beyonce is the most consistently boundary-pushing, detail-oriented artist who has one-upped herself with every album, video, tour, and performance she has made and if you don’t consider her the best performer of our time there is clearly some underhanded misogynoir preventing you from seeing how incredible she is
by anon: Hiya!
can you do a fic where Sam and Reader are twins (twin brother and twin sister).
Dean is very protective when it comes to protecting his brother and sister. So
when Sam and reader are taken or threatened by whatever evil that’s after them,
Dean goes into a VERY overprotective older brother mode because nobody messes
with his little brother or sister.
Word Count: 2386
A/N: Sorry this might be a little confusing. This was my oneshot trying to
get out of my writers block, plus it’s just really hard to write a shifter
story without it being confusing because there are so many duplicate people,
“Gimme that remote!” Dean
yelled, lunging for you. Your laughter bounced off the walls of the motel room,
annoying him. He showed no mercy when he tackled you onto the bed and wrestled
for the remote.
Both of you had been trained
to fight practically your whole lives, but this feud was anything but graceful
and refined. This was the sibling rivalry. A fight for honor. Elbows and legs
were everywhere as you two grappled for the remote. Through it all, you were
laughing. Even when Dean head-butted you in the stomach and you had the breath
knocked out of you, you still managed to wheeze in laughter.
Ok so. Today I logged in on tumblr and I saw that I had a lot of messages and a post saying ‘video of Johnny abusing Amber. My heart stopped, I started to shake. I thought: ‘god no, it can’t be true, not him.’ So I watch the video and what do I see? A man at his lowest, completly confused and upset and in chaos. I see his wife, who instead of calming him down or leaving, is filming him and asking him questions like ‘what happened?’ and ‘have you drunk this whole thing this morning?’ with other words: getting a responds out of him, making him worse, provoking him, doing nothing to help him. I did not see a man who was violent, I was a troubled man. I saw images of a man in his own home, his sanctuary with his own wife, getting filmed, realizing he is being filmed and getting even more upset. A man who has been pushed to the edge. I saw a video completly out of context, I saw a video I wasn’t even supposed to see. I saw a man getting emotionally abused by his wife. I saw him all alone in a circus and noone there to help him, calm him down. Nothing but pouring kerosene on someone who’s already on fire. I saw a video who’s only purpose was to manipulate, controle and divide. My heart broke, I started to cry, I couldn’t believe that stuff like that had happened to him. Dear, precious, sweet Johnny; stay strong, I love you, I believe in you and I’m glad you are out of this terrible relationship. I hope you have peace of mind now. That you feel save, protected and cared for. I wish you could see all the support you are getting from your fans bosses. There are more of us then you’ll ever know. I’m proud of you my prince, always have and always will be. Shine on you crazy diamond.
//Sometimes it takes flying 5,820 miles to see the person you love most.//
Can I have a smut where you and sugar met during their stay in the states (somewhere random like a restaurant) exchanged numbers and became distant but great friends (who kinda like each other) but then you finally visit Seoul where things get wild between you two. *can I ask for some hardcore intense lovin?* lol
(This has a lot of content in it so naturally it’s long, just a fair warning)
“Thirteen hours huh?” I sigh, slumping in my seat. Why does it take so goddamn long to get to Korea? I should’ve just spent money on a jet Jesus. “Well, at least I get to see Yoongi” My stomach flutters at the idea… I only like him a little.
“Flight to Seoul Korea is now boarding” Standing up, I take in a deep breath. Don’t get me wrong, I love flying, but I also hate the idea of being trapped in a metal death bed.
I grab my suitcase, pressing the small button on the handle, making it pop up so I can roll the luggage. A small, black, leather backpack sits on my back as my laptop case digs into my shoulder, I casually stroll into to first class line, courtesy of an overbearing Yoongi. I swear it’s like he always thinks I’m going to get raped or something.
Sighing exasperatedly, I had the guy my ticket and he gives me a tight smile. “Remember to turn your phone on-” “Yeah yeah I know. Airplane mode, so on so on” I wave my hand at him aimlessly, dismissing him and he glares at me for a second, but then goes back to being ‘nice’.
I roll my suitcase over the metal floor, the sound of the wheels going over the cracks in the floor echoing throughout the corridor. “Thank you for choosing Korean Air. We hope you enjoy your flight” A small, middle-aged Asian woman greets me. Her hair pulled back in a tight bun, a small white flower resting in front of the bun.
I give the women a small smile then walk past her, going to my seat, secluded from the normal seats. I slide the handle back down then open the luggage compartment. Grabbing the suitcase, I bring it up and over my head, struggling to get in the compartment, but I get it done.
“The perks of being short” I mumble, taking my seat next to the window. I feel nervous… It’s been awhile since I’ve seen him…
AKB48 Former Generation Aces - Is the management always right?
Well since getting to know about AKB48 and stuff, of course I would go to Wiki48 to learn about some members and I can’t help but notice the words “Original Generation Ace.”
While some generation aces from their respective generations (e.g. Maeda Atsuko, Kojima Mako, Kawaei Rina) proved that they have what it takes, there were some that were sadly shoved aside.
In this post, I shall show you some of the original generation aces that were left behind and those who are in their generations who has rised above them.
(I am not trying to be mean. I am just sharing what I observed. Please don’t take this the wrong way)
Kobayashi Kana & Oshima Yuko
At first I didn’t believe it but it’s true. There were pictures of 2nd Gen performance and the centre was Kobayashi. From what I learned Kobayashi failed the 1st Gen auditions but managed to passed the 2nd one. As years passed, Yuko was known as one of the faces of Team K and one of the most successful members of AKB48 overall.
Right now, Kana is the only 2nd gen member who is still in AKB48 and in Team K.
Miyazaki Miho & Kitahara Rie & Sashihara Rino
Miyazaki Miho downfall is one of the saddest one for me. I watched her on AKBingo! from the start and she stood out a lot for me. But sadly now she’s barely on the show anymore. There was talk as to why she her popularity fell. One, her drop in ranks for senbatsu sousenkyo and two, her move to Team B.
Well, whatever the case is, despite being called an ‘Ace’ and has good skills for variety shows, around 2009 it was Kitarie has done well in sousenkyo despite the management not pushing her that much and ended up being more of a background singer for the senbatsu.
Another person who has rise from the 5th Gen is of course Sasshi. We all know this story. Sasshi has quietly moved up the ranks and has not proved to be a threat to anyone until she reached #1 in 2013.
Right now, Miho is currently in Team K. Can’t say that positions she has been getting is good but she certainly has gained a few more votes in the 6th Senbatsu sousenkyo although she was placed in upcoming girls. With the rise of more fresher members, Miho is one of the many mid-gen members who are struggling for popularity.
Takeuchi Miyu & Yokoyama Yui & Shimazaki Haruka
9th Generation is one of my favorite generations in AKB48. I got interest in AKB48 around their Sayonara Crawl single and Paruru has a lot of attention. So I thought that Paruru was the 9th generation ace but apparently it was Takeuchi Miyu.
I remember watching eps of AKBingo where Takeuchi Miyu appeared in. She was one of new faces of AKB48 at the time and from I’ve seen, she was also centre for the kenkyusei group at the time and eventually Team 4.
So she has been centre a lot right? But I was confused as to why Yuihan was the one promoted first and then Paruru was the one who got the “Management Push.” I have watched old videos of Team 4 and 9th gen performances, Paruru was barely at the front. So it just amazes me that Paruru leaped to where she is now.
One of the saddest thing is that Paruru is named the centre of Hashire Penguin and not Miyu despite her being Team 4 centre. Also, Miyu has yet to rank in senbatsu sousenkyo. It is arguably that although Miyu has good vocals, she does not transmit an idol aura.
Right now, Miyu is in Team B where her position in performances is not so good. Pretty sad to see a former centre being pushed to the last row.
Now I’m not sure if it’s the management or the fans that picks out the generation aces but I assume it’s the management.
So I just wanna ask, is it right of management to push the people they called “aces” aside just because they don’t have enough fans to market the group? Should they have treated them a little better?
Thought I should do this and really get it out to you beautiful people. This is another personal story for me, I just want to say, every single one you, whether it be a boy or a girl, you are all beautiful in every single way possible. And just know that if your trying to love yourself for who you are, thats fine! Take all the time you want because I have taken so so long to actually accept myself that I feel so happy that I can be myself. Fuck the haters because they’re just going to get whats coming to them. I love you all x.
I hated EVERYTHING about myself, from the top of my head to the tip of my toes, and I hated everything on the inside too. Just everything about my was wrong, wrong wrong.
I always thought to myself why I couldn’t be like the other girl, how I couldn’t look as beautiful as they do. I’m not smart. It was all getting to much.
You were receiving an extreme amount of hate since I was living with the Avengers who I adored and loved very much.
But also because I was dating teen heartthrob Pietro Maximoff. But they were right, I could never get up to his standards.
How could I stand beside my fit as boyfriend who was the most handsome man I had ever seen.
I was always scared that he would always find someone else along the way.
Someone who was better than me.
Someone who was perfect.
With a model fit body and no body fat whatsoever, her hair styled and brought to perfection, her dress code fit to wear anything and everything in her hearts desire.
I just felt like no one loved me, that I wasn’t a life were living, that I couldn’t ever be perfect. My family had always been very judgmental about how I looked and about what I wanted to live my life.
I hadn’t left my room for weeks on end now, the sadness and the loneliness getting the best of me. Many of the Avengers had come by, trying to get me into coming out of my room. Wanda, Tony and Pietro often visiting to try to get me to eat or to at least have a drink of water.
For hours on end, these thoughts would ring through my head constantly, unable to stop them as I began to find that what they were saying was absolutely true about me, that I would never ever amount to anything.
Another day, I sat on the edge of my bed in my room, silence filing in all around me as I ran my fingers over the long scars that ran over my arms, now healed over the past years.
I had stopped the cutting ever since I met Pietro, trying to turn over a new leaf. But recently, I was starting to feel like I should get back to that old habit.
I snapped out of my thoughts as I heard the door click open, not bothering to look up at the sound as I continued to mindlessly run my fingers over the lines that covered my arms.
I felt a pair of arms wrap around my torso gently, fingers running through my hair as a kiss was placed to my neck, ‘Y/N, my love are you okay?’
I shook my head, still not looking up as I continued to run my fingers down my arm when my hand was grabbed, his fingers intertwining with my quickly as he rubbed his thumb into my palm continuously.
I sighed heavily as he brought me into his embrace, his head now on my shoulder as he held me close and tightly. He kissed my head over and over, continuing to try to soothe my pain.
‘Could you please come with me …’ He whispered into my ear, tightening his grip on my hand. I nodded slowly, letting him take me up in his arms and pick me up.
He carried me gently through the hallways, not even running. My head was laid on his shoulder, my thoughts and mind somewhere else and my eyes wandering mindless around.
Finally we entered the dining area and the sitting area where he sat me down on the chair, placing some blankets over me and wrapped them around my body so I could keep warm.
Pietro disappeared, leaving me in the silence as I slightly wandered what on earth was going on. Suddenly the lights went down, dimming to a very comfortable lighting before a video came up on the TV.
It was a recording of Tony, a camera in his hand as he appeared to be standing in one of his rooms, fixing his hair quickly in his usual diva manner before looking into the camera.
‘Hey kid, I just wanted to start off by saying that I hope you are doing well, I know these past couple of weeks must’ve been rough. And I wanted to say that I know that what you must be going through must be hard, feeling like this must be hard. But just know that-that you have us! You have all of us here and whenever you want to talk and Mr. Max is not around, please come and speak to me and speak to some of the others. Just know you are worth more than you will ever know. Love you heaps.’
‘Is this on? I don’t even know …’ Steve said as he fixed the camera, trying to figure out if it was on or off, making me smile lightly as he let out an awkward cough.
‘Y/N, I want you to know that I’m here for you, just know you have people who are here and appreciate you for who you are and as your friend, just know that you are very admired by a lot of people including me. I love you heaps kid, take care!’
Next was Clint and Natasha, probably both deciding that it would be less awkward, ‘We thought we’d just some up our talks together and just say that you are an amazing person, a fighter and have a very strong beautiful spirit.’
‘LADY Y/N!’ Thor’s thunderous voice boomed through the camera, making me jump and burst into laughter yet again, ‘How could you think so poorly of yourself my dear, you are such a beautiful, bright spirited young maiden and Pietro and the rest of us are so lucky to have you around. Don’t think ill of yourself.’
‘Hey Y/N, I just uhhh wanna say that, I’ve got your back, lots of love to you and know that you can come to the lab anytime to talk …’ Bruce awkwardly said, ruffling his hair.
Wanda was next, her smiling face appearing, ‘Hey darling, I really want to get across to you that myself and the rest of the Avengers will always be by your side to support and love you. I can see it when you are with my brother, how much you love him and how much he loves you, and you are just an angel to everyone, even to the ones who hate you! Which just goes to show how kind you are. You really are a beautiful spirit and need to be less hard on yourself. I love you so so much Y/N, and admire you after all you’ve done for so many, and I just wanna say that looks don’t matter, its what is in your heart that matters. Love you!’
She blew me a kiss as she sniffed, trying to hide her tears as she gave me a little wave, my tears welling up as I let out a low chuckle. Finally it was Pietro, the camera shaking slightly before he placed it down, sitting back a bit so I could see him more.
‘Hey love, um, I want to say that … I want to tell you how I really feel about you and just that how much you mean to me and the others. To be honest Y/N, I don’t deserve you at all, you really are something special and you deserve everything you get. I know how hard it must be having your Father and Mother and your back all the time, which is just wrong! But I want to tell you that you-you are the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. Don’t you dare shake your head no! I know you are!’
I giggled slightly, tears falling down my tear-stained faced as Pietro pointed at me through the camera, pulling a face as he did before bursting out laughing.
He ruffled his hair nervously before looking back up into the camera’s lens, his eyes now glossy and teary eyed, wiping his eyes quickly.
‘I fell in love with your loving, caring heart, and it is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my life. I got damn lucky too that you are this beautiful on the outside as well. I wouldn’t change a thing about you. I mean that, truly! I love you darling, so so much.’
He blew a kiss through the camera, giving a little wave before shutting off the camera.
I smiled as a picture came up of all of us together a few months back when I was feeling better, I was smiling and looking happier than I had looked in a long time.
I felt arms wrap around me, looking up as Pietro smiled down at me, wiping my tears as he then whispered, ‘See, look how loved you are by so many people Y/N, how you can affect people in so many ways. You are worth ever minute of every hour of every day, if you didn’t live, I would die without you. And I love you so so much.’
He placed a gentle kiss to my lips before holding me close as I sobbed into his shoulder quietly, holding onto his shoulders in a tight grip as he rubbed my back comfortingly.
‘Y/N?’ I looked up to see the others, all smiling and some even having tears in their eyes at the sight of me. Pietro helped me to my feet, staggering slightly towards them.
I sighed heavily, taking a deep breath before speaking softly, ‘I just wanted to say thank you, to all of you for putting up with me in my state for the past few months … But also that you’ve had my back for the past few years when things got hard for me. And I realise now, that I have family elsewhere. And you are that family! You are the ones who picked me up whenever I needed a little push and this video proves it. So really, thank you!’
I was now in tears as Wanda brought me into her embrace, holding me tightly as she cried along with me. The others made their ways around us both, hugging us in a group hug, all of tears now falling down.
I knew from that moment on, that I didn’t need to accept anyones crap, all I needed to do was know that I had people who loved me for who I was, and that was the main part. To live for the happiness.
“Being happy doesn’t mean that everything is perfect it means that you’ve decided to look beyond the imperfections.”