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Why Vmin are called the “Soulmate Couple”

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Before I get into this, I’d like to say, that this will provide examples as to how amazingly close vmin are to being considered real life soulmates. It’ll also help anyone who wants to know about vmin’s relationship and how close the two actually are. But overall, it’ll definitely explain why some of the fandom refers to them as already soulmates. Whether it’s viewed platonically or romantically:)

Okay here we go. Pray for me to be able to get all of this in one post.

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Ten Dos and Ten Don'ts of dating Min Yoongi

i think i’m funny, jungkook’s a brat; the usual. happy birthday to me lmao

a complete guide on what to do and not to do if you happen to be dating a man called min yoongi, brought to you by yoongi’s favorite brat, jeon jungkook.

word count: 1,306

Disclaimer: Jeon Jungkook does not take responsibility for Yoongi’s actions, and therefore should not be held accountable for any negative reactions his boyfriend might have, as Yoongi’s levels of tolerance towards Jungkook – and towards Jungkook only – exceed all expectations.

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Hwarang: Hansung.

The only reason I started watching this drama was Kim Taehyung, but I admit that after the first two episodes it got me hooked. But that doesn’t mean that I forgot about Hansung because everytime he appeared on screen I started smiling like a fool and feeling so proud.

Before the drama started and the character pictures were posted, everybody was sure that Hansung looked like that character that will die. I just laughed it off, “they wouldn’t kill him on his first drama”, but now…

Now it became true and I can’t really blame anyone, yes they did me so dirty, making me cry till I’ll drown in my own tears and it was the first time I sincerely cared about a character, and seeing him go… I just, it felt so real, and he only wanted happines and peace, Hansung.

I’m happy that there are only two episodes left, because otherwise I don’t think I could’ve watched it till the end, without my heart breaking while waiting for Hansung to appear.

I want to applaud Kim Taehyung for his acting and for being such a wonderful person, and… I can’t wait for his next drama. * but i swear to god if he dies in that too i’ll cut somebody*


Your very official very real source for the cast of the new chaos walking movie starring two adults!

Mistress Coyle will be played by the Wine Drinking Model from this image. So niche! 

Mayor Prentiss will be played by this guy! Aka Stanley from the Office! Good to see him diversifying his portfolio!

Manchee, in a shock decision, has been recast as Biggie Cheese

David Prentiss Jr Will Be Played by whichever 4chan artist made this stupid dumb ass unfunny pro-Ted Cruz meme. The idea is to reach out to the 3% minority that yell a lot on facebook posts. 

Aaron will be played by this freaking lefty’s (me) political alignment! I hope he succeeds in the role :)

Hammer, one of the Mayor’s generals, will be played by Bill Shorten australias opposition leader. It makes some sense depending on the day and how powerful the Labor Right faction is feeling that day! As his first major motion picture, Bill admits to a bit of nervousness. I say we all give Bill a big clap!

Thanks everyone for watching! will fill you in on more as the details come to me

anonymous asked:

So glad you had fun and enjoyed your weekend! One question, the looks Cait gives Sam are they as loving in person as they look in print? And do they give off a certain vibe when together? Like friends or lovers? Thank you for all your info!

they’re more so. The last couple weeks have been hard, I’ll be the first to admit that, but seeing them in person leaves absolutely no doubt in my mind that they’re together and quite probably married. The first thing that pops into my head when you mention her looks is Cait’s face when Sam mentioned how much money MPC had raised for Bloodwise. She was kind of nodding along initially and when he said the amount she LIT THE FUCK UP and gave him this adoring look. I had a straight view of her face more than I did of Sam’s so you know what, just for you anon, I’ll post my crappy pictures that I took so you can see even more. 

Infatuation (pt7)

Originally posted by qt-taehyungssi

“Taehyung heard the sound of a whistle and looked around. The world was in motion all around him, but his mind was foggy. Suddenly he was on the ground, eyes going dark, and the image of you with Jimin flashed through his mind before he blacked out.”

Genre: Fluff | Angst
Members: Taehyung x Reader, Jimin x Reader
Word count: 2301

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pokemonashketchumfan  asked:

You should put Tux on a diet. He looks like he can't fit through small spaces anymore.

Here’s a video of Tux from the end of February:

And here’s the video I recently posted of Tux from May:

He looks much fatter in the second video, right?

Except he’s NOT fatter.  Not even a little bit.  I weigh him every week, and his weight hasn’t changed since then.  In fact, today he weighs less than he did the day he was admitted to the ferret shelter last fall.

The difference between Tux now and Tux in any pictures or videos I posted before mid-March is that now he has a super long, super soft, super healthy coat of fur from the super high quality raw (mostly whole prey) diet I changed him to after bringing him home from the shelter.  His previous coats were much shorter and coarser.  (In that first video, his new coat was only halfway grown in.)  He IS a big boy, but he’s always been that way, and neither the shelter vet nor my vet ever suggested to change his diet for the sake of weight loss.

Couldn't resist

Summary: Phil is live streaming on You Now and Phil does something bad.
Genre: Angst, fluff, slight smut
Word Count: 1200
TW: Yelling? Dan being a little bitch?!

-Phil’s POV-

‘Fuck Phil, stop’ Dan gasps.
‘What?’ I cheekily grin ‘I’m not doing anything!“
Dan rolls his eyes and crawls onto my lap straddling me, then whispers in my ear ‘you know what you’re doing’
I grab Dan’s waist 'I was just showing my boyfriend some affection’
'By kissing my neck, and you know what that does to me’ Dan laughs
'Okay I’m sorry I’ll admit I was trying to get into the mood,’ Dan gives me a I-told-you-so-smirk
'Luckily you stopped me it’s time to live stream’
'I’ll grab your laptop’ Dan says while getting off me
'Thanks bear’
When Dan’s out of the lounge room I sigh. Dan didn’t want our relationship to be public, but I did. I wanted to post pictures of us holding hands in exotic places, kissing in the sunlight and tweeting things about how much I loved him it sounds cliche but I wanted it so bad.
Dan sits next to me and I log into my laptop. Dan gives me a kiss on the cheek,
'Have fun with the live show!’
'Thanks babe’
I start my live show and instantly thousands of HIIII’s and Hey Phil’s come rushing in.
'Hey guys! How’s it hanging?’ I start off
I look at the chat.
'lestersboxers says I felt like crap but now because you are livestreaming everything’s way better. Aw thanks! Interesting username to by the way!’ I laugh.
I talk with the chat for about half an hour until I can’t ignore the 'Where’s Dan?’ comments. Like them, I couldn’t really handle Dan not being with me.
'Where’s dan?’ I read out
'Uh, where is Dan?’ I look around
'Dan! We are in need of your presence’ I yell out
I hear pounding footsteps and a faint 'Dan is on his way!’
Dan plops next to me, but not close enough for our thighs to touch.
'Hey guyssss’ Dan grins
I let Dan take control of the live stream for a while,every now and then I say something. I’m just focused on Dan’s gorgeous eyes and his floppy chocolate hair. I try not to make it too obvious, I’m staring at him.
'Phew it’s hot in here’ Dan pants
'Hmm, it is’ I agree
Dan starts to take off his jumper leaving him wearing a tight fitting black shirt. That’s when I can’t take it. Dan’s halfway through answering someone who asked 'What anime are you and Phil watching now’ when I sit-up and put my hand on Dan’s cheek and stroke it and kiss hiss him softly. Dan automatically melts into my lips like always until Dan realises WE ARE ON LIVE STREAM. Dan pulls away leaving me frowning, Dan looks at the laptop webcam speechless. Heaps of WHATT’s, 😭😭😭😭’s and PHAN IS REAL!! come up in the chat. I can already see the tweets, posts, phanfics and edits coming (honestly he can’t wait to see them). Dan looks at the webcam for a split second more and slams the laptop lid down.
'WHAT THE FUCK PHIL!’ Dan yells at me
I hang my head 'I’m sorry I-’
Dans voice is deadly 'what have you done? You know how I feel about this’
A tear rolls down my cheek 'Dan I’m really sor-’
Dan gets up and goes to the kitchen. He breathes in then screams at me 'Phil I’m so fucking mad at you! WHY?! Why, why, why!’
Just when I think he’s done he starts off again.
'You know I don’t like people knowing about my sexuality and relationships! You’re so fucking stupid and dumb PHIL!’
I’ve started sobbing now and then Dan throws a cup in my direction. I quickly duck and hear the glass cup smash the floor I then run off to our room and lock the door. I flop on the bed and let the tears flow. Dan said I’m stupid and dumb he must be right, I was so stupid to kiss Dan. I’m so pathetic I couldn’t have waited twenty more minutes than Dan would have happily made out with me.
I cry and cry until I fall asleep. When I wake up its 11:33 at night. Everything is silent until I hear faint sniffles. I unlock our door and try and find out where the noise is coming from. I look at the spare room, there coming from there. I open the door and find Dan crying in the corner with a blanket wrapped around him.
'Dan?’ I ask
'Shit, Phil’ Dan whispers, he wraps the blanket tighter around him. I walk over to him.
'Phil, stop. Don’t’ Dan breathes
'What?’ I asked puzzled
'I don’t wanna hurt you’ a tear rolls down his cheek
'Bear..’ I crouch down near him
'Oh Phil!’ Dan cries out while flinging his arms around me. He sobs into my shoulder while I rub his back and saying quiet shh’s and it’s okay baby. He then stops and we turn and I get biggest hug I’ve ever received.
'Phil, it really isn’t okay. I should be comforting you, not the other way round. I am so sorry love’ Dan wipes my tears away with his thumb.
'All I’ve ever wanted is to show everyone how much I love you and need you. I wanna post cheesy lovey pictures. I want to show everyone what it looks like when we kiss not some edit. Dan our fans are so loyal they deserve to know. No one will judge you, they will love and support us. And we will get so much I knew it’s but it’ll all be okay’
Dan laughs and ruffles my hair.
'I’m sorry for the awful things I said, I honestly take them back, and sorry for throwing a cup at you.’
What Dan did will take time for me to heal, but I know that his apology was sincere 'Thanks Dan for apologising, and honestly I am a bit stupid and dumb’
'Phillip fucking Michael Lester. You are the most gorgeous human being ever. You’re funny and sweet and incredibly smart. You are NOT stupid and or dumb’
'Wow Dan, that’s. That’s really nice’ I give his nose a little kiss
'Can I just ask why you kissed me on a live stream?’ Dan asks
I give a little laugh 'today you’ve never looked so hot and I couldn’t resist it’
'God I don’t deserve you. My whole world thought I was so hot they couldn’t resist kissing me. What did I do to deserve you?’
I shrug 'things just happen’
He nods 'well it looks like it’s time to make a video and tell them everything’
I smile Dan would do this for me?
'Everything?’ I say with bright eyes
Dan looks at the bed 'well… Maybe not everything’
We both burst out laughing.
I then kiss Dan. This kiss felt different, it didn’t feel shy, it didn’t feel nervous. We’d never kissed like this before. Dan pulls back
'Holy fuck I’m gay’
I laugh
'this is why you bottom in phanfiction and real life’
Dan pretends to be offended, he then looks into my eyes.
'God I love you’
'Same to you bear’

A/N: Hope you liked this ;)

“See look, they are WAY cooler than I am. Look at that. Sexy. A dreamboat. Get a new lock screen you egg!”

Red is quick to snap a picture, drool pooling between his fangs.  “asgore’s beard, this party is where it’s at.  that one can be my general phone background.  i’m keepin’ the lockscreen.”  He calls out toward the table, “hey, stretch.  did’ja say you wanted this?”

“yep,” comes the muffled reply.

“wellll, i might could be persuaded to not post this on the undernet.  but you’re gonna have to admit i’m a hell of a lot sexier than stretch.”


anonymous asked:

i had a dream that ernst looks at hanschen and goes "gentlemen prefer blonds" because someone was asking him about some girl with a different hair color and he looks over at hanschen and thats basically how he admits he likes hanschen and now i need a fic desperately

Okay so I did it and I'm sorry if it sucks.


I sat down at our lunch table. I grabbed my lunch and took a big bite of my sandwich. No one had sat down and I was alone. I pulled out my phone and browsed through Instagram. Hanschen had posted another picture of his cat (lait). One time when he was drunk he tried to tell me that he was a cat and something about milk and that’s why his cat’s name is the french word for milk, but I was too busy staring at his lips. I was lost in my thoughts when Moritz sat next to me and slammed down his backpack. “How are you, Ernst.” His hair is a freaking a mess so I know Melchior had band early this morning. “I’m good.You?”

“I’m tired, sad and stressed.” I give him a sympathetic look and he blushes.

“It’ll be okay. Melchior is tutoring you, right?”

“Yeah, but he’s really bad at teaching math for some reason, he’s great with English and biology but he really sucks at math.”

“I’m sure I could get Hanschen to tutor you.”

“You know what? Sure. I’m desperate” I smile at him and give him half of my sandwich.

A couple minutes later almost everyone is here. I sat next to Hanschen as he babbled about why the new Beauty and The Beast sucks. When Melchior sat down he frowned and fixed Moritz’s hair and Moritz blushed as Melchior ran his hands through his hair. “Okay, so Anna thinks that Mariana Whelan has the prettiest most beautiful hair.”

“Wendla! I didn’t say those exact words. But it’s just so dark and smooth and shiny, like what kind of shampoo does she use? Otto? What do you think?”

“Obviously her hair is pretty.” I can’t explain why I said what I said next but I did.

“Gentleman prefer blondes.” I turned towards Hanschen and he blushed. Why did I do that? What was I thinking? What’s wrong with me?

“Are you a gentleman?” Melchior said with a smirk on lips

“Umm, ” Wendla and Ilse are both about to crack up.

“Ernst you do realize only one of us is blonde and it ain’t me.”

“Yeah uhh well umm……goodbye.” I grabbed my stuff and ran outside the cafeteria.

“Ernst wait.”I turn around and face him.

“He, why’d you run?” He tilts his head a little to the right and I hate him for being so attractive.

“Well, you see I didn’t really want to say all of this in front of everyone.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, you see ever since we first met in seventh-grade I’ve always had this small crush on you.” His mouth falls open and I don’t have the sense to stop so I just keep going.

“At first I just thought that you were just pretty not that like I actually wanted to you know like be your boyfriend. But then I kept getting the urge to kiss you and ruffle your hair and take you on dates and make you laugh. So I have a crush on you and I’m sorry if that makes you uncomfortable but now you know and–mmm” I don’t get to finish because all of a sudden Hanschen’s lips are on mine.

Long Time- No See

Based on Prompt from @alpha-of-four : “I JUST SAW THAT YOU ARE IN NEED OF A REQUEST I have this thingy but you can play around with it because YOU DESERVE TO HAVE SOME FUN 💕 So, here’s the what if … What if Reader had been a nurse/doctor in the Navy and at one point helped Owen, and they maybe had something but didn’t realize until it was too late? THEN Owen left for Isla Nublar and years later she was offered a medical position there. It’s been years, and they kinda moved on but then again they didn’t. HAVE FUN “

A/n: Sorry it’s so short, I wanted to finish it and post it during class. Hope this is what you were looking for (also sorry if anything is wrong, I did no research about army doctors/nurses or even theme park ones for that matter.) Also tagging the lovely @sis-tafics for being awesome and being my friend! I hope you like my writing style >< yours is so amazing 

When you accepted the job at Jurassic world, you foolishly assumed it would be like out in the field: more dangerous illnesses, injuries, and complications. You pictured dino bites and chaos. However, since you started two weeks ago, the worst you’ve seen is a child’s sprained ankle, and even then, you only admitted the child and calmed him down while the doctor took care of the rest.

You leaned against the wall in the waiting room, waiting for someone-anyone-to come in and make things interesting.

Just as that thought crossed your mind, the bell at the door jingled and a man walked in. Your eyes immediately went to the bleeding gash on his arm and you wrinkled your nose at the smell, but silently rejoiced at actually having something interesting.

“I’m fine,” He said, and you froze when you heard his voice. “Just need a couple stitches.”

He looked up from his arm and met your eyes and you were instantly transported back in time, standing beside the bed of a  young navy-man who was admitted on your first day-your fist patient. He had smiled and smirked and had you laughing by the end of the day, him comforting you on your first day rather than you comforting him. You spent three days spending as much time as you could at his bedside listening to his stories and his past and you loved every minute of it.

However, when you finally got the nerve to do something about your budding feelings for him, you got into work to find his bed empty. Your boss said he had been checked out that morning. No note, no number or address, nothing left behind. You tried your best to forget this man who did weird things to your heartbeat and made you feel as amazing as he did, but you never could.

“Grady.” You said, instinctively.

As the recognition hit his eyes, he smiled warmly and nodded, “ Y/L/N.”

“I can’t belie- what are you doing he- wait you’re bleeding.” You shook your head and realized you shouldn’t make him stand there with a wound and talk about why he didn’t give you his number. “Come with me.” You said authoritatively and lead him to the back room. You were silent as the doctor stitched him up but couldn’t force yourself to leave the room, lest he leave again.

He glanced at you and smiled many times, but he never said anything other than answering the doctor’s questions. He worked with the raptors. He got too close to the fence. The “Beta” took a snap at him. You listened intently as you could tell he was using his storytelling voice, if only for your sake, that he used many years ago.

When he was all patched up, you lead him back out to the waiting room.

“Y/n,” He began, almost seeming at a loss for words, which was the one thing Owen never was. “I thought I’d never see you again.” His smile warmed your heart, but you wondered at his words. Did he mean he thought he’d never have to face you which is why he didn’t say anything to you. Your mind swirled around many possible reasons as to why he wouldn’t be excited to see you when his words broke you out of your revier.

“I mean, you never wrote me, but I was so sure that you-”

“Wait, what?” You asked, mouth dropping open. How the hell could you write him without any information?

“When I checked out, I thought you would write me but-” You cut him off again, a bad habit, but you were so confused.

“How was I supposed to write you? You disappeared without even saying goodbye.”

He looked at you dumbstruck for a second and slowly opened his mouth. “I gave the nurse the letter, she said she would give it to you.” You thought back to the women you worked with at the time and thought of Angela, the redhead who worked the cots next to yours and always looked at you with jealousy when Owen talked all day with you.

“Red-head?” You asked, holding your hand up, “About this tall?” He nodded and you laughed at the absurdity of it. He did leave you a letter, but that jealous bitch must have throw it away. You couldn’t even be mad in the moment as you were so relieved that he didn’t just ditch you… at least not on purpose.

“Well, It never got to me. She didn’t exactly like me.” You said, shrugging. He smiled down at you, hope in his eyes and stepped forward and closed the distance between the two of you suddenly.

“Well, should I tell you what it said?” He asked as he looked down into your eyes. Your heart beat unreasonable fast at the proximity and you swallowed hard before nodding, a small smile on your lips. He placed a hand on your cheek and spoke.

“I said that I loved seeing your smile every day, and hearing your laugh. I truly believe you’re the reason I got better so quick.” You tried not to smile too widely, but failed miserably. “I said how much I liked you and how beautiful you were. I asked you to write me and call me.” He brushed a strand of hair out of your eyes.  “And I told you how bad I had wanted to kiss you before you left the night before. If I had known I wouldn’t see you the next day, I would have done it then and there, and I regretted it. I wanted you to know that I was pretty sure I had fallen in love with you already.”

Traitor tears had come to your eyes and you begged them not to fall, but when they did, he brushed them away. “And in case you’re wondering, my feelings haven’t changed.”

He leaned down close, his face just inches from yours. He paused, giving you the chance to reject him, to push him away. Instead, you grabbed the collar of his white shirt and pulled him down the rest of the way, his lips meeting yours suddenly and moving together perfectly. His hand went to your waist and you threw your arms around his neck, relishing in this long overdue kiss. When he finally broke it off, you were both breathing heavily, staring into each other’s eyes.

“Finally.” You said, in a hushed whisper, and he laughed.

“So,” he said, his voice low and rough, with a happy smile across his face, “I suppose you feel the same?”

You laughed and nodded, laying your head against his chest. Who knew three years ago that you would end up seeing him again, let alone that he would declare his love for you.

This job, you think to yourself, Maybe it’s not so boring after all.


Okay so I think last year maybe, I posted this picture of my long ass hair on the left, and I said that I was going to cut it soon to donate it to a little girl I know who has cancer and has told me she loved my hair. Well, I finally did it, as you can see my hair is waaayy more shorter now, it’s just above my boobies haha. And now my extra hair has been given away so that it could be made into a wig. I have to admit it feels a little strange having short hair like this cause I’ve been having my hair way passed my ass my entire life but hey, it will grow back to that length again. I’m just happy that I could make someone else happy ☺️


Politics [Bucky Barnes AU] (Part 3)

Originally posted by przydacz

Part 1 Part 2

Series Title: Politics (AU)
Fandom: MCU
Characters: Bucky Barnes x female!reader, mentions of Natasha Romanoff
Warnings: mild swearing/cursing
Word Count: 1,440
Requested: No
Short Description of the story: Your father is running to be the state senator of New York City. James Barnes, your childhood nemesis, is an egotistical playboy who is the son of your father’s opponent. The both of you plan to make your fathers’ campaigns living hell together.
Short Description of the chapter: You and Bucky plot your fathers’ defeats.

Disclaimer: not my gif, I have never seen “Political Animals”, which I know Sebastian Stan appears in as an important character, so this isn’t based on Political Animals

[Y/N] = your first name
[Y/L/N] = your last name
[Y/F/N] = your father’s name

Bucky grabbed your arm and dragged you away from the crowd of people, further and further away from your father. People were swarming him after his small speech, along with the reveal of his new campaign ad. You scowled at the idea of the advertisement being played all over New York City – especially on the ornate screens of Times Square. “Where are you dragging me to?” you snapped, feeling crabby and impatient after seeing what you had seen that evening. 

“Norway.” He replied sarcastically, and your eyes narrowed at the back of his head. “Relax,” Bucky drawled in his Brooklyn accent. “I’m just taking you to somewhere a little quieter so we can talk strategy.” He mused, catching your interest.

Strategy? What was Bucky planning?

He pulled you to a small corridor, away from the gala. It was dimly lit but definitely quieter than the noise of people congratulating your father. “How did you find this?” you asked, pulling your arm away from Bucky’s grasp to look at the memorabilia on the wall. Politicians, celebrities and more were framed on the walls of the hallway.

“I may or may not make out with girls here when my father’s galas occur in this particular venue,” Bucky said with a shrug.

You turned around and crossed your arm over your chest. “What do you want?” you inquired.

Bucky smirked. “It’s come to my attention that none of us wants our fathers to become state Senator,” Bucky observed, running a hand through his unruly hair. 

“It’s come to my attention, too.” You admitted. “And I’m afraid that one of us is going to be disappointed.” You added. “That’s just the way it is, Barnes.” 

“But what if that’s not the case?” Bucky tried. “What if, according to the voters of the state of New York, our fathers are both unfit to be the senator.” There was a look of pure mischief on his face, and this both intrigued, and worried you immensely.

“Barnes,” you began, uncrossing your arms. “What are you thinking?”

Bucky’s smile never faltered. “I think that we should find a way to bring so much scandal and negativity to our names that nobody would even consider voting for either of our parents.” He confessed to you. “Think about it. Both of our parents are rich assholes – neither of them should be running for state senator! Imagine all the good that other people apart from our fathers could do by running.” Bucky was trying to convince you, that you knew, but somehow, his words made so much sense.

You bit your lower lip. “So, what would we be doing?” you had no idea why you were agreeing. Maybe it was the fact that your father had chosen to totally ignore your existence when describing your family, or maybe it was because he didn’t care about you; never had unless it was about your appearance. But you assumed that the main reason you agreed to go along with Bucky’s plan was because New York really could do with a better senator than him and George Barnes. 

You started to worry when you saw Bucky’s face after you agreed. You had never seen him grin so much in your entire life.

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anonymous asked:

I really don't believe you don't take art classes or learned yourself because a long time ago your art was basically like everyone else just nice to look at and normal, and out of no where in a week or two the next picture you posted was a masterpiece and so on with most doodles you did afterwards. It'll be nice if you just admit it and not keep it to yourself because it'd help a lot of artists understand that no one learns in a day how to draw masterpieces and that sometimes being taught helps

When have I ever told anyone that you could improve overnight? When have I ever said that having lessons is a bad thing? When have I ever told anyone that you have to learn it yourself to learn it properly?

I have a feeling you’ve grossly misunderstood everything I’ve said so let me make myself clear right now. tl;dr: I don’t know where you’ve come to this conclusion, but I have and always will maintain the notion that improvement is a lengthy, challenging, and frustrating process that happens over the span of your lifetime, not just overnight. I don’t know where you think this “turning point” of mine happened, but I certainly don’t believe it ever happened.

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set-neph-evil-swag-deactivated2  asked:

hey, set. I have seen in some pictures (beautifully drawn btw) that you have a ring that matches nephthys's. and in a family portrait I saw that you were holding her. Do you love her?

((Thank you!! And oop– I assume this was meant for DEITIES blog? I’ll answer this here tho and reblog it there in a sec–
Also… you’re a perceptive one B'Db nice catch ))

SET: “What, you mean THIS–?”

“Yep, it’s my wedding band, and Nephthys has hers as well~ With that said…”

Well of course I love my wife. You didn’t really expect I’d admit otherwise, did you? I mean…”

Coming to terms with my actions as a larrie.

i think i always kind of consoled myself with the idea that i wasn’t one of THOSE larries. The larries that attacked every girl ever associated with Louis or Harry, i never sent them fan arts or smut or harrassed their family so by that logic i could tell myself that i was a GOOD larrie. That i was fighting for them. That i was a hero just trying to get their freedom. With that logic i could ignore the fact that i was consistently ignoring every denial, every flash of anger and exasperation, the breakdown of Louis and Harrys friendship, i was part of a movement. Now i am coming to terms with the fact that i was very much a part of that, even indirectly and it was never okay. What i did was never okay and i should not have disrespected Louis as much as i did because thats what it is. As soon as Louis posted that picture of Freddie i knew without a shadow of a doubt that he was a loving and proud father and i finally, for the first time, took something Louis posted at face value, something i should have done earlier. I can never take back how i acted but i can learn and admit that i was wrong. I want to be a better person and i am learning and i am grateful for all the Freddies (i refuse to use the term anti and its negative connotations ever again) and the ex larries who have been so accepting and understanding, much unlike a lot of the larries i followed. So thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

Mixed Blessings (TGG, Season 3, Episode 23)

Today Eli is forced to watch and recap Mixed Blessings, Episode 23 of the third season of The Golden Girls.  Dorothy’s son Michael is back in town to introduce the girls to his new fiancé.  But when she doesn’t exactly meet their expectations, will the news of this relationship be embraced, or lead to conflict?  I imagine we all have an idea of where this is headed, but keep reading to find out…

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