that's all i want it life

Seriously, a couple of months ago I would have gladly gotten rid of the Vegas Golden Knights and their weird name but now it’s like, their prospects are adorable, their Twitter is a gift, Marc-Andre Fleury looks so happy and smiley and APPRECIATED and their jerseys are SPARKLY and I feel genuinely excited for them?!

SVT Leaders catching their female s/o or crush slow dancing

in honor of change up ruining my life :)

Originally posted by mingvus

this is fucking cute and very fluffy, i think my fluff is trash but thats for you to decide!! i just never (ever) know where to end?????????????? ALSO I THINK COUPS IS ANGST?? im idk im not sure sorryyyyyyyy

sorry if you dont know the songs one is korean one is english and one is french idk what two of them are saying but all three are beautiful i promise, you can replace them if you want it’ll still work

this was a request i think but its late and i cant find it but im doing the rest baby i promise!!!


if you’re new here pretty please request smth? got7 bts or svt! oh, and check out the masterlist, c’est nouveau!


Originally posted by hanwooz

“Fuck,” Seungcheol cursed under his breath after a few seconds h=at the red light, realizing that he’d left his jacket with you. He made a couple of turns until he was on the route to your house again.

He would have left the jacket he loaned you when you got cold at the carnival. He’d done it so many times that you could wear his clothes every day if you wanted, but he had also left his phone in his pocket so that would be a problem.

Pretty soon after turning back, Seungcheol reached your house. He stopped when he went to ring the doorbell, I shouldn’t wake her up,  he thought, remembering that you had hung his jacket up when you guys came in anyway. He looked around to make sure no one was looking before reaching above your doorframe and grabbing the spare key.

When the boy opened the door he heard a somewhat familiar song playing from somewhere in the house. He knew you sometimes played music to get to sleep so he ignored it and looked around for his jacket so he could get his phone. Seungcheol thought to leave the jacket in the hopes you’d want to wear it sometime. Along with other ways he felt about you, Seungcheol would never admit that he really liked seeing you wearing his clothes.

Some type of movement caught the corner of his eye and snapped Seungcheol out of his thoughts. He brushed it off as the living room lights flickering, but decided that you might’ve taken it of in there. 

Surprisingly, Seungcheol didn’t find an empty living room. Instead he found you, eyes closed and music softly playing as you swayed softly holding none other than the big teddy bear he won you earlier that night on what as not a date at the carnival. He finally recognized the song you were playing as “Say Yes” and also noticed that the bear was now wearing his jacket.

And you knew how pathetic you looked finding comfort in the scent of you best friend wrapped around a freaking bear but you were so content listening to your crush’s group members describe perfectly how you felt about Seungcheol and Seungcheol thought you looked so beautiful and really wished that he was that teddy bear.


Originally posted by sunkissedhao

It actually wasn’t Soonyoung that caught you making an absolute fool of yourself. No, this time it was the person you had once called your best friend, this evil wench who had betrayed you like this. 

Your roommate and best friend Y/F/N was very close to both you and your boyfriend Soonyoung, and for this reason she knew both of your most embarrassing secrets, including the fact that after you hung out or went on a date with the boy, you played love songs and dance and sang to them while you replayed the date in your head.

But tonight Y/F/N was super worried because the entire time you were out SOonyoung was texting her freaking out because he had planned a very romantic picnic for you two forgotten to pick up the food before going to your place.

Of course you weren’t upset at all by the simple mistake, especially since your boyfriend apologized and tried to make up for it for the entire date.

Your friend was still flooded with messages from an anxious Soonyoung who now believed that he was “the worst boyfriend Y/N could ever have” and this was Y/F/N’s pretty valid excuse as to why when you got home and went to your room she had to go through with her plan. 

You blasted “Moonlight” by Ariana Grande and just sang your heart out because god you loved Soonyoung so much.

But you did not love Y/F/N who took a video of you dancing and singing about the boy who you found out she sent the video to.


Originally posted by rapgodv

Your eyes reopened at the familiar sound of your son’s whine. Although your head had only just met its long awaiting pillow, you knew parting from it for a few more minutes to hold your son wouldn’t hurt anyone.

Jihoon cradled the 3 month old and bounced softly trying his best to calm him, “It’s ok, appa’s right here, shh, we don’t wanna wake your mommy, do we?” honestly that was exactly what his son wanted. No matter, the man sighed softly when he heard the floor creak in the hallway.

“I’ve got him Jihoonnie,” your voice barely above a whisper as you touched his shoulder in comfort. He would never admit it but you knew that he was just as tired as you were if not more.

He hesitantly let your arms slip in between his to take the smallest of you three away from him. You walked over to the radio next to his crib and softly played “Le Festin” Closing your eyes and forgetting all about your husband, your feet begin to move on their own, guided by the melody of the song. The slow safe familiarity of the movement and your arms around him quiets your son almost instantly and before the song is half done he’s snoring (just like his father). You continue dancing around with him for a while longer before finally tucking him in.

When you stand and see your husband in the doorway you jump, oblivious to the fact that he was there. You feel your cheeks warm and walk past the smirking man hoping that he wouldn’t mention it

anonymous asked:

u kno what? i used to think u were kinda weird for not wanting a boyfriend or anything and still drawing porn all the time, but now i get it. u ahead of the game and its about time i catch up lol

id actually love a boyfriend right about now? but relationships are so exhausting for me i just dont actively look for one :T also i just love drawin fat dicks so thats all there is to that lol

not 2 b that stereotype but i honestly feel like being a wife and mother and a caretaker and homemaker is what would make me most happy in life. i dont rlly have grand aspirations and 4 me thats ok. of course i will always enjoy art and writing and all my creative pursuits but i dont wanna use them as a means to get a lot of attention or make money… i dont trust many ppl and i dont want 2 b well known. i just want 2 have my little corner of the world and make it exactly how i want with no one intruding. i feel like the best way 2 get my “"message”“ across is 2 not share it with anyone but my loved ones, and that way it wont ever be twisted or replicated by the outside world so full of vulturous weirdos. anyways im looking up dinner recipes rn 4 when my bf comes home and my yiayia and i r gonna go to some knitting/crocheting classes soon! i used 2 be so good at knitting and i cant wait 2 take it up again and make tons of blankets. also im gonna start baking and maggie is gonna help me 😎💗


get to know me: favorite female character → the ‘avatar: the last airbender’ girls
“I’m a warrior, but I’m a girl too.”


We’ll wait for you Wookie <3 (08.14.2017 - May 2019)


I Can’t Think Straight (2008)

Context: Leyla, a Muslim British-Indian woman, is coming out to her mother, telling her “I’m gay.” Her mother reacts with horror and disgust, telling her “You’re up to your neck in sin” and going so far as to ask “Who did this to you?”

But it’s this scene that sums up the reality of LGBTQ+ desi youth. Our parents may very well love us and want the best for us, but the absolute bottom line is: our parents do not want us to be happy. They want us to be appropriate, to be respectful, to have children and well-earning careers, to fit into the mold of heteronormativity and gender roles, to be religious and pious. But no, they do not want us to be happy. Happiness doesn’t fit into it. To them, happiness is indistinguishable as a separate characteristic because according to them, doing all of these things should already be making us happy. The ideal created for desi children is that they shouldn’t strive to do what makes them happy, but what makes them “good.” Unfortunately, under this context, good is defined as anything that isn’t seen as immoral or out of the norm. 

A woman who is not straight is rejecting her role as a wife, and to a lesser extent, her role as a mother. She is rejecting the notion of subservience to men, of obedience and inferiority. Under our current system that is hugely patriarchal, a woman who does not submit is a threat. 

Now, I’m not saying desi parents are bad parents or hate their children because it’s pretty clear this happens in nearly every other culture in the world. But I am saying that desi parents do not make their children’s happiness a priority, they make their children’s success a priority: successful careers and marriages and children = successful lives. So if you ask a desi parent “do you want your kid to be happy?” they’ll immediately say “yes, of course.” But if you add on “do you want your kid to be gay if that makes them happy?” the answer will be a lot less positive.

This movie tackled Leyla’s sexuality and coming out to her parents absolutely head-on with no coyness about it. She goes straight up to her mother and admits that she’s a lesbian. But her mother’s reaction is really the thing that most “coming out” stories try to gloss over, or sugarcoat, or just in general avoid. Her mother admits with frank and brutal honesty the truth that all LGBTQ+ desi kids know: our parents would rather see us miserable and straight than queer and happy.

the foxes as things i've overheard at art camp
  • neil: i haven't slept in two days but i can still hold this pencil [pencil is shaking in hand]
  • andrew: i'm gay and i like this knife
  • kevin: my son has abandoned us for soccer— he's dead to me now
  • aaron: do you think this white pastel is actually just powdered pills solidified again
  • nicky: 'someone called me straight yesterday' <i>'i'm so sorry'</i>
  • matt: not all heroes wear capes, bro
  • dan: <i>'yeah i'm a feminist, i'm wearing pink even though i'm a guy'</i> 'that's not feminism, bitch'
  • renee: everyone is beautiful...
  • allison: ...but some people are more beautiful than others
  • seth: <i>'there's a lot of hostility going on in here, isn't there?'</i> 'oh yes, there is'
  • wymack: i used to avoid them, but then i realized something— i don't give a shit what they think of me
  • abby: do not poison your body with expired plastic and chemical juice or i'll have to hold your hand all day
  • bee: aw, look at you guys with all the life crushed out of you, come chat with me about that if you want
  • jean: my goal today is to be as edgy as possible
  • jeremy: all my professors were like 'ugh, no one uses bright color in serious artwork,' and i was like 'SCREW THAT!' and used Lisa Frank colors in everything
  • riko: i want to use a dead body in my art, like in the horror movies

lowkey pumped for camp half-blood confidential coming out in august

  • Naruto: Sasuke...
  • Sasuke: What
  • Naruto: Huh?
  • Naruto: Oh, nothing
  • Sasuke: You said my name
  • Naruto: Yeah, that's just something I got used to doing
  • Naruto: You know, after you left
  • Sasuke: ...
  • Naruto: Like, I'd look at our team picture... or a shooting star... or get really tired while training
  • Naruto: And then remember you and then, uh
  • Sasuke: ...
  • Naruto: Sometimes Sakura, Kakashi, Sai, or, like, someone would say something and it just reminded me of, of you, uh
  • Naruto: It's- rhe- rhe-
  • Sasuke: Rhetorical
  • Naruto: Un, that
  • Naruto: I said 'Sasuke' a lot, like, these past few years but you were never around and, um, I never expect anyone to respond because you're the only Sasuke I know and everyone else is, like, used to it so they don't say anything anyways and, and
  • Naruto: Stop looking at me like that, teme!
  • Naruto: It's all your fault, ya know
  • Sasuke: ...
  • Sasuke: Actually dobe, I don't know...
  • Sasuke: where to begin
  • Sasuke: What am I to you, again?
  • Naruto: *mutters* and he calls me an idiot
  • Naruto: How many times do I have to say it
  • Naruto: You're my friend
  • Sasuke: And...?
  • Naruto: My goal, my most important person, the one I want to spend the rest of my life with, yatta yatta, we've been over this a million times already
  • Sasuke: *grinding his teeth and clenching his fists* so how do you. Feel. When we're together.
  • Naruto: Oh, uh
  • Naruto: It's really weird
  • Naruto: I get all giddy and, like, my stomach gets all... Twisty? Probably because you piss me off. Yeah, that's why my heart goes all *flails wildly* like that
  • Sasuke: I... See...
  • Sasuke: And do you feel that way about anyone else?
  • Naruto: Of course not
  • Naruto: You're my one and only
  • Naruto: uh
  • Naruto: friend
  • Naruto: Best Friend*
  • Sasuke: ...
  • Sasuke: Naruto
  • Naruto: Hm?
  • Sasuke: I'm leaving the village
  • Naruto: What?! Again?! WHY??
  • Sasuke: Let's call it a journey of redemption
  • Naruto: Redemption??
  • Naruto: Teme you're not... Like, no offense, but you don't feel guilty for anything, right? Because you didn't do anything without a good reason so...
  • Sasuke: Let's just say that
  • Sasuke: I'm 'guilty' in the same manner that you think we're just friends
  • Naruto: Huh?
  • Naruto: What does that mean?
  • Naruto: Sasuke, where are you going?
  • Sasuke: I have to pack. Good bye, my one and only
  • Sasuke: friend*

Ya’ll know what I want? I want a scene where Pidge for whatever reason is all dolled up in a cute dress, with her hair nicely brushed and maybe some makeup (Most likely thanks to Allura), and I want Lance to walk past her, not recognize her, do a double take, and go flirt with her, all like ‘Well, Hello there, Pretty lady’, and for Pidge to just scream because she doesnt know what to do, and then Lance starts screaming because he realizes he just hit on Pidge.