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fiorella-nayaholic

“Tell me again” R.I.P

#my babies

girlyy-lovee

#my babies

hangthebloodycode-deactivated20

reblog this if you actually like following me.

me: *takes a deep breath* i lo-

everyone else: Yes, you love Rafael Casal. We know. You love Rafael Casal so much; he's the light of your life, you love him so much. You just love Rafael Casal so motherfucking hard. WE KNOW you love Rafael Casal, you fucking love Rafael Casal, goddammit Rafael Casal yes okay, we get it. RAFAEL CASAL. WE GET IT, shut the fuck up already. WE ALREADY KNOW, YOU LOVE RAFAEL CASAL.

#about El

Your fic is so good!! The only feedback I could think is detail! Add more details to things. Show Lin's expression when the reader sings and how he falls deeper in love with them. Stuff like that!

Thank you! Thank you for the feedback i will keep it in mind for sure💞💞

holdingtotheatre-deactivated201

when they said revolution and you thought they were joking but now your colonies are gone

JONATHON GROFF

IM CRYING OVER GLEE SAMS LITTLE SISTER AND BROTHER ARE THE CUTEST AND THE SONG HE'S SINGING TO THEM IM EMO

You're writing is gonna be great! Why? Because you are great!

THIS MADE ME SMILE💞💞 I appreciate you

HEY YOU RUDE ASS ANON THATS WHERE YOURE WRONG BC I KNOW AT LEAST ONE PERSON WHO LIKES EL AND THATS ME

Ily anon thank u

Ily

Ily2

Ur writing is gonna be so bad when you post it

Mhm

I cant wait for you to post ur writing bc we all know its gonna be horrible

??? This makes me feel so much better about my writing !

Ur gay

U RIGHT IM G A Y

Tbh no one even likes you, if i asked any of your friends they would say this is correct

I mean i hope my friends dont agree. Idk tho

forth-schuyler-sister

Baby Lin, Ant and Chris

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Reblog to save a life.

expert-jumper-deactivated201312

It is the year 2046. The time has come for the annual Blog Inspection. Armed android wardens begin to arrive at the homes of the country’s prisoners who were once called citizens. A warden knocks on a ramshackle door. It is answered by an old man, bedraggled, starving, weary. The robotic guard’s abdominal display screen flickers to life with the image of a popular post on tumblr. “This has to be on everyone’s blog at least once,” intones the android. Fear enters the man’s eyes. He has not reblogged this post. He shrieks and, with one fell motion, blasts a hole into the android’s head with his laser magnum. Everyone in the neighborhood watches on in horror as the man, calling for liberation, is tackled by dozens of androids. His screams die with the buzz of plasma spears. There is no freedom. This has to be on everyone’s blog at least once. Everyone’s.