i like this even though it's ugly

Y'all saw that ugly hurtful ass shit that girl who i genuinely thought was a friend wrote about me last night. I keep getting asks about this so imma say this, i found out because she told all of this to my friend thinking that my friend would agree with her. Mo even told my friend that she didnt care if i found out and that she would say it to my face which wasnt the case, instead, when i found out about all the shit she said she went into two faced victim mode real quick bcus shes all talk and she doesnt want all our friends seeing her for the person she really is. She said all of this about me about 3 days ago so … how “sorry” can she truly be 💀 i dont buy any of this “i was drunk” excuse i see right through it shes trynna make herself out to be a victim, not only that but shes trynna make my friend seem like the bad guy for telling me and was trynna guilt trip them and trynna make them feel bad for sticking up for me cus she really expected my friend to agree w all the nasty things they said about me and my friend needed to block Mo cus she was being so manipulative. its all so damn ugly its the second time ive found out shes been talking shit about me and i let it go the first time bc she is all talk like I said so.. all this over some notes and cus shes jealous that i got more followers than her even though ive had my blog since 2011 and shes had hers for less than a year?? Also who the fuck cares about followers like that? Was it ever that serious???🚶🏽 she also has no business judging me for how i chose to show my love for my fave ? For getting a tattoo for him ? My sister n some of our other friends got exo tattoos but mine is the only one that’s not ok ?? Inch resting 🚶🏽also she is no authority on what baekhyun does and doesn’t like- who the fuck goes around telling ppl their fave wouldn’t like them bc they’re a certain race …. i know her and i got alot of the same mutuals so please unfollow me if u wanna keep following them. She said some rlly hurtful ass shit and is only apologizing bc she got caught. i rlly cant believe i gotta be dealing w this highschooler shit when i just come on tumblr to talk about exo and make jokes w u all.

🎶🎶When You Collect Records🎶🎶
  • Hipster: *moves dusty old boxes out of the way* Whoa, an old record player. It looks like it's in working order too! *runs outside*
  • Hipster: Yo, dad!
  • Dad: What?
  • Hipster: We're getting rid of all of poppop's stuff, right?
  • Dad: There's something you want, isn't there?
  • Hipster: There's this old stereo record player in the attic.
  • Dad: What do you need a record player for?
  • Hipster: My record collection.
  • Dad: I didn't even know they still made those things. Can't you just listen to music on your phone?
  • Hipster: Dad, there's a big difference between listening to music digitally and on record.
  • Dad: Fine, I don't wanna get into it with you right now. You can take the record player. You just have to get someone else to take it to your place for you. My truck's full.
  • Hipster: Thanks dad! *smooches dad on the cheek*
  • *later at hipster's apartment*
  • Friend: So, like Patch Adams ends with Patch Adams half-naked in front of a ton of people. I don't know if it was meant to be funny or like a weird sex thing, but like the movie was just a deeply disturbing character study. I can't stop thinking about it.
  • Hipster: That sounds boring. *unlocks door to apartment* Ta-da! Here it is! My new record player!
  • Friend: New? Looks fucking old to me, dude.
  • Hipster: Well, it is old. That's the appeal. And we're going to listen to the new Sufjan record on it.
  • Friend: Is that actually how you say Sufjan? Apparently, I've been pronouncing it wrong this whole time.
  • Hipster: Well, you won't after this record. There's an entire track where he just says his name for four minutes. It's amazing. *plays records*
  • Record Player: *coughs* Hello. Hello! Where am I? Doctor? Hello! Why is it so dark...............................Can I breathe? I can't breath. Oh god, I'm not breathing! Oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god! I.....................................
  • Hipster: Uh, that's not Sufjan.
  • Friend: It totally isn't. Is it some guest vocalist? I like the new direction he's going in. No instruments or singing, and long stretches of silence. Very experimental.
  • Hipster: *stops record player* I think maybe we should do something else for now.
  • Friend: Fucking lame! I wanted to listen to more Sufjan.
  • *days later at the record store*
  • Hipster: Yo, I think the Sufjan Stevens record I bought from here might be some kind of mispress.
  • Store Clerk: Really? It's a pretty major album. I doubt there'd just be a mispress like that.
  • Hipster: Yeah, but listen to it. It's not Sufjan at all. It's some girl talking.
  • *hipster and clerk listen to a completely normal Sufjan Stevens album together*
  • Store Clerk: What are you talking about? This is definitely Sufjan Stevens.
  • Hipster: Okay, but it wasn't like that when I listened to it at home! I even listened to it with my friend and he heard the same thing!
  • Store Clerk: Maybe there's something wrong with your record player.
  • Hipster: Hmm, maybe there is.
  • *back at the apartment*
  • Hipster: *turns on record player and just listens*
  • Record Player: ...I'm awake again. Why did I black out? Did I even black out? God, I'm not breathing, but it doesn't matter. Why don't I need to breathe? Am I even alive?
  • Hipster: Can you hear me?
  • Record Player: Doctor. Doctor! DOCTOR! Why can't I move? Why can't I feel anything. Keep yourself together. It'll all make sense soon. Calm down. Just breathe deeply. Fuck, I can't breathe! AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEE! I CAN'T BREATHE! DOCTOR! DOCTOR! DOCTOR! HELP! HELP ME, PLEASE! I'M STUCK! I CAN'T MOVE! PLEASE HELP ME!
  • Hipster: *turns off record player* It's just a recording, I bet. I can't believe I talked to it like an idiot... *nervously turns record player back on*
  • Record Player: I blacked out again. I blacked out. For how long? Is there even time here? Hell. This is hell, right? Did I go to hell.........................................
  • Hipster: *listens to the record player for hours*
  • Record Player: Negative 6893 bottles of wine on the wall! Negative 6893 bottles of wine! Take one down, pass it around, Negative 6894 bottles of wine on the wall... fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! PLEASE SOMEONE HELP ME! AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
  • Hipster: *keeps listening*
  • Record Player: Soul of Christ, make me holy, Body of Christ, be my salvation. God, please forgive me. I'm sorry for all of my sins. Please free me. I'm so sorry. Please. Please. Please.
  • Hipster: *still listening*
  • Record Player: FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! SHITTY DOCTOR! FUCK YOU! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! *sobs intensely* FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! FUCK EVERYTHING! Please just let me go.
  • Hipster: *nervously walks up to record player and lightly taps on it*
  • Record Player: ...A knock. A KNOCK! PLEASE HELP ME! I'M STUCK! PLEASE! *record player begins shake violently*
  • Hipster: *backs away in fear*
  • Hipster: *unplugs record player*
  • Hipster: *gets hammer from the closet and begins to break apart record player*
  • Record Player: *drips red*
  • Hipster: W-What? *cracks front of record player open*
  • *rotting viscera falls from the record player*
  • Hipster: O-Oh... *stuffs viscera back into the record player and duct tapes over it*
  • Hipster: *turns record player back on*
  • Record Player: ...I can feel. It hurts. Why does it hurt now? Why does it hurt? Why? Why? Why? WHY!? WHY!? WHY!? *spurts blood through it speakers and begins to gurgle*
  • Record Player: *hops forward* Please just let me go. Please... please. I'll do anything. I just want to see you again. I'm so sorry. This isn't what I asked for. I'm so sorry. *hops forward again and comes unplugged*
  • Record Player: *tips over, bleeding heavily onto the carpet*
  • Hipster: *silently cleans up the mess*
  • *some time later*
  • Hipster: *calls dad* Hey, dad. Oh, nothing. Uh, I just need to borrow your truck, If not tonight sometime this week. I just need to get rid of something. No, no, that's fine, I can do it myself. Yeah, tomorrow morning is perfect. Thanks Love you too. Bye.
  • *the next afternoon*
  • Dad: So, what did you need to get rid of this morning?
  • Hipster: Nothing important. Just some old junk... Dad, what kind of person was poppop?
  • Dad: Well, he was only the greatest man I've known in my life. Really caring, dedicated to his family. When you were born he loved you so much. He was a bit of a loner, though. It took a lot to get him to open up. Even around me and your grandmother. He was a bit like you. Always a huge music lover.
  • Hipster: I see. Was he ever a doctor?
  • Dad: That's a weird thing to ask. Nope. He hated doctors. Didn't trust modern medicine one bit. It's ironic. His cancer probably wouldn't have gotten to him if he did. But, your poppop was always so stubborn.
  • Hipster: Oh, okay then.
  • *some days later*
  • Friend: New carpet?
  • Hipster: Yup, old one was ugly wasn't it. It was time for a change.
  • Friend: That's what I've been telling you! I'm glad you finally came to your senses. What happened to your record player, though?
  • Hipster: That thing? I threw it away. It was busted.
  • Friend: That sucks. Are you gonna buy a new one?
  • Hipster: No.
  • Friend: But you won't have anything to play your records on.
  • Hipster: Yeah, but I buy records because I want to support the artists. They're not really for listening. Besides, lossless is better. FLAC is the future.
Your relationship with Yuta from his POV


New series! Ahhhh I hope you like this, it took me a while and I just hope it was all worth it :’) I was gonna do Hansol first but then Yuta got the most votes out of all the members at the time so I changed sorry :’) Tell me what you think about this series and I feel you’re interested in more members :)

Your relationship with NCT from his POV

I will do all the debuted members in NCT excluding Sm Rookies, but first I’m starting with the hyung line of NCT before doing the maknae line!

also this is so fucking long it’s about 2,500 words so apologies in advance - i just tried to make this as good as possible! hope you like it

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anonymous asked:

Do you have any longfic, slowburn, langsty Klance fics that are complete? I especially loved the varelsen fics you've rec'd. Got anything else? :3 Thanks <3

You know a good one….“in stasi-//shot
OK SO! This list isn’t quite as extensive as the other one, but these are some of my top favorites >8^)!!! In no particular order:

never saw you coming by dimpleforyourthoughts has been recc’d already, but it’s still worth mentioning, since it’s very much a slow burn =[,,_,,]:3

On Thin Ice by Minadora is.the Slow Burn of Slow Burns. And Lance is definitely hiding something sensitive that likes to rear its ugly head at very opportune times, aND it’s still ongoing, so if you reeeaaaally like suffering, go here
Actually even if you don’t like suffering, just go here anyways because it’s a really good fic

i am the opposite of amnesia by shizuoh is soososo good,, It’s a hunger games AU, though, and I read through all of it before realizing that haha, it has, A Major Character Death Warning-
That pretty much sums it up 8,^))) read at your own risk

This House Unfinished by boyghosts is actually one of the old and gold ones that I’ve also been procrastinating on making a proper post for..curse you anons and your forcing me to get off my lazy butt >80 //shakes fist
As is probably obvious, I really love this one aaA ;7; it starts out in langst, and continues in langst, and all the while it weaves in these really beautiful cutscenes and plotlines and slow-growing affection, and then
And then it has an open ending
Take of that what you will my friends, I’m going to dust off the abandoned corner of my room and cry about it again

Magic Me Some Love by KaSaPe- If you’re looking for slow burn you gotta go to the chaptered fics amirite, and if On Thin Ice is too good and too painful for you to handle this one’s complete! Featuring fantasy AU, galra Keith, resistance leaders Shiro, Matt, and Pidge, heckin powerful water magician Lance, and more sensitive spot secrets courtesy of said water magician :D
And fluff and a happy ending, so if you read the two before this and need to recover but still, for some strange reason, want langst, here you go

I have to admit, I was not expecting the list to get so long–wELL THEn rescinding my comment on extensiveness, Enjoy!
[Edit #2: I FORGOT THERE WERE TWO MORE FICS I WANTED TO REC FOR THIS ASK–to avoid putting the people who already reblogged this at a disadvantage, I’ll put those up as formal posts >8'0 heads up for that]


This is the punniest of families. You were like the fourth some odd person to ask me for this, so I deliver, EVEN THOUGH I think as soon as your parents wear the trend, that’s supposed to be some universal sign the trend is dead.

@possibly-rare-trash, @chalala-chan, @chocho1313, @otakuhalfdevil

Alyanette, Adrienino, Chlobrina, Kimax, Julerose, Myvan, Nathalix

Bonus: Lila, Feligette, Gabalie, RollingStone, Mirore

anonymous asked:

Emma, I LOVE Harry's pink. I'm also old and have watched the tightenings around gender-stereotypical colours over the last 10-15 years particularly in the US. Pink didn't equate gay when I was in my teens/20s. It's fascinating to watch a lot of blogs go 'pink = gay signifier'. (I think there's lots of other signifiers other than clothes for Harry!) For straight guys, it's a shame that flamboyance now automatically = gay. Expression seems to be tied down more than when I was young?

Well, I’ll admit that I think this side of the fandom sometimes genders pink more than I’ve even seen it in my everyday life, at least among adults (obviously pink and blue are quite gendered for children). I see straight dudes wearing pink quite frequently and I’ve seen plenty of het Harries who love Harry in pink, though of course there are always some uglies who refuse to accept that he likes the color because they only associate it with women and gay men, which scares them. Harry definitely wears shades and patterns that are flamboyant and stereotypically gay, but I think some Larries tend to say “he’s defying gender norms” while putting him in a box themselves. He’s someone with multiple facets and he has layers of femininity and masculinity, he wears pink paisley one day and a hoodie the next, he dances like a dork and then goes to beef up at the gym, and so on. I guess I just wish this fandom didn’t go so far in one direction or the other and just accepted Harry for who is, ALL aspects of who he is, without acting like he’s just one thing.

On Friday I take my girlfriend to the aquarium
We hold hands in the luminescent glow of the jellyfish tanks
Our fingers weaving together like tangled anemone
I point to the ugliest fish I can find and say
She rolls her eyes and smirks at a plaque next to a fish that reads
And says

Rain spatters the sidewalks outside
But we stay nice and dry
Nudging our way between bulky strollers
That block the aisles between tanks
We try to take selfies with the sharks
But the lighting isn’t right so they come out blurry
We laugh at their need for braces instead
Remarking that good dental hygiene is a privilege not granted
To aquatic life

I always like the room with the snakes
The way their bodies wrap around themselves
Like how her arm circles my waist at night
She marvels at the tarantula
But when I catch sight of it I cringe back
It stands still as a statue,
Its eight eyes unblinking,
Its eight legs unflinching –

I wait eight seconds before I look again
But then I can’t stop
Even though I want to
I start to point at it and say to my girlfriend
Because it’s ugly
But not in a cute way
So I stop
Because it doesn’t feel funny this time
I remember it’s poisonous if they bite you
But their mouths are too small so they’re harmless
I pull her away by the hand
But eight eyes tickle the back of my neck as we go

I feel them through every exhibit,
Through the sting rays
And the starfish,
The octopus and the seahorses,
It takes me until the turtles to realize
The eyes have been following me the whole time
Or rather, following us
The mom pushing the stroller with twins,
The dad with his daughter on his shoulders
Their eyes flit from our faces to our hands
I think I am the tarantula

I stand as still as possible
She doesn’t notice them but I do
The seconds between my heartbeats when their eyes flicker down
Turning from friendly to cold in a moment
My heart might as well have been plunged into the shark tank
My throat is wet and I can’t breathe
With the way they immediately snap their eyes away
As if it’s rude to be caught staring at two girls holding hands
Except they always skitter back
Like magnet to coin
They don’t want to look
But they do
They flinch away from the way she tugs me along after her
And I feel poison fill the spaces between my teeth
Staining my tongue silver
But she squeezes my hand and I know
I can’t fit my mouth around
The skin of every person who has scoffed at
Two girls holding hands in public

So I swallow the words
And let her pull me to the next room
But I meet their eyes on my way out
Until they pretend to have manners
And focus on the fish in the tank
And I secretly hope they feel the ghost
Of the venom I tasted on my tongue
Tickling the back of their necks
Their entire way home
Knowing that ignoring the stares of those who
Think that just because we look different they can stare at us like
Creatures in a cage
Is a privilege not granted
To two girls in love

—  on friday i take my girlfriend to the aquarium // a.d.c // 4.4.17

yellow. all yellow.

this involved a small headcanon for a high school AU in which han owned that jacket but it’s So Ugly Yellow he puts it in lost & found to get rid of it. luke though finds the jacket and uses it even if it’s too big on him but han finds this Oddly Adorable on him. but anything on luke seems pretty cute except for the poncho

not to try to make a nuanced post or whatever but imo treating girls w/ eating disorders/pro-ana/mia blogs as villains + the sole perpetrators of eating disorder culture instead of victims of all of the constant messages in our society that promotes thinness as the epitome of beauty and a goal worth all sacrifices no matter what, and the glorification of thigh gaps, visible collar bones etc etc etc….is very like… unhelpful and kinda cruel imo. teenage girls who surround themselves w other pro-ana/mia girls are honestly very very lonely, sad, insecure people looking for a community and companionship, and even though its incredibly destructive, these girls are genuinely trying to “help” each other, even though its an incredibly harmful way of enabling each other. the culture of pro-ana/mia is the fault of our larger culture, not a bunch of teenage girls w a legitimate illness. ed culture is never talked about w the sympathy and nuance it deserves, girls w pro-ed blogs are not demons, they are people who need healing, sympathy, and support. also, i see a lot of anti-ed people saying things like “anorexic girls are UGLY” which is so….counterproductive….like, telling deeply bodily dysmorphic girls that they’re ugly does…at best, nothing, and at worst, simply adds another layer to their body hatred. eating disorders in my expirience and in what ive observed in others is that they tend to function as a kind of addiction and imo should be treated as such to be truly effective in helping people w eds recover. anyway thats the discourse for the day, enjoy

anonymous asked:

Hello sweetie, could I ask for a mtl to date someone who isn't the most slim and really lacks confidence in their looks and thinks about themselves as ugly,even though they're not and are really cute? I know it's weird and complicated, but....

Wow, haha that’s a really long MTL XD. I’ll just make it as MTL likely to date someone really insecure? If that’s okay. Thank you for Requesting!








Rap Monster



“You were right to think it wasn’t your place to say anything, Tudor, and it certainly isn’t your place to get protective of me.” Rummaging in her handbag for her keys, even though she could see that Henry already had his own gripped in his hand, she carried on her voice gaining a shrillness. “You’re not my dad, not my brother, my boyfriend, or hell, even my friend. You’re my flatmate. So do me a favor, and back off.”

modern-au Lizzie moodboard, from FLATMATES by @essequamvideri24​ (and HAPPY B-DAY MY DEAR ♥♥)


Me: Leo. I don’t know what’s happening either. Sofia…she tried to tell me something about you, about this place. She said you’re a Soul Eater. That this place…it isn’t real. Tell me what she meant by that. Please.

Leo looks deep into my eyes, and then his mouth falls on mine. He whispers softly against my lips in between our hungry kisses.

Leo: She was right. That’s what I am. A Soul Eater. I  drain humans of the very essence that keeps them alive. I can do it slowly, keep them on the edge of life and death for hours. Or I can pull it out all at once, kill them instantly. And I can make humans relive every dark ugly moment of their existence while I do it. Except with you. I can’t do it to you. I don’t want to do it to you even if I could.

His words are real. I know now this is real. And I’m no longer afraid. A power enters through me, through every part of my being, it feels like its been there all along. It feels familiar, even though I know I’ve never felt anything like this strength before in my life.

Me softly: Why can’t you with me?

I know the answer. It’s an ancient answer, an answer created eons ago, from the earliest moment humans have walked this Earth, and it’s a two fold answer.

Leo: Because I love you. Because…Shannon. You are Floare.

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I just started my first year of high school 2 weeks ago and made a friend in biology class right? She’s black and we went to lunch together. While in the line this eastern Asian boy with his group of white boy friends turns to face me and smiles and waves and I’m turning around to see if he’s talking to someone else because I’ve never met him before but he’s waving at me and I wave back awkwardly like the awkward human being I am. *sigh and the next day I’m in line with my friend again and

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being your own unique self is pure beauty.🌸
↪ I love my armpit hair and feel comfortable with and without it..I would never shave my body hair for other people, just because they think that it looks ugly or doesn’t fit in their beauty standards. body hair is completely normal and has its function. It’s just hair. Why is it such a big deal for so many people? ..even though I’d shave for my future girlfriend if she doesn’t like it.

Honored Spirits - (Thanksgiving) Holiday

Not as silly as most of the chapters since having anyone explain Thanksgiving to the noodles would just be too much. But I like the idea of them not being sure about turkeys and chickens and WHY IS THAT SHAPED LIKE A HAND?

Udon bobbed its head. It was hard to tell how it saw and what kind of vision it had since it was a spirit that didn’t typically exist in the physical world, but more than once Angela wondered if it was near-sighted – that would explain the bobbing motion as it tried to bring the piece of paper in front of it into focus. In the end she decided that Udon was simply being difficult and the bobbing of its head was more of an expression (not unlike a facial expression) of what could possibly be annoyance.

(She refused to dwell on how the idea of interacting with a spirit of all things became so commonplace that she ignored the laws of…well, everything and just kind of shrugged it off. Such thoughts were for when the shadows grew too dark and the nights too long. Somehow Ramen seemed to know or perhaps sensed it for it would chase away the darkness with its gentle green glow enough that she could go to sleep.)

That is not a turkey, it sniffed.

Next to it, Soba bobbed and wiggled its head as well. It’s not nearly as ugly, it agreed. It’s still pretty…hideous to look at. And turkeys aren’t made of…is that pasta?

“Macaroni,” Genji said absently over his shoulder. “They were asking what it was,” he added when Ana made a curious noise.

Ana nodded and tapped the paper. It was stiff and slightly yellowed with age and a little uneven from the liquid of the glue soaking into the paper and contracting as it dried. A few pieces of the macaroni were missing and in a few places jagged pieces remained. “Macaroni art,” she told the spirits. All three flipped their ears toward her in interest. “Children do it.”

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WARNING‼️this is salty
  • Jon: *intense prolonged eye contact*
  • Dany: *heavy ragged breathing*
  • antis: where???? is the chemistry ?????? just can't find It™
  • Dany: *risks life and limb to save him*
  • Jon: *declares her as his queen*
  • antis still: he's using her!!!! it's so obvious !!! there's no way a parallel narrative between two characters finally meeting has any significance and I'm TOTALLY fine with throwing these characters away (even though I preach about strong female leads, and how Jon should be king even though he didn't choose to, and how "The North Remembers" like Robb wasn't a total fucking disaster, like the pride of any specific house can contribute to the bigger picture) as long as my crackship (that only reared its ugly head last season) has a chance !!!!!
  • me: I'm tired.
Vessels influence their host

I’ve often read people talk about how angels and demons care very little about their hosts and will leave them to die or rot without a second thought (with a few exceptions), but has anyone wrote about the vessel having an influence on whoever possesses it?

Remember the True Vessel thing in Season 5? The vessel must be compatible with whoever possesses it, usually an angel or archangel. The side effects of an angel possessing an inadequate vessel are usually the vessel’s death and a restriction on the angel’s powers.

But then this unnamed demon said this in 12x01:

Unnamed demon: This is stupid. You think this is stupid, right?

Jervis: I think when Lucifer, Prince of Darkness, King of Hell asks you to do something, you do it. 

Unnamed demon: Whatever.

Jervis: Whatever? What are you, a 14-year-old girl now?

Unnamed demon: I mean, not right now. I possessed one once, but – Pbht – it didn’t work out. A lot of feelings and urges and ugly snot crying about how Julie’s with Craig Castle now, even though he’s total bae, but she’s, like, a busted bitch on ice. Hormones, dude.

Clearly, possessing a teenager has affected this unnamed demon, his personality is no longer the same. He was a bit more sensible when he last appeared in 10x21 and 11x22, but now he’s just whiny. 

Some say it’s because of the hormones, but if a vessel can affect its host in more ways than just making the host weaker, what do think it means for the host itself? Do you think possessing Castiel changed Lucifer? Do you think possessing Adam affected Michael too? Do you think Hannah developed feelings for Castiel because her vessel was affecting her.

@mittensmorgul pointed out that Castiel developed a taste for red meat in 5x14 not because of Jimmy still being inside with him, but because of the vessel itself, making Castiel develop previously unacquired needs and wants.  

This may not be something big, but I still find it interesting. 

What do you think, Mittens and @elizabethrobertajones?