yeah i hope this happens

I just…I just can’t even believe how amazing that episode was? So we have:

  • Mac openly talking about how he’s worried if his sexuality is bothering his best friend and trying to start an open dialogue with his other best friend about it
  • Dennis finally admitting he has feelings, BIG feelings (and apparently they hurt which is something I could have gone without but beggars can’t be choosers)
  • Mac getting Dennis his first Valentine’s Day present and it’s the one thing he wanted more than anything else in the world and Mac fucking knew it because Dennis is his best friend and he knows him better than anyone excuse me while I go sob
  • DENNIS ADMITTING HE HAS FEELINGS I need to say it again because it’s just so wonderful
  • The Macdennis was strong in this episode, as was Serial Killer!Dennis (so I was a pretty happy camper especially since they came together in the most marvelous way)
  • Hell, there was even some Chardee, which I something I can always appreciate
  • Also, Dee was amazing, just throwing that out there
  • We didn’t have soft-hair!Mac, but we did get swoopy-hair!Dennis, so I think it evened out
  • Dennis was Mac’s Valentine. And the look on Mac’s face when Dennis opened the crate and found the RPG was beautiful. As was Dennis’ face when he saw his very first present, second only to his breaking voice and watering eyes
  • “I love it. You figured out the one thing I wanted more than anything else in the entire world, and you got it for me, and it’s perfect” <– That is a fucking canon quote and you can rip it from my cold dead fingers
  • [during sex]
  • Hinata: NARUTO!
  • Naruto: SASUKE!
  • Hinata: ...
  • Naruto: ...
  • Hinata: ...
  • Naruto: I can explain
  • Naruto: It's a habit
  • Hinata: What?
  • Naruto: No, wait. What I mean is- the only person who shouts my name like that is Sasuke and I usually shout his name too, like, when we fight
  • Hinata: Why?
  • Naruto: I don't know. It's kind of our thing. We've been doing it for years.
  • Naruto: Well, not doing IT, you know, not like we just did. But that name thing, 'it.' I'm not in love with him, I swear! At least, not the same way I'm in love with you.
  • Hinata: Naruto
  • Naruto: I mean, we only kissed once, and it was totally an accident.
  • Hinata: Naruto
  • Naruto: Or, twice, unless you count that other time-
  • Hinata: NARUTO!
  • Naruto: SASUK- Hinata, I meant to say Hinata, see? It's like a reflex.
  • Hinata: Go sleep on the couch while I think about this relationship.
  • Naruto: Fine, but can I ask you something?
  • Hinata: *hopeful* Yes?
  • Naruto: By 'this relationship,' did you mean yours and mine or mine and Sasuke's?
  • Hinata: Get out.

To be perfectly honest, I actually think this period of time after the first season of Yuri On Ice ended is a really exciting one.

If you think about it, season 2 is being planned and discussed as we speak. Not literally, of course, but it’s being created as we sit here in the darkness.

What’s more is that this is the time when the creators are gauging the reactions of the fans and trying to predict their wishes for the future season. Which in practice means that this is the period of time when the creators realize that they needn’t “hold back” with the gay relationship because, let‘s be honest here, 90% of the reactions to Victuuri were positive.

And considering Kubo’s attitude towards fan responses

I think we can be hopeful.

So yeah, even if not much is happening now that the first season ended, I do think that these are exciting times because our love and appreciation for the show are indirectly shaping its future story.

anonymous asked:

How sexist is the Fire Nation? It's interesting to see how they have female soldiers in the main islands, but don't have any on the invasion forces. This seems to be a reference to Total War, World-War-style societies, where women and old men held the Home Front, and these were pretty sexist societies... although much less sexist than even a few decades before.

Tbh I hadn’t quite thought about it that way. I had thought about the fact that I can’t name any high-ranked women in the army, though. You have a great point with that, though. I do reckon the Fire Nation was progressing in regards of equality for the sexes, but they’re not 100% there yet by ATLA’s time.

Goddammit, I know I’ve ranted about the softcore sexism in the Fire Nation before, but I can’t find the post. Linking you to it would have been a lot more useful than going on about it again, but what the heck. I guess I’ll have to do it again after all! :’D Brace yourself! Long post!

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anonymous asked:

Am I the only one not wanting a Richonne baby? Honestly I feel like some people want a Richonne baby as a sort of Verification that Richonne is end game. They already have Judith and Carl who both love Michonne very much and vice versa. I just don't see Michonne getting pregnant before all out war begins. Plus Richonne is here to stay with or without a baby. Some people are using it as a fetish because interracial couples always make the 'cutest babies with blue eyes and nice skin' like🤔

I know you sent this before the quote from Andy came out (what kinda timing? haha), but I wanted to hold off since everyone was celebrating yesterday. But I kind of agree, I still don’t want a Richonne baby right now. I don’t know what people’s reasoning is for wanting it; some people just like babies, I guess. (I’m not really one of those people, lol.) But you’re probably right on some level.

Still, I do enjoy the idea of them helping to repopulate the world (and us getting to see them practice 👀); I just don’t think it makes a lot of sense to actively try and have a baby now.

It’d be cool if that’s something they discuss in 7B, and agree that that’s what they want for the future. But Maggie is already pregnant through all this, and they’re not exactly handling that so great, so I don’t really want the same kind of storyline for Michonne. Like I mentioned, it would be ideal for me if S9 were to open with their little one sitting at the kitchen table. Or maybe a 9 months pregnant Michonne. But anytime during All Out War would be… a lot.

So I was at a friend’s birthday party yesterday and there roughly 20 people, half of which I didn’t know at all. But most of them real hardcore nerds probably, mostly Mtg players.

We went out to get some food together and I sat next to a 30 something year old teacher and I was nervous af because of my social anxiety and all.
Suddenly in mid conversation with someone she shouts across the table to some dude, telling him he should just ‘fucking watch Voltron because it’s such a good show.’

My anxiety was gone, I had a topic, I said too ‘yeah damn watch that show its amazing.’ We looked at each other and I asked her if she was done with Season two yet and she said yes it was amazing but she was sad about Keith and Lance not interacting as much after the second half of the season.

I’m like, yeah I hope that will happen in S3 I love them both a lot, she says “oh don’t tell me you ship them”
I’m dumbstruck at first, then tell her the only thing I do is draw Klance fanart recently and I have charms of both of them on my car keys.
She lights up immediately, says “yo same!” and we proceed to discuss characters and analyse the whole show and we ended up scrolling through my art tag and keep talking about the show the whole time, trying to explain to her boyfriend while it’s such a good show.

i dont quite know where i was going with this wall of text, but I was genuinely happy to have met a random person and be able to throw my social issues aside in an instant with geeking out about a show and characters that almost nobody around me irl really cares about all that much and just, it seemed surreal but I was very very happy.


Can you imagine a young Sherlock Holmes running around with an eye patch and a toy sword and he keeps jumping on the sofa (his pirate ship) and trying to tackle Mycroft (his hostage from an enemy ship) and while his parents think it’s cute that he’s having fun his energy levels are getting problematic so they buy him books on pirates where he learns about telescopes and so his parents buy him one (if he promises to behave) and he eventually starts to use it to be observant and look closely at things. He builds up a catalogue in his head of little things he notices and his pirate books become more history and science and then computing and as he reaches late teens he starts reading criminal psychology and solving cases and even though he’s an adult he still has his first little telescope in a neat wooden box somewhere In his old room in his parents house.

so i saw a post reacting to my rant and it basically said i was saying Sans is an awful person, and shit like that, and ugh that kinda gave me a super bad taste in my mouth, because??? no?? i never said that.

anyway, so here’s another rant on ~Sans~

also, if the person who posted that (you probably know who you are?) see this, i’m in no way calling you out, or angry with you! your feelings are totally valid, and tone is kinda hard to read over text, so, yanno.

(also i’m not linking to their post, bc i don’t want them to get any kind of asks about it. like. no thanks sir.)


so first of, Sans is a flawed character. he’s not perfect, heck, he has a lot more flaws than he has good qualities. (which is very relatable, tbh. like, same Sans. same.)

Sans is lazy; like, this has nothing what so ever to do with his depression, though it most definitely hasn’t helped. Sans is just, in general, a lazy ass person, which, again. #relatable

as we all know, Sans won’t fight you, unless you kill literally everything you can get your hands on. like, that is not something an unlazy-person would do, i’m sorry.

he spends pretty much the whole game asleep; he doesn’t help Frisk in any way, shape, or form, even though he promised Toriel he would. like, you can’t argue with this. Sans doesn’t do anything, and that’s fine?? i love this shitty ass goblin who sleeps constantly, and makes jokes at your expense. it’s a mirror to Papyrus intense desire to help, and it’s really neat characterization.

from what we can gather, Sans rarely does anything- Papyrus has to poke and prod and drag him into stuff, and sure, Sans says that he isn’t lazy, that “it’s the farthest thing from the truth,” but here’s where action speaks a lot louder than words, and damn it Sans, you’re kind of self-centered.

(which Papyrus is too.)

also, because @uselessundertalefacts​ just pointed it out: yes, we know Sans does stuff. read bedtime stories, has that telescope, a lot of things, actually. but: we only hear about them. and, look, here’s the thing: if you like something, you’re more likely to do it.

Sans likes going to Grillby. he likes reading bedtime stories for Papyrus, he likes playing pranks, and look. i’m lazy. i’m so god damn lazy, but i still do those kind of lowkey stuff i like to do. yes, it’s something he does, but it doesn’t negate the fact that he’s lazy.

like, if it doesn’t take too much energy, it’s fine. going to Grillby’s is literally just a teleport away. Papyrus is the center of his universe, so yes, he’s going to do anything and everything for him.

look, some of the reason he doesn’t do a lot is his depression. but some of it, is because he is lazy. and that’s not a bad thing? like, it’s just a character trait.

and okay, passing on from that thread, because we can defo talk a lot about that, let’s just. go onto something else, namely: Sans, and his behavior towards Papyrus.

(also, a little segment i had to delete, but i feel still has a good point: it’s implied that Sans is working on the machine. yes, i agree that he probably have something to do with it, but it’s kind of a forgotten project, wouldn’t you say? it’s covered up, pushed into a corner, and that’s.. not really the sign of someone working day and night on it.)

anyway: Sans and Papyrus.

Sans loves Papyrus. like, this is a fact, it’s so god damn obvious and in your face, there is no disagreeing on this.

but. but.

just because you love someone doesn’t mean you’re doing what’s best for them.

it’s not something you’re aware of. not really. sure, you know you do it- you know that maybe, it’s not the best idea ever, but you don’t get it, because you’re not that person.

Sans lies to Papyrus. Sans lies a lot to Papyrus, and that’s hurting Papyrus. it hurts Papyrus when Sans lies about shit, and that’s not something we can argue about.

Papryus isn’t a kid.

but! just because Sans is hurting Papyrus, it doesn’t mean he’s a bad person.

Sans is lying to Papyrus because he’s trying to protect him. it’s dumb, yes, but Sans just wants to keep Papyrus happy, and that’s… not a dumb thing.

Sans loves Papyrus so much. Papyrus is literally his whole world, and yeah, maybe that’s not such a good thing, but that’s how it is. that doesn’t make Sans an awful person.

hell, that doesn’t even make Sans a burden on Papyrus. he’s just a bit self-centered, a bit too caught up in himself. Papyrus loves Sans too, remember, and that doesn’t go away just because Sans has a bad habit of lying.

hell, none of this has anything to do with his depression. it’s all because of his own character flaws: Sans is, at heart, a tiny bit too easily caught up in himself, which is understandable. you have to put yourself first, always, because you have to take care of yourself first.

in fact, some of it does lie on Papyrus- he should tell Sans, instead of just accepting it with a smile. but Papyrus is just as afraid of burdening Sans, as Sans is afraid of burdening Papyrus, and yeah, they’re kind of both dumb that way.

so yes, Sans is kind of a jerk, but he’s not an awful person, and i feel like i suddenly have to stress that. maybe because i rant so much about Sans, pretty much always negative, but that’s because there’s so many issues in how people see him.

canon!Sans is a good person. he’s a bit of a jerk, yeah, but he’s still a good person, and i don’t know why anyone would ever think otherwise.

Part 1 /Part 2

ハッピーバレンタイン!!This is super random. And late. But it will get even better. Look forward to part 2 like i’m lauging already.

AU: end her suffering party night version by @gator-ally


1/? Idols who do not deserve the harassment they get: Yoo Sungoh (24k) 

“I’ve heard that a lot among Korean fans as well but especially among international K-Pop fans. People even ask me if we’re brothers or if he (Taehyung)  was a long lost twin. But I want to be known and unique as Sungoh of 24K.”

What’s next for Bonnie Bennett?

So, I’m sure this is the biggest question we’re all supposed to be asking after Enzo’s tragic death (RIP). I have a theory about what’s in store for Bonnie with this storyline and how her story might end. 

Before I jump into it I have it issue a few disclaimers:

1. I don’t actually watch TVD lol the only time I’ve ever even watched even part of a season was the beginning of season 6 and I barely lasted a few episodes. Everything I know is from talking to actual fans, independent research, and watching youtube clips of some scenes. I’m giving this disclaimer because not watching means I’m not 100% about all the mythology and what not so there is a chance I’m missing something or I have interpreted something wrong. 

2.I ship bonenzo and I don’t actually care about anything else but bonnie and bonenzo

3. This is purely conjecture so read at your own risk. I have zero faith in the TVD writers, however I like to think that Bonnie isn’t going to be the only person screwed over in the finale, so for the sake of my sanity I have to be optimistic. Basically none of this will happen, some if it will, or they might shock the hell out of all of us and almost all of it will happen. So again, read at your own risk. 

Now that that’s out of the way here’s my theory: 

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the walking dead gif battle » @grrrrrimes​ vs valramorghulis
2) favorite season: SEASON 5

When I was a kid I asked my grandpa once if he ever killed any Germans in the war. He wouldn’t answer. He said that was grown-up stuff, so I asked if the Germans ever tried to kill him. But he got real quiet. He said he was dead the minute he stepped into enemy territory. Every day he woke up and told himself, “Rest in peace. Now get up and go to war.” And then after a few years of pretending he was dead he made it out alive. That’s the trick of it, I think. We do what we need to do and then we get to live. (…) I know we’ll be okay. Because this is how we survive. We tell ourselves that we are the walking dead.

au for @everythingelsegoesherethen: dean winchester owns the marauders’ map and uses it to make sure he and castiel always ‘accidentally’ meet at strange times.

Since he became a Prefect at the beginning of his fifth year, Castiel Novak has dealt with a lot of troublemakers who clearly just haven’t read the Hogwarts rulebook.

Dean Winchester is not one of these.

Dean Winchester is clever. He knows exactly what he’s doing. He’s read the handbook and

And he never, ever gets caught.

Which is why Castiel is confused when he apprehends Dean for the third time in a month, trying unsuccessfully to get into a secret passage out of the school that Cas /knows he knows exactly how to access. And yet he’s tapping all over the one-eyes witch with his wand, cluelessly trying every combination of “Let me in!” that he can, acting for all the world as though he’s under some kind of Confundus charm.

He turns the light of his wand on Dean, and Dean turns around, doing a very good job of pretending to be startled.

“Dean Winchester?”

“Yeah, that’s me,” the boy grins, blushing and looking down at the floor but not seeming at all upset that he’s just been caught breaking five school rules at once.

“Yes, well, you’re out of bed after lights out, you’re messing with school property and you’re using magic in the corridors.” Cas is a little flustered and he can’t even explain why, but he still manages to tick at least some of the offenses off on his fingers.

“I /am? Oh, man, Cas, I’m so sorry. And I promise you it won’t happen again.” Dean is all mock-apologetic as he claps Cas on the shoulder and starts to walk away down the corridor.

“F-five points from Gryffindor!” Cas calls after him in a shaky voice.

This becomes a recurring problem. The following week, Cas runs into Dean in the restricted section of the library without a note giving him permission to be there. A few days later, he catches Dean in the act when he’s just about to set off a whole box of Weasleys’ Wizard Wheezes fireworks. Another time, he finds Dean on the Quidditch pitch after dark when it’s supposed to be locked up, flying loops just to show off. Sometime after that, Cas goes to take a bath in the Prefects’ bathroom at the end of a long day, and he finds the tub already overflowing with bubbles, Dean in a pair of red swimming shorts lazily swimming laps.

And for some reason it’s always harder for Cas to keep his cool around Dean that it is around anyone else. Usually he’ll dole out detentions without even blinking;the whole school respecting his authority, but something about this kid has him barely remembering the name of the red and gold house that he’s supposed to be taking points from. It /irks him, because he was given the Prefect position for a /reason, and he’s supposed to be unbiased and impartial and above such things.

After all this has been going on for a good few months, and Cas is no closer to figuring out what exactly is going on in Dean Winchester’s unfairly pretty head, he finds a piece of parchment on the floor. It’s on his normal patrol route, but not on a main corridor - it’s on one of the back routes that only Cas is responsible for walking down on his shift after lights out. It’s placed right in the middle of the corridor where Cas is guaranteed to see it. Almost as though it was left especially for him.

He picks it up. It looks blank at first, but when he unfolds it, he sees that it’s a map - an incredibly detailed map of the whole of Hogwarts castle, every room drawn, Cas believes, perfectly to scale, labelled in calligraphy, every secret passage and hidden entryway marked. Not only that, but the map is enchanted, constantly moving, staircases twisting their way through the halls in what Cas suspects is real time, and most importantly of all, tiny sets of footprints making their way through the castle halls, each with a name attached to them. Cas spots his own name next to his own footprints, which are still in the exact spot that he’s in.

He takes a step forward, and the footprints move with him.

Most of the spots are clustered in the common rooms and dormitories at this time of night; just a few Prefects and professors wandering up and down the corridors. But Cas has a sneaking suspicion he knows who this map belongs to, and the person doesn’t seem to be in the Gryffindor boys’ dormitories where he should be. Against his will, Cas finds his eyes skating over the map, looking for the potential offender.

Dean Winchester’s spot is pacing the Tallest Astronomy Tower.

Of course, none of this necessarily means that the map /actually corresponds to where people actually are. It could just be an example. Could be everyone is placed randomly and doesn’t move, no matter where they really are.

Which, of course, explains why Cas is already walking purposefully towards the Astronomy tower, taking each set of stairs two at a time, checking the map every few seconds to make sure Dean is still in the same place.

He reaches the door to the tower, and he’s not even completely conscious of why he’s doing it, but he runs a hand through his hair to fluff it up and he straightens his blue and bronze tie before he walks inside.

Dean’s there, as predicted, no longer pacing but standing in the center of the room - waiting for him? The tower is open to the heavens - not like the Great Hall, not like an enchanted version of the sky, but actually open, the summer night stars glinting down and reflecting off of magical lights that have been conjured and left to hover all around the edge of the circular tower room, a light breeze ruffling Cas’ robes as he steps towards Dean, noticing that the usually bare wooden floor is scattered with large, puffy gold and bronze cushions.

Cas holds out the map. “I think this is yours.”

Dean takes it from him, not at all surprised to see Cas there. “Don’t think it’s really anyone’s. Thing kind of has a mind of its own. But yes, I’ve been using it for a while.”

“Tell me something?” Cas asks. “You just admitted this is yours. With this you can see anyone coming at any time, you can always stay one step ahead of any professor or prefect, you never have to get found out by anyone. But you keep letting me catch you. Why?“

"That depends,” Dean says with a smirk. “Why’d you bring the map back instead of handing it into a professor? Seems like it’s a contraband object. Seems like I /should get in trouble.”

Cas opened his mouth to retort to that, but realized he didn’t have anything to say. Why /had he come here? Dean was right, after all. His first instinct, as a Prefect with designs on Head Boy at some point in the future, should have been to turn the object over to a member of staff. His mind shouldn’t even necessarily have jumped to Dean. But it had, and now he was here.

“Alright. That aside, why’d you wait for me? Why’d you pick a specific place, here, that you have /no reason to be and just pace around hoping I’d show up to find you?”

Dean spluttered, but quickly recovered. “Why’d you look for me on the map? Why’d you stare at it for so long that you saw where I was in the first place?”

“Why’d you decorate? The stars, the lights, the cushions? Why’d you set this all up for a special occasion?”

They stared at each other for a while, breathing heavily, waiting for the other one to be the first to break.

Cas cracked, and Dean gave up at the same moment, and then he both of them were lunging towards each other, Dean grabbing Cas by the tie he’d just straightened, pulling it askew, Cas fisting both of his hands in Dean’s robes, both yanking the other towards them, crashing their lips together so hard that it was almost painful when they met, their bodies falling into each other, their teeth clashing and their noses bumping and when they pull apart, they both tumble down onto the pile of cushions they’ve set up and /now Cas understands why they’re there, /now it makes sense because their landing is soft and they can reach for each other again immediately, both of them lying on their sides in the heap of fluffy pillows, kissing each other over and over and over again, each one making their lips tingle. Over time, as they grow used to the feeling, the kisses become slower, softer, more languid, and the hooded eyes when they pull away from each other are less from desire and more from tiredness, and they’re both sure they’d be happy to sleep here.

"So, what? You’ve been risking detention and house points for Gryffindor and your reputation as someone who never gets caught just to… just to get my attention?” Cas asks finally, propping himself up on one elbow.

Dean tugs him back down and kisses him again. “Well, you’re risking your Prefect position right now. But I feel like you always have to risk a little something to get the best things in life.”

And between holding hands on long walks by the lake, between screaming themselves hoarse together at Quidditch matches, between feeding each other Bertie Botts’ Every Flavour Beans while studying in the library, and between many, many more long nights in the Astronomy tower, Cas learns that as frustrating and complicated as he is; Dean is definitely one of the best things in his life.

ifheartscouldfly  asked:

♦: Slow dancing + larry (sorry I couldn't help myself asdskj)

“Wait,” Harry said, putting his mug away. “You’re joking right now, aren’t you?”

“I’m not joking, Harry,” Louis answered, not able to stop his eyes from rolling. “I just think ‘s stupid.”

Leaning backwards, Harry rested against the kitchen counter and raised his brow a bit before asking:

“How is it stupid?”

Louis made a frustrated noise. It was supposed to sound like a growl, Harry guessed, but in reality it made Louis look similar to a little cat. The long-haired man bit his tongue to keep that comment to himself. It would piss his fiance even more and Harry had a mission to complete. He needed to know why Louis was so averse.

“Oh come on! It’s the most unpleasant feeling in the world!” The smaller man threw his arms in the air. “Everyone is watching you, literally growing stronger when they sense how uncomfortable you are. It’s like you’re their prey and they just wait until you trip and make an idiot of yourself.”

Biting the inside of his cheek, Harry tried to stop a giggle.

“You can tell? You’ve done it before?” he asked, getting another annoyed huff.

“Yes, Harold. I’ve been married six times already. I’ve murdered all of my spouses because they kept asking stupid questions.”

That time the taller man wasn’t able to stop a chuckle and Louis unamused expression made him laugh even harder.

“Ok, ok,” Harry said, trying to calm down, “no more stupid questions. Can I just say something?”

Lou opened his mouth, probably to disagree, but Harry ignored him and continued:

“Are you against the idea of the first dance because you can’t dance and you’re afraid that you won’t be able to do this?”

“Tha- That was a question.” Louis pointed out weakly. “And it also was an obvious and completely ridiculous lie. Of course this is not the reason. The reason is that first dances are just fucking dumb.”

Pushing himself off the kitchen counter, Harry closed the distance between him and Louis. He stopped by the island where Louis was sitting. It took a while before his fiance did him the honour and looked up at him, but Harry waited patiently. When that had finally happened, the long-haired man smiled, holding out a hand.

Louis only snorted and hopped from the bar stool, ready to leave the kitchen. He was stopped by Harry’s arms that wrapped themselves around the smaller man’s waist. The latter mumbled something about fucking tentacles that just imitate arms but he let Harry spun him around.

“Come on,” Harry said, resting his cheek on top of Louis head and reaching to tangle their fingers together, “it’s not that difficult, you know?”

“Seriously, how is this possible?” Louis mumbled into his fiance’s chest, “You, the clumsiest person I know, will be teaching me how to dance? This is ridiculous, Mr Tomlinson-Styles.”

“I have a lot of talents.” Harry grinned, placing his hand warm and steady on Louis back and started to sway his hips slowly.

As an answer, Louis only snorted again but he let himself to be led by Harry around the kitchen.

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if genji’s character arc & journey to accepting himself isn’t the biggest parallel to struggling w/ one’s sexuality then blizzard can come into my house and snap my fucking neck