#<- ​how they treated tyler. for clarification

[ilovefredjones]

imagine being shazad latif. you get cast in a star trek show. you’re the main character’s love interest. the writers severely fuck your character over. you try your best, but his potential is wasted. you get written out after s2. the next love interest they introduce is shirtless in his first ever scene, and, perhaps an even worse blow, gets to keep his accent

[psychopersonified]

****SPOILERS SEASON FINALE*****

🇦🇺 walk among you….. so yes we get it early if you don’t know by now.

The fucking FEELS.

Revelations, clarifications, self discovery.

One thread gets tied off, another picked up.

Daniel casually lobbing 💣 into vampire marriages. Poking holes into the story that fans have been asking too. Daniel being even more insufferable… at the end.

Sam Barclay a DJ - with a decorative helmet? Daft Punk? 😄

Armand? What’s your next move??

A few funny moments peppered throughout.

Louis looking hella FINE in modern day. Warm light makes his eyes pop. Bittersweet homecoming in multiple ways. Seeing how his NOLA life is reduced to a footnote for tourists. The way he can walk into a luxury hotel now and the white staff treats him like any other patron - the respect he so craved in the past. I’m sure there will be more commentary around this in the next few weeks.

Lestat serving dirty rockstar vibes, funny enough, he’s serving a much better looking Steve Tyler 😁. The ‘plank’, I have jokes for this later (anyone remember Ed, Edd and Eddy?)

THE REUNION…. OMFG…. Decades of grief finally getting processed together. This one is poignant. Firstly Louis coming to terms with his own choices.

Secondly Claudia. You can imagine parents when a child is diagnosed with an incurable disease, if they have different opinions around what’s best for the child - treatment, dignity, suffering… neither is completely right or wrong, but It can tear them apart. And when the child eventually succumbs, they are left with nothing but each other and the grief - some marriages survive, some don’t.

COLOURS finally.

And to those worried about Louis fading into the background in S3, don’t worry. Don’t you worry, our boy throws down the gauntlet!

Overall, a great conclusion to the NOLA-PARIS arc. And laying foundations for something BIGGER. *wink wink*. My shipper heart whist not euphoric, is adequately satiated for now, knowing a more satisfying outcome is in the future.

Season 3 possibilities: We’re going into somewhat uncharted territory now I think. Louis is a much stronger character than the book!Louis. He has bits of Lestat’s personality and vice versa. Honestly I love it, it will make their relationship moving forward more on equal footing. It lays down the possibility of a power couple Loustat (one that I’ve been advocating) going into Prince Lestat. Lestat doesn’t have to shoulder the entire burden of governance through his personality alone, an equally charismatic partner to share it with. Maybe it will be Prince Louis & Lestat of the House of LOUSTAT endgame for the show!

[damnhotmsimmons]

Thinking about how Tyler Green isn't even a series regular yet and s17 hasn't come out but even as a secondary character in s16, he's already gonna appear in more episodes than Seaver and Stephen (despite being more unpopular in the fandom than them)

for clarification

Ashley Seaver/Rachel Nichols was in 13 episodes (a recurring character in 6x10-6x12 and a series regular from 6x15 to the remainder of s6)

Tyler Green appeared in seven episodes in s16, being completely absent in the first two episodes and episode 9. While season 17 isn't out yet, RJ is already promoted to series regular, so it's safe to assume he'll be present in every episode in s17. Should he ever miss an episode for whatever reason, it's only gonna be one or two episodes but nothing more. That's 17 episodes

Damon Gupton/Stephen Walker appeared in 15 episodes

so yeah, it's jarring how Tyler Green is already gonna be in more episodes despite evolution doing only ten episodes per season

Tyler Green's 17 episodes vs Seaver's 13 episodes and Stephen's 15 episodes. At any moment he could have more episodes than both of the latter two combined and even surpass Elle's 26 episodes and Kate's 23 episodes

also once again, both Stephen and Seaver both deserved way better than the way they were treated and ignored by the fandom

[rethesun]

My Sign of the Times Analysis

You can read it here or on my website (preferable) because the customized background delivers it best. Either way, whatever works for you is fine. 

Sign of the Times was written by: Harry Styles, Jeff Bhasker, Mitch Rowland, Ryan Nasci, Alex Salibian, & Tyler Johnson :)

Here is a truth bomb before I start. Explanation link here.

Intro & Disclaimer: I do not know Harry Styles or the other writers personally, so I apologize in advance for not noticing if I spoke for them in my writing. It is not my intention to discredit or disrespect the original meaning, so please always take Harry’s word over mine. I also will never invalidate your interpretation and feelings on a song. This song is so layered, so multi-faceted, that I could never hope to provide an exhaustive analysis. Due to it’s vagueness and openness for interpretation, I assume that everyone,  just like me, has their own ideas about it and has attached importance to it in ways that no one else's words can or should alter. This song means the world to me for reasons that aren't necessarily in this post, and that's how it is with art that touches us deeply. I've tried my best to pull it apart, lay it bare. It's still free as it can be for you all to form your own opinion on it. I will make my own conclusions in the synthesis but feel free to ignore that if yours are different. I'm just one set of brain and heart, taking in Sign of the Times and projecting whatever I think is right onto it. (Thanks to killmygoldenn for the above intro help) Even if my interpretation is far from accurate, Sign of the Times is still my favorite song. I am not rigid about my interpretations and much rather say "this is how I feel but I'm leaving it all open-ended. Fair warning, this first page is full of disclaimers. Eek, sorry. Please remember, these assumptions I make are possibly very misleading and not factual.  

Keep in mind that the story of a mother in childbirth applies just as much throughout but is not the interpretation I will write. I notice some people readily look over the childbirth story, saying 'it makes no sense,’ but maybe the story is true and it’s still valid as one interpretation. The mother could be thinking about all these things how life will treat her child. It can easily coincide with fundamentals, “Equal rights for everyone, all races sexes, everything." Check out this and the tags for further clarification and interpretation. Alternatively, this mother and child story could be a way to express this song, and it doesn't mean that it’s a true story derived from learning it second hand. 

I enjoyed finally writing this all down as it's been on my mind for so long. Thank you for taking the time to read. It honestly means the world.

Topics TW: Life, death, and human rights struggles

People have summed up this song into a few words: closeting or band struggles. I don’t think those are incorrect conclusions at all but the point of an analysis is to write and so even if my perspective is unoriginal and obvious/self explanatory to some, I still chose to write it all out as it’s therapeutic and because the song has captured my heart entirely. 

Note: Harry Styles mentioned the lyrics aren't just about a mother tragically losing her life and having five minutes with her child. Styles said he didn't want to focus on politics but wanted to focus on human rights. When asked about the meaning, Styles initially said he was leaving it ambiguous, stating: 

I don’t think I���d ever say exactly what it’s about. For each person to take away what they get from something is important. It is the most literal song on the album. It’s a view of a lot of things that go on.

However, in his April 2017 interview with Rolling Stones, Styles further elaborated on a more specific meaning:

“Most of the stuff that hurts me about what’s going on at the moment is not politics, it’s fundamentals. Equal rights for everyone, all races, sexes, everything. 'Sign of the Times' Comes from 'This isn’t the first time we’ve been in a hard time, and it’s not going to be the last.' The song is written from a point of view as if a mother was giving birth to a child and there’s a complication. The mother is told, 'the child is fine, but you’re not going to make it.' The mother has five minutes to tell the child, 'go forth and conquer.'”

A little note about song interpretations I agree with which applies to this post and they explained it best.

"Just stop your crying, it's a sign of the times."

I interpreted the beginning line as encapsulating the entire song. In my opinion, all of the interpretations can work all at once. After all, life is full of turns, and there are multiple points of view. It's another reason I love this song; you can apply many meanings. I am not telling you how to interpret it, so whatever you want works. If you dislike one or all of my interpretations, that's okay. You can also separate these ideas if you like one concept more than the others. 1. The mother and her child, 2. Human rights, 3. world issues like hunger, poverty, war, pollution, environmental devastation, our human impact, and how we keep destroying things. 4. The inner feelings - struggles of being in and leaving 1D, 5. In a broad sense, anyone can relate to concept #5: The inner feelings or critic telling you to grow up it's time for something else. Whatever it is, it is not helping you, at least not anymore. Then there are additional interpretations which are the perspectives of who is giving the message and how it is being received. 6. The loved one you trust to counsel you 7. public interpretation, fans losing boundaries, managers telling the subject to do more of what they ask of, in a boxed-in way. You can see how this can go either way: one is more loving and considerate/validating. The other is more about invalidating emotions.

BTW: I'm not saying Harry doesn't make his own decisions. In this interpretation, where it's about fame, we don't know about specific situations that are not aligned with the subject's wants but align with the music industry's preferences. One point is how 1D was overworked and very much dehumanized. Their mental and physical health was not the priority when it should always have been. "Styles never really fit the cookie-cutter role he was expected to fulfill while in One Direction, and he didn't always have the self-confidence he has today. And his fans could tell. He was always bursting out the seams with more to offer, suffocating from the confines of boyband-hood. From management to stylists to contracts, Styles was being molded into a lesser (but still genuine) version of himself."

This next paragraph is so ugh because my brain was having a low moment so it’s not concise: My last two disclaimers, promise. It doesn't have to be specific to the music world, there can be blocks due to many things, and hopefully, I touch on those topics well enough later on. When I say something like, "music/entertainment industries," I mean it’s a 'power structure' in this heteronormative world that does not tend to have your best interest at heart and is more about keeping things a certain way. Finally, when I say "violation of human rights," I'm implying everything from racism, sexism, homophobia, our heteronormative, gender strict society, etc. Still, I won't specify, and it's up to you to make that specification. Glad that’s out of the way. 

In 2017, Harry hosted The Late Late Show with James Corden and used a lyric for his comedy skit. He directed a line at trump. Harry turned to face a camera and said, "Just stop your crying, it the sign of the times." Some say it's just a comedic convince because it fits well since trump was being impeached for the first time that day, while the meanings are mutually exclusive. To me, that interpretation stands against what trump represents. People who are money-hungry, bigoted, racist, closed-minded, vile, and phobic should quit their selfish crying, make room, and adjust to the times.

To further back up my view above, during the second leg of the HS1 tour, which crossed through June, Harry said, "This is for anyone out there who needs it, this is Sign of the Times, Happy Pride!" Right before singing s.o.t.t. at several of his concerts.

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"Welcome to the final show Hope you're wearing your best clothes" Explanation part: 1. Some connect this line as a direct reflection of the 1D years and their final concert in 2015. Styles told The Sun in 2017 that his time in the band is something he has expressed in his debut album but not in a predictable way. "Rather than just go in and tell the story about what happened, I got to think about how it actually made me feel at the time." "I feel like it’s a good way of saying what you want to say about something without having to sit and be like, ‘You know what, this really p**ed me off.’ But I also wanted it to be fun to listen to. I didn’t want it to make me depressed."

Explanation part: 2. To me, it's somewhat making fun, mocking the fact we put much value on material and trivial things in this world. The following two lines support this below. It's saying hope you did your best and did not make your life all about the wrong things. It could be saying, hope you don't have regrets because there is no return. As far as we know, this is our only life.

"You can't bribe the door on your way to the sky"

Explanation: Note: In literature, doors tend to describe beginnings, endings, transitions, opportunity vs. blocks, and thus duality. 1. The sky symbolizes stardom/power, and the door is the point where you don't have much say in what you want on the road to stardom. Contracts, power hungry people, and prejudice/outdated views still profoundly impact the way things are permitted to operate. 2. The sky symbolizes the end of life/afterlife. The door represents something otherworldly, like the gate to the heavens or (a) God. So you can't bribe your way into redemption with earthly things; your life has to speak for itself. What transcends what you can see and hear, what transcends earthly things, is universal and pure? Love. Many cultures believe you can't take things with you when you die, so most things don't matter. In the end, only the love you had and shared with others will, especially to the people still here. I think it makes you ask yourself, what is your impact?

"You look pretty good down here But you ain't really good"

Explanation: 1. Again adding to the symbolic clothing, the shiny and the trivial things all seem to matter. We get caught up in the striving for something, but sometimes they aren't all as cracked up to be. They hardly matter at all. Happiness is not a goal; it's a result of doing and being. "Ease is a by-product, not a pursuit. The next time you resent the existence of an obstacle, remember that we don't grow by seeking comfort but by overcoming discomfort. Happiness is not a goal, it is a by-product." - Eleanor Roosevelt, You Learn by Living. This lyric connects back to the beginning of Verse 1, "Just stop your crying, it's a sign of the times."

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"We never learn, we been here before"

Explanation: An insurmountable feeling. 1. This line seems to be coming from the suffering subject(s) or the one(s) who see the suffering and are tired of it happening again and again, not just in one's life but notice the repetition in lifetimes throughout history. 2. Will we collectively learn from human history and finally genuinely change our ways, so humans feel safe and equal? 3. On an individual level, will we ever learn? Since we already put ourselves through something terrible once or twice, why continue down the same path? An example can be about the music and film industry not allowing people the freedom to do/be 100% what they want to do/be. These lyrics can apply to all sorts of things much less complex, like particular bad habits, but I believe it's not about that, and it's more complicated, like inequality, as Harry said.

"Why are we always stuck (aka "stuckin" to sound like f-ckin) and running from"

Explanation: 1. Being stuck is usually a terrible feeling; it can feel like you have no control over things, and you're lost or stagnant in life. Then he adds "running from," meaning it's eventually tiring and draining. [ I almost interpret this as, 'why do humans over complicate things and try to accomplish so much, why can't we take smaller strides and be in the present?' I have decided that is a subcategory. It's valid but not the concept I will focus on the entire time. ] While "The bullets? The bullets?" can represent dark obstacles, maybe something that feels somewhat impossible to outrun without protection. For me, what comes to mind is still along the lines of human rights, equality, safety, and it can apply to the mistreatment in stardom. Why are we always having to outrun and work so hard to feel a sense of security or liberation? "We gotta get away from here" Explanation: 1. We have to get away from this negative thing and find a place of safety, physically or metaphorically. 2. We have to stop this bigotry and make this world a safer place.

"Just stop your crying, it'll be alright" "Stop your crying, baby, it's a sign of the times" "They told me that the end is near" "have the time of your life breaking through the atmosphere, and things are pretty good from here Remember everything will be alright"

Explanation part 1: As mentioned, we can interpret these lines in many ways/tones, even as multiple people communicating. Ex: tone-deaf, dismissive, or sometimes as more matter of fact. Alternatively, we can interpret it as someone loving and understanding someone going through life changes with trial and error. 1. The person could be thinking out loud and or listening to their conscience. Maybe as self-soothing, or they are critical of themselves. In this instance, the subject could be saying they have it good and can or should make the best of it not just for themselves but also for other people. 2. Two or more people are talking to each other about being in the same challenging situation. 3. The trusted loved one hearing them out and reminding them things will be okay eventually. 4. The music industry tells the subject how good they have it while providing them with privilege and dates, parties, drugs, alcohol, etc., while withholding certain freedoms. Unfortunately, having so many fans can be a part of this; it isn't just the industry that invades the subject's personal life. (#4 applies when you interpret the tone as something negative)

"They told me that the end is near" "breaking through the atmosphere"

Explanation part 2: 1. The "atmosphere" can be another way to say "sky." Remember, the "sky" so far has symbolized fame, fortune, ambition, the afterlife, and now I am interpreting it as breaking a glass ceiling and or collective historical milestones. Regardless of the milestones size, we are still making progress, and the end of a dark time, possibly for human rights, can be coming to a stop. Or so we wish. We still have levels to go; however, there is light making its way through the tunnel. There is so much hope.

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"We can meet again somewhere, Somewhere far away from here"

Explanation: 1. Life and death: many of us believe one day we can reconnect in peace with those we love in the afterlife. 2. We can have our equal rights and or can come together again when it's safer, hopefully soon and in this lifetime, but maybe we won't see enough change in one lifetime. "We" can stand for the subject and or anyone who can relate to them.

"We don't talk enough, we should open up. Before it's all too much Will we ever learn? We've been here before. It's just what we know"

Explanation: To me, this comes across as possibly an intimate (personal, not sexual) thought or spoken conversation. 1. There is a lack of communication with someone or a few people, which has become difficult to handle. 2. Not speaking about something can feel like a burden. The lack of discussion and safety around the topic is becoming too much, pushing the person to their limit. 3. "we don't talk enough" doesn't have to mean literal communication it can mean, in general, the subject/the subject and a few people/the world, doesn't deal with things well. 4. Alternatively, someone can see that many people are suffering at their limits.

"We've been here before" "It's just what we know"

Explanation: "It's just what we know" 1. We are personally used to, and this could be, being treated as less and not given equal rights and safety. 2. The state of the world and repeating things from history is just what we know, and we struggle to escape it because many people don't want to change. In some way, the subject is answering their own question about why they or we always feel stuck and running and why we never learn.

"We gotta getaway, we got to get away We got to, we got to, away"

Explanation: Pleading exclaiming we must stop all of this or we must get away from all of this unnecessary hurt. "Away" can be the place or a period or even a whole lifetime from now of acceptance, freedom, and love.

This song is not about just pain and feeling sad. This debut album banger and genuine masterpiece leaves everything and at the same time nothing on the table. Simply because it's the first single on the first album does not mean it lacks. There is so much growth, soul, wisdom, patience, grit, heart, life, and love in it. It is truly cathartic.

[beauvibaby]

4 Times He Thought You Were Beautiful + 1 Time He Told You How He Felt

1.

You and Tyler were close, great friends, that’s what you told people, when they asked, and you always brushed off how they would look at you like you sprouted another head. “Y/N?” Tyler spoke, startling you as you focused on the movie, your head snapped towards him, along with Gerry’s who had his resting on your lap. “What?” You asked, blushing when your voice cracked. You had totally gotten sucked into the universe of the movie you were watching and hadn't even realized you started crying along with the main characters. "You alright?" He asked, softly nudging you with his shoulder. You nodded enthusiastically, "it was sad." You pouted, not noticing how his eyes lingered on your lips a little longer than a friends should. "Yeah, I guess." He teased, smiling down at the mop of your hair that was tied up, and now as you leaned into his side it hit him in the face. Tyler dramatically pushed it away, laughing when you whined at the action. "Ouch!" You gasped as he went to move his hand back but his finger was stuck in a small knot. "Oh shit, sorry!" He laughed, quickly figuring out how to get his finger out. He watched as you broke into a fit of giggles, trying to figure out how to fix your hair without it looking too messy. He wished he could tell you that no matter what you did you'd be the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen.

2.

"Y/N, would you stop, you look great." Tyler sighed as you kept adjusting the fabric hanging off your body, "you have to say that, you're the one forcing me to go to this stupid event!" You groaned, turnign to see him watching you. "I don't have to, friends don't lie, remember?" He pointed out, rolling his eyes when you adjusted his tie. "If you don't hurry, we're going to be late!" Jamie shouted down the hall, you jumped away from Tyler as if you were doing something wrong. You hid your blush with you lightly curled hair, scurrying out the door, "you look nice." Jamie complimented as you passed him in the doorway. "Not too bad yourself, Benn." You retorted, smiling as you approached Katie who was doing just like you had been, constantly smoothing out her dress.

"Man, when are you going to tell her?" Jamie quizzed his friend as they slowly walked down the hall towards the two talking ladies. "Soon." Tyler mumbled, "you've been saying that for months." Jamie responded, rolling his eyes, "listen, all I'm saying is if I was in your position with Katie, I'd be damned to let her go out like that and not tell her I was in love with her." "I'm not in love!" "Whatever you say."

3.

The knock on the door made you shoot up, practically running over there as you recognized it as Tyler's knock, you knew he'd ring the doorbell in a second and you didn't want to risk it waking up your finally sleeping 8 week old niece. You were babysitting, and not expecting company, it was only Tyler, he's seen you in worse than this oversized t-shirt and sleeping shorts. But still you hesitated, pushing your minor insecurities aside. "Don't you fucking touch that doorbell." You whisper shouted as you swung the door open, Tyler's hand froze, barely an inch away from the bell. "Uh, hello to you too." He mumbled, he took in your appearance, and his eyes landed a little low on your chest, surprising you. "You got a little something?" He pointed and you looked down turning bright pink as you noticed the spit up on your shirt. "I'm watching Laila tonight, remember, the wedding?" You whispered, stepping aside to let him in. He nodded, mouthing an "ohhh", "I finally get to meet her!" He cheered quietly, you laughed under your breath as he followed you aimlessly into the kitchen, you grabbed a paper towel, wetting it slightly and rubbing at the spit up, Tyler laughed watching you struggle to get it off. "You can go change, she'll be fine, if not I can handle her for a couple of minutes." He assured you, softly padding his way along to the living room where Laila slept soundly on the couch, her soft minky blanket draped over her little body, her arms up over her head. You stopped on your way to your bedroom, watching in awe as he looked down at the baby. She started to whine and your instincts came over you as you rushed over, picking her up before Tyler had time to react. “You didn't even change!” He groaned, arms crossed over his chest, “I can hold her, go.” He demanded, holding his arms out for the small girl. She stopped fussing the second you picked her up, you trusted him of course, but still looked at him with wide worried eyes when you handed her over. He eased your nerves, cradling her with both arms even though he really only needed one. “Go.” Tyler spoke again, sitting on the couch, the baby safely nestled in his chest. You took a mental picture before rushing off to your room to change into a clean shirt. 

“Your aunt is something else, isn't she?” Tyler whispered to the small girl, she simply stared up at him, “she really is, you’re gonna love her so much.” He spoke again, glancing over when he heard you coming down the hall. “Our secret.” He winked at the baby, who only gurgled in response. He couldn’t help but think you looked stunning even as you walked back in, basically the same outfit just a clean shirt, your hair a mess, no makeup, and your cheeks just the littlest bit flushed. 

4. 

Tyler would probably never tell you how he accidentally saw you in your bra and panties, he was impatiently waiting for you to finish getting ready to go out, you had just had another failed date. His treat was always taking you out, whatever you wanted, it was like a tradition, he always wished he’d just tell you how he felt, and then these could be your actual dates. But he wouldn't do it, especially not tonight as he froze in the hardly cracked door, hearing you sniffle, he felt like someone stabbed him straight in the heart, he closed one eye, being able to spot you through the door, you stood in front of your mirror. He watched you turn to the side, sucking your stomach in a little, running your hand over your side. He felt wrong watching you, but he couldn't bring himself to look away, and not because of how little you were wearing, but because he was hoping, praying, that you’d see something positive in yourself. He held his breath as you turned the other way, now facing the door, but you were too absorbed in nit picking your body to notice him. You stood on your tippy toes, adjusting your underwear as if it would make your butt just a little rounder, your hands toying with the straps of your bra, wishing everything sat a little tighter, but it didn't. Thats what you always told yourself, normally you were confident, Tyler had never seen you so unsure of yourself. In his defense he had met you when you were dancing drunkenly on a table in a bar, so you were full of confidence then, and it really set the tone for your friendship. Tyler wanted so badly to bust in there, and tell you how beautiful you were, to him, to anyone with eyes. He couldn't, he didn't, he slowly backed away, making his way to the living room, trying to push his sadness away. 

+ 1.

You were rushing down the halls, the sound of your heeled ankle boots sounding like you were slamming them. The words kept playing through your ears, “Number 91 Tyler Seguin, will not be returning to play tonight.” You knew your way around the arena like the back of your hand. The second you heard the words, Katie pushed you to your feet, Jamie meeting your eyes through the glass as you hauled ass, you knew it was a nasty check, head first into the boards, he didn't hop right up and you knew, something really had to be wrong. The security guard knew you so he didn't hesitate to step aside as you went rushing in, “Tyler?” You called softly, not wanting to startle him, he hummed in response, laid on the PT table, an arm over his eyes. “What’s the news?” You whispered, approaching him, lightly running your hand over his arm, he moved to uncover his eyes, blinking to adjust to the lights. “Concussion.” He sighed, you leaned over him slightly, tucking your loose hair behind your ears. “You scared me, Ty.” You admitted, biting the corner of your lip, looking away for a second as he looked up at you with a slightly dazed look. “I’m sorry.” He mumbled, sitting up, you moved out of the way, grabbing his arm to steady him when he swayed a little. “Nice jersey, who got it for you?” He quipped, lightening the mood slowly. He toyed with the loose fabric hanging over your wrists. “Great guy, I think you’d like him.” You teased in return, he gave you a lopsided smile. “Y/N?” He grabbed your hands, and you looked down at them before up at him, “I need to tell you something, before the game is over and the boys ruin our moment.” He got your attention with his words, you frowned when you saw the hesitation in his eyes. You cupped his face for a moment, his hands went to your waist out of instinct. “Tyler, you can tell me anything, I promise.” You assured him, not being able to resist running your thumbs across his cheeks. 

He closed his eyes for a moment, “I love you, Y/N.” He whispered, you were happy his eyes were closed as you let a wide grin cover your face. He peaked one eye open to see your reaction, you didn't even have to ask for clarification. You knew what he meant. “I love you too, Tyler.” You laughed softly, easing his nerves. “Can I finally kiss you now?” He smirked, already knowing the answer. He pulled you in by the waist, the fabric of your Seguin jersey getting bunched together. Finally, you thought, finally you were kissing him, it was soft and slow, nothing was rushed it was a simple yet passionate kiss. That of course was interrupted by the boys whistling, “fuck off.” Tyler grumbled, hiding his face in your neck, you laughed softly, kissing the side of his head, you could get used to this. “You’re gorgeous, I’m so lucky.” He whispered, only you being able to hear it as the boys started talking all at once. “Tyler.” You sighed in return, your heart skipping a beat at his words. He shook his head, gripping you a little tighter, wishing he didn't have a concussion, and wishing the guys weren't in here. “I promise, you’re never going to feel like you’re not good enough again.” He leaned back, pressing a quick kiss to your cheeks before the guys could chirp him. Now you hid in his neck, careful not to bump his head with yours. “I know you saw me, a couple weeks ago, I heard you walking away from the door.” You whispered to him, he tensed slightly, “I’m sorry.” He admitted, you chastely kissed the skin of his neck. “It’s alright.” You assured him, “you just had to get a damn concussion tonight.” You added teasingly, “believe me, I’m angrier about it than you are.” He sighed, “you’ll just have to make it up to me, Seguin. The second you get cleared.” You smirked, getting a confidence boost when he gripped you a little tighter. “You can count on that, baby.”

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[winged-fool]

Hey friend! Anti-max/echo/Maria anon here 🧡🧡 this is a long one hahahaha… I promised some happy thoughts after the Alex-less last two eps and it’s honestly taken me this long to get my thoughts in order… so I really loved the growth shown by Alex and Michael both in themselves and towards each other this season.. the communication between them was very refreshing 🥰 where there would be misunderstandings and fights in the past, there was open discussion and clarification, which was good to see! Did I hope for more of a build up before Malex reunited - absolutely! I look at all the time wasted throughout the season (on Maria and Wyatt and racists and racist cops and Maria and Maria…) and they definitely could’ve ditched some of that to focus on Malex… but to be honest, I’m actually glad Malex happened quickly because when have the RNM writers ever made a long term storyline work and make sense over multiple episodes..? Never.. so, while I was disappointed in the lack of build up (I wanted pining and longing looks because goddam Tyler and Vlam could’ve delivered it SO well!!), in hindsight I’m relieved because if they did attempt a slow burn then 3 eps later the writers would’ve completely forgotten about it and it would never be mentioned again… murder vision, anyone..? So the last two episodes… Le sigh…… to have Alex so isolated while literally everyone was at deep sky was beyond ridiculous… and there are rumours circulating that Tyler didn’t want to shoot group scenes because of covid (not sure how true this is..) but they could’ve worked around that!! Maybe film Tyler’s scenes alone and then EDIT the scene to make it appear that Alex is also in the room….. or have Alex be the one who found Michael (and Sanders!!!) in 3.12 (MARIA DID NOT NEED TO BE IN THAT EPISODE!!) and then have a scene where Michael explains to Alex that he needs to lay low as Jones knows who he is… like there were SO many ways to work around it but no… instead we had Alex not react in any way to Michael being kidnapped, then in the finale for 4 minutes, and we had Malex’s first date not shown and isolated from everyone… I just can’t even express how frustrating it was… I mean, I’ll still watch season 4 and bitch to you about it every week hahahaha but to see a show with such a talented cast, and interesting and nuanced characters miss the mark on pretty much everything ALL the time just astounds me.. and it shouldn’t because it’s been happening the whole time but I guess I just expected more… which is my own fault hahahaha… ok, I think this ends my rant hahahaha as ever, sending love and positive vibes your way my friend 🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡

Hello my friend! Apologies for the delay in replying! Ah yes I also loved the growth for both Alex and Michael - both individually and together! You're absolutely correct that we can't trust the writers to deliver on a slow burn so I'm also relieved we got their reunion earlier in the season!! I am still pretty disappointed with the way they treated Alex's character in the finale - I'm so angry they missed the opportunity to have Alex losing his mind with Michael being kidnapped and then could have been to find him would have been lovely! Wasted opportunity... I just can't believe the way they dropped the ball on Michael being missing - literally NO ONE cared!! It was so lame and frustrating.

I'm really hoping that we can see better utilization of the characters and cast for s4. But as they've proven over and over again, the writers simply don't know how to handle an ensemble cast!! But yes, I will also be a sucker watching every week for s4 and we can continue to commiserate on how awful it is lol

Sending a lot of love right back at you!! Hope you've had a great Halloweekend!

[atths--twice]

Fourth chapter. Ugh I LOVE THIS ONE! ❤️💕

Chocolate Kisses

December 11, 2009

The first one, sitting inside her bag, should have been a clue, but Scully ignored it, her morning already a hurried rush.

The second one, she also brushed aside. It was Christmas and candy was abundant at that time of year.

Although not usually in her lab coat pocket.

The third one made her stop and give pause, as it sat on her desk. And this time, it was more than one, it was six: two each of green, red, and the classic silver.

Six chocolate kisses sitting in a pattern, waiting for her on the desk.

Looking around, she saw no one and she could not imagine who would have done it anyway. It was odd, but she thought perhaps it was the office Secret Santa she had quickly signed up for, not really paying much attention at the time. Were they supposed to give candy? She would have to ask Carolyn, the organizer, when she saw her later.

Picking up a kiss, she unwrapped the green foil and slid the chocolate into her mouth, sighing as it hit her tongue. Closing her eyes, she leaned back in her chair, with a deep breath.

It had been a hectic few days and the surprise chocolate was helping to ease her tension. It must be her Secret Santa person, who most likely asked around and found out she enjoyed chocolate and this was a cute way to give her her gift.

She opened her eyes and picked up another kiss, unwrapping it and letting it slowly melt in her mouth.

Better, she thought, taking another deep breath. Thanks, Secret Santa.

She stood and scooped up the other kisses, dropping them into her pocket, as she grabbed a file and walked out the door.

During the course of the day, more kisses appeared, causing her to watch everyone, wondering who was doing this to her. Patients handed them to her with a knowing smile, five were given to her when she paid for her lunch, as the cashier grinned with a wink.

Frowning, she headed back to her office to eat and see if she could find Carolyn and speak to her, to get some clarification. It was beginning to unnerve her a little bit.

Arriving in her office, she discovered another bunch of them on her desk, this time arranged in two hearts; one larger one, with a smaller one inside of it.

“What the hell?” she muttered, looking around again as she set her tray of food on the desk. Shaking her head, she picked up the phone and dialed Carolyn’s extension.

“Hello?” Came her cheerful voice and Scully closed her eyes.

“Carolyn, it’s Dana.”

“Dana! Hello! How are you today?”

“Fine, thank you. Busy, but you know how that is,” she said and Carolyn laughed. “I just had a question about the Secret Santa you had us sign up for, was it last week? I don’t remember.”

“We signed up two weeks ago and I sent you an email about it last week. Did you not get it?”

“Oh! I uh… let me double check,” Scully said, knowing she had definitely ignored it when she saw it last week. Carolyn was a bubbly doctor who was very kind, but sometimes too much for Scully. “Oh, yes here it is, I guess I missed it.” She read it quickly, seeing she had to get something for Doctor Tyler by the eighteenth.

“Did the email answer your question?” Carolyn asked kindly.

“Not exactly. I see the date we will exchange gifts, but… we don’t do it early right? No one should do that?”

“Umm. No, I wouldn’t think so. That’s our staff party date. I don’t know why anyone would do it early. Did you receive a gift?”

“No. I’m sorry. I think it’s just the season, people are in the sharing spirit. Thank you, Carolyn. Sorry to have bothered you.”

“Dana, you’re never a bother. Happy I could help. Goodbye.”

They hung up and Scully looked at the kisses set out in heart shapes again, shaking her head. She was being paranoid, too much time around Mulder all those years. Maybe someone was just being nice, sharing and embracing the season.

Still, she would be vigilant. Keep an eye out.

No further kisses appeared after her lunch, for which she was thankful. Able to concentrate on her work, the day passed quickly and at seven, she packed up her bag and left her lab coat on the coat rack.

Putting half the kisses in her desk drawer, she put the others in her coat pocket, a treat for the drive home.

As she closed the gate and drove up their driveway, she smiled at the sight before her. Somehow, somewhere, Mulder had found some Christmas lights and put them up around the porch; the big colorful bulbs from when they were young. It was just a few strands, but it made her happy.

Turning off the car, she took her bag from the backseat and walked up the porch stairs, looking at the lights as she shivered. When she got to the door, it was pulled open before she could touch the knob. Mulder grinned at her and glanced toward the lights.

“Huh?” he asked and she looked over her shoulder at them. She smiled as she turned back to him.

“I like it. It looks very Christmasy,” she said and he nodded. As she made to step inside he stopped her and she frowned at him.

“Look up,” he said and she did, finding mistletoe hanging above the door. Smiling as she looked at him, he winked at her. “I’m gonna need a kiss.” He put his palm out and she frowned again.

“What?”

“Oh come on, I know you have to have at least one left,” he teased, and she realized what he was talking about.

“It was you?” she said, reaching into her pocket and feeling the small remaining handful of the colorfully wrapped kisses.

“I would hope so. Unless I should know about someone else leaving you kisses at your place of work,” he said with a grin.

“How did you do that?”

“Nope, not until you give me a kiss.” He pushed his palm closer to her and she grinned, taking one from her pocket and placing it in his hand. “No, I want a red one.”

She laughed and took the handful from her pocket and found a red one for him, exchanging it for the silver one he already held. He smiled and nodded, unwrapping it and putting it in his mouth while she did the same with the silver one, and put the extras back in her pocket.

They stared at each other with a smile as the chocolate melted in their mouths. Reaching out, he put his hand on her cheek, his thumb grazing softly.

“Now, I’ll take a real kiss,” he said and she licked her lips, his head coming closer to kiss her softly, which quickly intensified, as his tongue slid into her mouth.

No longer caring how he did it, only that he did, she wrapped her arms around his neck, her bag hitting his back. He laughed into her mouth as he pulled her inside and closed the door, his kiss tasting of the most delicious of chocolates.

[bhadpodcast]

Do You Know What Today Is?

It’s Our 5th-versary!!

And I’m not here to talk about how factually incorrect you were or what your true intentions may have been or how your words affected way more people than you probably ever intended or knew or how the very things that you were complaining about were fostered by the machine that wrote your checks.  No, my issue is this:

And it really WAS all you had to say about it!  Not an apology, a clarification, or a single word to your stans to oh, I don’t know, have some chill to their fellow fandom members and not treat them like absolute trash because they felt emboldened by your words?  

It’s actually quite a feat how quiet you’ve managed to be actually. 

Considering how you couldn’t help but coming out as gay the following year, and then following that up by coming out as lamp.  Due to the severity of that issue you quickly came out with an apology. 

Then again you went on social media claiming “we’re here, we’re queer!” laughing all the way without purpose despite openly denying being either here or queer and again, apologies.  

So, we know that you can acknowledge when you mess up and we know you can apologize and yet...

Other people have had to come out and do what you refuse to do yourself. 

And then we think, well, maybe he’s just avoiding being confrontational?  He doesn’t really take a stance, he obfuscates he dances, but then you just rolled yourself from a nice dank mix and got on IG and fed us this:

And holy hell, the boy’s got an opinion!  And it’s just as idiotic as whatever possessed him to open his fool mouth all those years ago. 

The only difference is back then you were surrounded by people who should have stopped you and course corrected and shown you how to make good decisions with your image and your life. 

Now it’s all on you. 

What are you going to do for the next five years, Tyler Posey? 

[antagonistchanremade]

Some character descriptions of the Stellar Grievances cast.

Stella Greenfield, our main protagonist, is a 20-year-old black woman. In her “civilian” form she’s got long black hair in a ponytail and wears a sweater, leather jacket, miniskirt, thigh highs, and sneakers. In her “Logged In” form, Mechaniisms, her hair is drastically shortened and gets more boyish, and her clothes are replaced with dress pants, combat boots, a really nice dress shirt, a vest, and a cravat, not including her equipment. Her eyes are purple and she’s average height. She was a strategy game nerd in the real world, and upon being thrust into the game world she suddenly essentially had a shit ton of in-universe (since the game world and real world rely on different laws of physics; notably, Newton’s laws are specifically stated to not necessarily be true in the game world) engineering knowledge dumped into her head, so strategy and technology are her two big hobbies. When not giving orders or dealing with a situation herself, she can usually be found tinkering, either on the team’s ship, the GSF Headstrong, or on her own equipment and drones. Also, she comes from an interracial family and has a white stepmom and stepbrother (her stepbrother, Tyler, actually got her into Stellar Grievances in the first place, and he’s part of the main cast for a brief period of time in the beginning). And she’s bi and has ADHD. Her Wrench is called the Gauntlet Wrench.

She’s also regularly joined by her sidekick of sorts, an AI she programmed named Eve. Eve is fully conscious (which is rare but not unheard of in the setting), and usually refers to Stella as her mother. She sometimes appears as a holographic human (and can range in size depending on where she’s projected from; if she’s being projected from Stella’s own equipment, she’s usually the size of a fairy or something, but larger hologram projectors in larger machines can make her practically any size, usually life sized), but her primary function is to operate Stella’s various combat drones, so she can also appear as them instead (and some of them can get pretty humanoid; eventually, Stella even develops a drone that just... looks like the holographic form Eve takes, so Eve can basically have a real body if she so chooses). Eve acts like your typical AI assistant character- generally unemotional and analytical, but she has emotions and whatnot, she just doesn’t really have the emotional maturity to match her logical reasoning and academic intelligence and thus comes off like a computer to those who don’t really know her.

Then, Madison, our secondary protagonist. When she’s first introduced as Buttercup, she has back-length blonde hair and yellow eyes, and is wearing a fancy lolita dress; however, when Phyll dies and passes on his powers to her, her eyes turn green and she gets a green streak in her hair, and when she changes her name to Madison and joins the team, she cuts her hair a little shorter, starts wearing it in a side-ponytail, and switches to wearing jeans and a hoodie. In her “Logged In” state, Agent Yellow, she visibly matures, getting taller, curvier, and less babyfaced (since she was generally short, smol, and babyfaced in her civilian form), her voice gets deeper, her hair gets longer (and also pointier), and her clothes are replaced by beige power armor that... basically looks like Halo power armor but without the helmet. And she wears a beige cape. She also carries a green sniper rifle. Personality-wise, she’s very much the team Cinnamon Roll, though she also carries insecurities from her time with the other Awoken Agents (as she was the last one created, and shortly after her creation work fully began on the Specialist system, so she never really got to contribute much, especially since her only power was that she couldn’t stay dead); it doesn’t help that the Agent who was kindest to her, Phyll, is now dead, and the Agent who was least kind to her, Violet, had a crush on Phyll and blames his death on her (though Violet eventually gets over all this and becomes Madison’s love interest) and can often be found brooding. Her sniper rifle is called the Proto Rifle.

Lily Flowers is the team’s Medic, and the entire basis for her character back when I first envisioned her was that she toyed with general stereotypes for people who play “Healer” characters in media vs in real life. Specifically, back when she first started playing online games, she was what you’d expect from a “healer” character in anime- a moeblob who just wants to help the team, no matter what! But years and years of maining healer characters in online games has worn her down and she’s now more like someone who actually plays healer characters in real life- cynical, sarcastic, and untrusting. Her main coping method that stops her from becoming a total bitter pessimist? Being the team memelord and shitposter. She’s basically the Moca Aoba of the team, the Neptune of the team, the Yang Xiao Long of the team, you know, that character. The one who practically says “Eh? Ehhhh?” after everything they say to make sure everyone got the stupid pun they made. She’s got short messy pink hair and silver eyes, and they don’t change at all when she Logs In. What does change? Well, for one, her prosthetic, since she’s an amputee without a right arm. In her civilian state, her prosthetic is fairly normal; however, when she Logs In to become Yuyuriri, her existing prosthetic twists around to come out of her back, and a new prosthetic that’s bulkier and clumsier but has her MedTool built in is fixed in its place. That’s not the only thing that changes when she Logs In, but it’s the biggest difference; the other big difference is that she wears a big coat in her civilian form, but removes it when she Logs In. She appears to have a different outfit when she’s Logged In, but she’s actually wearing that outfit in her civilian form, too, just under her coat. Specifically, the outfit is made up of a blue turtleneck with no right arm (so it doesn’t get in the way of her second prosthetic), jean short shorts, tights, and boots. Lily’s also a lesbian, and in fact is Stella’s main love interest.

Kyousuke Tenjou, meanwhile, was originally created for two purposes. One, to be a sort of self-insert, and two, to parody/refine the character of Kirito from SAO; the former has mostly been abandoned (my idea was that he’d start out as a total Fedora Neckbeard type, but then slowly get better as he hung out with the rest of the team, and eventually even realize he was actually a transgirl, which is an exaggerated version of how I realized I was trans (I was never quite to the Broni Friendzoni level, but still), but I eventually dropped this aspect to focus more on the Kirito thing and also to keep the team more gender-balanced, though there are still hints of it). So, Kyousuke is this brooding longer swordsman dude who’s visually similar to and named similarly to Kirito, so the comparisons are obvious. But, see, Kirito is regularly rewarded by the series for being this jackass loner dude, even if it does make a token effort to have him grow out of it; the series claims that Kirito’s loner attitude makes him less happy, but more effective as a warrior. Stellar Grievances, meanwhile, makes it clear that Kyousuke’s loner attitude is a weakness and that he’s an arrogant dipshit for thinking he can play a teamwork-based game alone, and he’s mostly doing it in an attempt to look cool and badass when it really makes him look like an asshole and a dumbass. A big part of his character arc is about him unlearning all sorts of toxic masculinity, including some internalized aphobia (because he does start out as this jackass trying to get into every woman he sees’ pants, but it eventually becomes clear that he’s trying to compensate for the fact that he doesn’t actually find any of them attractive and he feels like not liking women makes him less of a man). Anyways, in his civilian form, his hair is short and messy, but longer and messier than Lily’s; his Logged In form, xX_Kyo_Xx (or Kyo for short), reins it back in to Lily levels. His eyes are blue and his hair is black, but when he Logs In his hair is dyed electric blue and he wears green colored contacts. The colored contacts are also functional, as he wears glasses in his civilian form but not his Logged In form. He’s generally wearing black jeans, black boots, and a black sweater in both forms. In his civilian form, he wears a brown jacket, but when he Logs In he trades that out for black gloves and a black cape.

Travis Bhatia was created pretty much alongside the concept of the Scout class itself, but once I’d finished deciding what the Scout class even did, I decided to flesh out his story, and his character arc ended up being about felon’s rights. Because a big part of his backstory is that when he was 19, he committed a horrible crime. And this wasn’t a case of him being framed, or it being an accident; he did a terrible thing on purpose. And he agrees that it was terrible, and even that he deserved to go to jail for what he did. And he did go to jail for three years. But when he got out, that was when the bullshit started. America treats its convicted felons very badly, even once they’ve served their time. And while Travis agrees that he deserved every second of his jailtime, he feels like he was completely screwed over when he got out. He’d served his time, but he was still being punished. And he ended up having to freeload with a cousin of his, and got addicted to online video games like Stellar Grievances. Which is why getting stuck in another world was the best thing that ever happened to him- it let him get a new start on life without the baggage of his felony. Travis is also a first-generation American, as his parents were immigrants from Britain, and he’s also ethnically Indian (for clarification, if it wasn’t obvious, actual Indian, like from India). In his civilian form, he wears jeans and a logo t-shirt; in his Logged In form, Explorer21 (or just Explorer for short), his jeans turn back, he gets his hoverboots, he gets goggles, he gets gloves, the logo on his shirt disappears, and he gets covered in belts, but most importantly, he gets a really long leather coat with a popped collar that looks totally cool when he’s flying around. He’s generally pretty chill and down-to-earth. He’s also gay and very flirty. Originally he was gonna be covered in robes, kinda inspired by the music video for Superheroes by Daft Punk. Travis is also the second tallest of the team after James.

James Reynolds was actually not originally gonna be part of the main cast. I created James to be an antivillain who became friends with Kyousuke and helped Kyosuke realize he was a transgirl, since James was himself a transman. The team’s Marine was gonna be Stella’s brother Tyler. However, I found myself mixing up Travis and Tyler’s names a lot, and realizing that I just liked James better than Tyler, and wanting explicit trans representation back in the team after I decided to leave Kyousuke a guy after all, so I decided to replace Tyler with James. But I didn’t want the antivillain angle with James to go away completely, and Tyler’s presence in the beginning of the story was very important (in fact, Tyler’s presence in the beginning was significantly more important than his presence once things get going, which is part of why I nixed him), so I decided that Tyler would be the team’s initial Marine, but he’d have to leave the team fairly early on, and the team would be without a Marine for a while until James, introduced as an antivillain, would betray his villainous allies to join the protagonists. Anyways, James is the tallest member, with blue eyes and messy orange hair in a ponytail. His general appearance can basically be described as “Bishounen”. He’s generally wearing jeans, a blue t-shirt, and an unbuttoned brown button-up shirt. His Logged In state, Don1998 (or just Don for short), wears a fedora (NOT FOR THOSE REASONS), a dress shirt, dress pants, dress shoes, a green tie, and a blazer. James is generally pretty quiet and stoic, though he does often either chuckle or glare depending on his mood. He’s also bi, and a frequent (willing) target of Travis’s flirting, though his primary love interest is a woman.

EDIT: I forgot to mention that Travis and James’ hair colors change when they Log In. Travis’s hair is black, Explorer’s is green; James’ hair is orange, Don’s is red. Don’s also got slightly shorter hair than James, but James’ hair is already pretty short. Travis has spiky hair in either form.

[winchesternova-k]

1-4 just a few clarifications. the ranch owners and the native american community involved did indeed confirm that nothing was touched, stolen, or removed from any burial site during the shooting of the movie. and it was also reported by both the press and the official sources involved that neither thomas brodie-sangster, nor dylan o’brien, nor anyone else from the maze runner cast took anything from those grounds: they just joked about it in an interview to cover up the lack of safety on set,

2-4 and the studio apologized for their words. so yeah: that was 100% correct. as for tyler posey abusing those women it happened a month ago and he wasn’t hacked (one of the girls he violated even reported him and called him out publicly on his disgusting behavior under one of his recent tweets, and posey’s only answer was ignoring her and promoting his new band with another tweet instead. that’s

3-4 i wholeheartedly agree with you tho. violating women’s privacy and consent and treating them like shit is toxic masculinity and rape culture 101 and should be condemned by everyone. ik posey and scott/posey stans has always been bitter ‘cause teen wolf fans and viewers preferred derek hale and stiles stilinski to his character scott mccall, but fans are entitled to watch a show for whoever and whatever reason they want, they are not obligated to watch it for scott/posey only,

4-4 and posey’s jealousy is still not a valid excuse for tyler posey’s recidive toxic behavior anyway. i am a latina and an abuse victim myself and I don’t have any problem admitting that posey’s a shitty person in real life. and that’s because i don’t judge people for the color of their skin, but for their actions

okay so, first off that explains a lot. the incident i was talking abt was 3 yrs ago, so we’ve been talking abt different things. this is a completely separate issue and completely and utterly disgusting. promoting his band instead of addressing the allegations (idk how else to phrase that) just makes it worse. i always believe victims when they come forward, and this case is no different. i hope he suffers some consequences.

concerning dob & tbs; i’m glad that nothing was actually taken, but he still should’ve been made to apologise bc that’s a rlly gross joke to make. idk why it was reported that the native american community said that if they didn’t, but that’s definitely smth i read at the time.

concerning the teen wolf fandom; i rlly don’t think i was that simple. i wasn’t there and i won’t speak abt posey’s reaction bc idk. but i do know plenty of fans of colour were upset w the way scott was sidelined. i’m not saying ppl were obligated to like scott or posey, just to be mindful that they weren’t being racist when they expressed their dislike or that that dislike didn’t stem from racism. in particular, saying that scott should’ve been killed off so the stiles could be the lead could’ve only stemmed from racism, the way i saw it talked abt.

jealous or not, i don’t doubt that posey would’ve experienced a lot of racism from fandom. again, that does not excuse his actions. i also don’t think the racism contributed to his actions or anything like that, but i feel it’s important to point out that ppl were being disgusting towards him before his toxic behaviour emerged. i also want to make it clear that i don’t think everyone who disliked posey or scott was racist, just that a lot of ppl (esp white fans) were.

idk if part of the fourth ask (except for the last sentence) is a jab or not but again i want to clarify; i am not saying that tyler posey is not a shitty person. he clearly is. (that’s even more abundantly clear now that i know we’ve been talking abt different things). i’m an abuse and sexual harassment (technically assault?) survivor too and i have never excused this kind of behaviour, nor will i ever. if it’s come across that way, it’s bc i’ve worded it badly, but i’m am completely disgusted and i do condemn these actions.