Stan Lee’s Superohero Selfie with Deadpool, X-Men Apocalypse & Fantastic Four (x)
Don’t worry. It’s gonna be just like taking a walk in the woods… 65 million years ago.
got all these w o r d s can’t waste them on another so i’m straight in a straight line running b a c k t o y o u.
You mean I’m not Terran?
"You said that the sorcerer doesn't make deals. Especially with people like me. Why is he doing this now?" "The hat is important to him."
Can I request some holiday fluff set in your Lend Me Some Sugar universe?
One of these days, I will have restraint. The full Lend Me Some Sugar series is right here.
Part 1 – Part 2 – Part 3 - Epilogue: My baby don’t mess around (Because she loves me so) –Drabble: Sexual healing – Drabble: Untitled – Drabble: We get together, oh we get together.– Drabble: Sky full of stars.
If only in my dreams
“Are you going to decorate?”
She looks up from her book to find him staring at her, black hair in a total mess as it usually is whenever he is eyeballs deep in books about rare brain eating organisms or whatever the hell it is these days, fingertips lightly toying with an errant strand of hair. She swats his hand away and he grins, folding his hands behind his head instead as she turns back to the open volume on her lap.
“Am I going to decorate for what?”
The noise he makes is incredulous at best and she rolls her eyes, focusing on the blurry words of the law manual instead of the way his hand is now skimming up and down her arm. There are other things she would rather be doing than studying for her final, and all of them have to do with putting those almost-doctor hands to good use.
“Seriously, Swan?”
She wracks her brain and for one terrifying moment she thinks she’s forgotten his birthday, already awarding herself worst girlfriend of the year honors. But then she remembers she made him strawberry shortcake and his birthday wish had been some creative uses for the whipped cream filling and it had been hot but also hot and – June. His birthday is definitely in June.
She looks up at him with a frown and he pushes the glasses up her nose with his pinky, soft smile curling the corners of his lips.
“It’s Christmas next week.”
“Oh.” She taps her pen against her book. “I suppose that explains the bush pretending to be a tree in your living room.”
"I a m n o t a f r a i d :
Dear staff,
you just changed the post width, because there was no reason not to - according to you.
- Is the creative work of your massive user base no reason? Are their efforts, artworks, fanarts, gifs, edits no reason?
- Is the devoted work of thememakers no reason?
You’re literally spitting your own users in the face. Blatantly showing you have no interest in making things functional or comfortable, even unintentionally.
You see, this is what’s wrong with “new features”: most of the time they’re not even useful. I’m sure noone would be complaining if you introduced new elements that actually had a purpose (the sticky header was not that much of a bad idea, may I add, but many disagree). But this? This is ignoring the people that are maintaining your website.
They don’t use this site for you. You’re supposed to be helping them, making their experience easier and more enjoyable. The least you could’ve done is making a poll of some sort to see if people are actually agreeing with the things you had in mind.
Please, if you have any respect for the massive amount of people who use this site to expose the stuff they make - let that be gifs, drawings, digital art, themes, etc. -, revoke the post width change because it’s completely unnecessary (you admitted it!), and it’s ruining years of effort, years of work. All the users had created almost everything with the 500px width in mind, which has been like that for MANY YEARS.
If you value your users, please, change it back.
captain swan kisses — fake magazine articles (click for better resolution)
CS AU Week: Alternate Version
Everyone’s favorite med student.
Lend Me Some Sugar, I Am You Neighbor by bemusedbicycle
Make me choose between two things.
dane-dehaan asked chris pratt or chris evans.