damn i hated him

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you haven’t changed one bit since the last time i saw you crawling from the ruins of la Bastille

Dear Genji mains...

As a Mercy main I believe many of you don’t spam healing. There are many (toxic/trolls) players that don’t specifically use genji to spam healing even if they don’t need it. I realized that most of you Genji mains have a reputation ruined because of memes :’) but I will heal you when I see your hp low or when you tell me to do so once. Also after healing just say “Thank you” (it’s not hard to be thankful) that’s all what healers ask for. ♡

Originally posted by nanoboosts

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Joji giving Flint a run for his money and going down Like A Boss  (ಥ﹏ಥ)

you don’t have to be a jackson stan to be worried about him and see that he deserves so much better. he doesn’t have to be your bias for you to see all the hate he gets for literally everything he does and how he gives everything he has (and more) for us fans and got7 …

he’d literally sacrifice himself for got7 and us fans and yet some people have the nerve to blame it on him or to say jackson stans are overdramatic when they’re more than right speaking up about the unfairness?!

Jackson isn’t my bias but i’m worried shitless about him sometimes because he’s too kindhearted for a world like this and some of these “”“"fans”“”“ don’t give a single shit about his health or the sacrifice he’s constantly making for us and his group.

He’s one of the most caring, thoughtful, genuine, empathetic and smart people I know and he really makes the industry (and world!!) a better place for so many people… and yet he gets so much shit and taken for granted !??

Spiritworker PSA

Recently I’ve heard several stories of people having issues with a certain goetic demon (number 39 or Mlphs). I honestly didn’t pay any attention to it due to the fact that I 1). Don’t work with goetic demons 2). Know that it’s common for people to assume all demons are evil. 3). Work with demons and try to give everyone the benefit of the doubt

However, I learned the hard way that the stories going around about this entity were not being overly dramatized. I don’t want to give too much detail as some of the information is not mine to share but what happened is:

I was doing a reading for someone when he showed up. He demanded that information be passed on to the person I was doing the reading for, and has harassed them before (I did not know this at the time). Although he did far more than just make demands and mess with my pendulum. He drained me of my energy to the point that I had a hard time moving for at least 10-15 minutes after he left. To make matters worse he also left a gigantic, nasty parasite in my energy system. It took the help of a god to yank the parasite out and I am still recovering from it.

This demon showed up of his own accord, I did not summon or call for him, in order to not just mess with me but the person I was doing a reading for. He made demands, tried to use me to harass the person I was doing a reading for, drained my energy, left me with a huge parasite problem, and threatened my companions.  ON TOP OF THAT, he later intimidated another spirit I knew but did not work with into delivering a message along the lines of “hey I can really mess you up, work with me or else.”

Guys please, I’m not telling you who you can and cannot work with, but if this spirit shows up check yourself for parasites, cleanse yourself & your space, if you can call for help, and put up as many wards as you can. He shouldn’t be trusted and does NOT have your best interest in mind.

Kim Namjoon: Narcissus

Genre: Smut 
Pairing: Kim Namjoon/Reader
Warnings: Supernatural sexy times, body swap, body possession, slight nipple play, mentions of collars, fingering, blowjobs, thigh riding, come marking, dirty talk

Un-Beta’d

God, I am so sorry (I’d never written smut until 2 days ago so this is a tragedy) (I was also stoned at the time of writing and editing so it might not even make sense… ay lmao) Feel free to yell at me about this filth, my ask is always open!

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Ok i have so many feels about 3x18 and I’m kinda overwhelmed rn but I have to vent so here it is…

“I’m putting my life in your hands. I trust you, Julian.” Guys, these are not some insignificant, inconsequential words thrown out there. This is quite heavy. When someone tells you they’re putting their life in your hands, you feel responsible for their wellbeing in a way cisco and barry standing to the side and biting their lips in worry won’t ever do.

It doesn’t matter that they knew Caitlin far longer than julian did, and it’s not even that Julian is obviously in love with Caitlin which, going by how barry has been taking every damn decision in his life with regard to Iris, will make him behave less rationally and more emotionally. It is simply the fact that Julian feels responsible for Cait’s life, and if anything happens to her, it is Julian who will end up having the worst case of self-loathing and an unredeemable sense of failure. It is easy for Cisco to make a half-assed attempt to stop Julian from removing the necklace cuz he’s not feeling directly responsible for Caitlin’s life, but Julian doesn’t have that luxury. All he’s thinking at that moment is, ‘she trusted me with her life. She trusted me to save her. I can’t just let her die. I have to do something!’

“If you hit them, there’s a good chance I go into shock.” “Shock?” when he says that word, it is obvious that he is practically going into shock himself. Caitlin is putting him under a lot of stress and pressure by letting him know any slight wrong move would end up killing her, thus, in a way making everyone forget that it was actually Kadabra, and by extension Joe, who led to her predicament in the first place and if she dies it’s on them, not on Julian. A lot of pressure not just for someone who’s not operated on anyone in his entire life, but also someone who has deep feelings for her and her wellbeing matters to him more than anybody else’ in his life at the time.

“You are immensely brave.” Julian says to Cait, but I think if anyone had been ‘immensely brave’ during this whole episode, it was Julian who realized that he might be the only one ‘brave’ enough to operate on Cait even tho he had no idea what he was doing. Caitlin was trying to save her own life, she can be brave while doing that but it’s not like being brave while trying to save someone else’ life. That’s what I call ‘immense bravery’ worthy of praise.

Julian took off the necklace while I think it should’ve been Cisco to take on that responsibility. Don’t tell me Cisco would’ve let Cait die because that’s what a ‘true’ friend would’ve done. I mean, if Iris were to tell Barry to cease all his efforts to save her and let the future happen, would you expect Barry to respect her wish? And let’s not forget that the show has essentially given Barry the easy way out by NOT making Iris put him in that situation, so that any mistake he makes is forgivable because Iris is the one asking him to do anything he can to save her.

I’m not sure how some of you guys can come to the conclusion that Julian has been the selfish one. I mean, from my perspective he was probably the most selfless one in everything that he’s ever done. Caitlin was selfish for dumping all this responsibility on him to save her life, Cisco was selfish for not taking any part in that responsibility, Joe was selfish for releasing Kadabra to save his own daughter, Cynthia was selfish for making Kadabra’s arrest a personal revenge and not thinking of a way to cooperate with team flash, Iris was selfish for telling Barry they couldn’t let Kadabra go until they learned who Savitar was, and Barry was selfish for making Iris’ life the only life that is worth protecting. And let’s not forget, when everyone was angsting over who savitar is and how iris was possibly going to die in 2 months, Julian was the only one sitting by Cait’s bed, making sure she was going to pull through this. I actually wish Julian was selfish, maybe then he’d start taking better care of himself when no one else (not even the audience) cares much about what he’s going through.

hey, so, quick question:

why is it that when dean is being mocked, belittled, verbally torn apart, or violently beaten into hamburger meat by a loved one the fandom jumps to romanticize it by calling it “tough love” and acting like he “needed” it…

…but when dean so much as expresses a negative emotion regarding other people’s bad decisions or a dislike of the way he’s being treated, the fandom instantly labels him “a whiny hypocrite” or “abusive”

???????????????????

┏┓ in
┃┃╱╲ this
┃╱╱╲╲  house
╱╱╭╮╲╲  we respect
▔▏┗┛▕▔     Nagai Kei
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I’ll do anything.

Young Justice Batmom: Part 8

AN: It has been forever and a day since I last updated this. I love how it turned out and I’m happy this got voted number one! For those of you who don’t know I held a poll on twitter to decide which series update I should post to day and YJ Batmom won! Make sure to follow me on twitter for more polls, and previews! Click Here to go to my twitter!

This chapter is dedicated to @audreythetealovingcat she’s been working on some super top secret stuff for me, and It’ll be going live soon! Thank you again so much, you continue to astound me!

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7


    You complete the obstacle course without throwing up, which in your book… is a win. Especially since you’d thrown up the last two times you’d done it. If your father could see you now he’d be screaming.

           Years of physical training had gone down the drain in the years since you’d left your father’s organization and married Bruce. You’d never thought you’d have to fight again, and yet … here you were.

           “You’re getting better.”

           You crack open an eye to stare at your son, he’s balancing on his hands, on top of a ball. For a minute, you consider the possibility of him being part seal. You dismiss this as you heave your upper body into a sitting position. “I’m too old for this stuff.”

           Dick cracks a grin, “You’re in your twenties.”

           You nod, “My point exactly. That, and the fact that my husband is a task master.”

           Your eyes slide over to your husband. He’s standing in the corner writing notes on a clipboard. He glances at you for a second before writing something else down. Then without looking at you he says, “You’re the one who wanted to get back in fighting shape. I told you I wouldn’t go easy on you, and compared to Ra’s, I’m a freaking walk in the park. Now then, let’s go again.”

           You stare at him, “I want a divorce.”

           Dick slumps onto your back, and wraps his arms around your neck, before asking, “I can live with you, right? And Alfred will come with us, right?”

           Bruce smiles at the two of you before dropping the clipboard and rushing both of you. It’s instinct that has you hopping to your feet. Dick’s legs wrap around your waist, and then you’re running.

           You’re at the disadvantage, and you know it. You’re out of shape, and carrying a thirteen-year-old boy on your back. It’s honestly amazing that you last as long as you do. Bruce takes both of you down while taking the brunt of the fall.

           The three of you collapse in a laughing heap and just lay there. Dick is sandwiched in-between the two of you when he laughs, “We should do this more often.”

           You sigh, “Some families do a game night.”

           Bruce and Dick look at each other for a minute before shaking their heads and saying, “Nah.”

           You roll your eyes and hop to your feet, “Well I am going to go take a shower.”

           Bruce sits up, “What are you talking about, you still have laps to do. You didn’t beat your obstacle course time.”

           You glare at him, “You want to go back to being a billionaire playboy, don’t you?”

           “If he knows what’s good for him, he won’t even entertain that thought.” Alfred says as he enters the gym. “I worked long and hard to put the idea of lifelong companionship in his mind, and I refuse to go back to bimbos walking around in his dress shirts.”

           You glance at your husband, “When the hell did that happen? We got together when we were twenty. After you’d been training for two years.”

           Bruce winces, “I was sixteen, and he was supposed to be gone for the entire weekend.”

           Alfred rolls his eyes, “Like I was going to be that stupid.”

           You stare at your husband, and he stares back, before he says, “How about I forget about the laps, and we stay married.”

           You smile, “Okay, but only for Alfred’s sake.” You lean down and kiss your husband, when you pull back you whisper in his ear, “And maybe a bit for my own as well.”

           He pulls you back down for another kiss, before whispering, “Do you want some company?”

           You glance over at Dick who’s on the parallel bars, “Well we certainly wouldn’t be missed.”

           You grin at each other when the alarm goes off. He growls and you frown. Dick dismounts and simply says, “Let’s go guys.”

    You and Dick head straight for the Mountain while Bruce changes into his gear. You don’t bother with the mask or changing. At this point, the secret’s out, and you could not care less. You watch your son spar with Kaldur, and you find the Artemis at your side a moment later.

    “Hi Mrs. Wayne.”

    You smile at the girl, “Hello, Artemis.”

    The archer smiles back, “Why do you look like you’ve spent the morning getting your butt kicked.”

    You sigh, “Because I live with bullies, and I am waaay out of practice.”

    Artemis chuckles and takes a seat next to you, “So it’s possible to lose the skills, then?”

    You shrug, “I wish that were the case. Instead it seems to be more along the lines of they’re in hibernation. Then I find myself pinned and they seem to wake up a little at a time, and then my body just moves.”

    “Self preservation wins out.”

    You nod, “It would seem so.”

    There’s a moment of silence before she asks, “So does this mean you’re joining the Team or the League?”

    You snort out a laugh, “Neither. I’m a reserve member. I only go if they need me.”

    “Do you have a costume?”

    Your eye twitches, “I don’t do tights.”

    She laughs as Bruce enters, and you follow the kids to the command center. By the end of the briefing your eye is twitching, and you’re radiating anger. No one seems willing to approach you, with the exception of Bruce, and even he seems hesitant.

    “Y/N,” He says slowly.

    “Don’t you dare try to keep me from going, Bruce Wayne.” He winces at the use of his name.

    He tries again, “Y/N…”

    “I hate that damn clown, I hate him with everything I have. He needs to be put down, and I don’t want my kids near him.” Bruce stares at you, and your eyes narrow, “What?”

    “Two things. One we don’t kill, and two when did we get ‘kids’? Last time I checked we had a kid. Singular, not plural.”

    You roll your eyes, “The minute I became den mother those kids became ours. I’ve already dealt with the Joker hurting Dick once, I refuse to see it happen again.”

    “He knows the risk. We all do.”

    “He’s thirteen Bruce.”

    “And what could you do at thirteen?”

    “That’s a different situation.”

    “How?”

    “I was raised by an immortal psychopath who thought it was fun to pit his children against each other.”

    Bruce hesitates for a minute, “What would you suggest?”

    “Send two of the League with them, and I can help the League.”

    Bruce stares at you, “You’ve only been training for …”

    “My whole life Bruce. I’ve been training for my entire life. I’m rusty, I won’t deny that, but I can help take down some plants.”

    He stares at you in contemplation, before sighing. Then he lifts his finger to his earpiece and says, “There’s been a change of plans, Hell Cat and I are going with the Team.” There’s a moment of silence before he barks back, “Of course I’m sure. I’d be next to useless against giant plants. Batman out.”

    You smile at him before leaning in to kiss him, “I’ll go suit up.”

    Dick is less thrilled than you are by the news. “I can’t believe my parents are going on a mission with me! I’m thirteen, I don’t need a babysitter.

    You scoff from your seat in the bio ship, “Richard Grayson, get your temper tantrum under control now, or you can wait in the ship.”

    His head turns to stare at you with the use of his full name, “MOM!”

    You raise an eyebrow, and stare back before he relents and slumps into his seat, “Let’s get one thing straight. The minute I became den mother you all became my kids. This mission is an active fight against high level villains, and I’ll be damned if I let some stupid clown hurt my kids.”

    The kids turn to face you, a bit surprised by your declaration, but no one protests. There’s several moments of silence before Bruce says, “Looks like your days of being an only child are over kid.” There’s a stunned silence before the ship bursts out in laughter.

    The mission is hard, and by the end you want nothing to do with swamps, bugs, or plants ever again. In fact, you’re even considering sabotaging Alfred’s ficus. But you consider it worth it to see Bruce punch out the clown, especially after he went after your baby with a knife.

    “Wow those mosquitos really did a number on you.” Artemis smirks.

    You try to resist the urge to scratch one of the numerous bites on your skin, “Yeah, I can’t leave the house without being doused in bug spray during the summer. Mosquitoes flock to me.”

    “You need a better suit.”

    “Oh, I have ideas for that!” M’Gann calls from the other side of the room. And before you know it the rest of the kids are all pitching in their ideas, before Kaldur says loudly, “Perhaps we should let our mother have some say.”

    You blink owlishly for a moment before, M’Gann says, “Well, Mom?”

    Artemis nudges you with her elbow, “Aunt Y/N?”

    Wally and Dick grin at you, and then Conner too asks, “Mom?”

    You glance at Bruce over their heads and he smiles at you. Smiling you open your arms and say, “We’ll talk about it later. For now, group hug!”

    Then you’re surrounded by your kids. You glance at Dick who’s hanging off your back, and he simply smiles and says, “I guess we’re one big happy family now.”

    You smile and say, “You’re still my baby.”

    He just groans.

anonymous asked:

miyakage is even more abusive then oikage congrats you played yourself bitch