someone tell me if there are mistakes cause i'm so tired

wonder (m)

Originally posted by dear0901

summary: that was the snag, the inconvenience if you will, Jeon Jungkook had next to no experience with girls. It was his best friend that insisted on dragging the poor boy from the safety of his dorm and to the nearest frat party. But now Jungkook no longer attended the parties instead taking refuge on your couch. He’d find comfort there, stretched out upon his back with your legs on either side of his body, your fingers threading lazily through his hair. virgin!kook

word count: 6,028

warning: usual filth, basically sex ed with kook

It’s the way he stares. Eyes almost childlike, shining with an innocence so pure and wondrous. Resisting the urge to indulge in such vulnerability becomes a daily fight because you stare too, except it’s not sheer curiosity that is fuelling you, it’s unadulterated lust. A passionate yearning that has your heartbeat racing and skin setting alight, a fire so intense you ponder on whether or not he’d soothe it or ignite it further.

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analienanimeaficionado  asked:

Hello! I really like your blog and was wondering how RFA+Saeran+V would react when they meet MC for the 1st time and realizing that MC is much shorter and younger looking than expected. I was wondering since I'm a 19 yr old girl, 4'11", and get told often that I look 12 and am still given kiddie menus at restaurants lol. You don't have to respond, I just thought this would be a funny scenario since some characters are really tall, thank you!

Haha, some of them would have a huge difference! Hope you like these~


  • This man is really tall
  • When he first met, he kind of looked over your head trying to find you in a crowd
  • He wasn’t taken very aback by your height
  • He think you’re cute being so tiny
  • But you do look very young which could cause trouble if he’s not careful
  • He’s very protective of you with the press, since he doesn’t want you caught up in drama
  • If you try to look a little taller, he’ll give you his opinion on different heels
  • Listens to your rants when others mistake your age
  • Sometimes he’ll take selfies to tease you, since you always end up cut off at first
  • You always have to stand on a table or something
  • Eventually, he just memorizes one specific angles so you can take it together
  • He won’t tease you if you can’t reach things though
  • He’ll get whatever you need, and even shifts things around in his house so you don’t feel bad


  • He’s used to being the shortest in his group of friends
  • He’s still growing though
  • If you feel really insecure about your height, he’ll try to cheer you up
  • “Maybe you’re still growing, like me!”
  • He secretly loves it when you wear oversized sweaters
  • The sweater paws make you look like a cute puppy
  • He likes to give you piggy back rides if you’re tired or want to see over a crowd
  • Your baby face doesn’t faze him that much
  • But if someone else says something to you, he’ll defend you
  • You both have a perfect height difference
  • He can easily rest his arm around you and you fit perfectly against his side
  • Loves to hug you from behind a lot


  • She’s an average height, but still pretty small
  • You guys aren’t that far off which means she has a shopping buddy
  • You and her start going shopping for heels every other week
  • You both fit each other’s clothes decently
  • Hers is a little big on you, but no big deal
  • You actually like wearing her clothes, because you look a lot more mature
  • Her style rubs off on you
  • You look like a child next to her a lot with your baby face
  • She also helps with that since she gives you tips on make up
  • Either way, she doesn’t care how you look
  • Your age is reflected in how you act, and she thinks you’re very wise and caring


  • Talk about height difference
  • He thought you were cute in the chats in the way you talked and acted
  • But seeing you in person, you were so tiny and adorable to him
  • Like with Zen, he was worried you might get caught up in some scandal because you two looked years apart
  • But with his cautious nature and  the fact that the body guards basically hid you, there were no issues
  • He can tell when you’re feeling insecure about your height
  • On those bad days, you’ll end up finding a new pair of heels in your closet
  • Likes to find creative ways to kiss you smoothly
  • He’ll lean down asking you to fix his tie and then just steal a kiss
  • You like it when you’re sitting on one of those tall chairs
  • For once, you can easily kiss or hug him without straining on your toes
  • He makes sure there’s small step stools in every room, just in case you need things from the top shelves
  • You can’t tell whether you find it sweet or not…


  • He figured you were pretty tiny from your background info
  • But for some reason, in person you just seemed so much smaller
  • He actually loves teasing you about it
  • When you reacted negatively to the short jokes, he kinda stopped
  • Still got you in more subtle ways
  • Rests his arm on your head you might have almost killed him
  • Purposely holds things out of reach
  • But he’s still pretty considerate when you can’t reach things in the kitchen or dining room
  • Cuddling is really nice though
  • He’ll come up behind you when you’re sitting on floor and just envelop you in his arms and a blanket
  • One time, you were given a kids menu at a restaurant
  • He was suppressing his laughter when you were trying to explain to the embarrassed waiter
  • But you both colored with the crayons anyway


  • You once told him off for not taking care of himself
  • And he just casually commented
  • “What do know? Aren’t you like 12?”
  • You released some wrath on him until you found out he legit thought you were 12
  • He treated you like a normal adult after that
  • He makes references to your height, but not in a joking way
  • At least, that’s what he says…you never see the smirk he gives after you struggle
  • He’ll unconsciously pat your head as he walks by
  • The worst is when you two are walking
  • It’s so hard to keep up with his long strides
  • Whenever you’re on your tippy toes trying to reach something, he just gets it for you after watching you for a few minutes
  • Mutters “cute” but you never hear it


  • He can’t see very well when you first meet
  • When he moves to place a hand on your shoulder, he accidentally places it on your head
  • He apologizes for it profusely
  • Loves it when you hug him
  • He likes the feeling of your tiny arms around his torso
  • Also likes picking you up and spinning you around if you haven’t seen each other in awhile
  • He usually interrupts people if they start to make a joke about your height or something
  • He actually never realized you had a baby face
  • He was so accustomed to hearing your voice
  • Normally, you two talked about deep things, so he could tell your maturity level
  • Makes up cute nicknames referring to your height

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Baekhyun : Releasing Stress [Scenario; smut]

“Are you kidding me? Again?!” He slammed his files on the table furiously. This was the umpteeth time he’s been correcting their mistakes and they kept making the same mistake - over and over again until he lost count. If he had a gun he’d shoot himself. They were pushing his buttons and pushing him off the edge until he could explode to pieces. “Why can’t any of you do anything right?!” His voice roared so loud - so strong, his secretary gathered the files together nervously. “I’m s-sorry, sir.”

“No, you’re not.” He deadpanned, “If you were, you wouldn’t make any mistakes. Now get the fuck out, I’ll do it - right.”

She nodded once as she turned on her heels quietly but then she remembered something that caused her to spin back around.

“M-Mr. Byun, t-there’s someone who wants to see you.”

“Tell them I’m busy.” He snapped impatiently, not giving her a chance to tell him who it was. “But Mr-”

“I said, tell them, I'm busy. Do I need to repeat myself twice?” He gritted through his teeth, venomous glare piercing through her body and she gulped - nodding twice frantically before she scrambled out of the door. He threw himself on the leather chair before he swung it around so he was facing the glass wall in front of him where he could see the perfect night view - it would only be perfect if he didn’t have to work overtime because of his worker’s mistakes. It was already late at night and all he wanted to do was go home, have his wife in his arms. This was all messing with his head so badly.

“So, you’re too busy until you can’t make time for me?” A voice spoke up at the door and he swore, he felt his heart skipping a beat. He shot up from the chair to spin around, seeing a goddess by the door frame with a black strapless dress hugging around her body nicely that covered up to her knees. “H-Hey…” His voice was suddenly so soft, in contrast to how he shouted at his secretary earlier. All anger that flushed through his veins was replaced with soft kisses planting all over his body the moment he heard and saw his angel standing there with a warm smile.

Indeed, she was his wife - the one and only.

She closed the door behind her and locked it as she made her way towards him. He fell down onto his chair again, contented this time as she settled down on his lap, legs crossed sideways as her arms naturally crawled around his neck, as his hands greedily planted on her waist. “What are you doing here…?” He asked quietly when she pressed her forehead against his, staring at one another.

“You want me gone?” She raised an eyebrow in amusement and he shook his head tiredly, “God no. You being here actually keeps me sane…”

She frowned softly when she noticed how stressed he was and how incredibly tired he’s become over the few days.

Which leads to why she was here.

“Baek,” She whispered hotly into his ears and his eyes snapped open. He felt this twitch in his pants the moment she shifted on his lap until she was straddling on him. “Y-Yes…?” He croaked out nervously - hoping he was right when she bit his earlobe gently. “I know you’ve been tired and busy lately, but can you spare me some time?”

He nodded his head without hesitation and closed his eyes with a soft hiss when she loosened his tie. She then stood up from his lap, turning him and the chair around as she sat down on the table with her legs crossed, his chair in facing of her and his legs spread out. His hands rested on the arm rest as she pulled him by his tie to slam her lips against his. He got up from his chair, kicking it behind as he settled in between her legs, hands trailing up her thighs until they rested on her frame.

His hands needily reached to the back where he gave her ass a harsh squeeze, causing her to gasp so that his tongue could easily enter her mouth. She moaned quietly, arms wounding around his neck when his lips massaged hers, tongue occasionaly gliding against hers as he did what he did - he needed this so much.

Her hands then framed his cheeks, pushing his head away so she could look at him. The two panted heavily, but he lunged forward to devour her lips hungrily for more. “Baek,” She managed to speak in between his kisses - they were addictive and passionate but she needed to do what she planned on doing for him. “Hmm?” He hummed on her lips, not being able to stop himself as his hands ran up and down her sweet body, groping her breasts from time to time.

She found the strength to hold onto his face again, stopping him in time as she whispered on his lips, “Let me do the work.”

He swore he felt his boner getting harder as he stared at the lust clouding in her eyes. She smirked and he was left in a daze when all of a sudden, he was back on the chair with her kneeling down before him. He even helped her with yanking his pants and boxers down - kicking them aside to leave his hard on jutting out proudly. She licked her lips and he leaned back against the chair with his hands clutching onto the arm rest when her delicate hands wrapped around his member.

His head fell back in bliss when she gave him a harsh pump, dragging her hand agonizingly from the tip to the base and all over again until he was grunting in pleasure. The waves of ecstasy took over Baekhyun as his eyes snapped open to see that she had taken him in her mouth - inch by inch as much as she could until it reached her limit. He was overwhelmed by the sudden warmness that wrapped around him that he couldn’t help but let out strings of profanities - all containing words to describe how deliciously good she was making him feel. Her wet muscle expertly teased him before she started to rush straight to the point. From a slow pace of bobbing her head up and down on his member, it picked up the pace when his moans got more erotic, more arousing.

“Fuck, babe. I’m going to-!”

Another hum from her and he felt himself twitch as he desperately released into her mouth - he thought it was impossible to feel more turned on but he stand corrected the moment he looked down on her with his eyes half-opened as she sucked him clean, pulling his member out of her mouth. She licked the corner of her lips in a seductive manner and he felt himself getting hard again. “Come here.” He growled, yanking her down until she straddled on his lap with either sides of her legs beside his as her dress rode up her thighs - giving him a perfect view of what’s hidden from him.

“You look fucking sexy.” He hissed as his hands held onto the hem of her dress. “But you look sexier without anything on.”

With that, his hands almost immediately pulled the dress off her and her arms raised up to aid him as he did so. He let the clothing slip through his fingers when she was already bare to his view - no undergarments, nothing. He licked his lips that were suddenly so dry. “You planned this, didn’t you?”

“Guilty as charged.” Her voice was hoarse and he smirked, leaning down as he took one side in his mouth while his other hand pinched the bud of the other side, causing a moan that emitted from her mouth to shoot through his ears - turning him on even more. Her voice alone could pleasure him in ways he’d never thought was possible. He hungrily sucked, giving bites and his hand, kneaded and pinched occasionally - driving her off the edge with what he was doing to her body.

“B-Baekhyun!” Her moans grew more amative as her hands clutched onto his shoulders tight.

He gave one last lick on the tip and one light pinch before he pulled away to smirk at her. Her hands impatiently reached to undo his tie, slipping it off him as she threw it over her shoulder. He loved it whenever she got impatient - that little lip bite she’d always do, he found it endearing. “Babe,”

“Huh?” She replied blankly, hands focusing on unbuttoning his shirt and he smiled. He brushed her hands off as he leaned his back off the chair a little and his hands gripped onto the hem of his dress shirt, taking it off his body effortlessly and his well-defined body came to view. “Tempting enough for you?” He teased, hands holding onto her waist and she smiled. “Of course.”

He leaned forward as he kissed her lips, wanting to taste her more as well as luring her away from what he was going to do but probably, she already knows. His grip on her waist grew tighter as he lifted her up, slowly lowering her down into his length. Her hands found their way to the back of the chair as she gripped onto it tight with a soft hiss as he stretched her. Trying to distract the pain she was feeling, his lips attached themselves onto her neck as he sucked tenderly, licking and biting on her sweet spot, causing her to whimper in delight.

When the pain was easily replaced with pleasure, she brought her head beside his to whisper hotly into his ears, “Move, Baek.”

On command, he raised her up to slam her back down, sending sparks of rapture to spread through their veins almost too soon. In a heartbeat, their movements started to match as she rose up and down emphatically with the help of his hands on her waist as she did so - it felt so deliciously good each time he rocked his hips to match her movements as their speed increased. 

Impatiently, Baekhyun groped onto her ass, carrying her up as he cleared everything on his table to let her back lie down. 

“Baek,” She breathed out when she felt her back against the wooden table. “Come now.” He demanded, pulling out of her as he surged forward forcefully to bury himself deeper into her that she cried out in pleasure, hands gripping onto the edge of the table as he pounded into her recklessly until her knuckles were turning white.

In that moment of bliss, a grunted moan left his mouth while a soft whimper left hers when they reached their climax together, his hot juice flowing in her as hers mixed together with his. He bent down to wrap his arms around her back as he lifted her up until her arms wounded around his neck and she was leaning against him for support - he could tell he was rougher than he usually was tonight.

“Sorry.” He apologized sincerely as he planted a kiss on her shoulder.

“Don’t apologize,” She managed to breathe out tiredly, arms trying to hug him tighter. “That was amazing.”

He couldn’t help but smile as his arms wounded around her waist. “Are you heading home now?” His voice was soft as he drew circles on her waist to ease the pain as he felt like he gripped on too tight.

She shook her head and his eyebrows knitted when she leaned away to press her forehead against his. 

“You clearly need someone to help you with your work. I think I can help without you wanting to strangle me too much.”


The smile she had on her face made him grin from ear to ear as he pecked her lips, his hand reaching up to brush strands of her slightly sweaty hair away from her beautiful face, “Thanks, love.”

House of Cards | two

Originally posted by jeonilys

genre: angst, fluff

word count: 9k

preview, one

It was the first time that Jungkook was happy to say goodbye to his mother. He hated it, being away from her, so much that he even stayed home for another week. But he could barely wait to get back home, to college, to Yoona.

Being away from her was harder than what he thought it would be. The two of them had gotten pretty attached during the period they were doing the project and it was even worse when they started to date. All Jungkook wanted to do was to be around her the whole time. He wanted to hug her where people could see, wanted to shout from the rooftops that they were together.

He missed her smile, her laugh, the little pout she made whenever she wasn’t having her way.

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Pretending (AU)

Amy Santiago isn’t one for telling lies – especially when it comes to lying to her mother. But when the latter pays her a visit for the weekend and starts telling her about a guy she wants to set her up with less than five minutes after she’s arrived, and her roommate happens to appear in the room at the exact same time, she isn’t really thinking when she lets the words out.

“Mom, this is Jake… my boyfriend.”

College Roommates/Fake Dating AU.

A/N: This is my first attempt at writing some Peraltiago AU, and also one of my first attempts at writing for them at all, so… I just hope it won’t be too bad and you’ll like it :)

Plus that’s literally the longest thing I’ve ever written in English, whose not my mother tongue, in my whole life, so… even though I rewrote and re-read this I’m sure I left some mistakes unfixed. And maybe that’s not as “smooth” as it could be, but I’m still figuring out my writing style when it comes to do so in English so the longer it gets, the harder it becomes for me. That’s why, if someone would actually be interested in being my beta-reader for possible future works… I’d love to have one! And since I’m still quite new here that could be a good way to meet people also :3

Read it on (along with my first 2 attemps at writing for this fandom, even though I’m not really proud of them tbh haha) or under the cut!

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Blue Neighbourhood sentence starters
  • "You were trying to wear me down."
  • "I guess it's all working out now."
  • "There's still too long to the weekend."
  • "Too long since I've been a fool."
  • "Never knew loving could hurt this good."
  • "When you look like that, I've never ever wanted to be so bad."
  • "You're driving me wild."
  • "You're all I think about."
  • "Kiss me on the mouth and set me free."
  • "I can be the subject of your dreams."
  • "Don't you want to see a man up close?"
  • "Kiss me on the mouth and set me free, but please don't bite."
  • "You can coax the cold right out of me."
  • "I'm pulling on your heart to push my luck."
  • "Who's got any time for growin' up?"
  • "I am tired of this place."
  • "I hope people change."
  • "I need time to replace what I gave away."
  • "My hopes, they are high, I must keep them small."
  • "Though I try to resist, I still want it all."
  • "Everything is shattering and it's my mistake."
  • "Only fools fall for you."
  • "Our lives don't collide, I'm aware of this."
  • "I don't give a fuck, I'm not giving up, I still want it all."
  • "My home has never felt this far."
  • "All this driving is driving me crazy."
  • "All this moving is proving to get the best of me."
  • "Take me back to the basics and the simple life."
  • "Tell me all of the things that make you feel at ease."
  • "I can't help feeling like I'm all alone."
  • "I never ever thought that I would say, I'm afraid of the life that I've made."
  • "I'd rather be spitting blood than have this silence fuck me up."
  • "I'd rather be black and blue than accept that you withdrew."
  • "Just tell me... say anything."
  • "Anything hurts less than the quiet."
  • "I used to be the one you'd come to when it'd all go to shit."
  • "I don't wanna walk away, but you left me no choice."
  • "Only talking to myself here."
  • "I don't keep love around."
  • "When we tried it, we were a fire with no smoke."
  • "When I close my eyes, I still see your ghost."
  • "'Distance makes the heart grow fonder', said by someone stronger than me."
  • "I wanna sleep next to you, but that's all I wanna do right now."
  • "I wanna come home to you."
  • "I'd rather fuel a fantasy than deal with this alone."
  • "I wanna hold hands with you."
  • "I wanna get close to you 'cause your hands and lips still know their way around."
  • "The less time that I spend with you, the less you need to heal."
  • "I'm not the one, if we're honest."
  • "I was just trying to be cool."
  • "I was just trying to be like you."
  • "I'm a spark and you're a boom."
  • "What am I supposed to do?"
  • "I love, but I don't."
  • "I'm lying through my teeth."
  • "Without changing a part of me, how do I get to heaven?"
  • "All my time is wasted feeling like my heart's mistaken."
  • "What if we run away?"
  • "My youth is yours."
  • "As the smile fell from your face, I fell with it."
  • "The truth is that I'm sorry."
  • "I'm just some dumb kid trying to kid myself that I got my shit together."
  • "So go... before I start to miss any part of this and change my mind."
  • "I'm just a lost boy not ready to be found."
  • "We knew from the beginning that this wasn't never ending."
  • "Shouldn't stay too long 'cause we're both too young to give into forever."
  • "So what are you waiting for, 'cause someone could love you more."
  • "We are runnin' so fast and we never look back."
  • "Whatever I lack, you make up."
  • "We make a really good team."
  • "We got this crazy chemistry between us."
  • "Making new clichés on our own little tour."
  • "You don't have to say I love you to say I love you."
  • "Don't need money, all I need is you."
  • "We try staying up late, but we both are light weights."
  • "Yeah we get off our face too easy."
  • "We take jokes way too far."
  • "Sometimes living's too hard."
  • "We're like two halves of one heart."
  • "All I need is you."
  • "We can get married tonight if you really wanna."
  • "If you break this lil' heart, it'd be an honor."
  • "The boys fix their cars and girls eat it up."
  • "Loving's so good when love is young."
  • "There's so much history in these streets."
  • "There's so much history in my head; the people I've left, the ones that I've kept."
  • "Have you heard me on the radio? Did you turn it up?"
  • "It seems I'm never letting go of suburbia."
  • "Can't help but feel I've lost what's mine."
  • "They all say that nothing ever changes."
  • "Scared, my love, you'll go."
  • "Too good to be good for me."
  • "It's just for tonight."
  • "I'm wasted on you."
  • "Life, it's hard, I know."
  • "All your lights are red, but I'm green to go."
  • "Used to see you high, now you're only low."
  • "Anything it takes to make you stay."
  • "Only seeing myself when I'm looking up at you."
  • "I can't say no."
  • "Swore I'd never lose control."
  • "I fell in love with a heart that beats so slow."
  • "I know you're seeing black and white, so I'll paint you a clear blue sky."
  • "I just wanna be at the start of after loving you."
  • "I can't outrun what's coming after me."
  • "Tell me how I'm gonna feel less secure when I look at you."

anonymous asked:

Any more boomer headcannons? Thanks ily

YA’LL DO KNOW THAT DIGGER IS MY HUSBAND?  I could talk about him for hours and hours  💖 Golly gosh so thank you for this omg ily2

Originally posted by heartofdevastation

More Captain Boomerang Head Cannons!

(Here is a link to the first set I did in case ya’ll haven’t read them) 💖

  • He is a lot more intelligent than he comes off
  • Like, man is a fucking genius!  How do you think he comes up with all of these robbery plans and never gets caught? 
  • Breaking into some of these places includes WEEKS of planning and preparation!  He has to figure out the best way to evade security guards, how to get past the alarm system (which includes doing some intense computer work/hacking), plus he has to consider the best escape route - He can’t exactly just walk down the street with a giant duffle bag of stolen goodies!
  • Is actually a computer genius
  • Honestly, Digger could probably figure out a way to check his email from an old broken Game boy Advance SP he found in a dumpster
  • Reasons Digger has an email: 1) Sell some of the jewels he steals and needs an email to strike up deals/negotiate payment or swap locations, 2) He has an account so he can buy his goddamn Timtams, 3) To get his monthly news-letter of fan club
  • When he is tired the man will literally fall asleep anywhere
  • Like, one time he fell asleep in a goddamn dumpster while he was hiding from the authorities after he had accidentally triggered the alarm, which is a very rare thing for him to do but his is human baby boy makes mistakes and had to wait it out until the coast was clear
  • He is the kind of dude that will just be sitting on a bench at a public park, the weather nice and JUST right, next thing you know he’s asleep sitting up just sleeping away
  • lets be honest he is always on the move so he hardly gets a REAL good night of sleep so baby is always a little tired
  • Digger totally snores js
  • Probably talks in his sleep too, hell, he fights in his sleep!
  • Say you’re his s/o and ya’ll are all snuggled into bed and he fell into a deep deep sleep, but you were like watching a movie or something so you’re still awake, and all of a sudden you notice him start tossing and turning and breathing a little faster - but you don’t wanna wake him up just yet in case it passes quickly, and then BAM he just starts erratically punching the air in front of him and yelling like he’s in a fist fight… So yea, a sleep fighter omg
  • Will totally wake up his s/o up in the middle of the night for some midnight fun (;
  • Like, even if it is like 4 AM and you’ve been sleeping for hours, his annoying ass will start rubbing your sides and nibbling your neck to wake ya up
  • “Awwh, common now Sheila, play with me I ain’t gettin’ a wink of sleep..”
  • But it’s okay cause he’ll do all the work he just needed permission first 
  • Really likes big block buster action films tbh
  • Face/Off is his all time favorite movie
  • Also really likes Michael Bay movies
  • Pretty much any movie with tits and explosions are his thing lmao
  • Yea, he’s a bit rude but he is an EXCELLENT customer
  • Like, when he goes to eat at a diner late at night (Like a Waffle House or some shit) he’ll just sit quietly and eat his meal and will leave the nice waitress like a $200 tip if he liked the service
  • Probably only has like, 4 outfits, and they the same variation of the same one
  • Really loves his look - Like, the way his facial hair is shaped and his ‘edgy’ hair cut and thinks he is the epitome of cool
  • Like, if he can’t find some place to crash (Like, idk, there aren’t any rooms at the local motel if he is in a smaller town) he’d totally just hook up with some chick at a bar and crash at her place
  • Low-key thinks he could get into anyone’s pants if he really wanted too
  • It would take a REALLY strong and feisty person to ever make a honest man out of Mr. Harkness
  • He doesn’t think he’s worthy of a long term relationship, so he’s sort of a man-whore
  • Like, it’d have to be someone who can keep up with him mentally (Because he is SUPER smart and over analyzes everything) as well as be able to put up with his shit
  • He needs someone who will not be afraid to punch him square in the fucking jaw for being a dickweed but will also be understanding when he didn’t mean to fuck up - there’s a difference between being an intention ass and fucking up
  • Digger needs someone strong spirited and independent but also understanding and sweet
  • Digger needs someone who can take his bitching and moaning without getting their feelings hurt but can also grab him by the balls and tell him to literally shut the fuck up
  • When Digger falls for someone, he falls with every thing he’s got
  • He’ll daydream about that person, in the not so innocent of ways, and imagine what life would be like with them… Ya know, he he could have that type of life 
  • Like I said before in my first round head Boomie head cannons, he regrets his criminal life style and would like nothing more than to give it all away and live a quiet domestic life back in his home country and be at peace
  • He wishes he could just have an good hard working job and make an honest living
  • He wishes he could find that special someone in a normal yet charming way, bumping into them by accident in the street or in college (which he wished he had been able to do), and falling in love and having the cliche yet oh so wonderful experience of giving yourself completely to that person
  • He wishes he could get down on one knee and ask that person, who he would love with all his heart, to marry him and be his forever
  • He wishes he could settle down with that person and be a Father to his own children, a good father - Like the one he never had growing up 
  • He wishes he could have those quiet Sunday mornings where they all eat breakfast together at the table and listen as his children babble and grow to love each other so much
  • He wishes he could change… How he could take it all back and start anew..
  • But he’s made his peace with his life, no matter how much he regrets and woeful thoughts go through his head on some cold nights when he’s alone in some shit motel room surrounded in things he’s not earned but things he’s taken from others
  • He is what he is, he knows what he knows, and he’ll never stop, no matter how much it hurts

So hello there. I got very excited by the Reverse Robin AU prompt I got this morning that I sort of wrote an even longer companion piece to go with it? I wanted to squeeze this bit into the original but it ended up being too involved and didn’t fit the tone. Soooo I ignored the prompts I still have left to do and wrote this. Sorry I’m a terrible person. I do hope you read it and enjoy.

 Batman gets a surprise visit from his undead little brother

                                                   Comes Around

He knew being Batman would be difficult and Damian was smart enough to realize the burdens that came with the cape and cowl would be more than physical. But he had underestimated just how strenuous maintaining the mantle would be. It’s almost 5 am, Dick is upstairs, hopefully, asleep and Pennyworth is probably getting some well-deserved rest as well. It’s only at times like this, that he allows himself to feel the weight and tragedy of the Batman name.

And he finds himself during these times, curiously enough, missing his Father desperately. These periods of unexpected grief are becoming more frequent, ironically, as Damian becomes more settled into his role as Batman. Because as similar as he and his father could be, he just wasn’t the Batman like Father had been. Back when he’d been an angry young man, there had been times in fits of rage when he’d wished his father’s death. Now, nearly a year after the man’s passing, Damian realizes just how much he’d come to rely on that stern and steady presence in his life.

Sometimes he even thinks about what he would give to have just a few more hours, a few minutes even, with his father again. He wants to ask how he coped with the darkness the cowl brought, ask if he’s doing a good job with Dick, raising him into a man they all could be proud of. He wants to know what to do about Drake who still won’t make his presence known or how to keep Todd from phasing out of the family entirely. Mostly he wants to know if, despite everything Damian has done in and out of costume, if Father ever truly loved him? Or if he had taken his son in out of guilt and put up with him in exchange for a partner in his never-ending war on crime.

“Power is a burden isn’t it?” A quiet but steady voice says, echoing ominously through the cave system and making it impossible to locate. Damian stands up, all senses on alert as he locks down the Cave and, more importantly, all entrances to the Manor above. “You strived for the cowl all your life but the reward wasn’t as sweet as you were hoping, was it big brother?”

“Drake?” Damian demands hearing his own astonishment thrown back at him by the walls of the Cave. Former Robin, Tim Drake, had died tragically young and been resurrected years ago by his Grandfather out of some misplaced delusion that he could use the boy’s brilliance against the family. But Drake was always a wily one, more so after death, and after getting every bit of skill and training from the Demon’s Head: Tim had disappeared into the ether. His ghost had hung over the family for years but as the Red Hood, he’d been Gotham’s most dangerous, and most mysterious, criminal vigilante. Hood worked behind the curtain, manipulating small time crooks into killing others and using his computer talents to snatch up their leftover assets. He’d been Batman’s greatest mystery for years before a tip from Talia revealed who was really behind the hood and threw the already fracturing family into a downward spiral.

But even after his identity was revealed to them, Drake still kept his distance. He made no moves to contact anyone and seemingly had no concern for all the death and destruction he’d caused in the underworld. The only time he’d communicated with them had been via a simple handwritten note, forgiving Batman for not saving him but not understanding why the man refused to change his methods to suit the growing unrest in the city. In the note, he promised to do what Batman could not, he promised to save Gotham City from itself by cutting down every lowlife who threatened her. He’d signed his name at the bottom, though the ink was blurred and smeared by the time they’d arrived at the scene; the congealing blood from the Joker’s dead body having stained the bottom half of the note.

“Wow, you really have taken up the title of the World’s Greatest Detective,” Drake drolls in that patronizing, sarcastic way that had so aggravated Damian back when he’d first been introduced to the shy new Robin. “You never were as good as the old man though, it must kill you to know that even with him out of way, you’re still struggling to claw your way out of his shadow.” Damian clenches his fists painfully at the too-true remarks before stepping away from the computer and towards the center of the Cave. There was no point in trying to locate him; Drake had been evading the collective family for half a decade, he knew how to stay hidden. And besides, Damian deserved this; after all,  the boy’s death was just as much his fault as it was Father’s.

He’d known how emotionless and distant the Bat could be and how damaging that attitude would be for a scared, neglected boy who would do anything for his heroes. And instead of helping Tim, giving him the attention and care he’d deserved, Damian had pushed his buttons and behaved cruelly out of anger and jealously that he’d been so easily replaced. The combined treatment had driven Drake to attempt to prove himself by concocting a crazy plan to capture the Joker which had ended with his death. There were few things Damian regretted more in his life than his sickening abuse of a lonely, but ultimately good, kid. Whatever reason Drake was here for, Damian knew it was well-deserved and he would take his punishment with dignity. He was at least assured that Drake wouldn’t harm Dick, Pennyworth or the others; the Tim knew what it was like to be injured without cause.

“You’re still so brave Damian; it’s what I always admired about you. You weren’t always fair or even kind, but you’re willing to stand up for what you believed in.” The disembodied voice answers.

“What do you want Drake, or should I call you Hood now? You’ve had years to get your revenge, revenge that you have earned, so why here? Why now? You missed your opportunity with Father, Darkseid beat you to it. So tell me, before you do whatever you came here for, why does my younger brother call on me now?” Damian says with no waver in his voice, all he has is the guilt that unintentionally helped someone he cared for end their life and the knowledge that he has done everything in his power since then to make up for it. He straightens his back, squares his shoulders and readies himself for the price he must pay for the sins of his youth.

“I’ve seen you with him, with Richard, sometimes with Jason too.” Drake says quietly after a minute. His voice is closer now, coming from somewhere behind Damian but the man doesn’t turn to look. “You look at them with such care and fondness. I’ve seen them both mess up more times than I can count, but you’re always there to save them, to chastise them so they won’t repeat my mistakes.” The unspoken words hang in the air between them, the whispers of a relationship that could have been, a desperate love that was freely given but met with spite. Damian often reflected on the man Tim would have become had Damian been gentler with him. He wonders if they’d have been close, if they would have been brothers. But it wasn’t meant to be, they’d been different people back then, they’d just come across each other at the wrong time.

“Because I love them Tim, just as I loved you,” Damian responds softly, knowing that his brother can hear him regardless. “I was angry at Father for replacing me just months after I quit, for heaping praise upon you when I could hardly get an acknowledgement. When you died, I realized that my selfishness had consequences. I did my best to guide the others, to be there for them in ways I wasn’t for you. I live my life so no one else need suffer because of my actions. It does not change what I did or what you did, but it is the truth.” The chair behind him squeaks loudly, too loud to have been anything but deliberate and Damian turns and looks at his brother for the first time in 5 years.

It shouldn’t be a shock that he’s older, but it is. Tim’s once childishly round face is gaunt and angled by age and hardships. It’s hard to tell with him sitting in the chair but it’s obvious he’s grown taller too, not much, but enough to separate him from the boy he was. His eyes are sharp, steel blue that has been tempered and burn half-crazed, bright like cinders. He’s pale, paler than Damian remembers him being, he’s thin and tired looking with his slightly too long hair and oversized sweater. Drake gives him a few minutes to drink in the sight before smirking.

“Bruce is alive,” he states simply. “I was always suspicious of his death at Darkseid’s hand; it was too neat, too perfect. You may have noticed my decreased activity in Gotham the last few months, that’s because I’ve been all around the world, following the clues from Paris to Iraq.” He folds his long fingers together and leans his chin on top of them. “Bruce isn’t dead, he’s trapped in time and I can get him back.”

“Tim,” Damian says in a daze, feeling too many things at once that he can only just stand there and shake his head like a fool. “But why?” He eventually manages to ask amid all the thoughts. Tim shrugs, leaning back in the chair that is far too big for him but it still feels like he’s completely in control.

“Because, terrible or not, he was my father and a terrible parent is better than absent ones.” His lids drop as he tilts his head and studies him. “And because, against my better judgment, I find myself missing this home, this family. I see that you’ve made this into a better home and I want it to stay that way for the new Robins.” Tim stands with all the elegance of a cat and walks over to Damian until he’s mere feet from him. “I’ve made progress in Gotham, no matter you and Bruce’s antiquated morals say, I won’t give that up, but I might be willing to compromise. Together, we can get Bruce back, we keep the kids safe, we try again to be a family and make things right.” He extends his hand. “What do you say?”

Damian knows what Father’s answer would be. He’d refuse anything but Drake’s complete submission, force the boy to conform to his world view or risk being ostracized forever. But Damian has grown tired of maintaining Batman’s rigid set of rules, and Drake is right in that Gotham has outgrown certain aspects of Batman’s code. He doesn’t like that his brother is a killer, that he’s basically taken control of all the notable criminals within city limits. But that doesn’t mean he’s any less his brother or that Damian has missed him any less. When they bring Father back, he’s sure there’s going to be a very loud, very angry conversation. But for now, they can negotiate. He grasps Tim’s hand.

“Show me what you’ve got.”

this probably doesn’t even make sense but i’ll leave it here anyway

Baby steps

Jun/Joshua, Fluff

963 words

Jeonghan was Joshua’s best friend ever since he moved from the States to attend uni in Seoul two years ago. He was a nervous wreck when he first arrived, not being familiar with the language yet, even though he spoke Korean with his parents at home. He couldn’t read or write properly so he asked Jeonghan for help after he met him in one of his classes.

They were pretty much inseparable since then. That is until Jun came into the picture. Jeonghan and Joshua met him when he transferred from China in his second year. Joshua really liked him but he couldn’t help but be jealous every time Jeonghan and Jun hung out without him. It wasn’t that they didn’t invite him to come along, but he was so busy with work and assignments that he had to decline their offers a few too many times. Joshua even thought Jun liked Jeonghan, like more than a friend. But he couldn’t be sure so he never said anything about it to any of them.

All three of them were now on the night bus, going back home after seeing a local band play at a bar downtown. Jeonghan got off at his station, told them goodnight and headed home. Jun and Joshua still had 15 minutes to go and it was awkward to say the least. They got along just fine when Jeonghan was with them, but once they were left alone they couldn’t keep a conversation going. It was expected of Joshua, since he was a little more shy and reserved, but it was really unusual for Jun, who was always loud and talkative.

It wasn’t the first time this happened, so Joshua decided to confront Jun.

‘Hey, do you like me?’

Jun turned to face Joshua. ‘What?’ He looked surprised. Shocked even.

‘I’m just asking. You don’t really seem to like me. Is it something I did? Because if it is I think we should talk about it.’

‘Oh…’ Joshua wondered why he sounded so disappointed.

‘I mean you don’t seem to have a problem with Jeonghan. You get along with him just fine. More than fine actually.’ Joshua couldn’t believe he just said that.


‘Is that all you have to say?’

‘Do you think I like Jeonghan? As in really like him? Because I don’t. Like him. No.’

‘Ok. So you just have a problem with me.’

‘NO. That’s not what I meant. Jesus…’

‘What then?’

‘I like you, okay? I don’t like Jeonghan. I like you.

Joshua’s eyes widened. That’s not what he was expecting. Far from it. Just as he was about to say something he realised that was their stop. They had to get off the bus now. He didn’t know if he was thankful for the interruption or not. Did Jun actually like him? Did he like Jun, though? He was a little more nervous than usual when he was around Jun, but did he like him?

They were on the sidewalk now, facing each other in silence. He wasn’t sure what to say. What if Jun just said that to get him off his back?

Jun looked at him. ‘Umm…You don’t have to say anything. I’ll, um, go home. See you around.’

That’s when Joshua realised he liked Jun all along. He was just blinded by jealousy. Of Jun or of Jeonghan? He couldn’t be sure now. ‘Wait. Jun.’

He turned back hesitantly. ‘Yeah?’

‘Do you wanna, maybe, walk me home?’

‘Look, you don’t have to do this just because you feel bad about not feeling the same way. I’m a big boy, I can handle rejection. Good night, Joshua.’

Before he could say anything else, Jun was already on his way. Why couldn’t he just tell Jun how he felt when he had the chance? Stupid. Now he let Jun walk away and he wasn’t sure if he could ever bring it up again.

He texted Jeonghan on his way home, telling him what happened. Not even a minute later, he felt his phone vibrate. Jeonghan.

‘What’s up with you? Why didn’t you put him out of his misery already? He’s been talking about you for weeks now. Do you even know how tiring it is to hear someone talk about how awesome and perfect and cute your best friend is? And did you seriously think he liked me? Oh my God you are so oblivious it really is adorable.’

‘Shut up. You’re not helping.’

‘Do me a favour and just call him.’

Did Jeonghan just hang up on him? Why did he even call him in the first place? Couldn’t he just text him like a normal person if he wasn’t about to actually let him reply? But he had a point. Jun liked him, he liked Jun. It was now or never.

He dialled his number and waited. What if Jun didn’t want to talk to him? Why wasn’t he replying? Maybe he changed his mind. Maybe he realised he didn’t actually…


Oh, crap. He answered. What should he say now? Come on, Joshua, say something.

‘Hey.’ Great…

‘Did you call to make fun of me? Cause I’d rather you didn’t.’

‘No. Why would I do that? That’s not why I called.’

‘Why did you then?’

‘I like you too. You didn’t really give me the chance to say it back earlier so I’m saying it now.’

‘Okay…’ He sounded bashful but Joshua could hear the smile in his voice.

‘So do you wanna ditch Jeonghan tomorrow and hang out? Just us? You could actually walk me home this time?’

‘That sounds good. Yeah. We could do that. I’m all for it.’

‘See you tomorrow then. Good night, Jun.’

‘Good night.’

Joshua thought he should listen to Jeonghan more often.

anonymous asked:

regarding graceland, i notice how much you hate pike (i do too) but you only ever point out how paige was abusive. what are your thoughts on what mike said to her about the fox? (how basically he was the fox and she was just the leg that he needed to chew off) personally, it made me lose a lot of respect for him and it really upset me.

i want to start out by saying that it’s very good that you want to hold people accountable for their actions, but i disagree with you about mike in this scene (his reaction being bad or wrong or upsetting or abusive), and here is why

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Marina & The Diamonds sentence starters
  • "The good are never easy, the easy never good."
  • "Love... it never happens like you think it really should."
  • "Deception and perfection are wonderful traits."
  • "I don't belong to anyone."
  • "They call me homewrecker."
  • "We're all very lovely 'til we get to know each other."
  • "We're all very lovely 'til we get to know each other, as we stop becoming friends and we start becoming lovers."
  • "I'm only happy when I'm on the run."
  • "I break a million hearts just for fun."
  • "I guess you could say that my life's a mess."
  • I guess you could say that my life's a mess, but I'm still looking pretty in this dress."
  • "I'm the image of deception."
  • "Instead of love and trust and laughter what you get is happy never after."
  • "Deep down, all you want is love."
  • "We cannot escape the past, so you and I will never last."
  • "Don't get on my bad side, I can work a gun."
  • "Hop into the backseat, baby, I'll show you some fun."
  • "These people are weird in here."
  • "Just because you know my name, doesn't mean you know my game."
  • "I'm in the wrong place."
  • "I'm a fucking wild card."
  • "All I know is I cannot pretend."
  • "I wanna be immortal."
  • "I wanna live forever in your heart."
  • "We'll always be together, from the end to the start."
  • "When you love somebody, they'll always leave too soon."
  • "I wanna mean something to somebody else."
  • "The only thing that doesn't die is love."
  • "They say you used to be so kind."
  • "I never knew you had such a dirty mind."
  • "You're just a little bit too much like me."
  • "I wanna tell you a secret."
  • "You can take your double standard, love, and keep it."
  • "Won't you quit your crying? I can't sleep."
  • "I want to wipe out all the sad ideas that come to me when I am holding you."
  • "People are staring, time to go quick."
  • "Can't let your cold heart be free."
  • "I wanna erase every nasty thought that bugs me every day of every week."
  • "You never told me what it was that made you strong and what it was that made you weak."
  • "I know that I can’t have it all."
  • "I know I’m playing with your heart."
  • "I could treat you better but I’m not that smart."
  • "It isn’t fair and it isn’t right to lead you on like it’s all alright."
  • "You still mean everything to me, but I wanna be free."
  • "I'll ruin you."
  • "I’ve been doing things I shouldn’t do."
  • "It’s difficult to move on."
  • "You still can’t look me in the eye."
  • "I’ve had my share of beautiful men."
  • "I’m still young and I wanna love again."
  • "Babe, I’m gonna ruin you if you let me stay."
  • "It doesn’t feel fair then I’m planning to move on and you’re still standing there."
  • "Easy to be sleazy when you've got a filthy mind."
  • "Girls are not meant to fight dirty."
  • "Is there any possibility you'll quit gossiping about me?"
  • "I’m sick and tired of all your preaching."
  • "I know you only want to own me."
  • "You tell me one thing and do another."
  • "I live my life in bitterness and fill my heart with emptiness."
  • "There is no crime in being kind."
  • "Not everyone is out to screw you over."
  • "You don't have to live your life in fear."
  • "I wanna feel like I am floating."
  • "I'm done with tryin' to have it all and endin' up with not much at all."
  • "All I ever wanted was the world."
  • "I can't help that I need it all."
  • "You say that I'm kinda difficult, but it's always someone else's fault."
  • "Got you wrapped around my finger, babe."
  • "You can count on me to misbehave."
  • "Would you do anything for me?"
  • "I know I've got a big ego, I really don't know why it's such a big deal, though."
  • "I wanna be adored."
  • "Take a picture, I'm with the boys."
  • "Get what I want 'cause I ask for it. Not because I'm really that deserving of it."
  • "In the lime light I want to stay."
  • "Anything for the crown."
  • "I’m not yours to keep."
  • "You don’t know me that well."
  • "All my life I’ve been so lonely."
  • "We come alone and alone we die."
  • "Don’t care if you think I’m dumb, I don’t care at all."
  • "I’m the girl you’d die for."
  • "I’ll chew you up and I’ll spit you out 'cause that’s what young love is all about."
  • "I met a boy. He made my dull heart light up with joy."
  • "We fell apart."
  • "I think you're gonna be my biggest fan."
  • "Nothing is provocative anymore."
  • "Question what the TV tells you, question what a pop star sells you."
  • "Question mom and question dad, question good and question bad."
  • "You're never gonna love me, so what's the use?"
  • "What's the point in playing a game you're gonna lose?"
  • "You're too proud to say that you've made a mistake."
  • "You're a coward 'til the end."
  • I don't wanna admit that we're not gonna fit."
  • "I'm not the type that you like."
  • "I can't let you go."
  • "I just want it to be perfect... to believe it's all been worth the fight."
  • "You only ever touch me in the dark."
  • "Only if we're drinking can you see my spark."
  • "I wanna stay inside all day."
  • "I want the world to go away."
  • "I wanna drink until I ache."
  • "I wanna make a big mistake."
  • "I wish I wasn’t such a narcissist."
  • "Oh, God! I’m gonna die alone."
  • "Ain’t youth meant to be beautiful?"
  • "Give a little, get a lot. That’s just how you are with love."
  • "You may be good looking, but you’re not a piece of art."
  • "I'm gonna make you fall."
  • "Women and men we are the same, but love will always be a game."
  • "A human vulnerability doesn't mean that I am weak."
  • "I would sell my sorry soul, if I could have it all."
  • "All I really want is to be wonderful."
  • "People in this town, they can be so cruel."
  • "If only you knew, my dear, how I live my life in fear."
  • "Did I really deserve it?"
  • "I haven't lived life, I haven't lived love."
  • "Got bubble wrap around my heart, waiting for my life to start."
  • "I do not give a damn if you don't believe."
  • "It's my problem that I never am happy."
  • "Are you satisfied with an average life?"
  • "Baby, nothing comes for free."
  • "It's my problem if I wanna pack up and run away."
  • "It's my business if I feel the need to smoke and drink and sway."
  • "It's my problem if I have no friends and feel I want to die."
  • "This better be worth my while."
  • "I feel numb most of the time."
  • "I can't open up and cry 'cause I've been silent all my life."
  • "I need a friend."
  • "I'm no good to anyone."
  • "All I care about is being number one."
  • "I lie in bed, I hate my guts."
  • "It only takes two lonely people to fuck love up and make it evil."
  • "It only takes a drop of evil to fuck up two beautiful people."
  • "Candy is dandy, but liquor is quicker."
  • "Every kiss you give me makes me sicker."
  • "You're the best I've ever seen."
  • "Hollywood infected your brain."
  • "You wanted kissing in the rain."
  • "Your mind is just like mine."
  • "Baby, I'm gonna leave you drowning until you reach for my hand."
  • "I'm the one who left you, you're not the one who left me."
  • "I want you to die for my love."
  • "I take one look at you and I grow cold."
  • "Love is all that I fear."
  • "Ready to be let down."
  • "You were embarrassed of me 'cause I used my tongue freely."
  • "She's got all the personality of a lemon that has been truly sucked dry."
  • "You don't know fuck about my family."
  • "Never felt like a princess."
  • "You're hard to hug, tough to talk to."
  • "The only time you open up is when we get undressed."
  • "You don't love me, big fucking deal."
  • "Sometimes I ignore you, so I feel in control."
  • "I adore you, and I can't leave you alone."
  • "Come on, baby, let's just get drunk, forget we don't get on."
  • "Before the start began, I always saw the end."
  • "I wait for you to open up, to give yourself to me, but nothing's ever gonna give."
  • "Just don't get attached to somebody you could lose."
  • "Boys they like a little danger."
  • "I love you... At least I think I do."
  • "Sleep is not my friend."
  • "I go to bed feeling bad, that I'm the reason that you're sad."
  • "Do you want to be with somebody like me?"
  • "I feel like if I'm too kind, then you will only change your mind."
  • "Take advantage of my heart, and I'll go back into the dark."
  • "Love will never be forever, feelings are just like the weather."
  • "You've been acting awful tough lately... but inside, you're just a little baby."
  • "You don't always have to be on top."
  • "Better to be hated than loved for what you're not."
  • "You are not a robot."
  • "You're lovable, so lovable, but you're just troubled."
  • "Guess what? I'm not a robot."
  • "You've been hanging with the unloved kids, who you never really liked and you never trusted."
  • "You are so magnetic."
  • "Don't be so pathetic, just open up."
  • "We’ve broken up and now I regret it."
  • "I said goodbye when I shouldn’t have said it."
  • "No, I don’t love you."
  • "I just want to be held when I’m scared."
  • "Don't do love, don't do friends, I'm only after success."
  • "I just want to make a change."
  • "I know exactly what I want and who I want to be."
  • "If I fail, I'll fall apart."
  • "I feel like I'm the worst, so I always act like I'm the best."
  • "If you are not very careful, your possessions will possess you."
  • "TV taught me how to feel now real life has no appeal."
Advice Regarding Supports from a Salty Support Player (Overwatch Edition)

If You are Not Playing Support

  • Do you see that your support is out of position? Does it look like there’s a chance they might make it out if their team helps? Are you a tank? Then get in there and body block for them. You’re a tank, you can handle it.
  • Asking for heals/shields? Don’t see the support anywhere? Hold tab/whatever those buttons on the console are. They might’ve died or just respawned and are on the way. What’s that? Your support is there and not Lucio? Then ask for heals/shields. Not in their line of sight? THEN GET IN THEIR LINE OF SIGHT DAMMIT MERCY, SYMMETRA AND ZENYATTA DO NOT HAVE AOE HEALS/SHIELDS THEY NEED TO LOOK AT YOU TO HEAL/SHIELD YOU.
  • No healers =/= certain defeat. A competent Symmetra player can give you tons of shields, turn the point or payload into a death trap and still win the game.
  • Need a support and no one else is switching? Then you do it. I don’t care if you’re bad at it; if you really need that support, someone has to grab it. And if it’s gotta be you, then so be it. Hit F1/whatever those buttons on the console are to look at your chosen support’s controls.
  • Always say thank you to your support if they saved you from a situation that almost got you killed.
  • Hold. The fuck. Still. When being healed. I can’t tell you how many times my teammates have died because I’m trying to throw my fucking harmony orb at someone and they keep running around like small children having a sugar rush.
  • Be aware of where your support is and don’t let them out of your sight. ‘Cause I’ve played too many games where an enemy player (usually Reaper or Tracer) has sneaked up behind me, and I’m running around trying to save myself and my team doesn’t fucking notice even though they’re right there.
  • Know that if you act disrespectful towards your support, you are decreasing your chances of being healed/shielded by them. I don’t care if they’re bad, it’s not worth the risk. In fact, while you’re at it, just be respectful to players in general. Toxicity is a waste of time.
  • Don’t complain about the support if you made a stupid decision such as running into a 1v6 fight and dying. That is all on you, not the support.
  • Do not get angry if the support gets play of the game.

If You are Playing Support

  • Don’t overextend. Admittedly, this is a mistake I make a lot myself, but still, don’t overextend. You will be massacred by the enemy team.  YOU ARE AMONG THE SQUISHIEST OF SQUISHES STAY IN THE BACK WHERE YOU BELONG.
  • Is one or more of your teammates diving into an obviously suicidal situation? Don’t follow them and don’t feel bad if they die. They made a stupid call and good on you for not going through with it.
  • Be aware of your surroundings. Where are your teammates? Do they need healing? If yes, heal them if you are both safe enough to do so (such as taking cover). If not, watch them and make sure they don’t die. Also, watch for snipers. They may focus you.
  • Don’t be afraid to try different supports. Depending on your team’s situation, some supports might be preferred over others. Yes, there are other supports than Mercy.
  • Ignore people who say you suck. Actually, ignore all salt. Just go to the menu and mute them. Fighting back is a waste of energy that is better spent on trying to win the game.
  • While, yes, it is acceptable to get kills, don’t get too aggressive. Remember, you’re the support. If you get too aggressive and die, nobodies going to be able to heal/shield your teammates.
  • If a teammate thanks you for healing them, they’re a keeper. If they return the favor by saving you, you are obligated to friend them and/or buy them something nice.
  • It is perfectly okay to have more than one Symmetra.
  • Speaking of Symmetra, place your turrets in spots that are hard to hit.
  • As Lucio, use his speed boost (for both yourself and your team) to dodge Junkrat’s riptire and Hanzo’s dragonstrike.
  • As Zenyatta, fire your discord orb at priority targets or obnoxious tanks. Also, you can sneak up on people because you float and therefore have no footsteps.
  • As Mercy, remember that you can fly to Pharah when she’s in midair.
  • Tell. Everyone. What percentage your ult is. I cannot stress this enough. This can help your team plan their next move.

That’s all I got. If you wanna add more, either to playing a support or not playing a support, go ahead.

ohfuckthisshit  asked:

"I was having a snowball fight outside and you were casually walking by and oh my god im so sorry i accidentally nailed you in the face AU" with McKirk, cause that's just so McKirk (pretty please <3)

okay, okay, okay, I was JUST ON MY WAY TO BED, but then you sent me this, and I had an idea on how to twist it around to how you probably expected it to go, so here’s a super quick ficlet by a tired Lessa, so apologies for any mistakes and all the ridiculousness <33

Leonard isn’t the type to have a snowball fight. In fact, before today, he probably has had two snowball fights in his entire life. Possibly three.

But this is a once-in-a-lifetime chance. Or at least a once-in-a-decade-or-three chance, either way, Leonard is not risking it.

Joanna is visiting him for a week and San Francisco is experiencing the first snow storm in 140 years. Okay, snow storm by San Francisco standards - there’s just about enough snow to allow sledding, but that means there’s definitely enough snow for a snowball fight. They are in the little park at the edge of the Starfleet Academy campus and Joanna is hiding behind a tree next to the main path running through it. Leonard starts gathering snow to form a snowball - packing it tight enough to hold together, but not enough to hurt. He can hear Joanna’s giggles from behind the tree, but more than that her coat gives her away - “command red, daddy!!” He sees a flash of it appearing behind the tree and throws his snowball - expecting it to hit Joanna’s shoulder and instead having to witness it nailing Jim Kirk straight in the face.

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anonymous asked:

How should I respond to people seeing Christianity as a eurocentric tool for imperialism?? I'm sometimes embarrassed that I'm still holding onto Christianity when it seems like it's only the "popular religion" that it is today because of its adoption by white westerners and the imperialistic conquests, genocides, physical and cultural displacement, etc. caused by efforts to spread it. I don't know what to think of this haha. Thanks (for a lot of things i don't have room to explain here haha)!

Hey dear friend, thank you so much for this question — I believe it’s absolutely important to get this one straightened out, quickly and completely.

First please know: I’m responding as an Asian-American Easterner born and raised in the West, who is fully aware and infuriated by the danger of Western imperialism and the cultural gentrification of “manifest destiny.” In other words, I have every reason to be disgusted by Christian/western/imperialist attitudes. My own country’s history (South Korea) also has a terrible past of being oppressed by particular people-groups that have nearly stamped out my heritage.

There’s no doubt that Christianity has been associated with some awfully terrible injustices. The Crusades, witch hunts, slavery, child abuse, and the early church’s indulgences and cycles of corrupted power are just a few of the detestable atrocities that, whether directly or indirectly, were fueled by religious fervor. We must be held accountable for every single infraction. When a Christian asks me, “How do I defend Christianity’s history?” — I can only say, “Don’t.” Christianity ought to be the most self-critical life philosophy, always asking the simple question: Is this making us better or worse? We must own up to our past, not avoid it, and if anyone challenges us on how Christianity has been harmful, we must give ground to these righteous accusations. Many people are mad (including me), and understandably so, at how Christianity has danced around its mistreatment of others.

Having said that: I believe the idea of the Christian Imperialist, while obviously holding some credence in very specific instances, is largely a tired, exaggerated myth if we look at the whole picture of Christian contribution. This perpetuated tale of “eurocentric displacement” is just as eye-rolling as saying “Christians caused the Dark Ages” (they didn’t, in fact they mostly got us through it) or that “Christianity is a white man’s religion / a copy of other religions” (it can’t be both and it’s not either).  I’m just downright jaded and perplexed by this lie; it’s a really long game of backwards telephone, and ironically, it’s almost always repeated by white-Western historians who know nothing outside the “educated enlightenment” of their white college professors.

Let’s take my own home country as an example. The Christian faith entered South Korea in the 1920s, at a time when S. Korea was isolated from outside nations, by an American missionary crew that was killed as they left Christian materials to their killers (there are conflicting reports on how this happened, but it’s unanimously regarded that the reverend on this crew was responsible for bringing the Gospel in his expedition, and was indeed killed). This event is far, far and away from “white Christian imperialists” who pillaged villages and burned down huts, which in itself is a preposterous image born of bad Hollywood.

Another example. Hudson Taylor was an European missionary who spent half a century in China. He had studied medicine and brought countless medical supplies to be of practical use, and even dressed as the locals and learned their language fluently. You won’t learn about Hudson Taylor in your regular history books because he doesn’t fit the narrative of “evil white imperialist devil.” And never, ever was there an instance when Taylor demanded someone “get saved” before he offered supplies to them. Missionaries simply never worked on a ratio exchange of confession for provision — yet another Hollywood invention.

One more example. It’s true that particular Western values have infected African and Asian culture, attempting to make them more “westernized” and “updated.” We look at certain African and Asian spiritual practices as obsolete or superstitious, and westerners have often tried to supplant these ideas with a proselytized version of rationalism. However, Christianity generally has no issue with the supernatural. Most African or Asian Christians will tell you that the Christian ethos has more or less respected traditional ethnic values of spirituality, and if anything, have preserved them more than drowned them out. Christianity has made more fulfilled Asians and Africans, not more versions of “western white religion.” Pure westernism tries to get rid of anything metaphysical, but Christianity in its purest form has always co-existed with both science and spirituality. That might sound ridiculous to you, until you actually travel to these places and see it for yourself.

I could go on. I could tell you about how most of our family ethics and moral values today, which we take for granted as “obvious,” come from a Judeo-Christian worldview that was not obvious to a blood-soaked world of the first century. I could tell you how women and children were objectified and trampled until Judeo-Christian values raised them up to be cherished, treasured, and given proper inalienable rights. I could tell you how early Christianity actually originated in Africa without a single white person’s help. I could tell you that my own country, along with Cambodia and Vietnam and China, have a history of imperialistic oppression, none of whose perpetrators were white or Christian. I could tell you how the religious are often the most giving people-group, and also the most persecuted and killed. Even apart from Christianity, I could go on about how major world religions have positively contributed in tangible charity, amidst the negative that they have wrought. I could tell you how most of this will make your average scholar kind of mad, not because it’s wrong, but because it’s not deniable.

Yes, I confess that religions have done some evil things, and we must not shy away from our mistakes. Religions have been dragged into wrong movements and co-opted as motivation. Even the examples I have given you are not perfect people who have always gotten it right. I hold myself accountable and responsible for where I have fallen short. But if we’re going to have a myopic nearsightedness about Christianity, then I’m essentially propping up a revisionist history of what Christians have really done. I’m taking a part and applying it to the whole, which is biased and prejudiced. And I’m just so unimpressed with it. There are many, many better arguments against Christianity that have bothered me much worse, and this one is mostly Swiss cheese. I admit that Christianity has gotten it wrong quite a lot, but I celebrate when it’s gotten it right, and I still believe the good has outweighed everything else.

— J.S.

anonymous asked:

Dude, I love your blog. I want to ask what u think about Valka. I'm going to be honest, I didnt like the she-never-came-to-berk-and-check-her-freaking-family-because-shes-trying-to-protect-them. I dont think that was protecting at all. Think of it in the perspective of a mother, I think thats pretty selfish. She loves dragons but she never came to berk to stop the fighting. Was she trying to protect or running from her responsibilities? I try to like her but to think of this, really bothers me.

Thanks so much!!! :) And oh man oh man you hit on a topic I never get tired of discussing. XD

I adore Valka. She is my queen. I don’t adore her just because she has incredible draconic talents and a powerful presence… I adore her because she’s imperfect and has made some huge and questionable mistakes! We as audience members are supposed to feel uneasy with Valka’s choice to run away from familial responsibilities - it’s a designed character flaw! And she would be far less of an appealing and interesting character if she was not shown to be a woman with the regrets she has made. It makes her a very real and three-dimensional person and it sets up her story in HTTYD 2. 

Her very choice of leaving Berk and abandoning her family is wrong. It is wrong, but it is also psychologically understandable and not entirely brashly selfish. It is more of a misinformed and fearful decision than one trying to focus on herself; she truly does twistedly come to believe that Hiccup, Stoick, and the entire tribe are better off without her, and the trauma she has experienced in Berk from ostracization is an understandable reason for wanting to leave home. Any human being has the right not to be miserable, and to react to such circumstances is a matter of mental survival rather than blatant selfishness. 

Valka flees because she has come to the inaccurate perception that she cannot return to Berk… it’s harmful… and thus she tries to convince herself it’s for the best of her family, even if that is not a true fact. Depression and self-deprecation can cause such distorted perceptions as these. This sort of mentality makes someone legitimately think they aren’t worthwhile and better off apart from loved ones. It’s distorted logic. I talk about that more in some other links which I’ll provide below for you. Essentially, Valka leaves feeling divided, thinking that life is a lot simpler for everyone if she stays away… but always knowing in her nagging heart that this means abandoning her family, and that’s not entirely right. The more and more she stays away, the more she convinces herself it’s the right choice to stay behind. That maybe it is protecting her family… all the while knowing that rationality isn’t quite right. She has understandable psychological reasons and personal scars for not returning to Berk, but her conscience still tells her where she should be. And she makes the wrong decision for her family. 

Basically, she’s running away from responsibilities but psychologically partially believes and convinces herself she’s protecting them. It’s all a contorted wibbly wobbly mess of emotions and screwed up but believable rationality.

So I do not support her choice. It is understandable from a psychological perspective, but it does not negate the fact she runs from her family. She breaks the promise of matrimony and the loyalty of a parent to hide instead. Her decision is not laudable. Understandable under her distorted and emotional logic, but not laudable.

I don’t think the movie tries to paint her choice of leaving her family as a good decision. Throughout the movie, Valka comes to realize that she is wrong to leave Hiccup and Stoick behind. It is, in fact, a major source of guilt for her, and something that has likely been bugging her on and off for twenty years. This mistake on her part - a mistake she realizes is a mistake - sets up a beautiful narrative of what it means to be redeemed and reaccepted into family. For Valka fears that her old wrongs will prevent her from being accepted by Hiccup and Stoick today. It’s a very powerful narrative we see in Valka… we see her twenty year old burdens lifted as she reunites with her husband and son. Had Valka not made this stupid decision of hers as a young woman, then this entire redemption plot arc would fall stale. The story of Valka - her very personality - would be far less interesting and less human if we did not see her weaknesses alongside her strengths.

The entire point of Valka leaving her family behind is to bother audience members. It’s supposed to bother you. If you aren’t bothered by it, you’re missing the point that Valka is an imperfect parent and has an area of deep internal insecurity.

Therefore, I legitimately enjoy the fact (from a narrative perspective) Valka does something as radical as abandoning her family. It sets up a really amazing story and allows her character to grow! Valka is someone who begins HTTYD 2 as a woman feeling internal regrets for leaving her family behind… she ends HTTYD 2 as a woman who has corrected her mistakes, been accepted by her family again, and returned home to be a loyal mother. 

I hope you don’t mind if I throw some links at you, but I figure it’s better than retyping the same thoughts out again!

Every human being has some likable and unlikable traits. Snotlout is brave but he’s also cocky. Astrid is a warrior but she’s sometimes too belligerent. Stoick is a loving father but sometimes fails to listen to his son. Loving a character does not mean supporting their weaknesses; it means accepting a character has both good and bad qualities. We can love a character for all of who they are even if they make some uncomfortable choices. And such it is that Valka is a woman with strengths and weaknesses: a great and powerful bravery and knowledge of dragons… alongside a woman living with poor familial decisions she made when she was a very young mother. We don’t need to support or love that part of Valka to love her as a character overall.

I hope this helps you! It’s okay to still feel divided over a character. Everyone has different favorites. However, for me, I am happy to embrace Valka and I really celebrate the fact HTTYD 2 gives us such a deep woman. I would much rather have a flawed Valka and a flawed Hiccup and a flawed Stoick than anything else the writers could have contrived.

a hella long list of random lyric sentence starters (pt. 7)
  • "I would never wish bad things, but I don't wish you well."
  • "Bet it sucks, to see my face everywhere."
  • "If she really knows the truth, she deserves you."
  • "Never again will I kiss you, never again will I want to."
  • "After today then there's nothing you owe me."
  • "I'm so glad that you came, I needed someone who loves me."
  • "Don't try to talk yourself into this love."
  • "You can't try to stay, you either will or you won't."
  • "You think you're smarter than me with all your bad poetry."
  • "I'm not a little kid now, watch me get big now."
  • "I feel like I'm just missing something whenever you leave."
  • "I'm taking back what's mine."
  • "You'll miss the slice of heaven that I gave to you last night."
  • "You're just a piece of meat to me."
  • "They say love grows, but I've only seen it die."
  • "I'm too young to feel like I'm runnin' out of time."
  • "I get so scared thinkin' I'll never get over you."
  • "Maybe I'll never get over you."
  • "I met someone new and now I'm scared to go all the way."
  • "I can't get through to you."
  • "I can calm you."
  • "I'm out of my mind; think you can wait?"
  • "I won't make trouble."
  • "I'll try, but I couldn't be better."
  • "Stay with me among the strangers."
  • "Hold on, what's the rush? We're not done, are we?"
  • "You can stay one more hour... can you stay one more hour?"
  • "You know I'm gonna find a way to let you have your way with me."
  • "You know I'm gonna find a time to catch your hand and make you stay."
  • "I'll be here when it's all done you know."
  • "What's the point in chasing if I can't enjoy your face?"
  • "I don't care what clothes you wear, it's time to love and I don't care."
  • "And if I was running, you'd be the one who I would be running to."
  • "I am not lying, I am just trying to find my way in to you."
  • "Love everything you do when you call me fucking dumb for the stupid shit I do."
  • "I wanna ride my bike with you."
  • "It's not like I'm asking to be your wife."
  • "I wanna make you mine, but that's hard to say."
  • "Is this coming off in a cheesy way?"
  • "There's a little bit of heaven in everyone."
  • "Love will lead us all to smithereens."
  • "Everybody knows the world's about to end."
  • "I know those pretty actresses are calling your name."
  • "I'll be here waiting, I'll always be the same."
  • "You were supposed to be there by my side."
  • "When you say that you want me, I just don't believe it."
  • "You're always ready to give up."
  • "What if I need you, baby? Would you even try to save me?"
  • "I'm so sick of worrying that you're gonna quit over anything."
  • "Should I be scared?"
  • "You were comforting and quiet, how did love become so violent?"
  • "Everything was so sweet until you tried to kill me."
  • "I'm so unprepared, I'm fucking scared."
  • "Does it trouble your mind the way you trouble mine?"
  • "Have you given up?"
  • "I used to be a little bit shy."
  • "Speaking up to you about my emotions has always been hard."
  • "Don't let me stop you from doing what you want to do."
  • "Just don't pretend that you're into me."
  • "You tell me that I'm beautiful, but that could be a lie."
  • "What if I'm fallin' for a heartbreaker?"
  • "I'm always watchin' for someone to show their darker side."
  • "I was young, but I wasn't naive."
  • "My love for you was blind, but I couldn't make you see it."
  • "I loved you more than you'll ever know."
  • "A part of me died when I let you go."
  • "Chasing after you is like a fairytale."
  • "It’s all fun and games 'til somebody falls in love."
  • "I learned a lot about being a friend when I was alone."
  • "I've made more mistakes than you can count."
  • "Are you too nervous to be lovers?"
  • "Friendship's ruined with just one kiss."
  • "I can't keep starin' at your mouth without wonderin' how it tastes."
  • "I'm with another boy and he tried to win my heart, but it's taken."
  • "I'm giving you the lead."
  • "I won't make the move, you must make the move."
  • "Don't second-guess your feelings, you were right from the start."
  • "I notice she's your lover, but she's nowhere near your heart."
  • "I think it's very dangerous if we do not take what's ours."
  • "I'm winning you with words because I have no other way."
  • "I'd love to look into your face without your eyes turning away."
  • "I’d call you up but I know you’re not alone."
  • "Maybe all that we were meant to be is beautifully unfinished."
  • "I hate you and I love you and I wish you’d go away."
  • "I hate you and I love you and I wish that you would stay."
  • "Kids are still depressed when you dress them up."
  • "He doesn't think I'm that fucking dumb, does he?"
  • "Remember all the things we wanted?"
  • "All our memories, they're haunted."
  • "We were always meant to say goodbye."
  • "I didn't come here to hurt you, now I can't stop."
  • "You couldn't have loved me better, but I want you to move on."
  • "I know that you'll find another that doesn't always make you wanna cry."
  • "I love you enough to let you go."
  • "I grow fonder every day."
  • "God only knows why it's taken me so long to let my doubts go."
  • "I don't know why I'm scared, I've been here before."
  • "You never know if you never try to forgive your past and simply be mine."
  • "Will I ever know how it feels to hold you close?"
  • "I dare you to let me be your one and only."
  • "Give me the chance to prove that I'm the one."
  • "I know it ain't easy, giving up your heart."
  • "That basic bitch leaves finally."
  • "Was he yours, if he wanted me so bad?"
  • "She’s getting on my nerves."
  • "You don’t love her."
  • "Loving her seems tiring."
  • "I know you don't think that I am trying."
  • "A girl like you is impossible to find."
  • "I always swore to you I'd never fall apart."
  • "I may have failed, but I have loved you from the start."
  • "I can tell how much you hate this and deep down inside you know it's killin' me."
  • "Nothing I can say would change anything."
  • "Such young love, but something in me knew that it was real."
  • "I live through pictures as if I was right there by your side."
  • "You’ll be good without me and if I could just give it some time, I’ll be alright."
  • "I didn't think it'd happen, but I guess it had to happen."
  • "I want you back here, can't you see?"
  • "Gonna take more than just time."
  • "I know I did you wrong, but now it's said and done and I'm sorry."
  • "Yeah I took and broke your heart and your world was torn apart, but I'm sorry."
  • "Touch me when the lights go off... but don't fall in love."
  • "Babe, there's something tragic about you, something so magic about you."
  • "There's something lonesome about you."
  • "You call me on the telephone, you feel so far away."
  • "I don't want to play no games."
  • "I'm tired of always chasing."
  • "I don't give a fuck about you anyways, whoever said I gave a shit about you?"
  • "I wish I didn't care all the time."
  • "All I ever wanted was a simple way to get over you."
  • "I don't believe you when you say you don't need me anymore."
  • "Don't pretend to not love me at all."
  • "The passion's there so it's gotta be right, right?"
  • "Don't you ever say I just walked away, I will always want you."
  • "All you ever did was wreck me."
  • "I just wanted you to let me in."
  • "I thought you were my best friend."
  • "You're not the girl I once knew."
  • "It's such an evil thing to watch someone have jealousy."
  • "Nobody wins when you're full of envy."
  • "I was always happy when I was watchin' you become a star, but you were only happy when the world was openin' up my scars."
  • "You sold yourself for your fame."
  • "Did you really mean the words that you said?"
  • "Show me the truth."
  • "I should have told you, but I never had the courage and I thought you really wouldn’t understand."
  • "Tell me, are you who I thought you were or who I wanted you to be?"
  • "Why do I feel so deceived? Guess I believed what I wanted to believe."
  • "You're the only one who knows exactly what I mean." "You're not what I expected."
  • "You're the only one who knows how to handle me."
  • "You're such a great kisser and I know that you agree."
  • "I hope you can forgive me for that time when I put my hand between your legs and said it was small 'cause its really not at all."
  • "I guess there's just a part of me that likes to bring you down just to keep you around, 'cause the day that you realize how amazing you are you're gonna leave me."
  • "I will not make the same mistakes that you did."
  • "I will not let myself cause my heart so much misery."
  • "Because of you I find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me."
  • "You should have known better than to lean on me."
Just a snippet of some thing I write when I'm bored

“I know why you two hate each other. You know, you and Eren.” It’s Armin who’s talking, looking at his lap.

“And why would that be?” Jean’s asking with sarcasm dripping off of his words. He’s sitting in a black chair, facing the matching one that the blonde is sitting in.

“Because you see yourselves in each other.” He’s looking at Jean expectingly.

Jean’s brow furrows. “What do you mean?”

“You both wake up and you try not to look in the mirror because you hate to see the idiot that’s screwed up countless numbers of times.”

“You callin’ me an idiot, Arlert?”

“You don’t want to see your own face but, when you see each other, it’s like seeing a reflection. An image, a face, you tried so hard to avoid and there it is, staring right back at you. It’s infuriating.

Seeing someone who had the same chances, who could’ve taken a different path, but instead ended up doing the same things, ending up at the same place. Same opportunities, same mistakes, though probably in different context. Berating each other, it’s like telling yourself what you should’ve done right and all the things you’ve done wrong. You look at each other and think. ‘Wow. Why are you so stupid?’ Then you ask, ‘Why was I so stupid?’.”

“Clearly Yeager is the less intelligent one.”

“You make so many comments to each other but that’s not it really. You’re trying to hurt each other, yes, but it’s only because it’s like hurting yourself.”

“You’ve officially lost me.”

“When you make a comment to each other it’s just like saying it to yourself, only less direct. You call him stupid and, even though it hurts him, it hurts you worse. Because deep down, you aren’t thinking about Eren. You’re thinking about yourself. About how many times you’ve done something wrong. Over and over again you’d try and fail and you just couldn’t ever learn. When he calls you ugly or horse face, it’s not because he thinks you actually look bad. It’s because when he wakes up and faces himself in the mirror, he sees the ugliest person in the whole world.

You use each other like outlets for anger, but you two can’t see how worse it’s making everything. You’re tearing at each other, and yourselves, so much that you’re tearing into the bone.”

Silence. A long silence. Jean is speechless.

“I left Eren, you know. I left because of how angry he was getting. We’d started out fine at first. I thought I’d make a couple side comments here and there, have some long, deep chats and we’d be okay. Oh, how I tried.” He sighs.

Armin’s eyes are going hollow while he’s looking at the wall, thinking about the past. Now they’re starting to water.

“We really did love each other. It just got so bad. He’d yell at me, I knew he didn’t mean it, but it still hurt. And it kept hurting and hurting and I one night I guess I didn’t feel like he hurt back bad enough.”

A couple of tears are sliding down his right cheek.

Jean’s leaning in, concern lacing his words together. “Did he hit you?”

“No. Not ever. I never thought he would, and he never did. But I…” Armin’s taking a shaky breath, too long of a breath.

“I called him a monster, Jean,” He’s whispering breathlessly.

“I called the person that I had loved most in this whole world a monster. Yelled it. Screamed it in his face! I called him a monster for tearing down everything I had when all he was trying to do was pick himself back up.”

Armin’s hands are now clenching into tight fists.

“I will never forget the burning rage that emitted off of him. His teeth grinding, knuckles clenching so hard they turned a sickly shade of white, his shoulders squared, and eyes burning right through my body. But it was not the intimidating amount of rage that haunts me. No. What haunts me is how he still cried, red hot tears streaming down his face. The heartbreak that his body so clearly presented by the way is breathing went ragged, as if trying to hold back sobs, his legs shaking. The way his voice quivered when he told me that he had always been a monster, and that he’d probably always be one.”

Now Jean definitely does not know what to say.

“I saw the anger build up in Eren over the years. His eyes burned bright but not with the light of a child. Fire formed in his ever widening gaze, his teeth and grin growing sharper and wider. Not with happiness, but with detest.”

Armin’s looking at him again, face furrowing and deadly serious.

“Your eyes aren’t like that Jean. Your eyes are hollow, cold, distant. You hardly ever smile no matter what the cause may be. Just the usual, casual smirk. You get bags under your eyes and sometimes you get so little sleep that it looks like someone gave you a bruise for each eye. You get skinnier, sometimes slower.”

Jean’s squirming. No one has ever read him like this before, and he doesn’t want them to.

“You’re like me, Jean. You look in the mirror, so very tired, and try to let it slip away, to pass. You try to put a smile on your face but you can’t. No matter how hard you try you just can’t smile. Sometimes it isn’t even worth the effort.”

Another pause.

“Do you have trouble breathing sometimes?”

Jean’s face is twisting into one of confusion from the sudden change in topic.

“Do ever have to go in the bathroom? Brace your palms on the sink and gasp in front of the mirror because the world is spinning and it feels like your falling and oh! There it is! That face. The face that makes you sick to your stomach. The same weak face that you know belongs to you,”

The blonde’s words are going faster now.

“And you don’t want to be weak! You just want so badly to be strong, to prove that you’re really worth something,”

His voice is shaking. There are more tears. He’s looking back down to his lap and fiddling with his thumbs.

“Eren doesn’t yell as much anymore does he?”

He looks at Jean briefly. Jean says nothing.

“It’s because he’s getting better. He’s learning how to get rid of the hate. You don’t yell as much anymore either. But, it’s not for the same reasons as Eren. It’s because you don’t think you can. You don’t think you have enough air in your lungs or energy in your body to actually make the sound come out. Don’t have enough energy to walk or talk or eat or laugh or smile and it just gets to the point where it’s all so meaningless. The world spinning in circles always repeating the same pattern that just tears you down and wears you out and we’re all just wondering if the spiral will ever end because so far it hasn’t and we have no idea what’s going to happen next and it’s all just so terrifying.”

It sounds like Armin is about to have a panic attack. Tears are streaming along his pale face, voice shaking and oh no. It isn’t just his voice. His whole body is shaking.

“Truth is that we’re all just lonely and scared and confused and we don’t know where to go. In all of the haze of trying to find a way we all make some wrong turns and some of them are very, very wrong. Sometimes we come back the way we came. Sometimes we push our way through the fog. Sometimes we fall but eventually we get back up. Sometimes, we don’t come back at all.”

Jean’s stomach is dropping from the last line that escaped from Armin’s breathless tone. He’s so ultimately compelled to give Armin a hug, to comfort him in any way, even if it’s something minor such as this. He’s dropping to his knees between Armin’s legs, he is wrapping his arms around the blonde’s waist, pulling him close. Armin’s flinging his arms around Jean and sobbing into the taller boy’s shoulder while Jean is petting his hair.

“We can’t live like this. We’re too broken, too new, too scared, too stupid, too reckless, too hateful. We can’t keep fighting. Not any of us. Not Eren and I, neither you or Eren. We have to let some of these things go.”

“I’m giving you a chance right now.” Jean’s whispering.

Armin’s eyes are shutting tighter along with his grip on Jean’s shirt. He’s holding it like it’s his last hope. He’s sobbing for what seems like hours. Jean’s own eyes are overflowing with tears of regret, and anger, and hopelessness. Armin is right. He’s almost always right. And he needs this; they both need this. The comfort may not last forever, but in this moment, it’s the best relief he has felt in years.

anonymous asked:

I know you are not taking request, but I love your fic "i'm gonna be the man whose coming home to you" and I really need to know what eren did, why they broke up and how they came back together, when you have time could you please make a oneshot?♡

I won’t lie, when I wrote that story I had no idea why they fought which is why I never mentioned it lol I have a hard time with them seriously fighting because I always feel like they can work out whatever comes their way. I made Eren rather irrational to make him blow as much as he did but sometimes that happens when you feel hurt and I played into his self-loathing that’s evident in canon, cause that can cause lots of issues with a loved one especially one who thinks the world of you when you think so little of yourself. Ps I may’ve cried writing them making up.

Prequel to I’m Gonna Be the Man That’s Coming Home to You

Eren was used to the feeling anger brought to his body. He knew the way his arms tensed, the way his jaw clenched, that nagging feeling in the pit of his stomach to just say whatever the hell was in his mind. To yell, to shout, to wanna just throw the nearest thing he could at the wall. He had been annoyed with Mikasa before; they grew up together, it was impossible not to. He always got over it though, he never felt angry with her, truly angry until today. He didn’t even know what to do.

“You’re being absolutely ridiculous,” Mikasa said, her eyes narrowed and her arms crossed against her chest.

“Oh, I’m being ridiculous?” Eren said, pointing to himself. “I’m the ridiculous one? Cause the last time I checked I wasn’t the one who was lying.”

“I never lied to you. I have never lied to you,” she said firmly. “I told you where I was. Is it my fault you didn’t bother to listen?”

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Trial by Fire #31

Chapter 30: Egress

  • A way out or exit

summary: When a series of fires unsettles the city of Magnolia, Detective Lucy Heartfilia unwittingly reignites a war between old rivals. But when she finds herself drawn to one of her suspects, the lines between right and wrong begin to blur.

A/N: Man you guys made me feel like I was taunting you guys with something. Hahahaha, no but for real this time. This and the next chapter are my favorites. This one in particular was very special :D

Rating: M No NSFW in this chapter

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The ceiling was stark white – almost blinding when Gray opened his eyes. A low buzz, followed by a rhythmic beeping drove small daggers behind his eyes.  He groaned, unwittingly catching the attention of the woman sitting vigil by his bedside.  

Ocean blue eyes, curls that cascaded like the waves of the sea, and pale skin that gleamed like porcelain. Only now the hair was tangled in messy knots, those deep eyes were partially closed, and her skin, under her eyelids was bruised with dark circles.

“Juvia..?” He winced over the harsh rasp in his voice, neglected from disuse.  How long had he been out for?

Long enough by the looks of how haggard Juvia was.

Guilt surged in his heart, but it also lifted at the sight of her.  She was a welcome sight to his sore eyes.  Practically an angel coming from the dark clouds of smoke that had dropped heavy around him.  He would have thought he were in heaven had Juvia not looked so upset.

The sound of him stirring had sent a bolt of electricity shooting through Juvia and she scrambled forward, nearly toppling off her chair.

Gray choked back a laugh, his shoulders shaking with mirth at her exuberance.  At least he did until a sharp pain ran up his side, crashing him down to reality fast. It set in with blinding speed, and he bit back a groan of pain.

“Gray! Juvia was so worried,” She fluttered over to his side. Tears welled in her eyes as fat drops fell from her lashes onto his cheek.

His heart thudded at the side, not even worried about the drops landing on his face, “H-Hey now. Don’t cry, I’m fine!”

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no but i spent the morning thinking about world war hulk and post-CW 616 tony in general etc and do you know?? what annoys me?? is that the Gray Solution is not tony’s first and most desirable option. the difference between him and someone like steve (or hell, any other superhero who’s treated with dignity) is not the idea that he’s somehow more ~comfortable~ living outside standard morality (he’s not, hence crushing regrets, guilt, self-loathing, etc), but the fact that tony will do the gray thing if the calculus comes out in favor of his doing the thing and there are no other options available. i have no trouble believing that tony would sell out his own principles if he’s pushed far enough. the problem is how ridiculously often it’s been happening over the past few years, and how ridiculously contrived and artificial those plots have become

all of those “no way out” plots?? fuck it. of course there’s no way out. the creators gave him no way out. it’s been like what?? ten years since he’s consistently gotten narrative opportunity to make personal sacrifices specifically so he can pursue the right solution. these days it’s all about sacrificing his identity for the lesser of two evils. which yeah, i get, it makes for really fucking painful stories that i do enjoy reading occasionally – the whole idea that tony is one of the few people who’s willing to sacrifice his soul for a cause. but oh my god. ten years. it’s been ten years. like. tony will sacrifice his soul yeah i get it 

and with this sort of thing becoming common place, it’s just like?? it’s spun as either gratuitous torture and angst porn, or presented as downright amorality on tony’s part. as if each one of those choices aren’t personal tragedies. and jesus christ. i’m just tired of this shit. i’m so fucking tired. it’s one thing to present the extreme scenario every so often, but oh my god this has extended for ten years. people literally hate tony for every single thing he’s done in group arcs. and what are you gonna tell those people? go back ten years? read this select number of recent, bearable iron man-centric stuff? it’s ridiculous.

i mean, i do think there’s some narrative value in the way comics are currently set up, especially from an iron man perspective – for instance, it is interesting to me that in the group arc for world war hulk we get tony saying and doing this thing, and then in the iron man tie-in we get the exact same scene with added inner monologue by tony – this difference between how things are and how things appear to be, conflicts and misconceptions of his public figure, etc, those are all real iron man emotional linchpins that i adore. and i think that the very set up of current comics favors and validates so much of tony’s personal narrative. but if it’s gotten to the point where tony can be literally psychically inverted for kicks and the series will get a pass at existing within the 616 universe because apparently the world at large can’t tell the difference between “normal” tony and batshit evil tony anymore – no. fuck off. because those conflicts aren’t just meant to be about how the public negatively perceives him via tabloids, they’re also supposed to be about how visibly different he is from what the tabloids say. it’s about the way his reputation precedes him, and the different ways he establishes that reputation, and the ways he fulfills and the ways he breaks people’s expectations of him. 

but of course, for any of that to work, you need a consistent character, and fucking god, all we get these days are creators conflating tony’s reality and his facade, MCU and 616, it’s a god damn inconsistent trash show of a mess worsened by the fact that the single thing that remains constant is tony’s ~group plot-relevant~ willingness to Do The Fucked Up Thing, which in turn opens doors to all of those undignified narratives of tony as the perpetual Unholy One, the Ruined, like. fuck off. everybody and their mothers know that this is how tony perceives himself when he’s at his worst, but it’s fucking disgusting how marvel has been crafting those sick stories that confirm tony’s fucked up perception of self and place him in this position where he is required to eternally pursue redemption so he can ~deserve his current place as a publicly regarded hero, instead of giving him the opportunity to pursue his core drive toward heroism for what is is a genuine, self-generated, altruistic drive to help others and better the world – and not just as a miserable, groveling road of patching up mistakes and striving to ~become someone who ~deserves the title of avenger or steve’s friend or Good Person, etc. 

like oh my god. i’m so tired. tony’s a good person. i just want comics to let him be who he wants to be