i don t need a man

honestly I haven’t talked about the bullying and the islamophobia and the pain because that’s just… really triggering for me man.

I don’t like what julie is doing. I’m tired and disappointed that the only thing she wanted to do with sana was just to press on yalls white guilt without even thinking about us muslim fans watching and how we might feel about that.

we don’t need that constant reminder. I would have liked being reminded of the beauty and sense of community my religion brings me, not just the hatred thrown in our faces from all sides. and the worst thing is, even a sensationalist and white gazey storyline like that is not enough to get y'all interested. she’s selling our pain, our exhaustion, our loneliness and yall turn the other way.

it’s that indifference. it’s that indifference that’s making us so angry and sad and dejected. and I see y'all coming with the whole “it’s for norwegian teenagers so of course it’s going to be aimed at a white audience”, well, tell that to the norwegian muslims watching, I’m not sure they’re very happy either.

so far, this season has been pretty much nothing but exhausting for muslim fans and that’s just… not how it should be.

Nct as things that my family said in New York

Renjun: !!!!!!! Airport gum !!!!!!!

Mark: I got on one moving sidewalk I kept going backwards so I turned around and went that way

Haechan: At least we know that if you’re not eating they’re feeding you with compliments

Doyoung: You’re screaming in my ear and I’m about to punch you in the nose

Chenle: *constantly screeching Hamilton or Wicked or Cats*

Taeil: Hello fellow New York teens we’re homeschooled

Taeyong: Be safety that’s me

Jisung: I have to pee so bad I might throw up


Ten: Ok I’m leaving I just farted in public

Johnny: Need me a man like that. If they don’t understand much English then they can’t say no

Jeno: Beep beep know what I’m saying

Yuta: that’s so embarrassing for your life. And your soul.

Hansol: How do you get a patch in a motorcycle gang??? You have to kill someone, right? I’m about that. Wait so you don’t kill someone??? I can’t do that? Oh then I’m out.

Winwin: You know what else is weird?? You sleep with your eyes open

Yukhei: *when asked if she’s wearing a seatbelt* no but this Big Mac will save me

Jungwoo: I’m so excited about my umbrella hat you guys

Kun: I love our hair! It’s a good thing we got that rogain for you

Jaemin: this guy looks so happy I wonder what happened to him

anonymous asked:

The common thing is a cocky cowboy, but damn if I don't occasionally favor a confident Hanzo. I mean, blushing McCree, on his knees, will do anything Hanzo says, can't speak properly around him despite being able to flirt with everyone else, and Hanzo knows it but teases the ever living fuck out of the poor man... It's the simplest thing but I need more of that content.

“Darlin, you sure are pretty as pictu-”

“I know. You’re not half bad yourself, cowboy. Perhaps you can show me how good you are at riding some time.”

That was how it had started, and it had sent Jesse McCree into a downward spiral. He was a charmer with silver tongue who could talk his way out of- or Into- any situation he pleased. But Hanzo Shimada was a force to be reckoned with, and he had his own agenda. He was as confident as they came, fully aware of the beauty he possessed, the power he wielded, the grace of his movements, all effortless. He was not one to be out shown in anything, so when Jesse had come on strong, he had shit right back, so much so that Jesse found himself at a loss whenever they were near each other. Hanzo would always start with coy words and to the point flirting, then walk off without a second glance before Jesse could find words.

It had carried over into their bed once the two gave in to the fire burning between them. Hanzo was confident in all he did, demanding and powerful, and God damn if it didn’t drive Jesse up the wall. He wasn’t a weak man himself by any means, but wasn’t it nice to sit on his knees and listen to the commands of the Dragon. He could never get enough.

I uh…
I may have gotten a promotional email notifying me that a Lobster Kigurumi was available complete with a photo of it and I uh…

Shit dudes I don’t have an explanation beyond that. 

(I have this mental image that the P5 protag is one of those people that gives a joke gift along with something actually nice or useful [I do that tbh] but its always like oh no the joke gift is perfect.)
[Also its transparent sooooo…]

Suicide is the cause of one death per 40 seconds in the world.

About 800 thousand people die due to suicide int he world, creating 1,4% of the total deaths in the world.

About one million people die from suicide in the world per year, about 20 million people have tried to kill themselves.

Brazil has the hightest raiting of people diagnosted with anxiety.

Depression will affect about 300 million people in the world until 2030.

The hightest cause of suicide attempts is social harassment, also known as bullying and cyberbullying. 

Why am I saying this? First because this is mental health month, and we need to know that our worlds can affect people. We can never know what someone has been through, we don’t know their stories, what they’ve been through, and we have to be careful with what we say and do. 

And second because unfortunately Chris Wood - a man who’s very vocal about mental health, has been lead away from any social platform. He was scared off by hateful people, by people that - behind their screens - think they’re actually doing something. A man who has saved peoples life’s is now silent. 

The hate he gets everyone has become so gross, so vile and uncalled that it makes me scared about whoever is saying that stuff. How come a show about a hero has brought on so much hate in people, how come people think they’re entitled to do that?

You’ll have to understand that words have weight. Anything we say to anyone can break them, it can send them in a path of destruction. We finally, finally had someone who cared enough about it, and what people do? They make him go away.

Nothing is worth someone’s else mental state, no ship, no character is worth someone’s life. Please, think wisely about what you say, unless you want to be someone’s elses reasons why. 

High School Band AU: Ch. 3

Man, I got so carried away, this is so long! Hope you have patience to read all this.

Also hope you like it, of course! ^^

“Do you have a curfew or something?”

“Not that I can recall.” You never needed one, since you don’t go out too much at night.

“Oh, so you have a few hours to kill?”

“I guess…” both yours and his voices are muffled due to your helmets. Also, yours is a little tight, guess of all the girls that hopped on his bike, you have the biggest head.

You thought he was taking you to the ice cream shop or that place with the French fries, you heard some girls that are in your class talking about these places where Zen usually takes his dates, but… of course you’re not his date, so it makes sense he’s taking you somewhere else… right?

Okay, so you’re not a date, you’re just… how did he say that time in the audition? Weird quiet girl sitting in the back? Yep, and add a big head to that! And… you don’t want to go all paranoid again, but… does he take all weird quiet big headed girls to this neighborhood? What have they done to deserve this?

Yes, it’s hard not to tilt your head, trying to find some place familiar, and not get insanely scared when you’re not able to. Where are you? Why is he taking you to this part of town?

He stops the bike side to side to a whole line of motorcycles, you’re still looking at these fancy Harley-Davidson when Zen clears his throat, his hair tickles your forearm lightly, that’s when you realize you’re still grabbing his shirt in his sides.

“O-oh… sorry.” You quickly pry your hands and take your helmet off, avoiding any glance to the rearview mirror. You can’t even imagine how awful your hair must look right now.

“If you were that scared, you could have just wrapped your arms around my waist, you know that?” he says jumping out of the bike and offering his hand to help you.

“I wasn’t scared.” You pretend you didn’t see his hand and jump out by the other side of the bike.

“Of course you weren’t.” you’re pretty sure he’s being sarcastic, though his tone doesn’t sound like that, so it’s better just ignore it.

“So, what are we doing here? Looking for trouble?”

“With you dressed like that? Maybe…”

“What’s wrong with my clothes?”

“You know, those shorts are a little… short?”

“Shorts being short? I did not see that coming…” you roll your eyes and give him a lazy smile.

“Seriously, just take my jacket, MC.” He takes his leather jacket off and hands to you, you were about to refuse, but his serious expression and tone made you reconsider.

“Do you have a fake ID or something?”

“Well, I wasn’t feeling like committing a crime today, so I forgot mine home.” You try to accentuate your words with your hands, but his jacket is so big on you the sleeves are covering up until your fingers… you must look so pathetic right now.

He chuckles looking at you. Yeah, not even your sarcasm can be taken seriously when you’re wearing a leather circus tent all over your body.

“Maybe I still have one… here. Let me check.” He leans closer and reaches for the inner pocket of his jacket. His fingers brush slightly in your belly, making you shiver. He’s close, really close! Is his hair really silver? Isn’t that premature grey hair? Who cares? It’s so beautiful, it looks so soft, if you could just…

“Found it! Here you go, MC!” he hands you a little rectangle made of plastic. “Or should I say, Miss… Lana Del Rey, 24 years?”

“Wait, does it really say Lana Del Rey?” yes, it does. “Oh. My. God! And the photo is Lana Del Rey too! Couldn’t you even get an asian chick, at least?”

“An asian girl named Lana Del Rey?” he has a point… wait, he doesn’t. Actually… you don’t see what would be a better option in this.

“Zen… whatever you’re thinking, nobody will believe I’m 24 and my name is Lana Del Rey.”

“Well, tell that to Marshall Bruce Matthers, 25 years old, who gets into that club every Saturday night.”

“Marshall Bruce… you mean Eminem?” he looks at you puzzled. Hum, not a big hip hop fan here, apparently. But wait… a … club?

“I… don’t think it’s a good idea, Zen…”


“Whatever. I don’t think we should go into a biker’s bar, we’re…”

“Biker’s bar?” he looks at where he parked his bike, oh yeah, in front of a well known bar where bikers get together to get drunk and angry. “Oh… no, MC. We’re not going there, we’re going… there.” He holds your shoulders to turn you to face this night club, where flamingos made of neon shine, indicating that you’re welcome to Pay It no Mind.

“A… gay bar?”

“Have you been here before?”

“No, I… just heard about it. Have you… been here before?”

“Yeah, a friend of mine own this place and I leave my guitar in the backstage there.” you blink a couple of times and you both stare at each other, in silence, then he jumps in surprise. “Oh, he’s really my friend, he’s not my… boyfriend or anything. I don’t… I don’t date guys.” He clears his throat.” So don’t worry, cutie, I’m straight.” Don’t worry? You feel like rolling your eyes so hard they’ll end up stuck in the back of your head. “So… shall we?”

“Zen… Marshall. I’m… I’m too young, I’ve never been in a place like this, what if is dangerous?”

“What kind of danger you would face in a place where all the guys don’t want anything to do with you?”

“I… I don’t know! You never know! I…”

“Are you scared? Like you were in my bike?”

“I wasn’t scared back then and I’m not scared right now!” you realize you’re actually yelling, okay, now this is really pathetic. “Why would you even bring me here?”

“To have some fun. It was probably a weird stressful day for you, you know, being kidnapped by Saeyoung, then having to breath the same air as Jumin Han for so long…”

“You don’t like Jumin?”

“I… it’s not that I don’t like him, it’s just… he does some things that I disagree with…”

“What things?”

“Uh-uh! We’re not playing this game! You won’t do this cute face and expect I just forget what we’re here for. Come on, Lana!” he grabs your hand, you would fight if you weren’t confused. What Jumin does that Zen would consider wrong? That guy doesn’t seem the type to do anything wrong… and… were you being cute? How would you even look cute with your messy hair and this jacket swallowing you?

“Good to see you again, Marshall. Have fun, Lana.” The guy that watches the entrance barely looks to your IDs, oh… so security isn’t really strict, that’s why two asian kids can pretend to be two white famous singers and walk into a club just like this.

“Zenny! You’re back!” the bartender greets him cheerfully. “Hi, honey!” then he waves for you with a big smile, you wave back, shyly.

“Hey, dude! Good to see you.” This guy approaches him, giving him that familiar jock greeting when guys bump shoulders brutally. Hum… odd scene for a gay bar… or maybe it’s just you not being able to run from gay people stereotypes… “And you must be Zen’s new girl!”

“I… I’m not…

“She´s, she’s not… she’s hum… Mystic Messenger’s new vocalist.”

“Oh… that girl who sang Barbra?” he hugs you, you widen your eyes in shock, you’re not used to this kind of affection all of a sudden. “Hyun talked a lot about you, he couldn’t keep his mouth shut, but I’m glad he’s getting what he wants, at least.” The guy brushes his fingers in your hand… that is still holding Zen’s, you immediately pull away and blush. “Awww, you were right. She’s cute.”

“Yeah, yeah, you’re making her uncomfortable. Just quit!” he sounds really annoyed. Hum… maybe he is the one uncomfortable here?

Then this guy invites you two to his table at a VIP section and Zen doesn’t look so uncomfortable anymore. And as you watch these people dancing and having fun, you realize you’re not uncomfortable either. You’re having fun, just like Zen wanted you to.  

“So… you two are neighborhood friends, for like…”

“10 years?” Zen nods. “Yeah, something like this. Can you believe? This fella here is like 4 years younger than me and yet, he saved my ass from some guys trying to beat me up for being… well, you know by now…”

“Gay.” You say bluntly, why would he be scared of saying this in a place like this?

“Exactly. Who could tell, right? Our little bad boy here likes to protect minorities, isn’t he cute?”

“Yeah… I mean, protecting minorities is… cute. Actually, it’s important, not… cute.” The guy chuckles, making you feel really good. You wouldn’t like to let him bothered in a place where he can be absolutely himself.

“You’re cute too, huh? Wearing a jacket that is twice your size, having this frizzy hair, you almost look like a little kid…” Hum… “It’s almost hard to believe you’re a vocalist of a high school band…”

“Come on, bro. Just leave her alone…”

“No, I want to hear more. Why can’t you believe?”

“I don’t know. You don’t seem… sexy enough for this.” You narrow your eyes, biting the inner part of your cheek.

“MC… let it go… he’s just teasing you.”

“I want to know! As far as I’m aware, I should be a good singer, my… sex appeal or whatever shouldn’t play a part on this. Right, Zen?”

“Well…” he looks to the side, avoiding your eyes. “B-But I disagree with him, MC. I think you’re sexy! I mean… you’re cute… I mean…”

“Dude, just shut up…” you glare at them both. “You see, cutie?”

“I’m not seeing anything. Not yet. Tell me… do you have an electric guitar here?”

“MC…?” Zen meets your gaze. “What are you thinking?”

“Do you?”

“Yeah, it’s in the back, Zen plays it here sometimes…”

“Come on, Zen.” You get out of the table and head to the little stage.

“Shit, this girl is crazy!” Zen follows you. “MC, what are you thinking?”

“I just want to have some fun, Zenny. Can you grab the guitar in the back, please?” you say smiling and reaching for some hair elastic bands in the pockets of your shorts, tying your hair in two piggy tails.

Okay, Zen is scared and excited, the fire in your eyes is… impressive, he can’t take his eyes from you under these colorful lights, you remind him… of himself, getting ready to a performance for the musical theater club… that one he never had a chance to actually talk to you?

“Fine. Grab the mic. I’ll follow you.” You smile at him, and he feels super hot, for some reason.

You go up the little stage of the club, and a great amount of eyes drop on you. You shiver, but this one is bigger than that one you felt when Zen touched you.

“H-Hi… Ladies and gentlemen and… ugh, who am I kidding? Fuck gender, am I right?” you gain some cheers and whistles. Okay… don’t screw this up, MC… think!

You run to Zen, who’s setting the guitar equipment, and whisper something quickly to him. He nods and smiles, watching you reassume your position in the mic.

Zen plays the intro. You cannot believe he actually knows the song…

“You don’t have to be beautiful to turn me on. I just need your body, babe, from dusk till dawn… You don’t need experience to turn me on. You just leave it all up to me, I’m gonna show you what it’s all about.”

The audience quickly plays along, you look behind you and Zen is smiling while looking down to the chords of the guitar.

“You got to not talk dirty, baby, if you wanna impress me. You can’t be too flirty, mama, 
And know how to undress me (Yeah) I want to be your fantasy, maybe you could be mine
You just leave it all up to me, we could have a good time”

Then he joins you in the mic for the chorus

“You don’t have to be rich to be my girl , you don’t have to be cool to rule my world
Ain’t no particular sign I’m more compatible with. I just want your extra time and your… kiss.”

You end up the little impromptu performance feeling hot, but you’re shivering at the same time, it’s amazing! And you don’t know how to describe. But the audience cheering you makes you feel like you’re in top of the world.

Then Zen hugs you, and you hug him back. You don’t mind right now, he was amazing just following you like this. He is… much more than you could imagine, huh?

You two meet his friend a little after you got off the stage, both of you smirking teasingly.

“Look at you! You know how to do sexy, huh?”

“Nah… I just know how to have fun.” Then you look at Zen and smile.


It’s Monday, and you walk these hallways triumphally, still tasting that rush from Saturday night. Ah, the audience… the stage… the guitar player… it was perfect! And nobody knows a shit about this, so this victory feels like it’s yours, just yours… and Zen’s, alright.

Or maybe this isn’t something so particular… you feel pairs of eyes checking on you, or… maybe it’s just your imagination?

You are heading to your locker when a cold hand meets your shoulder from behind. You look to find its owner and…


“I’m calling an emergency meeting. Come with me.” He uses his hand to guide you, you’re confused, but… your learned by now not to mess with him, dude is scary! And handsome… you didn’t have a chance to notice his features, but now that he’s so close… and angry…

“Something wrong, MC?” shit! He realized you’ve been staring…

“I…I… you tell me.”

“Don’t worry. I know it’s not your fault.”

“F-fault?” he walks you to this abandoned room. You know this place, it used to be the musical theater room…  but why is it so dark and… why is Jumin taking you to a dark room?

Okay, first of all, this room isn’t dark. Second, you need to get your mind out of the gutter, this is becoming very troublesome… you barely walk the room and Saeyoung runs to hug you.

“Oh, my little viral is here!”

“Your… what?” oh no… could it be?

Sure you’ve noticed a few cameras among the audience, Zen sent you the links for the videos, but… a viral? No, it couldn’t be, the video with most views just reached like, 200 views.

“Saeyoung, it’s not a viral.” You state as you see the same video from before, yep, 200 views.

“Well, it is a start, you never know what can go viral.”

“After two days? Well…” Jaehee apparently agrees with you.

“Ahh, you’re just like my brother, why don’t you let me have even small things?” he does a dramatic gesture and looks to his brother, who basically ignores him.

“Jumin, why did you call a meeting? Class will start soon.” Yoosung says, clearly annoyed and probably a little sleepy. Oh, so he’s grumpy in the morning, that’s unexpected.

“Yes, I’ll be quick, we just need Zen here and… ah, here you are.” Zens walks in, his eyes immediately meet your and he smiles.

“How was the rest of your weekend, Lana?” you just giggle and blush slightly. “What’s with this fuss, jerk? I hate coming to class in the first period and you know that!”

“I’m doing you a favor, since you’re here, you could actually, you know, go to class?”

“Don’t tell me what to do and just cut the crap, asshole! What do you want?”

“I want to scold you for taking a freshman to a nightclub and putting her up a stage for her to be filmed and watched by everyone on Youtube.” Everyone? It’s just 200 people…

“Jumin, Zen didn’t make me do anything, I…”

“MC, you’re new here, I don’t know you very much, but I know him very well. You can’t expose our new vocalist like this, Zen.”

“Dude! You’re so uptight! We were just having fun!”

“Oh, I see how much fun you were having, the way you looked at her clothes and the song you picked. Tsk… you’re so vulgar.” Excuse me?

“Jumin, I really hate this word.” You say, and all the eyes in the room go to you.


“Vulgar. It’s such an awful word! Do you think Prince is vulgar?”

“MC, I… didn’t mean it like this. I…”

“Then what did you mean, dude? Because you can’t call MC vulgar! And can we actually talk about how you’re the last person to judge what’s vulgar and what’s not?”

“Zen, I got this…” you say, your hand goes to his shoulder, which he gently pries away.

“It’s fine, MC. This jerk needs to listen! Playing the moralist on me? You, Jumin? Who are you to say anything about vulgarity and… morality and…? You’re such a hypocrite!” he steps towards Jumin, uh oh…

“Dude, calm your ass down…” Shit! Even Saeran is telling him to chill, what’s happening?

“I hate guys like you! You do the shit and then just walk away like nothing ever happened, right? But what if everybody knew who you really are, Jumin? What if V knew?” it’s quick as a bolt, you just see Jumin grabbing Zen by his collar shirt.

Saeyoung places himself in front of you, like he’s protecting you. But from what? They won’t really start a fight, will they?

“You’ll keep your mouth shut if you know what’s good for you.” That’s all you hear Jumin muttering. Saeran and Yoosung try to separate them, but Jumin is tightening the grip. Shit!

“Guys… let’s calm down. We don’t want anybody finding out we’re using this room for the band meetings, so we can drive attention, especially this kind of attention. Jumin… let him go.” Jaehee says as she’s talking to two kids. Jumin’s eyes quickly meet your curious and horrified ones… then he lets Zen go. Everybody is finally able to exhale.

What the fuck just happened here?

 Chapter Two

NCT-127/U Reacts To You Getting Braces

oh man i had braces for like two years they suck so bad, if anyone has braces i feel for you,, anyway i hope this is alright!! Thank you for the request!!

He might joke about it at first, but wouldn’t want to hurt your feelings and would stop if you asked him to. I don’t think he’d treat you too differently, but would be careful of you in case you were in any pain, and help by getting you painkillers and such when you needed it.

Originally posted by nctinfo

I can see Taeyong being especially sensitive to you, making sure to compliment you and let you know he loved you with or without braces, in case you were insecure, always telling you the colour was nice and your smile was cute, etc.

Originally posted by isabelle-c-r

I don’t think Johnny would treat you any differently when you got braces, maybe making sure you weren’t in too much pain or anything, and being supportive if you were insecure, but otherwise not focusing on it as it didn’t affect his opinion of you.

Originally posted by ohbaibeeitsyou

At first he might tease you, but would always do it lovingly and jokingly such as telling you it was cute and such. He wouldn’t want to upset you, but also might not be the best at realising if you were upset or in pain, so would make sure to ask you if you were okay and such, reminding you he loved you regardless.

Originally posted by chocosicheng

Doyoung would probably be attentive to if they hurt, getting you painkillers and soup when you first got them to make it a bit easier. He’d be reassuring and tell you he still liked you in case you were insecure, but maybe would tease you if you got food stuck in them or something, though careful not to go to far and upset you.

Originally posted by dovounq

I think Ten had braces before, so would probably sympathise with you and try to help out by bringing you painkillers and stuff when they hurt, and remind you to smile even f you were self-concious, but otherwise wouldn’t want to treat you any different so you knew he loved you regardless.

Originally posted by nctuhohahyes

Jaehyun would probably be quite good at getting you painkillers and stuff when you’d had them tightened or changed, and would try to compliment you lot’s so you wouldn’t get insecure. Otherwise, he probably wouldn’t feel any differently; still wanting to make you smile and love you, braces or not.

Originally posted by neotechs

I can’t see WinWin caring too much, as he himself has braces, but would probably sympathise and understood they could be painful. He wouldn’t want to treat you any differently so that you didn’t feel any different because of them, not trying to draw attention to it in case you were self conscious, and also because he still felt the same about you.  

Originally posted by blackgirlslovebts

Mark also wouldn’t treat you too differently, not wanting you to think he felt any different, but would tell you it didn’t matter and he still loved you if you were getting self conscious about them.

Originally posted by dailynctgifs

Haechan seems the most likely to joke about it and be a bit insensitive, but wouldn’t be trying to upset you. If it really affected you and he noticed, he’d probably make different jokes and always try to make you laugh and smile, reminding you that you still had to smile at his jokes even if you had braces.

Originally posted by 127boys


Remy furious: I hate that man. I swear I do. If it weren’t for the fact that I’d burn in hell for killing my own father, I’d f*cking murder him.

Sal softly: Nah, don’t talk like that, cousin. He’s scary, but he’s still your father.

Remy: Nico’s my father, Sal. I don’t know what that man in there is. I don’t even know why I keep looking for Manny. He makes me sick, but it’s like I still need him. I don’t understand it.

Sal: Listen. Take care of this Steven Brandt guy and then do what you’ve always done since you turned eighteen. Get out of Newcrest. Don’t come back here. I mean, you went as far as Sunlit Tides last time. You should go even further away. You and Lala and your kid.

Remy: I leave but then I get to missing my family. Especially Mae. And you. Even Nico. And I come back.

Sal: Don’t this time. Uncle Otto and Manny want you to take over this sh*t and they won’t take no for an answer. Use them to finish that millionaire, and then get outta here. It’s nothing for you in South Newcrest, Remy. Nico realized that a long time ago. So should you.

  • Black Hat: I need to type in the coordinates to our home world, Flug! Cover me! *Tosses a gun*
  • Flug: OH MAN--Y-yknow, I don't really wanna shoot nobody!
  • Black Hat: They're just robots, Flug! It's ok to shoot them, they're robots!
  • *Flug shoots a hero in the leg*
  • Hero 2: Hero 1's bleeding to death! Someone call his wife and children!
  • Black Hat: It's a figure of speech, Flug!! They're bureaucrats! I don't respect them!

Characters: Mark x Reader (optional gender)

Genre: Angst

Word Count: 630

“You weren’t the one for me.”

Mark’s words echoed in your head. It had officially been a week since the breakup and He was still all you could think about. It didn’t help that you still had to pretend to be together. JYPE had already published that you two were dating, and did not want everyone to know it had already ended. 

“Excuse me? Are you going to do your job or just stare into space?” The customer in front of you snapped his fingers impatiently. You looked at the customer and smiled apologetically. You rang up the customers groceries and then told your co-worker you needed a break. 

“I don’t even know why I thought this would work.”

Mark’s face had been completely emotionless as he delivered one blow after the next. You still couldn’t believe how he acted. As if he had never loved you at all. How could the same man that had held you tight in his arms, whispered sweet nothings in your ear, and kissed you so passionately end up so distant.

“I guess what I’m trying to say is.. I don’t love you anymore.” 

Before you knew it, you were in your car, racing to the dorms. You had to see him. You had to have answers. How could he just fall out of love with you? Couldn’t he see you had given him everything you had? You weren’t going to let him walk away so easily. 

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anonymous asked:

Omg you're so great! (So is Erwin lol)

Aaaawww thank you! But there was no need to put Erwin in parenthesis, I mean he’s the greatest character I’ve ever loved, and obviously greater than me

I mean, look at this handsome man with his shiny hair

Originally posted by reblog-your-erwin

And this is the man that leads the Survey Corps. Is there someone greater than him? Because I don’t think so

Thanks for the ask!!

spectralspices  asked:

On the topic of Moon Knight and Batman, what if you switched their origins? Batman is the schizophrenic under control of a Bat God with three extra personalities, and Moon Knight is the brooding no-kill vigilante who fights for the safety of his local gothic brutalist cityscape

Hard to imagine Batman working that way, especially in the context of the larger DCU, but if it meant we got six issues by Ellis and Shalvey it’d be worth it. And you could still play him mostly the same, just devoting himself to Barbatos to become the crimefighter Gotham needs, with his different personalities reflecting different versions of Batman over the years (Miller/West/etc.)

As for Moon Knight though, even when you get past Daredevil, I’m afraid the position of unstoppable martial arts expert/genius/tough dude in a cool outfit defending a city is already taken:

Man, I don’t know if Night Thrasher - THE MAN WHO FIGHTS CRIME ON A SKATEBOARD - is any good in other comics, but when Ewing wrote him in Contest of Champions he was the coolest dude ever. Even if Moon Knight started acting more like Batman, he wouldn’t be Batman, and in terms of making up the difference through his own unique traits, does he fight crime on a skateboard? I would contend that he does not.

anonymous asked:

Has Primarina ever used a Z-move?

If she thinks too hard and for too long, she “breaks”

the answer is no. She has never used a Z-move. Her trainer thinks they are useless and that they don’t need a special move to show their connection and bond. Why she’s thinking so hard is because she doesn’t know what a Z-move is, but she’s heard of them, so she’s trying to figure out what they are on her own.

I really don’t know with this one. I’m tired but I’m trying to be funny and it’s turning out stupid. I’m just glad I finally posted something.

Oh man I forgot the details in the eyes…Oops

(Egg hatching time - 9/10)

I would like you to answer my questions, because I have many of them. What really happens inside of a man’s mind? I mean, when a relationship ends up, how do you feel? Do you cry? Do you feel angry with themselves? What about the memories… they don’t hit you harder at night? I mean, DO YOU FEEL A FUCKING THING? Do you think about talking with the person or typing a message saying how much you miss them? Or something like that? What the hell do you feel, think, need? Because the woman is supposed to be complicated, but what about you? I think that more than complicated, is confusing that you used to say “I love you” and then all of that disappear. So… wtf?

I saw my least favorite customer outside of work

The other day, I was at Walmart, where I don’t work. At one point I looked up and saw the man who once told me I needed to be fired at work. I’m pretty sure he recognized me because he made the same stupid face he made at me at work a few months ago when he saw that I was still working and hadn’t been fired.

anonymous asked:

Hi I just watched Law of the jungle and I need to talk to someone about it but since I don't have friends I decided to annoy you. Sorry in advance. Okay can we talk about how adorable Mark was? Like seriously man I need to live and I can't do that with you being so adorable like that. Although I loved the episode but I was so sad about how the weather turned out to be. It was also so frustrating that he didn't get so much screen time even though he worked hard. I wish that he would take (1)

Byung man advice and ask the cameraman to follow him. I never felt that Mark doesn’t talk enough and I would feel upset when the members would mention that because I’m intervort as well but now I just wish he would say anything so that we could get to see much of him. I’m also so worried about him because of the weather. I hope he would get an amazing experience anyway. Sorry for blabbering I needed to say this. (Also sorry for my bad English) (2)

I think Mark in the jungle is such a good example of seeing what Mark’s personality is like. He’s such a hard working person but he’s quiet to the point where people aren’t able to recognise it sometimes. I hope he enjoyed his stay in New Zealand despite the horrible weather.

anonymous asked:

Dad I'm dealing with hella body dysphoria but I can't figure out what my gender is it's been years please help me

Man uh, I don’t really know what to tell you. This is a pretty personal thing and there is no clear cut solution, just put your head down and keep going, there’s no need for a definite Label. That’s why I just go by nonbinary, bc no label really fits me.

Why is the kpop community giving camila so much hate!? Like if you don’t like her that’s ok but damn it man don’t say bad things about her! She didn’t do anything to you. Yeah she said somethings before but she learned from it. She’s growing everyday and that’s what’s important. Don’t act like you’re so holy and you didn’t do anything bad in your life. Fuck you all who keeps on giving her crap. Y'all grind my gears.