and everyone who puts up with me


it’s……up……my first year film in CalArts………

Putting “CalArts 20XX” after my work is totally my life dream so now I can die happily.

I kind of hate my film(?) and hope i’ve spent more time on it but I’m happy with the experience this year. Thanks so much for everyone who’ve helped me!

me: the writers didnt always know smithers was gay. after the first couple of seasons they wondered why he would put up with being constantly mistreated and one of them asked “what if he was in love with him” and it stuck. the more the show went on the more they made it apparent that he doesnt only love him but he likes men in general . i think thats good character development and that it could be seen as him coming to terms with who he is

everyone: please go to bed it’s 3am

TalesFromThePizzaGuy: Called out a fellow driver who steals deliveries.

I was in the middle of my sidework to get out last night and it was just me and one other driver working that night. I was still on the screen before him to take a double and I was sweeping while I was waiting for the next one to come out, when suddenly he took over on the cut table and told one of the CSR “DONT WORRY I’LL CUT MY DELIVERY.”

I was livid. I’ve been putting up with this shit of him stealing everyone’s deliveries for two years and now I’ve had enough. I got livid and the CSR and the cook and the manager all shared my anxiety because this fellow is terrible to work with. He refuses to sweep and mop because of his “”“”“bad back”“”“” and he’ll try and be nice to everyone just to get them to do his stuff for him. So while he was out on my two deliveries I got clocked out and waited for him to get back because shit was gonna hit the fan. He finally gets back and when he gets back I ask him, as calm as I could:

Me - “Why did you take my deliveries?”

Him - “They were your deliveries?”

Me - “Yea, my name was up on the screen”

Him - “Sorry bud I didn’t see that”

Me - “That don’t cut it, why did you take my deliveries”

Him - “No reason”

Me - “So you had no reason to take my deliveries?”

Him - “Yea, no reason”

Me - “Then why did you take them?”

Him - “I dunno, but if you want my next delivery you can have it-”

Me - “No, since you don’t have any problem taking my delivery you can take the rest of them”

And then I left. But I came back later to meet up with the rest of everyone to go to Steak N Shake to celebrate. They said after I left that he started throwing a fit and was angrilly banging pans and shit since he was the closing driver and closing drivers do dishes and shit. But yea, that was the highlight of my night last night. Either he’s going to see this as a wakeup call and stop being too useless or he’ll be even more passive aggressive with everyone. Time shall tell.

By: universetwisters1

//y’all i gotta just fuckin like. appreciate the shit outta this for a moment??? 

i’m fucking astounded that 300 of y’all took a look at this asswipe of a blog and decided it was worth following. if i’m gonna be completely honest, i’ve been kinda anxious about how i’ve been running this blog; being away, having weird characterization at points, having so many ooc posts (like damn), dropping threads and and putting off answering things…

but, over the past few days i’ve felt much better about it, even if it is kinda inconsistent at times. hitting 300 followers was honestly a huge fucking shock and i’m incredibly grateful to everyone who follows this hellhole. honestly, seeing this kinda reassures me that people do at least tolerate my content. 

aside from that, though, i gotta get a lil sappy again and say that i’m so fucking glad i decided to join this community and suck it up enough to actually talk to the people involved. ngl y’all have been the highlight of my day for weeks now ^w^

i’ll end this with a shoutout to all of the suggestion blogs and everyone who regularly interacts with them. ily all and thank you for everything <3 <3 <3

Tagged by @error404cantfindusername Everyone go check out her blog.

RULES: Copy this post into a new text post, remove my answers and put in yours. When you are done, tag up to 10 people and also tag the person who tagged you… and most importantly, have fun!
A) Age: 18
B) Biggest fears: Loneliness, certain insects
C) Current Time: 6:00 pm 4/23/2016
D) Drink you last had: Water
E) Every day starts with: An alarm waking me up
F) Favorite song at the moment: I’m really into Superheroes by Coldplay
G) Greatest thing to happen to you: So far, getting into college.
H) Hometown: New York.
I) In love with: Cartoons, Webcomics, Books
J) Jealous of?: Nothing really
K) Killed someone?: Not really
L) Last time you cried?: Cried a while back cause senior year is ending really soon
M) Middle name: N/A
N) Siblings?: Only Child
O) One wish?: I wish for everyone to be happy and eventually in an ideal place in their life.
P) Person you last called/texted: My friend
Q) Question you’re always asked?: Why? Lol
R) Reason to smile: Tv shows, friends, family, books, cute animals, baby animals
S) Song last sung? Washingtons on your side by wiz khalifa from the Hamilton mixtape
T) Time you woke up: 7:40am
V) Dream Vacation?: A trip to Disneyland in California or Road trip across the Northeast
W) Worst habits? Procrastination, Stuttering when I’m nervous, multiple other things
X) X-ray you’ve had: Once for my spine
Y) Your favorite foods: Pasta, Hot Dogs, Oreos, Brownies, Burgers
Z) Zodiac sign: Sagittarius
I tag @ginadotexe @the-city-kitty @ispeakintypos @seasons-of-stories @weneedsome-light @mr-universe99 and anyone else who’s interested.

50 followers holY SHIT

*Squints* Wh-Who are you people? What do you want from me? Where did you come from- did someone send you?! *Sighs* I appear to have stalkers…It is time to prime my security protocols. 

((Honestly though, I just want to thank you all so much, to everyone who has rp with me, followed, reblogged, liked or even seen one of my posts or thought to themselves, ‘Wow, that isn’t actually shit.’ When I first opened this blog, my follower goal was like, 25, and I told myself I was being generous, and that it was a long term goal. The fact that I have managed to double that, so soon as well, honestly has just given me this huge boost in confidence! 

I know I can be annoying and immature, but the fact that you all put up with that honestly puts this big, goofy grin on my face. Not only that but honestly I feel like such a part of this strange community of rp shitposts we have going :P But yeah, sorry for taking up dashboard space, I just wanted to thank you all and yeah, have a lovely day! 

Sophia out!))

My favorite Shady/Illegal tips

*If you don’t have a stamp, reverse your destination and return addresses. The post office will deliver it to the return address for free

*One bag of garbage from a McDonald’s dumpster has hundreds of receipts in it, each of which has a survey. Submit each one for lots of free food

*Holding a cell phone to your ear justifies loitering. This aids in public urination, dumpster diving, stalking, trespassing, etc

*If you’re going to plagiarize, plagiarize something in a foreign language. Use a translator and spend a few minutes touching up the results.

*If they have free refills, save your cup. Next time you eat there, your drink is free.

*A plastic coffee stir stick can fool any push in coin acceptor that loads the coins on edge. Just insert stir stick, push the mechanism forward until you feel the stick hit a bump, push the bump down with the stick and push the mech all the way in

*If you look like you know what you’re doing, no one will bother you.

*When lying, always include something slightly embarrassing, or something that makes you look bad, as part of your story. It’s not only going to disarm their skepticism (admitting to something embarrassing gives an impression of humility), but even if they remain skeptical, they’ll be left wondering why you would make something up that you’d rather keep secret if it were true

*Using Clorox or any bleach will turn the red/pink liquid detection dot on electronic devices back to white so they replace them under warranty

* “A drug dealer in DC taught me to pick my nose if the police are staring at me. No one picks their nose if they think someone is watching them, so it’s the ultimate way of being nonchalant.”

* "I learned that you can get into almost any special event by wearing a chef coat. Even just carrying one and walking like you know where you’re going will work every time. Most people don’t want to look stupid by asking you who you are.“ 

* "My go to missing work call was never "I’m sick”, it was “Family problems”. They never questioned it, it’s vague enough and embarrassing enough that nobody ever asks.“ 

*As part of the employee training at Target, they teach you that if a customer argues over a price, and the full price is under $20, to just give it to them for whatever price they claim. It’s cheaper for the company to move on to the next customer than to call in a price check.

*Put a rolled up sock in the change slot on a vending machine, come back back 4 days later….and pull sock….you will be 6-ish dollars richer.

*If it’s a small lie, like who farted or who put the empty milk carton in the fridge, I’ll tell a terrible lie. I’ll not be able to hold a straight face, contradict myself, basically suck at lying.Now everyone I know thinks I can’t tell a lie to save my life. So when I really need a big lie, I nail it every time. No one ever suspects me when I lie straight faced.

*Bring crutches to an airport. Bypass every line (including boarding) and you are chauffeured to your gate the second you pass through security.

*Make up a secret to share with someone- they may open up and share far more valuable real secrets.

*Here’s a classic. Drive over to your 7/11 of choice. Fill up a Slurpee and drop some candy bars in that bitch. Make sure the candy bars aren’t showing. Cover the Slurpee and pay for it. Free Snickers bitch.

*I tell everyone i’ve never done any drugs. Suddenly everyone offers me cocaine, ecstasy, pot, lsd. I think i’ve had $200 worth of drugs each weekend for free.Same with liquor. "Im not drinking tonight” BOOM! Everyone gives me booze. Its like everyone wants to break your integrity as soon as you tell them you are not doing whatever they are doing.

*If you need to cash from an ATM and its not a large amount, buy a 5 cent piece of gum from a gas station that has the cash back option. Its cheaper than a $3 charge

*Act less intelligent than you really are. Acting stupid can get you out of some tricky situations. Feigning ignorance is way better than admitting you knew better but did it anyway. My old man used to say ‘It is easier to beg forgiveness than ask for permission’…sometimes it’s true.

*Every time I fly, when I land I’ll pen a little complaint to the airline that flew me. You know, I’ll come up with something like “oh, they denied me a drink! Oh, the food wasn’t vegetarian!” Whatever miscellaneous hogwash potpourri comes to my crazy brain. And like clockwork, within a business day, they’re reimbursing me with a $50 voucher, a $100 voucher, I can sell that on the secondary market.

*I’ve always had a lot of success in shutting nosy people up by blaming any personal issue on allergies. Crying from a panic attack? Allergies giving me puffy eyes. What’s that mysterious pill I’m taking? Allergy meds. Why am I acting spaced out/hungover/tired? Allergies meds making me drowsy.

*If you really wanna get away with some shit, buy a reflective vest, a white hard hat, and a clipboard. You can go ANYWHERE.

Give me a story where one of Bruce’s children has a kid (it doesn’t matter who, but Jason would be so sweet as a father) and Bruce is blown away by the fact that he is a grandfather. Where he’s standing there holding this tiny baby in his arms and he’s completely lost for words. He’s never been good with words, but now he can’t even begin to form them.

Because this is something he never expected. Not in a million years did he imagine himself as a grandfather. He had seen his life going down a very specific path when he was young. A very specific, very lonely path. Long term attachments had been outlawed to him by his choice of lifestyle, and children were even more out of the question.

He’d always known what the cape and cowl meant: an end to the Wayne family line. He had no siblings, and no close relatives. No one to continue the historical name, and he’d been ok with it. Or at least he thought he had. So when Dick, then Jason, Cass, Tim, and Damian had come they’d each been a surprise. A happy surprise, a surprise that was to Bruce always fleeting. Especially when he lost them, especially when he got them back. 

So no, he hadn’t expected a grandchild. Not when everyone of his own kids had followed his footsteps. They’d all done it in their own unique way, but Bruce still saw what they did as a road with one outcome. That outcome was never settling down, never finding ‘the one’, and never starting their own family.

Yet. Here he stood, holding, not just the next generation, but the third generation of the Wayne name after his parents. Bright and bubbly, in his arms there was life, and with life hope for the future. Not just the future of his family, but the future in general. Because if a man like him could be so lucky to have made it to becoming a grandfather, then the world was better than he’d thought it was.

[LYRICS] Not Today by BTS


All the underdogs in the world
A day may come when we lose
But it is not today
Today we fight

No not today
언젠가 꽃은 지겠지
But no not today
그 때가 오늘은 아니지
No no not today
아직은 죽기엔 too good day
No no not today no no no not today
그래 우리는 EXTRA

But still part of this world
그것도 별 거 아녀
오늘은 절대 죽지 말아
빛은 어둠을 뚫고 나가
새 세상 너도 원해
Oh baby yes I want it

날아갈 수 없음 뛰어
Today we will survive
뛰어갈 수 없음 걸어
Today we will survive
걸어갈 수 없음 기어
기어서라도 gear up
겨눠 총 조준 발사

Not not today Not not today
Hey 뱁새들아 다 hands up
Hey 친구들아 다 hands up
Hey 나를 믿는다면 hands up
총 조준 발사

죽지 않아 묻지 마라 소리 질러
Not not today
꿇지 마라 울지 않아 손을 들어
Not not today
Hey Not not today
Hey Not not today
Hey Not not today
총 조준 발사

Too hot 성공을 doublin’
Too hot 차트를 덤블링
Too high we on 트램펄린
Too high 누가 좀 멈추길

우린 할 수가 없었단다 실패
서로가 서롤 전부 믿었기에
What you say yeah Not today yeah
오늘은 안 죽어 절대 yeah

너의 곁에 나를 믿어
Together we won’t die
나의 곁에 너를 믿어
Together we won’t die
함께라는 말을 믿어
방탄이란 걸 믿어
겨눠 총 조준 발사

Not not today Not not today
Hey 뱁새들아 다 hands up
Hey 친구들아 다 hands up
Hey 나를 믿는다면 hands up
총 조준 발사

죽지 않아 묻지 마라 소리 질러
Not not today
꿇지 마라 울지 않아 손을 들어
Not not today
Hey Not not today
Hey Not not today
Hey Not not today
총 조준 발사

Throw it up Throw it up
니 눈 속의 두려움 따위는 버려
Break it up Break it up
널 가두는 유리천장 따윈 부숴
Turn it up Turn it up
Burn it up Burn it up
승리의 그날까지 fight
무릎 꿇지 마 무너지지마
That’s Do not today

Not not today Not not today
Hey 뱁새들아 다 hands up
Hey 친구들아 다 hands up
Hey 나를 믿는다면 hands up
총 조준 발사

죽지 않아 묻지 마라 소리 질러
Not not today
꿇지 마라 울지 않아 손을 들어
Not not today
Hey Not not today
Hey Not not today
Hey Not not today


All the underdogs in the world
A day may come when we lose
But it is not today
Today we fight

No not today
The flowers will fall someday
But no not today
The time for that is not today
No no not today
To die, it’s yet a too good day
No no not today no no no not today
That’s right, we are EXTRA

But still part of this world
Even that is no big deal
Don’t ever die, not today
Light pierces through darkness
You want the new world too
Oh baby yes I want it

If you can’t fly, then run
Today we will survive
If you can’t run, then walk
Today we will survive
If you can’t walk, then crawl
Even if you (have to) crawl, gear up
Ready your guns, aim, fire

Not not today Not not today
Hey crow-tits* everyone hands up
Hey friends, everyone hands up
Hey if you believe in me hands up
Guns, aim, fire

I won’t die, don’t ask, scream
Not not today
Don’t surrender, I won’t cry, put your hands up
Not not today
Hey Not not today
Hey Not not today
Hey Not not today
Guns, aim, fire

Too hot Success is doublin’
Too hot The charts are tumbling
Too high we on trampoline
Too high Would someone please stop us

We just couldn’t, (we couldn’t) fail
It was because we had all believed in each other
What you say yeah Not today yeah
I won’t die today, definitely (not); yeah

Believe in me, who is beside you
Together we won’t die
I believe in you, who is beside me
Together we won’t die
Believe when we say we’ll be together
Believe in this thing called Bangtan
Ready your guns, aim, fire

Not not today Not not today
Hey crow-tits* everyone hands up
Hey friends, everyone hands up
Hey if you believe in me hands up
Guns, aim, fire

I won’t die, don’t ask, scream
Not not today
Don’t surrender, I won’t cry, put your hands up
Not not today
Hey Not not today
Hey Not not today
Hey Not not today
Guns, aim, fire

Throw it up Throw it up
Just toss away the fear in your eyes
Break it up Break it up
Just smash the glass ceiling that shuts you in
Turn it up Turn it up
Burn it up Burn it up
Until the day of victory, Fight
Don’t kneel, don’t crumble
That’s Do not today

Not not today Not not today
Hey crow-tits* everyone hands up
Hey friends, everyone hands up
Hey if you believe in me hands up
Guns, aim, fire

I won’t die, don’t ask, scream
Not not today
Don’t kneel, I won’t cry, put your hands up
Not not today
Hey Not not today
Hey Not not today
Hey Not not today

(T/N: * 뱁새/Baebsae is a Korean Crow-Tit but it is also used to call someone
          who ruins themselves by trying to imitate/copy people who are better
          than them. It comes from the saying 뱁새가 황새 걸음을 걸으면 가랑이
          가 찢어진다 meaning “If a crow-tit walks like a stork, it will tear its legs.” BTS previously released a song titled ‘Baebsae’)

Trans cr; Alli & Lim @ bts-trans

Some of y’all are asking about the ritual with the scotch, so HERE IS A STORY THAT SPANS SEVERAL GENERATIONS OF SHENNANIGANS.

So my dad’s side of the family is a bunch of rowdy farm boys with a dark sense of humor. My oldest uncle Tim was the first to get married and the rest of them orchestrated this complicated, almost medieval style dance routine on the dance floor where they would switch dance partners mid-song and slowly danced the bride towards the door, swept her up, put her in the back of the pickup truck, and took her away.

Tim doesn’t notice until the song ends. This was in the 70′s, way before cell phones. The front desk of the hotel gets a call, it’s one of my uncles. “We have your wife. The price is one bottle of scotch.”

He’s like ‘what is this shit?’ And he figures they can’t hold out too long. They have to come back sometime. No. They are literally driving her around the block several times, stopping at pay phones to check in to see if he’s gotten the ransom. This goes on for about an hour.

So he goes out and gets a bottle of scotch, puts it by the door as they drive by and everyone returns.

All the boys got married in the order of their birth and let me just say… they’re not above petty payback. Next one up is Jay who just… seems to forget entirely that his brothers are complete jackasses. Also, he was kind of the ringleader at the last one so there’s no way they could do it to him!

Haha… ha…. haaaaaaaa… oh, uncle Jay. You sweet summer child… who is also several decades older than me. 

Bride gets kidnapped, almost in the same manner as Tim’s. The price, as always, is a bottle of scotch. But Jay… oh… Jay…

Jay just HAD to get his ass married on a Sunday and this is Indiana, buck-o. There ain’t no alcohol sales on Sundays. No liquor stores, no grocery stores, no convenience stores. Nowhere. But there WAS a bar at the Marriott holding the reception. So he had to pay the front desk $75 for a bottle of scotch maybe worth $20 so he could get his wife back. 

A pattern emerges. 

My uncle Moe was next in line. They…. eloped for reasons, but for the purposes of this story we will say that he avoided a situation where his brothers could steal his wife. It’s kind of a personality thing with him, we’ve noticed. Just… ‘oh! Let me avoid this conflict entirely.’ 

Next up is my dad, who is a fun-loving dude who had his reception at a bowling alley and he was NOT, I repeat: NOT- going to have this night ruined by larceny when there is IMPORTANT BOWLING TO BE DONE. Buys a bottle of scotch and and presents it to his brothers with a big audience just so no one can claim that he didn’t. Everyone has fun. 

Moe’s first marriage falls through, and I’m not saying that there’s superstitious reasons for this but I’m just saying- he most certainly DID NOT present a bottle of scotch as an offering at the reception so we must reasonably assume that this had something to do with it. He gets married again and you better believe that there was a bottle of scotch waiting for his brothers at their table. 

So this tradition carried on into the next generation. No one actually expects that the four of them are up to kidnapping anyone when they’re well into their 50′s, but no one is about to risk it. There is a bottle of scotch at the table where the brothers sit at every wedding. 

But my cousin Julia is a perfectionist and if there is any detail that might go wrong, she is going to obsess over it. Because of this, she has a tendency to overcompensate to make sure that NOTHING goes wrong. NOTHING. 

She plans her big moment TO THE MINUTE and a week before the wedding she has this revelation… she has heard… stories. 

Oh no. 

The scotch. 

Around the same time, my grandma is moving out of her old house and she’s inviting family members to rifle through her old things before she gives them to Goodwill. Me, my dad, Tim, and Jay are all there. We’re about to leave when Moe comes up the drive way with a BIG BOX. 

And Gran is like ‘I don’t need more stuff… I don’t need more stuff.. what the fresh hell have you brought to me this time, son of mine?’

He sets it on the floor and it clinks. 

“Julia has ordered me to bring this as a preemptive offer to ensure that there will be no need for a ransom.”

He has brought 24 bottles of scotch. Each brother, including himself, can have six bottles. Whatever debt might have been incurred from his first marriage has been paid off. Her children, and her children’s children, and her children’s children’s children… will no longer need to live in fear of kidnapping on their wedding night. 

This is a sharp contrast to my sister-in-law, who learned of this tradition a week before her wedding, went out and bought a bottle of scotch, slammed it down on their table, and told them to fight for it. 

6 Motivation Tips for College

As we all know (or have heard), college is a seriously hands-on-deck, time consuming experience, no matter what you study. That’s not to say that it’s all stress-inducing, all the time, but it requires a different kind of time management and focus than what you’re used to in high school. The difficulty of it all can sometimes be a little overwhelming/disheartening, which is why it is always important to find different ways to stay motivated and on-task. Here are some of the ways I keep myself going when I’m so close to quitting:

1. Picture the end-game: this is a classic. Whenever I’ve studied so much that I’m close to tears, I remember my goals. Short-term first, then long-term. I think, “Okay, no, you can’t give up because you told yourself at the beginning of this semester that you wanted all A’s. You have to keep going for those A’s.” and afterwards I follow it up with, “And why is it that you want those A’s? Because you want to get into a kickass med school!”

2. Think about others/build expectations: sometimes, just thinking about yourself isn’t enough. I have my slacker periods when I think “So what if I don’t do well in this test? I’ve done well enough in others”, or “I’ll do better in the next one”. I try to remember that I’m trying to build a relationship with the professor during this class; it gives me an extra ‘oomph’. I may exaggerate that relationship sometimes, but it helps to think that the professor is used to work of high caliber from you, and that he/she expects you to do well. This one works well for me because I don’t like disappointing people, and I take meeting expectations as a personal challenge.

3. Be competitivewith yourself: don’t, I repeat, don’t compare yourself to others. You get nothing out of it. If there’s something you learn from the studyblr community, it’s that everybody learns and executes in a different way. Personally I’ve found that competition in classrooms does not motivate me, because it’ll just end up making me feel bad whether I do better or worse than others. But competing against myself? Much better. I try to push myself to do a little better than I did last time, or start revising a little earlier for the next test. When I compare my new results with older ones, it’s a learning experience even if I don’t do better. It helps me understand myself and my needs a little more.

4. Take a break: when people tell you that you can’t stop or you won’t get everything done? THAT IS A LIE. A breather is necessary as heck!!! If you’re feeling overwhelmed or anxious, you won’t learn as well or be as productive than if you’re dedicated to your work. Sometimes I’m okay with just a few minutes of closing my eyes and listening to a favorite piece of music, other times I need something a little longer like a 20-minute episode of The Office. I try not to let it extend much more than that though, because from personal experience, the longer you put off starting up again, the harder it gets.

  • Pro tip: I’ve been talking to first year medical students recently to get advice for next August (for those of you who don’t know, I’ll be beginning my medical studies then), and one of them told me, “Listen. Everyone has their relaxation thing. I love hanging out and being with people, and sometimes I’m so fixated on the fact that I can’t go out and have fun with my friends because I’m stuck studying that I throw 3 hours away just staring at my book. I’ve learned that it’s better to just get that thing you want to do out of the way, and then go back and study. You’ll be happier and feel a lot better than you did before.” (WITH DISCRETION, OBVIOUSLY)

5. Stationery: ah, yes, like most of you, I am obsessed. Sometimes all it takes is just finding the perfect pen and paper for what I have in mind to keep myself going.

6. Get involved in the studyblr community: at first, just observing to get ideas about things you want to try is enough to give you an extra boost of motivation, but when you feel like you’re starting to slack off again, try getting involved. Try posting some of your own revision notes or stationery pics! Honestly this community is one of the most warm and welcoming ones out there, and it is super inspiring to get notes and messages from people all over the world who encourage you to run that extra mile, do that extra work to reach your goals.

I hope this serves as useful, and good luck studying to each and everyone of you. Aim high and keep going!

RAVENCLAW: “My father always says, ‘Never trust anyone who has a TV bigger than their bookshelf.’ So I make sure I read. Back at home, I just put up a massive bookcase and asked everyone I know and love to help me fill it with their favourite books. It’s been quite nice because I’ve learned a lot about my friends and family from what they’ve been giving me. A book says a lot about a person.” –Emilia Clarke

reasons why futurama is so great and is so important to so many of us

  • philip j fry is our protagonist. he is mentally ill and pansexual (both of which are canon). we watch him develop from an irresponsible “loser” who has nothing to a semi-responsible man with an entire family in the form of the planet express crew. he isn’t a typical science fiction male hero - he always has to be saved, he messes everything up, he hardly does his job, but his saving grace is the fact that he is kind. and fry’s kindness is what endears everyone on the show to him. he is the most important person in the universe even though his mind constantly tells him that he’s a nothing who has no one. (this message has helped me through so many difficult times). also, the beauty in a mentally ill queer character getting the happiest of endings imaginable puts futurama leagues ahead of every other show ever. 
  • turanga leela. EVERYTHING about her. she’s a disabled orphan who grew up bullied and literally had to go through everything alone. when we meet her, time and time again, she chooses her own destiny. the first episode starts with her quitting her boring job to be the best space pilot in the galaxy. leela is the strongest person on the show and is the closest thing to a superhero that the show has. she’s an intersectional feminist, stands up for the rights of minorities and animals. hell, she literally leads a revolution to get the mutants equal rights. one other thing that i want to note is that the animators wanted her nose smaller bc they didn’t think female characters should have big noses, but legend matt groening fought to keep it the size it was. 
  • matt groening also specifically created the character of amy wong to break the stereotype that only men can do slapstick. amy continuously breaks stereotypes. she’s a genius and has a phd, but she’s also ditzy. she’s promiscuous, she’s a party girl. her parents are emotionally abusive and she deals with an eating disorder. she’s also an asian woman who’s a lead character!! what other mainstream cartoon has done that? 
  • hermes conrad could’ve been the stereotypical token black character who only comes in once in a while to say “sassy” lines but he’s not. he’s a proud jamaican who’s a proud bureaucrat, a former olympic champion, and an amazing husband and father. and then we see the beautiful story of how he saved bender as a baby and it just makes you love him anymore.
  • this last point isn’t about the characters, but about one of the most clear main messages of the show, which fry says in bender’s big score: “i want what’ll make you happy, not what’ll make me happy.” not only does it destroy the nice guy trope in that instance, but it’s used in so many other great situations. bender giving up a relationship with his son so that his son can achieve his dreams, leela’s parents giving up a life with her so that she can have a better life. unconditional selfless love is presented to us time and time again and it’s such an important message 

anonymous asked:

please give us more batfam acting like a family

jdkdjd now i cant remember anything and im formatting on mobile chrome so sorry for the mess but ok listen

[Dick, via comms, sounding desperate] ROBIN, ARE YOU STILL NEAR MY HOUSE? 

[Damian, alarmed] YES


  • and when Damian arrives, bursts through the window, batarang in hand ready to kick ass, he finds Dick in bed, in a blanket burrito watching tv.

“Dami can you please turn off the lights and close the door.”

Damian sighs irritated. Throws the batarang at the light switch. Kicks closed the door.

“Thank you Dami my beautiful baby brother that i would die for, can you~”

“I am not getting you food from the kitchen, goodbye grayson”


  • they used to spit into a drink or lick food to stop a sibling from eating it.. (jason and Cass used to eat/drink that shit anyways while staring at you dead in the eye… Tim used to do it ONLY with Cass’ food and sometimes Dick’s…) but now they don’t even care.. all 6 of them share a lollipop while in the batplane (because cass found only one in her pocket and Bruce insisted they either share it or no one would eat it, to avoid fighting) (yes, even duke, who at first was also disgusted with them but now he’s like *shrug* pass me the licked food damian)




  • also

“Todd. I need a favor.”

 "Uh uh. “

 ”… Could you please help me with this videogame level..“

  • “That’s enough that’s enough give me back the-that’s ENOUGH LET ME PLAY TODD-FATHER!!!!”

“Cass are those my clothes”

 ”.. They fit”


 "will not!!! And you let Kon wear my shirt and now it’s too big for me!“ 

“First it’s not my fault he thought that was mine and you always let Stephanie wear my stuff I leave at your house too!!“ 

  • [everyone watching a movie together] [a character with a really ugly haircut appears] “DICK WHY DIDNT YOU TELL US YOU WERE IN A MOVIE" 

“Hey dick, Wally is on the phone" 

"ugh I’m not in the mood tell him I’m sleeping or someth-”

 ”[on phone] he’s right here I’ll pass him the phone" 

“I know where you live Timoth-hey Wally whatsup man!”

  • “I’m gonna shower!” [cass, thrown over the sofa playing with Tim’s laptop, clearly not intending to get up any time soon] “no wait I was gonna shower!!“ 


"it wasn’t me!!" 


  • everytime one of them is getting lectured by Bruce the others try to make them crack up.. please… 

“is there something funny about throwing a mug at your brother, Tim?" 


  • they steal each others stuff all the time just to be annoying and put the blame on each other…

“I left my phone right here where is it.." 

[everyone sniggering] 

"c'mon guys!! Who was it??”

[more sniggering] 












[screams, trying to wrestle the house phone from Dick’s hand, kicking, biting, spiting]

 [finally cass, who has been watching everything go down from afar, comes forwards a drops the phone in dicks chest] “here”

  • movie nights… are a mess…. they always complain about each other’s movie taste and end up watching a movie picked by bruce so they won’t fight… aka a boring ugly mess and they spend the whole movie glaring at each other like “this is your fault!!”

[bruce, in the batcave] “Jason would you call Damian, I need to verify-”

 “yeah sure… [not even looking up from phone] DAMIAN!!!!” 


[from afar] “WHAT DO YOU WANT TODD” 



  • and that’s all I have now.. let me think for a while and I might make a part 2..

Rhys looks haunted.

“Who’s going to tell them?”

He gets nothing but avoided eye contact and silent sips of coffee in return.

“I am completely serious. Someone has to say something and it really shouldn’t be me.”

He had thought that all nine of them of them taking a weekend together in the cabin would be fun–and it had been, until he’d been kept up very late by the half-muffled sounds coming from Elain and Lucien’s room. Not of sex, per say; the cabin provides what soundproofing it can, and it should be enough for all the couples to enjoy themselves without bothering each other, but Elain and Lucien had been doing something… loud. Repeatedly.

Cassian is grinning like a maniac, amused beyond all reason. “Okay, I know Rhys is uncomfortable because he’s never done anything that actually qualifies as kinky, but does anyone else think this is hilarious?”

“I object to that profiling of my sex life, Cassian.”

“You’ve never done anything weirder with Feyre than a blindfold,” Cassian says, eyebrows raised, “I’m not saying there’s anything wrong with that, I’m just saying.”

“A blindfold is very kinky,” Rhys asserts, affronted. Mor snorts and he ignores it, focused on Cassian. “What have you two done that’s so much more exciting?”

Nesta, sitting straight as a queen, speaks before Cassian can. “If you answer that question in front of all our friends, Cas, you will never get to do any of those things ever again.”

“We’re off topic,” Feyre announces, setting down her mug of tea decisively. “The question at hand here is who is going to tell Elain and Lucien that spanking is off-limits during their time here.” Silence. She shrugs. “I think it should be Nesta.”

“I’ll do it if you want, but it won’t go well,” Nesta replies flatly. “I have a hard time not slapping the smirk off Lucien’s face on a good day.”

Cassian brandishes a spoonful of oatmeal. “Well, apparently he’s into that, so–”

“Why not Cassian?” Rhys says pointedly, “Since, as he tells us, he’s so knowledgeable about the whole area.”

“That would mortify Elain,” Feyre says, keeping them firmly on track. “It should probably be one of the girls.” Amren, in the corner, lowers her mug of blood to look less than enthused. “It should be Mor or I,” Feyre amends.

Mor gives an casual little shrug. “The noise didn’t bother me, to be honest.”

Rhys frowns in disbelief. “Surely you heard it.”

“We did.”

She does not elaborate, and Rhys suddenly finds it suspicious how quiet Azriel’s been, and how he’s not making eye contact. Cassian seems to have the same thought as he glances between the two of them.

“Mother’s tits,” Cassian says, gaping. “You guys got off on it, didn’t you?”

They don’t respond, but Mor reddens incriminatingly. Cassian’s eyes go wide and he throws his head back in a howl of laugher, over Nesta’s protestations.

Amren is surveying all of them with disdain. “I have been present for some truly insipid conversations between the lot of you but I must say, this one is exceptionally awful.”

“Now THAT’S what I mean by kinky, Rhys” Cassian proclaims, wiping tears from his eyes. “Fucking to the sounds of another couple’s pain play. Cauldron. I’m so proud.”

Rhys looks long-suffering as he turns to Feyre, takes her hand, and kisses it sweetly. “I’m so sorry, darling,” he intones dramatically. “I’ve exposed you to a nest of perverts.”

“Who’s a pervert?” Elain asks with a giggle, choosing this moment to sweep into the kitchen, bright-eyed and with a sated-looking Lucien in her wake. “Are we talking about Cassian again?”

But the whole room has gone silent. Elain falters, looking from one awkward face to the next. “What’s wrong?”

When no one answers, it’s Amren who gets up and says baldly to the two of them, “Everyone from here to Velaris could hear whatever it was you were doing last night. It made these fools uncomfortable, largely. Do with that information what you will.” In the shocked silence following, she puts her empty mug in the sink, unhurried, and heads for the door. “I’m going for a walk far away from this nonsense. If anyone needs me, you are encouraged to reconsider.”

The door slams shut behind her.

“Oh,” Elain says faintly.

“I’m floored by the technology of the Switch, and the versatility of the console is second to none. It really is a home console that you can take anywhere. I’ve seen situations where home consoles can be transported, and it’s like a big over-the-shoulder carry-on bag, but the versatility of this thing is groundbreaking. When you un-dock the Switch from its home console and go into handheld, the controller feels the same, it is the same, and it reacts the same. The screen on the un-docked handheld system is big enough to be its own world, but small enough to carry anywhere.

I was in this confined living room space where you got lost in the game ‘cause I’m playing on this 60-inch TV, and then you un-dock and continue to play the game. They had this molecular glass, which dropped and revealed I was in the middle of the desert. I never once knew the change in environment. It’s truly, truly tremendous. In typical Nintendo fashion, I was playing Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild. Now I haven’t played Legend of Zelda since the gold cartridge eight-bit versions, so I just needed to pick up and start going, and I did. The go-anywhere aspect of the game is incredible, and I know for fans of the Zelda franchise, they’re going to flip. I know for fans of Nintendo, they’re going to go crazy. Everyone is speculating about how good the game actually is—it’s going to exceed expectations and, for a dude like me, a 40-year-old [in April] who hasn’t played Zelda since the gold cartridge, I sat down and was hooked. In a matter of 30-minutes, I didn’t want to put it down.” said John Cena, WWE wrester                          



           Bitty stirs at the sound but doesn’t open his eyes. Jack is solid behind him and hasn’t moved a bit, with his arm still draped over Bitty’s middle.

           “Baby,” Jack says again, sleepily.


           Jack doesn’t respond. Bitty thinks he may have just spoken in his sleep. He taps at Jack’s hand.


           Jack tightens his grip and slips his hand under Bitty’s shirt to rest on his chest.

           “Good morning,” he slurs, and rubs his nose into the hair at the back of Bitty’s neck.

           Bitty laughs into the pillow. He doesn’t bother turning around—it’s too early for moving—but he leans further into Jack’s chest.

           “Good morning.”

           “Mm. Morning.”

           “Yes, honey. It’s morning. Are you getting up?”

           “Hmm. No.”

           Jack breathes in deeply and ducks to press his forehead between Bitty’s shoulder blades.

           “You smell nice,” he says.

           “Thanks honey.”

           “Mmmyou’re welcome babe.”


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