believed behavior

sometimes i think gay (& bisexual) men need to dial back on how willing they are to let straight cis women in our spaces

and like, that’s a loaded phrase – this obviously isn’t all gay men, and i know that at the end of the day a handful of straight girls being at a gay bar isn’t the worst thing that could possibly happen… but as a lesbian i feel a lot of painful emotions about cishet women being in my spaces, especially when they’re sometimes chosen before women like me.

the other day i was on a social media site (that isn’t tumblr) and a straight woman made a post about how she felt included and wanted to be a good ally but felt left out and worried that she’d be “ruining the gay atmosphere” or what have you by being in gay social circles and being straight. lots of gay men responded with things like “you belong here!!!” and “we’ll take care of you!”

and man, i couldn’t help but feel a little burned. i know the idea that straight women and gay men get along famously (because of their “shared” love of men) is in large part a big heterosexual scam by the media to make straight women more accepting towards gay culture, but i really do see things like this happen sometimes and it can really fucking sting

i mean, i would imagine any lesbian, bi, or trans woman being passed over in favor of the company of cishet women would be hurt because we’re actually a PART of the lgbt community, and that’s an obvious factor here – but the thing that really hurts is how gay men so rarely consider our feelings about the matter anyways.

i think a lot of gay and bisexual men don’t understand the complex relationship between lgbt women and straight cis women. i don’t think they understand that our relationships with cishet women can absolutely be as traumatizing as their relationships with cishet men.

this cishet woman came into a gay space to wax poetic about being an ally and how she worried she didn’t belong – and all i could think of was the hundreds of times i’ve been in HER spaces feeling like i didn’t belong. and spaces for cishet women are everywhere – i feel out of place at the hair salon and the clothing store and the mall and the straight bar and the movie theaters full of straight movies.

for lgbt women cishet women are our mothers, sisters, aunts, grandmothers, and even children. we have spent our whole lives carrying the weight of knowing we are not like them. i don’t even think it’s entirely the fault of gay & bisexual men that they don’t understand the depth of our oppression or our experiences with cishet women and the damage it’s done to our womanhood – there isn’t a lot of media that has bothered to explore it. the average person doesn’t understand the volumes of unspoken pain cishet women have caused lgbt women, even if they are completely aware of the damage cishet men do

a part of me really believes that this behavior isn’t so much gay & bisexual men choosing to side with and throw their lot in with straight women as it is a fundamental lack of understanding of the women in their own community. and it hurts.

Dean is allowed to refuse to do things Sam’s way.

Dean is allowed to disagree with Sam.

Dean is allowed to be angry when Sam abandons or betrays him.

Dean is allowed to keep his feelings to himself.

Dean is allowed to have feelings regardless of whether they are what Sam thinks they should be.

Dean is allowed to call out even a loved one for hurting him or betraying him, especially if they keep doing it.

Dean is allowed to be afraid or nervous that they will do it again.

Humans are allowed to do all of these things, and as a person, so is Dean. None of these make Dean controlling, abusive, or cruel. Framing it as such what an abuser does to keep their victim in line. It’s a method certain people use to manipulate someone else into silence or compliance. Dean falls for it because of years and years of formative, psychological abuse, but that doesn’t make it even remotely true or right or even acceptable.

for some reason, pit bulls get shit on for being aggressive and “naturally violent”

yet the same is never said for chihuahuas and other lap dogs which routinely have aggression issues because of everything things “aww look at the leedle gwowling dog how cute is that~” and owners frequently don’t bother to train them how to behave properly and allow them to get away with aggressive behavior such as snapping at people.

Like, don’t get me wrong I love chihuahuas and other small dogs but they honestly get so many “free passes” on being aggressive or any other aggressive behavior despite the fact that bites and attacks from them can potentially as severe as a larger dog. They get “free passes” when they snap and bite at people, children, other animals, etc. because “they aren’t naturally violent”.

No singular dog breed is “naturally violent and aggressive” because they’ve been bred to work with and live with people, however, any dog can potentially have aggression issues for a number of reasons, including some of the more stereotypically gentle dog breeds such as labs. 

Miscellaneous Clark Kent headcanons as relate to my little fic universe, that may or may not ever come up because who knows:

  • Little Clark was really susceptible to childhood superstitions for some reason. He didn’t go under ladders, he did the salt over the shoulder thing, he did not fuck with that Bloody Mary shit like NOPE I’M OUT THIS SLUMBER PARTY IS CANCELED, LANA GET OUT OF MY HOUSE AND TAKE YOUR MURDER GHOSTS WITH YOU. He believes that he is over this as an adult but whenever his foot is about to fall on a crack in the sidewalk it actually stops like a half inch above the ground and hovers there. He does not notice he is doing this. No one notices, ever, because it is the weirdest subtle unconscious thing in the world. At least Martha’s back is safe?
  • I covered the picky eater thing in Christmas in Kansas but to be more specific his tastebuds are just really sensitive to certain chemical compounds? Not just in terms of things he won’t eat but also in terms of things that he expects to be there and he doesn’t really like foods that lack those things. Your two options to make him eat anything are to cover it in sugar, or cover it in garlic.
  • He goes through a lot of breathmints. Can you imagine if Superman saved someone and they were like “man i appreciate being alive but he had some really bad garlic breath”? He would be so horrified.
  • He has a ratty, fucked-up old shirt that he wears whenever he is making pasta with red sauce. Even Superman cannot stand against the ability of red sauce to end up on whatever you happen to be wearing. HE WAS SO CAREFUL THIS TIME, HOW DID A STAIN END UP ON HIS BACK THAT JUST MAKES NO SENSE. Clark Kent’s weaknesses: kryptonite, tomato stains.
  • His ability to perfectly imitate anyone’s voice was one of the first things to manifest themselves, but this wasn’t the kind of thing anyone noticed was weird. It definitely didn’t seem like a power. He was just a small child who could do a really good Kermit the Frog. He sang Rainbow Connection at a middle school talent show and all the moms cried.
  • He definitely has a playlist to cheer himself up and get pumped and it has Eye of the Tiger and You’re the Best on it. Probably also half the Top Gun soundtrack.
  • Clark Kent’s twitter is pretty standard snarky newsman except with more farming memes. No one can tell how ironic the farming memes are. They might not be ironic at all. Clark Kent might be really sincere, or he might just be so ironic that he has circled back around into sincerity. No one knows. He’s also really good at that thing where you retweet two things from a person that side-by-side reveal they are a dingus. I don’t know if there’s a word for that.
  • His Snapchat is all dogspotting, with occasional rare dance breaks. He’s a pretty good dancer since he found those YouTube tutorials. He does this thing with his hips that Lois finds deeply upsetting for reasons she cannot articulate.
  • Jimmy asked Clark how he got so fit once and Clark was like “uh, farming. farm. eyup.” But he kept pressing for deets and Clark ended up just telling him that he’d pulled a Milo of Croton??? He lifted a newborn calf over his head and then just did that every single day until he was lifting a cow over his head. Jimmy knows nothing about farming or cows or physical fitness and this seemed plausible enough to him.
  • He has a blog where he posts rejected articles and it is the wonkiest thing in the entire world because that is why they got rejected. Perry takes one look at these articles and is like “it will take more words than I want to pay you for just to explain the setup for this article and also there are five people total who care, in the world, including you”
  • He has to be really careful when he buys clothes because he needs to make sure that they aren’t too tight and he has full range of motion. He does not want to relive The Skinny Jeans Incident. Shirts that say ‘I flexed and the sleeves fell off’ are only funny until it happens to you, then they are just horrible reminders. Popped seams everywhere. There is no way to explain that without looking like a huge tool.
  • Even when Superman has a really shitty day he keeps it together until he gets home, but then he shuts the balcony door and peels off his costume and Clark does the Tina Belcher groan for like ten minutes while he takes a shower because he got covered in sewer mutant or space crab or god knows and UUUUUUUUUUGH. Fortunately the nice older lady in the apartment next door always seems to know when he has had a shitty day and she brings him pie.
  • She can hear his melodramatic bullshit from over at her place, that’s how she knows. They share a bathroom wall and it practically echoes. If she times it right he will answer the door before he has put a shirt on because he doesn’t want to leave her waiting in the hall. She does not know what his day job is and it definitely does not occur to her that he is Superman because her primary interaction with him is that he acts like a whiny bitch and she brings him pie so she can ogle him. She is a simple woman who enjoys life’s simple pleasures.
  • The Kryptonian language is really complicated in terms of tonality, context, word order, musicality, etc, and the written language reflects that. Things like the order things are in, how things overlap, colors, etc, are all important. So basically I really like the idea of his symbol being one that represents his family name and says that he is of the House of El. It’s really just basically his last name.
  • If Starfleet gets to have replicators then Krypton gets to have replicators and Jor-El definitely stuck one in the ship so his son would have, you know, food and clothing. But only Kryptonians can use their tech because they’re who the neural interface is designed for so whoops they got real lucky that Kryptonian babies love milk from Earth goats. Clark only started using the replicator later but it only knows how to make Kryptonian things and only some of those are useful to him.
  • Okay so here is where I tie those last two bullet points into something fucking dumb that you will take out of my cold dead hands: Clark got the costume out of the replicator. It didn’t necessarily understand what he wanted though? Like, the concept of a costume didn’t really translate, but it got the idea that he wanted an active uniform, so that is what it made. It’s brightly colored and has his last name on the front. Clark is wearing a Kryptonian football jersey is what I’m getting at. Later Kara will be VERY confused by this. Imagine ending up on an alien planet and meeting your cousin and he’s been fighting crime dressed like a quarterback.
  • Most telepathy does not work because different neural patterns. Diana can only manage it if she uses her lariat and even then it’s like trying to lasso a freight train that does not stop. It’s extremely disorienting. J'onn has just accepted that Superman can hear him but he’s not going to get anything back. It’s like the psychic equivalent of a dial tone for him. He’s trying to call his bro but their family has dialup. He tries not to fuck with it because he doesn’t want to poke around in Superman’s head blind and break something.
  • Clark can’t type with super speed because he’ll break the keyboard and the computer can’t keep up. Instead he uses shorthand along with a custom set of AutoHotKey macros and it is honestly infuriating how fast he can get things written with this setup. But also if he doesn’t have AutoHotKey on whatever he’s typing with then sometimes Lois will get an email like: ll] dyk f pw mde a dec wrt t $l stry? ]ck
  • A woman was told by her therapist to try talking to at least one person once a week but she decided to cheat by just talking to her empty apartment under the guise of telling Superman about her day because lol he can hear everything allegedly so this definitely counts and is what the doctor was going for with this. When she has to go to the hospital for a medical emergency she comes home and there is a note on her counter wherein Superman explains that he was worried because he hadn’t heard from her in a while, so he swung by to check on her. When he found out what happened he watered her plants and fed her goldfish and also that cat that he thought might be hers (she does not have a cat). She is completely mortified because she was just being full of shit she did not actually believe he could hear her oh god what all did she even say and whose cat is this???
  • Look if you are in Metropolis and you loudly say HEY SUPERMAN there is a very good chance he will hear it even if he doesn’t mean to. He is not trying to eavesdrop, that’s just what happens when you yell someone’s name in earshot.
  • He doesn’t wear the costume under his clothes because you may have noticed a running theme here where the universe is conspiring to ruin his clothes and leave him running around shirtless all the time. I mean thank god for the rest of us but he would rather not risk someone spilling their drink all over him somehow and suddenly his shirt is transparent and you can see the big S. It’s bad enough when it happens under ordinary circumstances. How often can one man get drinks spilled all over him? You would be shocked. Shocked. His eyes are up here, Lois.
Pessimistic POV on the Signs
  • Aries: Jock™, thinks they're better than you, probably ate dog food once, a dick.
  • Taurus: 🤑 personified. Will do anything for cash or free things. Lowkey spontaneous and uses their stoic and proper facade to get what they want.
  • Gemini: Will manipulate you and when someone asks they'll play victim. Liars.
  • Cancer: Cries a lot. Plays victim, hypocrite.
  • Leo: Center of Attention. Brat. Needs to let go of things. Anger Issues. Toxic in relationships, depending.
  • Virgo: Two faced, manipulative. Sexy Secretary™. Ex cheated on them so they cheat on their partners. Uses their past to justify their actions, but never fixes the behavior. Believes their perfect (intelligence/personality wise).
  • Libra: Clingy™. Uses your heart against you. Would probably push you infront of a bus if it meant they could pet someones dog. Will cut ties for minuscule things, as long as you aren't dating.
  • Scorpio: Sex, Drugs and Rock & Roll. Uses sex to get what they want. Became "that creative" bc of the time they took a psychedelic.
  • Sagittarius: Knows they shouldnt say the shit they do, uses "Blunt" as an excuse to bully people. Disappears without reasons and when you ask they shrug. Claims to be honest, but isn't if the situation is relatively awkward. Talks their way outta fucking anything. Can manipulate you without lying.
  • Capricorn: Fucked your family member. Has no concept of loyalty. Wants to have power over others. Psychopath™.
  • Aquarius: Reminds everyone how giving they are so they get things. Will smoke all of your weed. Will manipulate you. Creates false ego's in order to seem more "real". Basically a surveillance robot sent by aliens.
  • Pisces: Hipster™. Plays the victim, wants to be treated like a princess. Has no concept of what its like to be hated. Talks shit. Pathological Liars, claims to be doing it to "protect" people, despite lying about unnecessary things.
  • *use moon or rising too
I don’t normally ask for help, but I think I should ask for help

This is my Handsome Nice Boy, the Creamy Boy, Spice

I’ve had him for ten years.  He loves hanging out with people and being brushed and sleeping on the cleanest, darkest clothes he can get his sheddy little white butt on.  He’ll sit and sleep near you (usually above you) all the time.  He has the loudest purr I know and will purr with reckless abandon.

And I have to give him up.

I have another cat, Pepper.  Spice cannot handle being in a house with another cat.  It makes him anxious and results in territorial spraying behavior which, despite multiple vet visits, medications, cleanings, pheromones, all manner of solutions, will not stop.  

My parents are fed up with his behavior.  They believe that euthanizing him is the most humane thing to do, rather than abandoning him.  The only reason they haven’t put him down yet is because I have been begging them not to, stalling, and trying desperately to find another place for him.  I attempted to have him brought to my apartment, but this has become impossible and unhealthy for him.  All no-kill shelters I have contacted so far have been unwilling to take an ‘unadoptable’ cat.  

I know for sure Spice would stop this behavior and would be happier in an environment where he’s the only cat.  I’m making this post after months of doing everything I can to keep him alive, and I’m running out of options fast, in the slim hopes that someone might be willing to take him.  He’s happy, healthy, still full of life, and absolutely doesn’t deserve to die.  

If there’s anyone out there who might want to take him, or know someone who might like a boy like him, or even has recommendations for shelters, please let me know.

AS OF JUNE 2nd, SOMEONE HAS COME FORWARD TO ADOPT SPICE. THANK YOU EVERYONE WHO SHOWED CONCERN FOR HIM!

my favorite words

petrichor: noun, the smell of earth after rain

fanciful: adjective, something so imaginative that it’s unrealistic

eunoia (greek) εὔνοια: noun, the fine, light rain that falls from a clear sky at sunset; evening serenity

palinoia: noun, the obsessive repetition of an act until it is perfect or mastered

selcouth: adjective, unfamiliar, rare, strange, and yet marvelous

Pistanthrophobia: noun, the fear of trusting someone

scintilla: noun, a tiny, brilliant flash or spark; a small thing; a barely-visible trace

fanaa (hindi) فناء: noun, destruction of oneself, typically in love

vorfreude (german): noun, the joyful, intense anticipation that comes from imagining the future; daydreaming

agowilt: noun, unnecessary fear

honne (japanese) 本音: noun, what a person truly believes; the behavior and opinions which are often kept hidden and only displayed with one’s closest confidants

alharaca (spanish): noun, an extraordinary or violent emotional reaction to a small issue

gezelligheid (dutch): noun, the coziness, warmth and comfort of being home, or being together with friends or loved ones sharing time in a pleasant and nice atmosphere

meraki (Greek): noun, the soul, creativity, or love put into something; the essence of yourself that is put into your work

balter: verb, to dance artlessly, without particular grace or skill but usually with enjoyment

querencia (spanish): noun, a place from which one’s strength is drawn, where one feels at home; the place where you are your most authentic self

whelve: verb, to bury something deep; to hide

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He thought I was a pervert. That’s fair.

The Real ENTP

The Fake ENTP

ENTPs are random, ADHD assholes with a god complex. Every ENTP thinks (s)he’s the smartest, coolest, most powerful person on Earth and won’t shut up about it. They have random nonsensical ideas that can never work in the real world and they can’t focus on anything for more than thirty seconds unless someone threatens their pride. ENTPs are sociopaths and narcissists that can’t think about anyone else except themselves. ENTPs do nothing but make inane puns, brag, argue stupid stuff they don’t believe in, and pretend to make science doodads that everyone knows would never work in the first place. They’re annoying, unfriendly, and only entertaining in the drinking game sense of the word.

I may be a little biased here, but ENTP stereotyping is some of the cruelest I’ve ever encountered. ISFJs and ISTJs are underappreciated, and ENTJs are treated rather cruelly, but ENTPs, more than any other type, seem to be the butt of the mbti joke. The above picture is a great representation of the kind of mbti-flavored bullying we get. And, unlike with any of the other types, the ENTP stereotype accuses us of being the opposite of everything we want to be. It accuses us of being stupid, uninspired, inane, and worthless. It paints us as below everyone else. As dilettantes. As fakes.

The Real ENTP

ENTPs are surprisingly rare on television, and the few that exist tend to be grossly one-dimensional. Ferris Bueller is a rare well-rounded ENTP character and does an excellent job representing the type as a whole. Ferris is cogent and deliberate, has theories and insights on a wide array of topics. delights in characterizing others and predicting their behavior, and believes more than anything in pushing boundaries.

The ENTP stereotype that most confuses me is that we’re loquacious. In my experience, ENTPs rarely exhibit the kind of dominating chattiness with which we’re characterized; rather, we like to sit and analyze a conversation, then jump in if and only if we feel we have something to contribute. This may seem contrary to the notion of extraversion, and it is. The only extraverted aspect of our behavior is that when we are involved in a conversation, we like to be in control. Ferris Bueller only finds himself in the center of attention during the film, but note that he speaks slowly and deliberately. There’s no jumpiness, no hyperactivity. His ideas and speaking are refined, even when he makes connections (”I could be the walrus; I’d still have to bum rides off of people”).

ENTPs are also known for having a variety of good ideas on which they rarely follow through. This isn’t inaccurate, and constitutes one of our biggest self-criticisms. However, I would venture that the negative nature of this quality is a product of the society we live in. I believe our society is optimized for Judgers, and values productivity and goal-orientation over thought, perception, and expression. ENTPs serve an important purpose as quick analyzers and idea generators. In fact, these qualities make ENTPs excellent leaders; they can establish a vision for their team, find the right people, and empower them to be self sufficient. The ENTP is then free to generate ideas and delegate the execution of those ideas to choice members of the team, freeing them to anticipate the next frontier for the long-term team vision.

ENTPs are often accused of being impractical, but this is largely unfounded. As an ENTP I can vouch for how uncomfortable it is to have an idea but no idea of how it could be realized. However, ENTPs don’t much care for details, and won’t elaborate on the realization process, relying on more skilled experts to fill in the gaps.

And I feel compelled to mention the ENTP superpower: Systems Thinking. ENTPs are excellent at seeing the big picture, internalizing very complex interdependent systems, and boiling them down to their basic essence. In fact, the creation and optimization of these complex systems is one of the most enjoyable activities for an ENTP, and positions that afford them the opportunity for Systems Thinking will benefit the ENTP as much as the ENTPs aptitude will benefit the position.

Mistypings

Bear with me. There are FIVE mistypings for the ENTP. It’s bad guys. It’s bad.

ENTPs are most commonly mistyped as INTPs. In fact, I would say that ENTPs are more often typed as INTPs than as ENTPs. This is because ENTPs are not especially extraverted in the colloquial sense, as mentioned above. ENTPs need their alone time and can be happy for a long time without social contact. Moreover, we aren’t always talkative in social situations. What makes us extraverts behaviorally is that, when we are involved in a conversation, we like to be in control. The other, more important, mbti reason we are extraverts is that we lead with Ne. Ideas, vision, and elegance are more valuable to us than mere verisimilitude. In math, for example, we’ll scorn an ugly equation, even if it’s accurate, vying for a model or perspective that lends a more elegant solution. INTPs, on the contrary, just want to find the truth, regardless of elegance. Intuition is merely a means to analyze the world rather than a virtue in its own right.

ENTPs have a rarely matched passion for learning, and, under the right conditions, will excel spectacularly in school. These ENTPs, though less common than the ENTPs that do poorly in school, can be seen as studious, organized, diligent people, and these qualities scream J to the ignorant, causing the studious ENTPs to be mistyped as ENTJs. There are many differences between ENTJs and ENTPs, but most notably, ENTPs care about ideas more than anything. We love to explore new perspectives and think abstractly. Think about the ENTP superpower. ENTJs, on the other hand, have a different superpower. Their well-known superpower is their executive talent, their ability to organize large events and logistics with lots of moving parts. ENTJs will think about the whole system too, but don’t delight in the abstract. ENTJs delight in results.

Male/Female stereotypes create a big problem in mbti, because people often fail to attribute female behaviors to environmental factors and social influences, instead assuming those behaviors are the result of a strong feeling function. The same goes for male feelers mistyped as thinkers. The difference between an ENTP and an ENFP is that ENTPs are more excited by logic, analysis, and theory. ENFPs, on the other hand, are more excited by ethics, inspection, and philosophy. Both types will have a variety of disparate passions, both types will be intelligent, analytical, and insightful, and both types will have a passion for learning. However, thinkers believe that conclusions can be reached and that things are fundamentally similar, while feelers believe that there are some problems that cannot be answered and that things are fundamentally unique. Because of this ENTPs will attempt to come up with theories that apply universally, and will insist that universal truths exist. ENFPs, on the other hand, will advocate for analysis on a case-by-case basis and insist that a large number of individual factors must be considered to come to any meaningful conclusion.

One of the most interesting mistypes for the ENTP is the INTJ. INTJs and ENTPs are incredibly similar on a number of levels because they share the same function stack. They have the same values, the same general thinking style, the same tendencies and distinguishing mannerisms, the same world-view… what separates them is the specific method of cogitation. INTJs lead with Ni, a patient function which takes its time to fully digest a problem before venturing any solutions or ideas. This patience also allows Ni to make long distance connections to ideas and events learned long ago. Lead Ne in ENTPs, however, is not patient. ENTPs will dive right into a subject and immediately begin to ideate an theorize. They generally prefer to make internal connections and reference ideas and facts that have been relevant in the past month or so. The long term connections they do make, they make with Ti. These connections are very different from Ni’s shower-thought epiphanies; Ti stores information rigid collections of abstract attributes, while Ni stores information as a lose, spanning network of associations and relationships. INTJs also have executive skills and can enjoy project planning and execution of goals, while ENTPs are usually averse to this type of thinking. This attribute also causes INTJs to exhibit finishing-anxiety, while ENTPs have no trouble dropping a project as soon as it becomes boring.

The single most aggravating mistyping, however, is as INFPs. I don’t fully understand why this mistyping exists, but I’ve seen it many times. I would venture that it happens as a mix of ENFP and INTP, but that would suggest that it happens disproportionately more to females, while, in fact, it seems to be more common among male ENTPs. There are a couple factors that I think connect the ENTP and the INFP personality types: both are creative, both have very independent value systems, and both really enjoy psychology. So I imagine the non-psychopathic ENTP males with an exceptional penchant for psychology would type as INFPs. However, this is also not supported by data. One such ENTP I know who was repeatedly mistyped as INFP has Asperger’s and is known for his callous disregard for the feelings of others. Moreover, he has a distaste for psychology and for the nature of other people’s minds entirely. I have absolutely no idea why this mistyping happens, but it does. So watch out for it, I guess… can’t really help beyond this.

anonymous asked:

Doesn't evolutionary psychology mean that all people are intristicly racist toward others not in their ethnic group?

There is a theory that one reason we are more inclined to spend time with people who are similar to us is that biologically we’ve been programmed to think that things that are “different” might be dangerous.  You could imagine that 40,000 years ago humans had to discern “are you like me?” when a “no” to that question might mean the other thing was a tiger and they would be eaten.  

However, human beings have become the most evolved species because of our capacity for adapting. We are social animals who are incredibly good at adapting to different situations. If our society affirms that being racist is no longer socially acceptable behavior, I believe we’ll see rates of racism go down as people adapt to the new norm. That’s why companies have so much power and responsibility to provide a fair environment. If sexual harassment and racism are clearly not tolerated at the institutional level, then people will adapt to that norm. There is a new theory called the “bias of crowds” model that essentially says the given environment we find ourselves in may have greater influence over our biases than our individual-level beliefs.

*screams into the abyss* STOP WRITING FICS WHERE THE MALE LEAD IS CONTROLLING AND JEALOUS, IT IS NOT HOT OR SEXY, IT IS ANNOYING AND SOMETIMES IT LEADS READERS TO BELIEVE THAT TYPE OF BEHAVIOR IS ACCEPTABLE AND NORMAL! A GUY SHOULD NOT “PUNISH” YOU JUST BECAUSE YOU EVEN LOOKED AT ANOTHER GUY!!! A GUY SHOULD NOT GET MAD AND POSSESSIVE JUST BECAUSE YOU HAVE OTHER MALE FRIENDS!!!

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Good Behavior | 1.06

How will you make sure it doesn’t get all fucked up again? What will you do differently?

I thought you would help.

I CARE ABOUT YOU - BUCKY BARNES

(A/N): I wanted to write something angsty. I usually write fluffy or neutral things (smut included - but NOT NOW) because nothing nice to me ever happened to me (especially when it comes to love and all that jazz). I read so many angsty stories that I just decided to write something angsty but, you know, the ending is just the way I like. Anyway, let me know what you think, enjoy and sorry for mistakes! Love. x

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Summary: First summer weekend/vacation with the team didn’t go as pleasantly as they wanted. Who knew Bucky could be such a douche toward a girl who loved him. (This is the worst summary ever.)

Warning: ANGST, so many feels, language

Words: 6600+

MASTERLIST

Originally posted by allthisherostuff

I CARE ABOUT YOU – BUCKY BARNES

She had only one condition – picking the music while they’ll be spending the weekend at Tony’s mansion where he had a massive pool. (Y/N) wasn’t a fan of bikinis, swimsuits and all that jazz that were related to summer activities.  As the only person, she wanted to stay in the Tower alone with books, peace, and quiet. At least she wouldn’t be looking at the man she was head over heels for several long months.

Ever since Barnes got over the Winter Soldier period and realized he’s not a bad person, he became a mean, teasing man who would flirt with any woman that got near him. The girls couldn’t believe how his behavior changed one day and as Steve said, the old Buck was back and he was even worse than the old him. It was good he got through the Winter Soldier phase but he forgot one important thing – it was (Y/N) who helped him with his nightmares, helped him overcome all the issues and negativity that was in him. After all, she did for the brunet, he repaid her by ignoring her once a party had started.

It was Friday morning when Nat came to (Y/N)’s room in Tony’s mansion. She sat on the edge of the bed next to the sleeping woman and brushed her hair with the long digits. “(Y/N), wake up, breakfast is ready,” she tried to wake the girl up with a positive voice and a smile on her face. “We have banana pancakes your favorite.” Natasha was like an older sister (Y/N) never had. “Come on, you can’t stay in here until the end of the short vacation.” 

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anonymous asked:

Racist furry trash. Please kill yourself. The world would be better without you freaks. No one would miss you.

Anon, I actually laughed out loud, really loud, reading your hatred-filled ask. Because they are sooo opposite to reality, I started to think: am I staring through the looking glass, looking at an inverted reality?

You see, I am quite popular that when I finally leave this earth due to old age (still decades to come), many would undoubtedly be missing me. Maybe not you, though, because, well, you’re anonymous. So there’s near zero hope for us to get acquainted.

(The non-missing goes both ways though. I mean, if you’re nobody, then how will people lament your passing away? 😦)

Also, I wear my furry badge with pride, because I am a furry and I actually make the world a better place, through my job, and through my day-to-day action. Directly and indirectly. One smile at a time.

(Do you realize, though, that by wishing someone to die, it is actually *you* who make the world a much sadder place by spreading hatred instead of compassion?)

Finally because everything you have said in your ask are opposite to reality, I’m starting to suspect that it is *you* who are actually a racist. Definitely not me 😊

Sorry anon, if you want to make me so depressed that I want to commit suicide, you have to do better. Much better. Much much much better. Like, maybe, a thousand times better?

You see, I have lived on the earth for more than forty years. I have journeyed through the darkest and brightest years, I have tasted the sweetness and the bitterness of life, I have seen them all. Been there, done that. Sour words no longer have any impactful effect on me 😎

Originally posted by zootopepo

jon misses arya more than anyone. he was torn up inside over not being able to save arya. he thinks of her constantly. he wants to crush ramsay’s throat for marrying her. he remembers needle and how he told her to stick them with the pointy end. he wonders how much she’s grown and if he would even recognize her. he wants to muss up her hair and call her little sister. when he says her name his voice is hoarse. she could always make him smile and his heart almost breaks when alys’ reminds him of arya’s. he can almost see her in his mind as she was when he last saw her. he believes arya’s home is with him. his last thought of dying is of arya. 

gendry isnt a pov but the first time we see him after arya was taken he is filled with rage. he is beating on his sword as if he wished it were a foe. its not a reach to believe his behavior is in large part because of arya. he failed her. she was taken by a murderer and this must be driving him crazy. i know in my heart he misses her. that fierce little girl. he stays at the crossroads where all the lost children of the riverlands end up. 

arya was always close to jon despite him being a bastard. she loved him unconditionally. their bond is one of the most important in asoiaf. arya accepted gendry into her pack. she was the first person to ever truly value him even though she is a lady and he is a bastard blacksmith. they have one of the best friendships in asoiaf. 

arya is the only true connection between these two bastards 

anonymous asked:

Can we all take a collective moment and remember that this EW shoot which has tons of shipper moments/receipts-like a boob grab-was filmed in SA. SA where SC were being fun and themselves going on Rugby dates and being seen shopping at the mall together. Free to do whatever without the watchful eyes of TPTB. That factor alone makes this behavior more believable as genuine SC moments than anything contrived at SDCC or in denial interviews where they are more than likely giving scripted answers.

They have a magical connection and it shows. 

anonymous asked:

Lotor may trust his Generals but not necessarily care for them. He is known to use people for his own agendas. Why would he blame Acxa for failing to stop Voltron when all she was doing was following his orders down to the last detail? That in itself gives a clue to how Lotor really sees his Generals. He trusts them sure but he also kind of manipulates them. He makes them believe his duplicitousness is ok and that he should never be held accountable for his mistakes.

I’m not really sure where you read that, and I’m not saying that to be argumentative, I’m saying that because I genuinely don’t get that impression anywhere in Lotor’s behavior.

We see Lotor discussing, with the team, exactly how he engages with the main empire and how he manipulates people like Throk. They’re the people he discusses his real feelings with behind Throk’s back.

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