god i am just obsessed with these two

flamingbluepanda  asked:

Okay so I NEVER STOP THINKING ABOUT MIRRORVERSE SPIRK NASA AU OH MY GOD I just- SPOCK IN A SWEATERVEST okay so while mirror NASA spock is still a badass nerd he's a NERD and he's constantly just like "FITE ME" and Jim is standing there like "you touch my nerd imma kill you" and I'm just- I LOVE THEM AH also I will eventually write the NASA au for you because I am obsessed (it may end up being mirror NASA au but yeah it'll happen)

Ya messed with the wrong neighborhood

I’ve been meaning to draw these two for a while but just didn’t know what to do (/w\) I am very glad you like them!

i honestly don’t know how people stand to see the same person two or three days in a row, like god i am just so obsessed with needing my own space & being alone

anonymous asked:

oh my god. i have to admit that i am not totally convinced by all of the mclennon references in lyrics -- sometimes i think people's interpretations are a stretch, especially for paul's lyrics. but that john song, i know (i know), that you just referenced, COULD NOT BE more obvious. john is obsessed with the song "yesterday", have you noticed? in both anti and pro paul songs he mentions that song. and "getting better" is one j/p famously worked on TOGETHER. gaaaaah these two and their love

i’m in love with their love

koreandrama-box  asked:

Why people call SoSoo love, when it's textbook co-dependency? Wang So was obsessed with Hae Soo, because she rejected him, just like his mother, so he seeked to re-live his childhood emotions through their relationship. Even when they were finally happy, he came up with a pretext, that she never truly loved him. Hae Soo, on the other hand, fell for a guy, who was violent and aggressive towards her. This not love, but a relationship of two neurotics.

oh my god, i am so so sorry! i was clearing out my inbox and saw this, and i remember telling you i’d reply when i get a chance, and it looks like i’d forgotten all about it!!! again i am very sorry!

i’ve made a few post / answered a few questions like this in the past, so i hope you don’t mind if i just redirect you? (if there is anything i missed though, do feel free to let me know):

co-dependency

sosoo & abuse

wang so as  a character 1 2 

violence in ML

wooksoo for comparison? idk 

some final thoughts on wang so

 i think thats everything?

Good god. So it’s been WELL over a week now since finishing ACOMAF and I am still helplessly hungover from this amazing story and world. And despite making this blog, two Pinterest boards and rereading my favorite parts, I still can’t flush this preoccupation from my system. SO, I just had to paint these two idiots to ease my obsession (though I perhaps might have just fanned the flame further). I cannot for the life of me get Rhys’s lips or hair right (they have to be perfect, yafeel?) Thus this is still very much a WIP with the final colored version coming soon. Just wanna shout out @sarahjmaas for bringing this story into my life but also ruining me.

*I’m calling this piece “My FAEves” (heh, get it?) 

depression and anxiety have been staying away for the past couple days and while i definitely don’t want to question it because it will just be bad for me to do that but it’s just really confusing how you can have a good few days and then everything HITS and you’re left trying to scramble back to normal and God why am i getting like this

this is a stupid post. i just……haven’t been doing anything lately (left my house once since monday) (actually two times i went on a walk around my neighborhood yesterday w/ my mom)
and usually i get down because of that but i think having my online class is making me think “oh i have this though so i can’t feel as bad” but i am slightly obsessing over my class and doing well and obviously just focusing on it and not doing anything else except for chores isn’t good

whenever i get a chance to leave my house, i need to take it, despite what i feel. even yesterday when i went out to breakfast i didn’t want to go and felt like just doing nothing and even was being to get anxious about it but i HAVE to fight that. it was good for me to get out.

i guess i am analyzing and looking back at all of this because it’s thursday, and my therapy appointments are always on thursdays. i didn’t have one this week though, but i still looked back like i usually do, asking myself “what would we talk about today if i had a session?” and i wouldn’t have much to say on the anxiety and depression part.

but…….that isn’t really a victory because i haven’t been doing anything. and i DON’T do anything because of anxiety. so even though i am not feeling it as much as i usually do, it is still dictating my life. just because i don’t feel my anxiety and depression right now doesn’t mean it’s not real, that’s not the only symptom for these disorders. they are controlling my life. i just need to be thankful for this mini break of the usual intensity, and continue to remind myself of my goals.

anonymous asked:

Tbh if i weren't as lazy as i am i'd probably make two hundred more blogs for the sole purpose of them following you, your blog is fucking amazing please don't get too discouraged by a couple of people who probably just lost interest in anime and are moving on to new obsessions... There will always be at least some of us who will stay forever with you, y'know? It's not rlly about the follower count... it's about the person... *throws head against wall* That was so kitschy what the fuck

Oh wow.. Thank you so much anon, I have no words, that’s so incredibly sweet <3 You’re completely right, I shouldn’t let that bother me. It’s just a teeny tiny number of followers anyway, they’re not worth my time. ugh why do I depend on validation so much gross

Aw no, no throwing your head against walls, please!! Your message is really sweet, thank you so much for taking the effort to send it to me <3

Have a lovely day!

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The third season was hella good.

Too bad the fourth is GOD DAMN TERRIBLE. The villains stupid and they ruined Hex, she was my fav and then they dubbed her into romance driven lameness– I don’t know if I can watch the other half  Okay the second half of the season movie thing was a LITTLE better I’ll just pretend the Daemon bullshit didn’t happen, that bob still has cool hair, and that dot isn’t a fucking idiot.

*is still deliriously re-watching season 9 and regrets never flailing publicly about 9x18*

It’s been a year, let’s rewatch the trainwreck that turned me into this shipper mess with some serious hindsight goggles. Fair warning I’m only watching at all because I’m ill and exhausted and it’s making me weird so as always the read more is optional when I’m like this, unless you expressly followed me because my delirious ramblings amused you. :P

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My Purpose

love me now because I made a fight imagine and the ending is super cheesy in classic yasssbieber style

Sarcastic, rude, and utterly disturbing remarks were thrown across the room at one another. Any bystander would’ve thought we were a divorced couple, and nothing close to two twenty somethings who are madly in love with each other. If there’s tears from Y/N, it’s any fight we’ve ever had, but if there’s tears from me, then things are pretty fucked up. 

 I left her there. I left her there crying. On the floor. I left a beautiful looking girl, sobbing, on a cold, hard, wooden floor. My heart aches every time I pictured tears falling out of those breathtaking eyes. I can’t help but remember every last detail about her in that moment. The front of her hair tied back with a cute little ribbon, her navy blue romper and those sexy grey boots I loved on her. But now her hair’s probably a mess, the sleeves of her romper are tear-stained, and she replaced those boots with a more comfortable pair. 

But I just can’t help the fact that I’m just sitting. Sitting in the front seat of my car in the parking lot of a crowded bar. (Note to self: Sounds like a song lyric) I called her names. I called her fucking names that no girl as classy, and as remarkably amazing as she is should ever be called. She didn’t make it any easier. Her accusations were just as hurtful as my name calling, both were false. I want to go back there. I need to go back there. But I can’t find I reason to start my car. 

 "Justin, that is horribly untrue. You know, you’ve witnessed all the shit I put myself through.“

 "Well, Y/N, it’s not my fault you’re horribly insecure. Frankly, I don’t blame you! You’re pushy, and annoying, and you’re right! Maybe those girls are better than you!" 

 No. Why did I say that? I told the love of my life that she was imperfect. I put another girl before my girl. Damn, I should’ve shut my fucking mouth and hugged her. But now it’s 3 am and all I’m thinking about is how many times I took advantage of our beautiful nights together. The way our bodies fit so perfectly, the way your soft skin felt amazing against my lips, the way it was just you and me. Together. That’s all that mattered. That’s all that will ever fucking matter. It was me and you against the world until two fucking hours ago. 

 And that was enough motivation to start my car. Cause if I don’t leave right at this instant, it wouldn’t be you and me against the world anymore. It would be me against you against the world. And that’s a world I do not want to live in.

 Pulling into our driveway was like entering a safe haven. It felt so natural and real to just walk through that door and you would come running into my arms. But instead of you, I was met with thin air. You were in some room of this large house meant for at least two.

 "Fuck.” I heard, running towards the bedroom. Y/N’s appearance hadn’t changed like I thought it would. She was still in that dress, through it was tear-stained. She was still in those sinfully tall boots, and her hair was still pulled back as gorgeous as I remember it. 

 I hate this. I hate the fact that Y/N is angry with me. Y/N is a sweetheart. The most genuine celebrity/person I’ve ever come to know. Think of Olaf the snowman. Now picture Olaf becoming angry with someone. Impossible, right? Well, that’s just how it feels with Y/N, until you’re the one she’s angry at. 

 Y/N had dropped our remote into pieces. I wanted to laugh, with her being her adorable self, but that would be so inappropriate towards the current situation. She noticed me after a good five minutes and when she did, she started tearing up. I had never felt a feeling so cold. Someone I loved did as little as looked at me, and started sobbing. I didn’t know what to do. I just watched her trying to hide her emotions, when we all know what she was going through. This was it. This was my biggest weakness. Y/N. 

Anyone talking about her in sexual reference makes my veins pop out and fists clench and ears steam. Anyone looking at her like a piece of meat makes me want to kiss Y/N all over her gorgeous body, and mark every inch of my territory. Anyone fucking laying a hand on her, in a friendly or threatening way, makes me feel like she’s already been pulled away. You wanna hurt me like nobody else can? Do something to Y/N. Whether it’s as little as looking at her, or touching her, I promise you, I will have something against you.

 "Y/N,“ I finally spoke. "I don’t know what to say after every stupid thing I did today, so I’m just going to say how I’m feeling." 

 Y/N rolled her eyes hurtfully. "I think I know how you feel, Justin. Remember?”

 I shook my head, “That was two hours ago. That was in the heat of the moment. Now, listen.” I began. 

 "It’s driving me absolutely mad to have you angry with me. You have every right to be, you can take as much time as you need from me. It’s ironic, Y/N. You’re always my saving grace. When something terrible happens, I go to you. You know exactly what to say. You know exactly where to hold me. You know exactly what I need. But here I am, Y/N. The most terrible moment I’ve ever come across, and you can’t help me through it. Who do I go to? I’m heartbroken. I said things that were the farthest thing away from everything you are. You make me so happy, I’ve forgotten what it’s like to feel any other emotion other than love and joy. To take you away from my life, is the same as taking my life away. I’m obsessed with you. I watch you, and I need you, and I crave you every second of the day. And I go through withdrawals of Y/N where I don’t eat or sleep and I think if you don’t kiss me in a few days I just might die.“ I giggled.

 "Nothing, no girl, no thing in my life could ever stop me from loving you. Because I am obsessed with you, and that will never change. It’s been two hours, and I’m already begging for you to hear me out. Don’t leave this love I’ve been waiting for my whole life. I can’t live without you. I’m with you because fate brought me here. Because you’re what I need to carry on. We’re not broken up, Y/N. But God, it feels like we’re on two different planets. I miss you, and your touch, and your voice. The things I’d do to get those things back." 

 She grinned. She finally grinned and I couldn’t tell what type of tears she was crying. And then she did it. She did the one thing I’ve been longing for this whole time. She opened her arms and welcomed me in. As soon as I touched her petite body I sobbed. I let it all out at the fact that I almost lost this incredible feeling. I cried to the fact that somebody else could’ve been in her arms instead of me. But it’s me and Y/N against the world. We belong here.

 "I don’t like it when we fight.” She spoke up. “It warms my heart to know I’m such an important person in your life.” She grinned.

 "Y/N, you’re less important, and more a necessity.“ I joked as she giggled.

 "If we can get through an argument as heated as that one and still get along this well, we might as well just get married now.” She laughed. 

 "I wouldn’t mind that.“ I played along. 

 Because Y/N and I were going to be married. We were gonna be parents to beautiful boys and girls and owners to dogs. She was gonna be Mrs. Bieber and I’m gonna be her man. She laid down as I followed her footsteps. I wrapped her in my arms and spent that whole night looking at her. I wasn’t gonna let these moments go to waste by sleeping. If love is the secret to happiness, then Y/N and I have the secret to pure, lifelong joy. Y/N will always be all that matters, my favorite girl, my baby. She’s my reason for living. Y/N will always and forever be my purpose.

My talk of Gravity Falls is starting to get to my boyfriend.
  • BF: I've been rewatching Arrested Development. It's great because there's so much to look for and dissect in each episode.
  • Me: Yeah! I mean,, all those little clues and allusions and nods to other things in the series.
  • BF: The writing is just fantastic, very well done.
  • Me: I only know two shows like that, Arrested Development and-
  • BF: -If you even say "Gravity Falls" I am walking away from you right now.
  • Me:
  • Me:
  • Me: *opens mouth*
  • BF:
  • Me:
  • BF:
  • Me:
  • BF: Don't
  • Me: Grav-
  • BF: Oh my god *walks away*

anonymous asked:

Hello, yes, do you have a minute to talk about some yoonmin because they got me real fucked up rn oh my god. Like that one time where jimin made the mini piano for yoongi?? That's so cute. And when yoongi tipped it off his lap it's all funny and stuff but can we talk about how he picked it right back up???? please??? because that was so cute to me. or when there was some sort of punishment thing and jimin was like "suga-hyung, do you want to kiss me?" and he was walking towards (cont)

(cont) him but then yoongi said ‘i’m in a bad mood’ or something like that and jimin went and teased tae instead??? Like respecting his boundaries????? Heck yes. And we always see jimin hanging on people because he’s an affectionate guy but yoongi doesn’t really. except for when he’s with jimin. Little touches, long(ing) glances, and just being playful. I am being buried alive by these two and i’m completely okay with that

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omg I always have a minute to talk about yoonmin. THAT PIANO MOMENT WAS SO AMAZING LIKE THATS HOW WEAK OUR MIN YOONGI IS FOR THE CUTENESS THAT IS PARK JIMIN. :’))) and also Jimin’s obsession with watching Yoongi play literal same park jimin literal same  

God I truly appreciate that Jenga video so much happened in it and we got to see dom jimin which is pretty rare because he’s such a soft boi usually. They all get so heated about games and competitions tho and I live for it. But yeaH right when Yoongi was like I aint feelin it - Jimin just stopped with the teasing :’) and yelled at tae which tbh is my aesthetic bc angry jimin is hot af

Ahh yes, when it comes to Jimin, Yoongi is full of contradictions. it’s like he lets his guard down around him. AND it’s been like this since predebut what a concept two beautiful boys sharing a sweet love story ;3; 

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destiny. booyah.

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TV Fanatic: Lana on Regina's Struggle, Finding the Author & More!

Hot and steamy.

That’s how Lana Parilla teases the action ahead for Regina and Robin Hood on Once Upon A Time Season 4 Episode 8 and Once Upon A Time Season 4 Episode 9, the two-hour OUAT extravaganza on tap for this Sunday.

Sure, Regina is still committed to finding a cure for the near-death Marian but - as we saw at the end of Once Upon a Time Season 4 Episode 7 - Robin Hood can’t help himself around Regina, even planting on her a very sexy kiss.

However, Regina is also determined to find the author who can give her a happy ending. Will she also get pulled into the Snow Queen’s plans? Will Regina help Emma deal with her growing powers? And, since Regina hasn’t fallen back into her dark magic ways, does Parrilla miss that side of her character?

For answers to all that and more,I chatted up Parrilla on the phone this week. Thanks to the help of the Twitter followers and my own curiosity, I had plenty to ask the beloved actress…

TV Fanatic: When we last saw Regina, she was kind of locking lips with Robin Hood which isn’t a bad place, I guess, for her to be in.

Lana Parrilla: Yeah. She’s kind of occupied with a couple of things. One being Robin Hood and two, Operation Mongoose. I watched it again this morning and it’s funny when you’re reading a script because you’re reading it and you’re breaking it down as the actor and playing the character for so many years but it’s different when you’re watching it as a fan and an audience viewer.

I really saw how Regina how torn she is with Robin Hood but also how determined she is to find this author, and I really got that when she keeps flipping through this book trying to figure it out, and we don’t know why and  having watched it and playing her for so many years I can see the level of concentration in her eyes and how she’s just so focused and looking at these images and what do they mean to her? That’s kind of the path that we’re heading down more so than anything, it’s who is this author and who is in charge of her destiny?

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Castiel...

Someone pointed out to me that the writers did something very special with Castiel, and the mythology surrounding him. So here you have it:

Castiel is known as the angel of solitude, tears, and temperance. He is the angel that is known for simply watching the events of the cosmos unfold with little interference. In mythology that is.

But in Supernatural, Castiel, Angel of the Lord could not be more different.

Castiel is the angel of solitude, that no longer wants solitude. Because he learned from humanity that solitude often leads to despair, that solitude was not the answer, even though he too tends to push people away. That family doesn’t end in blood and it doesn’t begin that way either, he is different because he longs for a home as much as his home longs for him. 

Castiel is the angel of tears, who sheds them more often than any celestial being should. He was the angel who would comfort YOU when in tears, not need to be comforted himself, but that all changed the moment he got too close to his charge(s).

Castiel is the angel of temperance, who despite everything drank an entire liquor store to attempt and forget his woes and his loss of faith. An angel who drank to forget his holy father wasn’t around if only for a few hours time. 

Castiel is among the few angels who does not intervene in the events of the cosmos, but by following one mission, to save a Righteous Man, Castiel began to intervene more than any other angel. He tore up the script, he fell countless times to protect what he believed in, who he believed in. He took the word of God, heaven’s orders, and all divine purpose and threw it away because of two boys. 

Castiel, is different and that is good. He has too much heart, limited people skills, and a love for humanity that is only matched with his love for the Winchesters.

  • Me: I am so obsessed with Sherlock right now.
  • Friend: Oh my god, I love that show. It's nice because it's just about two guys being friends. Really good friends, shows aren't about that enough. Like I'm so glad they can just look at each other and love each other, like real bro friends.
  • Me:
  • Me:
  • Me:
  • Me: Right, they are just friends...
  • Me: ... very intimate, close, friends...
Excerpt From Dean's Journal (5)

It snowed today. Well,I guess last night while we were sleeping because I was woken up this morningby a jumping Cas on our bed screaming about snow. You would think a bazillionyear old angel wouldn’t get so excited over a tiny thing like snow. But Jesus, he fucking loves it. I didn’t even get my morning coffee before he drug me outside and hopped up and down like a toddler. Did I ever mention that I hate mornings? And I hate the hours where I just get up? Yeah, well, this morning I was pissed and grouchy and the weirdest thing happened. Cas kissed me with the snow falling around us and I wasn’t grouchy anymore. I smiled and I laughed when Cas stuck his tongue out to catch snow flakes. It was nice. It was just fun. He is turning me so soft.

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