Jesper Fahey Didn’t Break Into A Fjerdan Fortress To Get Whitewashed In Fan Art.

“really?” I say to inanimate objects that are not working like they usually do

Rape Escape

Easy and very effective

Requires nothing but your body

Includes attack

ha?

every single person who reblogs this

every

single

person

will get “doot doot” in their ask box

man, teenaged girls aren’t allowed to have a genuine interest in anything without being ridiculed for it. if a girl likes ugg boots and starbucks she’s stupid and stereotypical, but if she likes combat boots and obscure coffee houses she’s a hipster wannabe and is trying too hard. if a girl listens to boy bands and other popular artists she’s a dumb follower, if she reads comics or plays video games she’s a poser/fake geek girl, if she likes sex she’s a slut but if she doesn’t like sex she’s a prude, if she wears makeup she’s fake but if she doesn’t wear makeup she’s a slob, if she has low self-esteem she needs to learn to love herself but if she has high self-esteem she’s overconfident and vain, if she’s interested in politics she’s a crazy social justice warrior but if she prefers to stay out of social matters she’s a dumb airhead. girls are literally mocked for every single thing they like or do, no matter what those things are, and i’m really really sick of it.

Columbian-Progress, Mississippi, February 3, 1955

Lance: Let me get this straight, more like let me run something bi you.

Hunk: Let’s pan this out.

Pidge: Let’s ace-ess the situation.

Keith: I’m gay.

gabriel lost then won twice

should you fight one direction

louis tomlinson: absolutely you should fight him. it’ll be great. you’ll win. motherfucker’ll shriek like a howler monkey and insult every member of your family in the process, but it’ll all be while hiding directly behind burlier, liam-ier people. if you can corner him, just grasp his arms against his body and start gently rocking him like a baby until he’s lulled. “what the fuck,” he’ll ask disgustedly, but his eyes are already drooping. “shh,” you tell him soothingly. “go to sleep, little baby.” he does. you win.

harry styles: you should fight him, because no one on god’s green earth is angling for a good old fashioned smackaround like this big-mouthed doe-eyed slack-jawed better-hair-than-you-having motherfucker, but you won’t. this is everything that’s wrong with the world. none of us who so desperately need to fight harry styles in the street can ever manage to do it, because of his like, fucking dimples or whatever. try not to make direct eye contact with him if you do end up giving it a shot, because that’s how he gets you, like some daymare st. laurent wearing gorgon.

niall horan: sure, go for it. you’ll lose, because his betoothpick-legged frame probably contains a secret maniacal frenzy just waiting to be loosed, but whatever, give it a shot. afterwards maybe try and fight a kitten and the sun too. see how that makes you feel, fucko. you make me sick.

liam payne: if you fight liam it has to be in a pre-arranged, regulated 12-round boxing ring with very strict rules and procedures and a referee interceding to make sure no one hits below the belt, not that liam ever would, and anyway, you’ll lose. no one feels good about it. you feel bad for losing and liam feels bad for winning and probably offers to drive you home afterward, which you begrudgingly accept, because your loss still smarts, and you both spend the drive in an uncomfortable silence. no one enjoys this fight. no winners.

zayn malik: anyone who would even theoretically consider inflicting damage upon his carved-from-marble face is committing thought crime. go directly to jail and stay there.

Daily reminder: If they wanna talk to you, they will. If they wanna be with you, they will. If they wanna make things work, they will. Don’t let things be one sided. It’s not healthy, and it’s not fair to you.

Hello friends this took me like a month to make please be gentle