i don't even want to be on this account right now because of that

anonymous asked:

Hey! Your blog is so great! I love to read it very much. Can I request: MC's new boss is sexualy harassing her. She can't leave her job, because it's very important to her, but don't know what to do and is afraid to ask help of RFA + V + Saeran?

Hope you like it! ^^


RFA + V and Saeran react to MC being sexualy harassed by her boss


  • You came back from work feeling like shit, even if he was tired himself, he always knew when something was off with you.
  • “How was work, babe?” “Meh, just normal… I’m going to sleep now, ok?” hmmm, not even a smile? Yes, something was definitely wrong
  • He would let you take your time,  so he went to shower, ate something and only then he went to the bedroom
  • Only to find you sobbing from crying, he ran to you. “Babe, what’s wrong?” “Zen, you’re so right… all men are wolves, all men… are…” “Hey, hey… why are you saying that now, MC?”
  • You told him about the new boss, the way he trapped you at your desk when nobody was looking… the way he looked at you, you never felt so ashamed of your own body like you were then… “You’re right, Zen, you’re right! I’m too nice to men, right? I’m the problem, they think I’m sending theses… signs and…”
  • “MC, what are you saying? This isn’t your fault at all! Don’t this to yourself… I… I don’t really think you’re too nice to everybody, you’re just… you, and if people take it on the wrong way, they’re the problem. Your boss is a fucking problem! So where do I find him to fix this problem?”
  • “Oh… oh no, Zen, please. Let’s calm down, I… he’s my superior and I don’t want to lose my job, I like my job, Zen!” “MC, I’m sorry, but I won’t let this happen. What if he does again? With you or with some of your colleagues?” he was right, today was you, who could it be tomorrow? “Okay… what do you suggest?” “I have something in mind, but you’ll have to be brave for this!”
  • Your boyfriend, having women like the biggest part of his fanbase, announced a campain on his Tripter account, asking his fans to write on a paper all the abusive and objectifying things they heard from bosses or male co-workers and post a photo, the hashtag made a huge success and he posted on his own account a photo  of you holding your own paper with what you heard.
  • His fans, being the stalkers they are, soon find out where you worked, they gave bad reviews to the company all over social media and threat boycotting the company, they would take the bad reviews once the guy was fired. And that was exactly what happened.
  • You had no idea his fans could be so supportive to you, and you made sure to thank all of them through a video he also posted. “Zen is an awesome person who wants to make all the women in his life acknowledge their own strength.  Thank you all so much!”


  • He was aware of this new boss being a douch, you would always trash talk the guy when you’d come home.
  • But it was mainly things related to work. But then he heard this: “And you should hear what he talked about my skirt, Yoosung! Really…” “What did he say about your skirt, MC?”
  • “Hum? Oh, something like ‘you keep coming dressed like that and I won’t take responsibility on what I’m going to do with you, foxy’ ugh… such a douch, right?”
  • Douch wasn’t really the word he was thinking, and your bluntness about that was… pretty concerning. “MC, we had a seminar at college about sexual harassment last month, you do realize that what he did to you is a crime, right?”
  • You sighed deeply. “Yes, I’m aware of it. But what can I do? He’s my boss! You know what happens with girls that make a report? They lose their job, some bosses are bad enough to make sure they never find a job on similar companies… it’s fucked up as it is, there’s nothing I can do except trying to be away, and I swear I’m trying, okay? Don’t worry!”
  • But he did worry. How could he not? You wouldn’t be able to keep the guy away forever and… oh, he didn’t even dare to imagine that, just thinking about it made his blood boil.
  • Hell hath no fury like a Yoosung protecting MC! He had to make sure you wouldn’t suffer any retaliation, so he send anonymous reports to the HR’s company telling he knew there was a potential rapist working there, and if they didn’t something about it, he would go to the press.
  • When they apparently didn’t take it seriously, he sent what he knew to some shitty tabloid, who actually accused the guy directly of being a rapist. It didn’t have any credibility, but having the company’s name associated to such a low publication like that… there is such a thing like bad publicity, indeed!
  • The guy was fired after all, Yoosung never told you that he was the responsible for it, and you never told him you knew he did that. It wasn’t really necessary keep talking about this when you’re too busy being happy.


  • She’s a woman too, she knows how to recognize the signs of a girl uncomfortable over something like this
  • The shame after being cat called on the street, the concerning about wearing some clothes thinking how they can be used as an excuse if something happens to you, the embarrassment, the guilty… even if it’s not your fault?
  • Jumin Han had a lot of problems about boundaries when she used to work for him, but he was always respectful and intimidating enough not to let anybody even try something with her, who knew one day she would feel bad that you hadn’t the same luck as her?
  • But you have someone even better! An amazing girlfriend who happens to be a black belt in judo and can teach you some personal defense techniques!
  • And if it wasn’t enough, maybe you should consider changing jobs? “But, Jaehee… what if I’m not good at anything else? At least I’m kinda successful there, I don’t know if I’m good enough to… start all over again…”
  • “And do you think I was 100% sure about leaving C & R and starting my own business? Of course I wasn’t, MC! But I had to take the risk…”
  • “I don’t know if I’m brave as you are, Jaehee…” “Well, a very wise woman told me once that it’s not about money, you have to pursue happiness.” “She sounds kinda naïve…” she giggled “You said that, MC!” “Oh, right… yeah, I’m pretty naïve, maybe that’s why this guy keeps coming to me…”
  • “Stop right there! It’s nothing about you, MC! This man is a jerk! And the way I see it, you are unhappy there, so get out! You’re smart, you’re talented, you will find something that suits you pretty soon.”
  • And a few weeks later, you were starting as a barista at her cafe. And you didn’t have a boss, you had a partner, how cool is that?
  • But you couldn’t stop worrying about other girls that worked there, so you made a formal complaint, endorsed by other women who worked there, most of them secretaries Jaehee kept contact with, she knew this could be useful eventually.


  • You didn’t tell him, you were scared because you knew what kind of things he could do.
  • He would, idk, buy the company and make you president of it and the guy your secretary. Yes, this was exactly what he would do! And it would be so weird and senseless…
  • But you couldn’t control the gossip on his own company, he overheard some employees talking about that guy who used to work at C & R and got promoted at the company you were working.
  • He remembered the guy, he had to come to press telling C &R wouldn’t condone with women being disrespected and the guy was withdrawn for undetermined time, Jumin didn’t even know he quit during this time and was  already working somewhere.
  • He didn’t think nothing like this would ever happen to you, but he was curious and casually asked about it. “W-why do you ask?” your voice broke as soon as you opened your mouth.
  • “Nothing in particular… I was just curious, do you know him?” “Yeah, we’re at the same department.” “He is your co-worker, then?” “More like my boss…” Hmmm…
  • “MC, is there something I should know?” “N-no?” “MC…” how did he do that? He was collected and calm, his voice was monotone, he wasn’t doing anything rather than saying your name, yet you felt like he could see right through you…
  • “Jumin, I… I don’t want to talk about it…” you didn’t need to “As you wish, MC.”
  • The next day, you went to work and just saw the guy’s room empty. “Have you heard? He got fired and left the country. They say they found some things about him on his previous job at C & R…” one of your colleagues said, you definitely didn’t want to know what those things were.
  • Jumin made the HR department strict their criteria on hiring, he could never let a guy like this enter at his company again and treat the female employees like that. Oh, he did the same with the new company he bought, the one you worked (but no, he didn’t made you the president, much to your relief)


  • You’ve been acting weird ever since you came back from work, you were quiet and he could swear he heard you crying in the shower, this was bad…
  • What could it be that bad that you wouldn’t even talk to him? He needed to know, he needed to help you!
  • He knew violating your privacy once more was wrong, but seeing you like this was breaking his heart, so he hacked your phone.
  • And what he found made him almost punch one of his precious computers, those gross texts from that guy along with a dick pic… that was awful!
  • And when he remembered this guy was the one you’ve been talking about, that weird dude who just got promoted. Saeyoung lost it!
  • “Don’t be mad at me, please, but I hacked into your phone and I saw the texts. Why didn’t you tell me?” “I… was afraid and ashamed, how would you react if I told you my boss sent me a photo of his dick?” “I would be pissed at him, not at you!” he hugged you and comforted you “I’ll make him pay!”
  • “No, Saeyoung, NO! I don’t want to lose my job!” “Hey, he won’t know it was you, don’t worry… we have to do something, MC, today it’s just a dick pic, tomorrow he can be much more direct, you know what I mean?” both of you were sick just to think about this…
  • So Saeyoung just sent the conversation to a person in a higher position than the guy, along with a threat: “If you don’t do something about this, I swear I’ll let everybody know about those contracts” and he sent a copy of what else he found.
  • Next day, the guy was fired, and you got his job. Saeyoung swore he had nothing to do with that and he had proof! He showed you the emails your superiors exchanged talking about how you should have been the one promoted at the first place.


  • He knew something was off. You were acting as gloomy and distant a… well, himself.
  • He couldn’t ask you, he was afraid he might be invading your personal space or something like this.
  • But this was torturing him, you were coming from work sadder and sadder everyday.
  • So ironically, he invaded your personal space and followed you to work.
  • Only to find your boss touching your hair, his eyes rovering through your body, and what’s more agonizing: your uncomfortable expression.
  • He didn’t even think, he just caught himself over the guy punching him. “Saeran, stop it! Please!” you cried.
  • “Don’t you see she does not like it? Or you actually enjoy she’s not liking it, you fucking creep!?”
  • “Saeran…” your voice took him aback, he promised he would never let you see this side of him again, but just remembering your uncomfortable face made him see red… he tried to calm down.
  • “I’ll tell you what, asshole. If you don’t quit right now, I’ll make sure to erase this company from internet. I want to see what kind of business survives these days if they can’t be found on Google. Don’t think I won’t wreck this just like I did o your gross face!”
  • “Saeran, don’t do that…” “You are smart and competent enough to find another job wherever you please, MC. But I won’t let this guy stay in the same place with you, so It’s his choice…”
  • “Fuck this! You’re not even that hot, and your boyfriend is a freak! I’m out of this!” “Wise choice, and you’re half right on there, buddy. She is that hot, she is the hottest, actually, and yes, I’m a freak! A freak who will fucking whoop your ass if you don’t get the fuck out of here right now!” the dude went away, letting a trail of blood from his face.
  • “I’m sorry if I scared you now, it’s just… I can’t stay still letting someone treat you like this. I hope you don’t lose your job because of me…” “I’ll be fine as long as I have you” and you hugged him, he was so relieved you could not see him blushing right now.


  • He overheard a conversation between you and probably one of your co-workers.
  • “Yes, he tried to make a move on me again! Yeah, I keep telling him I have a boyfriend, but he doesn’t care, he said he’s the boss and I got to do what he says! I… I don’t know, but I’m pretty scared right now…”
  • He’s so mad, but in front of you he just smiles bluntly. So you two keep at that, both of you know something is really wrong, and just keep smiling trying not to worry each other.
  • But he won’t stay still knowing something bad can happen to you anytime. However, he’s really smooth.
  • So when he stopped by your work to bring you lunch, everybody liked him, even your boss, who invited him to a drink at his office.
  • “You’re the only man in your department, I suppose…” “Yeah, but it’s not as great as it looks, most of these girls are ugly, and the only decent one is pretty dumb, but hey, these are the best type, right?”
  • “I wouldn’t know, I can’t really see.” “Oh, sorry, dude. But yeah, there’s a girl here who’s very hot, but she plays hard to get, you know? It’s only a matter of time, wait and see.”
  • “I already told you I can’t really see.” His voice was low. “But there’s something here you don’t really need eyes to see. That very hot girl is not into you and she has a boyfriend, and you are a sexist jerk who’ll step away from her and from any other girl who works here if you know what’s best for you.”
  • “Or what?” V moved fast, placing his cane against the guy’s balls “Or else I’ll destroy these, since they are the only thing that you can count on to feel superior. Don’t test me.” And he got out of the office, letting the guy squirm in pain.
  • You never knew what made the guy finally back away, but deep inside you knew it had something to do with that day. He never denied or confirmed either.

anonymous asked:

I've just read about Tony feeling unwanted and man, it breaks my heart! Could you write something about Tony having enough? Like, he feels that Team Cap thinks they don't need him, they don't appreciate him and they never did. So he leaves, he doesn't stop being an Iron Man, but leaves Avengers. Maybe he has his own team with Rhodey and Spidey and whoever else. Maybe he helps Defenders from time to time. Maybe he works alone. (1)

But the point is, even if Avengers think that they don’t need him, they really do. Because he did so much for them all this time. Like, when SHIELD fell, he and his company invested them, repaired their equipment and made new one, took care of PR and media. And they never even knew, or just never cared, until he left. Now they have no one to replace him and to be as efficient as he was. They’re just too close to failing apart.(2)

I can and I most certainly will! All those angst-filled headcanons from yesterday didn’t just make me want to curl up under a ton of blankets to hide from the world, they also, they also reminded me how freaking bitter I still am. So yeah, hope you don’t mind, anon, but I thought your ask would be the perfect way to kick off bitter Sunday!

Because we’re talking about Tony Stark, guys. We’re talking about the man who build a suit of armour in a freaking cave. Who got kidnapped by the bad guys and blew his own way right back out. Yes, he’s hurt. Yes, he’s fucking heartbroken. Yes, most days the weight of his own mistakes and failings almost crushes him. Yes, being confronted with the team he was never allowed to belong to he lost is rubbing salt into the slashing wounds that still haven’t healed, bleed sluggishly from time to time.


There’s a line he’s drawn into the sand a long time ago, back when he first became Iron Man, and it matters. He does what is expected of him. Shakes the returning Avengers’ hands. Smiles for the cameras. Is quoted stressing that he supports the UN’s decisions, that with the new and revised Accords in place, there’s no room for old grudges and vendettas. And he means it. What he doesn’t say though, is that there’s no room for old friendships and favours either.

Truth is, Earth needs as many heroes as possible. It needs them in once place, with stable communication channels, capable of working and strategising and organising together. The exiled Avengers are a rare resource they can’t afford to waste. There is also the fact that being trust back into the limelight limits them in a way working from the shadows doesn’t, forces a vague but still present sense of accountability on them that Tony may or may not take a great amount of pleasure in.

But here’s another, much more fortunate truth: they don’t need to be a team to save the world. It’s a truth that’s been hanging over them from the beginning, back when Iron Man wasn’t a part of the Avengers because he didn’t have to be for the plot to work. In retrospect, Tony can appreciate Fury’s actions for the well-played moves they were.

So he does what he would have done years ago, if not for sentimentalities and a misplaced sense of loyalty holding him back: he cuts the wire.

With the new accords has come a committee and a new governmental agency in charge of handling the nationally and internationally operating enhanced strike teams. Tony uses this development to his advantage, separates his business from the agency entirely, because really, a billionaire shouldn’t own parts of an organisation designed to keep him in check.

Tony signs the new agreements and as Iron Man he is to be deployed whenever necessary, but he is no longer part of any team. And he makes a point of proving that time and again.

When members of his ex-team are involved in a fight he wasn’t, he refuses any comment on the actions, they are none of his business after all, and really, shouldn’t you ask the people who were actually there? He doesn’t get involved in group press conferences unless there are more than just the ex-Avengers present because presenting a united front as enhanced humans is one thing, presenting a united front with them is another thing altogether. 

He doesn’t build weapons, suits and other improvements for anyone but himself and the people he deems worthy of his gifts either–those designs have always been too dangerous to be allowed into the hands of a government agency, and none of his former team mates make the cut onto the trusted list anymore. 

He doesn’t interact with them anyways, unless it’s on the comms during a fight or via a representative or his official email account (his private contact information is no longer available to them). All his employees knows better than to give them access to anything non-public without a properly scheduled meeting, and even Pepper doesn’t disagree with him on this one. She’s the one that usually shows up on these meetings anyways, and she doesn’t give them an inch, because there’s a reason Tony hired her in the first place.

And it might have started out as simple avoidance and being petty but you know what? Tony’s doing pretty damn well on his own. He doesn’t need the team, he’s always known that, but proving it to himself ends up feeling surprisingly good. Empowering. Freeing even. 

Because even though it feels like that in the very beginning, Tony isn’t actually alone. He’s got Pepper, with whom he’s slowly working out the post-failed-relationship-awkwardness, and Rhodey, who’s recovery is a slow, painful process but still a process, and loyal, steady Happy. He also has Peter, who’s too eager and reminds Tony too much of himself, but who doesn’t leave or get bored by Tony’s enthusiastic rants. He’s got Harely with whom he face-times at least once a week to science and chatter.

He’s got people who care about him and enjoy spending time with him, and the more time passes, the more Tony realises how not-okay his relationships with his former team have really been, how not-okay he’s been. And he still misses them, from time to time, but it’s the fleeting yearning for a missed opportunity, not the heartbreaking free fall into a bottomless darkness it used to be.

The point is, Tony is in a good place. Without the team that never wanted him. 

(And on days he still feels a little down, watching that Youtube clip of a tiny, three-year old girl in an Iron Man t-shirt throwing her ice cream at Steve Roger’s face with devastating accuracy, the one that cuts off right as the older brother is shown laughing so hard tears are streaming down his face and assuring his indignant little sister that yes, he’ll get her a new ice cream, he’s very proud of her standing up against bullies, is surprisingly cathartic.)

i think one of the ways isak grew during his season is by starting to realize that he can be a positive addition to people’s lives, that he can, in fact, make things better 

things weren’t going well at home for god knows how long, and i can’t help but think that isak took some of the blame for what was happening, because this situation wasn’t something he was able to make better. his mom was going through a very hard time, his parents’ relationship seemed to have fallen apart, his father left, and there was nothing isak could do about it. there was nothing he should’ve had to do about it as their child, at such a young age, but he saw his home become broken, and he saw that there was nothing he could do to fix it. i think isak probably tried as best as he could, by trying to not be an “additional burden” in the household, by remaining quiet and closed off and trying not to add fuel to the fire. but things didn’t work out, and he ended up having to leave home at sixteen, leaving as things still seemed broken beyond repair 

and then you have his friendship with eva, one of his closest friends, and he blamed himself entirely for what happened to her relationship with jonas for over a year. he saw himself as the sole reason why jonas and eva weren’t together anymore, why they weren’t talking, and why the trio of friends they once were had fallen apart. and isak wasn’t innocent here, he did betray eva, but he wasn’t entirely to blame, eva said so herself. but once again, that’s the thing with isak, he blames himself more than he should for things he doesn’t have control over

isak will blame himself, think he’s at fault for other people not doing well. and you see that thinking pattern during the season. you see it in the locker room scene when even tells him he broke things off with sonja, and isak apologizes because he thinks it might’ve made him sad, i’m sorry if because of me you were sad. you also see it in the minutt for minutt clip, when he’s on the phone with sonja, and she has to remind him that it’s not his fault even’s not feeling well, that his mental illness is the reason why he’s feeling that way. he feels a lot of guilt, and sometimes his feeling of guilt is justified because he does mess up, speak before he thinks, and it’s a good thing that he feels remorseful and wants to apologize, it’s a good thing he wanted to apologize to eskild after what he told him in pride, it’s a good thing he wanted to apologize to mahdi after he pushed him, it’s a good thing he wanted to apologize to noora when he thought he might’ve been a little too harsh with her. it shows what a truly good and caring person isak is. but the amount of guilt he feels is sometimes disproportionate, because once again isak would see himself as the guy who can’t make things right, can only make them worse

but i think, or at least i’d like to think that isak has learned to take a step back and see the progress he makes, and realize that messing up is not all he does, see that he can, in fact, make things better, be a good person to others. i like to think he holds himself accountable just enough when he does mess up, enough to apologize and realize he was wrong and learn. but i also like to think that he truly sees what a great friend and boyfriend and person he is, and how it’s a good thing for the people he cares about to have isak in their life. i like to think that isak’s perception of himself is now a far better representation of who he actually is, and the role he plays in other people’s lives

anonymous asked:

I used to be considered a "gifted" writer, winning contests and getting praise all throughout my school days... but I've lost it, completely. I have little to no desire to write, what I do write is forced and ugly and plain... It's writer's block that has been going on for years! I don't have a lack of ideas, it's literally just a forgotten skill. Do you have any advice on long-term writer's block? Or maybe an explanation?

Darling, don’t waste time worrying if you’re not “gifted” anymore because, I promise you, you still are.

Originally posted by shawnhollenbach

I know that I have that same tendency, too.  When it’s been a while since I’ve written and I can’t get back into it, my automatic thought is, “I lost it.  I had it and I lost it.  I might as well join Corporate America because my soul is dead.”

But there are a lot of explanations for why your writing isn’t coming out how you want!  I’ll list a few of them below…

Explanations for Writer’s Block

  • You’re out of practice.  I can tell a difference in my “skill” after a week without writing – so if it’s been years?  You’re probably very rusty.  If this is the reason you’re struggling, my advice is to push through and write crap.  Even if it disappoints you or you sit there thinking, “This is terrible this is terrible this is the worst,” just do it.  Just force yourself through it.  Eventually, I promise from experience, something halfway decent will come out.  And it’ll get better from there.
  • You’re lacking confidence.  Another big ailment of mine – if I haven’t written something I liked in a while, I can count myself out before I start.  So even if I push through and write, I either self-edit the whole time or I delete it when I’m done.  That creates the effect of Returning to Square One, which negates my work in the first place.  If this is the case for you, my advice is to look closely and find something to like about your writing.  Even in The Worst writing I’ve ever done (and trust me, 2013 me was a nightmare to read), I’ve found a way to compliment myself.  So read your stuff like you’re critiquing a five-year old.  You’re not gonna sit there and tell a kid, “Dude this sh*t sucks lol delete your account.”
  • You’re clinging to old ideas and old methods.  If you “used to” write for X fandom or you “used to” write before class every day, that’s not a good enough reason to keep doing it.  If you “used to” write without an outline or you “used to” feel like a damn wizard when you wrote, that doesn’t mean you’re able to do that now.  And that doesn’t mean your talent has decreased.  Writers are different in every new season – adjust for yourself.  Stop expecting yourself to work under ancient systems and expectations.
  • You feel uncomfortable with your author’s voice.  This can be a simple matter of feeling inadequate/nervous – or you could even be annoyed with your own voice/writing style.  This can worsen the more you read other classic books with “better” voices and compare yourself.  If this is the case, my usual technique is to try to “rewire” my voice – try a different POV style or tense.  This can change how your voice sounds, which can make it easier for you and your narration to play nice together.
  • You can’t find the right character.  This sounds like a small issue, but it makes a huge difference.  If you’re unable to find/create a relatable or likable character, you’ll feel uncomfortable no matter what story you write.  It’s like if a principal ballerina were to try to perform her signature piece in a smelly school mascot costume.  You know what to do, but you’re just not in the right outfit!  So it feels clumsy.  It makes it hard to see how you look or what you’re doing wrong.  It makes you feel like a bad ballerina!  So try taking the time to find a good character.  Fanfiction can be a good transitioning activity for you – pick your favorite book/movie/TV character and write in their POV until you feel comfortable again.
  • You’re mentally or emotionally unhealthy.  This sounds judgy, but trust me – 90% of my writer’s block crops up in times of poor mental health or emotional stress.  Just like you can’t play baseball with broken ankles, you can’t write if your heart or your brain aren’t up to snuff.  So assess yourself for undue stress, depression, anxiety (my big one), or mental exhaustion.  Beyond that, make sure your heart isn’t clogged – so to say, make sure you’re emotionally accessible for writing.  If you’re deep in grieving, dissociating, or facing any kind of emotional blockage, your writing is definitely going to suffer.  It might be best to take time to work on these issues – otherwise you’re trying to row a boat with holes in it.

These are some of the main ones I’ve encountered in my time – and they’re definitely not the only explanations.  If none of these ideas help you to get started again, be sure to message me!  I’d love to discuss it with you personally :)  I know how awful that limbo can feel and I definitely want to help if I can.

Thanks again, and happy writing (hopefully)! <3

If you need advice on general writing or fanfiction, you should maybe ask me!

franceschee  asked:

My birthday is April 28th. I don't maintain a blog on Tumblr though. I created an account just to follow the fabulous fellow Everlarkers here. If you can, I will take anything I can get but if possible, some smut please. *bambi eyes*

Happy birthday! Here is a little something special cooked up just for you by @katnissdoesnotfollowback. Have a wonderful day and enjoy the read!

Have Your Cake and Eat It Too

Happiest of birthdays to you! I hope you enjoy what I’ve cooked up for you and it adds to to your celebration. Thanks to @peetabreadgirl for prereading this sucker.  <3 KDNFB


“I’m gonna be late. Please tell me you made some hot water for tea this morning,” Peeta says to his brother as he rushes into the kitchen and tosses his bag on the counter.

“Gotta move faster, old man,” Ryen teases, but lowers his newspaper enough to point to the kettle sitting on a silicone trivet.

“You’re two years older than me,” Peeta grumbles, not bothering to look at what he is sure is a self-satisfied smirk on his brother’s face, choosing instead to focus on pouring the water into his travel mug and dropping in a tea bag to steep.

“Yes, but nothing good happens after twenty-five. They expect you to be an adult after twenty-five. For real,” Ryen complains and Peeta curses as the hot liquid splashes over the edges onto his hand when he moves it a little too forcefully towards the spot where he left the lid.

“Graham would disagree,” he mutters sarcastically as he shakes the tea droplets off his hand and wipes the residue on a towel. His skin stings, but he doesn’t have time to deal with it.

“Graham is an idiot,” Ryen returns, but he doesn’t say the rest of what they’re both thinking.

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Be warned: ANY sign can be a fuckboi
  • LOOK FOR THESE red flags:
  • Aries: If he moves wayyyyyyyy too fast. He’ll be the type to send dick pics way too soon. He’ll be moving you guys to the bedroom before you feel like either of you know each other. Like as if he'd be happy having sex with ANYONE in that moment.
  • Taruas: He won’t put forth any effort. The king of “netflix and chill.”
  • Gemini: The king of snapchatting you photos of himself 24/7. You’ll be flattered by how much attention he gives you on social networks sites but then when you guys hang out in real life, his eyes are still glued to his phone, probably snapchatting some other girls. Sorry, hun. Delete his snapchat, kik, instagram, twitter, tumblr and Facebook account and find a better Gemini. They're out there, trust me.
  • Cancer: He'll act like y'all are dating, but don't be fooled. When you want to take the relationship to the next step or want him to be accountable for his actions, he might emotionally manipulate you by whining about how his mom never loved him or how life is so rough for him. He's the king of playing the victim role. Tell him to grow up and get outta there.
  • Leo: He talks about himself. Even when you're talking, he still somehow is talking about himself. He'll be uninterested when you talk about your hobbies. He'll basically be a narcissist. It's hard not to fall for him because he's handsome and so damn cultured and interesting, but believe me, he's not worth it if he doesn't try to get to know you. You shouldn't have to force him to get to know you.
  • Virgo: Tells you how you should look and behave And yet HE’S the hotmess. If you see his room is a mess or if he's not ambitious, RUN. The thing to notice here is that he'll act like you should be grateful for his "helpful" tips, but he'll get pissed if you tell him how he can get his shit together. He dosent want to get his shit together. He just wants to stay a nervous wreck. He probably has a drinking or drug problem.
  • Libra: He’ll be romantic at first and tell you all the right things. But if you see him a few weeks later talking to some girl and you get a feeling he’s flirting without disclosing he's in a relationship, HE IS. He’ll be fickle as fuck too. If he keeps rescheduling dates without a justifiable excuse, FUCKBOI ALERT.
  • Scorpio: He might pull the wounded-puppy card like a cancer man. He’ll try to seduce you but before you get under the sheets with this sneaky scorpion, ask him about his hobbies. Scorpios are artistic but a fuckboi-scorpio probably has poetry, drawings or music about his ex that he isn’t over and will somehow find it flattering to show it to you. Tell him his poetry is nice AND THEN GET THE FUCK OUTTA THERE.
  • Sagittarius: His tinder says “looking for fun”. He’s aloof af. He may take you out with him to that one party or concert, but you have a feeling you’re not really WITH him. You’re just a piece of furniture that he’ll lean on every now and then. Oh and he probably won’t introduce you to his friends. You'll just be standing awkwardly.
  • Capricorn: If he tells you he doesn’t want kids until his late 40′s. You may think ‘well that's fine, I don't want to get married anytime soon- we can just date until then’ But what he’s really saying is he’ll just call you up as a booty call when he’s not too tired after work OR if none of his gaming friends are available. He may call you his girlfriend and act like a gentlemen. But if you two NEVER go on dates that don't involve getting groped at the movies or on his couch HE’S A FUCKBOI. Don't be hypnotized bc he has a car and a fancy job. His excuses for not seeing you might be something like,“I’m really stressed and busy with work… " but if he wanted to have you in his life, he would make the time.
  • Aquariaus: He’ll be like a sag- aloof and carefree. Very charming. And awkward. He's that guy who seems mysterious because he'll be distant sometimes. He'll be the opposite of a Leo and get to know you but he has no plans of actual commitment, he's just curious and find you interesting. Sadly, a fuckboi aqua has a short attention span. He probally won’t follow through with plans like the other air signs.
  • Pisces: He’ll whine about his previous broken relationships and read you his sad poetry like the cancer and pisces. Except HE won’t make the first move. He’ll probablly get drunk and hope you’ll be the one to make a move.
  • -
  • Not all guys are fuckbois. So I’m not saying every guy will be like this. These are just the red flags to look out for. BE WARNED AND GOD BLESS
  • Say it with me “I am better than a fuckboi”. Say it until you believe it.
Life in a cult - personal experience

The cult:

The leaders of the cult or Elders were to believe to be very unique and special souls incarnated in a human body. They claimed to be older than the universe itself, therefore very wise. They claimed to have unusual and mighty supernatural powers as reading in individual’s mind, emotions, past and future. They presented themselves as teachers and mentors in occult and ordinary life, too.

The cult didn’t have any name. It was an union of people that took Elders as their mentors, teachers and believed they‘re chosen ones.

The cult was partially engaged in an occult field, esoteric field, health care, mental care and apocalyptic precognitions field.

The Elders also owned a company that made profits from esoteric or occult lectures and teachings.

My experiences:

Guilt tripping

Everything was my fault. Was I sick? My fault, because I didn’t manage to keep my energies in check. Something bad happened to me? My fault, because I let outside energies influence me, I didn’t keep my „shield“ in check. Did I fail in something? My fault, because I didn’t try enough, I didn’t use my whole potential, my will wasn’t strong enough.

Negative feelings

Negative feelings were a sign saying that I was weak. Being angry, feeling disdain towards someone or something was said to be only my low mindset, my unacceptance of the Truth.

Being above good and evil

I was taught that as Higher Beings we were, or were trying to be, we have to think and feel as we are above Good and Evil. Many times, I was a witness of Mr. B and others doing horrible things in the name of Higher Power, Higher Will. And of course, I was doing the same. Everything that the elders and we did was justified, no matter how harsh or harmful it was.

Superiority and Elitism

All of us were told we are special and we have some supernatural powers, that they know how to unlock and teach us how to use those powers. We were told our souls were superior to others. We used to refer to „average“ people as monkeys - stupid monkeys not realizing and knowing the Truth.

Lowered self-esteem

I was drowning in the constant feeling of not being good enough. Wise enough. Skilled enough.

Elders know everything

We were made to believe that elders know everything. They know about your past and your future. They know what you feel and think. They know when you lie and when you really mean something. It felt as if they know you more than you know yourself. Most of us would ask them for advice about our lives, because we felt like they had the right answer. Like they really knew what was the right thing to do.

There always was an answer for everything

They had an answer to every question you might have had. These questions were answered within the belief of the Truth.

This is the only right way to live

They made you believe that this is the only right way to live and without it, you’d end up having schizophrenia, cancer, depression, anxiety and many more specific troubles, such as being alone, possessed by demons, committing suicide or being killed.

Families and bonds

We were taught that there is no bond between family members and family means nothing. We were told that we had to pick people and form a „family“ with them. Of course, we had to pick these people from within the cult.

Forced advices

The Elders always have some advice for you in their sleeves. Advices about work life, family, health problems, financial situation, etc. It covered every part of your life, they always had something to say about it. If you didn’t listen to their advice and didn’t do as they said, you don’t appreciate what they do for you, you don’t appreciate their time that they spend on you. We were told that the next time, they wouldn’t help us if we needed help. They basically forced you to do as they say.

Questioning the Truth

Questioning their teachings, the Truth did always result in group ridicule of the individual, guilt tripping, mocking, emotionally threating with what my happen if you betray „the only right way to live“.

Emptiness inside

I was taught not to have any dreams, any desires, any wishes. I was taught to be just a tool for „the Higher Power, Higher Will.“


I was living in a constant fear of what might have happen if I wouldn’t live as they say. I was afraid of their supernatural powers they supposedly possessed. I was scared of the connection they had with the „outside“ world and that they could easily ruin my life. I believed they could make me sick, they could manipulate the reality so I’d for example lose my job, etc.

Controlled introspections

One of the many things we were forced to do was an introspection. For example, we had to write down all our negative and positive personal traits, at any time the Elder wanted. For some of us, it was really difficult to write down the positive ones, because of the low self-esteem they forced us to have. I remember that for a few times I didn’t write down any of my good traits and I was mocked because I failed in another task.

The Ego corruption

They constantly forcefully tried to break our egos. They used to often ask us „Who are you?“ but they mocked and ridiculed every thinkable answer we gave them. We were taught not to have an ego, not to feel ourselves as a person that has valid emotions and valid opinions.

Seeing their influence

Before I realized that I was brainwashed, I used to see their influence everywhere around. They claimed to have worked with/for police, politicians, corporations and even celebrities. They wanted us to see how powerful they were and they used everything they could to support their claims.

The world outside is evil

We were taught that the world outside is full of evil people, demons, etc. They made it seem like only with them we could be safe. When someone said something negative about us, they used manipulation to make them seem as manipulators, liars, under evil influence, mentally ill or just stupid average „monkeys“.

Expecting to attend group activities

We were often invited to attend group occult or esoteric activities which were supposed to help us grow and understand ourselves. When I refused, I was told that I really needed it and if I wouldn’t participate, I could end up mentally ill, physically ill or even dead. I was told that I was already too far and there was no going back. I was also accused of being selfish, spiritually dirty and doomed.

Being constantly confused

The Truth was presented as something we can’t understand while we’re on our path of spiritual growing. At the same time we were told that the Truth is within ourselves and we should be able to feel it and know it.

Against all influences

We were told that things like alcohol, cigarettes, marijuana, birth control pills, antidepressants and any other psychiatric pills are bad for our spiritual growing. We were taught that the glass of wine can lead us away from our path by making changes in our thinking and energies.

Honesty times

We used to have Honesty times regularly. They used to sit with us individually and in something that was called „discussion“ they pointed out your every failure, your every weak moment, your every mistake you made or currently making or will make on your journey. They analyzed every part of your soul, your every thought and feeling. I was told that they do that for my own good, for my better growth.

The system of falling negativity

The more negative emotions we have to secretly keep inside and tried to suppress, the more open we were to act as Elders did. I found myself doing Honesty times with new comers, making them scared and feeling low, failing in everything and guilty.

Reaching the Nirvana

We were made to believe that with the Truth we could be completely at peace with the universe.

Paranoid thinking

They made us believe, because we were all special individuals, that we were nonstop in danger. They made us believe we couldn’t trust anyone, there were people and forces that always tried to attack us, to ruin our lives and corrupt us. We were always on guard.

What the cult experience left me with

  • -          Trust issues
  • -          Low self-esteem
  • -          Empty visions of future
  • -          Panic attacks
  • -          Dissociative states
  • -          Dull emotions
  • -          Feeling constant guilt
  • -          Feeling constant fear
  • -          Shame
  • -          Paranoid thoughts
  • -          Doubts about my choices
  • -          Loneliness and isolation feeling
  • -          Avoiding socialization
  • -          Distrust in society
  • -          Fear of joining any other group of interest
  • -          Impossibility having dreams, desires and wishes
  • -          Difficulty rebuilding family relationships
  • -          Fear of their wrath
  • -          Fear of constant present of evil
  • -          Fear of going insane
  • -          Avoiding situations that might remind me of the experience
  • -          Inability to relax
  • -          Problem with having any kind of relationship
  • -          Changed personality traits
  • -          Inability to remember a part of the cult experience
  • -          Memory problems
  • -          Feeling detached from others
  • -          Inability to understand personal boundaries
  • -          Inability to make decisions
  • -          Fear of openness
  • -          Overtrusting people that remind the former cult members

What happened to me after I left and how I feel now?

There were threats. There was the constant fear for my life, for my sanity. I had to burn bridges and cut connection with almost everyone I knew, to be able to heal. I moved away, I didn’t tell anyone my current address, phone number, email and I deleted my facebook account.

It took me about a year to start thinking for myself again, to start having opinions again. Slowly, I’m learning to have dreams and desires again. I learned how to relax more and how to not be so scared and nervous all the time. I don’t feel guilty or ashamed anymore. I’m learning how to trust people again and how to stop overtrust those who remind me of Elders with their way of talking and thinking. I’m learning how to stop compensate my low-esteem by being too open to men. I started to have hobbies again and I started to believe in myself more. I still can’t think about my future, I still feel detached from others… and more. I still have some work to do.

anonymous asked:

But isn't that what every actor wants and dreams to be? indispensable? lol i don't understand why do you make it sound so bad, literally EVERY single one of the actors in the industry is working towards that same position and goal, to be indispensable. And, its not like they didn't work their butts off to reach where they are, they have been in the industry for more than 27 yrs now, i mean, you gotta get what you earned.

Whenever we get to this point in the conversation, I can’t help but laugh (and cry a little) at how obvious it is that so many of you guys know nothing of famous actors anywhere outside of Bollywood. Like, as if the greed these three men show is somehow applicable to actors everywhere, and the ONLY way (and apparently the natural way?) to do things is the way Bollywood does them. 

When you look at the most celebrated actors in the world, you’ll find people who will willingly take a reduced paycheck for a project they believe in. You’ll find men who will champion their female costars’ demands. Men who produce films about important subjects featuring underrepresented groups, whether they’re “female-centric” or focus on black/LGBT/ethnic minorities’ issues. Hollywood is misogynistic as well and far from perfect, but do you really think George Clooney or Brad Pitt would cringe at the idea of working with a woman over 40? Probably not, considering most of Hollywood’s biggest stars are over 40. Or that those women, like Nicole Kidman and Reese Witherspoon, who are lucky enough to have enough power to produce their own films don’t turn around and make vanity projects where they’re paired opposite a guy with a six pack 20 years younger than them, but instead use their power to back stories they believe in? Does it surprise you that so many of the top actors around the world care at least as much about the films they’re making as they do about appearing younger or padding their own pockets without giving back to the industry?

Most actors want to build a legacy. Most people who achieve the type of power that the Khans have feel at least a little responsibility to contribute to the industry, not just their own bank accounts. They care, at least a little bit, about changing the landscape of cinema, even in small ways. And they may not be above acting with whatever hot young actress is big at the time, but that doesn’t mean their entire career after the age of 40 will look like that. 

This is not the audience’s fault. Don’t shift blame to people who have NO choice about what is made. That’s like saying there are no dark skinned actresses because of the audience, there are no chubby/fat actresses because of the audience, there is no X, Y, or Z representation because of the audience. It’s total bullshit, the audience doesn’t make the films. They’re given VERY little choice about what to watch, but these men could make anything in the world and you see what they decide to put out (and who they decide to cast). 

These self-absorbed, greedy multimillionaires don’t need you to defend their right to maintain the status quo, but it genuinely makes me sad that you think there’s not a viable, more ethical way to do things and that there aren’t powerful men in the world who can and are willing to do better for the sake of the industry they’re in.

Don't Forget (Poe Dameron x reader)

I finally finished my first star wars imagine, a Poe x reader! I’m really proud of this one 😊 keep sending me star wars request pls.
Aaanyway I never had a personal instagram, just a fan account one, so I wanted to start a personal one (Yay!) follow @hesragnorssoulmate on insta and I’ll follow you back! 🤗


(Y/n) and Ben Solo were both strong with the force, but unlike Ben, she wasn’t obsessed with it.
Her parents had sent Ben away with their uncle Luke when he said he wanted to train as a jedi. They offered her the training as well, but she refused. She’d rather train with her father and became a pilot. She spent years and years of her life inside the millennium falcon. When the falcon was stolen, she was devastated, but she eventually moved on and chose an X-wing.
The time Ben turned to the dark side, it was the worst time in her life. Han Solo left her and Leia, blaming himself for what happened. Luke went missing.
(Y/n) had lost her brother, uncle, and father in a matter of days.
Soon after that, The First Order started attacking the new republic, and that’s why (Y/n) and Leia started recruiting resistance pilots.
(Y/n) was the best pilot into the resistance. Until he came.
She was recruiting pilots from Yavin 4 when she met him.
“What’s you’re name?” (Y/n) had asked him the first time he met. He was cute, she thought.
“Dameron,” he answered with a wide grin, like a kid on his first day of school, “Poe Dameron.”
“All right, Poe, let’s see what you’ve got,” she had answered.
He climbed in the X-wing and lifted off.
He was good, (Y/n) thought.
But she was proven wrong as soon as Poe flew through his first obstacle.
He was really good.
He went through the track with ease. He didn’t even come close to hitting anything, something (Y/n) could never do on this godawful obstacle.
He came out of the fighter plane, his hair ruffled with a confident smile that said ‘I know I impressed you.’
It was the only thing she said that day.
Soon after Poe was recruited, he became the best pilot in the resistance, making (Y/n) fall for the second spot. She tried to hate him, she really did, but she just can’t.
She even became Poe’s best friend.
Her feelings grew for him over the years but she kept it hidden in fear that he did not return them.
She joined the fight against the first order that day.
No matter how many attacks they triggered on the x-wing, none of them hit her, because she knew the fighter plane in the back of her hand. She maneuvered sideways, making the blast that came from the first order fighter hit one of its own.
“Well done, (Y/n),” praised Poe through the headpiece. “Thanks,” she said confidently, the color red creeping into her cheeks. She can’t help but notice that Poe ever only congratulated her on a perfect maneuver, never anyone else.
She shook herself out of her thoughts. Get your head back in the game, (Y/n), she thought to herself.
And suddenly she felt it. A sudden pang in her chest like a rope was snapped and all the connections were lost. Something empty; something wrong with the force. She didn’t exactly know what it was but her mind went blank. She lost something, she knew, but she couldn’t tell what she lost.
“(Y/n)?(Y/n)!” someone shouted in her head. Who was it? Why does the voice sounded so familiar.
She snapped back into her self to find out that she was plummeting down. She frantically pulled the controller and lifted herself back up. She heard a sigh on the other end of the line.
“I-I’m sorry I was… distracted,” (Y/n) said, trying to explain the accident that nearly took her life.
That connection, that goddamn snapped connection was Han Solo.
How could she not have known?
When Rey told her what happened, she felt a hollowness in her heart, that she could finally understand what, or rather who, she was missing, along with the realization that she’ll never get him back.
Han was just never her father, he was also a mentor, a teacher, and someone to look up to.
Her father’s death really shook her.
The feeling strongest in her was guilt; guilt that she never went after her father, guilt that she was celebrating her victory over the starkiller base when her father was killed.
By her own brother.
She sworn that day that whoever he is now, he is not her brother, and she will bring Ben back from the ashes of Kylo Ren.
“General Organa,” saluted Poe. “Have you seen (Y/n)?”
“She’s in her room,” Leia said blankly. She could see that the general was scared. She was scared of losing (Y/n) after everyone else she lost. (Y/n) was her anchor in the world. All hope that’s left of in her. “Don’t bother. She won’t talk to anybody. Not Rey, not beebee-ate, not threepio. Not even me.” she said that last part with pain, like a thousand needles prickling her voice.
“I’ll have to try, general.”
A knock sounded on her door.
(Y/n) decided to ignore it. Must’ve been Rey again, or the annoying threepio who couldn’t help her grief, or beebee-ate trying to roll through her door. Or maybe it was Leia.
The knock sounded again. Man, whoever was behind the door was stubborn.
“Go away, mom,” she stiffled a cry from under her breath.
“It’s me, (Y/n),” said a familiar, soothing voice. “Poe,” she whispered under her breath. “Go away,” she urged him.
“No,” he said stubbornly from behind the door, “even if you don’t let me in, I’ll stay out here all day to annoy you.”
A soft click after a fair amount of silence was heard from the door as it slid open. “What do you want?” asked (Y/n). Her hair was messy, and her eyes were red from crying. She had a frown on her face.
But yet, he still thought she looked beautiful.
“I just want to talk,” said Poe. (Y/n) sighed and stepped away to let him in. When he got in, he did something unexpected.
He hugged her.
It was one of those hugs where they seem to melt into each other. His arms gripped her, leaving her breathless as he held onto her. (Y/n) lost track of where her body stops and Poe’s begin. With one last choking squeeze, Poe let her go, looking at fresh tears that stained her face.
But she didn’t want to let go.
This time, it was (Y/n) who embraced Poe, wrapping her arms around his neck as she engulfed herself into his shoulders, silently sobbing. Poe returned her gesture almost immediately, and it was clear neither of them would ever want to let go.
They stood there in each others’ arm, not saying a word, but Poe knows what she wants.
“Don’t let go,” begged (Y/n) urgently, softly digging her nails into his back. “I won’t,” He reassured.
“Stay with me,” sobbed (Y/n). Her voice was raspy, it almost sounded like a low growl, “Stay with me and make me forget about my father. Make me forget about my brother. Make me forget about my uncle. Make me forget about everyone. Everyone.”
Poe ran his fingers through her hair. They were not the softest hair Poe ever felt. Her hair was rough, worn out by battle and the helmets she put on her head and the radiation and smoke she worked with, but Poe did not care. It was hers, and everything about her makes him fall in love deeper every time. “Even me?” Asked Poe gently, “Do you want to forget about me, too?” There was a sharp edge in his voice, the kind of edge that can cut through glass.
“No,” she whispered quietly, “Not you.”
Poe smiled and kissed her forehead and breathed, “You don’t have to forget.” Poe pulled his head back to look at her tear-stained face, but his arms were still around her. “Do you who I see in your eyes?” Poe asked her.
“My father,” she guessed, a little choking sound at the edge, “Everyone always tells me that I have his eyes.”
To her surprise, Poe shook his head. “I see you, (Y/n),” said Poe, caressing her cheeks. “Han had the eyes of someone who regretted that he had forgotten so much. You have the eyes of someone who wants to forget,” Poe trailed her jaw gently, “Don’t forget, (Y/n). Don’t make the mistakes your father made. Make him-.”
Poe trailed off, afraid of what effect the word he was about to say brings to (Y/n).
That word echoed in her head endlessly, drowning in her thoughts. That was all she ever wanted to do. Make her father proud. “I want to,” (Y/n) gulped, lowering her head in the process,“Make him proud.”
“He already is,” Poe assured, tilting her head back into its original position, “I saw it in his eyes.”
For the first time that day, (Y/n)’s eyes twinkled. “You think so?”
Poe nodded and lifted his other hand to her cheek, so both of them were caressing her face. (Y/n)’s hand moved to his waist.
And hey stood there, not talking to each other, a cloak of silence separating them from everything else in the universe.
I love you, Poe wanted to say.
But he was going to save it for another moment.

anonymous asked:

How was the concert? Did you have fun? Tell me all the juicy bits how are they live? I'm sure I'll never see them cause Bighit hates Europe and I'm even more sure that if they do come they don't know abt Eastern Europe so I still won't be able to go :/

Dude…. It was amazing. And I really hope European ARMY gets to experience it some time soon! It was a really different experience from the TRB Dallas, mostly because I was so much closer last time, but this time I was p2 and I got to see all the choreo and shit but I was still close enough to feel close and it was just…. amazing. I want to write up a full fan account later but right now I’m just gonna list the top things I remember about each of the boys:

Kook: God. His solo stage was fucking remarkable. His footwork his voice his moves just. He is such an entertainer, he’s so superhuman. We had pretty good view of his thigh girth from our seats and it, too, was remarkable…. Jenny’s words, not mine….. He also followed Jin’s lead and stole an army bomb, but instead of sweetly returning it like Jin, he pretended to drop it like a little imp butt because he’s a fucking imp butt. When Jimin said “Did you like it?” his little “I liked it” was the cutest thing I have ever heard and I squealed and fell to the floor, he is just precious and talented and adorable. A complete dork, the hottest dork. 

Yoongi: Um just like fucking fire. Just. fire. His Cypher verse was immaculate, I’m talking full virgin birth immaculate, and his solo stage was fucking POWERFUL man. It was so emotional and powerful and I was like legit moved by him. He also dropped it low. He is so tiny and so beautiful and so fucking talented it hurts me. Fun fact: my little sister got drenched in Father Yoongi’s holy water during Cypher. 

Jin: Stunning. Charismatic. Hilarious. Talented. His solo was another world man. I think he actually had my favorite voice live?? Which I wasn’t expecting because last time it was Baby J but….. wow. Fucking stunning. He blew at least 4 kisses and stole 2 army bombs, one regular one, then one pink one when we did the rainbow ocean. He looked so polite and charming when he was asking the girl for them. He just looked happy and carefree and UGH just perfect. 

Taehyung: SHIT MAN HIS HIGH NOTES that’s right, this deep subterranean voiced motherfucker was SLAYING HIS FUCKING high notes during his solo like WOW it was better live than you can imagine. Probably the best high notes of the concert. And it seemed like he was throwing some extra ones in there.  He also LOVED to tease the crowd, like squat down and make cute faces at the fans. His charisma while dancing was off the charts, he goes from zero to too intense in 1 sec flat. There were eyebrows. 

Jimin: It’s really hard to understand the POWER in his dance until you see it live. He is….. he’s something else. His every move, every pause, every breath is just brimming with potential energy, he THROWS himself into the dances, you’ve never seen anything like it. He is a born performer. Even when he’s not dancing or singing, he’s performing. His voice is so clear and lovely. He started the concert with his hair all nicely combed down like a nice little fringe but by the end, he had done that thing where he ran his fingers through it to the point where it was off his forehead. He did this thing where he liked to gaze off all seriously into the crowd and probably give some poor fan a heart attack by looking straight into their souls. Rude as shit, always found a way to make every move a little bit nasty. Perfect, stunning, small. 

Hobi: …. I could not take my eyes off of him. I could not. First of all not only is he the most beautiful person I have ever seen in front of my eyes, but he is just….. his on-stage charisma is second to none. When he’s dancing, he’s still engaging the audience, he’s smiling, he’s just…. fuck I don’t even know how to describe it. He draws you in. He is by far, for me, the most comprehensively amazing live performer. His singing? Fucking amazing. Mama killed me. It was perfect. He knows how to work an audience, man. Ruder than Jimin even, always throwing in extra little rolls and thrusts, but you can’t even be mad at him, because he is HUMAN SUNSHINE and you know what I know we call him that all the time, I know that’s like his thing, but at this concert, I felt it, I felt happier just looking at him. I can’t… describe him. He’s just. The closest thing to magic that this dreary world has to offer. 

Namjoon: I…… I don’t even really know…. how to articulate…. any of this. Full disclosure I have been having a slow motion Kim Namjoon meltdown since summer 2015 but… this concert was the culmination of all of that. Arguably the most emotional moment of the concert was his solo stage. And listen, I was not even a huge fan of Reflection before this, like it was great and all but it was one of the ones I skipped over on the album. But he… jesus he just. He fucking felt this shit. He felt what he was saying, and I felt it, and every time he said ‘I wish I could love myself,’ the crowd shouted ‘we love you’ and fuck i have never felt so bonded with that many thousands of fucking people. It was this giant cohesive emotional moment and it was transcendent. I’m pretty sure he also found a way to make the rainbow crowd like a statement about racial equality, just the most philosophical beautiful asshole you’ve ever met. When the crowd got rowdy and people were getting hurt, he stopped everything and said, “no pushing please, safety is the most important thing” and would not proceed until there was order. He talked to the crowd like he was talking to friends, he was never full of himself or condescending, despite their immense undeniable success, like he was just so genuine and thankful, and as soon as he walked off that stage, I immediately missed him. He has utterly ruined human beings for me and I am honestly so fucked. 

Alright, so, if you’ve ever wondered what happens after you send your resume off to a potential employer, here’s what I can tell you. But keep in mind, this is just based on my own experiences. Other people probably do things differently.

Here’s the basics. Whatever job you’re applying for, you should know you’re not the only person applying. Probably a lot of people are. That means two things: 1. They’re probably skimming. 2. You have no idea what might make you stand out.

Every time I’ve ever helped hire for a job, there were loads of qualified applicants. Which means the first thing you do is try to find your no’s, the people you can weed out. For me, I ask, do I want to interview this person. The answer choices are yes, no, and maybe. 

On that note, make sure you always, always follow the instructions on the job posting. If you don’t, there’s a decent chance you’ll get tossed in a no pile. If they ask for a resume and a cover letter, send both. If they ask for salary requirements, send them. Don’t give them a reason to rule you out right off the bat. 

Similarly, proofread. If they’re skimming, and one of the three things they notice is a mistake, that doesn’t bode well for you. At an absolute minimum, make sure you haven’t done something particularly silly, like send them a letter with the wrong company name in the title, or the wrong job referenced, or notes to yourself about things you still need to add. You’d be surprised how often this happens.

When it comes to resumes, formatting matters. But not like you think. Don’t get bogged down on how pretty the style is. They aren’t going to. But they’ll probably notice if your columns are all janky. Basically, don’t send them something that looks half-assed, because no one wants a half-assed employee. But beyond that, don’t kill yourself over the style. I’ve seen a lot of resumes. I’ve never seen two that looked the same. There’s no magical right way to do it. And it’s the content that matters the most.

So, content. I think everyone looks at this stuff differently. I’ve worked at places that used rubrics, to try to guide people, and get everyone on the same page. I’ve had bosses who go straight to the work history. If they don’t like what they see, they’re not going to bother with any of the rest of it. Personally, I skim the cover letter first, and then look at the work history, to see how it connects. That’s often an issue. If you talk about something in your cover letter, I should be able to find that experience on your resume. If your cover letter mentions that you have a long history working with kids, but your resume doesn’t include a single thing related to working with kids, I’m going to assume “long history working with kids” = “has a sibling” and move on. 

The best resume I saw (in my opinion) had skills and qualifications up top, and used it well. If you’re going to do that, make sure (again, imo) there’s a straight line connecting it to your job history and your cover letter. If you’re going to list “self-motivated” as an attribute, make sure that’s demonstrated in you work history. Talk about how you, as a freelance artist, have to seek out those commissions, set your own hours, and meet those deadlines, and you’re the only person holding yourself accountable. If you’re going to list “team-player” as a qualification, talk about being on the volleyball team, and recognizing that you succeed and fail as a unit, that the team is bigger than any individual player (I don’t know that it’s the norm to list sports on a resume, but certainly if you don’t have any work history, or it’s pretty slim, you should have at it. I had a boss who loved hiring team-sport athletes, specifically because he thought they understood the value of teamwork.).Highlights in the resume, depth in the cover letter. That’s what I liked, anyway. Also, if there’s no depth, it just sounds like buzzword bingo. It’s good to have initiative, to be a hardworker, and to be a team player. But no one is going to believe you unless you can actually demonstrate it. 

Which reminds me, take some time to think about the things you’ve done in your life that have actually changed you, given you skills, made you a better, or more productive, or more capable person. One of the most formative experiences in my life was an epic failure, but I learned how to handle stress, how to prioritize an eight hour day with twelve hours of work in it. I can apply that to any situation. So whatever it is that has made you you, don’t be afraid to use that. You have no idea what is going to stand out to a potential employer. You may think there’s nothing much to talk about when it comes to being a freelance artist, or volleyball player, or whatever, but I see a wealth of positive attributes. 

But beyond that, knowing the job I was hiring for, I would have been all over a freelance artist, or someone who was a writer, because it doesn’t pay a ton, but there’s a lot of down time. So, someone super qualified with lots of experience would probably leave fairly quickly in search of higher pay, but someone who’d really benefit from getting paid to sit at a desk and answer a phone every half hour or so with nothing else do, someone who’d love to fill all that down time with their own projects, now they might stay a long time. That might be a great symbiotic relationship. A guaranteed salary and a chance to work on commissions  or a novel, or whatever while at work is a great deal, for the right person.  

My point is, don’t count yourself out before you’ve even tried, I once got a job because one of the schools listed on my resume was in Ireland, and the person I handed it to thought that was cool. I walked in off the street, handed them my resume, chatted for ten minutes, had an interview the next week, and a job the day after. 

Which leads me to my last piece of advice. When you’re applying for jobs, think shotgun, not sniper rifle. Apply to so many things you don’t even have the option to take it personally if you don’t get called back, because you don’t even remember you applied there. Applying for one job can talk a long time. But every one after that is a steal. Spend some time writing a good resume and a good cover letter that could be tailored just slightly to apply to most jobs. Proofread, read them aloud you yourself, have people you trust read them. Save them. Then, for every job posting you see, save as CoverLetter2017.01.17 (or whatever system you want to use). Tailor the job title, etc. If there are particular professions you want to work in, create specific cover letters and resumes (i.e. if you want to work at a preschool, have one that highlights your experience working at the YMCA, but if you want to work at a dental clinic, have one that highlights office experience; if you’re applying in multiple fields, have multiple tailored resumes.).

I’ve mostly worked general sorts of jobs, that most people can probably do. I suspect if you’re chemical engineer, it’s probably a very different deal. But if you’re just like, damn I really need a job so I can pay my rent, all of that word vomit up there is the best I can offer you by way of advice. 

Oh, and also, get an e-mail address that looks professional. john.smith@gmail.com and mrwizard227@gmail.com create two very different impressions. (Note: I made those up. Apologies to anyone who happens to have those e-mail address. No offense was intended.)

If anyone has any questions, feel free to shoot them over. I can’t promise I’ll have a good answer, but I promise to try. 

anonymous asked:

people aren't seeing the worst in robert, he IS being the worst atm, the robron dynamic has become chrobert 2.0, this is literally happening on screen right now, we're not making this up! it's too awful to watch right now and it's understandable?? good on you if you can stomach this but you don't have to be condescending to those who can't

I’m not being condescending. That would imply that I understand that POV. I literally do not see it. I just don’t. I don’t think the circumstance, Robert’s actual struggle as a character or them as a couple are anything alike to Chrissie and Robert. Is Robert being written stupidly? Sure. But it does not for me for a FUCKING moment negate everything he has done before this. That’s not how life fucking works is it? If I were a person who’d changed for the better but something happened where I made some bad decisions and fell back on habits, would that literally make me a bad person? My growth would then mean nothing?

Because they are showing Robert freaking out but they are clearly showing why and it is all about Aaron. People forget that he was a mess. People forget that he was drunk. People forget that he was going to tell the truth. People aren’t taking into account how he is the only thing Aaron can rely on and Robert knows that. Or if they dont forget apparently its not important enough to take into consideration in regards to his motivation. BUT I’m not making THAT up. The show has CLEARLY shown their love. And that fear of losing that is the motivation.

Not because of fucking money or power or wanting to keep up appearances. Not because Robert wants to keep fucking Bex, he clearly does not, and have Aaron at home. He wants to be at home with Aaron. This isn’t a fucking thrill for Robert. The man is miserable and terrified. He isn’t even thinking ahead. He has no idea what he is doing. This is so fucking far removed from the affair that it’s a joke except for the lying. He is lying but his reasons? Not in any way the same. And Robert hates himself for it.

But it doesn’t matter because some have already made up their minds long before this or they don’t get the motivation. I could list why it is different in detail but I find at this point it’s not even worth the bother.

And that is on them. I don’t even mean that in any sort of critical way really. Personal experience or lack of experiences color people’s perception. They see one way or don’t another. It is what it is.

I’m not going to pretend I understand and on my space I’m going to call out what I don’t understand or like. I’m also not going to on to attack them on their space where they can say what they want to say bc that’s what their blog is there for.

But I am going to, after months of hearing how Robert is the worst and this couple is ruined, put my foot down and say I’ve had enough.

I do not like the Robert hate. I do not like that people, not the show mind you, BECAUSE THEY ACTUALLY ARE NOT SAYING THIS, keep negating the person he now is. I hate that Robert is not allowed to fuck up ever without it destroying him as a character apparently. I am pretty sick and tired of the negativity.

It’s not the show that is driving me away. It is literally the fandom.

You obviously can and do feel whatever way you do. (Thanks BTW for giving me permission to do the same. Really.) I don’t have to agree, like it or even understand it. I simply have to respect you enough to leave you to YOUR space to feel that way.

Appreciate the same.

anonymous asked:

Hello Chris! So I've been wondering and thinking for a while, don't get me wrong, im a larrie, but have you considered the idea that even though bg and stunts end, h & L don't come out, as in publicy come out, or announce their relationship like hey, we're married, we've been for a while but management, you know...? I mean I'd get it, it's their relationship, it's theirs. And tbh everyone already knows and suspects, while there are people still unsure but still. wejust wantbg&stuntstoend

Sure!  They are under no obligation to let the world know anything about their relationship or to come out.

The only reason we tend to think they will is because late 2014 was a WILD ride of almost coming out - for Harry specifically. It seemed so imminent that I created a twitter account, laundryday1d, just to make sure it was broadcasted right away to people that didn’t have active GC’s!!

Then Elounor split up and we were just READY! 

And then… the shit hit the fan.

And things are a lot different now. I still think they want to come out when they can, but I personally stopped expecting it a long time ago.

As long as they are able to live freely, I will never insist that they show their private lives publicly.  Happy them is way more important than “validated” me.

Just Jack

listen…..i have zero good excuses for this. when i saw this prompt in my inbox, i just couldn’t stop writing for some reason.

summary: Jack Zimmermann, NHL Superstar of the Providence Falconers, is on the verge of coming out as gay. His team’s PR Team insists he establishes a social media presence before he does so that he can better control the narrative after. The only problem? He totally has a crush on the consultant they hire to help him. ao3

            “Listen, I mean this in the nicest possible way, but my job here is to convince people that you have some basic emotions about things that aren’t hockey,” Eric Bittle said from across the table. He was dressed smartly in slacks and a printed button-down that pulled across his biceps appealingly. Jack was having a hard time focusing on anything else. “We all know the Jack Zimmermann ‘story’, but no one really knows just Jack. Does that make sense?”

           “Just Jack?” he asked, blinking at Eric.

          “You know.” Eric waved encouragingly. “What you do in off-season or what you do with your friends on days off. What do you do when you’re not being Jack Zimmermann, NHL player?”

           Jack stared at him blankly. He remembered all of the times that he had to swallow the bile at the back of his throat when someone joked that he was a hockey robot, but for the life of him, he couldn’t remember when the last time was that he went out with friends that weren’t also teammates.

           Eric sighed, probably taking his silence for intransigence instead of genuine dumbfounded-ness.

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anonymous asked:

don't suppose you have any nb!alex headcanons to hand? mebbe with a touch of director sanvers cuddling and affirmation and general "you're valid"ness if possible please?

not a headcanon haha but it’s definitely touching on the ‘you’re valid’ness you asked for. enjoy :) 

it’s been a long day of

/yes ma’am/


/right away ma’am/


/can you show us how you flipped supergirl again, ma’am/

alex gets home and they’re wrecked. training deo recruits is something they, as a rule, enjoy doing.  they like having a hand in shaping the future of the organization, as well as being able to keep an eye out for anyone particularly promising. it’s just the /ma’am/ and the /she/ and the /her/ that makes alex feel a little bit ill. that makes them fight back a cringe every time some unsuspecting recruit talks.

so alex gets home and before they’re even inside the apartment, music is filtering from under the door, lucy’s laugh and the smells of maggie cooking fill the hallway, and alex aches. they ache because once upon a time this was a dream they never dared to have, a dream they didn’t even know they had.

until it happened.

until they’re opening their front door and catch sight of maggie with her back pressed against the counter and lucy pressed flush against her, kissing and kissing and kiss. they part as the movement in the doorway catches their attention and it’s almost in sync when they break into smiles. both broad, both so genuinely happy that they’re home.

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drunkenomnist  asked:

Hey! I have a request! RFA+Saeran Wrap run into MCs first... love :) I don't care if you make ot angsty or fluffy or whatever!

* you two were going grocery shopping when you ran into your ex
* much to his dismay, you two ended on good terms
* this lil boy is so sweaty
* over analyzing everything and panicking
* should he work out more??? What if you leave him????
* he also gets EXTREMELY clingy
* once you and your ex part ways you make some comment on how he’s become a prick and he just deflates
* probably will want extra kisses and love tho
* just to be sure

* so I have a hc that zen wears a white tank top under every outfit okay
* so you two are at a couples dance class and Mr. Ex happens to be the teacher
* you lean over and whisper about him to zen and this boy gets the look of satan
* You can smell the jealously
* His shirts and suddenly gone and bam, the tank is here
* And it is now time for the muscle show
* he starts doing all these crazy lifts and suddenly it’s dancing with the stars
* This boy is so extra
* He ends it with that move from dirty dancing
* Physically growls at your ex when leaving the class
* So extra
* But you love it
* It is one of your favorite dates by far

*The two of you were working at the café
*It was almost the end of the day
*You were in the back cleaning up some stuff and Jaehee was working the front
*Up to that point, everything had gone pretty well
*But then someone walks in
*And Jaehee KNOWS its your ex
*and just
*Its not enough for her to lose her composure or anything
*But there were too many emotions going through her head
*She quickly gives your ex her coffee
*And this was all before you even came back
*At first Jaehee wasnt sure if she should talk to you about it
*Its not like a huge fight went down or anything
*But its bugging her so the two of you sit down and talk it out
*It ends with some sweet words and soft kisses


* okay???
* but does anything phase him???
* you run into your crappy ex at one of the RFA parties
* he’s heard the story of this lameo and he ain’t having it
* like wow, your an accountant? Well I’m wealthy AF and also stole ur girl soooo
* he literally starts talking about how he wants to buy you some new pearls and spoil you
* And then this ex, is stupid enough, to try and interrupt him, and Jumin is just ????
* Let’s him get about a sentence in before he just makes out with you
* Right then and there
* You’re are beet red this entire conversation
* Doesn’t say goodbye
* Just drags you
* What a man


* this boy never leaves the house, but you finally pull him out for a picnic date at a park near by
* Mister ex comes along and starts up conversation
* 1) he knows who this is (bc god seven knows all)
* 2) this dude was a total jerk and treated you awful
* 3) he knows you’re uncomfortable
* So nothing is stopping him
* Introduces himself, makes buddy buddy for a while
* Ends the conversation with a bro hug thing and the ex leaves while your just?????
* until this boi pulls out your exs wallet and phone
* “I’m going to ruin his life”
* saeyOUNG NO

* y'all out for ice cream because that’s the only way to get him out of the house
* when your ex walks in with some girl
* You don’t notice him
* But Saeran does, and he knows this boy is a piece of crap
* He stares him down
* That stare that could make someone weep out of fear, that stare
* Your ex notices and is freaked out
* The saeran casually opens his jacket to reveal some weapons bc emo boi is dangerous
* your ex is out of there
* And you never have to see mr crapos face again

for the anon that requested #2 from the prompt list

so sorry, tumblr was deleting everything so i needed to do it on here instead of answering your ask
“please don’t cry, i can’t stand to see you cry.”
you couldn’t do it, as hard as you tried you just couldn’t do it.

no matter how many times shawn told you not to read what people say on the internet, today you gave in.

you didn’t usually read the comments, or the mentions on twitter with your name in it, but today you felt like you had to.

after a few hours of scrolling through what seemed like endless comments on instagram and twitter, you couldn’t bring yourself to look away from the laptop screen. you believed every single thing that was being said about you.

they were right, you didn’t deserve shawn, you weren’t good enough for him. you weren’t pretty enough, or skinny enough either.

luckily shawn wasn’t going to be home for a few more hours, because if he caught you reading this you didn’t know what was going to happen.

you hadn’t looked away from your laptop screen in a few hours, you’ve answered no calls or texts, you didn’t even get up to make yourself any food even though you were very hungry.

you unlocked your phone while reading some tweets about the recent event you attended with shawn. you had multiple missed calls and a few texts from shawn.

“shit.” you whispered, reading the texts from shawn.

shawn <3
hey, studio hours got changed. coming home a few hours early today!

shawn <3
y/n? you haven’t answered anything all day, are you okay?

shawn <3
baby, it’s been 4 hours now. i’m coming home.

the last message was sent about an hour ago, meaning shawn would be home any minute now.

“y/n, i’m home!” you heard your boyfriend call from the front door followed by footsteps coming up the stairs.

there was no way you could get rid of all the tabs of social medias you have open, or even get out of the one page you were on before shawn’s tall frame appeared in the doorway of your bedroom.

“y/n, is there something wrong?” he asked.

you quickly shut your laptop, pushing it away from you before wiping your eyes just in case of any remaining tears.

“yeah i’m fine, sorry i just saw all your texts now. i fell asleep.” you flashed a quick fake smile to let shawn know you were okay.

“that’s bullshit y/n, i see right through you.”

you sighed as he came and sat next to you on your bed, pulling your laptop closer to him and opening it up.

tears filled your eyes as the endless tabs of hate were once again visible on the screen.

“i told you not to read this shit y/n,” he sighed after a few minutes of reading the comments.

“sorry,” you sniffled, “i couldn’t help it.”

shawn noticed you starting to cry again and pulled you onto his lap.

“hey,” he cooed, “please don’t cry. i can’t stand to see you cry.”

he let you cry for however long you needed. he didn’t say anything, but him being there was enough for you.

“y/n please don’t believe what they say, they’re just jealous. i don’t want any of them, i want you and only you.”

“but you should want them shawn! all your friends are so much prettier and skinner than me, they’re probably nicer too.”

you knew sometimes you weren’t the nicest person in the world, and people noticed that. you were sure it was starting to annoy shawn too.

“y/n, you are the most beautiful girl i’ve ever seen in my life. inside and out. you need to believe me, i don’t want anybody else in the world but you.”

you nodded, finally looking at him. his eyes were staring to tear up too.

“why are you crying?” you asked, cupping his cheek. “i can’t stand to see you cry either.”

he shook his head, “i’m okay, just sad that you believe all these lies about you. one day, i’ll make you see they aren’t true.”

you nodded, pressing your lips on
his for a quick second before pulling away and resting your head in the crook of his neck.

“but first,” he said, opening your laptop again. “we’re gonna make a
few changes with your social media accounts.”

I’ve thought long and hard whether or not to make a post. Spirits are high right now and I don’t want to add fuel to fire or make anyone uncomfortable, but I see this sense of ending near and it tugs at my heart.

My birthday is on Sunday and it seems it now has turned into a complete different thing altogether. I’m sad for the news but at the same time I’m one of the people that is looking forward to see what a season 7 might possibly bring. It probably won’t be everyone’s cup of tea and that is more than ok.

If the show ends for you on Sunday, please know that it has been a pleasure to be in this ride with you.

If you’re going to stick around for a possible season 7, I’ll be here for you to come talk about with me.

I love this fandom… there were many times where I felt out of place, or disheartened or even hurt, I’m not going to sugar coat it either, but overall, this had been a place where I have been able to pour down myself over the past 2 years and half.

I started writing again because of Captain Swan. I did gif stories for the first time in my life. Fuck, I even dusted out my pinterest account to make aesthetics posts. I wrote 50k words in a month. I finished more stories than ever before and I still have so many more to write. I’ve read so many wonderful fics and I have so many more to read. I have a house full of bracelets, notebooks and mugs with CS art! I designed tea blends.

Jesus, I got people writing Liam Jones smut!

I’ve met so many wonderful people - some of them even in real life! – with whom I’ve talked not just about the show but about life and family and politics and so many things. I’ve went through heavy crisis myself and had some of you lift me up.

We’ve done so much as a fandom, even coming together to raise money for causes that were important to us. This is what I’m going to remember when time goes by. The ship will still be there to watch on screen, but I much rather keep the memory of all of you with me.

Whatever happens, whether you decide to stay or go, thank you for everything. Thank you for being here for the good and the bad. Thank you for being just you. I’m still here and I will be here if the show remains. And I will be here to continue paying homage to the OTP that brought us together.


anonymous asked:

Hello~💖💕 I just found your blog and accidentally read everything. I love your writing so much, it's amazing~!! Could you maybe do RFA reacting to MC with really bad acne, like covers their entire face? I suffer from acne really bad and don't see many head canons of MC with it..

hey, love! first of all, tysm for your kind words! you have no idea how happy it makes us to know that you’re enjoying our content

now, as someone who also suffers from an annoying skin condition, I agree with you 100% and we gotta change that asap!! so here’s my take on your request, please let me know if you had something different in mind ^^

- Admin Cat Mom.


  • listen, this cutie patootie loves you deeply just as you are, and it’s never been a big deal for him, he barely even notices it?
  • therefore he has never mentioned anything about it.
  • nothing, nada.
  • but if someone even dares to stare at your face or make unsolicited remarks, he’ll have no mercy on them.
  • don’t underestimate the power of his death glare.
  • come on, he gets it, he’s had pimples before.
  • and he knows how annoying it is when people point them out as if they were entitled to do so.
  • uhm no one asked? for god’s sake.
  • feeling self-conscious about your pimples and your scars today?
  • he’ll remind you that the moon is covered in scars and is still pretty, and bright, and loved and praised by many.
  • or how about doing facials for one another? he’ll ask what works best for you so that you can try it together while watching movies! it’ll be like a slumber party.


  • does not care at all.
  • yes, he may go on and on about looks sometimes
  • to be more specific, his looks.
  • but he thinks the world of you regardless of your flaws?
  • he doesn’t mind pimples, or stretch marks, or scars.
  • you’re human and it’s normal for you to have them! that’s what great about bodies and there shouldn’t be any shame in that.
  • whenever you’re feeling down about it, he compliments you and reminds you how beautiful you actually are.
  • “but babe, it must have been god’s intention to curse you like this… you must have been way too perfect when he made you.”
  • besides, as he is an expert at skincare and knows plenty of tricks, he’ll come up with an excelent routine for the both of you to try (taking your dermatologist’s recommendations into account of course).
  • it’ll be kind of like your thing.


  • understands your position to an extent.
  • the pressure of having porcelain skin can be unbearable at times.
  • so she can’t even begin to imagine how rough you must have it.
  • still, she’s not the one to care for looks.
  • she didn’t care the first time you met, she doesn’t care now.
  • the only thing that matters here is that you feel happy and confident in your own skin.
  • and if there’s anything she can do to help you achieve that, never be afraid to let her know.
  • don’t worry, she’ll notice even if you don’t say anything.
  • you both end up sharing makeup and skincare tips, and looking for products that won’t damage your skin.
  • also!! if you have severe self-esteem issues, she’ll be constantly cheering for you!! she’ll suggest setting up resolutions to boost your confidence because she wants you to love yourself as much as she loves you.


  • this man
  • this man adores you to death.
  • he loves you for your heart and your mind.
  • and because you were his support system when he felt the most alone and unstable.
  • he couldn’t care less about how your face looks.
  • plus he’s always thought that appearances and conventional beauty are highly overrated.
  • that being said, he also believes that having a healthy body is important.
  • and he’s willing to do everything in his power to help you ease your skin disorder if that’s what you want/need.
  • he’ll get you appointments with his dermatologist (the best one in the country), pay for your treatments, and ask his chef to come up with an appropriate meal plan for you.
  • but he’ll always reassure you that it’s not about beauty, it’s about your health, and that you should embrace your best and worst qualities as those are what make you who you are.


  • this has never been an issue for him.
  • there’s so much to love about you…
  • and he always gets lost in your eyes and your lips anyway.
  • “acne who? the hell are you talking about, MC? I thought you had a galaxy on your face.”
  • if you ever express disgust or frustration due to your skin, or seem like you’re uncomfortable/in pain, he’ll find ways to cheer you up and make you laugh.
  • “eh? someone did this to you? someone is hurting you? unacceptable! don’t worry, MC, I’ll find their ugly butt and hack everything they love.”
  • “hmm, could it be an alien, though? an alien cat? what do you think? I’ll have to look into it.”
  • on one occasion he handed you a red marker and asked you to draw spots on his face.
  • “I want to feel what you feel.”
  • he adores you from head to toe, and he finds things like this so irrelevant, but if it’s troubling to you, it will be his duty to help you overcome it! (even if he fucks up at times, we all know how much of a dork he can be).


  • I think we’ve mentioned before how soft this man actually is !!!
  • it’s pretty obvious that he’s never put much thought into it.
  • he finds you beautiful, he was captivated by your unique personality, and he feels like you two have made a real connection.
  • and if you ever bring up the topic
  • because lbr here, he won’t say a word about it unless you do.
  • he’ll frown slightly and shake his head.
  • “oh?”
  • and then there’s a brief moment of realization right there: of all the times he’s brushed his hand against your cheek, or kissed your forehead and eyelids, of all the times he’s ever done the slightlest thing to you, have you ever felt insecure or uncomfortable?
  • …questions, he’ll ask lots of questions.
  • mainly about how you feel, if it’s affecting you physically and/or emotionally, if you’re taking care of yourself, and if you need his help.
  • he wants to know how to handle this situation so that he can avoid hurting you.

anonymous asked:

About Zayn's mentions in Liams promo - maybe that way the plan. To say some harsh things and then some nice things. If it was only nice things, it would be ziam heavy, but the bad things get the ot4/larry part of the fandom happy as well. They will only ever remember the bad things, and the ziams will remember the good things, and forgive liam too. I don't think it was backpedalling, i think it was always the plan.

Pickle, I think you’re giving way more credit to Loammy’s team then probably was deserved? Because, hand to thinking boob - if that was their plan, it was nahhhht at all a good one, and warrants a big “Por que the fuck are you doing, bruh?” For all you’re saying that the Ziams are only going to remember the good things, let me tell you right now that the fandom sentiment seems to be a wary one, and you reallyyyy don’t need that on the week of a debut single release.

Timing wise, the comments came at the worst possible time:  hours before the single release, and then the titanic comment came in the wee hours which compounded the issue. I would bet some hard earned tuppence that this was the Doyen Global interns reading fan discourse on Friday and Saturday:

At best, it was a super dick move to court controversial headlines  (and in that respect it did work) but it backfired in the way that not only did Loammy manage to royally piss people off, what’s more is that Zayn got a worldwide support trend for hours on the back of that first comment - just hours before Loammy’s own release. No matter how close the ties Loammy and Zehn may have, I can guarantee you that Doyen Global was not thrilled that Zayn got a trend off of that. 

I’m roughly 100% sure Doyen Global watches fandom feedback and at the very least did a thorough study of the fandom (as anyone would). It doesn’t take a top notch Business Hoe to see and recognize that not only are the Ziams probably one of the more dedicated sections of Loammy’s fanbase, but also, Loammy is targeting the very same genre as Zayn - there is serious fandom overlap there.

To break it down even more Business Hoe wise, Loammy and Zehn would actually be considered competitors - same type of music, same boy band, same target demo (and I know that both Doyen Global and Zayn’s social media managers are following Zayn and Loammy’s accounts respectively). What’s fucky about the whole thing is that it wasn’t just Ziams/Zayn fans’ asses that Loammy managed to chap - it was Harry fans and Louis fans too.  The comments about Zayn were really the whole heart of the issue, though, and the timing of the super obvious ohmygahhhhhd backpedaling  Zayn positive comments  felt like  they had  ran the numbers and decided they needed to do some damage control. Maybe it was their plan the whole time, but it was a super shit one.