thinking about the poll about canon vs non-canon ships that didn't define terms, and the current fandom focus on things "going canon," so i made up a scale.
this is NOT a question about whether canon matters to what you ship (or matters at all), just how to define the phrase "canon ship."
many ships start low on the scale and slow burn their way up, so vote for the point when you would have called them "canon." i agonized over the order (especially #4-6) for a day and a half, but i went with the order in which i think joe random with a nielsen ratings box and no tumblr account would notice/call something a romantic relationship.
I hope every writer who sees this writes LOADS the next few months. Like freetime opens up, no writers block, the ability to focus, etc etc you're able to write loads & make lots of progress <3
What is it about the air in Europe what makes Misha Collins act like that edition. Yes those are quotes of his.
[Image ID: The Destiel confession meme edited so that Cas asks 'I fucked you hard and raised you from perdition.' and Dean answers 'If the CW had not been so homophobic we would have been balls deep for sure'. /End ID]
My head's been occupied with tattoo-artist!Steve lately so here are my weekend doodles. I know it's probably more likely for Eddie to be a tattooist but listen....., Steve as tattooist??? *chefkiss* fuck yes!
I dedicate the pics to all you authors who wrote a tattoo-artist!Steve fic. ❤ I am so very grateful.
bestie @dapandapod killing me on discord
Also....guys, tattoo-artist!Chrissy???? I hc she's doing aaaaall those cute and kawaii tatts??? Chubby Pokemon and magical girl stuff? yes.
She works with Steve and Robin (her gf) in a parlor. She's also the reason Eddie visits the studio in the first place...
The fact that there’s an actually functional website for the library of Babel is one of those things that fucks me up more and more the more I think about the implications.
ok so i'm reading manga as one does. and I haven't written something in like forever...as one does akjsdhdsjh and I read this and for the first time in my fucking life I just went ok, my brain is telling me to write so instead of ignoring the want, the need i'm just gonna open the page and write (usually i'd just write down the idea/vibe and leave it for later, which yknow how it is, later never comes). anyway this is gonna be depressing. tw death ig? maybe gore too. but it's just a really small text so idk.
We have all the time in the world, you said with the most beautiful smile and I believed you. How could I not? I loved you and you loved me. We were young, healthy and in love, time was of no consequence.
So why am I here all alone? Your blood splattered on the floor, your mangled body getting colder and colder with every second. Time was never on our side. Why did we ever think it was?
Time is running out.
It’s never enough.
It never will be enough.
As you draw your last breath I remember all the moments we wasted because we had all the time in the world.
ok so i'm reading manga as one does. and I haven't written something in like forever...as one does akjsdhdsjh and I read this and for the first time in my fucking life I just went ok, my brain is telling me to write so instead of ignoring the want, the need i'm just gonna open the page and write (usually i'd just write down the idea/vibe and leave it for later, which yknow how it is, later never comes). anyway this is gonna be depressing. tw death ig? maybe gore too. but it's just a really small text so idk.
We have all the time in the world, you said with the most beautiful smile and I believed you. How could I not? I loved you and you loved me. We were young, healthy and in love, time was of no consequence.
So why am I here all alone? Your blood splattered on the floor, your mangled body getting colder and colder with every second. Time was never on our side. Why did we ever think it was?
Time is running out.
It’s never enough.
It never will be enough.
As you draw your last breath I remember all the moments we wasted because we had all the time in the world.
You, a heroic paladin have successfully slain a fearsome dragon. But the dragon warns you that death is but a door, and dragons don’t die, they reincarnate. You paid it no mind….until your son was born with golden, slitted eyes.