just what we thought

anonymous asked:

What exactly did Misaki and Saruhiko mean about taking over the world? If they did manage to literally take over the world idk how, what would they do?

I don’t think they met literally taking over the world, generally it seems like more often what they say is that they intend to take on the world which has a bit of a different connotation. In some ways I don’t think Yata and Fushimi even knew exactly what they meant, like their biggest plan initially is simply to try and take down jungle which at the time as far as they knew was just a normal app. I think for them it’s more that the both of them feel small and powerless, overlooked by the world, and they have these grand dreams of chasing something greater than themselves. I think there’s a feeling between them when they’re in middle school that together they can do anything and that they’re not just these weak insignificant kids, like they can prove to everyone that they exist, they’re alive, and show the world their power. Yata mentions in Side Red that the two of them were both dissatisfied, I think it’s kinda how Yata felt like he didn’t fit in with his family while Fushimi constantly felt as though he was under the control of someone more powerful and together they both want to break free somehow, to make their mark and be seen as strong. I feel like their ‘take on the world’ is like a kid’s dream of ‘I’ll show you,’ that they’re going to do something really grand and awesome and suddenly everyone will know who they are and respect them and they’ll be the most amazing people ever basically.

If they did ever take over the world I don’t see that going well, like they’re kids they’re not really suited for ruling the world. I feel like if they somehow managed to be in charge of anything they would just treat it in the way kids do, like not taking it as seriously as they should and even with Fushimi’s intellect there would be a lot of just not realizing how deep they’re in over their heads. Like Yata definitely strikes me as someone who’d just be like awesome we’re in charge let’s go play all the video games and eat whatever we want. Fushimi too would probably be more into doing whatever he wanted and getting revenge on anyone who looked down on him, he might have some interest in actual practical matters just to show off but I can’t see anything good coming of that (if anything I see it turning out like the jungle mission where they bite off more than they can chew and Fushimi ends up in a spiral of doubt and self loathing after he fails).

I’m just leaving the community with this final thought;

At what point are we now just bullying each other? I absolutely categorically understand the importance of calling out sexual predators, and I have nothing contrary to say to that; but even I have been threatened to be ‘called out’ lately; for something that happened months ago, and I already long apologized for. The absolute eagerness to 'out’ each other is gobsmacking. I’ve been called names, I’ve been talked smack about——In spite of the fact I have always been a listening ear to everyone who has encountered me, have tried to encourage people when they’re down.

It is all these negative factors and people that have contributed to me leaving this community.

No doubt this fandom has its strong suits, but unfortunately the mob mentality is absolutely suffocating, and until it’s done away with, I will not be back.

I’m just extremely disappointed that this fandom has become such a dark and cruel place.

5

I HAVE THE BEST HUSBAND.

All other husbands have to step up their game.
I AM PUTTING YOU ALL ON NOTICE.

Because this is what Werepenguin just gave me. He saw the commission that the amazingly-sweet and wonderfully-talented @yliseryn did for me of Allura in my wedding dress, and this idea began to form in his mind.

And this? This isn’t just Allura in my wedding dress. It’s Shiro in Werepenguin’s suit & tie. That’s OUR cake with OUR cake topper. And then Louise, being the utter sweetheart she is, added the b&w images. And then Werepenguin asked her for color versions of THOSE.

And, on top of all of this, I now have a 20x30 METAL PRINT of that top image that I can hang in our home so everyone can see it. Because this is how happy the memory of our wedding day makes him, even 8 years out. (Well, almost 8 years; he gave this to me as an early anniversary present because he couldn’t stand to sit on it any longer.)

I cried when he gave it to me. I’m crying a bit now. I married the most wonderful man and he is absolutely the best thing in my life and if there’s anything that proves that it’s that I cannot come up with the words to describe how I feel.

@joshkeaton @thebestlaurenmontgomery @bext-k

I really do believe that at least part of the problem of people distrusting science has to do with how we as scientists portray ourselves.

We have actively created a system where we derive authority from being seen as better/smarter/more competent than everyone else and then when people ask why they should trust us we respond with a very condescending version of ‘because SCIENCE IS FACT’ or something along those lines.

Like, consider how that would feel from the outside? Here are a small group of people who you have never met/interacted with who sequester themselves in impenetrable ~elite institutions that you can’t access and don’t feel party to who then tell you that what they say is fact because they’re smarter and better educated than you. And if you ever try to question them (no matter how reasonable your objections may be/seem to you) they condescendingly pat you on the head and say something like ‘don’t worry we know better. you can’t possibly understand what we do.’

Why the hell would you trust them? 

No one likes being told that they’re not smart enough to understand something, and no one likes feeling excluded from something they’ve essentially been asked to accept sight unseen. 

I don’t really have a solution to this, except some vague notion about working harder to portray scientists as people working a job, rather than geniuses who are above it all. 

And like trying harder to understand where people are coming from when they question science. And remembering that being better educated than most doesn’t make us smarter than most. It just makes us better trained in certain types of thinking.

I just think we need to keep in mind what we are asking of people. Which is to put a whole hell of a lot of faith in us.

when i was like 14, i once wore contact lenses instead of glasses to school bc i had just learned how to put them on and i wanted to show them to my friends right, and this one guy goes and tells me “i thought girls were supposed to become beautiful when they stopped wearing glasses. something obviously went wrong with you” and that was??? so incredibly rude i wanted to cry but i just stood there not knowing what to say bc i honestly thought we were friends

but the girl sitting in front of him (who was also his crush, mind u) hears him and turns around with the most disgusted expression on her face, and calls him out on it like “omg i cant believe you said that have you even seen yourself in a mirror you have no right to tell her shit” and then she turns to me and says “dont listen to him, you look gorgeous with or without glasses” and she probably already forgot about that but i always remember it whenever i feel self-conscious about myself

so the moral of the story is: if u see someone being a jerk to someone else, dont laugh along and call them out on it. stick together and bring all the fuckboys down

10

I could see all the stuff that was special to me. All the stuff that matters. I love you, Shelly. And I wanna spend my time with that. I mean, you know, if that’s okay with you.

3

Take this sinking boat and point it home. We’ve still got time.
Raise your hopeful voice, you have a choice. You’ll make it now.

So I was talking with @queenalluring and @true-lab about how Hunk has no concept of personal space and we thought,,,,what if he just picks up the others out of nowhere all the time.

When he picks up Lance, he just kinda sinks into it because Hunk is his best friend and he’s comfortable with him.

When he picks up Pidge she’s just,,,,not fazed at all, she’ll keep on with whatever she happened to be doing beforehand.

When he picks up Keith, every time, without fail, he makes this strange cat screech. The first time it startled Hunk and he almost dropped Keith.

Lance didn’t think Hunk could pick up Shiro, but when he did Lance screamed and Shiro was like “WhaaAAT issSS HAaaAppEnNiNg?!”

When he picks up Allura at first she’s like “Oh” but then he lets her sit on his shoulder and she clasps her hands and smiles down at everyone below her.

When he picks up Coran he doesn’t even stay in Hunk’s arms, he immediately climbs up to stand on Hunk’s shoulders and yell “ONWARD MY BOY!” His balance is impeccable.

it’s a friday afternoon when sana asks isak a question.

“isak, don’t you ever feel like you don’t fit in with the boys?”

isak looks at her and frowns a little. he’d been midway through talking about how annoying vilde and magnus are, and he hadn’t really anticipated her question. 

but he notices the seriousness in her expression. the little bit of vulnerability in her eyes. how it seems like it took a lot for her to ask that. 

so, he replies as seriously as he can.

“sure, sometimes,” he admits. “sometimes it’s like…all they want to talk about is hooking up with chicks, or which girls are the hottest or whatever.” he shakes his head. “it isn’t like they mean to leave me out, but it’s not like i join in with that stuff either. it can be kind of awkward when all they want to do is talk about hooking up with girls.”

sana simply nods. and isak studies her, noticing the trouble on her face. “is everything okay?”

sana nods again. quickly and a little dismissively. because sana doesn’t want to bitch about her friends - or come across like she’s bitching about her friends. she would never want to say anything negative about them, even if it eats her up inside. and isak isn’t about to pressure her into talking if she doesn’t feel like it, so he just nods, too, and says, “okay.”

but a little later, the girl squad joins them. and isak notices something. notices how sana’s eyes fall to her knees when they come over; how she seems distant. detached from her friends. completely removed from the conversation, really. and how, worse yet, none of sana’s friends seem to notice.

when vilde asks sana whether she’ll be able to make it to the party tomorrow - and asks whether she can persuade elias and his friends to come too - isak sees how uncomfortable sana looks. how she opens her mouth, stuttering over an excuse she can’t bring herself to make. 

she just seems tired, above all else, and isak remembers so, so clearly how that feels. like your friends don’t get you. don’t understand you. how suffocating it can be to experience that.

so, isak says, “but, sana, i thought you agreed to help me and even unpack the rest of our stuff tomorrow?”

and sana looks at him, frowning, because no, she didn’t. but he just widens his eyes a little, as if to say, the excuse is there if you need it. and sana smiles a tiny bit - barely there - before saying, “yeah, sorry, i said i’d help them.”

later, when it’s just isak and sana again, he gets up to leave - he’s meeting even at kb in a bit - and he says, “see you tomorrow, then, sanasol.”

and sana, confused, says, “you weren’t serious about me helping you unpack, were you? haven’t you finished unpacking?”

and isak just smirks, frowning a little, shaking his head. “yeah, we’ve finished unpacking. but you’re still coming over, right?”

sana just looks at him and says, “what for?”

isak shrugs. “just thought we could all hang together, if that’s chill.”

and sana smiles softly, eyes warm, and usually she’d tease him or something but she doesn’t feel like it all of a sudden. because, actually, the idea of hanging with isak and even seems like just the thing she needs right now.

“yeah,” she says. “that’s chill.”

i love the fics where one universe’s ryan is swapped with the ryan of another universe and then shenanigans ensue because obviously that’s not ryan he’s trying to murder everything in a two-mile radius

but i also get a kick out of the concept that achievement hunter ryan is just so goddamn weird that nobody notices anything’s amiss for, like. a while.

so like maybe minecraft mad king ryan is swapped out with regular ryan, and when he returns everybody’s like, “oh, hey, you’re finally back!”

and ryan’s like, “how’d you know it wasn’t me? was he trying to enslave you all or something?”

“well, yeah, but we thought that was just you, like. method acting.”

“what.”

“ryan, last week you threw knives into the wall.”

“then how the hell did you know it wasn’t me?”

“oh, michael brought in donuts and you didn’t want any.”

*Sherlock and John arguing in middle of a case*

John : You are rude to everyone !

Sherlock : Well you are impatient!

John : You never buy milk !

Sherlock : You never make tea !

John : You are an arsehole !

Sherlock : You have a big penis !

Lestrade :  (⊙_⊙)

The whole yard :  (¬‿¬)

Killer :  (ಠ _ ಠ)

Dead body :  (ʘ‿ಠ)

John :  (ಥ ‿ ಥ)

Sherlock : What? i thought we were just stating facts….

I never wanted to be one of those girls that asked, what are we? I always thought I’d be content just to be with a person. But I’ve realized, the reason those girls exist, the group which I am now a part of, is because of the uncertainty that accompanies caring.
—  K. Gray