things like this makes me want to punch someone

give me more non-robot enjolras. i want enjolras who stops in the middle of Great Speeches because he can’t stop laughing at courf making faces. he loses track of what he’s saying and sometimes he forgets important things (lecture notes, his glasses) so meetings fall apart. he once punched a man for harassing someone on the subway but he cries when he sees tiny dogs. he likes space movies and laser tag.

Don’t Leave (Hatefuck part 2) C.H.

Here is the second part for Hatefuck. It is based on this song

You can read part one here

Trigger Warning: swearing, alcohol. 

Word count: 2k 

She knew me and I knew that I had let her go. I had given up on us because she asked me to, because I had fucked everything up.

I had always been a mess, never being able to do anything good. And everybody liked reminding me every single damn time. The boys helped me a lot but the only one who could make everything go away was her. She didn’t hold anything against me and that made me fall for her.

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Brotherly Love

Requested by anon
Pairing: (Your choice character) x Reader, Brother Lip x (sister/brother) reader
Warnings: Cussing, two angry Gallagher’s, the usual, and a punch
Description: You started dating and your older brother Lip doesn’t like it
(A/N): this is ridiculous but I hope you like it anyways. it’s also shorter than what I usually do. It’s legit taken me weeks to figure out what I was gonna do with this one so I’m sorry. 

Originally posted by hayatahatiira

Since you were a Gallagher, that mean love didn’t come easy. But somehow you found that one perfect person that knew you so well. They were your best friend and you couldn’t love anyone else. But, you hadn’t really ever dated before, and when it came to your family… They were so protective over you, that they knew if you started dating that it would be like everyone else’s relationship.

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Originally posted by imaginesofthings

A/N: Yea, my requested prompt done! I have a few more to do and I can’t promise to do them quickly or even in order, but they will be done. If you have any request please feel free to send me a message. Right now I’m mostly taking ones off my prompt list on my page, but if you have something good in mind go for it!

Prompt: “He’s looking at me like a predator hunting its prey” (With minor adjustments).

Characters: Derek Hale, Isaac Lahey, Peter Hale and Reader

Pairings: Derek x reader, Slight Isaac x reader

Requested:  Yes

Being an omega meant a lot of things. You were the weakest of the pack, falling behind that of Peter (who had yet to even rejuvenate). Thus causing the pack to become extremely protective of you. Derek always insisted on driving you everywhere. Isaac stuck to your side throughout the school day, and Peter- well Peter was his usual creepy self. It was a little overwhelming to say the least, especially when trying to score a date.

“This seriously sucks.” You muttered, sitting in between Derek and Isaac.

  Leave it to those two to ruin a perfectly good baseball game. Neither of them even cared about baseball. Hell, Derek practically hated all things high school. They were just there because someone on the team asked you to be. “You were the one who wanted to come.” Derek stated.

“I don’t even see how you can like this. All they’re doing is hitting a ball and running.” Isaac complained. “It makes me want to sleep.”

You frowned, punching his shoulder. “First off, baseball is more complicated than that. Second, I actually like it. And third- the two of you aren’t even supposed to be here!”

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all i want is a fic about the marauders going to pride together and having a good time and punching people at some point ( idk who yet but someone ) and if i make it a one chapter thing i might actually write it.

someone feels like sending me their pride stories for inspiration ? :)

So I saw a post on that Stiles and Lydia kiss, from when he was having a panic attack and the writers thought it would be a good idea to have her kiss him.

How do people not see that as problematic?

1. Romanticising a life threatening situation is fucked up.

2. If someone is having a panic attack you don’t kiss them, without their consent, which they can’t even fucking agree to or decline because OH WAIT THEY ARE HAVING A PANIC ATTACK.

3. Imagine if it had been the other way round.

4. I’ve had panic attacks before and if someone kissed me, it would make me panic more, I would punch them in the face when I got the chance.

What the fuck? Think about it logically.

You’re having a panic attack. Do you know what that feels like? The last thing you want is someone to kiss you. I’ve had them and they’re terrifying.

Your rate increases, you can’t think, you can’t breathe, you feel hot all over. I remember I couldn’t even reach for my asthma pump because my hands were shaking so much.

My mum has had them too and it’s not all romantic and shit, she literally froze at work for ten minutes, shaking because she couldn’t think straight, couldn’t breathe, see or speak.

Having a panic attack isn’t something you can solve by forcing your lips on another.

It’s not something you put a romantic spin on. Sorry but I saw something and had to vent.

It’s messed up that people find that ‘romantic’.

anonymous asked:

Should we play tit-for-tat in the culture war? Normally, I'm for free speech, non-violence, and all those good liberal things for everybody, but when I hear about a group of PoC artists wanting to crack down on "white free speech" or people on Twitter wanting to punch "white male libertarians" I want to escalate to their level. If they punch people whose views they hate, why shouldn't I? If we keep being nice even when our enemies are being nasty, where's the deterrent?

Couple points:

The equivalent retaliation to ‘someone says they want to punch you’ is to say you want to punch them. It is not to actually punch them. There’s a horrible dynamic where some people say unendorsed or pseudo-endorsed-but-they-wouldn’t-do-it and then some other people take this as escalation and actually do it and then the first group perceives them as having escalated and punches right back and now you have a fist fight when what you had in the first place was an online posturing contest.

That doesn’t make it okay to call for violence on the internet; if a form of violence is bad, encouragement to do it is also bad, and there are ways to indicate you’re joking or venting which you ought to use if you’re saying things that people might take as serious calls for violence. 

So, uh, sure, if someone says “I want to punch white male libertarians” you can say “I want to punch people who want to punch me!” Is this a good way to accomplish anything you want? (I assume here you want to live in safety from being punched over political disputes, and that you want the same for other people, and that you want calls for violence on the internet to be understood to be unacceptable). And it does not look like adding more “I want to punch people whose beliefs make them terrible” to the mix accomplishes any of those goals. 

(What about punching people who actually punch people? Of course self-defense is justified; beyond that, no, now you’re instigating violent confrontations with strangers because you want to convince them that instigating violent confrontations with strangers is wrong. Stop.)

So what does accomplish those goals? I think there’s something to be said for a straight, uncomplicated public “that’s not funny” or “what do you think that will accomplish?” or ‘friendly reminder that blunt force trauma can kill people and accidental falls can kill people and violently attacking strangers can easily escalate and hurt you and bystanders; punching is not a harmless expression of anger” or “if the winners of political disputes are the people more willing to violently attack the other, we will lose”. I can’t promise that these work. I don’t think anything always works. But I do think these do at least as much as “yeah well I’ll punch you back”, and they might reach observers even if they don’t reach the original speaker.

Stiles Stilinski Imagine- Avoiding Love (Part One)


Authors Note- So this was sort of inspired by the film ‘Stuck In love” which is like the only romance film I can re-watch. The reader has quite an icy persona so if that’s not what you like then I’m sorry. I was listening to this song while proof reading and it sort of goes with it, if you care that is you can find it here x

“Therefore you cant live a positive life with a negative mind-” Stiles spoke, to conclude his class presentation. It was a Friday afternoon and your English teacher decided to publically ridicule you all by making you each do a five minute presentation on ‘Your personal outlook on life’. “Does anyone have any questions for Stiles, or does anyone want to challenge his view point?” the teacher asked. When you raised your hand with that cocky look of yours the teacher gave a small sigh that was almost inaudible, almost. “Yes Y/n” she breathed, you see she pretended to hate the many debates you and Stiles had but she secretly loved to hear you argue with thoughts in complete juxtaposition to one another’s. “Positive people also have negative thoughts, they just don’t let those thoughts control them” you contributed, mainly to see the face Stiles pulled when he tried to think of a quick argument back. “Exactly, so you’re saying that positive people have an overall positive outlook because they choose to ignore the negativity surrounding them” he scoffed smugly. “Actually, I was thinking more along the lines of negativity being with us all and some people wallowing in it more than others. But you cant define a positive attitude with ones ability to block out what happens in their life or around them” you retort. After noticing the majority of the students in your class were rather half asleep or confused your teacher interrupted and suggested you begin with your presentation. You stood up and smirked at Stiles as you walked past him, letting him know you were about to make his presentation look miniscule in comparison to your own. “I’ve always been one of those people who look ‘too deeply’ into a situation or into someone and that’s because I learnt from a young age that there’s always something more than what you could ever see. But the one thing I’ve never understood is love, I guess you could say it’s because I’ve never experienced it but if love means putting all your trust into someone besides yourself and hoping they don’t take advantage of that, then I think I’ll pass. I’ve watched people fall hopelessly for people who don’t feel the same and it’s the cruellest, most unforgiving heartache I’ve ever witness and what do we do? We convince ourselves that there’s some sort of force known as ‘love’ that excuses every shitty feeling we’ve ever felt, that makes the hell you feel okay because we’re supposedly all apart of a probable cause. So as you may have already guessed my 3am thoughts aren’t wasted on thinking about a guy who may or may not like me back, because I don’t spend every waking of my being wishing that I’ll finally find someone to spend the rest of my life with. Who’d have my children and get bored after going through a midlife crisis at 30, who’d look at all the young men at his work and be bitter of how his youth was somehow stripped from him by the responsibility of a family. Who’d end up having an affair, because they always do, dragging the children through all divorce has to offer. I guess what I’m trying to say is I believe that life has a deeper meaning, to the emotions we are told we should feel. Love doesn’t come naturally like sadness or anger, so why are we trying to make it more than it is? Life is what you make it, not what people tell you it should be” the bell rang shortly after you finished, the class clapped after hearing something that had never even crossed their minds before. You simply walked back over to your desk and picked up your school bag as if nothing happened, not seeing Stiles sit stiff in his chair, his mouth gawping at the sound of your harsh words.

”Y/n! Y/n!” Stiles called as he stumbled through the crowds of people in the hallway. You leant against your locker door and smiled as he approached you frantically. “What Stiles? Did you not have enough class time to disagree with me, so you want to carry it on into lunch again?” you questioned, with unavoidable sarcasm in your voice. “No, I just wanted to ask if you really feel that cynical about love” he said, as you began walking down the hall together. “You’re sweet Stiles, but I’m not a nice girl and you’re wasting your time if you think we’ll be anything more than this” you claimed, without batting an eyelid. “And what exactly are we now?” he questioned. “Nothing, we’re nothing Stiles” you spoke, it coming across more cold hearted than you intended to be with him. He stopped dead in the middle of the masses of students trying to get past to lunch or class, causing you to do the same and turn to look at him. His eyes widened as his head bobbed as he repeated the word “Nothing” in the form of a question. “Look, your friends are over there waiting for you. I suggest you hurry before they leave you” you said, deflecting what he was saying. He rolled his eyes, but said one last thing before you completely disappeared to find your own friends. “I may be nothing to you, but I’d be really interested in sharing a 3am conversation with you” he called. “We’ll see Stilinski, we’ll see” you called back, with an unavoidable grin on your face.

You opened your front door to see none other than Stiles Stilinski standing there, armed with a collection of Star Wars DVDS and popcorn. “Come in” you sighed with a laugh, not being able to turn away someone who resembled a lost puppy. “Are you here alone?” he asked, noticing the countess takeout boxes scattered on the kitchen worktop and the lack of sound other than the living room TV that was playing re-runs of old shows. “Uhm yeah, come on” you said, taking his hand and guiding him upstairs. You took the things out of his hands and placed them on your bed, before sliding open your bedroom window. Meanwhile he was running his hand along your things, that would have so many enriched sentimental memories that he wouldn’t be able to imagine if he tried. “Come on” you guided, gesturing for him to follow you onto the roof outside your window. “Are we not watching the films?” he pouted. “Stilinski you want to experience what a 3am conversation is like with me, this is as close as you’re going to get, so get your ass out here” you said while climbing out. He followed shortly and perched beside you. “How long have you been here alone?” he questioned. already half knowing the answer from what he could work out. Usually you were reserved when it came to things like your family, but there was just something freakishly weird that made you want to tell him. “You want the honest truth?” you glanced from the view of the outside world to look at the one in his eyes. He nod his head gently. “Well my mom caught my dad screwing his intern again and so they’re on a break together in the Maldives;  to try and ‘work things out’ so in other words its going to be an intense period of meaningless make-up sex because he’ll only do it again a few months down the line. So it’s just me and my brother, when he isn’t over at his friends house that is, getting drunk or stoned” you explained, sounding almost numb to the pain it should cause you. “I had no idea, I am so sor-” he began saying before you interrupted him. “Please don’t apologise, I’ve heard enough empty ones to last a lifetime” you claimed. “So is that what your presentation was based on? Your parents?” he asked. “Kind of, but their distorted version of a ‘normal’ relationship isn’t the only thing that makes me hate the idea of love. I guess it’s like religion, some people choose to believe in it for comfort and to give them hope because what would life be without hope, right?” you explained. “So you’re saying that love isn’t necessarily real, we just believe it is” he said, involuntarily raising his eyebrows. “Yeah, why do you disagree?” you asked mockingly, hitting his shoulder playfully with your own. “I do disagree. You see there’s this girl and I’ve liked her for a long time and every time I see her It just makes me smile and even something as simple as her tucking her hair behind her ear when she’s concentrating or yawning in the middle of class gives me a reason to smile everyday just thinking how lucky I am to have her in my life” he looked away from you with a cheesy smile on his face, that would usually make you want to punch him. Your heart fluttered for a moment, imagining what it would be like if someone talked about you the way he did for that girl but you couldn’t resist putting the barriers back up. “Just avoid love at all cost. That’s my motto” you sighed loudly. He shook his head with a smile, “You know, you make these things so difficult” he claimed. “What things?” you asked, furrowing your brows. “I like you Y/n, I like you a lot” he sounded nervous but relieved that he was finally saying it. “You don’t know the first thing about me” you said. You were experiencing so many new and mixed feelings and even then you refused to let your guard down, which must have been so frustrating for someone like Stiles. “Then let me get to know you, the real you” he finally looked back at you. You gave a small smile before standing up and making your way back to your bedroom window, gesturing for him to follow.

“You totally did cry!” you laughed, throwing a piece of popcorn at him. “No, I had something in my eye and no it was not my tears” he said embarrassed. “I guess these films aren’t as bad as I thought they were” you pouted, examining the star wars DVD box in your hand. “I don’t know whether to be offended or excited by that comment” he said, while pulling his phone out of his pocket. You looked over his shoulder to see how many missed calls and texts he had from all of his friends. “Oh shit, I’ve got to go!” he jumped up. You sighed, why does everyone leave you? You sat up on your bed and pulled the pillow onto your lap. “I guess I’ll see you around” you couldn’t hide the sadness in your voice. “Are you sure you’re going to be okay?” he asked, as he backed towards your bedroom door. “Yeah” you spoke softly. With that he headed downstairs. You weren’t sitting there for more than ten seconds before he barged back in, “On second thought, they can hold up without me for one night” he sat back down beside you on the bed and you looked at him with a smile and admiration in your eyes. That was before you shook it off and hit play on the next film. This time around it was more awkward for some reason and you found yourselves slowly getting closer to each other. You craved his touch, whether that be intentional or even something as simple as your arms or legs brushing past one another’s. Stiles checked the time on his phone as the movie came to an end, “It’s 1am, I best head off” he said softy, knowing you were half asleep. “Stay- Please” you spoke, looking up at him. He couldn’t help but stare at you for a moment, not really sure if this was actually happening or not. He slouched down beside you and stared at your celling with a smile on his lips. He didn’t expect Y/n Y/l/n, the girl notorious for being heavily guarded with little trust in people to rest her head on his chest and wrap her arm around him tightly before drifting off to sleep.

Your eyes drifted open, to see your arm resting on someone else. You felt someone’s head nuzzled in your neck and their arm around your waist. You ignored the initial feeling you felt and instead went with the one of regret. “Shit” you whispered, pushing them off you. Stiles groaned as he fell onto the floor beside your bed, which you couldn’t deny was pretty cute. He picked himself back up and rose to his feet. He’d never thought you’d looked more beautiful, strands of your hair messy but natural, your complexion glowing in the small amount of light coming from your window and your clothes all bunched, exposing your midriff, which you quickly covered after noticed him looking. “Get out Stilinski!” your voice was raspy and tired but still firm. He looked at you in confusion, “You do know, it was you that asked me to stay” he raised an eyebrow. “Just get out!” you threw a pillow at him and watched as he picked up his DVDS and shoes, before heading off downstairs. “Shit” you whispered again to yourself, sliding down your bedroom door after you shut it.

I’m definitely writing a part two, but did you guys enjoy this? Also bare with me with the other parts to “Because Of Me’, “The Girl In The White Dress’ and ‘What Happened To Y/n?’, I’m sorry I know you’ve been waiting for a while x

dependent personality disorder, in my experience having it, is:

  • not realising that you are a person, in a body, and feeling like a ghost/observer in both dreams and real life (extreme dissociation)
  • not wanting or realising that you have human rights or personal rights like the right to say no to somebody, the right to your body, the right to personal property, or the right to your own opinions
  • feeling like you don’t matter, like you are a doormat and/or a ragdoll, punching bag, toy, slave, etc - especially if you have been told you are
  • inability or weakened ability to say no, or to make decisions
  • not being able to choose between two things, like what to eat, and instead going without if someone you trust to decide for you is not present
  • a disparity between your opinions of yourself and others, ie, ‘i believe that nobody should be slapped, but if someone hits me, that’s okay’
  • not being able to disagree with someone you depend on
  • valuing things like just wanting to get married, have children, etc because of the extreme sense of permanence and security it gives you
  • not wanting to work or go to school alone, wanting to stay with depended all day, and reacting like you are physically ill when away from them for too long, often ending in a panic attack
  • recurring nightmares of abandonment, death of depended, depended finding another person (romantically or socially)
  • being extremely easily hurt by even the slightest disapproval, and having extreme fear or trauma reactions to situations such as playing music out loud or being in charge of preparing food for a party, if someone expressed disapproval even a decade or more ago
  • inability to take care of self such as feeding self properly, showering, mental health breaks, knowing when “enough is enough” or when to sleep/nap
  • feeling like they always have to be ‘of service’ and is very subservient
  • paying heavy attention to taking care of the appearances and lives of people you depend on while ignoring your own, such as doing their hair but forgetting to get yours cut because you feel you don’t matter
  • frequent attempts of suicide if perceived to have been abandoned or told that they are going to be broken up with or left for good, these are genuine attempts and not “cries for attention” - the person genuinely wants to die
  • inability to leave a person even if they do things that would cause severe trauma such as rape or extreme harm, forgiving the person immediately, not understanding what they did was wrong, defending them to the death
  • not being able to do anything while alone, unless given permission or approval
  • avoidance of family vacations or outings that would take time away from depended
  • unable to do new things without directions or help
  • not reacting perfectly to medications or therapy for depression, OCD, anxiety, etc, symptoms may lessen but not go away entirely
  • reacting positively to things like sedatives and tranquillisers, however, they will likely abuse these, as it makes them feel more helpless. addiction is possible, especially to painkillers and things that impair cognition in order to get people to care for them more
  • encouraging abusive behaviours towards them, offering to let dependeds “take their anger out” on them, slap, hit, punch, kick, etc
  • when younger, often in a position where they are readily groomed and manipulated by adults, sometimes even touched
  • unable to complete ordinary life demands such as completing school, completing work shifts, following rules that require you to be away from your phone or contact with depended
  • inability to internalise compliments if they are from random people or sources
  • no assertion of independence, does not wish to strive to be independent, would rather not ‘fend for self’ or ‘go it alone’ and cannot cope with being alone at all
  • frequent bouts of false thinking that their partner is going to abandon them
  • allows self to be mistreated but treats their depended like a monarch/king/queen

so yeah that’s my experience with it fam

So I Finally Saw the Judas Contract

I liked it. I will wait until a second viewing to say weather or not I loved it.

I went in with A LOT of reservations. I did enjoy Teen Titans vs. the Justice League, but still have really mixed feelings about DC’s choice to animate old storylines with totally new team rosters.

Perhaps it is rather unrealistic to hope for a full-blown 80’s experience with a studio that needs to sell current comics, but I desire it nonetheless. When it comes to the individual characters of that roster, and how they were portrayed, I was impressed.


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bts + seventeen coming soon! 


  • is your bodyguard but also fashion adviser as in he can’t pick out outfits for you but he always reminds you to straighten out your collar or adjust your necklace or check your hair in a mirror he carries on hand and holds for you 
  • if you’re out shopping and you reach for something that is very last season he’ll cough and shake his head and tbh you’re like yeah… right 
  • doesn’t look like he can break a dude’s hand but oh believe me he can break more than a hand 
  • carries knives in his sleeves probably he just looks like the type to do something like that like he’s a bodyguard not an assassin but lbr he gives off the suave assassin feel
  • knows that there are certain things or people you do not want to see so he deliberately puts himself in front of those things so you don’t have to deal with them 
  • doesn’t judge you when you want to just drink wine and complain about shitty people in the world like he can’t drink with you but he’ll carry you on his back when you can’t walk anymore and will agree with everything you say just to make you feel better


  • you’re not sure how he got into this line of work but his sheer height intimidates people so it’s been working well for you two
  • sings in your car and the chauffeur tells him to stop it’s impolite but you never want him to stop so you’re like it’s fine keep going it’s nice
  • would willingly embarrass himself to get you out of an uncomfortable situation because his first priority is to keep you safe, he doesn’t care if he has to sacrifice looking weird to other people in order to protect that. 
  • “the earpiece? I wear it because it looks cool.”
  • you didn’t think you’d ever get into any physical danger but once someone looked like they might come after you and i kid you not ken body slammed him and you were just like WHAT and ken got up like nothing happened, smiled, and was like “let’s get out of here before the idiot can recover.”
  • he’s a bodyguard but he doesn’t even really care about that when he compliments you on being the most gorgeous person in the world every morning and you’re like are you supposed to say that is that in your contract and he’s like no i say it because i mean it 


  • the equivalent of a very big very silent guard dog 
  • doesn’t even need a weapon he could look at someone from the corner of his eye and they’d like turn to stone like no one even thinks of messing with a dude who looks like one word might set him into overdrive 
  • memorized your schedule and when you ask him what time it is he’s like “five minutes before lunchtime” 
  • thinks you don’t notice the way he yawns with his whole face when he’s bored and how his cheeks puff out and you think it’s cute so you laugh and he’s like “is something funny?” and you don’t want to say “you” because if you did you’re sure he’d melt 
  • has an affection for animals and so whenever you stop to pet a dog and another bodyguard tries to hurry you along leo is just like “let them do what they want. let them pet the puppy.”
  • will never show you but he has a little journal where he records little things he’s noticed about you like how you don’t really like places that are incredibly noisy so if you end up somewhere like that leo puts your headphones on your head and stays close to your side 
  • held your hand to stop you from being nervous and then immediately apologized a grand total of 23 times 


  • the clumsiest bodyguard ever and not because he’s like that by nature but because he gets nervous protecting you because well what if he messes up?? what if you get hurt??? and there he goes he tripped over the rug again 
  • you mentioned that you really like lilies so he picks a fresh one every morning and pins it to his suit and the other bodyguards told him to not do that but you thought it was adorable so you asked him to keep doing it
  • isn’t the best comforter in the world but when he sees that you feel down he tries to cheer you up in a whisper when no ones paying attention he’s like “this is out of place, but please smile!” 
  • loves sad ballad songs and you didn’t know until you heard him listening to one through his headphones and you were like ok how can he get even cuter???
  • is actually really agile and fast so if there’s ever danger he’s the first to sense it and pull you behind him. he’s not good at close range fighting so he carries a gun which he has admitted even scares him and you’re like hongbin you’re the one carrying it and he’s kinda like haha it’s still scary like have you ever held a gun and you’re like no and he’s like right right you’re not a bodyguard i am the bodyguard oops
  • once someone came running toward you and hongbin stepped between you two and it was a woman and she was like “may i have your autograph????” but not to you. to hongbin


  • when you first met he tried to remain stoic at all times but you cracked a dumb pun and he started laughing so hard everyone in like a mile radius turned around (the other bodyguards forced him to formally apologize to you but he couldn’t. he was still laughing too hard.)
  • you noticed that he has tattoos on his body and you commented that you think they’re cool and ravi couldn’t stop thinking about how you called him ‘cool’ for the whole day
  • keeps getting in trouble for having the first three buttons of his dress shirt unbuttoned but tbh like you don’t mind ……hehe
  • gets spooked by random noises and is in general scared of bugs more than you are and so when there was one in the car you squashed it with a magazine and turned to see ravi with his knees to his chest and you were like …..i can’t believe you’re the bodyguard in this situation 
  • probably accidentally called you something like ‘master’ and everyone was like mmmmm ravi no no that’s no don’t and you were just like isn’t that something more suited for the bedroo- and ravi was like I seE YOUR POINT exCUSE me
  • secretly loves watching your sleeping face because you look so at peace and your life is so hectic (afterall it must be you have /bodyguards/) and he just wishes you could get a break
  • you almost fell once and ravi literally shoved past the three bodyguards infront of him to get to you first 


  • notorious for being the most athletic and intimidating one of the bodyguards but let’s be freakin honest he’s the most memey 
  • and like don’t get me wrong he can knock someone out with one punch but like he reads manga during his breaks and hides candy up his sleeves 
  • scoffs anytime some gross dude makes a comment about you and is like “you want me to give him a black eye?” like it’s the most casual thing in the world 
  • for a while he wore black sunglasses and you were like why do you wear them inside too and he was like i thought it was part of the uniform is it not and you’re like ….no……. 
  • gets sassy with you sometimes too like if you’re just like “i wish i was at home” hyuk will be like “same i mean at least you’re sitting, ive been standing here not doing anything for an hour do you know how bored-” and the other bodyguards are like we’re sorry for his dumb mouth but you’re like it’s fine it’s fine because it’s actually nice to have someone around that’s being truthful with you
  • but if you ever get sick or are scared of the crowds of people don’t worry hyuk will throw his jacket over your head and pull you into his side and being against his broad figure just makes you feel so safe
  • and he’s oblivious but he’s so straightforward that he doesn’t understand saying something like “I will protect you with my life till the end” is as well meaning as it is …….well…..heart-throbbing 

anonymous asked:

Ugh everyone at school is using autism as an insult and i want to punch them like in my math class someone added something simple badly and they were like "I have autism" in a really mocking tone of voice and my neurotypical friend confirmed they were mocking so it wasn't just me overreacting

Just reading what you say those kids are doing makes me angry and wanting to yell at your school to do something about it. I don’t know how well it would work (personal experience from when I was in school tells me they won’t do a bloody thing), but making the issue known is better than sitting there silently and having to endure the insults.

- Auntie Cat

anonymous asked:

So many red flags lately. When we argue & my bf gets v frustrated he'll say things like 'You make me so angry I could punch a wall/hurt someone rn' but then he's also like 'So I'm going to take a walk to cool down' and when he gets back he's calm but sometimes he says really hurtful things when he's mad so I still want to talk about it, which makes him frustrated again in no time. Similar things happen a lot & im confused cause is this bad or should I be happy he knows when he has to cool down?

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Hey anon,

TBH, the fact that you’re asking if you “should be happy he knows when to cool down” is a HUGE red flag. You shouldn’t be happy that he’s not even exhibiting the bare minimum of human decency. The fact that it gets to that point and that you can’t talk through issues with him even after he’s “cooled down” indicates that there’s a major communication breakdown, and there can’t be a healthy relationship without healthy communication.

Other issues here are that he’s blaming his emotions on you. “You make me so angry” distances himself from the fact that he’s the one in control of his emotions and actions.

I would HIGHLY recommend that you leave. If possible, break up in a public place and have a place to go afterwards; his behavior, while not violent up to this point, indicates a possibility of becoming violent.

Stay strong.


(Thank you so much!!! I really really appreciate that awhh :) And now, here’s some NHL bfs nurseydex + “just…come back alive, okay?” for @the-amazing-frozen-densi-shipper !!!)

It’s kind of incredible. It’s kind of terrifying. Dex had been playing with Nursey for four years and now. Now, he looks around the locker room and it’s new and it’s different but it’s his and he still isn’t used to it. He hadn’t even, really, planned to sign until halfway through his junior year when Jack Zimmerman mentioned–in passing, but in that earnest, intense voice that made Dex realize he was serious–that he thought Dex had a chance at playing in the NHL. Initially, his plan was to graduate with a comp sci degree, enter the–extremely lucrative–field by fixing computers or something, and ultimately settle down, have kids, grow old, whatever.

“At the rate you’re improving,” Jack had said, gesturing with a gloved hand, spraying soap and water on Bitty, who was drying dishes next to him. “I think you could have a chance at signing. You’re definitely good enough now to start thinking about camps.” Dex had dropped his pen then, looking up from his notes and textbooks.

“What?” Jack turned to face him, eyebrows raised, slightly alarmed.

“Sorry, you weren’t planning on playing hockey after college, huh?” Dex knew his eyes were wide, face flushed.

“I uh. I hadn’t really thought about it?” He said honestly, rubbing the back of his neck. “I didn’t really think I was good enough.” Dex had always imagined Chowder trying to get into the NHL, really.

“Oh!” Jack had exclaimed and dove into the intricacies of choosing a team. Soon, there were scouts patrolling their games and, by the time he graduated a year and a half later, he had the keys to an apartment in D.C. and a Washington Capitals jersey emblazoned with the name “Poindexter”.

So now.

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Finally: Part 5

Pairing: Reader x Bucky
Word Count: 1.8K
Warnings: Angst, swearing

A/N: Bucky’s being a stupid idiot and making things worse (but trying to ease his pain)

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Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

Lee was disappointed when you had to cancel the night’s plans. But you couldn’t concentrate, your mind replaying the look on Bucky’s face when you saw him. He looked like someone had punched him in the gut, and it hurt you to think about.

You never intended to find someone else so quickly, but Lee had been so sweet and caring that you let it happen. You let Lee fall for you, when you knew that Bucky still has your heart. You hadn’t even realised that you weren’t entirely over your best friend until you saw his horrified expression. You knew that you didn’t feel right with Lee, but you hadn’t been able to put your finger on it. The moment you saw Bucky, it was like you’d found pieces to a puzzle that had been missing for weeks.

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lucia-ik  asked:

First of all I love your Voltron family au so much and your art is just gorgeous. Now the prompt: I think you did something like that awhile back where the kids ask how Keith and Shiro confessed to each other, but what if the kids regularly ask about it and one day that spark is just gone and they force their daddies to reenact their love confession. And shiro and keith are both thrown back completely forgetting that their children are there and the kid are like urgh why won't they stop kissing?

I’m glad you do thank you!! They are precious babs <3 I try my best \o/ For those who might want to read fanfic wherein Shiro and Keith first met before they adopted the kiddies that contains the detailed confession. :D

[The Voltron Family] If there was one thing Lance, Hunk and Pidge loved asking their daddies, it was their “love story”: how they met each other for the first time, how they became friends, how they confessed to each other, their first kiss and how they fell in love. The whole shebang. It made them happy, so it had been a usual story to tell during their camping trips. Usually it all depended whom they were asking because both would have different ways of telling the story, especially the confession.


Shiro: I was sweating. Hands, forehead, feet—MY WHOLE BODY! 
Pidge: Um, ew? *disgusted face*  *giggles*
Shiro: But I couldn’t handle it anymore. Your Daddy Keith was just in front of me. Sitting wearing an Adventure Time hoodie. It was adorable. He looked so soft and cuddly.
Lance: But…? *lil toes curling up from excitement*
Hunk: *dramatic gasp* NO WAY!
Shiro: *nods* I know! Your Daddy Keith was such a snob. Books were more important to him than spending time with me! And then I asked him if he has kissed someone. I was dying on the inside cause he looked SO SHOCKED and TERRIFIED. *hands on his face* I found it so endearing. Which was odd cause it could’ve been the day our friendship ended but I still went for the kill. Because I was so in love with him—HE NEEDED TO KNOW!
Pidge: You were very brave, Daddy Shiro. Like a soldier! *proud*


Keith: I wanted to punch your Daddy Shiro.
Hunk: *GASP* Daddy Keith, that’s bad!!!! 
Keith: *frowns* I know. But he was making me feel… *turns away* THINGS. 
Lance: *chuckles* *teasing tone* You just liked him!
Keith: *turns to Lance* *makes a face* Yeah, well, I didn’t want to.
Hunk: Why not?
Keith: It’s weird. No one likes me.
Hunk: I like you. *frowns*
Keith: *HEART MELTING* AWWW BABY. I like you too! But anyways, that’s why I was shocked and fell off the couch. It was like gravity telling me not to hurt the boy in front of me. 
Pidge: *giggles nonstop* *hands on her tummy* I love this part.
Keith: *smiles fondly* Of course you would.

They know the story by heart. Even the versions with added parts. But one night, when they were done watching anime in the living room, Pidge wanted them to reenact the confession scene to them. On their own couch.

Keith: *in disbelief* But… why?
Pidge: *shrugs* Why not?
Shiro: *laughs* *tugs Keith* C’mon, baby. For old time’s sake.
Keith: BUT WHY?
Shiro: *positions himself on the sofa* *in acting mode* Keith, can I kiss you?
Keith: Wha— *gets pulled down by the three kids to the floor* *glares at them* OH MY GOD. 
Pidge: *laughs* But Daddy Keith, you were supposed to be on the floor! You fell!! My fave part, remember? You cannot NOT do it!
Keith: *mutters* Fine. *acting mode* Ugh.
Shiro: *dramatic gasp* Keith, are you okay?!!
Keith: *glares at Shiro* Shiro, are you fu–
Shiro: *whispers* Friggin. *looks pointedly at the kids watching them*
Keith: Are you FRIGGIN serious?!
Shiro: *looks around* C-can we at least get you up here on the sofa?
Keith: *gets comfy on the floor* *smirks* Nope. We’re doing this now.
Shiro: *looks at Keith shyly* This isn’t exactly how I wanted to confess to the one I love, yknow?
Keith: *hands on mouth* *dramatic gasp* YOU LOVE ME?
Shiro: *rolls eyes* Yeah I do. And I’d love to kiss you if you feel the same.
Lance: *tries to contain his squeals* *Hunk squeezes his hands*
Keith: No homo?
Shiro: Homo all the way, bro.
Keith and the three kids: BROOOOOOOOOOOOO.
All five of them: *laughs*
Hunk: This is the part where a book fell on Daddy Keith’s head. He’s in pain.
Keith: But he didn’t mind. *smiles at Hunk* *looks at Shiro* YOU LOVE ME.
Shiro: *smiles fondly* I do. Do you feel the same way or…
Keith: *laughs* I do. *covers mouth* OH. MY. GOD. You love me. It’s mutual.
Keith and the three kids: DUUUUUUUUUDDDEEEE!!!
Shiro: *looks at Hunk, Pidge, Lance* You guys really knows this by heart huh?
Lance: Shhh!h Continue!!! *pats Shiro*
Shiro: *chuckles* *looks down at Keith* Now will you please come back up here so I can—
Lance, Hunk and Pidge: —KISS MY NEW BOYFRIEND? *giggles*
Keith: *laughs* *gets pulled by Shiro*
Shiro: Hey. *grins and pulls Keith closer*
Keith: Hey yourself.

Then of course they ended up kissing, Shiro pampering Keith with kisses all over his face causing Keith to giggle. Then it just goes on and on and on.

Pidge: Ugh. It’s been half an hour already. They’re not done yet.
Lance: *tugs Shiro* Daddy Shiro, we’re going to bed now. Let’s go.
Shiro: *doesn’t even notice Lance or the kids at all* *too busy kissing Keith*
Lance: *hands in the air* I can’t believe this! This was a bad idea, Pidge!
Pidge: I must agree. *frowns* *head resting on her hand*
Hunk: *beams* I don’t think so. 

Of course this is that part, just had to draw that one. HAHAHHAA

Dialogue Prompts

“For someone who runs their mouth so much you’d think they’d be a better kisser…”

“Oh shush! It’s not my fault the cat eats your laundry!”

“How do you forget to tell me you were shot?!”

“For the last time I didn’t pee in the neighbor’s yard. It was my ‘twin’.”

“Look the friendly murderer came to say hi.”

“I don’t want you to end up like me!”

“You will learn our ways little by little just like everyone else.”

“So, what’s the story behind that Tattoo?”

“Yes, I did adopt 12 birds.”


“Don’t make me get the taser.”

“It’s not what it looks like! I found them like that!”

“For all things holy, someone punch her in the face.”

“I’d date him in a heart beat if he wasn’t gay.”

“I don’t care what I look like in her eyes. I only care how I look to you.”

“You know, I think the old guy from down the street might have died…. Let’s find out!”

“Excuse my french but suck my baguette.” 

lavellaann  asked:

Okok, so how would Dad76, Reaper, McCree and Genji reacting to their s/o proposing to them in the middle of Overwatch's Halloween party because their s/o really loves them and want to spend the rest of their life with them?? Have a lovely day! xx


>his face is so red

>he is blushing like crazy and he’s so nervous too

>he’s honored as hell though and he’s so happy

>this whole time he’s been quiet and poor s/o has been sweating bullets because why hasn’t he said anything yet

>he realizes that he’s been quiet and he just takes s/o’s hands and holds them and he kisses their hands and he brings them close and he kisses their forehead and just silently whispers yes and kisses their forehead again

>he’s about to cry because he never thought he’d make it this far with someone and he’s just s o h a p p y

Reaper: (well I suppose he’s still Gabriel Reyes at this point)

>he’ll raise an eyebrow and smirk

>he’d joke about how they beat him to the punch

>he’d straighten them up and kiss them and hug them tightly

>he’d say something like, “Are you sure you want to be stuck with me for the rest of your life, amor?”

>he’d make it sound like a joke but he’s actually really cautious about the whole thing

>he will forever feel like he won’t deserve being with someone in such a precious and permanent way

>he’d be really happy but internally he’d wonder if you were making the right decision


>pls expect this idiot to tear up

>he’ll be red as heck like the punch will look white in comparison to how hard this cowboy will blush

>he’d be embarrassed because he had a whole thing planned out and he was gonna do it eventually

>but he’d be giddier than all hell though

>”Well shucks, sweet pea, you’ve done and gotten me all flush now.”

>expect him to straighten them out and dip them (like the salsa dance thing) and kiss them and just shower them in affection


>he’s so flustered and so surprised

>a lot of stuttering and stammering and he’s rubbing the back of his head and he’s looking at them and he’s so in love with them

>he’s so flattered that they want to be with him for the rest of their life and he’s so happy

>will scoop them up and press his forehead against theirs

>some Japanese will slip out and they’ll have no idea what he’s saying but he sounds so happy like he’s crying so they don’t say anything and just hold him and kiss him wherever they can

I think something that really pushed Lawlu into OTP status for me is Law making a plan that incorporates how Luffy generally reacts to things and Luffy’s dislike of plans in favor of just hitting the opponent.

Doflamingo gets Luffy mad. Luffy wants to hit him. Law chides Luffy, reminding him to “stick to the plan”. Luffy seems to not like that and goes to hit Law, causing Doflamingo to drop his guard…only for La to switch laces with Doflamingo so Luffy’s hit has more effect on someone not ready for it.

He knows Luffy wants to just punch Mingo already. He also knows that plans tend to fall to pieces around Luffy. So he made a plan to totally accommodate Luffy’s whims (punching Mingo as soon as possible) and still do a better job than just rushing Doffy got a hit (by getting him to drop his guard in amusement when he thinks Law’s about to be punched).

That scene made it clear to me that even though Luffy often drives him nuts and his idiosyncrasies baffle him, Law really gets Luffy. And that Luffy is willing to work with Law.

Originally posted by ryuzaki-lester