there u go :(((((

anonymous asked:

To the anon who wants to get good with Tracer, my biggest tip as a main is to think “How can I be as annoying as possible?” And do that. Don’t go in a pattern with your blinks, stay unpredictable so they can’t track you. Also stay behind them, keeping in mind you can go behind them by blinking through them. And just in general stay close. You’re squishy but if played right hella slippery which makes it safe for you to slip past people. Also if you see stragglers go for them.

…Same Tracer main anon, one last thing, keep in mind that you can do some neat stuff with it so don’t try to burn it right when you get it. You’re immortal for a split second so use it right when a D.Va ult goes off, when you think a junkrat is gonna make his tire explode, or when Roadhog hooks you. Lastly, aim upwards. You’re shorter than a lot of heroes and if you get a few good headshots in you can melt a tank with a clip or two. Also don’t worry, getting good with any hero takes practice!

“I wish there were more animated characters who are nonbinary/gender nonconforming or have an ambiguous sex”

Envy (Fullmetal Alchemist)

Apos (RIN: Daughters of Mnemosyne)

Crona (Soul Eater)

Chara & Frisk (Undertale)

Stevonnie (Steven Universe)

BMO (Adventure Time)

anonymous asked:

wheres the angel??

*spins a wheel* he’s not in the bunker
*throws a dart* because he’s investigating
*pulls a slip of paper out of a jar labeled “terrible side-plots”* uh, a tree octopus that kills poodles

music battles [michael m. x reader]

hi! i saw this post with soulmate aus and there was one where whenever one half of the pair listens to a song or any music, the other half hears it as well, no matter the distance or whatever they are doing.. do you think you could use it with a michael x reader? it reminds me sm of him.. thanks! :) )

this is such a cute au like honestly you had me at soulmate au to begin with but then i was completely sold by the end of it

warnings: n o ne


     There it was again. You weren’t familiar with the artist or the song this time, but half-way through your math test you were hit with whatever your soulmate was listening to. You were used to it - music coming on at the worst time sometimes, sometimes waking you up at the least expected times. But it was fine at times - the thought that you had a soulmate to share music with was warming, even with everything it came with. Normally, you’d have slipped your own headphones in if the song wasn’t good and turn on something else a little louder than your soulmate’s music. If they didn’t like it, they’d usually end up turning their music up a little louder, and eventually it’d be a little battle until one or the other turned off the music. But you were in the middle of a test and you didn’t need to fail it, so you let the song continue as you scratched out another answer.

    Then it switched. They were playing something you actually enjoyed - probably because you played it after hearing it from your soulmate and sometimes it’d end up in the mix of songs they’d listen to. Your leg started to bounce slightly to the music, and you attention slipped from triangles into the lyrics. Damn it. You didn’t need this. You’d find your soulmate and punch them for all the times they played songs associated with memes when you were in the middle of a test.

    Then there’s another change, half-way through the song. You frowned a little - it was just getting to the good part, what the fuck? - but look back to your test. Soon you’d be done and free for the afternoon. Soon.

    There’s a pause.

    You’re gonna punch your soulmate for rickrolling you again.

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anonymous asked:

request: reddie trying to decide who's last name they'll both use :)

IM A BAD FRIEND but i dont remember my friend sydney’s url!!! this is a belated bday present for her tho (hence the song)!!!! ily syd im sorry this is late and i hope you like it

“And then you have to consider vibrancy, you know, and the realism of the flowers, and-”

“Richie, what do you think we’re going to do with our names?”

Eddie’s statement hung in the air like a bird that hasn’t yet taken off too far, and Richie looked away from the road at the boy in the seat beside him.

“Whaddya mean, Eds?” Richie looked back at the road when the other man, slouched down in his seat, sweater collar muffling his voice, tipped his jaw back so he was looking at the freeway ahead of them with his pointer finger.

“I mean,” He started huffily, “what are we going to do with our last names? Like, you know,” he said slowly, as if Richie was a toddler who needed to be spoken to slowly, “Kaspbrak and Tozier? What are we going to do with them when we’re married?”

Richie shook the mockery off, smiling slightly, and asked, “why change them at all? I mean, it’s a whole lotta paperwork, and I don’t exactly hate mine, I kinda like it, actually-”

“/Because/,” Eddie emphasized, cutting him off, “it’s /important/ to me, Richie.” He ran a hand through his messy, brown hair, sighing through his sweater. “Is it… is it not important to you?”

Richie recognized Eddie’s nervousness and said quickly, “no, of course it is, Eddie. I just assumed… You know. You wouldn’t want to go through even more of a hassle, we already have to travel seven states away just to get married, you know,” he rambled, until Eddie put a hand over his on the wheel and pulled himself up. Richie nearly lost control of the steering when Eddie put his weight on it, and he yelped before Eddie nearly shrieked and took his hand off of it. He kept driving as Eddie began cursing shrilly at the feeling, rubbing his chest as he did so where the seatbelt had snapped him back.

“Jesus, Eds, calm-”

“FUCK, Richie, what was that-”

“It’s okay, Eddie, we’re fine, look-”

“WE ARE NOT FINE! WE ALMOST JUST CRASHED, RICHIE!” Eddie’s voice overrode Richie’s, and there was a moment of silence. No one spoke, and Richie kept his eyes on the road as Eddie looked out his window, pegs and arms crossed. He felt angry, hot tears start to roll down his cheeks.

He loved his fiance, but sometimes he was just so fucking dumb.

Richie finally broke the silence.

“To be fair,” he began, “you were the one who put your hand on it and pushed it so I lost control.” Eddie simply shifted a little, looking deeper out the window. He hated when Richie was right. “It’s okay, though,” he started again. “We’re okay now, right?”

“I don’t always want to have to be okay NOW,” Eddie whispered, his tears coming faster and thicker, but he showed no signs of crying besides them. “I want to always be okay. Do you understand, Rich?” His voice was quiet and Richie felt his heart break in between each word. “Not just… live accident to accident.”

“I do too.” Richie glanced at Eddie, biting his lip as he saw Eddie crumple and heard him talk. “But life’s like that, Eddie. It gets messy.”

“Oh, spare that shit,” Eddie grumbled, and they lapsed into silence. The only sounds were of their old Chevy running on the freeway and Eddie’s shallow, hitching breaths as he used his breathing exercises. Richie subconsciously breathed in time with him; in, out, in long, out short, in short, out long… it was a habit at that point, to do them along with Eddie. It was second nature.

Somewhere in the middle of the silence, Eddie heard the flick of the radio’s switch and heard the familiar manufactured scratch of a record being set down before a song started. Eddie knew it immediately- it had been one of his favorites all through middle school.

“Sixteen candles make a lovely light,

But not as bright as your eyes tonight.

Blow out the candles,

Make your wish come true.

For I’ll be wishing that you love me too…”

The radio crooned the verses that had made thirteen year old Eddie’s heart melt out, and soon Richie joined in, softly and getting louder. Eddie could feel his face flushing and the tips of his ears getting redder.

“You’re only sixteen,
But you’re my teenage queen.
You’re the prettiest, the loveliest, girl

I’ve ever seen…
Sixteen candles in my heart will glow…
For ever and ever,
For I love you so.”

Eddie stays silent, letting Richie sing and feeling his tears dry away. Richie let go of the steering wheel to hold Eddie’s shaking hand on his armrest, and over the quiet music he says, “you know, we can still change our name, since we lived.”

Eddie snorted. “Really?” he asked. “You’re still on that?”

“Well, yeah,” the bespectacled man said earnestly, pushing his hair behind his ear with the hand he was holding Eddie’s with before returning it to the steering wheel. “It seemed important to you. Do you still want to?”

“Of COURSE I still want to, Richie! We’ve only been engaged for a year now! I want to change my name, it’s the perfect way to- christ, you’re so dumb sometimes.” He ran a hand through his hair, sighing dramatically, making Richie laugh at him.

“You know, you’re cute when you’re mad.”

“What?” Eddie looked up quickly.

“Yeah.” Richie grinned at his partner with his usual boyish charm. “Your cheeks get all pink and blotchy and you mess your hair up.” Eddie touched his cheeks in wonder, feeling how warm they’d gotten over the last few minutes.

“Do they really” He said meekly, before Richie reached over to pinch his cheeks and he groaned. “No, Rich, not that, anything but that!” Richie laughed at the protest, but he tweaked the brunet’s cheek anyway.

“I think Tozbrak sounds dumb,” he mused, “but Kaspzier sounds even dumber, don’t you think?”

“What if we just hyphenated our names?” Eddie suggested.

“What, like normal people?” Richie scoffed, ruffling his brown hair. “No! We’re gonna have a cool, hybrid name, Eds.”

Eddie pushed his hand off, grumbling, “stop, that’s annoying. And neither of them sound good.”

“Fuck that, do either of our names even sound good on their own? No! We both have weird last names! So, Eddie, let’s combine them to make one SUPER weird last name!”

“You’re impossible.” Eddie sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose, and Richie pulled into their garage as he finished his sentence.

“Hold that thought, Mister Tozbrack,” Richie said merrily, opening the door for Eddie.

“Keep this up and there’ll be no Mister ANYTHING for you, Richie Tozier.”

Richie smiled affectionately at the shorter man and pecked him on the lips, Eddie holding his collar to pull him down to lip level. Richie braced an arm against the small of his back, and he leaned Eddie backwards as he deepened the kiss. He pulled away, swinging the house keys he’d retrieved from Eddie’s back pocket around his finger.

“Yeah yeah, Mister Kaspzier. It’s your bedtime. Better hurry up.”

anonymous asked:

impt question does a chanyeol w different hairstyles compilation masterpost thing exist?? (hehe tq!)

i looked around and i wasn’t able to find one, buT SINCE I’M COMPLETE CHANYEOL TRASH I’LL GO AHEAD AND MAKE ONE FOR YOU RIGHT HERE! someone help me

okaY LET’S GO BACK IN TIME TO MAMA ERA SHALL WE 

DO YALL REMEMBER HIS LONG HAIR

bc i do and i cry abt it often

aND THEN THERE WAS ALSO THE CRIMPED HAIR DAMN SO HARDCORE

and then look at those gentle curls i might just die right here

THERE’S BROWN HA IR TOO AYYYY

I BACKTRACKED TO AUBURN HAIR BC I DIDN’T KNOW THIS PHOTO EXISTED AND WELL NOW MY LIFE IS COMPLETE DESPITE HOW BADLY MATCHED THE TIE AND BLAZER ARE

never forget the time chanyeol forgot to wear an undershirt 

okaY MOVING ON TO WOLF ERA (before this becomes a straight up chanyeol appreciation post)

HIS BLA CK HAIR HON ESTLY HEL P ME PLS 

another picture bc i’m quite a fan of the spiky black haired look

and then spockyeol to finish off

thank god for spockyeol (loOK AT HIS EARS FUC K)

((before we get to growl era i jsut have to include this))

((i’m bye))

okaY NOW LET’S TAKE A LOOK AT GROWL ERA NEXT (aka the era i fell in love with a giant noodle)

okay but like

tBH LIKE 

LIT ER ALLY I’M 

i’m runnign out of things to say

he’s very good looking some one help me

ALRIGHTALRIGHTALRIGHT MOVING ON TO OVERDOSE ERA aka ‘bless the soul of whoever made chanyeol red’ era (pls prepare yourself)

ok but like

literally how is this fair at all

i never asked for this

TO BE HONEST B Y E

bonus:

okaY BUT THEN AFTER THE RED HAIR WAS THE MUSHROoM HAIR (i’m going to cry)

i swear to god i liked this hairstyle

i promise i liked it

i had no issues with it whatsoever

fuCK I’M LAUGHIGN SO HARD AND I DON’T KNOW WHY

IT’S JUST SO SHINY LOOK AT IT

okAY BEFORE I COMPELTLEY LOSE IT (maybe i already have IDK) LET’S CHECK OUT EXODUS ERA aka ‘what fucking color is chanyeol’s hair’ era

tbh i’m just gonna include everything from exodus all the way to love me right bc idek what’s going on anymore

so like he started off with this rusty red color for pathcode

this lasted thru the filming of exo next door and gave him such a soft look i loved it (also check out baekyeol ;u;) 

lol grumpyeol

but then this is where it gets confusing. like what is this color, is it gray? is it light brown? tan? 

whAT COLOR IS IT NOW? BLUISH GRAY? PLATINUM?

D AR K GRAY? 

ft. albert chanstein

aND THEN HE WENT STRAIGHT UP WHITE HAIR

AND THEN LIKE A YELLOWISH COLOR FOR LOVE ME RIGHT???

tbh i’m actually dying righ tnow

i adORED his silver hair ;-;

bonus: sassyeol

okaY AND THEN FINALLY 

//back to black plays in the bg