telling it like it is wow

Whether Han and Leia were “bad parents” or not is really irrelevant to the fact that Snoke was grooming and preying upon Ben Solo canonically since he was in the womb. I think they had their failures, but they loved their son. Parents make mistakes, period. Sometimes GOOD people do the WRONG things that end up affecting their child in irreversible ways. Saying maybe Han and Leia had a hand in what happened with Ben is not shitting on their characters  – it’s trying to look at the interesting story that’s being told and finding out the “whys” and “hows” of it – and recognizing the realities of our real world and how this story could help us reflect on that. Good people fuck up. Good parents fuck up. Kids with good parents can still be preyed upon by horrible people and lose their way.

Edit: Also, Leia was apparently aware of Snoke and didn’t know how to handle it… which is another factor here. It’s understandable… but as an allegory, it seems a lot like how parents aren’t equipped to deal with their mentally ill child and so they do nothing or put it off on others. Again, understandable, but still… a mistake and deficit in parenting.

Also, while Han was sometimes present during Ben’s childhood – he was also sometimes an absent father and husband. Leia OPENLY thinks on this in the extended canon novels – she thinks about Han and Luke when she’s pregnant with Ben, and how she just wished they were there and not traipsing around the galaxy when she needed them sometimes.

And Han was sometimes absent not just physically, but EMOTIONALLY, ok? The man wholeheartedly never feels he can connect with his son at the level Leia does because of Ben’s Force sensitivity, and that DOES affect their relationship. He admits he isn’t sure if he’s cut out for being a father. While, YES, he took Ben to the races and all that and OF COURSE he loved his son… he didn’t connect well with Ben. He actively mentors OTHER young kids and forms attachment to them as replacements for Ben because of this lack of connection between them [[as he did with Rey in TFA ]]– that is canon, too, so… I dunno, says something about how Han felt as a father to Ben, imo.

Add on top of this Leia, Luke, and Han all neglecting to tell Ben his TRUE heritage – all the while probably telling him how GREAT Anakin was. He was this Jedi, and so is Luke! WOW! Meanwhile, Ben is wrestling with this darkness inside him, and this creepy old, rumpled up piece of chewed up gum is sticking his tendrils into Ben’s mind and warping his view. Ben almost certainly felt like a total failure in the face of this unachievable legacy before him. And it WAS unachievable, because Luke and Anakin BOTH had gravely faced the Dark Side at different points – although Anakin fell, while Luke did not.

Yeah, you know, lying to your child their entire life so that they feel like the struggles they face must make them “broken” and “wrong” sounds like a really healthy foundation for a relationship. **ROLLS EYES**

Also, we don’t know the reason yet WHY Ben was sent to be with his uncle and if it WAS because of some big Force accident… like, to bring it to a personal level, I dunno about you but if my parents had been like, “sorry kid, you’re a crazy autistic and we can’t handle you – best if we send you over to your auntie because it’s too much for us to handle… I’m sure you can understand”… well, as a CHILD I’d be heartbroken. I would have internalized that. It would have broken my spirit and soul. Kids don’t realize that kind of behavior can have logic to it – they internalize things like that and make it about rejection.

Like… I’m sorry, but that’s the whole POINT with Anakin, too. That the Jedi Ways™ advocate this detachment from family and loved ones and force kids away from their family and those they love to “condition” them into using a part of the Force and SHOVING DOWN the “dark” parts – anger, frustration, fear, love, attachment, passion.

Also, Ben Solo did not cut off contact with Leia just because he felt like being a dick to his mother. Luke and Ben were traipsing around the galaxy in unknown regions and sometimes transmissions were lost – that’s why he didn’t interact with her for long periods of time. I am seeing a stupid ass post float around about how Leia and Han could NEVER HAVE BEEN PARENTS WHO EVER MADE MISTAKES because… people don’t want to believe that good people can be bad parents.

Ok, to add a FINAL note to this rambling vaguepost, I also want to mention that there are more ways than one to have a “bad” or traumatizing childhood. Trauma is not a blanket experience. While Ben had two parents who loved him and who he loved, and he had an uncle who was probably eager to teach and train him… that doesn’t mean they couldn’t make mistakes or that he could experience no trauma outside of his family’s influence. That Snoke was grooming him since INFANCY should be a BIG ASS CLUE that he was traumatized.

Speaking as someone who was also groomed and abused by an adult as a child, it haunts you your whole life. You can never let go of the things that person says and does – they hang over you like an eternal dark cloud. It’s traumatizing, so don’t reduce that kind of trauma just because society likes to sensationalize different kinds of trauma, like extreme poverty.

Wow, this post is fucking long, but I’m tired of seeing that damn post float around like it’s all a one-dimensional, flat story that you can make sweeping statements about. I didn’t even cover every bit of what I wanted to say but this is long enough as is and probably won’t be read by many people anyway.

Whenever someone tells me their kids age and it’s ten or above I physically cannot stop my mouth from saying the words “wow double digits” as if the parent didn’t know. like It doesn’t matter if your son terry is 33 and just had 2 kids wow,,, a big boy, double digits

suspiciouslypinklady  asked:

all of these anons sending asks about your aesthetic reminded me i always wanted to tell you how i love that your sims have like this warm, slightly quirky / fantasy vibe? it might be a reach but it kinda reminds me of ghibli! keep doing great edits girl <3

!!! Oh wow :’+) u word it perfectly !! that’s exactly what I’m aiming for !! but by not means I should be labelled as “ghibli” worthy cause I’m not :+( !! there’s so many other beautiful simblrs out there who do it better than me hehe but tysm for your kind words 💞


Anise: So…How long are you here for?

Blossom: Just a month, then back to San My. But um… Don’t tell Caraway and Lotus, because it’s not set in stone yet…I might be moving to Brindleton Bay too. 

Anise: Oh, wow. That’s awesome. 

Blossom: Again nothing set but. If I do, do you want to maybe move in with me? Like a weird “Brother is raising my child” club.

Anise: That’s a very weird way to phrase it and weirder that its true. But..Honestly that sounds amazing. I love living with Poppy but I can tell she wants to ask Watermelon to move it, but didn’t want to make me uncomfortable. 

All I want out of life aside from to save the world is to be everyone’s stoner hooker grandma who feeds you brownies and cookies and fudge and ice cream and tells inappropriate stories about “in MY day!” that end in clients leaving skid marks or writing me crazy emails and people will be like “wow grandma! Can I have another cbd gummy and a brownie” and I’ll be like “yes and bring me five! Do you need a head massage? Are you having safer sex”

anonymous asked:

lmao also not that this really ~matters~ but as a Sagittarius who has been involved with Pisces men this album SOUNDS like it was written about a Pisces. I could write a whole ass essay about this but I won't, but there's no way this album is about Calvin. we got better man and that's all taylor had to say about him

wow hit me with the astrology receipts

Holy fuck can people stop being passive aggressive about shit on this site for stuff people have absolutely no control over… Like something will happen and 2 seconds later a post will go around saying “wow Tumblr really doesn’t care about [insert random group of people here] because I haven’t seen anything about [event that literally just happened]” like…. You know damn well that people haven’t heard about the thing for reasons other than people not caring. Just skip the weird passive aggressiveness (which wastes everyone’s time) and just inform people because that’s the goal right? Like I get this isn’t the case for everything but holy shit you sure can tell when it is.

Sorry for the rant. I just see this kind of thing all the time and it feels like it values performative activism more than genuine care and action, much like Tumblr tends to do, so it pisses me off…

anonymous asked:

Oof I read your recent posts and i am here to tell you that you shouldn't overwork yourself if you don't want to but I'm only assuming- so :p I really love your art work though and I hope you continue what youre doing artpai! -some random

oh I never overwork myself. I just have so many ideas I wanna do and sometimes (all the time) I don’t get to them bUT EVENTUALLY!!!!!!! If I ever lose motivation it’s more like real life taking a toll on me and I’m just like -stares at blank canvas- hah wow this is my BEST PIECE EVER!!! 

and then I just set it aside for a while and binge watch animatics with my wife and then I’m p good to go again (like now at 1:03AM) – 


  • Joe Coscarelli: A lot of these songs are about alcohol.
  • Jon Pareles: Maybe all that booze is the Country connection.
  • Jon Caramanica: Wow, that’s, like, a good full circle.
  • Joe Coscarelli: Which she never sang about-
  • Jon Caramanica: So you’re saying this is her Hank Williams record?
  • Jon Pareles: This is her Hank Williams record. Well, actually I was thinking, you know Getaway Car, she could have sold that with Little Big Town....Getaway Car is basically an old Taylor Country song--
  • Joe Coscarelli: Turned into a Bleachers song by Jack Antonoff.

Luck — Fred Weasley Fiction

Wow! I actually WROTE something?? Sorry if it sucks hah. It’s actually based on a true story and if you’d like to hear it, i love telling it, even though it’s a bit tragic lol. Hope you like it(-:

PS: I might turn this into some sort of series? Maybe a few more parts? I’m not sure! Maybe if it’s popular I will!

July 1994, Paris, France

She had put on her favorite dress but she didn’t yet know why. She just felt like she should. She also spent extra time on her hair and minimal makeup for no reason at all, it seemed. She felt something different in the air when she walked through the doors of the hall.

“You’ve got to ask him tonight, it’s your last chance.”

“No way in hell will I ever be doing that, Cas.”

“You’ll never see him again! What’s there to lose?” Her friend sang, “look there he is!”

“Shhhh! Don’t point. I see him. Oh man is he cute.” The girl swooned.

“Would you like to dance?” They twirled around to find a boy offering his arm to Cassidy.

“If you don’t ask him, someone else will.” She said, leaving with the stranger.

The girl sighed and sat down on the benches lining the dimly lit dance floor. This was her favorite spot in all of Paris. She loved coming here each week to watch all the couples dance to real, live jazz! She’d been watching the boy for almost a month now, dreaming of him coming over to talk to her or ask her to dance. It was east coast swing, her favorite. The summer was ending and soon enough she’d have to go back to school and likely not come back for a long time. She sulked on the bench, daydreaming about how she wished her night was going when someone tapped her on the shoulder.

“Would you like to dance?”

She looked up and almost choked. She couldn’t hold back the grin that was now stretching ear to ear.

“I’d love to.”

He dragged her onto the dance floor and put his hand on her waist. The pair of them moved together slowly and gracefully.

“I’m Fred, what’s your name?”

“English!” She blurted out. She felt her cheeks blushing before she could even comprehend what had happened.

“Your name is ‘English’?” He asked, looking genuinely concerned.

“Oh my gosh no, I’m so sorry. My name is Annette, you can just call me Anna. If you want. Annette is fine too. It’s just kind of a mouthful, if you know what I mean. I mean, um. I’m so sorry.”

He was laughing hard now and other couples were starting to stare.

“I was expecting you to be French! That’s why I said English. I don’t know why I didn’t realize before when you asked me to dance. I have no idea what’s wrong with me. Oh my gosh but I’m not like… insane. Nothing is medically wrong with me. Except I have bad vision I guess.”

She couldn’t stop talking but he didn’t seem to mind. In fact, he seemed to be enjoying it.

“I like you, Anna. Or English. Which do you prefer?” He winked. She blushed. Her stomach was jumping up and down so high she could feel it in her throat. As they danced, all she could see was him and all she could hear was the band playing ‘La Vie En Rose’ and all she could feel was enchanted and charmed. It was as if the world around her didn’t exist.

They talked and laughed and danced the rest of the night away. He was from Devon and was on holiday with his family. He said he liked her American accent and she almost died. She explained that she too was on holiday but was visiting some family in Paris. They couldn’t stop talking and when the band finally played their last song, she still didn’t want to stop dancing.

“Do you live nearby? I’ll walk you home,” Fred said, walking towards the doors.

“Yeah, that would be nice.”

They walked through the cold air, talking about anything and everything. He told her about his favorite songs and the way his brothers pull pranks on each other. She could not stop laughing at his insane stories.

“This is me.” She said when they arrived all too soon at her doorstep.

“Right. I’m never going to see you again, am I?” He smiled kindly but his eyes said different.

“Probably not,” She winked.

“So it won’t matter if I do this?”

He kissed her and again the world around her melted. Their hands found cheeks and hair and they embraced each other for what felt like eternity. They pulled away and kissed a few more times, smiling yet heartbroken. How could they have found each other on such a wonderful night only to never be able to see each other again?

“I like you quite a bit,” he said, unable to look away.

“Me too, I think. I haven’t known you that long.”

He laughed,

“Goodbye, Annette.”

“Au revoir, Fred.”

He smiled one last time and left with a heavy heart.


August, 1994, Devon, England

The house was very tall and very beat up. She could hear all sorts of sounds coming from inside. She hesitated before knocking but when she did, the door flew open immediately. The woman was short and stout and squealing with joy.

“You made it! Are you hungry? Tired? Too hot? Give me that bag, I’ll get you a snack. I’m so happy you’re here.”

She asked her a million more questions before she could even get through the door.

“Molly leave the girl alone, I’m sure she’s exhausted. That was quite the journey. Do you remember us at all? You were just a wee one when we saw you last, I don’t even think you know Ron or Ginny!”

She faintly remembered the pair of them, from pictures and stories.

“Yes, I remember you from pictures and such. My mom talks about how much she wants to see you all again at least once a week.” They all chuckled.

“Well don’t worry if you forget a name, Merlin knows I can’t remember how many children I’ve got. To jog your memory, I’m Arthur, my wife is Molly. Our oldest is Bill and then Charlie, Percy is third… who am I forgetting?”

“The twins, Arthur! Fred and George! Ron and Ginny! How did you forget four of your children? Merlin save us.”

Before he could respond, three kids about her age ran through the kitchen and were about to sprint up the stairs but Molly called them back.

“Ron! Introduce your friends to Annette. She’s also staying with us until September.”

“Mum! We don’t have enough rooms for all these people!”

“Sorry about him and his so called manners, I’m Hermione.” The girl shook Annette’s hand,

“Those nitwits are Harry and Ron.” She followed the other two up the flight of creaky stairs, leaving Annette in the kitchen again.

“You’ll stay with her and Ginny, why don’t you go up with your things. It’s the second story, door on the left.”

She walked up the creaky stairs. This had to be the most interesting house she’d ever been in. She reached the second floor and found three doors, two on the left. She wasn’t sure which one to choose so she knocked on the first. Ginny Weasley did not open it.

The two of them were speechless for a minute before finally he said,



She dropped her bag and wrapped her arms tight around his neck.

“What are you doing here?” He asks, pulling away, a grin stretching across his face from ear to ear.

“I’m staying here! Our families are good friends and I’m moving to Hogwarts this year so I’m staying with you all!”

He kissed her about a million times before pulling her into the room.

“God I’ve got so much to talk to you about. I cannot believe this is happening.”

“Hi there. George. I’ll leave you two alone. Merlin knows the stories I’ve heard. He has a surprising amount of material despite it being what? Four hours you spent together?”

“Six. And thank you, goodbye.”

George left the two of them sitting on Fred’s bed.

“I am not letting you out of my sight ever again, just so you know.”

“I think that might turn into a problem but I’ll let it slide for now.”

“My god” he said, leaning into kiss her. “I just cannot believe my luck.”

anonymous asked:

Can we PUHLEASE have some sylvanas x fem reader headcanons?? 😘😘😘

  • I can see Sylvanas taking a while to warm up to somebody, like many others that I’ve written for. Maybe she wouldn’t even acknowledge her sexuality for a while.
  • Once she catches feelings at first I can see her outright denying them, telling herself that she doesn’t need feelings and she’s better off alone.
  • It takes her a while, but she eventually gives up on that mindset.
  • Especially if you confess to reciprocating her feelings.
  • If someone didn’t reciprocate, I feel like she’d wind up being especially bitter towards that person. She would hate the rejection, and she would hold a grudge for that for sure.
  • I can see her ideal female s/o as being someone who appreciates life and is grateful to have it (or be given a second chance if undead). They would likely be very opinionated and would speak up if they saw something that needs fixing.
  • There certainly wouldn’t be many that catch her eye, and that might discourage her female s/o, but she would likely make a very ham-fisted compliment about them being fine the way they are and to stop bitching because she loves them and nobody else.
  • Sylvanas isn’t very touchy-feely. In fact, if you tried to sneak a kiss or a hug she’d make a very disgusted noise, feigning irritation as she returns the gesture. You would certainly be able to tell that her cranky attitude was just a farce.
  • Letting her guard down around you would take some effort, and she would likely be quite cold about it at first, but she’ll get there eventually.

does the hp fandom conveniently decide to forget

“‘you do not care, then, about the deaths of her husband and child? they can die, as long as you have what you want?’

snape said nothing, but merely looked up at dumbledore” ???

my main problem with snape is that the only reason he decided to switch over to the “good side” was because lily was being targeted and eventually died. not because he realized that killing muggle-borns and muggles was wrong. not because he realized that pureblood supremacy was wrong.

and, then, he never ever developed as a person. sure, he was on the “good side”, but his actions to neville, hermione, harry, and really many other students were completely unacceptable.

he calls hermione an “insufferable know-it-all”, something that is extremely innapropriate for a teacher, of all people, to say, especially as he was no doubt aware of how hermione looks up to teachers. if he had not been so biased, he, like all the other teachers, would have appreciated the hard work and effort she put into his class.

his treatment of harry - though people try to justify it as ‘harry’s the reason lily’s dead’ or 'he reminds snape of james’ - is also unacceptable. being fully aware of the fact that harry did not grow up in a wizarding family, he proceeds to ask him difficult questions the first day of class and then sneer and mock him for not knowing the answers. his terrible behavior towards harry doesn’t stop as harry gets older, though, as seen with how snape has no patience or does not seem to realize that occlumency is not the easiest thing.

his behavior towards neville is so far past not okay it isn’t even funny. neville did nothing to snape, other than be lucky enough that voldemort didn’t go after him. neville wasn’t as bright as the other kids and had extreme self-confidence issues, as well as two parents tortured to insanity, and yet snape saw it fit to be a complete and utter asshole to him, mocking him to the point where snape was neville’s biggest fear.

and then we go back to the fact that severus snape expected lily, a muggle-born, to love him after joining a terrorist group targeting people like her and calling her a racial slur.

i don’t disagree that snape’s character is interesting and well-written, but the fact remains he’s a terrible human being and, while it’s perfectly okay to like him, you need to be aware that he should not be excused for any of his actions. tragic backstory does not excuse actions, it only explains them.


No matter how frightening it is…
   I won’t look away…
      if there is love at the end of everything…

  • pappa bakkoush: remember to bring the bottle!
  • elias: *sweating profusely* the bottle?
  • pappa bakkoush: yes the water bottle
  • elias: oh! ahah yeah dad the water bottle hahaha love that pure water gotta stay hydrated right fellas!?
Two Months

Request: friend zoning shawn to the point where he is begging to get out #request but rly u were too scared to let shawn in

a/n: HI!! i’ve been working on this one for quite a while and it’s finally done!! yay!!! thanks for being so patient with me everytime i pushed the upload date back lol but anyway, i hope you enjoy!! random side note - my family and i ate 5 pounds of potatoes at dinner tonight lol 

okay now enjoy reading and tell me what you think when you’re done!!

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- 8 months ago –

          Most people would think that sitting in a back room would be the most unentertaining thing in the world.  But when this back room happens to be filled with three of your closest, and backstage at the LA Staples center, a back room sounds more entertaining than any other room.

           “How long did he say the meet and greet lasted?”  Brian piped up as he threw a red skittle up into the air.  The skittle bounced off his nose and landed on the ground.

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