but this is what i got from my dash

Getting rid of nazis on your blog

Hey, if you’re sick of nazis on your Tumblr but you keep on having to block new ones, Tumblr’s most recent experimental feature can probably really help you out. It’s called Reblog Graphs and you can test it here

Basically, what it does is show you a network of how your post was reblogged and who were big influencers in getting lots of reblogs. That’s useful in general but extra usefull if you want to know who to block to get rid of shit on your dash. 

For example, this post that I wrote got a lot of notes and when I use Reblog Graphs is generates this graph:

I’m the yellow dot and all the other dots are reblogs, the bigger the dot, the most reblogs originated from that reblog. Next, I can click on the dots and see who they are and what content they added. For example:

When @thatdiabolicalfeminist reblogged my post the result was a lot of supportive reblogs, helpful feedback and conversations that I want to have. 

But check out the other cluster: 

When wogbeginatcalais reblogged my post the result was a stream of hateful comments by white supremacist, nazi blogs and nazi trolls. Not stuff I want and one reblog started all of it. 

I had blocked a lot of white supremacist blogs when the hate started, but according to Reblog Graph I missed out on quite a lot of the most important blogs that were causing my post to be noticed by these shits in the first place. By blocking key nazi dots in this chain, I can now more effectively stop nazi shits from finding my posts. Good to know!

That’s all. Happy Tumblring. 

Originally posted by beatingthebinary

The Time I Took On the Military (And Won)

Considering the staggering amount of votes this one got, here you go!

ok so it’s my sweet sixteen and i took two of my closest friends paintballing. We started off alone with just the three of us. Me and this girl formed a truce so we could take out her brother. He found a building with a roof to shoot from so i was criss crossing and sliding behind shelters.

Long story short with this guy i snuck up behind his building and shot him point blank in the ass while he was climbing a ladder.

Except now his sister is my enemy and a much larger threat.

I criss cross my way back narrowly avoiding being shot. I skid to a stop behind this bush with a really gappy fence and go GOOD ENOUGH BRING IT ON and poke my muzzle through. I cant particularly see but I remembered seeing her in a little chapel window. I aim that general direction and open fire. I immediately hear HIT. When she comes out i see where i hit her. Right between the eyes like I couldnt do that again if I tried. Ill take it.

We’re back at the base ops and these massive dudes come over like “yo wanna join us we need more players” and we’re like “oh ya bud the more the merrier” so we go over and everyone is freaking massive and there’s us three tiny lil teenagers. I over hear they’re a military team and just sigh because i know im dead this is just my luck

Apparently they wanted us so that they could simulate having civilian to protect, who were also armed. (They did a piss poor job of this seriously wtf)

So the game starts and im seperated from my friends. They’re on the opposite team.

Im sticking near the leader and just generally trying not to die. He’s giving me orders as softly and nicely as he can, thinking Im scared. I mean really who wouldnt be?

I wasnt. I was ready to kick butt. When I am silent, be afraid, im planning something.

Next thing i know he’s gone. Shot, running, hiding i dont know and i dont care i gotta move there are way too many heavily armed men in these woods for me to be comfortable

Im trekking through this woodsy area keeping as low as possible because the other team has a freaking sniper and im not dealing with that no thanks im just a tiny teenager leave me alone ok

Im doing my thing and trying to find people to shoot because everyone is mia when i see people ahead.

Not my people.

And they havent seen me yet. Im looking around looking for some decent cover or somewhere to take them by surprise and there is nothing. The entire area is just thistle bushes with massive thorns. And then my idea hits. A wicked, mischievous idea. I grin behind my mask and get ready to lay my trap.

I plop myself down right in the middle of these thistles and army crawl to the path their taking and just lay still.

These guys dont see me.

They’re not expecting someone to be in these bushes cause who is that dumb.

The one dudes boot is an inch from my hand and i spring up and yell SURPRISE before shooting him right in the chest and then the two behind him. Three down, way too many to go. I ran away cackling like a witch

Dont die dont die dont die

I head out again and meet up with some more of my group. They stick me at the back to keep me out of harms way. A valiant, if ineffective effort

Enter enemy attack.

We get split up into two groups to flank them and i end up alone again. I moving slowly, spinning in a slow circled because I am EFFED

I’m a tiny lil sixteen year old girl, all alone, with about 15 guns pointed at me. I was completely surrounded. My comrades who had fled to live and fight another day are now making haste towards me like WHO LEFT THE KID BEHIND HELP HER and im like

hell no i got this

I went absolutely ape shit on their asses.

Shots are flying around me like crazy and everyone is screaming. One of the enemies shouts FALL BACK WHAT THE FU–

I hear one if my partners like HOLY SHIT SHE’S ALIVE

I barrel over one of the attackers and side arm his gun away. I break out from the Circle of Doom and make a mad dash for cover.

I leap into the air and spin to fave them. Im not getting shot in the back I an a WARRIOR

I just start spraying with a battle cry to rattle the heavens

I smack back down to earth and land in a crouch

Every single one of the attackers were shot, usually multiple times, and i didnt get shot once. Frankly no clue how i managed but I am NOT questioning it. Luck or skill I dont care

Eventually it was down to two people. Me and the other teams captain.

He’s a big, scary dude. He had a custom gun that could pop off a frankly alarming amount of shots per second.

The odds arent exactly in my favour.

We find each other right in the middle with trenches and tiny little metal fences for cover. Im walking through like plz dont shoot me i am small be nice

The dude pops up from a trench and starts firing. No mercy here.

Fine then.

I duck behind a fence and it is the most pathetic thing i have ever seen.

I have barely enough room to crouch behind it because it’s so small. The other dude finds a nice big trench and big fence the lucky lil jerk.

So we’re poppin up like weasels trying to get a shot in. I cant hit him, he cant hit me. Up and down and up and down. My fence angles down ever so slightly so im tucked in as tightly as I could. My fence is rattling as shot after shot after shot hits. The shots stop, i poke my muzzle over the edge amd lay down some fire.

And the cycle repeats

I get tired of this little exchange so the next time he goes down i lay on some cover fire and sprint like hell for a near by trench like i am just bookin it thinking dont shoot me dont shoot me imma kill you

i slide in and pop up just as he rises to take a shot. Except im not where he thought id be.

I shot him right in the side of his bald lil head.

So i won. My team legit carried me on their shoulders back to base ops

And that’s the time I, a sixteen year old girl, beat a team of militarily trained behemoths


so that post about how starfleet officers need permission from both their superior officer and their medical officer before they can sleep with an alien came back on my dash, and I thought I’d explore what it would mean for shepard if the alliance had the same rule…

mortification. that’s what it would mean. luckily, chakwas is a Cool Mom.

and for comparison, ryder - 

…lexi’s also a Cool Mom but she’s the type of overly prepared Cool Mom who asks you loudly in front of your friends if you’ve “got protection” when you go out then proceeds to pack extra into your bag when you clam up in horror

What About Lars?

Having just binge-watched the latest Stevenbomb, I see a lot of people on my dash freaking out about how Steven’s in the clutches of Gems who know he’s got Rose Quartz’s gem and are plotting to do who-knows-what to him, and how all his friends back on Earth are freaking out about his sacrifice and blah blah blah.

Not gonna lie, I’m worried about what kind of shit poor Steven is going through, but I’m more worried about Lars Barriga.

You know, the same Lars who, in “Island Adventure”, admits in a moment of weakness to feeling astoundingly isolated from others?

The Lars who, according to “The New Lars”, is suffering academically, probably because of a host of un-diagnosed mental issues?

The Lars who admits, in “Tiger Philanthropist”, he doesn’t know what would make him happy?

The Lars who, in “The Good Lars”, is desperate for friends but also unable to reach out to anybody for fear of rejection?

The Lars who probably thinks Sadie and everyone else hates him and thinks he’s a coward because he ran away from Topaz in “I Am My Mom”, when running from a hulking space alien who is giving Connie and Steven a hard time would actually be a perfectly understandable reaction?

And the Lars who would never admit to any of this and instead hides it behind being a sarcastic jerk who hates everybody, and is currently stuck on Aquamarine’s ship with Steven?

I’m honestly terrified for the guy.

Business and Pleasure - Part 12

Summary:  Bucky AU. After a major deal falls through, your father’s business almost falls apart. In a desperate attempt to save his livelihood, he seeks the help of his oldest friend, George Barnes, who happens to be the CEO of one of the most influential businesses in New York. He agrees, but on one condition. You have to marry his son.

Word Count: 1,359

Warnings: Swearing 

Originally posted by buckysclique

Neither of you had slept that night. You were wrapped in each other’s embrace until the moment Bucky had to leave. You had insisted on going to the airport with him, despite his protests that it wasn’t necessary. You wanted to, though. You couldn’t let him leave on his own.

There was a time when you prayed that he would be sent away on business, but things had changed so much in so little time. You wanted to show him that you were serious, to reassure him that your relationship would survive even despite the distance.

Keep reading


“We are somehow joined, at some significant level, for ever, for as long as we are alive, not just in the public’s mind but our own. To have worked so long together at that intensity, to have gone through so many huge changes in our personal, professional and public lives, means that we have a very deep bond. We have never had a friendship of like minds, but we are soulmates in some sense. I love her and I think she loves me.” - David Duchovny 

“Whatever it is that’s between us was there from the second that we started working together and it’s not quantifiable. I think it’s something that is unique and yes, they got lucky, but it was something that Chris had seen… he saw something between the two of us that was unique. Whether it’s luck or that we were meant to be with each other all along, I don’t know.” - Gillian Anderson 

David and Gillian + 25 years worth of Kismet ❤

daleks-are-my-mates  asked:

Hb a small wizarding au with my boy mingyu, he seems like one would break his wand on the first day of school... Have fun and thank u!!(no killing...)

harry potter has been on my mind for some time,,,,here’s some hp!mingyu

  • even though people think he’s too much of a clutz and oblivious to his surroundings most of the time,,,,,mingyu is a slytherin 
  • because hey,,,,he loves tricks and schemes,,,but he’s also loyal to the bone and wouldnt think twice about getting himself hurt in order to protect his friends
  • but also let me reiterate: he may look confused, but don’t let that cute face fool you - he’s cunning
  • do you know how many times he’s changed wonwoo’s shampoo to potions that turned his hair pink and his skin blue????? a lot
  • but either way,,,mingyu brings laughter to the slytherin commons, a house known for being dark just seems so much lighter with him around
  • and also,,,,,,,he loves getting into competitions with other houses (cough cough hufflepuff minghao cough cough)
  • you know mingyu,,,but just in passing really. you both have third period divination together and he’s always being flirted with or trying to stiffle laughter with his friends
  • but one day during lunch you’re surprised to see the arrival of a howler and like most students you pray it isn’t for you
  • but,,,,,,,,,,it is
  • and you open it,,,,,only slightly,,,,,,but it bursts - the envelopes flap becoming a mouth and the familiar voice of one your older siblings shouts through
  • with that the envelope falls onto your plate,,,,,you stare at it,,,,wide-eyed
  • and you can hear other students begin whispering and chuckling and all eyes are on you,,,,,,,,,,,,,which makes your heart sink into your stomach and your palms sweat
  • and you try to tell yourself to get up and walk out of the dinning hall,,,but you’re frozen
  • until,,,,,,,someone stands up
  • and you look up to see mingyu at the slytherin table,,,,,,desperately clutching his wand and you’re like ?????? what is he-
  • from across the hall minghao stands up at his table and goes “THATS BECUASE YOU CALLED MY TOAD KERMIT A FOUL BEAST YOU WANNA FIGHT???????”
  • in an instant everyone has forgotten about you,,,,,focusing on the battle between mingyu and minghao and you gather your things and find the strength to dash out of there unseen
  • you don’t know what happens but a friend of yours mentions that mingyu got detention for starting a “unwarranted commotion” during lunch
  • which for some reason,,,,,you feel guilty for
  • because even though you aren’t close,,,,it sort of felt like mingyu had stood up and distracted everyone for your sake
  • which is why you find yourself walking up the stairs,,,,nervously approaching mingyu whose sitting outside the detention hall 
  • he smiles when he sees you,,,,,,asking if you’re ok and you sigh going “,,,,really?? shouldnt i ask you that??”
  • he laughs and shrugs,,,,,,,,his robe is off and he looks really cute in just his button down and tie
  • you shake the thought and sit next to him,,,gathering the courage to speak
  • “you,,,,,,,,didn’t have to get yourself in trouble just to save me from being embarrassed,,,,,,,”
  • mingyu chuckles, shrugging again
  • “it was nothing, all of us get those nasty howlers and honestly it’s no ones business to hear them,,,,,plus i could see you getting all clammed up - it’s no worries”
  • quietly you look down
  • “but you got,,,,,,detention,,,,,,,”
  • “not like it’s the first time! im fine reall-”
  • mingyu’s sentences drops as you lean in,,,,,kissing his cheek and mumbling a small thank you before dashing back down the stairs
  • he sits there,,,,,,,hand on the warm part of his skin where your lips grazed it and he smiles to himself
  • the detention professors voice calls from inside and as mingyu stands up he cant help but say to himself
  • “it was totally worth it.” 

I started listening to got7 fell in love yet I have no idea how I came across them, then some how I came across a video of Jin from bts making a stupid dad joke I googled them, listened to their music fell in love I was like “okay 14 guys is enough” oh no somehow Monsta x turns up on my dash I start stanning them, then blackpink and B.A.P now I’m obsessed with EXO it’s like a black hole once you are in your stuck and I’m stuck on which group to see if they ever come to the uk like I’m a broke university student

anonymous asked:

My whole dash is Sana crying and my heart breaks every time. She needs some holy trinity time.

Right? I suggested earlier that this could be the perfect time for…okay you ready?

So after Sara and Sana talk, Sara messages Isak and apologises for believing it was him when it wasn’t and then Isak just like drops his phone turns to Even and is like 

“I gots to go” 

and Even looks up from the bed where they were watching a movie and is all “what babe?” 

so Isak sighs and flops down on the bed while pulling his shoes on and lets Even rub warm soothing circles on his back as he does. Isak looks up at him and says “Sara knows Sana was the one to leak her chats” and watches as Even raises his eyebrows and nods “oh”

“yeah” Isak replies getting up 

Even thinks for a moment  “would the girls?…” 

Isak shakes his head “nei, after the fucked up shit Sara pulled on Vilde? I wouldn’t be surprised if Sana is alone right now.” 

Even frowns “poor Sana” 

Isak nods and grabs his books “yeah which is why i’m going over there and making her help me study”

Even laughs and jumps up to grab his jacket “your sweet baby, but if you think you’re gonna comfort her with science you are gonna need some help.” 

Isak looks back in surprise “you sure? what if…you know the boys are-”

Even brushes him off “it doesn’t matter. lets go help our science buddy and friend” 

“um MY science buddy and friend thank you very much in fact did i tell you we are best buds?”

“only a million times baby” 

When Sana opens the door to see Isak and Even holding a pizza she doesn’t know what the hell to do. Usually her instinct would be to tell them to go away but she is too taken aback to register before Isak is smiling, calling her his best buddy and inviting himself in. Even pulls Sana in a tight hug and shows her the movies he brought over to cheer her up. 

both stories of basketball legends Sana doesn’t exactly hate…..

“So our television is broken so we were wondering if we could hang here?” Isak asks making himself comfortable on her couch.

Sana narrows her eyes “sure..” she does not buy it she knows exactly what they are doing, but as Even pops the movie in and Isak waves a slice of vegetarian pizza in front of her face… she can’t say no to it. 

She lets herself be sandwiched between the two boys as they watch the movie and bicker over it. 

Isak doesn’t understand a second of the basketball scenes and Even and Sana roast him for it. everything is fine for a while. Sana forgets it all but eventually it begins to come back and that’s when it happens. 

Sana’s body begins to shake silently as the tears roll down her face, she feels herself falling back into the empty feeling of loss and misery and she doesn’t know how to get out. 

but then she feels arms around her… from both sides. 

Isak is rubbing circles on her back and Even wipes away her tears with a tissue while telling her everything is going to be okay. They are here, she is not alone

everything is going to be okay

and as she lets her friends tell her this and listen to her cry

she just begins to believe it. 

Bucky the Jerk, part 5

Hey peeps! Chapter 5 is here :)

As always, your comments give me life - I eat them and it gives me the strength to write more.

Bucky x Reader

Summary: Bucky is being a dick to you, and you can’t understand why is he the only one from Avengers who doesn’t like you.

Chapter summary and warnings: ANGST and confusion and a REVELATION. Well not really, but some I guess. I suck at summaries.

You woke up late, with a monster headache and completely disoriented.

You never got hangovers, and you didn’t even drink that much, but your head was still pumping blood with loud thuds and you felt like clawing out your eyes and scratching your brain.

You washed up in a haze, and half-way through your shower, the dull “thump-thump-thump” in your veins suddenly turned into “Barnes-Barnes-Barnes” and you remembered it all. Remembered so vividly, that your eyes flew open and you became hotter than the water of the shower.

You scrambled out of the bathroom, wrapped in a gigantic fuzzy towel and stopped in the middle of your room.

What now?

No, not like that…


You wanted to scream and run up the wall, you felt like your heart was going to explode any second. You wanted to kiss him again. You wanted to go into his room right now and jump on him from the threshold, wrap your legs around his waist and kiss those warm, cracked lips.

Why was this happening? Why did he kiss you in the hallway in the middle of the night - and in such a desperate, needy way? Did the little stupid kiss during the game really ignite him that much?

You knew you had to talk to him, but you were so scared. It was going to be so awkward and… No, no, you’re a grown ass woman, you can do this. So you kissed, so what, right? Lots of people kiss. Not a big deal. You were going to put on some clothes, march into that kitchen and talk to Bucky Barnes.

It started to rain in the early hours of the morning, and when you finally talked yourself into joining the rest in the kitchen or lounge, the pitter-patter of rain and the distant thunder created the coziest atmosphere anyone could wish for.

Naturally, you couldn’t swim in the rain, but you all decided to stay in the beach house for the day anyway and leave in the morning.

You didn’t bring any socks, so you padded barefoot downstairs and heard laughter coming from the kitchen. As you came in, you saw that everyone was having breakfast - beautiful fresh croissants, various fruit and last night’s leftover sushi.

“Heeeey, sleeping beauty! I was gonna come up and wake you any minute now!” Sam said cheerily when he saw you.

“Hey Sammy,” you kissed him on the cheek and perched yourself on the kitchen island next to Wanda, “You’re all up early.”

“It’s almost 1 p.m., Y/N,” Wanda said and handed you a croissant.

“Oh… well, then I’m a sleepyhead.” You smiled and ripped open the warm pastry, “But I refuse to feel bad about it, we were all hammered and went to bed way after midnight.”

“That’s true.” Steve said, “Are you ok though? You look kind of…”

“What? Terrible?”

He smiled shyly and you laughed.

“I have a headache and I barely slept.”

“Me too.” Said a gruff voice from somewhere behind Steve.

You looked over and immediately looked back down to your croissant.

“Hey, Barnes.”


He didn’t say anything else and for a few seconds, silence hung in the air, until Tony clapped his hands.

“Well, all right! Who’s up for some hangover twister?”

Natasha groaned, surprisingly not as enthusiastic as always, but obeyed nonetheless. Everyone started filing into the lounge, where Tony was unfolding an enormous twister sheet, making up some additional juvenile rules on the go.

You kept looking at your torn croissant, trying to find it in yourself to eat at least one bite. You were sure you were the only one left in the kitchen, so when a low coughing sounded from the counter, you jumped and dropped your breakfast.

“Damn, I’m sorry, Y/N, I keep startling you,” Barnes said and picked up your croissant, “Let me get you another one.”

“That’s ok,” You said, “I’m not hungry anyway.”

“Oh.” He put the pieces in the trash, “Are you… ok?”

You looked at him for the first time and saw the same pained look in his eyes that you caught that morning in the mirror. He looked so delicious, hair still sticking out in all directions after bed. You wanted to take his hand and you also wanted to slap yourself for developing these stupid, unreasonable feelings for the man who made your life miserable - just because of two little kisses.

“Why did you kiss me?” You blurted out before your brain could catch up and stop you. You felt your cheeks flaring up when he looked at you from under his lashes.

He looked around the kitchen as if trying to find something to change the subject to, but you kept staring him down.

“Barnes, just…”

“Why do you keep calling me Barnes? I have a name.” He said suddenly, cutting you off.

“Yeah, and isn’t it Barnes?” You lifted your eyebrows at him.

“You know what I mean. From the first days - it’s Barnes. You never call Steve by his last name, or Sam, or anyone. Just me.”

“I… I don’t really know. We never got close enough for me to be comfortable to call you B-Bucky. Or James.”

You heard him inhale sharply.

“I always call you Y/N.”

“Yeah, and it’s usually followed by something insulting. Wanna talk about that too?”

He huffed and looked away, crossing his arms. He was huffing at you?

You sighed.

“If I start calling you Bucky, will you tell me why you’ve been such an ass to me and why you kissed me?”

He smiled a tiny smile.

“You can’t have both for one.”

“What?” You asked.

“If you want me to answer both of your questions, you’ll have to give me something else along with calling me Bucky.”

“Fine, whatever,” You sighed, “This is all very stupid, just so you know. What do you want?”

“Another kiss.”

You stared at him and narrowed your eyes.

“I don’t understand, it this a bet you made with someone or what? You’re acting even weirder than when you hated me.”

“I never hated you!” He said, angry, and started to pace before you. “Are you in or not?”

“Fine,” You huffed. “Answer first.”

He kept pacing.

“No.” He said, the word falling heavy between you.

You were just about to protest, when he strode over to you and grabbed your face in his hands, planting an even more desperate kiss to your lips. He smashed himself into you and you didn’t even get a chance to be surprised.

He pressed his whole body firmly to yours, and you could feel every muscle, every vein flush against your heating self. You hated, absolutely despised the effect he had on you. He broke the kiss and pecked your lips twice, tenderly and sweetly, before licking your bottom lip and gingerly asking for permission to deepen the kiss. You granted, sighing into him and with a grunt he moved his left hand to your waist, holding onto you like his life depended on it. He stroked your side and back, while his right hand got tangled in your hair and caressed your neck. Just when he slid his lips from your bruised, red mouth to your chin, your jaw, your neck and you let out an involuntary breathy moan, he finally pulled away.

You inhaled sharply at the loss, hating yourself, and looked up at him with glassy eyes.

He kept holding you, his breath hitched, his chest rising and falling heavily.

“You have to tell me to stop.” He said, his voice husky and almost unrecognisable with lust.

“Why?” You said before you could even think about it.

His face took on a pained expression and he leaned his forehead against yours.

“Because I won’t be able to stop myself.”

He tried to steady his breath, and you were afraid to move, relishing in the feeling of him holding you so close, even if you had no idea what was happening.

He wore thin sweatpants and a t-shirt, and you drowned in the feeling of his hot skin against yours. You felt his hard length pressed towards your abdomen, the almost non-existent fabrics between you two letting you feel every curve of his cock.

“B-Bucky,” You finally said and his eyes snapped up to you at once, hungry and incredibly blue, “I need my answers now.”

He sighed and nodded.

“I never hated you, Y/N. I swear. I… tried to…  tried to flirt.” Your eyebrows flew up but he kept talking, “From the moment I saw you, weak and half-alive in that mental facility I wanted to protect you, to make you better and make sure nothing bad ever happened to you again.”

He took a deep breath and you didn’t dare interrupt him.

“And from the moment you first smiled at me and held my hand two days after that, I knew I was gone. I wanted you so much… I tried and tried but I got so scared that I ended up hurting you myself.”

He fell silent, still holding you, maybe even tighter, like he was afraid you’d go away.

“You are really bad at flirting, my friend.” You said and he looked at you, sad and astonished, with a dash of hope.

“Barn… Bucky. I don’t know what to say.”

“I guess this also answers your second question, yeah?”

“Yeah.” You breathed out.

You were torn. One half of you wanted to launch yourself at him again, wrap your legs around his waist and make him take you to the enormous round bed and have his way with you until the next morning. The other half of you wanted to cry and to be away from him.

“Y/N… Please, say something?”

“Bucky… I need some time to process all of this.”

He frowned.

“I ‘m sorry, but I really don’t know what to think. I was sure you hated me and such a drastic change in your behavior… And, most of all, brought on by that silly swimming competition…. I just need time. Can you give me some time?”

“Of course, anything you need. Just please think about it. Think about if maybe you’d like me to kiss you again. It seemed to me like you enjoyed it.” He said, his voice husky again.

You looked him in the eyes and knew that you had to flee, lest you tear off his clothes regardless of everything.

“I’ll think about it. And then we can talk.”

You wriggled out of his embrace, reluctantly, and went back to your room.

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Chance Encounters (Peter Parker)

Summary / Request: “Hiii, how are you? Could you do a[n] imagine with spiderman (tom)? (Y/N) fathers works in shield and she is familiar with all the avengers, and she goes to the [same] school as peter. She is very brave and smart, and they both fall in love and start dating” / The day Y/N and Peter meet and the day Y/N confesses her feelings for him.

Warnings: swearing, mentions of a gun


requested: anon

word count: 1454

Originally posted by juliechavira

With so many wonders to explore in Manhattan, Y/N always finds a way to Stark Tower. The building blends in with the concrete jungle of the city, but because of the distinguishing architecture and being a home of heroes she could not help to gravitate towards it. Luckily with her father working closely with The Avengers, Y/N often joins him on meetings just to have the opportunity to be in the tower. Over time Y/N befriended The Avengers to where she can stop in unannounced no problem. Though ever since the accords tore a rift between the heroes, Tony requested for Y/N to not visit until three months later, and she was asked to come back and catch up.

After many visits to Stark Tower, Y/N always, and will always be in awe of the exalted building. Before entering, taking a step back to admire it once more, focusing in on the details and away from the buzz of the crowd, she hears the click of a camera.

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[ Therapy ] • 2

Therapist!Negan x Reader

A/N: So this a continuation of the Therapy piece that I did for a challenge. I think there will be one more part after this. I had a super long day, so when I re-read this I was doubting myself a lot so rather than delete & rewrite I’m just gonna post it. I have nooo idea what’s going to happen in part 3 - ideas are always welcome! - forgive me, my brain hurts right now. Hope you enjoy it lovelies! I appreciate all your reblogs/comments/likes!

Tags: SMUT - TW: attempted sexual assault, suicide, inappropriate doctor/patient relationship 

|| Masterlist || Part 1 || 

Originally posted by holyjeffreydeanmorgan


Tick, tock, tick, tock….

You felt as though the pendulum was knocking against each side of your skull. You rubbed your temples together trying to shake off the growing headache creeping up from the back of your neck. The stress from your awful morning passed into your evening, and you couldn’t bring yourself to maintain a proper conversation since your mind had other pressing matters that were distracting you.  

You have been continuing your therapy with Negan. Each session would start the same, with the two of you silently studying one another for a few minutes until someone finally broke the ice.

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Sense8 snatched my heart and won't let it go

I’ve been marathoning Sense8 this last week, sneaking in episodes at night after work, as many as I could watch before I got so tired I couldn’t see straight anymore, and fucking hell, what–A–SHOW!!

I had never seen Sense8 until just recently, and I’m kicking myself for not jumping on the bandwagon sooner. Granted, I didn’t have a netflix account, and I wasn’t savvy enough to get the episodes on my own, though I finally got to use a cousin’s account and finally, FINALLY, got to see the show that I’d seen snippets of on my dash…it was the edits that hooked me, and after hearing that it was cancelled, and then brought back in a 2 hour future finale, I had to see what had drawn so many people in, and I was NOT disappointed. God, was I absolutely not disappointed in this beautiful gem of a show.

I’m still kind of reeling from lack of sleep and finally getting to see the second season finale–still recovering from that emotionally exhausting shit–so forgive my less than coherent ramblings…if nothing makes sense or doesn’t come out very pretty, please bear with me.

I fell in love with every single one of my newborn sensates. Every. Single. One. I expected to have my favorite characters and ships, I always do with every show I’ve ever watched, and this one was no exception (Kalagang all the way!) but all of them captured my attention and my heart and punched me in the gut with feels with everything they experienced, together and apart.

I no longer have the capability of adequately describing what each character and their personalities made me feel–my relationship with language has faded rapidly in the last few years–but I will say that they had me giggling, and crying, and fangirling, and losing my shit, from the first episode to the last.

I wish more people had given this show a chance…I wish I had started watching it when it first premiered and lended another viewer to their stats…I wish Netflix had realized what a precious, precious show they had on their hands and didn’t just carelessly toss it aside…I wish we were debating what season 3 would bring rather than simply getting a 2 hour special that may or may not wrap up everything into relatively satisfying conclusion. Not to say I’m unhappy at the opportunity at seeing what happened to my Wolfie, and seeing Whisper and Jonas (especially Whisper, holy hell I hate that character with a passion) get their asses painfully handed to them, getting to see my babies possibly (hopefully!!) be happy, I want all of that with a passion, but now that I’ve got Sense8 in my blood, I don’t want the stories to end…though I guess it wouldn’t hurt to be hopeful that with the success of the 2 hour finale, we might get to see what our cluster gets up to in a third season…

Anyway, sorry for the jumbled thoughts, I just wanted to get this down and pass out in my bed because I’m not young enough anymore to survive on such little sleep and still expect to function properly in the morning.

Long live Sense8, a gift of a show that we need more than ever right now.

The Adventure Zone (from what I have seen on my dashboard)

I have never listened to this at all (I only recently found out that it was a listen-to thing I literally had no idea) and @the-tao-of-fandom asked me about my impression of it from my dashboard. SO here goes:

Consists of a bunch of characters:

  • Taz: wears a pointy hat, skinny, has a sibling; does improbable things; completely batshit in fanon, not sure about canon; everybody’s favourite.
  • Taz’s sibling: an enigman who looks the same as Taz
  • Big Naked Guy: killed a million bad guys in a supermarket or smthing?
  • dwarf: has a nice beard
  • and some other people probably

is about:

  • some unholy combo of homestuck and a very long DND game?? 
  • the aforementioned group of characters travelling around
  • They’re… adventuring somewhere. In a zone. Only in this one zone? are there other zones? no one knows
  • Despite being peppy and ridiculous in places it is also capable of inducing THE FEELS
  • there was a woman who turned into an umbrella? or something? like a mary poppins animagus idk
  • I sometimes confuse taz fanart with that junky guy from that game with all the characters (yet another thing I see a lot of on my dash and barely understand)
  • could just be my dash, but doesn’t seem to be particularly shippy

Tao thinks it’s good, so I can further extrapolate that:

  • There are possibly bones involved
  • Or maybe succulents

that’s it, that’s all I’ve got. One day I may actually listen to it and find out…

anonymous asked:

i remember a few years ago the sunny tag on tumblr was empty and in only a few years it got infested with these people who are looking to tv shows and their characters for wish fulfillment in order to distract themselves from problems in their own lives. like, the show was always a comedy, there was no subplot or queerbaiting whatsoever. these 'fans' should be angry at themselves for getting caught up in something which would never materialize on tv anyways

I remember that too, and it’s why I got out of the tags early in the season. I have certain people get information and reblog things for me/my dash now. I’m so beyond done.

I think the problem is, as mentioned before, these people don’t watch the show but Watch The Show. They insert what they want to see with their hashtag discourse. They have it in their minds that Charlie is trans and/or ace, so they look for things that prove it. They have it in their minds Dee is a lesbian, so they look for things that prove that. They think that Dennis is bi and in love with Mac, so they look for things that prove that. They twist any look between real life friends or actors or trust each other in that moment or some type of look of admiration or waiting to see where the bit of improv goes as A Look It’s Proof They’re Boyfriends <3 <3 <3 Confirmation bias is a real and potentially dangerous thing (see: the current America political climate). The same can be said for any shows. I’ve been having discussions with a few people in the last week involving Supernatural, Harry Potter, Sherlock, Glee, and a few other shows I can’t remember….none of which I was ever a fan of (sorry, internet & the world at large) but the types of fans and Fandom involved. Even things I have been involved in that involved real people but people treated like characters (the band Keane, the improv TV show Whose Line is it Anyway). I get that media is escapism and theorizing and wanting certain things to happen is part of being a fan and part of the experience, but it really easily can go too far.

In the months leading up to the premiere there were theories and people spreading crap and acting like they had all the answers. And so that became the accepted inevitable and real facts.

This has never been a show that I ever expected anything like this to ever happen to. It’s a low rated cable comedy. It’s seen fans come and go over the years, some people don’t evne know it’s still on the air. Sure, it’s popular worldwide and has that cult following. But in the overall television media space, it’s kind of a drop in the bucket. And despite it being a very political show  with social commentary at its core, it’s not a Political Show. It’s not a romcom, a soap opera, a drama, or whatever else either. It’s not gonna hold your hand and tell you everything is okay and give you morals and life lessons. Sometimes in the end, things are just very “complex issues” and have no ending. Sometimes it’s just “poop is funny.” Any other line of thinking is weird, and is the complete opposite of what the show has established itself to be. Sure, things have changed over the years and characters have grown a little bit and this season had several reaching plot points instead of all being stand alone episodes. But it won’t change to the point where everyone is happy and gets a nice red ribbon tied up on their character’s lives. Should Dennis actually leave, no one is happy. Dennis might be happier and better off, but its a hard decision to leave everyone and thing you’ve known since you were small, even if he knows it will help fill his life up and complete him. And The Gang will miss him too. That’s never been the show. Any tender moment is glossed over with some type of joke or insult because these people typically don’t like to sit with their feelings. They’re content as they are.


Too LAZY to make a new graphic so please bear with this revised one instead. Four years on one muse (despite the blog changes) wasn’t something I expected when I made this muse from a 1996 animated movie, and this is in no small part due to the COMMUNITY here.

As a thank you, five people will receive an Amazon gift card of US$20 each. This giveaway is open to ALL FOLLOWERS and ends on 30th November. To participate, you can like or reblog this post or do both. I will use Random.org to pick out the five.

Thank you

As always as well, I am using this opportunity to thank people. To EVERYONE who reads this, be WELL! Remember you are UNIQUE. Take care of yourself, be kind to others, be kind to yourself, do something to make yourself or someone else SMILE, we are all part of this WORLD.

@thecurseisinourblood​​​: You are always there for me. I do miss you here but what’s most important is our FRIENDSHIP that keeps going strong. It doesn’t cease to amaze me that we can talk about anything under the sun despite our differences and also come up with new plots. You make me laugh with your comments and also break my heart with your angst. You have so many talents and possibilities in the future you can do it!! I lovveeeee you.

@sanctamater​​: You are a QUEEN for always being accommodating of me and my awkwardness. I’ve learnt a great deal from you, not least the strength to be vocal and stick to your principles and ideals and write crack. I have no doubt you’ll be amazing and successful once you get out and showcase your awesomeness to the world as you do here. 

@spoopysang​​: Giselle! I still love yelling your name! It’s such a happy name and you make me happy. You’re just wonderful with a wonderful personality and wonderful skills and of late I learnt of what you aim to do which just makes me admire you all the more. You got this! We still need to watch PotO together but for now I’ll just keep yelling at you from here.

FRIENDS WHO HAVE STAYED - you mean SO MUCH to me. Regardless of which muse you are on right now, you have been a constant on my dash for a long time (a really, really long time for some of you). You are here because you have always made me feel welcome or supported me in your way, be it ic or ooc. You are all nerds and have the lethal combination of TALENTKINDNESS and HUMOUR that the world needs. Thank you for being you.

@actofgenius @adellaenchanted @asundrop @bonhcmme @bravcycungsuitcr @choseheart @crimsoncharms @donapirata @dxdger @fearlessmonk @foulmouthpiece @glacierfront @governingmouse @granxaire @immortalxdreamers @influencedbyfear @iniziare @lebossu @lordiism @pistolslang @rebelteeth @thehowlisticdetective @trickstercaptain @xprodigium

FRIENDS PRESENT AND FUTURE - Whether we have known each other for a while or just a little while, please know that I am THANKFUL to you for giving me you your VALUABLE time to send me messages and even positivity, show interest in my stuff, or simply let me have a CHANCE to chat or write with you. All of you have so much love and dedication and it is an honour to have you here. If I missed out anyone’s name, heartiest apologies!!!

@ababwa @acisha @agrxbah @aithreachas @alwayscalculating @ask-clopin @askarthurgabriel @asphdel @bengalisms @bigbadballad @blowthehousedown @bountyman @castouthomeless @chngexfheart @clopinthejester @corditeheart @corpsemade @dechaagny @deathreflected @defiantcharms @dyaud @fantomexnoir @femmelieutenant @findthebxrd @fireversed @flamesofesmeralda @flxbber @foppishdandy @former-psychiatrist @frystsnow @gentofgoodintent2 @ghoulce @godschose @godslucretia @goldenhaircd @hangtherules @hclliday @hcwlingwind @hoopsheartthrob @incubabe @justechoes @keysofthekingdom @killerblonde @killthebxy @luciferborn @mcnsieur @mirror-deity @mohiican @mutinouscaptain @myxcenterxstage @piraticalwit @pomegrnat @pretendcr @princebete @princeofthesouthernisles @prochncst @rakshaasa @regiaservitia @reignoftheflorentine @retributor @reubalach @riffrcffed @roseloved @royalxroar @schneelein @seetheirsoul @seijoki @serenahansen @seulerose @skidrowflorist @spoiledendings @spoopysprite @strawberryfitzsherbert @suaverogue @sythegun @talktoten @tenacitiies @thearendelleprincessanna @thecodekeeper @thecreaminhiscoffee @themisfitmouse @trollraised @twxworlds @vicemirrored @warmhandtohold @warsfire @worserthoughts @xaedificare

PERSONAL/FANDOM BLOGS - To the personal blogs who are here, I do see you and appreciate you. Also, thank you for keeping the fandom alive with your new material. You’re awesome. <3</small>

@pagesofangels @unsure-sincerity @thelizardofnotredame @hond-shitposts @superfrollo @gayfrollo @dying-suffering-french-stalkers @bloomingbanana @callme-c0nn0r @night-rises @nievazki @cinema-cynic @poppymaggie

anonymous asked:

What made you choose Gency over Mercy76 or Pharmercy?

Well it started out with Genjis being one of the only characters who would thank me for heals, and that cute “You’ve rescued me again, Doctor Ziegler!” line but there’s a bit more to it than that.

As far as mercy76 goes… I feel like Mercy may have had a brief crush on Jack Morrison when she first joined Overwatch but quickly got over it and on top of that, he was strike commander so there’s that whole… ‘Don’t hook up with your boss’ thing. And while she was a very accomplished doctor, their age gap was kind of eeeehhhhhh for me. Also I liked Reaper76 more so I guess that makes it a much shorter answer than pharmercy.

At first I liked Pharmercy from what showed up on my dash, but when I entered the tag there was a bunch of… really male-gaze-y fetish-y art. So I was kind of :/ about that. On top of that their dialogue in game didn’t really sell it for me. Everyone was shipping it so hard when their voice lines with each other pretty much amounted to “We can both fly!” and “Pharah has issues with her mom.” And the whole “Your mother always wanted you to join overwatch” line was another big reason—It always indicated a sort of generational wedge between Pharah and Mercy to me, in spite of them being only 5 years apart in age. Then I visited the tag again a few months later and by then Pharmercy art kind of pulled this 180 and went from really male-gazey to drawing Pharah like a linebacker and Mercy as this little noodle so that was also :/. And there was all this vitriol toward Michael Chu for not making characters what fans had pretty much projected onto them so i was basically like, ‘Well honestly what’s so bad about Gency anyway?” and I looked into lore and I realized a lot of hating on this pairing was largely over headcanons and not actual canon and I’d play the game and like… actually heal Genjis when they’d say ‘I need healing’ and they’d always thank me and whoops I ended up getting really into the pairing. I still have a soft spot for Pharmercy in gameplay though. 

On top of that over time Genji’s become one of my faves, in terms of voice lines, designs, and lore. So it’s like…

*puts faves together*

“Now kiss.”

What Do Good Girls Say?

OKAY! So this is one of many from my prompt list from last month. I apologize for these taking so long and really hope everyone likes what they get. 

WARNING! This is super long and smutty. I’m so sorry but I really enjoyed writing this.

Prompt: (3) I didn’t know you were a dom and when I called you “Sir” you almost jumped me.
Featuring: Finn Balor

Master List Plug!

P.S. Guess who’s back to posting fanfics again? This girl!

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