please kurt

Kurt Cobain: was mentally and physically abused by his biological father because he had ADHD and was hyperactive which bothered his dad.

Kurt Cobain: his parents didn’t want him to play with poor kids because he was “better than them” and he was forced to wear a sweater he was allergic to so his mom would brag how her kids “were the best dressed kids in town”

Kurt Cobain: thought he was the reason of his parents divorce since his parents usually argued about his up-bringing which made him feel guilty and embarassed 

Kurt Cobain: witnessed his mother being abused by her boyfriend who once broke her arm and felt guilty because he couldn’t do anything about it

Kurt Cobain: moved to live with his dad in a trailer trying to improve their relationship but his dad ended up marrying another woman after promising his 10 year old son not to remarry

Kurt Cobain: couldn’t get along with his step-mom because he felt that if he would love her he would betray his mom and because his father treated his step-siblings better than him which made him withdrawn and deprssed 

Kurt Cobain: he had minor scoliosis but both of his parents didn’t care which caused several physical problems in the future mainly his stomach problems

Kurt Cobain: was forced by his father to practice sports and left his father’s house when he was 14 after a huge argument because he lost a wrestling match 

Kurt Cobain: his mother didn’t want him to come live with her so he had to move from relative to relative. None of his relatives afforded his stay which made him feel depressed and un-wanted

Kurt Cobain: moved to live with his mom and her husband and he was constantly abused by his step-dad for being a virgin and single and often called him “loser” and “faggot”

Kurt Cobain: was bullied in high school for being friends with a gay boy and because he was intersted in arts while the other boys were interested in sports

Kurt Cobain: started smoking pot when he was 13 to deal with his depression and his mother didn’t bother to stop him because she was also smoking pot that she hid in her jewerly box and she even once took a drag from her son’s joint at a party

Kurt Cobain: got kicked out of his mom’s house at 17 because he brought a girl with him to impress his step-dad who would always brag about how many girls he slept with when he was in Kurt’s age

Kurt Cobain: was homeless when he was just 17 and he would sometimes sleep in the library, in the hospital waiting room or on cardboards and he NEVER complained to anyone about it

Kurt Cobain: had to quit school at 18 to find a job to afford his bread and rent a dirty and smelly shack and he went through several jobs including being a janitor at his own high school

Kurt Cobain: he was kicked out of his appartements several times because he couldn’t afford to pay the rent until moving in with his first girlfriend when he was 21

Kurt Cobain: suffered from severe stomach problems because he had  a pinched nerve in his spine caused by his untreated scoliosis and he didn’t talk about it because he didn’t want to bother people which later made him medicate himself using heroin in littles doses to kill the pain   

Kurt Cobain: would sometimes stop in the middle of the performance to check if the people who stage dived were ok

Kurt Cobain: heard the story of a 14 year old girl who got raped and wrote a song about her (Polly) 

Kurt Cobain: hated sexists, racists and homophobes and didn’t want them to come to his shows and always expressed his annoyance because of their presence

Kurt Cobain: respected women dearly and encouraged feminist movements (like Riot Grrrls) 

Kurt Cobain: tried to quit drugs and went to rehab twice in a row. Once when his wife was pregnant and a second time when his daughter was born

Kurt Cobain: accepted to play a benefit for rape survivors in Bosnia and Herzegovina and didn’t get a dime for his performance

Kurt Cobain: wrote a song about rape (Rape Me) because he wanted to attract media’s attention to that issue and kept playing it despite the critics and the controversy that surrounded the song

Kurt Cobain: played a gay rights benefit supporting No-on-Nine

Kurt Cobain: stopped in the middle of the song to defend a girl who was being harrassed and kicked the man out of the show after making him feel ashamed about himself

Kurt Cobain: used his fame to promote good bands who weren’t famous and was bothered by media’s focus on his band only and openly expressed how he thought bands like Soundgarden and Alice In Chains were better and deserve more recogniation

Kurt Cobain: didn’t want to be called “a voice of a generation” because his drug use was exposed and he didn’t want to influence anybody negatively and he felt that he was judged by media which deepened his depresion because of his insecurity and made his drug addiction worse

Media: Kurt Cobain was a rock star junkie who hated fame and commited suicide because of it at age 27

People: Kurt Cobain is an emo pussy! He was a coward for killing himself and he was a junkie loser! He was always complaining about how his life sucked and the only thing he did is whine and sing about depression!

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Even though Glee was an incredibly flawed show it managed to break many barriers and traditional conventions on television. The show brought awareness to many issues surrounding many minority communities and humanised characters that would have been typically portrayed as caricatures. Though their portrayals weren’t often perfect, barley any shows reach this level of representation. Credit where credit is due. (insp)

im sick as a dog right now but snot covered lungless self still managed to pop this baby out of the oven. imma be real with yall, i love kurt and im totally not saying this is kurt through ram-vision but it totally is. in the words of rick sanchez, try not to suck the ghost of his dick TOO hard, ram.

Dear “grunge” blogs

To make things clear at first, everyone is free to post or reblog anything they want, but there are also some limits to everything you do. Especially when you are taking advantage of somebody’s image to glamorize things that shouldn’t  be glamorized.

To all the

Or the

And the

What you’re doing is not grunge.

First of all, Grunge is a musical genre, a rock music subgenre. It was a musical revolution that happened in the early 90s, led by pure and amazing artists. 

Grunge was never about: Tattoos, peircings, polaroids, pastel, fishnet stockings, blood, nudity, self harm, wanting to die, hating your parents, toilets, flowers, abandoned houses, walls with depressing quotes written on them, cigarettes, aliens and all those strange things you like to post

Second of all, stop using Nirvana/Kurt Cobain as your aesthetic. Just stop it. Why are you glamorizing his depression and his drug use? What do you find amusing in the story of a man who suffered a lot and ended up dying of mental illness? Let him rest in peace! Kurt Cobain had some fucking dignity and he didn’t die to have his pictures posted in some blog just because it looks “cool” and “aesthetic” for some edgy teens, or find Nirvana t-shirts, or even worse, his suicide note, worn by some hipster douchebags. He was a great artist and a wonderful human being and that’s how we should remember him. 

By using Nirvana/Kurt Cobain as your aesthetics, you are:

  • Making Nirvana seem extremely overrated
  • Making Nirvana seem as the only grunge band to ever exist but in reality there are tons of other bands who definately should be recognized like Alice In Chains, Soudgarden, Mother Love Bone, Pearl Jam, Mudhoney, Melvins, Tad and a whole bunch of 90s grunge bands who were great.
  • Making people believe that teens like to “listen” to Nirvana just because it seems cool and not because they are actually a great band.
  • Making people believe that Nirvana songs, or grunge songs in general are only about depression and teen angst
  • Making Kurt Cobain seem as a bad influence since you are only representing him as a self -loathing junkie who loves to whine about his depressing life and just a talentless fashion icon
  • Using Kurt’s image to glamorize drugs and suicide which is disgusting and very disrespectful

So please, stop associating your world with ours. I don’t really care about what you post. If posting the picture of a toilet makes you feel happy and edgy enough, then post the picture of the fucking toilet. But don’t post it under the “grunge” tag, unless you consider the fact that your “grunge icon” Kurt used it, which actually makes sense. Just leave us the REAL grunge fans alone, don’t associate your shit with us, because it’s simply not grunge.

And for anyone who’s reading this, please remember Kurt Cobain for what he truly was. Sure, his addiction and mental illness are a part of him and his image that we can’t deny, but he was also a talented artist, a big music icon and a source of inspiration for several artists. His music may not mean anything for some people, but it saved the lives of other people and changed it for the best. I, as a Nirvana fan, can proudly say that discovering his music was the best thing that happened to me in many ways.  And besides, he was a major supporter for women rights and his quotes are still relevant to this day.

Don’t remember him as the person that “grunge” blogs are presenting, because that person was never the real Kurt Cobain.

Quick Opinion Thing

So, the Heathers fandom has never been the nicest towards ships they don’t like. Chansaw and Jdronica are both called abusive, KurtXRam gets called disgusting and McNamayer gets called names every once and a while if you look hard enough.

However people need to realize all the ships in this fandom are fucked.

Chansaw is ofc very abusive if you go off of canon, Jdronica was straight up manipulation, KurtXRam is two rapists being made innocent, McNamayer HM almost got ‘Ron raped, McDuke is abusive considering the fact Duke almost made Mac kill herself, and Dukesaw and Chanduke are very explanatory.

However, most authors don’t go off of canon. They often warp the story so while it’s still Heathers something goes differently that saves the ship from being abusive. Chansaw is mainly aus, Jdronica stories (from what I see) either face up to the fact it’s abusive or (like chansaw) is aus, KurtXRam keeps their personalities but often has them survive the attack and become better people, McDuke is also changed around so Shine A Light re never happens, Dukesaw shows Duke having a softer side, and Chanduke sometimes has Chan act like an ass but secretly be really soft.

People need to stop pointing fingers at other ships and calling them out. Because the chances are you don’t read fanfictions of said ship because you hate it/don’t look at the art for it. Do not call people out on it because you don’t read their fics therefore you don’t realize Chansaw/Jdronica/McDuke/whatever it is you hate fics are aus. 

Remember the wise words of Veronica, “ They were just seventeen
They still had room to grow.  They could have turned out good
And now we’ll never know.”

People change, so can musical characters.

All the ships in Heathers are abusive, so stop pointing fingers, try to understand what people see in said ship, and think to yourself, “Would I like it if somebody said this about the ship I ship?” 

If the answer is no, stop yourself.

Remember respect is important. Please realize this, and respect everybody for what they ship/like.

I wish I was an ostrich ✘ Sebastian Smythe Imagine (Smut) ✘

✘ A/N: I’M BACK! Finally post something again o/ 

I explained what happened in my last post, in case you missed it, a little summary: problem with the loader, school took my time, finally posting the old requests and starting to write the new ones, hopefully, wednesday (so, no promises to write and pos a new request before Wednesday). But you can still request!

Oh, and I’m kind in love with Savitar. (and nope, I don’t want Iris to die t.t).

I have to say, I wasn’t expecting this one to be that long!

Well. MY FIRST SMUT, YAY! Hope you like it c:

Thanks @lyss-91 for beta!

✘ Request: Could I have a Sebastian imagine please where you are a member of new directions and are competing at Nationals and fuck before the main show getting caught by your group? Thanks x

 Warning aka disclaimer: S M U T and shame xD

Originally posted by grantsass

 “I can’t believe you said I was as attuned as a dying goat.” You giggled as you entered the dark room, knowing that Sebastian was already there, he always arrived before you on any date. Mainly a sex date. “You used to do better with your insults, Sebastian.”

“Says the girl who called me horse’s teeth. You were so original, (Y/N). What happened to stealing Santana’s insults?” Sebastian said wryly and you rolled your eyes, little taunts like these were normal in your secret relationship, and they were actually fun. But now all you wanted was not to talk. You raised your arm to try to find the switch and turn on the light, you didn’t know what that was since Sebastian was the one to send a message saying that he had found the perfect place for both of you to wish each other good luck, which obviously meant the perfect place for him to fuck you, and sent you the way. 

He could have added an ‘after you turn right in the last hallway, you will see a green door where everything will be dark and I will not let you turn on the light, making you sexually frustrated’ because Sebastian held your hand before you could do anything to illuminate the place.

“Seb!” You protested, but any complaint you had in mind was soon replaced by your body bristling and your breath being gasped as you felt his body pushing yours against the wall: strong enough for a mute thud, weak enough for no pain to arrive. “Sebastian…” Your tone had completely changed from frustration to bargaining.

Sebastian laughed against your neck, and his breath, which you knew had a taste of coffee and mint, as always, against your skin made you sigh.

“When you get up on that stage, everyone will look at you and no one will know that you are mine, and they will want you.” Sebastian’s hands traveled to your waist, squeezing it, making sure you were there with him, listening to every syllable he said. “But you’ll know you are mine, and I’ll make sure to make that clear.” He smiled with obvious malice and a kind of anticipated lust. Sebastian put one of his hands on your thigh and up, the fact that you were in a dress just made it easier for him to work. You could already feel wet, as by the words of your ‘enemy’ as the tingling that his fingers provided, and the torture that was how slowly they were going. He pulled your panties away with one of his fingers “You’re so wet, babe,” Sebastian murmured as as he placed two fingers inside you at once, and you bit your lip to choke out a moan as he placed another finger, moving them inside you.

“Sebastian…” You moaned softly, knowing that Warbler knew exactly what that meant.

“What, darling?” He said, faking an innocent tone as he began stroking your clit with his thumb, still moving his 3 fingers inside your pussy. You let out an almost “ah” and pressed your body forward, feeling his erection against your body and making his fingers go even deeper, making it turn to his time to moan instead. You took off his tie and threw it to the floor, putting your hands around his neck.

“Seb, please. I need you now.” You lowered one hand to his arousal, caressing it over his pants.Sebastian growled and used every willpower inside him to pull away from you, taking off his clothes as fast as was humanly while you did the same. In the exact second that you let your last piece of clothing fall to the floor, he picked you up and put it on what looked like a table.

“Oops!” You laughed at the sound of something falling, but your attention soon changed focus as your boyfriend began to suck your neck. ‘’You’ll end up leaving a mark.’’ You warned, not really complaining.

“That’s the goal,” Sebastian said as he parted his mouth from her neck and you took his cock in your hand, stroking it. “Fuck ,” Sebastian snarled and walked away from you to put the condom he had left in the pocket of his blazer, the Warbler couldn’t stand another minute without fucking you.

“SEBASTIAN!” You screamed in pleasure when felt him inside you without any warning. Sebastian started fucking you, moving his hips quickly as you did the same, making him go deeper, just like you did with his finger. You leaned in for a rough, clumsy kiss, the two showing how much they needed that, each other’s, your bodies together.

While his hands tightened your hips, your hands scratched at his shoulders, your lips were connected just like the rest of your bodies, you realized something: you were completely at the mercy of that boy. 

“(Y/N)… ” Sebastian gave a weak moan against your lips and you knew what that meant, and you were close too. Before any of you could catch up the liberation, the light was turned on. You closed your eyes, no time for a reaction, but Sebastian bent down and grabbed his blazer, covering his ass, taking his cock off you and using his own body to cover you. A voice screaming the word traitor made you wake up from your trance, widening your eyes at the sight of the New Directions staring at you two.

Being an ostrich to stick your head into a hole didn’t seem like a bad idea.

“Um… Hi?” You said, feeling your face burn. You were NAKED in front of your Glee group!

‘’Hi? Seriously, (Y / N)? “ Mercedes was the first to speak.

"You could give your beloved virgin vagina to anyone, but you had to choose our gay enemy?” Santana said angry, almost screaming. You were afraid Snixx would come at any moment, if it was not the one who had just spoken.

“I don’t think he’s gay, Santana.” Rachel said, and then you noticed that she had her back to your and Sebastian’s… situation.

“Can you guys please get dressed?” Kurt basically begged.

“Well, if the idiots get out of here, we can finish what we were doing and get dressed.” Sebastian rolled his eyes at that vision, even though, in the position they were in, he could only see some of the members with his head turned.

“I’m not leaving here until you two explain what’s going on!’’ Santana exclaimed, she was 100% sure that wasn’t going to let you and your need for sex take her and New Directions trophy.

’'Santana, I know you would give anything to be in my place now, but this is my girlfriend. ” Sebastian mocked.

“Girlfriend?” Tina asked confused, hadn’t Sebastian hit on Blaine before almost blinded him? Wasn’t he gay?

“(Y/N) has a penis? ” Brittany asked, trying to understand what was going on.

“No, all she has is the ability to betray her own friends right under their noses.” Santana said, her irony and coldness taking form into her words.

“Guys, we’re dating, but can’t we talk about this later?” You asked, you just wanted that situation to end.

“That would be hilarious… if it was not disgusting.” That was Sam.

“Right, people. We should leave them alone.” Blaine tried, but it was obvious that Santana was not going to let a situation like this go easily.

“You’re what, a spy? Did you give our songs to him? Besides giving something else.”

“She’s not a spy, Satan.” Sebastian defended you and you sighed, knowing you would have to reveal your relationship to your friends who did not so discreetly hate your boyfriend.

Actually, your relationship was more than exposed. So…

“I think you blinded her, Sebastian.” Santana smiled wryly at the double meaning of the phrase.

“What are you… Wow!” Mr. Schuester widened his eyes as he met his students in such a situation. He turned his back, just like Rachel. “E… Everyone back to rehearsal room, let’s (Y/N) and Sebastian get ready.”

“But M…’’

’'Now, Santana!” Will ordered, and she rolled her eyes, walking into the dressing room with her teacher and the rest of the Glee Club.

You put your forehead against Sebastian’s shoulder and sighed, still embarrassed and knowing what you would have to face in less than five minutes.

“I’m fucked.’’ You said and Sebastian smirked, never losing his humor.

’'Literally.”

And on the subject of burning books: I want to congratulate librarians, not famous for their physical strength or their powerful political connections or their great wealth, who, all over this country, have staunchly resisted anti-democratic bullies who have tried to remove certain books from their shelves, and have refused to reveal to thought police the names of persons who have checked out those titles.

So the America I loved still exists, if not in the White House or the Supreme Court or the Senate or the House of Representatives or the media. The America I love still exists at the front desks of our public libraries.
—  Kurt Vonnegut, A Man Without a Country