There’s been a serious terror attack the the heart of London today and yet Tumblr is silent…
Please pray for London, for the fallen and injured. They will not win, they will not beat us!
#we are not afraid
Okay you’re not listening to me and that’s making me a bit nervous.
SHUT THE FUCK UP.
hahahahahaahaha you’re so angry
Well let’s see, you’re so wrong bc *throw away all his arguments* that’s it, buddy. Go home, enjoy life.
*Still isn’t angry*
You’re angry? Well I can’t understand what I’ve done to make you angry, literally I’m not like that in fact I should be angry with you for making all this drama.
How???? YOu’re hurting me and you fucking like it, You are always hurting me and throwing all your problems onto me can you stop please I DON’T DESERVE THIS.
You’re the worst person that I’ve known. I hate u *hates them until they ask for forgiveness* Okay let’s hang out, I know a cool place we could go :)
How u dare
HOW U DARE TO TALK TO ME THAT WAY YOU’RE NOT THINKING YOU DON’T KNOW WHO THE FUCK I AM
I WILL CHASE YOU UNTIL YOU PLEAD FORGIVENESS AND I WON’T BE FRIEND WITH YOU ANYMORE ALL THE PEOPLE WILL KNOW THE SHITTY PERSON YOU’RE AND…
I still hate u but I have better things to do ;*.
I don’t find interesting fighting you.
Don’t you have something better to do than yelling to a wall?
You’re kinda idiot, aren’t you? Let’s see, you’re yelling inside a room (that, metaphorically, can be your own head) to someone that isn’t understanding and, furthermore, doesn’t care about the problem itself. Don’t you catch the uselessness of this situation? Plus, you gotta check your arguments. They’re too weak and poorly presented.
Go and sleep for some hours. You’ll be cool and tomorrow we’ll be able to debate this thing.
Why are you so angry?
You’re killing my vibe.
Okay I came here to have a good time and I’m honestly feeling so attacked right now.
Okay shut up you’re right *changes subject abruptly*.
I will hunt you down till the day I die.
Okay your arguments are totally messed up let me explain it to you, little.
Haven’t you listened to me?? WHY ARE YOU CONTRADICTING ME? Okay you should be respectful of others opinions *five minutes later* You need some fucking education. I’m never talking to you again!
Wait we were fighting? When?
You’re not worth my time.
I won’t stoop to your level.
You look so silly! Ow, look at these short-minded, their stupidity makes them adorable…
Your arguments are sooo uninteresting. I’ve heard this like 2 times before *rolls eyes*.
Ow, they’re so angry, I can’t stop laughing… oh, wait, what have you said?
OKAY YOU WANTED IT BITCH *starts throwing away all his arguments while trying to look confident and so over it*.
Your anger makes me angry. Stop being angry. I don’t want to fight okay
I don’t want to fight please I’ll be all messed up aND I HATE U
Note: Not requested, but this came about because I went to the pool today and then went straight to work and I felt that sleepy feeling you get after spending time in the sun. Its a special and specific kind of sleepy. I don’t know how else to describe it, but it’s nice. It made me want to take a nap with Shawn.
The cool air of your hotel room hits you as soon as you
swing open the door. You had turned the air conditioner on high before you left
because you knew it would be hot outside, but a shiver runs down your spine as the
blast of cool air hits you without warning. You head straight for your bathroom to
take a shower, dropping your wet towel on the bathroom floor before removing
your black bikini and getting under the warm stream of water.
When you get out of the shower, you feel exhaustion hit you.
You had just spent the last four hours lounging by the pool, and the sun takes
a lot out of you. It’s one in the afternoon, a perfect time for a nap. There is
something about afternoon naps after mornings spent in the sun. They’re
magical, and they have a certain feel to them.
Exiting the bathroom, you hear the television on in the
hotel room, and a smile spreads across your face knowing that your boyfriend
has returned. He was gone doing press all morning. You offered to go with him,
but he insisted you stay back and enjoy the resort. You were in Florida after
Shawn is seated at the edge of the bed, watching the hockey
game on the tv. When he sees you, he smiles and says “Hey baby,”
“Hey hun, how was work?” You question as you crawl onto the bed behind
him, which immediately prompts him to move so he’s lying next to you.
“Good, nothing special.” You cuddle
closer into his side as his arm automatically wraps around you, and he asks,
“You tired?” To which you only sleepily nod in response. “Didn’t you just sit
at the pool all morning?” He questions, purposely giving you a hard time, but
you know he’s joking and doesn’t mean it in a mean way.
“Yeah, but the sun makes me
sleeeeepy.” You drag out the last word before hiding your face in his t-shirt.
The afternoon sun is shining into the hotel room, and the exhaustion you feel
is a good kind of exhaustion. Shawn has a show in a couple of hours, but
neither of you have anything planned until then. “Take a nap with me?” You ask
“You’re literally the cutest
person ever.” He tells you smiling down at you.
Your eyes flutter closed,
and you’re too tired to respond to his statement. You feel his lips press
lightly against your forehead before he moves slightly to get more comfortable.
And in his arms you fall asleep listening to the sound of his steady breathing.
((Alright I’m curious. Just what do you think that first spell Newt used on Jacob was, in the bank? ‘Accio Muggle’? He would have been dogpiled by everyone in range. How in the world do you Accio ‘that dude over there’? And it’s supposed to be very difficult to summon living things, so did he just summon his clothes and hope the muggle wearing them would come along for the ride? Because that seems awkward on many levels.
And yes, it could have been the egg! But you’d think it would fly out of his hand, if that was the case. Could be though!))
Headcanon for while Hughes was trying to catch Scar: every time he got a phone call from the MPs saying “we got another dead State Alchemist,” he’d be so afraid that their next words would be “looks like it’s Roy Mustang.” A couple times, the MPs weren’t able to identify the body right away (they just found a pocket watch on them). Even though Hughes knew Roy was all the way in East City, he spent the entire drive to the crime scene silently pleading “please don’t be Roy. Please don’t let me pull back that sheet and find my best friend in a pool of blood”
I really love the idea of Cass completely falling in love with dancing. She was raised to think that her body is nothing but a weapon, and dancing teaches her that she can make something beautiful with it. No matter what genre of music is playing, Cass has an uncanny ability to move with the beat in a way that can’t be taught. You know that one person who hits the dance floor and everyone around them stops and watches in awe? That’s her. Ballet is one of her favorites because of its storytelling and its elegance, so unlike the sharpness of battles. Dances have all of the good aspects of fighting –the intensity, concentration, fluidity, adrenaline– without any of the bad. Her movements aren’t being used to hurt, but to create.
So I love the idea that Yuri's viral video is silent. So much so that I went back and rewatched the episode (again). I just want to point out that you can hear the audio of the video as Victor watches it. We can faintly hear the sounds of skating but no music. The video really is silent.
This pleases me.
(for anyone who’s wondering, this ask is in response to this meta i posted the other day)
The subtle details in this anime make me so happy. There is such care paid across the episodes. Little hints that echo back to something that preceded it.
I highly recommend a thoughtful rewatch to anyone who hasn’t done so yet.
y’know what i’d like to see furudate sensei? all the teams karasuno defeated “cheering” for them at nationals. just try to imagine it: oikawa desperately trying to change seats with iwaizumi because he casually chose the seat next to fucking ushiwaka, tendou trying to be friends with aone and hyakuzawa bc they’re just like wakatoshi ain’t they? big, tall, silent, ofc not as beautiful as him and obviously not as strong, but, hey, no one like that exists. koganegawa excitedly cheering for hinata and telling everyone that he’s text buddies with that good damn tiny player and the other first years being all salty, but silently agreeing. PLEASE. I just want to see them again.
hello my sweet angel faces! So tomorrow morning at 3 am I will be on a plane headed towards Cancun! Since I love to keep you guys updated in my life because I have no bounds of TMI, do you guys want me to like ‘vlog’ about my trip. By this I just mean posting pictures and keeping you guys updated about what i’m doing! Anybody into this?