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asking best friend! taeyong for fashion advice

izzatipanda  asked:

Hey hey~~! I am hype for V route! How about you???ノ(・ω・)ノ

My soul disassembled from the moment I saw V with long hair and Unknown in a suit. This is the route we’ve been waiting for.

PSA: Don’t ‘ship’ idols and sexualise every thing two males do together if you don’t actually support the LGBTQ+ community. Don’t. You can’t have it both ways, you can’t use our sexuality as a means of entertainment and to get yourself off, but then turn round and not care about REAL people in these situations.

The amount of bullshit I’ve seen excusing what Jaebum said on Celebrity Bromance is fucking ridiculous. Here’s some words from an Actual LGBT Person: It was homophobic. There’s no misconstruing or people overreacting. Saying you would beat someone up for wanting to take a guy out somewhere is homophobic. I don’t care if he was nervous or it was a joke or you show me a picture of him holding hands with a guy once. It. Was. Homophobic.

If you excuse people’s comments as not serious or just jokes instead of actually calling people out just because you like them as singers, you are being homophobic too. Listen to actual LGBTQ+ people who are telling you this was wrong of him to say instead of taking it as just a part of his personality or his culture because you don’t want ‘drama’. There are real fans who must feel fucking heartbroken at someone they love using threatening language about LGBTQ+ people. It’s not people overreacting. It’s people hearing an idol say something that we hear time and time again out of the mouths of homphobes, and we have every right in the world to be upset and call him out.

If you shrug it off or actively defend him, you don’t support LGBTQ+ people and you can unfollow me right now, and take your shitty attitude and your love of fanfic with you. 


Craig gets asked who chooses his (amazingly colorful!) socks for him and he goes on one of his classic rants.

More Craigysocks here.

Grandmaster | Levin Sword

also the proud mama of this boy here

the familiar, destructive sound of things crashing and colliding. there was no other sound in the world.

he is hungry as the night, the halo of the streetlamps can’t mask all the shadows (under his eyes from nights he doesn’t sleep well. he wakes up clutching at the sheets and the sides of your face as if love’s own two lips were strong enough for this) (across his winter stained cheeks, pink with life and dull knowing it’s such a long walk home) (in between his jagged and shifting mouth, where the teeth gape open and swallow you whole, biting at your shoulder where one joint flows effortlessly into another) (don’t say anything. i know it. i know you do.)

—  odes to boys who know that they’re dying pt. 1 // l.b.