slight love affair with commas

Angela. Fandoms come and go and come and go but Thor will live forever. I love my ladies and I love my princes and I love when they ruin my life, especially in the context of each other. I talk more about writing than is probably good for me, but far less than I would actually like. Also, SCIENCE. SCIENCE SCIENCE SCIENCE. And puns. And books. Puns and books. Puns IN books, foreshadowing, found families, siblings and unreliable narrators. Epics, fantasy/sci-fi, mysteries and romance. Intrigue and suspense and ambiguous endings, but never completely unhappy endings. Us-against-the-world, deception and antagonistic-without-actually-being-enemies and full-on-support-everything-you-are type relationships. FRIENDSHIPS. BFF-ERY. WORLDBUILDING. THE BEGINNING OF A NEW PLOT BUNNY. Rereading old WIPs and falling back in love with them. Also boats.

lj, ao3

danganaddict:

c0nsulting-timel0rd:

totoislostinoz:

carry-on-my-consulting-tardis:

“What house?”

“Montague!”

“whAT HOUSE?”

“MONTAGUE”

“WHAT HOUSE?????”

“MONTAGUE!!”

“MONTAGUES! GETCHA HEAD IN THE GAME!”

The fact that someone else thinks he looks like Zac Efron makes me so happy.

That’s literally all we talked about in freshman English

WE WATCHED THIS IN SHAKESPEARE LAST YEAR AND THIS ONE GUY JUST YELLED “BRETHREN, THOU MUST PLACE THINE HEAD IN THE GAME” AND WE HAD TO WAIT A WEEK TO FUCKING CONTINUE IT BECAUSE WE KEPT CRACKING UP AND SINGING REWRITES OF THE HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL SOUNDTRACK

(via dreamsofthings)

slenderlock:

Problems:

  1. I want this story to be written
  2. I don’t want this story to be written by anyone but me
  3. I don’t want to write this story

(via worstwolf)

orphan black s2 meme | extra color
green [6/5]

(via janesfoster)

I am the most uncoordinated and clumsy girl ever!

(via k-spencers)

current mood: cold war russian spy forced to sing the american national anthem

lancrebitch:

chachipistachis:

ranyakumo:

4chanofficial:

SHIT SHIT SHIT

all those years of smashing pots are coming back to bite link in the ass

^^^^^^^^^ hahahahaha

(via fyeahlilbit3point0)

Geometric abstract sandcastles by artist Calvin Seibert.

(via scienceetfiction)

roachpatrol:

okay, okay, so, imagine in captain america that the serum doesn’t work and steve is still a sickly little bony guy and everyone is absolutely crushed, especially him, and erskin gets shot so there goes his last hope that he’d ever, ever make something of himself. 

then: agent carter finds him, after all the fuss and recriminations, after everyone shouting that of course it wouldn’t work on someone like steve, who doesn’t have anything to work with anyway, maybe his body just couldn’t manage it, maybe his sicknesses were too much to overcome or negated the serum somehow, what a waste, what a fucking waste. carter comes to him and sits down by him and he’s just putting everything he’s got into not crying like the little baby he looks like—that he’s stuck as forever—and she’s like, i’ve been thinking about getting an assistant. someone to keep my affairs in order, and to watch my back. 

and he’s like, what. and she’s like, you’re still enlisted, rogers. and he just looks at her—she’s beautiful and brilliant, she’s this stern and lethal amazon, and she says she has a place for him at her side. as a pet? as  charity—no, no. never. she’d put him to use. he can hold a gun, a pistol, can’t he, if not a rifle? his hands work, don’t they? and his mind works, too, it’s quick and bold—and she looks away, quickly, embarrassed. 

yeah, steve says, quiet, disbelieving, scared to hope for anything else just yet. yeah, i can hold a gun. i, i could, i would—but so can anyone else in this room so why me, why do you want me, you heard them, i’m nobody, always will be— 

being underestimated, says agent carter, is just another weapon. you’ll see. 

and he does. 

(via atwellling)