who can understand it

ok if our theories are right and the scene of rey completely wrecking shit with her Raw Power™ comes before the iconic Kylo Reaches Out™, then….

by the scene where kylo holds out his hand to rey, he has seen that rey struggles with the same immense power that he does. that she knows what it’s like to struggle with it: the power that alienated him from his family, the same one that destroyed luke’s academy. and he chooses to reach out because she’s the only person who can understand his burden and he wants to help her because they’re the only two people who can understand each other’s powers and the struggle that comes with them

knockmeoutbabe  asked:


1). “The skirt is supposed to be this short.”

Originally posted by spiffygizmo

Due to unfortunate circumstances, Prowl had taken residence on the Lost Light, much to the displeasure to some (read: all) bots. The two most noticeably bothered were Chromedome and Rodimus. 

“I still don’t see why we cant drop him off on the nearest planet and high-tail it away” Rodimus grumbled, spoiler flapping in a pattern (Y/n) recognized as “annoyed” or “im-going-to-throw-a-tantrum-in-about-5-seconds”, neither of which seemed very pleasing at the moment.

“Roddy, Prowl is a guest, and I’m pretty sure he doesn’t want to be here either, the least anyone can do is try to tolerate him” the human sighed, reaching over to gently massage a few of Rodimus’ visible neck cables, drawing a (very) audible purr from said bot as he casts them a thankful look as they shifted around on his shoulder, trying to get closer in order to reach more of the sensitive wires.

“We should totally have a dance-off at Swerves’“ he grumbled out, optics powering down as his engine continuing to rumble in a comforting purr, neither noticing a certain bot lurking around the corner, overhearing their conversation.

Prowl ex-vented harshly as he prepared himself for the quietly judging stares and whispers bound to follow his appearance. Prowl knew that he wasn’t very liked, or respected for that matter, amongst Rodimus’ crew, but he was grateful that the liasion was at least attempting to try and make him feel welcomed, he knew better than to naively assume the rest of the crew hadn’t warned them about his somewhat admittedly harsh tempter and sharp glossa.

As the bot continued to collect himself, he was not prepared for the scene that greeted his optics. There, in the middle of the bar, cleared of anything that might be considered a hindrance to any dancing mechs, were a handful of figures dancing away, the liason being amongst them.

Prowl was well aware that the human was considered a “young adult” by their standards, but in his optics, they were still a sparkling, and it was this thought that caused him to make a sound similar to clearing his vocalizer before marching towards the lisasons’ still dancing figure, bending down to quietly address them, but not before gathering everybot’s attention.

“May I ask why you’re wearing something considered provocative?” he quietly questioned, earning a bemused glance from a fellow human, one he could only assume to be Rodimus’ holoform, if their earlier conversation laid any weight to this situation.

“Erm, Prowl, I always wear this, I’m not sure why its such a big deal now” the liasion quietly replied, trying very hard to avoid embarrassing anyone present, themselves included.

The mech could only stare in confusion as he continued to stare at the liasion, trying desperately to ignore the smirking Rodimus that stood behind them. Prowl could only give a slow blink and hum as he continued to judge the offending garment.

“Why is it so… short?” he murmured, looking more than a little lost as he turned his gaze to the liasion, hoping for an explanation. “It’s supposed to be this short, its the design and style” the liasion patiently replied, more than ready to turn around and deck Rodimus if he so much as coughed at Prowl’s cluelessness.

With a quiet “I .. see”, Prowl returned to his normal height, giving a brisk nod to the liasion before exiting the bar, trying desperately to ignore the laughter that soon followed his departure.

May I ask what was with your sudden departure?” Megatron hummed through the comm-link, more than expecting to be greeted with a harsh reply, mildly surprised to be greeted with a somewhat meek reply, “The liaisons outfit was .. concerning .. in the least” was all Prowl managed before being drowned out in Megatrons quiet laughter.

I can assure you, that is the least concerning thing to happen aboard this vessel where the liason is concerned, just ask Rodimus” he managed to wheeze out, cutting the comm-link and leaving Prowl to process the new information.

“… Rodimus, you are a dead mech walking” Prowl hissed to himself, doorwings flicking in a harsh manner as he could only glare ahead, determined to reach his hab-suite before he strangled the concerning mech and giving a harsh scolding to the liasion.

Primus give me strength

anonymous asked:

When you posted...a relationship will force you to look in the mirror and really see your shortcomings...I couldn't have agreed more. I was in a relationship with a woman who didn't put up with my b's and she introduced me to so many things while we were together. The fact that she knew/did more than me and called me out on things,made me very insecure. I ended the relationship. I now know that she only wanted me to be the best version of myself and stop making excuses. I owe her much gratitude.

sometimes people are in our lives to teach us things. i can only pray that she has found a person that can handle how great she is and who understands that her wanting them to be great is a reason to celebrate, not be insecure. 

superultramegablasterkawaiigirl  asked:

Pq vc n chama alguém pra traduzir os diálogos? Why don't u ask someone to translate the dialogues? 'u'

Yeah I’m thinking about that, but I’ll need someone fluent in English and Portuguese (or just someone who’s fluent in English and can understand the shit I say in my bad English to put in a good english lol). Also I don’t want to bother anybody ;-;

anonymous asked:

Original Hux anon here. I ask because I’m a (Reylo-friendly) Kylux shipper, and I know that many folks in the Kylux fandom relate to/feel bad for Hux because of the physical and psychological abuse he experienced at his father’s hands. It was also confirmed in today’s Entertainment Weekly article that Snoke has been manipulating Hux in much the same manner as he has been manipulating Kylo, which has garnered Hux a certain amount of sympathy from unexpected corners.

My apologies — I thought you were trying to trap me (I’m also not thinking too clearly; my mother was just in a car accident. She’s okay, possibly a broken hand, but is being super stubborn about going to the ER. Sigh). It’s hard for me personally to sympathize with Hux — he reminds me more of the type of abuse victims who go on to abuse others — but I can understand why some people might interpret him that way and choose to do so. For me, I just don’t have that connection to him like I do Kylo.

Come home to me love,
I am the one who can understand those without words.
I may not speak so well, my words can be confusing
and perhaps I lose much with each faltered breath I take.
So you see I keep tight lips and wait, always hoping
that someone might see what I see;
that they might recognize the truth I hold,
yet am so willing to reveal
in so many ways - but I must be forgiven as words do escape me.
You will find me in silence
and there you shall come to know
the beauty within yourself as we gaze into each other’s eyes.



i understand. you found paradise in tumblr. you had some good posts, you made a good blog, the blacklist protected you and the tags were plentiful. you didn’t need a friend like me. but now you come to me and you say “outofcontextarthur, they’re not monkeys, muffy was a hippo”. but you don’t ask with respect. you don’t offer friendship. you don’t even think to call me godfather. instead, you come into my blog on the day my daughter is to be married and y

Dear family who want me around for major holidays,

If you haven’t worked retail since the Reagan administration, kindly FUCK OFF. Your Reagan-era and Reagan-inspired laissez-faire policies are why I fear retaliation for even considering asking off for any time in November or December. Yes, this will be my sixth holiday season in a row with no time off. I am well aware. I don’t have “seniority,” I can’t “pull strings,” there is no one who can “cover for me,” and my manager will certainly not “understand if I just don’t show,” not this time of year. Those are statements of things that were possible when unions were stronger in the 1970s and had the lobbying strength to make sure that employers weren’t running busy times on overworked skeleton crews with no backup. Accrued time off, and especially paid accrued time off, simply doesn’t exist anymore for anyone on an hourly wage, so even if there was coverage, I still need to eat.

If you’re so upset your children and grandchildren can’t see you for the holidays, maybe you shouldn’t have sold them into wage slavery in the 1980s and every election since with your voting habits.

Closet Softie

Or, How Bucky Barnes Nearly Ruined His Tough-Guy Rep

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The trail mix was gone. 

The nice, expensive trail mix, with twelve kinds of nuts and the big sunflower seeds and dried fruits, the kind Tony only rarely left sitting on the common floors for everyone to get at, was gone. 

Clint had been looking forward to that stuff all morning

All the way through a hellish morning “jog” with Steve, all through Nat handing him his ass on the training mats, all through firing the same batch of misweighted arrows over and over so Tony could take scans and fix the design, he’d been thinking, when this is done I get to go upstairs and hang out on the couch and watch Dog Cops and eat the good trail mix, guilt-free. 

And it was gone.

Clint was gonna shoot somebody.

Just as soon as he figured out who’d taken the trail mix.

kingofmemes posted:

yesterday i saw a sad duck in the park who kept getting picked on by the other ducks so today i brought some trail mix and we had a nice lunch together. also i think he might be the duck who pooped on sam last week. if so, he is officially my new best friend. 

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oh dear god reading what shit ppl have to say against all the sex in ACOMAF and EoS is just…so laughable.

Look…when I was 16…I would have read whatever books I wanted regardless of the sex in them. I read tons of adult books. I read Anne Rice’s vampire chronicles when I was like 15. Now, those books are not sexually explicit in the same sense as sarah’s books but they are….sexual. And definitely for adults. I read YA books that had sex. I read adult books. I read romance novels. I browsed the adult section of the library all I wanted.

And did my parents have an issue with it? My dad- yes. My mom? No. My dad was worried I would get the wrong idea from these books. Little did he know, I was already getting the wrong idea from other places and the books I read usually…helped me? And explained things to me that I was too afraid to ask adults about? Like…my parents never gave me the sex talk. They are damn lucky I read book with sex in them and that my school had sex ed. Because idk how I would have turned out otherwise. 

Look…there is nothing wrong with teenage girls reading about sex…especially loving sex that includes female orgasm and female pleasure. I mean in a perfect world, teenagers wouldn’t be bombarded by sex in the media. But they are. And it’s usually not sex that includes positive representations of women and female pleasure. So…I’m not going to get upset over YA books that include sex scenes w female pleasure? (both rowaelin’s scene and feysand’s) And emphasizes waiting for the right moment? (both again) And emphasizes knowing your partner well? And emphasizes trust in your partner (manorian). And emphasizes how it’s an important choice that needs consideration (elide).

In Sarah’s own words:

SJM: My editor never once said “you need to tone the sex down.” I mean I said [to my editor], “there’s basically like a sex marathon in A Court of Mist and Fury… .” But with all the intimacy in there … I wanted it to be part of the healing process for both characters, but I also think, you know, when I was teenager and even younger I read up — and I never would have gone to my parents with sex questions or sex ed in school. Books were the one place — especially romantic fantasy — where I could see these adult relationships play out and I got a sense of what a loving adult relationship could be like.

I think it’s important to have positive sexual relationships in books, especially where both parties are in love … not for the shock value. That whole “sex marathon” in ACOMAF — there’s so much healing and love. I feel really lucky that my editor saw that and saw that we needed positive representations of sex and that it’s OK not to just have sex, but to enjoy it, and for young women [to see that]. I firmly believe that young women can be with as many men as they want, we can have as many boyfriends as we want, we can change our minds, there are no limits to what we can do. I’ve been really grateful that I’ve been able to show a more real [sexual portrayal] of multiple relationships that [Feyre] has and not the whole fade-to-black thing.

I also think that…plenty of YA novels include graphic violence. And I just fail to see how that is any more excusable than sex? Especially loving sex? 

I realize there are reasons to disagree with this post, and I’m just going off of my own experience as a teenager. And how for me, personally, reading about sex was a good thing. And how it…helped me learn that my body wasn’t something to be ashamed of? And that my desire for sexual pleasure didn’t make me weird? or a slut? 

Also, the worst possible thing for me when i was 16 was trying to censor what I was reading. That just…always angered me beyond reason. And I just think that every person has to make their own determinations about what literature they want to read? And censoring books and taking certain books away from teens is not the answer because they are just going to find something similar? Or read it anyways?

And not every book is going to work for every person. Like someone might pick up ACOMAF and be revolted by the sex scenes. Or not understand them. The same way in that someone else might read the Hunger Games and not enjoy the violence and not want to read it for that reason. But these readers will find books that work for them? And you can’t just say “we shouldn’t have sex in YA” because for many people, reading is like…the only way they are going to learn about positive sexual relationships. So…the type of book that helped me when I was 15- books with sex- might not be the type of book that helps someone else. And that’s okay. 

I mean…there are some 15 year old girls out there who don’t know that the female orgasm is a thing. They don’t necessarily know the basics of human anatomy or how sex works. They don’t necessarily know that it can be pleasurable for both people. Especially in a country like American where sex ed is really badly done and not the same across all states. Like…no class I took mentioned the clitoris okay. None. And a lot of girls in my grade were having sex as early as 14/15….

When something isn’t good for the soul, you can feel it in your bones. Being more in tune to ourselves can help us understand who or what is leaving us physically, emotionally, or mentally exhausted. Once we gain control of this, of understanding where the negative energy stems from, we can steer ourselves in the right direction – moving from an unnatural state of stagnation to growth.
—  N.M.Sanchez


  • 707: Can you tuck me in?
  • V: ??? you handed me a shovel..
  • 707: Yeah just spread the dirt over me as evenly as you can thanks.

The violin scene at the end of The Final Problem is truly one of the most impactful moments (if not the most) in all of BBC Sherlock. I honestly am still speechless that Moftiss wrote something so profound. Eurus was beyond communication with the outside world after the events of this episode, back to the untouchable genius in her glass cage. But Sherlock. Sherlock, this incredible and kind man, who had lost so much to this woman, understood her and still reached out to help. He wasn’t encouraging her to play her own song, he was initiating a duet–so she wasn’t alone, even in her music. It was a conversation, it was understanding, it was connection. This man went beyond words, where others had failed and stopped trying, and showed her that she wasn’t alone. Sherlock has become- or perhaps he always was- one of the best men I’ve ever seen.