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Dec 4: Remember that time we learned Clark Kent totally peeked at all his Christmas presents with his X-Ray vision? (Justice League, “Comfort and Joy”)
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“The Golden Trio”?? Did you mean: “Two non functional disasters and their caretaker, Ronald Weasley”??
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After Katniss killed Coin, I personally feel that the general population (other than 13 citizens) loved Katniss so much they stood behind her. Totally had that parasocial relationship where they did not understand why Katniss did it, but were still like
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THE HUNGER GAMES APPRECIATION WEEK
day 2 – favorite quotes
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Clark: Ever since the day we joined the JLA, you were a changed man. You’ve gone absolutely berserk with work. The strange thing is you liked it. You like being the Avengers.
Bruce: It was your idea, you know?
Clark: Well, sure it was my idea. But I didn’t think I was going to create a Frankenstein. From that day on, I haven’t had one minute I could call my own.
Bruce: What do you want me to do about it?
Clark: I want you to get married. I want you to have nine children. And if you only spend five minutes a day with each kid, that’s 45 minutes, and I’d at least have time to go out and get a massage or something.
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Clark, a decade later: WHY ARE YOU ALWAYS SO LITERAL
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Just FYI, if someone has a different opinion of you; doesn’t mean you get to be a jerk. We are supposed to learn from history, not repeat it.
Do better.
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I would like to point out that I’m dumb but not stupid.
Like I can’t do calculus, but I know not to cook chicken on high.
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So... Yeah.
*throws this at everyone and runs away*
Hurt and Left
Fandom: Batman
So, its been a hot minute. But you don’t care about my excuses, so here is a request that I got from an anon:
“Dick and Damian, “Don’t leave me.”
Keep reading
#rayewriting#reblogging this cause that what the kool kidz do#dick grayson#damian wayne#batman fanfiction#batfam fanfic
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My trust is in Christ. And Christ alone.
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I want to be Anakin
... but my friends force me to be Obi-Wan
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All of this! Taken from a PCOS page!
#pcosawareness
This is PCOS. 😔
It’s carrying a razor or a set of tweezers in case you see an embarrassing group of hairs where they shouldn’t be. For some of us, it’s shaving our “beard” like a man. Or occasionally plucking or waxing for 45 minutes. Or closely examining a magnified reflection to see if we missed any so we can feel feminine for a day or two.
It’s the embarrassing dark patches around our necks or under our arms. So, we clothe to disguise it in fear of being accused of uncleanliness.
It’s the weight fluctuations for some. A body so disproportioned, that we need 4 different sizes in one pair of jeans so they fit correctly. Our body craves bad food to function normally. Dieting works against us & some times causes an adverse effect. We have to starve ourselves or next to it for weeks just to drop a couple pounds.
For some, it’s cystic acne that any make up will not cover no matter how much you put on. We can’t make eye contact because we know what people are really seeing. And when one pimple goes away, 3 more show up & not just on our face.
It’s the moodiness, anxiety, and mental disorders and diseases because our hormones are 100 different puzzle pieces trying to fit as one. It’s the feeling of hopelessness and struggling to get out of bed to face people just so we can save ourselves the embarrassment because our body hates us.
“You’re too emotional.” We don’t try to be.
It’s not sleeping at night because our mind races. It feels like an active race track that never stops. —Going through so many scenarios & possible outcomes. “How can we fix this?” Or oversleeping so we don’t have to deal with it.
It’s infertility & miscarriage or fighting for a child(ren) for months or endless years and still not getting the chance to be called “Mom.” It’s invasive procedures, tubes upon tubes of blood for weeks, ultrasounds to see if our ovaries are what’s causing us so much pain or checking for Ovarian Cancer. It’s tracking your temperature, and cycles, or trying to bring on a cycle because you just don’t have one anymore. Or peeing on anything that resembles a test in hopes that we’re ovulating or pregnant and this just might be the month we win. It’s some times thousands of dollars or putting up collateral for a loan because you would rather try for a child than have your car or house.
1 in every 10 women have PCOS. Amongst other life challenges, we deal with this. It may seem minor to others, but to us...it consumes us. It controls us, if we let it. We are constantly, amongst other diseases, waiting for the day a cure is discovered. The symptoms can be dormant with weight loss/gastric bypass, multiple prescriptions to treat our symptoms, electrolysis, skin bleaching, but not everyone is fortunate enough to afford all those things. So, we deal with it the best way we know. We suffer in silence because we’re scared that people will think it’s not that big of deal. “Work out harder, be stricter with your diet, I pluck too, it’ll happen if you quit trying.”
We don’t want criticism or pity, we want you to understand.
This is daily life as we know it. 💔
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Just got diagnosed, that’s why I haven’t been on here recently.
this user has polycystic ovarian syndrome
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Was the “not good with fire” a joke? Cause I thought it was and I spent 10 minutes laughing about it.
Hello there! I hope you're doing ok :) Could we have some more of that coffee shop AU, please? Thank you!
“I had a really good time,” she tells him, smiling as they stop in front of her large and elegant-looking apartment building.
“Me, Too,” Anakin says, glancing up at the building. “This is some place.”
“There’s a pool on the roof,” she tells him, grinning.
“No,” he laughs. “That’s not true. There’s not a pool on the roof.”
“There is!” Padme laughs. She reaches out and takes his hand, tugging him along. “I’ll prove it.”
“It’s nearly two in the morning,” Anakin reminds her with a soft laugh. “I have to be back at the shop in three hours.”
“Can’t Ahsoka open up?”
Anakin huffs and grins, pulling his phone out to send a text message before putting it away. “Okay. Lead the way.”
Padme beams and tugs him into the building, and over to the elevators, letting Anakin look around the lobby a little, giving a low whistle.
“Yep. This place is some place. You’re loaded.”
“I am not.”
“No?”
“…Okay I might be a little loaded,” she admits as she pulls him into the elevator, hitting the button for the roof. “But you live in the city, too. It’s not exactly cheap.”
“I don’t have a pool on my roof.”
“You said you didn’t believe me.”
“Well, you certainly believe that you do,” Anakin teases, leaning closer to her.
She laughs softly and pushes at his chest gently, and before they know it, they’re on the roof, where a large pool glimmers in the glow from the streetlights below them.
“Huh,” Anakin grins at her. “A pool.”
“Told you.”
“But what if it’s a shared hallucination?” he asks.
“What?!”
“I’m just saying.”
“Anakin.”
“There’s only one way to prove it’s a real pool,” he tells her.
Realization dawns on her and she backs away from him. “Oh, no. No way.”
Anakin smirks and follows her. “But we have to see if the pool is real, Padme.”
“Don’t you dare, coffee man!”
*****
They’re both soaking wet twenty minutes later. He had lifted her up and she’d reached up and dragged him in with her.
They sit on the edge of the pool now, their feet dangling in the water.
“Pool’s real,” Anakin tells her.
Padme laughs and nudges him. “Is your prosthetic okay in water?”
“Yeah, it’s fine,” he confirms. “It’s made of heavy-duty plastics, so it’s pretty sturdy. Doesn’t do well with fire, though.”
“Most things don’t.” She smiles at him softly. “So? Did you still have a good time?”
Anakin nods. “I did. I had a great time.”
Padme beams and leans closer to him. “It’s been a really long time since I’ve been on a date that was this nice.”
“We should do it again,” Anakin tells her. “I don’t know when, but we should.”
“I think so too,” Padme grins.
He nods and looks out at the view of the city. “That’s some view from up here. Do you come up here often at night?”
“Not as often as I should,” she admits. “It is beautiful up here.” Padme smiles. “I’m really glad I got to share it with you tonight.”
Anakin grins and leans in, kissing her cheek.
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10-15 chapters is my bet.
Maybe 17-20.
Ahaha - people are betting on how long “not all kidnappings are bad” is gonna be 😂😂😂 I bet 7
Yeahhhhhhh it’s cracking me up but also I’m not helping my case at all cause yesterday I was like 5!!!! I think 5!!!!
Then last night I organized the scenes and:

That is six, my friends. 😂 and like, I have Jason finding out about Batman within those 6, but does he trust Bruce yet? Nope. Does he get adopted yet? Nope. Do I even have three scenes that are in my notebook written up on scrivener and included in those 6 ‘chapters’?????? Nope
Someone help me I have a problem
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@cdelphiki This cannot describe how many times I’ve read and reread your fics without knowing what to comment besides *banshee screeching*.
trying to write a comment on an awesome fic is really hard
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Padmé runs to Anakin after getting his arm chopped off and kisses him, “And NO ONE noticed that. NO one?”
My sister bought me Star Wars Episode 2 for my birthday, and we are watching it later today. So I might reblog this with funny things she says about it. 🤷🏼♀️🤷🏼♀️🤷🏼♀️
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