OMG

It's over Ani, I have the high ground

I am not ready for classes. Fuck this shit

@nerdywitchgeek

I think I won, nothing you say can top my lego comment

I am not ready for classes. Fuck this shit

@nerdywitchgeek

how I read the most toe-curling, spine-shattering, nerve-wrecking, nastiest smut ever written in this god forsaken app

Lord of the Rings + Reductress (Part 8)

This is soo adorable!

Reblog if you’re a Bruce Wayne simp

When Bones is told to put his frustration and anger into something creative…

Same here☺️

I am weak for fanfics when Spock is sick/injured or in some kind of emotional distress and he’s just like “i’m fine” and then Jim or Leonard (or ✨both✨) come and they’re just like “are you though?” And if you have any fics like that, I am begging you, support your local addict and send them. Please. I have no life.

Her Heart's Love: Prequel

 Leaving Home

I roamed the palace halls, watching the wind move the tapestries and smelling the salt in the air. My husband, Gricko, and his friends had all left in order to pay off the debt of one of them. Leaving myself, and my three friends here. The sapphire skies are speckled with clouds, moving with the wind. Birds chirp, leaves and grass rustle, and the sounds of the ocean fill the hall I walk. I can hear the low chatter of people in town, not too far from these walls. I look for my son, born not long before Gricko had to leave. He’s walking age now, his name is Athos, to honor my patron goddess. Footsteps approach, with no intent on being silent, as the thundering noise gets closer, I realize that it’s two of my friends, Cassandra and Helen, as they run around the corner, shouting my name, I finally address them.

“ What do you two need now?” Annoyance is prominent in my voice.

“ We know you needed time alone, to think but-” Cassandra starts before being interrupted.

“ A letter came in, it’s urgent, it’s meant for both you and Gricko but since he’s gone and it can’t wait-” Helen rambles.

“ We brought it to you now, though you will need someone else to go with you, to take the place of your husband,” Cassandra continues, the two changing narrators like they normally do.

“ Alice volunteered to go with you before she left to gather the men, this is a war that you’re being asked to participate in.”

“ Your old clothes from our adventures are being washed now, they should be dry, everything is ready for you,” Cassandra says matter-of-factly, “They are ready when you are.”

“ Who are we to fight for? And who is our opponent?” I ask as I start to head back to my quarters.

“You’re fighting with the Harpers, their leader’s wife has been kidnapped by the Drow, the entire race came together to bring our Harper friends down,” Cassandra informs, “ I am sure that you will find them when you are ready?”

“ Of course,” I reply, already beginning to get ready for war.