how can someone be so dumb

if cis women can bulk up and wear baggy pants and crop their hair short and go without makeup or shaving their pits/legs/anywhere else, co-opt traditionally ‘masculine’ behaviors, and still be viewed as women–even praised for how very feminist they are in doing so–then so can trans women. that’s it. end of.

and if cis men who love fashion and florals and pink, and wear dresses and makeup and love to bake, can be comfortable in their masculinity and praised as revolutionary for doing so, then–you guessed it–so can trans men. that’s it. end of.

not one single person on earth has any right to dictate how anyone else pilots their respective flesh suits. not one single person on earth has any right to claim someone is ‘faking’ their gender or performing a gender incorrectly when gender is arbitrary as hell as-is.

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It’s outrageous to me when I see people hate on someone because of their sexuality. I hate the intolerance. I hate the judgment. I hate it so much. Most of my favorite people in my life are gay. It’s something I’m super passionate about, because whenever I would see my friends get bullied, or my brother get hurt for his sexuality, I would become a raging lunatic. I would literally become a raging lunatic because I just can’t take it. When you see someone you love hurting, for such a superficial, bullshit reason, it’s like, how small and spiritually unenlightened and dumb as fuck can a person be? How much further can your head get up your ass that you’re actually judging someone as a person based on their sexuality before you even have a conversation with them?

Happy Pride Month!

OKAY BUT concept: Lazytown, but it’s meant for teenagers

Okay but- imagine how different Lazytown would be if it were meant for teens while STILL trying to be educational 

Like, it’s a few years into the future, and all the kids are now in middle or high school (depending on age. I like to think Ziggy 13, Stingy and Stephanie 14, and Trixie and Pixel 16) 

Of course, Sportacus, Robbie, and the other adults would all treat the children differently now that they are older. They are open to talk to the kids about more mature and serious topics 

The teens are a really confusing time to be going through, and I’m sure Sportacus would still be just as supportive and willing to save the day…he just does so in different ways now 

The show would cover and educate teens on  issues that teens might go through like 

*Ziggy being self-conscious about his weight to the point where he just- stops eating and Sportacus tells him that how his body FEELS is more important, rather than how it LOOKS (covering body positivity, eating disorders, showing that boys can have that problem too) 

*Stingy developing his very first crush on someone and becoming very clingy and possesive and needing to be taught that people are NOT like things and you can’t just CLAIM a person as yours (covering consent and healthy relationships) 

*Steph getting her period for the first time and she and the Mayor have no idea wtf is going on (cuz lbr, the mayor is kind of dumb) so Sport’s crystal beeps and they’re like “she’s bleeding!” and Sport knows what’s happening but doesn’t know what to do so they actually call Bessie for help. But after that, Sporto starts carrying pads/tampons along with him just in case cuz you gotta stick out for your friends 

*Given the amount of time Pixel spends with computers, I’m sure you can make at least one episode on internet safety with it. Pixel’s crush on Stephanie might be good material for episodes on teenage romance and healthy relationships too 

*Trixie maybe starting to realize that she’s “not like other girls” and doesn’t really pay much attention to boys like they do (covering sexuality) Perhaps she even likes Stephanie a little which could add the element of a love triangle

*Maybe in that same episode, Sport teaches them about gender and sexuality in general and he brings up non-binary gender and Robbie overhears and identifies it with himself, giving us a message that it’s never too late to come out or discover who you are 

*Imagine the drama of an episode where one of the kids gets their hands on a cigarette and Sport catches them just before they’re about to light it and for the very first time EVER, he’s visibly VERY ANGRY at and DISSAPOINTED in the kids, but it’s all out of a place of concern 

*Or an episode where Robbie slips Sport just ONE shot of alcohol in secret and given how sensitive his body is to just SUGAR, Sport instantly gets alcohol poisoning which leads to Robbie freaking out and probably asking the kids for help or something because not even sportscandy is fixing it (teaching kids to be careful around alcohol and also what to do if a friend happens to get sick) 

*Sport shown to actually be overwhelmed with worry about the safety of people in town every once in a while and having anxiety over it, and being confused because he goes outside a lot and eats healthy so WHY is it happening? And Robbie who also dealt with anxiety issues in the past actually telling him that sometimes, that’s not enough and how sometimes, medications and therapy may help (teaching that it’s okay to let people know you aren’t always ok, and that you shouldn’t hide it) 

And of course, Sport would STILL be promoting a healthy lifestyle in general. He’s the cool high school health teacher dad, who’ll talk to the kids about anything they want to know, from puberty to sex to crushes, anything. And Robbie has toned it down on the schemes a bit (since the kids are older and much less guillable now so there’s no point) and has warmed up to the kids a bit now that they are older. But, he’s still the lazy insomniac we know and love. Maybe sometimes, …Robbie might even be a better teacher in terms of MENTAL health than Sportacus even, given all the stuff that he himself has dealt with having 

…Not to mention, an older target audience opens up potential for Sportarobbie to actually be a thing? 

There’s just- so much potential that Lazytown could STILL have, even if it weren’t meant for younger kids

This is just- something that I really really want and like to think about 

EDIT: Some MORE ideas for you since I came up with more 

*Pixel’s crush on Steph just getting bigger and bigger but he has no idea how to talk to girls, so for whatever reason, he asks ROBBIE for advice on how to do that, who ends up bringing out Rottenella for him to practice on 

*That ends up being a bust given that Rottenella can’t talk, so he ends up asking TRIXIE to help him practice and even after realizing that the girl he has an eye on is Stephanie, …she helps him out anyway even if it hurts, because Stephanie and Pixel are her friends and she actually….sacrifices her own feelings for theirs 

*Sport is the one person that Trixie can talk to and vent to about her feelings for Steph, being the one guy she can trust, and then Sport totally hits us with the feels by being like “I understand what you’re going through….the person I like wants me out of town forever.” 

*Robbie going through one of his depressed states during the winter holidays (perhaps seasonal affective disorder? The episode covers depression) and isolating himself around Christmas because his self-esteem is in the gutter and he’s convinced that nobody wants him around, so he’ll spend the holidays alone, and Sport is just heartbroken and like “No, you’re very wrong, we WANT you to come be with us and we love you” and we finally get a translated performance of “Aleinn um Jolin” 

*Robbie reprogrammed Sugar-Pie to act like a normal dog, but one day he stops functioning  and is beyond repair and basically “passes away”, and everyone else is like “??? but it’s a robot, just make another.” But Sport reminds the kids that regardless, this was someone that Robbie was close to and that they should let  him grieve and be there for him (covering loss, death, and the stages of grief, which is something everyone goes through at some point) 

*Bessie becoming the unofficial mom that helps the girls out with the things that Sportacus and the Mayor might lack ability or knowledge to help in (like, bra shopping and shit like that because the idea of momma Busybody is just great, you guys) 

*Being the youngest, Ziggy is just entering high school and the older kids support him and help him get used to the transition from middle school 

*At least one episode with the trope where one of the boys is dealing with their voice cracking due to puberty (Stingy, because he would be the funniest) 

*There is still a Bing Bang at the end of each episode, but each one is different where sometimes, a different character sings it, or the music changes genres or parodies some sort of pop culture reference 

…You can make at least 12 episodes out of all this? That’s like, half a season right there 

ANOTHER EDIT: I’ve noticed how a big handful of you said that you fucking want this? Well, I’m not stopping you? Everyone, be my fucking guest if you wanna contribute to this in any sort of way. 

Actually…it might be kind of fun, making this into a sort of group project (collaborate on art, fics, etc) You guys can like, message me if that sounds cool

SKAM S04E07 Clip 6 - Fucking over your friends

VILDE: He’ll break up with me..

EVA: No, Vilde, he won’t.

VILDE: Yes, he will!

CHRIS: He won’t do that..

EVA: Vilde, there are some douchebags who have done this and it’s not your fault. Someone did this to you.

NOORA: It’s not your fault.

EVA: It’s going to be fine. You’re just very, very sad now.

SANA: What happened?

EVA: Someone made ellevillevillde 2 and posted lots of shit about Vilde. It’s really bad.

CHRIS: Yeah..

NOORA: Oh my God..

CHRIS: It’ll be fine.. Just..

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reasons why monsta x is ACTUALLY the best group to stan ever
  • they ruin their own self images, so u don’t have to worry about the fact that ur embarrassing because i can promise u, they are worse
  • they’re honestly basically in love with like all of their fans. like why would u need a man when u have shownu promising to marry u n stuff. or when minhyuk says you’re the prettiest girl (or boy, hey, mx don’t care) they’ve ever seen !!!!
  • they’re really including of all of their fans. like some other groups only care about girl fans, or about korean fans, or about some other specific type of fan ??? but like monsta x ???? they literally love everyone ?????????? like even ppl who aren’t their fans ????? like they’re the type to see u on the street decked out in some svt merch and still be like “wow she’s so pretty aw i like her sweater i love woozi” ????
  • they’re all super talented. like shownu’s dancing, kihyun’s voice, jooheon’s rap, hyungwon’s modeling,,,, like what can’t this group do ??
  • they all really love each other. they’re not like those groups where u KNOW that they all hate each other on the low. they may want u to think they hate each other sometimes (looking @ u,,, kihyun) but we all know they’re lying
  • honestly the monbebe fandom is so nice ??? so peaceful ?? drama ??? what is that ??/ we don’t know ??? the only drama we have is when other fans of other groups do something against us. but like other than that ???? where the drama @ ???
  • okay,, guys,, WONHO. THAT BOY. HE IS AN ANGEL. LOVE SHIN HOSEOK WITH ALL OF YOUR HEART EVEN IF U AREN’T A MONBEBE. this boy loves EVERYONE. like he LITERALLY SUPPORTS EVERYONE AND EVERYTHING. he has like 485975973287589375 pieces of “for a cause” clothing and jewelry. like he has this necklace against child abuse (i think it was) ??? he panted his pinky green for this charity type thing. like WHEN HAS YOUR FAVE EVER ?? like honestly i can’t think of anything wonho doesn’t support ?? gay marriage ? hell he’d marry a guy if he can cook 4 him. causes against domestic and child violence ?? sign him up !! he wants the world to be a happy and good place. wow. such an angel. wow i love hoseok. love hoseok trust me he will never hurt u.
  • they haven’t done anything dumb yet. like problematic. ya know what i mean. like they’re probably gonna do something that starts a scandal one day,, but like they try REALLY hard to make sure they don’t say things that could hurt ANY of their fans. like they don’t talk about race or get offended when they hear people think they’re gay or anything. the only thing they get offended at is cucumbers apparently ???? like honestly they’re angels ?? they care about us so much they try so hard to not screw up n hurt us. get u a man who ?? (or 7 of them,, i support that too ??)
  • they’re literally ?? so dumb ?? and so funny ?? like they argued over which greek goddess is goddess of victory,, LITERALLY for like 20 mins. they have no lives. their lives revolve around doing dumb things to make us laugh ?? like ?? they stopped caring about their image before they debuted ?? who cares ?? they don’t ?? lets ruin it ourselves ??
  • changkyun’s VERY strong urge to see wonho naked. why. i’m sure a lot of mbb won’t complain. but why changkyun. why are u trying tto give us a naked hoseok every single time we see u ??? what is ur motive ??
  • kihyun is really violent. like i don’t understand how someone who dresses in a hamster onsie regularly can be so angry ?? where does he store it ?? why is he so sinister ?? (or should i say why does he just do stuff to people and then laugh for like 2 months over it bc that’s all he really does. he gave minhyuk a cucumber once actually. he still laughs over it. like yoo kihyun are u 5 ??? why are u hurting minhyuk like this ?)
  • changkyun’s really bad puns. those r another reason to stan. trust me u hate it at first but eventually u can’t go a day without listening to him make some weird and oddly funny pun about a name or smth.
  • shownu. dad. honestly a real dad. like. throwback to every member calling him dad and reminding him to not forget the room key. honest dad figure. i wish hyunwoo was my dad.
  • minhyuk is really happy nd cute and honestly u could probably smile for like 3 hours just after looking at a picture of him smiling. he’s literally the definition of sunshine. we need more people like lee mihyuk in this world.
  • i ran out of thing to think of and it’s 2am but honestly stan monsta x ? like it’s so worth it ? they’re so caring and funny and loving and talented and like ??? the fandom is so including and amazing ?? like there isn’t even tension between k-fans and intl-fans ?? we literally all just love each other ?? like stanning monsta x is such an AMAZING thing like it cleanses ur soul from all the bad things in this world. i swear. it’s like actually confirmed. monsta x is so pure and wow. just stan those cute 7 little boys who dress up in animal onsies and dance to girl group songs just to make their fans smile and laugh

Why does no one ever talk about book!Eponine and how she’s a hyperactive, excitable, perfect mess? I mean, her first conversation with Marius is just, “Hey hi it’s nice to meet you your room is really cool and you’re kinda hot oh you have a crush on someone that sucks anyway that’s a really cool painting I see you found the letter my sister dropped wow my sister is so dumb seriously but I love her anyway yeah we send fake letters to people to get money cuz we’re poor did you know I can read I’m really good at it and I can write too do you want me to show you how pretty my writing is no well see you later then!” I’m all for cool, confident, punk Éponine, but I really wish I saw more of this side of her too.

blessedhunk  asked:

Oh my God please if you have any please present your pining!Lance headcanons

  • Lance gets flustered around Keith because of The Crush which makes him louder and more obnoxious, which then makes Keith get defensive and annoyed and 2+2=4 so here we are with the bickering, u know the drill
  • He makes a point to be more and more flirty every time they meet new aliens or save someone just so that Keith thinks he’s like this all the time and won’t be weirded out when Lance throws an arm around Keith’s shoulder and drops a dumb pickup line
    • Keith thinks he’s joking
    • Narrator: Lance was not joking
  • Lance refers to his crush on Keith as “the Plague” when he’s ranting about it to Hunk and Pidge
    • the rants usually consist of Lance saying how dumb Keith’s hair is and “who stands with their arms crossed all the time like what is that about like wow okay calm down Edgelord we get it you have a knife”
    • Hunk: can this still be considered a crush if all you talk about is the things you hate about him
  • Lance does not hate Keith’s hair
    • he has had daydreams about Keith laying his head on his lap and running his fingers through it and making small braids in it like he used to do for his sisters and nieces
  • He’s lowkey-highkey obsessed with the way Keith smells 
    • not in a creepy way but like a “Keith just walked by as Lance was taking a breath at the exact same moment and he smells spicy and minty but its soft and it’s really addictive” way
  • The first time Lance has a dream about Keith, he wakes up in a sweat and rips off his eye mask and lies there staring at the ceiling then scrunches his face up and grabs his pillow and tries to suffocate himself
  • Lance gets nervous training against Keith in the training room because watching how fluidly Keith moves and hearing him pant from the workout and watching his shirt get damp with sweat does Things to Lance’s stomach and his arms always get wibbly and the poles they train with sometimes just fall out of Lance’s hands when Keith pushes his bangs back off his forehead and wow how did that happen
  • The more time they spend together, the more comfortable Keith gets with Lance and their rapport becomes more jokes than just competitive challenges and there’s a night where they both end up in the main control room talking about the stories they know about the constellations they used to see back on Earth
    • Lance gets quiet because he gets that hollow ache in his chest again that he gets whenever he thinks about Earth and his family and Keith notices and gently bumps their shoulders together and says “hey, you get to name this one” and points out the big window
    • thats how they spend the rest of the night, naming constellations they’re passing and making up stories and shapes inside of them and eventually they both fall asleep with their heads on each other’s shoulders

Do NOT leave your little on read just for saying “k” she’s obviously being a huge brat cause that is who she is, it’s who we all are. But like, to basically punish and ignore her and leave her in read for an HOUR, is insane and not the correct form of punishment especially since she said it was on purpose and not accident or cause you were super busy. You did it out of spite to upset her. I know she loves you and when you do that to a little you basically make them feel unwanted, abandoned and so many unneeded feelings. I know when daddy leaves me on read it makes me super upset but he has reasons at time and never even does it for a punishment because that is not the correct way or form to go about something at all. Doms do this because it’s the lazy option. Instead of communicating they’re just going to absent themselves in some way from the relationship and their partner for some unspecified amount of time until they feel that their partner has “Learned their lesson.” And that is BULLSHIT. that is NEGLECT!!! you might not see it like that, but us littles do. We wear our fucking hearts on our sleeves for you guys. Leaving her on read isn’t right. It just doesn’t seem all that healthy to the individual experiencing it or conducive to the health of the relationship. So I ask “Why?” How can someone learn a lesson when you won’t tell them what they’re supposed to be learning in the first place? It just seems so immature, illogical, and silly. The sort of thing you’d expect from a high school girl who is overly fond of drama, not an adult. Certainly not from an adult who has claimed responsibility for the well-being of another person, a responsibility they’re abdicating by causing their partner mental turmoil. 


This is a post that I wrote to a friend’s daddy, I was asked to post it on this blog so that others can see. 🌺🌹 -Dumb Baby

You know I don’t think Jack knew he liked Ashi till this exact moment

“Why am I so nervous? Oh no oh no oh god no I like her.. I am not prepared for for this!!!!”

“Shitshitshit our hands touched what do I do?!?!?!??! I should say something I should say something come on brain make words happen.”

“Oh no stop talking. I’m making it sooooooo much worse. STOP TALKING!!!”

“Well I’m sweating worse than when I fought a legit army this is great. Is there a book on this? I feel like I should have been taught something. Well so long as I don’t talk again…”

“OH GOD WHY AM I TALKING AGAIN!?!?!”

“Ok ok I can do this we spoke before right? Yes yes we definitely did. Why is this so hard now?!?”

“Is it these uuuummmmm feelings I uh mmmmm does she like me too? I don’t know if i can handle that. Oh where is that figment of my mind to tell me what to do?”

“Oh thank god someone is trying to kill us. This I know how to deal with……should that concern me?”

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

  • Little Clark was really susceptible to childhood superstitions for some reason. He didn’t go under ladders, he did the salt over the shoulder thing, he did not fuck with that Bloody Mary shit like NOPE I’M OUT THIS SLUMBER PARTY IS CANCELED, LANA GET OUT OF MY HOUSE AND TAKE YOUR MURDER GHOSTS WITH YOU. He believes that he is over this as an adult but whenever his foot is about to fall on a crack in the sidewalk it actually stops like a half inch above the ground and hovers there. He does not notice he is doing this. No one notices, ever, because it is the weirdest subtle unconscious thing in the world. At least Martha’s back is safe?
  • I covered the picky eater thing in Christmas in Kansas but to be more specific his tastebuds are just really sensitive to certain chemical compounds? Not just in terms of things he won’t eat but also in terms of things that he expects to be there and he doesn’t really like foods that lack those things. Your two options to make him eat anything are to cover it in sugar, or cover it in garlic.
  • He goes through a lot of breathmints. Can you imagine if Superman saved someone and they were like “man i appreciate being alive but he had some really bad garlic breath”? He would be so horrified.
  • He has a ratty, fucked-up old shirt that he wears whenever he is making pasta with red sauce. Even Superman cannot stand against the ability of red sauce to end up on whatever you happen to be wearing. HE WAS SO CAREFUL THIS TIME, HOW DID A STAIN END UP ON HIS BACK THAT JUST MAKES NO SENSE. Clark Kent’s weaknesses: kryptonite, tomato stains.
  • His ability to perfectly imitate anyone’s voice was one of the first things to manifest themselves, but this wasn’t the kind of thing anyone noticed was weird. It definitely didn’t seem like a power. He was just a small child who could do a really good Kermit the Frog. He sang Rainbow Connection at a middle school talent show and all the moms cried.
  • He definitely has a playlist to cheer himself up and get pumped and it has Eye of the Tiger and You’re the Best on it. Probably also half the Top Gun soundtrack.
  • Clark Kent’s twitter is pretty standard snarky newsman except with more farming memes. No one can tell how ironic the farming memes are. They might not be ironic at all. Clark Kent might be really sincere, or he might just be so ironic that he has circled back around into sincerity. No one knows. He’s also really good at that thing where you retweet two things from a person that side-by-side reveal they are a dingus. I don’t know if there’s a word for that.
  • His Snapchat is all dogspotting, with occasional rare dance breaks. He’s a pretty good dancer since he found those YouTube tutorials. He does this thing with his hips that Lois finds deeply upsetting for reasons she cannot articulate.
  • Jimmy asked Clark how he got so fit once and Clark was like “uh, farming. farm. eyup.” But he kept pressing for deets and Clark ended up just telling him that he’d pulled a Milo of Croton??? He lifted a newborn calf over his head and then just did that every single day until he was lifting a cow over his head. Jimmy knows nothing about farming or cows or physical fitness and this seemed plausible enough to him.
  • He has a blog where he posts rejected articles and it is the wonkiest thing in the entire world because that is why they got rejected. Perry takes one look at these articles and is like “it will take more words than I want to pay you for just to explain the setup for this article and also there are five people total who care, in the world, including you”
  • He has to be really careful when he buys clothes because he needs to make sure that they aren’t too tight and he has full range of motion. He does not want to relive The Skinny Jeans Incident. Shirts that say ‘I flexed and the sleeves fell off’ are only funny until it happens to you, then they are just horrible reminders. Popped seams everywhere. There is no way to explain that without looking like a huge tool.
  • Even when Superman has a really shitty day he keeps it together until he gets home, but then he shuts the balcony door and peels off his costume and Clark does the Tina Belcher groan for like ten minutes while he takes a shower because he got covered in sewer mutant or space crab or god knows and UUUUUUUUUUGH. Fortunately the nice older lady in the apartment next door always seems to know when he has had a shitty day and she brings him pie.
  • She can hear his melodramatic bullshit from over at her place, that’s how she knows. They share a bathroom wall and it practically echoes. If she times it right he will answer the door before he has put a shirt on because he doesn’t want to leave her waiting in the hall. She does not know what his day job is and it definitely does not occur to her that he is Superman because her primary interaction with him is that he acts like a whiny bitch and she brings him pie so she can ogle him. She is a simple woman who enjoys life’s simple pleasures.
  • The Kryptonian language is really complicated in terms of tonality, context, word order, musicality, etc, and the written language reflects that. Things like the order things are in, how things overlap, colors, etc, are all important. So basically I really like the idea of his symbol being one that represents his family name and says that he is of the House of El. It’s really just basically his last name.
  • If Starfleet gets to have replicators then Krypton gets to have replicators and Jor-El definitely stuck one in the ship so his son would have, you know, food and clothing. But only Kryptonians can use their tech because they’re who the neural interface is designed for so whoops they got real lucky that Kryptonian babies love milk from Earth goats. Clark only started using the replicator later but it only knows how to make Kryptonian things and only some of those are useful to him.
  • Okay so here is where I tie those last two bullet points into something fucking dumb that you will take out of my cold dead hands: Clark got the costume out of the replicator. It didn’t necessarily understand what he wanted though? Like, the concept of a costume didn’t really translate, but it got the idea that he wanted an active uniform, so that is what it made. It’s brightly colored and has his last name on the front. Clark is wearing a Kryptonian football jersey is what I’m getting at. Later Kara will be VERY confused by this. Imagine ending up on an alien planet and meeting your cousin and he’s been fighting crime dressed like a quarterback.
  • Most telepathy does not work because different neural patterns. Diana can only manage it if she uses her lariat and even then it’s like trying to lasso a freight train that does not stop. It’s extremely disorienting. J'onn has just accepted that Superman can hear him but he’s not going to get anything back. It’s like the psychic equivalent of a dial tone for him. He’s trying to call his bro but their family has dialup. He tries not to fuck with it because he doesn’t want to poke around in Superman’s head blind and break something.
  • Clark can’t type with super speed because he’ll break the keyboard and the computer can’t keep up. Instead he uses shorthand along with a custom set of AutoHotKey macros and it is honestly infuriating how fast he can get things written with this setup. But also if he doesn’t have AutoHotKey on whatever he’s typing with then sometimes Lois will get an email like: ll] dyk f pw mde a dec wrt t $l stry? ]ck
  • A woman was told by her therapist to try talking to at least one person once a week but she decided to cheat by just talking to her empty apartment under the guise of telling Superman about her day because lol he can hear everything allegedly so this definitely counts and is what the doctor was going for with this. When she has to go to the hospital for a medical emergency she comes home and there is a note on her counter wherein Superman explains that he was worried because he hadn’t heard from her in a while, so he swung by to check on her. When he found out what happened he watered her plants and fed her goldfish and also that cat that he thought might be hers (she does not have a cat). She is completely mortified because she was just being full of shit she did not actually believe he could hear her oh god what all did she even say and whose cat is this???
  • Look if you are in Metropolis and you loudly say HEY SUPERMAN there is a very good chance he will hear it even if he doesn’t mean to. He is not trying to eavesdrop, that’s just what happens when you yell someone’s name in earshot.
  • He doesn’t wear the costume under his clothes because you may have noticed a running theme here where the universe is conspiring to ruin his clothes and leave him running around shirtless all the time. I mean thank god for the rest of us but he would rather not risk someone spilling their drink all over him somehow and suddenly his shirt is transparent and you can see the big S. It’s bad enough when it happens under ordinary circumstances. How often can one man get drinks spilled all over him? You would be shocked. Shocked. His eyes are up here, Lois.

I had a horrible argument today, and I’m going to talk about it here because I need to discuss this with other trauma victims.

I don’t really understand how we even got to this topic, but my roommate started arguing that victims of abuse who are mostly trapped and coerced into staying with their abusers, actually want whatever is happening to them, and they’re equally guilty for everything that happens in that place. According to them, if the victims didn’t escape, they are compliant and they shouldn’t be helped at all, after all they don’t really “want” to escape their abusers, and they’ll come back as soon as they can, so why should anyone care what happens to them? And then this escalated into them screaming at me that it’s stupid to care and that they would long escape any such situation, and wouldn’t put themselves in such situation in the first place, and when I voiced sarcastically that I’m sorry I ever expected them to care, they screamed at me that I’m not doing anything to help them either so I should shut the fuck up.

I couldn’t exactly tell them about what I’m doing because I don’t want to use something like that as an argument that I’m better than anyone else, nor should one be deeply involved into activism for trauma victims in order to defend their interests and lives, because what this person said was aimed directly at victim’s lives.

I tried to explain to them that one of the major reasons why victims can’t just up and leave is due to their survival instincts, because you can’t do something that will so obviously get you killed. There are so many victims who are in biggest danger after they escape, because that is when their abuser kills them. (they replied “i don’t care!!” to this argument). I tried to explain to them that putting their own lives on the line, escaping to live on the street where they will very likely get humiliated, assaulted, starve or succumb to illness and die, is most often not an option because it’s like stepping into death, there are people who survive this, and those who don’t, and nobody can willingly just put their life on the line like that, because their survival instincts wont allow it. However this person denied any such thing and insisted that they knew someone who survived on the street for few months so it’s possible.

I didn’t think it would even do anything to try to explain the psychological damage abusers can inflict on victims, how deeply abusers can convince victims that they can’t survive on their own, that escape is equal to death, how overwhelming the guilt can be at the mere thought of escaping, how much sabotage goes on and how much abusers make sure that the escape is next to impossible, it’s not like abusers are dumb and don’t make sure victims have next to no chance of escape, they make sure police would bring them back, that their family and friends would betray them, that it’s only matter of time before they’re found and dragged back, there are just so many reasons why escaping abusers is life threatening and insanely dangerous thing to do and I would never in my dreams try to convince victims that they have to subject themselves to that if they want to deserve to not be blamed for everything.

In conclusion, this person didn’t care about trauma victims living or dying, they just cared about judging them, blaming them, putting all the responsibility on victims so they wouldn’t ever feel responsible for helping or even feeling empathy towards them. Of course someone who was never in abusive situation can have no idea what it is to face abuse and to have to escape to save life, (i tried to use this too to which they spat at me that i don’t know either… even tho.. i did escape… so.. i … know)

I can’t describe how much this kills me, because when I was still there, when I was still abused, it was people telling me this kind of thing that made it so much harder for me to escape. They made it clear that nobody, not any person in outside world cares if I make it out alive or not. Just like my abuser convinced me. They were blaming me for everything done to me, just like my abusers did, they were acting like I’m somehow compliant just because I couldn’t ignore my survival instincts and put myself on the street where I felt I would die, like I wasn’t strong enough or good enough to deserve to be alive unless I do that. Those people made it clear that when I do escape, I’m escaping into the world that will hate me, into the world that will always readily excuse and defend my abuser, and always put all of the blame on me. It made me miserable. It made me wonder if it’s even worth escaping if the world is going to be like that towards me until the end of my life.

I wasn’t asking for any help, because it became very obvious that people will rather tell you that you deserve every bit of suffering and abuse you’ve been thru rather than help you, but to go this far out of your way to demonize and even more deeply traumatize victims, there is just no excuse for that.

I used to believe this happens because people who are not trapped into abuse just don’t like the idea of themselves being trapped like this, so they convince themselves that this would never happen to them and they would escape just like that, because it’s extremely uncomfortable to realize that it could happen to them, and no, they wouldn’t be able to just up and leave either, they would have to defend their own lives with all they’ve got, even if it means trauma bonding to abuser, even if it means loving the abuser, even if it means staying to avoid death. But would a person go this far just to avoid uncomfortable truth? This is pure hatred towards victims, and I know this is the default view of society, not just of this one person, this is what most people believe, and while struggling with abuse this is what I heard from most of the people I talked to.

I don’t know if I can do anything with my activism, but if I could do one valuable thing, it would be to end this societal victim blaming. Abuse isn’t a problem of an individual, it’s a social problem, and victims not only aren’t at fault, they need and deserve full support and help in escape, those people are in fucking danger, they haven’t harmed anyone, they haven’t done any crimes, their lives are at stake, what on earth makes us as a society unwilling to help them?! And so ready to demonize them?! I don’t know if abusers managed to spread the ideas that victims must really want abuse, or is it just because it’s easy and convenient to blame victims, but it needs to stop. If you don’t want to help us, fine, but stop wishing death on us, stop blaming us for things we haven’t done, stop making it so fucking damn easy for abusers to keep abusing us and blaming us, stop standing up for them and working with them and on their side, what the fuck kind of society is this. Stop siding with abusers.

(also if you can think of something to comment on this pls do I need someone to talk about this with)

baekhyun imitating the different type of fan screams in different tones omg

anonymous asked:

i really love that post you made about what katara would gain from being with zuko instead of a/ang. i was wondering if you could do one about what zuko would gain from being with katara instead of m@i and do it in a similar structure, directly constrasting between the two relationships?

What Zuko would gain from Zutara


Zuko would gain a partner he can confide in:

Katara: Are you okay?
Zuko: No, I’m not okay. My Uncle hates me, I know it. He loved me and supported me in every way he could and I still turned against him. How can I even face him?
Katara: Zuko, you’re sorry for what you did, right?
Zuko: More sorry than I’ve been about anything in my entire life.
Katara: Then he’ll forgive you. He will.

Rather than someone who shuts him out.

Zuko: I’ve got a lot on my mind. It’s been so long. Over three years since I was home. I wonder what’s changed. I wonder how I’ve changed.
Mαi: (yawns) I just asked if you were cold. I didn’t ask for your whole life story.

Someone who tries to heal his pain:

Zuko: I used to think this scar marked me. The mark of the banished prince, cursed to chase the Avatar forever. But lately, I’ve realized I’m free to determine my own destiny, even if I’ll never be free of my mark.

Katara: Maybe you could be free of it.

Instead of someone who avoids it.

Mαi: Zuko, it’s just a dumb meeting. Who cares?

Zuko: I don’t.
Mai: Well good. You shouldn’t. Why would you even want to go? Just think about how things went to the last war meeting you went to.

Someone who has faith in his judgment:

Katara: What are you doing? She’s playing you. She knows she can’t take us both so she is trying to separate us.

Zuko: I know. But I can take her this time.
Katara: But even you admitted to your Uncle that you would need help facing Azula.
Zuko: There’s something off about her, I can’t explain it but she’s slipping. And this way, no one else has to get hurt.
Katara: [nods]

Rather than someone who distrusts him at the first opportunity.

Someone who shares his friends:

Katara: Get over here, Zuko! Being part of the group means being part of group hugs.

Instead of bashing them behind their backs for no reason.

Someone who gets her hands dirty:

Toph: You guys need some help?

Katara: Toph, help me plug up this drain!

Rather than someone who refuses to.

Mαi: Ughh, disgusting!

Ty Lee: Come on, you heard Azula.We have to follow them.
Mai: She can shoot all the lightning she wants at me, I am not going in that wall sludge juice.

Someone who puts her feelings aside for the greater good:

Aang: Katara?

Katara: I’ll go along with whatever you think is right.

Rather than putting the greater good aside for her feelings.


Someone who would be an amazing mom:

Instead of a terrible one.

Someone who makes imprisonment better:

Instead of worse.

Someone with strong convictions:

Katara: Earthbenders! You don’t know me, but I know of you. Every child of my water tribe village was rocked to sleep with stories of the brave Earth Kingdom and the courageous earthbenders who guard its borders.  Some of you may think that the Fire Nation has made you powerless. Yes, they have taken away your ability to bend, but they can’t take away your courage and it is your courage they should truly fear! Because it runs deeper than any mine you’ve been forced to dig, any ocean that keeps you far from home. It is the strength of your hearts that make you who you are, hearts that will remain unbroken when all rock and stone has eroded away. The time to fight back is now! I can tell you the Avatar has returned! So remember your courage, earthbenders, let us fight for our freedom!

As opposed to none.

Mαi: I don’t believe in auras.
Zuko: Yeah, you don’t believe in anything.
Mαi: Oh, well, I’m sorry I can’t be as high-strung and crazy as the rest of you.

Someone who helps Zuko’s family:

Zuko: Get away from us!
Katara: Zuko, I can help!

Instead of endangering them.

Someone who flings ice daggers at the guy who betrayed her …

… Instead of the guy she is dating.

Someone who stands up for the powerless:

Katara: No. I will never, ever, ever turn my back on people who need me!

As opposed to abusing them.

Mαi: You know what will make you feel better? Ordering some servants around! I might be hungry for a whole tray of fruit tarts! And maybe a little palanquin ride around town… Double time!

Someone who apologizes for her mistakes:

Katara: I’m sorry I yelled at you before.
Zuko: It doesn’t matter.
Katara: It’s just that for so long now, whenever I would imagine the face of the enemy, it was your face.
Zuko: My face. I see.
Katara: No, no, that’s not what I meant.

Rather than turning her mistakes back on him.

And who gives everything she has to a relationship …

… instead of only taking.

He would gain someone who has his back:

Rather than someone who stabs it.

Especially when he’s done everything he can for her.

Most of all, he would gain a partner who appreciates his efforts:

Katara: But I am ready to forgive you.

Katara: I think I’m the one who should be thanking you.

Rather than someone who never appreciates anything about him, ever.

Mαi: Orange is such an awful color.

Mαi: Why would I want that?

Mαi: Thanks. This is really … refreshing.

And who doesn’t have to threaten him to stay with her.

Mαi: But don’t ever break up with me again.

the slut and the falcon(s) - Jughead Jones and Archie Andrews

little disclaimer:


this is for @mrsjugheadjonesthethird ’s writing contest! i really like their work and stuff and i also kind of really wanna get noticed with my own work, and what better way than to do this? even if i probably will not win, it’s worth a shot


prompt: ‘fuckin’ veronica, man, always listening in on archie and jug’s conversations.’

word count: 3,152


another little disclaimer: jughead still goes to Riverdale, and he’s in the Southside Serpents


warnings: swearing, A LOT OF SIN, like dominant ass fucking archie and jughead, some drug use (just weed), a threesome with archie and jughead, spoilers! etc. (and some vague jealous jughead)


and, god.. this has.. daddykink.. i’m such a slut..


AND LOWKEY, ARCHIE IS A VOYEUR


I HATE MYSELF


-


It’s quite early to be having full fledged conversations, especially at Riverdale High. It’s supposed to be all zen and whatever, and yet, it is seemingly the complete opposite of zen. Especially when you grab your notebook and your folder and close your locker, only to be faced by nobody other than Veronica Lodge, her face glowing with excitement, and you think, how can someone possibly be this jovial at seven in the morning? “Yes?” You greet her anyway, yawning.


“Alright. So I’m walking down the West wing, right? And of course, I see this bitch Cheryl, and she’s talking to me about the dumb River Vixens and I’m like half paying attention. It’s right near her locker and Archie and Jughead are standing there talking about something but I can’t tell what, right? So I switch spots with Cheryl and she keeps babbling on about something irrelevant, and then I hear Archie talking about how they both think you’re hot and I’m like ‘woah’, and Jughead is like talking to him about all of the shit he would do to you if you were together. It honestly was hot as fuck. So Jughead’s going on about how he wants to fuck you -”


You stopped her right there.


The Jughead Jones wanted to do that with you? You, the co-captain of the River Vixens? Southside Serpents Jughead Jones? The once passive aggressive but is now a complete bad boy Jughead Jones? That one? Fuck Archie, man, that was all Betty’s. But Jug? It couldn’t be. “I feel as if this story is fake..” You chuckle and cock a brow at her. “But it was a good laugh. You got me.”


“Then tell me, (Y/N), if I was joking, why would Jughead be eyeing the fuck out of your ass in that skirt right now?”


You widened your eyes and whipped your head around, and sure enough, Jughead is slumped up against the lockers with a cigarette inbetween his white teeth, smoke flowing out through his puffy, perfect lips. Immediately, you turn red, your heart literally dropping into your stomach. He notices you staring at him and he quickly takes another drag of his ‘cancer stick’, before walking off, completely unashamed.


You had always been a good girl. Perfect grades, perfect attendance, perfect record, perfect life, in a nutshell. You had known Jughead, since, what, last year, maybe? The beginning of this year? Point is, mama always told you not to be with his type. But ever since you’d met this particular boy, you could not stop thinking about him. He was so intriguing and your heart throbbed whenever you saw him.


And sure, you had hung out, but it was mostly at Pop’s, which isn’t even a one on one thing. It involves you, him, Veronica, Betty, Archie, and maybe Kevin. Every sincle time you would be around him things would seem different.


Jughead was another story. He was sent to juvie at the mere age of ten for trying to burn his elementary school down, which was, in fact, false. He was bullied severely by assholes like Jason Blossom, and basically, the entire football team, the only exception being Archie. He’s never had a birthday party because he claims his family makes it this arbitrary day and they pretend to act like everything’s okay, when really, they are not. It made him lonely. His mother moved away with his sister, Jellybean, and he was sent to a foster family on the Southside, - his father, FP Jones, is in jail for covering up the murder of Jason Blossom - and god knows why he still makes the effort to come to Riverdale everyday. All in all, he’s lived a fucked up life. Inside, you knew there was a huge teddy bear that honestly needed a hug, but on the outside, all that really called to you was his image. He was so hot and you hated yourself for thinking so.


“Hey - (Y/N)? Earth to (Y/N)!” Veronica was snapping in your face, and it took moments for you to realize what was going on, and that the bell had just rung. Jughead had dissapeared, and you were left with confusion, and slightly damp panties, but it was alright. Shit happens.


You shook your head and nodded quickly, looking over at her. “Sorry! I’ve got to go to class, Vee. I’ll catch you later?” Before she could reply you rushed off to your first period class, which was Social Studies - you had it with Jughead, that you knew.


-


Social Studies is an actual nightmare.


It starts off with Jughead sitting right next to you this time. Your teacher is neglectful enough to not care, and while teaching, Jughead keeps biting his lip and eyeing your thighs, which are not covered by anything but the cloth of your cheer uniform’s skirt. You’re trying hard to pay attention, taking notes and tapping your foot on the ground.


The thing about these desks that you’re in right now is that they are close, and all the way in the back of the room. So, inevitably, Jughead’s gonna do what he wants to you, as long as you’re okay with it. About halfway through the class, there’s a note passed to you, and you open it.


‘archie told me to do this to you. -j’


You’re even more confused, but before you can speak, Jughead’s hand is on your thigh.


Your fucking thigh.


You tense up immediately and widen your eyes, covering your mouth in order to contain a gasp. Oh my god, this is really happening. It’s really fucking happening, in the middle of Social Studies, at exactly 7:34 in the morning. Jughead’s hand is squeezing, rubbing, massaging at your skin. His hand grazes your panties and you look down, grabbing his wrist in a quick but gentle motion.


'not here. are you insane?’ Says the note that you pass back to him.


Jughead just smirks and pulls his hand away after reading it, clearing his throat.


-


At Lunch, it’s you, Archie, Betty, Veronica, Kevin, and Jughead. You’ve made the stupid mistake to sit next to him, and Veronica is smirking at you from across the table. It’s all so tense.


You continue to think about what happened in Social Studies and get quite squirmish in your seat, Veronica glaring at you with a knowing look on her face. “Is there something wrong, (Y/N)?” She asks, raising her brows at Jughead, who was locked into his laptop, fingers typing away, completely ignoring the discarded lunch beside him.


“Huh?” You snap out of your Jughead filled trance, and boy, was it a good trance. “Oh.. no! No, nothing’s wrong. Just thinking about that big Social Studies test coming up.”


“Is that the only thing coming in Social Studies?” Veronica purrs, causing Jughead to look up at her, his face turning pink, completely throwing his bad boy aura off.


“Veronica!” You gasp, your eyes widening with surprise. “Wh - How do you even know about that?” You break into a whisper, leaning over the table to talk to her better without anyone hearing.


“Jug told me, he figured out that I listened in on he and Archie’s convo, and he practically spilled out every naughty, sinful thing he’s ever wanted to do to you. It was quite hot, actually. You’re lucky.” She gushed, flashing a smile to Archie, who was invested in Betty at the moment, apologizing to her for some unknown reason.


You shook your head and sat back, continuing lunch in a calm silence, your thoughts filled with images of Jughead.


-


After school lets out, you and the rest of your group head out to Pop’s, an annual tradition for the five of you. You’re sitting next to Jughead, across from Archie, Betty, and Veronica.


Betty has her head turned with annoyance, and Archie has yet to redeem himself for whatever he’s done. Veronica is sipping lightly at a double chocolate milkshake, and Jughead is still stuck in his god damn laptop.


It’s really not fair, the way he can look so gorgeous while being nonchalant. It makes you tingle, and you still can’t believe that he wants you.


There are a couple of jocks at the table next to yours, and they’re whistling at you, calling your name and shit like that, and Jughead notices this. He grunts and immediately sets his hand on your thigh, which is visible to everyone. You squeak and smile at them, turning to Jughead. “Right now?” You whisper.


He doesn’t say anything and watches the boys leave, scowling at him and rolling their eyes. You shrug, laying back and closing your eyes.


After a few minutes of calming down, you feel a hand back on your thigh, which surprises you, causing you to open your eyes.


You soon realize that it’s Jug again, your breath hitching. Betty asks you what’s wrong, and you just shake your head, knowing about her tragic, inevitable crush on Jughead, closing your eyes once more.


Jughead chuckles quietly and lets his hand travel up into your skirt, squeezing at your skin gently. His fingers trace shapes into your hipbone and you try your hardest not to make any noise. He’s not making anything noticeable, just typing more paragraphs into whatever he was writing with one hand.


You tried so fucking hard not to do anything. And this is just the beginning. Jughead’s hand is in your panties now and beginning to explore what’s underneath, his fingers moving in a way that has you feeling like you want to melt.


Betty and Veronica don’t notice, but Archie does.


His facial expression turns from regretful to interested in a minute, and you see this, because you’ve opened your eyes yet again, laying your head on Jughead’s shoulder and nuzzling it, thighs clenching around his hand.


“You know, Jug,” Archie begins to say, “I don’t think (Y/N) is feeling too good. Should we take her home, or?”


“I think that’s a great idea,” Jughead replies quickly, his hand immediately slipping out of your underwear, causing you to sigh with frustration. “Betty, Veronica, you wouldn’t mind. Would you?”


“Well, yes -” Betty starts.


“No! Not at all!” Veronica then quickly interrupts her, nudging her side and letting the three of you escape the tiny booth. “Have fun. Feel better, (Y/N). Text me later.”


Betty growls with discontent and rolls her eyes, sitting back with her arms crossed, and you can practically feel how angry she is.


You fake a cough and let the boys take you by each arm, their grips firm and wanting.


You shiver.


Fuck.


-


(okay i cannot wait for the sin anymore, we’re getting right to it. listen to Believer by Imagine Dragons if you really wanna get the vibe)


It starts off with them taking you home, slamming the door and escorting you to your room, to where Archie locked the door, and Jughead picked you up, pinning you to the wall.


You cried out when Archie began sliding your skirt down, getting to his knees and kissing at your thighs, while Jughead was working on giving you hickeys on your neck and collarbone, his thumb rubbing your chin. Your toes curled and you whimpered, gasping occasionally.


“Oh, fuck, I - I -”


“You what?” Jughead huffed, flipping your shirt off. “Get on the bed. Go.”


Strangely, the urge to obey him overcame you. Archie finished taking the rest of your clothes off, not bothering to tease you. You jumped onto the bed and layed down, Archie removing his shirt.


Jughead licked his lips and grabbed your hips, dragging you over to him. “Arch, do whatever you want.”


Archie did just that, leaning down and licking a stripe up your aching cunt, releasing a much needed moan from you. He smirked at the reaction, beginning to eat you out, while Jughead kissed at your chest, taking one of your rosy buds into his mouth and sucking.


“Ngh -”


And something in you just snapped, your submissive side coming into play so quick into the moment.


“Daddy, Daddy -” You whimper, squirming underneath the both of them.


They both stopped, Jughead’s eyebrows raising as he pulled away from you, his hand roughly grabbing your chin, thumb slowly grazing over your lower lip. “What was that, slut?”


“Daddy,” You gasp out. “Please, I need more.”


“Oh, this is fucking precious. Captain of the River Vixens, innocent, Miss Perfect, has a daddy kink? Who would’ve fuckin’ thought?” He replies, feeling himself harden even more.


Archie chuckled and went back to what he was doing, smacking your thigh and sliding two fingers into you.


“God, I bet you love to get fucked. Hm?” Jughead continued, curling his hand around your throat lightly. “Tell me. Tell me you love to get fucked.”


“I love to get fucked,” You sob out, your hole clenching around Archie’s fingers, which spread out so he could add his tongue into the mix. “I l - love to get fucked, Daddy, please..”


This is the most fun Jughead has had in a while. He’s grinning, fucking enjoying how submissive you are in this moment. It’s amazing and he knows that you’re all his, partially Archie’s. This is a great opportunity to do everything he’s ever wanted to you. “Yeah?” He leaves his thoughts. “Do you want Daddy to fuck you?”


“Yes!” You felt your eyes start to well up with tears, legs spread for whatever would come your way. “Please!”


Jughead unbuckled his belt and set it down on the bed, slowly taking his jeans off, revealing his very satisfying bulge in his boxers, his shirt coming off as well. You noticed that his body had many bruises and scars but didn’t ask, because aside from that, he was fit, and not ugly at all.


Archie whispered something to him and they switched places, Jughead grabbing his jeans for a moment and pulling a condom out - he had come prepared. He lined himself up after sliding it on, teasing himself at your entrance.


You whimpered and felt Archie bite at your collarbones, which made you melt in all the right ways, completely vulnerable in his touch. Jughead began to slowly push in, causing you to gasp and throw your head back. “Oh - Daddy!”


“Good girl..” He purred quietly, spiraling his hips again, getting himself prepared before all but slamming into you, not waiting to go slow.


You felt literal tears rolling down your cheeks because of how good it felt, your hand curling in Archie’s hair, the other wrapping it’s fingers around his length, stroking furiously.


Archie moaned gently into your ear, moving his hand down to rub at your clit while Jughead mercilessly fucked you, biting his lip.


You spread your legs out more and bucked up, watching Archie move and place his cock on your mouth. “Suck,” He ordered, and you complied, opening your mouth and feeling him move in, completely humiliated at how much you were enjoying this. “Good girl..” He muttered, “Come on.”

You gave him what he wanted, immediately bobbing your head the best you could with the position you were in, your entire body on fire in this moment. Your tongue grazed the vein on the underside of Archie’s member, and he grunted, gripping your hair.


It’s been about fifteen minutes, and Jughead was pounding into you so hard that you were sure you were going to feel it the next day. He was moaning loudly at this point, his breathing uneven and harsh. “I’m so close,” He panted. “Holy fuck, Archie, she’s so good..”


Archie pulled you off of his cock and stroked himself, nodding. “She really is, Jug. Oh, my god, I’m gonna cum. You’re such a good girl, (Y/N), aren’t you? Look at me. Stick your tongue out.”


You obeyed him and clenched around Jughead, whining out in desperation. “Daddy - fuck, Daddy, I’m so close, yeah..”


Archie was very vocal when he came, hot spurts of him streaking out onto your cheek and your tongue, and you got as much of it into your mouth as you could, gasping. “Mm!”


Jughead, who’s noises should have been fucking illegal because they were so hot, came at the exact same time, his whine broken and amazing as he threw his head back and spilled into the condom, his hips jerking even closer into you. “Fuck - (Y/N)..”


And finally, you came, which was very rare because guys were never good enough. Your legs wrapped around Jughead’s lower body as you arched your back, taking in a deep breath, “Daddy -! Fuuuck..”


The three of you layed there for god knows how long, just breathing heavily and calming down. It was all so intense.


“(Y/N)..” Jughead murmurs, pulling out and cleaning himself up, tossing the condom into a nearby wastebin in your room. “Do you smoke?”


“I have before, why?” You reply.


“Can we do that? Right now? It would be such a good way to end the night, babe.” Jughead asks, going through your drawers, grabbing a small gram of what seemed to be marijuana, which was conveniently set next to a unopened pack of the paper for blunts.


You nod, smiling and quickly rolling three joints up, grabbing a lighter from your night stand.


And then, you smoked, it took a while to finish completely, but after you did, you were high, and cuddling Jughead, in the best fucking mood ever. Archie was snoring on the other side of the bed, and honestly, you wouldn’t have this day any other way.


Jughead slipped his serpent jacket on and blew some smoke into your face, giggling and wrapping an arm around you to pull you closer. “You were really good.” He told you, licking his lips. “Like, really good. And I rarely ever tell anyone that.”


“Thank you..” You cooed, kissing at his jaw. “I’m gonna give you a bunch of hickeys for everyone to see tomorrow.”


And that you did.


-


The next day at school, Archie and Jughead are clinging to you. They sit next to you in class, in the courtyard, at your locker, and at lunch. Jughead is littered in hickeys and you kind of love it.


Every girl is jealous of you in this moment, especially when they see you get fucking escorted to class by both of them, and you realize just how lucky you are.


“Okay - we’ll see you at Pop’s?” Archie asks at the end of the day, running a hand through his soft hair.


“Yeah, definitely.”


“Okay, good. Jughead, are you gonna go with her?”


Jughead nods and grabs your hand, pecking it. The gesture is sweet and you feel your heart start to warm up, a blush coming up to greet your cheeks. You giggle uncontrollably, and look over at him. Jughead says his goodbyes to Archie, and then squeezes your hand. “You ready, doll?”


“Yes,” You laugh. “Daddy.”


-


god this took me like a WEEK AND A HALF to finish oh my fucking god hey hi i’m sorry i am LATE but i really put a lot of effort into making this good! i love u all and honestly i’m not even gonna try with a/n’s anymore


but if u enjoyed this like repost comment follow u know the drill


I LOVE U


until then,


tchao~

ithinkihopr  asked:

So in movies I've seen sword clashes where they will just try and use brute force to take out the other person until one succeeds or backs out. Is there a reliable other way to get out of that clash or is that actually how it happens?

So, Matt Easton over on his Scholagladitoria channel talked about how this was stupid in one of his videos, and we linked it in one of our asks, but I can’t find it now. The answer is when you’re looking at sword duels, those movie sword clashes are dumb. They’re an excuse for these protracted monologues which should end before they begin with someone being socked in the jaw.

See, that’s the thing. You can use other parts of your body. You disengage, they come forward, and you hit them with your fist.

Swords aren’t brute force weapons, and it’s actually fairly difficult to lock them together. This situation wouldn’t be occurring if both actors weren’t choosing to participate in this specific way. It doesn’t work like this because one of the key factors in basic hand to hand combat also applies to swords. This is that if you have two people shoving at each other, both applying equal force in an attempt to push the other back, one can simply let go. With no force to push against, the other person becomes unbalanced and they fall.

Strength isn’t the only way to win. In fact, it’s a fairly bad one to bet all your chips on. With movies, these scenes are supposed to be a symbolic expression of strength and combat ability. The winner shows his dominance over the loser. It’s the sort of stupid Alpha dog shit that will get you killed in real life because strength, at least the way most people think of it, means a lot less than it seems to. Combat and defense aren’t built on physical resistance all the time, they’re mutable, and shifting. Sometimes, you just let go and end up in a better position than the one you started in.

Say someone has you by the arm and their pulling you, but you don’t want to go with them. You can resist by planting your feet and drawing back in the opposite direction which is what they expect or you can go with them. By go with them, I mean physically throw yourself at them. They give you a nice hard yank and you use that as a launch pad, use it against them, and hit them so you both topple to the ground.

The logic of combat is conservation of energy. You only have so much to work with and are constantly expending it, so you want to win as fast as possible. Endurance training will expand your pool, martial training gives you more resources to work with, but the pool itself is always finite.

Pushing against another human who is applying equal force to you takes more energy than letting go. You use up that finite pool faster, wear out your muscles with constant tensing. It’s a bad position, one you don’t want to be in. With a sword, when you lose out you get stabbed. Unless you’re specifically of the mindset where you’re chasing death, you want to win.

The Hollywood version of the sword clash is there to give the actors a breather and spout their dialogue, which is the kind of talking you usually can’t get off in a tense fight anyway. You need that air to breathe so the oxygen goes back into your blood, and your attention on keeping the other person from killing you. Witticism is for when things aren’t serious.

-Michi

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anonymous asked:

would it be okay for you to do a college au for lee daehwi please? ;3; your college au's are always so amazing and I love reading them!

  • major: psychology 
  • clubs: book club, part of student government as treasurer
  • is that kind of student. the one who does their homework three days in advance, teachers are the ones emailing him about recommendations, tutors others in english, and still manages to look very handsome doing so
  • even though it’s only his first year in college,,,,,,like,,,,,,,,,How
  • daehwi claims he has a “system” but when people ask him what it is he just winks and is like ;) a magician never gives away his secret!~
  • (cheesy, but we love it)
  • he initially wanted to go into the literary department, but something about psychology really fits his personality. he kind of likes to over analyze and make predictions 
  • which he claims is NOT the case
  • but his best friend somi was like “daehwi on our first day you literally introduced yourself to that kid daniel and went “from your handshake i can safely assume you’re in the emt field” and now daniel is convinced you can read minds.”
  • but daehwi is like please! that’s not over analyzing- 
  • youngmin: you told me i had a complex about my hair after i told you my favorite color
  • daehwi:,,,,,,,,,,but youngmin it has to do with the fact that people who like green tend to-
  • somi: you’re doing it again
  • but daehwi,,,,,is just a sunflower,,,,,a positive hardworking boy who sometimes comes off a little demanding but he’s,,,,not he’s just trying to help
  • lots of people have already resorted to being mean about him because of their own jealousy but daehwi does his best to push it away,,,,even to the point where he always apologizes in class if he talks too much or seems like he’s looking for attention
  • and somi is always like don’t do that bro but daehwi,,,,as collected and cool as he looks walking through the campus with his psych textbook in hand and a cup of coffee in the other
  • daehwi is just as nervous and scared about being unliked like everyone else,,,,,
  • which is why you really like him
  • see if daehwi is the clean-cut, proper student then you’re the opposite,,,,the type to sit with your legs up on the desk, doodle on your homework, maybe not even show up
  • and you have psych 43 with him,,,,human emotion and,,,,the teacher is always droning on and on about the reading and the only person who ever talks is daehwi
  • who seems so damn bright in a class that is so damn boring
  • and you’ve heard the way people sneer under their breath when he brings up a point, the eye rolling, the ‘whats the point of taking this class if all we hear is that brat talking?’
  • but you’ve also seen daehwi grit his teeth, keep raising his hand, and completely strive to do the best even in a room full of negativity
  • and sure,,,,,you’re not the straight a, study in your free time kind of person daehwi is friends with but you like people that fight for themselves 
  • and one day as daehwi is explaining something you hear someone make a joke calling him something rude and it’s annoying you so you suddenly stand up
  • causing daehwi to freeze mid-sentence and the teacher to raise an eyebrow
  • and you point to the person and you’re like “wanna say that louder, i heard your friend laugh and i want to laugh too.”
  • the teacher is motioning lazily  for you to sit down,,,,but tbh it doesnt really look like he cares all that much and daehwi is like “it’s ok -”
  • but you’re like “c’mon say it. i wanna hear it. make me laugh.”
  • and the person looks terrified,,,,because you’ve never been known to take things with a grain of salt and you’re crossing your arms waiting
  • and the teacher is like “this isn’t high school, sit down-”
  • and you’re like “uhuh i will, but you-” you point at the person now cowering in their seat “ill see you after this lecture. i wanna hear that joke up close and personal.”
  • the teacher just mumbles for everyone to calm down and when you sit back you smirk to yourself knowing god damn well that person will bolt the minute class is over
  • but you also feel daehwi scoot over and he’s like “hey,,,,i don’t usually whisper in class but you shouldn’t fight anyone!!! college expel people for that-”
  • and ur like “don’t worry there’s not going to be a fight that coward wont wait for me anyway”
  • and you look to the side to see daehwi’s obviously concerned expression,,,,,,and ok what - why is he so freaking cute???? 
  • quickly you look back toward the front where the teacher is pointing to something haphazardly on the board 
  • but you feel it,,,,,your heart beat,,,,,,your stomach doing flips,,,,,
  • and with one peek to the side you see it again,,,,,,,,,daehwi’s,,,,,,,,cute,,,,,,cute cute cute,,,,,face
  • as expected with class over you see the stampede of kids run out and the first person infront is that guy you called out
  • and you chuckle to yourself until you suddenly feel someone’s trembling hand on your shoulder
  • and you turn and daehwi is there,,,,,,that face of his flushed pink,,,,,and he’s like “i,,,,,know he was joking about me,,,,,,yo-you didn’t have to stand up for me-”
  • but you’re like “no, i did. daehwi you’re too good for most of the people here. for me especially, but also for those scumbags who try to make you feel bad about being smart. sometimes though, you need to say something so they’ll shut up.”
  • with that you sling your bag over your shoulder and you turn again to leave
  • but daehwi’s voice reaches you again and he’s like “im not,,,,,too good for anyone. but most of all,,,,im not too good for you.”
  • like for a moment you’re confused what does that mean-
  • but then you see daehwi rush over to stand in front of you and that pink flush has gone fULL on red
  • and he’s fiddling with his fingers but he’s also like !!!!! i,,,think you’re amazing and ,,,,, i wish you’d pay attention more in class because i can tell you’re very smart and i just,,,,,,,,l-like—-lik—–aPPRECIATE who you are,,,,,,a lot,,,,,,,,and-”
  • you feel a smile tug at your lips because,,,,oh,,,,is daehwi,,,,,trying to confess something?? but at the same time you’re like thank u,,,,for thinking im capable of more,,,,,,,,,but also,,,,,daehwi
  • and he’s shaking a bit with embarrassment but he’s like y-yes
  • and you step closer to push some hair from his eyes and you’re like “i like you too ^^ or appreciate if thats what you smart kids say.”
  • and daehwi is like RGOJFDLgiefd REALLY but also he’s like,,,,,,,,i m-meant it in a romanti-romantic way
  • and ur like yes i know baby
  • and he’s like baby???!??????? and ur like,,,,oops sorry ur just so cute i had the urge to call you that~~
  • and daehwi is like gijkl i knew u were straightforward,,,,and confident,,,,but ur also,,,,,,flirty,,,
  • and ur like hey hey don’t over analyze this rn mister and he’s like !!!! right!!!!!
  • but it’s cute because you never would have expected the sweet, dedicated student to fall for you,,,,,,,,,,(especially since ur pretty  sure uve slept through ur class with daehwi like 10 times)
  • but apparently daehwi is fascinated and when you reach out to hold his hand u think he might be overheating but ur not 100% sure 
  • college boyfriend!daehwi is,,,,,,amazing. mostly because he really likes sappy things even if he tries to hide it at first,,,,like he likes candles and flowers and romcoms,,,,,,tried to watch a horror movie with you but ended up curled in your lap asking if it was over,,,,,is too shy to come over to your dorm ever which is like so angelic and pure of him he’s always like we should meet up somewhere comfortable like a cafe!! ooo what about the library??? even better,,,,study hall?? like what a nerd but also what a sweet human being???, but he also has a fun side too sometimes daehwi will say something about someone that’s so blatantly savage but he thinks he’s being like observational and you have to put a hand over his mouth before you burst out laughing, makes handmade cards for every holiday, tries to recopy and organize your notes for you but you’re like letsssss cudddllllleee insteeeadd and for a good amount of time he can resist your charm but at some point he melts too, but you melt more than he does because daehwi is soooo good at being obliviously adorable that it hurts, when he’s concentrating and cutely making “aha!” sounds when he solve a problem to sleepily asking you to pet his head, isn’t big on pda but got super giddy over the idea of having matching phone cases, totally made you his phone wallpaper, his phone background, has a photo of you two on his nightstand, sometimes learns corny pick up lines from jisung but is too smart to actually try them out (unless he really wants your attention then you get a text thats like did it hurt when you fell from heaven and ur like ,,,,,,,,daehwi ??? do you have a cold??), refuses to admit he’s sick when he’s sick you have to practically drag him by the ear to the uni nurse, likes knowing you’re thinking of him especially when you two get a moment of alone time and you kiss him and mumble that you wanted to see him really badly and he still gets all shy and squirmy about it but on the inside he is DYING of HAPPINESS, thinks stuffed animals are cute so you guys got couple ones (you almost physically fought samuel when he said that was corny), stays up to study but still manages to have better hair than you and it drives you nuts like hOW, sent you a recording of him reading his notes from that class you have together and it was so smooth and nice you fell asleep to it LOL, wears soft cardigans that you always want to steal but daehwi is like we can just go buy you one?????, you hold daehwi’s face and tell him he deserves the world whenever someone says something dumb or he feels down, somi loves you guys and keeps telling everyone on campus that you and daehwi are set to marry soon, does this cute thing where when he has a surprise for you he can’t help but jump around and get all excited which lets u know he’s hiding something up his sleeve tBH he’s kinda easy to read, has an amazing singing voice that you didn’t know about until he actually wrote you a song for your birthday about how he loves you like a lot and you practically threw yourself into his arms and he laughed against your neck but seriously daehwi is so perfect you never understand how you got sOOOOO lucky (he says the same thing about you tho hehe) 

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wither me down

Summary: It’s strange, how Otabek doesn’t mind that his lungs are filled with flowers and each day is more agonizing than the last. After all, loving Yuri Plisetsky is a privilege in and of itself. (belated happy valentine’s day! warning for character death, otayuri, hanahaki au, word count: 6166)



He first meets Yuri when he is twelve, almost thirteen. He is hunched over, heaving from the strenuous exercise that Yakov made them do, and he looks up to try again when he sees him. He must be ten at the oldest, and is without a doubt the best student in that room. Otabek never pays much attention to the other students, but this time he looks at this boy, who manages to complete the exercise he’s been struggling with effortlessly.

And then the boy’s head turned to look at his direction, and he is captivated.

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