how this is coming out

I’m really hesitant about that Dog’s Purpose video because not only was it PETA that released the video, but TMZ is one of the most unreliable news sources available. I’d wait a few more days until more information is released before jumping to conclusions. 

  • *phone rings*
  • *
  • Killer: I can see you
  • Horace:
  • Killer:
  • Horace: How does my hair look?
  • *
  • Killer: I can see you
  • Enoch:
  • Killer:
  • Enoch: So can I. Everyday. In the mirror. I don't see the point of this conversation.
  • *
  • Killer: I can see you
  • Jacob:
  • Killer:
  • Jacob: Welcome. The person you tried to reach is currently on their way to South Carolina. Please try again later.
  • *
  • Killer: I can see you
  • Hugh:
  • Killer:
  • Hugh: *wiggles eyebrows and looks out of the window* Then how come I've never seen you, mon cherie?
  • *
  • Killer: I can see you
  • Millard:
  • Killer:
  • Millard: Well... that is interesting.

i borrowed this book from the school library and its interviews w these people from the trans community and i just wanna come out so fucking bad to my family…. like my therapist and school counselor knows and a teacher knows as well but i wanna come out to my parents!!!¡¡ my dad is more chill abt it than my mom but my mom is Gross! im so dysphoric xan i die

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“Never let the audience know how it’s gonna come out. Get them on your time….Hit ‘em, knock 'em over, with an attitude, with a word, with a look. Be surprising. Figure out a way to do it that has never been done before….Damn, damn, damn, damn! When it’s right, it’s right. You can feel it in your bones. Then you feel whole. Then you feel good.”

- Marlon Brando, on his performance (Listen To Me Marlon)

i love how louis represents that sometimes the best things in life come out of complete coincidences…. like… he entered a talent show in just the right year and got not only success but some of the best relationships of his life out of it. he goes to a show and the performer cancels but another one replaces him that night and louis gets another genuine relationship out of it all. this is the best and the worst thing about life tbh, you never KNOW

Also, if the cover story is that eurus died when she was 7 or 10 and only like lady smallwood (as far as we know) knows otherwise, how come mycroft “mi6” holmes is constantly blurting out things like “you know what i did to the other one” constantly where people could potentially overhear him

anonymous asked:

Can't believe he deadass admitted he has a matching ass tattoo with Danielle's brother and they're still calling her fake. And what part of the contract forced this exactly? Not only a tattoo, but one we can't even see? How does permanent ink with the beards brother help him come out? Just wondering larries

And he said he’s gonna have it FOREVER. He doesn’t even imply he’ll get it covered up with something cooler or removed.

🤔

Five things meme

Five things you’ll find in my bag: Virginia Woolf, at least 3 currencies, ticket stubbs, good luck necklaces, headphones

Five things in my bedroom: 3 undead roses, a rocking chair, a windowsill full of soviet/venetian history books, a mini bookshelf with still more books, framed soviet propaganda posters

Five things I’ve wanted/still want to do in life: travel more, live in another country, become an academic, read more philosophy, start a family

Five things that make me happy: my family and my friends, being invested in a fandom, reading really interesting academic articles (currently reading one about werewolves in post-soviet literature as allegories for dealing with the legacy of the Terror - moments like this remind me why I chose history), the brilliance of the sunlight just after rainfall (or its glow in autumn and winter, through a slight foggy haze), windy days.

Five things I’m currently into: kastle, Ken and Bart from Dirk Gently’s holistic detective agency, Doc Holliday from Wynonna Earp, Dragon Age, Schitt’s Creek

Five things on my to-do list: bridesmaid dress shop, driving theory test prep, job applications, Russian homework, meet friend for beer

Five things people may not know about me: I have a twin sister and two younger brothers, I love butterscotch angel’s delight and Milkybars, I have knobbly knuckles and my hands can get so dry in winter the backs of them crack and bleed, I sing all the time and sometimes don’t even realise I’m doing it (I’m not partic good I just love it), and for a while as a kid I wanted to become a geologist. My gran had (still has) these collections of books on natural phenomenon and weather and disasters, and my sis and I would go through them and look at the pictures. I loved the one on precious stones. Also the one on storms (Twister was a favourite movie of mine for a while!)

Five people to tag: @carry-the-sky @lightofpage @ejunkiet @jessicapendragon @artemisgarden @funkypoacher

anonymous asked:

So I'm probably in the minority here, but I'm actually really excited FS are going to have a fight because they might finally be able to work through some of their issues...But I'm also worried it will end like the fight in 3x08 where nothing actually gets resolved. What do you think?

Hi Anon!

Well I can assure you, you are not alone for being excited to see the fight.  This is one they need to have, one they’ve needed to have as I hope Jemma goes into the self sacrifice stuff and what Fitz does to protect her, how that makes her feel.  They will only be stronger when they come out on the other side.

I also remember what we got after our fight in 3x08….and they are saving this seasons first kiss for something.

Originally posted by fitzsimmmonsy

What I don’t know is if it gets fully resolved or if it continues to linger.  I think that its going to be pretty much done by 14 for sure.  It depends on how much Jemma knows about Fitz working on AIDA 1.0 and if we have something like Closure or The Good Samaritan lurking on the horizon.  In that they get interrupted or separated, leaving the fight unresolved. It adds to the pain of on of them getting hurt, kidnapped, or being in mortal peril between now and 14.  

I have a theory that Elena will be the one that takes the fall next week, splitting Mackelena up.  If Fitzsimmons are still resolving their tiff at that point, seeing another couple torn apart by the job should be enough for them to make sure they patch things up.  

No matter when it gets resolved (again 14 TOPS but I think sooner, they aren’t dragging things out long this season) I do think we will see some sort of resolution for Fitzsimmons on the other side.  As I said above this is over due and will lead to some good progress for them in their relationship.  Temporary pain from the fight will be worth it in the make up phase of things.

Originally posted by elivent

The Upper Hand: Jefferson x Reader {Part 7}

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6

Hamilton – Modern AU (Law School)

Jefferson x Reader

2,026 words

Part 7! I’m just gonna say sorry now… Another filler chapter that didn’t turn out how I had planned. Better chapters will come soon, including the reveal of who the reader has been staying with for the last couple of days. 

Originally posted by wegotitmadeintheshade

Thomas stares at the blinking curser at the top of his Word document, his mind anywhere but the 10-page paper due tomorrow at 11:30am. Knowing that the ringer is on full volume, he resists the urge to check his phone. If you contact him, he will definitely hear it.

Three days without a word from you, no answer to the dozens of phone and text messages he had sent to you. Messages like,

Saturday, 11:45am: Y/N? I understand why you’re not picking up. I just wanted to apologize for my behavior. It was childish and immature and I can see why you’re so upset. I regret my actions and words toward Hamilton, for your sake. Okay, well, please call me back so I know you’re okay. Bye.

Saturday, 4:26pm: I guess you’re still not answering your phone. I’m just calling to apologize again. I’m sorry that I hurt you. And I’m sorry about your dress. You looked so beautiful in my favorite color.

Sunday, 3:58pm: Y/N, please answer. I miss you so much, and I’m worried. I can’t believe I messed this up. You deserve so much better than me. But… please, Y/N, give me a second chance. I…I need you.

Monday, 7:19pm: I know that I should just take the hint and stop calling, but you weren’t in class today. Are you okay? I took notes for you in Washington’s class and emailed them to you. And, just in case you forgot, our presentation is this Thursday. I understand if you don’t want to speak to me, but we have to finish our project. So if you won’t call me to talk about us, then please can we discuss the presentation? Bye.

He feels incomplete without you around, like he lost an important body part and all that’s left is a gaping hole. He hadn’t realized how much better his life was with you in it. Your laugh had the ability to brighten his whole day; when you glared or rolled your eyes at him, he could only think about how cute you looked. He finds himself thinking about the way you always tightened your ponytail when you were getting serious about something, or how you nibbled on your lower lip when you were deep in thought.

A knock at Thomas’ open bedroom door jerks him back to the present. James Madison stands in the doorway, solemnly holding a bowl and spoon in one hand. He looks Thomas over, his scruffy, unshaven beard, his unkempt hair sticking out in more crazy directions than usual, his sweatpants and baggy shirt. Never has he seen Thomas so un-put together. Y/N must really be doing a number on him.

James walks to Thomas’ desk and hands him a bowl of mac ‘n’ cheese. Surprisingly, Thomas places it beside the laptop and wordlessly nods at him. James has never seen Thomas leave mac ‘n’ cheese untouched.

“How’re you doing?” James asks quietly.

Thomas lets out a half-grunt, half-snort. “I think I lost her.”

“You’ve never lost anything before.”

“This is different.” The taller man leans his head into his hands. “She has a mind of her own. I can’t just make her do what I want.”

James chuckles. “That’s good for you. You need someone who can stand up to you.”

“But she’s gone. I’ve called her more times than I can count, but she won’t pick up. I barely got a chance with her, and I blew it.”

“I think that when she’s ready, she’ll contact you. She seems like she needs some space.”

Shaking his head, Thomas looks up at his friend. “I’m afraid that if she has too much time, she’ll forget me.”

“She could never forget you, Jefferson. You’re unforgettable.” James motions to the bowl of rapidly cooling mac ‘n’ cheese. “Now eat something. You’ll feel better.”

When James leaves, Thomas takes a bite of his favorite comfort food.

Suddenly, his phone rings, startling him into almost falling off his chair. He recovers quickly and grabs it, reading a number he doesn’t recognize, and answers.

“Yeah?”

“Jefferson?” a masculine voice asks.

“Yes. Who is this?”

“Hamilton.”

Thomas’ voice turns cold. “What do you want?”

“I know I’m the last person you want to hear from, but… have you heard anything from Y/N?”

“She made it pretty clear that we were done.”

“So, no?”

“Nope.”

“Shit.”

Thomas’s heart quickens. “Why?”

“It’s just that nobody’s heard from her since Friday at the restaurant. Laf, Herc, and Laurens haven’t gotten any messages, Peggy hasn’t seen her. Complete silence.”

Thomas grips the edge of his desk in panic. He hadn’t even stopped to consider that you could be in any danger. A sickening guilt gnaws at his stomach. What if you had been kidnapped? Or had gotten into an accident?

“Look, Jefferson, we’re going over to her apartment to look around. Hercules hopes that we can find some clues as to where she’s gone.”

There’s a pause, muffled arguing in the background followed by a muttered, Dammit Laurens!

“Laurens says we need to invite you, if you want,” Hamilton grumbles. “I’ll text you her address.”

“All right.”

The line goes dead, leaving Thomas sitting in stunned silence. You could be in serious danger, but there’s nothing he can do about it. He feels so helpless. Forcing horrible images of you in danger from his mind, he slams the laptop shut, forgetting the paper in a heartbeat. You are his first priority.


Fifteen minutes later, Thomas arrives at your apartment. Lafayette answers his knock at your door, wordlessly letting him enter. Hamilton is sitting on your gray couch, scrolling through your laptop with laser focus. Laurens is looking through some unopened mail on a side table. Hercules Mulligan and Peggy emerge from the hallway.

“Toothpaste and face wash are gone,” Herc announces.

“Looks like she took an overnight bag or something,” Peggy adds. But there’s a lot of clothes on the floor, so it’s hard to tell what she took.”

“She tried on nearly everything in her closet getting ready for her date with Jefferson,” Laurens informs, looking up at Thomas as he enters the living room.

Hamilton glares at Thomas but returns to his work when Laurens nudges his arm. “I don’t see any email confirmations for major purchases, like plane or bus tickets. I think she’s still in the city.”

“Who else could she have gone to stay with?” Thomas asks. He doesn’t know you well enough to conjecture about this.

The group congregates on the assorted chairs and couches in your living room, silence falling as everyone thinks about your other contacts.

“I think she had lunch with Aaron Burr once,” Peggy murmurs thoughtfully.

“That doesn’t mean she’d go stay with him, though,” Laurens interjects.

“Have you heard back from Angelica?” Hamilton asks Peggy. He avoids Thomas’ eyes and his body is turned away from him. Thomas fights the urge to roll his eyes. How immature is this guy? Still involved in a petty fight while his friend is missing?

“She said she hadn’t heard from her.”

“Didn’t she hang out with George Eacker and Charles Lee at one point?” Lafayette asks.

“Freshman year,” Hamilton mumbles, clearly irritated at the mention of those two. “She told them that she was from Nebraska, and they told the whole school. She was so embarrassed.”

Hamilton glares at Thomas, as if to say Doesn’t that sound familiar? Thomas clenches his jaw, feeling new regret for the way he treated you.

“There’s no way she’d even talk to either of them,” Hamilton states definitively.

The group falls silent once again. No one has any answers to the one question everyone is thinking in their minds. Hercules suggests another sweep of your bedroom for any overlooked clues, Peggy and Lafayette following him down the hall. Hamilton stays with your laptop, reading through old emails and attempting to log into your bank account to check your credit card activity. Laurens stays between Thomas and Hamilton, acting as a buffer between the two explosive characters.

Thomas feels so useless. He sits in a floral patterned armchair near the window—unbeknownst to him it’s your favorite chair—and skims the books in your bookshelves. Many classics, Jane Austen, The Aeneid, Odysseus, Charles Dickens. A few mystery books, a handful of period romances. There’s a big section on history, especially World War II. A small book with a tattered, well-worn cover catches his eyes, and he pulls it off the shelf. Harper Lee’s To Kill a Mockingbird. He flips casually through the pages, skimming highlights and annotations you’ve written in the margins. One page catches his attention.

“The one place where a man ought to get a square deal is in a courtroom, be he any color of the rainbow, but people have a way of carrying their resentments right into a jury box.”

This passage has been highlighted and underlined. An annotation in pink pen is in the margin.

Justice should be blind to any human-created prejudices, including color, nationality, sexuality. Lawyers should disregard these differences when representing clients and remind the jury to remain impartial, for the preservation of justice.

Thomas finds himself nodding in agreement with your note. It’s such a powerful, yet simple statement that he’s never really thought about before. Racial tension has always been an issue in this country, and the courtroom hasn’t been immune to it. Thomas remembers reading To Kill a Mockingbird in high school; he found himself being inspired to go into law because of Atticus’ passion for racial justice in the courtroom. He realizes that this book inspired you as well, another thing you two have in common.

The HamilSquad returns to the living room, gloomy expressions revealing their lack of success in your bedroom. Peggy grabs her coat and shoes.

“Guys, I think we should split up and check any places we think she might be,” she says, jangling her car keys in her hand. “Hercules and I are going to check out Angelica’s and our apartments.”

“Lafayette and I can call Burr and see if she’s at Alex and I’s apartment,” Laurens volunteers.

This left Alex and Thomas.

“Someone should stay here in case she comes back,” Alex says.

“I can.” Everyone looks at Thomas warily, but he ignores it. “Madison will call me if she shows at my apartment. I want to be here.”

Hamilton’s eyes narrow, but Laurens’ gentle hand on his shoulder stops him from arguing with Thomas. “Fine. I’m gonna go contact a friend, see if he can help me with her laptop. But I’ll be back to keep an eye on you.”

Thomas nods in surrender. The two men who need to apologize to you the most will be waiting if you return to your apartment. While the others put on their coats and jackets and tersely say goodbye, he wanders into your kitchen for some food. Not eating for twelve hours has really taken a toll on his stamina.

You have a lot of frozen premade cookie dough in your freezer, so he pulls out a roll. The fridge has sandwich fixings and a pitcher of strawberry lemonade, which he also takes out. While the cookies bake, he makes a turkey, tomato, and lettuce sandwich, hungrily consuming the nourishment.

After he rescues the cookies from almost burning, he checks his watch: 2:17am. No wonder he’s so tired. He grabs a cookie from the tray and wanders into the living room. He’ll sleep on the couch; hopefully Hamilton will be quiet when he comes back. But when he lays down, he realizes that he’s too long for the couch. Either his feet and half of his lower legs or his head and shoulders are lying off the edge.

Exhausted and frustrated, he gets a sudden idea. He stumbles into your room, taking a moment to appreciate the decorations—it’s very you—before tiredly tugging off his shirt. He tosses the shirt onto the floor and tumbles face-first into your bed. The pillow smells like you, he sleepily realizes as he pulls the blankets over his body. Within a minute, he is asleep, his mind filling with dreams of you.

anonymous asked:

why is everyone talking about how awesome tarjei is rn? lol

in an interview with julie andem, julie said that when she called tarjei to tell him he’d got the part of isak, tarjei said something along the lines of ‘how long will it take for him to come out?’ as in he already knew that isak would have a coming out storyline and was excited to get to it

and it sort of refuted the idea that tarjei was uncomfortable kissing a boy. basically he’s just a well-rounded precious bean who will not stand for people’s ‘no homo’ bullshit

How To React When A Loved One Comes Out As Trans 101

So I’ve been wanting to make this post for a while, and Colin Mochrie’s daughter coming out as trans kind of inspired me to do this.

Disclaimer: No relative of mine has come out as trans, at least not that I know of, and I have no children, but I have a handful of trans friends, some of whom came out as trans after I met them. This is meant to be applicable to any relationship.

1. Sometimes, on the surface, your idea of someone and who they actually are is not the same. We think that person’s a girl and they’re actually a guy, or what have you. The fact is, aside from gender and appearance they’re still that person we love. Remember that. They are still your child, your friend, your sibling, your whatever.

2. There’s going to be a learning curve. You’re used to referring to them by one name and set of pronouns, and now they’re going by another name and set of pronouns. It’s an adjustment. But adjust, damn it. And don’t be a histrionic fuckass about it. If you mess up (which you probably will at first), just correct yourself and move on. If you do that, pretty soon it will be second nature to refer to them as the right name and pronouns.

3. I am not trans, so I am not an expert on the trans experience. But I do know they’re dealing with enough bullshit. Give them support, not more bullshit.

4. Just don’t be a dick. Let them do their thing and be there to help them if they need it.

anonymous asked:

How would Shiro and Lance react to their s/o coming out as trans?

Shiro takes the news with a bit of surprise, but encourages his s/o to express themselves in whatever way makes them happiest because regardless of gender they’re the person he loves. Wants to understand their feelings as much as possible so along with talking/listening to them about issues he also consults a lot of online sources. He wants to be someone they always feel safe and comfortable confiding in, even if its just venting about body dysphoria.

Lance’s biggest concern is what he should call them now…boyfriend? Girlfriend? Something else entirely? He asks a lot if certain petnames or compliments make them uncomfortable and does his best to remember name/pronoun changes. Would also ask his older siblings for hand-me-downs if his s/o was more comfortable in a certain type of clothing, whatever he can do to help them feel comfortable. Is ready to fight anyone making transphobic or mean comments.