(i'm not sure i will be able to see them with different partners)

nessrs  asked:

I recently learned that my local zoo (Pittsburgh Zoo & PPG Aquarium) forfeited its AZA accreditation over a disagreement about elephant handling...I'm conflicted now, because I take accreditation very seriously, and while I don't think they would drastically change their other care practices from when they were AZA accredited, it still makes me uneasy. Thoughts?

Don’t condemn the facility entirely based on that decision, because it’s a super complex topic and just because the directors made the choice doesn’t mean all the staff agreed with the choice. While losing accreditation forced the facility to drop out of major conservation programs and lose other funding (as well as potentially have to transfer AZA-managed animals back to AZA facilities), it wouldn’t change the quality of their husbandry or the ethos of the facility. 

The disagreement was about whether Pittsburgh would switch from having the choice to work with their elephants without fences or barricades between them and the humans, or if they’d adhere to a new AZA policy that would have required to work with elephants through a barrier at all times. 

The tl;dr of what happened is that elephants have been worked with free-contact for most of the existence of zoos, and a couple decades ago (after a few really nasty elephant keeper deaths) AZA decided to push for a new and radical type of management that only allowed for protected-contact elephant handling and positive reinforcement training methods. Over time, the new methods proved safer and better for animal welfare (and getting AR people to stop yelling) and AZA forced all of their zoos to shift over to stay accredited. (There are a couple major exemptions to this, such as the old ladies at Audubon in NOLA - elephants for whom free contact work was such a fundamental part of their life that it was decided that they’d be grandfathered out of that policy because changing it would be detrimental to their welfare). The policy that required places to go free-contact was outlined in 2012, and facilities had until 2017 to make the change. Most places did it - some folk at Pittsburgh didn’t agree. 

One of the biggest things about AZA most folk don’t know is that the facilities are required to have the final say over the animals in their care - they can lose accreditation if a city or state organization forces them to change their animal care (or move their animals) because they’re no longer in the position of being fully and ultimately responsible for their charges. From what I can tell, the Pittsburgh facility felt that they truly knew what was best for their elephants - and it wasn’t changing to protected-contact management styles. It’s a pretty sensitive topic for the facility as a Pittsburgh elephant keeper who died back in 2002 was part of the reason AZA started looking into alternate management forms. 

From what I remember seeing when it went down, not everyone at the facility supported the choice - it wasn’t a democratic decision. I don’t know if the elephant keepers supported it or not. Either way, the director/CEO decided it was what was going to occur, and staff were simply told it would happen. This is a huge deal - 68 other AZA facilities made the change to protected contact. AZA is fairly elitist about their organization and very strict about regulating member facilities - so the only option was for Pittsburgh to lose their accreditation.

Losing AZA accreditation came at a high cost - they lost a $5000 grant from the AZA for a new playground and suddenly no longer qualified for participation in a sea turtle rescue program that had operated out of the zoo since 2009, since US Fish and Wildlife will only send turtles to AZA accredited facilities. They also lost the ability to participate in more than 100 species sustainability programs unless they reapplied to the highly political organization looking to be a non-member partner (I’m not sure if this has since occurred - my google fu isn’t helping). 

There are some pretty major philosophical differences regarding protected- vs free-contact handling for elephants, so it’s not necessarily a case where you can condemn a facility for refusing to switch. After all, some AZA facilities are still allowed to use it in special cases (but will be required to switch when those elephants pass way). Protected contact is much safer for human caretakers, but also limits what interactions staff are able to have with elephants - and this is a big part of the debate, as the relationship between highly emotionally intelligent animals and their keepers is definitely a defining aspect of their enrichment and welfare. AZA made their choice to keep staff safe and standardize caretaking to increase positive training, but that does not necessarily mean that their ruling is a one-size-fits-all solution. There’s no good answer as to who, if anyone, is in the wrong with what happened. 

anonymous asked:

I saw one of your tags say that you're not sure Sam would be ok with Destiel and I'm curious why. Do you think it'd be like the Benny situation again or something else? I didn't ship Denny but I don't think Sam likes when someone else comes before him in Dean's eyes. (I can't see Sam not liking Desitle as a homophobic thing, but ya never know.) Anyway I'm genuinely curious because I could see Sam not exactly like a shipper but ultimately ok with it.

Hi! I have to say, I’m always torn when I hear about people reading my tags, because on the one hand I’m vain and prideful and they’re written to be read, but on the other, tagging is like talking to yourself, so - *blushes slightly*.

Anyway, first things first - before I discovered what a fandom was, I was a total sucker for shipper!Sam. My doubts didn’t begin until after I’d read a shitload of fanfiction about it, and something really rotten in my brain was like, What if Sam wasn’t okay with it, though? because I always like to be contrary and to turn things on their heads and see how they work and if they still work. So I’ve got no real problems with shipper!Sam. It’s just - I sometimes wonder - generally when I’m writing myself - what would be more interesting from a narrative point of view - if it’d be better to have Sam in the background, hanging up mistletoe and leaving The letter of the day is B leaflets around the Bunker or if it’d be easier for Dean to have something to push against. I think a case could be made either way - but if TPTB would have wanted to go down that first road, they probably wouldn’t have killed off Charlie, since she would have been (and she probably was) an even better shipper and wingman than Sam.

That said, I have two arguments against shipper!Sam.

One: Sam is way more messed up than he lets on, and some part of it is terrified not only that Dean will walk away, but that Dean will fall in love with someone and actually pursue that. I know I’ve seen this discussion go down somewhere, but I honestly don’t remember who first came up with this - apologies, guys - the fact that Sam is an all or nothing kind of guy. Like, when he went to Stanford, that was it - he never contacted John, or even Dean, again. For years. And the same happened when he was with Amelia - he just - I don’t know, cut himself off? I’m not sure if it’s his personality, or a by-product of his less than ideal childhood, but Sam’s got trouble to let people into his life, and once they’re in, it’s like there isn’t room for anyone else? Which is a childish trait, of course, and it signals a lack of emotional maturity on his part (not surprising - poor Sammy). And since Sam tends to relate with other people through his own experiences, part of him surely assumes Dean’s exactly the same; that if Dean found himself a new best friend, or a better hunting partner, or even a spouse of some kind, he’d just walk away and that would be it. So in this sense, Sam would feel threatened by any relationship Dean could potentially develop, not only by Cas.

Two, we used to see Sam as the shades of grey brother, but the amazing thing about this show is that Sam and Dean went through a lot of character development resulting in them almost swapping the roles they had in the first seasons - and yet all this feels natural and completely believable. So these days, Dean’s more likely to be the one who gives monsters a pass (hell, look at his relationship with Crowley), while Sam’s become sort of judgemental and what needs must. I think it was Ruby, most of all, who scarred Sam from the inside out and made him so much more conservative, or pragmatic (like, look at him now - he’s more willing than Dean to work with the BMoL, because he’s Mr Head Choice or something). Sam took a huge risk in liking and trusting Ruby, and it all hinged on a sort of anti-racism argument - an I don’t care if she’s a demon, because even demons can be nice and Our biology doesn’t determine our destiny and whatever else. Dean had shut him down about this, of course, but Sam had persisted - and I know there were other elements at play here, but to me, the central point was exactly this: a pigheaded and generous and noble willingness to trust a creature you don’t understand at all and you’ve got no reason to trust. Now, of course things are different with Cas, because Cas has proven, time and again, that Dean’s safety would be his number one priority and all that, but I’m still not convinced Sam would actively want that for Dean. After all, Sam’s seen this other, softer side of Dean’s - he’s seen him around kids (he remembers him from their shared childhood) and he’s heard (a bit) about how happy he was with Robin and whatever, so I sometimes feel Sam still wants the Sookie ending for Dean: a chance to have a true family of his own, and a life Dean could finally lead in full view of everybody, without shame or weirdness or sigils carved on the walls. And I’m not sure this is something Cas would be able to give Dean.

Finally, there’s the whole bisexuality deal. Here, I have to say - I don’t know what to think. I’m sure Sam’s got no problem with queer people, but it’s always slightly different when it’s your family, right? And there are days I think Sam must know - Jesus, they’ve been sharing a room for thirty years - and days when I think that no, that parent/child thing they’ve got going is way too strong for Sam to see the whole picture (to even think about it). 

(Like, I know it was supposed to be funny and that I’m reading too much into it, but Sam recoiling when Rowena suggested he undress Dean and check his chest hair or something - to me, that was emblematic of how their relationship works. Dean’s changed Sam’s diapers, has helped him to get dressed for years, surely bathed him and watched him play with that one plastic submarine they’d scavenged somewhere and, years later, he stitched him up and massaged weird herbal salves over his bruises and whatever - but to Sam, of course, it’s weird to think about his brother’s body at all, because that’s the relationship we have with our parents: when you actually have to take care of them that way, it means things have got very bad and very scary.)

In any case, at the very least Sam would be worried about Dean’s safety (and there’s always that heartbreaking thing, right, that if you’re bi and you can be happy with a woman - man, it’d be so much easier) - but one big reason to be optimistic in this sense was this new development we’ve seeing - that openly gay hunters can actually exist in the community without being bothered. 

(Then again, judging from the news coming about the US, I sometimes feel Dean and Cas could have their college AU life only in a big city, and not in one of those wild, road off to the horizon states where Dean feels most at home. So, well - I really don’t know.)

Anyway - we know so little about Sam, it’s likely that anything could work concerning his approach to the Destiel situation. I guess we’ll have to wait and see.

Probably sound like a madman, but hear me out

Each character’s song represents them, through and through. (I’m just doing the 6 from the GPF because know most about them (except maybe Otabek but like … we don’t know much about him #littlescreentime)


This got hella long.  TL;DR: the YOI creators knew where they were going with their characterizations and managed to convey this through each of the program’s music

Details under the cut.

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digiandromeda  asked:

I has request!! Post game 2Bx9S fluff! To be more specific, 9S coming to terms with the fact that 2B is still alive and constantly reminding himself she's still by his side. (And if you'd take a 2nd one. 9S finally buying 2B that t-shirt) (No smut please) :D thank you for reading this request!


He had planned to save her, or at the very least, he wanted to be the one to force a blade into her chest. He had been by her side for the duration of the entire ride to hell and all the disjointed nonsensical pandemic that had preceded it. He was her partner. If anyone had to kill her, if anyone had to end her misery…

It had to be him…no matter how much it hurt or how much he would want to die at her side or how much it tore him apart and made his very mind twist and insides churn with grief and sickness. No matter how many centuries he would have to spend trapped in his own emotional hell, wallowing in torment…if it would end her pain, he would throw himself to the wolves and be devoured.

Seeing her pierced through the heart, A2 standing above her and clutching the sword that belonged to her victim, 2B’s face at peace…

It had broken something in him. Something that believed that the world was truly fair and that maybe they weren’t trapped in some hellish death spiral all meant to keep their morale up until the Bunkers inevitably sent them to their dooms. That maybe, maybe with her he could survive without YoRHa or Command and maybe put the pieces of his existence into place.

It all had been twisted and stripped away from him in one swift strike into 2B’s Black Box, killing her near instantaneously.

He had dwelled on it for so long, losing the concept of time in his mindless quest for vengeance and purpose, dwelling in the feeling of being truly alone, no Operator or Server or Bunker to support him or fill his head with the countless thoughts of others should he decide to plug into the chatter.

None of that. It had been himself and the same thought: “she’s gone. She’s really gone. She’s gone. She’s gone. She’s gone. She’s gone. She’s gone. She’s really gone. SHE’S GONE, SHE’S GONE SHE’S GONE SHE’S REALLY GONE SHE’S GONE SHESGONESHESGONESHESGONESHESGONESHESGONESHESGONE.” and no one to reprimand him for his deteriorating mental state or just take the memories away.

When he had restarted on the rubble of what remained, it had taken so long to adjust to who stared back at him, eyes gazing into his with sorrow and relief, her hand gentle.

Was this…was this his 2B?

“Nines…” she whispered, shattering his heart into dust.

He felt tears blurring his vision, falling from his eyes and onto the ground below.

He had wanted to kill her, to finally lay to rest his demons. He had needed to see her die before his eyes, to replace A2 — someone who knew nothing of her — with himself and her blade with his own. Killing those other models had just cemented it in: she was gone and nothing he could do now would make it stop. They had her face and features and everything else, but they weren’t her. They had none of her personality or character or snide humor.

They were just…androids with no meaning attached to them.

And that feeling of nothingness when he killed them was exactly why he despised that it had been A2. Killing 2B held none of the weight that it should have; she just saw her as another YoRHa to kill.

Yet here she was. The only 2B that mattered.



He was pathetic. He could see it now.

Those other androids were different. How could he even think he would be able to kill the one person who mattered to him the most? It would be similar to cutting off his own arm: bloody, painful, agonizing and even more traumatizing than watching her die. But it had been so easy to rationalize it that way. To blame it all on A2, on the machines, on YoRHA, on humanity.

What was not nearly as easy, was to realize that she was only trying to protect him. That she had died for him and that it was all his fault.

“I’m sorry,” he wailed, holding her hand closely to his chest.

“Hey, what’s up with the duo in black?”

“Hm? Oh, the YoRHa units. I forgot; you weren’t around when all that happened.”

“Yeeeahhhh, the whole “shit blew up and then there was a tower but now there’s not” happening. No one can shut up about it.”

“Haha, yeah, it was terrifying, no lie.”

“I imagine. But um, why does the guy keep staring at her?”

“I dunno. After everything that’s happened, it’s only natural to want to make sure this is all real and not some sick dream.”

“That’s nice. But.”

“But what?”



“He’s staring at her ass.”



“Well, it’s a nice one, not gonna lie.”

“…you’re useless.”

“I can tell you’re staring, 9S.”

“Ngh?! Wait, it’s not like that!”

She held back a chuckle, wanting to tease him a bit more.

“I…I uh…I’m glad you’re here, 2B.”

“So you can ogle your partner?”

“No…because it’s easier.”

2B stopped in her tracks, turning to face him. He refused to meet her gaze and instead looked to her shoes as if they held all the answers.

“What do you—”

“It was hard.” His voice cracked as past trauma was dredged up from that ugly place within him, muck and blood and tears clinging to it. “And it still is. Some part of me thinks that this is just another stage of the virus and you’ll just be another clone, not you. The real you. The one that matters.”


“I know, it sounds stupid, but…it’s a possibility for me. I’ve seen you die once before.”

“…it won’t happen like that again.”

“Yeah…” He trailed off, his hands clenched into fists. “But you’re going to die one day, right?” When he finally met her eyes, his were resigned and bitter. “And…it’ll be the same thing over again.”

2B reached down, unfurling his tight fingers and clenching them in hers. He looked surprised, so maybe she had done the gesture bit too roughly. She closed the distance between them, her nose against his and eyes forcibly meeting.

“That won’t happen for a long time, Nines,” she reassured, attempting a softer tone than usual.

He looked down at their entwined fingers, flexing his digits as if to test her grip on him and his grip on his reality.

“But it’s going to happen.”


“That’s not…reassuring.”

"It’s the truth…I don’t like it any more than you do. But until then, I’m here. We’re here. Despite everything, can you believe that we’re real?”

Fingers linked with hers, he took a moment to cling to her a little longer before his quiet reply.

"…yeah…” His eyes morphed into liquid pools of deep blue suffering and relief, so many emotions so clear below the surface.

It was difficult to gauge when she would crack the surface and when he would find the mental fortitude to speak to her about the time between her death and reawakening, and perhaps that time would never come.

But she would stay with him, protect him, fight with him, love him, as part of the message their entwined fingers made clear.

I’m alive. I’m alive and I’m here for you. No matter what happens, I won’t let you suffer alone again.

(Authors notes) So, this is part request and part wish fulfillment, all shameless romancey trash that keeps me going on those cold, Canadian nights.

So, I have this little headcannon that 9S has some form of PTSD after the events of ending E. Yes, he’s over the moon that 2B is back, but at the same time, he can’t just forget everything that happened to him and his Waifu. If android show all these ranges of emotions, it’s only natural that they could be mentally scarred. And 9S clearly had a breakdown, so this only adds onto it. He’s still the same spunky boiboi who I love so very much, but he’s now so very aware of death and dying and losing what matters to him.

I think when I have time, I’ll post this fully formatted onto Ao3 when I update Cadence and do this other prompt.

anonymous asked:

Hi, I'm not sure this is the right place to ask but you seem to know about it, my question is who/what is Christian Pure Spy? I see him a lot

(Image by mit-332)

Christian Pure Spy was a fan character created by Korean artist mit-332, depicting a Spy wearing all white, no tie. The concept behind CPS was what would happen - if I read it correctly - if the RED Spy that follows KelThuzedMadness/Kekas Van Normundy’s Christian Brutal Sniper around would die and be resurrected from the dead. 

(Images by johnny217 and pybun)

Interestingly enough, Christian Pure Spy being implied to be the RED Spy is something often left out in fan interpretations in this pristine white Spy. Further interpretations from roleplayers as well as many artists have also lead to the “Christian” within Christian Pure Spy to be interpreted in a religious context, despite how mit-332 stays faithful to how the Christian aspect of Christian Brutal Sniper was never really meant to be religiously tied in. 

(Image by silsol)

Aside from being created in mind as a close friend, love interest or shiptease, the appeal for Christian Pure Spy - especially put next to Christian Brutal Sniper and considering his Origins backstory - was that CPS was the antithesis to CBS: pacifist, peaceful, and positive. And for a guy like that to hang around a crazy cannibalism-implied psychopath like Christian Brutal Sniper - that was the biggest appeal. It was Heaven and Hell, it was an Angel and a Demon, it was Day and Night, it was Water and Blood. This was easy to get mixed in with the religious interpretations of CPS from artists and roleplayers.

(Image by FlamingHammers1997) 

This is why very often, Christian Pure Spy was seen with Christian Brutal Sniper - not too often was he seen as a rival, but there were quite a few that liked to interpret Christian Pure Spy as a rival instead because of just how different he is. This came around when Pybun released a Christian Pure Spy skin for BLU Spy for TF2 a good while back and somebody got their hands on it and hexed it, and the Freak Fortress fans started raising protests against CBS having a love interest, arguing CBS’ character was far too heartless and careless about humanity to deal or get the attention of somebody like CPS.

There was also some controversy about the religious interpretations of CPS interfering with how we were never supposed to figure out whether or not the “Christian” in Christian Brutal Sniper was religious or not (it was implied he was but no explanation was ever given up until Origins, in which one could say Brutal Sniper is Christian because of his resurrection). This, combined with such a peaceful, pacifist personality as well as him being “sidekick material”, might be why CPS never really broke through into the Freak Fortress world when Gentlespy and RED Spy were already there.

(Image by uberchain)

(Image from blukoala, cosplayer is OrphanHooligan)

Christian Pure Spy not breaking through into the GMod/Freak Fortress scene was not something that deterred any of the artists who really liked him, however. Fanart continued being made from drawing artists, Gmodders, and even the Source Filmmaker folks jumping in on the fun. Fanfic and roleplays continued onwards, and it even got to a point where there was cosplay of Christian Pure Spy!

(Image by witchyAZ09)

Eventually, this religious interpretation was enough to have Christian Pure Spy debut in a Gmod Freak Fortress series, known as DW vs TK vs CBS. A collab by Lemurfot (famous for their freak, Team Killer, as well as their slasher horror-movie grunge stop motion storytelling) and witchyAZ09, the series takes Christian Brutal Sniper and Christian Pure Spy, partners them up with the antitheses in mind (leading to implications of head-clashing going on behind the scenes) and re-imagines the original concepts for the sake of their story: CBS is a maniacal, unsympathetic strong murderer who loves the heat of battle and is not afraid to challenge somebody who is supposed to be Satan’s daughter, while CPS is depicted as a stoic but pacifist priest with some interesting powers of his own, Lord-given to him in case he has to resort to violence, that he’s able to SUPPRESS the rage of Satan’s daughter at one point with the power of Christ. 

To sum it up, I’d say that at this point, the popular interpretation of Christian Pure Spy that a lot of people like to use might not be entirely mit-332’s original concept of a pure white lover who was resurrected the same way as somebody who was a dear friend. Hell, not everybody’s interpretation of CPS is the same as this dude’s interpretation of CPS, or this chick’s interpretation of CPS. Even his clothes change every now and then: is it just a white shirt? A white tie too? Is it a white cassock with or without a gold cross? How about the full-on priest cassock? Hard to say, it seems to differ from artist to artist.

(Image by pybun)

However, there’s a couple of things that remain the same for the interpretations: that pristine white coat and that sweet, doting personality so very contrasting to the insanity and bloodthirst of Christian Brutal Sniper’s. And whether it be as a friend, a lover, a partner, a friend, a rival or an enemy - and whether or not we figure out why on Earth CBS in the first place is Christian and whether or not CPS should actually be Christian either - that’s a lot of Christian Pure Spy’s appeal in contrast to Christian Brutal Sniper’s:

(Image by uberchain)

Heaven standing right next to Hell.

anonymous asked:

I believe that kaisoo are more than bros, and I'm sure they have (or had, at some point) a relationship. BUT when I see those gifs of kai being seriously annoyed and jealous for a little kiss on a forehead, I'm worried that their relationship is not the most healthy ever. I am a girl who has a girlfriend, and I'm at school with her, but we're not really out, so we have to deal with boys being flirty with the other one and stuff, but we've never reacted this way. Kai seems so overpossessive...

(I know my case is in no way the same than theirs, but being so possessive and jealous is never a good look for a healthy relationship…)

Different couples have different dynamics. Different people have different personalities. It doesn’t mean that only because two people are jealous or possessive that it’ll automatically make their relationship unhealthy. If KD relationship was really toxic like some people are claiming it is, KS wouldn’t, for example, hang out with his friends. He wouldn’t even have a life outside this relationship and that circle of friends. Besides, there are other signs that show what a unhealthy relationship really is, which, for the other points KD shows in public, isn’t the case at all. 

So, I decided to get a list of points that a healthy relationship has and compare with KD situation. Ofc that, as a random person online that don’t know them at all, I won’t be able to apply to their case 100%, but, based in what we can see for their dymanics, it’s evident that (this was a list took from this website):

  1. You Have Your Own Space: like it was already mentioned, even if JI doesn’t like KS friends of find some mentions annoying, KS still goes out with whoever he wants, even going to another country with them. Just because people are jealous or possessive, it won’t automatically stop the other partner of living his life.
  2. You Treat Each Other With Kindness: I will mention this point based in their EXO Second Box interview (analysis here for a context). If you compare JI way to talk about and to KS is different how he does with other members (just compare how he talks with CHN in the same occasion). And KS reciprocates it just fine.
  3. You Make Decisions Jointly: The example I’ll give may be dumb (it was also happened during EXO Second Box), but it shows how they take each other’s opinion into consideration. During their water park time, CHN asked what they wanted to eat and they basically kept saying what the other wanted to eat (chicken and ramyun. For a better detail, click here). Like I said, it can be a dumb example, but it shows how they consider decision as a team. And you can’t find it in a unhealthy relationship.
  4. You Are Intimate: we don’t need to know about their sex lives to sense that. Just see other moments that were spread around many other KD blogs.
  5. You Speak Your Mind: to me, it shows in moments where they show their true opinions about each other like, for example, the time KS fixing JI’s ring (remember that the members like to say that KS nags a lot, which is NOT a compliment to his personality) or JI admiting he only “watched” Cart and not his dramas. If they were there to only please each other and the audience, they could have just lied about it and gave the “oh, I watched all your movies vibe” or not saying that something isn’t right. But they seem free to do that. An unhealthy relationship doesn’t give you this honest space at all.
  6. You hold each other up during tough times: this one I found in this post. When I remember all the times they were there for each other in public eyes, caring about each other, most of the times without saying a word about it, it shows me how beautiful their relationship is.
  7. Your relationship has gotten stronger over time: well, if stay in a relationship for more than five years isn’t a proof of how they are as a couple like them, idk what it is. 

So, I think that, considering all their history and public moments and how deep they are, there shouldn’t be a space to conclude they are in an unhealthy relationship. After all, like Psychology Today pointed out really well:

Today, we look at the flipside—warning signs of a toxic relationship. While many relationships may display one or two of these, toxic relationships will often feature multiple alarm bells.

If you are interested in knowing more about abusive/toxic/unhealthy relationships, I suggest you to see this list with 51 Signs of these. It’s important to be aware if our relationship with others isn’t like this, in the end of the day. And, if it is, get the hell out of it asap before it’s too late.

The signs from a Cancer Point of view (use 🌞 + 🌜):
  • (My posts are backwards on purpose)
  • Pisces: Oh my lord, you can be so silly. I love how infectious your giggle is. You can think of things in ways I would have never even thought; you're almost too creative for your own good. I know sometimes you're not so good at art, like most posts predict, but the way you speak is beautiful, like your words were perfectly arranged to form a mosaic of variegated interpretations. You let everyone's experiences influence you to the point where you take them on as your own, and that's ok. I know that just helps you stay close to the ones you love, as if living in their memories with them strengthens your connection with them.
  • Aquarius: You can be distant, but care with every pulse of your heart. Sometimes that's what confuses me. There's a reason for everything to you. You want to know cause and effect, but I'm worried for the day when you realise that not everything has an explanation; at least not one easily confined by mere words. You're not devoid of emotion. You're just much better at deciding when and how to deal with them. How do you do that? How do you know how to reach out for help without burdening everyone?
  • Capricorn: We are opposites. You work so hard to be happy, that sometimes I think you hardly stop to enjoy even the small things that have a magical air to them; like the plush towels against your skin, or the pattern of the sky that will only freeze for a few seconds more. To you, it's all about pushing forward and getting things done, and I love your motivation, but don't you realise how stressed out you get yourself? You can be cold, but that's only because sometimes you don't want to stop to feel...you know what will happen if you do.
  • Sagittarius: I am amazed at how much patience I have with you. You're so carefree, and I don't believe I have ever seen you stressed. Sometimes I get frustrated with how you treat others, but I know you don't mean to hurt people on purpose. I love how you want to be a free thinker, you don't let others cloud your thoughts or decisions, unless you really love them, then in that case you trust their opinions. Not everyone can or could ever earn your trust. You have clarity when most others are stressed because you've detached yourself from them so successfully. I'm glad that you of all people could take the weight that you do, though I'm not pleased that you have to in the first place. You handle beatings with grace, and you hold your ground firmly.
  • Scorpio: You're the most passionate person I know. When you talk about what you love or hate, I can see the propellers churn in your eyes. You love to love and hate to hate. I know it's hard to let people in, but I'm thankful you chose me of all people. I'm sorry I can't always be there when you sob in your bed late at night, but you always hold off when you're ready. That's ok too. I know you don't like to be pushed. Sometimes you let others passions overtake your own and you get so confused and tired that it's hard to face anyone. You want to love so badly, but you're always doubting yourself. Your thoughts can be overwhelming and it seems lonely in crowds, even around your own family, but even you need to trust more than one person.
  • Libra: You of all people know what to do and say all the time. I enjoy just sitting back and watching you talk and interact with people; you get that everyone is different, and you treat them according to how they are. If only people had that same respect towards you. I love how you can diffuse conflict as if you're stroking the nuzzle of a wild horse. You listen and think before you speak. You thrive on the subject of philosophy because you think, and it does, makes you a better person. You love everyone and you value friendships and relationships. You don't know who the right partner is, but I know when you find them, they will make you feel like the only person in the world, just like you do with everybody else.
  • Virgo: There's a lot to worry about. You are the one that I wish I was the most like. You live in the moment, without leaving the past or planning for the future. You're aware of the things larger than life, and you respect them, but you understand how all the little things contribute to the infinite tapestry. I wish I could notice and appreciate as you do. I know you focus too much on the tangible, and I understand that it's easy to get lost in the world of perfection and imperfections, to ignore the thoughts and feelings of others. Most people think you are cold, but I think there's more to it than that. Maybe you just know what to do with your feelings, and they're under your control, and yours alone. You're calm and always seem to be at ease. In no way should that be a crime, after all, many could learn a thing or two from you.
  • Leo: I find a lot of admiration towards how confident you are. Your presence alone is awe-inspiring. Everything you do--the way you walk, how you speak, your gestures, everything--looks so effortless but well thought out. Watching you is like enjoying a movie where every movement is perfect. I love the way you make me feel like we've know each other for years. I am at ease and comfortable by your very presence. One might expect your voice to be loud and authoritative, but it's soothing and suggestive more than anything. You want to make everyone feel like your friend, and I know it has no malevolent purposes, but it's for your own conscious because you can't bear a single person disliking you.
  • Cancer: I could tell you how seething your own mind is, but I'm sure you already know that. You can be so optimistic that you become blind to the worse in human nature. You have fallen victim to many schemes of manipulation, and each time you've beaten yourself up for it. It's ok to yell and scream and cuss. In fact, it's normal to let yourself explode. Nothing could ever right the wrongs that you can never seem to forget. I'm sure that even though they haven't made it up to, or apologised, that they still love you. Not everyone is like you where they can hold onto their emotions and keep it from lapping over the edge. People say things they don't mean, and they make mistakes. It's ok to not be able to forget, you just have to find a way to love again despite their wrong doings.
  • Gemini: When I am with you, I am never bored. There's always something to talk about, and you're willing to look at every side of a story because you love to be fascinated. You are so animated when you speak, as if you're trying to replay and exert the experience to everyone so that they can experience it as you once did. I love your acceptance of art in all its forms but most of all, I appreciate your desire for knowledge. You may not be the smartest, but you are the one to show me how to think.
  • Taurus: I see a lot of posts categorising you as being a glutton for food. Truth is, you love to enjoy things you like, and by no means is that bad. Some people talk about what they like and you feel their radiance through their words, but with you, you don't have to say anything. I feel your content seeping into my veins and I too become enveloped in this world of yours where the finer things of life are adored. I value your opinion because you learn to know and feel every inch of something before you can decide to love or hate it. You have to know for sure because once you make a decision, by God you stick to it. I love how you're supporting and refreshing for anyone who needs it. You've made some good calls, and also so bad ones, but you've learned from both and you can separate truth and fiction like nothing I've seen before.
  • Aries: You are the epitome of fire. I know it's easy to think of everything at once, and it gets extremely overwhelming. I think you tend to overlook other people's feelings for the small minute things that really don't matter. Your opinions and desires matter, just understand that you can't make anyone agree with you. You have a silver tongue, and it's hard to resist your logic, because despite how wrong you may be, you take record time in thinking up of an argument and at the same time shred your adversary to pieces. Some say it's water that wears you down slow and painfully, but I have witnessed the hot flash of your flames burn and dissipate. You get caught up in the moment. It's no biggie. I respect that you have confidence, I love that. You are into fast paced things, and I don't think I've ever seen you relax without falling asleep. You really amaze me at how adept you are at working under so much pressure. You've been through a lot, heaven knows, but we both know you've become a better person because of it. Your optimism is what pushed me through my own experiences, and I am most grateful for you especially.

I currently have two other fics pulled up that I’m trying to write and what happens? I spot @whore4batfam ‘s headcannon about Damian not quite believing Bruce could want him, and this happened. 

Thanks so much @whore4batfam for letting me write this, I hope you enjoy it. 

Warnings: Angst

Words: 1106

Original HC 

Edit: I have been informed that I forgot a very important Robin in my list and have fixed it, I love Steph very much and need to write more stuff with her in it.

Time was supposed to be the healer of all wounds right? Damian didn’t believe it, not at least at this current juncture in his life. He had hoped that after working with his Father for as long as he had, he’d trust him a little more, or at least be willing to listen.

“What happened out there tonight, Damian?” It wasn’t a question, but an accusation, one that demanded an answer.

“I did what I had to, Father,” his voice was as clipped as Bruce’s and Damian didn’t care, this conversation was one they’d had too often for his tastes and he was tired of it.

“You almost killed him.”

“But, I didn’t.”

“That’s not the point, being Robin means showing restraint.”

There it was, the lesson Damian had known was coming, the same lesson he’d learned countless times while with Grayson and later with his Father. The same lesson he’d put into play tonight during their fight. The man had been a killer -a child killer- and Damian could have easily killed the man, but he’d made a promise and he wouldn’t break it. Not that his Father seemed to believe him.

Bruce never seemed inclined to believe Damian. They’d been working together for longer than he had with Grayson, and been through so much more and yet it still seemed to him that sometimes Father still seemed to think of him as the old Damian instead of who he was now.

Damian couldn’t help but wish sometimes that Grayson was still Batman or that he was Damian’s partner instead. Grayson trusted him, or at least knew him well enough to understand his intentions during a battle. Most days his father still didn’t even seem to want him around, let alone take time to discuss his reasoning during battle.  

Damian knew he was being harsh, but how else was he supposed to feel when they argued more than they talked about these kinds of things? He took in a breath, perhaps that was the problem, he retaliated more often than he should. Talking was always the better option, no matter who started it.

He managed to ease the irritation out of his voice and hoped he sounded as sincere as he felt, “If you would let me explain what happened, I think you’d understand the situation a bit better, Father.”

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I Can’t Help That I Love You.(Barry Allen/The Flash Imagine)

Request:  Can I place a request where s/o is training with Barry and when they start sparring with eachother Barry accidently knocks the reader unconscious and Barry apologizing when the s/o wakes up and tries to make it up to them with fluffs? Sorry I don’t want to soumd needy but I’m leaving the country soon and wifi will be a mission to find. Would it be too much to ask if you could do it soon? If not I’ll just wait until I get back. Thanks

I tried my best to get out as fast as I could. My computer has problems and lags whenever I’m on Tumblr. Anyways, as always I hope you enjoy!


Barry was always cheery and optimistic which was different as you were born and raised in Starling City, and this feature of his made you fall for the scarlet speedster. You two became sparring partners after you saved Jesse and became part of Team Flash. You were quite skilled as you were formally an Argus agent and worked with the Suicide Squad. 

This day, however, Barry was not in his cheerful, walking on sunshine mood. You asked your friend, who happened to be your secret crush, what was wrong but he just said he needed to train. “Barry, punching angry is like running blind.” You tried to reason. “You need to calm down and talk this out.” 

“Alright, so when someone has a gun pointed at your face, you ask them to put it down?” Barry asked you. 

“That’s different.” You sighed as you readied yourself. Maybe if you just knocked Barry on his butt you would be able to talk some sense into him. You both stood in front of each other. 

On a normal training session, Barry wouldn’t use his speed. He thought that using his abilities against you would be unfair. When he trained with you, it all relied on strength and strategy. But today was different. 

He was running around in a red blur and his punches were harder than usual. It was hard to keep up with a speedster, especially with an angry one. And with one final blow, you were down for the count and swallowed by the darkness. 


Your eyes fluttered open and the first thing you heard was Caitlin’s frantic voice that was scolding Barry. “Dad, (Y/N)’s up.” Jesse informed her father and Dr. Snow rushed to see how you were. 

Barry was guilty, he didn’t mean to take his frustration out on you. He was angry but that didn’t mean he had the right to be so cruel to you. Not only had he knocked you out, but he felt as if he had just blown away any chance he had to be with you. 

He sat outside the glass room, watching as Caitlin checked you out. “She’s fine.” Jesse said as she walked out of the room. “Barry, you did quite a number on her though. She’s got a mild concussion. But that seems like the worst of the damage.” 

“Great, now I’ll never have a chance with her. It took me a lot of begging to convince her to train with me.” He sighed, putting his head in his hands. 

“She’s like in love with you I doubt that she’ll lose those feelings because you knocked her out.” Iris comforted her best friend. “Maybe you should go talk to her?” 

Barry smiled, an idea popping into his head. And being the romantic that he is, he sped off to get some flowers and some Big Belly Burger. He came back to the lab with a big smile on his face. Caitlin and Harry came out of your room. “What do you think you’re doing?” Caitlin asked. “Are you going to knock her out with grease and salt too?” Barry shook his head laughing. 

“It’s my effort in wooing her.” He confessed. 

Her cold exterior seemed to dissolve as she began from ear to ear. “She’s on some pain killers… She’ll remember what’s going on around her but she’s a little giggle box right now.” 

Barry waltzed in your room. “Am I hallucinating or is my actual Prince Barry going to sweep me off my feet because he literally made me head over heels.” You giggled and then put your hands over your mouth. “Great now you know I like you.” Your cheeks heated up as Barry set the flowers aside. 

“Good thing, too.” Barry smiled, gently. 

“There’s the Barry I love.” You smiled back. It was like word vomit. You knew that it was coming out your mouth but you had no control over yourself, you just had to say it out loud. 

“You love me? Even after what I did?” Barry asked as he placed the food out. “If I were you I’d be kicking and screaming, even if I was on your giggle juice right now.” 

“The thing is, even though I should be angry or scared, I can’t. I Can’t Help That I Love You. I’ve seen the dark side of you before, it doesn’t scare me off. I can’t help it. Even if you did kill me or hurt me millions of times. I’ll still love you.” You confessed. You weren’t sure if the drug was making you say these things or if you truly wanted to tell him this. 

Either way, you were glad you did as Barry smiled and then pulled you into a kiss.  

Strictly Professional [Part 2]

[Business!Dean x Reader AU Series] 

 You thought you had everything you wanted in life. You were the boss of a well-established company, you had great friends and family around you and you were engaged to your dream man. Everything in your life felt like it was going amazingly. Until, one night you answer an unexpected phone call which completely changes everything. After that, things just seem to go from bad to worse- will you get another shot at happiness?

Part 2 Summary: You introduce your new business partner, Mr Dean Smith, to the rest of the office and you both get an unexpected invitation.  

Word Count: 2,595

Warnings: drinking, language

A/N: This whole idea has kind of taken on a life on its own, but I'm really enjoying writing it so far. The Dean x Reader relationship will be a slow burn, because who doesn't love a flirty Dean? Hope you guys enjoy this part!

Part 1 -Part 3

The next morning, you headed to your office 30 minutes early to prepare for the staff meeting you had to hold. Mrs Winters had sent you an email the night before, suggesting you introduce Mr Smith to all your office staff and inform them of the changes. You had already spoken to Kevin about it, you apologised that it was so unexpected- but promised him that his change in role wouldn’t affect his pay. He seemed content enough with that, it didn’t stop you feeling guilty about it though. He assured you that he knew it wasn’t your fault and that he’d miss being able to work directly with you.  The whole situation was so frustrating for you, you weren’t happy with any of it. It felt like Mrs Winters was trying to take over your whole role in the business.

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The Game


The game had started out normal enough. It was a game that had actually become pretty popular since the two superheroes of Paris had been spotted. Two teams were divided up into “Chat Noirs” and “Ladybugs”. Each team member was marked by either a black mask or a spotted red one. Then, the object of the game was for one team to get the other out by tagging all of its members. The last team standing wins. Pretty much like an insane game of tag.

Yes, this was an insane game of tag, Marinette decided as she hid behind a box. Her school had gone overboard for the annual Ladybug/Chat Noir tag game (this was only the second year they were doing it). It felt like they were in some laser tag or paintball place instead of their gymnasium. Boxes of various sizes littered the ground, providing places to hide. Some people had actually crawled on top of them to sneak attack the other team. But Marinette… She was just hiding.

Of course, she had tried to take charge of the Ladybug team earlier. Then Chloe, who had wanted to be on the Ladybug team rather than the other with her beloved Adrien, devised some crazy plan and got all of the team members to go with her. From what Marinette could hear, almost all of them were taken out by the Chats. She had to groan when she heard Chloe shrieking about how the other team had cheated.

The game couldn’t end this way. Not with Marinette hiding behind a box while the Chats (she really wanted to groan at that as well) picked off her teammates one by one. She was Ladybug after all- the real one behind the flimsy red paper mask. So even without her yo-yo and even without her trusty sidekick, she was going to fight.


Adrien wished he could actually be Chat Noir while playing the tag game. Of course, they were winning, but occasionally after tagging an enemy player out, he’d forget he was Adrien and had a way he was expected to act. He’d whoop with victory and look around to find Ladybug to make the pun on the tip of his tongue. Then, he’d only see classmates with black paper masks staring at him with wide eyes and his smile would falter. It wasn’t necessarily the enthusiasm that would surprise them; just that it was coming from Adrien. Quiet, kind, never wanting to rub winning in someone’s face Adrien.

Oh, how he wished Nino was playing. But Nino had offered to help Alya film the entire thing for the Ladyblog. They’d gotten permission from the school to put it up on the website to help advertise the event. The headmaster hoped it would become a community activity next year.

Not even Marinette was on his team. Sure, she was always strangely nervous around him (he hoped he didn’t say something to offend her), but that didn’t mean he didn’t consider her a friend. So, Adrien was on his own as he continued with the game. And he was good at it, too. It was half-named after him after all. He would easily sneak up on Ladybugs and tag them before he was even seen. A few times he was accused of cheating because of how well he blended into the shadows. He was in his element.


People thought the game was close to over. Some of the Chats had gotten out, but only a few Ladybugs remained. They thought the Chats had it in the bag (haha get it cats out of the bag) when someone from the Ladybug team came leaping in as if she was actually Ladybug. Alya couldn’t believe her eyes. It was Marinette. She would leap across the boxes, cartwheeling over people and tagging them as she went. The Chats wouldn’t even register what was happening before they were told they were out by the gym teacher. And no one could catch her. The more people she tagged, the more attention she caught. But she was faster and had soon taken out most of the Chats on that side of the gym. When Marinette finally jumped down from the boxes, she found it was strangely quiet. Was the game over? No, the gym teacher would have blown his whistle and announced the winners. That must mean the remaining players were on the other side of the gymnasium.

See, the gymnasium was split up into two parts. Each team had begun on a different side in the sea of boxes. The two sides were separated by a wide open space in the middle. It was a spot where many people had been tagged out so Marinette had avoided going there. She was in her element when she was leaping over the boxes. She felt she would be defenseless in the middle. But still, she steeled herself and made her way through the maze of boxes.

Marinette felt like Katniss in the Hunger Games going to the Cornucopia. It certainly felt like the whole situation was set up when she made it to the middle to discover three other people making it there at the same time. Her heart sank when she saw it was three Chats- Adrien, Kim, and Max. It also seemed like her heart lifted back up when she saw Adrien smile at her.

“Hey, Marinette!”

Kim, meanwhile was elbowing Max. “It looks like Marinette is the last Ladybug.”

“This’ll be easy. We’ve pretty much won.”

And suddenly, Marinette wasn’t nervous anymore. She felt her blood start to boil like she was facing an akuma. She could not lose.

“Oh, come on guys-“ Adrien started to say. He was interrupted by the blur that was Marinette running past him. Before anyone could react, she leaped over Kim, effectively tagging him. He started to turn around, angry, when the gym teacher screamed that he was out. Max was the first one to unfreeze and started chasing Marinette towards the sides of the open area.

The next thing was as unexpected as what happened to Kim. Marinette ran up the edge of the box and flipped to where she was behind Max. He was out, too.

Her heart pounding, she turned to face the last Chat… Who was strangely smiling at her.

“This just got 10x more fun.” He grinned, starting towards Marinette slowly. Marinette started walking slowly as well and soon the two were circling each other. To Marinette, it looked like Adrien was walking more confidently now. He looked more sure of himself and like he was enjoying himself more now that it was only the two of them left in the maze of boxes. Even to Adrien, Marinette looked like she was graceful and powerful as she took slow deliberate steps around him. Instead of tripping over her own feet like normal, each step looked calculated and strong. With a jump of his heart, he realized she reminded him of his Lady. It made him grin more as he finally pounced.

Ladybug and Chat Noir had never fought before when they were both completely themselves. Everyone at the school later said that if they ever did, the battle between Marinette and Adrien would be what it looked like. Adrien pounced down low, trying to knock her off balance. Without missing a beat, she jumped around him and spun to tag him. Adrien dodged in much the same way and tried to tag her again. It continued like this for quite a few minutes. Like a dance, perfectly choreographed, they moved with a rhythm only gained from having been partners for so long. The outside world slipped away and both continued to move with a smile on their face. They were perfectly content to melt into their hero personas as they playful spun and dodged. But, as if the music suddenly stopped, their dance came to an abrupt end.

Adrien caught Marinette in his arms, hugging her close. Both took rapid breaths, adrenaline still coursing through their veins. Both could feel the other’s heartbeat through their clothes. Both still smiling brightly as they gazed at the other. And, finally, both noticed when the clapping around them suddenly started. Classmates poured into the maze, cheering as the pair jumped apart, faces bright with embarrassment. Something in them pulled their eyes back together for a second, though. It was that something that felt new and different and familiar and comfortable all at the same time. It was that something that caused them to still be able to smile brightly and do what they had done a million times after the fighting was done.

“Mission accomplished.” They said at the same time, holding out their fists to tap it to the other persons. They both froze then, the celebration outside their little bubble fading. They looked past the flimsy paper masks and even looked past their usual selves to see what was truly underneath. And in that moment, everything clicked into place.

“Hey, Kitty.”

“Hello, My Lady.”

Marichat May Day 20 - 3AM Talks

In Good Company

AO3 || FF

Unable to cram any more physics equations into her head, Marinette climbed the familiar ladder up to her roof to cool off from her night of stress. The chilly Parisian air greeted her as she lifted the hatch door and let out a long slow breath. She would only be getting about five hours of sleep at this point and she knew she couldn’t study any more or else her brain would become dysfunctional at the exam, so she did the only thing there was left for her to do: relax.

Settling next to her flowerbed and resting her elbows upon the railing, she watched Paris slowly fall asleep as the stars accompanied her.

Despite the peaceful glow of the city lights surrounding her, however, she felt a nagging feeling at the pit of her stomach. It was probably due to nerves and stress, but she just couldn’t shake the fact that she was forgetting something…

“Fancy seeing you out here,” a voice said from behind her, snapping her out of her reverie. Startled, she whipped around, nearly losing her balance as she did so and grabbing the railing to steady herself.

Reclining there beneath the roof’s antenna with tousled hair and black ears flapping in the wind and a typical smirk lodged firmly in place was none other than Chat Noir.

“Oh, it’s you,” she said, heart rate slowing back down from the initial shock.

“Just, ‘it’s you’?” he said, disappointed. “After saving your life a few times, you’re not even gonna swoon?”

“Oh please,” she said with a hand on her waist and a smile playing upon her lips. She, Ladybug, needing to be saved? The idea made her laugh.

“What’s a purr-incess like you doing out of bed at this hour?” he asked, his ridiculous tail of a belt swishing back and forth.

“Being pestered by a cat,” she said, “or were you asking about ten minutes ago before you showed up?”

“Oh, don’t pretend you don’t enjoy this,” he said, propping his head up with an elbow.

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INFJ - My Relationships With (Some) of the Types

ESTJ: For some reason, ESTJs get a bad wrap in the MBTI community and I don’t really understand why. Granted, when I first met my ESTJ friend, she irritated me. She was bossy and weird. She would take over events that were not her responsibility to facilitate to make sure things ran more smoothly. She had strange interests and enjoyed hugging and swinging me around (she’s at least seven inches taller than me). The better I got to know her, the more comfortable I became around her. I love talking to her about so many things. When she communicates through her Ne, she’s absolutely amazing and just enjoyable to be around. Yes, she can be definitely pushy, but she’s genuine. Honestly out of everyone in my life, she’s the most comfortable person I can ever be around. I can relax my Fe and speak my mind about anything and everything with the confidence she’ll listen, contemplate on my words, but still keep strong to her own point of view.

ESFJ: I know multiple ESFJs, but the one I’m closest to is my older brother. As a whole, I have a difficult time getting along with ESFJs straight off the bat. I find their dominant Fe a bit overwhelming and unsettling. The more I get a glimpse at their real character, though, the more I feel comfortable around them. They’re amazingly intelligent and deep people. For those they’re comfortable around, they’re quick on the uptake and extremely skilled at comebacks on the fly. Like I honestly would not get into an insult battle with them. When they engage their Ne and Ti, they become fun to discuss random ideas and concepts with (actually, every ESXJ I’ve met has had a well developed Ne). Honestly, a lot of the times I find them having the potential to be a lot crueler than any other type, which is a bit funny in my opinion.

ISFJ: I only know one ISFJ that’s a couple years younger than me. Despite having the same auxiliary and tertiary functions, sometimes I do find her a bit difficult to get along with at times. Her inferior Ne makes her worry too much about everything which tends to irritate me because I think she stresses herself a lot over nothing. Many people tend to think of her as a ditzy person, but she’s honestly a lot more profound and analytical than she seems. Like she doesn’t share her thoughts a lot? But when she does, it’s like damn. I think the thing that stands out the most about her is that she’s very hardworking for the sake of other people. She willingly gives her time and energy for her family and others without expecting a word of thanks in return. In a way, it worries me a bit because she deserves a lot as a person, but her Si-Fe combo is going to make her settle for a lot less. I hope she becomes more straightforward in regards her thoughts and needs eventually.

ESFP: I know a few ESFPs, ones with a more developed Te and another with a strong Se. The one I’m closest to is the latter. Like the ESTJ, at first, I had a difficult time getting along with her. That girl is constant Se 24/7. For the longest time, her lack of developed introverted functions used to irritate me because she never thought before she acted. She’d live in the moment and would unintentionally lead on guys. When I got to know her more, I fully realized how amazing of a person she is. She’s genuine and down to earth. She’ll drop prior engagements at a drop of a hat if she hears a friend is in trouble. Even though my quiet and rather intense demeanor made it difficult for us to get along at first, she’d never stop inviting me to do things. She’s one of the few that really has put a lot of effort into trying to understand the way that I work which I appreciate a lot. It’s so fun hearing her talk about strange dramas and things of the sort. It’s a bit sad because she has a low self-confidence level at times. She doesn’t understand how amazing of a person she is.

ISFP: Unlike the ESFP, I don’t interact with the ISFP a lot. I don’t talk to her enough to have found a common ground between us two. Still, she’s fun to be around. She’s absolutely in love with makeup and spends a lot of her money on it. She’s amazing at it. It’s rather interesting because as serious and quiet as she is, she has a difficult time standing up for herself. It’s sad too because due to her quietness and resting bitch face, many people are often intimidated by her. In reality, she can be just as goofy and free-spirited as the ESFP. Still, she’s quite the stubborn thing, especially because she seems to be caught in a heavy Fi-Ni loop at the moment. The ESFP is trying to get through to her, but… I’m not sure it’s going to help.

ESTP: ESTPs… I know one and I don’t have a very good relationship with him. We’re friends, but the combination of his dominant Se and tertiary Fe tends to irritate me a lot. He likes getting a reaction out of everything and will usually resort to poking people and things of the sort to get it. Unlike the ESFP, he doesn’t care to look ahead in regards the consequences of his actions at all. He doesn’t care to see how his actions can affect others. At first glance, he’s a very charming and confident individual. He tends to flirt a lot to which he’s both aware and unaware of. He’s very skilled at building things and likes doing improvement projects around the house. He even created a Danbo cosplay for me in the span of one day which was super nice. I don’t mind his presence when he’s able to relax and use his Ti more, but he’s too touchy feely for my likings.

ISTP: My ISTP friend has been my best friend for the past sixteen years. When I first met her, she was difficult for me to be around. She was too energetic, straightforward, and bossy for me. Yet as time went on, she mellowed a lot. When around people, she’s rather controlled, yet way more witty than she lets on. It’s almost amazing how people can feel at ease around her in an instant. While she may not be the most technological person, as most Ti-users are, she enjoys more artistic things. Still, it is primarily Ti that rules her actions. Out of everyone, she’s the person that I can be the most free around. I indulge my Se when I’m with her and her inferior Fe becomes more evident than when she’s around her other friends. She happens to see the more stupid side of me. She’s extremely practical and has a lot of common sense, so she honestly keeps me out of a good amount of trouble. Also, she’s dating an EXFJ at the moment and they’re adorable.

INTJ: The only INTJ (for sure) that I’ve interacted with is my online friend that I met through RPing on online forums. I’ve spoken about her before in an ask, but I’ll do a bit more now. She honestly puts INTJ stereotypes to shame by the way she is in general. Yes, it’s very obvious that Te is in the upper portion of her stack, yet just because it’s there, it doesn’t mean she prescribes to the cold, world dominating, INTJ stereotypes I see perpetuated on the internet. She’s such a genuine person and fun to be around. She can joke around about herself and tease others, always reminding me of the stupid autocorrects my phone made on accident when I’d speak quickly to her (never type swear words too much or else innocent words will change to bad ones…). She’s very consistent, not even willing to change to Fe’s subconsciously persuasive way of speaking. I can always be confident that I can trust her words with absolute truthfulness no matter what.

ENFJ: This one is honestly an iffy. There are two people in my life that seem to be ENFJs, but I’m honestly not too sure. The relationship I have with one of the ENFJs, my mother, is… well, strange to say the very least. Around others, she’s a very caring person. Honestly, my friends think she’s a lot cooler than I am and I totally agree. She has that welcoming Fe, encompassing Ni, and fun Se that overall make her a blast to be around. Around her family, though, she’s a lot more distant. While she’s certainly trying to change, she has a difficult time acting warmly around her children. She tends to be more controlling and absolute than warm and nurturing. I love my mother very much, but I honestly have no clue what she’s truly feeling or thinking.

ENTP: I know two ENTPs and after observing both for a good amount of time, I’m half certain that they’re not from this planet. Both ENTPs are highly talented people, able to excel at whatever they put their mind to. Like for example, one of them is my INTP friend’s best friend from France. God, his music taste is amazing, his photo editing skills are wow, his writing (IN ENGLISH!!!) is five billion times better than mine, he’s majoring in psychology, and he’s charismatic af. He’d always have random things to talk about and he made everything fun, even short contests of who can come up with the most penis puns (it was ridickulous). Often whenever he’d see his INTP friend catching up on and getting to understand his antics, he’d mention needing to “shake things up again” to keep everyone on their toes. His Fe was amazingly developed too. Like probably out of everyone I know, he seemed to be the person that could understand and handle my feelings the most.

INTP: Though I’ve interacted with few INTPs (all online), the one I’m going to talk about today is my RPing partner (friend? buddy? idk). Probably out of everyone, he’s the person I have the best dynamic with. At first, I found him kind of intimidating. He’s a multilingual nerd that can write amazingly well like his ENTP friend, but over time, I got to realize that he’s just a complete dork. I feel free to talk about almost anything with him. Whenever we do talk, our conversations range from food (our most common topic) to weirdly nsfw things because we’re, as he so fittingly states, “curious asexuals.” It’s easy to talk to him because I don’t feel obligated to hold a conversation for a long period of time. He won’t judge me for saying or thinking certain things either, outwardly at least. He also has a strange attraction to fictional characters that are the living equivalent of a trash can.

mittyzyy  asked:

hiya there! good luck on your new blog!! :3 Since i'm gonna have my national exams soon how about iwatobi + samezuka boys trying to study with and encourage their partners :D

(Thank you! And, hoping I’m not too late here, good luck on your exams!)

Haruka: They both sat at the low table in his home with their books and notes spread out over the surface. He was working through a history assignment but kept getting distracted by his partner’s rapidly tapping pencil. Setting aside his work, he leaned over to see that they were stuck on a math problem. He shifted around the table, took the pencil from them, and said, “I’ll show you a shortcut.”

Makoto: “Okay, so…wait, what formula do you use for this one?” Makoto pushed his science textbook towards partner and listened as they explained which formulas were used for different types of problems. When he was confident that he understood, he gave them a little kiss on the cheek and said, “Thanks. You’re really good at this! I’m sure you’ll ace the test.”

Nagisa: “Okay, okay, next one!” Nagisa waited for his partner to show him the next flashcard. They had decided to make flashcards for one another in their most problematic subjects. Whenever they got one right, they got to pick their prize, whatever prize they wanted. He almost always chose a kiss. Honestly, not a lot of studying got done.

Rei: He stared in disbelief at his partner’s disorganized notes. “How…How can you possibly study with this?” At their confused look, he slid his neatly written and color-coded notes towards them and too the seat beside them. “Here, we can share mine instead.” He also took some time to offer pointers on how to take neater notes.

Rin: He laughed as his partner tried to read the passage from their English textbook. When they pouted at him, he calmed down and smiled at them. “No, no, no, the pronunciation is like this—” He drew out each syllable so that they could hear how he did it. When they repeated after him, he wanted to laugh at how cute they were but held it in. “That was better.”

Sousuke: He knew his partner was struggling with their current subject, but it wasn’t his best subject either, to be honest. When he saw them lay their head down on the table and groan, he reached over to gently rub circles on their back. “What can I do to help?”

Aiichirou: He was surprisingly strict during their study sessions. He made sure that both of them kept on track and covered everything that they needed to study. But during their breaks he wouldn’t let them touch or look at their books. Giving them a warm hug and a kiss on the cheek during every break, he made sure to tell them, “I’m so proud of how hard you’re working.”

Seijuurou: Trying to study with his partner was always a bust for him. He was never able to actually focus on what he was supposed to be doing. Instead, he usually just ended up watching them. The little crease in the forehead when they got stuck, the way the nose wrinkled when they were annoyed, the little smile when they finally figured something out. He just tried to make sure they were comfortable. “Can I get you anything?”

Momotarou: He usually had a horrible time trying to study on his own since he could never keep on track, but it was different around his partner. They helped him calm down and focus. He really wasn’t able to help them study much since his grades were usually worse than theirs, but he always tried to support them. “You’re the best! Of course you’re gonna do great this test.”

anonymous asked:

lately Set has been throwing around the word 'priestess', and things have started to get sort of, uh, godspouse-y. is that even a thing kemetics do? is there precedence in AE? what would be the implications of something like that, anyways? ugh, i'm just really confused.

Priesthood definitely has a precedence in AE for all genders. However, priesthood for us, in the strictest sense, is not what many other religious groups considered to be priestly, so that’s probably worth keeping in mind. Priests were all about taking care of the gods and keeping their house clean and feeding them, etc. Whereas a lot of people think priests are about “tending the flock” and taking care of people and stuff. Which isn’t really what Egyptian priests did.

As for godspousery, there is minimal historical precedence for it. The closest we’ve got is the God’s Hand of Amun, which was a priestly role that popped up in the MK (iirc) and became more prevalent towards the very very end of pharaonic Egypt.

I don’t remember all of the details about it, though. I’m sure someone around here has a post on it…

In the modern sense, the answer would be a yes. There are Kemetics who are god spouses, Kemetics who are god consorts, Kemetics who happen to do the do with gods… we’ve got it all. It just happens to be very hush hush because certain sectors of our community don’t believe that it could be a “thing”. So be aware that if you were to take on that title, you will likely get hell from people.

Based off of my discussions with O, it’s my personal opinion and theory that godspousery, in a way, is a lot like being an Open icon for the god that you are connected to. And that in a way, it’s like a less direct form of the god having an Open icon in the physical world. Which indirectly means that being a godspouse is a lot like being a priest. Because priests would have taken care of Open icons in the past, and if your body is the Open icon, if you take care of yourself, you are indirectly taking care of the god as a priest would.

But that’s all personal theory and conjecture and I’m still ironing out the details for it. But the moral of the story is that yes, we have priests and yes we have godspouses, and yes we have priestly godspouses, too.

The implications of becoming a priest, imo, is that you’d have a job that you have to perform daily (or close to it), and that it would be a job that you technically would have to facilitate indefinitely. The sucky thing about being a priest in the modern era is that you don’t have state funding and you don’t have other people to take over for you when you get sick or have to move or whatever. I feel like being a priest is a big deal, and it’s something that you should spend a lot of time thinking about before you accept the role. BEcause once you start, it’s hella hard to stop.

I’d also double check that priesthood is what he really wants from you. Communication from the Unseen can get wonky, and sometimes there just aren’t good enough words for the gods to get across what they want of us. So if he’s using that title with you, I’d advise you to ask him what he expects of you, and then determine if A. you can do those things, B. if you want to do those things, and C. if priest is the best word for what he’s asking of you. I used to think that priesthood is what I was aiming for, but only found out later that it’s actually not what I need to be doing. I just didn’t have words for what I am at the time. 

I’d also recommend that you do a trial run before you accept the job. See if its something you can maintain for a full year or so before you decide to take it on permanently. There is a lot to learn during such a trial- such as possible pitfalls, considerations you hadn’t thought of, things you learn you can’t maintain, etc.- and it’s easier to renegotiate details at that point than if you’re already signed the contract.

The implications of god spousery are a little less clear because there are multiple ways to spouse, and the method used to create the link btwn you will have different… side effects. If you are not really an astral traveler, and you only do rites over here to connect yourself to him, there are minimal side effects that you’d probably have to worry about because you’re not necessarily making a link that will last lifetimes. However, if you are a traveler, and you start to work on bonding methods with him as a form of making that connection, you’re running the risk of having this be a lifetimes level obligation or commitment.

There is nothing quite like waking up and realizing “fuck I did this so long ago, and I don’t remember it, and there is nothing I can do about it now and I’m completely stuck because I already did this 9849467 years ago”. Be sure that you’re really willing and wanting to possibly sign up for something that will last longer than this one existence. Be sure that you are really willing to put up with the hell of having a partner you can’t lay physically with, that can’t help you wash dishes, that you can’t take home to meet your parents, etc.

And remember that you’re not under any obligation to take on any role from him. He may huff and get grumpy, but you’re within your rights to say no to him. You’re also able to take as much time as you need to think this through. To give an example, I was sort of… propositioned for a sort of consort/spousal/idkwhat role a year and a half to two years ago.

I’m still thinking on it. I still haven’t made any decisions.

And I won’t make a decision until I am ready. And considering the volume of work and responsibility and obligation that comes with spousery, bonding, and priesthood- I’d tell you to take as long as you need to. There is no benefit to rushing into things. 

Here are some posts that may also be helpful for this sort of thing:

Replace VI Novel “THE NEXT GENERATION” English Translation Part 5 of 9

Thanks for the wait!! Over halfway done!! Here’s part 5 of Seirin’s next generation! In this part we finally meet this guy!

YAGI YUUTA! Who apparently has no sports experience and similar to Kuroko in terms of skill….except he can’t pass either…but Kuroko-senpai is there to support him! Meanwhile things still aren’t looking good between Kagami and Asahina.

Next update: Teiko in Hawaii Part 7-Aomine is unable to focus well in practice regarding the conflict about playing against Tiki and possibly forcing him to quit basketball.

Pst if someone ever draws fanart of Kagami imagining Asahina as vegetables I’d love them forever

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anonymous asked:

what makes you think Miller is a Slytherin? I have never really thought about what his hp house would be tbh but I'm curious to hear your opinion

Nathan Miller is such a slytherin and let’s get right into it.

Loyalty. Slytherin is one of the most loyal houses but their loyalty is different from that of Hufflepuff. It is first and foremost a loyalty to “me and mine.” And Miller has several times proven that to be his mentality. First you have to understand his drive, Miller at no point followed Kane due to compassion towards the Grounders, it was simply because he was presented with two choices and he believed that Kane was the way to keep his people say. Also take into consideration that Nathan’s “people’ is much different to Bellamy’s. His people include his father, Bryan, and a select few of the Delinquents. But probably the most telling of this is that the moment Bryan becomes hurt in battle, Miller is ready to step away  Now let’s talk a little more about Slytherin loyalty. We see that while Miller is incredibly loyal to those he loves and will do what he can to help them, that loyalty isn’t blind as a Hufflepuff or Gryffindor’s can be.

Adaptable. Out of all the characters I would probably say that he is one of the few who adapts to every given situation. Breaking his moral code to get the results he needs is not something that comes difficult to him unlike other characters. 

“Maybe it’s who we need to be.”

 As we see in the beginning of Mt.Weather, Miller has no qualms being kept there because he alongside with his people are safe. But the moment problems rise he turns swiftly and is ready to die if it means escaping. We all know that Miller is Bellamy’s lieutenant which is largely a position with lot’s of physicality. But people always forget that Miller was the one entrusted to tell the parent’s of the deceased Delinquents the news. Meaning that while his physical poweress is something to be wary of when called for Miller can lend himself to a situation that requires empathy, compassion, and understanding. 

Cunning.  Miller is intelligent in a way different from books and equations. He is perceptive. He analyzes and watches those arounds him and he uses it to his advantage. Nathan Miller is cunning. He knows that the best way he can be of help to everyone in this situation is to fall in line. To play the role of double agent and help Abby and Kane gather information from inside. Because who would ever doubt someone that has always been Bellamy’s Lieutenant? Who would doubt the partner of someone from Farm Station? No-one and Miller knows it damn well. 

He slid easily into the role of mocking Lincoln. He was able to lie to his partner without so much as blinking. 

B: “Wanna explain to me why we don’t work the same detail anymore?”

M: “You like days, I like nights.”

If it will help his achieve his goals Miller will deceit and lie all he has to.

Resourceful. if you give Miller a task you can be damn sure it’ll be done and it’ll be done well. 

“I’ve been out there patrolling for the last three months. I know this area better than any grounder.”

In the flashback scene on the Ark while everyone is trying to pry Pike off Murphy with physical force you literally see Miller scan the room before grabbing a pipe and launching it over Pike’s head. 

Anyways I love Nathan Miller, my Slytherin son. 

anonymous asked:

I'm 16 and engaged to my boyfriend who I'm madly in love with.. Are we crazy?? Haha xxxx

Crazy? No. Lot’s of people are madly in love at 16, lots of people want to get married when they’re 16. Lot’s of people also find that who they love at 16 is not going to be who they love at 26, 56 or 86 though. It’s important to give yourselves time to grow as people before legally binding yourselves to one another. 

If you’re meant to be together forever, you can wait to get married for a while. Finish school, go to college if that’s what you want to do, work for a while, move in together when you’re 18, pay bills together, do laundry together, have a car tire explode on the freeway, have a pet die, have a pregnancy scare, freak out about how you’re going to pay rent AND eat AND keep the lights on, have a big fight about how you feel about each other’s friends, feel jealous about someone they work with, experience life for a while with each other and see how you manage. Figure out how you both handle stress and boredom and anxiety. See if they are someone you can live with for the rest of your life. 

Being in love is amazing, being in love and still liking each other after some shit goes down is harder. It’s easy to think everything will be sunshine and roses when you’re 16 and don’t have to worry about bills and rent and what to make for dinner and car insurance and a job you hate and being too tired to have sex. 

If it’s for life, you’ve got time. Be engaged for a super long time. Be engaged for 10 years if you want. But make sure this is the person who is going to grow with you and not away from you.

That’s my biggest advice for young people who want to get married. You grow SO much during your late teens and 20’s. So much stuff happens. And it’s natural that as you’re growing and learning about yourself and how you react to real life that you might discover that you’re growing apart. It’s no one’s fault, it’s just how it happens. I know people who met their partner in high school and got married young and built a life together and are still married in their 50’s and 60’s. But it’s SO rare. And I can tell you that although I know it can happen, I’ve seen a lot more people who thought they wanted to be married at 18 or 20 who ended up divorced by 30 and who missed out on HUGE experiences they could have had if they hadn’t been trying to make a life work with someone who wasn’t fitting with them anymore. 

I was engaged at 18, I didn’t marry that person. He met someone else while he was dating me and broke up with me for her. They’re married and have three kids. That worked out for them. I was with someone from 21 to 28, we didn’t get married. He’s married now and I’m married now to different people. We’re both happy. (I think he’s happy. I don’t talk to him but mutual friends have said he’s happy.) 

I can’t imagine being married to anyone except who I am married to now. I was 30 when I got married. I’m glad I waited. I experienced SO much just between 28 and 30 that was important for me to do so that I could be healthy and an active participant in a relationship. If I had gotten married at 18 to that first guy I probably wouldn’t have gone to college, I wouldn’t have moved out of Alaska, I wouldn’t have traveled or been a music writer or a victim advocate or a radio DJ or a sex advice blogger. I would have been a wife and a mom in no time, I’m sure. That’s what he wanted. He wanted a family right away. He found someone who wanted that with him and I am SO SO SO grateful he did find that person for him and that I moved on and was able to experience all the amazing things I did. And now I’m ready to be a wife and a mom. And I found a partner who is ready with me and is growing and learning with me. We met at the best possible time in our lives for things to work with the two of us. (Fun fact: we went to junior high and high school together but where such radically different people in high school that we would have NEVER worked out romantically. It took FIFTEEN YEARS for us to cross paths again in a way that put us together romantically. Amazing, right?!) 

So, be engaged. Be engaged for a super long time. Be in love. But don’t forget to live your life in the meantime.