this is horrifyying holy shit

okay but what I really wanna see in infinity war is someone takes Wanda’s powers away and they start cackling (because everyone fucking says Wanda is shit without her powers) but then she flips back up into a fight stance and her opponent looks horrified and starts swinging, she starts fighting back because holy shit she’s been trained in hand to hand combat just like any other avenger should their main weapon get taken from them wow isn’t that a thought

also Clint standing somewhere off, clapping wildly and tears of joy springing from his face

oboy have some shitty langst prompts that are probably overused and overdone 

-coran finally mentions how homesick lance is to the team. no one else realized and everyone is horrified because holy shit how did they miss that

-lance just wants validation but no one gives it to him other than hunk, so eventually he just breaks down crying and screaming in front of everyone after compliments are given to everyone but him that one day, after a very stressful and panic inducing mission.

-lance tripped and fell in the airlock by accident and it short circuited, leaving the lock jammed. since it was right after training he had his helmet on, but he was singing when they were fighting the training bots to relieve stress. everyone had muted him and Lance is now panicking and screaming for help but no one is listening. he passes out crying.

-pidge was saying more sarcastic and snappy comments than normal, and she directed absurdly harsh comments to Lance as an outlet for her anger (they were probably up all night worrying about her parents). the words hit lance like a sledgehammer to the face and he starts coughing and crying, running out of the room and jumping into blue so she can comfort him

-(overused much?? but here goes) lance is sick. like. violently sick. as in vomiting blood. (turn it into pining lance with hanahaki disease?? sure) he tries to push through it but ends up throwing up blood during a battle and ends up getting captured by lotor who (obviously) manipulates lance into loving him instead of whoever he was pining after

The Arrangement (Part 6)

Summary: Jess informs you about Dean’s past, and Sam teases Dean. After dinner, Dean brings you home to find someone unexpected waiting for you, and helps you deal with it.

Pairing: AU!Dean x Reader

Word Count: 2,800

Warnings: language, sexual tension/references, a mild panic attack, mentions of breakups

A/N: Part 6 because I have homework I don’t want to do. Hope you guys like it!

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So the above photos, this tweet, and some spirited conversations in the group chat led to this ficlet. Much contribution from @sidsknee and @ehghtyseven, the best bits were their ideas. Make sure you take a look at @sidsknee‘s AO3 here

Unbeta’d! 

Shape of You

Geno feels like shit. The ice packs the trainers sent him back to the hotel with have gone warm. They’re going to take ages to refreeze in the tiny freezer of his mini fridge; and in the meantime, he’d like to maybe sleep, at some point. Their flight tomorrow is at ass’o’clock in the morning. He can’t wait to be back home. This entire road trip has been hellish, with tonight’s game the worst of all.

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anonymous asked:

[thinking face] When Metatron stole Cas' grace, Cas apparently gained a soul (according to the Wiki, at least. That and the horrified 'holy shit I fucked up' look when the angels were faceplanting the earth certainly seems to back that up). I wonder what happened to it when Cas consumed the other angel's grace. Did the grace burn it away? Was it still lurking there, somewhere? With a soul, where would he have gone when he died?

Hey Anon! Thanks for putting such awesome questions in my inbox and sorry for my delay in responding to them.

I think the idea that Cas gained a soul after Metatron stole his grace is entirely likely.  Since we don’t know exactly how souls work, I guess Cas could have gotten a whole one or it could have been growing inside him throughout s9.

He was certainly feeling things during his time as a human and we know from s6 and soulless!Sam that not feelings things is definitely a side-effect of being soulless.  Another side effect for Sam was not sleeping. He didn’t sleep for months.  When Cas was human he slept, even though it was strange to him.  I think he had a soul.

As far as what happened to it when he consumed the other angel’s grace (and then later when he got his own back) I personally don’t think that grace would burn away a soul.  For one thing the show has given me the impression that a soul is a lot more powerful than grace.  In s6 they were an important plot line for helping Cas to power up and take on Raphael. He needed thousands of souls and got some on loaner from Crowley.  Then they spent all season trying to pop purgatory and get more.   

Even though taking on so many was ultimately more than Cas could handle in the long run, the souls didn’t burn out his grace and his grace wasn’t eating away at the souls.  They were able to co-exist. 

Cas: Souls are living batteries. They’re full of energy. They’re full of light. Each one is as powerful as… 100 suns?

For something as powerful as a soul to be destroyed, I feel like we would see some sort of reaction. Souls are pure energy and energy cannot be created or destroyed. Considering these points I don’t think a soul can even be destroyed (well Amara could probably destroy them). I mean, even when people die their souls live on, going to heaven or hell.  

I think that is a big part of why Castiel’s heavenly family don’t see him as an angel anymore. I think Cas is something different and special, a being with both grace and a soul.  It’s part of the reason he is going to have to eventually answer the questions of who/what he is, how he wants to live his life, and where he belongs.  

Which brings me to your last thought about where Cas would go if he died. I actually have been thinking that maybe what the nephilim showed Cas–Paradise–was actually heaven.  It certainly sounded that way from his description. 

I saw the future. I saw a world without pain or hunger or want. I saw the world that this child… that your child will create.  And it is a world without fear and without suffering and without hate. I saw paradise.

Maybe Cas didn’t recognize it as heaven because this one was customized for himself.  Maybe the nephilim showed him paradise, because he knew that would be Castiel’s inevitable future.  

I don’t know for certain, but I just really hope s13 picks up exactly where s12 left off, because the thought of Cas dead, even if he is in heaven, is just too upsetting and I hope they don’t leave him dead for very long.  

can we just appreciate everyone’s faces in the chelsea interview?? word for word, this woman literally said “do you guys feel responsibility when that conversation [the gender wage gap] comes up? that you have to defend other women? you’re only trying to make your own fuckin pay check, like now you have to defend women??” and they just

they all look disappointed and disgusted on many levels

It's Almost Halloween (From Another Room)
Panic! At The Disco

It’s nowhere near Halloween. But hey, I actually enjoy this song so much and am currently obsessed with using @fromanotherroom‘s tutorial; to make beautifully tranquil music. (and make awesome music more epic).

This Must Be What Going Mad Feels Like by LadyLade

[902w | Teen]

Then Derek twitches, sees Scott looking at him, and glares. “What?” he snarls.

Does…does Derek look a little guilty?

Oh Jesus. This is not happening.

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Teen Wolf kink meme prompt: Holy shit, Scott thinks, horrified. Because Derek isn’t staring creepily at some unidentified point in the distance. Derek is staring at his best friend’s ass.

Note: Outsider POVs are always great and this one had me cackling. I get irritated when the default in fics seems to be Scott vocally against Stiles and Derek being a thing - to the point where they have a falling out over it - so I really appreciate supportive!Scott in this fic.


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Strange Happenings

Originally posted by reylo-musings

Summary: Kylo Ren finally has the guts to abandon the First Order and leave it all behind. His venture to freedom however sends him flying through a black hole and crashing onto a strange planet known as Earth, where reader finds him.

Warnings: Attempted assault and theft 


The rain was coming down hard, pounding on the roof of the venue you had just been waitressing. Your coworker looked over from the sink he was hunched over scrubbing dishes, 

“Thank God it wasn’t pounding this hard earlier.” 

You let out a chuckle as you cleaned out one of the last wine glasses. The extra cash you got for working the event was great, but the bridezilla that came as a test to your patience was anything but. 

“Pretty sure she was going to rip someone’s throat out if they mentioned the good luck with fertility one more time.” 

You both shook your heads laughing, reminiscing on her fuming anger which almost quite literally had steam blowing out of her ears. She truly was a vision…of horror. 

Events like this were rare for you to get called out to work considering you were only starting, but with the catering company being short staffed you had to take your shot. You wanted the experience, and seriously needed the money. The catering company made it almost too easy to get it too. By picking up a few trays and driving them to the venue, you got paid for your drive there. You got paid an extra $5 per hour than your regular pay just because it was an event, and not to mention the tips. The tips were what you were most excited about, especially with the wedding being an open bar. Drunks were always the most generous tippers in your experience. In short, you couldn’t wait to see your pay stub and actually have money left after your rent payment. What a thought.

Looking to the clock your shoulders instantly slouched with a sigh of relief as the hand hit midnight. 

“Yes! That’s my signal.” 

The coworker looked down to his watch, returning his gaze to you with concern as he put down the plate. 

“Shouldn’t you have left like 2 hours ago? I mean I’m only staying cause I’m 20 minutes away. How far out are you again?” 

You looked down at your black shoes, trying to sound unconcerned as you placed the dish rag down, “Uhhh like 2…hours.” 

He slammed his hand down and stared at you in shock, “2 hours?!” 

“I really need the money ok?! The later I stay, the better the pay.“ 

He shook his head at you turning to face you, 

“Look (Y/N), I know rent ain’t cheap in the city but for the sake of you getting home safely, work the set up crew next time we work a wedding this far out ok? They get just as many hours.” 

You nodded sheepishly, trying to get the conversation over with. You weren’t up to arguing about how they didn’t get tips like the evening waitresses. 

“Now I’m gonna be worried about you for 2 hours. Especially with the weather like this. Send a text when you get home?” 

“Yeah sure. I’ll be fine though, I mean come on it’s the boonies. Worst that could happen is a deer runs out into the road.” 

He didn’t seem amused as you threw your bag over your shoulder. With a roll of your eyes you placed your hands on your hips. You appreciated his concern, but being as old as you were, you weren’t really looking for an extra parent or older sibling to worry over your perfectly capable self. 

“Seriously, I’ll be fine. I can take care of myself.” 

He just shook his head as he returned to washing the last few wine glasses, “Alright. Well drive safe.” 

You turned on your heel and waved to him while making your exit, “I promise!” 

With a bounce in your step thinking about how successfully your first event went you walked towards the gravel parking lot, only to start slowing your steps. The further out of the venue you got, the more you realized just how creepy and dingy the place was. When you had pulled up earlier this morning the barn like hall seemed adorable, with the fall of night however, not so much.

 There were no street lights in sight, making it difficult to even see where the road was. There were also no signs except the venue’s name for miles. At this hour there was also not a single sound except for the rain. The overwhelming surrounding of trees made everything seem even darker and eerie as well. The pounding frequency of rain that blurred out anything more than 15 feet ahead didn’t really help the vibe either. The only thing that seemed to ease the creepy vibe was the fact that you could clearly see your car, just a few yards away, all by it’s lonesome. 

With a deep breath you shook your head, 

“Just run to the car, just run to the car.” 

Dashing through the rain straight to the car door you started to fumble through your purse as the rain now soaked your tailored top, 

“Come on.” 

Pushing around your belongings you finally heard the familiar faint jingle of your keys. 

Just as you got a hold of them, there was suddenly a different kind of cold sensation just barely grazing your neck. Your breath caught in your throat as you tried to control your breathing as you felt your heart start to pound against your ribs. 

“Give me the keys doll face…and we won’t have a problem.” 

The sound of the hoarse male voice made your skin crawl, causing you to visibly cringe. His ability to approach you so steathily only added to your anxiety, what if he had back up? What if he could just as quietly kidnap you? There wasn’t a soul living out here to witness the crime. With a sudden shove, the man pushed you into the side of your car. 

“HE-!” 

His hands covered your mouth instantly, the fear inside you building as your breathing grew more rigid. You knew you had pepper spray to defend yourself, but with his body weight holding you to the car the way he was and what you assumed to be a pocket knife so close to your throat, you knew you couldn’t fish it out of your purse fast enough or smoothly to avoid a cut. 

“KEYS! Now.” 

Pushing the knife closer to your neck you let out a whimper as you tried to fish for the keys you just had a hold on out from the bottom. Hands shaking furiously as you felt around. 

“Hurry the he-” 

Suddenly he was cut off as his body jolted backwards, his voice sounding as though his airways were suddenly constricted. Instantly you felt a faint tinge of relief wash over you as you felt his weight off of you. Breathing heavily your eyes went to the gravel beneath you for a moment, noticing your attackers knife before you. Not understanding how he had not kept his grip on his weapon you slowly raised your gaze.

Just as you did however, you now found yourself breathless, eyes growing wider than saucers. If it was at all possible your heart was somehow managing to beat even harder than it had earlier. 

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anonymous asked:

Holy shit how much more horrifying must have the whole Mustafar thing have been with that eldritch abomination version of Anakin? Alternately, maybe his terrifying-ness would have scared off, or at least overcame, Palpatine

  • “I’m a monster,” says Anakin. Senator Palpatine smiles, avuncular and warm, and says not you’re not and the Jedi are the ones who call you a monster and I do not think you are a monster and they call you are a monster because they fear your power. I do not. And that is what he says every time Anakin arrives with his eyes boiling red with tears and fury. This is what he says every time Anakin’s been chastised for losing control, for scaring people, for permitting his extra limbs to show, for snarling in that strange way he has, like he is speaking from fifteen throats at the same time, so his voice is layered and quivering and buzzing. This is what he says when a night of passion with Padme results in an electric storm that short-circuits the entire city. This is what he says when Ahsoka is injured in battle and Anakin’s pain and guilt summons black-belled stormclouds that hail down blood. This is what he says when Mace Windu won’t let Anakin teach the younglings – what does he know?
    • they haven’t learned to close their eyes around you, says Mace, flatly. You’d blind them. You’d hurt them. I can barely stand to look at you, how would it be when a child tries to – tries to look at you in your true form–
    • This is my true form! Anakin had barked at Mace, and raised his human hands. I’m –I’m human, I am, I am – 
    • You’re not, says Palpatine, you’re so much more. 
  • All that power. All that strength. But all the power in the world means nothing when its wielder is frightened, and alone. In another world, an entirely-human Anakin is manipulated through his love for his wife, his desperation to belong. In this one, exactly the same thing happens. Anakin is caught in the sharp cracks of: I want to be human and I am not human and I am not a monster and they tell me I am and I want to do the right thing and I do not know what the right thing is, and fear leads to hate, and hate leads to the Dark Side where all things drown, and even the son of the Force cannot escape the tides pulling him in, deeper and deeper, until the Light is a dim and distant quiver. 
  • Mustafar. The molten planet, the blistering lava, the dead and empty sky. Padme lying where Anakin threw her. Anakin himself breaking apart at the seams: his eyes huge and black, too many teeth in his gums, his tongue splitting in twain, becoming a twisting pair of snakes – and Obi Wan closes his eyes, he has to. The images are too awful. The Dark Side, where all things drown. Even the brightest son of the Force. Oh how thou art fallen – 
    • Master! Master Won’t you look at me? And Obi Wan does, but he doesn’t open his eyes: he opens himself to the Force, and feels it pour into him in a hot red tide, snarling and sparking with Anakin’s frenzy. He sees Anakin in his entirety for the first and only time: both human and Force, monster and wonder, mortal and god, wound together, ever-shifting. How can you fight something like that? How? Obi Wan illuminates his lightsabre. Anakin snarls with a thousand tongues, and starts forwards, and it seems that all of reality is surging towards Obi-Wan, breaking at the edges and –
    • I am one with the Force, and the Force is in me, Obi Wan thinks: the old Jedi meditation, and Anakin is bigger than any moon, anything, he is in the physical realm and the mental one at the same time, he is an impossibility he is – 
    • I AM ONE WITH THE FORCE AND THE FORCE IS IN ME and Obi Wan opens his eyes and his apprentice is there, sort of human-shaped, but only in the vaguest possible way. Like a blurry holovid, or one of those optical illusions so popular among younglings; you look at it this way and it is a droid, that way and it is a star. Obi Wan keeps his eyes open, and his Force-sensitivity open, and Anakin flickers in and out of existence, sometimes there and sometimes not, and reality itself shrieks. But the Force is everything and everywhere, and Obi Wan draws on it; because power is what you make if it, life is what you make of it, and there is always a choice. Obi Wan makes his. 
  • A quick fact about lightsabres: they’re in two realms at the same time. Most people don’t know this. They’re in this one, and the the other one. And they can cut through anything
  • The battle jumps between realms, between times, in and out of the physical landscape, and there are times when Obi Wan doesn’t know if he’s fighting on the planet Mustafar or in the heat and tempest of Anakin’s mind. He ignores everything around him and focuses on the beat of his heart, the strength of his lightsabre, his padawan. And –
    • You can’t win Master!I have the high ground! And are they in Anakin’s fevered dreamscape? Are they on the lava-carved banks of a dead planet? Are those Anakin’s eyes, or are they stars, bright-burning and so very close?
    • It doesn’t matter. Obi Wan makes his choice. His lightsabre can cut through anything. Anakin falls in two smoking halves, and the lava takes him. The air around him catches fire, and for a moment Obi Wan sees tentacles, wings, teeth: all burning. 
  • Darth Vader sometimes remembers when he was bigger than the skin he wore. But not very often. The son of the Force died on Mustafar.

tiredsmolhufflepuff  asked:

What if Moidoriya can see spirits because the universe Fucked Up TM and he wasn't supposed to be born a human???

holy shit, that is amazing and horrifying, i am so behind it

also funny and terrible: izuku’s guardian spirit sort of fused with his soul in order to save him from death at some point early in his life and now he is some kind of spirit-human hybrid, or a spirit possessing his own body, or kind of a spirit given human form…? it was an accident and now izuku is all alone :’^)

grumpyowl27  asked:

Mkay so dark Tyler right? We call Tyler stone face a lot soo... When he smiles you can see the cracks in his cheeks, there's a cost for his manipulation. You can always see through the cracks if you look hard enough. But don't look too long, or he will notice. The hair stands on the back of his necks and the cracks of his smile open wide. You looked into him too long, now he can see in you. There is no escape after his stony gaze.

YES DARK TYLER LET’S TALK ABOUT HIM

Someone said that his dark name should be Apocalypse? And tbh I’m in love with that omg

That mental image is both horrifying and fascinating holy SHIT

hsau thoughts
  • first things first: obvious Lucy Lane and Lena Luthor are the two that are there to win
  • yes, you heard me, they are there to win high school
  • like, they both have amazing siblings and a hardass parent so they are both under a lot of pressure to be amazing and also trying to be good enough to break out from under that shadow
  • so they both run for class president every year and each election it alternates between who wins and the other gets vp and they’re both trying to get the best grades (tho Winn has always been top of the class in computer science) and they’re taking languages and leading clubs and it’s intense
  • basically they are over achievers and they have a somewhat friendly (sometimes pretty nasty) competition going about who can be the best at everything
  • they try to out do each other at every turn
  • and there’s no clear winner cause whenever one of them does something great the other isn’t far behind
  • the rest of the grade (school?) is either horrified or living as they watch this play out
  • srsly its either “holy shit this is scary literally the worst thing ive ever seen” or “lena is going for captain of the volleyball team and lucy’s going for cross country captain are they both gonna get it? place your bets here!”
  • but yeah that is happening
  • then Kara gets adopted by the Danvers family and Alex is a senior (a grade above Kara) 
  • and it’s two weeks into September its Monday and Kara’s starting a new school and its one of Lucy and Lena’s more hostile days and “umm, Alex, why are those two girls yelling at each other in the courtyard?”
  • Kara’s just trying to make it through her first day at a new school and its going pretty well she made friends with the boy Winn who agreed to show her around
  • then later Kara has third period AP English bc Kara’s actually really good at writing and English even though its her second language
  • so both Lucy and Lena are in that class with her and they both go over to say hi at different points but they’re both looking at her the same way: like they want to go down on her in the bathroom 
  • and Kara’s just trying to get through her first day at a new school
  • she’s really trying guys
  • but she talks to them both for a bit and they’re actually really great and also holy shit Lena and Lucy are really hot
  • anyway que a very intense slow burn love triangle that probably ends with poly bc poly’s the best and Kara has a lot of love

anonymous asked:

*sigh* okay so, probably wasting my time here but--Shiro's age is not confirmed. It's been left open to interpretation. On the OFFICIAL website it speaks about ALL the Paladins (Shiro included) as teenagers. I shouldn't even have to tell you how wrong you are about how shalladin is not at all pedophilia (because minors do not equal children. If you want to get technical your body is no longer physically a child once puberty hits. Mentally is another story). You speak about power imbalances (1)

But the fact is, to compare Keith and Shiro’s relationship to that of a toxic and power imbalanced relationship is foolhardy at best. Keith is aged around 17-18 years of age, thus he is already an adult by social terms. Immaturity is not an inherent sign of childishness. You can be 30 years old and be immature by many standards. Furthermore, literally go look at the average age gap in a modern marriage. It spans from 1 to up to 7 years difference. I’ve met couples who married at 17 and 24 (2)

Respectively. To dump your own expectations on what it right and what is wrong is extremely narrow minded. By your logic, Keith is still an immature child who would be abused by Shiro were they in a romantic relationship–yet by the shows canon, Sheith is one of the most healthiest relationships in the show (romance aside) next to Hance. I would have a problem with Sheith were Shiro 25 and Keith CANONICALLY below the age of 13 as that would define pedophilia in earnest. However, that is not (3)

The case. Sheith shippers are not pedophiles, nor are they apologized for pedophilia. As someone who has worked with people whom have survived those instances, you are spreading a very hateful message that is not, in any way, helping those people. If anything, you are causing more harm than good by attacking this ship, that has been proven to be CANONICALLY one of the healthiest in the show. Tbh I wouldn’t be surprised if you’re…what, 15-16? Let me be clear, your crusading does not prove (4)

Your maturity. Rather, by actively endorsing anti behavior you ironically enforce the fact that your part of the fandom is the most immature of all. This juvenile behavior is without. If this show bothers you that much, seriously go somewhere else where you can live with more peace of mind. But your narrow view of the world is not just or perfect. Grow up, educate yourselves, and stop shrieking incessantly over *unconfirmed details*. Oh and please by all means, show us the links and receipts.

By the way, this isn’t hate at all. I honestly don’t give a flying fig about you, but I’ve had enough with this unfounded harping and harassment. I would honestly love to see your argument to this (with sources I might add) in response. So if you can *prove* without a shadow of a doubt that Shiro is indeed way older than everyone–actual cited proof and not assumptions or inferences based on personal hearsay–and that Sheith fits under pedophilia, I would love to read it.

jesus christ, anon. six paragraphs? that’s dedication right there. 

alright, so, in this clusterfuck of messages you left me (50% of my inbox on this blog, may i add!) you claimed:

1. shiro’s age is not confirmed.

2. sh/eith is the healthiest relationship in the show, because a 17 year old is technically an adult.

3. i said that being immature = being a child.

4. a couple in which one of them is 17 and the other 24 is a healthy one, because you’ve seen those couples.

5. if shiro were 25 and keith were 13, it would be a healthy relationship.

6. i am 15/16 years old.

7. the show bothers me.

8. you don’t care about me.

alright, anon. this is going to be fun to answer.

starting out with shiro’s age not being confirmed, may i offer you this lovely post by @keith-against-sheith? or, if you don’t want to look at that source, i’ll literally give you the ones mentioned in the post. 

sdcc video (shiro is/around 25)
twitter dm with tim hedrick (k/h/l are 16/17)
yes, the ages are confirmed.

okay, now, to #2: sh/eith is the healthiest ship in the show.

anon, i’m assuming you looked at the sources i provided you with, so now you know shiro is 25 and keith is 16/17, not 17/18. really, i don’t understand why i have to tell you, a most likely adult (taken from you assuming i’m 15/16 in an honestly condescending tone, just like your entire message(s)) why a relationship between a teenager and an adult is harmful, but oh well.

basically, an adult will always hold power over the teenager in a relationship, making it toxic, abusive, and, therefore, unhealthy. sh/eith has been proven to be a relationship between an adult and a teenager. use your brain.

now, um, anon…i think #3 is where you need to give me the source, lol. i never said or claimed that immaturity made someone a child. however, if you were referring to how some children are mature for their age so adults can date them…please go to the source listed directly above.

okay, so, i don’t know if you know this but something being portrayed often does not make it right. if you begin to think something is okay because you see it a lot, that’s normalization. this is a post about normalization of minor/adult relationships in fandom, but, tbh, it applies to the real world, too. and if you don’t think fiction affects reality, here are some sources that say otherwise.

now, to numbers 5 and 6. jesus, these two are my favorite.

let’s start with 6 first, then backtrack to 5, so it makes more sense. you said i’m 15/16. haha, nice one, dude. i’m younger. (think 13/14 younger, not 10/11 younger.)

now, to backtrack to #5: a relationship between a 25 year old and a 13 year old is not pedophilia. 

alright, dude. holy shit. this is possibly the funniest yet most horrifying point you’ve made so far. like, okay, yes, pedophilia is described as a relationship between someone who has not hit puberty yet and someone who has. i hit puberty when i was 11. does that suddenly make me dating a 25 year old okay? seriously, dude. think about it, but separate yourself from dusty old dictionary definitions and use, you know, common sense. 

but i mean, if you’d rather stick to dictionary definitions, sh/eith (or any shaladin ship) is technically ephebophilia. which, guess what, is still…gross. because it’s still adults attracted to teenagers. yikes, am i right? but, hey, if you want to accuse me of misusing the term pedophilia, please refer to this post about the topic.

okay, now to #7. the show bothers me, allegedly.

i mean, if i’m being honest, season two did bother me. but that had more to do with the treatment of black/brown and fat characters rather than sh/eith. in fact, in regards to sh/eith, i was actually pretty happy with season two. “shiro, you’re like a brother to me” is honestly the line that saved my life. if you want a source for me not absolutely hating voltron, maybe check out my main, @wlwvoltron (this may be a bit of a promo, oops). it’s…a voltron blog, my dude.

now, finally, to #8. you “don’t give a flying fig about me.”

anon, you sent me six paragraph long messages. sure you don’t.

crsinclair  asked:

(Gore mention) Several years ago I literally had my foot skewered (it was an accident). Due to reasons we couldn't go to the emergency room, so I had my brother go grab me towels, bandages, and a pair of scissors. I had to cut my own foot open to get the giant piece of wood out of my foot, and for three weeks I couldn't walk right. Maybe something similar with Lance? Since you all about that Lance Whump. Need something I can relate to. :)

holy SHIT my dude, that sounds super horrifying D:

Hmmmm, GEEEE, I wonder what that could be? Definitely not the giant carton of french fries you ordered to MAKE people eat fries. That couldn’t have anything to do with it…

Holy shit wtf

Why you so veiny

HOLY SHIT WTF

THIS IS DOWNRIGHT HORRIFYING

How do you STILL think that’s your son??? Is your son capable of using inanimate objects like arms/tentacles? Is your son so veiny, it shows through a thick costume? Does your make disturbing animalistic noises? Does your son have FRIES FOR FEET?

“He’ll mash your potatoes!”

That was a really cute fry-related metaphor, Steven. Good job.