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anonymous asked:

How's your mum doing? Already back home? Wishing you all the best!

She’s doing really well actually. Thanks for asking anon! I haven’t seen her in a few days but my Dad was with her yesterday and he has a great video of her walking down the halls with a big smile on her face, which is a stark difference to how she was a month ago. Any time we go and visit her everyone talks about how sweet she is and how much they love looking after her which makes me happy. It’s really hard to find people who understand her disease and who are willing to have patience with her, but I can’t say enough good things about the hospital she’s in. She’ll be coming home soon :)

anonymous asked:

I wonder if they're going to make Mary the surprise villain of the season? Everyone's assuming it'll be the British MoL or Lucifer or the devil baby.. but what if it turns out, yknow what, Mary isn't actually all that great. I'm not saying she's evil or anything, but she's certainly not being written/portrayed sympathetically. I'd bet she'll do something there's no coming back from. She's already walked out on, neglected, lied to and betrayed Sam & Dean.. and almost got Cas killed. Hard to like.

the thing is…Mary is being written as a Winchester. She’s doing the same kinds of things Sam and Dean and Cas have done for SEASONS. Lying, double dealing, hiding things - but for the right reason, to protect the people she loves and out of guilt. I don’t think she’s going to be the bad guy,, but she is a catalyst for drama. It’s nice to see someone other than Cas or Sam or Dean screwing up for once. The fandom’s unwillingness to give Mary the same allowances they give the boys though is pretty disappointing.

anonymous asked:

Can you do a hc where Chuuya and his s/o who's also in the Mafia are sparring or training? *gives you all the crepes* Please~ 😣

//dreamy sigh// I wanna fight ChuuChuu  (´。• ω •。`) ♡

• Depending on your level of experience, Chuuya would either start very light and work his way up or challenge you if he knows you’ve got some sort of fighting knowledge.

• He would tease a little and take off his shirt after he got warmed up. He knows his muscles can serve as a bit of a distraction, but he pretends like it’s a “teaching method” so you get used to distractions while fighting. Really, he just wants to show off his hard work and six pack to get you hot and bothered.

• Chuuya takes martial arts very seriously, and would make sure that whatever he’s doing is perfect for your level of experience. He tries his best not to actually hurt you because the only bruises he wants on you are from sex, not fighting.

• There’s always some sort of bet, even if you just started learning to fight. Loser has to do something for the winner, and there are no limits to the singular request.

• If he does hit you hard enough to leave a mark he immediately pauses and makes sure you’re okay. He knows you’re not weak but a streak of terror juts down his spine the minute he sees a fresh purple bruise appear on your skin. He mutters under his breath how he should have been more careful and gets a bit pissed at himself for a little until you surprise tackle him to the ground.

• Chuuya loves play fighting with you, and even if the spar started out serious it usually ends with both of you rolling around fighting for dominance. Chuuya usually cheats and uses his ability or his tense tickle powers.

• If you land a hit or kick, or do a move he’s impressed with he praises you for it immediately. It gets him more riled up too because as much as he loves teaching you and helping you improve he really likes being challenged and pushed to be better at fighting. If he can spend time with you and improve his skill he’s in heaven.

• He’s adamant about making sure you’re warmed up enough before he actual spars with you, and he is all about ‘helping’ you stretch. Beware of Chuu’s wandering hands because they will land on your ass.

• After a successful training session Chuu happily pulls you into a warm shower and offers to scrub you down to make sure you’re nice and clean. Afterwards, depending on who won, Chuu will whip up a quick snack and suggest a little nap. If Chuu won it’s likely you’ll need a nap for whatever naughty request he has planned.

Mulder, it's me.

Happy Birthday, Dana Scully! Hope you have a fabulous day.

Sure know how to make a girl feel special on her birthday. 

I actually was thinking about, uh, this gift that you gave me for my birthday. You never got to tell me why you gave it to me or what it means, but I think I know. I think that you appreciate that there are extraordinary men and women and extraordinary moments when history leaps forward on the backs of these individuals, that what can be imagined can be achieved, that you must dare to dream, but that there’s no substitute for perseverance and hard work and teamwork because no one gets there alone.   

You don’t honestly believe this is some kind of extraterrestrial? This is somebody’s sick joke.

Agent Mulder believes we are not alone.

Are you suggesting that I go before the Violent Crime Section and present a profile declaring that these murders are done by aliens?

Then I can’t wait till you fall off and land on your ass.

Mulder, I wouldn’t put myself on the line for anybody but you.

Oh is that what you were extending?


Nothing happens in contradiction to nature, only in contradiction to what we know of it.

Please explain to me the scientific nature of the “whammy”.

I trust him with my life.

Mulder, are you okay?

I’m a medical doctor.

You prognosticated Buddy Holly’s death? 

Mulder, toads just fell from the sky!

Sure. Fine. Whatever.

Shut up, Mulder.

Good, because I put it back in that drawer with all those other videos that aren’t yours.

I’m not going to ask you if you just said what I think you just said, because I know it’s what you just said.

Her name is Bambi?

Smart is sexy.

I’ve heard the truth, Mulder. Now what I want are the answers.

Do you know how much the human body is worth, Mulder?

No. How much you’re like Ahab. You’re so… consumed by your personal vengeance against life, whether it be its inherent cruelties or its mysteries, that everything takes on a warped significance to fit your megalomaniacal cosmology.

Meanwhile, I’ve quit the FBI and become a spokesperson for the Ab-Roller.

We’re going in an endless line, two steps forward and three steps back. While my own life is standing still. 

You said it yourself, once: “A dream is an answer to a question we haven’t learned how to ask.”

For the first time, I feel time like a heart beat. The seconds pumping in my breast like a reckoning. The numinous mysteries, that once seemed so distant and unreal, threatening clarity in the presence of a truth entertained not in youth, but only in its passage. I feel these words as if their meaning were weight being lifted from me knowing that you will read them and share my burden as I have come to trust no other. That you should know my heart, look into it, finding there the memory and experience that belong to you, that are you, is a comfort to me now as I feel the tethers loose and the prospects darken for the continuance of a journey that began not so long ago. And which began again with a faith shaken and strengthened by your convictions. If not for which I might never have been so strong now as I cross to face you and look at you, incomplete, hoping that you will forgive me for not making the rest of the journey with you. 

All lies lead to the truth.

Did he have a lightsaber?

I don’t imagine you need to be told this, Mulder, but you’re not a loser.

Jeremiah was a bullfrog… Was a good friend of mine… Never understood a single word he said… But I helped him drink his wine…

Maybe if it rains sleeping bags, you’ll get lucky.

Begin autopsy on white male, age sixty, who is arguably having a worse time in Texas than I am, though not by much.

And it wasn’t even real cream cheese, it was light cream cheese! 

I was hoping for something a little more helpful.

Why did they assign me to you in the first place, Mulder? To debunk your work. To rein you in, to shut you down.


Look… if I quit now, they win.

Don’t you ever just want to stop? Get out of the damn car… settle down and live something approaching a normal life?

Well, it seems to me that the best relationships - the ones that last - are frequently the ones that are rooted in friendship. You know, one day you look at the person and you see something more than you did the night before. Like a switch has been flicked somewhere. And the person who was just a friend is… suddenly the only person you can ever imagine yourself with. The storm drains are filling up. Let’s get out of here.

The blind leading the blind.

Baby me and you will be peeing through a catheter.

All right, I’m afraid. But it’s an irrational fear.

No, I mean… Maybe I did want to be out there with you.

That’s right, poopy head.

Spontaneous human combustion.

I don’t know what to believe anymore. Mulder, I was so determined to find a cure to save you that I could deny what it was that I saw and now I don’t even know… I don’t know… I don’t know what the truth is… I don’t know who to listen to. I don’t know who to trust.

Happy New Year, Mulder.

Mulder, it’s such a gorgeous day outside. Have you ever entertained the idea of trying to find life on this planet?

umm… and I didn’t say that God spoke back. I said that I had some kind of a vision.

What kind of moron gets his ya-yas out like that?

Well, I’m fairly happy. That’s something.

Time passes in moments … moments which, rushing past define the path of a life just as surely as they lead towards its end. How rarely do we stop to examine that path, to see the reasons why all things happen, to consider whether the path we take in life is our own making or simply one into which we drift with eyes closed? 

Mulder when you find me dead, my dessicated corpse propped up staring lifelessly through the telescope at drunken frat boys peeing and vomiting into the gutter, just know that my last thoughts were of you… and how I’d like to kill you.

Snake handling. I didn’t learn that in catechism class.

I guess it was too much to hope for. It was my last chance.

No, I just… I just want to get warm.

I won’t let you go alone

But, we don’t know that it was, but you don’t have a picture of it or anything.

Mulder… No no no no no sorry. Then you were frozen and I remember I hugged you until you were not frozen anymore…

I remain forever yours - Dana.

I once had a talk with Mulder about starlight. How it’s billions of years old. Stars that are now long dead whose light is still travelling through time. It won’t die, that light. Maybe that’s the only thing that never does. He said that’s where souls reside. I hope he’s right.

Oh, my God. Don’t do that to me. Do you know…? Do you have any idea what you’ve been through?

From the moment I became pregnant, I feared the truth… about how… and why. And I know that you feared it, too.

Why would I accept defeat? Why would I accept it, if you won’t? Mulder, you say that you’ve failed, but you only fail if you give up. And I know you - you can’t give up. It’s what I saw in you when we first met. It’s what made me follow you… why I’d do it all over again.

Ugh, scratchy beard!  

This stubbornness of yours, it’s why I fell in love with you.

I don’t know there’s a choice.

I’m old-school, Mulder. Pre-Google.   

I’m a doctor. You can tell me anything.

Mulder, the Internet is not good for you.

You’re bat-crap crazy!

Nobody but the FBI’s most unwanted. I’ve been waiting 23 years to say that!

Originally posted by thegatw

That post about children reminds me of something I did when I was four, but it was only funny in a dark humor kind of way. My dad and I were playing hide-and-seek, and I decided to hide in a big plastic box in the back of a storage closet. I thought it was the best hiding spot in the world, and I was determined to make it the best game of hide-and-seek ever apparently, because I held my breath most of the time and didn’t make a peep. So my dad didn’t see me when he opened the closet and closed it again.

And so time passed. A lot of time passed. A LOT. Over an hour or two, actually. I couldn’t see outside the box, but I could hear my dad walking around, searching for me. And then after a while he was calling for me. And then both he and my mom were calling out my name. Finally, the box got too hot and it was getting hard to breathe, so I decided to let my parents win. I purposely kicked the box and started laughing when they passed by, and they practically threw the door and the lid of the box open. I was like, “I won hide-and-seek, teehee!” and my parents started crying like hell and hugging me.

I didn’t know until I was older that when my dad couldn’t find me, he started panicking and asked my mom to help him find me. When they were searching, they noticed our front door WAS OPEN (it’s usually locked). They went door to door to each of our neighbors, asking if they had seen me. My dad was literally about to call the police to report me missing when I came out of the box. 

So yeah, kids do some crazy things for fun. O_O Parents are forever horrified and some even tell you that hiding in that particular storage closet is now off-limits.


hello this is a happy birthday post for @leejinklies bc i think she’s p cool and i don’t have the skills to make her cool internet things, but here is a card i was going to get one of my friends and a photo of some cupcakes i made that u cannot eat bc they are long gone, but they look fine also it’s just an excuse to put the photo on tumblr happy birthday soph!!

Daily Motivational Astrid #4

“Remember, it is OKAY to put yourself first sometimes. Love, Astrid.”

“Today I choose to talk about this because it’s something I had to do last night. It’s a great feeling to put others first and make them happy. And that’s something I often do myself. I have a hard time getting things I actually *need* when I want to buy something for a friend instead. This often leads to me wearing jeans that the thighs have ripped out of for weeks or even MONTHS before I buy myself a new pair, or doing the same thing with other things I need. All so I can make others happy with gifts and small tokens of my appreciation for them. Though recently, I’ve been trying to put myself first when it comes to things I need. And I’m starting to realize, it’s *OKAY* to put myself first sometimes. And sometimes even after getting the things I need, I have a little left over to get something for my friends. It’s been a struggle, but it’s getting better.

So for today’s Daily Motivational Astrid, I just want to encourage those of you who, like me, have huge hearts and put others before yourself, don’t forget to put yourself first sometimes. Don’t forget to get enough sleep even though you want to get new art posted every day. Don’t forget that it’s okay to get new jeans instead of a present for your friend. Don’t forget to spoil *yourself* sometimes! Putting others first is a wonderful thing, but can wreak havoc on your own well being if you forget about yourself. Treat yourself. Really, it’s okay. As always, Astrid and Mod love you! Have a great day!

Love, Ask-Astrid Mod”

anonymous asked:

Hello!! Sorry if you've already talked about this before, but do you have any thoughts on Tenko? o/ I love your blog!

I don’t think I’ve ever actually answered a question just about Tenko herself! Thank you so much for asking, anon!

As with fanart, it’s hard to find content of Tenko just on her own. I love, absolutely love her with Himiko as a ship, and I find her interactions with some of the other characters very fun or sweet, but I really wish there were more appreciation for her on her own. It’s true that she perhaps doesn’t get the most time to stand alone even within canon, but still. I love Tenko, and I feel like with characters who make similar sacrifices like Kaede and Momota, it’s important to remember Tenko as being really great all around and appreciating her as a character in her own right.

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anonymous asked:

Hearing that makes me furious and I have the biggest WTF face right now. They are seriously mad at Melissa because they thought she would actually be miserable with the way her character and the show is going?? News flash, haters. She's perfectly fine with Karamel so you can just take your seats. Melissa works extremely hard every freaking day to be the best Supergirl she can be and this is just disrespectful! And you wonder why she rarely comes on twitter and avoids social media.SO. MUCH. HATE.

They’ve been brainwashing themselves with this “melissa is upset with supergirl/karamel” narrative for so long that now that they’ve finally realised that she isn’t, they think that’s something to bash her for. Disgusting. And yes, I’m glad she avoids twitter if this is what she’s now gonna have to deal with. 

@otayuriweek - Day Threee: Childhood or Future

I’m a day late… but here! Have some headcanons about otayuri as kids:

  • Otabek being smitten by Yuri the moment he sees the boy skating
  • Otabek trying to mimic Yuri when he’s practicing ballet but finding that it’s too hard which makes him love Yuri even more.
  • Otabek trying to impress Yuri by making complicated moves on ice but sometimes he falls and feels awful 
  • but Yuri always cheers for him and tells him that if he practices more he can do it!
  • also Yuri helping him with flexibility.
  • Otabek asking to marry Yuri after Yuri makes his first perfect landing.
  • Yuri just blushing and telling him that ‘that’s stupid’ but they actually buy a cupcake for their ‘wedding cake’

Chloe isn’t the only one put in Luci’s path by God. So why was father Frank put there? To help or to hurt him? As I see it, he helped Luci figure out what friendship is, but then he was taken away almost immediately. Chloe is also put in Luci’s path by dad, so is the plan to make him fall in love and then take her away as well? Punish and give pain instead of some actual happiness. 

To follow your own path also means you have a choice to either do the right thing, almost always described as the narrow and hard way, or the easy thing, usually described as the wider and easier way to walk, but not as fulfilling. 

So what is the cause and what is the effect by those two people being in Luci’s path? Is it a way to redemption and happiness or just another way of giving Luci a glimpse of heaven and then take it all away, punishing him once again. God’s got a plan, but to quote Luci, “why does everybody always think it’s a good plan?” All dad has given him this far is a lot of hurt and heartache so being wary of why Chloe is in his life is probably the wisest thing to be.

Preview: I'd Rather Be Anything but Ordinary (Anything to Make Me Feel Alive)

So here’s a preview post for Chapter 7 of We Are Unstoppable, We Are Unbreakable, We Are Invincible Together (And I Feel Alive With You) my season 3 one-shots fic because I felt like making one. 

It’s a smutty fic taking place at the end of 3x11. Iris is still trying to process everything that happened in the episode. And of course it’s angsty, because it’s me.  

This preview and the fic in general have mentions of Iris walking into the gun and having it pressed against her. Just to warn anyone who might be bothered by that. Otherwise enjoy!

My goal is to have it posted tomorrow afternoon. Fingers crossed that it actually happens. 


Suddenly it’s all she can feel. The gun heavy against her chest, hard and threatening and dangerous. She needs to feel something else, she needs it go away.

With a sob passing through her lips and tears streaming down her face and her breath coming out in short bursts she yanks her shirt over her head and throws it somewhere behind her. Barry’s eyes go wide and his eyebrows shoot up in surprise at her sudden actions. Ignoring his reaction she grabs his hand and brings it to her chest between her breasts, placing his palm flat against her where the gun had been and her heart races under his touch. 

“I had a gun to my chest, Barry. Right here.” She presses his hand harder against her as if to emphasize her point or in attempt to forget the feeling. “Fuck, I walked right in to it. I wasn’t thinking. I could’ve died. And I’m not ready to die. I’m not ready.”

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anonymous asked:

I'm actually very happy to see how Danny and Ryan how grown so comfortable with each other! It seems quite hard to me to do something like that goodbye scene and make it look so real and emotional!

yess anon i agree they are amazing actors <3<3

anonymous asked:

What placement or aspect would make someone be bored w the idea of relationships?

Venus/Mars in Aries, Gemini, Libra, Sagittarius, Aquarius (their preferences may change often)

Hard Moon-Venus aspects (would be hard to satisfy but may not actually be ‘bored’  with the idea)

Hard Venus/Mars-Uranus aspects (they require change often but they may not settle into a relationship in the first place)

Uranus/Aquarius in the 7th house (they need variety in relationships) 

Eren? Armin? How would you describe love?
  • Armin: it's hard to put into words actually, even for me. It's deep and scary and yet comfortable and sweet. It sends the blood thundering in my ears and my heart into my throat but it also makes me smile and laugh nonstop because it feels so good. It's inspiring and makes me see things in a whole new lens. It makes me stop drowning in my own thoughts and sort of- pulls me back out into the light. I thought I'd never mind not knowing it but once I knew it, I couldn't imagine living without it. I cherish it more than anything else in the world, and protect it with all my heart. I guess if I had to pick a word... Wonderful? To say the least. *warm smile*
  • Eren: I don't know, actually. I couldn't even begin to describe it, really, but... It's that feeling that makes me wanna hang out with Armin all day even when he's sick. It makes me wanna stop chasing after death cuz I just have to see what kinda smile he's gonna give me tomorrow. It makes me give up my fronts and be honest with myself... and happy I did. It's crazy, really. It honestly makes me wanna throw up too cuz it's so overwhelming. But I'm always fine afterwards cuz Armin's hand is in mine... I feared it once but now: I love it. It's a real strength and oower I don't deny anymore. But don't tell anybody I said all this mushy crap, alright?! *blush*
  • Every single liberal pundit after November 8th: I am out of the predictions game. The future is now utterly opaque to me and I make no claim otherwise.
  • Clare Malone, iconoclast, proud liberal arts major, hard-hitting journalist, hottest not-actually-a-mathlete: *throws out statistical predictions like beads from a Mardi-Gras float*