i actually really like this set

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GRIMM | 6.12

I thought I lost you once already tonight. Be careful.

interviewer: how annoying is ryan reynolds on set?

jake gyllenhaal: i would say he’s really not annoying at all… he’s like… he’s actually the best… he’s the best personality on set and he makes everybody feel pretty great and his energy, which i deeply believe in, it’s like… it infects the whole… in like a… in like a… like a sort of… hu-… in like a very… in like a… think about… think about it like an epidemic. uhm… like of… of mass proportions. that’s what his personality’s like… but positive.

anonymous asked:

I know there's this quote from Liam that says harry is the scariest when he's angry (not sure if that quote was ever confirmed it actually came from Liam??) do you think that's true? What do you think sets him off to make him really angry? He seems like he holds it together really well

I think it’s probably true only because he rarely gets angry. People who barely ever show signs of anger or raise their voice are always the scariest when they’re legitimately mad. My mom is the same way - she hardly ever cusses or raises her voice, but when she does, you know she’s serious.

I don’t know what would set him off, now that you say that. Maybe something dealing with Anne or Gemma? People saying shit about those he’s closest to when they’re absolute, 100% lies. And when he has a family of his own, I’m sure their safety being threatened will really set him off.

Possibly something involving his privacy. I see him getting protective over his career - if he doesn’t want to do something or doesn’t think it’s going in the right direction (no pun intended), I could imagine he’d be very vocal about disagreeing with something that doesn’t feel right.

But, yeah, people who are always angry/yelling don’t really ruffle my feathers. That probably has something to do with my dad. It’s the never-angry types that are the scariest, because you know something is bad when they feel the need to speak up.

anonymous asked:

Hi Elle! Are you and Chris having a blast traveling??? I'm setting the intention to be as free as you guys are and I really think I'll manifest it this year!! I was wondering if Sedona people have started an actual ecovillage yet or what the beginning stages of that look like? I want to do something like that in the future and I'm curious about how it starts!!

Hi love!! Yes, we are!! =D We just returned from our hike/camp at the Colorado Trail and Mt. Elbert! <3 We’ll be on Santa Catalina island next week and then up to Oregon shortly after! <3 I am sure that you are already manifesting exactly what you have intended right this very moment! Your dream cannot wait to unfold itself for you! <3 <3 <3 =)

Great question! A group of people in Sedona have indeed started an ecovillage that is open for the public to see! http://avalongardens.org/about  They started out in Sedona and then settled down permanently in southern Arizona! <3 I love what they have created!! It is a real treat to visit them and to immerse in their way of life! Ecovillages start in the heart. Then, when one has thoroughly settled into their intention, others with the same frequency start to show up! A friend is building an ecovillage as we speak (though it will be more private than the one in the link I posted) about 20 miles from Sedona with 50 Sedona collaborators and a few people who are moving from L.A. Yet another group of co-creators are still manifesting the money to build the ecovillage they want. The man who started the community is an architect and they’re in the blueprint stages right now! They all live in the same neighborhood and are matching the frequency of what they want by behaving as if they are already in their ecovillage! Each person only makes food once every two weeks because each person makes enough during that time to feed everyone for a couple of days! They pool their resources, their money, and their brain power and they are going to be starting their own site in January 2018!!! Most of us have visited a ton of ecovillages in Russia, New Mexico, Bali, Costa Rica, and our own dream spaces in order to really merge with the vibration of our vision(s)! <3 I have been invited to be a part of 4 ecovillage communities that are already well-formed, but I have felt guided to build one from the ground up and see it through its baby stages! Chris and I have several people (from our Ringing Cedars intentional dream space) coming here in May to co-create and to start physically manifesting OUR unique vision of heaven on earth! All of us share a similar vibration and co-create beautifully together.  Most of Sedona is already a blossoming community that is geared toward off-grid creation, so spending a year or two planning out the actual physical spaces is where most of us are focused right now! <3 <3 <3 We are currently managing our own, independent food supply, creating most of what we need from scratch, upgrading everything about our inner and outer selves, and remaining tuned in to our Hearts and True Selves! It can take time to fully visualize the actualized space that will truly express our Essence. We contain the Universe, and better yet, we can overflow! Our Homestead and intentional Community will reflect this! <3 <3 <3 

Side note i watch moana the other day and oh my god. I knew a little about Polynesian culture cause i’ve looked into it before and all the tiny details like the basket weaving and showing them planting their crops, how they did their tattoos, the honi. Like it’s now up there with mulan as my two favorite disney movies. Plus I LOVE mythos and any story about mythology is my shit. And when they talked about all the stuff maui did for humans like they could make a disney show about all THOSE stories.

I really hope they make more movies like this were they show the tiny important details of different cultures. like frozen or cinderella they are just in magic make believe lands and theres no real like substance to their homes and cultures and ways of life and of my god i loved it. It was so beautiful. Like it would be cool to see an indian story from way back when and they treat it like they did moana or one about like germany like ACTUALLY set in german not like rupunzel which is like implied to be in gemany.

I just loved it so much and i wish i had seen it in the theater. It really gave me so many emotions which i love from a movie. And Moana’s journey of trying so hard to do as she is expected and lead her people ignoring what she feels inside and just trying to be the chief then finally getting her mothers support when she runs off to save her people is just omg i may have cried and im a cold hearted bitch so that says something

I just loved it so much 😭😭😭😭

anonymous asked:

Do you think Scully is a good role model for girls of color also? I'm white and a women in STEM and she's been a good role model for me and a few women in my lab cited Scully as the first reason they wanted to go into science but most the women of color in my lab don't even know who she is, and some who actually watched the X-Files growing up don't think Scully as a female scientist representation for them and said they entered science for a variety of different inspirations.

As a white person, I don’t think I’m really qualified to speak to this issue, except to say that I think representation is always important.  TXF is a pretty lily-white show.  Kersh is the only recurring Black character I can think of off-hand and he’s clearly set up for us not to like him.  And then there’s Reyes, but her possible Latinx background is ill-defined at best, and basically limited to her name.  The Scully Effect is real among white girls and women, but I don’t have any kind of data or research showing it had ripples through the rest of America/the world.  

My extremely overly simplistic answer is that I think that Scully is a good role model, and I hope that extends beyond white girls, but I can’t say for sure that it does.  I wouldn’t blame any non-white person for being frustrated about the show or not considering Scully their personal role model.  I hope there are lots more movies like Hidden Figures that feature real-life role models for girls of color, and that movies and tv consciously embrace diverse portrayals of people in STEM of all ethnicities, sexualities, gender presentations, and social standings.  

Andromeda is doing quite well with its gameplay and characters.

I am probably in a minority of people who don’t actually mind the tedium of ‘Dragon Age: Inquisition In Space’.

Cutting the squad size down to six really gives these characters a bit more of a chance to breathe, I do like that, from the moment they’re introduced, we see them interacting as a group rather than just with Ryder - and I’m always a sucker for the Dragon Age 2 approach of having most of these people be relatively unremarkable ‘mundanes’ in the setting.

The main story though… I’m still yet to feel any investment in that.

professional-dragonsandmemes replied to your post “You didn’t have an embarrassing fan phase. You had an enthusiastic fan…”

nah we all definitely had an /obnoxious/ fan phase. it wasnt inherently embarrassing, but if u went around screaming references and shit at ppl u def were obnoxious

Like I guess you’re entitled to your opinion and all but a lot of people and especially a lot of autistic people are really self-conscious about how enthusiastically we engage with media and fandom, sometimes to the point of hating ourselves and never letting ourselves actually enjoy things, so I don’t know why you’re so dead-set on pissing in everybody’s cornflakes by writing this shit on a harmless post just trying to make people feel better about themselves like what the crap.

So just to recap really quickly to be sure I’ve got this right:

  • UKvia’s Prime Minister, David Cameron, wants to win a general election, but UKIP are pinching all his voters because they want UKvia to leave the EU, a process hereafter known as Brexit. 
  • He therefore promises to hold a referendum about the EU that won’t actually be legally binding, but says he’ll stand by the result anyway, so it’s like, practically legally binding.
  • He wins his general election. The referendum on Brexit is set for June.
  • The campaigning is split into Remain and Leave camps. Political parties are immediately all over the damn place, except UKIP, who literally only exist over this one issue. David Cameron wants to Remain. The Leave camp is headed by Evil Clown Freak Boris Johnson, the former Mayor of London with an impressive cult of personality who wants to be Prime Minister so he can kick out all the Muslims and have his detractors beaten and/or killed, and Nigel Farage, a sort of Haunted Walnut Mask possessed by the soul of an angry Nazi who wants UKvia to be an autocracy or at least to just stop interacting with anyone who is The Wrong Sort, i.e. not white.
  • The Leave camp also contains some people we call Lexiters, who want Brexit for left-wing reasons. Unfortunately, they utterly fail to spot that they are being given an overly-simplified binary option and not a nuanced opinion-giving vote, and that they will therefore be siding with and empowering racists.
  • The campaigning begins. The Remain camp mostly uses an economic argument. If Brexit happens, they argue, the pound will plummet, causing another recession and also all that European funding our poorest areas receive will vanish. The Leave camp mostly uses an immigration argument. We’re swamped by swarms of immigrants stealing all the jobs, houses and opportunities, they argue, and if we kick them all out you’ll get your jobs and that back.
  • These arguments are both targeted at incredibly impoverished people. They hear the first argument - that they’ll be economically worse-off after Brexit - and think, “Things can’t actually get any worse??? So???” They hear the second argument - that there’s a really simple reason that they’re poor and it’ll be fixed by Brexit - and think, “So things can actually get better??? SIGN ME THE FUCK UP.”
  • Also, the Leave campaign is much richer, and can afford to do far more leafletting through people’s letterboxes. Older people who don’t/can’t use the internet to fact-check are incredibly vulnerable to factual-looking leaflets through the door about the EU, with titles like “The EU - the facts”.
  • The main points that the Leavers ultimately push, though, are as follows:
    • Let’s close the borders and stop immigration!
    • We spend £350 million EVERY WEEK on the EU. Let’s spend that on the NHS instead!
    • The EU is completely undemocratic, unlike the UKvian Parliament! LET’S TAKE BACK SOVEREIGNTY.
  • These are all literally lies.
  • All of them.
  • Nonetheless, the second one in particular gains traction - it gets emblazoned across the Leave campaign bus, and put on all of their posters when they give speeches.
  • The Murdoch-owned newspapers of UKvia, most notably the Daily Mail (the paper that supported Hitler), all peddle these lies ceaselessly, and paint anyone who disagrees as ‘unpatriotic’.
  • Meanwhile, Nigel Farage announces that unless the gap between the decisions is 10% or more, he’ll demand another referendum.
  • Just before the referendum happens, an MP in the north of England called Jo Cox is gunned down and murdered by a Leaver who shouted “Britain First” as he killed her and owned Nazi memorabilia.
  • Anyway, the referendum rolls around, and the following happens:
    • Older people overwhelmingly vote to Leave, having been taken in by the Lie Leaflets. 
    • Poignantly, some of the poorest areas were incredibly susceptible to being given easy scapegoats for their poverty, and so also vote to Leave.
    • A shit-ton of people who don’t actually want to Leave vote to do so because they too have failed to grasp what a binary election is or means, and think that by voting Leave they’ll simply show the government that they’re unhappy with UKvia’s position in the EU.
    • Lexiters seeking ideological purity vote to Leave.
    • Racists vote to Leave in their droves.
    • Young people overwhelmingly vote to Remain.
    • The final result is a win for Leave, with 51.9% of the vote to 48.1%.
  • Immediately, the pound starts to not so much fall as plummet, taking several other currencies with it.
  • Within four hours of the polls closing, the Leavers admit that even though they’ve won, they won’t be able to close the borders.
    • THE FIRST LIE IS REVEALED
  • The following day, as the result is announced, Nigel Farage appears on national television. Not only does he admit that we won’t actually be spending £350 million a week on the NHS, but he denies ever having said it, and claims he thought it was a mistake that others said it. Photographs immediately circulate of his election bus which had it written on the side, and of speeches he gave in front of posters that said it.
    • THE SECOND LIE IS REVEALED
  • David Cameron cries, because this was never meant to happen.
  • Towards the end of the day - less than 24 hours after the result is called - the Leavers one and all admit that they don’t actually have a plan for this happening. In a bizarre twist, they blame this on David Cameron, a man who, for all his evils, wasn’t actually in their campaign, nor was he the head of a political party that literally only exists for this exact scenario. 
  • The already-falling pound now enters freefall, breaking records for how quickly it can sink.
  • The Daily Mail publishes a story smugly telling Britain to “take a bow”, and then explains all of the shit that’s now going to hit the fan. Its readers are furious that they weren’t told this before the referendum, and are horrified that they now won’t be able to own and use their French holiday/retirement homes.
  • The racists take to the streets in unbridled delight, harrassing and assaulting everyone they think might be foreign, buoyed by the belief that everyone agrees with them. When Remainers try to talk about this, Lexiters suddenly crawl out of the woodwork to try to silence them, squawking about how it’s totes unfair that people think they’re racist for voting Leave. They do not see the irony.
  • Meanwhile, millions of people start calling for a second referendum, now that the blatant lies have been revealed. Also, all those ones who voted as a protest are feeling really fucking stupid. And hey, Nigel Farage did say he’d call for a second referendum if the margin between was less than 10%, right?
  • Right?
  • Riiiiggghhhht?
  • WRONG, MOTHER FUCKERS. Leavers who are either racist or tribal about the whole thing start posting memes about how everyone should ‘accept democracy’, and telling Remainers - or Remoaners, as they get rebranded - that ‘you lost, get over it.’ 
  • David Cameron meanwhile, having now schismed his country, induced the rise of street-side fascism, exploded his own economy and that of others and plunged the nation into a quagmire of uncertainty and No Plan, falls on his sword and resigns. At least now he might be remembered as the man who destroyed his country rather than the time he face-fucked a dead pig while gazing into the eyes of another Tory.
  • Nigel Farage then stands down as head of UKIP.
  • No, that needs repeating.
  • NIGEL FARAGE STANDS DOWN AS HEAD OF UKIP.
  • This is literally the only thing he’s for, but he’s so dramatically incompetent and out of his depth that he has to flee the scene and get someone else to do it.
  • Maybe Boris Johnson? No more Cameron, Johnson was a Leaver, now is the time…
  • NOPE
  • Because he can’t do it either.
  • But why?
  • Because there is literally no good way of leaving the EU without tanking the economy so hard we all go back to using horses for horse power and return to the barter system. He knew this all along, of course, but like David Cameron and, let’s be fair, everyone else, he didn’t think we would actually leave. So he could back the safely-losing-but-popular-horse and ride into Downing Street as Man of the People. But then it all went wrong and so now he’s on the run.
  • Theresa May ascends the throne instead after a two-horse race in which one of the horses had only three legs and got shot before it was halfway in. Theresa May is a Remainer, but she really, really hates human rights and wants to repeal them.
  • That’s not hyperbole. She literally wants to remove our human rights.
  • In the first sensible political move we’ve seen in months, though, she makes Boris Johnson the Foreign Secretary. This cuts him off from his cult of personality power base, while making him responsible for negotiating our new trade deal with the EU, which as mentioned, is never going to be good. It remains to be seen how effectively she has kneecapped his chances of becoming PM at the next election, but it’s a damn good blow she’s struck, credit where credit’s due.
  • Then she sets about trying to repeal the human rights act.
  • People - Leavers - start braying about Article 50. Article 50 is what we need to enact to leave the EU formally, but is an odd thing:
    • We can trigger it, but withdraw from having done so at any time?
    • The referendum was not, as mentioned, legally binding, so May doesn’t actually have to do it. 
    • The big question: Should Parliament get to vote on it first? The referendum was not, after all, legally binding. Should Parliament have a say in it?
    • Given that the Third Big Lie was that Brexit was about reclaiming UK Sovereignty, you’d think the answer here would be a straightforward ‘yes’.
    • The other big question: what the fuck is the plan for leaving? What will our trade deal be? Terms like ‘Hard Brexit’ and ‘Soft brexit’ get thrown around. Everyone is bewildered.
  • Then the pound dips lower than the Euro, which is a fucking disaster. UKvia’s newly-instigated minimum wage, designed to be a living wage, comes into play just in time for the costs of living to soar. Big companies start leaving Britain. Jobs become uncertain or are lost.
  • Polls show that the number of people who voted Leave but would now vote Remain is now greater than the margin of difference in the actual result. We haven’t even left the EU yet and already everything is going to shit.
  • Unilever announce that, owing to how the pound seems to be on a one-way journey to the centre of the fucking Earth, their products will be more expensive. This includes Marmite.
    • Marmite, for those who don’t know, is a black tar-like edible paste made of yeast extract that prides itself on splitting people more completely than an ill-planned EU referendum, in that you either love it or hate it.
    • It’s vegetarian and it makes things taste like meat, and you can flavour gravy with it.
    • I know what you’re thinking but you’re wrong, it’s delicious. Marmite on buttered toast is lush.
  • Anyway this makes people go F U C K I N G   M E N T A L. Marmite is a British institution HOW VERY DARE THEY
  • People who previously didn’t give two mouldy shits about capitalist production as long as the product was cheap start screaming about how it’s only a problem because Marmite is bottled outside of Britain, meaning import costs. This is easier for them than accepting that their vote caused a Marmite Crisis.
  • And then the case of Should Parliament Vote On Article 50? goes to the High Court. 
  • The High Court judges rule that yes, the British Parliament should vote on this as well.
  • Leavers. Lose. Their. Fucking. Shit.
  • People who moaned and wailed about British Sovereignty now moan and wail about the Sovereignty of Britain being protected. Remainers gleefully tell them that ‘you lost. Deal with it.’ They do not see the irony.
    • THE THIRD LIE IS REVEALED
  • Immediately following the ruling, as if by fucking magic, the pound does a U-turn in its bid to burrow through the planet to Australia, and for the first time since the whole mess began surges up against the dollar.
  • The Daily Mail publishes an article stating that it’s an outrage that the High Court ruled this way because one of the judges is “openly gay.”

Is that everything?

Small Witchy Challenges to Reconnect to Your Practice

Sometimes it can be hard to really feel connected to the actual magickal side of being a witch. Personally I’m involved with my deities or other spiritual/personal things 110% of the time but I don’t always feel connected to my actual witchcraft. So here are a few small magickal challenges I thought up to help anyone in a similar situation.

✨ – Set aside a time once a week to burn a candle. Make it a color that connects to whatever aspect of your life you would like insight or growth in and spend 10 minutes watching the flame and opening yourself to whatever it is you’re seeking.

✨ – If you have any books with pre written simple spells in them (most intro to witchcraft books have a section) flip through it and find a spell that calls to you and do it! As written, just to practice getting out of your head and going through the motions of spell work.

✨ – Send out blessings. To your crush. A new friend. Your best friend. Your mom. Whoever.

✨ – Call up your energy into your palms and then place them on your own heart to send yourself love and healing and to connect yourself to your energy.

✨ – Spend some time picturing the kind of witch you wish you were, your ideal witchsona if you will. Then tell yourself that’s exactly who you already are. Keep reminding yourself whenever you feel disconnected from your craft that you are already an unbelievable witch.

✨ – Go back through your old book of shadows/grimoire and reflect on what’s worked for you in the past.


✨ – Wake up and tell yourself first thing “I am a witch. I am magick. My life is full of magick. I see and feel all the magick around me. I am a witch.”

✨ – Pick out outfits or accessories that make you feel witchy. (Bonus points for intentionally planning a super witchy outfit on the full moon)

✨ – Do a spell for anything that’s coming up in your life that you want to work out a certain way, no matter how trivial it seems. Test this week? Do a spell. About to start a work out routine? Do a spell. First date? Spell. Gotta stay on budget grocery shopping? Spell. Your worth it, it’s good practice, and if it all ends up working even better!

✨ – Write down spell ideas as they come to you. Save them as notes in your phone and then come back and flesh them out in your BOS later.

✨ – Come up with your own challenges! If you’d like to share, tag me on your post or send them to me, I’d love to hear your ideas!

Attack on Titan is and always has been imperialist propaganda written by a Nazi supporter. The idea of the walls and their fragility is meant to criticize Japan’s antiwar policy, and the Titans coming back after 100 years is meant to imply that if Japan doesn’t start having wars and breaking down their “walls” and conquering the East again, other countries will come to terrorize the region. What bothers me most having watched the first season of it is the line about “Living like livestock”. It asserts the notion that to live without imperialism is a form of complacency, like somehow the country isn’t living life to its fullest if it isn’t out pillaging and raping the peoples of Korea, Manchuria, Indonesia, the Pacific Islands, etc. I will say that it’s actually really poorly written, so the ideas the writer has don’t come across super strongly, but it’s still seriously dangerous stuff.

Add to that the fact that so many characters have German names and that the setting seems to have a lot of european and specifically German vegetation and architecture becomes obvious that the writer wants viewers to feel nostalgic for the Axis Powers. It’s really infuriating to me as a Jewish person because it’s supporting a political climate under which the genocide of my people could resume even when we just now have the same Jewish population worldwide as we did pre-Holocaust. It’s fucked up and now that people are talking about it coming back for a second season after so long I want to urge you all to please boycott it.

-Stephen

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diego luna appreciation week
day five: diego + riz ahmed and donnie yen
Actually, Diego Luna, because I was trying to learn random Spanish sentences — I learned a little bit of Mandarin from Jiang Wen, a little Spanish. So Diego was kind of my unofficial Spanish teacher on set. He was terrible, I didn’t learn anything really — Riz Ahmed says Diego is the one who is most likely to correct his grammar.

Like, I can’t get over it. Maybe it’s petty but I can’t get over this really visceral indignance and hurt over the fact that Hillary deserved to win

Like, set aside whether or not you like her policies or not. That’s not the point. Hillary Rodham Clinton has 40 years of public service under her belt. She’s proven herself to be efficient, smart and good at the job. 

Not only that, but as the former First Lady, and as Secretary of State, she probably has as much knowledge of what being the President entails as one can possibly have while not actually having been President. 

Like, I don’t think POTUS is a job you can really be overqualified for, but if it was, HRC is it. 

She’s worked so hard for so much of her life, and she’s done so much, and she lost to a man who has literally NO experience in politics, a man who rarely (if ever) gave any concrete answers on what he would actually do if elected or laid out policy plans, a man who lied to the American public time and time again, pretended he never said things he absolutely said, a man who is probably at this moment still panicking over the fact that he won and has no idea what to do now.

They say a woman has to work twice as hard to be half as respected as a man, but goddammit, HRC must have worked like twelve times harder than Trump ever has in his life, and he still got handed the Presidency because of an outdated system, because other Republicans were too chickenshit to stand up to him (@ PAUL RYAN) and most of all because people who opposed him still hated HRC so much they couldn’t be fucking bothered to show up.

And I know we have bigger problems but I can’t wrap my head around the injustice of it all, all I can think is that it’s not fair. HRC deserved to be president, she deserves the White House, she deserves the title, she deserves the respect. I know that’s not why she ran (unlike Trump, whose entire campaign was an ego stroke and we all know it). I know the presidency isn’t like, a medal you get for working hard, it’s a job. I know that, but it still pisses me off so much. 

Like maybe if she had lost to someone who was at least remotely qualified to lead this country, it wouldn’t bother me so much, but she didn’t. She didn’t even lose to Trump; she won the popular vote. She lost to 40 years of misogyny and mud-slinging and conspiracy theories and slander and flat-out lies, and now it feels like that misogyny won. 

She worked so hard, she’s done so much for a country that spat on her time and time again, and she’s still working despite it, even now, and she deserves better than this. 

So I’m playing Breath of the Wild tonight and it’s raining in-game but the clouds are clearing and the sun is at my back and starting to set, and as I’m wandering doing whatever I notice that up in the sky there’s a big freaking rainbow and I stand there for a minute like “Did Nintendo really program rainbow physics into this game?” and then a cloud passed in front of the sun and the rainbow faded and I’m like “Holy shit dude, Nintendo programmed actual real rainbow science into the weather for this game.” and damned if my mind wasn’t blown at the attention to detail. Good on you, Nintendo.

things girls do that are attractive that are not dainty or typically feminine:

  • yell angrily about some shit they’re fired up about and make good points but really angrily
  • yell excitedly about something they’re excited about
  • accidentally hit things because they are Too Damn Excited
  • put their hair in a messy ass hairdo because it’s convenient
  • focus hella hard on some project or whatever that they’re doing
  • strong athletic muscle sports thing. i can’t personally relate because i’m weak but you keep going, strong muscle athlete girls
  • call out men on their bullshit
  • when they give a goddamn point-by-point speech to call men out on their bullshit and you can see it in their eyes that they are not fucking around today
  • sing while walking around even though no one is really listening and no one asked but they actually have a really good singing voice
  • flip their fucking shit when they see a cute animal
  • make terrible, terrible choices about nutrition and diet and have zero regrets
  • wear mismatched awful fashion that just looks bad. i genuinely love that tbh
  • wear fashion that looks Great but it doesn’t fit the setting like fucking cosplay or fancy dresses or suits in casual settings. like they just do not care it’s good
  • do something utterly silly that little kids do, like run to jump into a puddle or color with crayons, and are just happy about it
  • when there’s a class discussion and somebody says some wrong shit and they just say “actually!!! you’re wrong!” and don’t back down
  • talk about some thing that men make fun of women for caring about, like fandoms or cute singers or makeup or literally anything, and don’t hold back even though someone is rolling their eyes

anyway i’m worried some of this sounds sarcastic because tumblr is fond of mocking girls for bad fashion and things but i genuinely find all of this attractive. feel free to add

the first thing jean ever sends to the trojans group chat is a ten-second video of a drunk jeremy dancing around the dorm as he lip-synchs to kylie’s your disco needs you, which then cuts to jean, wordlessly holding up an alarm clock that reads 03:23 am

A conversation that probably happened on the set of Supernatural
  • MISHA: You know what's really out there? ANAXIMANDER! WEST ANAXIMANDER!
  • JARED: Oh wow that's really out there. I'm sticking to my white American Texan roots. THOMAS COLTON. That's pretty safe.
  • MISHA: Safe could actually be interesting. MAISON MARIE is pretty safe right?
  • JENSEN: What are you guys talking about?
  • MISHA: Baby names
  • JENSEN: OH! I GOT ONE! JUSTICE JAY. It's my name (Jay) with a side of Justice!
  • MISHA: Justice Jay, really?
  • JENSEN: What's wrong with Justice Jay?
  • JARED: It's not as badass and Texan like AUSTIN SHEPHERD!
  • JENSEN: Excuse you what's more badass than a little JUSTICE brought into this world??
  • MISHA: I think you two are glossing over the fact that I have the wild wild WEST. I'm the clear winner here.
  • JENSEN: West? Direction? Compass?
  • STEPHEN AMELL: *walks by and crosses the road*
  • JENSEN: ARROW! ARROW RHODES! Hahahaha suck it losers!
  • JARED & MISHA: Are you being serious?
  • JENSEN: As serious as that Sirius Black guy!
  • DOG: *walks by*
  • JENSEN: BLACK..DOG? I GOT IT! ZEPPELIN! ZEPPELIN RULES! BRAM!
  • JARED: Bram?
  • JENSEN: ZEPPELIN BRAM
  • JENSEN: *puts on sunglasses and walks away*
Faking It - part 3

 Paring: Bucky Barnes x reader

Characters: Bucky Barnes, reader

After getting news about a family reunion coming up, the reader decides to set up a plan to make her look like she isn’t as single as she actually is. But when all her candidates can’t go, she’s left with the only person who she least expects to go along with the plan.

Word count: 1.8k

A/N: I was actually going to make this part longer but decided to just end it all with a little fluff. I’m also really surprised at how much attention this imagine is getting, I honestly didn’t expect that. But I’m glad you all like it!If you want to be tagged, just tell me and I will gladly do so. I also never proofread my shit so bear with me, I’ll proofread tomorrow and fix the mistakes tomorrow as well. 

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“Fuck, fuck fuck,” You repeated when you realized that the pancake was burning. “Shit!” You cursed and searched for a fan to get the smoke and smell out of the kitchen.

Through violent coughs, you found a control system in the kitchen. It had various buttons but the one you pressed was labeled “Ventilation.” The smoke got sucked up through a vent above the stove. Once it was all clear, you were left with a burnt pancake. A sigh escaped your lips as you tossed the burnt pastry into the garbage.

By the time Bucky walked into the kitchen, you had whipped up five pancakes, bacon, egg and a fruit salad. You yourself had a full belly and all you needed to do was change out of your pajamas.

“Morning, doll,” He greeted.

You didn’t acknowledge the pet name he had given you. Instead, you returned the greeting. “Hey, Buck. How’d you sleep?”

“Turns out, a designer couch isn’t the best thing to sleep on,” He ran his fingers through his loose brown locks before sitting on the island. “You made breakfast?”

You nodded and set the plate and bowl in front of him, “I hope you like strawberries.”

He smiled, “Thanks, Y/N.”

“No problem, least I could do after you agreed to tag along, lend me your shirt and sleep on the couch.” You began cleaning up the kitchen.

“This is amazing,” Bucky said referring to the pancakes.

You smiled, “I should get dressed. Busy day and we need to take some sort of food to the barbecue.”

“Pizza!” He called.

“Uncle Matt is already bringing that,” You shouted back. “Think of something more original!”


You arrived at the beach with a bucket of fried chicken. Bucky smiled in triumph as he held a bag of gummy worms and was happily chewing away. He raised a gummy to your face and tapped the candy worm on your closed lips.

“Open your mouth, goddamnit Y/N,” He muttered.

You laughed and he threw the candy in your mouth. You nearly choked, but successfully chewed on the worm. “Watch my Aunts are gonna give me shit for not cooking anything.”

Bucky carried the bucket of chicken with his flesh arm and wrapped his metal one around your waist before pulling you close.  You mirrored the affection and rested your head on his bicep.

“You’re so good at this,” You whispered.

“Of course I am,” He planted a kiss on your forehead and you felt almost sad that his lips didn’t press against yours. Don’t get attached Y/N, you told yourself.

The volleyball net was already set up. A few of your cousins were in the middle of a game. Sports had always been your family’s thing. Your grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, parents and siblings were all .masters at one or two sport. It was no shock that you the first person to absolutely despise sports. Mainly because the last time you played a game with your family, you ended up with a black eye and various bruises. No doubt with your years of training you were able to kick ass, but you were still a bit weary.

“You’re just in time for the game,” Your sister Erika smiled.

Bucky joined your Mother near the table where all the food was. He set down the bucket and your Mom started up a conversation.

You let our a humorless laugh, “It’s a no for me.”

“C'mon Y/N!” Your brother Jay persuaded.

“I said no,” You shot back.

He raised his hands in surrender and shook his head, “Still have a stick up your ass, I can see.”

It took every ounce of strength you had to refrain from putting Jay in a tight headlock and force him to take his comment back. Instead, you glared at him, “Fuck you.”

You stomped away and approached your mother, who was laughing with Bucky. She saw you and smiled, “Y/N, dear.” She noticed your murderous glare that was now softening. Your mother sighed. “Don’t let them get to you, sweetie.” She kissed your cheek and glided away to one of your cousins who had a baby at hand.

“What’s wrong?” Bucky asked, concern written all over his features.

“My siblings,” You mumbled.

He pulled you into his embrace and you found comfort within his arms. You weren’t sure if it was because you have a lack of affection, but your found yourself blushing each time his fingers made contact with your skin.

“Well if it isn’t Little Miss Butt-shine.”

You gritted your teeth and turned to face your Aunt Betty who didn’t seem fond of the scene that was before her eyes.

“Ease up on the PDA, this is a beach, not a brothel.” She pushed past you and Bucky before grabbing herself an empty plate.

“We’re hugging,” You snapped at her. “But I don’t expect you to know anything about PDA, considering the fact that you haven’t had a man in over 15 years.”

Aunt Betty stopped serving herself food. You knew you had her by the throat. She glared at you and Bucky stifled a laugh. “Watch it, Y/N.”

You raised an eyebrow and stood up straight to indicate that you weren’t afraid. Not anymore.

The glaring contest would’ve continued if Bucky didn’t decide to intervene. He stepped between the two of you and nearly carried you away. You huffed in anger as he sat you down on a chair. He chuckled at your state.

“You’re cute when you’re angry,” He said.

“That woman knows how to piss me off,” you mumbled under your breath and continued to glare at Aunt Betty who was now laughing away with one of your Uncles.

“Hey,” Bucky grabbed your chin and made you look him in the eye. “Listen to me.” There wasn’t any harshness that lingered in his voice, but you knew that you had to listen to what he was about to say. “Don’t let them get to you. At the end of the day, they’re not the ones that get to say that they’re an Avenger. You have that privilege.”

He was right. Of course, he was right. You thought that you’d be the one to comfort Bucky throughout the week, turns out it’d be the other way around.

“Now let’s eat, cause I’m hungry again and that Chicken Alfredo looks really good.” He stood up.

You smiled, “Aunt Hazel makes the best food.”


“Will they notice?” Bucky asked.

“Unlikely,” You replied and started backing away from the crowd.

A bonfire blazed in the middle. A few members of your family sat around it. Others were playing an intense game of volleyball. All the attention was glued to the game. The sun was long gone. The moon now replaced it. Stars sprinkled the velvet sky but were hardly visible near the light of the orange flame.

You broke into a jog. Bucky ran beside you. Occasionally, you looked behind you to see how far you were. When the bonfire was nothing but a mere orange speck, you came to a halt. Without warning, you collapsed on the sand and dug your fingers into the earth. Bucky knelt next to you and softly rubbed your back. For a sweet moment, you were indulged in silence. The only sound was the waves serenading you with its soothing music.

You sat up and Bucky pulled you to his side. Your head lolled to the side until it rested against his broad shoulder. Bucky took your hand and you sat there, with your fingers intertwined with his and your eyes shut. Dread settled onto your shoulders. You wanted to leave. To go back home. To the Avengers facility. With Steve, Sam, Wanda, and the others. To those endless nights of you, Sam and Wanda watching Disney movies. Always crying when Mufasa died in The Lion King. Those mornings in which you trained hard with Natasha, learning new techniques. Painting with Steve, browning frustrated when you couldn’t blend the colors correctly. At least they respected you.

“Do you want to go back to the house?” Bucky asked, breaking the silence.

You nodded, not trusting your voice to carry out words. He stood and helped you up. As soon as you put weight on your legs, your knees buckled and Bucky was quick to catch you. You felt so weak, so small. Bucky carried you away from the shore.


Your spirits were lifted once you reached the house. Being away from your family made your soul mellow again. You returned to your usual smiley self. Bucky noticed this, he too smiled at your state.

It was only 11 PM, but you were exhausted. Although you resisted, Bucky helped you into the house.  You didn’t bother going towards the lounge and closing all the curtains. At the point you didn’t care, no one would look into them anyways. You changed out of your clothes and into the Pink Floyd shirt. When you walked into the bathroom, Bucky was standing over the sink. His bare back was facing you. A pair of sweats hung low on his hips and you sucked in a breath.

He looked up, his eyes meeting yours in the mirror. He gave you a sly smile as you approached him and reached for your toothbrush. Not a single word was exchanged between the two of you as you got ready for bed. It wasn’t an uncomfortable silence. It was one of relaxation.

“Goodnight doll,” Bucky said.

“Night Bucky,” You smiled and watched as he left the bathroom.

You sighed and remained in the bathroom for a few seconds. You gripped the sides of the sink and took in a deep breath before entering the bedroom. The lights turned off behind you as you climbed into bed. You tugged the sheets up to your chin and shivered, though it wasn’t cold. The bed felt too big for you. It felt like you were in a sea of loneliness.

“Bucky?” You said aloud. “Are you awake?”

“Yeah,” He replied from the other side of the wall.

“Can you,” You paused. “Can you come sleep in here? Please.”

Silence followed. Seconds passed and dread began settling onto you once again. The sound of footsteps made you perk up. You lifted your head and with the moonlight, you were able to spot Bucky. He was walking towards you. A shirt now covered his torso. You scooted to one side and let Bucky climb into bed, under the sheets with you.

“Are you cold?” He asked.

“No,” You said. “I just didn’t want to be alone.”

You weren’t surprised when Bucky pulled you close to him. Without hesitation, you snuggled up next to him and relaxed at the sound of his heartbeat. He rubbed circles on his shoulder using his thumb.

“You’ll never be alone doll. Not when I’m here,” He said.  Bucky held you until you fell asleep.

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Let’s face it, 2016 was a shitty year for most of us.. HOWEVER, it’s almost 2017, which means we all get a new, fresh start! I’ve already made my plan, and thought I’d share it with you as it might help some people! 


Write down a list with your goals
You’ve probably heard this a lot, but it seriously works. By visualizing your goals, they become way more serious, and you’re much more likely to actually succeed! Most people tend to set goals that are too difficult, leaving them unmotivated. But to improve your life a lot, these goals really don’t have to be that big! Here are some examples of really good goals, that are totally doable:
- Drink 1 glass of water more each day
- Replace most of the white products with the brown version, such as whole wheat pasta and whole wheat bread
- Get off the bus 1 stop earlier than normal, so you have to walk some extra kilometers! If you only travel by car, just go for a quick walk in your neighborhood after coming home. As they say, sitting is the new smoking!
- Start stretching 2 times a week, and build it up. It might suck at the beginning, but you improve incredibly fast! 

Make a new music playlist
Music is very important and has a big impact on your mood. Start with a new fresh playlist and make new memories with these songs! 

Do something new
Basically: get out of your comfortzone! I can’t even describe how important it is to get new experiences which you always thought were nothing you’d ever do. Join a new gym, become part of a club for something you enjoy doing, travel on your own, go to the cinema on your own, stuff like that. You will be incredibly proud of yourself after doing it, feel much more comfortable in any situation, and your self-esteem will improve like crazy.

Plan many things you like to do in January
It might just be for me, but January is probably the worst month of the year.. It’s still cold outside, but the nice Christmasy feeling is gone, and it’s so long until summer.. But you can change that EASILY! Hang out with your friends, go to many museums, bake a lot, and so on :)

Think about what went wrong in 2016
What is the first negative thing that pops in your mind? Would you like to work out more? Focus more on school? Write them down, and make a visual plan on how to do it better this year! Really do it and take some time to think about it, it’s worth it!