and you just really doesn't come out how you want it to

Things and Things and Things

It really is.

What’s even weirder is when people try to police younger people or minorities on just who they can love or how many they can love, because of some twisted version of a 2000+ year old book.

Sorry, was that out loud?

Sometimes, I wonder if the description of the relationship between Karkat and Terezi qualifies as a contract between those in a D/s or S/M relationship. You have a discussion beforehand about what you want to do or have done, come to an agreement, and then go forth and do the deed.

I wonder what their aftercare is like.

Oh, really, Karkat? You mean, you’d have more of a… matespriship with Terezi?!

Eh. Makes sense. 

make me choose

anonymous said: gx or arc-v?

anonymous asked:

Your post got me to think about a situation like this: Yuuri is tired and just uses 'Viktor' (because he's used to it and it comes to him more naturally) and then Viktor spends ages agonizing over it. "What did I do? Does he want to break up? How do I fix this?" And after Viktor goes "why don't you love me anymore!? You called me Viktor again?" Yuuri is like "what?" because it's just a name, and he doesn't really get the significance of it all. Does it make sense or did I misunderstand the post?

Ah, this is going to go back to Yuuri not being Russian, so Viktor should be more understanding toward slip-ups. Now, if he explained to Yuuri how important this is to him and Yuuri messes up anyway (ie it just slips his mind / Viktor didn’t explain it very well), then yeah Viktor Extrasyevich Nikiforov is going to freak out and have exactly that reaction. He’s going to think they’re in a fight or Yuuri’s distancing himself. That made complete sense & you understood it!

reminder that it’s okay to not want to hang out with someone. and that you get to say no without having to come up with some sort of excuse. 


Having friends like you, really did change me. You made me know that good things are possible. It’s not really common to come by. And I’ll remember you guys for it. So between the tour and rehearsals and me cutting an album right after, I won’t be seeing you guys for a while. Maybe even a long while. You know we’ll keep in touch, but it’s not going to be the same. And I think that we’ve all had enough group hugs that can last us a lifetime. So I want to say goodbye my way, with a song. And then I want to walk out of here like I’m gonna be seeing everybody in Glee club tomorrow and like it’s not really goodbye… - Mercedes Jones

I was going to make a gif of Mercedes’ goodbye speech, but I decided to just quote it here, because it was such a great speech and it summed up how I feel. I fell in love with these people over the past 6 years. Thank you for the laughter, tears, and memories. 


JACKUNZEL WEEK 2016 DAY 5 >> Fate Drives Us Together

I know it’s kinda sooo late and all that, but I just finished them and I’m proud, they show my improvement!

This is kinda a Kingdom Dance AU where they are both “normal humans” that happen to meet all the day during the princess’ birthday, kinda funny to think the boy doesn’t know with who he’s dancing with… (it’s okay, she’s not wearing her crown, could happen to anybody)

If you come out with a story please let me know, I really love to read stories…writing them is not as exciting, I know the end so there’s no surprise, hahahaha.

Anyway, I hope you like them  (´。• ᵕ •。`)

  • *✧♡if you want to use them in any way please ask me first and please do not repost them (all are protected by copyright) cause you’ll be then not appreciating my hard work and the time I spent on them✧*
Help make my dumb birthday wish come true?

Okay, so I know this is a little ambitious, and probably a little crazy, but I think it would be really awesome if I hit 2000 followers on the day of my birthday…

The thing is, I’m at ~1850 right now, and my birthday is in less than a week. It’s on October 11th. So like, a 150 follower gap. Well crap.

But hey, what the hell, I wanna give it a try.

EVERYONE that follows me already or follows me now and reblogs this post from now until my birthday can do one request for WHATEVER THEY WANT within the Fairy Tail universe. (I’ll also check out your blog and maybe follow you, I’ve been wanting to follow more anime blogs!)

If you don’t want to request something but still wanna help, just following me and reblogging this post anyways would really help reach my goal!

I’m more known for my lyrical/poetic gifsets, but I do know how to colour and make icons and graphics, so if you really wanted to, you could ask for that too. (I don’t see why though, they really aren’t as gorgeous as the ones made from other really freaking talented people in the fandom) 

You can see what my original content looks like here to get a general idea. 

Anyways, even if you don’t do anything, thanks for taking your time to read this post regardless, and I guess, here goes nothing!

The blog to follow: @fairytailpride
The post to reblog: this one duh
My original content tag: here
Where you can request if you’ve done both: here

TL;DR: I’m trying to reach my follower goal of 2000 followers before my birthday on October 11th, following me and reblogging this post would really help! Anyone who does both can request any Fairy Tail related edit if they want!

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She did not know why she carried her phone with her when the mere sound of it set her teeth on edge. She clenched her fist around the mobile device and stubbornly refused to open her eyes, determined to enjoy the last half hour of sunlight before it set below the horizon. Still it buzzed on within her hand, twice for each text. That had to be four texts.

Soft golden curls cascaded over the side of the ancient boulder, fair skin bare besides a creamy slip of cotton and intricate lace. The fleeting summer sun trickled down through the leaves of the trees to form dappled patterns along the stone and it’s company.

The phone buzzed again, another two times and this time the woman flicked the sound off with a single manicured nail. She squeezed her eyes shut, tipping her head back further to catch the sun squarely. Different colours moved about behind her lids, red and oranges, sometimes a sparkling white. Colours so different from those of Greece with her blue’s and greens and whites…what if he needed her? what if something had gone wrong and he needed her? She dug her fingers into the lace of her dress and bit back a groan of frustration. Why couldn’t she escape him? it seemed there was no place she could go where her thoughts or her heart would allow her peace.

Her eyes fluttered open as the sound of steps drawing nearer registered within her mind. She had heard them for a bit and simply ignored them. This was Central Park, sunset or not, there were still people wandering about and the later it got, the stranger the inhabitants of the Park would get. It was this that registered within her dulled senses and drew her up to a sitting position, resting on her arms as she leaned out to look about her. A strap of her dress had fallen from her shoulder and her hair tumbled all to one side, yet she paid no heed. She feared little these days and she would not have felt that…urgency if whoever lingered near were not someone she ought to take care with. You live in Manhattan long enough, you understand how the city and it’s people work. You understand what is worth paying attention to, and what simply doesn’t matter.

A gust of wind blew her hair before her, causing a shiver to run down her spine as the heat of the day dispersed with the coming of night. Her eyes could find nothing, but that didn’t mean nothing was there. She straightened further and adjusted the strap of her dress, brushing her skirts down as she threw her legs over the side of the boulder. The phone buzzed again and angrily she glanced down at it, 

Six new texts from G.Gordon

She tucked the phone away without reading them. She was distressed enough as it were, and she simply wasn’t ready for the discussion she knew he wanted to have.

She looked up once again to see if she could spot anyone and this time she saw someone. She raised a brow, “can I help you? or do you simply intend to brood in the shadows for the rest of the evening?”

Can we have Tony teaching Steve how to science?

I don’t know but I think it would be really cool if one day, Steve just enters Tony’s workshop and goes, ‘Hey, can you teach me a few things in what you know?’ because he genuinely has a keen interest in science. Tony is beyond ecstatic but doesn’t let it show as he gives a simple shrug and a smile before going, ‘Sure, what do you want to know?’

And the two of them spend the whole day being nerds and it’s just wonderful. This leads to Steve coming back everyday because he wants to learn more and it’s also quality time with Tony. It becomes so good that Steve can now ask Tony out using scientific language.

Which he does.

Tony says ‘fuck yes’ and is so happy as well as impressed.

And a little bit turned but no one needs to know this.

Despite all, I find truly interesting just how much a trauma can change someone. 

Up to when I was 8, I used to take inumerous selfies with all my toys. People had to beg me to stand still for more than a minute and I vaguely remember to be a loud, energetic and happy child. Just a few years ago, the resemblance I had to that past was close to none.

Don’t get me wrong though - I wouldn’t change anything even if I could, and I’m not the type of person who holds grudges against others. But it gets really bothersome when people who knew you from before come to you and ask “What happened?” in such an accusatory, sad tone.

Everyone goes through shit at some point. People change. Trauma fucks them up. But none of that makes them less valid and if anything, your question is likely to make them feel guilty for absolutely no reason at all. It’s not their fault. You can’t talk like they’re to blame, or say they should change for “a greater good” because to you they were “better” before, especially if such a long time has already passed.

Remember that, please.

weismannlevel  asked:

What do you think misaki would do to make saruhiko unable to say 'no' to him? (Since hes already sarus weakness and all :p) and post reconciliation do u think saru will spoil misaki a lot

I think it would probably have to be something like Yata just talking to him honestly, since Fushimi’s totally weak to that. Maybe Yata figures it out a bit and tries to leverage it a little post-reconciliation too, like they move in together and Fushimi never does the dishes and Yata’s getting annoyed about it. So one day Fushimi’s sitting on the couch playing with his PDA while Yata’s cleaning and Yata just walks over, leans against Fushimi’s shoulder and starts telling him how cool he is and you know Yata’s always wanted to be the one who takes care of him and makes him feel wanted and by the way can you do the dishes. Fushimi’s like what was that last one and Yata’s like come on, I’d do it for you because you know I’d do a lot of stuff for you and all. Fushimi gives in because he can’t handle Yata being all cute and loving towards him. I feel like Yata would be the one more likely to spoil Fushimi though, Fushimi is so spoiled on his own that he probably wouldn’t even know how to spoil someone else. Maybe Yata keeps taking care of Fushimi and then one day Yata gets a little sick and Fushimi’s all determined to take care of Misaki. He ends up overdoing it a bit and totally spoils the only mildly-ill Yata, like he tries to make dinner and he won’t let Yata get up from the couch and he even does the laundry and everything. Yata kinda enjoys getting spoiled a bit for once and even though he’s feeling better he lets Fushimi dote on him for a while.