Reblog if you support OCxCanon ships!^^
Author: themusechronicle
mcu meme: 1/10 dynamics
steve rogers and thor odinson
Why did you pick your URL?
TMC Fanfic PSA
Guys, if you reblog my fanfiction, do NOT change the format. I format my stuff so that my blog is the one that shows up when they read my work, and it upsets me because some people don’t bother to look and see if something has been reblogged or not [it is a thing, I promise]. When I reblog fics to recommend to people, I leave their format out of respect for the creator of that fic and their formatting [most of my recs are @not-close-to-straight because if you read one thing she writes, you should read everything she writes].
So please, if you like my stuff enough to reblog it, PLEASE LEAVE THE FORMAT I HAVE DONE.
If you are scrolling through Tumblr trying to distract yourself from something you don’t want to think about, or you’re looking for a sign. It is going to be okay. Just breathe. You are alive and you matter.
i reblog this everytime i see it because i always need it and figure others do toom
i needed this and i bet others do to.
Family, stability… The guy who wanted all that went in the ice 75 years ago. I think someone else came out.
Avengers: Age of Ultron (2015) dir. Joss Whedon
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Icefields Parkway Canada
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Going mobile, probably gonna pass out soon. XD
Sundays w/Spideypool #38
From @ships-galore::
Peter’s anxiety gets the best of his spidey senses one day and freaks him out.
(This got fluffy and maybe off topic, idk. I hope you like it!)
SUNDAYS WITH SPIDEYPOOL MASTERLIST HERE
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“Spidey!” Wade found Peter on their usual rooftop, and held up a bag of hamburgers proudly. “I got food! Good greasy shit too. Should bring pimples to your ridiculously perfect skin and do wonders for my self esteem so we should– we should-”
He stopped talking when he took a closer look at the web-crawler, just now seeing that Peter had his hands clasped over his ears, his head between his knees.
“Spidey?” Wade put the burgers down and jogged over to him. “Pete?” he whispered once he got closer and his voice wouldn’t carry. “Pete, what’s wrong?”
He tugged at Peter’s wrist lightly at first, and then harder when Peter didn’t budge. “Hey hey hey, talk to me. What’s going on?”
TMC Fanfic – Moving Day
Fandom: Shadowhunter Chronicles
Ships: Malec
Plot: Art Major Magnus Bane and Music Major Alec Lightwood met the day Magnus transferred onto campus from a French univeristy.
Part of the Dorm Life Drabble series [aka: my gifts for @ofdemonicmagic]
Freshman year for his sister meant that Alec was expecting a new roommate. The roommate he’d had the last two years – a fairly handsome man named Underhill – had graduated early and left Alec feeling oddly lonely despite not being very social. He supposed it helped that Underhill had been like him, but hadn’t pushed for a relationship or anything. The male was a really good friend to Alec, like an older brother, so now a sophomore, Alec was hoping he could be as helpful to whomever walked in the door as his new roommate. Isabelle, darling sister that she was, kept insisting she would be his roommate, but Alec knew the odds were unlikely. The university tried to make siblings grown on their own and believed that pairing them up would hinder that. So he wasn’t at all surprised when he got a call from an irritated Isabelle, which lasted until she discovered her roommate was a freshman named Simon, and Alec could hear the crush develop instantly over the phone. He had laughed and promised he would help her unpack as soon as his own roommate arrived, and his baby sister was quick to hang up.
He went to make himself some tea, setting it down before picking up his Gibson TG-1, his favorite acoustic for the rich sound, and began fiddling with tuning it so he could work on a new video. He was tuning his F sharp chord when there was a knock on the door. Carefully setting the instrument on the couch next to him, Alec stood and moved to open the door –
And had to catch his breath.
The man standing on the other side of the door was just a few inches shorter than him, with caramel skin, dark eyes accented by a dark blue glittery eyeshadow, hair done in a mohawk while a black and silver backpack wrapped over his shoulder. It was beautiful and intriguing and Alec was sure his heart had stopped until the man spoke.
“Hello. I’m sorry if I interrupted anything.” the male finally greeted, having been momentarily stunned at the contrast of dark hair, blue eyes and pale skin.
Alec snapped from his reverie at the sound, and the music major wanted to faint because no voice should sound that damn good. “Not at all. You didn’t have to knock, though. I thought the admin office gave out keys still?” He replied inquisitively, stepping aside to let the other inside.
“Yeah, well, my last uni was, uhm…active. A lot. Or at least my loftmates were.” The roommate said as he set his bag down behind the couch, turning to look at Alec and offer his hand. “I’m Magnus, by the way. Transferred in from PCA in France.”
“France?” Alec asked before a faint blush colored his cheeks and he shook Magnus’ hand. “Oh, uh, I’m Alec.”
“Oui.” Magnus said with a grin. “I was there to get an adventure. When I finished most of my courses, I decided to come back to the States.” he explained. “The dorms here are quite large.”
“Large and soundproof.” ALec agreed. “Unless the students in this hall are just not getting any.” He crossed his arms a little and laughed with Magnus, looking around. “Uh, do you want a quick tour?”
“Sure,” Dark eyes returned to Alec from where he’d been looking at the guitar propped on the couch. He followed Alec around the couch and to the kitchen area.
“So the kitchen we have to keep stocked. My sister and I split our tips from work and keep each other fed, but our parents send money once a month out of some obligation their friends have guilted them into.” he shrugged, pointing to their right as they faced the living area. “Laundry room and guest bathroom is that way, our rooms are to the other side.” He explained, leading the way. “Both of us have our own bathrooms, walk in closets, and the office area is the one at the end of the hall.” he pointed at the doors across from each other and then the one at the end of the hall as he spoke.
“The university pays to furnish all this?” Magnus inquired, sounding impressed.
“Most of it. If you get your own furniture, you can have campus officials pull out the bedroom stuff. It’s what I did.” Alec answered, smiling. “Do you need help with your stuff?”
Magnus gave a smile and nodded as he went to set his bag in the bed in his room. “That would be great, Alec. Thank you.”