i don't even remember where i got this


I just want a moment where Alex helps tuck in a strand of Sam’s hair that slipped out since Magnus and the others can’t
(Even though official art Sam got her hair peeking out already)

Because as a muslim who went to school with the majority of it muslim, you’ll eventually experience the moment when your friend helps fix your hijab

Also, extra of Magnus and Amir getting overwhelmed by the sparkles

MCU characters as John Mulaney quotes
  • Loki: "I’ll keep all of my emotions right here *points to chest*, and then one day I’ll die.”
  • Fury: "You have the moral backbone of a chocolate éclair."
  • Bruce Banner: “Hey, you could pour soup in my lap and I’ll probably apologize to you!”
  • Bucky Barnes: “Hi, I’m very gay, and I’d like a few dollars.”
  • Clint Barton: "It is 100% easier not to do things than to do them, and so much fun not to do them- especially when you were supposed to do them. In terms of instant relief, cancelling plans is like heroin."
  • Thor: "Anyone who has seen my dick and met my parents needs to die"
  • Tony Stark: "Thirteen year olds are the meanest people in the world. They terrify me to do this day...because 8th graders will make fun of you but in an accurate way. They will get to the thing that you don't like about you. They don't even have to look at you for long. They'll just be like 'Ha, ha, ha hey look at that high waisted man he got feminine hips.' and I'm like 'No! That's the thing I'm sensitive about!'"
  • Steve Rogers: "I don't look older, I just look worse."
  • Peter Parker: "You remember being 12, when you're like 'nobody look at me or I'll kill myself.'"
  • Natasha Romanoff: "Sometimes babies will point at me and I don't care for that shit at all."
  • Scott Lang: "You know those days where you're just like 'this might as well happen. Adult life is already so damn weird.'"
  • Rhodey: "I have a girlfriend now. Which is weird because I'm probably gay based on the way I've walked and talked for 28 years."
  • Sam Wilson: "Stick it in, I am an American!"

Sweaty JinMin Appreciation Post

anonymous asked:

what about the stairs in the forests!!! and what doc were you watching and would you recommend?

ok so I DON’T BELIEVE IN THE STAIRS IN THE FORESTS! mainly because I’m A Search and Rescue Officer for the U.S. Forest Service, and I Have Some Stories to Tell a) is posted on /r/nosleep so it’s definitely made up, b) the op admits to knowing about David Paulides, and lbr knowing about = being influenced by, so it’s definitely made up, and c) if you read all the way through to the end it stops being even vaguely believable and starts reading like a WTNV transcript, and then he plugs his book, so it’s DEFINITELY MADE UP. however, it is an amazing (read: terrifying) thread, some of it is obviously based on truths/insider SAR knowledge which means a lot of it is probably uncomfortably close to actually being true, and it’s a good Gateway Read into MISSING PEOPLE IN NATIONAL PARKS CONSPIRACY THEORIES, which is where I live now. (plus, if you read this before getting into anything else it imbues every single missing persons case with an unsettling sense of Eldritch horror, which is why I had to turn on three overheads and unfocus my eyes all the way to the bathroom last night at 2am.) 

so yeah, after reading that /r/nosleep thing for the first time I drew a line under it and moved on until SOMEONE (ahem@roundtop) sent me a link to an article called How 1,600 People Went Missing from Our Public Lands Without a Trace (on a legit and sensible outdoorsy people website), like ‘haha, stairs in the forest!’ and I SWAN DIVED DOWN THE RABBIT HOLE. thus: the documentary-watching, staying up till 2am and spending all day today trying to find copies of David Paulides’ books for less than $80 inc. postage. 

THIS DUDE DAVID PAULIDES. he was in law enforcement before, for some reason, deciding to become a ~*~cryptozoologist~*~ and certified gung-ho Bigfoot conspiracy theorist, and through that found out about how many people had disappeared without a trace from National Parks in the U.S., did 7,000 hours worth of digging, and wrote a bunch of books about it. his books are called Missing 411 and are about the ridiculous number of people who go missing in National Parks, the usually weird circumstances around their disappearances, the fact that when people are found (dead or alive) it’s often in places miles and miles and sometimes waaaaay higher up mountains than where they disappeared from, and all sorts of creepy crap to boot. like they can’t get bloodhounds to find a scent, or they find tiny children miles away from where they got lost, barefoot, without a scratch on the soles of their feet, human remains being found years later in places that were search dozens and dozens of times. not to mention the National Parks… People (? I really don’t know enough to be making this post) are aware of what’s happening but don’t keep a list of the people who’ve gone missing on their lands. 

(which is all part of why I’m A Search and Rescue Officer for the U.S. Forest Service is so freaky – enough of it (people being found miles away, kids being found up mountains, the people in charge being cagey about it all) sounds real that you can believe it was actually written by a SAR Officer. heebies!) 

it’s all real nightmare fuel, if you’re the sort of person who is absolutely terrified by all this Scary Forest Disappearing People Unexplainable Deaths stuff, i.e. me. luckily I can’t afford to buy any of them! phew! however, I haven’t let that stop me from a) SCARING MYSELF SHITLESS and b) BECOMING A TIN HATTER, and it shouldn’t stop you either: you can read loads of stuff over at /r/missing411, listen to one of his initial interviews (in which he talks about how he was approached by two park employees in plain clothes who were like ‘please investigate this, there’s SOMETHING going on and it’s so goddamn weird’) on Coast to Coast AM (which is, like, a paranormal radio station… I’m sorry), watch a bunch of Paulides’/CanAm Missing Project’s vids about disappearances on youtube, and listen to hours worth of interviews and late night spooky radio/podcast discussions with Paulides. 

the documentary I thought I was watching was Missing 411, which is based on his books and Kickstarted by the public in 2015, but it turns out that they’re apparently shopping it around at festivals so it’s not out yet. what I was actually watching (and quickly abandoned) was a weird supercut of all of David Paulides’ tv interviews and some cryptozoologist chatter about Bigfoot. Paulides, god love him, never ever SAYS Bigfoot in any of his books, and everything he presents is 100% factually accurate and extensively researched, but… I think we can safely say he thinks it’s Bigfoot. tbh, after reading about Jaryd Atadero I think it’s Bigfoot. I mean, goddamn. 

so, yeah. I’ve finished reading every search and rescue story on this blog (Hunt for the Death Valley Germans is LONG but awesome), I’ve got West of Memphis ready to watch after work tomorrow because I remembered how much I love that case and spooky true crime things, if you have any related LINKS or STUFF about This Shit then REBLOG THIS/MSG ME AND TELL ME, or if you have a copy of a Missing 411 book you wouldn’t mind mailing to me then LET ME KNOW, and in conclusion I can’t believe America is so fucking huge and unkind, goodnight.


  • *Christmas at the Potters - it's not a big house, but of course, the Weasley-Grangers are invited as usual and this year, for the first time the Malfoys too - they are all sunken into separate conversations and sitting at the dinner table*
  • Harry: Remember that one time, where you stupefied me and broke my nose? It still doesn't feel quite the same!
  • Draco: You're exaggerating.
  • Harry: Or remember when I fell off my broom because of you? (he pulls off his jumper and lifts his shirt - Ginny and Hermione begin to watch) There, I still got a faint scar.
  • Draco: Hah, don't even get me started, Potter! That's what you call a scar? Remember the time when you hit me with Sectumsempra? (he unbuttons his shirt) See, you gave me plenty of them! (Ginny and Hermione, now staring with blushed cheeks)
  • Harry: (stands up and fumbles with his belt) Yeah? And do you remember the time...(everyone is staring)
  • Ron: Ugh, guys? What are you doing?
  • Ginny and Hermione: Shut up, Ron! Don't be such a drag!

anonymous asked:

I saw you drew Duke as chubby and I love that because I feel as though when people hear "eating disorder" they automatically think anorexia, with cachexia or not eating. So I feel as though people with different types of eating disorders when they see this they feel as though that they don't have a eating disorder because it doesn't "fit" what most people say is an eating disorder. I just wanted to say I admire how you draw her because I think I remember I saw a post where you looked it up.

yeah i looked it up! had to make sure bfore possibly doing anything wrong ofc but even so someone got mad tht i drew her chubby just bc she has bulimia
and im glad u like that !!!

Better Than A Cold Shower Drabble

A/N: This was just some idea I had. Hope you enjoy~

You had been living with your roommates for three years now, ever since you met them in freshman year of college.

One of the many things you learned from living with Laf, John, Alex, and Herc was how to deal with them when they got too frisky.

It’s not that you had a problem with the guys having sex but you just didn’t want see them going at it in the living room when you came back from classes. So throughout the years with them, you had learned words and phrases to deal with them better than even coldest shower.

You padded into the kitchen to get a snack, deserving a sweet reward of milk and cookies after finishing your calculus homework.

You stopped in your tracks when you saw Alex and John already in the kitchen, pretty much dry humping each other with their clothes still on……though not for much longer judging by the looks on their faces.

Those looks…Last time they had those looks they ended up breaking the blender.

You were not about to lose another appliance because of your roommates’ sex drives!

“You two…Either knock it off or take it upstairs.” You said indignantly.

The two males quickly blushed but continued groping each other.

“W-W-We aren’t doing anything…” Alex stammered, but having a hard time proving it since John was still planting kisses on his neck and pressing his hips to Alex’s.

“Alex, you’re a better liar when you don’t have John grinding against you.” You rolled your eyes at them. “And I remember us making a rule about this after you guys broke the blender. The ‘Don’t fuck where you eat legislation’ is what you called it, Alex, right?”


“We didn't…it was…supposed to be…for Laf…”

“Well the rules are for all of us.” You got an innocent smile on your face. “I also remember saying how it was okay to break it up~”

“(Y/N) don’t even think about it.” John grunted

“We’ll take it upstairs…please don't…” Alex panted.

You gave them a kind smile.





The two quickly broke apart as they shuddered in disgust. The perverted mood instantly killed and dragged away.

You quickly got your milk and cookies and left leaving your roommates to compose themselves.

The boy of the water who never gave anyone his trust
Sat alone outside every night
Observing the animals, who wouldn’t dare go near a human.
Except for when one, particularly like himself, approached him at last
And he found himself with water in his eyes.

Don't Piss Me Off- Tyler Joseph

“Tyler stop. I don’t want to fight right now. Just leave me alone, I’m going to bed.” you said standing from the couch where Tyler sat. “Y/N I don’t want to fight either. Wait don’t go yet. Let’s talk.” “No. Goodnight, and don’t bother sleeping in our bed tonight. The couch is yours.” you shut the bedroom door with a slam. You don’t even remember what started this fight, all you know is Tyler said one thing that pissed you off and you snapped. You got into bed and fell asleep fast but you woke back up around 12:30 in the morning missing the feeling of Tyler’s warm body in bed. You weren’t mad at him now and you really weren’t in the first place either. He knew that but was still respectful of your request of him sleeping in the living room. After a year of marriage he knew what set you off more and knew when to not push your buttons. You walked out of the bedroom to see your home dark. You made your way to the living room where you found Tyler scrunched up in a ball sleeping. You admired him for a minute at how peaceful he looked. Then you walked over and placed a kiss to his head before laying down next to him. He moved over to let you cuddle into him. “Hey baby. Are you still mad?” he asked with his eyes still closed. “No I was never really mad at you. I love you too much. I missed you in bed and wanted to see if you wanted to come back to bed with me.” you said with your head on his chest listening to him breathe. After a few moments of enjoying eachothers company Tyler had you in his arms carrying you to the bedroom. Placing you down on the bed gently. He scooted in next to you. Even though you had a king size bed you slept like it was a twin. In his arms that gave you so much happiness. “Y/N?” Tyler whispered unsure if you fell asleep yet. “Yeah?” “I love you. I’m sorry I pissed you off earlier.” “Don’t be sorry I was just being over sensitive. You know how I get sometimes. I love you Ty.” “I have a question?” “What?” “Can we go looking for a new couch. That one isn’t comfortable, and I have a feeling that I’ll be put on the couch again.” Tyler said. You chuckled and kissed him. “Sure or you can just not piss me off and you can be in this big bed with me every night.” “Deal.” he smiled as you two kissed and you fell asleep in his arms.

A Dragon’s blood

(lol, I even named it) And here it is! I hope you like this piece, that is practically me indulding myself af about dragon au’s and that I just wanted to write Bakushima.

Bakugou hears the steps before the person even gets close to where he settled down. His eye twitches and his face settles into an angry, dark scowl, revealing sharp teeth and he straightens, his claws lightly clicking against the stone wall. Whoever came here, probably to seek glory or whatever other bullshit, was very welcome to meet a messy, bloody and  certain death.

Silently moving around his hideout, Bakugou slips along the wall and up a ledge, clawed hands poised to strike. The guy, who heaves himself up over the ledge of the cliff where Bakugou will stay until he finds out where other dragons are that he can fight, isn’t older than Bakugou himself. His red hair is up in spikes and he wears comfortable, slightly scuffed, long sleeved clothes. He has no backpack with him, no sword, no potions, nothing.

The redhead looks around and the lack of weapons makes Bakugou pause. No one comes to him unarmed. Unless…

“Erm, hello?” The guy calls out. “Is anyone here?”

“Fucking heck yes, I am you fucking shithead!” Bakugou growls out. The guy’s head snaps around and he looks up to where Bakugou crouches, clawed hands visible. Instead of blanching and stumbling back, or staring at the scales that travel up his bare arms and at the sight of his red eyes, the stranger breaks out into a grin.

“You’re the dragon right?” He asks, though he’s thankfully not dumb enough to approach. Bakugou is still more than half ready to just go for his throat and be done with it. “The shape shifting one?”

“Fucking don’t ask the damn obvious questions.” Bakugou grouches, waving his clawed hands, his face growing angrier. “Piss the fuck off. What do you want anyway?”

The guy scratches his neck and Bakugou catches a whiff of his scent. Ah, he knew it. No wonder the dumb shit went up here visibly unarmed.

“Haven’t seen a witch in a while.” He growls down at the stranger, his face twisting into a rage filled smile. “What are you here for, my scales? My blood? The bones maybe?”

The guy looks taken aback. “No, no, I just…I wanted to see a dragon.”

Bakugou barks out a laugh. “You did, you suicidal shit. Fucking get lost.”

He opens his mouth a little to let smoke trail up against the edge of the cave, showing that even in his human form, he is very much able to breathe fire. “Or I can burn you alive.”

The guy scrunches up his face. “No thanks. So, yeah, uh…”

Before he can say anything else, Bakugou growls, low and deep and it echoes around the cave, sounding like a dark, huge beast. His eyes narrow and his claws flex against the stone, leaving scratches.

The guy leaves again, clearly not wishing to mess with an enraged dragon. Bakugou settles back and listens to the fading footsteps before he shakes his head. Everyone is just getting more and more fucking stupid these days. Damn shitheads.


Despite thinking he took care of the problem, the guy shows up the next day, introducing himself as Kirishima. Bakugou snarls at him that he doesn’t give a fuck and Kirishima just grins and they exchange a few words, that can barely be called a conversation, before he leaves again.

The third day, Kirishima shows up again, and the fourth, the fifth and the sixth as well. Every day without fail, until Bakugou realizes he keeps an ear out so he can hear when the witcher shows up. It makes him angry and prissy, though he realizes that the hot flow of fire, he can usually feel in his veins when he’s angry, remains calm. Fuck, he actually starts to like having this weird idiot around.

When Kirishima comes to visit him again, Bakugou’s ears easily make out the sound of his boots against the rocks.

“The fuck do you do here every day.” Bakugou says, this time sitting by the entrance of the cave and glaring at the witcher. “Don’t you have a life? A village? Magic mumbo-jumbo lessons to attend?”

Kirishima ducks his head a little and shrugs. “I have some free time.”

Bakugou stares at him. “And you spend it fucking climbing up a frigging mountain to bug me. What the fuck for?”

When Kirishima settles down to sit by the edge of the cave, not too close but also not too far away. They can converse comfortably like this, Bakugou realizes and he doesn’t feel like the witcher wants to get into his temporary home.

“I’m just interested in you.” Kirishima says with a crooked grin.

Bakugou raises an eyebrow. “Because I’m a motherfucking dragon.”

“Well, at first.” Kirishima says with a shrug and an easy smile. “But I kind of like talking to you.”

The dragon doesn’t know what to say to that and just crosses his arms, before he can answer though, his nose catches a scent he has noticed around Kirishima before. Though until now, it has been faint and he thought it must have been because of a spell. Now though, it smells strong.

“The fuck.” He says and doesn’t hide the way he scents the air like a bloodhound. “You smell fucking weird.”

Kirishima fumbles for a moment and then shrugs again, though this time he’s looking away. “Just…I tried a few spells out this morning. It didn’t work though.”

Bakugou eyes him and lets the subject drop. To his own surprise they begin to talk, and soon enough, Bakugou finds himself barking out a rough laugh, head thrown back and his posture relaxed. Kirishima grins, wide and happy and shows him what he can do with his magic, his spells strong and steady and Bakugou finds himself loving the way Kirishima’s eyes light up whenever he uses his gift.

The week they spend together, soon enough morphs into two and by the third week, Bakugou starts to venture down the mountain, intercepting Kirishima before he has to climb up. They roam through the forest, shove each other into icy cold streams and Kirishima shows him around the small city he lives in.

Bakugou starts to look forward to it. He begins to smile more and while he has to fend off the one or another annoying knight who wants to take his head, he still stays.

Way too late, he realizes that he’s beginning to grin whenever Kirishima smiles or laughs and that his inner fire feels at ease and languid, how he’s walking closer to Kirishima and they keep bumping elbows and Bakugou starts to notice things like that the other guy eats too little and sometimes there is a strained look on Kirishima’s face.

It makes Bakugou’s hackles rise, to see the redhead unhappy and once the realization sets in, that his inner dragon chose to see Kirishima as a friend, a companion, he himself doesn’t want to leave anymore either.

The odd smells of magic cling to Kirishima on more and more days, sometimes bitter and rough like potions and herbs and Bakugou complains every time, though he can’t help but wonder what is going on. Kirishima starts to lose sleep too, though as soon as he sees Bakugou waiting for him, down at the mountain trail, his face lights up.

“What the shit is going on with you?” Bakugou asks one day, when Kirishima looks pale and pasty and his smiles don’t stretch wide enough that he can see those ridiculously sharp teeth.

Kirishima freezes and for a long, odd moment is face is strangely blank. Bakugou feels worry sneaking up his spine, anger setting in that something is going wrong in Kirishima’s life. Then the other‘s shoulders slump and Bakugou has to force down a growl, to push Kirishima back to look bright and straight and strong.

“I…haven’t been quite honest with you.” Kirishima admits quietly and silent defeat speaks of his body language and the way he averts his eyes. “Back when I first looked for you. Yes, I wanted to see a dragon and…”

With a deep breath, Kirishima rolls back his sleeves and Bakugou realizes he never saw the other without long clothes, even if they got wet or ran into pouring rain, Kirishima’s magic always dried him back up.

Now he stares at the dark lines he can see running along Kirishima’s skin and the way it looks like it’s about to harden into something unmoving. He stares for a long moment, silence hanging heavily between them.

“You’re cursed.” Bakugou finally says and his voice feels a bit muffled as his heart begins to race in his chest. His teeth almost bite into his lip and his clawed fingertips prick his palms. “You’re dying.”

“Slowly turning to stone. I can still move without trouble though, for now.” Kirishima says with a humorless, sad smile. Bakugou instantly hates that smile. Hates it with a burning fierceness that makes a rumble crawl along his ribs and his face twists into a dark scowl.

“I heard dragons know things about magic that most humans don’t.” Kirishima says and rolls the sleeves down again. He looks apologetic. “I wanted to ask if you knew a way to reverse this.”

“I know shit fuck all about magic.” Bakugou says, still standing rooted to the spot and suddenly it feels like it’s harder to breathe. “Never found that shit interesting.”

Kirishima gives him a smile, warm and fond and Bakugou wants to keep it. He wants to keep that fucking smile and see it every day. He wants Kirishima’s goofy grins and his hoots when Bakugou shows him something cool that he can do. He wants to hear Kirishima’s laugh and to keep waking up and realizing he looks forward to seeing him.

Most of all, he wants Kirishima to stay fucking alive.

“How long do you have?” He asks, still staring at Kirishima’s arms. He faintly wonders how far the curse already stretches. Where does it even begin?

Then another thought enters his mind and the snarling growl that vibrates in his throat makes Kirishima’s head snap up in startled surprise.

“Who?” Bakugou growls low and dangerous, eyes blazing, and his spine straightens like he’s ready to prowl and hunt. “Who did that?”

Kirishima rubs his shoulder and Bakugou can guess now, where the curse started. “Some guy I once fought. I don’t remember much, to be honest. The curse knocked me flat on my ass and jumbled up my memory.” He huffs a small, humorless laugh and Bakugou loathes it, this defeated, wrong sound. “I don’t know his name or where he is and I have looked for him, fruitlessly.”

His voice grows quiet. “There is nothing I can do. No spells work, no one can reverse it. I’ve tried everything I can think of.”

Bakugou feels like his breaths burn in his lungs and then a thought burns bright in his mind and he snaps forward, grabbing Kirishima by the shoulders.

“Not fucking everything.” He says, a wild grin stretching across his face. “You never tried dragon blood did you? Or scales? I don’t know fucking anything about magic, but I know that my blood can get some freaky shit done.”

Kirishima’s eye widen. “You would…let me have your blood?”

Bakugou makes a frustrated sound and lightly slaps him on the back of his head, knocking their foreheads together.

“Fucking yes, you damn dumbass. I won’t let you fucking die, got that? Don’t look so shitty surprised, I want to have your ass around.”

Kirishima begins to grin and Bakugou grins in return, satisfied when he hears the other laugh and if Kirishima grabs his hands and starts to cry somewhere between laughing and Bakugou cursing that they’re getting this fucking solved, they both don’t comment on it, relief a fresh taste on their tongues and their foreheads still pressed together.

anonymous asked:

you must be so tired of these questions but I NEED to know so I have to ask, from one willabeth lover to another, are Will and Elizabeth together at the end of the movie? are they a couple at the end of it all? I'm too anxious to listen to the youtube video lol and I don't want to spoil the whole plot for myself you know but I have got to know where they stand at the end, even if it means knowing one of them is dead or whatever. Thank you and sorry to bother ya <3

Not a problem! I totally get what you mean because there were a couple of things I wish I hadn’t heard in the video, lol.

I’ll try and summarize everything I remember him saying about Will/Elizabeth/Henry because it all links together and I’m a very detailed, thorough person. I’ll bold their names though so you can skip through it if you want since this is probably gonna mention some other plot points. Under the cut, so it isn’t spoiled for anyone and everyone :)

Keep reading

random lyrics starter sentences
  • "I think I was blind before I met you."
  • "It's not right, but life's not fair."
  • "You never meant that much to me."
  • "You're too mean, I don't like you. Fuck you anyway."
  • "You're meant to be helping me."
  • "I'll be back tomorrow."
  • "Jesus Christ, that's a pretty face."
  • "How could I ever be mad at you?"
  • "No matter where you go, your lies will follow you."
  • "Explained, we just lack chemistry."
  • "You're a little much for me."
  • "I think I talk too much."
  • "Just know that I want you back."
  • "We used to joke and it felt like gold, but now you're fucking crazy."
  • "She's got you high, and you don't even know yet."
  • "We've got this crazy chemistry between us."
  • "You are everything I want 'cause you are everything I'm not."
  • "I'll be fine without you, babe."
  • "I hate to think about you with somebody else."
  • "Remember when you broke your foot from jumping out the second floor?"
  • "I'll be the bigger man while you act like you're innocent."
  • "Honey, come put your lips on mine and shut me up."
  • "I think we're alone now. There doesn't seem to be anyone around."
  • "I know that you've got daddy issues."
  • "I act like I don't fucking care 'cause I'm so fucking scared."
  • "I don't wanna talk about it. I don't wanna think about it."
  • "Just tell me what you're doing with that other guy."
  • "Tell me all the things that make you feel at ease."
  • "I've been thinking we're meant to be."
  • "We don't have to say "love" 'cause the words only get in the way."
  • "You're my bad influence."

noxiouszombie  asked:

Toms freaking out about a certain upcoming teat that he's had particular trouble on and as Tord goes around passing out tests he pulls Toms from the bottom of the stack and its got an extra paper stapled to the very back where tord wrote 'good luck, just remember to believe in yourself, and even if you don't I will' and tom takes that paper home and frames that shit Then when he gets the test back and passed tord ruffled his hair and goes. "See, I knew you could do it good job"and tom just melts

You’re gonna murder me with these qwq THATS ADORABLE

anonymous asked:

You know, I don't think people remember this episode but there was one where this alien came down to Earth and was very racist towards Star (due to her being from Tameran). I remember Cyborg noticed and then told Robin and he got PISSED (like he wanted to murder the dude). But Star, not wanting to go that far, handled it in her own way and Robin respected that (he even asked what she wanted to do/ if she wanted him to help/ KEPT DEFENDING HER OVER AND OVER AND EVEN MADE THE DUDE LEAVE!)

Oh we remember it.

Such a good episode.  Much RobStar.  Very pure.

Robin was just disgusted when he found out how Val-Yor was treating Starfire and she didn’t want to tell him precisely because she knew he’d want to beat the guy up and defend her honor.

He loves her so much aaaah.

I’ve played DA:O so many times, but even after all these years that part in the intro video where Duncan goes “until the Grey Wardens came” gives me chills. Every. Single. Time.