It’s hilarious, laughable, pathetic even, how love could either build you or ruin you and yet knowing this, people still chase after it like the rise of golden light beyond the horizon, or the last drop of dew in twilight, or the flutter of that one coral blue butterflies in buttercup paved meadow.
It’s frightening, daunting, startling even, how love makes your hands clammy like you’re being interviewed by the very man who founded the big shot company you’ve applied to.
And it’s utterly, impossibly, unbelievable how love comes in many ways like a bump and a spill of coffee on crisp white shirt, or a brush of hands upon a dusty leather brown book spine or an envelope obtained from a mailbox on one’s way back from grocery shopping.
Well, that’s exactly what’s happening to Min Yoongi, second son to one of the well-known elite families in Seoul. Most of the time, he couldn’t care less about family matters; business deals, dinner with alien faces and empty conversations─ those things he’s entitled to attend with mildly bored eyes and champagne he’ll never finish in one hand. But this particular matter, he can’t just not care. One, because it directly concerns him (as if the cursive letter of his name engraved in bold black against crisp white isn’t enough indication). Two, because it’s from a certain someone in his family who he’s fond of.
Is written on the top of the not so neat written paper.
Hi can you write something where Jerome reacts to someone making a rude comment about the readers weight? Thanks XxX
I sit on the couch with Jerome lazily laying my legs over his lap while the other boys look through the chest of weapons. “(Y/n)! Look what I have!” Barbra says excited as she enters the room with a bag. She sit it on the table and sits next to me. “Okay so I was shopping around and I saw this and oh my lord! It’s amazing! I thought of you! I had to get it! You can wear it for the GCPD massacre!” She pulls out a black skirt, pale black thigh high stockings, and black boots with a heel.
I gasp and examine each item loving it. “Oh Barbara! Thank you!” “You’re going to look so hot!” She squeals excitedly and skips off. “More like a size 10 sausage stuffed into a size 5 casing.” Greenwood insults from behind. The hand on my leg tenses.
I look up to see Jerome slowly turning to Greenwood with dark eyes. “What did you say Greenwood?” Greenwood smirks and leans over the couch. “I said your girlfriend is a fat ass.” I look down at the clothing and diss it away.
I stand and make my way to my room. To think I was actually having a good day. Silly me. I bury myself in the covers and cry. Why can’t I look like other girls? Skinny and pretty.
Yelling is all I hear from downstairs, then a bang, then heavy footsteps. The door opens and a steaming Jerome storms in. He paces the room and then rips the covers off me looking over my body. “Stand up.” I do as told and he pulls me over to mirror.
He looks at me and smiles. “What do you see doll?” “A ugly fat girl who can’t do-” “WRONG! Wanna know what I see? I see a beautiful woman who makes me happy. Who can do anything. Who has it going on in all the right places.” I laugh and look away only for Jerome to move my chin to the mirror. “Thick, beautiful, and strong. Just how I love em.” He winks and kisses my head.
Soo… I saw Rogue One again last night on IMAX. Some random thoughts:
In the bunker while little Jyn waits for someone to get her, in the low glow of the lantern light, you can see her silent tears rolling down her face. At eight, she learned how to cry silently. I imagine that, until she saw her father’s holo on Jedha, from eight until twenty-two, it was the only way she ever cried if she cried at all: alone and without a sound.
I’ve been pronouncing Chirrut’s name wrong for months now. I’ve seen this movie twice before. His name is not a text post. What the hell is wrong with me?
You can see how much Jyn and Saw cared for each other when they reunite on Jedha. There’s a lot of hurt, but also a lot of love that never went away.
The looks on Baze and Bodhi’s faces when they see NiJedha destroyed breaks my heart. You see it pass through their eyes: their home is gone, everyone they ever knew is now dead; incinerated.
I got chills every time Cassian shouted “JYN!” because this guy has no chill and I love it.
Jyn lashes out at Cassian after Eadu because he has lied to her and had intended to kill her father, but it strikes me that the hurt is amplified because up until then, she has trusted him more than she has trusted anyone else in almost a decade. And like in the novel, she doesn’t just feel like he lied to her–many people have lied to her–she feels betrayed because he mattered, and he’s shown that she matters to him somehow, too.
The first time I watched it, I was totally in the uncanny valley with Tarkin. Less so the second time, and this third time, I was like oh yeah, that’s cool, that looks fine.
TARKIN IS TALL. I never noticed this before, but he’s a giant. After we got home from the movie, we put on A New Hope and yep, Tarkin was always super tall, but he looked average sized because he was always standing next to Darth Vader who is a giant.
The lack of personal space, oh my gawd. I mean I noticed it the last two viewings and obviously during all the times I stared moonily into the various gifsets, but seeing it on IMAX, like whoa. They’re six inches away from each other practically every time they speak. One stumble and they’re making out. WHY DID THEY NOT STUMBLE EVER? STUPID SURE-FOOTED REBELS.
Ben Medelsohn nails the look of terror when Krennic meets Vader. By all accounts from the Rogue One press tour, he was legit terrified when he shot those scenes, and it shows, and it’s perfect.
Felicity Jones is fucking amazing in this part and I’m literally the fight me emoji (ง'̀-‘́)ง to all the haters because if all you want is obvious scenery-chewing to represent deep emotion, then get out of my face you clowns.
By the time we get to “welcome home,” Jyn and Cassian are so into each other, like, I cannot even.
Oh, Bodhi. You were key to all of this. Your bravery was the first domino to fall. Without you, none of this would have happened. And then, taking charge on Rogue One. Giving orders. What a change from the shell-shocked, post-Bor Gullet Bodhi on Jedha. Galen would have been proud of you, too.
When Baze smiles my heart melts a little bit and then I die inside because he’ll be dead soon, too.
“Your Father Would Be Proud” kicks in as soon as Cassian saves Jyn from Krennic on the tower, and I was barely holding my shit together right then and there.
THE LOOKS IN THE TURBOLIFT LIKE WTF CAN I JUST FREEZE TIME AND LIVE IN THAT MOMENT FOREVER? OK. THANKS. I THINK I’M PREGNANT NOW?
Jyn and Cassian walking to the beach is like peak handsomeness and beauty. Goddamit, Diego and Felicity. And goddamit, Gareth Edwards, you done good.
THE HUG ON THE BEACH IN IMAX PLZ SEND HELP.
Every single one of them died knowing that they had completed their piece of the mission. Bodhi patched through to the Alliance. Baze and Chirrut turned on the master switch. Kaytoo helped Jyn and Cassian get the data file. Jyn and Cassian successfully transmitted the plans. But none of them never knew for sure if the Alliance got the plans. They’d never know that the Death Star would be destroyed. They’d never know that they were all parts in the sum of the whole. But they all died knowing they gave it everything they had to give.
❥♡VIXX Reaction To Buying Their Girlfriend New Jeans, But She Can't Fit Them Because She's Gained Weight
Request: VIXX as bfs buy their gf a pair of jeans that she’s been waiting badly, she tries them on but she doesn’t notice the weight she’s gained in her rear end and the jeans won’t go over her butt is bigger than she expected.
What’s in italics is you/your OC talking.
A/N: In later messages, she also asked for it to be ambw, and for a mention of some big, curly hair. Hope it’s good!
“Aww~…Does someone need a new pair….in a size or two up?“
“Aww~…Okay, my adorable little fatass.”
You tried your hardest to pull your jeans over your ass, but you’ve gained a little weight. He sees you struggling to fit in them, yet he just watches. You give up after about 5-6 mins.
He might…like it…?
“Don’t hurt yourself.”
You tried even harder to force them into fitting over your all the weight you’ve gained. Not to mention your ass that was already big.
“Just stop. I’ll buy you some more tomorrow.”
The next day, Leo laid three pairs of the right size jeans on your bed for you to choose. All different colors, of course.
“Told you not to eat that cake. Pick your color.”
•“Wonsik, did you purposely buy a size down?”
“Oh, Y/n….Why must you even wear pants? Or anything for that matter.”
He came close to your ear and pulled your hair out of his way, then whispered in your ear.
“It’s only me and you, princess.”
He walked into the bedroom from the kitchen, and saw you struggling to pull up your new pants. He played with the long curls in your hair just watching you.
“Hey, how about I go to the store and get a size up?…And ice cream?” •“Won’t that just make me fatter?”
“Doesn’t matter. You get the new jeans you wanted and ice cream.”
Because Kirk once said ‘where I come from, size,
shape or color makes no difference.’
Because of the Vulcan concept of IDIC,
Infinite Diversity in Infinite Combinations, a celebration of differences.
Because Star Trek showed me a world where we don’t just tolerate or accept
diversity, we celebrate it.
Because Star Trek showed me a future where there
was peace, a united earth.
Because Star Trek showed me a future where race,
nationality, religion, gender, and sexuality did not determine the value of a
Because Star Trek showed me a world where we respect ourselves, respect
the environment, respect other cultures, and respect people.
I love Star Trek
because it gives me hope that humanity can do better and be better. We can
still do better.
frankly speaking, I have a love-hate relationship with these notebooks, but I guess love does trump hate bc I ordered them and am pretty excited to test them out! okay, so I love these notebooks because of their simple design and freedom of which you can design it yourself, but these notebooks only have 30 sheets! so, probably not ideal for school, hence why I had to buy so many of them, and let’s say it did not come cheap lol (at least for me). I bought it for $9 (per a pack of 5 notebooks) off amazon, but had to purchase multiple packs, so the price was bit steep. I would recommend it to those who plan to use it for recreational purposes! for students who just love the aesthetic and build of the notebook, go ahead and buy it, but make sure the price is worth it. these notebooks come in multiple sizes/types. I bought the B5 muji notebooks, however, they also come in A5, A4, B6, B4, etc.
pilot juice pens
I just ordered a 36 pack, but I’m splitting it with my sister since I wanted to save money. I’ve used these pens before and love the free flow of the ink and how it works with various handwriting styles! they come in so many different colors and shades making it fun to experiment with! I bought them off of amazon for $30 I believe (but technically payed $15).
I remember being obsessed with using these when my friend had bought a pack and honestly I still am. these fineliners are so beautiful and really thin in terms of the tip (.3mm). they come in various shades depending on what pack you get. there’s the pastel set, 10 pack, 20 pack, 36 pack, etc. all coming at various prices, however, they are not the cheapest, nor the most expensive. I may buy some eventually, and they sell on amazon for $7-$35 depending on which pack you purchase.
kokuyo campus notebooks
okay if i being honest here I used to abhor the design of these notebooks but after checking them out and doing my research I found myself falling in love with them. they are a bit more expensive than muji, nonetheless they’re still worth it. I plan on buying them when I have money (rip wallet) or maybe just solely sticking to muji notebooks. you can find them on amazon for about $10-$11 per pack of 10 notebooks.I know that @studyquill uses these notebooks, so go ahead and check out her posts and videos if you’d like a better insight on them!
*starts drooling* these backpacks are just so…so…aesthetic. for lack of a better word. however, aesthetic shouldn’t be the only role that plays into it, and it sure isn’t. these backpacks have amazing quality in terms of build and can last for years. they come in various colors giving you many options to fit your style. however, and you may want to prepare your wallet for this, its cost ranges from $80-$150 (or even more from what I’ve seen). amazon sells these for pretty good prices, most of the classic ones costing $80, so save up your money if you’re looking to buy one ;)
washi tape has so many different uses! use it as you would any tape, or for decorating your bullet journal, notes, etc. they’re really pretty and come in various designs. in terms of pricing, the more “flashy” the design is, the more expensive they get, but they range from $2-$15 dollars (also depends on how many rolls per pack). I’m thinking about buying these, but I don’t have a real purpose for it yet, besides maybe decorating my binders with it.
lihit lab pencil case
i just purchased this online at amazon for about $10, but it takes such a long time to come!!! i won’t be getting it until school starts, so rip (lol). i love how efficient it is, in terms of space for so many items, and the design is really nice too. the price is really good for me and…yeah! haha. oh! they also come in multiple versions/colors, fitting various styles.
I actually just ordered these and plan to do a swatch/review on them, but what convinced me to buy these were the wide range of colors and the fact that they’re double sided (highlighters and markers), so I was like a 2 in 1? yes! (I need to save all the money I can get lol) I bought 3 packs (yellow, blue, and pink) for $14.88 on amazon. the prices are pretty good, but try not to buy all 4 at the same time because some sellers charge $40-$50 for it (helll naaaaw, too broke for that). make sure to scope out good deals!
hope you guys liked this post! s/o to anybody who saw me accidently post an unfinished version of it on my main blog lol. inbox/hit me up with an ask on what you’d like me to make next. also, some original content comin’ up with my notes, and study space, and other stuff (haha)
don’t care, it’s not weird, I’m going to sit on you,” Jeff says, shifting all
200 pounds of his body onto Kent’s lap.
“I wish you wouldn’t,” Kent tells him.
“That’s pretty gay,” an Aces teammate says from where he is sitting on the
ground, demolishing his bowl of popcorn that he stole from Kent’s cabinets,
even though Kent had specifically told him to not touch his cabinets. “And I
have a boyfriend.”
“Shut up, I’m so scared, I’m so fucking scared,” Jeff says, burying his face in
Kent’s neck. “Did they make it out of the hallway?”
“I don’t know, why don’t you watch the movie?” Kent says through his teeth as
he shoves Jeff off to the side, which is rather difficult considering that Jeff
is insistent that he turn into a human-sized suction cup for the occasion.
“Seriously, could you let go? I can’t breathe.”
“Why did you pick a scary movie if you’re afraid of them, Jeff?” a rookie asks.
He’s lounging on the carpet, his head using Patrick’s lap as a pillow as he
scrolls down his phone.
“I’m not scared,” Jeff says, then curses as the woman in the TV screen turns a
corner in her hallway and the music grows more ominous. “This is for a team
bonding exercise for the rookies.”
“Which you hosted. At my place,” Kent says flatly. “Without consulting me.”
“You’re the captain,” Jeff says. “It should be at your place.”
When i wrote “A human sized bomb” I thought of Bakugou… is that bad to laugh at it?!
LATER, AT TODOROKI’s HOUSE: Shouto : “I’m back.” Fuyumi : “Welcome b- What is this?!” ; Shouto : “A gift from a classmate.” Fuyumi : (You’re finally making friends Shouto, I’m so glad.) “But why did you freeze it?” Shouto : “It’s a russian bomb. It would be dangerous if someone opened it” Fuyumi : “HUH?!” ;
I just cleaned and colored a fan-comic I did for april fool. But I think i got lazy in the end and rush it or maybe it’s because it was 5AM… haha!
The first time Neil meets Andrew, there isn’t any intention behind it. Or rather, there’s no intent to go out and meet new people. Neil doesn’t intend to catch someone’s eye and share a joke from across a room. And he definitely doesn’t intend to be rescued from his own drunk self by the same stranger.
Matt seems kind of alarmed to see Neil with a stranger - probably because Neil openly resisted getting to know Matt, the least threatening person in the world, probably, and now he’s in a decidedly angry-looking stranger’s lap on a curb. “Neil, I left you alone for five minutes, how did you make everything go wrong in that time?”
Neil doesn’t groan. He doesn’t. “Bad luck follows me?”
The blonde guy doesn’t laugh. Neil’s not sure he said anything. Neil really doesn’t know why he’s the one to follow Neil out of the bar when the world started spinning.
Matt laughs, a little. “Not entirely unlucky. You’ve made a friend?” Neil’s sure he’s sizing the other guy up, making sure he has no untoward intentions with Neil, but he doesn’t see it. All he sees is cement and surprisingly nice shoes (not his own).
“Andrew,” the guy offers, not unkindly. In fact, there’s not much of anything in his tone.
“Right,” Matt says, sounding somehow unsure. “Well, thanks for helping Neil. He’s kind of a danger magnet. I should, uh, get him back home.” Matt’s voice is hesitant, and even through the fog in Neil’s mind, he knows why.
“It’s Dan’s night,” he protests weakly. “Go back in. I’m fine.”
“Neil,” Matt says, and his voice is as hard as it always gets when Neil lies. “You freak out when I pat your shoulder and you’re in this guy’s lap. Can you even stand up? Don’t- don’t try it, man.”
Neil tries it. The world shakes, and he ends up back in Andrew’s lap, with only the addition of a hand on his back that might be for stability or maybe just for ease. Andrew seems nonplussed by all of these events. Any other time, Neil would be full of questions for Andrew. Any less drunk, and he’d ask them. Maybe it’s good you met this way, some self-preservation instinct suggests, but Neil isn’t sure this state is good for anything.
“Dan won’t mind,” Matt says, and Neil knows he’s right. “It’s part of parenthood, eh?”
So Matt starts to pull Neil up, and wraps an arm securely around his waist despite the height difference.
Neil was never really taught manners, but something sticks out anyway. He looks at Andrew with all the focus he can muster, trying to commit his face to memory, and says, “Thank you,” carefully. Andrew doesn’t respond, or maybe Neil just doesn’t notice, and then he’s gone.
Everyone asks me what diet I’m doing, if I’ve gone vegetarian, or if I’m doing weight watchers.
The answers are: no diet, not a vegetarian, and not doing weight watchers.
Has my diet changed? Yes and no.
Yes, here’s why:
•I make all my food at home now. I have 0 fast food unless I’m out of the house and can’t come home for food. Fast food includes pizza, in case you were wondering.
•I cut back on sugary drinks (pop, milk, juice)
•I cut back on junk food snacking (including candy)
And here is why it hasn’t changed:
•I didn’t go out and buy all these fancy health foods that don’t taste good to me. I literally make homemade meals that my mom would make and eat them in reasonable sizes. I buy food I’ve been eating for years. I’m not eating eggs and avocado toast with kale smoothies like an Instagram health model. I’m eating simple home made food that I know is healthier.
•While, yes, I did cut back on sugary drinks, I didn’t cut them off. I still have pop, milk, or juice from time to time, just not everyday multiple times like I used to. One cup of sprite is not going to kill me. (I might be a tad bloated for a little while, but who cares it was delicious)
•I let myself have snacks. I’ve just traded out less healthy snacks for healthier ones. Apple’s, peanuts, cashews, chips. As opposed candy bars, multiple bite size any candy, anything ridiculously sugary. (Peas and mashed potatoes totally qualify as a snack in my book)
•If I have a craving I let myself satisfy it. If I want some chocolate, I’ll have chocolate. If I’m craving a glass of root beer, I’ll have a glass of root beer. Trying to replace it with something else always leaves me unsatisfied and I end up eating more trying to fill the original craving.
So the biggest change I’ve made is actually taking the time to make food instead of going for the fast unhealthy option of fast food.
The other biggest change is not punishing myself or denying myself food I like in the process.
It’s not hard, but it’s not easy.
And anyone who says mashed potatoes aren’t good for a diet is a liar and you don’t need that kind of negativity in your life😉😂
White Diamond: Not a fusion, not poofed, not shattered, and definitely real - An Analysis
Let’s begin at the beginning: The Era-2 Diamond Authority Symbol:
It shows the symbols of Blue, Yellow, and White, all three of them triangles of equal size and distance. Turn the triangle on any three sides and it looks the same, but with a different Diamond on top.
Now let’s see the Era 1 logo:
Pretty much the same deal as before. Four Diamonds, equal size, distance, etc. What this tell us is that whoever White Diamond is, she definitely existed both before AND after the war, which puts a big fat strike in the boxes of “fusion,” “poofed,” and “shattered,” since why keep someone who isn’t around anymore in the logo if they did the same with Pink?
Now let’s take a look at our next glimpse of White, the murals:
First off, if we count the planets around each Diamond (presumably their colonies as of Era 1), we get:
- 14 White, plus the orb in her hands
- 7 Yellow (across TWO star systems)
- 8 Blue
- 1 Pink
Even considering the orb to be Homeworld, White comes up either short by one, or, if we consider some of the out-of-place moons to be dwarf planets, overshooting the mark. And speaking of moons, the most generous estimates tell us that:
- 3 of White’s have three moons, 4 have two moons, 3 have one, and the rest have none.
- 1 of Yellow’s has three, 1 has two, only two have 1, and the rest have none.
- NONE of Blue’s have moons.
- And Pink’s 1 planet, the Earth, has only one.
So, add that to the “not a fusion” category.
Next, let’s take a good, LONG look at White’s mural in particular:
SHE HAS A BLOODY GEM ON HER FOREHEAD.
Now, just to add the final blow to the fusion theory, let’s remember that literally (and I AM using that word correctly) every fusion on the show has maintained the same gem placement as their components, and none of the gems in said fusions have been hidden in any way. And let’s also remember that Blue and Yellow have a very visible gem on their chests, and Pink has hers on her navel. SO… If White’s a fusion, then where are those gems that are quite clearly NOT visible where they should be?
Conclusion: WHITE DIAMOND IS NOT A FUSION.
To address the poofing theory, let’s look at the prime candidate for where her gem has been alleged to have been seen, namely, the Pyramid Gem:
From afar, it looks perfect. Same shape and color for one thing, which is more than can be said for the old Lighthouse Gem = Blue Diamond theory. HOWEVER, here’s the size in comparison to Steven:
Compare that with the size of Blue’s in comparison to Greg:
Compensating for distance, IT’S ABOUT THE SAME SIZE AS HE IS. And it’s definitely not an outlier, since Yellow’s is about the same size:
Unless White is TINY, there’s no way that the Gem from the Pyramid Temple is the same as the one we see on White’s forehead in her mural.
Conclusion: WHITE DIAMOND IS NOT THE PYRAMID GEM.
(And while we’re here, let’s also put to rest that THIS (the one circled):
is NOT Pink Diamond, since the shape is hexagonal, not rhomboid as it is in her mural and like the other Diamonds.)
Which brings us to our last piece of evidence, the giant white thing on Homeworld that resembles White’s silhouette:
All we know so far is that, according to the Make a Wish kid who met Rebecca Sugar, it’s “not a statue,” which gives us the three major possibilities:
- It’s a ship (contributing to the Diamond Ship = Megazord theory)
- It’s a building, like Diamond HQ or something
- It’s White Diamond herself (which makes her HUGE, which would be odd considering how her mural and symbols are all the same size as the other Diamonds)
I can’t prove or disprove any of these as this point, but what I was able to prove is that she DOES, in fact, exist, and IS separate from the other Diamonds. That leaves only one more question:
Where the heck was she during The Trial?
Well, this ties into the previous theories rather well. Many people cite Blue and Yellow’s love for Pink and closeness between each other as reasons for why, if she did exist, White would have most certainly shown up, arguing that the Diamonds feel some sort of sisterly bond between each other. Also, people have found it odd that neither Diamond at the trial mentions her absence, not even so much as a disappointed look at the White section of the courtroom. And that is a valid question: Why wasn’t White at the trial of Rose Quartz, shatterer of her fellow Diamond?
“She doesn’t exist” shouldn’t be the first answer to come to your mind.
So far, we know that Blue and Pink were “close,” and that Yellow and Blue both “loved her,” AND that Yellow and Blue appear to have some semblance of a close relationship. We also know that Blue and Yellow both have a significant interest in the Earth and what happens to it and Rose Quartz.
What we do not know is whether or not White was as close to Pink Diamond as Blue and Yellow were. Maybe she wasn’t able to see her often, maybe she could never develop a close relationship with her, maybe she was just so busy running her 14 planets (the most out of all the Diamonds) that when Pink died, she never really knew her that well, and wasn’t hit as hard by her shattering and therefore doesn’t hold as much disdain for the Earth as the others do. Or maybe White shattered her and (correctly) assumed that going to the trial would lead to her being implicated like what happened to Yellow.
Why didn’t Blue and Yellow remark upon her absence? Well they arrived together from who-knows-where, so if they met up before entering the courtroom, and if they knew White wouldn’t be coming, they would have talked about it there.
In the end, White Diamond is most certainly NOT a fusion, she is most likely not shattered, and she is probably not poofed. She is definitely not the Pyramid Gem, and had every reason not to show up to the trial or even get involved in the story thus far.
She exists, is in power, and is a separate entity from the other Diamonds.