Photoset reblogged from The Hat is Here! with 13,918 notes
I can neither confirm nor deny anything in this gifset…
[I love classic Whedon humor.]
I BET IT WAS COULSON BECAUSE CAPTAIN AMERICA SHIELD
This will be awesome. It’ll be like Buffy all over again…
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Post reblogged from WriteWorld with 107 notes
Are you sure there were no survivors?
In one sentence is the spark of a story. Ignite.
Mission: Write a story, a description, a poem, a metaphor, a commentary, or a memory about this sentence. Write something about this sentence.
Be sure to tag writeworld in your block!
I could maybe write something about this one….not sure I can take the inevitable mental snap that comes with me trying to write.
Then again I said I was giving up…i…I don’t know.
Wish I could still believe the lies they tell children…that working hard, trying your best, following your dreams and being honest, kind and true paid off….
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The last episode of Buffy the Vampire Slayer aired ten years ago today on May 20th, 2003
Fuck….I am old,I was 16….
Source: whedonesque
I’m giving up on writing. No point in torturing myself over something I am no longer capable of doing.
So two more chapters down, just one more to correct now and then some reformatting and then I’m done.
Photo reblogged from YOU'RE ALL JUST JEALOUS OF MY JETPACK with 997 notes
My new book of cartoons “You’re All Just Jealous of My Jetpack” is out now. Details are here.
Quote reblogged from (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ～✧~*FEELS*~✧ with 15,676 notes
Being a good writer is 3% talent and 97% not being distracted by the internet.
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nobody leaves without singing the blues.: Fairy-Tale Logic →
Fairy tales are full of impossible tasks:
Gather the chin hairs of a man-eating goat,
Or cross a sulphuric lake in a leaky boat,
Select the prince from a row of identical masks,
Tiptoe up to a dragon where it basks
And snatch its bone; count dust specks, mote by mote,
Or learn the phone directory by rote.
Always it’s impossible what someone asks—You have to fight magic with magic. You have to believe
That you have something impossible up your sleeve,
The language of snakes, perhaps, an invisible cloak,
An army of ants at your beck, or a lethal joke,
The will to do whatever must be done:
Marry a monster. Hand over your firstborn son.—A.E. Stallings
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