proof that i am not dead

(My) Favorite headcanons about Matt

  • Matt Holt is an absolute meme lord who can and will fuck you up if you talk shit about Star Wars, Star Trek or any cool Si-fi movies and stuff.
  • Believes in the moon landing and will fight anyone that doesn’t. He’s in a space program ready to go to the Kerberos moon, if he can get that far into space with his dad and teacher (teacher Shiro ftw,) then the moon landing was real, Consider yourself blocked and reported if you think the landing was fake.
  • Matt is the top student in all his classes. One time this kid tried to one up him in knowledge of science, and Matt shot him tf down because there’s no way in hell that’s he’s going down without a fight, and if he has a clear shot, he’s taking it without mercy.
  • Once got into huge trouble for hacking into computers to read top secret files to prove aliens are real. Shiro told him not too, but Matt hit him with that, “try and stop me” and Shiro knows that he cannot stop him. Matt is too powerful when it comes to finding the truth of aliens
  • Matt is so devastated when Katie tells him that people back on earth think the moon landing is still fake because of the supposed “pilot error” and they have no proof that they made it that far in space.
  • Shiro then has to comfort him. “Fuck the garrison”, “that’s right Matt, fuck the garrison”. “they fucking classified our information”, “they sure did.” “I’m gonna fucking document all of this”, “you do that matt.” “—and then shove it down their fucking throats”, “uh matt?” “—fuck them for tricking the world that I’m dead, I am very much alive thank you very much”, “you sure are matt, and I’m glad but please don’t go shoving your documents down their throats.”
  • Matt is just as much as a technology nerd as Pidge and he gets along well with all the other Paladins. Especially Hunk because then he, himself and Pidge can work together to do more things in the name of science

anonymous asked:

am i the only one who doesn't see harry in a good situation lol. he's constantly brought up as proof larry is dead and proof that he left louis, as proof that louis had a choice to be free like harry, as proof he's selfish and broke up 1d, is losing 1d fans, is losing larrie fans, is irrelevant in the gp, is doing shitty boring pap walks at diners, and is still forced to coordinate pap walks that go against louis's location. that doesn't sound like freedom to me.

Nope, you’re definitely not alone, anon.

TO BUGHEAD SHIPPERS PT2

In 10 minutes I got so many people telling me WHAT THAT IS NOT TRUE THEY ARE NEVER GOING TO BE TOGETHER

You’re right because silly me you just can’t split this couple right?

HAH I’M LYING BITCHES PROOF IS COMING YOUR WAY SO BE PREPARED



HAHAHA LET THAT SINK IN FOR YOU

OHHH YOU  THOUGHT I WAS DONE


Real though I ship them so hard. I don’t know this show is honestly amazing. These characters are forever if they break up I am dying and if they get back together i’m getting raised from the dead this how much this ship is

OMG I’M GOING TO SAY IT

NOW NEW OTP GDGWHUGFILUGFIWUEKWQB

anonymous asked:

Both my mother and my uncle are Christians and I have grown up in the church my entire life, but I have found none of it convincing enough to consider Christianity myself I find it all to be a bunch of emotional nonsense, and while I don’t think there is anything wrong with people believing it, because I have seen how it comforts my mother, I just don’t see how there is any logic to it. My uncle told me that there is actually a lot of scientific and historical evidence to back Christianity up1/2

such as proof that some of the crazy stories that happened in the Bible actually happened and that Jesus was a real person, and did do all the things the Bible claimed he did. Can you back his claim up? 2/2

I would like to apologize if my earlier ask came off sounding rude, I have been told I can be a bit blunt and insensitive, I am merely curious and did not mean to sound rude when I said I found Christianity to be a bunch of emotional nonsense. I really am curious about the validity of Christianity.

No worries, friend! I am fully aware of how crazy Christianity sounds. People rising from the dead? Walking on water? Impenetrable cities falling because a bunch of people walked in circles? Trust me, I get how crazy Christianity sounds. I wouldn’t believe it without proof either.

First let’s start with what is the point of Christianity? Is it a feel-good religion? No, it’s not. If I simply wanted a place to feel good about myself, I would go over to the New Age movement or Hinduism. The Bible tells me I’m a sinner and I deserve to burn in eternal suffering for my actions. There’s not much to feel good about that there. Actually, the Bible tells me that even – or rather, especially – as a Christian I should expect trial and tribulation in this life. People die every day for their faith in Jesus. Does that sound like a feel-good religion? If that was all there was to Christianity, you had better believe I would want nothing to do with it.

So then what is the point of Christianity? The point is that I need God. The Bible proves to me that I am a depraved sinner. Romans 3:23 says, “For all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God.” I have broken God’s law. I have lied, I have stolen, I have hated (which God says is murder of the heart). God, as a just judge, cannot let wrongs go unpunished. A good judge wouldn’t let a lying, thieving, murderer go free without paying for their crimes, and no amount of good can change the fact that a crime has been committed. God is so perfect, that even the smallest offense cannot go unpunished. What I deserve, what we all deserve, is death which is eternity in Hell. Still depressing, I know. Keep tracking with me.

Because no amount of good works can save me, because I can’t earn my salvation, because I am destitute and dead in my sins, Jesus died to save me. He took my punishment, and died a horrible death on a cross so that I could have eternal life. I was a sinner, an enemy of God, but through Jesus’ sacrifice I can have a relationship with God. John 3:16 says, “ For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life.”

Now how do we know all of that is true? How do we know the Bible is true? I am so very glad you asked!

God says this, in Jeremiah 29:13, “And you will seek Me and find Me, when you search for Me with all your heart.” There is an overwhelming amount of evidence for the Bible if you look, and we’re going to take a look at just a few aspects of proof.

Did you know that the Bible is the most historically accurate ancient book we have? From the events that took place, to the people mentioned, to the duplication of manuscripts, and the corroboration of witnesses, the preservation of history that we have within the Bible exceeds every other source of ancient documentation by a landslide. And yes, Jesus was absolutely a real person!

I link to this video often, but I’m going to do it again because I really love it. It’s simple, yet brilliant. Definitely worth the watch. It’ll take you more step-by-step through how we know the Bible can be trusted on a historical level by comparing it to internal and external sources.

Now let’s talk about some crazy stories. One of my favorites is Jericho, the impenetrable city that the Israelites took when its walls fell down. Archeologists revealed some rather interesting anomalies when they excavated the great city. A few of the highlights include a single section of wall still standing (Rahab’s house was spared, according to the Bible), grain that was left (a valuable prize that would have normally been saved for use, but God told the Israelites to leave it behind), and the fact that the walls fell outward (in turn creating a ramp for the Israelites to ascend into the city). These are all things that, under normal circumstances, simply don’t add up from a historical and archeological perspective. You can read more about Jericho here.

We could talk about the flood for an awful long time, but I’ll just link you to this post where I’ve already began to expound on some of the geological and scientific evidence that supports the Bible (DID I MENTION DINOSAURS).

 Creation in general is just an AMAZING way we see God at work. Just the fact that you exist is a miracle. Your brain, your eyes, your heart, your lungs, your nervous system, your thoughts… none of which the complexity of such has ever been duplicated. You are a marvel. Did you know that the very glue that holds you together is shaped like a cross? Laminin is a microscopic building block essential to your being, it binds you together, and it looks like this:

Now, just for a moment imagine there is a God who loves you, who made you with the utmost care and attention. Who, before you were born, knew the colour of your eyes and the sound of your laugh, the shape of your hands and every one of your favorite foods. Then, God, who formed you, put His mark on you, His thumbprint, just to say, “This is my beautiful creation.”

You can call it coincidence, sure, but just how many times can you call something a coincidence? Eventually a pattern emerges. Little or big, things start adding up, and the more we explore the world we live in, the more we see that it points us right back to a divine Creator.

 These are just a few pieces of evidence, this is just the tip of the iceberg. There is SO much more to find if you look for it. Like the hundreds of prophesies Jesus fulfilled while he was alive, written centuries before His birth. Or the things written about in the Bible that modern science didn’t recognize until much, much later. I believe in God because everything I have ever seen brings me right back to Him. The Bible has proven itself to be authentic, excelling every test put to it. The world simply cannot provide answers like the Bible can, there is no substitute for the truth.

Wartime Starters
  • "We have no choice. We have to go in there."
  • "Forged by fire, we are united in one cause!"
  • "We fight for our homes. We fight for our freedom. We fight for very survival."
  • "War never solved anything. It only makes life more miserable for everyone."
  • "We must delve into the darkness. Sometimes bad things have to be done for the good."
  • "Do you even hear yourself? What happened to you?"
  • "I'm not letting you go. They'll kill you."
  • "You want to do what? No. That's suicide."
  • "No, don't let practicality get in the way."
  • "We can do this. I know we can."
  • "Stand firm! We can take them!"
  • "I think we found your inner mad scientist."
  • "I can still smell it, you know. I can't forget that smell."
  • "We go in and hit them hard. They'll never know what happened."
  • "All we have to do is last the night. Reinforcements will come in the morning."
  • "We're going to win this one, aren't we?"
  • "Hey! Hey! Stay with me. Don't you fall asleep yet."
  • "Does anyone know we're here?"
  • "There's no damn reason why we're out here. We're all just killing one another."
  • "This is going to be a one way trip, isn't it?"
  • "How is any of this going to change anything?"
  • "We have to stop them here. We're the last line of defense."
  • "Does it matter what my gender is or the color of my skin? We're all dead if we don't win."
  • "I take orders from no man."
  • "We could run, you know."
  • "There's no such thing as bomb proof."
  • "Am I the last one?"
  • "Hope? There's no hope here."
  • "We aren't going to be able to tell who is who out there."
  • "Can we move through this fog?"
  • "I'm no hero. I just did my job."
  • "I don't know about you, but I expect to get out of this alive and in one piece."
4

The Isis/Auset Knot

From the Egyptian Book of the Dead

At the ends of the universe is a blood red cord that ties life to death, man to woman, will to destiny. Let the knot of that red sash, which cradles the hips of the goddess, bind in me the ends of life and dream. I’m an old man with more than my share of hopes and misgivings. Let my thoughts lie together in peace. At my death let the bubbles of blood on my lips taste as sweet as berries. Give me not words of consolation. Give me magic, the fire of one beyond the borders of enchantment. Give me the spell of living well.

Do I lie on the floor of my house or within the temple? Is the hand that soothes me that of wife or priestess? I rise and walk. The sky arcs ever around; the world spreads itself beneath my feet. We are bound mind to Mind, heart to Heart— no difference rises between the shadow of my footsteps and the will of god. I walk in harmony, heaven in one hand, earth in the other. I am the knot where two worlds meet. Red magic courses through me like the blood of Isis, magic of magic, spirit of spirit. I am proof of the power of gods. I am water and dust walking.

Normandi Ellis- Awakening Osiris: A New Translation of the Egyptian Book of the Dead.

Image Credit-Isis knots are also called Tjet, Tiyet,

Did Lemony stalk the Baudelaire orphans from his taxi?

The very first discovery readers make about the mythology of “A Series Of Unfortunate Events” is, naturally, the purpose of its semi-fictional narrator:

  • Who is he?
  • What does he want?
  • When did he start recording the lives of the Baudelaire orphans?
  • Why do they matter to him?

We do get an answer to all of these mysteries, in “The End”.

But these are all the wrong questions.

The real question is: “Can we, as a reader, trust the benevolent image he tries to project?”

There is indeed a difference between giving the facts and telling the truth. And when it comes down to it, there is something unseemly about the idea of a grown man exposing these children’s darkest turmoils for the benefit of complete strangers. Without apparent consent, no less.

Let’s embark together on a troubling journey and retrace Lemony’s investigation, step by step. We will analyze his methods; we will question his motives. And we will paint a very different picture of Mr Snicket’s works than the one he wants us to believe… after the cut.

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anonymous asked:

Okay, so Kakashi thinking that he is going insane has so much potential for angst, but imagine this as well: "Hello, Halucinatiom Of My Dead Best Friend. I see yoi have done my mission for me again. Woild have been nice to know before I was half way into thr Lightning country, but oh well." "Hi, Proof That I am Definitely Going Insane And Should Be Taken Off The Active Ruster. At least it is just Suna this time." etc. PS 1st tm Kakashi calls him best friend Obito goes ??? and trips.

I LOVE THIS. I’d totally go the cracky “welp, there goes my sanity” route, just for the sheer level of doneness Kakashi would eventually hit. Best

There’s no way for Azula to know Aang was still alive after she shot him with the lightning blast, until she suspected Zuko’s behaviour when he was feeding the turtle-duckes in the Fire Nation and figure it out here.

“So, I didn’t capture the Avatar,”

“Who cares?“ Azula asks. “The Avatar is dead.”

Zuko looks away.

He still doesn’t know how to cover himself. (In the lying sort of way. He seems to have mastered the clothing sort of way, unfortunately.) Azula, being as sharp as she is (sharp enough to sink an empire class battleship), picks up on his caginess immediately. “Unless you think he somehow miraculously survived…” she coaxes. Zuko knows about the spirit oasis water.

And he also knows how slippery Aang is, plus he seems to have some sort of strange psychic connection to Aang, perhaps the very thing that allowed them to fight in tandem so well in The Blue Spirit, so this is why he has a nagging feeling that Aang isn’t dead.

“No, there’s no way he could have survived,” Zuko says assuredly to Azula. But Azula sees straight through his lies. They stare each other down for few minutes.

“Well, then I’m sure you have nothing to worry about,” Azula responds. He holds his own against her in that, but he’s already shown his hand, unfortunately for him. This is a warning for him, but he doesn’t pick up on it.

Azula leaves.

This proves that the person who was suspected the Avatar might still alive is Zuko, not Azula. And his suspicions extended to her.

What would be the point of this scene if Azula was already know the truth? If she was know the truth already, then this scene is vain- hole plot. There’s no point of them talking about the possibility of Aang’s survival. The writers would’ve cancel this whole conversation, and skip til to “bedroom scene” where Azula suspicing the Avatar may still alive.

This is the key. And more of what even mentioned in the canon book “Earth Kingdom: Chronicles: The Tale of Azula”

(This Tale told by Azula’s perspective. The book written by Michael Teitelbaum, one of the writers who create her character)

She actually planned to GIVE Zuko credit for taking down the Avatar BEFORE she suspected that the Avatar was alive. Proof of this is when the siblings were introduced by Li and Lo; Azula was given credit for taking down Ba Sing Se, but NOT for taking down the Avatar. At that point, she believed the Avatar dead and yet did not claim credit; she had not yet asked Zuko about the Avatar possibly being alive. This was her way of showing her thanks to Zuko for coming back to her.

Ozai: “I am proud of you, Prince Zuko. I am proud because you and your sister conquered Ba Sing Se. I am proud because when your loyalty was tested by your treacherous uncle, you did the right thing and captured the traitor. And I am proudest of all of your most legendary accomplishment: you slayed the Avatar.”

We know that Azula isn’t nice enough to give Zuko the glory out of the goodness of her heart, but we don’t know what she’s up to, just like he doesn’t know. We of course find out that she was protecting herself, so she wouldn’t be shamed if it ever came out that the Avatar wasn’t really dead. But she could have told Ozai that Zuko killed the Avatar without mentioning his “power” and “ferocity”. Those words of compliments. Azula did do a lot of smiling during that battle. She also emphasizes a separation between Zuko and Iroh, with Iroh as the traitor, and Zuko as the loyalist who proved himself. That much had to have been for Zuko’s benefit.

Iroh is considered too far gone to be redeemed in Ozai’s eyes, and Azula views him the same way.

But Zuko is a failure, and he gets two options: being dragged home where he’ll no longer embarrass Ozai, as said by Azula in Book 2, Episode 1, OR he could restore his own honor by joining forces with Azula, which would get him his “honor” back, again a summary of the things Azula tells him in Book 2, Episode 20. Long story short, he either gets to get locked in a basement to no longer embarrass dad, or to prove for once and for all that he’s not a failure.

The fact remains that Azula gave Zuko a chance to do the latter. And she didn’t do it because she thought she nedeed a scapegoat, how could she have known Aang might have survived until that conversation with her brother by the turtle-duck pond? Until then she’s absolutely convinced Aang is dead. She snaps at Zuko, until she finally asks if he thinks he might have miraculously survived. Zuko hesitates, then says no. Azula can tell something’s not right, and she says that in that case he has nothing to worry about. In that case. In that case. [x]

▪At the bedroom scene:

“You have another motive for doing this,” Zuko accuses. “I just haven’t figured out what it is.”“What ulterior motive could I have? What could I possibly gain by letting you get all of the glory for defeating the Avatar?““…Unless, somehow, the Avatar was still alive,” she finally says. See: she told him the truth. It’s not as if he had her cornered – she chose to tell him the truth, probably to help him out a little. Now, she might have thrown him under the bus a little here, but he sort of had it coming: she asked him if it was possible that the Avatar was still alive, and he denied it. We’ll never know what might have happened if he had told the truth at Ba Sing Se or the pond. And he could have told the truth when he was with his father, but he didn’t. And maybe Azula did him a favor, because it’s possible that Ozai would not have accepted Zuko back if he did not think that Zuko had been the one to take care of the Avatar problem. We can’t know that either.

“All that glory would suddenly turn to shame and foolishness,” she points out with menace, taking her hand off of his shoulder and walking back to her bed.

“But you said yourself that was impossible,” Azula points out thereby justifying herself.

He’s still angry at her duplicity, but he certainly realizes that he got himself into this position, and he’s trying to figure out how he can fix things.

In the Beach, Azula even offered to help Zuko with his internal turmoil. She showed compassion and a willingness to help him with his mental struggle, even going so far as to decrease her value in the eyes of her father so that Zuko could have what he dreamed of.

Azula is not as bad as you think (or as some hope). Her helping her brother at Ba Sing Se was completely selfless.

When Zuko defects from the Fire Nation she felt angry. His leaving also throws her priorities into doubt, when he begins to succeed without meeting, or even trying to meet, the standards set by their father. But she wasn’t truly unnerved until she’s followed by the of betrayal of Mai and Ty lee.



Azula may act cold and cruel with Zuko sometimes, she also do care about him sometimes too. Her feelings toward him are complex and variable.

As long as some people not using fan-made stuff as arguments in serious discussions such as have a tendency to defy all logic and to try to flatten her character and her complexities by “fortuneteller!Azula” headcanon who would know that Aang would survive the lighting blast. then I have no reason to assure this point at the end of “Book 2: Earth”. You should know better than to twist things around just to belittle her good side..

So follow logic and the canon storyline.

About Irene Adler’s Sexuality

So lately, I’ve seen a lot of TJLCers insisting on Irene Adler being gay and thus denying she could possibly been in love /attracted to Sherlock. All it is based to this bit of conversation between Irene and John in the Battersea power station.


I: […] Are you jealous?
J: We’re not a couple.
I: Yes, you are.
I:There, “I’m not dead.” “Let’s have dinner”.
J: Who the hell knows about Sherlock Holmes? But for the record, if anyone out there still cares, I’m not actually gay.
I: Well, I am. Look at us both.


First of all, I would like to point out the many times Irene’s last line has been quoted by TJLCers as proof of John’s feeling for Sherlock.


So, it is OK to say that John – who adamantly denies being gay (more, in the contest of this conversation, he is denying any kind of attraction to men, hence he is also denying any kind of bisexuality) – is attracted to Sherlock , but it is wrong/disgusting/ not respectful of Irene’s gay identity to say she too is attracted to Sherlock.


Yet, that’s exactly what her “Look at us both” implies: that they are feeling the same for Sherlock.


Now, I will make a digression by saying I always laugh when this scene is presented as “proof” by TJLCers because Irene Adler knows absolutely nothing about John. When this conversation happens, she has spent less than 10m minutes in the same room with John and was focused on Sherlock for most of the time. So how could she ever be sure about John’s feelings for Sherlock?


Returning in topic, let’s think about Irene’s labeling herself as gay.


I  would like to point out that Irene could still be gay and also bi-romantic, because sexual attraction and romantic attraction are different things.  Sherlock’s speech at the end is rather telling:

S: Craving the distraction of the game, I sympathise, but sentiment? Sentiment is a chemical defect found in the losing side.
I: Sentiment? What are you talking about?
S: You.
I: Oh, dear God. Look at the poor man. You don’t actually think I was interested in you? Why? Because you’re the great Sherlock Holmes, the clever detective in the funny hat?
S: No. Because I took your pulse. Elevated. Your pupils dilated. I imagine John Watson thinks love’s a mystery to me, but the chemistry is incredibly simple and very destructive. When we first met, you told me that disguise is always a self-portrait- how true of you. The combination to your safe, your measurements …but this, this is far more intimate, this is your heart and you should never let it rule your head. You could have chosen any number and walked out with everything. But you just couldn’t resist it, could you? I’ve always assumed that love is a dangerous disadvantage. Thank you for the final proof.


Sherlock talks about sentiment, love, Irene’s heart…Romantic love/attraction.

I could also say Irene could be a 5 on Kinsey Scale (Predominantly homosexual, only incidentally heterosexual), with Sherlock being that “incidentally heterosexual”.

If Irene never felt attraction to a man before, she would of course label herself as gay, while instead being a predominantly homosexual, only incidentally heterosexual bisexual.


So, frankly I’m really pissed off with people declaring that John “I’m not gay” Watson is clearly bisexual while denying any possibility that Irene “ I’m gay” Adler can also be the same.

S4 Analysis and S5/6 Predictions

I will preface this by saying I was partly right. I was right in concluding that Ryker WOULD betray Viggo, and that’s Ryker would die as a result of this betrayal (I will explain why I DO believe that Viggo and Ryker are actually dead later). However, the clips provided were a bit misleading, ad I had theorized that Ryker would become a reluctant ally of Hiccup and Co. as a result of said betrayal (since his arm was that shown to save Hiccup from falling off the cliff). That part was obviously very incorrect.

I do believe that Viggo and Ryker are really dead.

Viggo was too dangerous an adversary, and obviously unstable, to let live. I had serious concerns about Viggo’s mental state from his first introduction since he almost foiled Hiccup perfectly. In some senses they are similar-they act with confidence and as leaders, they are partial to planning, hypothesizing and rational thinking, and they know dragons very well. However, Viggo possessed a trait from the beginning that Hiccup NEVER showed: hubris. Whereas Hiccup’s confidence and leadership come from experience, Viggo’s seems to stem more from his extreme superiority complex. This is demonstrated in his treatment of everyone (even his own brother) EXCEPT Hiccup, who Viggo saw as an “almost” equal. As we know from classic Greek tales, one with extensive hubris will ultimately become their own worst enemy and insure their own destruction.

During S3 Viggo had the advantage over Hiccup, but by the start of S4 we see that advantage begin to falter. With the loss of utmost control, Viggo’s mental state begins to deteriorate rapidly. Part of his superiority complex was the inherent need to control: mentally, emotionally and physically. Viggo was able to accomplish the first two forms of control by himself, but the physical control was primarily implemented through Ryker (although Viggo did know how to fight). I believe that Viggo designating physical control to Ryker while he took care of the mental and emotional control is evidence of Viggo’s disregard for the physical. He truly believed that one could be dominated through intimidation and manipulation: physical force was a last resort. This is proven in the moments before his death when he captured Astrid. Whereas before Viggo primarily kept his hands clean (literally) and left the dirty physical work to Ryker, Viggo in this moment attempted to assume physical control of the situation in addition to using mind and emotional games. However, the final turning of the tides came when Hiccup out-smarted and out-forced Viggo; Hiccup wanted Astrid and knew that Viggo only cared about the Dragon Eye. By getting rid of the eye, Hiccup was literally able to get rid of Viggo and assume control of the situation.

The lessar status of physical control to mental and emotional control is juxtaposed by Viggo’s treatment of Ryker. Although they are brothers, Viggo does not respect Ryker because he does not believe he is smart or capable enough to be on his level. Viggo himself iterates this point when he thanks Hiccup for helping to put Ryker “back in his rightful place.” Ryker’s place is under Viggo, as a lessar person and subordinate. Viggo’s honest belief that Ryker would perpetually tolerate this treatment was a result of his own hubris.

It was apparent that Ryker merely tolerated Viggo’s treatment of him from mid-S3 onwards. In a conversation with Dagur, Ryker pretty much clarifies that the only reason he remains loyal to Viggo is due to their blood (compare the devolving brotherhood between Viggo and Ryker to the evolving “brotherhood” between Dagur and Hiccup). However, pride became more important than blood as the brothers’ arc progressed. Ryker would no longer tolerate a subordinate position under Viggo (he believed that physical control was more important than mental and emotional control) and decided to mutiny.

Why I think they’re both really dead:

Ryker’s death fulfills “the traitor always die” statement Viggo originally made, and he was being crushed underwater by a dragon-proof reinforced metal boat. He would not have been able to extract himself from under there at the speed the ship was sinking even IF the dragon whose name I am currently forgetting hadn’t speed up the process with a whirlpool. Not to be morbid, but Ryker cursing Viggo as he died made his death that much sweeter to me.

As for Viggo, his hubris was a telltale. In addition to his hubris, Viggo himself seemed to indicate that he knew it was the end. Viggo never gave up playing mind games or assuming he was in control of the situation until Hiccup literally threw the Dragon Eye into the volcano, meaning that Viggo still believed that he would win over Hiccup. It was only after the Dragon Eye was destroyed and the ledge started crumbling that Viggo realized that he was no longer in control. Viggo could not control his death, and death was the one thing that Viggo had not taken into account (you could see the shock in his eyes). Similarly to how Ryker cursed Viggo’s name, Viggo yelling Hiccup before his death was a circular form of justice.

Another reason why I believe they are dead (unlike how I didn’t believe Dagur was dead) is that their arcs are over. They are not needed to tell the story. When Hiccup and Astrid say it’s over, it really is over. Both adversaries are dead. However, it is not done. While the men behind the organization’s leadership might have been destroyed, the infrastructure remains. Dragons are still being sold and abused.

This is where my predictions come into play for S5/6.

1. Hiccup and the game will deal with the fallout of Viggo/Ryker’s deaths. There will be a vacuum of power on the market that the gang will need to take advantage of in order to stop the sale of dragons.

2. The masked man with a connection to Drago will continue to be a recurring presence (if not the man specifically then the actions of said man’s connections to Drago). It will push the plot closer to weaponized dragons that we began to see occur at the end of S4.

3. The main conflicts will be freeing dragons, shutting down the dragon trade, and trying to prevent dragons from becoming weaponized.

rorzeebubbles  asked:

have you seen the snapchat picture with proof that matt holt is alive and a badass??? bc i just found out and i am sCREAMING

YOOOO I’VE BEEN SCREAMING FOR LITERAL HOURS LIKE HOOOOOOOOLYYYYYYYYYYY SHIITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT YESSSSSSSSSS I CANNOT BELIEVEEEE?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

FIRST OF ALL: MATT LOOKS SO GOOD AND BADASS AND HE HAS SLAYED MY ENTIRE LIFE???? WTF???? YES 

SECONDLY: SHIRO IS ALIVE AND WELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I’M ACTUALLY DEAD RIGHT NOW I’M JUST A GHOST AND THAT’S OK BECAUSE TAHT SCREENSHOT JUST MADE MY ENTIRE YEAR AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA


… (can u tell i’m way too far down into voltron hell to ever come back bc damn)

anonymous asked:

mom lalonde was emotionally neglectful yes, but because she's an addict? and you're willingness to throw her under the bus instead of saying yes, in an alternate universe dirk was a violent child abuser, says a lot about what you think of addicts and women, and is kind of abuse apologism. its ok to like a character but seriously? no one is demonizing dirk. no one is saying hes the worst character ever. but you are so defense & such an ass about it. fucking ridiculous

I don’t think this hostility is at all merited, but sure, let’s go.

Mom Lalonde is canonically emotionally neglectful, yes. Glad you agree. In another universe, Dirk was obviously a violent child abuser. I don’t think I’ve ever indicated otherwise. I despise Bro Strider and I am glad he’s dead so Dave can move on as a person. The idea you have that I’m somehow erasing Bro’s crimes is absurd. 

My point is that Dirk gets burdened with Bro’s crimes (it used to be quite common to pass around the book 3 quote about Bro being abusive as proof that Dirk abused Jake) but if anything, Mom has had the opposite treatment.

Thankfully I think this is dying off, but you still see a lot of art where Mom is trying her best to connect with Rose and Rose just refuses to give her the time of day! Stuff where Mom is genuine and sweet instead of sort of passive aggressive (and yes, Mom is passive aggressive, and yes, Roxy is hella passive aggressive at her worst moments). Where the war between them was all in Rose’s head and Mom never intended any of it. 

Views on that are varied, but I don’t think it’s misogynist or abuse apologist to express that I wish Mom’s neglect and abuse got the same attention from fandom instead of being waved off because Roxy is usually a kind and generous person. Dirk is usually a bit overbearing, but he fiercely loves his friends and outright gives his life to save them in a gambit he’s not even sure will work. Yet people don’t decide that Bro was a saint who just wanted to help Dave and loved him – and as well they shouldn’t! That’d be fucking horrifying! 

But there’s a bit of benevolent misogyny at work in refusal to admit that a female character might have also been fucked up, instead treating her alcoholism and emotional neglect as “she did her best” and deciding that her daughter made up the passive-aggression all on her own and just didn’t understand. How isn’t that angle worrying to you?

My point isn’t “Bro is blameless” or even “Dirk could never do what Bro did.” Dirk could. His capability for shittiness makes his struggle to be good all the more meaningful. In the end, Dirk isn’t Bro, and that’s what counts. But shouldn’t we also hold this true for Roxy? Roxy overcomes her addiction and puts her passive aggressive tendencies and need for others to vindicate her by letting her help aside. Roxy grows as a person. That’s good. That’s wonderful. Erasing that Mom was an addict who was definitely at least a little paggro (the bronzed vacuum? the pillow? even if you think everything else was sincere, that stuff is over the top) erases how meaningful it is that Roxy overcame those struggles. 

         MOVIE STARTERS VOL.8       ( A BEAUTIFUL MIND )      ( AKIVA GOLDSMAN, SYLVIA NASAR )  

  1. ❛ It’s only in the mysterious equation of love that any logic or reasons can be found. ❜
  2. ❛ You are all my reasons. ❜
  3. ❛ I am terrified, mortified, petrified…stupefied by you! ❜
  4. ❛ Imagine if you suddenly learned that the people, the places, the moments most important to you were not gone, not dead, but worse, had never been. What kind of hell would that be? ❜
  5. ❛ You haven’t seen it. How do you know for sure? ❜
  6. ❛ I am only here tonight because of you. ❜
  7. ❛ I am always suspicious of new people. ❜
  8. ❛ Ritual requires that we continue with a number of platonic activities… before we have sex. ❜
  9. ❛ Are you gonna slap me now? ❜
  10. ❛ I didn’t think you were listening… ❜
  11. ❛ Does our relationship warrant long-term commitment? I need some kind of proof, some kind of verifiable, empirical data. ❜
  12. ❛ I’m sorry, just give me a moment to redefine my girlish notions of romance. ❜
  13. ❛ I think that’s what it’s like with all our dreams and our nightmares, we’ve got to keep feeding them for them to stay alive. ❜
  14. ❛ This will be a waste of your - and what is infinitely worse - my time. ❜
  15. ❛ Nothing’s ever for sure. That’s the only sure thing I do know. ❜
  16. ❛ I once tried to count them all, the stars. I, actually, made it to 4,348. ❜
  17. ❛ I still see things that are not here. I just choose not to acknowledge them. ❜
  18. ❛ I was wondering if I could take you to dinner? You do eat, don’t you? ❜
  19. ❛ They are my past. Everyone is haunted by their past. ❜
  20. ❛ You want to know what’s real? This — this is real. ❜
  21. ❛ There’s no point in being nuts if you can’t have a little fun. ❜
  22. ❛ You have no respect for cognitive reverie, you know that? ❜
  23. ❛ Listen. If we can’t break the ice, how ‘bout we drown it? ❜
  24. ❛ That Isaac Newton fellow was right. He was on to something. Clever boy. ❜
  25. ❛ Man is capable of as much atrocity as he has imagination. ❜
  26. ❛ There has to be a mathematical explanation for how ugly that tie is. ❜
  27. ❛ It’s not my problem and it’s not your problem. It’s their problem. ❜
  28. ❛ When’s the last time you ate? You know… food. ❜
  29. ❛ Oh, we’re not here for beer, my friend. ❜
  30. ❛ Stop! You know it’s classified! ❜

You and I are examples of how synonyms
are not always interchangeable

You and I are soft.
You are soft like a favorite pair of jeans, worn threadbare over the years. The vague threat of a tear is present at the knees, but they’re intact for now; perfect.
I am soft like rot, the flesh of a fruit giving way under the lightest touch. The evidence of things forgotten, stems of dead flowers left too long in murky water.

You and I are proof of how what is said
is less important than how it is said

You and I are tragedies.
You are a tragedy in that you are exposed to this world, innocence and purity so much like the throat of a rabbit exposed to the wolves. It is tragic that you will someday die and leave the world that much darker for your absence.
I am a tragedy of the traditional sort, a walking disaster barely fit to bear the title of human. Something to pity, something to loathe, something to consider an example - the embodiment of a cautionary tale.

You and I are the difference between doing what is right
and doing what needs to be done

We are like liquor, you and I.
You go down soft and smooth, vintage wine in crystal glasses. The pleasant buzz that travels along your nerves and sets everything afloat, brain foggy but filled with nothing but satisfaction. 
I’m more like cheap vodka, bottom-shelf poison useful for nothing more than forgetting the day, hangover starting the moment it touches your lips. There is no god at the bottom of this bottle. There never will be.

TWO PLUS TWO EQUALS FIVE FOR EXTREMELY LARGE VALUES OF TWO//0097

Speed Dating

A/N: This wasn’t really a request, more of a prompting for Pietro fluff from the ever lovely @julismythmusic.(If you guys aren’t following her I would definitely suggest you go do that.) Also! A massive thank you to @couldyoujustimagine for helping motivate me to write this. ily.

Pairing: PietroxReader

Word Count: 2364

Warnings: None

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My sister convinced me to go to a speed dating event with her. She said I had been single for far too long and that it would be fun. Well, I’m here and let me tell you: it is not fun.

So far every guy I’ve talked with have been total misses. All of them have been way too interested in themselves, or the most intimate parts of my body, or both. No matter what their interests, they’ve all made my skin crawl. In fact I’m talking to one right now.

“So, yeah, I’m the CFO of a pretty prominent concierge medical service based in the hamptons.” The man says. I think his name is Greg. “We’re pretty successful, but we’re trying to expand our business to a more permanent base of operations.”

“Hmm, that sounds really interesting.” I muse, leaning forward on the table, resting my chin in my hand. “But you’ve just described part of the plot of the last season of “Royal Pains”.”

The man looks genuinely surprised, and I smirk at him as he tries to find his words.

“I, eh, uhmm…” He falters at every attempt to think up a comeback.

“How many times has that worked for you?” I ask, leaning back in my chair to survey him.

“More times than you’d think.” He chuckles as the bell rings, signaling a change in dates. “I’d like to get to know you better some time maybe we cou-”

“Yeah, don’t count on it, doll. Not really into people who would lie to get someone to like them.”

Greg, or at least I think his name is Greg his nametag was illegible, seems to be stunned as he makes his way to his next date. The next man who sits in front of me is instantly different from every man I’ve seen tonight. He’s got wild silver hair, but the roots are a deep chestnut colour. His eyes are bright, but his expression is bored, almost as if he hasn’t quite found the stimulation he needs yet. I know I’ve never met him before, but his features seem very familiar.

“Hello,” He says in some sort of Eastern European accent. Now he’s definitely got my attention. “My name is Pietro. What is yours?”

“(Y/N),” I reply politely. “You seem to be bored. Speed dating not quite what you expected?”

“I must confess, it is not exactly as my sister described it to be.” He chuckles, the sound is low and throaty. “The people here are quite, eh, dull.”

“Finally, I find someone with some sort of common sense.” I give Pietro a small smile. “You’re not the only one who was coerced by a sibling. My sister forced me to come with her.” I point out my sister sitting a few spaces away.

“You are much more beautiful than her.” He says after having looked at my sister for a short while. “Your features are softer, but more sharp than hers. You are more refined.”

“Oh?” I try my best to sound flirty. This Pietro guy could be interesting. “I would return the compliment, but I’m afraid I don’t know what your sister looks like.”

“I’m almost certain that you do.” He smirks at me.

“Do I?” I ask, genuinely curious. “How?”

“She is an Avenger.” He says simply. “Her name is Wanda Maximoff, but people seem to have taken a liking to calling her The Scarlet Witch.”

“If that’s true, then you’re supposed to be dead, Pietro.” Slowly realizing why he looks so familiar.

“I suppose I am. Modern medicine is miraculous, no?” He says, a smile plastered on his face.

“Well if you’re the proof then I guess I can’t argue.” He raises his eyebrows at my rather bold choice of words and I can feel my face immediately start to heat up.

“(Y/N), are you saying what I think you are saying?” He smirks at me.

“That depends on what you think I am saying.”I smile back at him.

“I think that you are saying that I am pleasing to the eye.”

“Maybe I am, maybe I’m not.” I lean forward on my elbows and smile at him. He mimics me, looking into my eyes. It’s surprisingly comfortable to be around this man and I’m not entirely sure why, but I like it.

“Are you flirting with me?” He asks, his own smile growing on his face. I just wiggle my eyebrows in response.

“So,” Pietro says, changing the subject. “You clearly know what I do, what is your profession?”

“I work here, at this bar.” I answer, probably too seriously since his eyes widen in surprise. I laugh at his reaction. “I’m kidding. I’m actually a guide and part time curator at the local natural history museum.”

“Oh? That seems like it would be quite interesting.” He muses, running a hand through his soft looking hair.

“Not really. It’s a lot of disinterested middle and high school students and primary age kids on field trips. I have to recite the information while they all look everywhere but the exhibits.” I roll my eyes at the thought. “They always seem to be on their phones or something. I can’t really blame them though. Being forced into doing something can end up being boring.”

“I have a feeling that you are not talking about your job anymore.” He says, his brow furrowing.

“Ah, I suppose I’m not.” I lean back in my seat slightly. “Sorry, that got a little depressing didn’t it?”

“No, I would describe it more as honest.” The corner of his mouth quirks up in a half smile. “I like honest.”

Just then the bell chimes, signaling a date change, and Pietro and I look at each other somewhat horrified. He quickly straightens out his features and stands to move to the next table. Before he can make it too far I catch him by the hand. He looks at me, to the man waiting to sit down, then back to me, a look of puzzlement crossing his face.

“Do you wanna get out of here?” I ask, jerking my head towards the door. He grins at me, nodding vigorously.

I quickly stand up, put my jacket on and sling my purse over my shoulder. Before I can even straighten out my clothes Pietro sweeps me off my feet, holding me bridal style, and walks towards the door.

“(Y/N)?” I hear my sister say.

“Sorry, Barb, I’ve got plans.” I say quickly.

Suddenly everything around us is a blur. Looking at the blurred colors makes me feel nauseous and I burry my face in Pietro’s chest, balling up fistfuls of his shirt in my hands. As soon as it begins it seems to end and we’re standing in the middle of Central Park.

The moment he lets me stand on my own two feet my knees buckle and I start to fall. Before I can hit the grass Pietro catches me, pulling me close to his chest. I look up at him, eyes wide, not exactly knowing what to say.

“Sorry, I should have warned you.” He says quietly. “It can be a little overwhelming at first.”

“I think I would describe it more as nauseating, or barfy.” I smile at him, the corners of my eyes crinkling.

He chuckles in response and takes my hand in his, lacing our fingers together. We walk along in the nearly dusk light on the paved path through the park. The path lights are just starting to come on, so it’s not particularly late. I had thought I had been in that bar for hours, but I guess it was more like one.

“So,” I break the growing silence. “You never said why your sister wanted you to go to a speed dating event.”

“Well, neither did you.” He looks down at me, raising his eyebrows, a small smile playing at his lips.

“I asked you first!” I smirk. “How about this; I’ll tell you mine if you tell me yours.”

“Alright, well, after what happened in Sokovia, after I almost eh, you know,” I nod and he keeps going. “Well before all of that, all of this,” He gestures to himself. “I was, as my sister would probably say, a much bigger flirt.”

“You?” I say sarcastically. “I never would have guessed.”

“Well it is true.” He laughs. “Anyways, after all of that happened I did not exactly return to normal. Coming to America was a little daunting and I guess after nearly dying I took time to try to actually heal properly. I stopped flirting with every woman I met, and Wanda began to worry. She insisted that I go out and do something, so she got one of the agents working at the tower to drive me to that dating event and leave me there.”

“Oh my gosh.” I snort in amusement. “I am so sorry.”

“I am not.” He says, his tone serious.

“Oh really?” I ask.

“Really.” He nods in affirmation before turning his head slightly to look at me. “It is your turn. Why did your sister force you to go speed dating?”

“Well, she’s always been the prettier of the two of us. The social butterfly.” I begin. “I was never really into dating any and everyone in school and she dated, probably, half of the football team. Anyways! The last time I had actually dated someone was much too long ago in Barbara’s opinion and she wanted an excuse to get drunk and flirt with men, so she drug me out of my apartment and forced me to go to the bar with her. It was one of the most uncomfortable things I’ve ever done. Until you sat down in front of me.”

“Really?” He asks, his voice quiet.

“Yeah.” I respond, my voice nearly as hushed. “We’ve known each other, what, twenty minutes at most? Something just clicked when we started talking. I’m not entirely sure what it was, but I’m really glad we met.”

“I am glad we met too.” He squeezes my hand and smiles. “You are a very honest person. Even though we met a very short time ago talking to you makes me feel surprisingly comfortable. That is why I am not upset about having been left stranded at a nondescript bar. If nothing romantic comes from this, then I hope that I can consider you a friend.”

“I would love it if you thought of me as a friend, but I do hope something romantic comes of this.”

“Oh really?” He cocks an eyebrow and smirks at me.

“Well, why not?” I shrug. “You’re an attractive man, apparently you think I am too, so what do we really have to lose?”

“I suppose you are right.” He says, leading me to a bench.

We sit down and Pietro wraps his arm around my shoulders, pulling me into his side. I snake my arm around his middle and rest my head on his shoulder. It’s surprisingly comfortable to be held by him.

“Do you see those two stars?” He asks, pointing at a random point in the sky.

“Mmm, yeah, sure.” I answer. “What about them?”

“They are Pollux and Castor. They make up the Gemini constellation.”

“Really?”

“No, I have no idea where they actually are.” He chuckles. “The stars look different here in New York than they do in Sokovia.”

“Oh,” I giggle in turn. “Y’know I thought you were serious there for a moment.”

“I wish I could have been!” He reaches over and takes my free hand in his. “My sister and I are twins so we have always felt a certain connection to the constellation, though we are not actually Gemini’s. We have done everything together since we were born. There is nothing we would not do for each other.”

“You guys sound like the perfect set of siblings.” I sigh.

“Do you and your sister not get along?”

“Not exactly. We love each other, but we’ve grown apart as we’ve gotten older. She works for some big wig in a high rise, living life like everyone thinks it should be lived. She thinks I’m acting like an old woman because I have a job that I like even though it doesn’t pay a fortune.” I look down at our linked hands. “I don’t know.To be completely honest, we’re probably pretty average.”

“Ah.” He shifts to rest his head on top of mine. “I would say that is better than not having any relationship with her at all.”

“That’s how I think about it.” I pull myself closer to him, a slight chill setting in.

“Are you cold?” He asks, pulling away slightly. I nod in response. “I will be right back.”

“Wha-?” He speeds off before I can even get the question out. I shiver in the absence of his warmth.

As soon as he’s gone, he’s back, sitting next to me on the bench and wrapping a blanket around the two of us. I look up at him, eyes wide in surprise and he just laughs in response.

“Where did you get this?” I ask, feeling the soft fleece of the blanket.

“The Avengers tower is not that far away.” He shrugs.

“Huh.” I say, wrapping my arm around his middle once again and bringing my feet up on the bench

He presses a soft kiss to the top of my head. I pull away to look up at him, studying his features. I find him looking at me expectantly. Slowly, I push myself up and kiss him. He responds quickly, one hand making its way to my neck, lacing into the hair at the base of my skull, the other cups my cheek. My free hand joins my other on his waist. I feel him smile, and I can’t help but chuckle. He pulls away, resting his forehead against mine, laughing quietly.

“What is so funny, printsessa?” He asks.

“Nothing!” I answer. “It just seems like you take this whole speed dating thing very literally.”

“Well, at the time, it seemed like it would be worth the risk!”

“And was it?”

“Definitely.”

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Thank you so much for reading! Feedback would be greatly appreciated!

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Finally did some full body and full detail designs of the Bumblebabies, especially for that one anon who was thinking of cosplaying as older!Yin.

Whoever you are I’m so sorry her outfit’s gotten so complex sobs

Some notes: Drake is super tall. Yin likes to wear this ridiculously buffed out jacket when it’s cold. Yin takes off the hat when she’s indoors, manners matter guys. Drake’s hair goes from naturally bedhead to stylized with uber amounts of gel head. 

weapons coming when i can figure out how to draw them so bs