this is probably my worst edit ever


Simon Snow & Tyrannus Basilton “Baz” Grimm-Pitch, Carry On by Rainbow Rowell

“Simon Snow is the worst Chosen One who’s ever been chosen.
That’s what is roommate, Baz, says. And Baz might be evil and a vampire and a complete git, but he’s probably right.”

I’ve read all of Rainbow Rowell’s books, but as a certified Harry Potter geek, Fangirl and Carry On hold a special place in my heart. Add to that Kevin Wada’s incredible cover art for the paperback edition?


Anyway! Available for purchase HERE!

(Oh, and you should read the book. It’s wonderful. The paperback is SO BEAUTIFUL, and you can get it on Amazon.)


a little gif edit from the song from Monster’s of Verity by Victoria E. Schwab

monsters, monsters, big and small,

they’re gonna come and eat you all

corsai, corsai, tooth and claw,

shadow and bone will eat you raw

sunai, sunai, eye’s like coal

sing you a song and steal your soul

monsters, monsters, big and small,

they’re gonna come and eat you all!

a lot can change in 20 minutes] montgomery x reader

pairing: monty de la cruz x reader

summary: y/n and monty hate each other but after a twenty minute car ride together they decide maybe they shouldn’t. 

warnings: swearing 

a/n: okay there’s probably a lot of grammar and spelling mishaps in this because my computer decided to attack me at the WORST possible time and i had to type and edit a majority of this on my phone. sorry about it guys, worst first impression ever. i’m new (to posting at least!) so fingers crossed it’s not so bad. requests are open!!

also i know the gif is small but i’m working with limited options here okay


“You’re in my spot.” your glance up, raising your eyebrows before making a show of turning to look at the chair you’re sitting on.

Monty let’s out an impatient sigh. “What are you doing?”  

“I’m sorry, I’m just looking for your name.” you feign inspecting the seat. “Yeah, nope. Don’t see one. Maybe it’s on the back-”

“Okay, okay. Smart-ass.” he mutters, taking the empty seat next to you instead. Monty’s a jerk, and you don’t let him walk all over you, so: of course you annoy him.

“That’s for Sheri.” you inform him, flatly. 

“Don’t see her name on it.” he shrugs, clearly enjoying the flipped tables.  

“You don’t even want to sit there!” you complain. “You’re just doing it to annoy me.”

He mock pouts, tracing an imaginary tear down his cheek, which makes the guy in front of you laugh. 

You frown.”Gomery-”

The bell rings and you get cut off by attendance- which Monty finds way too much enjoyment in. You roll your eyes when he sticks his tongue out at you. 

“Monty’s glaring at you,” Jessica informs you lazily, slipping into the spot across from you. 

You crane your neck and he is, a furrow between his brows. You wave at him sarcastically until he roll his eyes and looks away.

 “Probably because Y/n was a mega bitch to him in math this morning.” Sheri informs her from beside you, reaching for a fry from your tray. 

“Was not!” you slap her hand away.”He was a mega bitch to me. I just reciprocated.”

“You two would be cute together.” Jess comments, swatting Sheri away from her fries too.

You scoff. “Exactly what part off this conversation made you think that?“

She shrugs.“I don’t know. Maybe not. I just think Montgomery’s underrated. He’s not so bad.”

“Right.” You nod sarcastically, which she laughs at.

“Fine, okay. Monty’s a no-go.”

“Thank you. Here,” you slide your fries to Sheri, who looks very pleased by this action. “I’ve gotta go get my notes from Zach before he leaves, so I’ll see you around?”

“Is Zach also a no-go?” Sheri questions, which makes Jess snicker and you roll your eyes.

Finding Zach was not actually as simple as he said it would be when you let him borrow your notes. You’d asked people who were all leading you in different directions until you gave up, texting Zach to just give them to you tomorrow during class. “Well, I’m screwed.” you complain when you get outside, taking in the pouring rain. Normally you catch a ride with Jess or Sheri, but since they left early for an away game you had to walk today. Lucky you. 

The only person you could see in the parking lot was probably the least likely person to help you. “Gomery!” you try anyway. He turns, eyebrows raising when he sees you jogging towards him. “Can you give me a ride?”

“What?” his brow crinkles. “Why would I do that?”

“Cause you’re nice?” he gives you a flat look. “And I’ll give you your spot back?” he looks no more convinced. 

“Please Gomery?” you pout, trying to guilt trip him. “Are you going to make me walk in the cold rain?”

“Monty.” he corrects. He looks at you for a second before sighing. “Whatever. My truck’s over here.”

You grin. “You’re the best, Gomery.”

 “Woah, your truck is fucked.” you observe when you get in, taking in the various wrappers and clothes tossed around. You look over at him, taking in his flat expression. You clear your throat. “I mean, nice truck. Really like what you’ve done with the place.”

He chuckles, shakes his head at you. “Shut up, y/l/n. Where do you live?”

“Maple Street.”

He frowns. “That’s like twenty minutes out of my way.” he complains. 

“And like a forty minute walk in the rain for me if you ditch me.” you add, which makes him roll his eyes. 

“Is that an offer?“

You laugh, about to respond when he turns a little too sharply, sending you clear into his lap. He sucks in a surprised breath. “Fucking fuck! You’re going to kill me.”

“Maybe if you don’t quit blocking my view.” he quips, and you flush at your placement, sliding back into your spot. You fasten your seat belt, tightening it as far as it will go. 

“I didn’t know you suck at driving.”

“I don’t.” he shoots you a look. “The roads are slippery- you know, you’re awfully picky for someone with a walk in the ‘cold rain’ in their foreseeable future.”

“Right.” you nod. You’re only quiet for a few minutes before you get bored. “Hey, Gomery?”

“Why do you always call me that?” He asks instead of answering. “It’s Monty.”

You shrug. “Cause everyone calls you Monty.”

“Yeah, because it’s my name.” He retorts, stopping at a red light.

“Well Monty’s too personal. Besides, I like Gomery.”

He looks at you for a beat longer than he should, before pulling forward when he realizes the light’s turned. He smiles. “I guess it’s not so bad.”

You almost have to do a double take. Monty smirks, he doesn’t smile. More importantly: his smile kind of makes you want to kiss him until your lips hurt. And you don’t want to kiss Monty. “Damn you like it?” You mock sigh. “Now I have to think of something else to call you.” 

“Ha-ha,” he’s back to rolling his eyes at you, but you can still tell he’s hiding a smile. You’re almost dispointed when he pulls onto your street. 

“That’s me,” you lift an arm to point. “To the right.”

He pulls up to the curb in front of your house. “Thanks,” you say, about to get out when you stop. “Hey, Monty?”

His eyebrows raise at your use of his preferred name. “Yeah?”

“You’re not as big of an asshole as I thought.” You grin at him, kissing his cheek before ducking out of his truck and running into your house to escape the rain.

Outside, Monty’s wearing another one of his uncharacteristic smiles, staring at your house for a second longer before shaking his head and pulling away.


i totally didn’t accidentally delete the ending and didn’t catch it so posted it like that what (it totally didn’t take me six hours to notice)

posted 7/27/2017



It’s kind of the worst possible scenario - not only did your band go on without you and become the biggest deal ever, but the coolest girl and the girl that you loved the most is everywhere, and everybody LOVES her; including any girl that you want to date is obsessed with her and probably has a few of her CD’s and wants to be her secretly.” - Brie Larson on her character Envy Adams and the band The Clash At Demonhead from Scott Pilgrim vs The World


After having done the very first gig on European mainland in the small hall of Paradiso the week ‘I Bet You Look Good Dancefloor’ hit #1 in England in late 2005, two more gigs in Amsterdam and a legendary festival set at Lowlands followed in 2006. Just a month in 2007, the second album got announced, with a small pre-album try-out European venue tour. Tickets were available a few weeks in advance, but only at the door of the venue, 2 tickets a person, fans only. Causing hundreds of fans to camp out overnight, and stirring up a true case of Monkeymania across Leidse Square.

This was the very first high quality footage of any new song, having 86,382 views in a year, shared by media from NME to Rolling Stone, before my original 2006-2008 concert video account got deleted. The crowd during the gig a month later was so nuts, pre-barrier gig times, crowd surfers and stage divers, that filming from the epicentre was impossible. Except for one particular more mellowed down song no one heard yet called ‘Fluorescent Adolescent’. Now, for the 10th anniversary of this gig this very day, the footage is back. Remastered. Stronger than ever. Enjoy. 10 March 2007 #neverforget.

You guys probably think I got this together and edited this ages ago and scheduled this for 10 March 2017, but I only found back the dusty MiniDisc I recorded the audio on last week after fearing for years it was wiped and not having the heart to come to terms with it, found it against all odds, digitalised my audio recording in sheer panic yesterday, found back the video footage 3 hours ago, and edited this video in a race against the clock in the past hour.

Prompt - “Can you please do a fic w Scotty and the reader being someone who works in engineering. Scotty low key knows the reader likes him a lil, but doesn’t do anything bc he’s older. Reader has no idea he likes her back, til one day it just happens (like tension is too much, I dunno). If you don’t feel like it could work, it’s all good, I just love your writing haha. Thanks!” - Anon

Word Count:  1,773

Author’s Note:  It gets a little cracky in the middle? I think it opens and closes well in any case. I hope you like it!

Edit: I literally just realized that all my italics went way in the copy/paste process, so I’ve fixed that. Sorry!

“You know she likes you, right?” Jim folded his arms over his chest and leaned back against the console.

Scotty just kept tapping at his work screen, ignoring you at the far end of the corridor working on your own problems.

“Aye,” he muttered.

“So? You gonna make a move?”

“Ach, I don’t, shit,” Scotty hissed as he jabbed his thumb into the display. “Has anyone ever told you you’re the worst damn distraction?”

“So? Are you?”

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darker than the ocean,

deeper than the sea,

you’ve got everything,

you’ve got what I need

ok so highkey this is probably the worst edit you’ve ever seen, and this is definitely not what you followed for, (furry challenge), but I’ve been spending a lot of time on @whiite-tea ‘s blog bc well elysia’s an editing queen. (also tumblr keeps unfollowing me from her tumblr wyd????)  I was just inspired and then I made this so ye here ya go. I hope you like it ig although you probably don’t bc I’m trash hahaha

also this is a sim from my other save and highkey shes my favorite sim ever

thought love was dead but now you're changing my mind - adashofhope - Spider-Man: Homecoming (2017) [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Spider-Man: Homecoming (2017), Marvel Cinematic Universe
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Michelle Jones/Peter Parker

michelle jones is done with all the soulmate bullshit around her. especially when she knows that it isn’t forever.

heyyyyyzzzzz!! so i wrote a thing….and it’s probably the worst thing you’ll ever read BUT i’ll let y’all be the judge of that, i’m very sorry for not doing mj’s character justice (i suck honestly). i watched one spideychelle edit on instagram with stereo hearts as the song and i listened to it on repeat as i wrote the last two scenes of this thing kjhkkjsdkfkdskf that is now officially a spideychelle song oops anyway lmk if you like it or if it sucks monkey butt (but tell me in a gentle way)