A weird place to be... that's my head!

snowdarkred:

WARNING: MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH

more like, i’m not touching this fic with a ten foot pole are you fucking kidding me

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garnetquyen:

This movie is so fun and colorful! I enjoyed it much more than I thought I would, the music is spot on. And I really like the relationship between Groot and Rocket, he’s like a proud papa raccoon ahahaha 8’))))))

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Arrow Season 3 Promo: "Some Things Never Die" [x]

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staxilicious:

artkat:

despairnaegami:

personasanta:

does anybody else think tired and sleepy mean two totally different things

sleepy is cute and dozing off and happy but tired is 10 cups of coffee and murder

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reblogging because the last graphic comment is FLAWLESS

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  “A scarlet steam engine was waiting next to a platform  packed with people. A sign overhead said Hogwarts Express, eleven o’clock. Harry looked behind him and saw a wrought-iron archway where the barrier had been, with  the words Platform Nine and Three-Quarters on it.
  Smoke from the engine drifted over the heads of the chattering crowd, while cats of every color wound here and there between their legs. Owls hooted to one another in a disgruntled sort of way over the babble and the scraping of heavy trunks.”

Happy September 1st, y’all!
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Friendly reminder that anyone born between 1985-1998 didn’t get their hogwarts letter because Voldemort’s ministry wiped out the record of muggleborns
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TRYING TO PUT ON EYELINER

letgoat:

college-life-crisis:

The first eye:

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The second eye:

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i have never seen a more accurate post

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I hope you’re going to be good. 😊

I hope you’re going to be good. 😊



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itcuddles:

dog trying to save fishes

my heart

Dogs are better than people

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star trek zodiac

spicyshimmy:

aries: jim kirk thinks ur cool
taurus: jim kirk thinks ur cool
gemini: jim kirk thinks ur cool
cancer: jim kirk thinks ur cool
leo: jim kirk thinks ur cool
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capricorn: jim kirk thinks ur cool
aquarius: jim kirk thinks ur cool
pisces: jim kirk thinks ur cool
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doloresjaneumbridge:

Some snaps from my Harry Potter Reread - Part 2 [Part 1]



I have a feeling I’m gonna love this book #book #ebook #hellandhighwater #charliecochet #bookrec #kindle #kindlefirehdx #thirds #shapeshifter #gay #gayliterature

I have a feeling I’m gonna love this book #book #ebook #hellandhighwater #charliecochet #bookrec #kindle #kindlefirehdx #thirds #shapeshifter #gay #gayliterature



dereksshale:

agentotter:

goldenmeme:

agentotter:

kickingshoes:

People have written all sorts of fic of bakeries and retail clerks someone write me teen wolf fic for this.

BUT WHAT DO THEY SUPPLY EXACTLY I FEEL LIKE FANDOM NEEDS TO ANSWER THIS QUESTION IN DEPTH.

Werewolf supplies. You know, giant dog beds, industrial strength chew toys, eyebrow trimmers…

OH GOD NO I’M TOO BUSY RIGHT NOW I CAN’T WRITE THIS, SOMEBODY DO THE THING

[sterek ficlet??? sorry.]
"Uh, excuse me," a male voice said behind Derek. He waved with his hand, telling the guy to go on, but kept his head inside the cabinet, looking for the nail he knew was somewhere in there. "Do you guys have condoms for thick knots?" 
Derek lift his head too fast, and ended up hitting his head on the counter so hard, he could practically hear the guy behind him wincing in sympathy.
"What," Derek growled out turning around resisting the urge to massage his scalp.
When he looked up to the guy, he wanted to bury his head on the cabinet again. Fuck. What was Derek’s life? The guy looking at him could be a model. He was lean, and had thick lashes and long fingers… 
…And was obviously dating someone, since he was human (Derek checked with his nose) and was here to buy werewolf condoms.
"Uh," the guy said looking at Derek half amused, half worried. "I need condoms for knots, you know? Because normal condoms break? And some padded chains, too. Scott says he has a hard time keeping control, but I think he’s just kinky. And… Oh! I heard something about industrial strength chew toys? Scott loves to bite, Jesus. You should see the hickeys that guy is capable of. And maybe you could get me those special beds, because whenever he’s at my place, I feel like my bed is going to break in two! And my ass is getting so sore… Dude, are you alright? You hit your head pretty bad.”
Derek just blinks, because he never had so much information about someone’s sex life without being invested on it before.
"I’m fine. And yeah, let’s go get those," he mumbles and the guy beans at him.
"Thank you," the guy winks. Derek starts walking, because there are chances of him doing something stupid, like claiming as his someone else’s mate, and the guy follows him up close. “I’m Stiles.”
"Derek."
"Soo, Derek. Have you been working here for long?"
"My family owns the thing, so you could say that."
"Dude! You’re Cora’s brother, right? We study together. She’s scary." Derek doesn’t comment that people generally says he’s the one who looks like a serial killer, but the guy saw him making an ass of himself with the cabinet. He holds up a sigh. 
They go through the things and Derek leaves the condoms for last. There’s no way it won’t be awkward. Specially because it seems like Stiles is flirting with him. And he’s not even being subtle about it! Jesus, does he know that werewolves are jealous and that Derek is an alpha? Whoever the Scott guy is, he’s going to flip when he smell Derek’s scent all over Stiles.
(Well, not all over. Stiles is holding himself too close to Derek’s side and that’s more than enough. Not that Derek is complaining. He’s actually loving it. His wolf is howling with delight, wanting to mark Stiles at any costs. He wants to bite the mole in the neck that…)
Stiles is probably just too friendly. It’s a thing. Tragic, but it is what it is. Derek is seeing things.
"Anyway," Stiles says, "do you try out the stuff you sell?"
Derek nods as they get to the ‘kinky sex’ aisle, as Cora calls it. The inevitable part. “Most things, yeah. And, uh, you can chose the condom you want.”
Stiles studies them carefully, even holds some of them. Derek looks away from those fingers holding a condom. That’s too suggestive and he’s not really on control right now.
"Which brand do you use?"
"Uh." Derek just gaps as Stiles looks at him innocently. It’s a valid costumer’s question. “This one,” he points, ignoring the blush spreading on his cheeks.
"You sure it won’t break, right?"
"Yeah," he clears his throat. It’s too hot in the store, god fucking dammit. "Pretty sure."
"Okay, then.  I don’t want those two having kids yet. I’m too young to be an uncle."
"What?" Derek blinks at that.
Stiles raises an eyebrow. “Uh, Scott and Allison shouldn’t have kids yet? I’m too young to be an uncle?”
"Those are not for you?"
"No?" Stiles looks at him like he’s insane.
"But I thought Scott.." Stiles’ eyes widen when he gets it. 
“Dude, if I was having sex with a male werewolf, why the hell would I need condoms? You people don’t carry diseases, right?”
It makes sense - Derek is so stupid - but…
"You said your ass was sore!" Derek points out.
Stiles blushes furiously. “That’s because I have to sit and sleep on the floor whenever Scott’s around! He and Allison get to use my bed! Oh my god. That’s why you’re acting all weird when I was flirting with you!”
"You were flirting with me?" He can’t help but smile.
"I… I was trying to!" Stiles says biting his lips.
"Well, if that’s the case, Stiles, I’d love to go on a date with you."
Stiles smiles back. Derek definitely does not trip on his own feet when Stiles gets three more packs of condoms saying “for our future dates”.
Except he totally does.

dereksshale:

agentotter:

goldenmeme:

agentotter:

kickingshoes:

People have written all sorts of fic of bakeries and retail clerks someone write me teen wolf fic for this.

BUT WHAT DO THEY SUPPLY EXACTLY I FEEL LIKE FANDOM NEEDS TO ANSWER THIS QUESTION IN DEPTH.

Werewolf supplies. You know, giant dog beds, industrial strength chew toys, eyebrow trimmers…

OH GOD NO I’M TOO BUSY RIGHT NOW I CAN’T WRITE THIS, SOMEBODY DO THE THING

[sterek ficlet??? sorry.]

"Uh, excuse me," a male voice said behind Derek. He waved with his hand, telling the guy to go on, but kept his head inside the cabinet, looking for the nail he knew was somewhere in there. "Do you guys have condoms for thick knots?"

Derek lift his head too fast, and ended up hitting his head on the counter so hard, he could practically hear the guy behind him wincing in sympathy.

"What," Derek growled out turning around resisting the urge to massage his scalp.

When he looked up to the guy, he wanted to bury his head on the cabinet again. Fuck. What was Derek’s life? The guy looking at him could be a model. He was lean, and had thick lashes and long fingers

…And was obviously dating someone, since he was human (Derek checked with his nose) and was here to buy werewolf condoms.

"Uh," the guy said looking at Derek half amused, half worried. "I need condoms for knots, you know? Because normal condoms break? And some padded chains, too. Scott says he has a hard time keeping control, but I think he’s just kinky. And… Oh! I heard something about industrial strength chew toys? Scott loves to bite, Jesus. You should see the hickeys that guy is capable of. And maybe you could get me those special beds, because whenever he’s at my place, I feel like my bed is going to break in two! And my ass is getting so sore… Dude, are you alright? You hit your head pretty bad.”

Derek just blinks, because he never had so much information about someone’s sex life without being invested on it before.

"I’m fine. And yeah, let’s go get those," he mumbles and the guy beans at him.

"Thank you," the guy winks. Derek starts walking, because there are chances of him doing something stupid, like claiming as his someone else’s mate, and the guy follows him up close. “I’m Stiles.”

"Derek."

"Soo, Derek. Have you been working here for long?"

"My family owns the thing, so you could say that."

"Dude! You’re Cora’s brother, right? We study together. She’s scary." Derek doesn’t comment that people generally says he’s the one who looks like a serial killer, but the guy saw him making an ass of himself with the cabinet. He holds up a sigh.

They go through the things and Derek leaves the condoms for last. There’s no way it won’t be awkward. Specially because it seems like Stiles is flirting with him. And he’s not even being subtle about it! Jesus, does he know that werewolves are jealous and that Derek is an alpha? Whoever the Scott guy is, he’s going to flip when he smell Derek’s scent all over Stiles.

(Well, not all over. Stiles is holding himself too close to Derek’s side and that’s more than enough. Not that Derek is complaining. He’s actually loving it. His wolf is howling with delight, wanting to mark Stiles at any costs. He wants to bite the mole in the neck that…)

Stiles is probably just too friendly. It’s a thing. Tragic, but it is what it is. Derek is seeing things.

"Anyway," Stiles says, "do you try out the stuff you sell?"

Derek nods as they get to the ‘kinky sex’ aisle, as Cora calls it. The inevitable part. “Most things, yeah. And, uh, you can chose the condom you want.”

Stiles studies them carefully, even holds some of them. Derek looks away from those fingers holding a condom. That’s too suggestive and he’s not really on control right now.

"Which brand do you use?"

"Uh." Derek just gaps as Stiles looks at him innocently. It’s a valid costumer’s question. “This one,” he points, ignoring the blush spreading on his cheeks.

"You sure it won’t break, right?"

"Yeah," he clears his throat. It’s too hot in the store, god fucking dammit. "Pretty sure."

"Okay, then.  I don’t want those two having kids yet. I’m too young to be an uncle."

"What?" Derek blinks at that.

Stiles raises an eyebrow. “Uh, Scott and Allison shouldn’t have kids yet? I’m too young to be an uncle?”

"Those are not for you?"

"No?" Stiles looks at him like he’s insane.

"But I thought Scott.." Stiles’ eyes widen when he gets it.

Dude, if I was having sex with a male werewolf, why the hell would I need condoms? You people don’t carry diseases, right?”

It makes sense - Derek is so stupid - but…

"You said your ass was sore!" Derek points out.

Stiles blushes furiously. “That’s because I have to sit and sleep on the floor whenever Scott’s around! He and Allison get to use my bed! Oh my god. That’s why you’re acting all weird when I was flirting with you!”

"You were flirting with me?" He can’t help but smile.

"I… I was trying to!" Stiles says biting his lips.

"Well, if that’s the case, Stiles, I’d love to go on a date with you."

Stiles smiles back. Derek definitely does not trip on his own feet when Stiles gets three more packs of condoms saying “for our future dates”.

Except he totally does.

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