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Soulmate AU Story Ideas

Because I am complete trash for Soulmate AUs, I decided to try and make a post about them. Hope you guys like it! ♥

✖ Soulmate AUs involving measurement

[ Time // Countdown ]

  • Where for whatever reason, your clock is stuck/frozen/it’s not counting down anymore but it hasn’t reached 00:00:00:00 yet and you’re freaking out because this hasn’t happened to anyone before.
  • Reverse one where the clock starts at 00:00:00:00 from the moment you’re born and stops counting the moment you meet your soulmate, so it’s like a reminder that “It took me 19 years, 11 months, 20 hours, and 13 seconds to meet you, you fuck, and you do it by spilling coffee on me, thanks, now my laptop’s broken—what, you’re buying me a new one? Okay.”
  • Your soulmate clock is actually a countdown of how long your soulmate has left to live and holy shit you have to find your soulmate soon because your clock says you have three months left (for angst maybe).
  • Alternate version of above where your clock is a countdown of how long you and your soulmate have left to find each other or else you both will die because the universe is sadistic af—and if you find your soulmate you get to live longer.
  • Another alternate version of above where you and your soulmate’s clocks have each other’s life spans on it but you can give your time to your soulmate if you want to so they can live longer. Again, because the universe is sadistic af.
  • The soulmate clock is actually something breakable and you accidentally break yours or vice versa.
  • Alternate version of above where someone purposely breaks their soulmate clock so they can be with someone they fell in love with that isn’t their soulmate/they are strongly opposed to the whole soulmate idea and want to defy the system.
  • Your clock is counting down too fast (as opposed to everyone else’s) and you have no idea what’s going on anymore.
  • It’s been a busy week and after finally having some time to yourself, you just happened to look at your soulmate clock and see that it’s already at 00:00:00:00 and you don’t know when that happened because you don’t religiously check your clock either.
  • Your soulmate clock is actually telling you what time it is where your soulmate is currently at (could include AM/PM/time zones or not, for example 3:46:31 MDT).
  • I already wrote something similar to this but a countdown au where your soulmate has died and you two still happen to meet each other (one is a ghost, one is alive) and the other finds peace after the meeting.

[ Distance ]

  • Where you actually have a compass instead of a clock, and it leads you to where your soulmate should be.

✖ Soulmate AUs involving colors

[ Eyes ]

  • Reverse colors AU where you can see in color but once you meet/marry your soulmate your world turns black and white, this is how people can tell that married couples really love each other because they’re willing to give up a world of colors for their soulmate. If your soulmate dies you get to see color again.
  • Between you and your soulmate, only one of you can see other colors and the other sees black and white. Like you can see all the other colors except black/white/grays, and the other one can only see in black/white/grays. If you two meet, you’ll get to see all the colors.
  • You can see colors but realize that recently, with each passing day, your world of colors is becoming a little duller and you’re panicking because you don’t know what’s going on, or what it means, or if your soulmate is okay.
  • You can see colors and your world turns black and white but it doesn’t necessarily have to mean your soulmate is dead. There can be other factors that will result in a black and white world like losing eyesight, but you don’t know that.
  • You will be able to see the world in full color once you meet your soulmate but until then, you can only see the world in the eye color of your soulmate. However, you can alter the color your soulmate can see, for example, by wearing contact lenses. Like if you wear blue contact lenses, your soulmate sees the world in blue, purple makes them see the world in purple and etc. And you realize each day/week you get to see the world in a different color because your soulmate is being all cute and would want you to see every color there is and they probably have a huge collection of contact lenses by the time you both meet.
  • Everyone is born color blind and their sights are fixed once they meet their soulmate, or your soulmate is blind and you have the choice to give them your sight, but it’s irreversible and if they die, they take your sight with them.

[ Hair ]

  • If you dye your hair, your soulmate’s hair color changes as well and you swear the moment you see your soulmate you will choke them because you just woke up with your hair colored like a rainbow and it’s your first job interview at a prestigious company what the fuck. Oh, and your best friend just took a picture to post online and wait—what, how many likes is that?
  • Like the above AU but you only get highlights for the dyed color of your soulmate’s hair. If your hair color returns to normal, it means your soulmate has returned to their natural hair color too.
  • Related to the first two AUs—you decide to get revenge on your soulmate by dying your hair the most absurd color combination you can think of and the exchange goes back and forth until you meet each other. It can be that if you meet, you two can dye your hair without affecting the other anymore.
  • If your soulmate dyes their hair your fingernails turn into that color (like nail polish?) and you’re hoping your soulmate isn’t bald by the time you meet because it’s the fifth time the past two months that your nails have changed colors.
  • If your soulmate dyes their hair, your eyes turn into that color and you wish your soulmate wouldn’t change it again because you really like this shade in your eyes.

✖ Soulmate AUs involving any kind of body mark

[ Tattoos ]

  • You and your soulmate have identical tattoos on your wrist about the date when you’ll meet each other. Place and time can be included (as opposed to the countdown AUs).
  • Like the countdown AU, an alternate version where it’s your soulmate’s date of death that’s tattooed on your skin.
  • Where a tattoo isn’t set from the moment you’re born and whatever tattoos your soulmate gets, you get it too and it’s all cool because you kind of like the designs, except you also feel the pain of getting a tattoo and that sucks because you’re kind of in the middle of an exam right now and it’s getting harder to concentrate on your work.
  • You remove your tattoo because you hate the idea of someone dictating who you can be with for the rest of your life and the person who’s removing it happens to be your soulmate and they’re torn between letting you know and just not bringing it up because you kind of went there because you didn’t want a soulmate and vice versa.
  • Your tattoo is only half complete and it completes itself the moment you find your soulmate, like if you had half a heart, you’d get a full heart on your skin.
  • You’re not sure if the other half of your tattoo should end with this person’s words, or that one’s—wait, I think it might end with the phrase of that other person too. It’s just a very open-ended sentence…
  • You don’t have a name tattoo on your wrist, meaning you probably don’t have a soulmate but you didn’t want your friends to tease you about it so you had a tattoo made on your wrist about some name you picked at random because your friend said she wanted to see it soon. And then somehow there’s a person claiming to be your soulmate and they’re kind of cute and sweet so you don’t know what to do.
  • Because the universe is sadistic af, it only gave you the first letter of your soulmate’s name.
  • Your tattoo is like a mood ring, it changes its color depending on what your soulmate is feeling at the moment and you’re not sure exactly what rainbow means.

[ Scars ]

  • The only way for your scars to disappear is when your soulmate kisses them goodbye.

[ Others ]

  • Whatever mark you get on your skin your soulmate gets it too so one day, you just kind of just get a sharpie and start writing on your skin. You definitely didn’t expect to get a reply, but you did. Now it’s five in the morning and you’re just about covered in ink and this will be a pain to wash off later.
  • Imagine the above point but like, your soulmate maybe falls off a bike and you write on your arm what happened, and your soulmate replies to reassure you everything’s okay. Yes, you always carry a non-permanent marker to write on your skin at all times.
  • You accidentally fell down the stairs and broke a leg, oh, and fate must love you because it seems your soulmate also broke the other leg (or something else) and whatever happens to the other, you feel it too (no actual injury but you feel the same amount of pain) so now you’re in the hospital and you happen to meet your soulmate in the waiting area.
  • Wait, imagine the above point but way into the future and you’re about to give birth and your soulmate must be cursing you and rolling on the floor by the operating table or the waiting area screaming murder and punching walls while crying. Also periods, yes periods. Okay, I’ll shut up now.
  • You can choose to take the pain of your soulmate away. Like if they’re sick or even if they just have a paper cut, you can choose to transfer the pain/sickness to yourself instead and they’ll heal. You can only do it once you meet them though, since what happens to them doesn’t happen to you, unless you transfer it to yourself.
  • Like above but what if the pain becomes two times or more worse. Imagine someone afraid of pain, and the other soulmate shouldering everything or maybe you can half the pain your soulmate feels if you can’t handle taking everything on your own.
  • Alternate version of above two points where you can also transfer your pain to your soulmate. Imagine the payback you can do.

✖ Soulmate AUs involving reincarnation

  • There wasn’t a soulmate system in place before, now it’s about a thousand and more years later, and—wait, aren’t you the person that killed me in that back alley?
  • Where you’re reborn with the memories of your soulmate and you can only get your past memories if you meet each other again in this lifetime.
  • You somehow find a diary/journal of your old self and read through the contents of how you met your soulmate centuries ago.
  • Your soulmate was an artist of centuries ago, and currently, you’re an art student at university (or not but you’re taking an arts class). Then one day for a field trip, you go to a far-away museum and you just find yourself staring at what was your reflection, wearing different clothes to fit the timeline but it was definitely a split-image of you, on one of the framed displays.
  • Alternate version of the above where your soulmate still was an artist of centuries ago but you were there too, and you both were able to meet again in this lifetime. You don’t remember anything but you’d be at the museum, looking at the picture that looks like you with curiosity until your soulmate (who remembers everything) comes by and asks you what you think of the painting.
  • You’re sent to an insane asylum because everyone is convinced you’ve lost your hold on reality since you’re the only one that remembers everything from your past life. Also, that new doctor is your soulmate.
  • Your soulmate from the past life is not your soulmate in this life.
  • You become a writer and your series of novels become extremely popular, but what they don’t know is that you’re retelling your previous life where certain circumstances made it so you and your soulmate did not end up together but your soulmate promises to be with you the next lifetime. At a book signing you open the book cover of a fan’s copy to see something written on the front page: “I’m sorry I took so long.”
  • You don’t remember anything from your previous life but your soulmate does—your first meeting under the tree with the broken swing in summer, the way you smiled when you met each other again at the start of the school year, your eyes that were filled with such mirth and depth and beauty, even the way your hands fit together like missing piece of a puzzle—everything, even the gasps for air, the coarse little pleas, the way you stared with a look of betrayal until your bright eyes became nothing but a dull sheet of color at the hands encasing your neck in a vice grip.
  • You keep going to this place, and you always notice another person here too. Neither of you know that this is the place where the both of you had died/first met in the past life.

✖ Soulmate AUs involving dreams

  • Kind of a reincarnation AU where you’re losing the distinction between reality and dreams because when you’re asleep, you actually relive your past life, and you’re not sure if you’d much rather stay in the past or in the present anymore.
  • If you’re on separate time zones, when you sleep, you see the world in the eyes of your soulmate at present time. You see the world through your soulmate’s eyes, what they’re eating, who they’re talking to, the contents of the essay paper they’re trying to finish, but if they look into a mirror/reflective surface/picture, the image is blurred so you don’t really have a clue what they look like.
  • You see your soulmate in the eyes of their friend instead.
  • Imagine that soulmates just have this ability to dream together/meet each other in your dreams regardless of whether or not you two meet in real life. Your dreams could then be like a real-life video game, for example, you two could be in a zombie-apocalypse type of dream and you both would try your best to help each other out. If one gets bitten/dies you wake up and your soulmate is there to tell you everything is alright or tease you how you couldn’t shoot fast enough and then you’d both go back to sleep and maybe start round two.
  • Just like the above point, imagine how you and your soulmate could pretty much be with each other even after you’d both gone to your separate homes/shared bed.
  • Your soulmate is dead and the only way you two can see each other again is in your dreams and everyday your soulmate tries to make sure you know they love you and will always be there for you the moment you close your eyes and retire for the night.

✖ Other Soulmate AUs

  • You and your soulmate can communicate with thoughts and your soulmate happens to be a math major and you really need help with this test right now.
  • On some days, whatever your soulmate thinks of is something you can hear in your mind and your soulmate is currently reading really hardcore smut fics and you’re trying so hard not to mess up this class presentation which shoulders half your mark for the semester.
  • You get to share the same talents as your soulmate and you probably hit the jackpot because it’s the first time you’ve ever touched this instrument but you’re quite the professional at it, what? Shredding? I don’t know what that is but—oh… hey okay, I just did it I think.
  • The Red String of Fate exists, and only some people have the ability to see the strings, and these people can actually cut strings and knot other people’s strings in to alter the soulmate laws. Your best friend’s wedding is tomorrow and they know you can see the string. They ask you to help them defy the laws of the universe and help them be with the person they love even though they know that’s not their soulmate. You know they love each other so much so you help them, even though the person your best friend’s marrying/your best friend is your soulmate.
  • How about like the colors AU except it can be your voice or your hearing instead that comes and goes when your soulmate dies. Imagine how your soulmate’s voice is the first and the last thing you’ll ever hear.

So I decided to just make a post of all the ideas I’ve thought of so far for each theme! I tried to think of things I haven’t read before but I’m pretty sure with tons of people out there, some of these are sure to exist already. I was also planning to write more but maybe next time, my heart hurts already from typing these ;////;)’

I hope you guys like it though and please feel free to add on to this or make these into stories please I’ll love you forever and tag me please I’d love to read them.

++ justfandomwritings is queen of Soulmate AUs, and I’d like to dedicate this to her because she’s amazing and so much more ♥ ^^

HiddleHamlet: A firsthand account (part I)

Okay guys. Here goes. I’m going to try to remember and describe as much of the experience as possible, so you can all feel a little piece of it too. This is your warning… this is going to be a long post.

Disclaimer: this review is going to be very little about the play, and very lots about how mindblowingly gorgeous and excellent Tom was in the play. If you’re not in this to hear a dissertation on that man’s thighs in his tight-ass jeans, don’t read further. I love and deeply appreciate theatre (this is the 14th play I’ve seen since moving to London 10 months ago), but this is tumblr and I’m not really here to be a theatre critic or to dissect various interpretations of Shakespeare. I’m here to drool over sexy men. It’s right there in the title.

So, to get that boring, non-thigh-centred discussion out of the way first - the play was seriously great. I enjoyed it hugely, even apart from the magic of Tom’s Hamlet (and somehow in spite of the distraction that was my brain screaming “HE’S RIGHT THERE!!!” for 3 hours straight). I saw a similarly intimate staging of Hamlet back in January, which I found… overly intense. This one was much better. I especially liked the touches of humour throughout, which helped to break up the heavier moments and moved the story along in a nice rhythm, and brought out the humanity and likability of the characters. The cast were all fantastic, and the sparseness of the stage worked well - the focus was fully on the actors and the words they were saying. 

We were sat in the front row, far stage left…which was basically on the stage. The theatre is teeny, with no raised stage, which meant the actors were walking by us close enough to touch. Being that close to Tom for an extended period of time was full-on exhilarating. When he’d run by us, we’d get a waft of air and could actually smell him. I didn’t get to last time, so I breathed in deep this time…and it was absolutely delicious. I’m sure we were visibly swooning after each inhale.

(I’m really sad that only a limited number of people will get to see this, and I know there’s been much discussion over the supposed “exclusivity” of this show, but I must say, in being one of the lucky ones who got to be there, that it was magical how intimate this was. It was immersive - a unique and beautiful theatre experience. I feel incredibly grateful.) 

Important things must be addressed, so: couch humping. Was SO FUNNY. It wasn’t a full-on dry humping (oh god…I just had to take several minutes to think about what that would be like. I’m back now) but rather a couple of energetic thrusts. Which was enough. This was met with laughter and tons of quietly imploding vaginas, I assume.

In this same scene (a great scene), Hamlet sits on the recently-violated couch with Polonius and laughs loudly with him. It’s rather forced (he’s putting on a show here), but also - seriously adorable. Because Tom. It gifted us with a huge Hiddles grin, which is so damn infectious (as you well know). In the third bout of this laughter, Hamlet dissolves into tears. One of the best things about Tom’s Hamlet was how perfectly and naturally he navigated the quick shifts in his mood - swinging wildly between grief, rage, lunacy, amusement, earnestness - and it all felt incredibly deft and real. Also, that man is gifted when it comes to crying. I think there were real tears in his eyes for about 75% of the performance. At one point, you could see the tears falling, illuminated by the stage lights. It was beautiful. I managed to stay seated and not run to throw myself on him and cover him in kisses, which was obviously what first instinct was telling me to do.

Okay…let us talk about how good he looked. IT IS GROSS, AND MAKES NO SENSE. My brain can’t compute this level of attractiveness, and I have no appropriate words to convey it. It’s even worse in real life. And truly, this is Peak Tom, look-wise. I missed probably large sections of dialogue due to thinking about his hair (I wish this was a joke). I could not stop staring at it. The curls are entrancing. It is perfection. I will cry when he gets a haircut. THIS IS THE HAIR HE WAS BORN TO HAVE. Also, THE JEANS. Holy fucking hell. I could write a Hamlet-length soliloquy about those jeans. Maybe it was because I was on the side, so I spent a good amount of time looking at the back of him, but…I have never appreciated a view more. Those jeans were, um, very tight, and I have zero complaints. I think I could actually see his thigh muscles flexing through them. I was equally entranced by his legs and thighs throughout the whole thing. My stream of consciousness went something like this: hair-legs-thighs-jaw-eyes-voice-words-legs-ass-kill-me-now…!

Yeah… his ass in those jeans. Specifically when he was moving or jumping around a lot. I leave it to your imagination.

Overall, there is truly just something about him. We have not been imagining that. His physical presence is undeniably, overwhelmingly attractive. He’s all legs and cheekbones and curls, and the way he moves is impossible to look away from. He’s so damn FIT. His body, his face, his every movement…it’s all just sex incarnate. I can’t be eloquent about it. What the fuck do you say about this. Just. Ugh. Fuck me up.

Originally posted by thehumming6ird

Will you look at this? GOD.

Wardrobe stuff: I love his new peacoat. It’s really nice and looks so soft, so he looks super huggable in it. I will continue to swoon over the upturned collar look on him - it works so well with his long neck and impeccable jawline. I also like how well he rocks the hoodie-and-peacoat combo. Really, is there anything that doesn’t look good on him?! Oh, and…there was no appearance, sadly, of the beloved grey boots (those boots are like a secondary celeb spotting for us by now). He was wearing dark brown boots through the whole thing. But they looked really good too no duh, so, no big loss.

Uh-oh… this post is already very long, and I have at least 26 more things to say about all of this. I’m think I’m gonna stop here for tonight and write a part two tomorrow. Coming up: tummy peeks, dancing, leather gloves and the opinions of the lady sitting next to me on Tom’s ass in those jeans (you didn’t think I was done talking about that yet, did you?)

Originally posted by fromhiddleswithlove

Rainy Days Homestuck Headcanons

John: of course whips out every single goddamn one of his favorite movies who are y'all kidding!! The trolls haven’t seen them, he has to enlighten them. Karkat leaves the room the second John says, “hey guys! What if we-” because he knows what’s coming and he will not be here for it no sir. For reasons beyond any and all comprehension, Terezi becomes absolutely obsessed with the Ghostbusters. Whether she likes the way they handle “ghost justice” or she just likes licking the screen when the ghostly baddies show up, even John regrets showing them to her and everyone admits that it was a grave mistake.

Jade: on her island she used to like going out into the puddles and hunting for frogs. Um. She doesn’t want to do that anymore or possibly ever again. She still likes to take a rain slicker and some boots and go for walks in the rain tho, she’ll find a nice place to sit and be alone with her thoughts. Sometimes Jake will go with her and they’ll sit and listen to the wind in the trees and the roar of the rain together, but more often than not she makes the trek alone. Once Jane realizes this, Jade always comes home to a nice cup of hot cocoa waiting for her on the counter. She warms right up before even taking a sip because this, this is what having a family is supposed to feel like. Not some taxidermic guardian staring her down.

Dave: Uses the time to work on his sick beats which have, surprisingly for everyone but him, become extremely popular with the citizens of Earth C. They don’t know what the mysterious “Obama” creature is that the Knight of Time references so often, and conspiracy theories grow by the thousands. Was he an ancient deity? A fallen ally? A worthy foe? Entire websites are dedicated to putting the pieces together. Dave will also build blanket forts with Karkat in which they watch only the worst and cheesiest of romcoms, no one else is allowed in. Except the Mayor. Cuddles may or may not ensue.

Rose: knits way too many scarves in an attempt not to think about the rain because she is 1000% Done With Rain. She has zero good memories associated with this goddamn precipitation. It reminds her of her drunken mother and of the unfinished quest that still haunts her. To keep her mind off things, she spends rainy days obsessively poring over ancient tomes, writing drafts for “Complacency of the Learned”, and more often than she would care to admit, reading Roxy’s wizard fan fiction. It’s very good and she’s extremely proud. When the power goes out and Rose can no longer see the pages, Kanaya is always there, ready to light the room with her skin and her smile.

Kanaya: shares a similar aversion to frogs as Jade, but can’t help but be fascinated by the rain because she’s never seen it before. Rain on Alternia was extremely rare, even more so for her because she lived in a desert region. It takes her a very long time to get used to thunder, and the first time she heard it her chainsaw was out in record time and she was running around trying to figure out just what the fuck was happening. Once it had been explained to her by a patient, trying her best not to break down into hysterical laughter Rose, Kanaya felt pretty embarrassed but admitted that her reaction had been funny. She loves seeing lightning in the distance, and sometimes tries to light up at the same time.

Karkat: Dave and Roxy show him earth musicals and boy howdy does he fucking love musicals. He was very skeptical at first, but after being assured of romantic content succumbs to the intense peer pressure. Dave’s favorite is Hamilton because anything that can combine rap and history (aka dead things and presidents) is truly the highest form of art. He may or may not know every word to every rap. Karkat, however, latches on to Wicked and does. Not. Let. Go. He relates immensely to the off-color mutant human who stands up for what they believe in and faces incredible odds to become the best!! And she gets a love interest in the end! Karkat argues the entire time that Elphaba and Glinda had a million times more chemistry than Fiyerwho Gives A Fuck, but still cries every time at the end because he’s so happy that Elphaba is happy. Dave often catches him humming the soundtrack and teases him mercilessly for it, but is secretly glad that he helped Karkat find something he cares so much about.

Terezi: Thanks to John, now screams “WHO YA GONNA CALL” every time a ‘crime’ is committed and Justice™ needs to be served. John accuses her of debasing a classic, to which she responds by licking his face and telling him that nobody listens to losers who taste like blueberries. Likes to catch raindrops in her mouth and LOVES the sound of thunder, sounds like sweet, sweet music to her ears. Loves “watching” (smelling) the humans trip all over when the lights go out because cmon just smell your way through it! Trolls have night vision and do not trip, which Terezi finds massively disappointing.

Jane: Cooks the entire time. Raining out? Guess we’re having more cake, everyone! She tries a new flavor combination every time, so far the favorite is lemon cake with raspberry frosting, and the least favorite was carrot cake with mint frosting. Not a good time. She also likes to try out Alternian recipes for the challenge, not to mention because the troll kids are a little sick of human food. After a few months Jane manages to produce a close approximation of grubloaf and it was the happiest cry Karkat had since the time Dave told him they should probably date or something.

Jake: watches the storm through the window, sometimes goes and sits by the ocean to watch the wind stir up the waves. Something about growing up on the island makes Jake and Jade more in tune with the weather, they can feel it deep in their bones whenever a big storm is coming. It also gives them a strange sense of melancholy. Dirk tries to comfort him but there’s something ancient in Jake’s eyes whenever the clouds roll in. Sometimes it’s best when they sit quietly, watching the storm together.

Roxy: makes her own blanket fort suck a dick, Dave!! No boys allowed!! She and Callie built it using a combination of blankets that Rose has knitted for her and generic objects used as building blocks. No Dave, that’s not cheating, maybe if you could make building blocks out of your time powers you wouldn’t feel so inferior to us and our amazing blanket fort which is better than yours. Knows every word to every musical (she had a lot of spare time before the game) and Karkat vaguely idolizes her. Teach me your ways, oh great musical goddess. Watches movies with John and they weave in their own witty commentary, she helps slowly rebuild John’s faith in his shitty, shitty movies.

Callie: has lived underground her entire life and doesn’t know what rain is? Why is water falling from the sky I don’t understand? Also, still getting used to actually being able to see the sky. Finds thunderstorms therapeutic, she likes the constant thrum of the rain, the deep boom of thunder, and the sharp crackle of lightning in the distance. Her favorite place to be is snuggled up in blankets between Roxy, Jane, and Jade, all doing various things but it doesn’t matter because they’re together.

Dirk: will sometimes sit with Jake during his Rain Moods™, other times will watch Hamilton with Dave and they rap along to the entire thing. A lot of the time it will devolve into a rap battle and everyone chooses sides, bets pass along boonbucks like it’s the goddamn horse races up in here. There’s never a real actual set of guidelines that decide who the winner is, the only judge is the Mayor and he is a righteous and fair judge, Dirk and Dave both win equal amounts and no one (mostly) goes deep into debt. Dirk also likes to go running in the rain, he’s never had so much space to just *move* before, and rain was scarce down in post-apocalyptic Texas, so it’s like killing two birds with one stone.

Sollux: The static in the air from lightning messes with his psiionics and it makes for some sicknasty hijinks. Think of a balloon when there’s enough static, every time it thunders Sollux’s hair starts standing on end and if he’s too close to a wall he gets sucked in and stuck. The Great Storm Disaster ensued one day when Sollux decided to rub his feet along the carpet and shock the next person he saw which was, unfortunately, John. It was unfortunate because John, in an attempt to up his pranksters gambit, had a buzzer on his hand. No witness can accurately describe what happened on that horrible, horrible day, only that the blast of cheap buzzing, static electricity, and wackass psiionics threw Sollux and John in opposite directions where they got stuck to the walls and couldn’t move until the storm was over. It also singed John’s eyebrows off. Dave wouldn’t let it go for months.

anonymous asked:

Hey babe~ (do I sound like Zen lol) could you do a HC with a MC that is really sensitive. For example, get a way too excited when they get little gifts like a book or bubble tea. Yet, even the slightest thing wrong can make them get really depressed. You can see that I'm not a stable human being. I become gullible just by the smallest acts of kindness and literally started crying today because someone broke my eraser in half. I'm a high schooler so I obviously have issues...

(sorry for the screaming I got excited that I’m not the only person like this,,,,)

-You’re both just a couple of sensitive puppies.
-If one of you is upset, the other is upset.
-You guys are a mess.
-But in the nicest way possible.
-You both understand each other so well because you’re so similar with your emotions.
-You can also bet Yoosung will be right with you getting excited over bubble tea.
-You both get hyped over every little thing, it’s invigorating to have someone to scream and freak out with.
-You gets very protective when he sees you crying. Even if you try to pass it off as not a big deal, it’s a big deal to him.
-Someone made you cry and that’s not okay.
-He’ll make things right, sometimes meaning he gets whoever did it to apologize, sometimes they refuse.
-When you get depressed, so does he. He likes to hold you to make you feel better, but if you don’t like that, he talks about other things to distract you, and hopefully makes you laugh.
-It always works.
-He’s worried about how you can be so gullible to nice things people do for you and keeps an eye on everyone that is being too friendly. If they do anything he doesn’t trust, he intervenes. It’s not so controlling to the point of over protection and manipulation, he steps off when you tell him to. He’s just keeping an eye out for you.

-So. Cute.
-Cannot. PROCESS.
-Because you get so excited, you are like the biggest cheerleader for his acting.
-He gets a new role, you are buzzing with excitement. You ramble about how amazing and talented your boyfriend is as you jump and clap in excitement.
-Really feeding his ego, aren’t ya?
-But, he hates when you cry or you get depressed.
-He always panics, no matter what it is.
-He doesn’t care if it’s something small. He always takes it seriously.
-Your emotions are valid. He really stresses that if you ever feel like a wimp for crying over things.
-In his eyes, tears = upset, and it’s his job to fix whatever it is.
-You can’t be so gullible to kindness _____ the wolves are gonna get you~
-He is secretly extremely nervous about you trusting people so easily because the wolves. He’s scared of someone taking advantage of you and you not realizing it until it’s too late. It might even keep him awake at night occasionally. You can bet that anyone who takes advantage of you will be fought.
-When you’re depressed, he’ll take you out somewhere to get fresh air and clear your head, while also giving you reassuring words and joking around in hopes to cheer you up.

-She gets very flustered every time you cry.
-She can be such a mom about it.
-You have no idea how many tissues she keeps in her purse at all times.
-She sees you tearing up and frantically rustles through her purse for tissues.
-But she loves how excited you can get.
-You can imagine the amount of fangirling you do together.
-It makes giving you special little gifts “just because” even more rewarding because even if it’s just a new book you can’t stop smiling and thanking her.
-She loves making you happy like that.
-She’s learned a thing or two about relaxing since she stopped working for Jumin, so she is able to calm you down when you start crying.
-She gives you little presents when you get depressed since you get so happy over even the smallest thing.
-It never fails.
-She isn’t too worried about your trust in everyone that is kind to you. She finds it nice that you see everyone with such an open mind, like you see everyone as good.
-She’ll know when to keep you in check, though, if a bad person tries to take advantage of you. If anyone were to take advantage of you, they’d definitely hear from Jaehee.

-You’re very emotional and he’s very emotionless (well, on the outside)
-He’s very good at keeping you out of stressful or overwhelming situations somehow.
-It’s like he has a sixth sense that tells him when you’re getting upset.
-He can sense your distress from a mile away.
-So you have nothing to worry about.
-He can tell when you’re getting upset and he will immediately take you away from whatever is bothering you and calm you down.
-He wipes your tears gently off your cheeks and kisses where they used to be.
-You’re going to have to work even harder to keep him from spoiling you after he sees how excited you get over the smallest of gifts.
-He loves putting a smile on your face, so he will buy you little presents everyday if you don’t stop him.
-He eventually realizes the gifts are more special if they aren’t an everyday thing.
-Overall, he is very good at handling your emotions for you.
-Lots of supervision when he realizes how easily you trust others. You have such a pure innocent soul it kind of worries him. You could easily be taken advantage of, but he will never let that happen.

-He doesn’t tease you nearly as much when he finds out how sensitive you are because he would hate himself if he made you cry.
-When you do cry, he tears up too. He’s really sensitive to your emotions.
-Anything that makes you cry is valid to him. He won’t judge you for crying over spilt milk because if it’s making you cry, it means it’s stressing and upsetting you, which is not okay.
-You got along with Seven at first because when either of you were excited, it rubbed off on the other, and he always entered the chatroom energetically.
-Even now, as Saeyoung, he is still affected by how excitable you are.
-He feels like his old self again because of you and your positivity.
-Because of that, when you get depressed, it’s like his world is dark.
-He does everything he can to make you feel better.
-Expect lots of bubble tea.
-It’s no wonder you fell for Unknown, you’re so gullible, which is worrying. He is very protective of you because of that. If he gets suspicious of someone, he voices his concerns. Thankfully, because of him, nobody takes advantage of you.

-You don’t have to worry because V never does anything that could make you cry. He’s so gentle and considerate, you have nothing to worry about.
-Also, anytime you do cry, he manages to cheer you up and calm you down perfectly.
-When you get depressed, he’ll ask you to read him a story. That way, you can take your mind off of whatever is bothering you.
-It usually works. If it doesn’t, he’ll give you reassuring words. They never feel like empty words either because you know V in sincere.
-Whenever you get excited over little things like books and bubble tea, he just stares at you with the most peaceful, lovestruck smile.
-A “that’s my beautiful wonderful other half wow i love them and they’re all mine” smile
-The excitement makes his life so much brighter than it used to be.
-So I guess you can say you’re his light.
-He’s very trusting of people also, but he’s cautious after what happened to Rika. He doesn’t trust new people like he used to, especially people around you. He acts like nothing is wrong, but he observes everyone that gets close to you. He calms down soon enough, he just doesn’t want to lose his light. He’s paranoid.

-If anyone ever makes you cry, they are immediately on his bad side.
-“I want them to die.”
-“Saeran, it’s okay. They just broke my eraser.”
-“Your point?”
-He hates seeing you in tears, but he loves when you get all excited over something he sees as minuscule.
-Like he’ll offer you the last of his food when he’s done eating and you get so happy. Or sometimes when he asks if you want to go out on a date you become ecstatic.
-It’s refreshing having such unconfined positivity buzzing next to him all day.
-It makes it even more sad when you’re upset because he’d rather see you smiling over bubble tea than crying.
-Even if it’s something small, he is very concerned. You being sad makes him sad, so when you get depressed, he hates it.
-He’s not good at finding the right words, but he never leaves your side when you’re sad, no matter how long it is.
-It shows how much he truly loves you and how concerned he is for you.
-He doesn’t trust people at all, and you’re overly trusting. You balance each other out. Nobody will dare take advantage of you when they know Saeran is with you because if anyone were to do something to you, it would be the last thing they did.

anonymous asked:

hi, I was told that not wanting a cure for autism is ridiculous because why wouldn't we want to "be in our right mind"? I couldn't respond because I didn't know how to, they see curing autism as being a good thing for autistic people. I'm stumped because I don't want to be cured and don't want a cure but they see cure as a positive. I don't know how to respond because I just.. I'm worried they'll try to cure me first chance they get. I don't know what to do, I'm scared. I like being autistic :(

hi, sorry this took me a while to answer (i was at pride yesterday and crashed as soon as i got home)

im sorry you’ve had to deal with someone like that. unfortunately, thats not a rare occurance; most of us will have to argue against cure culture at least once. 

it’s great you like being autistic! autism is a wonderful thing! and that’s what cure culture fails to acknowledge - that autism isn’t inherently awful or bad. we don’t want a cure, and so allistics assume that means we don’t possess the mental faculties to make our best decisions (see also: taking away autonomy from disabled people). this way they effectively silence us, and simultianiously push a harmful rhetoric that makes no viable sense.

here are some useful counters to cure culture arguments:

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anonymous asked:

(@ prompt post i sENT YOU LIKE FIVE I'M SORRY YOU DON'T HAVE TO WRITE ALL OF THEM) don't touch me I'm emo

set in my coffeeshop au (this got long and kinda emo so i’m putting it under a read more rip)

dongmin had warned bin, four years ago at the beginning of their relationship that dating an actor might not be easy. acting took up so much time–it was all dongmin could do sometimes to make it to their shared apartment before bin went to sleep for the night. even then, though, he often didn’t make it, and would come home to bin snoring away.

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daisyqueer  asked:

Hi mummas! I've had an issue gnawing at me, impeding my practice (I'm a very baby witch). I want to believe in magic so much, and crystals, and tarot, and I have seen it work sometimes, but I get dragged down with all the pseudoscience and everything, I just am a rational and scientific person and I'm struggling to allow myself to let go of that enough to appreciate, accept, and believe in magic. Do you have any advice on how to overcome this?

Hello hello! What a wonderful question, and I (EstFortis) am going to answer it because it is very much something I have struggled with as well. I am a scientist, myself, and suspended my practice for a long time because I was wrestling with the cognitive dissonance of believing in magic and trusting science. I don’t know if I can completely fix the issue for you, but perhaps I can alleviate a bit of distress. 

I approach my craft as a way of focusing my intent. You will see a lot of that here on the blog, if you take a moment to review our answers to previous asks. I use visualization to create a picture of what I want, and I focus my energy and intent on manifesting that vision. As you may notice, we also place a lot of emphasis on the mundane on this blog - magic as a supplement, not a substitute. I see magic as focused energy, so when I want to manifest something in my life, it is a way for me to keep that goal in the forefront of my consciousness in order to better work towards that outcome. 

Let me give you an example. I have been struggling for the past two years to work through a graduate program with a computer that simply doesn’t work well. It takes minutes - multiple minutes - simply to open Word. It struggles with loading webpages regardless of the quality of my internet connection. It is a very stressful piece of equipment and has caused me considerable distress. I spent a good amount of time just complaining about it and cursing at it and sometimes even crying over it (usually during finals week when I’m trying to write several 10+ page papers), and then I realized that I needed to do something a bit more proactive. I focused my intent on manifesting a solution to my computer problem. I had already lined up some contract work for the summer, revising a course in collaboration with my advisor, but it was going to be for a small amount of pay and would be more for professional development than for a paycheck (I think it was going to be about 1 month of my regular pay for the whole summer’s worth of work). Then, I found out my advisor was teaching a summer session course, and I offered to TA for it. Then, I found out that I was going to get paid for a training I was taking. Then I found out that my pay could be taken out as a regular paycheck or as professional development funds which are tax free and can be used to buy - you guessed it - a computer. So you see, these things can be chalked up to coincidences, or even simply my own hard work. It’s easy to write off any kind of magical component. But I honestly believe that if I had not focused my intent in the same way, by doing a spell to manifest the object of my need and desire, I would not have spent the time and effort doing the things to make it happen. 

Now, again, that’s a fairly mundane example, but an example of wonderful efficacy. There are other examples that are a bit more vague in terms of their efficacy but that I still consider successes. A dear friend of mine had recently left an abusive relationship, taking her young child with her. She was terrified that the ex was going to find her and hurt her and her little one. I did a protection spell, the strongest I’ve ever done. I sent a bubble of light to protect the both of them, and put all my energy and intent into it. Within a year the ex disappeared from town, only occasionally popping back up. Within a few more years, my friend was able to sever all legal ties the ex had to the child, changing names and even social security numbers.They are now living normal lives, in their own home and their own town and without the constant specter of fear hanging over them. Do I take all the credit for that? Of course not. But I can’t help feeling like maybe that spell I did so long ago played a role. 

My approach to divination is equally mundane, I have to admit. I read tarot not to tell my future, but as a tool for introspection and self examination. I read the cards not as a way to know what is going to happen, but as a way to gain insight into my current situation (I rarely read for others, but approach it in a similar way on the occasions that I do so). This summer I was “stalked” by the Tower, which, let me tell you, did not feel good. The Tower signifies huge change, not always welcome; it is often interpreted as straight-up DISASTER. It was not a good feeling to have this card following me around, and I struggled with the interpretation for a good long time. I never quite came to a conclusion until I started taking an antidepressant. I know, what? What does that have to do with anything? In retrospect, though, I realized that my anxiety had come to such a peak that *that was my disaster.* It was awful. I was miserable. My family was miserable. I considered dropping out of school, thinking that was the upheaval the cards were warning me of. But no– it was simply my own anxiety. And interestingly, I haven’t seen the Tower since starting on the medication, and all the aspects of my life that I had been doing tarot spreads to gain clarity on - they have all resolved, either directly or indirectly as a result of my moods stabilizing. 

I guess my point is this. I think it comes down to how you define magic. If magic is energy, then we all have magic in us. Perhaps it’s how we decide to use it that determines whether it is magic or not. And me, I don’t see that clashing with science at all, for two reasons. One is that science, in a way, IS magic to me. Gravity? What is that but a magic force that keeps us grounded? Birth? The ability to create a WHOLE NEW PERSON INSIDE YOURSELF? Magic. Computers are definitely magic. I really don’t know any other way that they could do the things they do. 

Ok yes I’m being a little facetious, but I’m also trying to say that there is so much we don’t know and understand about how the world works, and I see no reason to think that magic isn’t a part of that.

prismatic-bell  asked:

It is 3am and I had a long night at work and a bit too much to drink as a result, so if this comes across snarky or snippy I'm super-sorry and I didn't mean it to it is a legit honest question but I am not toning well right now. Obviously, you are not happy with the way the manga is going. I think one of its issues is that it had only so much space to play with--you had a set number of pages, and that was it. So especially in light of the Giant Sailor Moon Canon Voltron, I'm curious: (1/2)

(2/2) given a similar amount of space, if you had to tell all of the story that was in the original–e.g. no “let’s just skip an arc for space’s sake”–what would you do differently from the actual manga that you think would make it a better story? Like I’m sure it can be done but as someone who masters in talking too much I’m fucked if I can imagine how. I AM KIND OF HOPING YOU HAVE MORE AND OR BETTER IDEAS THAN ME.

Not snarky, no worries!

“How would you rewrite the entire manga in the same amount of space” is a pretty huge fucking question though, and to be completely honest with you, I don’t care enough about the manga to try and fix what I find wrong with it (which is basically everything). But let’s talk about some stuff for a bit!

I don’t think that “there’s a space limitation” is a valid excuse for … well, anything, really. This isn’t a constraint unique to Takeuchi, it’s a truth for basically every form of professional media we have. TV shows have a very set and firm number of minutes they’re allowed, movies generally have about two hours to tell their story from start to finish, books and novels and short stories all have some degree of length constraints, comic books are churned out week after week and for the most part adhere to the same number of pages. I said this repeatedly when I was watching Crystal, but the problem isn’t how much time you have so much as it is what you DO with that time.

Let’s take the final act of the Black Moon. Specifically, let’s look at how limited time and space was used in that chapter. I’ll break the whole thing down, STRAP IN.

  • pg 1-5 (5): Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Kamen disappear
  • pg 6-10 (5): NQS wakes up and emerges from the palace
  • pg 11-17 (7): NQS talks about power, sends Chibs to help Sailor Moon
  • pg 18-24 (7-1=6): In space, Usagi and Mamoru reaffirm their love
    • minus one page where Planet Ryan is spooky and threatening
  • pg 25-28 (4): Chibi-Usa is “born” from their love and they kick Ryan’s ass.
  • pg 29-34 (6): Crystal Tokyo is revived, everyone gets a free power up.
  • pg 35-42 (8): Goodbye to Crystal Tokyo
  • pg 43-49.7 (6.7): Usagi says goodbye to Chibs
  • pg 49.7-54.7 (6): Mamoru and Usagi say goodbye to Chibs
  • pg 54.7-54.9 (.7): The Inner Senshi split a panel for their welcome homes
  • pg 55-59 (5): Chibi-Usa’s back

It’s the end of the arc, so let’s be a little generous about some allotment of space and try to focus on parts that are overly bloated or incidental to the plot.

Immediately, we’ve got five entire pages of something which can be resolved in two panels, but let’s say we steal just two pages.

NQS waking up, easily another two pages we can steal.

YOU CAN CUT EVERY LAST SECOND OUT OF USAGI AND MAMORU IN SPACE IN MY OPINION, but honestly, six fucking pages is so unnecessary, so I’m taking half.

The entire Usagi/NQS meeting makes me grumpy for so many reasons, but it absolutely does not need eight goddamn pages of “BUT I WANT TO MEET YOU BUT I CAN’T BUT I WANT TO BUT I CAN’T OH FUCK IT”. Granting some artistic indulgence, I’ll just take two.

You know what, I’m already at nine pages (NINE PAGES), I can stop. What would I do with those nine pages?

How about one each for the Inners getting to return home? Actually you know who hasn’t hugged them or welcomed them back or said she missed them or was so worried about them? ANY OF THEM TO ANY OF THE OTHERS OF THEM INCLUDING FUCKING USAGI

Rei was missing since LITERALLY THE START OF THIS ARC, and Usagi has yet to actually say her fucking name. So yeah, one page of my nine for the Senshi (ALL the Senshi, looking at you manga Usagi) to actually show they give a shit about each other. Then a page each for the Inners to show them returning home. What kind of relieved but knowing looks did Grandpa give Rei when she returned home after being missing from anywhere from three days to three months ?(seriously how long was she fucking gone) Did anyone water Mako’s plants while she was missing, or are they all dead now? Did Ami have a series of lies and excuses on her lips, only to discover that the note she’d left for her mother since just after Rei was taken is still unread? How is Minako quietly (or not so quietly) coping with having once again been the only Senshi when she lost her girls?

Five pages down. I’ve got four left.

How about one for Pluto actually being dead? Let’s be generous, let’s give her TWO. Pluto gets a fucking memorial. Even if “our” Senshi can’t be there, let’s see it in Crystal Tokyo. You don’t even have to have words. Chibi-Usa lost and mourning. Her mother maybe tentative at first, unsure after so long, but then providing the direct comfort and affection she sometimes struggles with.

Those are ideas just off the top of my head that would have improved just this issue tremendously for me, AND I STILL HAVE TWO PAGES.

The problem isn’t limited space, the problem is limited caring.

anonymous asked:

Hi. I'm an aspiring writer who occasionally dabbles in fanfiction and "serious writing" alike but mostly just sits around smacking my head against the wall trying to make the sentence I just wrote not sound stupid. This is one of those times as I'm trying to make a transition makes sense. To keep it short. How do you recommend I go about writing a transition?

I don’t actually know if you mean transition sentence or scene transition. Your question makes me think it could be either but it’s more common to ask about scenes, so I’ll briefly cover both, and if you need more info then ask again!

Transitions between sentences:

Transitions signal relationships between ideas, so if you’re really struggling to move between sentences, there’s a chance that those differing subjects shouldn’t be in a scene together in the first place. Still, sometimes people just get stuck, so here’s a rather full list of transition words, but be aware that being too rigid with your transitions can make your writing sound essay-like instead of creative.

One exception to this is the “unexpected event” which purposefully doesn’t have a transition to show the immediacy of what happened. 

But if your transition is stuck on the same subject (or a related one) then it can sometimes help to read things out loud and try to re-word them. Creative writing doesn’t have to conform to essay grammar or style, and you can often write how you would speak (to an extent). Some sentence fragments can be okay, run-ons generally aren’t, unless it’s a single-time moment trying to show a point.

Transitions between scenes: 

A paragraph break is often enough of a transition for a subject within a scene, assuming the new subject makes sense to be coming up next, but when moving between scenes, things can get rough.

Scene transitions need to identify place, time, and point of view, especially if there’s been a change in any of the three. They can be short (”that night…”) or much longer (extended narration), but you want to be careful to avoid unnecessary narration and get to the meat of the scene.

Here’s a few ways to transition:

- Exposition (or world-building): explain something briefly. You want to jump into the action as soon as possible, unless the point of the scene is to be introspective.

- In media res (in the middle of everything): this is good when not much has changed between scenes, or you’re willing to work context into everything. You still need a sentence early on that solidifies place, time, and point of view, though.

- Set the scene: take a bit of time to explain the setting, but get to the action within a reasonable amount of time.

You’re also always better off transitioning before things wind down enough to bore the reader. I know I’ve said it before, but it’s a good practice to cut your scenes to only show the important middle instead of writing how your characters all enter and exit. You want to jump from a scene that matters to another scene that matters.

Also, I suggest you look at how published authors do it. Read to write, especially when you take a step back and truly look at how the author makes everything come together.

Good luck with your transitions!

Walls We Build

One | Two | Three | Four | Five | Six | Seven | Eight | Nine | Ten | Eleven | Twelve | Thirteen   

Okay, here we go…. To reiterate, some major trigger warnings for angst, violence, and bullying.  

As for the content of this chapter… I’m a terrible person and if you happen to spot certain parallels… it absolutely was done on purpose because I’m really and truly terrible.

He never saw it coming.

Didn’t hear it either, bobbing his head to the music filtering through his headphones as he limped to his car alone, his girlfriend off at softball practice.

Despite the awkward gait, there was a slight bounce in his step.  He finally turned a corner in rehabilitation and demonstrated improvement walking on his temporary prosthetic. Maybe in a couple of appointments his doctor would prescribe an actual fitting. It was his first significant move forward in the healing process- he even started researching designs he could customize for himself online.

By the time he registered footsteps behind him it was too late. Strong hands grabbed his arms and he shouted in alarm.

His half zipped backpack slung over one shoulder was wrenched off as he wrestled, textbooks and folders spilling out on impact with the ground. His headphones were torn off in the scuffle and he protested when a boot stomped on them, cracking the headband.

“Hey! Those were expensive! What the hell-”

He was slammed up against the side of a truck, the collar of his hoodie clenched in a meaty fist.  

“What the fuck is your problem, Thomas?” he snarled. His biggest headache was flanked by Ryan and Victor, the two shadows that followed the bully everywhere. A sick feeling twisted his stomach. Something wasn’t right.

Thomas didn’t even grace him with a reply.  Ryan opened the door to the back of the cab and Thomas attempted to shove him into the vehicle. He kicked and flailed his limbs, vocally protesting and wildly looking for anyone to help, but his weekly study session in the library after class ensured the parking lot was deserted.

The realization felt like a sucker punch to his gut-

This had been planned.

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anonymous asked:

I'm the anon that messaged you about the meta, and to answer your question, no, I didn't send you any ask before that. I found your blog through the meta and I'm not following you. I am also NOT sending hate (if either of my two asks showed any kind of hate, please feel free to tell me. I was merely disagreeing and stating how I felt when I read your tags.)

“You’re just trying to make me shut up. Because how dare I engage critically with media I love?” I did not say that, please don’t put words into my mouth? I didn’t even imply it. I sent the message because I found the particular tag disrespectful towards those who don’t view the same thing. So about this tag: #bryke changed their mind bc money and self insert hero has to get the girl Do you have a source? That they changed their mind and they were supposed to fall in love.

(3/3) The cave and the color scheme of the lovers or whatever were a coincidence, and if you can get parallels from that for your OTP, great. But also insisting that the creators changed their mind and claiming that they were supposed to fall in love, AND even going, #like#what show did you watch?

Previous ask here, the meta in question here.

“I’m the anon that messaged you about the meta, and to answer your question, no, I didn’t send you any ask before that. I found your blog through the meta and I’m not following you.”

That wasn’t my question, but I don’t care, it makes zero difference either way.

“I am also NOT sending hate (if either of my two asks showed any kind of hate, please feel free to tell me.”

Never accused you of it. Sending hate is when you attack someone personally, not their opinions. You didn’t do that, not in this conversation.

“I was merely disagreeing and stating how I felt when I read your tags.)
“You’re just trying to make me shut up. Because how dare I engage critically with media I love?” I did not say that, please don’t put words into my mouth? I didn’t even imply it. I sent the message because I found the particular tag disrespectful towards those who don’t view the same thing.”

Well, that’s nice buddy but how am I supposed to glean that out of, what amounts to, an one-sided conversation? It’s not on me to read your mind and guess that you are actually reacting out of hurt feelings and not being a passive-aggressive asshole.

I wasn’t even being disrespectful or anything, what is this bullshit?

“So about this tag: #bryke changed their mind bc money and self insert hero has to get the girl Do you have a source? That they changed their mind and they were supposed to fall in love.”

As I said:

“The creators are liars. They have repeatedly backtracked, flip-flopped and contradicted themselves. This is all available information, some of which I already talked about, but I’m not willing to go out of my way to convince you.”

I will say that I have an anti bryke tag (though that one‘s mostly me calling them petty), and feel free to search my blog for /ehasz or /aaron-ehasz, I’ve definitely reblogged firsthand accounts from people who’ve talked to him about Avatar. You could also bother to click on that link that I already included in my previous answer to you. Again, I won’t do your research for you.

“The cave and the color scheme of the lovers or whatever were a coincidence, and if you can get parallels from that for your OTP, great. But also insisting that the creators changed their mind and claiming that they were supposed to fall in love, AND even going, #like#what show did you watch?”

Okay, I had this whole snarky response thought out for this one, but then I realized that you might actually, really, genuinely think that. And not know why you are completely and utterly wrong.

Here’s the thing: I’m a professional in the field of visual communication. I’ve spent years studying color. Calling those color choices a coincidence would be like if they had Aang run around for a full episode with red arrows. With no explanation. Just, have his arrows be red, and have no one comment on it. Just have them be like that, for a full episode. That’s the order of magnitude of coincidence/accident we’re talking about here.

Color consistency is a foundation of visual communication.

That’s why, no matter where in the world you go, “stop/forbidden” signs are red, “warning/caution” signs are yellow, and “go/allowed” signs are green.

That’s also why even when companies, especially big ones, change their logos, they keep the color scheme (See: Windows, Coca Cola, Pepsi, Nickelodeon, etc.)

It’s also why brands like Barbie, Tiffany, T-Mobile, etc. trademarked their colors. Because people don’t really need to see anything beyond Barbie Pink to know it’s Barbie.

Again, color consistency is a foundation of visual communication.

I know this very well. The people who made Avatar know this better.

In the Avatar-verse we have distinct color schemes for each of the Four Nations: Blue-Water, Green-Earth, Red-Fire, Yellow/Orange-Air.

By making Oma and Shu red and blue, they have irrefutably linked them to someone who we’ve already seen have that color scheme. Because, again, color consistency is a foundation of visual communication.

Now, had we only been given red-blue, it could’ve been anyone who fits: anyone Water Tribe and anyone Fire Nation.

But it was Zuko and Katara who had a moment in a cave of glowing green crystals.

And this again goes back to consistency: The Catacombs could’ve looked like anything. Anything at all. But they chose to have them resemble The Cave of Two Lovers.

Someone wrote that. Then someone sketched it out. Then someone did a color key for it. Then someone drew it in full. Then someone, or rather a whole team of someones, animated it.

To say any of this was a coincidence is to basically call the production team of one of the most lauded animated shows ever a bunch of amateurs.

They’re not. For all I complain about Bryke, and the decline in writing quality in Book Three, I have almost nothing but praise for the visual development of this show.

And here you are, trying to convince me that it was a coincidence?

No, my friend. Things like that don’t happen without intent.

(This last part is available on it’s own here, since I believe it to be significant enough to stand without me answering a three-part ask above it.)

I can’t reblog from you, so – I guess I’ll have to vague, as well. I’m going to paraphrase and not quote directly.

„I use ‘kids’ colloquially! I even call 20 year olds 'kid’!“

The goal posts are beyond the horizon at this point.

„Why do you keep insisting that it’s fine to tell teenagers that adults wanting to fuck them is okay/that adults wanting to fuck teenagers is ok?“

I’m not. Why do you keep twisting my words? Why do you keep insisting that’s what I want, or that that’s what I’m saying?

You don’t like me quoting my initial premise, because you think it doesn’t prove anything, but I’m going to do it again:

be careful when arguing that 18/19 years olds shouldn’t be with anyone remotely older than them because they don’t have ‘fully developed brains’ yet and ‘can’t asses long-term risk’, because -

The emphasis is on

because they don’t have ‘fully developed brains’ yet and ‘can’t asses long-term risk’

If that is the axiom your argument pivots around, then you have to consider that the logical consequence would be to adjust our laws accordingly. You’re claiming I’m saying the exact opposite of what I’m actually saying. I’m asking the people who agree with „because they don’t have ‘fully developed brains’ yet and ‘can’t asses long-term risk’“ to be mindful of what they’re implying.

What you’re taking away from this is: „if you don’t let an adult (note: whatever the fuck an adult is according to your definition) fuck you, you have to surrender all of your rights“.

What I am, again, actually saying: „if you claim that 18/19 year olds don’t have fully developed brains and can’t asses long-term risk yet, and that disables them from being with anyone remotely older than them, then you have to acknowledge certain logical consequences“

I want people to be logically consistent.

But hey, here’s my personal opinion on the matter, because I haven’t given it yet, I’ve only stated what US law says, and drawn some conclusions from it:

I’m glad it’s not up to me to define what makes an adult, because I’d immediately disqualify a portion of Tumblr’s userbase. Frustration has me considering the idea that maybe the Age of Majority should be raised, because apparently a number of individuals cannot handle adult responsibilities, and are much to quick to reject them outright. Some of the interactions I had with highly immature people on Tumblr make it much too tempting to consider that they represent more than they do.

Whenever I log into this account I have to remind myself that I have to remain charitable, and patient, and give people the benefit of doubt, and that I can’t let my budding ageism determine how I think about certain topics. I’m being asked to treat teenagers/young adults as 'literal children’ who 'don’t have fully developed brains yet’ and 'can’t assess long-term risk’, etc, but at the same time I have to take them very seriously, and heed their demands, and don’t patronize or condescend. It is really fucking difficult to do both, and it’s just as difficult to not harbor a rising amount of resentment. You think I want to, what, prey on teenagers or young adults? For some reason? Because I’m arguing for people to be logically consistent with their demands, statements and arguments? Or because I want to believe that people who have reached the Age of Majority are capable of making certain choices? Listen – I’m trying not to dislike teenagers and young adults, because that would make me a prejudiced asshole, and also hypocritical. I refuse to have my Tumblr Discourse experience color how I think about certain groups of people. I’m gritting my teeth through taking everyone equally seriously, because I believe everyone is initially deserving of a basic amount of patience.

The core issue is … some people are willing to throw their own age group (or a younger age group) under the bus just because they don’t want them to ship their favorite character with a character who isn’t part of their preferred constellation. So, be careful how far you’re willing to go just for your personal convenience and preferred experience. Be careful when making arguments that deal with real circumstances. Be careful what you’re asking for.

The 'Steve Rogers is intersex' post

So this post is about a year over-due. I guess I kind of hoped someone else would write it so I wouldn’t have to (I am terrible at this, as you’re about to find out*), but well, no one has written one that I’ve seen, so here goes!

*I’ll make up for that by inserting gifs. And by keeping it as short as I can.

Since you’re following this blog, chances are that, like me, you’re somewhere under the LGBTQIA+ umbrella.

So you probably know all too well about the issues with the lack of representation for LGBTQIA+ in the media. There’s a particular lack of intersex representation. Last year a couple of the YA books in the LGBT+ category featured intersex protagonists! This is great, because when I was growing up there was definitely no such section in the YA fiction category, let alone a book with an intersex protagonist. In fact, I didn’t know that there were other intersex people in the world. I didn’t know the word ‘intersex’ (my doctors were pretty awful), so I couldn’t even educate myself. Once I learnt the word though and started trying to connect with others like me via the internet, well… that was a big revelation. I read everything I could find on the topic.

And then I happened to come across pre-serum Steve:

Hairless, short, skinny guy with a long list of medical conditions. If you didn’t know: it’s quite common for intersex conditions to go hand in hand with similarly long lists of medical conditions (not always, there’s a huge variety in intersex conditions out there). In my case though? I definitely felt a connection with pre-serum Steve — to such an extent that I can’t see him as anything other than intersex. Not that I’d say we had the same condition, no way, but still… intersex Steve Rogers! 

And at the time I really needed a superhero to be intersex. Seeing him as being intersex is what got me into this fandom and made Steve my favourite Avenger.

Captain America: The Winter Soldier altered Steve’s backstory, so that he didn’t grow up in an orphanage after all. So, less chance of those dreaded communal showers I always hated growing up, and therefore less chance that everyone and their goat in Brooklyn would know Steve was intersex (it wasn’t really until the 1920s/1930s that doctors started to intervene with surgeries on infants with 'ambiguous genitalia’**). Take it from me, you can hide a lot from people if you put your mind to it. However, depending on just how close Steve and Bucky (and their parents) were as kids, Steve might never have had much chance of hiding his intersex condition from Bucky. Even my dad’s generation guys just went swimming naked if women weren’t present. 

**not all intersex people have 'ambiguous genitalia’, that’s just one of many ways in which intersex conditions manifest themselves.

At any rate, I think it’s likely that one thing we would have had in common is that Steve wouldn’t really have known about other intersex people existing. Maybe he would have seen another intersex person 'on display’ at a freak show. Steve would likely have felt a lot of pressure to try and hide his intersex condition from those around him and might have felt a need to, well, prove himself.

Though seriously, my colleagues at my new place of work all assumed I was gay, just because of how I look (not because of how I dress). Pre-serum Steve might’ve had to deal with a fair few people questioning, even if not out loud, whether he was queer or not, based simply on his looks due to his genetics. If word was out in the neighbourhood that he was intersex though, I don’t doubt at all that people would have seen him as being queer.

As for Steve getting into relationships with people, there’s a fair amount of virgin!Steve headcanons out there. I reckon he was having sex with Bucky, so he’s not a virgin, ehem, but okay, let’s say he wasn’t having sex with Bucky… Steve might have gotten quite far only to be rejected because of his genitals, or he might never have found anyone he felt he could trust enough to reveal to them that he was intersex. Waiting for the right partner and all… 

(All the Steve/Peggy feelings at this point).

On that note, no internet, genitals that aren’t considered the norm, well, Steve might (depending on intersex condition) have had a lot of issues with sex anyway. Again, take it from me. When you can’t even figure out how that sort of thing works solo, you aren’t often too keen to try it with someone else.

On a post-serum note to end this post, I don’t think that the serum would have 'fixed’ Steve so that he was no longer intersex. To steal some lines from my intersex!Steve fic (which I will finish once I’m over this really massive writers block, ugh): “I developed the serum to enhance fighting and survival skills. Do your genitals or the shape of your nose or your eye color affect your usefulness in battle? No. So the serum won’t affect any of those things. You’ll still be you after the procedure. You wouldn’t want me to turn you into someone else entirely, would you?”

better-hurry-with-that-curry  asked:

Hi, so my CR+M score is like 1350 and my ACT score is 29 and so I'm really close to the criteria for getting into the honors colleges and getting scholarships and my parents are really stressed about that and telling me to just work harder and get that 1400 so I can get those scholarships and I'm just so stressed right now so I was wondering if it would be very hard to get that 50 points and if you have any tips for CR, Math, or ACTs, that would be appreciated. Thanks.

Hey! I don’t have any experience with the ACT, but I definitely think it’s possible to improve your CR and Math scores enough to get you to 1400.

First of all, what are your weaknesses? Was one score much lower than the other, or were they about the same? Either way, here’s what I can tell you:

CR - Passage-Based Section:

  • Read the questions before reading the passage
  • If you can get away with just skimming the passage, DO IT!
  • Learn vocabulary words related to tone and mood. When a question asks you about the author’s tone, you want to know what the choices mean!

CR - Sentence Completion:

  • Study the vocabulary. If you’re having trouble memorizing long lists of words, look for roots, prefixes, and suffixes. I used this example before, but. Say you didn’t know the meaning of “incongruous”, but knew about congruent triangles. You’d see that “incongruous” shares a root with “congruent”, and the prefix “in-” means “not”, so you could guess that “incongruous” means “not congruent”, or “not the same as”, or “not in line with”, etc.
  • More memorization tips: think of sentences using the new words and physically write them down on a piece of paper. Do this a lot. It really helps, I promise. You need to know how to use these words, not just their dictionary definitions.
  • Before even looking at the choices on one of the sentence-completion sections, think of the type of word that would fit in the blank. Is it an adjective? A verb? An adverb? Then, predict what the intended meaning of the sentence is. If the sentence says, “Mrs. Nougat was _______ ; her normally soft-spoken son had been quite _________ at the party.” what sort of words would fit? Both words seem to be adjectives, but which ones? Pay attention to the word “normally” here. The word “normally” indicates that the word following “quite” might be antonymous with “soft-spoken”. If so, the first word might be something along the lines of “surprised” or “confused”. If you see a pair of words that have meanings similar to “surprised”/”confused” and “not soft-spoken” respectively, that’s probably your answer. This is a lot easier if you know the vocabulary!
  • Make sure to read the sentence carefully with your selected word(s) in the blank(s)!

Math - Multiple Choice:

  • Don’t rush! I know time pressure is an issue, but the only reason my math score was as low as it was was because I rushed through the questions and made a lot of stupid mistakes. Take your time, especially with the harder questions.
  • Don’t rely on mental math. Even if you’re sure of something, check it on your calculator.
  • If the question is easy and there’s an answer that immediately seems right, it probably is. If the question is difficult and there’s an answer that immediately seems right, it’s probably not.

Math - Student-Produced Responses:

  • You won’t get points off for a wrong answer in this section, so if you think you know what the answer is but aren’t 100% sure, write it anyway.
  • Check your work at least once to make sure that you didn’t make an easy computation error. When it’s multiple choice and your answer isn’t listed, you know you did something wrong, but this doesn’t hold for free-response. Check. Your. Work.
  • Don’t let it freak you out. It’s basic math, not linear algebra. You know how to do this. You don’t need multiple choice bubbles to solve math problems.


  • If you’re struggling with the time limit, take practice tests with a timer that has about five fewer minutes than the one you’re given on the actual test
  • Keep a clear head. You’re answering questions, not performing open-heart surgery on your best friend.
  • Don’t stay up all night studying the night before your test. Sleep deprivation reduces your concentration, efficiency, and problem-solving skills by a considerable amount.
  • Eat breakfast. Yes, you’ll have to get up earlier. No, you won’t do just as well on an empty stomach. The brain needs calories to function.
  • Take a bajillion practice tests (or like. three. idk)
  • The collegeboard website has a bunch of free questions with explanations. Just google it and voila, free prep materials
  • Remember that you’re 100% capable of this.

I hope this helped!! Good luck on your SAT!!

#948: You two don't get along, but he lends you his jacket.
  • Louis: "I'm fine," you had shouted out after noticing he had followed you from the darkened night club to make sure you were okay, "Jesus Christ, Louis, leave me alone." He hadn't mentioned it, but he saw the tear tracks on your cheeks; saw how you had stormed out after someone had said something quite crude. "Listen," he started out quietly, not wanting to fight, "Let me just. I'll get you a cab, okay? Let me get you a cab." You sniffled and nodded without thinking, mumbling a small 'thank you'. He took a small amount of time to call the cab provider before sliding down next to you against the brick wall, offering his coat. You looked at him with tears still in your eyes and slipped it on, chest heaving from the aftermath. "It's okay," you heard him saying, and before you really knew what was happening, he had slipped his arm around your back and pulled you flush into his side so your cheek rested against his warm shoulder. "I still hate you," you mumbled, and he let out a laugh. "Hate you too," he said, though he doesn't mean it -- never did. "Don't get snot all over my jacket."
  • Niall: Frankly, he's lucky another friend of yours is sitting inbetween the two of you, because he's getting aggravated against better judgement every time he sees you rubbing the skin of your arms. "Jesus," he mumbles, already shrugging out of his jacket before he can stop his conscious, handing it to you. His team he just scored another goal and he missed it, since he was more focused on your cold skin then the upcoming place. "Fuck me," he says, but watches you sneer at the logo on his jacket. "What now?" he asks incredulously, and you reply, "I don't even like your team." There's a tense moment of silence between the two of you, and the one mutual friend that was just sitting finally stands up to remove himself from the dispute. "You are... you are...," he sputters, "a pain in my ass!" You shrug and put on the coat, sending him a look. Both of you are silent before he says slowly, "My team scored, so..." It's a bad comeback, and both of you laugh; by the time you hand him back his jacket, it smells like you, and it's the only thing he can think about for the rest of the week.
  • Liam: "You cold?" It's the first time he's talked to you in weeks, the situation all a bit weird since he's walking up to the entrance of the haunted house with you. The rest of your group is a few yards ahead of you, but he has decided to stay back. "I, uh, I just wanted to say." He rubs a hand awkwardly at the back of his neck and looks down at you while you all wait in line. "I'm sorry for what happened the other week. I didn't mean...," -- a pause, he shuffles out of his jacket and hands it to you, and without another word, you slip it on -- "...to hurt your feelings. I feel awful." He lets out a gush of hot air into your face and you wrinkle your nose up, and there's this split second of absolute dread, staring down at you in his coat that is much too big around your waist and shoulders, your face all scrunched up and adorable and he wants to get down on his knees and beg. He finishes off, "I'm sorry." You don't say anything, but smile. You two don't talk anymore that night, although he stays with you in the house, and every time you get scared, you swear you even feel him wrap his pinkie around yours.
  • Zayn: He almost didn't stop the car, but he's almost glad that he ended up doing so. He knew he had noticed something familiar about the person walking down the sidewalk in the dark, shoes stumbling over cracks in the pavement. "Hey," he had said, calling out your name before abruptly stopping the car. Honestly, he didn't know why he gave his shit, and he was even more surprised when you actually halted your walking at the sound of his voice. In the same moment you opened your mouth to speak, his eyes zeroed in on the bruising skin of your cheek. "Can you... can you take me home, Zayn? Please." He doesn't mention how weak your voice sounds, because he's already shooting out of the driver side of the car and slipping his arms out of his jacket, muttering explicits underneath his breath before reaching you. He gingerly rests the coat over your shoulders and helps you slip your arms into the fabric before buttoning you up, guiding you to the car without touching you, because he sees how you flinch. "Of course," he says softly, "I'll get you home."
  • Harry: It's the first thing you notice from the corner of your eye -- a bundle of soft brown leather being shoved into your arms. You glance up quickly, noticing he has a scowl on his face, his arms now bare against the cool autumn wind. You look around and wonder if any of your mutual friends have noticed, but they're still laughing, completely unaware, and you go back to staring at him. "I noticed you were cold," he forces out, like it's hard for him to be civil, "Goosebumps." He nods towards your arms and you almost give him back the jacket before another gush of air wafts around your body. You slip the leather over your body and notice the sleeves cover most of your hands, too. You guess he notices as well, because you see his fingers clench at his side, like they're about ready to reach for you and start to roll the cuffs up. "Don't worry about it," he murmurs when you start to open your mouth, "Just...." He backs away, eyes roaming over your body in one swift movement, and he doesn't think he's seen anyone look better in his clothes. He has to walk away.

suzanne557  asked:

Hey! Love your blog! And for the prompt, "kick his ass for me" I'm glad you're in the mood to write even if it's to avoid responsibilities cx

Naruto doesn’t normally let people get away with their words. There are bruises on his knuckles that never seem to fade because of the fights he gets in. It isn’t something he’s proud of, but when they start talking about his mother, he simply sees red.

This time is different though. This time he’ll get kicked out of school if he even puts a finger on this guy. It’s hard to ignore the words, but he’s going to finish school, for his mother.

“What? Are you scared I’m going to kick your ass?” Naruto clenches his fist, a frown pulling down his lips. It’s a stupid thing to say because Naruto’s hit this kid before, actually he broke his nose once. He’s clearly won a few fights with this kid with the crocked nose is anything to go by.

“The little orphan is scared to fight.” Naruto has to use all of his strength not to hit this kid. It’s always the same thing. Naruto isn’t sure why they can’t come up with more material other than the fact he’s an orphan. If he had to guess, they keep using it because it sets him off. The one and only time they started to pick a fight after he came out, he simply kissed Sasuke square on the lips and that seemed to drive that topic right away. It didn’t make them leave Naruto alone though.

“Hey, are you okay?” Sasuke asks, stepping up beside him. The second Sasuke’s hand is in his, he can feel the anger seep from his body. It’s like he’s being grounded, reassured in only the fact their fingers are laced together. It’s the best feeling in the world, having Sasuke by his side.

“Oh, can’t fight your own fights now?” Naruto doesn’t know how this kid evades trouble so often. He doesn’t just bully Naruto, but the entire student body. It probably has something to do with the amount of money his parent’s donate to the school. They just got a new football field from this kid’s grandfather.

The words cause Naruto to squeeze Sasuke’s hand, reassurance needed. “It’s fine. Don’t let him get to you. Just walk away,” Sasuke says. Sasuke’s the reasonable one in this relationship. Sasuke can talk him down from anything too. Naruto doesn’t know how he got so lucky. He’s just an angry orphan who doesn’t know what’s he’s doing with his life. Sasuke has his shit together and still chose Naruto.

“You know how your mother left you?” Naruto pauses, holding his breath. The other guy obviously isn’t done. “He’ll do exactly the same thing eventually.” That’s a new angel. One that Naruto will not stand for.

“Asshole!” Naruto shouts, but Sasuke’s hand is gone before he can even take a step forward. Instead, it’s Sasuke who punches the guy square in the face, knocking the other down with the force behind his punch. “Kick his ass for me, Sasuke!” Naruto calls once he gets over his shock.

It sadly doesn’t escalate after that. Sasuke only gets one more good hit in before a teacher comes running out into the hall to break it up. They all get sent down to the principal’s office.

Naruto stops Sasuke outside for a second though. “Thanks. I really appreciate it,” Naruto says. Sasuke basically just saved his ass from getting kicked out.

“He was lying,” Sasuke says, hand coming up to cup Naruto’s cheek. “I’m never going to leave you.”

Naruto can’t help the smile that pulls up his lips as he leans forward to kiss Sasuke. “I love you so much,” Naruto sighs.

“I love you too,” Sasuke answers, leaning forward to kiss Naruto again.

The two pull apart when the principal yells at them to get inside.

anonymous asked:

Just wondering why your vegan. I'm assuming it's because how it's not humane the way they kill them. I assume this because I don't understand how people say it's not right to eat animal products, other animals on the food chain eat other animals so why can't we? We are born with K9 teeth, teeth that are meant to chew meat. So once again I'm just wondering why

Hey love! first off, I appreciate that you asked this in a non-judgmental and open-minded way. Yes, I know that some vegans preaching and shoving their beliefs down your throat can be overwhelming at times; but treating ALL vegans with hostility simply because some are excessively passionate isn’t fair. And I’ve had way too many critical, rude, and hateful messages in my inbox about veganism. So really, I do appreciate that you worded this with genuine curiosity and civility. I respect your decision to include meat in your diet, and I’d like to explain why I choose personally choose to be vegan for my body, the planet, and the animals.

To start off, I’ll tackle your main concern. Where are we getting our protein?

In a vegan diet, it’s more than easy to get the necessary amount of protein for your body to not only survive, but thrive. Contrary to popular belief, excessive protein is NOT optimal for your health (or your muscle growth, for that matter). Ironically, what people often don’t realize is that in developed countries, the problem isn’t that people aren’t getting enough protein, it’s that they’re getting too much! Eating excessive amounts of animal protein has been linked to the development of endometrial, pancreatic, and prostate cancers (Read The China Study to learn more about this – thoroughly discussed in the first few pages). Nutrition experts estimate that most of us need between 0.8 and 1 gram of protein per day for every kilogram of body weight. That works out to 55 grams of protein per day for someone who weighs 150 pounds or approximately 10 percent of normal caloric intake (people in endurance training and pregnant women might require a bit more, of course). If a vegan eats a reasonably varied diet (a balance between whole foods) and consumes a sufficient amount of calories, he or she will undoubtedly get enough protein. And, unlike animal protein, plant-based protein sources contain healthy fiber and complex carbohydrates. Oh, and just to add on to that: plant-based protein is MEANT for our bodies. While virtually all vegan foods contain some amount of protein, soybeans are protein powerhouses. Soybeans contain all the essential amino acids and surpass all other plant foods in the amount of protein that they can deliver to humans. Other rich sources of non-animal protein include legumes, nuts, seeds, food yeasts, and freshwater algae.

Eating cooked meat creates excess uric acid and ammonia in the body, both of which are toxic to the system. The proteins in cooked food become denatured, and, as a result, the polypeptide bonds cannot be broken down into amino acids. These polypeptides are treated as foreign invaders and must be excreted through the kidneys. The cell wall of the kidneys doesn’t allow for easy transport of these substances, causing the distress that leads to kidney stones and eventually to kidney failure. Cooked grains cause fermentation in the body that produces gas, alcohol, and acetic acid; protoplasmic poisons that kill every cell with which they come into contact. Studies have shown that the immune system often reacts to the introduction of cooked food into the bloodstream the same way it does to foreign pathogens such as bacteria, viruses, and fungi. Cooking food denatures the proteins, renders the fats carcinogenic, and caramelizes the carbohydrates. Many other nutrients are damaged, deranged, or destroyed by the heating process, leaving mostly empty calories. Regular consumption of cooked foods results in a detrimental enlargement of the pancreas. (Paragraph quoted by Dr. Douglas Graham)

 Now what about calcium? Well, believe it or not, milk isn’t some calcium powerhouse. As a matter of fact, almond milk has 50% MORE calcium than dairy. And by the time I’m done talking about the dairy industry, which is particularly inhumane, you’ll most likely be regretting that glass of milk you had this morning.

And that brings me to my next argument: the morality of veganism. When I became vegan, it was initially completely health-based. The processed, unnatural, and detrimental meats and dairy products that I was poisoning my body with disgusted me. It wasn’t until about two months into my veganism that I was really introduced to the slaughterhouses.

Let’s talk about the dairy cows:

Cows produce milk for the same reason that humans do: to nourish their young. In order to force the animals to continue giving milk, factory farm operators typically impregnate them using artificial insemination every year. Calves are generally taken from their mothers within a day of being born—males are destined for veal crates or barren lots where they will be fattened for beef, and females are sentenced to the same fate as their mothers. After their calves are taken away from them, mother cows are hooked up, several times a day, to milking machines. These cows are genetically manipulated, artificially inseminated, and often drugged to force them to produce about four and a half times as much milk as they naturally would to feed their calves. Animals are often dosed with bovine growth hormone (BGH), which contributes to a painful inflammation of the udder known as “mastitis.” (BGH is used widely in the U.S. but has been banned in Europe and Canada because of concerns over human health and animal welfare.)According to the industry’s own figures, between 30 and 50 percent of dairy cows suffer from mastitis, an extremely painful condition. A cow’s natural lifespan is about 25 years, but cows used by the dairy industry are killed after only four or five years. An industry study reports that by the time they are killed, nearly 40 percent of dairy cows are lame because of the intensive confinement, the filth, and the strain of being almost constantly pregnant and giving milk. Dairy cows’ bodies are turned into soup, companion animal food, or low-grade hamburger meat because their bodies are too “spent” to be used for anything else.

 Now what about the health risks associated with dairy? Dairy is unnatural and unhealthy to consume. Even fat reduced dairy products contain 25% fat calories. There is as much fat in 1 glass of low fat milk as there are in 3 slices of bacon! Each day the average American consumes the equivalent amount of cholesterol contained in 53 slices of bacon just from milk and dairy products. Cholesterol is what contributes to heart disease, the number one killer of Americans! We don’t realize that cheese and butter is a concentrated form of dairy fat. All the water is removed, leaving the fat intact. Milk is linked to a number of health problems, including gastrointestinal, dermatological and respiratory, with symptoms that include bloating, cramping, diarrhea, constipation, acne, zits, hives, skin rashes, asthma and sinusitis. Studies have found that autism and schizophrenia in children may be linked to the body’s inability to digest casein, a milk protein; symptoms of these diseases diminished or disappeared in 80 percent of the children who switched to milk-free diets. A U.K. study showed that people who suffered from irregular heartbeats, asthma, headaches, fatigue, and digestive problems “showed marked and often complete improvements in their health after cutting milk from their diets.” Bovine (cow) proteins trigger allergies because they are foreign to our system. Ingesting dairy causes an inflammatory immune response ALWAYS! The body does not recognize it as a friendly food and the immune system works to rid the body of the foreign invader. It is known that American women consume tremendous amounts of calcium, yet their rates of osteoporosis are among the highest in the world. Conversely, Chinese people consume half as much calcium (most of it from plant sources) and have very low incidences of the bone disease. Medical studies indicate, that rather than preventing the disease, milk may actually increase women’s risk of getting osteoporosis. A Harvard Nurses’ Study of more than 77,000 women ages 34 to 59 found that those who consumed two or more glasses of milk per day had higher risks of broken hips and arms than those who drank one glass or less per day. Excessive consumption of dairy interferes with the absorption of calcium. Also the excess of protein in dairy is a major cause of osteoporosis, as dairy accelerates its development. Our body must leech calcium out of our bones to neutralize the acid created by protein consumption.

If you’re interesting in looking further into veganism, here are some documentaries + a list of informative books! 

1. Earthlings 

(Age-restricted). I actually had to watch this one periodically, as I couldn’t seem to get through the first twenty minutes without being completely shaken up. It’s a really graphic video, but also very thought-provoking and makes you question your own morals/values and your responsibility as a human being on this Earth.  It’s considered one of the most persuasive vegan films. 

2. Home

As cliche as this sound, Home really makes you feel in touch with nature and reminds us how powerful humans are and how important it is that we use this power to benefit all other creatures of Earth.

3. 101 Reasons to Go Vegan

The first vegan video I was ever exposed to, and it just about pushed me over the edge and sparked my interest in vegan nutrition. It’s incredibly relatable, persuasive, and thought-provoking. When I first watched this video, I was chewing away at my chicken breast (which I ate almost every night for dinner). I credit my new lifestyle to this AMAZING speech. 

4.  Vegan Sense

Ellen Degeneres has always been a very influential person in my life; I respect her conduct, morals, and overall outlook on life. When I first saw this little “mini-speech”, I absolutely LOVED it. She has such a way with words!

5. The Best Speech You Will Ever Hear

I loved how relatable this video was. There’s no denying that this man is incredibly persuasive, and the logic behind what he’s saying really makes you question your role as a human! 

Books to check out: 

80/10/10 by Dr. Douglas Graham, The China Study and Whole by T. Collin Campbell, Eat To Live by Joel Fuhrman, Prevent and Reverse Heart Disease by Caldwell Esselstyn, Skinny Bitch by Kim Barnouin, Diet for a New America by John Robbins, Eating Animals by Jonathon Saffron Foer, The Omnivore’s Dilemma by Michael Pollan, and Forks Over Knives by Gene Stone

I hope you found this informative and insightful. Once again, I thank you for asking this in such a respectful way, and I hope this helps clear my side of the argument up! Much love to you! xoxoxo

anonymous asked:

I'm in a rly toxic relationship and have to get out but I'm not secure enough with my self to let go and love myself. I'm depending on him for happiness and I don't know how to let go

Well, the good news is that you recognize that it’s a toxic relationship and that you’re depending on someone else to make you happy when in reality, happiness is in your own hands, it always has been.

Something that helped me leave a toxic relationship was learning to love myself though. I think if I hadn’t, I wouldn’t have learned what my self worth was or been strong enough to leave. When you know you deserve better (not only in relationships but every aspect of your life), you only want the best for yourself and you will do everything you can to attain that.

I’ve answered similar questions to this many times before so my advice may sound repetitive to some but it might be something new and helpful to others:

  1. Make a list of cons about him. When you think about staying with him, read the con to remind yourself why you should leave and after you’ve left, read this list to keep you from coming back. Write down all of the ways he’s hurt you, disappointed you / let you down, and the reasons why he’s not right for you. These cons are things you shouldn’t want in a partner so read it over and over again until you realize that these are also the reasons why you should leave immediately. When you’ve moved on and decide to find someone else, read this list again so you don’t make the same mistake twice. Read the list so you know what you DON’T want. You may not get it right the next time (trust me, I didn’t) but eventually you will if you’re patient and won’t settle for anything less than what you KNOW you deserve. 
  2. Make a list of pros about yourself. Don’t be modest either. Write down all the reasons why you believe you’re great, all the reasons why you deserve better, and write down the things you want but can’t have with him. Read this list when you feel low about yourself until you believe every single word. I used to absolutely loathe myself. I bathed in my own self pity and because I treated myself so horribly, I let anyone who treated me OK at first into my life. Now that I think I’m awesome and know all of my great qualities (and continue to focus on bettering myself everyday), I don’t let anyone into my life unless they treat me BETTER than I treat myself and that’s hard to come by because I’m my number one fan. 
  3. Imagine your future. Imagine all of the things you want for yourself and for your future family (if you plan on having one), do you think he would be good partner through life? The good and the bad? Do you think he would be a great husband or father? Do you want your children to grow up with the same qualities as him? Do you think he’ll be there to support you through all of your professional and personal journeys to build a better life for yourself? Do you think he’ll put in the same amount of effort so you can grow together? If you don’t think he could do all of these things, there is no future with him. There’s only an idea that things might get better but if it’s already hard, can you keep going? Is being miserable but secure with someone worth more than being happy and secure with yourself?
  4. Every step to being happy should be taken one at a time. Maybe you need to feel good about yourself before you leave, maybe you need to leave to feel good about yourself. Doesn’t matter which you do first, just put everything in you into doing one first and then the next. After, make small changes in your life. Find hobbies, hang out with your friends, read books, rearrange your bedroom, change your style, whatever. Do anything that makes you feel better, and keep doing things that make you feel good until you just feel good for no reason.

It’s going to be hard. I know firsthand that leaving is hard but it will be the best damn thing you’ll ever do for yourself, trust me. When you make someone your whole world, you’re left with nothing wen they’re gone. But the world can be recreated, everything can be rebuilt. Your world may feel like it’s crashing down, you may feel empty or alone but you won’t feel this way forever if you don’t allow yourself to. Fill your new world with things that only you can give to yourself, only things you have the power to take away from yourself. If you do this, no one can ever hurt you again unless you let them. 

This is getting lengthy. If you need any additional tips or help, please feel free to ask again.

anonymous asked:

I have a pressing question that has been in my mind for months. I'm super curious, so hope you can help? I still haven't watched nor read Haikyuu, and I wonder why is everyone so obsessed with Oikawa? Why do they love him soooo sooo much? Omg

Before I answer your question, let me tell you that you’re missing out on something great. Please consider following Haikyuu. I can promise that you’ll come back to thank me if you do.

Ok so, back on topic. I can’t really speak for the whole fandom, but I can tell you my reasons for loving Oikawa Tooru so much. Get ready, because now that you asked me to open my gates, a flood of words is about to come out. You have been warned.

1. Oikawa is a very multi-dimensional character.

You see, the first glimpse we get of him in the manga is during a practice match that the protagonists are playing against an opposing team. He appears out of nowhere, right when Karasuno was about to win, and doesn’t make much of a first impression off-court. He appears like your average, flirtatious and childish pretty boy complete with fanclub attached. Then he steps on the court, and the atmosphere drastically changes. Karasuno immediately understands that despite his deceiving looks, Oikawa is truly, overwhelmingly good at what he does best. And that would be being the ace setter for his team, the best one of the whole prefecture, and one of the best captains of this whole series.

These aforementioned skills include: a killer serve, razor-sharp both in power and precision, that immediately gains him a fearsome reputation, and the ability to draw out the best of every single one of his team mates by means of his sets.

The readers then come to learn that these super sharp and polished claws are a result not of plain genius, like some other characters of this series, including one of the protagonists, but of hard work. Super intense, self-destructive hard work. And here the reader re-evaluates that first impression of a vapid, shallow boy that never existed, and understands that for all his false bravado, for each and every petty remark, every smirk, for all of the childishness he shows, there’s a deeper layer, a much more vulnerable one, for all of his acts, which makes him really human. And that brings me to my second point:

2. Oikawa is a really relatable character.

Many characters of this series are presented like geniuses who have an earthshaking amount of raw talent, and who are, as such, considered the future aces of their respective teams, because everyone can see from the beginning that they’re going to go really far.

Well, Oikawa isn’t amongst them, despite all I said about his incredible skills. Oikawa is, by no means, talented. Everything he does, every individual or collective victory he achieves, is thanks to his aforementioned hard work. He doesn’t have any particular inclination that make him the brightest of his generation, and yet, he sits amongst the brightest nonetheless, and at the same time manages to be looked up to by some of those geniuses (mainly by his underclassman and rival Kageyama Tobio, co-protagonist of this show), and even manages to sit undefeated on the throne for a very long time.

What appears to be an incredibly satisfying position, though, comes with consequences, because, as you might have noticed by now, Oikawa is far from being a perfect character. One of his biggest flaws is that he’s self-destructive.

And here the reader comes to learn the other, darker side of Oikawa’s character: his vulnerable and petty side, which only surfaces when he’s under extreme pressure.

Having grown up in an environment full of competition, he developed this (baseless imho, but indeed really relatable) insecurity that if he lets down his guard, one of his super-talented underclassmen will soon loom over him and outshine his own improvements, taking his place - those very achievements he’s fought so hard to accomplish, even going as far as subjecting himself to a career-threatening injury.

But still, even during his darkest moments (like when he almost punched Kageyama, who was something like 12 at the time, or like when he busted his knee while practicing his jump serve too much, overworking himself), everything Oikawa does, is with a clear goal in his mind: his purpose is that of bringing his team to Nationals. This, he swore, and he’s ready to do whatever it takes not to let his team down. Including pushing his own limits too much, until he finally breaks.

And here’s the one thing that makes me love his character so much: his determination. Faced with so much overwhelming talent from every side (first Shiratorizawa, now Karasuno, too - meaning, his two main opponents), the most human reaction would be that of giving up, right? He never managed to bring his team to victory against Shiratorizawa in years, so he may as well give up by now, right?

And yet, he never does. Not even when his team breaks down, when everyone else crumbles in tears when facing the ultimate demise, he allows himself the same luxury. Imagine how hard that would be, for someone who’s always valued his own worth by measuring himself up to someone else’s standards, imagine how crushing the realization of having failed not only himself, but his team too, would be. And yet, he doesn’t shatter. He doesn’t break down. Instead, he remains the one, solid pillar of his team. He’s the one who keeps them whole when they’re crying their hearts out, offering emotional support.

Has he gained your respect, yet? :D Because I could probably talk about him for hours!