#sorry 15 but you can't stay happy and healthy for long

[wykart]

I don't think I'm ready for the Doctor to be emotionally healthy. Like there had better be some new terrible trauma in store I want this guy miserable.

[raphael-angele]

Nico is a Baby, Bianca is Alive (The Separation)

Before the cabins decided they'll take turns watching over Nico while Bianca is away, Percy and Annabeth were the only ones Bianca trusted to look after him.

Bianca: And make sure he eats his vegetables.

Percy: We know, Bianca.

Bianca: If he eats sweets, make sure that he drinks water after.

Percy: *repeats what she's saying* Yeah, yeah. We know. You already told us like 15 times

Bianca: *sigh* Sorry. I never left him for so long.

Percy: He'll be fine with us. We promise. Annabeth will give him a one-on-one teaching, I'll make sure he wont get hurt during training.

Bianca: *narrows her eyes*

Percy: And we'll both see to it that he eats healthy and gets enough sleep.

Bianca: ...Uh huh

Nico, running to them: PERCY! PERCY! C'MON! You promised to play Mythomagic wirh me *drags him off*

Percy: *dragged off* Ok, ok

Annabeth, walking up to Bianca:

Bianca: Hope he wont be too much work.

Annabeth: Eh, he's been a delight so far. He's kinda like a mini Percy

Bianca: Now that kinda worries me

Annabeth: *chuckles*

Bianca: Maybe I shouldn't go. I'll just tell Lady Artemis that I'll go next solstice.

Annabeth: Are you kidding me? Bianca, you get to travel the whole entire world. You shouldn't miss out on that, especially after spending 70 years in that hotel

Bianca: I know. It's just...I'm starting to think that maybe I rushed into the decision.

Annabeth: Hey, you have every right to be join out of interest. And Nico's happy for you. Sure it took some time but he is. Sone time apart will do you two some good.

Bianca: You really think I'm doing the right thing here?

Annabeth: I think you deserve to find out who you really are. And that's not gonna happen if you're always gonna be concerned with the well being of other people over your own.

Thalia, entering: Bianca. Ready to go?

Bianca: *looks at Annabeth*

Annabeth: *smiles*

Bianca: ...Nico!

Nico: *goes over to her then sees Thalia* You have to go now?

Bianca: Yeah.

Nico: *hugs her tightly*

Bianca: *hugs back*

Nico: Is there anything I can do to make you stay?

Bianca: ... *slowly pulls away* Nico. You know that I can't always be by your side, right? I can't always look after you.

Nico: Yeah, but-

Bianca: You need to be a big boy, now. You need to learn how to do things without me.

Nico: B-but, I don't know how to be a big boy.

Bianca: That's why people here will help you. People like Annabeth and Percy will help you.

Nico: But why can't you teach me?

Bianca: ...because I need to grow up, too.

Nico: *hugs her again* You'll come and visit me right?

Bianca: Of course I will. Every chance I get.

Nico: And you'll send me post cards?

Bianca: I'll try to send you one every week to tell you where I am and what I did.

Thalia, putting her hand on her shoulder: It's time to go.

Bianca:

Nico: *lets her go*

Bianca: Tell you what? How 'bout I let the trainers teach you how to shoot an arrow?

Nico, sparkle in his eyes: REALLY?!

Bianca: Yeah, it'll be good on you to know how to fight monsters. And if you guys beat us in Capture the Flag next time, I'll let them teach you how to use a sword.

Nico, sparkles in his eyes: *gaaasssp* Percy! Annie! You heard that? I get to use a sword!

Bianca: *soft smile then looks at Thalia*

Thalia: Let's go.

Bianca:

Nico:

Bianca: *kisses his forehead* Arrivederci, soldatino.

Nico: Arrivederci, amata sorella

[daniyummy]

I'm sorry for this being late! I was sick all week and just had zero motivation, but here's the fanfic from my voting, and they have spoken, they want a Colby fanfic! Genuinely excited for this!

I want an angsty story, so, here I am!

Part 1 | Part 2

Use of Y/N and cussing

Happy reading!

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Sure, Colby had hooked up with plenty of girls, but never a long term relationship. And, yeah, he's had a few girls that stayed for maybe two months but he got bored of just sex and them begging to go public after barely two months. How was he supposed to react when he got a woman?

"Girls and women are the same thing, brother. Just another girl after your fame." His friends would tell him, and as much as he knew that his precious woman would never treat him like the girls in the past did, he was still scared. How could he not be? He's never had a real woman. He didn't know how to act. It was just different. Naturally, he started acting like a douche. staying out late with no clear answer on when he'll be back, and most nights be won't even come back until the next morning.

You, obviously, were getting tired of this behaviour.

"Colby, what the fuck? Where were you all last night?" You look at him in frustration, so close to screaming at him. "Calm the fuck down, jesus christ. I was with Sam and a few friends." He replied, not sounding the least bit interested in having this talk again. "Do not tell me to calm down. You could've at least texted! I was worried!" You're voice on the brink of raising. You were fucking pissed. Nearly five months of this shit.

"Does it really matter that much? I'm safe." Colby replys, he groans, his head pounding from the hangover. "That doesn't mean I don't deserve a fucking text. You're treating me like I'm just an annoyance to you at this point." You huff and cross your arms. He snorts. "Not wrong there." He mumbles and your eyes widen, you laugh. "You know what? Fuck you, Colby Brock. I'm done with this shit. We've been dating for nearly five months, and you still treat me like a hookup! We're done. Get out of fucking house, now." You demand. Colby sits up and looks at you. "Over a text, Y/N? Grow up." He chuckles, yet in a condescending manner. What a prick. Did he think he was too good to be broken up with?

"No, Colby, not over a text. Over your lack of commitment. I get it, you've haven't had healthy relationships in the past but you can't just assume the worst." You look at him in anger. "Don't raise your voice at me, Y/N." Colby ordered, you laughed. "Shut the fuck up, Brock. Do not tell me what to do. And get out of my apartment." You yell, he rolls his eyes and stands up, grabbing his phone and walking out of your room to grab his backpack, not realizing the gravity of his actions. "Leave the key." You cross your arms. "What?" His eyes widen.

"You heard me, leave my key." Those words pull him back to reality as he reaches in his pocket for your spare apartment key you gave him. He sets it on your counter and leaves your apartment, his shoulders slump as he heard the door lock and he walks downstairs, taking his phone out and calling his friend, Sam. "What's up?" Sam asks, Colby sighs. "Can you pick me up?" Colby sighs. "Thought you were with Y/N until we leave tomorrow?" Sam questions confused. "Yeah, well, she broke up with me.." He mutters, shame and sadness in his voice. "Oh, shit..why?" Sam's concern evident in his tone. "I don't want to talk about it right now, too hungover. Just please come get me, man.." He rubs his eyes. "Yeah, of course, send your location."

After a long 15 minutes, Sam's car slows down in front of Colby and Colby gets in, Sam looks at him with a raised eyebrow. "I was a dick. I rarely told her when I'd get home, where I was and who I was with. I messed up, man.." Colby voice breaks and he covers his faces, trying not to cry. Sam looks at him in pure shock, he's never seen him nearly cry over a girl, hell Colby barely cries in front of same. "Shit, brother..you must've really liked her.." Colby looks at Sam. "I loved her.." He mumbles, love is not a word he throws around a lot.

They arrive home and Colby immediately goes to his room, he lays in his bed and holds back tears. How could be be such an idiot? He lost an amazing girl. He grabbed his phone and went to check social media, his eyes starting to water as he noticed that you blocked him in everything, besides Instagram. You didn't use it much, so you most likely forgot. He was quick to make a post, he posted a picture of you two, you cuddle into his chest as he smiled and took pictures, he typed a caption explaining how he was a douche and how much he was sorry, asking you to talk to him and ending it with a "I love you, Y/N. That's not a word I say to everyone, you're the first girl that treated me good and I took advantage of that, and I'm sorry. Truly."

He posted it and it got over a a million likes and hundreds of thousands of comments tagging your account and asking him if he's okay.

He just hopes you see it.

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The end! Yes, there will be a part two and I'm happy with how this turned out, let me know if you have any suggestions for part two and feel free to send requests as well, tell me something I could do better for future fanfics! Reblogs, comments and likes are appreciated!

Thanks for reading!

-★⋆Dani⋆★-

[satureja13]

Vlad and Jack went to the Temple again. To help Arturo out and bring him the potions as a reward for his help. Arturo: "Thank you, Boys! This will help a lot keep the saplings healthy and strong!"

Arturo: "And these potions will help our guests. Let's make a prayer at the shrine." ... Arturo: "So, you're also here to help? Ah, that's great! I'm the only servant here and old, so there's a lot to do ^^' "

Vlad mopped the decks...

... and Jack assisted Arturo with the saplings. As soon as Jack touched one of the little trees, it started to glow ö.Ö'

Arturo: "This world is full of wonders! I've never seen this before! Are you a holy man?" Jack: "Certainly not..."

Vlad thinks it's time to talk about the tree... Why does it have such a strong influence on Jack and Vlad? Vlad has a hunch. Vlad: "So, for how long is this tree here? And when did your diety became one with the tree?" Arturo: "Oh, I was a young boy of 15 or 16 when I found him here! It must have happened shortly before because I could still see our diety. He was so beautiful! Only a few years older than me. He didn't move and it seemed he was already in other spheres. But before he fully vanished into the tree, his last ond only words were 'I like bird' or something like this. Which makes sense because birds live in trees, right? And maybe he liked them? Who knows. But therefore I decorated this Temple with birds ^^' To make him happy."

Arturo: "A little later he fully became one with the tree. The glowing orbs were smaller than today. They wandered slowly from the roots to the tree tops and grew. I think they lived off of him. That was the last time something changed. Until yesterday when the roots touched Jack in the hot tub... And today, when he touched the sapling."

Jack was determined to find out more and went back into the hot tub. But Vlad stayed with him this time to keep him safe. For a while nothing happened and Vlad relaxed. But then the roots reached out for Jack again! Even more and thicker ones than last time! They seemed to grow through his body! But Jack felt no pain - it felt so good. Vlad: "JACK! Get out of there!"

Jack obeyed, reluctantly: "Don't worry Vlad. They didn't hurt me. It feels good, actually. Look, there's no holes or blood. Maybe they are ethereal?" Vlad: "I don't care. You won't go in there again. My job is to keep you save. We both know how hard it is to loose each other, right?" Jack: "You are right. I'm sorry, Vlad. And we promised Saiwa not to do anything stupid again."

On their way back, Vlad thought he saw Kiyoshi's Little Goat under the tree from the corner of his eye.

But when he turned and looked closer, there was nothing. This can't be anyway. This tree is here for decades and Kiyoshi vanished only a few weeks ago.

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[gildedmuse]

For anyone who donated to Diesel's bills, I want you to know I WILL be starting on those projects.

While we were not able to afford the surgery, I was able to afford a vet visit and antibiotics and I did everything they told me including holding a heating pack to the wound for 15 minutes every night and as you can see, the little angel is doing so much better!

I am deeply eternally thankful for what donations I received, and I apologize that it's taken me so long to do.... anything. Anyone who follows the blog knows I deal with my own health issues. They've caused me to lose my job (turns out throwing up at your desk is a faux pas, even if you tell them about your sickness at your interview, even if other people work from home with weak excuses but you're not allowed because "your history of getting sick". ) due to the opioid endemic and my age - I'm under 50 - they only intended the pain meds as a "temporary" fix for a chronic, genetic problem that has no cure short of getting my kidneys replaced. So I'm relearning after two years how to live in full time pain.

I hope you can stay patient with me. I am so thankful for all help and well wishes, I honestly wish I could write for everyone who even promoted my original post. When he was brought to me, I just quit my job and gave my sister all my savings for his surgery and then suddenly, from nowhere, she drove up and left two dogs with me. Turns out that's a lot of expenses, especially when one needed a second surgery. It's honestly thanks to the support I received I was able to get Diesel into a vet; I still haven't been able to take his sister in to see anyone, and my sister didn't leave any of her records, but she seems happy and healthy. According to my mom, they are happier with me now that they're not kept in crates (plus I spoil them pretty heavy with pets and walks; I can barely afford the kidney meds and food the boy needs but damn if I can't pet him for hours!)

I just want to thank everyone once again, and promise you're requests have not been forgotten.

I know it's selfish to ask, but I just need a little more time to adjust to my old pain levels and try and find a passable way to make a living while dealing with this pain (the reason I was given pain meds in the first place was because I worked; the deal was, I found a job I thought I could work so they'd give me pain meds, but without a job, obviously, there is no reason for me not to be in pain. And the pain grew bad enough that I was unable to continue work). But I am so, so thankful and I have not forgotten. I've just had to adjust to a very new lifestyle, and I am so sorry about the delay.

Thank you again, I promise I won't disappoint.

[akookminsupporter]

yk i used to have an old frnd who i was very close to. like really. we used to talk all the time even though we live miles away and haven't met in like 7+ years. but we always got along. she had a really wide and kind of a different approach to life than other people which i really found admiring. i learned a lot of things from her and i honestly miss her presence sometimes. we don't talk anymore. time got us. there wasn't any fight or anything, we just gradually drifted apart and that's what hurts the most. why am i telling you this? because you remind me of her sometimes. she was strong, opinionated and never feared stating whatever was on her mind. that's a quality i acquired from her. so yeah... reading your messages (replies to the anons) remind me of her sometimes.

hope u do well in life, get everything u want and keep up with your spirit, rosie. i wish you the best in life and i hope everyone around you shows their love in their own way to you. and it's my request to you too, that if you have something to say to someone, say it. you never know when things might change, nothing is forever even the best of relationships (platonic, familial or romantic) end sometimes and you don't know when a stranger might become your new special person. so please don't ever hesitate to show your love to your loved ones. i've lost people and it won't be a lie if i say i barely have friends right now (i'm not forty years old, sigh. just ended high school) but that's fine i still have a lot more things coming. i could meet new people in college and hopefully form new definitions of friendships and relationships. but yes, from whatever i have seen so far, what i am sure of is that nothing is forever. i talk to everyone and you won't believe me people see me as a "happy go lucky girl" which i always like, because why being sad in front of people and making them feel sad when they can't do anything to help you? (in a good way. but i have this serious issue of bottling things up and that lead to anxiety. bad one) i literally have these thick walls because of how scared i am of forming bonds just for the fear of losing them. sigh. i just told you nothing is forever but i, myself have a hard time accepting that. easier said than done, isn't it? lol anyway a lot of sentimental and philosophical stuff have been said. geez i might cringe later at myself if you post this. nvm, it's so good that i found your blog, found bts, found armys, and found uh idk everything? yeah, life could be depressing but i try to smile it off because why not?

a frnd of mine was saying she's going to kill herself and i swear i've heard that lot more times from different people. two kids (15 year olds) commited suicide in the last two months where i live. and i was crying in the bathroom because idk who might be next. and it scares me yk what if it's me next? or in future months or years later maybe if i can't smile anymore? it's so disturbing, sigh. and i hate when people joke and say 'i'm gonna kill myself' at the slightest discomfort in life. at least once, just for a second i want them to think of thousands of those people who are surviving under constant fear of hurting themselves for real, who are actually struggling to keep themselves alive, to fight back life harder than it comes for them, and those who want someone to help them out of vicious circle of depression, anxiety and other similar problems they're caught in. i don't like people who make mental health issues look 'aesthetic'. hope they grow up to know better soon.

god i need to learn how to shut up. sorry this long. i love your blog, please don't ever shut this down. ilysm, hope you stay healthy and live your best life. also, again i'm sorry if my message is too depressing. i started off only to tell you that you remind me of my (ex) best friend lol.

Hi, anon! How are you?

I hope this doesn't sound disrespectful but I was a bit surprised when I read that you recently finished high school. There is experience in your words, experience that is usually gained over the years, with mistakes and frustrations but also joys. You are wise beyond your years, anon. That was nice to see. Although I keep in mind that at no point did you mention your age, assuming you're a teenager is perhaps a bit bold of me.

I think I've said it all day but thank you for the nice opinion you have of me. Thank you for the way you think of me. Thank you for somehow telling me that my sincerity is perceived by all of you. I'm sorry that you and your former friend have drifted apart. Life is funny like that sometimes. Sometimes people come into our lives to teach us something but not to stay. And in itself, that is also a life lesson.

In part, you remind me of me but unlike you, I have never had such positive thoughts about my future. About other people's? Of course, I have, but not about mine, I guess in that respect I like to preach but I don't apply what I preach.

Thanks for the advice and good wishes. You are a special person anon. Try not to change. Always try not to let life and all its tribulations ruin your way of thinking. Maybe try to be a little more positive about yourself. Trusting someone else people say is a rewarding thing to do, I need to work on that too, maybe we can do it together. I sincerely hope that people come into your life who bring something to you instead of taking something away from you. I hope that people come into your life with whom you can form sincere, honest and lasting relationships. You sound like the kind of friend I would like to have. That I often need to have.

I wish you nothing but the best anon, thank you for your kind words. I promise I won't forget what you said to me.

GRACIAS!!

[lavathein]

Oh my God, this is really not funny. And do you know why? Because you absolutely don't understand what you're writing here, and especially when you say that Sylvie deserves hatred and what you wrote in caps. You are a perfectly sane and healthy person if you think this is normal, so let's continue.

Why don't you write the same about Loki, who deceived Thor and practically killed him? Or how about when he conspired with Thanos to take over Midgard and in the process killed countless people? Or when, out of a desire for revenge, he led the Dark Elf to cause chaos for Odin, resulting in Frigga's death? No? What's the matter, is it because he has trauma or someone else is to blame? But according to your logic, that doesn't work, and he also deserves what you're writing about Sylvie?

Do you know why this is happening? Because you look at it from Loki's perspective and are willing to overlook any actions he takes, but when Sylvie does something, you react with, "How dare she, such a bad person!" The whole point of the show was that there is no right or wrong, they both have the same goal where both Loki and Sylvie want to save lives. Both of them. The anger should be directed at Kang, he is the one who started all this mess, not Sylvie, not Loki, not even the TVA, but that idiot.

No one is diminishing Loki's sacrifice, it's not about that, but the fact that the show is so artificial that everything is specifically designed to:

A) Have Loki heroically sacrifice himself;

B) Drama, tears, pain, Drama, Tragedy.

When it's written well, it touches your soul, and yes, for those who care only about Loki, they can watch and think, "Yes, he's a hero, well done, super." Loki alone, she should have been there -- Well sorry, none of the fans are responsible for the writers wanting to make it that way LOL

I and some other people, no, just because it breaks the wall that supports the depth and reality of what is happening, and the writers were so caught up in one idea that they neglected other things.

After s1, I can't see the TVA as angels; they killed and tortured people, and despite the propaganda, they did it on their own and even enjoyed it like sadists because they simply didn't consider themselves equal to the variants. Just remember B-15 and Mobius's attitude towards Loki, and now they say, "They were always good, it's only Sylvie who is bad..." And what did she do? She just wanted to stop the killings long before Loki did. And you say for that she deserves to be beaten with sticks and the death penalty. Incredibly "logical."

And why? Because she didn't agree with Loki, oh God, how could that be.

Again, why is this? Because why on earth should she believe the person on the throne who is deceiving her? Especially considering the second season, he really sat there and blatantly lied to them. Loki didn't have the same experience as Sylvie to hate Kang, but it's not about that. If the danger they talk about exists, his death doesn't particularly solve anything, so he refuses, not because he disagrees with Sylvie, but because he wants to see other options.

AND NOW, ATTENTION: Sylvie is still a variant of Loki, and like Loki, she won't give up on her goal and her perspective. Who is worse, who is better? Neither. Because both don't want anyone to suffer. Both have common goals.

S2 becomes such a farce at some point that we are so much on Loki's side that the show doesn't try to show what would happen if Loki kills her, or if Kang stays and what's his plan, and it's ridiculous. Why should Loki kill her? Because he has feelings (Absolutely don't care if you like it or not), he would hurt himself and become alienated, as Kang needs. Because such a Loki can be controlled, he would lose faith in anything, his friends would have their memories erased, and they would continue what they were doing. No happy ending with pies.

But the show demonizes Sylvie, like she's the bad one, and the TVA is good, to emphasize once again that Loki is pure and fluffy. Loki has already sacrificed himself, long ago. Especially for me, it's obvious who he is and that he will always sacrifice for those he loves, but the show can't show this without demonizing someone, in this case, Sylvie, because she killed a murderer, not Loki. Though in the end, his sacrifice and everything the TVA does happens only because of what Sylvie did and because Kang is dead and no longer in control. But you don't see this because of the blindness that season 2 artificially created by rearranging priorities.

Because I like and love both Loki and Sylvie, I don't treat the mistakes either of them makes as a catastrophe because they are alive, and both make mistakes and do things that are completely normal. The Loki show is quite philosophical and usually makes you at least turn on your brain a little, rather than dividing into black and white, here's an angel, and here's a demon. You absolutely don't understand the meaning of the show beyond the factor of Loki being a selfless hero who saved those he loves. That's great, but besides this, there are other things that happened behind the scenes, making people not understand the context, and that's why it's annoying.

[panie-wanie-dean-bean]

hi panie wanie dean bean, im...feeling a little down, very down, actually, and i was wondering if u had any cult au headcanons? ur writing always cheers me up, maybe how the boys would deal with the cult leader having a stressful sobbing throw things breakdown in private, over a thing they cannot change, maybe even trying to run away towards the thing but getting stopped, and then promptly shutting down for a week? like not eating much, not wanting to talk to anyone, pondering on the state of things, i have a feeling barry would relish it and try to figure out what it was to trigger them at some time later, even that thought somehow comforts me

if u feel like responding, thank you sincerely 💕

Well I'm sorry you're not feeling well, as for headcanons let's see...

While Barry would defiantly be taking notes to get this out of you later he could only watch you suffer for so long before he starts to...feel things. He hates how you can make him feel, how...bad he feels seeing you sad. He'd never fucking talk about it but if he knows you're spaced out he'd wrap a blanket around you and feed you some froyo with sleep meds inside it. If he's the first to notice he slides an anonymas letter under all your other harem members doors. You won't see him again until he catches wind of you feeling better

Elias and Bo are always down to cuddle with you and listen to you if you need to vent. Elias will stay with you 24/7 while Bo is more your runner if you ever need food, water etc

Jack is actually really good at helping people get out of a bad head space, when he doesn't want them in that head space anyway. He'll guide you into making a little more progress each day, a healthy meal or snack, a chore done, 15 minutes out in the sun. He never blames you for not being as productive the next day, only looking forward where he knows you'll be happy (with him)

All of them visit to try and cheer you up in their own ways, and they don't blame you if you can't be cheered up right now. What's important is that you know they all love you and will be there with you no matter what

[crystalclear97]

I WAS AT STAGE WITH PARAMORE 💜

Wow. I can't believe I'm writing this. Here I go.

Disclaimer: English is not my first language and I'm writing this at the airport on my phone without thinking too much. So, sorry if I mess up with the grammar or something 🙏 (by the time I'm uploading it I'm already at home cause I wanted to add some pictures).

I made this account very recently because I was embarassed about fangirling too much at my main blogs where irl people followed me.

I dedicated this account mostly to aruani (snk) fandom but you've probably realized that I also share a lot Paramore stuff.

Well, I wasn't planning on ending anonymity anytime soon but... something BIG happened to me.

Last thursday I was able to go to my first Paramore show ever at Dublin. I've been dreaming about it for so many years. I've watched so many videos of fans going up stage at Misery Business and I've cried so many times watching them. I travelled from Spain, wrote in a huge sign "I crave to sing with you", arrived at queue at 8:15 am aprox, and waited (I had General Acces tickets!). The amazing Tom gave us some numbered wristbands so we could leave the queue and stay warm and healthy without losing our spot. He was the sweetest. Meanwhile I took a walk around, lucky enough to meet Brian Robert Jones and take a pic with him!!! Around 4 pm we were back at the queue and, yes, I was able to be at the same spot. ❤️

The second I entered the arena and realized how close I was to the stage I started ugly crying hahahaha. Rozi Plain was so sweet, Bloc Party was awesome (I really like them as well!!). And then they came out. At that moment I wasn't even crying anymore, I think I was disassociating a bit 🤣

They were amazing. Hayley is so talented, pretty and fun. THE ENERGY. I was holding up my sign maybe for too long and I could hear some people complaining about it behind me, which I totally understand... I felt so bad I started crying about it so I decided to not hold it up again until Misery Business :_) But soon the guilty tears turned into emotional tears, and I cried a lot during most of the show. I was SO EMOTIONAL during Last Hope... 🥺

AND THEN

Misery Business starts. Time to make Hayley spot me 🙏 Omg my stomach hurts while writing this... SHE. PICKED. ME. SHE FUCKING PICKED ME. I didn't realized, my boyfriend literally had to tell me because I was so nervous I didn't realized. Ok I think I'm going to cry again hahahaha.

She said she had been watching and knew exactly that it was going to be me. I can't believe it. At that moment I was so euphoric that I just went with the flow. Obviously I'd been preparing myself for this but you need to know I'm a very socially akward person, I have many anxiety issues, but IDK WHAT HAPPENED TO ME BUT I'M VERY PROUD OF MYSELF 😭😭😭 Hayley hugged me very hard, I told her I love her and thanked her a billion times. She is very tiny and I'm a big tall person but she PET MY HEAD 😭😭😭❤️ I can't believe she was so sweet!!!! I did it, I sang the song, I danced with Hayley, she said my name, we headbanged together... an amazing dream come true. I asked her to sign my (diy grow up) jacket and SHE DID IT!!! I was told to left very quickly (obviously 🤣) but she managed to sign it for me on time 🙏❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ (I also brought a marker in my pocket on purpose). I mean I WAS SO READY FOR IT 😭❤️

After that people were AMAZINGLY NICE TO ME. THANK YOU ALL WITH ALL MY HEART. It means the world to me that the other fans felt happy for me, so many people congratulated my, you are in my heart FOREVER. I felt kinda bad because I'm from Spain and I started thinking that maybe I didn't deserve it, that it should have been anyone from Dublin... I find it very difficult to feel worthy of all the goods things that happen to me, and to hear so many fans telling so many nice things, hugging me, even asking for pictures... You really made a difference in me. I'm crying. I wish I could share with you the feeling. THANK YOU DUBLIN. THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!! ❤️

This has changed my life forever. I also met Louise from Bloc Party after the show and she was LOVELY, eveything about that night has inspired me forever. I've been dreaming about making music by myself since I was a little child and just started to actually make it (kinda 🤣) a few months ago. But now... I feel so blessed and inspired I'm gonna try harder from now on.

MY WILDEST DREAMS CAME TRUE. Thank you Hayley for choosing me, thank you Paramore for changing my life, thank you Dublin for the unforgettable experience, thanks to the lovely fans I met there, and THANKS TO MY AMAZING BOYFRIEND for being there with my ALWAYS by my side. He knew it was going to be me. He fucking knew. I'm so grateful. I've been crying since that night. I'm crying right now and I'll never stop crying about this. This is a once in a lifetime experience, I am the luckiest person. A picture could not contain the way it feels.

WE LOVE YOU. WE LOVE YOU AND WE ARE PARAMORE. ❤️

Pics by Eleanor (check out her work omg):

Pics by Charlie:

Pic by Laura:

13/04/23

[raytorosguitarstrap]

Hi!

I saw that ask game in your pinned

And

Js pretend this is all of the numbers except the nsfw ones and the ones you're not comfy answering

IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG, I GOT SIDETRACKED AND WHEN I WENT TO GO CONTINUE ALL OF MY PROGRESS WAS. GONE.

0. 5'3

2. 7 in women's (USA size(

3. Nope!! Don't like the smell of it and also I need my lungs 2 be as healthy as possible cuz I'm training 2 b a boxer

4. No but I've tried alcohol on accident and I HATED it.

5. Ibuprofen counts as a drug technically... I only use it 4 cramps tho

6. 15😭

7. Nope, just use the temp ones!!

8.YES!!! I want small little cameos 2 my fave characters!! (Freddy's iconic glove, well. 4 Freddy. A deck of cards maybe 4 theodore? A bass or 'planet pisch' 4 murderface, u get the idea)

9. Yep!!! I have both my ear lobes pierced.

10. I want ANGEL FANGZ!!!!

11. Oof, I don't have any friends at all even😭

12. Single.

15. i HAVE MULTIPLE. Rocky IV, nightmare on elm street, hellraiser, avatar (pandora one), haunted mansion, The dark knight and many more I can't name off the top of my head!! (Mainly slasher/horror ones)

16.(idk if this counts as platonic or whtever), IF U LET ME RANT ABT MY HYPERFIXATIONS/HEADCANONS/FAVE MOVIES/OCS/AND RANDOM STUFF‼️‼️‼️‼️

18.Okay so one time my parents were fighting (not unusual they fight all the time), but it got super heated and my dad started to get physical with my mother. I obv wanted him to stop so I intervened(I was v young at the time), and he punched me instead and gave me a black eye

19. I'm very loud and cringey unintentionally(Its the tism I promise I don't mean 2 b lime that)

22. Plan A: Horror movie director/actor/produce/etc. plan B: Boxer. Plan C: Artist

23. I have a sister that's like 30. Our relationship is alr, sometimes she buys me stuff that I want without me asking her(which is super sweet but she does it too much).

24. Complicated. (Will not elaborate)

25. Driving past/parked next to a cemetery while listening to misfits and mcr while talking abt horror movies and headcanons/ going shopping at Spencer's and or hot topic!

26. When people specifically eat with their mouths open and VERY LOUDLY.

29. To not get cps called on my parents 😭

30. Sometimes it's too quiet, and I hear my own breathing and heart beating and it makes me feel. Funny. (/neg).

32. "We need to talk" "that's so weird" "damn u look like a blobfish" (last one sounds stupid, but it sounds so mean and makes me very uncomfortable and upset when someone tells it to my face😭😭)

33. "You look so pretty!!" "Can you tell me more? I'd like to listen!" "You're artsyle is pretty!"

34. THEIR WOMEN.

36. Waaaaay up in the forest. All alone. In my little cabin. Just staying there for eternity. Peaceful sounds of birdys and animals :3

38. An artist

39. That one stranger things "chocolate pudding" ice cream they have at Walmart

40. Someone happy :)

41. Hanging out with William murderface and listening to him ramble abt his interests

42. A pack of cheeze-itz and coke

44. Whoever read all of that is scientifically proven to be awesome :3

[thevampsworld96]

Be Careful What You Wish For

Hey, all. I hope you are well. This idea came to me while I was coming home from a shopping trip. I had the song "Would You" by The Vamps stuck in my head, and this just came to me so I decided to share it here with all I really hope you like and I am opened to feedback or if you have any ideas of your own I would like to try and write them for you all I'll do my best.

I have decided to do this in these 2 parts as I didn't want it to be too long. Here is part 1 of the fiction story please enjoy reading it and stay safe happy reading .

Warring: Does have some cursing and anger, too

🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸

Things were not going the way you wanted in your relationship for the last few weeks. All you did was argue with your partner.

You knew how busy his life was, and of course, you understood that there was no way you could stop him doing what he loves best which singing and entertaining people bring love and happiness to the fans all around the world honestly you loved seeing the joy it brings him.

Lately, things have been hot and cold with your relationships, but you had hope that things would get better in time, of course.

On a warm sunny day, you both decided to stay home. You had housework to do, whereas he had a few new songs he was working on, and for that to happen, he would need to be fully focused. The smallest amount of noise would tip him off. That was why whenever he was in his studio, you would keep the noise levels down.

You tried to be as quiet as possible as he put some clothes in the washing, and once that was done, you laid them out on the drying rack to dry.

After a couple of hours, the house was quiet, a little too quiet, which wasn't normal. You were on the kitchen counter getting some college work done as in a few days you had a deadline coming up and you wanted it done before so then you could spend time with your boyfriend.

You then decided to take a break as it was lunchtime. You didn't have any breakfast as you had a lot to do today. A thought came to your mind that maybe you and Brad could eat together just like you used to. You were sure that he hasn't eaten either or slept it worried you.

Before you wanted for, you decided that you wanted to order food instead, so then ordered from your favourite restaurant, you a regular customer. You decided to order a large pizza, yes, not the nost healthy option, but you were craving.

15 to 30 minutes went by with a wink of eyes, and your delicious pizza had arrived. You over to the door of the studio where you were busy working away. You knocked, no answer, but you went ik anyway with a plate your hand.

"Hey baby, sorry to disturb you, though you might be hungry"

You said while walking in the room. Brad had a pen in his ear and was on the piano with with he's glasses on. He was focused.

"No, I'm not hungry"

Brad said, very bluntly, not even taking one moment to look at you. His eyes were glued to the piano and computer in front of him.

"Love, you have to eat dis you even bother having breakfast"

You insisted.

"What part of I'm not fucking hungry did you not understand? I can't eat anything now alright, so why waste your bloody energy"

Brad snapped at you and didn't like it one bit. The way shouted it left you flabbergasted he never spoke to you like that, but recently, you have known for it to be a common new behaviour from him.

"Sorry for actually caring about you. I thought you would be hungry"

You quietly argued back, but in reality, you wanted to scream at him.

"If I was hungry, I would ask you, did I ask you to get me anything? No don't think I fucking did I'll eat when I want now please just leave me alone have to get this song done"

Brad snapped again, and this time, you left the room without saying another word to him. You left the of the food not really fussed if he eats or not you just couldn't care less.

Eventually, he came out of the studio, but you tried to take no notice of him. You carried on typing up your work, but the tension was there, but your attention was on your computer screen doing the same thing that he did to you after a couple of hours before.

"You angry with me (Y/N)" ?

He asked in an angry tone. You chose to ignore him and carry on. Of course, you heard him loud and clear, but you were not in the mood for another snap at you. Brad leaned against the counter table, watching his eyes not leaving you for a moment.

"OK, that wasn't rude at all. I asked a question, and you're not going to answer me wow"

He said.

"Whaf do fucking want"?

You answered back and yet didn't make any eye contact with him but fustration and anger were still there.

"And she finally speaks. Are angry with me? That's all I asked you"

He said.

"Well, what do you think Bradley"?

You ask now you were making eye contact with him.

You could see the anger in his eyes and saw it in you too, but he only avoided it.

"I told you I was busy and had deadlines to finish the song and didn't any disturbance from you"

His began to get you, everyday you had to tell back tears cause of his anger and hurtful words. He wasn't a bad person he was just going through a difficult time, but it didn't mean that it gave gave him the ordasity to take put that anger on you.

"You know what, Bradley, I can't keep doing this, I had fucking enough. I can't do that anymore. You don't want to be disturbed fine your on your own now"

You slammed your laptop and grabbed your car keys. You needed to get away from him.

"Wait what the hell are saying? Your leaving me is that right"

He's got louder and so did yours.

"I had enough of you taking your anger out on me, I'm not fucking punch bag. I love you honestly, and truthfully, I do, but I can't keep doing this with you it's draining"

You explained to him. Brad came in front of you, blocking the doorway.

"Wait so your leaving me (Y/N) are fucking serious leaving me"?

He said.

"I don't know what I'm going to do, cause your not the man I fell in love with. I need to go for a drive so get the fuck out of my way or I'll scream"

You tried to push past him, but there was no way he was going to let you pass.

"Answer this. Are you going to come back?

He said.

"Please get rhe fuck out of my way"

You said.

"Answer me first, then I'd let you go"

He said.

"Don't have time for bloody games you idiot get of my way"

You both started shouting at each other, and there was no surprise there it was coming, and you knew it was.

"Not until you confirm that you are coming back to me"

He demanded.

"Get in to your bloody head I don't know"

You said.

"Fine, go, go on, but remember this love don't even bother coming back. You're better off dead to me anyways"

His words repeated in your head, the shock hit like a tone of heavy bricks. You never thought he would talk like this he wasn't the man who you thought he was. Yes, before he was treated like royalty, gave all the time in world made you feel safe every night as he suffered from a nightmare.

The love he had for you was slowly fading away no matter how hard you tried to hold on to it, but this time, this was the last straw, and you just had it up to here with it all...

[crymeariveronceagain]

Thoughts on Nightfall after reading it again

Back on my bs.

Okay literally I read this book in 3 sittings, over 200 pages in each sitting. It's insanely fast paced, and well written. Once you start reading, it becomes really. Really. Really hard to set the book down.

Cognates! Are so emotionally unhealthy! It's horrifying! How is this something we're okay with! Especially for children! Quinlin kept an OPINION, not a secret, an OPINION from Alden, and they wrecked their cognate thing! This is not healthy! Anyone who thinks this is healthy! Get the Therapy you so desperately need! This is not good! Even married couples do not share every single thing with each other! Boundaries are necessary to being a functioning person in society!

Personally, I think Livvy and Quinlin could work it out.

Dang the Lost Cities' prejudice against humans really rubbed off on Sophie quickly. I don't blame her, but also. Yikes. That cannot be good for her.

Sophie's family is getting tortured and the Black Swan is like "we're doing all we can!!!" Despite how they do next to nothing and the kids(age 14-15) have to deal with it all.

Edaline calling Sophie perfect as a baby is going to be written on my heart as one of the most beautiful exchanges in this book. I'll post the quote later. It makes me want to break down in tears. Because stars above. Sophie deserves to be called a perfect baby by her mom.

Tam and Keefe are literally best friends and just too stubborn to stop taking cracks at each other. They started beat friendship and now they can't get off the ride. They're friends.

Keefe Sencen is WAY. TOO USED. TO BLOOD. He's just out there stabbing himself and getting hurt and being like eh blood. I feel like he's very not okay, or has seen so much blood that his own doesn't faze him anymore.

Forkle is the President Coin to Fintan's President Snow. No, I will not elaborate.

Dex and Biana are best friends. Don't ask how it just happened. It's good for both of them, I think.

Sophie. Does not want her and Fitz's relationship to change. It's so obvious. It hurts me. She does not want to tell him she likes him. She does not want to date him. She wants their relationship to stay the way it is. For as long as she can, she desperately wants to keep what sbe has with Fitz. And she is perfectly happy that he doesn't know she likes him. She wants for it to stay the way it is. And even when Fitz gives her every opportunity to change it. She actively avoids it. No thoughts. Just and observation.

Poor Marella.

Wraith's backstory would "Sidetrack everyone". Huh. I bet it would.

Linh loves Wylie's music. And I love Linh. So there we go. That's the whole point.

I forgot so much of what actually happened in canon lmao. I'm so sorry all my fics are so factually inaccurate in the little ways.

KEEFE IS SO STUPID I'D DIE AND KILL FOR HIM.

Keefe not registering for the match is peak Keefe and also heck yeah remove yourself from the Eugenics society dearest boy! Kick their butts! Metaphorically!

Sophie's so in love with Keefe it actually deeply pains me to watch her not notice it. Like uh. Honey. You love him. You love him you love him you love him you love him. Sophie, you love Keefe.

Keefe is so in love with Sophie. He's literally out there almost dying for her. Actively putting himself in harms way so that no one can hurt her. I just. Ow.

He's also so smart and so stupid all at once. Idiot. But a smart idiot.

I forgot how annoying Ro is in canon. Literally every moment after she's been introduced I've literally just wanted her to shut up. I love the Ro I've created in my head, but this Ro in canon makes me want to hit her in the face.

FITZ BAKES IMMA CRY GN GUYS

Marella really got targeted for her talent. It's kinda gross to see Sandor demanding that Marella not use a single spark without a go ahead even though he's never said anything like that to Linh, or even Sophie.

The Vacker Legacy. What is the Vacker Legacy. It can't be Alvar. It can't be. So what is it. Who is it.

Sophie does not get a break. She does not get a week to rest. Absolutely no breaks for the kid. This is the book where she starts getting exhausted. This is the book where it starts exhausting the reader, too. Because scenes stop getting time to breathe. Life only speeds up. Sophie does not get a single moment to rest. And neither does the reader.

Ah. A panic attack. Sophie has a full blown panic attack. Great. Love that.

This book is screwed up. This story is screwed up. Everything about this is screwed up.

Tam and Biana interact like a married couple. They have each other's backs and occasionally make comments that imply that they're fond of each other. I love that for them.

Ah. Sophie straight up disassociates for like 2 weeks. And then nothing changes. No one tries to fix it except her frienda who are, y'know, children. This is totally fine. Not at all a horrible sign of the state of the Lost Cities and adult elves as a whole. No. Definitely not.

IM GETTING WHIPLASH FROM HOW QUICKLY FORKLE GOES FROM TREATING SOPHIE LIKE A PERSON TO TREATING HSR LIKE A TOOL AND BACK AGAIN. NO WONDER SOPHIE'S SCREWED UP. I WOULD BE, TOO.

*various gagging noises*

Vespera. Ew. She sucks.

Gisela. Ew. She sucks.

Everything is awful, actually.

Sophie Foster having to say goodbye to her human parents for good hurts me.

I just.... This book was a fast paced mess. I feel like nothing and everything happened, and I wish it didn't. I'm so tired, and I know Sophie is too.

We're so tired. And yet we keep reading. Because we've grown attached. And we've got to fix the hole that this series has hollowed in our chests.

[karmatic-retribution]

I'm a victim of stalking, sexual assault, and rape. I was 15 upon meeting the person who put me through all of this. The first time we spoke was fairly innocent. She followed me on all of my socials: twitter, insta, tumblr, ect and would always compliment my art. It felt good at the time! Since I was getting praise from someone older than myself ( I was 15 and she was 18 ) we got close and I made the dumb mistake of giving her my address. So we could send each other cards, gifts, and so on. This was long before I found out she was a pro-shipper and I made attempts at cutting her off because I wasn't comfortable being around her any longer. So she held the fact that she knew my address, home number, and everything over my head. threatening to doxx me and expose me being gay + trans to my violently conservative family. So I stayed "friends" with her. Fast forward two years. She drove across several states to meet me in person, still holding onto the threat of outing me to my family? I complied and went with her for the day. Which lead to me becoming an s/a + rape victim. She threatened to kill me if I said anything about it to anyone. I stayed quiet for several years until finding out recently ( I'm currently 21 ) that she got thrown into prison for murder + another rape. And sometimes I can't help but wonder: that could of been me. that could of been me. pro-ships don't care about anyone but themselves and I can tell you that for a fact.

I have no idea if you have blocked me by the time I've responded to you, however anon I want to start by saying I'm deeply sorry you went through that. No one deserves to go through that, and the fact it happened to you is terrifying. I'm happy you are no longer near that person and safe. That person is a terrible person, and I would not want them near me or anyone I associate with. I’m glad they are behind bars now. I want you to be fully aware that anything I say past this point does not mean I condone anything they did to you, as what I want to discuss does not change the fact they deserve to be behind bars for the things they had done to you and potential others. Now, what I do want to talk about the implications you’re saying about other people. Yes, I completely understand that you had a horrible experience with someone who happened to identify as proship, however that does not mean every single one of us wants to do those things. For example, there are a lot of antis that suibait people and harass people, but I know very well that a good chunk of antis either feel pressured to stay in their circles, are misinformed, or have good intentions but don’t realize the damage they’re causing. I completely understand still not wanting to be around proship identifying people due to your experience, and that’s perfectly fine, however coming up to people such as me and claiming that we don’t care about other people is where things steer away from being respectable. For another note, letting your trauma determine how you see innocent people who are other than label unrelated to that trauma is not healthy. By letting it do that for you, you’re letting that anger take control and you won’t be able to properly heal from that experience. If it gives you any closure, I can tell you right now that if your abuser showed their face in this community, and we knew it was them, we would make sure that they don’t get any kind of platform by letting people know what they had done. A majority of the proship community are trauma survivors, and we would not let anyone who would threaten that community stick around. Obviously, I can’t control how you think of me or other proship-leaning/identifying people. That is up for you to determine and decide for yourself, and I completely understand not trusting us due to your past experience. I suppose my only question to you is why did you come to me, a proship-leaning person, about this despite the fact you claim people like me would not care about anyone but themselves? If you truly believed that, you would be typing this to someone who would either ignore it, delete it from their inbox, make fun of it, or some other thing to make you feel like a joke. I can tell you right now that I truly sympathize with you, as a survivor of abuse myself. My past cannot be compared to yours, as none of ours can, but I am deeply sorry for all the pain you have endured, and I wish that you can properly heal from the damage they caused. That is all I wanted to say. Thank you for reading, if you do, and I wish for you the best life.

[moonlightchn]

𝖂𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖜𝖔𝖑𝖋 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖓 𝕯𝖎𝖆𝖗𝖞 🌕 #15

𝖂𝖔𝖗𝖐𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖂𝖊𝖉𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖉𝖆𝖞!

cw// exercise, food, partial nudity I guess

Hey guys! Wow, I'm super late today, ain't I? It was a weird day, I'm sorry.

How's the week treating y'all though? I hope you're taking care, staying safe, healthy, hydrated. Make sure to eat something throughout the day ok? I know some days we just wanna lay in bed and be unbothered, but you need to look after yourself, alright? Great.

As I said, today was just weird. I woke up and I just felt unmotivated, uninspired, lazy. Yes, I do have those days too. Its been a crazy couple of months and before I knew it I was already back to work again. So many tracks, so many projects- Kicking my ass harder than the gym.

Instead of working myself to death, I decided to take it extra easy and skipped the gym.

I went out for my daily run, as always. Took me longer than usual, but that's ok. For some reason my legs are killing me, probably because I'm moving studios and I've been carrying heavy equipment, so my run was slow but steady. Sometimes you just can't force some things, uh? You need to move at your own pace, y'know? That's completely fine as long as you keep moving forward.

Didn't see lady kitten today, maybe she found a home already! I hope so. Anyhow, on the way back it started raining a little so I had to jog the last few blocks. I took a long, hot shower to help myself relax and then just chilled for a bit before getting dressed and leaving for work.

Bright side though! Once I left home sky was clear again and the lady from the fruit cart was back! So on the way to work I got myself some nice passion fruit mountain tea and then a fruit cup.

This is why I like walking to the studio so much, it had been so long since I last saw her! She said she was on vacations too, well deserved.

Anyway! I hope your Wednesday was good! I am currently still at the studio and will probably stay here till late if I don't leave now so take care, yeah?

If no one has told you today, I'm proud of you. I really am. And I'm extremely happy that you're still here. See you around!

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[fatphobiabusters]

So I have a question about how weight gain/loss works and I can't find any studies that don't seem reductionist or oversimplifying.

So, I assume you guys and I both agree: weight gain and loss is way more complex than calories in - calories out. It HAS to be. For instance, I was underweight until I started taking certain medications which made me gain upwards of 70lbs in the span of a few years. My diet and activity levels have not changed. My mom eats worse than I do (legit she sometimes only eats sugary cereals and ice cream some days, I try to only eat whole grains in contrast because I like their taste better and they're more nutritious) and she's not nearly as fat as I am. I also exercised a lot for a good year or two and while I gained plenty of muscle weight my total amount of body fat didn't change.

Meanwhile a friend of mine is chronically underweight and we eat very similarly and have the same activity levels, and he actively LOSES weight if he doesn't eat upwards of 2000+ calories a day.

I know that's anecdotal evidence, but I hear very similar stories from many people and simplifying weight down to just calories seems like it's missing a whole big picture somewhere. The body obviously has some very complex systems in place regarding the storage of body fat and when it chooses to use it vs keep it.

Seeing as you guys are skeptical of reductionist science when it comes to body fat and weight, I was wondering if you had any studies or research on hand about how weight gain and loss actually works. It seems like a fascinating topic ripe for plenty of research and experiments regarding the biological pathways of how energy is stored and used, and why it uses fat stores sometimes and not others, and why it differs so greatly between people! It feels like if it were any other field people would be pouring grants and work into figuring out this really cool mystery but because it's about fat people nobody wants to bother.

So, we have posted a lot about this.

I recommend spending some time on @bigfatscience, since this is their actual area of expertise.

I’m also interested in this in a sciency way, but as a fat person I worry about ppl focusing too much on this and not on radical fat acceptance. It shouldn’t matter if someone is fat because they choose to eat a lot and do no exercise. That’s their right as a human.

I posted this graph [cw: o word] a while back. It’s not perfect, but it’s a start in thinking about weight systematically and in a more complex way.

-Mod Siarl

https://assets.publishing.service.gov.uk/government/uploads/system/uploads/attachment_data/file/296290/obesity-map-full-hi-res.pdf

last time the embedded link didn’t work so I’m just putting it here in case that happens again.

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I’m going to throw my tuppence-haypenny in here. Mod Siarl already gave an excellent answer, I just have my spleen to vent also 😎 engage RANT:

The calories-in/calories-out thing bugs me a LOT because it’s so simple for people to throw out, and takes FOREVER to debunk. It’s like a Gish-gallop debating tactic: make the other side look daft by casually dropping it into a discussion and watch the other side have to faff about with a big answer.

I don’t know if this comes up much in US education, but there’s an old adage:

“Physics can’t explain how a bumblebee is able to fly.”

It’s patent nonsense. Of course Physics can explain it. The problem is mis-stated: Physics, as taught to 15 year olds, is too simplistic to explain how a bumblebee is able to fly.

Physics, as taught to post-16 year olds and in higher education, is perfectly able to explain it.

Calories is EXACTLY like that, IMO.

“Just expand more calories than you take in and you’ll lose weight. SIMPLE.”

It’s an oversimplification of biological process that, yes as stated is technically correct but it bears no resemblance to reality. It’s mis-stated.

When you restrict calories, your body will react. The reaction varies on person, circumstance, metabolism, genetics and societal conditioning. It may include, but is not limited to:

‘Starvation’ mode: your body chemistry adapts to lower calorific intake and preps for a famine. Fat is one of the last things to go, because it’s your body’s last line of defence against starving to death. (https://www.healthline.com/nutrition/starvation-mode#metabolism)

Depression/mental health. Not only are you depriving yourself of something that may make you happy (tasty food you like), you’re interfering with the societal use of food (social eating, with all its positive connotations for interaction), changing your body chemistry AND setting yourself up with a “I can’t have X otherwise I’m a bad person” mentality. (https://www.consumerhealthdigest.com/general-health/dieting-mental-health.html - refs at bottom)

Decreased activity. Fewer calories == less energy. Body stays the same shape (https://www.livestrong.com/article/454212-fatigue-while-on-a-calorie-restricted-diet/).

Reduction in muscles. Fat’s your last line of defence against starving (https://www.healthline.com/nutrition/calorie-restriction-risks#TOC_TITLE_HDR_7).

Fat loss. Yep, it might happen 🤷‍♀️ depends on all the factors above.

Weight gain. Guess what happens when the calorie counting ends? Your body tries to get back to its previous weight ASAP (https://www.psychologytoday.com/us/blog/smart-people-don-t-diet/201501/5-lies-the-diet-industry).

Yes, there are also studies that show calorie restriction makes you smarter, live longer, able to jump tall buildings in a single bound and blah blah blah, all of which rely on self-reporting from subjects (which is laughably unreliable), small sample sizes (womp womp) and significant differences in the baseline stats of the participants (eg this gushing report https://www.scientificamerican.com/article/caloric-restriction-intelligence/ which buries these huge methodological faults in the ‘further questions’ section. FFS.)

Why the disparity? Why is slim evidence given SO much credence rather than correctly being interpreted as ‘hm, interesting. More research needed’?

Being fat is just taken as fact to be a problem. Any study showing otherwise is immediately analysed until someone can explain that the study was flawed (see the obesity paradox for this in action - what if we just discount any thin person with cancer? Job done. Now fatties look bad again. And there was much rejoicing.)

The reverse is true for any study on calorie restriction: any methodological flaws are buried in the footnotes, because it fits the narrative.

Whether being fat is healthy or not doesn’t matter. Your body, and changing it, take a long time and concerted effort for slow changes. You’re under no obligations to any of that and deserve to be allowed to live in peace with respect. Maybe you like being fat. Maybe you like your lifestyle. Maybe there are factors more important in your life than your weight. Maybe you accept you will die at the end regardless, so to an extent your just choosing between cancer, heart disease or Alzheimers (sorry for being flippant - that’s a big topic right there).

(Why is this ‘the narrative’? If I had to guess, I’d follow the money: public health is expensive, so any excuse to turn it into a problem of will power/individual deviancy is embraced by people who want their taxes lower rather than paying for healthcare for the masses.)

So yes. Calories-in/calories-out is twaddle is the take-away from my TED talk/rant 🤣

NOTE: I’m not a biologist, nutritionist, doctor or anything else. Always go to the study source, check the methodology, check the conclusions (which regularly get utterly misquoted when reported) and make up your own mind. Don’t take what I say as fact, because I might be completely backwards.

-- Mod K

[cherry-ber]

Too drunk to fuck pt.9

Previous | Part one

Whatever that text was supposed to mean, you didn't care. You purposely ignored and avoided Mark the whole week, and after a few ignored messages, he gave up, and seemed to understand what you were probably thinking, every day Jaemin walked you home -because then you'd spend more time together than if he drove, he said- after a day in school with your new friends, and every day promised to be better than the last one. Friday came sooner than expected, and you got up earlier to dress extra special, tonight's dinner with Jaemin and your parents, although excited, made you incredibly anxious. So many things could go wrong.

When the classes were over, Jaemin was waiting for you outside of your classroom, holding your hand and giving you a sweet kiss as soon as he saw you. He carried your bag as you walked to his car, before you were home for dinner, he figured it would be nice to have a real first date, not a risky late night trip or an awkward meeting with your parents. He'd never done that, dating had never been important for him, he was too busy, and too invested with his deals and his friends, no time for girls and feelings at all, but he did a great job at planning, though. He took you to a museum, fair enough, you had to go as an assignment from Art class, but when you asked him to be your museum date, he was absolutely into it, then he took you to an ice cream parlor, a cute one, with the prettiest walls and decorations, and the best ice cream you've ever had. He took you flower picking, and to a park with lots of dogs being walked, and finally back home, just in time for you to be earlier than your parents. He greeted them politely, and your father was happy to see him again. Jaemin looked as handsome as he always did, but putting on his good boy persona, he looked softer and nicer than he usually did. His hair was pushed back, and he was wearing a light, baby blue sweater, that matched your baby blue, princess dress, your mom wasted no time mentioning how cute it was that you wore matching outfits, although it was actually a big casualty you did.

They had many, too many, questions for him. How you two met, how long you'd been friends, what classes you had together, what did the rest of your friends do, what did he want to do for a leaving, what were his plans after school. Jaemin handled every single question and gave an answer to every question that astonished your parents.

Jaemin's phone received a bunch of calls, he never picked up, arguing that if it were truly important, no one would really call him, but when your parents stood up the table for a couple minutes, and he finally had time to check his phone, all the calls were Mark's, but he left no message, and your date assumed it was, probably, not important at all. Usually, at least some months ago, on Fridays they'd be going to the abandoned warehouse, get drunk and have a race, or maybe they'd be shoplifting, attending their clients and playing dumb when they got caught, and although Jaemin, and the rest of his friends, knew it was bad, a tiny particle in his mind is telling him that he should be doing that right know. There's a part of them that has accepted the path they started walking so long ago, and it's a shame that they did, since the could be doing so much better.

After the food, and the awkward, intrusive, questions were out of the table, Jaemin suggested you went to Jeno's place again, and because you had no interest in staying home, you agreed, asked your parents permission to be home, and reluctantly they said yes, although you knew they agreed basically because Jaemin is too convincing, and too likeable.

He drove with the windows down, which made the chilly air play with his hair, giving him this absolutely attractive, messy hairstyle, and then all you wanted to do was to make him stop and kiss him while you ran your fingers through his hair. The annoying ringtone of your phone got your mind back to where you were sitting, and looking at the notification bar, you notice how many texts from Mark you got all day long, last one being received in thus exact moment.

“Friday, 7:15 a.m, Mark ♡:

hey”

“can we meet today?”

“Friday, 8:30 a.m, Mark ♡:

are you free after this period?”

“Friday, 9:48 a.m, Mark♡:

are you okay?”

“Y/N”

“???”

“Friday, 2:45 p.m, Mark♡:

are you at home”

“did I do something wrong?”

“Friday, 4:04 p.m, Mark ♡:

I think you hate me?”

“wait”

“you're with jaemin right?”

“Friday, 6:36 p.m, Mark ♡:

So i saw jaemin driving”

“And i was about to get close”

“and then i see you on the passenger side”

“you couldve replied, yk”

“Friday, 7:19 p.m, Mark ♡:

Ans know im fucking drunkk”

“fuck yOu”

“actually no”

“Friday, 8:58 p.m, Mark ♡:

hu sorry im liken really rly drunk”

“im at jenooossssss'”

“ypu should comeb too”

By the time you finished reading, it was too late, Jaemin had already parked, and when the men inside noticed, all of them, except Mark, came out to greet him, and when they saw you, they couldn't look happier. They urged you inside, but before you could get to the living room with them, Jeno stopped you and Jaemin.

“So, look, Mark is... Kinda sensitive right now” he looks into his direction, Mark sitting on the floor, with his head head resting on Renjun's lap, he's laughing and smiling and rubbing his hands on the carpet “I don't know what he had, he's drunk but, I think he might be high too”

Jaemin makes an effort to keep his annoyance unseen, remembering that every time Mark drinks, it's a mistake, a mistake that he's gonna have to solve.

“Just” Jeno knows, Jeno can read Jaemin like a book, and although he agrees that they shouldn't be the ones caring after his oldest friend, he can't let him alone whenever he needs them “don't mind him, he's saying weird shit, he's harmless”

Jeno sits in the couch next to Renjun, trying to block Mark's view of you, but when you walk in, holding Jaemin's hand, he loses it. His laugh is insanely loud, and it's almost scary, making Jaemin squeeze your hand harder between his, and he grabs someone's drink and takes it in a single sip, you can tell it was strong, because of the face he's making. Suddenly, everyone in the room is uncomfortable, waiting for someone to make the next move.

After minutes of staring at the wall in front of him, Mark stands up, tumbling when he does, and walks closer to you, stopping when you are just a few centimeters away from him. Jaemin reacts immediately, pushing Mark away from you, and putting himself between you two. Mark giggles, he looks innocent, and when you're about to apologize to him, that sweet look disappears.

“Are you really gonna let her get between us?” he asks jaemin, arrogance in his tone, and absolutely spiteful when he looks at you.

“You're drunk, go home” all eyes are on them both, but no one really dares to interfere.

“Is that all you're going to say?” he walks closer to Jaemin, and although he wishes that Mark doesn't do anything else, he's ready for whatever he tries “is that it, huh? I give you a home when you need it, a job, money, my time” he grabs Jaemin by the collar of his shirt “I let you into my life” Renjun rushes to you, dragging you out of the room, meanwhile Jeno and Donghyuck try to get Mark and Jaemin away from each other.

Everything happened too fast, and you can't even complain when Renjun walks you upstairs to Jeno's room and locks the door. You can hear the screaming from downstairs and there's nothing you can do to help. Your mom couldn't have possibly chosen a worst time to call, lying, you tell her that as soon as the movie you're watching is over, Jaemin will drive you back home.

Jisung and Chenle are leaving, after Renjun insisted that they shouldn't be there, although they are worried, they know there's not much they can do, and promise to be ready if something else happens, they say you goodbye from the porch, and offer to walk you home, but you know you can't leave just yet.

Jeno was successful in calming Jaemin down, but Mark wasn't going to stop until he got what he wanted, Donghyuck and Renjun getting tired of dealing with him, but doing it anyway because the idea of what could come next was too scary. Jaemin unlocks the door, and brings you back down, with Jeno and himself protecting you from whatever Mark could try, going outside and into his car. Jeno apologizes to the both of you, and runs back inside.

Jaemin doesn't speak in the whole way back home, when he stops, he opens the door for you, walks you to the door, and says sorry when you open the door. You can only shake your head and give him a kind smile, hoping that he understands what you are trying to say. He drives away, but instead of going home, as you wished he did, he takes the way back to the mess, you watch him drive off, and you can only hope that things don't end up too bad.

“Saturday, 1:26 a.m, unknown number:

Don't panic, but Mark's in the hospital”

next♡

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A.N: well that escalated quickly 😳

HeyyYYYyYy I'm finally bringing this back, after, well, i got notes from the whole series again. I hope you're having a good time guys, be healthy, be safe.