what are you even saying rn

anonymous asked:

I'm laughin so hard rn b/c all I can imagine now is Lance showing that presentation to his class and Pidge raises their hand and asks "Do you even know what you're doing?" And Lance just backs up towards the door like "Yeah, yeah of course I do." And makes a run for it after saying "CLASS DISMISSED!"

Pidge prob tells on him to Allura eveNTUALLY:

“three absences and that’s it, folks…..but there IS an exception, and it’s the only one I’ll accept” 

“….what is it” 

“if ur running late, then u gotta Naruto-run late.” 

(lance just really misses vines ok)

Lurker Speculation:

DISCLAIMER: This is my personal opinion. In no way am I stating what I say here is canon or completely accurate. if you disagree with my opinion, that’s perfectly fine! Everyone has a different point of view, but if you are going to send me messages trying to argue points of view with me or send me hate messages, do me a favor and please just don’t even bother.

I am yelling rn, okay. Y’all remember this guy, right?

Wtf FUCKING JESUS I’m really starting to wonder who this is. Obviously it’s someone important because, hello! Here he is again this month:

And Falco speaks to him, Grasping at straws here I’m really starting to believe this might very well be Eren. It’s either him or another extremely relevant character. Half of their face is hidden by bandages or entirely thanks to the way Isayama chooses to draw them. Obviously purposefully wanting to hide their identity. His armband is on the wrong side, and we’ve seen him lurking in two chapters. Is this really Eren???????????? I have my doubts tbh because it seems too easy and entirely too risky, but BRUH this long haired dude popping up in covertly drawn manners in two chapters now is too eerie to ignore. 

WHO ARE YOU LONG HAIRED BEARDY MAN?!

anonymous asked:

Can you write a post explaining German cases please?

If they could be explained in one post, i’m sure we’d all have less problems lmao but i’ll try! 

1. What cases are there? 

German has four cases: Nominativ, Genitiv, Dativ und Akkusativ. (for any Latin nerds: Same as in Latin minus Ablative and Vocative.) 

2. Why are they necessary? 

Well, for once, you’ll need them if you want native speakers to understand what you’re saying. But let’s go a little deeper and compare German to English: 

In English, the meaning depends on the sentence structure. “The man bit the dog” and “The dog bit the man” have very different meanings even though both sentences use the same words - that’s because of the typical SVO-order. In English, the subject generally comes first, then some kind of verb, then the object (there are more difficult cases of course, but let’s not go into that rn). English has very little morphology, meaning that nouns/pronouns/determiners don’t inflect (a lot) depending on the case they’re in. 

In German, you can switch stuff around until you’re dizzy. “Der Hund biss den Mann” and “Den Mann biss der Hund” both mean the same, because “den” indicates that “Mann” is in the Akkusativ, thus he’s the one being bitten, no matter where you put him in the sentence. The case morphology allows a freer sentence order without leading to possible misunderstandings. 

3. So how do I know which case I need? 

This is the moment where it gets more complicated. You can associate the following questions with each case: 

  • Nominativ = Wer oder was? (Who?. The subject of a sentence is always in the nominative case.)
  • Genitiv = Wessen? (Whose?. Typically describes possession or comes as a rule after certain prepositions like “wegen” or verbs like “gedenken”.)

Okay, we can deal with that. Now on to the more difficult stuff: 

  • Dativ = Wem? 
  • Akkusativ = Wen oder was? 

To understand this, some knowledge of grammar is definitely an advantage. Consider the following sentences: 

  • I have a book. = Ich habe ein Buch. 
  • This is all well and nice. Subject (NOM), Verb, Object (AKK). 
  • In English, you would call “a book” a direct object because the verb “to have” is transitive, meaning it carries one object. “I have.” isn’t generally a full sentence and is expected to be followed by an object.

So apparently all our problems are solved with the Akkusativ/direct object. What now? 

  • I give you a book. = Ich gebe dir ein Buch. 
  • This is the critical moment. Subject (NOM), Verb, Object (DAT), Object (AKK). 
  • Suddenly we have two objects because the verb “to give” makes us expect information about what we’re giving (direct object, AKK) and to whom we’re giving it (indirect object, DAT). 
  • Such verbs are called ditransitive, meaning they can carry two objects. Just saying “I give.” leaves us wondering what you’re talking about because we’re missing key information. 
  • English, as explained above, solves this with sentence order by making the indirect object come first or by indicating it with “to” (“I give a book to you”). German solves it with inflection, putting the indirect object in a different case. 
  • That’s why things like “Ein Buch gebe ich dir” and “Dir gebe ich ein Buch” are both possible in German.
  • There are also intransitive verbs which carry either no object at all or just a dative object (“Ich antworte ihm”). 

4. How do I know which verbs carry which object(s)? 

This list will save you.  At some point (once you’ve gotten to a certain level in German), you’ll have a gut feeling about which object(s) to use just from experience. Give it some time! 

5. What about determiners and pronouns? 

I actually think this is less work because it’s one table of endings each, and once you’ve got that down you should be fine. 

side note: As a native speaker and language nerd who loves grammar, it’s hard for me to judge if this was helpful or just confusing as hell. I hope I still answered your question to some extent! If you need more help or have problems with a specific sentence, let me know and i’ll try my best! :) 

hc bc i am obsessed w this ship

-so they’re all at lunch one day right

-and michelle is trying to concentrate on reading ofc what else 

-but the two nerds are too busy giggling about something

-and peter’s face is distracting her again

-so she tells them to cut it out

-and ned asks her why she doesnt wear makeup and

-she’s like “why should i”

-and the two boys look like they’re about to pee themselves and michelle would laugh

-if she didn’t feel extremely insecure rn,,

-like it’s never really mattered to her but it was always there gnawing at the back of her mind and

-she haTES HERSELEF FOR LETTing society’s obnoxious standards control her feelings but

-it’s there and it’s probably showing that she’s insecure

-so she just tells them that it’s a long process and she’s just really lazy (which is somewhat true)

-but these losers see right through her dammit and

-then peter turns to ned and he not so whispers  

-”she still looks really pretty tho. like she always looks pretty but she’s got that glow today-”

-and ned joins in, the little dweeb

-”you’ve called her that word before…what is it again?? ethereal??’

-and michelle is trying sO HARD TO HIDE HER SMILE WITH HER BOOK

-then all of a sudden peter’s voice becomes really high (is that even possible at this point lmao oops)

-and he elbows NED

- “duDE!”

-and then ned is like “what? ethe-hahah! ethereal?? did i say ethereal?? wow what even is that?? such a foreign concept?? i meant…um golden!”

-and bc they are also horrible whisperers and they don’t know that she can still totally hear them

-”you can thank me later for the smooth save. she does look golden.”

-and she can literally hear peter and imagine the panicky look on his face rn

-”neD! NOW IS NOT THE TIME!”

-and the bell rings and her cheeks are as red as they can be

-and she hates but also loves the two of them sm rn

-but peter looks very flustered and panicky and nervous when she looks at him for a moment

-but then he notices her cheeks

-and he smIRKS

-michelle does not know how to function

-her mind is literally ………………

-bc holy wow she has never seen peter smirk like that before and

-it’s kinda hot what

-stop it michelle

-she’s literally a mess rn

-michelle, honey, i can #relate

-so she just stands there and stares at them for a sec before going

-”you guys are…losers”

-and she spRINTS away

-and ned is like dude holy crap

-did u just??

-make michelle jones, our decathlon captain-with no mercy, blush and get flustered all while not embarassing yourself

-peter is kinda shook tbh bc kdjadjfkfkf he made her blush!!!

-ned is honestly liVING FOR THIS NEW SHIP

-and the end

I know I said I was done talking about the whole cult thing, but hear me out. A lot of people have been saying that the cult ending situation has gotten out of hand, since it’s not achievable and not canon endgame, and spreading any more information/ideas about it is harmful to the game’s image.

What we know is that the cult ending is either something scrapped, but not deleted or a Halloween gag for later on; there may or may not be a hidden good ending behind the “3rd Walk Mary Home” bug (we probably meet Crish in that ending); and worst case scenario, Joseph has two routes and stays with his wife in both of them.

So, he’s not actually a cult leader. He’s technically still the dorky ~cool~ youth minister we thought he was; but he just happens to be a cheater, too. (A cheater in an all-but-finished marriage. He got kicked out of his house and lives on his yacht, guys.)

However, all of the “canon” dark stuff in the cult ending makes for one hell of an AU. I, for one, am completely here for cult!Joseph.

Tl;dr, even if the cult ending isn’t a real thing, there’s nothing wrong with a cult AU.

The contents of this letter threw Elizabeth into a flutter of spirits, in which it was difficult to determine whether pleasure or pain bore the greatest share. The vague and unsettled suspicions which uncertainty had produced of what Mr. Darcy might have been doing to forward her sister’s match, which she had feared to encourage as an exertion of goodness too great to be probable, and at the same time dreaded to be just, from the pain of obligation, were proved beyond their greatest extent to be true! He had followed them purposely to town, he had taken on himself all the trouble and mortification attendant on such a research; in which supplication had been necessary to a woman whom he must abominate and despise, and where he was reduced to meet, frequently meet, reason with, persuade, and finally bribe, the manwhom he always most wished to avoid, and whose very name it was punishment to him to pronounce. He had done all this for a girl whom he could neither regard nor esteem. Her heart did whisper that he had done it for her. But it was a hope shortly checked by other considerations, and she soon felt that even her vanity was insufficient, when required to depend on his affection for her – for a woman who had already refused him – as able to overcome a sentiment so natural as abhorrence against relationship with Wickham. Brother-in-law of Wickham! Every kind of pride must revolt from the connection. He had, to be sure, done much. She was ashamed to think how much. But he had given a reason for his interference, which asked no extraordinary stretch of belief. It was reasonable that he should feel he had been wrong; he had liberality, and he had the means of exercising it; and though she would not place herself as his principal inducement, she could, perhaps, believe that remaining partiality for her might assist his endeavours in a cause where her peace of mind must be materially concerned. It was painful, exceedingly painful, to know that they were under obligations to a person who could never receive a return. They owed the restoration of Lydia, her character, every thing, to him. Oh! how heartily did she grieve over every ungracious sensation she had ever encouraged, every saucy speech she had ever directed towards him. For herself she was humbled; but she was proud of him. Proud that in a cause of compassion and honour, he had been able to get the better of himself. She read over her aunt’s commendation of him again and again. It was hardly enough; but it pleased her. She was even sensible of some pleasure, though mixed with regret, on finding how steadfastly both she and her uncle had been persuaded that affection and confidence subsisted between Mr. Darcy and herself.

anonymous asked:

Made up Fic title : When you said yes

okay so this reminded me of an idea I’ve been meaning to write forever, cause I saw a post (or maybe an ad? idk) for a mug that said “marry me” at the bottom & I imagined nat, being her usual meddling self, buying it and offering it to steve the next time she sees him making coffee for tony

she does like a wink wink nudge nudge thing but it goes completely over steve’s head, he just fills the mug without looking and takes it down to tony

he hangs out there a bit while tony takes a break to chat & play footsie under the table or whatever, until eventually tony gets to the bottom and drops the cup. It lands on the table and only cracks a little, thankfully, but steve’s like hey, whoa, what’s up and tony just reaches across the table and hauls him in, kisses him with an intensity steve doesn’t understand in the slightest but is totally down for. they kiss for a long few moments and tony keeps saying “yes” in between kisses and steve’s like “okay, sure, yes? yeah yes alright” not entirely understanding what they’re yes-ing here and tony’s like “of course yes, you idiot” and steve’s like “wait I’m not totally sure what we’re talking about here, do you wanna go upstairs? I thought you had work” and tony freezes, like full body freezes, and steve can see the wheels in his mind working full speed then tony sort of reboots, kisses him again softer this time and is like “I do have work, I forgot, yes, I was just…y’know, yes like I love you, I don’t know, I’m tired” “yes you sure are” steve teases and there’s a flicker of—of something, something steve quite can’t identify it before it disappears, but he knows it’s out of place. disappointment? he’s not sure but tony seems fine and when steve asks about it tony smiles and brushes him off and steve chalks it up to tony working too hard again/exhaustion/a moment of them not being on the same wavelength

he hangs out for a little while (tony subtly moves the cup away, out of steve’s reach/sight) and things smooth back to normal. a couple days later, steve walks in to surprise tony, sees him fiddling with the cup. when he says hello, tony jumps and shoves it forcefully onto the table. steve raises his eyebrows, tony says it’s nothing, he just got caught up in his own head. steve’s like okay sure and takes him out to dinner like planned. it sort of niggles at him all night though; how tony had dropped it the first time, how it was still in the workshop instead of taken upstairs at the end of the week like all the other dishes, how guilty tony had looked when steve had seen him fiddling with it. plus the fact that natasha had handed it to steve kinda out of the blue. it was a new cup, wasn’t it? he’d never seen it before. when they come home steve excuses himself briefly (“I’ll be right up, I just want to check on something”) while tony goes upstairs

steve goes into the workshop, intending to look it over and assure himself it’s just a stupid cup and he’s being weird, but instead sees marry me? inscribed at the bottom. his stomach swoops and bottoms out and he has to grab the table to steady himself because oh god he’s such an idiot

he takes the cup with him and goes upstairs. tony’s in pjs now and clearly waiting for him, lax and easy and happy when steve walks in until he sees the cup in steve’s hand, then he stiffens and draws himself in defensively and steve’s like “I didn’t—natasha gave it to me, told me I should take you some coffee but I didn’t look, I just—I didn’t know it said anything” and tony’s like “yeah, I figured that part out pretty fast” and steve steps forward, sucks in a breath because “you said yes” and tony looks away, locks his jaw “it was stupid. it’s too fast and we haven’t talked about it and it’s stupid, I should’ve known it was an accide—” “marry me” tony’s eyes lock back on him, startled, “what?” steve dares to hope, to grin, “you heard me” “if you’re joking, it’s not funny” “what in the hell would make you think I’m joking?”

steve tosses the cup on the bed as he moves forward, takes tony in his arms and kisses him with all the hopeful intensity tony had kissed him those few days ago, asks again, “yes?” and tony laughs, “yes” and steve teases “c’mon, like you mean it” and tony laughs again, nearly into steve’s mouth because he’s already going for another kiss even as he says, “yes, idiot, of course yes”

so that is the tale of “when you said yes”

Mistakes

Bucky x Reader

Summary: The risk I took was calculated but man, am I bad at math.

Warnings: angst…like to the max, character death, risking your life, all that fun stuff

Word Count: 1.3k (this is deadass the shortest thing i’ve ever written and it’s still over 1k lmao why am i like this)

Author’s Note: hi hello! guess who’s back and as angsty as ever! this is something that again was floating in my inspo tag and i can’t find the post rn but it is there so when it’s not midnight i’ll go digging through and tag it. ya’ll probably recognize the quote because it’s been through tumblr i don’t even know how many times? but i literally banged this out in like two hours so ??? idk???? anyways, feedback is always welcome (please do i love hearing what all of you have to say) and can i just say thank you so much for all of your lovely responses to Will You Stay? like, they were so beautiful they made my entire life like????? i love all of you so fucking much ???? i can’t even describe it????? anyways enough of my endless question marks, hope you enjoy!!!!


Originally posted by sxy-seabass


The first time, isn’t the last time.

The first time you risk your life it’s for a puppy. Small, golden, scrappy little thing. It’s caught in the middle of the road, yelping every time a car whips by. It’s flat on the ground, trying to make itself small as possible but at the same time sticking out against the pitch black tar. You sigh and drop your coffee into the trash before you run out in the middle of traffic and scoop the dog up before crossing to the other side.

“You’re an idiot,” he grumbles as he stares at the trembling mass of fur. You pout and say you’re sorry before you offer him the reason you nearly got flattened by an eighteen wheeler. He pretends to be angry until about five minutes later when the puppy is licking at his face.

He isn’t angry anymore, especially two weeks later when the puppy has become a permanent fixture in your home.


The second time, isn’t the last time.

The second time you risk your life is on vacation in the Bahamas. A little girl gets caught in the rip tide. Her arms flail as she cries for help but is drowned by the waves. Everyone watches but no one acts. You glance at the life guards who glance at the waves apprehensively before you roll your eyes and dive in. It takes you a while but luckily you’re a strong swimmer and within minutes she’s in your arms and safely on shore.

“You’re crazy,” he mutters as he rubs your back while you cough up salt water but his eyes shine with an emotion more powerful than you have ever seen. It only seems to grow when the little girl runs up to you and hugs you, thanking you for saving her life.


The third time, isn’t the last time.

The third time you risk your life is on a mission in Johannesburg. HYDRA had hit a biotech company and managed to steal information to a bomb that could level a small country. They climb into a helicopter and are about to get away and against Steve’s orders you jump and hang onto the runner of the helicopter. You hang on for dear life until you touch down. Your arms ache but you fight until you can’t feel anything anymore. But you have the files.

It takes them two days to find you. When they do they find you collapsed in an alleyway, dehydrated and living off of scraps from the nearby flea market.

“You’re so stupid,” he shakes his head. He’s angry but he holds your head up as you drink and brushes your hair until you fall asleep on his chest.


The fourth time, isn’t the last time.

The fourth time you risk your life is in the middle of a blizzard. It’s two in the morning and the wind is howling but when your phone rings you answer within seconds. The line is silent except for the sound of heavy breathing. He doesn’t say anything but you already know as you tie on boots and don your heaviest coat.

It takes you an hour to get to him. But you do. You’re pretty sure your car isn’t even parked properly and you’re not sure if you’re on the road or on the sidewalk but it doesn’t matter. By the time you get to him he’s already half way gone. You sit with him until he comes back to you. You sit with him until his eyes are clear and his breathing is normal. You sit with him until he’s yours again.

“You’re a moron,” he growls once his eyes look outside at the storm raging. You wonder if it was worth it but you smile anyway because you don’t care.


The fifth time, isn’t the last time.

The fifth time you risk your life it’s after two months of being locked in a basement. You have bruises on top of bruises, you bleed from different places every day and you can’t remember the last time you’ve had a proper meal. They pull you out every day and tie you to a chair. They spit in your face, they hit, they bite, they scratch, they punch, they shock, they twist, they break. You beg, you scream, you cry. But you don’t give them what they want. They want him but you can’t give them that. He’s everything to you and meaningless to them.

One day you’re bleeding so bad everything is tainted red and you can’t feel part of your face and can’t hear out of one ear. When you feel hands on you, you immediately start to tense and fight but relax when you hear his voice.

“It’s just me, it’s just me идиот,” he soothes you softly as his metal hand trembles while breaking your bonds. You fall into him and can’t find it in you to cry or make a sound. And you wonder if maybe this time, maybe this time it was worth it.


The first time, is your last time.

You risk your life for him and you don’t even think. You see him in danger, you see everyone in danger. But when you see him, when you hear the metal whir breaking through the clamor around you, you don’t think. You hear nothing else. You look at the five midnight black barrels of the machine guns facing him, glinting harshly and you just go. You think you can make it. If you just take that extra step, lose that extra second, you can make it. You two can make it out, together.

But you were always bad at math.

For the second you push him down you know you miscalculated. You don’t hear the shots but you feel them, ripping and tearing through flesh and bone. You feel the blood seep into the concrete floor. But you don’t hear the strangled sob from behind you and you don’t hear the hoarse shot. You don’t hear the bodies drop around you; you don’t hear the knife splitting through Kevlar and skin.

Yet you feel his hands on your face, your chest, your stomach. You feel him fumbling for a solution. He’s whispering fast in Russian, his skin flushed a shade of pink you’ve never seen before. It’s beautiful, really.

“You…you, you stupid, crazy, idiotic, moron,” he shouts with tears in his eyes. His bottom lip trembles and you reach to soothe it. Blood smears against the soft bristles that surround his mouth but neither of you really notice. “How could you do this? How…why, why would you ever you–”

“You’re alive,” your voice is hoarse and choked and filling with something you’re not sure of. It doesn’t even sound like you but he looks at you as if you were the only thing he heard. You think he says something else but the look on his face means he understands exactly what you’re saying.

He’s breathing heavy now. You can feel it in gentle puffs against your face. He’s shaking his head as he stares at you. He keeps shaking his head until his hair forms a dark curtain around his shimmering eyes. “No,” he whispers. “Not without you, not…please–”

You shake your head in response. “You’re alive,” you whisper as darkness begins to creep into your vision. “You’re alive.”

The weight of what you’re saying seems to settle onto his skin and into his bones because he’s looking at you with disbelief and wonder and fear and an ancient sadness that you feel deep in your chest. He presses his lips to your face and a wetness leaks onto your skin and seems to slide right off. “Not without you. я люблю тебя. Not without you.”

You clutch his hand and feel the black begin to spot his face, turning him gray. “You’re alive,” you say finally before your head drops into his metal palm.

Your first time, is your last time.

But God is it worth it.


Translations:

идиот

idiot

я люблю тебя

I love you

you know how when you’ve just graduated from uni there’s this thing about employers not wanting to hire people with no work experience so you can’t get your first job in order to get this very experience to get another job later and it’s just like an endless cycle with no breaks?

i kinda feel the same about getting a relationship rn. like it seems that most people have been through all the “first time"s during middle/high school and here i am, closeted and with zero experiencte in any kind of relationships, and i don’t even know how to meet someone but even if i do i won’t know how to act or what to say or do and i feel like i’m just gonna fuck it up from the start bc there’s no way it can work out when you have no idea what you’re doing y'know? and so there’s this very same cycle where i’m doomed to never have a relationship bc i never had one.

(does it make sense? probably not but i can’t help but think about it)   

anonymous asked:

a concept: andrew playing with neil's hair. that's all.

OK like……….

  • when andrew cant sleep he’ll just stare at neil without shame and he might run his hands through neils hair (not hard enough to wake him but enough to feel the strands slip through his fingers) because its like. the only physical touch andrew doesnt relate to trauma
  • also its one of neils favourite things and the easiest way to relax him, a lot like touching his neck, or ease him to sleep (especially because it reminds neil of andrew allowing him to touch his hair since day one, because he knows its not something that can trigger andrew but the exact opposite, because in their relationship it meant trust from the very beginning)
  • andrew lowkey loves when neil cuts his hair because each time its somehow softer and prettier and a perfect excuse to ruffle it (’you have cut hairs all over your face josten’)
  • neil out of the shower. his wet hair sticking to his forehead and face. andrew having to grab the wild strands and stick them behind neils ear when they’re making out so they dont poke neil in the eye. he looks hot af like always
  • its the go-to physical affection for andrew. even in public after a game, touching his head and his hair is his way to say you did good. its neil coming home and andrew saying welcome home, its andrew coming home and telling neil i missed you, its them sharing a moment and saying i love you without needing words. its speaking without talking and neil knows what it means every single time

I am bisexual and I know it doesn’t mean anything but since I’m only talking to guys rn I feel like people won’t recognize my sexuality. Lots of heteronormativity. I can’t go to pride this year in my city because I’m in my cousin’s wedding. I also don’t like saying “bisexual” even though I know that’s what I am. I really like “queer” and, of course, the default “gay”. But whenever I say “gay” people are like “I thought you were bisexual???” Like okay yes but I’d rather not get the questions about threesomes and all that, thanks.

anonymous asked:

Can I get some blitzstone head cannons plz?

Okay anon!!!

  • Everyone kinda just assumes they’re dating
  • I mean, they’re made for each other and they pretty much call themselves Magnus’ mom and dad
  • If you don’t believe me look at Magnus’ wikipedia page under History, last sentence in paragraph 3
  • But ye pretty much they act like boyfriends
  • I mean, it’s canon that they act like boyfriends I mean Blitz is constantly talking about how he loves Hearth
  • So everyone kinda just assumes they’re dating when rlly they just crushing rlly hard on each other
  • So ye nobody rlly comments on it???? I mean like even Magnus has been referring to Blitz and Hearth as his “dads” when they aren’t there and a lot of ppl think they’re married
  • But they aren’t
  • Soooooooo… I’m a sucker for truth or dare, so imagine this. The gang is playing truth or dare and its okay. I mean so far the funnest thing that happened was Magnus kissed Alex as a dare and then they couldn’t stop and then Blitz pulled Alex aside and made her promise not to hurt his son
  • She did and said that how could anyone hurt a precious cinnamon roll like Magnus and Blitz couldn’t help but agree 
  • Sooooo anyway the game kinda became a little boring after that bc they pretty much knew everything about each other (except Blitz and Hearth didn’t know that the other was falling in love with them)
  • Anyways, Alex, who y’all know is a little devil when it comes to truth or dare, turns to Blitz
  • “Blitz. Truth or dare?”
  • “Truth.”
  • “Gods all you ppl with ur truths. Fine. When are you gonna propose to Hearth already?”
  • Technically it was a question that was running through everyones minds they where just to scared to ask bc gods that isn’t something you just ask
  • Both of their eyes widen and they look at each other and then look at the others then look at each other and look at the others and then–
  • “Wait are you guys already married?” Alex asks (she’s Blitzstone trash and she’s dying rn)
  • “Ummm…. we where never together.”
  • *dramatic music*
  • *even more dramaticer music*
  • *even even more dramaticer music*
  • Everyone kinda just looks horrified
  • “But you guys where my OTP” Alex whispers
  • “You where what I hoped my love life would be like,” Magnus says softly
  • “Of course you aren’t I frickin told them but these two idiots wouldn’t listen,” Sam says
  • Blitz and Hearth flash each other a look
  • They have a silent conversation with their eyes
  • I love you,” Hearth’s seem to say
  • I love you too,” Blitz’s say
  • I want to be more than friends”
  • “Me too.”
  • Three
  • Two 
  • One
  • They kiss
  • Awww they look so adorkable and Hearth’s blushing and Blitz’s blushing and Alex lets out a yelp bc as she said before they’re her OTP
  • Gods why did it take us so long to do that?” Hearth signs.
  • I don’t know, buddy. But we should do it again sometime.”
  • (ノ´ヮ´)ノ*: ・゚

gnotblue replied to your post“look if that’s really a note keith wrote about shiro leaving then i’m…”

lol, true. Shiro doesn’t seem as interested (so far), but Keith’s look of Adoration being a crush is just the easiest explanation.

normally I just accept platonic explanations for everything, but who acts like keith does around shiro with their bro?? I mean I got 2 of them and that’s just not how we interact, nobody’s gonna be saying we’re DESPERATE to see each other lmao. keef just having a crush on a guy who mentors him seems more likely at this point. He’s waay too soft on shiro for me to buy “just buddies” anymore.

But the thing that REALLY makes me hrmmmm is that we know from the showrunners that lance and hunk have the strongest/closest bond (wondercon?? idr). Which is an odd thing to say if you’re gonna insist two other people with a very ambiguously presented relationship are ~bro power~ in an emotionally charged episode and yet don’t confide in each other even as friends would. If shiro’s like a bro to keith but they’re not even the closest members of the team, then they’re shitty ass brothers. And keith is still acting like he’s not exactly sure of his position at shiro’s side, which again is not a very bro vibe. But it is a very “i’m desperate to stay with you and not upset you so you leave me and I just love you and i don’t know or maybe even think you love me back” thing, which u know..did actually happen in the show..what i’m saying on this long tangent is that the show’s logic supports a crush more than anything else ok 

Sasha, I’m sorry for ranting to you and I’m sorry if I don’t make sense but I have no one else to talk to.

I’m a huge fan of all the boys, but I’m a brown girl, so I naturally always identified with Zayn more. I support Larry and Ziam to death, but lately I feel so bitter and that makes me feel guilty.

I feel like Larry always has it better than Ziam. Harry and Zayn are in similar situations and so are Louis and Liam, but it’s like Harry has it easier than Zayn and Louis has it easier than Liam.

Harry gets to praise the band and say he loved the music that he made and leaves the door open for coming back, even though he completely changed his sound and his image. Zayn still has the same overall image (the racist “dark and mysterious” one) but he’s the one that’s ungrateful and he’s been made to say and tweet things (that fans question from Larry but not from him…) that are really ungrateful towards the band. Harry gets to be cool with the things he says about politics even if he’s bland, while Zayn is the one made to tweet that awful thing about BLM.

We’ll see what goes on with the Tess thing because that could level the field a bit (she’s being so extra) but Gigi has been front and center for almost every single part of Zayn’s career and he had to pretend to go on vacation with both of their families for days.

Harry writes songs about sex and drugs and gets away with it because he’s white. And even more so, he gets to explain away his heterosexual songs and keep his queer fans happy, but Zayn can’t do that. Harry got to say that he didn’t write about Taylor Swift (even if the media ignored him, the fandom didn’t) but Zayn has to have people believing he truly wrote about Perald. I’m just so mad :(

Harry is doing promo and performing and he already has a tour lined up while Zayn’s team keeps canceling his gigs and interviews. Why? Why does Harry get to do all that while Zayn doesn’t? That’s why Larries get to be so disgusting because even though their situations are similar it’s like Harry can get away with things that Zayn can’t!!!!

Now he can basically say that he’s not straight, wtf??

With Louis and Liam it’s different but the same. Yeah Louis had to do so many things for his babygate but it helped people know it was fake. Liam’s team learned from Louis’ mistakes so now they’re making it so much more believable and I hate that Liam is losing his support, more and more people are starting to believe he really has a son :(

Also I’m just worried about Liam in general because Louis has Briana as his baby mama who’s disgusting and they can just blame for everything but I can’t think of even the possibility of Cheryl being blamed for stuff, so how is Liam gonna get out of this? She’ll never say that she tricked him. Elounor and Douis were both so fucking fake but even though Liard was fake as well, they had learned from Louis’ mistakes so it was made more believable, I just hate that.

Also Harry and Louis get to be in the same cities almost all the time while Liam and Zayn are separated a lot and I hate it. Why are things so much easier for Louis and Harry? Also, Louis and Harry get to stay with the same company even for the public eye while Liam and Zayn are in different ones.

I just want things to be fair :(


Whew boy. Where to begin?

  • I feel like Larry always has it better than Ziam. Harry and Zayn are in similar situations and so are Louis and Liam, but it’s like Harry has it easier than Zayn and Louis has it easier than Liam.  That’s like–verfiably false. Larry has had a horrible time of it, which has been scrupulously documented. The closet has been just as brutal to them as it has to Ziam. And Harry’s solo rollout is still unfolding but imo, it sucks. From digging up Haylor to implying songs are about Kendall Jenner to slut shaming to using slang for underage girls and all the girlz, laydees, wimmin ™ bullshit in general–it’s a shitshow. As for Louis, did you miss when he was obligated to perform on XFactor days after his mom died? Come on now. Quite frankly, the unwillingness to sympathize with all of their situations is a function on immaturity. Don’t be that person.  
  • Harry gets to praise the band and say he loved the music that he made and leaves the door open for coming back, even though he completely changed his sound and his image. Zayn still has the same overall image (the racist “dark and mysterious” one) but he’s the one that’s ungrateful and he’s been made to say and tweet things (that fans question from Larry but not from him…) that are really ungrateful towards the band. Harry gets to be cool with the things he says about politics even if he’s bland, while Zayn is the one made to tweet that awful thing about BLM. Per the official narrative, Zayn has said good things about 1D too. It’s the fans that often refuse to acknowledge that. Yes, the labels 1DHQ put on Zayn are fucked up. But so are the labels they put on Harry, like “womanizer”. I would say the bts fuckery that led to the BLM tweet is the same fuckery that led to slut shaming in one of Harry’s songs. These things are sabotage? Control tactics? Whatever they are I don’t think they are honest reflections of either of them. And one person’s “cool” in terms of Harry’s political comments are anothers dispassionate and lukewarm. 
  • We’ll see what goes on with the Tess thing because that could level the field a bit (she’s being so extra) but Gigi has been front and center for almost every single part of Zayn’s career and he had to pretend to go on vacation with both of their families for days.This is not the Oppression Olympics. A little or a lot of hetero stuntin’–it’s all wrong. They both suffer. And to use the term “level the field” is not ok. That implies you’re hoping Harry is forced to fauxmance. That’s mean. 
  • Harry writes songs about sex and drugs and gets away with it because he’s white. And even more so, he gets to explain away his heterosexual songs and keep his queer fans happy, but Zayn can’t do that. Harry got to say that he didn’t write about Taylor Swift (even if the media ignored him, the fandom didn’t) but Zayn has to have people believing he truly wrote about Perald. I’m just so mad :(Define “get away with it”? From where I sit, people are debating and discussing Harry’s lyrical content quite critically. Just because some excuse it, doesn’t mean there isn’t any fallout. And please consider that Harry is trying to explain his way out of lyrics and questions deliberately posed to him that are not of his choosing. The press implies certain songs are about Taylor or Kendall or Perrie or Gigi but you’ve never heard that come from Harry or Zayn, sooooo…again are they not in the same boat? 
  • Harry is doing promo and performing and he already has a tour lined up while Zayn’s team keeps canceling his gigs and interviews. Why? Why does Harry get to do all that while Zayn doesn’t? That’s why Larries get to be so disgusting because even though their situations are similar it’s like Harry can get away with things that Zayn can’t!!!!When’s the last time Zayn canceled an interview or performance? For now, the narrative has shifted and so far it looks like he will perform in Japan. Why was he sabotaged? I’ve said a million times before that I think it’s punishment for his role is causing the relationship between 1D and 1DHQ to break down. I think he was the loudest critic, along with Louis. And he, along with Louis, also turned their good boys, Liam and Harry, against 1DHQ.  
  • Now he can basically say that he’s not straight, wtf??Harry hasn’t said that and 1DHQ would not allow it. That said, you’re not entitled to a declaration from Zayn or anyone else. 
  • With Louis and Liam it’s different but the same. Yeah Louis had to do so many things for his babygate but it helped people know it was fake. Liam’s team learned from Louis’ mistakes so now they’re making it so much more believable and I hate that Liam is losing his support, more and more people are starting to believe he really has a son :(This is totally a matter of your perception that babygate 2.0 is more believable. I don’t think it is. Just because they haven’t committed the same kind of staging fails doesn’t mean the whole thing still isn’t sketchy as hell. You’ve set the bar too low. And Louis did get dragged for babygate, Douis, Elounor 2.0, etc. Fans go after whoever isn’t their fave. All they need is any kind of excuse. That pettiness is on y’all.
  • Also I’m just worried about Liam in general because Louis has Briana as his baby mama who’s disgusting and they can just blame for everything but I can’t think of even the possibility of Cheryl being blamed for stuff, so how is Liam gonna get out of this? She’ll never say that she tricked him. Elounor and Douis were both so fucking fake but even though Liard was fake as well, they had learned from Louis’ mistakes so it was made more believable, I just hate that.Louis and Liam are in the exact same boat rn as far as the babygates. So what are you bent outta shape about? Endgame? There’s no endgame in sight atm for either of them. Also you need to give less fucks about what other people believe. You have no control over that and you’re giving it too much energy in that you’re letting it upset you.
  • Also Harry and Louis get to be in the same cities almost all the time while Liam and Zayn are separated a lot and I hate it. Why are things so much easier for Louis and Harry? Also, Louis and Harry get to stay with the same company even for the public eye while Liam and Zayn are in different ones. Again, official narrative-wise, that is verifiably false. Both couples have to do the public separation thing. They’re probably together more often than the official narrative implies. All of them strategically go off the grid. I don’t understand the same companies thing. Are you talking about Sony? And big picture time: What does that matter?? It doesn’t.  

Wow. For addressing this entire screed…

But don’t be sorry. I think you feel the way a lot of the fandom thinks. So it’s good to address it.

Friendly reminder to not ship real people!
✨You’re affecting real people and they’re not just concepts on a screen!✨
We can enjoy them, and say “oh, they’d be nice together,” but we should respect boundaries even when you think that it doesn’t matter!
✨Respect is key, they’re humans too!✨