don't blame me for this one


Something I hate (love) is being in public, getting trapped into what you thought was just gonna be a nice little hug, until you realize that there are fingers spidering up your tummy and you’re pretty much stuck there to deal with it.

That shit fucks me up. In more ways than one.

…That is all, carry on

Something I’ve realised working in retail is that………..ppl just don’t fucking read……

tbh women who use feminism as a way to rationalize their shitty behavior are one of the main reasons that people nowadays are considering feminism a sexist movement

  • me: i'm so glad that twenty one pilots got popular. they finally have the recognition they deserve. i'm proud of my bean children for making it this far.
  • also me: i blame mainstream radio. all my problems are because of mainstream radio. why. why take away something so glorious and spoil it to mindless outsiders. why.
BTS' Complaints
  • Jin: "I just feel like no one truly appreciates my natural beauty. Like look at me. Do you understand how much work I don't do to look like this? Ultimate face goals, right?" *is talking to a statue* "You get me bruh. I appreciate that." *kisses statue*
  • J-Hope: "I love being ARMY's hope. I do. BUT WHO'S MY HOPE?! I HAVE NO HOPE." *single tear slides down cheek*
  • Rap Monster: "I'm the LEADER of this group. THE LEADER. So why don't any of those shits ever listen to me? I deserve more than this considering my status" *hair flip*
  • V: "But why was I called 'V'? Does it really mean victory? There are so many other things it could be instead. Vacuum, vegemite, va-" *gasps* "baNG PD-NIM, YOU SATAN."
  • Jungkook: "Dear Noonas. STOP CALLING ME OPPA. I'M NOT YOUR OPPA. I NEVER WAS YOUR OPPA. I NEVER WILL BE YOUR OPPA. I'M SORRY. Lots of love, Jungkook-ah. (<-- did you see the 'ah'? That's what you use... bye)"
Merthur AU

It’s the 1st anniversary of Merlin & Arthur’s wedding day. Merlin was hoping to celebrate it with his husband like a hopeless romantic he was, however Arthur had been sent on a one-week business trip to Berlin three days ago. So naturally, since they finished their skype call this evening, Merlin has been feeling a little bit sad and lonely. He doesn’t blame Arthur for not being there, Merlin understands the importance of this meeting. He just… misses him, genuinely. Well, that is until Arthur appears on their doorsteps 10 seconds later, surprising his husband with an early arrival. He couldn’t miss the nice, amorous evening full of dancing, cuddling and snogging with the man of his dreams, could he? Moreover, he knows what it means to Merlin, to his beautiful, shy, lovely Merlin.

Don’t Blame It On Me

Pairing: Sam x Reader
Summary: Sam saved the reader’s life and keeps in touch with her throughout the years
Word Count: 4333
Tags: Fluff, Smut, Angst
A/N: Written for @ilostmyshoe-79‘s 20K fic Challenge. Based on the song prompt Wild Heart by Stevie Nicks. This idea just came to me and I couldn’t get it out of my head. Wrote more angst than I anticipated, oopsie.


You eventually blamed yourself.

If only you didn’t have a stubborn dreamlike hope in your heart.
If only you moved on like any sensible person would.
If only you never answered your phone.

But they were your life choices and through it all you’d do it all over again.

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I just want to reiterate: The only thing that unified the people who voted for Trump was their proximity to (or identification with) whiteness.  White Latinx exist, anti-black poc exist, white identified black people exist, white women mainly voted for Trump, etc.  Do not start combing through minority groups and try to find the one to blame for this election like we did with Prop 8.  We cannot afford that kind of behavior now, remember that treating certain minorities like they are expendable is one reason why we’re in this position right now. 

Its better to organize and practice actual solidarity than it is to pay lip service to liberalism while we try to find who to throw under the bus. 

Can we talk about this scene? Okay, we all know this is a heartbreaking moment for everyone involved, but there is something that really stood out to me. The last thing Dean says to his mom is, “You’re home now,” which sets off the rest of the conversation. There is nearly four minutes after this where Mary continues to talk and then the episode ends, and Dean says absolutely nothing at all. Four minutes of no dialogue whatsoever on his part. Mary keeps explaining, leaving these long moments between sentences where she expects Dean to say something and he doesn’t, so she jumps in again and tries to explain more. When Sam finally interjects and asks what she means, it’s only after a quick look to Dean to realize he’s not going to do it. Even Sam is expecting him to say something, and he just doesn’t. This is so important to me. Can you recall a time in the series where Dean is in the shot for more than a few minutes and doesn’t say anything? Or a time when someone repeatedly trails off to let him respond and then he doesn’t? This is the first real time where we’ve seen Dean so thoroughly broken and upset that he physically doesn’t have words. He is rendered speechless. You can see it in the way he breathes, the way he audibly exhales in disbelief, the way he blinks in this quick progression as he processes what must feel like his heart being ripped out of his chest. He could beg his mom to stay. Plead with her. Tell her things will get better and everything will be okay. But he doesn’t. He doesn’t say anything at all. His mom waits for it. Sam waits for it (Sam, who knows him better than anyone else, waits for him to say something). And there’s nothing. No questions. No promises. No attempt to do anything at all to sway her decision. The last thing he says is, “You’re home now.”

Just so you all know. I’m McHanzo trash. I bought a Chai Tea Latte at the Sac Anime this weekend. I’m so sad because I couldn’t find a Fem Hanzo to give the second one too.

I love a lot of people who
can’t love me back; rejection
feels less personal when I
can blame something else for
it. Some people only need to
be hurt once to never get over
it - the truth is I never want
to be not loved again the way
you didn’t love me.
—  Rebeka Anne, from now on I’m in charge of who hurts me

The schism between your brow:
A truth never shared with your mouth.
Deep parting of the religion you claim
And the father you wanted to blame.
Lotions and creams won’t close
That ~ gap.





On your face.
(And it’s not your smile, babe)


Posters from the third and fourth Owari no Seraph season 2 DVD sets.

Feat. Guren Ichinose, Crowley Eusford, Mikaela Hyakuya, Yuuichiro Hyakuya, and Ferid Bathory.

I don’t remember who had asked for larger versions, but here you go <3