#i beg of you

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lonefaith:

So long as PJO has focus on kids with ADHD, I’m happy. PJO is the first mainstream series that I knew of to call specific attention to people with learning disabilities. All of these characters represent an often overlooked, mistreated, and misrepresented minority: the neurodivergent. So no matter what they look like, I want to see myself in them. I just hope the cast is directed with this integral representation in mind.

cryptidcrone:

the-apocryphal-one:

janekfan:

raimagnolia:

frostyemma:

domicileensnared:

jetru:

saltwaffle:

full offense but none of you would have ever survived fanfiction.net in 2009

remember when writers had to be all like:
“omg omg lemon starts HERE”

y’all are lucky that ao3 has tags andfilters you can set

Sometimes shit was marked “lemon” and it’d just be them making out, and sometimes they’d just start pissing on each other

No rules, no laws, you took your life into your hands opening fics

A/N: this contains SLASH, that means TWO MEN, if that makes you uncomfy, DON’T READ!

A/N: please don’t sue me, o anime overlords, I’m not making any money off of this! I’m just a broke student! I don’t have any money!

A/N: I totally wrote this while high off 10 Red Bulls wheeeeeee!!!!!

A/N: COMMENT if you want me to continue the next chappy!!!

No, no, no


remember when there’d be interactions with the author and the characters?

InuYasha: I don’t get why I have to be here for this

A/N: Because it was in your contract!!1!1 *revs chainsaw*

god those were lawless times. 

…I’m fucking SWEATING

this is literally giving me flashbacks

cater scares me more than riddle sometimes. likely because he smiles so much.

title: hide and seek

pairing: yandere!cater diamond x reader

fandom: twisted wonderland

tw: yandere, toxic/unhealthy behaviors, toxic/unhealthy relationships, enclosed small spaces(reader is hiding there), being chased/hunted, being stalked

Originally, you didn’t mind the way Cater seemed to just pop up when you needed him. It didn’t bother your pretty, precious head until you thought you spotted him in your room, shortly after one of your nightmares. Since then, it’s like you’ve been seeing him everywhere. 

You hated it, and it made your skin crawl.

Normally, you wouldn’t resort to this, but the opportunity presented itself when Riddle asked to speak to Cater privately and separately. And the actual Cater, not one of his copies. You ran. You left Heartslabyul Dorm in a hurry, and took the opportunity to hide yourself inside a footlocker at the end of your bed. The trip wasn’t a long one, but it felt like it, with every hair standing on end. Some days, it felt like this was the only place you had privacy.

You felt your phone buzz in your pocket, and you didn’t want to check it. However, you didn’t want to worry your friends.

The message said this:
“ur hiding in the footlocker again, ne? ill be there soon, sweetheart. ily! see you in a minute.”

You felt the bile rising in your throat and horror sinking in your stomach. It only worsened when you saw who the message was from. Cater. You forced the lid open and looked around hurriedly, trying to find some place other than the container to hide.

The wardrobe.

You dove inside and shut the door behind yourself, trying to disappear into the fabric. You covered your mouth, trying to muffle the sound of your labored breaths. You sat, and you waited. It wasn’t long before you heard your door open and shut. The footsteps were light, but far too heavy to be Grimm.

“Ah, they read my message~ I’m so happy~”

Cater’s voice. It was happy in a disturbing way, and you swallowed harshly. The sound from inside of you seemed so loud, but you knew it was practically silent. You heard rustling around the room for a few minutes, before the door opening and closing.

You sighed in relief, and started to open the door to the wardrobe. A mistake you’d come to regret in split seconds. As soon as you could see, you saw Cater smiling at you, as if nothing had been happening. As if he hadn’t torn your room apart to find you. Before you could shut yourself back in the space, he closed the distance and practically scooped you into his arms.

I found you~” He giggled as you struggled in his arms.  

I am Struggling, just hand him over mihoyo

Seriously pls, none of my friends wanted to go, so I’m going alone :( if someone wants to join me, I would be forever grateful

wanderingcitrus: dollsonmain:sailorzeo:cocoacallalily: The nerd girls are tired… I sell soaps an

wanderingcitrus:

dollsonmain:

sailorzeo:

cocoacallalily:

The nerd girls are tired…

I sell soaps and scents at cons. The number of times women told me “You’re doing the lord’s work, selling soap at con” was immeasurable.

Of course, it only works if people BUY it…

And thenuseit.

Saw these heroes at a con recently.

As con staff, I feel these on a spiritual level.


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maryterraffino: maryterraffino: my friend once said that merwin senior is just mgs self insert oc anmaryterraffino: maryterraffino: my friend once said that merwin senior is just mgs self insert oc an

maryterraffino:

maryterraffino:

my friend once said that merwin senior is just mgs self insert oc and now I can’t unsee it god

drake merwin sr. on his boat: I push buttons. I will trigger everything.


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