where i am on my own

Justice League Cons

  1. Just the worst special effects
  2. Absolutely shitty dialogue (“My toes hurt!!! I don’t even understand the physics of how my toes hurt!!!” Ughhhhhhhh)
  3. Heavy and boring exposition because DC was so desperate catch up with Marvel that they didn’t do their world-building well enough before the movie.
  4. Unremarkable and ridiculous villain.
  5. Same solution as Rise of the Guardians where they make the nightmare horses smell fear on their own master to get rid of him???
  6. Inaccurate characterization of the heroes. (Batman smiled??? In his fucking cowl?? What??? There is no excuse. Also superman making “I want to die” jokes right after saving the world like some kind of teenager??? I am baffled.)
  7. No mention of any of the Robins???
  8. Some of the best moments from.Justice League cartoons is when Bruce, the man with no powers, is able to intimidate the entire league. I wanted to see THAT. Not this frustrated, desperate and thoroughly unintimidating version of Batman who’s getting people sandwiches and has no idea how to level with Arthur. Seriously, in what universe is Aquaman more intimidating than Batman? Yikes.
  9. None of Bruce’s guilt and desperation to bring Clark back made any sense because they were friends for maybe two or three hours?? It would have meant so much more if their relationship had been more developed. Now, the whole thing seems pretty insane. I know that Bruce has issues and need friends but honestly? I can’t get behind the fact that he got that emotionally attached to Supes in such a short period of time.
  10. Weird and incomplete explanation of Arthur’s whole conflict with the Atlantians. Like, did he have some kind of coronation off-screen and then came back with his “pitchfork” just in time to save his new friends?
  11. Focusing on one pointless little Russian girl and her family instead of developing the actually important characters in this movie.
  12. Basic overall message is “The Justice league is great and all, but we really don’t need them as long as Superman is here. Especially Bruce because haha he has no powers what a loser. Praise to Superman our Lord and savior!”
  13. Why the hell is Bruce telling everyone what his secret identity is right away? If not killing is his first rule (which he’s already broken in these movies) then telling people his identity has to be his second rule right? Why is he telling people before they even agree to be on the team but he still won’t tell Gordon, a man whose proven his loyalty time and time again, after 20 years?
  14. So much more. I could go on forever but those are the main ones and this is already too long.

Justice League Pros

  1. Confirmed Bruce Wayne as a RAGING bisexual who wants to be in a god sandwich between Diana and Clark
  2. Bruce legitimately compared him losing Clark to Diana losing Steve. I just… wow. Wow.
  3. My man Slade Wilson is about to kick everyone’s ass!!! Hype!!!
  4. Diana’s fight scene with those terrorist guys was fucking badass.
  5. Steve Trevor was not forgotten, bless his heart <3
  6. Victor Stone and Barry Allen bonding while digging up Superman’s corpse
  7. ???? Pretty sure that’s it ????
  8. Oh uhhh Bruce looked really fucking hot the whole movie 11/10. Whether you like Batfleck or not can we all please at least agree that he looks the part of Bruce Wayne?? Bc damn.

anonymous asked:

I just wanted to let you know that we talked a few years back (5 years ago actually) and you were really depressed. Seeing you go through that made me save myself, and I’ve been in treatment since. Now I’m 19 and going into housing with supported aid- something I needed as a teen but couldnt get until now. I’m not just alive, I’m starting to live. It was my own strength, but you pushed me to want more. Thank you. My appreciation of you helped me love myself.

i want to cry this is so amazing! i was so so so so so so so depressed and hurting myself and tried to take my own life enough for me to have a turn around. it was slow, it took time, there were moments where i was lower than low and i was really sad but i started to feel like there was a better life i could lead. i am so. so. so so so so so so so so so so so so so so so!!! happy you are doing better. thank you for the privilege of hearing this and knowing you’re by my side on this journey. if you ever need anything, advice, to talk, let me know :’)

the way it is

something tells me I won’t understand
I think a higher power’s got a plan
but where I go depends on who I am
and the art that will define me is in my hands
and it doesn’t really matter who you know
it’s all dependent upon the place you wanna go
and the face that you see and what you call your own
and when you know you’re home,

you know you’re not alone

for where there's sun you'll find a moon - pricklyplant - 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/13
Fandom: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Kim Taehyung | V/Min Yoongi | Suga, Jeon Jungkook/Park Jimin
Characters: Kim Taehyung | V, Kim Namjoon | Rap Monster, Kim Seokjin | Jin, Park Jimin (BTS), Jeon Jungkook, Jung Hoseok | J-Hope
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Greek Mythology, Alternate Universe - Gods & Goddesses, It’s another Hade & Persephone fic, With A Twist, Persephone!Yoongi, Hades!Taehyung, Yoongi is a gardener, Taehyung is the lord of the dead, bet you didnt expect that, Jungkook is Adonis and Park Jimin is Aphrodite, but that’s for another story, depending on how successful this one is, My first fic, Bangtan Fic, bts - Freeform, taegi - Freeform, Fluff, I’ve taken some liberties with the mythology but I’ve stuck as close to it as possible, Kim Taehyung | V Is Bad at Feelings, Min Yoongi is apathetic until he isnt anymore, Min Yoongi’s best friends are his flower but don’t tell the rest of the guys, past sugakookie, Past Yoonkook, Some angst?, probably no smut because keeping track of limbs is hard, but you can count of there being lots of kissing, with tongue, /wiggles eyebrows suggestively/, side jikook - Freeform

In this retelling of tale of Hades and Persephone our god of the seasons and plant-life is a grumpy gardener who complains about pesticide use, and our god of the underworld is a goofy people-person who likes daisies and has never tasted a strawberry.

This is the story of a year; of frolicking in gardens; of a strawberry-thief; of neglecting duties; of bottling-up feelings; of apologetic kidnappings; of a winter vacation; of second and third chances; of mischievous friends; of opposites.

This is a story of a love.

One of my favorite things about modern slash fiction is how being gay/bi is treated as a normal thing. Like one of the easiest ways to tell early 2000s fanfic from modern fanfic, other than the disclaimer that the author doesn’t own anything and doesn’t want to be sued, as the gay panic. Inevitably, a story with slash fiction from like 10+ years ago will have a gay panic scene where the guy goes no, no, I’m attracted to women, I really am, I can’t be gay. Now, not only have we gotten to the point where some people, at least, will acknowledge that bi people exist, but that gay panic scene almost never happens. It’s not expected to happen. There’s no waiting to see when it’ll hit the character that they’re gay so they can have an existential crisis; they’re just gay or bi, and that’s it.

curiouslylazy  asked:

♠ with soukoku?

♠: One character adjusting the other’s jewelry/neck tie/ etc.

Chuuya stumbled around the apartment in the low light of dawn, picking through the discarded clothing in search of his own. He silently cursed the one laying in the bed for having been so reckless with where he’d thrown Chuuya’s clothes once he’d stripped him of them.

Finally assessing that he’d found all of his clothes he made his way to the bathroom to dress himself, so he could leave. He was in no mood to engage in conversation, or spend any more time in the company of his bed partner the night before. 

Chuuya studied his face in the mirror. Grimacing at the bite marks along his neck. His collar was going to chafe at them all day…

His collar…

He dug through the pockets of his pants, jacket, and overcoat yet came up empty handed. He grit his teeth and let out an annoyed huff, wondering if this had been done on purpose just to vex him. Upon opening the door to find Dazai awake, with collar in hand, he discovered his suspicions were true.

“Thought you might want this before you hurried off,” Dazai said, a knowing grin on his face. “I put it on the bedside table last night. So it wouldn’t be lost in the mess of our clothes.”

“I never knew you could be thoughtful,” Chuuya retorted, reaching a hand out for the collar. 

Dazai shook his head and gestured for Chuuya to come closer. Part of Chuuya wanted to scoff. To tell Dazai to fuck off and just let him leave with some of his dignity still intact. The other part of him, knew he’d never get what he wanted anyways and indulging Dazai was the quickest way to get himself out the door. He rolled his eyes and approached the bed with a sigh. “Go on then.”

Dazai pulled him in closer and ran his lips along Chuuya’s jaw line, his fingers slipping the collar around Chuuya’s neck. As he buckled the leather into place his eyes met Chuuya’s and for a moment Dazai’s flat gaze flashed with something like emotion. Chuuya bit his lip before leaning in.

They didn’t kiss like this. They didn’t indulge in the soft and the sweet. Their kisses were always tinged with an edge of pain, hunger, and a forbidden passion. Chuuya felt a warmth in his chest that had nothing to do with the rage he usually felt being within Dazai’s presence. Chuuya decided he hated it and promptly shoved Dazai away.

“Until next time then, petit mafia?” Dazai chuckled, falling back into the futon.

“There will be no next time,” Chuuya griped as he made his way towards the door.

“So you say… Chuuya.”

Due to the recent happenings with me and my feelings towards my officemate and the news i’ve got to know, sobrang hirap. Sobrang nasasaktan ako.

I don’t know. Siguro after choosing to not be in a relationship for more than a year after my ex broke me, this is the first time that i have laid my guards down and fuck, just risk everything i have because i know this time, i am ready.

Thing is, i got broken by my own and self expectations that all i ever got to blame was me.

But fuck it. Fuck myself for thinking he might be worth it. Fuck me for giving my self without knowing where he wanted this to go. Fuck me for expecting too much. Fuck me because after giving myself, i still got left with scars and bruises. This made me realized one thing: i don’t wanna open myself that much again. I don’t wanna be that vulnerable and genuine only to get played in the end. I don’t deserved it, i know. But fuck me. Fuck me because i chose to believe but he still chose to break me.

“We (she and Kali) are similar because I am very determined and driven. We also both love Eleven. I don’t even know where to start with the differences. I do not lack empathy. I smile every day, which is definitely something you can’t say about Kali. I care a lot about other people. I do not wear much make-up, and I really prefer my own Copenhagen apartment over a warehouse in Chicago.” -Linnea Berthelsen


Thanks for the japanese magazine called Illustration, for which I’ve done cover, calendar and big article with interview, I’ve got a chance to meet and talk with my favourite mangaka ever, Kei Toume, the creator of “Sing Yesterday for Me”. ✨

This moment was so big I still couldn’t believe it, because her manga had changed my life. I were studying at architecture college back in Russia, but I always felt that this is not actually what I wanted to do, and it were killing me slowly.
At this time I discovered Kei Toume’s works, and thanks to them I got out of the depression and realized what I really wanted to do. I want to create stories, inspire and empower people. Manga, anime, games were only my hobbies at that time, and I only dreamed about creating something like those titles that were giving me hopes and happiness, and I never thought that I can actually be a part of the world I loved so much.

Thanks to “Sing Yesterday for Me” I decided to not abandon my dreams and work harder for what I want to achieve, which led me to where I am now - live in Japan, work on the projects I never even dreamed to work on, and be the happiest version of myself that could ever be.
Now I’ve met with the creator who’ve done so much for me without even knowing it, and there is not enough words to express my gratitude. 🌟

The photo is the joint sketch board we’re done with Kei Toume for the magazine, and I got really lucky to actually own it in the end. This one will took a place on the wall at my workplace to always remind me that dreams are actually comes true.

Please don’t give up on your dreams!

Dex walks into the Haus, grocery bags in one hand and his keys in the other. The keys he leaves on the table next to the door, and the bags he brings into the kitchen to start unpacking. The rain outside patters steadily against the window over the sink, and the smell of the old wooden Haus in the rain makes Dex homesick.

Bitty’s out of town for the long weekend, so Dex takes advantage of the empty kitchen to whip up some cookies. The recipe is a long-held family secret, that Dex thinks was really just taken off the back of some M&Ms bag about ten years before he was born, but they come out soft and sugary and they’ve made four different people fall in love with Dex when he’s made them, so he doesn’t think the true origin really matters.

They hardly take twenty minutes to make and bake, and soon Dex is pulling the first batch out of the oven to cool on top of the stove. He goes through the monotonous movements of balling up the dough, pushing a few M&Ms into them, and exchanging that tray with the one that’s in the oven. He runs out of trays after a bit and has to slide the cookies onto cooling racks to make room, in between washing the kitchen tools he used to make them in the first place.

After the very last batch has gone into the oven and half of the finished cookies have finished cooling, Chowder and Farmer come downstairs and sample a few, having been lured by the smell. Dex flushes, pleased and pink, with their mhmm sounds and praise, and the warmth of it sits in his stomach even after they return to Chowder’s room.

He nibbles on a few cookies of his own as he finishes up cleaning and then grabs some containers to keep the cookies in. Just as he straightens up from getting them, Nursey comes in, damp with the rain and tired around the eyes. Junior year has hit them all a bit too hard, and Nursey, struggling with the added load of writing his first novel, has been run-down for weeks.

“Bitty back?” Nursey asks, taking a cookie from the pile on the counter.

As he takes a bite, Dex says, “No. Just got homesick, wanted some cookies.” He shrugs. “Family recipe,” he adds, quirking his smile a bit to the side, the way his whole family does.

Nursey chews, his eyes lighting up as he tastes Dex’s creation, and the warm feeling returns in Dex’s stomach. Those eyes, Nursey’s eyes, are every type of green Dex ever saw in Maine. The forest green of the trees, mossy and breathtaking. The misty sea foam of a rough day on the water. Bright grass under bare toes on a hot summer day, playing tag with his cousins. Sea glass, worn smooth by the unrelenting wash of the waves.

Those eyes, the cookies, this Haus soothed by the rain, it all makes Dex so homesick that he hardly notices that Nursey is falling in love.

  • my academic advisor: so where do you see yourself in five years? graduate school, maybe?
  • me: ah you know...... a teacher at a nice school. ..living with my wife on our small sheep farm, wearing sweaters i knitted with the sheep's wool and dyed with plants from the woods, my wife is like a botanist maybe, we are growing our own vegetables, two large dogs are at my side, my hair is down to my waist, i am carrying a sword, my closet is full of gunne sax dresses, we gather mushrooms in the forest, my wife drinks hot tea while wrapped in a quilt, i make a small fire in our brick oven to bake the sourdough, i write a poem by lamplight for my wife, our house is haunted, we swim in the river at dusk, the moon is full,
Spideypool Proposal
  • Wade Wilson: [goes down on one knee, and presents the finest of candy ring pops] Peter, will you marry me?
  • Peter Parker: Aren't rings supposed to be like 10% of your salary?
  • Wade Wilson: I stopped killing people with your help, so I am officially out of the mercenary business. In fact, I don't even have this month's rent.
  • Peter Parker: [starts tearing up] We're both so poor.
  • Wade Wilson: Are you okay?
  • Peter Parker: I'm just a little upset.
  • Wade Wilson: [stands up] Why??? Did I do something wrong? If you need more time, that's okay!!! I'm sorry for rushing things.
  • Peter Parker: No, it's just-- [gets down on one knee] You beat me to the proposal. [presents a plastic Spider-Man ring]
  • Wade Wilson: [gingerly takes ring and puts it on his pinky since that's the only finger that it barely fits] You've made me the happiest man alive, I'll keep this until it breaks! Which might not be too long because I will probably lose my hand during a fight or some shit. [pulls him into a hug]
  • Peter Parker: [smiles] Don't worry, I have more. [pulls out a whole bag]
  • And I'm sorry, but I'll probably eat yours when the ramen supply runs out.
  • Wade Wilson: You have a problem. But I got you covered, babe. [pulls out bag of ring pops] And they're all red.
  • Peter Parker: [smiles] I love you. [pulls him into a kiss]

18 Daily Self-love Affirmations You Need To Use

1. I am a multidimensional being of light that cannot die and do not fear death.

2. I love myself just as I am.

3. I accept myself as I am.

4. I accept my past mistakes and do not judge myself for them.

5. I have the power to create the reality I desire.

6. There is nothing that can stop me from achieving my dreams.

7. What others say and think about me is none of my business.

8. I have no room in my life for negativity.

9. I appreciate how beautiful I am as a person.

10. My body is my home and I am taking care of it.

11. I am grateful for everything, the good and the bad, because it has made me who I am today.

12. I choose to involve myself with people, places and things that make me feel good.

13. I do not need the praise or validation of anyone else to feel loved because I love myself.

14. I manifest my reality with my thoughts and actions - I am in control of where my life is headed.

15. The only person’s opinion that matters is my own.

16. The universe loves me and gives me exactly what I need when I need it.

17. I am an amazing being and I deserve to be, do, have & experience everything I desire.

18. I love myself too much to settle for anything less than I truly desire.

Self-love heals all wounds.

Peace & positive vibes.

I’m that cat, that cat is me. He seems so peaceful, I need a Jimin in my life to bring me inner peace too


Hi @taylorswift we haven’t talked in a bit, so I thought i’d give ya some life updates. :)
• When we met in 2014 I had just started my senior year of high school, i’m 20 now (21 in january!) and I’ve taken some college courses.
• My anxiety is still really bad which has prevented me from being a full time college student. It’s one of my biggest struggles and I wish I didn’t feel so defeated by it.
• In April of this year I became one year clean of self harm.
• In December we held a tribute show for you in Nashville, I got to open the show and sing “Tim McGraw” and “Blank Space”.
• Back in 2014 you left a comment on my instagram and told me you loved hearing that i’m playing and writing, I still am and I still love it just as much.
• I’ve released a few songs to iTunes through a website, and i’ve charted at #34 on the itunes singer/songwriter chart!!!
• I got to walk the runway for Express and Karlie!!
• I got to see you perform in Houston. You literally own my ass I dropped everything and flew to Texas LOL
• I’ve made a lot of incredible friends and I wouldn’t have them if it weren’t for you, so I want to say thank you. I don’t know where i’d be without them.
• Being a singer/songwriter is my dream, so that’s something i’m trying to work towards. Thank you for inspiring me to follow my heart and to be honest and unapologetic. I hope one day I get to share my music with the world like you have.

There’s more, but I just wanted to catch you up a little bit. Thank you for being there for me, whether you realize it or not. I love you to the moon and back.

snoke: ok general I just need you to get along with your new co-commander