and i was really proud of him

anonymous asked:

Y’all remember the “freedom 101” music video by George Michael? There was a lot of symbolism and meanings about his image and label, using music and videos as his voice to fight against his fake image was GM style and that what Louis exactly did and that’s why George would be really fucking proud of him as much as I am

i can’t think about it without wanting to burst into flame he loves the people in lgbt history and educating himself on their lives and i’m sure they’d love him too

Yamaguchi: *improves in volleyball*

Everyone: *impressed*

Tsukkishima: well yeah hes worked super hard what do you expect?

What he means: he worked so hard! everytime i asked him to come over he was busy. He stopped walking home with me. Everytime i called it would go to voice mail. He never had time to do anything because he wanted to get better. He deserves my spot he is so talented. Im actually really proud of him but dont know how to show it.

Lee Taemin….what…THE….fuck. I’m so-

Tbfh when I first saw the mv I was like “ Taemin is coming for me, someone save me” but then I remembered Taemin already owns my fucking ass so here I am…dying because my mans is too much for me to handle. Tae really out did himself with this album and I’m so proud. I’m gonna vote like crazy to get him the Best Male Solo Artist award because that is the award my fucking man deserves and I won’t settle for any less

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anonymous asked:

Wait, if you give Shockwave your CNA to make more seekers, two questions. 1. Since we know that is he uses just your CNA it'll just make clones of you, and everyone knows how that panned out, he's going to probably need to combine your CNA with someone elses. Do you know who that'll be? 2. If he makes seekers with you're CNA, that technically will make you a parent, wouldn't it? Via laws of biology and life and such.

Via laws of organic biology perhaps. Parents give genetic material in the act of creating life. The two are inseparable. Since Cybertronians do not procreate, there is no comparable act. Mixing up some CNA doesn’t create a new Cybertronian - you need a split Spark for that. I would no more be those Seekers’ parent than I was my clones’ parent. I would merely be contributing code to tell the Spark what sort of frame to build for itself. From the way Shockwave was talking, I assume he would splice new code from the CNA samples of several other Seekers. Probably samples he’s had in storage since he murdered them in his experiments.

anonymous asked:

Omg wow the actual reason you changed your URL is so positive!! I'm trying to do the same in my life as well, like slowly move away from normalising my depression (this got deep quickly lol) and try to move towards challenging it if that makes sense? But yeah anyway you rock 💖

hey im really proud of you and happy to hear you’re striving for change too, youre awesome and i wish you the best of luck!! this is gonna sound weird but lately ive been thinking of depression as a person and for some reason it makes me more motivated to work against it?? like if im finding it hard to get up and go eat something I’ll just think ‘you know what’ll make Him absolutely furious? getting up and fixing yourself a nice nourishing snack lmao’

anonymous asked:

For Halloween Richie goes as sandy from Grease and Stan proceeds to choke on his drink because 1 since when has Richie been able to walk in heels and 2 he looks good in makeup ft. Bev in the corner proud as all hell of Richie cause it took four months to convince him to do this

cries,,,,,,, cr i es,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, cnaon
richies hair is amazing and stan just wants to touch it all the time. touchy touchy.

their costumes are super mis-matched but its still really really cute ???? sandy + dr. frankenstein aka derry’s latest powercouple

ok I know I kinda vanished(because I was hella busy(nah just lazy kidding)) but here is a quick brief update of what happened last week

so, I was hugged(!) by both EZRA and COLIN and I’m like avjbddvdnsb is it even REAL????

yeah, completely out of body experience and I know I’ve met them at different places but I WAS HUGGED BY MY FREAKING SHIP (AND ALSO BLESSED BY THEIR LOVE❤️❤️❤️)

I was a bit said tho seeing Ezra looking so tired but I hope this pressious bun had a nice rest after all (yeah I kinda do worry about his health, especially that he has a lot going on in his life rn but I’m also really proud of him💕)

And OMG Colin was with his son Henry and it was super CUUUTE (like literally cuteness overload). I told him I’m a big fan and he said “aww nice to meet you” and then hugged me after💀💀. I don’t know how this man can be so sweet and handsome at the same time. I can’t respect and love him more than I already do💞

Also, I may have had some awkward encounters with Christoph Waltz.😂 Like I met him twice at the premiere and then I accidentally saw him couple of times at the hotel. I just hope he didn’t remember me or thinks that I’m a crazy ass fangirl who likes stalking (well I actually might be but not for him. just jk xD)

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anonymous asked:

You know after this vid I keep thinking about that if Louis was free he wouldn’t be bothered to be gay™ artist he would be like Olly Alexander from y&y and now I’m really upset

he’s proud of who he is in every sense is the word and i can’t wait to see him 👦🌈🏳 at his future concerts

anonymous asked:

Hi! Love the prompt list! Could you do the last one with the ninth or twelve doctor? (A female character please) Thanks! 🌹💛

I’m actually quite proud at how quickly I got that one done. (Also it turned out much linger than I expected - almost 1800 words which is usually crazy for my one-shots)

Prompt 13: This wasn’t meant to be a date, but we’ve had such a good time and now it’s 2 a.m. and I should really go home…

I already did this prompt for the Ninth Doctor a while back and you can find it here, but here’s one with the Twelfth Doctor.

You passed by him on campus almost every day. You taught in the same lecture hall one after the other, and his office was just across the hall from yours. You saw him in the cafeteria, too, sitting alone while you talked with other Professors.

You saw him every day, but you didn’t talk directly to him until you accidentally left your office door open while trying to understand a mathematical error in your calculations.

“You copied plus instead of minus.”

You nearly jump at the Scottish accented voice from behind you, turning around to see the Doctor.

It equally annoyed and intrigued you that nobody knew his real name, but it was also a fact all of the Professors here had learned to accept.

“I beg your pardon?” you ask.

“Fifth line from the end,” he says, moving closer to the board and marking your mistake. “You copied plus instead of minus. I believe that should solve the problem.”

“I…” You look at the board, quickly calculating the difference made in your writing. “You’re right,” you breathe out with a smile. “One step closer. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” the Doctor replies. “It’s a simple mistake, you would have noticed it eventually.”

“Probably only after a few hours of hair-pulling,” you laugh. “Stay for a cup of tea?”

“Oh, I couldn’t -”

“Please?” you ask. “It’s the least I could do to repay you for the hair still present in my head.”

“I…” he hesitates for a moment, looking at his watch before closing the door behind him. “I suppose one cup won’t do any harm.”

“One cuppa coming right up,” you say as you put the kettle on.

“While we’re waiting,” he says, sitting down on the sofa next to the wall, “would you mind telling me what you’re working on?”

You smile as you launch into an explanation about your project, your thesis, and the problem you hope the calculations you did today would solve.

One cup quickly turns into a whole kettle and then to a second and a third as the two of you work together to solve the problem. By the end of the day, you’re significantly closer to a breakthrough in your research, and the Doctor talks about spending the rest of the week avoiding his assistant Nardole.

“Same time next week?” you offer.

This time, the Doctor doesn’t even hesitate.

“Same time next week.”

Your meetings turn into the highlight of your week. Between students asking questions you’ve answered a hundred times before, grading quizzes and dealing with the administration pushing their nose into your research, you know you have a few hours of quiet with the Doctor.

Sometimes, you meet in your office. Sometimes, in his. Occasionally, he’d help with your project.

Mostly, you talked.

“Your wife?” you ask, looking over the pictures on his desk.

“Yes,” he replies, cleaning dust from the frame with his finger. “And… my granddaughter.”

At that, your eyebrows rise in surprise. You force then back down, and try to keep your voice as even as possible when you speak.

“How come I never met them?” you ask. “I thought I’d seen everyone who come visit you.”

“They, er…” Once again with the hesitation that seemed to be involved every time you ask a personal question. “They died,” he finally says. “A long time ago.”

“Oh.” You swallow hard, uncertain what to say. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine,” the Doctor quickly says. “I’m fine. What about you?”

“Not much to tell,” you say, smiling sadly. “Single child. Patents passed away a few years ago. Not married,” you add with a sigh. “When your life are on the fast track… there’s not much time for any of that.”

“I didn’t want to say, but you do look a bit young to be a professor.”

“Not a professor,” you reply. “That’s what the project is for. But if administration won’t leave me in peace long enough to work on it…”

“Leave them to me,” the Doctor says. “I’ve been here long enough to know how to make them leave you alone.”

“How long have you been here?” you ask him. “I mean… some people say fifty years. Some say you’ve been here since the university opened. Nobody can tell what you’re lecturing about.”

“Well,” the Doctor starts, “you could always come and find out.”

You pause, looking at him in confusion. “What?”

“Come to one of my lectures,” he says.

“I can’t,” you immediately say.


“I’m busy,” you reply. “I have my project, my classes, visiting hours.”

“Tuesday between twelve and two,” the Doctor says. “My lecture’s just after yours, and I know you’re free.”

“You know?” you repeat, pieces falling into place as you remember something from the week before. “You had Nardole follow me.”

“No, I didn’t.”

“Yes, you did.”

“And if I did?” he asks. “Just one lecture. You won’t regret it.”

You look at him with a smile as the students file out of the lecture hall. Some have come forward to ask him questions, so you wait patiently by the blackboard.

He sure loves to hear the sound of his own voice, you think to yourself. It’s a good thing you love the sound of his voice, too.

When the last question is answered, he turns to you with a curious smile.

“So?” he asks. “What do you think?”

“Time and relative dimension in space,” you read out.

The Doctor’s smile turns into a smirk.

“Yes…” he drawls. “I believe I said that already.”

“Oh, shut up,” you laugh. “My point was that it spelled TARDIS.”


“The box in your office,” you say. “That’s how you call her.”

For the first time since you meet him, the Doctor pauses with complete shock.

“What?” he asks.

“I said that’s how you call your box -”

“No, no, no,” the Doctor says. “You said that’s how I call her.”

“Well…” you start. “I heard you talk about the box as a ‘she’ before, and I know she has a name. I mean, who am I to judge? I had a roommate who called her pen ‘Max’, a female box isn’t that much of a leap.”

Of all the responses you expected, the Doctor smiling at you wasn’t one that came to your mind.

“Listen,” he said, “there’s a bar on the other end of campus, that I play at sometimes. Do you want to come today? I’ll play a few songs, but we can talk in between.”

“Are you…” you start carefully, overly aware of the ring on the Doctor’s finger. You know he’s a widow, but the ring still being present means he’s still grieving. “Are you actually asking me out on a date?”

“What?” All of the sudden, the Doctor looks alarmed. “I… well, no, I… as friends,” he clarifies. “Would you like to join me tonight as two… colleagues going to a bar together.”

“Oh.” You can feel heat rising up your cheeks. It was a stupid thing to ask, that much is clear, but you couldn’t help but hope. “If that’s so then, er… yeah. Sure. Colleagues.”

The Doctor nods, and you can see that he’s almost as uncomfortable as you are. Nervously, you clear your throat.

“I should go now,” you say. “Visiting hours and all.”

“Right,” the Doctor says. “Yeah.”

“Oh,” you add just as you reach the door. “I forgot to tell you - I know what you’re teaching about.”

“Really?” the Doctor asks. “And what would that be?”


The night at the bar was lovely, if a bit awkward. You thoroughly enjoyed your conversations, as always, and it was nice to find out about the Doctor’s hidden talent with a guitar.

By the time you leave the bar, it’s way past when you planned to return home, and the Doctor insists escorting you home. In return, you insist on him staying for a cup of tea when you arrive.

“That last song you played,” you say as you take off your coat and put the kettle on. “How’s it called.”

“‘I Don’t Remember’,” the Doctor replies, and you smile.

“A beautiful name for a beautiful song,” you tell him before frowning as you see him look around with a troubled expression. “What is it?” you ask. “Something wrong with my flat?”

“Not wrong,” the Doctor says. “It’s just… sad.”

“Well, what about your place?” you question. “Is it also… sad?”

“Feels so, lately,” he replies. “More than ever.”

The two of you are silent for a few moments before you speak again.

“I saw you took a student,” you say. “Potts, right?”

“Bill, yes,” the Doctor nods. “She’s a good student.”

“She smiles when she doesn’t understand,” you note.

“Yeah…” the Doctor smiles. “She does, doesn’t she? A rare breed.” He looks at the window as rain starts falling and the smile drifts off his face. “I should go. I still need to get to the other end of campus…”

“Don’t be ridiculous,” you say. “It’s past 2am and it just started to rain. You going back to your place doesn’t make sense. Stay here. I can take the couch.”

“No, y/n -”


You grab his hand and freeze, your eyes traveling down to look at his fingers - or, more accurately, what isn’t on his fingers.

“You took off your ring.”

“Yeah,” the Doctor says. “I did.”


“I…” he sighs. “I loved River. And a part of me always will love her. But… she died. A long time ago.”

Suddenly, you’re overly aware of how close the two of you are. You can hear his heartbeat, faster twice than any you ever heard before.

“I really should go,” he mutters.

“Doctor?” you whisper.



You don’t know if it’s his lips that find yours or the other way around. As you slowly lead him away from the door and towards your bedroom, kettle long forgotten, you decide that you don’t care.

The next morning, you wake up to an empty bed and a note on your night shed.

Sorry I couldn’t stay, Nardole called and apparently something came up.

You don’t bother to hide the smile on your face as you pull out your phone and send a short text message.

Same time next week?

Barely moments pass before you receive a reply.

Same time next week.

zahra-94  asked:

My name is Zahra, I speak 3 languages, currently learning a 4th. I'm juggling 3 jobs, a placement and a Master's degree. I'm really shy and have trouble making friends. Current hobbies include blogging and wandering around in big cities and parks 😊

I ship you with….

Azrael. Earth’s languages fascinate Azrael, he asks you to teach him some phrases and he’s both proud of and applauds your pursuit of furthering your potential through education. He’s as soft as they come, so you have nothing to worry about in terms of finding a friend in him. 

Best friends with Vulgrim. Being a merchant who deals with all manner of beings, he’s well versed in multiple languages and he knows all the secret passage-ways and tunnels beneath cities. He indulges you in your explorative nature and you have a great time going places you probably shouldn’t go with him. 

destructivegalexy  asked:

MBB is getting to me on every level, I feel so bad for y/n but at the same time I'm like you shouldn't have lied to him but then ???? Basically, this series is a fucking masterpiece and you should be so proud!! Also he totally beat Jimin up for what he did js

I really hope it stays a masterpiece until the NeXT CHAPTER BECAUSE WHOO-HOOOOOOOOOOO shIET


when the maknae decided to not follow the script ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

anonymous asked:

Kat,,,,,,,keith Cries,,,,,,,,,fanon keith is dead,,,hes,,,,,emotiONAL,,,

Dude. Dude, I know. Here’s some great stuff about Keith that fandom can no longer deny:

  • when asked to describe himself he first comes up blank
  • no mentions of his talents whatsoever?? he’s not arrogant
  • in fact he has no trouble admitting that he’s bad at something
  • keeps saying that he pilots the black lion but refuses to say that he’s the black paladin
  • he thinks that being part Galra might be why he has always been bad at connecting with people 
  • automatically plays around with his knife when the Galra part gets mentioned
  • is very straightforward and wants to avoid complicated stuff as much as possible
  • apologized twice for blowing up; he’s self-conscious about his temper
  • [voice crack] “I don’t know why I’m that way”
  • is aware of his abandonment issues
  • is also aware that he puts some walls up
  • tries to compose himself by rubbing his fingers together
  • knows when he is about to cry and promised himself not to do it ((in front of the camera/a potential audience at least))

HE’S. SO GREAT. SO SO GREAT. He’s much more self-aware than fandom gives him credit for. I LOVE HIM SO MUCH ;A;

Markiplier’s You’re Welcome Tour

I’m sitting in my hotel room, skillfully eating some leftover chicken and dumplings from Cracker Barrel with a coffee straw cause I don’t have a fork, putting off taking off my makeup, and writing this post while everything is still kinda fresh in my mind.

I had the most amazing time tonight at the show! I honesty wish my brain was working better now so I could write better words but this is all I got lol

The show was SO GOOD!! I had so much fun and the Louisville Palace was beautiful!! Like wow it was a gorgeous theater and I’m so glad I got the chance to go! I appreciate so much what everyone did to put this show together for all of us and it all went so well! 

I had VIP seats so I got to see Mark sing before the show started and I am honestly so proud of him for facing his fear of singing in front of everyone and doing so well! Sorry the phone lights threw you off a little but tbh it really added to the moment. And I’m glad you got your little guitar clamp thing back lol Thank you so much for doing that for us~

I had seen little clips of the show here and there from June and I thought it looked amazing but I was not prepared for how much more fun and amazing it was to actually be there and participate in the show! Every second was so funny and fun and I think my favorite part was the dance off! Sorry Ethan but Mark won this one lol The fan participation was so cool!

I love the whole team so much it was awesome to see them all perform in person. ALSO AMY AND KATHRYN!! Shout-out to them for being awesome and beautiful and going around to get questions from people!

Okay I better wrap this up cause I’ve rambled too much at this point. I might write more tomorrow if I can think of more to say. But thank you Mark, Ethan, Bob, Wade, Tyler, Amy, Kathryn, and of course Dan the Music Man for putting on a fantastic show that I won’t forget~


P.S. - My mom also loved the show and thought you all did amazing!