#everyone say thank you mary for carrying the blog

[yangjeongin]

actually logged into this account for the first time in a week i hope nobody said anything funny in the tags of our posts in the past week because i will Not be going back to read everything

[marycorcaroli]

zoro and sanji with a reader who is insecure about her scars.

hurt/comfort, my fav boys.

req ♡ : hiii 🥹🩷 i don’t know if you do requests or are accepting them rn but i was wondering if u could write something for sanji and or zoro abt a reader with like scars from fighting or something and reader is insecure about them but they make reader feel better abt it 🥹 love ur blog ur stuff is soooo cute i love it i hope ur having a good day/night!!

mary ♡ : thank you for your request ! ! i enjoyed writing this so much that i even cried a little :( love your scars ! they are part of you and they make you individual 🫂💌 hope you enjoy it ! english is not my first language, i apologize for the mistakes.

rules ; masterlist.

sanji.

— he knows all about your scars and knows where you got them from. deep down, sanji wishes he could have prevented you from getting them and helped you when you needed his help and he wasn't there, and you could say he blames himself a little.

— he will notice how you look at them every time you look at them and your gaze grows dim, the sparkle in your eyes dims and your shoulders slump more and more with every exhale, you feel so bad about them and sanji is trying to help you, he will do everything in his power so that you can see the beauty in what you have.

— sanji will always be there for you when that moment comes again and you need support, he will be there for you, you don't have to worry, he will never leave you again.

— he wants you to tell him the burden you carry with you to this day, sanji will listen to you carefully, his eyes fixed on you.

"you know, sanji, they're horrible, aren't they? god, they're everywhere, i just can't live with myself because of it...i just h-" you hadn't finished your words before sanji's palms cupped your cheeks and brought them close to your face.

"let me stop you here kitten. please, i want you to know-" sanji's eyes became glassy like he was about to cry, unable to stand the way you hate yourself. "this, this and this — are you and your actions, the way you protected everyone and were brave, your heart is the strongest i've ever met, your soul is the kindest i've ever met. people appreciate you and love you, they know about your scars and they are grateful to you because you saved them and gave them a chance to live, so why don't you give yourself a chance? i'll help you, i'll be there for you, you know i'll never leave you."

— sanji has rarely ever been this sad, usually he doesn't show his emotions at all, but you make him feel so much. you made him a man with a pure soul again and gave him a chance at the love he wanted so badly and that's why he can't stand your sadness.

— he'll kiss every scar you have and say how beautiful they are.

"look, this one? oh, honey, it's so beautiful! i'll kiss it a million times, it makes you look so beautiful and even with it, you're the most beautiful person on this earth."

— he will never let you feel bad about it again, you will get the kindest words in your direction and the brightest smile from sanji, my god he will make you smile no matter what.

zoro.

— oh i think zoro is not good with his words, he is generally silent and not used to expressing his emotions, but the situation with you will not allow him to be silent. you are literally killing yourself around him and he can't do anything? his heart breaks into a thousand pieces when he sees your blank stare and all the pain in them.

— even if you say "it's okay, i'm fine" he will realize that nothing is okay, zoro knows you too well and knows the reason for your heavy sighs.

— he'll start by coming over to you and hugging you as tightly as he can and kissing your temple, trying to convey his warmth and support.

"zoro-"

— before you can say anything else, zoro's lips will join yours and give you the most tender kiss, conveying half of what he couldn't have said. pulling back to breathe a little, zoro will look deep into your eyes, where he always sees his past, present and future, and tell you what he wanted to say a long time ago.

"um, i'm not the best when i need to be, but you are very precious to me and i want you to know how much i love you. remember? you taught me to love myself and to love what i hate. i was alone, but then you came into my life and you saved me, you were the strongest, you came to me and you weren't afraid of anything, i've never met anyone like you before. you went to any lengths to get what you wanted and your scars are proof of that, because you became a leader for everyone, you led people and gave them protection, you were beaten, you fell a lot, but you always got up with your head held high and i love you for that-"

— zoro began to pant in his speech, afraid to say something too much or not to say something.

— he kisses your scars every day and runs his fingers over them, smiling at you with all his teeth so that you realize that your scars are the most beautiful and have a story behind them, you shouldn't be afraid of them or hate them.

— but also zoro will not let anyone else hurt you because of them. he will literally kill those people if they make you cry. yes you are strong but every strong man needs support and he will be yours by doing everything for you, he will go all over the earth and get you what you need if it makes you happy, he is not afraid of anything if it makes your day better.

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Good afternoon, I just recently came across your blog and I really liked the way you write.

Can I request a story about how Sheldon found a new friend fem reader.

The two of them have a lot of common interests:she also loves comics, video games, science fiction, and so on, just like him.

Thank you in advance for the answer and also apologize in advance for mistakes English is not my native language.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

𝙎𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮: 𝘚𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘥𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯.

𝙏𝙧𝙤𝙥𝙚: 𝘍𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 (𝘗𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘗𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘤)

𝙏𝙮𝙥𝙚: 𝘍𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧

𝙒𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝘾𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩: 692

𝙈𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

“I’m telling you, Shelly, there will come a time when all versions of Spiderman will meet.” Y/N argued with the boy, “And if that happens, you’ll owe me 10—scratch that, 50 bucks.” The girl crossed her arms smugly.

Sheldon, who always loves being right, stretched out his hand with a nod of his head and said, “Alright, I’ll bet on that. But only if it was made into a movie. If not, then you’ll owe me 50 bucks and be my servant for the whole week.” Y/N shook his hand with one movement as they both looked arrogant and smug. People would believe that they’re the actual twins because of how similar their personalities and expressions were.

“Dinner’s ready!" Mary called out from the dining room of Cooper's residence. Both Sheldon and Y/N stood up and walked toward the living room, each carrying a pair of mittens for the both of them. “Oh, Y/N, will you be staying for dinner?”

Y/N nodded her head politely, her hands on her back. “Only if I am not intruding, Mrs. Cooper. Your cooking always tastes divine.”

“Of course, hun. You could always eat here.” Mary laughed as she watched the two kids sit down on their respective seats, Y/N being in between Georgie and Sheldon’s seats.

After a while, all the Coopers are now present at the table. “Let’s say grace.” Mary put her hands on the table as did everyone else, except Sheldon and Y/N, who were in the process of putting on mittens and being watched by the family.

“I hope you do not mind me wearing my mittens; I just have a hard time making skin-to-skin contact, not knowing whether you washed your hands or not," Y/N said as she placed her hands on top of Sheldon and Georgie’s. George Sr. smiled stiffly at the girl as he gripped in his hands his wife’s hand and Sheldon’s.

“We don’t mind, dear, not at all.” George Sr. then made eye contact with Mary as the woman just mouthed to him, ‘Let them be.’

“Thank you, God, for the food we are about to receive and for the nourishment of our bodies, and bless the hands that prepared it. Amen.” All of them then released hands and then dived into eating the food prepared by the matron of the house.

“Y/N.”

“Yes, Sheldon?”

“To continue our conversation earlier, who do you think would win between Captain America and Iron Man?” Sheldon took a spoonful of his food as the rest watched their conversation.

Y/N seemed to be thinking of an answer: "Well, Cap has strategy and can be cool-headed at times, making him able to think of what to do next; his leadership skills are also there. Iron Man, on the other hand, is a genius, no doubt; he made all his suits himself, and he could totally make any weapon with any material given to him, so I vote for Iron Man.

“What?!” Sheldon dropped his utensils hard on his plate, which made the whole table quiet. “You’re letting your biased thoughts infiltrate what is the truth.”

“It may be so, but you asked who I think will win, and I gave you my answer," Y/N calmly stated while eating a spoonful.

“No! You’re wrong; if you take out Iron Man’s suit, what is he?”

"He is a genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist, and he is Tony Stark. Like I said, he can make any weapon, whatever material you give him. I’m not saying that Cap is weak or something, but everything special about him came out of a bottle; without that, he would be this twig honorable soldier with good morals.”

“But…”

“You told me if I took out Iron Man’s suit, now that I have listed out the possibility of Cap not having his serum, what then?”

And for once in his life, Sheldon kept quiet. He was flabbergasted that it left his family speechless, until Missy spoke, “Oh man, now there’s two of them.” She leaned her hand on her face before smiling at Y/N, “But you’re tolerable.”

“Hey!”

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑’𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄

thank you so much for requesting this! i am so sorry for posting this late but i hope you like this!!

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

@bellaisswagger // @somesimpformen

[future-dregs]

Ep. 1 & 2 Bullet Points

I was gonna post my thoughts about the episodes in real time, but then I got caught up in it and didn't do that. So now, I'm summarizing.

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Sam had houseplants in his windowsill.

Can't decide if Dean was pacing around and making noise to test Sam/give him a heads up and see how he'd react, or if that was just him being a kinda inexperienced kid.

I like that Sam was fighting with his whole body. Like, he brought his feet and legs into it. Comes across more genuine that just punching. (Also his little end of spar pat on Dean's arm? Mwah. Falling back into the rhythms already.)

Sam kept his hand scythe. In the house. Didnt leave it as far behind you claimed baby. Because as Dean said, you know what's out there.

That's two "Sammy"s, an arm across the back of the diner booth and an in unison talking moment in close succession. Dean's playing for keeps.

John fucking Winchester. Freaked out by a vengeful womans spirit for real, or ninth level cat and mousing your kids?

Dean getting thrown and pressed over the hood of the car and his "squeal like a pig" comment are stacking up in my brain. Debating about if I wanna make a sexual abuse post or not.

Also, people have been saying from the day the show aired, but that is the second time Dean carried him out.

I dont want to talk much about Mary right now, theres some episodes in later seasons with her that I havent seen, so I dont feel I have enough contact to say something accurate. But I will say this- she knew better, and she should've done better, cause it ALL comes back to her and what she did and didnt do. She doomed her family, and everyone who touched them.

I think Dean was circling around to try again. In hindsight we know he was hanging out for hours before coming in (and oh how bitter bitter it is to see him young and "careless" like that, and have to amend it knowing how very very frightened he actually was) so I think it stands to reason that Dean would skulk around a little longer afterward as well.

Episode 2!

First off, really like that Sam's dream, though still with that beautiful early season low saturation, has more color, and brighter colors (pink in the bouquet, red candles, ect) than the real world does.

Also very funny to see Dean being the one who wants to open up and talk about feelings, and dealing with loss in a healthy way.

Also Dean offering the car to Sam for comfort because that's how Dean feels in control and comforted is killing me.

"Lookit this friggin bear!" My love my love I'm kissing you on the face.

Y'know you never see those shell necklaces anymore? But they kinda rocked.

Also I'm not gonna get pedantic about them getting the mythos wrong (don't get used to it, I LOVE being pedantic, esp with things I actually know about), so I'm not gonna mention it again, but oh! they got the mythos wrong.

Now. I've mentioned this briefly before, but its intriguing to me that in an episode about a corrupting hunger, we see Sam start down the path of vengeance AND get horny over his brother. He's growing enamored with Dean again, and he's watching him when he interacts with other people, looking for threats. Both physical, and not.

(I have a whole separate post in the works about Sam standing bodily between the victims and the threat, but suffice to say, babydoll I love you and you chosen efforts towards goodness from the bottom of my heart.)

Back to above point. Girl of the week kisses Dean's cheek, Sam comes over, sits on that side of him, and stares at that spot on Dean's cheek until he gives him the keys.

Fly by night away from here/change my life again/fly by night goodbye my dear - they knew how to use their music for effect. Also my introduction to Rush, years ago. Thanks guys.

So I think that about covers the thoughts I thunk while watching. Next time I'll try to at least make active notes if I'm not live blogging through it.

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My greatest sin — was my birth.

Liam: Thank you all for coming to our theater tonight!

— Liam Evans.

A member of Crown and a stage actor, this man came into my life like a falling star.

Liam: How about you observe me for a month and write about me in your report?

Kate: About you…?

Liam: That's right. Not about Crown, but about me as a person. It's because the finest stories are the ones with the best main character.

Liam: I’m confident that I can satisfy and charm you. I’ll shine even brighter just for you.

You were a star who charmed everyone around you, falling in love with you felt inevitable.

Because of how blindingly bright you shined — I failed to notice the burden of your dark past you’ve been carrying.

…

Harrison: Liam. This news article…

Harrison: It says that you killed the Evans— every last one of them.

…

Marie: … Why did he have to die and you’re (Liam) still alive?

Liam: …

Marie: If it wasn't for you back then, everything… everything would've been…!

— You are a sinner. Acknowledge your sins and wish that you will cause your own demise.

(What on earth happened in your past that caused you to carry this burden?)

…

Liam: Pfft, ahaha! What’s the matter? I won’t know unless you tell me…!

With every swing of his knife, bright red blood spilled before Liam’s eyes.

(I have to stop him… if not…)

Liam: Look! The “mistake” is going to slaughter you…!

(Ah… ah…)

(I need to stop him… but… he…)

(He… he can’t hear me…)

...

Harrison: This man...

Harrison: His greatest wish in this world is to xxx himself.

His past was slowly uncovered, along with the scars from the painful wounds he suffered.

He tried to push me away from himself, seemingly afraid of being loved.

…

Liam: Haha… I’m truly broken beyond repair.

Liam: I’m right next to you, even though I don't deserve you. And yet, I was the one who got close to you in the first place… how ironic.

Liam: … I know for sure that I’ll end up hurting you if I stay by your side any longer, Kate.

Liam: To me, that…

Liam: … scares me more than hurting myself.

(Nevertheless, I never want to lose you.)

(I won’t ever xxx you.)

— Even if this desire of mine gives you pain.

…

Liam: I’m begging you. End me with your own hands. Only then… for the first time, I’ll be glad that I was ever born.

This is a story about a bloody love affair between him who fears the future, and you who believes in the future.

[candiedstrwb]

MERRY CHRISTMAS ARI !

it wouldn't be christmas without you , so here's a little appreciation post . i hope you got everything you wanted ( even if i couldn't be there 🙄 ) , and i hope that this post makes you smile . merry christmas to my christmas angel , you mean the moon and stars to me . @swctsin

we've been writing together for a year and wow has it flown by , now i cannot imagine my life without you . you have this uncanny ability to cheer me up when i'm sad , and brighten any server we're in together just by saying hi and telling me how much you miss me . from our late night conversations , to our early morning shipping sessions , you've become apart of my routine . i carry you everywhere with me , a piece of your kindess , your strength , your patience . in case no one has told you today , you are cared for , you are loved , and you are so good . you teach me everyday about what it means to be a friend , what it means to be devoted , what it means to love someone . i told you once before but i know that good people exist because you are good , and i know that love exists because of how much i love you . my world wouldn't be the same without you in it . colors wouldn't be as bright , music not as melodic , and poetry wouldn't be a thing that makes sense to me anymore . you make poetry make sense . you turn me into poetry . does that make sense ? i hope so . you inspire the creative in me , and you make it impossible to not come back to writing , even when i swear to myself that i'll take a break , i always find myself coming home to you . even though we are separated by an entire ocean , you will never be any further than down the hall . you are the light at the end of the tunnel . you are everything to me . my best friend , my confidant , the person who inspires me to become a better writer . thank you for everything you have given me , please know i'd do anything for you . to end this EXTREMELY long paragraph professing my love for you , here's a list of other things i would do to show you how much i love you :

traverse an entire ocean just to deliever you mcdonald's at 3 am .

tell you that i love you more than words .

take in stray kittens on your behalf so when you finally come home you'd never be alone again .

give you a ship that didn't end in angst .

tell the moon that she is no longer the most beautiful thing that shines because you are .

and if that doesn't scream romance , i don't know what will . i like to think our entire lives there has been an invisible red string tying us together , i find you in everything , and i look for you in everyone . to prove that here's a small nonexhaustive list of things that immediately scream your name when i see them :

mishti rahman ( i love priya agarwal and am unbashedly her number one fan ) , buying an inordinate amount of books , the harry potter franchise ( it's forever FUCK jk though ) , the percy jackson books ( a new development but i digress ) , ships with age gaps , the beach , the moon , the entire universe , the tv show friends , changing blogs bc you suddenly hate your tags , aesthetic tupperbox display names , coming up with discord verses , cinnamoroll , my poetry , and the day of st mary .

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#5

Robert: Can you carry me bridal style to the kitchen?

Cora: Why? Are you injured?

Robert: I feel the need to be dramatic, like right now

Cora: …

Cora: Yeah sure, come here

64 notes - Posted August 3, 2022

#4

Cora: I need to get something off my chest

Robert: is it your shirt? Please say it's your shirt

73 notes - Posted July 18, 2022

#3

Reblog this to appreciate Cora Crawley. If you don't like it I will assume you don't appreciate Cora Crawley

82 notes - Posted April 24, 2022

#2

Violet: [Pointing at the broken coffee machine.] So. Who broke it? I'm not mad, I just wanna know.

Cora: ...I did. I broke it.

Violet: No. No you didn't. Rosamund?

Rosamund: Don't look at me. Look at Robert.

Robert: What?! I didn't break it.

Rosamund: Huh, that's weird. How'd you even know it was broken?

Rosamund: Because it's sitting right in front of us and it's broken.

Rosamund: Suspicious.

Robert: No it's not!

Mary: If it matters, probably not, but Edith was the last one to use it.

Edith: Liar! I don't even drink that crap!

Mary: Oh really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?

Edith: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Mary!

Cora: Okay let's not fight. I broke it. Let me pay for it, Mama

Violet: No! Who broke it!?

Rosamund: Mama...Tom's been awfully quiet.

Tom: REALLY?!

[Everyone starts arguing.]

Violet: I broke it. I burned my hand so I punched it. I predict 10 minutes from now they'll be at each other's throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick.

83 notes - Posted September 2, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Robert: I thought marriage was about love and trust. But you have betrayed me.

Cora: I had an early hospital meeting.

Robert: You abandoned me!

Cora: You didn't get enough sleep, I didn't want to wake you.

Robert: But I did wake up! By myself! No wife! No kisses!

95 notes - Posted May 27, 2022

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[lilbit-of-kizzy]

Live blogging the 9 miraculous season 5 episodes on Disney+ below the cut! (Spoilers obviously lol and it's uh...long and rambly 😅)

Ep1

Gabriel looks absolutely ridiculous omg 🤣

Bunny cat!

Me:....did he just die???

Chat: did we just...defeat him??

Me: nah fam he dead welcome to orphanhood

Someone please get this girl some real therapy my god

Ya gotta feed your pets Gabe jesus, I love how the kwamis were just willing to let him die 😅😂

The bunny miraculous makes Chat's face so cute lol

Get. His. ASS NATHALIE

Ep2

Omg grand master's shoes 🤣🤣

Thank you Plagg we've all been saying that for years

Love square reverse here we go

Uh-oh scetti-os

Ep3

Oh hey...they actually said "yeah no one's that stupid, magic literally stops you from recognizing the holders" also I love the Kwamis annoying Gabe lmao meanmeanmeanmeanmean

"Tom? Is it really the time to be baking croissants?"

"Yes dear the plot demands it"

Gabe just....doing all this shit in front of two pajama clad teenage girls while Marinette and Alya just.....stand there looking so confused 🤣🤣

Reunion?? Later????? TAKE THE MIRACULOUS WHY ARE YOU MONOLOGUING??????

Told you 😮‍💨

Aw baby boy :(

Oh shit

Dude the rings look even more stupid 🤣 but the cocoon transformation is pretty bad ass

Ep4

Why does everyone have clones?

Phht banana Adrien

Well damn Tikki

"it's probably just a bug" lol puns

Ooooh it's both their gift that's fascinatingooomg that baby doll kill it kill it with fire o.< Nooo they're multiplying....oh no my babies :(

Oops you made him mad....oh jeez really mad...

Giiiiiirl

(real talk a: therapy, both of them b:....the problem with teenagers is, when not shown the actual consequences of an action...that action becomes much easier to repeat.....ie I know smoking is bad, but I can't see or feel it affecting my lungs so it's probably fine........Adrien baby boy I know the part of your brain that controls executive function is still developing but fight it my dude)

Ep5

*hissss*....*HISSSSSSSSS*

Omg Nino's look of disgust at being lied to

Whyyyy does Mari have 3 plates of spaghetti?? (I'm gonna just assume it's not spaghetti but why 3 plates 😂)

Publicity stunt, though yeah Nino

This is the 2nd time Mari's used her klutzieness around Gabe to get away with something but uh...has she been klutzy lately otherwise?

"and lack of dietary quality of the cafeteria" why must he be funny?

Gabe stop mentally abusing his son for his own gains challenge

Oh that's interesting....he didn't go with being mad, just being a bad father....ummmm

Dramatic much

Phht Nino the condiment names gotta stop

......*hisssssssss*

Nino....pick different names

I love that everyone is outgrowing Mari, the fact that they're all growing at all is pretty cool

Ep6

Reverse love square pt2: Adrien is still dense af (my boy gotta thing for eyes)

Omg she actually answers in Spanish I thought that was a meme 🤣 (is it Spanish in French as well??....what do they use in the Spanish dub??)

It's uh called hormones my dude...hormones kicked in

A few DAYS ago??? It's been weeks right????? Continuity people it is important

I like how they're handling this, cause Mari is absolutely right, she's built up a fake person

Lol Luka and Kagami are just like "stop" neither of them are gonna let her cop out of this 😂

Cat slipped out there for a sec lol

Ofc she carries measuring tape

Poor baby boy (how many times have I said that?)

Luka do you know how to OPEN those doors??

Oop Reverse love square Mari: Oh No He's Hot (I knew this was coming lol)

The sword wasn't a meme 🤣

Oh look trauma

Ya waited too long...wait a bit longer it'll all sort out... hopefully lmao

Ep 7

Oh he's got it baaaad

Plagg....you were pushing him towards Mari like 2 days ago

Get his assssss, I love how worried she is for Adri....YASSS QUEEN

Not well Adrien....not well

Can uh....can people see when they're paralyzed?....nope 😮‍💨

I really like the swap designs

Oh no the overflirting comes from Plagg 😂

"My suit has a really weird influence on you" yeah that's the cheese crazy kwami

Aw Adrien's voice is deepening

Tikki is so full of anxiety

Does Alya just live with Mari now 🤣

Aww 🥺

Ep8

Hey Alix went to NC!!!

Forsooth!

Oh look....someone being corrupted by social media...topical!

Trivia boy lol

Omg the history lesson 🤣

👍🏻

*gasp* Gib (if you understand that I applaud your taste in musicals)

Plagg spit is radioactive be careful Adrien

Ep9

And a bell!

Alya: touch grass

Oh uh-oh actual marichat wow (also what does she say in French for Chat Noir lol I wanna know)

Aww he's nervous

Uhhh Mari if he likes you he won't like Ladybug... they sure are cute though

Mari you aren't in a suit....you should not be that high up that precariously

Oh noooo they're so close (at least he knows she loves both of him)

She booped his snoot :3

Good job Adrien, that is not easy to do but exactly the right thing to do

Oh ok that's one way to do it but god poor kids

Aw that neck touch

You're melting my butt!

Why are they still going with the charms? They don't work 🤣

Gabe's rotting arm is uh...really disturbing to think about

Mari you're 13...you have so much time to figure love out

Welp... that's it lol

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@daughterofthesettingsun

@fierysword

@venusinkatabasis

@immoderateheart

@heavenly2008

I tagged 23 of my posts in 2022

#filianism - 22 posts

#deanism - 21 posts

#dea - 18 posts

#spirituality - 17 posts

#goddess - 16 posts

#god - 15 posts

#filianic - 12 posts

#religion - 11 posts

#deanic - 11 posts

#god the mother - 11 posts

Longest Tag: 47 characters

#the divine feminine is real and it's everything

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

I don’t say things like this often, but this is a book I think everyone should read!

It has inspired me to make my first (authentic to me) altar. Women have created our own seperate space vía home altars for millennia…In pre-historical times we see evidence of this, we see it all over the world stretching back into the inky depths of time…Whether in highly patriarchal Ancient Greece making their hestia the center of their home, Mexican mothers passing their devotion to Mother Mary / Mary of Guadalupe via home altars, Hindu women creating gorgeous home altars for Durga or Kali or any of the numerous Hindu deities, whether she be a devotee of Guan Yin, or of Yoruba…Women create true religious life by blending the religious with the mundane, by creating sacred womens cultures formed around home altars, by creating power denied via patriarchal religion through home altars…It’s divine.

Quotes:

“I ventured to ask Virginia why she kept an altar at home, she simply replied that it was a “beautiful necessity.”

“…historically it has always been women who are more likely to keep or reinvigorate old practices alongside the new, which are usually a result of male-determined war, conquest, or ideological transformations.”

“the altar is…The meeting place of the sacred and the mundane, the parenthesis between the two worlds…where communication with the ineffable is possible…altars are very important tools used for facilitating the interweaving of the two worlds.”

“For a woman, keeping an altar is a distinctly personal assumption of relationship with divine ally’s in whatever form they take for her.”

“For Wiccans, the altar is foremost a setting for the tools that are ritually used to invoke blessing and change…For many, the women’s altar is itself a sign of religious immanence by virtue of its ancient emergence from the natural world [explanation of first altars being piles of stones, etc]…Other women adopt the altar as a source of their own self-nurturance…As a mirror of self-reflection, growth, and change, the altar becomes a site where women claim and exercise an unencumbered sense of their own spiritual effectiveness.”

25 notes - Posted September 20, 2022

#4

❤️🌸More memes…Amadea! 🌸❤️

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25 notes - Posted October 22, 2022

#3

In light of the filianicstudies website going down, I’m posting download links Dea called me to put on zLibrary awhile ago…I didn’t get why it mattered because the site was up then but now I’m so thankful. Praise Dea. Here are the PDFs to the Clear Recital and the Madrian Orders 1 + 2

And here’s a pdf to the critical apparatus provided a lovely friend of mine.

29 notes - Posted June 6, 2022

#2

New daily ritual dropped! 🌹 If you connect strongly to Green Tara like me, this is a great practice. If you don’t it can pretty easily be adapted.

💗 I associate Her with the quote ‘She will save every being, down to the last blade of grass’.

💗 I pick up a piece of grass early in the day (if I have to pluck it I say thank you to Sister Earth)

💗 When I see the blade of grass I carry around, I say her mantra of Om Ture Tutarre Ture Soha in my head or aloud if I can. Im reminded of how she is so caring and will save every living creature and gain comfort from it. I also try to embody that attitude as I can (usually just basic kindness to others, you don’t gotta save the world here)

💗 I do this throughout the day. I find that it puts me in a meditative mood and has made me spontaneously sit down outside to say Her mantra

💗keep doing it. I’m thinking of getting a glass jar and every day putting my piece of grass in, perhaps as I pray then reflect on the day. Might add journaling.

My counselor helped me come up with this but it makes for great devotional practice (that’s what I use it for, as well as to keep myself calm). Enjoy 😌 If you adapt it for a Janya, Dea, or goddess then please reblog with your addition! 👀

43 notes - Posted March 1, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

I’m a bit obsessed with this goddess I just discovered! She covers the domain of sewers, drains, and purification - a goddess explicitly connected to feces and everything nasty & helping society thrive by diverting it. She was later assimilated into VENUS! It feels very raw. We can sometimes make goddesses so pure, I feel like the symbolism in such a down to earth goddess is so incredible! In an odd way, she reminds me of a nastier version of Mary, Untier of Knots!

I also feel She’s an excellent representation of the Daughter, helping us all in her role as savioress. As well as Her role as Priestess, in transmuting energy and changing situations.

47 notes - Posted February 22, 2022

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[thepirateandhisson]

I posted 33 times in 2022

6 posts created (18%)

27 posts reblogged (82%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@thepirateandhisson

@naiariddle

@thaddams

@cocohook38

@cosette141

I tagged 31 of my posts in 2022

Only 6% of my posts had no tags

#killian jones - 25 posts

#henry mills - 25 posts

#the pirate and his son - 24 posts

#captain cobra - 24 posts

#captain swan - 11 posts

#captain cobra swan - 10 posts

#ouat - 9 posts

#emma swan - 8 posts

#once upon a time - 7 posts

#cs ff - 6 posts

Longest Tag: 99 characters

#like he’s such a staple to emma’s character that i can’t have one without the other 98% of the time

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Can I only pick one? I’d like to know about Speak Now and Fake Dating Thanksgiving please!!!

Yay! Speak Now is one I started just the other day because I was listening to Taylor Swift and got attacked by a plot bunny. Think forced/arranged marriage plus blood contract plus (seemingly) unrequited love! Snippet:

She stands there, before her mirrors, and avoids the image of her mother reflected back at her. Quiet words are exchanged before the door closes, just herself and her mother remaining.

“Sweetheart, you don’t have to go,” Snow says softly, her movements swift as she comes to her side. “Killian will understand.”

A ragged breath enters her lungs and Emma shakes her head, gaze connecting with her mother’s nose in the mirror, close enough to her eyes that she hopes her mother doesn’t suspect. Snow’s tilting head tells her she fails.

“No, I need to go. He’s still my friend and I promised I’d be there for him.”

“There is always –”

“Mother, please,” Emma begs. Her voice cracks on the plea as her eyes tear up and she feels as if she’s twelve and not two years past twenty. She can’t entertain the thoughts her mother tries to remind her of. Despite her parents encouragements otherwise, there is a list of reasons why she can’t. She’s remembered them as well as she has that invitation.

Fake Dating Thanksgiving is a 12 Days of Promptmas fic that inspiration fled on that was inspired by both the fake dating prompt I was given as well as a fake dating prompt I put on discord 93423 months ago. The general idea is that Mary Margaret thinks Emma and Killian are dating and tells everyone. But when Emma sets Mary Margaret straight, the other woman forgets to tell everyone else, leading to chaos when Emma brings Killian with her and Henry to her parents house for Thanksgiving. Emma was going to correct everyone right away but then her ex walked through the door. Snippet:

“You did good,” Killian says. He looks at her from the side, wide grin and an eyebrow high, and Emma rolls her eyes.

“I’ll make sure we have a tag on the bottom that says, Discovered by Killian Jones.”

“As long as you give credit.”

“Don’t you have food you’re supposed to be picking up?” she asks. She pulls the keys to her bug out of her coat pocket and holds them up to him. Snatching them quick, Killian tugs a beanie back over his head and she briefly mourns the loss of seeing his adorably pointed ears.

“Aye, thanks, love.” He shoots her a quick grin again before leaving her apartment, softly closing and locking the door behind him. She breathes out deeply, shakes her arms that she swears are still tingling from carrying the tree and not from his heat at her side, and sets out organizing their ornaments.

8 notes - Posted March 18, 2022

#4

Tagged by: @winterbythesea

rules: post the names of all the files in your wip folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. send me an ask with the title that most intrigues you and i’ll post a little snippet of it or tell you something about it! and then tag as many people as you have wips.

Listen… I’m a hot mess and chaotic so I’m sorry. All of these are Captain Swan & Captain Cobra focused or just CS. They’re being listed in alphabetical order because yeah.

Actors AU

Hocus Pocus AU

Hooked on Her

Just Circumstance

Let’s Ruin the Friendship

Mamma Mia AU (on AO3)

Santa Jones

Secret Santa AU

Speak Now

Time Limit

Tower of Terror AU

Uber Driver Secret Santa Gift (on AO3)

Behind the Mask

Doctor, Doctor, Give Me The News

Enchanted forest Christmas AU

Enchanted forest pregnancy

Fake Dating Thanksgiving

HGTV AU (1)

Mistletoe AU

Wordle of the Day

WWE CS AU

The Snuggly Duckling

Sorry if you’ve been tagged already but here is about half as many tags as i have WIPs! Tagging: @motherkatereloyshipper @kmomof4 @jrob64 @stahlop @caught-in-the-filter @cosette141 @zaharadessert @elizabeethan @thejollyswan @killianslefthook @apiratewhopines

8 notes - Posted March 16, 2022

#3

The script page from when Hook stops Henry from running away back to New York in 3x19, A Curious Thing. From Adam’s Twitter.

19 notes - Posted March 8, 2022

#2

Ooh, ef pregnancy?

Ah, this was another one of my 12 Days of Promptmas fics that inspiration fled from. The prompt was Emma telling Killian she's pregnant so I decided to have fun with it! A quick summary is that, sometime before s7 once portals became a regular thing, people from other kingdoms/realms would come to Storybrooke, recognize Killian, and put bounties on his head for his past misdeeds. Under Snow & Charming's encouragement, Emma and Killian travel the kingdoms and realms to smooth over his image and show he's a hero. It's too bad that Emma can't stomach the food they're given. Because that's all that is. SNIPPET:

“It was bound to happen, Emma,” Killian reasoned with her from their kitchen table. Her mother sat beside him biting her nails as her father stood behind her, hands on Snow’s shoulders. Henry watched them all with a deeply vested interest. “I’ve been alive for centuries and I wasn’t a good man before you.”

“But they can’t just put a bounty on your head in Storybrooke!” she exclaimed in exasperation.

“They’re not going to get me, love. I told you, I’m –”

A resounding No! cut off his sentence and he looked at Henry in alarm.

“You can’t keep saying that when you’ve died like eight times.”

“I beg your pardon.” The offense is clear on his face as he speaks. “It was only… four… times.”

“Henry’s right, babe,” Emma agreed with a sigh. She paused in her pacing and crossed her arms, staring at her husband. “You’ve died enough. I’m not chancing it again.”

A silence formed over the table and Snow glanced around before speaking. “Maybe this would be a good time for you both to visit the Enchanted Forest again?”

Killian narrowed his eyes at her, fingers playing with the tip of his hook. “So my head could be delivered to you on a platter? I’d have expected that statement from Dave, not you.”

David rolled his eyes, patted his wife’s shoulders, and sat at the table beside her. “Snow’s right. This would be a perfect time for the tour of you to do a diplomatic tour of the neighboring kingdoms.”

“Everyone in Misthaven was brought back to Storybrooke after Charming and I cast the Dark Curse,” Snow adds. “They all know of the hero Killian’s become, what he’s sacrificed for all of them – for Emma – and as they resettle back in the Enchanted Forest, they’ll be spreading the word. But this would be a good time for the two of you to meet with the other rulers. As Princess Emma of Misthaven and her Prince Consort Killian Jones.”

She eyed her husband, both of them weary.

“Can I come?” Henry piped up.

27 notes - Posted March 18, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

We as a society do not talk enough about the fact that Killian was helping Henry pick out a tie.

Like, did Henry ask him to come to the loft? Did Killian come to the loft on his own to help Henry since his mothers were missing? Was this a preplanned thing or a happy coincidence?

I wish we got to see the little moment(s) that led to this point. Did Henry ask for Killian’s opinion on which tie he should use or did Killian tell him that he could help? What were they doing the in the loft before this moment?

Also, why were they in the loft and not at Emma & Killian’s house?

Anyway, here I am, how many years later, digging for more.

96 notes - Posted November 26, 2022

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[littleyukki5033]

SacredFell Mini Story/Comic

(Note: This is a concept for the story. Things are bound to change)

Filler Title: The Other Human Pt.2

Part 1 is Here

Sans POV

Sans was exhausted, not physically but mentally he was. He sat at Grillbys, tapping his fingers onto the bar table as a cup of Mustard in the other. Grillby Mustard always made feel better but as for right now, the situation was picking at him.

Sans eye sockets were dark, not a sign of that red pupil. He knew the kid has one of the souls, he saw it. The soul of kindness was on Frisk. Sans just hope that old lady he talk to in the ruins was okay, he couldn't visit her like usual because of Frisk being in Snowdin and Papyrus soon to happen battle.

Sans look at the cup of Mustard, 7 souls. Just 7, But what happens if Frisk collects the souls there protecting. Sans then chuckle at that silly thought. Frisk didn't need to know he had two...

In all honesty, Sans wasn't even planning on giving Frisk the two souls he was protecting for Asgore. If Frisk didn't know then it ain't something he worried about. Sans thought were snapped back go reality when the costumers voices lowered to a whisper.

Sans head looked back and saw Yukki walking over and taking a seat next to him. He stared at her still giving that empty socket look.

Course Yukki noticed and asked if he was okay. Sans wanted to say he wasn't due to the fact all the pressure of being a Royal Guard and carrying two dead children souls on him but no human needs to freaking no that he thought. "Yeah" he said.

Yukki raised an eyebrow at him but she just ask Grillby for a drink, not stating what she wanted since Grillby doesn't like touching anything that liquid. Grillby just made an expression and gave her a bottle of soda.

Sans kept staring at her, he wonder why she wasn't dead yet actually. Himself and Papyrus were assigned to kill her when she was comfortable, her gaurd fully down. Now looking at her, she just drinking next fo him. Not batting an eye ro the other monsters who whispered but he realized those whispers were gone into silence.

Yukki head turned and she flinched "Sans...your..." her voice trailed off. Sans didn't even notice his red magic was leaking out his eyesockets and fingers. Red smoke that leak of magic.

God he wanted to kill her, that was his assignment. So why couldn't he? He just stared at her helplessly and it pissed him off. Maybe Undyne was right, he got too close. All of this could be over if he just killed her.

His trance was gone when he felt her hand touch his shoulder. His pupil reappeared. "You say your okay but it seems like your not so uh...we can talk about it? Though..I know you monsters are really into the feely stuff" Yukki laughed low awkwardly.

Sans ended up staring again. He looked away and rubbed the back of his skull with an annoyed smile "God you humans have such am affect" he grumbled as directed for her and Frisk making freinds..

"Hm?" Yukki hummed confused

"Nothin nothin...let's just talk back home..k? I don't want anyone knowing I'm venting to a human" Sans said annoyed.

Yukki smiled and nodded "alright"

------- End --------

Gooooosh!!! I love everyone in my AU lol. Yukki being my very first oc when it came to Undertale with detail lore literally made me attach to her (again, why my user is named after her). I was kinda conflicted in even leaving her in SacredFell because what if no one likes her? Because hello...another human? She from another Universe who was portaled there. I made this chick in middle school, she was 100% a Mary sue BUT she not anymore because I revamp her a ton. But yeah, I hope she not..dislikable you know? I want people to like her and like her friendships snd her relationship with Sans because jeezus there complicated af (there not dating here but the tension there and Papyrus HATES it lol)

Anyway! Whoever reads these, I hope you liked it! And if u have questions please ask questions in the ask blog! Thank youuu!!

SacredFell: Belongs to Me

Art: Belongs to me

[chloeafrazier]

Another Blog Post About Carrie From Little House On The Prairie.

Hey Everyone how are You all doing Today ? Here is something that i would really Like to talk about on my Blog now i know that i have talked about it a lot

 Lately but i would like to talk about Little House On The Prairie again so here is something that i found Kind of Odd was that when James and Cassandra

 came into the show in season 7 Episode 21 Entitled The Lost Ones  Now here is what i find odd is that Once James and Cassandra came On  to the show

 and all I found it Odd that they made where Cassandra would Be Given the Role of Fighting With Nancy  I mean i think that it would have been More Fitting

 to Give that part to Carrie i mean not only would it be so we could see more of Carrie but also that it would have Made Sense in the fact that Carrie was Laura

 biological Sister and it would have been Nice the see them Continue the Pattern with the biological Children witch Season 4 Being About Mary and

 Season 6 Being about Laura and then Season 7 should have been about Carrie i mean to me that only really Makes more Sense at Least it dose  Not to

 me anyway that is for sure i am not that i don t Like The Fact that James and Cassandra came into the Family but Then again I Just felt that it was Too Much

 on The Ingalls Family i Felt that they could Not Handle having 2 More Kids i mean i know that Mary and Laura Both had already Moved Out of the House

 and all when Jame and Cassandra came Into the show and all but i felt that They Really Took the Spotlight away from Carrie I mean with Mary and Laura

 Moved Out and all with the exception Of Grace Carrie was the Only biological Child they had Left  Living in the Little House with them a side From Grace of

 Course Because Albert was Adopted James was Adopted and so Was Cassandra i don t know i Just Kinda felt that that should have meant something

 i think that Carrie Being one of the Only biological Children Left in House should have Been made More Important in the show and all Because i felt that

 after James and Cassandra Came into the show and all i felt they really started to write Carrie out of the show Big Time and I don know why like at all

 like how come once they Came Carrie hardly ever Spoke  or said Much of anything they never really wrote anything for her to do or say i mean once they

 came into the show they really did not write anything for Carrie to do or say and i don really Like that and i never really Understood why that was the way

 they did Carrie Character i Never really Like or care for  that all too Much Like at all well I Hope You all Have a great day Thanks for reading have a Great Day 

[hero-deserves-to-be-happy]

OH MY GOSH THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL!! 😭🥺💖 There are absolutely no words to express how utterly amazing this art is and no words to tell you how grateful we are for it! Honestly we're both in tears right now in the best way! Sprinkles literally screamed and jumped up & down, and I am at loss for words for probably the first time ever and can only think of feral keyboard smashes ASHDHSDHSADHASHFHSFHFHSDFHSHFASHFHAHDHSD!!!!

It means so much to us that you love our little story and our ocs so much that you wanted to draw them! 🥺 You're such an incredibly talented artist, and you've perfectly captured the personalities of everyone in this group! Kyle's lopsided smile and his arm around Hero. Lorraine's playful peace sign, and Tamra's gentle hand on her shoulder. Brandi crossing her arms. C.J. easy-going and his hands in the pocket of his hoodie. Zoey holding onto Hero's arm, and the man himself, our dear Hero, looking so emotionally moved and so happy to be with his friends. It's all just so, so perfect and wonderful!!

We absolutely adore the outfits that you've chosen for them too (Direct quote from Sprinkles: "They would all totally wear those clothes!!!" And then we proceeded with the excited screaming & crying again). The attention to detail here is just mind blowing (honestly going to start bawling over the lacy sleeves on Lorraine's blouse, Kyle's jacket, C.J.'s hoodie, and Tamra's music note hair pin and earrings along with so many other things!! The way you've drawn Zoey's freckles is adorable and also deserves to be mentioned!!)

The longer we stare at this absolutely gorgeous piece, we just keep finding more and more things to love about it, and the fact that you've paired it with such a beautiful line from "Good Morning" means everything. 🥺 It really sums up what "When Sun Shines Again" is really all about: Hero finding healing, opening himself up to new friendships and new horizons, gathering the strength to carry on, and learning to be happy again even in a world without Mari. His life will never be the same as it was before he lost her, but that doesn't mean that it can't still be a meaningful and happy one. Hero deserves that. He deserves to be happy. 💙

And this "When Sun Shines Again" project is but our small contribution to the "Hero deserves to be happy" genre. It means the world to us to know that other people connect with this story, with our portrayal of Hero and the other OMORI characters, and with our original characters as well (which is especially flattering! Thank you so, so much!). Honestly, I am truly so flattered, honored, and just overwhelmed with gratitude for this art that I'm really not sure what else I can possibly say besides thank you so, so much for such an incredible gift and for bringing this world and these characters that are so dear to me to life in such a gorgeous art piece. I know I speak for both Sprinkles and myself when I say that this beautiful work will be treasured always. 💕

Thank you also so much for supporting us and our story! You are truly wonderful, @shine-n-bright, and so kind and so generous! We wish you all the best and wish you every joy that life has to offer! 💖 Please keep up the amazing work and please don't ever hesitate to stop by our blog or ask box anytime (especially if you'd like to talk about Hero and/or "When Sun Shines Again).

Cheers & much love to you, friend, and thank you so much again for everything! Take care!! 💙

"Tough the pain remains, And though it may be hard"

"I'll carry on"

-Good morning

A little fan art of a bunch of ocs (+Hero & Brandi) by @hero-deserves-to-be-happy

(I do hope you don't mind the outfit changes in their designs,,, o_o)

They show up in a very amazing fic called "When Sun Shines Again" on Ao3!

If you to are a random hero fan™ then I guarantee you'll love this fic!

Go give it a read and support the authors!!!!

Some alts under the cut

[fatliberation]

I’m Abandoning Body Positivity and Here���s Why

In short: it’s fatphobic.

“A rallying cry for a shift in societal norms has now become the skinny girl’s reassurance that she isn’t really fat. Fatness, through this lens of ‘body positivity’, remains the worst thing a person can be.” (Kayleigh Donaldson)

•  •  •

I have always had a lot of conflicting opinions about the body positivity movement, but it’s much more widely known (and accepted, go figure) than the fat liberation movement, so I often used the two terms interchangeably in conversation about anti-fatness. But the longer I’ve been following the body positivity movement, the more I’ve realized how much it has strayed from its fat lib origins. It has been hijacked; deluded to center thin, able, white, socially acceptable bodies.

Bopo’s origins are undoubtedly grounded in fat liberation. The fat activists of the 1960s paved the way for the shred of size acceptance we see in media today, initially protesting the discrimination and lack of access to equal opportunities for fat people specifically. This early movement highlighted the abuse, mental health struggles, malpractice in the medical field, and called for equal pay, equal access, equal respect, an end to fatphobic structures and ideas. It saddens me that it hasn’t made much progress in those regards. 

Today, the #bopo movement encapsulates more the idea of loving your own body versus ensuring that individuals regardless of their weight and appearance are given equal opportunities in the workplace, schools, fashion and media. Somehow those demands never made it outside of the ‘taboo’ category, and privileged people would much more readily accept the warm and fuzzy, sugar-coated message of “love yourself!” But as @yrfatfriend once said, this idea reduces fat people’s struggles to a problem of mindset, rather than a product of external oppressors that need to be abolished in order for fat people to live freely.

That generalized statement, “love yourself,” is how a movement started by fat people for the rights of fat people was diluted so much, it now serves a thin model on Instagram posting about how she has a tummy roll and cellulite on her thighs - then getting praised for loving her body despite *gasp!* its minor resemblance to a fat body. 

Look. Pretty much everyone has insecurities about their bodies, especially those of us who belong to marginalized groups. If you don’t have body issues, you’re a privileged miracle, but our beauty-obsessed society has conditioned us to want to look a certain way, and if we have any features that the western beauty standard considers as “flaws,” yeah! We feel bad about it! So it’s not surprising that people who feel bad about themselves would want to hop on a movement that says ‘hey, you’re beautiful as you are!’ That’s a message everyone would like to hear. Any person who has once thought of themselves as less than beautiful now feels that this movement is theirs. And everyone has insecurities, so everyone feels entitled to the safe space. And when a space made for a minority includes the majority, the cycle happens again and the majority oppresses the minority. What I’m trying to explain here is that thin people now feel a sense of ownership over body positive spaces. 

Regardless of how badly thin people feel about their bodies, they still experience thin privilege. They can sit down in a theater or an airplane without even thinking about it, they can eat in front of others without judgement, they can go the doctor with a problem and actually have it fixed right away, they can find cute clothes in their size with ease, they do not suffer from assumptions of laziness/failure based on stereotype, they see their body type represented everywhere in media, the list goes on and on. They do not face discrimination based off of the size of their body. 

Yet diet culture and fatphobia affects everyone, and of course thin people do still feel bad about the little fat they have on their bodies. But the failure to examine WHY they feel bad about it, is what perpetuates fatphobia within the bopo movement. They’re labeled “brave” for showing a pinch of chub, yet fail to address what makes it so acceptably daring, and how damaging it is to people who are shamed for living in fat bodies. Much like the rest of society, thin body positivity is still driven by the fear of fat, and does nothing to dismantle fatphobia within structures or within themselves.

Evette Dionne sums it up perfectly in her article, “The Fragility of Body Positivity: How a Radical Movement Lost Its Way.”

“The body-positive media economy centers these affirming, empowering, let-me-pinch-a-fat-roll-to-show-how-much-I-love-myself stories while failing to actually challenge institutions to stop discriminating against fat people. More importantly, most of those stories center thin, white, cisgender, heterosexual women who have co-opted the movement to build their brands. Rutter has labeled this erasure ‘Socially Acceptable Body Positivity.’

“On social media, it actually gets worse for fat bodies: We’re not just being erased from body positivity, fat women are being actively vilified. Health has become the stick with which to beat fat people with [sic], and the benchmark for whether body positivity should include someone” (Dionne).

Ah, yes. The medicalization of fat bodies, and the moralization of health. I’ve ranted about this before. Countless comments on posts of big women that say stuff like “I’m all for body positivity, but this is just unhealthy and it shouldn’t be celebrated.” I’ve heard writer/activist Aubrey Gordon once say that body positivity has become something like a shield for anti-fatness. It’s anti-fatness that has been repackaged as empowerment. It’s a striking double-standard. Fat people are told to be comfortable in their bodies (as if that’s what’s going to fix things) but in turn are punished when they’re okay with being fat. Make it make sense.

Since thin people feel a sense of ownership over body positive spaces, and they get to hide behind “health” when they are picking and choosing who can and cannot be body positive, they base it off of who looks the most socially acceptable. And I’m sure they aren’t consciously picking and choosing, it comes from implicit bias. But the socially acceptable bodies they center are small to medium fat, with an hourglass shape. They have shaped a new beauty standard specifically FOR FAT PEOPLE. (Have you ever seen a plus sized model with neck fat?? I’m genuinely asking because I have yet to find one!) The bopo movement works to exclude and silence people who are on the largest end of the weight spectrum. 

Speaking of exclusion, let’s talk about fashion for a minute.

For some reason, (COUGH COUGH CAPITALISM) body positivity is largely centered around fashion. And surprise surprise, it’s still not inclusive to fat people. Fashion companies get a pat on the back for expanding their sizing two sizes up from what they previously offered, when they are still leaving out larger fat people completely. In general, clothing companies charge more for clothes with more fabric, so people who need the largest sizes are left high and dry. It’s next to impossible to find affordable clothes that also look nice. Fashion piggybacks on the bopo movement as a marketing tactic, and exploits the very bodies it claims to be serving. (Need I mention the time Urban Outfitters used a "curvy” model to sell a size it doesn’t even carry?)

The movement also works to exclude and silence fat Black activists.

In her article, “The Body Positivity Movement Both Takes From and Erases Fat Black Women” Donyae Coles explains how both white people and thin celebrities such as Jameela Jamil profit from the movement that Black women built.

“Since long before blogging was a thing, fat Black women have been vocal about body acceptance, with women like Sharon Quinn and Marie Denee, or the work of Sonya Renee Taylor with The Body Is Not An Apology. We’ve been out here, and we’re still here, but the overwhelming face of the movement is white and thin because the mainstream still craves it, and white and thin people have no problem with profiting off the work of fat, non-white bodies.”

“There is a persistent belief that when thin and/or white people enter the body positive realm and begin to repeat the messages that Black women have been saying for years in some cases, when they imitate the labor that Black women have already put in that we should be thankful that they are “boosting” our message. This completely ignores the fact that in doing so they are profiting off of that labor. They are gaining the notoriety, the mark of an expert in something they learned from an ignored Black woman” (Coles).

My next essay will go into detail about this and illuminate key figures who paved the way for body acceptance in communities of color. 

The true purpose of this movement has gotten completely lost. So where the fuck do we go from here? 

We break up with it, and run back to the faithful ex our parents disapproved of. We go back to the roots of the fat liberation movement, carved out for us by the fat feminists, the queer fat activists, the fat Black community, and the allies it began with. Everything they have preached since the 1960s and 70s is one hundred percent applicable today. We get educated. We examine diet culture through a capitalist lens. We tackle thin, white-supremacist systems and weight based discrimination, as well as internalized bias. We challenge our healthcare workers to unlearn their bias, treat, and support fat patients accordingly. We make our homes and spaces accessible and welcoming to people of any size, or any (dis)ability. “We must first protect and uplift people in marginalized bodies, only then can we mandate self-love” (Gordon).

Think about it. In the face of discrimination, mistreatment, and emotional abuse, we as a society are telling fat people to love their bodies, when we should be putting our energy toward removing those fatphobic ideas and structures so that fat people can live in a world that doesn’t require them to feel bad about their bodies. It’s like hitting someone with a rock and telling them not to bruise!

While learning to love and care for the body that you’re in is important, I think that body positivity also fails in teaching that because it puts even more emphasis on beauty. Instead of saying, “you don’t have to be ‘beautiful’ to be loved and appreciated,” its main lesson is that “all bodies are beautiful.” We live in a society obsessed with appearance, and it is irresponsible to ignore the hierarchy of beauty standards that exist in every space. Although it should be relative, “beautiful” has been given a meaning. And that meaning is thin, abled, symmetric, and eurocentric. 

Beauty and ugliness are irrelevant, made-up constructs. People will always be drawn to you no matter what, so you deserve to exist in your body without struggling to conform to an impossible and bigoted standard. Love and accept your body for YOURSELF AND NO ONE ELSE, because you do not exist to please the eyes of other people. That’s what I wish we were teaching instead. Radical self acceptance!

As of today, the ultimate message of the body positivity movement is: Love your body “despite its imperfections.” Or people with “perfect and imperfect bodies both deserve love.” As long as we are upholding the notion that there IS a perfect body that looks a certain way, and every body that falls outside of that category is imperfect, we are upholding white supremacy, eugenics, anti-fatness, and ableism.

[nitannichionne]

August's Angel, Chapter 13: Bridesmaid Brunch (A Henry Cavill/August Walker Fanfiction)

Chapter : Bridesmaid Brunch

Week 22

Her nervous system is now sharpening into the five senses we know. Her grip, her vision and her hearing are all stronger now, and she is now one pound in weight and about a foot long! Shining a flashlight on the womb will more than likely get a response, and voices, your heartbeat, and your growling stomach become sounds of the day.

Your body is truly not your own. Eating and living for two is evident not only to you but those around you. Ligaments in the body loosen in hormonal response to pregnancy and the delivery ahead, usually resulting in your foot size going up. You may also experience a protruding belly button, constipation, heartburn, indigestion, faintness, dizziness, leg cramps, stretch marks, and practice contractions for the birth ahead known as Braxton Hicks. Keep those healthy snacks and water around, exercise daily, get plenty of rest, and take breaks from standing a long time. Sensible shoes and comfortable clothing are the order of the day.

Now, everyone knows you’re pregnant, and people may want to touch your growing womb, which is nothing short of a growing miracle. Some are alright with this but if you are not, tell people you’d rather not be touched, step away from them when they try, or be a real smart alek and touch their bellies! Some may laugh it off, but some may instantly understand that even though the baby is there, she is still inside your body and you deserve respectful personal space whenever you want it.

“I can’t believe you’re inviting me to come along!” Madison is thrilled.

You look at your friend, Dana, who rolls her eyes humorously, and yes, Madison. You realize that she is terribly young and pretty, but she is also kind of nice. She even apologized for everything though it was all clearly Saul’s doing and helps with the cages. You find out that she is a college student studying veterinary medicine and she needs the job. He just took advantage and then put her where he wanted to.

“I’ve never been a bridesmaid before,” Madison smiles. “Do we really have to wear ugly dresses, though?”

“I think we should find functional dresses for you, something you can wear anywhere after the wedding,” you nod. “I have always hated that you pay for these dresses you will never wear again, you know?”

“I totally agree with that,” Dana nods. “My mother picked my bridesmaid dresses. Oh, what she did to them! I had to step in and reason with her they were so hideous.”

You laugh at that. “Well, don’t worry, I’m not that kind of bride.”

“Seriously, though, August is hot!” Madison says, her eyes widening. “And he acts like you’re the only woman on earth. That’s so Disney!”

You and Dana laugh.

“It’s true,” Dana says. “My husband does that sometimes, but August…wow.”

“I’m also carrying his daughter.”

“Daughter!” Dana exclaims. “A little girl?” She hugs you. “Oh, my God!”

Madison hugs you, too. “Oh, pink everything!”

“I hope not,” you roll your eyes. “I want her to have all colors.”

“So are you going teal or yellow on the nursery then?”

“Honestly, we’ve been at odds about it.”

“What? You’re arguing?”

“Yes,” you shrug. “He wants a girly girl nursery, but I like something a bit more neutral.” You open your phone and show them two designs.

“I honestly believe this little girl has a tiara somewhere that I don’t know about!” You joke, showing them the pictures.

“The princess one!” Dana and Madison say in unison and start giggling.

“Seriously?” You are surprised.

“Let him have his princess,” Madison says dreamily. “All my dad cared about was my brothers. Thank God for Mom!”

“Hey, if she’s a princess, you’re a queen, did you know that?” Dana says excitedly. “That’s how she’s gonna know how she’s supposed to be treated!”

You smile at that idea. You feel like a queen already, the way he cares for you.

“Or,” Madison rolls her eyes. “You could do the ocean, but put her castle in?”

“Maybe repaint it to look like a sand castle!” Dana’s eyes widened excitedly.

You look at bridesmaid dresses and try to decide:

As they look over their choices, you decide to let them see your wedding dress which is being fitted.

“Oh, you are so pretty!” Madison gasps tearfully.

“Thank you!” you smile back.

"August is going to love it," Dana shakes her head, her smile wide.

Suddenly your cell rings and Dana answers it for you.

"Hello?" she smiles and rolls her eyes. "Hi, August." She nods, listening. "She can't talk right now, she's in her wedding dress--"

"Dana!" You laugh. "Give me the phone!"

"Oh, I guess she'll talk to you," Dana says, walking the phone to you. "Bye."

You take the phone. "Hi." Dana and Madison make their giggling contagious.

"I take it you are having a good time?"

"Yes, we are," you reply, trying to stand still as the seamstress measures and alters you.

"Will you be home soon?"

"Yes, I will be home soon." Your answer causes another wave of giggles from your small bridal party.

"Alright," he purrs. "Question?"

"What?"

"How easy is that dress to get out of?"

"Back zipper," you giggle.

"Mind on the honeymoon!" Madison laughs outright.

"Great."

You can hear the smile in his voice, that sensual one that affects your core, makes your breath catch.

"Making your favorite for dinner."

You gasp, "Wings with your mystery sauce and mozzarella sticks?"

"Yep."

"Okay, Auggie, I'll be home soon."

"I'll be waiting," his voice is a purr again. "Love you."

"Love you."

"Auggie?!" Madison and Dana exclaim.

"You didn't hear that," you whisper, giving them a wink.

Okay, so ocean or princess or blend it?

Which bridesmaid dress?

Let me know!

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[sincerelyella]

My Person (Liam x MC)

Book: The Royal Romance (AU)

Song Inspiration: My Person by Spencer Crandall

Pairings: Liam x MC (Ella) Summary: A one shot of my favorite couple - it’s Liam and Ella’s anniversary and there are big plans in store.

A/N: Okay, I’m gonna be very honest, I am super nervous about posting again. I wrote this maybe last week and kind of finished it earlier today. Thank you to those that I vented to about actually posting my stories, not sure why I feel really sick right now. New blog name (used to be @callmeellabella), new post LOL and I didn’t really know who to tag since it’s been a long time so I’m using my old list. Please let me know if you want off.

A/N2: Participating in @wackydrabbles​ this week. Prompt will be in bold.

Thank you @alyssalauren​ and @ofpixelsandscribbles​ for reading through this for me and kind of handing me that invisible paper bag for me to breathe in. Love y'all!

Warnings: Fluffs. A lot of fluffs.

Words: 1658

Isaiah and Noelle grinned as they filmed their parents in the seat in front of them, holding hands. After 15 years of marriage, Liam and Ella were the epitome of the best partners to each other and parents to their children. There were rough times, of course, you can’t escape those, but the King and Queen handled things in stride.

Noelle’s eyes filled with tears when she watched her dad lift her mom’s hand to his mouth and kiss her knuckles. The way he looked at Ella, like she was the only woman in the world, made Noelle have very high standards for a future partner for herself.

Isaiah grew up knowing how you were supposed to treat a woman, and it was all modeled from how his dad treated his mom. At 15 years old, he grew up in the public eye, but thankfully, his parents allowed him to have a normal childhood. The only time there was mention of royalty was a gala or a ball held at the palace; his Uncle Leo, Max, and Drake as well as his Aunt Olivia and parents all dressed up.

It was their parent’s anniversary that day and Liam had planned a family dinner, just the four of them.

One week ago

“Hey guys,” Liam smiled as he watched his kids sitting at the kitchen island doing homework.

“Hey, dad.” “Hi, daddy.”

Liam hung his keys on the wall by the door and shoved his hands in his pockets. “Next week is mine and your mother’s anniversary.”

Noelle and Isaiah stopped what they were doing and met their father’s gaze.

“I … was hoping you could help me with something,” his brows rounded as he stared at them.

“Sure, what did you need?” Noelle asked.

Isaiah chewed his bottom lip. “No pranks though, right dad?”

Liam chuckled, remembering that anniversary and how it went … so wrong. “No, son. No pranks. Plus, your Uncle Maxwell is not invited until later.”

Present-day

“Guys, we’re here,” Liam turned to Noelle and Isaiah and widened his eyes at them, the two nodding back with small smiles. Ella missed the entire silent exchange as she climbed out of the black SUV after Bastien opened her door.

Everyone piled into the restaurant, all of them laughed and cried as the kids asked for a cake to be presented to their parents to celebrate their special day.

“How beautiful,” Ella wiped her tears away as she gazed at the red velvet bundt cake covered in cream cheese frosting. “Was this your doing?” She turned to her husband as he smiled.

“No, love, that was them,” he gestured towards Noelle and Isaiah.

“Thank you,” she used a tissue to dab at both her eyes.

“Fifteen years is a long time to be married, ma,” Isaiah dimpled as he looked from his mom to his dad. “Now hurry up and eat it so that we can have a piece!”

The family laughed and dug into the cake. An hour later, they slowly stood from the table, grumbling about how full they were.

“Oh God, why didn’t you stop me?” Isaiah smacked his sister in the arm.

Noelle glared at her brother and punched him in the arm. “It’s not my fault you ate like you never saw food before.”

“Why did you say that?” Isaiah whined.

Liam and Ella walked behind their children, smirking at each other.

“They’re so dramatic,” Ella snorted.

“Wonder who they got that from?” Liam arched a brow at his wife.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about, Your Majesty.”

“Love,” Liam waited until she turned to look at him. “I have a surprise for you.”

“Where? What is it?”

“Come on,” he tugged on her hand and led her out of the restaurant and into the waiting SUV.

“Where are we going?”

“Ma, just wait, we’ll get there in a minute,” Noelle giggled in the back seat.

“You guys know too?” Ella looked from her son to her daughter and back again. “Liam?”

“Just relax, love, we’ll be there soon,” he squeezed her hand and laughed as her nose wrinkled in annoyance.

A few minutes later, Bastien turned into a small, private area for vehicles to park. “We’re here,” he said and turned to smirk at Ella. “Your Majesty, we’re going to blindfold you.”

“You’re … what?!”

Isaiah cackled as he leaned forward to wrap a scarf around his mother’s eyes.

“That’s blocking my nose,” Ella complained. “I can’t breathe.”

“You can breathe out of your mouth.”

“Isaiah Alexander,” she said sternly and he jumped.

“Sorry mom,” he mumbled as he fixed the scarf so it only covered her eyes.

“Okay,” Liam opened the door to her side of the SUV. “Come on, love, I’m carrying you to our destination.”

Ella let out a long sigh and reached up to feel her husband’s neck. She allowed him to carry her bridal style to … wherever they were going. When her family got like this it was usually because of her husband, who loved to take her places to surprise her. She didn’t mind, honestly, but it was annoying when everyone was in on it except for her.

“We’re almost there, love, I promise,” she felt Liam kiss the top of her head and she snuggled into his shoulder.

“Hey, I got a picture from Uncle Max!” Noelle opened the message and gasped.

Isaiah reached for his sister’s phone. “Is it another picture of him and his peacock Lady and the Tramping some spaghetti?”

Everyone began to laugh.

“I can’t believe that damn thing didn’t peck his eye out,” Ella snorted.

“That thing still scares the crap out of me,” Noelle said as her fingers flew over the keys. 

“We’re here,” Liam smiled as he began to step down onto the large rocks towards the private beach.

“Don’t drop me, Liam,” Ella said as she lifted her nose to the air. “I smell the ocean.” She felt her husband lower her to the ground. “What now? I’m still wearing this.”

A moment of silence and some giggling in the distance made Ella furrow her brows.

“Okay, take off the scarf, love.”

Ella quickly undid the knot and opened her eyes; she faced the ocean. “Liam, what-”

“Turn around.”

As she did, she saw her husband on one knee, her children behind him in the distance carrying an old 1989 boombox, the song My Person by Spencer Crandall playing.

I was lookin' for a long time

I never found nobody like you

I got your name, got your number

And we talked 'til they turned on the lights

“A boombox?”

Liam smirked. “You made me watch Sixteen Candles.”

“Oh yeah,” she chuckled. “Liam,” Ella had tears streaming down her face and she wiped them away quickly. “Wh-what is this?”

He took hold of her free hand and ran his thumb over her knuckles. “Love, it’s our fifteenth wedding anniversary. We married that long ago.”

She nodded, the lump on her throat making it difficult for her to speak.

“But we were together before that,” he smiled up at her. “I met you and I was done for, I haven't looked at anyone else since. You came to my social season, I chose you, we were engaged for a year, and then here we are.”

My person

My heartbeat

My slow dance

My Sunday-morning-sippin'-on-coffee in bed

My know-when-you-know best friend

“You’re my person,” Liam bit his bottom lip to control his emotions. “You and the kids are my everything, and you know I’d give all this up for you if you asked.”

“We don’t want that though!” Noelle yelled and they all laughed.

“Ella Brooks Rys, I wanted to ask you if you would remarry me,” he reached into his pocket, pulled out a black velvet box, and opened it. “Renew our vows and our commitment to each other.”

The box held three rings, an emerald-shaped, 6-carat diamond solitaire in the middle, and one plain platinum band on each side of it. One was engraved with Isaiah Alexander and the other with Noelle Marie.

“Of course,” Ella choked out as Liam smiled and the kids jumped up and down.

My saving grace, my everything

I’ve never been more sure that you’re my person

Every minute is a long time

If I ain’t holding on to you

Liam pushed all three rings onto her finger. “You ready, Mrs. Rys?”

“I am, Mr. Rys,” she pulled her husband to her and captured his lips in a passionate kiss.

“Ew, gross!” “Stop! This is not part of the plan!”

“Congratulations!”

Ella was surprised by that last one and turned towards the sound. All of their friends and family were there on the beach, smiling at them.

“What are-”

“You guys are renewing your vows!” Leo hollered and lifted a bottle of champagne in the air. “Let’s get this going so we can get druuuunk!”

“Leo!” Liam snapped at his brother.

“I mean, I’m ready when you are.”

Hana and Olivia rushed towards Ella and hugged her. “Were you surprised?”

“I was,” Ella sniffled. “You guys all knew?”

“Yup!”

“My little blossom! You are so beautiful! Let me see the rings!”

Ella gave Max her left hand.

“Whatever you do, don’t let Beaumont touch it. I’m sure he’s got lasagna all under his fingernails,” Drake chuckled as he approached the group.

“Hey marshmallow,” Ella turned to hug him. “And you guys had lasagna without me?”

Liam laughed and put an arm around Noelle and Isaiah. “You guys ready?”

They both nodded.

“I’m ready to marry your mother again,” they all laughed as Ella put her arm around Isaiah. “Let’s go!”

My saving grace, my everything

I've never been more sure that you're my person

Yeah, baby, you're my person