will we ever see him with this color

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The “Angry Dark Skin Friend”

There’s a common pattern in many forms of black media where there are 2 black female characters who are friends or sisters, one being lighter in skintone, while the other is darker. Even though darkskin and lightskin women form friendships all the time, the way they’re commonly depicted in Black Media is what stands out and perpetuates certain stereotypes:

1. in the film/show/etc, the main character/focus of the 2 is typical the lighter skin woman

2. this makes the darker skin woman the “sidekick”

3. the lighter skin woman is portrayed as prettier, nicer, “classier”, more reserved, and/or overall more likeable and desirable

4. the darker skin woman is portrayed as shady, mean, loud, desperate, abrasive, aggressive, and/or overall less attractive (many would say “ghetto”)

These photos show just a few examples that came to mind…

Coming to America (1988) - The darker skin sister was more desperate for a man, chasing after Prince Akeem, Simi, and even her sister’s ex-fiancé. In the frame of society’s norms, this would be seen as “fast”, “tacky” or lacking in morals, which would therefore, make her less fitting to be a wife.

House Party (1990) - The darker skin friend (AJ Johnson) was the louder, more outgoing friend who was ready to date both Kid & Play, whereas Tisha Campbell’s character was more timid, and ended up being Kid’s “better suited” love interest.

Martin (1992-1997) - Once again, Tisha Campbell is playing the main female character, Gina Waters, and love interest to the main character, Martin Payne. While Gina is depicted as a kinder, classier, professional, “wifey” type, her best friend/assistant Pamela James, played by Tichina Arnold, is depicted as a loud, angry, man-less, berating black woman with “buckshots” and “beedeebees” in her “horse” hair, who was constantly butting heads with Martin.

Proud Family (2001-2005) - Penny, the lighter skin girl, was the main character with Dijonay, the darker skin girl, as the friend/sidekick. Dijonay had a less “traditional” name, as did her many siblings, was portrayed as louder, having more attitude, and was constantly chasing after Sticky, a boy who not only didn’t want her, but preferred the lighter skin friend, Penny.

Rick Ross’ Music Video for “Aston Martin Music” (2010) - In the early portion of the video, we see a young Ricky out on the block with other neighborhood kids, dreaming about owning a luxury car one day. Among the kids there’s 2 young girls, one darker skin and the other lighter skin. While the darker skin girl is quick to berate him and tear down his dreams of ever being that successful, raising her voice and waving her finger in his face, the lighter skin girl is quick to reassure him and support his dream. Once again, this display reaffirms the stereotype of darker skin women being mean, bitter, and angry, while lighter skin women are kinder, sweeter, and happier.

Q&A Cristina, Kieran, Mark and the politics of trust

“clockwork-artifices said: Hello, Cassie. I<3 Cristina, so i wanted to ask about her. She’s been described as someone who’s been hurt and betrayed in the past (and recently), therefore she doesn’t really trust people that easily now, so with that in mind i couldn’t totally understand 

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It was really windy and beautiful on campus today, and I got to enjoy it all even more because of my new glasses!😄

Happy trans day of visibility to all the closeted kids like me. Happy trans day of visibility for all the brown kids like me. Happy trans day of visibility to all the fat kids like me. I know we don’t see people that look like us very often in the media, but we’re important, we’re beautiful, and we’re out here. Go through this year uplifting and protecting each other. We need to be united now more than ever.

¡Solidaridad, siempre!

♂He/Him♂

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Hey, can I ask you a question? Sure. How do you know if a guy you’ve been hanging out with likes you? You like him? Uh-huh, but I think he hates me. Ask him. Doesn’t want to talk about it. No guy ever does. How do I know, then? Does he get that look in his eye when he’s with you? What look? You’ll know it when you see it.

anonymous asked:

Serious question: have we ever encountered a colour that doesn't look amazing on Harry?? I just saw your reblog of him in that red shirt and was like, "Damn, boy looks good in red" but really when doesn't he...

nO he looks good in every single color see 

1. red, as you said (ha that rhymed i’m a poet & i didn’t even know it)

2. orange

3. yellow

4. green

5. blue

6. purple

7. pink

8. black

9. white

10. hE LOOKS PERFECT IN EVERY COLOR OF THE RAINBOW

Haechan Appreciation Post
  • it’s finally this cutie’s birthday!! <3
  • he’s basically like a second ultimate bias to me
  • everyday may love for him just grows more and more and i’m so happy that i can talk about him a little here
  • even if it’s just a tinypart about my feelings, because my love for him is infinite and would be impossible to describe it with words
  • i’m just so deeply in love with him
  • but can we start talking about how perfect he is already?
  • first of all, he’s so hansome??? like ??? have you seen how beautiful this guy is??
  • he has the prettiest eyes and his smile is so breathtaking
  • i’m not lying when i say that he has the most beautiful smile i have ever seen in my entire life
  • i’m not fucking joking
  • hAVE YOU SEEN, THIS ??????
  • ignore our dream maknae and just let’s look at our 127 maknae <3
  • i’M OBSESSED WITH THAT VIDEO, WE CAN SEE PERFECTLY DONGHYUCK’S ANGELIC EXPRESSIONS
  • THE WAY HE RAISES HIS EYEBROWS IN SURPRISE, HOW HIS WHOLE FACE ILLUMINATES AND, MOST IMPORTANT, HIS SMILE
  • ALSO, HIS EYESMILE IS SO FUCKING ADORABLE???
  • he’s an actual ray of sun
  • also, his !!!!!!!! skin !!!!!!!!!! tone !!!!!!!!
  • so important and glorious, oh my god
  • my skin is really fucking white, like, everyone basically bullies me bc i’m super pale but him?? his skin color is so perfect
  • and i sWEAR TO GOD THAT IF SOMEONE MAKE HIM FEEL ASHAMED OR EMBARASSED FOR SOMETHING SO IRRELEVANT LIKE HIS SKIN COLOR I’M GOING TO FUCK THEM UP MYSELF
  • also, hAVE YOU SEEN HIS MOLES???
  • i’m obsessed with his moles, especially with the one he has in his neck but he also has a few in his face and ugh, he’s so beautiful
  • and he has a really tiny scar in his eye but iT’S SO PRETTY
  • lee donghyuck is a work of art, okay? HIS WHOLE EXISTENCE IS A MASTERPIECE
  • and also, his personallity
  • i’m speechless, idk how to explain how much i love his personality
  • he’s such a bright and talkative person but also he’s so respectful and so attentive at everyones opinions
  • also, he’s really mature for his age
  • he may be super playful and loves making jokes and being an idiot but ?? what’s the point??
  • it doesn’t change the fact that he’s super caring and protective, not only with the younger members, but with everyone, even with the fans
  • he’s so sweet and he’s always telling us how much he loves us and miss us and this world deserve someone so perfect
  • his heart is made of gold, i swear
  • also, can we talk about how talented he is for a bit?
  • his voice is so angelic
  • not only whe he sings but, his voice when he talks or even he laughs
  • god, i could listen to him for hours and never get tired of it, never
  • and he’s also such a hard-working person
  • you can tell really easily that he has real passion for what he does, and, despite his young age he’s so dedicated to it
  • even if there are like a hundred of toxic person trying to bring him down he still goes to stage with a smile on his face like if he’s not heart broken on the inside by all this comments
  • when in reality he’s a really sentive person and probably things like this can make him feel terrible in just a few seconds
  • he’s so strong, and honestly, that’s so admirable
  • this prince never  fails to put a smile on my face and i’m so grateful just for being alive at the same moment that him
  • he’s such an amazing example to me and to the youngest members and you can actually tell how much chenle or jisung love him
  • i  wish him nothing but pure happiness because there’s nothing in the world that he deserves more
  • i would do everything to keep a smile in that pretty face of him, i swear
  • god, i’m so in love with him

Originally posted by 127boys

there are so many things in carry on a lot of people dont realize. baz’s casual internalized homophobia, simon’s suppression of his feelings for baz until they hit him in the face.

i think the almost complete desexualization of them in the fandom is a giant problem. baz talks about trying to “wank out” his feelings for simon, probably attempting to think and look at girls (and straight porn). and this is sad but true, and we have to talk about it. this is how so many young gay people feel, and just the fact that rainbow WROTE this is legendary, because no one ever talks about internalized homophobia.

this was the point in which we see baz is most definitely a sexual creature. if i see anyone try to headcanon him as ace or demi ill rip my eyebrows out. he’s a neurodivergent gay man of color, dont desexualize him, dont desexualize the struggle many gay people (ecsp gay ppl of color) go through. internalized homophobia has everything to do with sex.

not to mention to fandom doesnt seem to think simon has any chance of being sexual in any nature other than baz’s wet dreams. yall completely infantilize the boy who was totally trying to get some of that vampire ass as soon as possible. and this probably has something to do with how he’s heavily coded as autistic, but im not gonna get into that.

you guys seems to forget simon and baz are adults but also still teenaged boys. theres more porn for keith and lance- two underaged boys- than simon and baz.

A lot of people chalk up battleborn’s failure to being released alongside Overwatch, but honestly I believe that, even if it was released in a vacuum, Battleborn would never see massive popularity. Not on the levels Gearbox and Pitchford believed. Like Battleborn is a 6/10.

For me, the big problem is the writing. I fucking hate gearbox writing. In gearbox writing, every character is obnoxious. They all spew shitty annoying memes and say dumb one liners about “Awesomeness” and “Badassitude!” and It’s all just so fucking annoying.

And of course, both games have creative character designs, but Overwatch’s characters actually have a sort of thread or logic applied. And more importantly, their designs reflect their gameplay. Let’s do an example.

This is Pharah. So let’s say you know NOTHING about Overwatch. Let’s look at the character from the top down. Naturally, you’re drawn to the face first because humans like faces. That’s a neat helmet! Sort of looks like a beak. Okay we have a solid bird motif. Ohhh, those are jets on her back! This character can clearly fly! Cool! Also, the angular design of her shoulders, chest, and knees show this suit is metal armor of some sort. This character is a soldier or fighter, and a high tech one at that. Finally, the exposed magazine of her weapon makes us understand this character uses a rocket launcher. Bam, we’ve gathered this entire character’s purpose and abilities without even seeing a second of gameplay.

Now let’s look at a battleborn character.

Okay, let’s ignore the fact that this is one of the worst, busiest, ugliest mech designs I’ve ever seen. We naturally look at the pilot first because he’s a different color than everything around him. You’ll have to squint because you can barely see the fucker. So he’s a penguin. Okay. Why is he a penguin? Why is this penguin in a mech? Is the mech ice themed? Well, it’s yellow and orange, which invokes thoughts of fire and heat. I mean there’s a gun there. Is it a flamethrower? But there’s a clear “Sharp and spiky” motif going on here, with spikes and blades all over the place. Is this a melee character? Is the penguin evil? If so why does he have cute little rosy cheeks? Is that the joke?

I think this is BB’s biggest fault. Because, like Overwatch, this game is driven almost entirely by character design. And don’t get me started on this bullshit.

Why do people still take drugs?

The drugs are as old as humanity itself, and they certainly fulfill something of immense value. I am against drugs, but my being against drugs is for the same reason as for thousands of years people have been addicted to the drugs.

It may look very strange. The drugs are capable to give you a hallucinatory experience beyond the mundane world. That is the experience that is being searched through meditation.

Meditation brings you to the real experience, and drug gives you just a hallucination, a dream-like experience but very similar. To meditate is difficult.

The drug is cheap. But the attraction for drugs is spiritual.

Man is not satisfied with his mundane existence. He wants to know something more. He wants to be something more. Just the ordinary life seems so flat, so meaningless, that if this is all then suicide seems to be the only way out of it. It gives no ecstasy, no joy. On the contrary, it goes on piling you up with more and more misery, anxiety, disease, old age and, finally, death.

From the cradle to the grave, the ordinary life is just a drag. People go on living it because they are cowards. Otherwise, they will commit suicide. They don’t have the courage enough to commit suicide. But this is not something one can rejoice in.

You can drag on but you cannot call it living. There is no dance in it, no color in it. It is just a vast desert spreading as far as you can see, with no oasis anywhere.

I am reminded of one of the dreams of Leo Tolstoy. It is a rare dream. It is also unique that it went on repeating continuously almost his whole life. As long as he could remember, the dream was happening. And the dream is very strange.

In his dream he sees a vast desert and two gumboots without anybody in them, just the two gumboots without any feet inside them, are walking. They go on walking and they go on walking, and there is no end to this walk. The desert is endless. And he always woke up perspiring, his heart beating louder, gripped* with great fear.

Without going to any psychoanalyst, he knew the meaning. He himself was a genius. He knew that this is his life, this is not a dream. It is not even symbolic. It is exactly his life. Where he is going? Wherever he goes he will end into the grave. Who is going he does not know. The gumboots are empty.

He is unaware of anybody inside. He is unacquainted of the person who is wearing the gumboots. He is invisible. All that is visible is the gumboots and the desert, and the tedious journey, pointless, meaningless.

This is the reason that drugs have attracted man since the very beginning. And they have at least given him a temporary relief. Only a few people tried meditation. And my own understanding is, these people also tried meditation because drugs at a point become useless. You become immune.

In the beginning, they give you tremendous experiences, but soon they become almost part of your body chemistry. Then if you don’t take them you are in trouble. Your whole chemistry wants them. If you take them, you gain nothing.

You go on increasing the doses.

In India where the experiments with drugs must have been the oldest, because the oldest scripture in the world is Rigveda*, the religious source book of the Hindus, it talks about a certain drug, Somras*. Because of this Somras*, Aldous Huxley has called the ultimate drug one day, when LSD is refined and there is no side effect, it will be called Soma. The name is from Rigveda*.

Rigveda* according to Hindus is ninety thousand years old, and nobody has been able to prove that they are wrong because their arguments for its old age are almost irrefutable. They are not logical, otherwise, it would have been easy.

They are astronomical.

In Rigveda* there is a description of a certain combination of stars that had happened according to modern astronomers also ninety thousand years before.

Now there is no way for the people who were writing Rigveda* to describe it in absolute detail unless they have seen it.

Now, this is such an evidence that you cannot do anything about it. The astronomers say for ninety thousand years that combination has not been again in the sky. So certainly whoever was writing it was fully aware of the combination of stars at that time.

For ninety thousand years Hindus have accepted drugs almost as part of their religious ceremonies. It was only under British regime that drugs created trouble, but because they were part of a religious ritual, which is the ancientmost religion in the world, even the British government was afraid to interfere with it. It continued. Even in my childhood, all drugs were available in the market. There was no question of any illegality. And every school of Hindu religion was using drugs, but they were using it in a very scientific way.

They will give the drug in a certain quantity, create a certain experience in the man, and then when he will come out of it will tell him that, “This was only an illusion. It was simply because of the drug, because of the chemistry, your mind experienced.

"Would you like to experience it in its reality? If the illusion is so beautiful, you can think how much more the reality would be. And the experience created by the drug lost for few hours, and again you are back to the same old rotten world.

But if the experience is real, it is yours forever. You never lose it. It is not something that has happened to you, it is something that was already in you; you have discovered it.”

So I don’t see that it was wrong to use drugs in this way. In fact, this should be the approach around the world for the modern man.

And now we have more advanced drugs, synthetically made, and we are capable of purifying them more. We can make drugs which have no bad effects at all. We can make drugs which are not addictive. And we can have in every hospital, in every university, a certain department which teaches people how to move from drug to meditation.

Just to talk about meditation remains simply verbal. There is no way through the words to give you any experience. But drugs are immensely useful. The words can explain to you what meditation is, the drug can give you a hallucinatory experience of it. And then you can be initiated into a method. And now you will not be moving in the darkness. Now you know that something… if an ordinary drug can do so much, then there must be some way to find an authentic transformation, to experience it without any dependence on anything.

So the drug simply opens up a door and helps you to understand that man’s life and his experience need not be confined to the ordinary mundane world - he can fly high towards the stars - that he is capable of knowing things which are not ordinarily available.

Under proper guidance - medical, meditational - drugs can be of immense help.

I said I am against drugs because if they become addictive then they will be the most destructive for your journey towards the self. Then you become enchanted into hallucinations. And because it is cheap - no effort has to be done, just you have to go on taking bigger and bigger doses….

In India, it came to a point…. Still today there are monasteries where they keep poisonous snakes because the people had become so addicted to all kinds of drugs that no drug has any effect on them. They can take any dose and they will remain normal. The only thing that gives them a little experience is a bit on their tongue by a cobra. That will be death to anybody, but to them, it is a beautiful drug experience.

Sometimes it has happened that these people become addicted even to cobra bites. Their whole bloodstream becomes poisonous. And it is on record, and once it happened in front of me, that a cobra was brought to bite. The Cobra did it perfectly well on the tongue and died.

The man had become so poisonous… because the cobra is not poisonous in his whole body. He has simply a small gland which has poison, and that gland is just in his mouth. So whenever the cobra bites someone, he immediately turns upside down, because the gland in his mouth has the opening up. He will bite; that is not dangerous. That is simply making your blood available. And then he will turn over to pour the poison on your blood.

The bite is not really poisonous. The poison comes from the gland which hangs above his tongue in the mouth. It has to hang that way, otherwise, the poison cannot remain in it. So he turns upside down. The poison starts flowing out of the gland into the wounds that he has made by his bite. But before he could do that, biting the man was enough to get poisoned himself.

For thousands of years, people have been using drugs. Moralists, religious people, governments have been trying prohibition absolutely unsuccessfully.

And I don’t see that they can ever succeed.

The only way to succeed is what I am suggesting. Rather than prohibiting drugs, let the scientists find out better drugs which give deeper and more psychedelic, more colorful, more ecstatic experiences and without any side effects, and without any addiction. And these should be available in the universities, in the colleges, in the hospitals - wherever some kind of guidance is possible, that the person is not prohibited, is allowed total freedom to use anything that he wants.

And we use his experience to help him grow towards some authentic process so that he can start experiencing something far greater than any drug can give.

And only then he can compare that the first one was just a dream, and this is a reality, and the first one was just cheating myself through chemistry, ‘And the first one was not helping me in my spiritual growth. It was, in fact, preventing the growth, keeping me addicted and retarded’. The second one goes on growing, and now he starts gathering the courage to explore more.

He was never aware that these experiences are possible, that these experiences are not just fiction.

So drug can be used in a very beneficial way, to make the person realize that this is a hallucination, and the hallucination is so satisfying, would not you like to try the real? We have the real drug also.

I call it meditation. And it takes you to the uttermost blissful experience possible.

Then only drugs become useless for you.

If we want humanity to get free of drugs, then meditation is the way. But before we can get free of them, they are very important and can be used to introduce people to meditation.

So this paranoia about drugs is not helpful to humanity. You can make drugs illegal, it makes no change. In fact, they become more attractive, more exciting.

Particular to the youth they become a challenge.

I am amazed sometimes that, is man going ever to learn even the ABC of human psychology? The same stupidity goes on which God did with Adam and Eve:

prohibition. Don’t eat the fruit of this tree. But that becomes an invitation. That becomes a challenge. And thousands of years have passed, but the authority figures are still in the same mood: don’t use the drug, otherwise imprisonment for five years, seven years. And nobody bothers that drugs are being made available in jails. Just you have to pay a little higher price. And the people who come out of the jail are not cured. They go back again because … the reason is the drug gives them something which your society is not giving.

They are ready to destroy their health, their body, their whole life becomes a mess, but still, that drug gives them something which your society does not give.

So rather than preventing them, create a society which gives something which is better.

I have been fighting in India with one of the most idiotic prime ministers India had, Morarji Desai. He is absolutely fanatic, is not ready to listen to any reasonable argument. Alcohol has to be prohibited. He prohibited the alcohol.

That does not make any change. People start making alcohol but that proves dangerous. Thousands of people died because the alcohol they drank was poisonous, was not made rightly. The people who were making it had no idea what they are making.

And this has been happening around the world. Once in a while, some idiot comes in and tries to prohibit, but nobody asks why people drink alcohol.

(Tape side B) Your life gives them nothing. You suck them of their blood and in return what they get? No joy, just anxieties upon anxieties. Safe alcohol makes them relax for few hours, sing a song or have a little dance - or a fight in the pub.

But for few hours they are transported from your world. The very attraction proves that your society is wrong, not that alcohol is wrong.

Your society should help people to dance, to sing, to rejoice, to love. The alcohol will disappear. The other drugs are far better than alcohol.

There are many drugs which have less bad after-effects, particularly synthetic drugs taken in a right atmosphere, in a right mood. For example, LSD. It simply enhances your mood, it does not do anything to you. If you are in a despair the LSD experience will become a nightmare. But if you are feeling a well-being, that is the time to take LSD. Then it can give you a really positive ecstatic experience, although it will be hallucinatory.

But if you don’t know the real, it looks almost the real. Even a man like Aldous Huxley, one of the most intelligent men of this generation, thought that through LSD he has achieved the same experience as Gautam Buddha, Kabir, Ramakrishna.

If you don’t know the real, naturally you cannot call it hallucinatory. It is so real.

Huxley had no experience of meditation. He has really no right to say such a thing. You can say such a thing only when you have experienced both, that it is the same experience as Kabir.

Kabir never used any drug. His experience was purely of meditation. On what grounds Huxley can say it is the same experience? He does not know the experience of Kabir. I can understand that he has been through a tremendously beautiful experience, but that experience disappears as the effect of the LSD goes out of the system.

But Kabir’s experience remains twenty-four hours, day in, day out, his whole life.

Once it happens, it is always there.

This is a simple criterion. But he was so much fascinated by the experience, and he corrupted almost a whole generation. They thought that if a man like Huxley says that LSD can give you samadhi, then what is the need of going through so much trouble for meditation with no guarantee whether you will be able to succeed or not?

I am against drugs because they can become addictive and they can prevent your spiritual growth. You can start thinking that you have achieved what you were seeking, and your hands are empty. You are just dreaming.

But, on the other hand, I am a very scientific mind. On the other hand, I would like drugs to be used, not to be prohibited - but used under proper guidance as a stepping-stone towards meditation.

And governments should pay more attention for improving the drugs rather than preventing people. If improved drugs are available, then other drugs will already be out of the market. There is no need to prohibit anything in the world.

Just produce something better - something better, cheaper, legal. Then who is going to bother about marijuana, hashish, heroin - for what? There is no reason.

Something better is available with the medical store, without prescription. Even in the hospital, you can book a place for yourself, that doctors can look after you while you are in the drug experience. Meditators can help you to understand what has happened to you. And this is possible very easily through meditation.

One thing more, that if something even hallucinatory happens to a person, meditation becomes easier. Something in him becomes certain. Something in him is now perfectly guaranteed that meditation is not just fiction.

And the hallucinatory experience also opens some doors.

The guidance can be of very much importance. For example, when somebody is under LSD and is having an ecstatic joy, that is the moment to teach him the method of meditation, because he is very sensitive, very clean and clear as he is not ordinarily. He is dull and cloudy. Now the whole sky is a clarity. You can teach him meditation more easily in this moment than you can teach him when he is in an ordinary state.

He seems to listen but he only hears. It does not go deep. His sleep is thick.

But in certain moments under LSD he is very close to awakening. Under a right guide, he can be introduced to the technique of meditation. He can be given what is called post-hypnotic suggestions for which he is absolutely vulnerable. He can be told that “This meditation, you will be able to do it when you are out of LSD experience.” You can go on repeating it that, “You are going to succeed in it.” It is a simple method and there is no problem in not succeeding in it.

Just one or two sessions with a guide will be enough. The man can be moved towards meditation. And once he moves towards meditation, drugs have no importance at all.

All the efforts of scientists and the government should be to understand that if a certain thing has been so attractive for the whole history of man, and no government has ever been successful to prohibit it, then there must be a certain need that it fulfills. And unless that need is fulfilled in some other way, drugs are going to remain in the world. And they are destructive. @B204 And the more governments are against them, more destructive they are because nobody can make any refinements on them, nobody can make any experiments on them, nobody is even allowed to say what I am saying.

But I can say it because I am against drugs. But that does not mean they cannot be used. They can be used as a means, they are not the end.

And if we can hope a future free of drugs, if man becomes naturally meditative….

And that is possible. If a child finds his father is meditating, his mother is meditating, everybody is meditating, he will start being curious about it. He also wants to meditate.

And that is the age when meditation is very simple because he is not yet corrupted by the society. Yet he is innocent.

And if everybody around him is doing something and enjoying in doing it, he cannot remain behind. He will sit with them with closed eyes. First, they may laugh at him, that it is not possible for children. But they do not understand. It is more possible for children than for the so-called grownups.

Just the atmosphere of meditation in schools, in colleges, in universities - wherever the person goes he finds that atmosphere which nourishes his own meditativeness.

I would love to see that no drugs are needed in the world. But not through prohibition, but through creating something better, something real. Drugs will be defeated without any difficulty, but these idiotic governments go on giving importance to drugs and they go on destroying the youth around the world.

The most precious time of life is wasted in hallucinations, and by the time they realize what they have done to themselves, perhaps it is too late. They cannot come back to a normal state. Their body has become accustomed to having certain chemicals in it. Then even unwillingly they have to go on injecting themselves with all kinds of poisons.

Or if somebody has not been on hard drugs, returns back, then he finds life very much dull, duller than you find it because he has seen something beautiful. It always remains a comparison.

He has made love under the impact of drug and he had felt at the very top of the world. And now he makes love and finds that it is nothing but a kind of sneeze.

It feels good; you sneeze and it feels good, but it is not something that you live for. Nobody can say that “I am living here for sneezing.”

anonymous asked:

Can you please write how story will turns out (after the party) if MC actually is a favourite daughter of the head of the most powerful criminal organization and even Saeran didn't know it, bc it was hidden very well? And her dad actually lost her for that 11 days. For RFA + Saeran +V. Hope, you'll like this idea. Love your writing!

I love requests like this, I’ve read them on other imagines blogs and it was so hard not to go the same way they did, so I tried to keep it soft. Like, her dad is very angry, but he can be very sarcastic and more passive aggressive than really violent and intimidating, and MC is the only one who’s not scared of him. And I think I just made this clear on Saeran one, but MC doesn’t have a mom here, which probably made her father even more concerned, since she’s the only one he has.

Hope you like it! ^^

TRIGGER WARNING: Mention of a panic attack on Saeran one


RFA + V and Saeran meeting MC’s criminal father


Zen                

  • You tell him your gangsta boss dad wants to meet him
  • He thinks is a joke at first, but when you two come to your father’s house and he sees the guns… boy
  • He was nervous just because he had to meet your father, now he’s pretty much scared.
  • “Sweetie, is this your new bodyguard? If you wanted a pretty one, you should have asked me instead of looking for one on some stranger’s apartment. You roll your eyes.
  • “Oh, I’ve seen the news, isn’t that the guy accused of sexual harassment?” “Which he already proved being innocent, dad. Something that would never happen if you went to trial. “
  • Zen is scared of seeing his delicate and sweet princess so feisty, but thinks your interaction with your father is kinda funny.
  • Not so funny when your father brings up everything he found about him. School dropout, former member of a biker’s gang and those promo pictures for “Promiscuous Jalapeno”…  your father doesn’t even know what to think.
  • But the worst is the fact that you disappeared from his sight for 11 days and came back with this guy… “Oh, she wasn’t with me for 11 days, sir. She’s been at my house for 2 nights, well, one and a half, technically…” ZEN, SHUT UP!
  • By that point you’re pretty much done with your dad’s passive aggressive threats and Zen’s brutal honesty, so you snap: “Daddy, listen to me. I was staying at this apartment for a couple of days, then he broke his leg and I went to his house to help him, but he kicked me out during night, which I must say… not cool, Zen! I got back to the apartment, which had a bomb on it, and then there was this weird punk guy talking about taking me to paradise or whatever, and Zen saved me, dad! I love him and I never felt safer like I feel around him!”
  • “You… saved her?” “Of course! She was left on her own at this apartment with a bomb! Can you believe it, sir?” and then the two of them started talking about your safety and… well, you were relieved they found something in common.
  • In the end, your father is very impressed about his fast healing and the fact that this isn’t his real name. “We work with fake names around here too.”
  • “You look very strong, son. If you ever consider changing careers, I might have something for you…” you refuse before Zen can say anything.

Yoosung

  • He’s so scared when you tell him your father wants to meet him
  •  And you didn’t even mention he is the head of the mafia
  • When you do… poor thing, he keeps saying he’s fine, but you can see him shaking.
  •  And all those guns on the dinner table aren’t helping at all…
  • “Hi, sir… I’m Yoosung Kim, I’m a vet student at Sky University, I’m 21 years old and this isn’t my natural hair color!” What the fuck, Yoosung?
  • “Oh,I see… sweetie, I thought you were bringing your boyfriend to dinner, who’s that girl?” “Very funny, dad.” He’s so terrified at the guns he doesn’t even hear this comment.
  • “So, sweetie… long time no see, what you’ve been up too? I mean, besides going to stranger’s apartments and dating guys who could come across as your younger brother?” Now Yoosung listens, how mean…
  • “Nothing much, dad. I’ve been trying to get away from your overprotective care and dating a guy who hasn’t a criminal record, for a change. What about you?” Yoosung couldn’t believe the way you treat each other, if he ever talked with his mother like that… well, he wouldn’t be here to tell the story.
  • Your dad keeps throwing these shady comments during all dinner, and you know Yoosung didn’t say anything yet because he’s trying to be respectful, not because he is a coward, so you let it out:
  • “Yoosung, don’t worry, I love you and I’m not going anywhere, no matter what my father says. And as for you, dad, I… do you really want to know what happened in those 11 days? I’ll tell you! I was trapped with a bomb on his dead cousin’s apartment, may god rest her soul, and this guy  here did anything he could to find who led me there. See his eye? It’s MY fault! And it’s completely unfair to him to be treated like that when all he’s done to me is caring and loving me. So, please… just stop being this prick to the MAN I chose!”
  • “What happened to your eye, son?” “Oh, I… I was just gaining some time for my friend to run away, a guy… tortured me and…” “And you lived to tell? That guy was an amateur…” “Or maybe I’m stronger than you think, sir.” OH WOW!
  • In the end, your father really appreciates Yoosung’s devotion to you, since loyalty is something very important in his… business.
  • He also likes how despite all that, he seems like a very innocent guy… oh, father! If he only knew the things you are gonna do with your boyfriend after seeing him so confident like that…

Jaehee

  • When you tell her your father wants to meet her, she seems fine?
  • Then you tell her about his… job, and she’s… not even impressed? Okay…
  • It looks more like you’ve never been here before, she… feels so calm…
  • “Hi, sweetie, you brought a friend for dinner?” “Girlfriend, daddy.”
  • “Oh… I see…” his tone is so monotone and cold, neither of you can tell what he’s thinking. Honestly, you can live with your father being a criminal, but he being a homophobic? That’s another story!
  • “I should have seen it coming, all these guys who work for me on this house every day, and you never showed any interest on any of them.” “I like guys too, daddy, But the mafia thing, you know… is not really my type.”
  • “Well, sweetie, you should make up your mind before you hurt this poor woman…” “Bisexuality is a real thing, sir. And I won’t be hurt since I’m bisexual as your daughter.” “Jaehee?” you look at her surprised, she’s not even looking at him and just calmly drinks her water.
  • “Okay, Ms. Kang. But should I be worried about you hurting my daughter, then? You seem a little older than her, maybe a little more experienced, my daughter is a immature naïve girl who disappeared from me for almost two weeks and came back thinking she’s bisexual… you are not using her, are you?” “Daddy, come on…”
  • “You should think higher of your own daughter, sir. She’s younger, but she’s smart and if you must know, she’s the one who’s been showing a lot more of knowledge in life helping me through my change of careers.” “Oh, really? Tell me more about that.”
  • And then she tells everything about leaving C  & R and opening her own business, and then she tells a little about her life, how was growing up at a house where she wasn’t wanted, graduating early in college and being a black belt in judo. sometimes I forget how baddass she is, Ilove her so much
  • When she finishes, your dad is enchanted, and you fell in love with her all over again.
  •  “I apologize, Ms. Kang. You are a very amazing woman who does justice to another amazing woman. If you ever want some help with your business, I’ll be more than glad to take down the competition…” “I would rather do that providing a good service, sir, but thanks…”
  • “Marry her, or I will…” your father whispers to you.

Jumin

  • You tell him about dinner with your father.  He’s glad, he’s been longing to make your relationship official to both the families.
  • When you tell him about  the mafia, he’s… curious. How come a sweet and innocent girl like you grew up at such a violent environment?
  • He promises he’ll try not to be judgmental, but as soon as he sees the henchmen in position and the guns… he’s legitimately worried about you.
  • “Hello, how is your father?” “He’s fine, thank you for asking. Do you know each other?” “Well, his company has been a pain on my ass for a while now…” “It’s my company too, as it is very likely I’ll be the next CEO.” Jumin, shut up!
  •  “I see… maybe we can do business pretty soon.” “Right now, I would rather focus on getting to know my future father-in-law.” Uhh, Jumin, so smooth…
  • “Oh, so you’re the one who kept her trapped at your house for two days?” “I believe it was three days, sir.” WHAT THE FUCK, JUMIN? YOU’RE GONNA MENTION THE CAGE TOO?
  • “Daddy, I was completely fine with him there. And I must say I felt way safer with him than I ever felt here with all these… guns… and your… employees…” both of the men feel really flustered with your response.
  • “Now, sweetie, don’t be ungrateful. You might see me as overprotective, but I’m always concerned for your safety. And don’t let yourself be fooled. He looks like a gentleman, but if he is anything like his father, you might be in trouble.” Oh boy…
  • “I’m sure you mean well, sir. But I should warn you I’m nothing like my father. And I must say I understand very well why would you be overprotective of such a adorable lady, but you should let her be free to make her own decisions. That’s… something I’m learning by myself as well…” both you and your father feel very thrilled right now.
  • “Well, I suppose she was safe with you after all, much better than being by herself at some stranger’s apartment…”
  • Your father is very impressed about Jumin’s respect for you, he feels as reliable as any of his henchmen, and most importantly, you seem so happy… how can he fight against your happiness?
  • Dinner is over, and you accompany Jumin to his car where Driver Kim is waiting. “Jumin, be honest…” “Yes, MC?” “How many times you held yourself of answering everytime I said ‘daddy’?” “More than you would like to know, MC…”

Saeyoung

  • He’s pretty nervous about meeting your father when you tell him.
  • But when you tell him about his job, he’s surprisingly more relaxed?
  • Oh come on, he’s been dealing with shady people his whole life! Why would he be worried?
  • “Oh sweetie, you brought a clown with you, when is your boyfriend coming?” Saeyoung has a comeback involving “coming”, you almost can read his mind and just glare at him, so he gives up.
  • “So… you must be the boy who got trapped with my daughter at some stranger’s apartment, then took her to this secret cult organization, huh?” “Yeah, and don’t forget the bomb!” Goddamit, Saeyoung!
  • “Well, if it makes you feel any better, daddy, he really tried to push me away, but I was very insistent.” “Push you away how, sweetie?” “The same things you used to tell my mom…” oh, that explains a lot…
  • “I see, so you were a jerk to her…” shit, you though it would be enough… it only made it worse!
  • “Yes, but if it is the same case here, I’m sure you were only thinking about your wife’s safety…” “And yet she ended knocked up, are you trying to imply it’ll be the case here?” SHIT SHIT SHIT!
  • Saeyoung sees his confidence fading away. This man is different, he’s not just some thug, he’s you father, the man who raised you. Why did he think he could be okay with all this? Your father is absolutely right about hating him, he put you in big danger!
  • You see your boyfriend conscience splitting, it’s too much for you to handle, so you vent: “Daddy, don’t be like that! Mom always told me how much you suffered acting like that around her, he suffered the same way, daddy! Even worse, because the person who was after me it’s his own brother who he didn’t see for a long time and… daddy, if you only knew what kind of hell the two of them grew up….” You couldn’t help but cry, Saeyoung hugs you, he doesn’t even care your father is watching this.
  • “Tell me, son. I want to hear your story.” And then Saeyoung tells him everything, always holding your hand.
  • “And your father is the current prime minister? I never liked that guy, anyway. He’s always been a despicable little man!” that coming from the mafia’s head…

Saeran

  • He’s freaking out about meeting your dad, because he doesn’t really feel comfortable around, well… people
  • Then you tell him about your father’s job, and he thinks it’s kinda cute you trying to joke to make him relax
  • You tell him is not a joke, he doesn’t believe it because he did a whole background check on you before deciding you should be the one to stay at Rika’s apartment, and there wasn’t no mention about this.
  • But, come to think of it, this kind of information shouldn’t be easy to find out, right? Oh shit…
  • But your father being a criminal doesn’t really bother him, he would be terrified about him even if your father were a geologist or whatever.
  • The guns and the whole atmosphere on the house is very familiar to him… it reminds him of… oh no! He can’t go there on a moment like this!
  • “So… if this isn’t the one who kidnapped my daughter. Seriously, sweetie? Stockholm Syndrome? I thought I taught you not to fall in love with criminals…”
  • “W-Well, sir, there’s also Lima Syndrome, when the kidnapper is the one in love…” oh no, Saeran… please keep quiet…
  • “How romantic, huh?” your father scoffs, Saeran feels the air escaping from his lungs for a moment, no… no no! Stay calm, Saeran…
  • Dinner is being a disaster, your father keeps glaring and insulting Saeran on his usual passive aggressive manner. You look at Saeran, you’ve seen him like this before, he’s…
  • “He’s having a panic attack!” you jump out of your chair and go to him, your father never seen you move so fast.  He observes you helping this kid telling him to inhale and exhale like he learned in therapy… what’s going on?
  • “Thanks a lot, daddy!” “MC, calm down… I’m okay…” “No, Saeran, he has to listen! Dad, if you can live in peace with your own crimes, good for you, but not everybody is capable of. You see this guy here? He tells me everyday how much he regrets the things he did. I’m able to forgive the men I love, I did it with you, why wouldn’t I do for him?”
  • “You’re… in love with me?” “I already told you that, Saeran…” “Yeah, but if you’re saying in front of you father, you really mean it…” “Well, yeah, I meant before too…”
  • Then your father realize this is just a very lost kid, like he used to be when we was younger. Your mom passed away very young, so he always wondered if she would be able to make him regret it and have a normal life. He’s so glad your mother’s kindness lives through you and if you’re so willing to heal this guy, who is he to get on the way?

V

  • He’s very happy when you tell him your father wants to meet him.
  • And he doesn’t seem to mind your father’s job. “If he was able to raise such a wonderful person like you, he’s not bad at all. Who am I to judge him, anyway?” This guy…
  • And he doesn’t even flinch when your father shower him with threats disguised as questions. “Do you know what people like me do when their loved ones disappear?” “Are you really that insane to show up here like nothing happened?”
  •  “Daddy, please stop…” “I’m just trying to understand what’s gotten into you, sweetie. This older blind guy and… you? I’m sorry to say, but I never knew you had so much daddy issues…” “What are you even saying, dad?”
  •  “With all due respect, sir, daddy issues most of times implies that the daughter seeks for his father features on men she falls in love with. For what I can tell, you and I are nothing alike.” Oh no… V being passive-aggressive gives you the creeps more than all these henchmen…
  • “You’re right, I’ve never put her in dangerous on purpose. You, on the other hand, allowed her to stay at a place where I know it happens to have a bomb, correct?” “Yet, she claims she’s never felt safer, that says a lot about your own household, no?”
  • This polite fight is driving you insane. How can they discus about you like if you were not even there? “SHUT UP YOU BOTH! Dad, you have every right to be mad, but you should know this man here was doing his best to make sure that, whatever was happening, I wouldn’t be hurt, and he didn’t even know me that well… and V, please don’t talk to my father like that, he’s just as scared and worried as you were, and please, don’t ever talk about me or my life as if I couldn’t speak for myself.”
  • “I’m so sorry, love, I had no idea I was acting like that!” he rushes to hug you and keeps apologizing, your father wonders if this man is real…
  • “Sir, I sincerely apologize for my behavior. I know exactly how it feels wanting to protect someone you cherish this much. Just know you raised an amazing woman with the most beautiful soul and I deeply respect you for that.” Your father thought you were the one in danger? Now he feels sorry for this poor man having to handle your temper… and nah, he can’t possibly be real, can he?
Color Study: Lance McClain

So, in my everyday life I’ve seen a lot of colors. Yes, riveting content, I know, but there’s a point to this. Anyway, colors mean many things, ranging from emotion to stability to what people think when they see them. Different colors are associated with different emotions, and different emotions are associated with different colors. The two go hand in hand. 

Colors can also be used to paint an accurate description of a character. Have you ever wondered why Superman’s color scheme is so eye bleeding? Well, look no further! His color scheme was specifically designed to be that way to paint a description of his character. But, since he’s not the focus of this post, we’ll just glide past him. 

So, since colors mean things and I’m at a roadblock right now with writing, I’ve decided to do a little color study on Lance McClain from Voltron. Let’s see how close his color scheme can get to his actual, canon character, shall we?

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“Babe look, babe, babe, babe, babe, BAAAABE” w/ Bellamy? Thank you :) (but can you make it that he says the line? thanks :))

Y/N is a grounder and in a secret relationship with Bellamy because they don’t think their friends will understand. But in the end the secret comes out.

There is some swearing and ALMOST smut but, IDK if you guys are ready for that side of me yet ;). Hope you enjoy!

Originally posted by youleftme-clarke

K but thank you whoever made this gif you are my god^^^^^

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anonymous asked:

Rfa+Saeran going to Pride with MC (who is LGBTQ) either as friends or bf/gf~

hey anon, thanks for stopping by!(⌒▽⌒)happy pride month!!*`*`* I hope you like it!~

I knew if I didn’t answer this during pride month, I’d be so upset with myself lmao. especially since my tiny island had their first pride!! i wasn’t there, but the thought is amazing


ok so real quick, if you haven’t read my sexuality headcanons for the rfa then some of this will seem like they came from nowhere; so i linked them there ;) 

zen

  • zen was really nervous to go to Pride
  • not because of his “semi-famous” status, though. oh no.
  • he was nervous because he never came out to anyone besides mc 
  • and even that took a long time for him to admit to them
  • but he was so excited too! 
  • on the day of Pride, he’s sitting at the table with a coffee cup, trying to calm his nerves
  • mc walks up to him and kisses his head. “ready, my knight?” he looks up at them and nods
  • the two of them show up to Pride, all grins 
  • zen’s fans are really surprised to see him there, especially with a little bisexual flag painted on his face 
  • his hand is holding on tight to mc’s, who has a matching bi flag on their cheek as well 
  • they have lots of fun!! zen and mc take a bunch of pictures of each other and with the fans
  • they dance a lot, at one point mc is lifted onto zen’s shoulders 
  • they also kiss a lot. like, a lot. zen’s in one of his “i feel extra love for you please let me kiss you” moods
  • at the end of the day, when they get back home, zen is literally hanging onto mc 
  • “did you have fun zenny?” they ask and he nods. “i had…the best time”
  • they both laugh. and zen feels a bit more confident in himself

yoosung

  • yoosung is so hyped and he’s not even part of the community
  • yes i know what my sexuality hcs say shhhhhhhh he doesnt know yet
  • but he’s so excited to support his trans girlfriend!
  • joins mc in dressing up for the occasion, but he has rainbow pins
  • absolutely makes a sign
  • its one of those simple, “i love my trans girlfriend” signs
  • but with yoosung’s decorations, which include stars and even an emoji of himself
  • literally becomes mc’s hype man for the day
  • he really enjoys the day! 
  • mc does too because he makes it his mission to make mc have the best day ever
  • someone give yoosung the most supportive bf award

jaehee

  • it’s jaehee’s first pride! 
  • mc is so excited for her 
  • there’s a little bi-colored ribbon in jaehee’s hair 
  • as well as a little lesbian flag painted on mc’s cheek
  • when they go out, you bet they have an amazing time
  • they dance like pros omg
  • jaehee also becomes more open with pda for the occasion! 
  • the whole day she’s giving mc cheek kisses and even lets them take a picture of them in an actual kiss
  • mc is ecstatic omg
  • they are the cutest girlfriends
  • jaehee has never felt this confident and free before and mc can see it in her face
  • she’s happy and free 
  • just like she should be

jumin

  • (¬‿¬)
  • jumin han won’t get out of his suit 
  • but he wears an appropriately colored tie to celebrate 
  • which is the grey-scale colors
  • because he’s demisexual
  • u thought 
  • mc, however, is in full pansexual colors 
  • he doesn’t dance fully ever, but you can see him tapping his toes
  • he also smiles a lot! mc can’t believe their eyes
  • some people are really surprised to see Jumin Han there
  • the paps are also having another Story of Their Lives
  • jumin han is demisexual and his spouse is pan. amazing
  • but anyways, he is so clingy around that day omg
  • gives them a ton of back of the head kisses
  • he even laughs! he’s having such a good time. no guards or his father or work
  • “…can we go again next year?” 
  • of course juju

707 / luciel / saeyoung

  • WHOOOOOOOO!!!! ITS T I M E 
  • 7 -  0 - 7 + 6 - 0 - 6 (≖ᴗ≖) 
  • my boy here is decked out in pansexual colors
  • and he has a genderfluid-colors bracelet 
  • he is ready
  • mc is also decked out in their respective colors, which in this case is the nonbinary colors
  • they have the most fun, just spending the day partying 
  • its really where saeyoung can let go and dance
  • when they meet new people, he introduces himself as luciel, though
  • if they bring saeran along, he has on his colors too and are just watching these two dorks
  • but saeyoung is just really happy to be out and with his family 
  • there’s nothing that can make him happier 

saeran

  • he’s really shy about it, since he’s not one for huge crowds
  • but he’ll make an exception for Pride
  • him and mc are matching! both the asexual colors yay!
  • they don’t put themselves too out there, but they’re there.
  • mc manages to get saeran to dance too! he’s really cute and a pretty good dancer when he lets loose
  • they find some bubbles with the container wrapped in a little ace flag and spend most of their time doing that tbh
  • in the middle of the day, saeran is smiling! he’s having such a good time, it’s so cute
  • before the day ends, saeran taps mc’s shoulder
  • they turn to look at him, finding him tapping his lips
  • mc: *softly* holy shit
  • this is a rare opportunity, folks
  • mc leans in to kiss him softly
  • saeran smiles and kisses them back softly 
  • they hold hands the rest of the day
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On October 8, 2016 I married the most amazing man God could ever create for me. It’s so wonderful to see all the plans He has, and how He orchestrates them so beautifully. Sadly, To this day I still have people ask me “what I see in a white man”. “Why him? He’s white”. Why him?! Because he’s the most loving, patient, caring, Godfearing, strong, humble man I have ever met. Because he loves me unconditionally. Because he is my best friend and support. Sadly, we still live in a world where instead of seeing the love we have for one another people see the color of our skin. I’ll just let them continue to hate, meanwhile we will continue to love, and one day bring some pretty beautiful mixed babies into the world. ❤

BTS Reacting to your hair dyeing going horribly wrong

@tea-cats-rain-bts Thank you for requesting ♡

Jin

He finds you catching your breath in tears on the couch. You didn’t even bother covering your hair as he makes his way towards you.

“I think i want to change my hair color again, want to come to the salon with me?“

“I don’t want to leave the house looking like this“

“I don’t either have you seen how horrible my bangs look“

“they don’t-“ he walks over to the closet and takes out two hats and sunglasses

“Let’s go - we have to use codenames from now on though.“ He childishly goes and puts the hat on you and kisses your head.

Originally posted by blackandwhitebangtan

Suga

“It’s not fine!” Yoongi pulls the phone away from his ear as you yell

His anger starts to rise as well, “FINE! if its not fine, its not - idk why you have to cry over it, it’s just hair! it’ll grow back.”

Needless to say the phone call ends on a sour note. Having damaged hair is something he could easily relate to and he’s never been angry over it like you are. His anger subsides as he’s reminded of your love for your hair, he walks into a beauty parlor and picks up hair care products advised by the employees.

“Y/N come here” he signs and gives you the bag of products, “You’re still beautiful, you know. but i guess you feel bad so here some stuff”

Originally posted by ohbaibeeitsyou

J-Hope

“You could have told me that you wanted to dye your hair, I’ve done it a thousand times”

“I wanted to surprise you, it’s whatever” you shrug it off, trying to calm the surge of insecurities and anxiety coming over you.

“It’s not just whatever, come here and tell me what we can do to fix it - I don’t want you to cry or panic without me here.”

Originally posted by yourpinkpill

Rap Monster

“It’s not that bad, y/n” he says as you desperately try to wash away the dye in the bathroom sink

“It’s horrible, I can’t go outside like this”

“Is there some hair dye left?” he leans on the doorframe of the bathroom door watching you.

“You mean the poison? yeah why?”

“Dye my hair, it can be a new fashion trend we set as a couple.” You smile at the thought and continue rubbing away.

Originally posted by choke-me-namjoon

Jimin

He sat still looking at you in concern as you threw towels and hair products and combs throughout the room, shouting, and crying about the outcome of things. As soon as you stopped to catch your breath, he intercepted with a forehead kiss.

“I hated my hair colors too, but what looks bad to you may look beautiful to others“ he comforts, he brushed your hair from your face. “Lets get some hair cream to fix the texture first alright?“

Originally posted by parkjiminer

V

You start hyperventilating as your hair dries out even more and its starts having an unnatural texture to it. you begin pacing your bathroom going over what you did wrong and angry yourself for even messing with it in the first place.

“I say dye it a nicer color”

“yeah sure so i can damage it even more, bright idea tae” you snap. His ever present smile fades and you sigh “I’m sorry, I’m just angry”

“I know” he pulls your arms so you’re closer to him, “Lets call my stylist, alright? She can fix anything and if she can’t, then we can freak out together”

Originally posted by kpopfordays

Jungkook

“Let me see it”

“No”

“Y/N, Come on”

“You’ll laugh”

“I won’t.” you take the towel off your head revealing a hideously unnatural color. jungkook stays silent for a moment - feeling your vision blur again you put the towel back over again “Get out, I’ll just cut it all off.”

He sits down next to you unsure on how to comfort you. He kneels down in front of you and takes off your towel “How can you still look pretty then? Aigoo my ideal type keeps changing because of you, how’re you going to be held responsible?”

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid


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Life In Color

Pairing: Finn Bálor x Fem!Reader

Summary: You are absolutely positive you will never find your soulmate. Until you wind up lost at some venue and find Finn Bálor. (Soulmate AU)

Words: 1,900

Warnings: I don’t think any?

A/N: This is going to be a series! This was just part one, so I’m sorry it’s kind of short! Hope you enjoy it though! Tagging @lip-sync @nickysmum1909 (if i forgot to tag you, message me! I have a proper list I’m making, so if you have already told me to tag you in things I write, or want me to tag you in future things, please message me!)

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Hair Dye

Scenario: I hope you don’t dye your hair anymore because I really like this shade in my eyes and wow okay here you go again.

Pairing: Yoongi + Reader

Genre: Fluff + Soulmate AU (in which your eyes change colors when your soulmate dyes their hair)

Word Count: 2,058

Author’s Note: This is my first BTS scenario. I told myself I wasn’t going to do this again, because I used to write on Wattpad for 1D, but here I am. Inspired by one of the many ideas on here. I hope you enjoy it ♡

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You noticed your eyes shift colors for the first time four years ago. You were brushing your teeth when you saw it happen in a matter of seconds. Looking closer in the mirror, your natural color was gone, and a light brown had replaced it.

You ran out to where your parents were, tears streaming down your face. You thought you were losing your mind and wanted to know what was happening.

With a chuckle, your father pulled you onto the cushion next to him on the couch while your mother sat on the other side of you.

That was when you learned about soulmates.

Although it doesn’t happen to everyone, your eye color changes whenever your soulmate dyes their hair. Once their hair fades back to the natural color, so would your eyes. Usually, people dye their hair a crazy color to find their soulmate easier, while others would rather wait and see if they can find their soulmate without any help.

Your parents realized they were soulmates a year after they met. They were in love, but weren’t sure if they were with the right person. So, they went down to a corner store to buy cheap hair dye and went back to their apartment. They dyed each other’s hair and watched as both of their eyes changed colors.

Your tears dried up after realizing that this was happening to you.

To say you were relieved would be an understatement. You were happy to know that your soulmate was alive and thriving, but most of all, you were glad they decided to go with a natural color.

You spoke too soon.

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The Gatewatch as Representatives of The Color Wheel

Yesterday I was tagged in a post by @shorewall. That post can be found –>here<– . To summarize it, the way I understood the piece was that @shorewall believed Jace, Chandra, and Liliana to be “iconic representatives of their colors. ( @shorewall)” Additionally, I understood that post to express @shorewall‘s  thoughts that Gideon and Nissa are not good icons of their color representation.

Interestingly enough, those are the two least popular members of the Gatewatch (”least” popular does not mean unpopular). While it may not seem anyhow correlated to @shorewall‘s argument, as a Psychology Student, I will have to argue that there is indeed some influence between the “least popular” nature and the idea that they don’t represent their color. However. I will be talking about this but not dwelling on this as I want to focus on @shorewall‘s actual argument.

The “least popular nature” of Nissa and Gideon stems from the fact that their personalities aren’t as crystalline, as discernible, as the other three. Gideon suffers from the “True Lawful Paladin” misidentification. Nissa suffers simply because she’s isn’t that big of a talker. But Gideon is far more than what he seems. Just because he doesn’t vocalize his struggles doesn’t mean he’s not a fully developed person. Nissa doesn’t need to chat. Introverts and shy people are people too. 

While this post may have originated as a response piece, I will use it to help address many of the stereotypes about the Gatewatch members. The questions you presented, @shorewall, will be answered. But this article isn’t intended solely for that purpose. I want to educate and entertain everyone as well discuss with you.

So. Let’s talk about the members of the Gatewatch as icons their color pie slice.

Gather ‘Round! It’s Story Telling Time!

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  • someone: hey, what's up?
  • me: Don't speak. Wait till you hear what I have to say. It is quite true that I have worshipped you with far more romance of feeling than a man usually gives to a friend. Somehow, I had never loved a woman. I suppose I never had time. Perhaps, as Harry says, a really 'grande passion' is the privilege of those who have nothing to do, and that is the use of the idle classes in a country. Well, from the moment I met you, your personality had the most extraordinary influence over me. I quite admit that I adored you madly, extravagantly, absurdly. I was jealous of every one to whom you spoke. I wanted to have you all to myself. I was only happy when I was with you. When I was away from you, you were still present in my art. It was all wrong and foolish. It is all wrong and foolish still. Of course I never let you know anything about this. It would have been impossible. You would not have understood it; I did not understand it myself. One day I determined to paint a wonderful portrait of you. It was to have been my masterpiece. It is my masterpiece. But, as I worked at it, every flake and film of color seemed to me to reveal my secret. I grew afraid that the world would know of my idolatry. I felt, Dorian, that I had told too much. Then it was that I resolved never to allow the picture to be exhibited. You were a little annoyed; but then you did not realize all that it meant to me. Harry, to whom I talked about it, laughed at me. But I did not mind that. When the picture was finished, and I sat alone with it, I felt that I was right. Well, after a few days the portrait left my studio, and as soon as I had got rid of the intolerable fascination of its presence it seemed to me that I had been foolish in imagining that I had said anything in it, more than that you were extremely good-looking and that I could paint. Even now I cannot help feeling that it is a mistake to think that the passion one feels in creation is ever really shown in the work one creates. Art is more abstract than we fancy. Form and color tell us of form and color,--that is all. It often seems to me that art conceals the artist far more completely than it ever reveals him. And so when I got this offer from Paris I determined to make your portrait the principal thing in my exhibition. It never occurred to me that you would refuse. I see now that you were right. The picture must not be shown. You must not be angry with me, Dorian, for what I have told you. As I said to Harry, once, you are made to be worshipped.
A Blue Camel from a dancer

I get all sorts of interesting animals in the hospital in all sorts of colors:  purple ocotopi, green bears, pink hippos… but I’d never seen a blue camel before this winter.  His person wrote:

“ I have a very old stuffed camel from my childhood that has seen much trauma in its life. I am enclosing some pictures so you can have an idea if this is at all fixable…He has survived 6 moves, 2 marriages & countless times of me rescuing him from the trash when my mom tried to toss him out.”

This is what he looked like.  The spot of red is what remains of his red saddle blanket:

His person wanted to keep his expressive eyes as they were but otherwise rejuvenate him as much as possible.  We agreed on a spa, full recovering with eye transplant onto new fur, new embroidered nose, new mouth, and a new saddle blanket.  First step was a spa to try to reveal his original color and texture… he was clearly more faded on top than on his belly:

In the spa, you can see how his eyes lifted off for repairs.

The camel was restuffed but got a heart with a bit of his original stuffing, blue of course:

Next we went through some fur options for his topside:

His person went with that last one and recovering commenced.  You can see he now holds his head up… we also agreed at this point to touch up the black bits of his eyes a bit:

 Next step, ear and belly lining fabric choice.  This I had a near perfect match for once the original color and texture of the inner ears was visible.

Once his belly and ears were done, work commenced on his facial features:

And then I made him a new tasseled red saddle blanket:

Finally, he was ready to fly home:

He flew home and his person wrote:

“He just arrived & looks fabulous! So much softer than he ever was. Thank you for everything.”