Rey: Why did he leave? Han: He was training a new generation of Jedi. There was no one else left to do it, so he took the burden on himself. Everything was going great, until…one boy, an apprentice, turned against him and destroyed it all. Luke felt responsible. He just…walked away from everything.
You turned to look at the alarm clock. 12:00 am. Thinking about how much school was going to suck tomorrow due to your terrible sleep schedule, you decided to turn off the lights and try to get some sleep. All that was going through your mind was Peter Parker. He is something else. His hair is so fluffy and his eyes are the color of chocolate. Peter and his dumb science jokes are only some of the reasons why you like him so much. He is just, amazing. (see what i did there)
Glancing at your phone one last time, a loud sudden banging at your window startled you. “What the hell…” You muttered under your breath as you started slowly walking towards the glass pane, scarred to death at who would be at your window at midnight.
You stood in front of the clear glass in shock at the red and blue suit. It was Spider-Man. THE fucking Spider-Man. And he did not look like he was having a good day.
You pushed open the window and grabbed the man’s very muscular arm to guide him into your bedroom. “Shit, shit, shit. Dude, are you okay?” You asked as the city’s hero was now on your floor, on his stomach, groaning in plain. “Yeah I’m, I’m okay.” He said trying to get up off the floor, getting onto his hands and knees before he fell back down.
“Do you need anything?” You asked, worried about the man, who sounded almost like a teenager. “Ummm, I-I just. Who are you? Where’s Ned?” He asked through gritted teeth. “Sorry buddy, there isn’t a Ned that lives here. But I’m Y/N and I think you might need an ice pack or something,” you answered. “and maybe an Advil.”
“Y-yes please. That would be awesome.” Spider-Man replied. You rushed to grab a frozen bag of some random food to use as a makeshift ice pack and a glass of water before heading towards your bathroom. You very quietly searched for the pill bottle to not disturb your family. After a few seconds or searching, you grabbed the Advil and tiptoed back to your bedroom. You silently shut the room’s door and turned around to see that the “man” was now leaning against your bed. You went and sat next to him as you handed him the frozen bag, and opened the pill bottle to give him the medicine. “Thanks.” He muttered as he but the bag of frozen food against his ribs before chucking the pills in his mouth and chugging the water.
“So, Spider-Dude,” you said while taking the glass away from his gloved hand and placing it on the floor, ”why did you umm, crawl through my window? Like out of all the windows in this big city?” You asked, looking at where you assumed his eyes would be. "Well,” he sighed, “I thought this was someone else’s room. So imagine my surprise when I find a very beautiful girl standing above my crippled body.“ He chuckled at the entire situation. Boy, was it a mess.
…..Spider-Man thinks I’m pretty. THE Spider-Man thinks I’m pretty.
“Is this actually happening right now or am I just dreaming?” You asked yourself. This time, you both chuckled. “Well, as much as this hurts my ego, I did in fact groan in pain on your floor just a few minutes ago.” You laughed, he was such a funny guy.
“How old are you?” You questioned out of the blue. “What?” Spider-Man asked back, kind of surprised by your question. “I mean, you sound so young you know? Not to be rude but you don’t really sound like a man.”
“Wow, Y/N. That hurts.” He said dramatically, while putting his hand over his heart. “No, I’m just, younger than most superheroes.” He answered.
“And yet you still are one of the best heroes out there.” You told him with a kind smile.
Even though you couldn’t see it, he smiled under the mask. “That means a lot, actually. Thank you.” Spider-Man said. He was about to say something else when the two of you heard police sirens in the distance. He sighed, as he stood up, leaving the frozen bag on the floor. “That’s my cue. See you around Y/N.” He said as he ran towards the window.
“You too, Spider-Man.” You said back, just before he jumped out of the window and went back to saving the city.
“Gaston doesn’t see the world the way everyone else sees it. He’s at the top of the pyramid and everyone else is below him. He thinks he can do no wrong and does not understand why Belle does not want to be his wife. I mean, God, is she mad? Is she blind? Is she stupid? He doesn’t get it, which is funny in and of itself, so I really tried to play up the comedic aspects."
“What is this bullshit about what kind of person I am? Maybe I am someone who gives up! I don’t know! Why would you know what kind of person I am? Everyone is like: ‘what kind of person are you? you have to know who you are!’ What a fucking cliche.”
“One big fucking problem Is people telling me what to fuckin do, think, say, act, and everything else. ill do what you say IF I feel like it. But people (IE parents, cops, bad teachers) telling me what to do just makes me not want to fucking do it! thats why my fucking name is REB!!!”
Hello, my name is Adrian and I am a salty seabiscuit.
For the last couple of years I have watched as the roleplay community has shifted its aesthetic from pre-made themes to this make-your-own container theme trend. Now I have absolutely nothing against container themes, but this trend has brought with it some other really awful design choices that have plagued us for entirely too long. I spent a lot of time shouting into the void about it, but I’m here now to give you a breakdown of how to design functional themes that we can actually fucking navigate because that should be your absolute first priority.
Yes, this guide is going to be mega insulting at times. I basically turn into Gordon Ramsey about this shit. But hey, it’s called a no bullshit guide. I promise you that the insults are out of love and also frustration. Admittedly, more of the latter than the former. But pretend there’s more love and encouragement than there actually is.
THIS IS BY NO MEANS A COMPLETE GUIDE, but I’ve written most of this in one sitting and I need to go do something else for a while.
BTS when you beg them to show you the new choreography beforehand but they can’t
Kids, thank you for celebrating Hobi’s birthday so well, I’m very proud of everyone <3 Are you hyped for the mv tomorrow? And I’ll try to reblog some pictures/videos of the concert as well tomorrow night :*
All gifs belong to their rightful creators = owners (see urls right under the gifs as always :*). Please support each other and BTS well!
You: “I’m sure you just made that up. That’s not part of it, am I right?”
Jin: “Kekeke sorry~ It really isn’t~ Be patient for a bit longer, okay?~”
You: “Oppa, for real, can’t you just show me what the new choreography will look like once? I won’t tell anyone, promised~”
Yoongi: “[insert gif: starts explaining quietly, not looking into your eyes and pouting a bit so you’ll go easy on him] Ahh I know, baby, but Bighit made us promise not to show anyone so … if I make one exception now …”
Hoseok: [It tortures him a lot that he can’t show it to you just yet~]
You: “Oppa, what about the new choreography? You went practicing it again today, didn’t you? I know you did~”
Hoseok: “[insert gif] Ah … baby … I can show you everything, everything else~ Just not that one~ What do you want to see instead, huh? I’ll dance for you the whole night to make up for not being able to show you the new one yet~ Just tell oppa~ What do you want me to dance for you instead?”
You: “But you even showed me the song beforehand! Why not the choreography? It really doesn’t make sense [insert pouty you]”
Namjoon: “[insert gif: some smart ass explanation why it doesn’t make sense to only show you his part because it’s a complicated choreography that only makes sense when all seven members are involved]
Jimin: feat. you as Hobi
I kind of couldn’t decide at first whether Jimin would suffer from it like Hobi or whether he’d tease you, but I went with the first option~
You: “[pouty like Hobi] You treat me like just any other fan, you know, it’s so mean. I can start stanning another group any time and stop caring about my boyfriend’s activities and-”
Jimin: “[insert gif: backhugs you~] Don’t be stupid, _______~ If Bighit would’ve let me, you’d have been the first person I’d have shown it too, okay?”
You: “[still not satisfied]”
Jimin: “[holds you more tightly~] Don’t be sad~ You are most important to me~”
You: [try aegyo just to get him to show you a bit of the new dance~]
Taehyung: “Omo! I almost got weak just now~ You’re too cute~~”
You: “[pouty and whiny] Kookie, please~ Please, please, please~ Show me something from the new choreography :(”
Jungkook: [insert gif: teases you by imitating your pouty face, almost cracks up though]
You: “Jeon Jungkook, you little brat! Don’t make fun of me :/”
Jungkook: “Ah~ Just wait one more day, okay? Only one more day~~~”
so.... does anyone actually know if hanzo has prosthetics or not? I know pretty much everyone has unrealistic ankles, but hanzo's especially so. and they look exactly like genji's which is SUSPICIOUS
I think it has been confirmed:
Although “I don’t think so” is awfully vague, it looks like canonically Hanzo’s “boots” are just boots and that he does in fact have bonafide Popeyes Chicken legs underneath them. Also the summer games spray shows him with nekid calves and appalling quarter-length socks. Hanzo, Honey, Fashion.
That could explain why his boots look similar to Genji’s legs, because initially they were designed as one character. Although the idea i think you’re implying could be a pretty cool headcanon theory!
Now honestly, this has been like the revelation that .Gif is supposed to be pronounced .Jif but no one likes that so we refuse to believe it— i think most of us choose to believe that Hanzo’s legs are some form of prosthetic. I know i do!
(Let me know if something else has been confirmed or my info’s off)