trophy walls

2

So the other day I said my wall needed an update, and here it is, though all the horizontal stuff had to go onto the closet

Most of this is stuff people drew for me or because of me, and you guys, I see it all and I save it all for just this purpose

A thank you for all of this goes out to: @ritzy-biscuit, @mcgeeky25, @neuroticnygma, @eliuee, @gloved-assailant, @jonathan-cranes-mistress-of-fear, @pantherflint, @roll-n-riddle, @fetacheeseandsoup, @waiting4codot, @thatpersonrightbehindyou, @secfk

Anyone who isn’t on the wall who has made me something, I’m sorry but it wasn’t high enough resolution to print and sorry babe but I can’t print aesthetics

7

Modern style Hunters Wall by Urbanmasquarade

Tzachi Nevo is the designer, who founded Urbanmasquarade, an Israel based design company that creates modern, decorative wall decor masks from wood.

Their latest Series is called Hunters Wall and is a modern, animal protecting, humorist interpretation of wall trophies. They fit well in an office or a living room as well as a kids room.

Memories

Title: Memories

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 5,500

Warning: This is angsty, fluffy, soul touching and heart breaking all at once

A/N: Okay guys, this is my first ever soulmate piece and I worked really REALLY hard on this. It took a very long time to outline and smooth out so that it all flows right. PLEASE send feedback!! Major shout out to @mysteriouslyme81 for giving me the inspiration for this many months ago and helping me find the perfect song for the final part. 



The Beginning

Every single one of us would go to extremes for the one we love.

When the Alzheimer’s treatments stopped working and you couldn’t remember the simplest of things, Dean got desperate.

Shuffling his way into the familiar witch’s work room Dean grabbed a pen and paper and listened carefully.

“Only give her this on the worst of days”

“Remind her of a happy time, you will both be transported to that time, and upon return the memory will remain”

“This magic must be used carefully, only the strongest of loves will power it”

“I will give you enough for 7 memories to be restored to start”

“Remember though, giving her everything may cost you everything”

Dean Winchester never let warnings stop him. Eighty-five years old and watching the only true love of his life slip away he sure as hell wasn’t going to start listening to them now.

Keep reading

Snapshots from a (much) later future
  • An apartment for two. Crystalline figures, lined up an equal distance apart from each other, kept in a glass case in the study room, away from the cats.
  • An exy racquet signed ‘Knox’, in the back of a closet filled with various workout clothes. An XXL sized t-shirt hangs from one of the plastic hangers, jutting out incongruously from the smaller sized clothing. On it are the faded words ‘World’s Best Dad’, ‘Coach’ written underneath it in parentheses. It still smells like smoke.
  • A trophy case in an empty locker room, freshly cleaned after a match. It’s filled to the brim with medals and trophies. On the same wall, an overcrowded collection of photos. Everyone in them is smiling if you squint your eyes and tilt your head.
  • An urn filled with ash, built to be the centerpiece of a fountain in front of the house. If you look closely, you might see engraved on it, 'In loving memory of Bryan Seth Gordon’. 
  •  Various bottles of half used brightly colored hair dye sitting in a box to be shipped out. The owner doesn’t need them anymore. The little girl she’s been writing to needs them more.
  • A stuffed fox plushie tucked into the bed of at least 3 different children, all of whom’s parents will never forget the nostalgia of their college days.
  • A set of black arm bands beneath a pillow. The color has faded to gray, but the 'To Robin’ written in Sharpie on the inner label hasn’t. 
  •  A set of black arm bands tucked away in the back of a drawer. They haven’t seen light in a while. Neither have the knives hidden inside them.
Send ✘ for my muse to say to yours...

Brutal edition.

  1. “I wonder what you look like on the inside.”
  2. “You won’t be leaving this place alive.”
  3. “Keep screaming; no one will hear you.”
  4. “Try to run, I dare you!”
  5. “You’re going to make a beautiful trophy for my wall.”
  6. “I hope your blood tastes as lovely as I imagine.”
  7. “Poor, poor lost soul.”
  8. “I’ll make it quick, don’t worry.”
  9. “You’re going to be here a while.”
  10. “I’ll never get enough of the sound of screams.”
  11. “Look at my tools. This one is my favorite.”
  12. “I apologize for any discomfort you might feel.”
  13. “This is going to be more enjoyable for me than it is for you.”
  14. “Get back here! Don’t run from me!”
  15. “That’s right, run away! You’ll get nowhere!”
  16. “No matter where you go, I will always find you.”
  17. “Just trust me. I would never hurt you.”
  18. “How dare you talk back to me?!”
  19. “Comfortable? No? Too bad.”
  20. “The first cut/bite is always my favorite.”
  21. “You’re such a lovely specimen.”
  22. “This will only hurt for a moment.”
  23. “Shh, don’t cry.”
  24. “You were so brave before now. What happened?”
  25. “You should know better than to wander alone.”

artandshitposts  asked:

THAT ONE (IM ON MOBILE SND DONT KNOW HOW TO DESCRIBE IT IM SORRY) THAT YOU TOLD ME

BLESS

Everyone was born with a word-or just random letters- on their arm. For James Madison the word was Serendipity. But he came from a family of unmatched.  People who didn’t have soulmates who found their own love. So when he discovered his tattoo he tried to hide it from his family, but they found out. They wanted him to embrace the fact that he was destined to be with someone but he refused to. So at school he would always wear hoodies, change in the bathroom for gym, pretty much never show any skin. 


Then there was Thomas Jefferson. Everyone knew his word, Serendipity, and everyone figured that the person who had it had to go to a different school, because who in their right mind would hide from Thomas Jefferson? James had known that Thomas and him were soulmates for years now but he never spoke up about it. He knew all the torment Thomas and his friends put him through would end but it wasn’t worth it. 

Keep reading

anonymous asked:

Playlist: I'm fucked up rn on acid

High - Zella Day

In Cold Blood - alt-J

Trophy - Charli XCX

Walls Could Talk - Halsey

Trainwreck - Banks

Secrets - The Weeknd

I Want To Love - Years & Years

Hold The Line - Broods

Oversized Hockey Shirt (Part 2)

Pairing: Y/N/Bestfriend!Roommate!Hockey!Luke

Rating: All

Request: No

Previous Part: Oversized Hockey Shirt (Part 1)

Summary: Luke is a sucker for hockey and maybe his best friend and dorm roommate Y/N

Keep reading

Time Lady

PAIRING: Eleventh Doctor x Reader

WORD COUNT: 765

WARNINGS: Fluff, a kiss.

A/N: I almost confused myself writing this. I don’t know why though. Forget about RIVER SONG in this because the Reader is the Doctor’s bond. I hope it’s good!

*Eleventh Doctor*
~

You are awake by an abnormal noise. You sit up, unsure of what to do. The only thing you know is that you can kick ass, so you’re not worried about being hurt by an intruder. You took martial arts all your life. You’re pretty much a ninja.

You hop out of the bed quietly. You quickly slip a pair of shoes on, without socks. You grab your staff that’s sitting on your trophy wall. Again, you were in martial arts for twenty years. Your first lesson was when you were six, and now your twenty eight.

You creep down the stairs, almost missing a step. You debate whether to turn the light on. You creep down the hallway and you finally hear a sound. It sounds like a door is opening. You raise an eyebrow and hide behind a wall. You hear footsteps right behind the wall, and your breathing hitches.

You jump out and you see a person. You take your staff and flip it around before you knock the person off of… His feet.

Before he can get up you jump next to him and quickly place the staff on his chest, restricting his movement.

“Who are- What is that?” You ask pointing to the blue box.

“That is the TARDIS.” The male says.

“What the hell is a TARDIS? Who are you?!” You yell, not loosing your grip on the staff.


“I’m the Doctor.” He smirks. “Can you take that off of me?” He asks gesturing to the staff. You slowly take the staff off of his chest.

“What are you doing in my house?”


“I’m looking for Y/N.” He says taking a step forward.

“Why? S-she’s not here right now.” You say lying. Then his hand reaches to the wall and flicks the light on.


“Y/N? Is that you?” He says walking towards you.


“How do you know me? How do you know my name?” You ask backing away.

“Because I’m your bond. I’m a time lord.” He says reaching out to grab you. You quickly grab the nearest thing; A rubix cube. Before he realizes what you are doing, you throw it at him. It hits his forehead and he falls back.

“I hate those things.” He manages to spit out before he goes unconscious.

***

When he was still unconscious you tied him to the bed post. His head flys up and his eyes open.

“Who tied me up? You tied me up. Why did you tie me up?”

“Who are you actually? I don’t know what a Time Lord is, or what a TARDIS is. It’s all just shit.”


“No it’s not.” He whines. Then you hear something. Something is calling your name.

“W-what is that? That thing calling my name?” You demand, but he doesn’t answer. “Answer me! I am very confused, scared and frustrated right now! Why are you even here?” You start to break down, crying. The Doctor looks down.


“That thing calling your name is a Fob watch. You’re a Time Lady.You need to open it.”


“Where is-” He cuts you off.


“My front pocket.” He says gesturing to his pants. You hesitate before you reach your hand in his front pocket.


“Oh. I’ve always loved it when you touched me there.” He smiles. You tilt your head in confusion. You quickly pull out the watch.


“Is this mine?” You ask.


“Yes.” He answers back.


“Then why don’t I have it?”


“Because you would have lost it. I am a mad man but I’m not stupid.” You look at the watch. Not thinking much off it. You just simply open it.

You scream in pain as your cells rewrite.

***

“Y/N?” The Doctor says looking up at you.

“Doctor.” You say back. You untie him from the bed post and he stares at you the whole time. He stands up, not taking his eyes off of you.

“I missed you.” He sighs.


“Oh, was my Doctor lonely?” You tease.

“Oh yes.” He says smirking. You step forward towards him, inches apart.

“You could’ve come-” He cuts you off with a kiss. He places his warm lips on your chapped ones. He gently grabs your face with his hands, as your hands trail up to his hair.

You smile into the kiss. “You really did miss me.”

“Oh yes I did.”

The World’s Best Chessboard

Minerva:

Well, hello

Looks like I finally caught your attention

Artemis:

You know

I’m only here as an intervention

You’re making my mistakes

On the brink of calamity 

Continue and you’ll fall!

Minerva:

Or I’ll win the prize with amity… 

The two circle each other, warily, with interest. 

Artemis:

You’re impressive, but naïve

Do you know what lurks beneath the waters you swim?

A war that you could not conceive

All because of a young girl’s childish whim 

Minerva:

Are you scared of some competition?

Someone with an equal (cough) higher IQ

Artemis:

You’re plan is dire as atomic fission

Nobody will survive, including you!

Minerva:

So you think you can stop me

Artemis (overlapping): 

So you think you can drop me

Both:

I’m in this ‘till I win or die!

Artemis:

You can’t begin to fight me

Minerva (overlapping):

I will get what is mine rightly

Both:

There’s no genius greater than I! 

You and I make for a magnificent game 

But I will win, all the same

Minerva:

And maybe it’s the just world’s best chessboard

But my king’s not going to fall

Both:

And I’m going to show you

Minerva:

Darling,

Both:

I’m the best of them all 

Artemis:

Wait, “Darling?”

Minerva:

So you want the fairy I’ve finally possessed

Well, aren’t you quite the hypocrite?

Some would say I’ve made you obsessed

Artemis:

Those sayings are quite counterfeit

Listen,  sweetheart, I’m not here for any prize

Although, perhaps, your bellitudo… 

You ideas are our demise

Minerva:

You cannot prove this is true, though… 

And, wait, are you hitting on me? (grins)

Minerva:

So you think you can stop me

Artemis (overlapping):

So you think you can drop me

Both:

I’m in this ‘till I win or die!

Artemis:

You can’t begin to fight me

Minerva (overlapping):

I will get what is mine rightly

Both:

There’s no genius greater than I!

You and I make for a magnificent game

But I will win, all the same

Artemis:

And maybe it’s the just world’s best chessboard

But your king will surely fall

Both:

And I’m going to show you

Artemis:

Beauty,

Both:

I’m the best of them all

Artemis:

So you want a trophy for your wall?

Minerva (overlapping):

Can you just see the dawn of a new world?

Artemis (overlapping):

Is it worth an eternity of brutal war?

Minerva (overlapping):

Bright and shining, and all because of me

Artemis (overlapping):

Are you ready for man- and fairy-kind to fall?

Minerva:

And you’ll finally see, I’m not some little girl

Artemis (overlapping):

All due to the reality you tore!

Minerva (overlapping):

Artemis himself will be forced to acknowledge me!

Artemis:

Don’t you see the chaos you will wreak?

Minerva:

Don’t you see the enlightenment I’ll bring?

Finally, humanity will glow, nearing its peak!

Artemis:

Humanity will still know nothing!

Minerva:

So you think you can stop me

Artemis (overlapping):

So you think you can drop me

Both:

I’m in this ‘till I win or die!

Artemis:

You can’t begin to fight me

Minerva (overlapping):

I will get what is mine rightly

Both:

There’s no genius greater than I!

You and I make for a magnificent game

But I will win, all the same

It’s the world’s best chessboard

And I’m taking home

Artemis:

Your

Minerva:

My

Both:

King!

And I’m going to show you, love

How freedom can ring!

I’ll stand at the top of the board 

And I’ll be crowned …

King!!

And Then There Was One

Syndisparklez Angst Fic

1,5+k words

Warnings: Death, Old Age

Takes place after the Mianite storyline

Their armor lay discarded, and their weapons hung on the walls like trophies. Their adventures across the realm and beyond were over, and only one adventure remained. What comes next?

Keep reading

Dylan O'Brien - Bloodstream

warnings ; none tbh 

 prompt ; in which you and dylan are best friends since birth, and the two of you can no longer fight the feelings that boil in your bloodstreams. 

 a/n ; this is really really shitty due to the fact that this is my first piece of writing after a 3 month hiatus so iM REALLY SORRY IF ITS CRAP

 ∆ Bloodstream - Stateless ∆ 


Keep reading