this time i feel sorry for you

About offense

People really need to get over the fallacious idea that offense is one of the worst thing one can do to someone. And even more than that: that something being offensive can never be useful. I’m sorry but some people should and need to be offended; because sometimes… hell, most of the times in fact, there is no way to achieve progress without offending some people along the line.

If, for instance, my kissing my girlfriend offends the religious right (no matter the flavour), then I’m sorry but they need to keep being offended until they’re not. Because feelings aren’t always right nor valid, sometimes feelings are wrong and above all you can’t prioritise offended feelings over humans and their rights to live in freedom and in peace.

I know that people on here will say that, obviously, they agree with the idea that homophobes should keep being offended and that it’s not what they mean when they shut down conversations over offenses and ask for “safe spaces”; but the thing is… this attitude is part of the problem, because it creates an atmosphere where suddenly every feelings become valid arguments in themselves and as such deserve to be given a platform over actual reasoned conversation, and it creates a society of echo-chambers of self validation where nobody ever see their ideas be challenged - including the people who’s ideas are bad ideas.

To give a concrete example: when I see American universities banning speakers such as Maryam Namazie or Ayaan Hirsi Ali, for the sole reason that some people might have their religious feelings offended, I don’t even know what to tell them anymore. Suddenly the violent opression and struggles of aheists and ex-muslims in the Islamic world should be silenced because… some westerners might have their religious feelings hurt? It has to stop, people need to stop privileging feelings and ideological purity over human rights.

And moreover; fascists of all flavours are using this platform that the well-intentioned left has created, to claim spaces that they should never have been given; it’s what happens when suddenly people’s feelings of fear, anger and offense become as valid as arguments as plain facts. When politicians, activists, people… take those feelings as face value and have forgotten to talk, to converse, to ask “why” and “are those feelings founded”. Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying you shouldn’t adress people’s concerned feelings - obviously you should and debunk them if needed - BUT I do not think using those feelings as arguments in themself a la Marine Le Pen is helpful, to put it mildly.

If someone’s offended feelings result in the oppression of someone else’s speech, of someone else’s sexual freedom, of someone else’s right to exist… etc… Then those feelings should keep being offended and challenged with more speech, more arguments and more conversation, it is in fact crucial that they are.

Let Her Go


Pairing: Dean x reader

Warnings: Angst

Word Count: 400

A/N: Just a gif blurb. Feeling a little angsty tonight. Hell, it isn’t much, but this is he kind of little thing I used to do all the time. Slowly getting back to it. YOU SHOULD TAKE NOTE, YOU’VE GOTTEN THREE FICS IN THREE NIGHTS. WHAT?! It’s also a part of my 30 days of Jensen and Dean. This is fic number TWENTY-FIVE. The line requested was, “If there’s anything worth dying for, this is it.” requested by @teepartyy It’s way more angsty than you hoped for. I’m sorry, but thanks for celebrating with me!

Feedback GREATLY Appreciated

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copaceticbrainbox  asked:

How did you meet your girlfriend? (Sorry if this is too personal you don't have to answer)

We originally met on this blue hellsite because Star Trek (and musicals), and found out we lived fairly close to each other (they go to school about a 30-40 minute drive away from me), so once school started to simmer down and we both had more free time, we decided to start meeting up in person. I realized I had feelings for them sometime shortly before we first met up, and by after the second time, I was much more certain of those feelings/what they meant so I knew I had to tell them about it soon.

Since I’m a fucking dweeb who overthinks literally everything, I was in the process of figuring out how to tell them how I felt when they beat me to it and told me they liked me themself! We were both shocked because honestly when the fuck does your crush EVER like you back??? (I mean obviously this time, but we both just got extremely lucky in finding each other.) I asked if they wanted to start a relationship and they said yes and we screamed some more. Now that the initial shock has worn off, we’re much more confident in expressing our affections for each other, and I’m completely enamored and excited to see where our relationship will develop from here. 💕

And that’s how a Vulcan and a Borg drone fell in love.

leonicstars  asked:

H..Hey SK(Senkiller) Long time no see.

@goldenpaws79

“…I’m fine, I guess. These kind of stuff…I’m used to it. It happens a lot between me and Sensy. But. I didn’t knew what came over me. Feelings are weird.” - Senkiller

“I feel bad about it still. Sorry Senny. I let my emotio-…” - Sensy

“DON’T talk about “emotiones” when I’m here, please?” - Senkiller

“No seriously I’m sorry. I promise I won’t do it again.” - Sensy

“I said “DONT”. So STOP IT. I am you. So I could tell whether you’re sincere about it or not. *sighs*” - Senkiller

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HAPPPY AROHA SELCA DAY!!! I LOVE YOU ALL ❤️❤️

soooo here I am, putting my face next to my ult bias again, what am i even doing and I added an extra picture too because I was feeling confident? 😅

yes that’s a disney princess nightstand with nct’s heads pasted on it, i’m not even sorry

also these photos are so hd, you can literally count my pimples, i’m sorry for this though

lets talk

ok lets get serious. i think we all know that the supercorp fandom is very over the top like 90% of the time and sometimes i feel as if we are just as bad as the person most of us hate the most(mon-el). whoever did this to rudhraigh is honestly such an idiot. its called boundaries people. what were you hoping to get out of this?!?! all youve done is create a worse situation. this is why katie is so private and not on social and media and frankly, ive see all the hate and issues that she has been through since she joined supergirl and honestly, im beginning to wish that she didnt because we are toxic. we hate mon-el when we are almost as bad as him. i really have no words except that the idiot who did this better watch out because people are gonna do some hunting and things are gonna get out


edit* they both have literally been nothing but amazing to us. no words honestly. what a shithead

Cold Cape Cod Clams, ‘Gainst Their Wish Do It

Rucas Fic Week 2017

Day Eight// AU + Free Choice: Unwilling and unable to face everyone on her own when it comes time to attend Auggie and Ava’s wedding, Riley Matthews hires a solution in Lucas Friar. Loosely based on The Wedding Date.

Notes: Obviously, this is an AU and it takes place in the future. The characters are adults. While I’m not someone who will ever write smut, and I don’t plan on getting particularly graphic with language or even implications, the vary nature of this story is a bit more adult than what I’ve written previously. I’d place the rating somewhere around a PG-13/14.

Also, this is essentially the first installment to what has started developing into a multi-chapter fic. So this starts a lot of threads and leaves them dangling by the time you reach the end. But you will get answers eventually.

Enjoy!


The invitation comes on a Wednesday and Riley immediately considers throwing it in the trash and pretending she never got it.

It’s not that she hasn’t known it would be coming–Auggie had told her about the engagement weeks ago and asked her to be what he called his ‘Best Sister’–but receiving the invitation makes it real. Auggie and Ava are getting married, they’re holding the wedding in Cape Cod, and Riley is expected to join them and the family for a week of wedding festivities at the end of the summer. Riley could just about throw up at the thought. It’s really the sort of scenario she’s been trying (semi-successfully) to avoid since high school graduation nearly eleven years ago, and if the invitation were from anyone else she probably would crumple it up and pretend it got lost or RSVP with an easy lie about not being able to get the vacation time at work, but this is for Auggie.

The only acceptable reason for Riley not to attend would be massive injury and/or death.

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anonymous asked:

Sometimes my favorite things about your posts are the comments they get because I die. Like I feel like everyone saves up their tumblr comments and when you posts they're like ITS TIME TO LET IT ALL OUT!!! It makes my day. Sorry. Haha.

lmaooo omggg i knowwww.. it’s honestly my fav part of posting too now. like all of you guys are so amazing and i can stress it enough how happy it makes me feel when i come on here and see ppl care about the crap i post even if its just me rambling. like ;-;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;.. sometimes i get really overwhelmed and Barb has to hold my hand with me because its like omggggg???? everyone is so funny and supportive and attentive. i’ll read a comment and know that whoever it was from was really paying attention from like months ago and it makes me szdkfjhsdkjf wanna cry. 

but plssss i really love the comment section so much and i’m happy i stopped doing the mass reply thing cause it didn’t feel genuine to me and then it’s like i’m responding days and weeks later. with the comments it’s at least in real time and like a big ass group chat ;-;;;;;

anonymous asked:

i dont understand the timeline of the latest clip. its been 10 days since the events of rhe karaoke but it doesn't look like it? was there a school break? what has sana been doing? i dont believe she's been talking to the girls but at the sane time if she ignored theme i believe they would have noticed instead of just menting the bus? sorry im confused

hey lovely! I understand your confusion. I discussed this with a few angels who were also confused and i’ll share with you my thoughts on this. 

10 days have passed. I don’t believe Sana skipped school. and I don’t think she stopped talking to the girls either. 

I think Sana spent a weak feeling hurt. she gave herself a week to be quiet, resigned, contemplative. 

and no one noticed.

I think maybe Even and Isak took some time from school because of Isak’s concussion and Even probably just wanted to hold his boy close until he felt up to going to school again. 

but I think why it felt like she was just walking into school is because last night Sana had just decided to take action. 

she gave herself a week to feel hurt, to be a victim. 

and now she is ready to turn it around. She doesn’t want to be a victim….to feel hurt and pain anymore. She wants to remove herself from this world. 

and so now that’s what she’s doing. 

we’re back with Sana now because we are watching her deciding to make a change….to shut the door on this world that keeps hurting her and making it difficult for her to be apart of…

so bye world

and hello Sana trying to make a statement

I can’t fit in with you so you can no longer fit in with me.. no one can enter my world now. Stay away. 

so yeah she’s probably talked briefly with the girls but very withdrawn. But now she has just finally decided to leave the russbuss so it looks like they are only just talking because the girls are finally only just noticing her. 

a bit sad hey? 

:( 

I hope this makes a little sense! haha just my thoughts. We are definitely back in real time <3

ephemeral; sempiternal

@hpwritersnet​: jily drabble for the prompt (eek this is late i’m so sorry!), and dedicated to the amazing and love/y @fleuvrdelacour, aka rachel. (i hope you’re feeling better!)

lily was softly painted skies on a canvas, knowing smiles exchanged across the classroom, and always smelling of strawberry shampoo. she was fireworks during new year’s, the soft, bubbling laughter of friends, and heartbeats so fast it may as well burst out of her chest. she was mint chocolate, mint ice cream, and fresh, mint breath. she was lightly coloured jeans, faded over time, gently flipped pages, and old books. she was black and white romance movies, delicate kisses, and the spring air. yet, at the very same time, she was burning fires, raging storms, and crashing waves. lily evans was very much alive, and real, and she was everything in between.

james was sweaty brows from quidditch, and grinning smiles from a match well won. he was a deep, deep red, and a burning passion. he was the drunken laughter from parties, the deafening shouting of games, and singing in the shower. he was messy hair, and throwing up in the toilet. he was climbing onto the roof in the early, early wakes of the morning—watching the sunrise, and the late, late stars of the night. he was effortlessly performed spells, and feet up on a desk. james potter was a hope—a bravery, and he was a daring soul, constantly, constantly flying for the sky.

lily and james were made to live through life. they were made to pass at a hundred and twenty, away in their sleep. they were made to watch the stars each night, and grow old saying “i love you.” they were made to watch their son grow up, made to watch their grandchildren grow up—they were made to make it.

lily and james were made to stay up late eating mint ice cream, cheering during quidditch matches, and kiss under the mistletoe. they were made for daring dreams, hoping hearts, and loving souls.

they were made to grow old. they were made to live until the end of time—they were made to last.

lily and james were made to love. they were made to live.

but things made aren’t always what they are, are they?

Busted

Pairing: Hani x Reader

Genre: fluff

REQUEST:  Hiya! Can you please do a scenario with Hani? her girlfriend is an idol and they are in weekly idol, Hani is hosting, but no one knows they are together, and everything is just weird? End it however you want I’m sure it will be great! Thank youu😘😘

A/n: Just one more everyone! Hope you´ll enjoy this scenario, once again I am so so sorry if it isn´t the best but I really couldn´t think of anything better than this and I sincerely hope that I will be able to come up with something better next time! xoxo - G

*gif not mine unless stated*

Originally posted by gay-shit-girlgroups-do

“If you girls manage to succeed on the very first try, we will treat you to something.” The rest of your group members started arguing over what food they wanted, but you didn´t feel the need to join. Your stomach was tied in knots and there was no way you craved anything to eat. You looked up at Heeyeon who just like you wasn´t her usual self, her nerves also eating her up from inside. Before anyone noticed anything you looked away, throwing in your own suggestion to seem a little more interested for the sake of the episode. 

“Remember that with every mistake one treat you picked gets removed.” Defconn, Hani and Heechul were carefully watching your group change choreographies to match with the song playing. Midway through the song, you noticed Heeyeon staring at you in practicular, biting her lip a little as your part came on. Her action threw you off guard, resulting in you tripping over your member´s leg. Due to your mishap, everyone lost their balance and fell over.

“Unnie! Watch out!” Areum laughed as all of you laid on the floor, forming one big pile. One by one you stood up, helping each other if needed. Unfortunately, that wasn´t your first or last mistake during the game, giving Heechul the perfect opportunity to point it out.

“It´s like Y/N´s not even here. It´s just her body.” How could you act normal when your girlfriend was hosting the programme you were in and you had to pretend there was nothing going on? You decided to laugh at yourself as you always did, realizing people may catch on quickly if you acted strangely the whole time. Hani also let out a fake laugh, sending a quick glance in your direction when no one else was looking. Jiae, your groups rapper also gave you a knowing look, covering it up by patting your back and telling you not to worry. To others it seemed like she was adressing your mistakes while dancing, but you knew what she really meant. 

~

“The last time we´ve done this was three years ago so a lot must´ve changed since then. It´s time to once again rewrite your profiles!” You swallowed, your throath growing dry upon realizing what the next segment was. 

“Let´s start with the leader, shall we?” For some reason, the speed at which they were going through your profile was incredibly slow. To you at least. Some things were rewritten, while others remained the same. The last fact almost made you choke on your drink, considering you had completely forgotten about it. 

“Her it says you´re the only member in your group who didn´t have her first kiss yet. Is that true?” Heechul looked at you curiously, his eyes not leaving yours. Hani cringed visibly, taking his attention away from you. When he asked what was wrong, she played it off in her own, Hani way.

“I just had to sneeze.” She then continued in making the grimaces to further confirm her ´lie´. That gave you time to organize words in your head properly, forming an understandable sentence. What were you supposed to say? Oh yeah, thats not true anymore. The person who was my first kiss is sitting right here. Or should you just say that you did have it? Then again, that would cause more questions about who it was with. Better safe than sorry, you though.

“No I didn´t have my first kiss yet. I guess I´m just waiting for the right person.” Satisfied with your answer they moved on to the next group member. You let out a breath, not realizing you were holding it the whole time. Why did it hurt so much? 

~

The moment cameras were turned off, Heechul approached you with a grin. He threw his arm around your shoulder, leaning closer to your ear. You were confused and went to ask him what he was doing when you heard Hani shout.

“Yah! What do you think you´re doing?!” Clearly all the formalities went straight out of her head when she saw Heechul get so close to you, her jealousy completely taking over. That didn´t seem to bother Heechul as he jumped away from you, pointing at Hani and started laughing like a maniac. 

“I knew it!” Then he grew serious again, stepping closer to you and Heeyeon who was now protectively holding and arm around your waist. He looked around and lowered his voice.

“Listen. All of us may have pretended not to suspect anything but others won´t. You should be more careful, got it?” Realizing he busted you, there was no reason for you two to try and deny things. It was Heechul after all, and you both knew you could trust him, considering he was a part of many relationship rumours himself. So instead you nodded, still a little dumbfounded from the whole thing. 

“Great. Enjoy your day, loverbirds!”

carmensandyeggo  asked:

Promptio Prompt: Gladio taling care of Prom 'cause he's sick as a dog-- not because he's a wuss...or bitchin' too much.

I know you’re feeling better now lovely so I’m sorry this didn’t come quite in time but here it is xxxx

—-

Gladio’s hard on Prompto. On the battlefield, when he slips up and gets other people hurt, on the road when he complains that his feet are sore. He’s hard on Prompto because he knows they need to be survivors - this world is tough, and things are only going to get tougher as they go on. He’s hard on Prompto because of the four of them, Prompto’s the one most at risk. The King’s Shield Gladio may be, but in a pinch, Gladio can trust Noct to warp himself out of trouble. Prompto’s liable to trip, fall, get crushed. Gladio’s hard on Prompto because damn it, he worries about him.

So the moments of softness, of genuine tenderness? They mean all the more.

Prompto’s been sick for about two days, and he’s worried that the others are annoyed. Annoyed because when someone’s sick, they have to book hotel rooms, buy medicine, sit around and wait for them to get better. Annoyed because Prompto’s just a tag-along for this trip and if anyone else had what he has, they’d probably be walking it off. But he’s laid up, head full of cotton wool, nose swollen and streaming. His lymph nodes are so big Ignis actually got out a tape measure. His throat is so sore that even swallowing brings tears of pain to his eyes. Yeah, he’s real sick. it sucks.

Ignis and Noct are at the Lestallum market, making the most of a couple of days spent in town. Semi-conscious, trying to doze through the worst of this fug, Prompto isn’t really all there in the room, so he doesn’t notice at first when Gladio comes in. He doesn’t hear the pour and click of the hotel room kettle being filled and boiled, or the clink of a metal spoon on a ceramic mug. He only notices Gladio’s presence when the mattress sinks beneath his weight as he sits down on the edge of it, a steaming mug of Cup Soup in his hand.

‘I can hear you trying to breathe through all that junk in your sinuses, so I know you ain’t dead.’

Prompto opens his eyes blearily. ‘Mnuh?’

‘Come on little guy, sit up a little. Get something warm in you. It’ll help. Just soup, no noodles.’

Aching all over, Prompto eases himself up into a sitting position. Gladio helps him arrange the pillows to support his back a little better, and sets the mug in his hands for him. ‘There. Can’t just waste away in bed all day.’

‘Sobby,’ says Prompto thickly, sipping at the soup. It’s piping hot, almost too hot to drink, but it soothes his throat some. ‘Fanks.’

‘No worries. Gotta take better care of yourself, you know? And if you can’t manage it, well. Lucky for you, I’m here.’ He smiles, reaching over to push Prompto’s sweat-dampened fringe up away from his forehead.

Prompto smiles back, knowing he must look like hell right now. He sips down more of the soup, and his throat feels a little freer. ‘You’re the best.’

‘I know,’ says Gladio with a shrug, ‘but you’re a close second, I guess.’

That makes Prompto laugh for the first time in days, but it soon turns into a coughing fit. Gladio patiently waits for it to pass, handing him some tissues. 

‘Sorry I’m gross,’ Prompto manages to wheeze.

‘Come on. You looked way worse after that Flan nearly ate you. Compared to that, right now you’re a supermodel.’

‘Stop making me laugh,’ Prompto groans, his giggles heaving in his chest. 

‘Never.’ Gladio took the now empty mug and put it on the bedside table before getting onto the bed proper and cuddling Prompto, all wrapped out in his blankets like a sad burrito. ‘Now get yourself some sleep. I’ll be here.’

Prompto rests his head against Gladio’s chest. ‘M’gonna get snot aaall over you.’

‘Like I care. Rest up.’ Gladio kisses the top of Prompto’s head, and stays there with him. Because damn it, he worries about him.

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Sure! I hope you guys like it! I really enjoyed writing this. Sorry it took ao long, I’m still feeling super out of it. IDK what’s wring with me. Anyway I hope you like the story!

Read the last one here! https://tomco-headcannons.tumblr.com/post/160751446472/i-really-liked-the-blizzard-fic-tom-was-such-a


Tom took care of Marco for a bit over an hour after their talk. “Tom, stop fussing, I told you a million times that I’m okay.” Marco laughed lightly. Tom sat down and rubbed the back of his sheepishly, blushing a bit. “How about you sit down and take a rest.” Marco suggested. “We don’t need two of us sick.” He laughed. Tom smile and sat on the bed next to Marco. “Thanks again for helping me out.” Marco beamed.

“You’ve already thanked me a million times.” Tom assured, rolling his eyes. “Besides, I like helping you.” He added. As soon as he realized what he said he blushed deeply.

“You like helping me?” Marco asked.

“No! Well… yes but… it’s uh,… It’s just a good excuse to be around you and I…” Tom trailed off, blushing furiously. Marco smiled big and scooted closer to him.

“Go on.” He urged. Tom gulped and blushed deeper.

“W-well… I like you Marco… I like being with you and I want you to be okay because…” Tom bit his lip and Marco felt a little smile creep across his lips. He moved closer and motioned for Tom to keep talking. Tom blushed deeper and coughed nervously. “I think… I think you get what I’m trying to say.” Tom mumbled.

“I do.” Marco giggled. “And I like you too.” He whispered this, part, blushing himself. Tom flared up and his face lit up, fire swirled around him and his eyes glittered.

“You do?” He exclaimed. Marco nodded and the demon him in a hug, drowning the human in affection. “Oh Marco you don’t know how happy you’ve made me!” Tom cried. “I can’t believe you actually… wow!” Tom started laughing and Marco pulled away a bit, smiling at the demon’s adorable look of joy.

“Oh look at you.” Marco giggled. “You make me so happy, Tom, you really do.” He promised. Tom wrapped the human up in a hug and Marco hugged back. He closed his eyes and fell against the demon fully, now feeling tired from being so sick. Tom looked down and saw Marco’s sleepy look.

“You can rest for a while.” Tom assured. He made a move to set Marco down but the human held onto him tighter. Tom blushed deeper. “Uh… Marco?” He asked, shyly. Marco smiled up at him and snuggled against him.

“Don’t go, please.” Marco asked. Tom nodded and pulled Marco closer. “Thank you for being honest with me… about how you feel… I mean I had a feeling after you saved me but… It means the world to have you return my feelings.” Marco yawned. Tom beamed and petted the human’s head. He let Marco doze off and held the human close for a long time. Tom hummed a little to him and closed his own eyes, resting his head on top of the human’s.

The boys stayed there for a while longer. Every now and then Marco would stir in his sleep and Tom’s heart would flutter. He held the human closer and enjoyed being so connected with him. And the best part was, Tom felt really truly loved. He knew Marco wanted him there with him, and he knew Marco thought the same of Tom. He felt so… wanted! And loved! It was wonderful and new and all he could do was love the boys who gave it to him.

“Tom…?” A sleepy murmur came from below Tom’s head and the demon looked down. Marco was peering up at him with tired eyes and Tom smiled warmly. Marco smiled as well. “You stayed with me. I knew you would.” Marco yawned.

“Of course I stayed with you.” Tom whispered, he reached down to tuck Marco’s hair behind his ear. “How could I leave you when I just got the chance to tell you I love you?” Tom asked. Marco blushed and Tom giggled. “I’m serious, I feel like I’ve been waiting for this moment my whole life and now I finally have it. I love you Marco.” Tom grinned.

“Oh Tom, I love you too.” Marco giggled, rubbing his eyes. Tom kissed him on the head.

“How are you feeling?” He asked.

“Wonderful.” Marco sighed in a dreamy voice. Tom laughed.

“No silly, how are you feeling health-wise?” Tom asked. Marco blushed and looked down.

“Oh, right.” He realized. “Better, I’m still so tired though.” Marco yawned. Tom took Marco back into his arms and positioned him to be comfortable.

“Well you can rest some more, I won’t leave, I swear.” Toom promised. Marco smiled and closed his eyes. “I love you, Marco.” He told the human.

“I love you too, Tom.” Marco whispered back.

“And I love you both!” A voice interrupted their romantic moment and the two boys, jumped, nearly falling off he bed. Star grinned in the doorway and Tom and Marco both blushed furiously. “Awww! You guys are so so so cute!” She exclaimed. “I just knew you guys were meant to be!” She giggled.

“Star!” Marco cried, scrambled his feet. “G-get out of here!” He stuttered. Tom blushed violently and covered his face with his hands.

“Aww! He’s getting all flustered, how cute!” Star teased. Marco growled at her. “Okay Okay, I’m leaving. I just get excited about how sweet you guys are!” She giggled. Marco made a face and Star left, after giving him a thumbs-up. She skipped out of the room and Marco put his arm around the demon and Tom blushed more.

“Sorry about that… she sort of really wanted us to get together.” Marco giggled nervously. Tom nodded and laughed himself, playing with his thumbs.

“Yeah… I sort of can tell. She seemed way too eager for me to come over and take care of you.” Tom recalled. Marco giggled and the two held hands for a while. “I think you should get some rest.” Tom told the human. “I’ll make you some soup for when you wake up.” He offered. Marco smiled and Tom scooped him up in his arms, putting him down on the bed and brushing his hair away. “See you soon.” Tom joked. Marco yawned and closed his eyes, but Tom stayed for a while longer, watching his human rest.

anonymous asked:

Autistic Germany...? In what way? Sorry, it's just this is the second time I've heard of this headcannon and I'm curious about the reasoning behind it.

Well im definitely not an expert on the autistic spectrum so anyone correct me or add more detailed hcs if you feel these dont fit!

sometimes autism prevents people from understanding auditory cues, and this could mean that it’s difficult to understand jokes, sarcasm, or other social interactions. Germany in this case i feel fits pretty well. In a lot of cases he doesn’t seem to understand right away why other nations say certain things, and this is especially shown in his interactions with Prussia. For example i linked a comic strip yesterday of Prussia telling Germany he would be good at playing the flute and when Germany said he barely knows how to play, Prussia responded with something like “You’re my little brother, so of course you have to be good at the flute!”, seemingly a joke, and Germany did not understand why Prussia would use that reasoning. He’s shown as not understanding most of Prussia’s jokes throughout the manga and anime tbh.

I’ve also noticed potential stimming and sensory overload! I actually made a silly post a while ago asking why Germany likes to squeeze heads (or anything really), or specifically Italy’s head, when frustrated. Someone told me that it’s a stim and tbh I agree 👍. With the sensory overload part, I read that it happens around crowded areas because sometimes a person will process too much sensory information and it becomes too much; suddenly bright lights and noises will bother them. One example I can think of right now was the scene in Paint it White where all the nations are arguing and Germany is extremely frustrated. You could say that he might have experienced overstimulation; the noise of everyone arguing bothered him a lot and provoked him to shout and slam his hand on the desk. After his shouting, he calms down. Shouting helped him relieve some of that sensory overload….

Anyway I hope this helps and I hope it’s a correct representation 👍. There are other posts I’ve seen in the past regarding Germany’s stinted emotions, and how that and his almost “robotic” or stoic attitude is a symptom as well. It’s important to know though that Autism is a spectrum and of course not everyone will have the same experiences, and that there are many other symptoms as well 👍👍👍

Used To Pt 2. ( V or Jungkook )

Used To Pt 2. ( V or Jungkook )

It was the monday after that incident happened and you weren’t sure how classes were going to be. You assumed that Taehyung and Hae Rin started dating and you didn’t feel like staying as the third wheel. However, you didn’t have anyone else to go to. After that day with Jungkook, you weren’t sure if it was just a momentarily thing to pass his time that day. So in summary, you were nervous.


“(y/n)! I’m sorry I didn’t text you the whole weekend. I’ve been trying to study really hard for the test coming up.” Taehyung ran up to your side. You looked around and back at him, “Where’s Hae Rin?”


The boy shrugged his shoulders, “Beats me. She’s usually late for first lectures anyway.” He chuckled and you forced a laugh too. “Anyway,” Taehyung started, “I didn’t know you and Jungkook were close? What did y'all do last Friday?”


You shrugged your shoulders while thinking of answer. What were you supposed to say? Lie to your best friend? Tell him the truth?


“Yo earth to (y/n).” You snapped out of your thoughts to see Taehyung who decided to stand in front of you. “Oh sorry I'm… I’m still kinda sleepy.” You gave a tired smile. As much as you liked Taehyung, you weren’t in the mood to talk to him that day and you felt bad about it.


You couldn’t help but feel that he replaced you and you weren’t his priority anymore wen though you two weren’t together. “You know (y/n),” Taehyung sighed while shaking his head, “After knowing you for a year, I can say pretty confidently that I know when you’re not okay. What’s wrong?”


You looked up to see a genuinely concerned look on his face and that just made your walls melt and made you want to open up to him. “It’s just that last Friday—”


“Hey you two!” You winced as you heard her voice. “Oh Hae Rin!” Taehyung greeted the girl cheerfully. “Hey…” You said rather unenthusiastically but she missed the tone you had, and so did Taehyung, for he seemed to have forgotten that you were in a bad mood.


“So there’s this movie that just came out and I was thinking, why don’t we watch it after the test this wednesday?” Hae Rin asked Taehyung and you started to drown out both their voices, looking down at your phone.


Just then, you received a notification.


Jungkook — turn around


Furrowing your eyebrows, you looked behind to see Jungkook with his clique walking to class as well. You smiled at waved at him. “(y/n), want to join us for the movie?” You heard Taehyung call out your name. You glanced at Hae Rin who looked shocked that Taehyung had just invited you and you weren’t stupid, you knew why she had that look on her face. She wanted a movie date with just him. You could feel yourself starting to dislike your closest girl friend but you couldn’t help it.


“It’s fine,” You smiled at Taehyungn, “You guys can enjoy your movie date. I don’t really feel like watching that movie anyway.”


“Really? But I thought you loved the book—”


“Yo (y/n)!” Jungkook’s voice cut Taehyung’s as you looked back to see that his clique had caught up. “Mind if we walk to class with y'all? I mean, we all have the same timetable.” Jungkook smiled at Taehyung who returned it forcefully. “Why not?”


‘What is he doing here’, Taehyung bitterly thought to himself. ’(y/n) never told me she was close to him… She never even mentioned him before. How long have they been close?’ He thought to himself, not realizing that Hae Rin was talking to him.


“Hey Tae? You alright?” Hae Rin repeated herself and he turned to look at her. “I’m sorry, could you repeat what you said?”


Hae Rin smiled, shaking heard head, “I asked if we’re watching the movie this wednesday?”


“Oh what movie?” Jungkook asked. Hae Rin looked at you and gave you cheeky smile that made you knew exactly what she was thinking of. “Hae—” You opened your mouth to stop her but it was too late.


“The latest movie that came out today! Maybe you should join us with (y/n)! Doesn’t that sound good?”


Jungkook looked at you with a smug look on his face and nodded his head at Hae Rin, “Why not?”


So that was how it officially started. Hae Ein excitedly kept calling it a double date and it broke your heart whenever you thought of her dating Taehyung. Little did you know Taehyung was trying to deny that same feeling.

Taehyung started spending more time with Hae Rin to get you off of his mind and you started hanging out with Jungkook and his clique. It wasn’t long till you just stopped hanging out with Taehyung and Hae Rin.


“(y/n)! Got you the sandwich you wanted!” Jimin passed to you the sandwich you tasted at the cafe the other day. “Aw thanks Jimin!” You smiled at your new close friend. Jimin and Yugyeom were sweethearts and they were great company. Of course not forgetting Jungkook. The four of you would meet up in the morning and have breaks together but it was always Jungkook that would walk you to your dorm even though it was still within the college campus.


“Looks like someone is finally going for lectures.” You teased as the two of you walked to your dorm.


“Most probably because I met someone who has such a strong influence on me.” He winked playfully at you.


“Oh really? Who is that amazing person?” You sarcastically replied.


“I kinda forgot her name.” He joked. You frowned, “That’s not very nice now is it?” He laughed and you joined in as well. “But for real, you are a good influence on me.”


“Well I’m flattered to hear that.” You smiled at him.


“(y/n)…”


“Yes?” You tilted your head, waiting for him to continue.


“Do you still like Taehyung?”


Did you?


Maybe you’ve moved on. Forgotten about him. Maybe you’re having a much better life without him. But no. Your heart still ached at the thought of him being together with Hae Rin and that just confirmed that you still liked him even though you stopped talking to him.


Your silence confirmed his guess and he had a small smile on his face. “Don’t beat yourself up that you still like him okay? It will take time to get over him—”


“What if I don’t want to?” You suddenly asked.


“Don’t want to? What? But (y/n) you know he’s been—”


“Yes but they aren’t official yet… I still can have that hope… Right?” You tried to stay optimistic, looking away as you felt that you were going to tear up.


“(y/n) i’m sorry but you have to face the fact that Taehyung—”


“What if I don’t want to Jungkook? Call me stupid or foolish or pathetic but I still like him even though we aren’t talking anymore! I still like Taehyung and I know it’s stupid, but I do okay?” You snapped at him with tears brimming in your eyes, Jungkook looking taken aback.


“(y/n)—”


“I’m sorry Jungkook.” You apologized, “I’m really sorry… I’ll see you tomorrow.” You muttered and started walking away.


Jungkook sighed, stuffing his hands in his pocket and looking down at the ground. “You go after her. I’m in no position to.” Jungkook spoke out loud and footsteps were heard right after that. Jungkook chuckled bitterly as he looked up to the sky, “To think that I was going to confess after that… How stupid of me to think that she’s moved on.”


“(y/n)!” You heard an all too familiar voice which made you freeze. “T-Tae? What are you doing here?”


“I saw what happened.”


You felt so embarrassed when you found out he heard you confessing that you liked him. “Oh…” You mutttered embarrassingly. “Look—” Taehyung started but stopped momentarily which made you look back up at him. Taehyung saw the hope in your eyes which made his heart break even more. He realised that he liked you. Taehyung liked you. That was all there was to it right?


“I’m sorry… Hae Rin confessed today and… And I said yes. It was a spur of the moment thing but I felt really happy but now seeing you broken just breaks my heart and I realised I’ve liked you for a long time (y/n). I messed up (y/n), I don’t know how to fix this but I’m really sorry.” Taehyung apologized as he slowly walked up to your to close the gap.


Your grip on your bag strap tightened as you tried your best not to cry. You smiled and shook your head, “No Taehyung it’s fine. You don’t have to say that. I know you like Hae Rin, you’re just feeling guilty about it after hearing what I said earlier. I’m sorry I stopped hanging out with you two. But congrats—”


“No, no, (y/n), I meant it when I said—”


“Taehyung.” Your voice was ice cold but broken at the same time and it shocked him because for all this while of being your friend he has never heard such a heartbreaking tone. “Please stop.”


Taehyung’s smile was long gone as his heart broke seeing you in such a conflicting state. You were sad, hurt, broken, but you wanted to stay strong and hide your vulnerability even in that state and he wanted nothing more but to hug you. But he knew he messed up, for he liked 2 of his closest girl friends at the same time, not realizing that he has loved one of them for a longer period of time.


“I’ll see you two around. Congrats once again Taehyung.” You smiled as you pressed the button, entering the lift that had arrived while you had that conversation with Taehyung.

There you were, lying on your bed, thinking about your day. Tears silently rolled down your cheeks as you thought of the memories you had with Taehyung. Those cafe outings and late night walks during the holidays when you were both at the campus for the holidays. Those movie dates that made you feel like you were having the time of your life even though you were just watching a movie. Those crazy laughing sessions you always had with Taehyung and late night cramming sessions at the cafe. It used to be just the two of you doing those activities.


It used to be so simple and happy.


Then there was Jungkook. You felt guilty for snapping at your new close friend. He did nothing wrong but you snapped at him and pushed him away when all he wanted to do was help you feel better. Jungkook may have not been there by your side since the beginning but for the time he has been, he has done nothing wrong but be such an amazing person you could rely on and you messed it up. Everything was wrong with Taehyung and Jungkook and you were at a complete lost.


You didn’t know how to face everyone. You couldn’t imagine how classes were going to be like the next day and you were dreading to find out.


“Life used to be so much simpler.” You muttered as you let out a sob, mentally hoping the next day wouldn’t be so bad even though you had to face Jungkook and Taehyung again.


What else has the world got in store for you?


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Okay I was expecting to finish up this story in the second part but I realised I really wanted to build up the relationship and tension between the characters so I think there’s going to be a part three if y'all are okay with it?

To be honest idek who is the reader going to end up with I’m just going with my feelings and emotions. Please let me know what you think of part 2 and if you guys want a part 3?

I might possibly turn this into a really short series? maybe 4 or 5 parts? what do y'all think of it?
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This video is dedicated to Georgina Callander, one of the many victims of the horrific Manchester terrorist attack at an Ariana Grande concert. I do not know her personally, but based on her twitter account, we had so so much in common: extremely huge Emilie de Ravin fans, huge Belle and Rumbelle fans, and Fifth Harmony fans. A Harmonizer and Emilie fan? That’s rare. Thus, while I do not claim to know her at all, I feel like I do. And I’m so sorry to her family and friends for having to deal with this tragedy that shouldn’t have ever happened. May she find peace in heaven. May her family and friends find strength during this time. This is for you Ms. Georgina. God bless. 

anonymous asked:

i'm too scared to come off anon but i'm sorry Kat i'm gonna unfollow. you're a good person, i'm just really not into su anymore. take care

Well dear I do am mad..

BECAUSE YOU DIDN’T LET ME GIVE YOU A HUG FIRST!!

Omg don’t worry angel, i’ve said it many times, you’re free to leave whenever ya want! I would NEVER want to be a chain to people, its actually on my sticky rules!!

Also, you don’t have to come off anon either, and there is 0 HARSH FEELINGS, i want YOU to have a good experience, and if SU ain’t yo thing anymore, thats super neato! no problemo compa! 

killerqueenrara  asked:

I luv your work so much I wish one day I be as talented as you are :D pls draw Kars next :DD

ooooooooo aaaaaaaaaaa thank you so much !!! ;_; i’m nothing special really but thank you sooo much jfhehghz !!!!

and here’s a kars !!! sorry it’s only a sketch though ;_;

anonymous asked:

What do you think of Ishida-sensei's new twitter icon with a black-haired Kaneki? Do you think it foreshadows the Black Reaper's return? Or do you think Kaneki's hair is going to turn black again because of those RC suppressants? How would you feel if the Black Reaper Kaneki returns? Thanks!!!!! Love your blog. Ahahaha I always stay up to date on your latest theories and all that.

Thank you anon! Sorry it took me so long to get round to this. Ishida’s icon is back to what seems like a regular Kaneki now - I don’t think he changes it for any specific story reason, just for what he feels like having at the time. I highly doubt that the Black Reaper would return, especially after last chapter, where Kaneki has resolved his dangerous desire for love which drove the Black Reaper to the extremes he went to. 

If he were to return, I would think that this would be a very bad thing for Kaneki…but a very awesome thing for me. The Black Reaper was my favourite incarnation of Kaneki. The image of someone who had truly given up all hope about everything, and someone not afraid to give back the shit Haise had taken for so long. “Shut the hell up”, throwing Tsukiyama off the tower and gambling on Kanae saving him, “Is this supposed to be my fault?”, working with the worst of the worst in Furuta, his whole dynamic with Eto, making the entire CCG feel very uneasy whenever he was around, the black/white parallels with Arima, his final gamble to save Hinami, the whole concept of dying in style, “You’re a cruel one, Touka” and the enormous difference between him and Haise…it’s like Ishida’s saying to the fandom: “You wanted Kaneki back? You got him, and you might start missing Haise. He wiped his own memory for a reason.” Also, he made the black hair that had looked meek on Kuroneki so badass! I wish we had gotten to see more of him before he disappeared, but it’s for the better where Kaneki’s mental health is concerned.

I think that Kaneki’s hair is going to stay white for the rest of the manga now (except potentially in an epilogue where it might be black again) since it’s the most iconic look for Kaneki - or else I’d start to wonder just how many times Kaneki’s hair is going to go through this cycle. 

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Dr. Isobel Crawley: Professionally thriving; personally, barely surviving

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“So do you find it helps you, this working round the clock?” he asks.

The question knocks the wind out of her. No one has ever asked her that. She has never asked it of herself. Well, old girl? Is it helpful? Is it necessary?

She pauses for an unnaturally long amount of time, so that she becomes aware of him watching her. She feels herself blush again. “I’m sorry,” she tells him, “only it’s been a very long time since anyone’s taken an interest in the reasons why I do things.” Pausing again, she tries to work out an honest answer to his question that doesn’t give away too much, finally settling on, “I find it’s best to stay busy.”

It doesn’t really answer his enquiry, but how exactly does one explain the gnawing emptiness in her heart that, given the opportunity, would consume her from the inside out?

He has the grace to accept her partial evasion and changes his tack a bit. “When you do find time to break away from here, what do you like to do?”

She looks at him blankly. His questions, while perfectly innocent, burn like a red-hot poker in her diaphragm. Scanning the catalogue of her mind, she comes up empty. The realisation chokes her.

He scrambles for a glass of water and hands it to her. “Are you alright?” he asks.

When she can, she nods. After she recovers, she tells him, “Your questions wouldn’t seem particularly probing to anyone else, but they’ve brought me to a rather startling conclusion about myself: I haven’t got a life, Dr. Clarkson!”


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