when i found this i screamed

anonymous asked:

WOOOOOW I LOVE UR OC MAX I AM SUCH A SLUT FOR ANGST AND HES LITERALLY THE ANGST PRINCE CAN YOU PLEASE TELL ME EVERYTHING ABOUT HIM IN DETAIL

bitch !!! me too !!!!!! 

HE’S the main character of my upcoming webcomic sO I WON’T TELL YOU ANY MORE THAN what i’ve already previously babbled about for reasons !!

But first off his name is Max and he was abandoned to die in a hot desert when he was a lil baby ! I’ll explore more of that in the comic :P

The man who found him is named “Jensen”, and he’s a semi-retired pirate/mercenary dude. Used to be the captain of his very own air ship, with a crew and everythin. He found Max screaming his lungs out in the hot sand and made  BIG MOVE to scoop him up and raise him.. he even gave him the name Max…… which was actually the name of his old dog lmao .. he isn’t very creative

Max isn’t just some human tho so he’s got some pretty freaky powers, a few of which include literal Dimension Warp/travel. Meaning he somehow has both an ethereal and physical earthly presence/form… and wh at other reason for him to have this shit unless he’s from another like plane !! 

Some other of Max’s powers are things like seduction intuition (because why the fuck not)… which is literally just a huge problem in general because his entire existence is already ILLEGAL like no one can know that Jensen has this kid witH POWERS because he’ll be executed… but on top of these powers he also just ?? attracts all sorts of people, like everyone LOVES Max everyone wants to talk to max, look at max, touch max blablablalbla and no one can really ? pinpoint why ,, they just DO…they are inevitably and impossibly attracted to him and everything about him….

Anyways he’s a sweetheart, i love him and i put him through so much shit but he’s just one of those characters… .u kno….. 

punkypower2  asked:

Scale of 1 to infinity the disappointment you felt when you saw Tommy's name in the credits!!????😳😠

I actually didn’t catch it!

But as soon as I found at

Infinite.

Fucking infinite.

I would scream but my throat hurts.

anonymous asked:

the idea that she found your tweet without her being tagged is scary. she sees all and people best remember that when they tweet her bullshit. the computer gives ppl a sense of anonymity to say whatever the hell they want but that is not really the case because there is always a person on the other end with feelings.

I mean I don’t think it’s scary. I thinks it’s pretty cool. I’m still freaking out over it. I screamed. But we’ve always known Gillian has people on the Interwebs so yeah let’s just all be respectful to her because she really is such a great role model for everyone. And I’m done because I’m still freaking out.

YOI ep 10 has still got me awed at how amazing this anime has progressed. But one thing that got me really intrigued, is where it was set: Barcelona.

Now, I remember reading a post somewhere (I’ll edit this once I find it) that Kubo-sensei and a friend traveled to Barcelona to look at monuments and places for the anime etc etc

Of course, I checked her IG and I found these gems:

HMMMMMM

THIS

LOOKS

FAMILIAR

aph norway is a dork

but i love him. and here’s why;

  • says “beep beep beep” out loud when dialing the phone
  • calls people to tell them something he found interesting, then just hangs up instead of explaining anything
  • fights with iceland over mackerel
  • his hair clip is actually a cell phone
  • he doesn’t like to have his picture taken 
  • he seems to be excited for christmas
  • probably rly good at chess considering his record against denmark
  • brings Yoggi (yogurt juice from Sweden) for ice when there’s alcohol so ice has something to drink, too
  • v quiet 
  • calls people (denmark) annoying quite often
  • likes to celebrate the halfway point between he and ice’s birthdays
  • says he won’t offer any of his cake to den after den criticizes his diet
  • likes to bake
  • not good with strangers
  • estonia’s eagerness to join the nordics scares him
  • bonds with england over magical creatures
  • likes stuffed pink bunnies
  • carried a drunk denmark home when he fell out of his chair at a restaurant
  • overprotective big brother toward ice
  • “i’m out of butter, i wonder how i will survive christmas”
  • talks to his magic friends, even tho to everyone else it looks like he’s talking to himself or thin air
  • sort of aloof
  • “you’re gettin’ excited about ice and snow? what are you, a dog?”
  • too preoccupied with the dirt under his nails to watch den and sve’s fight
  • puts others needs before his own

anyways, he’s a nerd and i love him a whole lot. thanks for reading

When is  A Monster Not A Monster?

Remember this bit in The Lying Detective:

Well, its been nagging at me for awhile now and I couldn’t figure out why. Then I saw a post from a different fandom (which I can not find the source for anymore) which was a piece of fanart attached to this quote, “When is a monster not a monster? When you love it.”

I instantly remembered why this felt important to me.

Let me direct you to this bit of poetry- which comes from a book titled, “Literary Sexts” by Caitlyn Seihl (published in 2014). The entire thing SCREAMS JohnLock and even though it isn’t directly related and shouldn’t be taken as a source of material, I found it to be an extremely poignant coincidence. 


Start by pulling him out of the fire and
hoping that he will forget the smell.
He was supposed to be an angel but they took him
from that light and turned him into something hungry,

You’re instinct is to think they are talking about Sherlock literally pulling John from the fire, but “him” is Sherlock in this poem. So, its actually talking about the pool scene in TGG. John risks his life to save Sherlock’s, putting himself in the line of fire. “Forget the smell” is a metaphor for John hoping Sherlock forgets that John, “Rather showed his hand” Sherlock is on the side of the angels, But people strip away his humanity and turn him into a machine, something hungry for a case, a mystery

Something that forgets what his hands are for 
when they aren’t shaking. 
He will lose so much, and you will watch it all happen
because you had him first, and you would let the world
break its own neck if it means keeping him.

Sherlock doesn’t know what is body is for when it isn’t high or on a case. John was willing to ignore all the signs, he was willing to chin the chief, willing to believe Sherlock over the entire world if it meant keeping him Sherlock lost it all in TRF, and John watched it happen from down below

Start by wiping the blood off of his chin and
pretending to understand.
Repeat to yourself 
“I won’t leave you, I won’t leave you”
until you fall asleep and dream of the place where nothing is red.

John tries to understand Sherlock, tries to be what he needs. He won’t leave him. He believes in him.  But then Sherlock is gone, and everything is blue

When is a monster not a monster?
Oh, when you love it. 
Oh, when you used to sing it to sleep.

Sherlock is not a monster, because he is John’s monster, because John loves him. 

Here are your upturned hands.
Give them to him and watch how he prays
like he is learning his first words.
Start by pulling him out of another fire,
and putting him back together with the pieces
you find on the floor.

This to me speaks of their moment on the roof, where Sherlock has his hands outstretched, learning to let himself love, learning to show it and John needs to save him again, but he can’t. Sherlock is already broken. He falls.

There is so much to forgive, but you do not
know how to forget.
When is a monster not a monster?
Oh, when you are the reason it has become so mangled.

John has to forgive Sherlock for what he’s done, for faking his death, but he doesn’t know how. He realizes though, that the reason Sherlock did it- was for him. Everything was for him. Because Sherlock loved him.

Here is your humble offering,
obliterated and broken in the mouth
of this abandoned church.
He has come back to stop the world
from turning itself inside out, and you love him, you do,
so you won’t let him.
Tell him that you will never know any better.
Pretend to understand why that isn’t good enough.

Sherlock returns and John’s world stops and restarts again. He loves him more than anything, but he can’t let Sherlock have that piece of him again. John tells Sherlock he is the best and wisest man he has ever known but then John convinces himself that even though he knows there is no one who will ever compare to Sherlock, that fact isn’t enough to let himself have him.


So yeah, that made me cry tonight. Thought I’d share!

“Where were you when you found out you’d booked the show?”

Chris Lee: “I was in Walmart buying some cocoa butter, and I got the phone call and dropped my phone and the butter. I went up to this older lady and shook her and was like, ‘Oh my gosh, I’m in Hamilton.’ She screamed.”

Jose Ramos: “My wife’s reaction [was better]. I called her and said: ‘Hey. We’re going to move to Chicago. I got the job.’ She said: ‘Let me call you right back.’ She called her job and said: ‘Hey, y’all, I quit.’”

Lexi Lawson: “I screamed so loud. It definitely sounded like someone was being murdered.”

5 Things You Need to Know From BroadwayCon’s Hamilton Panel

I’ve always wanted to know what Darth Vader was thinking when he found out about Leia during RoTJ because he doesn’t even really react to this information? Was he mentally doing cartwheels? Was he internally screaming? Did he somehow already know? Had he just accepted that his life was just so ridiculous that “yeah of course there’s another one. Obviously. I don’t know why I expected my laser sword duel to the death with my long lost magic son to go any differently” Was he already thinking about the comically menacing gang of bounty hunters he would have to assemble to go find her? Was he wondering what her favorite color was and if she wanted a planet for herself or if he should just start her out with a moon or two? I have so many questions. 

You Give Me Fever

Newt Scamander x reader
Warnings: fevers, slight angst
#22 “You’re warm.”
#44 “It’s starting to kind of hurt my heart that you don’t say I love you back.” (I changed it a bit)
Requested by @awesomenessfeet

***
It started when Newt collapsed.

“Newt!” you screamed, rushing over to him. He rolled over on the ground.

“‘M fine,” he slurred, attempting to rise, only to stumble into you. His beautiful eyes found your face. “Y/N, you’re so pretty.” You blushed, but still noticed the sheen of sweat covering his neck and face.

“And I think you have a fever,” you said, pulling him up, while simultaneously laying a hand to his forehead. “I thought so. You’re really hot.”

“You’re warm,” Newt said, nuzzling his head into the crook of your neck. “I like that you’re warm. Makes me feel warm.”

“Newt, of course you feel warm; you’re burning up,” you sighed, realizing that you had two options. One, Apparate with him to his bedroom and risk potential splinching, or two, lug him up the ladder and out of the suitcase all on your own. In a split second of potentially poor judgement, you screwed up your face and felt the suffocation of Apparation, Newt clutching at your waist. You tried to lay him down, but he kind of just flopped down onto the bed, giving you a dopey grin.

“You’re amazing, Y/N,” he said dreamily.

“That’s very nice, but you need to get your pajamas on, and I’m not doing that for you,” you said, turning your back on him, allowing for him to change.

“You’re so kind. And beautiful. Gosh, I love you, Y/N.” You became a statue. He couldn’t have meant it, right? “I’m in my pajamas, Y/N! Should I get under the covers?” You turned back to a thankfully-clothed Newt (well, you were mostly thankful).

“Yes? Yes! I will get a cold cloth for your forehead,” you declared, slightly flustered. You whipped out your wand and quickly conjured up a washcloth, soaked it, then laid it on Newt’s forehead.

“Thank you, Y/N.”

“You’re welcome. Now, try to get some sleep,” you said, looking at the delusional man that you were so helplessly in love with.

“You know, it kind of hurt my heart when you didn’t say I love you back,” you heard him say, and your heart shattered. You wanted to say it back with your entire being, but you were sure that it was the fever talking, so you left without a word.

***

A couple hours later, you heard him start to wake up. Inhaling deeply, you entered the room,  hoping that he was once again in his right mind.

“Newt?” you asked tentatively, perching on his bed. You laid your hand on his cheek to check his temperature,  and relaxed when it was normal.  You started to move your hand when Newt grabbed it.

“Y/N?” he asked, sitting up slowly, still holding your hand. You forced the blush down and gave him a curious look. “Why didn’t you say it back?”

You were afraid of this.

“Because I… I knew it was the fever talking. I couldn’t give myself that false hope,” you said, avoiding eye contact.

“Why would- I don’t- Y/N, I love you.” You were so taken aback by this that you fell off of the bed.

“And you decide to tell me when you’re half mad?” you nearly shrieked. He looked ahead blankly. “What?”

“You still haven't…” he trailed off, then switched his gaze to you, looking a little broken.

Then it clicked.

“How could I not love you? Of course I love you! You just happen to have the worst timing in the world!” you rambled. A small smile lit up Newt’s face. “Not to mention, I can’t even kiss you right now because you have a fever!” Newt seized you.

“If you get sick, I’ll take care of you.”

Things I’ve Learned Since Going Vegan
  • You can slice someone’s throat and still love them. 
  • The word “need” can only also mean “could easily live without but do kinda want.”
  • The word “humane” can mean literally anything you want it to.
  • It’s okay to call people out for harmful behaviour unless that behaviour involves bacon.
  • Plants definitely feel pain and lawns scream when you mow them.
  • Crop workers are exploited but slaughterhouse workers definitely aren’t. No exploitation here, no sir. 
  • Meat is the only food that contains protein.
  • “Found the vegan” is still funny and original the millionth time. 
  • Before humans came along, cows were just wandering around with massive udders praying for someone to invent industrialised agriculture. 
  • Steak is cheaper than beans, rice, pasta and canned vegetables. 
  • While 99% of all meat comes from factory farms, no one eats that meat.
  • Everyone only buys local, organic, humane, Dalai Lama approved meat. 
  • Everyone has an uncle who owns a farm straight out of a 1950′s Americana magazine.
  • Everyone has a degree in nutrition and evolutionary biology. 
  • Everyone knows that one guy who went vegan and almost died.
  • Everyone is free to talk about their identity, beliefs and interests without being shamed for them. Unless they’re vegan. Vegans can fuck off.
i've made this post before

this is personal to me obviously but something that i know confirms johnlock was me and jules talking at length and comforting each other about tsot before it aired and how we’d be ok if the wedding was beautiful extensive etc if johnlock died there and then we were like it’s ok we’ve had fun and we have each other and fanfic but tsot literally broke down our doors and screamed in our faces THE WEDDING WASN’T WORTH BEING ON FILM and i knew, because they could have ended it then but they didn’t, and some people think this is queerbaiting which i appreciate but, why, would they spend so much time and effort on so many scenes, props, etc however the fuck much we’ve found, that confirm johnlock if for nothing?? i guess making this post is pointless because those who believe believe and those who don’t will believe when it happens so

I need a fic where Baze and Chirrut adopt a baby Jyn & Bodhi.

I need Chirrut to just show up with one of them like “Baze! Darling, look what I found!”
And Baze is internally screaming.

Chirrut is the ‘cool’ dad. Aka, he let’s them stay up 15 minutes past there bedtime. He totally embrasses them too.
Like when he shouted, “YEAH! THAT’S MY DAUGHTER!” At Jyn’s baseball game. He can’t see, but he knows she’s doing well.

Or the time when Bodhi graduated kindergarten and Chirrut clapped incredibly loud when his name was announced.

Baze is the ‘strict’ parent. But he’s also fun and loves his kid’s to death. He helps them with there homework. (Why are they teaching fifth graders algebra? Why?) He picks Jyn up from school after she got in another fight. She always gives him a pained smile, tisses shoved up her nose. He just sighs and takes her hand, not even wanting to know who or why she beat someone up.

He’s usually the one to help with injuries too.
Like when Bodhi twisted his ankle and he thought he was dying. (He was six)
He ended up carrying a crying Bodhi inside, trying to calm him as he sobbed that he was dying. After an ice pack and a cookie, he was feeling better.

I need Jyn bringing her first boyfriend home, Cassian, with Baze and Chirrut going into mama bear mood.

“We want you home at eight o'clock sharp, young lady.”

“I know papa.”

Chirrut turned to Cassian. “If you hurt her, I will find you. And I will kill you. Got it?”

“Yes sir.” Cassian gulped, Jyn grabbing his arm.

The two leave, Chirrut turning to his husband. “I like him. He’s a keeper.”

“You just met him.”

“He’s the one!”

I need both Chirrut and Baze walking her down the aisle, and both crying because there baby is all grown up and it’s so cute.

I need them holding there granddaughter for the first time, and lord have mercy she is so tiny and cute. They totally spoil her rotten.

When I was a child, I’d come home after school to an empty house. My father had flown the coop. My mother worked as a maid in a hotel. It was lonely… so I brought in a baby squirrel I’d found and kept him in a shoe box. And then one day when I came home, he looked sickly. He was dead already, but I didn’t know that. I’d forgotten to feed him for a couple days. So I took him out of the box, and I laid him on the table, and I praid my heart out for several hours. And when my mother came home and found us, she screamed bloody murder, and she picked him up and threw him in the garbage. She worked hard, my mother. She was exhausted, and she couldn’t have known how cruel that was. But I cried and cried, saying, “God didn’t answer my prayers.” I remember, my mother was pouring herself a whiskey - the Martin family cure for everything. She looked at me and laughed. “God always answers our prayers, Judy. It’s just rarely the answer we’re looking for.”

KHR reference in ēlDLIVE

So ēlDLIVE just released it’s first anime episode and I read somewhere that there is a KHR reference in a scene and of course I watch the anime and

We have just found out that the next head of the Italian Mafia could be Japanese.

(and I screamed) we know exactly who the Japanese is

and to prove the point legit, here’s a close-up of the tv picture

THAT IS BASICALLY NONO AND HIS GUARDIANS

and to think that ēlDLIVE and KHR are in the same universe, I won’t doubt it.

I don’t know about you but this teensy-tiny-bit of reference just makes my day

(I love you Amano-sensei)

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the pretty setter squad is almost complete we just need Akaashi (and Miya Atsumu but he isn’t even animated yet. God save us all when he is)