i didn't get to pick them

Man, Attack On Titan’s character and thematic writing really is underrated.

I see almost nothing picking the characters apart (outside my bubble of Tumblr, at least), when to me it’s the most interesting part of the story.

I don’t think the horror would work if the characters didn’t have these human reactions. If everyone were a badass like Levi you wouldn’t believe in their threat. It’s really the tragedy element of a character’s human flaws and desires getting the best of them.

Eren’s mother’s death is so effective because she is so human. Because she isn’t a infallible source of hope. She’s just another human being who breaks when her family is taken away. If that weren’t there, I don’t think the scene would be nearly as powerful.

Imagine if Gelgar didn’t really have the drinking problem?

If the Levi squad never admitted their mistake?

If Ymir had no motivation of living for herself or Historia her predicament of having given a false name?

If Mikasa didn’t have everyone she loves constantly taken away?

If Eren and Armin didn’t have their shared dream of freedom or putting an end and giving a meaning to all the deaths that happen?

The characters all have human desires, but within a cruel and unfeeling world.

The world is unfair and our characters fight so it no longer would be unfair, this is why I think I care, at least.

Would you really care if these characters weren’t shown to be feeling these things? It’s not that the Titans are this overwhelming threat that makes this story effective, it’s that they turn a blind eye to feelings. The Titans could be no matter what size or shape, but their threat wouldn’t be real if it didn’t mean anything to the characters and thus the audience. We hate the Titans because they make the world unfair and cold (just as we hate Marley because they make the world unfair and cold).

The idea that rational badass who does nothing wrong = good character is such an annoying thing for AoT for this reason and would absolutely ruin the series.

anonymous asked:

Okay okay but like imagine inej comes back after being gone for a while catching slavers and stuff and then kaz is at the docks waiting for her and he's like I need ur help for a heist and she's kinda disappointed cuz she thought he'd be more kaz than dirty hands towards her when she got back but she's like sure I'll help but really it's all made up and he comes up with this elaborate plan for a heist but it really leads to a spot that has like a date set up or something like that

This is so adorable and all I need in my life. Kaz with a secret romantic side, I’d die. But look since Kaz is an awkward seventeen year old after all—whose most complex con is his own veneer of detachment—I imagine it differently. 

I mean this is the same kid who waited to talk to her because he didn’t know what to say. And then when he finally did he started going over plans they’d already established. The same boy who found her parents but didn’t know how to take her reaction so he started on about if things didn’t go as planned they’d be picking up her corpse instead. 

This boy has no idea what he’s doing when it comes to Inej. So imagine he tells her about a heist but it’s real. Except it’s not complicated and he could’ve done it alone. They’re only breaking into some rich guy’s place. Knowing the homeowner is out of town and there are only two men guarding the front entrance, Kaz anticipates the empty mansion. 

He set this entire thing up because he doesn’t know how to ask her out on a real date.  

While they’re there he starts to uncharacteristically linger. He appraises each piece of art in the extensive collection even though he’s not interested in stealing either of them. He just wants to hear her opinions. And when they get upstairs to rummage through the wife’s jewelry his quick lock pick fingers clasp a bracelet on her wrist while she’s not looking. When she feels the cold links draping her wrist, he walks away as if nothing happened. (Inej decides not to keep it, but doesn’t mean she isn’t flattered)

When she catches up with him she’s still blushing bright red and he’s raiding through their food. This is the most time they’ve ever spent in someone else’s place and it becomes clear to her then he’s after alone time with her, not anything in the house.

They end up sitting across from each other on the marble floor in the kitchen. With only the glow from a small candle, they pass a plate of fancy desserts, catching up on things they’ve missed.

It’s not long before the wife and kids come home and they have to leave. They climb out of a window, stumbling over the box of hibiscus that hung from the ledge. Laughing, they sprint down the street as they dust dirt from their clothes. They run all the way to Wylan’s because that’s where she plans on staying. When they say goodbye and she shifts through her pocket for her spare key, she pulls out a handful of the flowers and gasps. When did he even pick them up? How did he slip them in her pocket?

She watches him walk away, shaking her head. He turns and smirks before disappearing into the billows of smoke. She buries her nose in the flowers to breathe them in, smiling as she pushes into the house.

(27) Gladio’s pick-up lines.

Ignis: Gladio, I’m worried. It’s too early in the morning and Prom and Noct aren’t around. Have you seen them?
Gladio: …
Gladio: *takes jacket off* If you want to see your sons again you’ll have to do what I say. 
Ignis: I’ll count to three and you’ll bring them down from whichever tree you stuck them on, Gladiolus.

anonymous asked:

Draw the Schuyler sisters as cats

Ideally you can tell who’s who

Angelica is an Abyssinian, Eliza is a Ragdoll, and Peggy is an American Shorthair

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i can’t believe my team leader is a meme: the new series on mtv

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Got A Melancholic Temperament (that's what they said to me)
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

A new meta with a strange ability has public opinion divided on whether she’s a menace or a miracle-worker. The jury’s still out on the matter when the Snart siblings get caught in her crosshairs.

Or: Leonard and Lisa end up temporarily de-aged. It’ll wear off, but in the meantime, Team Flash has to figure out what the heck to do with them and how to keep them safe. Inviting them to live at the West house seems like a natural, if terrible, solution.

Originally posted by all-decay

The Colors Of The Girl // Draco Malfoy // Pt. 2

Originally posted by rosaesse

Pairing: Draco Malfoy X reader

Type: Fluff

Word Count: 2396

Summary: Draco saves you from killing yourself but when his plan to bring his people into the school threatens your life - he’ll do whatever he can to keep you safe.

A/N: This Chapter is dedicated to @milkywaygalaxygirl for being my first ever submitted comment! I hope you like it :) (PT. 3 coming soon!) 

Also feel free to submit any idea you have for future parts, these will be answered privately, to not spoil any possible events.

( @faithful-music @mrs–banner )

Warnings: Talk of suicide, physical encounters, Technically torture.

Part 1  :  Part 3


Draco sat outside the infirmary wing waiting for Madam Pomfrey to give him some sort of report. His hair had grown greasy from not leaving that seat to shower for days, and every time he ran his hand through his hair, the more of that grease got on his hand. His hand shot up from his hands when the door to the infirmary opened.

Dumbledore and all the house heads emerged… he’d been so distracted he hadn’t even noticed them even going in. They all seemed sullen and the house heads walked away as Dumbledore sat down on the wooden bench with Draco.

“You were the one who discovered her… yes?” Dumbledore questioned lightly. The pair had not had good relations, and they both knew it. Draco only nodded, staring down at his shoes. “Would you please tell me the details of what happened that night?” Draco nodded, sitting up taller and wiping his hands on his trousers before speaking.

“She had offered me some tutoring in astronomy and when she didn’t meet me after dinner I got worried, but I didn’t think much of it. I started asking people around if they’d seen her and no one had… Curfew was coming so I went back to my dorms, but I couldn’t sleep thinking about where she was and if she was okay. I noticed her when she was sinking… I think she may have put stones in her pockets or something. She was already out at that point… she almost seemed… happy. At first, I thought she was some…. creature, I couldn’t see her hair and her eyes were transparent but when I realized it was her I just… ran. I don’t know how I found her in the lake… but somehow I did. I grabbed her and just… ran with her in my arms. What was I supposed to do ya know? I couldn’t just let her die.” Draco spoke as though he was talking to someone he trusted, though he most certainly did not trust Dumbledore.

“Do you have any idea why she would do such a thing? You seem to know her…” The old man spoke.

“Yeah… her parents died and everyone picks on her. She’s been getting a hard time from my friends lately and I didn't do anything… I let them torture her. Shit fucking Christ!” Draco’s head fell into his hands as he realized that he should have done something more to stop them. Dumbledore made no effort to criticize him for his choice words, he was in pain and telling him to watch his language was not going to help.

“Perhaps you should head to the bathroom… clean up a bit, you don’t want her to see you like this when she wakes up now do you? That’s no way to impress the girl you love.” Draco was baffled as Dumbledores words, but the old man only chuckled and stood, walking away whistling to himself. I hit him then harder than it had before… Y/N tried to kill herself because he had done nothing to stop his friends.

Draco went to the bathroom as Dumble door suggested, and he surely did look a mess. He pulled his vest over his head and looked angrily at himself in the mirror.

Originally posted by fallingforamalfoy

How could he have let this happen to you? Almost every evening for four months you two had been together. Every evening your connection grew stronger… yet he did nothing to stop his friends. Bloody hell he even laughed along with them. He knew he should have stopped them. She was kinder to him than them all combined, though she’d never admit to it.

“Bloody hell Draco what are you going to do about this?” His voice resonated through the empty bathroom like a soft breeze over calm waters, smooth and with nothing to stop it. Looking at himself in the mirror, his hair was a mess and his eyes were sunken deep into his skull, hovering above dark circles that looked as though they could have been drawn on with a quill. He splashed his face with cold water before fashioning his hair the best he could to look acceptable before turning and walking away from the mirror, leaving his reflection behind him.

~~~~

When you woke up, all you felt was a twinge of disappointment. How could you have failed… again? You were sure of it this time… perhaps this was heaven? No, the pain you felt in your body was too real for this to be some godly alternate dimension. Madam Pomphrey scurried over to you when she noticed you had woken. She looked at you pitifully, obviously trying to show her sympathy without having to bring up your failed attempt to end your own life.

“Oh good, you’re awake. Please dear, drink some water. I’ll go fetch the headmaster.” She spoke as she handed you a glass of water and then walked hurriedly out the door. You thought you’d be left in peace then, but the silence was short lived as the heavy doors to the infirmary flew open. There he stood, his platinum blonde hair in his face and he appeared breathless as he scanned the room. His eyes landed on you and he stumbled into the room. Anger and confusion bubbled up inside you, your hair turning white. Though you never thought you’d see it turn colors again.

Draco approached you carefully, as though not to spook you and cause you to flee from him. You watched him as he inched closer to you. You mostly just wanted to be left alone. You especially didn’t want him around. Why was he here anyway? Is he here just to rub salt in the wound?

He didn’t sit when he came close to you, he just stood there in silence, the way you would when you were in the room of requirements. You rolled to face away from him. No words were exchanged that day… or in the two days following that one. It wasn’t until the fourth day that he had the courage to speak to you.

“It’s happening tonight… the whole… vanishing cabinet thing. I thought, maybe you’d want to know.” He went silent, not expecting you to respond, and you didn’t for a few minutes. But when you did your voice came out hoarse and tired.

“Am I going to die?”

Originally posted by imagine-everything41

He lifted his head to look at you after you spoke. The color of your eyes had reverted back to blue, along with your hair, but there was almost a fear in your voice as you spoke.

“No, I think… only one person is going to die tonight.” The voice he spoke in did not seem like his own. It was thick and sour to hear.

“By the end of your wand, no?” The words slipped past your lips like sands through the hour glass, there was really nothing you could do to stop them. He began to speak;

“If I don’t-”

“-they will kill you.” In an effort to finish his sentence you interrupted him. His eyes fell then, he looked more upset than he did before.

“No, Y/N… they will kill you.” He sighed and looked away, “I don’t want you to die.” He sighed as you rolled away from him. He knew what you wanted to say, you did too. You were dying to say ‘well I do.' “I know it may not seem like it, but you know Y/N…. I really do care for you. Despite everything I’ve done, and everything I’ve let my friends do… I care more about you than all of them combined.” He paused for a moment. “Look, Y/N.” He reached for your hand and grasped it lightly.

Originally posted by xxvampirediaries

You were simply limp in his grasp, you had nothing left in you to do more than roll over and choke out a few words every now and then. You couldn’t tell if you wanted to hold onto him for dear life or to rip your hand away and tell him to leave you alone. After all, how could you possibly trust what he’s saying? You’d seen him lie to others, and he could be very convincing.

“You don’t have to believe me Y/N… I know how you are. After all, I’ve spent every day for months with you, I know you don’t in believe what you can’t see with your own eyes.” His voice was softer now, though there was aching pain behind it. You closed your eyes and just listened to his voice as he spoke of the little memories together. Eventually, his words became a mush of sound, and you unintentionally drifted to sleep as he spoke. You only startled awake when his hand withdrew from yours. “Just… don’t say anything okay? I… don’t know how tonight’s going to go and… I’d like to hope that we’ll be able to talk about it in the morning.” He didn’t give you a chance to explain you hadn’t heard what he said, he stood and left as quickly as he could.

~~~~

You were still in the infirmary when everything went down. You almost wished Malfoy hadn’t pulled it off, just so that he wouldn’t feel guilty for the rest of his life. But then again, he’d be killing someone no matter what he did, the only difference is that one of you saw it coming, and the other didn’t care.

You weren’t scared when the doors to the infirmary burst open and Bellatrix Lestrange came storming in, followed by other death eaters. Including Malfoy. Your hair was still a deep dark blue as you watched them, you had nothing to fear for, so there was no reason to fear them. You were silent and your expression bored as the gang of people approached.

“And what have we got here.” She waved her wand at you as a gesture of who she was talking about. “What’s your name?” She looked at you intensely, you didn’t answer, only let your head roll to the side. “I said!” Bellatrix screamed, “What is your name?” You rolled your head back to look at her, your eyes tired and your emotion unchanging.

“What’s it matter? If you’re going to kill me just do it.” Draco looked between the two of you anxiously, worried that Bellatrix might hurt you. She tapped her wand on her chin and spun in a circle as she spoke;

“What to do, what to do.” She backed away from you pressing her tongue to her cheek, then she shot you a devious smile.

Originally posted by 01000101-r

“What do you think Draco? What shall I do to this… figure of… tainted blood.” She asked him as the rest of the group got busy trashing the building. The pale boy looked taken aback.

“Uh- I- Well,” He looked at you with a sorry expression, “She doesn’t fear death… so maybe… leave her to live would be torture enough?” His hands shook lightly, you watched as he gripped his wand tighter. She laughed out loud. 

“No.” She lifted her wand at you, “Avada-”

“-Expeliarmous” Everything happened in the blink of an eye, Bellatrix had made the decision to kill you, but Draco Malfoy had made the decision to save you. You don’t know which one made you happier.

Draco!” Bellatrix screamed, stomping her foot like a child. “What is wrong with you.” He shook his head and stepped between the two of you.

“I’m sorry Bella but I can’t let you do that.” He spoke softly. She looked between the two of you, before breaking out laughing.

“Oh!- Oh! Merlin!-” She choked out between fits of laughter and catching her breath. “The Draco Malfoy care’s for some half-blood filth?” She laughed louder before quieting down and thinking for another moment. “Oh wait… She’s not the one you’re-” Draco coughed loudly and stepped toward Bellatrix.

“Just leave her be.” His tone was deep and threatening, though she didn’t seem to care.

“Oh… wait a moment. I have a good idea! Quite a good idea indeed!” She skipped over to get her wand, and when she finally fetched it, she pointed it at Draco. She watched you as your hair turned black. “Oh! OH! OHHH! We have ourselves a Meta over here now?” Upon hearing those words Draco snapped his head to see you sitting straight up in bed wth pitch black hair and eyes. This was the first time he’d ever seen you scared.

“Don’t hurt him.” You were practically pleading since there was really nothing you could do about it, your wand had been lost in the lake. Bellatrix’s smile grew.

“Oh yes, now we can definitely have some fun.” Bellatrix cackled, “Sectumsempra!” Draco cried out in pain and fell to the ground. His white shirt began to stain with red blood. In a panic, you flew out of bed to his side, your hair turned blue again as you felt the distress of Draco in pain set over you. His pale skin seemed paler as he struggled to breathe and stared at the ceiling, blood draining from his body, getting all over you as you held his body close to yours. Bellatrix only laughed as she screamed and begged for her to stop. You didn’t have time to think before Bellatrix was casting another spell at you, knocking you out beside Draco on the floor.

"They don’t need us anymore"
  • -"I feel like its the fans that they were talking about here. You know because we've been through it all with them and now we're all growing up and moving on"
  • It's true. I never really understood why some fans did the most peculiar things over made up people and shows but i now know. I saw the first episode of teen wolf when i was in grade 8 i think it was and the first episode didn't really get me but i decided to continue to watch it and i soon feel in love with it. I font know what it is, weather it was the plot or the fact i love werewolves and supernatural stuff or it was because the people who played a part in it slayed their character. Or it could have been the fact that these people made it work.
  • I had a shit highschool life and i remember getting picked on and not wanting to get up in the mornings but i always wanted to when teen wolf was on that night.
  • I remember always wanting to do nothing i jsut didn't want to be here some day's but watching shows like teen wolf really did make me happy.
  • I know know why tv shows and made up charecters really mean so much to some people.
  • Because we connect with them. They play roles that we never realized we needed.
  • They say the words that we never thought we'd here or ever thing of saying.
  • They bring the meaning to life for some.
  • And they give us hope.
  • They teach us anticipation.
  • How to laugh.
  • How to love.
  • How to cry.
  • How to get over a hearbreak or friendship.
  • How to get along with people.
  • They teach us how to live.
  • They give us life.
  • Im so proud of the cast of teen wolf and the director and creator's of the show.
  • And i thank them so much because weather they know it or not they made a big impact on my life.
  • And i appreciate them for all they have done and am extremely proud.
  • The same goes for the vampire diaries, chicago P.D, chicago med, chicago fire.
Introduction Starters 2
  • "I'm sorry, have we met?"
  • "Here, let me help you with that."
  • "You look familiar to me."
  • "Excuse me, but I've lost a dog..."
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  • "If you could be anywhere in the world right now, where would you be?"
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  • "I wouldn't do that if I were you."
  • "Beg your pardon, forgot to knock."
Rizzy & clace.
  • I find it quite hypocritical how everyone is so upset about rizzy, but with this blood addiction storyline I can see why it would bother people. Despite how they started you can clearly see there is more to it. It could be the addiction talking, but it could also be so much more. It's quite possible that during their drug fueled frenzy they have developed real feelings for one another and that would be wonderful because something positive would come from this negative storyline.
  • To reiterate my point, I find it ridiculous that for the ones that read the books still shipped Clace when they thought they were siblings, which by the way could have easily been resolved with a DNA test. Regardless fans still rooted for Jace to have feelings for his presumed sister.
  • To the relief of many it turned out that they were never related, yet when they believed the opposite they still acted as more than siblings, even sharing a few passionate kisses, thanks to the very cruel Seelie Queen. How is this not toxic and more damaging than the addiction storyline. Surly recovering from the damage of being in love with your sibling would take years of therapy. I agree that the addiction between Isabelle and Raphael is bad, but people do recover from this disease. It may take time, but recovery is always possible and it is never anything to be ashamed of. It can be part of a person's journey and in the end make them much stronger as they overcome.
  • I imagine it would be much harder to recover from having strong romantic, even sexual feelings for one’s own sibling. This can cause real mental and long term psychological issues that may take years of therapy to heal. This kind of addiction is far worse and even immoral. How is it that everyone can be cool with Clace , but have a bigger bone to pick with Rizzy? Raphael and Izzy’s issues are far easier to overcome than dealing with the trauma of having incestuous feelings for ones on sibling. Since when is it more toxic to ship to addicts who will become stronger when they overcome their addictions together.
  • We all know that Clace aren't really related, but fans still rooted for them and indulged in their romantic scenes. As for the ones that haven't read the books and started shipping them from the show, not knowing it may have been toxic to root for them. I just feel that Rizzy is getting more hate than they deserve as it's not completely justified. If you ship clace you shouldn't be so harsh on Rizzy.
  • So how come everyone is cool with clace but have a bone to pick with rizzy??? At least rizzy' issue/problem can be dealt with very easily, it's something 100+ suffer from but having romantic feelings for your own sibling it's not any easy thing to overcome.
  • There is no need for all of the rudeness toward this fandom. If you didn't hate Clace during their dilemma then why all the hate for Rizzy, that will surely beat their current addiction. Everyone should be respectful, regardless of your views. No ship is perfect and usually have problems of their own that need to be addressed. With time a ship can evolve and become better because of their previous issues. In the end a ship can become a beautiful thing, mirroring those of Clace and Malec in the end.
  • credit to @outlawsandcircles for proof reading and improving my post.
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anonymous asked:

so me and my ex broke up cause he tried getting with my best friend which obviously didn't work out. a few weeks later his best friend asks to see me so he picks me up. we decided to go sit in the backseat of his car and smoke a j and then next thing i know he has 1 hand around my neck while he's kissing me and the other is rubbing my clit. we ripped each other's clothes off and fucked for hours. hottest sex ever and my ex doesn't know a thing :)

  • Robert: Looks like all this packing lark's unleashed your inner neat freak.
  • Aaron: Only gonna unpack it all again tomorrow. It's gonna be weird, innit, having a place of our own? A good weird, obviously. You've been amazing... getting me through these last few weeks.
  • Robert: (sighs, picks a CD up) Oh, I didn't know you liked cheesy teen pop!
  • Aaron: Erm... I don't, that's yours.
  • Robert: No, it isn't.
  • Aaron: (chuckles) It's all right, your embarrassing taste in music is safe with me. Unless, you know, I decide to tell Vic.
  • Robert: Well, I suppose I might have liked them... years ago in passing. Doesn't mean I like them anymore.
  • Aaron: It's fine, Robert, you are who you are. It's actually quite sweet.
  • Robert: So what, you're saying that people can't change who they are?
  • Aaron: Does it really matter? It's no big deal.
  • Robert: Yeah, as long as I'm that predictable...

Little garden update! It’s been about a week since planing and most of the seeds seem to be coming along pretty well, despite some still lingering mold problems.

The big fat Calendula sprouts are coming up and unfurling and seem pretty healthy!

The Blue Sage (Salvia azurea), which I was starting to lose hope on as their soil was pretty mold afflicted, is actually sprouting a bit! I may just get a few of them yet.

Here is the Hyssop, which I planted just the other day after using the paper towel in ziploc baggie method of germination. I was a little worried about them as I was taking a long time to get them transplanted into the soil and thought for sure I had damaged their radicels, but so far every one of them seems perfectly happy in their new dirt home. Also, microwave sterilizing the soil seems to have done the trick as they are, so far, mold free (knock on wood).

The Wormwood (not pictured) and Chamomile (pictured top) also seem to be doing fine but are still battling mold.

Now the only things that have yet to sprout (besides the things still cold stratifying in the fridge) are the Violas and, for some reason, the Spearmint, who just refuse to germinate.

I also am facing the age old problem of the seeds getting way too leggy, especially the Sweet Alyssum and Chamomile which have been sprouted the longest. I’m probably going to try to pick up some flourescent lights for them when I can afford it but are there any other tips anyone has?

anonymous asked:

but... but why did they divorce? ;_; (amazing fic - you have such a great voice in, even when i getting sad over them having broken up, you still make me laugh at the same time)

I don’t know, Nonny, you can probably pick any of the litany of usual reasons for an E/R break-up and it would work well enough: Enjolras working too much, Grantaire caring too little, and couple the constant sniping with the lack of sleep that accompanies their jobs, and it’s easy enough to imagine that all it takes is Enjolras saying just the wrong thing at just the wrong time, and Grantaire overreacting, and a knock-down, drag-out fight where neither of them remembers the cause turns into Enjolras furiously flinging divorce papers in Grantaire’s face, and Grantaire, ever the asshole, signing them. Because how about them apples, Counselor.

They both regret it, but if pride was ever their downfall, it’s more than evident here, and both are too stubborn to say anything until it’s far too late to walk back everything.

Nevermind that all it would take is one of them, just one, to say I’m sorry. Nevermind that as the days stretch into weeks and months and years, both have somehow managed to pretend that there’s not a gaping hole in their lives. 

They both sink into their work, with Grantaire requesting a transfer to avoid dealing with Enjolras. And Enjolras becomes one of the best public defenders, willing to go to the ends of the earth for his clients. And Grantaire becomes a top ADA in homicide, taking the cases that many of his colleagues won’t touch.

And they both pretend it’s enough.

But Grantaire’s always been a bit of a masochist, and besides, he’s never been as strong as Enjolras, or quite as stubborn. And when he comes into the breakroom one day to pour himself a cup of coffee, he asks one of his colleagues, “Got any interesting cases?”

“No,” he colleague replies, sounding as bored at Grantaire feels. “Misdemeanor B&E that the DA forced on me. It probably wouldn’t even go to trial if it weren’t for that stupid public defender, whatshisname, Enjolras.”

And it’s been six years, but Grantaire’s heart still trips out of his chest as just the sound of the name.

And it’s as if from a great distance that he hears himself offer, “I’ll take it off your hands.”

His colleague is surprised. “Are you sure? It’s a little below your pay grade.”

Yeah. He’s sure.

Six years has been long enough.

I’ve been seeing a lot of hate going around and being directed at the trainees who chose vocals for position evaluation because Park Woodam was unable to partake in vocals. 

Now I understand that it’s utterly unfair for Woodam and we all would have loved to see him shine however its makes no bloody sense to go direct hate at other trainees.

You want to blame someone, go blame mnet for closing the voting polls early and go blame the kfans for sleeping on Woodam. 

Don’t go blaming the other trainees for choosing vocals, when the boys where choosing their songs the only thing going through their minds were which role would suit them or what should they challenge themselves with next. This is a competition so none of those boys would be thinking ahh I shouldn’t pick vocals because there’s other great vocals ranking after me. NO they were only thinking about which role would let them shine and gather more interest towards them. There’s nothing wrong with that as this is a competition, so quit with hating other trainees because your fave didn’t get his desired position. 

anonymous asked:

I'm not an active user on here, but reading your blog I can't believe I'm part of a fandom (SB) that said bs like Candice slept around to get a role?? Wtf. Didn't they already intend Iris to be black, because of the Wally West character? What exactly could Candice have accomplished by 'sleeping around' other than being picked over a few other black woman auditioning for the role. Who said this shit? I'm gonna go ask them personally.

Yeah, they’ve done horribly things to/about Candice: said she slept with the producers and Grant to play Iris (even though the casting call did, in fact, call for a black woman and they wanted JLM as Joe and practically begged him to take the role, so the Wests were going to be black whether or not Candice was cast) while disregarding the fact Danielle was friends with one of the producers prior to the show so it’s WAY more likely her friendship got her an ‘in’ than a nobody black girl like Candice fucking two gay men and a bunch of other dudes, have photoshopped Candice to be white, photoshopped her face onto naked porn star bodies, have talked about how she’s moronic/delusional, how Grant probably throws up after kissing her, etc etc etc.

A lot of the nonsense is floating on Tumblr and Twitter, but I’m sure people could pull up screencaps and receipts. 

Keep in mind: I have no problems with SB shippers who aren’t shitty people because shipping it in itself isn’t the problem, it’s the ones who do stuff like what I said in this post I mock and call out.

Check, Please characters as things I've done
  • Jack: Gotten my wisdom teeth out and spent the next three days trying to convince my mom to let me go to Drill Team practice at the barn while on Vicodin. After that didn't work, called one of the girls at my barn and tried to get her to pick me up so I could ride (she didn't).
  • Bitty: Was stressed about school at like 2am, so I went downstairs and baked four dozen cookies. They need to chill for two hours before you bake them, so I went upstairs, slept for two hours, and then went back downstairs and baked them and brought them to school the next day.
  • Ransom: Went days without sleep, threw up because I was so sleep-deprived, and then had a breakdown in front of my English teacher when she asked if I was okay. I did get an extension on my project though so it worked out, I guess?
  • Holster: Called my friend at 1am once while he was doing Chemistry homework to tell him to go to bed. He didn't listen so I stayed up with him and we talked about girls.
  • Shitty: Got so mad at a kid who tried to tell me that my friend was a 'fake bi' whatever the hell that means that I went on a 10 minute rant, took his apple, and left to go get smoothies.
  • Lardo: Became on a first name basis with pretty much everyone in Art Honor Society, despite not technically being a member.
  • Nursey: Sprained my ankle while playing tag before an orchestra concert, then went onstage anyways and performed my solo
  • Dex: One time in the middle of a panic attack someone told me to calm down and I snapped at them and went, "I AM CALM!"
  • Chowder: Called my best friend, in tears, after my favorite hockey player got injured and I was worried he wouldn't get better fast enough
  • Bonus Kent Parson: Went over to my friend's house just to see her kitten. Ignored her completely and played with the kitten literally the whole time I was there

anonymous asked:

I have a motto while working box office- "You just can't win". Our senior age is 65, and lord o' mighty. I get bitched at all the time. People get mad that I didn't assume that they're 65 or older. They get mad if I ask if they are and if I may see some id. They get mad if they thought that they were going to get the same price because their friend made the age cut but surprise, they don't. They pick fights with me, suggest that I tried to "gyp" them and shit. I'm so weary of these assholes.

Ugh I have to go car shopping with my mother today. At least I get sushi from my favorite place if I go along. She always tries to use food as an incentive to get me to do shit for her and it only works half the time. She knows what she wants to buy so I figure it shouldn’t take too long. She already got the financing approved so…

anonymous asked:

We don't know that the "don't you ever want something more, maybe with someone in the life" narrative has been destroyed/deconstructed/gone to waste on Sam's part yet. I know a lot of people (myself included) really wanted them to be together, but maybe we just gotta accept that that's not who the writers had in mind for him? Like, i don't think the narrative is dead for Sam on that point just because he didn't end up with who i wanted him to end up with, if that makes sense?

Oh yeah, absolutely… but we also know that we’re beginning to run out of show for him to meet that person, you know?

The community of American Hunters was pretty small as it was, and now they’re getting picked off at an alarming rate, too… and I sort of expected that decimation, but the fact that Eileen was introduced the way she was had set her in a perfect position to BE that, you know?

Eh, it’s just a waste.

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