are they really want to cancel this show

anonymous asked:

I’m really sorry for what Liam went through. And I’m glad he’s better now. But how the hell is he allowed to say this? Cause saying he was so bad he shouldn’t be doing shows is blaming his team for making him perform... when it was actively affecting his mental health... and saying they didn’t even have time to stop to enjoy their success implies they were being severely overworked. Like it reads very badly for their team. How can he say these things? And to garbage Dan...?! Weird.

That’s the point. He’s saying these things to the Syco mouthpiece and confirming that they lied about the cancelled show, that it wasn’t for the reasons given, but was because of one of the top fandom speculated reasons - the breakup with Sophia (on top of tour stress).  Which cancels out the other top fandom speculated reason, that it was babygate related.

And perhaps that’s true, I obviously don’t know for sure, but it certainly makes me question a few things.

Why is he telling Dan Wootton, of all people, about this? Why now?  Is he hesitant to tour again and this backs up a decision he’ll make later?

Is Syco pressuring him about something?  If so, what? They say follow the money. Who benefits from him saying this now, to this person?

Additionally, this story comes on the same day, practically at the same time as that blind item saying Harry has an “older” girlfriend, that the VS models are a cover for her, not because he’s gay, which… LOL!

Coincidence?  Maybe.  Or maybe they’re moving to shift the wider narrative again.

But just for the record, the cancelled show was also about a month before he started “dating” Cheryl - on or about the time of the final 1D performance, so yeah… great timing Cheryl. Liam really needed the likes of you swooping in on him right then.

IDK, I want to give Liam a big hug, but I also don’t believe that he’s telling the whole truth.

okay but jake and amy are one of my favorite canon couples and i cannot WAIT till they get married, and i really hope the show doesn’t get cancelled before we see some of their married life after the wedding!! i want DOMESTIC! CUDDLING!

CBS: Hey let’s make a new Star Trek show and put women of color in the lead roles!

Star Trek fans: Oh! That sounds really cool!

Also CBS: Let’s put it on our overpriced streaming service so the fewest amount of people possible watch it

Star Trek fans:

Originally posted by spock---ears

How to stay Positive 🐝

1. Be yourself. Live authentically. To quote Dr. Suess, “There is no one alive that is you’er than you.” Don’t try to be someone you’re not to impress people. You will always be happiest when you are being your true self.

2. Contribute to the world in any way that you can. Maybe for you that’s picking up garbage on your way home from work, or giving money to a homeless person on the street, but you will become a more positive person if you are giving back.

3. Be grateful. Acknowledge how fortunate you are and be thankful that you have simple things like heating, food, and shelter. If you are grateful you will always be able to think more positively.

4. Be optimistic. So maybe you missed your 10:30 showing of Beauty And The Beast, are there later showings? Can you plan a rain check? Wouldn’t coffee be nice instead?

5. Surround yourself with positive people. Odds are, if you spend your time with negative people you’ll become more negative. When we are around positive people we become more positive ourselves.

6. Don’t be discouraged. You will never fail until you stop trying!

7. Be a realist. Everyone has their bad days, everyone. Lest,  I remind you that Walt Disney, J.K. Rowling, and Steven Spielberg, were all rejected before they ever succeeded.

8. Be like Elsa and let it go. Okay so Elsa may not have been the most positive person at first, but by the end of the movie she learned to make a positive out of what was once a negative situation! Don’t hold on to anger, fear, or hurt. Keep moving forward and forgive others and yourself.

9. Help someone else. It’s so easy to make someone’s entire day. Compliment someone’s new clothes or hair cut, hold doors open for people, smile at strangers and share inspirational quotes with friends. You will feel so much happier and positive if you make someone else feel that way.

10. Kick fear to the curb. Stop letting “what if’s” control your life. Be brave and trying something new, or do something that might scare you. Doing something is always better than doing nothing; you might just surprise yourself!

11. Stop and smell the roses. Appreciate everything around you: sights, smells, music. When we don’t take time to breathe we become stressed.

12. Put down those chips. Junk food might make you feel good for a moment but it will only make you feel unhappy down the road. Swap a milkshake for a smoothie, Soda for a glass of water or a cup of green tea, ice cream for a fruit bowl and so on. We can actually eat a lot more raw foods than processed foods without gaining weight or feeling bloated.

13. Get out there. Make plans! Stop scrolling through instagram and snap stories feeling bad about yourself because it’s a Friday night and you’re at home. It’s always nice to stay in every now and then but it’s also enjoyable to get out into the world and socialize.

14. Get your beauty sleep. 7 hours minimum to function and 8 ideally. It’s impossible to be positive when you’re cranky from not getting enough z’s.

15. Exercise. Find the exercise for you. Maybe it’s swimming, hiking, cycling, yoga, dance, or basketball. Working out will make you feel powerful, happy, and accomplished.

16. Don’t compare yourself to others. Other people’s beauty does not take away from your own. Yes, Sarah from math class has a really nice smile…but have you seen yours? Wow.

17. Accept yourself.  Change what you can change and love what you can’t.

18. Don’t sweat the small stuff. Take yourself out of the situation. Is this really a big deal? Will it affect you tomorrow? What about next week? Next month?

19. Be empathetic. Your friend just cancelled your plans for the evening because he is feeling too anxious. What can you say to show him that you’re accepting of his situation? Can you offer up an alternative plan? People want to spend time with people who are kind and accepting of them.

20. Accept that life isn’t linear. There are always going to be ups and downs and that is absolutely normal! You just have to ride the wave  instead of letting yourself drown.

Dear Evan Fansens

Having tried to introduce this musical to friends of mine and their first response was: “that’s the musical with those nervous gay kids, right?”
I must say I am disappointed that we, as a fandom, are leaving the impression that this is what Dear Evan Hansen is about. Let’s go over it again, shall we?

Dear Evan Hansen is a complex musical about Evan Hansen, a boy with anxiety. He gets wrapped up in lies he compulsively made trying to keep up the act he was friends with Connor Murphy, a boy with unstable mental health and anger issues who commit suicide.

He pulls in his friends Jared Kleinman and Alana Beck for help with the project he’s created, only to abandon them without even realizing it when he gets everything he wants. (I am not saying these two are innocent, but they were hurt by Evan.) (Also, do not erase their high functioning anxiety and insecurities!)

He has tricked the Murphy family and his community that he was close with Connor. While helping everyone connect, he is ripping apart himself and others with these lies. In the end, he hurt people. He hurt himself. He survived and is okay now. It’s not the closure we would want and expect from the end of a story, but this story is about life. Life doesn’t always have closure.

Zoe got hurt.

Jared got hurt.

Alana got hurt.

Heidi got hurt.

Mr. and Mrs. Murphy got hurt.

Connor got hurt.

Hurt and mental illness. This is the story. Don’t erase it. Learn from it, instead.

I am not saying that this is all the story is and that shipping anything in it is wrong. I MYSELF SHIP STUFF! I just want the message to be seen. This post highlights the dark and painful parts of Dear Evan Hansen.

I am not saying the show is not happy.

It really can be. It really is. 

Evan created a place where people could learn they are not alone! Alana and Jared were part of it! The Murphy’s healed. 
Everyone healed, as well as they got hurt.

Just because I say one thing, doesn’t mean I cancel out the other. They coexist.

Thank you for listening.

Canceled Date (Steve Harrington x Female Reader)

Summary: After you had to cancel your date with Steve because you have to babysit your sister, Steve invites himself over and manages to show you a completely different side to him.

Word Count: 2512

Warnings: none, maybe just OOC Steve

Note: First time writing for Steve but ay whatever. I hope you all enjoy! Feel free to tell me what ya think! :)

Originally posted by ilovenarcisse

It wasn’t every night your parents would leave you to take care of your 8 month old sister, but after your father got a promotion at his job, they wanted to celebrate. You really didn’t want to ruin their celebration, so you offered to take care of little Anna for as long as they needed you to.

The only bad part was that you had to cancel your date with your boyfriend. You were dating Steve Harrington, the “King” of the school. He had told he really didn’t care about that title, and it was a bit stupid. You have been dating for at least 3 months, and your parents absolutely adored him, and you like to think his parents adore you too.

Anyway, Steve had been a bit upset when you told him you had to cancel. You were both going to watch a movie at his house since you worked at the theater and didn’t want to be there any longer than you needed to.

“Come on (y/n), we’ve been planning this for a week,” Steve said over the phone, you sighed.

“I know, I know- maybe tomorrow I can come over,” you said, feeling bad. Steve was silent for a moment.

“I’ll let it slide this time, but you have to promise me that we’ll spend the whole day together.” You furrowed your eyebrows.

“The whole day?” you asked, you can see him nodding.

“Yup! To make up for all the other times you had to cancel!” You scoffed.

“I only canceled once before this!” you claimed, he hummed.

“All day tomorrow so clear your schedule, babe,” You were silent for a moment, before a smile grew on your lips.

“I’ll get to that…I’m really sorry, Steve,” you apologized again.

“It’s alright (y/n), what are you doing anyway, I didn’t even ask,”

“I have to watch Anna, my parents are going out to celebrate or something,” you shrugged, moving on your stomach, holding your phone against your ear.

“You have to babysit?” he asked, his voice changing suddenly, like he was excited. You nodded as if he could see you.

“Yeah- I’m not canceling on you for no reason,” you laughed, Steve laughed as well. Your heart sped up because you really loved hearing his laugh.

“You know what- our date is not being canceled, tell your parents I’ll be there in 10 minutes,” Your smile fell, and you tilted your head.

“What?”

“You heard me! I’ll be there in ten minutes,” You could just hear him get up, and grab his car keys. You sat up.

“Steve! My parents aren’t going to like it if my boyfriend comes over while they’re gone- they might think-”

“Come on- we’re going to babysit, that’s all! I’ll see you in ten minutes! Love you!” Your jaw dropped. Was he seriously going to come over?

“(y/n)?” his voice broke you out of your thoughts and you shook off.

“I love you too, but if my parents turn you away at the door- don’t blame me!” He laughed, and you did too, before the line went dead.

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Time Out.

Hi. Jakei here. The real one.

I’m gonna delete the latest posts because this silly game is over. I learned something about this…”kind” of excersise. It was funny, but very serious as well..

Let’s get straight to the point.

In three days Underverse will have one year since I created the first animation, the pilot showing my favorite Sanses from de AUs. 

When I had the chance I tried to said all time this project started as a mistake, like a lucky moment to show people my love for art and videogames. But I learned to stop calling this story like that. Is just something that came up to my mind and made me feel more confident to do something I love with the chance to earn money with this to accomplish my goal to have my own house where I can live in peace with my only family that is my mother.

That’s my main goal. So, don’t think the rushers and haters are making me feel bad and forcing me to quit. I had to deal with real rude and evil people before, getting paid for being humillated from Mondays to Saturdays and coming back home crying because of a real stressing and miserable situation. I don’t think this is the same case here. I’m not receiving money from them. I keep with this because is a way when I can reach my goal giving love to my current job as a independent artist.

The latest posts were just for joking but I realized that some people was taking it too seriously. I’m very, very sorry for worrying you, but also I want to thank you for supporting me. Please don’t hate people who was involved into that shitpost, and don’t hate people who are really trying to hurt me. I don’t want you get hurt or having a bad time trying to defend me. 

Unlike other cases similar to this one. I learned to stop worrying about this. I prefer ignore this or even taking this with humor like I did this week for distract myself in some way due the delay of Underverse 0.3 has been a bit stressful to me because I’ll continue animating until the video is released. Stereohead Studios has also many important things to do so blaming someone is just useless and unfair.

Something that I’ve learned from other big artists that I admire with all my soul like Crayon Queen and Myebi/ Comyet… is that we have enough living hard situations in this world, in our personal lives, and the less thing we can do as recognized artists in this fandom is trying to make our blogs a nice place and spread positive feelings despite hatred and the amount of terrible asks people make to them, because we’re motivating people and teaching kindness and respect to each other.  Not for nothing exists options on this platforms to avoid those bad comments. Is a waste of time crying and messing up your entire day because two or three guys said something that could hurt you. 

Is not that hard when you’re used to it.

Those guys don’t even know you and You don’t know them. So… man… why even waste your thoughts and feelings when you can keep working on your own stuff and improving your skills? Making a space for you and your fans to laugh, to smile, to show you how far have you came because of their support.

You’re doing something you love and that matter. Probably others not, probably they won’t have to deal with this style of life. And I’m sure many of us started to be recognized thanks to this fandom. Everyone started with a little level or we was too shy to show our stuff. 

Drawing well, animating well, telling amazing stories won’t decide your happiness if you’re not happy, if you don’t try to trust happiness and show them that you’re really fighting for that.

If you feel your blogs or another places with things like “uuh I don’t like this thing i made” “I suck” “this person told me that and i’m so upset i hate them” “that person made something terrible go and hurt them because them deserve it” “i love what i do but my life is hell” “i’m tired of x and y because they want z” … things can’t change in your life if you don’t start by yourself.

I thought many times about cancel Underverse and leave this fandom, not only because of haters and stuff. It was because I was judged by many of other big artists that doesn’t like this kind of fandoms and are working in their own projects. I thought it was unfair because I was getting recognition because something that I didn’t create. I just created a fan story. 

I’m pretty sure when I post the next animation the chaos will be back again but I don’t even care. I don’t have 100k yet so I don’t have a multitude telling me what to do and asking me when. Anyway, if I had them, I wouldn’t still care. Because I have clear what to do and how to make it works. I’m not here just for teaching people how to draw or animate. I’m here too for showing them how to be nice and patient and how those two things can bring you to a better way to see the world. 

That we are real, nice people and we’re having fun, putting effort and love when we’re making something for you. Fandom or not fandom content.


Have a nice day.



And XGaster.

To the corner. Right nao.

why you should watch heroes and halfwits, the season 2 version

part 1

  • against all odds, ryan has somehow become even More
  • against all odds, geoff has somehow outdone ryan and become the Most
  • see the actual moment griffon decided to divorce geoff
  • ad goblin
  • ad goblin jr
  • everyone’s reaction to the ad goblins
  • one of them is an arsonist
  • watch them argue instead of leaving the goddamn building thats BURNING DOWN
  • one of them is a fucking thief
  • and the rest of them wont let that go
  • CORK!!!!!!!! and his shinies
  • the amount of effort frank puts into the story only to have it derailed
  • the amount of effort the group puts into making a plan only for SOMEONE to fuck it all up
  • “KILL THE MAYOR”
  • the fucking farting and illusions
  • albus’ sprite/imp/ferret thing
  • geoff still doesn’t fucking remember what to add his to rolls. STILL. he’s played this game for like 20 years. how is this even possible????
  • like come on. even michael knows at this point and he never played before this.
  • get your shit together geoff
  • whenever someone is almost Dead, frank goes on a fucking Adventure through the rule book trying to save them. it’s impressive no one has died yet.
  • The Mirror of Meta Gaming
  • bo jingles’ mom
  • “ayy it’s akshay”
  • frank really does have some beautiful descriptions of the game that make it through everyone else’s bullshit every once in a while
  • orma’s drug addiction
  • the mayor of this town they go to is donald trump and hes building a fucking wall
  • mogar is as smart as his fucking dog
  • bo jingles is actually famous in this weird alternate reality

just please please watch this show. it takes a bit to get into but i would definitely say it’s one of the best things AH is putting out right now. unfortunately, it doesn’t get as many views as the rest of their content, so we really need to get viewership up if we don’t want it cancelled! 

here’s a link to the playlist. u can thank me later.

Hey Netflix, an Idea 💡

@netflix

I’m happy for the Sense 8 fans and I think it’s really cool of you to even consider giving it a real finale after cancelling it.

But, if you’re doing it for Sense 8, how about you give The Get Down the two hour finale special it also deserves?

This is another show with a passionate fanbase that worked really hard all this time to show love for The Get Down and to convince you that it had value and that we wanted more of it.

The characters’ fates are all up in the air, they deserve to have their stories concluded. The characters and all us fans deserve some closure.

Plus all you’d really be doing is giving back the two episodes you cut down from their original episode order. I think that’s reasonable when you look at it like that.

anonymous asked:

Ten times Yuuri ended up wearing Victors clothes (and one time Victor wore Yuuris)?

10) Once he and Viktor were post-sex cuddling and the doorbell rang so Yuuri just grabbed the first things he could find lying on the floor to put on, one of those things being Viktor’s shirt. When he answered the door and Yurio saw him plus the state he was in he just turned around and walked away like ‘I don’t want to know and I don’t want you to tell me’

9) The first time he came to visit Viktor in St Petersburg, the first morning together, Viktor woke up to Yuuri humming happily making coffee in nothing but one of Viktor’s oversized sweaters and had to take a few seconds to recover before he could speak

8) At a competition Yuuri was getting cold and so Viktor draped his coat around his shoulders which made the entire stadium go ‘aw’ simultaneously

7) He is the worst hoodie thief ever and since Viktor usually doesn’t wear hoodies he didn’t really notice until he went to look for one in his wardrobe, couldn’t find any. When he skyped Yuuri that evening Yuuri was sitting wearing it because he had forgotten it was Viktor’s when he put it on during his last visit to Russia and worn it back to Detroit and then started wearing it all the time because he missed Viktor

6) At the Russian rink at one point Yuuri woke up late, pulled on the first things he could find and went to see Viktor. He didn’t realise why everyone was staring at him until he realised that he was wearing the ‘Do you want to win gold? Because I’ll make you come first tonight’ shirt that Chris had bought Viktor as a joke and they had both forgotten about. He never lived it down.

5) Viktor had a tendency to keep gifts from his fans even if they are a bit weird and one day Yuuri found the ‘I ❤ Viktor’ shirt that someone had sent him, got kinda jealous and then wore it the whole day just to make sure everyone knew that he was the no.1 Viktor fan

4) Yuuri wore the Eros costume several times, once for the Rostelecom Cup, a handful of times for photoshoots and during the times when he was skating his ‘Fucked My Way Up To The Top’ pure pettiness ice show routine that was mentioned in a previous top ten

3) He wore several of Viktor’s past costumes when they decided to jokingly play dress up with all of their old stuff. So Yuuri ended up trying on some of his old costumes from iconic skates like the Olympic ones as well as some of Viktor’s old costumes from his junior days and Viktor tried on some of the costumes from routines that Yuuri liked (hello red shirt and waistcoat) as well as trying on some of Yuuri’s old stuff although Yuuri banned him from doing it after a while because if Yuuri can fit into sixteen year old Viktor’s costumes there’s no way twenty-eight year old Viktor can fit properly into anything of Yuuri’s without seriously risking ripping it

2) Yuuri tried to return the shirt he stole from Viktor all those years ago but Viktor told him to keep it. At one point Yuuri ended up wearing it out on one of their dates and Viktor was very distracted that whole evening

1) The morning after the end of chapter 14, Yuuri put on Viktor’s skating jacket while he was wandering around the room waiting for their breakfast room service to show up and Viktor was halfway stuck between wanting to rip it off him (along with everything else that he was wearing) and asking him to keep wearing it forever.

+1) One day they were at a competition and due to do an early morning press conference they were really late because they slept in and just when everyone thought it had been cancelled they both half-ran into the room trying to look really cool and composed except they both had bed hair and Viktor was wearing one of Yuuri’s shirts. It was just small enough on him that everyone got a really good view and all the reporters thought it was better not to mention it in case he decided to change

Spidey’s Got a Girlfriend?!

“I promise I’ll be there,” Peter spoke, and Tony over heard him on the phone. Tony leaned against the door frame to his office where Peter stood taking his phone call.

“Hey, I apologized for last time… I know… I can’t wait… I-I love you too. Bye” Peter hung up, a smile tugging at his lips. The boy looked absolutely love sick, it made Tony smile a little.

“Was that your girlfriend?” Tony asked as he walked in.

“Ah! Mr. Stark, how long were you right there?” Peter whirled around to look at Tony. Tony rose an eyebrow, his smile only growing.

“Not long. Tell me about the girl,” Tony sauntered into his office and sat behind his desk. Peter was absolutely red in the face and obviously looking for any way out of this conversation.

“What girl?” Peter played dumb.

“Come on, kid. You’ve got to be a better liar than that to fool me… unless it’s not a girl, which is fine. Tell me about them.”

Peter sighed and sat in one of the chairs on the other side of Tony’s desk. He was still obviously blushing, “She’s from my school, and we’ve been dating for a while.”

“How long?”

“Six months.”

“Jesus, I don’t think I had a relationship that lasted longer than six days when I was your age. How do you do it?” Tony say up, suddenly fascinated by the conversation. He thought maybe this was a two week thing, something casual, and the ‘I love you’ that was exchanged was premature and naïve. However after learning the time frame of the relationship he had to rethink that; maybe it was sincere.

“She’s really great,” Peter mumbled, still obviously embarrassed.

“Well where are you taking this great girl? And why haven’t I met her? Does your Aunt know about her?”

“Yeah Aunt May knows and we’re going to the art museum. She likes to make fun of the classics. And I guess you haven’t met her because I didn’t think you wanted to. ”

“Why wouldn’t I?”

“I dunno, you’re busy, I guess. And it’s just a normal thing, not a super hero thing.”

Tony suddenly felt kind of bad about that. He wanted to know these things, if only because he was nosey. At that moment, he decided the previous matters on which this meeting was called on was no longer important. He wanted to know all about Peter’s girlfriend, and this date they were supposed to be having. This was kind of big. First loves were important right? People married their high school sweet hearts all the time. Sure those marriages often ended in divorce but sometimes they don’t. Tony realized there was so much wisdom he needed to share with Peter. Were they being safe, taking the proper precautions so they didn’t ruin their future with a baby?!

“Okay, kid,” Tony inhaled sharply, trying to put his spiraling thoughts to rest, “Tell me all about this girl.”

Peter eventually had to leave to go on his date, but Tony just wasn’t satisfied with simply hearing about the girl. So he called in someone who understood the concept of trusting no one and treating everyone like they’re suspicious.

“Hey Natasha,” he spoke on the phone.

“What, Stark?”

“So Underoos has a girlfriend.”

“Yeah, her name is Y/N.”

“You already searched her up?”

“No Peter told me about her, the time you asked me to keep an eye on him while you were in Mumbai.”

“He just told you about her?!”

“He needed advice on what kind of flowers to get her. If it makes you feel better, I also did some background checks and things like that on her. She’s an average student, she’s a part of few little clubs, most notably she’s on the newspaper. She’s got some award winning articles too. I think she wants to be a journalist.”

“They’ve been together six months Natasha.”

“I know, tonight is there six month anniversary. They’re going to a couple of museums. They’re at the art museum right now.”

“… Are you trailing them?”

“Of course I am. This Y/N girl is great for him, I can’t let him screw it up.”

Tony was quiet for a beat, “I’ll meet you there.”

Tony and Natasha watched from far off  at the two teens. They held hands as they walked through the art museum. She pointed at a painting and said something that made Peter laugh. Tony put in an ear piece that allowed him to hear what the two was saying.

“I’m just saying, Daphne turned into a fucking tree,” Y/N laughed, “Ancient Greek mythology is fucked up.”

“She swears a lot,” Tony grumbled, he looked over to Natasha to see her smiling a little, “Natasha!” he chastised.

“What? It’s kind of funny.”

The couple kept walking. Y/N rested her head on Peter’s shoulder as they went to the next painting. It was of Sappho and her many lovers. Y/N read the description in front of the painting aloud.

“ Sappho and a close friend, huh?” she said sarcastically.

“Mmhm, just two gals being pals,” Peter agreed.

“Oh yeah, because I kiss my girl friends on the mouth all the time. No homo, dude.”

“Definitely not. Sappho was just a woman who was close friends with a lot of other women.”

“Yeah, nothing gay about that, dude. She totally wasn’t a lesbian.”

“Oh no definitely not.”

They were both starting to laugh, because the picture in front of them was so blatantly gay. Y/N continued on about how historians will go to any lengths to make things heterosexual. Natasha was trying to keep it together and not outright laugh at the things Y/N said. Tony was trying very hard not to instantly like Y/N, because he didn’t even know this girl, but he couldn’t help but to smile every time Peter laughed.  Peter was just a kid in love with her, and he so rarely embraced being a kid. He was trying to be more mature so he could be a better super hero, but these precious moments of youth were passing him by. He couldn’t help but to think Y/N was good for him. Y/N and Peter got to a particular sculpture in which she tried to mimic the pose the statue was in. It was admittedly a complete failure, but Peter tried to. He was no closer to matching the pose than she was.  They laughed at their mutual failure and continued on. They eventually left the art museum and got lunch together.

“She’s a good kid,” Natasha assured as they sat with their coffee al fresco across the street from the restaurant the two of you went in to.

“Well I didn’t think she’d be bad… just maybe not right for Peter. He’s a sweet kid, and people like to crush kindness when they find it.”

“This girl has been with him for six months, and do you know how many times Peter has cancelled plans with her to go save someone in need. She doesn’t even know he’s Spider-Man. She just trusts that whatever he’s doing is important… so if anyone is going to get hurt in all of this… it’s probably her.”

“How many times has he cancelled.”

“14,” Natasha over articulated then took a sip of her coffee.

“Jesus,” Tony sighed.

“Yep, and she’s still here.”

“He should tell her.”

“I think so too, but he’ll only take so much advice from me. But you know how much being a superhero can strain on a relationship, maybe he’d take the advice better from you.”

Tony turned his head and watched as Y/N pulled out a box from her purse. He listened in on their conversation.

“I know we both agreed not to get each other presents until our year anniversary, but I saw this and I thought of you,” Y/N spoke.

Peter went to speak, obviously about to chastise her for getting him a gift but she held up a hand to stop him.

“I didn’t spend a dime on it.”

Peter opened the box and a smile took over his face. It was a super old polaroid camera that 1977 would soon be calling for.

“You know now that I think about it… that’s probably worth a lot of money,” she spoke offhandedly, “But I don’t use it anymore, and I know you’ve been collecting cameras so…just promise me you won’t sell it.” she shrugged again. Tony could tell she was trying to seem casual about the gift, but she’d probably spent days trying to figure out what to get Peter.

“Of course I’m not going to sell it. How did you just have this?”

“It was a gift from my grandma,” she sighed, Peter motioned to give it back, “No, you keep it. I never use it, and my grandma would have wanted someone to use that camera, and love it the way you love the rest of your cameras.”

“… I will,” he gave her a soft smile. He put the camera’s strap around his neck. He then reached into his own pocket to get a small box.

“Looks like neither of us can follow directions,” Peter smiled ruefully as he slid the box to her.

“God dammit, Parker. I wanted to be the master gift giver this time,” she joked as she took the box. She undid the bow around it and opened the box. She looked up at him, confused by the content of the box, or rather surprised.

“Pete.”

“It’s a uh… a promise ring,” Peter was red again, “Not to get too intense or anything… it’s just that I know it bothers you that I cancel a lot… even though you don’t say anything about it. I just wanted to show you that I really do want to keep you forever.”

“Oh god that’s so sweet, I’m gonna throw up,” Natasha groaned.

“Jeez, who raised this kid.” Tony complained looking away from the scene he thought to be cringe worthy, because of course that was too much for a high school relationship. It was entirely too much.

“His aunt is a hopeless romantic.” Natasha explained.

“You’re gonna make me cry, Pete,” Y/N spoke and as she did she seemed to already be dabbing tears from her eyes.

“Oh wow, she’s into it,” Tony said surprised by the turn of events. Peter pulled his own ring on as Y/N put on hers. Y/N leaned over the table and kissed Peter. It wasn’t one of those long winded kisses that Rom-Coms glorify, it was sweet and simple.

“Ew this is too sweet. I think I’m getting diabetes just from watching it,” Tony complained but he didn’t look away. As Y/N sat back on her side of the booth, Peter put his camera up and snapped a picture of her.

“Pete,” she complained.

“I want to remember this moment forever,” He explained as he pulled the picture from the little slot and shook it absently.

“Yeah but I’ve still got tears in my eyes,” she laughed a little. Peter smiled as he looked down at the slowly forming picture.

“You look beautiful,” Peter assured turning the picture toward her.

“We’ve got another museum to go to, silly boy,” she reminded, “We can’t spend forever here.”

Tony came back to himself at her words. He and Natasha should go. They should allow Peter the youthful innocence of his first love without prying eyes.

~Mod Lillian

You know what piss me off about netflix? Is that they really are obvious in their fav show. Like marco polo, sense 8 and the get down get canceled and the reason i even know about this show is thank to like one or two people i follow on tumblr (maybe a bit more for sense 8 ) but like i have never seen ads for them

But then show like the crown : huge poster in every metro stop with the date of airing. Same for house of cards. Truth be told i didnt see any for stranger things but i did see a lot for iron fist.

They are literraly selectionning which show they want to ad for and then go all “aaaw well this one doesnt did well so cancelling” like… you didnt even try???

And it really pisses me off because we are losing interesting show with diversified cast instead and keeping the others that are cool but kind of generic….

The Game (Ethan Dolan)

part two: read the game part one here

Musical Inspiration: Falling Slowly by Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova; Too Good at Goodbyes Acoustic by Sam Smith

Originally posted by tuesdaygirl8055

I walked over to my couch putting on a movie I’d already seen a thousand times. I just got comfortable when my phone lit up with a text from Ethan.

Ethan: Sorry I haven’t messaged you Grayson and I hung out today, hope your evening is free babe.

: oh geez, for what? hopefully nothing near water this time!

Ethan: remember when I said I had some tricks up my sleeve? well you’ll see tonight princess.

: well what should I wear?

Ethan: well nothing would be preferred, but something dressy will work I guess (;

: seriously Dolan remind me why I like you again?

Ethan: you’ll see tonight beautiful pick you up at 7:00.

I smiled looking down at my phone. I had an hour to get ready. I went to my closet trying to find the perfect thing to wear. Ethan was winning this game but I wasn’t going to be the only one falling. I decided on a white pencil skirt and a black and white checkered shirt with black heels. I quickly took a picture sending it to Ethan.

: this work for tonight babe? (;

Ethan: are you trying to kill me? Damn baby I won’t be able to keep my hands to myself.

I laughed reading his text. Suddenly there was a loud knock on my door. I checked the time seeing it wasn’t 7:00 yet, Ethan must be early. I couldn’t fight the smile that appeared on my face as I opened the door. However, it wasn’t Ethan standing on the other side but Grayson.

“Grayson, what are you doing here?” I asked letting him inside my apartment.  

“Ethan is going on another date with that girl, so I thought we could have a movie and pizza night, but it looks like you already have other plans. What are you so dressed up for?” He asked setting down the pizza he brought.

“uh, it’s um.” I stuttered but I was choking on my words.

“wait, do you have a date?” Grayson asked staring at me.

I could literally feel the air getting caught in my throat.

“me, a date pfft, real funny Grayson.” I said awkwardly rubbing the back of my neck.

“then what are you all dressed up for? You look really pretty by the way.” He said taking a seat on my counter.

I glanced at the clock, 6:50. Ethan would be here in 10 minutes.

“uh we were going to have a girls night, but you know what I can just cancel.” I said running over and grabbing my phone. I quickly sent a text to Ethan.

: Grayson showed up at my place wanting to hang out, what should I do?

I quickly got a reply from Ethan.

Ethan: just ditch him, tell him you already have plans.

: I can’t just ditch him Ethan, he bought pizza and a movie already.

Ethan: well I planned out a whole date…

“I mean if you had plans, it’s fine. I’ll eat this pizza and watch a movie by myself.” Grayson said.

I felt bad. I didn’t want to disappoint Grayson or Ethan. I wish I could be in two places at once!

“awe G, I don’t want you to be alone.” I said frowning.

I quickly sent another text to Ethan.

: I don’t want to disappoint either of you, I’m so torn E.

I seriously didn’t know what to do. my phone vibrated with another text from Ethan.

Ethan: I was really looking forward to tonight. :(

I frowned looking at his text.

“It’s okay, I can tell you really want to hang out with your friends tonight, but you’re mine tomorrow so don’t make any plans!” Grayson said suddenly standing in front of me.  

“are you sure G?” I asked still feeling horrible.

“I’m sure.” He said smiling.

“tomorrow we’ll have a best friend day, I promise!” I said giving him a big hug.

Grayson wrapped his arms around me giving me a tight hug.

“good, I miss my best friend!” Grayson said laughing.

“I’ll always be here for you G, no matter what.” I said punching his shoulder lightly.

He smiled before picking up his pizza and walking to the door.

“have fun tonight, but not too much fun.” He smirked waving goodbye.

I waved goodbye before pulling my phone out and texting Ethan again.

: get your cute butt over here and take me on a date

Ethan: but what about Grayson?

: I told him I had plans and he understood. I mean if you don’t want to go on our date now..

Ethan: I’ll be over in 10

 I smiled as I quickly ran out the door pushing the elevator button. Of course with my luck the elevator wasn’t working. I took off my heels skipping down the stairs. I was out of breath when I finally made it all the way down the stairs. I walked out the door seeing Ethan standing there with a bouquet of roses this time. Ethan had on a dress shirt and dress pants, honestly he looked extremely handsome.

“wow you look so beautiful.” He said walking up to me.

“damn E, you clean up nice.” I said rubbing a hand down his arm.

“shall we?” He asked offering me his arm.

I laughed slipping my arm through his. He led me to the car opening my door like a gentlemen. He ran around getting in the drivers seat.

“so what do you have planned?” I asked.

“it’s a surprise.” He said smirking at me.

“last time you said it’s a surprise I almost drowned.” I said laughing at the memory.

“but you didn’t did you?” He said joining in on my laughter.

“no some guy saved me before he went all asshole on me because he was jealous of his twin brother.” I said smirking at him.

“that guy sounds like a douchebag never heard of that guy.” Ethan said laughing.

“how was hanging out with Grayson by the way?” I asked concerned for my friend.

“it was good, I missed him. He really adores you, you know that right? I don’t know where he would be right now if it wasn’t for you.” Ethan said looking at me.

Grayson and I met when he was going through a really rough time. He was really unhappy and he struggled to find the joy in things. He says I talked him out of it, I don’t know how but I was happy I could help him.

“He’s pretty great too.” I said smiling.

“but not as great as me right?” Ethan asked with his signature smirk.

“oh I get it. that was like a joke, except not funny.” I said smirking at E.

“I was starting to think you ran out of insults for me.” He said pulling up to a stop sign.

“you know being a bitch is a tough job, but someone’s got to do it.” I said earning a laugh from Ethan.

“we’re here.” Ethan said turning off the car.

We were at the entrance to the woods.

“are you planning on killing me? Can I at least get a head start?” I asked him seriously.

Ethan laughed before getting out of the car. He walked around opening my door for me.

“trust me, you’ll love it.” He said offering me his hand.

I took his hand intertwining our fingers. He led me down a path which was not easy to walk in heels by the way.

“Ethan where are we going?” I asked laughing as I almost tripped over a stick.

“babe that’s the fifth time you asked me, we’re almost there.” He said laughing too.

Finally I saw a clearing come into sight.

“oh my god, Ethan it’s so beautiful.” I gasped as I looked at the sight before me.


“you think so?” He asked staring at me.

I walked around looking at how much effort Ethan put in.

“Ethan, no one has ever done something this nice for me.” I admitted wrapping my arms around Ethan’s neck.

“I’m glad you like it.” Ethan said kissing my forehead.

I leaned in resting my head on his shoulder. Ethan wrapped his arms around me in a tight hug.

“I thought a lantern lit dinner and then a little star gazing, does that sound good to you?” He asked making me look up.

“it sounds perfect.” I said smiling.

Ethan led me over to the table pulling out my chair.

“How long did all this take you?” I asked once again admiring Ethan’s work.

“I wanted to impress you, is it too much?” Ethan asked nervously.

“E, it’s perfect.” I said grabbing his hand.

Ethan and I ate dinner and talked about little things. I never thought in a million years I’d be here on a date with Ethan Dolan. I also never imagined that I would be falling for him. We were finishing up eating when Ethan pulled out his phone and a little speaker.

“E, what are you doing?” I asked.

He ignored me as he plugged his phone in to the speaker and started scrolling through it. Suddenly my favorite song was blaring through the speaker.

“how did you know this was my favorite song?” I asked.

“I uh heard you singing it the other day.” Ethan said smiling at me.

I could feel my cheeks burn with embarrassment.

“Falling Slowly sort of describes us right now.” Ethan said extending his hand for me.

I smiled taking his hand. He pulled me off the chair and in to his arms. I wrapped my arms around his neck while he wrapped his around my waist. We swayed back and forth to the music wrapped up in each others arms.

“sing to me.” Ethan said smiling.

“I can’t sing Eth.” I said laughing.

“please, you have a beautiful voice.” He said leaning his forehead on mine.

“falling slowly sing your melody, I’ll sing it loud.” I sang lightly making Ethan smile.

We stopped dancing as the song stopped.

“this has been the most perfect date I’ve ever been on so thank you Ethan.” I said shyly smiling down at the ground.

Ethan grabbed my chin making me look up at him. He leaned in putting his perfect plump lips on mine. He cupped my cheek deepening the kiss. I put my hands in his hair lightly tugging at the end of it. I pulled away running out of breath.

“you make me crazy.” Ethan said breathing heavily.

“hopefully in a good way.” I said laughing a little but I was still quite out of breath myself.

“in the best of ways.” He said pecking my lips once more.

Ethan pulled out a little blanket spreading it on the ground. He spread out on the blanket before offering me his hand. I took off my heels and sat down relaxing in to him. He wrapped his arms around me and we cuddled on the blanket staring at the stars.

“wow it’s so pretty.” I said looking at the twinkling stars.

I glanced over to Ethan but he was already staring at me.

“the stars aren’t the only beautiful thing here tonight.” He said smiling at me.

“yeah, I think you’d beat them in a beauty contest.” I said smirking at him.

“I was talking about the beautiful girl beside me. It isn’t just her looks, it’s her personality too. I didn’t use to like her because she wasn’t afraid to tell me off but the more I got to know her I found out a couple things. she’s extremely loyal to the people she cares about, she puts others before herself, she has a very good sense of humor, and she has the cutest laugh, that’s the kind of stuff that makes her truly beautiful, and I was really blind to it before.” Ethan said looking at his hands.

I couldn’t help the blush that spread to my cheeks as I watched Ethan.

“that reminds me of this boy I used to hate, I thought the only thing he cared about was hooking up, but it turns out he’s got a lot of depth to him. He’s super romantic, he laughs at all my jokes, he’s actually a really good kisser, but he constantly worries what others think and he shouldn’t because he’s pretty damn near perfect.” I said making Ethan finally look up at me.

we stared at each other for what felt like hours but in reality was only a couple seconds.

“did we just have a break through?” I asked giggling a little bit.

“I think we did.” Ethan said laughing.

Ethan and I talked for a little while longer.

“we should get going, it’s getting late.” Ethan said showing me the time on his phone.

It was midnight.

“you’re right, I’m supposed to hang out with Grayson tomorrow, but don’t get all jealous now.” I said sticking my tongue out at him.

“you’re never going to let that go are you?” He said rolling his eyes.

“nope, now race you to the car!” I said before getting up and sprinting towards the car.

I could hear Ethan quickly catching up to me. I couldn’t control the laughter that spilled out of my mouth. It was always fun with Ethan, he didn’t even have to try. Ethan finally caught up to me, grabbing me and throwing me over his shoulder.

“let me down you loser!” I said smacking his butt.

“smacking my ass makes me want to hold on to you longer.” Ethan said laughing.

He got to the car, setting me down on the hood. He stood between my legs rubbing his hands up and down on my thighs. I grabbed the back of his neck pulling his lips to meet mine. Ethan immediately kissed me back slipping his tongue in my mouth. He pulled away both of us again out of breath.

“told you I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands to myself.” Ethan said smirking.

I rolled my eyes before playfully pushing him away from me. He helped me hop of the hood of the car and opened my car door. I slipped in with the biggest smile I’d ever worn. He drove home in silence, but it was perfect. Our hands were intertwined, and every so often we would glance at each other with a smile. I was kind of sad when he arrived at my apartment complex. I went to thank him for the date again but he cut me off.

“don’t thank me, you deserve it. you deserve to be happy, you deserve to live a life that lights you up, don’t ever forget that.” Ethan said.

“goodnight E.” I said leaning in and pecking his lips.

“don’t have too many dreams about me tonight.” He said laughing.

I couldn’t fight how happy I was as I got out of the car and walked in to my complex. I bit my lip thinking about Ethan’s lips on mine. He was perfect, dangerously perfect. It wasn’t just one thing it was everything about him. It was the way he clenched his jaw when he was concentrating, or the way his eyes light up when he laughs, or how he does that little cute half smile.

“ah I remember being young and in love.” A voice says from behind me.

I turn around to see an elderly lady waiting to get on the elevator I was blocking.

“I’m sorry.” I quickly apologized before entering.

“It’s okay dear, first loves are always the greatest.” She said walking in as well.

“how could you tell?” I asked her.

“that smile says it all, but beware first loves are the best but also the hardest to let go of.” She said before getting off on her floor.

Her words sunk in. It was just a game after all, a game that I was losing terribly at. I didn’t care about the game anymore, all I cared about was Ethan. I craved his kiss, his touch, his presence. I craved him because I was in love with him.

“I’m in love with him.” I said slowly.

It was weird and wonderful at the same time.

“I’m in love with him.” I said surely this time.

I just hope he’s in love with me too. I didn’t sleep much that night, my mind was too focused on the thought of Ethan Dolan. A loud knock woke me from my half-slumber. I got up and opened my door to see Grayson.

“thought we could grab some breakfast, my treat.” He said smiling.

“let me change quick.” I said smiling at him.

I quickly put on some jeans and a sweatshirt before walking back out to meet Grayson.

“I’m starving let’s go” I said earning a laugh from Grayson.

Grayson drove us to a local diner where we always ate breakfast. If they had a worlds best pancakes award it would go to that diner.

“how was your night, did you have fun?” Grayson asked taking a bite of his blueberry pancakes.

“it was great, in fact probably one of the best night’s I’ve had in a while.” I said smiling.

“Ouch!” Grayson said shoving me playfully.

“oh shut up you goof, you know I always have fun with you.” I said throwing a blueberry at him.

“geez I can’t take you anywhere.” Grayson said before popping the blueberry in his mouth.

I laughed at him throwing another one at him.

“you seem different.” Grayson said stealing a strawberry off my plate.

“what do you mean?” I asked stabbing his hand with my fork as he reached for another.

“I mean you just seem happier.” He said quickly stealing another strawberry.

“I’m not going to be happy if you keep stealing strawberries from me.” I said glaring at him.

Grayson laughed raising his hands in defense. We finished eating our breakfast, I ended up giving Grayson the rest of my strawberries. He drove me home and we sang to Kid Cudi in our loudest most obnoxious voices. Grayson was obsessed with Kid Cudi, it was kind of adorable. He pulled up to my apartment shutting off the car.

“so uh E and I are having a party tonight, and I would really like it if you came. I know you don’t like Ethan but we can ignore him and just hang out and..” Grayson started rambling.

“of course I’ll come G.” I said cutting him off.

“great, I’ll see you later tonight.” Grayson said giving me a hug.

I got out of the car walking back to my apartment. My phone lit up with a text from Ethan.

Ethan: Grayson and I are having a party tonight, you in?

: G just invited me so yeah I’m in.

Ethan: but that means we can’t hang out right, cause you don’t want Grayson to know.

: Ethan it’s not that I don’t want him to know, I’m just not ready to tell him yet. We can still hang out we just have to make it seem like we still semi-hate each other.

Ethan: I can respect that. I’ll see you tonight.

: see you tonight!

Ethan: oh and Y/N?

: yeah?

Ethan: I semi-hate you (;

: I semi-hate you too <3

I laughed before laying on my couch. I ended up falling asleep due to the lack of sleep from the night before. I woke up a couple messages on my phone from Ethan and Grayson. I opened Grayson’s message first.

Grayson: party starts at 6:00 at the warehouse, don’t worry there will be other girls there

I checked the clock, it was 5:00. I quickly sent a text back to Grayson.

: okay thanks G, see you in an hour.

I opened Ethan’s messages next.

Ethan: Grayson is annoying me.

Ethan: he’s trying his best to make this party perfect.

Ethan: I mean I’m the life of the party.

Ethan: all I have to do is show up.

Ethan: he told me to clean my room.

Ethan: the party isn’t going to be in my room.

Ethan: tell him to stop, I’m begging you.

Ethan: Y/N stop ignoring me I need attention!

Ethan: I feel like a clingy ex-girlfriend.

Ethan: I’m going to stop now.

Ethan: I still semi-hate you by the way.

Ethan: okay goodbye see you later.

Ethan: that was my last message.

Ethan: I mean this message is my last message, goodbye.

I couldn’t stop laughing as I read each text. I typed a reply feeling tears roll down my cheeks from laughing to much.

: dang E, why you so obsessed with me?

Ethan: you make it hard not to be (; I have to get ready, catch you later cutie.

I quickly picked out a pair of jeans along with a sweater and cardigan. I curled my hair and applied some light make-up before heading over to the twins warehouse. I got there a little after 6:00 because I hate showing up early for parties. I walk in seeing a lot of teenagers and hearing loud music.

“Y/N!” Grayson called over the music.

I looked around finally spotting him. I ran over giving him a hug.

“who are all these people?” I asked looking around the room.

I only spotted a few faces I knew like David Dobrik, Zane Hijazi, and Toddy Smith.

“most of them are Ethan’s friends.” Grayson shouted over the music.

speaking of Ethan, I didn’t. see him anywhere. I shrugged my shoulders following Grayson. Grayson and I hung out with David, who brought his girlfriend Liza, Zane, and Toddy.

“you guys are crazy.” I said, my side hurting from laughing too much.

“crazy in love.” David said earning a smack from Liza and making me laugh some more.

“oh my god I’m going to pee myself if I don’t go now.” I said getting up from where we were sitting.

“can I join?" Toddy asked wiggling his eyebrows.

"that’s a solid no.” Grayson said throwing a pillow at Toddy and Zane.

I smiled walking away from the boys and Liza. I heard conversation happening near the bathroom making me stop. I peered around the corner seeing Ethan with a girl.

“seriously Ethan, you ignore me for a week and now you don’t want to kiss me. I’m your girlfriend Ethan.” the girl said crossing her arms across her chest.

girlfriend?

“I know, I’m sorry. Come here babe.” Ethan said kissing her.

I could literally hear the sound of my heart breaking. I took a deep breath trying to prevent the tears from falling. I cleared my throat making Ethan pull away from the girl. He looked at me his eyes going wide in horror.

“Y/N I..” Ethan started but I immediately cut him off.

“save it Ethan." I said pushing past him.

I fought through the teenagers finally reaching the front door. At this point tears were streaming down my face. How could I be so stupid? It wasn’t real, none of it was real.  

"Y/N wait please let me explain.” Ethan shouted catching the attention of everyone including Grayson.

I got out the door as quickly as I could but not quick enough. Ethan caught my arm stopping me.

“please let me explain.” Ethan pleaded.

“Ethan, I don’t want an explanation. It’s my fault. I was so stupid for thinking that this was anything but a game. It was just a game after all right, I was the stupid one who let myself fall in love with you. You know I knew you were going to break my heart, but a part of me really hoped you wouldn’t.” I said feeling embarrassed.

“it wasn’t just a game for me either. I mean I had a girlfriend the entire time but I swear everything I said and everything I did, it was genuine.” Ethan defended.

“well congratulations Ethan you won the game but you lost me.” I said walking away.

part three maybe?

anonymous asked:

Why are you so unapologetically black? Get over yourself.

See… I was just going to delete this and move on with my wonderfully educational day and just forget about it. I’ve been doing that a lot lately. But no. I need to show proof that this exists and I need to say something. 

Instead of asking me why I’m so unapologetically black why not ask yourself why we live in a world where this is a bad thing? Why we live in a world where I can not be who I am. I was born black and since birth I’ve had all things stereotypes placed over my head and prejudices that had already existed. 

So why don’t you tell me why we live in a world where being of color is a bad thing? Why people with different skin are treated differently? Why in 2017 I’m getting an ask asking me over the Internet why I’m so unapologetically black and telling me to get over myself instead of using the Internet to educate yourself? We’re all from different places with different backgrounds and life styles and experiences. Educate yourself. Why do I have to get over my “blackness” but you don’t have to get over your racism?

See. I really wasn’t going to say anything, because this will get five likes and possibly one reblog. But it’s not even about that or the followers I will lose for calling you out. It’s about the fact that this blog is MINE. It is for me. I should not fear anonymous low lives every time I log on. I should not worry if I will receive another racist ask. Because I assure you if I never told anyone I was black I wouldn’t get these. 

So why don’t you ask yourself why we live in a world where this is true? 

I AM BLACK. I AM AFRICAN AMERICAN. MY MOTHER IS DARK SKINNED. MY FATHER IS LIGHT SKINNED. I AM AN IN BETWEEN. WE WERE BORN THIS WAY. WE CAN NOT CHANGE OUR SKIN COLOR AND WE DO NOT WANT TO. IT IS WHO WE ARE. 

Why don’t you ask yourself instead why I live in a world where I’m not represented? Where I don’t see myself? Where I don’t feel like I can relate to a character? And yes it’s ‘just a character’, but it’s a character who looks like me. 

Who wears braids like me. Who has brown eyes like me. Who has stretch marks like me. Who has brown skin like me. Who has kinky hair like me. Who is like me. 

You take this for granted because you get it all the time. We don’t. 

Why don’t you ask yourself why we live in a world where I don’t feel beautiful? Where the beauty standard is being white and having blonde or brown hair? Where it’s having blue, green, or grey eyes? A few freckles here or there, maybe a pimple for imperfection. That’s not me. And every day that same standard is here and it makes me feel ugly

Now I know I’m god damn beautiful. I am enough self confidence to last me a few hours out of the day. But it’s not about that. It’s about the world thinking that white-beauty is the norm and that the rest of us are “exotic” and cute sometimes, but not all the time. 

And then if you want to dig deeper colorism exists. Light skin is beautiful but dark skin is apparently ugly? Why? I’ll answer it for you: light skin is closer to being white. Closer to the “beauty-standard”. But just enough POP of color to be “exotic”.

Why don’t you ask instead why I live in a world where if I get one black character, god forbid, I’m not happy. God forbid I’m not happy with the misrepresentation and the tokenism and the stereotypes. God forbid I want to say something about it because then OH NO look it’s another angry black girl. Hell yeah I’m angry. You’ve given me plenty of reason to be. God forbid out of the thousand and thousands AND THOUSANDS of characters in books, movies, shows, and whatever I want more than twenty of them to be black (oh and then they somehow get killed off but that was just for plot, definitely)

God forbid I say anything, right? I should just stay quiet and live in this world and say nothing? In a world that hates me or at least doesn’t care about me enough to give me representation. And then if we DO GET IT the show gets cancelled. Yes, I’m talking about The Get Down. You guys fake preach along side us about wanting diversity, but then when a show comes out you go out of your way not to watch it. Meanwhile Stranger Things and 13 Reasons Why are really out there thriving. 

And God really forbid if I hate the way some black characters are written. BUT THAT DOESN’T MEAN I DON’T WANT THEM WRITTEN. I WANT THEM WRITTEN BETTER. I want authors to do just a small amount of research. This is their job. This is what they do. If they can write about 20 blonde Mary Sues then I’m sure they can do a little bit of research to write diverse characters. But God forbid that, right? For… some reason?

And then when I do say something I get knocked down. This is my life that I live every day. I’m not your parent. I’m not your teacher. It’s not my job to educate you, but it’s also not your place to tell me I’m overreacting. And this goes for any person of color or anyone in the lgbt+ community that says something about their “rep” that they don’t like. Do not brush it off. Try listening to them and understanding. Sometimes we just want to be heard, to have a voice. 

Ask yourself why we live in a world where every day I’m just tired of living? Ever day I’m so tired of living in a world that just doesn’t care about me. I’m so tired of having to defend myself; having to read book after book, watch show after show, and see the same characters. Sure. I could stop reading and watching tv but… why should I have to sacrifice what I love to do because authors, writers, Hollywood, and whoever hates me? Maybe hate is a strong word. But I don’t feel like it is. Not at this point. 

I’m not going to apologize for being black. I shouldn’t have to. And honestly the term “unapologetically black” is subjective. I don’t go around my blog screaming and clapping in your faces I’m black and I hate everything. I just make it clear that I’m black and I’m not happy with the “rep” you guys keep telling me to be happy about. 

Congratulations. 

You figured it out. 

I’m an unapologetic black girl. 

sweet/vicious is such an important show and though it doesn’t have the most representation right now the creator of the show does intend to give the show a lot more representation. it does already deal with really important issues and I understand if you do not want to be triggered but they have made the show so that you can follow the plot without having to watch the assault scenes. please give it a try and don’t let a show with so much potential get canceled after one season !!!

DO NOT BOYCOTT 2x16

People talking about boycotting 2x16, DON’T! The show could get cancelled. Then you won’t ever get what you wanted to from boycotting. It’s one episode. You’ll be fine. Also, the show isn’t just about Malec. Now, if you’ve taken a five second look at my blog you know that I’m the biggest Malec shipper EVER, but I know that the show also has a plot line and I’m not even talking about the books. Fuck the books, I’m talking about the show. It’s really stupid to watch it just for your ship and to threaten to stop watching is childish. You shouldn’t have started watching the show if all you wanted was Malec, it’s called Shadowhunters. Sometimes your favourite characters don’t get screen time but you have to remember, they are real people. They have lives and sometimes scheduling doesn’t work out. But it’s not like they’re never going to be in the show again. They are still characters, MAIN characters, might I add, and there is no reason to get upset that they won’t be in an episode.

I’m so afraid that people will stop watching The Bold Type because of the Kadena angst. Like I get that many of you want a happy couple, but this is a long haul relationship. It’s literally had the most screen time of any romantic relationship on the show - they aren’t just going to leave it at that. This show is amazing and has so much more to it than just a great wlw romance, and I hope people can see that and will stand by it.

Hey my fellow ND beans

I’m technically an adult and I’m reminding you that it’s okay to:

-lie on the floor for ages just thinking about stuff
- sit in a cupboard or wardrobe in the dark
-suck your thumb/ chew stuff for comfort
- getting under the duvet in the middle of summer in the middle of the day
- stim freely even if people don’t like it or say it makes you look weird
- make yourself comfortable no matter how that might be
- leave a place that makes you uncomfortable despite social pressures
- not want to talk to anyone all day
- have times where you just need to sleep after exhausting social interactions, a meltdown or just… a normal day
- be overwhelmed by needing to do “adult” things like make appointments, pay bills, go food shopping etc.
- cancel an arrangement with someone because you know you won’t cope very well
- forget to text someone back that you care about
- show all your emotions
- ask for help with things you think you shouldn’t need help with

You’re not doing anything wrong. You’re not being childish. You’re doing your best and I am really proud of you.

  • Me watching Hey Arnold, age 8: Wow this show is so great and relatable. I love the characters. I really hope Arnold finds his parents. I want to be just like Arnold.
  • Me watching Hey Arnold, age 20: Helga is the greatest character ever and she needs a hug. What did Miriam see in Bob. What did Suzie see in Oskar. Really I'm sure every character in this show has varying levels of issues. This is the deepest show I've ever watched. I'm cancelling all my Thanksgiving plans just to watch the Jungle Movie. I won't rest until we get The Patakis. I am Helga, through and through.