Actually Cannot Stop Watching This

Steve: I can’t imagine what Billy is planning to get rid of his dad. But I can tell you two things

Steve: We won’t like it and it won’t be legal

Steve: And we’re gonna do it because we all love and support him

Dustin: We do?

El: We do

Please noo...! 😢 that would be such a waste of good looking talent if you weren't here anymore...😢

Reblog this if you'd care if I committed suicide tonight.

I wouldn’t let you :)

It's been about 5 years since I first discovered the origin of what has now become this legacy of epic medieval warriors for equality and peace...

...damn I'm so freaking happy they survived this long these vastly changing times of the internet. Like this survived for at least five years, probably even longer! While the memes we used a week ago are probably, mostly, already forgotten.

🩷💛🩵 Happy pride for everyone !! 🖤💜🤍💛

Happy Pride 2023, everyone!!! ⚔️🌈

The phandom as the night winds down

everyone who rebloggs this post is fucking gay

me lately

Please reblog if you’re one of those people that your friends can always go to if they need to vent, but you don’t like venting to them because you feel like you’re taking up their time, you’re annoying, you don’t want them to worry, and/or you just prefer to be the one to always help others instead of the one who needs help

I just want to know I’m not the only one

The Fall

Taking a stroll around the deeper parts of the central park, he seemed to be following the silent wailing in the thicker, forest-like parts. The bright, high standing full moon and the countless invisible stars being the only witnesses to the scene, to take place.

"Oh wow, that's sorta but sorta not unexpected to find ya here.. don't ya think?" The breath and sobs from the smaller, cowering figure in front of him hitched and came to an abrupt, muffled stop. It's clear that this man was hunched over, kneeling on the ground with the bottom half of his light beige coat dirty from the muddy forest floor and grass.

"Not talking with me, no more, huh? Well, suite yourself." The taller mans eyes narrowed and filled with slight viciousness, a slim smirk formed on his lips. Then he held his hand out.

"Welp, come on then. It's pathetic enough you make it such a big deal out of nothing."

"Oh hush! Not another single word from your filthy mouth, you vile creature!" Ezekiel slapped the hand of the other away, starring right into the others' eyes. His baby blue eyes were completely void of this special and divine spark, that made it clear he wasn't quiet human but not anymore. Instead they were filled with contempt, pain, sorrow and most abstractly, humanity. All the things that made this whole moment feel so unnatural to Azazel, this beeing the real reason, he felt startled. Well, rather shocked would have been a better description.

"You.. You alone are the reason, I was dragged down to feel such a degrading emotion such as hate! You are the sole reason why I lost my true meaning! And only you are the reason, that the heavens sought to punish me by taking my wings! The reason I am stuck as a human for as long until some divine higher rising pities me enough to forgive the sin of hatred, is you! And I swear to whatever holiness is left in my being, that if it will be because of you, that I should fail this last trial of mine and that the archangels should rip away my halo as result... I will personally ensure, that you not only regret the day that you crossed my path, but the fact that I will never ever forgive you in any way for it." New tears were forming, the split second the former ones either rolled down and fell or were wiped off. His posture slumped over again, as another wave of unbarable hurt, sadness and uncontrolable urge to just cry came over the former angel.

The other only now understood, why he was left on erath with no way back. To find him... the fallen angel, who didn't belong nowhere.

"Wait for real, now..?" With his left hand now on his hip, the other went up to his own mouth, covering it. His eyes wide.

"..fuck-"

"-I neither want or need your played pity, demon! Just vanish from my sight! Preferably until after the last day I have to live this misserable mess of a new life, that you caused!" He was about to stand up and shoo him away,

"I don't want nor do I need your help- ahrg!!"

Ezekiel just manged to stand up, on the first step he did however he fell over, the now former demon, right there to catch him. This excruciating agony comming from his shoulder blades filling his whole body, and he cried out in pain. The other only holding him up for a while, until Azazel too slowly kneeled down with him. And after some failed atempts of trying to get out of the others arms, the now just light blond man stopped struggling.

With the realisation, that this pain must have been even worse for the other, as he fell even further, the first small raindrops started to fall. Suddenly there were more and more until there where storm clouds in the near distance, now cementing and finalizing the fact that heaven had lost another angel, crying for him.

"Come on, now we both can get sick from beeing dripping wet..." Said the one, who was holding the other, as soft as his rough voice would allow him to, just before he scooped him up, cradling and carrying him through the now pouring rain.

Thunder and lightning wandering ever so closer, setting the tone for the rest of the night and the days to follow this event.

Just a little something I had in mind about my characters lol

OC charas:

https://at.tumblr.com/magickizu/704756456807940096/jk28v8a5m9h0

Of course! And don't we love it for that??

Cute bees for more cute bees!

got my hands on a field guide of californian bugs and i found that there's this one bee species in southern california that looks like this

(Actual bugs under the cut, CW for insects)

New headcanon/fic idea:

Thanks to his parents' business background, Steve can and does absolutely ROCK the scandalous CEO look. You know the one I mean: lazily slicked back hair; dark blue suit pants with a black leather belt; tucked in white button up that's not buttoned all the way, but also just enough to not make it slutty; the dark blue blazer, fitting to the pants, either draped over his arm with his hand his pocket or hung by his fingers over his shoulder...

And we all know, that a certain blonde will not be able to look anywhere else, let alone be able to think about anything else than hot, rough, nasty office "love" for at least a week gay.