Ahh! This Is Fantastic!!

This is such a great finale. The whole series was so well written and you did such a great job wrapping it up. The whole backstory was great and heart wrenching. This was so good!

The Other Side of Hollywood

Part Eight: The Finale

Word Count: 8.6K+

Author’s Note: thank you for reading my nonsense. Tuly, thank you.

Warning: the usual.

If this is the first post you’ve seen, links to the rest of the story (+ masterlist and moodboard) are as follows:

- One - Two - Three - Four - Five - Six - Seven - Masterlist - Moodboard -

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Los Angeles, California. 1995.

“Good morning City of Angels, this is Josh Fern at 106.7, bringing you your daily dose of pop tunes and the week’s biggest hits! We’ve got your sunshine while the clouds stay over our hometown, though they should be gone by the weekend. The time is 6.31, and this is our fan favourite of this week, Waterfalls by-”

The voice was cut out with a bang, a hand coming from under a mess of pillows and comforter to shut off the radio alarm clock. The nails were short, partially bitten away and partially trimmed, the fingers tips calloused and the black nail polish on them chipped away. The arm that followed had a collection of bracelets and wrist bands around it, a catalogue of the last year of events and gifts from friends. It disappeared back amongst the fluffy warm of the grey sheets, its owner hoping for another half hour of sleep.

A loud clatter sounded from just beyond the door, and the bed’s inhabitant sat right up, jumping out of bed, and slipping on a pair of fuzzy blue slippers before running to their door.

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reblog with your sign + if you’re a denim jacket, a leather jacket or a bomber jacket person it for science

The way you write the characters is so real and amazing!!! I can't wait to see where this goes!!!!

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hello everyone!! i hope you’re having a fantastic weekend :) 

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“Is everything alright?”

“Yes!” (Y/N) said quickly. “I’m totally fine, just have amnesia.” She knocked against her skull. “Nothing’s getting in here, I guess.” Before Asami could speak, Korra knocked on the door of the sparring room.

“How’s it going?”

“Well…” Asami started, glancing down at (Y/N). She stared up at Korra, a frown pulling at the ends of her lips.

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I’ve been seeing a lot of anti-Nazi ones, which is great, but I felt like we needed one to show our support for the Jewish community.  

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hello and welcome back! thank you for ur patience! this is another over 5000 words one, so pls enjoy! feedback and sharing is loved and appreciated but not necessary!!

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“Have you talked to him at all since…?” Asami asked.

“Since I completely embarrassed myself at dinner the other night? No, I haven’t.” She situated herself in bed and turned over to look at her friends. “Do you think I should? I mean, it is odd that he just kissed me out of nowhere, right?”

“Mako’s not one to hold back when it comes to his feelings,” Korra said, and she and Asami exchanged a knowing smile.

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Okay seriously. Reblog if you're OLDER than 11.

Soooo good!! This is a great comfort fic!!

Lullaby ~Luke P. imagine

Summary: *Fluff* Luke comes over and finds out his girlfriend hasn’t been getting sleep between school and working. He gives her just what she needs to fall asleep 

A/n: Luke and reader can touch each other in this so you can have it take place before he dies or that she’s a lifer that can see/touch him. Also, I hummed the lyrics to the beginning beat of “Unsaid Emily” and now im 👁👄👁

Requested by: @lukessimp​

Word Count: 909

The Saturday morning light shines through your bedroom window as you stay hunched over your desk. With your eyes peeled open, the pen in your hand continues to scribble against the worn-out notebook. 

“Property of density..” Your lips barely move as you mumble the definition, “No, no no… that’s the property of substance” 

Your eyes move up to your textbook as you try to find the correct wording for your notecard, silently cursing yourself for taking on a double science this semester. You let out a huff, setting down the pen and pushing the palms of your hands into your eye sockets. 

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I’ve seen a lot of posts on my dash tonight about users who are threatening suicide, with other Tumblr members posting in effort to try to get ahold of them. I think you all should see this:

IF THERE IS EVER A TUMBLR USER WHO HAS POSTED A GOOD-BYE MESSAGE, SUICIDE NOTE, VIDEO, OR ANYTHING OF THE SORT, PLEASE FOLLOW THIS POST.

1. Scroll to the top of your dashboard.

2. See the circular question mark icon at the top? It’s the third one over from your home symbol. Click on that, and a screen similar to the one in the picture will come up.

3. Where you can type in questions, the box with the magnifying glass at the top, type in the word “suicide.”

4. Click on the first link that shows up. It should say, “Pass the URL of the blog on to us.”

5. Type in the user’s URL and tell Tumblr admin that the user is contemplating suicide and has posted a message indicating that they are going through with it or will be attempting. Hit send! Tumblr administration will perform a number of actions to contact the user and take the necessary steps to prevent the suicide.

TUMBLR: THIS COULD SAVE A USER’S LIFE. PLEASE DO NOT IGNORE SUICIDE THREATS.

Reblog this to keep other users aware. Suicide isn’t a joke, and neither is someone’s life. If you didn’t know this, someone else may not, either. Pass it on.

I’m stick to god of the fact that this series doesn’t get enough attention on this hellsite so I’m TAKING ACTION. 

Go read Stalking Jack the Ripper by @kerrimaniscalco right now!!

*Artwork is by @phantomrin