I know I'm late but LOOK AT THAT BODY

“Hey, does this look good?” Alec asks, voice getting louder as he shuffles into the living room, his dress shoes making small noises on the wooden floor.

For the past fifteen minutes, Magnus has been comfortably sat on the couch, waiting for Alec to finish getitng ready so they can leave for their date night. What’s strange is that his boyfriend has been unusually secretive about his outfit, immediately piquing Magnus’ interest. He turns quickly, one arm swinging over the backrest of the coach and all playful words die on his tongue.

Alec looks exquisite, even in the artificial lighting of the loft. He’s wearing a diamond-patterned dress shirt paired with dark pants and matching accesories - the fabric hugs his arms and chest, stretching with every movement of his hands as he buttons up the very top. 

Magnus swallows, his throat suddenly dry and nods in lieu of a real answer, eyebrows stuck near his hairline. He’s not that hungry for seafood anymore, he’d rather devour Alec, a five-course meal standing right before Magnus’ eyes. He smiles, thumb pressed against his lower lip and Alec picks up on the well-known tension between them, his mouth curving into a pleased grin, bold and comfortable. 

“Who do I need to thank for this outfit?” Magnus hums appreciatively as he stands, crowds against Alec to brush his palms down those broad shoulders hidden under a thin layer of expensive silk. Beneath the desire, beneath all of the fondness Magnus feels for this man, there is pride that Alec feels he can be himself, uninhibited, out in the open like this. 

“I may have gotten inspired by my fashionable, magical boyfriend.” Comes Alec’s nonchalant answer and it makes Magnus chuckle. He steps forward, guiding Alec back towards the wall nearby. 

“He won’t be able to keep his hands off of you, I’m sure.” 

When Alec’s back hits the wall, he gives a little gasp, his eyes twinkling with something mischevious; he knows exactly what he’s doing. Magnus kisses him, hard and like he’s falling, like it’s the last thing he’ll do in his life. It pulls a different kind of noise from Alec’s chest, as their mouths shift together, bodies like magnets until there’s no space left between them.

When they part moments later, both breathless, Alec doesn’t look so smug anymore when he speaks, hands pressed against Magnus’ chest. “Aren’t we going to be late?”

Magnus shakes his head. 

“Who cares?” 



Oliver Queen admitting his feelings for you and kissing you after a near death experience.
••• Requested by Anon •••

Your fingers gently ran over the irritated skin surrounding the arrow wound that shot right through Oliver’s shoulder. It had been sewn shut, but by the way that he flinched at your touch told you that it still bothered him.

“I’m surprised you aren’t dead yet.” You said, gingerly moving the fabric of his hoody away as to get a better look. “It’s not like this is the first time you’ve been bested by one of those league arseholes.”

“She caught me by surprise.”

Biting you lip, you stopped yourself from throwing him a particularly nasty insult. Instead, you merely dabbed away the last of the wet blood from his shoulder before dumping the soaked tissues. You avoided his gaze as you tidied up the medical supplies you had laid out before he had stumbled to your aid, including the fresh needle and thread you had out.

“I’m sorry.”

You perked up at the words and turned towards him again, your breath getting could in your throat when you saw the genuinely apologetic look he was giving you. “What was that?”

Oliver rolled his eyes. “I’m sorry I was reckless,” he said, “and I’m sorry that I risk my life every night and I’m sorry that you have to patch me up.”

“Are you being sarcastic?”

“Don’t be difficult, (Y/N).”

He suddenly jumped of off the bench. That was when you found yourself cornered between the shelves and Oliver’s body. The hoody he was wearing was hanging off of his shoulder, revealing most of his bare chest and toned muscles. Your eyes dragged over his body in one swoop before coming up to his face. He was looking down at you with an almost predatory gaze, but his eyes weren’t looking into yours. They were far to focused on your lips.

“Are you going to kiss me, Mr. Queen?” You asked him, the corners of your mouth quirking upwards.


I feel like Eren marveling over Levi’s beauty and making him feel special should be talked about more. Like, Eren kissing Levi’s neck and running his hands up and down his legs softly because he loves the feel of his soft skin. Eren stroking Levi’s silky locks and kissing his hands. Eren holding Levi in the late hours of the night for no reason other than to tell him how goregous he is and how lucky he is to have him. Think about it.

The way he looked at me. Oh my, I’ve never felt such things. Here… I guess it was like this. You know… When you feel an unexpected gust of wind come by you and you shiver? That’s what it was like when he looked at me except my body didn’t shiver. My heart did.
—  She talked about him like he put the stars in the sky.

detvardet  asked:

it's not like im dead or anything ha ha ha.. buT JO WHAT WAS THAT. the new ep destroyed me. i dont think we had ever seen this side of alec before? just how overwhelmed he was with fear bc of Mags, it was all so different to me, it seemed surreal but was amazing. and we got hugs?!!! and listen up, hugS, not a hug!! i cant rn.(also come on the kiss couldve been juuust a lil longer like the wedding one BUT HEY IT WAS STILL MAGICAL). im so happy rn. oh, and, when is climon going to end again? meh.

HAHAHAHA Nitsa your first line got me doing that same dry laughter. 

I KNOW. MALEC ABSOLUTELY AND DEVASTATINGLY RUINED ME. I cannot read/watch another love story again. Alec losing his entire grounds when he sees Clary and relates it to Magnus having been at the Institute, then looks at all the fallen Downworlders and lashing out at them because, where is Magnus? Scrape that, more like, please be anywhere, anywhere but here. That soft oh, god that goes beyond those two words; that has Alec praying to the angels for Magnus to be safe as he fleets from room to room, body to body, just to make sure it isn’t Magnus. Sure, he can recognise him from miles away, but he isn’t taking any chances. 

Then him running out of the Institute, not even realising it’s already day, still mumbling low prayers with furrowed brows. Where, where do I go next? And he feels a firm grip at his elbow; please, and he catches sight of Magnus and slams straight into his arms, feeling Magnus’ arms circle around him, warm and secure. Thank God, Thank God, Thank God, you’re safe. And Magnus starts talking and he hears Madzie and Catarina and he’s hearing but not listening because Magnus is safe. He’s here, with me. Alec knows it’s an understatement when he says he was terrified, because what he felt was more like a bottomless pool of dread, like bile forcing its way up his throat, like a hand around his neck. Wait, was that what Magnus felt when he saw him on that ledge? This…this feeling of impending loss, it’s too, too overwhelming, too overbearing, too much like…I love you. I love you I love you I love you. The need to know and let know right at this moment. The kiss to let each other know, I’m glad you are safe and I want to keep you safe for the rest of eternity, however long eternity may be for us

I’m so gone at this point, but look, their foreheads touch and their breaths mingle and in that moment, nothing else matters but them. If they could, they would melt into each other, but they have to settle for another tight embrace, taking in the warmth of each other’s body, with the musky smell of blood and fatigue and love

anonymous asked:

Chocobros reacting to catching their fem S/O looking at prices for plastic surgery? I'm petite and I've been having worse low self esteem lately about my body <___<;; Bless you for your lovely blog <3

Thank you Darling! Yet hmmm. plastic surgery is one of those things that I’m always kind of confused by. I understand the want to make yourself the type of beauty that you enjoy, yet it’s always so scary the stories you hear.



“You sure you want to go through with this?” Noctis asked looking up from the booklet that you had bought in with you.

“I…I don’t know.”

Noctis made a small murmuring noise, “Well if it will make you happy. I mean I know a lot of people that have it, but still…”

You begun to make your fight for the need, only to stop as you felt Noctis’s hand on your own.

“If this is what you want, then I’ll support you.”

You looked back to the broche, than to your boyfriend, “I want to think about it more.”




You looked to the paper in Prompto’s hands that he had fished from the recycle bin, “Prom…”

“Is this where you went earlier?” He asked, as you nodded softly. “What was it for?”

“A tummy tuck.”

Prompto faltered slightly, he could understand that, luckily he started to lose his weight as a child, so that as he grew to his final height the loose skin wasn’t too bad, and the marks were now very much faded. “Are you sure you want to go through with it?”

“I made the appointment, but I’m kind of nervous.”

Prompto sighed softly, “I just hear so many bad stories and if something were to happen to you, I just don’t want you to regret it.”

You took a deep breath looking to the man, “It’s not until the end of next month.”

Prompto moved forward wrapping his arms around you, “I think you’re perfect the way you are, no matter what you pick.”



Steroids, enchantments and hormones were all a part of Gladiolus day. He fortunately did not need them, but he had suffered through and provided enough broken noses within in his lifetime to know that plastic surgery was a thing, yet to find you had decided to do it for cosmetic reasons, because you were not comfortable within your own skin, he couldn’t wrap his head around it.

Gladiolus was a man very comfortable within his own looks, so he couldn’t understand the need for a tummy tuck, face sculpting, or additions to his body that weren’t for disfigurations or life threatening situations.

Yet he did know that your happiness meant everything to him.


Gladiolus turned to you, sighing heavily he looked back down to the pamphlet on the living room table, “I support you whatever you want, Babe.”



You felt like a kid with their hand caught in the cookie jar, as Ignis stood before you with the doctors pamphlet within his hand. “Ignis, I…”

“You don not need to explain yourself to me.” Ignis replied. “I just want to make certain that the doctor you have been speaking to has be certified. I know you are smart enough, to know that this isn’t something that in a one and done, this is a life time commitment. Plus there is also the recovery period and the things that can go wrong.”

“Yes, I do understand that.” You replied, knowing that he was worried, as there were a few things that could go wrong.

Ignis placed down the pamphlet, removing his glasses from his face, before pinching the bridge of his nose. “I for one believe you are absolute perfection the way you are, yet this is not about me. I support your choice, yet I want us together to make sure that you will have only the best, I love you too much to let some…some…”

“Quack?” You suggested.

Ignis chuckled pressing a kiss to your forehead, “Sure, get his hands on you, and hurt you. I do not want you to be another horror story.”

“All right.”

anonymous asked:

Hello, so I'm a gender fluid person, and I tend to get dysphoria sometimes because i have an afab body. I was wondering if you have any tips for binding without an actual binder? (i'm not out yet and can't purchase stuff online without my parents knowing)

Hi! I’m so so sorry for the late reply.

There’s lots of ways to bind without a binder, but they’re just not as effective. The ones that I would recommend are sports bras, bralettes, and camis.

Some sports bras will definitely flatten your chest. You just have to find the one that works for you. I would try to look for something that doesn’t have a very tight elastic band, because it’ll hurt your ribs.

Bralettes work like magic. But you can’t get those lacy bralette things, you have to something solid. Again you just have to find something that works for you. I would recommend going to wherever you buy bras and looking there, or even online just use a sizing chart. 

Camis do a lot to flatten your chest, if you get the ones with the sewn extra layer. You just have to wear it backwards. 

Also you’ll look flatter if you wear loser clothing. So size up your t-shirts and you’ll look flatter anyway. Also layering really helps with flattening, this is why everyone likes flannels. 

Check out the links below for more information. And also remember that you always have to bind safely. Just because it isn’t a binder doesn’t mean that it can’t be harmful. So if it hurts, that’s your body telling you that something is wrong, and you should listen. Also remember that ace bandages are never ever an option. Always be safe!

Hope this helps. Good Luck!

Helpful Links

Sports Bra Rec

Sports Bra Rec 2

Binding without binder ask

Using a cami to bind

anonymous asked:

can I just take a moment to say, that tornado looks absolutely freaking incredible? the whole swirl of body parts, the expressions and everything. I've been following this comic since early chapter two, and I'm always astonished and in love with your art

Thanks, Anon, I really appreciate the kind words! I try my best with every page.

I’ve been a little anxious about the future of the comic lately. I love it as much as ever and I am in no way burnt out, but I know the site breaking and the various hiatuses have lost a lot of readers this year. The break I need to take in a few pages in order to produce the next chapter isn’t going to help either. Whatever happens, just everyone know I’m always behind the scenes trying my hardest to keep the lights on, and to produce something I can be proud of and that hopefully entertains and occasionally moves you. I would pack it up before I ever phoned it in.

Thanks for sticking with me, guys <3

anonymous asked:

I want to cosplay yoonbum really badly, but I don't really have the body type for it.

Anon, you should never have to feel that way. If you want to cosplay Yoon Bum, then you go for it, regardless of your body type or how you look. If anyone gives you shit for cosplaying a character you don’t look similar to, then fuck them. No one’s going to perfectly look like a 2D character.

This goes out to anyone: don’t let your physical appearance get in the way of having a good time and cosplaying.

anonymous asked:

I've always identified as lesbian since I am female and I like females. But lately I have started to wonder if there is something to the genderists idea of gender. I hate my female body and want to look as masculine as possible, and I have always only been attracted to women. I have started to wonder if I am a transman after all. I don't know and I'm confused!!!

Hi, there! 

Okay, so, first of all, I’d like to say that a lot of lesbians find that they do not experience gender the way they’re “supposed to”. In fact, gender-nonconformity in childhood is directly linked to homosexuality (in other words, gay people have been proved to be more gnc [x]). Society has created a unreachable mold for womanhood, and equated it to femininity. If you don’t match femininity, then it makes sense you wouldn’t feel like you have any claim to womanhood.

Society has equated womanhood to high heels, make up, dresses, long hair, for a really long time. It’s not even just accessories: society also equals womanhood to a certain body type (usually thin) and a certain behavior (quiet, submissive, caring, nurturing, etc).

All these ideas of womanhood are what create our concept of the feminine gender. If the genderists have it right, then that would mean that if you don’t match these stereotypes for femininity, then you are automatically not a woman. Well then, what about butch dykes? Are they not women at all? Does that mean that the moment that women stopped wearing dresses/skirts-only and started wearing pants we all transitioned into men?

Does that mean that every time a woman cuts off her hair, she instantly becomes trans?

The “genderist idea” is that gender performances (aka the way you present yourself) dictates your very core, and that every performance you do or do not put on makes you either woman or non-woman. 

Well here’s the thing that the genderist idea completely disregards: you have experiences which are unique to you as a woman. A lot of women hate their bodies, hate their breasts, their femaleness. I know I did, for a very long time. And I fell down the rabbit hole of “if you just try real hard, and believe really strong, then you’ll become whatever you want to become”. The genderist idea asserts that being a woman is not inherent, but made up, that it can be co-opted. 

Well, think about yourself. Think about periods, for example. Do you know any men who personally understand periods? Do you know any men who get what women go through when they have to go out of the house on their periods? Do you know any men who understand the experience of cramps, PMS? 

I wouldn’t think so. Those are womanly experiences, female experiences. No man can begin to understand what it is to be on one’s period, because that is a biological reality that only females go through.

So forget all the frills and lace, all the make up and hair care… Focus on your core functions. The way your body looks, the way it behaves… No man could ever understand that. Nothing about you is manly, because you were born female. In fact you are female since you before you were conceived, since you were but a sperm. (x

Female and therefore womanly experiences are not about how much make up you do or do not wear: it’s about the body you were born as. 

Genderism does a very disingenuous thing: it acts with the patriarchy to separate gender non conforming women from other women. It others us, tells us we’re wrong, weird. So of course you couldn’t be a woman when you don’t wanna wear pink and high heels, right? Because women are born wanting to wear pink and high heels, right? Women literally come out of the womb ready to throw on a barely there dress, 10 inch heels, and be consumed by the male gaze, right? 

But do you actually believe that? Look at the history of women, look at the women in your life, look at strong women. Do you actually believe that the main factor of all those overlapping experiences are clothing preferences? Do you sincerely think that looking masculine would completely separate you from us?

I’d argue not even transitioning would separate you from us.

I’m not saying this as a radical, forget all about that. I’m saying this as a person who has started “socially transitioning”. I’m saying this as someone who fell into transgenderism and regrets it daily… Transgender ideology harms gender-nonconforming women. It tells us that our bodies are commodities, that our bodies are up for grabs. It tells us that the experiences we have had as women are useless, and shouldn’t even be brought up or named.

Do you sincerely believe that hating your body + dressing masculine = you not being a woman?

Do you understand that female self hatred is just femaleness? 90% of women hate their own bodies (X) So why are you different from all those other women?

Because you dress “like a man”? Why are comfortable clothes considered “manly”? Why can’t women be comfortable AND stay women?

Why is short hair and plaid “a man’s thing”? 

Look, I don’t know you, but I assume you don’t actually believe that. 

The path to transitioning is one with endless consequences, you might not fully be able to grasp right now. Before you go down it, I please that you please reconsider. Your worth and value as a woman and as a human being is not defines by your clothing style. Your worth and value as a woman is not diminished by gender-nonconformity. 

I beg you please take care of yourself, please understand that your experiences as a female who does not conform to femininity are important. And they are not so othering. A bunch of other women feel the same way or have felt the same way. I recommend you search for us, because we are right there. The dykes, and the “are you a man or a woman”, and the detransitioned, and the pariahs of society. We’re here, we exist. 

You don’t need to turn your back on yourself as a woman and as female in order to be happy. That path does not lead to happiness. All it leads to is a deeper, more acute sense of self hatred, except then everything you hate about yourself is highlighted by the fact that all your friends agree with you and want to help you get rid of it. Your body is not something you own, it is something you are.

Being female is not an afterthought to you, it is everything. It has shaped all of your experiences since you were born. 

Wishing you were a man is part of your life as a woman. Most women will wish that, because being a man = power, safety, stability. Men have it better in so many social aspects, of fucking course we wouldn’t settle for being lesser than. 

But let me tell you, you don’t need to transition in order not to settle, all you need to do is understand your own worth as a woman and a person. Real feminism is a great help with that. Please stay questioning and critical, don’t let the gender trend ruin you. You deserve better.

[Here’s a very good talk about why it is that transgenderism is harmful to women/females.]

[And here’s another similar post I’ve written on this subject]

I hope I was able to at least get you questioning. 

TL,DR: Don’t go into this without kicking and screaming for yourself. Fight for who you are, there is life as a butch lesbian. Presenting masculine is not against yourself as a human being. It just is. Women can be masculine and still be women. Womanhood does not equal femininity. Feminine and masculine are genders not sex. Womanhood is defined by femaleness (aka XX chromosomes). You have always been a woman/girl. Don’t let genderists steal that away from you, there is strength in being a gnc woman. Also plz check these out [x][x][x].

/Mod A

people suck sometimes

anonymous asked:

Hi! I hope you're doing well! I'd like to ask for some advice on my current situation. I'm 22-years-old and feel that I've grown a love for the gothic/scene/emo style a little late. I've always adored the dark style but didn't know how to start. I've now embraced my body shape (rectangle) and have bought various clothes, accessories, and makeup. My question is, because I started so late, could I still pull off the look in my thirties? (I may be 22 but I look 13-16)

It’s never too late to start and you’re never too old to pull it off. There are loads of goths who fully embrace the look way past their 20s and 30s. (In fact there have been studies on this and out of all youth subcultures studied goths were most likely to keep up with the style as they aged.) I know I look like I’m a teen but I’m turning 27 this year and I have no intention of stopping dressing the way I do. @itsblackfriday is 30, @wifetodarkness is 32, Adora Batbrat and @gothiccharmschool are both in their 40s, and those are just a few examples. There are loads of mature goths, all still spooky and beautiful!

If you’re not familiar with the term, look up posts on Tumblr and Google photos with the word “Eldergoth”. It’s a term used for people who have been in the subculture for a long time and they are often a bit older. There’s some great fashion in there.

Me three years and fifty pounds ago: “Okay so I have to wear three undershirts and turn my belt sideways so no one knows my belly sticks out a quarter of an inch.”

Me today, fat and happy: “Wear a sparkly crop top to work? Don’t mind if I do!”

anonymous asked:

Hi. I guess I'm looking for someone to tell me everything is going to be okay. But, I just wanted to know if you've ever felt that every body around you seems to be getting what they want in life, and you're working your hardest to get what you want, yet don't? That's been my situation lately, and I feel so doomed to failure. No matter what, everything I do is not enough, and isn't right. :(

yeah i’ve definitely felt like that before but after time (and it can take awhile sometimes) things really will get better! just keep working hard because eventually it will all pay off! and it is definitely worth the wait

anonymous asked:

Ahhh your recent headcanons with Kurogiri were really cool! I'm not the original anon, but would you mind extending on that idea, maybe with how he bonds with his child in the future, or maybe headcanons on how the child finds out who their dad is?

Sorry for getting to your request so late! I usually answer continuation requests close together but that obviously didn’t happen. Here are the previous headcanons for anyone who wants to take a look before reading this one.


  • It’s strange at first and he doesn’t know why he’s been observing his son/daughter in secret once they’re done with classes or how his body wound up there in the first place. He has mixed emotions and feelings about the entire situation but one thing he knows for sure is that he feels some kind of attachment to the child. Though he questions it because he knows too little about them and hadn’t even known them for very long. He starts to collect data on them over the course of next several weeks and becomes familiar with their patterns and habits to get an idea of who they are as a person.
  • He realizes that he’s so intent on wanting know who they are in general and eventually build a relationship with them is because he once had a dream of having a family of his own at one point in his life. But the world isn’t always kind and the direction of his life took a turn for the worse and made him a villain. Still, that doesn’t stop him from wanting to establish contact with them despite their differences because he views this as a second chance to make something right in his life. This may also give his child an opportunity to see that not all villains are bad, same as not all heroes are born good. 
  • Somewhere and somehow he stumbles across them face-to-face and he’s not surprised when they get on their guard at the sight of him. He assures them that he means no harm and if they are willing to chat with him for a bit he will provide some information about the league of villains in order to buy their time. They’re skeptical but that is to be expected and he takes them to a public setting to ease their worries. He asks them about themselves and what they like to do for fun which is unusual to be having a conversation of that nature with a villain.
  • When he senses that things aren’t going as planned and his son/daughter is showing signs of suspicion and hostile behavior because they’re confused as to why he wanted to know all these details about them, he confesses that he knows their mother but doesn’t reveal that he has any kinship with them yet. Ultimately, they have a slight idea of who he may be from their previous encounters and when they get home that evening the first question that comes out of their mouth for their mother was who their biological father is. Which was a simple question that their mother had been avoiding for the longest time possible.

anonymous asked:

So,im in a period of questioning myself about my sexuality. I came out as bisexual. I was both with boys and girls,but lately i can't look at a guy without disgust, i'm really week for girls,and female body and appearance in general. Help me, how to know if i'm still bisexual or lesbian?

It’s okay to be uncertain, and it’s okay if your labels change! Some bisexual people have fluid orientations, where they might only be attracted to one gender for a while, then it could change to another gender or genders. It can change day to day or be more like “seasons.” It’s also possible that you are a lesbian, either because your orientation changed over time or because you are realizing you were never really attracted to guys in the first place. It might take a little more time and patience to figure out what it is, but it’s okay. There’s no rush! You’ll figure it out!

little rant
  • my chronic illnesses are just getting worse and I'm normally good at keeping flare ups concealed but lately they've been too bad to hide. i feel bad having a flare because i don't want people to judge me or think I'm faking - why I'd want to fake something like this I don't know. i feel like my body keeps on failing me and i know that in the future its just going to get worse.. I've already lost half my childhood to these illnesses. i know i have it lucky.. although i have multiple and rare illnesses, i have quite mild versions of all of them - I'm quite lucky to be alive right now. but i miss seeming normal, looking normal, being able to do anything i wanted with no restrictions, not having to watch what i eat or panic for ages about plans with my friends just incase nobody can cater for my needs. i hate when i say I'm disabled and people look at me as if I'm crazy.. its real, trust me i have to deal with it every day. the stress im under makes evrything ridiculously worse. in the summer i can be fine for weeks but in school i can have 3 or 4 flares a day, and when all the illnesses are at it, its a great time. i keep thinking about how I'd be right now if i didn't have these illnesses, i feel so limited at school because i have to nap when i get home or my back pain is so bad i can't move all night. all that extra time spent being ill when i could just be revising. i keep being sick at the moment too, all my friends were around and i had to hide myself upstairs and be sick and i hate hiding it but i don't want anybody to know how bad i actually suffer sometimes. i hate hate hate the fact that my friends have to help me so much and i feel like nobody will ever want a relationship with me because im such hard work, physical and mental illnesses combined are hard work for those around you. some days will be great, some days will be fine, and i am so so so thankful for those days.. but some days are terrible, and i can never tell what type of day its going to be..
  • i bet nobody read this, but its nice to get your problems out once in a while, even if nobodys listening.. i feel too much of a burden to actually talk to somebody
  • i hope for better days soon, i need some

((I did something productive for once– this is why I was up so late))

@seminarianleo you’re in it as well so I should probably tag you haha–

I can't believe I'm hearing this

Okay, I’ve been hearing lately that Yoongi and Jungkook have adapted Jimin’s old habits of only eating one meal a day and then doing their dancing and exercising excessively. Jimin has improved a little bit with this because now he eats breakfast and lunch while Yoongi and Jungkook only eat lunch. This is very harmful to their bodies and their health. I think that they think we only care about their looks and their bodies. Personally, I fell in love with their music and then their personalities. They need to know that they’re perfect to us just the way they are. If they continue these habits then there can and will be devastating effects later on. We need to support them through this and show them that we love and care for them no matter what they look like. Jungkook always rates himself last or sixth when it comes to looks in the band and Yoongi doesn’t think he’s handsome enough or that if he doesn’t have abs like Jimin used to then he’s nothing. Yoongi is a great rapper and song writer. Jungkook is the golden maknae, but doesn’t think he’s good enough to be called that so he constantly thinks he’s not good enough and tries to improve his dancing and singing though we all know he can’t get much better than he is now. Now, I want to do something for the boys that’ll show them that they have love from all around the world, they already know they do, but we need to show them just how much they mean to us. If you want to be involved in making a plan then follow me on Twitter, tweet me that you want to do it, I’ll follow you back, we’ll set up a plan over dm, and if there’s more than one person then we’ll set up a group dm, and then I’ll announce it on here and get as many ARMY as we can. Thank you! My twitter is @Annie_Cygan

Gattaca (1997 Film) : Sentence Starters
  • "I never saved anything for the swim back."
  • "For someone who was never meant for this world, I must confess I'm suddenly having a hard time leaving it."
  • "Maybe I'm not leaving... maybe I'm going home."
  • "Of course, they say every atom in our bodies was once part of a star."
  • "Flight got you nervous?"
  • "_______ want's to apply here."
  • "For future reference, right-handed men don't hold it with their left."
  • "Just one of those things."
  • "You're gonna miss your flight, _______."
  • "I could've gone up and back and nobody would've been the wiser."
  • "I don't know how to thank you."
  • "I got the better end of the deal."
  • "I only lent you my body."
  • "You lent me your dream."
  • "We're closer to the other side."
  • "It's too late for that."
  • "You wanna drown us both?"
  • "There's no gene for fate."
  • "I can't hear any more of your lies, _______."
  • "I'm the same person I was yesterday."
  • "I am NOT a murderer!"
  • "They've got you looking for any flaw, that after a while that's all you see."
  • "For what it's worth, I'm here to tell you that it is possible."
  • "It's funny, you work so hard, you do everything you can to get away from a place, and when you finally get your chance to leave, you find a reason to stay."
  • "We have to get drunk immediately."
  • "They used to say that a child conceived in love has a greater chance of happiness."
  • "They don't say that anymore."
  • "I not only think that we will tamper with Mother Nature, I think Mother wants us to."
  • "No, we now have discrimination down to a science."
  • "I belonged to a new underclass, no longer determined by social status or the color of your skin."
  • "Consider God's handiwork; who can straighten what He hath made crooked?"
  • "How the hell did you get up here?"
  • "Oh, I could always walk... I've been faking it."
  • "I have this crazy idea you're more interested in the murder case than me."
  • "I was never more certain of how far away I was from my goal than when I was standing right beside it."
  • "There's more vodka in this piss than there is piss."
  • "There's still the matter of your height."
  • "That piece can only be played with twelve."
  • "We were just wondering if, if it is good to just leave a few things to, to chance?"
  • "Your child doesn't need any more additional burdens."
  • "You could conceive naturally a thousand times and never get such a result."
  • "If at first you don't succeed... try, try again."
  • "He had everything except desire."
  • "Blood has no nationality."
  • "What about the interview?"
  • "They found my eye lash."
  • "Ah well it could be worse. They could have found it in your eye."
  • "You keep your work station so clean, _______."
  • "Please don't leave the premises."
  • "Am I speaking in some kind of strange foreign language?"
  • "We shed 500 million cells a day."
  • "Is the only way you can succeed is to see me fail?"
  • "Do you want some of this?"
  • "What's your number, you fucking flat foot!"
  • "That's harassment."
  • "Please tell me you're the least bit excited."
  • "If you're going to pretend like you don't care, don't look up."
  • "Do you have any idea what it took to get IN here?"
  • "_______ was never meant to be one step down on the podium."
  • "_______, never shy, pisses on command."
  • "Beautiful piece of equipment you've got there, _______. I ever told you that?"
  • "Don't know why my folks didn't order one like that for me."
  • "Yours just happens to be an exceptional example."
  • "I can't go anywhere without seeing my own face."
  • "They'll recognize me."
  • "Don't clean the glass too well."
  • "Wanna go dancing?"
  • "I'm sorry, the wind caught it."
  • "My eyes are prettier."
  • "I think (s)he likes us."
  • "I hope you're not wasting my time."
  • "No, I... I'd give 100 percent."
  • "The only way you're going to see the inside of a spaceship is if you were cleaning it."
  • "Don't eat that, it's Pluto."