Come-on-this-is-funny

you gather every last ounce of your courage, and you take a deep breath. you can do this. you can tell your father.

it takes a lot of effort, but you say the words.

“i…i have something to tell you. i hope you’ll still love me. i’m…i’m gay.”

your heart drops, and your pulse quickens. there’s a pause. you could cut the tension in the room with a knife.

then, suddenly.

“hi gay im dad”

I Find It Cute When Boys...
  • Ginny:Lets you wear his sweatshirts
  • Luna:Listens to you when no one else does
  • Pansy:Likes cuddling
  • Hermione:... Have proper grammar
  • Harry:Have that little half-smirk thing going
  • Draco:You mean like me? *wink wink* *smirk smirk*

terra from teen titans is still one of the most well-written antiheroines i’ve ever come across. she was allowed to be charming and funny, spiteful and angry. everything about her motivations was understandable, and we could see the layers of abuse and manipulation that led her down her path. her redemption was entirely in her hands but still a fragile thing, and she carried so much guilt and remorse that she was unreachable in a way that tragic villain boys often are. that’s why i love her so much. female characters don’t often get to be everything that makes villains so interesting to me. she was never polished down to being simply evil for the fun of it or a victim trapped by circumstance. she’s the wise-cracking tenderhearted asshole who’s afraid of letting people get close to her. she’s the witch girl with powers she can’t control but who still maintains complete control of her narrative agency. her story is a tragedy not because of how it affects other characters but because she herself continues to struggle under the weight of her decisions and failures. her triumphs sing and she is so, so human and i’m just glad she exists.

sarcasmfish  asked:

*comes back through the line wearing wig and funny glasses as a disguise* Uh... D3 or E1 for Dunstan. *slinks away, no one the wiser that she had already sent in one earlier*

Beginning of the game:

End game:

anonymous asked:

Just curious, but why do you dislike Sasha? I'm pretty neutral when it comes to her. I never once found her antics funny. She's just... there.

You said it youself. She’s just there, and I wouldnt be bothered if I didn’t know she’s still there precisely because, while being totally irrelevant and impactless to the story, she still manages to destroy the tension. I know she’s still alive only for the sake of disconnecting the readership/keeping a tone that’s more fit to the target. And that’s irritating.

vine

What I want

Okay so I found my dead grandfather’s journal from 56 years ago. This is some old stuff, okay, and I was like yeah I’m gonna read a page or two. 

Basically he wrote down this road trip he did with a friend of his (name is Giulio) but at some point it gets so weird.

I’ll try my best to translate it from italian to english (english is not my first language) and well, I’m also having a hard time trying to read my gandpa’s writing cause he wrote like a drunk snail.

Now, beware, my grandfather was an italian man dedicated to work, church, work and work, who believed in the traditional family and all that Jazz. But at some point I reach this part where he writes: “yesterday me and Giulio slept in the same tent as mine was stolen at the gas station. As it was really cold, we slept close. In the middle of the night I realized that the warmth next to me did not belong to my Nadia (his fiancé at the time, my grandmother). It was the most intense feeling I’ve ever felt”.

And I was like allright that’s some weird no homo bullshit but who cares.

BUT THEN IT JUST GETS WORSE.

“I was having a cigarette whilst Giulio was asleep in the car, having a nap before we hit the road again. In the midst of the smoke of my tobacco, I saw his face and thought that the woman who is going to marry him will be lucky”.

Grandpa, what the hell? 

BUT OH NO IT JUST GETS BETTER.

“We shared a bed. Old motel did not have spare rooms, it was awkward at first. Then I started thinking that the warmth of Giulio’s body is somehow becoming more familiar to me then Nadia’s.”

Now, I have like seventy more pages of this goddamn journal but I am pretty fucking sure my gandfather had the worst crush over his best friend.


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