actually this is just a test so

BTS Reaction to becoming parents as a teenager

request: Can I request bts and s/o reaction to them becoming parents at highschool age?

[requests are open]

-Kim Seokjin-

Jin would be hesitant at first when you told him the news. His eyes would dart down to your stomach as he tentatively pressed his palm against it. He couldn’t believe that it had happened, especially since the both of you were only in high school. Looking down at you, he would give you a nod. What’s done was done, and there was no turning back.

“Even if our parents don’t approve, I’m still going to be here for you. We’re going to give our child a good life (y/n), I promise you.”

Originally posted by seokjinies

-Kim Namjoon-

Namjoon wouldn’t believe it at first, he would think that it was some prank that you had made up with the boys. But when you had shown him both the home pregnancy tests and results from the hospital, his eyes would immediately widen in shock. He couldn’t believe that he had been so careless and would need time to figure things out.

“Y-you’re pregnant? But I…” “I’m sorry I just need some time to process everything.”

Originally posted by yoonseok

-Min Yoongi-

He would try to deny the fact that he had gotten you pregnant at such a young age. It’s not that Yoongi didn’t want a child because he did, he truly did. Just not so early in life, especially not during a time when things were most stressful. He just wasn’t ready to be a father yet, but knowing this was the consequence of his actions, it was only right to take full responsibility whether he was ready or not.

“But we used condoms! And you’re on the pill!” “I may not be ready to be a father yet (y/n), but it’s only fair that I take responsibility for my actions. Plus there’s no way that child’s growing up without a father.”

Originally posted by mvssmedia

-Jung Hoseok-

Hoseok would be a mix of emotions. One side of him was excited that he was going to be a parent, but the other side of him was worried about what people would think and how your parents would react. What worried him most was how the both of you were going to handle it, being in high school and all. In the end though, it didn’t matter to him, what did was the fact that he was beginning a family with the person he loved.

“It’s just our parents (y/n).What will they say?” “I’m actually so excited! We’re starting a family!”

Originally posted by kimthwriter

-Park Jimin-

Jimin would be frozen in the place where he was standing, one hand clutching the pregnancy test and the other holding the table for support. He would be shocked upon hearing the news. He just wasn’t ready to be a father yet, especially not during his high school years. The thought of ending things between the two of you crossed his mind, but seeing the scared look on your face made him realize he couldn’t do that to you. He loved you too much and didn’t want his child to grow up without a father.

“I-I can’t believe it…” “No! I’m not gonna leave you! I’ll be here till the very end (y/n).”

Originally posted by sosjimin

-Kim Taehyung-

He wouldn’t know how to react at all. Taehyung would be disappointed in himself for being so careless. When he saw how scared and worried you were, he would pull you into his arms and comfort you. He felt the same way as you did and would try to keep as calm as possible so he didn’t alarm you. He would then sit you down and talk about the options you had. 

“Shhh, I’m here. It’s okay.” “So what are we going to do? Are we going to keep the baby?”

Originally posted by toughchim

-Jeon Jungkook-

He would try to deny that fact that he had gotten you pregnant. I mean he was only in high school for christ’s sake! At first Jungkook would try to distance himself from you, but soon realized that it was wrong for him to do so. He knew it was only right to be responsible for what happened and promised you he would be there for you, no matter how hard it may be.

“I-I need time… I’m sorry.” “Look, I’m gonna be here until the end okay?”

Originally posted by sugutie

Testing brusheees ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

so I was re watching Haikyuu S3 and dear lord I really forgot that it was so freaking amazing…but even when I was super excited I decided to draw Tendou just chillin 

Wanted some slightly autumn-ish thing….Is kind of ironic that I’m here in summer in the US,  wishing for the Autumn to arrive when I’m leaving next week to a country that is freaking freezing xD don’t misunderstand me actually I love winter I prefer autumn tho

eggzumii  asked:

why'd you have a surgery on your forehead? what happened? if you mentioned it somewhere, I'm sorry.

sorry i didn’t explain earlier ! i actually just found out what it is bc they had it tested when it was removed

i had a small oval shape ‘nevus sebaceus of jadassohn’ in the middle of my forehead ever since birth :0

when i first went in, all the doctors were really curious to as what it was & now we finally have an answeR… it feels so weird being able to have a normal forehead…:o

Ok i have a serious question and I hope it doesn’t sound odd but I really want 2 ask Bc I don’t know if it’s bad..I’m working on an edgy video 2 test my animation skills , would it be considered really rude/messed up/wrong if I used real ‘gore’ videos into it? I’m using that as an umbrella term Bc I mean, car crashes/fights/blood splatters/weapons going off or being used/actual harm, but heavily censored. Ahsahdkskdjsjs sorry if this is really really weird I just wanna know what u guys think so I don’t make myself look terrible ! Bad, or ok to use ?

get to know me tag

i was tagged by this beauty and cutie @darkhairsuga

RULES: you must answer these 92 statements and tag 20 people

THE LAST…
1.Drink: water
2.Phone call: my mom
3.Text message: “you’re always laughing at just noises you’re so weird wth how are we friends” me judging my friends sense of humor : ))
4.Song you listened to: kesha - woman
5.Time you cried: literally the last time i cried was me testing myself if i could make myself cry and i actually did so i was pretty impressed at myself. 10/10 acting skills yall 


HAVE YOU EVER…
6.Dated someone twice: lol haven’t even dated anybody
7.Been cheated on: nope
8.Kissed someone and regretted it: hAH no
9.Lost someone special: yes
10.Been depressed: yes
11.Gotten drunk and thrown up: no


LIST 3 FAVORITE COLORS:
- red
- pink
- gold


IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU…
15.Made new friends: trying at least
16.Fallen out of love: yes
17.Laughed until you cried: well not until i cried but i have laughed a lot
18.Found out someone was talking about you: nope
19.Met someone who changed you: not that i can think of right now
20.Found out who your true friends are: yes
21.Kissed someone on your Facebook list: no


GENERAL…
22.How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: i mean, i know their faces at least  
23.Do you have any pets: yes! two cats.
24.Do you want to change your name: maybe?
25.What did you do for your last birthday: i went out to eat with my friends and family and my uncle who was managing the kareoke at the place put me some kpop music :’ )
26.What time did you wake up: around nine ew
27.What were you doing at midnight last night: just browsing tumblr since i’ve got nothing else to do
28.Name something you cannot wait for: food ! ! ! !!
29.When was the last time you saw your mother: like, a minute ago
30.What is one thing you wish you could change about your life: i would have tried and be more social and outgoing at school
31.What are you listening to right now: bts awake bc i’m having jin feels rn
32.Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: no : (
33.Something that is getting on your nerves: all these things i gotta do for college and i haven’t even started yet
34.Most visited website: tumblr and youtube
35.Elementary:  ✔
36. High School: ✔
37.College/university: about to start in a month
38.Hair color: dark brown (it kinda just looks like black to me though) 
39.Long or short hair: longish
40.Do you have a crush on someone: can i count kim taehyung?
41.What do you like about yourself: this is a really hard question. tbh idk i guess i’m fab. jk jk.
42.Piercings: two on each ear 
43.Blood type: O+
44.Nickname: glory, but my cousin likes to call me rian so i guess that one counts as a nickname as well
45.Relationship status: single
46.Zodiac sign: pisces
47.Pronouns: she/her
48.Favorite tv show: criminal minds and i guess supernatural? though ever since i got to season 6 i haven’t watched it in order
49.Tattoos: nope
50.Right or left hand: right

FIRST…

51.Surgery: never had one and hopefully it’ll stay that way
52.Piercing: ears but i was a baby when i had them so
54.Sport: played: none   Watched: sometimes basketball bc of my uncle
55.Vacation: like, my first? it was in florida to go to disney : )
57.Eating: nothing
58.Drinking: water
59.I’m about to: try and find something to spend the rest of the day since i got nothing to do
60.Listening to: bts awake
61.Waiting for: my cat to cuddle me : ( 
62.Want: to just sleep for the rest of eternity tbh
63.Get married: not really excited to get married any time soon? idk
64.Career: still debating that one


WHICH IS BETTER… (im guessing in a partner??)
65.Hugs or kisses: hugs
66.Lips or eyes: eyes but i mean lips as well cause smiles are important !!!
67.Shorter or taller: taller
68.Older or younger: older
70.Nice arms or nice stomach: don’t really care
71.Sensitive or loud: a lil bit of both?
72.Hook up or relationship: relationship
73.Troublemaker or hesitant: troublemaker


HAVE YOU EVER…
74.Kissed a stranger?: nO
75.Drank hard liquor?: nope
76.Lost glasses contact/lenses?: yes
77.Turned someone down?: yes
78.Sex on first date?: nope
79.Broken someone’s heart?: i hope not
80.Had your heart broken?: kinda
81.Been arrested?: nope
82.Cried when someone died?: yes
83.Fallen for a friend?: no..?


DO YOU BELIEVE IN…
84.Yourself?: trying to, at least
85.Miracles?: yes
86.Love at first sight?: nope
87.Santa Claus?: i wish
88.Kiss on the first date?: um i guess it really depends?? though my first thought was no
89.Angels?: yes


OTHER…
90.Current best friend’s name: valeria
91.Eye color: dark brown
92.Favorite movie: any disney movie! ! ! +grease

i don’t really have any mutuals but i will tag people who i would like to get to know! so: @geekjoon94 @gaybrose @lovhani @ilysmyoongi @parkesjimin @roygbiv96 @sugamonic @01jeonguk @lazycupcake @hoshimybabe @jiminsesposa @rbuns @kitten-dont

i would have tagged more people but my computer is being shitty 

hope you don’t mind me tagging you guys!

anonymous asked:

is it possible that plants have consciousness?

this is actually a small sub branch of botany thats been growing and gaining some recognition in the past 5 years or so called plant cognition! we’ve been thinking about if plants can possibly be intelligent to any degree for centuries, but the main paper that started up this huge discussion in the modern era was one called Experience Teaches Plants to Learn Faster and Forget Slower in Environments Where It Matters by Monica Gagliano, a plant researcher in Australia who specializes in it. because the results indicated that plants were possible of learning and retaining information in a kind of memory in response to environmental changes, it received a lot of backlash and denial- generally in science, that kind of intelligent reaction to an organism’s environment is a good indicator of cognitive behavior in the organism. it got rejected by 10 different journals before being published in 2014. 

the experiment worked like this. i’ve talked before about mimosa pudica, a tropical plant that curls its leaves back when touched (they go back to normal in a few minutes):

this is to help deter predators among other things. but in this experiment, Gagliano used it as an indicator of stimulus and to test cognitive function. It’s well known that pudica has a rudimentary nervous system that can even be temporarily inhibited using anesthetics (just like ours can!). she hooked up a ton of these plants in pots to identical rail systems that allowed them to be lightly dropped in an identical way, juuuuust heavy enough to trigger the stimulus so all the leaves drop down when they hit the bottom (a piece of foam so they wouldn’t actually hurt the plants). every time the plants would be dropped, they would close up. 

but after the plants were dropped about 60 times each, they stopped responding to the drop. 

they remembered that no harm was coming from this action and decided that it was against their best interests to keep expending energy closing their leaves. they 200% learned to stop. 

she decided to test it further. she put some of the plants in a shaker and let them receive a more jarring response; the plants closed up as usual. then, she put them back in the droppers and dropped them again. they didn’t close up. they had remembered that response. this dispels the obvious rebuttal to this experiment of the plants just being tired; they still closed up when stimulated differently.

they just chose not to close up when they hit a stimulus they remembered. 

it turns out that not only could they remember to keep their leaves open when dropped on the apparatus, but they remembered after 28 days when she kept testing it!! apparently by the end of the experiment, all the plants had decided to keep their leaves open when dropped!!!!

how do they do this?? we literally dont know. they have no central brain, only a basic nervous system. can other plants do this??? 

well, adding onto that, venus fly traps can count! like. they have three hairs inside their traps, and all three must be touched within 20 seconds for the trap to close. once closed, those three trigger hairs must continue to be stimulated by thrashing prey, or the trap will reopen. 

so yeah like. basically ‘are they sentient’: apparently to an extent???? we dont know exactly why or how but they are??? maybe???? sort of????? at least some of them are?? but they dont have a brain so everyones like????????????????????? maybe its through a signaling network????????????????? but like how would that even work?????????

plant consciousness is still new enough to be dismissed as crazy by a lot of biologists but like. the evidence is there. we don’t know a whole lot and its clearly a radically different kind of intelligence than we know in animals, but it’s there and we 200% dont know how it works yet or even the full extent of how plants use this intelligence (for example: does a redwood have the same intelligence as a venus fly trap?? how does it learn things and use that knowledge???) 

national geographic wrote an awesome article visualizing the experiment here if you want to read more!

Soulmate AU where:

When your soulmate is eating something you can taste it on your lips, just slightly. And maybe feel it on your lips too, like the powder of a cinnamon donut, except you can’t lick it away, so you’re just stuck with it like ‘damn you asshole, lick your goddamn lips! This is annoying!’

If they’re having cravings you do too. Sometimes you’ll get cravings for what you’ve just eaten.

If you taste something like strawberry lip gloss you know their either getting ready for a night out or kissing someone. Or maybe they just like the taste.

You constantly lick your lips when they’re eating something you like because ‘oh gods this taste so good, what is it?’ or 'I haven’t had that in ages!’

You get jealous of the fact that they have such nice food ALL THE DAMN TIME.

When they’re eating something you don’t like you try to not lick your lips for so long. It gets annoying and is hard to do for a while so you just put on lip gloss. Then you think 'awe, man. What if they don’t like… And that’s why they put on lip gloss the other week?’

One day you try to send them a recipe. So you just, like, munch on a piece of toast, then lick some honey, then eat some banana so they’ll try your favourite meal and you’ll have that taste on your lips without actually eating it.

One day you think 'what kind of idiot eats peanut butter with jam - holy shit it’s an American! Or someone in America… Maybe they just like it? Oh god will I have to take 20-something hour flight to find them? Uuuhhhggghhh!’

You’re in the middle of a test but just can’t stop licking your lips because 'oh god glazed donuts…’

You can’t place a taste but you know you’ve tasted it before.

After going to Harry Potter world you realise 'it’s butterbeer!’ and then you try a butterbeer cappuccino or whatever and are just - 'goddamn it you jerk you ruined all my experiences!’

You start craving a signature dish from your town that is only served there. You go to the restaurant and see three people eating the meal, so you just walk up to the counter, order something that is nothing like the dish or something that you know that person hates because every time after you eat it you taste mouthwash.

You calmly sit down and just watch the people as you eat your meal. The person you least expected it to be - oh god it can’t be - looks up and is just like 'fuck’ and has that expression on their face.

They look around and see you. Their eyes widen at what you’re eating. You’re the only one eating it. You smirk and wave at them because 'haha sucker you laughed when I was teased about my soulmate and it’s you!’

Or one day you turn to your best friend like 'hey, can you see if anyone is eating -’ your eyes widened as you see they’re eating the EXACT MEAL you can taste.

Or a different ending where you follow a celebrity on Instagram and just see a picture of a steak with the caption being 'why the hell do I taste banana and honey… I’m eating a steak!’

And you just drop your toast. Your family stares at you as you squeal. Then you realise 'shit. That could be anyone.’ But you do taste steak… 'But anyone can be eating steak!’ You rush to the kitchen and pull out dark chocolate and go to the bathroom and start brushing your teeth.

Soon you see another picture of a steak and a caption of 'okay, now I’m tasting ANOTHER thing that clashes with my meal. Soulmate, please let me eat in peace… AND WHO HAS DARK CHOCOLATE AND TOOTHPASTE?!?! Will my future babies eat like this too? God save me…’

Something like that.

uwu Just ADHD things uwu

• not being able to maintain long lasting friendships/relationships
• wait did i eat?
• was told to do something but got distracted with another thing
• hyperfocushyperfocushyperfocus
• sleep? idk her
• brain never shuts the fuck up
• wanna study for a test? nope.
• finally getting that Energy™ then no energy
• angry at everything. fuck the world.
• “wow i didnt know you have adhd! you’re so calm and quiet!”
• talks too much when getting close to someone
• spacing out bc your brain thought of something interesting
• cant sit still during movies/long periods of time
• wanna get chores done today? nope. no energy.
• “it’s been like five hours!” “it’s been 10 minutes”
• more anger
• forgetting to do Important Things

who wants to fight against gravity?

anonymous asked:

I need the story of the Underground Shakespearian Ring

Okay, so the school I went to for 9th grade had this really bizarre grading setup that I still don’t understand- for some reason, instead of the teachers writing up and grading tests and exams and the like, all the work was sent to an unknown third party for them to grade??? It made no sense.

Now, for the most part, the school had decent teachers, and they would just teach the curriculum correctly and then you wouldn’t run into problems with the grading. My English teacher was not one of those teachers.

So like, she hated me pretty early on- she was my homeroom teacher and thought it was disrespectful that I slept in homeroom in the mornings (I was on sleeping pills and they never wore off completely until around 10am), I never had the vocab homework in on time (someone kept breaking into my locker and stealing my vocab books I had to buy a new one like five times), she thought it was “inherently pessimistic and stuck up” when she caught me reading a book called ‘Ninth Grade Slays’ (it was about vampires, not her?), and during our Greek Mythology unit I kept correcting her about the name pronunciations of the gods (she pronounced Hephaestus as Hepatitis one time holy shit). 

Anyway, her feelings on me aside, her teaching skills were shoddy at best. But I had had way worse teachers, so had the rest of the class, and Greek myths are pretty straight-up in what’s going on, so no one really had trouble with the third-party tests.

Then we get to the Romeo and Juliet unit.

Now, fun fact: Shakespeare has always come pretty easily to me. Like, to the point where I sometimes forget/fail to understand that other people have an incredibly hard time translating his works. (I told this whole story to my friends in the school I went to for 10th/11th/12th grade and when the drama department put on ‘Midsummers Night Dream’ one year, more than half the cast tried to get me to translate their scripts and monologues for them lmao).

So, anyway, I’m just a girl, reading Romeo and Juliet and digging how it’s going…and then the teacher starts ‘translating’ it.

Um.

I cannot sift through all the bullshit this woman was spewing, but let’s just say that my favorite part is during Romeo’s spew about Rosaline, there’s one part where he says something like ‘with cupid’s arrow/she hath diane’s will’, and the teacher was taking this to mean Rosaline was a Super Lesbian who was breaking the law or something and running away with her lover Diane, which would be a rad storyline, sure, but like…I’m just raising my hand like “Um Ma’am, Diana is the Roman goddess of chastity. What Romeo meant is that she told him she’s sworn off love and is probably becoming a nun?” and this woman just got. So angry. Like, excuse me, you are a student, you’re here to learn, so you clearly don’t know anything about this (I read Romeo and Juliet for the first time in like preschool whoops). Anyway, she continues on making up her own plot to the play, and I…well I was basically Hermione Fucking Granger at this point I couldn’t just sit there and listen to someone be this wrong about something omfg??? She just got angrier and angrier and stopped calling on me after a while.

So for a couple lessons I’m just left to seethe quietly, but one day after class this girl I knew since grade school came up to me and was like “Could you…? Tell me what the hell we’re supposed to be learning?” and I didn’t even like her but I liked the validation of being someone’s Chosen Teacher so I wrote out a summary for her of everything we had covered so far so she could actually write a comprehendible essay for our homework that night.

But THEN the during the class when we got our essays back, she made a HUGE DEAL, like ‘oh Molly, it wasn’t bad enough that you’ve been failing this course material, now you have to drag your friends into it by trying to re-write the play?’ (l m a o). Like this bitch had literally tried to fight me on ‘Paris is the guy Juliet’s father wants her to marry’ and she didn’t even put a grade on my essay where I said the play only ended in tragedy because of how young and naïve the kids were, that if they had taken a breather and thought things through it probably would’ve been fine (it was a damn good essay and I stand by it). But anyway, she’s trying to make me out to my classmate’s as someone who’s trying to sabotage their education for laughs.

This backfired on her.

See, it dawned on people one by one, that she was only teaching the wrong material -> so they wouldn’t know the right material -> so when they eventually would take the exams they would only have her crazy answers -> which the third party graders wouldn’t know about -> everyone fails this course that’s like half the overall grade of the year.

Most students consider that a problem.

So suddenly the class has decided I’m the fucking Shakespeare Whisperer or something, and one by one start begging me for help. At first I was confused, because as I said, it’s so easy for me that I didn’t realize literally the entire class was lost out of their asses here. omfg. So I was really getting hassled here but I didn’t want my entire class to fail you know???? So I started meeting with people during study halls or texting them after school so they knew what was going on. And then they started telling people in this teacher’s other classes, including upperclassmen who were lost as fuck, so this was quickly spiraling out of control on my end, but overall people were really starting to understand the plays better!! So I was feeling really great.

But then, the teacher noticed that none of the homework getting handed in to her matched up with her crazy translations, and knew I was the sole person to blame (naturally). She literally tried to get me suspended over this, she went to the school’s disciplinarian!

Note: This guy, Mr. C, knew I was a God damn angel- my science class was off the charts, inappropriately awful, so every time one of our science teacher’s wanted to give the entire class detention, instead of calling Mr. C up to the class room as was the rule, they’d send me down to get him so he’d know to write up every student except for me. So when my English teacher dragged me in there he was looking her like “What on Earth could this girl have possibly done to piss you off?” 😂😂

And when she explained he looked at her for a very long moment, glanced at me with a signature ‘Office’ Reaction Face™ , turned back to her and was like “You want her suspended…for starting a study group?” and I was CHOKING.

So that really pissed her off and they started fighting and this was a very overworked and Done man so at some point he gave up and was like “I’m not suspending her but fine we can put a ban on the study group if you leave my office” omfg. So all the other students get notified and now they’re back to freaking out about the upcoming exams.

So like two days later, I’m at lunch, complaining about this to one of my friends who had a different English teacher and thus no problem, and I’m on this whole angry rant (Because I’m pissed, a bunch of kid’s grades are gonna get fucked up because of this! They just wanted to do well! I just wanted to help them!) and my friends staring at me quietly the whole time and when I finish I’m like “What?” and she’s just like “…Molly did you literally start up Dumbledore’s Army in our fucking school?” and I died on scene.

But then I started thinking about the comparison and I was like? You know fucking what? If Harry Potter can get those kids to pass their fucking DADA test I can help kids pass their fucking English Exam. Bring it the fuck on, Umbridge.

So I started Spreading The Word that anyone who needs help with their Shakespeare course can still get help, we just all need to meet up once to hash out the details. After some back and forth notes and deliberations, we ended up meeting in the school library, which was hilarious for a few reasons:

1) It was directly across the hall from this teacher’s classroom.

2) It was actually a converted janitors closet, way smaller than all the other classrooms, and there were like 50 people shoved in there; Not exactly an ideal Room of Requirement

3) The library carried no Shakespeare texts, but had the entire Harry Potter series on display to see when you first walked in

But anyway, despite the fact that we were literally three feet away from her door while we were doing this, our teacher was none the wiser of the meeting. We worked out a game plan- everyone writes out bullshit essays that align with what the teacher’s expecting. After she grades those and gives them back, they get them to me- slipping them in my locker, handing it to me discreetly in the halls or in another class, what have you. I then try to power through the dizzying amount of confusion radiating out of the teacher’s mouth and onto these papers, and more or less write out better translation of what was going on in whatever scene they covered, what the highlights they needed to know were, stuff like that, and then slip it back to them in similar discreet fashion (so the teacher/disciplinarian wouldn’t see me and get suspicious ; also because I was like 15 and wanted to feel like a super cool secret agent). They would then keep my copies and use them as study guides for the upcoming exams, where they would then answer all the questions correctly, the way the third party graders would mark correctly, and pass the exams + the bullshit essays would get them high marks in the teacher’s homework grades. The teacher never caught on to what was happening, just thought her students finally started paying attention to her.

All in all, it was a complicated mess, but it fucking worked. I don’t think anyone failed their exams that year. Will I ever be cooler? No. I think I fucking peaked when I was 15.

Making Out with Peter Parker would include..

- first of all

- look at peter he’s so in love with you he couldn’t even focus for the gif

- ADSFGJK LOOK AT HIS EYES HE’S SO CUTE

- anyways

- you two cuties are literally a blushing mess

- happened while watching a movie at his place

- may just left to go get dinner

- him glancing at you

- holding your hand

- ‘hey (y/n) c-can i kiss you’

- ‘peter we’ve been dating for four months why do you keep asking’

- BUT YOU WERE NOT READY FOR WHAT HOMEBOY HAD READY FOR YOU

- but the little angel was so gentle

- truth is he really doesn’t want to pressure you

- or break boundaries

- what a caring baby AWAWAW

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Okay but guys I was inspired last night and I thought, “what about that au where Lance was on the Kerberos mission???”

And I was like, “Holy crap I gotta write this shit now” so here I am 

*ahem* so:

-The Garrison decided to have a special, one-spot-only for a cadet in the top class at the Garrison in order to boost publicity for the launch of the Kerberos mission

-They inputed a bunch of tests and shit in order to make sure the cadet was actually qualified to go to Kerberos

-Lance was originally not going to go because “It’s just gonna be a mission to find more boring space ice!”

-But then Hunk started explaining that it was probably a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity because it would look so good on his career and it would practically sky-rocket a lifetime as a fighter pilot 

-So Lance hits the books hard

-However, surprise surprise, Keith is competing for it as well.

-So insert all of this time competitively studying and trying to scope out the competition (but everyone knows that that’s not the only thing they’re checking out ;-) )

-After the testing is all over and done with, it is revealed that Lance one by ONE point 

-Lance is ecstatic

-The training with Shiro, Matt, and Samuel begin (because they have to make sure all of the crew members know what to do, and if they’ll even work together)

-Matt and Lance become instant best friends and have weird nicknames for each other (because they’re both brothers, giant memes, and secretly cry themselves to sleep at night) 

-Lance and Mr. Holt are pretty friendly, because Mr. Holt is a nice guy and they work well together

-Shiro is a tougher nut to crack, because he feels like Lance just isn’t as serious as Keith would be in this situation, but he does eventually grow to love Lance like a son 

-EVENTUALLY (gotta have that sweet Langst, amiright)

-Lance learns about Katie/Pidge from Matt and Mr. Holt’s MANY stories about them (Matt: Oh remember that time that Katie did this…), and grows a sort-of friendship with Keith because Shiro is Keith’s adopted brother and you cannot tell me otherwise 

-Then the launch happens

-Lance promises to send transmissions to Hunk every week, and they will both miss each other

-Keith has developed a sort-of crush by the time the launch happens, but he tells himself he’ll make sure that it’s real before he ruins what he has with Lance

-Then the mission goes south. 

-And they don’t come back. 

-Everyone is distraught. Lance’s family is broken, Hunk is horrified, and Keith is angry. 

-Keith ‘drops out’ (but is really expelled) from the Garrison after ‘behavioral issues’ (he tried to find out more about Kerberos)

-Hunk is trying to find out more, but he doesn’t want to get expelled so he has to do it very sparingly and quickly

-Enter Pidge

-Hunk and Pidge see the crash-landed pod from outer space and both think “Is that Lance/My family?”

-Surprise, surprise, it’s Space Dad himself, screaming ‘bout aliens. 

-Keith joins them 

-They go and find the Blue Lion 

-But, it just opens up for all of them instead of Lance, saying that she will take them to where they need to go, but none of them are worthy enough to pilot her

-Keith and Pidge theorize it’s because the Lion is an ancient force only able to be wielded by some sort of deity (or some other conspiracy theory) 

-They go to the castle

-And we’ll see what happens next ;-)))))))

Tell me if you want more and I’ll make another one :D

SKAM S04E09 Clip 5 - Maghrib

SANA: Please accept my fast, even though I’ve behaved badly. Please watch over Eva and Vilde and Noora, Chris. Please watch over Isak and Even and Elias and Yousef.

[VILDE: Hi, are you ready to meet up?

EVA: Sana! Chris and I will pick you up with the van in 20 minutes.

SANA: Ok cool

SANA: I regret cancelling the date with Yousef

NOORA: YEEES! Call him! Go!

EVA: Do it girl!! Life is NOW!!

SANA: According to Islam, life is after death. Which is one of the reasons why I should stay away from him

CHRIS: According to me, the abdomen is dead after death. Which is one of the reasons why you should meet him!!

VILDE: Yousef! Yousef! Yousef!

SANA: Hahaha I get why mom is worried that I don’t have any Muslim friends

NOORA: Hello! OK!! I can argue from an Islamic perspective

SANA: Now I’m intrigued

NOORA: Ok, doesn’t Islam believe in destiny?

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Six Years and Seven Days

This is pretending that Bellamy could hear Clarke talking all those years, she just can’t hear him responding, and that the ship at the end is them coming back to Earth. 

So…pain. 


Day Three

“Bellamy…are you up there? Are you alive? Is anyone alive?”

Static.

“I only woke up yesterday. At least, I think it was yesterday. I barely made it into the bunker in time, but I made it. And the computer says it’s been three days since the radiation hit, and I was so hungry I thought I might die. Please tell me you didn’t die.”

Silence.

“Bellamy, my mom was right. In a way. My face is disgusting, covered in boils. You’d be laughing at me…probably. Because she was right but so were you. I’m not dead Bellamy. I hope you aren’t either.”

His fingers slammed on the respond button, pushing it down to the point of it feeling like it would crack from the pressure.

“I’m not dead, Clarke. I’m not dead.”

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In spite of everything I love Harley Quinn but, damn, writers treat her so badly. I swear, the temptation to make her actually stupid must be terrible because it’s so often implied, or explicitly stated, that she slept her way through school. First of all, it does not work like that.  Second, she’s not a therapist or a psychologist, she’s a psychiatrist, she’s a fricking MD and a damn young one too. Managing pre-med and collegiate gymnastics that she relied on to keep her scholarship? Harley is fucked up, but she’s not the dumb blonde she plays. (also stop making her stacked, she’s a gymnast. she is 4’11” of pure muscle and is not top heavy)

If you want a good Harley backstory it’s simple. She’s ADHD but medicated and slightly robotic because of it. I want to take special care not to demonize meds but, rather, people’s disapproval of neurodivergence and a lack of focus on what is best for a patient rather than what is most convenient for others. So, maybe, around ten years old Harley is a hyperactive space cadet who’s brilliant at tests but sloppy at coursework, who would be a gymnastics prodigy if she could actually focus on technique and put in practice time instead of fooling around. Then the meds come and it’s actually really cool because she can do the things she needs to do instead of just wanting to do them, doing something else entirely, and getting in trouble. People are proud of her, she’s proud of herself. But now there are expectations. Family and teachers and coaches overschedule her, find worth only in her success and don’t care about her mental health at all as long as she’s performing and castigate her when she does fail. Fuck if you don’t internalize that. But she doesn’t look unhealthy and she’s doing amazing. She actually has to choose between the Olympic trials and continuing her grad studies. She probably has some issues with self-harm but it either doesn’t look like self-harm or is well covered up. 

When Arkham accepts her, fresh from her residency, it’s not a mistake. The woman is amazing. All they can see is a mountain of achievements rather than the seething ball of nerves, self-loathing, and imposter syndrome boiling just under the surface. That’s when Joker comes in. He’s got the Hannibal Lecter shtick down. Where everyone else sees an intelligent driven young woman he sees a frightened overwhelmed girl who is working her hardest to convince the world she’s anyone other than herself. Sending her into a nervous breakdown would be too easy so he doesn’t even bother. Instead he’s open with her, almost friendly. The other doctors are amazed, Harley is amazed, she’s not done anything particularly revolutionary but, for the first time in forever, it looks like the clown prince of crime is showing progress. He unravels her and it’s a challenge, she flinches back and gets very serious when he comes too close to the real Harley under the professional. Still, soon she’s questioning everything. She doesn’t even really like her co-workers. She hasn’t had a real friend in years. She’s forgotten how to have fun. Did she ever want this to be her life or did she just do it for other people? It starts so slowly that it looks, at first, like she’s getting better at self-care. Maybe something totally silly one weekend, a trampoline park where she can enjoy the way her toned body moves without stressing out over landings, a face painting booth at a street fair, some garishly colored downright tacky decoration that clashes with her sensible apartment. Suddenly she realizes how much she hates knowing the difference between cream and ecru. The beigeness of her life is repulsive. She hates the person she’s pretending to be even more that she hates herself which is really saying something.

After her weekend of freedom she would have called in sick if it wasn’t so suddenly important to see him. The relief she feels at talking to one of Gotham’s most infamous supercriminals is disturbing but it is relief and she’s been swallowing a slow-motion panic attack for hours. She admits, though she shouldn’t, that she took his advice about doing something fun and he teases her, what would straight-laced Doctor Quinzel do for fun? Did she realphabetize her sock drawer or buy a new clipboard? It’s not important to impress him, it’s really not. He’s dangerous, cruel, and he looks so proud when she admits that she bought a lamp shaped like a lawn flamingo. The only mistake, he says, is that she should have stolen it. She hopes the wicked thrill it gives her doesn’t show on her face. It does. She almost even laughs. He likes it when he can make her laugh and she likes it when he likes things.

It’s wrong and unprofessional, the relationship she develops, and she knows it but her whole life she’s been so high strung. Nothing she’s done has been for her, she’s not sure she knows how to really do selfish things anymore, but he knows the selfish things she needs to do. It feels good when she follows his advice even when it’s small things like the rainbow striped socks she wears concealed under her very bland slacks and sensible shoes. She’s so happy, almost giddy, and he loves her happiness, he loves her, he loves the real her that she’s had to beat down and hide for so long, the her that even she isn’t able to love. She is able to love him, though, and since he loves her she’s able to love herself for him, to protect and nurture something so important to him.

When the choice comes between her old self, the tedious endless labor of making the world proud, and Him, the spectacular man that brought color into her life, it’s not even a question. She kills Doctor Harleen Quinzel, she throws away the version of her that let herself burn just for medals and hollow accolades. She embraces Harley Quinn and it’s so much a part of her nature she can’t even see that she’s still living her life for someone else’s approval, except this time that person is a murderous clown. She hasn’t let her hair down, she’s just put it in pigtails instead of a bun.

I feel like straight people really aren’t aware of how deeply rooted homophobia is in society. Putting gay, or any LGBT+, characters in media is just seen as a political statement. Being gay is seen as a political statement. Our lives, ignoring any other factor, is just seen as “liberal bullshit”. We can barely see ourselves in the media everyone consumes, and that’s just one factor that alienates us from society and even being seen as human. Kids today are growing up learning from what they read and watch, and excluding gay characters is one of the largest reasons for homophobia, both internal and external. The media is supposed to reflect reality; characters are meant to be related to. And when we fail to see ourselves in what is supposed to be a parallel to our lives, we fail to see ourselves as human. How are we supposed to be proud when we’ve been alienated our whole lives? We grow up hearing about the murders of people like us, we are treated as the punchline in sitcoms, we hear people complaining about pandering when a character is revealed as gay. From a young age we are taught we aren’t supposed to be treated like people. We grow up learning to hate ourselves. Straight people may think we make a big deal of seeing gay characters in media, but for some people it’s all they have to feel normal. It’s a big step for us if a character is gay. For the people who have grown up to feel disgusted with their attraction, the people who feel dirty, the people who have been kicked out of their homes or lost friends from just being, sometimes seeing a cool character who is respected by others that happens to be gay is all we have to feel better about ourselves.

Another thing I’d like to talk about with gay characters in the media is the big “coming out” stories. The only reason we need these big reveals for a character to be gay is people believe by default everyone is straight. Why? Because that’s what we are taught is normal. It has to be a surprise to be gay. Straight people really have no idea how bad homophobia is just because they don’t have to deal with it. They don’t have to worry about their parents hating them for their sexuality. Once again on the whole coming out thing, is that it’s seen as some big event. One of the first things my straight friends will ask once I reveal I’m gay is, “Do your parents accept you?”. They’re so damn eager to find out if my parents actually treat me like a human being. I’m extremely lucky to have parents who aren’t homophobic and instead only occasionally innocently insensitive. But others? They’re abused, physically and emotionally. There are kids kicked out of their homes. Sometimes kids are even killed, by their PARENTS, just for being themselves. Coming out may be just a story for straight people, but for us it’s putting our future in our hands. We are testing to see if the people who say they love us are going to keep our word. We are going to see if our dearly beloved friends and family will still see us as people. Coming out can be terrifying, as this can be the step that causes children to lose their loved ones. And it’s not their fault, but they grow to believe that. “If I wasn’t gay, they wouldn’t hate me. I’m wrong,” Is what they believe. The only reason we fucking need pride parades and pride month is to convince ourselves we aren’t monsters. The reason we need to constantly say “Wow i’m so glad to be gay” is to convince ourselves that it’s true. We are just trying to fight off all this internalized hate towards ourselves, and yet straight people still speak over us and our issues, which they are causing.

Basically straight people need to calm the fuck down and shut their mouth and let LGBT+ people see themselves in the media, because you have no idea what an impact that can have on people.