because it's kind of hilarious

anonymous asked:

So that veil ask got me thinking and hc that the Sharingan needs perfectly clear eye contact to work so it's literally useless if the victim is squinting so their eyelashes obscure their vision, wearing glasses/contacts etc because if you're gonna have super powerful godlike powers it needs an easy human-capable counter ok (also the more evolved it gets the clearer the contact needs to be so like eternal mangekyo can literally be foiled by rain) not canon compliant but I like it

I like it too! And its also kind of hilarious, because as someone who is pretty much blind without their glasses, the Sharingan being defeated by the poor eyesight of an opponent would be just. SO amusing.

“Damn it, why aren’t you scREAMING IN TERROR RIGHT NOW I’VE MADE EYE CONTACT FOR TIMES ALREADY.”

“Sorry dude I dropped my contacts down the sink this morning and I can’t see my own hand clearly, let alone your magic eye jutsu.”

anonymous asked:

what if it's like... butternut squash...

Technically also a fruit and therefore another solid and amusing choice. 

Okay but seriously the implication is probably just that she smells “sweet” but not in the way unnatural things (pastries, candy) or plants (honeysuckle) do. That leaves fruit, which often has a sweet scent naturally. And while it could be that Nanaba smells like a particular fruit, I rather like the idea that the way she smells isn’t something that Mike can pinpoint precisely, not because his nose isn’t good enough (because it clearly is), but because his experience is limited in the canon (climate limitations, growing seasons, most fruits are difficult to grow and sweet things are expensive in a world like SnK). (I can dig that she actually doesn’t smell like any certain fruit but because she has a smell that Mike finds naturally sweet, he can only think to describe it as being fruity.)

(Fans like to blame it on shampoo/perfume/body wash, but 1.) I doubt most of these people can afford stuff like that in the canon, and 2.) Mr. Sensitive Nose would hate perfume; it’d probably make him dizzy. Besides, isn’t it much cooler to just think of Nanaba having a slightly sweeter natural smell (reminiscent of an actual fruit the characters recognize or not)? Maybe I’m the weirdo here. Yikes!)

summer-glade  asked:

Following from that Bob's Burgers post, have you ever watched Archer and if so, what's your opinion on it. In an odd sense, I find it like one of those comfort shows, something that's good to watch every now and then and you feel like of relaxed when watching it, which is strange considering I like maybe 3-4 of the main characters and the rest I wish would just die in a horrible Scott Tennerman's parents-style way

I enjoy Archer quite a bit, but it’s not in my lineup of shows that I tune into regularly, haha.  Like, I’ve been around people who put it on as background noise while they work, or for stay-in date nights, and I’ve always found it pretty funny.  The writing is sharp and the delivery is really funny.  And I like the characters just fine, but I don’t care about them an awful lot.  Which isn’t a bad thing, not every show sets out to make you care about characters or whatever and I still enjoy plenty of shows like that.  I’m just not super compelled to keep up with it. I guess I’m kind of in the same boat with you… it’s nice to watch every so often!  I enjoy it when I do.

Inevitabilities (rvb fic; lolix)

Summary: Locus dies on Chorus–at least until Felix takes the memory matrix his partner left him and plugs it into his ship.

ao3

disclaimer: i don’t own these trashcan mercenaries or the red vs blue storyline
warnings: major character death, angsty mercs, suicidal behavior, slight AU, hand injuries, (gonna be major AU come monday…), uh mentions of self-starvation?


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Fic where everybody comes back from a long and arduous mission only to find insurance-Bucky in the middle of the common room, two young people they’ve never seen before on either side of him.

Bucky looks up, scowls. He points at the dark-haired kid to his right. “Blaine,” he says. Blaine waves, and turns another page in his insurance law textbook. The kid – who, on reflection, is probably about as old as Bucky was when he made sergeant – is Becca’s grandson. He has neatly styled hair and wears a tie. Respects his elders. Steve should spend time with this kid. This kid is clearly a good influence.

Bucky then jerks his head to the left. “Britt,” he says. She’s a blonde girl. Nice. Quiet. She’s putting cat magnets on his murder arm.

The Avengers back out of the room and close the door behind them.

I just realized that this would totally happen.


Bog and Marianne’s Kid: Look mommy look daddy! I drew a picture!

Marianne: Really honey?

Bog: Let’s see it, sweetheart!

Kid: [holds up painting of purple butterfly, intricate, gorgeous, beautiful, lovely in all its colors, a moon shimmering down in the background casting light down on the angelic figure below] Look! It’s mommy!

Marianne: [blushing] Oh, sweetie, that’s beautiful! 

Bog: Ye captured her perfectly. [winding fingers with his wife] Stunning as always.

Marianne: Stop it, you.

Bog: [looking at her with pure adoration] Never.

Kid: I also made a sculpture of daddy!

Bog: [perking up] Really!

Kid: Uh huh! Look!

Kid: [proceeds to hold up a moldy pinecone on a stick] Look! It’s daddy!

Marianne: [falls over laughing]

Bog: MARIANNE STAHP LAUGHING!

Marianne: [dead]

I have been watching Grey’s Anatomy all evening and now I switched to writing and I don’t know about anyone else, but I tend to visualize scenes as I’m writing them. Right now, Lexa is washing dishes in a surgical mask and scrubs. Remind me to never write immediately after my gf talks me into watching Grey’s with her (via skype) for the entire first half of her flight…

anonymous asked:

how many of the prompt have you written? and are you still writing them?

TOO MANY, that’s how many. I have another seven in my inbox.

“Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?”

“Have I entered an alternate universe or (…)” (Ziall)

“You fainted… straight into my arms. (…)”

“You heard me. Take. It. Off.”

“I’m pregnant.”

“This is without a doubt the stupidest plan you’ve ever had.”

“Hey, have you seen the - oh.”

“Please, don’t leave.”

“I think I’m in love with you and I’m terrified.”

“Wait a minute. Are you jealous?”

“I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice.”

“Looks like we’ll be trapped for a while…”

“Well this is awkward…”

“Marry me?”

“You lied to me.”

Writer’s preference/”We’re in the middle of a thunderstorm…”

“You need to wake up because I can’t do this without you.”

“You did all of this for me?”

So today in French class I was chatting with my group and tried to say sweet but instead it came out huit (which means 8) and then Megan and I couldn’t stop laughing about it and everyone looked at us and we almost died.

And I was made head of the Plastics today. Our French Plastics. Because I was the only one wearing pink. So yes. I’m Regina. Huit.

can i just say i dont understand why ppl get so mad about asher existing as a character in htgawm because he is literally there for ppl to snap/roll their eyes at for saying ignorant shit all the time, his presence is everything i want out of a boring straight white dude character because ppl are constantly telling hi mto shut up and it’s hilarious