Second round of cosplay photos from Denver Comic Con 2013!
My sis sent me these fics, which I loved, and then sort of got me into this idea of wanting to see an AU where Stiles adopts Derek from the SPCA or something. Unfortunately I have all the writing talent of a brick, so I did a little comic AU. Maybe, if someone wants to write it!? Anyone? Aaaanyone? Buuuellerr?
SOMEONE PLEASE WRITE THIS
HOMGGGGGGGGG
HELEN!!!
Derek in the pound, I LOVE IT. (BUT IS HE AN INVETERATE AND DEDICATED EATER OF TRASH?)
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I’m trying to imagine what Spideypool would be like if Peter were the one to have unrequited feelings for Wade…
It would only work if Peter kept his love a secret because Wade is too love starved to be tsundere
I think Wade would assume Spidey was…
So wait… you mean Wade can only express his interest in someone when he believes they will reject him?
URGENT: today in Russia, a terrible bill passed in the Russian parliament’s lower house that censors all things considered “gay”. It’s our local partners’ worst nightmare and we need your help.
This vote comes off the back of two brutal anti-gay murders in Russia, and the trial of a major LGBT rights organisation today.
Tell world leaders to STOP the crackdown, add your name:
www.allout.org/russia-attacksREALLY IMPORTANT
This really is happening, and it’s scary as hell.
“Update June 12: the situation is worsening. Russia has just passed a new anti-gay law makes it illegal even to say the word “gay”. People in Russia standing up against the crackdown are urging All Out members to keep growing the petition to help draw the attention of world leaders and the media.”
spread this like the plague
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First round of cosplay photos from Denver Comic Con!
I like the cosplayers to be the focus of the picture, but it’s hard to do that with con photos, so I did this. It was fun, enjoy!
I’ve been sitting on like half a dozen fan pics for this fanfic, so I couldn’t wait any longer! I had a lot of fun with the shadows, okay?
i hate when you voluntarily tell your parents some information about your life because you think you can trust them and then they bitch at you for it like congrats you have guaranteed that i will never tell you anything ever again
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- Easy and very effective
- Requires nothing but your body
- Includes attack
Very useful to know, pass and share please.
Worth watching
I don’t mean to impose a personal favour on you guys, but I really would like to ask that everyone who follows me reblog this.
I don’t think I made it very clear but last month I was sexually assaulted by someone who I thought was my friend (I don’t want to talk about it don’t ask), and it’s… really fucked with my head.
Had I known this a month ago I would have been able to get away.
So, essentially, I’m really pleading with you to reblog this so everyone who follows you doesn’t get stuck in the same position I was with no way out.
I mean again I don’t want the point of this to be my sob story or whatever but if you could reblog this it would seriously mean a lot
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human impala, anyone
oh
my
God
HEADCANON FUCKING ACCEPTED
Yes to human!Impala. And yes to this dude playing the part. Oh, Dean.
Oh lord. We missed it the first time this went around. And we would just like to say aksdhofiasknd YESYESYES
ALL the yes! Please someone write it. Dean/Impala
YES.
Dean walked outside, loosening his tie as he and Sam went out to their car, on their way to the cemetery to burn the bones— it was a simple enough case. “Sam. Sam, where the hell.. where the hell is my car?!” Dean looked around anxiously, eyes falling on a younger man sitting on the curb where his car used to be.
He stormed over to the young man and pulled him up by his shirt, glaring with intense eyes. “Where the hell is my car?!” Dean growled.
“It’s kinda sweet to see how much you actually care in person,” the other man replied coolly, voice like a low, deep purr.
Dean was taken aback for a moment, trying to process what he’d just said. He released his shirt and stared. “Excuse me? Who are you?” he asked, shooting a look over to Sam. His brother only shrugged, looking equally as confused.
The man adjusted his shirt and ran a hand through his thick, dark colored hair. “I… hm.” There was a pause before he shrugged. “I don’t know. You’ve always just called me baby.”
Baby. Who the hell did he.. “Oh no fucking way,” Dean breathed out after finally putting the pieces together. “No way in hell.” He took a step back, rubbing his eyes to make sure that this wasn’t just a goddamn dream.
Sam was gaping slightly and caught the guy’s eye. “You’re… the Impala,” he said, not so much a question as it was a statement. “How does that happen?”
“Someone named Gabriel. One second I was a car, the next..” He gestured to his body, and stuck out his bottom lip slightly. “He said that you guys would have fun with this. Me. Or something like that.” A grin, almost a smirk, played at his lips as he eyes the two brothers.
Dean was speechless, and that never happened. After one more moment of looking at the man, he turned to face Sam. “Alright. Okay, just… go take care of the bones. I’ll stay here and babysit..” What the hell would he call him? “So do you have a name?”
The younger man shrugged. “You’ve only ever called me ‘baby’.” He was humming a song, like he couldn’t quite get it out of his head. This whole “being a human” thing wasn’t too bad at all. And seeing Sam and Dean for the first time… it was nothing short of amazing.
“Dude, are you humming Led Zeppelin?” he asked, unable to keep back a grin. The guy nodded, watching Sam walk off and tilting his head to the side slightly. God, that Winchester kid has a nice—
“Hey. Eyes up here,” Dean interrupted, snapping his fingers in front of the younger man. “Listen, until we figure this all out, you’re staying here with us. So come on baby, looks like we’re walking to the motel room.”
The other man nodded and followed behind Dean as they walked down the sidewalk. “Sounds good to me,” he responded, grinning devilishly, now humming a Metallica song.
Dean was so glad that no one else could see him blush.
1: Human Impala is AMAZING.
2: Those leather pants should be illegal. But I’m glad they’re not.
3: This is not helping me overcome my desire to art hot men in tight leather. I still blame thatworldinverted and her Matrixlock fic.
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What am I doing with my blessed free time? Why, watching a Chinese drama about a girl from the present waking up in the body of a noble woman from the 18th century and living a life of love, palace intrigue, and drama during one of the most confusing battles for succession of the Qing dynasty! And aside from having periodic shouting matches with my computer screen over character choices, I am also learning a lot about clothing trends from this era, because oh my god— BEAUTIFUL. Seriously, you don’t have to watch this drama for the character romances, or the political machinations, just watch it for the wardrobe. It is lovely. <3
Oh yeah.. in order to actually watch this drama, you might want to know what it’s called. The title is “Bubujingxin” — which seems to translate to “Startling by Each Step” which is actually a pretty good description and poetic besides.
WATCH IT~ WATCH THE PRETTY PRETTY CLOTHES~
NEED MONEY FOR COLLEGE
NEED COLLEGE FOR JOB
NEED JOB FOR MONEY
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