no clue what she means tho

roseslights  asked:

follow up to the last anon imagine tho allura's like "lesbian? That's the prettiest name I've ever heard!!!" She incorporates it into her title "Hello, I am Allura, lesbian princess of Altea," the paladins don't have the heart to tell her that's not exactly how you would use the word but other alien species have no clue what it means. They think it's some sort of title and diplomacy has never gone smoother. ("She's not just a princess, she's a /lesbian/ princess! She must be really powerful!!")

im gonna cry i LOVE this, l o l


Hear me out.
The middle circle of the blurryface cover design (the one that supposedly represents TIMH) is, in-fact, inspired by a magnified onion layer.
Let me take you through it;

Tear in my heart is the first clue. Tear can also be pronounced as tear, such as crying. Tell me, what makes you cry?
Sadness? yeah.

What makes you cry when you don’t want to?
Laughter? sure.
Small animals? i mean go for it…



As Tyler was discussing the design of the cover, he thought of Jenna, whom the song is about, and how she makes him cry (with laughter) even when he doesn’t want to. A thing that onions, can also do (probably not with laughter tho). Onionspiration strikes again.

Point 2:
The song, Tear In My Heart, goes for 3:08 minutes.
Exactly 3:08. A strange number… why not stop at 3 minutes? Why not go the extra 2 second to 3:10. I’ll tell you why;
3:08 or as I like to see it as, 308, is the precise street number of the one and only GLASS ONION SOCIETY. I kid you not.

Coincidence? Hardly.

Point 3:
The Blurryface album features three colours; black, white and red.
What do these colours have to do with onions you may ask. Well i’ll tell you;

The two most common colours of onions are…

And the seeds colour?


Point 4:
The music video for the song Tear In My Heart, takes place in Chinatown, Los Angeles.
A very different scene to other of the band’s music videos, the perfect way to hide a clue. In plain sight.
Onions, originate from Asia.
And as we all know, China is part of asia.
Point closed.

Point 5:

Point 6:
It is a widely know fact (obviously) that the average person consumes around 13 pounds of onion per year.
The exact number of letters in “Tear In My Heart”
Facts in ya face.

Point 7:
At the beginning of the song, Tyler shouts the words ‘Annyeonghaseyo ’ a phrase that means ‘Good Morning’ when translated from Korean to English.
“Good Morning”… the exact words any rational, civilised human would utter upon the viewing of an onion.

To any bystander, it would appear that Tyler is screaming ‘Onion i say yo” which is also an appropriate way to greet an onion.

Point 8:
“Tear In My Heart” is the fifth song on the Blurryface album. 5 also just so happens to be the average number of useful and edible layers an onion has.
Like Shrek, an onion is DEEPLY layered. A lot like love.


Fifth design:

I know what you’re thinking. “Whats the difference?”. Don’t fret, it took me 2 years to see the truth

And thus, thy case is closed. The fifth or centre circle of the Blurryface album is indeed inspired by a magnified onion layer.

Thank you for letting me enlighten you. Please feel free to add your points to this completely valid, informed and in no way joke of a theory. (also i know people think the middle circle is doubt but i don’t think i can make a theory this stupid about doubt XD)

GOM and their sexual orientation ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Lately I have been thinking about making this post but I was just too lazy too actually make it. Also, sorry I haven’t been posting I have a lack of ideas and if you have anything in specific that you would want me to make headcanons about you can suggest it in my ask box. Anyway, here is my headcanons about the GOM and their sexual orientation.

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anonymous asked:

Hey so there was this little argument in the Overwatch tag where people were complaining that no one in Talon is white, even though Widowmaker is, she just has dark blue skin from being a zombie, basically. They argued that "she is black", "her being darkened has implications", so on and so on. Thoughts? Was I actually in the wrong by pointing out that she is white, and it really does have implications...?

This just sounds like that argument in the MLP fandom that Twilight is black, even tho shes,,, just,,,,, a purple,,,,, pony,,,,,,,,

But i mean Widow is a rare case, unless Blizzard had said something about it ive got no clue what she is. Nor does is completely matter to me, although she does have rather European features, aCTUALLY WHILE TYPING THIS I FOUND OFFICIAL ART OF WIDOW PRE-ZOMBIFICATION AND SHE IS INDEED WHITE 

 So I mean cool, an actual answer, canonically she’s white french. Although anyone can interpret her however they want, and i do enjoy some poc Widow headcanons, i guess this is just the official answer?

- Mod Dulla

Rivals | Swazz

I loooooooooove this idea! This’ll be lengthy. Also, I KNOW NOTHING ABOUT BASKETBALL so some information will be wrong. I’m not even going to say it might be because I know it will be. Don’t bother correcting me bc I already know :)

Seven Months Ago || (Y/N)’s P.O.V.

A tear escaped my eye as I shook my head. “You can’t be serious right now! How could you do this to me, Swazz? I thought so much of you but you turned around and did this. How could you?”

“I’m sorry!” he exclaimed. “How many times do I have to say that I’m sorry!? It was a mistake, okay? I heard the news that you were moving to a new school and I got sad. I drank, got high, met this girl, then one thing led to another. Baby, I’m sorry!”

I shook my head and pushed him away from me as he tried to pull me in for a hug. “No, you cheated on me! All because I was moving to a school that’s literally twenty minutes away from our current one? It’s not like I was moving to Texas or something! I’d still be in the same city as you!”

“I understand that now! Baby, you have to believe me. You know that I love you. Please, don’t do this. We can work it out, we always do.”

I scoffed and shook my head. “This time we can’t. You slept with another girl! I can’t forgive you for that, ever! That is not okay! You sure didn’t love me when you were in bed with that girl. You know, I thought it that leaving the school would be so hard because I wouldn’t be able to see you but this just made my departure a thousand times easier!”

“Babe, you don’t mean that!” he exclaimed. “We can work this out, I know we can.”

I shook my head. “No we can’t. I know my worth and I deserve so much better than to be cheated on. I’m not going to forgive you and you need to accept that. What you did is unforgivable. I have more respect for myself than to stay with a cheater.”

Present Day || (Y/N)’s P.OV.

I smiled lightly as my boyfriend, Michael, came out of the locker room in his basketball uniform. “Babe, you’re going to kill it tonight!” I exclaimed and he smiled, placing a kiss on my cheek.

“I sure hope so, we need to kick their ass again,” he chuckled. “I’ve got to go, the game starts in twenty minutes and we need to warm up. I’m going to see you out there, right?”

I nodded. “Of course, you know I wouldn’t miss it.”

He kissed me on the lips and smiled as he walked away from me and towards the gym doors. 

I have to admit, I’m kind of nervous for this game because they are playing against the Westside Wildcats, my old school, and I know that Swazz plays for them still. This would be my first time seeing him in seven months.

I didn’t want to go to the game at all due to Swazz being there because I honestly am not ready to face him but this is important to Michael and I want to be there to support him. It’s the first game of the season, I don’t want to let him down by not being there.

Plus, maybe it’d be great to see him again. Not because I miss him or anything, God no, but maybe I can be petty as hell towards him because that’s what I am; a petty bitch.

I walked into the gym and looked up at the bleachers, trying to find my friend. When I spot her, I smile lightly and make my way over to her. “(Y/N)! Hey!” she smiles. “Are you ready for basketball season?”

“I hate basketball,” I chuckled. “I’m only here for Michael.”

Swazz’s P.O.V.

I huffed lightly as I walked out of the locker room. This day is already terrible because I couldn’t find my damn shoes so hopefully, we win this game.This team has been our rival team for as long as I can remember and every time we play against them, we crush them.

The whole team is sorry! They’re all trash and don’t know what they’re doing, I swear. And it’s not like we beat them by a little bit, you know one or two points, we demolished them. I’m talking about twenty point differences, all of that.

Their defence and offence is trash! Just the whole team is trash. 

“Cheer up buttercup!” One of my team mates, Jordan, exclaimed from behind me. “Don’t be so down! You found your shoes already, don’t lose your focus. We need to crush this team once again.”

I chuckled at his little nickname for me. “Alright, you’re right.”

“Come on guys!” the coach called, huddling us together in a big group. “This is the first game of the season, I need you guys to do your absolute best! If we lose, that sucks, but hey, at least you were trying! We’ll work on it. Get out there and have a good game!”

He opened the gym doors and we all walked inside once the announcer announced our team name. Some of the crowd booed while some of the crowd cheered.

I got in postition and looked into the crowd. We still had another few minutes until the game started since they were going over the rules and guidlines like we don’t already know them.

I instantly spot (Y/N) and I begin to smile widely. Damn, I didn’t think I would ever see her first again. She looks so beautiful. Did she know that my team was playing here? Did she come for me?

The whistle blew and we began to play ball.

( Time Skip )

It was now half time ( I have no clue what that means, I hear it all the time, tho ) and I was sitting on the bench, absolutely out of breath. I grabbed one of the little cups and filled it with gatorade, chugging it down.

Since we have off time for a little bit, I decided that I was going to go and talk to (Y/N). It’s been seven months, she can’t possible still hate me, right? Plus, she’s obviously here to see me. Right? She hates basketball, the only reason she’d go to my games was for me, so maybe that’s the case?

I looked up at the bleachers and immediately, my heart sank. I saw (Y/N) and some dude from the opposing team, hugging at the bottom of the bleachers. She pulled away and placed a kiss on his lips.

 I shook my head in disbelief as I watched the scene unfold. She’s moved on already? I haven’t even thought about moving on yet here she is, kissing some dude.

She’s not here for me, she’s here for him. 

The whistle blew, signalling that time was up and that we needed to get back on the court. He gave her one more kiss and she waved him off as he slowly jogged on the court. I remember when that was me.

We got all got back onto the court and I let out a huff of annoyance as I got into position. “Aye, Swazz, who you got?” Ricky, my teammate, whispered from beside me.

“I got the dude with the curly hair,” I whispered back, reffering to Michael.

The whistle blew and all of us started to move around the court. One of the other members had the ball and they were trying to pass it to #67, which is the dude (Y/N) was kissing so I immediately got in front of him block the ball.

He kept trying to get around me but I pushed him back, making him fall to the ground and the whistle blew. “Yo, what the fuck man?” He yelled as he got up from the floor. “What the hell is your problem?”

“I don’t have a problem,” I shrugged. “Maybe you should check where you’re going next time. You seem to be a little clumsy.”

He walked towards me as all the team mates began to crowd around us, trying to pull each of us away from one another. “What the hell, dude? I don’t even know you! Why are you coming at me like for?”

I shrugged once again. “It’s a free country. I can do what I want, when I want to do it. If I want to push you down, I’m going to push you down. Don’t take it personal.”

He shoved me back and that’s when all hell broke loose. All of my team mates began to yell at the dude while all his team mates tried to come at me. I immediately reacted, though, by punching him in the jaw.

Ricky held me back and said, “bro chill! It’s not worth it, Swazz, it is not worth it. Don’t get so worked up about this, he ain’t shit. He ain’t got shit on you, either.”

The coaches and the referees all came in and broke up the group. “Game cancelled!” the referee exclaimed. “We can pick it back up tomorrow!”

Then he blew the whistle. I got myself out of Ricky’s grip and walked out of the gym doors. I did not want to deal with any of this right now. “Swazz, what is your problem?” someone yelled from behind me.

I turned around to see (Y/N) running towards me. “What do you want?”

“Why did you attack Michael like that?” she exclaimed. “What did he do to you? You have serious issues! Oh my God, you’re insane.”

I rolled my eyes and ran a hand through my hair. “I don’t have time to hear your shit, (Y/N). You’ve clearly moved on from what I can see, I don’t even want to be in the same room as you. Don’t worry about why I pushed Michael or whatever his name is. Just go tend to your little boyfriend’s needs.”

“You cheated on me!” she scoffed. “Of course I’m going to move on from you! What did you even expect? You think that I’d just sit around waiting for you to grow up? No.”

I let out a sigh of annoyance. “You live and learn. I made a mistake, yeah, my bad. I don’t care anymore, you do you and I’ll do me.”

She tried to say something else but I moved past and walked straight into the boys locker room.