the proud family what!

anonymous asked:

Kat,,,,,,,keith Cries,,,,,,,,,fanon keith is dead,,,hes,,,,,emotiONAL,,,

Dude. Dude, I know. Here’s some great stuff about Keith that fandom can no longer deny:

  • when asked to describe himself he first comes up blank
  • no mentions of his talents whatsoever?? he’s not arrogant
  • in fact he has no trouble admitting that he’s bad at something
  • keeps saying that he pilots the black lion but refuses to say that he’s the black paladin
  • he thinks that being part Galra might be why he has always been bad at connecting with people 
  • automatically plays around with his knife when the Galra part gets mentioned
  • THE STUPID CHEER FROM S1 IS STILL ON HIS MIND
  • is very straightforward and wants to avoid complicated stuff as much as possible
  • apologized twice for blowing up; he’s self-conscious about his temper
  • [voice crack] “I don’t know why I’m that way”
  • is aware of his abandonment issues
  • is also aware that he puts some walls up
  • tries to compose himself by rubbing his fingers together
  • knows when he is about to cry and promised himself not to do it ((in front of the camera/a potential audience at least))

HE’S. SO GREAT. SO SO GREAT. He’s much more self-aware than fandom gives him credit for. I LOVE HIM SO MUCH ;A;

shinee’s strength - individually, and as a team - is incomparable. that they’d carry on with the dome concerts as planned…. while it will no doubt be the hardest stage of their careers, as key said, it is “the most shinee thing to do”

you are shinee world’s pride, boys. you’ve got this, and we’ve got you.

What The Mercury Signs Talk About

Aries / 1st: themselves, their achievements, their passions, their appearance

Taurus / 2nd: what they find beautiful, their aesthetics, food, creative topics, their possessions

Gemini / 3rd: their intellect, their experiences, what excites them, literally everything

Cancer / 4th: their family, food, movies, tv shows, their comforts, their home

Leo / 5th: their family, what they’re proud of, their accomplishments, the arts

Virgo / 6th: their career, what makes them anxious, their intellect, their plans, their health

Libra / 7th: their appearance, relationships, love, their aesthetics, beauty

Scorpio / 8th: the meaning of life, mysteries, psychology, death, their observations

Sagittarius / 9th: their experiences, religion, places they’ve been to / want to go to, politics, society, theories

Capricorn / 10th: their goals in life, history, genealogy, their reputation, their ambitions

Aquarius / 11th: bizarre topics, conspiracies, technology, debates, societal standards (may crack a weird joke every 2 seconds)

Pisces / 12th: their dreams, spirituality, psychic abilities, the unknown, their fears, the arts

y'all need to understand that miguel adored ernesto de la cruz, he looked up to this man, wanted to be him, his face showed nothing but adamance and devotion for this guy and even jumped to the conclusion that he was his great-great grandpa because he just couldn’t be any more excited about the whole thing

cue to the scene where they are in the sinkhole and he now knows that hector was the one he was related to all along but doesn’t even bat an eyelash before he’s screaming ‘im proud to be his family’ and i know what ur thinking–thats only because he found out ernesto was a murderer–but watch the scene where he’s backstage and hector doesn’t fight back because he’s just pleading for ernesto to let miguel live

hector was there with him the entire time, he was the first person miguel saw playing the guitar in the flesh (bone?) that it mesmerises him, hector then performs with him and let’s him know that he’s proud of him, 

with this, miguel realises hector is the one person he’s been missing and yearning for his entire life, the person he feels connected to, the one that loves music just as much as he does, not ernesto and that right there is why he’s proud and that his family has been on his side supporting him the whole time

miguel then looks into the eyes of ernesto, this man who he has a personal altar for, decorates with candles and records and gives more offerings to than he does with his family, watches that same tape over and over again and goes through the whole night looking for this man just to prove to him how much he’s worthy to play music, to then throwing that all away and calling him a—coward 

this is the type of buried symbolism i need in my life, coco is ART

i doodled a bit so a concept: serizawa katsuya has two loving parents 

his mother went through some hard times with him during his time being all hikikomori’d up and miscalculated when she had been at her wits end, and his father couldn’t be there much due to his job and didn’t know how to connect with katsuya’s problems the rare times he was…. but after the biggest weights were lifted from their shoulders, they quickly snapped back into a close, happy family. 

here they’re all super stoked about having bought katsuya a proper suit for the first time ever, and of their son getting a job that’s not a fucking cult bent on world domination. not pictured is their dog currently chewing katsuya’s shoes. 

their names are aiko and ishi and y ea i did this mainly to think through stuff for the next chapter of shit-all. spoiler: they’re so good people they adopt reigen immediately. 

Some Hunk’s family headcanons:

- Hunk has two mums, and he calls them Mom and Tina (note: multiple websites have confirmed that Tina is the Samoan word for Mom, if I am using it incorrectly please don’t hesitate to let me know). His Mom is a black lesbian from New York and his Tina is a bisexual samoan woman! They live together in an apartment in NYC with their golden labrador named Sunny.

-His Mom is warm and kind, a cascade of black curls around twinkling eyes. She teaches him the secret to the best cocoa, and reads him stories about astronauts and wizards, then smooths back his hair and tells him that he can do anything he dreams of. The bookshelves are crammed with books about space, glossy pages covered in galaxies that they pore over together, fingers tracing diagrams of spaceships. You could do this his mom whispers into his ear, don’t let anything hold you back, if you want to explore the stars then you can get there, I know you can. His Mom is the woman who smiles like the sun, knits him scarfs every winter, and buys her wife a flower whenever she passes a florist, but Hunk knows well that her warm kindness is built over a layer of steely determination, and it is when he is in danger, when the galra are surrounding him on all sides that he hears her voice willing him on, your name is Hunk Garrett and you’re kind, brave and smart. You will save your friends, you can do this.

-His Tina has the loudest laugh in the room and spreads a love of life to whoever she meets. She makes pancakes in the mornings, singing along to the radio and dancing with the dog, winking at Hunk before giving him extra syrup. When Hunk was younger he thought she had magic hands, for what else could be the secret behind her flourishing balcony garden and all the cars that she brought back to life? When he confessed that to her she swept him up into a hug that smelt like engine oil and chocolate (a surprisingly nice scent) and promised to teach him how to be magic too. Together they spent afternoons with their hands among gears and wires, her smooth, patient voice explaining how it all worked, the sunlight turning her brown eyes gold. Whilst his Mom has her head in the stars, his Tina has her hands in the earth, grounding the whole family with her blunt honesty and unwavering loyalty. When Hunk’s hands shake as he bends over a smashed up alien ship, it’s his Tina’s voice that instructs him to breathe, calm down, you’ve got this, now start from the root of the problem and work your way up. 

-His parents run a repair shop for vehicles, his Mom runs the accounts, whilst his Tina does the engineering. Hunk spent his younger years sorting screws into jars and braiding unused wires into bracelets. When he reaches middle school he helps his Tina with the engineering, his Mom with the organising and the customers with their paperwork. It’s not unusual to pass Garrett Repairs and hear the bubble of light hearted conversation and the bright notes of a young boy’s laughter. A rainbow flay hangs behind the register, fluttering gently in the breeze from an open window, a battered radio plays music that Hunk and his Tina sing along with. Hunk spends an entire afternoon repainting the sign outside the door a bright yellow, the same colour as the sunflower on their balcony at home. 

-Because his moms worked so hard everyday, when they got home they were often too tired to cook, so Hunk learned how to cook and bake so that he could look after them and so that he could sit and have dinner with his parents every night. A collection of herbs fill up a corner of the kitchen, a brightly coloured oven mitt hangs on the wall and the scent of apple tart wafts through the room. (Hunk spends many nights on the Castle Ship desperately missing the cozy evenings filled with home-cooked food, gentle smiles and bubbling conversation as the sun sets through the window. He imagines a cold, dark apartment with empty microwave meal packs in the bin and two anxious mothers waiting for their boy to come home)

-Every Sunday they all take Sunny out for a walk, always stopping for ice-cream/hot chocolate halfway through.( ‘We’ve been walking so far that we need the extra sugar!’ clucks his Tina, tugging on the ear flaps of Hunk’s hat with a mischievous wink) Hunk pretends to be embarrassed when his parents hold hands and share lattes, then runs shrieking, after his Tina throws snowballs at him (They return home an hour later, dripping wet, and his Mom takes photos whilst his Tina starts a fire and Hunk boils the kettle for tea)

-His parents pay for every textbook, school trip and museum visit that Hunk requires, never allowing money to hold their son back from seeing the stars. It’s watching the mailman hand over a glossy new textbook and a red bill that gives Hunk a determination that beats even his Mom’s, a will of iron to do what is right and make his family proud.

-His Mom finds an online forum of young astronaut hopefuls, and it’s there that he meets a boy named Lance, who wants to be the pilot to his engineer. They stream movies together in the evenings, and play videos games, tag-teaming all the other players and whooping into their mics. Lance understands Hunk’s need to succeed for his family, and they share in their dreams of being important, of being etched into the history of the human race. They skype as often as they can, discussing tips on how to get into the Garrison, exclaiming in excitement then shock over the Kerberos mission. ‘I’m going to be the first Samoan in space’ says Hunk, staring down at his acceptance letter, ‘I’m going to be the first openly bisexual person in space!’ whoops Lance, waving his own letter at his webcam.

-When he first meets Lance, they run towards each other across the airport screaming and crying (Lance later denies the tears, but Hunk has a video of their first hug and the wet patch left on the shoulder of his shirt)

-Hunk skypes his parents from the Garrison every Monday, giggling as he watches them try to figure out how it works, and sharing everything he possibly can with them about what he’s doing and the things that he’s building. In return they fill him in on all the gossip from home, Sunny’s new trick, and messages for him from regular customers. (Sometimes Hunk sits in his lion and imagines missed calls pinging through on his computer back at the garrison, wondering what is happening in their little corner of New York and watching tears drip onto the Yellow Lion’s controls)

-A missing person poster is stuck in the window of the repair shop, the yellow paint on the sign fades and cracks, spices gather dust on the counter and a sunflower that once stood tall and proud, withers and slumps as the petals fall off one by one. His Mom who once walked tall and strong, pulls her mass of curls back into a bun and marches round every government agency and police station she can find, her feet bleeding inside her too-small ‘professional’ heels. A woman who once saw every hope and adventure in the stars, now only sees a gaping void that swallowed up her son. Inside her head she blames herself for pushing Hunk too far, forgetting that their love of space was shared, and instead convincing herself that she forced Hunk down a path that he didn’t want to tread. Sunny lies on Hunk’s bed every night, doleful brown eyes waiting for her favorite person to come home, unable to understand that he may not ever return to her. His Tina’s laugh dries up, and her hands shake when she remembers a laughing boy bathed in sunlight. She kneels on the balcony and stares up at the stars blocked out by the light pollution and whispers ‘bring my boy home, bring him back to me, he is kind and smart and wonderful in every way. bring him home.’ 

- Millions of light years away, Hunk remembers a boy who wanted to explore the cosmos, and weeps as his battle-scarred heart aches for a tiny apartment, a fluttering rainbow flag, a dog that lies on his feet, and his two mothers.           ‘Tell the stars hello from me!’ calls his Mom as she waves him goodbye at the airport, ‘See you at Christmas!’ his Tina beams, blowing him kisses, ‘I’ll be back before you know I’m gone!’ Hunk replies, giving them a wave before walking through the security gate. 

Half-Italian Iwaizumi headcanons

These were inspired by lovely @aira–elenabarilliart and @latestphase that fueled my secret love for half- “insert not Japanese nationality” Iwa.


- His mom comes from Lombardia, land of incredibly good food and contradictions. She was an Oriental Studies university student that ended up falling in love with the Very Handsome and Exotic™ exchange student, namely Iwa’s dad. They fell in love and, in the end, she decided to follow him back to Japan, where Hajime was born.

- She’s from Milan, but of Bolognese descents. Not the pasta, but as in part of her family comes from Bologna, a city Dante named “la grassa, la dotta, la rossa” (the fat, the savant, the red) for very precise reasons, but what it’s interesting to us it’s the first name, “la grassa”. Why? Because Emilian cooking is rich, hearty, and very very tasty. Of course, Mama Iwaizumi taught his son everything she knows about it. And she knows a lot.

- Since Hajime was a kid, she made sure to have him around whenever she cooked. She started to involve him in the cooking process bit by bit, teaching him how to do pasta, how to do risotto, mixing with him traditional Japanese dishes with typical Italian techniques. Sometimes the results were good, sometimes were not, but they always had fun together. Cooking in time became one of their things.

- Surprisingly, Italian and Japanese culture share a fair amount of similar traits. Respect your elders, value family and work, respect your parents and be grateful for them, so there were never educational conflicts in the Iwaizumi’s household. 

- Also, if not for his slightly darker complexion, Hajime doesn’t look in the slightest like his mom. He’s the younger version of his father for which his mom is really grateful for mainly two reasons: her husband is really really handsome, and her son never had to face any form of discrimination through school. 

- They moved next to the Oikawas soon after Hajime was born, when Oikawa’s mom was in the last stages of her pregnancy. The two mothers soon became friends and bonded over the journey through their maternity, so Hajime and Tooru have known each other since the very first moment.

- Tooru loves Mama Iwaizumi. She made sure to always give him extras to take home with him, whenever she cooked something Italian. Let’s just say Tooru made sure to ask Hajime every day about what his mom was making for dinner.

- Despite what one could expect, Hajime’s favourite dish his Oikawa’s mom agedashi tofu. Mama Iwaizumi still doesn’t know how his son came out like that. Unbelievable.

- Obviously, Hajime had the best bentos while growing up. Sometimes they were very traditional (rice, vegetables, chicken), but other times - other glorious times, Makki would add once in high-school while seeing Iwa’s lunch -  it was full Italian leftovers power. His mom would tell him to take his “schiscetta” (literally, lunch made of leftovers in dialect). Lasagna, pasta al ragù, risotto allo zafferano, torte salate, whatever was left from the previous dinner was his. 

- Once, he took all the leftovers at school and shared with Oikawa, Makki and Mattsun. Mattsun brushed away a tear of happiness at the sight of tutto quel bendiddio. (Yes, Hajime taught them some Italian expression like this one).

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Downton Abbey Autumn Aesthetic 2017
Hogwarts AU  
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Lady Mary Crawley
~Slytherin~

“…Or perhaps in Slytherin you’ll make your real friends,
those cunning folks use any means
To achieve their ends.”

**images not mine

Harry Potter and the Cursed Child Fic: Head Boy

1.5k words, G rated

Scorpius’s seventh year letter from Hogwarts contains an unexpected piece of good news, and Draco has never been prouder. 

Beta’d by @abradystrix

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1. If you think more about your fear of leaving them than the good things about them, it’s a sign something isn’t right.
2. Its okay to feel. Its okay to let out your sadness and anger, and just experience those emotions without judging yourself.
3.  Follow the advice you give your friends. Pay attention when you make the same excuses they make.
4. You don’t have to do it all. If your family isn’t proud of you for what you’ve accomplished, it isn’t your job to break yourself trying to do so.
5. Do your own kinds of self-care. You aren’t an online text post, and often times, the ways you cherish yourself are different from others.
6. Be upfront with people. Stop playing games, even if they are a casual friend. Your mind will be far more at peace when you are just honest with those you talk to.
7. Sometimes you have to get hurt before you can move on. Let the pain wash over you, and remember that better days will come.
—  Miriam Kamens, lessons from 2017