was actually trying

i honestly get so frustrated seeing karamels being like “omg he made her breakfast in bed!!!! so abusive *sarcasm* lmaooo @ antis!!” 

because guess what? abusers aren’t abusive 24/7. my mum also cooks me really delicious meals and tells me she loves me every now an then, but that doesn’t change the fact that she hits me and acts like she owns me and guilt trips and manipulates and silences and yells at me basically every single day. not always all at once and sometimes really subtly, but she still does it. just like mon el. so can you please stop invalidating and making fun of abuse victims?

this is not intended to be hateful in any way, i’m literally just trying to get y’all to understand our point of view and stop treating this as some kind of joke.

anonymous asked:

For the fic meme: "wait, that was you?"

“Wait, that was you?” Yuri asked. Otabek had just told him that they had met at Yakov’s summer camp and that’s when he remembered. He remembered Otabek very well now. That was you who was my first, and only lasting, crush?

“Yes, is there a problem?” Otabek immediately responded with a question of his own, and frankly, Yuri was still trying to wrap his head around the fact that this god that was standing next to him and had just rescued him, was in fact the very same person he had a crush on as a boy.

Yuri shook his head slowly, thinking about his next words carefully. “No, it’s just… I remember you too. I never managed to get your name back then, though. I never thought I’d see you again, yet here you are, swooping in to save my from my own psycho fans and then bringing me to probably the most beautiful spot in Barcelona. What’s your angle, Altin?” Yuri was, of course, hoping that his childhood crush was about to confess his own crush. This was, of course, purely wishful thinking and was not very likely.

“Only if you want there to be one, Yuri. I brought you here to ask if we could be friends. From the first day I saw you, I knew you were strong. There was something else in your eyes when you looked at me, and I’ve never known what it was.” He paused and stepped forward. “But if you’re asking for what angle I’d play if I knew for certain it would work out… I suppose I’ll tell you.”

Yuri waited a moment, realizing three things. One was that Otabek wasn’t going to say anything else without an answer from Yuri. The second was that this stoic bastard has said so damn much in the past ten minutes alone, and Yuri wasn’t sure anyone else really every heard him talk so much. He felt special. The third this he realized was that they were facing each other with only about four inches separating them. Yuri had a feeling he knew where this was going especially given the slightest hint of pink on Otabek’s cheeks, and he was, strangely enough, okay with it. When he spoke, it was a whisper. But there was no need to be any louder than that when they were as close as they were. “Tell me.”

He chuckled and smirked. “Well, I’d say something along the lines of ‘Yuri Plisetsky, you go on a date with me?’. And then maybe… Oh I don’t know, ‘Will you be my boyfriend?’. But that’s just an angle, isn’t it?”

Yuri’s heart stopped. His crush. Was planning on asking him out? Oh, this was almost too much for his heart to handle. Yuri glanced down at Otabek’s lips real quickly and made an impulsive decision.

One second they were standing there in a comfortable silence, the weight of the ‘hypothetical’ questions lingering between them. The next second, Yuri had thrown his arms around Otabek’s neck and pulled his face down ever so slightly to push their lips together. Otabek was surprised for all of three seconds, as he hadn’t expected this response from Yuri. He was certainly not complaining though. He placed his hands on Yuri’s hips and pulled him closer, kissing back happily.

When the kiss broke, Otabek smiled. “Are we gonna be boyfriends or not?”

Yuri rolled his eyes. “Clearly that kiss didn’t help you figure that out.”

“Maybe you should try again?”

“I think I will.”

The two ice skaters stayed where they were until the sun set, enjoying each other’s company and each other’s kisses. This was the start of something beautiful.

FIN

literally almost every anti-ks/’discourser’ blog is just

one brave soul hears word of a webcomic called killing stalking that’s only been referred to as ‘bad’. so they venture off to read it. they cant make it pass the first chapter as they were offended by woo calling bum a faggot (sorry i meant f*ggt) or something. they return to tumblr dot com with tears in their eyes and a horrendous tale to tell. ‘its bad’ they proclaim. hushed murmurs begin to fill the room as the crowd wonders of the horrors that have been seen. all of their followers whisper and nod in agreement to one another. despite never actually reading it,, they were too afraid too,, they could all simply come to one final conclusion. 'its bad’ their followers repeat in a chorus. koogi is then crucified and burned on a stake. 

Pretty simple pro-tip: if a friend comes out of the closet, especially if they are Trans: it isn’t about you.

Honestly this blog started out as a joke*, but it’s one of the greatest things in my life. Thank you all for your kind words.

~Mod R

Imagine DK and Hoshi getting ice-cream together and feeding each other spoonfuls of the cold dessert, despite both of them getting the same flavour.

I know I havent been on tumblr in ages, but next week I’ll be active (after I watch all the episodes I have MISSED).

Delicious picture (that makes me so jelly) courtesy of the lovely, @smoaking-excalibur

profhershel  asked:

As an idol, how do you build any personal connections with others if any at all? You're always going everywhere, meeting new fans. Does it get lonely???

“It can be a little hard, not seeing my friends for a while…But it’s alright, nya! Because all of the fans that help me from being lonely, nya~!”

if you think “Pluto should be a planet again scientists betrayed it” jokes are funny and topical in this the year of our fucking LORD 2017 I’m going to actually PUNT you, to Pluto, so you can sit on the damn thing because it STILL EXISTS YOU STUPID BASTARD IT WAS JUST RECLASSIFIED BECAUSE THATS HOW SCIENCE WORKS IT EVOLVES AS OUR PERSPECTIVE ON THE UNIVERSE CHANGES

anonymous asked:

hello! im sorry if this is a stupid question, but what's a system? Like in relation to BPD? I've been following this blog/trying to learn more about my bpd for a while but I only recently saw this term pop up?

systems are complex and hard to describe as they’re all rly different and function differently, but basically, systems equate to multiplicity, i.e. did and osdd-1. multiple people, one body.

did/osdd-1 does not relate to bpd (there may possibly be a correlation b/w the two, i’m not sure, but they’re still separate things). the term has only come up on the blog bc i’m in a system and sometimes talk about it.

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thats all, i just found this lance and i had to share him cause hes beautiful