you were the chosen one!!!

something that always struck me as odd about the prequels is how palpatine was able to forge a relationship with anakin in the first place.

this is definitely my biggest problem with the jedi, in relation to anakin: they let palpatine, a middle aged man, get anakin, a child, alone. the fact that palpatine’s even insistent on it at all should be ringing alarm bells. there should be Stranger Danger warnings going off, people! you’re dropping the ball, men!

and i understand that, according to the comics, palpatine threw his political weight around, saying that the senate has total control over the jedi. that you can’t deny the chancellor. but that’s incorrect - the republic is corrupt, but it’s not a dictatorship yet. as anakin’s legal guardians, the council has the full right to refuse palpatine access to anakin - it doesn’t matter who’s knocking at your door, you’re supposed to protect your charge. 

but the jedi handed him over. the second palpatine pressed, they folded; and no one tried to curb anakin’s interaction with palpatine, even though it should be clear that an old man wanting to talk with a minor day after day after day is suspicious. especially since the jedi were suspicious of palpatine anyway

Have you really forgiven? Others? Yourself?

Can you truly look at the mirror and say I have forgiven myself?
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For the past years we hear and listen to people talking about how excited they are because Ramadhan is coming or that we find people busying themselves with preparations for the coming of the blessed month of Ramadhan.

Sometimes we question our own self, how come they feel so much genuine sincerity and happiness about it?

Have you ever felt that moment where you are excited but your heart is not fully, let’s just say, prepared? Half full, half empty emotion?

It’s because you may have done so in forgiving others, asking forgiveness from other you may have wronged but you forgot something very crucial in this journey, yourself.

We forget that we have hurt ourselves so much for the past months until Ramadhan comes. We forget that we have hurt our souls so much for not praying consistently until Ramadhan comes. We forget that we have neglected our obligations as Muslims until Ramadhan comes.

Often times, we preach to other people about forgiveness, taqwa and what such yet we forget to preach to our ownself- until Ramadhan comes along.

Do you know that you are a chosen one? Yes you were from the beginning because you are a Muslim but do you know that Allah chooses you again and again? - every year He chooses you to reach Ramadhan so you can redeem yourself, why? because Allah wants to see you in Jannah.

If you are thinking that you are the worst person because of whatever you have done in your life, then know that Ramadhan is a door for which Allah makes you enter so you can repent from all of these sins that you have done and give you a hope and opportunity to ask from Him, from His Love, from His Mercy and from His Guidance. 

Forgive yourself. You may think you are the worst person right now but for Allah with every call of yours He answers you back three more times. And know that you coming back to Allah makes Him so happy and pleased more than a mother who is reunited to her long lost child. 

So learn to forgive yourself, clean your soul by forgiving before you enter Ramadhan.

My dear, it is only when you do so will you feel the sweetness and understand the true essence of saying “Ahlan wa Sahlan ya Ramadhan! Welcome O Ramadhan!”.

Make it count. Repent sincerely.

Make your way back to Allah.

He is waiting for your call and He prepared an answer that has in it more than what you will ask of Him. 

O how Merciful is Ar Rahim! O how Generous is Al Kareem! Allahu’akbar!

We ask Allah to enable us to reach Ramadhan with a purified and cleansed heart and soul. Allahumma balighna Ramadhan!

Amin

Zohayma

tygermama  asked:

I've been thinking a lot about Anakin lately and I'm not sure if his sense of self is rooted in who he is as much as it is what he is. He's so used to thinking of himself in terms of 'I am a slave', ' I am a Jedi', 'I am the Chosen One'. He seems to relate to himself as a thing.

He really does. It’s even possible to watch the movies as the progressive breakdown of Anakin’s sense of self.

When we first meet him, it’s with the defiant line, “I’m a person, and my name is Anakin.” He’s very adamantly naming himself as a person, in distinction to the name that’s pushed on him, “slave.” But the defiant tone is important there. This is a kid who is insisting on his personhood in a world where that’s not recognized by those with power over him. It’s the insistence of a person trying to remind themself of what’s true when the world around them is constantly gaslighting them.

Then Qui-Gon comes along, and the Jedi Order, and now Anakin’s not a slave but he is the Chosen one. Fast forward to AOTC, and we’ve got Anakin primarily referring to himself not as a person before all else, but as a Jedi. (In light of this, the scene following the Tusken massacre is especially interesting. Padme says that to be angry is to be human, but Anakin responds with “I’m a Jedi.” Padme insists that he’s a person, but he seems to see being a Jedi as being somehow apart, more than (or perhaps, subconsciously, less than) human.)

By the time we get to ROTS, Anakin’s entire self-conception is focused around the Jedi and the war. Everyone keeps insisting to him that he is the Chosen One. It’s even one of the last things he hears from Obi-Wan. “You were supposed to be the Chosen One.” But he’s not, not anymore, because now he has a new Master who’s given him a new name and new orders.

He spends 20 years following those orders, and finally there’s ROTJ, when Luke explicitly tries to give him back his name - his name, not the name Palpatine assigned him - and all Anakin can respond with is “I must obey my Master.”

As Granny Weatherwax of Discworld says, sin is when you treat people like things, including yourself. And Anakin spends most of his life essentially viewing himself as a tool.

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Summary: You’re the one who is always picked on, almost every day, and you’re so sick and tired of it. Nobody helps you, until one fateful day. 

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader (ALTERNATE UNIVERSE)

Word Count: 3,109 Words

Warnings: Bullying, fluff, angst, a bit of violence and gore, sappiness 

A.N: I’m always one for women standing up for themselves, but this idea just came to me and some standing up happens in the end. I swear I normally don’t like ‘damsels in distress’ but this story just happens to have a reader character a bit like that. Sorry. 

You hate life. Specifically, you hate school. No, it isn’t all those tests and assignments that teachers wanted you to do all the time, because despite those being an absolute pain, it definitely isn’t the worst thing you endured. You’re actually a reasonably smart person, and you find classes relatively easy. However, outside of classes…things are pretty terrible.

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Reggie Mantle x Reader PART FIVE: THE ARTIST & THE JOCK


A/N: I couldn’t sleep after my nap, I decided to fix up and post part 5. Seems as you guys are really liking this imagine and I’m probably gonna knock out after this now since it’s now 3am, but thanks for the notes and the reblogging it means a lot! I will wake up later and fix up two requests and post them. Also to those asking if my requests are closed because of my bio they aren’t I just posted that, so I could catch up on the ones I have right now. Meaning if you have a request you can totally send it, but I probably won’t get to it just yet. 

Words: 1627

Pairing: Reggie x Reader

Summary: Reader decides to not accept the contract and realizes her feelings for Reggie. Movie day b/w Reader, Reggie, Jughead, Betty, Archie, Veronica, and Kevin. 

Spoilers: Jughead being such a great friend.

Warnings: Some swear words I think.

Part One - Part Two - Part Three - Part Four 


You didn’t catch up to Reggie in time, he had already stepped in your home, announcing to both families that you didn’t share the same feelings as his, which wasn’t true. This flashback was a game changer. You realized you fell for Reggie Mantle on that trip too. You realized that you had only ever ignored him and decided not gain his friendship back after you both drifted apart was because you were heartbroken. He broke the promise you both made to each other that day for popularity not caring if it meant losing you as his best friend.

When you stepped in your home, your mother grabbed you by the wrist and practically dragged you up the stairs up to your room.

“I’m so sorry about tonight” your father downstairs answered to The Mantles on their way out “We’ll fix this” he reassured them as they left your home.

“How dare you?” your mother growled at you back in your room.

“Mom, I- I- can’t sign that contract!” you replied and your father made his way into your room.

“I can’t believe you just did this to us? You humiliated me in front of a business partner (Y/N)!” he scowled at you.

“I can’t believe you guys would sell me out like that! You’re supposed to be my parents!” you sobbed.

“(Y/N), honey, you know the real Reggie. He’s perfect for you and willing to go out with you unlike others here at Riverdale, this could be your chance to stop being an ugly duckling and blossom into popularity!” your mother claimed as you made your way to sit on your bed with your knees against your chest.

“You have this weekend to think about your answer, and you can’t tell anyone about tonight” your father hissed and he and your mother stepped out.

You sobbed and sobbed only to think about when did they change? When did your parents stop wishing what was best for you? Why were they pushing this so hard? Yes you like Reggie, but you couldn’t accept this absurd deal.

You changed into comfortable clothes, grabbed your phone and texted Reggie. No answer. You called. No answer.  You wanted to go to him, talk to him about your feelings, but since his parents were owners of a big company in Riverdale and owned half of the newspaper here at Riverdale you could never get past the guards they had.

You decided to grab a jacket and go for a walk to forget this whole night.

As you walked in the cold night with your headphones in your ears trying to think about how to make things right, you caught two shadows laughing by a parked car by Pops.

Your heart felt like it broke into a million pieces when you recognized it was Reggie’s car and he was with Veronica. You felt like an idiot for falling for his sob story that he probably practiced for his parents, so you could agree to that stupid contract.

You walked away, mad at yourself for everything you had put yourself through. You ignored your feelings for so long and now you wished they had never surfaced in the first place.

You needed someone to talk to, but you couldn’t tell anyone, so you decided to make your way back to the only person you knew wouldn’t care if you told them as long as they were there, because that’s all that mattered.

You opened the door to Pops and slipped in with Jughead in his regular booth. Your face puffed up from all the crying. Pop brought you a (Y/F/Flavor) milkshake and some fries.

When Pop placed the food in the table, Jughead finally took his eyes away from his laptop and saw your face. He saw the hurt in your eyes.

“(Y/N) what happened?” He questioned with worry in his eyes.

“Sadly, I can’t give you the details Juggie” you claimed as you sipped on your milkshake.

“Hey, come here” Jughead spoke as you stood up and slipped next to him as he put his arm around your shoulder and you leaned your head on him.

You both stayed like that until you finished up your milkshake and Jug finished your fries.

“Hey c’mon” Jug spoke as he closed his laptop and you left the money there for Pop and walked out in the chilly night once again.

You both walked in silence your arm linked with his as you leaned on him.

“Rough dinner then?” Jughead broke the silence.

“You have no idea Juggie” You chimed in.

“Am I ever going to know why you are so glum this frosty night?” Jughead hinted.

“I can’t tell you the events that took place on this night, but I can spare you one small gut-wrenching detail” you mentioned.

“What detail may that be?” Jughead asked with a puzzled look on his face.

“You can’t speak a word about this to anyone, if you did I might just have to get rid of the perfectly great Jughead Riverdale has” you informed Jughead with a small smile on your face.

“I swear on my beanie” Jughead notified you returning a smile.

“Wow, do you see the risk you are taking Jug?” and he just gave you a nod.

“I may have feelings for a certain Reggie Mantle” you muttered and Jughead stopped you both in your tracks.

“What? I knew it!?” Jughead proclaimed.

“Jug you can’t tell a single soul, not even Hot Dog! You swore on that beanie remember?!” you nagged as you kept walking.

“Not even Hot Dog damn (Y/N), that’s ruff” he added his pun and you couldn’t help but giggle.

“Does he know?” Jughead added on and you shook you head no as you made your way closer to your house.

“I’ll see you tomorrow for movies at Kevin’s” you told Jughead as you climbed up your window and fell asleep.

You had now gotten ready for a movie afternoon at Kevin’s and you exited your home, you hadn’t seen your parents all day and didn’t plan on it.


While making your way to Kevin’s you ran into Archie and Jughead on their way as well, so you walked with them.

“(Y/N) how was dinner with The Mantles?” Archie questioned you and Jughead just had an unreadable look on his face.

“Below average” you lied as you opened the door to Kevin’s home.

Betty was already there ordering the food, and Kevin was fixing his TV.

“Hey where’s Veronica?” you asked.

“In the restroom checking her makeup like always” Kevin mocked.

“How was dinner with The Mantles?” Betty questioned you as well.

“Oh yeah how was that?” Kevin butted in.

“Quite uneventful” you lied again and Jughead shot you a smile and you returned it.

The doorbell rang, and you were the chosen one to go open it.

As you opened it you froze.

“Are you gonna let me in?” Reggie commanded.

“Wha- What are you doing here?” You defended as Veronica made it out of the restroom.

“Reg you made it!” the raven haired girl cheered as she moved you away from the door to greet Reggie with a hug.

“After your crappy dinner, Reg called and we had a date and I invited him with us” Veronica added as she held Reggie’s hand  as they sat together and you went to seat yourself next to Jughead and Betty sat in the middle with Archie and Kevin.

“Great” Jughead mumbled under his breath.

The movie started and everyone grew quiet while eating the food Betty ordered and the junk food Kevin made available.

“Are you gonna tell him?” Jughead whispered to you in the middle of the movie as he scanned your eyes that shooted envy towards Veronica and Reggie across the living room.

“Just drop it Jug, Please” you pleaded.

“I’m going to get water, anyone want something from the kitchen?” You asked your friends as you removed Jugheads arm from your shoulders.

“More popcorn” Archie and Jughead spoke in sync.

So you made your way to the kitchen.
Soon to be joined by Reggie.

“You and Edward Scissorhands huh?” Reggie whispered as you placed the popcorn in the microwave.

“What?! His name is Jughead and he is my best friend” you hissed back.

“Really? Just friends? The way he had his arm around you right now and last night says something else” Reggie spoke out of jealousy.

“Last night?! Last night he was being a great best friend after an asshole only told me he liked me because of a stupid contract our parents made” you whispered back removing one bag of popcorn out of the microwave and placing another.

“Wait?! You didn’t tell him did you?” Reggie defended.

“No of course not, I just told him something else, beside how did you even see me with Jughead? It seemed you were too busy with Veronica in your car” you insisted with a hint of jealousy in your voice.

“Hey what’s the holdup Reg?” Veronica interrupted you both.

“Nothing just catching up, making the popcorn” you hinted at her with a fake smile on your face.

“You guys literally just saw each other last night” Veronica stated with a chuckle.

“Ha ha, you heard your girl Reg, go with her” you chuckled as you took out the other bag of popcorn and placed them in a different bowl for your friends.

Reggie led Veronica to the living room, his hand on her back and it made you sigh and followed suit and enjoyed the rest of the movie with your friends.

The movie finished and you decided you didn’t want to stick around so you made up an excuse to leave as your friends groaned at you and Jughead decided to leave with you as well.

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Part Six

With All My Heart - Part 7

Word Count: 2913

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Warnings: Medical situations, some self loathing/self esteem issues

A/N: Tags for this series are closed. Unbeta’d. All mistakes are mine. 

Feedback and constructive criticism always appreciated

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Jensen sat at your bedside long after all the tests had been done, running his thumb over your knuckles. He’d sent Jared home after a lengthy argument that he’d be fine to wait alone, that he should go get some rest and be with Gen and the kids. They’d loaded you up with so much medication there was really no way to tell when you’d fully wake up anyway. He promised to call if anything changed.

He was half asleep when your free hand shot up to your face, clawing at the oxygen mask to try and get it off. “Shh, Y/N, stop.” Jensen grabbed your hand and lowered it back down, waiting for your eyes to stop wildly searching the room and focus on him. “It’s ok, you’re alright. You gotta keep that on, though. At least for now.” You fought against him, determined to get the mask off your face. It felt oppressive and claustrophobic and you had no idea you were even in a hospital or why he was forcing you to wear it but you wanted it off and you wanted it off now. “Sweetheart, calm down. I need you to calm down. Stop fighting and I’ll explain everything and then I’ll get a nurse and see if we can get the mask off, ok?”

You finally stopped struggling, relaxing against the bed and taking in your surroundings. “Why am I in a hospital?” You finally asked and Jensen smiled at the sound of your voice. He was starting to think you weren’t able to speak.

“They said you probably had a mini stroke.” Jensen answered. “They ran a bunch of tests and I told ‘em about how sick you were when we met. There’s no really easy way to tell you this…”

“So tell me.”

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