i know how annoying it is

Unpopular Opinion

Pokemon Black and White (anime) wasn’t terrible. Dento and Iris were kinda annoying buuuut I personally felt that way about most of Satoshi’s companions (up until Sun and Moon).

They tried a lot of new things like adding a larger plot/arc and tried making Team Rocket serious to name a couple. While I know most people weren’t a fan of serious Team Rocket, I was kinda into it. I feel like I got insight into how they were before having to follow Ash everywhere haha. I am glad they’re back to normal though haha.

I just appreciate the fact that they tried something new for BW and then learned what worked and what didn’t to make XY super successful.

It felt like any other season to me. They just attempted to make it a little more serious and it fell through.

anonymous asked:

paris with harry... GO

um, is everyone out to kill me tonight? because the only asks i get is harry and travelling JUST TO KILL ME

but noooo Paris with Harry would be a dream. you know when he looks like a prince? that’s how I picture him. in a flowy white shirt, somehow looking casual as ever, and maybe the hat he’s been wearing lately. and his hair? it would be looking like it did on carpool karaoke. soft enough that it would almost be irresistible to not run your fingers through it, so much so it’s annoying.

he would be in the best mood. being on holiday with you? just you? it’s enough to put him in a mood where he thinks he could light every street light with his happiness. but being in Paris, he’s filled with a little extra love and a little extra compassion for you. he wouldn’t know what it is about the city. the busyness that’s always going on, yet somehow it always seems so calm. how, even surrounded by people from all places (the tourists with their cameras and smiles all around, or the locals who seem so in their place you should be taking photos every moment) he feels as though it is only the two of you.

he’d be looking at you constantly. while you’re walking up the eiffel tower (deciding to take the stairs because “come on, love, we don’t get to do this everyday. got t’ appreciate it in all it’s glory”). when you’d look back at him, a little puffed and slightly red faced from all the stairs, all he’d see is the blush in your cheeks that he thinks he could compare to roses, and the look of awe he thinks fills your eyes - like you’re looking at the entire world in front of you.

or maybe, when you get back to your hotel room, he’d be struck by just how beautiful you look. when you’ve got no makeup on, fresh and bare faced. you’d be standing in door way to the balcony, windows open while the sun begins to set in front of you. he wouldn’t be sure if it was the array of colours that dusted over the city, or the way the sun seemed the melt your skin golden in front of his eyes. how you hair would sit on your skin so delicately that he could compare it to the dew that sits on flowers in the dawn of the morning.

he’d find you irresistible. as you would him, of course. it’s something about Paris, right? something about Paris that makes him stand behind you and brush the hair off the side of your face. his fingertips would be soft, tickling your skin in the most beautiful way. and he’d be warm. warm when he wrapped one arm around your waist to turn you around, and warm when the other hand would rest on your jaw to move your lips to his. you’d been like this a million times before but, the hitch in your breath wouldn’t go unnoticed. with the barely there touch of his lips that burnt each spot they touched, and the heat that sunk into your skin from his tattoo-drawn hands, you truly felt ‘butterflies in your stomach’.

he had decided he would blame in on Paris, the cheesy words that fell from his lips.

“you know” he had whispered on your lips. “i think tha’ we should get married here. when it happens”

he had smiled, before he put his lips on yours. it was the kind of kiss where the world fell away beside you. it was slow and gentle and one of his favourites. you had your small hand against his chest and his finger tips squeezed a bit at the skin of your waist. he decided he would blame it on pairs but, he could stay like that forever.


hi it’s really bothering me how people are calling new bts fans fake fans?? like, ok they may not know as much about bts like you do, but at some point, you didn’t know much about them either. so like, quit bitching and educate the new fans so they’ll know more about them jESUS

Warnings: None

Request: Hey if your requests are open can you please do a Max Domi one where she wakes up in the morning because Y/N has to go to work but does want to so he cuddles with her and calls her in sick for the day! And by the way I really enjoy your writing keep it up!!

Note: Love it? Hate it? Let me know either way.

Masterlist Link: Check it out here!

“No.” he mumbled groggily into the pillow, tightening his grip around your waist as you slipped your arm out from under the covers.

“Maxwell, I have to go to work.” you said, knowing how much it annoyed him when you called him that; only using it when you were trying to pull the upper hand.

“That’s not even my name.” he grumbled as he pulled the comforter back over your shoulders.

“I’ve already hit the snooze button twice. I can’t be late.” you said sternly.

“But baabbbeee.” he whined. “Just stay home and cuddle with me.”

“I want to Maxi, I do. But I have a job, there are things I’m responsible for.” you explained; trying, and failing, to push Max’s arm from your body.

“You have sick days.” he countered, his blue eyes blinking up at you.

“I’m not sick.” you retorted.

“(Y/N), my season is over, I finally have some free time. Don’t you just want to lay with me?” he pouted.

You rolled your eyes, managing to wiggle free enough from Max’s grasp to grab your phone off the nightstand. “I do. But we can cuddle when I get home. I think you’ll manage for the next eight hours. You have Orion to get you through the afternoon.”

“Yeah he’s great, but his breath isn’t as good as yours and he sheds.”

“You’ll survive baby, I swear.” you said, turning back to Max pressing a kiss to his cheek.

And that was your biggest mistake. Before you could slide out of bed, Max overpowered you, rolling on top of you and pinning your arms above your head. He smirked down at you, his shirtless torso propped above you. He held your gaze, licking his lips before leaning down to kiss you. You melted into him; you were so lost in the moment, you didn’t notice one of Max’s hands snaking up your arm, slipping your phone out of your hand. Delighted with the success of his sneak attack, he rolled off of you with a final peck to your lips; sitting up and pressing the passcode into your phone.

“No! Max!” you said, exasperated as you watched him go through your contacts. You tried to reach over and grab the phone back, but he was too big, too strong. Before you could stop him, he had clicked the contact for the HR department.

You flopped back down on the pillows, sighing, accepting your defeat.

“Hi, yes. My name is Max, I’m calling in for my girlfriend (Y/F/N)(Y/L/N). She’s not going to be able to make it in today… Bronchitius I think, she’s lost her voice… mmhmm… yes… I’ll tell her… thank you so much… you, too. Bye.”

Max dropped the phone into the covers, falling back to lay beside you. “Bronchitius?” you questioned.

“Well, you had to have something that meant you couldn’t call yourself off.” he explained.

“How many times did you and your friends use that in school?”

“Only once.” He said with a shrug. Your raised your eye brows, not believing him. “Really. It was only once. Then we got caught.” he chuckled.

You laughed, rolling over, tucking yourself into Max’s side. He grinned, wrapping an arm around your shoulders as he kissed your forehead. “This isn’t such a bad way to spend a Friday morning, is it?” he asked.

“This is the best way to spend any morning.” you conceded, the steady rhythm of Max’s heartbeat drumming beneath your hand as it rested on his chest, lulling you back to sleep.


That’s very sweet of you all! 

I don’t usually send these back as I know others tend to not be a fan of the whole “chain-mail” thing, but everyone should know how much I love them dearly~ 

💗💕 💗💕 💗💕 💗💕 So here’s some hearts for everyone!  💗💕 💗💕 💗💕 💗💕

@askstrawhatsanji @ask-golden-tesoro @ask-basil-hawkins @that-damn-demon-rin

Thank you again! <3

anonymous asked:

Am I the only who gets annoyed by armies like I could be watching a video about how to make Jams and an army will say " you know who doesn't have jams? Jimin" or my favorite one so far I was watching Zico's tough cookie and some army said this Jungkook's song because "he's a tough kookie" like I'm happy that your fandom is getting bigger but could you stay somewhat relevant to the video or the artist. Am I the only one that feels that way or am I just a triggered kpop stan?

Yeah I strongly agree with this. Or they’ll hate on other artists. I actually feel embarrassed to say I’m an army sometimes because the fans like actually ruin it for me. Remember when Army made their hate on J-Hope hashtag so big it was trending worldwide? It makes me sick. But yeah, I understand what you mean about it having no relevance, you should be crediting the artist, not someone completely different. The worst is when people comment on people’s videos with the intention to pick a fight like, “BTS are better than Block B” no nO NO. STOP TRYING TO CREATE CONFLICT. I’ll probably get slated for this but oh well. 

coffiin  asked:

Recently I've been feeling kinda negative. How you ask? Well, I've been feeling like I'm going to fail all of my classes (even though I'm already passing them all-) and I've been feeling like I'm constantly annoying people (my friends especially). And also like my friends may end up leaving me. Can you help me cheer up a bit?

I think even if you’re passing all your classes school can be very stressful. So it’s natural to be worried. I would try to focus on your accomplishments when you get an answer right or get a good grade. Even if you’re just barely passing certain classes, you should still congratulate yourself on a job well done!
Also I know what it’s like to be worried about friends and being a burden :( You have to remember your mind can lie to you. Sometimes our brains can be bullies, and make us think things that simply aren’t true.

You know, I could mention how interesting it was that there was rule that ‘Quirkless’ people (which I think is being implied here) couldn’t attend the school - due to their lack of Quirk, not for lack of skill or intelligence. 

I could mention how this implies that the prejudice (I suppose is the right term for it) faced by those without Quirks (though the only quirkless person we’ve met is Izuku, so far) goes a bit more beyond Bakugou’s childhood bullying and disregard - it almost seems systemic, is the word.

I could mention how interesting it is that Izuku’s not saying “Oh no, I don’t actually want to go to UA, hahahaha”, lying his ass off to get attention off him - which is what I would have done, when faced with all of this. He doesn’t take it back, even when faced with the tremendous disapproval of his peers.

But honestly I just have the major need to kick all these bratty kids in the face, because the look on Izuku’s face fills me with incoherent rage.

anonymous asked:

As a fan of Christian since C-Clown's debut, I find it really annoying how everyone is getting into Christian now because of his looks because to be fair majority of the people hyping over him barely know him. I mean it's good that he's getting known now but people aren't appreciating his talents. And the rest of the DPR crew???? If you check Live's tag compared to Christian's tag theres a hell of a lot less posts and notes. I know you like Live so i was wondering what's your thoughts?

Yes, omf finally!!!! first of all, people who only like Christian for his looks piss me the fuck off, CHRISTIAN IS SO FUCKING TALENTED YALL NEED TO STOP LOOKING OVER THAT!! You can do what you want and like what you want but don’t come here, to me saying “omg I love Christian he’s so hot” nooo come to me and say “omg Christian is so fucking talented I love him!” then we can be friends!

Dabin is not appreciated enough! have Y'all heard his songs? they’re amazing! he’s one of my fave artists! you guys have nooo idea how excited I was when I heard he was working w/ Loco. I love Loco but the fact that Dabin was ft in that song made me love the song even more. Y'all probably don’t like Dabin bc he isn’t as good looking as Christian 

Ehhhh U WRONG!!!!! 

Dabin is just as attractive and sexy and talented so,



aplacelikeother  asked:

i am already bored to death with all this triangle promo :'( give me malec slaying demons and being cute 24/7 instead (also +1000000 to that post about clary stringing them both along) (also because we already know who's gonna end up hurt)

I think it’s funny, and by funny I mean not so, how the promotion team is so bad at their job. First they over do it horribly with malec for season 2A, now they keep hammering over the Simon x Clary x Jace triangle to the point both malec and clace fans are annoyed. The first because our ship’s promotion was reduced to quick glimpses, the second because their ship’s “getting together” moment is being completely spoiled.

There is no balance whatsoever. If I was a sizzy fan I would be scared to death for the promotion of season 3A, now that it has been confirmed sizzy is getting closer during season 2B.

About Clary stringing them both: the comparison is 100% accurate and just because it’s a girl doing so, it doesn’t make it excusable. “She’s confused” is not a good enough reason to keep fucking with Simon’s and Jace’s feelings. I may, however, been too quick to reblog that, because we haven’t seen how this plot line will be executed. I may end up eating my words. I hope I do. I don’t think I will.

It’s sad that the promotion team lay all their hopes on the couples and the ship wars. We may have, for the first time, a really interesting plot happening with the focus shifting from Valentine to the conflict between the Shadowhunters and Downworlders. Instead of hyping that, they give the spotlight to a relationship not even book stans enjoy and that will just end up with a fan favorite hurt when he could’ve been happy with Maia.

It is as if they are not confident enough the plot can draw people in by its own merit and be truly interesting. And that is sad. If the crew can’t take the show seriously, why should anyone else?

ID #66506

Name: Giuliana
Age: 15
Country: Mexico

hello! my name is giuliana, as you might’ve noticed, and i was born in argentina. i’ve lived in around twelve places around the globe (lmao just three countries but still twelve houses), but i’ve never stayed more than two years in a house (actually i’m about to break that record i’m!!!). i’m fluent in Spanish and English, but i’m almost there with Portuguese. my mbti personality type is INTP and i’m a slytherin. i love learning new stuff, and i’m that annoying friend that’s always saying random facts. i’ve never had a penpal before, and i hate small talk, so i kind of need a person who knows how to keep the convo interesting. i’m demisexual. i love reading! some of my favourite books would be: the foxhole court, harry potter, anything by rick riordan or cassandra clare, and some others my brain is keeping from me rn. my favourite tv shows are: brooklyn nine-nine, sense8, the flash, glee, and i kind of like shadowhunters? i’m just annoyed with some things tbh. oh i’m also often brutally honest. i don’t like fake things/people.

Preferences: no age nor gender preference! i just want someone who i cant talk to without it being fake. no religion issues! i’m agnostic, but as i said before i love learning, so i would truly love if you could explain to me in what you believe in and why!
i’m also pro lgbtq+ (duh) soo no homophobia, transphobia, biphobia, etc.
also preferably someone 14-20 y/o. if you’re younger or older, please keep in mind that i am in fact 15, and will not often share your views on some issues.

HOW?? I don’t know if or what I should even do for this! This blog is still practically new, not even a year old. Thank you all SO MUCH FOR PUTTING UP WITH ME. I feel annoying or bothersome sometimes with all my chatter and text posts. I’m still trying to improve my art. And trying to talk to more or you, I find that aspect kinda hard as I’m very self-conscious. I also suck at keeping a conversation going. My constant text posts are me talking at everyone rather than talking to them, does that make sense at all? lol

THANK YOU!! I am going to try and think of something nice to do for if I hit that 1K mark. I am hugging you all right now, regardless of whether I am one of those blogs you really like or am just background noise lol I AM SO GRATEFUL! 

anonymous asked:

4/? (😌 anon) crippling social anxiety, so it's not exactly easy for me to find friends. Idk, I just need this off my chest. (Also sorry if this was kinda annoying, I really need to rant 🙃)

Hey love it makes me really sad to read this…

I actually felt like I was reading my own life story haha

When I got into kpop a lot of my friends actually dropped me and started making fun of me with other people…

I don’t want to make this about me I just want you to know that you are not the only one that feels this way…

At first I just wanted to talk about kpop with my friends who weren’t into it… because I just wanted to talk about it lol

But after figuring out that i was annoying them I just had to keep it to myself (EVEN THO IT’S HARD AF TO DO THAT)

Also I know how you feel about the social anxiety thing… I’ve been going to a councilor for 3 years and I am just able to walk into a store by myself…

If you want you can direct message me and I would love to talk to you :) you seem really sweet

Oh God, i’m annoyed!
All the setting would be perfect for the twist “there is no baby”!
Robron discussing how they could be good as dads and Robert saying about wishing to create their own family in the future, then we had this hospital with no doctors and Chrissie telling the news and then could be the real twist! There’s no baby! That would be absolutely amazing but once again Emmerdale ruined their perfect exit out of this horrible storyline…. and we know that Rebecca will come back soon so there is no point to celebrate… once again wasted!

Please Do Not Touch-PT5. (Trimberly)

“Look, I’m sorry.” Kimberly hurriedly says. Trini is a strange creature and apparently doesn’t need her help. “Do you remember where you came from?”
There is no response. Not even a head shake. Kimberly takes a deep breath, suddenly annoyed at the situation. She takes another look at Trini, making sure that she won’t miss her sweater.
Kimberly decides she doesn’t even want to know what Trini is. Or how she came alive from a taxidermy in the museum. Or how she followed Kimberly home. Kimberly glances at the shreds of her homework on the ground, and rules that as unimportant. “Do you need anything before you go?”
No response. Trini is still curling in the corner, hugging her knees and staring at the ground in front of her.
“Did you hear what I said?” Kimberly raises her voices. The last time she knows, Trini isn’t mute. “You do know you can’t just stay here, right?”
“I’m hungry,” Trini looks up and says. She keeps her eyes fixed on Kimberly, as if expecting Kimberly to do something about it. “You have food…?”
“I do,” Kimberly eagerly gets to her door. She turns to look at Trini. “Stay here. Don’t go anywhere else,” she warns.
Kimberly closes the door behind her, just in case the girl goes around exploring her house. She rushes downstairs, opens the snack cabinet. She gets upstairs with an armful of chips. Using the elbow to open the door, Kimberly comes into an empty room. She stands frozen for a moment and quickly throws the snack away. She gets on her knees and checks under her bed. The were-saber-toothed-tiger tends to like the dusty space there. Nothing.
She stands up and wants to scream in frustration. Sure she gets rid of Trini, but who knows if the girl is still hiding in the corner somewhere in the house. Kimberly groans at the thought of her parents come home to a stranger in their closet.
Kimberly must find her. Again.
She turns around to search the floor. Before she closes her door, she sees a slight movement from the corner of her eyes. Something is in her bed. Under her comforter.
Kimberly grabs the baseball bat on the ground. She approaches her bed in quiet steps. Silently praying that she isn’t going to face a saber-toothed tiger, Kimberly flips her comforter open.
Kimberly lets out a sigh. It’s Trini.
The girl is curling up in a ball in the middle of the bed. Her eyebrow knitted tight. Her fists clench around her shoulders. Kimberly stares at her in horror. There are holes and tears on Trini’s brand new sweater. Her skin sticks out her and there, like the body of a starving child. The bones are moving to form a new structure.
“I’m gonna…change to a tiger,” Trini’s eyes are fighting to squeeze shut. There are sweats on her forehead. Her face is pale like a paper. “Do something about it!”
“What should I do?” Kimberly rushes to her side, kneeling on the bed. Trini looks like she is about to die from the pain. “I don’t know what to do!”
“Touch me…” Trini’s voice drifts away.
“I thought I’m not supposed to?” Kimberly is confused. But her hand is already reaching out. “Are you sure?”
“Very.” She is biting her lips, almost drawing blood. “It doesn’t have to be gay. Just, touch me, anywhere.”
“…Of course.” Kimberly feels a chill runs down her spine. Trini is wearing long sleeves, so Kimberly grabs her hand.
Trini’s hand is warm. Too warm. Kimberly can imagine the rest of her body is the same temperature. When their hands touch, Trini shivers and squeezes her hand. She closes her eyes and sighs.
Kimberly watches as the bones stop their shifting, and quietly getting back to their normal places. Trini unconsciously scoots closer to Kimberly, who decides to lay down to get more comfortable.
“Is that all?” Kimberly whispers, getting tired of tonight’s events. “Can you at least explain what’s the touching thing?”
She looks at Trini, whose breathing finally calms down. “…Trini?” Kimberly carefully slips away from her hand. “Are you asleep?”
Trini’s hold tightens and she shifts closer to Kimberly. “Not yet,” she slurs. “I will explain.”
“So explain,” Kimberly waits patiently for a response, but Trini looks like she is slowly falling asleep. Kimberly uses her free hand to nudge Trini, who jolts awake.
“I’m sorry. It’s just that a human’s touch ignites changes.” She slowly says. “If I’m in animal form, your touch makes me start changing into a human. When I’m human, your touch makes me change into an animal. If you stop touching me, I would stop changing. That’s why I don’t want your touch.”
“What about just now?” Kimberly is still confused. “I’m touching you but it makes you feel okay?
"When I go without human’s touch for a while, I would start changing back to a tiger.” Trini sighs. “That’s what you saw earlier. But if I’m already changing, a human’s touch would also turn me back to human.”
“That’s complicated.” Kimberly comments. “How do you know whether you want human contact or not?”
“I don’t know,” Trini groans. Her body temperature is back to normal. Her legs reach over to pull the comforter back. “Which is why I avoid it. Just in case.”
“I’m sorry…that you have to go through this,” Kimberly slowly speaks. “What happened to you?”
“It’s nothing,” Trini huffs. She turns around, facing Kimberly. “I’m cursed.”

anonymous asked:

Is your arm annoying?

You know what is annoying? Not being able to dress on your own because you need two hands to put on a bra. Writing letters no one can read because you are right handed and are now forced to learn how to write with left. Living with only one arm is not annoying. It’s a torture.

It’s fine. I am happy to have it.

anonymous asked:

about the t/b discourse, if you don't care about it, why do you exclusively write b!L? specially now that 90% of fics written are b!L; i personally like both but i've notice the imbalance, which well it is what it is, but i wonder if it's always been that way in this fandom?? i'm not asking this trying to be annoying or anything just curious abt having no preference in reading but having one in writing; for you how is it?

i don’t know how it is for other people, i only know what i know. and i read both. i have no preference, i don’t care. i used to read more bh, now i read more bl, but i think it’s just based on what’s available, and not necessarily what i prefer. and it’s not that i have a preference in writing; i’ve said this before. the only reason i write bl is because i didn’t know what to do for my first fic so i essentially flipped a coin and then just stuck with it because that’s what i became comfortable with (but i do have plans to explore it in a future fic so if that’s something you’re looking for… stand by). and i don’t care who writes what, or if people have preferences, truly. the thing that bothers me is people refusing to read certain fics/authors because it has one or the other. i saw some people bitching about my work on twitter the other day and how they “can’t read it” because it’s bl. like i’m just so sorry for you that you will never be able to enjoy anything by whoknows or navigator or eleadore or flimsy or missandrogyny. what a waste of some beautiful work because of some weird ideations you’re holding. preferences are one thing. ignorant refusal is another.

me: im kind of looking forward to the wonder woman movie

mom: me too it looks good

my sister: wonder woman is anti-feminist

me, in my head: being around you makes me more stupid. you are the biggest idiot i have ever had the misfortune of being related to. please never have children i fear they will be even more stupid than you. i wish i was dead so i didnt have to be around you anymore.

me: *begins to walk away in silence*

my sister: what cant handle the truth?

me, in my head: youre so annoying. this is why everyone hates you and why you have no friends. you make my life miserable and being around you is a chore. i wish i was dead 5 seconds after speaking to you at any given moment. youre pretentious because you know a little more about science than the average person. whoop de doo. but you dont know how to treat people, you dont know how to interact with people, and you make people uncomfortable and then tell yourself its because youre too smart. you may have gotten good grades but you have the social awareness of a brain dead toddler, but at least you can feel bad for the kid. youre insufferable, your self righteous and i hate being around you.

me: sure