Another One Before Season 2 :)

first rule of fandom is everything goes back to destiel

second rule of fandom is everything goes back to kirk/spock

third rule of fandom is everything goes back to holmes & watson

fourth rule of fandom is everything goes back to achilles & patroclus

i relate to this too much 💀

(except im ace and pan)

My mother just recently informed me that I am no longer allowed to and I quote, “Act like a dramatic vigilante whilst I walk my pups at night.”

(I’m a bisexual who dresses in black in a poorly lit neighborhood. On top of that I was in band, theater, and CHOIR.)

I proceed to combine all of that to announce my presence to other people at night by acting like an extra from a musical, as not to alarm them with a sudden spike in gay energy. My favorite method is by snapping and approaching like the alley scene in A Westside story while singing, “It’s not unusual” by Tom Jones.

This has led to many complaints from our neighbors. I don’t see how it is supposed to be my problem though, maybe they just shouldn’t be startled by an average theater kid.

HOW TO BEAT THE TBR PILE: 

be the alpha

direct eye contact helps 

read books without adding more the pile

what do you mean you bought more books

stop it 

put those down

by theorising (being delulu) :D

how are we coping guys

fuck, u so right

Dang it guys

we only ever talked about HALF of why these scenes were a big deal, like I just realized this today and my heart is going insane.

It’s not just that Crowley’s pissed at Gabriel for treating who he thinks as Aziraphale this way, the last thing he says to the people about to kill him is a benign and peaceful wish to see them again.

And like- this is Crowley trying to replicate Aziraphale to a T. So he legitimately just sees him as this endless well of compassion, someone who is always warm and accepting. It’s not just their friendship throughout the years, he remembers Aziraphale’s kindness on the Eastern Gate. When the angel had absolutely no reason to trust this random demon who just slithered up next to him. Crowley knows that he’s loved. Maybe not like that quite yet (although he’d be very wrong), but he knows that around his friend he’s always welcome and safe.

And Aziraphale?

Well he just thinks Crowley’s the coolest fucker alive, like he is laying it in THICK and enjoying every second. Listen to that charisma, look at that smirk. These are traits that are typically only appreciated in the context of how good it makes Crowley at tempting, a job he hates. But Aziraphale doesn’t see someone manipulative or regard this persona as signs of his “demonic nature”, he just sees Crowley. Someone charming, fun loving, and cute.

This is when we get to know precisely why they love each other, what exactly they see in the other.

Can I assume your friends call you Doc Ock? — My friends actually call me V. My enemies call me Doc Ock.

...and then jayce b. parker got thrown around the room for 20 minutes and didn't even try to help ekko morales steal the hextechmax head scientist viktor octavius's computer

thank you twitter user LEXHTTPS111 for planting the seed of doc ock viktor in my brain. i will be thinking about this for the next seven years.

mood

it's just me and my gay fanfics against the world

omg this is so great!

[ID: A full body digital drawing of Roman Sanders falling from the sky. He reaches out to the sun with one arm, his hand stretched out. Sun rays hit him from above and he looks up with a wide-eyed anguished expression. There are tears in his eyes. His wings, which are fastened to his arms, are falling apart, and loose feathers surround him. He wears his usual prince outfit. His sash is blowing with the wind, along with his hair. A golden crown has fallen from his head. On the background there are huge clouds, painted in golden, orange and brown tones. Warm yellow light comes from above. /End ID]

"Strap the wing to me Death trap clad happily With wax melted, I'd meet the sea Under sunlight, sunlight, sunlight" - Sunlight, Hozier

roman with icarus imagery is literally everything to me <33 i loved working on this

♡ reblogs are very appreciated ^_^ ♡

Am I reading too much into it? Probably. Am I still going to do it? Absolutely.

I'll always adore how Shouto's always looking at Izuku, irrespective of where they are and how old they are. Him looking at Izuku is a constant in every panel they are together and I find it so incredibly sweet.

Even a hundred feet above the ground, Shouto only has eyes for Izuku and I think that's true love.

Some highlights from the Be More Chill book brought to you by me

Ps: Y’all these are just the parts I marked as I was reading, my personal favorites. Don’t evaluate the book just by looking at these. And I didn’t include any big spoilers so don’t worry!

Page 35,

Jeremy: You think we should go?

Michael: Are you asking me out?

Page 54, (it pains me how little boyfs moments are in the book)

Michael’s there, in the school parking lot. He managed to borrow the car from his parents and have it waiting for me the day I asked for it. I hug him.

Page 80,

I’m masturbating still, watching a video, but it’s not like I’m masturbating to Michael. I’m multitasking masturbating.

Page 109,

The gayer it feels, the better your posture. -The Squip, 2004.

Page 110,

Jeremy: Well, that card is only for emergencies.

Squip: You are an emergency, Jeremy.

Page 111,

Jeremy: I kind of hate Keanu Reeves’s voice. Can you switch to, ah, Brad Pitt?

Squip: We couldn’t get his rights. You sure you don’t like Keanu?

Jeremy: Uh...

Squip: C’mon, just listen. Isn’t it soothing?

Page 135, (we love supportive Squip)

After twenty reps, with the Squip encouraging me and telling jokes, I’m so tired that I roll into bed without thinking about jerking off.

Page 138, (book Squip is superior)

Ms. Heere: Freedom of expression doesn’t exist for minors, Jeremy, which is what you are.

Squip: Tell her to go f _ _ _ herself.

Page 161,

I jump in the field and kick my heels together.

Squip: Let’s never, ever see that again, okay?

Page 170,

“Heere?”

“Yo.”

It was so simple... I don’t know how I didn’t think of it before.

Squip: It’s not your nature.

Page 174, (First of all Jeremy, rude. But at least he’s standing up for Michael, that’s something, right?)

Squip: Don’t bring him.

Jeremy: Nope, I’m bringing him. I want him along on this one. I’ve wanted him along the whole time, but now I finally have the clout to bring him.

Page 179, (I just LOVE their friendship)

Jeremy: I don’t think we have anything to worry about.

Squip: That’s because I calculated it for you, stupid.

I know. Thanks.

Page 208,

Christine: What’s yersquip?

Jeremy: That’s... my... imaginary... friend,

Rich: Huh, yeah. It’s what he calls his p-penis.

Jeremy: Would you shut up?

Christine: You have a name for your penis? Boys really do that?

Squip: Yeah. Rich’s is named Li’l’ Cheese Head.

Jeremy: Yeah. Rich’s is named Li’l’ Cheese Head.

Page 233,

Jeremy: And the house was on fire?

Squip: Well. Not all of it.

Jeremy: What the f _ _ _ ? What am I supposed to say to that?

Squip: Probably “No, no, this can’t be happening?”

Jeremy: This can’t be happening!

Page 235, (I love how Squip keeps roasting Jeremy’s parents)

Squip: You have bad parents, you know that?

Jeremy: Why?

Squip: They should have prepared you for situations like this. I’m not programmed to counsel human shock and sorrow.

Page 280, (Michael being sarcastic is what I stan)

Jeremy: It keeps log of all my thinkings.

Michael: Thinkings?

Jeremy, hitting him: Whatever.