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Favourite Voltron Scenes [1/?] Lance’s Plan… 

Then, when he pops out the other side all like “oh why doesn’t my ship work?” Voltron kicks his butt! Pew pew pew! Whom whom whom! Huh! Hi-yah! “I’ll form the head.” That’s what you say, Shiro. Yeah? Yeah? Yeah! We won for all time!

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I… really like Overlord… it’s such a good show it’s all I’ve ever wanted out of an anime… I love all of the characters and it’s hard for me to pick a favorite (besides Ainz ofc) but here are some I like a lot!!


he tells you he’s leaving you as he pulls you close with burning hands. you think he’s burning with love, that surely this means he will stay.


he kisses your wings with his sunsoaked lips when he lets you fall. you remember when that kiss was given to someone else, and you wonder who he burnt to be with you.


you say ‘please’ and ‘i love you’ and you carve yourself open with the pieces of your innocence lying shattered on the white-marble tiles beneath your feet. you think ‘please don’t go’ as you hit turbulent waters too fast. you think ‘stay’ as your bones break and death fills your lungs.


the smell of burnt wax consumes you, but you’re clawing your way towards the shore. the skin on your back is melting away and all that is left is ichorous blood and the sharp glint of once-divine bones. you remember blazing fire scorched over your shoulders when you were pulled close. you remember the truth of flesh against flesh. you mourn.


the sand stings where it scrapes the gorges in your back and you stare up at the sunny sky. (he abandoned you. he does not love you. you are worthless.) you were greedy, so you were pushed away.


“Wanna get out of here?”

You see someone across the room at a club. They catch your eye, wink discreetly, and sidle out. You follow them into the dimly lit street, where you find them leaning against a wall and looking up at you with keen interest. You approach them, and they murmur to you, softly…

my submissions for the team battle 2015! click on each photo individually for more specific comments ;)

In Defense of Tohru Honda!

Haha, let me tell you, in my nineteen years of being on this planet, I never though I’d have to defend this lovable ball of sunshine! Haha, but let’s get into the main arguments used against her:

She’s a “Mary Sue”.

Let me tell you guys, I LOATHE this term so much. I’ve seen it used so much it’s become ABUSED and OVERUSED. It’s overused as much as “butthurt” (A term I loathe just as much!).  It seems people just use this term for a character they don’t like rather than the actual definition itself, IMHO!

But before I say anything else, let’s look up the definition of the term “Mary Sue”.

It’s defined as “an idealized and seemingly perfect fictional character, a young or low-rank person who saves the day through unrealistic abilities. Often this character is recognized as an author insert or wish-fulfillment.”

Now as we can see from the series, Tohru is scatter-brained, ditzy and clumsy so obvious she’s not seen as wish-fulfillment from Natsuki Takaya.

She’s “Too Nice”.

I wish I was exaggerating but I’ve seen people bash her for that. Well these people do know that’s how she was raised, yes? To be kind and respectful of her seniors and those she’s in contact with. Also when you take into account how recently she lost her mother, I think it’s great how “too nice” she is! XP

Tohru doesn’t deserve the hate she gets and she’s a good little rice-ball! ^_^

(P.S: I hope you guys enjoyed this post of mine as I may start doing this more from now on! A small series of mine where I defend characters I feel don’t deserve the hate they receive and I think this’ll be fun and beneficial at the same time! =D I love defending characters after all! ^_^)


another side


“You shouldn’t be around me, and I don’t think I can be the better person and walk away from you, so you gotta do it to me. You have to tell me to stay away from you. You have to tell me to never come back here.”  […]
“I’m not a fool.” I remove my glasses, wiping the foggy lenses. “I’m just a girl from Maine who wants a friend from Philadelphia. You’re my friend. I chose you as much as you chose me.” I put my glasses back on to see how reddened his eyes have become. “You’re the second friend I’ve ever had in my whole life, and I’m picky about my friendships. But I chose you.”