my amazing aunts

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Took some pics on todays trip. The top of the mountain was covered with clouds so the view wasn’t as spectacular but the feeling of being (almost) on the top is so good!

Musical Instruments

l’accordéon- accordion

le violoncelle- cello

la clarinette- clarinet

la cymbale- cymbal

la batterie- drum

le violon- fiddle

la flûte- flute

la guitare- guitar

le cor- horn

la trompette- trumpet

le violon- violin

le ukulélé- ukulele

Double Standards

*blows dust off profile*

Huh, still works.

So Tumblr, I hope you’re doing well. The world has gone to shit and I haven’t been doing much better.

Earlier this year, my doctor told me I was not healthy enough to work. My chronic pain conditions and anxiety were too much and the best thing for me to do would be to stop and focus on my health. Since then, I’ve been fighting for the benefits my doctor told me to apply for. It’s extremely disheartening to be told you’re “not sick enough” when some days you can’t even get out of bed. Enter my amazing Aunt, who has been helping me with this fight and also pointed me in the direction of another form of benefits that I am now receiving.

So, we’re talking about Personal Independence Payment and Employment Support Allowance. ESA received the same medical evidence as PIP and within a two week period of applying, I was receiving money. The fight with PIP is still ongoing. So current in fact, that I received my latest correspondence today. Still no luck there.

But what else happened today? The announcement of Fantastic Beasts and The Crimes of Grindelwald. Which of course has opened up a fresh can of hate towards Johnny Depp. Now currently in the world, we’re making some good in Hollywood where people who may have been perceived as “untouchable” are actually being given their just rewards.

It’s currently 00:45 and as per usual, I’m not sleeping. I’m reading articles. On “Domestic Abuser Johnny Depp” who, for a very long time, is one of my favourite actors. Not just that, one of my favourite people. And I shall explain why, the first article I remember reading about him was when his daughter was admitted to Great Ormand Street Hospital. As a thank you for the care the hospital provides to children and their families, Johnny returned as Captain Jack Sparrow. Just to put a smile on people’s faces. He still visits hospitals as Jack.

Johnny Depp was accused of Domestic Violence by his ex-wife Amber Heard. It killed me. I went into shock. I loved this man, I didn’t think it possible. So I stayed glued to my phone, keeping up to date on what was going on. And the more I read, the more I got a sick feeling in my stomach. He’d just lost his mother, with the drinking and the drugs could it have been possible? Something wasn’t right. Sure enough, pictures of Amber appeared sans bruises with a smile on her face, laughing with a friend. I kept reading, and only once or twice did I see mention of Amber’s own Domestic Violence past. Amber being the abuser in that situation in 2009.

Huh

And here we are again, Johnny is now a part of a franchise that has been a safe haven for many. JK Rowling is being hated for sticking with him, do we even know if Jo has much sway with the casting this time around? Anyway.

My issue here is that from what I keep seeing, the man is being perceived as the villian. 100%. And in this day and age, why can’t a woman be held accountable? I know there are men in the world who suffer Domestic Abuse at the hands of females. With Amber having the history, is it possible Johnny was a victim?

I truly believe that the only people who know the truth about this situation are Johnny and Amber, and that neither of them are completely innocent.

I am going to continue my support of Johnny, if the truth comes out that might may change. However, right now he remains one of my favourite actors and I look forward to seeing him in Fantastic Beasts and The Crimes of Grindelwald. I applaud David Yates, JK Rowling and everyone involved for sticking with Johnny as it was not the easy option.

Feels good to be back Tumblr, I may turn this more into a blog. Who knows. All I know right now is my painkillers have finally kicked in, so I’m going to attempt some sleep.

5 Times Alex learns something about Maggie.

Okay guys, so, this is my first fanfiction ever. I wanted to post one for a really long time but never had the courage or time to do it, university takes up a lot of my time and energy. English is not my first language and I don’t have a beta. Anyway…here it is…Hope you enjoy it and let me know what you think!


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Maggie has siblings.

Alex was not stupid.

She was an agent and she was trained to analyse the body language, so she came to understand- in the few months she had known Maggie- that talking about her family wasn’t something that her girlfriend did easily, if at all.

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Who else was gonna care for you and protect you and worry about you? Your father? No. I was the one who wiped your nose, and made you brush your teeth and do your homework or washed your dirty underwear. Me! Your stupid, non-scientific aunt, who doesn’t know how to make ends meet, who has to take nursing classes with 22 year old kids so I can pay for you to go to college. And I don’t know how to do this without Ben! I don’t know how! And you’re dreaming about your perfect father, who was never here? No! No. I won’t tell you.

OMG my aunt is amazing.

She just posted a video on Facebook of an owl that was in her town and was just sitting in a park. People kept taking pictures of it but weren’t doing anything for it. She figured out it had an injured eye. She *just happened* to have gloves and a cage in her truck (she’s… got a thing for animals) so she took it to a local animal hospital that basically said they’d put the owl down, so she took it to ANOTHER animal hospital and they said they could help it and my aunt is calling constantly for updates.

SHE. JUST. HAPPENED. TO. HAVE. GLOVES. AND. A. CAGE. AND. SAVED. AN. OWL.

Insecurities

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Bucky and you get in a fight for reasons like he wants to meet your big and a tad judgmental still awesome family and turns out to be simple insecurities that Bucky assures you he loves

It was cold and rainy out as I walked through the park, me and my boyfriend, Bucky, just had our first big fight in what felt like forever. It was stupid, really… but I have always been very clear. I wasn’t ready to bring him home to meet my family and he felt like I was ashamed of him when in reality I was afraid of what he would think of them. He knew I was well odd. I dance to no music, don’t shave my legs, eat, sit, and curse like a ‘man’, and well many other things. My hypocritical mother of course constantly tells me all these traits will get him to leave me and I’d die alone. But of course the rest of my family is amazing … All my aunts, uncles, cousins and sibling are all just as quirky as me, and are kind… though all a tad judgy. Sure it was mostly about me not wanting him to meet the family, but that he called me secretive and untrusting and ashamed of him and I argued that none of those were true… it turned into a shit show. How could I explain to him that all his accusations were really true… just not aimed at him, but at myself. Though I try not to listen to my mother’s venomous words but after years it’s hard to ignore.

When I finally pull myself together, I head back to his apartment. I don’t bother knocking, I simply walk in to him sitting on his couch, with his head in his hands as he audibly wept. Upon hearing me enter, he straitens out and turns to look at me, eyes red from tears, “You’re back! I’m sorry I pushed, I take it all back!” he was up and embracing me in seconds.

“No… listen I need to explain something…” I then continue to explain my insecurities to him about myself and his reaction to my family and my fear of my mother being correct.

He smiled down at me, “Oh, y/n, you know I would never leave you for any reason, not because of an argument, or your mannerisms, your cute tummy that sticks out, not your messy tendencies, not your inability to cook, and nothing else anyone can come up with as reason enough.” He continues to pepper my face with kisses and I giggling like a little girl. “Besides what if they decide they don’t like me because of my arm or because of my past? Huh! If you ask me they will be judging me and not you! I mean cute and adorable vs. big, scary and gruff the choice of who to be under the microscope here.” He teased.

           I smile softly as I brush the remaining tears away before leaning in for one last kiss before heading back home for the night.


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