you mothers

anonymous asked:

Don't see it! Period! Unless that is that you want to see all these things: Jens nude, she's emotionally abused, physically abused, gets touched and molested constantly by random guys, her husband has huge sentiments with her and basically rapes her, she's always submissive and never stands up for herself. And everyone around her uses and abuses her. Jens also made to look like a child/very innocent so it makes it even worse to watch when she has tears and blood all over her face all the time.

Yeah no. I think seeing it would legitimately wear me out emotionally. Like I’d probably come out of the theatre and just be…messed up. That is assuming I’d be able to stomach the entire thing in one go. 

If I EVER get the urge to watch it, just because I’ve seen the majority of Jen’s work, I think it’d have to be when I have the opportunity to stop it whenever I please. Ie, when it comes out on a streaming device of some sort. But even then, I’m still not really sure I’d like to see all of that lmao

Molly Weasley watched her third oldest son turning his back to their family but never gave up on him.

Molly Weasley saw her husband at his weakest moment as he laid wounded in St. Mungo’s hospital. She never understood what muggles thought when they started praying to their god(s):                                                                         But that night as she sat at her husband’s hospital bed she couldn’t help but fold her hands, close her eyes and just hope that there was indeed a greater deity that could bring her husband back to her family.

Molly Weasley put a bandage around her fifth son’s head when he was bleeding onto her sofa, his ear ripped away. She did not let her heart and actions be ruled by panic and fear. She would not  risk her son’s life like that.

Molly Weasley saw her son that wasn’t her son dead in Hagrid’s arms and did not show how she broke inside. Instead, she gripped her wand a little tighter, bit her lip a little stronger and started to fight a lot grimmer.

Molly Weasley cried over her fourth son’s cold body, his last laugh still etched into his face. She witnessed her fifth son crumbling right then and there. She saw her family grieving and crying. She went through hell but reminded herself to keep going.

Molly Weasly got up and stared straight into the eyes of Narcissa Malfoy. 

Proud woman, blonde hair, pale skin.

Split lips, bloody cloak, sad eyes.

They did not exchange one word.

But one glance was enough.

Narcissa’s eyes darted to Fred, to Harry, then back to Molly. Her lean finger’s tightened indiscernibly around her son’s bony shoulder.

A nod.

The war had taken enough lifes. Enough children.

And as one mother to another, Molly Weasley nodded back.

You can't deny this about Floriana Lima

All this year people has been disrespectful to Floriana Lima. Questioning her casting process, her ethnicity, insulting her skin color and criticizing her private life (I’m not going to get into that discussion again). 

Despite of all that, SHE NEVER, EVER!!! has been rude to fans, she has never made fun of them, she is always serving the fans nicely with that characteristic smile and she cares about the LGBTQ fans, unlike other cast members who have been treated much better than her (Jeremy and Melissa). 

All this kindness and gentleness of her, after all that bullying she has experied, makes me appreciate her, admire her, protect her and love her even more. Thanks for include Floriana Lima as SANVERS 50%. We are so lucky to have her. 

On Jay Z

This Jay Z stuff got me thinking about falling in love young and being so in love with a man that you let him hurt you over and over. When you’re on the outside of a situation like that, it’s easy to be like “I’m never ever gonna let a man play me like that!!!” but damn, sometimes you get caught up and don’t even realize how you loving him so much gives him wiggle room to use that against you and get away with bullshit.

I’m ODEE in love with a person who has broken my heart twice before because he wasn’t ready and needed to grow; it really be like that sometimes. We’re young, we’re growing, we’re learning. We had to do that separately. Things are still up in the air but I find comfort in the fact that we’re too young right now to have settled down right away anyway.

What is different from my situation and HORRIFYING to me thinking deeply about what Jay Z represents on a grander scale, is how he dated her in her youth, married her, and repeatedly spat all over their marriage during his “growing pains” and now, when he is approaching his 50s, is saying “I was young and immature and I’ve grown now that I have children!”.

Stuff like this is why marriage kills women early and extends men’s lives.