imagine tim drake passing his english lit classes purely because of his stalkerish obsession with jason todd leading to him hacking into jason's laptop and reading all his old lit essays and book blog
Spencer Reid who always loses chess to you. At first the team really does think he's letting you win, until they notice him getting a little frustrated because he can never win. You're not even particularly good at chess, Spencer just somehow always loses. It makes no sense to him or the rest of the team. He does find it rather endearing though, the fact that you're the only person who can actually keep up with him in any aspect.
if you come to me woman to woman, i really do appreciate you but lemme put some things into perspective for you…
while you were busy running around town with lil baby, what do you really believe i was doing? lmaoooo. like do you think i was sitting at home twiddling my thumbs? you think i was crying??? you think i was sick to my stomach with worry?
bitch i was living my life & enjoying quality ass time with other people that love me for real…… lmaooo. I’m not a ‘he knows where home is at’ ass bitch or nothing but do you see the material honey? As if I’m not the son my dad has always wanted & got a BO(daughter)GO(son) deal on.
Can’t roll with the big boys if that’s the hand you’re playing. You’re not hurting me. You’re only hurting yourself. Don’t hurt yourself.
i think a lot of people in the fandom have a bad habit of acting as if aziraphale should know everything we, the audience, know about crowley, and that he should therefore be more sympathetic to feelings that aziraphale literally doesn't even know crowley has, because crowley hasn't told him.
Danny blinked at the small children Ellie was holding the hand of, looking quite proud of herself. The small children- between ten and twelve so somewhere similar to Ellie’s age- who both practically stank of magic and Gods.
He took a deep breath, pinching the bridge of his nose even as Dan cackled while opening the door more to let them inside. “Alright, what’s your name, kids?”
“B-billy…um, Billy Batson...”
“‘m Percy! Percy Jackson.”
“Nice to meet you two- any idea where in your family you have a god or two, because one of you definitely smells like Zeus and I’m pretty sure Poseidon and I am not dealing with either of my half-brothers.”
How long was it between when Iroh convinced Zuko to take up the Fire Throne, and Sozin's comet? A day? Less??
AU where Iroh convinces Zuko to be the next Fire Lord MUCH earlier in the series. Zuko, who hasn't been in formal education since was 13yo, understandably panics. He barely remembers his lessons on How To Be the Fire Lord, and they were all focused on how to rule during wartime. Not peace. What does an international peace treaty even LOOK like and how does one go about making it???? How does trade work when you're NOT trying to eradicate every other nation????
Book 3 Zuko spends all of his time teaching Aang firebending, interrogating the other members about their culture's traditions and politics, going on Blue Spirit journeys to raid any passing libraries, and reading everything he can get his hands on. He barely eats. He doesn't sleep. He's info dumping about the DRIEST political texts. The gaang are THIS close to holding an intervention or having Toph sit on him until he sleeps.
I think it’s time I talk about an issue that’s been rlly bugging me lately. For a while I thought it was common sense but apparently not bc I keep seeing it??? So ig I’ll write a post abt it.
This? This isn’t okay.
To a casual pet owner this enclosure might seem fine. But what I see is a pair of suffocated tits :/ they don’t have enough room, they cant jiggle or bounce at all—they can hardly even breathe, as there’s hardly any ventilation. This is abuse! If you can’t give tiddies the space they need then u shouldn’t own them at all. It’s not about showing them off, it’s about giving them the right environment to thrive. These are barely even surviving; they’re probably listless and rarely eat. I wonder if the owner even lets them out to play often enough, if at all. It’s a truly miserable sight.
Here are some examples of enclosures where the tits have begun to burst out. Without enough space or ventilation, they will tend to rip apart the seams in an effort to gain more movement and air. I’m begging you all not to let it get this bad, and if it has, immediately replace the old enclosure with a new, larger one that has more ventilation.
Now these? These are proper enclosures. There’s plenty of space for movement, large holes for proper ventilation and enrichment. There’s even cleavage—cleavage is a clear sign that the tits are well taken care of. I’d wager these owners let them out often. 10/10, this is the kind of care and attention all pet owners should strive for. These tits are living the life.
Anyway. I hope you’ve learned something. Pls spread the word, bc I really have seen more and more examples of poor tit enclosures and it’s so sad to see 🥺
if cas made a friendship bracelet for dean he would put it on and literally never take it off. frayed, stained, faded, falling apart. doesn't matter. still on.