Stephen: Tony Look They Named A Burger After You

I wanna write this now

You're blind Bella comments just made me think what if Edward reacted a bit too late at the Tyler car-crash and Bella got paralyzed but he was still weird so Bella suspects him and she doesn't like him at first but wants to turn because it would fix her injuries. That would've made Edward/Bella soo much more interesting.

That could have been interesting, if Bella were seriously injured/disabled by the van accident and wanted vampirism not so much because of immortality or love or beauty but because it would, she hoped, heal her injuries. That would definitely be a new and different take on things and one I’d be interested in reading. …but maybe, to keep the romance theme, over the course of trying to convince Edward/the Cullens to change her she falls in love with him and by the end she’s like “I don’t even care if I never walk again as long as I can spend forever with you.” 

in case you wondering what twitters like rn the answer is "not good"

WHAT?! I'm a female and I didn't know this shit!!

This won’t make your blog look ugly. How could you not reblog this? REBLOGGING THIS COULD SAVE A LIFE!!!

Don’t know if this is common but:

Was sitting at a bar with a band. It was noisy and crowded. Some girl comes up next to where I was sitting and tells the bartender, “Excuse me, but I just saw that guy (customer) right there put something in that girl’s drink.” I didn’t see the guy she pointed to. Bartender turns around and said something, I suspect a code word to somebody, and BAM. Immediately all the lights go on, the manager steps on stage, stops the band, and makes the following announcement:

“Attention: We have a report that someone in this room possibly drugged a young lady’s drink. We request that all women here immediately put down your drink and don’t take another sip. We will replace your drink for free. If you are that young lady, we will notify you when you come to the bar. If anyone is feeling sick or weak, please let us know.”

Wow. Lights stayed on. Band remained off. For a long time, maybe an hour. Cheers from the crowd and nobody complained. Don’t know what the guy did because I didn’t know which guy it was.

That place rocks.

People begging for money again 😡

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He's mine!

Summary: Another girl flirts with your boyfriend, Castiel then tells you he can do better. Your response is to put the bitch in her place and claim what’s yours.

Warning: Some swearing, attempted bullying and body shaming?

Pairing: Castiel/Reader

One shot. Don’t ever let anyone else make you feel ashamed about your body or inferior. If they give it then give it back harder.

You weren’t the kind to go out clubbing or bars. You preferred to stay in, reading books or kissing your boyfriend, Castiel. Castiel was an Angel and being an Angel, he had perks and advantages you found he loved to use on you. Tonight however, you and Cas decided to join the Winchesters at a bar after a successful hunt.

When you got there, you and Cas went to find a table while the boys went straight to the bar to order the drinks. You rested your head on Cas’s shoulder, his fingers running through your hair. You sighed in contentment. Feeling the urge to take a leak, you got up and turned to him. “I’ll be back in a minute. I just need to go to the bathroom, okay?”

He smiled softly at you. “Okay.”

Five minutes later and you were done. You exited the bathroom and looked up only to frown at the sight you see. Your frown turns into a scowl. There with a hand on your boyfriend, was a girl with a bad dye job....and she was touching your boyfriend!

The nerve of her! Who the hell does she think she is? You fumed. You stormed over there until you stood directly behind her. Castiel’s eyes widened at the sight of a pissed off you. You coughed to get her attention and said, “Um, do you mind not touching my boyfriend?” You weren’t outright rude....not yet, but the warning was clear. Don’t touch what’s mine.

The girl turned around and eyed you up and down in distaste. You gritted your teeth and forced yourself not to do something stupid…like knock the stupid tart out. “Your boyfriend? Please, don’t make me laugh. He can do so much better than to go for someone like you. You’re not even pretty, you got no sense of style and seriously? Don’t kid yourself sweetie. I'm way better than you, have a body to die for, I mean, c’mon! Look at yourself!”

By now the Winchesters had returned and were standing nearby awkwardly with wide eyes and pale faces. Uh oh. They had heard what she said and were now waiting for your response. They knew from first hand experience that you often got vicious towards other girls when they tried it on with Cas, especially when you tell them he’s already taken and they’re stupid enough to keep trying.

This time was no different 

You growled furiously and grabbed her arm. A loud slap resounded and she stared at you in shock, holding her now red cheek. But you weren’t done. Not by a long shot. “And just who the fuck are you to talk to me like that? You don’t know me nor do you know him cause if you did then you’d know you’re wasting your time since he’d never go out with a nasty ass bitch like you. We’re together and we love each other very much and no one is gonna get in the way of that. You’re pathetic! Look at yourself. Only desperate, pathetic tramps go after someone else’s boyfriend or girlfriend while they’re with someone else. You’re nothing but a low class whore thinking you’re better than other girls when in reality, you’re nothing but trash!” You took a threatening step towards her and said condescendingly, “Sweetie, I suggest for your sake that you find someone else that will look at something disgusting like you twice, to play with. Or things are about to get ugly. He's mine!”

The girl glared at you in embarrassment and anger but you refused to back down. You barely noticed the silence and tension as the others watched the scene unfold. You were to busy being territorial. He was yours damnit and you protected what was yours. Simple.

The girl seemed to realize no one was going to help her, so with an angry huff she stomped off. You stared after her with a victory smirk before turning back to Castiel and grabbing his blue tie and pulling him towards you, lips crashing together in a harsh kiss. Castiel moaned into your mouth, his hands instantly going to your hips. He pulled you onto his lap and deepened the kiss, making you groan in pleasure. Your hands tangled in his dark hair and pulled hard.

“Who do you belong to?” You demanded.

His eyes went wide and he groaned. “Y-you.”

“You got that right.” You turned to Sam and Dean who looked straight-up uncomfortable. “I don’t know about you guys but Cas and I are going back to the bunker. It seems Cas needs to learn his lesson about who it is he belongs to.” Castiel licked his lips, eyes wide and dilated in lust while the boys exchanged grossed out looks.

A moment later, you both vanished.

For me, he technically IS real. His character is played by an actor.

It’s like a full-blown addiction, but instead of drugs or booze, it’s this fictional guy who’s got her wrapped around his finger. She knows it’s fucked up—knows she’s out here daydreaming about someone who’s not even real—but who cares? This guy? He’s everything. He’s charming in the worst ways, flawed in every possible sense, but there’s just something about him that has her hooked. He doesn’t even know she exists, but she’s ready to fight anyone who says a word against him. Seriously, she’ll defend his honor like it’s a fucking life-or-death mission.

He’s a goddamn trainwreck, but he’s her trainwreck. She’ll put up with all his baggage, his emotional scars, his dark sides, because somehow, that brokenness makes him feel more real to her than any real guy could. He’s messed up, but she’ll fix him in her head every single time. Maybe it’s that thrill of knowing he’s dangerous and untouchable that makes him even more irresistible. He might break her heart in a hundred ways, but it’s the kind of heartbreak that makes her feel alive, even if it hurts like hell.

And it’s never gonna happen, right? She knows that. He’s not gonna waltz into her life and sweep her off her feet. But it doesn’t matter. Because she gets to have him on her terms—no messy reality, no awkward first dates, no risking her heart for real. He’s always there when she needs him, in that perfect little bubble of fantasy she’s built for herself. And maybe she’s a little crazy for it, but at least with him, she’s never disappointed. Every time she replays his scenes, reads the fanfics, imagines their future together—it's like a high she can never quite shake. She knows it's all just a mindfuck, but she’s never felt more alive.

That’s a little strange. Unusual cause most if not nearly all cats hate water. Cool cat.

Today I shut my cat in the fridge.

Okay, so here’s the deal.  Tali loves the fridge.  I don’t know why, but every single time we open it, she bolts for it and jumps in.  She crawls into the back of the fridge and nestles int the smallest little corner she can.  Now naturally, my biggest fear has been that I’ll close the fridge without knowing she’s in there.  And of course, today I went to go grab my Brita filter to pour myself some water.  I wasn’t really watching the fridge, and I just opened and closed it really quickly to put the Brita back while I was looking somewhere else.  And then I looked around and realized that Tali had been in the kitchen, and now she was nowhere in sight.  So immediately, I throw open the fridge door, and there is is, hanging out in the back, content as can be.