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anonymous asked:

i think the main reason people think malec is too rushed is because most of the audience is pretty young so a lot of people don't have a full idea of a steady long term relationship versus starting/rekindling one

i think this is partly true, yeah, some of the reactions i see to malec in general seems like it comes from a place of…ppl who either haven’t ever been in a relationship before or don’t understand how healthy adult relationships work. it’s an odd mentality where couples never fight dirty, where separations are the end of love as we know it, that a relationship has to be overwhelmingly intense right off the bat instead of a careful series of steps that build up.

like, listen, i know alec said he couldn’t live without magnus but that’s bc alec is goddamn Extra; this is the same guy who declared “jace is dead to me” and then made up with him with an eyeroll the next day. the truth is, magnus and alec are perfectly capable of functioning without each other. we’ve seen it, actually. but the point is they don’t want to because it sucks and they miss each other and they’re always thinking about the other person bc they’re so used to each other’s company. they’re not together because they have to be; they’re together because they want to be bc they don’t like being apart.

anyway, magnus and alec are definitely in love and they have a very strong relationship, but like they’ve said before, this is new. and it’s still new and they’re still working on it. it feels like ppl view them as if they’re already sending out wedding invites and adopting kids right now instead of tentatively making a commitment to work on continuing to be with each other.

I made Roxy a three egg, hot dog and cheddar scramble for breakfast. She fucking loved it.

I called the vet. I’ve been shaking ever since. I didn’t even tell them who I was but said I had to bring my dog in to be put down, and the receptionist said, “Is this for Roxy?” Totally made me cry.

My friend who came over the other day to say goodbye to her used to have a dog named Brody, and he and Roxy were best buds. Brody died earlier this year, and my friend said to Roxy, “say hi to Brody for me,” and I keep thinking about that and just losing it.

Her appointment is for 10:00 tomorrow morning.

to the turn family…

while bilbo isn’t wrong, there’s a few shout-outs i want to give with our show now over, beginning with those who i’ve seen around from the start, those who have been a staple to both this fandom and to me, and a few more still who have appeared since. there are usernames i know and are like distant turn family every time they appear: we all travel the same circles, even if we don’t follow each other or sail the same ships. we might not even speak but in passing — or who knows, we might have just begun to. you have been some of the kindest and brightest lights of this fandom:

@greetingsdr, @stardust-pond, @vintagebrewster, @terumiafuro, @flipfloplogic, @nettlestonenell, @culperit, @arlennil, @mercurygray, @megushie, @capetian, @thail, @bwuhbwuhbwuhbwuhbwuh, @theboyswho-striked@boyegcs, @hensons, @tuotilo@writerforchrist, @firlachiel, @andithil, @lexbie, and though long put on hiatus, @majorjohnandre, who was the first real turn blog to steal my heart.

also, to each and every one of my anons? i’ve had the very best of you, whoever you are. you were never anything less than respectful and absolutely delightful. i don’t think many can say that about their anons. to the others who have randomly inbox’d me over the seasons to talk and cheer and cry, you have been just as wonderful and welcomed. i hope i’ll continue to hear from all of you. ❤️

and lastly, there’s the turn family that lives within the same neighborhood. we go to the same bars, talk the same shit, cry over the same moments. these are special shout-outs to those who have been all over my inbox and in my thoughts…

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you taught me to hate from deep within my chest ; where you set fire to any love or safety i once carried and told me we had to be strong for each other. what I carried for you from then on, was not love ; for you I carried lust, pride, and hatred. i couldn’t bare the thought of losing you and I hated anyone who ever tried to get between us, shooting then down with ice cold eyes and a stare that could break any man in just a moment and a half. to have you on my arm when nobody else could made me feel like the entire universe was at my finger tips ; they’re all our puppets, baby. we hold the strings. but I hated you, god damn I hated you so much. the way you’d make me feel like I was crazy for any doubt I ever had, and how you seemed to pick arguments more than you picked flowers for me to put on my bedside. I hated the way you pulled me in our first night together and I could feel myself melting into you, and our first kiss didn’t feel like fireworks ; our first kiss felt like being trapped in a hurricane. you taught me to hate you from deep within my chest.

-where you set fire to any love or safety you yourself provided.

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happy tuesday my babies. i’m truly turning my life around with all the happiness love and great things i’ve been given in life as of lately. i met someone who’s shown me more love, compassion, care, and affection than i’ve ever had in my 18 years of life. he’s inspired me, taken care of me, and made me extremely happy. it’s made me want to go out and be the best version of myself, for myself. writing is coming along great, and i can’t wait for the this chapter in my life to take its course. just know that in the moment, things may seem like nothing will ever get better, but life throws some crazy shit at you when you’re not looking. ❤️

Y'all, look what the amazing @edible-crayon sent me in the post!!! It is the SOFTEST blanket and I love it so much.

People who say internet friendships aren’t real have obviously never met the people I have. And she is one of my best friends; I don’t need to preface it by “internet” because that’s it. Period. She is one of the best friends I have, and for her to do this is just one of the nicest things ever.

(Also she wrote me a letter that made me weep happy tears.)

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

anonymous asked:

Holy fuck protesters downed a Confederate statue in North Carolina. Not only is that history that could have been conserved in an appropriate museum (you know, so we can learn and not make same mistakes) this will piss off White Supremacists. Remember these are the loonies who love guns so much. I sympathize but this was so unwise.

Anon, I was halfway to dreamland when I got this message, so forgive me if I don’t treat this ask with due diligence – but appeasement has not historically worked well on Nazis.

I actually do agree that some examples of these statues belong in museums so the context surrounding them can be reshaped, but have you ever lived in the American South? Because I have, and believe me, there are more than enough of these statues to fill however many “the revisionist hagiography of these figures is shitty and dangerous” museums we want to build. If people destroy a few, it’s hardly the end of the world. Statues are remodeled and taken down all the time. Besides which, what we are witnessing now is history. Like, how many iconic statue-destroying photos do we have from assorted revolutions? Are they any less historically significant than the statues that were torn down?

As for the Neo-Nazis, I really could not care less if they’re angry. I’m glad they are. The reason they’re so dangerous now isn’t because they’re angry. They’ve been angry for decades, impotently so. The reason these fuckers are so dangerous now is because they’re complacent. They’ve been allowed to act like the bigoted bastards they are and very few people in power have made clear and firm statements against them. They haven’t gotten angrier since Trump came into power; they’ve gotten bolder. They’re happy now. These public rallies come when they feel safe enough to hold them, and I will feel very happy if they stop feeling that way. Like these dicks have always been at the underbelly of America, but they haven’t felt the freedom to be so fucking brazen about it within my lifetime. Now they are. Now they’re having enormous goddamn tiki torch marches and killing counter-protestors. And the reasons for that are myriad, but they all boil down to this: they are doing these huge public demonstrations now because they believe it is acceptable for them to do so. They feel that America has reached this tipping point where they can do these things unhindered, and that is 100% unacceptable. I will be quite happy when they’re scared and angry, because that will mean that they’re no longer comfortable promoting their filth so unabashedly. I refuse to quietly acquiesce to bigotry just because we’re afraid that monsters will be monstrous. ‘Coz let me tell you, the worst thing we can give them now is power over us and our actions.

Never make a Nazi comfortable, anon. They’ll just feel comfortable taking more.

cashoocassidy  asked:

You being plus sized and made fun if at school and when ever Peter sees that happening, he ALWAYS stands up for you and tells you that "Babe, I love you for who you are. No matter if you are bigger than all the other girls. I love that about you. I. Love. You."

boom

feel free to send in your own blurbs for plus size blurb night!!

anonymous asked:

no but can we have a full on talk about tsundere kyle please

I momentarily mixed up tsundere and yandere and questioned my existence for a moment.

Okay haha.

I just apparently see him as someone who likes to pretend he doesn’t have romantic interests really, mainly out of shyness. Like a child who denies their crushes constantly because “girls/boys are gross and they have cooties” lmao. Like. He’s the most innocent type of tsundere there could ever be, IMO.

I also just love the idea of him being constantly flustered over anything vaguely romantic. Holding hands? Nuh-uh. Too vulgar. Gonna make that boy blush. Don’t even talk to him about kissing dear lord. Haha.

I just want him to be too cute and sweet for his own good.

Thus concludes the most informal post I’ve ever made to this blog.

Question Tag

@protectjugheadjonesiii tagged me :)

Rules: Answer these 83 questions and tag 20 people.

THE LAST:
1. Drink: Guaraná juice
2. Phone call: I don’t make calls
3. Text message: Does tumblr chat counts? If so, @jugheadxreaderinyourhead
4. Song you listened to: Trouble - Cage the Elephant
5. Time you cried: Last week

HAVE YOU EVER:
6. Dated someone twice: No
7. Kissed someone and regretted it: Maybe
8. Been cheated on: Unfortunately  
9. Lost someone special: Yes
10. Been depressed: Habe I ever not been?
11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: Once

FAVORITE COLORS:
12. Grey
13. Black
14. Red

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU:
15. Made new friends: Yeah
16. Fallen out of love: No
17. Laughed until you cried: Lots of times
18. Found out someone was talking about you: I don’t know
19. Met someone who changed you: Hell yeah
20. Found out who your friends are: Tumblr ones
21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list: Hell no

GENERAL:
22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: I don’t have many FB friends, so probably all of them.
23. Do you have any pets: 7 cats and a dog
24. Do you want to change your name: Already did, from Camila to just Mila
25. What did you do for your last birthday: Stayed in bed watching TV shows
26. What time did you wake up: 12 PM on regular days and 6 AM on dance days
27. What were you doing at midnight last night: Proofreading my fic
28. Name something you can’t wait for: Season 2 of Riverdale
29. When was the last time you saw your mom: Right now
30. What are you listening to right now: Waves - Dean Lewis 
31. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: Don’t have many Tom’s in Brasil
32. Something that is getting on your nerves: My bad luck strike 
33. Most visited website: Tumblr
34. Hair color: Light brown
35. Long or short hair: Short
36. Do you have a crush on someone: Fictional, yeaaaah
37. What do you like about yourself: My eyes
38. Piercings: No
39. Blood type: A+
40. Nickname: Cami, Camomila(chamomile in Portuguese) 
41. Relationship status: Single AF
42. Zodiac: Sagittarius 
43. Pronouns: she/her (wish I didn’t have to)
44. Favorite TV show: Riverdale at the moment
45. Tattoos: No
46. Right or left handed: Right but I train to be ambidextrous
47. Surgery: Rather not talk about it
48. Sport: Aerial silks and dance count? In school I used to play Baseball
49. Vacation: Netflix 
50. Pair of trainers: I’m more of an All Star kinda gal
51. Eating: Thinking about Pizza
52. Drinking: Water
53. I’m about to: Work
54. Waiting for: Anything to happen
55. Want: To move abroad (like this second)
56. Get married: Who knows
57. Career: I’m a mess in this department, I’’m a photographer who owns a burger shop but I want to be a circus artist

WHICH IS BETTER:
58. Hugs or kisses: Hugs
59. Lips or eyes: Eyes
60. Shorter or taller: Tall
61. Older or younger: Older
62. Nice arms or nice stomach: Health
63. Hook up or relationship: Relationship
64. Troublemaker or hesitant: A bit of both

HAVE YOU EVER:
65. Kissed a stranger: I don’t think so
66. Drank hard liquor: Yep
67. Lost glasses/contact lenses: Way too many times
68. Turned someone down: I don’t know
69. Sex on the first date: Never been on a date
70. Broken someone’s heart: Maybe
71. Had your heart broken: Too many times
72. Been arrested: NO!
73. Cried when someone died: For 6 months straight 
74. Fallen for a friend: I don’t know

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:
75. Yourself: Sometimes
76. Miracles: Not really
77. Love at first sight: Sure, why not?
78. Santa Claus: Hell no
79. Kiss on the first date: If you feel like it
80. Angels: Castiel is real, don’t argue with me!

OTHER:
81. Current best friend’s name: Jen
82. Eye color: Blue/Green/Yellow
83. Favorite movie: I love too many movies to pick from

Tags: @jugheadxreaderinyourhead @thekillingquill @tasteofswallowedwords @zealous-riverdale @ohsnapitzmoony @moosekingg @southsidejuggie @yourjughead @colesprouseislife

(sorry if you’ve already been tagged)

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Jace smiling/laughing because of Maia in 2x13 + Maia smiling because of Jace:

1. You and your love are both soft and haunted and some people will come into your life and take that softness for granted. This is just how the world is, my darling, diamonds exist but so do wolves and sometimes it is the diamonds that we need to watch out for because they are made of cold and wolves still have heartbeats and are just misunderstood. Navigating the world is a hard thing, especially for girls who are made of story flavoured madness and seeking happy endings here that are harder than finding a pearl in the deepest part of ocean.

2. I have known of too many girls who have both become and died in the embrace of men that should have loved them better but chose to let them go. Both Gods and men tend to treat dreamers and romantics with an equal part of disdain and neglect. I have ached for them, but watching sadness does things to a persons mind and heart.

3. My cousin was a small girl with dreams the size of a country and determination made of a bullet that penetrated every job she ever did. I never once saw her fail and then she fell in love. Even bullets can dissolve when put in enough heat. Watching her melt from a gun to a wound was enough to teach me that alone had a lovely sound to it.

4. Alone and lonely are two different things. Alone means nights with my books. Alone means quiet star gazing and drinking tea drinking on my roof. Alone means hours of self aware retrospection in a coffee shop whilst scribbling poetry. But most importantly alone means not wilting into the arms of a man who may not appreciate the stars and poetry. Lonely is carnal. Lonely is craven. Lonely is sad.

5. I thought I was safe in my alone. But love is a wicked predator, it found my hiding place even in a forest. To do so, it set my beautiful forest of alone on fire.

6. For a while, we were happy. For a while, love almost had me believe that I was wrong. Until the day you left, like a hurricane leaves the ocean. For good.

7. I crumbled. Picked myself up. And crumbled again. Eventually I lost track of how many times I had to get up. Eventually you began to fade into the graveyard of the still living people that have abandoned me in my head.

8. I am better now. The forest of my alone finally has grown back from the ashes. Bigger and better than before, my alone is beautiful. It is slowly filling the graves you left inside me with self love and healing. My alone is softer with my heart than your love has ever left it feeling.

—  Nikita Gill, Alone

How is it possible
That a single human being
Could fuck you up so much
And make you feel as if your self worth has diminished
up to the point where you don’t even have confidence
Or believe you can find someone to make you happy

I wonder if you know,
how exactly you have broken me
How I look in the mirror and think,
I am not good enough.
I stare at myself and truly believe
no one will ever love me
at least not as much as I love them,
because I give too much and that is just exhausting.

I get anxiety all the time,
at the thought of you
At the thought of ever loving someone
The way I loved you.
Of getting attached
because I fear they will all become you,
constantly disappointing me.

I don’t have confidence anymore,
I can’t even talk to someone else
because I don’t think anything I say will be good enough
But I am fucking good enough
You just made me feel that I could never be.

I’m afraid of the world because of you,
Of people like you
That act so selfishly and call it,
“Making myself better”
When in reality
You’re a shitty indecisive person
That cannot let go of the one person
Who gave you everything
And you realize a little too late,
they are all you’ve ever wanted.

But guess what,
I’ve know that for a long time.
I’ve known you were all I ever wanted,
the sad part is
You changed.

You are not the person I fell in love with.
And I’m not the person you feel in love with

I am the person you destroyed
but I will also be the person
that will find happiness,
without you.

—  basically word vomit
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why twelve is beautiful & magnificent  ♡  s e r i e s  1 0

Imagine if time all happened at once. Every moment of your life laid out around you…like a city. Streets full of buildings made of days. The day you were born, the day you die. The day you fall in love, the day that love ends. A whole city built from triumph and heartbreak and boredom and laughter and cutting your toenails. It’s the best place you will ever be.

You know, I’m actually not even the least bit shocked that the BBC is deciding to announce who Thirteen is less than a week before SDCC. Which is, as we all know, supposed to be a big farewell and celebration of Peter’s Doctor and Moffat’s era. 

Matt announced he was leaving back in June of 2013 and Peter wasn’t announced as Twelve until August of 2013. This didn’t happen to Matt, so why should it happen to Peter? It seems like its no secret that the BBC (and the media) have undermined Twelve and Peter’s run at every chance they got. There is hardly any official merchandise of Twelve, especially when you compare it to Ten and Eleven. On top of that, Twelve’s run has not only not won any awards or given any recognition for its groundbreaking episodes, but Peter himself hasn’t won anything for his time on the show. Who knows, maybe he will for series 10, but right now its looking doubtful. 

Ever since 2014, several articles have ran with the titles “Who will be Peter Capaldi’s replacement?”, “_____ wants to be the Thirteenth Doctor!”“Have ratings gone down because of Peter Capaldi?”, etc. Articles ran filled with ageism, and nothing but disrespect towards Peter. 

I could probably go on a much longer rant, but I won’t. Peter and his era deserves so much more credit and love than its given. It has been one of the most groundbreaking, if not the most groundbreaking era that this show has ever made. 

Edit:

When I made this post, I was simply complaining about the BBC and media’s treatment of Twelve and Peter. Not Moffat, not Clara, not the fandom. I didn’t make this post for the blame game to be played. I wasn’t expecting this post to take off like it did just because of me simply voicing my frustrations towards the BBC and media (and it being their faults, no one else’s) for Twelve’s era being underrated.

Was I tired and emotional while making this? Yes. Did the announcement of Thirteen overshadow Peter’s time at SDCC? No.

While I still think Twelve’s era deserved a better treatment from the BBC and media, it shouldn’t detract from celebrating and appreciating it.

Another update from Stefán! Warning, I cried so much while reading this!
  • Dear friends.
  • I have no words to describe how thankful I am to all of you, my friends. Your support and continuous thoughts, prayers and positive letters and encouragement have more to do with my success in the fight with cancer then you can imagine.
  • Let me tell you a little story.
  • During my travels around the US and North America with the Musical How The Grinch Stole Christmas, I got to meet children with cancer in almost every city we visited, more the 40 cities. I would dress up as the Grinch and visit the Children’s Hospital in each city and meet with very sick child that was strong enough to take a visit from the Grinch for a little story reading or just a short hello. Sometimes I could only wave to them through a glass window because they were too ill to make any contact to the outer world. 
  • In my carrier I have also worked with “Make a Wish Foundation” and in Lazy Town we would have children visit the studio from all over the world and it felt so good to be able to make a difference. 
  • But one girl will never leave my mind. We were playing “The Grinch” in Orlando, Florida 2015 and I had been asked by “Make a Wish Foundation” to meet with this girl, 12 years old, who had the dream of taking her family to Orlando and having a blast. She had gone to all the parks and seen a lot of shows during her stay but she really needed to meet The Grinch. 
  • I asked her if she had had a good time with her family and friends in Florida and she said yes, it’s been great. And since I was in Character as The Grinch I asked her why she wanted to meet with me before the show, The Grinch of all people. Then she looked me in the eyes, smiled, stroked my hair and said: “I just wanted to see if I could make your heart grow three sizes”. 
  • My eyes filled up with tears and I really had nothing to say and I remember thinking to myself “Stop, Stop it, you can’t be The Grinch and cry in front of this child”. I looked at her and said; “You have made my heart grow, yes”. Then the girl said ; “Well, you too Mr. Grinch” and then she gave me the warmest hug I have ever felt. 
  • This story is about all of us, all of us who are ready to give till the last moment in our lives, help others with as little as a word or two or just a hug.
  • You are giving and you are healing and just remember, it doesn’t matter how long I live because it about how I live. Life is not tomorrow, life is now.
  • Big hug and love to you all
  • Stefan Karl
I have found during the course of my life that it is true that people will often disappoint you. I cannot recount all the empty promises, misguided hopes and colorless dreams that have plagued me. My heart has endured much. But I have also found that people will often surprise you. And for every betrayal my heart has weathered, I have also been gifted with someone’s extraordinary kindness and unwarranted grace. The kind stranger who reminded me that I am both a small piece of the universe and the stars themselves. The boy who reassured me that I am not the sum of my worst days. The teacher that instilled in me that I am capable of so much more than I know. Don’t ever become so focused on life’s tragedies and heartbreaks that you forget its miracles, its potential for love. That is what strength is made of - the ability to see all that is beautiful in the midst of all that is not.