Enzo! Your resident party boy and the most non committal guy you’ll ever meet. (Also it’s Dove again bc I have no self control and picked up a second character. This will probably happen again sometime in the near future. Someone pls stop me.)
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Name: Sara Height: 5'5 Hogwarts house: Slytherin is my favorite Go to SSBB character: I dont play, but Marth is my sister’s favorite so i like him too Fictional character I’d date: Seto Kaiba tbh.. also Nero Vanetti Favorite band or artist: I have so many but I’ll pick GFriend as my favorite When did I make this blog: December 2016 ! How many blogs do I follow: 92 What do I post about: Mythology, Literature, general aesthetics Do I get asks on a regular basis: no but i have ongoing direct messages with people Aesthetic: teenage dream suburbia, spooky autumn, fairytale forests, foggy beaches
listen. listen. please take off your shipping goggles and understand: moana and maui are such a brother-sister pair it hurts.
look at the scene where moana is waving the heart in maui’s face while he complains. look at her expressions. i am a little sister, i have an older brother, my entire family is full of siblings. moana is totally being the obnoxious little sister. it is adorable. maui picking on her climbing up to lalotai’s entrance. maui giving her the proud look watching her as they approach te fiti. the banter. “congratulations on not being dead, curly”/“i got your back, chosen one” the looks each of them get when the other is getting on their nerves.
i’m telling you. moana and maui are going to look around one day and realize that they’ve been siblings for months and didn’t even realize.
I originally had dinner plans with a woman I met a week ago. I got home from work and got ready and was on my way to pick up my date……when I got about 5 min from my home my sister call me and says… “Hey not sure what you have going on tonight but Mike is taking the kids to his parents to visit and won’t be back until tomorrow”……. So guess what this guy did! I cancelled my dinner plans and rushed to her house without any hesitation.
I need Kara giving Maggie a smiling shovel talk at the bar and Maggie is just like “lol this kid thinks she’s intimidating” and Kara’s like “you don’t want to hurt my sister again. Because then I’ll have to hurt you.” And Kara picks up a pool ball from the table and just crushes it to dust in her hand.
Summary: Friend to lovers trope. Imagine being friends with Bucky and always saying ‘I love you’ at the end of the phone call. One day, ‘I love you’ turns into ‘I love you.’ Characters: Bucky Barnes & Female Reader Word Count: 1,529 Warnings: Language, angst, & suspense… I guess Author’s Note: For my gorgeous sister wife @sebbytrash. I love you, baby.
Being friends with Bucky meant you had the privilege of being on the receiving end of his twisted sense of humor, always getting picked on, talked about like you weren’t even there, and getting tickled until you threatened to pee all over him. It also meant having someone to stay up late and watch stupid rom-com’s with, binge on pizza and beer, and be totally comfortable walking around in a tank and underwear with.
Not that you spent much time traipsing around in your panties, especially since your feelings for Bucky had somehow catapulted over the line between friends and something more. You never said anything or acted any differently because you knew that Bucky would only ever see you as his second-best friend, the sometimes annoying girl he treated like a little sister.
And then, in the blink of an eye, everything changed.
School choice is an illusion. It is not a universal possibility. Anyone who thinks otherwise needs to take into account far more variables than they are currently considering.
You know what makes it possible for some students to choose schools outside of their immediate districted area and makes it impossible for others? Transportation.
Some students have cars.
Some students have parents who can drop them off and pick them up.
Some students can afford to Uber or Lyft to and from school every day.
And some students do not have money for the bus.
Do you see the difference?
Some cities have free transportation to and from school for students. I salute the excellent people who worked so hard to make this a reality. But far too many still do not. So, students have to pay, walk, or be transported. Spoiler alert: this really limits their choices.
At my school there is a charming brother and sister pair who used to ride to school on matching bikes every day. But one day the brother messed up his tire en route. Without the money to fix the problem, he has had to stop riding for the past couple of months. Now they take turns on one skateboard and one bicycle. She is older, so sometimes he holds onto her shoulder and she pulls him. They are tardy with increased regularity. I called their mother, a caring, hard-working woman. You know what she told me? “Yeah, I worry a lot about them out on the roads, too.”
You know what she doesn’t have? Another choice. She can’t drive them; she has to work instead, in order to be able to continue to feed them. So this is how it is for now.
One girl in my speech class has a protective father. He does not like her getting home by herself after dark. So, this good man picks her up every day. When he gets out of work. Sometimes as late as 7 p.m. At least she can get her homework done.
“Ms. S, can you lend me a dollar for the bus?” is almost as common a question in my room as, “What are we doing today?” or, “What page are we on?”
Many of my students can’t afford even a reduced price bus pass. I imagine for Mrs. DeVos and her friends this doesn’t seem like such a common occurrence. To them it is probably unimaginable. But she probably never had to go without eating so that her children could eat either, as one of my student’s “Personal Hero Speech” revealed had been the case in her family.
Mrs. DeVos probably never had to spend a chunk of her minimum wage salary on splitting Ubers with her three friends just to get to school in the morning, or walk over a mile in the rain just to get back home. Mrs. DeVos probably does not understand that not everyone can just make a choice and a magic money fairy appears to make that choice a reality.
Ms. DeVos only knows that, “…public schools are not succeeding. In fact, let’s be clear, in many cases, they are failing.”
And she also knows she is just the right choice to ride in and change all that.
ENTJ - My little sister - Forever bitter about being the youngest child - Ready to fight 24/7 but is also more bark than bite - Tries to give sophisticated arguments, sounds like a 12 year old on Tumblr
INTJ - We don’t talk about the INTJ.
ENTP - Technically not an irl friend but an internet friend - Would probably have top bants if/when we ever get to hang out irl - Is also confused by Fi - ‘Apazzles’
INTP - Me - I’m great - Probably smarter than you - Jks hahahahahahaha I am a failure
INFJ - Genuinely cares but also wasn’t good at actually picking up on when I needed their support - Tried to get me to open up at times when I was actually fine instead - The biggest Disney nerd - Simultaneously cares too much and doesn’t give a fuck
ENFJ - Understands me on an emotional level probably better than anyone else because it’s just the binary opposite of them - Just knows - Has so many problems but tries so hard to be positive - Tends to over estimate their ability to read people and ends up judging too hard but now knows this is a problem and is working on it - Yellow
INFP - My brother - Is the sensitive™
sibling - Video games and nerd stuff - Debates - Basically the INTP stereotype but with more feelings
ENFP - Marmites - One is one of my best friends and one is someone I loath with every fibre of my being - Technically I know three and they literally never stop laughing??? - Like it really wasn’t that funny - Surprisingly rational in serious situations - Zero tolerance for bullshit - Wish they were more consistent though - Please remember that just because something is good in the immediate context that doesn’t mean you should forget the other factors
ESFJ - Sweetest individual I have ever had the privilege to know - Literally never letting go of them go find your own this one is mine - Travelled all the way up to my uni last minute with bath stuff and a candle thing and cake mix and a cake tin (all of which hold some significance) because I was sad - Huggable - Just wants everyone to be happy
ISFJ - In love with Tom Hiddleston - Fashion ‘n stuff - Always on your side - Not a fan of confrontation but will support you no matter what - History nerd
ISTJ - My dad ikr contain your surprise - Personality clash tbh - Has rules that while generally beneficial do have exceptions but refuses to acknowledge this and ends up just being an inconvenience - Good at helping organise stuff and always offering to review things - Likes planning dinners and things and sometimes reads out facts about specially occasions
ISFP - Anime nerd - Likes animation and other arty stuff - Rants - Too many feelings - Handle with care
Request: hey!!! I love your work omg do you think you could do one where you’re out to lunch with Shawn’s whole family (Karen, Aaliyah, and Manny) and you get a call from Shawn who tells you that he was coming home to surprise you guys, but he did something stupid at the airport when he got home and now he’s in the hospital?? thank you!
a/n: i have been waiting to write this one when i saw it pop in my inbox omg this sounds like something Shawn would actually do omg
It started off as a regular Saturday, you were sitting on the couch in your living room as your mom mindlessly walked around the house talking on her phone. You were scrolling on twitter off your computer, laughing a new meme that showed up, but was interrupted when you felt your phone vibrate.
You picked up your phone and saw a picture of you and Aaliyah pop up signaling an incoming call from your boyfriend’s sister. It wasn’t unusual for her to call you, so you thought nothing of it. You didn’t go to university too far from home, you loved home too much to go far away, so sometimes you would even help Aaliyah with her homework if she called you for help.
An Even Season WOULD NOT be a repeat of season 3 and heres why
Okay so I don’t know, some of you guys who have been following my blog for a while now, might have picked up that I’m just ??? not an angry person. I like naming every single fly I see and leaving messages like “be happy” and “What’s a pigs favourite pizza? MUDLOVERS!” on the fogged up mirror after having a shower… but like recently my sister told me something that made me
I was telling her for the millionth time how much I love Even and I couldn’t deal with how much I wanted and needed an Even season and get this,
THIS is what she said to me: (note:please read the following in a very high pitched annoying voice that you would give someone you dislike when retelling stories) “ew omg noooo i would hate that! omg that would suck so much and make me so annoyed.”
Me, getting super confused and just feeling so attacked: “um what? why? what?”
Little smelly sister: “Because omg we’ve already had evaks story! That would be so silly to do it again! it will just be season 3 all over again. Would be SO BORING”
Okay I know, I was so angry I just….couldn’t think straight and then it made me think: Did other people feel this way? Do people actually think an Even season would be an “evak” season and not a god damn Even season????
Because listen, that is bullshit and heres why:
1. Last season was not about Evak.
Sure it was part of the storyline, Isak falling in love with a boy that made him see the world differently and face all of the insecurities and issues he has been repressing since season 1.
- Mental illness,
- Knowing that it’s okay to ask for help,
- Being true to yourself,
- Learning to accept yourself and
- To not let fear of an uncertain future stop you from truly living life.
Those were all of the things season 3 was about and I think it is an insult to Julie and Isak, to say that his story was just about his relationship? No. Season 3 was so much more and it was about Isak
2. Even is more than a love interest.
oh my gosh, Even, Even, Even. This character proved to be so much more than I initially thought, the first time I laid eyes on him. This boy is amazing. He is 19 years old yet he has been through so much more than we can even imagine. He is kind, charismatic, creative, he draws silly pictures, makes movies that no one but Even himself could think of. He loves so much and smiles so bright, yet at the same time he is dealing with a serious illness that could easily control his entire life, yet ??? he is at school, trying to take charge and give himself a fulfilling happy life despite the illness that hangs over his head and tells him that he doesn’t deserve that, that he isn’t worth it. There is so much essence and potential to his character that, I just cannot see him as being just a love interest. he truly deserves to have his story told but it’s more than that…
3. His story NEEDS to be told.
Most of my life I have spent so much time feeling things that i don’t understand and that i’m even ashamed of for feeling. How many times have you thought to yourself “no one understands me” “I am alone” How many times have you felt like no one in the entire world could possibly feel or make sense of the things you feel?
The thing is we all have “the brain is alone” feelings but the worse part is feeling too ashamed to talk about it and believing that you are alone in how you feel. Having an Even season not only means that we have someone to represent everything that we feel and can’t put into words, someone who we can relate to and show us that if they can live a life with an illness and not let it take control, then, maybe we can too…
But it also gives a chance for people who don’t quite understand mental illness, to literally be put into the mind of someone who does and live the life of a person with bipolar.
I can’t even fathom how brilliant that would be. Not just for people who need someone to show them they aren’t alone and how they too can fight back and be worthy of a happy life despite the illness that tells them they aren’t, but also for the people who are confused about mental illness and would like to learn more. Even can both educate, and relate to us all.
and oh my gosh can you just imagine how brilliant that would be? Not only will we all be brought together but for once, we can talk about the things we feel and go through, without feeling ashamed and silly for feeling it.
Because if Even Bech Næsheim, the most beautiful, sweet and charismatic guy on earth feels like this, then what is there to be ashamed of? What is there to hide? Maybe Even’s season can finally make us feel safe enough to talk about it, safe enough to not be alone.
Acting was more my sister’s thing, I only came to it through her. For a little while, my mom would have me do auditioning as a way of building public speaking skills and to give me confidence speaking in front of other people. I didn’t enjoy it much as I was scared of it and found it kind of terrifying. I had other things going on and it wasn’t until I was a bit older at 18 or 19 that I started picking it back up again.
‘’People think the Popes are like my family, but they aren’t. My parents were never on the run. We moved because we couldn’t pay the rent or something. My parents would sympathise with the Popes, but they are pacifists. My mother would never throw a bomb. It’s just not in her nature. Also, my family is brutally honest with one another. We don’t hide out feelings the way the Popes did. And I don’t think letting go would ever hurt my family. It’s the other way round really. We’ve never had this kind of stable family life before and I’m enjoying it. I like coming home and having members of my family around. And,“ he adds, with an unexpected twinkle in his eyes, "and the food is awfully good."
There are so few photos of me at my highest weight that it took forever to find these. I was so unhealthy in the two left pictures. Walking even for a few seconds left me out of breath, I had zero energy to do anything. I was so ashamed to be seen by other people that I would avoid leaving my house whenever I could, let alone have pictures that documented just how bad things had gotten.
Flash forward to now: I weigh less than I did in high school. I work retail on my feet for hours at a time. I pick my little sister up from school because now I can walk the two blocks without feeling like I am dying. I’ve taken my life back, and I won’t ever, EVER let myself go back to what I was. Weight loss surgery was absolutely the tool I needed to get me on track to a better, healthier, longer life. I will be thankful that I made this decision for the rest of my life.
!! This post contains photos and descriptions of dead animals, skinned
animals, decomposition, maggots, and the general gory details involved
with cleaning up bones.
I’ve gotten a couple asks about the methods I use to clean bones,
so I thought I’d put together a quick summary of the journey of my
female Badger, Ridge, from road to shelf. It’s not really a tutorial,
but I have almost kind of written it like one - keep in mind this is just
Ridge’s personal cleanup journey, and all the steps she went through while being processed
(it’s pretty similar for all my roadkill though) It’s a bit garbled and I haven’t really clarified anything… Hm. Maybe I will put together a proper tutorial in the future. For now, this is Ridge~
I remember a performance
of Antigone in which she
threw herself on the floor of
the universe and picked up
a piece of dust. Is that
the particle? It startled me.
Was it Scripted? Directed?
Driven? I am a girl, Antigone.
I have a sister. We love
each other terribly. I am a woman
of property. The milk of the footlights.
The folds of the curtain. I remember
a performance of Antigone. She stooped.
There was a wild particle.
It was glorified by my distance.
I heard the hooves of the dust.
The ticking of the script
calibrating oblivion. I saw
the particle hanging
and Antigone needed something
to do with her hands
and she did it.
Robyn Schiff, “Fourth of July, 2012,”
A Woman of Property (Penguin Books, 2016)
From Schiff’s notes: “Fourth of July, 2012″ responds to the discovery at CERN of the so-called God particle on that day.