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Protip for men: if marriage is a horrifying concept for you and you think it is an evil trap, do not buy a ring and ask a woman to marry you
I’m way over seeing radical feminist bullshit on my dash. This isn’t even social justice or a real issue.
sorry that not marrying someone you dont loathe is radical feminism i guess?
women: don’t propose or get married if u don’t like the thought of marriage
men: what kind of sjw fuckery
the other bit that this implies is: If you like your wife, act like it. Even around your friends. Be open and honest about liking your wife, liking spending time with her, and not being resentful of the shared work of building a household. Let your buddies know you can’t hang out with them because you’d rather be home with your wife, whom you like, because she is your legit bff, even though you know your buddies are gonna mock you for it. Stand up to your buddies. Tell them mocking isn’t cool and you don’t want them to do it anymore. Challenge the other men in your life to be better men. That is what “don’t get married if you think marriage is an evil trap” implies to men who are married. And while it’s all completely reasonable I imagine that it’s scary as fuck when it’s just so much easier to har de har har the little woman’s such a nag, ain’t she, don’t we all hate being married so much? with other men. In that context, “don’t get married if you think marriage is an evil trap” is kindof a radical statement.
The number of guys I work with who are engaged who started pulling the “uh oh, life over soon, har har” shit that I have completely shut down with a simple “well if you don’t want to get married, then don’t”…*sigh* And they’re just like, hem, haw, welllll if I don’t then she might not stay with meee, which I respond to with “well, sounds like you need to have a pretty serious and honest conversation with your fiancee about your feelings then” and then the *panic!* look…When you remove that easy “hah hah ball-and-chain” narrative, watch the reaction. Some of them (to a female friend) will mumblingly admit that they love their fiancee and are excited to be married. Others…all you get is fear.
That’s the disservice we do men by refusing to teach boys how to explore their emotional needs. It hurts everyone. I watched three male friends walk into marriages I can tell they weren’t ready for and didn’t want, just because it was expected and they had no tools for emotional self-examination. Two of those marriages are (shockingly) in crisis, a couple years later. One has kids involved now. It’s more than a little heartbreaking. The marriages I see that are working? Are the guys with the emotional maturity to talk to their wives and who don’t care if everyone knows they’re in love with them.
SERIOUSLY.
My friend is getting married this summer and when I congratulated her fiance on their engagement he said to me “Yeah well you know, women. This is what they want so you have to bite the bullet.” and my other friend’s husband who was sitting next to him laughed and agreed. If this is how you feel, don’t get married. Don’t propose. Just…. Don’t. Do it. Any of it.
Straight people think that doing things you really don’t want to do - like marriage and having kids - is normal cos they’re still stuck in a fucking 19th century mindset.
It’s why I know my best friend got a good one, he’s open about how much he loves her and he’s excited to be getting married and regularly contributes ideas and has his own input, it’s nice to see
It filters through as well. Even being gay, a lot of my straight friends don’t understand why I spend so much time with my husband. Because I love him? Because I enjoy his company? Because he’s my best friend? I can’t count the amount of straight people that have told me that they think it’s “weird” that my husband and I spend so much quality time together. The only person who understood was my mom, whose response was: “If you love someone and genuinely enjoy their company, why WOULDN’T you want to spend your free time with them?!”
How can anyone look at their impending marriage and think ‘oh no, it’s all over now’ like???? I’ve only felt so close to so many people in my life, but those small few were like?? I’d wake up in the morning excited to be awake just to look forward to SEEING them. I’d catch myself with this stupid idiot grin in broad daylight just THINKING ABOUT BEING AROUND THEM. I’d sleep easy with them in my head, shitty days became perfect once I spoke to them. THAT’s how I imagine feeling again someday. I think about feeling that way for someone again and it’s like the whole future opens up. Marriage is finding your best friend in the whole wide world and wanting to have a sleepover every single day, and to agree to it and then go around groaning like your freedom is being stolen is a HUGE disrespect. If you have the freedom to share your life with anyone you like and you throw it around like baggage you really can’t expect it to grow, can you? You gotta care about yourself a little more than that I think
All of this.
Not to mention this mentality makes it’s way TO THE DAY OF THE WEDDING. How many weddings have we seen with something like this:
Like what kind of toxic mentality do you have to have to say this as the bride is about to walk down the aisle and marry someone who it’s now suggested doesn’t even want to be there?? How is this cute? How is this supposedly charming? This is supposed to be the person you love and want to be with! And not to mention that you send this down the aisle with a small child (the ring bearer or the flower girls)…I have a special loathing for things like this.
Holy shit I didn’t know that was even a thing. This reminds me of a study I read about years ago with statistics on happiness/stability in relationships of people of various genders/orientations, and straight people were at the very bottom. (And lesbians were at the top! Not a huge surprise, given that women are generally more inclined to communicate and work out emotions and issues.)
YOUR SPOUSE SHOULD BE YOUR BEST FRIEND
PERIOD
#this is seriously creepy
#and the fact that most people accept this as normal makes it even more creepy
Reblogging for the “last chance to run” comment. Honestly it’s so fucking gross.
And think about the people who marriage actually is an evil trap for, like child brides, or like people who can’t leave an abusive marriage because they’ll struggle financially.
These men are willingly choosing to get married.
if i ever get married, i want whoever i married to tell their friends they want to spend time with me. i want the person i marry to be my very best friend and i want them to be open with their other friends about me being their best friend, too.
The exhusband’s groomsmen wrote ‘HELP ME’ on the bottom of his shoes with white tape so that when we knelt at the altar during the wedding ceremony, it glared like a billboard. The x, groomsmen, and x’s family all thought it was hilarious. my family and I were horrified. They also all showed up drunk and brought booze into the Protestant church, which is a huge no-no. I found 8 weeks later when we got the wedding pictures back from the photographer. The groomsmen posed for a pic with their drinks in the back room of the church. The ‘old ball and chain’ remarks are not funny. HELP ME on the groom’s shoes is not funny. Kids carring signs that say run is not funny. Disrespecting a church’s foundational beliefs is not funny. Take it from a happily divorced person, these are huge red flags. Run, but dont wait until the wedding ceremony. Run the first time a red flag waves. When people show you who they are, believe them. Words lie, actions don’t.
Marauders 01
IF U DONT THINK THE MARAUDERS CALLED SIRIUS WOOFLES YOU ARE DAMN. FUCKING. WRONG.
go find what a fic of ur life would be tagged as on ao3
i h a v e m a d e a m i s t a k e
strictly platonic therapy rimming
passionate pirate “hate” sex
i’m crying
“Blood soaked library angst”
Quick question.
What the heck
“dangerous lizard hate sex”
What is this!!!!
“Unsexy Canadian comeplay”
Well all righty then
“Sappy D&D Handholding”
I wouldn’t say no to some of this in my life!
“Hardcore Presidential Threesome”
slow burn philosophic nipple play
Im-
Sorry about the detective OCs
*slams cup of coffee on table and gestures to Celine* I WILL NOT APOLOGISE FOR PERFECTION
what could be hotter than scientific emotions.
As an aromantic, idk
inexperienced scientific manpain
I don’t even know anymore…
historically inaccurate dragon striptease.
Well then.
I didn’t realize my autobiography was being put on Ao3…
Just kidding. 😂 But seriously the heck? How did they know?
Seductive circus cuddling
Okay then..😂
illustrated oktoberfest oral
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The stars are beautiful
First Love
A series.
Min Yoongi and You were bestfriends who parted when they were young and failed to communicate. Yoongi pursued his dreams and you pursued yours. Both of your childhoods buried at the back of your head, never once looking back until fate decided to give you and Yoongi another chance.
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Min Yoongi x Y/N
Childhood bestfriends au
Fluff/Angst
1/?
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You were passing by designer shops on the street near your apartment, your heels clicking on the concrete as you walked. Five? No, ten shopping bags divided equally between your two arms as you strode closer to your building. Yes, your building.
You owned it after all, you are a very successful woman at the age of eighteen. Youngest CEO in south korea. Owning a booming fashion brand AND having a company that could offer anything - from video games to food chains. You had it all.
You walked through the glass doors of your building as your secretaries, Min Ho and Lee In, assisted you to your room.
“Miss Y/N, you’ll be meeting your parents tomorrow at noon.” Min Ho stated as he pushed the button if the elevator going up.
“At what time?” I asked
As if on cue, they both answered “At noon.” They looked at each other - then to me and smiled sheepishly.
I chuckled at them. Min Ho and Lee In are one of my closest friends - since we are always together. Whenever we try to be formal with each other it just feels awkward and we end up laughing.
We got off the 24th floor, right below the rooftop. As we walked to my room they updated me of upcoming meetings and other important events I should review. I bid them my farewells and entered my room.
I looked at my watch - 8:23, still early. So I decided to work for a while before I went to sleep and prepare for my trip to Daegu tomorrow. After finishing reviewing 4 project proposals and 2 sales updates I looked at the time and realized I WAS LATE.
I got up on my feet and ran to pack and wash - up at the same time. I was brushing my teeth as I stuffed my pajamas, my shoes, my outfits inside my suitcase as well as the gifts I decided to bring home to my parents. I’ll only be staying for 3 days since work is hectic right now but I packed extra just in case.
As I finalized the stuff I was going to bring, I flopped down on my bed and drifted off to sleep.
—-
I inhaled the air as I got off the train. I searched for my parents who were going to pick me up today from the station. I saw my mom waving her hands as my dad jumped up and down while holding the signboard with my name on it.
“Eomma! Appa!” I yelled through the crowd while I pull my suitcase as I run towards them.
“Eomma! Appa!” I repeated as I hugged both of them, “I missed you guys.”
“Us too hon, us too.” Dad replied tightening his hug around us.
As we parted from our five-minute hug, mom exclaimed “Oh honey! You’ll be delighted when we get home. I cooked all you favorite meals, and you can finally see Bubbles’ new puppies.”
“That’s great mom, I’m so glad to be back” I said, smiling.
The car ride to our house was as enchanting as ever. It was nice to take a break from the bustling life of seoul. Here in Daegu we can take things slower and we can have fun and rest.
I rolled down the windows as I took a deep breath. Ah fresh air. I’m inlove.
When we got to our home our neighbors greeted and welcomed me back. I could ready smell the beef barbecue mom prepared from outside. Entering the house, I heard faint barks coming from upstairs slowly getting louder until I was greeted by our chow-chow, Bubbles. Following Bubbles were her 4 babies - cookie, milo, froyo, and chooey. Bubbles jumped on me as her puppies barked at the newly encountered intruder - me.
“Honey, dinners ready!” mom yelled from the kitchen.
“Coming mom!” “Coming hon!“, dad and I yelled back at the same time. We looked at each other suspiciously.
"I’M honey.” Dad stated as if taunting me to say otherwise. Of course, I knew better.
“Nuh-uh dad. I’M honey.” I answered back while have a staring contest with him.
Mom walks to the living room to find me and dad having and intense staring contest.
“WHAT ARE YOU TWO IDIOTS DOING THIS TIME. I SAID DINNER WAS READY 8 MINUTES AGO.”
We both blinked garnering a groan from both of us. We both started bickering loudly and then we looked at each other, then at mom and asked “Which one of us was ‘honey’?”
Mom blinked twice, as if she was trying to process what just happened. “This is the reason you were fighting?” she asked sternly.
She took both of our ears and dragged us to the dining area. “If you ever do something like that again, you are grounded.” Mom said looking at both of us.
“Even me?” Dad asked.
“Yes, especially you!”, she hit him with a newspaper, “You’re a grown man for Pete’s sake.”
After our sermon from mom we ate and decided to catch up on some things. They told me about this knitting class they were going to and even this yoga class every friday they attended.
We started talking about tv shows they watched when mom suddenly gasps and says “Hey do you remember your old playmate at the hotel? He’s a famous rapper now!”
“What? Who?” i asked, puzzled.
“I forgot his name, oh what was it - uhh he plays the piano and he helped you learn how to skate remember?” she turned to dad, “Dear, do you remember his name??”
Dad, surprised by mom’s sudden question stuttered when answering “U-uhh i thin-I think his song went like umm 'A to the something with STD’ I don’t know I’m not sure”
“I got it!!” mom suddenly yelled.
Dad looked at her and asked “What?? Did you get his name??”
You thought of the name, you’ve heard it before but you can’t quite remember it. Thus leaving you and your parents confused.
“No! I won a gift card! See?” mom exclaimed while showing her phone to my dad. “Oh yeah let me google his song maybe we’ll find out his name.”
Mom proceeded to type into her phone. Unlike most moms, my mom is internet savvy, she even has a groupchat with her friends called “le amigas”
“I got it! For real this time!” mom said while chuckling. “His name is Yoongi, does that ring a bell?”
canon: they died
fanfic: fUCK YOU
Canon: and so they never met
Fanfic: here’s a funny story
Canon: There was tension and pining, but they never even kissed.
Fanfic: Actually,
Canon: Torture the cinnamon roll.
Fanfic: Torture the cinnamon roll.
Canon: When they traveled they stayed in separate rooms
Fanfic: AND. THERE. WAS. ONLY. ONE. BED!!!!!
Canon: … and they were roommates.
Fanfic: oh my god, they were roommates…
Canon: They were international assassins who assassinated assassins.
Fanfic: But hot DAMN wait till you hear about this cafe they opened
Canon: They had a coffeeshop
Fanfic: but they were ASSASSINS
Canon: they were mortal enemies and attempted to murder each other on multiple occasions
Fanfic: bUT THEY GOT MARRIED AND ADOPTED CHILDREN
Everytime I reblog this has a new addition and it’s the best
Canon: They were straight
Fanfic: Lol
THE LAST ONE IS THE BEST ONE
I love fanfic so so so much.
canon: they died
fanfic: fUCK YOU
Canon: and so they never met
Fanfic: here’s a funny story
Canon: There was tension and pining, but they never even kissed.
Fanfic: Actually,
Canon: Torture the cinnamon roll.
Fanfic: Torture the cinnamon roll.
Canon: When they traveled they stayed in separate rooms
Fanfic: AND. THERE. WAS. ONLY. ONE. BED!!!!!
Canon: … and they were roommates.
Fanfic: oh my god, they were roommates…
Canon: They were international assassins who assassinated assassins.
Fanfic: But hot DAMN wait till you hear about this cafe they opened
Canon: They had a coffeeshop
Fanfic: but they were ASSASSINS
Canon: they were mortal enemies and attempted to murder each other on multiple occasions
Fanfic: bUT THEY GOT MARRIED AND ADOPTED CHILDREN
Everytime I reblog this has a new addition and it’s the best
Canon: They were straight
Fanfic: Lol
THE LAST ONE IS THE BEST ONE
I love fanfic so so so much.
First Love
A series.
Min Yoongi and You were bestfriends who parted when they were young and failed to communicate. Yoongi pursued his dreams and you pursued yours. Both of your childhoods buried at the back of your head, never once looking back until fate decided to give you and Yoongi another chance.
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Min Yoongi x Y/N
Childhood bestfriends au
Fluff/Angst
1/?
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You were passing by designer shops on the street near your apartment, your heels clicking on the concrete as you walked. Five? No, ten shopping bags divided equally between your two arms as you strode closer to your building. Yes, your building.
You owned it after all, you are a very successful woman at the age of eighteen. Youngest CEO in south korea. Owning a booming fashion brand AND having a company that could offer anything - from video games to food chains. You had it all.
You walked through the glass doors of your building as your secretaries, Min Ho and Lee In, assisted you to your room.
"Miss Y/N, you'll be meeting your parents tomorrow at noon." Min Ho stated as he pushed the button if the elevator going up.
"At what time?" I asked
As if on cue, they both answered "At noon." They looked at each other - then to me and smiled sheepishly.
I chuckled at them. Min Ho and Lee In are one of my closest friends - since we are always together. Whenever we try to be formal with each other it just feels awkward and we end up laughing.
We got off the 24th floor, right below the rooftop. As we walked to my room they updated me of upcoming meetings and other important events I should review. I bid them my farewells and entered my room.
I looked at my watch - 8:23, still early. So I decided to work for a while before I went to sleep and prepare for my trip to Daegu tomorrow. After finishing reviewing 4 project proposals and 2 sales updates I looked at the time and realized I WAS LATE.
I got up on my feet and ran to pack and wash - up at the same time. I was brushing my teeth as I stuffed my pajamas, my shoes, my outfits inside my suitcase as well as the gifts I decided to bring home to my parents. I'll only be staying for 3 days since work is hectic right now but I packed extra just in case.
As I finalized the stuff I was going to bring, I flopped down on my bed and drifted off to sleep.
----
I inhaled the air as I got off the train. I searched for my parents who were going to pick me up today from the station. I saw my mom waving her hands as my dad jumped up and down while holding the signboard with my name on it.
"Eomma! Appa!" I yelled through the crowd while I pull my suitcase as I run towards them.
"Eomma! Appa!" I repeated as I hugged both of them, "I missed you guys."
"Us too hon, us too." Dad replied tightening his hug around us.
As we parted from our five-minute hug, mom exclaimed "Oh honey! You'll be delighted when we get home. I cooked all you favorite meals, and you can finally see Bubbles' new puppies."
"That's great mom, I'm so glad to be back" I said, smiling.
The car ride to our house was as enchanting as ever. It was nice to take a break from the bustling life of seoul. Here in Daegu we can take things slower and we can have fun and rest.
I rolled down the windows as I took a deep breath. Ah fresh air. I'm inlove.
When we got to our home our neighbors greeted and welcomed me back. I could ready smell the beef barbecue mom prepared from outside. Entering the house, I heard faint barks coming from upstairs slowly getting louder until I was greeted by our chow-chow, Bubbles. Following Bubbles were her 4 babies - cookie, milo, froyo, and chooey. Bubbles jumped on me as her puppies barked at the newly encountered intruder - me.
"Honey, dinners ready!" mom yelled from the kitchen.
"Coming mom!" “Coming hon!", dad and I yelled back at the same time. We looked at each other suspiciously.
"I'M honey." Dad stated as if taunting me to say otherwise. Of course, I knew better.
"Nuh-uh dad. I'M honey." I answered back while have a staring contest with him.
Mom walks to the living room to find me and dad having and intense staring contest.
"WHAT ARE YOU TWO IDIOTS DOING THIS TIME. I SAID DINNER WAS READY 8 MINUTES AGO."
We both blinked garnering a groan from both of us. We both started bickering loudly and then we looked at each other, then at mom and asked "Which one of us was 'honey'?"
Mom blinked twice, as if she was trying to process what just happened. "This is the reason you were fighting?" she asked sternly.
She took both of our ears and dragged us to the dining area. "If you ever do something like that again, you are grounded." Mom said looking at both of us.
"Even me?" Dad asked.
"Yes, especially you!", she hit him with a newspaper, "You're a grown man for Pete's sake."
After our sermon from mom we ate and decided to catch up on some things. They told me about this knitting class they were going to and even this yoga class every friday they attended.
We started talking about tv shows they watched when mom suddenly gasps and says "Hey do you remember your old playmate at the hotel? He's a famous rapper now!"
"What? Who?" i asked, puzzled.
"I forgot his name, oh what was it - uhh he plays the piano and he helped you learn how to skate remember?" she turned to dad, "Dear, do you remember his name??"
Dad, surprised by mom's sudden question stuttered when answering "U-uhh i thin-I think his song went like umm 'A to the something with STD' I don't know I'm not sure"
"I got it!!" mom suddenly yelled.
Dad looked at her and asked "What?? Did you get his name??"
You thought of the name, you've heard it before but you can't quite remember it. Thus leaving you and your parents confused.
"No! I won a gift card! See?" mom exclaimed while showing her phone to my dad. "Oh yeah let me google his song maybe we'll find out his name."
Mom proceeded to type into her phone. Unlike most moms, my mom is internet savvy, she even has a groupchat with her friends called "le amigas"
"I got it! For real this time!" mom said while chuckling. "His name is Yoongi, does that ring a bell?"
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Jungkook Masterlist
I will update this every time I write a new scenario ^_^
No Holding Back ft. Jimin (Angst//Fluff)
Make A Wish (Smut)
Pure Chance (Fluff)
{PART 1} Nervous Proposal (Fluff)
{PART 2} Nervous Proposal (Smut)
I Won’t Stop You (Vampire!AU, Fantasy, Smut) (Series: Completed) - Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4 // Part 5 // Part 6 // Part 7 // Part 8 // Part 9 // Part 10 // Part 11 // Part 12 // Part 13 // Part 14 // Part 15 // Part 16 // Part 17 // Part 18 // Part 19 // Part 20 // Part 21 // Part 22 // Part 23 // Part 24 // Part 25 // Part 26 // Part 27 // Part 28 // Part 29 // Final Chapter: Part 30
Yoongi - Seesaw♥️
JMJGFHHG??
Okay, but.