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[thottythoughtdaughter]

i don't think we, as a fandom, talk about the fact that sam is a vampire.

what... what will darlin' do... what will sam do...

guys. GUYS. I NEED AN ANSWER. can you de-vamp-ify someone. are they just going to grow old and sam has to watch the love of his life slowly die before his eyes knowing he'll be left alone again after everyone he loves is gone.

GUYS.

like the same applies for porter but RIGHT NOW IM WORRIED ABOUT SAM

[sevikasleftarm]

This is a screenshot, not my own post

[frank-vanderboom]

Ideas from @orville-duck 's headcanon that seer (castle audios) and actress Foster's listner are the same person.

Seer not trusting Foster enough to tell her about magic. Them explaining visions as migrains.

Them having a vision of Sebastian's death and that's why they pushed so hard for him not to stay with them and not let him and Foster get close.

Foster comming to glenwood for whatever reason. Seer having told Beth all about her. Them running into each other and Beth on the verge of punching Foster. Especially when Foster lk tries to get Seer back.

Beth being hired as the costume designer for a bit and having to work with Foster.

Ranger is a fan of Sophia. And Seer and her still being friends, she comes over to Glenwood and is at the den and Ranger is in the corner just kinds freaking out. Seer ends up getting a signed thing for them.

When Seer and Beth are moving they find a box of old stuff, like thier wedding ring and a photo album. And that's how Beth finds out about Foster.

[child-of-hades28]

At what point does the plot actually start picking up for the foster actress series?

Cause the first few seem like just regular girlfriend audios.

Helpppp meeee

@literallyranger @orville-duck

[sevikasleftarm]

TAKE YOUR HEADPHONES OFF AND STEP AWAY FROM THE PHONE

ITS NOT WORTH IT

(will be here when you most likely don’t listen):|

[cuuno-moved]

its unreal how all of my favorite characters have exactly the same traits and hobbies and diagnoses as me

[technicalzombie]

oh, have you been tricked into loving yourself?

[cuuno-moved]

oh my fucking god is that what just happened

[dontlistentothemmoose]

nasa employee: oh hey u guys are back early  astronaut: moon's stuck in a time loop.  nasa employee: what?  astronaut: *loading a pistol and getting back on the rocket-ship* moon’s stuck in a time loop.

nasa employee: oh hey u guys are back early  astronaut: moon's stuck in a time loop.  nasa employee: what?  astronaut: *loading a pistol* moon’s stuck in a time loop. do you have extra ammo? this won’t be enough. nasa employee: enough for…what? astronaut: *finding extra clip of ammo, pocketing it, and getting back on the rocket-ship* don’t worry about it!

nasa employee: oh hey u guys are back early  astronaut: moon's stuck in a time loop. nasa employee: what?  astronaut: *emerging from supply closet with a space harpoon, getting back on the rocket-ship* moon’s stuck in a time loop.

nasa employee: oh hey u guys are back early  astronaut:   oh hey u guys are back early astronaut: moon's stuck in a time loop.  nasa employee: what?  astronaut: what?  nasa employee: how did you know what i was going to say?  astronaut: *punching in key pad code for base evacuation signal, getting back on the rocket-ship* i told you…moon’s stuck in a time loop. *red warning lights begin flashing*

nasa employee: oh hey u guys are back early  astronaut: moon's stuck in a time loop.  nasa employee: what?  astronaut: *rifling thru bookshelf of operating instructions, selecting one that says “AIRLOCK MANUAL OVERRIDE INSTRUCTIONS,” getting back on the rocket-ship* moon’s stuck in a time loop.

nasa employee: oh hey u guys are back early  astronaut: moon's stuck in a time loop.  nasa employee: what?  astronaut: moon’s stuck in a time loop. hey, do you have anything to eat? i’m starving. *opens random drawer, finds nothing, closes it* nasa employee: a time loo- uh, we don’t have food in here…we can’t…eat in the control room, only the break-room. astronaut: *sighs* nasa employee:…my lunch is in like 10 minutes, though, and if my lunch is actually STILL THERE and not STOLEN, AGAIN, i can share it with yo- astronaut: nah, that’s ok…no time. *loading a pistol and getting back on the rocket-ship* or…too much time. but thanks, anyway. OK, bye! *alarm begins blaring* nasa employee: you’re…welcome? wait, a TIME LOOP?!

nasa employee: oh hey u guys are back early  astronaut: yup. nasa employee: …?  astronaut: *sitting down next to nasa employee* so…do you ever like…wonder what the meaning of life is? the secrets of the universe? nasa employee: aren’t you supposed to be ON the MOON?! *alarm begins blaring* nasa employee: hey, what the hell is that? astronaut: that’s the code red override klaxon. moon’s stuck in a time loop. oh, and there’s an explosion imminent. But don’t worry, we can deal with that tomorrow. So, you have any siblings? *pulls beer out of space suit, cracks tab* want a drink?

nasa employee: oh hey u guys are back early  astronaut: do you know frank in IT? nasa employee: what?  astronaut: do you know frank, who works in IT?  nasa employee: yeah, but why are you guys back so early?  astronaut: moon’s stuck in a time loop. call frank, tell him there’s a virus in the security patch and the system’s compromised. then get the hell out of the base.  nasa employee: wait what? what? where are you guys going?  astronaut: *loading a pistol and getting back on the rocket-ship* back to the moon. it’s stuck in a time loop. call frank!  nasa employee: *picks up phone* ugh, straight to voicemail. i wonder wha- *alarm begins blaring*

nasa employee: oh hey u guys are back early  astronaut: *grim silence* nasa employee: i said, you guys are back early…hey, what are you…?  astronaut: *randomly opening drawers until they find a pair of scissors and some duct tape, getting back on the rocket-ship* moon’s stuck in a time loop.

nasa employee: oh hey u guys are back early  astronaut: moon's stuck in a time loop.  nasa employee: what?  astronaut: *loading a pistol and getting back on the rocket-ship* moon’s stuck in a time loop. *sticks head back out the door of the rocket-ship* by the way, if you go to the break-room in exactly 2 minutes and 45 seconds, you’ll catch the person who’s been stealing your lunches for the past two weeks. nasa employee: what?! WHO IS IT?! *alarm begins blaring* nasa employee: *running for the break-room* FUCK!!!!

nasa employee: oh hey u guys are back early  astronaut: moon's stuck in a time loop.  nasa employee: what?  astronaut: *sits down, sighs, pulls a beer out from their spacesuit* moon’s stuck in a time loop. nasa employee: …ok, and? hang on, how did you get a beer? you can’t have that in here. astronaut: what do you know about project floyd? nasa employee: I mean, the usual amount? i’m not really on the project anymore, why?  *alarm begins blaring*  astronaut: COME WITH ME TO THE ROCKET-SHIP, we don’t have ti-

nasa employee: oh hey u guys are back early  astronaut: yeah. moon's stuck in a time loop.  nasa employee: what?  astronaut: *loading a pistol and getting back on the rocket-ship* moon’s stuck in a time loop. see you tomorrow. maybe. nasa employee: WHAT?!

nasa employee: oh hey u guys are back early  astronaut: moon's stuck in a time loop.  nasa employee: what?  astronaut: *sighs, rubs hands over face, and loads pistol, before getting back on the rocket-ship* moon’s stuck in a time loop. and, uh…you should call your mother like you’ve been meaning to. and tell her you’re not actually mad and that you will come to dinner tonight. you’re gonna be hungry. nasa employee: wait, what? WHAT?? how do you know my mom?! why am i gonna be - *alarm begins blaring* 

nasa employee: oh hey u guys are back early  astronaut: moon's stuck in a time loop.  nasa employee: what? astronaut: *grabbing two pistols, an extra box of ammo, a pair of scissors, some duct tape, a space harpoon, and a booklet of operating instructions that says “AIRLOCK MANUAL OVERRIDE INSTRUCTIONS,” starting to get back on the rocket-ship, but dropping everything with a horrendous clatter* FUCK! goddamn moon’s stuck in a time loop. *alarm begins blaring*

nasa employee: oh hey u guys are back early  astronaut: moon's stuck in a time loop.  nasa employee: what? also, hey, where’d you get that duffel bag? astronaut: *grabbing two pistols, an extra box of ammo, a pair of scissors, some duct tape, a space harpoon, and a booklet of operating instructions that says “AIRLOCK MANUAL OVERRIDE INSTRUCTIONS,” shoving them into the bag, and getting back on the rocket-ship* moon’s stuck in a time loop.

nasa employee: oh hey u guys are back earl-  astronaut: *grabs nasa employee and kisses them passionately*  nasa employee: what? WHAT?! astronaut: *loading a single pistol and getting back on the rocket-ship* moon’s stuck in a time loop, sweetheart.  nasa employee: what?!? astronaut: a time loop!!! i love you!!! get out of the base!!! stay alive!!! nasa employee: *presses fingers to lips, confused but intrigued, as alarm begins blaring* 

nasa employee:…. nasa employee:… nasa employee: ho hum what a regular day at the office *alarm begins blaring* nasa employee: what the hell is that?!

nasa employee: oh hey u guys are back earl-  astronaut: *grabs nasa employee and kisses them passionately*  nasa employee: what? what?! WHAT!?!? also, hey, where’d you get that duffel bag? astronaut: *grabbing two pistols, an extra box of ammo, a pair of scissors, some duct tape, a space harpoon, and a booklet of operating instructions that says “AIRLOCK MANUAL OVERRIDE INSTRUCTIONS,” shoving them into the bag, then cupping nasa employee’s cheek with free hand* moon’s stuck in a time loop. nasa employee: the moon’s stuck in a what?! astronaut: a time loop, sweetheart, but we don’t have much time ourselves, so you have to listen to me RIGHT now nasa employee: *faintly* …“sweetheart”?! astronaut: in 2 minutes and a few seconds, you need to go into the break-room and find frank. nasa employee: wait, frank from IT? astronaut: yes. nasa employee: how do you know he’s gonna be in the break-room? i can’t just call him at his desk right now? astronaut: how do i know this?! because, one, time loop, ok? and…also…because…heismaybetheguywhohasbeenstealingyourlunchfortwoweeks nasa employee: that BASTARD i KNEW it astronaut: BUT THAT’S NOT WHAT’S IMPORTANT RIGHT NOW. hey! listen to me! go in there, catch him red-handed with your burrito, and tell him lunch is on you FOREVER if he goes RIGHT NOW and checks the last security patch - because there’s a virus and the whole system’s compromised. then you need to get the hell out of this base, ok? nasa employee: …ok. ok. and…and what about you? astronaut: *cocking pistol and getting back into rocket-ship with duffel bag* me? i’m gonna shoot for the moon.

EPILOGUE:

nasa employee: so, how many loops in total? astronaut: i mean, it was hard to keep track. somewhere around six months, if i had to guess. nasa employee: damn. astronaut: yeah. nasa employee: and in those six MONTHS, the best zinger you came up with was “shoot for the moon”? astronaut: hey, you know what, i had some other stuff on my mind! nasa employee: i mean, i guess. it sounded like you found time to flirt with me each time. astronaut: yeah, like i said. other stuff on my mind. *they look at each other, blush, and look away* astronaut: sooooooo. you’re sure your mom is cool with me coming over for dinner? nasa employee: can’t make the day any weirder. plus, i owe you for ratting out frank, right? astronaut: he did help us save the world; we can’t be too mad at him. nasa employee: you’ve had a little while to get over it, i might need some more time. and it wasn’t even your food! astronaut: ok, that’s fair. what if i buy you lunch to make up for it? nasa employee: hmm, when? astronaut: tomorrow? nasa employee: well, i’ll have left overs from my mom, and you might too if you play your cards right. day after tomorrow? astronaut: honestly, anytime is good for me.

*FADE TO BLACK*

[unyieldingsilence]

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[psych-is-the-name]

[unyieldingsilence]

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[mothsrsick]

what’re y’all’s favorite redacted fics??

my personal fav is angel and the alpha!! it’s a beauty and the beast au and i’ve never seen an au be done so flawlessly.

redacted is actually what got me to start using ao3 since i couldn’t find any on wattpad lol. greatest decision of my life.

[sevikasleftarm]

100% Angel and the Alpha

that shit changed something in me

[intergalcticbugbot]

If we ever get a Warden and Vega BA this is my formal request for there to be a scene where Warden sheds their glamour and afterwards instead of holding hands and kissing they and Vega touch horns and intertwine their tails while laughing

Thank you and goodnight

[maxisnotreallywell]

*cutely drops Claire x Ranger art and runs away*

Nah but it lowk looks ass.

[sevikasleftarm]

I’m gonna eat this

[puuuders]

So like what the fuck was sister imperator talking about when she said terzo wasn’t good enough??? Her bitch ass sons ain’t winning Grammys

[formerlyluckymanticore]

Reblog if you will never. Ever. Use AI in your writing.

[likepetalswealleventuallyfall]

im laughing so hard because no matter what song you listen to 

spiderman dances to the beat

no matter what song ive been testing it and lauing my ass off for an hour

[creepymutelilbugger]

hey guys do you want to circulate the heirloom dancing spiderman again i feel like we could stand to do that

[the-jason-todd-impreganator]

Alfred: Master Bruce, Damian is spending one night with John. You will be fine.

Bruce: Yes. Of course. I, a middle aged man, can go without coddling one of my children for one night.

Bruce:

Bruce, already dialing numbers: Tim, would you like to spend the night at the manor? We could patrol together like old times. We haven't done that since you told me you were dating boy Stephanie.

Tim: You mean when I came out as bi on Christmas on top of gargoyles??

Bruce: . . . Is that a yes, or?

Tim: No, sorry, I have a date with Bernard and the night off... I'm free Friday though! And I have this really cool case—

Bruce: Okay bye.

Bruce: Dammit! I hate when they have relationships and lives outside crime fighting.

Alfred: I am aware, Master Bruce.

Bruce, dialing another number: Hey, chum, are you busy tonight?

Dick: . . . Uh.

Dick, looking around the literal spaceship he's in currently:

Dick, looking to the Titans:

Dick, looking at the bandages covering most of his torso:

Dick: Yes—

Bruce, hanging up: I did not adopt this many kids to never be able to see any of them. I know you said no more, Alfred, but—

Alfred: Not unless you marry one of them many fine women you have charmed and have a child that does not dress as a flashlight, storybook character, or animal.

Bruce, groaning as he dials another number: Cass! Sweetheart! My only daughter! How are you? We haven't seen each other in a while. Would you like to spend the night and patrol together?

Cassandra: Sorry, can't.

Bruce: Why not?

Cassandra: It is... personal.

Bruce: . . . You guys have personal lives now?!

Cassandra: Tim is missing a spleen.

Bruce: Tim is irrelevant until he breaks up with his boyfriend and buries himself into his work again.

Cassandra: . . .

Bruce: That sounded bad.

Cassandra: Yes... Okay bye I'm going to go have rooftop sex with Stephanie now.

Bruce, staring at the phone as he's hung up on:

Bruce: . . . Do I have more kids?

Alfred: Do you?

Bruce: I do...

Bruce, reluctantly dialing another number:

Bruce: Hello, my sweet darling angel baby boy.

Jason, with gunfire in the background, deadpanning: Hi, Dad.

Jason, shooting two men in the head:

Bruce: So, how have you been?

Jason: I shot the Joker in the dick last week.

Bruce: And I'm very proud of you for avoiding anything important. How has being a drug lord been?

Jason, sighing heavily, running a hand down his helmet-face: I sold a lot of heroine and meth. Is that what you wanna hear? That meth sales are up?

Bruce: It's better than the cyanide craze that happened last month when Gotham banned divorce for a weekend.

Jason: Yeah. So. Did you need something, or..?

Bruce: Oh. Right.

Bruce: Would you like to stay at the manor tonight?

Jason: . . . Who's asking?

Bruce: Me.

Jason: Oh god.

Jason: Did Damian die again?

Bruce: No, no, he's just—

Jason: Where's Tim?!

Bruce: He's dating boy Stephanie.

Jason: F*CK, I HATE BLONDE PEOPLE! Always ruining my nights!

Jason: Dick!?

Bruce: He's somewhere doing something. He's alive. That's as much as I check on usually with that one.

Jason: What is Cassandra doing!? She's literally unemployed!

Bruce: Stephanie.

Jason: Is she trying to bag the entire family? Good for her, but dammit!

Jason: Okay. Uh. Duke?!

Bruce: He's apparently not mine "legally" and has a "Mom."

Jason: What about Selina!?

Bruce: Why don't you want to spend time with your Father? :(

Jason: Why don't you want alone time?

Bruce: Jason Peter Todd-Wayne, name a full year I went without adopting another child when the manor was empty.

Jason: . . . Damn it! I need to get a girlfriend! Or Roy in a dress! Or just Roy!

Bruce: Get custody of his daughter as well if you do. I miss having a child around :(

Jason: Yeah, but Gotham citizens did a petition to stop you from adopting kids.

Bruce: I don't understand why :/

Jason: Bane wrote a ten paragraph letter as to why.

Bruce: . . . So, you'll come over? :)

Jason: Fine! Sure! Whatever! But you're sitting in on the zoom call I have tonight with my therapist!

Bruce: Hrn... A fine sacrifice. I'll get the photo albums ready.

[renanan88]

reblog if you are a boykisser or girlkisser or just queer in any sense of the word

[succubusboyfriend]

me at any given time: can we just buckle down and focus on the task at hand please???

my brain:

my brain: ……….ranibow sprimkle……………

[succubusboyfriend]

ranibow sprimkle……..

[cr0wswithknives]

kepchup.

[cosmicyeehaw]

SPINCH

[oli-nerd]

B A N C H

[scoobertdoobertlove]

chichen nuggest

[yondus-wife]

b R o G L e

[borzboy]

strawbebbies..

[sprayed-cheese]

this post almost moved me to tears

[were-owl-deactivated20241025]

Tag yourself, I’m spinch or rainbow sprimkle

[justnick612-deactivated20210723]

I’m kepchup lmao

[fysticalmorest]

Brogle and rainbow sprimkle

[atlinmerrick]

This is so charming I feel punched in the solar plexus and I’m here for this sort of gentle, sweet violence.

[kristiemewisstan]

some additions from my own collection

[weepingwillo-deactivated2022071]

[worldheritagepostorganization]

World Heritage Post

[dreamofbecoming]

[mallomia]

i have been blessed by ranibow spimkle, may the world heritage posts bless thee aswell

[decoysender]

No Smorking. Parma Jawn

[trippleacute]

@hellsite-hall-of-fame

[noah-wyles]

forever grateful for the AO3 volunteers

forever grateful to the code reviewers and testers who work tirelessly to maintain the site

forever grateful for the endless people who donate their hard earned cash so AO3 can continue to run

forever grateful for the authors who work and write and continue to produce work contributing to the 16 million fan works

forever grateful to the readers and the ones especially who leave comments, kudos, bookmarks, and encourage authors to keep on writing

and always and forever grateful to AO3 for being an archive of endless choices and hosting some of the greatest works fandom have ever produced and all of it is for free

[coelii]

reblog to give your headache to elon musk instead