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Positive things about the signs
  • Aries: You have this positive energy and are a really fun person to be around. You make most people happy and you're great at complimenting people. Nobody feels bored around you specially because you know how to party and make everything super fun. You're really fun.
  • Taurus: You definitely give the best and most fun presents. You can make smallest things look so much worth it with all the love and time you worked on the present to make it meaningful and beautiful. Your doors are always open for those in need and you can make your home feel like home to others. You're really kind.
  • Gemini: You have a great sense of humour and make almost everyone around you laugh. If someone is having a gloomy day you can make them forget all their sorrows and misery with your jokes and charming personality. You're definitely the best first date (and ofc more dates ;)) for people because you can make awkward situations almost funny and make people forget that few minutes ago things were awkward. You have a great smile. You make people feel all fuzzy and warm.
  • Cancer: You're someone people find easy to rant to. Probably because you're a great listener and try your best to support people when they're feeling blue. If someone would call you in the middle of the night and ask you to come over, because they're not feeling so good, you will be there with ice cream and you're ready to let the person spill all what is troubling them. You don't judge people and try to give people a chance. You really do have a heart made out of gold.
  • Leo: You're really loving and caring to those you love. You're generous and try your best to make people comfortable. People find you soothing and super charming. You're just a big kitty who wants to hug everyone, except those who hurt people you care about, then you roar!
  • Virgo: If someone stands up for their friends that would be you. Nobody can hurt the ones you love, that's just not going to happen on your watch! You make people feel really secure and you bring people comfort. If someone wants to watch a movie you might not be all that interested in, you watch it anyway, but of course discuss it heavily afterwards ;). You have the ability to discuss about things without making it an argument. You're a peace maker.
  • Libra: You're great at comforting people and make them forget their sorrows, however people who hurt you or your friends you don't let go so easily. Nobody can get get away with being mean! You easily charm people and you show most people kindness and try your best to be understanding and forgiving. You're really sweet.
  • Scorpio: You're really ambitious, if you have laid your eyes on some specific goal you try everything in your power to make it happen, no matter what! Since you have such a strong will power a lot of people look up to you and admire you. You're loyal to your friends and family and almost nothing can change that. You're sort of like a fluffy ambitious dog!
  • Sagittarius: You're almost always in a good mood. Like wow all Sagittarius' I know are always smiling! Everyone around you will sooner or later start smiling because you bring such positive aura. You stand up for people even those you don't know very well because you believe in justice. And you can be really convincing let me tell you that.
  • Capricorn: You're really passionate about things you love and give it your all into almost everything you do. You're really friendly and people flock around you, it's really hard to not like you.
  • Aquarius: You're really smart, like a wikipedia woah! If it's about a random fact you'll know about it. You love teaching people around you and people really appreciate you for it. Almost no one sees an Aquarius mad because you almost never are. You're really chill and people find it cozy to be with you.
  • Pisces: You have a really strong personality. It's hard to forget about you. Just like Scorpio you are very ambitious and try to make it to the top. You'll definitely succeed in everything you put your heart to because you're really strong. Don't forget that!

I Think We Made a Big Mistake

Lemme just start off by saying 2010 was a great year in animated shows. Unreal great. Like, seriously.

What

the

shit

happened

in

20

10?

To put this in perspective, about 2007-2009 wasn’t a stellar time for animated shows. The best one by far was Phineas and Ferb, and maybe … El Tigre (which had so much personality and life, but I haven’t seen since it aired so I can’t tell you how it holds up), but there wasn’t a lot of new stuff that lived up to the top contender.

Also important to remember is that in 2009, Cartoon Network briefly went insane and wanted to transition to more live-action shows or live-action/animation mixed like Out of Jimmy’s Head. None of these really held my attention, and it took airtime from the cartoons that could’ve come out.

We also could point out that Nickolodeon was well on its way to airing basically only Spongebob and Fairly Odd Parents forever amen (as much as I love those shows).

Disney Channel hosted P&F, but other than that, pickings were getting slim.

So, realizing that, you’ve gotta understand how remarkable it is that we were getting so many good shows all at once again! It was unreal!

But it didn’t stop there, not even for a year.

2011 gave us families.

2012 gave us blends of story and comedy.

2013 gave us stellar characters in interstellar adventures (also the Mickey Mouse shorts, but that might not count).

2014 gave us surprises.

2015 gave us heart.

And this year? A return to form. What with the Loud House finally breaking Nickelodeon’s streak of poor nicktoons, Voltron keeping the action cartoon alive from the Avatar team we love, and the upcoming Milo Murphy’s Law from the creators of Phineas and Ferb.

There’s also shows like Mighty Magiswords and Long Live the Royals on the way that could just as easily make this list.

So the question remains. What the hell happened in 2010?

Well, I don’t know what caused all this, but I’ll tell you what happened.

Sym-Bionic Titan happened on Cartoon Network’s Toonami. And nobody told me.

When I stumbled on it way after the fact, I thought I remembered seeing something like that advertised when I was a kid. You know, early 2000s action show. I figured it got lost in the Beyblades, Ben 10s, and Yu-gi-Oh ripoffs, and I could at least make peace with that.

But then I find out this aired just a few years ago and I’m shit-pissed. aND MY OWN BEST FRIEND APPARENTLY WATCHED IT AND NEVER?? TOLD?? ME??

how dare you I instantly forgive you.

What I’m getting at is this is a high quality show. Really high quality.

The basic premise is summed up best here:

The three main characters include Ilana, princess of the royal family; Lance, a rebellious but capable soldier; and Octus, a bio-cybernetic robot, all of whom must now blend into everyday life in Sherman, Illinois. Posing as high school students, Lance and Octus work to conceal Princess Ilana from General Modula and his hideous space mutants sent to kill the sole heir of Galaluna.

When called into battle, the Galalunans are outfitted with individual armor that provides more than ample protection. It is when the gravest of danger appears that Octus activates the sym-bionic defense program and he, Ilana, and Lance unite “Heart, Body and Mind” and come together to form the spectacular cyber-giant Sym-Bionic Titan.

If that sounds great, it absolutely is. The characters are well-devloped, the story is front and center, there’s continuity between episodes– everything we’ve come to love in some of our modern favourites. So, my point is … why the hell was this left out of the cartoon revolution?

Well … honestly, I can’t figure it out. Advertising? Not enough cross-promotion in the daytime? Weak word of mouth? It’s certainly nothing the show did wrong.

Why Watch It?

Reason 1: HOLY SHIT, IT HAS A STORY

I’m not gonna spoil much more than the summary, but despite the fact that it takes place on Earth for the most part and focuses on week to week stories, the overall story is very much in the forefront at all times– and you know how rare that is even for shows that do story well.

Reason 2: HOLY SHIT, IT HAS GREAT CHARACTERS

I’ll let you discover them for yourself, it’s too much of a treat, but I’ll just say, you might fall in love. Again.

Oh, and Voltron fans?

We found their son.

Reason 3: This Guy

So, even if you’re too young for some of these, you might’ve heard something called Samuri Jack is getting a fifth season after 10 years … and it’s going to be on Adult Swim.

Yeah, it’s gonna be badass.

The important part to all this is that this dude does awesome design, awesome shows, and if you have respect for any of these properties, you know you’re in for a good time.

Which leads me to

Reason 4: The Animationjfsfksnfksafafsj

Between the lighting and the angular designs, I just don’t know what to do with myself. Is bootiful.

Watch the first few minutes there. You see what I mean, right?

Reason 5: It Deserved Better

We’ve championed so many great shows in the past few years, but for whatever reason, we missed one. A great one at that. If you have any love for the shows I listed, I highly recommend you give it a chance. Who knows? You might just find another favourite.

International Playboy || Jeon Jungkook

Originally posted by tiredkook


Word Count: 3k

Genre: Angst/Fluff


Jeon Jungkook was someone nobody really understood. Everybody wanted to be with him, and nobody knew why. There wasn’t like there was anything good that came out of it. All of his old relationships were the exact same, it’s been that way since high school when you first met him. He would date the girl for a few weeks, and then break up with her. That was it.

Girls were attracted to the bad boy vibe he gave off. There was something about him that every girl wanted to tame, but none could. It didn’t matter how many hearts he broke, or what the girls said about him because in the end they would all have dated him again if they had the chance. And that was what made you so different.

After being his friend for three years, not once had you dated him or been in a romantic relationship with him.

Everyone was jealous of you, because you were the only girl he actively hung out with that he wasn’t dating at the time. Jungkook and you had become friends in high school and ended up going to the same college, and here you two were. You would watch him date several girls, and every time you would get jealous.

Sure, they thought that you being his friend was unfair. They thought that it wasn’t fair that you got to hang out with him all the time, apparently Jeon Jungkook was an object that was meant to be shared between everyone, and you weren’t allowed to even think about being close to him.

You didn’t like that idea. You didn’t like the whole bad boy vibe, you didn’t like the fact that he went around and broke the hearts of innocent girls, you didn’t like that he looked at everyone else that way except you. It was like there was something about you that just wasn’t appealing to him.

It hurt to know that, but you never said anything. You would never have traded being Jungkook’s friend for anything. Just being able to hang out with him and talk to him was good enough for you. It was torturous, but it was worth it. Jungkook had become someone he wasn’t, and you were the only one who got to see the real Jungkook.

When it was just the two of you hanging out in your dorm at night, he would tell you about his fears, his insecurities, his problems. The two of you would lay in bed and just talk for hours, nothing romantic or sexual about it. You would sometimes fall asleep and he would drape a blanket over you before making a bed on the floor and falling asleep. It was things like that that made you fall for your best friend.

Jungkook was someone nobody understood, except you.

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Positive things about the signs

Aries: You have this positive energy and are a really fun person to be around. You make most people happy and you’re great at complimenting people. Nobody feels bored around you specially because you know how to party and make everything super fun. You’re really fun.

Taurus
: You definitely give the best and most fun presents. You can make smallest things look so much worth it with all the love and time you worked on the present to make it meaningful and beautiful. Your doors are always open for those in need and you can make your home feel like home to others. You’re really kind

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cheerleader | jughead jones x reader

Originally posted by clayensen

request

written by: yours truly

edited by: @jugheadxreaderinyourhead

anonymous said: if you write smut, could you do a jugheadxreader where like in ‘hypnotized’ he’s got “cheerleader kink” or something but like he’s dating the reader and he goes to pick her up after cheerleading practice but he gets there early and he walks in the gym to see her dancing to the routine and gets flustered and they have sex in the locker rooms? if you don’t write smut could you just hint towards it at the end?? thanks so much

chapter song: focus // ariana grande

warnings: mild smut

jughead’s pov

i walk toward the gym, helmet in hand as i stroll through the halls of riverdale high. my girlfriend had asked me to pick her up from practice so i decided to surprise her and turn up early.

i was hoping to catch a glimpse of her in her river vixen facade. something about her in her uniform and cheering made me feel some type of way.

i just couldn’t get enough of it.

the loud speakers rang through the school as i neared the door, the music growing louder with every step. pushing on the door the music fills your eyes clearer than before.

♫"i can tell you’re curious, it’s written on your lips. ain’t no need to hold it back, go head and talk your shit"♫

i sneak toward the back trying to stay out of sight as i searched the crowd for y/n until my eyes land on her, in the middle of the formation, that’s my, girl i smirked to myself, leaning against the gym wall.

i watched her dance her best, flicking her hair behind her shoulder as she moved along with the beat. her hips grinding in an agonising manner.

her uniform, or therefore the lack of, drove me crazy. watching as she flips and dances, her skirt seems to spin showing off a little of what i seemed to yearn for.

♫"let’s find a light inside our universe now, where ain’t nobody keep on holding us down. just come and get it, let them say what they say.“♫

♫” ‘cause im about to put them all away, woooo"♫

a smirk creeps on my face as i watch her totally outshine the HBIC also known as miss cheryl blossom. i had seen y/n cheer on many occasions and i always saw that she possessed more talent than the red head.

the only thing holding her back from captain spot was the lack of blossom for a last name. everyone knew it- even cheryl-

she made her work harder than any of the oyhrt girls and took every opportunity she could to discredit her. that made her feel anything less than amazing.

unfortunately i always seemed to be the root of all of cheryl’s hideous jealously. dating a southside serpent was frowned upon for anyone living on the northside.

let alone a socialite river vixen as beautiful as y/n. some would say it was a crime that she could do better that. she deserved better.

out of all the things i knew - call me selfish but i was in love with her and i didn’t want anyone to have the chance to treat her anything above what i was.

♫"focus on me, fuh, fuh, focus on me, wooooo. focus on me, fuh, fuh, focus on me wooooo.“♫

♫"focus on me, fuh, fuh, focus on me, wooooo. focus on me, fuh, fuh, focus on me wooooo.“♫

♫"focus on me, ooooh yeah"♫

a smile spreads like wild fire on my face as they finish their number. all the girls seeming to bend over in defeat and exhaustion, my girlfriend on the other hand…

she continued to practice. i push myself off the wall walking toward the group clapping my hands, gaining the attention of the whole squad.

a hot headed cheryl turns to y/n a scowl on her face “this is a closed practice” she spits.

not even that can steal the grin on her face as she rushes toward me throwing her arms around my neck as mine dart to her waist wrapping around tightly as her feet leave the floor.

we join our lips in a long heated kiss, the whole gym staring at the two of us.

i pull back, grinning, placing y/n back on the ground. we turn and watch the blossoms face turn as red as her hair. she giggles into my chest fiddling with the ends of my leather jacket.

“practice is over!” cheryl yells flicking her hair off her tall shoudlers and storming out of the gym, minions at her hip.

“thanks for coming to get me” she purs pecking my lips. i kissed back. my arm slung around her waist. “wait is that your helmet? oh my you bought your bike?!” she squeals.

i rolled my eyes bring my lip between her teeth “sure is- you wanna go for a ride?”. she smirks nodding her head furiously.

“lets go”.

she laces her soft hands with mine and pulls me out of the gym and toward the front of the school. her small skirt swishing in the light wind.

she releases my hand as she rushes toward my bike, circling around it with a wild smirk on her face as she runs her hand along the seat to the handles.

“do i get to wear the jacket?” she teased and i roll my eyes crossing my leather clad arms over my chest. i retort with a cute shake of the head.

“fine- you always looked better with it anyway” she flirts swinging her leg over the bike straddling the seat, her tiny skirt rising to show of her long legs.

i lick my lips heading toward the motorbike jumping on, feeling her shift on the bike, shuffling toward me as she pulls herself flush against my back.

“you good babe?” i ask the girl, trying to distract myself from the warm body pressed against my own.

“let’s go baby” she teases fiddling with my collar before wrapping her soft arms around my waist, securing herself.

i speed off and out of the school parking lot. planning on taking the long way home, i wanted to show y/n the scenic view of riverdale. there was something so different about the view from a motorbike.

the absence of y/n’s hands from my waist is noticed in an instant, i furrow my brows getting ready to turn to make sure the cheerleader was still on the back of my bike when she places her hand on my thigh.

almost swerving off the road at the sudden contact, her warm hands massaging my inner thigh, enough for me to imagine the growing heat between her two long legs.

i tense under her touch cussing out loud as i crave her touch. “y/n baby” i groan as she works her way over my crotch.

i can hear her giggle as she brushes over my bulge bucking her hips against my back.

gripping the handles, my knuckles turning white as i try to focus on the open road, cussing i miss the turn off and speed toward the southside.

i need to get the hell off this bike.

her hands work their way over my bulge, every stroke sending me closer and closer to the edge.

i can feel her laughter vibrate through my chest as she brings her legs up over my own.

the engine hums underneath us as we rapidly approach the trailer, her legs wrapping around me as her hips rock into me pulling my focus from the road.

i moan as her hands move faster, removing one hand and gripping onto her thigh, trying to release some of the built up sexual frustration.

the trailer comes into sight and i skid infront. y/n’s grip tightens her hands shooting from my lap to my chest clinging to me as the bike comes to a screeching halt.

i move swiftly off the bike turning to see a blush creeping up on y/n’s face. taking one look at the gorgeous river vixen on the back of my bike i lick my lips.

she turns on the seat, dangling her legs in front of me, parting them ever so slightly.

charging forward i crash my lips onto hers, my hands gripping at her thighs and tugging the beautiful girl into me. her legs wrapping around my waist.

i pull her onto my hips, off the bike and into the house throwing her down on the bed.

my eyes scan her body as she fiddles with the tiny blue skirt “so are you going to help me out of this uniform or am i going to have to do it myself?”

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anonymous asked:

Could you pleasewdo #24 and #59 w/ Montgomery from 13rw. Thank you, darling.

I’m literally awful ,I’m so sorry I’m taking a millennium to get these done. Buttt since I did Childhood Best friend!Jeff, I had to do Childhood Best friend!Monty as well!

24. If I trip over one more of your shoes, I’m throwing them all away.

59. … or we could make out…

If I trip over one more of your shoes, I’m throwing them all away,” she threatens, throwing another pair of Monty’s shoes over her shoulder, “You hoarder.“

Monty was cleaning out his entire room, closet and all, and had found a bunch of things from their childhood. Since they had grown up together it didn’t feel right to start throwing things away before at least showing her first.

“I’m not a hoarder,” he detests, “I prefer the term sentimental.”

She snorts. Montgomery De La Cruz, sentimental. Like anybody would believe that. It’s not a complete lie though. He can be sentimental, about the things that matter to him. He puts on carefree front. The kind of front where everyone believes he’s a dick who doesn’t care at all, about anyone or anything. But she knew better. She knew who he was when nobody was watching.

They’ve been neighbors their whole life and were each other’s first best friend. All of their fondest memories include each other. Especially the ones before they grew up and found how complicated and cruel the world could be. Back when she was naive and he was sweet. What a shame that they both had to grow up.

“Hey, check this out,” she laughs, handing Monty an old photograph of them. They were three, maybe four, and he’s pecking her on the lips, the way children innocently do.

He takes the picture from her hand, examining it thoughtfully. How many girls has he kissed since then? He’s not sure, but it’s gotta be up there. And the only one that matters is one he was too young to actually recall.

He can’t remember when it happened. Maybe they were eleven, or maybe it was closer to thirteen. But over the course of time, when they started to get older, when they started to change, his feelings towards his best friend started to change as well.

She had always been his favorite everything. His favorite memory, his favorite laugh, his favorite midnight-food-run-buddy, his favorite smile, his favorite person. And although they had never slept together, or even really kissed for that matter, her body, her soul, was his favorite, too.

“We should make some headway on all of these piles you’ve got here,” she suggests, snapping him back to reality.

… or we could make out …” he throws out there, rubbing the back of his neck anxiously. He’s never nervous around girls, being cocky is his thing. But when it her, someone who actually matters, he’s scared as hell.

“Did that picture give you some throwback Thursday vibes?” she laughs, bending down to sit in front of him.

“You’ve never thought about it?” he asks.

“No, I have,” she nods, a tiny smirk playing at her lips.

“Then come here,” he extends his arms to pull her closer to his chest.

She folds into him seamlessly, placing her hands on the sides of his neck. They lean in at the same time, meeting in the middle, just like they always have. Their friendship had always been 50/50, the perfect ratio of give and take.

She’s soft in ways he never could have imagined, her skin like satan and lips like silk. He’s warm in ways she had always hoped he would be. He feels like home and tastes like adventure.

“You’d say we’re pretty close, yeah?” he pants, dragging his fingers down the bare skin of her arm.

“Quite close,” she replies, wrapping her legs around his waist.

He lets his lips drag over her neck lazily, his breath becoming ragged as his hands move to tug at the hem of her shirt, “What if we got just a bit little closer?

cheeseasaurus-rex  asked:

What is you ideal way Superman would show up for Justice League? Or, what are your theories on how they might go about it? I flip flop between wanting the quiet return and a triumphant where the Frick did he come from hans zimmer junkie xl explosion of heart punching music return. Make this as serious or ridiculous as possible if you get a chance to answer this. I live for both when it comes to your blog.

hal jordan appears at the 40-minute mark, defiant and serious, flying before everyone like a proper hero, his green glow flashing across the justice league's faces as they had lost all hope for the outcome of the battle. there’s a hint of symbolism about his messiah-like introduction as the parademons are wreaking havoc in the background and he shows no fear in the face of great adversity. as the hopeful music blasts throughout the theater, a comet-like person bumps into hal, throws him out of the air and there, from the ashes of the impact, clark joseph kent emerges, slowly, surely, in renewed light, and proceeds to wistfully stare straight into batman’s wide-open eyes, solemnly whispering: "bitch. you thot" (implying that indeed, bruce was under the false impression clark was dead, and that, additionally, he is a thot). the theater goes wild. people start kneeling and praising our lord and savior zack snyder. i’m still here having to justify to anons why justice league was canon and that i won't change my mind about liking it. wonderful. fantastic. a show stopper to be discussed among critics for the next year. why did superman return from the sky when he was buried? i don’t know. maybe he got up there just to bowling-style strike his way straight into hal

no, alright, i get this question a lot, so let me say: i don’t know? i can usually assess on a pretty accurate scale the approximate approach of something happening or not, or the way it might happen, but like… i don’t know. they might want to bring him back in the most glamorous way possible but i think we’re way past the messiah analogies for clark (which were burnt to the ground in every single dceu movie so far)

personally? i want something subtle. i want something so rawly unimpressionable, it’ll put you out of the watching-a-film trance. nothing poetic. have clark appear at his parents’ house, have him stand in front of martha, no words, and show me the scene of martha going from complete bewilderment to breaking down and hugging and kissing her son. have clark not return to the world, have him stay hidden because nobody ever wanted him out there, nobody ever did anything but hurt him when he was thrust into this without wanting to. when trying his best wasn’t enough. when he knows that despite people revering him posthumously, they’ll still consider him a danger if he returns to them

have bruce, not the rest of them, have bruce track clark down with no explanation how he found out, have him face him and show me bruce fucking wayne trying to apologize to the man he hurt without ever actually saying the words because that’s so typical of him and he’s not going to change. have him show clark that he’s sorry and that he knows better now and he’s trying, he’s trying so damn hard, but instead of using those words, have him say, “the world’s in peril. we need you. you’re superman”. give clark the space he needs to be the superman we know without putting him on a pedestal

then have him fly to the stratosphere and pull out his blue eyes white dragon yugioh style moves straight into hal because i liked that part

Living with Yixing

Originally posted by daenso

  • You would be the first one to wake up in the morning
  • You wouldn’t get out of the bed, you would just watch him sleep
  • You waking him up by playing with his hair
  • He would wake up but keep his eyes closed because he would want you to play with his hair more
  • You walking around in the house only wearing his t-shirt
  • Him playing the guitar for you
  • And the piano
  • And he also sings
  • Boyfriend goals
  • Wearing matching socks in the house
  • You jamming to his songs while taking a shower
  • Of course he would hear it and sneak into the shower
  • Him cooking for you
  • Him nearly burning the kitchen
  • “Maybe we should order something, Yixing?”
  • “No way, I got this babe.”
  • Him losing his stuff often
  • “(Y/N), have you seen my glasses? Oh wait, they’re on my head…”
  • Spooning on the couch
  • “Can I be the little spoon?”
  • “No.”
  • Eskimo kisses
  • You wearing his hoodies
  • Him wearing your hoodies too
  • You would be sad when he has to go overseas 
  • “Give me one of your panties to keep me company.”
  • Him using you as a pillow
  • He would show you the magic of his dancer hips
  • Like every night
  • You wouldn’t say no, nobody would.
  • Him waking up with a lot of marks on his body *wink wink*
  • You having a collection of plushies on your shared bedroom
  • Him trying to teach you how to dance
  • “I think it’ll be better if you just watch me.”
  • KISSING HIS SIMPLES WHENEVER YOU HAVE THE CHANCE THAT’S THE BEST THING

Let’s just go over how fucking stupid and contrived that scene was. MK, an extremely intelligent clone who knew how to take advantage of all kinds of technology to detect and escape from danger, and up until this point put her survival above everything else, suddenly decides to give herself up. And don’t tell me she did it because she cared about Sarah and/or Kira when a short while ago she chose to run off and leave them all to their own devices when it benefited her. She survived Helsinki and avoided being found for years, she was so cautious and secretive that even the other clones didn’t know she existed. She got revenge on Ferdinand and stole $3 million from him, she could have gone just about anywhere to be safe and contact the others about her sickness from there, but she went to Felix’s loft?! What the fuck? There was no logical reason for her to go there. There was no logical reason for her to not try to escape with Sarah. None of it made any sense. Then we had to watch the man who tried to kill MK, burned her face, and slaughtered her best friend and sisters, brutally pummel her ribs while getting a sick pleasure out of it. He literally expressed being thrilled to play out “two revenge fantasies in one,” finishing Project Helsinki and at the same time directing the anger he felt toward Rachel onto MK. I guess a tv show about corporations owning women’s bodies just isn’t complete without some gratuitous male violence against women to show you that “nobody is safe.” It was bullshit, it was all bullshit.

anonymous asked:

How about "no the house isn't haunted, why do you ask?" With Jason and another Batkid playing a prank on one of Bruce's business partners?

It’s common knowledge among the family and their close friends that Jason will try to screw with people at any chance he’s given. Be it a trick, a prank, mindless mischief, Jason will do it. And sometimes he happens to… coerce (read: blackmail) those around him into helping him with his latest scheme. So it just so happens that when Bruce announced that one of his newest business partners was going to be coming to the manor in a few days, Jason started cooking up a new plan to cause a bit of mayhem. He pulled Dick into a room and started to explain what he had in mind, and even though Dick was reluctant, he agreed after a bit of blackmailing persuasion. 

Bruce had asked Dick to show his business partner around the house while Bruce himself finished up some paperwork for the deal. This of course was all a part of Jason’s plan. As Dick led the partner around the halls of the manor, Jason made sure to place himself in strategic locations; at the top of the stairs, in the halls, looking out of the windows. He had instructed Dick to act like he couldn’t see him, so when Bruce’s partner started trying to initiate conversation with Jason, Dick had to use his acting skills to make it seem like he was concerned. “Sorry, who are you talking to?” Dick tried not to make eye contact with Jason “The young man standing right next to you. Don’t you see him?” Dick put on a worried face, looking next at Jason and then saying “Are you sure you see someone? Because there’s nobody here…” The business partner started to look concerned himself “M-Must be a trick of the light.” Dick nodded and continued on while Jason tried his best not to laugh. As Dick continued to show the businessman around, Jason watched as the man kept making eye contact with him and then looking towards Dick to see if he too was seeing Jason. When Dick made no sign of seeing Jason, the man cleared his throat. “Say, is there any chance this house might be… haunted?” Dick held back a laugh “No the house isn’t haunted, why do you ask?” The man looked towards where Jason was standing, then back at Dick “W-Well there’s this man that’s been following us for a while, ever since the stairs. And you don’t seem to see him, so I thought maybe…” Dick quickly decided that Jason would owe him one when he said “Well, now that you mention it… Bruce had another son, years back. His name was Jason and he was killed. Some say that his soul came back to the manor and that he’s still roaming these very halls. So it could be him that you’ve been seeing.” The man paled as Jason moved closer to him and then practically jumped out of his skin when Jason put a hand on his shoulder. “I-I think t-that I’m going to have to m-move the meeting to another l-location. T-tell Bruce that I’m terribly s-sorry.” With that the man rushed out of the house to his car as Jason and Dick finally let out the laughter they’d been holding in the whole time. At least until they heard Bruce clear his throat behind them. “Care to explain why my business partner just ran out of the house practically crying?” 

Dear kara danvers,
I’m sorry.
- sincerely everone who watched season one and hoped for the best for season 2 only to end up getting another shit CW show that fucks over the female characters and makes the white male character that nobody asked for, make her feel like shit at every turn. You deserve better than this

Racism in Fandom: My Experience with The 100

So with the 100 about to start again (NOT going to watch it though), I thought it would be a good time to talk about how racism in fandom and television and my experience with the 100, as well as why I, along with many others should have realized it was problematic from the beginning, not only when a lesbian was killed (this is also the reason I deleted most of the 100 posts off my blog, even the ones after Lexa’s death).

In February, the majority of the blogs I followed were freaking the fuck out over Clexa. So I thought, why not? I’ll binge watch it. Everyone I followed was going on and on about its great representation. But while watching, I kept having the nagging feeling something was seriously wrong with this show.

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Winner’s Luck

Tom Hiddleston x Actress!Reader

Summary: Tom is called onstage to receive an award from you, the presenter. A congratulations cheek kiss turns out to be something else. (Based on this prompt from thfrustrationprompts)
Genre: Romance/fluff
Rating: T
Warnings: Swearings
1,371 words

Notes: Just uploading this Tom one that I wrote a while ago while I finish the next request! A silly thing in this sea of wonderful Tom’s fics and its incredibly talented authors. Hope y’all enjoy! <3


He.

Tom let out a small gasp as he saw her sliding down the stage graciously with her wine dress. Her legs appearing way longer and tan than he’d ever saw before with the cut-out right above her thigh.

If he only knew she was the one presenting his category.

When she reached the microphone, one of the stage helpers handed her the so called envelope and she smiled muttering ‘Thank you’. Right there, Tom got lost in his tracks.

All the pictures of her that he had came across the internet didn’t do her beauty justice. She was so way more lovely in vivid eye.

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ID #46660

Name: Niten
Age: 15
Country: Switzerland

Um.. I´m not sure how stuff like this usually works but whatever, here I am.

I´m Niten, Hi. Basically Niten is not my real name but I´ll tell you my real name as soon as we start a conversation lol. I´m and actually an introverted dork who likes books, videogames and bonfires at summer nights. When we become closer I can tell you more things about myself, like Sexuality etc. lolol (Im a shy and insecure bean don´t kill me) I´m in love with Astrology, Space AND WANT SOMEONE TO DISCUSS CONSPIRACY THEORIES WITH LIKE oMG this SHITS wILD. I love art and I´m super passionate about drawing, which is one of my hobbies. (That’s right, this girl got hobbies.)

I hate mathematics but only because I sometimes don´t get it otherwise I actually enjoy math. I love History.

I fluently speak 2 Languages. I really want to improve my English. Currently I´m learning Spanish and French (WHICH I REALLY SUCK AT OMG HELP MY POOR SOUL)

My MBTI Type is INTP. (like I said; Introverted dork lol)

I make a lot of stupid puns and jokes don´t hate me for that but I can´t help myself. AYYYY-

ok.

I love listening to music. So if you want to we could send each other CD´s with music on them. (only if ur ok with that)

(Or CD´s with music and WITH secret messages on them that you can make with the program DeepSound – which I used to do with one of my friends. Call me childish but that shit´s cool, especially when nobody gets it.)

I listen to Ed Sheeran, Oh Wonder, Billie Eilish – Actually I listen to almost every kind of music.

I´m a sarcastic piece of shit. I love to watch TV Shows such as : SKAM, Sherlock, Doctor WHO, Riverdale, The Walking Dead, Supernatural, Mr. Robot, Big Bang Theory etc. -> I also watch Anime.

I have ship´s such as : PHAN, LARRY, JOHNLOCK, VICTURI, Reylo etc.

Also I´m searching for a best friend who I can facetime/Skype with at 2 am, who I can send ugly Snapchats to (lmao) and who´s there for me and who I won´t lose contact with after 2 days, and maybe even someone that I could meet one day. We can chat on Tumblr, Whatsapp, Snapchat, it doesn´t matter and if you want to we could send each other letters with stuff like pictures, pressed flowers or just gifts. (Again, only if your ok with sending letters etc. )

I´m shy and awkward at the beginning but just give me time and I will release the beast. Lmao jk

Preferences: Age 14-17

- Idc about gender lol (But I would prefer Girls since I can relate more but if you´re a boy thats completely fine)
- Any sexuality
- Any Religion
- IF YOU ARE HOMOPHOBIC, RACIST etc. GET YOUR ASS AWAY FROM ME THANK YOU.
- Don’t be a dick
- Don’t be an asshole
- otherwise you´re welcome
- yas
- ok wtf am I doing
- I actually made myself cringe like wow
- ok bye I´m waiting

Chameleon [part 3]

Synopsis: [still in construction]
Requested: not at all
Pairing: Bucky×Reader
Warnings: none so far

Preview: Part 1; Part 2; Masterlist

A/N: A lovely reader contacted me last night to know if she could be part of my tag list. I didn’t have one but because of her, I thought maybe other people wanted to be tagged on the following chapters. So if you are interested in making part of my readers list, let me know. 


“Have you ever been in a fight?” Natasha tied her hair in a pony tale such thing she only did when training. Letting her hair down was her thing and everybody knew that.

“A couple of times.” you replied. “But I’ve been in several car chases, so don’t go start of thinking I’m a total inexperienced.” Natasha gave you a half smile because she knew you were being comic. It was the type of line she could imagine herself saying with the same tone you used but not everybody would get her humour. 

It was your first day at the gym with Natasha and you could consider yourself excited for what was to come. You had to admit that you were afraid of pissing her off with your lack of fighting skills. As you told Steve before, you were more of a strategist. Getting physical would be your last option in whatever situation. 

“Come on, show me what you can do.” agent Romanoff expected to see your best moves, total force and impact. She really wanted to have at least one reason to like you, to accept you. 

“What do you mean? You want me to just… like… go?” you had no more time to discuss your questions, next thing you saw was Natasha attacking you and you really did not want to get hit by her. 

You tried dodging her fists, but this woman could really take you down so easily. She was just giving you some beginners level of training and you already failed. She stopped her moves and watched as you panted with your back bent down and your hands on your knees. “What the hell?!”

You got up and Natasha waited so you could take a breath before she attacked you again. She was getting entertained, yes, but she wanted you to succeed and survive this first day like a real woman, like an avenger. 

“Are you trying to kill me?” again you came up with questions and so far this was being the longest dialogue you had since you got there. Natasha smiled. Your mind was only now questioning if tomorrow you would wake up to be alive or just have been gone to heaven after this training session. 

“Don’t be a chicken, Y/N. If you are here, if you are going to stay, there are things you must get through. This is just the beginning.” her crossed arms were now positioned as she would start round two, you got up quickly to your best posture and tried imitating her. “Ready?”

Hell no. You didn’t want to break your whole skeleton that morning but hey, you had a better plan. It would compromise the low profile you wanted to keep, but if you really wanted to blend in the group, to fit in as you had thought last night, you had to start making your moves. Sooner or later this would happen, right? Right. 

“Hell yeah.”

Natasha who was on the other side of the gym, took your last words as fuel to run towards you and do what she thought would be best, teach you how incredibly awesome were her moves and you had to at least learn one third of them until your first mission. 

But barely knew Natasha that you had other things in mind. Why learning them if you could only copy everything? Sounded weird if you wanted to say it out loud, but there was where your low profile got ruined and you used your mutant powers to copy Natasha’s DNA in mere seconds just before she threw her first punch and you dodged as if the real Natasha would do. 

“What the f-” she took a look on your face that looked just like her own. The perfect replica, better than any twin could ever look like the other. Agent Romanoff got interrupted by your grasp on her arms that made her spin around and get on her knees. She then found herself in the weirdest situation ever, having to fight against herself, it was’t Y/N anymore. 

Her legs swung to the sides dropping you in an amusing way to the floor. She got out of your grasp seeing an opportunity to go on top of you and just hold you down the way she knew you couldn’t get away. Well, at least she thought Y/N couldn’t get away. “What is that? What the hell is that, Y/N!?”

She screamed at you, she was completely confused so you decided to go back to your own skin, leaving Natasha’s DNA stored in your brain. The transformation was so fast and done kind of magically that under Natasha’s eyes, it was the most incredible thing she could have experienced. 

“Can you now let go of my arms?” you asked and so she did. She got up scared (or was it impressed?), and gave you a hand so you could get on your feet again. 

“So that… That’s what you have been hiding.” she concluded. 

“Well, it has only been a day and a few hours I got here. It isn’t the longest I kept a secrete. But yes, I did not want it to be used like that.” You said. You were pretty talkative today, it was unusual. Maybe it was happening because after so long, you had people around that you could have conversations with. 

“Tony must see this.” Natasha rushed to the door and you couldn’t let her go. 

“No! He can’t. Nobody can know about it now. Just for now…” she stopped to hear you. She wanted Tony to see what you were capable of even though it was scary and dangerous. “I guess I only showed you because we will get to spend some time here with you trying to kill me, while the only thing I have to defend myself is using other people’s skills.”

“Right.” Natasha swallowed your words still thinking about everything that just had happened. “But letting the others know about this” she pointed at you “will change things around here. They will see you as part of the team.”

“Nobody trusts a woman who can ‘change skin’. Don’t you see? They will never like having me around afraid of what I will turn into. Or what I’ll be doing in another skin.” you tried to show your point that was more than valid. Natasha understood. She looked at you, she watched your figure for silent seconds until she came up with something to say.

“Fine. But we need to talk about it. Your first mission is coming soon and we need to know what to do.” 

You nodded. Natasha had a half smile again, it was her best try of making you feel comfortable. She wanted you to trust her now that she knew about your powers, but there were still a lot of things she wanted to know about you. She knew it wouldn’t be easy because, just like herself, you had your past, your traumas, and your deepest secrets.


“How was the first day of training?” Asked Clint as you entered the living room where almost the entire team was gathered. 

“Not bad.” Answered Natasha glancing at you reminding you that she was being loyal to what you have asked her.

You didn’t know why you were there with them, and apparently there was no reason to be chilling in the living room. You remembered why Nick Fury selected you and brought you there and just by the thought of it, you shivered. Why could anyone just chill while there was a huge problem coming towards all of them sooner than they thought? But you, Y/N, thought twice and considered the next few hours your relaxing time. After all, you were tired and really wanted to just give your legs a little break. 

You didn’t know where to sit. So you looked around quickly and found a spot on the comfy couch. Right next to Bucky. You laughed to yourself hoping nobody noticed. How funny was it? He scared you, remember? But at the same time, the scary man was the first one to smile to you, and maybe the only one to give you another look that wasn’t judgmental. 

You walked over to the couch and sat without asking for permission. Nobody minded your movement around the room, but they seemed to be awaiting for something. Or someone. As you have noticed before, not all of them were present so you thought that maybe they were just expecting the others to join them. 

“How actually was your first day of training?” Bucky asked in a whisper not wanting anyone else to make part of this conversation. He saw the chance to talk to you so he took it. 

“I survived all Natasha’s attempts to kill me. I would say I did pretty good.” Your humour wasn’t hilarious, you knew already. But the choice of words and tone was what made Natasha slightly like you and unconsciously you tried to do the same with the soldier. 

He laughed came from his nose. Maybe he also liked your comic side. Maybe. You took the chance to look at him from closer, it was awesome. He went from super villain to a superhero in such short time. You certainly could go from mutant girl to superhero just like he did. That was what Nick believed. Professor Xavier too, you thought.

”What are we doing here?” You asked trying to understand the purpose of being in that room.

“We’re waiting for Steve and Tony.” He said not actually answering your question. 

“Tony doesn’t like me.” But neither did Sam. Bucky had his attention fixed on your face. He watched you frown with the affirmation. 

Tony didn’t like anybody at first sight. He always had the worst impressions of the people until you proved him wrong. But Bucky couldn’t give you any advise since his history with Stark was much more delicate than yours. You knew everything about this drama, part came from the media that couldn’t stop talking about Bucky and his past, and other information came from what you heard at the Xavier Institute for Higher Learning. 

Tony and Steve finally showed up in the living room and their presence made you pay attention to what was to come. You were curious to know what all of you were there for. It was when Steve held up a dvd case and from afar your couldn’t recognize the cover.

“We’re watching The Great Gatsby.”


A/N: This ending! I kinda hate it but I can also imagine Steve Rogers being all excited to watch a movie.

About Y/N’s powers, guys, you will more details soon. Don’t give up on me! 

Tell me what do you think about Y/N’s superpowers, and what do you think is going to happen from now on. There is still a lot to come. 

-Pearl Writer

Next: Part 4

tags: @mcuimxgine

Serpent Senpai

Prompt: “The reader is a Southside Serpent is in charge of showing Jughead the way of the Serpents.”

Words: 2.1k

A/n: I’m always going to love Serpent Jughead, no matter what tbqh.

*****

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I had been a Southside Serpent for three years, my Father thought it would be best if I started in the ‘Family Business’ early. I was a prospect at thirteen and slowly moved through the ranks to become a regular Serpent, alongside my Dad and older brother.
Being a Serpent had it’s perks and it also had it’s downfalls; you were constantly harassed by law enforcement while your Serpent family seemed to extend for miles, even into the surrounding towns. The Serpents were treated with respect throughout the Southside, where a lot of the people on the Northside saw us as gangsters and good for nothing criminals who only caused trouble in their quiet little town.

I wasn’t too bothered by the way I was perceived by everyone else who wasn’t Southside, I was raised   to know that the Serpents did good, sure there was the handful of us who dabbled in criminal behaviour and were always in and out of trouble with the law, but there were others, like me, who stayed on the good side of the tracks and only came to meetings and hung out with the others because it was who we were. This was our family and we didn’t know any different.
So it was really no surprise to me when we all stood outside FP’s trailer, one of the older Serpent’s banging loudly on the door, to look for Jughead Jones.

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spraain  asked:

I just wanted to say I love your writing! Do you think you could write a KageHina fan fiction based of your username? If you have time please do 😂

“Kageyama I swear, I fell asleep for like…two minutes, tops, and when I woke up they were just gone. Like that. Poof, into thin air.” 

Kageyama scrubs a hand over his face, and sighs.

“You’re telling me,” he says, and he’s trying to be calm about it all, he is, but his jaw is already aching from the grind of his teeth and his forehead hurts from all the frowning, “that someone stole your shoes, right off your feet, and you didn’t even notice?” 

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A holistic essay on Dirk Gently

Do you like Sherlock but are you tired of all of Sherlock’s annoying ass brooding and the damn aggressive queer bating?

Do you like supernatural but are you ready for it to die and hate the fact that the creators are unwilling to acknowledge the fact that two characters of the same sex have any sort of chemistry, romantic or otherwise?

Do you like Doctor Who but really miss 1) the goofy buddy comedy feel of Tennant days 2) the ability to be simultaneously heavy and vulnerable and 3) wonder why it doesn’t have more Frodo Baggins?

I PRESENT TO YOU: DIRK GENTLY’S HOLISTIC DETECTIVE AGENCY

A show that follows a character with the detective skills of Sherlock Holmes without the annoying as fuck attitude, the si-fi emersion of the Doctor without the genocide, and the monster experience of Sam and Dean but without any of the capability to protect himself and others. A brave and yet surprisingly incapable detective, Dork Gentle breaks into a rando hobbits house and makes him go on adventures because the universe demands it. Frodo and dork are accompanied by Frodo’s sister, Drummer Girl who is all kinds of messed up, Farrah Badass, an assassin and closet freak, some dog or something I don’t fucking know, a nice side plot about a mass murder and her hostage bestie, and all four parts of the Rowdy Three, which is a group that has more diversity in it than the rest of television combined. Throw in funny writing, good acting, well placed and subtle comedy as well as a conspiracy subplot, this show will give you so many questions that your brain might actually explode. But don’t worry, the characters don’t know what the fuck is happening either!

This show will open an unfollowable amount of story lines in the first episode, tie them all up neatly and somehow satisfyingly in the last episode, just to shoot your happy ending in the brain and fuck the hole in the last two fucking minutes.

And truly pure and beautiful show that deserves your viewership!

Also, as of now, there are only 8 episodes, so you can catch up before season 2 in October. Also also, as of now, there are a ton of possible queer relationships in the show and that’s right, I used the word possible because somehow in this universe THEY ARE!!! THE CREATOR HAS CONFIRMED THAT NOT ONLY WILL THE MAIN CHARACTER’S SEXUALITY BE EXPLORED IN SEASON TWO BUT THERE WILL ALSO BE MULTIPLE CANON GAY CHARACTERS THIS IS SOMETHING I THOUGHT WAS IMPOSSIBLE IN TELEVISION BUT WHAT DO YOU KNOW WHAT A TIME TO BE ALIVE

Other pros
-developed from a book series that had previously not been done justice
-completely ignores the shitty, shitty comic for the afore mentioned book series
-is already a little gay
-lots of strong women with comprehensive plots that don’t revolve around them being women, also they all deal with some form of mental illness and they all continue to kick ass is that rounded representation I taste in the air
-a star studded cast that will blow your fucking socks off m8
-a BBC show set in America
-wacky adventures
-the virtue of found family
-shark??? Cat!????? Thing??????
-a weird genius main character who is actually relatable and who we actually get to see be vulnerable not because the plot demands it or he or his friends are threatened, but because he’s a human being with feelings
-like the only BBC show that Moffat
hasn’t gotten his hands on yet god bless
-an always changing format that won’t get old after two seasons
-being a child of the universe is actually a main character trait in this thing
-they’re all kind of assholes but they’re assholes together
-round characters???????
-multiple characters with tragic back stories that don’t turn into grumpy brooding assholes but in fact only become more kind and more loving because they know what it feels like not be be extended the basic kindness that should be given to all human beings. -it shows that sometimes even those closest to you can let you down and hurt you a lot, and when that happens, you don’t have to stay because they’re family or because you love them, but rather that sometimes what’s best for both of you is separation. Not because you hate them. Because you love them.
-nobody is what they first seem. You must look deeper to find the truth
-the feeling of just concentrated sunshine in this show
-accurate depiction of the US government
-just?????? So pure????????????????


Cons
-???????????????
-Dirk’s too cute??????
-????????????????

In conclusion
GO WATCH IT ITS AVAILABLE ON BBCA.COM GO GO GO

anonymous asked:

Did you ever write that canon!single teen dad Louis???

I never finished it but it’s still sitting in my WIP folder as something I might pick up in the future. However, here’s what I have, which is basically 4000 words of canon teen dad Louis :))

The first time Liam hears that Louis Tomlinson is a dad, they’re at Boot Camp, and Louis is doing three things all at once: a) pinching Niall Horan’s nipples, b) hanging backwards off the back of a sofa and managing to keep himself from falling by what looks like sheer force of will, and c) singing How To Save A Life at the top of his lungs.

“How on earth can you be a dad,” Niall snorts, batting Louis away. “Stop that. Leave my nipples alone.”

“I am a spectacular dad,” Louis says, in satisfaction. He goes for Niall’s balls this time, and topples backwards off the sofa. “I am the best dad in the world.”

Liam thinks there must be a joke he’s not getting, because Louis isn’t old enough–or mature enough–to be a dad. Louis refuses to get enough sleep and is always messing about and pushing people around, and Liam can’t quite separate Louis’ laughter from that of the boys at school, who’d spent much of the last six years pushing Liam around quite gleefully.

“You’re a nightmare,” Niall says, poking Louis in the side, and Louis beams up at him from where he’s sprawled across the floor.

“Thank you, Niall. You are now second choice to be my personal husband for the rest of forever. After Harry Styles, obviously.”

Niall just laughs at that, and tugs Louis to his feet.

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