#yaaaaaaaaaaaasssssss

[eighthmark]

[teambleckpowa]

IM GOING TO COMICCON TODAY IS THE DAY

[permasleepbye]

It's fancon tomorrow. It's FANCON TOMORROW! I think besides seeing all the amazing cosplay the thing I'm looking forward to the most is meeting Ian Churchill and Jason Aaron. I mean how cool is that! I get to met the artists and writers of some of my favourite comics and characters!

[gaynewdeal]

🙌🏾🙌🏾🙌🏾🙌🏾🙌🏾

[iusuallycantsleep]

Me excited about the X-Files being on in 15 minutes: * jumping in the bed screaming*

[permasleepbye]

Hiatus

Hey guys, I'm going on a camping trip as of today till Sunday and I won't have any wifi, so I won't be on much at all. I might pop on once or twice depending how long my data lasts but just letting you guys know ♡♡♡

[artemesias]

Ya girl got a sports bra!!!!

[iwasthedogtheytriedtobeat]

Holy crap, run! [x3]

Holy crap, run!:Something has gone wrong, and it has become immediately dangerous for our characters.

“Oh fuck.” Was about all Jeff could get past his lips, his feet already hitting the dirt, shoes splitting into the soft lawn and kicking up the sod.

There came one big bang, then another, then a series of explosions that launched into the sky in a cataclysmic array of lights and high whistles from the fireworks being set off. Dogs barked from blocks down, lights flicked on in the nearest houses, people coming out on their doorstep with their phone’s wires stretched to the max as they, no doubt, called 9-1-1 for assistance with the mystery explosion. Jeff’s eyes went wide as he looked back for his friend, skidding to a stop when he didn’t immediately see him.

“Jesus, Billy, where are you?” He hissed into the darkness, heart pounding. “We don’t have time to fuck around, Miss Lehman’s got her lights on n’ her phone out.”