and this is why i'm going to hell

Whoops looks like I’m a bad awful person for not liking k pop x-x

No but seriously this is another reason why I stay away from it. The fandom is so pushy and toxic sometimes.

No this doesn’t mean I hate it. I’m not about to tell you not to go listen to it. Its up to you. Go Crazy.

Hell I have a few friends that like it and I get along with them fine. Its the strangers that get pushy.

Just stop telling people that they’re not a good person if they don’t like it. Some of us just have different tastes.

Fucking hell CN

Lion 4 has been cancelled.

Replaced by?

Teen. Titans. Go.

Steven universe is only airing THREE times in the next two weeks. CN isn’t advertising the show at all, along with inconsistent air dates/times, including the time of release being changed a few hours before it actually aired.


Stop staring at me with them big ol’ eyes

The Signs as Romeo and Juliet Characters

**slightly salty edition due to me writing an essay on this

Aries: Mercutio (enjoys provoking people for no fucking reason)

Taurus: Count Paris (can be presumptuous like no m8 we’re not married)

Gemini: The Nurse (v v chatty and inappropriate at times)

Cancer: Romeo (has courage of a wet tissue jUST sAYIN)

Leo: Capulet (random rages???? why??? can you not??)

Virgo: Juliet (shuts you out of their life if you two disagree on a tiny thing)

Libra: Rosaline (you never really see them but you hear things idk who are they)

Scorpio: Tybalt (weirdly fashionable but you’d never expect it)

Sagittarius: Lady Capulet (relies on others for pragmatic/moral support because they can’t even deal with e m o t i o n s)

Capricorn: Friar Lawrence (unwanted advice js and expert on herbs ??)

Aquarius: Prince Escalus (only ever appears if there’s a big ol’ fight because they love the drama rly)

Pisces: Benvolio (you never see it but actually has a huge temper because they’re so done with everyone)

  • Phillip: I'm going to a party
  • Alexander: Will you be drinking?
  • Phillip: No.
  • Alexander: Will you be having sex?
  • Phillip: No!
  • Alexander: Then why the hell are you going!?
nya’ll mind if I

love my followers a lot

Sneak Peek O.O

Jeff gasps and then groans, he pushing you back down and grinding against your core.

“Please,” you pant. “I need- I need you.”

But Jeff freezes before groaning, he carefully settling his weight atop of you and hiding his face there in your neck. “Shit,” he mumbles. 

“Um. Jeff..?”

It takes him a second, but eventually he says, “I can’t. I’m sorry.”

Originally posted by ask-thenightguards




I think now I’m nervous. I’ve never written anything like this before.

Some other things I think were very important in the Ishval arc that weren’t mentioned in Brotherhood:

Basque Gran’s minor coup was not simply over reckless orders. The Ishvalan religious leader, Logue Lowe (who had previously been in hiding in the wilderness), along with an escort group, had approached them asking to meet with Fuhrer Bradley. Logue Lowe intended to offer up his own life in exchange for stopping the war.

Hughes, Gran, and all the others seemed very humbled and a little sad, and respectfully granted his wish, bringing him to see Brigadier General Fessler. Fessler refused incredibly disrespectfully, and that was the final straw for his men.

Gran: Logue Lowe, supreme cleric of the Ishval region. I brought him here because he requests an audience with the president.
Fessler: You fool! I don’t care if it’s Ishvala himself! My orders are to kill them all! …Take these Ishvalan dogs out back and shoot them!
Gran: Brigadier General Fessler. An interesting statistic: Did you know that half of all officer deaths on the battlefield are attributed to assassination by subordinates?

Hughes: It was a stray bullet.
Unnamed soldier: Yup. That’s what I saw.
Gran: Now that General Fessler is dead, I have no choice but to assume command.
Soldiers: Yes, that’s the only course of action. Please take command, Colonel Gran.
Gran: Captain Hughes, take Lowe to the president! Second Lieutenant Belmot, take the injured to the back immediately!
Lowe: Should I… give you my thanks?
Gran: I need no thanks from you. I just pray that your negotiations with the president go well.

(From the Viz translations, edited slightly for conciseness + name corrections)

This was important because it shows us that even Basque Gran, a character generally known for his cold demeanor and ruthless fighting tactics, has some moral limits and wanted to end the war.

After they took Logue Lowe to see him, Bradley very rudely shot down his attempts at negotiation, saying that his life was worth no more than anyone else’s. He ordered Lowe and his escorts to be killed, while also going on a tangent about how there’s no such thing as god and that religion is stupid, because if it’s real than why didn’t Ishvala strike him down yet?

It also showed a lot of Scar and his brother, and Sarah and Yuriy Rockbell. In the anime it’s only mentioned that the Rockbells treated Ishvalan patients, but in the manga we get to see that they were truly risking their lives. Not only that, but they were constantly understaffed and undersupplied, with so many injured. At one point, several Ishvalan children pitched in to help them, since they literally could not do all the work on their own. Also, an ally who was bringing them supplies heard news that the military planned on purging Ishvalan sympathizers, and begged the Rockbells to flee to safety, saying that they had already done so much. They refused, because there were still more people that needed their help.

It was also revealed that Aerugo, who had long been at war on and off with Amestris, had been supplying the Ishvalans with weapons and other supplies in order to wear down Amestris. However, when Ishvalan refugees (including Scar’s master) attempted to flee into Aerugo, the Aerugonian government shut them out. They were using them, nothing more.

Knox was initially a surgeon, but was given orders to participate in a project gathering information on the effects of various types of bodily harm, using Ishvalans as test subjects. He asked Dr. Marcoh, “I’m a doctor, so why am I killing people?” On the opposite page, we have Riza asking, “Why is alchemy being used to kill when it’s supposed to help people?”

Kimblee was given a Philosopher’s Stone to test out in secret. After he gave his report and was ordered to return the Stone, he killed all of the men who knew about the Stone so he could keep it for himself. That’s why he had it in prison way at the beginning of the series; aside from Envy, nobody knew he had it.

The men in Roy’s squad- Charlie, Fabio, Richard, Alexandre, Dino, Albert, Roger, and Damiano- are the same men who later aided him in the coup d’etat on the Promised Day. They were so grateful and loyal to him for all he did to protect his subordinates in Ishval that they were willing, years later, to help him even though that meant going against the military. In the anime, since that entire scene was cut, nobody knows who the hell these random guys who showed up to help are or why they seem so chummy with Roy and the gang.


You know what we’re gonna do? Surrender. I know how hard that is for you because of how hard you hold on to stuff. But we’re just gonna, we’re gonna sit here and we’re just gonna let go. Okay, and let the universe do its thing. And if we’re meant to be together, then we’re gonna be together.


Before, she would have jumped at the sudden and unexpected pressure of someone’s hand on her waist, but nearly half a year in an 18th-century French court has taught Rose to adapt, if nothing else. (Her French is as abysmal as it ever was without the help of the TARDIS, but the court is graciously willing to overlook such things on behalf of the savior of their uncrowned queen.)

Still, Rose smiles as she dances, even if her partner can’t see it. “Someone’s awfully familiar today,” she teases (in mutilated French); probably it’s Henri, a little tipsy from the king’s finest wine, but he’s not half-bad to look at. “Feeling a bit grabby, are we?”

“Oh, you know me,” replies a soft voice behind her, in English, and it’s all Rose can do to stop herself tripping over her own feet. “I’m a hands-on learner.”

Rose’s heart leaps in her chest, hammering madly against her ribcage in time to the music and the steps of her feet below. Over a hundred days since she last heard that voice anywhere but her dreams; of course, she recognizes it instantly. Her grin is so wide now her face could almost split with the size of it. She squeezes her eyes shut, giving silent thanks to any gods that might be listening. <

(The impulse to stop in her tracks pulls at her, demanding her to spin and throw her arms around his neck and maybe never let go, but some part of her is afraid to—maybe she’s wrong, maybe it isn’t him, or it’s a dream, or if she looks at him, she’ll break the spell. So she keeps dancing.)

“And?” Rose prompts, insinuating her hand over his where it rests against her waist. “What have you learned?”

“That your French is atrocious.”

“Rude,” says Rose, but she laughs. She squeezes his other hand, the one leading them around the ballroom along with the rest of the courtiers. “It’s been five and a half months, and that’s all you’ve got to say to me?”

His grip on her waist tightens. “No, actually, it isn’t.”

“Aww, did you miss me?”

“Do you know the kind of trouble you could have gotten into?” he asks, his voice suddenly curt. “The damage you could have caused? Probably caused?”

His sharpness startles her, but Rose shrugs it off. “Don’t worry, I didn’t—”

“You have no idea what you did or didn’t do,” he hisses. “Weakening the integrity of this timeline, exposing everyone to the possibility of Reapers, compromising the safety of everyone here—”

“You mean Reinette,” Rose replies coolly.

“She’s part of everyone here, isn’t she? Or are you so thick that I have to spell that out for you, too?”

Rose laughs again, but the sound is shaky and thin this time, a scoff. “Why, hello, Doctor, it’s nice to see you too! Don’t ask about me, thanks, I’ve been doing just fine in the land of scratchy underwear and no plumbing.”

“I told you what would happen if that time window was smashed, Rose,” he continues as if he didn’t hear her; he’s so quiet Rose can barely hear him over the flutes and harpsichord and drums, but she can still make out the strain in his voice, the bite to it. “I was very explicit. I couldn’t have been clearer. So I’m struggling to understand—and that’s quite a feat, struggling to understand something with a brain as impressive as mine—why the hell you thought jumping through that window was a good idea.”

Twisting in his grasp, Rose cranes her neck to look at him, finally, and there he is, all furrowed brow and tight mouth and eyes glittering with anger, and god, if she wasn’t so irritated with him right now, she just might kiss him.

“That’s what you were going to do, isn’t it?” she asks instead.