how dumb is she!

anonymous asked:

Wait, do you mind if I ask what wowowashley did?

okay i already answered this but basically she was a really popular taekook writer and she pissed a lot of people off by taking down the taekook fic she was working on to rewrite it for some nct ship and she came off very rude and ungrateful when she told people about it (the a/n where she explained all this is taken down so i can’t link you but i’m sure there are ss out there) but yeah basically she didn’t thank anyone for all the love and support and basically told everyone to fuck off

Originally posted by min-shookga-yoongi

i love how the lis fandom makes chloe look dumb just because she’s a dropout and has mental illnesses yet when she went to school (and even in the alternate timeline where she didnt dropout on purpose) she was a straight A student with the best grades who could’ve gotten into any college she wanted to, so maybe next time you’re gunna call her dumb or straight up stupid look at the canon facts before being an asshole

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One Year of the 100: Favorite Female Character → Lexa

#that moment when you realize that there were so many signs in the first lexa scene #signs that she was the commander #that look she shares with gustus #the references to the commander #the way she tries to play the innocent and scared girl #now it’s all so obvious

no but just imagine all the shit lena and kara put jess through

after they start dating lena is sometimes late to her meetings, consequently she’s late to everything after the first meeting and poor jess having to stall and find excuses for stuff

imagine all the time jess walked in on them

jess having to pretend to believe their excuses every time they break something in lena’s office

jess going into lena’s office later to talk to her abt something except lena isn’t fucking there and??? poor jess not knowing how she disappeared since she didn’t pass through jess’ desk. the first time this happens jess is so fucking worried, she’s panicking and lena isn’t answering her phone bc it’s still at her office and jess is close to calling the police when fucking supergirl herself drops lena off at her balcony

all the times kara ran through jess and barged in on lena’s office

the time kara brought coffee, but she was planning on asking lena out on a date that day and ended up dropping the coffee all over jess’ desk and the paperwork there

honestly, poor jess doesn’t get paid enough to deal with this type of shit

give jess a raise 2k17

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Maybe a relationship is just two idiots who don’t know a damn thing except the fact that they’re willing to figure it out together.

Vilde has always been my favorite girl in the squad and I was often met with pushback because “she’s so insensitive, so dumb, so selfish, so self-centered, so blind, so racist, so islamophobic, so ableist, so fake, etc.”

Vilde is the girl next door. Vilde is the girl that annoys you in your classes or at work because you overhear her saying the dumbest shit, and she makes your skins crawl because her voice is so highpitched and she just seems oblivious to everything all the time. Vilde is the girl you kind of hate because she tries too hard to be in with the cool crowd and somehow offends you every time you interact. Vilde is the girl who pisses you off because she wants a boyfriend and she wants to be pretty and skinny and popular and to host parties and be in the best bus and you feel like you lose brain cells whenever you talk to her.

Vilde is the girl you think you know but you know nothing about. Vilde is the strongest person you know and you don’t even know that.

Vilde carries the weight of the world on her shoulders with a smile on her face and she will never let you know that. Vilde would rather have you think she’s dumb than have you know how she feels. Vilde is not perfect and she makes mistakes but you never give her a chance because you think you know her. You think you do but you don’t.
“Vilde can still choke. She did this and this and that”. Keep in mind that everything you know about Vilde is what the other characters think they know about her. No one really does, but hopefully she opened up to Magnus and maybe Sana 💛.

I’m so grateful I’ve been given this clip. I’m so grateful I’m no longer alone in defending this girl who has a massive heart and bones of steel. I’m so grateful we got a glimpse of the real Vilde.

Everybody you meet is fighting a battle you know nothing about. Be kind, always.

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some bungou for tomorrow’s artist alley commission samples

anyway it would have made more sense to draw akutagawa but the paper could barely hold all the ink on chuuya’s coat, so i changed it to kyouka

Pavlov had it all wrong

I am a single adult human living in a house with two corgis. Got Girldog from a shelter when she was about a year, year and a half old maybe; got Boydog a few years later as an 8-week puppeh. And let me tell you something, from Day One, this has been a three-way psychological experiment. I no longer know who is manipulating who on a daily basis.

  • One of the first things I trained Girldog to do was not to bark at the dinner table; if she barked at me while I was eating, I put her in The Quiet Place (her crate) where she couldn’t see me. She learned almost immediately to subvocalize her barks, to let out a breath with just enough vocal cord vibration that I wouldn’t QUIIIITE consider it a bark and move her further away from the food. It’s a sound like this: “Hrrrr. Hrrrr. Hhhrahhh.” I didn’t realize how odd this was until my aunt came over and said, “That dog hissed at me.” “Yes,” I said, “she does that.”
  • Boydog learned to do tricks by watching Girldog. I never taught him to sit. He learned by watching Girldog get a treat for sitting. Once, I told both dogs to sit at the same time, while I held a treat in each hand. When Girldog didn’t sit quick enough, Boydog put his paw on her butt and pushed her down.
  • I hung a bell on the door and taught Boydog to ring it when he wants to go out. Girldog sees no reason she should ring the bell, as it is beneath her dignity, and she can get her way by barking instead. Boydog, however, will ring the bell for Girldog when she lurks around by the door, although he has no interest in going outside himself. Girldog has made Boydog her personal slave in this matter.
  • Boydog rings the bell when he doesn’t need to go out but thinks I have been at my computer too long. By the time I get to the kitchen, he’s nowhere near the door, but hey mom, as long as you’re up, let’s play! He obviously does not believe I can see through this extremely clever ploy.
  • Girldog once climbed onto a sofa, crossed the back of it, leapt from the sofa to my desk chair, leapt from the chair to the desk, and knocked all my stuff off the desk. (I wasn’t there, but it was obvious from the trail of destruction what route she had taken.) Then she got down and proceeded to ignore the bag of corn chips she’d encountered and focus her attention on biting my phone charger in half, chewing up a USB memory stick, and eating a pen. I still have no idea how she could be so smart and so dumb at the same time.
  • Boydog will chase a laser pointer (not uncommon for dogs introduced to them as puppies! Pro tip) but only when Girldog is not around, because she hates it for some reason and will tackle him for it. Girldog also likes to be outside while I want to be in, and Boydog prefers to have us both inside. Boydog will lead me to the laser pointer, pester me until I get it down, and then run around chasing the laser and barking madly. No matter how stubborn Girldog has been about staying outside, she wants to know what he’s barking at and immediately comes inside. (It is always the laser pointer he’s barking at, Girldog. Always.)
  • There is a chair in my bedroom that I cannot sit on. The dogs take turns sleeping on it, depending on who gets there first. The only hard and fast rule is that if the human sits on the chair, they will both lose their cool. The chair is for dogs only. I have not even tried to sit on the chair for about six months now.

I suspect I’ll be adding more of these as the three of us continue to train each other.

Can we just appreciate that Miss Skullnick congratulated Star for trying even though she got the answer wrong?

It was just a really nice moment

Not Safe (C.H)

{pic not mine}

warnings: cussing, mention of religion

A.N: i’m not christian so i’m sorry if any of what i say is offensive,, im trying not to mention as much religion…

His hands started to give out from holding his weight up for so long, so he hovered above on his elbows for support. That deepened the kiss. Tongue was everywhere, you wouldn’t even know what the goal was with this tongue. His crotch brushed against hers, a slight tough but enough to make him moan her name ever so loudly into her neck.

“Oh, Y/N,” he sighed into her neck. He placed small kisses on her neck and on her shoulder, moving back up to her neck. He was having the time of his life. As for her, she stared up at the ceiling. In lust? In desperation? Was she grabbing onto his shirt, desperate for a deeper touch? No. She stared at the ceiling, her eyes filled with boredom, her breathing stable, her body stiff as wood. The routine was simple and the same. Her five year long boyfriend would come over for steak and mashed potatoes for dinner with her parents, sometimes it was with mac and cheese when her mom felt adventurous! Then they’d go up to her room for their 7-8 study session, only to turn into an intense make out session. Or an intense make out session for him. But it never ended with sex. The Lord would not approve of premarital sex. Please do not break the routine.

He let out a grunt and placed one last kiss to her collarbone, letting out a deep sigh. He lifted his head above hers and touched their noses, rubbing his tip against hers. “God, I want to marry you,” he sighed. His eyes were still closed in lust as he savored her smell, the taste of her. Her eyes were wide open, her lips forming a fake smile to show him she was just as enthusiastic as he was. His eyes opened to meet hers and he returned a bigger smile to her. He kissed the tip of her nose and slowly made his way off of her, letting out a loud groan as he made his way up. He sat back on the bed and watched as she made her way up as well, her hair just slightly messed up from the slight head movements on the pillow, her lips glistening from spit and chap stick. Their eyes met and his smile turned into a smirk, proud of his work of art. She placed her hands in her lap and returned a small smile. He furrowed his eyebrows and reached up to move a strand of hair away from her face.

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Okay so I know this lip syncing at the finale thing is really dumb and that shea definitely deserves the crown but with all the tea that’s leaked about the finale i can’t help thinking about Sasha winning and how happy and cute she’ll be when she gets crowned and all the amazing things she can do with the prize money and all the amazing things she would do with this platform

I’m sure this has been done before but I’ve been wondering about it for some time.

So the Radch originally/technically refers to an isolationist Dyson sphere and the Radch we know is a buffer zone protecting it from the outside.

Gloves are almost as synonymous with Radchaii culture as tea and bloody conquest, but at one point Sphene scornfully mentions something about wearing gloves being a laughable attempt at maintaining purity when outside the Actual Radch.

We know Radchaii religion of course places a great stress on purity and ritual cleanliness, about what you’ve touched, washing your hands etc. Does this mean that Original Flavour Radchaii don’t wear gloves at all times?

@annleckie