(I do have english qualifications)

Cant spell ‘smile’ without a ‘mile’

Cant spell ‘slaughter’ without ‘laughter’

Can’t spell ‘there’ without ‘here’

Can’t spell ‘friend’ without ‘end’

Can’t spell ‘lovesick’ without ‘sick’

Can’t spell ‘french lessons’ without ‘crippling depression’

Can’t spell ‘non-calcuator math’ without ‘witchcraft’


chat-en-rose  asked:

Greenie, give me your rant about why nintendo never goes for the explicit zelink ending (explicit as them holding hands or kissing, not something nsfw)

Alrighty then. HERE I GO! THIS is going to be LONG. LOL

I believe it’s because Nintendo (and by Nintendo I mean Miyamoto and Aonuma, after all they kinda have the last say in the LoZ games LOL) are fully convinced that it’s us, the players, that join the dots, which is why they don’t feel the need to go all the way.

Not to mention, that they’re old conservative japanese men and like to keep romance… more like in the background/shadows (???) and focus more on the gameplay and stuff. I mean, after all, the games are not romance oriented specifically.

BUT! they have included moments between this two. 


We know something happened at the end of Link’s Adventure behind that curtain

And Zelda (at the end of oracle of ages) gave Link a kiss. A kiss that both of them quite enjoyed. 

*with hearts and all hahaha so cute!* 

With recent games, for example skyward sword, Aonuma expressed his doubts in regards of this scene:

At first he wasn’t so sure, but after some talks, he decided that it was ok to include it. I remember him saying something along the lines “are we really taking this lovey-dovey route for this game”?  and at the end, he was truly happy that they included this scene in the game (and I’m sure zelink fans around the world also felt the same way). 

We all know how this game ends. Zelda asking Link what he wants to do and he  just smiles at her. I think it’s obvious which was his answer hehe… After all, he fought with his life, in order to be with her again. My take is that Nintendo felt they’ve done enough for us to understand, that they went from best friends to lovers.

Also, in other games such a Spirit Tracks and Phantom Hourglass, their interactions are quite adorable. Personally, I LOVE Spirit Tracks. You can be with Zelda for almost 99% of the game…. and you really get to know her. You can also control her (and she’s a badass with that Phantom armor!) 

But, what I love the most is how innocent and pure their bond is. Once Zelda regains her body, she hugs Link and his reaction is so adorable ;A; 

He blushes hehe (he also blushed when he first met her btw). 

And once they defeated the baddies., they hold hands while watching Anjean go to heaven. In fact, the camera makes a close up of their hands:

A part of me, feels that Nintendo’s intention is to keep it fresh. Like, the implications that there’s something going on between them are there. They exist. Link and Zelda are not a crack pairing. Nintendo has provided enough canon material in the games for us, like I mentioned earlier, to join the dots

For example, in  Skyward Sword and if you explore Link’s room and check his desk you’ll notice that he sculpts wooden statures. He has one unfinished bird on his desk with a hammer and chisel and a couple statues on his furniture. And also, if you go to Zelda’s room you’ll notice that SHE’S the only character he has given his work to, because she has a statue of a loftwing in her room. There are no other characters in the game that have this statues. I even visited everyone is Skyloft to be sure. 

That’s Nintendo’s subtle way of telling us that there’s something special going on between them.

Do I want to see them kiss? HEL YEAH I DO!!!,  but I would lie if I said that I do not appreciate details  such as this one, that strengthen their relationship. 

t’s just like Zelda’s diary in breath of the wild. To be honest, at first I felt dissapointed that Link was so serious all the time. But after reading her diary and watching all the memories in order… I felt that I finally was able to understand his character a bit more, thanks to what she said about him. 

He isn’t a guy whose gonna blush over something. He’s pretty good at hidding his emotions because, people always had high expectations of him… So, the only way he found to keep people happy, was by keeping all his fears to himself. In fact, it’s pretty interesting  what the stupid guy whose wandering outside Gerudo town tells you (after you get the sand and snow boots from him).  He says that Link is a cold and calcuating person and he adds, that he’s also actually quite strong. I couldn’t agree more with that guy.

I mean, being LIKE THAT is pretty much what saved both him and Zelda from Calamity Ganon first attack. He didn’t let the sorrow of the death of his friend (Daruk, Mipha, Urbosa and Revali) get the best of him…. Or to watch Hyrule’s Kingdom get destroyed in a blink of an eye.

His main focus was to protect what’s important for him to the point of giving his life… And he did.  He died protecting her. 

And what truly touches my heart is that, he always believed in her. Even when they were running away from all those guardians, his top priority was to keep her safe. He never saw her just as a “weapon” to seal Ganon away (kinda like the King did)… He always saw her as what she was. Even Impa tells us that, Link became Zelda’s comfort during the times she wasn’t capable of using her power. 

So… In conclusion. Even if I’m dying to see a kiss between them… A wedding and for them to give me granchildren (LOL)… I’m happy with what we have of them. They’re not the typical ship and for me, that’s what makes them so special. 

Hopefully we’ll see them kiss again ;A; Nintendo plz understand

Something I Need: Part One

bucky barnes x doctor/genius reader


The greatest asset HYDRA could ever attain - you. You had spent nearly 3 years within the cold walls of the rebirth of the organization. You had heard stories your whole life of HYDRA, even from your Father - now you were captured by them. You kept your distance all these years, but now they found you - they classified you as this generation’s brightest doctor. You were sure you were going to die in those walls until they came. Earth’s Mightiest Heroes - the very individuals you had spent your life studying now kept you in their protection. Within the month of your rescue, Steve Rogers - Captain America had given you your first task…
Bucky Barnes.

Word Count: 4, 728

Notes: Fluff, Angst, Some violence. Mentions of bondage.

I have this feeling. A feeling I get before a fic when i know its going to be one of the good ones. With this fic: i got it. The same feeling I got before TRY ME. so enjoy, let me know what you think of it!

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Internship (M)

You are offered an internship to work for Big Hit. Being in the presence of the seven international idols made staying professional hard. But when the seven of them are interested in you, it becomes even harder. One of them catches your attention and pulls at your heart strings. The worst part is that none of them know that you are Min Yoongi’s ex girlfriend who he has spent years looking for. But when one of the members begins to date you- all hell breaks loose.  

Originally posted by jeonsshi

You walked into the room with the stack of files in your arm. Your hair was caressly thrown into a half assed bun which was beginning to fall apart. There were circles under your eyes from the five minute nap you took in a bathroom stall. You were more than certain that there was a thin line of dried saliva coming out of the corner of your lip and disappearing in the crevice of your chin. You wanted to cry because of how awful you looked and felt. After your classes you didn’t even bother to eat before boarding the subway and finding your way to Big Hit Entertainment. Apart from starving, you had finals in all of your classes and had slept two hours every night for a week. You had no clue how you still remained on your feet. 

It took all of your strength to cage your inner fangirl from exploding out of you. When your professor had told you that you that you had won the music internship with Big Hit for a year- you nearly fainted. Your professor made sure that you knew that you would be working with Big Hit’s and even Korea’s biggest idols. For a week you stared at your reflection in the mirror practicing your introduction to your colleagues. 

Hello, I’m Y/n, it’s such a pleasure to meet you. I’m such a great fan of your work and I’ve literally written like fifty scenarios about each and every one of you. I’ve planned out our wedding and even chose are children’s names. Ahh, too much honesty, you thought. Something more casual a little sassy and cute. Hello bitches. Too much, tone it down a notch. Hi, I’m Y/N, I’m honored to meet you. Good. 

But as you were being stared down by all of BTS, you were fucking terrified. Every single word that you had rehearsed flew out of your head. All of a sudden you were not the musical genius you were back in college- you were just a clueless intern about to work for musical gods. If it wasn’t for Namjoon standing up from his seat to greet you properly, you would have stayed as still as a statue gawking at the seven men. 

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Come Visit Sometime

Alfred gazed wistfully at the screen. “I found some vodka-filled, bottle shaped chocolates online the other day,” he leaned his head on his hand and rapped his other hand’s fingers against the tabletop. It’s February 14th, and once again, just like always, the two were stuck in their respective countries.

“How many did you eat?” Ivan asked, a small, amused smile finding it’s way onto his face.

The American huffed indignantly and glared through the camera. “Who said I bought them?”

“Fredya, I know you wouldn’t pass up something like this.” Alfred’s face tinted itself pink, so he looked down at his keyboard. He reached over and grabbed his fidget cube off of the shelf next to him, clicking the buttons and flipping the small switch on the side.

“I know; it’s chocolate and alcohol. Two of my biggest addictions. I guess I couldn’t pass up that, could I?” he spat cynically, though more at himself than at the Russian. He closed his eyes and leaned back in the chair, missing the look of concern Ivan gave him. “No, don’t mind my rambling. I’m just hating myself like usual. I actually did buy them, but they’re not for me. However, I did eat one to make sure they weren’t poisoned like the hero I am.” Alfred smiled a typical hero-style smile. His dark aura dissolved just as abruptly as it had come. By this point in their relationship, they were both used to each other’s fluctuating moods, and they breezed right past it and into the rest of the discussion.

“So, if they’re not for you then who are they for?” Ivan twirled the end of his scarf between his fingers absentmindedly, and America found himself mesmerized by the simple action.

“Yeah, they’re for- wait a god damn minute I’m not telling you!” He stopped himself mid-sentence. “Quit doing that.”

“Doing what?”

“That thing with your scarf. It’s distracting. And I’m not tellin’ you who they’re for, blabber mouth.”

“I do not tell secrets,” Russia defended. He thought he was pretty good at sectret keeping.

“Yeah but I’m not taking chances.”

“Alright then, Alfred. You do know what time it is, right?”

The American stopped and started a few small calcuations. “Oh, like midnight-ish, I think?”

“Yes, it is just past midnight.”

“Why did you let me keep you so long?!” Alfred almost screamed into the empty house. Hero, his cat, got scared and fell off the table. “Go on, go to bed! Sleep is important even for immortal beings!”

“Yes, Alfred,” he replied pointedly, “Sleep is important, even for immortal beings.”

“Don’t you turn this back on me it’s only four here! Almost time for dinner, actually…”

Russia laughed, and Alfred couldn’t help but laugh with him. “Good night, dorogoy.”

“‘Nite, sweetheart.” Alfred blew a kiss to the camera like a schoolgirl. Ivan giggled, playing the part, and logged out. He quickly followed suit, closeing the computer and setting it on his countertop.

“Until tomorrow, love.”


“Hey, Vanya! What’s up?” He chirped, sipping on some coffee in his cup.

“Did you already go out on your run?” he asked, noticing the other’s still shower-damp hair.

“Yeah, I went out with Nasa around the block a few times. Nothin’ too special.”


Alfred’s eyes shot down to his cup. “N-no, cream and sugar today. Why are you outside?”

Ivan looked up and around like he didn’t know where he was. “I am out for a walk. I’m going to go visit someone today.” America noticed that he sounded unusually happy about that.

“Who are you so excited to see?” he inquired.

“Someone I like a lot.”

Alfred was confused and slightly jealous. Who would he be going and seeing? Not Belarus, since he’s almost afraid of her, or Ukraine or the Baltics, for political reasons. Did he have some human friend he went out with? No, Russia doesn’t get along with humans a lot, so that can’t be it. Besides, the last time that happened it didn’t end too well.

Apperently he was silent for too long, for the Russian cut in again. “Don’t worry, I’m not seeing someone else, sunflower.”

“I know, you’re not unfaithful.”

Suddenly, there was a knocking at his front door. He dramatically groaned. “Shouldn’t you go get that? After all, I seem to recall you saying that 'when people hear hospitality they think of me’, did you not?”

Grudgingly, he stood and turned to the hallway. Ivan heard muffled speaking that sounded a lot like 'Hero get out of here you’re blocking the doorway with your fat.’

America kicked the cat out of the way and fixed a smile onto his face. “Hello, can I help you?”

“You could invite me in, to start.” Alfred jumped and lost the fake smile immediately. He stared at the man in front of him, taking in every detail from the messy, pale, almost white hair, to the off white scarf, to a long beige coat.

“Vanya!” he cried, throwing himself against the other’s chest and gripping him tightly. “I missed you soo much! You had me so worried for a minute but I knew that you wouldn’t do something like that!” Alfred had switched to Russian out of old habit, but Ivan thought it sweet of him.

“Yes, yes, I decided to come and visit you. You do have some vodka chocolates, right? You never told me who they’re for.”

“They’re for you, of course. The only other person who likes vodka that I know is Alaska, but I’m not giving her alcohol chocolates for valentines day.”

“Good. See, you’re a responsible guardian.”

“Love ya Vanya.”

“I love you too, Fedya”

anonymous asked:

have you realized yet that they weren't even ON a break?? rachel said "a break from us" and ross gives her a dirty look, walks out, and slams the fuckin door. nothing was even discussed. he just left. and then later he just hangs up on her, again, without discussing anything. WHAT A CHILD!!!!!!!!!!!

no joke. this makes me furious. like the ross and rachel we were on a break thing is a rage trigger for me. if ross legitimately thought they were on a break, if he legitimately thought that hooking up with chloe (or as he so callously calls her, the copy girl) would not an be issue because he and rachel were no longer (temporarily or otherwise) together, then he simply wouldn’t have hidden it from rachel. someone who feels they are truly in the right wouldn’t bother to expend the engery to lie about it.

but he does.

he literally hides chloe from rachel behind the door the morning after. some would argue that this was a poorly thought out, spur of the moment decision, which happened only because he was trying to spare rachel (his ‘ex’) from an awkward enounter. i don’t buy this, but fine, whatever. 

but then. he spends the rest of the episode frantically racing around, doing everything in his power to stop rachel from finding out he slept with another woman. his deception is calcuated because, whether they were actually on a break or not, ross felt like what he did was wrong and he didn’t want rachel to find out. daresay, ross felt like he cheated and wanted to hide it. maybe ross felt like they weren’t actually on a break and he betrayed rachel.

so what. in ross’ perfect world, he gets away with his plan and he and rachel ‘get back together’ and she never finds out about his indiscretion?!


ross is a scumbag, who knew, at the time, and the morning after that sleeping with someone other than rachel was not a cool thing to do. but he did it anyways and then spends 7 seaons whining because he got caught. 

i fucking hate that guy.

starforged  asked:

finnrey - accidental first date

“And we’re going to draw fire to the following locations-” Admiral Statura moved the markers on the war table. “Here, here, and here. Suppressing First Order forces is a secondary priority, the first being-”

Finn patted his hands against his pants. Most of the Resistance’s inner circle was seated around the war table, as briefings for one of their ground strikes was discussed. As Finn had become the de facto expert on First Order military operations, these sorts of events weren’t uncommon for him. Or Rey. Who was sitting right next to him, cradling her head in her hand and watching the markers move around with interest.

Finn swallowed. Okay. He could do this. He looked over at Poe, who was sitting with the rest of the pilots. It took Poe a second to feel his glance, but he looked up and met Finn’s intense stare with his own expression of confusion.

Finn tilted his head toward Rey. Now?

Poe’s brows drew together. What now?

Finn widened his eyes. The thing!

Poe’s eyebrows became even more intense. What thing– then lifted– ooooh that thing. The older pilot looked at Finn, then Rey, and Finn watched him give a slow, discreet thumbs-up.

Finn’s heart fluttered a little. Okay. Operation: Wingman’s Maneuver was green.

Rey shifted a little in her seat, straightening her posture. Finn took a moment to Calcuate. The Wingman’s Maneuver was a three-step process, as Poe had outlined for him a week ago. He could do it. Finn followed procedure:

Step one: yawn. Finn did. Admiral Statura sent him a glare of annoyance, but the irritation of admirals was small in the Bigger Picture.

Step two: extend arms in a stretching motion. There was a short gasp of pain on his left side. Finn might have clocked the guy on the ribs a little. 

Step three: release extended arm to rest around Priority: Rey’s shoulders and–

Rey looked up at him. Confusion lit her face, but then she smiled and leaned back against him a little. He couldn’t stop his larger, satisfied one.

Finn looked at Poe, who discretely rose a fist in victory.

Boom, nailed it.

anonymous asked:

you could benefit from putting a goddamnshirt on

okay omg i’m going to help you out here, because before you send me hate mail like this I REALLY need you to consider this:

*pulls out visor and a big ass printing calcuator*

I’m likely to respond to your shitty self hating ass message with some witty repartee — because that’s just the kind of gal I am — which will probably get me on average like what 35 notes? 

Which isn’t hella impressive, until I break it down like this: out of the 35 notes on average they’ll be what 5-10 reblogs, and from those reblogs 5 new followers — that’s in addition to the average of 20-25 new folllowers i get on this blog daily just for fucking existing — and let’s assume I posted a selfie that day? that’s at least 30 additional followers, and I’m being modest here with these numbers.  So what’s that 55-65 new followers, part of which you involuntarily helped contribute to?  At a modest — let me pull a hypothetical number here — 30% conversion rate, 17-20 of those new followers are likely to become new 000sportwear customers. At a $60 APC (Average Per Customer) rating I’m currently hitting …I will let you finish the math on that. :)

So to summarize, I’m literally getting paid off this shit. IM LITERALLY GETTING $$$$$$$$$$$ OFF THIS BLOGGING SHIT and you sending me messages about my weight or attitude or eyebrows, in which I know your intent is to hurt me, is actually helping me.

Essentially, I’ve monetized your hating and turned it into college tuition money!

So why did I post this if not just to brag? — we all know I’m not one for humility, probably part of the reason you so mad tbh — I wrote this so you can stay #woke because if you want my not so humble opinion, I think if you really want to hurt me in a way that actually matters, instead of shouting random words to my indestructible ego, (an ego which can’t even translate an insult to save its life,) I just think it probably wouldn’t be smart to be sending me so many opportunities to cash in off your self-hating ass. 

Unless of course you can figure out a way to at the very least, monetize off of your hating? Maybe start a hate blog about me? Get some Google Adsense $$ in? Sell some t-shirts? get a sponsor? Hell, I’ll even sponsor you! I support entrepreneurship! idk, these are just ideas!

These are just ideas!

Because even if you hate me, for whatever reason, I still want to see you win :) I still very much want to see you win :))))

okay I gotta go work now, I hope I opened your eyes to something bigger than me today. I hope you have a wonderful rest of your day! Please stay woke!