Fandom Stuff

Basically a place where I can rant and geek out over all the fandoms and stuff I like. Bands, TV shows, movies, books, and more! Sherlock (BBC and others). Vampire Knight. Bee and Puppycat. Steven Universe. My Chemical Romance. Hawthorne Heights. The Story So Far.

[psychotic-gerard]

you’re not in this alone -> take my fucking hand and never be afraid again -> i’ll never let them hurt you, i promise -> i fought them all off just to hold you close and tight -> i mean this forever -> if you were here, i’d never have a fear -> holding on, i hope you do the same -> things are better if i stay -> i really need you to listen i’m telling you the truth -> we’ll love again, we’ll laugh again, we’ll cry again, and we’ll dance again -> i’m taking back the life you stole -> so give me all your hopeless hearts -> don’t stop if i fall and don’t look back -> i’d encourage your smiles -> so bright the sun is ashamed to rise and be -> defiant to the end we hear the call to carry on -> we’ll make them pay for the things that they did -> we’ll show ‘em all what we mean -> give me sincerity -> if i could figure it out, we’ll both never be afraid again -> i’m not afraid of your condition -> you’ll never take me alive, you’ll never get me alive -> i am not afraid to keep on living, i am not afraid to walk this world alone -> the future is bulletproof, the aftermath is secondary -> so let me be the one to save you -> can i be the only hope for you? -> i’ll keep you safe tonight -> i’ll find you when the sun goes black -> this planet is ours to defend -> salute the dead and lead the fight -> we are never gonna die -> if i ever let you down, i’ll be the one who drives you home tonight -> if you all keep believing, i’ll keep believing -> that for every failing sun there’s a morning after -> tonight belongs to me -> be afraid of who i am, i can take it -> so we’ll press till you can’t take it anymore -> get up coward

[twoweeks]

https://www.instagram.com/p/C5_DBmCBDsc

[dankxsinatra]

[mndvx]

THE MUPPET SHOW (2026)

[ithinkhobiknows]

[pinkfairiesteaparty]

[pusheen]

[aphractal2]

i didn’t recreate it fully but you get the idea

based off the original “do you love the color of the sky” post

[aphractal2]

Mike

Ideas are free for use!!

[injuries-in-dust]

"Beware the quiet humans."

Would have different connections, depending which alien you ask.

Answers would include but not be limited to;

The human was quiet and gentle until...

1) The day we were attacked by space-pirates. We found them covered in blood. None of it their own.

2) That member of the Kamodo race decided to "bully" the human as a means of displaying dominance. I guess they pushed the human too far.

3) The human and I developed a close bond. You could say a romantic bond. Well, one thing led to another and we entered our mating chamber and ... HOO BOY!!!

4) I wanted to get to know the human better, and I noticed they seemed to have a specific interest in [insert hobby here]. I asked them to tell me about it, so I can increase my knowledge... do humans even need to breathe? How have they not stopped talking in long?!!

[hisuianserperior]

Human saliva being numbing anesthesia for Aliens

Human: Injures their hand and starts licking their finger

Alien: What are you doing?

H: Oh this? Our saliva helps numb the pain.

A: How? Why?

H: I don't know man it's instinctive.

A: May I try?

H, a little weirded out but willing to do whatever: Sure dude, knock yourself out. *Spits on hand or whatever appendage aliens have*

A: Hand immediately becomes completely numb and unmovable.

H: Well that was effective

[artsy-writy]

Humans fucking breath oxygen!?

Imagine oxygen being to aliens what chlorine gas is to us.

Human: We're finally here!! The planet we've been looking for 2 million light-years!

Alien: *talking into earpiece* I still don't know why the human captain wanted to come here of all planets- wait- don't take off your helmet!! *closes their eyes*

Human: *takes off helmet and breathes in the fresh oxygen* Oh wow. So this is the fresh air our ancestors breathed when the Earth was still a young one.

Alien: *slowly peaks with one eye, scared* Y-you're not dying?

Human: Yeah, I'm not. Why would you think-

Alien: *trembling* Because this planet is filled with...oxygen

Human: Yeah, I know. That's why we came here in the first place!

Alien: Y-you can breathe this poisonous gas?

Human: Not only that, we need it to survive

Alien: Oh damn, I can't imagine someone breathing any gas other than chlorine-

Human: CHLORINE!? THE SWIMMING POOL THING!?

Alien: the what-

[incorrectvillanevequotes]

[disappointingcake]

Humans are unstoppable...Until they aren’t.

I’m not the most eloquent writer, but I’ve had this idea kicking around for a while and figured I’d put it out into the universe.

A lot of the basis for the “humans are space orcs” stuff is the idea that we’re pretty durable compared to many species, yeah? When it comes to physical trauma, we can bounce back from most things that don’t kill us outright, especially given the benefit of hypothetical space-age technology, and adrenaline is one heck of a drug when it comes to functioning under stress. 

But that doesn’t make us unkillable, and even though we can survive debilitating injuries and not die from shock, it doesn’t mean it’s fun. Dying of shock sucks, but at least it’s probably quick.

So - Imagine a ship, adrift in space, slowly being drawn into a star or something. In order to save the ship, someone has to repair the hyper-quantum-relay-majig on the hull or in the engine or whatever. Bit of a problem though- there’s a ton of deadly, deadly radiation (Wrath of Khan style) or poisonous fumes or, I dunno, electrical current, between the crew and the repair. Like, enough to kill most species instantly, so the crew is just like, ‘welp, guess we’ll die then’. But then.

BUT THEN

They ask the human. Because everyone’s heard the stories - you’re basically unkillable, right? Could you survive long enough in there to fix it? And their human goes real quiet for a second, but still says ‘Yeah, I could fix it’. And the rest of the crew is like, ‘Whaaaaaa, it won’t kill you?’ and the human repeats “I can fix it” (which isn’t an answer, but no one catches that, not yet at least), so they send ‘em in. And the human fixes it, they come back, the ship flies to safety, and the crew is thrilled to survive. If the human is a little quiet, well, they’re entitled after pulling off a miracle. Everyone else is just excited to get to the nearest station’s bar to tell their very own human story, cuz, ‘those crazy humans, amiright?’.

The good mood keeps up until the human is late for their next shift. At first it’s just faint unease, but- but they earned a bit of a lie-in, right? No reason to begrudge them some extra rest, even if it is a little weird for them to oversleep. They’ll be fine. Humans are always fine. 

(Right?)

(…Wrong.)

- What is… help. Help!-

- ake up! You have t-

- been days. You need sleep, you-

- nother transfusion. We could-

- out of sedatives!-

A week later, the crew finally reaches the station. They stumble into the bar, haggard and haunted. And over the next months and years a new rumor about humans starts to make its way through space. A rumor unlike any before.

‘Be careful with your humans’ it whispers. ‘Their strength is not always a blessing. Be sure they don’t do something they can’t come back from, because when a human dies… they die slowly.’

[agentladyhawkeye]

The thing is, humans can be tricky. And if they’re sufficiently pack-bonded with a ship’s crew? And that crew is in danger? They’ll willingly offer themselves up to make sure the crew survives.

They won’t tell their crewmates that whatever danger it is will just kill them slowly, that they can endure the exposure but not the long-term effects.

But the idea that humans can be fragile? Can die later from exposure to radiation or toxins or electricity or even smoke inhalation?

It seems preposterous!

There are too many stories about humans surviving all sorts of conditions that would kill their other crewmates. A human dying slowly, later, lingering and in agony? It’s a creepy story but of course it’s not true.

But then… another crew shares their own story. Their human volunteered to go into the danger zone to fix what needed to be fixed. Or maybe she had to retrieve a critical component or resource. And she lingered. Wasted away. Later the human doctors told their medical team there was nothing they could do but make sure she was comfortable, ease her pain before the end.

And yet another crew, whose human plunged through smoke and ash to make sure his crew could escape. He choked and coughed and couldn’t get enough air. Their medical commander performed an autopsy and found his lungs and throat and sinuses all coated in black soot and blackened mucus and red blood.

So the stories spread. Just because they don’t die of shock, just because they don’t die right away doesn’t mean it won’t kill them. They linger in agony or unconscious or waste away slowly.

But what’s most horrifying of all?

When other humans hear the stories from the traumatized crewmembers?

They aren’t surprised or horrified.

They say “Of course”

They say “I would have done the same”

They say “it was the Right Thing to do”

And they’ll smile (what the crew’s human would have called a sad smile) and toast to the dead. For making “The ultimate sacrifice for the folks they loved” and every human listening will say the name and drink a shot of liquor.

[greatmountainfloofsquatch]

I will always reblog this.

[i-am-a-fish]

you're cute and it's tuesday

[glassvase]

I'm cute and it's tuesday

[ghirahimbo]

@aggressionbread YEAH THIS WAS IT

[resqectable]

“I owe myself the biggest apology for putting up with what I didn’t deserve.”

— Unknown

[golden-letters]

bitch this is all you’re gonna get. this life, this face, this body. you better not ‘maybe in another universe’ your way out of everything. sit your ass down and face this. go make tea and have a picnic and read a goddamn book. kiss your loved ones, send that damn text, and hug your siblings. this is all you’re gonna get.

[apufiah]

The footprint of a Roman toddler has been preserved on this tile for over 2000 years