cause its the most wonderful thing

“Ever wonder why we go to school? Besides getting a so-called education. It’s not too obvious to most of you stupid fucks but for those who think a little more and deeper you should realize it. Its society’s way of turning all the young people into good little robots and factory workers. That’s why we sit in desks in rows and go by bell schedules, to get prepared for the real world cause “that’s what its like.” Well god damn it no it isn’t! one thing that separates us from other animals is the fact that we can carry actual thoughts. So why don’t we? People go on day by day routine shit. Why can’t we learn in school how we want to, why can’t we sit on desks and on shelves and put our feet up and relax while we learn? Cause that’s not what the “real world is like.” Well hey fuckheads, there is no such thing as an actual “real world.” Its just another word like justice, sorry, pity, religion, faith, luck and so on. We are humans, if we don’t like something we have the fucking ability to change! But we don’t, at least you don’t, I would. You just whine/bitch throughout life but never do a goddamn thing to change anything. “man can eat, drink, fuck, and hunt and anything else he does is madness”. Boy oh fuckin boy is that true.” - Eric Harris

Sometimes I think Eric was too smart for this world.

dokurochrome  asked:

The softest and most pure thing I've ever read oh my goshhh.. Okay but our favorite Extraforov wouldn't let Yuuri win so one night he stays up, its hard, but he stays up longer than Yuuri and, though it was planned, he understands the feels Yuuri had late at night that led to the tweets and of course, follows suit.


Yuuri stretched his arms above his head as he wondered into the kitchen to cook himself some breakfast.

It was a little after one in the afternoon, jetlagged having caused him to knock out early last night and sleep a little longer than normal.

Victor had already left for the rink, Yuri have requested (okay, demanded) Victor’s presence to help touch up his routine.

He opened the fridge to see what he could cook up, only to see a plate of sandwiches ready and waiting for him. A little note stuck onto the top addressed to him.

‘Rest up, my love. Can’t wait to see you later’

He couldn’t help the grin that spread across his lips as he grabbed the plate and took it to the dining table.

Yuuri sat down with his plateful of sandwiches before pulling out his phone and opened the twitter app.

He frowned slightly when he saw a number of notifications.

He felt his eyes widen at the number of twits he was tagged in before blushing when he started to read them.

Victor Nikiforov @v-nikiforov
@yuurikatsuki is the best fiancé ever!

Victor Nikiforov @v-nikiforov
I am insulted that you think this is payback for @yuurikatsuki declaration of love the other week

Victor Nikiforov @v-nikiforov
@phichit+chu YES!!! I have lots of cute photos of @yuurikatsuki
(photo attached)

Yuuri blushed at the photo of him sleeping, curled up around Makkachin.

Victor Nikiforov @v-nikiforov
I can’t wait to marry @yuurikatsuki, I would marry him today if @phichit+chu & @christophe-gc wouldn’t kill us for not inviting them.

Victor Nikiforov @v-nikiforov
is the love of my life. I can’t believe how lucky I am. I love you so much.

Victor Nikiforov @v-nikiforov
has the softest hair ever. Like, my favourite thing is to run my hand through it. 

Yuuri blushed brightly while quickly exited the app and pulling up Victor’s contact details and pushing the call button.

He needed to talk to his fiancé.

Needed to tell him he is a huge dork and he was utterly in love with him.

Twitter War AU



mongoose-bite  asked:

When the war ends a surprising number of galra apply for Earth residency; it's one of the few places in the galaxy basically untouched by the war, and it feels like a fresh start. Plus, the food is amazing. Vrepit Sal begs Hunk for a reference on his application.

niCE,,, i always see post voltron stories were there’s some kind of New Altea where most of the refugees go, it’s different to think of them heading back to earth. i wonder how humans would feel about that?? or how well they’d take the whole “oh hey,, aliens are real" thing but it sounds neat! its interesting to think of olkari helping to advance modern tech or random galra just like, taking the subway on their morning commute. i really like the concept of aliens just casually being part of human society, especially if most people are pretty cool with it. 

lmao, i hope lots of other aliens learn how to cook on earth too, cause they all deserve so much better than Food Goo 

Peace of Mind | Charles Xavier

Words: 2,157

Fandom: X-Men

Pairings: Charles Xavier x Reader

Warning(s): None, lots of fluff and a bitchy girl that reminds me of so many people I know and hate… 😂

Requested by: @marrvelle  How about a Charles Xavier x Reader where she’s stressed about school and finals and one day she has a panic attack and he finds her and calms her down which leads to some fluff and cuddling maybe? If you do write it can you please tag me in it? Thanks! 💖

A/N: Okay, so I just realized this might not be exactly what you asked for because you said panic attack but what I wrote about was basically an entire breakdown. I’m so sorry, I could totally do another one though if this isn’t what you wanted. It just took me forever to finish and now that I’ve realized I don’t have the hurt to start over. Let me know though! 💘

P.S. It’s so long, OMG! I’m so sorry!

It was ridiculous, it really was; how this whole thing started. Everything used to be blissful for you in the mansion until that one particular evening when the incident occurred.

Being too young to actually teach anyone, you could only contribute so much by helping the others in their classes. Whether that meant rewriting notes for Hank’s absurd experiments or simply wheeling Charles around the school, you were more than happy to help. You were aware those few tasks were nothing special, but you liked to believe you helped.

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anonymous asked:

your art is the most amazing thing I've seen omg and it's so funny and perfect and I'd love to meet you someday cause you seem like a wonderful human being ahh 💕

sdkjgksg aNON OMG I’m so flattered right now ahhhhhhh ;///////////;

why do people say ‘welcome to the real world’, or ‘this is real life’. like when you are finishing school when ur 18 the rhetoric is now its over, the real life is beginning”
but then its 30s and ur expected to settle down and live a ‘real life’ because in your 20′s supposedly you were not in a real world 
then in ur  40s something different is expected of you and thats when people usually say ‘well this is life’, like it didnt exist before, like we dont think life actually exists til we have certain things or know certain things. but i am wondering this cause im watching my daughter live life, in an enchanting and inspiring way, exploring and laughing and playing with everything and eating everything, that is pure life… that is the experience of life in its most pure and beautiful, actual form, why would anybody want to lose that magic touch, but apparently this isnt a real world, none of its real until you have this mundane job and a semblance of a relationship and you pay taxes, thats the real life,  so it will have to be disciplined out of her so they say, so she won’t believe delirious things like the world is magical or that people are good, the real world is scary and everybody is against you, i dont think that is real life, those are motions without spirit, in all your living you forget to live

anonymous asked:

Kind of slighty anoyed with de top/bottom thing here. I LOVE they switch, i think is one example of what a wonderful, trusting, deep relationship they have. Also, stealing Viktor the amazing opportunity of enyoing Yuuri all hot and slighty bossy and full of Eros? Not happening! Viktor would be the most offended of all them, hc about how much he loves it tough it's not as common cause Yuuri's preferences, but when it happens... oh man, it makes Viktor's week/month/year! Happy bday, love u!!

I definitely think they would enjoy switching which is part of the reason they open up the conversation to it in umfb&mha and I am excited to write bottom!Viktor in the extra scenes fic because it’ll be a challenge as a writer to try something new but also will let me explore their relationship once it has settled down and a different side to Viktor as a character 

anonymous asked:

hi hi hi, i was wondering if you would maybe delete the photo set w/ the guy asking people who follow you not to interact with him? It's sorta causing him a panic attack, and like, as a close friend of his, i hate to see him in this state. I understand he hasn't necessarily said the nicest things about you, but your art for the most part gives him panic attacks for certain reasons and just, aw man,,

i didnt even say the url but dude that guy has like dozens of posts saying im a horrible person when the only reason they dont like me is because i draw davekat?? 

hell if they dont want to see me or untagged art on their dash they can install tumblr savior, add my url and presto my dude im gone from their life

theragnarokd  asked:

rinch, “Stay there. I’m coming to get you.”

From: One Hundred Ways to Say ‘I Love You’. (83)

As we all know, I can’t do drabbles. (also i did have a minor freak out cause DANA PROMPTED ME. I really hope you like it. I felt like I was writing the most overused trope to ever trope)

Rinch. Hurt/comfort. Reese!whump.

John stirs, a groan spilling from his lips. The first thing he registers is pain. Everywhere. Having no memory of how he got here, he tries to focus on his surroundings. It’s difficult to open his eyes, his vision blurry. He wonders why everything is so dark, panicking for a moment, before realizing its night.

The next thing he registers is the smell. He is apparently lying in a dumpster.

And just like that, he remembers what happened. A Number. An amateur gang. Getting caught. The gang deciding they couldn’t risk him being a cop and beating him up. If John has to guess, he would say they probably panicked after hitting him too hard on the head, and decided to dump him here. Wanting to get away from the smell, and slightly concerned about what the rotting food and the insects might do to his open wounds, he tries to sit up but groans again. He’s sure he has broken at least one bone.

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here he is (cause im weak ;v;) his name is mocho

Some info on him

  • contents of his cup (peppermint stick/peppermint pieces/peppermint candy, chocolate, whipped cream, caramel, coffee (mocha which by itself has chocolate and sugar in it), creamer/ milk(no sugar cause i mean at this point its 90%sugar from everything else) 
  • hes childish
  • very hyper
  • (funfact i have 3 other color pallets cause i wanted to use black and mint green but this ended up looking better)
  • instead of guns for hands his is a laser (like the ones that can cause things to combust) (this is a reference to the fact he has a partial cat design)
  • (cat ear shape and the handle is the tail)
  • always in a constant state of sugar rush
  • younger than most others mentally
  • childlike wonder ™
  • the name mocho is a mix of the word mocha and coco (that i came up with is 6 second cause he needed a name ;-;)
  • hes a sweet heart!

i hope you like him (as hes still in his early stages) and dont worry ill be getting back to drawing art for other people just wanted to make an oc!

anonymous asked:

Talking about cunts. How would you deal with giant labia. I'm even thinking about getting surgery in a few years because I feel like they're getting bigger and bigger. They're annoying because they barely fit in underwear and are kinda visible. And they're touching my thighs and I ??? Don't like it

i like the beginning to this message haha. but seriously, i wonder how much of your distorted viewpoint on your body comes into this compared to how it actually is? i mean, does it impact you physically for example, cause you pain? To remind you, your body is normal and healthy. its normal to have big labia, ok?!  i remember a few years ago i FREAKED out about my labia and cried and thought no one would ever want to have sex with me, no one could see me!!!! no one would ever get turned on by me oh gosh!!! (i was wrong, v wrong haaha) but the thing is most of us have gone through this. your body is beautiful and true. you how are you are and that is magic. check out this blog: i recommend browsing the pictures. we all look different down there and that is ok. we are not made to be neat and tidy and plastic looking, we are human, squishy in places, floppy in others, soft and gentle and also rough and rugged in others. i respect people who chose to get surgery but also it saddens me, because how much of it is societies creation of the vision of ‘perfection’ that forces people to feel they need to adapt their beautiful selves to feel comfortable to live. we are beautiful as we are freakish and wild and untamed. why should our bodies be small and neat. at the end of the day our lives are chaotic. our bodies fit this, we change and we grow and this is beautiful. i wouldn’t ever think someones body was ugly. not that that is the point. we want to feel comfortable in ourself, but maybe if we work on our perpection of body and what it means to occupy space we can feel fufilled to be us. no one else is you. no one else looks like you. embrace being magical and you. not all  labia are not meant to be hidden. u are lovely as you are you. i hope one day you can understand this. i hope that you chose not to get surgery, maybe. you are beautiful

okay, but I saw Wonder Woman today and my heart literally crushed when Diana told Steve that Ares must be real, must be behind it all, because if he’s not it means people are doing this horrible things driven by themselves only. The killing and all the evil. The way she says it, with despair and utter sadness. 

and man, it’s speaks to me so much. ‘cause look around the mess we’re all now, do you see any gods among us? 

anonymous asked:

From 1 to 10 how angsty is A Breach of Trust? I'm sensitive and angst makesme depressed, so i've been wondering if it's worth reading.

All you need to know to answer that question is the Plot Summary:

“This is a world in which Mob and Reigen’s paths have never crossed, in which 10-year-old Mob found psychic guidance in the form of the aging, retired tv personality Keiji Mogami, in which Reigen followed through on his plans to close the Spirits and Such Agency, in which a cruel twist of Mob’s powers forces him to confront how dangerous he really is.

10 year old Shigeo Kageyama has vanished, his trail instantly cold, and his case gathers dust in police archives as a kidnapping never solved. Four years pass before a chain of events causes his path to cross with that of the despondent, unfulfilled fake-psychic-turned-fake-investigator, Arataka Reigen. Reigen finds himself in over his head caring for an escaped victim of abuse who, for reasons unfathomable, has been taught to believe his very existence is a horrifically dangerous thing…”

It’s a solid 11.

quite possibly the worst thing i've submitted to this blog.

*Ash gazes out the window during class. His eyes are deep in thought.*

Lana: Gee, Ash has been quiet for quite some time, now…

Mallow: It looks like he’s caught up in something pretty important.

Kiawe: I wonder what’s on his mind that’s causing him to think this hard… ?

Ash *thinking*: do you know what my favourite thing to do is, in minecrap? i love building bricks with minecrap. building bricks  with minecrap is the best thing.and the most amount of fun you can have while playing an app!!!1! i understand why all the kids are playing this game these days:it’s because they like to build brown bricks with minecrap. i also like to build brown bricks with minecrap. its the most fun, you can  p a w s i b l y  have!!!!!!11!!!!

(the source is cinemasscare, just in case anyone is wondering)

I’ve Been Waiting

If Cas had ejected Lucifer in 11.18… 

“What’s that look for?” Dean asks through a mouthful, eyeing Cas over his burger. 

A hint of a smirk graces Cas’ lips. “What look?”

“Don’t go pretendin’ to be innocent,” Dean bumps his boot against Cas’ dress shoe. “Tell me.”

“It’s nothing,” his best friend insists, though the light dancing in his blue eyes tells another story.

“Okay, then,” Dean says, unconvinced.

He takes another humongous bite from his burger and shoves a couple of fries into his mouth as well. Humming, he chews slow to savour the taste. It’s a pretty damn good meal. It’s been a pretty damn good day so far, in fact.
This morning Sam had tromped into the kitchen, sniffling and croaky. Dean had taken one look at him and went nope! No way I’m spending time in the car with Sneezy!

The previous night, they had planned to check out a lead for a hunt. A run-down house at Junction City, not too far away, had been swallowing up a few daring, but stupid, teenagers. Sipping his coffee, observing Sam and the trail of tissues that follows him – Dean had considered not going, period.
But then, he had heard the quiet but determined “I’ll go with you,” from Cas. 

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honey moon w/brad

A/N: this was a requested smut by anon asking for smut in a weird place (; 

you and brad where on your way to your honeymoon in paris through plane and you couldn’t be more excited. brad had a private flight organized and you were more than suprised to say the least. “ BRAD. you did not need to do this!” you said in an excited tone. “only the best for my beautiful wife” he said sweetly kissing you. “this is crazy, i cant believe were actually married” you said breathless. “i know, howd i get so lucky” he said now looking into your eyes holding both of your hands in his. “i should be asking you that” you said smiling slightly laughing. “were going to paris, holy shit” you said when it really hit you. “yes babygirl, yes we are. now come on, lets get on the plane.” he said pulling you onto the plane finding your first class styled seats, the two of you fitting in one big comfy seat. with a closing curtain for privacy and whatnot. you sat next to brad and cuddled next to brad before the flight started and stayed there in content.

soon the flight started and brad and yourself started to watch a movie together, after maybe two movies you fell asleep in brads arms making him smile down at you and tucking your hair behind your ear. you were asleep for about a half hour before brad began to hear muffled moans leave your lips, causing him to wonder a bit. he tried to not let his mind wander to sexual thoughts because the two of you were in fact on an airplane and its not the most sane thing to do right now. he heard his name escape your lips a few times, and he was trying really hard to control himself from getting turned on in that moment. as time went on you got more and more into your dream and began lightly pressing your hips to his thigh. “oh fuck, i cant do this” brad mumbled running his hands up and down your side. he began to kiss your jaw leading down to the base of your neck until your eyes fluttered open humming in appreciation. he smirked down at you kissing your shoulder driving you crazy making you run your hands up and down his back. “was my princess having a naughty dream?” he said in your ear turning you on more than you were already turned on. “mmhh,” you said playing with his hair. “would you like to tell me about this dream, hm?” he said as slow as possible. “well, you were there, and you eat me out right on the plane and then you taught me how to ride you and you made my body feel amazing” you said getting lost in thought. “you know baby, i can make that dream an actual memory” he said before kissing you deeply on the lips. “mmmh, please brad” you whined.

he started of just simply making out with you on top of him, some grinding involved but more kissing and touching than grinding. he slid his hands underneath your shirt pulling it over the top of your head exposing you in your bra to him. he ran his fingers over your stomach and your bra straps pulling your bra off, automatically attaching his lips to your chest teasing you to no end. “shit, brad don’t tease me” you said pulling his hair. “shh, princess be patient.” he chuckled leading his hands down to your sweatpants pulling them down and feeling you through your underwear. “baby you’re so wet” he said in your ear while playing with your clit. he pulled your underwear fully off and you stopped for a second. “now something isnt right here bradley” you teased running your hands underneath his shirt pulling it off of his body causing him to laugh a little at your comment. he unbuckled his jeans and pulled them off semi relieving his bulge. “there we go” you giggled pulling him in to kiss you. “okay babygirl i want you to sit on my face” you looked at him weird for a second. “really” you asked already straddling his stomach. “yes baby please, itd be so hot” he said with his hands having a firm grsp on your ass. you moved your hips right over his face before he attatched his lips to you where you needed him most. the more he got into it the more his name left your mouth as you began to rock your hips a bit. “shit brad im cumming” you moaned. “yes baby, cum all over my face” he said into your core making you crash into such an intense orgasm you didnt know what was happening. “holy shit” you said breathless. “that was fucking hot” brad said whiping his face.

“now are you gonna be a good girl and ride me princess?” he said sitting up and taking his underwear off and grabbed a condom. “mhhm maybe” you teased taking the condom from his hands. you pumped his cock a few times before sliding on the condom hearing him groan from the simple pleasures of your hand. you stood up and began to straddle his waist teasing yourself with his tip. “please baby dont tease me, i need you so bad” he moaned in your ear. you slid your self on him making yourself moan a little, from the new introduced angle. “yes, just like that babygirl” he said encouraging you to keep going. you ground your hips into him multiple times earning groans from both you and brad. “fuuckkk, baby im so fucking close” he said in your ear. you rode out both of your orgasms and was in pure bliss. you sat down next to him and took a breath trying to catch your breath. “that was, just. wow, holy fuck” you said with no words. “was it what you dreamt it to be babe” he said cuddling you. “way fucking better” you said still dumbfounded. “by the way that so doesnt count as honey moon sex my darling” he said sweetly kissing your cheek. you had a blanket over the two of you as you were interrupted by the stewardess.

“hi- oh i didnt mean to- just the plane is landing now and i thought id let the two of you know” he said quickly before leaving. you and brad looked at each other in silence before bursting out laughing leaning into him. “that was so embarrassing” you laughed, “eh he’ll get over it” brad laughed starting to put clothes back on.

Rules of a supernatural fangirl
  • Rule one: the words " Salt, profound,bond,lost,shoe,Tuesday, Thursday, Chevy,Idjits and Assbutt " are triggers in no particular order.
  • Rule two: Dean is squirrel, Sam is moose, Cas is the baby in a trechcoat. No ifs ands or buts about it and we all agree.
  • Rule three: Don't hate on the actors, seriously, keep your opinions about the hate to yourself.
  • Rule four: Dean's eyes are "fan fiction" green, Cas' eyes are the bluest blue to ever ocean/sky/jewle-tone sheets blue, and Sam is a moose.
  • Rule five: SAM IS AMAZING. Don't care, you love all those damn characters equally.
  • Rule six: miss luci.
  • Rule seven: saying "see you then" is like opening a can of worms, don't do it.
  • Rule eight: SHIP WHAT YOU WANT!! whether wincestiel, destiel, samstiel, sabriel, wincest, some other thing probably involving Chuck...Bobby and Crowley or all three.... You do it! Kink it up, make it meta, you do you boo.
  • Rule nine: it's unspoken but we're pretty sure Chuck being God isn't just a headcanon anymore.
  • Rule ten: miss the Erick Kripkie show run days, those were the good ones.
  • Rule eleven: Don't cause shit, this fandom has enough problems, just have fun. Lord help you if you disagree with a headcanon or have a canon complaint.
  • Rule twelve: WE ALL HAVE CANON COMPLAINTS, and deep down we all love demon!Dean.
  • Rule thirteen: Jensen is COVERED in freckles and its a miracle to the universe.
  • Rule fourteen: bow down to cockles because we all know we're cockles trash.
  • Rule fifteen: J2M is the most precious thing in life, remember this always.
  • Rule sixteenth: Misha has wondering hands, and always watch the gag reel.