dont change your mind

gentle reminder

it’s alright to have bad days, even as many as you had, even as many as you’re having - bad days are real and they’re valid and it’s, if nothing else, impossible never to have them; but please try your best to remember that good days will come soon

Each and every day, venture out into the world knowing that you are going to completely blow minds. Make an impact. Change the world, one step at a time.
—  Nicole Addison @thepowerwithin on Instagram

anonymous asked:

to that other anon. speaking from a media producing point of view, if they were going to make shiro/keith a thing, they wouldnt have given them a brotherly relationship. with same sex couples especially. showrunners are v cautious and make it at least somewhat clear that theyre going to end up together. dropping hints that they have some kind of romantic connection etc. they wouldnt encourage the anti-gay remarks made about gay people being perverts, by making a brotherly relationship romantic.

Hi anon! Personally, I have to say I disagree.

All of Team Voltron has been referred to as family. Fake Shiro outright says Keith views them all as family with his “We’re all a family” line, Hunk refers to all the paladins as “brothers” and Allura also refers to the paladins as her “new family.” By eliminating any ships related to found family, you eliminate all the ships between the paladins (and Allura).

I also do think there are lots of hints that their relationship is more so romantic, as I’ve gone over in lots of my meta before. In fact, out of every ship, I’d argue that sheith has the most basis in canon (at least, that’s how I see it). Things like “your friend desperately wants to see you,” sappily repeating each other’s lines upon reuniting, their intro, Keith’s insistence that Shiro really changed his life, Keith’s insecurities about losing Shiro and this notion that he would be all alone without him–these things strike me as distinctly romantic. I have two brothers, but nothing about Shiro and Keith’s relationship really feels brotherly to me.

And I think the fact that Keith and Shiro’s past is purposely hidden is very strange. It’s entirely possible that the way they met and their time together prekerberos will give people an entirely different impression about their dynamic. I also think it’s possible that Keith’s views of Shiro prekerberos–as well as his reaction to Shiro’s disappearance–may very well change a lot of people’s views on the nature of their relationship, which is why I think it was something that’s been obscured by the writers.

Had their relationship really been brotherly, I see no reason why they wouldn’t show Keith and Pidge bonding over losing a brother at Kerberos, and paralleling their story arc. The fact that the writers didn’t do that tells me Shiro and Keith’s dynamic was distinctly different–which is also why I think the staff supports sheith so much, because you can view their dynamic in more ways than just a brotherly context.

And I really do try to consider how people will react to representation, which is why I would want it to be sheith–I’ve talked a lot about how making Shiro lgbt would be groundbreaking in how it tackles stereotypes. But also, sheith is all about mutual love, understanding, implicit trust–they care for each other so much, ground one another, are always willing to throw away everything for each other. The fact that they’re willing to support each other no matter what really gets me; I think their relationship would be the most healthy.

And I mean, I’m bi. I could definitely relate to Keith seeing someone he used to think of as a close friend as something more–and being scared to outright admit that. For me, someone falling for a friend they’ve had a while doesn’t sound wrong at all, and seems more like a natural progression of character development. I would certainly like to see Keith and Shiro with someone we already know cares about them. 

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*shrugs* maybe people point out OP is a terf/terf-supporter because it can change the context (or rather, make it more clear) of the post, or maybe some people just really don’t want to interact with someone who supports people who are actively against them/hate them for who they are and I mean you can think whatever you want about that but dismissing them as childish/derailing is kinda naive

Im jumping on the lacelot bandwagon for a bit here but its more just lance centric.

So imagine lance meeting or perhaps getting kidnapped by lotor (obviously) and Lotor being nice to him and stuff, complimenting him, “Such a shame the others don’t realize the heart of the universe pilots the blue lion.” and just going on about how lance is special in one way or another. And at first Lance isnt stupid, he barks back things like “shut up, they know im special” or “i AM important to them.” etc. Even thougg he feels as if he’s lying a little in the back of his mind because he isnt sure if they even appreciate him. And so after countless times of arguing back Lotor decides to let Lance go but before he does he says “dont worry blue paladin, if you change your mind i will be here waiting for you to return so you dont have to live in their shadows anymore. I’ll make to give you all the love and appreciation you deserve when you arrive.” and that kind of makes lance think for a bit before he takes off to the castle ship.

Fast forward, he gets there and the first thing he hears is Keith yelling at him for disappearing in the midst of battle and a lecture from Shiro about why he needs to be more carful and alert. Hunk and pidge ask what happened to him. Lance is hurt that no one realized he was kidnapped after screaming into his mic for a minute or two before being silenced. Lance contemplates whether he should tell them about lotor but decides not to. He then gets called by allura who tells him to be more carful out in missions and that mistakes are crucial at the time and that he must try harder to be with the team. After that, he tries to help the team when they’re doing something. After another mission and another failed attempt to get his word into shiro, thay night he starts contemplating what Lotor had said to him before he was let go. After another few weeks of things as usual for him, his last straw was when Shiro told him to “stop being childish Lance, that plan might not work.” which was followed by silent stares. He ended up snapping at everyone. Which goes a bit like :
“OH IM THE ONE BEING CHILDISH?!? YOU NEVER LISTEN TO ME IN THE FIRST PLACE ANYWAYS, IM JUST TRYING TO HELP! LET ME HELP SHIRO!”

“Lance! dont talk to shiro that wa-”

“SHUT UP, JUST SHUT UP ALREADY KEITH, MR PERFECT PILOT, YOU DONT KNOW WHAT ITS LIKE TOBE IGNORED BY SHIRO SINCE HE’S ALWAYS LISTENING TO YOU! YOU DONT KNOW WHAT ITS LIKE TO TRY YOUR HARDEST ONLY TO BE SHUT DOWN BECAUSE NO ONE TAKES YOU SERIOUSLY! ”

“Woah okay dude chill ou-”

“DONT TELL ME TO CHILL OUT HUNK, YOU’RE NOT THE ONE WHO CRIES THEMSELVES TO SLEEP SOMETIMES BECAUSE THEY DON’T HAVE A TALENT LIKE YOU OR THE OTHERS. EVEN PIDGE CAN DO MORE THAN ME!”

And with that he walks out. Later that night he waits till everyones asleep and sneaks out and leaves in Blue, at first he doesn’t know where he wants to go so he just flies aimlessly in space before he stops and opens a wormhole. Once on the other side he spots the galras ship and when he lands in it he is greated by Lotor. With tears in his eyes he looks up at lotor before looking back down and closing them before buring his face in lotors neck. Lotors only words are “Welcome back, Blue Paladin, lets get you all settled in.” before lifting him up and carrying him to his quarters.

After a week without lance Shiro and Allura send a tracking signal for blue and pick it up on lotors ship. They prepare for battle and on the others ship they pick up the signal and track how far they are from them and prepare for battle aswell. Lotor made sure lance had no knowledge of the tracking and battle.

Finally the castle ship arrives and to the paladins surprise when they break into the ship, they are greeted with an armored lotor and galra soldiers and Lance by lotors side, holding him close. As the battle goes on lance manages to help capture the paladins. Allura and Coran manage to escape but lotor knows that they will be back for the others eventually. After they are captured lotor tells his guards to throw lance in there with them. As lance screams “i trusted you! why?” and kicks, lotor just grabs him by his face while hes being retained and says “did you really think i was being serious? Clearly i was only after the capturing of Voltron and its paladins.” to a teary eyed lance before he is dragged away to the cellars. Once thrown in he and the team make immense for now as time is crucial. (They make sure to rebuild their friendship and bonding later on properly) and make a plan to escape. Since Lance has been there longer they ask him how to get out with their lions. After finding the lions and getting ready to escape they find themselves stuck as lotor finds out and tries to stop them. After battling with galra soldiers and lance managing to injure lotor, they manage to escape through a wormhole allura had opened after she recieved their coordinates.

Back at the castle they use lances knowledge of the ship to try and find a way to defeat lotor, and each apologize to lance privately for ignoring him and all the things they did. Especially Keith and Shiro. Allura and Coran included apologized to lance as well. Although it may not solve anything fast, lance is happy that they apologized to him. And with that he knows that they’ll be able to build a stronger bond with time.

About mutsuki’s gender: psychological analysis.

I’m reading a lot about this topic since a couple of mounths, so I want to try to explain my theory about it (even if english, is not my first language and this kind of things are really specific, so please forgive my mistakes).

First of all, I’m pretty sure that Tooru has a terrible mental illness call  Dissociative identity disorder or  multiple personality disorder (MPD). What is this? Long story short, there are at  least two distinct and relatively enduring identities or dissociated personality states, inside the same person. The number of identities varies widely, but in my opinion  inside Tooru we have only two different ones:  Female Tooru and Male Tooru, that alternate their existence inside him/her. We have a strong personality (Fem) and a submissive (Male) one.

A DID symptoms is, for example,  the presence of two or more distinct personality states match with  the inability to recall personal information (expecially by the submissive personality, who is totaly cut off his own mind), beyond what is expected through normal forgetfulness. This could explain why he doesnt remember when she killed his all family or when he killed all during the academy period. This  particular for of lack of memory is  call dissociative amnesia.

These states alternately show in a person’s behavior are  draw it VERY WELL by Ishida, in my opinion. Think when she approchs herself to Aura in order to obtain his help. Or when she approchs  Kaneki in chapter 122. Otherwise, in the firsts chapters, the way he walk and be in touch with the rest of the team. He was goffy, shy, more masculine than the lasts chapters where her moving changes. (In particular in THAT scene with fake Haise. That was a seductress woman)
(Damn it’s really hard to explain with all those he/she in contrast. Sorry.)

People diagnosed with DID often report that they have experienced severe physical and sexual abuse, especially during early to mid-childhood, and as we know, she/he was abuse and rape by his father till the day she ripped him in pieces. And then she forgot the fact. As well as she/he forgot about killing all those cats during the academy.
It’s really sad as a mental desorder, because starts as an escape from a cruel reality.
In this new arc, Female Tooru win over Male Tooru. The causes are many: she felt alone, adbandoned by the only one man that she ever love or at least that shows a gentle behavior. Haise’s really love him, in a familiar way maybe not  a romantic one (even if I’m pretty sure that this poor soul will never have a real romantic sentiment for noboby in the future).  She changes a lot of team after QS, so she has a lack of stabily, that in QS before the Rose Case was the first family he ever had. Torso probably has raped her again, throw this poor baby into the nightmare again.

And she just can’t stand on it anymore, even if she hate to be a woman. She hate to be weak again and she really want to be a man and have Haise’s love bacause she never fell this way with anyone before.

For what concerns Urie,  I think that he is an hetero guy who has a big crush on Mutsuki from the moment he realise that he is a woman. I can’t blame Kuki neither, is brain elaborate that information because of his infatuation. He always try to save Mutsuki, he his really  attached to this companion, no matter if is a she or a he. 
Whatever, that is really sad because Mutsuki will never be what he need..

In the end, the result for me is that if you call Tooru a girl is not a big deal. Because in this moment, she probably is back to that part of life, the darkest one, when she was a woman. A really lonely little girl who deserves better. I cant blame this child, who only need help.

My point is that she doesnt feel like a guy in her BODY, but is a MENTAL state. She want to change her past, not what she is. I refer to her more than a fluid than a trans. BUT OBVIOUSLY IT’S JUST MY OPINION! I dont want to change your mind or make you understand that this is how things really goes. It’s just an intuition.

I feel so bad for her. Or for him that maybe will be never come back, like the best part of Tooru, the one he built himself was too weak for this world.  

The only thing I hope is to see HIM happy again, as he was in the past.

So, this is my analysis. Feel free to tell me what do you think about!
And sorry for all the mistakes I probably made, its like four and half in the morning but I really want to give my contribution ti this discussion! So please be nice and I’ll responde to all your observations!

I don’t wanna steal your freedom
I don’t wanna change your mind
I don’t have to make you love me
I just wanna take your time


I don’t wanna blow your phone up
I just wanna blow your mind
I don’t have to take your heart
I just wanna take your time

—  Sam Hunt
Dancing in the Downpour (Phil Lester)

A/N

Hello this is my first Phil Lester fanfiction, I really hope that you enjoy it and I am slowly making my way through the list of fics that I am looking forward to writing. This was really fun to write and I am actually really proud of this one do thank you for requesting it! Requests are always appreciated however if they take longer for me to get to them quickly its because I am busy and a bit lazy so apologies however i try to write them to the best of my abilities as quickly as I can as well :)

Requested by: crybaby-cries-alot

I hope you dont mind that i changed it a little to your request however I am proud of the way that it turned out and I hope that you like it too!

Words: 1,800+

-Emily

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its a warm Sunday morning and Phil and I have just woken up after a long good night sleep. It is Spring and we are currently still lying in bed the both of us too weary to get out of bed and prepare for the day, however at the rate that this is going it doesnt look like a lot will be happening in the near future. I peer to my right and see my beautiful boyfriend lying next to me awake, dreary, but awake. I continue to stare lovingly over at Phil and take in his features that are lit up by the orange tinge that illuminates our surroundings. His dark locks had been pushed back on top of his head giving him a dark ruffled quiff. Though it was early his eyes still sparkled in the light (that was mainly coming from the glare on his phone), clouds of grey and blue enticing me even more everytime I see them. Moreover, it was hard for me to get a proper glimpse at his eyes when he had his dark frames carefully balanced on the bridge of his nose that were enabling him to read and absorb his twitter feed. He was wearing plain black top that he accidentally ordered in multiple sizes too big for him, and Phil being Phil he couldnt be bothered to send it back, I suppress a chuckle as I think back to the memory of Phil putting on that top for the first time. The clothing had hung low around his neck, the sleeves and the bottom of the top as well.

“Y/N you should really try and make your staring less obvious.” Phil says not taking his eyes off of his phone however he was grinning in pride that he had been able to catch you in the act.

“I don’t know what you are talking about” I say trying to act innocent and brush off what he said. I turn my attention back to my phone hoping he would drop the subject. It must have been no more than 13 seconds afterwards when i felt the bed shuffling and the duvet was being pulled and tugged around all over the place.

“What on earth are you doing Phil?”

Phil didnt reply to me he just showed me when his head was placed on my stomach. He took a few more tries to get the position that he was comfortable in just right. His long legs that were being covered in his cookie monster pyjama trousers were dangling over the end of the bed.

“I have been with you for so long and I have that it is best to just not ask questions” I say laughing and shaking my head and my silly boyfriend.

“I love you Y/N” Phil had a wide grin spread across his face and was looking up at me with tired eyes.

“I love you too Phil”

There is a pause for a while where we both focus all our attention on our devices present until Phil chirps up.

“So what do you want to do today?” Phil asks

“I dont know, how about we go into London and get some lunch?”

“Sound good to me”

**Some time later**

We had eaten lunch at a small cafe that we had found in a small back alley in Islington and we were walking hand in hand through the street, we were surrounded by busy shoppers and commuters. When suddenly Phil stops in his tracks.

“Y/N, do you know what day it is today?”

“Yes Phil it is Thursday the 13th of Apr-”

I cut myself off and looked at Phil and he looked at me grinning, how had we not remembered.

“Its our 1 year anniversary and we completely forgot about it” Phil says trying to conceal his laughter.

It was typical that the two most forgetful and clumsy people ever had forgotten that it was a special day that marked one year that they had been together. it was at that moment when the pair of us were unable to contain our laughter for any longer and we stood there, in the street, on our one year anniversary and I was happy and content.

Phil suggested that we go on a small walk around a park that isnt too far from the flat, much to my protests about the the gloomy weather that was looming up ahead, however Phil persisted and we were now in a green park that was rather busy with families with their smaller children. You have to watch your step because of you are careless or not looking properly then you are risking kicking a small child. these factors are intensified when you are a 6ft 3 male who is also a massive clutz, i am constantly re directing phil and having to go “watch out” before he knocks an excitable toddler flying.

it is around 4:30 in the afternoon and me and Phil are now sitting on the swings of the park that earlier on in the day would have been infested with giddy young children. However, now in the early evening it had been inhabited by two lovesick grown up who were competing on how high they could swing on the swings.

The families have fled, I believe this is due to the fact that there is a daunting dirty grey cloud that is sneaking closer to us quicker than we both anticipated.

“Phil as much as I would love to sit here on the swings all day with you I do think that we should make our way home as I don’t fancy getting caught up in that rain that is getting closer to us” I tell Phil, however he doesnt seem to want to move.

“Let’s stay”

He catches a glimpse of the unimpressed look on my face

“Not for long though” 

he corrects himself and I nod in response thinking about how when we return home we will be soaked through our clothing. Phil grins, takes my hand with his large one and drags me over to the rather tall metal slide that remind me of days out to the park as a child.

I called it. Five minutes after I suggested we make our way home it starts to rain, this is not the sort of rain that would create a light pitter-patter sound on the roof that could be counted as somewhat relaxing, however this was the kind of rain that frustrates you and disturbs your television experience forcing you to turn it up over the trashing sound that can be heard a mile away. 

“Phil I told you it would rain and now look at us” I exclaim standing in a children’s play area in the middle of London at about 5 O’clock on the afternoon.

Phil doesn’t say a word just walk over to me with water dripping down his chiseled face, he brings his hands up to place them on my cheek brushing away some of the damp loose hairs as he does so. The tension builds as I wait for him to remove the space that was between us that felt like miles. We have kissed many times before but this one felt as though it was going to be different, it felt like all the emotions in our relationship were all going to be communicated through this one illuminating kiss.

Then he does it. the gap has been filled by the collision of our soft lips moulding together to create one. If feels like the first time we kissed again, who knew that two intimate body parts colliding could create such a rush of emotions and memories fill your body making you feel whole and pure. I was taken back to that night, that night on the sofa where Phil was desperate to kiss me however he was to nervous to make the first move, but when he did it I thought that that kiss would be the best kiss I have ever had in my life. It has been, until today, until now. It is similar to our first kiss however this one contains so much more passion, emotion and lust. This kiss communicated how much our love for eachother has grown and adapted to each others needs over time. That for me was special.

We pull away. then just as I think that the tender moment between us was over, the one that left me wondering if Phil was experiencing the same lust and emotions as I was had ended I notice that Phil has extended his palm to me as  a gesture for me to take it.

What was he doing? 

Phil noticed how hesitantly I have reacted and spoke up.

“Trust me Y/N”

And I do, I trust Phil with all my heart and I cant see me living in a world without Phil, and for that to be a figment of my imagination there needs to be trust.

I grab his strong hands that I trust with every inch of my body then instantaneously I am twirled around on the spot, I was shocked at the action from both parties.  it was unlike Phil to pursue such a vulnerable gesture however it was unlike myself to participate in the action itself. Embarrassment curses through my veins.

“Phil what are you doing people will see us?” I scold him, the embarrassment and lack of self esteem fuels through my body at an alarming rate. Only a minute ago I was relaxing my body into Phils delicate kiss now I am tense and ashamed about dancing in the rain where other members of the general public will see me.

“Who cares Y/N, its our anniversary live a little” Phil encourages me by pulling my soaked body closer to his chest and plays with my hands gently.

“I’m not too sure Phil, people will stare at us”

“So what if they stare they can stare all they like and even if people do stare I don’t think you have much to worry about considering the only people that I can see are currently leaving the park.”

 I turn and see that Phil was right I see a what I can only assume is a father who is pushing a pram at great speed whilst attempting to usher a couple of toddlers in the right direction and out of the downpour.

“Fuck it” I curse and grabs Phil’s hand and we dance together in the pouring rain, all our worries and cares had been washed away by the rain water and we are hear frolicking in a childs play area in a freezing shower of rain. As Phil spins me around again straight into a puddle I think for the second time today that I am happy and content where I am right now with who I am right now.

...the best Occlumence

“…he had learned control at last, learned to shut his mind to Voldemort”  (Harry) “Grief it seemed drove Voldemort out..though Dumbledore …..would have said that it was love”

Interesting part. Even though I believe Snape is a natural in Occlumency, maybe this is the true reason he is able to block his thoughts and tell lies even to the Dark Lord. He is in such deep grief for Lilys death and the loss of her, the Dark Lord is not able to penetrate too deep in his mind. And added to that not able to understand grief - or love. 

Because grief is just love with no place left to go. And Snape heart is filled with grief to the brim. If you are in such deep grief, all those petty sorrows of daily life dont matter any more. 

In the face of death you change your mind. And realize whats important and what not. Dont waste your time.

You guys don’t know idol culture if you really think JI can say no

you aphobic fucks need to step off asexuality is not inherently desexualizing or infantilizing (lmao ngl i dont even know if that’s a real word)? also aromanticism isnt dehumanizing or whatever you assholes think it is either god damn have you ever considered that maybe unlike you the acespec/arospec people making headcanons DON’T see those identities as something negative?