and im not good with friendships

i feel like i dont ever talk to my mutuals on here anymore. missin out on the Good Friendship Content ™. whats up u guys. how are you doing. hows life. do u want me to do ur math hw.

New MLP fandom?

hey guys!
so theres been some talk about starting another MLP fandom, to let people enjoy the show without being associated with the toxic part of the fandom. Like, with a new name and stuff.
So I was thinking we could use ‘Equestrians’, because

  • its completely genderneutral
  • it references the show
  • it shows we arent affiliated with bronies
  • it sounds pretty cool lets be real

so, if you’re on board with this, would you mind liking/reblogging this to spread the word, and then referring to yourself as such?

and even if you arent, would you signal boost for others who might be?

I think we’re like fire and water.
I think we’re like the wind and sea.
You’re burning up, I’m cooling down.
You’re up, I’m down.
You’re blind, I see.
—  Brooklyn Baby, Lana Del Rey

Everyone is built different. Everyone is on a different life path. We all have varying levels of social aptitude and sometimes, some of us need extra help making friends, or an extra nudge into social situations and there is nothing wrong with that.

anonymous asked:

hey august i just came out to a friend of mine (i told her abt my crush on a girl when she asked me if i liked any boys atm) and she took it pretty badly. like she said i should just find a boy instead of my crush and i feel like she thinks im weird and gross now what do it do??

end the friendship with a sword (i’m not good for advice this is what i would personally do)

like literally as far as im concerned bruce/natasha doesnt exist like even as i was sitting in the theater i was editing the movie in my head and like rewriting dialogue and shit. you too can do this. turn the flirting into friendship forming. nat and bruce both need a good friend. theyre friends. free urself

jily fanfiction which doesn’t just jump from james being a douche to a nice guy and lily actually developing a proper friendship with him before they get together

me:  👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀 good shit go౦ԁ sHit👌 thats ✔ some good👌👌shit right👌👌th 👌 ere👌👌👌 right✔there ✔✔if i do ƽaү so my self 💯 i say so 💯 thats what im talking about right there right there (chorus: ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ) mMMMMᎷМ💯 👌👌 👌НO0ОଠOOOOOОଠଠOoooᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒ👌 👌👌 👌 💯 👌 👀 👀 👀 👌👌Good shit


I’m such trash.

@imthepunchlord for your Grumpy Cat fic <3 Highlight of my day whenever you updated tbh :D

And the pun bros traded clothes because I can and I love them both.

percy watches the rain patter against the glass window from his chair tucked close to the corner of the one renovated sitting room in the castle. keyleth can see the mile-long stare in his eyes, the way his eyes, glazed and unfocused, trace over memories long-distanced by time. his fingers absentmindedly twist and tug and pull at the end of his sleeves, leaving the faintest grey marks on the white fabric. he always has gunpowder on his hands, no matter how thoroughly he cleans them.

lightning cracks through the sky, cloud-to-cloud, while its sister peal of thunder booms with nature’s fury. the thunderstorm shows no signs of giving in anytime soon.

keyleth moves carefully through the carpeted room, a book in each hand - one on herbal compositions and alchemy, one on aeronautical engineering. there aren’t too many books left behind in the castle, comparatively - where there were once libraries plural, now there is just enough to fill the shelves of a single library. what was left behind was rather eclectic in choice.

now, keyleth purposefully knocks her hip gently into a small shelf, making a little noise so as not to spook percy. he still starts, ruffled for only a moment before his cool, unaffected mask descends once more. “oh - keyleth. you company is always valued.”

keyleth smiles. “i found a book you might like. i figure, you and scanlan are going to get your hands on an airship eventually. might as well be prepared, right?”

he takes the tome from her hands with a grin of his own before scanning the first few pages with a sharp eye. keyleth suddenly feels foolish - she’d tried to discern whether it was worth reading or not herself, but she hadn’t understood half of what the first page read, and what if he’s already read it, she shouldn’t have disturbed him from his thinking in the first place -

“good find, keyleth! i don’t think i’ve seen this particular volume before - then again, i’ve never been quite so invested in aeronautics as i have other forms of tinkering.” percy seems genuinely thankful. “perhaps now is the time, hm?”

“well - i’m glad.” she tamps down the preemptively embarrassed blush that colored her cheeks. “do you mind if i-?” she motions to sit on the floor.

“i can get you a proper chair, if you’d rather.” he moves to stand, but she puts a hand on his shoulder as she moves to sit on the floor next to his chair, facing the window so that she can watch the rain streak by in her periphery while she reads.

“this is fine, percy - thank you.” she imagines the little frown that creases his brow when she hears him give the slightest huff, and it makes her smile.

they sit like that for a long time, both of them wrapped up in their reading, silently thankful for the other’s company.

so im watching robin hood bbc totally not just to see richard armitage’s cute half smiles right

i mean


his character (called Fuckbo- Nice Guy of Gisborne) is basically a major asshole who often smiles cutely and also wants to marry Maid Marian but she’s sort of like ‘ehhh nah man’ (she’s awesome i love her shhh) and he keeps giving her gifts hoping they can become good friends and during episode 7 he gives her a STOLEN necklace all like






tl;dr never trust ‘gifts of friendship’ coming from a guy with richard armitage’s face he just wants to marry the fuck out of you


More tiny sapient ungulates: Scootaloo grows up into a beefy punk with black metal piercings and a leather jacket, it is canon and I will fight absolutely every asshole brony who draws grown up Scoot as a dainty little thing with long hair.

She also rides an alicycle, which is basically a very aerodynamic bicycle that you propel with your wings (because internal combustion engines are mysteriously absent in mlp). She also has a magical disability and can’t achieve sustained flight, her wings don’t conduct magic well enough. This is probably do to her mixed pegasi and earth pony heritage, which is also one of the reasons she lives in Ponyville. Likely one of her parents or close relatives is wingless and can’t live in Cloudsdale.

  • araki:jotaro and kakyoin are good friends
  • sdc animator:jotaro and kakyoin have an indescribable friendship
  • jotaro's japanese va:jotaro and kakyoin are able to understand each other without talking also jotaro would be ecstatic to see kakyoin come back
  • eoh staff:jotaro and kakyoin are the strongest duo
  • fandom:......jotakak makes no fucking sense

Farewell, good thief, I go now to the halls of waiting to sit beside my fathers, until the world is renewed. Since I leave now all gold and silver, and go where it is of little worth, I wish to part in friendship from you, and I would take back my words and deeds at the Gate.