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“is that your way of comforting me?” “maybe”

this was supposed to be some kind of zombie apocalypse/the walking dead au requested by @sigh–onara but honestly i don’t even know anymore

BTS' Complaints
  • Jin: "I just feel like no one truly appreciates my natural beauty. Like look at me. Do you understand how much work I don't do to look like this? Ultimate face goals, right?" *is talking to a statue* "You get me bruh. I appreciate that." *kisses statue*
  • Suga: *is crying his eyes out* "I JUST WANTED TO BE FRIENDS WITH KUMAMON BUT THAT FUCKING BROWN PIANO WOULDN'T LEAVE ME TF ALONE!!!"
  • J-Hope: "I love being ARMY's hope. I do. BUT WHO'S MY HOPE?! I HAVE NO HOPE." *single tear slides down cheek*
  • Rap Monster: "I'm the LEADER of this group. THE LEADER. So why don't any of those shits ever listen to me? I deserve more than this considering my status" *hair flip*
  • Jimin: "HOW DARE HE SAY THAT?! WHAT RIGHT DID HE HAVE TO SAY THAT?! NONE." *shakes fist at sky* "I'LL SHOW YOU, KIM NAMJOON. I DO HAVE JAMS!!"
  • V: "But why was I called 'V'? Does it really mean victory? There are so many other things it could be instead. Vacuum, vegemite, va-" *gasps* "baNG PD-NIM, YOU SATAN."
  • Jungkook: "Dear Noonas. STOP CALLING ME OPPA. I'M NOT YOUR OPPA. I NEVER WAS YOUR OPPA. I NEVER WILL BE YOUR OPPA. I'M SORRY. Lots of love, Jungkook-ah. (<-- did you see the 'ah'? That's what you use... bye)"

anonymous asked:

Mini rant because I'm frustrated and need to shout into the void. Don't get me wrong, this is not a hate post toward people who like to play with Black Paladin!Paladin. I am personally frustrated because it feels like the ultimate goal for everyone is to be the Black Paladin. As if everybody's roles don't already matter. Take BP!Allura for example. She's the only one who can fly the castle!!!! Her role is already irreplaceable but people don't think that's enough? It's as if not piloting (1/?)

The black lion is a downgrade. Forget that she singlehandedly restored life to the Balmera or fIXED THE CASTLE AFTER ten thousand years with only Coran to help her. Suddenly her role as a support doesn’t matter because she’s not the Black Paladin. (Real fast FUCK YOU TO THAT ONE POST THAT TORE DOWN EVERYONE ELSE TO BUILD LANCE AND JUSTIFY HIM AS THE BLACK PALADIN. STOP IT) it just frustrates me to see everyone’s roles demeaned that way just so they can wear the black suit. Okay I’m done. Thanks


Nonny, I could not agree with you more.

Leaving this unaltered in it’s perfection.

I wouldn’t even mind it so much if people didn’t need to shit on all the other characters to justify why their Fav should be the Leader because, apparently, that makes them The Special.  But w/e w/e

anonymous asked:

Gah you're super pretty! Why does no one on tumblr live anywhere near me so I can bask in their beauty and hopefully absorb some for myself!!!

i wonder the same thing all the time??? we’re all so spread out like how are we supposed to meet all these lovely people??

anonymous asked:

So, I just have a question. You made your position on fanon Lance quiet clear and there are things I can agree with because as he is now, canon Lance can be a bit of a moron but I would not go so far as to deny him any leadership qualities. He has potential but his own glory-hound tendencies tend to get in the way more often than not. I'm sure if he matured some and maybe solved some of his selfworth issues he might actually become a good and supportive leading figure alongside Keith/Allura?

There’s plenty of grown in canon with Lance.  But I don’t see it as a climb to become Black Paladin, like that’s the ultimate goal of the show and it’s a competition between the rest of the Pals + Shiro is disposed.

There’s plenty of room for fun things with Lance.  I’m still fond of him as a diplomat position along side Hunk (for very different audiences).

What I object to is: 

a) the fanon treatment he gets where he turns into a weird nega-Lance that has nothing to do with anything in canon, and how every joke and comment needs to get some kind of dramatic tearful explanation about how it’s not really how it seems (ie, yes, Lance probably isn’t great at math, guys, you can let it be).  Lance is not allowed to have any faults in fanon.  

b) the treatment of Leadership as the only end goal that has any meaning and therefore Shiro MUST be retired and someone else MUST become the Black Paladin.

c) Shitting on the competition for that goal of Leadership ie the utter backlash against Keith for daring to have an arch in an otherwise very plot/backstory heavy season

If that’s someone’s fun time, fine, I’m not judging, but I’m not particularly interested in playing with that set of toys.  There’s pleeeenty of Black Paladin Lance stuff out there.  It doesn’t need to be from me.

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I just saw Green Day live which has been like an ultimate life goal since I was 4 and they played everything I could want and I sang and danced so hard and I’m so happy and I never want to go back to real life for the rest of forever even though I’m in pain with no voice

Love > Lust

It seems nowadays that a lot people crave the idea of lust more than love. It seems like their ultimate goal is going to a club and getting drunk, and meeting a hot guy or girl.

They crave seducing them and then taking them to bed for one night, and then being able to brag to their friends the next day about the dime they got some with the night before.

I, on the contrary, I do not crave that.

I crave meeting someone for the first time and awkwardly stuttering through your words because you can’t get your thoughts straight, because they’re so damn beautiful.

I crave feeling the rush of butterflies in your stomach when you see their name show up on your phone, even if it’s something as simple as “Hey, how’s your day?”

I crave the thought of seeing or hearing something that immediately reminds you of them, and you wish that they were right by your side to experience it.

I crave the sudden rush of adrenaline you feel when they smile at you or touch your arm; an act so small, yet so powerful.

I crave the feeling of talking to someone and feeling like you’ve known them for years, rather than only a few days or weeks.

I crave the feelings of intertwining your fingers with theirs for the first time. My hands are always so cold and sweaty but they wouldn’t mind, because that’s just one of the many things that makes me “Me”.

I crave the anticipation of the first gentle kiss goodnight in the car or on the doorstep. It’s so peaceful and so calming and so overwhelming and so electric, all at once.

I crave the feeling of having your cheeks ache because you literally can’t stop smiling at the fact that there’s 7 billion people in this world, and somehow you managed to come across the one person who makes you feel like you’re 1 in a million.

I crave the feeling of gazing into their eyes, and in that moment, time comes to a complete halt. And it’s just you and them.

I crave the most innocent acts of affection, whether it’s a random smooch on their cheek, mindlessly twirling their hair, or them falling asleep on your shoulder while watching a late-night movie.

I crave opening your eyes as you awake, only to gaze upon their face right next to yours. Yes; mouth wide open, drooling, morning breath and all. But that’s what makes the moment uncut, raw, and perfect.

I crave the feeling of realizing how much of a jerk you were in your argument earlier with them, and you walk down the hall to them to apologize, only to find that they were about to do the exact same thing.

I crave watching them candidly cook breakfast, or talk on the phone, drive a car, or read a book, and you can’t take your eyes off of them because they’re so perfect in everything they do without even trying.

I crave the feeling of holding them in your arms and never wanting to let go, because you’ve finally found someone who feels like home.

I crave the feeling of wondering why you were ever terrified to fall in love because of your fear of heartbreak. And you laugh, because now that’s just a distant memory.

Honestly, I’d take love over lust any day.

I can’t wait to fall in love.