yay reblogable!


SuperCorp + A Sudden Vacation to Australia??? (at least Lena tried…) 


(Previous SuperCorp Cracks can be found here


is it really march 1, 2017???? making justin drew bieber 23?? and making myself be a fan of his lousy ass for 7 fucking years? im shook. in disbelief. happy birthday to the man who causes me so much grief, emotion but shout out because he (barely) knows my existence!!! kudos to you for distracting me from college work and for making me barely functioning in the real world. but honestly i hope this year is filled with so much love and happiness you damn fool. i can’t wish this old ballz enough fullness and genuine bliss an to have a fabulous birthday. im happy to have been a fan for so long, god knows it wasn’t easy!! love ya lots ya old fart. be happy babe, 23rd never looked better xx

xoxoxoxoxoxoxo haley

The ADHDstudy Masterpost Is Here!!!

For the past few weeks I’ve been moving all of my resources and links over from my old (and far less organised) masterpost to a new one. Now, I can proudly say I’ve finished the new masterpost and it is ADHD friendly. Organised, efficient, and ADHD and mental health-centred. There’s also plenty of resources for note-taking, studying, procrastination, dealing with adulthood, and an entire page of links to other websites and apps that students have found helpful.

If you have any resources you yourself use, send me an ask and I’ll add it to the masterpost. There are currently 289 resources and I’d love to add more to the collection!

Good health and good studying! ~ adhdstudy

Doctor/River appreciation day || 22.04.2017

Hi, hello, hi! You know what time of the year it is? It’s the time when we celebrate a relationship of fictional characters, because we are cool like that. Anyway, you know what to do, right?

  • on 22nd of April post your River/Doctor edits,
  • when I say edits, I mean: gifsets, graphics, metas, fics, fanart, fanmixes, videos - whatever tickles your fancy,
  • tag your edits with #river doctor appreciation day. You can also use other tags, for example: #river song edit (or #riversongedit because people use both of these tags), #rd edit, #drfic#eleven x river, #twelve x river etc. Make sure to use #river doctor appreciation day tag as one of the first 5 tags, otherwise I won’t be able to see your post and reblog it,
  • other than that: have fun, enjoy yourself, cry a little and don’t bash other ships/characters,
  • if you want to, reblog this post to spread the word,
  • bye!

I am VERY excited about the 13th Doctor (Jodie Whittaker) - she’s going to be absolutely incredible and I really can’t wait to see the next season! So I drew some fanart for my new favourite girl.  

Also, I’m thinking of starting single character commissions soon to raise money for my placement year, so if anyone is interested message me and I’ll see what I can do!

♡▪◇°•¤《ART RAFFLE /⚠ END⚠》€•°◇▪♡

{ We made it over 400!! woo!! God, I couldn’t believe it!! But I won’t be picking the 6 winners [ yes 6] cause on Friday I’ll be on a airplane, flying to my death. Jk, I’m visting my grandma.

{ So Let’s get to the prizes, right?}

If you’re one of the lucky winners, you’ll get to choose how you would like your art to be drawn like for examples;


2. FULL WITH LINES/ 50 % pain


4.SKETCH WITH A BIT OF SHADE and color/ Best for these hands

5.PAPER ART! color or not/ my love

{ Well if you want in the raffle, reblog this and you’ll be able to be in. I’ll send you message if you win, you can choose.

{ btw, next 100+ I’ll get boris and sammy to join this blog. you saw sammy, here’s boris;

{ kay, bye

https://ask-the-crafty-demon-bleh.tumblr.com/post/162985826812/attention-the-raffle-ends-now-im END OF RAFFLE
If You’re Happy...

Pairing: Dean x reader

Warnings: mention of pregnancy test, time of the month, slight angst, Dean feels, fluff. 

“Dean! You need to stop pointing that thing and playing around with it It’s not a toy!” You swat him on your way in the room, passing through with the laundry basket. Like your three year old daughter, Catherine. Dean makes the most pitiful pout face. 

“Why are your panties in a twist today, jeez.” Dean murmured that last part to himself.  Something was obviously bothering you and he wouldn’t rest until he got to the bottom of it. Or unless he had to get another beer or use the little men’s room. 

“Why must you still talk like your nineteen years old?” You snapped in his face, rolling your eyes. “Ooh you’re a feisty one today. You wanna tell me what’s on your mind.” After all the years Dean has known, as his girlfriend, and now wife, he’s aware when something is up with you, especially when you got all snippy with him. 

Dean could have made a great detective if he really put his heart into it, but he only put it in for you. “I took a pregnancy test this morning, when I thought I was you know…and I am not.” You plopped yourself down in a chair, playing with your thumbs, not meeting his concerned stare. 

“That is what this is all about? Babe, come here.” Dean sighed. He didn’t like you getting all worked over something that was he wouldn’t admit aloud, really nothing. That’s just how you were. Dean couldn’t change that about you. That was up to you. You overthought a lot of things, something even so simple. 

You reluctantly force yourself over to Dean and gave him a hug. He pulled out the chair right beside him and ordered you to sit. “How do you know that you’re not actually pregnant, I mean Y/N it could have been a faulty one and you could next one and it could say positive. You don’t know, maybe you should go to the family doctor.” Dean rambles on to you, for you sake he wanted to keep your spirits high, but you knew it was all for show.  

“Dean, stop. I know because my period started today too.” You confirmed with a huff, slumping your shoulders. Dean didn’t really know what to say to that. He knew this was tough for you. You already had three bright and beautiful girls, and you just wanted one more baby to hold, just one last time. 

You and Dean weren’t getting any younger. Hell, in two years Dean will be forty. It was becoming harder and harder for you and Dean to have kids, is what you are trying to say. “Well, I guess that means one thing.” Dean says, speaking up. “What’s that?” You asked quizzically. “It means we need to try harder.” Dean smirked smugly at you, diving in for a kiss. 

You stopped him halfway. “Just not right now.” Your hand pressed firmly against his chest, in hopes of giving him the message. “Got it. Not now. Later?” Dean raised an eyebrow. “Maybe later.” You shrugged nonchalantly, not trying to make a huge deal about it, even though you have been with Dean all these years and he still made you gave you the butterflies. 

“I’ll take that cause I doesn’t mean no!” Dean clapped his hands together, still pecking a kiss on your cheek. “Where are you going?” You laugh as he slips on his jacket and grabs the keys to the impala. “To go pick up the girls from school for you. I’m going to Catherine with me and then we are going to run to the store. I’m making dinner tonight.” Dean declared, planning it all out in his head. 

“Dean you don’t have to do that…” You crossed your arms over your chest, not wanting to put all of that on Dean. “No, I insist.” He persisted, obviously not taking no for an answer. “You go do whatever you have to do, but you Y/N are off from Mom duty this evening.” Dean rubbed your shoulders. 

“Whatever you say.” You said in surrender. “Whatever you wish is my command. Do you have any requests?  Dean asked you, wriggling his eyebrows. “Can you possibly give me a massage tonight?” You bit down on your bottom lip, hoping it wouldn’t be too much to ask for. 

“Anything for you, sweetheart.” 

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Pairing: Lin x Reader angst/fluff
Warnings: Airports, Buddy Holly

Word Count: 1244
A/N: Hi! So I’ve been doing a LOT of requests lately, so I decided to write this for myself. I love Buddy Holly SO much and Dearest is probably one of the cutest songs ever, so here ya go. 

tags: @gonnamurderyou @itsjaynebird

Dearest, though you’re the nearest to my heart

You drove Lin to the airport, your eyes watery with tears as he gazed out the window, seeming to attempt to will more distance between your car and the airport as the road seemed to shorten.

“At least it’s only for a month,” he said, snapping out of his thoughts and bringing your attention back to the road after your mind had wandered off.

“Yeah,” you whispered, trying to restrain your tears as you felt his hand move to rest on your knee, “only a month.”

In comparison, a month wasn’t bad. He had spent multiple months in Chicago working with the cast, leaving you alone in New York. Him going to San Francisco for a month felt like nothing in comparison.

“I love you,” he whispered, leaning across the car to gently kiss your cheek.

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