because how does this man live!

There’s way too much pro-Mon El/pro-Karamel discussion taking place under the protective veil of ‘Word of God’/’Death of the Author’.

  • “He’s not human; stop holding him to human/earthly standards.”
  • “He was born into a slave-owning society; that’s not his fault.”
  • “When he said [x-y-z], he didn’t mean [x-y-z], he meant [a-b-ampersand]; stop taking things so literally.”

He didn’t do anything. He wasn’t born anywhere. He isn’t real.

He isn’t an actual person functioning under the circumstances of his upbringing, or reacting to outside stimuli based on the chemical impulses in his brain, because he doesn’t have one.

He’s a fictional character, whose actions, speech, history, and traits are written for him, by actual, living, breathing, thinking human beings, who sit down in a room and consciously decide who he’ll be, where he’ll come from, what he’ll say, and how he’ll react.

So when he does something on-screen, it’s reflective of the Supergirl writers who decided he would do it.

He is not real, but the people who control him sure-as-hell are.

So when we criticize the racism of replacing James - a successful black man with a good heart and a deep, continued respect for Kara - with Mon El - an irresponsible, entitled white prince, who owed slaves and has openly mocked, criticized, and degraded Kara (in public) on multiple occasions that span the entirety of the season - we’re criticizing the writers, who purposefully decided to make these things happen.

When we criticize Mon El’s abusive behaviors - the disrespect, the mean-spirited hyper-criticism, the lying, the possessiveness, the ignoring and defying Kara’s wishes, etc. -  we’re criticizing the writers, who purposefully decide to continue this behavior, episode after episode.

When we criticize the huge amount of screen-time dedicated to Mon El at the detriment of the other characters who play more relevant roles in the greater plot of the series, we’re criticizing the writers, who have purposefully decided to write him into more and more of the script in increasingly more irrelevant ways, while purposefully deciding to leave out the veteran characters to give him a spot (like James).

None of your arguments are actually relevant to the discussion that’s clearly going right over your head.

You’re angry that we’re attacking your ship and your character, so you jump on the defense like you think we’re grasping for unfounded arguments in a jealousy-driven ship-war, instead of acknowledging the problematic aspects of it and joining the conversation to rally the fandom against the writers who continue to disrespect and portray the character you love, and relationship you adore in a way that undermines the reasons you love it, and the potential you see in it.

The writers didn’t have to break Kara up with her black love-interest in order to be with a character who didn’t have to be a white slave-owner.

The writers wanted to break Kara up with her black love interest, and they wanted her new white love-interest to own slaves.

They weren’t obligated to make him this way.

Someone chose to give this white man the title of slave-owner, when only 151 years prior to that decision, white people literally owned enslaved black people. That means there are absolutely middle-aged people watching this show whose parents and/or grandparents either were slaves, or owned slaves.

This is not an irrelevant issue, and you cannot argue that the writers didn’t make a harmful, racist choice to include it.

They did that, they chose that, and they will continue to make this same kinds of choices regarding your favorite character if you don’t start getting angry at the writers who keep giving you a shit character to work with.


tl;dr - Mon El didn’t have to be a such terrible person; how are you not angry at the writers who continuously choose to degrade him as a character

what if medusa was a real woman. i mean: what if the woman with snakes in her hair was once a tiny girl with beautiful braids in her black hair.

what if the stories came from her smooth hands. when she was six she could make pottery that looked like flowers blooming in your palms. could carefully create replicas of any plant she saw.

and medusa was smart. ran from home, tucked up her hair so it looked short, made herself into a little boy. besides, they liked pretty boys. medusa at school with top grades, sending her unknowable stares at the other men. because the whole time she’s learning the planes of their faces, the way they look while they’re thinking, the slight twist of their hand that meant they were lying. 

medusa going home to sketch every little figure. comes to school in the morning with her hands caked in pottery clay. medusa learns. scrubs dirt on her face to mimic their planes. tilts her head the right way when she’s thinking. doesn’t twist her hand when she’s lying.

in her back yard, a little garden grows. statues of ceramic boys only three feet tall. at first, she can’t quite get the faces right. men are not the same as plants. there is something weird about the proportions she uses. medusa frowns.

she starts making animals instead for a bit, annoyed and disheartened. she’d always just been naturally good at it, and the fact she couldn’t just make something felt as if she’d lost her gift.

she makes cats and dogs and her neighbor’s birds and keeps going.

the snake wasn’t her favorite. he just wouldn’t leave her alone, so she gave up and let him sleep on her in the cold nights. besides, he was a small garden snake, couldn’t even bite her hard, just wanted a place of warmth. she let him rest on the angles of her shoulders, right near her neck, even if he sometimes forgot and held her too hard. that was okay. when she was little, she forgot too, sometimes, and shattered the slim walls of her pottery. the snake had a lot of growing up to do.

she loved no one. not because she was cold-hearted. just because it wasn’t something she wanted. she was busy with her artwork.

she chose an apprenticeship under a master craftsman. his sculptures made her breath stop. she was careful in the workshop, kept her things simple, kept her mouth shut. he called her stupid often. she would duck her head. sometimes she would make mistakes on purpose. all the while he only made sculptures of men. said there was no beauty in women. often made savage remarks about those they saw in the market.

and all the while, she watched him. she watched him and she went home and sketched. this is how his hands were when he made a vine. this is how they were when shaping a nose.

and her back yard garden would grow. little boys became her master, over and over and over, until she could get his jaw right. ceramic became sculpture.

he was who took her to athena’s temple. who shouted at her about how beautiful the statues were against her own. every week he’d come back and shame her. asked how the women there were smarter than the man she was supposed to be. medusa ducked her head and grit her teeth.

in her back yard, she made them. she made every god and goddess she’d seen in the city. her favorite was athena. she ached over her features. had spent so long in the world of men, was blinded by the beauty of women.

it was a black night. and medusa thought her master had left the temple before her. she loosened all the bindings that kept her from breathing. took her hair out. worshiped in peace. placed on athena’s alter a small and beautiful thing. the goddess, head tilted, thinking.

when he found medusa, what made him angry was not her small frame. it was the statute. a delicate thing. much better than the ones he had ever made.

he took it and snapped it in half. threw it deep in the temple’s well to rot. pulled her by her hair. demanded to know where it had come from.

medusa, angry, tired of hiding, tired of late nights and being a boy and pretending: medusa, athena-mad, spat on him. “I did it,” her voice is strong and full of hatred, “A woman made something better than a man could.”

He meant to kill her. To bash her head into the temple steps, claim it was an accident - or better yet, the spite of a god made flesh.

when he grabs her hair, the goddess bites back. athena, patron of creators, patron of the arts, patron of girls and those who are smart - she turns medusa’s hair into snakes. 

it is a quick little thing, darts out and draws blood, almost falls from her hair as a result. she catches the creature and runs, runs until she feels numb.

and what if - while her master is making up a story about poseidon and athena’s rage, explaining medusa’s back yard full of frozen men as being evidence of her evilness - what if medusa finds friends in blind women. and they teach her how to feel what she is seeing. how to use her hands with her eyes closed to make maps of whatever she holds. she starts with plants again. her snake is big now, and has babies. she moves on to their little wiggling forms, amused when they make tiny rings around her fingers. she does not live in a cave. she dresses as a man again, goes to market, sells her roses and vines and beautiful (simple) things. buys herself and the women a nice house out beyond all the noise of it. fills their garden with frozen men.

when the men come to kill her - because now her name is known, it is whispered, sticks in the throat - they don’t find her. they find a tall man who tells them: look in the mountains. when they don’t come back, it’s no fault of medusa’s. frankly, she thinks they should have brought more supplies than their swords into the deep woods. she’s not cruel. when they leave, she makes a statue of them, as her version of a memorial.

but one man is not like the others. he finds her with her hair down, humming, dancing around a marble stone. her snakes are warming in the sun.

medusa? he asks her. it’s a name she hasn’t heard in a long while.

she is tired of being hunted. she just wants to make art. she waits for the sword point. but he hesitates. looks at her full in her face.

strikes a bargain. if she makes him a head for his shield, he will tell the others that she is good and dead. and he will sell her art to better patrons when he could - although he suggests at least hiding the signature she has with maybe a little less snake-like scrawl - he would make her name known.

but medusa knows men. knows they will chomp down on a horror story faster than that of the artist. she is already permanent. she says: no, here’s what happens.

after many months, he has his shield. she wouldn’t let him leave with the first nine hundred versions, always found something wrong with them. he grows fond of her in this time, agrees to her terms. even he can’t really look at the shield head-on. she has captured a scream, a rage, too much. it is so utterly human and at once not that it makes his skin crawl.

where medusa’s blood drops, serpents sprawl. or at least, that’s the code she uses. when he finds little girls who can make art, he sends them to her. 

medusa does not expect to be known for the school that she starts. she is a women artist in a time of men, and her name is already dead to them. but i know medusa. i know her. she is known for her work.

after all, who can speak about medusa without mentioning how she froze the world?

So lemme get this straight. Clarke has all these reasons for putting people on the list and for leaving them out. Her reasoning for Harper not being on the list is because there’s the SLIGHTEST possibility that she might inherit a genetic illness and wasting resources on her is just too much. That is literally enough to keep someone off. Harper is her friend, and yet it’s not enough. Clarke also picks a young female guard over a male one because logically they’re the ones that will have children and continue their population. These are Clarke’s strict standards and reasoning.

NOW INSERT ARK MAN QUESTIONING BELLAMY BLAKE. Clarke’s thoughts automatically do not go to why he should be on the list! She does not think about how great of a leader he is or how resourceful he would be. BECAUSE THAT’S NOT WHY CLARKE PUT HIM ON THE LIST. She literally thinks she can’t defend herself without sounding “self serving.” WHY?? Because she wrote down Bellamy’s name FOR HER. Not for the others, not so they could survive. Clarke wanted Bellamy to LIVE. She didn’t think about what he could or couldn’t do for their people. She wrote his name down because she knew she NEEDED HIM AND WANTED HIM THERE AND THAT’S THE TEA. 🍵🐸

Teen Dad Two

Teen Dad Two

Peter Parker x Reader

Warnings: none I think lol

A/N: If you want a part 3, let me know. Again, if this does not get much request for part three (which is most likely a last part) then it ends here. I hope you guys like it as much (or even more) than the first one :) I larb you guys lots!

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Teen Dad (PART ONE)


“Did he really just say ’I still have that Stark Internship after all’?” you thought.

Is he saying that being Spider-Man is more important than you two’s future?

Even May was surprised.

“Is that all you care about Peter?”

“It’s my future (Y/n)!”

“And this baby isn’t?!”

May walked up to Peter, I think she was about to slap him, but you stopped her before she could even pass you.

“I just don’t think I could be a dad yet (Y/n). Wh– what are you going to do?”

“What am I going to do?”

He nods. Wow.

You scoff, scratching the back of your head.

“I can’t believe you right now,” you said quietly, looking away from him.

You turn to him slowly.

“I’m going to raise this baby by myself. If you’re not going to help me.”

And with that, you got up and walked away. Stopping by the door, you turn to Aunt May.

“I’ll keep you updated May.”

Then you turn to Peter.

“See you around Pete.”

And with that, you were gone. No pleading for you to stay, no ‘I’m sorry (Y/n), I didn’t mean to. Please don’t go.’ Not even a text, or a call. There might be some tears. Though you didn’t see them, you saw his eyes shining, covered with a thin layer of unshattered tears.

I guess this was it.


It’s been a few weeks since the day you told Peter. Still no word from him.

You were now a month and a half along. Still not showing.

You got new sonogram pictures. You would stop by Peter’s to give them to Aunt May. Peter was never there. Being Spider-Man seems like his only priority.

Winter Break was starting, you finished your last final of the first semester. This was the first time you got through a final without having a ‘study date’ with Peter the week before.

Walking through the hallways of Midtown, you saw Peter for the first time in weeks. He was taking out books from his locker, while talking to Ned.

You sucked it up, holding your head up high, and walking right past him. He didn’t even flinch, continuously talking to Ned.

“Dude, she just walked past you. What are you doing? I haven’t seen you talking in weeks! What is going on?”

“It’s complicated Ned.”

“Seriously, what’s happening between you too?”

Peter looks at him with a stern face, opening his locker wider for him to see.

“Woah, are you serious?”

Inside his locker door was two ultrasounds pictures. The first one you ever got taken and the second one you just took. You gave two to Aunt May, just incase Peter decided to care.

“Is it (Y/n)’s?”

Peter scoffs, giving Ned a shove, “of course it’s hers! Who else would it be?”

Ned holds his hands up, “alright. Geez.”

Peter looks at him silently before slamming his locker close.

“What am I going to do Ned?”

“What do you want to do?”

“I don’t want to lose her, but then again, I’m not ready to be a dad either!”

He sighs, rubbing his face, “I can’t take care of a baby and the world at the same time.”

“The world? That’s what the Avengers are for.”

“Alright, then the city.”

“Which one do you think is more important? Being Spider-Man or being with (Y/n)?”

Peter looks at his best friend, then the ground, “I don’t know Ned. I love being Spider-Man, but I love (Y/n) too. I have no idea what to do.”

He looks back up to him.

“I’m scared.”


When you got home, you ran straight to your room, ignoring your mom’s question.

“How was your day sweetie?”

She says it everyday, and everyday you replied with a sniffle.

You jumped on your bed, crying for the millionth time. You actually saw him today, and he didn’t even notice you. He really doesn’t care does he?

You lay there, for the rest of the day.

“This is how I’m going to be spending the next two weeks aren’t I?” you asked yourself.

“No, no you’re not.”

You turn around to see your mom standing at the door.

“What do you mean I’m not? I’ve been spending the last few weeks like this and I think I’m starting to get used to it.”

She walks towards you, sitting at the foot of your bed.

“You need to stop crying about Peter.”

“Why mom? Why? I can’t help it that it upsets me that a stupid ‘internship’ is more important than our relationship.”

Your mom looks at your face with concern, wiping away the tears that stained your cheeks.

“I promise, everything will be alright.”

You nod.

Because you trusted her words.

Because your mom never broke a promise.


Peter climbed out the window, wearing his suit, swinging across the city.

He stopped at the roof of one building, just comfortably sitting at the edge, eating a churro.

“Hello? Mr. Stark? I just wanted to know if I have any missions to go to this coming week? I just got out of school. I have winter break for two weeks, so I’m free for whenever you need me!”

“Nope! We got everything covered! Enjoy your winter break Spidey, by–”

“Wait! Mr. Stark! What if you have any emergency missions? Call me?”

“Spidey– listen– we have everything under control alright? Just enjoy your break. Spend time with your girlfriend or something. (Y/n) right?”

Peter suddenly felt his heart drop, looking down at the cars and shops below him.

“Yeah, about that–” Peter scratches his head. He can feel a knot beginning to form in his throat.

“Mr. Stark?”

“What is it Peter?”

“I made a huge mistake and I still don’t know what to do about it.”

Peter had tears streaming down his cheeks. He runs his fingers through his messy curls.

“I– I don’t know what to do..”


Peter waited in front of Starbucks, then, a car pulled up to him.

The windows roll down slowly, “Get in.”

Peter nodded, getting into the black car.

“So what happened Pete? What’s got you so down?”

Peter looks up at Tony, “(Y/n)’s pregnant, and I didn’t react the way she wanted me too when she told me and we haven’t talked for weeks.”

Tony scoffs, “that’s it? Why? You didn’t start crying? Or screaming ‘oh my gosh this is amazing!’? Girls always expect so much more, don’t they?”

Peter shook his head ‘no’, “No, it wasn’t like that Mr. Stark.”

“Then what happened?”

Peter inhaled deeply, “I told her that I wasn’t ready to be a dad because I had to be Spider-Man and I can’t do those two at once.”

Tony looks at him with a shocked expression, shaking his head and turning away from him.

“And why would you say that?” he said, after a moment of looking out the window.

Peter shrugged, “I don’t know? Because it’s true?”

“You care about being Spider-Man more than (Y/n)?”

“I– I don’t know?”

“Then why’d you say it?”

“I don’t know! Maybe because being Spider-Man would be better than being a dad.”

Tony shook his head.

“Peter. Do you like not having a dad?”

“No? Why would you say that?”

“Then why are you doing that to your own child? You’re really leaving (Y/n) to be Spider-Man?”

“Well, if you think about it, I’d be saving a lot of lives.”

“And how does that work?”

“Well… if I stay with (Y/n) and raise the baby, I would be taking care of two lives. Her and the baby right? But if I become Spider-Man, I’d be saving millions of lives.”

“But whose lives are more important to you?”

“My family of course.”

“And who are your family?”

“Aunt May and (Y/n).”

“Well so which are you choosing, being Spider-Man, or being a dad?”

“I told you, I don’t know.”

Tony rolls his eyes, this kid is just not getting it.

“Peter, I’m saying this one more time. You said your family’s lives are more important to you, yes?”

“Yeah.”

“If you were out right now, as Spidey, and you’re alone and you spot two crimes while swinging across buildings. One: A bank is getting robbed, the employees are held at gunpoint. Two: (Y/n)’s getting robbed and having a gun to her head. Who would you go to?”

“(Y/n).”

“But more people would die if you don’t stop the bank robbery. If you go to (Y/n), only one life would be saved.”

Peter looked down, and thought about it.

“Do you understand now?”

He nods, before getting out of the car and running off.

Not another word to Tony Stark.

*climbs out of trash can*
I just wanted to say that Matthew Daddario is a fucking blessing this man is so pure and unproblematic and literally has no clue what half of the slang we use means and thinks people who call themselves trash are actually not trash but are lovey and he wants to live on a farm with cows and loves to travel the world but he also loves his job so much and is the captain of the malec ship and will fight anyone who doesn’t think that malec is the best otp he also loves to talk about photosynthesis and how amazing peoples butts are and he never gives proper answers to any questions he’s asked because he thinks that he’s a clever little bean and he also wears green shirts for all the live chats he does because he made it a tradition and he can’t help but talk with his hands even though his friends make fun of him this man is literally 6'3 feet of pure bliss he loves to make people smile and wants everyone to love and support each other I just I mean when will your fav ever

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It is easy to want a guy who will move mountains for you, but what about praying for a guy who believes that God can move those mountains? We live in a society that says “wait for a man who does everything for you,” but maybe we should search for something more, ladies. Maybe we should wait for a man who puts Christ first, seeks His Kingdom first, and because of his love and devotion to our Redeemer he loves us accordingly.

So yes, find a man who holds the door, buys you a meal, and asks how your day was. Find someone who makes you blush, cares for you, and treats you special. However, wait for a man who seeks Christ’s approval above yours. One who follows Christ and not you, the world, or himself. Look for a man who strives to have the same characteristics as Jesus. Look for someone who worships Jesus through his actions.

Wait for that… Don’t settle just because you want to feel wanted. Don’t settle because you may have found a “good guy who puts you first.” Wait for a man who doesn’t put you as his foundation. Wait for a man who is planted on our God, our rock– and together you find each other because both of you made the Lord your foundation. Find a guy who pushes you to notice Christ. Find a guy who pushes you to put Christ first. Find a guy who leads by example, and reminds you that Christ is ultimate the person you should be imitating.

—  Grace Valentine

Ten Depressing Jeffrey Dahmer Quotes:

  1. “I think in some way I wanted it to end, even if it meant my own destruction.”
  2. “I don’t think I’m capable of creating anything.  I think the only thing I’m capable of is destroying … I’m sick and tired of being destructive.  What worth is life if you can’t be helpful to someone?”
  3. “This is the grand finale of a life poorly spent and the end result is just overwhelmingly depressing.  It’s just a sick, pathetic, wretched, miserable life story, that’s all it is.”
  4. “I should have stayed with God.  I tried and I failed, and created a holocaust.”
  5. “I doubt if there’s any good in me.”
  6. “For what I did, I should be dead.” (to police officers arresting him)
  7. “It’s just a nightmare, let’s put it that way.  It’s been a nightmare for a long time, even before I was caught … for years now, obviously my mind has been filled with gruesome, horrible thoughts and ideas … a nightmare.”
  8. “That night in Ohio, that one impulsive night.  Nothing’s been normal since then.  It taints your whole life.  After it happened, I thought that I’d try to live as normally as possible and bury it, but things like that don’t stay buried.  I didn’t think it would, but it does, it taints your whole life.”
  9. “It’s amazing to me that in 31 years, 31 short years, how I could create such hell for myself and everyone around me.  Because I did it.  It’s my doing, my little horrid creation.  You know, I mean, people can say, well, it was family pressures or it was mental disease, but the fact is that I’m the one that did it.  Very self-destructive life.”
  10. “I don’t care if I live or die.  Go ahead and kill me.” (to Christopher Scarver, the man who murdered him in prison)

I WAS BLINDSIDED BY THIS OK? THIS IS UNFAIR I WAS NOT PREPARED FOR THIS

FOR KILLIAN JONES SITTING AT HIS DINING TABLE IN HIS HOUSE THAT HE SHARES WITH HIS FUTURE WIFE AND HER SON WHO IS PRACTICALLY HIS OWN SON AND WAITING FOR HIM 

AND HE IMMEDIATELY STARTS TALKING TO HENRY ABOUT MISSIONS AND SUCH BUT LOL HIS EYES ARE LIKE CHECKING TO SEE IF EMMA ISN’T HERE ALREADY

AND HIM TALKING ABOUT THE WOOKIE PRISONER GAG LIKE HE’S SO CUTE BUT HE’S TRYING TO BE SERIOUS AND LOL THAT TIME ON THE NAUTILUS

WAS A MISHAP MORE THAN A MISSION LOL FUCKING HENRY IS SO FUCKING WONDERFUL OK? AND I CAN HEAR THE EMMA SWAN IN HIM IN THIS 

LOOK AT THEM STANDING IN THEIR HOUSE TOGETHER WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS

AND THIS MOMENT LIKE THE FUCKING WE’VE BEEN THROUGH A LOT TOGETHER HAVEN’T WE?

AND HENRY IS SO FUCKING GREAT AND HE LIKES KILLIAN TOO AND THEY’RE ALL A FAMILY AND I AM EMOTION

BUT OK LOOK MY FAVOURITE PART ABOUT THIS IS THAT KILLIAN IS BEING ALL SERIOUS BECAUSE IT IS TOTALLY A BIG DEAL BUT ALSO BECAUSE HE’S A DORK AND 

WHEN HE SEES THE LOOK ON HENRY’S FACE LIKE OMFG REALLY? BECAUSE HENRY GETS THAT IT’S A BIG DEAL TOO,

THE SMILE ON HIS DAMNED FACE KILLS ME OK? BECAUSE HE FUCKING LOVES THIS KID TOOOOOO

THE. WEDDING. RINGS. KILLIAN JONES AND EMMA SWAN ARE GETTING MARRRRIEDDDDDD AHHHHHH

AND LOL ALL THIS GUARD THIS WITH YOUR LIFE STUFF

YOUR MOTHER WILL KILL YOU WHAT A FUCKING DORKKKK

AND WHEN EMMA SHOWS UP, THE BOTH OF THEM TRYING TO HIDE THINGS IS FUCKING HILARIOUS BECAUSE HENRY JUST STUFFS THE RINGS IN HIS JACKET AND KILLIAN DOESN’T EVEN MEET EMMA’S EYES LOLOL

AND THIS FUCKING FACE BECAUSE SHE’S JUST AMUSED AF LIKE SUUUURE, YOU’RE NOT HIDING ANYTHING BUT ALSO SHE DOESN’T GIVE A FUCK WHAT IT IS BECAUSE IT’S OBVIOUSLY TO DO WITH THE WEDDING WHICH IS TOMORROW AND AHHHHHHH

LOOK. AT. THIS. PERFECTION. THIS FAMILY. IN THEIR HOUSE. WHERE THEY LIVE. FUCK EVERYTHING. *THROWS THINGS*

SEE YOU TOMORRRRROWWWWWW SO LIKE AT SOME POINT KILLIAN TOLD HENRY ABOUT HIS PLANS AND EVERYTHING AND I JUST LOVE THAT THEY TALK OUTSIDE OF EMMA TOO AND IT MAKES ME SO HAPPY THAT HENRY AND KILLIAN HAVE A RELATIONSHIP FUCK ME UP

YOU. LIVE. HERE. SHE SAYS. YOU LIVE HERE. WHERE ARE YOU GOING, MISTER? YOU FUCKING LIVE HERE WITH ME IN OUR HOUSE.

AND KILLIAN’S FACE WHEN HE’S LIKE WELL DUH. OFC I LIVE HERE. THE EASE OF THIS EXCHANGE ALONE KILLED ME FUCKING DEAD. I HAVE NO WORDS FOR HOW MUCH I LOVE THAT THEY’RE JUST SO CASUALLY TALKING ABOUT HOW KILLIAN LIVES HERE WITH EMMA SWAN WHO HE LOVES AND WHO LOVES HIM

LOLOL I LOVE HIS FUCKING FACE AND HIS DUMB SUPERSTITION BELIEVING

AND FROM THE LOOKS OF IT, SO DOES EMMA SWAN. GODDAMN SHE’S SO BEAUTIFUL AND SHE LOVES HIM SO MUCH

A SEAFARING MAN HE SAYS AND I DIE A LOT. FUCK HIM AND HIS VOICE AND HIS WORDS AND HOW MUCH HE LOVES HER

AND HOW SHE LOOKS AT HIM

BECAUSE THEY DON’T NEED ANOTHER STITCH OF BAD LUCK AND I AM CRYING RN BECAUSE LOOK AT HOW SHE LOOKS AT HIM BECAUSE IT’S SO FUCKING AFFECTIONATE, IT HURTS ME IN MY HEART PLACE

AND THEN, THEN, THE MOMENT THAT HAS GOT ME LYING PRONE ON MY FLOOR RN, AFTER TOMORROW, THERE’LL BE NO GETTING RID OF ME. 

AND THE WAY SHE’S LIKE PROMISE? IS SO ADORABLE AND LIKE SHE’S TEASING HIM AND BUT ALSO SHE MEANS IT AND HAVE YOU EVER SEEN EMMA SWAN BE THIS ADORABLE BEFORE? SHE FUCKING LOVES HIM AND TRUSTS HIM AND IS VULNERABLE WITH HIM FUCK ME UP

AND THIS BUTT AND HIS AYES AND THE PROMISES IN HIS SMILE AND THE SINCERITY IN HIS EYES 

WHY ARE YOU TWO LIKE THIS?! WHY WHY WHY DO YOU DO THIS TO ME YOU DUMDUMS

AND FUCKING WHO LOOKS AT A PERSON LIKE THIS AFTER THEY KISS THEM? WHO DARES TO LOOK THIS CUTE AND HAPPY AND EXCITED AND WHOOOO

GUYS GUYS, *whispers* i think she loves him

I MEAN LOOK AT THIS DORK

GUYS I THINK SHE LOVES HIM. I THINK SHE WANTS TO MARRY HIM. I THINK SHE WANTS TO KISS HIM A LOT AND ALL THE TIME.

THEY’RE GONNA GET MARRRIEDDDD AND LIKE FUCK ME IF I AM ANY SORT OF GRACEFUL OR EVEN BARELY HUMAN ABOUT THAT SITUATION WHEN ARRIVES BECAUSE LOOK AT ME RN I AM A FULL ON MESS WTF

HELPP

How can someone make Naruto bitch about Tsunade for “not doing her job properly”, she took this ruined ass village and rebuild it,was the head of the hospital and saved many people lives while she was training Sakura.

You remove a woman that did so much,from the hokage title and you put Kakashi? Why? Because Obito told so? And he does nothing? He’s just warming the seat that Naruto will sit on next?

Like how much do you hate women,Kishimoto?

Learning Curve

Summary: Stiles likes being Cora’s roommate, but he’s pretty sure her brother is hitting on him.

Notes: Inspired by this post. I’m not really into the sugar daddy thing, so I went a different direction with this. (On AO3)


Stiles is sitting at a picnic table in the shade, trying to get some studying done, when he hears someone calling his name. He looks up just in time to see Scott grin and say, “Hey, man!” as he sits down across from him.

Stiles smiles and shuts his book, eager for the chance to take a break.

“So, how’s it going?” Scott asks, leaning his arms on the table like he’s ready to settle in. “I know you were sad about having to move in with someone new, after I started living with Allison. So what’s it like, being roommates with Cora?”

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When They Realized They Loved You

Bucky: He was at one of his weakest moments, having just woken up from a nightmare with an earth shattering yell. Within moments you were there in his doorway, asking if you could come in. Keep in mind, the two of you had just become acquaintances since he moved into the Avengers Compound. So you were cautious as you approached, Bucky’s chest was still heaving up and down and glittering with sweat. Despite his horrid appearance, you still kneeled down next to his bed and put your face close to his. You put your hands on both of his cheeks, brushing away the tears as well. After having a few moments of just reminding him of where he was, and who he really was, the shaking subsided and he finally looked into your eyes. Bucky knew in that moment that he found his true love.

Steve: Everyone treated him like he was some kind of lab rat that needed to be handled with extreme caution, or else he would shatter like a vase. But then you came along, fresh out of agent training and ready to take on the world. Tony lassoed your raw talent and energy, and brought you along an Avengers mission as soon as he possibly could. Once the team hit the ground in Russia, everyone realized how severely outnumbered you all were. Instead of wasting a second, you assumed second in command and got everyone out of their trances and into the battle. This included giving a pep talk to Steve that made him realize how much he could really get done on these missions. Just having you stand there, and whip him into shape was enough to really see that you knew what he was truly capable of as Steve, and not just “Captain America”. Steve understood then that you were the one for him, forever and always.

Natasha: There was nothing worse than the new cocky agents, and of course Tony managed to always assign them to Natasha. The two of you were quite the dynamic duo when it came to agent training, everyone knew that when Nat was near; you were too. So the idiot agent who tried to talk shit about Natasha’s past while doing exercises in the corner should’ve known you were near, since she was on the other side of the gym. But he continued to talk until you quickly silenced him by flipping him over and pinning him to the ground with your foot on his throat. After a few threats that could’ve gotten you arrested anywhere in the world, Natasha was behind you softly laughing and grabbing your elbow to pull you off the kid. Later that night when you finally told her what really happened, it was like she dropped the facade of being apathetic and kissed you like there was no tomorrow. No one had ever defended her like that, and Natasha felt in her heart that she had finally found her true love.

Sam: Having a good spotify playlist going on the speakers was a must in Sam’s house, and you were there to enjoy it all the time. Good thing you and Sam shared music taste, so you spent most of your time dancing around while doing little domestic things around the house. One particular Tuesday night, Sam had been on a mission so you knew you were good to put on your music while you cooked. No pants, hair down, singing at the top of your lungs was the picture that Sam walked in on. For a moment, he fell silent, in awe at your raw beauty in those few fleeting moments in front of him. As you turned around, you met eyes with Sam. All his mind was on was kissing you, and he put his plan into action. The amount of love he had for you had finally dawned on him and he was ready to accept it in his heart.

Clint: Being an avenger warrants a lot of bodily damage, so he always shows up on your doorstep late at night in hopes of you being awake. Patching him up became a regular thing when you met him from being an agent on one of their missions, but this time he seemed to be at his worst. Clint had not one, not two, but three bullet wounds in his stomach. It was a miracle he didn’t bleed out on the walk over to your apartment. As you were going to work on him, you realized how quiet he had been which made your heart sink. But lo and behold, he was only taking in your figure hovering over him, stabilizing his wounds. There was a faint smile on his face that matched well with his hooded eyelids. Even through the weariness of blood loss, he began to face this realization: he loved you. Clint loved you for everything you did for him, and for the person you are.

Bruce: After dating for over a year, you had grown accustomed to his frequent nightmares. Bruce would indeed freak out during these nightmares, but not enough to Hulk Out. However, one odd Wednesday, his nightmares were more aggressive than usual. He tossed and turned, which obviously caused you to awake to the situation at hand. You knew that he was going to need the usual calm down, but what you weren’t expecting was the agonizing scream that accompanied his restlessness. Any other person would have been terrified to be in the same room as him, let alone the same bed. But you calmly put one hand on his shoulder, and stroked his cheek with the other, effectively calming him down. He glanced over at you and sees the most loving look, no fear in sight. You just looked back at him like he was the only thing in the world that you needed, and realized he was absolutely madly in love with you.

Tony: Being Iron Man was dangerous, it was no secret to you or Tony. But that sure as hell didn’t stop him from flying around in his metal casket of a suit. He never felt that the suit itself was dangerous, until one afternoon when it suddenly malfunctioned in mid air. Tony could feel it shutting down, but he already knew what was going to happen the moment it buckled in the air. He knew exactly how far the drop was from the sky to the ground, and he knew how little time it would take for him to get there. The reality set in that when he hit that ground, he wasn’t getting back up. But the only thing he was worried about was leaving you alone, because he was so utterly in love with you. Luckily, in a spur of understated good fortune, the suit powered back up, before he started picking up speed in his descent. It only later dawned on him about what he had thought of in those terrifying moments, and he decided that night he was going to tell you how he really felt.

Peter: Since you were best friends with one another, you and Peter had made a pact to never keep any secrets from each other. You had both agreed that this pact would stand firm for the rest of your lives. So with the pact came the spider man secret, which was way more than you could bring to the table. Good thing, because you’re not sure how else you would have gotten out of almost being mugged by some punk in an alleyway walking home to your apartment building one fateful evening. Peter always made sure to keep an eye on you while he was out doing whatever a man with spider reflexes does. He swung from a nearby building as soon as he saw you disappear from the sidewalk. Peter was so fast in looping an arm around your waist, whisking you away from your attacker. After dropping you off right in front of your building, his arms wrapped around you in a bear hug. Peter teared up a little bit, being hit with the fact that he could lose you within the blink of an eye. It hit him then, that he loved you with every bone in his body.

Pietro: Nothing stopped Pietro from constantly zooming around to do literally everything. Brushing his teeth took a maximum of ten seconds. He scarfed food down without so much as an inhale of breath, and he even fast forwarded TV programs to watch them. But when you came around and stepped into his life, Pietro never wanted to be in fast forward again. He wanted to spend as much time as he could with you, even though that meant slowing himself down indefinitely. Pietro was one hundred percent willing to slow down so you could keep up in doing everyday things, like brushing your teeth, and eating food, and watching TV. Everything in life he wanted to last as long as possible, and it then he realized he was madly in love with you.

Scott: Being the worry wart he is, he never really went on dates in fear of them finding out about his criminal past. Until you came along. The two of you had met through a mutual friend, and had immediately taken a liking to each other. So you went on a date, which turned into two, then a bunch more, finally becoming a couple. Everything that could have possibly been shared between the two of you was out in the open for one another, including stuff about the past. Scott didn’t really want to bring it into play, because based on past judgements, dates didn’t find felonies appealing. But you were different. You weren’t sure if it was attractive or just didn’t matter, but you didn’t mind them. This shocked him, right into realizing how amazing you were. He took that as a sign that you would forgive him of his shortcomings, flaws, and mistakes and love him anyway. Which was true, and only made him fall deeply in love with you.

Loki: Contrary to popular belief, Loki was very pleasant to be around. Nobody gave him enough of a chance to realize this, though. Except you. You had grown up with him and Thor on Asgard, and nothing had changed about either of them. Thor was still loud and full of joy, and Loki was still reserved and snarky. That wouldn’t ever change. You knew him to be very mild, and was drawn to that about him, which is why you were always around him and not Thor. You had never left his side, and he knew that you never would. It wasn’t commendable, considering everything he had done on Earth. But nevertheless, you were there with him. Loki found a shred of happiness in that, and he held it sacred to his heart. Nothing else in his life made him nearly as happy as you did. He couldn’t tell if it was love, and you would never tell him that it was, so the both of you never brought it up. As time passed, he realized that he was in fact, in love with you. When he finally made the first move, you gladly accepted him with open arms and a loving kiss.

RANT + SPOILERS 3/2/17 PT 1

LOOK….

so im pretty fucking stressed because supernatural is my reason for living. It’s pretty much the only thing that has kept me going. Using my SPN blog and getting messages from you guys is changing my life. So it seems that with tonight’s episode of Sam wanting in on “The Man of Letters” and how Mary wants to kill all monsters off the face of the Earth. Sam thinking hey-we killed the main vamp so this will probably work. M 0 0 S E. 

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if it does work Sam and Dean won’t be doing much anymore-will the show end?! THIS IS ALL MARY’S FAULT AND I KNOW IM OBLIGATED TO LIKE HER AN’ ALL BUT CAN SHE NOT. LIKE SHES LITERALLY CAUSING ALL THE PROBLEMS. “I want you to have a future” 

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CHOSE this. 

DEAN chose to do this.

They can literally stop if they want no one is stopping them but themselves like you can let people die…

Imagine this

HIV/AIDS is bad-can be fatal right? 

Just like monsters can kill

you can manage HIV/AIDS 

you can manage monsters

It’s nearly impossible to have a cure to HIV/AIDs because it spreads so fast all over the world. 

The monsters are not only in America. They reproduce-this whole idea Mary has just doesn’t seem realistic. Do they even know what they want to do after hunting? Probably not. I’m not sure if this rant even made any sense but I tried my best.

SYNOPSIS: Mary is basically destroying the family

Watching Matt’s new live chat just furthered my reasoning behind why I’m so in love with this man. I usually like actors for a little while then I just kind of… move on? It’s different with Matthew Daddario and that’s simply because he’s honestly unlike anyone I’ve ever seen. He loves spreading positive energy no matter what. He hates when people are being aggressive towards each other. If you don’t have time for love, Matt wants nothing to do with your negativity. It’s not an act too, this man genuinely cares about everyone and you can tell by how humbled he is. He could talk for hours expressing why he want’s everyone to love each other and he phrases it just right. You can literally tell how passionate he is about it just by how he randomly brings it up 24/7. 

He’s also incredibly intelligent and immensely sarcastic. He jokes with us all the time. He’s literally an 80 year old man stuck in a 29 year old mans body. He’s too caught up with his knowledge than he is modern day culture and that’s why he’s so clueless with popular things. It’s so gosh darn adorable.

He’s got this face. The face that shows when he’s genuinely thinking something through. He tends to pause, but then he uses large words as fillers to hope that we get distracted for what he’s trying to get to. Don’t act like you don’t know what I’m talking about, because you know that face.

His laugh and his smile. Honestly man, what the actual hell. His genes are so iconic. Speaking of his genes let’s just talk about him in general because that man is so beautiful it hurts.

He loves when people compliment his work with Malec. You can tell how proud he is that he’s doing something that means so much to many. He’s very, very passionate about being apart of this gay relationship. He loves talking about it and going in depth about what their relationship means and I just think it’s so wonderful for the fans. He’s doing the LGBTQ + community justice.

My favorite thing about him though, is his love and respect for us. Yeah, I already mentioned his love for love, but I’m talking about how he portrays it onto us. This man loves interacting with us as many times as possible. He always live tweets despite being caught up in shooting, he live chat’s as much as possible, he answers our questions with genuine respect, he constantly brings up how badly he wants to see us when he does live chat’s because he wants to see our faces, and during panels and such (specifically the Beyond/Shadowhunters one) he physically interacts with us without hesitation if asked (like hugging, pictures, etc.). He cares about us so much and he always acknowledges us. Always. 

There’s just different factors about this guy that make him such a wonderful, unique, talented, beautiful human being. I wish I could have the honor of meeting him, because he’s like no one else. He’s too much for us, how did we deserve him? How did we get so lucky? He’s such a blessing.

nymphadora tonks has known alastor moody for exactly four days before she begins to address him by one of two names and two names only

1) mad-eye 

  • the first time she calls him this, it’s at the end of the day and she shouts it as he’s clunking away
  • see you tomorrow, mad-eye, we’ll all try not to lose a buttock in the meantime
  • all the other auror cadets freeze because they think they’re maybe about to watch one of their fellow trainees be murdered by the most legendary auror any of them are ever going to meet
  • they’re absolutely sure of it when moody stops walking and they know he’s looking at them through the back of his head with his magical eye so they’re all trying very hard not to make any sudden movements or loud noises so they don’t draw any attention to themselves
  • except for tonks, who is fucking waving with the world’s largest shit-eating grin on her face
  • and then moody starts walking again, shouting back constant vigilance!

2) the man the myth the legend, auror mister alastor q. moody, sir, the constantly vigilant

  • she has no idea what moody’s actual middle name is, and she’s not sure there’s a living person who does
  • so she just picks a new middle initial every time, whatever strikes her fancy at the moment
  • she’s particularly fond of u, because every time someone new hears her say it and asks what his middle name is she tells them it’s unicorn.
  • alastor unicorn moody?
  • it’s a very old family name, you know how purebloods can get with their names.
  • sometimes when she does this, moody breaks out her full name, all nine syllables and twenty-four letters, in revenge
  • in revenge for that, tonks will get kingsley to do it, which he does in that calm, deep voice of his that sounds a bit like it’s chipping something into stone
  • moody deeply regrets taking either of them on as his proteges
  • (he does not actually regret it, even a little bit, not even when they tell the new recruits about it and he has to scare the life out the first one to dare uttering the words the man the myth the legend within a kilometer of him. that’s actually sort of fun.)

The fact that winn says ‘I am very excited to meet alex’s new mystery man’ means alex definitely mentioned this to the gang earlier which shows she’s probably been waiting to introduce maggie for a while now and was waiting for the right time. Also I am actually really happy the writers made winn and james say male pronouns 'what does HE do for a living’ because it completely shows how heteronormative people can be without even knowing and it’s almost quite smug when maggie walks up to them all 'surprise bitch’ looking.

Losing friends..

Friend: Hey! Wanna hang out today?
Me: Can’t, Hubby said no.
Friend: What do you mean? You’re an adult, aren’t you?
Me: Yes, I am. But His house, His rules.
Friend: That’s ridiculous. Its your house too.
Me: It may be my home, but it’s His house.
Friend: That doesn’t make sense. That’s stupid.
Me: How is that stupid?
Friend: You shouldn’t let him control you.
Me: You shouldn’t tell me how to live my life.
Friend: I’m not, He is.
Me: That’s right, because I married him.
Friend: That doesn’t make sense!
Me: Why are we still friends?
Friend: Wow. You’ve changed so much.
Me: Thank you.

Being a submissive wife means that sometimes, your feminist friends just won’t get it, and you’ll end up losing them because of it. If you don’t understand my way of life, that’s okay. Just don’t insult it or call it stupid. I don’t call you stupid for wanting to be like a man and have equal rights to a man. You’re a woman. You shouldn’t do the same things as a man. Its not natural. But I don’t insult you because that’s how you want to live your life.

I enjoy structure. And rules. And discipline when I’m bad or out of line. It keeps my head on straight. It keeps me accountable for my actions. It makes me happy to know that my Husband sets rules, not just because He can, but because He knows what is best for me. Sometimes I give too much to too many people far too often. And I don’t know when to give myself a break. He does. He sees me struggling. He sees when I’m running on empty. And so He sets rules, like No friends today. Because He knows I need to recharge.

My Husband knows me better than anyone, better than I know myself. I trust His judgment far more than I trust my own. He adores me and only wants what is best for me in life. And I appreciate that more than I can explain. I am happy. The happiest I’ve ever been in my entire life. Don’t try to bring me down because you live your life differently than I live mine.

And don’t call my Husbands rules stupid.

thatgothamguy  asked:

Tim Drake is the trouble child, comes from a bad home (not as bad as Jason). Poor guy got "stuck" between Jason and Damian during his Robin tenure. But, as you and others have said, there is a right way and wrong way to show how those three can be aggressive and violent against each other. They do it, not for attention, but to cement that they are the only Robin worthy of holding that title. So they go after the Robins before them (only the guy Robins, though). Or, that's my take away of it

Also, in your opinion, whose more violent/aggressive when it comes to taking on villains, Damian or Jason?
And hope my weigh in on the Jason/Tim/Damian violence issue didn’t offend or upset you

Well, first off, it doesn’t offend me at all. I actually put a lot of thought into these situations and especially these three’s relationships. My only issues with discussing it is that people tend to take my posts down rabbit holes that I’m not exactly thrilled about. Either the Blame Game or the Problematic Police and that’s when I tend to get eye rolly.

My general issue with the Jason-Tim-Damian aggression as it plays out in both the comics and in fandom is that there’s this like…. “Victimization Olympics” that has come into play over the years. Like you can’t sympathize more with any one of their histories or abuses without lessening the others even though they all come from very different forms of bad backgrounds.

Jason being a victim of economic strife and poverty which led to him losing his adopted mother to preventable healthcare neglect (either cancer treatment they couldn’t afford or drug abuse that she wasn’t helped with depending on the canon), and a father who died from taking a job that was criminal, yes, but ultimately low level and most likely taken out of desperation more than anything else (why else would you work for someone as likely to kill his hired help as Two-Face). Then growing up for at least a while on the streets, having to drop out of school during that time to avoid social services. These are hardships that are vital to Jason’s character, deserve sympathy and examination. And they’re completely separate from Tim and Damian’s own situations. Jason’s trauma comes from being left to slip through the cracks, and his distrust and perception that the system itself is broken only becoming more reinforced as he learns that for some people, justice isn’t allowed to prevail due to economic and class influence far above anything he would have ever been allowed to have growing up.

[Batman (1940-2011) #424]

Tim’s own neglect and canon familial problems receive a lot less sympathy in fandom, generally, because he is very well off economically. I think that makes his type of severe neglect a lot more unrelatable to people, which is unfair because as I’ve talked about on the blog before, this is a form of emotional abuse that I’ve seen play out in real life many times. And by the time his mother dies and his father is literally forced to be a part of his life due to medical issues, Tim still feels the burden of that emotional neglect and something else grows from that new situation. Jack Drake post-death has been kinda sainctified in Tim’s reflections, but this is a man who while never physically harming Tim, would flip out and break Tim’s things, like ripping a television out of the wall in Tim’s room when he’s mad at Tim. Never his own things or his second wife’s things (who he married barely a year after Tim’s mother died by the by), but always Tim’s things. And if you know anything about emotional violence and abuse, that’s like. Classic. Not to mention, when Jack learns that Tim is Robin and deduces that Bruce is Batman, this is a man whose first instinct is to race to Wayne Manor with a gun and threaten Bruce. Which somehow ends with both of them “comically” yelling at Tim for trying to speak up for himself. Tim being a victim of this situation isn’t really interchangable with physical abuse from his mother (which fandom does because that’s an “easier” and more “classically portrayed” type of abuse – also  funny how easy it is to blame Janet, who was never allowed to have her own character, when it’s Jack who lived and had all these Danger Signs). It’s its own, very specific form of neglect and abuse that caused a lot of the characteristics I personally see as vital to Tim (his inability to confront authority figures, his withdrawn nature in his Robin persona, his willingness to allow grades and school life slip until he literally drops out of high school by the time we get to Red Robin

[Robin (1993-2009) #125 – I always have to back up stuff with Jack and Tim or else people act like I’m making it up – idk why]

And then there’s Damian, whose abuse came in the form of being raised to not have a childhood, being trained like an adult from a young age. And while Tomasi and Gleason have been retconning what they can over the last few years, there is no doubt that the absence of a normal childhood is going to continue to give him deep emotional scars and trust issues for the rest of his life. Part of why my personal reading of Damian emphasizes just how important his relationship to Dick was and that slow burn of their trust and sort of foster-relationship was in Batman & Robin (2009-2011) is because that was the first time in Damian’s life he was allowed to feel security and it shows very much throughout. Especially when he and Dick have this little conversation: 

[Batman & Robin (2009-2011) #10]

And this gets into what fandom goes into and what I refer to as the “Victim Olympics” – like we have to add up points here and reward someone’s fav for having the worst childhood leading up to his Robinhood or something. Which got played up in canon by having these three hate each other the way they did. 

It makes sense for Jason to see Tim as a kid of privilege trying to replace him because he had “none of the baggage” that Jason had. It makes sense for Tim to find Damian’s entitlement and sense of “biological right” over him and the others and find his attitude abhorrent to everything he’s experienced and how grateful he is toward Bruce and the family. It makes sense for Damian to look at the other children, who he has been told are “lesser” because of their lack of blood relations (and blood inheritance is of course everything to Damian’s treatment and raising with the al Ghuls) being loved unconditionally the way they are by the father he can’t seem to please. 

But few (maybe no) canon writers seem to see the levels of these relationships and treat their default Robin as the “true” point of view. And so that just encourages fandom’s natural inclination to do the same. Somehow everyone’s at fault except for your fav and their pain and abuse or neglect or circumstances don’t matter a tenth as much as yours. 

And that rubs me such the wrong way I can’t stand it. Because I think all of these stories are important and need to be told. They’re some of the most real examinations of the way different forms of trauma can be felt by a wide swarth of people, and how they build into those characters so deeply. 

Part of why Tim Drake of the New52, and Rebirth for that matter, doesn’t read well to me is because he’s had that neglect and abandonment completely erased from his history. It’s hard to explain how his asocial tendencies developed in a supportive environment so unlike the one we saw him grow from organically in the previous continuity. And part of that is probably because so few writers – even those who wrote those circumstances to begin with – seem to recognize that those were abusive signals. It was just accidental “oh kids I know who have these behaviors tend to have uninvolved parents. What a weird coincidence”. 

And unfortunately that’s led to the mess that I keep referring to in fandom.

As for your question about who is more violent with criminals between Jason and Damian, that would be Jason. I mean… they’ve both killed but… yeah Jason. He put heads in a dufflebag. 

Wait but Damian put a grenade in a head and threw it at Tim, didn’t he.

Fuck they’re both bad when written by certain people. Okay you’ve got me. It’s a tossup. 

anonymous asked:

does naruto trust saske? or does saske trust naruto? nah man, you all live on lies... 😂 I'm glad that hinata is married to nardo, she never underestimated him nh4ever

Are not you tired yet? How annoying you are.
I do not like to talk about what I do not like because I do not want to waste my time on insignificant things. But okay, you looked for it.

All I need is just manga scenes, no more.

I’m glad that hinata is married to nardo, she never underestimated him nh4ever 

Sure. (Read what Naruto says and what Sakura says)


Just look at her. 

Is that trusting Naruto? “Nah”. She definitely does not know him at all, she needs someone to tell her what to do. 

does naruto trust saske? or does saske trust naruto? nah man, you all live on lies…

I’m sorry, but… 




Do you notice the difference? Practically both understand each other in their own way, It is a balance of both. :)

Mistrust has always made Hinata hurt:

  • An example is when Hinata jumped towards Pain without hesitation because she swore that Naruto was going to die. What happened later? Hinata is the one who almost died.
  • Another example is in BTM, Hinata jumped towards Momoshiki without hesitation because she thought that Naruto was going to die again, and what happened later? She was injured and Sakura had to attend to her.

I always thought that Naruto needs someone of his level, someone he can fight with, someone who understands him… And that person is Sasuke, it will always be Sasuke for me.

His soulmate, one and only, fire, yin…

I definitely love the trust that Naruto and Sasuke have in their bond. Something that Hinata will never have with Naruto.

Now I ask you… 

Who is the one who lives by lies?

My Top 5 Fairy Tail Ships

Friendly Reminder: Just to avoid confusion, this list is from least to greatest, which means it will start from 5 and end in 1. 

So as proof that I will honestly do what I said in my previous post, here are my Top 5 Fairy Tail Ships:


5) Zeref Dragneel x Mavis Vermilion (Zervis)

I have been shipping this ship ever since it’s crack ship days and I was so elated when Mashima made it a real thing. I really love the fact that it was because of the two of them, that Fairy Tail was formed. Although this ship is heavy on angst, it does have it’s cute and fluffy moments. It’s truly a classic black and white/good and evil ship with great dynamics. I’m also glad that Mashima gave them a happy ending where the two of them can be together, even though they died, but hey that’s what they wanted right? The only reason why this ship is in the bottom of my Top 5 list is because there is a major plot hole on how they had August. 


4) Gajeel Redfox x Levy McGarden (Gajevy)

This ship is the ship that nobody can argue with in Fairy Tail. This ship has a healthy development not only for Gajeel and Levy as a couple, but also on the both of them individually. This ship also has a good share of it’s fluffy, angsty, and even smutty moments, but the moment that really got me shipping them was their moment in the Battle of Fairy Tail Arc where Gajeel was really awe struck on Levy trying her best to make Freed’s runes disappear. This ship’s relationship was even further expanded on Fairy Tail’s spin-off: Fairy Tail Gaiden - Road Knight, which I recommend every Gajevy fan to read. AND HAVE YOU SEEN THEIR ADORABLE FUTURE TWINS?!!! Now as for the reason why this ship is a bit lower in my list, it is because they are pretty much already confirmed canon, so I highly doubt that they’ll get anymore major moments aside from a wedding scene of course. ;) 


3) Gray Fullbuster x Juvia Lockser (Gruvia)

Ah this ship took a lot of time for me to accept and see it’s true value, but once I saw it, I really couldn’t help but love this ship. At first, it might seem as though Juvia is just a pesky stalker of Gray, but as the series progressed you’ll see that she does truly love him. Gray is just a big effing tsundere, but he does truly value Juvia from the bottom of his heart. I love how they stayed together after Fairy Tail disbanded and even trained and lived together for six months. Their bond has really grown ever since the Phantom Lord Arc. This ship was even highlighted in Fairy Tail’s other spin-off: Tale of Fairy Ice Trail - Koori no Kiseki which any Gruvia fan should give a try. The reason why this ship ranked third place for me is because I find Juvia’s imagination too intense, but still cute. (BUT SERIOUSLY GIRL SLOW DOWN!!! NOBODY’S GONNA STEAL YOUR MAN!) ;)


2) Jellal Fernandez x Erza Scarlet (Jerza)

Okay I know that this ship has the least interaction between all of the ships that will be mentioned in this post, but that is just because someone, yes I’m looking at you Jellal, is too bent on their repentance journey or whatever. Aside from that, when they do have a moment, it’s big and meaningful which is really impacts both Jellal and Erza’s characters. I’m also so in love with the fact that Jellal gave Erza her last name during their childhood and she kept it all these years. To be honest, Erza’s the most memorable character in Fairy Tail to me because of her last name so props to you Jellal! This ship has a special place in my heart because it’s the ship that got me watching, reading, and dedicating my life to Fairy Tail. The only reason why it’s only second to the first ship is because, as I said before, they lack moments.


1) Natsu Dragneel x Lucy Heartfilia (Nalu)

I. EFFING. LOVE. THIS. SHIP. To be honest, my feelings for this ship needs a separate post, but I’ll save that for another time. Seriously, I can’t even remember what my life was before this ship. Let’s just say that Mashima really gave it his all in developing this ship from friends to best friends and to maybe even more. To be honest, Mashima just loves to spoil the NaLu fandom so much. From fluff to angst and even mild smut, you name it, Mashima has got this ship covered. My favorite moment was when Natsu caught Lucy from falling in the Phantom Lord Arc and when he reassured her after that she is Lucy of Fairy Tail, that Fairy Tail is her home. Although what really got me shipping these two is the amount of trust and faith they have in each other. In all honesty, I’m not a fan of love at first sight and I do not also believe that they just fell in love with each other at the beginning of the series, but I do believe that they trusted each other so much that their trust eventually grew to love. Natsu and Lucy’s relationship wasn’t just pulled out of nowhere, it took time to grow and that’s realistically beautiful. Sure, they are not a perfect couple, they fight and misunderstand each other from time to time, but that’s okay because love isn’t perfect. Love is real. It has it’s ups and downs, but it still persists and this ship is a very excellent example of that. That is why I’ll actually be surprised if Natsu and Lucy don’t end up together by the end of the series.