headcanon that whenever someone posts a conspiracy article about how Bruce Wayne is abusing his kids someone responds with the comment “no i think they’re all just really reckless” and provides a link to a video of Dick Grayson attempting to back-flip off of a moving car while Damian is driving
yuuri and victor becoming figure skating commenters right after they retire and often forgetting about their microphone being on and whispering flirtatious comments to each other after the skaters are finished
I don’t care if Jon and Dany are supposed to be some epic love story, I don’t care if they banged, I don’t care if Jonsa never becomes canon. I don’t care. All because of one ridiculously beautiful scene from season six.
Before Sansa found him Jon was done. He was gonna ride off to somewhere warm, sit back and welcome the end of the world with open arms. He was ready to give up, completely disenchanted with the world. Until Sansa. She was literally the catalyst for him wanting to essentially live again. Sansa helped him get his home back and Sansa gave him a reason to fight again.
If that isn’t a god damn love story then I don’t know what is.
To be fair, you have to have a very high IQ to understand the sexual symbolism in the throne room scene. The imagery is extremely subtle, and without a solid grasp of “the arts” most of the symbols will go over a typical viewer’s head. There’s also Kylo’s lightsaber, which is deftly woven into the sexual undertones - the way he holds it near his crotch, for instance. The true fans understand this stuff; they have the intellectual capacity to truly appreciate the depth of this scene, to realise that it’s not just sexual foreshadowing - it says something deep about LIFE. As a consequence people who dislike The Last Jedi truly ARE idiots - of course they wouldn’t appreciate, for instance, the humour in Kylo’s existential line “You’re nothing,” which itself is a cryptic reference to his deep and passionate love for Rey. I’m smirking right now just imagining one of those addlepated simpletons scratching their heads in confusion as Rian Johnson’s genius wit unfolds itself on their cinema screens. What fools.. how I pity them.
And yes, by the way, i DO have a reylo tattoo. And no, you cannot see it. It’s for Adam’s eyes only. Nothin personnel kid 😎
Here’s another reason why reposts are terrible. Here I am watching this lovely animatic. If you look below you can see a repost of this video being reccommeded to me. The repost has over a THOUSAND more views than the original. The original only has 35 views. The artist is not getting the exposure they deserve. All because someone downloaded the video and posted it on their account.
Requests!!! I have one! Can you write a klance fic where keith’s just being really really goofy and happy bc I feel like he needs more happiness and funny fluff yaknow
Keith giggles and that’s all it takes to melt Lance’s heart.
“Hi!” Keith says, dropping a kiss on Lance’s face before he giggles once more, “Hi! Hi, Lance, hi!”
Who the fuck gave this asshole the right to be endearing and adorable at the same time?
“Hi, baby, hi.” Lance greets back, his smile being smushed as Keith presses his cheeks together. Keith coos at his expression before he nods pleased and continues kissing every inch of his face.
“Lance, Lance,” Keith calls, “Hi! I missed you so so much, hi! Hello!”
“I can see that, sweetheart.” Lance chuckles, grabbing one of Keith’s hands from his face and kissing the top of it gently, looking fondly at the drunk man on his lap, “How about a shower and then sleep? I think you had enough drinking for the night.”
Keith limits himself to wrap his legs around Lance’s waist as the brunet stands up, continuing to kiss Lance’s face and neck as they walked.