I never liked the idea of Will’s dad being a jerk, (like he is in ALL fics) I always thought he was just a guy that didn’t know how to express his love for his son in more open ways, after all Will never talked in a bad way about him, and even some of the things he loves are things his dad taught him.

I ended up joking over twitter that his dad was Ron bc they share many hobbies and the way they live, and well a joke led up to this…(Hannigram are still on the run tho  but Ron doesn’t watch tv and lives in the middle of nowhere so he doesn’t know/care his son-in-law is a serial killer) 

Hannibal will never let Will live down that his dad accepted him officially, Will regrets it so much

Bonus (how do you know what human meat tastes like wtf?!?!)


Lady Bird dir. Greta Gerwig (2017)

Christine “Lady Bird” McPherson (Saoirse Ronan) fights against but is exactly like her wildly loving, deeply opinionated and strong-willed mom (Laurie Metcalf), a nurse working tirelessly to keep her family afloat after Lady Bird’s father (Tracy Letts) loses his job. Set in Sacramento, California in 2002, amidst a rapidly shifting American economic landscape, Lady Bird is an affecting look at the relationships that shape us, the beliefs that define us, and the unmatched beauty of a place called home.

anonymous asked:

What can I say to I convince my mom to let me get kuhli loaches? My mom is willing to buy me fish and a 20 long fish tank with all the stuff you need and I wanna get 8 kuhli loaches and my mom said that she doesn't want to spend money on fish that'll hide and burrow all the time but they're my current faves (I wanna get a school of harlequins too maybe)

Kuhlis will only hide and burrow if they don’t have adequate coverage. The more places they have to hide, the safer they feel since they know the can dart to safety in a second. PVC pipes, driftwood, caves, rocks, aquarium decor, a ton of plants, etc! Also, the more kuhlis you have will also mean more active ones, they like company. 8 is pretty much the threshold you can have in a 20g though.

Pangio oblonga and other black kuhli loaches seem to be more gregarious than their striped cousins for some reason! Our cinnamon colored noodles need some loving too :)

Truth about Doctor Who actors I've worked with at cons
  • Peter Davison: Shy dad. Thinks bonobos are hilarious. Worried that he talks too much.
  • Colin Baker: Tough love dad. Best hugs. Weird jokes. Loves macchiatos.
  • Sylvester McCoy: Smol grump. Likes gin.
  • Paul McGann: Easily distracted child. Might kiss you.
  • Nicola Bryant: Possibly a Disney princess. Loves puppies and guinea pigs.
  • Alex Kingston: Actual mom. Just wants to hug babies and plan parties.
  • Anneke Wills: Best wine mom. You will be hugged.
  • Sophie Aldred: Darling caffeine ferret. Probably actually Ace. (ALSO I MISSPELLED HER NAME WHILE TYPING THIS HALF AWAKE ORIGINALLY ARGH)
  • Terry Molloy: Lovable grump. Brings his teddy bear everywhere with him.
  • Deborah Watling: Magic pixie. Once dated a Cyberman.
  • Wendy Padbury: Deadpan joke queen who secretly just wants chips.
  • Frazer Hines: Giggly joke machine.
  • Michael Troughton: Just loves everyone and everything I've got nothing else yo.

“She wouldn’t have wanted this, but I do.”

Maybe Bismuth was right. Maybe Steven did become someone better than his mom. He’s willing to surrender if it means ending the cycle of violence.

Or maybe his sacrifice will come to nothing. The Diamonds still think Earth is living on borrowed time, and who will resist them if not the Crystal Gems?

In this moment though, this is Steven’s choice and no one else’s. 

University: The Unofficial List of Life Hacks and Advice*

*from a girl that figured it all out the hard way.

- Don’t underestimate the power of a list.
     If you’re anything like me (or 99% of the people I met at Uni) you’re not exactly organised… The night before, or the morning of a busy day, write down everything you want to get done that day. It lessens the nagging feeling that you’re wasting (or failing at) the expensive education…

Originally posted by misplaced-pho

- Do not make the first person you meet your BFF.
     Everyone is going to be nervous, or more probably, shitting themselves the first few days. Everyone wants to make friends and find ‘their place’ but DO NOT for the love of God make bezzie mates with the first person you get chatting to because you’re ‘PANIC FRIENDING’. Chances are that person will end up being the weirdest person on your course (not in a good way) and you’ll still be trying to shake them off by Christmas.

Originally posted by plumkat

- Join at least 2/3 societies.
     Even if you only go to the first mixer and basically think NOPE… It helps to meet people that aren’t on your course. Just don’t pay any sign up fees until you know for certain you’re planning on attending for the rest of the year. (£45 quid I never got back for joining the Ski and Snowboarding society - I never even got pissed with them, let alone went skiing…)

Originally posted by thinkingg-out-louud

- Make friends with people you have things in common with.
     I know you’re thinking ‘DUH that’s obvious’ but it’s easy to get sucked in by the ‘omg let’s go get mortal’ during Freshers, when everyone does nothing but drink cheap alcohol and cry into their 3am kebabs. PLEASE have an actual conversation (sober if possible) and get to know what people like to do when they’re not intoxicated. By November when you’re 1000% done with being perpetually wankered, don’t be that guy who (for example) gets stuck with the gym rats who do nothing but ‘lift bro’ and go to the sports bar for ‘the match’ when all you want to do is wear your pyjamas and watch Netflix.

Originally posted by spnfans

- Ignore the stupid reading list.
     No one reads it, and if you do need to read any of it, the tutor will remind you and probably even print out/email you the excerpt you have to actually look at. Please DO NOT waste valuable pizza money on books you won’t ever need. Learn to love yourself.

Originally posted by humorinrecovery

- Try not to stay up all night for the first week or two of classes.
     It’s nerve-wracking but have a shower and a warm drink and try to sleep…You’ll be given your first projects within the first 2/3 days of classes, and wasting the first two weeks enjoying your new ‘freedom’ will make your first term grades suffer… ALSO you’ll be given a summary of the year during the first class of each module, and it will seem a lot less daunting without a hangover/a groggy head from staying up on Xbox Live until 4am.

Originally posted by xtakemetoneverlandx

- Don’t worry about how ‘on fleek’ everyone looks for the first month.
     By January no one will care apart from the odd girl who will still painstakingly apply false lashes every day by June… At some point every person will drag themselves into class in joggers and a four day old tee-shirt. The unspoken agreement is they won’t judge you if you don’t judge them.

Originally posted by fuckyeahdragrace

- Make a meal plan.
     It’s kinda annoying working out what you’re going to eat all week, but buying specific ingredients saves a butt load of money instead of getting that fajita kit ‘just in case you fancy it’.

- Let yourself have the luxury of an on-tap comfort meal.
     After a shit/long/hard day, you’re going to want to kiss yourself when you remember you’ve got frozen chips, chicken nuggets (or some good old pizza), and beans waiting at home. It’s a relatively low-calorie feel-good comfort meal… Take yourself to bed with a movie and have some me-time.

Originally posted by imbrace

- Invest in a decent thermal flask.
     Not a hipster plastic version of a Starbucks to-go cup… But one with a proper screw on lid. Uni cafe coffee is fucking VILE and expensive, if you make your coffee about 8:30am it should still be hot pretty much all day. Amazon have proper Thermos ones for less than a tenner with free delivery here: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Thermos-Thermocafe-Stainless-Steel-Flask/dp/B000TAOWC8

- Don’t underestimate how amazing a decent packed lunch is.
      Whipping out a proper gorgeous sandwich, crisps, and snacks that would cost (probably) £10 from the uni shop or worse, the ‘deli’ will make people hate you in a good way.

- Long. Life. Milk.
     Not for all the time, because it’s kinda gross and you cant have it on cereal because it tastes like shit on it’s own. But for about 40p you can get a carton from pretty much any shop, just keep it in a dark area of your room. At some point you will have to get up for an early lecture, to find your roommate has stolen your last bit of proper milk from the fridge, or you’ve let it go out of date without realising, and you’ll remember that long life milk in your room and want to happy-cry that you can still have your morning coffee…

Originally posted by souoalex

- Washing tabs VS. powder.
     Check in advance that the launderette washing machines have powder drawers, don’t buy £15 worth of Persil like I did, just to get to uni and find out the washers didn’t have BLOODY DRAWERS.

Originally posted by the-concrete-universe

- Only over-pack the actual luxuries.
     Packets of biscuits are about 40p, pop is next-to-nothing. BUT shampoo, conditioner and razors etc cost SO MUCH MONEY. Take all the toiletries your mom is willing to buy you and be thankful. Running out of deoderant and shaving gel is not fun when you realise that the ‘essentials’ add about £15 to your weekly shop.

- Don’t be a brand-whore.
     You won’t die if you eat off-brand beans. Put some butter in and get over it. Heinz is not the be all and end all. Buying the cheap brands will save major money, and when you’re the one left with £300 to buy Christmas presents your friends will all be crying into their John West tuna sandwiches.

- Don’t forget a colander.
     When you’re using anything you can find (the cheese grater, cling film with holes poked in, your roommates tennis racket) to drain your pasta, you’re going to wonder why you didn’t invest 99p in a colander/sieve from the pound shop.

Originally posted by kcgraphics

- Ear buds.
     If you’re living in halls, you’re really going to learn the value of peace and quiet. You can only bang on your roomies doors so many times before it’s just no use. Pop in your ear buds, and just choose your battles. (Also come in handy when you overhear the inevitable sex that IS going to happen. No escape.)

- Condoms.
     Even if you’re thinking ‘I’m never going to get laid’, ‘but I’ve got a steady boyfriend’, ‘But, I’m a lesbian’ personally, I was thinking the latter, but I took some anyway… Freshers week when I had a roommate who had brought a lady home and didn’t have any ‘things’, I was his hero. Basically, not accidentally getting knocked up, or saving your friends from doing so, is a good idea.

Originally posted by lilisister

- Surviving  l o n g  lectures.
     Take rustle-free snacks, and wear loose trousers (or a baggy top which will cover up your skinny jeans when you undo the button… sitting down with your belt cutting into you for three hours is not the greatest thing ever.)

(Disclaimer: These may not apply to everyone, they’re just from my personal experience. This list was composed originally for my best friend when she started her own uni journey; she suggested that I share it with the internet.)

A Classified Summer - Part Five

Summery: When you’re shipped off to stay with your Aunt Pepper and the Avengers in New York for the summer you weren’t sure what to expect but falling in love with Spider-Man wasn’t one of them

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Word Count: 1,343



Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four

Originally posted by wandas

*gif creds to owner*

“Pepper no its fine you don’t need to come home.” Tony’s voice filled your pounding head. “Pepper I know I promised, how was I suppose to know this was going to happen? Peter said they were pulling a prank, you know teenager stuff. Yes I know Wilson and Barnes are not the smartest choice to prank.”

“Mr. Stark I’m so sorry…”

“Zip it kid. No Pepper I’m talking to Peter. Pepper no I got this. Pepper come on, Pepper!”

You were awake and aware but you didn’t want to open your eyes just yet, you still hurt.

“Mr. Stark…”

“I said zip it kid! You see Y/N’s condition? You want to know why the damage is so bad? Its because she’s not super like you. She doesn’t have special healing powers or super strength or resistance against a super soldier!”

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Service Dog Crash Course #1: Prospects

I’ve been wanting to sit down and do this for a while, but I keep putting it off because I have just absolutely not had enough spoons to write up a post.


I would really like to do a bit of a series on puppies, SD prospects, and training. Virtue comes home in a month, so I thought this would be a really good time to get started and get a training plan in place, and I figured why not share it with everyone so that maybe you guys can benefit from my mistakes. :’)

So first things first:

Picking out your SD prospect (and why you shouldn’t be like me)

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The new girl -volume 5- The coincidence


Jonathan Byers x reader

warnings: none

note: Y/n means your name and Y/Ln means your last name

You can send an ask to request more.

requested: no/yes

word count:888


I turn around and fall on the ground immediately, I let out a silent ooh, and look at my leg. I feel it and it’s probably broken. The boys are slowly getting near me and the one that is least shocked by what just happened says.

“I’m Lucas, this is Will, Mike and…”

“And Dustin, I’m Dustin, you were amazing, omg you were like a ninja, just like pow, pow, pow…”

“Yea thanks you saved us..we should get you out of here when he wakes up you won’t be able to fight again cuz your leg is really broken when you were…you know choking him he ran into a wall, and smash you against it, so it’s probably really badly injured. We were just going to Will house, we can take you there and his mom will know what to do, it’s not far away from here.” Says Mike, he’s really caring, but he also looks really sad about something else…I don’t know.

“Yea thanks, I’m Y/n by the way, I’m new.”

“We can see that, no Hawkins girl fights like this, maybe except…, forget it she only knows how to swing a bat and shoot a gun.”

“Shut up Dustin, let’s get out of here.” Lucas is starting to get anxious about all of this. Dustin and Lucas help me up and help me walk to the house. Mike and Will are trying to get the bikes to the house, two each.

We get to the house, its small but I like it, a dog runs towards us
The dog starts barking and I can hear a person trying to get to the door as fast as possible.
In the next moment, Wills mom runs out of the house towards us. When she sees me she stops for a brief moment.
“O..O my god who’s this, what have you boys been doing…Is she hurt, is she BLEEDING, I mean hi I’m Joyce… I mean Will your late again… What the hell is going on?”
I can hear loud punk rock music coming from the house, it’s not a big house but I like it it’s so cute.
“I am Y/n.”
“She’s the new girl, the one that just moved in she saved us from some bullies, some big ones too.” says Dustin.
“yea, yea they had a knife but she won anyway it was so cool.” says Lucas.
“Bullies, what bullies,…Let’s clean you up, get her inside boys I’m gonna get some bandages,” says Joyce still looking worried and anxious.
The boys help me inside and to the couch, that’s when Joyce returns and starts cleaning my wound and putting bandages on my arm.
“That’s all I can do, we should get you to the hospital, but I’m busy right now, I have a shift in 10 minutes, but my older son can take you…” she looks at will “go get him, Will, quick.”
“Yea sure, sure.” Will looks confused but he puts on a fake smile and wonders away, something is wrong with that boy.
The music in the other room stops and you can hear will talking about his mothers’ orders.
You can hear two people coming down the hall.
“Yea but who is it, who do I have to take to the hospital?” wait I know that voice.
“Jonathan?”  What on earth?
“Y/n???” He practically runs towards me and awkwardly tries to hold my leg but moves away when he remembers we are practically strangers.
“Who did this? Are you Ok, we need to get to the hospital NOW, where are my keys, MUM where are my KEYS?” He starts running around the house and then finds his keys in his pocket.
“So you two know each other?” Says Joyce awkwardly.
“Yes, I gave her a tour of the town… I mean school.”
“You? Who picked you?” say all the boys at the same time.
“YES, ME why is everybody so surprised by the fact?”
“o…no…we just thought….” the boys just laugh and look away.
He sighs and looks at me again.
“Let’s go, before you bleed to death.” he smiles. He realizes I can’t walk so he gets to the couch.
“er…can I… you know carry you to my car?” He blushes, I laugh.
“It would be my pleasure,” I say. The boys that were just observing the whole thing slowly look at each other.
He slowly and gently gets me off the couch and carries me to the car like I am made of glass. He’s making sure that he is not touching any areas of my body that could possibly be inappropriate. He tells one of the boys to open the car door and he softly gets me in the car.
He looks at me to check if he hurt me in any way and then fastly closes the door, so I wouldn’t think that he was looking at me for too long. I giggle and he gets to the front seat and starts the car.
“Are you Ok back there?”
I laugh “yea, yea everything perfect.”
“well ok then.” he says and puts on a tape.
“Better get you fixed.”
I laugh and he drives away.

anonymous asked:

Then that such a fanfic where Star, Tom and Marco are in Mewnie visiting the Castle of Star the two already are couple but, arrives the father of Tom of visit and then it is with the 3, he does not know of the relation of its son and Marco, he still thinks he's a princess boyfriend he wanted them to be together and that's why Tom was never able to tell that they broke up, so they start making comments about the two that may make them uncomfortable To Marco and Star, Tom is afraid

Okay! This was a lot of fun to write! I hope I read this right! I told you guys I’m not a good reader haha so I hope this is what you wanted! Enjoy! I hope you love it! I love you guys! And I like soap because it smells nice


“It’s a pleasure to see you again, Queen Moon.” Tom’s father greeted the queen. Despite her confusion for the visit, she showed hospitality to her guest. The underworld and Mewni had a non-aggression pact. But that did not make the allies, they didn’t like each other, so it made their arrangement fragile. Star grabbed Tom’s arm and pulled him aside.

“Tom! What is your father doing here?” Star demanded. Marco pulled her aside.

“Don’t yell at him, this type of thing makes him nervous.” Marco told her. He took Tom’s hand. “Is everything okay, Tom?” Marco asked. Tom turned to face his friends and rubbed the back of his head. He looked guilty.

“I may have been lying to my dad about… some things for a while now.” Tom admitted. Marco leaned forward.

“Like what?” He asked. Tom gulped.

“I-I… he seemed so impressed when I told him I was dating Star all that time ago and um… he seemed to think it was acceptable, and I didn’t want to get him mad! I meant to tell him but I thought he would be upset with me…” Tom played with his thumbs. He felt awful about what he did. “I should have said something.” He muttered.

“You never told your dad that me and you broke up?” Star asked, amazed. Tom shook his head.

“Tom, it’s okay.” Marco assured. Star nodded and tried to offer her friend some comfort.

“Yeah, we’re not angry. I get it, telling your parents stuff you think they’ll be mad at you for can be really scary.” She agreed. “You don’t have to feel guilty, we’ve all been there.” She assured. Tom smiled a tiny bit and looked up at his friends.

“Thanks guys.” He whispered.

“We can keep your secret, I don’t want to make your dad angry with you. A little lie never hurt anyone.” Star assured. Marco made a face but nodded.

“I can see this backfiring… but I don’t think getting your dad mad is a good idea either.” Marco agreed. The kids spun around when Moon and the king of Hell reentered the room. They were talking lively.

“And I think as long as they have been together, it’s the likely next step.” The king finished. Moon seemed concerned, and nervous, but willing to listen.

“Mom? What’s happening?” Star asked. Moon tried to smile.

“Star, dear. I was just politely disagreeing with the ruler of the underworld, as he thinks you and Tom have been dating for so long… that marriage is in order. But Lucifer I do think they are a bit young.” Moon told him. Tom and Star gasped and they both jumped back, exchanging looks. Star then shook her head.

“No, no, no, no, no- Sir.” She corrected. “Tom and I are fifteen! We can’t get married!” She cried. “That’s waaaay too young to get married, right?” She asked. Star then realized she wanted to keep their cover for Tom’s safety. “I love Tom! I do, he’s just…. Dating me is what we are.” She tried. “But I don’t think that um…” Star trailed off and Tom facepalmed.

“A consenting marriage at your age is in order. Moon, I expected more of you to say the least.” Lucifer said in a low tone.

“Lucifer, I cannot wed my daughter at the age of fifteen despite her unwillingness. I agree as a queen or princess there are things you must do, even if you don’t want to, but this is too much! She is– Tom is– a child!” Moon continued.

“Tom is a child who has fallen out of line, and I believe your daughter can fix that. She is a lovely well-rounded girl.” He added. Despite the seriousness of the situation all three of the kids stifled laughs.

“Well-rounded.” Marco giggled.

“No.” Moon insisted. Lucifer looked her in the eye and opened his mouth to say something more, but Tom interrupted.

“Dad! Star and I aren’t dating!” Tom cried. “Stop pressuring Moon, she doesn’t need to do this for me.” Tom told him.

“Excuse me?” Lucifer demanded.

“I… Star and I broke up a long time ago… she dumped me, I was scared you’d be mad… I-I tried t get her back so you’d be proud of me but I had to respect her choice and I… I’m dating Marco now.” Tom whispered this last part and an angry aura filled Lucifer. He looked down at his son with fury.

“You LIED TO ME!?!! You lied to me and disobeyed me! As well as an act of treason by becoming involved with a human!” His father screamed.

“I-I-I’m sorry I didn’t mean to-”

“ENOUGH!” Lucifer screamed and cut Tom off. The poor demon jumped and fell to the floor. Lucifer raised his fist and swung it down. Tom gasped and covered his face, but when no impact came he opened his eyes and saw Moon had stopped his father’s fist with her hand. She was very small compared to him, but it seemed to take no effort in overpowering him.

“You dare hurt a child in my kingdom? My domain?” She insisted. “Think about what you’re doing Lucifer, endangering your child, my child, and an innocent human in an outworld dimension. With our non-aggression pact as fragile as it is now, I suggest you not do that in front of my whole army.” She threatened.

Lucifer backed away and looked at his son, then the queen. He growled and looked away. He was about to leave through a portal before looking back at Tom. “I hope you know what you’ve done.” He warned, and left.

Marco helped Tom up and the demon didn’t waste any time. He dashed into Marco’s arms and he hugged the demon close. “I messed this all up! I made him angry, I made him yell at Queen Moon and I-” Tom pulled away and looked at Moon. “Queen Moon! I am so sorry! This is all my fault! He yelled at you and caused tension all because I couldn’t tell him the truth!” Tom cried. Moon hushed him and put a hand on his shoulder.

“It’s alright Tom.” She assured. “You were unsure, it’s okay.” Moon promised. She then gave him a little push back over to Marco and Tom ran into the human’s arms again. Marco smiled and held the demon, he looked over at the two Butterflys’ standing across from him and Marco smiled at them.

“Thank you both.”

Perks of Being a Loner - Dally Winston Imagine

A/N: I hope you all enjoy this! This imagine was inspired by prompt #35 from this prompt list! Also, I swear my titles get worse and worse

Word Count: 290

Warnings: Sex mention

Pairing: Dally Winston x Reader

“I give up,” I mumble. My friend dragged me to this party and then abandoned me so she could suck face with a greasy haired douchebag. I’ve tried to find her three times and after failing each time, I decide to accept my fate as a loner. Sitting on the couch, I pull up a book I had been reading on my phone and smirk when I realize the main characters are about to… Enjoy some alone time together.

I become immersed in the scandalous adventures of the main characters and am just getting to the climax of the scene when a blond sits down beside me and says, “I’m impressed.”

“With what?” I ask smoothly, not even bothering to take my eyes off of the story in front of me.

“Your ability to read erotica in public and not even smirk.” He takes a sip from his bottle of Jack and laughs when I finally a look up at him, a surprised look on my face. “Yeah, I read over your shoulder.”

“That’s rude,” I inform him. Shutting off my phone, I turn to face him. “I’m Y/N.”

“I’m Dallas. I’ve got to ask, why would you come to a party just to sit down and read smut? Does it give you a weird thrill?”

“I didn’t just come to read smut. My friend brought me and then ditched me for some guy.”

“Well, if you’re willing to put the mom-porn down and come with me, we can have some fun.”

Unable to help myself, I smile and nod. “Alright, but you’ve gotta buy me a drink.”

Dallas stands up with me and smirks. “You’ve got it.”

anonymous asked:

I followed for the ddadds funnies, stayed for the anon kiddos and fatherly advice. I've seen posts about people who are willing to be "Tumblr moms," supportive presences for those whose relationships with their moms may not be the best. I'd never seen a dad equivalent. It warms my heart! Thanks, dads!

It warms our hearts to hear things like this, thank you, from all of us!

- Dad Michalis.


Lena Luthor Appreciation Week - Day [6/7]
↳ Favorite Scene or Episode

My favorite episode in 2x12 and this is my absolute favorite scene. 

I think we sometimes tend to overlook the obvious emotional abuse that Lena has gone through in her childhood and most likely into her adult years. We know that Lillian always hated her. And that she uses her love and affection to get Lena to do something. To manipulate her. We see examples of this in 2x08 and 2x12. She’s never been good enough to please her mom. We don’t know her relationship with Lionel besides her being Lionel’s favorite, but that doesn’t really tell us anything about the nature of the relationship. 

Plus, Lionel is dead. Lillian is still around. And I think Kara was right to a degree, Lillian is still her mom. There’s always going to be some part of Lena, even if it is a microscopic part, that wants Lillian’s acceptance. But every time she has the chance to gain it, even if it is used in a manipulative way, she always gives it up to follow her heart. She recognizes that Lillian is evil. And that isn’t what Lena wants to be. Despite all of the pressures of being a Luthor and all the expectations that she’ll be evil. Destined to be just another Luthor. 

And I think this scene highlights all of what is great about Lena’s character perfectly. There is no reason besides her own willpower for her to refuse to help Lillian. She could easily comply and still be considered the victim in the situation. If there is even anyone who would believe her in the first place. She knows that she probably can’t escape. Not with Cyborg Superman and Metallo there. And that Lillian isn’t above using force to get what she wants. Lena doesn’t know Kara has been in her corner the entire time. She thinks she’s on her own. She could have helped her mom to take the easy way out, even against her own wishes, because there is no other feasible option. 

But she didn’t. She had to be forced to put her hand on that pad. Even when Cyborg Superman was restraining her, she resisted. And she told her mom no. Standing up to someone who has emotionally abused you for probably most of your life isn’t easy. And believing that no one will stand up for you, because she had, by all accounts, escaped jail for a crime that, although she had been framed for, everyone believed she had committed. She was willing to buck her mom simply because she knows Lillian is evil. And because she wants to do the right thing. She takes the hard way out beside it’s the right thing to do. 

That’s what is special about Lena’s character. That’s why she is so beloved. And I really question people who can’t see that. 

I know this isn’t Big Brother related but I’m incredibly desperate.

I met a dog visiting a shelter this week. No intention of adopting, I was with a friend, honestly we just wanted to play with some puppies or something, kill some time. But I ran across a dog. A very precious sweet dog. His description describes him as very shy and quiet. He had to even endure a special training/program that adjusted him to the bustling environment of a shelter because he was so shy.

Despite his sweetness, the fact that he is shy is making it very difficult for him to be adopted. A shy dog in a loud chaotic environment only equals an even more shy dog which makes it hard for his personality to shine. When I saw him that night, they told me he arrived there from another shelter in the hope that he would have a better chance at being adopted. He was at a special discounted price (the cheapest dog in there in fact) in the hope that someone would give in and adopt him. When I saw him he was exactly as described. Shy, quiet…you’d say something to him, he’d look up at you but that was about as much of a response as one would get. I watched people pass him easily for cute puppies or dogs that would lick their finger through the gate and wag their tail.

I don’t know what happened, but I connected with him. It was very special. With my whole heart and something in my gut told me, he was mine. No intention of adopting a dog, we locked eyes and I felt it in my heart we were meant to be together. I’m not trying to be cheesy. With a semi-difficult childhood, I am known to have a very rational head on my shoulders, I’m not at all impulsive. I am known to be calculated, practical and not give up a lot of emotion to much. But something about him pulled me in from my core. He belongs with me, he softened my heart tremendously.

I went home with him consistently in my thoughts. I thought about him so much, I convinced my friend we had to go back in the morning. We went to the dog kennels and didn’t see him. I asked a worker who’s response was “Oh, you mean the dog that’s been here forever? Yeah let me see.” One checking system would say one thing, another checking system said another. It took them thirty minutes to find out why they couldn’t find him. He was on a bus to ANOTHER shelter (his third or fourth shelter) in the hope that he will get adopted in a new location. He was here at this shelter “too long”. I demanded to know where he was going and they told me a sister shelter. I go home, call his new shelter and ensure that he will be ready for me to see him this weekend.

Meanwhile, I let my parents know of this dog and how connected I am to him. I express my desire to adopt him, I ensure them of my ability to take care him. They have no doubt that I can, I have paid for college entirely by myself and continue to, my transportation, my food, contributed to bills and rent since age 16. I recently got promoted that included a raise beyond my wildest dreams. Beyond living with my parents, I am entirely and 100% independent and have been for years.

They have concerns. Mostly surrounding our condo. Obviously when you are renting a space and you have pets you have to be really cautious of potential damages caused by pets etc. It can be a lot of money to fork over for damaging a rental. My dad is also concerned the dog will take up too much space. Granted, we are a family of five living in a relatively small condo. I understand why he would be wary however five is soon to be four, my sister is moving out in a month.

As of right now, my mom is willing to agree with whatever my dad says and right now my dad says no. After some hard arguing and discussion, he is still no but he is willing to see the dog. I plan to take my dad to visit him on Sunday.

Literally the only thing I am asking for, the only point of this post, is good wishes. 

I really really really need this meeting between the dog and my dad to go amazingly well. If you believe in prayer, please please pray for me. If not, send good wishes, intentions, hopes, vibes…anything. Please, help this poor deserving dog get a home and please help me unite with my companion simply by offering good thoughts in the world. If not for me, wish that this dog gets loving home. Pray that if I can’t have him, that I will easily find someone to take him in or someone will stumble upon him soon and feel the way I felt. That’s all I want. 

I wouldn’t be writing this if my heart wasn’t breaking in half. I wouldn’t be writing this if that dog didn’t deserve to find a home. Please. All I’m asking for is a wish and a good thought sent my way and sent his. I’m sorry for disrupting the tag.

Thank you.

angrilyangers  asked:

Can you do a Bridge to Terrabithia au if you've read the book? Maybe Will as Jesse and Nico as Leslie? Im prepared for angst

ive seen the movie so i hope its pretty much the same as the book ((also thanks a lot for putting me in this mindset u better be prepared for the angst bc i can get pretty angsty ok))

im putting this under a cut bc nobody needs to see this if theyre not emotionally prepared

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Playing with Fire pt. 6

Originally posted by rapnamu

Pairing: Min Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Gang AU

Other parts: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5

Author’s Note:  Part 6 for ya! There’s a chance that I won’t upload part 7 next Friday simply because I need to re-evaluate the direction of the story and make sure I’ve got all my ducks in a row! If that happens then I will either have another part of Girl Meets Evil up, or a one shot, orrr who knows! Haha! Anyway, enjoy! <3

The bright sunlight that broke through your curtains the next day was completely unforgivable, and you stirred from your sleep in complete discontent. 

The pounding in your head only intensified as you became more and more aware, and you groaned lowly at the pain. So this is what it feels like to have a hangover? You weren’t impressed, nor did you think a night of fun was worth this kind of aggravation. Honestly. How could people do this every night? You felt terrible.

Groaning again, you squinted against the light that flooded into your room. You tried to begin the process of sitting up but winced. Your body felt heavy and sore, like you had done some kind of challenging labor last night. Was this part of the hangover? Or something completely different? You didn’t know and since you couldn’t remember much of last night, you weren’t sure what else could be contributing to this pain.

“Don’t move too fast.” A voice to your right caused for you to jump in surprise. “It’ll make your headache worse.”

Don’t move?

You didn’t even want to breath. You knew exactly whose voice that was, and you were confused as to why the hell he was in your bed. You still had your clothes on, so that meant nothing inappropriate happened right? Hopefully not. Damn, you obviously had a lot to drink because you didn’t wake up once during the middle of the night. If you had, you surely would’ve noticed him.

Gripping tightly on the blanket that covered your body, you didn’t move nor did you speak. You were playing back the events of last night in your head to try and remember what happened. Lisa and Rose had convinced you to go to a BTS party, with the help of V, Jimin, and J-Hope. You had way too many drinks. Jungkook did something to make you mad. You left in anger. And after that, everything was hazy.

Pulling the blanket up so that it rested underneath your eyes, you stayed frozen as Suga sat up, ruffling his already messy hair. Sniffling, he didn’t say anything right away, taking a moment to wake up.

“What’s up with you?” He finally asked, sliding out of the bed to retrieve his shoes.

“Uhh…” You muttered. “Soo.. w-wha.. I mean you…” You’ve never been in this position before, so you were feeling awkward. You were sure Suga wasn’t the type of guy to use you being completely wasted to his advantage. 

Blinking at you, Suga shook his head as if he was embarrassed for you. He knew what you were trying to say. “Nothing happened. You ran into some perverted guys, I helped you out, and then walked you home. You let me crash here because it was late…. and you were drunk off your ass.” He grinned, finding the fact that you had been drunk a bit hilarious. It’s not something you’d expect from one of the school’s top students.

“Ohh well… thanks…?” You didn’t mean to sound so unsure, but Lisa and Rose haven’t even slept over at your house. Even if you had been drunk, you still couldn’t believe you let Suga sleep in the same bed as you.

Climbing out of the bed, you noticed that you were wearing a jacket that wasn’t yours. Frowning, you didn’t even want to think about where you got this. There were so many scenarios that your brain completely overlooked the one that made the most sense.

“It was chilly last night, so I gave you my jacket and hat.” Suga said as if reading your mind, motioning to the beanie on your head. 

“Ohh.” You looked down at the floor. It sure sounded like he had taken care of you last night. How embarrassing. He was probably annoyed that he had to babysit you since you obviously couldn’t handle your alcohol.

“Anyway, thanks for letting me crash here but I’m gonna head out.” Not even waiting for you to say anything, he unlocked your bedroom door and left.

Just like that.

No wave.

No proper goodbye. 

He was just gone.

Something about his departure felt way too familiar. Way too surreal, and you didn’t like it.

Your mother walking out on you and your dad wasn’t something you liked to think about, and Yoongi leaving had oddly reminded you of when she did the same thing. Your dad had been at the work the day she packed up all her things and left. She didn’t tell you goodbye, give you a hug, or anything. You had been a young girl at the time, so of course you didn’t understand it back then. 

Now, being older, you could fully process how absolutely selfish your mother had been. You ended up loathing her for that and even though Yoongi wasn’t leaving you like she had, you couldn’t help but to want some kind of reassurance that you’d see him again.

“Hey, wait!” You called out after standing in silence for a few seconds, and you hurried after him. You took the stairs two at a time, ignoring the dull ache in your legs. Seeing that he wasn’t downstairs, you rushed to pull open the front door. You were in such a hurry that you didn’t stop to gather yourself before flying out of the house and right into the back of Min Yoongi.

“Yah, Y/N,” the boy complained as he stumbled forward, having just stepped out of the house. Straightening himself out, he turned to face you.

You realized he was probably waiting for you to explain why you had come running after him like some kind of mad woman

“Oh! Don’t forget your jacket and hat.” You quickly said, reaching up to grab the beanie. However, Suga lifted a hand to stop you, his hand coming to rest on top of one of yours.

"Keep them." 

Unsure of what to say, you simply stared at him. Your heart pounded heavily in your chest, and you could feel the butterflies gathering in your stomach. It hadn’t even been that much of a touch, but it had you feeling like this. 

Dropping his hand to his side, he kept his eyes on you. “Can I ask you something?”

You nodded your head. You didn’t want to say no and have to deal with the attitude he’d give you later on. Plus, whatever he wanted to ask, it couldn’t be too bad.

"Last night, you mentioned something about your mom and your dad.” It’s been bugging him ever since you mentioned it, and he knew he wouldn’t be able to stop thinking about it until he talked to you. “You said that your mom left because your dad was too mean to her.”

You resisted the urge to flinch at the mention of your dad and mom. You don’t talk about your home life a lot when you’re sober. But of course you’d bring it up when you’re drunk. Obviously, you were going to have to stay clear of alcohol from now on. You don’t want to end up saying something you’ll regret.

“Is he that way towards you?” His face was serious as he watched you carefully. It was clear that he was looking for some kind of sign that would tell him if you were speaking the truth or not. He cared about you and just wanted to make sure you were okay.

“No, no, of course not,” you lied and shook your head. You wanted to tell him the truth, but you couldn’t. “My parents had marital problems that my mom wasn’t willing to work out. So she left.” You said as nonchalantly as possible, hoping that answer would suffice.

It seemed to for now. Though, you weren’t sure if he believed you one hundred percent or not. It’s hard for you to read him sometimes. 

He took a step closer to you, and his eyes ran over your face as he took in your features. Stopping on your lips, he frowned. He was reminded of Ravi and his friends putting their hands on you, and it nearly made him angry all over again. They’re lucky that he didn’t do worse to them.

“Your lip is busted. Put some ice on it so it doesn’t swell up too much.” He told you, and you nodded your head again. Content, for now, he flicked some mint green hair out of his eyes and turned away from you.  

“I’ll see you at school.” He said before heading down the steps of the porch.

“Oh and Y/N?” He looked over his shoulder at you, smirking a little. 

“Try to stay out of trouble.”