or should be at least

anonymous asked:

buck if the avengers were animals what animals would they be???? thank you

i assume you mean based on personality, and not which avengers have been turned into which animals lately.
what has happened to my life that that is even a question i have to ask??

anyway, steve would be a dog. everyone is right on the money on that one; hed be big, fluffy, loyal as hell, appetite the size of rhode island and love to play fetch. and also have the bite power to sever a mans hand if he was so inclined. you would trust him with a baby but also to eat the face off anyone who threatened that baby. well. maybe not EAT. he does have SOME standards. theoretically.

tony would be a raven. reputation associated with death, but personality of a class clown–likes pranks, messing with people, and trying new stuff. dedicated to family and intelligent as hell. chatty. tool user. did you know ravens can people-talk? if they couldnt, im sure tony would figure out how anyways.

nat would be a swan. beautiful, graceful, but at the top of the do-not-fuck-with list in most animals books. mates for life and more loyal than you would think, with a take no shit and no prisoners attitude. i have a healthy terror of swans, as does any sane human being.

clint would also be a dog, but not like steve. hed be one of those scrappy little terrier mutts that descend from a working breed that are supposed to do things like kill rats. just as loyal and smart and fun-loving as the big guys, but makes up for lack of size with pure tenacity. and so scruffy its cute.

bruce would be an elephant. smart and social, with strong emotional bonds, generally calm and compassionate, but never something you want to be standing in front of when it gets pissed. also really enjoys peanuts?

thor would be a lion. content to chill out most of the time, and more social than most cats, but also totally down to throw down on a moment’s notice. pretty smart but not somebody you ever wanna cross. majestic as anything. 

i would be a bear. likes a lot of food in large quantities, and i would love to sit in a river and let dinner fling itself into my mouth. asleep like half of the time. big and badass but generally pretty chill, and smarter than you might think. also a faster runner than you might expect (that’s not really about me, bears can just run at like 35 mph which is a thought to keep you up at night.) and if theres one thing everyone knows about bears, it is that you do not mess with what they are protecting.
also they are opposed to forest fires?? not sure what that has to do with anything, but i guess i can get behind it


Legends of Tomorrow | 2.16

How many people are gonna point guns at me today?

anyways, if my six-figure-salary professors for my nonprofit fundraising class invite any more six-figure-salary guest speakers to come and tell us all how “everyone in the nonprofit sector should be donating AT LEAST ten percent of their income to nonprofit organizations!!!!” i may snap

Disneyland with a side of dessert

Chris Evans X Y/N.

Warnings:Sex, language. Not much else really.

Summary: Y/N is in a interview alongside Chris Evans, during so it’s revealed that  she’s never gone to Disneyland and Chris can’t fathom the idea. Being the gentleman that he is, he vows to take you to Disneyland because… everyone should go at least once in their life.  

Y/n  smile as her nerves tempt to get the best of her, James Corden is slowly making his way down the sofa, asking both fan and random questions that he found. Chris Evans was the first to go, answering the obvious questions. “What does he think about the new direction Cap is going? Does he see a real love interest with Agent 13 and Cap? How many dogs does he own? Is he more a dog man or cat man?” 

Y/N watched Chris answer the questions with enthusiasm and nervousness, he smiled too much and struggled to convey what he truly meant sometimes. However as James cards of question dwindled down, she knew it was close to being her turn. Which normally wouldn’t be a problem but she was late for rehearsals and had no clue what she would be asked. 

The English talk show host starts off simple, “where was she born, what was her favorite subject” and as the questions progress they become different in nature, some personal others ridiculous. It’s the second to last question that gets a reaction she didn’t expect. 

“Now, Y/N, is it true that you’ve never been to Disneyland?” Some of the audience members gasp with shock as James finishes his question. 

“Yeah…” She says quietly. Another gasp from the audience. 

“What!” Chris says, loudly. The shock in his voice causes a eruption of laughter to spill through the audience. 

Her eyes go wide as she stares blankly at James, like a deer in headlights. “I guess that was the wrong answer.” 

“Wait, you’ve seriously never been to Disneyland?”  Chris interrupts before James can ask the next question. He’s shocked. 

“Yes?” she says, confused. 

“How old are you?” A member of the audience shouts. 

“Thirty-one…” she says, skittishly. 

Chris’ shock doesn’t leave his face as he starred at you wide eyes for the rest of the interview. He was in utter shock that you’d never gone. It didn’t seem natural. Like the world–his world had stopped turning. As he leaned back on the sofa and starred at the strawberry blonde, he knew there was only one thing left to do.

“It’s alright, I’ll take you to Disneyland.” he said smiling and the audience cheered with glee. “I mean, gosh what’s another trip there for me.” he joked. 

Y/N smiled, hiding her eyes from Chris while he soaked up the moments of being a ‘hero.’ James had asked if he was serious about his remark to which he responded, “One doesn’t joke about attending Disneyland.” 

Y/n learned shortly after the show finished tapping that he wasn’t joking. She’s packing up her bag when a knock on her dressing room door, distracts her. Chris stands in front of her, a small smile on his face. 


She looks around, confused by his presence. “Hi…” 

“So when do you wanna go?” 

She raises an eyebrow at him, letting her hip prevent the door from closing on Chris. “I’m sorry?”

“To Disneyland?” he says, much like a child would do. 

Y/n chuckles, backing away from the door to return back to her bag while he slowly walks in, shoving his hand into his pocket. 

“It’s fine. You don’t have to actually take me just because you said it on national Television.” She says, shaking off the invitation. 

Chris smiles, “No, I was serious. You really have to go. You can’t live life until you’ve experienced Disneyland.” 

“Oh, really?”


“Uh… alright…. How about a week from today?” She says, biting on her lower lip. 

“Yeah, that works.” Chris pulls his hand out of his pocket along with his cell phone, walking over towards her and handing her the phone. “Can i have you number please?”

“Sure.” She quickly puts in her information and handing it back to him. 

“Alright, I’ll see you a week from today, I’ll text you the day of to get your address and pick you up.” 

Y/N nods, giving him a small smile before he leave the room. 

Y/N cell phone buzzes on her nightstand, waking her from her slumber, her hand searches for the phone as she refuses to lift her head from the pillow. After the third buzz and her continues failed attempts at locating it does she finally lift her head, angrily pulling the phone off the stand and looking at it. Text  messages all from Chris. 

“Hey, It’s Chris. You still up for tomorrow?”

“I still need your address by the way. We have to leave early, six preferable. The park opens at eight but even then it can be packed.”

“And wear something cool. Shorts, light colors, nothing that will cook you.”

She groans, annoyed. Dropping her phone on the pillow near her head. Much to her dismay the phone goes off again. 

And wear sunscreen. Lots of sunscreen! :)

She smiles and reluctantly texts him back, saying she’s more than ready for tomorrow and that she can’t wait go to. Her address is the last thing she texts him before she falls back asleep. 

The next morning, she packs a small bag, lathers her arms and legs in sunscreen and awaits for the arrival of Chris. He arrives a few minutes earlier than he said he would, knocking on her door; dressed in a pair of boardwalk shorts, a blue shirt and a baseball cap. 


“Yeah, are you?”

Chris nods in response. 

“S’how many times have you been to Disneyland?” Y/N asks curiously, once they are in his car. 

“A couple of times.” 

“And it’s that fun that you keep going back?” Chris chuckles. 

“It’s fun, trust me. You’ll have fun.” 

After arriving at Disneyland, they had been there less than two hours before Y/N was ready to call it a day. They’d been to two of the themed areas and she was exhausted. The crowds were growing larger and larger every time they’d left a ride, she noticed. Chris however didn’t seem to mind, he was busy recommending that she try certain rides and certain foods. 

“Oh! I want a churro, do you want one?” She asks, motioning towards the small trolley. 

“No, I’ll pass.” Chris says, making a face of disgust. 

“You’ll pass on a churro? And you’re telling me I’m the crazy one.” 

“I don’t like them.” 

Her eyes grow wide, “What? How can you not like Churros?”

“I like churros, just not Disney’s.”

“Mmmhmm.” Y/n leaves his side, hurrying off to order a churro and a water bottle. She returns Churro in one hand and a water in the other, waving  the churro in Chris face.

“Oh, looky what I have here.” She says, jokingly. Continuing to wave the churro at him. 

“Yeah, yeah…” 

“How can you not like them?” She asks, taking a large bite out of it. “Oh, god you’re one of those people who doesn’t like his peas touching his other food, huh?”

“What? Where did that come from?” he asks, chuckling as they sit on a nearby bench.

“I don’t know, Mr. Churro-hating-guy.”

“I don’t hate them.”

“Yeah, sure. Tell that to those poor churros over there that are homeless.” She says, looking over at the trolley again. 

Chris shakes his head before pulling her churro near him and taking a large bite out of it. Y/N jaw drops as she faces him, looking at her freshly bite churro and back at Chris, whose proudly chewing ‘her’ churro. He smiles, proudly; raising an eyebrow at her. 

“My churro.” she says in a small voice. 

“Mmm, delicious.” Chris says, rolling his eyes. 

“It’d better be, I paid four dollars for that.” 

Chris chuckles, patting her on her shoulder, lightly. 

“Are you ready?” Chris asks, looking up at the roller coaster. 


“Come on, you have to ride at least one roller coaster.”

“No…. see I’m not so good with the whole height thing.. or the loopy thing… or the being in midair thing. .”

Chris turns to look at you, his arms crossing over his chest. “Don’t you do your own stunts?” The brunette asks with a smile on his face. 

“There’s a difference between this and that.” She says, pointing up the roller coaster just as it passes. “With my own stunts,  at least i know, i go out on my own terms. This… the wheels could fall off, the cables could break, the pole could fall. Haven’t you seen any of the final destination movies? There was literary one that revolved around a roller coaster.” 

Chris chuckles which soon turns into laughter. “Relax, i’ll protect you.”

“I’m pretty sure one of the guys in the final destination movie” Chris gently wraps his arm around her shoulder pulling her along side them as he walks her to the fast pass line. “said that exact line and he was decapitated or something.”

“You’ll be fine.” 

“He said that too.” 

After the ride was over, Y/N is latched to Chris arm like a toddler. Her teeth chattering as they move away.

“See that wasn’t so bad.” Chris says, smiling. 

“This was revenge for the churro thing, huh?”

“No, you can’t go to the greatest place on earth and not ride at least one big roller coaster.” 

“Well, if throw up my churro, you’d have learned your lesson.” 

The pair, had spent the entire day at the park and night. They’d spent the hours, enjoying the company of one another and everything the park had to offer. Chris’ eyes lite up when he watched Y/N experience the firework show for the first time and ultimately stuff her face with cotton candy, another churro and half a shaved ice which she split with him. He’d bought her a Mickey mouse hat and a mickey mouse balloon which she fell in love with. 

Chris had no shortage of fun either, at this point in his life the park was no mystery to him, he knew every inch but some things still manage to surprise him. Like the way they tried to make the park a new experience for everyone, how you could ride splash mountain one day and get drench but the next time you would ride it, you’d get sprinkles of water on you. How the characters would dance with the childern encouraging the parents to join in. 

On the other hand, he still found it troubling that this was indeed her first time visiting the park. That she was thirty-one years old and had beeen living in L.A. for a little over ten years but hadn’t ventured to the theme park. 

As they walked through the parking garage, Chris and Y/n holding onto the small trinkets they managed to pick up through the park. 

“Did you have fun?” He asked, nudging the smaller woman. 

She smiles, “Yeah. Thank you.”

“Hey, it’s like i said, everyone should go at least once in their life.” 

Once they reach his car, they put everything in the trunk and head for the front seat where Chris sits, silently resting his head back for a little. Y/N looks around the vacant parking lot before turning her eyes back to him. 

“Are you gonna be okay to drive?” She asks, softly. 

He nods in response. 

“You sure?” She asks not entirely convinced. 

“Yeah, I’m just tired and my legs are killing me.” 

Y/n looks out the window, watching the flickering light when he speaks again. “Have you ever gone to universal?” 

“Does being outside it count?” 

“Guess that’s where we are going next time.” 

She turns to face him, “Next time?”

“Well, Universal is great too.” he says, raising an eyebrow at her. 

She nods, smirk. Her eyes meet his, seeing how tired he really was. His Eyes sporting circles under them, nearly bloodshot and he looked like he’d been up for twenty-four hours straight. 

He stares at her, intensely, the muscles in his cheeks tensing as he watches her. She keeps trying to smiling but it keeps disappearing. She puts her hand on his to gain his attention, thinking mayne he’s dazed off but her words get caught in her throat. Chris glances down at her pink lips. He leans forward, slowly inching towards her at first she pulls her head back knowing and fearing what was going to happen. her chest rising and falling rapidly as she watches hik move closer. Her green eyes move from his lips to his eyes and when he’s inches away from her lips, when he’s close enough to feel the hest betwen them, she closes it. Capturing his lips in a delicate kiss. p>

Neither of them pushed it deeper, to them it felt perfect, like they were no longer surprised that they found themselves in this moment. The nerves melted away as their kiss was a thing of beauty. A kiss that didn’t even feel real. The light from the garage illuminated the inside of the car as her hand came up to find his head, gently threading her fingers in his hair. 

They part, slowly; Chris leaning his forehead on Y/N’s. Each breathing deeply. She didn’t move and for a moment Chris searches for her eyes and much to his disappointment her beautiful green eyes are closed still and her smooth freckled skin is flushed, tinted with the color red. His hand slowly reaches out to graze along her cheek, she opens her eyes meeting his beautiful blue ones. His hand moves to her lips, his thumb resting on her bottom lip. A smile on his face. 

His thumb brushes her lip lightly, he whispers through a hoarse voice. “If you want me to stop, tell me now.” Y/N doesn’t say anything in response, she stares at him, her hand falling to his neck. Chris opens his mouth to add more but his words are held hostage by her mouth. She pulls him closer, her hand tightly wrapped around her neck and the other kneading at his t-shirt. The kiss is gentle. The same resilience as their earlier kiss but it’s not gentle she wants. She groans into the kiss, his hand gently squeezing her thigh as his tongue danced with hers. 

He pulls at her waist and thighs silently begging that she come closer, that sha can be right where he needs her to be. She takes a minute to think before doing so, crawling onto his lap and kissing him. There’s little room in the driver seat for two grown adults but room is the last thing thy are thinking off. they cant get enough of each other. their kiss deepened; his hands reaching under her shirt to touch her bare skin. His lips trail down her jaw, nipping at her throat. Every moan pushes him further but the small quarters only allow him so much access. 

Chris can feel the heat from between her legs near his manhood, the small shorts she’s wearing are doing little to hide her arousal.  He grips the bottom of her shirt, slowly lifting it over her head to reveal her small blue bra, he tosses her shirt into the backseat, gently pulling her bra down to capture her breast in his mouth. Her back arches as her chest pushes into him further and her hips grind onto him, he groans softly, low in his throat at the contact. 

She works her hand down his chest, inching her way towards his constricted bulge, unbuckling his belt and unzipping them. Y/n lifts herself off of Chris, settling back in the pass anger seat where she mimics Chris’ actions, her shorts come off.

He impatiently pulls her back onto him, his mouth seeking hers, hungirly. The windows in the car begin to fog as their lust for one another grows stronger. Y/n gently allows her self to sink onto him, slowly taking his length. He slides into her with ease, her walls squeezing him. She gasps when the back of her thighs meet his thighs. 

With a deep breathe, she looks down at him and his eyes meet her, the car filling with echoes of their breathe. She has a hand on his shoulder and the other on the chair while his are wrapped around her waist. 

“Hi…” He whispers starring deeply into her eyes, his warm breath leaving a trail of goosebumps down her spine. 

“Hi…” She repeats, meeting his eyes.  

He smiles, leaving a small peck on her lower jaw his grip around her waist tightens and he lifts her up slowly allowing her to sink back onto him. She moans quietly as she tightens around him. 

“Oh, god.” She gasps, moving her hips. He whispers her name over and over, chanting it as she consumes him. 

Her delicate body claiming him as hers and he never failing to respond. He holds his hand near her shoulder blades and the other on her hip bone, moaning against her. 

When Y/N cums, her body shakes with pleasure, her hands tightening around him while she soaks his manhood in her juices. He follows suit shortly after, forcing her down on him while he spurts his seed into her, growling near her ear. 

A noise interrupts their high, the fogged window obstructing any view they could have of whoever was the culprit. A metallic tap hits the glass again near the driver window. “Alright, Come on, kids. Get outta here. I’ll let you off the hook this time because no one is here but I’m coming back around here in five minutes, if you’re not gone; I’m gonna take you in… for…. you know what.” 

Chris is the first to start laughing, burying his face into her chest while he breathes deeply, gently leaving a small kiss on her collar bone. She holds his head also laughing at the moment. 

The car ride home was anything less than normal, a cloud of silence filled the car. Chris’ shorts stained with their bodily fluids, her cheeks flushed as she leans close to the window and esch refusing to look at one another. Once he arrives at her house  and he shuts off the car, the awkward air only grows. 

“Alright, thank you for today.” she says, smiling, turning to look at him. 

“Yeah, no problem.“ Chris says, nodding. 

“Okay, bye.” She says, opening the door and getting out of the car quickly. Chris watches her walk away, slowly. One of her hands is fumbling with her hair as she walks to her door, he watches her intently, all he can think of is being inside of her again. Filling her up all over again.

“Shit.” he says, hitting the top of the steering wheel before getting out of the car, quickly. He shoves his keys into his pocket and chases after her. “Y/N?” he shouts. 

Quickly, she turns around, shocked to see him again. He doesn’t stop moving, instead he collides with her, kissing her roughly. There was no fighting this kiss, no second guessing. They were fighting for dominance within seconds. He wraps his arms around her waist, lifting her around him as he pushes her into the front door, attacking her lips. 

Somehow she managed to unlock the door, allowing them entry and shes against the hallway wall in no time. The front door slamming and locking shut within seconds. He wasn’t wasting time. He pulls at her shirt, freeing her body of the cotton material and odes the same with her bra, roughly squeezing her breast before latching his mouth onto her chest. She moans and runs her hands through his hair

He sets Y/N  down, quickly pulling her shorts and her soaked underwear off before unzipping his pants, he turns her around, bending her into the wall and standing behind him. She gasps when she feels him swipe the tip of penis at her entrance. 

He sucks on her shoulder and licks up her neck while he guides himself into her. He holds her hips in his hand, as he drives himself into her. She’s moaning loudly and her body aches for him. 

“Oh, fuck Chris.” She moans softly. 

“Fuck, say that again.’ He whispers leaning over her, one hand holds her stomach while his slows his actions. He pulls out and agonizing slowly pushes back in. 

“Chris…” She moans again, louder. 

He stops, pulling out completely and turning her to face him, he hooks one of her legs over his hip, using his hand to hold her up as he pushes himself into her again, starring deeply into her eyes now. He kisses her, capturing her moans in his mouth, but when she moans louder rhan he expected he gives up, roughly slamming into her body. Chris grunts when she rakes her nails down his chest and grinds herself into him as he moves. 

“Oh, god….” She moans, loudly. Her head leaning back, eyes closed. “I’m gonna cum… don’t stop. Don’t fucking stop.” She encourages him. It’s music to his ears, the sound of her begging him to not stop, how her bare nipples drag against his chest with each thrust, how she starts to fall apart just before him. He’s so thankful they are out of that damn car, that he has room to see her for real now, to see her orgasm wash over her face, how her bottom lip quivers and her voice strains, how she desperately tries to pull herself away from him but at the same time tightens her grip along his back and arm, desperate for him to stay. 

Chris came with a loud grunt, his eyes closing as he leans into her. “Fuck.” He curses against her porcelain skin. Beads of sweat drip off their bodies as he releases her leg but doesn’t full let her go. They can barely move, barely stand without one another; Y/N’s body being held up by Chris and Chris being held up by the wall behind her.  

Y/N places a gentle kiss on his shoulder, “I thought you were tired.” She finally says, breathlessly. 

“Your bed is just as good as mine, better even.” he whispers, kissing her neck gently. She smiles in response.

“So, did you really take me to Disneyland because I hadn’t been or was it becuase of something else?” She asks when he turns to look her in the eyes.

“I just meant to take you to Disneyland because you hadn’t been this. This… This was just a added bonus.“ He whispers, devouring your mouth once again.

anonymous asked:

hello umm is it true that fans cant take selfie with bts? come to think about it i havent seen any bts × fan selfies... is there a reason for that??

I mean, there are a few fan selfies, but mostly in korea which is normal. but there isn’t really any opportunity to get selfies with them if you respect them as humans. 

if you see them outside of fan dedicated events, most or at least you should leave them alone because it is their free personal time and with that being said, they don’t get much personal time so you should let them feel free to walk around etc and not make them feel obligated to continue to  be ‘suga’ or ‘v’ even in their everyday lives. so that means, out on the street, or at airports, or at restaurants people leave them and don’t tend to go up to them to ask for pictures 

you can get group pictures with them at events or maybe even kinda selfies at concerts if they come to your side of the stage and you have that phone already out and are able to be quick 

or if they are outside of the venue (like bigbang) and they walk past and you are able to ask for selfies also don’t ask me about bb I’ll never not be bitter about missing that fucking show

it’s mostly just done out of respect for them and their personal space/privacy 

the only really one I can think about is a day when jungkook was alone in hongdae walking around and some people asked him for pictures 

etc etc, but after a few, fans made it a point to leave him alone since there was a reason he was walking around alone in hongdae 

what makes me really happy is people who post twitter updates about seeing them and saying they left them alone, and that the boys did not have people around them and were able to enjoy themselves in peace 

anonymous asked:

Hermit purple's stand photography isn't all that accurate, bear in mind they needed star platinum just to work out where Dio was. Part 4 should've at least shown him attempting to find Kira granted, but even Angelo's photos were blurred and told them basically nothing.

New theory - the older Joseph gets, the shittier the quality of his spirit pictures get

I can only imagine what was going through Noct’s head when Cindy called him “Lady Lunafreya’s groom-to-be”


All his life his identity has been basically his own, and his tie to the throne. The Prince. The Chosen King. The King of Light. Prince Noctis. Noctis Lucis Caelum.

But that’s inside Insomnia. And in the house of the Oracle, where his destiny is even more important than his royal lineage was at home.

Outside the city, though, out in the real world, it’s Luna who is important. And that’s also shown in all of the interviews. We never once hear an interview from Noctis, either, which saddens me and doesn’t make any sense. He should’ve had at least one appearance…

But anyways.

There’s only one radio clip about Noct, really. Only one that’s just about him. He’s mentioned in others. As an aside. They’re all about Luna.

But this isn’t a bad thing, and it makes sense! This is a very good taste of what the world is. The world doesn’t care about the King of Light, not until he’s done something for them. And he’s been sequestered safe within the Wall, so the world doesn’t care.

But Luna has been suffering and fulfilling her duty anyways, and that has touched the world. Even those in places she can’t reach, they know how hard she’s working, how hard she’s trying, and they believe in her and pray to her.

This isn’t Noct’s fault, and he doesn’t take it as such.

Actually the whole thing I wanted to say before I went into rambling meta mode…

Was that his expression after that makes me think his thoughts are basically “Wait, I’m someone’s +1…? Well, it’s Luna, and she’s fucking amazing, so hell yeah, that’s way better than being fawned over cause of the throne.”

A strong and noble woman was loved by the world.” ;;-;;

anonymous asked:

I was thinkin abt mind control and Kara's history with it. Esp now if Lena/Jack have a mind control plot. Kara had to fight Alex twice, save James and Winn who jumped off the ledge, her bf tried to kill her, she wasn't in control on the RedK, like Kara must be fed up if not fucked up with this whole removal of autonomy thing.

also kara in DC crossover was mind controlled n tried to kill barry. also black mercy isn’t actually mind control but it’s quite similar.

after everything she’s been through it’s honestly so dumb that the writers never went with PTSD plot. i know they’re trying to keep the show light-hearted but it truly makes no sense to have her go through so much crap and still be 100% alright the next day.

winn had a PTSD storyline for like 5 minutes once. i think kara should’ve had one too, stretching through at least 2 episodes tbh but like… we already know that those writers can’t write for shit so… hm.

Taking Prompts!

So, since my goal of posting an update every week this month failed, and I’ve decided post the two part mythology AU together and did no writing… I’m taking prompts to make up for it!

Send my a prompt (relatively short/simple ones) and pairing via my ask box only, and I will write a you a short little dabble/fic.  Prompts will close after 5pm EST on Friday, March 31st.

Let’s do this!

It’s just so funny to me that there is no Captain America movie or no appearance of Steve where Bucky isn’t somehow mentioned or shown. Yet Tony who they are apparently centering their universe around barely ever mentions Rhodey?

Why would you put that damn “Don’t touch my Rhodey” line in your movie and then have Rhodey fade to the background?

So you’re saying that even though we have two movies heavily featuring Tony we can only guess and hope for Rhodey? Like they haven’t been best friend since college. Like they haven’t been friends for at least thirty years. Like they haven’t been through it all together.

Their friendship should be just as important as Steve and Bucky’s. Should have at least as much screen time. More importantly Rhodey should have been a more fleshed out character by now.

So not only did they fuck over Terence Howard they’ll keep doing that Don Cheadle?


Incredibly Belated Update!

With the end of Nanoreno looming near, the team figures it’s time to be transparent: 

GUI, Music, and CGs are mostly done. We’ve got the minimum 4 CGs we wanted, and it’s looking like we might be able to squeeze in one more before the end… The Gallery will need to be programmed in after that, but then those are completely done.

An earlier WIP, with one of our new BGs:

Our gorgeous base sprites are complete! Right now, we’re still trying to get expressions done, but Rei is working hard:

Writing is officially 50% complete. Yes, I know I’m behind… Sorry x( I’ll try my hardest to get this done.

It’s looking grim, guys, not gonna lie… We SHOULD have enough done to at least release a demo by the end of Nano, but I can’t make any promises. T-T

Please wish us luck and speed and if you can send me anything to combat the wicked stress-acne I’m developing, that’d be pretty great too…

Cheers ♥

- Agashi

i need to stop coming up with fan studies papers/presentations that require me to use other people’s social media posts (because ethics and also it’s just annoying to know I’ll have to deal with pushback) but like…

man i would kill at a paper/presentation on how transformative fandom spaces weaponize white femininity against criticism from fans of color as a form of upholding the status quo within those spaces

that’s sort of what i’m going to touch with my PCA presentation and the paper i’ll be submitting, but i want to go deeper. i want to look at the way that these transformative spaces, when criticized for bigotry, leap to use white womanhood simultaneously as a defense and as a weapon against what are predominantly people of color calling them out

because it’s been bugging me more and more lately and i mean, if i’m going talk shit about fandom i should at least be able to put it on my resume afterwards…

anonymous asked:

I was curious as to when you think an SDiT is ready to go to non-pet friendly places, like grocery stores, appointments, etc. What should they be able to do? How old should they be? I know SDiT's don't technically have public access rights and it's best to do the bulk of their training in pet friendly places, but when do you think it is acceptable to take them elsewhere? Thanks!

I think it’s acceptable to take them to non-pet friendly places when they have a solid leave it, sit, down and stay as well as can perform at least one task in a distracting environment. It doesn’t have to be a complicated task, it can be something like blocking, but I honestly, personally, feel they should have at least one before starting non-pet friendly PA.What it really boils down to though is having that solid leave it, sit, down and stay. 
I don’t think age matters to much, however you have to be aware of what your dog is prepared for. Their comfort in new environments, socialization, all that jazz. 
I would approach starting non-pet friendly PA like you were starting PA training all over again. Short outings at first and gradually working on longer outings. Especially if you’re still training other tasks.

Also, some states grant SDiTs the same legal standing as SDs. So there isn’t really a black and white answer here. EXCEPT for the solid leave it, sit, down and stay. Those are very important, and I do believe that they are must haves before starting non-pet friendly PA.

Hope this answers your question! 

- Riley

This is the anon who asked the two points of Mikan in her despair state

Oh no, I was not saying that Hiyoko shouldn’t be mad because it’s Mikan, I was saying that Hiyoko should at least understand that Mikan did it because she was in her despair state and didn’t do it intentionally(By that I mean she was “brainwashed”). But at that time I thought that the Despair disease directly turned her into despair state instead of just giving her the memories of when she was in her despair state and she let herself to turn into despair state herself, so thanks for clearing that up. And also, I didn’t forget about Ibuki, it’s just that… I know she’s upset about it, but unlike Hiyoko, she didn’t wish Mikan to stay asleep(At least that’s what I think), whereas Hiyoko’s anger toward her killer is really extreme compared to the other victims, so I was asking why she would be like that knowing that Mikan was in her despair state at the time(But like I said, when I asked about this, I misunderstood what the Despair Disease actually did.) I can understand Hiyoko’s extreme anger toward Mikan now though, sorry if I didn’t word my questions properly. Don’t worry about answering these types of questions, you’re doing okay and you clear a lot of things up without angering us, mod lili.

Oh okay I’m glad I was able to clear that up then ! :)

You weren’t totally wrong though, some people hc that while recovering her memories, she became brainwashed again. But what was stated in canon is that she caught a disease that made her remember everything so I guess it’s up to what you want to believe. :)

And yeah, it’s true that her anger is extreme but I think it’s a normal reaction to have, especially considering who we are talking about ^^

For Ibuki don’t worry, I know you didn’t forget her it’s just that people tend to assume that because she is a cheerful girl by nature then she isn’t angry at Mikan at all (I don’t think she received more than two questions about it) and while she doesn’t express what she thinks as bluntly as Hiyoko, she has her own feelings on the matter.

I’m just saying that because I can’t help but feel that because of her “happy character”, Ibuki is often forgotten when  people are talking about serious subjects. (Not just this one, serious things in general aren’t related to Ibuki).

Okay, I’m glad then ! I know talking about different opinions on a specific character can be a bit risky (with all fandom) so I’m always a bit nervous when I do it. But I’m glad I’m able to explain what I think without angeriong anyone !! :D

-mod lili

wingedlioness replied to your post: Anyone know what happened to “the year of Snowing”…                

   well there was Snow in the snow w Killian last night. That’s what they meant, right?    

I guess we should be grateful for the one scene with Killian. At least she wasn’t chastising him like a hypocrite like she was Emma in their one scene alone this season.

It’s really disappointing that Snow has spent all season coddling the woman who cost her 28 years with her daughter rather than spending time with Emma, who happens to be having visions of her death and has a crazy Stiltskin out to get her.

Such a disappointment.

So random story time. lol 

Last night Jason was talking to his twin brother about video games. I’m not sure how exactly it got brought up, but Jason playfully said, ”Man, my wife is already farther than me in my game I just got (Horizon: Zero Dawn). She’s like level twenty-something already and i’m only at 18. hahaha. I guess it’s because she’s been playing it more than me.” and his brother just kind of laughed and slightly shook his head and looked at Tiffany (my sister-in-law) and lowered his voice and said, “You should consider yourself blessed. At least you have a wife that LIKES to play video games and doesn’t get mad and complain when you want to play yours.” haha

I don’t know why but it made me feel pretty cool and also it made my heart warm because my husband is “blessed to have me.” hahh


Once upon a time, Ardyn was a very good king, one who cared deeply about his people. He cared about those who worked for him, too – he knew the names of all his castle staff, even the maids and the cooks, and knew at least a basic amount of knowledge about them (family, basic interests, likes and dislikes). He did his best to be fair and just, and treat even the least of his people well.

These days…well.

Ardyn believes, still, that even the least of his people should be treated well – but this is because you catch more flies with honey, right? It’s far easier to play chess when your pawns move to their places willingly, and even tools can turn on their masters if they are mistreated. So even if he plans to use someone or manipulate them, even the MTs or the most insignificant pawn in his games? He’ll treat them decently, be nice to them – at least on the surface.

He really doesn’t approve of people mistreating their employees/servants/pawns, either – that’s a waste.

(The only people this does not apply to are Noctis, Luna, and Ravus – but those are Lucians and Fleurets, and his hatred for those bloodlines overrides any kindness he might treat them with.)