so-impossible

Not to sound optimistic or anything, but the writers made the dumbest mistake in ep12 (if it is a mistake). Making Kara confess whatever feelings she has for Mon-el in the Luthors centric episode in which she does EVERYTHING possible to show how much she trusts Lena and cares about her is so…backfiring. To not add that they showed the Karamel scene right after the Supercorp one which is also the reason why articles are writing so much about Lena/Kara. You may ask why? Well the change of dynamic and atmosphere was so big, going from the couch scene with so much chemistry to the other awkward one was just so evident and such a dumb move. Now I’m gonna say that I’m glad they made that mistake, if it was indeed a mistake, but if they wanted to push Karamel down our throats once again, they should have used another ep in which the gay between Lena and Kara isn’t so noticeable, which is impossible.

anonymous asked:

Is it true that Annabeth comes from European royalty? Where they say that?

They say it in Magnus Chase !! I don’t have any of the two books in enlighs pdf to show you the scene, but is it clear that Annabeth and Magnus and all the Chase family come from Norse Kings? I should reread it too because I don’t remember exactly which country they come from, but it’s canon that our Annabeth is a(lmost) princess (:

anonymous asked:

In the first Season of svtfoe mewberty were glossaryk was first Introduced when Marco needed the book but he said only for magical princess only...well ludo is magical with his wand but he's not princess though. What do you think?

While it’s impossible, so far, to properly tell what Glossaryck thinks and plans, I think it’s safe to say that he is a tacher: is job is teaching anyone who has the book/the wand about magic.

The line in Mewberty… well, it might be just because Glossaryck never had to teach someone who wasn’t a Butterfly princess before, because the Book never left their family?

Ok so this is my venting post, I hope it doesn’t ends up being too long!

So… today was awful. I barely had any sleep last night, i was doing a hw that I didn’t even finished, the teacher didn’t even checked it herself, that was strike two.

I think the thing that really did this day so awful was my Physics class, you see… we have this teacher that, even tho he’ pretty cool and an amazing teacher, he can be… cluelessly cruel.

For example, he always tells me to look at him in the eyes while talking, and not to force them while doing so, for me,
is impossible, i feel eye contact pretty scary unless its someone like my best friend.

Today he got the great idea to make me go to the board in front of everyone and solve an excersice, an exercise about a topic i don’t know, with no notebook… My classmates started laughing at me, and they mocked me between their breath, never taking their eyes of me….

I got terrified, I had to scratch my arm to calm myself a little and avoid crying and getting an anxiety attack in front of everyone, of course they noticed, I scratched so hard my arm was red and I actually bleed a little….

After like 15 minutes of torture the teacher finally let me sit down, and I was trying so hard to not freak out and cry..

If i cried in front of them they would mock at me more…

I couldn’t explain my friends what was going on, they wouldn’t get it at best and they whole mock at me at worst…

My arm still hurts…

OK but Albus x Grindel!Graves

I really do love the idea of Gellert approaching Albus again in the stolen face of Percival Graves, because that is all sorts fucked up and delicious

Cause can you imagine the emotional shitstorm afterwards

Albus, who has been trying so hard to distance himself from his emotions for Gellert, thinking that he could finally move past it all when Graves comes on some diplomatic meeting or other, showing interest in the professor, honest to god being not subtle about his intentions, and Albus is wary, cautious, but flattered.

And then the horrible news from America after whatever they had been having, about Gellert having impersonated Graves for months , months, and Albus is so furious and numb, clawing through every moment and feeling so stupid and played because of course, of fucking course he should have seen it, the way Graves seemed always so impossible to read but charming, disarming in his seeming sincerity, smiling like he didn’t know the stir of heat low in Albus’s belly until Albus was kissing him, familiar and alien and Merlin he should have known

He almost fights to be included in the delegation that is to be sent by the Ministry to deal with retrieving Gellert from MACUSA, but Theseus Scamander comes to visit him, to talk about Gellert and Newt, who had the misfortune of stumbling into the middle of the mess and unveiling the scheme to all, and Theseus telling him, hair windblown, eyes sharp and knowing, that the Ministry will like his help when the time came to scramble Gellert’s brain to pieces to find out just how far reaching his operations are. Albus won’t, declines outright with a blank face and an even voice. Theseus doesn’t fight him on it, he knew, already, that the professor would decline.

But then he asks Albus if he has an idea of where Grindelwald could be keeping Percival Graves prisoner.

Albus feels—he hadn’t actually thought about the real Graves until that point. He’d been so full of contained rage at having been violated that he didn’t even think to care about the man that Gellert had stolen that handsome face from. ‘Dead’, is Albus’s gut response, but he says, simply, that he doesn’t know.

Theseus accepts that answer too, except perhaps more agitated, more resigned than the first. Percival Graves was—is—a dear friend. Albus wonders just how dear, with the way Theseus goes tired and lonely-looking.

Albus, of course, hears about Grindelwald’s escape. He also hears about the Director of Magical Security being found, but he doesn’t think to do anything about it. No, no, he’ll do something about it, just, not now.

Except things don’t go Albus’s way, it never has when it concerned Gellert, so Percival Graves, the real one this time, comes to see him.

He still cuts an impressive figure, clothes sharp and neat, but there is something ragged about him. He’s grown a bit of beard, although Albus can see the gauntness of his face, the hollows of his cheeks and his worn, sleepless eyes. The wand he has is new, not the sleek simplicity of what Gellert had had, but wholly organic, pale and rough enough to get splinters from. He slips it into the sleeve of his coat as Albus approaches.

“Is Newton Scamander here?” Graves asks, simple, clipped, entirely different from Gellert’s version of the man’s voice that had been curling, beckoning.

Albus bites the inside of his lip for that thought, tries to stamp out the sudden ugliness that wells up in his lungs–he wants, very much, for this man to go away, even though what had happened wasn’t anybody’s fault but Gellert’s.

(and Albus’s. Merlin, how his gaze flicks from the real Grave’s mouth to the line of his throat, down to his hands which are pale and scarred. A terrible moment of déjà vu, of kissing that mouth, nibbling down that throat, sucking on those finger, he barely resists the urge to wonder if the real Graves groans and keens as Gellert did wearing the man’s face–)

“No,” Albus says, carefully, because Newt had come by just a week or two ago, a young man with dark, dark eyes trailing after him. Newt explained in his elusive way, stumbling but quick, I got an assistant, Professor, and I need, I need just a bit of your help if you—I know this is asking a lot, even more than before, but I, I need to keep him safe Professor–

Graves looks at him, sharp and assessing, and Albus does not shiver, does not straighten in rigid attention, he is a stone beneath this man’s gaze because a fool he maybe but never again to this face, this face that he thought he could love more than his first, terrible feelings for Gellert, and it’s not Graves’s fault it isn’t but Albus feels caged and vicious all the same, as if his own misery somehow equaled the violation Graves no doubt feels from Gellert stealing his face, his identity, doing whatever he wanted for months and months

But suddenly Graves looks tired, just for a moment, before his expression turns into one of spite, grinding out the words with barely checked fury, “Did he fuck you with my face?”

Albus falters, goes rigid trying not to suck in a sharp breath because he hadn’t expected Graves to, to ask, and he wonders for a terrified moment that the man had found the letters he had sent to Gellert-as-Graves, the easy, flirtatious correspondence that no doubt revealed Albus’s careful affections.

He doesn’t know what to say because he’s torn between his own guilt and the contained wrath sliding off the real Graves. There’s the right things to say, which is yes, yes he did, but there is shame thickening along Albus’s tongue and he finds he cannot do anything but pretend offense and curiosity, “Mr. Graves, I assure you I—has he been going around doing that?”

Graves eyes darken, mouth twisting into a snarl to reveal sharp teeth, so unlike the prim and properness of what Gellert had presented that Albus is stunned, just a bit jolted from his memories, the struggle he’s been having trying to separate them–they are truly nothing alike at all.

Graves watches him for another moment before he seems to decide that he won’t get anything from Albus, and that he’d rather not go through the trouble of forcing it out. He doesn’t say anything as he simply inclines his head and apparates away in a blur of white and black.

Albus stands there for a moment before he goes back inside, feeling somehow jilted, and decides that the memories are better in a pensieve.

I’ve re watched Saturday’s episode and I don’t see Sabine say “my friends make the impossible possible” so I have 100% confidence that Sabine will return before S3 finishes. And I hope their reunion is soo cute, and this adorable sketch idea by @meldy-arts is the perfect way Ezra could react. Arrival layne did a version but @meldy-arts’s version makes Ezra act far more adorable and shows more emotion and love that Ezra gives Sabine 😍😍

This Maggie backstory gives so much context to her “you only get one” because fuck she’s been burned before by the people who are meant to love her and shit she got broken up with bad and she’s just wants to be in self preservation mode but she’s so in love with Alex that it’s so impossible for her to do so

Also her biggest pet peeve is not being listened to like fuck poor 14 year old Maggie probably lost her voice begging her parents to reconsider, that she was the same Maggie. Poor confused and alone Maggie who only had her aunt who I want to hope loved her with all her heart was probably asked if it was a phase, if she could turn it off, if she could pretend not to like girls. What if her parents gave her the option of turn the gay off and come home or see ya never.

Her backstory is so important and I can’t wait to learn more about her. Because Maggie Sawyer has been burned again and again yet she’s still such a supportive friend and partner. And we talk a lot about how Kara has seen so much and how it’s made her kind. Turns out you can be super without alien genetics. Because to survive this much and still be so kind is the stuff superheroes are made of. And Maggie Sawyer is my hero

anonymous asked:

heeeey i've noticed you're yue jo's friend ? Is french really that difficult to learn ?

(Hey ! Yep I am! ^^

Wow the world is really small for you to know us both haha !

And hum…It’s a bit hard for me to tell since it’s my mother tongue but yes. I honestly think that it’s difficult. A lot of things don’t really make sense and there are a lot of grammar rules that even french hate to learn x)

But it’s not impossible ! So if you are trying to learn it, courage !

-mod lili)

considering how hard it is (and sometimes impossible) to trigger a sneeze in your sleep it just fuels the suspicion that this sly motherfucker

isn’t sleeping at all

he was probably posing all along i mean look at him who sleeps like this in front of their crush 

goddammit viktor 

And clouds full of fear
And storms full of sorrow
That won’t disappear
Just typhoons and monsoons
This impossible year

Have some slow dance-melancholic Zutara I made while listening to this song on repeat

To everyone saying that Victor and Yuuri pair skating is impossible: That’s enough.

Yes, competitive same-sex pair skating is impossible.

But I’m pretty sure most of us just want to see an intimate moment between Victor and Yuuri back in Ice Castle Hasetsu, where they play Stammi Vicino/Stay Close to Me and skate out their feelings for each other together, perhaps holding hands/each other’s waists and trusting the other to lead them with closed eyes or something along those lines.

We don’t want them to compete in pair skating. We want to see a moment that is only their own, shared and expressed through their mutual passion and the thing that brought them together.

That is all.

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A note from the Indivisible Team
A note for all of us who feel defeated after Sessions from the Indivisible Team: This is the long game.

A note for all of us who feel defeated after Sessions from the Indivisible Team: This is the long game. We are going to lose a lot. We are going to get good at losing. We are going to lose cabinet votes for terrible nominees. We are going to lose bills that are offensive and appalling. But while we are losing, something else is going to happen. We are going to keep raising our voices and slowly our representatives are going to start listening to us. We’ve seen it happen. 


It won’t happen because of next week’s call to action. It’ll happen over months, where you keep showing up, regularly. Then, we are going to start winning. It’ll sneak up on us. We won’t understand why we are winning. But it starts with losing in a particular way- where we raise our voices and call it out when we aren’t listened to, where we get close but not quite there.

The first 100 days of a President’s term are the honeymoon period, the moment when he’s most likely to get his agenda enacted. Trump is spending his first 100 days mired in controversy, scandal, and backbiting - and that’s because you haven’t for a moment let anyone in Washington forget just how unpopular he is.

Every time we change the narrative, every time we delay, every time there’s a newspaper story about a member of Congress avoiding his or her constituents, that’s a win. And it matters.

You have already made history. You’ve delayed the confirmation of Trump’s cabinet picks longer than any time in recent history. You stopped the gutting on the congressional ethics office. You’ve made Republicans so nervous about the repeal of the Affordable Care Act that it’s been pushed further and further down the road. You caused an uproar of historic proportions over Trump’s Muslim ban and saved lives and reunited families in the process. You’ve inspired people who have never before taken action to make their voices heard and learn how to do things like check how their members of Congress voted and call them out for it.

We’ll never even know about some of the victories - because those will be the fights that this Administration considered starting and then realized it couldn’t win.

We’re in this together. Every visit. Every call. Every loss. Every win. That’s just what friends do. #StandIndivisible

In solidarity,

The Indivisible Team