#no judgies on the mistakes pls

[teddylovestea]

Grey stairs beneath the moon/tonight I'll be dreaming of you

~ London Grammar [Interlude]

[izzy-b-hands]

Remember that Bob's Burgers scene with Tina driving the car for the first time?

I thought of another dad and pirate captain who would probably make that mistake.

Then I realised it's even dumber and funnier if you make it Steddyhands so she has three guardians watching over her and effectively doing nothing to help (Buttons is also there, but he's just Observing. For fun, for study? Probably both.)

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"Okay," Stede claps his hands. "First time at the helm! Exciting, isn't it? You know, Mr. Buttons only lets me up here with his supervision, but you...well, for now you have all of us supervising you, but not for long!"

Alma nods, hands on the ornate ship's wheel.

"Now, we're in a lovely open area, so there's the crew with the sails and...there we go!"

The wheel turns one way, then back the other. Then back again. And again.

"Little bit more steady. There's only one other ship near us after all!"

Alma lets out a stressed mumble.

"What's that?"

"Here," Ed kneels down by her. "So what you want to do now is steer away from that ship."

"That's what I'm trying to do!"

"Well, right now we're sort of headed directly towards it," Stede remarks. "Not trying to be judgy, just noting a fact."

"Mr. Buttons," Izzy, leaning against the upper deck rail, calls out. "Would you like to help with this?"

Buttons shakes his head. "The three of you are right there. Shouldn't need me."

"He's sort of right," Ed says. "Izzy, maybe-"

"Don't let these two get in your head," Izzy jogs over and pats her shoulder. "Just turn...no, one direction or the other. Either is fine, but stick with one or...no, that's turning it the other way again... Bonnet?"

"I already told her!"

"You told her she was getting close to it, not that she should keep the wheel one way or the other!"

"Well aren't we Mr. Particular today-"

Ed sighs and stands. "Can you two save this for later pl-"

"Ow!"

Alma smashes headfirst into the wheel as they crash into the back of the other ship.

"We're okay," Ed says quickly. "Should we go see Roach? Get some snacks and put some ice on that bump on your forehead?"

She lifts her hand to it. "Is it bad?"

There's a pause as they watch the purple bruise and bump raise up more.

"You're okay," Izzy says, vaguely convincingly.

"By the time we get you back home," Stede smiles. "It'll hardly be noticeable!"

"Who did we hit anyway?" Ed peers out to the other ship. "Oh fuck-"

"Who the shit-" Calico Jack bounds down to the main deck from the helm of the other ship. "Hey! So...this is awkward, huh?"

Stede's eyes squeeze shut, and he pinches the bridge of his nose. "Oh my god."

"Who's that?" Alma asks. "I like his outfit; is he a pirate?"

"Oh my god," Stede groans again. "He's...Mr. Buttons? Could you take the helm?"

Buttons shrugs. "Not much point as we can't move right now, but I can."

"Alma, dear, you and Izzy go find Roach," Stede continues. "And Ed and I...will deal with Jack."

"We can't kill him just to get out of this," Ed says. "Plus, a cannonball didn't do it, so what else would?"

Izzy opens his mouth, then closes it. "Not best to say with a child present."

"I...I don't even want to know," Stede mutters. "It had to be him. Of course."

[robinsnest2111]

Last Lines Meme

sooooooooo, I got tagged by @meiilan !

I only got one single kinda serious, kinda very personal piece of writing in the works, and it was hard to pick “last lines” since it’s nowhere near finished (and probably never will be, because it’s a kind of venting piece. i write whenever i get upset and dysphoric and lonely, which happens from time to time and will probably continue to happen for all my life oof)

ANYWAYS, here are a few lines I’m really proud of and could be read as the last lines to chapter one if I should ever divide the paragraphs into chapters in the future haha

Expecting an entirely different response, the boy slowly turned towards the Kommandant and just barely dared to glance up at the other's face. No trace of disgust or hatred, just a bit of confusion and a whole lot of the love and tenderness so integral to „Onkel Willi“.*

Tears welled up in the boy's eyes as the Kommandant opened his arms in a silent invitation for a hug. They both scooted closer together on the backseat and the young man placed his head on Wilhelm's shoulder. A hand came up to gently cradle his head and card through the brown locks.

After the shaking had calmed down, the Kommandant asked quietly: „Wie darf ich dich denn nennen, mein Kind?“** The young man had never felt as welcome in his entire life as in this moment. With a wave of overwhelming emotion he pressed his face further into his uncle's coat collar before answering just as quietly: „Felix. Bitte nenn' mich Felix.“***

The rest of the journey was spent in comfortable silence, Felix still clinging to his uncle who held him comfortingly. As the car finally passed the gates of the camp it had grown completely dark and the falling snow was only visible in the beams of the lamps and searchlights slowly sweeping the grounds.

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* uncle Willi

** What may I call you, my child?

*** Please call me Felix

...yes, this is a shameless Hogan’s Heroes self-insert-y fanfic. it’s one of my favourite tv shows and one of the only super comforting things in my day to day life so no judging pls (; v ;)

Aaaaaand, I’m tagging anyone who wants to do this!

[diary-of-an-onliner]

lifelines [g.w.]

hi! first fic, pls be nice!

word count: 2300

warnings: none

After Gryffindor turned the tides at the last second, winning the second most important game of the season after a massive setback in the first hour, the celebrations raged harder than ever. Since Hufflepuff had beaten Slytherin to the ground two days ago, the path towards the Cup was clear. Angelina was sitting on the couch, having passed the point of looking pleased long ago, and now seemed almost frazzled by the result. People came up to her periodically, clapping her shoulder or topping off her drink, directing the buzzing energy of the common room straight into her.

Truly, the atmosphere was phenomenal, the stolen food and drinks from the kitchens juicer and a little more spiked than usual. Or maybe it was the sunlight still streaming through the windows as strongly as ever despite the past gloomy week. Whatever it was that made the day so electrically happy for everyone, it showed no signs of stopping.

This type of unrestrained feeling you always imagined started from the back of your head as s little star-like scribble that cast a net over you and spread the intensity throughout. This week it was stronger than it has been in a while.

You felt electric in the stands as you yelled for your team, an invisible line ripping the words from your throat before you even knew you were saying them. You felt elated as your housemates put their hands around you in delight, screaming themselves sore when they announced the winner. And you were feeling the happiness in your hair now, in every single strand from root to end as it swayed along with the bottle in your hand.

This was happy. This was joyful. This was utterly buttery in your chest and electric in the air.

You idly looked around the red and orange common room, which burned with excitement, deciding how to best spend this time before it runs out on Umbridge's watch and she ruins it.

No. No wasting thoughts on her today. She sucked enough life out of you and your housemates this year, she won't be doing it off the clock too.

Your eyes settled on possibly one of the strongest sources of this warmth - George Weasley, sitting on the arm of the couch next to his brother. The window behind him silhouetted him in gold perfectly, like the sun offered him to you. It accented how attractive he was, even if he burned a little at the top.

You've connected eyes before, talked before, even bantered. One wittier than the other every odd day, you toed the line between acquaintances and friends perfectly. Seeing as he's very popular, catching him in-between conversations was a matter of luck.

You imagined a line going from the center of your chest to his as you approached him. He pensively looked to the side, observing some goings-on on the far end of the room as you interrupted him.

"That was a good game. You got some very nice shots in," you said.

He turned to you with a mild close-mouthed 'hm', a look, and then a grin.

"You sure it was me?" he cocked his eyebrow and look at Fred on the couch next to Angelina, bumping knees with her and accepting congratulations in both of their names.

"You wear different numbers, genius. I know how to count this time."

"And you have my number memorized," he said, his voice glad.

"That would've been a great line if you were a Muggle."

"Pity, I already chose a magical career." he took a sip of his butterbeer and eyed you up, "Maybe I should start using my magical lines on you. Would those work better?" his eyes widened and his tone turned innocent at the end.

"I think I know too much anti-jinxes for that."

He pursed his lips in amusement. "Alright. What would work on you then?"

"Oh, I find responsibility and appropriacy really hot." you shot back, twirling a piece of your happy, charged up hair.

"Contradiction too," he said, "since you're still here."

"I find contradiction a natural state of the human soul, thus if I wasn't contradicting myself, I wouldn't fully be here."

"Hm. Brainy." he chuckled.

"Judgy. If you need me to simplify you can just say so."

"I think I can handle your smart mouth just fine."

"Then why am I winning?"

"I didn't realize this was a competition."

"Rookie mistake." you shook your head dramatically.

"I'm pretty sure it's a rookier mistake to assume you're winning. Who's the judge?"

"My innate inner sense of whether I'm winning or not."

"If it's inside you, then how would one file a complaint concerning an unfair ruling?"

"They wouldn't. It's a noble and just system that decided I'm in the lead. You just need to accept the truth."

"Don't make me come in there," he said, smirking good-naturedly.

"In where?" you shot back.

"In you." his smirk held on for a second before he seemed to realize what he said and his face scrunched up in apologetic laughter.

Your mind slipped into the gutter the way new yorkers fall into sinkholes filled with rats - hilariously fast.

Albeit greatly amused, he started to correct himself, "I didn't mean-"

"No, of course not." you licked your lips, "I understood you the first time " Was karma going to bite you in the ass for that lie? Who knows, but you might even be into that. Everything seems possible when the sun is shining. So he shone.

He grinned with his happy mouth and you once again noted how the light from the window behind him silhouetted him in the golden lining that made him look like a cutout glued onto the scene of this funny collage. His hair was aflame and his face was darker from the shadows but just as loudly burning with laughter.

This was happy.

You drew the word in your mind, line by line. H, a smooth move from the bottom, a decorative loop, then a parallel stroke, and a transversal. A, a circle with a tail, sharp move upward, and an even sharper drop for the backbone of p. P's tummy? Bulge? Nope, your mind shouldn't slip there in the middle of Binns’ class, no matter how boring he was. Another p, as George's knee bumped into yours. He was moved from "Mr. Wester, Phillip." for being disruptive, so he engaged in an under-the-table kind of disruption with his new tablemate.

You smiled. A long diagonal line, and another shorter one that cut into it. Y.

Happy.

You were, truly, right now. It sounded upside down to be happy though, both overall and when stuck in a soul-suckingly draining class, but you were.

George read over your shoulder, then audaciously engaged in over-the-table elbow-bumping-disruption and a cocked eyebrow. You straightened up, feeling a warm line unfold from the back of your head to the core of your brain, through the center of your chest, and straight to your stomach. Your happy line.

I'm happy, you mouthed.

Really? He mouthed back sarcastically yet good-naturedly. I can definitely see why. His eyes darted toward the professor. I say go for it, he's a catch. You might even be his type.

You burst out laughing, then immediately bit your lip. A few students, including Philip, looked at you as you shook with laughter, but professor Binns carried on.

George, on the other hand, shrugged with his shit-eating grin, pretending he has no idea why you were laughing, thus letting everyone know why you were laughing.

You scribbled, I don't know. What if it goes badly. I'd hate to be ghosted.

George raised his eyebrows at the Muggle slang you explained before. His hand slipped next to yours on the table and you felt your happy line thrum in approval. His hand was warm as he gently pressed it to yours, slowly took your quill, and scribbled back: Need someone more physical, huh? And I thought you were the romantic type.

Strong words for someone who never bought me dinner, you replied.

Mhm, as soon as I find a good line get you to agree to it.

Keep writing like that and I'll start thinking you fancy me.

Keep your mind in the gutter and I'll start thinking you don't fancy me back. He accented that line with a wink and an overdramatic lip bite.

You pouted sarcastically at him. Of course not, I only want you for your knobby knees.

He chuckled, reminded of the short line of warmth that connected your knees under the table. He pressed his into yours a little stronger, then pulled away.

That's a funny way of flirting. I'd know, I'm an expert at funny.

Self-proclaimed.

Untrue.

And I'm not flirting. If I was, you'd know it.

Would you? your breath hitched. For reasons you very well knew but refused to sound out to yourself, this short sentence drove the air around you two from joking to serious at breakneck speed.

Know if you were flirting with me? your happy line felt jumbled up in your stomach. He smiled at you.

Would you know if you were flirting with me?

The following week was arduous.

Gryffindors had a record amount of detentions, and Snape tore into them any and every chance he could. Even McGonagall was one edge, meaning lousy or missed homework was a death sentence. You forgot how to read from tiredness, submitting essays patchworked of other people's thoughts without ever having any information pass through your head. Everything was dull, gray, and dragged out.

Despite that, outside the castle the sky was blue and sunlight streamed through the soft clouds and a sweet breeze would blow around aimlessly. It was both comforting and a little mocking. The sky should be as exhausted and as beaten down as you. Good to know stress made you compare yourself to a literal sky. But maybe that's a little cruel. Nevertheless, it sounded like nature itself was turning its nose up at you, saying you're selfish for wanting grey skies, she doesn't care, she's above puny human affairs. The world turns and you have to turn with it or stop, then spend the rest of the time catching up.

You haven't stopped yet, but by all that is holy, you wanted to sleep. As the sun finally descended on a Friday after dinner, you finished your essays in hope that the next week might be kinder if you do everything quickly. The common room was dark, most of the light coming from the fire in the fireplace. It was also oddly empty for nine-thirty in the evening. Apparently, everyone had the same week as you.

Your almost finished essay laid on the table as you dozed, swinging your legs back and forth over the edge of your armchair.

The creak of the portrait opening caught your attention, and George Weasley walked in a second later, rubbing his sore hand and cussing.

Truly everyone had a shitty week.

"Love?" you said teasingly.

He looked up at you with a tired grin.

"It's late."

"Not really. You okay?"

"Nothing I can't handle, love." he sighed, leaning against the wall next to the fireplace.

"Can I see?" you crossed the room to stand in front of him. Again, the firelight licked at the lines of his face, clear and sharp. He had circles under his eyes and a heavily nibbled lip.

"It's nothing." still, George raised his hand. "Love." he added, distantly. He seemed to be staring right above your head. You looked at the middle line of his lips again. You imagined him biting it.

Was it him that bit it? That one hurt. You hoped it was him.

You took his hand in your and rubbed circles into his knuckles. His eye winced.

"I'm sorry."

"S'not your fault."

"What happened?" he closed his eyes.

"Two ickle firsties almost brought the wrath of Umbridge into themselves with some dungbombs. You know how it goes," he said, a corner of his lip tugging upwards. Your chest expanded looking at him being satisfied with himself. As he should be.

"How... responsible of you," you said.

His eyes snapped downwards to yours.

"Keep looking at me like that and I might also start being appropriate too, darling."

You stepped closer, your happy line thrumming against your chest like a quivering violin string.

"What if being responsible is enough?"

"Enough for what?" he breathed out before you pressed yourself against him.

At first, that's was it was - a press of two warm lips. Then he started to move slowly, almost gentlemanly. How appropriate.

As he touched you, you felt the daze of last week lift. The little star scribble on the back of your head lit up, pulsing with brightness rather than fogging your thought. This was clear, you felt his every stroke that made up his face and chest and hands. The scribble of happiness extended itself into a web, overtaking your brain - you could feel it and you wondered if he saw it too when he looked at you. You pulled away and lifted your head to check. Probably not, but his eyes were glassy and he gave you a dopey smile. He was glad you were there. You pressed your lips against his again. You were glad he was there too.

The web continued down your neck, arms and chest, into your legs until your toes buzzed with light coursing through you. You were more awake than you have been in a long time.

Your hands were the brightest of all, and as you touched his hands, connecting them fingertip to fingertip, things made sense. The web buzzed and his breath was warm against yours, hands pulsing with energy as your every lifeline connected into his.

[qqueenofhades]

Wow, thank you for your very long answer! There are certainly more similarities than I could think of of the top of my head and I can see now even more why people are pointing them out. Personally, I still feel uncomfortable about this - thereby I don't mean comparing the two, I mean things like "Putler" and "Putin=Hitler". But that's on me personally then. Possibly that is because I'm German and we tend to be uncomfortable around the topic of Hitler and Nazis; and by uncomfortable I mean "what should I say, what should I do, how should I feel", not "pls don't ever talk to me about that part of history ever" (though there certainly are people who fall into that category too). I'll give this some more thought.

I'm sorry if I came across as judgy in my first ask - that was not my intention, I was/am just genuinely interested in what you have to say about this. Thank you very much again for taking your time to answer in such detail!

No worries! I'm always open for questions, as long as they're asked nicely or at least in a spirit of genuinely willing/wanting to learn. After all, it's my job, and I wasn't offended by your ask. I'm glad that my answer was helpful.

As for what you said about being uncomfortable: honestly, I think that's good, speaks well of you as a person, and is something that you should lean into, explore, and embrace, rather than try to shun or shut down or avoid. Because humans are inherently tribal creatures who need an in-group to belong to, and an out-group to hate, it has, for most of our history, been organized around the relatively obvious axis of race, ethnicity, and now the modern nation-state. When that goes wrong, war and conflict is the usual result. Some 21st-century countries have done a lot better than others at dealing with and accepting responsibility for their past mistakes, and Germany is absolutely one of them. The fact that the new Scholz administration has been treading so cautiously is proof of that fact. They didn't want to offer Putin, or anyone else, the prime opportunity to claim that the Nazis were once more attacking. However, they realized that in this conflict, neutrality is its own moral decision (hence the quotes about how neutrality/silence in this sort of situation only ever benefits the oppressor) and overturned their entire post-WWII defense policy to directly provide weapons to Ukraine. Regardless of much wider-ranging philosophical and political debates about war and the militarization of the world, that shows a continued awareness of the past and willingness to learn from it that is, shall we say, not necessarily replicated in other leading NATO countries.

On January 6, 2021, during the attack by the Trump insurrectionists, the Confederate flag was paraded through the halls of the Capitol. This, of course, was over 150 years after the Civil War ended, but because America never dealt with that legacy, and never was able to fully disclaim and denounce it, certain political factions quickly discovered that white grievance made a winning electoral strategy and incorporated it accordingly. Now it's openly embedded in our body politic like a festering cancer, and even after said attack, the elected members of the Republican party actually speaking out about it, working on the Congressional investigation, and calling it what it was (an armed insurrection) are so few that I can count them on one hand: Reps. Liz Cheney and Adam Kinzinger. Imagine if the Nazi flag was paraded through the Bundestag in 2021. I have a feeling that the German public's response would have been much different. Because the American right wing has surrendered so completely to the poisonous grip of this ideology, there's no way out for them, and the entire country is suffering as a result. You would hope that it would, at a minimum, make more of them uncomfortable. That existential discomfort is the first step to challenging and questioning your ideas. Which is probably why DeSantisTrumpistan... Florida... is trying to outlaw making all those poor white people feel bad about racism. They know that's the first step toward changing their minds about it, and since their power rests on it, they can't have that.

Anyway: the fact that you're uncomfortable about this and struggling to know how to think about it is a good thing. Obviously, yes, the Nazi comparison has been overused and oversalted for years, especially now that the right wing wants to act like wearing masks and getting a vaccine is just like the Holocaust (since if there's one thing wingnuts love, it's comparing themselves to Nazi victims while acting like the Nazis themselves). Godwin's Law on the internet exists because everyone, everywhere, wants to pull in the Nazis to make some kind of point, and usually fail to do so. So yes, there is a valid sense of weariness about it coming up again, and wonder if it really applies or is just the usual hollow hysteria. But what do historical comparisons, and history itself, exist for, if we can't learn from it? Putin certainly seems incapable of doing so. And if he's going to continue to rip pages from the Hitler playbook, then there's nothing to be gained in not calling it by its name, and repeatedly making that fact apparent to everyone who has coddled, excused, cozied up to, and otherwise used these exploitative, genocidal systems for their own benefit.

If you're uncomfortable, I urge you, again, to think about why, and to keep moving forward with it. As a German, you think to yourself: what does this mean for me, and what does it mean for the history of a place where I was born, grew up, and which obviously means a lot to me? Does it mean that I'm individually a bad person, and do I need to take responsibility for that? (Most people will do a lot to avoid ever even contemplating that realization, so you're already ahead of them.) Obviously: you are not a Nazi, your family and friends and the people you know and love are not Nazis, the government of modern Germany aren't Nazis, and Nazi ideology has been strictly monitored from ever reappearing in a systemic way in its post-WWII politics. But at one point, it was the Nazis. So what does that mean? How can I think about this in a stronger and clearer and more morally coherent way? What can I do to play my part against it happening again?

All these are foundational questions, and I wish you well with them. I deeply wish that more Americans were able to follow your lead.

[beigebees]

I wanna ask,, all the things from the Hozier thing but that would be too long SO Foreigners God and Shrike

whelp seeing as self isolation has me mega bored I might as well answer them all !! I can’t find the original ask post though so I found a new one !! thank u for asking these r keeping me busy !!

I’m a thirsty bitch - what do you yearn for?

I yearn to spend my evenings sat on a quiet berlin underground train and wearing brown blazers and reading german glamour magazines

i will use these powers, for evil - if you could have any kind of superpower, what would your first action be?

invisibility and I’d get an mi6 spy job

suffer my carefree bops, planet earth - do you think there are more positive or more negative things in this world? Why?

I think everything in the world has positives and negatives, but more people choose to interpret things negatively, especially here in england where we’re kinda raised to look on the dark side lol

what dreams may come when we twerked off this mortal coil - what trend brings you joy and why?

I love blazers idk they’re kinda becoming trendy aren’t they ?!? also I’m sure if I had a switch then animal crossing would bring me a lot of joy

recognising them as the sovereign heralds they are, my dog rushes to me on hearing the words `nom nom` - what absurd nicknames (would or does) your pet(s) have?

my dogs called badger but I call him dog

phone is being real judgy today - do you like living in this generation? Why (not)? Which generation would you prefer?

not really I feel like this generation is far too technology driven and it feels like a lot of people are trying to grow up too fast - I would’ve liked to have turned 18 in the 80s I think that would be fun

perilous mistake - what is humankind’s greatest sin in you eyes? 

humankind doesn’t commit sins everyone’s an individual everyone has their individual faults there’s not one thing that humankind has collectively done that’s inherently bad or good

hurtling skinless into your dms - with who (dead or alive) would you like to spend an evening? What would you do?

my best friends I’m missing them in isolation :((

jump yourself. into that flipping sea. before summer leaves us - name something you like about each season and why

autumn - berlin season babyyyy also cinnamon

winter - ???? I don’t like her but christmas and my bday are good

spring - easter whoop whoop chocolate season

summer - warm :”””””)))))

World domination is bones - describe your day if you were to obtain world domination for 24 hours

oh lord I’d get rlly overwhelmed then like ,,, change the world national anthem to my favourite song??

toxic has always been (will always be) banger my friend. A banger. - if you could make one song nr 1 of the Charts right now, which one would you choose and why?

about love by marina give my gal some recognition pls

little Ho Peep - what would your drag name be?

elijah wood ;) (the winky face would b part of the name)

your hair would make my hair its bitch - name your most prominent feature and what you like about it

my hair is mega curly so that’s probs most prominent but also my teeth r cool bc they’re wonky

give me a chance to let you down - have you ever been let down by anyone/ anything? How did you overcome it?

course I have I just have dreams about getting in fights w them then I feel better in the morning

I am a panderer. an absolute pedlar of muck - what item in your life could you never sell? Why does it have so much emotional value?

piglet he’s my stuffed animal I got him at disneyland when I was 3 and he’s been my no1 ever since

I didn’t know what a man bun was until people started asking me about my man bun -  do you feel young or old?

so so young I’m 18 but I’m mentally like,,, 12 at a push

Hope some men show their boobies too - describe your go to fashion choice

depends how I’m feeling ,, day to day is brown dress trousers, floral shirt, brown docs ghibli socks ,, going out is a dress, chunky platform heels, big brown scarf, lots o makeup rlly loud eyeshadow

That was her best effort of drowning me - who do you describe as family? And what makes them so special?

my best friends I love them sm

I’d take that love harem. I’d be the bastard child of that strange sexual union - if you were to choose a celebrity as a parent, who would you choose?

hugh grant bc my mum wants to marry him

One of the few things that make life very worth living is loving somebody. Or being loved. coffee, chocolate and sex are also very, very enjoyable - what makes your life very worth living?

breakfast??? I get up in the morning for breakfast

just a for the fuck of it - give a ted talk on a topic of your choice

uhhhh ?? stop being mean to toads ?? they have good morals and they like to exist just as much as frogs do

[ohbellamy]

Have you ever wondered why Clarke has never thrown anything at anyone's faces ever since season 1 and a little bit into s2? She didn't use to be this selfless, forgiving and non judgmental person that let everything slide after someone just shows one tid bit of improvement. My theory is that she's become a person that doesn't feel worthy or deserving, and that's why Clarke never judges or throw shit at ppls faces like everyone else does to her, in this essay I will....

At season one she called a lot of ppl out and she even was, sometimes, very unfair. Wells, Bellamy, her mother, Finn, Murphy, etc. She was honest with her feelings, she thought of herself as a good person so she confronted ppl when they did something wrong, as most of us do.

@bellarke ‘s gif ^

@bellarkedaily 

(i didn’t find the source for these two gifs, if you know pls lmk)

But ever since everything that occurred from s1 and on, she keeps getting shit thrown at her, the criticism is unending, and ppl are always confronting and lashing out on her for her actions. So she stopped doing the same, bc she thinks of herself as a bad person. She clearly states it at the end of s2 and that's why she isolates herself.

I think Tondc and Mount Weather were a turning point for her to feel this way. I bear it so they didn't have to. It's telling that she got something a crazy mass murderer said to her once and internalized it to be her own mantra to this day.   

We have all this things being said to her by literally everyone:

Wherever you go, death follows. (Raven!ALIE)

You always want to save everyone, what you don't realize is you are the one we need saving from. (Raven!ALIE)

Their blood is on your hands, and even if we win, I'm afraid you won't be able to wash it off this time. (Abby)

Who are you? When did you become this person? (Monty)

You trusted Lexa. You let a bomb drop on Tondc. You let all those people die. I am doing the best I can! Yeah? Well, it's not good enough. (Octavia)

You’re the only murderer here! (Raven)

You really are the Angel of Death, aren't you? (Jasper)

Why does Raven gets to be judgy and call her out on her actions while Clarke never confronted her for putting her child in danger? Why does Bellamy call her out in hakeldama when she never did the same over the 300 ppl, why have she never confronted him about what he did to Madi (that is smt i’m still hoping he’ll ask forgiveness for btw bc it was awful)? Octavia always judged Clarke over her actions too and harrassed her but she never thought about doing it over the whole Bloodreina ordeal. Also, Murphy being a hypocrite and throwing shit at her while she only passively defended herself. Oh, yes, and then he basically plots against her very life by betraying her and all their friends and she tells him “I’m proud of you, Murphy”?!?!? We also got Jasper attacking her at every chance he got and she took it willingly, accepting it, that she is a terrible person. 

And that's why she is always apologizing and never standing up for herself. We never get Clarke pointing out ppls mistakes bc she feels she doesn't have property to talk about them since she thinks she's a monster in comparison to everybody else. Yes, I know she's made lots of mistakes, but that's not in discussion here. 

I mean the last time I remember we had her spilling everything she was feeling was when she was alone in 501, on the verge of killing herself and that says something. She cloisters everything she feels all the time, and every bad things that happen to her - sometimes bc of her said friends - are hidden in a deep place of her heart and she never allows herself to spill it all out.   

This needs to be addressed and Clarke has to overcome this huge inner scar that has changed her so terribly. She is always on the verge of suicide, keeps giving up on her life. It looks to me that the good never tops the bad, that it doesn't matter what she does she'll always get shit from ppl. And I think it's preposterous and toxic that she's been feeling like that for the last 5 seasons without improving whatsoever.

LET CLARKE GRIFFIN BE ANGRY, LET HER HOLD GRUDGES AND PLEASE LET HER CONFRONT PEOPLE AND STAND UP FOR HERSELF. 

Why does everyone get to be mad at her while she is never allowed to do the same? We want Clarke Griffin to forgive herself, to realise that she's worthy of love and acknowledgement. That she's done more good than bad. She needs to heal and she needs her supposed friends to help her heal, too. Also, enough with this *I bear it so they don’t have to* nonsense, no one should be burdening this much. After all, what message does the 100 wants to pass along?

[kyufiber-moved]

can u pls roast aries -florida anon

oh ur goddamn right i can . i have two aries’ in my family and i had a crush on an aries for like 4 years *rubs hands together* *clears throat*

disclaimer: i popped off but pls all arians kno tht this is only based on my personal experiences w aries nd also ilu all v much pls dont hate me thx

y’all are too fcking proud and u think ur opinion is THE only RIGHT opinion but sis it ISNT. u place a huge amount of emphasis on ur pRiDe and DiGniTy and honestly m8 u need to get over urself bc ur not any better than anyone else on the planet ,, u probably have a lot of acquaintances and “friends” but tell me . how many of those friends are reAL friends?? huH??? how many are more than just a superficial conversation bc u happen to be in the same school or workplace ?? HUH??? also ur probably miserable in some aspect of ur life but ur too proud to ever admit u hate ur life so instead of getting that bitterness out and talking abt it, u just passive aggressively take it out by criticizing other ppl and their lives . stop doing that . self reflect . also admitting their mistakes?? apologizing??? arians have never done tht in their lives . and if they do it usually will come with a “- but if you just / but in my defense / buT--” yall also often laugh or use a joke/humor to soften or mask your actual meaning aka that you’re annoyed or tht ur criticizing or judging some 1. whICH U DO A LOT . STOP BEING SO DAMN JUDGY AND JUDGE URSELF FIRST WILL U????

.......................... listen ive been close with 3 arians i have a lot of pent up shit to say KSDJFD this may not apply to all arians ((except that ALL of them were exactly like this EYE--))

send me zodiac sign roasts (+include ur own sign for a little roasting urself)

[tellywoodtrash]

khkt 22.08.19 lb

i'm a little annoyed by nishi’s judginess, but i am also kinda on her side, coz lord, who the fuck would willingly wanna associate with suman???

also holy shit, nishi's neckpiece. it looks heavyyyyyyy as fuck. very cool, but also like it'll give her a srs neck/back problem.

wow, really playing into the sindhi stereotypes by having them casually eat papad.

OH MY GOD PPL HE LITERALLY JUST TOLD YOU ABOUT THIS AND YOU'RE ALREADY TALKING RISHTA WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOUUUUUUU

nishi raising some veryyyyyyy valid points about suman.

beta beti ko pataane ke chakkar mein, bete ki maa samdhan ko pataane ke. kya hai yeh family????

they need to have one term of reference for sukhmani. badi mumma, badi ma, dadi, it just gets too confusing. you ppl started with badi mumma, now keep at it.

rohit, raima is in a coma. she's been in one for four years. on one hand, yes i can understand, moving on feels like abandoning her, but like.... dude. 

ajit asking some difficult, but completely required questions of rohit re: raima. ki bhai aakhir what is your expectation from this situation? coz all alternatives are not healthy.

he’s still on this "i just wanna say sorry" tangent. rohit, you are seriously so dumb. if it was only about saying sorry to her, then why have you completely ceased having a romantic life? why did you get so frantic and antagonistic when people suggested the idea of moving on to you?

i can't quite tell if it's the writers' fault or a character flaw of rohit's; that they had him parroting the whole "i can never love again, ever" for the last 2 months, and now he's in complete denial of that, and going on only about apologizing for his mistake in the OT, not addressing that he was still hung up on her romantically until last week.

OMFG. SHE WASN'T KIDDING ABOUT THE SHER, BUT THEY'RE USING A STUFFED TOY?!?!?!?!?

lol ajit ke andar ka director jaag raha hai.

ASASDKJHASKJDH KYA HAI YEHHHHHHHH

yeh kya vella doctor hai. abbe woh udhar kaam kar rahi hai.... tum dono ko aaj hospital nahi jaana kya???? subaah se idhar bakchodi kar rahe ho.

"kahin sher kha toh nahi gaya usko????????" HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

jab jab bhai puts his arm around ajit, i know a threat is coming, lol. bechaara chotu.

do not care about these cheapads rohan and rahul and their grossass nonsense.

this wholeeeee sequence seems like it's trolling that simar turning into a makhi waala promo. (wassssup acp anda/kali-kali-chipkaliiiiii?)

"sumit ka chehra tiger khaa gaya" lmaooooooo i can't. 

haaaye, khushi toh dekho ladki ki. saaara bedagark kar dena hai us idiot ne.

ouff, and this one's happiness.

fwding these two idiots.

ohhhhhhhhhhhh boy.

suman's silent disapproval is radiating off in wavessssss and reaching sona at her set.

god i can feeeeeeeel the tension of doing something mom doesn't approve but also asserting self as a grownass adult. phew, getting sweaty behind the knees.

oh god don't tell me veena has come at this time in the night with her rishta. ouffffffffffff.

abbe yaaaaaaaaar.

(pls note vimmi's expression, jaise woh literally koi mandir mein enter ho rahi ho.)

i love this colour and it looks soooooooooooo goood on herrrrrrrrr.

god she's sooooo pretty.

daydream lvl 5000.

sighhhhhhh, she's so happy and in the blush of new new romance feels. *puts kaala teeka*

pretty pretty baaaaabies.

japanese restaurant mein paneer chahiye isko???

"exotic paneer tikka" it seems.

badi jaldi aa gaya paneer. banake rakha hua tha, they just reheated. chee.

if a dude took my food away from me like this, he is legit getting stabbed in the hand with a fork. romance baad mein karo; pehle pet pooja, phir saara kaam dooja.

HEIN?????? SEEDHA I LOVE YOU??????? BITCH I.....

UHHHHHHHHH?????????? SONA, PLS COME BACK DOWN TO EARTH, I HAVE QUESTIONS. LOTS OF QUESTIONS. YOU SHOULD TOO??????

EVEN RAIMA HAS QUESTIONS, SHE'S WAKING UP OUT OF A COMA TO ASK WHAT THE FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF

lmao that jankyass tattoo...

"........... aisa maine apni mom se kaha hai."

never have i felt a more gauri kumari sharma-esque urge to deliver ekkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk jhaaaaaaaaaaaanp....

haaye bechaari.

omfgggggggg what the hell, is this the way to frame it?????? you should be begging her for help, not dropping this bomb on her and expecting her to comply! god!!!!!!!!!!! so fucking tactless.

stab him, sis. just a small puncture wound, but do it!!!

if the always sweet and obliging sona is snapping at the waiter, you know just how mad she is rn.

putting the blame on ajit isn't making you look any better. why is she supposed to care which idiot sippy boy's brainchild this is???????

open mouth, insert foot. dig. dig your grave even deeper. mujhe badaaaa mazaaa aa raha hai!

yeh banda aadmi hai ya pajama??? kuchhhhhhh bhi bole jaa raha hai???

fork is being pointed at the wrong dude here.

now he's all "dekho, raima ko main bhool nahi sakta..." so matter of factly.... bro, you need therapy like big time.

seriously, rohit ne bohutttttt hi easily liya hua hai sona ko. actress hai matlab har jagah acting karegi???? tum jaake cheer phaadte ho kya logon ka seena, when you're not on duty???? kuchhhhhhh bhiiii.

anika style iske mooh pe maarna chahiye tha.

"tum jo tv serial bologi main dekhloonga." wowwwww. what a generous offer.

"tumne mount everest chadha hai? acting toh tumne kii nahi. kaise pata ki dono asaan hain???" ASKKKKK HIM SISSSSSSSSSSSS

GOOD. FINALLY.

"jaaaaa na bhai!" lolololololol

oh shit, she gave shankar the parvati eyes.

she's soooooooooooo hurttttttt. my babyyyyyyyyyy.

whoop. the truth finally slipped out.

but also "pyaar"??? little too much no? it's just a crush sis. maybe a little more. but definitely not LOVE.

"sirf dost hoon." (+ the music) god. my heart. it hurtsssss.

bewakoof insaan. tum toh raima ke bhoot ke saath hi jiyo. usii ke laayak ho tum.

———————————————————————

oh god, mummy will convince sona to give it a go.

good lord, is she gonna work as a double agent????

gooooooood. die of guiltttttttttt, fool. i fucking love it!

[seulementpourlesamoureux]

Today I pointed out to MB that he was being a little harsh & judgy about someone and made my case why and he... Apologized and recognized his mistakes and then THANKED me for telling him about his flaws and asked me for "more of this pls. So I can be a better person. For you and for others."

I'm...not used to this. A decent and kind human whom is willing to learn and grow so immediately? CM would've just dug in and defended his position till he turned blue in the face.

[dontbeallupinmyfriesdawg]

So I hate used to really ship Klaroline but lately my mind has been breaking on them. Idk I just think Klaus has done too many bad things to her and her friends to give him a second chance. Can you change my mind? Why do you ship them so hard?

Hi, okay so Idk if I’m going to be able to change ur mind because at the end of the day you feel how you feel. A lot of times I’ve doubted my shipping of Klaroline so ur not alone. The thing I wanna tell you before I start is that shipping is supposed to be fun so pls do not agonise over it; if it’s still fun, do it, if not, don’t.

(Warning: Anti D*mon and Dullena) 

*cracks knuckles*

So

Firstly you have to remember when it comes to the issue of Klaroline being problematic, is that that all ships that stem from tvd or TO are inherently problematic. This is because the show its self is problematic. It’s misogynistic, it’s systematically racist and most relationships on the show put the female character at a distinct disadvantage. So very few ships can be seen as healthy or idealistic in the real world. I might say Stelena, Jolaric, and Jalaric are rare examples but even then those ships have their various issues.

Secondly, even if the writers and the CW, in general, did a better job with their shows, you have to remember that this is the vampire genre. It’s meant to be gothic and the characters are meant to be morally dodgy, selfish and do horrifying things. TVD’s mistake was that it could never properly straddle the line between keeping up that gothic theme and appealing to a teen audience (hence the babies, and romanticising of characters that are clearly villains, - cough, cough Damon) so often they put too much emphasis on morality and people being either ‘good’ or ‘bad; even though supposedly good characters like: Matt, Bonnie, Caroline and Elena do bad, selfish things all the time. (More detail in point 3)

Because Klaus was conceptualised when TVD was actually half good and they were still writing a show about vampires; dark, twisted, immoral, seductive, vampires; he hence is a product of that. Klaus is a vampire in the true sense. I don’t believe a person can be a Klaroline shipper unless they accept the fact that Klaus is not a good person. He’s not supposed to be and that’s part of what makes his dynamic with Caroline so interesting. Love, or infatuation/affection, doesn’t change him. Yes, he does things deviant to his ‘cold hearted bastard’ persona. The gifts, deviating from his evil plans for Caroline’s sake, showing mercy, reasoning, barging when he doesn’t have to etc… But none of these things makes him redeemable. This isn’t one of those ships where love makes the person more moral and good. In fact, in Caroline’s case, I’m quite sure it does the opposite - or would do, had they gotten more screen time - Caroline is very in denial about her vampirism. She constantly makes claims about how she’s a ‘good vampire’ (an oxymoron in its self) and is characterised as ‘judgy’ because she demands such a high moral standard from other people around her. And while yes, she is exceptionally good at controlling her urges and at self-discipline (likely a result of  being under Stefan’s self-denying mentoring program and learning about vampirism from someone who detests it because of his own lack of control) Caroline still does terrible things often just because it’s convenient for her or because it’s ‘what it takes to get the job done’. Caroline’s often the most level-headed out of all her friends when it comes to doing something immoral in aid of the greater good, in fact, she’s almost eerily ruthless, especially if said action if in aid of helping one of her friends. (See the slaughtering of the 12 witches for Bonnie’s sake). But Caroline doesn’t see that, she also very scarcely acknowledges how much she loves being a vampire and from day 1, Klaus has been perceptive of how much she does. From when he saves her life, to when he intuits that she doesn’t want the cure and predicts that small town life wouldn’t be enough for her + encouraging her to think outside of the box and use her vampire abilities to get a dress for prom. Even his smug little recital of what Caroline says in 5x11 (’in school, building a life for her self, plans… etc’) shows that he knows that Caroline is just playing herself with her whole ‘mission to be normal’ (e.g: being in school - whic she dropped out of - playing house with Alaric and the babies, being with Stefan, who was always ‘the perfect guy’ in Caroline’s mind, because of the pedestal she put him on, denying herself the true pleasures of vampirism). Furthermore one of the most poignant Klaroline scenes for me is when Klaus is burying the 12 witches and calls Caroline out because not a few hours ago she’s called him a terrible person, because he did terrible things and now here they are staring at the corpses of the witches Caroline killed for Bonnie, while also, inadvertently, enabling an evil, supernatural being to rise from the dead and raise hell. on mankind. For a Klaroline shipper the moment is agonising because Klaus passes up the opportunity to be a shoulder for Caroline to cry on but at the end of the day it was something she needed to hear and quite frankly doesn’t hear enough. As long as you’re a vampire and you feed of human flesh, lie, compel, steal, murder at your own leisure; as long as you’re a witch/human/hunter who enables or condones it, you cannot claim to be ‘good’ whatever that’s supposed to mean.

The most important thing, in my opinion, to remember about Klaroline as a ship is that Klaus’s actions are never presented as okay. Caroline never tolerates anything he does and constantly calls him out on his behaviour, furthermore, the show doesn’t romanticise him or excuse/ignore his behaviour. In contrast characters like Damon, who magically become the hero because it’s the only convenient way to put him with Elena. Elena’s love is supposed to change him and make him a better person but we see no evidence of this on the show, Damon’s his same rapey, abusive self all 8 seasons. But with Klaus, no excuses are made. He’s not supposed to magically turn good, you ask why I ship them so hard? It’s because 9/10 in all their scenes together and in their dynamic in general Caroline always has agency and nearly always has the upper hand, even when she’s dying. She manipulates Klaus into saving her life (”I know you’re in love with me’ ‘I guess we’ll never know’) in fact I’m convinced that Caroline used her A1 drama skills in that last part where Caroline makes those little croaky dying noises and was actually laying it on thick so that Klaus would be moved enough to save her- which he did. Caroline constantly manipulates Klaus and uses her emotional upper hand against him (’Show me I can trust you’ ‘I was promised a date for one of my hybrids’ ‘Show me your compassion’). So the relationship doesn’t just purely consist of Klaus doing horrible thing to Caroline and her friends and getting away with it. It’s far more complicated than that, there’s a power struggle involved and it’s extremely gripping and intriguing.

When it comes down to it, Caroline was Klaus’ first choice, unlike many other TVD relationships, their’s is centered around Caroline (take dullena for example, even in a show centred entirely around elena, every bit of their relationship is all about Damon, or he finds a way to make it about him). Like I said Caroline has the agency, the emphasis is on her future, her hopes, her dreams and ultimately he respects her wishes, leaves mystic falls gives her space and waits for her to be ready.

I hope that helps or gives you some perspective. Anyone who wants to chime in please feel free to add something else.