he doesnt want to

anonymous asked:


Alex get more mad then emotional when they fight, whereas Jefferson will shit down completely if it gets to be too much or too personal- he doesnt want to lose Alex after all
That being said- there was one particularly nasty fight that ended with Jefferson walking out
Ham was angry crying and chased him the whole way to Jefferson car
He tried to guilt trip him into staying bc Alex can not deal with abandonment
He said all this stuff about Thomas not loving him and to not bother to come back, that if he walked out he’d never see Alex again
Jefferson left anyway- took a long drive to calm down
When he got back home it was like 3 in the morning and Alex was in bed
He wasnt even mad- he was just happy to have Jefferson home with him
He makes Jefferson snuggle up and they fall asleep together bc that was exhausting

anonymous asked:

Okay but picture this, todoroki and deku are finished with their daily training and go on a date together at a nearby lake. Todoroki invites deku in for a swim and sometime after they splash around and what not todoroki becomes completely mesmerized by deku and nearly freezes the entire lake, when he realizes what he has done he quickly apologizes and begins melting the ice but deku insists the water is just fine even though he is completely immobilized because he doesnt want to ruin the moment

oh my godddddd. just. shouto realizing what a beefcake izuku is (he keeps forgetting cuz the school uniform isn’t the most flattering on izuku, and when he isn’t at school he wears the baggiest shirts) and feeling super flustered. after (nearly) freezing the lake izuku is internally screaming because flustered shouto is cute, and izuku doesn’t get to see that too often. so. it’s a blessing.

also consider, instead of freezing the lake, shouto boils it. so. the lake becomes a freaking hotsprings, and, honestly, after their daily training, it feels great.

darkseid  asked:

why don't you like new x-men scott? ive heard very mixed things about that comic, including that its what made scott interesting. (im neutral, ive read a bit of it but not enough to say either way, and i also just dont know as much about scott's history as you so i'm very curious what you think!)

what people mean when they say “interesting” is tht scott became the most annoying fucking thing this side of the multiverse. new x-men multiplied every single one of his flaws tenfold in a way that made him unlikeable and unappealing.

like a few examples. pre-2000s scott has some jokes about scott and jean being into bdsm. new x-men makes that into a plot point. scott wants dark, kinky sex his wife apparently can no longer provide. this conflicts with the fact scott also DOESNT want sex because after apocalypse he felt violated and used and sex was too much, this apparently upsets jean and she considers scott “weak” bcs of it. scott cheats on her as a form of “embracing his inner darkness”

pre-2000s scott finds other women attractive sometimes but only in the jokey ‘oh jeez psylocke please stop flashing me your boobs’ sense and he loves his wife more than he could ever be attracted to another woman. psyche! new x-men scott is tired of jean. theyve only been with each other for so long obviously they must be unhappy. true love doesnt exist and soulmates are a lie. jean is a bitch for some reason.

im not saying new x-men isnt entertaining. im not saying it isnt a must on any reading list. im just saying NO ONE IN THIS STUPID COMIC IS REMOTELY LIKEABLE. THIS SHOULD NOT BE MAINVERSE CONTINUITY. 


Lance pokes fun of Shiro being a merman (not an actual merman unfortunately), and pidge and hunk, defending their father’s honour, dares lance to take some of Shiro’s classes (he teaches people how to become merppl n all that w allura). 

Lance takes the dare and finds out this guy from one of his classes, whom he has a one-sided rivalry with, goes for mermaid lessons as well and *insert oh no he’s hot moment here*

anyway there’s lots of pining and swimming and mermaids and keith being obsessed with the mythical merpeople n lance finding it endearing as hell

[edit:] I’m not planning to write this however I will be building upon this au If you wanna write this or whatever could you link it to me? I wanna see it :D

i think one really cute detail is that Viktor used to wear gloves

at basically 



but once Yuuri gave him the ring

he stopped

Viktor Nikiforov is good and pure and so in love with Yuuri he’s so sweet my teeth are breaking apart 

“lance for black paladin”

“lance is actually very smart and just pretends to be dumb”

“lance is the one who brings the team together he unifies them all uwu”

“what if lance was altean? Or galra?”


“what if the show treated lance like the main character he is–”

“what if–”

so basically, this is what you want

    I would rather be at home all by myself not in this room
   With people who don’t even care about my well-being
  I don’t dance, don’t ask, I don’t need a boyfriend
So you can go back, please enjoy your party.



I’m so sorry for this the idea was just funny to me

Owl post

So you know how owls don’t need an address to find the person the letter is addressed to? What if these owls were even cleverer than that?

Imagine Draco, sometime after the war, sitting alone in his flat and not knowing what to do with himself. He feels so empty, but on the other hand, there’s so much he wants to say. But who should he talk to? There’s nobody there. So he just begins writing his thoughts down. Sometimes it’s little poems. Sometimes it’s like he’s writing a journal. And sometimes he writes letters, addressed to no one. He keeps writing every day and whenever he’s finished, he puts the piece of parchment onto the little pile on his desk, where he keeps all his personal writing.

If Draco had been paying more attention, he would have noticed that this pile wasn’t getting any bigger. It stays exactly the same, because his sneaky little owl delivers one per day to the person she thought could help Draco the most.

When she lands on her usual windowsill on Number 12 Grimmauld Place, the window is already open and Harry is smiling at her with a treat in his hand.

“You’re very punctual,” he murmurs as he strokes her feathers. He carefully takes the piece of parchment out of her beak and smiles as she starts nibbling at her treat. Harry suspects Malfoy still doesn’t know that his owl is bringing him these letters.

Harry had been puzzled himself at first, but it hadn’t taken him long to figure out who had written these. After that, he had tried to talk to the owl, tried to explain to her that she must have gotten the wrong address, because surely this wasn’t meant for him.

But the owl had come back every day, bringing Harry another piece of parchment and Harry had found himself mesmerized by them. The poems were heart-wrenching, Malfoy talking about his day made Harry want to go over there and talk to him. But he doesn’t dare. He would have to admit, he read Malfoy’s most inner thoughts without his consent. And Harry doubts, the Malfoy he would be facing would be the same as the Malfoy in these letters.

Sighing, Harry settles down on the couch and begins to read today’s owl post.

I had a dream last night. It wasn’t one of my usual nightmares, but I guess you could still call it that, because this will very likely haunt me for the rest of my days. It was about him. We were younger, much younger. We were on the Quidditch pitch, but not as enemies. We were just flying together, laughing together. It was so strange to see him like this. His eyes didn’t hold the resentment I am used to. He was looking at me like I was his whole world. It still hurts to think about it now. The worst part, however, was the way he cupped my cheeks and smiled at me, right before he kissed me. I could still feel his lips on mine when I woke up. I wasn’t even sure if I had been dreaming or not for a second. Then, reality crashed down on me again. Sometimes, I wonder what would happen if he knew. If he had known back then. I’m not sure if it would have made a difference. All he ever did was hate me, just as much as I pretended to hate him. I regret he never saw the truth. All I ever wanted was him. And for one night, my mind granted me that wish. However, I hope it doesn’t happen again. Only if my mind decides to let me dream forever.

Harry feels dizzy when he puts the letter down. It’s true, he never saw the truth, never even knew there was a truth to be seen. He had never thought to look beyond their fighting and mutual obsession. Never thought it could mean something else entirely.

But over the past few weeks, he discovered a whole different side of Malfoy and thereby discovered something about himself. He wants to take Malfoy’s pain away. Maybe he’s been wanting to do that for a while. And now, Harry knows he can.

He jumps up from the couch and locks eyes with the owl, still sitting on the windowsill.

“You clever little thing,” he whispers to her, as he strokes her feathers one more time. She hoots happily, as if encouraging Harry to hurry up. So he does. He hurries out the door, to apparate to Malfoy’s flat. He has no idea how he will do it and how long it will take Malfoy to believe Harry’s intentions are genuine, but it doesn’t matter.

He will do everything he can to make Draco Malfoy’s dreams come true.

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