Gotta post this idea before i forget about it

Cause i was thinking about in all the scenarios Marienette could be akumatized and the consequences of it. And i was thinking i have never seen a scenenario in which she succeeds.
What if Akuma!Marinette is the only one who finally manage to do what non other akuma before?

We are talking about Ladybug here. Marinette is the one akumatized sure but Ladybug as well and even if Chat can do a hell of a fight i cant see him winning, maybe because he will be to stunned to fight back or not focused enough (or maybe it was his fault everything is happening)

And finally it happens. Akuma!Marinette did it. She has the Cat Miraculous. Hawkmoth cant be more happy he finally have both Miraculous he can finally make his dream come true.

He asks for Marinette to bring the Miraculous back.

But she says no.

Hawkmoth is taken aback. Why is she not obeying him? He gave her the powers and the way to forget and stop feeling. She should have been grateful! She should have been bringing the Miraculous to him. So he tells her that. He threats her with the pain he can inflict to her since she is still her puppet.

But Marinette is not listening. She is looking curios at the ring and touching her earrings (black earrings because of the infection).

And Hawkmoth feels it. The idea what is forming in her head. He panics. He tries to remove the akuma from her.

But Akuma!Marinette is faster. And her thoughts are more dangerous and sharper.

She only thanks Hawkmoth for the help and he can have his butterfly back. And to the people, to Chat, Adrien, laying at her feet, looking frightened, to prepare themselves to the wrath of a god.

And she puts the ring on her finger.

Be careful what you order

Jikook, 1k, 100% crack but also 70% based on real life

In which Jungkook misunderstands a lot of things as usual.

A/N: Because date nights with @jikook-love tend to inspire things (also bc I’m just as embarrassing as Jeon omfg and she got to finally witness that then proceeded to respond “you’re so awkward” THANKS)

“Hi, welcome to Tea Palace! What can I get for you?” Jungkook tried not to sound too nervous. It was his first official day at work and although he’d been training for a week, he’d never had the chance to be at the cash register taking orders. His face was angled downward, ready to type in the order on the small screen beneath his fingers.

But what could possibly be difficult about taking orders anyway, right? He should be glad that all he had to do was listen to the order and type it in the machine. Oh and do some mental math occasionally, when the customer was paying by cash and needed change. But it still seemed much easier than the multitasking behind the counter, when he was trying to shove all the ingredients of the bubble teas together without something exploding.

“Can I get a hot three guys?”

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i will never understand the piece of shit level someone has to be at to say they’re glad joseph kavinsky is dead. like you’re glad someone committed suicide????????? wow ok and then you make US feel bad for being empathetic toward a mentally ill kid??? wow wow. wowwww

okay.   starter   call.

I hate this

I hate it I hate it I hate it

This is not working. It hasn’t been this bad in months. Once I finish this bottle of Prozac at the end of the week, I am swapping back to my old medication. This is not okay. I shouldn’t have to feel like this anymore. I need you guys to keep an eye on me, okay? My depression hasn’t been this bad in a long, long time.

If I start posting a lot of negative things, or a lot of things tailored to a particular disorder in one sitting, can one of you mention me in a post, or send me an ask, or message me a post about one of my special interests or fandoms or something? Or just to get me distracted? It’s okay if you don’t want to, or can’t. I don’t blame you for it at all. But, if you notice and feel like you can, a message about Pokemon or being mentioned in a positive post would go a really, really long way.

An Open Letter to Anyone Who Will Listen

Dear Students,

We complain about society… about the way it makes us feel, about prejudices, about unwritten rules, about things that have been instilled in us – but we are a product of the same society about which we complain. One of the most important elements which shapes this society is our school system, in which we spend at least 12 years – the years in which we are most impressionable and are learning about the world – of our lives.

We are a product of the school system. Our parents are products of the school system. The people in the government, who are the people that are supposed to be shaping that same school system that shapes us, are products of the school system. The same taught thought process cannot change the machine that is teaching that thought process. Someone has to stand up. Someone has to change.

Studying differs from learning. Unlike learning, studying has a bad connotation, because it connects to the way that we are taught in school. Facts, memorizing, conforming… What’s the point of knowing something when you don’t know how to use it? What’s the point of knowing the quadratic equation when you don’t know where else to apply it other than on the final exam? What’s the point of conforming if you were meant to be unique?

Nothing new ever comes out of repeating already known information. It’s about understanding that information and building on it. It’s about creating something new. It’s about moving forward. Don’t stagnate. Don’t know things just because you have to. Don’t study. Learn. Know things because you are curious, because this is the world in which you live and because it is full of new and exciting things. Create.

Standardized tests? Standardized essays? Rigid. Right and wrong. Black and white. Too many questions with too many definite answers. You get one thing ‘wrong’; you lose that many points. Your future is riding on a number of points on a computer screen. 5 paragraphs. A formula with which to write. This many quotes. That many words. That’s not enough. This is too much. You’re not enough. You’re too much.

Seven hours a day sitting at a desk, repeating things you don’t know the meaning of, the depth of which is unknown to you. The Universal Law of Gravitation isn’t just the Universal Law of Gravitation. It makes the world go round. It’s not just a formula and a definition written on a piece of paper. 6 CO2 + 6 H2O + light → C6H12O6 + 6 O2.But what does that mean? Is it not the reason why we breathe? An analysis on books, books that mean something, books that someone was trying to say something with? Foreshadowing, plot graphs, book reports, which part marks the end of the exposition? Apart from a made-up formula, shouldn’t there be a life lesson somewhere in there?

18 thousand dollars to continue our education? 18 thousand dollars for our ‘learning something’ to be worth something? Respect in the eyes of others? For what? For getting a piece of paper that supposedly makes us ready to tackle the world? A piece of paper that puts us in debt for the rest of our lives, which we’re supposed to spend living instead?

A writing degree? To teach me what? How to make my writing into a formula? How to make my writing more like some other person’s who is now considered ‘greater’, but was considered a failure in his/her time, because it was too new, too out-of-the-system, too radical, too creative? Is it not ironic? Is it not ironic that I am being taught to sound more like another person and less like myself, lose my voice, and follow the system?

Why is it that through the entirety of our so-called education we are not being educated, but instead being coached? Why is it that no one places any importance on creativity and art? Why is the quadratic formula more important than something drawn from the heart and on the spur of the moment? Why is it that thinking out of the box and doing something that doesn’t follow the status quo and rules of the system is punished and considered wrong? I am sure that no great creator created with the method of memorizing and not creating.

Someone has to change. And if it wasn’t them, the ones before us, it’s going to be us. Don’t give in. Don’t let it steal your creativity. Don’t let it stifle your voice. Don’t let it turn you into one of their many mindless robots. Be one of the few. Be one of the rare. Hold on tight to your uniqueness. Don’t let go of your color in a gray world. Tell people your ideas. Draw. Write. Question things around you. Be curious. Be true to yourself.  Fight against the system, because if it wasn’t them, it’s going to be us. Be the change this world needs. One by one, we will change it forever.

Don’t be a product of the school system.

Yours Truly,

A girl who refuses to give herself up

  • client's mom: i need a statement showing everything i've paid
  • me: no problem, i'll print that out for you
  • client's mom: ...this statement is incorrect
  • me: okay, well, that's all i have access to, you'll have to call our billing department to discuss payment issues
  • client's mom: because this isn't right. i've paid more than this.
  • me: you can definitely call and get help that way. all it's showing me on my screen is what's on your statement.
  • client's mom: i paid months ago. credit cards and cash.
  • my coworker: we have a whole other department who handles this for us. you can give them a call.
  • client's mom: finally fucking leaves me alone


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After being a k-pop fan for a while, you notice people have two types of biases:
1. The ones they wanna cuddle and drink hot cocoa with. Typically called “pure” and “angel.”
2. The ones they wanna fight to the death with. Typically called “disrespectful” and “greasy.”