mothers of multiples

The great tradition of hitting assholes on camera continues: 

A reporter from PowNews, a Dutch (racist right-wing & populist) TV station that is known for incessantly stalking people who do not want to be interviewed, received a good smack from a mother yesterday (1 Feb 2017). The mother had repeated multiple times that she did not want to be on television and when the ‘reporter’ continued his harassment she expertly backhanded him.

(If you enjoy this video as much as I have, please share gifs like this and NOT footage showing her face.)
Recently found this on Facebook and it sums up my hate for people who breed these dogs perfectly.
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This is AMAZING!

For those who can’t go to the link, the following is what it says:

FYI, none of this is mine. It was posted by Bilton veterinary centre, the same one as in the picture. All credit goes to them but I felt it was important to get word out about some of the breeds of dogs that are riddled with health problems. If you own a pug that’s perfectly healthy that’s cool, but it’s doesn’t change the fact that an alarming number of short nosed (almost no nosed at this point) dogs have extreme difficulty with tasks like breathing and blinking.

 "So I am going to have a rant now and I apologise in advance if this upsets anyone, but here goes.

   Last week, I managed to reduce a lovely family to floods of tears.  They had brought their new dog in to come and see me.  There was a young lady, her husband and their two children of about 8 or 9 years old and they were all already absolutely besotted with their new pet - their first dog, and they had been planning it for several years.

   The dog was a 5-month-old French Bulldog that they had picked up from a breeder about 4 weeks previously.  They were concerned that their new dog may have “a chill” as the dog had sore runny eyes,  difficulty in eating and kept making a choking sound.  They had also noticed the dog had a “funny smell” about him. As I examined the dog it became quickly apparent what was occurring and my heart sank.

  This dog was yet another increasingly popular “short-nosed” breed that was suffering horribly from a myriad of problems - all related to its poor breeding and its unfortunate anatomy. After the examination, I found that this dog had: 

 - Eyeballs too big for its eye sockets. So much so, that when he blinked, the eyelids didn’t fully cover the eyeballs.  (Imagine going out on a windy day and not being able to blink!) This had resulted in deep painful ulcers forming on both eyes that in the short term would require intensive treatment and could feasibly result in the rupture of one or both eyeballs. 

  - The bones forming the front of his face (the maxilla) were so squashed by virtue of this style of this breed (called the brachycephalics), that the soft-tissue structures of the throat are compressed and forced backwards -  obstructing his larynx.  Amongst other things, his soft palate was so elongated (relative to his skull) that it kept getting trapped over his wind-pipe.

 -His nostrils were completely occluded, so absolutely no airflow was possible through his nose.  All of his breathing had to take place through his open mouth.  This meant that whilst he was eating/sleeping he was going through bouts of asphyxiation and so would have to spit the food out or wake up and open his mouth - purely so he would be able to breathe.  This explained the “choking” sound that there were hearing all the time.  He could just manage to breathe with his mouth open, but this then exacerbated the problems with his soft palate.

 - The skin fold over the top of the nose (caused by the squashed face involuting the skin) had caused a crevice of around 2-3 cms deep, where the skin was rubbing against its self.  In this area, the skin was ulcerated and was full of liquid pus.  It was this that the owners were smelling.  This was incredibly painful for the animal and he cried every time I tried to clean it.

 -The skin around his feet, ears, armpits and groin was red raw and inflamed.   He clearly was very itchy and had been licking at these areas repeatedly - which had, in turn, made them more sore and painful.  This is very typical of a condition called “atopy” which is very common in many breeds, particularly the Bulldogs (French and English). So at this point, the shocked owners asked what needed to be done to sort him out.

  So I had to explain that he would need: 

 - Bilateral eyelid shortening surgery that would allow the dog to blink properly and prevent further ulcers from forming.  As well as long-term medication to improve the quality of his tears.

 - Complex soft tissue surgery of the back of the throat to, (amongst other things) shorten his soft palate to facilitate his breathing.

 - He would need both of his nostrils opening up so as to allow adequate air flow to be possible to allow him to breathe/exercise/eat/sleep properly.

 -He would need a “face-lift” to remove a large amount of excess skin on the front of his face, to try and open up the fold that was causing so much infection and pain.

 -He may need allergy testing, food trials, anti-inflammatories etc to try and manage the atopic skin disease that he has. 

 *He needs all of this fairly urgently.  

 *He can’t have all of this done at once and so will require several anaesthetics and complex procedures to be done over a period of time.   

*He is only 5 months old. 

*He needs all of this doing - just so that he can live a vaguely normal life.   


 Also - he is not insured.  It transpired that the new owners looked into insurance but the premium was so high for this breed, that they felt they couldn’t afford it.  To move forward, he would have to go to a specialist veterinary unit (sadly recently set up to deal with the increasing number of very poorly brachycephalic dogs with extreme conformational issues) and this treatment could cost upwards of £8,000 to correct.

 Once I had discussed all this with the owners - they were understandably distraught.  They had hoped for a “cute” and “cuddly” family pet that they had seen examples of spread throughout popular media.  They had no idea that these problems even existed.  Instead, they now have a much-loved dog that is miserable, has a long journey ahead of it and one that they cannot afford to have fixed.

 The family left the room in floods of tears, armed with medication that would temporarily alleviate some of the symptoms and try to make the poor little dog more comfortable.  From what I have later found out, this dog has gone to a rescue centre to be rehomed.  It may have moved away, but its problems most certainly will not have done.

 Pugs, Frenchies, English Bulldogs and Shar-Peis are amongst the breeds which are increasingly being abandoned in vast numbers as people cannot cope with their ongoing problems, illnesses and costs.  It upsets us all hugely when we see how many of the problems frequently associated with these breeds are now classed as “normal”. I will commonly hear “Oh it is normal for this breed to struggle with A, B or C”. NO IT ISN’T NORMAL!

 These trendy flat-faced breeds are some of the most expensive puppies to currently buy.  There is serious money for people who sell a litter of these puppies and so the incentive to breed is VERY high.  It must be said that there are responsible breeders who are trying to “back-breed” these types of dogs to have longer noses, smaller eyes, more open nostrils etc and try to reduce the incidence of these conditions, and these people should be applauded.  However, puppy farms and irresponsible owners are rife, and these “breeders” don’t seem to care a jot about the long-term prognosis and what the future holds for “their” breed. 

 It is also worth noting that many of these breeds are unable to give birth naturally now too (due to the shape of the puppy’s skulls) and so the mothers often go through multiple caesareans… 

 PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE STOP AND THINK before you buy.  Come and talk to US about the breeds that you are interested in - and we shall give you the whole picture.

 I am completely exhausted and totally demoralised seeing these type of problems on a daily basis.  There are enough horrible illnesses, diseases and potential accidents out there without being destined to be unwell before you are even born.

   Whilst people are still buying these dogs, people will still breed them and the problem will never go away.“

Detailed List of Trigger Warnings for The Foxhole Court+

The series is called “All For the Game” but most people know it as “The Foxhole Court” on Tumblr. Here is the list of trigger warnings FOR THE ENTIRE SERIES, however, please feel free to click the read more for a more detailed description of how that trigger plays out without spoiling anything.

I’m sure there is probably a list out there already, but just in case if there is not. Also, if I missed anything, please let me know! Last updated 3/9/17.

-violence (male to female)
-mild assault
-drug abuse
-drug misrepresentation
-alcohol abuse
-counselors/courts prescribing medication
-violence (guns, knives, fists, cigarette lighters, etc)
-sport violence
-casual violence
-familial death (referenced)
-gang violence
-torture (semi-heavily detailed)
-abuse by a family member
-mentions of domestic abuse
-rape by a family member
-minor character death
-suicide mentions
-mentions of sociopathy
-mentions of depression
-panic attacks
-knives being used
-character in a rehab/mental facility
-abuse in a rehab facility
-bribery of authority figures
-albeist language / homophobic slurs
-mention of animal cruelty

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Mermaids: A Guide


  • O R I G I N S 
    Greek Gods

  • S P E C I E S
    General Capabilities
    - Nereides
    - Sirens 
    - Zagreus
    - Melusina
    - Briareos 
    - Galatos

  • L A N G U A G E
    Basic Phrases

  • C U L T U R E 
    Honor & Law
    Mating vs Bonding
    Mating & Children
    Family Life

  • L I N K   T O  T H E  S T O R Y : C O R A L  &  B O N E
    This guide is based on the mermaids of Coral and Bone, who originate from the Assyrian goddess Atargatis and also, the Greek gods. This explores the theory of if the gods and their descendants fled to the sea in modern times.

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aquarius wonders the unimaginable questions, so sagittarius can philosophize and travel across the sea to find out, then gemini teaches it to the world

pisces bring the the healing and the respite who can respite others so capricorn can  build and manage the hospitals, the charities, the labor of greater love

libra throws the dinner party, invites and charms their many friends, so leo has a place to entertain and swing dance so taurus meet the love of their life 

aries impulsively decides to sky dive off buildings and virgo analyses and devises a product that allows all of us to to sky dive off buildings too, safely

cancer is the mother to the world; and scorpio gives them plenty of opportunities to become mothers multiple times

I solemnly swear I will take care of myself while re-reading The Debt of Time

I will continue to eat, drink water, and get minimal sleep while reading The Debt of Time.

If you need self care reminders while diving into The Debt of Time either again, or for the first time (or during any epic fanfiction) follow #DoTSelfCare and #Hufflemum for reminders to take care of yourself.

You can also follow on twitter: @hufflemum

Please Stop.

Okay, but the first HP book came out in 1997. That was almost twenty years ago. No, JKR was not fully aware of her white/straight/cis privilege at that time. She has had 20 years to get better. She also wrote the first draft on table napkins while working as a single mother of multiple children and receiving public support.

We are allowed to retrospectively critique her lack of inclusivity. We are also allowed to think that perhaps her awareness of the lack of said inclusivity has improved.

Just as a goddamn FOR EXAMPLE, in 1997, if Rowling had tried to pitch Dumbledore, a school headmaster, as openly homosexual, her book would never have been published. Want some evidence? I can do that.

Regulations were introduced for discrimination protections on sexual orientation in employment on 1 December 2003, following the adoption of an EC Directive in 2000, providing for the prohibition of discrimination in employment on the grounds of sexual orientation.

Right, so he (Dumbledore) could have been fired for being gay at any point prior to 2000, even assuming Wizarding law was keeping up with Muggle law, which is a goddamn stretch considering how shoddy trials and evidence are maintained throughout Auror procedurals.

And, regarding “she could have made more students of color in the first place,” um:

The Race Relations Act 1965 outlawed public discrimination, and established the Race Relations Board. Further Acts in 1968 and 1976 outlawed discrimination in employment, housing and social services, and replaced the Race Relations Board with Commission for Racial Equality[3] that merged into the Equality and Human Rights Commission in 2004. The Human Rights Act 1998 made organisations in Britain, including public authorities, subject to theEuropean Convention on Human Rights.[4] The Race Relations Act 2000 extends existing legislation for the public sector to the police force, and requires public authorities to promote equality.

After 2000, some argued that racism remains common, and some politicians and public figures have been accused of promoting racist attitudes in the media, particularly with regard to immigration, however race and immigration although related are not the same concepts.[5] There have been growing concerns in recent years about institutional racism in public and private bodies. Although various anti-discrimination laws do exist, according to some sources, most employers in the UK remain institutionally racist including public bodies such as the police[6] and the legal professions.[7][8]

I’m not saying “JKR has always been conscious of her White Privilege.” I’m not saying “she intended this from the start.” I’m saying, she started this fucking series when she was 25, she got it published when she was 32, and she is now fifty and has millions of dollars, resources, and feedback.

Hey, check it out: she’s had twenty-five years to learn.

Jo Rowling is a white British woman with a Bachelor of Arts in  French and Classics from the University of Exeter. It may very well have taken her this much time and this much exposure to the greater, wider world- outside her very white, very British influences in Tolkien and Dickens- to realize, “Oh, shit, I could/should have made my books more diverse, that’s such a lovely idea, my fans are so wonderful, I love their headcanons, they have taught me so much, I’m really lucky to have learned all of this.”

We want people to grow, don’t we? We want them to expand their minds and change. So can we please stop hating on people who weren’t born into the movement for finding it later?


My favorite thing about Andrew Minyard is that, after finding out two of his teammates are wanted by the largest and most powerful mob in the country, his reaction is basically “Don’t worry about it, I’ll handle it.”
Like Neil’s mother used to have multiple body guards protecting them and still didn’t trust they were safe, and this below average height college sophomore is completely confident in his ability to keep them alive against the endless amount of hired killers that could be sent after them.
I just love my small son who is willing to fight Everyone

New gemsona!
Nacre a.k.a Mother of Pearl
Quite literally of course, the “mother” of all pearls.
Standing at half the height of a diamond, Nacre is seen as an authority figure to many of the “lesser gems” (those of which the diamonds deem useless)
She was created simply for the job of overseeing the pearl populous.
Being a gem of such tender nature, Nacre puts all her love and affection into growing each and every pearl.
Although she gets orders from all over the gem network, she is unaware of what becomes of her precious pearls.
Gaining enough curiosity to ask her diamond about the wellbeing of her creations, it soon dawns on her that the pearls are being flaunted around as accessories and in some cases slaves.
Nacre begs her diamond to make changes to the way that pearls are treated, she recieves only two choices: Continue growing pearls, or be shattered and replaced.
Knowing full well that both choices are out of the question, Nacre flees homeworld and hides herself on a distant planet with her precious pearls for company.

Shape of You || Prompto x Reader

Okay, so this drabble is from personal experiences…that is up until Prompto. It was very therapeutic for me to type this out. I put a lot of emotion into this. FYI these are things that were said to me by my own mother. I’m hoping it can bring people comfort in knowing they are not alone. Please enjoy, this is one of my most heartfelt writings.

Tagging: @blindbae @itshaejinju @promptoargentum-is-my-husband
Word Count: 1913

How did I get to this point?

God, I’m such an idiot!

There’s no way this will end alright.

I had been talking to a guy over the Kings Knight mobile game. It started off as being on the same team. He really liked how my character was built up. We talked more on the private messenger in the app, then we exchanged numbers. We mainly text. I call him by his username: Knight2336 or Knight. He calls me Demon Guardian or Demmi for short. Turns out he lived in Insomnia, well, a lot of players do. But the thought of possibly seen him in passing…. Was absolutely terrifying.

Don’t get me wrong, I know he’s an amazing guy. But, I’m not something he would have looked twice at…

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My Prince

Requested long ago on Wattpad

Going to rewrite soon

Prompt: OhmToonz For Honor.
Ohm is a Prince of Vikings and Cartoonz is an Ace Knight. They are enemies. Ohm wants to fight in the war but is stopped by his parents. Ohm sneaks out of his clan and went to train alone in the woods. Then Cartoonz came and saw Ohm training and fell in love with

Disclaimer: I know literally know nothing about For Honor…. So sorry if anything is wrong.

“No Ryan!” His mother said as multiple emtions flashed through her glossy hazel eyes.

“But I can help-”

“No! Do you know how many people we have lost to the war? We can’t… I can’t lose you, too.” His mother looked away as tears gathered in her eyes. Ryan instantly felt guilty. He didn’t mean to make her cry… He just wanted to help his people.

Wrapping his arms around his mom he hugged her. “I’m sorry, mom. I promise I’ll stay here.”

Giving him a watery smile she hugged him close. After the last battle she couldn’t stand seeing her son get hurt or worse… They already lost her husband to the war. She can’t lose her baby either.


Walking past the tired Viking who was standing watch Ryan walked towards the forest that was behind their castle. Once he reached the clearing Ryan sat his weapons done and began his stretches. He if his mother found out about his little ‘adventures’ she’d probably behead him herself.

As he was in the middle of his toe touches he heard a stick break. Standing up quickly, weapon in hand, he slowly looked around. After a couple of minutes of not seeing or hearing anything, he finished stretching. Picking up the sword that was his dad’s, he practiced the moves he saw the other vikings do when they were practicing.

A throat clearing behind caused his instincts to kick in. His feet planted firmly on the ground and the sword pointing straight at the large bearded man in front of him. The man, an Ace Knight, smriked down at him.

“Ah You’re royal highness,” The man cooed walking- stalking -around Ryan. “What are you doing out here all alone?”

Luke stared down at the cute little viking, his heart beating quickly. He should not feel this way about a viking, especially the Prince. But Luke does. The Prince’s hazel eyes practically sparkled in he sunlight and his brown looked so soft. Luke just wanted to run his fingers through it.

A shout from their left had the Prince looking away from Luke. So that’s when Luke took his chance to pin the Prince to the tree. Kicking the dropped sword away with his foot, he pinned the boys hands to the tree. Covering his mouth with the other Luke waited for the group of knights to run by before removing his hand.

“Why?” The Prince asked.

“'Why’ what?” Luke said.

“Why haven’t you killed me yet?”

Luke stood there quietly. Why didn’t he kill the Prince!? A part of his yelled. But another part of his brain whispered back, because you love him!  Shocked Luke stepped back. No! He couldn’t love the Viking Prince. Glancing at the Prince one last time he ran away. Heart thumping out of his chest. What would happen if someone found out…

kiwi-4  asked:

Request: Sasuke meets Sakuras parrents, and Sakuras dad is not that happy about the thing that's going on between sasusaku -perhaps post redemtion journey and before sasusaku travelling :) Btw i love love love ur writing! :D <3

Sorry this took forever, but I hope you enjoy it! ♥ and thank you for requesting and I’m glad you love my writing! It really means a lot to me :)

“Uchiha, you say?”

Sakura could feel her stomach churn after the food had set and her eyes switch from her father to Sasuke, her heart beating rapidly within her chest.

“Yes, dad. We’ve gone over this. Sasuke Uchiha,” she could hardly form the words due to her tongue going numb with pins and needles. Sasuke only sat with his perfectly straight posture and expressionless look.

Although, Sakura could see right through his beautifully dark and violet eyes that life sparkled within once more. He wasn’t on a journey for revenge, or redemption. He was home with her, and willing to work on things for the sake of their new born relationship.

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anonymous asked:

How about boys dating someone who;s much older than them and their families and friends are against their reklationships?

I’m generally don’t care about age, it’s just when there’s a huge jump, like 6+ that makes me personally uncomfortable in mostly any relationship (Romantic), as long as it’s not predatory and is made between two consenting adults.

I know this isn’t a huge jump to some people, but to me it is and I don’t knock (consenting non-predatory) loves.



Noctis moaned as he rolled over hearing your soft talking from the other side of the room, trying not to wake up the Prince from his nap.

“…we’re both consenting adults…he’s 20 years old.”

The same conversation, he groaned, hearing your voice breaking as you tried to keep up the fight. Only to roll from the bed, as he moved over to you.

“Dad, it’s not like that! We’re…Noctis?” You called, as the young man in question pulled the phone from your hands. Ending the call for you, “Noctis?”

“Come cuddle with me.” Noctis stated, as he pulled you back to bed, tossing your phone on the nightstand, before crawling into bed with you.

“Did I wake you up?”

“Nah.” Noctis muttered burying his head within your chest, only to roll over and groan as your phone begun to vibrate. Glaring at it, as he waited for it to stop ringing, yet once it stopped, it would than start up again.

You nearly jumped from your skin, as Noctis sat up quickly, grabbing your phone, “Noctis, who is it?”

Noctis read, ‘Dad’ across the screen, sliding the bar to answer, before loudly calling ,”Fuck off!” Before hanging up and then holding down the power button to turn the phone off, and dropping it to the side of the bed.

You sat in stunned silence, before you began to giggle loudly, as he snuggled back into your chest, “Well, that’s just gonna piss them off more.”

“I don’t care, I’m the Prince what are they going to do?”



“You’re a cougar, you know that! Omfg, just cougar, look at him he looks 12.”

You quickly grabbed Prompto’s hand, as you quickly left the conversation with your “friends” refusing to cry. It started as jokes, but over time begun to get more aggressive and rude.

“Sweetie, Sweetie!” Prompto called, jogging to keep up with you, as you found a clearing the young man moved before you, noticing the tears quickly escaping your eyes as you tried to hide you sniffles. “Come here, come here.”

You allowed yourself to be pulled into Prompto’s embrace, as he stroked your back and hair, whispering sweet things to you, “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be, as long as we’re happy right? I mean are you happy?”

You looked toward your boyfriend, “Of course I’m happy.”

Prompto smile, before pressing a kiss to your forehead, “All right, but just to be sure, let’s get some ice cream.”



You nearly jumped from your skin as you heard your phone going off, rolling from the large cuddled heater in your shared bed, you snagged the phone thinking it to be an emergency.


“Are you fucking serious?”

You groaned sitting up, “Mom, is there something wrong?”

“Yes, you’re out here sleeping with a boy! He is a child!”

You rolled from Gladiolus’s large bare chest, sitting on the edge of the bed, rubbing your face as you realized that it was 4 in the morning, you both would need to be up in a couple of hours, “Mom, shut up, unless you or Dad are sick or dying don’t call me again with this bullshit.”

You quickly hung up, tossing your phone to the bed, before groaning, rubbing your hands over your face, knowing you had just added fuel to the fire. Only to feel a large bicep arm, wrapped around your waist, dragging you back to the bed to lay down.

“Did I wake you up, baby?” You asked, as he positioned you back to rest your head against his chest.

“Nah, your Mom did, just calling to yell at you again?”


Gladiolus yawned loudly, before scratching the back of your head, “One day at a time, Babe, they’ll shut up about it eventually.”



“Well that could have gone better.” You muttered, stepping into the house, kicking off your kitten heels before collapsing to the couch, your arm going over your eyes as you gave a soft huff.

You had just came from dinner with your parents, it was supposed to be relaxing and enjoyable, yet then your Father decided he couldn’t hold it in any longer, and just lost his entire mind. Yelling about how you’re robbing the craddle, even though your Mother had mentioned multiple times that the age gap between her and your Father was much larger.

Only to result in Daddy Dearest to start fuming even louder, saying that it was a product of their time, and who cares if the man is elder? What you were doing was sick and wrong.

Yet what was even more embarrassing than that, was that you were all escorted out the restaurant, which you couldn’t decide which was worse. The embarrassment of your Father, or being led from the restaurant by staff, and banned.

“I’m so sorry about that Ignis.” You groaned, as you felt the man move to sit beside you, as you rested your head on his shoulder, arm still over your eyes.

“It is fine, my Dear, both the service and food weren’t all that good either way. I wouldn’t want to give them another try.”

You giggled softly, “And my parents?”

Ignis sighed softly, wrapping that arm you were resting against around your shoulders, “Well with that My Dear, I’d have to say, your Mother is a rather wonderful woman, I shall send her flowers for the troubles.”

“And my Dad?”

“Somethings are better left unsaid. Now since we were kicked out before dessert allow me to whip something up for you.”

Delusional Tax AU | BMC | Heir


Based off of this video, all credit to the original creator and cover artist. I have created this AU with this as my inspiration.

Jeremy hated his life.

When Jeremy was a baby, his mother and dad decided that they couldn’t be together. His dad didn’t want to wear pants, and his mother’s dream were just bigger that that. And without too much of a fight, Jeremy was taken into custody by his mother as she headed off to fame and fortune.

Featuring in multiple films while simultaneously building up the latter to success in multiple million-dollar companies around the globe, Dana Heere became the face the world has come to know. And guess who she dragged along for the ride? None other than her ‘beautiful boy’, Jeremy.

He has everything anyone could ever need or want. Servants that would literally feed him grapes if he asked, millions of dollars in his pockets, his mom got him his own godamn private jet. The Heir that everyone adores from afar.

So why would he hate it? Well.. it’s not like he asked for it.

Don’t get me wrong, he is grateful for all of it. And he loves his mom. But it’s not like he asked to constantly stay indoors instead of being bombarded by paparazzi. Or to be so popular that he has no friends oncesoever. Or have to take school with his private tutor from England, in which he may have pretty alright grades and pass everything just fine. Honestly… He just wants to be normal more than anything.

He tries so hard, too. He tries to just play video games, drink mountain dew, stay online as a hidden figure named ‘Heir’ (very creative, yeah, but he wasn’t known for creativity, alright?), and wore regular clothing a teen guy would wear. But he can’t.

His mom gets him bigger and better presents every holiday. He has everything pampered for him, so he never has anything to really get up and do, so what’s the point? With all of this, Jeremy was just glad that his mother agreed to stop giving his pictures after he turned 10, when he had his first panic attack in public.

He had one relief, though: Pac-Mike90s. As Heir, he was a low-profile, fun online user. The way he met P-M was when he was playing Apocolypes of the Damned, the game his dad sent him for his birthday. He liked how not up to date it felt, how chill it was. It only got better when he found him on an empty map around witching hour, and they started talking.

It lead farther than he thought. At first he acting like some schmo, a nobody. He got to know P-M a bit for about a month or so. He was the coolest person he’d ever talked to, and he’s talked to governer. Definitely cooler. His real name was Michael. He was old school, fun, always sounded like he actually wanted to talk to Jeremy. Whenever he saw him on the screen, he felt a feeling he couldn’t describe for so long.

He was nervous to tell him. But he was surprised when he reacted in a good manner. He wasn’t.. well, he was freaking out. But not dying. He was just.. He sounded happy. Like he was glad that he was himself, and not that he’s just the Heir. Michael treated him like a real human.

This habit had formed in his life, with him having a busy day, and talking to Michael late into the night. It wasn’t what he wanted.. And there was always a guilt about it, how people would kill for this.. But it was his life. How could it change?

Ring, ring.

Here comes the life changer.

He hasn’t gotten a call from his dad in a whole year and a half, since his last birthday. He usually got a warning, or an indicator why he was going to get a phonecall from the man he wanted to know better. But, this was unexpected.

He answered his phone. “Hello?”

The phone on the other end was happy. “Hey Jeremy, I have some good news.”

Jeremy almost shouted when he heard he was going to visit his dad. He didn’t even know that this would be a possible thing. Excitement ran through his system for the rest of the week before he was going to stay with him. He was a giddy little kid he had been years and years ago.

He packed little things. One backpack, even if his mother tried to force him multiple suitcases. It was only a month or two, and he was planning to go shopping- normal shopping- while he was there. He brought his phone, Apocolypes of the Damned, four or so sets of clothing, his medication, and toiletries.

He had to plane from Paris to New Jersey. His dad insisted on paying for the ticket, so he rode on a normal plane, not even first class. He loved it. He talked up the old woman on the plane ride there. It all felt new, wonderful , like he was Pinocchio or something.

He saw his dad holding up the cardboard sign that said his name on it. However, instead of the famous name “Jeremy Heere”, the name “Jeremy Reeds” was plastered on the sign. He might have passed right by him if he hadn’t awkwardly called for him to come over. When asked about the name, it made perfect sense that Heere was his mother’s Maiden name she decided to keep, and Reeds was his dad’s side. He.. really liked Reeds. (Also, don’t worry, Jeremy’s dad is wearing pants in the airport. But let’s just say he gets away without pants in the weeks after this. Mostly since Jeremy doesn’t care).

He stepped into his room he had slept in as an infant. It was replaced with a twin sized, pretty stiff compared to his bed back at the mansion, and he didn’t mind. A shitty computer that for perfectly with Apocolypes of the Damned. He laid on the bed, proud owner, Jeremy Reeds. He laughed with joy for over ten full minutes when he heard the buzz of his phone. He glanced, realizing it was Michael. He checked it.

M: Ugh. I can’t believe school starts in a week. Uuuugh. 😣
M: Well at least it won’t be as humid. It’s always nicer in the fall.🍁
M: Have you ever visited New Jersey btw? Probably not.
M: Maybe one day, hah!

Let’s just say that Jeremy almost got noise complaints within the first hour of being at his dad’s place for screaming too much.

analysis attempt 3x14 - 3x20 (how do u do titles)

so i was rewatching all nygmobblepot scenes on youtube the other day and something in 3x14 felt…off
ive also seen a lot of you ask this, so this is my attempt of an answer. (if i accidentally used any existing theories please tell me or add a link)

oswald is willing to sacrifice himself for ed, he won’t let barbara and the gang hurt him and he even forgives him for what he did to his father’s remains, while ed is furious at first and later hesitant and clearly heartbroken.

so why is it that from 3x15 both are so hellbent on destroying each other??

ed’s viewpoint is easier to explain to me.
he wanted to kill oswald for what he did to isabellA and is hesitant from the moment oswald’s love for him is proven, but he still feels like he needs to kill him. oswald tells him he created ed nygma and that they need each other. ed realises oswald is right but shoots him anyway.
In 3x15 ed is taking drugs to see oswald to help him find someone to teach him how to become someone else, but oswald keeps reminding him of what ed realised just one episode ago: ed needs oswald and oswald needs ed. so, what does ed do? he becomes someone else. someone without emotions and without love, which we know he thinks of as a weakness. this arguably includes his love for oswald. to finish that transformation he dumps the pills, his last connection to the man that made his former self and that he arguably loves, into the same spot he dumped the real oswald. to change himself and to detach himself from the emotions that have hurt him so much in the past he kills oswald a second time. he says goodbye, fully convinced he will never see or need him again.
in the next episodes ed spends his time building his new identity. since the riddler doesnt have emotion, he needs to evoke emotions from the people around him. he solidifies this identity in 3x17 and even though he looks broken and arguably almost suicidal doing it he is convinced he’s on the right path.
but then it turns out oswald is alive. the reason for ed’s transformation into a stronger, to him better man, turns out to not have existed at all. what if he loses the riddler? what if he goes back to being, in his eyes, weak? he cant let his emotions get the better of him, emotions he’s convinced he doesnt have anymore. so ed decides to kill oswald again, too keep the riddler and stay free from feelings like love and regret, feelings he thought he finally got rid off by dumping the pills.
that is also why he insists oswald call him the riddler. he let barbara call him ed because they “have history”, but every single time oswald calls him ed he looks irritated and demands to be called the riddler. notice how he literally only does that with oswald? if oswald, the person tying him to his old self, calls him the riddler, he can convince himself his feeling self is completely gone, along with whatever feelings he has for oswald. (id say its definitely love, but as long as its not 100% canon let’s keep it at that)
it’s obvious ed enjoys this cat and mouse game with oswald and to me it looks like he hasn’t felt that stable and alive since 3x14, but to ed that doesn’t matter, or at least that’s what he’s trying to tell himself.

oswald’s viewpoint is a lot harder for me, so feel free to add or dispute anything. mostly their reasonings are quite similar though.
oswald doesn’t have an identity crisis but he goes from “i wont let you hurt him” to “there’s someone i need to kill” over the course of one episode. so what’s happening?
oswald let himself get vulnerable with ed. he shared his grief about his mother multiple times in multiple episodes, he basically let ed control his empire while he was bathing in the fame. and as we know, that didn’t pay off very well. ed ‘betrayed him’ (read: got his revenge) and took everything from him, even almost his life. not even breaking down to complete emotion, begging and confessions of love could stop ed, not even being willing to sacrifice his life for him after everything he had done was enough. to oswald, that’s just humiliating. oswald doesn’t beg for something he wants. he takes it. but for ed, he did beg, not even for his life, like with jim in episode one. he only begged for ed to understand they need each other.
but ed still shoots him. ed is still the last face oswald saw before he passed out, before waking up in an unfamiliar bed with a strange plant lady talking to him.
oswald is convinced that his love for ed made him weak, just as ed is convinced that love itself is a weakness. oswald’s core personality is made up of ambition, desire and revenge. he can’t let ed get away with what he did, especially not after oswald got so low as to beg for him to understand. he has let other’s, who did similar things (tabitha, butch..) live before, but this is different. he didn’t cry or beg for tabitha or butch. he didn’t give his whole self over to tabitha or butch.
oswald feels betrayed, he feels weak and he feels humiliated and to him the only way of getting back to being strong and powerful is to kill the person he percieves as responsible.

the docks scene changed both of them.
ed believes he needs to kill oswald to keep his strength and that the love he arguably feels is his biggest weakness.
oswald believes he needs to kill ed to regain the strength and power he lost and that his love for ed was the weakness that led to his empire tumbling down.

what they both need to understand is that love itself isn’t a weakness. unresolved love, full of regret, anger and fear is.
they need to learn that while love, if it isn’t protected and cared for, can turn out to be a weakness, like gertrud, but that mutual love and understanding can be their biggest strength.

i don’t expect the finale to solve this issue completely, i feel like we’d need a two hour finale about nothing but these two to do that, but i think we can expect they at least manage to start sorting through their emotions. but hey, we still have all of season 4 to look forward to.


Pure Evil or Pushy Parents?
Esmie Tseng 

On the 10th of August 2006, 16 year old honour student Esmie Tseng grabbed a butchers knife and stabbed her mother multiple times. Reports claim that the incident happened through several rooms of their Kansas home. The murder shocked the middle class neighbourhood she lived in. More so this case shocked the nation when Esmie was tried as an adult. 

Impossible High Standards

Born in 1989 in Kansas, Esmie Tseng was the only child to her chinese immigrant parents. Esmie was a good kid, she was never in trouble, bright, played piano, was on sports team and even an honour student, but this wasn’t enough for her pushy mother. They threatened to sell her piano if she didn’t win a state wide competition, grounded after scoring 96% in an exam and when they were disappointed in her she was made to strip naked and stand in a corner.

Like many teenagers she used social media as an online diary. On sites such as Xanga she would blog her daily life and her hatred towards her mother.

During her teenage years Esmie became obsessive. On her diary she would talk about how she hears voices and why she doesn’t show emotion. When Esmie started high school she made a new load of friends and even started dating, but she also started using ecstasy. Esmie went from a girl with no emotion to full on depressive crashes. 

The Trial

Esmie Tseng’s prosecutors managed to try her as an adult infuriating many people. Still going through, Esmie Tseng pled guilty to voluntary manslaughter and served 8 years in prison, she was released in 2012.