like thats all i want to do

all right, after reading the anon sent to @alwaysanotheroc i feel a strong urge to speak and i am going to do so right now. i don’t want to put this under a read more because i feel like this is something people need to read so i apologize in advance for the length.

first of all, i just want to say i wholeheartedly concur with emma’s reply to that anon–she spoke so eloquently and so thoroughly on the subject and i applaud her for that. i don’t know if i will be able to speak with the same grace but i will speak with candor because i feel it is necessary.

ok. so onwards with the discussion. i will not lie, i have noticed undertones of racism in this fandom in regard to the black LIs, specifically. this is not to open up old wounds, but rather to serve as an example

  • a lot of people in the fandom were critical towards james in a way that was harmful when he was, yes, being manipulated and taken advantage of. a lot of people viewed him as should having been hypermasculine–and though it was never said, i believe it is because he was black. black men are seen as hypermasculine by a lot of the world. if a female were in this situation, we probably would have empathized with her.
  • many people call sean “boring” or “one dimensional.” he’s a football player who has a good heart and will stands up ferociously for what he believes in and will never give up on that sentiment. i feel like there’s a similar character? oh yeah, chris powell, and not once have i heard that chris is boring or one dimensional. i love chris as a character, he was my first desired LI in any choices book, but i see this discrepancy and recognize it. what is one thing that separates the two of these characters? chris is white and sean is black
  • in the last chapter of the sophomore people were so quick to go for james’ jugular at his misstep in talking to mc. he snapped, but he recognized his wrongdoing and apologized. i think it was very unfair for people to say “HE WAS BEING OUT OF CONTROL! HE HAS ANGER PROBLEMS!” when both of those statements are severely unfounded. he was stressed, and though that is not an excuse to lash out at anyone, that was the reason he got upset and quickly apologized (like literally in his next line of dialogue?). i know that i have personally had moments where i have relayed my aggression to someone who had nothing to do with my anger because i was feeling incredibly stressed or upset and i’m sure i’m not alone in that experience. i also know that i was a little upset with james during this interaction, but to go as far as it changing my entire view of him or saying he has anger issues was definitely going too far. 

these are all things i have noticed as trends in the fandom in regards to black LIs. i know everyone has the freedom to be critical towards characters, but it is not hard to notice that as far as this “criticism” goes, black LIs get an unwieldly amount. it is unfortunate because i feel as though if any of these LIs were white, the hate they got for certain things unwarranted for hate would be nonexistent. 

also, i just want to make it clear, you are free to romance who you wish, not i or anyone else can take that away from you. i just want to distinguish a few things though. only liking someone who is SHORT rather than TALL or only liking someone who has LONG HAIR rather than SHORT HAIR is a PREFERENCE. only liking someone who has LIGHT SKIN over DARK SKIN is COLOURISM/RACISM. if a person has qualities you would otherwise find desirable in a partner but their race or skin colour is something that makes you say “i would never date them” that is RACIST. if you would personally love to date chris but never want to date sean simply based on their skin colour alone, that is racist.

also calling someone black an “ape man” is racist. i didn’t think that’d be so hard to grasp for people? i…

anyway, if you are racist or bigoted in anyway, please block me because i do not desire having any sort of interaction with you. thank you.


So i got just now inspired to do this. As some of you know i suffer from depression and stuff thats why theres a sad aitan this time not sleepy or anything 

Okay nvm that I wanted to tell i wanna see you all draw you characters into this the picture is transparent I hope So please keep it like that if you cant thats ok too! I just really wanna see how many people will do this!

gohugavulcan  asked:

I died at what you wrote in the tags about Hannibal petting touch starved puppy Will. If you ever write that I will read it a thousand times and leave a character-limit-breaking review about all the reasons I loved it but either way the little story in the tags was wonderful ad fuzzy and exactly what I wanted tonight

I hope you liked it! I decided to do a short sequel to the Hannibal pets Will fic with a Will pets Hannibal, set post-s3 fic.

Hannibal’s chest is blotted in purples and blues. He tells Will he has three broken ribs and a few more that are bruised. He says all this without any hint he’s in pain, the only clue Will can find is in his speech, the way his voice is raspy and his breaths are slow and often shallow when he talks. 

It takes Will a week for his hearing to come back to anything close to normal for him to notice those tells.

Will knows Hannibal is an unstoppable force and while Will can slow him down there will always be an inevitability to him. Hannibal, broken and bruised and bleeding, still cooks and he tidies and he changes Will’s bandages as well as his own. Will helps when he can, but a broken knee is enough to slow him down to a torturous, half-bedridden pace.

He’s on a steady intake of pain medication and sleeps most of the day, either in bed or on the terrace under the shade of decades of vines. He wakes up to a tray of whatever Hannibal has decided to feed him. Usually something blended together that can be drunk through a straw and will taste awful but keep him alive until his mouth is ready for chewing.

Hannibal sets the tray down on the small patio table in Will’s reach. Will ignores the food and grabs his wrist before he leaves. It’s difficult to speak and he’s well aware how lucky he is that Hannibal doesn’t need an entire speech to get his point to come here, stay, sit.

Will makes room for him on the lounge chair and Hannibal sits, lilting to one side. His hair is longer. Grayer. He has scruff that’s gone past the itchy stage and into the beginnings of bushy beard territory. 

He watches Will and waits. Years ago he had done the same back in his office and his home. But Will is not as patient, so he pats at his lap and tugs at Hannibal’s sleeve.

Once Hannibal had been shy and Will had been hesitant, unsure of what this would mean now and how this would grow. But it’s been weeks and days and Hannibal is now eager as he settles in a bit stiff, grunting as he lays down beside Will, careful of Will’s knee and his own multitude of injuries. His beard is scratchy through Will’s shirt.

Will wraps his arm around Hannibal’s shoulder, Hannibal places one hand around Will’s side, clutching at him with a hard almost painful grip.

Will runs his fingers through Hannibal’s hair, picking out the different hues of gray and finding the old familiar blond strands that are left. He’s soft and pliant under Will’s hands. His breath is hot against Will’s throat and Will knows he’s looking at him with something too warm for an Argentina summer.

Will doesn’t look back. He keeps his attention on loosening the knots on Hannibal’s neck, on the sticky heat of his back. He feels the bumpy scarred edges of the Mason brand. Hannibal sighs against him and Will pulls him closer and pushes himself further until they are more touching than not. 

He presses his nose into Hannibal’s hair and smells salt and sweat and his lemon scented shampoo. This is what Hannibal must have felt like, how exhilarating it is, no matter how many times they’ve done this, to have the person he wants most in the world melt into him.


I am legitimately concerned about Hiddles. Straight from Atlanta to SDCC for a 20-minute panel where he talked for two minutes, then he fucked back off to London without doing any pictures or interviews or anything? The only person who even seemed they were acknowledging his existence was Mark Ruffalo. And he seemed so tired/dispirited, not like his usual public appearance at all. (he also looked a little gaunt around the face/neck to me, but that could just be makeup, idk, it looked like he was wearing wrong-colored foundation - but then I’m like, what if the makeup was to hide an unhealthy pallor?!)

IDK. Something is Up. :/

anonymous asked:

bts fandom somehow: haha theyre all scared of yoongi omg if you make him mad youll die!! yoongi himself: hey taehyung instead of disagreeing lets hold hands.. ill try whatever you want to do (my man is so soft stop sleeping on this sjdjjddk hes not scary)

ahhh yeah i totally agree with you! so much of the fandom (mostly the younger or more immature fans) tend to think of each member as only one adj and forget the fact that they’re humans too & therefore multidimensional??

yoongi is more intimidating just because he’s very straightforward and knows what he wants, but he is really soft a lot of the time too 😢😢😢 please love him he just wants to be Gentle Hold



general li mulan

okay so i LOVE mulan okay. as far as i’m concerned it’s a Perfect Movie and doesn’t need any fixing. but i was thinking today and -

- what if mulan didn’t go to war to save her father?

say her father is dead, okay, killed by the previous war. so she’s raised by her mother and grandmother, women who’s complacency and softness has been worn away by necessity. she needs to marry well, for her family’s sake, because her mother has refused the hand of every man who offered. but mulan is even more rough around the edges than before, is educated not only in books (her mother said men wouldn’t find smarts attractive and grandmother pointed out that men aren’t always around and off to school mulan went) but in the sword too, taught to her by her classmate, ping.

mulan is considered in the lower end of the upper class, coming from a family of military men and scholars and successful merchants. ping is near the top, the son or nephew of an advisor to the emperor. his family is very rich and very important, and the reason they become friends is because mulan manages to notice something about him that he’s been hiding from everyone else - he’s going blind.

not totally blind, enough to get around, but blind enough that reading is difficult and swordplay is even worse, although once he has it down he has it. ping is no fool, he’s not weak or bumbling. his eyes just don’t work. so mulan notices and confronts him about it. she promises to keep it a secret, and hey, she’ll even help him with his assignments by reading the books out loud and helping him study. but in return he must teach her the sword, must teach her about military and tactics. he agrees.

ping and mulan become very good friends and there’s some raised eyebrows about it but they are TOO far away in class for it to be inappropriate, so they make tutting sounds and disapproving faces and let it go.

then the draft happens. ping can’t go to war, he won’t survive it. not with his eyesight like it is. so mulan offers him a deal - she’ll go to war for him, in his place. in return, if she survives, he must marry her. if she dies he must take care of her family.

ping can’t make this kind of family decision on his own, so he goes to his mother and tells her everything, about the eyesight and how he’ll die if he goes and mulan’s offer. his mother says he must keep it a secret from his father, but agrees - if mulan fights in her son’s place and survives, a wedding will be arranged. either way, mulan’s family will be taken care of. ping will be sent to live with some cousins in the meanwhile.

“you’re not in love with me, are you?” ping asks, helping mulan saddle her horse in the middle of the night. she scoffs and rolls her eyes, “not even a little. but marrying you will make my family happy, and besides, you’re my best friend,” she says, smiling, “better you than some grabby old man.” he smiles and hugs her and says, “i’m not in love with you either. but don’t die out there. we have a wedding to plan.”

so mulan goes to the camp, pretending to be ping, and she’s a little bit less lost but things still go as they go. she’s educated and trained, so it’s not hard for her to pass as ping. shang is keeping a special eye on her, thinking that she’s the son of an advisor, one of his father’s friends. and he sees how easily she excels, how quick thinking and smart she is, and starts giving her more and more responsibilities. by the time they’re called out, shang considers ping ie mulan to be his right hand man, and possibly his best friend.

he’s also a little bit in love with ping, and he’s long known he’s attracted to both genders, so he watches ping laugh and smile and the crease between his eyes when he frowns and does his best to let his feelings chase away the best soldier he has. every time shang looks at ping his heart clenches and he things to himself: i wish i could have you, i wish this was a time and a place where one man could have another, i wish you were a girl, is wish i was a girl - i wish we could be together. he’s literally a step away from doodling ‘li ping’ with little hearts over his battle plans. 

so the battles happen. shang and ping lead their men together, respected and loved. they each get promoted, and promoted, and promoted. it’s been years, and it comes to a point where they’re both generals in their own right. they trust each other, care for each other. and are both secretly in love with the other.

mulan is so conflicted. because she wants this war to end and to go home and settle back into life and become ping’s wife, so she can have an easy life spent studying and learning with her family taken care of. that’s what she’d wanted. but now what she wants is shang, her best friend, her brother in arms, her fellow general. she wishes to be everything to him, aches to be the woman on his arm and in his bed, but knows it’s the one thing she can never be.

then that final battle happens. mulan’s quick thinking saves them all and ends the war - but she’s injured.

shang finds out the ping has been a girl all along. he demands explanations - so she tells him everything, that she traded places with ping to save him, to become his wife.

and the lies should sting the sharpest, but they don’t. she’s still the same person, after all. it’s that she’s promised to another man, for one second he’d thought he might have her, but no. so he agrees not to reveal her but he’s furious and furious at himself for being furious and they’re not the same now, broken and splintered and neither of them know what to do.

the war is over. they leave. mulan returns home, and thanks to her ping is now known as a respected general. she’s done her part and survived, and now she gets her reward - ping’s hand in marriage.

but she sees ping for the first time and flings herself into his arms and starts crying. she tells him everything, because he’s still her friend, her very best friend besides shang, the man whom she lied to and betrayed and loves. and ping listens and takes her by the shoulders and says - i’ll uphold our bargain, if that’s what you want. you can be my pampered wife, you’ve more than earned it. but if you want to go to shang, i won’t blame you. you deserve your happiness.

and mulan goes back and forth, but ultimately she decides she has to try. if shang rejects her she’ll return and marry ping and uphold her family honor. but if shang wants her - he’s not as high up as ping, but he’s high up enough to satisfy her family, and also she would love him and want him if he was no more than a farming peasant so it doesn’t matter much anyway.

she rides to the capitol. she finally meets ping’s father, running into him while looking for shang. “ah mulan,” says this man who was never supposed to know of her until she became his daughter-in-law, “i didn’t expect to see you here. how fortuitous. walk with me.” she does, wary, and that’s how she discovers - he and the emperor had discovered her deception a year in, but at that point she’d already proven herself too skilled and valuable to lose. he tells her that he will uphold his son and wife’s deal and gladly welcome her to his household - but that she’s earned her rank as general, and that he and the emperor have no problem with letting her keep it.

she says thank you, shocked and joyful, but that she has to talk to someone first. “ah, yes, young general li,” he says, eyes twinkling, “i do believe he’s around here somewhere.”

she has no idea how he seems to know everything, but she finally tracks down shang who’s ecstatic to see her and hates himself for it. she confesses - says she loves him, that she’s engaged to ping but willing and able to break this engagement for shang. who is dumbfounded and elated and says yes, of course, finally and forever.

and mulan accepts her rank and marries shang, and they become the literal power battle couple of the general li mulan and general li shang. ping becomes a scholar and marries a very nice young woman who loves reading and is happy to read aloud to her husband with his failing eyes.

and they all live happily ever after.

I haven’t animated in so long??

Should've Known Better
Sufjan Stevens

I’m light as a feather
I’m bright as the Oregon breeze

Best and worst parts of a potential V route:


  • seeing this man smile
  • taking away some of his pain
  • encouraging him to trust and confide in his friends 
    • you can’t do it all on your own, v 
    • you don’t have to take everyone else’s burdens, v 
    • let us help you
  • more information about all the other characters
    • yoosung and his high school days 
    • pretty much anything about jumin since dude never shares the past
    • zen’s wilder teenage years 
    • more about jaehee, i don’t even care what, just gimmie 
    • more about rika and hopefully whatever the hell her real name is
    • seven and saeran and things about the choi bois that aren’t pure angst
    • driver kim and his favorite dad jokes 
      • v making dad jokes with him
  • new phone calls! 
    • v has the voice of an angel and i am ready to sin
  • new chat rooms!
  • new text messages!
  • new CGs! 
  • v getting his own emojis! 
  • learning about his childhood 
    • finally figuring out what happened to his mother 
  • talking about succulents and cacti and his love of desert plants
  • hearing why he named elizabeth the 3rd that
    • learning what other odd names he comes up with 
  • passionate rambling about photography 
  • seeing more of v’s photography!
  • if they include mint eye, actually learning about it 
  • why does he have 20 spoons in his house??? v, tell us your secrets 
  • watching v be a philosopher 
    • while jumin is a scientist 
    • their banter though
  • yoosung hopefully producing some hilarious rants about v 
    • and them making up and both finding peace
    • watching the rants stop being sad and funny and then just funny 
    • v please play along 
  •  more shitposting
    • oh boy 3 AM! 
  • v trolling the chats 
  • potential new ending where some people aren’t worse off than at the beginning 
    • yoosung and zen aren’t in the dark 
      • and yoosung isn’t idolizing rika anymore
    • jumin isn’t miserable and alone 
  • rika is held accountable for her actions 
    • the people she brainwashed and hurt get justice 
  • getting this man out of the horrifically abusive and toxic relationship he’s in
  • watching him heal
  • jihyun kim being happy 


  • those bad endings are going to be bad
    • who is up for sacrificing their soul and getting them first to spare the rest of us the pain?
    • y’know. like v does. 
  • watching v idealize rika and not see what their relationship is truly like
    • having to see more of what she’s put him through
    • the abuse is bad enough, don’t let it get worse 
  • v possibly making more mistakes
    • “the road to hell is paved with good intentions”
  • new information about other characters being depressing as hell
    • good that we know more about them
    • but how much more can my heart take?
  • watching yoosung and jumin Suffer™   
    • hello potential unrequited love, how are you today?
  • probably more things that the good parts override because this man being healthy and happy is so important!!

get to know me: favorite female character → the ‘avatar: the last airbender’ girls
“I’m a warrior, but I’m a girl too.”

Theory: Fukurodani To Win Nationals

alternatively: this is a shounen sports manga so literally anyone could win for any reason whatsoever but a Fukurodani win would not be the worst possible choice and could in fact be an excellent choice

The tricky thing about theorizing who could win nationals is that none of the teams talk about winning nationals. It’s all about the act of going and what they will do there. Past winners aren’t even mentioned. But we’re 234 chapters into this. For the story, for the characters, and for myself as a fan, I want our current teams to get what they want and deserve, but I want them to aspire for more in the future. Or as Coach Nekomata says in ch.96:

[Note: I’m sorry not sorry for this monstrosity of a post. This is by no means a definitive edition. Beware that below the cut is image heavy and full of spoilers.]

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This was stupid

This whole thing, it was so stupid, and it made Annabeth feel stupid, and she wasn’t stupid, she was smart, gods damn it, so why couldn’t she do this? She should have been able to do this.

She only realised she was crying when a tear splashed on to the page of her textbook, blurring the black letters printed on the white page. That tear falling felt like conceding defeat, and soon enough she was crying in earnest, sobbing hard enough that the words became even less intelligible than they’d already been.

She put her head down on the book and let herself cry, feeling terribly stupid and sorry and frustrated. Her whole face felt hot, flushed with anger and annoyance - at this essay, at herself, at the fact that she was a daughter of the goddess of wisdom and she couldn’t seem to write a simple fucking essay.

When the door to her room opened she instinctively straightened, grabbing her dagger and spinning in her seat to face the intruder. When she saw who it was she immediately collapsed back onto the desk, face first, letting her dagger fall to the floor. 

She heard Percy shut the door behind himself. There were a few soft footsteps, and then a gentle hand on her shaking shoulder and a quiet question. “Annabeth, hey, what’s up?”

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First Fight With Peter Parker Headcannons

requested: hi!! i really loved your dating peter headcanons jfndjkdks they put such a big smile on my face! i was wondering if i could request some headcanons of peter and the reader getting into their first big fight please?? <3

  • fights with peter are never ever fun
  • because not only does he always end up looking like a kicked puppy but he also gets extremely upset with himself
  • if he’s mad at you,, his eyes wouldn’t be all doe-like they would look like stone
  • his jaw would get all tense
  • his fists would clench so hard that his hands would legit hurt
  • but he wouldn’t be able to focus or feel anything else bc he’s so hurt
  • he’s not very confident with himself :((
  • and he doesn’t want to start a fight with u especially the first one
  • but you’ve been ( in his eyes ) flirting with flash
  • and flash is peter’s bully
  • so peter keeps it to himself and tried to drop little hints that it was pissing him off until one day y’all were doing hw in his room 
  • and you complimented how nice flash’s dad’s car is
  • and peter snapped
  • “if you think flash is so great maybe he should be your boyfriend and not me!”
  • at first you were like;; where the hell did that come from?? and then realized that he was jealous
  • “peter thats not true.”
  • “really? because judging on how much time you spend taking to him and about him, it seems like he would make you a lot happier than i could (y/n.)”
  • and u get annoyed bc does this kid not understand how u only have eyes for him and don’t want a snotty rich bully and u were only talking to him because you were raised to be polite to everyone even if u didn’t like them?????
  • “peter, i. don’t. like. flash.”
  • “yES yOu Do BEcAuSe OtHerwisE yoU wOulDn’T tAlk tO hIM aLL thE tImE”
  • and his face is getting red because he’s so upset and angry
  • eventually voices start to raise
  • and he’s has a little bit of a temper so he starts to pace
  • u start to get fed up w him being sososos stubborn so you leave and tell him to; “call me when you get over yourself”
  • and thats when realization hits him so hard that he is gasping and starts to cry bc he’s realizing that you could leave him whenever you want because you’re so out of his league and he can’t live with out you
  • he’s sooooo mad at himself he stays in his room for four hours and doesn’t eat anything and doesn’t talk to may
  • so she comes in and asks him whats wrong
  • and he tells her
  • and she kind of yells at him for letting jealousy getting in the way
  • and then comforts him
  • and then tells him he needs to apologize sooner rather than later
  • he brings you flowers
  • he sits outside of your window taking deep breaths and he’s so nervous because he doesn’t know if you’re going to let him in or not
  • ofc u do bc he waited for u AND he brought you fLoWeRS
  • when he comes inside you just kind of nod your head for him to start ranting about how sorry he is and he’s stuttering and his eyes ar darting everywhere except for meeting yours
  • to make him stop you grab his wrist and pull him into a hug and he immediately calms down
  • his face is between your jaw and shoulder and he feels like he’s home again
  • “i thought you were going to make me keep going” he says as he squeezes you
  • and y’all spend the night in each others arms ::))))))

Originally posted by dayaholics

Why the frick is every. single. march. on SATURDAY?

Like y’all know that Sabbath-observant Jews (*coughs* LIKE ME) are completely excluded, right??

Unless we live within walking distance (*coughs* WHICH I DO NOT) then we can’t travel to them on Sabbath.



international zen

“Do we have any traditions, Elsa?”

So I just thought of something: what if they did?

What if there was something the royal family did for the holidays, but it had to stop with all the other things after the accident? What if Anna simply doesn’t remember because she would have been 5 when it did stop, but Elsa would have had a few more years of experiencing it to remember?

I know a lot of people are citing this part in the trailer to show Elsa is still harbouring a lot of guilt from believing she’s the reason for the separation, but what if there’s more to it than that? What if she’s remembering something they used to do as a family but never will again?

Because I swear to God if there’s a flashback scene with the King lifting one of his daughters up onto his shoulders so they can put the star on the tree, or the Queen reading them a Christmas bedtime story, or the whole family curled up in their evening-wear in front of a roaring fire with hot cocoa I’m gonna die from both cuteness overload and a broken heart.

Bonus points if Anna suggests trying it again, but Elsa is reluctant because it seems wrong to do so without their parents in the picture anymore.