth Vader. The Darth Vader Comics have been great so far. I think these are set between A new Hope and The Empire Strikes Back. Also consider Lords of the Sith, Vader and Sidious crash and get stuck planetside. 

For Darth Maul, he has several great arcs in both The Clone Wars and Rebels that I strongly recommend you watch. Set between those two is the comics series Son of Dathomir. And no longer canon, but still a fun read, Maul Lockdown (Maul goes undercover in a high security prison/fight ring!)

The Dark Disciple is a tie in novel to The Clone Wars and details some of Asajj Ventress’s life as well as Quinlan Vos’s fall to darkness.

The Darth Bane Trilogy is another great read. No longer canon, but set a thousand years before the events of TPM there is nothing to say these events didn’t happen. Some really great info on the Force, the early sith and the rule of two.  

You might also consider playing The Force Unleashed, a somewhat glitchy game where you play as Darth Vader’s secret apprentice Starkiller. 

And as previously mentioned on this list Tarkin and Darth Plagueis are great villainous books.       

I just really want some Order 66 Angst

I have three solid recommendations for that my friend!

Ahsoka is a great tie in for TCW and SWR fans, it takes you right through night of 66 and into Ahsoka’s life afterwards.

A must for Rebels fans is Kanan The Last Padawan comic, a wonderful angst filled story of Kanan and his survival of 66. 

Want to know more about Kanan’s sad life after 66? Read A New Dawn, where alcoholic Kanan spends his days hauling explosives.   

How great of bros must all those skaters be though? They are at the GPF banquet and Yuuri gets drunk af and starts pole dancing. He’s so drunk he forgets it all the next day and does not find out about it for a year.

There were probably over 100 people there, with phones, taking pictures, and yet none of those pictures ended up on Instagram.

These do not look like the faces of people who are just going to quietly sit on these photos. They all look completely ready to upload them because this whole thing is hilarious and amazing. But they don’t.

I can just imagine Chris and Victor going around to every person and being all “You gonna post it? Even gonna think about posting it? Give me your phone, we’re deleting them. This is private.” Maybe Yurio even helped by glaring at people while they deleted the pictures.

Imagine how freaked Yuuri would have been to wake up to those photos the next day. It could have wrecked him. But NONE got out. There’s no way that many people would have respected his privacy without some persuading.

Bonus: Question, who got Yuuri back to his room? Did they call Celistino? Did Victor and Chris take him there? Imagine Victor carrying him back and putting him to bed. Ahhhhh!

“ I dont get why people are making assumptions about Chloe ruining the show by getting the bee miraculous. The antagonist-becomes-ally thing has been seen before and done well in other magical girl shows. If you go in watching with a negative attitude, you’ll just end up nitpicking the whole thing because you’ve already made up your mind. Be cautious or skeptical, but dont assume. Judging something before it even happens is something Chloe would do, so if you hate her that much, dont act like her.” 

Not A One Night Thing

Reader Request: could you maybe do a dean x reader where the reader and him get into a big fight, and the reader ends up swinging her fists at him and she hits him in the ribs hard and he gets super angry and storms off, but they make up later with lots of fluff? uwu I love your writing!! (Requested by Anonymous)

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 2,689

Warnings: Language, Fluff

Author’s Note: Hey! This whole one shot gave me an inkling to begin a series! So thank you Anon for requesting this. It might be a bit short but I hope you guys like it *nervous laugh* Let me know what you think!!


“Don’t you walk away from me, Y/N.”

“Go screw yourself, Dean,” I grit as I storm across the Bunker’s garage towards the door.

“Y/N,” Sam tries to calm me down as he walks behind me, but I’m not having any of it.

I push open the door leading into the hallway and stalk my way down the hallway, desperate to put as much space between Dean and I as possible.


“Go to hell, Dean!”

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You ever have something happen, and it’s so good that it doesn’t feel real? And you get this all-consuming anxiety that you’re gonna fuck it up, or it’s not going to be as good as you think, you’re going to let yourself down, so you compensate by just pushing that good thing away until it’s not a possibility anymore?

All I could see were the ways that this could hurt me, the way every step closer was just making it worse, because it had to end. There was no way something this good, someone like him, could actually want me.

The whole time, there was this niggling voice in my head that I wasn’t worth loving and never could be, and the only thing to do was fuck it up before it fucked me up.

I don’t think anyone’s ever going to fall in love with me because I’m never going to be convinced that I deserve it.

—  Self-Sabotage