because you deserve to be okay

me: yeah, Greg was great and all, but he served his purpose. I’m okay with the fact that he’s gone because that means he’s moved on and is living a happier, healthier life at the school of his dreams!

me: sees one ( 1 ) photo/gif/video of Greg

me, through tears: I miss you so much

You know I really liked the Golden Circle. It was fun and fueled my thirst for more Galahad Sr. action


BUT major things upset me quite a bit (DON’T READ IF YOU HAVEN’T WATCHED)


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Okay, I’m gonna sound like a butthurt shipper but the Eggsy/Tilde ship is just so empty and seems to only serve to cause Eggsy some major macho-man-pain. Because in the end Tilde remained that princess to be saved trope. She was still trapped in the end.


And okay you can still chalk that up as me being a butthurt Hartwin shipper who has no respect for female characters. But consider this: How come Merlin got an emotional and absolutely climax-loaded end, but Roxy was offed off-screen???? She didn’t even deserve a meaningful death scene or any action sequences, apparently.


In the end Roxy and Tilde were good for nothing else but being convenient plot devices WOW.


Man, Rox deserved better.

I really don’t understand why people hate Keith

Okay, you can dislike a character, it’s your choice, but hate seems too…strong????

In the vlog he pratically admitted he made mistakes, HE SAID SORRY AND WAS CRYING BECAUSE HE HAS FEAR OF LOOSE THE PEOPLE HE CARES MOST FOR SOMETHING HE COULD DO/SAY

Do you realize how stressing is it? It’s horrible.

Keith is really trying to be a better leader, to get on with the others paladin but for him isn’t so easy.

So again, it’s okay to dislike him. But try to understand that he’s not a black&white chatacter. He has his reasons to react in this way or to be like this. And the same goes for every character.


(long post, sorry)

In spite of everything I love Harley Quinn but, damn, writers treat her so badly. I swear, the temptation to make her actually stupid must be terrible because it’s so often implied, or explicitly stated, that she slept her way through school. First of all, it does not work like that.  Second, she’s not a therapist or a psychologist, she’s a psychiatrist, she’s a fricking MD and a damn young one too. Managing pre-med and collegiate gymnastics that she relied on to keep her scholarship? Harley is fucked up, but she’s not the dumb blonde she plays. (also stop making her stacked, she’s a gymnast. she is 4’11” of pure muscle and is not top heavy)

If you want a good Harley backstory it’s simple. She’s ADHD but medicated and slightly robotic because of it. I want to take special care not to demonize meds but, rather, people’s disapproval of neurodivergence and a lack of focus on what is best for a patient rather than what is most convenient for others. So, maybe, around ten years old Harley is a hyperactive space cadet who’s brilliant at tests but sloppy at coursework, who would be a gymnastics prodigy if she could actually focus on technique and put in practice time instead of fooling around. Then the meds come and it’s actually really cool because she can do the things she needs to do instead of just wanting to do them, doing something else entirely, and getting in trouble. People are proud of her, she’s proud of herself. But now there are expectations. Family and teachers and coaches overschedule her, find worth only in her success and don’t care about her mental health at all as long as she’s performing and castigate her when she does fail. Fuck if you don’t internalize that. But she doesn’t look unhealthy and she’s doing amazing. She actually has to choose between the Olympic trials and continuing her grad studies. She probably has some issues with self-harm but it either doesn’t look like self-harm or is well covered up. 

When Arkham accepts her, fresh from her residency, it’s not a mistake. The woman is amazing. All they can see is a mountain of achievements rather than the seething ball of nerves, self-loathing, and imposter syndrome boiling just under the surface. That’s when Joker comes in. He’s got the Hannibal Lecter shtick down. Where everyone else sees an intelligent driven young woman he sees a frightened overwhelmed girl who is working her hardest to convince the world she’s anyone other than herself. Sending her into a nervous breakdown would be too easy so he doesn’t even bother. Instead he’s open with her, almost friendly. The other doctors are amazed, Harley is amazed, she’s not done anything particularly revolutionary but, for the first time in forever, it looks like the clown prince of crime is showing progress. He unravels her and it’s a challenge, she flinches back and gets very serious when he comes too close to the real Harley under the professional. Still, soon she’s questioning everything. She doesn’t even really like her co-workers. She hasn’t had a real friend in years. She’s forgotten how to have fun. Did she ever want this to be her life or did she just do it for other people? It starts so slowly that it looks, at first, like she’s getting better at self-care. Maybe something totally silly one weekend, a trampoline park where she can enjoy the way her toned body moves without stressing out over landings, a face painting booth at a street fair, some garishly colored downright tacky decoration that clashes with her sensible apartment. Suddenly she realizes how much she hates knowing the difference between cream and ecru. The beigeness of her life is repulsive. She hates the person she’s pretending to be even more that she hates herself which is really saying something.

After her weekend of freedom she would have called in sick if it wasn’t so suddenly important to see him. The relief she feels at talking to one of Gotham’s most infamous supercriminals is disturbing but it is relief and she’s been swallowing a slow-motion panic attack for hours. She admits, though she shouldn’t, that she took his advice about doing something fun and he teases her, what would straight-laced Doctor Quinzel do for fun? Did she realphabetize her sock drawer or buy a new clipboard? It’s not important to impress him, it’s really not. He’s dangerous, cruel, and he looks so proud when she admits that she bought a lamp shaped like a lawn flamingo. The only mistake, he says, is that she should have stolen it. She hopes the wicked thrill it gives her doesn’t show on her face. It does. She almost even laughs. He likes it when he can make her laugh and she likes it when he likes things.

It’s wrong and unprofessional, the relationship she develops, and she knows it but her whole life she’s been so high strung. Nothing she’s done has been for her, she’s not sure she knows how to really do selfish things anymore, but he knows the selfish things she needs to do. It feels good when she follows his advice even when it’s small things like the rainbow striped socks she wears concealed under her very bland slacks and sensible shoes. She’s so happy, almost giddy, and he loves her happiness, he loves her, he loves the real her that she’s had to beat down and hide for so long, the her that even she isn’t able to love. She is able to love him, though, and since he loves her she’s able to love herself for him, to protect and nurture something so important to him.

When the choice comes between her old self, the tedious endless labor of making the world proud, and Him, the spectacular man that brought color into her life, it’s not even a question. She kills Doctor Harleen Quinzel, she throws away the version of her that let herself burn just for medals and hollow accolades. She embraces Harley Quinn and it’s so much a part of her nature she can’t even see that she’s still living her life for someone else’s approval, except this time that person is a murderous clown. She hasn’t let her hair down, she’s just put it in pigtails instead of a bun.

Aries: Do not mourn over things that never did you any good. Do not look at those moments with rose colored nostalgia. They will always lead you astray. 

Taurus: Keep your head up. The critics will come hard and fast. Tell them to fuck off with middle fingers up. You are so much better then this fucking town.

Gemini: The ghosts can’t hurt you anymore. Even as they reach out from the past. You’ve got the salt. You’ve got the gun now. You are in charge, and they should be scared. Not you. Not anymore.

Cancer: Stop going back to burned bridges. Trying to make something out of the ashes. Remind yourself you set the flames for a god damn reason. Mourn the loss, but don’t keep going back to the scene of the crime.

Leo:  You are not the chaos around you. Not the pain that the aftermath is causing. You are so much more then the bad things you think about yourself. Learn to make the eye of the storm your home.

Virgo: Sometimes you need to let go of the past and all of the memories it holds. It’s going to hurt in a way you couldn’t imagine, but you have to clean out the infection to get better. You will get better.

Libra: Stop following people down rabbit holes. If you were meant to be 6 feet under you would be. Do not rush time and do not test fate. You can not try to take their place.

Scorpio:   Do not apologize for doing what you had to do. For having a spine. For learning to pick up a knife and defend yourself. You do not owe them  an explanation. You do not owe them an apology. You do not owe them anything.

Sagittarius: Stop trying to destroy your beauty, just because you can not see it. It doesn’t matter how much alcohol. How many pills. How many scars you give yourself. You are still as bright as the sun. Just as beautiful as the moon.

Capricorn:  Hold them to the standards you expect of yourself. If they can not meet them, then they don’t deserve a seat at the table with you. Do not dim your light or slow down to make them comfortable. It’s not worth it.

Aquarius:  It’s okay to indulge. Okay to go numb every once in awhile. You do not have to sit there and make yourself suffer night after night, just to be strong. It is okay to break. It is okay to be weak. It is okay to need a moment of true peace.

Pisces: If you keep faking a smile long enough, you’ll eventually start to believe it to. Just try and pretend at being happy now, so that you can learn to be really happy when the time comes.

—  This Weeks Zodiac

ineptshieldmaid  asked:

Sam I have an important Chicago question: just north of the DuSable bridge there is a statue of what looks like Abe Lincoln excitedly taking a man in a knitted sweater on a first date. I only saw it from a bus, so didn't get either a photo or an explanation. Can you explain this phenomenon? Are Abe and Sweater Man happy???

*head in hands* FUCKING SEWARD JOHNSON

You have triggered the rage within me, so now you will ALL be treated to an outside-the-readmore screed about SEWARD GODDAMN JOHNSON. 

I don’t normally attack artists because a) it scares my friends who are artists (I love you all, you are beautiful, don’t be afraid) and b) honestly most artists don’t deserve the level of vitriol I’m about to employ. I want you all to remember that the seething hatred I feel for Seward Johnson is driven in large part by class consciousness. 

But not entirely. So let’s begin. 

First what you have to know is that Seward Johnson is a “sculptor”. If you google “seward johnson sculpture” you’ll get an idea of his work, most of which is terrible. I feel okay calling his work terrible because he is also the scion of the family that founded SC Johnson Johnson & Johnson (my bad), so he has all the money he needs and could step back, do his art for funsies, and let people with actual talent or two original thoughts in their heads exhibit their art, but he doesn’t, he forces his terrible art on all of us. 

The reason I harbor such animosity towards Seward Johnson is that he has been exhibiting on Pioneer Plaza (that area north of the DuSable Bridge) for almost a decade now, and when I worked in the north loop I had to walk past his art every day. It was bad enough when the sculpture was American Gothic, rendered without talent or meaning into three dimensions and provided with luggage. 

How very fucking dare you, you talentless hack

These things are sculpted out of what amounts basically to styrofoam painted in rubberized/weatherized paint, so they are fragile, and tourists were constantly climbing on Farmer’s shoes and falling into them when they found out it wasn’t the cheap but supple fiberglass you would expect of a tacky monstrosity more suited to a roadside motel than the business district of a major metropolitan city. (I would imagine this is why Abraham Lincoln And The Mayonnaise Sandwich has a little fence around it.) 

But American Gothic Motel Attraction was mostly just annoying because it was meaningless, derivative, and CONSTANTLY covered in gawkers getting in everyone’s way. 

Additionally, Seward Johnson’s sculptures on the Plaza are very popular photo spots for tourists, who carry lots of cash and are constantly distracted, which means beginning with The Assault On American Gothic it became a very popular spot for pickpockets. Which means members of our staff, who had nothing to do with this mess, got pickpocketed as collateral damage about once a week during the exhibition of…. 

Forever Marilyn.

SEWARD JOHNSON GO FUCK YOURSELF

This is a very famous image of Marilyn Monroe which is horrifying for the following reasons that Seward Johnson appears not to have understood nor cared about:

a) The day this was shot, on an open set with people leering at her all day, her husband, professional athlete and dirtbag Joe DiMaggio, found out about the filming. Rather than comfort his wife, who had been through some shit already that day, he became angry she’d been showing her panties in public and beat her so badly the neighbors called the police on him. Joe DiMaggio also go fuck yourself. 

b) IT’S IN A MOVIE INFAMOUSLY SET IN NEW YORK. To quote a local newspaper, “Did Chicago lose a bet?”

c) Yes, you can look up and see her panties. While this is juvenile, it’s not nearly as juvenile as the literally thousand of photographs I angrily photobombed of some douchebro from Fuckville Middle America in a backwards baseball cap standing between her legs with his face tilted upwards and his tongue out. 

Oh and btw before it was unveiled it looked like this: 

For literal days, before it was installed, she had a bag over her head. (For more on this, though the pictures are now missing, you can read my reaction post here.)

In any just world, there would be a trap door between her legs and everyone who tried to do the upskirt shot would fall into a pit where they would be forced to give five dollars to women’s shelters before they were allowed to leave. THAT would have been interesting art. 

Sidebar, both as contrast and because I love it: Marilyn left a few years ago and was briefly replaced by a refreshing and beautiful piece called The Watch, by Hebru Brantley. The Watch was playful and interesting and didn’t have a single upskirt. Hebru Brantley is a wonderful artist in his own right, but he was also a welcome breath of fresh air after Johnson’s mediocre tribute to sexual assault. 

The Watch was a temporary installation, however, and eventually along came Abraham Lincoln Approves Of White Men

It is an unfortunate coincidence that Confused Closeted Republican there is wearing khakis and a white shirt, the new uniform of the alt right, and it’s also coincidence that this is facing Trump Tower, but it’s not exactly helping Seward Johnson’s cause that he chose the blandest outfit possible for Paean To Confused White Bread. The sculpture is meant to be Lincoln, the darling of Illinois, welcoming a visitor to our fair city, but it sure does look like fresh meat is about to get a free trip to Boys Town with the Sixteenth President of the United States. 

This is what I mean when I say Seward Johnson lacks not only skill but also understanding: he clearly didn’t know that Lincoln’s sexuality is under enough debate to have its own wikipedia page, and he either didn’t know or didn’t care that Marilyn Monroe was nearly killed by her husband for shooting that scene. All he cares about is image and he’s bad at reproducing image. That is not a well-executed rendering of how human beings are, and dynamically speaking it’s boring. If he were good at visuals or if he had something meaningful to say I would be less angry, but he is mediocre at best and the statements his sculptures make are banal pap if they make any at all. 

But he is rich, and I guess either he likes Chicago or he’s got blackmail on Sam Zell, owner of Pioneer Plaza, so he gets to spatter his hideous, meaningless masturbation in my city. And lest you think Seward Johnson got here on his own merits, Forever Marilyn, now on tour from coast to coast, is owned by The Sculpture Foundation, which is heavily subsidized by Seward Johnson. He basically founded a nonprofit to ensure his work gets toured around and publicized and to ensure that if no museum wants it, it has a place to go to die (Palm Springs, CA). 

In short, I hope Abe and Sweater Man are happy, because at least then something good has come out of Seward Johnson’s astounding mediocrity. That said, if you are passing his latest work, spit on it for me. As performance art.

what is BPD?

 Even though I have a blog about BPD, a lot of people have a lot of doubts about it (about the symptoms, terms, etc). So here is a post about BPD and, please, if you are neurotypical don’t comment “wow I have it” just because you read my post.

  • Borderline Personality Disorder is diagnosed when there is a persistent pattern of unstable interpersonal relationships, mood and self-image, as well as distinct impulsive behaviour, beginning by early adulthood and present in a variety of contexts. These difficulties are indicated by five (or more) of the following:
  1. frantic efforts to avoid real or imagined abandonment.

  2. a pattern of unstable and intense interpersonal relationships characterised by alternating between extremes of idealization and devaluation.

  3. identity disturbance: markedly and persistently unstable self-image or sense of self.

  4. impulsivity in at least two areas that are potentially self-damaging (e.g. spending, sex, substance abuse, reckless driving, binge eating). This does not include suicidal or self-harming behaviour.

  5. recurrent suicidal behaviour, gestures, or threats, or self-mutilating behaviour.

  6. affective instability due to a marked reactivity of mood - intense feelings that can last from a few hours to a few days.

  7. chronic feelings of emptiness.

  8. inappropriate intense anger or difficulty controlling anger.

  9. transient, stress-related paranoid ideas or severe dissociative symptoms.

What is FP? 

FP means, for someone who has BPD, favorite person. It is a term that refers to the person you most idealize, usually it is someone you have romantic feelings for, but it can be a friend, fictional character, someone in your family, etc. Not everyone who has BPD has a FP, but it is something common. Having a FP is not something beautiful and shouldn’t be romantized, your mood starts depending on that person, on the way they talk to you, you have a lot of mental breakdowns when they’re gone and it’s something that puts you in risk, because you’re willing to do basically anything for that person.

What is “split”?

Splitting is the action of feeling extremely angry at someone who you usually idealize, for example, your fp (but it doesn’t have to be necessarily your fp). Someone who suffers from BPD usually has black and white thinking or feeling, loving or hating someone, doing something all the time or not at all, basically no harlf term. When someone splits, it means that they were from a extreme to another about their feelings to someone. It can happen for big and important reasons, when someone actually does a serious mistake or it can happen when someone does a “small” mistake and we react extremely, due to BPD hypersensitivity.

What is dissociation?

That’s what Wikipedia says: “In psychology, dissociation is any of a wide array of experiences from mild detachment from immediate surroundings to more severe detachment from physical and emotional experience. The major characteristic of all dissociative phenomena involves a detachment from reality, rather than a loss of reality as in psychosis.”. Dissociation is the match of despersonalization (“Depersonalization can consist of a detachment within the self regarding one’s mind or body, or being a detached observer of oneself. Subjects feel they have changed and that the world has become vague, dreamlike, less real, or lacking in significance. It can be a disturbing experience. Chronic depersonalization refers to depersonalization-derealization disorder, which is classified by the DSM-5 as a dissociative disorder.”) and derealization (“Derealization is an alteration in the perception or experience of the external world so that it seems unreal. Other symptoms include feeling as though one’s environment is lacking in spontaneity, emotional colouring, and depth. It is a dissociative symptom of many conditions.”). Basically, it is feeling like YOU are not real + the WORLD is not real. Okay, I’m not sure about what I’m going to say now, please someone correct me if I’m wrong, but I think that there a lot of dissociative disorders, but in BPD people usually suffer just from dissociative symptoms.

Self-Harm?

Self-harm is when you intentionally hurt yourself. Okay, but why? Some people self-harm to relief the pain, a lot of people with BPD also relate they self-harm to feel real during dissociative episodes or to feel something when the emptiness sensations are acting out. For some people, self-harm is when you hurt your body tissue, for example, cutting or scratching yourself, but, personally, in my opinion, thre are different ways or expressing self-harm before it becomes something extreme, for example, starving yourself, triggering yourself, doing something you don’t want to just because you “deserve it”, etc.

“People with BPD are always abusive.”

That’s absolutely not true. A lot of websites make articles about BPD and, because of a lack of information, they mention we are abusive and things like that. The truth is that no one is automatically abusive JUST because their mental illnesses. Abuse is something related to someone’s behavior, regardless if they’re mentally ill or not. “Okay, so why a lot of people say BPD makes someone abusive?” Maybe it’s because PDs are not a very discussed topic and people are always afraid of the unkown, so it’s better if they just judge us. Also, maybe because people with BPD are often seen as “attention seekers”, which is not something bad, in my opinion, because everyone should receive enough attention, since they’re not using bad mechanisms to get it.

About some other symptoms

Mood swings happen when someone goes to an emotion to another. For someone who has BPD, it happens a lot of times during the day. For example, if you got a friend and they have BPD they can talk about suicide and how hopeless they feel and a few hours or minutes later they can talk about future plans and how excited they are about things. It impacts our affective instability too, so sometimes we get lost thinking if we like someone or not. We can easily “get tired” of someone and then becoming totally dependent on them after some time. Our instability also impacts our sense of self, sometimes it makes us question even if we are real (going back to the dissociation aspect). That’s why is so hard for us to do things like choosing a career, because today I can feel like becoming an actress and then tomorrow I want to be a doctor. Our decisions and moods are constantly changing.Our fear of abandonment controls our lives, we can do things that we don’t even want to just to have someone by our sides. Also, some people with BPD can get too clingy or too distant to someone they love, clingy to avoid the abandonment and distant because of a “leave them before they leave me” thought. That’s why our relationships are very unstable.Compulsion and impulsivity is a form of expressing our confused feelings, like if we need something to rely on. We can drink too much, eat too much, waste too much money, etc. It can happens for a lot of reasons, for example, to fill the feelings of emptiness or to avoid a breakdown, specially when someone leaves.

Quiet and explosive borderlines

Explosive borderline is someone who is the “classical” borderline. They will act out, they may yell at people, they may get involved in fights and etc. Someone who is a quiet borderline will act in, holding their pain agaisnt themselves, for example, with the self-harm. They may not usually yell at people or get involved in fights, but, instead, they will do terrible things with themselves. There is not a “worse or better type of borderline”, they’re just different types. We all suffer a lot.

Sorry if my grammar wasn’t very correct. English is not my native language. I hope it was a helpful post for some help here on tumblr.
Stay strong, borderline community!

Nothing More [ II ]

Genre [Rating] : Angst

Length: 11.1k

Pairing: Baekhyun x Reader

Summary: Watching the man you love love someone else was the most painful feeling in the world.

Part One: Part Three: x  Part Four: x  Alternate Ending: x

Originally posted by sefuns

A broken heart was a nuisance, an annoying leech that sucked the life out of you every moment you paused to think about the pain it was spreading through your limbs. Every second you spent with your mind not occupied you wanted to scream and cry. It felt like your emotions were burning embers and anytime you paused to give it oxygen the fire would grow and consume you til you were nothing but ashes.

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Scratching the Itch

Square Filled- Friends to lovers

Rating- Explicit

Tags- Alpha!Dean x Omega!reader, smut,

Word Count- 2300ish

A/N: For @spnabobingo. Hope you enjoy! XOXO


Hunting’s a total blast until you hit your heat. In between each cycle, you only know how much fun it is to catch a case, to get on the road and feel the rumble of Dean’s car beneath you, all open windows and loud music. The fights are always rough, but in the way that makes you feel strong, in a way that makes your muscles ache with anticipation just to think about it. And of course, there’s the feeling of knowing that you saved someone, that you stopped one small little evil and left the world a little better for it.

But then your heat hits, and you remember. Hunting is not ideal for an Omega.

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Angel in the Darkness (M) pt. 8

Originally posted by aestheticvbts

Summary: After a patient urgently pleads you to go and help a friend of his, you naively agree to it. Little did you know, that you would get more than what you agreed to, when he leads you to a brothel, to help a dangerous prostitute named Jeon Jungkook.

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader (ft. Jin, but not romantically)

Word count: 6.5k

Genre: Smut (M), angst, mafia!au, prostitution!au

A/N:This is a dark and filthy story! Graphic descriptions of sex (oral, penetration, etc), heavy dom/sub undertones, drug use, vulgar language use… This is a mature read! You have been warned!

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5 | part 6 | part 7 | part 8



“Again? Didn’t we already talk about this?” your mother scolded with a sigh, as you two entered your small apartment.

She had gotten a call from work at the rehab centre, that you had gotten into another fight with the kids at your school. And this became an alarming concern to her since this was the third time this month that you had fought with others.

“I didn’t mean too…” the nine-year-old you sniffled, as you shyed away from your mother’s harsh glare.

“Y/n this is the third time this month that your school has called me!” your mother exclaimed tiredly from the kitchen, getting ready to prepare dinner for the two of you.

“I’m sorry,” you whispered from your spot on the sofa, trying to withhold your tears. You knew your mother hated when you got into fights – you didn’t even like it either, but the kids always picked on you. You just wanted them to stop…

“You said you were sorry last time.”

“I know…” you mumbled in reply.

“Then why do you keep fighting?” she frustrated. “No matter what those kids say, you don’t put your hands on them.”

“But they wouldn’t stop!”

“Then tell the teacher-”

“They hit me first,” you interrupted. This caused your mother to pause in the middle of her footsteps.

“Why?” she asked in confusion.

“They just wouldn’t stop saying those horrible things, even though I begged them…”  you said as your tears started to fall.

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anonymous asked:

Why do you say Rhaegar and Lyanna's relationship is abusive? We know next to nothing about them.

With what we do know, there’s no way their relationship could be anything but abusive. Rhaegar was a 24 year old married man with two children and a crown prince of the kingdoms, and Lyanna was 15 year old girl who just wanted to escape her impending marriage. That’s one hell of a power imbalance. Rhaegar may not have hurt her physically (that we know of), but that doesn’t mean he was good to her or for her. Lyanna may have very well gone with Rhaegar willingly, but that does not mean she agreed to be hidden away in a tower and impregnated at 15 to fulfill Rhaegar’s ridiculous prophecy. In all likelihood, Rhaegar didn’t love Lyanna, he was using her as a human incubator for his third head of the dragon. 

Going after Lyanna was the worst mistake Rhaegar ever made, and yet D&D are twisting it into some kind of tragic love story to make Jon Snow’s real daddy more likable. Any way you slice it, Lyanna’s death is on Rhaegar. And not just Lyanna’s: Elia’s, Rhaenys and Aegon’s, Arthur Dayne’s - Rhaegar’s own best friend - and thousands more in a completely pointless war that Rhaegar began. He was the heir to the Iron Throne, and Lyanna was just a girl; he was the adult, and she was the child. What happened to Lyanna was Rhaegar’s fault. And that’s not romantic, it’s not tragic - it’s inexcusable. 

You say we know next to nothing about Rhaegar and Lyanna, but what we do know works directly against them having a healthy relationship. Lyanna is described by more than one person as being “willful” and having “the wolf’s blood.” She wanted to be free; to live as she choosed; to explore, to fight, to be outside. She was impulsive, headstrong, and independent. Lyanna didn’t want to marry Robert Baratheon because she didn’t want to be trapped with a man she knew would be unfaithful to her. So by what logic would she consent to being confined to a tower under guard for over a year by a man who was unfaithful to his own wife? Isn’t that exactly what Lyanna was trying to avoid by escaping her marriage to Robert?

And then there is Elia Martell, a woman that should not and cannot be ignored just so the R+L ship can sail. Abandoning your sick wife and young children for a teenage girl is not romantic, and yet here everyone is, romanticizing it. Did Robert’s Rebellion not teach us anything? That actions have consequences? That when you act selfishly and impulsively at the expense of others, retribution will come? If Rhaegar and Lyanna’s “love” was so pure and beautiful and true, why did Westeros break out into a civil war for her honor? Why did both of them die as a result? What was the point?

Book!Rhaegar believed in something, at least. Even though he was wrong, he still truly believed that what he was doing was for the good of the realm - to save the world - which still doesn’t excuse his behavior. But show!Rhaegar? Prophecy who? He had no reason to steal Lyanna except the fact that he wanted her, fuck everyone else who got in the way, right? But it’s okay, because together they made Jon, right? Wrong. Jon Snow is a very important man, but his existence doesn’t somehow validate Rhaegar’s actions. “Who cares what Rhaegar did! Without him, we wouldn’t have Jon!” But what about Lyanna? What about Elia and her children? What about the realm? Is your favorite broody boy really so important to you that you’re willing to overlook every horrible thing that happened to give him to you? 

I don’t hate Jon, I love him, just as I love Lyanna. She deserved far better, and so did Elia, Rhaenys, Aegon, Arthur, Rickard, Brandon, and everyone else who died because of what Rhaegar Targaryen did. Why do I think R+L is abusive? Because Rhaegar destroyed Lyanna, and you don’t destroy the person that you love. 

  • <p> <b>friend:</b> you okay?<p/><b>me:</b> i'm good<p/><b>*inner me*:</b> remus lupin deserved so much more than what he got, he didn't deserve to have to suffer being a werewolf from such a young age or at all, he should have been able to grow old with his best friends and his wife and his child and i will never be okay because of this<p/></p>
Jin and Time Travelling?

(Here is my theory based on the posters from Love Yourself linked in with WINGS, HYYH, INU, RUN and the Prologue)

So in both of Jin’s Love Yourself Posters, he talks about turning back time.

The first one:

“If I could turn back time, I want to be the greatest guy in the world.”

The second one:

“If I could turn back time, I want to go back to that summer sea.”

He he wants to go back to the ‘summer sea’ and become the greatest man in the world. So where is this summer sea and how will it make him the greatest man?

Think of it this way, The I NEED U MV (Original) came out in May 2015 and the prologue came out in October 2015. In between that is summer. In both of the videos, the boys can be seen beside the sea, at the end of I NEED U and in the prologue video.

They have a lot of fun by the sea. If you take the time between the release of the MVs, I think you could arguably say that this sea that they visit is the ‘summer sea.’

Anyway, back to the rest of the Love_Yourself posters. Before talking about the individual posters, I want to talk about the pairing ones first. These are the same pairings from Run/Prologue but mostly their WINGS Short Films (all theories on that are in my theory masterlist btw)

All of the members that came in pairs (Suga and Jungkook, Jimin and J-Hope, Rap Monster and V) had the same comment on their poster. “When we came back from that sea, we were all alone.”

As I’ve mentioned in my previous theories, I believe that the scene at the sea/beach in the prologue occurred before INU (and RUN). At the sea, they were all happy and good friends, no one seemed injured or hurt.

So they were at the sea, perfectly fine, but when they came back they sort of separated and became lonely and I think it’s to do with their individual posters.

(I’ll talk about Jungkook later) Suga’s poster the translation was “Don’t come near me, I’ll only bring you misfortune.” What if after they came back, the scene in Run happened. When Suga was ‘drunk’ and he and Jungkook got into a fight. Which then lead to the INU hotel scene, when he was alone, and Jungkook was out and got beaten up by those ‘thugs’ ultimately getting hit by a car.

If Suga and Kookie got into a fight, then in the end, it’s likely that he blames himself for Jungkook’s accident. He thinks he’s bought Jungkook misfortune by putting him into a wheelchair (from Jungkook’s poster). That’s why, in their pairing poster, the say that they were alone after coming back from the sea.

At the sea they were together, but after, they became lonely because of the fight

Next is Jimin and J-Hope. 

Theirs isn’t as obvious, but I think a lot of it links in with Hobi’s Short Film (theory here). He has Munchhausen’s syndrome where he basically fakes illness to keep himself in care. Like I said, Jimin took care of him the most as we can see in this scene in Run.

Now this is where I think it might have links to my Maknaes Drove the Hyungs Out Theory (please give it a read)

but that’s another story…

I guess this does come in to Jimin’s Love Yourself poster where is says, “I lied because there is no reason to love someone like me.” Jimin may have lied to keep J-Hope away from him, because he thinks he’s undeserving of love.

We know that Hoseok’s love is selfless as from his poster he says that “As long you can shine, I’m okay,” meaning that he’ll do anything to make someone else happy, even at his own expense. Jimin probably thought he didn’t deserve it and lied to J-Hope to push him away.

Now J Hope is ‘okay’ because he isn’t being so self-destructive in his love, and Jimin is just falling deeper into his lie and feelings of low self-worth.

In their pair photo, we can see that J-Hope is the one that’s in the bright room with the big window seemingly smiling, and Jimin is in a parallel room but it’s not well lit and the windows have bars on them

Jimin’s solo song Lie even said that he felt caught and trapped in his lie, so the room could be a personification of that. There could also be the fact that, because J-Hope is so sacrificing, he always wants to make others happy, even though he says he’s fine, maybe he isn’t? That’s why he fakes illnesses, to make it seem like maybe one person at least (hospital staff) care about him? Hmm…

Next is Rap Monster and V.

Extract from my theory as mentioned above ^

Another thing I want to bring in is both of their short films. V’s posters says “If I had made a different choice, would you not have left?“ Maybe he’s asking Namjoon this question. To which his reply, in his poster, is “I only watch you from behind, because now is not the time.” Notice how Rap Monster is on the bus and how Tae is crouched on the road? It could indicate RM leaving V.

Back to the short film, in V’s, he’s taken to be arrested after being caught vandalising graffiti. I’ve talked before about how I think that Rap /monster ran away from all the members, maybe he got sick of all of the graffitiing, the running in tunnels, the general bad behaviour, and tried to find ‘himself’ (reflection).

From my Reflection Short Film breakdown

V is saying that is he had made a different choice, maybe they wouldn’t be alone. Maybe they’d still be together.

And of course there’s this:

Again, V is asking for help, maybe he’s asking Namjoon for help, but Namjoon is just lying there saying “I’m fine” - maybe he found his peace, and broke the circle where he was always running to V and helping him.

They have the same caption as everyone else, we were alone when we came back from sea. They were really close friends at sea but after V’s attempted(?) suicide in the prologue, maybe Rap Monster realised that he needed to leave? Did he think he was a bad influence on Taehyung? He known know isn’t the time to get involved again, and just watched Tae from afar.

Coming to Jungkook, we all noticed that he was the only one that was happy in his poster with a ‘positive’ message on it. He got hit by that car in INU but seems to be at peace with the accident. What he is sad about, probably, is losing Suga (I already explained most of my thoughts on that poster here btw).

But where does Jin’s time travelling come into this? Well it’s clear that pretty much all of the members have their regrets. At least, they all know that they’ve become distant ever since they came back from their trip to the sea.

Suga bringing others misfortune, Jungkook’s in a wheelchair (but doesn’t seem to mind), Jimin had to tell a lie, J-Hope sacrificing himself to make others happy, V wishing he made a different choice, Rap Mons can only watch from behind. Jin wants to take it all back. All the bad things happened when they came back from the sea.

Remember at the end of the prologue, there was that scene where Jin’s looking at the picture that Rap Monster took of him and Suga at the petrol station?

But when he pulls is out later, it turns out that it’s just empty???

ANDDDDD then, Big Hit re-uploaded the video, but this time, the scene was missing!! What if that’s when Jin time travelled?! He wet back in time, so that scene where he was alone never happened.

I believe this happened in the Japanese Ver. of Blood, Sweat and Tears.

He travelled back to make it so that nothing in Run and INU happened? Made it so that no one would have their regrets, and everyone would be happy, taking them back to that summer sea. Would that make him the greatest guy in the world? To take away all of his members’ problems? Those six petals he holds so dear, he could really protect them?

What about right at the end of Jap BS&T?

When Jin rolls up to Namjoon’s petrol station where he works? Don’t you think that could be the point at which he travelled back in time. He’s alone in the car.

Jin even says, “it’s been a while” here. It’s been a while since they say each other. A while after the prologue, but just before INU. Rap Mon seems fairly happy here, not like how he was when he got mistreated in INU

Also, when Jin sees him, he doesn’t have his cigarette lollipop either, so he travels back to just before it all starts to go wrong, to go and save them.

Apparently Doctor Who is really popular is South Korea as well. Outside of Britain (where my UK ARMYs at?!) apparently South Korea holds the most views for the time travelling Doctor, so who knows?

What do you think? Did I miss something out? Let me know :D

- Widzz

anonymous asked:

RFA +Sarean reacts to MC getting cat called?

-smiles-

–R.I.

Request Killing: 8/30


When MC Gets Cat-Called…

Yoosung

  • A bit scared to confront the guys, but also upset they were disrespecting you
  • Glares at the men who were still checking out your body
  • “Hey, it’s disrespectful to treat women like that,” he scowls
  • The men who straighten up and walk towards Yoosung, boasting their height
  • “You should respect us, little boy,” they snarl at him
  • Yoosung holds their gaze, not backing down. “I’ll never respect anyone who looks at someone else as only an object of sexual desire.”
  • Probably gets beaten up tbh
  • But to him, it’s worth it.

V

  • Doesn’t even hear it
  • Rather, he’s just recovered from a successful eye surgery and was looking forward to wander the streets freely again
  • And who better to be with than you?
  • Sees a store selling cameras in the distance, and drags you along excitedly
  • Unknowingly knocks over the man who had catcalled you into a machoman prostitute who proceeded to flirt and strip for him
  • ಠ‿ಠ

ZEN

  • Upset that you were being catcalled even though you were dressing so conservatively (to avoid comments like these in the first place)
  • Ready to fight!
  • But he holds back because you tell him to
  • Sends a spine chilling glare at the men and leaves with a, “Don’t ever talk about my girlfriend with you dirty mouth again, uglies.”
  • Leaves them in shock because well. Zen is seriously handsome and it hurt to be called ugly by someone who was clearly out of your league
  • Zen asks if you’re okay afterward
  • Reassures you that while you ARE beautiful, you definitely don’t deserve that treatment
  • Tells you that you’re worth more than the one night stand the assholes earlier had asked you for
  • You’re not all too bothered because you felt safe with Zen by your side
  • Still, you ask out of curiosity, “Hey, since when was I your girlfriend?”
  • He ends up blushing and avoids answering the question

Jaehee

  • Finally time for her to show off the results of her judo lessons!
  • Doesn’t hesitate to beat up the assholes immediately
  • Seriously surprises you because Jaehee was always so logical, calm and collected
  • You expected her to lecture them but no..
  • She’s ruthless and doesn’t leave a single part of their body without pain
  • “Is this the hand you wanted to touch her with?” she growls, popping the ligaments of each finger on their hands. “Or is it this one…?” proceeds to basically break the other hand as well
  • As she walks away, she purposely digs her heel into their back, most likely leaving a mark
  • “Let’s go, MC. I’m sorry that wasted your time,” she said, looking as if she hadn’t just beat up three men who were twice her size

Saeran

  • Like Jaehee, he acts on impulse and jumps at the guy who called you out
  • Relentless punches
  • Doesn’t help that Saeran ears all those decorative rings
  • Only satisfied when the man’s face is all purple from bruises
  • “No one will want to be with you now,” Saeran mocks him. “Not that anyone ever did from the start.”
  • Lectures you to always call him if you ever ran into any uncomfortable situation again

707

  • Hides his anger with a big smile
  • “Oh, I know she’s a very sexy lady,” he says coolly, eyes locked in on the man who had just said it
  • In a flash, Seven has the man’s pants pulled down
  • “EEK! MY INNOCENT EYES!” Seven shrieks on purpose, faking a small scream
  • Immediately catches attention from crowds of people on the street immediately
  • They snap pictures of the man, murmurs of disgust and amusement going around:
  • ‘Is this a prank…?’
  • ‘He’s ugly…’
  • ‘Poor girl, did he try to flash her?’
  • Seven takes your hand and drags you away, whistling innocently
  • “Well, that’s why you don’t catcall someone when the Defender of Justice is around!! Justice! Is! Served!!”

Jumin

  • Confused.
  • He doesn’t walk on the streets very often and is usually escorted around by car
  • Unfamiliar with cat-calling
  • “MC, is this normal among the common people?” he asks, eyebrows furrowed
  • You nod, “Well, kinda… (unfortunately)”
  • You didn’t expect Jumin to suddenly yell back at the other guy, “HEY MAN! I THINK YOUR ASS LOOKS ‘FINE’ TOO!!”
  • Didn’t mean it like that, Jumin…
Don’t Cry Over Spilled Milk

Note: Cat!Hybrid Yoongi 💕 😼 You can read the first part HERE and the second part HERE. Thank you for being so patient with me posting all those tiny spoilers ages ago which weren’t really spoilers but just me getting ideas out. POV shifting, clichés, and ridiculous, unrealistic word porn ahoy. I’m guilty of doing that thing where I neglect exposition in favor of smut because I’m tired and this has been SITTING in a drafted state since literally 2016 while it’s fkcinf August 2017. Also I typed this 99% on mobile so I’ll edit formatting later. 

The specialiest thanks to @joondaily and @94hixtape for reading through everything and giving me amazing feedback. 

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader
Genre: smut, hybrid au
Warnings: graphic sexual content (fantasizing, masturbation, oral, penetrative - dear lord holy hell), hybrid smut
Word Count: 10k (over ten thousand fucking words) 
Rating: X, for eXtra graphic (MA/NC-17) 

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Yoongi doesn’t get to finish his sentence or his thought because you tilt your head up to lick at the thin stream of milk that runs down his neck. Your tongue meets the soft skin covering his adams apple, and you move up towards his chin. You have officially lost your goddamn mind.

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mum

Sirius Black had always traveled to King’s Cross with incredible joy in his heart knowing that he wouldn’t have to return to Grimmauld Place, 12 for several months and that he wouldn’t see his family for a very long time. This was the first time Sirius had trouble getting out of his bed on 1st of September. He didn’t know how to explain it but it felt like a hippogriff was sitting on his chest making it hard to breathe.

“Padfoot,” sighed James. “If you make me miss the train, I will steal all of Remus’ chocolate and blame it on you and he will believe me.”

“Idunwanowunintmmawf,” said Sirius into his pillow. 

“I’m sorry, what?”

“I don’t want to run into my mother,” he replied sitting up realising he didn’t have the strength to deal with James Potter at the moment. 

“We will move quickly and we won’t see even a string of her hair,” smiled James. “That’s a promise, Pads.”

“But she will see us Prongs,” mumbled Sirius looking like a lost puppy. “That bitch has her ways, she always finds me and Regulus in the crowd.”

“Don’t be fucking ridiculous and get out of the bed” ordered James in return as he attempted carrying his trunk down the stairs for a second. “MUUUUUM can I locomotor my trunk dooooownn?”

“NO,” said Euphemia sternly from downstairs. “You’ll carry it down James and so will Sirius.”

“But muuuum-”

“James, dear, you are sixteen years old,” explained his mum like she was talking to a small child to make sure he doesn’t set the house on fire. “Stop acting like you are four or that girl you like so much won’t even look your way let alone like you. Independent women like grown men, not needy children.”

Euphemia Potter had a way with her son, she knew where all of his buttons were and how to push them just right because James Potter and his trunk were downstairs the Muggle way in a minute after the pep talk she had given. 

The breakfast was calmer than usual with Fleamont being at work and Sirius acting like he is half dead. When they were completely ready to floo themselves to the train station, Euphemia put her hand softly on Sirius’ shoulder, a kind of touch he wasn’t still used to after almost two months.

“Sirius,” began Euphemia. “What’s wrong? You know you can talk to me.”

“I just really don’t want to run into my mother,” confessed Sirius. “I’m scared of what she might do to you.”

James shook his head in disbelief, he found it hard to understand the irrational fear Sirius had. He knew Walburga was one disturbed woman but he also knew his mother shouldn’t be underestimated.

“Walburga should be scared of running into me,” said Euphemia half jokingly but James knew what would happen if they were to run into that woman. “I can handle him dear.”

Sirius nodded as convincingly as he could before he grabbed floo powder from the porcelain bowl standing next to the marble fireplace.

“King’s Cross,” he said clearly and he was gone with the green flames in seconds.

It didn’t take long for James and his mum to come with the flames. They hurried towards the Platform 9 ¾ with their trolleys and James ran face first into the wall just to disappear into thin air and then Euphemia and Sirius ran to the other side of the wall as well. 

Hogwarts Express was standing with all it’s crimson glory waiting for the students to get in to take them to Hogwarts. The three of them walked hastily to where the Marauders’ compartment was. They stood in front of the door to say their goodbyes.

“Be good,” said Euphemia. “I don’t want any letters from Minerva this year James.”

“Mum, you know I can’t promise anything.”

“Where did I go wrong while raising you?” she asked curiously. “Don’t answer that.”

“Sirius, write to me whenever you feel like it,” she reminded. “I’ll be expecting you home for Christmas, alright?”

“Yes, mum,” said Sirius and choked on his words almost instantly as a warm smile formed on Euphemia’s lips and James’ eyes lit up like they were fairy lights.

“Tsk tsk, Sirius,” came Walburga’s cold voice behind them. “We shouldn’t call blood traitors who didn’t give birth to us ‘mum’.”

It seemed like Sirius had shrunk in size as Euphemia stepped in front of him protectively.

“Tsk tsk Walburga,” she repeated. “We shouldn’t eavesdrop on conversations that aren’t ours and give opinions that no one asked for. He can call me ‘mum’ whenever he wants to, seeing that his actual mother is not available at the moment.”

Walburga made an attempt to grab Sirius by the wrist but Euphemia was agile for her age and she was holding onto Sirius’ wrist like he would die if she let go.

“You won’t touch my son and I’m not talking about James.”

“I suggest you stay out of this Euphemia, this is none of your business.”

“Oh, you made it my business when this boy showed up in my living room, barely breathing,” shot back Euphemia with all the rage that had been building up in her. Sirius was hiding behind her, careful not to catch Walburga’s piercing eyes.

“You are exaggerating,” she replied. “Nothing wrong with a little tough love.”

“I know an Unforgivable Curse when I see one Walburga,” she hissed just loud enough for people around them to hear, Walburga was turning purple with anger. “If I could, I would take Regulus from you, too, before he ends up dead from your tough love.”

“How dare you speak to me like that?”

“The same way you dare torture your children Walburga,” she said without blinking. “Now let go of my wrist and stay away from my sons.”

Sirius was trembling behind Euphemia who was standing like she was the queen of the universe, she didn’t move until Walburga Black turned around and left. 

“I told you I could handle her,” she said with a reassuring smile and caressed Sirius’ cheek softly. Sirius noticed the marks on Euphemia’s wrist then, burn marks like the long boney fingers of his mother. “As long as you got me, she can never come close to you and know that there’s nothing wrong with you calling me mum. Anyone would be proud to have you as a son and I am, too.”

“I- I can heal that if y-you want m-mum,” said Sirius, his voice shaking with the weight he was feeling on his shoulders. “I’ve- I’ve gotten pretty g-good with h-healing charms.”

“No Sirius, I can fix it. You forget you are not allowed to practice magic outside of Hogwarts,” she reminded and laughed a little. “It’s funny that a woman of her age is unable to control her magic like a toddler.”

Sirius’ eyes were still fixed on Euphemia’s thin wrist, his eyes filling up with the anger and sadness he was feeling. He lifted his eyes just a little to give a guilty look to James and saw his best friend smiling warmly down at him, he didn’t hide his pity but he didn’t have to. James always found it rather unlucky that Sirius ended up in such a messy family and never lied about how he felt about that situation, his pity was because he cared.

“Mum’s a big girl mate,” he said like he knew Sirius was about to spiral down and he needed someone to say something, anything. “She can take care of herself.”

“He is right, love,” nodded Euphemia. “Now, off you go, we don’t want you to miss the train because of something as unimportant and miserable as Walburga.”

“Just call her a bitch, mum.”

“James Fleamont Potter,” began Euphemia as she jokingly flicked her son’s arm. “You kiss me with that mouth and you will stop saying that word, even though some people deserve it, or so help me Merlin I’ll ground you until the end of time.”

“Okay, okay,” surrendered James. “I’ll just call her a goblin.”

“That’s my boy,” she replied and the spark came back to Sirius’ grey eyes. Euphemia hugged both of them and gave them loud kisses before she pushed them towards the train. “Don’t forget to write to me when you get there.”

“Sure, mum,” said Sirius with a grin before he was dragged away by an over eager James.

You know what I really hope? That meet & greets and other perks get shared around… because we all deserve this as much as each other. There shouldn’t be a hierarchy. The Swiftie fandom was founded on that and its one of the golden things about us. I hope y'all remember that, because while meeting Taylor would be utterly wonderful… it’s not the be all and end all. It doesn’t make some of us better than others - just like a follow doesn’t. Just… be good to people this era, okay? Help one another. Make sure you come out the other side of this era with a good Reputation™. After all, it’s a good legacy to leave behind, remember?

so but imagine little matthew having his first parent-teacher conference after niall dies and hes just sitting there after school with the teacher who is looking at the door like theyre just about to ask if anyone is going to come and matthew is holding on to a progress report for dear life and he looks like hes about to burst into tears AND THEN declan bursts in all skinny and teenage in a suit a little too big acting like he owns the place and the teacher tries to tell him that this is a /parent/-teacher conference and declan just looks at them like hes the closest thing theyre gonna get and he takes matthew out for ice cream after and keeps the progress report in a drawer in his desk with all of ronans disciplinary warnings 

Three’s Company (Part 1): His Sister’s Keeper

Title:  Three’s Company: His Sister’s Keeper

Author:  Mimi @captain-rogers-beard

Summary:  After breaking up with your fiance, you’re forced to move in with your twin brother, Bucky, and his best friend and roommate, Steve. Living with your brother is one thing. Living with the man you’ve harbored a crush on for the majority of your life is another. What could possibly go wrong?

Characters: Steve Rogers, James “Bucky” Barnes, Female Reader (Y/N Barnes), Brock Rumlow (mentioned)

Word Count:  1687

Rating: PG-13

Warnings:  some angst, bad break-up, mentions of cheating.

Author’s Notes:  This is my first Marvel AU and series. I write SPN on @deansdirtylittlesecretsblog. I drew inspiration from the television show “Three’s Company,”  the movie “What’s Your Number?” and a bunch of other things. Thank you to the amazing @mamapeterson and @climbthatmooselikeatree for helping me - beta work, bouncing ideas off of them, and overall encouraging me.

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