dont take their shit


*hysterical laughing in the distance*


Get that hair out of your face. Let me see. Christ! That is disgusting. No wonder you cover that up. Have you seen it? I mean, have you looked in the mirror? That is gross as hell. I can see your socket. I want to touch it. Oh, come on. Can I touch it? … All jokes aside, you look rad as hell. I wouldn’t cover that shit up. It may not be a hit with the ladies, but I swear to you, no one is gonna screw with you looking like that. No, sir.

anonymous asked:

I don't know if you are still doing the drawing Genyatta thing,but maybe them meditating back to back before a mission-with their gear around them and junk?

I dont really but I did have something similar in mind for a while so here’s a mix of the two - sorry its not traditional I hope you still like it!

jk and tae both HATE jimin

listen here, im here to prove to all of you once and for all that these two despise jimin. like, you’ll see in just a second how the hate rolls off them in waves. anyways, starting off with the maknae

Originally posted by equitas

listen to me, this is exactly how i look at someone i hate

Originally posted by jikookdetails

LOOK. jk’s giving us all pointers on how to show your hatred towards someone through your eyes. take notes peeps.

now, THIS is how you do it. look at him shoot hearts daggers with his eyes. anyways, let’s move on to tae bc im already losing it

Originally posted by kthish

tae be like…”jimin get your frickin small hands away from me. i dont like you jimin, i dont like your small hands either i dont find them cute at all”

Originally posted by tayonge

tae: “wow, i hate jimin with every fibre of my being…” look at those daggers hes shooting at jimin. damn. can you feel the hate yet?

Originally posted by locotaehyung

what you’re seeing above is NOT vmin cuddling. fuck no.

Originally posted by chimtae

dont even get me started on this jealousy…thing bc thats a separate post can you feel me rolling my eyes yet

I’m just gonna take a moment because this scene cracks me up everytime I see it. Alex is beating this guy with her elbow LIKE A BOSS, blinding him he doesn’t know what is happening he’s in pain he’s like “bitch that hurts” and she takes his gun (i’m surprised Alex didn’t have one tbh but we all know it’s because she tought she was on a work-date with Maggie) but then MAGGIE who has a gun on her own just CANNOT resist to punch him too in the throat like “i’m not gonna give you a slight chance to hurt my girl back, you piece of shit” even though she doesn’t need to because Alex had it covered like a second before. So this poor guy gets punched TWICE by two powerful hot women in a matter of seconds and I’m in awe because IF THAT’S NOT WHAT A POWERFUL COUPLE OF BADASSES LOOKS LIKE I DON’T KNOW WHAT IS. They beat guys up together, you just don’t mess with them. Ever. They’re a brilliant team.


Yuuri sets foot in Viktor’s, now their, apartment for the first time. It’s everything his younger self dreamed of. He’s giddy when they arrive and Viktor immediately gives him the tour… 

Now imagine Yuuri walking into the bedroom to discover the literally walls covered with his own face, various magazine and sponsorship shots he hadn’t even remembered existing, a collection that could easily have rivalled Yuuri’s own 

Turns out after the 2014 banquet shenanigans Viktor became number one Yuuri trash 

what goes around comes around 

its been so long but im still trying to figure out how you could go from “i love you” to “i don’t care about you anymore” in such a short amount of time

i hate when people on tumblr just say shit like “just surround yourself with positive people!!!! dont keep negative people in your life!!!!” like it’s not easy to just drop friends you’ve known for years and magically find a new gang of friends that you can trust so stop making it sound so simple

Seventeen : Colour My Emotions Part 1 - S.Coups / Choi Seungcheol - Lust

Red, a deep, lustrous red, the color of passion, of love, of intense hunger for someone that takes over your body and repels sense. The feeling starts sparks in your heart, growing into a fire that consumes your entire being, hot and longing and suddenly you can’t think straight, your thoughts are clouded, you’re so filled with want and desire you’ll do anything to get what you suspire so badly. Blinded by love, not hate, an emotional so negatively positive it’s confusing, and he, he makes it worse. He who moves so fluidly on stage, crimson light spilling over him and defining all his features to the point it should be illegal, he who raps with a clear passion in his husky voice, he whose eyes are focused and dark and he who’s hidden in shadows yet revealed enough by that dark carmine that draws you in so and makes you crave him - you want to touch him, feel him near you, feel his lips on yours as they had been mere minutes ago before he’d gone up onto the stage and as this vivacious need courses through your veins as if a permanent part of your bloodstream the dark eyes meet yours and you just. Know.

Seungcheol is also filled with lust, filled to the very brim, and he knows his expression shows it, his body language shows it, his voice shows it. His tongue protruding from between his lips, his eyebrows fanning over his half lidded eyes, his imagination running wild unbeknownst to the crowd as he channels the feeling into energy and throws it into the performance; he needs a proper release of his intense hunger but he knows that from here he can’t do anything, can’t get to you and let his desire take over his body and soul. Though as he looks out into the roaring crowd he sees you at the front looking up at him and your eyes lock and there’s this similar, darkened look to them and he smirks, he smirks and he throws his head back with the naturalistic attitude the dancer should possess.

Blood red, the satin of sheets and the raw heat, the flames that rage and refuse to die out - your favourite color seemed to change to red after he came along. Choi Seungcheol, he awoke you, he made you feel alive, your own feeling… of cerise.

au where everything is the same except im a responsible human being