-Playing videos games 24/7 -He gets competitive and pouts when you beat him -He sulks whenever you win at something and makes you cuddle him -MATCHING HAIR DYE COUPLE -Both wear punk af outfits -CHOKERS -Cooking meals together -Yoongi starts kissing you on the counter -”Yoongi, sOMTHINGS BURNING!” -He suggests couple shirts and you suggest disowning him -He’s grumpy until you start kissing down him neck -”Y/N, shit, if you don’t stop doing that I won’t be able to stop myself.” -He likes kinky shit -Biting, choking, handcuffs, Yoongi’s up for anything -He’s not good at apologies -He pouts until you forgive him -JEALOUS YOONGI -He gets jealous so easily and does that thing where he pushes him tongue inside his cheek -He takes ugly pictures of you wile you’re sleeping and send them to your friends -”Are you texTING JHOPE???” -It’s 4am Yoongi, just stop -Yoonseok bromance -Roasting each other 24/7 -Both are savages -Rap battles -His gummy smile makes you weak -He whispers kinky shit in your ear in public to see your reaction
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so i dont really give a fuck about survivor but i wanna put this out here
This is why we don’t trust cis “allies” and why allies shouldn’t cry about not being trusted.
Jeff Varner talked so much about he “fought for the rights of transgender people” and said all these great ally talking points about how outing people is violence. Great. He still knowingly outed a transgender person on national television in order to save himself.
What bothers me is that all of the talking points he uses makes it pretty obvious he does have plenty of awareness of trans issues and why outing someone should never be done. He knew better. And yet under pressure, in a god damned GAME SHOW, he thought if he played the “transgender people are deceptive and dangerous” cards he would be able to win. He didn’t hesitate to throw a transgender person under the bus if he could profit from it.
Fantastic that he got what he deserved for it - from both other contestants and from fans - but this is why so many trans people just cannot bring themselves to trust cis folks no matter how hard they try to be allies.
Survivor is a game show. I get that there’s enormous pressure to do well on it and win and being on television is extremely difficult on its own, let alone doing all the challenges and drama and whatnot. But it’s still a game show, and if this obviously well-educated “ally” couldn’t even refrain from trying to throw a trans person under the bus to save himself in a game show, there’s no reason to believe he wouldn’t do it in any situation that matters - say, employment for example.
The fact that he not just outed him but did so and insinuated that because Zeke wasn’t publicly out, he was being “deceptive,” is so ugly I can’t describe it. How in god’s name can anyone accept his apology when he knew what he was doing was horrible and yet still did it? What if it had worked? What if he just DESTROYED Zeke’s chances of going on by playing prejudice cards against him and not only ending his career on the show but - possibly - in the real world too?
What good would an apology do then?
An apology doesn’t cut it here. I don’t think anything Varner could say or do would make up for this or warrant anyone trusting him, ever. The fact that he knew better, he was supposedly educated on trans issues and still did not hesitate to betray one for profit, shows he can’t be trusted.
Any “ally” is capable of that.
Because they don’t fucking get it.
That’s why - while it’s great to have allies on our side - they should never be at the forefront of any movement, and they should never be fully trusted.
People always tell stories about women who give birth to Satan’s baby. But do they ever ask what it’s like to be that kid? Yeah… that’s me. My dad is literally the devil. It’s cool, I guess.
My mother was a virginal and devout Christian girl when she got pregnant with me. She knew Satan was the father, but she still refused to have an abortion. So after I was born, all she could do was try to hide my more demonic features. But that never worked. The others knew I was different in strange, unseen ways.
When I was six, I discovered that Dad would visit when I summoned him. I’d draw a pentacle on my bedroom floor with chalk and ashes. I’d light red candles, and chant Bible verses in backwards Latin. Then—there he’d be! Sometimes he’d bring me a souvenir from Hell, usually a tooth extracted from a sinner he’d tormented that week. But best of all, he’d cradle me in his fiery-hot arms and patiently listen as I’d recite the names of the bullies who had taunted me.
Naturally, they’d always try to apologize once Dad got hold of them. But he had no mercy. None! He’d dangle them upside down, belching scorpions from his mouth into theirs. The scorpions would sting their lungs and chomp away at their bones and soft organs until they were helpless, screaming bags of hollow skin.
His protective rage made me feel safe, loved, and empowered. So much so, that when I was thirteen, I summoned the courage to tell him about Momma.
His scowl deepened as I recounted how she had begun my forced transformation from ugly to perfect.
“She held me down and cut off my horns with a curved blade,” I said. “There was so much blood that it mixed with my tears.”
“Did she?” he bellowed, narrowing his eyes. “What else?”
“My tail,” I whimpered. “She tied a string around it so tightly that it withered off.”
“And your hooves?” he asked, holding my wrists in his fingers, tenderly stroking the raw, still-oozing stumps.
“She burnt them off,” I whispered. “But I look fully human now, don’t I?”
Dad’s roars of grief and fury shook the earth.
He promptly nailed Momma upside-down to a hot iron crucifix and placed a crown of jellyfish tentacles upon her head. And for three days, I watched her die. Her blood mixed with her tears as she begged me for forgiveness.
“Her anguish is nothing compared to what you suffered at her hands,” he said, putting an arm around me. Then he hoisted me onto his massive shoulders, just like when I was little.
“Listen, kiddo,” he said. “You’re perfect, just the way you are. You always were. How about you come live with me, and finally become the Antichrist?”
“I’d like that,” I said.
With a stomp of his dreadful hooves, he opened a crack in the ground, and we descended to Hell together.
I will not, under any circumstance justify what Jin said to Jimin in today’s Episode, not a chance, not at all. He was wrong, what he said was uncalled for and in a way hurtful. But I will not stand for this Jin hate bandwagon. Why are you all (specially maknae line stans) like this?
Your fellow fans are literally sending death threats to Jin publicly (proofs below) and saying foolishness such as he should leave the group, that he is cancelled or that his jealousy and/or recent popularity (?) got to his head. (Some of you even tweeted that to their public account).
(There are more comments like these)
BTS unfortunately has always made jokes about weight, eating habits and calling names that can actually be seen (and are) fatphobic… and it should stop, really. Bangtan should not use being “fat” as an insult, and I totally understand if you feel triggered/upset about what Jin said, it’s totally okay to be mad and disappointed… but what it’s not okay is all the hate Jin is getting.
Remember when Yoongi called Jimin a pig and all the backlash he got? It’s the same now with Jin though a different situation but still bad.
I know that Jimin’s weight is a delicate matter within the fandom and it’s used to insult him, but please stop inventing diseases and/or eating disorders we know nothing about… and for those people saying Jin does not care when someone calls him “pig” or that he didn’t went through any diet/mental stress over it…
And he was also called pig countless of time over this… even by his managers any time they saw him eat. His answer?
When Jin gained a little weight how did everyone else treat him?
Yet he had to endure that, pretty much just like Jimin had to countless of times. I’m not comparing nor justifying. I repeat, what Jin and BTS in general does is wrong, it’s uncalled for, ugly. But you are attacking Jin, calling him names when he has to go through this since probably before debut? This has to stop, Jin got called fat so many times and no one bats an eye, it’s deemed as “a joke among friends”, but now that Jin did make a mistake and apologized right after and checked how Jimin was (in a game in where they had to diss each other, but still bad), he’s being criticized (and it’s okay) but to the point in where he’s receiving hate and threats.
Not cool guys, you can be disappointed, mad, upset… but don’t send them death threats, it’s worse, it’s ugly. And by the end of the day Jin and Jimin are best friends, they love each other, they have lived together for so many years… you think you know better than them? You don’t. If you don’t like Jin then just say it, but don’t use this as an excuse to hate on him, it’s nasty.
why are people saying connor was abusive? idk where in canon is the fact that connor is abusive to his family addressed in canon? i feel like it isnt. all we see of him interacting with his family is his brief interaction with them in anybody have a map…. he wasn’t abusive, he was a snarky teenager. the only thing we know beyond what we clearly see is what zoe and larry say in requiem… we see zoe very clearly both in anybody have a map and in requiem blame her brother completely for his mental illness, she mirrors her parents opinion on it - connor’s drug problem is HIS fault and we see them view it as an annoyance not as a facet of his illness. larry is mad that connor “threw [the world that larry gave him] away”… i.e. larry gave him a good life, a good house, made sure they were in a good financial situation… basically “you’ve got a good life, why are you depressed.”
yes, we see connor being an ass to his family…. but i don’t think anything he did was anywhere close to abuse? he’s a kid who is sick and he is alone and his family isn’t doing anything to truly help him. connor is in no way perfect. he is not soft or pure…. but none of these characters are perfect. that’s their beauty. don’t put connor murphy into the “cinnamon roll” box, but don’t put him into the villain box either. as much as connor failed his family, they failed him.
(edit: i forgot what zoe said about him banging on her door etc., which is obviously inexcusable. i apologize for my mistake. just… remember that connor is a scared & lonely kid don’t villainize him for exhibiting ugly symptoms of mental illness that you can’t romanticize. obviously mental illness is NOT an excuse for abuse (i was in an emotionally abusive relationship for over a year and my abuser was mentally ill) but… don’t put any of these characters in a box theyre all so beautifully complex and deeply flawed and they deserve more than a box.)
And just like that, your fate was sealed - because Min Yoongi was absolutely going to destroy you. But hell, if you weren’t going to let him, or bask happily in the flames as he did so.
And sadly, at the time, you didn’t think that your thoughts would become so literal.
You drive me insane…You’re the scariest, most clever, bravest person I know, and sometimes I can’t catch my breath because I’m trying so hard to keep up. There will never be another like you. You realize that, don’t you? Billions of people will come and go in this world, but there will never be another like you.“ - Marie Lu, Champion
A wet city is one thing you are absolutely convinced you will
never grow tired of, or get used to. You were positive that you had
fallen in love, the first night it had rained in Seoul, because the
next day the city was wet.
The smell of the rain is one thing you will always admire. The
salty aroma mixed with that of the water was enough to soothe every
ache in your bones, enough to calm any storm in your head.
Request: could you please write a siriusxreader where he and james have the habit to take the cloak and stay up late in the commom room making bets about the couples making out and one night they caught their best friend, the reader, making out with a guy and she heard them and leave with the guy to her dorm and sirius stops talking to her and you can finish how you want?
we’ll have a boring night.” – Sirius said, sitting under the invisibility cloak
with James. – “I can’t believe there’s not a single…” – But he stopped
suddenly, when the portrait hole just opened up. He almost jumped up to greet
Y/N, but then he saw a guy behind her, hand in hand, leading him into the
“That was close.” – He breathed out as they plopped
down on the couch. – “I thought Filch is going to murder us.”
“No, he’d prefer to torture us first, haven’t you
heard that from him before?” – She giggled and rolled her eyes.
Rhys leaned closer and put his hand on her thigh.
“Well, usually I’m not getting into any troubles… like you.”
“I don’t know what are you talking about.” – She
replied with her most innocent face, looking up at him before he pressed his
lips against hers, kissing her so passionately and deeply she had to lean back
on the couch immediately.
Meanwhile, Sirius’ heart was beating in his ears and
felt he could just go and rip the bloke apart – but more and more he saw he
just really wanted to leave. He couldn’t watch this anymore. “I want to go.” –
He almost jumped up, but James grabbed his arm, pulling him back to the ground
just in time, while he was still under the cloak.
“What was that?” – Y/N asked suddenly, breaking the
kiss while Rhys rested his hand under her skirt.
haven’t heard anything.” – He said quickly, in the attempt to continue what he
started. A few seconds later she heard something again – and now she was sure. James and Sirius doing that again.
Anger filled her immediately; she always told them
it’s a terrible thing to do, but knowing that her best friends sneaking up on
She jumped up suddenly, taking the boy’s hand. “Come
to my dorm. It’s more private there, you know.” – She said loudly, glancing on
the corner where she heard the noises before. Rhys shot a half grin at her
before they both left.
“It’s nice to actually see you!” – Y/N yelled after
she arrived to the Great Hall, sitting down next to Sirius. James looked at her
almost scared, knowing she’d easily hex him. – “You really are both huge prats,
you know that?”
“Sorry! We didn’t know you had a date.” – James said
She looked at him across the table with a furious
face. “You shouldn’t do this at all! There’s privacy, you know!” – She said
loudly, trying to not shout. – “And what if I wouldn’t hear you? Then you just
sit there, watching me having sex on the couch with Rhys?”
Sirius shifted in his chair, but still stayed in
“No! We usually leave when that part comes.” – James
said in a low voice, causing her to roll her eyes. – “Look, I’m really sorry.”
She sighed, shaking her head before she turned to
Sirius. “And you have nothing to say?”
“Not really.” – He answered shortly, now even
bothering to look into her eyes before he stood up, grabbed her backpack and
left the Great Hall. Y/N was so shocked she couldn’t even speak for a long
“What’s gotten into him?” – She asked James, but he
just shrugged, looking at his plate, carefully avoiding her gaze. She shrugged
too; she get used to Sirius’ mood swings by now. Besides, she was still angry
with the boys for what they did.
But hours passed and he didn’t talk to her. He didn’t
even sit next to her at classes, when she asked something he didn’t even hear –
or just acted like he haven’t. At the end of the day, after dinner, she stopped
him in front of the Fat Lady, not bearing his strange and annoying behaviour
“Sirius, what is wrong with you?”
“Nothing.” – He said, ready to leave her, but she
grabbed his arm.
“Really? Because it seems to me you’re angry with me
since this morning. Or yesterday night.”
The memory made him angry immediately. “Well, sorry,
it wasn’t a pleasant sight for my eyes to see your sweet Rhys running his hands
all over you.”
She closed her eyes and shook her head, trying to
understand the situation. “Why is that bothering you, actually?”
isn’t! I just… I thought you’re not one of those girls.”
Her eyes widened in anger. “One of those girls?! You
mean like those girls whom you like so much, right? Those who let you in your
bed so easily? Because I don’t remember I’ve ever heard you complain about
them.” – Sirius opened his mouth, but she continued quickly. – “And I’ve never
complained either about them.”
“That’s completely different! And why would you
complain? It’s none of your business.”
Her jaw dropped. “Do you even hear yourself?” Yes,
that’s not my business, just as it isn’t yours what I do with other guys!” –
She shouted, causing several paintings to hiss at them. – “Or you’re the only
one who can sleep around? Using girls to make yourself better and forget
about bad things? To feel yourself not so lonely sometimes?”
As she stopped and Sirius’ eyes darkened, she knew she
crossed a line, but before she could’ve said something, he spoke up in a low
voice. “Fuck you, Y/N. Oh, I forget somebody already done that.” – He said
before he left, stepping through the portrait hole. She went after him,
seriously considering to curse or hex him from behind, or at least shouting
something to him, but by the time she was inside, Sirius was out of her sight.
She plopped down next to James, tears choking her and
face red from the anger. “What happened?” – James asked, eyebrows furrowed.
She took several deep breaths before she could speak
without crying. “Your friend angry with me, because… I don’t even know! He’s an
James exhaled slowly. “You seriously don’t know why
he’s angry with you?”
“Well, he’s because he thinks I slept with Rhys. But
other than that… it’s none of his business. He shouldn’t be angry with me
because of that!”
but… wait, did you say he thinks? So you
didn’t… you know.”
shot an angry look at him. “Not like it matters, but no. I was too angry after
I realized you saw me.” – And I like someone else anyway,
“And what the guy said?”
She shrugged. – “He was furious and left. He was an
James adjusted his glasses and sat closer to Y/N.
“Listen. You should talk to Sirius.”
“Sure, I will! After he apologized.” – She remembered
something then, and after she ran her fingers through her hair, she sighed. –
“But that’s probably not going to happen. I said ugly things to him too.”
“I’m sure you can…” – He started, but she cut him off.
“But he started this! It was his fault, right?”
“Talk to him.” – James said slowly.
“After he apologized.” – Y/N said again, leaving her
friend on the common room who rolled his eyes at her. She knew, very well that
Sirius too proud and stubborn to say sorry first. The only problem is that she
was the same.
And they managed to spend four days without talking
each other. It was only sarcastic comments or judging looks and short, sad
glances when the other hasn’t noticed.
Until they went to Hogsmeade together and the other
left them alone at a table; James, Remus and Peter went to another round of
butterbeer while Lily and Marlene went to the loo, but curiously, none of them
After ten minutes of awkward silence Sirius emptied
his glass and jumped up. “I go and kill them.”
But Y/N grabbed his arm. “Can’t we talk?” – She had no
idea why she said this, maybe the firewhisky, maybe the last four days were too
much without him, but she wanted to talk. Sirius looked down at her for a long
moment before he slowly sat back down, said nothing, but watching her
carefully. – “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said… what I said.”
He just nodded slowly, so she quickly folded her arms
and raised her voice. – “But I’m still angry with you, you know. You were…”
“An asshole, yes, I know.” – He leaned back on his
chair and took a deep breath. – “I’m sorry for sneaking up on you and for
everything I said after that. I… it’s really not my business what are you
doing.” – He only looked into her eyes at the end, and she could see the honest
regret and sadness in the depth of his pupils. But she only nodded as well.
“So are you and Robbie or Rick or something still
dating?” – Sirius asked, avoiding he gaze again, looking into his empty glass.
She sighed. “No. We haven’t… nothing happened.”
“Oh.” – He said in surprise. – “Why? I mean… only if
you wanna talk about it.” – He added quickly, seeing a flick of anger on her
looked into his eyes for a long moment. Mostly because of you,
she was thinking, but just shrugged. “It doesn’t matter.”
“But he didn’t hurt you, did he? I just learnt a new
hex and I’d gladly test on him.”
She laughed. “There’s no need for that.”
Seeing her laughing reminded him why he was so furious
on that night in the common room. “I really am sorry, Y/N.”
“It’s fine. But I still don’t understand why you were
so angry with me.”
“Because…” – He stopped for a second, thinking about
if he should lie or not, but the words escaped him before he could’ve think
through properly. – “I like you.”
She raised her eyebrows. – “Well, I hoped that after
long years of friendship you like me.”
And there was the perfect excuse; he could lie so
easily, but this time he wasn’t able to do it. – “No, I mean… it’s a bit more
than friendship… for my part. Or a lot more than that.”
Her lips parted and looked at him shocked before a
short laugh burst out from her. “Are you serious?”
He narrowed his eyes. “I am Sirius, Y/N, but we talked
Her face was still amused, but her voice was low. “Why
haven’t you… you know, asked me out?”
“Would you have said yes?” – He asked in disbelief.
“Yes.” – She laughed again, seeing
his shocked reaction.
Sirius tilted his head back and growled before he looked back at her,
staring for a few seconds. She was still grinning, and it made him smile too. “So,
now that we cleared that we were both blinds and idiots, will you go out with
She pouted, which turned into a smile soon. “I don’t know, you just
called me an idiot.” – Sirius let out a tired sigh, so she continued. – “Of
course I’ll go out with you, you dolt.”
Y/N could see a strange expression on his face, though it wasn’t bad, it
was some kind of wonder. He sat closer to her and turned his voice down. “Can I
kiss you?” – Her eyes widened after the question and fell silence. – “What? I
mean, it’s okay if not…”
“No, just, I’d never in my wildest dream thought you’re the type who ask
“You see, me neither.” – He said, leaning closer with every sentence. – “I
don’t think I’ve ever asked this.”
She giggled once more before closed the gap between them, pressing a
soft and slow kiss on his lips.