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anonymous asked:

I don't understand the lena is evil because "the comics said so" ?? Like, yeah, she's shady in most of them but she's also sometimes a physically disabled thirteen years old with psychic abilities, daughter of lex and sometimes possessed by a 64th century supervillain while going to boarding school with supergirl and her evil twin sister. pretty obvious they're ABSOLUTELY following the comics there.

Zen's 자기야
Mystic Messenger
Zen's 자기야

Mystic Messenger- Zen’s Audios for his Chibi during Chats (자기야)

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As stated before~ I just recorded them on my phone and I’m just posting these because I can’t get enough of them in the chats when I see them. He says the player is cute but he’s the cute one here.



FAVORITE HL FICS - YOUNG AND BEAUTIFUL (227k) by @mizzwilde (velvetoscar)

“The moon knows,” is what he says, breath colored in liquor and a smile.

Louis stares at him.

“What are you talking about?”

Another manic grin from Harry, and then he pulls him in again, his hand travelling to the side of Louis’ face, cradling his cheek.

“The moon knows that we’re in love.”

And Louis pauses at that, his entire body and physical processes pause, because Harry has never said he loves Louis. He’s implied it, his eyes have whispered it, but he’s never said it and…did he just, sort of, maybe say it?

“Wha—“ he begins, dizzy, his veins filling, but Harry steps even closer, continues to whisper even lower.

“I’m in love with you, Louis Tomlinson,” Harry says, curls the words in Louis’ ear, and when Louis pulls back to look at him, his gaze is dazed and soft, grinning with freedom and the recklessness of inebriation. Fond. “And this belongs to you,” he continues in his low, rumbling volume as he places Louis’ hand over his heart and presses it there, holds it there with his cool fingers clasped around Louis’ wrist. “It’s yours, and yours to keep, and nobody deserves to know because nobody else matters.” Louis thinks he might die, standing here with the perspiration layering his skin like a delicate film, the gaze of the heavens alighting his limbs as he feels the beat of Harry’s thumping heart beneath his fingers.

wha she say: im fine

wha she mean: humans are so cute, when we say goodbye we put our arms around each other and to show we love someone we bring them flowers. we suck the cum out of peoples dicks like a gogurt. we say hello by holding each other’s hand, and sometimes tiny little dewdrops form in our eyes. for pleasure we listen to arrangements of sounds, press our lips together, smoke dried leaves, get drunk off of old fruit. we’re all just little animals, falling in love and having breakfast beneath billions of stars