the awesome kind

Characters I’d love to see in Disney Descendants

Dory’s daughter - okay so I know Dory is a fish but lets pretend Dory is human for a second. Can you imagine her daughter having short term memory loss like her mum and interacting with the villain kids, I imagine her becoming friends with Gill because he’s the only one who kind of gets her. I can also see her being good friends with Harry and I think she and Harry would have a similar relationship to Dory and Hank.

Giselle’s son or daughter - randomly singing to call animals to help with the cleaning and it is just any random animals nearby like everyone is amazed by how neat and tidy their room is and is really confused when they see random woodland creatures coming in and out of their room. 

Kronk’s son - just being a loveable guy who cooks amazing food and gives awesome hugs. Everyone is kind of wary of him because he’s big and muscular like his dad but he’s just a big teddy bear. 

Hades son or daughter - having a really short temper and being just as sassy as her dad. I could totally see them being in a relationship with Harry Hook, kind of like Jade and Beck’s relationship in Victorious, I love the idea that they don’t always get along with Uma and Harry sometimes puts them on a time out like he did with Gill in descendants two.

The Queen of Hearts son or daughter - just being completely crazy but also completely adorable. Like all the villain kids are incredibly protective of them because they’re just like a big kid and you have to look out for them before they do something stupid but they also have a wicked temper. 

Rumplestiltskin’s son or daughter - let’s have a rumplestiltskin like Once Upon a Time and his descendant is just as badass, they know all about how to make deals and finding loopholes in things so they are always breaking the rules without breaking them. 

And finally Moana’s daughter - People call her Princess and she reminds them she’s the daughter of a chief not a princess. Having a descendant of Hei-Hei who is just as dumb. The ocean is their friend too! Mauii drops by to check in every now and again and tell the whole school stories of his awesome adventures and showing off his skills of shapeshifting (Shark head). 

I think I need to write some fanfiction :) Let me know your favourites. 

aisforari-awesome  asked:

I know a lot of people have already said this and for good reason but your to promise jumin thing oh my GOD IT HAS ME SO WEAK LIKE I'M ACTUALLY CRYING YOU ARE SO GOOD AND AMAZING AND I LOVE YOU AND YOU WRITE SO WELL AND I'M HIGHKEY DYING INSIDE I'm just so happy you're into this game because you put out such quality ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️


Oh honey- thank you. Thank you so so much! 
I love you and your kindness, I haven’t been able to take the smile off my face since reading this darling. I’m so happy that I fell into this fandom and met such amazing people and had the chance to tap into whatever creativity i had and able to share it with you all. Thank you honey, i can’t say thank you enough! 

Originally posted by psychosomatic-heartbreak

^^have some RFA hugs in lieu of mine…. ahhhh what the heck, take mine tooooo!!!!

supermomma2000  asked:

Thank you for existing, for being awesome and kind. Hope you have an incredible day. Send this to 10 people who you think deserve a sweet and kind message in their inbox.

Existing… check. Awesome AND kind… maybe not the kind part. Thanks! 10 people? Sweet messages? That sounds like work.

So here’s a general message to all ten of my followers instead: You have great taste in poetry. I imagine that you have a very high IQ and are very comely. I hope you survive the upcoming apocalypse.

What’s up with people always sending thoughts and prayers? If you really want to help someone out, send money. Ooh… new shirt idea: “instead of thoughts and prayers, send money.” I’ll only accept cash in an amount less than or equal to $13,999 because I’m thoughtful and I don’t want the government to screw you with taxes. I promise not to spend all of it on strippers.

Sending good vibes to all my peeps in the tumblrhood!


desertnurse  asked:

Thank you for existing, for being awesome, and kind 😃. Hope you have an incredible day. Send this to 10 people who you think deserve a sweet and kind message in their inbox.

You’re a sweetheart. Thank you for this message. Definitely needed it today ♥️

Motivational Mango

Hello, I am Mango, birb of the internet, and I have heard that you have a sad. 

Did you know that I am professional sad fighter? It’s true! Mango will show you the way. When you has a sad, you may feel like doing this: 

As you can see, Mango has been there too. But I can offer you some solutions. 

Sometimes it can help to talk to a friend. It can be hard to reach out, but sometimes expressing how you feel and commiserating makes you feel less alone. Hiding in hair is optional. 

You can talk to friends online if that makes you more comfortable. Computer is also good for viewing birbs. Good for combating a sad.  

If you’re having a rough time, it’s ok to take a break and enjoy a favorite activity. Don’t feel guilty! We can’t be 100% work 100% of the time. You’re allowed to have fun! 

You could get some rest, take a walk, or fix yourself a favorite snack! Sometimes you need to treat yo self. You deserve it because you’re awesome. So remember to be good to you. 

You just take that sad and you give it this look to let it know you mean business: 

You examine this sad and tell it that it has no power here. Give it a real good look with your birb eye and remember that you are worth more than any momentary despair this sad could bring. Here, Mango show you how: 

If all else fails, Mango will get real puffy at the sad for you to ward it off. Sad has no room when Mango is poof. 

But of course the best cure for a sad is looking at pictures of birbs. 

Hang in there, birb! You’re gonna make it. 

Daily reminder: You are so special and I am so happy that you are alive!!!

she was a queen
with neither crown nor kingdom,
the most powerful piece on the board
with no moves left to make,
so she overturned the table.
—  l.s.CHRYSALIS © 2016

@lumenlight prompted me, “Sterek AU where Stiles tries to seduce Derek but Derek has the habit of only dating older people (Jennifer, Kate …). So he says no to Stiles and Stiles is really disappointed but by chance he keeps seeing Derek and with time Derek realizes that he may have made a mistake?”

Hope you like it!! 

~4000 words, rated M. (I don’t usually write smut, but I felt like this was that kind of prompt.)

on ao3

Stiles usually doesn’t venture as far out of town as the Preserve—there’s not much out here but trees—but today that’s kind of the point. If he’s going to start up a jogging regimen to prep for lacrosse in the fall, he’s sure as hell not going to do it in his own neighborhood, where all his neighbors can (and will) watch him flailing around looking stupid.

He doesn’t actually end up jogging at all, though, because before he finds the trail he’d marked on his map, his Jeep abruptly sputters and dies on him right in the middle of the road. That’s also about when it starts raining.

“Oh, come on,” Stiles groans, hitting his head on the steering wheel a few times.

He pulls out his phone to call someone—his dad, a tow truck, Scott—and there’s no signal. Right. Because he wanted isolated, and he got it.

There’s no sound at all except the drumming of the rain on the roof of the Jeep, coming down harder and harder, taunting him for being such a fucking idiot.

He thinks about waiting it out, but who knows how long that could take, and if he doesn’t make it back home in time for dinner or at least get somewhere where he can make a phone call, then his dad is probably going to think he got eaten by a mountain lion or something.

“Fuck it,” he mutters. He pockets his phone and keys, grits his teeth, and jumps out into the downpour.


He has to walk for about twenty minutes before he finds any sign of civilization. It’s a house, or at least part of one. It’s tucked away down a long dirt driveway on the edge of the Preserve and looks sketchy as hell. It’s been burned, badly, and even though it looks like maybe someone’s been fixing it up, it’s still not exactly what Stiles would call habitable. Part of the charred roof is caved in, and most of the windows on the second floor are shattered, their jagged glass gleaming ominously in the dim light and the rain.

Stiles would assume it’s abandoned, except that there’s a shiny black Camaro parked out front. That at least looks well cared for.

It’s that detail, plus the rather compelling fact that this is probably the only house for at least a mile and Stiles can feel his feet starting to rub raw in his wet tennis shoes, that finally gives him the courage he needs to squelch his way through the mud and onto the porch to knock on the door.

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Extremely Stereotyped Horoscope Post


Taurus: FOOOOOOOD…….zzzzzzzz

Gemini: Yah, and then I was like noo way gurl and WAIT SOMEONE TEXTED ME SHUT UP I’M TRYNA TALK

Cancer: *sniff* that was sO MEAN and OMG CUTE


Virgo: Wait, hang on while I google this, and no don’t touch my stationery and EW ARE THOSE GERMS

Libra: I’m better than y’all. End of story. *Twirls on their heel and back into their perfectly balanced lives*

Scorpio: SHUT UP I can’t plan a murder with all this talking

Sagittarius: Yeah gimme one of those and wait no I want that one WAIT WAIT WAIT I just realised I have to go

Capricorn: SO MANY THINGS TO DO AND SO LITTLE TIME but hey gotta get these papers organised 

Aquarius: OOWEEOOHWOO spaceships and technology and LALALALALALA HAHA weird what are you talking about me did you just call me weird

Pisces: *doodles on worksheet* wait do you need help with your stuff I could help…you know….if you want me too…

“So,” began Robbie after a moment.

“So,” Sportacus agreed. Robbie elbowed him.

“So this is your plan? Literally chill in an igloo and drink hot chocolate?”

“Well I was trying to think of a place we would both be comfortable relaxing. Just the two of us.”

For @indigowallbreaker

A scene from their awesome fanfiction: Saying it First
Go read it!

How Do I Love Thee?

One morning Cas found it taped to the bathroom mirror:

I love thee with the passion put to use

In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.

I love thee with a love I seemed to lose

With my lost saints,–I love thee with the breath,

Smiles, tears, of all my life!–and, if God choose,

I shall but love thee better after death.

Later, at breakfast, he waved the paper at Dean. “Elizabeth Barrett Browning?” he asked.

“What?” protested Dean, ears pink. “I read. Not as much as you since you moved in here, but I read.”

“I like the poem,” Cas said. “And aside from the fact that you had no ‘childhood faith’, it fits, I think.”

“That’s not quite true,” Dean said quietly. “I didn’t believe in Chuck when I was a child, that’s true enough. But Mom taught me to believe in angels.” He looked up at Cas, grinning. “And yes, it fits. After all the crap we’ve done for him, Chuck had better give us a place together in heaven after we die!”

“I have hope,” said Cas.


A few days later, Cas found a sky blue scrap of paper on the passenger seat of the Impala:

He walks in beauty, like the night

Of cloudless climes and starry skies;

And all that’s best of dark and bright

Meet in his aspect and his eyes.

He smiled at Dean. “A bit liberal with the pronouns, but I like it.Tennyson.”

“I liked the part about the starry skies and the eyes. It made me think of you. And “all that’s best of dark and bright”? I couldn’t describe your wings better. So what if I changed it a bit…” Dean mumbled.

Cas leaned over to brush his lips against Dean’s cheek. “It’s perfect.”


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