peteparkerss:

ATTENTION PLEASE

I made another change for the better. The new url is peteparkerss instead of dameronis. My profound love for Tom Holland have grown bigger and I can’t help myself. I track #userparker which is almost canon. A signal boost will be appreciated, always.

hedaoftheworld:

Ok so it’s the classic story of a young maiden wants a thing and a witch is like “promise me your first born child” and the maidens like “k” and that should be enough but no the witch keeps coming around like “yo where’s my first born child pls” and the maiden is like “bitch I don’t even have a boyfriend” and the witch keeps coming back and being like “how’s the bf search?” And just being generally annoying. then she just keeps coming round and hanging out and they fall in love and the first born child is already the witches and everyone lives happily ever after

softwedge:

“You need a pilot.”
“I am a pilot.”

Finn Week Day 2, Job AU: Resistance Pilot Finn 

dieselfutures:

Loveable Rogue by the Stylish Geek

Edited: For additional credit. 

amidqlas:

If this hyperdrive blows, there’s going to be pieces of us in three different systems… What’d you do? 

amidqlas:

get to know me >> [8/12] tv shows — parks and recreation 

We need to remember what’s important in life: friends, waffles, work. Or waffles, friends, work. Doesn’t matter, but work is third.

wlwvoltron:

angst where character dies: bad

angst where character almost dies but is saved by their s/o and hurt/comfort ensues: god’s gift to the world

peradii:

a story about jessika pava, expanding on a title prompt from the other day. enjoy!

idiopathicsmile:

idiopathicsmile:

“So you see,” said the Royal Advisor, wringing his hands, “the curse states the princess will die on the night before her twenty-fifth birthday–”

“Hang on,” said the princess, “‘ON the night before’–”

The Advisor nodded grimly.

“So what you’re saying is that, until that one specific date, I am effectively immortal?”

“Technically yes, but then–” the King stammered.

“Wow,” said the princess, who was sixteen and did not possess amazing impulse control. “I’m gonna go teach myself how to juggle chainsaws while hang gliding over shark-infested waters, catch you chuckleheads later.”

Here’s the thing about curses that most people don’t realize: curses are selfish.

Not the motives behind them—not necessarily, at any rate—but the curses themselves, the nuts and bolts of the magic, so to speak. If someone wraps an enchantment around you, and that enchantment’s sole purpose is to doom you on a particular day and time—the stroke of midnight is pretty popular, for whatever reason—well.

Something that complex and powerful operates according to its own rules. It wants vengeance, and that means doing whatever must be done to ensure that no rival foe shows up at the eleventh hour to steal its thunder. Princess Hammerhands the Sharkpuncher, as she would later come to be known, was an extremely rash and somewhat foolish person, but the “immortality until you die” loophole is real.

Knowing your body will defy death takes some of the thrill out of death-defying stunts, as it turns out. Some, not all. Princess Hammerhands the Sharkpuncher had some good years on the daredevil circuit. She picked up several neat tricks—a good performance wasn’t just about survival, but artistry, she figured. She befriended sword swallowers and fire breathers and professional dragon ticklers. But after three years, she was feeling antsy again.

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quillpete:

after extensive thinking, i finally decided to change my url! it would be awesome if you could reblog this to spread the word!