this looks pretty terrible i'm sorry

anonymous asked:

Had a lady come up to my table and start rooting around her purse for her membership card. This is pretty common so I wait patiently for her. She asks if we can just look it up for her but I tell her politely that we can't and we have to see the card. She roots around for a little bit longer before picking everything up and telling me "Your customer service is terrible. You are the rudest person ever." and storming away. Like, what the hell did I do??? I'm sorry you can't keep track of your card

  • Me: You know, I love the Valar, but Manwe is probably my least favourite, like, he's not very interesting, and he's really indecisive, and he doesn't GET mortal people, like the Valar's messengers to Numenor spectacularly fucked up because he didn't even realize he should TRY to think about things from our perspective. And he's kind of a dick to Yavanna to be honest... I've noticed that I rag on him a lot in Valarfic and I'm not even really that sorry, you know?
  • Some fucking person on tumblr: The Valar suck, and Tolkien specifically called out Manwe's indecisiveness in a letter somewhere, which definitely means that the Valar are canonically terrible and not simply that Tolkien was writing them as actual people with character flaws, and Feanor was 100% justified in everything he did and said and the Valar just oppressed him, and honestly when you look at it, Manwe is pretty much as bad as Morgoth.
Howl's Moving Castle (2004 Film) : Sentence Starters
  • "I feel terrible, like there's a weight on my chest."
  • "Lets run!"
  • "Don't fight them, _______."
  • "Sorry, I've had enough of running away, _______."
  • "Now I've got something I want to protect. It's you."
  • "A heart's a heavy burden."
  • "I know I can be of help to you, even though I'm not pretty and all I'm good at is cleaning."
  • "Well, the nice thing about being old is you've got nothing much to lose."
  • "You, you sabotaged me!"
  • "What a pretty color."
  • "You completely ruined my magic potions in the bathroom!"
  • "Wow, _______, your hair looks just like starlight."
  • "Yeah, but no-one really believes that."
  • "Come on, it's not that bad."
  • "They say that the best blaze burns brightest, when circumstances are at their worst."
  • "I see not point in living if I can't be beautiful."
  • "I specifically ordered you not to get carried away!"
  • "I'm a scary and powerful fire demon!"
  • "There you are sweetheart, sorry I'm late."
  • "To me, it looked like the two of you were just leaving."
  • "I'd appreciate it if you wouldn't torment my friend."
  • "You're being so obedient."
  • "(S)he bullied me!"
  • "I'm your new cleaning lady."
  • "I can't stand the fire and gunpowder."
  • "I saw him/her do this once before when a girl/guy dumped him/her!"
  • "I'm just setting things up so all of you can live a comfortable life, _______."
  • "I have this weird feeling you're going to leave."
  • "I wonder what _______ disguised himself as?"
  • "After the war, they won't recall they ever were human."
  • "Those dopey guys have absolutely no manners."
  • "Here's another curse for you - may all your bacon burn."
  • "Knowing you'd be there gave me the courage to show up."
  • "It looks like your true love is in love with someone else!"
  • "It was a pleasure meeting you, even if you are my least favorite vegetable!"
  • "When I think of castles, it's not what I picture."
  • "When you're old, all you want to do is stare at the scenery."
  • "I've never felt so peaceful before."
  • "Seems everyone in this family's got problems."
  • "It's all so familiar yet I know I've never been here before."
  • "And while you're at it, make hot water for my bath."
  • "The mark maybe gone but the spell is still there."
  • "Don't worry, I'll follow behind you in disguise."
  • "I'm so sorry but that would be confidential information."
  • "Someone just told me you floated down into our balcony!"
  • "You shouldn't keep flying around like that."
  • "No one else does any work around here."
  • "I'm fatter than ever and yet the wind blows right through me!"
  • "Sorry, it looks like you're involved."
  • "_______ only does that to beautiful girls/guys."
  • "You sound ghastly, like some 90-year-old woman."

anonymous asked:

What was ur favorite Sailor Venus transformation? I really liked the Star Power Makeup! Also what's your favorite costume for her? I thought the Sailor V was pretty cute! Sorry if this is too much, I'm just really happy to meet someone who likes Sailor Venus too!


I love her star power transformation because of her theme music

but visually i actually prefer her crystal transformation because Ikuko Ito is one of my favorite animation directors and she did a fantastic job redrawing the entire sequence in her style

the music is good but doesn’t pump me up as her star power theme :’D

also I ADORE her sailor V outfit!!! you would think that blue orange and red would look terrible together but she makes it work somehow

i love venus so much im gonna cry…

anonymous asked:

emily three years ago i woke up to someone (a friend at the time) kissing me and thank God nothing else, but i still dont really know how to feel about it. at the time i was lonely and didnt question what happened and was even kind of flattered but now even just remembering it makes me uncomfortable. that was the last time ive been kissed in three years. other ppl go through way worse but i cant seem to get past this. i havent dated in yonks either & i want to cancel it out but i dont know how.

other people going through way worse means literally nothing in this situation. you’re not other people, you’re you, and you had a friend completely transgress your boundaries. they were an asshole, and you shouldn’t need anyone’s permission to feel uncomfortable and hurt by that. 

but. this means nothing in terms of whether you can date. something like this can come with a grimy, queasy feeling, like you need to–tell your dates or partners about it, like you’re maybe keeping something from them by making it private. I wish this hadn’t happened to you, but it’s not something that needs to be cancelled before you’re lovable. you were lovable then, and you’re lovable now. 

you also aren’t locked into what you should think about this incident by how you reacted to it then. I’ve had pretty terrible things happen that I gave a pass at the time, or just didn’t want to think about or call what they were, and years later they caught up to me like a speeding mack truck. you are a growing changing person, capable of looking back and recontextualizing your past. you need to allow yourself the space to feel what you feel about what you know it was: someone you trusted taking advantage of you. that’s something I know you can give yourself. please take care. ♥

larlarinlalaland  asked:

rip the book fans who are mad bc they can't lust after the mass murdering burnt chicken lol

yeah i mean i do love a good villain (my love for darth vader has been immortalised in some terrible tags) but some fans have woobified him a bit and are now surprised that he looks like someone raised in edom.

nope, sorry, this is your burnt chicken, gotta love him like this.

Beating the Odds (part 1)

Here you go. First date fluff for moreid shippers.

“Hey, Reid!”

The messy-haired genius looked up from his desk. The day was almost over. Spencer just had to finish a bit of paperwork before he could pack up and go home.

Emily sat down on the edge of his desk and revealed two movie tickets.

“They’re showing Alfred Hitchcock on the big screen tonight. The Birds and Psycho. Want to join me?”

Spencer frowned apologetically.

“Sorry, I kind of already have plans.”

Emily raised her eyebrows.

“Oh? Doing what, genius?”

Reid looked around the bullpen to see if anyone was within earshot, then leaned in closer to Prentiss.

“I, er, have a date.” He looked up to see Emily’s shocked expression.


“Shh!” Spencer motioned for her to be quiet.

“A- sorry.” she apologized.

Emily searched the room to see if anyone had overheard. No one took any notice, except Morgan, who was looking their way with a puzzled expression.

She looked back down at Reid who was fidgeting with embarrassment.

“Who are you going with?”

Reid paused and shifted nervously in his seat. He couldn’t tell her the truth. He would have to make somebody up.

“Someone, I, uh, met at a coffee shop.”

“Oh yeah?” He was obviously lying. Seriously, Emily didn’t see why anyone even tried to lie to each other at work anymore. They were all profilers. They knew the difference between the truth and a lie.

Spencer shifted in his seat, hoping Emily wouldn’t see through his lie. Unfortunately the look on her face said she did. Reid silently pleaded with her not to ask anymore questions.

“Okay, kid.” she said after a moment. “You better tell me how it goes, got it?”

Spencer smiled and nodded as Emily got up from his desk.

“I’m going to go see if Morgan wants to come. He’s not as big a horror fan as you, but he’ll do.”

Spencer blushed and turned back to his work. He tried hard to focus on the papers in front of him, but he couldn’t help overhearing his coworkers’ conversation.

“Movie night?”

“What, Reid can’t go?”

“Nope. Says he’s busy.”

“Busy doing what? Watching Star Trek?’

“Ha, yeah, probably.”

There was a pause, and Reid could tell Morgan was zipping up his bag.

“So, want to go?”

Morgan sighed.

“Sorry, Emily, I can’t.”

“What? Come on.”

He laughed.

“I know. But I promised my sister I would Skype her tonight.”

Emily looked defeated.

“So I bought two tickets for nothing?”

Morgan smiled.

“Looks like it. Unless you get Hotch to go with you.”

Emily scoffed.

“Yeah, right.”

Spencer went back to his paperwork as the two agents started talking about something else. He was so focused on his work that he barely heard Morgan say goodbye to him. He looked up at his best friend who was grinning down at him.

“See you later, Pretty Boy.”

Spencer’s cheeks burned at the nickname, and he said good night to his two friends. They walked out of the bullpen together as Spencer turned back to his desk. A few minutes later Spencer stacked his finished paperwork in a neat pile and started packing his messenger bag.

Spencer’s heart skipped a beat as he thought about his date in the elevator ride down to his car. He was extremely nervous, even though he knew the other person well. He tended to mess up dates. Whether he started rambling about statistics or Star Wars, the other person always lost interest in him by the end of the night. He hoped tonight would be different.

At his apartment, Spencer fumbled around his closet for something to wear. They were going to a nice place, so he couldn’t be too casual. Although, according to his friends, Spencer didn’t know how to be casual. His wardrobe mainly consisted of button downs and suits. He had a few t-shirts and sweaters, but he mainly wore those around his apartment.

After a while of staring at all his clothes, he decided what he was wearing would have to do. He went to his bathroom and observed himself in the mirror. His hair was messy, as always, and he looked tired. He checked his watch. He was supposed to be at the restaurant in fifteen minutes, so there was no time to freshen up. He sighed and walked back into his living room and grabbed his wallet and keys. His nerves started to build up in his stomach as he drove, but Spencer tried to be positive. This wouldn’t be like all the other dates. This one would be different.

Morgan sat down at the table for two and unbuttoned his blazer. He didn’t usually dress up, but this was a pretty fancy place. He didn’t know why he suggested this place to Reid. Maybe he wanted to show the kid he wasn’t all talk. They had been flirting for years, always joking around, so when Derek actually asked Spencer out, the genius thought he had been kidding.

Morgan wanted to make sure Spencer knew he was serious. He had liked the kid since they first met, but he hadn’t come to terms with his feelings until a few months ago, when Spencer almost died of anthrax. That event made him realize he couldn’t function without the boy-genius by his side.

Derek looked up when he heard Spencer’s voice at the front of the restaurant. He smiled as the kid rounded the corner, following a waitress.

“Here you are. Your server will be right with you.”

“Thank you.” Morgan said as Reid sat opposite him. Morgan could tell the younger man was nervous, but he had no reason to be.

“Hey.” he said.

Spencer looked up at Derek and smiled.

“Hey-hi. You look… nice.”

Morgan laughed.

“Thanks, so do you.”

“Yeah, I didn’t know what to wear, so I didn’t really change. I hope that’s okay.”

“It’s fine, kid. You look good.”

Spencer blushed and looked down at his plate.

“Hi there! I’m Alice, I’ll be your server tonight.”

Alice handed them both a menu and smiled.

“Can I start you off with something to drink?”

“Chardonnay. For both of us.”

“Okay, I’ll be right back with those!”

The two men looked through the menu as they waited for their drinks.

“Did you know, that the origin of Chardonnay used to be widely debated? Most historians believed it was derived from France along with Pinot noir, but vineyard owners in Syria said it came from the Middle East. And still others believed it originated in Cyprus. Now, however, DNA has concluded that the Romans-”

Reid paused abruptly and blushed.

“Sorry, I’m rambling.”

Morgan chuckled.

“That’s okay. I don’t mind.”

Spencer’s blush deepened as their server brought them the Chardonnay.

As the night progressed, Spencer started to relax. He didn’t know if it was because he was comfortable around Derek, or the wine, or both, but when they finally got their food, Spencer was actually enjoying himself.

“Okay,” Derek spoke up again after they both had a few bites of their dinner.

“Favorite modern movie.”

Spencer’s eyebrows furrowed.

“Why does it have to be modern?”

“Because knowing you, your favorite movie is probably some obscure, black and white film.”

Spencer frowned.

“I wouldn’t necessarily call it ‘obscure’,”

Morgan laughed.

“Yeah okay, still. Would I know it?’

Reid thought for a moment.

“Probably not.”


Spencer smirked and tried to think of a movie within the set parameters.

“Hmm… I really like 2001 Space Odyssey.”

“2001 Space Odyssey?”

Spencer nodded.

“Dude, that movie’s terrible.”

“What? No it’s not!”

“Yeah it is.” Morgan chuckled as Spencer pouted.

“It’s really boring.”

“No it isn’t! It’s about the mystery behind the origins of humanity, and the various ways life has, and will, evolve.”

Derek rolled his eyes.

“Okay, genius. Whatever. I bet you that my favorite movie is one hundred times more interesting than that.”

“Oh really?” Spencer smirked.


“What is it?”

Morgan paused for a moment before speaking.

“Ocean’s 11.”

Reid scowled.

“Ocean’s- are you serious?”

“Yeah I’m serious! That’s the best action-heist movie there is.”

Spencer shook his head as he took another sip of wine.

“Of course you would like that movie.”

“Well yeah. It’s freaking awesome!”

“It’s really not.”

Morgan sighed.

“Whatever nerd. I guess we just have different taste in movies.”

“We have different taste in a lot of things.”

Derek raised an eyebrows.


“Well,” Reid fumbled for the right words.

“Research shows that two people are more compatible if they share similar traits and interests. And-and you and I like different things. For instance, I love chess, while you love football. I’m introverted and you’re highly extroverted. We don’t  like the same movies, or watch the same television shows, or enjoy the same leisurely activities…”

Reid paused and looked up at Derek who had an exasperated expression on his face.

“So, what? You don’t think we will be compatible? Reid we’ve known each other for four years. We’ve been friends for just as long, and we’ve been flirting half that time.”

Spencer gulped and looked down at his food.

“Kid, if you don’t think we’re compatible, then why did you even agree to come tonight?”

Spencer licked his lips and looked back up at the man he had slowly fallen in love with. He couldn’t let his worries come between them, especially not now.

“Because,” he started. “I want to be compatible with you. I know the odds about couples with dissimilar interests. But I want to beat the odds with you, Derek.”

Derek’s heart swelled at Reid’s words. He smirked down at his plate.

“Yeah, me too.”

Spencer’s eyes crinkled as he grinned at Morgan. He was so cute, Derek thought.

“So, since we are interested in different things, what are some things we both enjoy?”

Spencer licked his lips and thought a moment before he started listing all the things they had in common.

The rest of the night went smoothly. They both made jokes and told stories that each of them hadn’t heard before. By the end of the evening, Spencer was content, but his nerves started to come back as the two of them walked to their cars. They stopped in front of Spencer’s car, and the genius held his breath as Morgan stepped closer to him.

“I had a good time.”

“Yeah. Me too.”

“We should do this again, Pretty Boy.”

Reid’s cheeks flushed red as he nodded.

Derek smirked as Reid avoided eye contact.

“What? You nervous?”

Spencer looked up at Derek and narrowed his eyes. Before he thought twice about his actions, Spencer leaned in and met Morgan’s lips with his own. The kiss was quick, chaste, but Derek would never forget it. When he opened his eyes Spencer was already unlocking his car, his face and neck bright red.

Derek chuckled to himself as Reid got into his car.

“'Night, Pretty Boy.”

Spencer looked up, blush slowly fading from his face. He smiled as Derek turned and walked to his own car.



Ken and Hyuk @ VIXX N Kpop (2015/10/02)

under the cut are 25 amy santiago icons! this is my first time making icons of any sort, so i hope they don’t look too terrible. please remember to:

  • like and/or reblog if you use them
  • not claim as your own
  • and rejoice in how pretty melissa fumero is

enjoy!!! :) ♥

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anonymous asked:

I'm very self conscious, and sometime I really want to wear makeup to feel prettier but then I think that I look terrible. I need advice on how to make myself feel attractive. The anon posts made me feel bad.

I’m soooooo sorry that anon made you feel that way anon. 

Here’s a big hug

Please know that you are pretty from the outside and in. 

Please know that if wearing make-up make you feel pretty and you feel confident, wear it. 

Fuck the haters. Fuck that anon who tried to put Usagi down. 


It’s about how YOU feel.  You have to tell yourself that you are pretty. I already know you are pretty even tho I never seen you. You have to stare in the mirror and I say ” I’m pretty. I feel good about myself. I can do this.” 

You have to believe in yourself but I believe that you can. Just know that I’m here if you need someone to talk to. I’m rooting for you.