this is what happens

  • Misaki's inner monologue:I just really like it when Usagi smiles. And I can't imagine my world without him. I want to be close to him. I get anxious spending even one night away from him. I want him to be close to me and never leave me alone. There is no one in the world who understand me more. He is very important to me. I can do anything with Usagi by my side, and knowing he'll be a part of my future.
  • Usagi:Misaki, I love you
  • Misaki, out loud:Quit saying such gay af shit you weirdo homo.

anonymous asked:

What's Stephen Amell's "dumb face"?

Stephen Amell’s “dumb face” is his expression as Oliver whenever he gazes moonily at Felicity. Amell has never used it looking at any of Oliver’s other love interests, and it’s super dorky and open and genuine. 

Here are some examples of Stephen Amell’s dumb face as Oliver:

1. “I’m a former playboy but you make me super nervous” dumb face

2. “I remember everything about the day we met” dumb face

3. “I want to have a million babies with you” dumb face

4. “I love you but maybe goodbye forever” dumb face

5. “I want to believe that I’m a good man” dumb face

6. “I looooooooooooove her” dumb face

7. “Casually hanging out shirtless waiting for my cranky lady love to come home” dumb face

8. “Whoa, she might want to marry me?” dumb face

9. “My face is so dumb!” dumb face

10. “I’m proposing to the love of my life” dumb face

The Anti Who Stole The Spring Think

Every Larrie down on tumblr liked Larry a lot,

But the Anti’s who lived just north of logic, did not.

The Anti’s hated Larries! The whole Larrie bunch!

No, please don’t ask why, I’m sure you already have a hunch,

It could be their heads weren’t screwed on just right.

It could be perhaps that their shoes were too tight.

But I think that the most likely reason of all,

May be that their hearts were two sizes too small.

Whatever the reason, their hearts or they’re N*rries,

They shouted a lot on tumblr, hating the Larries.

Staring up from their caves with their sour Anti frown,

At the fun and the laughter in good old Larrie town.

For they know every Larrie in that whole merry fandom,

Stood together in hard times, took problems in tandem.

“They’re making their jokes” they snarled with a sneer,

“It’s almost spring time! Why, it’s practically here!”

Then they growled with their Anti fingers nervously drumming,

“I MUST find some way to stop spring time from coming!”

For soon, they knew, all the Larrie girls and boys,

Wouldn’t have slept, and be awake with their joys!

And then, oh the noise! Oh, the noise!

Noise! Noise! Noise!

That’s one they hated! The noise!


Then the Larries, young and old would sit down to some memes!

And they’d meme! And they’d meme! And they’d meme!


They’d joke with sarcasm and rare Larrie jabs,

That was something on which the Anti’s always kept tabs!

And then they’d do something they liked least of all!

Every Larrie down on tumblr, with a cheeky wink,

Would stay close together, with spring time clocks ticking,

They’d sit side by side, and the Larries would start THINKING.

And they’d think! And they’d think! And they’d think!


And the more the Antis thought of this Larrie spring time think,

The more the Antis thought “I must stop this whole stink!”

“Why, for nearly six years I’ve put up with it now!”

“I must stop this thinking from coming– But how?!”

I’ve decided Civil War should actually be a series of conversations between Rhodey and Sam, discussing how stupid everything has gotten. Like they get all stealthy in their hoodies and ballcaps (or not because Rhodey would never and is horrified at Sam’s fashion choices. Leather coats and baseball hats are not ‘blending in’ holy shit.) and meet up for coffee. 

“Your white boy still being stupid, Colonel?”

“It’s what he’s good at.”

*serious nod* “I heard that.”

“And at least he’s not trying to ground helicopters with his bare hands.”

"Man, don’t be like that. It made sense to him at the time.”

*sips coffee*

"What’s up with the kid in the spider costume?”

"I don’t even ask anymore.”

And thus commences a back and forth about who is dumber this week, Tony or Steve (it’s a draw.) and some questioning of life choices, and the eventual conclusion they should both just retire and go wait it out on a beach. Which is what they say every week.

Meanwhile, elsewhere, Nick Fury sips a drink out of a coconut and continues to avoid Steve and Tony’s attempts to tattle on each other. 

That’s it. That’s the movie.