because we need it in different angles

anonymous asked:

the gay kiss in svtfoe is like 1 sec long i wish you guys would stop gaslighting people with this being good rep when the entire second season is given over to a completely unnecessary supposedly heterosexual love triangle, because they won't ever canonize marco as a girl. like seriously. pretending this is great rep has consequences, it alienates fans and it tells disney and other corporations they can throw us scraps and that they don't need to try to get our pink dollars. Stop.


First of all, I can do whatever I want. Second of all, I can do whatever I want. And third, I can do whatever I want.

Okay? Glad we established that. With that out of the way, I’m gonna be very clear with people like you who keep telling me and other people like what we should want, need and demand. 

Star has done a lot in terms of destroying gender roles and other stereotypes and taboos for kids and young people out there. Its characters are not flat and they have their own personalities, their own lives and agency, which don’t conform to gender norms as they have been force-fed to us by society. Breaking this kind of stereotypes is gonna be so liberating for so many kids. For example:

  • You don’t have to be girly to be a girl (Janna is into a lot of creepy and icky stuff usually considered boyish, just to mention someone)
  • Being feminine doesn’t define your gender (Marco, and I’m gonna get back to you on this)
  • Having trouble managing your anger does not make you a bad person (Tom. who is working so hard to keep it under control and improve because he wants to be better)
  • You can have a bunch of mixed, apparently contradicting traits, and that doesn’t make you less worthy of the gender you identify with (Star is very girly and likes cute stuff but still kicks ass and loves every second of it)
  • Boys can be affectionate with other boys (if we assume, based on what we know at the moment, that Marco identifies as a boy, and again, I’ll get back to you on that), and that’s okay (Marco and Tom, even though I still think the whole Friendenemies episode was very homoerotic)

Originally posted by mettatonexox

I’m really grateful for this new wave of cartoons (such as Star vs The Forces of Evil, Gravity Falls or Steven Universe). Different shows are exploring different themes from different angles, and that doesn’t mean that one is necessarily above the other. Star may not be exploring queerness in full (like Steven Universe does, for example), more like touching upon its surface, but it is still playing a role in its normalisation.

Never did I say that the infamous 1-second gay kiss was good rep. For me to call it rep, I would need it to feature at least characters whose names we know. But you know what? I’m okay with it being something in the background and I don’t consider it gaslighting, because as far as I know, the show did not make a big deal out of it, they did not announce “Hey! We are giving you guys gay rep! Look at all the diversity we’re including!”. I actually heard nothing from the show-runners. It was the media that blew up and made a huge deal out of it because of some stupid parents’ reaction. The whole thing was a nice detail that acknowledged the existence of gay people and made an effort to normalise queerness by showing them doing something as mundane as going to a concert with their partners. Period.

And on that note, I want to add that yes, more than this is desirable and it’s okay (it’s very important, actually!) to ask for proper representation. But we can’t close our eyes to the stuff that’s already come our way just because it’s not as much as we wanted it to be. Things take time. Society is still coming to terms with LGBT+ people, and rushing them is only gonna make them clam up and reject any notion of it. Hell, parents wanted to take Star out of Disney XD because they were outraged by a 1-sec cartoon gay kiss! Even though I’m tired of waiting, I see that Disney is treading on thin ice with its more conservative audience and has to carefully plan its every step. And they are still making progress. Slowly, but surely.

We got Beauty and the Beast with gay LeFou (even though I still think it should have been the clock and the candelabra), despite the foreseeable boicot from many people. I’m not saying “we’re good, we can stop demanding stuff from show-runners and movie directors”, I’m saying, “let’s appreciate the progress we’re making while aiming for more”. We’ve come a long way since Disney’s massive no-homo when High School Musical gave a girlfriend to Ryan, literally the gayest man alive in the Disney Universe.

And about the “unnecessary heterosexual love triangle”: I dunno, anon, I’m a storyteller and I saw it coming for a long time. The show built up to that point. It’s not like they pulled it out of their asses. Would I have wanted it to be a love square featuring Tom? Why yes, absolutely, but oh well. It still makes sense in the story they’re telling and it’s integrated in the plot. It would have been weird if Marco, who had been crushing on Jackie since Day 1, had just moved on from her without thinking twice.

Originally posted by cosmicstimmer

Now, about Trans!Marco: I’m gonna be very honest with how I view it, and I’ll also let you know that I’m transgender myself (non-binary pal here, hey, how are ya), as well as a transgender rights activist and lecturer, so I know what I’m talking about. I have nothing against the Trans!Marco fannon, obviously. I think some seed has been planted in the show and as of now, people can make of it what they will. I’d be thrilled and on board if there were any confirmation from TPTB. But I’m not taking it as anymore than that for now, and I’ll entertain both Trans!Marco and Cis!Marco notions. Why?

Yes, Marco has been shown as Princess Marco several times already, pronouns have been changed to feminine and nobody has questioned Marco’s new status during those times. However, Marco hasn’t expressed a particular preference for being treated as a girl (true, no preference for masculine treatment has been expressed either, so we’re kind of in a neutral zone I guess?). I mean, you see Marco wearing dresses and a wig with no complain, as well as being treated as a girl, but after that episode is over, you don’t really see Marco displaying any signs of discomfort with gender identity or pronouns or disphoria or gender expression or anything like that. Actually, the character’s development continues as it was before that happened (anybody else remembers that episode where Marco lives on a different dimension for 16 years and embraces every masculinity trope under the sun?). 

Originally posted by soyalexnajera

Now I’m not saying you have to meet a bunch of requirements to be trans (I’m no trans gatekeeper), but these are the kind of things that usually give it away when we’re talking about someone else’s experience, since we are not inside their head. 

Yes, Marco does possess some traits traditionally associated with femininity (like spending hours getting ready for the date with Jackie), but they’re vague enough that they could mean something or nothing at all (like I said, the show does a lot to destroy gender roles). I feel like I can’t really call it for sure based on that. With how indifferent Marco seems to be to different pronouns, I’d actually say that there’s higher chances this character falls somewhere in the non-binary spectrum, rather than identifying as a girl. This is, of course, my personal opinion, and I might be wrong. But it goes to show that the hinting done in the show has been so subtle for now that it could go either way, and so, I fail to see why we should get angry that Marco isn’t being treated as a girl at the moment.

Just my two cents.

How to Love Like Us (Ethan x Reader)

Description:  Ethan is asked to join his ex for a sit down video for a YouTube channel where they are instructed to ask each other about their relationship.  As they move through their conversation, travelling through the past, a question comes up that has yet to be discussed.  The response Ethan receives is one he never expected.

Word Count: 2,862

Warnings: Talk of depression. Language.

 A/N: This is based off of YouTube videos such as Hurt Bae and other couple one on one interviews with each other.  Thank you to @scuteedolans for encouraging me with writing this piece.  In this Ethan is about 20-21 years old.  I hope you enjoy it!

 Your POV:

It had been 6 months since I had last seen him.  I knew that we were about to enter the room at the same time to sit in those chairs, face to face, with nothing just a stack of questions and never-ending eye contact.  Sat in the center of a nearly empty room were two, tall director’s chairs set so that we would be across from each other.  A couple cameras were set up to record with the camera men standing behind them, just waiting for us to take our places.

I never thought that I would be in one of these “exes ask questions’ videos, but when I was told that Ethan was asked to do one, I felt like I at least owed it to him after the way we left off, so reluctantly I agreed to do it with him.

           “Y/n, are you ready?” I turned to face the producer who had set this whole thing up.  I’m sure my eyes were filled with fear and hesitancy.

           I took a deep breath and nodded my head.  Was I actually ready to face him?  Did I have enough time to prepare myself for what was to come?  I wasn’t told ahead of time what these questions were going to be.  It was obvious that there would be questions that would catch me off guard or would be ones that I didn’t want to answer, but I signed the form that I would be completely honest and open throughout the whole thing.

           “Is Ethan in place?” she said as she pressed the ear piece closer, waiting for the answer.  “Okay, perfect, let’s get ready.” She placed her hand on my shoulder, “You’re going to do great.  We can take breaks when needed and you don’t have to ask to get up.” Her hand gave me a quick squeeze.  “Do you need a tissue?” she handed it to me without waiting for my response.

           I looked at my feet the whole time I walked to my seat, too many thoughts racing through my mind for me to comprehend.  Once I was standing next to the chair, I looked up to meet Ethan’s eyes.  He looked at me with a warmth that made my heart skip a beat the same way it did the first time he ever looked at me.

           We both picked up the notecards from our seats before finally sitting down.  It took me a solid 30 seconds to adjust in my seat whereas it only took Ethan a moment to find a comfortable position.  He tapped his cards against his thigh to straighten them up, his eyes still trained on mine.

           “Would you like me to go first?” he asked quietly.

           “Yes, please.” My voice could hardly be heard. It was like my voice had caught up in my throat.

           “Okay.” He lifted the first card, reading it to himself before sharing it with me.  A small smile formed at the corner of his lips, “How did we first meet?” he placed the card at the back of the stack.

           I laugh a bit at the memory, “We were both at Best Buy.” He flashed a toothy smile, “You and Grayson were looking for a new camera while I was looking for a new lens.”

           “Grayson was doing all of the work while I was taking pictures of myself on each camera.” Ethan filled in the next part, shaking his head at himself.

           “You kept trying to take selfies with me in the background to make me feel uncomfortable, but it didn’t work.” I added, thinking back to that day.  I had noticed Ethan moving from camera to camera, turning it toward his face and snapping picture after picture.

           “And you,” he pointed right at me, “finally posed for a picture.  You flipped me off in the background.” He broke out in a small fit of laughter.

           I nodded, “I did.  You deserved it.”

           “You’re right I did.” He paused before nodding at the cards in my hands.

           Flipping the top one over I read it aloud without taking a look for myself.  I figured that it would be a better idea to just get it out.  “Did I ever do anything that made you question whether we were supposed to be together or not?  If so, what was it?”  The question rolled off my tongue much easier than it would have if I had read it in my head first.

           A frown formed on his face, his eyebrows knitting together.  He was taking a while to respond and it was making me more nervous than it probably should have.  “Nothing you ever did made me question us being together.  You were everything I hoped for and more.”

           My lips tightened, folding in as I tried to fight back the emotions I was feeling.  He said it in such a light tone, but the hurt that was in his eyes made my heart want to explode.  I tried to find the words to respond with, but there it was like fireworks, response after response exploding in my mind but fizzling away all too soon.

           Before I could even say anything he read his next card, “If you could describe our sex life in 3 words, what would they be?” I was surprised at how well he held it together as he asked.  I knew that he wanted to explode with laughter by the playfulness in his eyes.

           I bit my lip to suppress my grin, “Amazing, loving, and…” I tapped my chin, “adventurous.” I absent mindedly played with a piece of hair that was brushing against my face.

           “Oooh, adventurous!” he wigged his eyebrows and shoulders at the same time.  I immediately hid my face in my hands, embarrassed yet amused by his response.  “Don’t be so shy!” he leaned forward and gently hit my leg with his cards.

           “I can’t help it!” I argued, pulling out my next card, “What’s your favorite memory of us?”

           “Oh I don’t even have to think about this one!” he clapped his hands together.  “My favorite memory is the time we went on the jet ski and I let you drive it for the first time ever.  It was only a minute in and you knocked us into the water!”

           “I was so excited!  Guess the excitement got the best of me.” I giggled like a school girl.

           He shook his head, laughing, “When we came up we realized that you flooded the engine somehow so we had to swim it back to shore which took like a half hour.”

           “Then we got to the dock and you refused to help me out until I admitted that it was all my fault.  So when you finally helped me out I pushed you back in.”

           “And you told me it was out of love.  And I just knew, that I couldn’t let you go that day. I’ve never felt the way you made me feel.” He laughed, throwing his head back.  “God, no one could love the way we loved.  No one knew how to love like us.”

           “We did have an epic love.” I admitted, wishing I could relive all the moments we shared.

           “Next question.  What was your first impression of me?” he raised an eyebrow.

           I shrugged, “That you were a goon.  A cute goon, but a goon none the less.”

           “You loved every bit of this!” he held his hands out as if to say, ‘look at me’.

           I shook my head, heat rising to my cheeks.  “Let’s move on.  Are you in a relationship now?” my chest tightened.  I wasn’t sure I wanted to hear his answer, but the question had already been asked and there was no taking it back.

           “No.” he answered.  Short, sweet, and to the point.  “Are you?” he retorted.

           “That’s not your question to ask, it’s mine.” I raised my brows at him.

           “So you are.” He deadpanned.

           “No.  I haven’t talked to any other guy since you.  But it was my question to ask, so…” I made a childish face, placing the card at the back of the stack.

           He chuckled, “Always have to be sarcastic don’t you?”  I shrugged in response, “I miss your sarcasm.”  We both got silent.  He immediately looked down at his next card, “What was your favorite thing about me?

           “Your smile.” I responded.  “Your smile when you were excited, your smile when you were happy, your smile when I told a horrible joke, when we rode rollercoasters, when we were at comedy movies.  The way you smiled for me when I was sad and when I needed courage.  You’re smile whenever we were together.  I love your smile.”

           He purposely grinned from ear to ear.  He kept moving his head back and forth to make sure that I saw each angle of his infamous smile.  Of course I laughed because almost everything he does makes me feel an unexplainable joy that was unique to only him.

           “You were the reason I smiled.” Of course he had to pull on my heart strings a little more.  I was already feeling numerous different emotions and his actions and comments were only making those feelings stronger.

           “You were the reason I smiled.” I answered truthfully. Again we shared a moment of silence before moving on.  “What is the one thing you regret about our relationship or regret not doing during it?” I asked.  Why did these questions have to go so deep?

           His head turned to the side, his bottom lip tucked between his teeth.  He kept looking at me out of the corner of his eye, but he couldn’t get himself to turn to me.  I let him take his time; I didn’t want to rush him.  “I regret not telling you I loved you more.  You deserved more ‘I love yous’.  I wish I would have told you how much I love you every second of every day.”

           The tears finally started to well up in my eyes as he finally looked at me.  The Kleenex that had been sitting on my lap was now in my hands, ready to soak up any tears when they finally fell.  He had seen me cry enough already during the breakup, I didn’t want him to see me cry again.

           I pushed myself up from the chair, setting the cards down on the seat.  My feet carried me out of the view of the camera and off set.  Ethan didn’t follow me, he remained in his seat, his head turned back to the side again, only this time his eyes were focused on the floor. I could feel my heartrate picking up and my breathing going deeper than it had in the past 6 months.  My hands were covering my face as I took the time to collect myself.  It was a solid 3 minutes before I built up the courage to return to my seat.

           “Sorry for making you wait.” I mumbled as I returned to my position.

           He shrugged, “It’s okay, you needed a break. I didn’t mind.  I’ll always wait for you.”

           I tried to ignore his comment because there was only so much more I could take before I had a full on meltdown.  “It’s your turn.” I gestured towards the final card in his hand.

           “Oh, yeah.” He whispered.  “Okay, my last question is… Why did we break up?” his voice trailed off at the end.  “I don’t even know the answer to this question; you broke up with me and never told me why.” The curiosity in his voice was almost over shadowed by the pain.

           When we broke up there were so many things going on in my mind and when I made the decision I just left him with only a few words spoken and a thousand tears shed.  He deserved more than that but I was too much of a coward to tell him the reason.

           “I… I broke up with you because… I just…” I stuttered through my words.  I never thought the day would come where we would be sitting face to face with nowhere to run, and I would be forced to answer this question.  “I broke up with you because I wasn’t okay.  I was filled with a sadness that couldn’t be lifted.  It weighed heavy on my heart.  There were things that were going on in my life that I didn’t share with you because I know how easily worried you get.  I was just so sad.”

           “I could have helped you.  Why didn’t you tell me?  We could have worked through it together!” his voiced raised a bit but not too much.

           “Ethan…” I took a deep breath.  “Ethan, you were the only thing that could make me happy, but when you were gone my world got darker.  Do you know how scary that is?  How scary it is to know that you are depending on one person to bring happiness into your life?”

           “If you would have told me…”

           I cut him off, “If I would have told you that would have put pressure on you.  Pressure that you didn’t deserve.  I needed to learn to be okay on my own.  I can’t depend on someone all my life.  It was up to me to choose the path, it was up to me to choose recovery, and it was up to me to let you continue on your journey without me holding you back. There were many times I wanted to call you.  I wanted to tell you what was going on.  I wanted to ask you to rescue me.  But I had to be my own hero.”

           He ran his hand through his hair, a frazzled sigh leaving his mouth.  “What happened?” he whispered.

           “I was depressed.  At first I thought that there must have been something to trigger it, but there wasn’t. Sometimes people just get sad and there’s no explanation.  I started to pick apart everything in my life.  I wasn’t happy with the way I looked.  I was constantly searching for flaws on myself; it was almost an addiction for me.  I hated my job.  I chose to do what my parents wanted me to do.  I’m an accountant!  I fucking hate numbers!  I wanted to be a writer, I wanted to tell the stories built up in my imagination!  I wanted to tell our story!  And… I thought I wasn’t good enough for you.” Once I finished I took a deep breath.  I closed my eyes so that I could just breathe.  The silence allowed me to hear my own heartbeat, my pulse pounding in my head. I could hear Ethan’s breathing. It was a sweet rhythm that brought me peace faster than anyone else could.

           “You were always enough for me.” I felt his hand take mine in his.  “You are always going to be enough for me.”

           “But in my head I wasn’t even enough for myself.” I made eye contact with him.  “And I deserve to be enough for myself.”  I turned his hands over and traced the lines imprinted in them.

           “How do you feel now?” he asked, his eyes watching my fingers dance against his skin.

           I smiled, “These past 6 months I’ve been working on myself. A big part of it goes into my writing. I’m almost done with the first draft. I’m happier now.  It’s a work in progress, but there have been many successes.”

           “I’m happy that you’re feeling better and I’m happy you’re writing again.” He encouraged me, “I hope you continue to do so.”

           “I haven’t finished it quite yet…” I lifted my fingers from his hand, leaning back against the chair.  He leaned back as well, looking hurt that I pulled away.  “There’s one more question by the way.”

           “Hit me.” He said, tapping his hands against his legs.

           “It says… Do you still love me?” my hands tightened around the card.  “You don’t have to answer that.”

           He held up his hand, “I will always love you.  You were my world.”

           “And you were my world.”

           We sat there, eyes connected, voices off.  The workers dimmed the lights around us, leaving us in a peaceful darkness.  The cameras were turned off, all of the room was silent.  I stood up and Ethan mirrored my actions, our eyes still trained on each other’s.  He stepped forward, his hand sliding up my neck, delicately pulling me closer to him. He leaned forward, resting his forehead against mine.  I could hear the shuffling of feet carrying the camera men away, leaving us two alone.

           “God, I’ve missed you.” He whispered.  I could feel his warm breath against my lips.

           “And I, you.” My fingers lifted and played with the hair at the nape of his neck.

           “Please, come home.” I could feel his thumb moving in circles against my skin.

           “Okay.” I whispered, lifting my head a bit.

           “I told you.  I’d always wait for you.” He kissed me softly, whole heartedly, and gently. And although I never quit loving him, I somehow managed to fall even more in love.



pairing: chanyeol x reader

genre: angst ft a tiny bit of fluff

words: 10.7k

description: you’re in love with chanyeol. you know. his girlfriend knows. the universe knows. does he?

Originally posted by scartic

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Too many of our children are not growing up,
They’re growing in;
Instead of becoming engineers and building their future,
They are becoming mathematicians,
Counting calories on scales they can never live up to.
And what do we have to offer them but empty plates?
In open hands We feed them magazines,
Full of images of what they perceive is pretty;
Paper thin.
And they will take it,
Their five fingered forks
Filling their empty bellies with dead trees,
Hoping the branches won’t break on the way,
While we cut them down;
Another inch.
Their idols Imposters;
Neon paintings of people who never existed,
Splayed on billboards to be dissected by the masses,
Their holy guts a crucifix to beauty;
And they eat them up,
Getting stuck in their teeth,
Like wish bones that were never whole.
They’re left unfulfilled,
Starving for the next thing,
As we shove packages marked ‘fat free’
Down into their core
And preach epidemics of obesity,
But we never taught them to be full.
We teach them ribs are sexy,
So they count every one,
A notch in their belt;
Hollow cheeks and sunken eyes
That the gap in their thighs should be wide enough,
To see the girl behind them,
And send them to their Graves early;
Long before they’re dead.
Because being frail means you are a woman;
We made them women before they even knew.
We shamed their bodies with smiles on our faces,
So they wouldn’t know the difference,
And then watched them fade away
Congratulating every pound.
We need to teach them size doesn’t matter;
To wear their joy.
That they are more then three syllables,
Worth more then a 9 letter word;
That every angle and curve is perfect
Because there’s no one in the world like them.
That editing programs do not create people,
And the next time someone makes them feel less then fucking perfect,
Shove their forks in their faces
And give them something they can chew.
…there’s an epidemic

gamzeletovah  asked:

omfg gay island and timeslip both sound incredible (also hi big fan of ur fic, A+ omgcp blog)

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Aww thank you!

Here’s what I’ve had sitting in my “Cup Age Regression” doc since September, and never added to after the original brainstorm passed: 

The morning of August 4 Jack goes into the living room to say goodbye to the Cup.  The kitchen is a noisy jamboree of plates and forks and voices, and Eric periodically calling, “Pancake up!”  He slips away from it just for a couple of minutes, looking for a little bit of quiet.  So it’s back to the living room, the morning sun coming through the window sheers, the faint detritus of yesterday’s party–paper napkins on the table, wine glasses on the fireplace mantle, a pair of high-heeled shoes kicked behind a chair, the silver gleam of the Stanley Cup.  There’s a man from the Hall of Fame in the front entry hall, fussing with the cup’s travel case, waiting for Jack’s 24 hours to expire.

Jack sets his hands in his pockets and looks at it, his thumb seeking the still-new weight of the engagement ring on his hand.  He can’t help smiling.

I wish my old self could see me now, he thinks, and reaches out to pat the cup fondly.

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*drinks water* (did someone posted about this before?)

I know some of you already saw the official manga art (top image) and noticed that Chuuya is the only one alongside with Fukuzawa and Mori that is on the upside down position but I noticed something else…

We can see the others with their masks EXCEPT Dazai who is facing his back and of course just as I said Chuuya is also on another different angle, the only one among the smaller “puppets”. Let me think that Fukuzawa and Mori are on the upside down because they’ve already fallen on Fyodor’s trap which is the truth as of now. They already fell so there is no need for the strings unlike the others. But Chuuya on the other hand is still on the process of “falling” and what’s worrisome is Dazai is facing his back.

My conclusion: Its like telling that Chuuya will “fall” (corruption) and Dazai isnt there (facing his back) to save him..thefore supporting the other theory of Fyodor making Chuuya to use corruption without Dazai..and we all know what will happen if ever-

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Gone: Chapter 1

A/N: Hi guys! I’ve been working on this little side project for a while, and since I have chapter 2 almost written, I feel okay posting this to test the waters, to see if you guys even like it!

I’d like to thank @justkillingtimewhileiwait & @allenting for brainstorming this with me and giving me so many great ideas for it.

I know first Chapter might be a little slow, but buckle up, cause there is gonna be some turbulence in this one ;)

Also feedback is appreciated and gets you more chapters!

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anonymous asked:

Hi, could you please do bts reactions that s/o getting stomach ache in the middle of a heated argument and asking to pause the fight, *their stomach hurts whenever they get extremely upset*

BTS Reaction To Their S/O stomach Aching In The Middle Of An Argument

“Are you ok jagiya, let’s not argue anymore I don’t wish to upset your stomach”

“I’ll try not to lose my temper as much, ok. So don’t get so upset that it cause your stomach to hurt”

Rap Monster:
“I wanna be able to say what I need to say without having you get upset, I don’t want your stomach to let’s try to work this out in a different way”

“I don’t wish to make you upset jagiya, but we can’t avoid it all the time, so how about we try it from this angle instead…”

“What’s wrong?” “Your stomach hurts, ah is this because of me?” “I’m sorry jagiya, you should lay down” “no we don’t have to finish it’s not something to argue about anyways”

“No no no, don’t get upset” he’d start to massage your stomach “I don’t want us to fight”

“If it hurts that much, maybe this is a sign that we shouldn’t argue or possibly this isn’t worth getting upset at each other, come here jagiya, i’m sorry”

anonymous asked:

Can u write a friends to lovers hc where d&p are like watching a movie together and cuddling and Phil gets hard and them smut ensuses,,,thankssssss (also bonus for neck kink daddy kink and whatever u want but u don't have toooooo)(also top!phil)

so I got the neck kink for you, I didn’t put in the daddy kink but there’s top!Phil in the most literal sense lol. it’s frottage instead of full-on sex, and I’d apologize but like I got suuuuuper into this and went in with the feels lol.

am I gonna title it? probably.

Discovering Magic

* “Phil? You ready yet?” Dan called from the lounge. Phil was in the kitchen, making them both coffee.

* “Almost!” Phil called back.

* “Hurry up, I wanna press play!” 

* Phil walked in with their coffees and Dan was almost wiggling in anticipation on the couch. When Phil had reminded him, “I’m not really that much of a Harry Potter fan,” Dan had leapt at the chance to make them sit down and watch all the movies. 

* Phil passed Dan his mug, and as soon as he sat down, Dan pressed play.

* “You know that I’ve seen the first 5 movies, right?” Phil asked quietly as the movie began. 

* “Yeah, but I’ve seen all of them and I’m about to watch them all over again, so what’s your point? You’ve seen lots of movies several times.” 

* Phil sipped at his coffee. “Okay, true.” 

* They’d both finished their coffee by the halfway point of the movie, and Phil kept getting distracted by Dan shifting positions constantly and curling up as small as possible before changing positions again.

* “What’s the matter?” 

* “I’m cold,” Dan whined, eyes still on the TV as he lolled his head in exasperation. “But I’m too lazy to get up and I also don’t want to pause the movie.” 

* “I don’t know how to help you; I don’t want to get up either.” 

* Dan made a high-pitched noise of complaint, drawing it out as long as possible. “No matter how much noise you make, I’m not getting up to get anything for you,” Phil said, sinking deeper into the couch in protest. Dan flopped over, half-lying on the couch with his feet flat on the ground, still watching the movie. 

* “How am I supposed to know what’s happening in the movie if you keep making that sound?” Phil poked Dan’s head. He watched Dan slide closer slowly, pushing himself with his feet first on the ground, and then against the side of the armrest. 

* “Cuddle with me,” Dan whined, looking at the screen instead of at Phil. “I don’t want to get a blanket or a jumper or more coffee, and you won’t do it, so it’s your responsibility to cuddle me.”

* “Why is it my responsibility?” Phil complained even as he swung his legs over Dan so he could slot in between him and the back of the couch. Phil’s heart raced a little faster, but they had always had a close relationship like this; it isn’t anything to get excited about, Phil firmly told himself. 

* “This couch isn’t big enough for this,” he grumbled. Their legs were bent awkwardly to try to fit in the space and it was hard to see over Dan’s head. “Your head is in the way.” 

* Dan sighed. “Why must the universe conspire against us?!” He made no attempt to move. 

* They laid there for over 2 minutes before Phil finally made an executive decision. He clambered over Dan with minimal incident, only kneeing the table once and accidentally shoving his elbow into Dan’s side, before pausing the movie. 

* “Where are you going?” Dan complained. “You better not be leaving; it’s just getting good.” 

* “Calm down, I’m getting a blanket since you refuse to take your life into your own hands.” 

* “How dare you!” Dan yelled after him, since he’d already left the lounge. “I’ll have you know I’m a completely capable, driven –… Okay, fine, fuck off!” 

* Phil laughed to himself as he grabbed his own duvet, and his pillow too so he could rest his head on something that would also let him see the TV over Dan’s head. 

* “Oh, sweet warmth!” Dan yelled from underneath the duvet after Phil flung it on top of him and it covered him entirely. He laid there without pulling the duvet down from over his head. 

* “You’re going to suffocate in there,” Phil said.

* “Will the void finally take me back?” 

* Phil didn’t bother answering that. He flipped over part of the duvet so he’d have room to lay down, and accidentally stepped on Dan’s leg as he tried to get back into the same spot he was in before. 

* “Maybe the void is Phil and he’s going to kill me by stepping on me,” Dan said, still muffled underneath the duvet. 

* “Sorry, sorry!” Phil covered himself with the duvet and then uncovered Dan’s head. 

* “I’m crowning!” Dan screamed, making a strange face. 

* “Put it back!” Phil jokingly put the duvet back over Dan’s face as Dan made a gross squelching sound, not missing a beat. 

* “Ew.” Phil uncovered Dan’s face again and then nudged him. “Press play again.” 

* Both Dan and Phil were sharing Phil’s pillow, but Phil’s arm was tucked under his pillow to give him a little bit of height over Dan’s head. They were pressed close together so Dan wouldn’t fall off the couch, but that also meant there was a long line of warmth all the way down Phil’s body. 

* Dan jumped, the movie startling him, but then quickly scooted back so he wouldn’t fall off the couch. He ended up rubbing against Phil’s front. Phil jumped too, but not at the movie; Phil’s body was not getting the memo. 

* Phil was acutely aware of the fact that his cock was slowly getting hard, and he tried to tilt his hips away from Dan, but there was no space on the couch. Moving his hips like that made his knees draw up, too, and he didn’t want to accidentally knee Dan off the couch. He hoped that Dan wouldn’t notice, but he knew that with the soft, loose pants they were both wearing, hope was futile. 

* Phil moved a little bit, feeling hot but not wanting to take the duvet off, especially since it helped hide his growing erection. He accidentally breathed close to Dan’s neck, and his warm breath made Dan gasp and jerk against Phil again. They both froze, not sure if they should acknowledge it or just pretend it didn’t happen, but by freezing they knew that they both acknowledged it, but they weren’t sure if they should say something about it. 

* After a moment of tense silence, both of them seemed to relax, but Dan could feel Phil’s cock hard against his butt, and his own cock was semi-hard from Phil’s breath on his sensitive neck. They were both furiously blushing, but neither of them knew since they didn’t look at each other. 

* The erection situation aside, Phil was getting quite bored of the movie; since he’d already seen it and he wasn’t nearly as much of a Harry Potter fan as Dan was, he wasn’t really in the mood to watch it or any of the other movies. It was hard saying no to Dan, though, especially when he had looked so excited, his eyes sparkling. 

* The planes of Dan’s cheeks and the angles of his jawline were a lot more interesting to stare at, and Dan was soft and warm against him, smelling like their shared shampoo, smelling like home. (”It just makes sense to share shampoo, we live together anyway and then we don’t have to always buy two different kinds. You’d always start using mine anyway because you’d forget that you’d need more of yours,” Dad had explained years ago. It had made sense, and Phil was thrilled that they would both smell like DanandPhil, not like Dan and Phil separately.)

* Phil had stared at Dan for so long that he turned back to look at him, feeling his gaze, and when their eyes met Phil blushed, embarrassed that he’d been caught. He shifted nervously, eyes looking down, and his warm breath ghosted over Dan’s neck again. Dan made a little gasp, and at the sound Phil’s eyes snapped up and he swore he could see Dan’s eyes dilate. Phil really wanted to hear him make that noise again.

* Dan’s lips were parted slightly and Phil wildly wondered how they would feel on his, those lovely lips that articulated anything from the most poetic existential musings to a screeched variety of creative swear words. Phil “accidentally” brushed his hand over Dan’s crotch and was both surprised and gratified to find that Dan was hard (which Dan was already very aware of). They looked each other in the eye for a moment and it felt like time had stopped, even though they could both hear the movie and the sounds of London in the background. Phil wondered if his eyes looked as black as Dan’s did at that moment. 

* Phil turned Dan over on his back and swung a leg over him to straddle him; a rare moment of coordination on his part. He’d seen Dan in all kinds of situations with all sorts of expressions through the years, but he’d never seen Dan underneath him like this, red cheeks and an open, wanting expression. 

* Phil leaned down and it felt like hours before he felt the touch of Dan’s lips on his own. The duvet was well on its way to slipping off them and Phil couldn’t stop himself from tangling his hands in Dan’s hair, resting his elbows on the couch to hold himself up. He felt one of Dan’s hands on his side, and the other settled on his lower back underneath his shirt. Phil kissed him again and again, slowly going from chaste and soft to dirty and hard, feeling as though he was re-enacting all of his past fantasies. Dan was moaning into the kisses, and before long they were grinding against each other, the soft fabric of their pants making it easier to feel each other. 

* It felt right to be like this, a hazy moment in time characterized by warmth and home and softness, spinning in a world pared down to him and I and us. There was a quiet panting that Phil distantly recognized as his own; he was enraptured by the sight of Dan looking up at him with glazed but bright eyes, letting out breathy moans like a prayer. At a particularly intense moment of friction, Phil watched with hungry eyes as Dan’s head tilted back in pleasure, exposing his pale, beautiful, unmarked neck. The fingernails of one hand dug into the bare skin of Phil’s lower back and the other hand tightened its grip around Phil’s waist. 

* Phil didn’t dare stop the movements of his hips, not when Dan’s was rising to meet him in perfect time. He shifted as little as possible, moving lower and away from Dan’s lips, seeking his neck. The full-body shudder that ran through Dan felt like opening his eyes after a long time asleep. 

* “Fuck,” Dan whispered, the first thing he’d said in a long time. He sounded wrecked and Phil was immensely satisfied at finally being able to take him apart and then piece him back together, after all this time of wanting.

* “You’re so beautiful,” Phil murmured into Dan’s neck, knowing now that Dan’s breath would hitch at the brush of his lips as he spoke. He licked at the skin, relishing the way Dan jerked. Another curse, louder this time, cracked the air like a whip. 

* Dan’s cheeks were flushed and they were both sweating a little even though the duvet had finally fallen off them and onto the floor. Phil moved up from Dan’s neck to press kisses to his lips, his cheeks, his forehead, even his nose.

* He nipped and sucked at Dan’s neck again as they both neared their release, guessing by the way Dan was struggling to keep his eyes open and he started panting and whining wordlessly, begging without saying a single thing. 

* It felt like being teenagers again, both cumming in their pants, but it was a beginning, a promise, the extended version of, perhaps, Harry Potter that only added on to and enhanced what was already there.

* “I love you, I don’t remember a time when I didn’t,” Phil whispered, his forehead resting against Dan’s as he looked him in the eyes. 

* “I loved you then and I love you now; I think I might love you always,” Dan whispered back. 

* They kissed again softly, cherishing the moment, before the movie startled them both this time. Their simultaneous flinching made them aware of the cold wetness in their pants, and cringing, they paused the movie and both made their way to the shower together.

I’m not sure if I should apologize for the feels or not 

I’m both proud and not proud of this lol I have mixed feelings about it

- Rebecca

Send us your sins

as a fandom we have to stay strong, I know there are many hurtful, disgusting and completely false things being said to and about fans attacking you because you love Taylor. this hate is coming from all different angles, the media, on twitter, here on tumblr and I just want to let you all know that you are loved and you are valuable. Taylor loves you. I love you and if you ever need someone to talk to I’m here.

anonymous asked:

Flighted birds hit windows, fly away, get hurt, and DIE because of your stupidity. Why do you toy with you birds' lives? Just for the sake of having a 'different' opinion you are telling other people to risk the lives of their birds. You are playing with death letting them live that way, you do not deserve to have birds with the way you risk their lives.

Thank you for your honest opinion.  Yes it is true that flighted birds can possibly hurt themselves, yes birds can fly out doors and yes they can possibly die if they are not trained properly. All of those things are true but those same things happen with clipped birds. 

 CLIPPED bird flew away :

CLIPPED bird fell off it’s cage and almost died :

I could provide you with a massive list of clipped bird injuries, deaths, and losses. I take perfectly good care of my birds, feed them a proper diet, routine vet checkups, plenty of out of the cage time, huge amounts of mental stimulation, training, and I bird proof everything I can in order to keep them safe and live the fully flighted lives they were meant to live.  I have never forced anyone in to letting a bird’s wings grow out, I simply offer the unpopular opinion so that people can make their own decisions based upon the knowledge of both pro flight and pro clip.

You are toying with your own bird’s life if you clip it’s wings.  Not only does it have a higher risk of flying away due to owner false confidence but it also limits a bird’s brain development, harms it’s respiratory system, circulatory system and leads to many stress related issues (plucking, depression, wing flicking, toe tugging, toe tapping, etc). 

This does not apply to all people, some do a very good job at trying to get as much exercise and mental development as they can for their birds, but no matter how hard you try, nothing compares to flight.


Please enlighten me as to how something so intricately designed, with precision, grace, and perfection should be taken away for human entertainment?  I hate to break this to you but if you look at a parrot right now, any parrot, they all do one thing in common, they flyBirds have wings and their entire body is built around that.  Their bones are hollow to be light enough to fly, their respiratory systems are specifically designed for flight and are even created so that the first flap at take off fills an air sac to make the bird light enough to take off.  The circulatory system is designed to pump enough oxygenated blood through the body and to the lungs to keep the bird flying and without flight a bird’s brain does not develop essential neuropathways to be able to react.  Not to mention should birds be refused the ability to fly during certain periods of their lives their hearts will not grow to be the appropriate size, their muscles will not develop and they will live to be significantly weaker even if allowed to fly after this early clipping process.

If I was a poor caretaker my birds would bite me, Mia would not have recovered from fatty liver disease, Zeeby’s stress bars would not have been fixed, they would be ill, they would not train with me, Zeeby would not try to copy my words and neither of them would lay in my hand like that. I do NOT appreciate being told that I do not deserve my feathered companions.  I give more love, care, and attention to these birds than half of the people who have pets do.  I put their safety above all else and if I felt being flighted did more harm than good they would not be flighted however, being flighted is far more beneficial than it is detrimental.  You want to know why I do what I do? I need to express where I stand on the whole clipping debate I don’t think it is right for me to leave this subject so abruptly without the opportunity to properly explain myself. (Yes the last time this topic was brought up it caused me quite a bit of hurt, I might not even end up posting this because of that).  I just feel as though it is not fair that you can throw your ideas at me, lash out at me, and full out slam my beliefs in to the ground without even allowing me to explain my full beliefs on the subject.   Being around so many pro-clip people has started to almost change my way of thinking, not in to pro-clipping not at all! Just in a way where I can see more the reasons and emotion behind clipping. I’m not saying that’s bad, I love hearing views from other people and understanding why people do what they do!  Now, I don’t mind people saying why they clip, I don’t mind hearing their side of things, in fact, I encourage it! The only time this becomes a problem to me is when you directly attack my views, when you feel as though you have the right to place your views on a scale higher than mine and say that my views are worthless. I love fully flighted birds, living with ones who used to be clipped I love being able to see the change in their behaviour.  

My birds are so much happier in ways that words can never explain.  Mia is so much more energetic than she used to be, Zeeby is starting to do little laps around the room when she gets hyper, both of their confidences have grown so much and honestly it is the best feeling in the world to watch them develop this way.  After watching them try to fly after me only to land on the floor a couple feet away from them and now being able to see them joyously exploring their new capabilities without limitations is an irreplaceable feeling. I am going to stop you in your thoughts right now, if you are a pro-clipper spare me the stories about all the fully flighted birds who have hurt themselves with their wings.  I guarantee you I can find the exact same number of sad stories about clipped birds hurting themselves as you can with flighted birds, it is actually less common for a trained flighted bird to harm themselves (I’ll get in to that later).  You will find stories based upon your views, if you are looking for things to prove to yourself that clipping is right you will only see the stories of fully flighted birds hurting themselves and those are the things your mind will focus on, my brain will work in the opposite way.  The fact is, both clipped and non-clipped birds can hurt themselves regardless of the state of their feathers.  Both sides of this belief have their pros and cons, sometimes there are ways to avoid them and some are just bound to happen.  Birds will be birds no matter what. I am in no way saying that either side of this clipping argument is right or wrong.  We both want what is best for our birds, we just don’t exactly agree on how to do it.  If you clip your bird’s wings because there is absolutely no way you can provide a safe environment for a fully-flighted bird that’s your choice!  I am not one to beat you up about it!  As long as you are making sure that your bird gets enough exercise to make up for the lack of muscle development that flying provides and are doing everything you can to keep your bird healthy then I do not see a reason for there to be an argument over this! I am now going to share my raw opinions on why I choose to keep my birds fully flighted.  I hope that if I do post this you will have the respect to read my opinion, have your own reactions to my opinion and be kind about it.  If you have a concern over any of my reasons then go ahead and have a conversation with me about it in a civil matter.  I will always be respectful to your opinion and I hope for you to do the same.  Any hatred or hatred-like responses to this post will be responded to in a respectful manner to the best of my abilities, within reason - all will be publicly posted so think before you speak.  We all have differing opinions and I am open to sharing all angles of this topic just as long as we all remain respectful to one another. If you have read up to this point and plan on yelling at me because my opinions are different than yours then please just stop reading right now.  I am a highly sensitive person and do not need you making judgments before you have even read my explanations.  For the rest of you, read on and be kind. Why do I keep my birds fully flighted? (all of these are in no particular order)

It is my belief that an animal which flies for thousands of miles a day in the wild deserves to be provided with an environment which can best replicate that.  Birds spend their whole lives flying in search of food, travelling, finding nesting materials, and looking for a mate, just to name a few.  So I do my best to replicate that environment by giving my girls plenty of room to fly around in search of their new foraging opportunities, new locations they should discover, and fun new toys they can spend their energy on.  

I believe that an animal that was born to fly should not be modified to suit a human environment, I compare this to how you would not cut a dog’s tendons so they could not run away from you.  Birds were born with wings to fly, I just do see it as morally correct to modify them so that they can work with people.  How can something so perfectly designed be right to remove for our own selfish reasons? With all the flying birds do in the wild, without wings they do not receive as much exercise as they should.  Now of course there are games you can play, and ways to encourage your bird to be more active and I highly encourage that all bird owners out there keep playing these awesome games with your bird! They need the exercise and these games are a great way to get them their daily dose to burn off energy and develop muscles!  I just don’t think anything can really compare to flight, different muscles are used in different activities and flight requires quite a heck of a lot of them.  But again, any way you can get exercise to your bird is fantastic!

I keep my birds flighted because of how happy it makes them.  The cheerful chirps they make mid-flight, the great advances they have made with their ability to explore their capabilities, and for those moments when I call one of them and they fly with such perfect grace that it leaves me in awe.  Seeing Mia go from being quiet, anti-social, and uninterested in everything to a bird who is happily chirping away, munching at toys, flying laps around the room, coming over to me and other birds rather than sitting in a corner is a feeling I would not trade for anything.  I used to think that was the way that Mia was, that was just her personality! Maybe she just wasn’t a big fan of other birds, parrotlets are not very social creatures anyways!  But after watching her wings grow in she has changed dramatically, her flight has helped her come out of her shell, she and myself are much happier because of her ability to fly.

I keep my birds flighted because of all the issues that come along with the simple action of cutting a bird’s wings.  

Not all birds react the same to being clipped, while some “don’t mind” (these words are in quotations because I believe that at some point a bird must mind the fact that they can no longer fly) others can completely lose themselves.  Birds are highly emotional creatures and many of them do not handle losing the ability to fly very well, this can make them extremely depressed - this is something I never wish upon my birds.  Some birds react to being clipped so badly that they begin to pluck out of nervousness, loss of confidence, and fright.  There have been many instances where clipped birds have slipped off of their owners’ hands and since then rebelled against the hand.  They blame the hand for falling, lose trust in their human and have zero confidence in themselves, as a result they become aggressive towards their people.  Some methods of clipping can actually cause severe neurological damage.  One common practice is to clip only one wing so a bird will feel imbalanced and not take off, unfortunately birds have evolved to rely on balance, they moult to be balanced, they’re built to be symmetrical for hundreds of thousands of years and when that gets thrown off in captivity birds can be driven in to states of self harm that they can not recover from.  The one wing clipping technique also means that the bird will spiral, crash, and potentially break it’s neck upon impact with the ground since they have absolutely no control over where they go.  With evenly clipped birds who just trim the primaries on each side this is very minimally safer, when a bird stops it is reliant on the ability to adjust the primary feathers to slow down, the primaries can be rotated slightly to cut the wind and create draft allowing the bird to be precise in it’s movements and stop when approaching a hazard, what do you think happens when it’s brakes are cut off? They go slamming full speed in to walls and can kill themselves. These are things I am not willing to risk with my birds.

I stand on the side of things where I don’t think it is right to force something to like you.  Now it is no secret that both of my girls were clipped (not by my choice) before I got them, so you may just discredit everything I have to say here.  Just as you would not remove a dog’s ability to run away from you when you bring it home, I don’t think you should force a bird to not be able to fly away from you.  There are simple training methods and hand raising techniques which can be used to teach a bird to love human contact without needing to clip them.  I see no purpose in clipping a bird when these proven alternative methods exist and do, in fact, work! Clipping for the process of taming has actually caused birds to regress!  They feel trapped and forced to depend upon you, they have become highly aggressive and it is dismissed as the bird’s ‘personality’ even though the same bird is not aggressive once trained and flighted! 

 I also keep my birds flighted for the same reasons you keep your birds clipped, for safety.  If I had another animal in the house (or a larger bird) and they were clipped how would they be expected to escape?  Now don’t tell me “you would just supervise them”.  Accidents happen in seconds and in many instances people just can not get there fast enough.  There are many different situations, outcomes, and reactions.  Sometimes “supervising them” doesn’t guarantee their safety.  I would much rather allow my birds to have the opportunity to save themselves if something were to happen where I just can not get there in time.  No matter how cautious you are accidents will happen, that’s just the way it is sometimes. 

I ensure my birds mental health by keeping them flighted. Birds who are flighted use more parts of their brain and develop stronger vision and fine motor skills.  Being flighted allows a bird to develop powerful symbiotic neuropathways which aid in quick decision making and greatly affects their ability to learn cause and effect, symbiotic relationships between eyesight and flight as well as aggression, and personality.  This site goes in to great detail about the mental health of flight ( ).

Keeping my birds flighted also reduces the possibility of them fighting, yes they are able to fly across the room and kill each other if they really wanted to but flighted birds rarely do!  A birds main instinct is “fight or flight” where, when placed in a dangerous situation they have to determine if it is better to fly away or fight.  Once you clip a birds wings you completely remove the flight part of that instinct leaving only one option “fight”.  Your clipped bird can not feasibly escape danger so it stands it’s ground and fights, eventually this will lead to a very aggressive bird if not dealt with properly.  If you have multiple birds this means that they are far more likely to bite each other than if they were flighted. 

Another common reason we all do what we do is to stop our birds from escaping.  Open doors and windows are huge hazards for birds and you might believe that being flighted increases the chance of a fatal escape.  Now, a flighted bird might be able to manoeuvre past you a lot better and get out that door but a clipped bird can fly just as far outside.  Even the slightest thing can startle a bird and cause them to take off, I feel when birds are clipped many people develop this false sense of security where they feel nothing can go wrong.  Outside, a clipped bird can take off and fly much farther than indoors because of the wind and because the bird does not feel as cramped as it does when there is a roof over it’s head. 

To add on to birds outdoors, who do you think will last longer? Who has the best chance of coming back down? Even if a clipped bird does have the courage to take off from that high place they will have very little control over where they land and how far they go.  While they might be trying to fly back to you they can be easily deterred in to the middle of the road or across a couple streets way far out of your view.  A fully flighted bird has much better control and a lot more wind resistance, making it easier and more likely that they will find refuge and survive.  Not to mention the flighted bird’s ability to escape predators over one who lands on the ground and struggles to get back up. Along with that I feel that when you have a fully flighted bird most people are more cautious of open doors and windows making the chance of escape a lot lower.  This isn’t a proven fact, it is just my opinion based on watching various bird keepers behaviours.   

 Another thing I would like to add is that if you have a fully flighted bird that does not mean that all these above reasons apply to you.  If you do not train your bird, teach them certain boundaries, and have them flight trained you have just as much luck as a clipped bird.  Untrained birds will not have developed as much muscle to fight against the wind as one who has been trained to specifically strengthen these muscles.  Your bird will also likely not understand when to come down off of that tree, take off, get confused, scared, and just fly off even farther away.  Again this is just my opinion.  I feel if you have fully flighted birds, training is a basic thing you should have to do to ensure their safety, training is something that should be done with every bird regardless of the state of their feathers. I live in fear of my birds flying outside and not coming back, many would say that if this causes so much fear I should just clip them and be safe but I see this fear as a good thing.  

My senses are on red alert all the time meaning that I pick up on a lot more of those tiny hazards than I would if I was fearless.  This allows me to rid of those hazards, bird proof them to the best of my abilities and keep my birds in a much safer environment.  “But flighted birds will fly in to harmful objects! fall in to boiling water! hit windows!” this is very false.  A birds ability to “think on the fly” develops with the symbiotic neuropathways strengthened through flight.  A flighted bird will have developed a better ability to fly and see oncoming danger, recognize the hot water and have enough control to land elsewhere.  A clipped bird will not have developed these neuropathways, take off, not understand what is happening as soon, try to fly elsewhere, not have enough ability to change direction and end up in the pot. More detail on this can again be found here (

Of course the most obvious one, being flighted is incredibly healthy for birds.  Not only do they develop stronger flight muscles but flying is highly beneficial for a bird’s lungs, heart, and brain!  Just as you develop heart conditions from not getting enough exercise a bird’s heart does the same.  Birds who are clipped tend to take very poorly to veterinary testing, their poor heart condition doesn’t allow them to replenish blood as quickly making blood draws and the recovery period much longer and much harder, suddenly losing .2cc of blood can become a pretty big deal. What happens when they break a blood feather or have to get blood drawn, how much stress will that put on the body, how much of their lives does that risk?  The bloodstream is also the main source of nutrient transport for the body, when all of that slows down, is smaller than it should be or just can’t function correctly the body will not be receiving the nutrients it needs as fast as it should be, damaging their systems.

Have you ever noticed you bird flap heavily then start panting or showing signs of exhaustion?  That’s because the respiratory system is weak and not functioning as well as it should be, when you removed flight a major part of the respiratory system was not able to strengthen, just as a couch potato could not run a marathon without passing out.  This weakened respiratory systems means that they may be more prone to developing respiratory conditions, being heavily affected by airborne toxins and they will not be transporting oxygen nearly as efficiently which can hinder growth and the nervous system.

A major part of a bird is it’s brain, they have a highly developed nervous system with precise vision which connects to a huge number of processing centres to interpret that information and spit out a reaction.  Most of a birds brain is developed to work with flight, thinking on the fly, once flight is removed those many connections are not made within the brain leaving your bird with slower response times, lesser mental development and overall a less healthy bird! Not being able to fly and make these neurological connections is the exact same process as what would happen if a guitar player stopped playing for a few years, the brain decides that those neuropathways aren’t needed and starts to kill them to make space for things that are being used.  The guitar player would have slow moving fingers, fine motor skills would not be top notch, a bird who can’t fly will not be able to process movements as fast, recognize how close something is, and make the action to move out of the way.  A bird who spends years flying will develop those pathways which allows them to avoid hazards, control their flight, brake efficiently and develop incredible aerial skills.

On to the next part… I never really see clipping as an ‘okay’ thing to do.  It always irks me to see a clipped bird and it always will.  This does not mean that I do not understand clipping in certain situations, and this does not mean that I think of you as a bad person.  You do what you do with your bird’s safety and care in mind, that’s all I care about so long as you understand the effects of clipping and flight.  

If you are uneducated on the matter and clip because it is the ‘social norm’ then please do some research, you can check out the links I provide at the bottom and make a decision for yourself.

When a bird is injured, plucked out one wing, becomes discombobulated from flight, or has health issues I feel it is understandable to clip a bird’s wings.  This way the bird will not cause itself further harm and can take time to recover properly.

If you have children; they tend to leave doors open, give the bird things it should not eat, poke at the bird and aggravate it.  I see this as an “eh” reason (I wish the child was easier to control and altering them should be the first consideration before wing clipping).  I can see people not wanting their child to leave a door open and clip the wings to have it safer, this also stops the bird from being protective of it’s owner and attacking the children (although clipping can cause more anger all this does is stop the bird flying across the room and getting someone from great distances).  In these situations I am a little less understanding because there are other things you can do to prevent accidents like setting the boundaries with the children and not letting them interact until they are older, having a separate room for the bird, but I understand that both species are unpredictable. Many people have had children and fully flighted birds just fine, I feel you should experiment with all options and set boundaries with your children before you clip.

I also have a slight understanding as to why wings are clipped in pet stores, they have a lot of people coming and going, sinks full of soap and burning water, sharp objects, open doors, there are a lot of risks here.  Pet care facilities just do not have the time or money to keep flighted birds safe in most cases and it is intended to be temporary.

Reasons why I do not understand clipping: 

Believing that your bird will not fly away, clipped birds have equal (if not more) opportunities to escape in most cases. Because you think they don’t care/ you are too lazy to train them.  I understand if you have a hectic life it is hard to care for a fully flighted bird as well, let alone flight train them to control their flight properly. Along with bird-proofing your home if you do not have the funds or knowledge to do so.  But when you have the time to do this and you have the resources to do it and you just push it aside because you believe that you bird does not care that you are modifying it to fit your life then it just doesn’t sit right with me considering how detrimental it is to their health.  

Birds require a lot of training, time, and money if you can not reasonably spend enough time with a bird then you shouldn’t really have one in the first place.  But in today’s society it is unreasonable to expect people to do research and prepare before getting a bird.  

Because they came to you that way.  If you were given a clipped bird and never did any sort of research on it to never be able to form your own decision on whether or not you believe clipping is right or wrong then I disagree with those views.  I think everyone should do research on the pros and cons of both sides and determine what they believe is right rather than just following the ‘social norm’.  

If you clip your bird because it hurt itself once. Too many times I hear people who have clipped their birds wings because it hit a window, mirror, or basically anything.  It takes time for birds to develop the neuropathways which prevent them from flying in to things, hitting it once is the first step to developing those pathways. There are other procedures you could have done before it came down to clipping.  Covering mirrors, tinting windows, putting stickers on windows, putting the bird in an area without spontaneous furniture, training the bird to better control it’s flight.  Even my own bird has freaked out and hit a window once, I put a new thing in front of the window so when she heads in that direction her first instinct is to land and evaluate the situation, now that her neuropathways have better developed she has never hit a window again.  After I move I plan on doing more to protect them from windows; tinting them, putting large parrot rope netting in front of them, or putting high visibility stickers on them because although I have full confidence in her ability to fly I would much rather be safe than sorry.

So that is where I stand on this matter.  I personally used to be neutral to this, I never really thought about it much but as soon as I brought Mia home I researched every aspect of avian abilities. That research helped shape my opinion today.  My opinions change so who knows, maybe in 50 years I will have a slightly different view on this matter, different reasons for why I am pro flight but for today this is where I stand and where I plan to continue standing. I may update this as new factors in avian science develop or as my own opinions grow.  This is not just my opinion, these are my beliefs.  

Being flighted is not something to play with, it is a way of life.

I would love to hear all your opinions on this encouraging or otherwise.  Have a contradicting idea to something I have said? Please RESPECTFULLY send me an ask or comment on this post I would love to hear your own opinions on this matter! Some resources for pro-flight:

Educated standpoints:

Other facts/ opinions on the pro-flight side:

Look who’s back again!

We haven’t taken many photos this time because I’ve been buried under work again, but Nimbus has been helping where he can 

It was interesting to do a set of photos rather than just a single pose. Nimbus particularly likes the ones where he gets to look big (figures)

Should we do more of these or go for variety instead?

“What’s important is that you deliver assistance for children in need.”

Paul Molinaro has been the Regional Chief of Supply and Logistics at UNICEF Middle East and North Africa for the past three years. He has previously worked with UNICEF country offices, Supply Division and other UN agencies. 

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Guys I’m like sobbing right now because the stage play DVD has different angles on all the scenes and we literally missed adorable inukag moments before because we simply couldn’t see them both at the same time

Like there’s a moment after they get Tetsusaiga that I desperately need a gif of because it’s probably the cutest thing I’ve ever seen and also there are tons more close up shots of their reactions to things and I’m gonna end up screen capping all of these because I’m dying over here

I haven’t even gotten to the bonus features yet. The main feature is a bonus in and of itself.

Greg is stupid about Shane P3: the description box (cont)

This is the third and final part of the description box. This will be a lot shorter and has no need for citations unlike the last part. 

“Maybe it’s time for you to be honest, and take action regarding your own eating disorders, weight loss, weight gain, whatever you need to do, this is your call, unless you want your disorder to control you forever. No more excuses, get help. Save yourself.“

Shane has made at least one video where he talks in depth about his dysmorphia which was his “Why I wasn’t in Youtube rewind” video. Shane doesn’t make any mention of having an eating disorder (I rewatched to make sure). If anything the “disorder that’s controlling his life” is his dysmorphia and anxiety which makes him super self conscious and sees himself as much larger than he is. You telling him he’s unhealthy is the exact opposite of what he needs or what would even help him. He needs a good, non-toxic environment which will not trigger his dysmorphia or anxiety to allow him to healthily work on his weight if that’s what he wishes to do. But honestly, he isn’t that bad. A doctor wouldn’t bother talking to him about his weight because it’s not even close to a place where it would be a main factor in any medical conditions we don’t even know if he has. In my last post I mentioned that only about 13% of heart disease deaths are caused by poor diet.

From personal experience I have started and tried eating a good healthy diet and exercise regularly but when my mental disorder causes me to spiral, that is one of the last things I focus on. It’s more important to take my mind out of depression or whatever is affecting me at that time than working on my body, especially as my weight doesn’t affect my everyday life. Oh and btw, I’m underweight and struggle to reach the optimal weight partially because I have a hard time creating muscle and other health factors. It goes both ways Greg, remember that.

So basically, Shane is honest, Shane likely is going to avoid clicking on this video which is taking action to avoid triggers, there is nothing he “needs” to do because he isn’t overweight to a point where it would make much of a statistical difference, and yes, this is his call. If he decided to have fun with his life and eat without care that is taking control over his dysmorphia for example. But we all know you won’t accept that.

Also, Onision we know for a fact that you make sure anything you are in is completely in your control. Lainey’s videos are a good example of this. You have full creative control over those collab videos which includes editing and clearly even their descriptions. You wear makeup, have particular angled shots, and you use filters to control how we see you. Isn’t that letting an insecurity run your life? Hell, you are so desperate to be the center of attention that you wear silly costumes to your debates.


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prompt: Prompt - Hi could you do a fic where clarke and bellamy sneak out at night all the time whether it’s to make out, fuck or just talk about things they can’t say in daylight. Until one night raven (or anyone really) follows them and then bellarke are faced with the question they’d been avoiding. What were they? (This is basically a friends with benefits being caught then becoming something more fic)

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The first time it happens, Clarke is stressed, and Bellamy is being pushy, and they’re up later than everyone trying to come up with a solution to their latest problem. Their talk by the tree helped the animosity between them—they trust each other now, she doesn’t doubt that at all. But that doesn’t mean they aren’t still the absolute best at driving each other to their last nerves. She’s stalking away from him, huffing in frustration, when he grabs her wrist and says, “Hey, we need to figure this out, you don’t get to just storm off because you’re pissed at me. This is bigger than that.”

She can barely process his words thanks to the obscene thoughts flickering through her head. She doesn’t mean to let her mind go there, but his large hand on her arm feels like it’s burning through her nerves, and she’s been sexually and emotionally frustrated since her mistake with Finn, and she’s so tired of thinking, she wants to do just one thing that she doesn’t have to worry about from a dozen different angles to figure out how it’ll be a disaster.

In the end, Bellamy knows what’s crossed her mind because her gaze drags from his hand, up his muscular arms, lingers on his chest, and then rests, for a second too long, on his lips. When she meets his eyes, he’s smirking, and she’s trying not to let her embarrassment show. Bellamy’s too perceptive for that, though.

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s2 bts: photos, video:

  • “The first day I met Chris we had dinner…" (Special Education bts)
  • Original Song bts (2:14)
  • "Wow, Chris, I love you!" (2:20)
  • "He is great, I was big fan of his Harry Potter musical…” (0.20)
  • Chris on fans’ reaction to Darren and kissing boys in private school uniforms (4:16, 7:30)
  • “Chris is a very generous talent" (1:50)

BONUS - audio of Darren’s interview, Chris the wood nymph, "I like Chris a whole lot” and much more (1:40-4.50) 


s3 bts: photos, video:

  • Chris’ hearteyes (Pot O’ Gold bts) (0:25)
  • Darren and Chris chatting between takes (Extraordinary Merry Christmas bts) (0:21)
  • Chatting and laughing between takes (Saturday Night Glee-ver bts)
  • Chris watching Brooke dance with Darren (Saturday Night Glee-ver bts)

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I need someone…

To draw the Kanera kiss from afar from the Space family’s perspective (like from behind their head).


The Kanera kiss from the opposite side of the frame (like in the scene we see the right side of Hera’s face, but on the art, her left side) I can’t draw anything because my hands don’t know how I guess but if someone wants to draw them without recreating the scene you can do an other POV —I’ve always loved seeing things, especially movie scenes, from different angles—