anonymous asked:

I realize you're glad Jonerys is canon and everything but what are you going to do once it ends somewhere during s8. I'm not saying Jonsa is ever happening, but literally ANYTHING has a higher chance than a Jonerys endgame. You're just going to seem petty once it all falls apart so I'm interested how people like you would "cover your tracks".

Listen up anon.

Thank you for your fake concern for what I might do should my ship “end” during season 8. And your fear that I might look “petty” by backtracking. It’s so sweet of you to be worried about what I’ll do with myself if Jonerys ends.

Aside from the fact that I’m 99% certain that Jonerys will be the last ship for both characters and that the only way they will split is through death, that still doesn’t change the fact that the ship did eventuate and consummate. It actually happened. They will be each other’s last loves. I won’t be backtracking. I will still ship Jonerys.

I could argue that almost anything has a higher chance of occurring than jonsa (except for me deciding not to ship jonerys) but that has NEVER resulted in me going into a jonsa fan’s inbox to throw in some passive aggressive (or even straight out aggressive) BS.

So let’s talk petty. When I think of someone who is petty, I think about salty anonymous shippers who crawl into the inbox of people who ship a rival (and yet canon) ship to try and bring them down because their own ship isn’t real, instead of just, you know, living their own life.

As for what I will be doing if the ship ends? Guess what, anon? Tumblr is a very small part of my life. Outside of this hellhole of a website, I lead a very happy life! I have a very successful and fulfilling job, I’m currently looking to buy myself a house in the next 6 months, also looking to get a new car some time next year, in my spare time I’ve been planning my next beach holiday (haven’t decided on the country but maybe Fiji?), I have amazing friends, my skin is clear, my hair is fab, I just bought myself a hot new pair of Tiffany’s sunglasses in time for the upcoming summer season and my life is good.

Don’t worry, anon. I’ll be just fine.

Originally posted by gif-007

Quality ML Tropes
  • “Tikki I am so in love with Adrien Agreste” “Ok well then why don’t you talk to him?” “no”
  • “Gosh Nino Marinette is such a good friend. She’s so friendly! I really appreciate her in my life!” “That’s awesome man you should tell her that, I think it would mean a lot.” “Uh….no”
  • “Tikki I really do love Chat Noir but I wish he would stop flirting with me. I don’t reciprocate his feelings and it makes my life so much more complicated because I worry all the time about letting him down.” “Maybe say so? He’d never do anything to make you uncomfortable on purpose!!” “Oh, I couldn’t-”
  • “Plagg do you think that Marinette has a crush on me???” “idk kid why don’t you ask her?” “nO!”
  • [post accidental reveal] “TIKKI Adrien can’t possibly like me for me !!!!!!!!!!!! He only loves me because I’m ladybug!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can’t possibly be together with him my HEAR TIS BROKEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” “Or what if. And i might be stretching here Marinette but what if. You had an open and healthy dialogue about your feelings and concerns to resolve this issue” “nO TIKKI WHY WOULD I EVER-”
bullets, bacon and booze

So… what did Dean get up to in his “wild party night”? My guess is: not much, if anything at all. Because the whole thing - it was too perfect. 

Sam obviously didn’t come with him, otherwise he wouldn’t look in Dean’s bed for him. Dean never slept in his bed because it was perfectly done.

And then there’s Dean, sprawled out, with a tie on his head, boot at his neck, a whip in hand, booze… all the things you’d expect from the Dean Winchester who just had a good time. But his clothes are perfect, with just one button undone and hell even his pose is perfect – if he had really just passed out from too much alcohol, wouldn’t he rather lay on his belly?

What’s even worse is that Dean’s right in front of Sam’s bed. Mind you, the door was here: so why the fuck would Dean make ALL the way to Sam’s bed instead of either passing out in front of his bed or maybe making it at least on top of it?

Maybe Dean went into a strip club, we don’t know, and he probably drank himself into a stupor, but there was a lot of performing Dean in here, but a discount one: he didn’t want Sam to see everything he was up to, so he crafted the perfect “just got laid, drank a lot, my life is awesome” persona for the aftermath.

Dean looks much more like a bachelor who was forced to do all these ridiculous things because “YAY AWESOME” and not because he really wanted to do some sexy things with a stripper or whatever. It’s not what he is (and never was, I don’t recall him ever being so ridiculous about going to a strip club) and it’s supposed to look off.

And then we see him coping with the other things he still can hold onto: bacon, booze (provided by Sam, which JFC SAM YOU DON’T DO THAT) and bullets, meaning the case for which he ends up dying for (and he would have, if Billie hadn’t send him back).

All these “coping mechanisms” result ultimately in his death. Because they’re bad. Of course there’s nothing ultimately wrong with bacon, booze, bullets, or going to a strip club, but here, they are framed as bad and off and ridiculous. Dean taking off his sunglasses like in CSI:Miami was ridiculous. And we’re supposed to see it. 

act 2

hamilton: my life is awesome! i have a loving wife, a beautiful son, i’ve just got a huge promotion, all my friends are here and my country just got freed! i love everything!

laurens interlude, act 2, maria reynolds, thomas jefferson, james madison, james reynolds, aaron burr, george eacker, philip hamilton, literally everyone currently in america: 

Originally posted by udislove


@harpearl said: I need some more mae and bea hanging out in my life
@an-awesome-blog-because-why-not said: Can u first draw Bea?
@benijar said: If you do ships, can I ask for MaeBea?
@fuzzinator23 said: Does Mae see Bea more than a friend and does Bea know or is it a secret to Mae?

mae: we’re totally dating
bea: we are definitely not dating
mae: we’re dating in my head

I know there is unrest in the fandom, but that’s for another post I’m never going to make. Instead, I’m going to focus on the fact that I have literally never come upon a fandom full of so much jaw-droppingly incredible fanfiction in my life. There are literally not enough hours, ever, to get through all of this. I’ve never gotten so much use out of my Kindle in my life (thank you, AO3, for letting us download .mobi files!). The talent in this fandom is outrageous, and I am so thankful that for all we don’t get to see play out on screen, we have literary artists to paint us beautiful pictures of almost any scenario we can dream up between our two heroes and their motley crew. Thank you to all the writers and podfic narrators and all the cultivators of rec-lists, you guys seriously keep my life awesome right now. Nowhere near all those I wanted to tag listed here <3

@alexxphoenix42 @silentauroriamthereal @constantlyfreemaned @scrub456 @engazed @discordantwords @consultingsmartarse @haffieliesel @ivyblossom @aranel-palmadil @augustbird @lockedinjohnlock @love-in-mind-palace @marsdaydream @blueink3 @inevitably-johnlocked

Hey guys, my friend is visiting and sleeping on my couch next week and she’s also a badass lady archaeologist. She really wants to film a speed-round vlog with all of the questions I never answered in my tumblr ask box. I’m also soliciting NEW questions from you! They can be short and easy or more in-depth, about archaeology, grad school, the arctic, dungeons and dragons (she’s a little bit obsessed y’all) or anything in between. We’re just gonna drink wine and see what happens. SO SEND ME SOME NEW Qs!

Facts: The reason that so many straight boys get all up in arms about “fake nerd girls” and get they feelings hurt about “women intruding on Geek Culture™” is because if they admitted to themselves that their “fringe” interests are actually mainstream interests that a lot of women enjoy, they’d also have to face up the fact that the real reason they can’t get a date is because they’re profoundly rotten and unappealing people.

Over here at my house, me and my boyfriend routinely bond over Monster Factory and one of these days I’m gonna own his ass in Age of Mythology and my life is awesome

I’ve daydreamed about evenings like this.

I finished carving my jack o’lantern and my second batch of snickerdoodle cookies are almost ready to come out of the oven. I’m watching Lore. It’s thunder storming. My house is clean and smells of cinnamon and sandalwood. My familiar is purring on my lap. I am grateful for my awesome and magical life. All is well with my soul. 

anonymous asked:

"The world is so exquisite with so much love and moral depth, that there is no reason to deceive ourselves with pretty stories for which there’s little good evidence. Far better it seems to me, in our vulnerability, is to look death in the eye and to be grateful every day for the brief but magnificent opportunity that life provides."

>“Far better it seems to me, in our vulnerability, is to look death in the eye and to be grateful every day for the brief but magnificent opportunity that life provides.”

Not if you’re living an alienating existence bogged down by poverty and oppression. I mean, like, okay, Carl Sagan is cool and all, but this “I can comfortably accept an abyss after I die because my life is awesome” new atheist hippie mentality is some real condescending bullshit. If your brief opportunity at life isn’t so magnificent because of the aforementioned material factors, you have /every/ goddamn right to yearn for something larger after you die. I can’t express how irritated that new atheist attitude makes me – it’s a smug creed for the affluent and comfortable. Focus on rectifying the material conditions first, on transferring power back down to the people through socialist economic democracy, and THEN your Saganist new atheist quote might have more relevance. (And even then, not everyone will be comfortable with the idea of eternal nothingness even in far more ideal circumstances – there will still be religious/spiritual people under socialism, and they have every right to believe in peace.)

i’m gonna love you forever pt. 1

Request:  I have an idea for a story: the reader was engaged to Bucky (they were both madly in love) before the war in the 40s. And then he goes off to war and they never see each other again. BUT she also got into a super soldier program and is actually still alive and gets introduced to the avengers. Neither of them had any relationships cause they felt like they’d be unfaithful. Steve is happy to see her to but Bucky is just over the roof excited? Angst to fluff to smut maybe?

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Language, someone gets punched, 40′s slang name calling.

A/N: This is probably going to be a 3 or 4 part story, I really love this idea and it deserves a slow and deep story line.

Originally posted by complete-fandom-trashhh

~1945-Before the War

4 hours into my 8 hour shift at the local cafe down the street from mine and Bucky’s shared apartment, and I’m already done with the day, I think by boss can tell because I’m just a little on the cranky side, I’m usually very friendly and happy. However, I have a few of these men that just don’t want to take the hint that I have a boyfriend. Have for the last 5 years.

“Yeah? Well we’ve been coming here almost everyday for the past 3 years and I’ve never seen you with a man. You’re getting up there, don’t you think, hun? You’ll need a man to take care of a pretty dame such as yourself.” I roll my eyes.

“Look, gentlemen, I really do appreciate the offer, but I’m not joking about my boyfriend, his name is Bucky Barnes and he probably wouldn’t appreciate some strange men flirting with his woman while she’s at work.” The men bust out into laughter.

“Bucky Barnes? That guy is doll dizzy! You really think he’ll stay with you for long?” Heat floods my face, not from embarrassment, no, but anger. Who do these guys think they are?

“You must not see him very often then, huh? We’ve been with one another for 5 years.”

“5 years, eh? And he hasn’t put a ring on that pretty finger yet? I’d have you married, barefoot and pregnant by now if I’s him.” Okay, I’m officially done with this.

However, it doesn’t look like I need to defend myself anymore.

“This fat-head givin you troubles doll?” Speaking of the man of the hour. Bucky grabs me by the hips, spins me around and presses his mouth to mine in a heated kiss. It’s meant to show them that I’m his and to back off.

The guy stands up, obviously offended by the insult.

“Who’re you callin’ fathead, you active duty lowlife?” Bucky rolls his eyes.

“Alright now, there’s no need for you to snap your cap. After all, you were the one hitting on my lady now weren’t ya? I’d say I’m the one with the right to be angry.”

“You have a new dame on your hip every other month.” Bucky sighs, like he can’t believe he’s even having this conversation right now.

“Look, chrome dome, I know what you’re trying to do, and it’s just not going to work. I used to be pretty doll dizzy back in the day, but once you find the right one, no one else can hold a candle to them.” He smiles and presses a kiss to my mouth one more time.

The guy rolls his eyes.

“Ah whatever, you’ve lost a customer young lady. You can keep the call- girl, that’s all she’s good for anyway, right?” His buddies laugh along with him. I gasp, shocked that that insult even flew from his mouth. How dare he? He doesn’t even know me!

Bucky looks down, before letting go of my waist.

“Why don’t you finish cleaning this table, doll? I don’t want my lady to see this.” I get back to cleaning my table, a smirk coming across my face, knowing what’s about to happen. I don’t see anything, but I hear the punch that no doubt broke the guys nose. I hear people shout, shock no doubt over taking their body. Bucky comes back in the diner, coming over to me and pressing a kiss to the back of my head.

“Thank you for being my knight in shining army, Buck.” He smiles.

“No one talks about my doll like that.”

“You and Steve going to be having your usually lunch date today?”

“Yup, he should be on his way. It’s a good thing he didn’t see that, he probably would have had an asthma attack.” I chuckle.

“Well, now that your grandstand moment is over, why don’t you make yourself useful and go fetch the armored heifer for me.” He chuckles and heads back to the kitchen.

Bucky is such a regular part of the diner that no one who works here questions him coming and going for me.

He comes back with the milk, handing it to me to fill a customer’s glass.

“You know, as often as I’m here, you’d think they’d have seen me by now.” I chuckle, it is true. Just then, the door dings open, and here comes an exhausted Steve. Once he gets up to us, he’s leaning over, panting and gasping for breath. I pour him a glass of water while Bucky comes up to him, leaning over to pat him on the back.

“You ran here didn’t you, punk?” He just gulps and nods. I hand him a glass of water and watch him gulp it down so fast if you blinked you’da missed it.

“Slow down, Steve. There’s not water shortage here, ya know.” He just smiles at me before coming to give me a hug. As tiny as Steve is, I’m still a tad bit smaller than he his. He takes pride in that as well.

“Hey, doll.” Steve is the only guy Bucky allows to call me doll besides him, and I think it’s kinda cute.

I met Bucky through Steve, actually. Steve was at the same movie theatre as I and my sister was, and this punk in front of both of us kept talking too loud and no one could hear the movie, Steve was the only guy who was brave enough to speak up, and he ended up getting his ass handed to him in an alleyway. I just happened to be walking by that particular ally when I saw him getting beat up, and I know a fight is no place for a woman but I couldn’t help it. I had to step in and help him. The man ended up slapping me in the fact, but it didn’t stop me. Bucky ended up swooping in and saving the day, and stealing my heart in the process. A thief and a hero, all at once.

“Well, you boys better take yourself a seat and I’ll get your orders in. Unless, of course, you wanted something different tonight?” They both sit down, Steve across from Bucky.

“No doll, just half a burger for each of us.” I nod and head to the kitchen. We aren’t rich, but we’re rich in spirit, and that’s all we need. I get a free meal every week that I work without missing a day, and I usually take it home and split it with Bucky, sometimes Steve too if he’s around. We can only afford one meal today, and with some of Steve’s help they’re able to get one meal and split it. It might seem like a sad situation, but we’ve become used to it and it doesn’t even phase us. After the burger is done, I ho up to retrieve it, only to see there’s two burgers there.

“Uh, Roy? You made two burgers, I only needed one.” He turns and smiles at me. Roy is the owner of the shop, and I’ve worked for him for 4 years.

“I know, dolly. Go ahead and give them to your boys, you guys deserve it. It’s on the house.” My eyes tear up, and I quickly wipe them away.

“Aw Roy…you don’t have to do th-”

“Hush. It’s no problem, now go.” He winks at me and I smile, taking both the plates before taking them to my boys. When I set them down on the table, they both look up to me with an eyebrow raised.

“I don’t know, he said it would be on the house.” Bucky breaks out into a huge grin and stands up, placing a kiss on my lips.

“Well, I feel like this would be as god a time as any, as this day just keeps getting better!” I raise my eyebrow. Steve looks towards his best friend, smiling. Before I can comprehend what’s happening, or ask Bucky what’s happening, he gets down on one knee, pulling a small velvet box out of his pocket.

My hands instinctively go to my mouth, and my knees almost buckle.

“(Y/N), I will never forget the day I met you. Standing up for my best friend, risking your own safety to protect someone else you didn’t even know. I knew right then and there that you were something special, and that I wanted to make you mine. I was shocked when you actually agreed to go out with me, seeing as my reputation around here wasn’t great, but you looked past that and gave me a chance. And here we are 5 years later, and I hope I’ve made every day since then as enjoyable as I know how to, and I hope you will let me continue to make you happy as Mrs. Barnes for the rest of our lives. Will you marry me?” He opens the box and reveals a tiny diamond ring. I had been trying to keep the tears behind during his speech, so I could see his handsome face. I nod my head furiously before my knees finally give, and buckle. Bucky catches me on the way down, lifting me up and kissing me deeply. There’s an ocean of ‘aw’s’ and people clapping, Steve being one of them. Still in the throws of bliss, I almost miss Roy coming up to us, patting Bucky on the back before pressing a kiss to my cheek.

“Congratulations you two. Now, why don’t I get you guys a couple of to go boxes and you can take the rest of the day off.” My day has just gotten so much better, I can’t believe he FINALLY proposed to me! Taking my two boys with me, and admiring my left hand all the way home to eat our dinner as a tiny family. My life is awesome, but, all good things must come to an end it seems…

PERMANENT TAG LIST: @marvel-fanfiction, @cassandras-musings

pokemaniacgemini  asked:

I need more of Kathryn being awesome in my life tbh. I like to think she's the only person who can keep all the egos in line and is totally not scared of Dark, and most of them truly believe she has some kind of magic power because NO ONE tells off Wilford and lives how the hell

i agree! she’s such a sweet bean and i really hope that she gets more screen time in teamiplier’s sketches. i also love the idea that kat is the only one who can keep all the egos in check. 👌


I’ve hit 1k followers! Which is crazy because I can’t believe people actually care about whatever this is 乁༼☯‿☯✿༽ㄏ  But for real I wanted to shout out the blogs that have made my dash beautiful

I’ve never made a follow forever before, and I’ve always just put it off but thats lame because there are some people on tumblr who’ve just made my life awesome. Thank you so much all of you guys, you’re the best ^_^ 

p.s. super big thanks to everyone who promo’ed  me in the past few days !!


@af1 @an-abundance-of-nothing @angelbaby @atomicstardust @blue-hime @botan @buffs @cainosite @cospinol @cpsulehotel @cyber-stoner @dezaki @dojutsu @doumekism @dyx @earlyfog @edqe @eiarr @emptywell @faggish @floratide @flyingwindmill @friendthing @gore69 @gurrenlagann


@hanae-ichihara @harpielady @helaris @hide @hireikotsu @hotarou @howls @inukag @inuykago @jillua @jjohnnyjoestar @jolynecujo @junkou @juuviias @kag-san @kago-bae @kago-mae @kags09 @kanekkis @kano2 @kirayoshikage @kiritsunee @kvnai @l4dmutual @loveandjustice @lovedusttt @lovelyseijurou @loverecords @lovmsg @mirsan @mobpsycho100 @morguequeen @nihil-essse @niidaime @niintendo @nothin2c @oikawae @omok @pangirly @pankupeach @perfectblue7 @perself @phiithatos @planteffect @qohan


@r-etro @rairi @reinge @reiqen @rnewtu @robsungirl @sacredjewels @sajlor @senju-mada @shinkvmi @shiroyash-a @shisuies @sort @ssspacecowboy @studio-ghiblis @sugoj @sweet-kokoro @talim @tandoku @teabud @tekkon @thedragoon @toshio @unhoaxed @unit-02 @unown @valkirine @venomusuneku @waifu-01 @whyearth @wing–it @y-2k @y97 @yandere-princessu @yasuhohirose @yogvrt @yoshis @yyh @zechs


@7gm @12ji @69naruto

💛 everyone and sorry if i missed anyone!