I’m so happy with this update.

The main theme with this batch of updates has been communication, and so far we’ve seen how Jack and Bitty have been trying their hardest at doing exactly this throughout their relationship.

I’m so proud of Bitty for voicing his concerns with Jack instead of bottling it all up inside. And I’m even prouder of Jack for the way he’s shown Bitty exactly how important this relationship is to him.


The last thing Jack wants to see is the Bitty, the source of his happiness, become stressed because he’s worrying about how their relationship with affect Jack’s NHL career. Jack himself has suffered enough in life to get to where he is now. And now that he’s reached his goal of playing in the NHL, there’s already been a whole load taken off his shoulders. Does he want to do as well as his father? Absolutely. Would he like a few Stanley Cup championships under his belt? You bet. But is his career his only driving force in life now? No. Definitely not.

Sports analysts and hockey fans alike may still be comparing Jack to his father. But Bad Bob himself isn’t doing the same. From what we’ve learned throughout the comic, we can see that Bad Bob cares about Jack’s happiness. Bad Bob cares about Jack’s relationship with his boyfriend. As long as Jack is happy and living healthily, that’s all Bob needs to know.

“We’re a team”

This is absolutely my favourite part of the update. It’s so clear to Jack that he and Bitty are in this together - whatever happens to them, they’re going to support each other.

Jack and Bitty were teammates first. Just because Jack’s graduated and no longer at Samwell, it doesn’t mean they’re no longer on the same team. If there’s anything wrong, they need to work through it together. Because Jack and Bitty were teammates before. They were linemates. Now they’re a couple. It’s so clear to Jack that no matter what, he and Bitty have always worked best together, as a single unit. No matter what, they have each other’s back.

I mean, throughout the entire comic, have we ever seen Jack happier than he is when he’s with Bitty? When he’s on the phone with Bitty, he has that soft little smile. And when he’s actually with Bitty, just in his physical presence? He gets even softer. Bitty is the love of his life, and while Jack may love hockey, it doesn’t make him smile quite the way Bitty does.

  • What she says:i'm fine
  • What she means:Juzo Sakakura is such an amazing character. He grew from the stereotypical "thug" character in the beginning, wanting to kill everyone, to a truly self-sacrificing hero. He developed enough to admit his self-hatred to Naegi, the boy he wanted to murder at the start of the series, even saving his life without asking for anything in return. Juzo's love for Munakata was so deep, he DIED so his loved one could live - but he also ended the game for the other participants in the process. He was utterly devoted to the man who left him for dead, and died assuming that Munakata still wanted nothing to do with him. Juzo Sakakura turned from a supposed meathead to a fucking HERO and deserves to be hailed as such.

I’d like to thank Miss Peregrines Home for Peculiar Children for giving me a snapchat flower crown filter that doesn’t wash literally all the color out of my skin

Hello, my dear!

Oh, yes. You know. That video. Just the one I’m sTILL FREAKING OUT OVER 10 HOURS LATER. Omg. I just… I’ve watched it so many times and I spent the entire time I was out today thinking about it, but I still have SO MANY QUESTIONS. Like,

WHO DECIDED THAT IT WAS A GOOD IDEA TO START WITH THIS SCENE?? Because we need to have some words about the condition of my heart and the way you can mess with it.

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ON WHICH NOTE: Why does this JJ Project transition exist??? Because this is too much for me as well!

And how am I supposed to handle the fact that Jinyoung’s eyes stay closed all through his underwater scene… up until Mark puts his hand on his shoulder and does his line, and then Jinyoung’s eyes open???

AND THEN THERE’S OUR SUNSHINE BOY BEING A TOTAL HERO!! I can’t deal with the way he slams his arms back before the scene where he goes to break the glass and SAVE JINYOUNG because it’s like he’s going “Nope! That’s it! You’re coming out now!” AND THEN HE JUST GOES TO SMASH IT!

AND TALKING ABOUT THIS SCENE! Does anyone else see the way it looks like Youngjae sucks in a breath and jolts forward as Jinyoung sinks under the water?? Almost like he’s coming alive or… something??? What is this supposed to be??


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Jeff & Annie - Lyrics - “My Body Is A Cage” by Arcade Fire (x)

My body is a cage that keeps me
From dancing with the one I love
But my mind holds the key

Set my spirit free
Set my spirit free
Set my body free
Set my body free

azure-prince  asked:

"lowkey ship jakob with everyone" have u ever considered jakob/takumi? i started as bs shipping but i think i actually legit ship it and the more i think about it the more i really like it. i feel like im the only one who ships it lmao.

it’s basically one of the ultimate rarepairs
we came to the decision that their meme ship name is chicken kabob because May thought of takukob and it… kind of reminds me of chicken kabob….. ;;

makemeyourgodmaybe  asked:

📖 please tell a story, your writing is v soft and cute 💖

ah thank you, these compliments always make my day! being soft is v special and impt to me 💕

i have something that i’ve been tossing around the idea for during this week and it is super au material but it makes me smile a lot to think about! i’ve been reading excerpts from the novel sehun’s new movie is based on and seeing his character develop has given me Ideas about both of sehun’s movie characters meeting! so this may be random but here is a cute little scene between yan su and catman ♡


yan su is sitting at the grand piano again. he often finds himself gravitating towards it, gliding a solitary finger over the polished white keys. he presses the same note over and over, rhythmically: this always helps him concentrate when he finds his thoughts stuck in a web. his brows are knitted in contemplation, tossing over numerous ideas in his head as he considers the dilemma at hand and how best to solve it. after all, mysteries don’t just piece themselves together over night. they require skill, knowledge, and a broad outlook, one that doesn’t leave any stone unturned.

there’s a storm gusting outside, the sound of whipping winds and nearing thunder lacing together with the notes he plays to create a peaceful harmony. not long after he pressed the first key does he hear familiar footsteps padding across the persian rug, nearing the right wheel of his mobility device with quiet, careful steps. he doesn’t need to look down from where he peers out of the window with a pensive look to know that it is his feline counterpart, a marvel to science and his senses alike.

the catman, as he has been dubbed, rubs his cheek along the spokes of his wheelchair tires, the rush of cold making a hiss fall hushed from his lips. without even meaning to, a giggle emits from yan su’s throat. he should rather be called catboy, he thinks to himself. he offers his free hand down for the kitty to sniff before he instinctively pokes his tongue out to lick, introducing his teeth rather quickly from being so comfortable with the man that sits beside him.

suddenly, the intellectual finds his thoughts shifting, silencing, the more that the hybrid comes into contact with his skin. all earlier inquiries are placed neatly back into the peripheries of his mind as all of his senses focus on the gentle nibbles and loving rubs that are so carefully delivered to him from the lithe form of the strange being next to him. 

this doesn’t happen often. and by this, he means sticking his nose out of a book or coming down from his own little cloud to participate with those that are near him. he may not understand butterflies in one’s stomach or a metaphorically swelling heart; but the calm that washes over him when having the kitten close can shake him from any reverie.

the den lights up with a flash followed by a louder boom of thunder than before, making the kitten jump from his seat on the floor. yan su isn’t shaken by the noise, but rather grimacing at the shooting pain that runs through his legs. it always gets a tad worse to bear through when the weather is like this, the month of april being a time when he especially needs his chair to get from point A to point B. the kitten is perceptive of this, staring up at the man’s rigid face as his jaw clenches from the pain settling in his bones and joints.

yan su counters back in their little nonverbal relay by stroking his index finger along the kitten’s chin and jaw, knowing full well that the braces about his teeth must be making his mouth sore. a small whimper is all that needs to be uttered for the man to get the message clearly and yan su beckons the hybrid to sit between his two long legs. 

the both of them find it very comfortable: the kitten radiates a warmth that is stunning and feeling it upon his legs works to ease the aches better than any homeopathic therapy he has read up on. he decides to ponder the source of such comforting heat later, once his mind snaps back into place from being so relaxed as he is now.

they settle into a familiar rhythm once more, with the storm rolling over the hills, becoming more distant with every keystroke. soon, there is silence. not even a ticking clock or the reverberating sound of a piano key can be heard. but of course, yan su is a perceptive one. he is able to pick up the soft exhales as the kitty slumbers at his feet, cheek pressed against his calf. with the other leg, he can feel how his back rises and falls with every breath.

there are things that yan su understands more than anything. and then there are times when he understands nothing. but he doesn’t have to decipher a riddle to know that this catman is precious to him. the reasons for that being so are the least of his concerns.