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*rubbing my hands like an evil fly* ah yes, a new fandom… which one of you barely written background characters am i gonna claim as latino?
#me claiming to the “the multiverse exists so this is possible technically’’ excuse to make marvel characters latino#also hashtag nicky hemmick i love you i’m adopting you#marauders era#moony wormtail padfoot and prongs#james potter#latino james potter
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"This fic is literally just porn, why do you care about the quality of the editing" unfortunately, both my brain and my dick have strong opinions about verb tenses.
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So, the other day, when I was discussing AO3's policy on solicitation, a tumblr user came at me saying that AO3's "no monetization/solicitation" rules were "bullshit" because nexus mods allows fan created mods to get paid.
Look at me.
Look at me right now.
AO3 protects you.
AO3 protects you and your works.
It protects your works from copyright strikes and DCMA takedowns.
It protects your work from advertisers.
It protects your work from overzealous legal challenges.
It protects your right to post adult content.
AO3 is non-profit and AO3 will never try to use you or your work to make a profit for themselves and AO3 will go to bat for you if someone tries to legally challenge you or your works.
Please respect AO3 and its mission.
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I open Tumblr. I post something that should be a diary entry. I close Tumblr. I open Tumblr after having it closed for 1.2 minutes. I reblog 176 posts in a row. I add tags of absolute gibberish to 7 of those. I close Tumblr. I open Tumblr I post yet another should-be diary entry. I close Tumblr. I open tu
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do it scared. do it whimpering. do it whining and pleading. do it with a raging hard-on
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i recommend learning other alphabets if for no other reason than it’s very fun to see people replace latin alphabet letters with complete nonsense for Aesthetic
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gun to my head i would rather die than read this fic. what the fuck are you even doing at this point. whats the fucking point?
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Begging everyone on the internet to stop smoothing out their middle aged men and draw wrinkles for the love of god I promise it's so fun you'll love it Come into my wine cellar
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tbh the amount of time Andrew spent staring at Neil's eyes to figure out they were coloured contacts while high is insane. even more insane that Neil does not pick up on it. most oblivious man alive.
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Andreil thinking they're a chill, absolutely zero pda couple. Meanwhile, this is how they take a nap.
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Aaron texting Nicky
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Neil is so fucking funny, I feel like every read through I notice a new thing that he does that is just absolute comedy gold. I never fully processed the fact that he was lowkey being funny as fuck in Baltimore. He wakes up from being knocked out and sees Lola sitting backwards in a wooden chair, obviously trying to seem intimidating and fully expecting Neil to be frightened considering what she had done to him on the car ride there. But instead of showing any sign of fear, Neil (who fully believes he is going to die), looks at how badly Lola messed up his hands/arms and is like “uh these have to be cleaned?? Do you even know how infections work??” and when Lola reminds him that it literally doesn’t matter because he’s going to die, he just gets up off the ground and wanders over to the sink to wash them anyways. Like, he definitely believed her, he’s just like that. Then, best part of all, once he finishes washing his wounds out, he realizes that he can’t towel dry them (for obvious reasons) and literally turns back around to look at Lola and sticks his arms out in front of him to drip dry. Like Lola is just sitting there in her chair while Neil looks at her like

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