#like she’s a bad person and she shouldn’t get to treat me poorly but the cards were really stacked against her ☹️

[housefinches]

my life would be so much easier if i could stay mad at my mom but every time i try i think about any of my baby photos and remember she was a kid raising a kid

[galahadwilder]

“I just wanna know how old I have to be before I can make a speech like that.”

Bill Potts had said that, a very, very long time ago. She’s lost count of the years. Lost count of the decades, really. Spending all this time out here with Heather, it’s been a while since she’s felt fully human, but there’s still a lot of that in her. The cheeky cafeteria girl who wanted to know her mum, the student who smiled when she didn’t understand something. She’s a Pilot now, yes, but she’s still human, in a way that she wasn’t when she had plastic skin and a metal heart.

She’s smiling now.

“You think you can buy me off, mate?” she says, just a hint of mockery in her voice.

“Every man—or woman—has their price,” the perfectly coiffed alien man in front of her says, straightening his visibly expensive clothing. “Tell me what you want, and I can arrange it.”

Bill laughs. “Aw, mate,” she says. “You really shouldn’t have said that.” She claps a hand on his shoulder and lets a bit of herself leak out onto his shirt, rearranging the molecules a little so that there’s a patch now made out of threadbare and poorly-knitted yarn. He’ll hate that. “Cause you know what? Those people you’re hurting? They’re worth more than anything you could give me.”

“Come now,” the man says, nervous—he’s noticed the patch on his shirt. “There must be something you want.”

Bill’s eyes flash darkly, the way his did whenever he was about to do something dangerous or stupid. “Yeah, there is,” she says. “I want you to care. I want these people safe. I want a universe where every single person is treated like they matter, because they do. A universe where no one is expendable.” She grins again, and there’s something predatory in it this time. “Think you can manage that for me? I mean, you’re the richest bloke in the sector, aren’t ya?”

The man stammers, afraid. And Bill knows she’s got him.

Sometimes, sometimes, when there is danger or terror or injustice in the universe, the Doctor comes to call. But it’s a big universe, and there’s a lot of bad in it. The Doctor can’t be everywhere. But there are a lot of immortals whose lives he’s touched.

So sometimes, they get the Captain. Sometimes they get the Raven.

Sometimes? Sometimes they get the Pilot.

She wonders what Professor Penguin-With-His-Ass-On-Fire would think of her speech.

[danikamariewrites]

Hi how have you been

Can I make request for Nesta? Just her being very protective of her innocent gf who is too nice to people and does not know when she is being used and manipulated (so relatable) so nesta always needs to be with her to make sure she doesn’t get taken advantage of

Best Friends Forever

Nesta x reader

A/n: I would kill for a protective gf like Nes. She also gives scary gf privileges. I also could’ve used her to weed out my shitty friends because I was so bad at that.

Warnings: none

Nesta had sworn you were supposed to be out with your friends. She had sworn she heard you tell Gwyn over morning tea, excitedly for that matter, about your plans. So when she arrived home later that afternoon Nesta was confused as to why you were home.

You were curled up on the couch, your favorite fluffy blanket wrapped around your body, with a book in hand. Nesta didn’t ask why. You already had a frown on your face, Nesta didn’t want to upset you anymore.

Weeks went by. Nesta watched as the vicious cycle continued. Your friends promising to hang out with you and then canceling or straight up telling you, “oh, so-and-so will be there and you don’t like each other, so you shouldn’t come out.” You put on a brave face, acting like it didn’t bother you.

It did. Nesta knew it did. The problem, besides your “friends”, was that Nesta didn’t know how to help. She wanted to be mean to your friends. Hell, she wanted to throttle them. The Valkyrie has been protective of you since the day she met you. The fact that you’re being treated so poorly drove her crazy.

You had finally broached the subject, telling Nesta how you felt and that you would talk to them. Of course this conversation came mere weeks before Starfall. Just in time for them to get back in your good graces to go to the party at the River House.

It’s been days since your conversation with your friends. “It went well,” you said joyfully as you strolled along the bridge above the Sidra, hand-in-hand with Nesta. “That’s good.” Nesta said, not fully believing either of your words.

The two of you chatted about any and everything as you explored town. Passing by a restaurant’s patio seating you hear familiar laughter that has you stopping dead in your tracks. Nesta didn’t need to ask you who it was. She knew and she was fuming.

Looking down at you she felt her face heat with anger. Your lips turned down in a small, heartbreaking frown, defeat clouding your eyes. “I asked if we could hang out today.” Your voice came out small. That was Nesta’s breaking point.

Dropping your hand she smoothed down the bodice of her dress to her skirt, taking a long inhale and letting out a long exhale. She turns to face you, gently holding your shoulders. “Why don’t you go into that shop over there,” she points over your shoulder, “and pick out something you want.” Nesta smiles at you softly. You don’t have it in you to argue. Your friends deserved whatever tongue lashing Nesta would give them and you weren’t going to stop your girlfriend.

Nesta stomped over to the table of females, casting a dark shadow as she stared down her nose at them. Those silver flames burning bright in her gray eyes. They all stopped to look at her. The scent of their on her tongue. It was no secret they were never comfortable around the oldest Archeron. Which made Nesta’s job here easier.

“You are the most wretched group of females I have ever had the displeasure of meeting. At least some of the fae here are honest about getting into Rhysand’s good graces but you. You lot just lie and use y/n. She is the last person who deserves to be used. Now I could point out other flaws you all have but that would include me standing here and speaking to you longer than you should have the privilege of. Stay away from y/n, my sister, and the High Lord. Or I won’t be so nice next time.”

Before they could have a reaction Nesta briskly turned on her heel and walked away. Entering the shop she sent you to she found you lurking by a clothing rack by the front window. You immediately ran to her, hugging her tightly around her middle and burying your face in her chest. “Thank you.” You mumble against her.

Nesta squeezed you tighter to her, kissing the top of your head. “Of course my love.” You stayed like that for a few more moments before Nesta spoke again. “I’m interviewing all future friends.” You let out a small laugh in answer. “Deal. But on one condition.” You lean away and meet her curious gaze. “You’re my only best friend.” Nesta pecked your lips, holding your face in her hands. “Always and forever, my love.”

[rachelsfav-queer]

Wenkovina

(Warning: Kinda angsty with vague Enid-bashing, but it’s not intentional and is barely there. Otherwise, enjoy! Based on the Ricci!Wednesday AU on @caitlynskitten’s blog)

*In Divina’s room*

Wednesday: *holding back tears, poorly* She left me for an alternate version of me. It is… humiliating as much as it is emotionally devastating. Everyone was right. Goody, Gates, even that whiny, self-absorbed “tortured artist”.

Wednesday: I’m toxic, and I’m meant to be alone. Everyone is better off without me around. I shouldn’t be-

Divina: Hey! No, no none of that, okay? I don’t know what the hell is going on with her, but none of that is true, understand? Sure, you have some bad moments and all, but that doesn’t mean you deserve to be treated like this. It doesn’t mean you’re meant to be alone, Wends.

Yoko and Divina both move to sit on each side of the seer, wrapping their arms around her shoulders, only slightly surprised when she leans into their touch as she slowly starts losing her fight against her tears. They both put their free hands on each of her legs comfortingly.

Yoko: Vina’s right, lil goth. You’ve made mistakes in the past, but that doesn’t mean you deserve to be alone. You’re not evil, just complicated. Which just means… you’re human. And you deserve love and compassion.

Yoko cups Wednesday’s face with a hand, tilting her head to look up at her. The vampire takes her sunglasses off so the raven can look into her eyes and see the truth in them, even if she isn’t ready yet to believe it.

Yoko: We mean it. You’re a good person, honey. Not even just deep down, cause anyone who’s willing to look at you deeper than just surface level can see it. You care and you love in such a pure and powerful way. It’s honestly so damn beautiful and I am in awe of it. I’m in awe of you, Wednesday.

Divina: *softly* I feel the same way, sweetie. Your love is beautiful and I feel so lucky to be one of the few people allowed to see it. Even though you’ve been through so much, and been hurt by so many people, you still have this brightness inside you that’s blinding when you get to see it.

Wednesday feels a burning in her cheeks separate from the tears rolling down her face. The blush feels so good compared to the pain still residing deep inside her heart from the betrayal, and she leans into the fuzzy feeling it brings as she also leans deeper into the two girls surrounding her. Through her tears and the thick lump in her throat, Wednesday speaks with a grateful tone.

Wednesday: Th- thank you… I feel… better, somewhat. It still hurts, it hurts so bad and not in a good way at all. But your words make it feel not so horrible. I appreciate your… presence and your kindness for me during this. I don’t know how I would’ve survived without you two.

Suddenly, Wednesday yawns and she rubs her eyes, both from the sudden tiredness and the tears. It’s quite adorable in the opinions of the siren and the vampire, and they struggle to hold back from cooing, thinking it would probably be inappropriate at the moment. They gently move themselves and Wednesday so that they’re all lying down on the bed comfortably.

Yoko: You’ve had a long week, lil goth. You should sleep.

Wednesday: *shyly* I- I’m scared… of… of nightmares, about them. They come every night now.

Divina: *smiles comfortingly* Don’t worry, sweetheart. We’ll protect you from those nasty dreams. See, Yoko and I are actually secret agents, specially trained to fight off nightmares. We’re totally professionals! *fake punches the air*

Yoko: Yep! We’ve been fighting nightmares for pretty much our entire lives. It’s no easy job, but we’re equipped to handle it. They call us… “The Nightmare Warriors”!

Wednesday’s eyes roll so hard, they almost roll all the way back into her head, and yet she’s unable to fight back the small smile at the girls’ silly antics. Her tears slowly dry around her eyes and face, and the pain in her heart slowly wanes more and more as she takes in their loving embrace. It’s perfect, she’s never felt so loved and cared for. Maybe… maybe it’s not all so terrible. Wednesday keeps the smile on her face as she yawns again and quickly submits to the exhaustion pulling her into sleep. Surprisingly, or maybe not, she doesn’t have any nightmares for the first time in nearly a week. And it’s the deepest sleep she’s ever had in her whole life. Yoko and Divina keep their promise, and they protect her, both from nightmares and anything or anyone else that tries to harm her.

End <3

(Note: Sorry this was so long, I totally got carried away lol. Also sorry but also not sorry for the angst lol. I really don’t intend for the Enid bashing, it really just sorta happened. She’s not a bad person in this AU, just ignorant of the harm she causes. I really tried to avoid any bashing, so genuine apologies for what little there is. Hope y’all enjoyed nonetheless!)

[interestellarprincess]

The 1

Pairing: Lance Stroll x Reader

Summary: After two years, destiny put them together to fix things out.

Warnings: none, just a poorly written english (not my first language) and sad swiftie's drabble. Also some personal words i'd like to say to him.

A/N: It took me some time to finish this one, but when I was writing the part 1, already knew that part 2 would be with this song.

TYSM for being here tolerating my bad writing :)

Now to the good stuff, SUMMONING ALL LANCE GIRLIES!!!!

This oneshot has a part 1

Taglist: @motorsp0rt, @mirrorball-6

2 years have passed since the last time they saw each other. Two years since y/n had her heart broken by one of her favorite persons in the world. She took six months to finally get through what happened at the cafe with Lance. She got back to work and tried to live through it, because deep down, she knew that he was out there living his life with the other girl he took home and it wasn’t fair for her to be the only one frozen in time.

After those six months, y/n’s boss got her a recommendation letter to work as a social media in one of the formula one teams. Later, she found out that the job was at Mercedes and she couldn’t be happier. Y/n thought that her life was finally getting into the right course and nothing could stop her, not even the possibility of meeting him during one of the race weekends.

So it happened. Everything was fine, until Spain 2023.

It was Friday, before FP1, y/n was on her way to the Mercedes hospitality. The paddock was kinda full of people, mostly staff giving the final touches for the weekend, since it was a bit early for the gates to open . Y/n was trying to get through the people carefully enough to not spill her cup full of coffee. She failed her mission. Steps away of her destination, someone bumped her and the only thing she saw at that time was the green blur going through her. “Hey you! pay attention next time!” she yelled, not expecting for the blur to turn and come back close to her, not expecting for it to come back as a ghost that she’d been avoiding since the beginning of the season.

“Oh my god, I’m sorry, did you got burn…” Lance’s apologies stopped when he notice who was the person with the white shirt covered in coffee. ‘‘Y/n?, w-what are you doing here?’’ he shouldn’t be that surprised, but for a moment he wasn’t imagining that it was her in front of him, not after all these years.

After a few moments of processing, she finally managed to say something. “I work here, Lance.” She said trying to fix her shirt but it wasn’t worth it anymore. Meanwhile, he was just there, frozen looking at her. “Are you going to stay there looking like a statue or you’re going to apologize? I don’t have all the time and I imagine that you don’t have it too.” She was cold, but she needed to be. He blinked going back to reality.

“ y/n, I- I’m really sorry for ruining your shirt and your coffee… It’s just that I’m surprised by seeing you here.” He said scratching the back of his neck “look, can I get you another coffee? For, you know…” he was still thinking about what to say to her, she had no idea but she also haunted him after what happened. He felt like a piece of garbage for treating her that way and he wanted to apologize some day, but he wasn’t planning that this day would come so soon.

“Fine!” She agreed so fast that anyone would say it was because she was excited for it, however, all she wanted was to finally end this embarrassing and slightly stressing scene and go back to her normal day with not meeting her ex best friend and definitely without any coffee spilled all over her shirt. “Just dm me when and I’ll come, but now i need to go and get all of this coffee away” her hands were floating in front of her stained shirt during the last part of the sentence.

“Okay, see you later then!” he didn’t even finished his sentence when she was already leaving to the hospitality.

When Y/N arrived at the building, her friend Maya stopped her immediately. “Oh my god,Y/N! what happened to you? and why you’re looking like you saw a ghost?” she said already taking her friend to the nearest bathroom to get cleaned “Tell me everything!”

“If the ghost’s name is Lance Stroll, then I indeed saw one” Y/N was trying to dry her shirt with some paper towels while telling the whole thing to Maya, of course it didn’t worked, so the friend went out to get a new shirt for her. While Maya was out, Y/N noticed the notification on her phone.

@Lancestroll: I hope you’re ok and not burned

@yourusername: I’m fine, and the coffee wasn’t that hot

@Lancestroll: again, sorry for the shirt

@yourusername: it’s ok

@Lancestroll: btw, what do you think about today after debrief?

@yourusername:????

@Lancestroll: the “I’m sorry for ruining your morning coffee”? For what I remember, you’re not one of those with a bad memory.

Shit, he was right. Truth is that she just wasn’t ready to face him again.

@yourusername: oh right! After debrief is fine for me, see you there.

Y/N completely ignored his comment, but deep down, it still got her that he still knew her well. Maya came back, Y/N changed her shirt and the day went by as normal as possible.

Later…

Y/N was on her way to meet him at his team’s hospitality, when she finally entered the place covered in the team colors she saw him. He was there already on a table and waiting for her with her coffee, just like he did on the last time they spoke, just like he did on the day she left. For a minute, she felt like it was going to happen again, but the feeling passed when he said her name and waved at her.

“Different times now Y/N, different situations.” she said to herself inside her head.

She sat at the table, he smiled at her and handed her coffee. “I think it tastes better when it’s not all over you, right?” he tried to break the tension between them, because he knew that this meeting wasn’t because of the earlier accident, but because of the accident that happened two years ago.

“yeah sure it does!” she gave him a small smile after noticing how nervous he looked. “So, how are you doing? It’s been a while since we’ve last talked” Lance’s voice while finishing the sentence was almost a whisper.

“Oh, I’m good! On some new shit now as you can see” she chuckled while pointing to the silver star on her shirt.

“Yeah, this is so cool, I’m happy for you.” he took a sip from his cup “Did you started this year? I- I thought I saw you at Abu Dhabi last year.” Lance was nervous about her answer, because he could swear he saw her. Or maybe he was just missing her too much to the point of seeing her everywhere.

“Hm, sorry but it wasn’t me” she stared at her coffee “I started this year, John got me a recommendation letter. Anyways, tell me, how are you doing? How’s Juliana going? I didn’t saw her at the paddock” she knew she was a bit rough the moment she saw him look down.

He got surprised at how direct her words were, it was like ripping off a BandAid. He sighed “I think she’s fine, we broke up before last year’s summer break.” he stared at his coffee.

“oh, I’m sorry, you two looked happy together” she knew that they weren’t happy, but she was trying to be optimistic.

“No need to be sorry Y/n, actually, I’m the one who owns you an apologie.” he looked at her deep in the eyes and, for a second, she felt her body shiver. “I’m sorry for being an ass to you two years ago. You didn’t deserved to be treated that way, especially by someone you liked and who liked you back. I’m really sorry.’’ he said putting his hands over hers on the table.

Y/n sighed and looked at their hands together. " It’s okay now, Lance. If you never bleed you never gonna grow, right?” she gave him a soft smile.

After the apologies, the atmosphere between them got a bit lighter. “So, tell me, how are you doing? You’ve been doing great on the past race weekends.” she gave him a smile.

“If you say so, thanks!” he chuckled “But I know I need to work harder If I want to be quarter the driver that Fernando is.”

“Oh Lance, I guess you still the same when it comes to being too harsh on yourself.” she gave him a kind look " I know the media haven’t been the best with you, but you need to know you don’t need to be quarter of anyone than yourself. You’re still young and there’s plenty of time to improve your driving, and I trust you.”

“I guess I needed to hear that, thank you Y/n.” He smiled at her. “So, how about you…” he was about to finish his sentence when he looked down at her hands and saw the ring. “You’re engaged?” he was surprised.

“Guilty” she chuckled “His name is Travis, he’s one of the Mercedes engineers. My friend presented us last year by coincidence, before I got my job.” she smiled.

“Well, congratulations! I’m happy for you.” he said, but inside, his thoughts were screaming that it should be him. And he couldn’t help being mad at himself for it.

“Oh, thanks Lance” she was indeed happy with her life, but she couldn’t hold the thought that if her wishes came true, it would’ve been him. His ring on her finger, him wanting to spend a life with her. She knew it was wrong thinking this, but deep down she also knew that sometimes it was impossible to defend herself for never leaving well enough alone.

They chatted for a while, before their phones started to ring and they had to say goodbye. They promise to keep in touch because they missed each others friendship.

And in that moment, when they were leaving and following different ways, both of them started to think of what could’ve happened if that one moment had been different. Would everything be different between them now in the present? They felt the need to ask this burn inside their heads, but none of them were strong enough to ask it.

What they knew is that definitely everything would be sweet, if they were each others One.

[drakaripykiros130ac]

I’m sorry to blow up your asks, but I wanted your opinion since I know you don’t like HOTD’s adaption of F&B.

What do you think about the way they handled Laena’s death? I’ve seen people argue that they prefer the book and the shows versions for different reasons. For me, it was one of the changes in the show that I actually liked over the original.

They not only showed the difference in Daemon and Viserys’ character with the way Daemon refused the c-section after learning Laena wouldn’t survive it vs Viserys saying to do it, but we also got to see Laena die on her own terms (as much as she could given the circumstances). She asked Viserys about Vhagar as a child and eventually bonded with the dragon she yearned for, and I find it bittersweet that she was able to go out in her own terms by the dragon she wanted so badly. Not to mention the symbolism in it; she knew she would be buried at sea like a Velaryon, but she was also able to have a dragonrider’s death with Vhagar like a Targaryen.

(Disclaimer: I am talking strictly about her death. I could write an entire doctoral thesis about the way they slaughtered Daemon and Laena’s relationship and the relationship they had with Rhaenyra, and Daemon’s character as a father to his children.)

I personally greatly dislike how they had Viserys make that decision for Aemma. It wasn’t like that in the book. Aemma Arryn died in childbirth period. Viserys had nothing to do with it.

As a side note, the showrunners have made plenty of decisions to make Viserys and Daemon look bad through the way they treat women (it wasn’t like that in the book).

As for Laena’s death, while the show version is definitely more epic, I think that it was executed poorly. I mean, Laena, while giving birth, barely able to move and in tremendous amount of pain, manages to move past all those people in the room and get to Vhagar? There’s seriously no one who saw her leave? And how could she just leave? Normally, she shouldn’t have been able to move.

Overall, the showrunners choose epicness over good sense.

[ferventfox]

Saw the Barbie movie and enjoyed it a lot. 

Some people on the internet have charged it with being misandrist/man-hating/whatever word you want to use for it, and those people...are kind of correct. Sorry. (Spoilers for the Barbie movie btw)

The standard smug response is “omg sexist dudebros can’t stand that a movie is about women and they are too toxic to understand the message of the film and how it deals with the fact that patriarchy hurts men too.” And sure, it’s made explicit that being in charge and having the material trappings of patriarchal power does not make Ken happy on an existential level (because his real dream in life is to be a horse girl), but it’s not enough to cancel out that every single man in the film is portrayed as an incompetent moron. Stuff like “Men love explaining the Godfather and think playing the guitar is interesting and impressive to women” doesn’t bother me--these are jokes in a comedy film and the characters doing them are doll people who live on a plastic beach. But it’s not just the Kens that are stupid, the men from the real world are all stupid too. The husband of the America Ferrera character is essentially a real world Ken--there just to be there and someone neither the audience or the women in his life spare much of a thought for unless we are laughing at how ridiculous his existence is. The Barbie movie is only “not sexist” in that it’s not as bad as you might expect because the bar for these sorts of thing is so low it’s on the ground.

The messaging around the whole Ken takeover is extremely weird and confusing. As Ken observes, the real world is opposite from life in Barbieland; in Barbieland the Barbies are the patriarchs who occupy all the positions of power and Kens are the “women” in that they are second-class citizens whose lives and identities revolve around the Barbies because they’re not permitted to do anything fulfilling or interesting on their own. But when Ken turns Barbieland into Kendom, the plot seems to run on the assumption that the audience’s sympathies would naturally be with the Barbies fighting to restore the status quo and not with the Kens, who were an underclass until about a day ago. Yes the society they set up is bad--it’s just the reverse of the unfair system that existed before--but there is very little sense that the Barbies are getting a taste of their own medicine and instead the narrative is that it’s tragic that these strong women who have won Nobel prizes have to be nice and pay attention to the obviously stupid and boring Kens for even a day. The main character expresses that she feels bad for treating Ken poorly and this is shut down by another character (meant to be a real human woman from the real world) who basically says she shouldn’t feel bad because Ken stole her house and “brainwashed” her friends but isn’t it just one of the struggles of womanhood that we feel bad about how we treat shitty men~ . 

Like, what? All the Kens were homeless before this! I liked the Barbie character and all, but obviously I’m going to feel more sympathy for the person whose example of how the real world made him feel like someone is that a woman found his existence worthwhile enough to ask him for the time than for someone whose arc is dealing with her life being less than perfect for the first time.The former is both very sad and just more like a real experience that most people would have--a lifelong sense of inadequacy rather than having an idyllic existence that went suddenly wrong--yet it’s Barbie who is framed as the relatable one because, I suppose, she is a woman.  

I think the movie relies a little too much on this “sisterhood” idea that I’ve always hated. I’m sure I’m meant to be nodding my head at the little speech about the contradictory expectations placed on women and going “yes that’s just what it’s like!”...but I simply didn’t relate to it at all and was left thinking it was sort of a weak, lazy solution to a conflict that was already a bit contrived to begin with. That Barbies would be just as susceptible to rhetoric from some college freshman’s B+ women’s study’s paper as they were to instantly adopting patriarchal ideas actually makes sense, but I don’t think that’s the joke--we’re meant to find it profound. (The human characters in general are the weakest part of the movie. It feels almost like they are remnant of an earlier version of the story that got changed a lot, especially the Mattel executives). 

At the end there is some lip service to things not just going back to the way they were, but a Ken cannot have a seat on the supreme court. The point of this, I think, is supposed to be that just like a company releasing toy that is a woman president isn’t going to solve gender inequality, neither is this one event going to immediately change Barbieland into an egalitarian utopia; real equality is hard to to achieve and is a slow process of incremental changes. This is good, but it’s undercut by the movie wanting to have it’s cake and eat it too by having all these girlboss scenes where the Barbies are taking back Barbieland and are clearly better and smarter than the Kens. We’re meant to see them talk about “keeping Barbieland Barbieland” and getting to reinstate “their” constitution (that 0 Kens get to vote on) and feel...good? Inspired? 

I couldn't help but feel dissatisfied with how this plotline ended because the situation looks sort of grim.The only Barbie who is ever shown to have any empathy for a Ken leaves, and the Ken with the most personal development gives up leading anyone because it’s not his thing and cedes his leadership position to a Ken who doesn’t have the motivation not to build his life around Barbie that he does. I think I would’ve liked it more if Ken also left Barbieland. He had an existential crisis too;  he was also effected enough by his experience that he was capable of tears. If Stereotypical Barbie doesn’t feel like Barbie anymore, does Stereotypical Ken really feel like Ken? After having to completely redefine his entire reason for existing?  As it is, it almost feels like the film is saying that Ken is too simple to be irrevocably changed by what he’s been through, like only Barbie’s feelings are deep and meaningful. I just wanted a post-credits scene where he runs a horse ranch with Allan or something. 

[redheadlesbianfreak]

Now that the writer’s strike is a thing, can we start talking about how poorly people treat writers in fandom spaces? And I’m not talking about fanfiction writers (though believe me, they get treated poorly too), but professional writers.

Over the years of being in fandom, I’ve seen a lot of truly unhinged fans go on wild conspiracy theories about how writer xyz is a truly horrible person. This is despite the fact that fans don’t know anything about writer xyz except the fact that he wrote their least favorite episode of a kids show. Or how all the writers on their favorite show were shit and purposefully ruined the show and the tumblr users in the fandom could do so much better. 

A lot of times, there will be the Scapegoat Writer who is mysteriously responsible for every single problem on their favorite show, despite tv shows being a huge collaborative effort. The Scapegoat Writer (often a showrunner) will be the brunt of a lot of hate from fans who know nothing about them. Let’s use Rebecca Sugar as an example of how people accused her of unbelievably horrific things because they didn’t like the direction she took their favorite kids show.

On the flipside, there’s also the One True Writer that is actually the only person responsible for everything good in the show. The One True Writer can do nothing wrong, is worshipped by fans, and is credited for everything. This is despite shows being a collaborative effort, as I said earlier. Don’t forget the part where fans of said show constantly compare every other tv show writer to the One True Writer that they decided to worship.

Idk man, I just think it’s insulting to blame or credit one person for everything good or bad in a collaborative piece of media. Especially when you start to understand not only how difficult writing is in a professional setting, but also how poorly writers are paid. People don’t never blame executive meddling for poor writing decisions. Instead, they blame a writer who is struggling paycheck to paycheck trying to find the next gig because they committed the “horrible” crime of making a bad writing decision. 

This isn’t to say that people shouldn’t criticize their favorite shows for bad writing. Criticize it all you want. But I do think that harassing specific people or only crediting one person for making a show is terrible. More often than not, media is nuanced. And making poor writing decisions isn’t a crime; certainly, no one deserves to be harassed over that.

[f0point5]

I’m honestly starting to get annoyed with y/n 😭 her calling Elliot disposable to her mom and blaming it on her parents being divorced is... icky. There’s a difference between “I’m not sure if I like him so we’ll go on a few more dates” and “I’m not sure if I like him so I’m going to fly to another country with him and possibly use my connections to get us the hotel I want”. Like one of those is very clearly something you do when you’re serious with someone…

Treating someone poorly isn’t excused by having parents with a bad relationship. Just because my parents had a contentious relationship all through my childhood doesn’t give me free license to treat people poorly and it shouldn’t give Y/N free license either. 🫤

Plus she’s hitting new levels of delusion. I want to knock her upside the head and then give her the number of my therapist. If girlie has this much trauma about relationships then she needs to stop dating Elliot, move out of Max’s flat, and see a therapist. 😭

I just want to clarify, she wasn’t calling Elliot disposable in that she believes that, she was snarking using her mother’s words. I don’t think she views Elliot as disposable as much as she views him as an addition to the life she already has, whereas her mother is hinted to be someone who dives much deeper into relationships.

Well, using connections to stay at the hotel you want is only serious when the reason is about the other person…were hers? She wants to stay at the Fairmont because that’s where the F1 teams stay in Austin…

I don’t think she treats Elliot poorly. At the end of the day hasn’t known him that long, or spent that much time with him. There’s a limit to what he can expect from her at this point. Plus, we don’t really know how he feels about this relationship or what he wants out of it, he could be having parallel conversations with his friends.

I don’t think her parents’ divorce is an excuse to treat him poorly (if that’s what she ends up doing) but at the same time it may well be the reason she doesn’t have an interest in deep romantic relationships. Not wanting that isn’t treating someone poorly. There are plenty of people who are in casual relationships comfortably for years on end.

I wouldn’t handle things that way she has been but at the same time I feel like because we’re getting so much of her thought process it makes the Elliot situation seem more charged than it would from his side.

[amalyze]

It’s been a while. Depression sucks. I feel like I’m living with narcississ/around them daily. Always so demanding, having to walk on egg shells, everything is their way or it’s not good enough. My dad calls constantly and with his dementia he leaves me nasty voicemails if I don’t answer the second he calls. My getting my daughter breakfast and on the bus isn’t anywhere near as important as him swearing at me is first thing in the morning because he didn’t take his medication on time and is having a fit about something. My mom guilt trips me and has to check on me even if I’m not well she has to call every half hour to make sure I’m okay. I can’t rest because people will not pitch in and take care of anything. I have to organize everything and when I ask for help there’s some excuse as to why they can’t mostly because they are too busy and can’t be bothered. I’m the one people call to run and jump because every day SOMETHING is an emergency for someone. I just don’t want to wake up in the mornings anymore because I’m so triggered by everyone going off on me. It sets me up for a bad day. I can’t breathe anymore. I’m just so smothered by people and all they want is to have me do all the things for them, planning, scheduling, driving, caring for… I need a break. Is it even normal to get an average of 52 phone calls daily? Most of which being the same people calling over and over and over again back to back leaving multiple messages over a minute long. Doesn’t matter if I set designated days and times to call people and create boundaries for myself because they are always pushed aside and when I’ve had enough I’m the bad guy. I’m the one who is all upset and treating people poorly and shouldn’t be acting out in such a manner. I should know better. I should do better. I should be better. I just need a break. I need people to respect me but they probably don’t even see me as a person that they could even try to treat decently. I’m so tired. Then I read books on narcissistic behavior and it basically says to take care of yourself because you can’t make people change and they will just continue to belittle and berate you. Nice to know there’s nothing you can actually do to fix it. I’m so tired of it all. How can so many damn lives fall apart an hour after waking up every single morning because I’m not there to do it all? And if I say no, I get calls from others about how dare I and how awful I am to family and need to get a grip, they just need help and clearly it’s my responsibility. If I avoid they send the police looking even if I say my phone will be off for one day. Police get mad and tell me I need to respond to my family and not avoid them, I’m so lucky I have them, I should be more grateful… and I would be grateful too if I had time to myself, for myself, regularly, but I don’t. Because I’m not allowed. Because I don’t matter. And that’s my depressed rant for tonight. I don’t want to deal with this crap again tomorrow. Ugh.

[traumasurvivorshelpingsurvivors]

Tw Sa, coercion, victim blaming, sh and harassment

I think i’m looking for reassurance that i’m not overreacting and maybe advice. so in 2021 i was friends with this girl at college and then she started to make comments about me and my body and i thought i was okay with it but i really wasn’t. i went to a sleepover at her house and she made me do things that i wasn’t comfortable with, she kept asking and asking over and over and when i would say no she would huff or say i was making her feel bad or that it was stupid because i like girls so i should want to do that with her. i eventually stopped saying no but i didn’t say yes. she made me touch her and the whole time i was just staring at the posters on her wall while she moved my hands and it felt like i wasn’t even in my body. i texted my mum and said i wanted to leave and she pretended to be in the hospital so her fiancé could come get me. when i told the girl she sighed and said she was probably going to hurt herself because i was leaving early. i left anyway and blocked her number and didn’t go back to college for weeks. when i finally did they took me out of all the classes we shared and said i had bullied her. i had teachers call me mean and evil and say i was upsetting a really nice girl because i was petty. i told my mum what had actually happened and she told the college. they didn’t believe me and continued to take her side but did give me one counselling session where the counsellor stood in front of the door and refused to let me leave while he yelled at me to sit down and said if i actually had been sexually assaulted then i would’ve gone to the police. i dropped out of college.

a few days ago i message the person who sa’d me because i wanted to know if they were going to an event next month that i’m going to. i know it’s stupid and i shouldn’t have messaged them but i was so anxious about the possibility of seeing them at a concert a few months ago that i had a panic attack and left early and i just didn’t want it to happen again, i thought if i was prepared then it would be okay. they denied assaulting me and called me crazy while saying they forgive me for the horrible things i’ve done, before i could even ask about the event. i sent them a long message describing what they had done to me and how that had affected me and how it still affects me almost two years later then i blocked them. they showed that message to the college and because i had mentioned self harm they opened up a safeguarding investigation despite the fact that i don’t even go there anymore and i’m 18. now they’ve been making fake accounts on tumblr to harass me and i just don’t know what to do. and the worst part is i know most of this is my fault

Hi anon,

I'm so sorry to hear about everything that happened and please know that none of this is your fault at all. It's not okay to be guilt tripped or pressured into providing consent because that's not enthusiastic or willing consent. A lot of what you described resembles DARVO, an abuse tactic where the abuser "flips the script" and both paints themselves as the true victims and paints the victim as the abuser.

It sounds like this was such a traumatic experience for you that you may have dissociated as well. It also sounds like she tried to manipulate you by threatening to harm herself because you were leaving. I'm appalled about how poorly the college handled it, especially to make such an absurd statement like that if it were real that you would've tried to report it to the police, since obviously not all survivors feel compelled to do that and it doesn't make their experience fake in any way.

I can understand the anxiety and distress of possibly seeing your abuser out in public and I can also understand why you chose to contact her. But unfortunately it sounds like she hadn't changed at all and was still attempting to guilt trip and manipulate you. Please remember that you deserve better than to be treated like that.

While I can completely understand if your experience in counseling has soiled it, you may want to consider seeking out the guidance of a mental health professional such as a therapist, if you can access or afford it. A therapist could help you navigate and process your trauma, as well as come up with some strategies to deal with your abuser and the effects of your trauma.

Please know that you deserve to be taken seriously and we believe and support you. I hope I could help and let us know if you need anything.

-Bun

[jack-bytez-genuine-corner]

Why did I talk about Hogwarts am I dumb!?!?

I just realized I commented on Hogwart’s Legacy so now I need to put this out there:

* Spend your money however you want

* The best thing that COULD happen to the game has happened, which is that it’s PR has been trashed heavily and in a very public manner, so if you think it sold too much remember the point was to get a conversation going, and it’s STILL going, so amazing job to all the active participants

* No ethical consumption under capitalism, but explaining and reasoning why giving royalties to a TERF is bad is a good thing to do and I would argue brave. The goal isn’t to STOP purchases, it’s to make people AWARE and hopefully that’ll lead to them and others taking small actions to better the world for everyone.

* There were queer people who were into the series and those who aren’t, my husband was and distancing from it has been harder for him than for me because he was a MASSIVE fan while I was born too late to get into it and never really cared. Everyone has a different relation with media and so be careful with how you talk about those people because the wrong words could turn someone who would be a potential ally into an obstinate enemy.

* Remember to transition from the game to talking about other bad things Trans people have to unfairly deal with: A good example being the discrimination Trans streamers face daily that isn’t treated as well as the people who are being told “No, I don’t like you anymore cause you played this game on stream” because one of these is a very real problem that people shouldn’t have to put up with, and the other is people being petulant children. Other examples being TERF operations in the UK that Rowling promotes which should be ended as soon as possible.

* Small factoid, even though no one will really care: Rowling only gets royalties, not actual cash, while the devs and publisher put in a Trans woman as a focal character and actively tries to diminish the antiemetic undertones of the Goblins. Things change, and properties change, with the times, so while it is important to lambast Rowling, don’t forget that she doesn’t “Own” the IP anymore and that was what drove her to her first massive public meltdown, her second being suspiciously timed with the game’s original delay. And yes, just like Fantastic Beasts this COULD end up with the game selling poorly... Or it might not affect sales at all, who knows.

* The target is practically just JK Rowling and her supporters, so don’t go throwing hands with everyone who talks about the game. It’s a waste of energy for you and a bad image for everyone else. Instead focus on things you CAN control, educate others, and ideally use the momentum from this to launch a very real change. Things are practically GUARANTEED to sell loads if they get tons of marketing, so don’t let that discourage you from making a real change in your own space, even if that change is only on a personal level.

Background about me is that I’m gay and married, neither Trans nor Jewish so I’m NOT an authority on any of this and I’m just throwing my cents into the large hat. I posted several replies on the matter but felt like I should write a long post of my thoughts incase anyone comes looking to discuss or harass. I didn’t feel right just leaving a bunch of random, unsolicited comments and then saying nothing at all, but nuance is hard on the web and even harder in a heated environment. I’ll try not to divulge into the cesspit that is the game’s current PR standing because you basically can’t say anything without being pinned one way or the other, and in earnest it’s better for me to not worry about that video game and instead focus on my studies, my life, and my found family.

[toastspirit]

Slightly unrelated but I think myself into circles alll the time. Similarly, I do this in my writing pretty often too, and it’s something I still haven’t learned to tackle academically

Example, continuing the stuff above:

Man I hate when people say mean things to me and hurt my feelings. I struggle with my confidence really often so I can randomly be really sensitive to what people say about me. Man I should really stop being so sensitive—or maybe people should be nicer? But other people feel hurt too, and they might be suffering a lot more than me, so that’s why they’re lashing out… but even if that’s the case, they shouldn’t treat me poorly. I try not to hurt others when I’m feeling hurt. But I still have on accident, haven’t I? Have I? I don’t know if I would remember. The ax forgets but the tree remembers and all that. But I shouldn’t think about the mean things people say to me, people say nice stuff to me too! But I don’t believe them because I still view myself as a person who isn’t deserving of kindness. But I’m pretty smart! I get good grades. Well, grades aren’t a one to one sign of intelligence. But I’ve had a 4.0 GPA since forever and if I got 100 in multiple classes I can’t be stupid… And I got 100 on a final in my COLLEGE CLASS! Wait but I’m just staking all my self worth in my grades again and that’s bad. But I don’t have much else that I feel good about… I can crochet well? But I haven’t been crocheting much recently. Work exhausts me and also hurts my hands. Oh but I should stop thinking about the mean things people say to me, they’re assholes anyways. Or, well, people shouldn’t just be divided into black and white categories of ‘good’ and ‘bad’, we’re all multifaceted. Maybe they treat me poorly because they know that I’m secretly a bad person? No, if I give people grace, shouldn’t I give myself grace too…? And my dad loves to say that “happiness is a choice” and that you can only make yourself upset. Man that always pisses me off, and he says it at the worst times too… Wait I shouldn’t think like that about my dad. He loves me and has given me so much in life and I’m an ungrateful little leech. But he told me that he loves me and he got really angry when I called myself a burden… But he scares me. His anger really scares me. I wonder why I’m not afraid of my mom, she’s the one that split my lip that one time. That was kinda fucked up. I guess because she listens to me more. But she still misgenders me. My dad doesn’t, but I did have to tell him that I’d rather be dead than be a woman for him to take me seriously. I wish I didn’t have to say that. I wish I could tell them how horribly I feel all the time. I should go to therapy. But the thought of speaking to another therapist is so scary, my last one sucked… What was I originally thinking about? Oh yeah right, that mean thing that person I never liked said about me. Man I fucking hate them. But have they done anything for me to hate them? …not really, but I still can’t stand them. And now I’m thinking about them more… but I can’t just block out what they said. And venting about it just makes me think about it more… Ugh. I wish I had been more brave. The next time they make fun of me I’m gonna let them have it… No, I won’t. I’m too much of a coward to stand up for myself. And as much as I pretend to be callous and careless, I don’t really want to hurt others. But I really just want to be left alone…

I hate when I can’t find the right words and the right way to put them together. While talking, while writing—it’s like writer’s block but worse. Like a full word block. Can’t get my thoughts across, can’t get my feelings across

[honeystwiggypeach]

hi i hope you dont mind but if you're not that busy is it okay if you write this? huhu thank you!

reader telling jjk men (geto, gojo, nanami, toji, choso) that they are preggo and they've been trying for a few years already and are already thinking of surrogacy. please please please this can be months after they have a miscarriage too!

a rainbow baby! 😭

Hi hon!!! Sorry this came so late I got a bit caught up with school than my mom and aunts wanted to have dinner so that’s what I did today! Tysm for the request! I try to remain as respectful as possible when I write requests like this or about sensitive topics so pls tell me if I misphrase or say anything poorly so I can correct it!!

Ps. I didn’t do choso because idk his personality well and I don’t know if I’m confident in writing him😭

Tw- mentions of past miscarriages, rainbow baby, infertility, surrogacy, anything mentioned in the request, grief, (in Geto’s people besides parents try and explain death and miscarriage to the twins so reader gets upset)in gojos the pregnancy is both unplanned and not known about, birth, pregnant reader if your uncomfortable with anything relating to loosing a child/pregnancy I advise that you do not read this one! Pls let me know if I missed anything!!

Geto

He took it hard, he loved the twins with his whole heart he truly did but he missed having babies to look after, maybe it was just baby fever but he felt like your little family wasn’t quite complete.

Unfortunately when you’d found the missing piece, it didn’t work out, unfortunately in your second trimester you had miscarried. You and Geto were both devastated, and everyone for a while everyone treated the two of you as ticking time bombs ready to explode at any moment.

The girls didn’t quite understand, they knew that they were supposed to have a sibling soon and now they weren’t going to but that was it, they couldn’t comprehend it yet and the amount of times you both had to stop people from explaining it to them horrified you.

This time when you’d fallen pregnant, you decided that maybe you two should keep this one a bit secret just in case, so when you’d first told Geto it was in the safety of your bedroom you’d sat beside him your hands behind your back before quickly pulling out the test.

“Are you serious” his voice is a bit quiet as it crackles.

You were his only weak spot, of course besides his children…but of course he would never let you know that…not like it was obvious or anything. He practically sobs when you give him a little nod, he lets out the same quiet muffled sobbing noise when he sees his son for the first time laid on your chest.

Gojo

Honestly it hurt you a lot. His family was really into the idea of you carrying a biological heir, but sometimes it felt like you just weren’t capable of doing so. Honestly you’d started to even look into surrogacy because you couldn’t handle all the unfortunate things that continued to happen every time you would even talk about pregnancy.

When you’d been getting intense abdominal cramps you decided maybe you shouldn’t test it and checked yourself into the hospital, where you found out you were in labour, within the hour Gojo had arrived to see you sat up in the hospital bed with the cutest little baby girl laid on your chest. You smile dazedly as he stares down at the two of you in wonder.

“She’s real” he whispers as he touches the little fluffy whisper of hair she has. His fingers just barely graze her scalp and she scrunches and thats what triggers his tears.

Nanami

It was just bad news after bad news, it was beginning to feel like maybe you shouldn’t have a baby at all. Of course when Nanami had heard you mutter this one night after you’d talked about trying for a baby again, he smiled guiltily, “if this doesn’t work there’s surrogacy or even adoption” he knows that you don’t want either of those, you want what everyone else is able to have, he can hear the way you cry in the bathroom after another negative test about how unfair it is and how cruel the world can be.

But this time there’s no crying no shouts of how unfair it is, there’s silence and Nanami at first thinks you’ve fallen and hurt yourself but when he hears your squeal he knows that isn’t the case.

He pushes the door open softly to see you holding the test you smile up at him as you show him the two little pink lines, “it’s positive” you tell him and it takes a moment to register but when it does he’s got a wide smile as he bends down softly peppering kisses along your face.

Toji

He was rather reserved already but after you’d lost the baby, it became worse. Toji not only was reserved but he was reclusive, not eating dinner with you and Megumi not even greeting you anymore.

He’d come out at night and creep around the house to avoid seeing you two, he didn’t understand how to process the loss and had resorted to cutting off the world while he grieved.

One of these nights however he’s not quiet enough and you flicker on the lights, Toji is stood over the sink as he chugs down tap water.

“Toji” you call out, “Will you come to bed?” And when he lays down beside you it feels like heaven. He’s wrapped in your warm embraces as you whisper soft reassurances he doesn’t tell you that your comfort and soft touch made him cry long after you fell asleep.

Almost a year after that, you’d fallen pregnant, and Megumi was the one to help you tell him as he pranced around the house all day in a tee shirt that said big brother on it.

Honestly it was adorable and you loved seeing little Megumi be so happy when his dad furrowed his brows holding his boy up by the armpits to get a good look at what his shirt said glancing down to your belly than back to Megumi before his eyes meet yours.

“You’re serious?” He asks still holding up Megumi.

You give him a little nod paired with a nervous giggle and he sets Megumi down softly going over to hug you as Megumi continues to stomp around the kitchen.

If anyone wants to see anything else pls let me know!! Omg guys!!! Do you want to see reader and maybe like teen Megumi?(reader is with Toji, but maybe like reader being a mom figure to Megumi and while he’s got a fever he unintentionally calls her mama, which he hadn’t done since he was really young?? And Toji like hugging reader a bit when she cries because she misses him being a baby and being affectionate???? I’m gonna sob someone request it pls???)

[homemade-ghosts]

I honestly don’t get why antis, Rinis or PWs say the things that they do. One of things in particular, “Ricky was a bad boyfriend to Nini, so therefore he’d treat Gina no different.” First of all, he has completely different experiences with both girls so he can’t love them both for the exact same reasons. Also, Ricky’s lack of growth in S1 with Nini versus his growth with Gina in S3. I mean, you can have romantic feelings for 2 or more people simultaneously. Who would’ve thought? smh

The amount of PWs who seem to actively want Ricky to treat Gina badly is absolutely wild to me (& honestly, concerning). It feels like they resent Gina for not choosing their Fave White Boy™ EJ, to the point where they think she should suffer for recognizing her own worth and breaking up with him, after coming to terms with the fact that he could not & would not give her the love that she wants & deserves. They want Gina to be punished for what they perceive as her having “wronged” EJ in some sense (I won’t even get into the racist connotations associated with that — but they’re there, in big, flashing neon letters).

& on top of that, I can guarantee you nearly every rini/PW who claims Ricky will somehow treat Gina badly 1. Thinks EJ was a model boyfriend, despite the fact that he lied to & repeatedly ignored Gina + her wants/needs — making her feel like she was asking too much of him or that she (being a girlfriend for the first time where EJ was/is much more experienced) had done something wrong. & 2. They’ll jump at the chance to say that Ricky has only ever/will only ever love Nini and that they should’ve gotten back together.

So, basically, Ricky was a bad boyfriend to Nini and that’s why he shouldn’t be with Gina, yet they want him to be with Nini, the person they claim he treated so poorly? The level of hypocrisy is insane.

& implying that Ricky was a “bad boyfriend” to Nini and, because of that, he’ll be a “bad boyfriend” to Gina suggests that every relationship is the same, that you can’t possibly be a good partner to someone when it didn’t work out with the person you dated before them. If that were true, no one would ever be able to fall in love more than once. We’d all be doomed to either spend the rest of our lives with the person we were with at 16/17 or spend it alone. What a miserable existence that would be (at least for those of us that want romantic love). People change and who they love is often a reflection of that, as it should be.

Ricky isn’t solely at fault for the fact that he & Nini didn’t work out, either. They didn’t break-up just because he was unsupportive or because he was too clingy (two things he has never once been to Gina, by the way — even when things were strained between them while he was with Nini, he complemented her BATB dance routine & that continued into s3, where he was constantly in awe of her talent, encouraged her & told her he was proud of her. & in contrast to being overbearing with Nini, Ricky gave Gina space, no questions asked, when she made it clear she needed time away from him, mid-s2).

Ricky & Nini also broke up because they couldn’t communicate with each other or understand what the other needed. Nini, despite knowing that Ricky hates change & has abandonment issues, stemming from his mom moving to Chicago & starting a new life without him, waits until the very last second to tell him she’s moving to Denver. Oh, and she tells him in front of everyone, having apparently learned nothing from the last time she sprung some big news on Ricky in a very public forum a whole season prior. Then, when Ricky wants to talk to her about the parallels between “The Rose Song” and their relationship, she tries to convince him the song isn’t about him, even though she knows it is, and basically runs away from Ricky to avoid talking about it. Meanwhile, Ricky & Gina have, on several separate occasions, sought each other for advice & comfort. They tell each other things they don’t tell anyone else. Communication is their strong suit. 

& I know some people could/would argue, “but what about when they weren’t on speaking terms during 2b?” to which I would say that, when you give someone the room they need to process their own emotions, alone, because you understand that that’s what they need in the moment, that’s a form of communication, too. The problem (or one of the problems, among many) with Ricky & Nini is that they couldn’t understand what each other needed.

My point is not to suggest that the breakup was Nini’s fault specifically, or that I think she’s a bad person for treating Ricky the way she did, but to say that Nini was as much of a bad girlfriend to Ricky as Ricky was a bad boyfriend to Nini. That’s what happens when you try to force a relationship with someone you’ve outgrown. & just because Ricky & Nini have outgrown each other, it doesn’t mean that they didn’t love each other and it doesn’t mean that either of them aren’t deserving of the chance to be able to grow with someone who is better suited for the person that they are now, who makes them the happiest, most-fulfilled, best version of themselves — the way that Gina does for Ricky & vice versa.

You’re so right, you can love two people at once. I’m sorry if that upsets #them, but that’s the way it is — just because he loved Nini, doesn’t mean he ever stopped having feelings for Gina. Feelings aren’t simple, love isn’t simple. & while Nini will always be Ricky’s first love, his love for Gina is different, better. It’s healthy and it’s selfless & to suggest he’s not deserving of that love because his past relationship (one that he’s learned a lot from, mind you) didn’t work out is…well, it’s stupid. 

At the end of the day, Ricky treated Gina with nothing but love, kindness, respect & admiration when they weren’t dating and we’ve been given no reason to believe he won’t continue to do that now that they are dating (the only difference is that now he can kiss her while he does). #They can stay mad about it.

[petitprincess1]

I’ve had a wee look on the twitter page to get a better read I’d the tweets and personally I don’t see any bullying in the messages she shared? I get the poor communication part but it looked like the two folk in charge seemed to try accommodate her and not make her as stressed? Granted they shouldn’t of did it the way they did but I don’t think it’s a big deal the way it’s being out to be. And again we don’t know what happened in person. But she defo shouldn’t off dragged the other two people into this it’s so wrong and makes her look bad. And sharing legal stuff in something that’s technically ongoing from the looks of stuff doesn’t help her either.

As well it always seems to be brought up around the time there’s big news for HH or HB. Like surely Spindle horse (correct me if I’m wrong) isn’t that big a company yet to not be held to consequence if they are treating workers very poorly? If they were a influential company then sure but they are still a small indie one so if there were serious issues it would surely be dealt with quickly right? And as well I’ve seen more praise than negatives for the studio. Not saying it’s perfect no where is but I feel like people just expect it to be a dream to work for and when they realise how stressful it is and the workload is a lot harder than previously thought they don’t understand that they can’t just go their own pace when there’s deadlines needing met and delaying stuff only happens for exceptional circumstances.

Either way the team appeared to try and accommodate her and whilst it could of been worked out better the effort was there and as well they have their own deadlines to meet so they need to find ways to do it.

To answer your question, yes, Spindlehorse is a small, indie company that was created by Vivzie. And fully agree with this.