and i hate presentations so much

anonymous asked:

why is there so much aang hate in the fandom not tryna start anything I'm just genuinely curious? I mean i understand the flaws with the kataang and I agree with a lot of them don't get me wrong but some people seem to /really/ not like aang's personality and how it changed from book to book and i'm just curious

Well, first of all, it’s not ‘hate’ to create analytical critiques of a character’s behavior and development. When something is presented with facts and pictures to back it up, it’s not hate. It’s just… the truth. 

Secondly, there’s nothing wrong with having a strong disliking for poor behavior and personality traits. As I, and many others, have shown in our meta, Aang’s development in season three is stagnant at best. That’s frustrating as a fan, and yes, it breeds some disdain for his character and personality in the later episodes of the show. 

Yuri on Ice from Yakov’s perspective

Banquet:

 Yuri don’t let yourself get baited into a dance batt- I SAID DON’T GET BAITED INTO A DANCE BATTLE! GODDAMNIT YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE MEETING SPONSERS!

Victor! Mila! Stop encouraging them! AND STOP TAKING PICTURES

Victor you’re not even drunk! STOP DANCING WITH THE SLOPPY DRUNK

Why is there a stripper pole in here? Why is this allowed to get out of hand? WHERE THE HELL ARE CHRIS AND THIS DRUNK’S COACHES?!?

Victor! DON’T LET DRUNKS HUMP YOU IN FRONT OF SPONSERS! NO, YOU CAN’T TAKE HIM BACK TO HIS ROOM! I DON’T CARE IF YOU THINK YOU’RE IN LOVE HE’S DRUNK AND YOU’RE AN IDIOT! I’LL TAKE HIM BACK TO HIS ROOM BEFORE YOU MAKE ANY MORE BAD DECISIONS.

- *sends Celestino a strongly worded email about keeping an eye on his pupils in the future the next morning*

Episode One

- Victor stop. Stop pining. You aren’t in love. No I don’t believe in love at first sight and I certainly don’t believe in love at first drunken humping. You’re right I’m not taking this seriously. He hasn’t contacted you because he was DRUNK OUT OF HIS MIND! Did you see how much booze he downed? It’s a wonder he didn’t die of alcohol poisoning. Just stfu and skate.

- Victor no. It’s not a message. Victor no! Don’t give up your career for an ill-advised booty call! UGH if I can’t stop you just make sure our Yuri doesn’t find out where you went.

Episode Two

- WHY ARE YOU IN JAPAN TOO YURI! I COULDN’T STOP VICTOR MAKING AN ILL-ADVISED BOOTY CALL BUT YOU ARE TOO YOUNG TO BE ATTEMPTING THAT! YEAH SURE YOU’RE NOT THERE FOR THAT I’VE SEEN YOUR ROOM! …NO ONE HAS 30 POSTERS OF SOMEONE IN THEIR ROOM BECAUSE THEY ‘HATE THEM JUST SO MUCH’ YOU’RE FOOLING NO ONE KID!

Episode Three

- OMFG did you really give him a program about the night he got sloppy drunk and you turned into even a bigger moron? You’re going to put me into an early grave.

Episode Four

- MILA! STOP POKING THE SMOL ANGRY CHILD! HIS SCREECHING HURTS MY EARS!

- Wait, why the hell do I have to go live with my ex-wife and the angsty teen? I don’t want to have to listen to a list of my failures or a catalogue of all the ways Drunk Yuri is the worst especially as it tends to devolve into ‘stupid pig, how dare he be so good looking’.

Episode Five

- Victor stop trying to pretend this isn’t an elaborate booty call. This is not how coaching works.

Episode Six

- I have the living legend who gave it all up to be a pretend coach in order to get with a sloppy drunk, a sadist of a female skater who stirs up trouble on purpose, an angsty teen who can’t tell the difference between having a crush and hating someone and an emo skater who is far too old to be as emo as he is. Kill me now.

Episode Seven

- Maybe I was giving Victor a disservice. His student is actually doing quite well and maybe they are taking it seriously and HOLY FUCK NEVERMIND JUST KISS YOUR STUDENT IN FRONT OF THE WHOLE FUCKING WORLD VICTOR YOU ASSHAT

Episode Eight

- Yuri has calmed down and I’m just going to ignore Victor. Yep that’ll work OMFG did you HAVE TO KISS HIS FUCKING SKATE?!? THIS IS WHY YOU WEREN’T ALLOWED TO TAKE HIM BACK TO THE HOTEL ROOM! YOU HAVE NO CHILL!

You want me to what? Be his coach? Well…only because I like Maccachin.

Episode Nine

- You’re alright actually, I hereby allow you the name Japanese Yuri instead of Drunk Yuri. You may be the only sane person I know surprisingly. I still am going to tell you off for fucking up though.

- ….I take it all back. WTF was up with all the hugging.

Episode Ten

- …They got engaged. Victor really is going to marry him….I’m not even surprised at this point. Fine. Keep him Japanese Yuri. He’s a pain in the ass anyway.

Episode Eleven

-  YES! I AM A PROUD DAD/COACH! HAPPIEST I’VE BEEN THIS WHOLE YEAR

Episode Twelve

- WTF? You’re coming back now? Idek what’s going on anymore.

- Well done Yuri! I’m so proud of you for winning gold!

- …They are doing a super romantic pairs skate because of course they are.

- Okay so Victor is coming back to Russia to train cool….wait what do you mean you’re still going to coach Japanese Yuri? WTF? HOW WOULD THAT EVEN WORK? WTF NO.

Post Episode Twelve

- STOP FLIRTING IN THE RINK! WHY GOD WHY AM I BEING PUNISHED?

- STOP GROPING HIM VICTOR THERE ARE CHILDREN PRESENT

-  YURI P STOP THROWING THINGS EVERY TIME THEY FLIRT

-  I HATE ALL OF MY CHILDREN SO MUCH.

- YOU’RE ALL THE REASON I HAVE NO HAIR

Pray for Yakov

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Character Aesthetics: Severus Snape

“mr moony presents his compliments to professor snape, and begs him to keep his abnormally large nose out of other people’s business.

mr prongs agrees with mr moony, and would like to add that professor snape is an ugly git.

mr padfoot would like to register his astonishment that an idiot like that ever became a professor.

mr wormtail bids professor snape good day, and advises him to wash his hair, the slimeball.”

Who remembers THIS quote?

“They had you wrapped up like a present yesterday. Like you were his reward.”

Remember Feyre’s response? “So?”

Remember how angry Rhys was at the response? I can agree with him. Because Feyre was so sick that she honestly didn’t care that Tamlin practically owned her. She didn’t care that she was his goddamn REWARD, as if he had done some heroic thing. As if he hadn’t sat and watched while Feyre faced trials and was dying in the dungeons. She hated herself so much and was so reliant on Tamlin and Ianthe that Tamlin could’ve hit her and raped her and done whatever else to her, and she probably would have fought back the first few times, but would stop fighting after a while. So some people say there’s nothing wrong with her response. I say that EVERYTHING was wrong with her response.

And you know what? Here’s another reason I love Rhysand: he brought back that fight in her. Even the first time she came to the Night Court, she fought him because she loathed him. She gained her power back slowly because he helped her realize she never lost it in the first place. And when she grew to like him, that fight didn’t fade. In fact, it thrived. She healed because Rhys helped her understand she was sick. And when she wasn’t sick anymore, and was able to see that she’d been wrong, he stayed with her. Bonded with her. Loved her. Tamlin hated the fight in Feyre and wanted to stop it; Rhys embraced that flame and fanned it to make it grow.

And you know what? If Feyre looked back now and remembered saying “So?” in response to Rhys’ observation, I’m sure she’d be horrified about it. Her strength is the most imspiring thing in the whole ACOTAR series to me. Yes, the whole “Court of Dreams” thing is wonderful, and having friends as amazing as the Inner Circle is cool, too, but nothing is as awesome (and I mean “awesome” in the old way, not the new) as seeing Feyre overcome her demons, love herself, and become such a strong figure. I aspire to be like her one day. So thank you, Sarah J. Maas, because you did more for me through your stories than most ever would’ve bothered to in real life.

“The most common way people give up their power is by thinking they don’t have any.” - Alice Walker

anonymous asked:

What do Yuuri and Viktor give each other for Valentine's day?

Valentine’s Day is huge is Russia; the ads on tv spend a month leading up to it, every corner shop is filled with huge displays of red and pink hearts, and more importantly, everyone is talking about it.

Victor tries to hold back, he does. But he’s never had someone he’s wanted to spend Valentine’s day with before. He also just assumes that Yuuri feels the same way.

He wakes Yuuri up the morning of the 14th with soft kisses all over his face and body after spending a half hour making the fluffiest omelette ever.

“Mmmn, Victor, just let me sleep,” he groans and rolls over. Victor isn’t put off by it, though, because Yuuri’s never been a morning person. All it takes is a few more involved kisses to wake his sleeping beauty.

Yuuri eyes breakfast skeptically, squinting at it through sleepy eyes and scratching at his stomach as he tries to wake up. His hair is flattened on one side and he’s forgotten his glasses in the bedroom. He’s the picture of perfection to Victor, though, because he’s living here, with Victor, in his apartment. He couldn’t ask for more. 

Except, maybe, an acknowledgement of what day it is, maybe? A ‘Happy Valentine’s Day, Victor!’ in that cheerful voice he loves so much. Yuuri just grunts out a ‘this is good, thanks’, to breakfast and devours it quickly, spending the extra five minutes he would have spent getting his cereal ready in the shower waking up. 

Which is fine, because if that’s what makes Yuuri happy today, it makes Victor happy too. But he’s made a mistake, because although Yuuri lived in the States for years, it seems there are some Japanese traditions that are hard to shake. Yuuri celebrating Valentine’s like Victor does is one of those things.

He’s skeptical of the flowers Victor presents him with before they leave in the morning. He frowns the whole time as he fills up a vase with water (it’s actually a large beer mug because apparently Victor’s never saved any of the vases that have come with flowers before), and arranges the flowers in it, setting it in the middle of kitchen island. 

“Maccachin won’t eat them, will he?” Yuuri asks, still frowning. Victor scowls at his poodle, knowing full well if he’s left unattended with them there will probably be nothing but stems left.

“I was going to bring him to the rink today anyway,” Victor says, clipping the leash that’s hating up by the door to his collar.

Yuuri doesn’t smile, either, when Victor presents him a cute little toy cat holding a heart. “Is this one of Yurio’s?” He asks, putting it on the bench without so much as glancing at it. 

Victor pouts for the first half hour of their skate until he has a brilliant idea. He’ll get Yuuri to perform his Eros routine. He has the music on his phone still, and it’s sure to get Yuuri in the mood. 

But as soon as the music starts, Yuuri glares at him. “Victor!” He hisses. “I’m not doing that for you right now. Not with everyone watching.” He skips to the next song, refusing to even give Victor a glimpse of that daringly sexy persona. 

It only gets worse. 

“I have reservations for us tonight,” Victor mentions at lunch. “At this really romantic little bistro. They serve the best linguini this side of Italy.”

Yuuri, although he would probably never turn down a romantic dinner with Victor, frowns a little. “Oh. Really? I was planning on having a Skype call with Minako tonight,” he says. It takes some serious pouting to get Yuuri to go.

Even though he manages to get Yuuri to postpone his call until tomorrow, he still doesn’t seem to understand why they’re at the restaurant. He ignores the subtle decorations around them and proceeds to chatter away to Victor about rink gossip. 

Victor was hoping that instead of a lighthearted conversation, they would be huddled over the table together, hands entwined, whispering sweet nothings to each other. Just like everyone else in the restaurant seems to be doing.

He can’t be too angry, though, because Yuuri’s eyes sparkle in delight when he laughs about the newest girlfriend that’s dumped Georgi (right before Valentine’s too, wow, he has horrible luck). 

The shining moment of the day, however, (and Victor’s kind of sad to admit it) is when Yuuri allows him to take his hand and walk home together with their fingers intertwined. But it’s something they do every night. He was hoping that Valentines would afford them some extra affection. 

Yuuri even turns down a walk through the park on their way home. Too cold. Whatever that means. It’s -5, it’s practically t-shirt weather. 

Victor’s a little put out by the time they get home, so he doesn’t even scold Maccachin who’s chewed on two of the roses in the arrangement already. He gives himself a little pep talk, Yuuri’s been colder than this to him before. He just needs to be patient. Sometimes his fiancé needs some time to warm up. 

He still has three things up his sleeve still, so to speak. First, there’s the chocolate he’s been saving for desert, second, a nice pair of gold cufflinks that he’s sure Yuuri will like, an third, clean sheets on the bed and a whole night free to dirty them. 

He doesn’t even get past the first one. “Supper was great,” Yuuri says, stretching as Victor digs out the small box of chocolates he’s kept hidden in the fridge where neither Yuuri or Maccachin can find them. “But now I’m exhausted. I think I’m going to go to bed early?”

“What?” Victor asks, dropping the box of chocolates on the counter.

“Hmm?” Yuuri yawns. “I’m going to bed. Are you staying up?”

He has to be doing this on purpose, Victor’s sure. There’s no other explanation. Yuuri’s the night owl between the two of them. He rarely goes to bed early. And on a night like tonight? When everyone else in Russia is sharing tender moments with their loved ones? It hurts. 

Victor wants to throw a fit. It’s his first proper Valentine’s day and it’s gone exactly the opposite of how he’s planned. He should have spent half the day kissing Yuuri. Instead he’s been rebutted at every advance. There’s no point in storming out now, though. He’s just going to have to accept that Yuuri doesn’t like romantic gestures. It’s something he’s going to have to learn to live with.

“Wait,” Yuuri says, finally looking at the box of chocolates on the counter. “Chocolate?” He has a puzzled look for a second, confused as to why Victor’s allowed guilty pleasure food in the house, until realization seems to dawn on him. He hastily pulls out his phone, checking the date. “Is it-” he starts.

“Valentine’s, yeah.” Victor pouts.

“Oh my god.” Yuuri says, staring at Victor. “So today you were -”

Victor just grits his teeth so he doesn’t say anything rude. He can’t get angry at Yuuri for not remembering the date, can he? 

“Oh, I’m so sorry!” He exclaims, slapping his hands on the countertop. “I had no idea.”

“No idea.” Victor repeats. Really? Was Yuuri that oblivious.

“No, I-” he pauses, like he doesn’t know how to explain himself. “It’s just… Valentine’s day in Japan, well, it’s usually the girls who give chocolate. There isn’t all this-” He gestures with his hands to the apartment, to the flowers sitting between them. “And the men, they don’t- not until…”

Victor licks his lips. He probably should have read up on Japanese traditions.

“I’m sorry,” Yuuri says softly when Victor doesn’t say anything. “Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?”

Victor’s eyes slide from the chocolate to Yuuri to the bedroom. He doesn’t need to say anything else. 


Exactly a month later, Victor’s woken up by soft kisses before his alarm goes off. “Viiiiictor,” Yuuri breathes against his cheek. 

“Mmmnn?” Victor moans, blinking awake. He squints at Yuuri in the low light of the room.

“Happy White’s Day,” Yuuri says without pre-amble, holding out a box of chocolates for Victor. “I promise that next year we’ll celebrate Valentine’s how you want. But for now, let’s please use today as a replacement.”

Oh We're in Love Aren't We?

 Lin-Manuel Miranda x Reader

Requested by anon:  “Is that my shirt” for either Lin or Daveed where you guys are best friends and it gets awkward and cute. Please and thank you

Summary: Lin and the reader were best friends all through their teenage years and college days. Like so, life pulls them in separate directions for a few years, only to have them reunite for a special occasion.

Words: 2,321.. (I GOT SO CARRIED AWAY IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE SO MUCH SHORTER but it’s Lin so)

Warnings: none, except fluff

A/N PLEASE READ SO THE STORY MAKES SENSE: The story goes back and forth between the present & past. The present is in italics. LET ME KNOW IF IT GETS CONFUSING. Roughly based off of Ed’s ‘Hearts Don’t Break Around Here’..enjoy :)

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Anything For You

((A/N: So I had to edit some of the request a bit to make it work and not be a two-parter, I hope Anon doesn’t mind too much. But mutant reader is always a fun one, so I don’t mind. It’s also my first go as writing for Logan, so be gentle!

Request:

Can I get a Logan x (mutant)Reader, where the reader thinks that Logan hates her since he’s always so rude and gruff and yells at her during missions, so she keeps her distance from him, eventually deciding to leave the X-men. And then when Logan realizes that she left, and why she left, he goes to get her and bring her back home? Lots of angst, then ending in fluff? Fighting and love confessions? Could you make it work? Or is it too much?? Sorry to be a bother!

Pairing: Logan x mutant!Reader

Word Count: 2.7k

Warnings: Language, clearly. ))

“Really? You thought just shootin’ shit with electricity was the solution here?” Wolverine’s voice had risen to an unreasonable decibel level as he got closer, claws withdrawn but still clearly defensive.

Your eyes narrowed, fists clenched, “It was the only option! Iceman was out of the way and Shadowcat was already intangible, no one would get hurt!” Your own voice had risen to match his, stepping closer and closing the little gap that was left.

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PSA: Social Security Disability Insurance IS Social Security. So don’t fall for the okie doke when Republicans try to present it like its not. There isn’t a “good” Social Security and a “bad” one. It’s all the same thing, despite whatever clever lie Republicans might concoct.

So when Donald Trump promised not to make any cuts to Social Security, he was lying—shocking, I know—because Social Security Disability is a very big part of Social Security. It’s the same program.

Paul Ryan would have been a homeless and destitute child if the government didn’t give his father’s SSDI to him and his mother after his father died. (and yeah, I hate Paul Ryan as much as the next guy, but millions of children face the same circumstances he did, and they don’t deserve any cuts to SSDI)

Social Security is not some “unearned entitlement” that the government is “giving away” to undeserving lazy people either. It’s not a government handout. It’s yours. You paid into it. You earned it. Even if you’re an undocumented immigrant. YOU EARNED IT AND IT’S YOURS.

Don’t let anybody take it away from you.

braveten  asked:

5 headcanons about Victor annoying Yuuri (or Yuuri annoying Victor)

(these are 100% inspired by chrissy teigen’s tweets, and also by our chats when we were talking about her lmao)

1. victor has taken to doing this thing where he sends yuuri nudes and then says, “sorry wrong person.” it’s funny, it’s really funny, it’s comedy gold—until it isn’t. until at one point yuuri texts back, “no worries, happens to me all the time :p” and then victor realizes. he realizes that he’s never, not once, gotten a nude from katsuki yuuri. “wait what?” he types back, fingers flying over the touch screen. “yuuri? yuuri. who’ve you been sending yours to??” but no response comes, and victor is frantically shoving the groceries into the recyclable bag. he ignores the looks he gets from the cashier and surrounding customers. then he’s stumbling out of the store, pulling his phone out again and hitting call.

“what does that mean?” he asks, no preamble. // “hmm?” yuuri’s voice is nonchalant on the other line, innocent. // “yuuri,” victor whines. // but yuuri only yawns: “sorry, which one are you? i have so many contacts saved under the name ‘boyfriend’ so you’re going to have to identify yourself.” 

victor never tries to be funny again. 


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so alec loves making breakfast in bed for magnus like it’s his favorite thing ever so he gets up all the time and makes magnus the most elaborate dishes and he’s so extra™ about it but nothing makes him happier to see magnus’ reaction to french toast and watch him eat it, eyes bright and lips dusted with powdered sugar as he says “thank you, baby” through a mouthful of food, hair crazy and no makeup on his face, wearing nothing but boxers and alec thinks he looks more beautiful than ever when magnus presses his mouth against his, humming softly and tasting like strawberries and syrup.

and one day, alec decides, for fun, to film himself making breakfast for magnus and his reaction and shows it to legit everyone he knows and isabelle thinks it’s the cutest video on the planet so she secretly uploads it to youtube and alec finds out and is like WHAT TAKE IT DOWN ISABELLE I’M WEARING NOTHING BUT SWEATPANTS IN THAT VIDEO but then he sees all the likes and comments and he gets so happy!!!!! that people enjoy seeing him making his boyfriend happy!!!!!

so it becomes a thing where alec starts a channel called “breakfast for my boyfriend” where he chats at the camera while making magnus belgian waffles or an omelette so it’s like a personal vlog but also showing people how to make certain types of breakfast dishes and it always ends with alec knocking on magnus’ door like “love? can i come in?” and presenting him the food and magnus’ bright smile charms viewers so much and he can be seen repeatedly pecking alec’s cheek with his arms around his neck while alec waves goodbye at the camera.

soon alec spices it up and is like “okay guys now im making DINNER for my boyfriend” and the channel gains more subscribers and sometimes magnus hacks it to make food for alec (which alec pretends to hate because ‘that’s my thing!!!!’ but he loves it) and will always sign off with a cheerful wave and a hushed voice as alec buries his face in his neck, sleeping peacefully after a hearty and delicious meal.

and later these food vlogs become vlogs about their regular lives like alec doing push-ups and magnus telling him for every ten push-ups he gets a kiss (alec obviously starts doing them faster) or like going to ikea and pretending it’s their home and getting kicked out (they’re laugh crying at the end of the video) to alec suprising magnus with a special serenade from simon on ukulele or maybe alec filming magnus in the car hardcore rapping to kendrick lamar and saying in the background, “that’s my boyfriend” cause he’s so freaking proud.

and when the kiddos come along they don’t stop vlogging in fact they vlog even more and their channel has such a following like they’re famous now and max and rafael are total stars, putting their faces close to the camera and going “HIIIIIIII” to helping one of their dads make breakfast for their other dad.

anyways malec vlogging about their lives and being happy with their kids is an aesthetic and a dream

Okay but y’all. Y’all. Junkrat’s first Christmas.

Junkrat sitting around the Christmas tree watching the gifts under the tree get dolled out, and being surprised when a small pile accumulates at his feet. 

One is from Zenyatta (a small pocket notebook and pencil so that he doesn’t have to rummage for scrap paper when he has an idea), one from Lucio (a six-pack of bath bombs), one from Hana (a modest, but very nice new tool set), one from Mercy (a first aid kit, since he doesn’t like coming to her office and she wants him to at least have something), and a Christmas card from Bastion (a small flower she picked that morning, clumsily taped to a piece of paper). 

And just like. Junkrat getting like, legit choked up b/c he thought these people hated him, but they invited him to spend time with them and some of them even took time out of their day to get him something!!! They thought of him!!! And like, people never just give him things. There’s always some sort of trade or he takes it. And like. Up until now, most everyone’s just been like, “ugh, those gross junkers, when are they leaving???” but everyone is more than a little touched when he thanks them, all the while holding all of his presents in his lap and not looking up from them with this big, goofy smile on his face. 

“I, I dunno what ta say…these’re. They’re real nice. Thank ya.” 

And for the rest of the night, everyone’s just giving him things. “Here Junkrat, you have the last piece of cake”, “Junkrat! Here’s some tungsten scraps I had lyin’ around. Take them, take them!”. He later finds a single, perfectly knitted mitten on his bed, made with yarn that matches the skein stuffed under Roadhog’s bed. 

But he didn’t get anyone anything, and so the next few days he keeps approaching people with these tiny gifts that he made/found. And like, he gets something for everyone, not just the people who got him something. A pendant for mei (a snowflake made out of greasy gears), a heart phone charm for Hana, bent from tiny little scraps of metal, a sheet of frog stickers for Lucio he found from only God knows where. A tiny, crudely made tea spoon for Ana that he shaped himself. 

Just, like. Idk. The overwatch crew slowly starting to see the good in the junkers, and the junkers slowly coming to trust overwatch. 

(((and yes I KNOW he hates omnics, but I love Bastion and Zenyatta so much and they’re some of the most likely people to get a present for someone who isn’t especially likable, so just imagine he doesn’t know who they’re from)))

officialajmendez: Yesterday my husband surprised me with the best early birthday present ever, my other life partner. As I sent some emails, still in my pajamas, looking like hot morning garbage, a familiar voice rang through the hallway to my office. I looked up from my computer and saw the heavenly vision of @CelesteBonin, fresh off a plane, and yet somehow looking like cartoon birds in a Disney movie got her ready that morning. Without thinking I instinctively mounted her. Then I looked in her eyes and said “Why are you so pretty? I forgot how much I hate you.” - AJ #bestpresentever #mytwohusbands

  • happy international women’s day to nb folk
  • happy international women’s day to indigenous women
  • happy international women’s day to black women
  • happy international women’s day to abused women
  • happy international women’s day to religous women
  • happy international women’s day to lgbt+ women
  • happy international women’s day to dark skinned women
  • happy international women’s day to mentally ill women
  • happy international women’s day to ace-spec women
  • happy international women’s day to women of color 
  • happy international women’s day to disabled women 
  • happy international women’s day to mixed women of color
  • happy international women’s day to literally all of us who identify as women/present as fem/support ALL women - we’re amazing and the fact that we have made it this far is amazing and i am so proud of every single breath we take in this world that hates so many of us!! i love you all and you all inspire everyday xox
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Hey sorry I haven’t been active much, it’s cos I’ve been working on this!!
My first OC for an Overwatch hero!!
Oh man this.. project?..  was tough, and I still haven’t really fleshed out the specifics of his abilities.. there will be more refinements to come if I have time..
For now this is all I got for him.. what do u think? :DD

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I’ve written some dialogue as well. I don’t want to make this post any longer so I’ll put a Read More break here. Thanks for viewing!

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Not My Specialty (dad!Tony x reader)

Request: Omg I hope I make it before closing! Could you do one w/ Tony Stark where he is the reader’s dad and she’s married to Steve. Her and Steve are expecting their first baby together but when he has to leave for a mission and she goes into labor, Tony comforts her throughout it until Steve shows up at the last second before it’s time for delivery? I just watched Father of the Bride Pt II and of course like the Marvel Trash I am, this is what I came up with. XD I’d like it super ultra fluffy pls! c:

“Okay, sweetheart, just don’t get that baby goo on the leather, okay?  It’s imported.” Tony said as gently but firmly as he could, keeping a tight hold on your hand while helping you into the passenger seat of his car. He wanted to call an ambulance to take you to the hospital once your contractions started, but you insisted that you had time for him to take you, much to his dismay.  As a first-time grandpa, he was almost as nervous as you were and he wasn’t exactly secure on his driving ability at the moment.  

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A Riverdale Rant

Ok. Some things need to be said, even though some people are so close minded while they’re so sure they know everything.

Things got to the point where people called Riverdale “homophobic”. I just want to ask you: where? You want representation? You have. Or maybe Kevin isn’t good enough for you, and he isn’t the only one there.

But the truth is that some people want all the characters to be gay. Like, all the main characters and also the secondaries. Let’s face the truth: it won’t happen. First, because, unfortunately for people that hate straights (lol) there are people like that on earth, so it would be pretty unrealistic to tell a story with only homosexual people. Second, because Riverdale ISN’T A NEW THING. 

It isn’t a TV show made for demanding Tumblr teenagers. It is about teens, but their target audience is so much wider than that. This show is based on comics created in the 30s. So, you can count on the fact that there are many grandparents, moms and dads very happy to know they can watch a live action of a very cool narrative they enjoyed when they were younger, and they want to see on the screen the story they know.

Bughead? Isn’t a new thing either. I don’t get why they’re getting so much hate, if their storyline is just a rereading of something already presented on the comics. Judgead always expressed his interest in Betty, they have pretty sweet interactions and he is only asexual in the new comics, released in 2016. The Archie Comics have MANY versions, in one of them he is even married. Plus, when CW came up with the idea of the show, those new comics didn’t even exist. 

They already had an idea, a plot in their hands. Even the actors when they went for the auditions and got the roles, so it’s very unfair to call them names because your ship isn’t happening, when there are so many people WORKING HARD to make a nice thing, new and fresh but maintaning the core of the classic Archie Comics.

Like a friend of mine said, it’s very sad to reduce characters’ value to their relationships, and also looking at a show as if it was the only thing that mattered.

But still, honestly, and speaking for myself, when some of my ships didn’t happen, I’ve abandoned shows before and moved on with my life. So if it’s still a big deal and you think Riverdale isn’t for you, no one is making you watch it.

That being said, I’m going to watch it with my mom now. 

i find it so fascinating and interesting and telling that it’s the moments of tragedy and heartbreak where you see how much tony and steve really loved each other. bc trust and intimacy, caring so deeply for each other, risking their own lives to save the other person  ––  that’s just second nature. it’s instinct. it’ll always be a part of who they are and their relationship with each other, it’s not something that needs to be Telegraphed and pointed at to be real and profound and life-changing. 

they both know that the moment they met, the moment when steve opened his eyes and saw the avengers, when tony’s voice was the first one he heard after decades of the ice, that their lives would never be the same. there are Direct Quotes to illustrate that but tbh even if those didn’t exist they know.

because this is a friendship that’s been building on over a decade. ten years of fighting beside each other, inspiring each other to be better men, better heroes, better leaders, seeing each other at the best and the lowest. this friendship is one of the most long-lasting & significant friendships for both of them. the avengers liken them to mom and dad because this is literally the closest analogy there is in terms of the sheer closeness, understanding and compatibility that exists between them. when it’s been that long, everything becomes implicit, unspoken, it just is. you don’t need the constant affirmation – even though stevetony do that too – of the love and loyalty between you. 

so, it’s really only when they hit those Dark Times that it manifests in all this terrible conflict and anger and ugliness. people are constantly trying to characterise modern stevetony (e.g. 2007 – present) as ‘steve and tony are always at each other’s throats’ but like Again, As I Always Do, i want to point to the revolutionary concept that the only reason they can hurt this much and hurt each other this much is because of how much they loved each other in the first place. their love and hate at different periods throughout their wars or conflicts or civil wars aren’t mutually exclusive, the anger / betrayal / grief / heartbreak bleed into each other. 

these moments of conflict wouldn’t have as much impact as they do if they happened all the time. and they don’t. steve and tony have lead multiple teams, saved the world, endured one or both of them being brainwashed, and remained steadfast in who they are to each other throughout. marvel pits them against each other because of how significant their relationship is and the fact that tearing them apart means they can generate a universe-wide event, a film franchise, multiple spin-offs and essentially lasting (albeit unacknowledged) consequences for the rest of their comic universe.

tony spends a year in mourning, hallucinating steve and throwing himself into suicidal self-destructive missions during his tenure as director of shield after steve dies. when steve rejects any of his attempts to compromise and make peace during cw1, he literally prepares to die and let steve kill him. when steve thinks the illuminati has betrayed him and committed the most unforgivable act of erasing his memory, he only goes after tony. it’s tony he’s furious at, it’s tony he’s single-handledy hunting down, and it’s tony he wants to pay the most for what he’s done.

tldr, tbh, altho depressing and utterly typical of marvel to do so, i find it v. true to life and realistic that it’s only in moments of point-of-no-return tragedy that we get the big moments and confessions and ‘i loved him’. the tragedy of stevetony is that these two men do love each other, and they both know it on an instinctual, intuitive level. everything about the way they interact and trust and hurt each other is indicative of that love. they never expect there to be a moment where that love won’t be there in the subtext, they never Expect that there’s going to be a ‘this is my last chance to tell him’ kind of moment. (bc usually, lbr, it’s some kind of world-ending crisis where they’re in the middle of a war on opposing sides.) their tragedy is that they’ve spent so long loving and being in love w/ each other where the timing has never been right, or they keep convincing themselves they’re content with the status quo, or the other person isn’t in the right place or headspace to hear it, that they just never get their Moment.

so their moments end up being morgue-side confessions, hugs and speeches where one person all but tells the other person they can’t live w/o them, and y’know, the ultimate act of no homo where the only universe they’d ever be together is if they can become a heteronormative straight™ couple.

Secret Santa Gift EXCHANGE!

This is my secret santa gift for @pozolegirl 

I was so excited when I got my assignment and it was for someone whose work I already knew and admired! I hope you like your gift!! 


“So you were right.”

“Was I now?”

“Yes. Ladybug agreed that buying expensive jewelry for a girl you are not dating does, in fact, send mixed signals.” Chat sighed as he dropped down through the skylight and sprawled out against the bedding.

“I told you.” Marinette grinned smugly, not even bothering to look up at him from her desk.

“I can’t believe that you two are ganging up on me!” Chat whined, burying his face into her giant cat pillow.

“I can’t believe you talk about me to Ladybug.” Marinette laughed, her attention already back to whatever project she was currently working on.

“well, she doesn’t like it if I talk too much about my civilian life and you are my only other friend as Chat Noir.”

“I know but… never mind.” She shook her head softly, muttering something under her breath.

“So what sort of present do you want me to get you for Christmas?” Chat asked peering over the loft railing. She froze, her eyebrows furrowing. He grinned in anticipation.

“You already got me a present remember? The absurdly expensive piece of jewelry?” She finally looked up at him with an eyebrow raised challengingly.

“Yeah but you hated it.” He smirked.

“I did not hate it! I just thought a 295 Euro necklace was a little much for a just friends present.”

“Yes you made your feelings on that perfectly clear last time. The point is I need to get you a present that you actually appreciate getting.”

“I do appreciate it! I am literally wearing it right now!”

“That’s just cause you feel guilty. I will get you the perfect present. Just watch.”

Marinette groaned, pulling distractedly on her pigtails.

“Chat you are being ridiculous. You don’t need to get me another present.”

“What do you want?” he asked, grinning wider.

“I want you to not get me another present.”

“Try again. What do you want?”

“I’m not telling you,” she huffed.

“Fine. I have other ways of figuring things out. Just you wait Princess, I will get you the perfect Christmas present.” He stood up, giving her a jaunty salute as he pulled himself back up through the skylight.

“Chat!” She called after him.

He waited silently on her terrace, holding back the bubble of laughter in his chest. He could hear her shuffling around in the room, waiting to see if he would poke his head back in or if he had actually gone.

“Stupid cat,” she muttered finally.

Only then did he disappear into the night.

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