how many other ways can i say it

anonymous asked:

Many people said that Touken having sex was rushed... what is your opinion?

I think that was the whole point of the scene? Seriously… sometimes i feel like people have no idea how sex works in real life. 

Of course it was rushed, but that was the point, I don’t think Ishida wanted to make it perfect, because your first time and sex in general is not always perfect. Do people actually thought that they would first talk about their feelings very openly, then say to each other “omg! i can’t believe you feel the same way!! oh, i love you so much, KISS ME!!!1″ and then kiss and start making out on a couch while the camera focuses the fireplace with the flames symbolizing their love and then the scene ends and they wake up the next day curled up on the couch with all their problems solved, all their conversations done, they just have to go for a ring, get married AND THEN have children (because they used protection the first time, they have everything prepared and it’s a crime to get pregnant before getting married and solving all your issues)

please…

They were both about to die, and minutes ago they talked about how both were scared of one of them dying… this sex scene symbolizes many things, one of them the fact that they’re afraid of losing each other, Touka looked quite desperate while jumping onto him. Ghouls don’t have time, they die very young, for them it’s now or never, even more with Kaneki who’s the most wanted ghoul in Tokyo. I think people need to take into consideration the context of the scene, it reminds me a lot of Jon and Ygritte’s first time on Game of Thrones, Jon was with the wildlings to betray them at the end and he had to stay focused, yet he slept with Ygritte in a cave even when they were in danger and both could die. These things happen, you’ll never find the “perfect moment” to have sex, especially in a story like TG with the constant drama surrounding the characters. Of course Kaneki and Touka need to talk about a few things, but they can’t do it everything in one chapter, it’s a progress. And human beings, in general, are rushed, because we never know when is the perfect moment or not, and for a ghoul it’s not like they have a choice to plan a perfect life for the future, they can’t even take pictures of themselves bc it’s extremely dangerous if the CCG uses that to find them (touka and yoriko’s picture for example).

I just wish people could understand that these things happen and this scene was rushed because it was meant to be rushed, raw, realistic. Sorry, but I don’t want a Kirito/Asuna 2.0. 

She’s the betta half of the two

one of the reasons mental illness sucks so fucking much is because people around you can literally tell you again and again that they love you, that they think you’re cool and funny, that they support you in every way, that you’re talented or intelligent, and no matter how many times they say it you’ll always cringe and shake your head and say “no, no i’m not, really” but the SECOND someone says one bad thing about you, even just once. You believe it completely. 

[ May is BPD ( Borderline Personality Disorder ) awareness month & I wanted to drop this here, for my followers to see.

Why am I posting this, you might ask ? Yes. I HAVE BPD. I’ve had it for at least 10 years in various levels of severity. BPD isn’t the only personality disorder nor mental disorder I have either, & I am not scared to say it.

BPD awareness is close to my heart. I try to make sure I tell to every single person I plan to become a closer friends with that I have this disorder & ask them to try to understand me the best they can. Hell, I sometimes don’t even understand myself… Because of this ( these ) disorders I have always been more or less misunderstood & I have never really “fit the norm” how people should behave. I just… Didn’t understand how emotions work, like many other BPD sufferers. I didn’t know how to voice them out in other way than anger or over-reacting that stems from neglect I had to endure ever since I was a toddler — that is how I learned to survive in the middle of abuse. I am not saying this as an “understand me because I am a special snowflake”, no, everyone should TRY TO UNDERSTAND each other REGARDLESS.

How can you become better at understanding us ? By listening. By asking us questions & not second guess. Educate yourself on the subject if you have a friend, a family member or anyone close to you that suffers from BPD. Or educate yourself even if you don’t, the more knowledge the better.

Now to the stigmas. I am sick & tired of people stigmatizing ANYTHING & I want to debunk these from my personal perspective. Sometimes we do it without even realizing it, stigmatizing… Which we should try our best to break free from.

I am not selfish. I have too many things I need to deal with every day, I might not be the best person to put other people’s needs first as well as someone that isn’t dealing with extreme mood swings that can last from literally 15 SECONDS to couple of hours. I do care about you. I just sometimes don’t have the strength to carry both of our burdens.
I am not manipulative —- I just don’t know how to voice my strong emotions right without sounding hostile or pushy.
I am not an attention seeker. Once again, I just don’t know how to voice my emotions out early enough before I’ve bottled everything up, then everything just explodes because I become so overwhelmed & it seems like I am making the situation a horrible shit storm of drama.
I am not treatment resistant — I thought I was, but my medications are set & suit me. I attend therapy & have been for 1.5 years & it helps. I do not abuse alcohol, drugs or sex, I am actively combating self harm & suicidalness every single day. I will never be cured, but I will be better.
Only thing in this list I can agree with is BPD people being difficult because being difficult is SUBJECTIVE. We as humans don’t have an “one size fits all” base for our tolerance — all of us tolerate certain things to certain extents.

I am not a monster.

Unless you really know me & we have a mutual understanding between each other you have NO RIGHT to stigmatize me or say what kind of a person I am. So many people start to abuse me & tell how horrible person I am because I am behaving in a certain way because I just don’t know better. I don’t know how else to behave. & I know it’s wrong if I behave badly, I am not perfect. But you still have no right to verbally abuse me. Hell, you have no right to do that to ANYONE.

My disorders do not determine me. My disorders are not ME.

These stigmas just make everything worse, for everyone. These stigmas surrounding us make us BPD sufferers AFRAID to admit we have BPD. We are AFRAID to seek for help. We’re AFRAID to even talk about the subject in any way & we keep suffering, feeling alone in this hellhole of a world that might never understand us.

Don’t succumb to the stigma. Don’t be afraid of someone with BPD, some of us suffer in silence & struggle internally, some of us voice our emotions out in a very immature way, we’re not all the same. Imagine someone whose most outer layer of skin has been peeled completely off. You are red & raw, even a soft breeze of wind hurts. Even the smallest touch can make anyone SCREAM from pain. That is what BPD emotions are like. We know how we behave is not right, but we most of the time can’t help it. We learned these ways to behave from trauma — we had to do SOMETHING to survive & now we are stuck with a certain way of behavior, a survival method that might get triggered by even the smallest things. We feel like we are in serious danger & we need to defend ourselves at least somehow. We know how we have learned to survive doesn’t work anymore, some of us are in so much better place than we were before but we just can’t break free without professional help or dedicated self treatment, such as Mindfulness, yoga & meditation.

Not all of our bad behaviors are BPD based, but it’s very likely most of them are. You don’t need to understand us, just at least try to.

We are not perfect. You aren’t perfect either. We all make mistakes, some just more than others. Deep down inside we are just like you. We are human, we are flawed & we feel emotions. We are trying our best to be “normal” & not hurt anyone.

For other BPD sufferers — there is hope. Someone loves you. & you should love yourself, too.

This has been a PSA. Thank you for reading. Thank you for trying to understand. ]

How I See My Hamilton Ships Headcanons

Lams:

* Holding hands in public.

* Alex kissing Laurens on the cheek.

* Loves cuddling on the couch while watching a movie.

* Alex counts how many freckles are on John’s face.

* John begs Alexander to go to sleep while he is working late at night.

Mullette:

* Always making out, no matter how many times they can’t keep their hands off each other.

* They would be that kind of couple that would say ”I love you“ to each other all the time.

* They would always invite John and Alexander over for a double date.

* Lafayette always tackles Hercules by surprise and calls him mon amour.

Jeffmads:

* Jefferson always finds a way to piss off Hamilton by comparing how Madison is a better boyfriend than Laurens.

* Madison always brings his inhaler on their dates just in case.

* Jefferson hates cooking and he always takes Madison to some fancy restaurant in New York City.

* Madison would always be the one to cook.

* Thomas would always be the one to take care of Madison whenever he gets sick.

anonymous asked:

Do you think some people are not meant to have friends? I was always pretty much alone. I never had any close friends but I try really hard to be nice to people and I am in different groups of people hoping that someday it would click with someone but maybe I am the problem. Maybe I am not meant to have any friends. Did you ever felt this way or had you always been loved by many? How do you make so many good friends (on here)? Can you please let me in on your secret? I wish you a happy day

(( OOC: Alright, I’m going to share my opinion on this. Keep in mind that this is based off of my personal experiences, and is strictly an opinion.  

I receive a lot of messages from people saying things like “I really want to be friends with you, but I don’t think you’ll like me” or “I want to make friends but I’m too annoying” or some other variation of the same sentiment. 

No one is going to like me because I’m not good enough. 

You’re right.

The people you approach with that mentality are not going to like you… and do you know why? 

Because you’ve already made it clear, within yourself, that they aren’t going to like you. If you approach a friendship with the idea that you’re not good enough, that you’re not worth someone’s time and love and energy, then you have already written the outcome of your story. 

This is called self sabotage. 

I’ll give you a personal example. My best friend of two years, someone that I lived with and spent most of my time with, also happened to be the most self-destructive person I’d ever met.

She put up a good front for most people. She was happy and bubbly and fun, but in private she would constantly say things like “No one loves me” “I’m a good person… why do I always end up with people that treat me like dirt?” etc.

It was painful to listen to her. I was right there… and I like to think that I was a good friend. 

I had to sit there and watch her carry out self-destructive actions, knowing full well that she was acting based on her underlying insecurities and lack of self love.

She would end up investing her time into people that would take without giving back, because she wanted to “fix” them, but this was just a way to distract her from having to heal herself. 

She didn’t trust good relationships to last. She didn’t have faith in herself or other people.

Unfortunately, after dealing with this for two years I realized the relationship was one-sided. It was too toxic for me to remain apart of. I started having anxiety attacks when I thought of her (I’m not an anxiety prone person), and I began to lose confidence in myself… because I was trying to help someone that didn’t want to help herself. I ended the relationship. 

If someone is putting their time and energy out and not receiving that affection in return… if the other person takes and takes because they don’t know how to love themselves and satisfy those needs on their own… then the relationship will either destroy both of them, or it will end. 

Friends are not going to fix you or make you feel whole. Friendship is not one-sided. 

The only person who can love you the way you want and need to be loved is yourself

You are the only one in your head, you are the only one who knows exactly how you need to be loved. No one else can do that, because no one else is you. Your friends are coming from different backgrounds, different needs, different love languages. They can compliment you, they can add to your happiness, but they cannot complete you.

It’s easy to love other people, it’s hard to love yourself. But in order to create lasting, healthy relationships, you need to. 

If you believe you aren’t worthy of love… then you’re right… not because anyone else feels that way… but because the only person who can decide if you’re worthy of love is yourself. 

Others can try and show you, others can try and tell you, but the only one who needs to be convinced is you. )) 

Killian Jones, Emma Swan and the nuances of deeply emotional love-making.

A psychologist’s POV on why this particular couple hinting at sex riled up an entire fandom.

So what was it?

We have all been exposed to TV sex and (I assume) most of us have been exposed to a certain degree of personal intimacy with a significant other in our lifetimes. I’ve been witness to some unbelievably explicit TV sex myself, but I can say that not once before in my life, has the notion of an OTP “getting it on” made me daydream anywhere near as hard as Hook and Emma did last night with only the hint of post-climatic morning sex taking place on a kitchen table. I was emotional. (A bit hot n’ bothered too, but mostly emotional).

But why? What is so different about these two??

When we think about how things got started for this particular couple, it’s been a struggle for both, one in which many of us can maybe relate. Maybe you’re the lonely girl who lost faith? The guy who lost everything and is terrified of ever embracing love again? Maybe you’re both. all I can say is, we as humans have ALL felt this way, some maybe on one particular situation and some others could be facing ongoing faith trials in their lives. Regardless, seeing that an orphan and a bucaneer can find home, stability, and happiness is an overwhelming slap in the face. It’s super easy to throw the towel in; staying on the road and fighting, that’s what’s hard!! So to find these two connect that way, it’s almost like finding our own answers on the pages of a book. It’s almost therapeutic (though it would be completely unprofessional of me to say CS is a replacement for therapy, should you need it, lol), and this reaches very deep for some and many.

Now about the sex… why does this particular fandom crave to see them show at least a certain degree of sexual intimacy?

Killian’s question “Have you ever been in love?”, comes into play here. Have you ever been in love? because if you have, you will know very well how sex can change and solidify a bond between two people who are already developing such a strong connection. On a chemical POV, sex is basically a survival tool, designed to make us want it to the point of it being damn near unstoppable and thus guaranteeing reproduction. But there is something more: The bonding. The magic of Oxytocin, where your brain releases such unbelievable amounts of the stuff you find yourself suddenly unable to be without that other person. You find yourself even MORE joined together after sex than you did before, even when you didn’t think it was possible.

There is a huge huge HUUUUGE difference between the gratifying satisfaction that comes from casual sex and the overwhelming sense of completeness, peace and togetherness that derives from lovemaking, both individually and as a couple. Just think about it for a second: Love-MAKING. You are MAKING love. Making it. You are enacting love with all you have: Your body, your soul, your everything. You can only say “I love you” so many times before you feel like those words alone just don’t cut it: You want to become that person, be a part of his or her body, to be as close together as you possibly can, to find a way for your souls to commingle and embrace without the limitations of physicality. Is there physical desire though? Of course there is, we are also biological beings with a libido that needs a release. But when you are in love, there is another fuel behind it, a fuel that is not necessarily derived from just the attraction of “banging a hot guy or girl”. No matter what that person has done or what he/she looks like, you desire that person. You start to overlook the flaws, physical or character-wise, and you look deeply, into that person’s very soul, the soul you want to touch and be a part of… the person you LOVE.

So have you ever been in love? Have you ever made love, or been made love to? If not, you will know it when it happens to you… and if you have, then you will know exactly what I’m talking about.

Killian Jones was the first to fall in love in this situation. He suddenly found himself being rescued from a darkness he never believed could be overcome and there, at the end of a dark, dark tunnel, stood one Emma Swan. He felt intrigued and followed her into the light, only to find himself helplessly drawn to her on a much deeper, spiritual level. His way of proving himself to win the heart of the woman he now unquestionably loved was through loyalty. Unbarred, undeniable loyalty. And for a woman who was used to abandonment, finding a solid rock beside her who would be there for her regardless of the consequences was easily the biggest brownie point in her Captain Hook tally. Now they’re together, finding ways of fighting for that love and to keep it strong, burning hot and always beautiful.

Love-making is the next logical step; these two kids have desire for one another (that they’ve actually had for a long, long time) and while I am sure that they have already done the deed before the glorious little nuance from last night’s show, for us to witness that intimacy, that strength and that bond, is almost a reminder that there is a love strong enough for all of us, and that when we do find it, we have to hold on to it, tooth and nail, because regardless of it being an ever after love or a love affair that lasts less than what you hoped for, true love is solidified through unstoppable, devoted, deeply emotional and romantic sex, whether it’s slow and passionate or fast paced and fiery. It’s just that last bridge to cross to entirely become one with that other soul you love so much.

So there it is, kids. Hook and Emma love each other. And to many of us, this almost flawless, picture perfect version of what love could be (and actually really is with all it’s ups and downs and fights and blowouts and great, great sex) is what we all aspire to achieve at some point with our significant other. And what a fine example they are!!!!

Poker Face?

Reggie x Reader 

Warnings: SMUTTY like no joke, if you don’t like sexy time, don’t read!!!

Requested: Can you write a Reggie x reader where they’re dating and they  play strip poker (smut)

A/N: I’ve never played poker before, so I don’t really know how the game works I’ve read about it online to get the jist of it so I’m pretty much just guessing. 

Originally posted by zachdempsey

Friday Nights alone with Reggie Mantle were often the highlights of my week. It was always after the game that he would take me back to my place for a movie night, or something along those lines. My parents work night shifts so they don’t mind Reggie coming over to keep me company. 

Tonight was no different, we were celebrating a big win for the end of season game. I ran onto the pitch along side other students, and into the arms of Reggie. Other players ran past smacking him on the shoulders congratulating him on the game. He picks me up by the waist as I jump towards him and I nuzzle my face into his neck. Still holding his helmet in one hand he tightens his arms around me and lifts me further into the air with excitement. “Congrats,now how do we celebrate?” I enchant towards the caramel skinned boy in front of me. I reach up and place a kiss on his lips softly. I hear the other team mates whistling and cheering some chanting about Reggie being ‘whipped’. I just laugh and pull away. 

“There’s a party at Thorn-Hill tonight, everyone who’s anyone is going to be there, so your presence would be highly appreciated” Cheryl Bombshell added into the mix, turning towards me, giving me that sickly sweet smile of hers. “Actually y/n and I have plans tonight, right?” Reggie says looking towards me with wide eyes. I nod my head towards Cheryl directing my eyeline towards her “Right” and just like that I was whisked away, by the boy still wearing his football uniform. 


We get back to my place, and I realise this was going to be no different from our other Friday nights. “Why didn’t you want to go to the party,Reg?” I ask politely getting my keys out to unlock the door. The streets were dark and silent. It seemed as though the entire town had escaped to Thorn-Hill for the night and we were the only two people left gallivanting the streets. “I had something in my mind that I wanted to try out, and I didn’t think you would wanna play in front of bunch of people at Cheryl Blossom’s Mansion”Reggie replies with a sly grin contouring his face. His fingers fiddle with the end of my shirt as I unlock the door, pushing it open, I turn around to face him with a confused yet amused look on my face. “play?” I mutter and stumble slightly into the doorway of my own home. 

I walk into the living room and Reggie heads towards the bathroom,carrying his bag, presumably to change. He returns a few moments later wearing a pair of sweats, a t-shirt and a baseball cap, holding a deck of cards in his hands. He brings it up and waves it a little a smug smile plastered on his face. I look between him and the cards and tilt my head in confusion. “Strip poker” he states abruptly. I go wide eyed and stand up from my place on the sofa and walk towards him with a sultry  stare. “so this is what you meant  by play?” I ask lightly biting my lip, it didn’t go un-noticed.  

“Okay then” I nod and move the coffee table into the middle of the room, grabbing a couple of cushions for us each to sit on, either side of the table. He throws his jersey at me and I look at him blankly. “Just in-case you need the extra layer” he teases. “and what makes you think I’m gonna be the one needing the extra layer?” I whisper gently in his ear removing my shirt in front of his eyes and replacing it with his football jersey. He takes in a noticeable gulp before sitting down at the table,shuffling the cards. 


Many Items of clothes removed later, I was left in the Jersey and my underwear and Reggie was sat there in his boxers (Oh and his socks, we can’t forget his socks) “Your poker face really is awful Reggie Mantle” I state calling him out only to antagonise him more. To be truthful, Reggie hating losing, and he hating losing to me even more. He knew it would be something I would hold against him for weeks. I look at the cards in my hand and realise my shirt is probably coming next “turn” Reggie mumbles in concentration. He places his cards down to show, three queens and two tens, an otherwise perfect set. I shamefully place down my cards consisting of a jack, ten,four, six, and and an ace, he royally kicked my butt in this round. He looks at me with a smug expression. His tongue sticking out of his mouth. I clap my hands at his deal and stand up ready to take off the jersey but am stopped by a pair of hands reaching for mine.He pulls me round to his side of the table and tugs me down so I’m sitting in his lap. 

“Don’t take the Jersey off just yet, It looks good on you” He whispers brushing the hair out of my face. bringing his lips to meet mine. I lean forwards and instantly tangle my hands into his black hair.Tugging at the roots towards the back of his head. His hot plump lips meshed with mine,in sync moving in and out of rhythm.     

His hands reached down to my legs where he lifted me up and placed me down so I was straddling his waist. His rough calloused fingers ran up my legs and placed themselves on my hips where he held me still. He leaned back so he was leaning against the couch more comfortably and brought his lips back to mine deeply. The kisses were hard and fast and at times sloppy, but that was just the way I liked it. I gasped suddenly as I was picked up,Reggie standing to sit himself down on the couch rather than the floor, bringing me to sit straddling him once more. His lips move to my neck leaving hot open mouthed kisses on the skin. Leaving a trail down where he meets my jawline sucking on the delicate skin, making me gasp for air. 

His hands lift up the Jersey at either side of my hips where he holds the curves and pushes them forwards,encouraging me to rock my hips gently. I do so earning a satisfied groan fall from Reggie’s lips. I place my hands on his naked shoulders and lean in for another kiss, my mouth already thirsty for more attention. As our lips join again, I roll my hips once again a little harder to meet his and continue the action gaining more gasps and breathy reactions from the pair of us. 

The sloppy kisses and building friction between us was more of a celebration than any after party could ever master. Reggie swiftly flipped us so I was laying on my back on the couch, him above me,breathing heavily, a thin layer of sweat had built up from our actions. Not to mention he was already sweaty from the game. 

He raises the shirt up so it’s just above my belly button and kisses his way from under my chest to my pantie line. His eyes look up through his thick dark eyelashes to meet mine as his cold fingers loop themselves into my panties, I nod slowly and he places another kiss on each hip bone before pulling my panties down my legs and onto the floor beside us. He settles in between my legs again and wraps each leg over his shoulder, his strong hands holding onto the tops of my legs. “You okay beautiful?” he asks quietly and i sigh contently nodding my head,he doesn’t even have to do anything and I’m putty in his hands. “So much better than Thorn-Hill” he mutters more to himself as his face disappears in between my legs. 

His tongue swirls over the budding bundle of nerves,and he presses light kisses on it just to be a tease, before taking it in his mouth and sucking on it, I let out a gasp and my hands go straight for his hair, his locks damp from the sweat raised from both the game and our activities. One of his hands moves itself from its place on my hip and and follows his mouth down to where I needed him the most right now, His finger lightly teased my entrance before sliding all the way in and stilling. I let out a short gasp of his name when he began sliding his middle finger in and out, occasionally swirling it around. His mouth still proceeded too press kisses to my clit, adding to the knot tightening in my stomach. My grip in his hair becoming tighter as he moves his hand faster. 

“Reggie” I gasp getting his attention, his face comes up and I gesture for him to bring his face up to meet mine. His fingers still working inside of me, Reggie comes closer to me, pressing his lips hard against mine, I wrap my arms around the back of his shoulders holding him in hug. My back arches and I moan the knot tightening to the point of release. I pull his arm away from me and he looks at me with both confusion and concern. Only to be replaced by a smirk  when my dainty fingers reached for his boxers. I pulled them down as far I could get them being underneath him. His shaft hit his stomach, I took it in my hands gently and slid my hands down it a couple of times before directing towards my entrance. 

He took matters into his own hands, pulling my legs towards himself, I let out a shriek of excitement, he leaned down and kissed me softly, I felt him sliding in, stretching myself out I gasped for air once he had fully pushed all the way in. Many of the boys always made jokes about mine and Reggie’s sex life, saying things like how ‘he’s an animal’ and ‘he must tear you apart in the bedroom’ and when occasionally that can be true, for the most part. Reggie preferred  to make love, he liked taking it slow making it raw and passionate, that was just one of the things I loved about him. 

One of my hands wrapped around his bicep while the other went straight for his hair. Reggie placed both hands on my hips and gently rocked his hips back and forth setting a rhythm that was pleasing for the both of us. He groans out my name into the crook of my neck and scatters a few kisses in the area. I feel the knot tightening again and becoming loose as my release is coming on. I can tell Reggie is getting close due to the breathy-ness and his tired limbs. with a few more hard fast thrusts Reggie moans into my ear, his movements becoming slopping, my stomach tightens and I feel the knot untie a sense of relief washes over my body. 

Reggie collapses on top of me, pushing my fowards so he can slide in lay behind me on the couch. He presses a kiss under my ear and pulls the jersey down so its covering me up. 

“Well that’s one way to celebrate a football” Reggie smiles and I shake my head laughing and lean up to kiss him  again. 


I’M GOING TO HELL.  

You guys will feel better about the separation in a few days. I was sad at first, too, but I’m super excited about all of the possibilities now. Season 5: The Notebook. I mean, HOW MANY OF US CAN SAY THAT WE’VE HAD AN OTP THAT HAS BEEN SEPARATED BY A NUCLEAR APOCALYPSE AND THE ATMOSPHERE AND *STILL* FOUND THEIR WAY BACK TO EACH OTHER? That’s some soulmate material there. That’s an epic romance. Bellarke is seriously one of the best TV romances of all time.

Opinions/Analysis of ACOWAR’s Queer Characters

Considering that I have been vocal about queer rep for this fandom, I wanted to discuss the four queer characters that we got in ACOWAR and go through the good and the bad for each. Please note that, especially in regards to Mor, I approach this from a representation standpoint, how the way queer characters and queer identities are discussed in relation to how queer readers will interpret them. Trying to discuss queer identities and characters from the character’s perspective would make this monster even longer than it already is, and I would prefer to leave those discussions to those from more abusive/homophobic backgrounds than my (healthy, more heteronormative than homophobic) background. @illyrianazriel has been discussing this pretty consistently, and I highly recommend this post in particular for a discussion of Mor’s queer identity as a character. Finally, please realize that I am only one person, and while I have tried to take into account the opinions of others I have talked to, it is impossible for one bisexual to speak for all bi/gay/pan people. This post is meant to be part of the discussion of queer rep, and I welcome other queer people adding your thoughts and opinions. (If you’re straight, please make sure that all engagement is respectful.) 

I didn’t really have any issues with Nephelle or Thesan. They were both highly respected, in loving same sex relationships. Nephelle in particular was viewed as a hero, an idol, whose actions are meant to be emulated and upheld by both the heroes and the reader. My only issue with either of them was the use of “lover,” particularly in the case of Thesan. I find “lover” to have a very sexual connotation which is uncomfortable when queer people are so often simplified to just what they do in bed. I realize that “lover” was also used in regards to straight relationships, but because of the sex-obsessed view of queer people, it still makes me feel uncomfortable. Though Nephelle’s “lover” eventually becomes “wife,” I was uncomfortable that Thesan’s “lover” isn’t referred to even as “partner,” which takes away the solely sexual connotation. They mentioned that their relationship was ignored UtM for what Amarantha would do to him, and so it is understandable then that he isn’t “consort” or “husband” yet, but in the spin offs that are after ACOWAR, if he’s brought up in that, I hope that one of those other terms will be used. Additionally, it bothers me that in the ACOTAR universe, there is still no mention of same sex mates. The mating bond in this world is very heteronormative, but it would be awful for SJM to make a world in which all Soulmates who experience True Love are heterosexual. If anyone has any additional information from something she said on tour, etc., please hit me up. 

While I (and many others) adored Helion, he very very narrowly escapes the “slutty bisexual” trope. Even our first contact with him in ACOWAR, the letter he sends accepting the invitation to the High Lord meeting–what should be solely professional correspondence–is said to be readable “between all the innuendo,” (293). Though he is mostly professional in the meeting itself, it isn’t long when meeting personally–without the “’swagging prick performance’” (450)–that he brings up sex. His sexuality is described to Feyre by Rhys as “Helion favors both males and females. Usually together in his bed” (450-451). While this alone would be enough to make him part of this negative trope, I believe it is avoided for a mix of four reasons. First of all, there are multiple other queer people in this book who are not viewed negatively (as above, with Nephelle and Thesan). Secondly, his sexuality, while joked about, isn’t insulted and is treated in a similar fashion as the jokes made about Cassian’s sex life in ACOMAF (this isn’t really possible to prove, per say, but it personally read as similar teasing to me). Thirdly, we are given proof of him being in love with, of having feeling and emotion for, a single person. It would have or could have been a true monogamous relationship if it was up to Helion, but the Lady of Autumn “’chose to stay’” (455). This removes part of this trope by showing that bisexuals can have romantic feelings for people and care about things other than sex. Finally, Helion is highly respected in the narrative/by the readers, perhaps only second to Rhys. This is shown multiple times. During the meeting of the High Lords, it is said that only three of the current High Lords were present for the last war against Hybern, being Beron, Rhys, and Helion (436). This in of itself sets Helion equal to Rhys in terms of experience, knowledge, and (at least political, if not magical) power. After the meeting, it is written in the narrative that “[Helion’s] muscled body was only a mask–-to hide the cunning mind beneath. I wondered if Rhys had picked that up from him” (452). Our Hero has this same trait–-a trait that the readers love him for–-and he learned it from Helion. Helion taught things to the Hero. I think that speaks for itself. Additionally, Helion is treated as a friend, invited to have dinner with the Night Court, as Kallias and Vivane are (459). Very specific battle plans are discussed between the Night Court and him, and he is intelligent and largely professional at the meetings. Then, in the final battle, it is said that “If Rhys[’s beast form] was a flying terror crafted from shadows and old moonlight, Helion was his daytime equivalent…. Together, my mate and the High Lord of Day unleashed themselves upon Hybern” (645-646). Once again, Helion is set as an equal to our Hero. Once again, this speaks for itself. Now, with all four of these factors at play, I would say that Helion avoids the damaging “slutty bisexual” trope. If one of these four were removed, I would argue he falls into that trope. As such, fandom should make sure that in the way we talk about Helion in the future does not remove the respect and complexity canon gives him. (I personally haven’t really seen anything that has made me uncomfortable yet, but if I do see an issue, I will call that person out on it.)

Now, on to Mor, by far the most controversial of the group. Her sexuality is told to Feyre as “I do find pleasure […] in both…. But I’ve known, since I was little more than a child, that I prefer females. That I’m… attracted more to them over males. That I connect with them, care for them on that soul-deep level” (589). I know there is currently a debate going on in the fandom over whether she is gay or bisexual, but I would like to say that this reads as bisexual to me. In fact, this is the only part of Mor’s queerness that I thought was well done: I, along with many other bisexuals I’ve talked to, identified with this description of her sexuality. I know that this is how I feel about my own attraction, and past that, it can be appreciated that there is a bisexual in media who is not viewed as “50/50″ like so many are, that can like both while still having a preference one way or another. Obviously this is a discussion that should be had among the bi and gay girls in this fandom but: people have called her lesbian. People have called her bisexual homoromantic. For the number of self-identifying bisexual women in this fandom who have said their attraction matches what is described here, I would call her bisexual. Though there are people who find the split between romantic and sexual orientations helpful, and there are bisexual homoromantic women in this fandom who identify with Mor’s description of her sexuality, I think that calling her bisexual homoromantic ignores the fluidity of sexuality that many bisexuals (myself included) feel. The discussion of labels is something that the fandom should continue to have, but in the fandom, if you are not bi/pan/gay, tread carefully when trying to name her sexuality. 

That description was the only good thing about Mor’s coming out. Everything else was, as my gay friend and I said while discussing it, A Heterosexual Mess. 

The scene starts off with Mor deciding to tell Feyre because Feyre got angry at her and Mor felt bad. That’s gross. No one should have to come out because their friend was shitty to them. No one should have to come out as a form of apology. No one should be coerced into coming out. And this might be a nitpick, but there is a line from this moment: “[Feyre] reached for [Mor’s] hand, prying it off her arm” (589). I know this was meant to be comforting, but a light caress on her hand to see if Mor was okay taking it would be a lot better than a straight person trying to force comfort on a queer person because They Are Understanding and Accepting. Later on in the scene, Feyre specifically says, and Mor agrees, that “’Rhys wouldn’t care–I don’t think anyone in Velaris would’” (592). But Mor continues to stay in the closet for the sake of Azriel’s happiness.  All of these things put straight comfort and happiness over queer health. All of these things make it seem as if queer people owe something to straight people. And we don’t. 

And then, at the end of the scene, Feyre says to Mor, 

“I’ll stand by you no matter what. Until then… Your secret is safe. I won’t tell anyone–even Rhys.”
“Thank you,” [Mor] breathed.
I [Feyre] shook my head. “No–thank you for telling me. I’m honored.” (592)

A queer person thanks a straight person for not outing her, which would negatively impact at the very least her mental health and relationships, if not her authority and power over her past abusers. The straight person replies that she is “honored.” Honored for what? That her friend has been hiding herself because of a homophobic society for 500 years and can only admit who she is to someone she’s known a matter of months? (I know some people find it easier to talk about these things with people they know less rather than more, but it shouldn’t be a big enough deal for Mor to be scared about it in the first place.) Honored that straight people have to be told that people they know are queer because otherwise they’ll assume everyone is straight? Coming out is not “honoring” someone. It’s telling someone, anyone that you trust to not hurt you, something about yourself. Coming out is a product of a heteronormative society. 

The fact that Mor has been hiding it for five hundred years is also disgusting. Considering that Helion’s, Thesan’s, and Nephelle’s queerness are all accepted, this would suggest then that the Night Court is homophobic while other courts/societies are not. There is no reason to make any place in fantasy homophobic. If you can write about a bunch of hot people with endless magic, you can write about a society where homophobia doesn’t exist. I was reading another meta about Mor earlier today by @my-name-is-fireheart, where she says that, with the Court of Nightmares being what they’re being, they would have made Mor’s life worse for her being queer. I don’t disagree. But then she says:

Realistically, I don’t know how Maas could have avoided Mor’s painful backstory given what we know of her family. The only answer is that Maas could have written Mor as out from the beginning, and…then what? Had the court of nightmares, in all its patriarchal glory, be okay with her as bi? Be fine with her preferring females? Be happy with a daughter who was LGBT? Sure that is all wonderful but…not realistic given who Keir is. So…the only way to really change Mor’s backstory is to change who her family is.

Yes, she could have written Mor as out from the beginning. She doesn’t need to change her family to do this. I’m not suggesting that Mor come out to her family while they still had physical power over her, but once she was in the Court of Dreams, she very well could have. It would just add another layer of hatred and resentment from her family towards her, her power over them, and her freeing herself from them. Also, you can come out to one group of people and not another. She could be out and free to the Court of Dreams, Velaris, and Prythian and not out to the Court of Nightmares. How would they find out? It’s not like she’s going to bring anyone she’s dating with her on her job (not until “dating” becomes “possibly engaged” or “married/mated” at least). Would she sit on the throne and make a proclamation of her sexuality? Maybe I’m the outlier in this community, but that’s certainly not how I did it. 

And I know, I know that coming out is hard. And that, as Mor says, you want to keep people from “shaming me, hurting me about this one thing that has remained wholly mine” (590). But by doing that, you are still putting fear above happiness. You are still putting straight comfort over queer health. And I really wouldn’t want a young version of me seeing this rep and doing that. Because I did it for a long, long while, and it nearly destroyed me. I don’t want it destroying another young queer girl, just coming into her sexuality. The scars and the pain of being queer fade generation to generation, but I will do everything in my power to end that pain altogether. And that means starting here, making sure that the media that failed me does not fail others.

With everything, I fully expect one of the spinoffs to be about Mor, her coming out to everyone, and her finding happy queer love. With all the pain Mor has gone through, she cannot pushed to a subplot as part of one of the other books–or worse, be pushed to the side to make room for a heterosexual ship. (And honestly, if this scene is gone back on and she ends up with Azriel, I will throw a fit. Because all that says is, “if you try hard enough, you can be happy with a man!” which is even worse than not having this at all.) If you are going to spotlight a queer character’s pain, you need to spotlight their happiness as while. And for future books and future queer narratives, the best way to prevent this would be to create a world in which homophobia does not exist, or doesn’t exist enough to force a queer character to stay in the closet. Because while coming out is a product of a heteronormative society, queer pain is a product of a homophobic society. Queer people aren’t tortured about their sexuality because of their sexuality, but because of how others view it. Yes, homophobia is something that needs to be worked through, but as a straight author writing about writing narratives of queer pain and homophobic societies in a fantasy book, you are perpetuating the very thing we are working to get rid of. You are contributing to the problem, instead of helping to fix it. And you are the one who is going to have to look yourself in the mirror every day and determine if you can live with that. 

*All page numbers taken from the US Target edition hardback.

MY JIKOOK TIMELINE SERIES pt.2

Okay this was really unexpected lol. I didn’t know so many people will find interesting what i have to say. 

I must admit I was thinking a lot about how I am gonna put this whole thing together.Also I had to remind myself that these are events from 3 years ago and therefore when I really wanna be detailed it is going to take some time to sort my things out. That’s why I am posting these series now because I had this idea in my mind for a very long time. 

DISCLAIMER: This post is supposed to be just for fun and shipping of Jikook. I am not claiming this is truth and I am not forcing anyone to believe this. These are just my observations throughout the years I have been into BTS and the time I have been into shipping jikook. I don’t want to cause any types of fanwars or stupid “shipwars” by this post and I don’t want other people to use this content for these kind of purposes. Also I am opened to hear about your other opinions. Just if you don’t like my opinion don’t be later on rude in my asks or something. As I said I am opened to listen but I AM NOT GONNA TOLERATE HATE OR PEOPLE BEING RUDE TO ME JUST BECAUSE I HAD FUN WITH THIS 

so let’s begin

late 2014+ Dark and wild comeback

The main thing that is totally visible about this so called “era” is that Jikook moments kinda are getting more serious and me watching them interact I always had this heavy feeling on my heart. I would say that this was kinda of a peak of Jungkook’s teasing. I would called this Jungkook being lil shit era. But also we can see other kind of attitude coming from Jungkook to Jimin at that time and that was him getting less shy and showing way more how he cares for Jimin. This period made me confused so many times to be honest because when I finally thought I had some kind of idea of what’s going on something other happened and I got totally confused again. 

Many people would claim that there is not much of a difference in Jikook relantionship when it comes to early 2014 and later 2014. But I see a huge difference and mainly in Jungkook’s behaviour. You are probably asking why do I always point out on Jungkook? To be honest he is way easier for me to read him because Jimin is more of a reserved person and he likes to put out his act. On the other hand Jungkook cannot fake most of his emotions he acts like he feels at the moment and he has no problem to show it. I was thinking about comparing these 2 periods on really nice example and that’s very famous “JIMINTV moment”. It is really nice how these 2 videos are exactly made in the early 2014 and late 2014 and how nicely we can see the change of Jungkook’s behaviour in it. 

The video starts with Jimin visibly trying to get Jungkook’s attentions and Jungkook not really being into it. 

At first I thought he was being shy or not really in the mood to play around but even if that’s the case he still found a way to tease Jimin back.

But then later on we could actually see that maknae was not having it. And he was kind of annoyed and later he left. 

Actually I don’t want to be one of those fans who would be pointing out look in this video Jungkook doesn’t like Jimin’s attention and in this video he does. No that’s not my style at all. I don’t want to talk about it because we will never know what was the base of the video. Why Jimin was even filming Jungkook and why Jungkook was really kind of annoyed. In my opinion it went like this. Jungkook was kinda tired or didn’t feel like filming and Jimin being his clingy caring hyung was trying to make his mood by playing around and annoying him. I don’t think there is more to it and I don’t really wanna go deep into this. The thing I really wanted to point out in this comparison is the body language and the weight of the situation. In this video we definitely could see that Jungkook had still this kind of friendship relationship towards Jimin or that’s what he was still going for. I think he was really not trying push it at that time. 

And then we have this JIMINTV video from which was posted in 2015 but actually was made during Danger/WOH era.

1st of all the awkwardness of the video. The tension in the video was so obvious somebody would be able to cut it into slices. In my opinion Jikook at that time even though they still were friends started to develop further feelings for each other and therefore the moments between them got more cringy and awkward in my opinion. The way Jungkook even looked down is showing he is kind of awkward around Jimin. 

For the 2nd of all and I really want to point this out because this is going to take a huge part of my analysis in the future.Can we talk about HOW Jungkook’s way of staring at Jimin changed? When I think about moments before yeah maknae is quite known for his intense stare and even me and my friend were talking about how Jungkook has this really beautiful eyes and intense stare towards people he finds interesting. BUT Jungkook’s way of staring on Jimin went from “let’s be bffs and make friendship bracelets btw i secretly like you” to “I had secretly a wet dream about you this morning” and I can really prove it. 

We can see the progression of his stare on these and I don’t think it is just me who noticed the change. I am not trying to say that Jungkook wasn’t staring lovingly at Jimin  before but I am just trying to point out the huge change.

Another thing that I noticed about Jikook during this era was that it was the beginning of the so cold tension between them that we are used to address mainly now. Many Jikook fans tend to say that the real blooming of Jikook was during Run era. But I have completely different opinion. The early blooming of jikook was actually in this era. 

The start of Jungkook checking out Jimin.

The grown affection and care from Jungkook towards Jimin.

The grown affection and care from Jungkook towards Jimin.

So I think I pointed the main parts of how I think Jikook progressed in this era and now I would like to talk about my kind of theory of what actually was going on at that time. 

In my opinion this was the time of the huge change in Jungkook’s thinking. I think he slowly started to realize what was going on and he kinda came to conclusion that there is no point to fight against it. Maybe he had some deep conversation with someone accepting or he just found it exhausting to fight his feelings. Of course I don’t think this was the era in which Jungkook came out to Jimin. I assume that even though he accepted himself he wasn’t prepared to talk about it with Jimin. That’s why he was trying to act towards Jimin. Yeah I was saying that Jungkook’s affection towards Jimin changed but that didn’t change the fact that Jungkook was still lil shit  and pulling Jimin’s strings most of the time. When it comes to Jimin I think in this era Jimin started to realize too that Jungkook might mean something more for him than his favorite dongsaeng. And now we have Jimin in his existential crisis. I think this was the point when Jimin went through a huge confusion and unfortunately he had not much time to think about it further because of their busy schedule. That’s why he was trying to act normally most of the times. But I kinda could sense the tension from his side and also him being a bit annoyed by all that Jungkook’s bickering sometimes.

Like we can see here.

To be honest I would really like to talk way further about this in the next part where I am going to make it sort of more like theory and personality analysis more than actual relationship analysis. 

anonymous asked:

okay so i asked someone already and they were an asshole about it. since you are a witch mom, maybe you can explain?? why can't we call them spirit animals?

Originally posted by 2009wasagoodyear

This would be the part that the lights would lower and all eyes would be on me as I roll in a white board.  Anyway…

See, darlin’, there is thing and it is called CULTURAL APPROPRIATION.

*The very words echo off the walls of the empty auditorium.*

By definition, cultural appropriation is the adoption or use of the elements of one culture by members of another culture.  Let’s take the United States and use it as an example…

Because people from hundreds of different ethnicities make up the U.S. population, it’s not surprising that at times cultural groups rub off on each other. Americans who grow up in diverse communities may pick up the dialect, customs and religious traditions of the cultural groups that surround them.

Cultural appropriation is an entirely different matter. It has little to do with one’s exposure to and familiarity with different cultures. Instead, cultural appropriation typically involves members of a dominant group exploiting the culture of less privileged groups–often with little understanding of the latter’s history, experience and traditions.

“Borrowing” is a key component of cultural appropriation. In the 1950s, white musicians borrowed the musical stylings of their black counterparts. Because African Americans weren’t widely accepted in U.S. society at that time, record executives chose to have white recording artists replicate the sound of black musicians. This led to musical forms such as rock-n-roll being largely associated with whites in spite of the fact that black musicians were pioneers of the art form. This move also had financial consequences, as many of the black musicians who helped pave the way for rock-n-roll’s success never saw a dime for their contributions to the music.

Onto the more witchy aspects of this…

The term Spirit Animal, as used by young adults today, is a bastardized version of a Native American tradition.  The word’s loss of meaning is damaging to the concept of tradition, especially one as regularly plagiarized and demeaned as the traditions of Native Americans. Religion and belief is something to be taken seriously, and when it’s corrupted by pop culture and turned into something it shouldn’t be, then that’s where the damage starts to set in. 

I am nowhere near qualified enough to go into the importance of the term, and by no means do I want to generalize Native Americans as a singular identity, especially since Spirit Animal is not the same for every tribe. However, I (and many of my other witchy peers, AKA those assholes you speak of) do feel like the inappropriate use of the term is something that should be pointed out more, since most of the time people don’t know how problematic certain language can be.

Alternatives to “spirit animal” could be: personal totem, Patronus (ha!), familiar, and so on and so forth.

And by the way, I do have three personal animal totems I refer to in my craft.  I used to say “spirit animals” when I was younger and I quickly realized how offensive it was because I, a mixture of some very weird Cajun-Creole/Black Irish, am not Native American.

Hope this helps.

TL; dr: If you appropriate other cultures, YOU are the asshole.

Absolutely! I’ve never written these two together before, but I really enjoyed imagining them meeting, and it did become shippy  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Thanks for the prompt!


The first thing Oikawa notices are his lips, the upward slant of them, crooked and teasing. He doesn’t like it. It feels off balance. It suggests that there are things this dark-haired boy knows that Oikawa does not. He hates that feeling.

“Who is that, Iwa-chan?” he asks, tipping his chin just slightly in the direction of the lanky boy who has caught his attention.

“Kuroo-san?” Iwaizumi says, as if that name should mean anything to Oikawa. “He’s their captain. Middle blocker. You didn’t watch their tapes?”

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#238: You Cuddle After Sex

A/N:

Requested: Yes //  Find my Masterlist here

Luke:

”Isn’t this lovely?” He asked silently and looked up at the night clouds, stars poking out if you looked closely. You looked up from his chest to stare at him, his fingers lightly dancing over the skin of your spine and slowly formed goosebumps on your arms. “What? The view or you?” You teasingly questioned and shut your eyes just for a brief moment, feeling his chest vibrate in chuckles. You still had your eyes closed but you could tell his smile was growing, shaking his head with a deep blush coming to his cheeks. The wind was cod against his bare shoulders and he could hear the ocean loud from below the balcony but otherwise than that everything was quiet. Your nude bodies were heating each other up below the towel that was wet from the swim, feeling how everything felt so peacefully, the sounds of palm trees brushing their leaves by the wind. “Both,” He agreed, making you look up at him from his chest. “Both the view and you are fantastically lovely.” Shaking your head by his cheesiness you focused back on the navy blue ocean, feeling how your stomach was erupting with a million butterflies.

Calum:

“You know I can already feel tomorrow morning I won’t be able to walk properly.” Your words came out innocent but the way Calum was looking down at you told various other emotions. He was having a wide smirk growing on his face along with his eyebrows wiggling, he didn’t have to say anything to let you know the many different things that were going through his mind at once. “Was it really that bad? You sounded so different during the process.” He laughed more quietly to himself than you, watching you turn around so your stomach was resting on the mattress but your cheek was still pressed against his arm. He was having that smile on his face that told he was so comfortable and by one glance down at the sheets that was barely covering his lower parts you couldn’t stop yourself from hiding your giggling face. “Stop…” He requested sternly but still with softness in his tone and you furrowed your eyebrows confused but continued to make the same face. “Stop being so insanely cute.” He whispered and lowered his lips to your bare shoulder, giving a gentle kiss. “It drives me nuts.”

Michael:

“I think that must have been our record.” He breathlessly said once he had finally calmed down from his heart beating twice its rhythm, his back pressed against the mattress with your head on top of his shoulders. The sheets were messily scattered by the half part of the bed but even if you had disagreed and said it would be too hot Michael had still decided to throw it over your nude bodies just for the coziness. “I can’t believe you’re counting.” You laughed and felt how your eyes followed the lines on the ceiling, your heart beating so harshly you could almost feel it in your chest. “I can’t believe you haven’t cuddled me yet.” “That’s because we’re both sweaty and hot.” A dry laugh came from his lips by your words and he leaned down effortlessly to  grab you by the hips and pull you on top of his glistering chest. “That’s nonsense.” He laughed in disagreement and wrapped his arms around your waist to pull you as close as possible and allowed you both to feel how hard your hearts were pounding. “Naked cuddles are my favourite kind of cuddles. There’s no way we’re letting that thing out.”

Ashton:

“We’re never getting out of this bed I’m too comfortable.” He hummed into your ear ever so carefully, yet his words left goosebumps erupt on both your arms that were closely wrapped up in his. His bare chest was breathing heavily against your back, your legs intertwined and a satisfied smile came to his face once he lightly ghosted his hand over your butt. “And this isn’t always I get the chance to touch this without any fabric.” You rolled your eyes by his words and turned around to look at him, his messy sex hair sticking to every direction possible but that didn’t make him less cute than he already was. “We should go shower.” You mentioned, the smell of sweat wouldn’t leave the bedroom and if it was coming from someone it was definitely coming from Ashton. He shook his head in disagreement and placed his head back on top of your bare chest, his hand coming down to rub your skin once again just because he actually could do it. “Can’t, your butt and I have a special meeting in our bed.” He giggled and opened his tired eyes to look at you, giving your butt a small smack.

Helpless

Requsts: “Can you do one for Klaus where he’s obliviously in love with virgin reader and when he leaves town, she’s upset about why. Bestie Stefan comforts her and she ends up riding his face. Klaus finds out,gets upset, returns to show her what she’s missing?” (Not really smutty even though it should be, but there are places where you can gather enough info to literally imagine it. I just couldn’t picture this one as smutty, just more like a drama. It was still fun to write!)

The anxiety building up to the point where Klaus broke your heart made you realize how lucky you were to be oblivious. You just wished you could go back to the days where guys wouldn’t break your heart. Where they wouldn’t make you fall in love with them and then crush you. You were an oblivious nineteen year old girl who fell for Klaus Mikaelson, you let this happen. If you hadn’t then you wouldn’t have to deal with this heart ache. ‘My past promises to keep you with me no matter the destination has brought me to realize your safety is key and not just my needs for you to be by my side. I have to let you go, Y/N.’

Just thinking about the way he was talking to you. He was hurt which made his normally bubbly and happy toned accent sound dreary and cold. You hated goodbyes, and it didn’t matter what they were about. Especially when somebody said goodbye to you. Somebody you loved. Repeating his voice in your head made you feel like he was right next to you, you could feel him there. But when you opened your eyes, he wasn’t there. You opened your eyes to the front door of the boarding house where your best friend Stefan lived.

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maybe i’m delusional, maybe all of us shippers are, but you’re lying if you say you don’t notice it, that spark in jungkooks eyes when he looks at jimin. and you’re lying if you say you don’t notice the way jimin absolutely enjoys it. it’s just crazy how just seeing them on a screen you can feel the tension (not even talking about sexual tension, but the tension that’s felt between two people who feel more) shit idk maybe i think about it too much, maybe i’ve ready too many fanfics lmao maybe i’ve lost my bananas. but i will never say that jimin doesn’t love jungkook, or that jungkook doesn’t love jimin, you gotta be some sort of not okay if you don’t see the love and adoration they hold for each other, no matter what anyone says i believe their soulmates, and maybe in another lifetime they can openly hold each other’s hand in public, go on cute dates etc.

“I love you” seem to never really be enough. Because I’m afraid, that you do not understand what I really mean when I say it. Because, how can so much love, emotions and so damn much happiness possibly fit into those three little words? But until I find a other way to express and say how I feel, so will “I love you” be enough until then. So no matter how many times I say it, It will never really express my love for you enough.
—  Melwowz

Idk I think the reason I love koe no katachi and why so many others love it as well is because it’s more than a romance story. It’s so much deeper and more intimate than two peoples feelings. It’s not two people falling in love, it’s two people learning how to live. And two people learning how to help each other, and to save themselves. We’ve all wanted redemption at one point or another, but not all of us get that chance. It’s a beautiful story about learning to love yourself, and how you can impact other people’s lives in both negative and positive ways. And In so many ways it’s more romantic than an actual romance. “I want you to help me live.” is there a more potent or meaningful thing you could say to someone? Simply beautiful.

Female Teenage INTJ

I have discussed MBTI to death to all my family. My father is a patient and kind man (bit of a wuss) but he says things that surprise me.
When I explain Rationals, or NT types, he tells me how it’s a stereotypical “male way of thinking”. To want to fix things, to be less emotional, to analyse everything. I said I know many Rational girls who do think this way and if has nothing to do with femininity but it got under my skin.

I’m sure other female rationals can agree they have challenged the gender roles more than their share.