i'm right back at it again

planced  asked:

KICKS DOWN DOOR AGAIN. hATE ON PRECIOUS NaDIa??? bLasPHeMy! I'm here to remind you that you're one of my favorite mutuals and your art and you blog is a shining light in my days. I cry your stuff is good I've been in hearteyes with you and your blog for ages. I'm always down to tussle with people who are rude to you jsyk okay bye ily. DUCT TAPES DOOR BACK UP AND BACK FLIPS AWAY

A;LGAKDFDJDF is it possible to love someone you barely talk to?? because i really really love you maddy adf;lksafjk AND SAME GOES TO YOU MY DUDE PAL BRO, i’m not a violent person but i’d definitely be down to fight anyone who dishonours you!! <33

me: [fast asleep in the middle of the night]

me: [suddenly sits up] SHIRO NEVER SAW HOW LANCE ACTED MORE LIKE THE LEADER THAN KEITH DID WHEN THEY WERE WORKING TOGETHER ON THE BALMERA MISSION. LANCE STOPPED KEITH FROM CHARGING INTO BATTLE WITH THE SENTRIES AND REMINDED HIM THEY CAN’T HURT THE BALMERA, CAME UP WITH A PLAN TO SNEAK IN AND SHUT THE BAY DOORS DOWN, DIRECTED KEITH THROUGH THE VENTS, TOLD KEITH TO GUARD THE DOOR WHILE HE TRIED TO FIGURE OUT HOW TO SHUT THE BAY DOORS DOWN, RESPONDED TO SHIRO OVER THE INTERCOM AND TOLD HIM THEY WERE ON THEIR WAY, AND CAME UP WITH ANOTHER PLAN TO HAVE KEITH SNEAK AROUND BEHIND THE SENTRIES SHOOTING AT THEM WHILE LANCE DISTRACTED THEM (even though Keith didn’t understand what he was trying to say). LANCE HAS BETTER LEADERSHIP QUALITIES THAN KEITH AND THEY WERE PRESENT RIGHT THEN AND THERE. LANCE SHOULD BE THE TEAM LEADER. SHIRO NEEDS TO KNOW THIS.

me: [falls back asleep]

Victorious

The AU where Mordremoth didn’t have a back up plan and Trahearne lived, changed and beaten and battered but still alive and kicking.

and you know what? sana was right all along about sara! that girl really went behind her back in the most unscrupulous way! and sana actually doubted her instincts! and let herself think that “oh maybe i was wrong about this, maybe sara is a good person and i should give her the benefit of the doubt”! because that’s who sana is! she saw a glimpse of hope and held onto that! because she wants to believe that people are good or are able to be good! only to be disappointed in the end! once again! 

ok yeah I know, I’m supposed to be going to bed, but I’ve been ruminating on Fitz’s behavior during this episode & how it could pertain to what they’ll do to have him eventually remember Jemma.

first, he seems far more interested in the information that May brings him about a random infraction at some school than someone at his high level in Hydra should be. then, he’s oddly interested in Skye’s application to co-habit with Ward - as if, perhaps, he senses he’s missing that feeling himself. finally, AIDA refuses to let him see pictures of the surveillance of the infraction (Jemma), and he gets unnaturally upset about it. (as if his mind has been warped to believe that he’s upset because he wants to protect AIDA, but deep inside himself he knows he’s missing something else wildly important.)

also, a lot of us were laughing at the irony that Fitz finally gets to be The Doctor - but not in the way that he would ever want (or expect). and the show has a history of Doctor Who references.

so, Agents of SHIELD have already given us time and space-defying FitzSimmons - Amy x Rory - as well as diving into a portal with their own safety be damned - Rose x Ten (along with over half a dozen other DW parallels).

what if this time they give us Fitz as the Tenth Doctor/John Smith in “Human Nature”?

Oh, no, she’s just an invention. This character, Jemma. Jemma I call her.

back in time
  • 17-years-old Yuuri: who are you?
  • 24-years-old Yuuri: I'm you but more happy and confident and engaged to a man of our dreams so whatever happens please don't ever give up!
  • 17-years-old Victor: who are you?
  • 27-years-old Victor: ...
  • 27-years-old Victor: god, I was cute
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HOLY MOLY 4000 FOLLOWERS!?!?! I’m amazed! I’m astounded!! I’m shocked!!! I’m crying, I’m so happy right now! Thank you so much for all the continuous support! I’m going to be taking a little break from tumblr for awhile for spring break to finish a lot of project I have rn, but as soon as I’m done I’ll come back and post all the goodies I’ve been working on! Thank you so much again babes! Please enjoy some Big brother Percy

anonymous asked:

I hate to ask, but school is kicking my butt and I'm really stressed out, do you have any headcanons with the batfamily being "smart"? Like, doing detective things or something? Please only respond if you want to/feel like it. I don't want to be a bother. Thank you.

Hmmm I’m not 100% sure what you’re asking for, but I’ll give it a shot?

  • So Damian didn’t know who his father was until pretty late in the game, BUT I think we can assume that he did hear Ra’s and Talia talk about his dad a few times when he was little. Thing is, they don’t generally use Bruce’s name. They call him “The Detective.”
  • That being the case, I always figured lil Damian ran around thinking “I too will be a detective” and playing at investigation, which would probably boil down to sneaking around in order to overhear as much as possible. For the record, I don’t think he ever dropped that habit.
  • I also think that lil Damian was obsessed with Sherlock Holmes, since Holmes is probably the most famous literary detective around. I happen to know that when Tim was fourteen, he was a member of the Sherlock Holmes Society (Detective Comics #618), so I figure they’ve got that bit in common. We are, however, talking about Tim and Damian, so when I say “something in common,” what I mean is “something to compete over.”
  • On top of the expected squabbling about the merits of different media adaptations, odds are they have contests where they both try to observe somebody and deduce as much information as possible. It’s not the kind of thing Bruce would discourage. They are supposed to be cultivating those skills, plus Bruce loves Holmes too. Another thing Bruce enjoys is showing up his children, so it works out well for him. He’s very, very good at that game.
  • So is Dick. Cass is a specific kind of good at it, because of the body language thing. They don’t make their guesses to their subject’s face, so Babs (also a talented player) fact-checks electronically as much as possible. It’s a decent way to pass time on slow patrols. They call it a training game.

So baby pull me closer in the backseat of your Rover
That I know you can’t afford
Bite that tattoo on your shoulder
Pull the sheets right off the corner
Of the mattress that you stole
From your roommate back in Boulder
We ain’t ever getting older

(might tweak with it a bit more later… but I have work in the morning and should have been in bed an hour ago RIP)

12x23: "I have faith in us."

Alright guys, strap in because I’m about to say some potentially dangerous things

Here goes: if I can ever stop crying, I’m going to admit that killing Cas was exactly what destiel needed.

We’ve needed a catalyst. A turning point for these two. And, this is it.

It makes me start to believe that Jensen’s “destiel isn’t real” comments were a major misdirect because he knows. They all know, that destiel is destined to become canon.

Dean has lost Cas… Again. But it’s different this time. THIS is the season that Cas is told he’s family over and over again. THIS is the season that he’s told Dean and the Winchester’s that he loves them. (I love you, I love all of you). And Dean finally understands the distinction. He understands that Cas is in love with him. Even if he’s not ready to do anything about it… yet.

And, as much as I f******* hated watching Cas die, deep down i cant help but be amazed at the writers. Because it’s great storytelling. Because if Dean has had fears before about telling Cas how much he means to him, you better believe he’s ready to do it now.

Just look at what they brought us at the end of the season during Dean’s talk with Mary! Dean had such a beautiful moment of pure honesty with her. He knows it’s not his job to be Sam’s parent anymore. He knows that if he wants to work things out with the people he loves, he needs to forgive them, trust them and work with them:

“I have faith in us”

This quote from Dean is the essence of this episode: us. Together. How telling is it that the episode ended with the contrast of everyone’s seperation?

How telling is it that Sam lost Eileen right before Dean lost Cas?

I can’t speak for the writers intention, but right at this very moment, I feel more hopeful for Eileen than I ever thought possible! Because even if it looks like it, this isn’t a story about seperation. It’s a story about being together!

And, they have the entire next season to spend bringing everyone back together again!

Dean’s ready. Sam’s ready. Mary’s ready. I’m ready.

And when they bring back Cas, it’s going to be beautiful. I hated tonight, but man, I think I believe in canon destiel more right now than I ever have.

@tinkdw I can’t say if this fits with your views, but I believe in your positivity now more than ever. Even if it came at the cost of a bucket full of tears

*poof* This is the only way I really take selfies…with a snapchat filter. I think that’s going to change. I’ll start showing my scars. Start showing the acne and hives and marks and blemishes. I’m so hard on myself and always looking for validation. All of the stressing doesn’t help. I keep myself from meeting new people because I can’t face the thought of them not liking me. I was always reduced to a joke and made fun of growing up in school. I had thick glasses since I’m almost legally blind. Pepperoni face…like the commercials you see for proactiv where they like to boast the most terrible cases can be cured… I’m unable to take accutane so watching everyone like me in school become clear and bloom into social butterflies made me want to kill myself all the time. I haven’t changed since then. I can’t accept myself. That has to change. I’m becoming violent. I’m acting out against myself. I want peace. I need love. And I can’t be worried about wanting people to like how I look. It is so hard.

A langst head canon

I just thought of this, but what if one night, Lance just breaks down and is sobbing to himself and he’s looking at himself in his helmet, saying out loud everything he hates about himself and how worthless he feels and like “you’re not good enough”, without knowing that the helmet com was on, and everybody in their rooms just heard something from their helmets, not knowing what (say it’s like late after a battle and everybody doesn’t have the energy to take off the armour) it is and then they hear. Hunk is crying, Pidge is about to break down, Shiro feels so guilty because why didn’t he notice before or pay more attention, Keith is just in shock, Allura is on the verge of tears, and Coran is already making way to lances room. Lance realises his com is on and freaks the fuck out. Coran goes in there and just holds Lance, then the rest of the team come, Hunk being the first just sobbing out apologies and hugging him. This could end two ways, very happy yes yes wee haw, or sad because Lance is like “oh wow I can’t even suffer right”

I was talking with @lovelylangst and this just popped in my very sad mind so like here take it

unclench your fists, my lover, the war is over now. 
     (i’ve forgotten how to uncurl my fingers from the trigger.)
be gentle, my lover, the war is over now.
     (i don’t remember what it’s like not to have gunsteel in my bones.)
come home, my lover, the war is over now.
    (i’m back at the place i left but home is gone where i cannot find it.)
sleep, my lover, the war is over now.
    (the war follows me into sleep. i’m afraid i’ll never leave it behind.)
kiss me, my lover, the war is over now.
    (my fingers still drip red and i do not want to stain you with them.)
—  teach me how to be at peace again ( j.p. )

anonymous asked:

Prompt: Derek, master of tight black jeans and tight dark henley's, shows up to a pack meeting wear a soft blush pink sweater and light faded blue jeans and he just looks so soft Stiles wants to touch.

Stiles had learned a lot of things about Derek Hale, Beacon Hills’ very own grumpy werewolf with a dry wit and a heart of gold, over the years of knowing him.

For one, Derek Hale was a nerd behind the walls he had put up to protect himself – his feelings, his heart – after everything he had been through. He owned so many books, that they couldn’t even fit onto the many, many shelves he had put in the loft after he returned to the town the year before.

He had a movie collection that easily beat Stiles’ own, and he could talk for hours and hours about pretty much any historical event. Stiles knew from personal experience, had listened to him go on and on for a seemingly endless time, and he hadn’t been bored for a single second of it.

For another, Derek had incredible, although slightly boring, taste in music. Incredible because the music he did listen to was good and calming. Boring because there wasn’t a lot of variety, the same songs playing on repeat.

Stiles had only complained about it once (okay, maybe three times) but then he’d seen the relaxed expression on Derek’s face while the music filled the loft and he’d promptly stopped.

For a third, Derek had pictures of his family stored away somewhere. None of them were put up when the loft got redecorated, and no one in the pack had asked. Not even Cora.

For a fourth, Derek was a damn good cook and an even better baker. Stiles could eat his own weight in his cooking, probably more than.

For a fifth, Derek was as much of a big brother as he was a little brother. He could tease and annoy in his own way as much as he could protect and glare away anyone coming anywhere near the people he cared about.

For a sixth, Derek looked amazing in dark colors, and his typical tight black jeans and dark henley combo constantly made Stiles drool. Dark colors, Stiles had learned over the years, were Derek’s color. Stiles hadn’t seen him in any actual colors since that one blue shirt that was ruined in a fight all those years ago.

Stiles hadn’t even realized how much he had missed seeing Derek wearing colors. Not until Derek walked in through the door wearing a soft blush pink sweater that fit him perfectly and faded blue jeans that hugged his thighs in all the right places.

So really, he couldn’t be blamed for stopping mid sentence to turn and gape and stare.

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