Someone recently bought something from me and asked how long the item gonna reach their place and if I offer express shipping. I said no and it might take 1-2 weeks to reach their place.
They were shocked and asked where the hell I live. I told them the answer and that they should’ve known that if they check my store FAQ carefully. I ended up getting lectured that my reply was ‘curt’ and that they’re a busy person and have 5 children with a husband working for Disney and I’m just ??????
What if I told you guys that even as a trans guy, I don’t wear my binder during sex? That I sometimes skipped binding on hot days because I overheat easily and could literally die. That I am okay being topless in front of my close friends. AND HO GET READY FOR THE BIG ONE. That I still cosplay female characters even after coming out.
Does that make you uncomfortable? I’m sorry, but that’s my life.
Saying that trans guy has to be dysphoric 24/7 in order to be considered valid is just as bad as when cis people say that you have to try and pass or you have to get top/bottom surgery. Both are equally unwarranted and disgusting. It also once again gives into the sexism against ftm who constantly have to prove themselves because god forbid they do anything slightly feminine (like let’s say, pose sexily in women’s clothing, binder or not) and are suddenly thrown under the bus for “not being real men”.
Wanna know what gives me dysphoria? When you guys call me lazy because I chose to skip binding on a hot day. When you guys think it’s weird and “kinda gross” that I still will put on the female cosplays. When you guys tell me maybe I would pass more if I didn’t have colored hair, wore makeup, or constantly showed off my curves.
You don’t get to dictate our lives or how we feel. As for my fellow trans men who do struggle with dysphoria and don’t like seeing these kinds of behaviors those like me, YOU can surround yourself with the things YOU need to get by, just as I and other trans guys will do. Unfollow, block, ask for content to be tagged, have a discussion instead of a screaming contest, IT REALLY ISN’T THAT HARD.
But sure, just keep ruining someone’s life by threatening their career, misgendering them and sending them death threats that’s cool
Headcanon. I don’t even know how this appeared in my head, it just did. JK is a friend of Jimin’s brother and is terrible at math. Jimin helps him with math and he keeps being a lil shit until Jimin stops studying with him… It’s nothing much, but maybe someone will like it. :)
• „Okay now, do this equation – number five on the second page,” Jimin
quickly runs his eyes over the textbook in front of him and waits for Jungkook
to scribble down the numbers.
• Jungkook’s not moving in a slight way and
glares at Jimin. “There’s no need. I won’t do any more exercises.”
• Jimin sighs. For almost two hours he
tried to go over the math with Jungkook, and for almost two hours Jungkook
tortured him the same way as he always does when they study alone. He was
supposed to help both his little brother Jihyun and Jungkook, his brother’s
best friend. But once again, Jihyun went on a date with his new girlfriend and
left him all alone with this little punk. It was true that Jihyun didn’t need
Jimin’s help as much as Jungkook – he was passing all his tests and improved
significantly ever since Jimin took his time to help him with everything.
Still, Jimin wished he was here, because in his presence Jungkook behaves more
like a person than just an ass.
• Jimin stares right back at Jungkook,
trying to control his irritation. Jungkook was just two years younger than
Jimin, celebrating his sixteen birthday month ago, yet Jimin would swear he’s
thirteen, tops. “I don’t care, Jungkook. But did you at least understand what
we practiced today?”
• Jungkook’s lips curls in a grimace and he groans. “No. No,
because I hate fuckin’ math. And I hate you.” Jimin just rolled his eyes, same
old song. “I don’t understand how Jihyun can live with you in one house! How
can he even like you! You’re so annoying,” he huffs.
• Jimin is still watching him, now little disappointed,
because really? Nothing fresh to use to insult him? He heard this one – about his
brother and living under one roof – many times before.
• “It’s a good idea, Jimin,” his mother
said. “You will help Jihyun and Jungkook can learn, too! He’s such a sweet boy.”
Sweet boy his ass. Jungkook acted like sweet little angel every time he visited
their house with Jihyun. Jimin’s parents loved him. Hell, even Jimin loved him
at first those years ago when he met him for the first time. Jungkook was just
cute. And he still is, with his big chocolate eyes, messy brown hair and
smiling expression, even without actual smile. Unbelievable, how deceiving looks
• “Well maybe you wouldn’t have to spend so
much time with me, if you’d check those goddamn exercises for once. But you’re
still on a level of first grader, so sorry for trying to help you.”
• Jungkook flashes his eyes over Jimin’s
face, almost like he was trying to stab him with bare sight. “I don’t need your
• Jimin shrugs, fed up with Jungkook’s
attitude, and starts packing all the things. “Okay,” he says, for the millionth
time in past weeks. The thing with Jungkook was that even when he was acting
like little shit, his mom always paid Jimin more than enough for finding the
time to tutor him, even when he helped both his brother and Jungkook at the
same time. For just two hours it was nice amount of money.
• “This time I’m serious Jimin. You’re not
helping me at the slightest, I don’t like you and I will find someone else!”
With curious look, Jungkook waits for Jimin to react.
• “Okay,” Jimin shrugs once again before
finishing packing up, says bye to Jungkook and leaves his room.
• After the door closes, Jungkook throws
himself onto his bed and punches his pillow repeatedly in frustration which is
not caused by math or Jimin’s tutoring.
• “So how was it yesterday?” Jihyun asks
Jungkook, waiting for first class of the day to start. It’s math and they’re
gonna have an exam.
• “Useless. He’s a terrible tutor and he’s
so annoying. How can you stand him, being your brother?” Jungkook huffs.
• “Watch your mouth you prick,” Jihyun
never understood where this antipathy for Jimin is coming from. His brother was
the sweetest person to Jihyun, always helped him; was smart, funny and overall
perfect. And when he explains all of the math equations to him, it really helps
– that, however, doesn’t seem to be Jungkook’s case. But even though he
badmouths Jimin, he never, even once, tried to find someone else to help him
• “I don’t want him as my tutor anymore. As much as I like you, I can’t
stand your brother,” Jungkook continues and Jihyun rolls his eyes.
• “Okay, Kook. If you fail even this test,
I will tell Jimin to not help you anymore. He has better things to do with his
free time anyway, you know.”
• “Good.” Jungkook bites inside of his
cheeks, frowning at his hands.
Jungkook fails the exam, achieving five points out of thirty.
• Jihyun tells Jimin that there’s no longer
need for him to help Jungkook with math, as it seems that he’s really not
helping and Jungkook will find someone else. Jimin is slightly saddened – he
liked the money he received for tutoring him. For a short while he can’t help
but wonder if Jungkook really hates him that much – after all, Jimin never did
anything bad to him.
• Jungkook gets in huge fight with his
parents when they find out about his latest grade. Immediately, they find new
tutor, young college student.
• Poor guy runs out of Jungkook’s room not
even half an hour after he started to tutor him. Jungkook did his best to scare
him off. He managed to do the same with next one, pretending he’s possessed by
some supernatural force.
• He never really thought Jimin will stop
tutoring him. There’s no way he will let anyone else to sit with him like that
and explain all of those things to him, except Jimin. He wants him back (he
didn’t want to get rid of him in first place, but it’s not like he would ever
admit it to his parents or Jihyun.)
• Jimin receives a phone call from Jungkook,
who politely asks him to come and help him once again, because, allegedly, “This
hella guy just stopped coming.”
• Jimin doesn’t even know why, but he
decides that okay, he will help his brother’s friend once again – after all, it
was the first time for Jungkook to ask for his help.
• When he walks in Jungkook’s bedroom he
finds him sitting on the bed, surrounded by few cans of beer and packs of salty
• “What’s that?”
• Jungkook gives him uncertain look and
jerks his chin towards the small empty space on his bed. “I thought I will…
apologize today. Sorry, Jimin, I lied. I like it when you study with me.”
• Jimin’s not sure what to think about it,
but he carefully sits next to Jungkook and takes a beer that Jungkook hands
him. “How did you even get these?” Jimin asks and Jungkook just grins. “That’s
a secret. Cheers.”
• So they sit on the bed, eat some junk and
drink “secret” beer while chatting about silly things. Jungkook finishes his
second can of the beverage just as Jimin’s telling him a story about their
homeroom teacher, when he can’t help himself but kiss the older guy. Jimin just
looked so… kissable at that moment, with smiling eyes, hands clutched around
the can, lips wet with the beer he sipped just seconds ago.
• Jungkook’s not moving his hands at first,
but then he remembers what to do and let them tangle in Jimin’s hair. His heart
stops for a second when Jimin’s lips finally move against his. It doesn’t take
long for Jimin to push Jungkook off.
• He’s in shock. What was that? Did he like
the way Jungkook kissed him? What the fuck? Was this all Jungkook’s plan all
• “What the fuck Jungkook?” Jimin jumps off
the bed with shocked expression and Jungkook notices the glimpse of hurt in his
eyes. “Do you hate me so much you planned this as a way to… humiliate me?!”
With back of his hand he wipes the saliva off his mouth.
• Jungkook feels panicked. Yes, he sort of
planned this, but not to humiliate Jimin! He had no idea he will kiss him, all
he wanted was for Jimin to tutor him again and for himself to stop being an ass
• “N-no! No, Jimin! I’m sorry if—“
• Jimin grabs his bag and shakes his head
in disbelief. “You even tried to get me drunk, is that so? I can’t believe I thought
for a second you’re serious about being sorry. Oh my.” Jimin turns on his heel
and runs through the door. He doesn’t hear Jungkook calling for him, neither
the thump of Jungkook, falling into his pillow as he did so many times before.
• Honestly, Jimin’s not sure what pisses
him off more. The way he felt so comfortable with that brat after all those
things he said to him in past, the naivety of his when he took the beer
Jungkook gave him or just the fact that he fucking answered the kiss and almost
made out with his little bro’s shitty friend (and liked the feeling of his
lips on his own).
• Never before someone disrespected him this
much. Jimin stormed into his house, ran up the stairs and slammed the door
behind him. What the fuck. What the fuck… Did Jihyun say something to Jungkook?
It was not even a year ago that Jimin came out to his family as homosexual. He
thought nobody else knows – but now… No, Jihyun would never do it.
• The next day Jimin sits in his room,
reading, when he hears some voices outside his door. He tries to run towards
the door and lock it when he realizes that one of them is Jungkook, but it’s
too late and Jungkook suddenly burst through the door, closing them behind him.
• “Jimin – just hear me out please.”
• Jimin takes small steps backwards, just
to be as far from Jungkook as possible. “Get out. Get out of this room. You
really don’t have any boundaries, do you?”
• Jungkook almost looks like he’s about to
cry. His hands are gripping bunch of papers and notepads and he take a small
step towards Jimin.
• “Get. Out!”
• “Please Jimin, I’m so sorry about
yesterday, but it wasn’t like that at all! I really just wanted to apologize
and ask you to tutor me again!” He nervously shifts on his feet.
• Jimin barks. “Really, that’s why your
mouth was all over mine, right? As a peace offering!”
• Jungkook looks hurt now, big eyes staring
at Jimin. “No. I just- okay. Okay. I just wanted to kiss you. I wasn’t thinking
about it – only thought I had was how pretty you are,” Jimin laughs again, but
Jungkook continues. “That is… that is why I couldn’t stand you studying with
me. I think you’re too pretty and I – I don’t know why, but I think I like you.”
• Jimin glares at him, judgingly. “Nice
try, you prick. Please, leave now…”
• “No. No, I didn’t tell anybody, but I’m
not that bad with math,” claims Jungkook hurriedly. “I was just… trying to… I’m
not good at this, it’s awkward!”
god Jungkook, just…” Jimin’s about to say something, but Jungkook shoves all of
those papers and notebooks in his face. “Look!” he says. “These are all those exercises
I was practicing for last month. Just – look over them, I’m not lying!”
raised eyebrow, Jimin flips through few pages and his eyes jump over scribbled
notes in corners of the pages like: “Jimin said A = 1,5! Remember this!!!” or “Solve
this like Jimin – his way is better!”
Jungkook’s not lying; dozens of pages are all filled with equations, numbers and
notes. Jimin looks at him, confused. “What—“
Jimin. I don’t know why but I just… I guess I like you. Like I know it’s weird.
You’re Jihyun’s older bro, but – trust me – in no way I meant to disrespect you
yesterday!” Jungkook watches his shoes and slowly turns towards the door. “That’s
all – I’m sorry – I get why you don’t like me…”
thinks for a second, then walks over to Jungkook and grabs his hand. Younger
male looks at him, surprised.
a really stupid kid, you know?” Jimin stares at him but there’s no anger in his
face. “You can’t act like this if you want someone to like you.”
Jungkook doesn’t know what else to do, so he just nods.
will start to tutor you again,” says Jimin and Jungkook smiles.
we could maybe work on your behavior towards your crush, don’t you think?”
Jimin gently grabs Jungkook’s other hand too, smiling nervously.
• On his
following exam (month later) Jungkook achieves a “C” with ease. Jihyun facepalms over his
excited rambling and watches him, as Jungkook types a text to Jimin.
this all really necessary? If you liked my brother, you could’ve just told me
earlier…” he whines. Jungkook just punches his arm as he grins over his phone,
now reading a response from Jimin. “I’m proud of you, brat ♥”
Hello! Do u think Obi and Shirayuki have any chance of being the endgame pairing? I just finished read the manga and I'm so into them, but I feel like their chances are so low ;-; btw I love your fics <3
I’ve answered this a few times over the last year, but the gist of my answer is: yes, I think there’s a chance. Do I think it’s more likely than the main pairing? Not at this point. There’s plenty of hints to point the mangaka might go that way, but there’s honestly no way to tell.
Does that have any impact on the way I ship? No. Ultimately it doesn’t matter what ends up being canon, I still like Obi and Shirayuki as pair better than Zen and Shirayuki.
FUCK coworkers that repeatedly ask me of I'm bothered by being a vegetarian. I was raised vegetarian, so don't ask me if I feel like I'm missing out when I haven't even had reason to feel so, stop asking me after the 35th time. I understand that some vegetarian/vegan people can be annoying but so can the mega meat people. Like those that repeatedly try to get me to eat meat. I'd get sick! And I don't talk about it v much bc I see no reason to. Why are you so concerned about my eating habits?
Unrelated, but I’m reading a zombie apocalypse book based on this very thing(meat eaters vs vegetarians). lol It shows the extreme of each side. Anyone interested, it’s called Apocalypse Cow by
Michael Logan. Your post reminded me of it.
Now that I got the sidetracking out of the way, it definitely is none of their business. Just because you eat this or that doesn’t mean your way is the only way. Same goes for a lot of things. People just love forcing their beliefs and what not onto others and I just don’t get that. -Abby
Hi, I don't mean to bother you when you're studying, so please ignore this until you're free, but would you mind doing the RFA characters reactions to MC being skilled at knife throwing? Thank you in advance, and thanks for this blog.
No problem dear! I don’t even know what was going on at this point when you sent thins to me honestly. Maybe exams?
He’s so intimidated but that’s also one of the single coolest talents a person can have
Desperately asks them to teach him how
He actually turns out to be pretty good at it.
They both probably end up bragging to Seven
She finds it really interesting and unique
She’d love if they showed her, but she also can’t help but get a little concerned for their well being because knives are sharp, but then again, she knows that they’re talented at this. They know what they’re doing
She will brag about their talent so much
She’d refuse to try herself but would completely admire them for that skill
He’s so intrigued, but also again knives are sharp
He’s so protective because he doesn’t want them to get hurt
It’s funny because if anything he’d be the one to get hurt (he really does seem to get himself hurt pretty easily)
He is highly concerned
He’s glad that you know how to handle the knives and stuff and like, technically self defense which is always nice but also like, he’s kind of frightened
When you ask him if he wants to try he ends up being shockingly good
It frightens most of the RFA honestly
Don’t let him try, it’s really scary
He’s actually barely concerned
He trusts you to know how to take care of yourself
i really don't understand miarren fans. if they fully believe that D and M have been happily together for "many moons" and they don't like the cc fandom, why do they even bother with us? last time i checked, we don't go sending hate their way yet they do it to us. also, even IF D and C aren't/weren't actually together (which would be total bs), there's no getting around the fact that D isn't straight and is a closeted actor who, unfortunately, has the worst von beard ever.
The “worst von beard ever.” You made my morning.
That is what makes absolutely no sense to me. Why do they stalk us? That ask yesterday was sent minutes after I mentioned Chez Criss. So clearly the person is greatly interested in what little old simpleton me has to say.
Why care? I do not care what they have to say. I have never ONCE contacted a single one of them with my opinions and theories unsolicited. And I know my fellow CC blogs do not either. Nor do I stalk their blogs, I am not even remotely curious about what they have to say about the PR relationship from hell.
But, I guess it is easier for us. We are secure in our beliefs. Have more than enough evidence to believe in CC. And can see through the BS every single time.
i think what’s so funny when people challenge radical feminism or political radicalism in general, they often do the whole ‘you’re not radical’ blah blah blah stuff and like, completely miss the point of why the word 'radical’ is even used??? ask any self-proclaimed political radical and they’ll explain to you that the word originates from the latin 'radix’ meaning 'root’ which is appropriate because all radical analysis involves looking at issues at a structural level and bringing about effective change by changing/destroying these structures which can only be done through revolutionary means. and it just goes to show how poorly read so many of the people who attack that word are thinking it means 'extreme’
So, it occurs to me that Takiya, like, never receives an explanation?? About there being DRAGONS?? Like even if we pretend like he didn’t remember the time Tohru turned into a dragon in front of him, by the time of the house party I’m pretty sure he’s clued in. And he just… never asks about it. “Hey Kobayashi why is your maid a dragon”. Nope! For goodness’s sake, he even winds up with Fafnir living with him and no one’s bothered yet to explain anything to him. And he just, seems pretty okay with that? We’re talking, like, master level chill. He’s just rolling with it. What’s with this guy.
I hate the fact that this whole album is basically about Kendall. Even if a song is not about her, we won't know for sure. This bothers me to no end and I'm not one to hate whoever Harry dates. I don't even really "hate" Kendall, but she represents a vapid, narcissistic materialism that contributes to a lot of what is wrong with society & I hate having to associate Harry with that because he seems so opposite. I wish H would have left out the part about her being a "huge" part of the album.
I answered an almost identical ask earlier today, but Harry didn’t say she was a huge part of the album. He didn’t name her. So you have a choice whether to regard the album as being “basically about Kendall” or not. Choose whichever works best for you ;)
I agree - Kendall represents a lot of the things that I intensely dislike about contemporary consumerist culture. But perhaps she also represents a lot of personal traits that Harry values, and that we are not privy to.
And frankly, although of course I don’t think Harry is vapid or narcissistic, I find it a huuuuuge stretch to say he’s the opposite of the materialist type when the boy is out there spending obscene amounts of money on ridiculously-priced designer clothes, cars, goods and private jets. He very clearly appreciates the finer things in life, as well as the simpler things.
He has also exclusively dated models - as far as is publicly known - since he was 18 so, y’know, he obviously doesn’t have a problem with the people he dates promoting that narcissistic consumerist culture via their work. Perhaps that goes back to his focus on separating the personal from the professional.
Or maybe he’s just the type of guy that - shock horror! - is swept off his feet by incredibly hot girls regardless of what they represent, as long as they’re not nasty individuals…WHO KNOWS!?! :)
Can i ask you how you make the speech bubbles move (in that last klance fanart?) i've been trying to learn how to do that small shaking animation but i don't even know what program to use ;; Sorry if this is bothersome ! ;;
hi!!!! not a bother at all! im still learning myself as the last klance art was the first time i use that lil animation bubbles. I’ll to explain as best as i can.
I use photoshop cc and did the lil animation in there.
don’t forget to put the loop setting to forever!!
hopefully this helps but if not, this website helped me out
Can someone comfort me? An asshole from my class Just found embarassing movie where me and my friends are joking that we are summoning ghosts and sent link to everyone. They are laughing at me even if this stupid movie is from September 2014 and we were Kids Then.
People really have a lot of time to waste.
I’m sorry it happened to you but I think the best way you can go about this is to pretend it doesn’t affect you.
Play it off as a joke, when they try to mock you for it you can laugh in their faces and say something like “oh yeah you saw that? Man that’s embarrassing ! We were so young and we wanted to try it as a joke, didn’t work though ! Oh but you all probably did it, or were you one of those kid who were too scared to even try?”.
I see, by putting them on the spot like that you will force them to confess that they did the same thing and so they won’t be able to ridicul you anymore. And if they try to call it too stupid you can always continue by joking about it and saying that it’s because it was stupid that it was funny then.
First of all: I love this page <3 I don't know if your ask box is open, in case you're not, just ignore this message. But if you could grant me this wish, I'd love you even more hahah Can I have a scenario with Kuroo, Bokuto, Oikawa and Iwaizumi where they are watching a movie at home with their s/o, and while they both are having popcorn, one falls between their s/o breasts without her noticing and they get "bothered" by that and want to get it out? It can be funny or naughty your choice :D
This request made me giggle, because I have totally had this happen to me. Enjoy!
It was obvious you were completely into this show. It was the latest Netflix series and Kuroo was enjoying it, but he was almost enjoying watching you more. Your eyes were fixed on the screen, hardly blinking. Your hand blindly brought popcorn from the bowl in your lap up to your mouth, making a bit of a mess as you occasionally missed a piece on the way.
Which brought him to his current dilemma. He’d mostly been picking up the pieces you dropped on the couch or in your lap and eating them himself (five second rule, come on). Now, though, you’d dropped a piece right down your shirt. It was obvious you hadn’t noticed at all, and it was driving him crazy.
As he watched you and it became completely clear you were oblivious and weren’t going to do anything about it, he started to reach for it himself—
Shit. He couldn’t just do that. You would think he was just randomly trying to cop a feel. He’d already sworn up and down he was totally not the “Netflix and chill” type of guy (well, maybe eventually, but you had only just started dating and he really wasn’t like that). But damn, that piece of popcorn was bugging him…
You cleared your throat, raising an eyebrow delicately. Kuroo looked up at you and realized with a horrible jolt that his hand was hovering awkwardly mere inches away from your boob.
“I’m sorry!” he yelped. “Shit! I’m not—I swear I wasn’t—there’s a piece of popcorn down your shirt and it’s been driving me crazy!”
You stared at him for a moment and then burst into giggles. He was ridiculous. “Oh my god Kuroo, you should see your face.”
“I—” he started, clearing his throat. His face was flushed bright red. “Uh, may I?” he asked, gesturing vaguely towards your chest.
You laughed again. “Go on, then.”
The two of you were in the middle of your epic, day-long Disney movie marathon. You had prepared ahead of time with all manner of snacks, most of which were now demolished. The two of you were slowly munching on the third bag of popcorn as The Lion King played.
Without warning, Bokuto reached over and stuck his hand down your shirt, straight between your boobs. You sputtered slightly, starting to protest before he withdrew his hand, a piece of popcorn secured between two fingers. He popped it into his mouth and went back to watching the movie. It was only a second later he seemed to realize you were still gaping at him, because he glanced over with a slightly uncertain look.
“What?” he asked, frowning.
“Nothing,” you said with a giggle, leaning up to press a kiss to his cheek as you grabbed another handful of popcorn.
Oikawa’s arm was slung over your shoulders as you watched a movie together. It was your pick this week, but you ended up watching an alien movie anyway because you saw the way Oikawa’s face lit up when he spotted it as you scrolled through Netflix.
The movie was objectively terrible, but terrible in the enjoyable kind of way, so you were having a good time. You were bringing a handful of popcorn up to your mouth when a shitty CGI alien popped up on the screen, managing to startle you enough that a few pieces of popcorn went flying—one of them straight down your shirt.
You were just about to reach down to grab it when Oikawa’s hand reached out, his long, elegant fingers sliding down your shirt. He snagged the popcorn between his index and middle fingers, pulling it out slowly, gently caressing your chest with his thumb as he did so. He displayed his prize with a flourish before popping it into his mouth, dragging one finger seductively across his lower lip.
You let out a sudden snort of laughter at that. “You dork,” you said, putting your hand on his face and giving him a gentle push.
“Hey!” he said, feigning offense. “I’ll have you know I am very alluring. There are plenty of girls who would line up to have me eat popcorn out of their boobs.” He said the last part a little uncertainly, his mouth twitching at the corner as he obviously tried not to laugh.
“Is that so?” you countered, utterly failing to conceal your laughter.
“Quite so,” he said, leaning into your space until your faces were inches apart.
“Dork,” you repeated fondly just before your lips met.
“You know you love me, ____-chan.”
You smiled at him, running fingers softly through his hair. “Yeah,” you said softly as you both returned your attention to the movie.
“You have…” Iwaizumi cleared his throat, glancing away before continuing. “Uh, you have popcorn. Right here,” he said, pointing at the center of his own chest. He cleared his throat again, shooting you an apologetic look.
“Sorry, where?” you said, giving him your best innocent (if slightly coy) expression.
Iwaizumi pointed sort of vaguely towards your chest this time. “Right there.”
You made a show of looking for the popcorn on your chest and stomach, feigning confusion. “I don’t see it, Hajime.”
Iwaizumi let out a low growl and abruptly flipped over so he was bracing himself over you with one hand on the back of the sofa and his knees on either side of yours. He reached down your shirt, grabbed the piece of popcorn, and popped it into his mouth without ever breaking eye contact with you.
“Don’t play coy with me, ____,” he said in a low voice. His eyes were narrowed dangerously, but his mouth was quirked up in an easy smirk.
“It worked, didn’t it?” you replied, smirking right back at him.
You were rewarded with another growl before his lips crashed hungrily against yours.
Neither of you paid any attention to the rest of your movie.
To the anon who thought it was funny to send me hate about fairy tail and my choices. (Both starting with “lol”)
Consider yourself blocked.
And if for some reason you were two people, then you’re both blocked.
I don’t tolerate hate and don’t have time for it. Bye. Have a decent life I guess?
Star Wars Celebration was this weekend and I continue to have a sinking feeling about the influx of new fans. Fandoms have always been built off of a commercial products fan stuff feels more artificial. Do you know what I mean by that or am I just insane. Why does it bother me someone says they are a fan even though they don't know who Muftak is or the story of the 4-Lom and Zuckuss figures. Where were these fans when I loved it despite no new movies and general hate of the series was accepted
baby, go home. he’s seen somebody else’s eyes and fallen into them.
i know it hurts in places you can’t touch, i know the sky feels darker for it. but he’s loved somebody else, baby, and so should you.
don’t stay. you’ll spend your time worrying what you did wrong, whether tomorrow you’ll wake up and he’ll be gone. you’ll try to become better for him when you’re already somebody’s impossible dream. you’ll try to be her when you’re already exactly who you need to be.
people make mistakes, but nobody accidentally winds up naked. either he loves you enough to keep his clothes on, or he doesn’t love you enough for you to waste your time on him.
go home. cry. take long showers. tell yourself you deserve better than a future spent worrying about him.
relationships are built on trust. find somebody who won’t mess it up.
In answer to someone who asked me: “Do you think it’s possible to be with someone who cheated on you/Is it possible to work through that at all?” // r.i.d
What bothers me the most about the Len killing the Mick who we all knew was going to get offed since he was from the future that no longer existed, is if they'd switched it so Mick had been fighting Len and darhk was the one who stabbed Mick in the back, they could've done much more interesting things with Mick and Len again having conversations about sides, and also not screwed over characterization
Literally anything else they did would’ve been more interesting. Len accidentally killing Mick. Len having to watch someone else in the Legion kill him. Mick killing Mick to sublimate all the self-loathing and suicidal ideation we’ve seen from him before. Mick hallucinating Len killing him, rampaging, and Len actually killing Mick in self-defense. Mick jumping in front of a bullet to save Len.
But as others have pointed out, and which I understand myself, Len being back wasn’t about Len at all. It was 100% about Mick and a prop for his storyline. Len was meant to act as a foil to demonstrate just how much Mick had changed, and to cement his ultimate connection to the group, after having been tempted away.
Which is part of why they didn’t care so much about characterization and consistency or even doing something interesting with Len. He was just a tool to be like “look how evil he was/is and look how far Rory has come”. Len killing a version of Mick falls into that narrative, and fits their “the Legends team is what made them good” clap-themselves-on-the-back angle. That and the ‘shock’ of Len killing Mick.
But I think this Anon has an interesting theory for another reason they played it that way:
If they do go with the Rogues on the Flash and bring back Len there, in some capacity or another, it would be tough for Legends to give up Mick. And it would be tough to convincingly write Mick staying with the team over his partner, given their established connection on Legends.
So having Len be a straight up bastard capable who kills Mick and having Mick firmly choose the team after all that bullshit is one way for the writers to keep Mick (their interesting wildcard character) on Legends and maintain his development while also snagging Cold back to the Flash for the Rogues.
It’s a nice theory, and of course I’d love it if it pans out. I don’t trust the writers enough to believe they really were angling for that, but at the same time, I can completely see it being plausible.