The “This Started as a Joke But Now I’m Committed to Writing a 100+ Page Essay About My Favorite Character” Rule Sheet

It’s not like you’re going to be penalized for breaking any of these or anything because this is all just fun, but this is just a guideline for all of us that are committed.

1. Standard essay format (12px font, Times New Roman, double-spaced)

  • You don’t technically have to do double-spaced, I guess (it would be pretty impressive if you wrote 100+ pages single-spaced, because holy shit.)
  • MLA or APA, whichever you want. Doesn’t really matter.

2. You can include a title page and table of content, which technically counts towards the goal–but if you wanna be an over-achiever, just shoot past it.

3. Pictures and visuals are fine. It’s a 100+ essay, so it would be pretty boring without things to go along with your writing and break up the text.

4. Don’t copy/paste blobs of text from the DR Wiki in lieu of actually writing it yourself, you cheater. Plenty of people have worked on/contributed to your character’s page, so they just wrote the essay for you. I wrote the majority of Sakakura’s wiki page myself, and even I’m not going to do that.

5. You don’t technically have to source anything, I guess?

6. This is a joke, don’t come to me asking why I’m taking this “too seriously” because I’m not.

anonymous asked:

out of curiosity how many blogs do you follow, do you have a blogroll?

ah i follow 422 blogs and no, i don’t have a blogroll yet ;; but im planning on making one (once i’ll get my laptop back sobs)

but those are the blogs i love the most : 


@12lee @12px @13lhg @22n @23rd @akcernam @amotae @aoibas @autummskies @baekshee @baeseoks @btees @bveathless @bwemin @cactussuga @cloudtaehyung @colorgone @cramjoon @cuddlesuga @cuteyas @evngelion @gotmeulk @gudetma


@haiiqu @haniue @hheartflia @hosoeok @illicitblue @irheon @irnperio @j1minnie @jeon-jpg @jeonpuma @jngkookz @jongday @kimjeongi @kimtqtae @knv @koyukie @kyunggsong @lavendervalar @llhoseok @lovebiotic @lrasshai


@milktu @minsugah @minysuga @mnyunki @mssuga @myhoneyoongi @namjoone @o8v @pastellyblue @pastelunnie @peach-suga @pureblxd @r-m @sebeak @see-and-remember @sehhunie @sehokjin @seoksjn @shmring @shyubi @skyberrii @soukjins @stargguk @strawberryseok @sugacreme @sungeol @syubble


@taecheol @taemed @taestheticals @taesynth @taevguk @tenyu @tofuseok @winkhyun @wydkook @yggirls @yoongity @yooseok @yuijn @yvoongi

rip i wanted to make it short but i love too many blogs

The Fall of Singapore: '75 years on, I'm still looking for answers'

Len Tadman remembers precisely the moment he heard. It was a cold February night and the nine o’clock news chimed on the family wireless set at home in Dulwich, south London. His mother was ironing. Len, then 16 years old, and two of his eight siblings were sat at the kitchen table, listening diligently. Everybody feared the worst.

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“It came on as the top story: the Fall of Singapore,” Len, recalls, adding grave emphasis to what happened on the 15 February in 1942. “My mother instantly dropped the iron to the floor ­– bang! We just sat there in silence, shaken rigid. We all knew what it meant for Tom.”

Four months before,  Len’s brother, Tom – nine years his elder and the third of his brothers to see action in World War Two – set off for India as a bombardier with the Lanarkshire Yeomanry, the British Army regiment he’d joined upon starting national service the January before. Merging into the 11th Indian Division, Tom and his colleagues initially thought they’d be sent to fight in the Middle East. By December, though, they were hastily posted to the Malay peninsula ­– chiefly to defend the vital British fortress of Singapore (‘the Gibraltar of the East’) against a Japanese army galvanised by Pearl Harbour and already advancing.

Tom Tadman (2nd row, on the left) in India with the Lanarkshire Yeomanry  Credit: Andrew Crowley/Telegraph

What followed over the next six weeks would be remembered as one of Britain’s greatest military failures, as well as arguably the darkest mark on Winston Churchill’s legacy as a wartime leader. Japanese troops landed in Singapore on February 7th, having already battled British forces across the peninsula for two months. On Singapore, they unleashed a ferocious ground invasion that British, Indian and Australian forces were scarcely readied for. In swamp-like conditions, the battle-hardened invaders were unpredictable and far more at adept in jungle warfare than the British. 

Advancing on Singapore with tens of thousands of men, Allied forces – healthy in numbers but left woefully exposed through a series of strategic errors both on the ground and in Britain – were comprehensively beaten within a week. Singapore fell, and with it the Japanese took almost 100,000 prisoners of war, including 25-year-old Tom.

Finding out quite what happened next to his brother has been a question Len’s tried to answer for the last 75 years, “a life’s work”. Now a sprightly 88 year-old living near Orpington with family, he has devoted himself to campaigning for a greater appreciation for what happened in Singapore. Today, he cannot veil his anger.

“Those men just didn’t stand a chance,” he says, his voice cracking. “They were ill-prepared, lacking in air cover, and fighting against nature as much as the enemy. I can’t just blame Churchill, but those in charge of the Singapore strategy were intelligent men, and they showed total, total stupidity.”

A telegram, written by Tom just before the Fall of Singapore Credit: Andrew Crowley/Telegraph

Initially, Tom was classified as one of thousands declared 'missing’ in the conflict, but a letter arrived at the Tadman household in August of 1942 from Tom’s senior officers indicating he was alive, held as a POW at the mercy of the notorious Japanese forces. While many POWs were moved to construct the Burma railway (the horrors of which were immortalised in The Bridge Over the River Kwai), Tom was held in Changi, on the east of Singapore, before being mysteriously moved to a labour camp in Borneo with five other men.

“That’s where it went cold. We had nothing for three years,” Len says. “When the end of the war came, in 1945, my mother told my siblings and I, 'nobody is going to do any celebrating until Tom’s been released,’ so we did just that, we waited.”

Weeks later, their worst fear was confirmed. A letter came confirming Tom had died in April 1945, just 12 weeks before the Japanese surrender. 

Tom’s handkerchief and pin, two of the few objects Len Tadman still owns connected to his brother Credit: Andrew Crowley/Telegaph

“Nobody wanted to go to the Far East, they told me they’d rather have done D-Day. Everybody knew how brutal the Japanese could be. When we the war ended, the first thing my mother said was, 'I wish he had gone at the very beginning, fighting. He didn’t need to go through that,’” Len says, wiping a tear away.

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In the ensuing decades, the younger Tadman siblings – led by Len, who worked in government research before joining BT – made it their mission to find Tom’s grave for their mother. With his two youngest sisters, Dorothy and Alice, Len traipsed around military reunions asking anyone if they knew Tom; they scoured archives, appealed to the government and even visited Singapore and Borneo five times to retrace his steps. Parts of the story emerged, such as the likelihood Tom was tortured to death after a failed escape, but, like thousands of other families, no grave has ever been identified. Tom is now commemorated on the Kranji Memorial in Singapore. For the 75th anniversary of the fall, this week, Len has sent a wreath to Labuan island, off Borneo.

Today, only Len and his sister, Cissie, who is 94, survive. Len’s bungalow is filled with family treasures, but only a scant few to remember Tom by. There’s a maroon handkerchief with white racehorses on it, a few wartime correspondences and, tucked in the corner of his dining room, an innocuous wooden table.

“Tom made that when he was 13 years old,” Len says, giving the table a fraternal tap. “That table’s my only connection to him now. I look at it and just hope he’s found calm. He didn’t deserve to go like that. None of them did.”

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