treshornyboiiz:

writing-prompt-s:

You find out that your significant other is an eldritch horror, that has ultimately been trying to steal your soul by getting you to trust it. However, as it got to know you, it began to bond with you, and no longer wants to steal your soul. How do you react? Do you proceed with the relationship, or leave the creature?

bitch this is the dream scenario

I swear I have read this Sherlock fic

anauthorandherservicedog:

i-am-your-northern-star:

argentvagabond:

keyhollow:

Acting like the crows won’t try to cheat the system.

Acting like the crows won’t snatch cigarettes outta people’s mouths.

Acting like murders won’t fight viciously for terf.

Not gonna lie, the mental image of crows snatching cigarettes from people’s mouths and hands like seagulls do with food is pretty funny

maybe this is how we can stop people from smoking 

Stephen King and Alfred Hitchcock walk into a bar.

demonicsymphony:

foxy-voxy:

kingmieczyslaw:

obsessionisaperfume:

sandraugiga:

msmongoose:

sandraugiga:

msmongoose:

sandraugiga:

msmongoose:

cheshirelibrary:

Cecile Crème Brûlée ?

Joan Cake.

Shit it’s terrible

@the-elegant-walrus @sandraugiga what’s yours? Can’t be worse!

Geraldine Chocolate

My gran hated her name, but I kinda dig it.

I like it? It sounds like you would write cosy small-town romances. People who whimsically buy seaside bookshops and fall in love with someone in a compelling sweater

“Wait! Where are you going! I NEED TO CHART THAT SWEATER, ASSHOLE COME BACK!”

YES! Small town knitter stalking!

As I proceeded to flee the man covered in brightly colored knitwear, who shouted he needed to chart my knitwear, there was a point in which I… confess in my shame and terror… I undressed completly and chucked the sweater in his general direction.

This led to an uncomfortable situation.

I am Hazel Chocolate! (no relation?)

Juliet StrawberryWithNutella

Betty Gummy Bear

I don’t think this works.

No. I survived being named after her once.

However if we go with my grandpa. Thomas Pancake.

This does not sound like a romance novelist. This sounds like a weird scientist. But maybe that’s me projecting because Grandpa’s actual last name is even wilder and he is a weird scientist.

Betty Frosy

I kinda dig that.

Johnlock ♧ and ♦ <3

homosociallyyours:

homosociallyyours:

Playing with the other’s hair & slow dancing! A combo, and proper ficlet length too 🙂 

———————-
“Johhhhnnnnn!” Sherlock yelled as he saw John enter the bar. Behind him, Greg shook his head and stifled a laugh, then made a ‘drinking’ motion with his hand, widening his eyes.

“Hello Greg, Molly,” John said, nodding between them. “Sherlock,” he said, reaching out and patting Sherlock’s shoulder. “How many rounds have I missed?”

“Four,” Sherlock said, raising his glass and smiling back at John.

“Two,” Greg mouthed. Molly giggled and raised her eyebrows in agreement.

“Maybe I’ll start with a bit of yours, hmm?” John asked, reaching for Sherlock’s drink. He took a swallow of the whiskey, enjoying the warmth as it spread through his chest. Greg had turned to Molly, whispering something, and John took the opportunity to touch Sherlock, laying his hand just at the base of Sherlock’s curls and rubbing at Sherlock’s neck and up his head.

Sherlock pushed into John’s touch, then turned his head and nuzzled into John’s palm. John hummed with pleasure and leaned forward to kiss Sherlock, only noticing that he’d been caught out when Molly whooped quietly across from them.

“Can’t save it for tomorrow, can you?” Greg teased.

“Nope,” Sherlock replied, tugging John close to him and kissing him in earnest. Across the bar, someone started playing a song on the jukebox, and Sherlock turned his head toward it. He stood up and took John’s hand, smiling like a fool. “We’ve waited long enough, haven’t we?”

John smiled and looked at Greg and Molly, who both nodded in agreement. “I believe I am going to have a slow dance with my soon-to-be husband,” he said, letting Sherlock drag him onto the floor. He never quite caught up on the drinks, but it didn’t really matter.

Oops rebloggin this one too bc let’s not forget my ass will ship johnlock til I’m dead and buried and bloggin from the good place

the-transfeminine-mystique:

I’ve seen these posts saying, in the words of one of them, “If your job requires you to go against your religious beliefs then perhaps it is time to change careers?” in reference to healthcare workers and government employees who want to deny services to lgbt ppl or others whom they condemn, and i just feel like those posts don’t attempt to understand internal logics at all

like, fundamentalist christian doctors don’t deny trans people medical care because they believe that somebody should provide the care but they just don’t want to be the one to do it. they deny the care because they don’t believe the person should receive care. Their refusal to provide care isn’t just “oops you’re in the wrong field,” as if they were a person with a peanut allergy working in a peanut factory. It is an intentional and calculated part of why they are in the field in the first place — to extend religious control and condemnation to the medical realm.

the pediatrician who spent an entire consultation telling one of my friends at 16 or 17 that he would go to hell if he kept choosing to be gay wasn’t just “not cut out for the job,” he was specifically in that job in order to do that particular thing. Kim Davis didn’t deny the gay couple a marriage license because she couldn’t personally do it, she denied them a marriage license because she thought that people like them should not get marriage licenses and that a clerk should deny them and by god she was going to be that clerk

Saying “if you can’t provide services then why are you in that job!!!” to fundamentalist christians almost always misses the point — that they are in that job specifically so they can selectively deny service

pugna:

mesopelagic:

lesbianganondorf:

boyfriendofficial:

mesopelagic:

all my followers are reblogging that post on how “if youre a trans man on t for longer than 5 years you will get uterine cancer” and 

1)  the link is a huffington post article,  

2)  im not a trans man but ive been looking and cant find any sources on long-term testosterone use having an increase in cancer rates,

and 3)  im not saying this is fearmongering trans ppl but it sure is cispicious

trans men on t: just get your junk checked up by a doctor once a year, you don’t ever need a hysterectomy unless your doctor finds something concerning. if your doctor or anyone else says you MUST get a hysto after a set amount of time, DONT BUY IT

that doesn’t even make sense, considering uterine cancer is associated with more exposure to estrogen. also this article doesn’t have anything regarding trans men, but it does say that exposure to testosterone shows no correlation with proliferation of the cells lining your uterus

long story short theres not enough information on long-term effects of hrt to definitively say “this is going to give you cancer” especially when theres a five year timer on it.

the other post had about 4k notes last i saw – which is hundreds of trans people who now believe transitioning is going to potentially kill them in a few years. please be more critical of what “trans information” posts you post and reblog, because this is straight up cruel

yeah i saw that post a few nights ago and did some looking into it and it basically can be concluded that, like a lot of trans stuff, its different for everyone, but its still worth getting checked out! and heres a good site about hysterectomies that was made for trans men that has a lot of good info too ^___^