#goDDAMMIT

[essektheylyss]

fibercrafts are SO maddening cuz wdym I have to go to work tomorrow, I'm like a third of a way through making a whole ass fucking cape, don't you think I should be allowed to focus on what matters (my fucking cape)

[embershroud108]

[xarichii]

I don't care if he's moderate and not the worst option. The USA did not need another reason to think they are the center of the universe.

[thirstforsalt]

Someone commented on a fic “did you ever notice House lets Wilson be cruel and Wilson lets House be gentle” and now I need to lie down for thirty years

[cherriko-art]

Born to make history 💜💍💙

[hiko-the-teacup]

has anyone done this yet?

I haven't seen anyone who's done this

[fasole-dulce]

📸: graphicsmetropolis on IG

[jaybirdscoffee]

“old friend” but i would die for you. “old friend” but i would stick by your side through the worst. “old friend” but that’s the only way i can say that i love you because we’re in a war and the responsibility i bear will allow me only this. “old friend” but i worry over your health when you refuse to, because we both care too much. “old friend” but i would follow you anywhere, through anything, because you asked me to, because my commitment to you is far greater than anyone can be allowed to know.

[macdennisnation]

imagining mac and dennis comparing their hand sizes like teenagers sharing a charged moment in the corner of a party. but they’re just in the bar long after closing, both drunk enough to believe they’ll forget it tomorrow. dennis thinks it’s stupid on principle but he does it anyway, cuz his hands are bigger than mac’s and it feels good in a way he doesn’t like to admit. and anything is easier than kissing him. and he realizes he’s never actually done this before. not when he was younger and definitely not with mac. not until now—middle aged and staring into the stupid hazel eyes of his best friend who he kind of fucking hates. kind of loves. depending on the day. or drunken night. depending on a lot of things.

[fanon-not-canon]

Marauders as shit my friends have said (part 4)

*marylily watching tv*

Mary: *snuggles up to lily*

Mary: *lays her head on lily's shoulder*

Mary: *sighs wistfully*

Mary: I want to own a guillotine...

Lily:

Lily: No, I'm sorry, what-

[91whiskey]

tbh one of my favorite flavor of destiel is when cas doesn't come back.

they defeat chuck. its a close call, but dean doesn’t die in a barn.

and cas doesn't come back.

for the entire first year and a half, dean is in a manic state doing everything to bring him back. making deals, ancient black magic, blackmailing the queen of hell, the whole nine yards. reads every single book in the MOL library three times over. he doesn't sleep. doesn't eat. when sam marries eileen, dean can't wait for the tiny ceremony to be over so he can go back to the summoning ritual he's preparing. this time, it has to work.

and then reality hits. he has tried everything at least twice with no avail. and he's not coming back. there's nothing more to try. the next two years, he spends in a depressive haze. when he doesn't drink, he sleeps. sometimes he's angry. smashes his fists against the dungeon wall that once took everything from him. once it was covered in black, now it's covered in red. but most of the time, he doesn't feel anything at all.

on the four year anniversary, dean makes up his mind.

he needs to live. he doesn't want to. not without cas. but cas the sonofabitch sacrificed himself for dean, so no matter how much he wants to put a round through his brains, he can't. because then it all would be for nothing. cas sentenced him to life by dying for him. so dean patiently picks the shattered pieces of himself up and does his best to glue them back together. he moves out of the bunker. he gets a cat, or maybe it's the cat that got him, he's still not sure how it happened. and a job. when his coworkers asks, he tells them he's a widow. he doesn't explain further.

in the end, he's actually living the life he's always longed for. and he's pretty content. but the most important puzzle piece is still missing. and will always do.

[unknown-cold]

All I Feel Is Pain...

[foxtincan]

Legit can't believe a show about a blue dog brought me to tears

[endlich-allein]

Till & Richard, Zenith, Munich, Germany, 19-10-1997 © Bernd Müller

[ghost-bxrd]

Prompt:

Red Hood finds Nightwing in the throes of fear toxin, babbling about missed calls and text messages.

[e-turn]

I’m not putting him down.

I was devastated the moment I read it... Donnie's probably planning his vegneance... On someone who doesn't have a tangible body... but well what does it matter for a genuis like himself, right!?

@dandylovesturtles you shattered my heart. again. thank you so much for this amazing fanfic again!

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