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This is Shigeru Mizuki

He was born March 8 1922 and passed away November 30 2015 at age 93.

Mizuki-san was a manga-ka and historian, most famous for his Kitaro manga, Which he started publishing in 1960.

I could give a textbook account of him and everything he’s done and his influence on Japanese culture and revival of the interest in Yokai in Japan as a whole, but I just want to point out some very small things about him;

The first is, unlike a lot of Manga-ka of the 60s, Mizuki did not learn to draw Manga from Tezuka’s school…. or any school at all. He was one of those weird ‘natural talents’ you always hear about but actual examples of are hard to find. Mizuki was one such person. He just inately knew how to draw. And as a result, despite influences from other manga at the time, his characters generally don’t resemble what we think of when we think of ‘60s manga’

Not to mention that, despite his preferred art style, he was diverse in what he could do with how he drew, easily going from his more cartoony drawings to a more realistic style, sometimes doing both at once.

Mizuki-san was drafted into the Japanese Imperial Army during WWII, and during the war contracted malaria and lost his left arm during an explosion.

He was left-handed.

However, despite disease, losing his drawing-hand, being the only surviving member of his unit and literally being ‘ordered to die’ by his superiors, Mizuki survived the war and taught himself to draw with his right hand and just kept going.

His manga that he’s famous for were all done after he lost his dominant arm.

All his manga have a personal autobiographical touch to them. Whether it’s “Showa” which is literally a historical account of what Japan was like from the 20s to the 80s, to Kitaro, which is about the stories of Yokai told to him by his elderly neighbour, all his manga have something personal about them.

He is a cultural icon in Japan for keeping traditional ghost stories and creatures alive in the modern consciousness, as well as his contributions to Japanese history regarding WWII. He traveled the world, gathering ghost stories and traditional folklore from other countries as well.

He’s been awarded a string of awards I’m not even gonna attempt to list, although personally I feel most noteworthy is the ‘Personal of Cultural Merit’ award in 2010 and the ‘Order of the Rising Sun’ Award.

But again, that is his importance historically and culturally, whereas I find his personal struggles regarding the loss of his arm and just relearning how to draw something more personal to know as an artist.

With this in mind, He is also noteworthy for never really following the idea that most manga-ka of the time had that ‘you only need 3 hours sleep a night’ or to keep working without rest. Mizuki never really followed that belief. He got a full night’s sleep every night, and fully believed in actually LIVING life, and not just spending your entire life behind a desk, drawing.

He later joked offhandedly that at age 90 he was still around whereas everyone else of the same time period making manga had long since died.

I feel this is incredibly important to remember. Tezuka believed in working non-stop and barely sleeping. And he is undoubtedly the most important contributor to what we think of as manga today. But Mizuki-san, who is just as important to Japanese culture, believed in sleeping well, living life, and being happy. And he was ALSO important, created amazing work, and is recognized as a master.

You don’t need to work yourself to death to be an artist.

Mizuki-san had a list of ‘7 rules to happiness’, which I honestly feel is worth remembering. It may be things we’ve heard before, but this coming from a man, who went through active war, lost limbs, nearly died,retaught himself how to draw because he wasn’t able to give up, made an impact on Japanese culture, believed in living life, refused to overwork himself and lived to the age of 93, it feels like you can trust his advice. because he’s someone who’s seen some serious shit, but he was happy, and he’d learned how to be happy. And from what I’ve heard remained happy and content until he died of natural causes.

Number 1

‘Don’t try to win – Success is not the measure of life. Just do what you enjoy. Be happy.’

Number 2

‘Follow your curiosity – Do what you feel drawn towards, almost like a compulsion. What you would do without money or reward.’

Number 3

‘Pursue what you enjoy – Don’t worry if other people find you foolish. Look at all the people in the world who are eccentric—they are so happy! Follow your own path.’

Number 4

‘Believe in the power of love – Doing what you love, being with people you love. Nothing is more important.’

Number 5

‘Talent and income are unrelated – Money is not the reward of talent and hard work. Self-satisfaction is the goal. Your efforts are worthy if you do what you love.’

Number 6

‘Take it easy – Of course you need to work, but don’t overdo it! Without rest, you’ll burn yourself out.’

Number 7

‘Believe in what you cannot see – The things that mean the most are things you cannot hold in your hand.’

“From my earliest years, the first thing that I saw was suffering. And if I couldn’t rebel when I was a child, it was only because I was an unaware being then. But the sorrows of my grandparents and parents were recorded in my memory during those years of unawareness. How many times did I see our mother cry because she couldn’t give us the bread that we asked for! And yet our father worked without resting for a minute. Why couldn’t we eat the bread that we needed if our father worked so hard? That was the first question whose answer I found in social injustice. And, since that same injustice exists today, thirty years later, I don’t see why, now that I’m conscious of this, that I should stop fighting to abolish it.”
— Buenaventura Durruti

CLC HAS BEEN PROMOTING HOBGOBLIN FOR MORE THAN ONE MONTH AND THEY STILL DIDNT GET THEIR FIRST WIN THEYVE BEEN SERVING LOOKS N TALENT SINGING LIVE IN EVERY STAGE WORKING HARD WITHOUT RESTING FOR 5 WEEKS STRAIGHT N WHAT DO THEY GET IN RETURN

anonymous asked:

How about 28 and creation of 5.0.5. Could be paperhat or implied paperhat, your choice

”This is why we can’t have nice things.”

Blackhat stood with his hands on his hips, eyebrows raised, bearing witness to the disaster occurring in front of him. Flug had been about to show him his newest invention, a serum that could animate an inanimate object and give it an aggressively protective personality over whoever created it, but with only a few hours a sleep under his belt the doctor had become increasingly clumsy. So, when he went to grab the serum off his desk, he’d accidently knocked it aside, and over half of it had spilled onto a flower that Flug had been tending to in his off hours.

Flug cursed and righted the flask before it could empty, but he groaned in frustration.

“Ah jeez, Blackhat sir, I-I’m so so sorry,” he stuttered. Blackhat was tempted to yell and get angry about the screw up, but when he heard the scientist yawn he realized just how hard the man had been working without rest. So Blackhat grasped Flug’s shoulder and took the flask and set it on the counter.

“Go get some rest, Flug,” he ordered. “You can show me the invention tomorrow when you’re well rested.” Flug seemed ready to protest, but Blackhat halted him with a “if you don’t go to sleep now, I will get angry.” Flug relented, and trudged off towards his room. Meanwhile, Blackhat glanced at the flower that was seemingly shivering in it’s pot. Then he shrugged and walked off towards his study to make a few phone calls.

The next morning…

Flug walked into the lab with his hand under his bag to rubbing the sleep away from his eyes. He shook his head a few times to dispel the grogginess, and then he turned to his lab to find-

“What the hell!” Flug shouted. Lying on the desk on top of a broken flower pot sat a small furry creature. The thing yawned and stretched as Flug cautiously approached, and then it locked its gaze onto him.

“My serum must have created you,” Flug whispered revertantly. “But… I would have thought you would have been bigger… and more bodyguard like…” Now standing over the creature, Flug reached down to touch it fearfully. The small thing made a noise like a small puppy and stuck it’s tongue out. Then Flug’s fingers touched down on it’s fur-covered head and it made an excited squealing noise and rubbed upwards into his palm.

Flug’s heart melted.

Suddenly, the little monster found itself scooped up and level with the doctor’s face. The bear shaped animal was barely as big as both of Flug’s hands, and that made the scientist grin even wider. When it swiped a paw out and papped Flug on the nose beneath his bag, that was what sealed his fate.

“I’m gonna keep you safe forever and ever little guy,” he said under his breath. “I should give you a name through… huh…” Looking around, Flug spotted the label of the serum that had created the creature before him, first. He felt extremely awkward for even thinking that it could be a  good name, but then again, Flug had never been the one to name experiments. “You’re gonna be called 5.0.5.; named after the invention that created you.”

Then Blackhat walked in.

“What. Is. That?” the eldritch inquired. Flug, still utterly entranced by his new friend, went running up to Blackhat and held his arms out to present the little bear.

“This is 5.0.5, sir!” he exclaimed. “They were grown out of the serum spill yesterday!” The little creature’s head flower perked up and it stuck it’s tongue out again as Blackhat examined it.

“It does not seem very … protective…” Blackhat grumbled. Flug’s enthusiasm burnt out for a moment, as he pulled his new friend back to his chest.

“Well.. I… I think that may be because of…” Flug scrambled to come up with a valid reason. “Because… Oh!! It’s probably because a flower isn’t an inanimate object! I mean, it doesn’t move much to our eyes, but it’s alive and functioning nonetheless, so something different must have happened to create this little guy.”

“So are you telling me that this creature won’t be a fearsome bodyguard for us?”

“Well, probably not, sir…”

“Then dispose of it.” Flug’s functioning ground to a stop.

“I… what?”

“Get rid of it?”

“B-but sir! I want to keep it!” Blackhat tilted his head in question.

“Why?” Without thinking about it, Flug became protective over his creation; his chest puffing out, and his legs taking a strong stance.

“Because I love this little creature, and want to keep it safe,” Flug stated firmly. “Even you have to agree that it’s awful cute, right!?” The bear was shoved into Blackhat’s face and he found himself unable to move. The creature blinked it’s big wet eyes, and then leaned forward to bap it’s nose into the space between Blackhat’s eyes. This caused something in Blackhat’s chest  to squeeze violently.

When Flug brought 5.0.5 back to his own face, and snuggled at it, the thing in Blackhat’s chest nearly squeezed so hard he feel to his knees.

Holy shit that cute, Blackhat thought. Before he could change his mind the eldritch wheezed out,

“You can keep the bear.”

Then he straightened himself back up to standing while trying to hide his flustered state by fixing his suit coat. Therefore, he wasn’t prepared for Flug throwing his arms around his shoulders for a hug in his excitement, after setting 5.0.5 on a nearby counter.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you, Blackhat sir!!!” he shouted. At this point, Blackhat was almost sure that his heart was going to explode form emotional overload.  As soon as Flug let go, Blackhat gave the doctor a curt nod and made towards the exit. When he glanced over his shoulder, he could see Flug animatedly talking to the 5.0.5 creature, and nearly shaking from joy.

Blackhat left the lab knowing that his next stop was going to be his bed, so that he could find a pillow to scream all of his extra emotions into. Flug was going to be killing him twice as fast with his new companion, so he might as well take the opportunity to extend that time by at least a little bit.



Hey anon, I hope you like this little short fic! i went with adding some cute paperhat at the end cause Blackhat is gonna die over how cute his scientist is, but yeah! i think 5.0.5 was created on accident and so, this is kinda of how I interpreted that! I hope you like this and thank you for the request!

SNL - Harry Styles Imagine

When you’d heard that Harry Styles was going to be on your show, it was all you could do not to scream out loud. You’d been a One Direction fan for years. Now days, however, you were less vocal about it.

You were young, and fond of comedy and writing, so being a comedy writer for SNL seemed perfect for you. You’d only been here for a little longer than four months, but you’d already become a favorite of the cast for your skits. You were by far one of the youngest writers on set.

When Lorne came to you and asked you to write the new “Celebrity Family Feud” episode you were considerably excited. Not only would you get to write an episode of one of your favorite parody skits, but you got to write a part for Harry Styles. It would be an under statement to say that you were excited.

“Wow, you look very nice today,” your coworker Kate McKinnon said with raised eyebrows.

“Thanks,” you said, pushing a strand of hair behind your ear.

“Any particular reason?” She asked, nudging you. She was one of your best friends on set so you thought you could trust her with your secret.

“Well, to be honest, I’m a big One Direction fan, I’m excited to see Harry,” You admitted sheepishly.

“Oh really,” Kate said mischievously. “Well he’s here I think.”

“He is!” You said nervously, you hadn’t been able to prepare yourself.

“Yeah, I’ll introduce you,” she was grinning with glee.

“Kate!” You tried to stop her.

“Hey Harry!” Kate called, and seemingly out of no where Harry Edward Styles began to saunter towards her. When Harry reached you, Kate had the grin of the Cheshire Cat.

“This is y/n, she’s a huge fan,” Kate said and simply walked off, leaving you alone with Harry. You felt your stomach lurch with nervousness.

“Hello y/n,” Harry said in his deep sultry voice.

“Hi,” you said, making sure you smiled, and didn’t look like a dying fish or something.

“I really like Sign of the Times,” you blurted. “I mean it’s just amazing, it really speaks to me about the state of the world. It’s so powerful and beautiful, and different from anything anyone else is doing, I just I wanted to let you know….I really like it…” you tapered off, feeling awkward all at once.

“Thanks,” Harry said, and he was genuinely smiling with gratefulness. “I was worried it wouldn’t work without the rest of the boy.”

“Don’t get me wrong, I love the boys, but this song is just monumental!” You said smiling.

“Wow, that’s really kind of you,” Harry smiled. Soon you were talking like you’d been old friends forever. It was wonderful, you couldn’t imagine a nicer person to talk with. He’s was so real, so genuine, there was nothing fake or showy about him.

Eventually, of course, everyone had to get to rehearsal, and you enjoyed watching Harry in the skit you’d written. As he was practicing, he turned to you, and winked. However, this action was not unnoticed by one cast member.

“Harry, stop flirting with Y/N!” Jimmy called jovially, and Harry blushed. You began to blush as well, but felt your heart swell happily. “You can use your Styles charm on her later,” Jimmy laughed.

In a little bit it was time for Harry to practice his song. You stood there in awe, as Harry’s powerful, ground breaking voice rang out. The words seemed to vibrate your heart.

When he finished, everyone applauded. You were so proud of Harry that you began to tear up a bit. You’d been there for his Xfactor days, and for the first album, through all the tours, and to know he’d gotten so far made you so happy.

As Harry sauntered over to you, you wiped your eyes quickly to hide your emotions. However, as he walked closer, seeing him made you well up all over again. Without thinking you threw your arms around him, hugging him tight.

“That was awesome,” you spoke into his shoulder.

“Thanks,” he mumbled back, seeming to be thankful for the hug. He was shaking a bit, he must’ve been nervous. You let him go, and stepped back, embarrassed at your outburst. However, when you looked up his eyes were sparkling, and he was looking at you gently.

“So you wanna get some coffee after this?” He asked abruptly.

You had to hold yourself back from saying, “who me?!” You were amazed to see your dreams coming true before your eyes.

“Yes definitely!” You exclaimed. “Here’s my number, just in case I’m doing something when you finish rehearsal,” you said excitedly, scrawling your number on a piece of paper.

“Awesome, thank you,” Harry said grinning at the paper you handed him.

“Y/n!” one of the other writers was calling you.

“I guess I have to go,” you said drearily.

“Alright, well I’ll see you later,” Harry winked and you smiled brightly at him before running off.

Harry x Uma x Gil Headcanons

Originally posted by adisneylover92things

+ They are protective af.

+ Really, don’t mess with one of them if you’re not ready to deal with the other two.

+ Back on the isle, they used to sleep with Uma in Captain’s Quarters, and she would sleep in the middle of them.

+ But, sometimes Gil had a lot of nightmares, so they would switch places to make him feel safe.

+ So, when they went to Auradon (only after Ben tell them that the rest of the crew could go too), and Ben told them that Harry and Gil would share a room and Uma would stay in another one, Uma and Harry got angry while Gil was confused.

“What do you mean Uma’s not staying with us?”

“Harry, these are the rules. Boys and girls stay in opposite rooms.”

“Why?” - Gil asked and Ben didn’t know how to explain it to him - “We always stay together, right?”

“Sure thing, Gil.” - Uma answered, trying hard not to lose her temper - “I don’t care about your stupid rules Beastie-Boy, I’m staying with them.”

+ Mal, Evie, Jay and Carlos were there too, but none of them could convince the Sea Three to do otherwise. So that took them into a very long conversation with Fairy Godmother, who took Uma to her room even with the three protesting.

+ Uma didn’t have a roomate. No girl wanted to room with her, and she was fine with that. 

+ Uma and Gil had a very serious conversation with Ben explaining why he or anyone would never try to take Harry’s hook away from him. Fairy Godmother spelled the hook, so Harry couldn’t use to hurt anyone but could walk with it.

+ In their first night, Harry couldn’t sleep. He was trying to calm Gil down, who was too tired and slept quickly, but woke up sweating after a nightmare of his father pointing his hunting gun to him. So Harry decided that those rules were too stupid and they needed Uma.

+ They walked to her room, only to find her having another panic attack after dream memories of her mother wrapping her tentacles around her neck, almost hanging her; with the way she forced her to work, sometimes without any rest and the way she was bullied for years.

+ Harry and Gil pulled her into a hug, Gil letting her cry on his chest and Harry whispering to her that everything was fine, telling her to breathe, until she was fine. Or as fine as she could be after that. But they stayed with her. 

+ After a long hour, Uma and Gil went back to sleep. Harry, instead, kept his eyes on them. He had his own issues, but he saved them for himself. He had to make sure that they were safe.

+ When was almost morning, he allowed himself to take a quick nap and it was when Fairy Godmother entered the room with the Core Four, and started to scold them.

+ Harry got pissed and started to scream what had happened to Uma and Gil during the night, telling her that their stupid rules wouldn’t make his friends feel bad again.

+ Uma ran her fingers through his hair to make him calm down and he practically melted in her touch.

+ Let’s just say that now they are allowed to sleep in each other’s rooms and they do it with pleasure.

+ Uma was finally able to take that smell of shrimp out off her hair. Harry and Gil kinda miss it, but she still has the smell of the sea breeze that they just love.

+ They have a bunch of matching tattoos that Harry did it.

+ Uma won’t admit it, but she’s the most jealous of them. She just can’t stand those Auradon brats flirting with her boys.

+ Harry is very jealous too, but instead of yell at them (like Uma does), he scares them in a way that he makes sure they’ll never forget.

+ Gil never notices when someone’s flirting with him because he’s too busy being in love with Uma and Harry.

+ Harry hates go to school every single day; Gil doesn’t mind but he hates when he has to read out loud because he does it really slowly and some people laugh; Uma kinda likes it, because sometimes her mother forbade her to go to school to work in the chip shop, but sometimes, school really lets her stressed.

+ Uma started to help Gil with reading and writing, and Harry with counting. But that didn’t mean that she had stopped giving them “a little help” during tests.

+ The teachers ended up discovering that she’s really, really smart, so she started taking advanced classes with Evie, Carlos and Doug.

+ Harry and Gil were absolutely proud of her. And she was proud of herself. Her mother was wrong, she wasn’t a dumb useless girl, and she would never be.

+ It was a little awkward in the start. She still had her issues with Mal that wound’t disappear so soon. So, she sat alone and decided to just pay attention and pretend they weren’t there.

+ They could finally show affection, and it was very confusing for everyone when they saw Uma saying goodbye to them kissing each one on the lips before going to her class. And even more when Harry did the same with Gil.

+ People started telling rumors about them until Uma decided she was done with that. They started to walk holding hands and kissing more. 

+ One day, Chad asked what was going on between them and Gil was the one who answered.

“We’re, how do you say here? Dating?”

“That’s not allowed! One person can’t love two people the same way!”

“I thought you guys believed in true love… How sad.” - Gil said and walked away.

+ Don’t you dare say that one of them will be left behind someday. You will be dead.

+ Harry is not the only one who loves when Uma pets his hair. Gil loves it too, especially when he’s sleepy or sad.

+ Cuddles. 

+ Harry loves to give them nicknames. For Uma: love, sea goddess, darling / For Gil: pretty boy, sunshine, goldilocks. And a lot more.

+ Uma used to wake up very early to work, and as old habits die hard, she still does. But now, she just watches her boys sleeping.

+ They have these days when they need to stay in the room, because their memories still hurt them. Yes, they cry somtimes. But luckly they are there for each other.

Hamilton Chicago Cast Analysis, or I Try to Explain My Feelings About Aaron Burr

This past month I got to see Hamilton in Chicago, which was just about as incredible as you’d expect, and because I am the sort of person who has a Lot Of Thoughts about things and also the sort of person who has a Lot Of Feelings about Aaron Burr, I wanted to word vomit about how acting choices change Burr’s character. 

 
(Of course, when babbling about Burr’s character, I mean musical Burr, not historical Burr. I enjoy historical Burr too, but largely for the “what the fuck are you doing” factor; obviously, musical Burr isn’t and, for the sake of the narrative, shouldn’t be an exact replica of his historical counterpart.) 

 
(Also, when I saw Hamilton in Chicago, I saw Daniel Breaker as Burr and Miguel Cervantes as Hamilton, both of whom are excellent actors and beautiful singers. My only real points of comparison are Leslie Odom Jr.’s Burr and Lin-Manuel Miranda’s Hamilton as they exist in the cast album, clips online, etc.) 


From the beginning of the Chicago production, I was listening to Burr and thinking, “This is so different. How is this so different? What is so different about this??” I didn’t really know until “Wait For It”; right at the end, Burr closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and held his hands palms-down at his sides, visibly calming himself and visibly reminding himself to, essentially, wait. He believed that he needed to wait in order to get ahead and so he made a conscious, strategic choice to do so. LOJ’s Burr wouldn’t have done that, because he did not need to remind himself to wait; waiting was what he did. It was who he was.

 
The other really telling moment for me was during “Ten Duel Commandments,” when Burr says “Okay so we’re doing this.” DB’s Burr said this with a lot more humor and bemusement and a lot less resignation than LOJ’s Burr. It also came across like a joke or an aside to the audience, whereas LOJ’s Burr delivered his asides (“okay so we’re doing this,” “this should be fun,” “sweet Jesus”) as though he were making comments to himself. They weren’t Burr’s asides to the audience so much as they were Burr’s asides to Burr. LOJ’s Burr of course interacted with and addressed the audience (or the listener, in the case of the cast album), since Burr is the narrator, but there was almost always the sense that he was holding something back, maybe even from himself and certainly from us. 


I think these two moments say a lot about how differently DB and LOJ play Burr. DB’s Burr is not cautious because he is a fundamentally reserved, cautious person; he’s cautious because it’s a choice. He’s slicker. He’s funnier. He’s more charming and more open with both his anger and his sorrow. You can see him make calculating political decisions (going immediately to Madison and Jefferson after Hamilton’s rejection in “Schuyler Defeated”). He plays his cards close to his chest, but he plays them that way because it’s a strategy; it’s how he gets ahead. It becomes something he does, rather than something he is. His caution is external rather than internal; he’s cautious because that’s how the thinks he can succeed, not because that’s how he thinks he can survive. The tragedy of his taking the fatal shot in the duel is that after so much careful calculation, so much strategizing, he makes this reckless, wild choice; he waited too long, his career fell apart around him, and he finds himself in the wreckage with seemingly no other options. 

 
On the other hand, LOJ’s Burr is solemn. He is serious and sad; from the clips I’ve seen and from what friends who’ve seen him in the role have told me, he’s also unbelievably still on stage, until “Room Where It Happens.” Everything about him is directed inwards, and because of this quiet sophistication, there is always the sense that a million things are happening somewhere deep inside his head. Campaigning exhausts this Burr (“honestly, it’s kinda draining”) because his is not a political temperament, but he wants power, he wants influence, he wants to be able to do what Hamilton can do. In the moments when we get a sense of what he’s feeling (“Wait For It,” “Room Where It Happens,” “World Was Wide Enough”), this mixture of sorrow and fury comes bursting through the cracks in his caution and his fear, and it’s powerful. Those moments are for himself; we’re watching him sing “Wait For It,” but he’s singing for himself. His anger is so different, too; when he gets mad (“Your Obedient Servant,” “World Was Wide Enough”), his rage is icy and cruel and seething, and it goes deep. In the end, when LOJ’s Burr pulls the trigger, the tragedy is that in the single moment when it mattered the most, he resisted his fundamental impulse to wait. He acted contrary to who he was as a person, to everything he believed, and paid the price. The most painful moment in the cast album for me is when Burr yells “WAIT!” after realizing Hamilton threw away his shot; Burr didn’t wait, and he can’t go back in time and make himself wait. The one time he truly, truly should have waited is the one time he didn’t. 


It’s also true that how Hamilton is played affects how Burr comes across. LMM’s Hamilton is constantly manic with energy, with desperation, with need. Even during his final monologue, when he’s become tired and gray with the weight of his life, he’s still a little bit manic. MC’s Hamilton is a little quieter. He’s cocky, he’s arrogant, he’s passionate and overzealous, but the reserve absent in Burr is present in him. I believed the other characters when they said he wrote like he needed it to survive; he is tightly coiled and a little bit on fire, always, like a low thrum rather than a constant buzz. I adore LMM’s Hamilton and I think LMM is pretty incredible in general, but his Hamilton always felt like a very different person than the character I imagined when I read Hamilton’s letters. MC’s Hamilton, though, felt very much like the Hamilton I imagined. He was still hot-headed, he still had no idea how to talk less, but his pain and trauma dampened him and weighed on him from the beginning. I kept thinking abut how historical Hamilton spent months in bed after the war; as a trauma survivor and someone with PTSD, I connected immediately to the growing ache that built up in MC’s Hamilton as Laurens died, as Phillip died, as his life crumbled around him. 

 
I think what results from all of this is that the relationship between Hamilton and Burr changes. LMM’s Hamilton and LOJ’s Burr are foils of one another; they are both brilliant, prodigious men who are motivated, primarily, by fear. They’ve both been orphaned and abandoned at a young age and they are both working, as best they can, to avoid feeling that pain ever again. Hamilton does this by working, without rest or pause, to create a legacy; if he can’t be forgotten, then he can’t be abandoned, and no one will ever discount or ignore him again. (I think this is really supported by realizing that “Non-Stop” comes right after the Laurens Interlude; loss and abandonment result in mania, result in a desperate need to create something that cannot die.) Burr, on the other hand, manages his fear by waiting; if he is careful and cautious, if he waits for what he wants, then he can understand the world, he can avoid mistakes, he can create the life he wants. If he refuses to be reckless, then he can’t be blindsided by pain or by loss. His caution is not a political strategy, “Room Where It Happens” is not a strategic decision; his caution is the armor he wears to survive. Ultimately, with LOJ’s Burr and LMM’s Hamilton, the ways Burr and Hamilton are different serve largely to illuminate the ways in which they are the same. 


DB’s Burr, on the other hand, because he was so much more strategic and so much more political, seemed more like an antagonist than LOJ’s Burr did for me. Played against MC’s more reserved, more internal Hamilton, his Burr becomes Hamilton’s opponent first and foremost; Burr and Hamilton are playing a long, slow game of chess, always working against each other, each move bringing them closer and closer to the inevitable checkmate. They start Act I wary of one another but still friends; as we move through Act II, the gap between them gets wider and wider and it seems hard to believe they were ever friends. They have nothing in common. They are so unlike each other. Their relationship is defined by the ways they are different, not the ways they are the same.

Visions to Toast Perfect Looks

Love is a ghost hiding in the rafter,
Winking behind the post, mocking any laughter
Taunting each meeting and every day greeting
Haunting and fleeting even while eating.

Even still, together still, better still to breathe as two
One day will arrive with deep sighs like a dawn dew
Faults laid in a bucket, no need for their wells
Enjoying​ silent words, spilled misspelled spells.

Resting without work, working without rest
Too much of a good thing is a daring test
Of endurance without that special perk
Like a centrifuge magnifying the spin of each quirk.

Pedaling hard and feeling blue
In an igloo without special glue
Puzzling days roll from a guillotine
Fingers alight on a mysterious screen.

In a gilded birdcage on a trapeze
Letter by letter flying with ease,
For a Happy Ending down the road
Her mind radiantly tap dances in Morse code.

Searching for a taboo Forest of Gold
What he only knows is a force of cold
Purloined mind flying through the trees
Bringing on a pontifical wheeze.

Until it wrings in the most, love is a ghost
Sure to beckon visions to toast
Garish recollections that disturb monster lies
Until imperfections bring perfect looks from your eyes.

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4/11/17

nature.com
The quantum source of space-time
Many physicists believe that entanglement is the essence of quantum weirdness — and some now suspect that it may also be the essence of space-time geometry.

In early 2009, determined to make the most of his first sabbatical from teaching, Mark Van Raamsdonk decided to tackle one of the deepest mysteries in physics: the relationship between quantum mechanics and gravity. After a year of work and consultation with colleagues, he submitted a paper on the topic to the Journal of High Energy Physics.

In April 2010, the journal sent him a rejection — with a referee’s report implying that Van Raamsdonk, a physicist at the University of British Columbia in Vancouver, was a crackpot.

His next submission, to General Relativity and Gravitation, fared little better: the referee’s report was scathing, and the journal’s editor asked for a complete rewrite.

Quantum ‘spookiness’ passes toughest test yet

But by then, Van Raamsdonk had entered a shorter version of the paper into a prestigious annual essay contest run by the Gravity Research Foundation in Wellesley, Massachusetts. Not only did he win first prize, but he also got to savour a particularly satisfying irony: the honour included guaranteed publication in General Relativity and Gravitation. The journal published the shorter essay1 in June 2010.

Still, the editors had good reason to be cautious. A successful unification of quantum mechanics and gravity has eluded physicists for nearly a century. Quantum mechanics governs the world of the small — the weird realm in which an atom or particle can be in many places at the same time, and can simultaneously spin both clockwise and anticlockwise. Gravity governs the Universe at large — from the fall of an apple to the motion of planets, stars and galaxies — and is described by Albert Einstein’s general theory of relativity, announced 100 years ago this month. The theory holds that gravity is geometry: particles are deflected when they pass near a massive object not because they feel a force, said Einstein, but because space and time around the object are curved.

Both theories have been abundantly verified through experiment, yet the realities they describe seem utterly incompatible. And from the editors’ standpoint, Van Raamsdonk’s approach to resolving this incompatibility was  strange. All that’s needed, he asserted, is ‘entanglement’: the phenomenon that many physicists believe to be the ultimate in quantum weirdness. Entanglement lets the measurement of one particle instantaneously determine the state of a partner particle, no matter how far away it may be — even on the other side of the Milky Way.

Einstein loathed the idea of entanglement, and famously derided it as “spooky action at a distance”. But it is central to quantum theory. And Van Raamsdonk, drawing on work by like-minded physicists going back more than a decade, argued for the ultimate irony — that, despite Einstein’s objections, entanglement might be the basis of geometry, and thus of Einstein’s geometric theory of gravity. “Space-time,” he says, “is just a geometrical picture of how stuff in the quantum system is entangled.”

“I had understood something that no one had understood before.”

This idea is a long way from being proved, and is hardly a complete theory of quantum gravity. But independent studies have reached much the same conclusion, drawing intense interest from major theorists. A small industry of physicists is now working to expand the geometry–entanglement relationship, using all the modern tools developed for quantum computing and quantum information theory.

Einstein was no lone genius

“I would not hesitate for a minute,” says physicist Bartłomiej Czech of Stanford University in California, “to call the connections between quantum theory and gravity that have emerged in the last ten years revolutionary.”

Gravity without gravity

Much of this work rests on a discovery2 announced in 1997 by physicist Juan Maldacena, now at the Institute for Advanced Study in Princeton, New Jersey. Maldacena’s research had led him to consider the relationship between two seemingly different model universes. One is a cosmos similar to our own. Although it neither expands nor contracts, it has three dimensions, is filled with quantum particles and obeys Einstein’s equations of gravity. Known as anti-de Sitter space (AdS), it is commonly referred to as the bulk. The other model is also filled with elementary particles, but it has one dimension fewer and doesn’t recognize gravity. Commonly known as the boundary, it is a mathematically defined membrane that lies an infinite distance from any given point in the bulk, yet completely encloses it, much like the 2D surface of a balloon enclosing a 3D volume of air. The boundary particles obey the equations of a quantum system known as conformal field theory (CFT).

Maldacena discovered that the boundary and the bulk are completely equivalent. Like the 2D circuitry of a computer chip that encodes the 3D imagery of a computer game, the relatively simple, gravity-free equations that prevail on the boundary contain the same information and describe the same physics as the more complex equations that rule the bulk.

“It’s kind of a miraculous thing,” says Van Raamsdonk. Suddenly, he says, Maldacena’s duality gave physicists a way to think about quantum gravity in the bulk without thinking about gravity at all: they just had to look at the equivalent quantum state on the boundary. And in the years since, so many have rushed to explore this idea that Maldacena’s paper is now one of the most highly cited articles in physics.

Quantum weirdness: What’s really real?

Among the enthusiasts was Van Raamsdonk, who started his sabbatical by pondering one of the central unsolved questions posed by Maldacena’s discovery: exactly how does a quantum field on the boundary produce gravity in the bulk? There had already been hints3 that the answer might involve some sort of relation between geometry and entanglement. But it was unclear how significant these hints were: all the earlier work on this idea had dealt with special cases, such as a bulk universe that contained a black hole. So Van Raamsdonk decided to settle the matter, and work out whether the relationship was true in general, or was just a mathematical oddity.

He first considered an empty bulk universe, which corresponded to a single quantum field on the boundary. This field, and the quantum relationships that tied various parts of it together, contained the only entanglement in the system. But now, Van Raamsdonk wondered, what would happen to the bulk universe if that boundary entanglement were removed?

He was able to answer that question using mathematical tools4 introduced in 2006 by Shinsei Ryu, now at the University of Illinois at Urbana–Champaign, and Tadashi Takanagi, now at the Yukawa Institute for Theoretical Physics at Kyoto University in Japan. Their equations allowed him to model a slow and methodical reduction in the boundary field’s entanglement, and to watch the response in the bulk, where he saw space-time steadily elongating and pulling apart (see ‘The entanglement connection’). Ultimately, he found, reducing the entanglement to zero would break the space-time into disjointed chunks, like chewing gum stretched too far.

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The geometry–entanglement relationship was general, Van Raamsdonk realized. Entanglement is the essential ingredient that knits space-time together into a smooth whole — not just in exotic cases with black holes, but always.

“I felt that I had understood something about a fundamental question that perhaps nobody had understood before,” he recalls: “Essentially, what is space-time?”

Entanglement and Einstein

The origins of space and time

Quantum entanglement as geometric glue — this was the essence of Van Raamsdonk’s rejected paper and winning essay, and an idea that has increasingly resonated among physicists. No one has yet found a rigorous proof, so the idea still ranks as a conjecture. But many independent lines of reasoning support it.

In 2013, for example, Maldacena and Leonard Susskind of Stanford published5 a related conjecture that they dubbed ER = EPR, in honour of two landmark papers from 1935. ER, by Einstein and American-Israeli physicist Nathan Rosen, introduced6 what is now called a wormhole: a tunnel through space-time connecting two black holes. (No real particle could actually travel through such a wormhole, science-fiction films notwithstanding: that would require moving faster than light, which is impossible.) EPR, by Einstein, Rosen and American physicist Boris Podolsky, was the first paper to clearly articulate what is now called entanglement7.

Maldacena and Susskind’s conjecture was that these two concepts are related by more than a common publication date. If any two particles are connected by entanglement, the physicists suggested, then they are effectively joined by a wormhole. And vice versa: the connection that physicists call a wormhole is equivalent to entanglement. They are different ways of describing the same underlying reality.

No one has a clear idea of what this under­lying reality is. But physicists are increasingly convinced that it must exist. Maldacena, Susskind and others have been testing the ER = EPR hypothesis to see if it is mathematically consistent with everything else that is known about entanglement and wormholes — and so far, the answer is yes.

Hidden connections

Theoretical physics: Complexity on the horizon

Other lines of support for the geometry–entanglement relationship have come from condensed-matter physics and quantum information theory: fields in which entanglement already plays a central part. This has allowed researchers from these disciplines to attack quantum gravity with a whole array of fresh concepts and mathematical tools.

Tensor networks, for example, are a technique developed by condensed-matter physicists to track the quantum states of huge numbers of subatomic particles. Brian Swingle was using them in this way in 2007, when he was a graduate student at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology (MIT) in Cambridge, calculating how groups of electrons interact in a solid mat­erial. He found that the most useful network for this purpose started by linking adjacent pairs of electrons, which are most likely to interact with each other, then linking larger and larger groups in a pattern that resembled the hierarchy of a family tree. But then, during a course in quantum field theory, Swingle learned about Maldacena’s bulk–boundary correspondence and noticed an intriguing pattern: the mapping between the bulk and the boundary showed exactly the same tree-like network.

“You can think of space as being built from entanglement.”

Swingle wondered whether this resemblance might be more than just coincidence. And in 2012, he published8 calculations showing that it was: he had independently reached much the same conclusion as Van Raamsdonk, thereby adding strong support to the geometry–entanglement idea. “You can think of space as being built from entanglement in this very precise way using the tensors,” says Swingle, who is now at Stanford and has seen tensor networks become a frequently used tool to explore the geometry–entanglement correspondence.

Another prime example of cross-fertilization is the theory of quantum error-correcting codes, which physicists invented to aid the construction of quantum computers. These machines encode information not in bits but in ‘qubits’: quantum states, such as the up or down spin of an electron, that can take on values of 1 and 0 simultaneously. In principle, when the qubits interact and become entangled in the right way, such a device could perform calculations that an ordinary computer could not finish in the lifetime of the Universe. But in practice, the process can be incredibly fragile: the slightest disturbance from the outside world will disrupt the qubits’ delicate entanglement and destroy any possibility of quantum computation.

That need inspired quantum error-correcting codes, numerical strategies that repair corrupted correlations between the qubits and make the computation more robust. One hallmark of these codes is that they are always ‘non-local’: the information needed to restore any given qubit has to be spread out over a wide region of space. Otherwise, damage in a single spot could destroy any hope of recovery. And that non-locality, in turn, accounts for the fascination that many quantum information theorists feel when they first encounter Maldacena’s bulk–boundary correspondence: it shows a very similar kind of non-locality. The information that corresponds to a small region of the bulk is spread over a vast region of the boundary.

Nature special: General relativity at 100

“Anyone could look at AdS–CFT and say that it’s sort of vaguely analogous to a quantum error-correcting code,” says Scott Aaronson, a computer scientist at MIT. But in work published in June9, physicists led by Daniel Harlow at Harvard University in Cambridge and John Preskill of the California Institute of Technology in Pasadena argue for something stronger: that the Maldacena duality is itself a quantum error-correcting code. They have demonstrated that this is mathematically correct in a simple model, and are now trying to show that the assertion holds more generally.

“People have been saying for years that entanglement is somehow important for the emergence of the bulk,” says Harlow. “But for the first time, I think we are really getting a glimpse of how and why.”

Beyond entanglement

That prospect seems to be enticing for the Simons Foundation, a philanthropic organization in New York City that announced in August that it would provide US$2.5 million per year for at least 4 years to help researchers to move forward on the gravity–quantum information connection. “Information theory provides a powerful way to structure our thinking about fundamental physics,” says Patrick Hayden, the Stanford physicist who is directing the programme. He adds that the Simons sponsorship will support 16 main researchers at 14 institutions worldwide, along with students, postdocs and a series of workshops and schools. Ultimately, one major goal is to build up a comprehensive dictionary for translating geometric concepts into quantum language, and vice versa. This will hopefully help physicists to find their way to the complete theory of quantum gravity.

Still, researchers face several challenges. One is that the bulk–boundary correspondence does not apply in our Universe, which is neither static nor bounded; it is expanding and apparently infinite. Most researchers in the field do think that calculations using Maldacena’s correspondence are telling them something true about the real Universe, but there is little agreement as yet on exactly how to translate results from one regime to the other.

Another challenge is that the standard definition of entanglement refers to particles only at a given moment. A complete theory of quantum gravity will have to add time to that picture. “Entanglement is a big piece of the story, but it’s not the whole story,” says Susskind.

He thinks physicists may have to embrace another concept from quantum information theory: computational complexity, the number of logical steps, or operations, needed to construct the quantum state of a system. A system with low complexity is analogous to a quantum computer with almost all the qubits on zero: it is easy to define and to build. One with high complexity is analogous to a set of qubits encoding a number that would take aeons to compute.

Susskind’s road to computational complexity began about a decade ago, when he noticed that a solution to Einstein’s equations of general relativity allowed a wormhole in AdS space to get longer and longer as time went on. What did that correspond to on the boundary, he wondered? What was changing there? Susskind knew that it couldn’t be entanglement, because the correlations that produce entanglement between different particles on the boundary reach their maximum in less than a second10. In an article last year11, however, he and Douglas Stanford, now at the Institute for Advanced Study, showed that as time progressed, the quantum state on the boundary would vary in exactly the way expected from computational complexity.

Quantum quest: Reinventing quantum theory

“It appears more and more that the growth of the interior of a black hole is exactly the growth of computational complexity,” says Susskind. If quantum entanglement knits together pieces of space, he says, then computational complexity may drive the growth of space — and thus bring in the elusive element of time. One potential consequence, which he is just beginning to explore, could be a link between the growth of computational complexity and the expansion of the Universe. Another is that, because the insides of black holes are the very regions where quantum gravity is thought to dominate, computational complexity may have a key role in a complete theory of quantum gravity.

Despite the remaining challenges, there is a sense among the practitioners of this field that they have begun to glimpse something real and very important. “I didn’t know what space was made of before,” says Swingle. “It wasn’t clear that question even had meaning.” But now, he says, it is becoming increasingly apparent that the question does make sense. “And the answer is something that we understand,” says Swingle. “It’s made of entanglement.”

As for Van Raamsdonk, he has written some 20 papers on quantum entanglement since 2009. All of them, he says, have been accepted for publication.

Nature 527, 290–293 (19 November 2015) doi:10.1038/527290a

Your Savior - 21

Thank you all so much for your patience with me on getting this chapter out! Going to Walker Stalker Con was a huge, amazing, time consuming, energy sucking adventure that made it impossible to write! But now I am back and ready for action, freshly full of JDM inspiration!


Originally posted by negandarylsatisfaction

Chapter 21


Warnings: 

Swearing, serious feels


“It was Davis.”

Immediately Negan tensed around you. You pulled away from his chest slightly to see that his face had gone cold and blank. He wasn’t your Negan anymore; Negan the Leader of the Saviors was back. 

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Of course I can, dear! Thank you so much for the request and I hope you’ll enjoy! I sure enjoyed writing this!


which pair of your characters fits each number?


  1. Meanest VS Kindest: Izuku has an amazingly kind heart. He is a hero because he wants to help people - it was his initial reason for becoming a hero and that reason hasn’t changed. On the complete flip-side, Bakugou is definitely the meanest. He can be so carelessly cruel without feeling bad about it. His life experiences and ego have taught him that he doesn’t need to worry about hurting others feelings and so it no longer even registers to him when he does, though that does seem to be something that’s beginning to change.
  2. Tallest VS Shortest: Aizawa, as the only full-grown adult, is the tallest character, surprise surprise, at 6 feet even. Uraraka is the shortest at 5′1.
  3. Most humble VS Most arrogant: Izuku knows exactly what it is to have nothing and he remains humble even as he grows and adapts his amazing quirk. Bakugou has been spoiled and praised through his life, leaving him with an arrogance that’s not altogether misplaced.
  4. Coldest VS Most emotional: Aizawa is surprisingly the coldest character in that he is definitely very practical and focused more on logic than emotions in most situations whereas surprisingly, Todoroki is the most emotional. Though he’s not the most showy in his emotions, he’s guided by his feelings first and foremost, sometimes letting them override good sense.
  5. Most chaste VS Most lustful: Izuku gets easily flustered at the thought of anything even vaguely physical and will be the most likely to remain chaste until he’s in his late teenage years because of this. Bakugou, on the other hand, has a high libido and an active interest, once he gets the opportunity, in pursuing lustful things.
  6. Most serious VS Silliest: Todoroki is almost too serious at times, not always recognizing a joke while Ochako can be a little silly, albeit very cute, at times.
  7. “Sleep is for the weak!” VS “Sleep for a week”: Sleep? Who needs sleep? Izuku sure doesn’t. He will work without resting for a cause he really believes in, only passing out from complete exhaustion. Meanwhile, Aizawa could follow a cat’s sleeping schedule - that is, nap most of the day away - and be immensely happy with it.
  8. Happiest VS Saddest: Both Kirishima and Ochoko are extremely happy go lucky people and tie for the happiest spot while Todoroki is definitely of a more melancholic bend.
  9. Darkest backstory VS Lightest Backstory: Wasn’t it Izuku who remarked the Todoroki’s backstory sounds like something out of a comic? He’s got tragic backstory out the wazoo…meanwhile, Aizawa has no backstory, nor does Kirishima so they tie for lightest backstory!
  10. Biggest eater VS Lightest eater: Ochako has learned how to simply go without eating for a couple of days, since she is the stereotypical broke student, or to survive on very little. It’s gotten so that she has problems eating a lot in one sitting without making herself sick. However, both Kirishima and Bakugou can really put it away.
  11. Most ticklish VS Cruellest tickler: Kirishima cannot be tickled. He just uses his hardening quirk so it’s very frustrating for all the people he tickles and gets going because they cannot get him back. Especially for Ochako, who is extremely, almost ridiculously ticklish around her feet.
  12. Brainiest VS Brawniest: Aizawa and Izuku are both, in their own ways, very strategic and rely on brainpower in battle while Kirishima and Todoroki tend to just rush in at times, relying on brute strength or the usefulness of their Quirk.
  13. Most forgiving VS Most grudgeful: Todoroki can hold grudges until they poison aspects of his life and still has issues giving them up even after that point. Meanwhile, Kirishima just doesn’t care. As long as someone seems genuinely sorry, he’s willing to forgive them and give them another chance.
  14. Physical vices (drugs, sex, alcohol) VS Spiritual vices (Lust, wrath, envy): Bakugou is more spiritual vices and actually has issues with several of them while Izuku, if he went down the wrong path in regards to physical vices, would have a really hard time resisting them or battling addiction.
  15. Optimistic VS Pessimistic: Kirishima and Uraraka are shining balls of optimism. Aizawa’s a realist while Izuku can be a bit pessimistic, though that isn’t all bad as it helps him think of all possible solutions to all possible problems.
  16. Most secretive VS Most open: Aizawa’s pretty secretitive by nature whereas Uraraka and Kirishima are actually very straight-forward people.
  17. Judges a book by its cover VS Judges mostly by personality: Bakugou tends to be the ‘judges by the cover’ type of person while Aizawa definitely evaluates based on personality.
  18. Best singer VS Tone deaf: Todoroki’s actually a really good singer. You can only hear him sing though between certain hours if you stand in just a certain position outside his shower door. It’s a little awkward, to say the least. Kirishima becomes too enthusiastic about singing and just ends up screaming out the words instead.
  19. Cast iron stomach VS Most squeamish: Kirishima’s stomach is like the rest of him - rock hard. He can eat almost everything. Aizawa is surprisingly picky when it comes to his food though and won’t eat anything new unless he’s watched it be prepared and knows everything that’s in it.
  20. Shows most skin VS Covers up most: Todoroki, Izuku, and Aizawa are more ‘covered up’ while Bakugou and Kirishima don’t care how much skin they show. Uraraka’s a happy medium between the two.
  21. Most religious VS Most atheistic: What’s a god to a non-believer? Both Bakugou and Aizawa know that answer - nothing. They’re both solid atheists. Ochako, on the other hand, is surprisingly spiritual.
  22. Biggest reader VS Hasn’t touched a book in 3 years: Ochako reads all the time, having learned that a library is a cheap (that is, free) way to entertain someone while Kirishima next to never reads outside of schoolwork. 
  23. Best at self-care VS Most self-destructive: Aizawa damn well pampers himself because he deserves it. Unlimited sleep and comfy shoes are his favourite indulgences. Meanwhile, Izuku tends to be self-destructive in his efforts to work the hardest he can.
  24. Most flirtatious VS Most modest: Kirishima can actually be a really smooth guy, though half the time he doesn’t realize how flirtatious he’s actually being so I’m not even sure if that actually counts. Izuku just can’t flirt - he’s modest out of necessity because trying to be otherwise almost causes him to have a heart attack!
  25. Most outdoorsy VS Most indoorsy: Bakugou very much prefers to be outside and in the open air. He feels almost caged when confined indoors for too long. Aizawa, on the other hand, does prefer the indoors, though he’ll deal with living outdoors for a bit.

anonymous asked:

I know you're super busy with grad school and writing a book (!) and everything, so I was wondering how you maintain your productivity and if you have any tips in that regard. If you feel comfortable, would you be able to tell us how you break down your free time (like the time not spent actually in class or at work)? I'm a grad student too and I'm really struggling to keep up with everything I have to do :/

Sure! I kind of went out of the frying pan and into the fire the first time I tried grad school, so this time around I’ve set up some non-negotiables when it comes to my time management so that I’m not working without any rest. A few of them are as follows:

  1. Absolutely no work on Saturdays. Each semester I pick one day a week where I don’t even so much as check my email, and I spend the day resting on the couch or writing for fun. Last fall that day was Thursday, and the past two semesters it has been Saturday. 
  2. No checking/answering email after 8:30pm. Ideally I aim for 7pm, but if I have a late class, the rule is flexible.
  3. I keep a strict sleep schedule of 11pm-7am. I never sacrifice sleep to work.
  4. I’ve committed to certain social activities every week that I attend unless absolutely drained. These include church on Sunday mornings, Bible study group on Thursdays, and Happy Hour every other Wednesday. I consider this commitments because it’s necessary for me to be social for my own well-being, and so I try to keep to these times every week. I treat them as importantly as my school and work. 
  5. I make sure I give myself breaks for fun in the middle of work sessions. For example, I’ll grade 6 exams and then reward myself with an episode of Parks & Rec. 
  6. I give myself permission to do dumb things in my free time. I have picked up Candy Crush again recently. But I figure I put so much brainwork into my everyday that I deserve something mindless now and then. 

What it mostly comes down to is that I value my free time and make sure that I’m regularly observing it and that I make it just as important to me as my work time. It’s not “optional.” If there’s work that doesn’t get done or a book that doesn’t get read, that’s simply the way it has to be. As it is, I work at least 40 hours a week (sometimes probably closer to 50), so whatever off-time I have is well-earned. 

I hope you found this helpful! Everyone needs to find their own stride in grad school, but my mantra is this: “What Sarah Does is not the same thing as Who Sarah Is.” And this helps keep me from losing myself in the demands of graduate school. Best of luck in your program! 

Can we as a fandom stop with knocking people down to praise others? “You’re the best writer ever! No one else in the fandom is as good!” Do you have any idea, those of you who have done this (and I’m not naming names but I know several of you have done it), how that makes the rest of us feel? It feels like a punch to the face. We put a lot of work into this, and to be treated like dirt to praise your favourite sucks. To get positive comments and then to see you turn around and basically stab us sucks. You can tell someone you like their work without stomping on the rest of us.

Also: false modesty. When someone says you’re the best ever and no one else is as good, and then you go, “Oh, me? Nah, my work isn’t very good”, you’re implying that yours isn’t good but the rest of us are trash. That shit needs to stop, too.

I’m tired of seeing my friends upset over this crap. Stop it.

Hymn to Nemesis

Nemesis I call,
Almighty Queen
whose piercing sight sees all the deeds of mortals,
Eternal and much revered.
who alone judges the deeds of mortals.

Wise counselor,
who changes the course of the human heart,
forever transforming,
working without rest.

Every mortal knows Your influence,
men groan beneath the weight of Your righteous chains.

You know the thoughts in every mind,
and the soul ruled by lawless lust,
unwilling to obey reason, is judged by You.

Divine Equity,
Yours is the power to see and hear and rule.

Come, Holy Goddess, and listen to my prayer,
and take these mystics under Your protection.

Far avert from us,
Oh Nemesis,
dire and hostile impious counsels, arrogant and base.

And give us beneficent aid in our hour of need,
And abundant strength lend to our powers of reason.

—  Orphic hymn to Nemesis

anonymous asked:

Fluff scenario, please: how about him and his s/o adopting a kitten and his partner surprises him by saying "we have a cute little family, right"

Fluffy kitty fluffy ask fluffy kitty fluffy ask~

Todoroki had the day off, fortunately, after so many weeks of work without proper rest. Villains weren’t considetate enough to give him a break when he needed one, and exhaustion was an accumulative weight on his shoulders he could simply get rid of. So Deku, who was also monitoring the area, was kind enough to tell him he would cover him for the day, and that he could totally forget about what may be happening outside.

The attention the book between his hands was recieving, was suddenly stolen by the unexpected sound of the doorbell, which gave him a reason to sight in annoyance as he had to stand up and get the door. He didn’t know who could it possibly be, since the only person he was expecting was you and you had your keys. Maybe you had forgotten then again? You were so prone to locking yourself out it worried him.

He opened the door, his tongue already rolling on some light mocking about your forgetfulness, when he realized that you weren’t alone, and that your hands were quite busy to open the door. In your arms, as small and fluffy as a slipper, there was a sleeping kitten purring in absolute peace.

“What is that?” he asked, his eyes widened

“A cat, obviously”

“I know it’s a cat” he snorted “but why is it here?”

“I found it at the park, she’s stray, and looked kind of hungry so…” you shrugged, pouting a little bit “Don’t you like her?”

“So it’s a she?” you met his gaze and, to your surprise, he was fondly smiling and had now given the kitty his finger for it to smell. You almost melt at the picture of the kitten licking his hand “can I hold her?”

“Yeah” his reaction had you taken aback “of course!”

Really softly and cautiously, he picked the little animal in his hands and began to delicately caress it, feeling the warmness of its body and the softness of its fur. He looked pretty content, and so did the kitten as it leaned to his touch and purred comfortably in his arms.

“I didn’t know you like cats” you hugged him from behind and pecked his cheek “I was afraid you wouldn’t like it”

“I do like cats. Are you planning on keeping her? Have you thought of a name?”

“Uhm… I don’t know, I never thought I would get this far” You let go of your grab on him and sat on the sofa “do you have any ideas?”

“My hero name is Shoto, [name]. I think we can both conclude I’m not good with names”

“You have a point there” you laughed “her name would be Cat if it depended on you”

“It looks like a cloud rather than a cat to be honest”

“That’s it!” an excited shout escaped your control “lets name her Cloud”

“Cloud? Seriously?” he snickered as he sat next to you on the sofa, and set the kitten free from his hold on his lap “who lacks creativity now?”

“Shhh it’s perfect!”

“If you say so…”

He kissed your temple and both of you continued to spend the while in silence, caressing and playing with Cloud until tiresome put her to sleep again. Night was already falling down, and the cat wasn’t the only one who was falling asleep under Todoroki’s touch, as you were enjoying your last minutes of vigil with your head on his shoulder and his hand stroking your hair. Unlike your lover, you hadn’t spent a free day at home, but rather working since early hours, and lack of energy was beginning to charge its effects on you.

“We are like a cute little family now”

Todoroki stared at you quite shocked, your words adding two more beats per second to the rhythm of his heart.

“What?”

But his attempts to make you repeat yourself, just because of the way those words sounded so beautiful in your mouth, were totally in vain, since you had fallen asleep on him.

Now it was not only a kitten who was sleeping on him, but two, apparently.

“Yes, yes we are, [name]” he murmured, before picking you up in his arms and taking, both you and Cloud, to the comfort of your bed.

Back to Being a Fan (Zen)

Zen was so busy practicing lately for his role in a new musical that he hardly spent time with you. You began to feel insignificant to his life. You didn’t need to be number one and you understood how important his job was to him but it was like you weren’t even a priority at all anymore. Was he just lying this whole time? He always said that if he had a girlfriend he’d put her first and protect her before his work. So why did you feel like you weren’t even a part of his life? You spent the last several weeks supporting him like normal but again he came home late from dance rehearsal. You put his food on the table. “Welcome back Zen.”
“Ah, I already ate with the other cast. I’m going to go read some fan mail and workout. You should go sleep already.”
Ate with the cast? When was the last time he even ate with you, much less brought you on a date? Read fan letters? You barely even see him at all and he can’t even talk to you for a little bit? You were so tired of this same routine everyday. Trying one last time, you pleaded.

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Short Story of Jade

Source: Tales of the Abyss Character Episode Bible p.52-53
Author
: Takumi Miyajima (TOA main scenario writer)

Translator: Eirlys-Tylluan
Raw Provider/Proofreader: DimensionSlip

Reposting as the old link is broken. Enjoy!

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