A truthful sh*tpost meme lmao
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A truthful sh*tpost meme lmao
(Edit: it's comedic satire, please do not take this meme seriously. Just for relatable laughs. We all have different opinions on certain topics. It's called sh*tposting for a reason. Thank you)
Hello, please take a minute out of your day to watch this priceless video on types of shippers. (Warning: It has cursing.)
To whom it may concern: I'm "ships neither popular nor rare ships" "has in-depth reasons for why they love ships" "can't pick a favorite ship type" and "ships non-canon ships.”
I want my ships to be canon, because even though fanfics are really amazing, sometimes my eyes cannot read. I need to watch something and I CAN’T KEEP WATCHING THE SAME 3.5 MOVIES WITH A GOOD PLOT AND LGBTQi characters for FUCK SAKE !
Hey, remember that part in CA:TWS where Steve has a flash back to the day of his mother’s funeral and Bucky is like come stay at my house, sleep in my bed and I’ll hold you while you cry?
Me neither.
He offered to let him sleep on couch cushions on the floor, cause they are friends...and that’s what friends do.
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“ssalogel replied to your post “IMPORTANT QUESTION. Vampires aren’t...”
If you AU stuff enough will it come around full circle back to canon?
Gods I hope not. I have this awful awful AU headcanon about Vlad, like vampire Vlad, living in the present and I just:
“She’s very pretty,” Kate said, attention fixed on Gwen who was laughing at something Andy had said, face bright with happiness as they flirted hesitantly over the table, casting surreptitious looks towards their respective parental figures who made a point of looking away whenever they did. He knew Gwen didn’t care what he thought, she was more than old enough to do what she wanted, but it helped for the look of the thing. Especially when you were supposed to only be nineteen and not going on three hundred.
“Yes, she got that from her mother.”
There must have been something in the way he’d said it, some small inflection that gave him away from the way Kate’s hand hovered over his arm before coming to rest beside it instead. He could feel the warmth of her skin seeping in through his shirt.
“She has your smile,” Kate said, pulling Vlad back into the present.
“She has my humor,” Vlad corrected, taking another sip from his drink. “Her smile belonged to her father.”
There was a beat of silence, followed by, “Oh so you’re not her...”
“No,” Vlad finished for her.
“So you’re...her uncle?”
Vlad shrugged. “Sure.”
That seemed to throw her for a loop, and Vlad laughed, a soft gentle huff of sound. “There’s no blood relation between Gwen and I, but I’ve been a constant in her life since she was born,” he smiled fondly, “Nathan thought it was hysterical that her first word was “vladda”, she thought it was another word for “dadda”.”
“Nathan is her father?”
“Biologically speaking, yes. She's always thought of me as one of her father’s, not much else matters.”
He could see her confusion clearly now, the tiny little wheels turning in her human brain.
“We were lovers,” he said, rescuing her from the question she didn’t want to be rude enough to ask, “her father and mother and I, the three of us. We were together for a long time.” He allowed himself a fragile smile. “We were a very happy family...”
“Were...you’re not any more?”
“No,” Vlad said carefully, looking down at his soft drink and watching the ice melt in the glass.
“What happened? I mean, sorry, I just...”
“They died. A very long time ago. ” Vlad said shortly, looking up at her face and counting the freckles along the bridge of her nose to have something to focus on other than the yawning maw of grief in his chest—great gaping holes in his soul in the shape of her smile and the color of his eyes—“So long ago it feels like only yesterday.”
Me: reads cursed child fanfiction
Me: Wow this is actually better than the cursed child
My brain: but why are you surprised?
my whole tumblr experience can be summed up in what boogie said to janelle in bb14 “always the big brother bridesmaid but never the big brother bride”