sO it’s 2:35am and I’ve just finished watching the Carmilla Movie trailer (in my defence I’ve been busy playing Before The Storm) and h0ly frick frack I might’ve almost cried and it was so amazing that I actually decided to get out of bed to my laptop so here I am to give you a small declaration of some screenshots:
#1 CAN WE PLEASE talk about the way Carm is looking at Laura?! I truly wasn’t ready to experience this kind of attack so early on
#2 tHe cReW™ is back together and that’s all that matters oml. also Natasha’s hair is still my sexuality
#3 DO I EVEN NEED TO SAY ANYTHING?! *HEART FAILURE*
#4 aLsO Laf and Perry in masks?! YES SIGN ME TF UP
#5 they look so perfect. that’s all.
#6 I might’ve set this picture as my wallpaper like woULD YOU JUST LOOK AT IT this is truly a sensational scene if you’d ask me
#7 and then of course THE MOST IMPORTANT SCENE OUT OF THE WHOLE TRAILER! SHOUT IT FROM THE ROOFTOPS I CAN’T BELIEVE THEY ACTUALLY ANNOUNCED IT 53 DAYS TO GO I’M LEGIT GOING TO START COUNTING DOWN THE DAYS bYE
how do you feel about the sudden increase of posts criticising su?
I initially felt like some of them are actually making valid points, but the way many people are acting in some posts like that has kind of made me hate all those posts now lol. Like i just don’t understand the mentality of putting so much effort into something you hate, or acting like the show was made for you specifically or something. That kind of attitude has turned me off to that whole like, subsection of tumblr. plus their blogs are just 1000% pure negativity and honestly?? I don’t need it in my life lol.
Another thing is that it seems like for people who claim to be critics, they take criticism VERY poorly. i.e. upon posting this im very confident that some of those blogs will probably send me passive aggressive anon asks saying I’m an idiot (which like, ya that’s fair tbh but I’m doin my best)
So I am definitely being subjective here but I’m not a fan of the blogs that post that kind of stuff generally. Like don’t get me wrong, they are obviously totally free to post and share what they want, you do you. Just for me personally, I don’t like to see it.
I got top surgery last month, and here are a few of my thoughts on the non-physical parts of recovery:
I feel more comfortable getting dressed in the morning because I don’t have to worry about whether the shirt will accentuate my chest or show my binder
I felt weird about my chest in the first few days post-op, sort of uneasy about it and a bit disconnected, like it wasn’t really my chest.
Once both drains were removed, I suddenly became totally comfortable with my chest as if everything snapped into place and it became my body again. I used to feel a bit dissociated from my chest before surgery, like looking in a mirror felt weird because what I was seeing just didn’t match how I pictured myself in my head and now it does. Taking selfies also helped me get used to what it looks like.
I was scared that I would need a revision when I saw the indent on my left side and it prompted me to worry for a bit that I’d regret having had the surgery and my anxiety was like !!!
(It turned out that it was just the drain site and the drain was higher up in my chest than I thought it would be (a few inches higher than my nipple and not near the double incisions and it got less indented when the drain came out)
I was so happy one night thinking about all the years in my future I’ll be able to live without a chest and I cried because now I can go to the water park and to the pool and I can just wake up in the morning and get dressed without seeing my chest in my shirt and feeling bad about it
I feel freed. I never have to look down and see my chest and be surprised and feel shitty. I keep checking my chest to see if it’s obvious out of habit and seeing that it’s flat just cheers me up.
I expected that having top surgery would change how I interacted with people daily and make me pass more, but it’s been about 6 weeks since surgery and I only passed a few times despite a ton of interactions with different people. It was a bit disappointing, but I shouldn’t have expected it to change because from the point of view of the train conductor who missy’d me I’d mostly look the same before surgery wearing a binder as I did after surgery without a binder, and it shows that my passing is linked to other factors more strongly than my chest. Pre-op I’d have no chance passing without a binder, and post-op removes that factor but it seems that without a chest as an indicator people fall back to all the other things that gender me like my high voice and feminine face– so back to not passing.
The changes I’ve experienced have been primarily emotional within myself and not related to any external validation as it hasn’t changed my passing as mentioned before. I do believe that it’ll make me more safe in male spaces if I get clocked as not a guy, but I don’t think it’ll change how I move in female spaces as some women have smaller chests or have had double mastectomies to prevent cancer so it shouldn’t prevent me from being read as a woman either.
I’ve been focusing on this for so long and using so much of my time and effort and energy to make it happen that I felt sort of aimless now that I’ve achieved what’s been the biggest and most ultimate goal so far in my life.
My chest dysphoria isn’t a factor any longer so I don’t have to spend painful hour after hour trying to resist the urge to self-harm on my chest or cut it off myself which was how I spent a lot of nights pre-up. Top surgery hasn’t been a panacea that’s solved all my problems, but it made 1 thing a little better and that’s worth it.
For the first time I Really was able to picture myself having a future. Not what I’d be doing or a career or anything, but just being able to picture my physical body being older than it is now. Just being able to imagine growing up and looking like a young adult was really hard for me before, and I just sort of figured I’d be dead by then, like it was inevitable and completely unavoidable. I think that’s mostly my depression, and I’m currently in a better place where I’m able to manage it better for the right now.
I want to show my chest off to everyone and it’s the most body-confident I’ve felt in a while. I posted a picture on Instagram, but I’m worried about how people will react to the scars and I don’t want to get any negativity from folks who don’t like my results and feel like it’s okay to comment on that so I haven’t posted anything on Facebook or this account.
I don’t feel “sexy” right now because I’m healing, but I feel like me, like how I should be, and I’m still delighted with it like the honeymoon phase of a relationship where everything is new and exciting and you just want to show pictures of you and say how proud and happy you are.
I had a few days of body insecurity when I realized I could see my stomach now that my chest is gone and I’ve gained a bit of weight and it shows a bit although I’m not overweight. It’s something I’m trying to get used to because I’m going to try to start exercising for the first time in like 4 or 5 years once I’m healed more, but I am trying to put the emphasis on just being active and eating healthy and not losing weight because there’s nothing wrong with a bit of chub and when I try to lose weight it usually ends up with some disordered behavior.
I do feel like my focus has shifted now to lower surgery, but my lower dysphoria hasn’t increased- I thought it would be like my top dysphoria converted to bottom dysphoria like how energy can’t be created or dystroyed. It’s been more like now that I’ve dealt with the top dysphoria there’s less bothering me so I can shift my attention to my lower dysphoria like when you do the big project assignment that’s really been dragging down your grade and then you’re passing the class but you notice that your grade still isn’t an A and then you start planning about doing the missing homework paper that’s worth less than the project. If that makes sense.
Aw yeah, I can wear tank tops! And shirts with larger collars! I don’t have to worry about my binder showing!
Not having to wear the ace bandage is nice because when I had to wear it I felt like I was still pre-op and binding so it didn’t feel as real in my mind.
My left nipple isn’t healed yet and it makes me anxious but it isn’t a debilitating anxiety, just a bit too much worrying about it.
I’m suddenly more comfortable with showering and taking baths, so my hygiene is getting better than it was, which I’m sure is a delight to those around me.
I wish I didn’t develop a chest in the first place and I wish I didn’t need to get this surgery at all, but that’s not the way things are and because I did grow a chest so this was the best choice for me.
I started scar care today by using scar-away strips. I’m 6 weeks post-op as of today.
I’m happy to try to answer any questions someone might have, but I made a top surgery page so check there before you ask me because there’s a chance your question is covered in that info.
I have more posts on my top surgery recovery here.
Request: a fic about a reader of color and Bucky? It’s fine if you don’t
Summary: You and Bucky are both dating privately from the rest of the avengers, but the thrill of a secret only excites you into teasing Bucky sexually at every chance you get (this isn’t that long im sorry)
Warning(s): A few ol swears, HOT BUCKY, not quite smut but its NSFW, no smut but its DIRTY, its mostly dirty fluff guys dw i wont hurt anyone today, this is so rushed im sorry
A/N: Hello all!! I like this request a lot and how it so simple, however I’m sorry to the person who requested this but I’m not gonna label a colour of skin onto the reader !! I understand this may upset you and it might defeat the point of you asking for a fic but whenever I usually describe the skin of the reader in my imagines I would just say (S/C) so it fits the reader! IM SORRY THAT THIS ISN’T THAT LONG I KINDA RUSHED IT AHHH I FELT THE NEED TO POST IT EVEN THOUGH IM NOT HAPPY WITH HOW RUSHED IT IS
It was a hot yet rainy day in New York and you were dressed in an oversized shirt and some very tight and black shorts which hugged your lower half perfectly. One of the reasons you were dressed like this was because it was very hot outside and humid- the other being because you wanted to tease Bucky.
You and Bucky have been ‘dating’ for around 2 months now and no one in the team knew about you both apart from Natasha and Steve, both who can keep a secret and are quite close to the both of you. The relationship thus far had been bliss for the both of you and love is a word you’d use to describe how you felt towards Bucky.
You wander into the kitchen, knowing that Bucky would most likely be there for his morning coffee like always. Only today, he was sat with Steve and Sam who were both to his right at the counter. None had yet noticed your presence which made you smirk. Your hair was still rather messy from sleeping all night and your whole attire was casual and comfy.
“Lovely weather we’re having, right boys?” You speak to the three, sarcasm evident in your tone. Eyeing the trio as they turn to greet you. “Classic New York weather, am I right?”
Bucky’s eyes darken as his eyes go to your lower region, eyeing your ass and then your thighs. Oh, Bucky was indeed a thigh man. He adored everything about your thighs and loved to grip them whenever you both would share intimate activities.
“Good morning to you too, (Y/N).” Steve spoke up, sipping from the mug he held in one hand.
Sam smirked a bit, also eyeing your legs and backside. Sam was oblivious to knowing about you and Bucky so he didn’t know that you were a taken woman. If he had knew, he probably wouldn’t be looking at you the way he was now.
“Ah yes, a fine morning we have.” Sam chuckled, stuffing a spoonful of cheerios into his mouth carefully.
Bucky was silent which wasn’t much of a surprise to you. Bucky knew what you were trying to pull and he loved every second that passed.
You gracefully push up on your toes to reach into a higher cabinet which gave Bucky a better look of what you were strutting around. A set of eyes burned at your lower back and you knew it was from Bucky. You’ve felt this type of look before.
Bucky took a large gulp from his black coffee, his eyes surveying you quietly over the rim of the mug. His eyes particularly lingering over your beautiful freshly shaven legs- to be specific: your thighs. Bucky loved anything that he could just grope and mess with in bed- the thighs being a good thing to grab. Whenever spreading your legs, he loved to hold your inner skin of the thigh and leave soft strokes to watch you tremble beneath him.
“You should dress like that more often, (Y/N). You sure as hell put the moon in the daytime.” Sam let those words roll of the tip of his tongue with a smirk.
You look over your shoulder as you’re up on your toes, seeing Bucky’s jawline tightening and releasing over and over again- as if he was nipping down on his words and protests to what Sam was saying to you. Steve cleared his throat awkwardly, knowing the situation.
“Hm, maybe I should.” You allowed your (E/C) orbs to trail over to Bucky once again before turning around with a little wiggle in your hips.
“Damn.” Sam grinned happily.
This certainly was an interesting start to the day for the three of them,
“So- Sam, how about we do the training now?” Steve offered, standing up and gave a short nod to Bucky to give you both privacy.
“Alright Cap.” Sam smiles and puts his empty bowl into the sink for someone to clean later on, Steve following suit with his mug of half empty tea.
The two walk out, Bucky’s chapped lips growing into a smirk as he settles his cup down onto the marble countertop. You eye him over your shoulder as you grab yourself a mug from the high cabinet and rest down on your heels once again.
“What was all of that for?” Bucky spoke lowly, gazing at your form head to toe which sent swarms of butterflies to your stomach. “Do you get off for making me like that this early?”
You smiled as you began to boil some water, swaying your hips in your step. “I don’t have a clue of what you’re talking about, Barnes.” Faux innocence coating your tone of voice, facing away from your boyfriend once again.
“You fucking should.”
Before you could comprehend what was happening, you felt strong arms wrap around your waist and grip your hips, Bucky’s crotch against your backside and you could practically feel the pulsing of his length through his sweats.
“Did you see the way Sam was staring at you, huh? How do you think it makes me feel that anyone can fucking stare at you without knowing that you are mine and that no other man is allowed to look at you like that..”
The tone of his voice made your knees tremble and buck, looking over your shoulder and up at your lover with a teasing grin.
“Are you jealous, babe?”
Bucky smirked wider and gently grinds against you, making a soft quiet gasp emit from your plump balmed lips.
“Jealous isn’t the word, doll.”
His hands give your thighs a gentle squeeze and a soft kiss to the back of your neck before pulling away, both of you knowing it was too risky to try anything here in the kitchen. You whine at the loss and look back.
“You’ll get more tonight, babygirl.” He hummed with a smirk.
As if perfectly timed, Tony himself walks in as the clock strikes 10am and grabs himself a water bottle from the fridge.
You roll your eyes, not responding but sending a wink towards Bucky and you decide not to have coffee that morning. You walk off, swaying your hips with eyes boring into the back of your thighs.
Bucky licked his lips and could only imagine what would happen later that night.
A/N: So, I decided to take a crack at writing a Harry Hook oneshot with an OC. One where things aren’t so gentle. The idea sorta came to me and I felt like I had to write it down because now, it’s just too good to me. (Also, I decided to post it to tumblr because I know some people don’t like having to go to other apps)
Christine and Chloe eventually convince Michael to tell Jeremy how he feels Michael decides to do it over text since he doesn’t think he could handle doing it in person
Michael: Hey Jeremy can we talk? Jeremy: sure whats up Michael: This is gonna be hard for me to say but Jeremy: hey its ok take your time Michel: I have a huge crush on you and I’ve had it for a few years now. Sorry. Jeremy: shit im sorry michael but I dont feel the same im sorry Michael: Oh right yeah sorry dude didn’t mean to make this awkward haha Jeremy: you ok Michael: I’m sure I’ll be fine
Michael’s crying at this point Both Chloe and Christine had convinced him to tell Jeremy because they thought he felt the same But obviously, they were wrong Of course they were Why would anyone like Michael He was annoying Loud Stupid A loser A stoner And to top it all off now he didn’t even have a best friend
When Michael tells her, Chloe is all ready to fight Jeremy but Michael tells her to let it go Over time the group splits With Michael, Brooke, Chloe, Jenna and Christine in one grou[ And Jeremy, Rich and Jake in the other Over time the two sides of the group lose most contact Though Chloe and Jake still talk from time to time
In his second year of college, Jeremy works out that he is definitely bi after a few nights at a club In his last year of college, Jeremy realises that he was actually in love with Michael But it’s too late to do anything about that
Chloe invites both sides of the group to her and Brooke’s wedding Everyone shows Except Jeremy Michael tries not to let it get to him But it does He’s just so angry that Jeremy allowed all of this to become so awkward between them They were meant to be a team Player 1 and Player 2 Who cares if it’s platonic or romantic? He just wants his best friend back
Rich and Jake’s wedding? No Jeremy
When Brooke has her first kid? No Jeremy
When Jenna gets promoted to head of her newspaper? No Jeremy
When Michael is half asleep on his sofa with a glass of wine in his hand after looking after Christine Lohst all day? Of course that’s when he shows up
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK Ugh they’re gonna start to shout soon KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK Oh hell yeah I’ll open it soon KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK It sucks Chlo left me here alone KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK Here in this toddler’s battle zone CLANG CLANG CLANG CLANG I feel a headache coming up BANG BANG BANG BANG Is Chloe ever giving up? Splash splash splash splash Throw some water in my face Now I’m in a better place I open up the door and -
“JeReMy!" "MiChAeL!” “Wait why are you surprised? This is my house” “Christine said it was he- oh shit” “Christine said what?” “NOTHING” “You’re a terrible liar Jeremy” “But she didn’t say ANYTHING” Michael raises an eyebrow “Really?” “Ok fine well she may have told me that this was her new apartment and so I was stopping in to visit her like I usually do” “…you usually visit Christine?” “…yeah” “So are you two…” “NO NO NO she’s not my type” “Oh” “Yeah” “Why are you still here Jeremy? Christine’s not here. Unless you wanted lil Christine in which case she’s sleeping in the guest room” “Right yeah sorry. I’m bothering you aren’-” “You’re no-” “I’ll jus-” “You don’t ha-” “By-” “COME IN FOR A DRINK” “Uh what?” “Would you like to come in for a drink?” “Oh I…” “You don’t have to Jeremy, it was just an idea” “No it’s ok I’ll come in”
Michael finds another wine glass “Red ok?” “Red’s perfect thanks”
“So Jeremy how’s everything? What are you doing now?" “Oh I’m a games developer” “You don’t look particularly excited about that? That was like your dream job” “Oh well normally people get really bored when I talk about work” “Jeremy you’re talking to the guy who was tempted to play apocalypse of the damned with his adopted niece this morning” Jeremy looks at up that “Apocalypse of the damned huh? We never did finish it did we?” “Never too late to continue” Both of them look at each other and then there’s a quick scramble to the living room
“I don’t know how well it’s gonna work cos I obviously haven’t played it in years" “Dude the console doesn’t have a speck of dust don’t lie to me you probably played this yesterday” “Shut up Mr Games Developer” “Touché” The loading screen comes up and it’s just like high school again Just the two of them Michael presses start an- “UNCLE JEREMY” Lil Christine comes in “Uh hey Chrissie” “Uncle Michael why didn’t you tell me Uncle Jeremy was gonna be here” “I didn’t know myself” “Mom’s gonna be so happy” Both men look at each other Michael speaks first “Uh why?” “Because mom is always talking about how you two should have been together and now you are!”
Jeremy and Michael both go bright red and neither of them speaks “OH NO I BROKE YOU!” Michael manages to get some words out “Nah Chrissie it’s fine. Why don’t you back to bed and I’ll come in and see you in a moment” “But I want to talk to Unc-” “Christine Lohst - bed now” “Fiiiiiiiiine"
"I’m sorry about her” “She’s not the one who’s apparently been telling her three year old that we should be together” “Chloe has very strong feelings about what happened in high school” “So do I” Michael stares at him, saying nothing "I shouldn’t have let your feelings get in the way of our friendship and I’m so sorry that I did. It was stupid and I hate myself for it" “Wait shit no don’t say that. I’m just as much to blame as you are. It’s not like I really tried to keep our friendship together. I thought it’d be easier to just let it fall apart.” “So we’re both sorry and stupid and wish we could be friends again?” “Definitely” “Then I’m glad to be your new old friend Michael Mell” “And I’m glad to be yours Jeremy Heere” “I should probably tell you something though” “What?” “In my last year of college I worked something out - I was an idiot in high school.” “We already said this” “For another reason. I was an idiot because I didn’t realise I was head over heels for you" "WHAT” “I’m sorry Michael. It took me so long to figure it out and I just rejected you in high school even though I felt the same” “What about now?” “What?” “Do you feel the same now?” Jeremy takes in Michael His scruffy hair, his glasses that need to be pushed up, the oversized hoodie he still hasn’t gotten rid of and looks into his eyes “Yes" "Oh” “Oh?” “Oh” “Well, what about you Michael? Do you still like me?” Michael doesn’t even hesitate “YES” “OH” “OH”
Hi^^ wow the stories are really good, i really enjoy itㅠㅠ can i requst too? A session in the class, you as a student and wonwoo as a teacher. I seriously cant get over him with that glasses omg he looks smart yet hot :""""
I might have overdone the build-up a little BUT I FELT LIKE THIS NEEDED IT. also I agree with Wonwoo in glasses omg now that is a look!
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As your alarm started ringing, your eyes shot wide open, and you were immediately painfully aware of the wetness pooling between your legs as well as the dream you had just had, and the memory only increased the heat in the pit of your stomach, and you winced when you got out of your bed.
“I can’t believe I just,” you mumbled, half-asleep, while turning your alarm off, the pulsation of your pussy clouding your thoughts. You swallowed, trying to think about everything but the dream you had just woken up from. Shivering, you shook your head. “Thank god I don’t have his lessons today.”
You went on about your morning as per usual, but you were unable to get your thoughts off the handsome - hot, actually - substitute teacher who had been teaching you literature for the past three months and would continue until the end of the school year, which was still a few months away.
From early on you had found him attractive, with his sharp eyes and rare yet incredibly cute smile, and it hardly helped that he was fairly young, too, and treated each of his students kindly. Sure, you had played with different lewd thoughts before, but you could never have even thought that you’d one day see a wet dream about him.
The worst part was that you weren’t bothered by it, really, and were instead mostly frustrated because the dream was so damn good and left you annoyingly horny: not even a cool shower before heading to school eased it.
Your back was starting to ache from this angle and you
couldn’t tell if your butt hurt or it was just numb. You’d been sitting in this
tree sketching a robin’s nest for the past hour. You were severely regretting
not taking a picture to sketch from. It was too late now. You were already up
You tapped the pencil against your lips. You looked back at
the nest and decided you saw its likeness. In one motion, you lost your pencil
and your balance stupidly trying to catch it. You watched it tumble through the
air and hit an unexpected target. The pencil bounced off his hair and into the
He bent down to examine what had just cause him a minor
pain. You held back a laugh at his confusion, but instead focused on his
jacket. South Side Serpents. How curious?
You were going to let him wonder about where the pencil had come from, but you
couldn’t resist a jest.
“So, were they fresh out of T Bird jackets at the Halloween
Jughead smirked as he came back up. He twiddled the pencil
between his fingers and looked for his assailant.
I just want to take a moment and talk about how much I love Victor Nikiforov and how he’s just such a refreshing character. I know everyone and their dog has done a post like this already but I’ve been crying over this lovable goof for months and this had been sitting in my drafts for too long now anyway and also I’m avoiding my textbooks AND THIS SORTA TURNED INTO A CHARACTER ANALYSIS I’M SORRY.
So as far back as the PV, there were assumptions flying around that Victor would end up being an antagonist of some sort. That either he was using Yuuri for his own gain, or was just straight up evil. Laughable now, of course, but the reason those rumors were prevalent was because we see it so often. How easy was it to think that Victor was “helping” Yuuri only to further his own goals in the end? We’ve seen this common mentor-betrays-student trope before and it’s no wonder that early on fans were afraid of this even as the show progressed. And honestly? This would have made for some great drama—for Victor to turn out to not be such a nice guy and for him to eventually become someone Yuuri had to defeat in competition. However the show did not go down that route at all. It turns out that yeah, Victor is actually just a really nice guy who cares a great deal about Yuuri and the people around him. He doesn’t show up in Hasetsu with any evil ulterior motives—he just wants to get to know Yuuri and help him take his skating to the next level, and maybe find inspiration (and love) along the way.
Also how could a man with a heart-shaped smile be evil???
I don’t usually post stuff like this or should i say never have post stuff like this and i understand that i’m not the best writer or even a good one but i need to write this and i need you guys help and sorry for posting this in this blog but i need to reach as manny people as possible.(reblog and thank you for reading).
so by now fans of the show know that Netflix decided to cancel the show (something i found out while finishing episode 5 of part 2 so you guys can imagine how i felt while watching the finale) and the cancellation of the show only sink in after i finished watching the finale and after like 5 Minutes after for some reason my eyes got watery this is something that never have happen to me before and this sudden feeling of anger and sadness came to me something i never felt before for a show, there have been other shows that i liked that got cancelled but i never got upset ‘i would just find another show’ but to me the cancellation of this show felt personal this to me atleast was the first time that as a Puerto Rican i felt like i was represented and not just represented like ‘hey that guy in the club or the that third guy in the show is Puerto Rican or some dude was talking about their Puerto Rican friend’ nah in this show we were FRONT AND CENTER.
As a Puerto Rican we 99% of the time we NEVER get represented and if we do is always as the fat gangster,or the guy who cuts the white lady’s grass or as a bad joke,and this is not me hating white people but most if not all of white people are numb to the feeling of being amaze of seeing yourself and your people represented (and to be honest i don’t think they know how that feels) in a show or a movie to the fact that i get to see myself and my people in a show portrayed in a fun,real way even if the character was just half Puerto Rican. so yeah i’m angry to the fact that instead of just replacing the showrunner with someone else netflix decided to cancel the show instead of just looking for someone else to run the show.i didn’t even care if they lower the show’s budget but the fact that they cancel the show just makes me mad, one of the many thing’s i liked about the show is the representaion of Minority’s from Puerto Rican To Black people and how we struggle in the 70′s and still do.
Right now as i’m writing this tha only thing i can hear is how hard i’m pressing my keyboard…for me and as for many other fans of the show it wasn’t just a show to us. to me The Get Down represented hope and a one of kind pleasure that you can only get from watching something that speaks to you in a personal level that speaks to your heart something that gives you hope,inspiration and acknowledgement, something that says you exist so netflix didn’t just cancel a show they cancel us.
A post about the show 13 reasons why and why I don’t like Hannah Baker.
By the end of the first episode I really didn’t like Hannah. This didn’t change, not even when I felt emphaty. I’m really sorry if I’m one of the bad guys, I’m really sorry if I end up offending someone. But, remember, I’m a flawed person too. A person who needs to write her thoughts now.
The tapes: for me, revenge. As I see it, the tapes were Hannah’s way to get revenge on everyone who hurt her. They were not about explaining, making people understand, showing how people change. No, they were about payback and haunting. And if you want to tell me otherwise, I’m all ears. People told me she wanted to leave an explanation. She didn’t. Because the ones who deserved the explanation more than anyone were her parents, yes, the ones who were broken in a million pieces after her death. In fact, I cannot forgive Hannah Baker for killing part of her parents when she died in that bathtub.
Justin: we learn how Justin started everything, everything that lead her to her death. Yeah. But we also see how messed up his life was. The reason for him to act like an idiot. I grew fond of Justin. I understood him in some ways. I cannot defend him, I cannot say it was OK, none of it was. He did terrible things but in the end… He was so troubled I don’t think he could distinguish between right and wrong at any point. I feel weird cause, after all he did to Hannah and Jess, I have the strange emphaty towards him. Maybe I’m like him in some way, maybe I’m the kind who allows things to happen.
Jess: Jess was wrecked by the tapes. She went through hell. And maybe she wasn’t a good friend. But neither was Hannah. Telling everyone how Jess got raped and couldn’t even remember it was not fair at all. Saying Jess destroyed the friendship by herself was low. And I’ll defend Jess, yeah, cause no one did, cause Hannah pointed her finger but, apparently, she didn’t fight too hard to keep the friendship. Also, friends come and go, I’m sorry to say. And you cannot, ever, blame someone for your suicide because this person grew apart and couldn’t be a real friend to you for too long.
Zach: shit with Zach was weird, I’m gonna defend him too. He had things of his own, and he really liked her, apparently, she didn’t give him a chance. And he wasn’t mean to her cause he “didn’t get what he wanted”, he was mean in response to her being an asshole, too. So, Hannah can be hurt and be an idiot, but if the others do the same, they are monsters?
Marcus: total asshole. Tipical teenager. He didn’t care much. But he didn’t deserve to be tormented either.
Sheri: wtf? She did one thing wrong and this is proof the world is fucked up and a reason to kill yourself? The girl was nothing but kind and was ate by guilt before and after the tapes, did she deserve to be haunted like this? I don’t think so.
Courtney: one more that was judged because she wasn’t a real friend and didn’t want to be so, either. Can you blame her? No. She wasn’t true to herself? Maybe. Who am I to judge? Who was Hannah? Courtney was an idiot but she didn’t deserve to be exposed.
Ryan: another idiot, yes. Bad behaviour, selfish and all. Does he deserve to live his life thinking he was a reason for someone to commit suicide? I don’t think so. He deserved to pay for his actions, he deserved to know he acted wrong. But in the end he was just an idiot who didn’t try to destroy her in any way.
Tyler: the one who really needed some therapy. He was always bullyed and laughed at, even by Hannah. He had some real problems and carrying responsibility for her suicide would lead to some things that are much bigger than what was already shown. So, this is just an example of the consequences of the tapes.
Bryce: didn’t get to listen to the tapes. We never learn why Bryce was like he was. We never see him being punished and Hannah punishes everyone but him. So Clay has to do it for her. She wanted someone to fight for her and that I understand, mainly because I cannot imagine how she felt. Do I blame Bryce? For many things, yes. For her suicide? No. Because she doesn’t put all the blame in him. He’s not the last drop so at some point she thought she could handle things in a different way, she didn’t.
Mr Porter: he was not more than a counselor, and he cannot carry responsibility for her suicide. Was he good as a counselor? Probably not. Was he useful? Not at all. Everyone is fighting their own battles day after day, he was too, and that’s why he wasn’t there for her. How could he know? Can he be guilty because he gave a crappy advice and didn’t go after her like she wanted? I don’t think so. She left. That’s on her.
Clay: she put Clay through hell, for what? FOR WHAT? he felt like crap, he felt guilty, he faced some shit he clearly didn’t deserve to. So, why? Listening to the tapes was pure torture to Clay. She affected him for good and that doesn’t seem fair at all. She put him in danger, a danger he didn’t deserve. Torturing Clay was low, and I cannot accept it, I cannot like Hannah Baker when I know she was totally aware of how bad the tapes would hit Clay.
Alex: the ultimate consequence… The list was a childish stupid shit to do, yes. Going to the boy’s locker room was too. Why did she do that? She wasn’t allowed there and it was obvious they would talk even more after that. Blaming him for destroying Hannah and Jesse’s friendship? Unfair and stupid. Alex was a thunderstorm, he had so much going on inside his head, he couldn’t even handle Hannah’s thunder, or anything else, to be honest. I would have liked to learn more about him… After all, Hannah’s suicide lead to his. So, are we to blame Hannah the way she blamed him? Alex couldn’t handle the pressure, the guilt and he gives all the signs, he silently walks to his death and noone sees it, no one cares. So what good did the tapes do? They didn’t prevent anything, on the contrary, they lead to destruction and more and more pain. Hannah wanted to be a ghost seeking revenge and she got it.
The parents: the ones who are fucked up without doing anything, without stupid tapes to explain shit. The main reason why I can’t stand Hannah is the fact that, when she killed herself, she was gone, the pain was gone, and exactly at this moment her parent’s worst nightmare began. She didn’t think of them. She didn’t leave a note for them. She dedicated her last week to torment all the kids at school but not a word for her parents. Her mother’s desperation crushed me. She killed herself but she broke them, in a million pieces, never to be put together again. Can you tell me that’s not selfish? Not even a little? I just cannot forgive something like that, because finding your kid dead in the tub is pretty much the worst thing a parent can face.
Edit: if you don’t agree and GET MAD at me, please don’t reply. If you agree or don’t and want to reply with your own non-aggressive opinion, please reply.
Edit 2: in case you didn’t understand, I don’t judge the reasons for which she killed herself, I don’t dislike her because of that. I just don’t like the tapes themselves and the apparent reasons for which she left them.
Mirrors has been my favorite song since the moment I first listened to it. I loved the thrid person narrative, I loved the rock-ish chorus, I loved how suddenly the narrative turns in first person in the chorus, I loved how I could make a movie in my head with that song, but after knowing the real inspiration for Niall to write that song, it means the world to me now. I have cried tons of times looking at myself in the mirror, not liking what I see, and he felt the need to wirte a song about us and for us. Not just one girl he likes that happens to be insecure, he wrote a song for every girl that doesn’t feel comfortable in her own skin, that doesn’t feel pretty enough or smart enough or brave enough, to let us know that we are not alone. And that’s just so fucking beautiful, man.
Things I need to happen (to men) at Worlds in Hel(l)sinki 2017
1. Yuzuru Hanyu winning the World Title again (with deserving performances please) 2. The Wedding Pose ritual on the podium 3. Shoma Uno and Yuzuru Hanyu on the podium because otherwise 2. won’t be possible 4. Yuzuvier-Bromance-moments, being it at practice sessions, on the podium, at the gala or all three 5. Respect for all skaters by all fans AFTER the competition (because hate towards skaters is just meeeeh) 6. A great Gala with group coreography, funny skaters and much dorkiness 7. Yuzuru Hanyu being able to skate clean and smile like a ray of sunshine 8. No case of annoyingly obvious overscoring (is that possible?)
10. Nathan Chen still being a quad machine because if all of the above still comes true despite this, that just means everyone went absolutely wild with the jumps out there on the ice. 11. Yuzuru Hanyu’s clean skate extends to the gala because his exhibition program is absolutely divine.
Summary: Bucky meets someone he had grown close to while he was in Romania. Meeting her isn’t the only surprise he encounters. There is another small surprise.
A/N: Just something I wrote one day when I felt like nothing else motivated me. I decided to save this until I had posted all the requests I ha left. Now, no more requests (except I’m going to continue Buddies), which means REQUESTS ARE NOW OPEN! So, if you have any, send them my way. If I get too many requests, I might have to close them again soon. Now I need to make sure I’ll close it soon enough and not just keep receiving lots of requests. It didn’t work out too well before. Anyways, hope you like this imagine. If you guys want it, I could continue this one. That’s a possibility.
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader
Warning: this one is a little angsty. Just a little. Mentions of sex but not smut.
After watching the movie again…. and again.. and again, i started noticing the different ways Belle looks at Adam (Yes, i’m making a point of calling him by his name from now on) and i felt like i needed to make a post (lengthy post) about it.
1. This is the first time Belle sees Adam. She’s shocked, which we all would be, i mean….. He’s a monster!
2. I wanted to point out the change from the first image to this one. At first glance, Belle is shocked, having never seen anything like him before, but in this one she’s terrified. Her father is being taken away from her by this monster and she feels there’s nothing she can do.
3. FIESTY BELLE! We’d seen a little bit of rebellious Belle early on with Gaston, but this is her proper letting loose. You tell him girl!!
4. The moment of hesitation here always catches me for a second. Is this maybe…just maybe, the first time Belle really feels anything towards Adam? Why would she turn around and help him. True, she’s a nice person, but she gives up her only chance at freedom to help this monster she knows nothing about. Could there be an underlying feeling towards him?
5. Here, we see Belle showing something close to care. Like she feels sorry for Adam, or maybe helpless in making things better. Sharing a similar backstory with their mother dying, maybe this is were she first feels a connection towards him.
6. We all loved this moment. I mean, who wouldn’t fall in love at the sight of a library that big? Speaking of love. That pause, ^, If you just look, the way she stares at him is something a bit more than just laughing at his joke. She’s seeing a change in him, a change that she likes, and it looks as though she’s catching herself before she falls too far.
7. Another long look. What could it mean?!
8. ANNNND another one! Someone is starting to like the look of Adam. Even beneath all that hair and claws.
9. Okay we’ve all done this when we’ve been caught staring at someone we like. Come on Belle! You’re making it too obvious.
10. Yes, this is better, do it at a distance when he can’t see you. (Also, I love the new sequence of scenes for this song)
11. “Still, a romance.” We caught that little glance when he was looking away, you cheeky Belle.
12. Okay, now we can get back into the deeper looks. This is sympathy again. Knowing that a whole world has rejected him, she couldn’t help feeling sorry for him.
13. “Let’s go home.” First off, she called it home! Imagine how that makes Adam feel? That she feels his cursed, dark dusty castle is home. I feel like she really means it, that she’s begging him to take her somewhere that she is happy, and that she has good memories of.
14. Okay, the eyebrow lift, how cute is that. Subtle, but it’s like she’s saying, “I scrub up well… yeah.. i know.” (I must say, a little come hither might be hidden in there somewhere)
15. Disbelief. The way she looks around, thinking to herself “Do i want to go?” “Do i want to leave this play that makes me so happy?” “Do i want to leave him?”
16. This turn. She makes it seem as though she thinks she’ll never see Adam again, but she’s already said thank you, so why turn around again? Was there something else she wanted to say? I think so, but maybe she didn’t know how to voice it, how to tell him, because maybe she didn’t really know either.
17. Fear again. She finally lays eyes on him, and she can see he is injured. What if she won’t be able to tell him how she feels?
18. Shock. This is where the Adam is dragging Gaston towards the edge of the castle wall. The last time we saw shock from Belle was the first time she saw Adam. Maybe she feels fear too that he is becoming what they all think he is….a Beast.
19. I think the she feels nothing here. In her arms is the dying body of the man she cares for. The only thing she can do is reasure him. Tell him it will be okay, all the while trying to convince herself.
20. This is desperation. She’s nearly there, she nearly understands what she is feeling, but she is too late and she knows it. She needs him to come back to her, to not leave her alone, not like she left him.
21. The realisation. We all know this moment. When the main character realises they are in love, and they try desperately, to tell the other person, in the hopes it might save them. Disney have done this a few times, one example being back in Tangled when Rapunzel saves Flynn/Eugene with a tear drop of pure love.
22. Shock. Each time Belle sees Adam for the first time in some way, she experiences some sort of shock. She’s unsure of what has happened. (As my brother said, she’s probably thinking “Thank God he’s handsome.”)
23. Relief, happiness, love, amazement. She knows now that she can be happy, she can be with this man she loves. It’s overwhelming, but she knows it is what she’s always wanted.
24. Love. There is nothing but love in that look. She is where she is meant to be, with who she is meant to be with, and she loves it.
Look at the difference. Look at the change over the period they spent together. That…… is Disney.
// listen I’ve tried to keep the peace but this person has gone out of their way to get many others involved, and constantly try to initiate unwanted contact, so you know what?
THIS IS A CALLOUT FOR @inkling-lavender FOR HARASSMENT AND PERPETUAL INSTIGATING.
Why? For failure to respect my wishes and constantly trying to bother me after I’ve disclosed many times I wish to be left alone. I’ve had enough.
How did it all start? It began with him shipping me and my friend during a game
Lots of people were in that match, lots of people saw. It was VERY dangerous for myself because my parents often watch me play games, they know who I talk to online and they are homophobic. To imply my friend and I were a couple would be detrimental, but that’s its own issue. Lav did apologize for this, but because of how dangerous and insensitive his actions were, me and my friend wanted to minimize and stop contact with him respectively but instead of respecting our wishes, Lav began harassing and instigating us.
I got messages from several people over the course of some months that where the beginning of a disturbing pattern.
At the time it was shown that he “didn’t know what he was doing” or “didn’t understand” despite constant warnings. It’s no excuse.
I’ve colour coded separate people so you know they’re different..
I appreciate friends wanting to come to help others in need, but the full story was not given. Our conversations where private and between adults, but Lav has continued to bring others into this and spreading misinformation to make himself seem like a victim.
He has convinced mutual and non-mutual friends to reach out to us on his behalf instead of just leaving us alone. He claims to be distressed by our presence but instead of blocking us and moving on he continues instigating.
In January of this year this happened… He tried to claim a fraudulent purchase report on a donation he had given to my friend back in August of last year. At the time my friend was going through a financial crisis and asking for donations, but this donation was also given after he’d been blocked.
How do I know this report was malicious and not a normal refund request? I have the following screen shot of a conversation where he says he’s doing this to specifically cause trouble for my friend.
I don’t understand where this whole court thing is coming from, let alone why he feels its even necessary. If he’s having trouble because the people who he is harassing told him to A) cease and desist, B) Leave them alone, or C) Go enjoy the splatoon community elsewhere and stop harassing people who clearly do not want involvement in his affairs then there’s an obvious solution; Stop.
To bring it all back. I’m not saying inkling-lavender can’t have fun and enjoy splatoon, I’m not saying he should leave tumblr,. What I’m saying is I’ve seen this shit and SO MANY OTHERS have too and people are distancing themselves for a reason. He’s trying to make himself look like a victim and abusing his friends kindness by having them harass others on his behalf, telling them only parts of what happened and leaving out that we’ve politely and impolitely asked him to stop trying to contact us for over half a year.
What I am doing, is asking that he LEAVES US ALONE. And that he leaves others out of this because its none of their business. We can co-exist without interaction.
And to readers, please be aware of this because I’m sure he’ll try to make himself look like the victim again, but the only reason I felt the need to make this post was because he has not stopped. Even now he’s still harassing me and my friends. Even after being told to back off, being told to leave us alone and being blocked.
We’ve had him blocked on all platforms for months and he has continued to try and pester us through these tactics. We want it to stop.
I’m sorry this is so long, I don’t want any hard feelings but I’ve had it.
Spotlight: Cliffjumper or Watch me try to talk about a Spotlight and end up making a weirdly sad video
Chances are you’ve heard of Spotlight: Cliffjumper. It’s the comic people name as an example of the not-that-great comics of IDW’s Phase 1, as a little showcase of “Phase 1 wasn’t exactly that fantastic most of the time”.
I’ve been meaning to make a video about it for over a year now, but I deleted all earlier attempts because it’s so hard to talk about it, at least for me. It’s just kind of weird, but not weird enough to be funny? Yet people often ask me about Phase 1 and I felt like I needed to post something about it after all, so uh here you go if you are interested!
You can get Spotlight: Cliffjumper in the All Hail Megatron book and in the IDW Collection!
There’s only one Kalagang moment in this episode, but I LOVE THIS SCENE. I mean, we love all Kalagang scenes, don’t we. Who doesn’t? Isn’t that why I am writing these posts and you’re reading them right now in the first place? LOL. So without further ado, let’s begin.
Previously on Sense8, Kala fainted in her wedding. Thank you, Wolfgang. Now they are aware of each other. Also, we get to see what each character thinks more importantly of – moral compass, logic, or desire.
I don’t know if it’s just me, but when Wolfgang says ‘hello again’, I felt my heart exploded. TOO MUCH HOTNESS. I JUST. I CAN’T. HIS FACE. HIS BODY. HIS FREAKIN’ EYES. HIS VOICE. DAMN YOU WOLFGANG BOGDANOW. DAMN YOU MAX RIEMELT. Whoa, I’m gushing too much.
See what I mean? I can’t think straight when he’s like THAT.
Oh no? OH YES TO ME! Kala, you seriously need to appreciate the fact that you are able to see him.
JUST LOOK AT HIM! OH MY GOD! You know what? this post can just be me gushing over Wolfgang. And I’m not gonna be ashamed of it. Or feel sorry for not analyzing Kalagang moments which I should be doing right now! You hear me? I wont’ be SORRY! – no, I’m kidding. I’d feel terrible if I didn’t write this post properly.
One thing I’ve noticed when Kala locks her door is that the place they visit each other – right after they’re surely aware of one another’s presence – has changed. Before this, places Wolfgang and Kala visited (or just connected in general) were more public such as cemetery, Sanyam’s (Kala’s father) restaurant, Indian restaurant in Berlin, club’s bathroom, swimming pool, and the place where Kala’s wedding was held.
Now, they are in each other’s bedroom – the most private space one can have. Wolfgang showing up in Kala’s bedroom has significant meaning to it.
Let’s rewind a bit. When Kala wakes up in her bedroom, the first thing she sees is her family (although the person in the middle looks like her coworker/friend but whatever). Let’s say Kala’s bedroom is a metaphor for her mind or herself. Her family (and friends) symbolizes things or people that made who she is today. They represent Kala’s personality, her beliefs, her dreams, memories, relationships, important values in her life, you-name-it. At the same time, her mind is the most private space – like her bedroom. So she only lets in those which she knows, trusts, cares, and loves, or at least she’s familiar with – just like her family has been the only ones who can come to her bedroom.
But then, all of sudden, out of nowhere, THIS GUY shows up none other than in Kala’s own bedroom. In her bed. And let us not forget that Rajan has never been in her bedroom, ever.
I wrote in the previous post [x] that when Wolfgang showed up in Kala’s wedding he represented Kala’s inner voice. I’d add more and say Wolfgang himself symbolizes Kala’s darkest and deepest desire which explains why Kala later describes him as a demon.
Anyhow, so Wolfgang showing up in Kala’s bedroom indicates – the wedding sort of triggered the awakening of Kala’s desire which has been hidden for very long time. And now, it’s visible. Again, in her bed. She can feel her longing for something more in her life; she just doesn’t want to admit it, yet.
And before we move on, can we just take a moment and see how Wolfgang is eyeing on her? I mean, seriously…I’m 600% sure that most people love this scene because of the way Wolfgang looks at Kala the whole time.
Wolfgang: I didn’t ruin anything. You didn’t want to marry that guy. [That is not for you to say] Maybe not, but you wanted me to say it.
Obviously, Kala doesn’t want this unexpected visitor – more like an intruder from her perspective – to keep seeing through her.
And he seems so disappointed. Which makes him hotter and cuter for some reason. But I’m kinda glad that she said no to him. One of many things I love about Kala and Wolfgang is that even though they’re pretty much love at first sight, they don’t rush. Their relationship rather builds up gradually making their connection stronger.
Moreover, this is the first time Wolfgang actually develops a relationship with someone. It’s going to be something totally different from what he’s used to do with other women. So Wolfie, patting the bed may not be the smartest move to make in front of Kala. Not right now.
BUT interestingly, if you look back at the GIF where Wolfgang pats on the bed, you can see Kala’s body sorta leaning towards him for a moment – deep down, she wants him too.
I have absolutely nothing to talk about – except how cute this whole scene was. The way Kala tries to figure out what is going on with her, Kala’s description of Wolfgang as demon, Wolfgang gazing at Kala as she moves back and forth in her room…and smiling at her. P E R F E C T I O N. Technically it’s not their first meeting, but it still gave me this vibe of meet-cute in romantic films.
Wolfgang: If you are so concerned with privacy and decency, why did you look? [I did not] Yes, you did. You looked then, and you’re looking now [I did not].
In 1x02 post, I wrote that the way Wolfgang describes his feeling towards Kala is going to change gradually from words that are very instinctive to something more emotional. First it was ‘craving’; now it’s ‘want’. If you search the word in the dictionary, it means ‘have a desire to possess or do (something); wish for’. So for Wolfgang, this feeling he has is still closer to desire or lust (instinctive). The reason he uses that word is because maybe he doesn’t know it’s love, yet. Or maybe he’s just more used to that word.
Want, desire, lust – these are the words Wolfgang is familiar with. To Kala, they’re raw, strange, unfamiliar, and even immoral things to feel – which explains her astounded reaction. Not to mention she’s never heard directly from someone that he wants her. But at the same time, you see a very subtle smile on her face – she doesn’t hate it completely. I feel like she’s impressed by how straightforward and honest Wolfgang is. Because in her life, she never had a chance to talk about deep feelings or desires so openly with others.
I mean Wolfgang is everything that Kala is not – and that makes her more attracted to him…and vice versa.
Kala: I know that if it was you [Rajan] that had fainted just before you were to marry me, oh, dear, I’d be absolutely sure that you hated me and that you didn’t want anything to do with me. So I completely understand if you came here because you don’t want to marry me any longer. And you don’t have to worry about protecting my feelings.
Maybe because she’s somehow influenced by Wolfgang, but anyhow, when Kala meets up with Rajan, I think it’s the first time she actually spills out what she really feels. I would say she tried her best to be honest as possible, but it’s still not enough to make Rajan to know her intentions completely.
Because the way she address the issue is…you can see that Kala wants to be honest with Rajan, but at the same time she doesn’t want to hurt his feelings. She doesn’t want to be that bad person who dumps her fiance after their failed wedding ceremony. I wrote that Kala is on her journey figuring out ways to become an adult…and this is going to be one of the biggest struggles on her way. Sometimes, one has to be brutally honest with another.
Being honest with your heart may hurt others. There’s no grey areafor this. At least in Kala’s situation. Whether she likes it or not, Kala will have to make a choice in some point. The consequence that follows her decision is inevitable. It is her responsibility – a burden that she must bear. It is painful, but that’s what makes us…what’s going to make Kala a woman (adult).
Rajan: For me, I love what happened. I love it because it makes our wedding something special. […] I imagine telling our children how their beautiful mother took one look at their father and fainted straight away. It is a great twist.
Oh Rajan, you just keep coming up with more foreshadowing of Kalagang.