Mede Me Giggle

I mean, those are my pronouns

Please reblog if you think that “they/them/theirs” is a valid set of pronouns.

this post must be reblogged by everyone

“I know that you’re leaving and my heart is going with you“

writing fanfiction is the most fun awesome thing on earth. also terrible horrible awful one thousand agonies

I do think fandom would be wildly different if people respected fanfic writing. And I don’t mean treating it as a skill you need to improve or comparing it to published writing—I mean treating it as a hobby worth respect no matter the effort or perceived skill. You don’t look at someone’s art sketches and tell them to go study paintings to improve or to only post something polished. You don’t tell people admiring fanart to go to the moma instead. You don’t go to a gif maker and ask for more gifs minutes after they post. Or ask someone who writes a song to make a second song or tell them how you think they should improve it to your taste. So why do you do all these things to fic writers

OOC

Reblog if you are okay with people pestering your characters about literally anything

Do y'all ever think about how fucking creepy quintessence ghouls are? It all seems so innocent at first until the more it starts to get recognized.

Aether laughing as he prevents someone from tripping and falling, having already seen the incident play in his head due to a chair being left crooked. Playing off catching a heavy book falling from the shelf that would've fallen on Copia.

How Omega will finish anyone's sentence or know what they're looking for, so many times he's handed his pack mates the remote before they can even say anything for the TV to be changed. Knowing true intentions.

Phantom suddenly wincing and doubling over, whining as he lets go of Cumulus' wrist; feeling her period cramp in his own body. Who simply can't work in the infirmary as he's too sensitive and begins to feel so much pain and illness.

Delta, in all he has left of his mind, slowly turning to Alpha who cares for him. "Someone will die in four days. They'll be impaled." And they'll go quiet again, comatose and unresponsive like usual. He's never been wrong before.

Swiss, though he doesn't have much, is ADAMANT that he and Rain shouldn't sneak out tonight. They should stay in, instead. It's a gut feeling. Come to find out next morning, their "spot" had caved in due to water damage and killed a sibling that was hiding there.

Aurora doesn't have much either. She wakes up bawling her eyes out, telling Cirrus her dream of one of the guitar techs putting in a cord wrong, and the moment Dew plugs his in — he gets electrocuted. Sure enough, there was a bare wire and a water bottle too close.

when tumblr dies i'll live under your bed and you can say out loud what you would post and i will say LIKE or REBLOG it'll be just like we're still here

Started out with a study and it just derailed from there.

mutuals if tumblr shut down we are moving to email. we will chain email jpegs back and forth forever<3 this is my promise to you