and this is not even what they exactly wanted

anonymous asked:

Hi! How are you? can i ask what do you think about all these headline whith Lauren denying Camren? Do you think that reply it was her own decision to shut down Cs to keep her privacy and protect their relationsip or she had to do, like a part of a plan to kill camren? im confused. i really wanna know your opinion. Ah, and thanks for sharing your thoughts with us!

The thing is, now that Camila is solo, the PR teams can go several different directions. They always wanted to “kill” camren, more to the media than the fandom. The problem is, without Camren interaction, a big chunk of the fandom that only showed up for Camren, is fleeing. SO what do they do now? They put Camren back in the headlines. They can use them for PR and still keep Camila’s “straight” image. That’s exactly what they are doing right now. They, or some tabloid, can even “leak” a pic or video, and just counter it with, "it was a phase" or “an experiment”, or “just two young lonely girls having fun on the road"  or, "she was young and confused”. There are several ways they can play it and still keep Mila’s “straight” image.

I do think Lauren has tried to protect Camila, but the sad truth is, Management has total control of their official social media accounts. They can do and say whatever they want through them. Management already achieved their goal. They got Lauren and Camila both out, so to speak, without it being linked to Camren, now they can use it any way they want. The girls have no control over how Management chooses to control and use their image. (for now) The girls are just along for the ride, and we get to sit back and ride along with them.

I do know, when you get this much media attention on a topic, something almost always comes out about it soon after. We basically just have to wait and see what happens next.

anonymous asked:

I'm not exactly a baby witch, because I don't even know where to start. I want to be a Christian witch, I want to work with tarot, angels, and herbs but I just don't know how to get started. Any advice?

Originally posted by youthinkimfruityhuh

The first thing you should do is have an honest conversation with God about what is happening. Most of us have checked in with God and at least told Them what’s up.

Now, I always recommend that new witches learn protection and banishing magic first. Also, sigils are really easy to get started in and doesn’t require any materials, so its a cheap way to get your feet wet.

Get books with correspondence tables before you get books with spells. You want to be able to make your own spells. Don’t rely on others for your craft. 

  • interviewer: how do you feel about the way your team played
  • mike babcock: *knows everything about the team, can tell you exactly who did what play, knows everyone's stats, says happy birthday to relatives of announcers who didn't even remember themselves.*
  • interviewer: is this injured player going to be ready to go for the next game
  • mike babcock: do you want me to get the manager?

(Note: Whoops I saved this in my drafts for some reason and I guess forgot about it? IDK? So this was something I meant to post when I just started the game. I’m now about 4 hours in, FYI. LOL I still don’t even have answers for what the hell this is about?)

Prazza: “They killed our people, infiltrated our floatilla, and tried to blow up one of our ships.”
Miranda: “That’s not how I’d have explained it, exactly. It was nothing personal.”
Jacob: “We can argue over who killed who later. Right now, we’ve got a job to do.”

Um, excuse me? Miranda, was it? Sorry, I had to ask because I, you know, just met you, and you even just admitted to wanting to put a control chip or whatever in my brain. Meanwhile here’s Tali, my best friend from years ago who I saved the world with, and her pals, telling me your people attacked them? 

What the fuck??? Um, no. Shepard would not just stand there with no reaction to this. In the very least, I’d expect her to look at MIranda and ask just how you would explain it, then? Is there a way to make that sound not awful as hell? Or is it supposed to be no big deal because it “wasn’t personal?” 

What is going on?

And shut the fuck up Jacob we certainly do have time to know if I’m working with people who attacked my friend!

Y’know, the people bemoaning Jontron’s removal from Yooka-Laylee would have more  of a point if they weren’t the exact same sort of people who dug up Allison Rapp’s twitter and history, trying to get her fired over her own personal viewpoints. It may not have been why she got removed in the end but that was exactly what started it.

It’s the same thing here. When you do work for a company, you also kinda represent them. That fact that they have you on board speaks about the kind of company they are. I mean, guys, if you had a company and one of your employees was shouting about killing all the whites and such, would you want them on board? Is that the image you’d want to project? Like it or not, that’s gonna leave an impression on people.

It’s not even censorship when a company looks at someone’s actions and decide “You know what? We don’t really want this attached to our name.” … unless that stuff about White Genocide was actually in the game. But I’m gonna guess not.

TL;DR Companies have every right to cut ties with someone if they’re expressing things that can damage their name. That’s just protecting your business. It works both ways.

anonymous asked:

i have an ed and im trying to deal with, but i exercise a lot, which makes it really difficult to meet calorie needs even when i want to. im training to become a firefighter, so i cant exactly slack off on my workouts either. i guess im just asking if u have any tips on being ok with eating what seems like a lot when i have to back burned calories, even if the net calories are basically the minimum of what i should be eating? pls let me know if this questionneeds clarifying <3

Hey love!

First off, congrats on your training, that’s incredible!  This is definitely hard, I think one thing is working away from counting calories and focusing on intuitive eating. So focusing on when you feel hungry and when you feel full and working on learning about your body from that rather than judging it based on calories. Calories really only tell part of the story, you can’t tell what you’re really getting out of food just based on calories or anything that is written on the package. I’m not sure if this is helpful, but it might be a good starting point or somewhere to work towards.














Also sorry about the caps I’m just too excited about everything.

EDIT: Well everyone’s telling me the commemorative photo was before the banquet and it’s making more and more sense as I think of it. Sorry guys, the emotion of the moment. Still, it doesn’t change much about my meta, as others have pointed out. Yuuri just vanished after the banquet and didn’t make it to any other international competition throughout the year. He didn’t even try to contact Victor. Still no explanation why for the Russian legend.

The feeling that this left Victor with is mainly the same. That wonderful guy who asked him to go to his home place and coach him is suddenly not skating anymore. He’s nowhere. Imagine Victor longing to see him in the Four Continents Championship. And then in the World Championship. If he made it to the Grand Prix Final that must mean he was one of the six best skaters of the year, even if his performance there was not the best to prove it. He was definitely expected to be in other international competitions of the season. Victor was expecting him to be there. But the guy just never showed up again. IMAGINE THE FEELING.

And the rest of the story goes mainly as described above~

You know you’re fucked when you’re only 15 but yet it feels like the world could end right there and you would be fine with it. It’s fucked when girls and boys are so young but so depressed, so heartbroken. Feelings fuck you up, i remember when i was only a little girl and i had this whole life ahead of me and all I wanted was a boyfriend. And now after having one, I don’t understand why I needed one, it’s messed me up. Emotionally and physically, I am fucked.

He was the type of boy you could just see yourself lasting forever with, and that’s exactly what I did. He teased me so much that I used to sook about it, but that didn’t matter because at least he was making me smile in some way. He cared so deeply, and he was so sensitive even though everyone I knew saw him as this big tough guy. He was gentle, he was romantic, it was like we were 23 and just madly in love. Our relationship was beyond what you would expect at such a young age, but we were just so maturely in love. But that’s the thing, i’m not 23, i’m so young and now i’m heartbroken and it’s not as simple as going out every night to get him out of my head. I have to sleep early because of school, i have to go to school, I have to study and commit to all of my commitments and it’s impossible to get him out of my mind. He wasn’t just my boyfriend, he was genuinely my best friend and sometimes we fought as best friends would. But no matter how we were fighting, we fought as hard as we could for each other because that’s what love does to you. But one day i guess he just decided to stop fighting, and it wasn’t like I was expecting it. We always swore we would fight for each other, fight for the relationship, fight for our fucking love but he didn’t want too anymore. He didn’t want me anymore, and i can say with all my broken heart that killed me. It’s the worst thing to wake up happily in love and then go to bed broken because you’ve lost the reason why you even got up that day. He said he lost feelings, but I can’t place when. When did he lose feelings? With all of that sweet talk, the kisses, the texts, the calls, the hugs, everything and at some point he somehow started to lose feelings. And it hurt and surprised me so much because everyone knew that he was crazy about me. I saw parts of him that he would never dare to show anyone, we were so comfortable with each other and we allowed each other into our hearts but for some reason he just didn’t want that anymore. I can not place that all in my head, how you can suddenly lose interest in something you once loved. And it wasn’t like the hurt stopped there, no a month later he found himself with another girl. Making all the memories, the love, the jokes, that we were once doing. And the weirdest thing is, everyone around him can see that he doesn’t love her. Not the way he loved me at least. And i can’t seem to process the thought of why you would throw away a diamond for a fake one. Why would you throw away your perfect girl for someone who doesn’t even come close? Fuck, she’s not even pretty and yet i feel like i have to compete with her. And every month goes by, and they are still going strong and for some reason my brain still can’t process it. I still can’t believe that he’s moved on from me because love doesn’t just go away. You can’t just get rid of love because you don’t want it anymore, feelings don’t leave when you ask them too. So what is he doing with her when he can be with me? I’ve never been the girl to wait for someone, i always want to try with everyone but for some reason i am constantly drawn to him, as if he’s truly made for me and i think he is. I think he’s the love of my life and maybe i’m just not his. But when you love something you don’t just let it go, you fucking fight like crazy for it and i can promise everyone i would never go down without a fight. Okay maybe he’s happily in love with her, but what about me? What about my love for him? That doesn’t just go away, that doesn’t get excluded so fuck society and their expectations. Fuck everyone who thinks i won’t succeed. I know what I want, and i’ve never been so determined to get it.

ok so, moist is my favorite discworld character. i love the guy, he’s just swell.

thing is, i’m not a native english speaker. even though i know and understand that ‘moist von lipwig’ is probably the weirdest name ever conceived, i just don’t fully get the full effect.

but today i checked to see what he’s called in the spanish version, and lemme tell you, seeing 'húmedo von mustachen’ has taken like 15 years of my life and now i want to die.

When people ask me ‘What’s wrong?’, I want to say ‘I’m tired in a way that no amount of sleep can fix because today is just as much of a struggle as yesterday was and I know tomorrow will be exactly the same… I’m tired of being everybody’s rock but whenever I’m stuck in a hard place nobody’s ever there to look out for me… But most of all I’m tired of putting a smile on my sadness and calling it ‘fine’ when really, I don’t even remember what ‘fine’ feels like anymore'…

But for some reason, the only part of that I ever seem to say aloud is… 'I’m tired…’

Stuff Even Has Yet To Explain

- Why he is still in school
- Why he changed schools
- Why he ran off the first Sunday morning after the Swimming Incident™
- Why he hooked up with Sonja after he told Isak they were on a break
- Why he wanted to slow things down
- When, exactly, he and Sonja actually broke up
- Who Mikael is
- Why he didn’t want Sonja to call Isak

Y’all know my obsession with mer!Stiles but what about professional merman!Stiles and single dad!Derek whose little girl is obsessed with mermaids?

Derek understands it’s probably not healthy to try indulge all of his daughter’s impossible wishes, but she rarely asks for anything and if she wants a mermaid for her 6th birthday he’s going to find a way to make it happen.

Enter Stiles - professional merman. Derek isn’t exactly sure if a dude is quite what his daughter wants in a mermaid but between not wanting to ruin the surprise and the fact she pretty much squeals MERMAID!! MERMAID!! MERMAID!! when she sees anything that even slightly resembles a fish, he thinks a guy will be fine. 

Derek is expecting…well, he’s not actually sure what he’s expecting. Do professional mermaids grow up wanting to be professional mermaids or does the job just come with a particular…lifestyle, like surfers and lifeguards and people way too obsessed with Disney? Whoever Derek is expecting to show up at his door though, it certainly isn’t someone who greets him by saying, “holy shit, you’re gorgeous” followed by “wait, I mean…holy shit you’re gorgeous.” Derek hasn’t felt his cheeks turn red since he was fifteen, which is why he’s totally not to blame when all he manages to say in return is, “do you come with your own tail?”

“Why, you planning on supplying one for me, big guy? I do have my own tail but if kitting me out in a different one is something you’re into….” he winks, like he was fucking born to, and for a moment Derek is kind of terrified he’s accidentally hired a hooker who thinks Derek has a weird mermaid fetish. 

“Um…no….that’s….okay.” He swears he used to have better game than this. Not that he’s trying to flirt with Stiles. He hired him for his daughter’s birthday party, for fuck’s sake. There are rules. He’s almost certain. 

“Great, well, if you could just lead me to the pool….” Stiles squints. “You….do have a pool, right? Once someone hired me to sit in a bathtub all day and while you might think getting paid to sit around in bathtub all day is the world’s best job, believe me when I say it’s not.”

Half an hour later, Derek blushes again - this is really getting out of hand - when Stiles knocks on his back door, panting, “okay, so, I know my website says professional and please trust me when I say I am but…could you help me get my tail on? Usually I have my buddy Scott to help me set up but it’s his anniversary today and, well,” he shrugs. Derek doesn’t stop blushing for the rest of the day, in fact. Especially during lunch when the kids go inside to watch The Little Mermaid and Stiles flops up onto the pool side, the moles scattered all down his neck and chest doing funny things to Derek under the glare of the sun. Not even the way Stiles’ nose starts to burn puts him off. All it does is force Derek outside, awkwardly standing over Stiles, shyly holding out some sunscreen. 

It doesn’t help that Stiles is perfect with the kids, either. No question is too silly for him and he even manages to coax his daughter’s friend Isaac to the edge of the pool even though Isaac is frightened of mermaids and the only reason he came today is because his daughter promised to hold his hand all day and protect him (which Derek noted fondly Isaac couldn’t stop talking about all week, according to his older brother).

The real problem starts, however, when his daughter asks Stiles if he will fall in love with her daddy because her daddy deserves true love because he’s he bestest daddy in the whole world and mermaids always always make sure when they fall in love it’s the “big explody” kind of love, right? You’re not an evil mermaid, are you Stiles? You won’t try to drown my daddy if he kisses you, will you? 

No, sweetheart, I won’t drown your daddy if he tries to kiss me.” He looks over at Derek, waggling his eyebrows. Derek, god help him, has never been so endeared in his life. 

See, daddy,” his daughter yells, putting her hands on her hips. “I told you.”

Stiles bites down on a laugh and Derek crosses his arms, raises an eyebrow at her. “Lacy, what have I told you about trying to set daddy up with strangers?”

“But Stiles isn’t a stranger, daddy. He’s got a tail.” 

Derek sighs, leading Lacy into the house. “I’m sure Stiles already has a lovely mer…person waiting for him at home.”

“You won’t ever find love if you don’t take a chance, daddy,” Lacy pouts, sounding scarily like Erica whenever they get onto the topic of his love life (which is horribly frequent these days).

“Yeah,” Stiles call after them, “take a chance, daddy! I promise, we merfolk don’t bite.” He pauses. “Much.” He winks and Derek blushes for probably the 100th time that day.

He hates everything.

Except, he really doesn’t because after putting Lacy to bed, he comes back down stairs to find Stiles’ number on the envelope of cash he had left out for Stiles to take. 

We merfolk don’t have use for money but if you want to buy me dinner some time, we do like to eat.

P.S. Curly fries are optional but highly encouraged.

P.P.S. If you bring me this money instead of curly fries, this relationship is not going to work. 

(Spoiler alert: Derek doesn’t bring Stiles his money. Instead he puts it in a box, still inside the envelope, which neither of them touch until Stiles proposes five years later when they use it to buy celebratory engagement pizza and that fancy ice cream that Lacy loves so much - which she henceforth insists on calling “finally ice cream” because, well…..finally.)

Astrological Planets and Compatibility

Sun: Everything - the Sun is usually the pure essence of your personality, and while other planets may affect your initial reaction/feelings, the Sun usually depicts how you actually behave.

Moon: Your feelings at heart. The stuff that’s happening under the surface, that people may not always see. It’s your knee-jerk reaction/thoughts.

Ascendant: How you first present yourself to people. This may not always be exactly accurate of who you are. It’s your “outer shell” and usually only comes into play when you’re first meeting someone.

Mercury: How you communicate/learn. Even if you feel one way, how you express it may be slightly different. You may feel like a water balloon of emotion, and express that in a very calm and logical manner.

Venus: What you enjoy in relationships, how you want to behave in them, what you find attractive in others, and what you use to attract other people. How you feel about making love.

Mars: How you handle our anger, what makes you angry. How you view challenges, and approach things that you want. What you find physically attractive in people. How you feel about sex.

When looking at different types of compatibility, we look at different parts of the natal chart. Of course, to be thorough, you should examine the entire natal chart, but here are the key planets for each relationship type:

Platonic: Sun, Moon, and Mercury. This is how we act, how we feel, and how we communicate. These matter for friendships, because they depict how we behave and how we act around and talk to our friends.

Familial: Sun, Moon, Mercury, Mars. This is how we act, how we feel, how we communicate, and what makes us angry. These matter for our families, because they depict how we behave around the house, and what can set off arguments.

Romantic: Sun, Moon, Mercury, Venus, Mars. This is how we act, how we feel, how we communicate, how we love, and what makes us angry. These matter for our relationships because they all describe the ways in which we treat our significant others, the way we want to be treated, and the things we want.

Classmates/Coworkers: Sun, Mercury, and Ascendant. This is how we act, how we communicate, and our outer shell. These matter for acquaintances because They’re all our out-ward behavior/communications that we present to people who we aren’t as close to.

“but is it still abuse if the abuser doesn’t seem to realize he’s doing it?”

Abuse is defined by the pain and trauma victims go thru, your suffering and fear don’t go down one bit because “abuser may not be aware of what they’re doing”, actually, it goes up! Being tortured by someone who doesn’t care enough to even freaking realize they’re damaging you is much more dehumanizing and emotionally taxing than at least knowing the abuser’s intention clearly and that they’re achieving exactly what they want to achieve. Being lost about abuser’s intentions adds on to the trauma!

It doesn’t matter if they meant to do it or not (in most cases they absolutely meant it or didn’t actually give a shit if they’re hurting you or not as long as they get what they want). Staying safe from this person is important. Stopping the abuse and preventing any future abuse is important. Healing is important. Label the abuser with whatever you need that helps you to heal. Forget abuser’s side of the story and focus on yours. What they agree or disagree, what they’re aware or aren’t aware isn’t nearly as important as stopping that person from harming you, and preventing them from hurting you ever again.

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The critical point  
BTS received a daesang  
MMA album of the year, and MAMA Artist of the year  

It’s really ridiculous right. Nowadays we’ve experience ridiculous things a few time on earth right. As I talked about it several times with my mouth, whether this dream is reality or whether reality is a dream it makes me feel pleasantly dizzy  

Even though I don’t want to be hung on modifiers and titles, but Daesang….Daesang and the name artist of the year seemed like a different kind of weight I can’t explain  

the past and the present, what is BTS’ strength? Where do you get that attraction? How could you do this well?… I get a lot of questions like this…I answered through my own belief and distress but I don’t know what the truth is exactly. And ironically, I heard the thought that “unknowing” is our strength.  

Even though I just said it, we don’t really know exactly yet. Why are you saying such nice words…that what we do is meaningful. why do we receive so much love. I honestly do not know. And it’s strange but I think it’s better. I think it needs to be known about our gratitude to our fans, members, stages and music.  

every morning - when this is going to bed and when I’m waking up - I start or finish the day with gratitude. With appreciation to the entire world, Ah, If we mistook only one step away we could’ve have fallen from this far away cliff but with the support of many different people and the faith in each other we rose. Ah, I am grateful for the weather today. I am grateful for the clear sky. I am grateful for the dark clouds on a rainy day. I am grateful to my friends and family and the people who love me. Ah, I am thankful, I have to be thankful  

Maybe, if we had known form the beginning the path we took was a cliff, we would have run away when we were trainees and hidden somewhere. If not maybe I wouldn’t have started (become a trainee) in the first place. Even though there’s no history, my life wouldn’t be the same would it? So, I am thankful. I’m sorry and grateful. To me. To the world. Also to people.    

My heart is still the same. No matter what position the world defines us in, I want our eyes to match at the same level. If you lift me to show me the world, and sometimes I would give you a ride. Would it not be nice. Because “understand” starts from “under” then “stand”. And because we are all the same human being. (who) feel happy and sad, fear and overcome, laugh and cry.  

I feel that from now on the path we have to go is different world, a new world. Ah, now no matter what we can pick ourselves up. I want us to witness ourselves and see where we go. Don’t wonder until we can fly wherever together. And achieve a lot of things together. I have a vague belief that in the future, we will accomplish many things that we could never have imagined. I thought that vague wasn’t always good but there’s also no vague in the world that feels good like this.    

Yes, everyone. It’s daesang, I also had this ambition but it was just a sparkly dream I couldn’t carry it out, thank you for carrying it out with me. Thanks to you guys I also feel and know everyday what person I am becoming. Yesterday I walked through a creek and picked up the leaves. It reminded me of when I was a child I had red maple leaves and I put them like bookmarks and also sent them in letters to my dearest friends. It’s like this nowadays. Because you have a red maple leaf in your heart too. Let’s see what kind of people we are and treasure it. Thank you for today. Thank you 

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Tom Hiddleston Has Never Looked Better Than He Does in Kong
The reviews for Kong: Skull Island are in, and so far they're glowing. The movie is being praised for its action-packed plot, the crazy post-credits scene, and King Kong in all of his massive, CGI glory, but there's one thing I have yet to see get the attention it deserves: Tom Hiddleston's t-shirt.
By Quinn Keaney

As tracker James Conrad, he spends much of the movie kneeling down to examine broken underbrush, eluding King Kong, and rolling through the dirt to escape giant, underground lizard monsters who want to rip him limb from limb. In other words, a typical day at the office. But his greatest asset is not his gun. It’s not even the Samurai sword he uses to slice his way through a flock of razor-beaked birds. It’s his plain, gloriously tight, gray-blue t-shirt. To put it simply, he looks good as hell. Possibly better than he does in a suit, which is really saying something.

I don’t know how it magically stays perfectly tucked in, or what exactly it is about it that has inspired this obsession, but as a reward for you taking the time to read about this important, high-priority matter, please enjoy the next photos of him and his t-shirt in action.

But that’s just how it works. One day he does something that feels like the last straw, that convinces you to walk away, despite how crazy in love you were. You text him that it’s over and you’re so angry that you swear to yourself to never care again. But a week later, you miss him so hard that you just want to go back begging. But you don’t. And of course he doesn’t either. You can blame it on his ego, but it’s exactly what you are doing too.
You replay every moment you spent with him and every word he said to you and every song you listened to together. You miss him because you used to get through every day knowing that you would talk to him in the night and hearing his voice would soothe you. You miss him because even fighting with him felt like love because you only ever fought for each other. You miss him because your fingertips left glitter on his face when you ran them down his stubble, and it can’t be washed away. You miss him because he wrote his name on your veins and it just don’t seem to fade away. You miss him because his arms felt strong and safe around you and now they must just feel empty.
You miss him so hard and so long and wonder if he ever misses you even a little. You check your phone every hour to see if he has texted you, even though you know he wouldn’t have.
Every second you spent being his feels like a dream doesn’t it? It was too good to be true, and you knew it even then. But would you take it all back just to save yourself all the heartbreak? No. You would go through it a hundred times over if only you could spend those limited minutes feeling that kind of love again.
But you never go back. You never send that “I miss you, let’s start over.” text. You sit there and miss him every second and let the pain kill you.
Does he ever text you saying he wants to come back? Do you ever get over him?
I don’t know yet.