and to think that i thought this was bad


“It’s not too late to set things right.”

I’mmm still real messed up over little Caligosto here…I do wonder what his younger self would think about his grown up self’s actions….and I wanted him to interact more with Raz, since Cali’s sanity seems to be the most intact in his childhood; you do find his moral compass there, after all. Also I just wanted to get that poor kid a hug in some way aaaa

I think it’s interesting (in the most bitter, horrible way possible) that with Mr. and Mrs. Loboto trying to get rid of a “monster”, they really just ended up creating one. :T World’s worst parents everyone!

I thought it’d be fun to get a Hogwarts uniform for my teddy bear, but was unsure if the bear should be in yellow like me, or in green like my boyfriend. My best friend thinks the bear should be one of the other houses. It’s a teddy bear, he can’t exactly go take a test. Trying to decide the best house without my own Hufflepuff bias has kept me awake at night far more often then it should.

(not responsible for this amazing photoshop, too bad! ~Taiga)

people are probably gonna get mad but i just needed to say this

okay, so i don’t know how to really start this and im really bad at explaining but i’ve been thinking about making this post ever since it happened so yeah, it might be a little long so im warning you. so i went to vidcon and on thursday it was announced that there will be a dan and phil fan meetup. specifically a meetup for fans of dan and phil to interact, dan and phil were not making an appearance. everyone there misunderstood and thought we were going to see dan and phil. ( well maybe not everyone maybe some people actually knew it was just a way for fans to meet eachother ) but thats not the part that bothered me. what really bothered me is that people were acting really immature. all i heard was fans just saying “SPAM DAN AND PHIL!!! ITS THEIR FAULT THIS IS HAPPENING!!” and it bothered me because 1. it’s not their fault 2. we weren’t even going to see them in the first place we just misunderstood. 3. they are going to be extremely annoyed that they are getting spammed and blamed for something that they had no control over nor even knew about. before any of that happened, while we were waiting i just heard fans saying “why does dan even like phil? he’s so ugly and old? i’m only here to meet dan.” and that is extremely rude. there are so many other people that would love to meet phil, heck that’s even some people’s dream!! and you’re there saying awful things about him ?? why !? there was also fans that didn’t accept dans rebranding. some said that he was pranking us. please accept that he wants to change! it might be hard but please accept it because he really wants to do it, if he didn’t want to do it he wouldn’t have done it! he wants to change so we should respect his decision! so what i’m trying to say is please please please

1. - respect them
2. - don’t talk crap on either one of them, they’re people !
3. - respect their content that they choose to upload
4. - respect their decisions
5. -don’t blame/spam them for something they don’t have control over

please please please respect your favorite creators, don’t ruin the thing that they love doing.

thank you.

To compliment the lovely lonely-shrimp’s female Guzma rendition, I made one as well! I never finished it, but I kind of like how it looks as just a sketch. I don’t think it can quite top the original by lonely-shrimp though!

It was really fun to do this with her! Ps sorry for the bad gesture but I thought it would suit herrr sorry

PS: Exams are done!

Daddy’s promise 0.1

Request from anon: 083 would be awesome

Category: Pregnancy
083: “I can’t be pregnant… or….OH, MY GOD! ”

Pairing: Barry Allen x reader 
Warnings: Girltalk where the word “sex” is mentioned a couple times (idk if that’s a legit warning tho), mild swearing (I think there’s like… three curewords or something), and a bit bad writing in the beginning.
Words: 3516 

A/N: Just thought I’d give you the reason why I didn’t post Cinderella part 2: it’s pretty much because it’s been a while since I wrote last time, and I want the second part to be perfect, AND I didn’t have so many ideas – just thought you guys deserved an update quicker…


When it came to sneaking in after a long night, Y/N Y/L/N wasn’t the best. Was the girl inexperienced? Well, maybe, but she blamed it more on her dominant gene of clumsiness. As expected, the door wasn’t on her side when she tried her best to get into her and Mary’s apartment inaudibly.

Squeak! It was moments like these, Y/N regretted not getting their door fixed. Though she excused her laziness with the argument that it was a great (cheap) alternative for an alarm in case of thieves (as if anyone would break the law for her stuff, hah!), it wasn’t funny when you tried your best to sneak inside after a long night out.

“Good morning,” Mary, Y/N’s best friend, and roommate smirked at her, two cups of coffees in her hands. 
“We really need to oil those hinges,” Y/N tried her best changing the topic, as she took the mug her friend offered her. 
“Nice try, go shower and get dressed. You’ve got a lot to tell me, and I don’t want you to be hung over while you’re at it,” at that moment, Mary was so determined, Y/N didn’t dare nor care to tell her she wasn’t that hung over.

“You had sex with Barry?! I can’t believe it! I mean, you guys are like… the definition of cinnamon buns!" Mary exclaimed in shock.
"Ugh, stop it, Mary. Now that I’ve told you everything about last night-”
“He asked you to take som drinks with him and Caitlin, then you just ended up having sex? Who are you?" 
”-can you just be the bestest best friend in the world and don’t remind me about it for the rest of my life?“ Y/N continued as if her friend hadn’t just interrupted her, and hid her face in her hands.

"Wait, what? Why? Was he so bad?”  
“NO! Jesus, Mary, no, he- he was good… But the sex is not the point!” Y/N shook her head. 
“Well then, what’s the problem?”
“We’re friends, and… and… and did you not just hear what’s happened?! We had intercourse-”
“Don’t say intercourse, Y/N/N, it’s old and it’s weird,” Mary interrupted.
“Well, we did it-”
“You’re not five, Y/N, I believe the word you’re looking for is-”
“Oh my God, Mary, can we just not talk about this?! Please?” Y/n couldn’t do this conversation anymore, and with a short “OK” from her noisy friend, Y/N left their living room. 

It had been days since her and Mary’s conversation about Y/N’s wild night with Barry. Luckily for her, Barry was needed in Star City for a week, so the awkward meet was yet to come. Of course, Y/N knew that it had to happen sooner or later, though later had worked out just fine for the past days, hence why she was still rooting for that method – despite Mary’s constant nagging.

The morning came quicker than usual as Y/N woke up by the sudden urge to throw up. This confused her, considering Y/N was never sick – well, excluding the days she actually happened to be, of course. So when she found herself hanging over the toilet, she couldn’t help being both frustrated as well as disgusted. 

“Y/N, are you ok?” Mary’s voice came from the other side of the locked bathroom door. Y/N never locked the bathroom door – she feared she would get shut in and stuck during a fire – which happened more often than you would think (let’s just say that Mary wasn’t the best at cooking, or with fires).
“Uhm… yeah, just-” She was interrupted by a second and hopefully last round of vomit.
“Yeah, I’m fine, just a sec, Mary!” Y/N was panicking. Y/N was throwing up. Y/N never threw up.
“Y/N Y/L/N, I demand you to open this door before I get creepy Jack  down the hall to kick this door open for me!” And that’s how Y/N got herself in lockdown.

It was never fun to be at home, sick. Especially when one wasn’t sick, but one’s crazy overprotective roommate and best friend forced one to stay home because one acted a bit off and looked a bit pale in the morning. Y/N was currently in this situation. She didn’t like it. At the moment she was walking around their apartment, feeling 100% good to go to work. “You look terrible today as well, Y/N, you’re not going anywhere. I’m telling Mrs. Norman, so if I get a phone call that your toe has even touched the air of the other side of that door, you’ll be dead,” Mary had told her. 

This was it, the last drop, she was done, finished, finito with staying home any longer. Y/N had just finished her third film of the day, and just laying there was getting her a migraine. ‘OK, I’m going out! I’m a grown woman! A big girl, an independent girl! I can do whatever I want to! My best friend can’t make me stay at home!’ Y/N went for her purse and was ready to walk out the door, but as if Mary could read minds, Y/N’s phone rung.
“Hello?” Y/N sounded as chirpy as she could, feeling nervous as hell.
“Hey, Y/N! Just wanted to make sure you haven’t left!” Mary knew her better than anyone, and it was almost scaring Y/N a bit. Almost. 

Three knocks on the door followed by the sound of a pair of keys, and then the door opened. The familiar squeak made its way to Y/N’s ears as she laid on her bed in misery.
“Hey, Y/N, are you alright?” It was Barry. 'Barry? Is he back home?’ Y/N tried not to let her panic take overhand. Anger suddenly washed over her, if this was Mary’s work, a certain brunette would be in deep trouble when she came back from work…

“Hey, I uh… I brought flowers,” Barry’s voice could be heard from the living room, and Y/N’s mind was twisting and turning: Should she go on and play sick? It would certainly delay the awkward conversation that was bound to happen… Deciding it was her best option at the time, Y/N made out a weak cough, and answered her friend:
“In here, Barry!” as sickly she could manage.

“Hi, how’re you feeling?” Barry stepped inside carefully, as if the floor would cause her more pain. 
“I’m ok, my head hurts a bit, and I’m a bit nauseous,” Y/N thought that her breasts being tender were a fact she didn’t have to share.
“Uhm…” looking as Barry’s ears had just turned tomato red, Y/N scolded herself for saying her thoughts out loud.

“Mary told you to come here?” Y/N tried her best changing the subject quickly as well as keeping her act. 
“Uhm, no, heard it from Caitlin actually. She was.. uh… on the phone with Mary I think. She, uhm, she’s a loud talker,”
“Caitlin or Mary?”
“Both,” the two laughed, Y/N throwing in a couple of coughs. When the laughing calmed down, and the tension started to grow, it was as if her guardian angel saved her, and Barry’s phone rung.
“Uhm, sorry, I have to go, Captain Singh needs me at the office…”
“Yeah, of course, you just go and save the city by stirring in chemicals,” her good-bye made him laugh as he made his way out the door in a hurry. 

“Y/N?” Mary asked. They were currently sitting on the couch, eating pizza and watching How I Met Your Mother. 
“Pee on this for me, will you? I think you’re pregnant,” the brunette said, throwing a box at Y/N – who were almost choking on her food.
“Excuse me?!" 
"Just do it, it won’t hurt, and you’ve been feeling bad for days. Now be quick and get it done already before I eat this up," 

"This is stupid,” Y/N said. It turned out that Mary had seen the episode airing on TV “a thousand times”, so they were now hovering over the white stick somewhat curious and excited.
“Because I can’t be pregnant… OH, MY GOD!” Y/N couldn’t believe it. It said positively.
"Is it Barry’s?” Mary broke the silence
“Well, you’re obviously not Mother Teresa, and you’re not the one to sleep around; I mean, I’m just tying up the loose ends…”
“Oh my God, Mary, can we just not talk about this?! Please?” Y/N was still trying to cope with the fact that a living creature was growing inside her vagina.
“Yeah, yeah of course…” And the night continued, Mary planning out how she would be the cool aunt of the unborn baby, and Y/N denying the scary fact that she would become a mother in roughly nine months.

“You need to tell him, Y/N,” Mary said, looking at her best friend while trying her best not to tick off the ice cream-eating bipolar monster.
'I thought we agreed not to talk about this,’  Was what Y/N wanted and meant to say, though because of the piece of heaven that was melting inside her mouth, it rather came out sounding more like: “Eh ohuph uh a-edh umph uh ahk a-ou es!” Mary, on the other hand, managed to translate the faded message by the clear look in Y/N’s eyes.
“That was three weeks ago," 
"Ugh!!” And the monster sunk her head in the pillows surrounding her, letting out a loud cry of frustration.

“What about Coby?” Y/N asked her friend. 
“Because Cody is too common for you?” Mary answered, still skimming through her magazine in the other end of the sofa. 
“I don’t know, he just feels like a Coby,” Y/N answered, looking down at er stomach – if she really just concentrated hard enough, she could see the little bump forming.
“Yeah, you’ve just begun the first trimester, so sorry hun, but the kiddo doesn’t even have a face, let alone a pair of good functionating lungs," 
"You’re right, but what about Bia? Or Dory? What do you think about those?” Y/N asked, and at this, Mary set her Vouge away and looked her friend straight in the eyes.

“I think that if you want to name your child after a Pixar/Disney-cartoon fish, you better talk to the daddy…”
“Yeah, Dory was a bit too creative maybe… How about Elza? Elza is cool, or Logan? He was always my favorite. Though Jess was also-” Y/N’s attempt on ignoring her friend’s change of topic failed hard when Mary interrupted her.
“Y/N this is getting serious. You haven’t even hung out with Barry much for the past weeks. Remember when you two couldn’t stay away from each other for more than six hours? I remember that very well. I also remember him being your number one topic to talk about 24/7," 

She was right. Mary was right and Y/N knew it, though she couldn’t help it! All she could think of when picturing their first real talk since the one four weeks ago was BABYBABYBABY. Imagine how stressed he would be? He made one mistake, and now he was forced into a huge commitment. In addition to that, this was not what Y/N wanted herself. She wanted to get kids with the man in her life. And currently, that was her dad, considering her status on Facebook was still remaining 'single’. 

"But how Mary? How do I confront him with this? He’s going to be a dad! And when I tell him, he will have two options: A, to agree to all terms and conditions, to become a dad and parent with me, or he can B, politely decline and leave my life forever! Mary, I can’t bear a life without him!” She hadn’t even realized the tears running down her cheeks before now. 
“He won’t leave you, do you hear me? He will never ever leave you,” Mary tried her best reassuring her friend, patting Y/Non the head while whispering soft comforting words.

“You know, having a pregnant roommate is way more expensive than you would think,” Mary came in the door with four bags full of food.
“Yeah, yeah, where’s the pickles?” Y/N asked frantically, to which Mary gave her one of the bags.
“I mean, not only does it drench your wallet, but also your mentality. Here you go by the way, bought eleven jars, just for you,” Y/N went for it, and opened the first one in sight. But just as she was about to open the lid and down all of the juice like she had done for the now empty seven jars in their fridge, she stopped.
“Yuck, how disgusting is this? Do we have any chocolate?" 
“Like I said, drenching my wallet and mentality…” Mary said looking up to the roof, shaking her head.

Y/N was currently in her thirteenth week, and her clothing style had changed drastically for a couple of weeks. 'They are meant for comfort and coverage,’ she had told Mary when her friend had commented that she couldn’t leave the apartment in 'the biggest sweatshirt in the building’ and her pajama pants. So you could imagine Barry’s shock when he not only saw his once best friend and crush clothed in uncharacteristically clothing but also for the first time in months. How Y/N had managed to avoid him for that long?

Y/N laid in her bed, computer on her lap, popcorn within her hand’s reach, and sipping on a coke. Her mind was parallelled set on the kittens in the video she was watching, and how cool it would be when her stomach finally would grow to a proper, usable size AKA when she could drop the coffee table in the living room, and do a Phoebe Buffay. 

Interrupting her thoughts, her phone started ringing, leaving her annoyed as she had to pause her YouTube-watching.
"Hello?” She said unaware of whom it wa son the other side of the line. 
“Hey Y/N/N, just wondering where you-” It was
Barry. Her Barry. What was she to do?!
“Sorry, wrong number,” Y/N said in the deepest voice she could muster, as she quickly hung up on the poor, oblivion guy.

Though that wasn’t it, Y/N really was creative with her avoiding methods. She needed to go to the store? She asked Mary. Mary said no? She asked Mrs. Norman. Mary figured that out, got mad at her, and told Mrs. Norman not to worry about it? Y/N asked creepy Jack down the hall, whom she knew Mary wouldn’t dare to talk to. But how about her job? In addition to having a feminist extremist as a boss, Y/N was a writer for a magazine. So simply explaining her situation, adding a couple of white lies, and finishing with a strong apology with a touch of ‘I promise to work twice as hard at home,’ Y/N was off the hook. 

But just as any hormonal pregnant woman, Y/N got enough of her hiding – it should be him hiding, not her! To this Mary had told her that Barry didn’t have the knowledge to why he had to hide (which apparently, Mary didn’t have either) and she was being ‘irrational and not herself,’ which Y/N obviously ignored. Hence why she left their home to get the right chocolate milk, because creepy Jack simply didn’t do the job properly. 

“Y/N? Is that you?” Barry couldn’t be too careful when it came to assuming  – let’s just say this wasn’t the first time he had “seen”  Y/N in public. Though at the mention of her name, Y/N turned to see who had said her name. Her eyes locked into his for mere seconds before Y/N turned away in hope her invisibility powers would quickly appear and hide her. Such a pity Y/N wasn’t a meta…

“It is you!” Barry jogged up to her. Great, what was she to do now? 
“Hi…!”  Y/N answered back, holding her basket with milk in a tight grip.
“How’ve you been? I haven’t heard anything from you for so long…” Barry said, just standing there in front of the girl he loved. 
“Uhm, a bit ill actually… Yeah, that’s why I haven’t had the time to hang out,” quite happy about her explanation, Y/N stood there ready to go. 

“For three months?” Barry asked, not completely convinced.
“Yeah,” Y/n faked a cough, “really bad flu," 
"I see, well, do you want to grab dinner Friday?”
“Friday? As in now Friday? in three days?” Barry nodded, and Y/N shut her eyes as if she had to think of her plans for the rest of the week.  'Should I say yes? It would be quite suspicious if I told him no… But he will know! On the other hand, Big Belly Burger does sound tempting…’
“Big Belly Burger?” Y/N asked with a smile on her face, which Barry gladly returned.
“Yeah! Good, I’ll pick you up at six,” Barry winked at her, then left. 'What have I gotten myself into?’

“This is good, Y/N! Now you can finally tell him!” Mary said, proud of the maturity her friend was showing.
“Telling him? Are you kidding, I’m not gonna tell him anything! We’re just grabbing some burgers…” Y/N defended herself. Wouldn’t that be scandalous, her telling him? He would flee the country to just get away from her.
“You’re not serious now, are you?” When Y/N didn’t answer her, Mary took a deep sigh.
“You are aware of that you’re pushing him away from you, right? Because that’s why you don’t want to tell him because you don’t want to lose him? So I’d use some more time to think before you just go on your date-”
“It’s not a date!”
“- later today, and keep your secret safe,” Mary finished and left the room for Y/N to remake her decision.

It had taken her blood, sweat, and tears – literally, but Mary finally made Y/N agree to tell Barry about her pregnancy. But after a brutal paper cut, an intense discussion, and while following the DVD-aerobic-instructor, Mary argued her way to victory, Y/N left their apartment in defeat.

Walking next to Barry, Y/N started to regret her choice of clothes – no scratch that, Mary’s choice of clothes. Because Y/N was supposed to tell Barry she was pregnant anyway, and 'It’s a date for fuck’s sake, and you like him, you might as well dress proper!’ So there she was. Next to the guy she loved, feeling more insecure about her body as ever, in hope Barry hadn’t noticed. And even though he didn’t show it, Barry did notice. But the thought of her being pregnant? That hadn’t nor ever would’ve crossed his mind. 

“God, I’m hungry… Haven’t eaten since lunch, how 'bout you?” Barry asked, not really sure of what to say. The conversation usually came naturally between the two of them.
Starving,” Y/N said, but kept out the fact that she ate an hour ago. “I could seriously eat a horse, or maybe even the whole team, when I think of it,” she finished, and made Barry laugh. 
“A whole team of horses?” He asked with a smile, to which Y/N chortled at.
"I don’t believe you…” Barry said playfully, loving the feeling of the normality between him and the Y/H/C girl. 
“Bartholomew Henry Allen, you’ve officially been challenged to a duel,” Y/N said in the stiffest voice she could muster. 
“A burger-eating contest?”
“Well, if you want it to sound dull, so yeah…”

“Oh Holy Moses…” Y/N sighed and rubbed her stomach. In front of her was a grinning Barry Allen, and five un-eaten 500g-Double cheese-bacon-burger with sweet potato fries.
“Told you you’d lose, though I’m impressed, not many can keep up with a speedster,”
“Trust me, it’s not that difficult when you’re eating for two!” Y/N said with a laugh, but it quickly stopped when she saw the look on his face. It was a good mixture of shock… shock… and more… shock.

“Uhm… Uh… yeah, I’m uh… I’m pregnant… Sur-surprise?” Y/N had never been this nervous ever. 
“You’re pregnant?” Barry couldn’t believe it. Who was the father? For how many months? Why hadn’t she told him before? Was this the reason she hadn’t talked to him for so long? However, he decided to keep those questions for himself, afraid of the answers – especially the first one, hadn’t he meant anything for her? 
“Uhm, yeah… Due date’s 4th of April,”

“Who knows?” He asked again, “… is the father aware?” He finished.
“Mary and you are the only ones. Mom and dad are kind of still in the dark…” Y/N felt ashamed saying it out loud. 
“Ok, well, how are you feeling about it?” He asked, his concern warming Y/N’s heart. She was so sure this would have ended completely different – hell she had cut off all contact for three months, and she’d continued if it hadn’t been for their random encounter at the supermarket. 
“It was hard to cope with in the beginning, though I’ve grown fond of the little creature," 
"I just want you to know that I’m not leaving your side anytime from this moment, Y/N. You’re stuck with me, and there’s nothing you can do about it.”


My first offering to the Overwatch fandom! (please be merciful (v_v))) I have never played before but they art is always so pretty I thought maybe I would try my hand at doing some sort of fantasy monster series.. like devil Mercy or vampire Widowmaker! So to start off I made Zombie Tracer! This is very new to me so please be sure to tell me what you think! Good idea? Totally Terri-bad? If you like it what monster should I try next? If not what would you rather see? I -really- want to try some new things!

Tagged because related - @overwatch-fan-art

In Season 1 Kenny cowardly refused to help Lee to find Clem only because of his personal dislike to Lee because he didn’t support his boat plan (really bad plan). So why fantastic Kenny didn’t tell Clem in person when they met in Season 2 something like “You know, Clem, I refused to go and help Lee find you when everyone else in a group agreed only because Lee was always hating on my boat plan”? Kenny’s fans who literally worship him and think he always supports Clem and will never hurt her, have you ever thought what she might feel hearing this?

So since I’ve been feeling very down and depressed lately as well as having high anxiety I’ve started doing some basic exercises because I’ve read it can possibly help.

Other than feeling like I have zero energy to actually work out and having to fight myself every day just to do a 20-30 minute workout I can say I see some improvement in my anxiety. I mainly think it’s because I have to focus on the exercise instead of the chaotic thoughts in my head.

Also I have pretty bad sciatic nerve pain in my right hip and I’ve been doing leg/hip/butt exercises and it’s been helping with the sharpe nerve pain I feel as well as the chronic ache I always have. It’s not taking the pain away fully but it definitely feels a little better so I guess there is that positive note.

@dahlialalala replied to your post: “Anonymous asked: I told you. I don’t know if he is like “why can’t I impress my

im not anon but thank u for this 👏 i think lance do think he’s a great person since he’s a jack-of-all-trades, he can do pretty much anything. but being surrounded by people who’s actually really good at what they do? that’s probably what causes his insecurities the most– he feels replaceable, not to say the bad feedback by the people who he deem "better” than him. they praise him and he feels good/better bc he has a place to stand with them. idk just my thoughts lol xD

No no no no, I absolutely agree with this!!! I’ve mentioned in a post a while ago that Lance tends to idolize people - we’ve seen that with Keith, we’ve seen that with Shiro. And while he never outright said it, there is no doubt at all that he knows that Pidge is smart beyond her years, she makes no secret out of it. And Hunk is pretty much his best friend, he’s around him all the time, he has absolutely noticed that Hunk is a genius mechanic. Lance, seems to like order to some degree (at least for his thoughts/battles; I personally really love the headcanon of him having a clean room too but that’s a headcanon, nothing else :P): 

After just a day he figured out how to make the face mask and where the pajamas, bathrobe and lion slippers were in his room. His plans are always well thought out and come to him in order; we could literally observe his thought process in the other scene in the Balmera. He also takes care to position himself and aim before shooting, no matter where he fights:

Even when he gets thrown in the air or has to swivel around on a time-sensitive mission, he still takes the time to aim and get into position. It doesn’t surprise me at all that he has roles in his head for each of the paladins: Shiro is the “awesome leader”, Keith is the “amazing pilot”, Pidge is the “prodigy hacker”, Hunk is the “talented mechanic” and he was the “cool sharpshooter”. 

So yeah. Part of his insecurities might absolutely stem from feeling as if he can’t measure up to the team, especially if the certified genius of the group doubts his abilities. But as I explained in the ask you replied to, getting that compliment from Shiro didn’t totally rock his world, he knew what he was capable of. He called that shot, pulled it off and wasn’t surprised when he succeeded. And that bad feedback outside of battle??? He has shown that he knows how to avoid it (as I also mentioned in the ask lmao) but he just doesn’t, so either he doesn’t care for that as much or????? ?????????????? Lance wyd idek. 

But then. Then there is that stupid comic panel thingy with the monster calling him pathetic and Lance basically agreeing. And just. I’m??? ???????????? I really need elaboration on his insecurities and thought processes outside of battle. SEASON 3 I’M COUNTING ON YOU THROW ME A BONE HERE,,,

SPOILER TALK SO TURN AROUND TO AVOID . We found out that the kid in IM2 was Peter. Even when he was that young, Peter stood up to a bad guy while the world ran. I want you guys to think about what this says regarding Peter.

Even when he was that young, Peter stood up to a bad guy while the world ran.

He had on just a mask and a fake repulsor but this kid stood and faced the evil robot while stronger people ran around him.

Tony didn’t blast that bot and say GOOD JOB KID to be a hero. He did it because that kid was doing what Tony knew he had to do even then. That kid thought he had power, even when he didn’t, and decided that if he didn’t do something, then the bad guy’s bad things would be on him too. That kid took his hero so seriously that he became his own brand of hero.

anonymous asked:

I was thinking back to when Sherlock phones Molly and she says she was having a bad day in the last S4 episode, what do you think happened? IMO, I thought it was the anniversary of Molly's dad's death since she seemed depressed but also irritable (her mood may have affected her work performance and she got chastised for it).

I’ve seen so many reasons postulated and all of the good, but the honest truth is that we will never get an answer because Mofftiss didn’t need to have a reason, they just had to have an upset Molly. So any theory is as good any other - but that one’s a very good one.

itsallyd  asked:

Okay so I was playing truth or dare and (of course) started thinking of the avengers playing and thought of thors reaction being "I don't understand midgards game of truths or dares but I shall play for the sake of game night" and steves "what do mean it's supposed to be dirty tony" and Tony's date for Bucky being to strip and buckys "doll, if you wanted me out of my clothes that bad all you had to do was ask" and yeah it's basically all I thought about last night

Lolol!!! That is awesome!!


The sheen of sweat on Hanazawa’s face gave him an eerie kind of shine, if it didn’t mean that Hanazawa was ill it would have looked as though he were glowing. Shigeo lightly pressed the cool damp flannel against Hanazawa’s forehead as the other shifted and sighed, he felt Hanazawa press up into his touch. 

“Thank you so much, Kageyama-kun,” Hanazawa said, voice strained and his smile weak, “you seem to always be saving me,” he added, sweat rolled down his temple. 

“I’m just helping out,” Shigeo replied, he was a little stunned by Hanazawa’s words, he didn’t think of it as saving people, to Shigeo he’d just done what he’d thought was right. “You’ve helped me too,” he said, he pulled his hand away and left the flannel atop Hanazawa’s forehead as he leaned back. 

“It’s that humility that attracts people to you in good and bad ways,” Hanazawa murmured, his eyelids fluttered as he struggled to keep his eyes open, but he lost the battle and swiftly fell into slumber. 

Shigeo was left to sit there as Hanazawa’s words sank into him, his face felt as feverish as Hanazawa looked. Whether or not he’d actually saved the other, Shigeo wasn’t sure, all he knew was that he had been helping someone like him. His palms dipped into the mattress as he leaned over the other and watched Hanazawa as he slept, if he really had saved Hanazawa then he was thankful onto himself because the boy beneath him with golden hair and a sharp mind was worth saving. 

anonymous asked:

Re Daryl's way of speaking to Carol I agree that it was his own addition to Daryl. NR and MMB's characters were meant to be minor characters but grew into a larger part of the story because the writer's liked what they brought. This isn't fan spec. it's what's been officially said by the actors and tptb. I'm not as familiar with MMB's acting outside of TWD but NR's always adding interesting little details to his characters and his way of talking to Carol came from that not from the directors.

I tend to agree with you Nomy on this cause it seems like something he adds to it, they always seem to add little quirks like that.  I think it’s a bad way to do things really cause it gives the actors a little more rein and allows for this type of chemistry to exist and grow organically onscreen. Its what also allowed these characters to become as popular as they are because these actors, who probably thought they were in a temporary roles that would be over quickly something wonderful happen that was not originally planned by the writers.

See when you adhere to a plan, or scripted thing instead thinking organically outside the box, you get the mess these showrunners sometimes find themselves in. Like using Rick and Jessie as an example of something that, in the context of the show itself didn’t fit but the tptb when with the plan rather than scrap that part, so we had this awkward mess.

Like the seemingly script adherence to comic story lines which may not work onscreen for the viewer.

The beauty of Daryla and Carol is that wasn’t necessarily a planned stroyline it sort of fell into their lap when Norman and Mel developed this incredible chemistry stemming from their off-screen friendship and complete comfort with each other.

I think with Norman especially trust is important when he’s acting because he may hold back some of what he’s capable of achieving for simply not trusting someone enough to be open with them. And acting is in large part opening yourself up and plumbing depths of emotion you might be afraid to show just anybody. Norman himself said he ‘feels free to be vulnerable around her’ and that’s probably why a lot of his strongest acting is with her cause he trusts her that much.

He’s more of instinctual type of actor in that sense, he seems know how the character who, and should react in most situations without having to be told. He knows things about his character that showrunners probably don’t even know. His body language and tone of voice are a huge part of it, and I bet he would say that in Daryl’s it just feels like he should talk soft to her. To not be harsh because with her it’s just different. Special. Because the last thing he wants to do is hurt her in any, including with words and one. He knows whats like to be on the receiving end of harsh words will no longer do do that with her.

Anyways that’s my speculation.

As far as Mel, I’ll be honest and say the only thing I’ve seen her in other than this was The Mist and I really remembered her in that movie because she was so effective at making the audience relate to her on a very personal level even though it was a small role. She understands and acts out feelings very well. Her entire tone in that scene was a mother scared to death for her children and she was so believable you could actually feel it. She’s intuitive, she feels things very well and has a great sense of the emotions of her characters.  Its like a form of empathy and its a wonderful gift to have as an actress to have and highly underrated.

See Nomy the way look at it, any old shmoe can play a scene and just act out what’s on the page. But it takes good actors, who can completly embody the characters they play to point where where it dosen’t seem like acting at all. There are literally times when those 2 playing scenes together and it feels like they talking to each other through their characters.

It’s quite extraordinary to watch really.

And this is what the fans see and their co-stars see, to the point where they will come on set to watch them. And its what the showrunners saw that has kept these characters around and the buzz going for a as as long as it has.

I personally would hope that the showrunners don’t waste the gifts that they have here just to rigidly tell a story the way they want to tell. To me it shows far more creativity to adjust to what shows up organically and unscripted.

So yeah I guess we’ll see.

btw sorry it took me awhile got a lot going been flaky lately. Promise to be better haha :)

anonymous asked:

How can you be happy about robert going to the scan with HER though? It's horrible.

with her? who else is he going to go with?

honestly, it makes sense to me. it’s all gone horribly wrong but he and rebecca were friends. he’s obviously interested in the baby. i think he probably feels bad about how he’s treated her. she’s the poor idiot who’s still in love with him after everything. he knows that. i doubt he feels good about it

plus like, he’s pretending he’s not bothered because he doesn’t want to hurt aaron any more than he already has. but aaron’s generous to a fault (read: bit of a martyr) and he’s the one pushing this. he wants robert to have something to do with the baby and her because it actually happening is easier to deal with than the thought of it (seriously, i think that’s true about most shit stuff)

anyway. it’s all just a catalyst really isn’t it? it’s looking like robert having a kid will end up actually being about aaron (colour me shocked!) so it’ll be fine

robert’s not going to magically fall in love with bex across the sonogram machine, he’ll be too busy making devestating discoveries about aaron. he’s a busy boy!

anonymous asked:

I honestly think that people kinkshaming Chaol's disability and categorizing him as unfuckable is a direct result of the messages SJM put in her previous books. People who read them without critical thought, especially the younger audience, are being fed with questionble values, overvalorization of beauty and stereotypes. It's no wonder shit like that happens in the fandom, when the author herself is like that.

To be fair, it’s not only SJMess’s messages, it’s society in general too, but her obsession with beauty is concerning and a bad message :/

why am i so insecure about the things i create even thought everyone else says they’re really good and i should be proud of them because i created them out of nothing

like i think my art is really bad, especially compared to everyone else’s art. everyone else is just so much better than i am and i’ll never be as good as them

it sucks

anonymous asked:

Yo, this is the (calmer) assassin's creed anon from before! I thought I was done being sad BUT I FOUND THE AC4 DESMOND VOICE MEMOS

Have you found the video tho? Because if you think the audios are bad just wait until you find the video, it will tear your heart out and leave you cursing Ubisoft and their stupid decision of killing Desmond