What annoys me about Heroes the most is the fact that my husband has had a more than a 25 hero streak WITHOUT a single 5*. This is an account he even spent some money on and he got NO reward, no, he gets laughed at while some people get 2+ 5* heroes in one roll without spending a single buck.

There is really no better way to chase off people willing to pay you, IS and Nintendo…

please dont make fun of an autistic person’s special interest, i dont care how obscure their interest is. their special interest could be a book written 50 years ago. their special interest could be a cartoon. their special interest could be cooking. their special interest could be a singer. their special interest could be flowers. their special interest could be rabbits.  whatever it is, dont make fun of them for it

lmao I just had a realization…

Victor’s full name means Victory Victory already

(Nikiforov from Nicephorus/Nikephoros/Nikiforos, Greek, meaning “Bringer of Victory”)

But if he marries Yuuri and combines his name into Victor Nikiforov-Katsuki

It would be Victory Victory-Victory

The ultimate Moon Moon.

I promise you this, when you find your person you’ll know. Because you find them in every little thing you do and you picture doing everything with that one person. Every song becomes about them, every movie or tv show ends up being relatable to them. You start to feel more than just butterflies in your stomach but you get a feeling in your heart that makes everything feel as if it’ll all be okay. They’re voice is your new favorite sound and they’re eyes are your new favorite color. You can’t get enough of them in a day and you can’t picture anyone else by your side. Whether it’s miles or minutes apart you just know deep down that they are your person. And if you ever find that person, you’d be damned if you ever let them go.
—  Some personal shit
Of course "queer" is a slur. That's why we reclaimed it in the first place.

We started to use “queer” to describe ourselves because to the people who hated us, any word that meant us meant “bad.” Didn’t matter if they said “queer” or “faggot” or “homosexual,” or “like THAT, you know,”– it was a bad thing to be. There was no room in the language for us to be us and proud of it.

So we said, “the hell with that,” and we took ground that did not belong to us, and we made it our own. They can’t insult you by calling you something if you call yourself that first. We said “queer” out loud and proud, and we stood up and marched under banners with “queer” written on them, and there were too many of us to stop when we came out in the daylight and shouted our names.

And there are still people who hate us, and whatever we call ourselves, they still think that word means “bad.” “Gay” can be an insult– “that shirt’s so gay.” And all you have to do is hear a conservative politician sneer the word “transgender” in talking about bathrooms to know that even our own words can turn to venom in the mouth of someone who hates what we mean by them.

But we worked our asses off to say that what we mean by them isn’t bad, and we could call ourselves those things, and be proud. And it worked. We took “queer.” We took it so well that it’s a technical term in academic institutions which sixty years ago would have fired someone just for the suspicion that they were one of us. We fought, and we won.

And when you tell me, “queer is a slur, don’t use it,” you’re telling me that that victory means nothing. That we did nothing to change what the word means. That we have to give back the ground we took, that our fight isn’t worth remembering.

I won’t call someone “queer” if they don’t like it, if they don’t claim the name for themself, if it makes them uncomfortable or brings back bad memories– that’s just rude. But I resent and bristle at someone telling me I can’t use the word for myself. It means what I mean, as “gay” or “lesbian” or “LGBT” doesn’t. And more than that– it means, we won this word. We fought, and a lot of us died, and we are still fighting, and some of us are still dying, though not nearly as many. We’re fighting for the meaning– that we can live the way that suits us, and love the people we love– much more than the word. But the word is a symbol, and I’m not willing to give it up.

“You told me that if you love someone, you should be happy to know that they’re happy, even if it’s not with you.” I tell my bestfriend. “So I convinced myself that whenever he finds someone else, as long as he’s happy, I will be happy for him too.”

I wipe a tear that secretly falls from my eyes.

“But I couldn’t. I couldn’t be happy for him. I couldn’t help myself from thinking, ‘why can’t I make him happy?’”

Tears started rolling down my cheeks, but I didn’t bother to wipe them this time.

I let him see how broken I am.

I let him see my vulnerability.

—  37 out of a thousand entries I’ll be writing about you.

It’s 2016

- Victor gives Yuuri Eros: Sexual Love as his Short Program, and said multiple times to seduce him with the said program. He wolf-whistled the first time Yuuri publicly performing it.

- Victor asked Yuuri what Yuuri wants him to be. Does he wants Victor to be his boyfriend? (He’ll try his best.)

- Yuuri declared in National Television that he has feelings for Victor that cannot be simply described as romantic or platonic love, it’s more than that, but Yuuri’s gonna label it as love anyway.

- They hugs multiple times. The hugs is initiated by both of them.

- Victor is only clingy to Yuuri. He still keeps personal space to people that is not Yuuri.

- They kissed. Publicly.

- Yuuri sent Victor away to see Victor’s dying dog that has been with him for years (12+ years, I think?) despite needing him to perform his best. Yuuri sacrificed his chance because he didn’t want Victor to experience not-being-there-for-your-dog’s-last-breath that happened to him last year.

- They had intense romantic reunion at the airport. “Until I retire, please take care of me.” which is equivalent to Japanese marriage proposal.

- In which Victor acknowledge it. He kissed Yuuri’s ring finger and said that he wishes Yuuri never retires.

- They exchanged rings in front of the cathedral. Later, Victor confirmed that the rings are engagement rings and they’ll get married once Yuuri wins gold.

- Yuuri looks motivated af to win the gold.

BUT THERE ARE PEOPLE THAT NEEDS MORE CONFIRMATION THAT THEY LOVE EACH OTHER.

LIKE.

? ????? ??

So many straight guys are so horrified by the remotest possibility of someone they’re not attracted to being attracted to them.

Like given the smallest suspicion of a one-way crush they’ll be truly awful to women they consider unattractive or men who like men, even if the person in question doesn’t even come close to flirting with them.

But then they turn around and fucking harass women who don’t return their attraction - with zero self-awareness. It’s truly mind-boggling to see the same guy say some cruel shit to repel the ‘advances’ of a gay man or a fat girl who barely glanced in his direction and like thirty seconds later be pushing his luck with some girl who’s already said three times she’s not interested.

That’s fucked up.

magnus bane gets hated on constantly by shadowhunters and gets called everything under the sun because of his past, how he presents himself and because he is bisexual and openly wears makeup (and looks stunning doing so) yet he is honestly one of the kindest, most caring and loyal people in the entire shadow world and world in general, he’s had such a hard life and was even suicidal for a while yet he carries on living and tries his best to protect and train young downworlders so they never go what he went through, he would die to protect everyone he loves and he is fiercely loyal and cares for them so much as well, he helps shadowhunters even after everything they’ve put him through, he puts aside his history with them to make sure he can help them whatever way he can, he is literally one of he most iconic and beautiful characters ever and i would honestly die for him