man you just won me over

Keith: We had a bonding moment! I cradled you in my arms!

Lance: Nope, don’t remember, didn’t happen.

Keith: These words,
Could take,
You on that journey,
The road,
We traveled,
Once as friends,
This place,
You left,
A man in mourning,
Until the end,
Couldn’t we try to start this over,
Bury the past, no history,
You left the world we knew much colder,
Open the door and set me free,
Where did you go,
I stood here waiting,
Answer the phone and listen to me,
In this regret with closed eyes praying,
Why won’t you just come back to me?

An open letter to the girl who saved me today

When I went into the store today after work, I had decided I was going to be brave. I had a pretty good day, and I wanted to reward myself with something I’d been eyeing for quite some time. Mens underwear.

I won’t lie, I stalled quite a bit before I slunk over to the mens underwear section, but eventually I wound up in the aisle looking over my various options. It was while I was trying to figure out what size I would be, that the man is all his socks and sandals glory came into the aisle. I barely had time to look up before he bellowed at me, “you fucking abomination”

I gaped like a fish while I tried to wrap my mind around the fact that yes, this was happening, and yes, he just yelled that at me. He said it again, and began to make his way towards me, very tall and very angry looking. All the clever things I wanted to say died in my throat and tears started pooling in my eyes.

Just as he was getting right up in my face, telling me about how there wasn’t a single god from any religion that would accept a piece of shit like me, you appeared at the end of the aisle. You ran towards us and put yourself between me and him like you weren’t a tiny 5 ft nothing. Then you stuck your finger in his face and told him to “shut the hole in his head that was spewing ignorance and hatred and get out because he wasn’t welcome here”. It was his turn to be the fish then, and before he could say another thing you shouted “GET THE FUCK AWAY” drawing the attention of shoppers who had been so conveniently hard of hearing before. He tucked tail and left.

You turned to me then, put the underwear I had dropped back in my hand and asked if I was okay. I was sobbing and could feel my face doing the ugly thing it does when I cry. I nodded, you asked me if there was anything else I wanted to look at in the mens section, I shook my head. You asked if I had anymore shopping to do. I huffed out that I wanted some bananas. You took my hand and lead me towards produce. You told me I was beautiful. You told me I would look so handsome in the underwear I picked. You helped me pick out bananas and told me my future was so bright and wonderful it was practically blinding. 

You held my hand all the way to the cashier, and then outside. You asked me if I wanted a ride, I told you I’d like to walk, that I needed some time to cry. You stared at me very seriously, then hugged me so hard I could feel all me pieces coming back together. You said “I don’t even know who you are and I don’t care, I love you”

I cried all the way back home. 

Thank you. Thank you for everything. For who you are, and for what you did. Plenty of other people passed by and did nothing, but you came in like a shining beacon and all I can say is thank you. You saved me when I was all alone. Thank you.

“I covered a lot of Trump rallies as a journalist. I didn’t feel any hatred. People were more curious than anything. I was never assaulted. I felt like most people were just supporting him because he wasn’t part of the establishment. Or because they were tired of politics. But it was confusing. Because even though I didn’t feel like they hated me, these people were supporting someone who said I should be banned from the country. Even the father of one of my best friends supports Trump. This man had me over to his house. I went to Thanksgiving with him. My friend asked him: ‘Dad, how can you support that man? Our friend Zahra is a Muslim.’ He told her: ‘Don’t worry. He won’t do everything that he says.’ Today has been difficult. These last few weeks, it was mostly speculation. There was suspicion that most Americans supported him but I could hope that it was wrong. But now that hope is gone. And I have to feel differently. I have to feel like maybe most Americans don’t want me here. And I feel like no matter how hard I try, I’ll never be part of the community. And even if they’re friendly to me, or if they invite me to Thanksgiving, deep down they believe that America is a country that belongs to white people.”

lol the double standard that bisexual men automatically equals gay is so annoying I’m so over hearing women say they won’t date a man if he’s touched a dick, get out of my face please. Like you’re telling me that you at some point can be elbows deep in another woman’s a vagina but let a man that you’re interested in suck a dick and suddenly it’s a no from you. Please just leave me alone.

anonymous asked:

Are groin attacks on men actually the automatic off-switch we see in movies?


They aren’t universal, and you can, in fact, groin strike a woman to similar effect. What a groin strike is actually targeting is the nerve endings in that region of the body, the very same nerve endings that cause humans to experience sexual pleasure. It hurts a whole hell of a lot, it makes you sick to your stomach, and you bowl over to protect yourself. Nailing a woman with a groin strike is more difficult than a man because the area is smaller and it’s more difficult to hit. It can happen though, it’s happened to me in training with a partner.

Anyone with a strong pain tolerance is going to be resistant to groin strikes, just like with anything else. Some people are more sensitive than others. Other people will recover quicker than others. The rarest find won’t feel it at all, and they’re out there.

And, of course, if you’re opponent is wearing a cup then the groin strike goes right out. That’s why you wear cups when you’re sparring, so it doesn’t hurt when you get hit in the groin. So, if they’re armored, you’re out of luck.

It’s a pretty good stunner if you can land it and they’re not prepared for it, but it’s not a finishing move. When you see groin strikes in martial arts or just as self-defense, they’re part of what we call “combinations” which is a series of strikes performed one after the other. You use the groin strike to stun your attacker, and then follow up while they’re distracted by pain.

So, say you want to use a knee strike to the groin. You’ll grab them and strike the groin, then you grab their head and slam it into your knee again. You may hit them several more times after that if they don’t go down, but the groin strike is the opener or secondary to more effective moves that would be difficult to pull off if they weren’t distracted by pain or were… you know, upright.

The general populace often has a hard time grasping the concept of techniques feeding into each other. “I do this, so I can get over there, to do that”.

Groin strikes are conventional wisdom. Enough people have hit boys in the groin and see them bowl over to know that it’s somewhat effective, and enough boys have been hit in the groin to know it hurts.

You know what else hurts?

Your shin.

Getting hit in the shin hurts a whole hell of a lot too. It’s actually easier hit as it’s a much larger target and you don’t need to be nearly as close.

Anywhere on your body where the bone is near to the surface/isn’t protected by muscle, is direct access to your nervous system and works about as well as a groin shot. So, kick ‘em in the shin. Boxing the ears is another good one, you rattle the inner ear and cause them to lose their sense of equilibrium which makes them dizzy and they… stumble. Hit them in the nose. Their eyes will water, their nose will swell, both of which impact their ability to see.

You can, in fact, chain these together too.

Kick them in the shin. Box their ears. As their head comes forward, hit them in the nose or punch them in the throat. Then, if they’re still coming toward you or you’ve grabbed them by the shoulder or the head, knee them in the groin.

There aren’t a lot of one hit wonders when it comes to fighting, and if you did get one then you’re damn lucky. There is no 100%, no sure shot, no total shut down, no universal technique that will give you perfect accuracy on every human you will ever meet.

The problem with groin strikes in movies is that they’re actually a joke about manhood and dominance. Sometimes, it’s used intentionally and, sometimes, it’s not, but it doesn’t go much further than, “ha, ha, she hit him in the peen” and he goes down because the big, tough guy was really weak after all. It’s become that “Tough Girl Move” and is supposed to convey she’s tough, and brave, and everything that comes with a poorly thought out action girl.

In the movies, the groin shot is about dominance and asserting superiority. Whether it’s a woman doing it to a man, or a man doing it to another man (but it’s usually a woman), that’s what it’s normally about. It’s just a co-opting of the Alpha Male Bullshit Package for an Empowering Moment. It’s telling that these moments revolve entirely around the physical embodiment of manhood, because it’s often treated as the only weakness a man possesses. Given the groin shot is often paired with the threat of sexual assault, you can see all threads weaving themselves together for the underlying themes. The man is brought down by his *ahem* desires, the woman flees, and the scene is still all about sex.

So, you know, fun.


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all these boys out there asking for a relationship they know won’t last but i’m just waiting for the one boy who’ll earn me over and stay in my life for good. i dont want to go through any breakups or regrets. i just need one man and i’ll be good. either u stay in my life forever or you never come in it in the first place.


Bruce notices that Damian is behaving differently for several days. The boy is absolutely imperturbable; in fact almost pleasant to be around. Which can only mean one thing:

Damian is planning something.

It doesn’t take long to figure it out, and it mostly has to do with Tim’s Demise.

The man, always one for new tactics, takes a page out of Dick’s book.

Bruce walks into the room nonchalantly, notes where Damian is, inspects his cellphone, and then leans over and encompasses him in a big bear hug.

Damian’s feet leave the floor accompanied by his wildcat shrieks.

“Father, ughhhhhh! Stop! Release me!” He yanks at his father’s strong arms but he just won’t budge.

“Oh but son, I haven’t seen you in several days–”

“You just saw me at breakfast, let go!”

But Bruce doesn’t let go. Bruce is embarrassingly squishy and lovey for eight long minutes, ruffling his hair and kissing his head.

Damian is red in embarrassment and frustration. He sullenly accepts his father’s new affection, gives up. The universe likes to demean him, doesn’t it.

Bruce suddenly stops. “Now,” he says levelly, eyes clear and stern, “let’s hand over that sonic nausea weapon, shall we?” Damian sighs. He hands it over, and Bruce puts him down one-handed while inspecting it. “Interesting,” he murmurs. Damian, thoroughly disappointed and aggravated, turns to go. “Damian.” He turns around.

“Don’t be so obvious next time, got it?”

What? WHAT? Father has the audacity to…cuddle him, and even further humiliates him by stating that he was obvious? Damian glowers, growling something about “pigheaded” and “arrogance” and “Drake will still get what’s coming to him.”

“What’s that? You want to clean your room? So nice of you to volunteer. Go on then,” Bruce says, doling out a swat. Damian quickly scampers out of reach, stopping at the top of the stairs to send a death glare.

Bruce waves him away, and is still observing it when Damian leaves. He’s chuckling when Tim enters the room, back from work.

“So you caught him by surprise, huh? How did you manage that?” Tim asks, shouldering off his messenger bag.

Bruce smirks, shrugging. “This isn’t my first rodeo, son.”

“Cool,” Tim replies. “So if I just…” He pounces for the sonic nausea weapon.

Bruce holds it out of his reach, smug expression on his face. “What part of ‘this isn’t my first rodeo’ didn’t you understand?”

“The part where you actually said something like that.”

Bruce shakes his head and walks off.

“This isn’t the West. Have you ever been to a rodeo? Hey, this is an important question. Bruce? You’ve never even been to a rodeo, have you? Bruce. Bruce!”

reasons to go for jumin’s route! (deep route!)

  • his calls are mostly about how he misses you!!
  • he just wants you to stay by his side
  • he thinks you’re cute when you’re on your phone!!
  • wants to shower you with so much love and affection!
  • things get a little r18 sometimes bUT YES PLS *screams*
  • he calls you “my love”, “my princess”, and “my angel.”
  • is jealous when you talk to someone else in the chatroom *idk man that is cute*
  • according to him, if you were a cat, he would have brought you home immediately
  • is worried that you won’t eat proper meals just because he isn’t there with you
  • he loves Elizabeth 3rd as much as he loves you!!
  • he can’t imagine a life without you *CRIES*
  • was actually dying to kiss you the first time he saw you (AAAAAaaaAAaahH)

I was thinking more about LeFou in the new B&tB movie. I just saw it a second time.

Yes, his flamboyant behavior was over the top but his lusting after Gaston?! PERFECT. Let me tell you why.

Gaston is in love obsessed with Belle because she’s the most beautiful girl in the village. K, right? Makes sense. He pines after her and won’t give up, right?

Enter LeFou. He is the EXACT same way. He is obsessed with Gaston because he is the hyper-masculane dude, the pinnacle of a man, just the way Belle is the pinnacle of a women.

They both hopelessly lust after “perfect” version of their desired sex.


The difference? When Gaston began showing his true colors, LeFou was like “bitch nah” and then when Gaston betrayed LeFou? He picked up Mrs. Potts and was like “fuck the villagers, they’re wrong”

tl;dr: LeFou was overly flamboyant which was slightly offensive but his character development was ON POINT

Overwatch Chatroom: Y/n will be missed

I’m on Mobil so it won’t look pretty.
- Forest


Y/n has started a chatroom.

McCree, Genji, Tiddy Man, D.Va, Junkrat, and Mercy have logged in.

Tiddy Man: Is there something you need, Y/n?

Tiddy Man: ….



Y/n: that is not important right now.

Y/n: reaper is out to kill me over a simple mistake. I just wanted to say my goodbyes before he finds me.

Genji: What did you do exactly?

Mercy: He’ll get over it eventually. It’s not like he’ll actually kill you.

McCree: whatever you did, he’ll get over it.

Junkrat: Reaper just broke down a door. What did you do, missy?

Y/n: I may have accidentally dropped paint on his cloak while painting..

Mercy: does he realize it will wash off, right?

McCree: wash his cloak, darlin

Y/n: the paint I use doesn’t wash off..

D.Va: rip. You’ll be missed

Genji: But will he really hurt you over something so simple.

Tiddy Man: Doesn’t he have other cloaks?


Reaper has logged on.

Junkrat: rip Y/n



D.Va: Chill???

Tiddy Man: Hana, this is Gabriel Reyes you’re talking to.

Genji: typing*

Reaper: ..Tiddy man??

Tiddy Man: Please change my name.

McCree: dont

D.Va: dont

Mercy: Gabe, leave y/n alone. She’ll buy you a new cloak.

Reaper: her death will be quick and painless, I promise.

Y/n has changed Tiddy Man’s name to Hanzo.

Hanzo: Thank you.

Hanzo: Tell me where you are so I can come help you.


D.Va: I see why he wants to kill you.

Junkrat: oh hey, I found her.

Reaper: WHERE IS SHE!?


Mercy: I’m actually worried now, don’t tell him.

Mercy: Someone restrain Gabe



Genji: Reaper don’t hurt her.

Reaper has logged out.


D.Va: rip you’ll be missed.

Y/n has logged out.

Mercy: Genji make sure he doesn’t get to her! I’ll be there in a bit.

Genji: I’ll protect her for as long as I can.

Genji has logged out.
Mercy has logged out.

Junkrat: how cute.

D.Va: omg otp

McCree: should we help?

Hanzo: we probably should

Hanzo has logged out.
Junkrat has logged out.
McCree has logged out.
D.Va has logged out.


Kill mE

antisock  asked:

For the Cap IRC fundraiser! Prompt: Steve is laid low by something or other & a post-WS rehabbed Bucky takes over as Cap for a week or so, bitching about it the whole time.

(Possibly not what you meant, but this idea took hold and tickled me…)

“You have to get well soon,” Tony told Steve, voice muffled by the glass of the quarantine room’s door. 

“I’m perfectly fine,” Steve replied. “Superserum superflu is over, the docs just won’t let me out until they’re sure I’m not going to spread it. Another few days at most. Why, what’s happening?”

Tony held a tablet up to the window. On it, Iron Man helmet-cam footage from a recent Avengers battle showed Bucky, resplendent in the Captain America uniform, taking the head off an evil robot. 

“He looks like he’s takin’ to it well,” Steve said. “The uniform fits and everything.”

“Wait for it,” Tony replied.

The scene shifted, helmet-cam cutting to the traditional post-battle meal. The others looked either exhausted or frustrated; there was a constant but varying low buzz coming from somewhere. Tony bumped the volume.

“…Stevie even fight in this thing, it chafes like you wouldn’t believe, my nuts will never be the same,” Bucky was saying, plowing his way through a hamburger. “Who the hell WERE those guys, anyway?”

“Working on it,” the Tony in the film footage managed, before Bucky was off again.

“Sub standard robots is what we got, pal, they were trash. I thought robots in the future were supposed to be better. Can’t you give them tips?” he asked Tony.

“I don’t really think that’s a great – “

“And another thing, why do the cops always take so long calling us? I tell you what, I don’t like standin’ in for Steve but clearly someone needs to take the police in hand and give them a stern talking-to and Cap might be the – “ 

Tony cut off the sound, but Bucky kept going on the video.

“He literally never shuts up,” Tony said. “An hour later he was still going. He fell asleep with his mouth open in the middle of a word.”

“It’s the adrenaline,” Steve replied, grinning. “He used to do that after battle, too.”

How did you not shoot him?

“Dugan used to slip him a mickey finn in his coffee to shut him up,” Steve said, still grinning. “Bitching Buck, they called him.”

“Please come back and be Captain America soon,” Tony said.

“I got news for you, buddy, now that he’s back in action, my coming back’s not gonna stop him,” Steve pointed out. Tony looked pale. “Don’t worry. I’ll put him on the stealth team, then only Natasha and Clint’ll have to deal with him, and they’re not afraid to drug a friend.”

Over Tony’s shoulder, Bucky appeared at the other end of the hallway. Steve gestured with his chin, and Tony glanced around. 

“Can I come in there with you?” Tony asked. 

“Skedaddle, I’ll handle him,” Steve replied, and Tony bolted for safety.

“What’s got him so skittish?” Bucky asked, and without waiting for reply, launched into a new monologue.

Give me domestic!dad!Tony and his spider son

Give me casual gifts (new camera, schoolbooks paid and Aunt Mays car fixed)

Give me Tony fetching Peter from school and taking the scenic route to the Tower/Compound

Give me lunches at greasy diners and Donuts for desert (don’t tell your aunt)

Give me Peter having access to Tonys living quarters and workshop, his stuff showing up in odd corners (school books on the kitchen table, a sweater draped over a workshop chair, a comic pushed under the couch)

Give me Tony teaching Peter about engineering and mechanics, showing him his projects and the inner workings of the Iron Man suits (happy to make time for the curious teenager nothing like Howard Stark)

Give me Tony patiently helping Peter with homework or a project that just won’t turn out like it should (please, please you’ve GOT to help me, the deadline is TOMORROW)

Give me Peter filling Tonys (quiet, lonely) living space with overly dramatic recounts of boring school days, excited nerd talk and hyperactive, superpowered teenager antics

I need this

Fighting A.I

Originally posted by sexycliffconda

warning: smut

word count: 2000+

summary: Ashton and y/n get into a fight so Ashton tries to make it up to you


“I am so fucking done with you Ashton!” I screamed, angry at the drunk man standing in front of me. Another night. Just one of the many nights where Ashton has come home at 2 o’clock in the morning drunk off his face. 

I know he’s stressed, management is draining the life out of him and I can see it. They won’t let us make our relationship public even though we’ve been dating for over 6 months. Ashton spends all his spare time in meetings with management about how fucking stupid it is for them not to let us be public.

It’s stressful for me too, I have to pretend that Ashton isn’t the love of my life and that we’re just ‘best friends who live together’. But Ash is dealing with it in a way that I hate. He goes out with the boys and comes home at 2-3 o’clock in the morning, stumbling and dizzy.

Keep reading


i’ve been on a gaster kick lately, so i sorta went with it??? what can i say, i just really love this sad, void man lmao. (btw some of the images have caption!)

also included some pre-core gaster! i’ve decided that i like the idea of my gaster being sans’ and papyrus’ father. for the longest time it was a toss up between him being their older brother, or being their dad, but the latter won me over in the end haha. 

People are contemplating suicide because trump won but my friends

If trump supporters have to exist, then please continue to exist with us, with me, because you can’t leave us, not yet, we need you, you are needed.

Just the fact that you exist and are horrified by this man makes you a friend and a fighter, so please don’t kill yourself.

We need you.

We will not roll over and die because they tell us to.

We do not bow to their hatred or allow them to have their damn way.

We’re here and we’re going to stay and you are not alone.

» dishonored sentence meme

Feel free to adjust sentences to make it fit your muse better!

  • ❝ We all start with innocence, but the world leads us to guilt. ❞
  • ❝ You watched and listened when other men would have shouted in rage. ❞
  • ❝ Do you think you’ll get your own squad after what happened last night? ❞
  • ❝ And you were on avenging spirit, spreading chaos at every turn. ❞
  • ❝ Soon there’ll be nothing left for the rats. ❞
  • ❝ It’s just as well, the Empire was dying already, completely rotten. All that was needed was the right man, to send it over the edge. ❞
  • ❝ Are you chasing something, or running away? ❞
  • ❝ I’d say I was being punished, but I know the world doesn’t punish wicked people. ❞
  • ❝ You take what comes and the rest is void. ❞
  • ❝ After she’s on the throne, she won’t have time for an old man like me. ❞
  • ❝ Shall we gather for whiskey and cigars tonight? ❞
  • ❝ It’s a funny thing, ambition. It can take one to sublime heights or harrowing depths. And sometimes they are one and the same. ❞
  • ❝ The boldest measures are the safest. ❞
  • ❝ May all the spirits guide you, and may our enemy’s head hit the floor without you taking a scratch. ❞
  • ❝ Strange how there’s always a little more innocence left to lose. ❞
  • ❝ You could float a whaling ship on the noble blood I’ve spilt. ❞
  • ❝ Did I ever tell you about the time I almost caught the guy who killed the Empress? ❞
  • ❝ The years come back across my dreams as a line of butchered bodies; long, sleek, and singing among the waves under the moonlight, only to be speared by ugly, weather-scarred men who’d knife each other for a good pair of boots. ❞
  • ❝ And you. The things you’ve done… You’re probably the worst of them. ❞
  • ❝ All the money exchanging hands, from one rich bastard or another. Killing for one of them one year, then being paid to kill him in return next. ❞
  • ❝ Perhaps that’s just the nature of man… ❞
  • ❝ The others are dead, aren’t they? That’s alright… I was going to have them killed anyway. I am going to be Empress. ❞
  • ❝ What a sad hand fate has dealt you. ❞
  • ❝ Everyone knows you were screwing the Empress. ❞
  • ❝ In these sleepless nights of despair, you appear to me not as the mighty leviathan, but as a young man, with eyes as black as the Void. ❞
  • ❝ I’ve learned that our choices always matter. ❞
  • ❝ She dreams of freedom, and the decks of whaling ships fast after the beasts of sea. But alas, she is a woman. ❞
  • ❝ You can see how my plan could have worked. Would have worked… if everyone had just followed orders. ❞
  • ❝ I can’t trust him, you can’t love what you don’t trust. ❞
  • ❝ So dreary everywhere I look. I can’t bear it anymore. ❞
spice girls sentence starters
  • “stop right there”
  • “thank you very much”
  • “slow down and have some fun”
  • “the race is on”
  • “giving is good as long as you’re getting”
  • “what’s driving you is ambition”
  • “who do you think you are?”
  • “you’re headed in the wrong direction”
  • “never lose control”
  • “spice up your life!”
  • “all you need is positivity”
  • “too much of something is bad”
  • “something’s coming over me”
  • “love is blind as far as the eye can see”
  • “i need a friend”
  • “what part of ‘no’ don’t you understand?”
  • “too much of nothing is just as tough”
  • “i need to know the way to feel to keep me satisfied”
  • “i guess we’re running out of time too fast”
  • “i want a man not a boy who thinks he can”
  • “why don’t we give it a try?”
  • “i won’t keep waiting for you”
  • “i’ll treat you right”
  • “i’ll give you everything”
  • “i decided we should be friends”
  • “take it easy”
  • “any fool can see you’re falling”
  • “just say you’ll be there”
  • “there’s no need to say you love me”
  • “i want you”
  • “friendship never ends”
  • “if you wanna be my lover, you gotta get with my friends”
  • “forget the past”
  • “don’t waste my precious time”
  • “get your act together”
  • “we’ll be just fine”
  • “are you for real?”
  • “if you really bug me then i’ll say goodbye”
  • “you’ve got to give”
  • “come a little bit closer”
  • “don’t be a stranger”
  • “i’m tired of empty words”
  • “put it on”
  • “be a little bit wiser”
  • “goodbye, my friend”
  • “one day you’ll be able to say ‘never mind the pain’.”
  • “there’s a better way for you and me to be.”
  • “look for the rainbow in every storm”
  • “you’re gone but i can still feel you’re here”
  • “it’s not the end”
  • “i have to keep strong before the pain turns into fear”
  • “time will never change it”
  • “you’ll always be someone’s baby”
  • “love’s gonna be there for you”
  • “so glad you made it”
  • “it’s time we said goodbye”
  • “i never dreamt you’d leave.”
  • “don’t forget you can rely on me”
  • “i will be with you every day”
  • “do you remember how we used to be?”
  • “live for the moment”
  • “i’m searching for the one”
  • “i remember every word we shared”

You know what kills me? Isak’s probably not texting Even because he’s terrified, he’s terrified Even won’t care or he’ll say something wrong, or even worse Even replies and tells him to leave him alone, he’s terrified because once he sends that text, Even either replies or he doesn’t, and to Isak, if he doesn’t, then it really is over and he can’t bear the thought of everything they had to be over so soon, so he waits and he waits in the hopes maybe just maybe Even will reach out first and say it’s not over…

We will survive this election...

I know that a lot of you guys are probably upset, scared even. I know I am. I was up late watching the results because this election was just so stressful. When I found out Trump won I just cried. I won’t lie, I sobbed and bawled my eyes out. I was upset, ashamed and disgusted with the people in my country. But right now that doesn’t matter, what does matter is that every one of you should feel safe and protected. POC, females, trans, muslim, LGBT, disabled. And everyone else that this man has attacked. All of you will be protected as long as we stick together. We may not have won the election but this fight is far from over. If you are like me then you will turn to your fandoms for support, distraction, and escape from what is happening. So I am gonna work even harder to keep this page alive because I know some of you will need it. Don’t hesitate to talk to me if you need company or just vent out. Send an ask I can gurantee others will feel the same as you. I love you all and please stay safe in this uncertain time.

Originally posted by its-t-marie

Characters in BNHA that I really, really want to see interact more:


Bakugou and Uraraka:

After their fight at the sports festival, I really want to see more of the two of them. Perhaps even a second fight, since they grew a lot over the course of the series, and especially Uraraka got better at fighting.


Bakugou and Shouto:

Yep, again, Bakugou is one of them. You can’t tell me he won’t ever want a rematch against Shouto, since the latter held back in their first fight, and Bakugou can’t stand it when someone holds back on him.


Izuku and Gran Torino:

I mean, come on – a man who worked with both Nana and Toshinori, went as far as to become a teacher just for the latter’s sake and instantly jumped on the opportunity to train Izuku, too? I definitely want to see more of their interactions. Especially now that Izuku knows more about Toshinori’s past – at least he knows about Nana now – and Gran Torino kept hinting at All Might’s true name during Izuku’s stay. There is a lot that this old hero has to tell Izuku (and, yeah, I want him to become an adopted Grandpa for Izuku, alright, I got caught.)


Gran Torino and Recovery Girl:

The two old veterans who constantly worry over Toshinori and Izuku, each in their own way. Do they perhaps already know each other, since Gran Torino was once a teacher at U.A.? Did Recovery Girl know Nana, too? Even if they don’t know each other yet, I’m so here for sassy old people laying down the law.


Naomasa and Toshinori:

Since when have they known each other? How come that Naomasa is one of the few people who was allowed to see Toshinori’s true appearance? I want to know everything about those two. I think they are something like best friends, but they haven’t interacted much now, and I think that’s a pity.


Naomasa and Izuku:

Pretty much the same reason as the one for Gran Torino. Naomasa is another person who obviously has known Toshinori for a long time, and Izuku is Toshinori’s first-ever-student and his successor. I would love to see best friend and student interact a bit, since they both care a lot for Toshinori. Plus, I’m sure they would be quite curious to get to know each other.


Hagakure Tooru and everyone in Class 1-A:

I’m not saying that Tooru doesn’t get screen time often, since I guess it’s really hard for Horikoshi to give twenty children equal screen time, but… I think Tooru is one of the students we don’t know much about. Has she always been invisible? Does she feel kinda left out sometimes – since she only can be seen when she is wearing clothes, and nobody will ever be able to really look at her? I want to know.


Satou, Shouji, Sero, Tokoyami and everyone:

Pretty much the same reasoning as for Tooru. I want to know everything there is to know about all the students of Class 1-A. I just love those kids.


Present Mic and Ms. Jokes and Midnight:

That’s my teachers squad, okay. My “They-would-drive-Aizawa-up-the-wall”-squad. Those three would hit it off immediately, I’m sure of it, and it would be hilarious.


Aizawa and Sansan:

Man who loves cats and a cat-human. ‘Nough said. They need to meet again and become best buddies.


Mei Hatsume and Izuku Midoriya:

A girl who loves to invent and design and a boy who is a nerd who takes notes and designed his own hero-outfit. Two nerds, basically. They would hang out and design super cool new stuff like outfits, weapons and more, I’m sure of it.


Hisashi Midoriya in general:

I’m not even convinced of his existence yet. Never seen, never mentioned, he’s a phantom. Until proven otherwise, Toshinori is Izuku’s Dad. There we go.

(But honestly, Horikoshi, give us something about this guy.)