i debated how to write this

//fingerguns @ y'all// so i havent been drawing lately and i apologize but if you want me to headcanon stuffs go right on ahead!! im open to writing things too tho it’s debatable how quality it’ll be, haha ;;

still i feel bad for the lack of activity, so feel free to send things into the inbox!!

So my little bro was telling me about a conversation he was having with a friend of his about RWBY and they were discussing the Qrow VS Tyrian fight because they were debating on whether or not Tyrian was blind and had poor eyesight (ah, the age old debate) and my little bro said

“What if he’s very nearsighted? Maybe he can only see things that are really close to him and that’s why he relies on sound to fight. Imagine how deadly he’d be if he wore glasses like Ozpin or Glynda!“

And now I just want to see stories and comics of Tyrian going shopping for glasses and trying on different styles and making funny jokes and stuff.

Tyrian in Glasses would be amazing to see.

College Majors as lines from Hamilton
  • Psychology: Some men say that I'm intense or I'm insane
  • Chemistry: SHA-BOOM
  • Accounting: We need to handle our financial situation
  • History: But Jesus between all the bleeding and fighting I've been reading and writing
  • Business: Shake hands with him, charm her
  • English: He started retreatin and readin every treatise on the shelf
  • Creative writing: You built me palaces out of paragraphs
  • Criminal justice: Stay out of trouble and you double your choices
  • Pre Med/Nursing: Stay alive
  • Education: Give us a verse, drop some knowledge
  • Theater: Yo yo yo what time is it? SHOW TIME!
  • Music: You changed the melody every time
  • Foreign language: I came from afar just to say "bonsoir!"
  • Political Science: Don't modulate the key then not debate with me
  • Current Affairs: How lucky we are to be alive right now, history is happening
  • Fashion: I think your pants look hot
  • Philosophy: You want a revolution, I want a revelation
  • Theology: I'm searching and scanning for answers in every line

so when i was getting my autograph with jared yesterday, as he finished signing the t-shirt i asked him, in this unsure way because i was nervous and also didn’t know if it was allowed, “can i give you a letter?” and he looked up at me and smiled a little and said “of course you can.” and as i was grabbing it out of my pocket i was kind of mumbling bc i had been anxious and debating giving it to him all day and was saying “i know it’s probably stupid but…” and he, quite literally, cut me off and just grabbed it right out of my hands and immediately said to me, very sincerely with a hand resting over mine, “it’s not stupid, thank you for trusting me.” and i know it’s only a small thing, but jared recognized how anxious i was about this and knew that it was a lot to write a letter and to trust him with whatever is in it, and he was so sweet and attuned to me while interacting and refused to let me put myself down about this… and he just has a very very special soul 

From the Wreckage

summary: You and Bucky have been dating for a couple of years now. Lately, he has become extremely distant. You worry that the end of your relationship is in sight. - requested by anon. (want to make a request?)

words: 2,912

contains: angst? but it turns fluffy!  


Originally posted by rohgers

I was losing him, and I didn’t know why, or how to stop it.

 I met Bucky about six months after he was accused of the bombings in Vienna. He had been all over the news – people debating whether or not the Winter Soldier was a criminal. People demanded he and Captain America be charged with treason, terrorism, basically anything they could think of that had even the slimmest chance of sticking. It was a debate that took over news channels for months and months. People wanted so-called justice, but no one could find Captain Rogers or his team.

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Since @fangsmagicandinspiration made me a fic for one of my sketches, I made a sketch for a different scene in their fic! Maybe were just gonna have an endless cycle of making stuff inspired by the other and end up with a weird game of art/writing telephone lol

Check out their awesome fic here


I took a break from The Big Write-Up and found y'all this wonderful nugget of suspicious rhetoric. Bear with me here, as this is a huge sign of an underlying pattern of white supremacist propaganda. In re-reading that sentence, I sound like I’m wearing a tinfoil hat, but please, read this:

One of the Stormfront (shitbags) “Swarmfront” debate tactics goes thusly:

1. Make a statement, either on its own or in reply to something, that “Saying only white people can be racist is racism.” (Check out how Alt Yellowstone just pulls that out of the air, an odd topic for a National Park.)

2. Wait ten seconds for liberals to reply in droves, insisting you’re mistaken and undereducated. (We are like moths to a flame in this regard.)

3. Entertain them for a bit. Throw in some articles or dictionary entries to stoke the fire. (We’ll likely respond in kind and get even more riled up, and follow the thread more closely and emotionally.)

4. Bring the focus to “their” idea - that due to power dynamics and history, only white people can be racist.

5. Ask some of them - “Are you anti-racist?”

6. Self-styled progressives will jump at the chance to declare, “Yes, of course I’m anti-racist!” (We’ll look at each other smugly.)

7. The Neo-Nazi will draw a “logical” conclusion - “Well, if only whites can be racist, and you’re anti-racist, then you must be anti-white!” (One of their “Mantras” is “Anti-Racist Is Code For Anti-White.” I’ll go into their Mantras more in the big post.)

8. Disengage. The Neo-Nazi has said his piece, and because it’s such an inflammatory topic and white liberals have spent so much time avoiding discussing racism directly, even if 100 of the people following the thread just roll their eyes, a handful will think to themselves, “Oh wait, that’s logical.”

9. The white supremacist egg will hatch in another mind, sending him to their forums for guidance. The circle of shitbag life continues.

Okay. With that in mind, check out the Alt Yellowstone Twitter knocking out steps 1-4 in quick succession.

These accounts that popped up in our fervor to go against SCROTUS are suspect, as they should be. Use your intuition when engaging.

Hi everyone. It’s good to be back. Today I want to discuss something very interesting and important about a character I love, Lorna Dane. The discussion will focus on Lorna Dane from Deadpool and The Mercs for Money (I only picked this book up for Polaris) therefore, I’m only going to include panels about her. First I want to thank Bunn and Coello who did an excellent job in executing Lorna’s characterization and her beauty. Polaris was really well done both in terms of writing and pencils. I did enjoy it very much :)

Wow. Lorna left many of us speechless because something surprising and crazy happened. Here Marvel once again, made Lorna a badass, menacing and intelligent leader. I like how Lorna and Domino interacted. The debate between them was so perfect that even Lorna uses words precisely like her father. Polaris has vowed to carry on her late father Magneto’s work. Also, I am very pleased with Polaris’ new costume and this is her what……50’s costume? Can’t keep track that’s how many costumes she has. Marvel not only gave her so many costumes, but made her a fierce leader a number of times.

Artwork of the beautiful, strong, confident, badass, and brave Polaris. The depiction tells it all. I really LOVE the Magneto inspiration the artist utilized to create it, from the helmet/tiara, to the overall composition of it, really LOVE IT a lot. @whatadouche-bag  was right about her tiara. It does have a vibe of a warrior helm. Now, let’s take a look on few other panels.

And when the Inhumans showed up, Polaris was the first in battle. She took the first stand on everything just like a true leader. What a ferocious warrior type, I LOVE IT. Those deep shadows on her face remind me so much of her father and no one in this world can deny who is the Queen of Mutants :)

One thing I would like to clarify about this panel here is that the girl with the green Mohawk is not Storm. There were people confusing her with Storm because of her Mohawk, eyes and attitude. Even though I wouldn’t blame them because ironically, in the cover of this issue, it showed her with white hair and not green. I assume this was why they were thinking it was Storm. But what a surprised seeing a green Mohawk when we were expecting to be like the cover depicted. I wonder if Marvel did this on purpose lol. I wonder what Marvel is trying to say about a new girl named Sheath (who might show up sometime soon in the future) with green Mohawk. My only thought would be Marvel’s mocking Storm. “A girl with Storm hair’s style and Polaris’s hair color” Can this be an indication to show how Polaris might look like with a green Mohawk? A Sheath is cover for the blade of a knife or sword (pretty much that’s what she was wearing). She doesn’t show any abilities and/or never shows in description what her ability is. Only that she’s more of a combat/agility who fights with knives and nothing more.

Anyway, the next panel is even more amazing.

Every single one of them were matching their perfect combat. Polaris went to the powerhouse guy called, Lash. I guess she knew he was the hard one but Look at Lorna with her magnificent beauty and very Magneta. Reasons to believe Lash is the strongest (aside from karnak) was because of this

There was nothing negative that I can point out. Of course, some might find something trivial as usual but here you can’t deny the awesomeness of Lorna Dane. Nothing minor in either both issues #7 and #8 of Deadpool. The story is pretty solid, which is what I’ve come to expect from Cullen Bunn on anything he writes. I like the fact that Marvel’s Splash Page is proudly introducing the powered Lorna Dane in both issues :) Marvel left Bunn to depict Lorna as her father’s image to let everyone knows that whether we like it or not, she’s Magneto’s daughter. Also so new readers get to know the Powerful mutants that’s about to become something much bigger in the future. It’s one of the reason why Lorna was dragged in to one of the most popular comics. Marvel is giving us a hint of what a future Polaris might look like. Who took the opportunity to stand up for mutant rights.

Even though Negasonic went back and made sure the fight in the sewers, which would prove lethal to Deadpool (is that even possible), never happened, this issue still gives us a glimpse into a possible future for Lorna. Strong, confident, taking up her father’s mantle. She will pick up where her father left off, continue his wishes, and more than likely come into her own as a leader. Even though she has already led on several occasions.

@genoshan @erik-dane @pumazumba @whatadouche-bag

“The only reason why I’d do it again is because it made me who I am today. The nights I spent lying awake, tossing and turning. The times I debated whether or not to call you. That hollow feeling in my chest when it was over all of a sudden. Leaving you on your doorstep with tears in your eyes hurt me as much as it hurt you.” But I don’t know how to be different, I added in my head, I don’t know how to stop running. I took a step away from him and wiped his tears from my cheeks. Then I did what I did best. I ran.”

- excerpt 

i think Yuri On Ice saved me

I can’t write anything too elaborated (engrish pls), but i wanted to share this.

I don’t know if it was only YOI, more like a set of factors combined that lead me to feel way better than i’ve been during this WHOLE year. But YOI certainly played a great role in it.

First of all, i’ve been super concious about my gender and debating between transitioning or not. After chapter 3 and how well it was handled, i can feel more sure about myself, whether i do the transition or not.

Secondly, when Yuuri said “I felt tired of being depressed” and started to take his passion for ice skating again, it gave me some kind of inspiration, something to look up to.

Originally posted by keigoo

Even though if at the time (like a month ago) i wouldn’t have been able to say something like that, and even less take action upon it. Now, with the help of my psychologist, i think i might be able to say it. I feel a new energy running through my veins.

Now I also don’t hesitate on opening e-mails and messages that come from a big resposibility i signed up for. With my depression going on, plus anxiety, i felt so many times like quitting.

Which finally leads me to this post. (BLESS IT)
Yesterday i had a huge breakdown. I still don’t know what it was the made me feel better, but i think as i said, it was a lot of things combined (a call from my mother, painting, songs, psychologist…) BUT that post was the strawberry of the cake. Yuri IS feeling nervous and why not, scared. He is away from his family and all that is known to him, and has a lot of pressure on his shoulder. This is exactly how i was feeling about my near future.

After i read it, i felt that hopefully we’ll be having our first gay kiss. ON A SPORTS ANIME. I don’t know for sure if it will happen, but the prospect of it is giving me new energies to face the day. Viktor cheering for and supporting HIS Yuuri is encouraging me.

Originally posted by kagejamas

Originally posted by hatakebae

Originally posted by shotous

I feel i’m being reborn, and it’s all mostly thanks to waiting for a new chapter every week. This anime is such a positive force in my life, i think i will be eternally thankful it exists.

Win You Over (Hamilton x Reader)

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Request:  Request for Alexander Hamilton x Reader inspired by the song Roses by The Chainsmokers ? SONG

A/N: I kind of trailed away from the song a little (im sorry) but the basic premise is that they want to win over the person they like and keeping them to themselves It got way too fluffy and adorable and i loved writing this

Hamilton was convinced he could win you over.

You expressed dismay every time he spoke loudly in front of Congress, debating with Jefferson. You were one of Madison’s assistants, and from Madison’s descriptions of the man, you disliked him as well. It was a constant yelling fight between Jefferson and Hamilton, and you wished every day that it was over.

After one of the debates, Hamilton walked over to you, smiling, “How’d you like my arguments?” You frowned at him.

“Well, since I lost hearing in one of my ears, doesn’t seem like it was the best.” Yes, your ears were ringing, and yes, you felt a headache coming on. You had to admit, his points were logical and much more realistic than Jefferson’s.

But you weren’t going to tell him that.

He leaned on your desk, his hands placed on either side of yours. “I know you don’t hate me. You like me, admit it.” You rolled your eyes.

“That would be the day, Hamilton.”

And that’s how your relationship was with him. He always walked over to your desk, telling you how amazing and intellectual you were and how much you two were alike. He was consistent, strolling to your desk every day at seven in the morning with coffee. You wondered how he knew how you preferred your beverage, but he just shrugged his shoulders, skipping away to bother someone else. Eventually, after weeks of this, you finally put down your quill, looking up at him.

“If we go out once, would you stop bothering me every day?” You asked, and a smile almost broke his face. He nodded quickly.

“I’ll pick you up tonight. Please wear your most replaceable clothing.” Before you could question him why, he again slipped away, seeing the questions in your eyes. That night, you wore your most disposable clothes.

He brought you two to a lake. You looked at him like he was insane, but he just grinned at you, jumping into the lake at full speed. You couldn’t help but laugh at him, and he smiled at you back, gesturing you to the water.

“No way. Nope, I’m not going in there.” He sighed.

“Y/N, have you ever did something that didn’t follow the rules? You’ve been stuck next to that stuffy Madison and Jefferson. Have some fun in your life for once? Just let go.” He dived under the water, leaving you to think.

He was right. You always followed the rules, always stuck to what your mentors taught you was right and proper. You looked at the dark water in front of you. Closing your eyes, you walked in. You felt arms wrap around your waist, pulling you under. You gasped as the cold hit you, and you heard him laughing in the background. You glared at him, and he was all smiles.

“You can’t just go halfway, Y/N. If you make the plunge, you have to give it all you’ve got.” You snorted at his inspirational phrase. He swam around you. Luckily, it was the middle of summer, so you two weren’t going to freeze to death. The water was still cool, but it was bearable after a few minutes.

You two laughed and joked around in the water. Hamilton didn’t seem as bad as they said: He was kind, funny, and he talked more than anyone else you knew (that part was actually true). When you guys walked out of the water, Hamilton’s hair was sticking to his face. He shook his head quickly, and you yelled at him for getting it on you, a huge grin on your face. He laughed, pushing his hair away from his face.

“You know, now that I’m thinking about it, whose lake is this?” You asked, looking out past the river. You saw a house in the distance, luckily, there wasn’t a source of light that you could spot. This place seemed familiar, but you just couldn’t put your finger on it.

“James Madison.” He whispered, and you gasped.

“Madison? My boss, Madison?” He nodded, giving you a wryly smile. You quickly squeezed the water out of your clothes, glaring at Hamilton. “You idiot, we have to get out of here before his guards come.” Hamilton laughed, waving a hand at you.

“It’s fine, I checked already, there’s no one h-“

“Hey! What do you two think you’re doing?” You both turned to the voice, you instantly recognizing one of James’s guards. You gave Hamilton a look, before turning back. The man eyes widened once he saw your face. “Y/N?” You smiled sheepishly. “You know, I would let you go, but you aren’t alone. I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine, just take us to Madison.” You grumbled. Of course, you weren’t going to put up a fight since he does know who you are. You two followed the guard back to Madison’s home. Hamilton was whispering ways that you two could run, but you ignored him. For sure the guard would tell Madison you were there, and there’s no way you could get out of it.

“I say we kill him.” Hamilton mumbled in your ear. You pushed him away. He must be joking.


You three made it to Madison’s home. James was still dressed in his outerwear, and he frowned when you appeared before his eyes. Hamilton and you were still soaked, so he asked that you stand on the porch, outside of his front door. The guard explained how he found you two, then walked away, patrolling the rest of the property. James glared at you, completely ignoring the man next to you.

“What the hell were you thinking, Y/N? Did Hamilton put you up to this?”

“Sir, I can explain…” Hamilton interrupted, standing in front of you.

“It was my fault, I brought Y/N out here for a date. You and me both know that Y/N is kind of a bore, so I thought bringing them out here would be a good idea.” You were ready to hit Hamilton, but you saw Madison’s gaze on you, crossing his arms. You smiled sheepishly, rubbing the back of your head.

“Sir, I-“

“You like Hamilton? Since when were you two courting?” There was a small smirk on his lips as he looked at the two of you. You widened your eyes at the misunderstanding.

“No, we’re not-“

“I finally convinced Y/N to court me today, I guess they couldn’t help but like my moves.” You hit him on the arm, hard, and he winced, moving away from you.

“I went with him to shut him up. I didn’t know that he’d bring me here. After we were in the lake, he told me that this was your property. I’m so sorry, sir. I didn’t know.” Madison scanned you and Hamilton once over, then laughed loudly. You looked at him nervously, a small smile on your face.

“I’ll let you off with a warning this time, Y/N. There better not be a next time,” before he closed the door on the both of you, he looked back, “You’re getting extra work tomorrow. Understood?”

“Yes sir.” He closed the door on your faces, leaving you with a grinning Hamilton. You marched away, knowing how to get home from there. Hamilton caught up to you, walking next to you. He nudged your shoulder a couple of times, and you finally glanced over at him. His hair was nearly dry now, hanging in strands across his head. You wondered why he was so happy, since you two were almost killed by James. He wiggled his eyes at you, and you shook your head, a small smile on your face forming. His happiness was contagious. “Why are you smiling, Hamilton? We almost died back there.”

He shrugged his shoulders, walking backwards in front of you. “Maybe it’s because you like me.”

“I do not-“

“Yes you do.”



“No, I don’t.”

“Mhm, you do.”

You stopped walking, folding your arms across your chest. “Alexander, if you keep on saying that I like you, I’ll punch you in the face.” His smiled almost broke his face, and you were even more confused than before. “Really? I just threatened you, and you still have that stupid smile on your face.”

“You never called me Alexander before. Now I know we are on a first name basis.” Oh hell, you did call him by his first name. You knew you were beginning to like him, and you hated that he suspected you already.

“I really hate, you, you know that right?” He shook his head, his face moving closer to yours. He was inches apart, and you felt your skin turn a bright red. He laughed, backing away.

“You’re blushing.”  

“It’s dark, you cannot see if I’m blushing or not. And I’m not, by the way.”

“You could see those red cheeks houses away from here.”

“You’re going to make me quit my job.” He shook his head at you.

“You wouldn’t.”

“I would.”




“I’m not starting this again.”

You had to admit, Hamilton grew on you. Every day after that, he would stay at your desk longer, and you didn’t mind. He was charming and smart. Whenever another congressman walked up to you, he would glare, saying vulgar things behind their back and making obscene gestures. You scowled him for it constantly, but he always shrugged his shoulders. Whenever Madison or Jefferson would appear during one of these incidents, they would wink at you. You frowned always, ignoring their teases.

You didn’t know that Hamilton wanted you to only look at him, to keep you to himself. Any one that was a danger of taking you away from him, would have had to deal with his arguing and insults. After you noticed that barely anyone would come up to talk to you, you confronted Hamilton about it.

“Alex, I need to talk with you.” He quickly put down his papers, walking over to you. You sighed, holding your forehead.

“No one is talking to me anymore because they’re afraid you might end their career.” He looked at you innocently, glancing around.

“I would never do such a thing.”

“Alexander, stop threatening people. Let them talk to me. If someone talks to me, I better not see you in the background insulting them. I will hit you. I’m not going to fall in love with any of these men around here.”

For the first time, you saw Hamilton stutter, and it amused you. You knew that he was driving the men away for a reason, and it made you laugh. You knew you liked him (you did not admit it to him yet) and it was funny to see him so flustered. You walked back to your desk, sitting down.

“Y/N, I, I was not doing this. I just…”

“I like you, Alex, I do. But let me get my work done, let people talk to me, okay?” You grumbled, organizing your papers. Hamilton stood there, frozen. You raised an eyebrow, puzzled.


“You said it, you said that you liked me. You like me?” He blurted out quickly, you barely heard what he was saying. After a few seconds of staring at him, you blinked.


You just confessed to him, without even meaning to. You gazed into his eyes, and he was elated, the warmth coming from them. You blushed, putting your face into your hands. You felt his touch yours, pulling them away from your face.

“You can’t just confess your undying love for me and not allow me to react.” Hamilton chuckled, tilting your face up to his. “I’ve been waiting for this for a while, Y/N. Let me look at you.” His eyes went to your lips, and he moved his face closer. You closed your eyes, and before his lips touched yours, he whispered softly. “I love you, and I’m never going to let anyone else have you.”

I really think the TCC needs a reform

Tbh, people who are in the TCC who want to share information and actually talk about Sociology and Psychology and are genuinely interested in crime legit need to either take over the TCC tag again or make a new one, because I’m gettin’ kinda sick of seeing:

a) People misunderstanding the purpose of the TCC and what it’s actually all about and thinking everyone has a serial killer fetish


c) Edgy 14-year-olds who want to be dark and the next best creepypasta so they write about how they want to fuck Eric Harris

Like, I want actual debates on crime and shit but lmao no it’s mostly just the above stuff. Someone needs to come up with a new tag for people to catch on to. It would be good.

Send me a prompt if you want me to write something for you! If you use a list just specify old list or new list.

Thomas didn’t put Alex down until they were on the other side of the school. He threw the smaller boy onto a bench in the English hallway, far away from the History wing.

“That was a perfect example of how not to do things,” Thomas snarled. “What the hell happened?”

It had started with a simple debate with Samuel Seabury, and it had escalated so quickly that Thomas didn’t have time to process what had happened. Something had led to Alexander throwing punches, and he had had to tear his boyfriend off of Seabury.

Alex didn’t reply. Instead, he sat there sullenly with his arms crossed and a defiant frown on his face.

“Alexander?” Thomas demanded.

Alex responded only with an annoyed huff.

“Alexander, you could be in serious trouble and unless you can tell me why you did it I can’t help you.”

Alex turned so Thomas couldn’t see his face.

“Goddammit Alexander. Talk to me!”

“He called me a bastard!” Alex yelled. He whipped around to face Thomas, who was not prepared for the tears in his eyes.

“Oh, baby…” Thomas said, his expression softening as he sat down beside Alex.

“He called me a bastard,” Alex repeated, his voice weaker this time. “It’s just not true. I mean, it’s kind of true but my mother wasn’t a wh—” He was cut off by a sob forcing its way out. Tears were streaming down his face. “She wasn’t, Thomas. She was divorced but she couldn’t legally get remarried. She wasn’t cheating. I wasn’t a… I wasn’t a mistake.” His voice cracked on the last word.

Thomas put his arms around him and pulled him into his chest. “Of course you weren’t. Do you honestly believe that’s what people think?”

“Seabury said it himself, didn’t he? I’m illegitimate. A…” Alex swallowed hard. “A bastard.”

“Alexander Hamilton.” Thomas pulled back so he could look Alex in the eye. “Listen to me. The fact that your parents weren’t married does not say anything about you. That does not determine your worth. You are brilliant, and beautiful, and you’re the greatest man I’ve ever met. Who your parents were have nothing to do with it.”

Alex burst into another fit of sobs and buried his head in Thomas’s chest. Thomas rubbed his arm and kissed the top of his head.

“Shh,” he whispered. “It’s okay. It’ll be okay, baby.”

“Thank you Thomas,” Alex sniffled.

“Of course my love.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

It’s weird that this ‘Westallen fans are soooo bad’ debate is popping up again on my dash. And by weird I mean predictable/boring/stupid. 

The part of my dash that’s Flash related is maybe half Westallen and IWDS and half Cisco Ramon stans. And it’s funny how well they intersect and get along. I’ve got mutuals who still (bless their hearts) ship Flashvibe hardcore, love writing about it, talking about it. And yet somehow they also get along incredibly well with Westallen fans. 

It’s almost like…

Yeah. It’s almost like Westallen fans don’t give a shit who you support or who you ship, and can be friends with people who don’t ship Westallen or don’t really talk about it either way. It’s like they only go after people who actively try to invalidate the show’s leading lady and the canon love this superhero has for her. 

It’s like…in order to be called racist by Westallen fans, a person would actually had to have said or done something racist



It’s a long time that I want to speak about it, without know really how… But tonight seeing the post of Jared Leto Brasil on Twitter (x) I just wanted to write a long text about it after…

First I don’t blame anyone, It’s just a general feeling! I am nobody to tell to someone to act this way or another, or tell this or this is good or bad! I AM NOBODY! Be happy the way you want, that all I wish us all! I will just express my feelings and open a debate maybe, but we can maybe not share the same view and respect each others right?? So if you have questions or answers to my post it’s ok, even if you are not agree, but please just stay respectful! In this post It concern each sex. Thank you to everyone who will read! 

We all know that we live in a society where there are a lot of “it’s good & better to be this way, or this way….physically or in any other contest” We have a lot of sexual teasing in movies, commercials ect… A lot of artists, like actors for exemple, can have explicit love scenes, being naked… We can see for exemple with Jake for ‘Everest’ promotion (I still laugh about it) using a naked scene of him in the trailer, not used in the movie, make a big part of the promo with him for 10minutes on screen you know what I mean?? Hollywood can act this way, we know it!
We are a big part in this world, to have or had a (celebrity or not) crush right?? And we for a big part again, we can have fantasies (sexual or not) with a celebrity crush or a person whoever the person is, or about something in life like having kids or not, getting married or not, travel a lot…! We can see life in a very different way, that the person next to us and it’s ok! Sometimes these fantasies especially in a sexual way, can be very different to a person, to another, I have no problem with any, if everyone is agree and happy with the way they have chosen, GREAT, AMAZING! I have friends with different sexualities, differents cultures, differents views than me! It’s interesting to share, to have conversations, to listen others!
After there are these how call them?? “society rules” who are absolutly not to my heart, to be skinny, or follow this road of life, to have kids and getting married or ect….. I think it’s everyone choice! You want to take care of how you eat and be the most skinny you can, do it, you want to live without kid or have them at 50 do it! You want to eat pizzas and not fruit do it, you want to wears tight clothing, but everyone say that you are too fat for it, f*ck and DO IT! Nobody can’t stop you if you are happy this way! If they are not happy with you….it’s not people for you and it will not always be easy cause even when we are like “I don’t care” we will not lie, it can be hurtful to see people judging you!

We all live these judgments and it’s so bad, and hard sometimes. Some people called artists (singer,actors,director ect…) live it in front of thousand, millions of people each days! By paparazzis pictures everyone judge them physically (like beach pictures for exemple “oh fat” “oh too skinny” “oh too or not enough this or this”), about their choices (love life,what they wear, their projects,their actions good or not,women after their pregnancy…), or on social media we can see a thousand insults and mean comments each days! Even source/fan account can receive some of them! But them live it in front of the world! When I see already without the spotlight side, how it can be hard (and please stay strong!!) I can’t even imagine in front of the world! We will not lie again, we all once maybe had a too fast and bad judgments at some points! But there are people who will respect others and keep their judgments inside, live their lives and just let other live their lives too and another category with their insults and mean comments ect…  

To be back at the sexual art aspect, or I don’t know how call it, some artists can be more provocative than others, more naked in movies than others… but it’s choices to make it! It’s their videoclip, or it’s a scene! We can love it, or hate it…but it doesn’t mean than 24h/7d their are this “sexual” image we have of them on this moment! Some can watch it 10000 for their pleasure and cool for you! Sometimes there are sensual photoshoots, sexy photoshoots of some idols we can have! We have eyes so why not enjoy it right? And enjoy it if you want! But when I see all the sexual comments even harassment sometimes, yes it’s a strong word but seriously sometimes it’s how it’s called, cyber harassment that they can receive on social media ect…. seriously, ok some have fantaisies with them,and it’s not the problem, have if it’s make you happy,it’s personal and it’s your right! The problem is the respect to have and consent of human being that you don’t even know personally and even if you do,respect is a very important thing! Like this tweet at the beginning of my post, the event was a chat with their idol, how cool right?? It can’t even stay a normal chat! After some make directly sexual accounts at least you know that if you don’t want to see these style of things, you don’t go on these accounts….
I will take an exemple of some post I made on my Jake account instagram, but look at general accounts it’s the same! In one, I spoke about an important message to my heart (not even a sexy picture posted, a very simple one) 99.9% of the comments was “he is hot” “I want him” and some emojis suggesting I will let you guess what…. ok there are worst in life…..but it’s tiring! Being horny ok….but when we speak about an Humanitarian cause or an important action or do an event for speaking about a important project to our heart….excuse me?? I am for the freedom of expression but choose the right place,moment to give your message! There are place for everything and everyone! Find a fanfiction,sexual site or something you know! 

We can speak too about all this pressure, exemple with a lot of famous persons, but right now one I have is mind is,Leonardo Dicaprio! “Wow he has still no kid, oh he is fat now! He is not like Titanic anymore, he is old now! Again a model, too young for him” I mean we all grow up, and fortunately he is not like Titanic anymore! After that you love his talent or not, it’s not a problem, but why are we obliged to have kid?? He can’t just be a actor working in projetcs he loves and enjoying life as he wants to?? Why love has a age? A lot of people I see saying “This girl is too young for him are often, even younger than the woman herself and say I want him to *censored*” So he has to love you & you are in love with him but in reality he has to have a girl his age?? Why?? Why true love can’t be with 10years of difference (younger or older)?? The most important for fans is not that their idols are happy?? After you can on the moment have a time of acceptance, cause we don’t accept and appreciate things the same way at same time but, it’s his life, the most important is not to support people and to be happy if they are happy?? And the most important giving us amazing projects that we love and are related to?? In music or in cinema, photography ect…

Edit: It’s like when I see a famous person (especially men arround women…) The poor woman if she touch his arm or hug him or just spend time with him, she is a b*tch. Really?? I mean appreciate someone is for me too, respecting people arround him! We are not obliged to appreciate them, we can be jealous but at least respect them! If not for ourselves at least for the artist we love. With Jake again & Maggie (his sister) I saw some very horrible things (sexual or not) yes you read right! I mean if some don’t even respect Jake’s family or friends or just someone with who he has a moment with… It’s like Ariana Grande tweet recently about what comments her boyfriend received on her by a man in streets. WTF?? I know my post will change nothing but… I needed to let it out! We are all fan our way,we are all in love our way, we are all with some preference about a lot of things and the way you are is right to you, be free and happy with it! Why others if they don’t have the same view can’t be happy their way? If for you being fan its having all the posters magazines, have them! If for you it’s listening their music all day, do it! If it’s speaking about their quotes, and inspiration they give to you, it’s great,do it! I just feel with all this body shaming ect… we lost the first and real reason to be a fan at the beginning. I mean the talent and work of people we admire! Of course we can find them beautiful, but I see a lot of people now it’s means or good comments about their body,their personal life, or please like my page… but their work?? 

When I see all the hate it’s make me sad!  They (the famous person or not that receive hate) are humans like you and me! If you do this, cause you are not happy in your life I am sorry for you and I hope you will find help very soon and feel better fast if you read this!
You see this man on these pictures from my post?? He is a human like you, like each famous person, like each person in this world! And NOBODY deserve hate or body shaming (cause I saw some comments about his body on the last paparazzis pictures for exemple) or sexual comments all the two seconds! He has feelings, he has a heart, he has maybe some wounds, complex and a lot of others things we can’t even imagine,like ALL EACH OF US! His public image and what we see of him (or any other person) doesn’t mean we know him! We know a part of him…but not himself really for sure! Even when celebrity are more sharing about their private life, sharing about their kids ect… doesn’t mean we have all the right and we can take the right to be rude or speak to them like we know them!  
If you are one of these people, can you please explain me how you would feel if it was you receiving all this??

If you read all this, thank you! Again I am nobody to tell you what to do! It just a feeling I have since a lonnnng time and I needed to write about it! You are free to do the same, love & peace to all! Be happy your way and let nobody make you ashamed you of who you are or break your dreams, or your life cause they are not agree with your choices please!! Love who you want to love, eat what you want to eat, wear what you want to wear ect be free, we have one life and time goes fast! xo



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Originally posted by itscirrus

Prompt: Reader is a licensed Chiropractor/Masseuse  (Female who gives massages, or Masseur if you’re a male) and helps Bones relieve some work-given tension while having a nice talk.

Warnings: Implied nudity but not in a sexual way

Word Count: 3,432

A/n: This one was fun to write :) And can I just say how one of God’s greatest creations is men’s back muscle? Sweet Jesus

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Harry Potter books if McGonangall was headmaster instead of Dumbledore

Year 1- “We are NOT hiding a magical item that powerful in a school! This is what Gringotts is for.”

Year 2- “Children are being petrified left and right? We send them home. Immediately. And get me the Aurors on the line. How is this even a debate.”

Year 3- “There are Dementors on the grounds? Yep, children are sent home again. And Severus, stop being racist against werewolves.”

Year 4- “Potter, don’t be ridiculous, this is obviously a plot against you. Sit down, you are not entering this tournament. You are only fourteen, for Merlin’s sake.”

Year 5- “Eat a centaur dick, Dolores.”

Year 6- “Severus, why haven’t you updated your potion textbooks requirements, this was already old when you studied here.”

Year 7- “There’s a war? Children are sent home, obviously. All of them. Yes, you too, Mister Weasley.”

Fluffmas Day 7-Drinking Hot Cocoa (Hamilsquad x Reader)

In relationships it’s all about the little things. It might be hard to believe, but it’s true.

Sure, there are times that your boyfriends bounce off the walls and drive you nuttier than a squirrel. With Lafayette, Hercules, John, and Alexander always getting into debates over the most ridiculous things and doing crazy things to humiliate Jefferson it was hard to believe they ever found time to actually relax.

“Alex, it’s your night off. Take a break and relax.” you said as you set the tray of drinks on the coffee table.

Alex was nimbly typing on his laptop, only stopping to grab his salted caramel hot chocolate from the tray. You laughed at his cup that read ‘I Made The Caribbean Hot!’.

“Writing is how I relax.” says Hamilton.

“Not when you stay up for 3 days straight working on a paper.” said Hercules, snatching Alex’s laptop and putting it on a high shelf.


“You’re going to relax like a normal person.”

“Yeah, I worked hard making this hot chocolate!” you added, gesturing to the cups of liquid deliciousness.

Your boyfriends looked at you.

“(Y/N)…” said John, smiling at you.

“It’s not right to lie.” smirked Lafayette.

“Fine! I watched the coffee maker work hard to make it! Now shut up and drink your hot chocolates!”

You pick up your mug of classic hot chocolate. Breathing in the sweet scent as the steam tickled your face. Taking a test sip to make sure it didn’t burn your mouth. You hummed when you found it was the perfect temperature.

“Are you sure you don’t want to put anything in yours, hun?” asked John as he piled his peppermint hot chocolate with caramel, whipped cream, marshmallows, and rainbow sprinkles.

“Oui, not even some cannelle for some spice?” inquired Laf, stirring his pumpkin spice hot chocolate with a cinnamon stick looking like a french painting.

“I could make it Irish like mine?” offered Hercules.

“No thanks, I’m happy with just simple milk chocolate. Always have been.”

“Have you tried other flavors?”

“I have and I just didn’t like them as much as the classic, Alex.”

“You know they say you can tell a lot about someone by what they drink.” commented John.

“Is that the ‘You are what you eat’ saying I’ve heard about?” questioned Laf.

You giggled. “Well John is super sweet and you are definitely spicy, Laf~”

“What about me?” asked Herc, grinning at you.

“You’re sweet with an extra kick~” you retorted, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

“What about, Alex?”

Alex rolled his eyes. “Please. The whole ‘You are what you eat’ thing is completely ridiculous. What you drink or eat has nothing to do with your personality.”

“I’m not sure about that, Alex~” you chimed.

“Why do you say that?” remarked Alex, quirking his brow.

“Because you’re being a little salty right now~”

I honestly can’t wait for the day when we have full, unquestionable canon status confirmation for Victuuri on the part of the staff.

Then I can wash my hands from this mess and go back to talking about how bad the finale of the series is.