and i shouldn't make such things

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guess who got distracted from math homework?!

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hello yes have a modern AU that no one asked for

I see Rey being an art school student making sculptures and things, making her cousin (aka a very angry Ren) lug her heavy stuff around to her shows. mostly this was inspired by a picture of Rey in sweatpants

Hux is a writer and he goes out with Phasma to get coffee and talk shit

also bonus:

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I fell asleep in the middle of a scene and woke up, and you know when you wake up you don’t quite know where you are? There’s nothing scarier than waking up in the middle of Game Of Thrones world – naked and everyone standing over you – and you go, ‘Oh my God, I’ve died and I’ve actually ended up in Westeros. — Kit Harington (insp.)

feeling blue so I drew something opposite of that feeling 

People always make Juliet out to be dumb in Romeo and Juliet, but I think she at least had some sense where Romeo didn't have much of any
  • Romeo: I was thinking about this chick earlier who I said I was in love with but now I love that girl over there that is very likely to either belong to my family's enemy or be close with my family's enemy as it is their party I am crashing
  • Juliet: I do not like being so young and forced into a relationship with an older man, but oh there's a cute guy more my age over there. And since he's here he must have been invited and is there for a reasonable love match for myself
  • --
  • Romeo: We should kiss right now at this party
  • Juliet: No that is a super dumb idea
  • Romeo: *kisses her anyway*
  • Juliet: That was dumb of you
  • --
  • Romeo: We should get married right now
  • Juliet: We don't know each other. Shouldn't we wait until at least a little time has passed?
  • Romeo: Like tomorrow?
  • Juliet: Sure, fine.
  • --
  • Juliet: We're married now, so we have to try and make things better between our families.
  • Romeo: Right.
  • Romeo: It seems I have killed your cousin and am now exiled.
  • --
  • Juliet: Ok so since Romeo fucked up I'm gonna fix this shit by taking a harmless sleeping liquid. He'll come and get me and we can go away together.
  • Romeo: *immediately kills himself*
  • Juliet: For fucks sake.

anonymous asked:

Was there a colored page of kirishima with black hair? I can't remember, but if there wasn't confirmation; what if his hair is a wildly different color and since manga is black n white no one can tell lmao

Might be, but even if it weren’t striktly black it still has to be some dark and dull color, or else he didn’t have any reason to call himself plain, right? No actual need to dye it either, really!

Anon said: Denki once jokingly said he just needs to stick a fork in a powersocket to pull an all nighter but now everyone wants to know if that can happen

I’m sure with everyone you mean the squad which as we all know is made of irresponsible idiots and enablers to every and all stupid/reckless ideas - I’m 100% convinced they all told Kaminari to “prove it, then” and Kaminari was definitely ready with fork in hand 0.2 seconds later and if it weren’t that they decided to be idiots in the common room and Iida happened across them just as he was about to stick the fork in the plug they would have already short-circuited the whole dorms building lmao

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vanejpeg  asked:

People expect everyone to stay the same forever but that's kinda unrealistic seeing as we all grow and learn as the years go by. It would actually be more concerning if you were to stay the same rather than grow and learn if ppl don't like who you are becoming which is a wonderful person who inspires others then that's their problem and they shouldn't be forcing you into a mold you don't fit into anymore

That last line really resonated with me.

I want to make you guys happy, of course I do, but I also want to do the things that I love to do.

I’ve struggled a lot in the past with self image, confidence and depression/anxiety, but I’d like to believe I have made some progress since then. Which is also why I feel it’s important to challenge and change myself so that hopefully I can become a better person! Not just for YT but personally as well!

Thank you to all of you who support what I am trying to do! I am not who I was a year ago but that doesn’t mean I am not still me. :)

DRINKING GAME: take a shot every time a  parked car conversation ends in tears and sounds like a wine glass hitting hardwood with too much force to be an accident.

DRINKING GAME: take a shot every time you wake up in a cold sweat because you had a dream where you loved someone that you shouldn’t have. or should have. or shouldn’t have. or-

DRINKING GAME: take a shot every time somebody asks me how you are and I lie about knowing the answer to that question because I never bothered to learn how to say your name followed by the word “gone.”

DRINKING GAME: take a shot every time you think about touching yourself. another shot if you don’t. another shot if you do but end up crying before you’ve finished. another shot if you can’t finish without thinking about their teeth on your earlobe like water on a grease fire, like red lights when you’re late.

DRINKING GAME: take a shot every time you lose your voice because this is the eleventh time you’ve listened to drops of jupiter within the last hour and the only volume that your vocal cords have when it comes to the words “did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there?” is excruciatingly uncomfortable.

DRINKING GAME: take a shot every time you consider driving to the city, driving until the engine burns out, driving to a place that neither of you have ever been, driving until the part of you that still knows what they smell like in the late afternoon jumps out the passenger side door and doesn’t bother running after you.

DRINKING GAME: take a shot every time something seemingly insignificant brings you to your knees. the color red. batman cartoons. the soft drink aisle of the grocery store. warmth.

DRINKING GAME: take a shot every time you write another poem about them leaving and it doesn’t make you feel any better, it just reminds you of all the things that are still left to say.

—  alcohol poisoning and other things I shouldn’t be writing about, (27/30), Caitlin Conlon
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I’m finally dooooneeeeee!!! My part of art trade with Andy (sorry I got carried away), I really hope you’ll like it!

To be honest I had no idea what to draw for you, but Niki’s ‘what if Karasuno goes ice skating’ gave me the idea of kagehina on ice, and I figured it might work, so thank you for that! It was a great help with my struggling.

Andy, I’m sorry for the late I’m always late with things;_;

  • Hunk: you know you really really shouldn't do that
  • Lance: I know I know
  • Lance: like it's a really bad idea
  • Hunk, sighing: you're gonna do it anyway aren't you
  • Lance: oh yeah, because you know what my favourite thing is
  • Hunk, unimpressed: fucking your self over
  • Lance: HELL YEAH *proceeds to do the thing that makes Shiro have 6 mental breakdowns in the space of 3 mins*

Its 100% NOT okay for someone to treat you poorly/harass you/make fun of you/hurt you/ect. because of what genitals you have/used to have.

It IS 100% okay for someone to not want to date you/be with you romantically because they are not physically attracted to what genitals you have/used to have.

Stop telling people they have to be attracted to something are just not attracted to.

For example: I don’t date skinny guys or extremely overweight guys because I’m not attracted to them. I’m also not into very overweight women either. That doesn’t suddenly make me “skinny-phobic” or “fatphobic”. I love people of all shapes and sizes.

I just don’t want to fuck them.

  • Mercury: Hey Em, you busy?
  • Emerald: Not really, why?
  • Mercury: Could you maybe... You know... Do the thing?
  • Emerald: *sighs* Merc, I shouldn't.
  • Mercury: C'mon, just one more time?
  • Emerald: It's not going to make anything better.
  • Mercury: Please?
  • Emerald: ... Okay. Only one more time. *uses her semblance to make Mercury feel like he has his real legs again*
  • Mercury: *reaches down and touches them, smiling as the illusion makes him feel soft skin instead of metal* Thanks, Em...
  • Emerald: *smiles sympathetically at his expression* Yeah... You're welcome.
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The park had a piano and a rose covered gazebo! 🎹🌷

Baby can’t you see I’m yupping
A bot like you should wear a warning
It’s dangerous, I’m fallin’


There’s no escape, I can’t wait
I need a hit, tumblr give me it
Your shit edits, I’m loving it


Too rad, can’t come down
Losing my head scrolling up and down
Do you feel me now


Chorus
With a taste of your shades I’m on a ride
You’re Radtron, I’m slipping in trash
With a taste of your glasses paradise
I’m addicted to you
don’t you know that you’re radtron
And I love what you do
Don’t you know that you’re Radtron

It’s getting late to give you up
I took a sip of your devil cup
Slowly it’s taking over me

Too rad can’t come down
It’s on my dash and it’s all around
Can you feel me now

Chorus

Don’t you know that you’re radtron
Taste of your shades and flower crown

Chorus x2

The blade of marmora
I think you’ll like it now
Maybe I’m furry now
D'you think i’m furry now

Pickles x thace is rad
I think you’ll ship it now
I think I’m furry now
Oh no I’m furry now

Not good enough

Prompt: “Do you have any idea how many people are dead because I wasn’t clever enough, wasn’t quick enough, wasn’t strong enough, wasn’t good enough?”

word count: 1260

warnings: angst

Originally posted by hardyness

Being Peter Parker best friend wasn’t an easy task. The boy was the most unselfish, caring and intelligent person you have met, however he was also the most oblivious one. He didn’t seem to notice how you were totally in love with him and had been for a couple of months now. The only person who knew was Aunt May, who insisted you told him about your feelings since he probably felt the same way.

“ I just know it Y/n! Can’t you trust me on this one?” you remember  May saying  as she tried to convince you of asking Peter out.

You wanted to, you really wanted to believe her, however you knew that was impossible, so you just keep on pretending that everything was fine and there were strictly platonic feelings. Although it was really hard for you, specially as you were heading to Peter’s to watch a movie together. The sort of things a couple will do in a date. Except you weren’t a couple, and it wasn’t a date.

Whatever, you were settled for pinning after Peter in silence.

                  —

Peter was supposed to be home after the Stark internship, however he wasn’t there yet. As you waited for the boy to arrive you lied on Peter’s bed and closed your eyes for just a moment.

After what felt like minutes later but was probably hours you heard some shuffling around, excited to see Peter again you lifted the covers but instead of finding your best friend you saw spiderman crawling down from the ceiling.

As you realized that his back was facing you, you quietly got out of bed and stood behind him, trying to be as quiet and quick as possible. You lifted your right arm above his head and pulled his mask to you, revealing a brunette haired boy in front of you.

You couldn’t believe what you were seeing, it couldn’t be true.

“Pe-Peter? Is that you?” you stuttered, trying to calm yourself down

“What are you doing here?” His voice was low and it sounded kind of, angry? He still wasn’t facing you even though all you wanted was to see his eyes.

“I was waiting for you! How long has this been going on?” Despite your words Peter was still facing the wall “ Look at me Peter!”

He finally turned around but he kept his eyes locked to the ground as he said

“You were never supposed to find out, now that you know you can’t be here; you have to go!”

Why on earth wouldn’t he want her to know? They were best friends, they were supposed to tell each other everything!

“Why didn’t you want me of know? Do you not trust me anymore?”

His eyes locked at you with a glint of confusion and hurt. Of course he trusted you, but he had to protect you. He approached you and grabbed your shoulders as he said

“I do trust you, God Y/n I trust you more than I trust myself, but- but is not is safe for you! And I never wanted you to know who I am”

“Peter are you kidding? You are a freaking superhero! You have saved so many people! Why wouldn’t you tell me?!”

This was too much. Peter couldn’t stand there while you praised him for such things. Had he saved people? yes, but he had also let so many people down. So many people he couldn’t stop or save. It was just a matter of time before someone figured out his feelings for you and tried to hurt you. He didn’t deserve your love let alone your friendship. He didn’t deserve you.

“ I’m not as good as you think I am.”As you looked into your eyes you could see how fragile and weak this boy really was, how much he was hurting.

“Peter I know you. You are the same guy who helps old ladies find their way to the subway, the kind of person to help a little girl get her cat back from a tree, you helped me so much when I lost my father, with or without the mask you are still that guy”

“All I ever wanted was to protect you and Aunt May, I couldn’t bare to lose any of you! You have to stay away from me or they’ll come to get you!”

“Peter before I knew about you being spider man I could have gotten killed as well and it didn’t happen! And anyways, who is them?”

Was Peter in any sort of danger? Is that why he wanted you away?

Up to this point you have both tried to keep your voices down, however as the argument got more heated you started to raise your voices as well.

“Do you know how many people want me dead? They will do anything to get to me! Including hurting you!”

“Why would they hurt me?!”

“Because I love you! I love you more than anything! And if anything happens to you because of me, because of who I am I wouldn’t forgive myself!”

Peter gasped in horror as he realized what he had just said. He couldn’t believe he had said that out loud and neither could you. Did he really meant it?

He tried to push you away and turn around but you cupped his face before he could do so. You stared into his eyes and tried to show him how much he meant to you, how much you cared for him.

“Pete, I love you so much, I have loved you for a while now”

You brought you face close to him ready to kiss him until he mumbled under his breath.

“You shouldn't”

“Mmmh?” What was Peter saying?

“You shouldn’t love me, I’m not good for you” He tried to push you away one more time as he said, “Do you have any idea how many people are dead because I wasn’t clever enough, wasn’t quick enough, wasn’t strong enough, wasn’t good enough?”

It finally hit you. Peter felt so guilty over so many things that weren’t his fault. He was still punishing himself for deaths and accidents that weren’t him to blame.

“Peter you are the best person I know. You are the only one who knows all my fears, what makes me laugh and what will make me cry. You know exactly what to say and do to make me happy. And all those deaths, they are not your fault Peter! You are not a bad person, if anything you are the most noble and brave guy I know”

You approached him once again, this time holding him near to you as you hugged him. You lifted your face to see he’s already staring at you. There was truly nobody else who could make you as happy as he did.

You stared at his lips as both of you got closer, closing the distance between you. Finally after what felt like an eternity his lips touched yours, colliding into a sweet kiss that you’ve both been waiting since a long time ago. You grabbed the back of his head and pulled his hair as he brought you even closer. After a few moments you both pulled away trying to calm down your breathing, your forehead touching with his.

When you finally opened you eyes and saw his you felt safer than anywhere else, You both knew this was exactly where you belonged. In the arms of each other.

“Peter, there is no one else I rather be with”

anonymous asked:

Hiiii I've just found your blog and I love you 😍😍😍 So, could you do a plus size reader headcanon with Bucky about him making you feel like the most beautiful person in the world. ps. I'm in the same position as you and you shouldn't even be feeling that because YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL!!!!!

Bucky loved the fact that you were chubby.

You were the perfect opposite to him; whilst he was sharp edges and hard muscle and ice, you were all curves and softness and warmth, just the things he needed.

He smiled down at you where you lay snuggled into his side, your cheek smushed up against his chest. His metal hand travelled the curve of your waist and hip in a soothing rhythm, lulling you into a sleepy state.

“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, thinking that you were still asleep. You shifted closer to him, smiling sleepily.

“You’re not so bad yourself,” you mumbled, lifting your head to look at him. His dark hair was messy and tangled from sleep, his eyes drooping tiredly, and his voice was slightly hoarse. You leaned up to press a light kiss to his jaw, nuzzling his cheek with your nose.

“I thought you were asleep?” Bucky asked quietly, gently running his fingers up and down your sides. You hummed in content.

“I almost was,” you replied. “I heard someone complimenting me though and I just had to listen.”

He chuckled. “You still listening?”

“You still complimenting?” you retorted, grinning.

Bucky grinned back at you, before rolling you over so that he was hovering above you.

“Have I ever told you how much I love your face?” he asked, his lips brushing against your own as he spoke. You felt your heart begin to race.

“Tell me again,” you murmured.

He pressed a soft, barely-there kiss to each cheek before smiling down at you.

“I love your cheeks. I love the way they look when you smile, and how round and soft they are. I love the way you scrunch your nose up, and how your eyes crinkle when you smile and laugh. I love how soft and kissable your lips are,” he finished, leaning down to kiss your lips tenderly.

You stared up at him, your eyes wide and adoring. You lifted a hand to stroke his cheek, the thin layer of stubble there rough under your palm.

“I love your face too,” you whispered, grinning. “I just love you.”

Bucky grinned, moving to lie beside you with his arms around your waist. He pressed a kiss to the top of your head.

“I love you too.”

So I’ve noticed something recently among tumblr users, especially who I assume are young. (I hope anyway.) And it’s basically boiled down to forgiveness and redemption are impossible.

Now before I get into it this isn’t directed at a single event, person, or action or anything like that, it’s just something I’ve seem multiple times over the past year on this hellsite. I haven’t been here very long in comparison to a lot of people. But I keep seeing these scenarios:

“___ did this once so they’re a hypocrite if they say ___ can’t do ___ because they did it too!”

“Just because ___ said sorry for ___ doesn’t mean they aren’t a complete piece of shit.”

“___ is horrible and you shouldn’t like them because they ___! Just because they’re trying to be a better person doesn’t mean they’re anything more than what they were!”

It’s… honestly kind of worrying. If you really think that no one’s apology or actions mean anything, how can anyone ever become a better person? Once you make a mistake you’re doomed to be terrible forever with no way to prove yourself otherwise or to right what you’ve wronged.

Obviously there are exceptions to this, especially when it comes into more personal territory like forgiving family or friends. I’m not saying that you should forgive everyone, but I do think that you should at least acknowledge when someone is trying to become a better person, or says they’re sorry for doing something wrong.

And acknowledging someone’s apology or attempts to become a better person is not the same as accepting it.

Acknowledging it is like looking at it and saying: “I see that you’re sorry and that you’re trying to be better, but I can’t trust you. I wish you the best on the path you’re taking now, and proud that you’re making efforts to change yourself, but I’m going to put distance between us.”

Accepting it is like: “I take your apology to heart, and I’m glad you said it. I’m willing to give you another chance at becoming a better person, and I’m going to be here with you along the way.”

I think why seeing this trend bothers me so much is because I was that asshole.

Now a lot of you don’t know what I was like when I was younger and I’m glad for that, but basically all you really need to know is that I come from 4chan. I was your typical troll. I made people’s daily lives worse for the fun of it. I liked doing it. There’s honestly no other way to put it. I was a jerk and I had fun being a jerk. I was racist and sexist and anti-Semitic. I was your typical 4chan piece of shit of the early 2000’s.

There are plenty of reasons why I did what I did. Coping with depression, trying to fit in, etc. But that doesn’t excuse from them, and there’s really no possible way for me to go back and apologize for every little remark I made, or every person’s day I ruined. The only way I can prove I’m better than that, that I can change, is through my actions, and to apologize whenever I happen to slip up from here on out.

But the fact that I was once a piece of shit human being, to some people, means I’m unforgivable and past redemption, and nothing I ever do will make up for what I’ve done in the past.

And when someone thinks that, or worse, verbally says it to someone who might not be as resolved to becoming a better person as I am, it can set that person right back to how they were, and you’ve lost what might have been a friend or ally, or someone who could do good in the world if someone had just given them a chance. And in doing so the only thing you have accomplished is helping the world burn.