how is that face even real

Why Clowns?

“Oh my God.” James Rhodes stares at the campus green, doing his best not to throw up. What the hell? What the literal, actual hell? What the… he can’t even think of more things to think as he stares at the campus.

Thirty differently dressed clowns mill around, juggling and painting the faces of college students who are smiling and laughing for some ungodly reason. How is this real? Why would clowns be here? Who would want clowns here, and, furthermore, who the hell would want a clown close enough to paint their face?

James blinks, takes a deep breath, and forces it out, trying to stop himself from throwing up. He can’t throw up here, not at college. This is the place where none of the embarrassment from high school can follow him, and he’ll be damned if he ruins this clean slate for himself.

And no, he isn’t being overdramatic. His sister says he is, and his high school friends agree, but James isn’t. It isn’t overdramatic to dislike people who willingly paint themselves to look like disgusting nightmares, and it certainly isn’t overboard to be afraid of them.

James takes another breath, and then another, and clenches his hands into fists when a new voice calls, “Are you okay?”

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Brian Wecht Gothic - for @mthmcn

Your PhD hangs on your bedroom wall. You don’t remember attending university or anything about it. All you know is that you’ve always had that PhD. Perhaps you were born with it.

Everything is theoretical. It’s not just the concepts that are intangible, but the things in your living room and the floor beneath your feet. You don’t know what’s real. You can’t feel your fingers. You’re floating.

You always wear a mask. You don’t remember what your face looks like anymore. No one seems to remember what your face looks like, either. You keep the mask on. You’re afraid to see what’s underneath.

Your tweets get thousands of likes. You laugh to yourself while you write them and boast to your colleges about how funny you are. They look at you with blank expressions. They tell you there’s never been a twitter page. What is twitter, even? Your computer monitor is black when you turn back to it.

You’re the best you know at old arcade games. You’ve been playing for three days. Your hands are cramped and swollen. Your eyes are bloodshot. You keep playing.

You’re forty-one and your body aches. You joke that you muse be getting old. Your birthday comes and goes. You’re still forty-one. How long have you been forty-one?


To every person that has ever threatened Jimin or any other BTS member:

No one deserves this kind of hate and especially not someone as kind as Jimin. That boy is absolutely beautiful inside and out and he doesn’t need any of your pathetic pointless hatred in his life simply because he is an idol you don’t like you sickfucks so i hope you listen when i tell you to back the fuck off

I don’t care if it’s real (which btw if it is then darling some really bad shit is waiting for you and i hope you rot in hell cause how fucking dare you even think about killing Jimin or anyone for that matter) and i don’t care if it’s some kind of fucked up joke made to get attention, this kind of behavior can not be tolerated from anyone and we should not let this slide, the person posting those tweets should face the consequences

You are fucking pathetic and i can’t wait for the day it backlashes on you, because i’m telling you, it will.

anonymous asked:

I can die happy now! Bulla is the cutest thing ever! I just love daddy Vegeta! My favorite part was that while he was holding her, all he did was look at her and she started laughing. While everyone else had to make a silly face to get her to laugh. She is totally daddy's little princess.

Aw! It really was the cutest episode ever! I admit I was shocked at how they handled the birth moment, even though I already expected them not to show a real birth, obviously, but… Vegeta turning SSJ Blue every time people made Bulla cry was so funny! And that little peek he gives her in the end when he finally holds her was heart melting…

  • Aries: A real force of nature. Steals a room when she walks into it, but has gone through an intense period of transformation. Has a natural sense of humour and almost always has a smile on her face, even if forced.
  • Taurus: Knows how to be in charge, but only when she feels like it. Likes nice things but likes food even more. Is torn between travelling the world and staying in her bed forever.
  • Gemini: Can float through a room talking to everyone she meets, but goes through periods of intense hibernation in order to recharge. Has an odd sense of humour but ALWAYS gets what she wants.
  • Cancer: Knows that she needs to put herself first more, but is still not sure how to do it. Has been trampled on a million times but still manages to radiate love from her fingertips. Extremely strong maternal instinct.
  • Leo: Desperately wants attention but doesn't know what to do with it. Will give up everything for the people she loves, but may easily forget about those close to her when she gets distracted by something new.
  • Virgo: Likes to stay active and in control of her life. Never really lets loose like she should, but supports everyone around her having a good time.
  • Libra: Takes care of everyone around her, even if she doesn't want to. Knows the solution to every problem, loves beautiful things, wants to see people smile, has so much compassion that it overflows out of her.
  • Scorpio: Powerful enough to be a witch or rule a kingdom, beautiful enough to make men beg. Into all sorts of magic, but unaware of the magic that flows from her mouth.
  • Sagittarius: Is always laughing and never backs down from a challenge. Likes to hang out with the guys and always needs something new to do. Thinks she wants to be free, but really just wants someone to go home to.
  • Capricorn: Very strong and independent, but very guarded. Has lots of ambition but not always sure how to go for her goals. Filled with joy but needs to let it out more often.
  • Aquarius: Secretly cares about everyone around her, but her stone cold persona refuses to let it show. Often tries to give up on everything when she feels out of control, but is a lot wiser than she seems.
  • Pisces: Embraces every new person she meets with love, but this causes her to get hurt because she doesn't bother with walls. Will bring dessert and salad to a dinner, even if you told her she didn't have to bring anything.

The most fascinating part of rebelcaptain for me is that it’s an uncompleted story. It’s a story of what could’ve been. The reason we didn’t see a kiss between the two, in my opinion, is because they weren’t allowed to get to that point in their relationship with one another. The hug solidifies that there were true feelings between them. The way Jyn smiles, the way Cassian brings his face in closer to her shoulder. They loved each other, but their story was ended before it could begin.

I think the elevator was where they realized how real their feelings were. Those looks, that closeness. That’s more than just friendship. Jyn wasn’t going to let Cassian die alone and Cassian, though wounded, found his way back to Jyn because he was serious when he told her welcome home. He would be the home she never had. The person who’d stick by her through it all, even until death.

Even when Jyn is unnecessary to the mission, Cassian always goes back for her. He always tries to take care of her. Jyn has been without a true purpose for so long and Cassian’s had a set purpose since he’s been six years old. Both see something in the other that they long for and through their mission they find each other in a way they, at least I think, don’t necessarily expect to. Their love is subtle and slow and it builds up.

The reason I love rebelcaptain is because it’s a not quite and that’s how life is a lot of the time. They had a beginning, but because of their circumstances they received no ending and in a way that almost immortalizes their bond. The way we saw things falter for Han and Leia we never have to see for Jyn and Cassian. It’s bittersweet. They get this image of each other as their last moment, their success in reaching their goal, but their love never got to be complete. They never got to kiss because the story wasn’t over yet. It got cut short because that’s what sacrifice is. Sometimes you have to let go of what you love most for the best of all.

Detail, people, detail.

Two scenes:

“I guess you didn’t know the real Naruto got a cut on his face before this test! You also have your shuriken holster on your left leg not your right, but the real Naruto is right-handed!” — Sasuke Uchiha

“You think Naruto could memorize all that and get it word for word? Not the Naruto I know, not in a million years.” — Sasuke Uchiha

Another prime example of how well Sasuke Uchiha knows Naruto—down to every detail. And yes, even without the sharingan.

Ok like I understand that John “mooing” is a very real and raw form of emotional expression but please consider

When faced with literally any other emotional turmoil in the past, John clams up. His body tightens up, he squeezes his fist, he loses all speech capabilities until he can calm down. 

Sherlock dying…. Sherlock coming back….. thinking he was going to die in the subway……. 

The reason so many people are making fun of this is because even though it may be a reasonable way to show grief, that’s not how John does it at all…this reaction was not normal for John… something is up


- She was adopted by the Luthors at the young age of 4. Whether her parents died or whether they gave her up it’s heartbreaking enough…

- The only person who made her feel welcomed into the family was Lex, she adored him and it must of absolutely broke her when she failed to stop him from turning bad, she must of felt responsible in some way even though she shouldn’t.

- Lex, the person she once adored and who she never did any wrong by then attempts to have her killed.

- She never felt welcomed by Lillian and always felt second best and as if she could never do anything right. Even though she didn’t want to believe it she knew in her heart that Lillian didn’t really love her because she wasn’t blood family and Lillian pretty much clarified this to her face. How awful, she lost her real mum and then her adoptive mum rejects her and shows her no love or affection.

- She mentioned to Lillian that she always spends thanksgiving alone at her desk which presumably means that she also spends Christmas and Birthdays alone.

- When she told Kara “you are my only friend in National city” she really meant that. She has no one.

- Kara comes along like the little ray of dorky sunshine that she is and she just makes Lena SMILE. You can just see Lena simply lights up when Kara enters a room, she BEAMS, her eyes sparkle. Here is someone who Lena can truly sense means well and is just a GOOD and pure person and she’s never known that in someone before and Kara smiles back at her and she blushes and the affection in Lena’s eyes, damn.

- She has spent a lifetime with pain and loneliness in her wake and she just needs someone, someone to show her that they care and that they care to get to know the REAL Lena, someone just to show a little affection.

- Supercorp could truly be a complex and beautiful love story if allowed to be explored. It could be a love story to end all love stories. Who would of thought it, a Super and a Luthor.

But right now? Right now all I really want is for Kara to give Lena a hug.

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“I never have visitors.” You said, a confused look on your face as you ogled the weird man with the cape before you. “Are you lost?”. You couldn’t believe he was real, that a real human being stood before you.

“I am not.” Stephen answered, an eyebrow raised. “It’s empty. This universe is empty. Why is it so?” This alternate universe had nothing but nature. The sea, a nice beach and the forest. It looked like earth might have looked like, before humans settled down. 

“Well, I am here since… I don’t even know for how long.” You shrugged and smiled awkwardly. “Time goes by slower, I believe. I think this is a cage, or was at least.” 


You know how some actors look like they’re trying to maintain a pretty face even for emotional scenes? I love that Bob doesn’t do that. He doesn’t hold back at all. No man, he’s gonna show you a man grieving and it’s not going be pretty or romanticized; it’s going to be loud and ugly and raw and intimately real. You’re going to feel almost uncomfortable, like this is a private moment of agony that you’re intruding on. It’s going to rip your heart out of your chest and you’re going to let it because it’s Bob Morley and that man’s performance is always riveting.

What It Means To Love Someone With Depression And Anxiety

By: Lexi Herrick @huffingtonpost

1. It’s experiencing raw humility and friendship, as you face both of your deepest weaknesses and most exhilarating capabilities with one another.

2. It’s the ability to value human beings for their complexities, strengths and beautiful differences.

3. It’s a change that happens inside of you. This transcends past your intimate relationships and moves into your overall interactions and understandings of others. It makes you see people with your heart, not your eyes.

4. It’s giving someone’s feelings validity, even if you don’t understand them.

5. It’s a complete and utter release of social stigma. It’s realizing just how real mental illness is from a first-hand perspective, and choosing to respect that in every way.

6. It’s knowing when someone is so lost and irrational that they aren’t the person you care about at that moment. It’s forgiving them for that confusing and scary reality.

7. It’s understanding how small actions can so deeply impact those you love in a positive or negative way. It’s having those effects magnified and exasperated in a way that illuminates your power to do good and evil.

8. It’s being able to tell the difference between speaking to an episode and speaking to someone you love.

9. It’s understanding the trials of an illness. Illnesses involve medicine, lifestyle adjustments and a responsibility to take care of yourself in a way that others don’t understand. Loving someone with mental illness means honoring it the same you would another health issue.

10. It’s exercising patience, compassion and perspective.

11. It’s learning difficult lessons, like knowing when to give someone space and when to hold on with all you have.

12. It’s being conscious of your own well-being too. It’s being able to know your limitations, and when someone you love requires help from someone else too.

13. It’s realizing that mental illness comes in all forms and degrees. It’s respecting all levels of it.

14. It’s overcoming frustrating and painful roadblocks. It’s identifying solutions and having difficult conversations that can also teach you about yourself.

15. It’s knowing that the person you love is remarkable and irreplaceable, despite the pieces of themselves they fight the most. It’s embracing and adoring another human being the way they deserve to be loved. It’s strength, kindness, maturity, fearlessness and passion.

Steven Universe’s Antagonists From a Plot Standpoint


When you consider Steven Universe as a tale progressing linearly, it fails several criteria that, in my opinion at least, would make the show’s pacing and characters feel more real.

For example, every single “antagonist” has been shelved in some way or form. They are not pictured, mentioned, or even thought about by the protagonists until they are literally shoved in their faces.

In this post, we will be looking at how Steven Universe has handled their protagonists poorly, what could have been changed in order for their presences to make sense, and/or the implication their stories have on the entire overarching plot.

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Someone dressed up as Harley Quinn at my college and when I told her how cute she looked, her face just lit up and she started gushing about how much she loved Suicide Squad. 

Apparently she was real close to not even dressing up because she’s seen a lot of hate about every girl dressing as Harley for Halloween and she wasn’t a ‘real fan’ because she only knew Harley from the movie.

And like– that’s really sad to hear that someone would not dress up as their favorite character just because some salty “I’m not like the other girls” gatekeeper keeps raining on their parade.

GUYS!!!! GUYS!!! GUYS!!!






I’ve been having a lot of thoughts about Slytherin women lately.

For one thing, we barely see any of them in the books. Pansy Parkinson is portrayed as shrill, jealous, and pug-faced. Bellatrix Lestrange is psychotic… and shrill, and jealous. And Merope Gaunt is desperate, lonely… and shrill and jealous, as far as I can tell. Correct me if I’m wrong, but I believe that’s the extent of the Slytherin cast of women.

But how freakin revolutionary would it be to see a Slytherin woman who is portrayed as nuanced, and even likable? The Slytherin traits are exactly the traits that are demonized in women in real life. Ambition, cunning, selective loyalty… how many “villainous” woman fall into that category and are somehow more hated than their male counter parts? Cersei Lannister. The lady from Breaking Bad (sorry, haven’t watched it). The White Witch in Narnia. Ursula. Cruella De Ville. Izma in Emperor’s New Groove. Meryl Streep in The Devil Wears Prada. And on and on and on.

One thing we NEVER get to see is a woman who values success, who puts herself first, who has a few deeply loyal friends that she fiercely protects above all others, who uses her mind and her wiles and every resource she has, who isn’t played off as bitchy, bossy, unfeminine, unlikable.

Women protagonists fall into a small set of boxes. Gryffindor heroes who just wish they were men (this trope KILLS me just as much- why can’t women be impulsive rootin’ tootin’ idealistic cowboys without giving up their femininity???), bookish Ravenclaws who save the day with their smarts but eventually lose the glasses to date the male hero, and sweet, kind Hufflepuffs who use their compassion and kindness to smooth everything over. There’s nothing WRONG with those roles, they’re great roles and I love lots of characters who fall into them.

But what a feminist moment it would be to have a power hungry lady character who isn’t reviled for rising above her station. Give me a Hillary Clinton character. Give me Beyoncé and Nikki Minaj- it takes a hell of a lot of ambition and cunning and resourcefulness to get to where they are. Give me powerful, unapologetic, ambitious, heroic LADIES.

As a Slytherin woman (and not in the oh-so-edgy I was goth in middle school way, although love ya’ll too), I wanna see myself in the mix. I wanna see a character who sacrifices everything for her goals and isn’t made out to be a horrible unloving bitch because of it. I wanna see a character who slices unnecessary baggage from her life and elevates the people who elevate her. I wanna see a lady who puts herself first and doesn’t care if everyone else says she should be supporting her man first, or making babies, or whatever the fuck else. I feel like girls today would benefit so much from that representation.

And then when we’re done with that, how about hufflepuff guys who are the heart of the group. Ravenclaw ladies who lock themselves in a wizard’s tower to be alone with knowledge. Gryffindor girls who kick butt and take names and paint their nails and love a good pumpkin spice latte. BUT MOST OF ALL, SLYTHERIN LADY HEROES.

me: will you look at THAT, this sweet radiant ethereal angel has a smile so bright his eyes are literally SPARKLING, his irises are GLOWING, i’ve never seen this phenomenon before in my LIFE 

someone: yeah i think it’s just the tv reflecting in his eyes or someth-

me: literally an angel sent from above, how is he REAL. wow. look at that face, LOOK AT THAT FACE