all these feels ugh


It’s the time of night where I become a sappy shit

I’m addicted to the idea of being out in the rain with the person I love

Like pouring down rain, we’re both soaked to the bone, but too busy having fun to realize.

Running around, kicking water at each other, stomping in puddles.

Dancing around in the rain, looking like idiots but loving it.

Kissing in the rain, so caught up in each other.

Or like even being in with someone while it’s raining.

Sitting by the window with it cracked so you can hear the rain.

Music playing on the background

Just chilling in comfy sweats, cuddled up next to each other, reading books and enjoy each other company.

Soft kisses and dancing in our socks across the living room, slipping and sliding and just enjoying each other.

Just the smell of the rain and all the feelings it brings and ugh like it’s not even raining rn but I can’t stop thinking about this- Admin Whims

Animated movies that don't get enough love
  • Megamind: Strong female character, funny jokes, anti-bullying, great animation with touching scenes, and strong moral messages
  • Wreck it Ralph: Again strong female characters, plus overcoming mental hardships, proving that being different is okay, amazing moral messages, beautiful animation and a hella rad plot
  • Brave: Strong female characters, different views, wonderful animation, proved that you don't need a man to save you, cutting your own destiny, awesome characters, magic broken by actual love, and strong mother-daughter relationship
  • Peabody and Sherman: Is packed with witty dialogue, good morals about unconventional families, fatherhood, and childhood struggle, it respects the intelligence of its younger audience, does actually manage to teach some history to its watchers, and has well animated characters (plus mr. peabody is a boss ass bitch)
  • Atlantis: whats this i smell? Its...its more STRONG FEMALE CHARACTERS, roots for the underdog, over coming physical and mental hardships, shows religious differences, beautiful animation, witty character dialogue, sassy one-liner dialogue and humor, and a detailed plot and story line
  • How to train your dragon 2: Beautiful animation, MORE STRONG FEMALE CHARACTERS, plus characters who aren't physically strong being portrayed as strong, showed that war isn't always the answer, major feels trip, shows friendship and compassion, mother-son relationship rekindled, DRAGONS, ADORABLE PRECIOUS DRAGONS, CANT BELIEVE THIS MOVIE GOT OVERSHADOWED BY FROZEN

it is so important to me that we have Celaena, a girl who shunned other girls and was taught to mistrust any and all competition, but who grows up to become a woman who mends bonds with the women she hated, like Kaltain and Lysandra. It means so much to me that Sarah shows how when girls hate other girls, often it’s because they have been taught to view others as competition, but that this attitude can be changed, and that the best allies women have are other women.

Because you know who helps Aelin the most on her journey? Other than Rowan? Lysandra when she helps Aelin trick everyone at the end of EoS, and gives up her LIFE to become Aelin and lead Terrasen. Kaltain, when she gives the key to Elide and burns Morath. Elide, when she takes the key and crosses continents with it clutched against her breast, braving fae warriors and monsters and fighting against all odds, all with a mangled ankle and steel in her heart. And fucking Manon. Manon who has never met Aelin before, who was hit in the face by Aelin- even Manon helps. Manon protects Elide and saves the wyrd key from Maeve’s clutches so that Aelin’s sacrifice will not be in vain. And Manon, Manon decides to ally her witches with Aelin, and pledges to find the crochans, again, to fight for and with Aelin. 

And all of these women rally behind a woman who at one point did not like some of them. Who mistreated them. But these women- Manon, Elide, Kaltain, Lysandra- all understand what it’s like to be fighting alone. They understand that Aelin is good at heart, and that she just needs forgiveness and a chance. So they help her. Against all odds.

And it just fills my heart will so much joy. That Sarah has given us a book that is so driven by women and by the bonds they forge and by their innate strength of heart. Ugh. It’s just so beautiful. 

  • what she says: I'm fine
  • what she means: Iroh, though. He could’ve stayed in the Fire Nation and lived a cushy life. He could’ve had whatever he wanted - a comfortable home, a slew of servants, a tea shop - any retiree’s dream following a long, highly successful career in a war. He could’ve been mostly happy and mostly content, free to do whatever he pleased really as the Fire Lord’s brother and a former general. He didn’t have to do any of the things he did for Zuko. He really didn’t. Zuko wasn’t even his kid! But guess what? Iroh loved Zuko like his own son. And Iroh left everything he knew to follow this asshole of a kid around the world on a pointless mission all the while loving him like Zuko had never been loved before and I just... Iroh, though. Uncle Iroh.

viserys lost his mind because he had to grow up without his lady mother and only friend rhaella. I’m not accepting any other theories. 

anonymous asked:

iftheresnolove tumblr com/post/159852370720/now-that-its-late-and-nobodys-paying-attention-i - Holy s... - they're now claiming there was LESS prejudice about a man "breaking gender norms" when Bowie and Prince were doing it compared to now with Harry "doing it", and erasing gay men like Olly Alexander and a man of color in Jaden Smith and the things they've done because they aren't as big a star as Harry. This says so much about Larries and they don't even realize it.

calling @i-swear-i-used-to-hate-them​ to do this justice because all I can do is scream

“because gender roles have been solidified”




“Masculinity is not perceived as it was back then. There’s more prejudice.”

if the rest of my posts on this blog aren’t up to my previously established quality, it’s because READING THIS POST HAS MADE ME STUPIDER.

What do you say???? This is literally her telling her followers the sky is green. And it has hundreds of notes. Going “oh yeah, masculinity is more rigidly enforced now than in the 70s, ok cool.” WHAT?????? Because glam rock fashion is no longer what most pop stars wear. That is literally her only metric for this. I just. I fucking. What the fuck.


“Nobody’s erasing what those music legends have done.” she says, then proceeds to spend 5 paragraphs saying WHAT THEY DID WAS NO BIG DEAL??? Saying that what they did was just part of fashion and that what Harry is doing is more significant??? WHAT. THE. FUCK.

Parent Adam and Belle Headcanons

Because yes. 

  • Belle holds off on telling Adam she’s pregnant for the longest time, because she wants to be sure. Eventually, she can’t decide on how to tell him, so she keeps putting it off until Adam notices she’s acting strange. 
    • Adam: “Are you okay, you’ve been acting very agitated lately”
    • Belle: “No, I’m fine”
    • Adam: “I know when you’re fine, and you are not fine” 
  • They get into an argument, and Belle lets it slip that’s she’s pregnant without even meaning to. Adam goes completely silent, with pure shock and joy on his face. Adam asks if she’s serious, and Belle answers of course she’s serious why would she lie about this? Adam goes silent again, taking it all in. He then finally rushes up to her, picks her up, and twirls her around in his arms. 
  • When they announce Belle’s pregnancy to the royal court, some of the nobles are all “oh have you chosen a nanny/governess?” and Adam and Belle are like “um wtf no?” 
    • Both Adam and Belle eventually (and begrudgingly) relent when Cogsworth insists they hire a governess because they’ve become so tired they’re falling asleep at the dinner table. Still, Adam and Belle take every possible opportunity to see their children. 
  • About a month before the birth, Adam suddenly becomes very nervous about parenthood. The shadow of his father looms over him, as well as what happened to his mother. Belle reassures him that he’s not his father, and could never be. 
  • Belle gives birth to twins: first a boy, then a girl. 
  • Adam is pacing the hell out of the floor outside the room in nervousness and anticipation. (”It’s not supposed to last this long, is it?”). Cogsworth tries to calm him down, but it doesn’t work. Finally, the physician exits comes out to deliver the news. Adam rushes into the room, overwhelmed at the sight of Belle, and his new children. He starts crying, and Belle starts crying at the sight. 
  • While Adam and Belle are decisive about their son’s name, they’re less so about their daughter’s. Adam wants to name her after Belle’s mother, while Belle wants to name her after Adam’s. They eventually come to the consensus that the girl with have both of the mothers’ names, and Adam relents, letting Belle decide which order they will be. 
  • Adam rivals Maurice with his overprotectiveness. Belle has to remind him not to worry constantly. Even so, he’s worried that one little mistake will make him like his father. 
  • Belle and Adam take turns readings to their children at night (and sometimes get into playful competitions over who tells the best bedtime story). They also sing to their children. All the time. 
  • The family often go on walks in the gardens. Belle usually recites a passage from the book she’s been reading. One morning, she recites from Romeo and Juliet, and Adam gives her a look and says “you’re not trying to convert the children into loving that, are you?” and Belle just laughs and continues to recite, and Adam can’t help but love it because dammit it sounds so good when she says it. 
  • Their children get Expensive Educations™. 
I like you

John didn’t know how he got himself in this position, he remembered being firm and saying no a couple of times but then, she smiled at him. She freaking smiled like he had never done anything wrong in his life. Next thing he knew he was looking at her dead in the eye while she smirked and held the razor in her hands. 

Y/N sat on the bathroom’s counter so her hands could reach his face freely, and her eyes could actually supervise what she was doing. “I just wanna see how you look like without it,” she said for the third time since they first began discussing it. John raised an eyebrow and didn’t even bothered to reply. “It grows back” she argued.

 Y/N wanted to go old school with the straight razor and everything, but after contemplating that idea she realized it wouldn’t be a good option. 

Y/N leaned towards his tall figure taking him by surprised and without a hurry she pecked his lips. Once…Twice….Until she got a smile out of him. The corner of her lips switch up as she ended the kiss. 

He felt her tip her head once more to the side letting him know she wasn’t done and he couldn’t help but to respond by placing his right hand in the back of her neck bringing her to him once more. 

This time she cut it short by pulling his bottom lip in a teasing manner. “Shall we?” She asked, like nothing had passed. He sighed, placing his hands on her bare thighs. John looked at her in an almost mocking fashion. “How do you want me?” He asked. She smirked. “That’s a very dangerous question to ask, Mr. Wick" 

“Just leaned your head back” Her right hand moved slowly, as she was afraid to hurt him. That thought alone sounded silly since he had endured so much pain over the years, a small cut wouldn’t begin to faze him. 

Half way through they had turn on the radio and now low music was heard in the background. Y/N had only swore once so far, when she almost cut him but thankfully she had managed to avoid it. It was coming on nicely and she was surprised that John hadn’t complained so far. In fact, he seemed relaxed.

Seeing him like that made her genuinely happy. His hands kept going from her thighs to her waist which didn’t exactly help her concentration, but if it helped him stay on the relaxation train then she would find a way to deal with it. 

When half was done, she joked that her hand was getting tired and that maybe she would finish the following day. Y/N thought his reaction was priceless and when he threw her a don’t you dare look, she could only reply in laughter.

 "…and done!“ Y/N said excitedly as she, with a towel, cleaned him up. 

"You know I could’ve done that part” he replied. “Nope. I offer full service” She examined him, adding finishing touches like he was her canvas and he was her most important project so far. 


"What?” He immediately replied. It was stupid, he wasn’t nervous but when she stared at him like that, he felt like he couldn’t hide anything from her. Uneasy, that’s the word he was looking for. He didn’t enjoyed feeling exposed. 

“You look,” she began to say slowly as if she was trying to build suspense. “Different. Not a bad different” she added quickly, “Just that. Different” She thought he looked younger in a way, but she guessed all men do when they shaved their beards.

As her arms went around his neck as she took him in, another thought came to Y/N’s mind, one that had been crawling its way through her for awhile now but she didn’t dared to voiced it. Not yet. Not until she was sure John was ready to confess as well what she already knew. So she simply smiled and said. “I like it. I like you" 

His fingers brushed her hair out of her face, his hand then cupped her cheek as John took a small breath before replying. He heard those words knowing they disguised deeper feelings. Something he never thought he would experience again with someone new. "I like you too" 

12.18 coda

Sam tells him in the diner that satyrs lure people away with a promise of pleasure just so they can eat them raw.

Dean thinks that well-meaning waitresses might work the same way.

She gives him a smile, a sweet one that’s everything right with a world so far from his own, and he’s able to let go of his stress after days of stewing in desperate silence. She grabs his hand and leads him out back after the dinner rush slows, and Dean knows he won’t be going back to the motel with Sam tonight. He’ll be wandering, bare foot and chasing a half-real high.

And it works. His body takes over as soon as that door shuts and it tells him he’s happy. But he can feel her teeth digging into him just the wrong side of too hard when they kiss. Her nails gouge deep into his shoulders, leave marks, remind him again that he’s hurting. Her pours his passion into her and he leaves himself cold and empty in the process. 

She devours him and she doesn’t even know she’s doing it.

He lies there in bed with her long after she’s curled up and gone to sleep but invited him to stay, facing away from him in a strip of exposed moonlight. Dean runs one hand softly along the swell of his chest, the closed cavity of his heart, just to make sure that he’s still all there. He stays.

Taptaptaps his fingers. Just can’t seem to help himself. Still longing. Still worrying.

He rolls onto her again in the morning after a bad dream wakes him up and they fuck against her bedroom door before they leave. Dean keeps his tie askew even when he drops her off at the restaurant. He arches desperately closer into her in the doorway, seeking warmth, and he forgets to care if anyone is watching him.

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