the wait it's just killing me

Here’s my hc on how they could have all survived…

K2 somehow overpowers the stormtroopers and gets away, but still locks Jyn and Cassian in the vault.

Bodhi manages to knock the grenade out of the ship like the badass that he is.

Baze lays down cover fire for Chirrut as he walks to pull the lever, and they fight their way back to the ship where Bodhi is waiting (picking up any stray rebels on the way).

Bodhi takes off and flies towards the citadel tower, determined to find Jyn and Cassian. Everyone is shouting at him to just leave them, because the Death Star has fired and the destruction is coming their way. Bodhi refuses, and circles the tower until Chirrut suddenly yells “They’re down there!” and sure enough everyone looks towards the beach and there they are, followed by K2.

They get them aboard the ship just in time, and Bodhi books it out of there. There’s confusion about where they should go, but eventually it’s decided they need to disappear, because the Empire wants them dead and they essentially went rogue from the Rebel Alliance.

Their ship enters hyperspace, then it can cut to Vader’s scene cutting a swath through the rebels.


aka. the moment Rory wants to say something and Logan’s waiting for her to say it and she just doesn’t


halla. halla. 

  • Anime commenters: Man! Hak and Yona are taking forever to get together!! I've been waiting 24 episodes for them to kiss and nothing!!!!
  • Me, 136 chapters in: lol


If someone could kindly look at me the way that Jim Kirk looks at Spock and just kind of cherish me wholeheartedly and unreservedly and never let their work take precedence over us and wait for me and fight for me and kill for me and scream love through their eyes with every ounce of their being and protect me with the ferocity of one hundred and eighteen thousand lion prides till the end of their existence that would be great. 

You know. Not asking for much. Just bro things. 

anonymous asked:

Jikook has been escalating these days and today at that fan sign...Tbh I'm just waiting for a full blown kiss at this point. I mean the "event" had my brain short circuiting but Jin's reaction killed me...As certified Jikook trash, I shall add this to the list of moments I will never be able to get over.

I don’t know how I’m supposed to function properly after this.I’ve watched the moment about 788 times and there’s nothing chill about it, even Jin was more surprised than me (he was taking a selfie so he probably saw what was happening through the screen).
It looks like Jimin touched Jungkook’s ear before his neck and as soon he did so Jungkook reacted instantly, he closed his eyes and his face just… look if this is how he reacts whenever Jimin touches him I now understand why he behaved the way he did when he was younger.
And it also looks like Jimin blew two kisses real close to his face and Jungkook just smirked like it’s a totally normal thing to do.

Hey Morgan, let me tell you about my girl Carol.

Hey Richard, I’ll kill you if you breathe near Carol.

Hey Carol you hurt me but damn ok hug me.

Hey Carol don’t cry I love you so much I’m gonna lie to you.

Hey Carol thanks for dinner here I go.. no, wait get in my arms one more time and take care of yourself.

Hey Shiva, you’re ferocious yet gentle and you nuzzle me just like Carol.

Hey Morgan you don’t know me - oh my bad you know that Carol is the most important thing in my life.

(but this is a big Carol/Ezekiel episode ohhh ok then..)

Honestly can we please just stop with this stigma that people with psychosis are dangerous killers

Because i mean like half of my hallucinations are weird yes, but things that would make me want to kill and or hurt someone? No, i havent had any that would make me want to kill anyone. A lot of my hallucinations are actually kinda funny, like my wall in the shower will get eyes and a mouth and start talking to me, or like the moose hanging on my biology teachers wall is telling me that i should get more sleep, or just now i saw a frog just chillin on my wall next to me. I often ignore half of them because they are so ridiculous and weird that i just wait for it to be over. Yes sometimes i do get bad ones, but its usually stuff like i hear a kid crying for help and so i try and find them until i realize they dont exist, or my school fire alarm going off until i remember that im in my house. I dont have too many psychotic episodes that make me violent, so like maybe get rid of that stigma cause its not cool and really harmful.

Disclaimer: i am not at all in any way trying to insult or demean people with psychotic episodes that make them violent

Whenever I play Pharah and in my team there’s always a Mercy. Since I am usualy in high ground, I’m constantly more focused on mercy being safe than me making kills. Its so dumb but when I don’t hear the little flapping wings behind me I just panic and go “WHERES MERCY?” and run around like a worried hen looking for her making sure she didn’t die someone is chasing her down. I swear I would litteraly wait for her in spawn and escort her back to the team, safely.

-from a mercy main who wished this happened more often…

BBC Class Ep 5 review


-that was by far the best episode yet imo like???

-Ram discussing his Sikhism with April was so wholesome and just really a Good Thing. 

-Speaking of Ram his relationship with his dad is so good im???

-April was so badass and just really like?? im so gay. Also ngl the way she didn’t forgive her dad even when most other shows would have seen that as his ‘redemption arc’ was so unproblematic, and the way their relationship was on her and her moms terms was just really good

-April and her mom discuss how her mom being in a wheelchair didnt make her lesser was Important

-Matteusz forehead kisses like yessssssss. Give me more supportive wholesome relationships like now pls and thank


-its all gonna go to shit i cant wait i love dying and being dead

TB;DR: An entertaining, unproblematic episode. April was a badass, Matteusz was a bean. Ep 6 is gonna kill me. 

I was tagged to recap my 2016 by one of my favorite people, @elka… oh wait, never mind. She didn’t tag me because she’s a jerk. Just kidding. Maybe. 💁🏼

I’m not even sure how to put it into words, though. How does someone recap the greatest year of their life without writing a novel? Whatever, I’m going to give it a shot.

Accomplishments, from lower to higher, in order of importance to me:

69 day run streak. Yes, I’m a child.

Managed not to kill anyone during my cosmic meltdown at Ironman 70.3: Atlantic City. #Whatdoesntkillyou

3 Marathons finished, 2 of which were World Marathon Majors (Chicago and New York City), and running my second fastest 26.2 in Little Rock.

Completing the “Revolution,” an Olympic Triathlon on Saturday followed by a 70.3 triathlon on Sunday, at Rev3 Quassy (by far my hardest weekend of racing EVER) as a warmup for Lake Placid.

Going back to Lake Placid, a year after my 8 second blunder, and owning the absolute fuck out of the swim (25 minutes faster than last year. Fuck you, 8 seconds), en route to completing my first Ironman triathlon.

And even though it was a tad anticlimactic, since I only had to complete an internship to finish up my requirements for it, graduating with my Bachelors of Science in Human Performance was my greatest achievement. The sacrifices I’ve made over the last 5 years have been hard, but pursuing something I actually have a passion for made it SO worth it.

Shit, it became a novel. Oh well, this steam train is gonna keep chugging along. Fuck it.

Aside from racing, I traveled more in 2016 than I’ve ever traveled in my entire life. If I counted correctly, I boarded an airplane 14 times. A couple layovers were involved in there, but the 14 takeoffs in one year is a drastic increase over the 2 plane trips I took from 2005-2015. And each trip this year was so worth it.

As a whole? It’s been fucking incredible. From an overall accomplishment standpoint I will never out-do 2016, and I don’t want to. Between the physical, mental, and emotional challenges, both in racing and my personal life, it was the hardest ever. But that’s what made it fucking special.

I bitched my way through Little Rock, but had awesome support that kept me going to one of my fastest marathons. I looked for distractions during my 5, 6, and 7 hour bike trainer sessions for Lake Placid, and had my own personal movie and music aficionado giving me great suggestions to keep me going when it sucked the most.  My family and best friends were there to scream their hearts out for me when I made it out of the swim at the beach of Lake Placid, and many more when I finally finished the race and saw my phone blown the fuck up with love. And had plenty of people willing to take me out for a beer, or 3, after all of my accomplishments to help me celebrate. And that’s just the tip of the iceberg.

2015 was incredibly shit-tastic, and I knew 2016 had to be better, but I didn’t think it could be this amazing for me. I have no idea what 2017 will bring, but its starting to look like it’s going to be a fucking wild ride. I can’t imagine it could live up to 2016, but by the way my life’s been trending, I can’t wait!

Reverence - 2. First hunt

Originally posted by faramaiofnerdwoodforest

Summary: Reader x Dean: Dean, Sam and the reader head out to gank some fangs before Dean surprises himself with inviting the reader to come back to the bunker with them. 

Word Count: 2221

Triggers: Violence (killing vamps), minor injury, blood

Y/N = Your name  

Again: This is a slow burn type story, really slow, but I promise it’ll be worth the wait! The full story will be written in third person limited point of view with Dean as the main character. 

Chapters: Part 1  Part 2  Part 3  Part 4  Part 5  Part 6  Part 7  Part 8  Part 9 
Part 10  Part 11  Part 12  Part 13  Part 14  Part 15


A few beers and a quick debriefing later and Dean already felt more relaxed. The momentary confusion he’d felt when he’d walked into the bar was gone and he found that talking to her was easy. Natural even. She had a disarming, easy-going personality, and Dean could already see her becoming one of the precious few he called his friend. Sure, he had some trust issues, but if Bobby vouched for her, she was good in his book too.

“So that’s why I took over this hunt,” She said with a shrug as she finished answering his brother’s questions about why she was on the hunt alone. She took hunting seriously, almost more so than Dean. They were similar in that way. Still, unlike him, she seemed to still be able to smile easily as she shot the brothers a quick and easy smile that seemed too bright to be fake.

The conversation flowed easily, even outside of the relative safety of hunting topics as they shared a beer in the dim bar. Her laughter more welcome than the scratchy country song coming out of ruined speakers as they joked and talked about the hunt, themselves and everything in between.

Dean kept trying to fool himself into truly believing that he was fully able to take his eyes off of her. A friend, he told himself as he lifted his beer bottle to hide another smile. That was all she was, all he’d allow himself to believe she was. A friend. Just a friend he couldn’t seem to keep his eyes off of as his eyes tracked every tiny movement she made. Watching as her fingers danced along the condensation on the bottle in her hand.

No… Even if he was slightly attracted to her he wouldn’t act on it. Friendship he could deal with, nothing else. So he drowned the attraction in another quick sip of beer and did what he did best. Pushing the thoughts and the attraction as far away as he could until he truly found himself enjoying her easy company as a friend. His own laughter coming easier as she poked fun at Sammy and told clearly exaggerated stories about former hunts.

Sure, she was beautiful, but the more time he spent around her the more he noticed something else. Something better than beauty. She was genuinely good. Like, really good. The type of person who deserved to be more than just a beautiful distraction. She was smart and witty, she was strong and had spirit. She was the type of hunter he’d spent his life trying to be. She was already becoming a friend to Sammy, And with that thought, friendship came easier to Dean.

Honestly… As he drained the last of his beer Dean found himself hoping he’d be lucky enough to be counted among her friends at some point in the future.

“Alright boys…” (Y/N) said as she shook the empty beer bottle in her hand at them. “One more beer before bed and an early morning hunt for some oversized, humanoid mosquitoes?”

“Alright, this should be fun,” Dean said, finding himself easily pulled along with her smile and happy personality.

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