shut up and let me ship them

Monsta X as online shoppers

A/N: this just popped into my head so I just rolled with it. I have my other posts done for this week too sooooo bonus post!! YAAAY!! lol

Hyunwoo:

  • Confused AF about the concept
  • like…he just clicks ‘add to cart’ and the money comes out of his account…?
  • how do they know his card/account number?
  • are they stalking him?!
  • No? Oh… then how does this work?
  • He has Minhyuk explain it to him ten times before he has him just do it for him
  • He watches over Minhyuks shoulder as he does it for him
  • but he asks the same questions every two seconds
  • “So this is that tee shirt I wanted? In grey? Why is the picture black? Is it the same thing?”
  • “Hyung, It’s the same thing. See this? This says grey here. The picture’s only available in black but it’s the same, I promise.”
  • “Okay…. That is the shirt I wanted though right?”
  • Minhyuk never helps him again so he just shops at regular stores now unless someone offers to put up with hi- I mean help him…

Hoseok:

  • Goes online out of boredom
  • ends up seeing some item of clothes he’s convinced he needs
  • /damn I would look hot AF in that shirt/
  • ends up buying that shirt in every color
  • plus the matching pants that are, of course, super tight
  • I’m not complaining tho
  • /oh look! those shorts are cool too! They’ll show off my legs~/
  • /OMG THAT’S THE CUTEST HEADSET I’VE EVER SEEN/
  • buys a bunch of sexy clothing plus a headset with bunny designs on it
  • and ANOTHER bunny plushy
  • /ya~ Jooheon would love these gloves though…/
  • ends up buying little things for his members too because he’s selfless like that
  • his total would end up being no less than $350 not including shipping
  • /but it’s worth it for those booty shorts~ yaas/ (<<something he’d probably think imo)

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Imagine Your OTP #2

B: [Babbling on about something or another]
A: [Tightly gripping their book as they attempt to ignore them]
B: [Still talking]
A:
B: [And talking]
A:
A: [Smiles and kisses them]
A: Babe, you know I love you.
A: But shut the fuck up and let me read my fucking book.

The Rescue.

Summary: You are MIA while the crew try desperately to get you back and try to avoid your boyfriend, Spock. 

Spock x Reader

TW: Some strong language. Injury mention.

A/N: This was hecking hard. To say there’s plot holes is an understatement but just enjoy it anyway. It’s nice.

Spock x Reader

Word Count: 3224



“Y/N NOW!” Jim shouted as he stretched out his arm to you as the shuttle in front of you began to fall forwards,

You reached out to grab his hand only managing to brush fingers before he disappeared, leaving you and a falling death trap together. Great.

You ran holding your side which had already been gashed in action, flipping open your comm you attempted to contact the transporter room.

The shuttle fell with a deafening crash quicker than expected.

Before you knew it, everything went black.


“And someone keep Spock off the bridge, the last thing I need right now is a pissed off Vulcan.” Jim said entering the lift to the bridge.

“Aye sir.” an officer barked back as the doors closed

“Has anyone got signal or transmissions of  Lieutenant Y/L/N yet?” Jim asked as he walked towards the captain’s chair to pick up his PADD.

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happy wednesday you blarke hoes!

so much angst i am living, here’s to hoping we get fed a five course meal tonight. i was honestly planning on watching live tonight but a friend decided she wanted to surprise me last night and she’ll be staying with me for a couple days so i don’t think i’ll be able to. i’ll watch tomorrow morning at work though! i’m such a model employee

anyway, anyone and everyone better tag me in your selfies, i wanna see them all ♥

@bellesolo @stargirlclarke @deadshotbellamy @boob-morley @scottmcblake (i’mma still try to tag you even if it won’t let me whatev) @bellamyblakesgun @bellbearblake @blakeandgrifffin @atlasbellamyblake @chancellor-reyes @ravenbellclarke @grumpybell @starsbellarke @bel-ami-blake @the-princess-and-the-king @the-ships-to-rule-them-all @clarkeisinlovewithbellamy @bobmorlee @youleftme-clarke + anyone else i’m forgetting i’m sorry babes ily all

A Monster’s Gentle Soul

Simon loses all memory of Baz. Baz wants to keep an eye on him, so he moves in as his new neighbor. And just like that, they fall in love all over again.


Chapter One, Chapter Two, Chapter Three, Chapter Four, Chapter Five, Chapter Six, Chapter Seven, Chapter Eight, Epilogue


2. Chapter

There will be a time when everything around you is falling apart, without anything you could do about it. Or maybe it’s more like you’ve been caught up in your own universe and this is the moment that you look up, only to find that the world around you has been burning all your life. Any way or another, things are going to be rough. And whenever it comes to that, take a deep breath. Keep your shoulders back and your head up. Smile at the blazes even if your whole body is shaking. Because in that moment, that will be the bravest thing to do.

Standing in front of the door to their apartment, Baz did just that. He took a deep breath and braced himself for anything that would come at him. He knocked softly and waited for the door to be opened like a convict that had been granted a visit to see his family one last time. Except that he had chosen this fate. Except that he did this out of stupidity or masochism or maybe just plain bravery for the one he loved. Because this would set things right. Simon would be better off without him.

The moment he had dreaded arrived and that damn blonde prince opened the door. His eyes were stained red and his cheeks glinted in the dim light of the corridor. He cried, Baz thought, his chest hurting painfully, he cried because of me. The sooner this ends, the better. Because in the end, heartbreak is going to be all that will come from this anyway.

“Baz?” Simon whispered and Baz simply couldn’t stand him saying his name, not like that. Seeing Simon’s eyes and recognizing the vulnerability in it broke something inside of Baz, making him snap. He leaped forward so quickly, he almost knocked Simon off his feet. Then he hugged him as tightly as he could, because he never wanted to let go.

“Baz,” Simon whispered now and hugged him back. Suddenly they were both crying. Baz because, he’s the prettiest boy I’ll ever meet and he deserves the world. He deserves so much better than me.

And Simon cried because Baz cried and that’s just a thing he would do.

I’m fire. I’m the blazing flames in Simon’s life. He’ll get burned and I can’t let that happen. I can’t allow that he looks up one day just to see me.

“I love you,” Baz sobbed and the door fell shut behind them. “I love you.”

He repeated it over and over. Simon was there to kiss away his tears. “I love you so much, I’d build a rocket ship and fly you to the moon if you’d ask me to. I’d get the stars in this room for you, and I don’t even care how sappy that sounds. I love you. I love you. I’ll always love you.”

Sometimes you need to let go of what you love to save it. Isn’t that what all the horrible songs on the radio always tell you? It’s sad when such a corny line turns into truth.

Baz loved Simon Snow so much, he’d have sold his soul to save him. If he’d have had one.




Simon blinked into the sunlight from the window and then stared at the ceiling. He didn’t want to get up. The world seemed out of shape, something was wrong but Simon couldn’t put his finger on what it was. It was almost like something very important was missing. But when he looked around the room, everything seemed fine. It wasn’t like he had been robbed over night. It wasn’t like he possessed anything worth robbing. He didn’t have any other choice but to ignore that feeling and go on about his usual day, in his usual life. He couldn’t shake away the feeling of emptiness. Had he felt empty yesterday? Simon couldn’t properly remember. Something about his memory seemed fuzzy. There was something that didn’t make sense but he never could’ve guessed what it was. So he didn’t think about it.

He got dressed. He brushed his teeth. He made breakfast (four slices of toast). He went to work at the coffee shop as he did every Monday morning. That was what he always did. Wasn’t it?

In his short break he got out his phone as if he wanted to text someone, but he couldn’t remember who it was. After that, he went home. The shop was only a few houses away, so he didn’t need to walk long. He got his books out to study for the next day of Uni. That was normal. It still felt wrong.

Maybe a walk outside could fix things. Simon put on a coat and left the apartment. On his way out of the house he bumped into a tall black-haired guy. He apologized immediately and observed the guy as unobtrusively as possible. He had a very stern glance and captivating eyes.

“I’ve never seen you before.”

Somehow he was sure that he wouldn’t forget a face like that.

“But you seem familiar.”

“Yeah, I get that a lot.”

“What are you doing here?”
“I actually just moved in.”

“Oh, you mean we’re neighbors? That’s great. I was wondering when anybody would take the flat over mine.”

“Are you living alone?”

“No, I- I mean… Yes. I am living alone. Sorry, my name is Simon Snow.”

“Baz Pitch.”

“Weird. I would have thought your name would be long and posh, something like… Theodore Bob Grey-Peregrim or something like that.”

“That’s very specific.”

“Yeah, I don’t know where I got that idea from.”

Simon laughed and shook Baz’ hand.

“Anyway, welcome to the neighborhood!”

“Thanks.”

Simon waved shortly and walked outside. He believed for a moment his new neighbor had murmured something that sounded like: “So it really worked.” but he couldn’t be sure.

What was even weirder was that Simon just realized… For a short moment there the emptiness had vanished. He felt slightly warmer now and not quite that scared.

Had he really never seen Baz before? Maybe they’d walked by each other in passing. It felt like they’d known each other before, almost like they were friends some time ago… But that couldn’t be true, now, could it?

chestnut-podfic replied to your post:               Give me a Tolkien subject (an action or situation…                

   What a good meme! I’d like to hear your thoughts on how/why Elwing convinced the Teleri of Alqualondë to lend their aid to the War of Wrath.    

1. Ngl there was probably a LOT of “most of the Noldor are dead tbh, you’re mostly gonna be rescuing people who suffered the exact same thing as you did”

2. “Not ALL Noldor–”

3. “You might get to personally ship Maedhros and Maglor back to Valinor in disgrace to stand judgement, won’t that be better than letting them have some kind of heroic last stand against Morgoth”

4. “Guys. Guys. You don’t get it. My kids are like. So cute. Are you gonna let my itty bitty lil baby twins die. I’m gonna sing about how cute they are and won’t shut up until you agree.”

5. “Hey! Galadriel totally only went to ME to get revenge on Feanor and NOTHING ELSE and also she TOTALLY wants to come home now I’m preeeetttttty sure” *crossing all of her fingers behind her back and her toes too*

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it’s wednesday again and neither blarke nor my butterflies have returned from the war. what is this shit? wednesdays are supposed to be my happy days and now i have to make do with this filter -dramatic sigh-

anyway tag me in all of your selfies and let me know if you want to be tagged or not 🖤

@bellesolo @arkadiabellarke @deadshotbellamy @atlasbellamyblake @blakeandgrifffin @boob-morley @scottmcblake @ravenbellclarke @grumpybell @chancellor-reyes @bellbearblake @emcri @starsbellarke @beautyandthebook @frecklessbellamy @the-ships-to-rule-them-all @the-princess-and-the-king @bellamysdelinquent @taco-bellamy @octaviakomearth @bel-ami-blake @bellamyblakesgun @clarkeisinlovewithbellamy + you if you’re reading this

On Oikawa Tooru and “Tobio”

So I was rewatching the Haikyuu anime because I couldn’t fall asleep and noticed something peculiar during the Seijoh vs. Karasuno match. It turns out Oikawa always calls Kageyama by his first name. To his face, it’s “Tobio-chan”, a sort of teasing meant to clearly be humiliating/condescending, since high school-level boys don’t normally refer to each other by their first names, much less using a suffix that’s reserved for girls or children, unless they’re extremely close to each other. He doesn’t even call Iwaizumi, his best friend since they were kids, by his first name, granted he does have a cute/silly nickname for him. 

But that’s not all of it. 

Oikawa also refers to Kageyama as simply “Tobio” when talking about him to others. 

Which leads me to my original reason for writing this: what if Oikawa slipped up and referred to him as “Tobio” to someone who doesn’t know Kageyama’s first name? For example, someone who hadn’t been present during the two matches they first played against Karasuno? Someone like Kyotani Kentarou. 

Now, just picture the Seijoh team having a meeting right before their last match against Karasuno, and Oikawa mentioning something like “Beware of Tobio” or whatever. And Kyotani’s there looking puzzled and wondering out loud just who the hell is this “Tobio” that Oikawa talks about so much? 

“Is he your boyfriend or something?”

“What?! Why would you say that?!”

“Well, for starters, you call him by his first name, and you talk an awful lot about him. And you also call him your ‘cute underclassman.’ You’ve got to at least have a crush on him.”

Silence fills the room. Everyone seems to slowly realize the truth in Kyotani’s words. Oikawa runs away crying. 


Forgive me for making this so long and silly orz. Y’all already know I’ll forever be OiKage trash, and even if you don’t ship them, you gotta admit those two have a very peculiar kind of relationship.

anonymous asked:

I don't know if you do Halemore but if you do, number 11 with them? If you don't ship them, either Derek Hale or Jackson Whittemore with 11. Thanks!!!💚💚

I don’t write ships, but I will write this for Derek!!!

#11. “Will you just shut up for a minute and let me think?!”


“What about this one?” Derek asked, staring at the box intently. “It says it has early detection technology, so it’s probably more accurate, right?” I sighed, scanning the shelves as I bit my lip, brows drawn together. “Oh, or maybe this one.” I pinched the bridge of my nose as Derek picked up yet another brand. “Babe, this kind says it-”

“Oh, my God,” I snapped, not able to take it anymore. “Will you just shut up for a minute and let me think?!” The words were much harsher than I had intended but I was so on edge right now that I just couldn’t take it anymore.

Meekly, Derek put the box back on the shelf. He moved slowly, afraid that I’d bite him or something, and pulled me into his chest. His large hands smoothed up and down my back, his chin resting on the top of my head as I melted into him.

“I’m sorry,” I mumbled. “I didn’t mean to be so…”

“It’s okay,” he chuckled. “This is overwhelming, for both of us. And I can’t even imagine how you feel.”

“Derek, you know that I’m not…upset about this, right?” I asked, pulling back to look up at him with concern. “I mean, if I am- we- are pregnant…I’m gonna be excited. Scared, but excited.”

“I know, sweetheart,” he said softly, offering a gentle grin. “I will be, too. We’ll figure it all out. Together. But first,” he turned back to the intimidating wall of pregnancy tests. “We need to figure out what brand to buy.”

“Step one,” I breathed, placing a hand on my tummy. Derek looked down at me with adoration before placing a lingering kiss to my forehead.

“Step one.”

teawithghosts replied to your post “Lemme explain again how reylos are twisting the concept of The Force,…”

jesus christ i’ve never seen people so aggressive over being against a ship. Just leave the Reylos alone. Ship and let ship. Why is that so hard that they feel entitled to act superior to anyone over a fictional relationship.

Excuse me, but the MAIN TLJ TAG has been full of “Grey Jedi” theories, twisting concepts that have been established in canon. It’s revisionism whether it’s to support reylo or not. I didn’t put it in the ship tag, I didn’t send messages about it to shippers. A shipper who has me blocked (even though I never harassed them) must have signed out of their account to troll my blog, because they posted shit about me and another fan that was not in the tags at all, since those posts were reblogs. They instigated a response. This is not an anti reylo blog. But hell yes, I will respond to bullshit when I see it, and a lot of bullshit comes from reylos, so spare me the “leave the innocent reylos alone” act.

Oh and ftr, “Ship and Let Ship” is just a weaselly way to tell marginalized fans to shut up. 

Angle // John Murphy


 "So Y/N, how’s everything?“ Monty questioned as you both dropped two logs each of firewood near the burning light.

The small crackling of the fire was your response as you began to walk away not responding to him.

It was normal, however, ever since Murphy had been banished from the camp you’d been cold to every person, especially Bellamy.

You weren’t there when they hung Murphy, you were out hunting when it all happened. It killed you to think that it would be a slim chance you ever saw Murphy again.

As much as you wanted to go out and try to find him, you figured it would be hopeless. Either he’d be dead or too far to be able to find.

"Someone hit the trip wire!” Connor suddenly shouted bringing everyone to high alert.

“Which wire was it? Was it a Grounder?” Someone questioned as you began to stride over to Connor and Derek’s post to see what’s happening.

However, right as you got to both boys sides Derek began to shoot at whatever might have triggered the sound.

“You idiot, that could’ve been one of our people,” you growled out while hopping over the wall with Murphy’s pocket knife in hand.

The one thing you had left of him could either protect you or kill you.

Although, that was fate’s decision.

“You’re going to get yourself killed!” Someone shouted you guessed it was Jasper but you couldn’t really care less at the moment.

One by one the camp began to emerge from the gates right behind you with torches and guns at the ready.

Octavia caught up to you and you both walked alongside one another before reaching a tree with a fallen figure behind it.

They were covered in blood, hunched over in a ball as if they were about to die at any moment. In all honesty, you thought the person really was dead.

Octavia reached out a hand to touch the figure on the shoulder only to have it scramble away from her in fear.

The face looked up at you, the one face you knew all too well.

“Murphy,” you whispered under your breath while dropping the pocket knife and dashing down to the ground to be by his side.

He shook violently as you came closer and your eyes began to brim with tears.

What had he been put through?

There was so much blood, so many scars on his body, you didn’t even know if there was more hidden under his clothing.

“Put your weapons away,” you shouted noticing Murphy’s glance at the guns aimed towards him.

The boys did as they were told knowing you’d be their worse nightmare in a heartbeat. Your gaze went back to the boy you had been dreadfully missed, “I’m so sorry.”

As you reached out to help him up he shook more which only made you feel worse.

All you could think about was how this was your fault. All of it, if only you had been there, just maybe he wouldn’t have been put through any pain.

Knowing he wouldn’t most likely be able to make it back up the hill to the camp you decided to pick him up.

“Octavia, can you help me get him on my back?”

This was the first time you had ever spoken to anyone without any type of hate seething through your words. She nodded her head slowly before hesitantly walking over to the two of you.

Both you and Octavia pulled him up into a sitting position before you crouched down in front of him ready for Octavia to set him on to your back.

The others from the camp just watched in horror or in disgust as you situated Murphy on your back.

His arms wrapped tightly around you as well as his legs, you could feel him inhale your scent causing a small blush to come to your cheeks.

“We’re heading out,” you murmured before trekking up the small hill with the other remaining teenagers behind you.

~Time skip~

Bellamy rushed into the drop ship shouting where Murphy was. You were dampening a wet washcloth onto his cheek gently, trying not to hurt him as much as possible.

You felt Bellamy’s gaze on your neck causing you to growl as he ordered everyone to get out but Derek and Connor.

“Like hell,” you struggled against two boys grips that had tightened around your arms, “let me go!”

Murphy’s eyes widened as he tried to get up to you but he couldn’t.

As the boys pulled you by Bellamy you snatched onto his collar pulling him close to you, “if you touch him I will end you, Blake.”

A gun barrel was pressed against the back of your skull so you slowly let go of him and the boys pulled you fully out.

As your feet met the outside of the drop ship you rushed to the curtain to listen in and make sure Murphy wasn’t to be hurt any more than he already was.

The boys both attempted to stop you but you only sent them a glare sending them both to back away slowly from you.

“We’re going to kill him!” Bellamy’s voice suddenly shouted and you heard shuffling as well as Finn speaking.

“They tortured him,” Clarke said in almost in shock. Her words made you want to jump in there right then and there. However, you knew it wouldn’t end well.

Suddenly the curtain was pulled back and Clarke was facing you, she nodded her head towards inside the dropship and you raced inside.

“Then we kill him,” Clarke stated before walking out and you beside Murphy with the washcloth once again in your grasp.

As everyone soon walked outside the drop ship leaving the two of you alone you washed his lips careful.

“I won’t let them kill you, they won’t even have the chance to tou—.” You were interrupted with warm, chapped, lips against yours.

They pulled back just as fast as they came and you scrunched your nose blushing.

“I’m just glad I got to see you again angle.”

“Oh shut up and let me kiss you.”

Manga colored by Kalene A. @uniquelykalene @kagomeforever

I’m not an artist, but I’m giving it a try for InuKag week! This is such a significant moment for them. You finally get a real glimpse into Inuyasha’s soft side. He can’t stand to see a woman cry, and, no matter how much he claims to still dislike Kagome at this point, he knows he won’t let anything happen to her.

STOP calling out Stalia, Marrish, Scira, Sterek and every other shipper that doesn't ship Srydia

‘If you don’t like it don’t watch it, stop complaining’

Oh really now?? I’m sorry, but we have EVERY FREAKING RIGHT to complain. Wanna know why? Because a fanserviced ship ruined our show.

Wanna fight me back? Check the ratings please, see it for yourself.

A big part of the fandom predicted this. A big part of the fandom did not want this, and yet the producers decided to please the annoying part of the fandom just to shut them up.

SO YEAH, I’LL COMPLAIN ALL I WANT BECAUSE YOU RUINED OUR SHOW.

Just shut your mouths and enjoy your fanserviced piece of shit okay? Stop with the ‘stop the fandom wars’ 'stop the ship wars’ and all that shit YOU started. Because you didn’t just ruined the show, also the fandom.

So let us complain, let us complain for the plot destruction, character destruction, relationship destruction, for the people that you got kicked out, for the little screen time and plot our MAIN character has.

Let us complain about all the things you ruined for us.

Just shut your toxic mouths and enjoy your fanserviced and already cancelled show.

Hero (Bellamy Blake x Reader)

Summary: Bellamy Blake was born a hero - that much you were sure of. From a young age you’ve known how brave he was. But when Jasper is being held captive by Murphy, Bellamy steps in. Sometimes you wish he wasn’t so courageous and ready to do the right thing.

Originally posted by killianjonez


“Open the doors. Take me instead.” His voice breaks your stubborn stare and you look up to meet him with wide eyes. As you feel Bellamys hand slip away from yours you feel the inevitability of loss in your chest. You know how much Murphy wanted to kill one of them - being Jasper or Bell - in that fucking drop ship he has locked up. You didn’t want Jasper to die but you sure as hell didn’t want Bellamy to die either.

“No!” You yell loudly and everyone stops and turns to you. Holding onto Bellamys shirt, you shake your head panicky but he just holds either side of your face with his large hands, “Don’t go.” You exhale shakily, feeling your eyes well up with tears, “Please, just– don’t go.”

To the rest of the camp watching on from afar, he doesn’t seem alarmed or as panicked as you are. Other than being a hero Bellamy Blake was good at hiding his emotions but you know as he pulls you closer and runs a hand through your hair that he’s terrified, “I love you. I always will.” Bellamy talks over your insistent pleas and presses his lips to yours hastily, quieting you down but you pull away after a few seconds.

“No, there’s got to be another way. There’s always another way.” You feel your throat tensing up and tears roll down your cheek as he has to pry your tight grip off him. Even though he’s prepared to risk his life, you aren’t ready to live yours without him. When Bellamy continues to walk you find yourself running after him but something stops you – better yet someone stops you. You thrash around in efforts to get to Bell but when you look behind you see Finn holding you back, “Let me go! He’s going to die!” Your screaming breaks through the air of silence and Bellamy squeezes his eyes shut as if your voice cannot reach him, “Finn, let me go, please!” You begin to cry out to him but Finn doesn’t listen. He just gives you a look of pity and sadness and pulls you away from the scene.

“Stop it. You’re going to get yourself hurt, there’s no use following him.” Finn whispers to you, placing a hand on your shoulder and for a second you’re calm but the next you feel like throwing up. The love of your life is stuck in the drop ship with Murphy the fucking lunatic. And no one else is trying to stop it from happening. Not only did you feel extremely nervous but you felt extremely angry too. Your blood was at its boiling point. As he disappears, only a sheet of fabric separates you and Bellamy.

“Murphy! If you so as much touch a hair on his head I’m going to kill you myself!” You scream, not caring who’s watching from behind as Finn and Wells stop you from running inside.

“I’d like to see you try.” You hear Murphy speak to you and you clench your jaw at his voice. Watching the entrance, you see a limping Jasper clamber out and Finn immediately rushed up to him to help him down. You take this as your opportunity.

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About the Stefan Karl thing..

Guys… WE SHOULD BE LUCKY that we are able to contact Stefan Karl via social media and he replies back to us instantly! I never heard of any other fandom that allows you to talk to them in any time of day and they reply back instantly (youtube fandom… yeah we can contact them but how often do you get a reply?)

PLEASE DO NOT ABUSE THIS!!!

You can wish him well, as minor questions, ask about the costume or experiences or your fave moments of the show or anything (or talk about his cat rufus)

BUT PLEASE… PLEASE

Avoid mentioning the headcanons and theories and shipping because yeah, he’s somewhat aware about these things but at the same time, these things, the theories, HC’s and shipping, those are guilty pleasures. Something to entertain us (and him as well) in our own private matter (unless ofc you post them online to share with others).


Let me tell you a story of what happened in 2012 in Phandom (my previous fandom)

Back in 2012, the shipping, the theories and rumours got so out of hand that Dan Howell (Danisnotonfire) had to full made a giant tumblr post DENYING everything that was rumoured as he was sick of it. He was fully aware on what’s going on and the fans wouldn’t shut up about it that he has to get out of his way to say that everything is false and he and Phil Lester (AmazingPhil) ARE JUST FRIENDS.

Basically, he was v salty on the topic that there were rumours that he’d lash out to fans who asked.

Now Dan is their meme dad and is aware of the shipping, the memes and theories and etc (I swear he likes the fan art thats posted on tumblr) but the Phandom agreed in 2012/13 to steer away from mentioning it unless Dan and/or Phil wants them to mention it just so that the Dark era wouldn’t return


Just saying… don’t make 2017 LazyTown’s Dark era. Don’t ruin our chance to communicate with Stefan!

Let’s use our power wisely ok? 

And give the man a break… he’s on a year of healing. Let him rest! Just show your support and best wishes.

anonymous asked:

So I saw a thing that said George Lucas didn't really think much about Anakin's scar like he just added it bc it looks cool and said he probably got it from slipping in the shower. Idk now I just imagine Sith!Obi-Wan asking about it and Anakin just being like "Uhhhhhhhhhhh, well..." And making up a story Obi-Wan doesn't even kind of believe

List Of Bullshit Stories Anakin Skywalker Has Told Various People About How He Got His Cool Scar™ Which Is Totally Cool Shut Up Everyone:

  • fought and killed a sarlacc
  • fought and killed two sarlaccs
  • fought and killed three sarlaccs, and a lost but strangely aggressive bantha, while wounded and with a sandstorm raging around him (“wait how did you even find so many of them in one place–” “shut up”)
  • had to get out of his starfighter while in the middle of an epic battle in order to fix it before it blew up, got hit in the face by debris from the enemy ships he’d destroyed, almost died in the process
  • had to defend a group of innocent younglings from certain death by two, no, three, no, five murderous criminals armed with knives while he happened to not have his lightsaber on him and had to fight them bare-handed (“how could you not have your lightsaber on you–” “shut up” “–and how did the criminals even get into the Jedi Temple–” “were you there? no? then let me finish”)
  • fought Ventress and totally won, but she just– (Ventress overhears that one and proceeds to laugh hysterically for three hours)
  • basically there were just so many near-death experiences
  • and incredible fights
  • and astonishing shows of strength and skill
  • and epic chase scenes across half the galaxy
  • and daring, gracefully carried-out plans
  • also: [stares off into the distance with a wistful expression] “sand” 

like y'all have p much forgotten that both steve and bucky are canonically straight with how much you headcanon them as bi/gay but the MOMENT someone says, in a jokey, headcanon way, that bucky is pansexual and nat is bi and therefore in their headcanon they’re not a straight couple, all hell breaks loose? 🤔

that post wasn’t made in a “omg let me praise marvel for this bi+pan representation when it doesn’t exist” way, it wasn’t made trying to fool ppl into thinking they’re canonically lgbt, it wasn’t made trying to shut an lgbt fan discussing marvel’s unwillingness to include lgbt representation in the movies up, it wasn’t made so the person could feel more ~~~~woke~~~~ abt shipping them, it was just a personal post abt a headcanon on a personal blog can you ppl pls CHILL FOR A SECOND like damn y'all hijack every single non-s///tucky posts every damn day with negativity aren’t y'all EXHAUSTED bc i sure fucking am