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a small guide to apologizing sincerely, the right way.

apologizing for wronging someone can be really hard and sometimes we might not know how to go about it, so here’s a little guide I put together that can hopefully give some helpful tips and pointers in the right direction.

1. Acknowledge what you did was wrong, why it was wrong, and incorporate that into your apology. Example: “What I did wasn’t right and I hurt you, and that wasn’t ok. I’m sorry.”

2. As they say: “Actions speak louder than words. Don’t say your sorry and then go and repeat your harmful actions all over again. It shows that your apology wasn’t sincere and next time they probably won’t forgive you (rightfully so). Show them you’re truly sorry by working to avoid repeating the same bad action again.

3. Own up to your mistakes. Yes, you’re not perfect and we make mistakes. We have bad days, we snap at people we don’t mean to or lose our temper in a heated argument and say things we don’t mean. However, don’t blame your actions on your mental illness, on someone else, or just try to pass the blame on to anything but yourself. Take responsibility for your actions.

4. Understand that they are never obligated to forgive you. This is really important. If you apologize and throw a fit when they choose not to forgive you, it shows that your apology was not sincere to begin with, since you were only apologizing because you wanted their forgiveness, not because you realize you made a mistake and hurt them. If someone doesn’t forgive you, it doesn’t mean you can’t move on. You’ll be ok. Learn from it and grow from it, and let it go.

So let me get this straight, Damian grew up in the League of Assassins before he met his father Bruce for the first time, Jason spent a couple of years training with them before he met his ex-father Bruce for the first time after his resurrection and Cassandra has worked under the league before she met her future father Bruce for the first time.

Three of Bruce children/would-be-children worked in the same exact organization possibly at the same exact time before they even knew they were meant to be siblings, and no one bothered to write something about that?? I’m disappointed in this fandom right now.

anonymous asked:

Do we know how many albums Liam and Niall owe Capitol? To complete these solo albums after the initial release, I'm guessing they'll do 1D for a bit, then take time again to work on their solo material. Does that pattern make sense to you?

They could do that.

I’m getting a lot of anons worried about timing, but everyone needs to realize that if Harry has a three album deal, that doesn’t mean “three albums in three years”. It means “three albums” period. There’s likely a time limit, but more likely over 7-10 years than three.

And if I’m right about Harry and Liam having licensing deals through their own labels like Niall does (and assuming that Louis will do the same), then that takes the conflict away from where or with whom the band eventually signs because the band will likely do the exact same thing and have their own label.

We may not get 1D music this year, or even next year, but I do believe we will have 1D music again sooner than the trades are predicting.

I remember it now...

I just finished my rewatch of Eureka seveN after few years since last time. And I am a crying mess right now.

I remembered what I forgot through all those years. I was reblogging E7 related stuff on this blog for a long time now, but I didn’t feel anything. I was just mindlessly doing it out of habit.

But now I remember. How I felt as a 12 year old boy, who stumbled upon this show by pure coincidence. Ever since then I was mesmerised by it. I couldn’t wait till next episode. Nine pm, everyday. I remember the time when episode 50 aired. How sad it was to see that my favorite show, my favorite characters, my favorite world was gone. It felt like leaving something behind. Something really important to me.

Back then I thought that if Renton’s 14, then I still have 2 years to become as cool as him. This memory is so vivid it feels like it was yesterday. When I was a child, I didn’t know where lies the limit of human imagination. Eureka seveN felt real to me. I wasn’t looking at this show as a cartoon made by people. For me it was a real world. It was an experience. A journey.

This anime taught me a lot of things, With every year I gained, I was learning different things from it. I’m still amazed that even after 8 years, I can see new things in this show. New things I can learn from. This show taught me about family. About friendship. About love. That not everything in life works out. That to get something, to make something real, I can’t wait for it to happen. I have to do it myself.

About 4 years ago I think I forgot why I even liked this show. I thought I remembered it well. Well, I was wrong. Without realizing it, I forgot why I am so attached to it. But while I forgot a lot of things, it let me feel like I was watching it for the first time. I felt like a kid again. It felt like definitive end for my childhood, even though I’m 20 years old already.

But I remember it now…

I finally remember why I fell in love with Eureka seveN in the first place.  

The Corvus Blackstar is a type of gunship used by the Deathwatch Space Marines.

A sleek and deadly craft, it is designed to penetrate the outer defenses of alien hosts to strike directly at its heart. Though small enough to slip through sensor grids, its weapons systems are highly advanced, allowing the Blackstar to cause devastating impact for a craft its size. Primarily fulfilling the role of transport, its vectored engines are nimble enough to dart through winding terrain. Once in position it will switch from fighter craft to hovercraft, deploying the Deathwatch Space Marines held within. The pilot of each Blackstar is a veteran Techmarine who has earned the right to field it over long and arduous years of schooling. The pilot uses the same machine each time; so intense is this training that the Techmarines will link with the Machine Spirit of the aircraft.

The Blackstar has advanced systems to ensure its survival. Its robust construction can shrug off even a direct hit from enemy anti-aircraft fire, and it is also equipped with Infernum Halo Launcher decoy flares and Interceptors. For armament, the Blackstar is most commonly armed with four Stormstrike Missiles and twin-linked Assault Cannons, though some are equipped with prow-mounted Lascannons in order to penetrate armored targets. Many of these craft also carry Blackstar Rocket Launcher arrays under each wing which can fire incendiary Dracos Air-to-Ground Missiles or air-to-air Corvid Rockets. It is also equipped with a Blackstar Cluster Launcher, auxiliary Grenade Launchers mounted in the rear to strafe smaller targets.

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@kayic1 requested: Prompt 73 with Reid

“Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?”

Instead of going straight home after work at the hospital, you went to your boyfriend’s apartment. Spencer wouldn’t mind, right? After all he wouldn’t have given you a key if he didn’t want you to use it.

You knew he wouldn’t be home yet due to his work schedule, but you still loved his apartment and his bed especially. It was always warm and inviting. Since you’d gotten sick halfway through your work day you wanted to be with him as soon as you could be, so you changed out of your scrubs and laid in his bed, nearly naked. Your skin felt hot but you felt cold at the same time. It was an odd feeling.

Soon enough, you’d fallen asleep. You didn’t hear Spence unlock the door, walk in, throw his bags down or come into his bedroom. He gasped when he realized that there was someone in his bed, but smiled upon seeing your sleeping form.

“Baby,” he muttered, shaking your shoulder. You woke, opening your eyes to look at him. “Hey..” you replied.

“Not that I’m at all complaining, but is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?” Spencer asked, chuckling.

“Half naked.” you corrected him. “And I got sick at work today so I wanted to be with you when you got home. You always make me feel better.”

His heart did backflips at your sweet words. He rummaged through his drawers for a second before taking out one of his t shirts that you loved and handing it to you. You gratefully put it on. 

After Spencer got dressed himself, he laid down behind you and kissed your shoulder. “I missed you.”


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“I honestly do not remember the last time I had a weekend off, how do you even spend a weekend off?” you set the fresh cup of coffee in front of JJ “What are you doing this weekend?”

“Hanging out with my boys, I think we’re going to the zoo” she said taking a sip. You guys were guaranteed a weekend off, which was rare. Unless people started dying left and right, in the same city, around the same time, with some more than suspicious similarities you were off.

“That sounds awesome, what about you Spence, any big plans?” Spencer had been reading through most of the flight back home. “I had this high school reunion thing” he said not looking away from the page.

“Had? Had as in you’re not going any more?” you questioned, “Yeah, I don’t think I want to go” he said still concentrated.

“Why don’t you want to go” probably a question you shouldn’t ask. You and Spencer weren’t completely close, mostly because he wouldn’t warm up to you. After months of being of the team, seven months to be exact, he still would not look at you in your eyes. He wouldn’t laugh at your jokes, no matter how much you tried to bond with him, it wasn’t happening.

“I don’t want to see a bunch of people who bullied me for years” he said coldly.

“You’re an FBI agent how is any one going to bully you now?” you asked .

“Everyone is probably married, with kids, a family, I wont fit in, once again” he said refusing to look at you.

“So you won’t go because you don’t have a date?” JJ said.

“I’ll be your date” you said before he could answer her question “What?” Spencer said looking up at you confused.

“If you seriously want to shut these people up, I’ll be your date, Ill go”

Spencer was shocked that you would ever suggest that. “You don’t have to do that.”

JJ was equally as shocked, “Worse case scenario you guys have a fun weekend in Vegas, you should go” she said trying to be supportive.

“I cant think of a better way to spend my first weekend off! Vegas it is!”

After spending the flight sleeping you and Spencer headed to the hotel where the reunion was being held. “Hello, I am here to check in my name is Spencer Reid” the young girl started to typing. “Im sorry but I don’t have anything under that name” she looked up at Spencer waiting for his response. “That’s impossible because I reserved a room weeks ago under Spencer Reid” he said confused. “I’m sorry sir, but I don’t have anything under that name”

“Look up Y/FLN” You said over Spencer shoulder “Oh yes, I have a reservation for that, unfortunately since it was made so late I only one room, queen size bed available”

“That’s fine, well take it” you said calmly.

“Perfect, these are your room keys, and some pamphlets with some information, you guys are all set”

You took all the information, and grabbed your bags and started walking away.

“You cancelled my room reservation?” Spencer said in an angry tone as you both got into the elevator. “Spencer couples don’t request separate bedrooms, if you want to fool every one of your old classmates, whom are by the way staying at this very same hotel, I suggest you be okay with it.” You said dragging your suitcase into the elevator. “Of course, definitely okay with it”

“So I was thinking about it and I am just going to attend the dinner tonight, after wards you’re free I’ll be flying back home” Spencer said watching you as you unpacked part of your suitcase.

“What? Why would you do that?” you said concentrated on your unpacking. “Because this is ridiculous and although I appreciate you doing this it isn’t necessary” he sounded annoyed.

Spencer was reading a book as he waited for you to be ready he was in his usual attire, you decided to spice things up, you walked out of the bathroom, having finally finished your make up. Spencer closed his book and his mouth dropped when he saw you, wearing a tight back dress, with black heels, simple, elegant, a small diamond necklace around your neck. “Alright let’s get this show on the road” you said grabbing your clutch and cell phone. You both walked into the elevator Spencer pressed the ground button “You know in order for this to work, you’re going to have to pretend to be in love with me” you said laughing. “Pretend, right, got it” Spencer said in a serious tone.

The evening actually went better than you could have imagined. You spent the night chatting with everyone, telling crazy stories about the BAU, embezzling them just enough to make Spencer sound like a hero, which he had been plenty of times. Spencer continued to make sure your glass was never empty. Everyone’s eyes were on you both, and surprisingly Spencer had been dealing well with the situation. He held your hand when you walked, brushed the hair out of your face, threw his arm around your shoulder, and even kissed your cheek. You loved every minute of it, it felt so natural, so right, nothing felt forced, or rehearsed.

 It had come to the end of the night, Spencer could tell you had way too much to drink. He held your hard as you walked to the elevator, once you were inside he pressed the number four. You rested your head on his shoulder, until the elevator doors opened and he led you to your hotel room door. You took off your shoes as soon as Spencer opened the door, and stumbled over to the bathroom.

When you walked out you found Spencer preparing the couch. “Just sleep with me” you blurted out. “What?” he said confused by what he had just heard. “Sleep with me, in the bed, don’t sleep on the couch” you said clarifying your statement.

“Right” he said stiffly. “Good job out there tonight, pretending you loved me, everyone couldn’t stop looking as us, payback is a bitch”

“Pretending, yeah, good job”

You had enough of his cry cut responses for one night, “Spencer why don’t you like me, I mean for god sake I try really hard, and you’re not even nice to me” you blurted out.

“I do like you” his voice was low, almost a whisper. “What!?” you almost shouted.

“I do like you Y/N” he repeated “Just not like this”

“What does that even mean?” you were confused.

“I like you, I like you, like you, not just as friend, or co worker” he said unable to look at you. As soon as you processed what you had just heard you walked right over to Spencer pressing your lips against his. His tongue making his way into your mouth, yours reciprocating its movements. You couldn’t believe this was happening. “You could’ve just said that months ago” you said pulling away from him.

“Well I am sorry I am late, but I’m pretty crazy about you”

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I read this adorable headcannon by @gerame about Alfred and Ludwig having cooking competitions and someone trying to be sweet by letting the other win, but could you even imagine, hyper competitive and aggressive, little Alfred?

Alfred: Oh man, that’s really good…

Ludwig: Yours is too. I think you should win this time. You have earned it.

Alfred: Ya know, you’re right.! I win. Haha! Number one!!!!


Alfred: Yours wasn’t even that good– *Shoves all of it into his mouth* I waf juf sayin’ thft to make youf feef bettefh. *Takes rest of food and runs.* 

If that were Gilbert the competition would never end. No conscientious would ever be reached. Blood would be spilled. There’s a reason why Ludwig dosen’t let those two compete about anything anymore.   

anonymous asked:

It's really interesting and at the same time frustrating that he gives something gradually, but it's never a certainty... like im not feeling safe right now at all haha

me: harry wouldn’t just drop thing out of nowhere, he would have proper announcement then drop it on a proper tim-

harry at 3:27 am:

Servamp: Don’t Wake the Eve

Hey guys! Let me just say, the discord chat room is the most craziest place ever! But some hilarious stuff goes on in it! Anyway, this is for @crazyanime3 who I asked to give me a writing prompt. This is an ot3 idea for our ot3 Kuro, Sakuya, and Mahiru…aka Kurosakumahi! This is the first time I have written for them, so I really hope you enjoy it CA3! And same to all of you guys! Please enjoy! 

He was not going to get any sleep because of this. It’s not like he didn’t apricate the two bodies lying next to him, but…being stuck in the middle of someone constantly smacking him in the face, or kicking him in their sleep to his right, and then having to hear the soft snores to his left, Mahiru could not sleep for the life of him. Feeling Sakuya another kick to his shins, the brunet hissed, and softly sat up, glaring down at the green haired subclass. Sighing, the Eve pinched the bridge of his nose, and tightened his fist in sheets as Kuro let out yet another muttering snore. He also talked in his sleep…so this was not going to end well. Letting out a slow breath, Mahiru slowly laid down again, and buried his face into his Servamp’s back, while he tangled his legs with Sakuya’s. Maybe this would stop the other teen from kicking him. Feeling Sakuya shift closer to him, the Eve smiled, but soon yelped at he got head butted in the back of his head. Growling, Mahiru tightened his grip in Kuro’s nightshirt. If he was hit on more time, he felt like he was going to snap.

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  • me @ myself: not everything means anything
  • myself: ok :) ....but i mean.... just go with me here.... i just think it’s funny how march 25th has yet again set things in motion. i mean it /could/ be completely coincidental that louis /just happened/ to change his twitter profile to reflect his time at ultra/his solo career after that date, and it /could/ just be coincidental that he did it the same day harry did to reflect his /own/ solo career. it probably means nothing right but i mean HDD /did/ drop an article today about harry and robert stringer of columbia and louis was also photographed with that same man at a party last year. not to mention it's ending but... i mean... im jsut saying !!!!
  • me @ myself: you exhaust me
fic: wild horses run faster

When I saw Silver with all his hair loose and flying around, I knew I had to write something. As I told vowel-in-thug (hi!), this is the first thing I’ve written in literally years, and it’s also the first thing I’ve written for this fandom. Be gentle everybody! This is set sometime during/post season 3, in random moments on the ship, or a least one of the ships. Idk, my muse is not as of right now concerned with plot details. Just pretty hair and the appreciation thereof. 

Title taken from the Bishop Briggs song of the same name. Rated M, I guess? Some sexytimes but nothing too explicit. Unbeta’d, all mistakes are mine. I got the idea of them playing chess together from another fic, credit where credit is due!

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