#I WANT TO KNOW SO BADLY

[wilsonsmcgillsweatshirt]

It's a crime that more people aren't aware of House's prison bracelet. He wears it basically all of s8, and Hugh Laurie said that House made it in prison as a reminder of the time he served and everything he went through during his incarceration.

[thiefofattolia789]

I am still thinking about the woman in the fire who calls Gen “Genny”. Who was that

[chebyreksan]

Guys

Guys

What if..

THEY LOOKED SO CUTE TOGETHER, COME ON-

Let’s create new ship

How about ,,the palace intrigue’’?

[drudeger]

how do you people put your thoughts into words so poetically and beautifully, share with me your secrets pls

[synthwife]

coworker in the break room is listening to VERY loud metal and i can hear it from his earbuds

[fictional-worlds-are-exquisite]

I want to know how the answering phone robots work

like i call up and miss robot answers and I tell it what I want and it processes this and offers a solution and I go no bestie not good enough and miss robot goes ok I’ll connect you to an agent

how you do that

[thespacedragons]

Yeah my brain is having Thoughts TM about dimensions so I'm probably going to be annoying for a bit.

But like, we can view the 3rd dimension in the second dimension and we still recognize it as having originated from the 3rd dimension. So would a 4th dimensional being be able to view the 4th dimension in a 3rd dimensional way? How would the 3rd dimension look to a 5th dimensional being? Would a 5th dimensional being see us as one of the many lines they can see?

Why is it easier for me to picture the 5th dimension and 5th dimensional beings than it is for me to picture the 4th dimension and its beings?

Would they remember the timeline before they moved back and started again? Do they have to move backwards at the same rate time moves forward for us or can they manipulate the speed of time both forward and backward as we can manipulate the speed of our movements through the 3rd dimension? Would someone from the 5th dimension have the memories of all of their selves in the parallel timelines or if they meet themself from another timeline is it like meeting a different person altogether? Would that answer influence the one about the 4th dimensional being or would they be answers separate of each other?

I am filled with questions and have no way to get answers and it upsets me, but I also enjoy just the feeling of being curious so I guess I will live knowing I will maybe(?) eventually get answers or maybe not.

[greyrobins]

Phil is gonna have a time coming back to qsmp tomorrow.

[lazylittledragon]

i'm in one of those phases where i really wish i believed in manifesting and spellcasting and things like that bc you know when you want something so bad you're literally praying for the universe to let it happen

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Lan Wangji Goes To Lotus Pier AU: Part 3: Enveloping Feelings.

(Part 1, Part 2, Part 4 (soon))

[fluffyartbl0g]

Holy crap this is like world record breaking pace guys

Speedrun/Time Travel AU masterlist

[youaremysunshine-court]

Not me seeing cassie clare trend after not reading anything after the weird parabatai series and wondering what twist she's pulled now

[eggsdrawings]

side eye

[lizardkingeliot]

1x02 // 2x02

[yayll]

~ a little something about waking up next to Dazai, and he's unbearable as always ~

"I might just eat you alive..." He mumbles to himself, barely audible. His eyes are half-lidded, and he's barely blinked.

He's been watching you sleep next to him curled up like a kitten for the past hour, way past the time you usually wake up. He's the oversleeper, not you, and it makes him hyper aware of your bodily functions and if they're okay. He hasn't eaten properly in days, but you don't need to know that. He's rabid, and he knows he's being a total freak right now, but who will worry for you if not for him? He must rise up to be the voice of reason, the watchful eye that keeps you on track even if he can barely keep himself alive! He wishes you'd stay forever, where he could avoid his problems and take care of your every single need. He should be everything you need... He hopes. Then you'd never leave, and he would make sure to eat more, just for you. How perfect... selfish.

God, he just wants to crawl inside of you and make you his home, it's almost pathetic. You'd find him vile for the things he would do for you and your happiness, despite you already being so accepting of his dark past... You're simply heaven sent. He takes a deep breath, and lightly runs his knuckles down your jawline, as if carving them out of the precious material that you're made of. You begin to stir, and his pupils dilate instantly as he pulls back with anticipation.

"Mmm... Osamu..."

You murmur sleepily as your chest rises up and down ever so slowly. He's freaking out. It's bad for his health to hear the way you say his name as if it were a healing oath, a spell that only works on him.

"Wakey wakey~"

Dazai's propping himself up on one elbow, a calculating smile plastered on his lips as if he were in on something you weren't. You pop open one eye, and groan softly.

"You're up... early"

"Yes!"

"Why..." You yawn like the silly little thing you are. He gasps in mock offense, clutching his chest.

"Can't a fortunate guy like ME just be happy that we both live to see another beautiful day?!"

He winks, and boops the tip of your nose, this gets a muffled snort out of you that causes you to bury your face into the pillow. He's addicted to the rush of causing any joy in your life, it's disgusting. When you don't lift your face back up, he scrunches up his face, and reaches out to stroke a strand of your silky hair, but his intrusive thoughts win and he tugs on it as payback for possibly falling asleep again. He needs your attention, and you're sleeping? Insanity. You swat at him, blindly smacking his arm away.

Oh, how he loves that you're the only person who truly sees him past his myriad of theatrics.

"Oh my... a slap from you feels wonderful!"

He rubs his arm, and grabs the hand that swatted him, bringing it up to kiss the pulse point on your wrist. Feather like kisses, almost undetectable... until you lift your face up from the pillow, finally.

He gazes at you as he rubs his face onto your hand like a cat greeting its owner, purring as if he were starved for affection. For a moment, his gaze becomes more serious, detached, as if he were thrown back into a distant memory. He can't describe the feeling, but the way your hand feels against his cheek is a warmth he hasn't felt in ages. His eyes sting, and he blinks the wetness away before you can notice as he hears your angelic voice again. He's back to his usual self.

"Osamu... You're being annoying"

"You think I'm just annoying?~"

His voice comes out in a tender whisper, his mouth curled up into a mischievous grin. He's insufferable. He could be anything for you if you wanted it. Especially annoying! He almost drools when you roll your eyes affectionately at him, the coldness in his heart disappears as he leans in just a little, invading your personal space as always, eager to hear your reply.

"Amongst other things, yes..."

You flash him a sweet little smile, and it mends all that is wrong in the world. The pink in your cheeks is starting to turn red, and it sends him to the moon. He hums, slowly nuzzling himself into the crook of your neck, it's his turn to curl up. You run your fingers through his messy hair that tickles you, feeling the warmth of Dazai's breaths against the back of your ear.

"Hmm, do I look like a pillow to you?"

He can hear the smile in your murmur, and he pulls back from your neck briefly, peering at you through his messy bangs, those intense hazelnut eyes demanding your attention, and his voice drips with an aching devotion that oozes like honey. he moves his lips to your ear, and whispers.

".. You look like an angel to me."

He watches you self destruct at his painfully smooth delivery of a compliment, and secretly rewards himself for once again giving you another reason to never leave. He's got it all!

Romance, self deprecating humor, an inability to properly process his emotions and grief, but more importantly, an undying commitment to stay alive against all odds so that he may see another day of you in his arms... or you helping him change his bandages... or-

He's cut short by you grabbing the sides of his face and pulling him into the most sinfully delicious kiss known to man, and he could swear that despite all his efforts, this might be what ACTUALLY kills him.

[demaparbat-hp]

The Painted Lady stared at Zuko, eyes wild in deep focus, and sank into her knees next to him. Her pale, scarred hand reached out to meet him, but stopped short before making contact. Her voice was soothing and gentle as she asked, “Is that what you truly believe?”

Sometimes, it feels as if Izumi knows Zuko better than anyone else.

For our confidants and spirits (and those who are one and the same) is For the Spirits Chapter VI: Dream of You.