i literally have no regrets about this

iwasapruneratfaverolles  asked:

PLEASE TELL THE CHILDREN THE STORY OF MS. STUBELS

Grace fuck, why would you invoke her name like that???

Okay, fine, gather round children, buckle up because we’re going on a bumpy ride back to everyone’s collective least favorite place: 7th grade.

Some background: I went to a very small Catholic school. One class per grade (we were the largest with 19 kids), everyone knew each other whether they wanted to or not. Despite basically every teacher and faculty members insistence that we were The Best And Most Special Class In The School and that everyone loved having us, the longstanding 7th grade teacher Mrs. O’Hara decided to retire in the summer of 2008, meaning the school had to find us a new teacher for the upcoming year. This would be like, the first new teacher in the school in a while, and as she was getting the ‘best class’, it was viewed as a Big Deal. Somewhere in like July or August we got a letter announcing Mrs. Stubel, and it came with a list of books to pick for the summer reading, and that was basically all the information we had.

So…the first day of class. She seems nice enough. Very…ditsy, I guess? It was very easy for her to get herself off topic while talking. She constantly paced around the room, never staying in one spot for longer than a second, complaining she has restless leg syndrome. Which like, I’m sure she did, but she was in the middle of introducing herself and then went on a 20 minute tangent about restless leg syndrome without anyone prompting her. It was almost like you could see her scattered thoughts flying around her head.

So anyone, she eventually gives somewhat of an introduction- she had only taught in public schools before, and kept worrying she ‘didn’t know’ how to teach in a Catholic school despite the entire class insisting literally nothing was different, you just teach the curriculum, twice a week we have religion class with Sister Mary King, that’s literally it (she still talked over us in worry), she told us about her kids, she told us about her obsession with Emily Dickinson, stuff like that.

And then she hands us this worksheet.

She’s like, “Oh, these are just some basic questions for you to answer! Just so I can get to know you guys better!” like in lieu of an icebreaker game, which is fine, but…the questions. The questions were all “What is your most haunting fear?”, “What is your deepest regret?”, “Have you ever experienced the pain of loss?”, “What was your worst injury?”, “What was your worst nightmare?”, all questions like that, and then on the back she wanted us to draw a gravestone and write out what we wanted our epitaph to be.

We were twelve year olds, mind you.

Oh my God and one girl missed the first day because of her grandmother’s funeral, so when she came the next day and saw what the teacher was insisting she do for homework, she almost had a panic attack? And the lady still made her do it? Literally who wants to think about death anymore at a time like that omfg.

Okay, so then we get to the summer reading book reports, right? Now, she had given a list of maybe, 20 books that you could pick from, read it, and then present an oral report on it. You had to have notecards and you had to be able to answer questions from the class at the end. All in all, I’ve had worse projects.

So, on this list, she apparently put Madeleine L’Engle’s entire book series on the list…only she did not make it known that this was a series and not multiple stand alone books, so when reports started up it caused mass-panic of kids trying to put together plot points and make connections on what the hell they had read.

I was the only kid in the class who had chosen to read “A Wrinkle In Time”, and that has since lead to a series of events that…really actually scares me, I’m still incredibly freaked out, I’m not going to get into it right now because it’ll take away from the current story, but just know that I’m not above wondering if it only happened because I read the book for Stubel.

Anyway, so like, I got through the report okay. The class asking questions about it was fine, but the teacher kept asking questions that didn’t make sense, like, at all. My friend Angie has always had super neat handwriting and Mrs. Stubel got like, obsessed with her notecards and asked if she could borrow them for something. When we got our grades back a few weeks later, Angie had points taken off for not having notecards.

And then her teaching just…didn’t happen. She’d never stay on a topic, she’d always get herself distracted! We were not learning anything. And like, this wasn’t a class of advanced smart kids that loved to learn. By all accounts we should’ve been thrilled. But it got out of hand. It got to points where we had to start teaching lessons to ourselves, asking teacher from other grades for help, always coming home in tears, complaining constantly to our parents and the principal because this woman wasn’t teaching us anything. There were two kids who asked her multiple times for extra help, and she told them each time to ‘talk to me after school’, but then she’d leave immediately after school so they wouldn’t be able to talk to her. They finally brought up the issue in the middle of class and she had a breakdown, yelling about how nobody ever thinks that maybe the teacher has a lot of work to do, and maybe she’s entitled to taking off early, but when we tried to argue she shouldn’t schedule meetings and then break them off in the name of relaxation, she stormed out of the room and tried to get the principal to give us detention. (Which, like, our school didn’t even do, and she was the only one in the wrong during this situation) We are still in September at this point, and already at least ten kids have parents considering transferring them to another school. (And remember, there was only 19 of us, and most of the class had been together since preschool, so that was a big deal).

Then, she starts coming in with all the weird bruises. All the Moms™ immediately started gossiping that her husband had to be beating her, and that’s why she was so screwy in the head. But the way she talked about her husband made it seem like he *might* be dead, and we actually did witness her fall and smack her head into a doorknob once, so no one really knew what to believe. (Also, I’m not trying to imply that abuse would make someone crazy or ‘damaged’ or anything, this is just what was being said. I think they were trying to turn her into a more sympathetic character, because if you feel sorry for her you don’t have to hate her for frustrating your kids so much, and Hate Is A Bad Emotion.)

Also…this woman and Emily Dickinson.

She talked about Emily Dickinson every chance she could get. None of us knew who Emily Dickinson really was before she got there and you could see in her mind it was a capitol offense. She found out the curriculum didn’t have room to cover her (because like, we had a text book), and was way too upset about it. She started reading her poems whenever she found the time (usually somewhere in history class), and always gave us very detailed accounts about her dressing up as Emily and reading her poetry at the library.

Now, two things to note here:

  1. The library did not hire her to do this. She would literally just get in the mood, put on an Emily Dickinson costume that she made by herself, drive to different libraries, and just read poetry out loud to everyone there until someone eventually asked her to leave.
  2. The way she described these events…her tone, the look on her face, her posture…you could just tell that she was getting some sort of sexual gratification out of this? Like dressing up as Emily Dickinson in public and reading her sad poems is really what got this lady’s jollies rocking? Got her all hot and bothered? Which is…a lot, but why would you tell a bunch of seventh graders about it holy shit. What about that sounds like a good idea! What about that turns you back on!

So anyway, we learned a lot about Emily Dickinson against our will.

One of the Davids™ was reading a book for pleasure- which shouldn’t have been a shocker, a lot of kids always had books on them, but Stubel got really interested and asked if she could borrow it from him. He was like ‘sure, after I finish it?’ but she took it that day. He asked her for it back for like five weeks straight.

And…the strudels.

Okay, so the school was trying some dorky thing to promote ~togetherness~ or some virtue or something, I don’t remember the specifics of why, but each class had to make a huge themed poster and hang it on the wall outside the classroom. Which was like, whatever, not the most thrilling project but at least it allowed us to be productive vs just sitting there as the teacher runs about the room rambling about her family vacation from four years ago. Mrs. Stubel decided we needed a quirky nickname and after like three days of deliberation we were christened “Stubel’s Special Strudels”!

(points for alliteration or whatever, but no one actually voted for that and what exactly do strudels have to do with Catholicism? It became a big running joke amongst the kids)

Also, in case you were wondering, she didn’t explain the assignment correctly to us- so every other class had like these beautiful, artistic, well-themed and put together posters, while ours was just…literally a bunch of shit thrown together on paper. Nothing fit with each other, it was literally embarrassing to look at.

But then…she wouldn’t drop the strudel thing. Like she kept bringing it up. She got really into strudels and would just tell us random shit about them. Finally, someone jokes that we should get strudels one day for a party (like instead of a pizza party), and she’s Freaking Out and On Board. She really wants to buy us strudels and have a breakfast party now. She talked about it for like two days straight.

So like… you know in school when you would have a pizza party, usually the teacher would buy it? That’s how they always happened in my experience (not counting the last day of 10th grade when some kid had pizza delivered to the school for lunch but it didn’t get there until math class lol). But especially in grade school? Like if it wasn’t a PTA made party that’s super organized, the school would buy the food, right? Right?

Yeah, so she was like, if this is happening you guys need to give me the money. Just give me the money and then I’ll pick them up on my way to work!! And after some arguing some kids are on board. Strudels should only cost a couple dollars right?

And she’s like, oh no, I’m gonna get them from this high end bakery near my house so it’ll be special, but they’re not cheap and it’ll be a big order! I’m gonna need like fifteen dollars from each of you!

And at this point I’m just like…lady. Come on. 

But she keeps insisting. She’s not gonna go until every student in class pays up.

And I’m like…I’m poor. I don’t even like strudel.  And some of the less-naïve kids are siding with me.

And then she pulls that “you guys are just spoiling all the fun for your classmates” shit, like the naïve kids who already paid up, so it gets to the point where we just gotta cave and give her the money.

(I ended up stealing it out of my Crazy Bitch Aunt’s wallet so it’s whatever, I guess.)

And then of course, shockingly enough, every morning she was met with “where are the strudels?” and every morning she went wide eyed, slapped her forehead and yelled in embarrassed horror “I totally forgot! Tomorrow, guys, I promise!”

Honestly, with how scatterbrained and confused she always was…like to this day I can’t tell you with 100% certainty whether she hustled us or was just actually forgetting about the damn pastries, I choose to lean towards the hustled us side because that’s just the type of people I’m used to, but if I found out it was innocent forgetfulness I wouldn’t exactly be surprised.

She couldn’t handle more than one person talking at a time. Like, we’d have break periods, or group work, or something and all the talking made her go wide-eyed and batty. She’d look overworked and anxious and would be darting around the room trying to do work or something but she couldn’t focus and she’d yell at anyone who tried to talk to her directly. I remember one time she was using this boys desk for something so he asked “where am I supposed to sit?” and she snapped “Sit on the ceiling for all I care!”. And this kid was the Class Clown™ , so he immediately grabbed a chair in one hand and started climbing the bookcase to try and reach the ceiling. She’s standing right next to this and doesn’t even notice. He got all four chair legs planted on the ceiling and was trying to somehow maneuver his way into the chair (I really don’t know what the plan was exactly- he was really tall and it was a small building, so I think he probably had the idea that if he can get his body upside down and in the chair, and stretch out his arms like a hand-stand to hold onto bookcase, he could arguably sit on the ceiling.) but he slipped. Crashed into my desk and the two desks next to me, knocked over the book case, broke the chair in half and hit the desks with enough force to knock them down lower. It was hilarious. Everyone was loosing their shit cracking up (he was fine) and it still took Stubel like five minutes to notice his lying out across the desks right in front of her eyes. She was pissed but how did she miss any of it in the first place? She was barely being helpful in whatever it was she was trying to do.

This was the year the Phillies were going to the World Series, and all the grades were having a Phillies Rally in the cafeteria so a news crew was coming to the school and each class was supposed to come up with fun little cheers for them to broadcast. Multiple cheer ideas were presented to her and she vetoed all of them, someone even suggested just singing the damn eagles theme song with replaced words and calling it a day but she vetoed that too, she was very adamant that she could come up with a cheer all by herself and it’ll be the best one (whoever had the best cheer was winning like an ice cream day or something idk). And then like…literally five minutes before the rally she just hands us signs with the letters and was like ‘we’re just gonna spell out Phillies it will be cute won’t it my strudels???’. We were the weakest class there, predictably. I think we lost to the kindergarteners. There might still be a video online of me yelling “ i “ passionately at the top of my lungs. It was online bc our cheer was so bland the news crew cut it out of the broadcast.

I literally can’t say enough about how she never taught us anything. She’d be going on some tangent about how she doesn’t understand the science behind skiing, and I’d be like “Okay yes but please can you just tell me where Romania is on a map???” And she’d start fights whenever someone actually wanted to learn. It was so easy to get her angry but so hard for her to stay on topic. Kids started teaching the class themselves! Like seriously, she’d be rambling and one of us would just go up to the podium, open the teacher’s guide textbook and just start reading out loud and talking over her. By the time she noticed we’d be halfway through a lesson. And we understood it better than when she tried! You know something’s wrong when pre-teens are more qualified for a job than an adult who supposedly went to school for this.

We were in the church having run-throughs for our upcoming Confirmation and she almost set the church on fire…fifteen different times. In less than half an hour. How hard is it to hold a candle?

Okay, and here’s when stuff starts kicking up. It was October 28th, a Tuesday, and it was our last day of school that week because they were having parent-teacher conferences the rest of the week. So we were just hanging out, watching movies in class and reading (lord knows we weren’t learning), and Stubel calls me over to her desk.

So like, she had given everyone little bags with candy for Halloween, but I get up there and she hands me an extra one. And she’s like “Molly I know your birthday is tomorrow and I bought you a present but I left it on my coffee table this morning by accident! So just have the candy for now!”

And I’m like….”Ma’am I’m like, the sixth birthday this year. You didn’t give anyone else presents?”

And she goes “Oh, I know but this is a special secret surprise. I just know you’re gonna love it! Do you wanna stop by my house later this week to pick it up or should I just give it to you Monday after school?”

And like…In writing this sounds like a non-threatening exchange, and like, it was, but I felt so uncomfortable holy shit. I’m looking over my shoulder and shooting my friends SOS signals. Something about this felt so weird in my gut omfg. I told her thanks and I’d just see her Monday.

So we flash forward to Wednesday- my 13th birthday, the day the Phillies won the world series, and also the day my mother innocently strolled into the school for her meeting only to be met with screaming, the sound of heavy destruction, and the school secretary Mrs. Daily running at her in a panic, waving her arms and yelling “YOUR MEETING IS CANCELLED YOUR MEETING IS CANCELLED GET IN MY OFFICE NOW!”

So my poor mother, who thought she could handle this whole meeting in a few minutes and barely be an hour late for work, is now barricaded in the front office with the school secretary, as the noises from down the hall get louder and louder. The woman explains that they had gotten so many complaints about Mrs. Stubel that this morning, when she got to the school, the principal Sister Patricia called her in and said “Listen, we need you to be professional and still have the parent conferences, but we have to let you go. We just don’t think you fit in well here, and the kids need to come first and feel comfortable in their school.” and like, I’m paraphrasing because I wasn’t there, but we all know she was very polite and professional about it.

Mrs. Stubel, however…was not.

She flipped her chair and stormed out of the office, and locks herself in the seventh grade classroom. She started wrecking the shit out of that place, screaming obscenities and the top of her lungs, they had to call the cops on her! She was locked in there for almost an hour! And let me just give you a nice little list of everything she did in that classroom:

  • Smashed three windows.
  • Threw everything off her desk and carved swear words all over it.
  • Got cleaning fluid that she knew would damage the chalk boards, smeared it all over.
  • Cracked the chalk boards by repeatedly smashing chairs against them.
  • Wrote swear words all over the walls and on desks
  • Went into students desks, ripped up their books.
  • Stole my glasses. (which were in my desk bc I only used them in class at the time)
  • Threw some desks around.
  • Carved swear words into the boards. (there was so much carving I’m assuming she just had a knife on her person, which has to lead to the question, did she have a knife on her while she was in class with us?)
  • Physically ripped the hooks to hang backpacks on out of the wall.
  • Knocked the closet door off it’s hinges.
  • Ripped up all the books in the bookcases and threw their pages all around the room.
  • Wrote lewd phrases inside student’s desks.
  • Broke multiple chairs.
  • Used her podium as a battering ram against the wall that’s in front of where the backpacks go. (the wall won but Damage Was Inflicted)
  • Set a fire in the trash can.
  • When the principal and other teachers started trying to get in, she tossed her rolling chair at the door to scare them off.
  • She was screaming curse words at the top of her lungs the entire time, and cursing the school and the kids and the principal and the church in general, and the school building was small, so all the parents and the smaller children that had to come to the meetings (who were locked in their respective classrooms in fear) heard everything.
  • So much more? But it’s 4:30 in this morning and this list is already long.

So my mom is in the front office and deadass the

entire police force

shows up, running down the hallway to the classroom yelling at her to stop, and it takes a while for them to get her out holy shit. They knocked down the door and she tried to escape out of one of the broken windows! But they got her and dragged her out.

So of course, in such a small school with very involved parents this shit spread like wildfire. The entire town knew within the day. The poor principal called the newly retired old-seventh grade teacher and was like “So we…need some help” and the lady was like “I already heard I’ll be there Monday” omfg. I remember I got a text from one of my classmates saying “if your birthday wish was for us to be set free from the beast I love you” omfg.

So, we eventually go back to school on Monday and everyone’s buzzing. The principal has us go to the cafeteria and she ‘delicately’ explains the situation, and that the old teacher is coming out of retirement for us, the school has a restraining order against Mrs. Stubel now and that she’s sorry we had to deal with this mess. Our classroom had to go under some heavy reconstruction before we could be let back in there, so for like two weeks we alternated between the cafeteria and the preschooler’s classroom, we had no books or anything, just provided loose-leaf paper and pens. It was like, surreal, but everyone was just so happy to be rid of her and to be in the presence of a competent teacher omfg. We eventually were able to get back into our usual classroom.

  1. It took a while for things to go completely back to normal, though. After the big spectacle she made, for weeks after she was fired we were all very scared of the possibility of Mrs. Stubel returning to the school with a gun in hand. It was always a topic we whispered about at lunch with wide eyes and shivers. Like…genuine nightmare scenario.
  2. About two weeks after she was fired, a boy in the back of the classroom gasped loudly during SSR, and when we all looked at him, he whispered in anger “She never gave us our freakin’ strudels!”
  3. About three months after she was fired, we were lined up at the door to go to Library when a few of us looked through the windows and saw something darting through the trees. It was fast and we couldn’t make anything out, so we let it drop. When the class and teacher returned half and hour later, the book she had borrowed months before from one of the boys was sitting on his desk. It was just laying there, the room was silent, nothing had been disturbed…but I have never seen a book look so threatening. People were freaking out. Someone kept insisting that she turned the book into a bomb. No one figure out how she got in the school, and no one could figure out how she got it on the right desk, as we had switched the seating arrangement since she had last been there.  
  4. A full six months after she had left, it was nearing the end of the school year and our class was dicking around during our last computer class. Someone found a website (that we weren’t allowed to be on) that pulls up any police records attached to whoever’s name you enter, so someone decided to search Mrs. Stubel as a joke. We ended up finding out she had like six DUI’s.

Aaaaand that’s the story of the horrendous teacher I had for two months in 7th grade. One of my favorite party stories but tbh she still haunts me™ .

realizing you’re on the ace spectrum like

“I’d hit that.” “You… you don’t even know them though??”

“Oh come on, everyone has a list of celebrities they’d totally have sex with if they had a chance.” “Haha yeah ok” *internally* what

"Ya so like for the past few years I’ve felt zero attraction to people I wasn’t friends with first?? Lol what’s up with that”

Why did you have to have sex with them?? Couldn’t you just hold it?? Like pee??

“You’ll meet someone who makes you feel like that someday, don’t worry” “……sounds fake but ok”

“Sex is an important part of a relationship! Everyone has sexual needs!” “….sounds fake but ok”

“Dude that girl is so hot” “I know right?? Look at her fucking eyeliner. Goals. The fuck.” “No I meant like… look at that ass” “Are we looking at the same person are you really focussing on her ass look at how visually appealing her outfit is and dont you dare fuckin tell me that eyeliner isnt fierce as hell

“Aesthetic attraction and sexual attraction are two different things” *puzzle pieces vERY RAPIDLY FALLING INTO PLACE*

*staring at the ceiling at two-thirty in the morning* i could die a virgin and i would regret absolutely nothing

“What’s your ideal girl like?” “Uh… my best friend?” “Oh cute, you want your girlfriend to be the one who knows you best!” “No I meant I am literally only attracted to my best friend she is my ideal girl please help I am dying”

“We’ve been dating for six months and we still haven’t had sex!!” “Have you marathoned Star Wars together yet?” “Yeah we did that like two weeks ago” “Well what more do you want

*thinking about an attractive woman* *dissecting my entire personality and sexuality to figure out why I’m attracted to her this time* is it the muscles. Oh my god is this a sex thing. Oh my god what the hell is this. Oh my god what the fuck is the wtf the fuck the fUCK

*Next day* Zarya could punch me in the face while eating me out and I’d let her but only because she’s a fictional character and therefore could literally never do that

*writing fanfic* ONLY CLOSE FRIENDS HAVE SEX BC ABSOLUTELY NOTHING ELSE MAKES SENSE TO ME

(why is that tho. maybe i should look into that *doesnt look into it*)

“What do you find most attractive in a girl?” “Gotta love those strong emotional bonds” “No I meant like what’s a turn-on for you?” “DID I McFUCKING STUTTER”

*staring at the ceiling at two-thirty in the morning again* sexual attraction should be added to the cryptid wikia

“Yeah sex sounds like a great stress reliever and a nice way to strengthen the bonds between you and your partner(s)” “Well there’s more to it than that…” *The Arctic Monkey’s Do I Wanna Know starts playing in my head* “Haha ok buddy”

"There’s more to being ace than just not being interested in having sex or not feeling sexual attraction. In fact there’s a whole spectrum. You may even feel sexual attraction sometimes but still be ace. You can also be gay and ace at the same time.” “…bro.” “Also it’s totally normal.” *sobbing* “…bro. Bro there are words for it there’s an entire list oh my god-”

“-finally.”

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‘  self care is going into a cornfield at night to get abducted by aliens.  ’
‘  staying up late with another human is such a weird thing like you get this special bond and a what-is-this feeling  ’
‘  do u ever feel like ur not even friends with ur friends?  ’
‘  um no offense but whom’st’ve going to loveth me?  ’
‘  date a girl who fucks everything up.  ’
‘  not all who mcfreakin wander are mcfreakin lost.  ’
‘  i may legally be an adult but don’t be fooled. i have no idea what i’m doing.  ’
‘  a fun and interesting fact about me is that i’m a fucking idiot.  ’
‘  you can start again anytime!  ’
‘  all you can do is learn your lesson. there’s no point in wishing you had did differently. the past is the past.  ’
‘  i can’t believe an angel like me has to suffer so much.  ’
‘  you’re all so obsessed with love and being loved. what about just going to sleep?  ’
‘  i’m smart, but i do dumb shit anyway.  ’
‘  tbh i never deal with my emotions. i just let them ravage my body and then go to bed and then i wake up and do it all over again.  ’
‘  first of all: i don’t know shit, so jot that down.  ’
‘  i’ll just ¯\ _(ツ)_/¯ my way through life.  ’
‘  i’m tired of things costing money.  ’
‘  don’t you hate it when you’re dead inside and run out of apps to refresh?  ’
‘  who cares? do better, move on.  ’
‘  i don’t need a significant other. just a significant income.  ’
‘  appreciation for everyone who’s ever talked to me bc i’m annoying and dumb.  ’
‘  thnks fr th mntl llnss.  ’
‘  what  hasn’t killed me has just made me overly sensitive and defensive.  ’
‘  i don’t know shit ya’ll!!!!! i’m just out here.  ’
‘  binge-watching is great until you run out of the show and have to start watching it weekly like some sort of medieval peasant.  ’
‘  i’m in the wrong realm and i think everyone can tell.  ’
‘  this might come as a shock but I’m Not Feelin too good my dudes.  ’
‘  i’m alive, but only ironically.  ’
‘  there she goes again being over dramatic and by she, i mean me.  ’
‘  do you ever feel like have tried Too Hard to a friend and now you have become That Obnoxious Weirdo?  ’
‘  lgbt: lasagna! garfield’s beloved treat.  ’
‘  my favorite phrase in the english language is ‘i shit you not.’  ’
‘  i’m a real boring bitch! a snoozer!  ’
‘  i honestly look so good lounging in an oversized t-shirt and no pants. when will someone experience the blessing of domestic living w/ me?  ’
‘  you don’t understand how hard it is to take a selfie when you’re ugly.  ’
‘  you son of a mumford!  ’
‘  hi, i’m here to ruin everything.  ’
‘  you can tell a lot about a person by looking at their hands. for example, if it’s a skeleton hand then they’re dead.  ’
‘  the year is 2020 and i am found guilty of treason against the united states for vague blogging that i hate someone and donald trump thought it was about him.  ’
‘  everybody calm down, we’re going to be fine! :))) we’ve weathered worse than this! :) :) :) :) really all this panic just seems like a huge overreaction imho   ’
‘  no beta readers. we publish our crap writing like men.  ’
‘  i need $$$$$ not feelings.  ’
‘  ‘idk imma see’ = i ain’t coming, never was coming, never considered it, never gave it a single thought, only remembered cause you asked again.  ’
‘  oops, i don’t care lol  ’
‘  why girls always crop the halo out of their selfies? stop being so modest. we know the truth.  ’
‘  maurice, you’re not gonna fucking believe this,  ’
‘  i always get told i look like a bitch bc i’m always glaring while i walk, but i’m not glaring, i’m squinting. i have sensitive eyes. they’re watering.  ’
‘  concept: it’s 3 am. candle lit room. a record is spinning. you’re kissing me. we have no worries in the world. we’re warm and content.  ’
‘  i need to go into the forest and scream for an hour and a half.  ’
‘  pls kill all men who yell at girls from cars.  ’
‘  life really isn’t what i expected it to be. less quicksand. almost no quicksand to be honest. lots of metaphorical quicksand tho.  ’
‘  i have a question for u: like are u done… like is it over?  ’
‘  we all have that one person who ruins your day by being alive.  ’
‘  we all have that one person who ruins your day by being alive. for me, it’s myself.  ’
‘  whenever i see police i always try not to act suspicious and fail internally even though i never did anything wrong.  ’
‘  new years resolution: less bitter, more glitter.  ’

Klance Carnival AU where Lance’s little sister volunteers at a local carnival as a fortune teller and Lance tags along to help out. Shiro and Keith also volunteer and after their shifts are over, Shiro dares Keith to get his fortune told because Keith doesn’t believe in all that junk

  • “Come on Keith, if you don’t believe in magic what makes you think those conspiracy theories are even real?” “YOU TAKE THAT BACK!”
  • Lance doesn’t know too much about tarot cards, but he was really interested in palm reading during middle school and literally spent nights researching about it and reading his entire family’s palms 
  • “Lance, just watch the booth for ten minutes I’ve been sitting here for like five hours straight, tell whoever shows up that I’ll be right back” 
  • Keith walks in, rolls his eyes and almost immediately walks out when he sees a crystal ball but Lance’s voice keeps him from leaving “So you’re here for some answers? You might have to wai-” “I-I’m actually here to see just how real this actually all is” “Oooh so you’re a non believer huh?”
  • They sit down at a circular table and Keith kinda regrets storming in here immediately after what Shiro said because he’s actually nervous and expected an old lady to be running this booth…not some attractive guy
  • “Palm please.” Keith’s face gets a little red when Lance gently grabs his hand
  • “What are you doing?” “Palm reading.” “But the sign outside says card reading not palm reading.” “O-oh uh this is a special edition for non-believers only.”
  • “Is this your first palm reading, Keith?” “How did yo-” “You’re wearing a volunteer name tag” 
  • Lance feels a bit rusty because it has been a while since he’s last read a palm so he’s just aimlessly dragging the tip of his finger across Keith’s palm (which is really much softer than it looks)
  • Lance sort of gets lost in thought and realizes he’s been tracing the lines for minutes now. He looks up at Keith to see if he’s noticed and then attempts to hold in his laughter when he sees just how intense Keith is looking at their hands
  • “Why are you laughing, did my hand say something weird about me?”

Bonus: Lance’s sister gets distracted by the cotton candy machine and takes a bit longer than intended

anonymous asked:

how do you feel about SU Crit blogs??

I’m kind of jaded about the SU c/rit/ical thing. So like disclaimer, if you’re a fan of the show providing legitimate criticism, that’s one thing. I respect that, like, a lot! But I’ve seen “su cr/iti/cal” blogs complain about such trivial things, down to (literally) inconsistency in Pumpkin’s tongue texture. I feel like at the beginning there was actual valid criticism, but now it’s just turned into a hotbed of negativity.

I think the problem is that some people feel like ragging on something for its flaws somehow demonstrates that you’re more objective or enlightened than those who choose to celebrate the good things about it. But how can you provide a valuable critique of something you’ve already decided you hate? In my opinion, if you find it impossible to acknowledge anything good happening in the show, you’re pretty much just as subjective as someone who is incapable of acknowledging its flaws.

The thing that I mostly don’t like is that when a fan of the show says “I don’t like su c/ri/tical’”, their immediate response is to say “foolish sheeple^tm, you special snowflakes are unable to take criticism about anything you like. these damn millennials !!!” Which is so ironic, because like, that’s just a weak response that gets tossed out by people who claim to be “critics” but are unable to handle when anyone says “hey, that’s a dumb argument and here’s why.”

I do really appreciate that they keep the criticism in their own tag rather than just the general SU one, though, so like, props. They can keep doing their thing, they aren’t hurting anyone. A lot of the time w/ ships and stuff, the actual ship tag is just filled with hate, so it’s nice that these guys don’t post their stuff in the main tag.

also–in case you’re worried this is suddenly gonna transform into a Discourse Blog^tm or something, worry not lol, we are returning to your regular programming right after this post. I just have gotten a lot of messages about this and feel like I should voice my thoughts about it \o/

It’s not even been a month since Sana’s season started and what I’ve seen out of this fandom is nothing but straight up ignorance and hatred, and I’m so fucking sick of it.

This is not the fandom I joined last November.

We don’t attack each other for our opinions. We sure as hell listen when someone tells us we’re wrong and attempts to educate us. We grow from our mistakes and we learn together, but some of you literally won’t fucking learn.

Season Three wasn’t a walk in the park. There were ugly fetishizers. There were people who shipped Tarjei and Henrik. There was plenty of ableism. The level of straight up islamophobia, ableism, biphobia, lesbophobia, transphobia, overall anti LGBTQ+ sentiment some of y’all have going on, and the abuse apologizing that I’ve seen across my dash these past few weeks is fucking astounding. 

How can you watch this show that is attempting to educate you and make you a better person and not come out of it leaving with a more broad scope of the world and be more accepting? How can you not sit and at least attempt to learn someone else’s point of view? 

I’m not a Muslim, but there are people in this fandom who are. They fucking deserve your respect, and their opinions hold more weight than any of ours could ever dream of having. If you cannot understand that Islam is a religion of peace and acceptance and have an issue with it, just leave. You aren’t wanted here. We don’t care about your opinion of what Islam is and isn’t. I’m a Christian, and I am not vilified for the mistakes of my religion and the hatred and ignorance that has stemmed from it in the past. I will not allow you to sit and do the same to Muslims. Respect the opinions of Muslims in this fandom. Don’t speak over them. When they say you’ve said something wrong own up to it and fucking apologize. Grow up and learn from your mistakes. Be a better person. It’s all you can do. 

The ableism I’ve seen is gross. It’s disgusting. Disabled and mentally ill people are fucking human beings who have feelings. There’s no argument there. Even is not his disorder. Even is a human being with a personality who has likes and dislikes who just happens to have a mental illness. That illness doesn’t define him, and it’s not cause for you to hate him. He’s not a fucking liar. He’s allowed to feel shameful for what his illness has caused him to do in the past. He doesn’t have to share it with Isak. Even is his own person, and Isak is his own as well. Don’t expect Even to reveal his darkest secrets to Isak when not even Isak would discuss the first half of first year with Even. Even is allowed to have secrets. That doesn’t make him manipulative. So many of us in this fandom are mentally ill, and this shit hurts us. The asks concerning all of this stuff can physically hurt. The way you say things can literally be life or death for some people. Don’t say ableist shit. 

The level of rude asks and opinions thrown towards LGBTQ+ individuals in this fandom is inexcusable. I know it’s a shock, but people are allowed to make everything gay. Everything can literally be fucking gay. If you don’t like it, get over it. I’ve consumed heteronormative media since the day I was born. You can handle a few headcanons on your dash about why Vilde is a lesbian. You don’t have to think she’s a lesbian. No one is forcing you to acknowledge that Vilde is a lesbian. You do you. If you think she’s bi or pan, that’s great, but you don’t have the right to go into someone’s ask and tell them they’re wrong for thinking Vilde is a lesbian. So many of you are clearly lesbophobic, and it’s funny considering you’re screaming “Evak! My small soft gay babies!” the next second. We don’t have to have permission to hc characters as gay. It’s not your fucking place to tell someone who’s trans/nb that “Isak doesn’t look trans” when they hc Isak as trans. If they want Isak Valtersen to be a fucking trans boy, they can. It’s not hurting you. All it’s doing is exposing your level of transphobia. We’re allowed to project our sexualities onto characters. If you have an issue with it, you’re homophobic, and you need to grow up and educate yourself. 

Another issue: biphobia. Some of y’all just really love vilifying Even don’t you? You really want to see him fuck up, and it’s exhausting. Even isn’t going to cheat on Isak. He’s not gonna fall in love with Mikael and ride off into the sunset with him. Isak and Even are in this thing called life together. Isak goes down with Even in that s4 trailer. They both love and support each other. Can’t you use your own eyes and see and respect that? You don’t have to fall back on old harmful stereotypes to fuel drama or have opinions. Even is in love with Isak. Respect that and acknowledge it. 

Lastly, today marked the return of our old pal William. William, who it was revealed literally made Noora feel bad after Nico. William who manipulated Noora onto their first date. William who shows abusive tendencies. There are no redeeming factors for William as a character. You can like William. I’m not going to sit here and say you can’t, but you cannot excuse his actions. You can’t sit and say he was okay when he manipulated Noora. You cannot say his actions towards her in London were in any way okay. You shouldn’t fucking defend him. Acknowledge that he’s messed up. After you’ve done that, if you really want to like a character who’s like that be my guest I guess. Abuse is so fucking serious. 

William is a manipulative person with abusive tendencies. Don’t compare him to Isak, Even, or Jonas. All 3 of them? They fucking grew. They learned from their mistakes, and they expressed regret over them. They apologized for them. William can’t even send Noora a fucking text message. Isak, Even, and Jonas literally don’t even deserve to have their names in a paragraph with William. Isak, Even, and Jonas are what every single one of us should be like. We all have fucked up and said shit when we were uneducated, but like them, we have to take responsibility and grow up and learn to be better people. 

Skam fandom, do better. Be better.

You are better. I know you are. 

Take a second before you send someone an ask and think about what you’re really saying. If you make a mistake, apologize and learn. Never stop trying to grow and learn and become educated. We stop progressing the second we let hate and ignorance dictate our thoughts. 

Types as people I've met irl (ENFP pov)

Saw several posts about this & thought it would be a cool thing to do

ISFJ
- least judgmental person /ever/
- loves going on exciting trips
- “do u want me to do the dishes?”
- if they’re with someone who’s good with puns they suddenly come up with great material, if they’re with a physically affectionate person they’ll return the affection whole heartedly
- is actually pretty straightforward about opinions but never in a rude way

ENFP
- can’t say no
- unbeknownst to many is actually pretty self conscious
- “oh gosh why did I do that!!” regrets, regrets, regrets
- 100% night owl
- Let’s Talk About Our Insecurities™
- they have crazy energy spikes & then retreat into a shell to recharge

ESFP
- usually has a bunch of good friends that are of the opposite sex
- gets offended over the stupidest things
- the one who calms you down and tells you everything will be OK
- in love with bromance
- “I can’t I’m super busy with work I literally don’t even have 5 minutes I don’t think I’ll sleep tonight!!” *leaves on spontaneous trip to the woods for 4 days with no reception*

INTP
- will introduce you to some of the best places/experiences
- music taste on point
- “let me tell u why this person will never get anywhere”
- actually pretty successful out in the real world
- surprisingly very judgmental
- great jokes

INFJ
- hair, makeup, outfit, purse, everything must be perfect
- amazing cook
- d a n c i n g when no one’s watching
- takes a while to open up, but when they do it’s like a whole other world
- will drop their friends when they get into a romantic relationship

ESTJ
- the person with the most shocking sense of humor
- does things that at times aren’t socially acceptable
- can be surprisingly introspective
- super blunt
- is actually a cat whisperer

ISTJ
- they’re actually super funny????
- smart conversationalists
- if they hate you, you prolly don’t know it
- fine with school, and in some cases actually like it
- never get emotional

INFP
- yearn for change, will make important life decisions on a whim sometimes
- deep & intimate late night conversations
- will go on an adventure w/ u @ midnight
- need lots of love & encouragement
- big dreams but have a fear they’ll never achieve them

ESTP
- Rebellious™
- love things like rock climbing and hiking
- feel more affection for their kitty than for people lol
- will be pissed if u knock on their window at 5 am but will still get up and do ur hair for u bc u need it for a photoshoot bc inside they are truly fuzzballs
- lots of boyfriends/girlfriends

ENFJ
- will see that you’re feeling down and will shower you with love & gifts
- super expressive in facial expressions
- if they talk to you they are pretty open about the people they don’t like
- super involved in everything
- has a really fun childlike side

INTJ
- believes in you when you don’t
- replies to compliments with “I know.”
- “you can do better”
- prolly smarter than you
- spunky
- volunteers bc they have the desire to help people less fortunate than them

my study moods
  • Tired but still going: eyes twitching, didn't sleep more than two hours last night (or not at all), "I can study a little bit more, it's okay"
  • Not today: opens book, reads a word, sighs, closes book
  • Doing a lot, learning a little: drinks 7 liters of coffee while listening to someone explain magnetic fields (even through I'm taking notes on biology), thinking about my to do list
  • The procrastinator: "I know I have like 36 chapters for tomorrow but I suddenly have this urge to research about aromatherapy"
  • Time traveling: studies for nine hours straight, "when did the sun go down?"
  • Inverse pomodoro: very proud because I wrote like two sentences, time to take a four hours break
  • Hate/love relationship: "I hate this subject" I mumble as I keep studying it

Anyway Niall has already a second single out, promoting the shit out of it since May 4th and its in the top 10 on iTunes and almost in the top 20 of the Billboard charts and yet people still make jokes, that aren’t even funny, about how Niall is literally doing nothing compared to the other guys lmao sweetie, maybe if you actually try to put some attention on his SOLO career you’d see that he’s actually been working very very hard on everything he’s pulling out there. And the worst part, the thing that makes me more upset about it is that even some niall stan still laugh about it… like, dude it’s literally disrespectful of Niall’s work and career that you should support lol

Keith’s Mom Theory

So I’m always seeing around the place that many people think that this mysterious person in “The Belly of the Weblum” episode is Keith’s mom

But I personally don’t believe that’s true and I’m going to explain why

First of all, unless Keith’s mother completely forgot her son existed or just didn’t recognize him off the bat (which is highly unlikely but possible depending on the circumstances), what mother would turn a gun on their son? 

Not once

BUT TWICE

With literally 0 to no regrets, you can tell by their body language that they don’t care about Keith’s safety or well-being at all

If this was really his mom, don’t you think she would have taken this chance to reveal herself to her child? Done something other than try to threaten him with a gun? :,D I don’t know, that’s just the only thing that makes sense to me in this situation

What I do personally believe though is that this person is definitely Galra (you can tell by their hands) and most likely female

If Voltron is down for making really curvaceous and feminine looking men, I’m all for it, but I doubt that they did. You can tell by the silhouette and cut of the body that there is definitely a woman underneath that suit, I just don’t think it’s Keith’s mom

(Also I could be wrong, but the way her body looks, she really comes off as younger to me, like a young woman but idk for sure…)

As a matter of fact, her suit looks very similar to Lotor’s armour, as in the design, frame, helmet and some patterns (on the chest area)

It’s not completely similar, but it’s a pretty close resemblance

The fact that this person pulled out a gun on Keith twice, has similar armour to Lotor, and is most likely Galra pretty much leads me to believe she’s somewhat apart of the Galra Empire which would make sense as to why she looks at Keith as an enemy

Who knows, this person could even be related to Lotor somehow, but I just don’t think it makes sense that this is Keith’s mother

But you know, I could also be hella wrong, but again this is just a theory. Something is telling me that this girl is possibly closely acquainted with Lotor/Zarkon and the Galra Empire. Anyways, I guess we’ll just have to wait for season three to find out 

The fact that she was even included in the recent poster must mean she must be important too

I seriously can’t wait to find out who she is 

namesclairenotfriskorchara  asked:

I kind of honestly want to know how the monster family feels about having killed Frisk at least once or cause them harm. I wanna know how they bounced back from being murdered a lot so easily, Does Sans regret not protecting Frisk during those times they died? I'm not trying to be mean, but its just something that shouldn't be glossed over. Sure they killed the monsters, but they did try or actually succeed in killing them.

Okay, so obviously they Monsters all feel very bad about having hurt Frisk in the past… except Sans who was trying to prevent the literal end of everything so he feels his actions are justified, and Papyrus who never hurt Frisk to begin with. In Toriel’s case she was acting in an attempt to keep Frisk safe and also because of her crushing loneliness. And Undyne was doing what she thought was the right thing for monsters, and after wrestling with her guilty conscience decided that Frisk was now her friend. And in Mettaton’s case, he’d become so fixated on his dream of performing for millions of humans that he’d forgotten the people that made performing worthwhile. And we all know Asgore’s story and how complicated it is. In his case, he was even somewhat aware of the fact that Frisk could reset. So in Asgore’s mind, Frisk would almost certainly win at some point.

Everyone who hurt Frisk was changed by Frisk’s compassion, and yes they regret hurting Frisk and killing them in previous timelines. But I don’t think they regret what ultimately came of those encounters. Every single one of them adores Frisk and will do whatever they can to make up for their past mistakes.

And as for Sans protecting Frisk? …He DID protect them. When they got too close to the power to erase the world he did his damnedest to protect them. He knew they could reset so it didn’t matter if they died. They’d just come back. And in the pacifist run, he made sure in subtle ways that they always had a way forward and never faced an impossible challenge. He kept an eyesocket on them, as he said. But why save them from death when death is just a slap on the wrist? Why would he bother with that?

And to be explicitly clear, during that time, death had little to no consequence to Frisk. Yeah it wasn’t pleasant. Yeah it hurt. But it hurt in the way that a slap in the face hurts. Even less in fact because it’s over really fast and then poof! You’re alive and good as new. Frisk got used to it very quickly.
-TQ

Look, I know it’s hard not to be disappointed and I think just let people be disappointed, it’s their own money they spent. But being disappointed is not the same as being mad at bangtan themselves for it. So I hope no one is actually mad at bangtan, coz that’s just unreasonable. Also for some fans, especially those who haven’t had a chance to buy WINGS, then buying this new album is a great opportunity to finally own all the songs plus the new ones. I just hope we don’t regret buying the physical copy since it really does help bangtan a lot. Not just for this comeback but for award shows as well~

BUT IN THE END I hope all these doesn’t take away from the fact that it’s still a comeback and we have 4 new songs to look forward to. And that Bangtan worked hard for this and has been working non-stop all these years. And what with a World Tour coming up too ;_; Also, they really literally can’t stop talking about the new songs so I really hope we still try our best to help them succeed with this album. ^_^ 

As always, thank you all so much for doing your best to support Bangtan in everything they do. ♥

MITSU’S TOP TEN ANIME OF 2016

Wow what a shit year! Not for anime, I mean, it was okay at worst. I think we’re definitely at the upward slope of the anime renaissance now, but still at the very start of it. It’s hard to think about that when most of what comes out (and is somehow popular) is just…the most generic shit. Well, I did the work for you. I weeded and trudged through some of the worst anime around and even some of my shit favorites to bring you the actual good, worth watching anime of the year.

Yeah, not everything you saw or want to see on this list is here, but you can check my foreword from last week that explains all that garbage. Links to each anime’s respective review will be on the titles (and added for those that just finished). Know that this list is pretty fluid. From 8 or 7 up, it’s all very much I loved them, but the higher up, the more I recommend anyone watch them.

10. Magical Girl Raising Project

Madoka was cool. I finally watched it this year and I was just as blown away by the psychological aspects as I expected to be. It just lacked that extra bite it needed to really scare my pants off. MGRP however, did indeed take a few years off of my life. I’m really in ruins right now since I can grab you by the shoulders and tell you now: you’ll like a lot of these characters and their thought out designs and personalities, but don’t get attached, cus ALMOST ALL OF THEM DIE.

I have to put MGRP on this list because aside from its fun and original designs, awesome interactions, cool-ass premise and execution (sometimes literally), it had some amazing rewatch value. I watched this anime three times, which is a lot to do in one year. I just had to watch people’s reactions and seeing stuff hidden in the background and revisiting some foreshadowing was so much fun. Definitely worth a watch and I’ll cover more about it in my upcoming review.

9. Orange

Regrets, like I have over not putting Kekkai Sensen into last year’s list, are the main theme of Orange. Buried under the shoujo themes of romance, high school, and angst, lies the actual regret: letting a friend kill himself. The main story unfolds itself very slowly as the group of friends discover that is what they must prevent, but it’s done in a realistic way. The signs of depression and suicide are so jokingly cast aside; it’s no wonder people miss it before it’s too late.

The climax of this story was heart-pounding and gut-wrenching. You find yourself rooting so hard for there to be success, to save someone who may not want to be saved, but must be saved. It might also make you pay closer attention to those around you. It’s an important anime to watch. If you do want one with a little less romantic emphasis though, I recommend you see Colorful instead (or also!).

8. Sweetness and Lightning

I need to marry someone who can cook. It doesn’t have to be a five-star chef, though I wouldn’t complain if it were the case, but Sweetness and Lightning reignited my need to be fed well. The show is about how food brings family and friends together. Aside from the great character interactions, well written children characters, and for god’s sake, the beautiful, perfect looking food, this anime was so pure in the amount of love put into it.

The food tops even some shown in Shokugaki no Soma, purely cus it’s doable for someone with a low skill level (like me), the meals are made for picky eaters (like me), and there’s not a ridiculously emphasis put on the orgasmic nature of food. That’s a thing that Shokugeki no Soma and even Koufuku Graffiti used stylistically in a comedic manner, but it doesn’t fit in Sweetness and Lightning for good reason. This show is accessible in that way, making it easier to show to someone who might want to try anime, but doesn’t want all the sexy fanservice.

7.Drifters

Kick-ass and Metal come to mind when Drifters is mentioned. I love Kohta Hirano’s previous work, Hellsing, a lot. It was a massive gore and blood fest with a sprinkling of comedy in the mix. This is a war and gore fest with a, not a sprinkling of comedy, but more like Hirano accidentally knocked the bottle of comedy over when he was checking on the oven directly into said mix. It’s really funny, but also really awesome. I have a lot to say about it in my review, but I think a dog fight with dragons involved kind of state my case for me. Also Elves, Dwarves and other Tolkien demihumans and monsters abound. It’s fun.

The animation is also gorgeous, especially that stylized, graphic novel looking opening theme with the rock anthem “Gospel of the Throttle” making you “NA NA NA NA NA NA” along with the characters every opening. It’s an excellent show to watch with friends or get yourself pumped. Returning sometime next year!

6. Kuromukuro

How can something be so trope-y, yet so damn enjoyable? Kuromukuro isn’t an original concept, but is done in an original way. The samurai trapped in a machine for 500 years is the new exchange student. The reluctant heroine needs to board the mecha to fight the alien threat. The school festival has been compromised by an alien mecha entering the atmosphere. This anime is funny, but it’s also emotional and holds a much wider scope than I ever could have expected. P.A. Works has been putting out some good contenders in the last few years, and with their lovely art style and well-balanced budget, they were able to pull off this massive mech story in an engaging and entertaining way.

I applaud the cast for one of the best ensembles on this list, bringing forth some of the best and most memorable character chemistry of the season, and some hilarious situational humor. I also cried a little near the end, but honestly, a lot of anime on this list did that to me this year.

5. My Hero Academia

Shonen anime is such a delight now, always a favorite of mine as a kid, but not as firmly as now. I love the underdogs; I love the over the top villains; I love the powers, the fights, and the yelling to infinity. It’s just so exciting and blood pumping, and MHA made it so refreshing with such an interesting spin. These characters are children, inexperienced, with quirks that may or may not be useful. I love Deku because his anxieties and general feelings of being less than everyone else not only make it exciting to see him overcome them, but to use them to keep his head and ego from getting over inflated like some shonen protagonists. Bakugo is such a good foil to him, showing where this could be a major weakness to a shonen protagonist.

Also it’s coming back with THE TOURNAMENT ARC, and if you’re like me and haven’t started the manga yet, DO IT! You won’t regret it! I’m more than excited to see more of this awesome anime in action.

4. Flip Flappers

This anime, wow this anime. I’m so upset not more people are talking about it, but have you seen this delight for the senses? I’m looking forward to reviewing it now just because my jaw is still kinda on the floor. Beautiful animation, a crazy cool style, and some of the best nonsense in magical-girl but not really fight scenes I’ve seen in a while. This anime reminds me of something, but I can’t quite put my thumb on it. I do know it’s like an amalgamation of my editor’s anime “TYPE” so you’ll see more about that in the review.

But good lord did I love the heart of this show. The pure romance, the exciting battles, the trippy psychological horror. Let me just say, that one episode (the Maria Watches Over Us “GOKIGENYO”), probably has scarred me for life, but I love it. It’s just so different and good. It deserves a watch, just for how delighted your eyes will be.

3. Erased (Boku Dake Ga Inai Machi)

I love a story that can get you emotionally invested and cheering for or yelling at the character who you don’t have any control over. Erased was paced beautifully (though some might disagree due to the slight differences in adaptation), and its animation only made every silent, tender moment more enjoyable to look at before the lighting and mood would change and the feeling of bloodlust would stain the air. That’s how you write suspense.

I’m a little annoyed because apparently some other people were reading some character motivations “differently,” (looking at you crunchyroll), but I think it’s safe to say this doesn’t cross the line into romance, at all, and stays a thriller about growing up in a life-threatening situation.

2. Shouwa Genroku Rakugo Shinjuu

I love the theatre, and I love comedy and storytelling. This anime manages to hit both of these points while showcasing some of the best animation I’ve ever seen. On top of the animation, there’s good directing, and supporting that is a great soundtrack. The story is vast and covers several characters’ lives over several decades surrounding World War 2.

The rakugo, though, is what makes the story. It’s not the first anime to touch on this topic, but it’s the first to do so in such an interesting way. It was very refreshing compared to a lot of titles on this list (though many of them are refreshing ideas!) with its originality. It’s heartfelt, it’s serious, it’s funny, but it also makes me want to cry. If it weren’t for the top spot being so hype as hell and generally a weekly freak-out among me and my friends, this would have been number one.

1. Mob Psycho 100
What can I say about Mob Psycho that hasn’t already been said? Its opening is gold, its animation is unique and interesting, its writing, directing, and characters are all praise-worthy. It is just hands down the best anime of the year. You may be thinking, “but Mitsu, One Punch Man was number one LAST YEAR. Isn’t Mob a little overhyped?”

No. Sit down and shut up. One is probably one of the best writers on the scene right now and is doing a lot better at writing genuinely empathetic characters and commentary on modern anime genres and tropes than most of the big budget barf fests. I think the “overhyped” talk is nonsense when it comes to mob. It genuinely does some interesting and groundbreaking work. That’s why it’s not only on this list, but number one. It never moved an inch since I decided it should be on the list.

Everything I’ve said has BEEN said by several really good reviewers and critics out there and you should definitely check out what they have to say about it too, because honestly, they’re a lot better than I am. I like Mob Psycho, I like One Punch Man, but I like Mob more. I’m so delighted that One Punch Man will be returning shortly and I only wish for Mob to also share the spotlight, as it deserves.

Being Apart Of The Batfam Would Include...

 Sorry if it’s bad I haven't written anything for a while and this took me forever to do and I just don’t have the energy to try to improve it. Welp.


  • Long story short
  • IT’S CHAOSSSSSS
  • Everyone constantly blaming each other
  • “Who took the bat mobile out for a joy ride?”
  • You, Stephanie and Harper share a look, “It was Damian.”
  • Is it too soon for this?
  • “I hate you!”
  • “Yeah? Well you’re adopted!”
  • “You’re fucking adopted too!
  • When Bruce or Alfred compliment Damian this happens
  • “Don’t worry Tim, your time will come. It just won’t be as impressive and glorified as mine.”
  • Constantly have to deal with people asking about them
  • “Is your brother single?”
  • “Damn, she’s hot can you give me her number?”
  • Threats don’t even work anymore
  • They’ve gotten repetitive or their just not frightening
  • “I’m going to kill you.”
  • “I died before try again.”
  • The boys being cockblockers
  • They just can’t stand the idea of someone being with their sibling nonetheless breaking their heart
  • When anyone is being chewed out at dinner you all try to be silent and still as possible cause ain’t no one want to be caught up in that heat
  • When ever one of the boys are scared at night they go to you for comfort because they know you’ll listen and care
  • The relationship drama in this family is too much for you
  • Damian secretly thinking you and Jason are cool and badass and brags about you guys at school
  • Secretly taking the Batmobile out
  • You guys take it out so much civilians and villains aren’t shocked anymore when they see the mobile packed with teens/young adults in colorful suits
  • When you hang out with one of the boys people constantly mistake you guys as a couple
  • “You guys are so cute together!”
  • You and Jason share the most disgusted look with each other
  • “Oh hell no.”
  • Bruce always calling you guys by the wrong names
  • “Dick- Jason- no- Da-you know who you are come here.”
  • Bruce has learned to ignore you guys arguments
  • Bruce regrets it every single time he takes you guys to galas
  • This infamous line “Don’t tell Alfred.”
  • “Okay, what do I get?”
  • When you, Jason, and Dick were younger and got into play fights it got a bit chaotic
  • “Oh my god don’t cry! Stop Bruce is coming! You literally been stabbed and shot before stop it!!!”
  • Having to take care of them while Alfred was gone
  • “Oh hey Alfred, nothing to worry about everything’s great!” You answer Alfred’s call while Damian strangles Tim in the background
  • At the end of the day you can’t be more grateful to have such a weird and big family

They made aunt Josephine CANNONICALLY GAY I can’t believe this. She literally says she loved the woman she lived with more than anyone and when Anne makes a comment about her “not being the marrying type” she says “I was, in my way. We had a long full life together and I have no regrets.” Like!!!!! An actual lesbian living with the woman she loves in 1900 and telling a young girl that they were happy and married in their own way!!!!! I’m living this show is so amazing.

remember when rose lalonde was brutally murdered after watching the love of her life die before her very eyes, and how just before dying she voiced that one of her greatest regrets was not telling kanaya she loved her? and then, when given a second pseudo-lease on life in the form of jasprosesprite^2 she went and sniffed kanaya out and once she found her, rather than actually SAYING the god damn fucking words, she just DID THE CAT THIGN that is I guess GENERALLY accepted to mean “i love you” probably full on in the knowledge that kanaya would have no idea what it meant or why she was doing it???

i think about this literally every day of my life I both love and hate her so much

Witch Tip:

You’ve probably heard this from a million other witches, but I want to stress the importance of CLEANSING.
CLEANSE YOURSELF. CLEANSE THE AREA YOU PRACTICE MAGICK IN. CLEANSE YOUR TOOLS. CLEANSE THE TOOLS YOU CLEANSE WITH.
I am not joking, little witchlings. This is super duper serious.
when I was a young, dumb little practitioner, I thought it too tedious and unnecessary to go around cleansing every little thing. So I thought it’d be fine for me to not cleanse anything at all.
oh, dear stars, was I wrong.
for entire years, I couldn’t perform a ritual or cast a spell or do ANY little magickal thing without it backfiring or something horrible happening in the very near future.
it seriously, genuinely hurt me to practice magick without keeping my safety and comfort as a top priority.
so please, dear witchlings, learn the importance of cleansing before you take a slap to the face later on in life for neglecting it.
ESPECIALLY if you’re in a home absolutely infected with negativity and drama coming from your housemates, be them family or roommates, what have you. You know what I’m talking about. The living situation where you literally can’t walk out of your room without someone trying to rain on your parade. I was in that place once, please learn this, or regret it forever.

I’m entering college in 10 days. I’ve been in 2 abusive relationship since 2013. The most recent one lead to my sexual assault. I’ve been in therapy and am doing WAY better but I still haven’t been dating because I’ve been petrified that the next guy will also be abusive but I won’t notice until it’s out of the “honey moon” phase. 

I’m talking to a guy I meet at orientation and he’s super cool and he likes me and what not. But I’m so terrified that he’s going to be like the rest. I have an anxiety disorder so in some ways I think it’s just my worry brain making me over analyze. The only real thing that he’s done is want to text 24/7 which is just like my ex. 

But I told him I wasn’t ok with it and he backed off and respected it so far. Are there any other really major warning signs I should look out for? 

I mean narcissistic abusers are really good at acting like the good boy of your dreams, but how do I know if this guys is bad or actually safe? 

#LAVENDER sisterhood answer:

THIS IS SUCH A GOOD QUESTION.

#1 - You will attract men that are at your same level of growth so it is imperative that you work on yourself to attract a better guy.  This includes defining your boundaries and self-esteem not related to whether or not he likes you.  

Do a self-analysis.  Am I allowing my self-esteem to be high & low simply by his behaviors towards me?

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anonymous asked:

I understand what you're saying but my issue is that not everyone reacts the same way to these kind of twists, and at least for e personally they have already kind of ruined the character with this twist, it doesn't really matter that he didn't actually know he had been the killer until the end, this doesn't have a believable good resolution or a not-problematic way in which CS can continue on, how can Emma ever move on from this and live with the man who killed her grandfather? (cont.)

(2/2) It may be good drama yes, but it’s definitely not good for their relationship and certainly not conducive to relationship development, and if for some reason they decide to have Hook not tell them for more than two episodes, which frankly seems likely, it will be even worse, I just can’t see a way in which they can not damage the relationship ala Rumbelle and the fake dagger. And for sure I don’t see Killian ever forgiving himself for this one which adds to the heartbreak

OK, let me start off by saying of course everyone is entitled to their own opinion but in this case I literally could not disagree with yours more.

There is nothing “problematic” about this storyline and its potential resolutions. Killian did nothing out of character when he killed David’s father. In fact, he did the most quintessentially piratey thing a pirate could do on land. You’re only seeing it as unforgivable because it was David’s father. Which uses a fact Killian could not possibly have known at the time of the event to define the event.

No. Don’t do that.

Knowing he was pirate is one thing. Hearing him talk about having regrets about things he’d done (the story of the rings) ratcheted it up a notch. But this–this is going to force Killian and everyone in his life–and by delicious extension the audience–to confront it, deal with it on a primal level, and put it to rest once and for all.

I am SO HERE FOR THAT!!!

If there is no room for forgiveness, no room for a character to truly change, no hope for redemption and for turning the page on the past then what is this show even about?

Emma moves on from this because she loves Killian, because she accepts his past, which incidentally means accepting ALL OF IT not just the parts that are pretty and easy. She moves on from this because she knows his heart. Because she knows he’s changed. Because she understands that forgiveness is essential to living an emotionally healthy life. She moves on from this because if there is one thing her life has taught her it’s that life is seldom black and white–we live in the gray areas.

Not only is it good for their relationship it is ESSENTIAL to it. They need to go into their marriage content with who they are AND with who the other person is. Dark Swan helped Emma move down that road. Now it’s Killian’s turn.

This issue needs to be confronted as much for Killian as for Emma. Maybe more. He is clearly not 100% comfortable with his past. And he worries that others aren’t either. We saw that repeatedly in this episode. He needs to confront it once and for all. And the reality is that to make that confrontation meaningful the stakes need to be sky high. Which they are here.

As far as Rumple and the fake dagger keep in mind, not everything is about parallels as I said the other day. Sometimes the point of a story is compare/contrast.

Killian will forgive himself with Emma’s help. And it will be beautiful. Mark my words.

Part 1 - G.D Give Me Love

Requested: Gray and E invite you to hangout with them and some of their friends. And you and one of their friends start talking …. THE REST IS A SECRET 

Hope you enjoy xx

You stared blankly at the wall as your thoughts raced to the darkest corners of your mind. You heard your phone buzz softly in the distance on your night stand, but it felt so far away from your reality, like it was too far out of reach. You forced yourself to stand and walk over to it, as it’s incessant buzzing invaded your chaotic silence.
“Hey” a familiar husky voice chanted on the other end.
“Hi” you say coldly.
“Are you okay?” Grayson said, the worry thick in his voice. All you had to say was ‘Hi’ and he knew that you were far from okay. It was because of this reason alone that you were so distraught.
“Yeah I’m fine Grayson, what do you want” you snapped.
You knew it was unfair to take your anger out on him, after all, all he ever did was be himself.  
“I’m coming over, see you in ten” he rushed before the line went dead.
“No!” You said out loud, even though nobody was there to hear you. You have been best friends with Grayson Fricking Bailey Dolan for as long as you can remember, and for as long as you can remember you have suppressed, denied and tried everything and anything to kill the uprising emotions that resurfaced every single time you saw his face. When he sat next to you, it felt as though there was this invisible string, tugging you towards him as your thoughts went wild. You were constantly consumed with what could be and what could happen if you just gave in. But you knew, deep deep down that he will and would never feel the same way. You were just the girl next door who he grew up with, and you would never be anything more.
You heard the faint footsteps make their way up the stairs as they stopped at the doorframe leading into your bedroom. But you refused to turn around to greet him, because you knew that the second you did, you wouldn’t be able to deny it anymore. You had fallen for your best friend.
“Y/N, talk to me, what’s wrong” he said calmly, as his hand lightly touched your shoulder with concern.
“I’m fine I just need a distraction from all this schoolwork! It’s doing my head in” you giggled fakely. He walked around you as he towered over your fragile frame. His hands cupped your face, forcing you to look him in the eyes as they flickered between yours, desperate to figure out what was wrong.
“Fine, I’m going to throw the best distraction you’ve ever seen then” he smirked.
“Oh here we go”

~ ~ ~ ~ ~

“When I said distraction, I meant like pizza and a movie, not a party!” you shouted over the insanely loud music as the bass pumped in beat with your heart.
“Well, you get what your given, stop being so choosey” he chuckled as he led you towards the kitchen where the drinks were being served.
“Oh isn’t it the couple of the century! How are you Y/N” Ethan shouted as he passed both you and Grayson a drink each.
“Back off E, Y/N is here to have a good time, not to be annoyed by you” Grayson defended as he shoved Ethan lightly in the chest as a warning.
“Note taken” Ethan winked at you as he walked off in the direction of the dancing girls with heavy hearts and open minds.
“What was that about” you raise an eyebrow at Grayson in confusion. Ethan had made plenty of comments before about yours and Grayson’s friendship, but it had never affected Grayson before.
“Nothing, I just want you to have a good time” he smiled kindly.
“Fine” you brush off. It’s not like he would actually think that the two of you were a good idea anyway. You downed whatever was in your cup as the burning liquid made its way down your chest, lighting up your spirit with courage and confidence immediately.  ‘I’m such a lightweight’ you think to yourself as you giggle and make your way onto the dancefloor. You moved your hips to the rhythm of the song as you let go of all the fear that had been holding you back for the past couple of months.
“Hey there beautiful” You heard someone whisper in your ear as his hands gripped your hips tightly, his body moving in sync with yours. You spun around in his arms to be greeted by Alex, Grayson’s other best friend who you cannot deny, was insanely attractive. You’d never fully appreciated Alex’s looks for you were always obsessing over Grayson, but tonight you decided to let go of the false hope you held in your heart, and chase something new. Something achievable. A couple of drinks later, Alex’s lips were attached to yours in a drunk like haze, moving their way down to your neck and your collar bone as a weak moan escaped your swollen lips. 

You glanced over at Grayson who was dancing with another beautiful blonde, but his eyes were stuck on you as Alex as his hands roamed your body in admiration. And as your eyes grew heavier with lust, Grayson’s grew colder with anger

~ ~ ~ ~

You woke up the next morning in Alex’s arms that were draped lazily over your waist. You quickly dashed your head under the covers to see that both of you still had clothes on, a sigh of relief filling the room.
“We didn’t do anything Y/N” Alex grunted as he rolled over, his morning voice sexy and husky.
“Okay” you say shyly.
“Not that you didn’t try” he chuckled, sitting up to greet you, his brown eyes capturing your essence.
“Oh god, I’m so sorry” you squeak, covering your blushing face with your hands. You felt Alex’s hands tear them away from your face and place them by your side, as his fingers tilted your head up to look into his eyes.
“I would never take advantage of any girl, and I’d never want our first time together to be something you regretted” he smiled kindly, as he placed a soft kiss on your forehead. You sat there in utter confusion as to what was happening.
“You really have no idea do you” he sighed as he slipped his legs over the edge of the bed, standing up.
“No idea about what?” you question.
“I’ve been literally chasing you for about two years now” he laughs, as stood at the edge of the bed.
“Oh, no I didn’t” you admit. You climb out of the bed and walk over to him, your hands placed lightly on his toned chest as you glance up into his deep brown eyes, and for the first time in forever, you weren’t thinking about Grayson. You were thinking about Alex. You stood on your tippy toes and kissed him lightly on the lips. You pulled away and stared into these new and foreign eyes that held something dark and exciting, something different. You leant back in and kissed him with more passion as your hands roamed through his hair and his hands clutched your waist desperately. 


“Ah huh” you heard another voice clear as they cleared their throat. You turn around to see Grayson with his arms folded with a look of thunder on his face.
“I think it’s time you left Alex”