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anonymous asked:

Hey ! What is your favorite moment of sophitz / sokeefe / keana / dexphie and Koralie ? you're awesome !

Ahhh! Thanks!!! My favorite Sophitz moment has to be either their almost kiss scene in lodestar (BOI THAT FUCKED ME UPPPPP), or when they share their secrets for the first time in Everblaze, or when they gET THE COGNATE RINGS IN LODESTAR OR WHEN FITZ SAYS SOPHIE LOOKS GOOD IN HER MESSY BUN HOLY S H I T

Hmm… to say I don’t ship Sokeefe would be a massive understatement, but I do like that scene in Everblaze when they go to lunch detention together and Keefe comments, “Wow… I always forget you have your special ability session with Fitz,” when Sophie’s blushing. (Okay that turned into a Sophitz moment but can you blame me?)

I ship Tiana more than Keana, but I think the part in Exile where Biana pouts and Sophie thinks it’s because she isn’t on Keefe’s base quest team is pretty cute. And of course Keefe talking about that time he kissed Biana. Classic.

As for Dexphie, I ship them hard. Platonically. My favorite moments of their friendship are whenever Sophie stands up for Dex in front of the gang. I also love the group getting along at Dex’s house in Lodestar, if that counts.

diD SOMEONE SAY KORALIE??? the ANGST SHIP™™™? well, I definitely love the part where Kenric pushes her out of the everblaze and sacrifices himself!!! Or when Oralie sobs at his funeral!!!!!!! Or when she references what he would have wanted when she makes hard decisions for the good of the Black Swan!!!!!!!!!!!!! :)))))))))

But I love all of these scenes in the books so much! (And I’m just saying. If you’re bored you could make fanart of literally any one of them…)

disabled asexual people are wonderful and valid and should not have to feel ashamed of our sexuality.

it’s not our fault that the stereotype that say “all disabled people are asexual” exists and it is not our job to dismantle it or disprove it.

you’re allowed to be you and to be proud of who you are. people are not allowed to blame you or shame you for being yourself.

the blame should be put on those who created and perpetuate the stereotype. not on the people who happen to fit it.

Yeah you see I wish I could be happy that a famous viner reacted to kpop but uh not when in the first minute of the music video he says “I feel like he talking about hoes. He gotta be talking about hoes.” No, King Bach, you stupid incompetent misogynistic piece of shit, NCT are not talking about WOMEN who you like to slut shame, in The 7th Sense. But good job making yourself look like an asshole. Also, towards the middle of the video he says “I’m not trying to be racist but….you already know what I’m going to say so I’m not going to say it.” Good, keep your fucking mouth shut. But oh no no guys wait there’s more, he did say it. “BUT IT’S NOT RACIST IF IT’S TRUE! WHO’S WHO!?” You say you aren’t trying to be racist yet you literally just used a racist stereotype saying that all Asian people look the same. Fuck you dude. Close. Your. Mouth.

Not to mention, he’s friends with Curtis Lepore. Who raped his ex fiance while she was unconscious. And when she called him on it on twitter, he laughed and tweeted about how she could say what she wanted but he wouldn’t lose any followers. So yeah, praise King Bach all you guys want for reacting to kpop but he is trash I gtg bye.

The signs should know...
  • Aries: it's okay to not be okay. Let yourself break down. Cry. Let someone hug you while you do it. Remember I'll still look at you like you're standing in the top of a mountain even with red stained cheeks.
  • Taurus: you don't have to be there for everyone all the time. You are and it's noticed, trust me, but the second you let someone be there for you it'll be a gift you gave yourself. You have a golden soul and it'd be a shame if you didn't get a little of it for yourself.
  • Gemini: you made the right choice(s). I trust your decisions. You are smart. And you're in too deep to go back so live your goddamn life.this is what you have TAKE IT.
  • Cancer: you're the strongest person alive. You have mountains on your back and roses in your hair and I don't know how you do it. You're amazing. Don't let the mountains get too heavy.
  • Leo: it's okay to be frustrated. Remember why you are and don't get off track when expressing those feelings. Nobody is mad at you it's okay. I love you.
  • Virgo: you've been strong for a while now (your whole life) so go ahead and rest your beautiful brain. Be weak but only for enough time to realize that being strong is something you are, it's in you, it won't change.
  • Libra: feeling uncertain is okay!!!! If you feel it in your heart, go for it. If you feel it in your gut, turn the other way.
  • Scorpio: you're not mean, and you're not difficult. You're who you were made to be and that's nothing less than the the stars in the sky.
  • Sagittarius: every word that comes out of your mouth is heard and it is so nice to hear let me tell you. You're not annoying, and you make so many people so happy.
  • Capricorn: you don't have to be the same person that everyone always thought you were so you kinda just stuck with it. Change the way you need to for yourself and everyone else will just have to adapt. But remember that whichever "you" you choose is still 100% you.
  • Aquarius: you're understood. I get you. Keep talking. Say whatever it is you'd like. It'll be absorbed and remembered and stored in hearts and minds and souls into old age. Your words will be remembered in rocking chairs on old creaky porches at 7am when I'm old.
  • Pisces: oh you are so loved. And at every moment of every day you are on someone's mind. The smell of your hair and the sparkle in your eye and the words from your mouth scar the passerby's in shapes of stars on their mind in colors we've never seen before.

Request:🌠 Reader has a crush on Bruce so the batboys (maybe even Alfred) cover the entire house in mistletoe to get them together 🌠

New story omg. I finally wrote something

You were ashamed.

Having barely reached the twenty second year of your life and crushing on a man that was at least 10 years older than you,it was shameful. For you nonetheless.
  Even the fact that you were in his house for Christmas was shameful. You could easily embarrass yourself and he, Dick, the one who settled this whole thing, knew. And you were sure that he’d opt to laugh if you actually made a fool of your very own self.

You knew Dick for many years. Ever since he came to Gotham academy actually.
And still, you could remember yourself being the number one fangirl of Bruce Wayne. You couldn’t believe that Dick was his ward, it was as if heavens had sent a small part of them to you and certainly you didn’t believe it when Dick told you that he’d get you married to Bruce Wayne.

Of course, you recalled each of these moments, especially now, that you were forced into the huge Manor, and into Bruce Wayne’s lifestyle.
  Dick had helped you more than anyone in this planet. He helped you get into university and he was expecting your graduation during the upcoming year. He even helped you get a job as Bruce Wayne’s assistant in the company. And seriously? Whenever you asked why he was so good with you, all he answered was that he wanted his future ‘mother’ to be settled.


“So, (y/n) clear my schedule for tomorrow and transfer everything to Wednesday.”

“This Wednesday?” You asked wide eyed. Was he out of his head? Very few people worked during the second week of Christmas vacation. And you would not be the person to break it for them.

“Yes.” Bruce confirmed in a stiff tone, as jf it wasn’t 'stiff’ enough to bring up a work subject during this time, when you were supposed to have fun.

“But mister Wayne, mister Queen won’t be in Gotham next week, and he made it clear to me. He didn’t want you to postpone that meeting.” You said, hesitantly, knowing full well that the blonde man wouldn’t stop complaining to you about Bruce’s decision.

“Oliver can wait, (y/n). I have things to do. Plus it’s only days away.” He said, with his infamous smirk splattered across his face, his hand resting to the small of your back to lead you to the dining room.

You sighed as your stomach took turns. It was a usual habit of his to put his hand on the small of your back to give you a little push, thought you yet had to get used to it. Bruce didn’t seem like a man of physical touch though. He only patted the shoulders of some of his good employees and shook hands with colleagues or other well known billionaires.
It made you think. Bruce didn’t touch a woman unless he took some interest in her, and yet he was touching you even though you strongly refused to believe that a man like him would fall for someone like you. It was intriguing though too. What if he actually did like you. What if he wanted you in the same way you did?

These and other similar questions run through your mind every single time his enormous palm rested on the small of your back.

Oh how you wanted him to feel that way about you too. You wanted to grab him by his collar and lower him to your level -because who thought Bruce Wayne would be so tall- and crush your lips on his, knowing full well that this could cost your job and knowing full well how much older he was. But did you really care?

This question burnt you to no end. Bruce Wayne was a playboy. He didn’t have any serious relationships. He never even did the relationship thing.aybe it was because he was older. Maybe he had gotten bored of- who were you kidding? As far as you knew, he never had a real relationship and who were you to change that?

Tonight though, it was Christmas and you prayed for a miracle.

As you exited his office, with all these thoughts running through your head, you entered the dining room. What you came across though was beyond any imagination.

Countless of mistletoes were hanging from the ceiling, leaving no spot uncovered, no spot in which you could go. You couldn’t kiss him now. Not like this. You wanted it to mean something

“Come on! Kiss already!”

And that’s when you realised the person behind this. Of course it was Dick, but he had … help?
Even the butler was giving a smirk of approval to both Bruce and you, while two other boys cheered. The one you recognised as Bruce’s blood son had a frown, similar to Jason’s as if disapproving that act. But you couldn’t care for the world anymore.
At the moment, you didnt care for the media, your age, your job, your family, your whole damn life, you wanted to kiss him so bad that you didn’t care if it was in this way.
Your world stopped when you felt his lips on yours, surprising you. Your little speech to yourself about courage wasn’t even finished. Amd God, how much did you enjoyed it that it didn’t. You weren’t able to chicken out anymore, it was happening and your insides were burning and bursting in an endless, repeating circle of the same events for as long as his thin lips moved harmonically with yours.
Your body was limp, you couldn’t move a single muscle expect for the ones on your mouth as you kissed him. The duration of the kiss was uncertain. You had lost count of time and forgotten where your body was, because your soul was in heaven. What if you wouldn’t ever see him without blushing again? He had kissed you, felt your mouth against his, given you the privilege of indulging in your own lust for him.

As you parted a moan escaped your lips signaling the loss of his touch, mourning for the loss of the warmth that had kitten up so many fires in your body. Your tongue couldn’t keep your words behind, as your dizzy head, drunk in the idea of his close to you in such way made you say.

“I love you” If anyone was cheering, you couldn’t hear. After the sudden spill of truth your reality crushed. You didn’t want to believe you had just said those words. The kiss was for fun, but now you’d lose your job and the only way to be close to Bruce.

“I think I love you too”
He said and you jumped back at your imaginary word as he brushed your hair away from your face and lowered himself to place his lips on your again.
Before he even started moving them, signaling the start of the kiss he whispered a quiet “Merry Christmas”.

You weren’t sure but Dick might have screamed at the top of his lungs with joy at the sight.

To all the terfs:

If I see one more post about how trans women aren’t women I’m going to fuck you up.

Have you ever considered that trans women are more of a woman than you could ever be? 

They risk more-than-unlikely abuse to feel like the women they are. Have you ever had to do that? No, you probably never thought twice about your genitals. But god forbid someone wanting to change their body.  God-fucking-forbid someone wanting to be themselves. Jesus-Christ-wearing-crocs-forbid someone making themselves happy.

If you’re trans and you’re reading this, keeping being the beautiful you! And if you’re closeted, remember there is no shame in wanting to be yourself. Insist on people using the right pronouns and calling you the right name. That’s who you are and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.

(This all applies to trans men too. I just see too many trans-women-are-not-women posts.) 

Having an eating disorder is… exhausting. It’s the only word I can use to describe it, it’s… physically exhausting, obviously, no matter what disorder you have it’s gonna affect your body- and it’s so emotionally taxing and painful. It causes you to feel such intense shame and hatred for yourself, but also such… intense pride in what you’re doing that at times you’re living in this constant emotional conflict with yourself. And what you’re doing is just something that your body is biologically trained to avoid- and it’s a civil war, to be fighting against yourself. Either way, nobody’s gonna win.
—  Isa Gueye, Civil War Sickness, 2015

Sorry, not sorry for posting this. But, how do you call yourself a fan of Jeffrey but constantly body shame him and his wife. Disrespecting his family. This isn’t the first time I see something like that from her. I usually ignore this kind of stuff, but this woman pops up everywhere ALL THE TIME making up rumors about them and constantly hating on their relationship. Even going as far as using their son as something to make up rumors with. She is a grown woman and she pulls stuff like this? She always makes time to make a negative comment about them. I don’t get it? Her and this other crazy woman seem to be the best of friends spreading hate about them. What’s your obsession? Get over your jealousy wishing you were her. Well, all you can do is ignore. At the end of the day Hilarie is home with him.

@crzcorgi @mypapawinchester

Let 2k17 be the year of being your most authentic, unapologetic, shameless version of yourself. Embrace your skin, your ethnic features, your mental illness, your gender identity, your disability, your trauma, your orientation, your scars, your beauty in all of its extension.
You are bright, valuable and unique. Let this be the year you are most proud of you and yours, create without shame, learn as much as you can, allow yourself to stumble and fall, love with as much strength as you can muster.

In the words of Ezekiel Figuero,

Forget blank pages
I wanna live my life amazin’, outrageous
Can’t you see what I could be?
Purple crayon, my possibility

I've been reading an amazing book today, and it made me think about communication and the impact words can have, so here are some things I'd like to hear less:

For 2017, can we please all learn that “normal” is not synonymous with “good” or “acceptable”, but literally means “in line with the norm”, or simplified, “average”? Who came up with this idiotic misconception that normality is a requirement for acceptance? There is no correlation between your value as a person and how normal you are. There is not a single person whose every aspect is normal. “Normal” don’t mean shit and you don’t owe your normality to anyone.

And closely related to that, stop telling people who act outside of “normal” boundaries that they are going through a phase as if that makes their struggle less respectable. Impermanence doesn’t mean irrelevance. If you have someone in your life who’s going through “a weird phase”, don’t belittle them by saying “it’ll pass”, because that phase is that person’s life at the moment, so be a decent human being and, if you can, support them for as long as that “phase” lasts.

While talking semantics:
-Stop seeing “fat” as an insult. Stop saying “oh no you’re not even fat!” to your fat friends as if it were something horrible. Care about your health. Don’t care about how socially acceptable your fatness is. Demonising the word “fat” just adds to the whole body obsession.

-“if you can’t love yourself, how are you gonna love somebody else?”. No. Stop repeating that bullshit. You deserve to love and be loved, regardless of whether you love yourself or not, not everybody has this self love thing figured out (yet).

-“Why are you still single, you are so nice/ handsome/ successful”. You’re an entire person. You are not less of a person if you are single. Some people don’t want a relationship. Looking or being a certain way doesn’t just make feelings happen. Saying things like that implies that a relationship without love is better than being single.

-“I’m not a [insert any type of bigot], but…”. No. You are lying. You are exactly what you just said you are not.

I say some really dumb things myself, but this year, let’s maybe start being more aware of what we are actually saying. My personal goal is to sometimes just shut my mouth and think for a minute before going in on someone, so this goes hand in hand with that. There’s plenty more of these, let me know the important ones I forgot.

to all the cis friends out there;

don’t be afraid to call yourself out and correct yourself if you misgender your trans/nb/genderqueer friend (or even an acquaintance!), as the trans friend i can tell you that it warms my entire being if my friend makes that mistake and then takes the time to recognize both it and me as we are.

your non-cis friend whom you have misgendered isn’t going to judge you for making that mistake when you acknowledge it, it makes us really happy and feel cared for