someone was going to do this anyways i just know it

anonymous asked:

What would be the DramaticTM origin story of the We Hate Batman Club?

(tbh i haven’t really thought about it like the we hate batman club was born out of a crackship ot3 i had a dream about at 4AM but anyways~)

maybe hal finds some magical shit™ in space and is like.. “boi what do i do… better go find someone who knows how to handle this shit.” but zatanna doesn’t answer his calls anymore so he has no choice to bring it to constantine who is like “mate u have no idea what this shit is.. it’s too powerful, could fall into the wrong hands, blah blah blah” then edward enters the story somehow idk maybe this is reformed eddie (or just wants them to think he’s reformed but not really) working as a PI, who is following a lead on some other case but gets info about the magical shit™ and the three have to begrudgingly work together to get to the bottom of it… eddie and john have their own agendas. hal is mostly confused. batman watches in horror from afar, knowing his end must be near, the three biggest pains in his ass have united. might as well just hang up the mantle now..

(idk if @halbarry has anything to add they really helped me flesh this team out lmaoo)

RFA HEADCANONS: They Get Jealous~

(It’s almost midnight, what am I doing with my life. ANYWAYS. It would be so great if someone would request something *hint hint* *wink wonk* because it’s hard trying to be creative. Lel.)


RFA~ they get jealous. V+Saeran included.



Yoosung has always been a more jealous type. Literally, if he even sees you talking to anyone other than him, he can’t help but feel a little uneasy.

So, he would go to the restroom for a brief few seconds, and when he gets back..

You’re. Talking. To. Another. Guy??

Now, he didn’t know that this ‘other guy’ was a cousin you haven’t seen in a while.

His stomach goes in knots, and he balls up his fists, wanting nothing more than to go push the guy away from you.

Sadly, he is probably too shy to just walk up there, but for a few moments, he tries to gather up his courage to go take you back.

When he realizes he’s just too nervous, he starts to think that he lost you, and starts tearing up a bit.

At this point, you’d be like “damn boi, how long it take to pee?” And start to look around..well, o shit, your cute blondie is just standing all the way back there.

“Yoosung? Come over here! I’d like you to meet my cousin…wait, are you crying?”

“Wha- cousin?! Oh..! Uhm..I- I wasn’t crying..!! I yawned! Aha. Hi. Nice to meet you, (C/N)..!”



Uhm. Who are you talking to?

He is pissed off when he see’s you talking to one of his better looking security guards.


He’s probably gonna start getting really touchy on you, (kink) and grip you by the waist h a r d.

Casually starts questioning the security guard as to wHY WAS HE TALKING TO YOU?

you’d get really embarrassed, and tell jumin to stop making a scene, buT HE IS JUST “NO” NO ONE ELSE CAN LOOK AT YOU LIKE THAT?

Straight out fires the guy. Oops.

“Jumin, what the hell?! Why would you fire him? He wasn’t trying to steal me away! I love you, and only you.”

“…Hm. I don’t like people eyeing you like that. That’s for me to do, no one else. ..(Y/N) know I love you. I only want what’s best for you.”



You two will be at one of Zen’s musicals, just enjoying the show..wheN THIS IDIOT JUST DECIDES TO START FLIRTING WITH YOU???

You try to tell the guy, you don’t swing that way?? But he doesn’t listen??

Jaehee goes into extreme jealous woman mode, and actually lashes out on the guy.

“She said she doesn’t go that way. Do you not get what she meant? Are you that idiotic? Do I seriously have to show you who she BELONGS to?”

Will casually start making out with you right then and there.

The guy will scoff and walk off, giving Jaehee the middle finger.

Jaehee awkwardly pulls away, refusing to make eye contact. She’ll probably start nervously running her hand though her hair.

She apologizes??

Nono, sweetie. No need to apologize. You’re a d o r a b l e.

You both end up leaving the theater, just so you can cuddle the rest of the night in peace.

“Jaehee, it’s fine. If anything, I thought it was, come here and love me, baby girl~”

Will high key melt at being called baby girl.

“I’m glad that you could just put the situation behind you so quickly..but, I’m warning you. Next time, I may not be so calm. You’re mine, (Y/N).”



Everywhere you went you seemed to get hit on in one way or another. Normally, Zen would brush it off, knowing that you only had eyes for him.

But oh.

One day. ONE DAY. He’s just had enough.

“Hey, cutie~ I lost my number, mind if I-”

“Yeah, she does mind, actually. Back. Off.”

He would roll his sleeves up, intimidating the guy with his muscles.

“Woah, chill. I was just being nice to the lad-”

“well, that lady happens to be taken. Now, if you ever so kindly..back the hell off, that would be great.”




He’s already a big fan on Pda, but ohhh, it’s gonna increase.

You practically can’t be farther than 5 inches away from him from then on.

“Zen, you know you’re the only one I see..”

“I know, Princess. I’m sorry, it’s just becoming so frequent..I want people to know not to mess with you.”



You two will be joking around, and then you’ll probably trip into someone. (Klutz.)

They’ll help you up, and give you a cheeky smile.


They’ll pull some lame pick up line, like “oh, you fell for me kdkfkfk ha.”


B A C K O F F M Y W I F E???

His normally cheerful attitude is gonna change real quick.

He will get really serious, and pull you closer to him, making sure you aren’t hurt from falling, first. (Or diseased from the guy.)

High key starts sassing the guy.

Starts to laugh, and gives the guy a lil chest bump thing, as they 'make up’

Yeah, well. Seven stole his wallet out of his pocket.

That guy just lost everything, lol.

His money, his ID card, his credit card, business cards.


“Well, you got over that fast. I’m impressed.”

“Heh. Babe, look what I got!”

“IS THAT HIS- oh my god. You’re evil. I love it.”



He’s so gentle, he just stands there awkwardly, shifting his weight on a different foot, waiting for you to hurry up.

You were at an art museum, and this guy came up to you, trying to show you the “best art works” there. He started cracking jokes, and yOU WERE LAUGHING AT THEM?

you didn’t know it was bothering V so much, but he was literally starting to tear up?

He wanted to step in, but if you were having fun, and you were happy.. He would stand it.

He actually felt his heart sink when the guy gave you his email address.

“Yeah, email me sometime. I can teach you a lot more!”

You sighed the moment the guy left, and crumpled up the paper, tossing it in the trash.

“What a waste. I didn’t want to be rude, but God..he was showing the worst pi- V? What’s wrong?”

“Oh..Nothing. Don’t worry about me. Shall we go over here?”



Saeran: (Mild spoiler?? Maybe??)

Literally doesn’t like you talking to anyone.


He’s not the kind of guy that is like “oh, you can’t do this, you can’t do that.” But it’s easy to get him jealous.

In fact, he got jealous of his own brother.


“Yeah? Well if you like his jokes so much, why don’t you just date him instead?!”

Ends up getting in a huge fight with Saeyoung.

Low key starts trying to crack jokes (and fails) to keep up with his brother.

He starts getting so frustrated, thinking he was never going to be as good as his brother. That you would leave him for Saeyoung.

Poor smol bean. You had to reassure him that he was the only Choi for fact, he was the only one at all for you.

“Saeran. You know that I love you, right?”



“… you too, I guess..”

“YOU GUESS? IS OUR LOVE IN QUESTION.” (He freaks out a bit when you say this, lel)

“Wha- no! No.. I..Uhm, I love you, (Y/N). I really do.”

anonymous asked:

how do you feel about SU Crit blogs??

I’m kind of jaded about the SU c/rit/ical thing. So like disclaimer, if you’re a fan of the show providing legitimate criticism, that’s one thing. I respect that, like, a lot! But I’ve seen “su cr/iti/cal” blogs complain about such trivial things, down to (literally) inconsistency in Pumpkin’s tongue texture. I feel like at the beginning there was actual valid criticism, but now it’s just turned into a hotbed of negativity.

I think the problem is that some people feel like ragging on something for its flaws somehow demonstrates that you’re more objective or enlightened than those who choose to celebrate the good things about it. But how can you provide a valuable critique of something you’ve already decided you hate? In my opinion, if you find it impossible to acknowledge anything good happening in the show, you’re pretty much just as subjective as someone who is incapable of acknowledging its flaws.

The thing that I mostly don’t like is that when a fan of the show says “I don’t like su c/ri/tical’”, their immediate response is to say “foolish sheeple^tm, you special snowflakes are unable to take criticism about anything you like. these damn millennials !!!” Which is so ironic, because like, that’s just a weak response that gets tossed out by people who claim to be “critics” but are unable to handle when anyone says “hey, that’s a dumb argument and here’s why.”

I do really appreciate that they keep the criticism in their own tag rather than just the general SU one, though, so like, props. They can keep doing their thing, they aren’t hurting anyone. A lot of the time w/ ships and stuff, the actual ship tag is just filled with hate, so it’s nice that these guys don’t post their stuff in the main tag.

also–in case you’re worried this is suddenly gonna transform into a Discourse Blog^tm or something, worry not lol, we are returning to your regular programming right after this post. I just have gotten a lot of messages about this and feel like I should voice my thoughts about it \o/

Caity talking about Sara’s sexuality Facebook live - December 9th 2016

“There has been a lot of talk about Sara’s bisexuality and why she’s only been with girls and I think that’s .. something I talk with the writers and Sara is definitely bi. And someone – one of the fan’s said something, I think I retweeted it on Twitter but –  Like your sexuality can be fluid, it doesn’t have to be this or that. And everybody’s always trying to fit stuff in a box so that they can put a nice little bow and a label on it. You don’t have to know, you don’t have to figure it out either. You can just be whatever it is that you are. And right now, that’s what Sara is. – I mean, who is she going to like on the ship anyways? (makes a face)” 

You know the worst part about this site? People will do anything in their power to mistranslate whatever you say. And for a person with anxiety, I’ve literally exhausted my spoons checking my posts over and over when I know callout culture is just going to screencap whatever I say out of context and blithely demand for my head for being a “despicable person” anyway. Hell, I could fucking start talking about my personal childhood and someone would probably manage to twist that into me saying “I eat babies for breakfast!” ….and that right there is just as fucking likely to be screencapped and posted as just a quote.

we get it, you’re gay.
my sexuality is not a shirt that I take off at the end of each day, it is not dirty. I do not dress myself in lesbianism just for the fashion perks; homophobia is not in style. i am not a living light switch, I do not turn myself off to solve all your problems, my light will not go out because it’s too bright for you.
we get it, you’re gay.
if I stop talking about it, it will not go away. I would say I am sorry to disappoint but I am not sorry, I am gay, I am very gay and I am not sorry for who I am, I am only sorry that you have a problem with self-liberation and confidence.
we get it, you’re gay.
I can tell when someone is uncomfortable and my sexuality is making you uncomfortable, you are upset that I am comfortable in my own skin, you are upset that I am comfortable with the fact that I love girls and you are uncomfortable about the fact that I won’t shut up. you can’t silence my sexuality, actions speak louder than words.
we get it, you’re gay.
you don’t mind that I’m gay you just don’t want me to be too gay, because being too gay is distracting. you want me to be quiet gay, nice gay, understanding gay, your-gay-friend gay, let-you-get-away-with-everything gay. I can like girls but I’m supposed to whisper that kind of thing, not shout it. the neighbors aren’t supposed to hear.
we get it, you’re gay.
you say you understand, but you’d rather just push it under the rug. it’s okay if I’m gay, but I shouldn’t rub it in your face. you don’t mind, you say, but you can’t help but notice how many people are gay these days and you assume it must be some kind of practical joke. I am not a joke, my life is not some riddle, do you see me laughing? this is not funny.
we get it, you’re gay.
oh, I’m just rebellious, I’ve been told. a rebellious teen confused by the media, so tell me, where is my army? where are my hundreds of thousands of lgbt soldiers, ready to fight this war on love? we stand united but we are not armed, because if we bring the weapons we have guaranteed ourselves a two-minute five o'clock news slot, tragic tragedy, one-more-gay-gone, let’s save the world, let’s save the gays.
we get it, you’re gay.
“lesbians have ruined flannels for me” because the community was supposed to ask for a style after you denied us basic human rights? I’m sorry gay girls have ruined plaid for you, but it never looked too great on you anyway. maybe you should stick to solid colors; if you put too many shades on one shirt, it might look like a rainbow and someone might accidentally think you’re gay. can’t have that.
we get it, you’re gay.
don’t annoy the straights! eyes wide open, avoiding ticking bombs of discrimination, it happens all the time but there’s no way to prepare yourself for hate speech coming from the mouth of your mother or your teacher or your best friend. I bite my tongue to keep from coming out but you’re just so sure that you can trust me, I’ll get it, no offense, no hard feelings, I will understand.
we get it, you’re gay.
I am not going to hit on you, just because I like girls does not mean that I like you, I love myself and I love being gay. do not make my sexuality about you, my life does not revolve around you. I’ve undressed in front of you my entire life but now you insist on changing in the next room. you don’t say it, but I know. I’m not a friend, I’m a predator.
we get it, you’re gay.
you can ramble all day about how that kid in your physics class is just to die for, but the second I mention that a girl in my history class is cute then all eyes are burning holes into my skin. you don’t have to bring your gay with you everywhere, leave it at home most days, it’s too embarrassing to share.
we get it, you’re gay.
I don’t look gay enough, I’ve heard. do I need to carry a sign with me everywhere to broadcast that I Am Not Straight, I am g-a-y gay, rainbows all over my body and in my back pocket, just so you can see?
we get it, you’re gay.
oh, but you tell me that I am not gay I am not gay because I am a girl that likes girls, I can only use the word lesbian. I didn’t know that I erased my name tag and handed it to you, I didn’t know that you were in charge of what I called myself, I didn’t know you were allowed to police my labels; I never asked for your opinions but that never stopped you anyway, do you understand?
we get it, you’re gay.
so, by gay, do you mean really gay or just a little gay? lipstick lesbian, three-way fantasy, am I right? what stereotype would you like to claim, or would you prefer that I choose?
we get it, you’re gay.
truth or dare has always been a death sentence for me, and anyone that says that party games aren’t lethal doesn’t know pure poison, I grew up drinking venom from vodka bottles because alcohol was nothing to a child on the run. so explain to me why I would stop now.
we get it, you’re gay.
in every wedding aisle there’s a “mr.” and a “mrs.” who’s the man in the relationship, they’ll ask us, nothing about us is traditional but they’ll insist we wear white anyway. marriage equality, what else are you fighting for?
I get it, you’re straight.
you’re the cool straight friend. you’re the best straight friend any gay person could ever have, asking for fashion advice and introducing me as your “gay friend.” you say that you have a pretty great gaydar, and you knew all along. do you also know that I want you to shut the fuck up?
I get it, you’re straight.
capital s “Straight,” straight as a telephone pole, straighter than a ruler. so straight and everyone knows without you saying a word because you people are everywhere. you’re on cereal boxes and billboards and in every television show. you’re the main character but we’re just there for a little drama, an episode or two, and then we’re gone.
I get it, you’re straight.
you have never had to come out of the closet because you were never in one to begin with, you own the entire house and didn’t even give us enough room to be. has anyone ever told you how dark and crowded a closet is? it is so hard to breathe with so little space to exist, I’m surprised my thoughts didn’t suffocate me over the years, would you have even noticed?
I get it, you’re straight.
you’re a girl and you like boys, only boys. I mean, everyone experiments in college, right? everyone loves that song, I kissed a girl, because everyone loves just to give being gay a try without the weight of what it really means. it’s not cheating if it’s with a girl, right? right?
I get it, you’re straight.
no homo, bro! holding hands, sharing drinks, making eye contact, it’s not gay, no homo. just two pals being gals, no homo, don’t worry, we’re straight!
I get it, you’re straight.
you have learned how to hate since the moment you were born. no worries, I have been too, but I unlearned heteronormativity so I could fall in love with myself. you preach it every sunday in church and every weekday at work, you learn that serving me is optional, that you can turn me away because you don’t like who I love.
I get it, you’re straight.
lets talk about me as a topic of class discussion, I am the focus of today’s debate, go. argue your stance. do you think this girl at table three should have the right to get married, the right to adopt, the right to buy milk, the right to exist? do you think this girl at table three is just trying to fit in? do you think the girl at table three should be allowed to go to prom? tell me, let’s talk about the girl at table three, no harm done.
I get it, you’re straight.
you are in every book I’ve ever read. the love stories are always about you, how can you expect me to grow up and not feel flawed? these novels teach me to hate who I am, it’s a miracle in and of itself that I’m still here.
I get it, you’re straight.
“there’s a war on straight people,” excuse me? we are just beginning to come out of the shadows because the earth is only now a little less haunted and you have the audacity to say that you are the ones under attack?
I get it, you’re straight.
every step we take is monitored and broadcast for the world to see. you are just a person allowed to make your own decisions but everything I do respresents my entire community and there is no space for me to make mistakes. I am not perfect but I am trying.
I get it, you’re straight.
you say that me being gay is not a big deal to you, it could be anyone, no big deal, not at all. but it’s a big deal to me, this wasn’t an easy thing to say. why should I silence myself, am I overreacting?
I get it, you’re straight.
there’s no rule book for being an ally and sometimes the borders become a little blurred, it’s easy to cross a line. I will help guide you but I will not hold your hand. I cannot always be there to watch the words that trickle out of your mouth, you have to remember that I am a secret.
I get it, you’re straight.
please stop talking about me like I am the latest news story, I am not a headline in big bold font, sometimes I just need a moment to breathe. I have these words printed into my skin just like a newspaper and I’ve never been more black and white.
I get it, you’re straight.
what’s it like to be gay? oh, you know what I mean, so when did you know? which girl turned you gay? why did you lie to us, how many times have you done it with a girl, what about with a guy? how can you be gay if you’ve never done anything? can you ever really know? what if it’s all a phase?
I get it, you’re straight.
the words we identify ourselves by are your insults. they lock us up for holding hands, they criminalize and sexualize our daily activities because they don’t want us corrupting the children. I’ve spent my entire life in an invisible prison with see-through shackles, this is on my permanent record.
I get it, you’re straight.
have you ever considered that my backpack is heavy because I have to carry the weight of your judgment to and from school every day, I have to carry a fire extinguisher in my lunch box because these toxic words are flammable. I might break my back but at least you don’t know.
I get it, you’re straight.
what’s it like to be “normal”? to never have to deal with the undercover I’m-sorry-for-you stares from the kids in the hallway, the I’ll-pray-for you promises spoken by nice ladies in their sunday best?
we get it, you’re gay.
when I’m telling my love story I do not want to lie. I will not censor the pronouns to protect the innocent because my happiness is not guilt-ridden. I am leaving this book open.
—  we get it.
Just Pretend - Part One

Note: I’ve had this done for a whiiiile, but I didn’t want to post it bc I didn’t know whether I wanted to leave it open-ended to make it into a series or not. Anyway, here you go now. Better late than never. Also, this is loosely based off of the movie The Proposal, so yeah.

Word Count: 2930

Pairing: Thomas Jefferson x Reader

Warnings: None. Secondhand embarrassment, you know how family is lol

AU: Modern/Fake Dating

“Yes, mother. I know, I’ll be there.” You sighed, running a hand through your hair as you slouched in your office chair.

You were on the phone with your mother while you sat in your office at work, and she was talking your ear off as usual.

“You’re gonna need a date. There is no way you are showing up to the family reunion without someone. Do you need me to call that boy from the-”

“Mom, I have a boyfriend.” You interrupted, without realizing what you said.

“Oh, you do? That’s wonderful! What’s his name?” Your mother asked, curiosity seeping through the phone.

At that moment, Thomas Jefferson walked into your office with a knock on the door. He was about to say something, when you put your finger up, silencing him.

“Thomas, not now.” You said, waving him off.

“Thomas?” Your mother said through the phone. “Oh, how did you two meet?”

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RP-Starters: Hate, Rivalries and Irritation

“Oh, great, it’s you.”

“I can beat your ass any day.”

“Just fuck off.”

“I was having a great day. Your ugly mug just ruined it.”

“Yeah, you’re doing awesome. If losing is awesome, anyway.”

“You? Better than me? Right.”

“Oh I’ll beat you.”

“There’s no way I’ll be losing to you.”

“Leave, or I’ll see that you’ll be leaving in a bag.”

“There’s no way you can do it better.”

“Now you’re just being arrogant.”

“Was that a challenge?”

“There are no words to describe how much I hate you.”

“Can you not?”

“I’ve never seen anyone do it that badly.”

“I didn’t even know someone could fail at this.”

“Even a baby could beat you.”

“I’m going to kill you.”

“You better start running.”

“Get the hell out of here, or I swear to god-”

The first time Jesse kissed Hanzo, it was because of something Jack said.

“How do you know if ya love someone, Jack?” Jesse asked him while they were staked out in Eichenwalde, waiting for Winston to give them the go ahead to attack.

Jack’s visor covered his eyes, but an eyebrow raised. “Why do you ask.”

“Well, I got the feeling I might just love someone but I…well , I never loved anyone before. Not really, anyway.”

For a moment, Jack didn’t say anything. His head was looking towards the sky, his deep scar visible in the moonlight. Then, soft yet firm, Jack muttered, “The trouble is, kid, you don’t really know how much you love someone until they’re walking away.”


Jack didn’t answer. Instead, he sighed. “Just tell ‘em, Jesse. Before it’s too late. I damn well missed my chance. Don’t you miss yours, too.”

When the fighting was over, and they were all going back to the dropship, Jesse made sure to pull Hanzo aside just out of sight before cupping his face and kissing him soundly. To his relief, Hanzo immediately pulled him in and kissed him back, wrapping himself around the other man.

With a feeling unlike anything he’d ever felt before burning in his gut, Jesse found that he’d answered his own question.


Originally posted by iwantcupcakes


Tony Stark X Reader

A/N: I love making Tony happy :’) but anyway here’s something I pulled together in a half hour. 

Words: 426

Prompt: It was in you that he found home.

Warnings: floof


Tony never really understood why he loved you. But he only knew that he did.

Because everytime that you walked into the room, he swears that he can’t help that stupidly wide smile that tugs his lips upwards, making his eyes crinkle at the edges, his eyes brighten and something flutter in his heart.

The thing about Anthony Edward Stark is that he’s never been so completely and utterly in love with someone that they occupy every single of his conscious thoughts, at most times seeping into his unconscious too. He knows that he loves you, but he doesn’t know why.

It’s just this deep, irrevocable belief that he loves you and he can’t stop doing it because he’s sure it’s going to kill him easier than flying straight into a wormhole.

It’s just this carnal need for your presence that often catches him off guard because as much as he comes off as an asshole and embraces that persona, he needs you.

He needs that part of you that whispers constant reassurances in his ears that he’s worth it. He’s safe. And that people care about him. And that you care about him.

Tony Stark is a man who has never had warmth. And that’s what he’s never had but it’s something that he’s always craved. It’s not the numerous blankets that he clings to at night that that provides the warmth he craves but rather the feeling of your arms around him, face buried in his neck and body pressed you his. Because it’s the warmth of you. Just you. Being with him, by his side. Just holding him. It’s that warmth that he craves. The warmth of human presence, much more welcoming than that of cold metal.

Tony loves you, that much it fact. But why?

Is it because you make his heart beat that much faster, smile that much brighter, laugh that much harder…?


It’s because you accept him. For all the flaws he has, for all the scars etched into his skin deeply, hurting with every moment he makes, every thought he has.

It’s because of your gentle but constant presence. Always there for him. Always ready to fight for him.

It’s because, in you, he’s found home. One that he’s wanted for so long. One he’s finally gotten after searching so long for that warmth, for that love.

Because to Anthony Edward Stark, you’re home.

And for that, he loves you.

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A lot of theories have been made for the “I’m just a boy from Cuba” comment and at this point if it’s not langst I’m gonna be disappointed. Anyway, here’s multiple ideas for how this could go!

-What if he’s talking about how great the team is (like he did with the yupper) and then he says it (in Spanish) and the team assumes he was bragging about himself and so they say something rude about how he doesn’t know when to shut up. He knows that they didn’t know what he said but it still hurt, and he now doesn’t believe anyone cares about him because no one noticed his tone and how he was nearly crying at the words

-what if he says it and someone knows Spanish but doesn’t say anything because Lance still seems happy, but later they notice just how much Lance actually puts himself down. But they think he’s still fine because he’s still happy and don’t do anything. Lance figures out that they know from the concerned glances, and believes since they never said anything, they must hate him and agree

-Someone hears him say it and believes it’s a good thing and says it back to him “and you’re (just a boy from cuba), right?” And Lance smiles but he’s dying inside

-and for the sake of feeling better, maybe it’ll be like Sokka (from atla)’s quote, “I’m just a guy with a boomerang. I didn’t ask for all this flying and magic!” But for Lance “I’m just a boy from Cuba. I didn’t ask for all this fighting and aliens!”

Or something like that, I don’t know


Monsta X were asked to described the member besides them.

Kihyun:  Jooheon looks manly on the outside but on the inside he’s very fragile, if someone speaks very strongly to him, he can get hurt. He is a fragile friend.  Everyone likes compliments, but if jooheon recieves compliments he will do more and better. if you get a chance to talk to Jooheon, give him compliments.

Jooheon: Our hyung, Our Dad, Shownu hyung, he is very brusque, it is true he is manly, but he kind of has a feminine side to him, he has a funny side and he has a cheerful/pleasant side. He is ambitious Because he is a reliable brother, just leave him alone that will be the best. Just feed him on time. Just feed him well.

Shownu: I.m listens well, you never know where he will pop up to, like a rugby ball, so you gotta catch and hold him.

I.M:  Our Wonho hyung because he really likes clothes, before going out together, he chooses which is better. Sometimes he says, things such as protein is good for this or that, he likes those things. And when he asks “ am I out out of shape, don’t you think” you should never say yes you’re out of shape, but you should always say you’re in shape. And when he does his make up because his skin is very sensitive he doesn’t use base but only eye make up.

Wonho: Minhyuk cries easily, but inside, in his heart, he tries not to hold grudges, but he is a man, so it can build up.. so to Minhyuk sharp words, even if its a joke, i dont think you should do it. Minhyuk is a very bright person, he is bright everywhere. I dont want people to say hurtful words to Minhyuk.

Minhyuk: Because he sleeps a lot, hyungwon needs only two things, first feed him meat or shrimp. dont wake him up, until he wakes up himself even if its morning or night, whether 9 or 10 at night, do not wake him up, and before bed just feed him shrimp or meat and thats perfect.

Hyungwon:  For kihyun, just keep clean around him, in fact if i just wake up, theres no problem with kihyun. I will try to do that.

anonymous asked:

Hey wondering if you could please rec some ace safe sh blogs? They can be so hard to find. Thanks for reading

Okay so this isn’t everyone but here are some people who I see being friendly and positive towards aro/aces and who I find trustworthy in that aspect. Lots of them are multifandom blogs but they all post Shadowhunters content. Some I’ve been following for months while others I started following literally today. Most of these ppl are my mutuals but not everyone and I’m sorry if I forgot anyone and also feel free to tell me if you don’t want your url up here for some reason and I’ll delete it. Anyway here we go:

First of all: @matthewbane (you can trust Sara, follow her pls)

Also: @katy-l-wood || @intangibel || @andrewminyardy || @pretteedizzeed || @grayacejace || @mammafairchild || @nightfallgoddess || @courageincombat || @arosendes || @aleclightwouldyounot || @sapphicalexandra || @sapphiclydia || @thisissirius || @sadlyamundane || @wolfpupmaia || @bismoaking || @queerlightwoods || @doctorlightwood || @clizzyiscanon

Again I feel like I forgot someone so I’m really sorry about that but anyway anyone’s welcome to add their url to this if you’re a Shadowhunters blog that is safe for ALL aro/aces (which by the way involves not being an ace exclusionist and not reblogging any of the subtly aphobic posts made by discoursers), it would be very much appreciated by lots of people <3

Who you should fight: RVB AI edition

Alpha: What the hell is wrong with you? Alpha has been through enough—being tortured by the Director,  all the shit he went through with the Blues, which includes but is not limited to time travel and dying a fuckton of times. Let him rest. Do not fight Alpha.

Beta: Holy shit man I mean if you think you can survive. Did you see what she did to the Reds?? And literally anyone and everyone who has crossed her??? Girl’s a fuckin badass who could fuck you up if you even tried it. Do not fight Beta.

Delta: Look I know we all love Delta but c’mon. You know you wanna. Go for it. Punch the nerd. Steal his lunch money. Fight Delta.

Epsilon: Epsilon has been through enough my pal. He’s tired and upset and lonely and holy shit leave him alone??? Let him rest?? Do not fight Epsilon.

Eta: Why would you. Want to fight Eta. Eta is Alpha’s joy. Why would you do this. Do not fight Eta.

Iota: Why??? Iota is Alpha’s fear why would you???? Do this????? Do not fight Iota.

Gamma: Honestly like, go for it. I mean, he assisted in torturing Alpha. His knock-knock jokes are awful. Still; go easy on him. He lost Wyoming. Fight Gamma.


Theta: Okay first of all why would you want to fight this cinnamon roll. Look deep into yourself to see if you can find the answer. You can’t, can you? That’s right bc Theta is a sweet child. Even after he killed a bunch of people in a murderdome he looked to North for approval okay leave the purple child alone. Do not fight Theta.

Omega: Oh yea man. Fight this guy. He’s dramatic and kinda scary but he’s actually a huge nerd. Punch him. Fight Omega.


“Aren’t you excited?” Davina asked as she mulled over the stalls and picked up a sparkling ornament.

“Why it’s just a stupid holiday, besides I doubt we’ll do anything for it.” You sighed and Davina pouted.

“That’s just sad, I’m going to see Marcel and Josh.” She told you and you nodded.

“I know you made me tackle someone to get Marcel’s gift.” You rolled your eyes a swatted at a glass ball ball.

“Anyway, I should head back… see you soon.” Davina hugged you and ran off, waving as she hurried off with her many glossy bags weighing her down.

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mara jade is more than luke’s love interest. i feel like the star wars fandom just kind of ignores her, and it’s really unfair. some of the fandom even hates her. but hating her because her relationship with luke doesn’t fit your headcanon, or for whatever reason (that’s the #1 reason i’ve seen mara hate on tumblr), that’s really not fair. she’s so much more than luke’s wife. she overcame years of psychological manipulation/abuse by emperor palpatine. she was just like “ok, screw that; i’m gonna go places anyway. i’m gonna do more with my life than just be someone’s puppet.” her character is so dynamic; she’s written better than some characters i’ve seen on screen. she just happens to be luke’s wife. that’s just part of the amazing character that is mara jade.  

Anyway I’m convinced that sometime in the week after Bernie gets back from Kiev, they finally settle into a comfortable routine of paperwork and coffee and sharing the office without wanting to make out against the desk (only the occasional flirt, someone’s foot tracing the length of someone’s calf) and one morning Serena has her head in some file, fumbling the pen between her fingers, when Bernie clears her throat, asks her if she’d like to go out on a date tonight? 

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When to just never bring it up

So I know I’ll eat shit for this cause everyone is all about “the feels” of the GQ interview, but I’m going to do it anyway. The story of the “I heart T.S.” tank top given by Tom makes no god damn sense so I’m going to work through it. 

***I have never claimed the relationship was fake just that it was heavily orchestrated for maximum publicity. Nobody come at me with what I’m sure would have been some colorful nicknames.***

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Call me crazy but I really feel like dating now a days is like going to a           drive-through, you know you won’t  get quality but you settle for a temporary satisfaction and eat it anyway.

I feel like we need to see and hear more about the type of people that still value romance and emotional connection, over a temporary sexual connection.

This is why I haven’t dated in so long, not because I don’t want to, but because I will take my time and do it the old fashioned way to find romance and a genuine connection.

Now, don’t get me wrong your sexual needs are valid but what I feel isn’t, is leading someone on, just to satisfy your sexual need and end up leaving that person heart broken. Instead of being reckless, why not find someone else that’s actually looking for just sex and won’t be affected by your actions?

Why do people go out of their way to do this? I don’t know and I’m not an expert on dating. 

All I know is that the day I meet her it will be honest, effortless, genuine, deep connection. 

I won’t settle for a temporary satisfaction.

Got7 React to You going on a school trip w/ Your attractive coworker

Bambam: He might feel a little insecure about it, but he wouldn’t admit it. “That guy- he’s so lucky to be able to go on a trip with you. He doesn’t even realize… Don’t let your guard down, (y/n). Men can be jerks. Make sure to text me everyday, and call me.”

Originally posted by jackseunie

Yugyeom: He’d pout. “Why does he have to go anyways? Can’t another one of your female coworkers go with you? That seems more proper…” he’d whine. “I just don’t want to see you having to deal with someone like that. It makes me worry.” He’d say, slightly showing his jealous side. 

Originally posted by mixedangel

Jackson: Protective boyfriend mode: on. He wouldn’t stand for if your coworker attempted to do something to you. “If your coworker tries anything funny, you let me know, and when you come back I’ll make sure he knows to never do that again.” He’d say sternly as he took off his coat.

Originally posted by got7jacksonwang

Jinyoung: “Really?” he’d say with a disappointed tone. It wasn’t towards you, but it was over the situation. “Does he HAVE to go?” He would ask and sigh out of frustration when you explained that you had no choice. He’d frown slightly, “just promise me that you’ll be careful.”

Originally posted by markjin

Mark: He’d worry. “Just don’t let him do anything that makes you uncomfortable… don’t let him do anything at all I mean!… when you come back we will spend time together because I’ll want to make up for lost time-” he  would end up rambling without thinking, which is out of character for him.

Originally posted by yugyeom

Youngjae: He wouldn’t want you to notice, but he would be terrified. He wouldn’t trust your coworker at all, but he wouldn’t want you to think he was overbearing. “(Y/n), have fun on your trip! Bring me back something.” He’d say with small smile, but in his eyes you could tell he was uncomfortable.

Originally posted by jiminthebun


Jaebum: He wouldn’t say directly to you, but he would worry. He wouldn’t let on to that until after you left though, the other members would be able to notice that he was on edge and his focus would be thrown off because he’d be thinking about you constantly. 

Originally posted by imjaeboms

~BangtanBunnie <3