like do you think I am that special

BTS FC 170309

Hello this is BTS’ Suga
Haha it is finally my 25th birthday?
I feel kind of weird
I feel like just yesterday I was 20 years old
Since debut, it’s both my 4th Spring and birthday
Me, a person who has always been impatient and constantly worrying about the future
Me, a person who always feels 21 years old performs in front of countless of ARMYs
And now that others call me sunbae (senior), I get to perform at concerts all around the world,
I am constantly living a busy life that gives me the opportunity to meet you all which is a dream and I’m so happy about it.
After debuting, it’s always so exciting to see so many ARMYs take care of me and wish a happy birthday
To be honest, I never cared much for birthdays
Thinking how ARMYs prepare special gifts and are happy doing it make my birthday feel special
Thank you to every single ARMY for making me a special person
I may look like a person who is living just because they were born, but I am trying very hard and my best to become a better person
So please continue to watch over me for a very long time
Thank you to everyone who wished me a happy birthday
As I grow older, I promise to repay you guys with better music and performances

P.S. Now I want to stop growing old… ㅠㅠ

trans: jhope-shi

((I am so sorry but I just had to do it xD))
I am so excited for the Christmas special!!! I don’t even think I’ll be able to sleep! I’m probably gonna cry at least twice while watching it. I hope you guys like it, I’ll be drawing Adrien, Tikki and Plagg, Christmas icons as well! Probably Nathaniel too, I have a great idea for his!

anonymous asked:

Ok, so, if you had to pick animals that represented each dai companion, which ones do you think would be best? I saw that mod Sarah had a zoology interest and was a bit intrigued.


Cassandra: Perhaps a cat (any member of the family Felidae, though specifically for Cassandra, Felis catus, AKA the domestic house cat). Cats come in many personalities, just like humans and many other living creatures (not limited to vertebrates, consider cephalopoda). People, however, often associate them with being graceful and powerful hunters, but with also being somewhat standoffish– which is not a trait that is granted to all cats, as any cat owner would know. Most cats are loving and intelligent, too, which makes me think cats (mostly domestic cats, but if any of you are thinking of a black panther, which is just a melanistic member of any of the Panthera species) then go for it.

Iron Bull: A tough one. The bull (defined as any uncastrated males of the species Bos taurus), is the obvious choice– but with now much Bull likes dragons (while unfortunately not a real creature, because they can’t have a spare set of limbs to make wings-reptiles are part of the supergroup tetrapoda, have only four limbs; to have wings, the front limbs must be wings or or they don’t have any at all. In that regard, Skyrim dragons are the more anatomically correct dragons if they were to exist but WHATEVER this is a fantasy universe) a drake is also a very possible choice for Bull.

Blackwall: A bear would be the obvious choice, perhaps Ursus americanus, the American black bear, which is the most wide-spread of bear species and often the ones that wander into human settlements looking for food.

Sera: While many of you think of the a honey bee, any bee that is a species under the genus Apis, I don’t believe this suits Sera. Perhaps a raven, or another member of the genus Corvus. The reason for this is that members of the genus Corvus (which contains such species as ravens, crows, rooks, and jackdaws) are highly intelligent– and known to be ballsy as fuck. They can be taught human speech, and are known to even play tricks on each other for shits and giggles. They are the pranksters of the bird world, and I feel this would fit Sera excellently. 

Cole: A mimic octopus, Thaumoctopus mimicus. Bear with me on this; while all members of the order Octopoda, which are cephalopods, a subgroup of molluscs, are highly intelligent and capable of fantastic camouflage through the use of iridophores and chromatophores (to put it simply, they’re specialized dermal cells that contain pigment to rapidly change color), a mimic octopus is perhaps the best of all at camouflage. A mimic octopus is capable of changing its skin texture and shape to copy other species to blend in– sometimes called ninjas of the sea. Watch this TED Talk for further information: 

ANYWAYS, GETTING OVER HOW RAD I THINK CEPHALOPODS ARE, Cole was a spirit who took the form of the mage Cole, in the White Spire. We have no idea what he looked like before then– as Dorian describes most spirits, they look “bizarre (and) monstrous” in their true forms. If a spirit is capable of such mimicry and such intelligence, I can think of no better animal to represent Cole than a mimic octopus.

Varric: A parrot. Parrots are highly intelligent and known for their speech capabilities, along with being v. pretty. There are MANY different members of the order Psittaciformes, which encompass all parrots. It is a very large clade composed of 393 species to date, but I I think Varric could best be represented by an African Gray Parrot, specifically the Congo African grey parrot, an Old World parrot of the species Psittacus erithacus. These birds are SUPER COOL because they’re among the best at mimicking human speech; one in particular in Japan was returned to his family after repeating the address of his home. They’re also known for hearing things in their surroundings and then repeatedly saying it, much to the ire of the humans they live with.

Dorian: This one is easy; a peacock, which comes in three species, though all are members of the family  Phasianidae, which is shared by pheasants, partridges, junglefowl, chickens, Old World quail, and peafowl. These are popular gamebirds, often poor at flying but PRETTY AS FUCK. For Dorian, I think I’ll go with the Indian peafowl, Pavo cristatus– notice the familiar ‘Pav’ in the name, anyone?

Solas: An ostrich A gray wolf, Canis lupus. No further explanation needed.

Vivienne: An orca, Orcinus orca. Orcas are among the most intelligent animals on Earth, known for being beautiful as well as the apex predators of the sea (being cosmopolitan species, like humans, they are found in a variety of environments, across multiple habitats. 

Josephine: A dove, any member of the family Columbidae, which encompasses 310 species. (Fun fact! Members of Columbidae are the only birds that don’t have to lift their necks up to swallow water. All birds except for them have to pull it into the mouths and pull their necks up to swallow). Doves are seen as an international symbol for peace and love, suitable for an ambassador. For her, I think I’ll go with the diamond dove, Geopelia cuneata.

Leliana: Like Sera, I think she would also fit as a raven, but for the sake of being a nerd and introducing another sort of animal, the next runner-up is the ferret, Mustela putorius furo. Ferrets were domesticated for their ability to ferret– that is, to hunt and catch prey, specifically rodents, which often reside in narrow holes and tunnels that humans can’t reach. Being an excellent spy, well, I feel this should explain itself.

Cullen: An African lion, Panthera leo. If anyone has seen his helmet, it should be sufficient explanation, but they are also famed by their beautiful, voluminous manes– just like Cullen!

The moral of this story is: don’t ask me about animals unless you are prepared for the info-dump, because I love the kingdom Animalia so much (I got OVER 100% in a college-level Zoology course, I could regale you for HOURS on Animalia, ranging from Porifera (sea sponges), the basal clade and taxa of Animalia, all the way to Mammalia. I meant to do chores an hour ago but got carried away. Thank you, and enjoy my fangirling.

–Mod Sarah


I never like it when people assume things about me. It just reminds me that I’m not clear enough to you guys about who I am. And the more people that follow me the more I become some mythic creature that people want to fight over.

Let me be clear: I’M NOT SPECIAL.

I’m just a dude that likes to play games. I honestly don’t care how many subscribers I have or how popular people think I am. All I’ve ever wanted to do is make fun videos and promote good will. I have no political agenda that I’d like to push nor do I want anything in return besides a smile and a promise to do some good in the world.

My videos are the purpose that I have chosen to fill my life with. If I didn’t enjoy what I do I would quit tomorrow but every day I eagerly await planning out what crazy new thing I’m going to do next. Hate has never EVER bothered me because how conceited would I be if I required the approval of every single person who knows me? It’s the hero worship that really bothers me because it clouds out what really matters and obscures the real reason behind my videos. At the end of the day, I’m just a goof. A goof that likes to play games.

So have some fun and don’t take things so seriously. And don’t forget to smile!

On being chosen.

I feel compersion.  I am very happy seeing my love happy. Feeling jealousy isn’t terribly common for me, but I’ve recently identified one of the things that I think contribute to its occasional appearance among all the other feels.

That thing is not feeling chosen.

How can I explain. You see, I watched my husband choose his girlfriend. He chose her from among many potential women, and spent the first many months of their relationship doing everything he could to show her he chose her, that he liked her, that she was special to him. And our relationship of 20+ years continued along, on maybe a slightly more deliberate setting than autopilot, but with very little thought to whether the settings we’d been comfortable with all those years were still the best ones. On whether we were even the same people we’d learned those settings for.

Recently though, when he and his girlfriend began to try and work through some rough times, it became clear that I was being hurt, suffering collateral damage as it were. And one way I realised I was being hurt was by his assumption that having chosen me once was enough. But watching him struggle in a new romance and not knowing how he was going to resolve things, and how our relationship would look at the end of it, I began feeling more and more insecure, and less and less valued. Until when he would say ‘I love you’, I would hear it as a scrap thrown to me, not as the heart-stopping phrase it once was.

After struggling with this for a while, I realised that I needed to see, hear, know, that I was chosen, again and again, over and over, not instead of his shiny new girlfriend, but as well as, alongside of.  Chosen to still be his love while he also learned to love her. Not chosen in the same way, not for the same reasons, but chosen all the same, for the things that make me special to him, for the things that I bring to him that she cannot, just as I rejoice in his enjoying what she brings to him that I cannot. 

I told him what I thought. And he heard me, and understood, because he’s awesome, and he texted me “I choose you.” And I cried. 

I actually think that there’s a lot of power in this, in knowing that my partner chooses me not because it’s the default option, but rather that he chooses me from myriad choices because he sees value in me, because he loves me.  

We’re figuring out what this looks like in everyday life a bit at a time, haltingly, but the one thing I know for certain is that it’s not going to look the same now as it will in 6 months, or 6 years. Because continually expressing curiosity about who the other is, how they’ve grown and changed, and what they need, that  seems so far to be a key part of this  expression of 'I choose you’.


If I have the opportunity, I want to do everything. What I personally aim for is doing what I am really confident in, I want to release a solo album. I want to show myself in a solo that I cannot show in ikon. I like John Legend and I want to show something like his music. I think his kind of music is uncommon in Korea. I want to make unique and special music. - junhoe

anonymous asked:

Prompt: There is no conspiracy! No one hand got us here, we are all damned together.

“Listen,” the holy ones say when the truth is known. “Listen, is this really how you think people want to go out? With the truth?”

You raise your chin. “I would. I am.”

The holy ones look unimpressed. “Good for you, you special snowflake. Meanwhile people are breaking. What have they done with their entire lives, protesting and ruling against the end? And it was all part of what landed them there? Heart-breaking. Soul-crushing.”

The unholy ones, surprisingly in step with the holy ones, nods. “Do you know what a crushed soul looks like? It’s not pretty, my guy.”

“I’m not your guy,” you say reflexively. You feel uncertain for the first time since the fire arced from the sky. “But it’s freeing. We couldn’t have known what would land us here. It’s admirable that we tried, but it’s over! It’s a release.”

The holy ones and unholy ones share a long, communicative look. Then they roll their eyes.

“Kid,” the holy ones say, “when have you ever met anyone in the whole history of existence that was chill enough to just let shit like this go?”

“And before you answer,” the unholy ones say, “go ahead and review all the crusades and religious wars, hmmm?”

“Th-they’ll learn,” you say. 

“They’ll just learn to dismiss the purpose they lived their lives for,” the holy ones say. They turn to the unholy ones. “Is this one of yours?”

The unholy ones pull out a scroll of aged parchment and begin to unroll it. “No, socks with sandals? Mine have better fashion sense. They’re probably yo– oh fuck.” 

“What?” you say, toes curling over the edge of your sandals. “It’s comfortable.”

The unholy ones sigh. “Come on, buck-o, you’re coming with me.”

You step back. “Wh- I can’t go to hell! I’m a good person!”

“You thought you were a good person,” the unholy ones say, “which, I mean, is pretty standard. But this whole superior-because-I-know-the-truth thing? Yeah, not such a good move.”

“I was enlightening people!” You are suddenly seized with bright light, the way it warps around you more reminiscent of rope than light. You struggle. “They were wrong so I told them–”

“–that they were inferior for believing,” the unholy ones finish for you. They begin to ease into the earth and, to your horror, you are dragged with them. “You took one of the most joyous aspects of their lives, their purpose, and degraded it. That’s worthy of what you know as hell, my guy.”

“I’m not your guy,” you say, again out of reflex. You watch in horror as your feet slip into the earth without resistance. “I’m a good person!”

“I’m sure you’ll learn,” the holy ones call after you, “to accept that you’re not!”

Reasons to love Callie Torres
  • Callie: You can't pray away the gay!
  • Callie: You don't destroy the person that you love.
  • Callie: It's not a horse, it's a pegasus. And it wants to hold your hand.
  • Callie: "Specializes in complete body rejuvenation." Yeah, I bet you do, Cheryl.
  • Callie: [Arizona: Calliope, I haven't seen you around.] Yeah well, I've been avoiding you.
  • Callie: I like penis. I am a huge, HUGE fan of penis.
  • Callie: You gotta get back in the saddle... And she's got a nice saddle.
  • Callie: Major vibage for major Hunt.
  • Callie: I think [vagina] is a pretty word. People should say it more.
  • Callie: *Rants angrily in Spanish*
  • Callie: I'm a superstar! A superstar with a scalpel!
  • Callie: It's called LGTBQ for a reason. There's a B in there and it doesn't mean badass. Okay, it kinda does. But it also means bi.
  • Callie: Maybe I will see leaves, but I will also see flowers. I might be a whole forest girl.
  • Callie: *Dances in underwear*
  • Callie: Kepner, get out of my vagina.
  • Callie: Oh my God, oh my God! This baby is crack. She's my crack baby!
  • Callie: Alex, stop sleeping with your co-workers. It ruins them. [Alex: I slept with you.] And now I no longer sleep with men!
  • Callie: Kepner... I need you to speak differently.
  • Callie: Their hate will destroy the hospital and then the whole planet.
  • Callie: I was a lot cooler when I was single. [Cristina: You were hardly ever single.] *laughs* I know, I know!
  • Callie: Ohhhh, right in the boob!
Stuck With Me

“Lucas what are you doing?” Riley giggled as he held her hand tightly guiding her up a set of stairs with her eyes covered “I think you’re trying to be sweet but I think the blindfold is probably a hazard, I am the super klutz.”

“Not to me you aren’t. Trust me Princess, this is worth it.” He’d been planning this for weeks, especially since he’d missed Christmas, he knew that tonight had to be special; it couldn’t be a disaster like the year before.

“I trust you” Riley bit her lower lip, still not sure she trusted herself to make it up these stairs, where were they?

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I am not trying to brag or anything but it takes a special woman to love a military man and not everyone can do it. So when you say things like, “you’re crazy for waiting and thinking it will work” I just smile because I know God didn’t choose you to love one of his soldiers for a reason. 


This is terrifying to post. I’ve not been so nervous to post something since I posted the Prologue for GTY. But, I hit a 100 followers, and am actually at something like 121 followers as of this morning (HOLY SHIT, YOU GUYS, WHAT?!), so I want to do something special for all y’all for following me and being so kind and awesome. And, hell, I have a Knight!Dean kink that I’m here to force upon y’all.

So, you know…if this sucks, let me know; if you like it, let me know; if you like certain parts and hate everything else, please, for the love of Chuck, let me know. I’m dying to hear what y’all think about this.

Also, if you’re not down for smut, there’s a break in the story were it could, theoretically end, so, once it breaks, you’re more than welcome to just stop there and I promise not to be offended. I actually wrote it like that for a few reasons, the first and foremost being that I never thought I’d post this, but, if ever I did, I was sure I wouldn’t post the smut, so I wanted a clear stopping point.

Also, fun fact: making me write a medieval!AU makes me write a lot more pretentiously.

I’m stalling. Okay, ending this essay-length author’s note.

Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Dean x Reader
Words: 6,819ish
Summary: Y/N is a princess, and there’s a tourney to win her hand
Warnings: Some swearing and hella explicit smut

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I stopped sending you text messages and calling you. I’m not tired of doing it, i’m just tired of getting nothing from you. I stopped stalking all your profiles, it’s like a suicide for me. I stopped looking at your photos, it makes me miss you even more. I stopped reading all your messages to me, all your promise and sweet messages to me, because it still gives me hope to the person who made me feel loved and special and who promised me things. I stopped torturing myself just by thinking of you, to all our memories together. I am so tired of hurting. I’m not tired of you and i’m not tired of loving you. But i can’t let myself keep on chasing someone who keeps me alive and kills me at the same time.

This is completely mind blowing!! I cannot believe the amount of you people that follow me. Thank you so so much for following me and obviously seeing something in me that I don’t. 

I love each and every one of you and never doubt that. Even when i am at my lowest all of you come together and make me feel better with your sweet messages of encouragement. I honestly don’t know where I would be if I didn’t have the SPN family by my side!!!!!

I keep making amazing friends on here and I love talking to all of you. You all keep me sane and encourage me day in and day out to write when I feel like it, even though I’m not 100% confident in myself. 

I don’t think I am going to do anything special for this milestone…I might wait till I reach 8k… I haven’t really decided lol but I will make another post if I change my mind!! :D

Again thank you so much and I love you all dearly!!!!!!! 

Tagging the bitches I couldn’t live without(I’m sorry if I forgot you!!!): @bringmesomepie56, @winchesterenthusiast, @oriona75, @mamapeterson, @faith-in-dean, @torn-and-frayed, @chaos-and-the-calm67, @helvonasche, @leatherwhiskeycoffeeplaid, @littlegreenplasticsoldier, @sincerelysaraahh, @arrlecki, @ellen-reincarnated1967, @jerkbitchidjitassbutt, @kittenofdoomage, @latinenglishfandomblog, @salvachester, @aprofoundbondwithdean, @abaddonwithyall, @impalaimagining

Dreams - Kamunami

Chiaki: “Kamukura-kun, do you have a dream?”

Izuru: “Dream?”

Chiaki: “Was there something you ever wanted to be? Like a superhero?”

Izuru: “….”

Chiaki: “A special place you wanted to see?”

Izuru: “….”

Chiaki: “…Something you wanted to do?”

Izuru: “….”

Chiaki: *tilts head* “Am I not phrasing it correctly?”

Izuru: “I understand perfectly.” “I personally never had any dreams.”

Chiaki: “None?”  

Izuru: “Dreams are unrealistic. They only create false hope.”

Chiaki: “Not all of them…I think.”

Izuru: “Oh?”

Chiaki: “I mean… not all dreams, depending on what they are, can come true, but I still think it’s wonderful to have them.” *smiles and looks to him* “If there’s something you wanted more than anything in the world, I’m sure someone like you could achieve it.” “When that time comes, I’ll be rooting for you.”

Izuru: “….”

Chiaki: *notices how intensely he is staring at her* “Is something wrong?”

Izuru: “I may have one after all.”

Chiaki: “Really?” *gets excited* “What is it?”

Izuru: *shifts gaze* “I’m afraid that’s a secret.”

Chiaki: *pouts* “Oh come on…” “I promise I won’t tell anyone.”

Izuru: “….”

Chiaki: *sighs* “Well… I hope it comes true.”  *smiles*

Izuru: “Do you have a dream?”

Chiaki: “Me?”

Izuru: *nods*

Chiaki: “Hmm…” *thinks* “I’m afraid that’s a secret.” *giggles*

Izuru: “I see.”

Chiaki: *pouts* “You can act a little interested you know…”

Izuru: “I hope you can accomplish it one day.”

Chiaki: “Ah…” *smiles genuinely* “I hope so too.”


WHOA….Sometime last night I hit 3000 of you lovely people last night and I can hardly believe it. I love you all so much and I still can’t believe that there are that many of you that put up with my weird ramblings and like to read my fics. I appreciate you all so much, Tumblr holds such a special place in my heart and just ughh, I don’t have the right words.

Since Smut Appreciation Day is coming up and I’m writing a few fics and drabbles for that day, I didn’t really have a celebration in mind. I’m not all that creative to think of stuff, so if you folks have any suggestions or anything you would like to do, I am all ears <3

A special shoutout to those I consider friends on this crazy site (I’m gonna miss some people because I’m writing this fast and it’s still kinda early)

@eyes-of-a-disney-princess @sleepywinchester @winchestersnco @nichelle-my-belle @winchesterenthusiast @callmesweetheartifyoumeanit @purgatoan @stephizzle94 @deansdirtylittlesecretsblog @deanxfuckingadorablexwinchester @bandobsession98 @oriona75 @bloodysideofhell @torn-and-frayed @leatherwhiskeycoffeeplaid @salvachester @luckynumbrnelly @winchesterprincessbride @crowleysqueen88 @percywinchester27 @supernatural-jackles @writingbeautifulmen @thing-you-do-with-that-thing @chaos-and-the-calm67 @idreamofhazel @just-a-touch-of-sass-and-fandoms and I know there are so many more that I have forgotten and I’m sorry <3

I work at a small north Alabama pet store chain that sells holistic pet food. One day, a woman came in (very obviously high) and asked me to help her find a dog food she had bought before. The conversation went like this:

Woman: Alright…. so, I don’t really remember what brand it was, or what it looked like, but it had kangaroo meat in it. I think.

Me: Well, the only brand that I know for sure sells a canned food with kangaroo meat is [NB], but I don’t think we normally carry that variety in our stores. Do you get it special ordered?

Woman: No, I think I bought it at (Competitor’s Store). [And I quote] “Do you know if I bought anything there before?”

Me:….ma'am, I…. I can not tell you whether or not you’ve made a purchase at (CS) before. You would have to ask them.

Woman: *long pause* You don’t know if I’ve bought food at (CS) before? *longer pause, gears obviously turning* Oh…. okay….

……and then she just kinda….wandered off out of the store. I appreciate that she wanted to double-check her shopping history, but I was not the person to check it with.

OH MY GOODNESS THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!! I don’t know what the hell I did to deserve this, but let me know so I can do it more lmao. I feel like I should do something special for this, but I can’t think of anything ?! (for a writer I am horrifically uncreative when it comes to real life orz) and I know how impersonal these things are, because making a sweeping statement of “I love all of you” is just eh but oh my goodness I hope you each know how grateful I am for every single follow. I’m so glad so many people enjoy the content I post, whether you’re here for the headcanons, videos, fics, reblogs, shitposts, memes or otherwise. thank you!!

Originally posted by nocturnalgalaxy

Dear Britain

Hello, Britain. I am here to ask you to please remain sane. We think that Brexit deal was pretty stupid but who are we to call anybody stupid now that we have elected Voldemort, I mean Donald Trump, president. 

We are going to need you to be our older and wiser sibling in the next four years. Sure, like some little brothers do, we have grown up to be bigger than you but we still look up to you. It gives us hope that you and our “special” cousin Canada are still out there and still (relatively) sane.  

Think of us as the brother who started drinking heavily after his divorce. We’ll go to rehab and get back on our feet after crashing on Canada’s couch for a couple of months.

Love, your best little bro, America.

PS do you have 100 bucks we can borrow until our unemployment check comes?