We were all rooting for you!

Can we talk about some things though

Magnus getting repeatedly hurt by Alec and Alec not realizing it

Luke having every right to kill Valentine

Simon terrified of a woman that looks 10 years old (I loved that)

Raphael snarky comments but smirking under Magnus glare

“You think I’m pretty”

Izzy and Maryse conversation Izzy saying Mama

I don’t like this version of Alec

Malec greeting full of sexual tension

Secretly rooting for the Seelie Queen

My baby Simon being heartbroken

We can pretend we were surprised about Sebastian being evil

Oh and that promo that I have been waiting for all week for it to be filled with Clace/Climon

Overall pretty good episode

cryyptid  asked:

anna i had a dream last night that You ran for class president and i was helping with ur campaign and made A big sign with rosie on it that just said "wow! anna!!!!" but my dream ended before the results of the election came in :-(

This is great!! One time in high school I was unknowingly the subject of a grass roots campaign to be elected homecoming king and I think I got 2nd place and we had some kind of assembly where all the candidates were there and for some reason I thought it would be funny to go out on stage wearing really tiny and unflattering short shorts but everyone just told me I looked really awkward!!!

Rromani FAQ

What’s up, fam? For International Rromani Day this year, I thought it would be a good idea to maybe post some basic info. So here is your IRrD cultural crash-course cheat sheet:

  • The word “G*psy” is an ethnic slur. It comes from the misconception that we originated in Egypt (hint: we did not). Basically, white Europeans were like “hey those guys are brown. They must be Egyptians. lol ‘Gyptians. lol ~G*PSIES~”. AKA, they couldn’t be bothered to ask where we actually came from. Some Rroma have opted to reclaim this word and may use it to refer to themselves. That does not mean that it’s okay for just anybody to use it. Friendly tip: do not use this word unless you are actually Rromani.
  • Rromani people trace their roots back to India and some parts of Pakistan (but mostly India?). While many don’t necessarily consider themselves Indian or even South-Asian, we are also not white.
  • We are a diaspora group. That means we were expelled from the country/left nationless.
  • Rroma come in all colours. Some of us are dark-skinned and some are light-skinned. We are all POC. There are certain physical traits that are common in our ethnic group, but that does not mean that we all have these traits. In fact, many of these traits have been used to stereotype us, which isn’t cool.
  • Our culture involves a lot of dancing and music. And food. And our food is generally pretty spicy.
  • We are not Esmeralda (The Hunchback of Notre Dame). In fact, that book is hella racist and the movie isn’t really much better. In the book, Esmeralda was a gadje (non-Rromani) girl who was kidnapped by Rroma (stereotype) and raised in their community (stereotype). As you will know from the movie, she dressed provocatively (stereotype) and danced for coins (stereotype). Rroma women are often portrayed as sexual objects, which is really gross tbh. Although the cute lil’ goat friend is 110% factual. I mean, not really. But I had a goat friend. Her name was Rochelle. More on that later.
  • Rroma men are often stereotyped as lazy.
  • Other stereotypes include fortune tellers, witches, thieves, beggars, and street performers. I am here to tell you that we are honestly no more likely to do these things than any other cultural group so… yeah? And those that do are often forced into these positions by laws and discrimination in their home countries.
  • Speaking of which, forced eviction, mass deportation, sterilisation, systematic impoverishment and oppression, workplace discrimination, segregated education, and TAKING CHILDREN AWAY FROM THEIR FAMILIES are problems that Rroma are still facing TODAY.
  • Rroma are sometimes known as Travellers because we have historically been a fairly nomadic group (by necessity). Rromani people would (and many still do) travel from place to place, looking for work, only to be chased away by prejudiced locals. Think old man on a porch shouting “Get off my lawn!” at the paper boy. Dumb, right? Right.
  • We do not want your children. For some reason, gadje think we want to steal their children? Some even think we eat them??? We do not do this.
  • Gadje is not a bad word. It literally means “non-Rromani person”.
  • Our language is called Rromanes or Rromani Chib. There are like a gajillion different dialects. Those of us who actually speak our chib might not be able to understand another Rrom because of dialectical differences. It’s complicated.
  • We are not a costume. A G*psy is not something you can just become. You can’t convert. You either are or you are not. Wearing long skirts does not make you a ~*G*pSy*~. Being a hippie does not make you a ~*G*pSy*~. Pracitising witchcraft does not make you a ~*G*pSy*~. We are not mythical creatures. You cannot become Rromani any more than you can become Black or Asian or Hispanic. It is especially concerning when people act like we are a style instead of an ethnicity because a) it makes a mockery of our culture, and b) makes it seem like we do not actually exist.
  • Bread.

If Jane Austen wrote The Empire Strikes Back:

He dueled him for many a long minute, and then trapping him at the end of a gantry, removed his hand from his wrist. Luke was surprised, but said not a word beyond his cry of pain. After a silence of several minutes, Vader came towards him in an agitated manner, and thus began,

“In vain have I struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to offer you a place at my side to throw down the Emperor and reign over this galaxy.”

Luke’s astonishment was beyond expression. He stared, coloured, doubted, and was silent. This Vader considered sufficient encouragement, and the avowal of all that he felt immediately followed. He spoke well, but there were feelings besides those of the heart to be detailed, and he was not more eloquent on the subject of tenderness than of ambition.

“You do not yet realize your importance, and only now have begun to discover your power. Join me and I will complete your training. With our combined strength, we can end this destructive conflict and bring order to the galaxy.” 

In spite of his deeply-rooted dislike, Luke could not be insensible to the compliment of such a Sith Lord’s offer, though his intentions did not vary for an instant. He attempted to compose himself to answer Vader with patience as per the training Yoda had attempted to, but the pain from the end of his arm and the longstanding list of offenses against his friends gave Luke great trouble in this manner, and he replied thusly,

“In such cases as this, it is, I believe, the established mode to express a sense of obligation for the sentiments avowed. It is natural that obligation should be felt, and if I could feel gratitude, I would now thank you. But I cannot – I have never desired your good opinion, and you have certainly bestowed it most unwillingly. I will never join you.”

Darth Vader, who was leaning against the railing of the gantry with the gaze of his mask fixed on Luke’s face, seemed to catch his words with no less resentment than surprise. His fist tightened with anger, and the disturbance of his mind was visible in every movement. He was struggling for the appearance of composure, and would not speak, till he believed himself to have attained it. The pause was to Luke’s feelings dreadful. At length, in a voice of forced calmness, he said,

“And this is all the reply which I am to have the honour of expecting! I might, perhaps, wish to be informed why, with so little endeavour at civility, I am thus rejected. But it is of small importance.”

“I might as well enquire,” replied Luke, “why, with so evident a design of offending and insulting me, you chose to hand me this offer after removing my own? Was not this some excuse for incivility, if I was uncivil? But I have other provocations. You know I have. Had not my own feelings decided against you, had they been indifferent, or had they even been favourable, do you think that any consideration would tempt me to accept the offer of the Sith Lord, who has been the means of hunting my friends across the galaxy?”

He paused, and saw with no slight indignation that Vader was listening with an air which proved him wholly unmoved by any feeling of remorse.

“Can you deny that you have done it?” Luke asked.

With assumed tranquillity he then replied, “I have no wish of denying it. I have done everything in my power to crush the Rebellion and rejoice in my successes.“

Luke disdained the appearance of noticing this civil reflection, but its meaning did not escape, nor was it likely to conciliate, him.

"But it is not merely this affair,” Luke continued, “on which my dislike is founded. Long before it had taken place, my opinion of you was decided. Your character was unfolded in the recital which I received many months ago from Obi-Wan Kenobi. On this subject, of my father, what can you have to say?”

“You took an eager interest in that Jedi’s explanations,” said Vader in a less tranquil tone, and with a heightened colour.

“Who that knows what his understanding of the Force has been, can help feeling an interest in his worldview?”

“The Force” repeated Darth Vader contemptuously; “yes, the Light Side of the Force is great indeed. I am convinced in my knowledge that Obi-Wan never told you what happened to your father.”

“He told me enough,” cried Luke with energy. “You have long ago killed him!”

“No” said Vader, as he leaned across the railing towards Luke, “I am your father. Examine your feelings; you know it to be true.”

Luke felt himself growing more ashamed at this revelation, and despite his utmost efforts, a distraught denial left his mouth.

“You can destroy the Emperor,” continued Vader. “He has forseen this, and this is the estimation that I hold you in: it is your destiny. If you would but join me, together we can rule the galaxy as father and son. Come with me; it is the only way.”

Trapped as he was on the end of the gantry, it was clear what decision lay ahead for Luke, and again his intentions remained unaltered. With a calm descending upon him, Luke spoke with composure when he said,

“You are mistaken, Vader, if you suppose that your entrapment of me will mean the entrapment of my loyalty. From the very beginning, your actions, impressing me with the fullest belief of your arrogance, your murders, and your imprisonment and torture of a young woman, were such as to form so immoveable a dislike that I had not known you a day before I felt that you were the last man in the world whom I could ever be prevailed on to call father.”

To conclude his statement, and provide great shock to Vader, Luke stepped off the gantry.


@epix-elle​, this is the result of your “Darcy Vader” comment

yall wanna hear something cool and completely unrelated to this blog, okay theres all these different sets of numbers right, and all these sets of numbers are infinite 

So the number sets kinda look like this,

you have 

a [all the real numbers]

a + bi [the complex numbers which include i the imaginary number which is really just another way of looking at how algebra can function (we can now take the square root of negative numbers), which is a different take on algebra where we simply had the set of real numbers]

and then you get 

a + bi + cj + dk [quaternions, which is the next step up from the complex numbers in algebra, and are a new set of numbers that have a new way of looking at algebra, and are also infinite]

So about the complex numbers, thats numbers that include i, the ~imaginary number~ which is a terrible name for it, it’s not imaginary, just a completely different bit of algebra that doesnt work with what was previously thought to be algebraic laws and rules. Because before we had i you couldn’t take the square root of a negative number, because thats just not how the real numbers worked. It changed how algebra functioned with this new set of numbers. 

You can just change the set of rules for math for it to work, by creating something new, as long as it all logically follows.

Anyway, once you get past the complex numbers you hit this cool thing called quaternions, which is another set of numbers, except in this set of numbers, which are also infinite, they don’t follow all of the rules of algebra we were previously taught to believe, in this set of numbers we don’t have the commutativity property,

[commutativity property is where a*b = c, and b*a = c]

without this it means if you multiply numbers together together in different orders, you get different answers. Which isn’t how any of the other previous sets of numbers work in algebra.

in regular algebra which works with all those numbers up to the complex numbers: 2*3 = 6, and 3*2 = 6

In quaternions: j*k = i, but k*j = -i

So with quaternions 

i^2 = -1

j^2 = -1

k^2 = -1

But you know whats wild about this, in this set of numbers:

i*j*k = -1

And the order does matter in this set of numbers.

because in this set of algebra

i*j = k  BUT heres the wild part j*i = -k

we can see it again:

j*k = i, BUT k*j = -i

When you multiply j*k you get i, when you multiply k*j you get -i, which isn’t how any of the other number sets behind this one in algebra work, isn’t that wild? 

There’s a part of math where basic definitions of algebra don’t exist for these types of numbers to exist, and the further you keep going into new numbers, the more fundamental rules of algebra you start losing for the number sets to exist.

and this guy just came up with it walking across a bridge

170604 `ㅂ´ bumkeyk
너무 수고 많았다! 앞으로도 어디에서 뭘 하든 너의 활동을 응원해 . 옆에서 지켜 봐왔던 나도 널 응원해준 많은 사람들도 우리 모두 친구니까
You’ve worked a lot! Wherever you are and whatever activity is head of you, we’re rooting for you. Me, who was watching from the side, and the many people who were cheering for you because we are all friends
(n: the girl on the photo is Soyou from sistar. the group is disbanding. Key already shared the photo on September 11th 2016)

Watch Me Babygirl [pt.3]

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Summary: Jungkook is your brother’s annoying best friend. You can’t stand him but he just can’t resist teasing you. How far will he actually go?

Warnings: slight language


“Thanks for the ride Tae,” you said, giving his arm a squeeze before sliding out of the car.

You walked up your drive and unlocked the door, giving Taehyung a wave before you slipped inside. He always waited until you were in the house to drive away which never failed to make you smile. He was sweet, you had to admit.

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the slytherin

Albus Severus’ sorting as seen by the Marauders


James: *excitedly* Another Potter for the Gryffindors.

Lily: You don’t know that.

James: Of course I do. Look at James, he is a Gryffindor. 

Lily: That’s the stupidest argument I have ever heard.

Sirius: He is a Potter though and a Weasley, there’s no way Albus is not a Gryffindor.

Remus: Lily, you know there’s no use arguing them, why are you still trying?

James: Because the sky is blue?

Remus: Yeah, you have a point.

Lily: I know he will probably be a Gryffindor but I just don’t want to see you disappointed if he ends up in Ravenclaw or something.

James: *offended* A Potter? In Ravenclaw? Please, Evans.

Lily: Albus is nothing like James love, you might be surprised.

James: I feel like you don’t want him to be a Gryffindor.

Lily: Don’t be ridiculous, of course I do.

James: Doesn’t sound like it.

Lily: I swear you are like a child sometimes.

James: What’s childish about knowing my grandson’s house?

Lily: That’s the thing, you don’t

Sirius: *whispering* Do you want to break it up or shall I?

Remus: Be my guest.

Sirius: OI! Enough. You bicker like an old couple.

Lily: Technically we are old Black.

James: Also you are one to talk, like you and Moony are different.

Remus: Hey! This is not about us mate.

Lily: *laughing* Now it is.

Sirius: I hate it when they do that.

James: Okay, he is on the stool. Come on another Gryffindor for the Potters.

Lily: *knowingly* The Hat is taking his time with him.

Sirius: It had taken almost 2 seconds with James.

Slytherin!

Sirius: WHAT? I was rooting for you. We were all rooting for you!

Lily: Told you.

James: Sly– Slyth– Slytherin?

Remus: *shocked* You didn’t say Slytherin Lils.

Lily: Get a grip of yourself.

James: B-but he’s a– a– Slytherin.

Lily: *scolding* He is your grandson.

James: But Slytherin?

Lily: Snap the fuck out of it Potter.

James: I won’t, let me suffer in silence please.

Lily: He is an idiot.

Sirius: I’m going to go join Prongs in his silent suffering.

Lily: Seriously?

Sirius: I’m too disappointed to even make a joke about that.

Remus: I think I’m down for the silent suffering, too.

Lily: You are being ridiculous.

James: He is the grandson of a Marauder, you are being ridiculous.

Lily: Merlin, how did I ever become friends with them, let alone marrying one?

Sirius: You love us. Now, we shall suffer in silence.

a tale of trees and espionage

okay story time:

my professor (lovely man, married to our TA, 5'2", about as intimidating as a muffin) is a dendrologist by trade, so he studies trees. it was about three hours into our social sciences course, last lecture before exams, everyone was frazzled and exhausted, so he told us about his most exciting/in-depth research to date to cheer us up.

(the few of us who actually showed up were like “ok sir im sure its fascinating” but in our minds we were totally like its trees what. is. exciting. about trees. You might be wondering the same thing - the acorns? the leaves? the roots? BUT NO. IMMA FUCKIN TELL YA.)

ANYWAY we settle in, he had a few pictures loaded up from his field work (we were chuckling at this point…. ‘hehehe field work’ i giggled to my frend. its trees.) and began to tell his tale. it’s long, imma warn you, but……. god. just read it.

theres an species of tree called the cucumber tree (Magnolia acuminata, if ya wanna get all Latin-y). its super endangered, in our region there’s only ~280 that are registered by the government, yadda yadda yadda. my prof thought that was tragic (i know) but also strange, because when he was writing his thesis about local trees years ago, he kept coming across cucumber trees in really random places. we’re talking like backyards, independently-owned nurseries, etc. WHICH IS IMPOSSIBLE because, according to tree law (i know) it is very strictly protected by the government, and thus super “illegal to possess, transport, collect, buy or sell any part of a living or dead member of a listed species if it originates from wild sources.” essentially, the govt takes control over growing the trees and anyone who independently raises them is breaking the law (i know)

so he’d ask people “do you have a permit for these trees?” and they were like “uh no, it’s just a tree someone sold me, i think it looks nice, are you gonna arrest me?” so he’d be like “nah nah nah just tell me who sold it to you”

eventually, months/years later, someone did, and turns out it was like this underground sort-of illegal tree dealing club (i know). so my prof went, got a bit of funding from the government, who were getting pissed at independent cucumber tree numbers, and THIS IS WHERE IT GETS INTO THE GOOD SHIT I STG.

he infiltrates the tree trafficking organization. he buys a cucumber tree from an independent nursery, raises it for months, ensures he gets noticed by the traffickers, and then INFILTRATES it and convinces its leader to LET HIM JOIN. he has to pay like a steep entrance fee, which he does (and it blows my mind that the government of my country paid money to illegal tree dealers), but then he is given full access to records and maps because they think he’s one of them, not a SECRET AGENT.

now this part blows my mind because the tree lords don’t even have to try very hard to find cucumber trees because government agents MARK THE TREES AND DISTINCTLY TAG THEM SAYING THIS IS ENDANGERED DO NOT TOUCH. so, ya know…………. it’s a bit obvious. my prof hangs out with the members so much that he figures out their “hit spots”. these are where the trees are relatively secluded and unguarded. (he writes all this shit and numbers down for his research.)

BUT THATS NOT ENOUGH BECAUSE THE GOVT SAYS HES WASTING THEIR FUNDING IF HE DOESNT HAVE PROOF and they are willing to take LEGAL ACTION for misuse of funding (my prof doesn’t have the money nore time nor power to take them to court, which would also blow his cover). so my prof literally STAKES OUT a copse of cucumber trees at a recognized wildlife reserve for. DAYS. he camps there, and watches the trees, is about to give up, he’s going off an unreliable rumor from the traffickers that a harvester would be going there within the next week. finally, this guy comes and takes the cucumber tree seeds from the CLEARLY MARKED trees by the government, and my prof takes pictures (we are shown these pictures, most of us are speechless at this point). dozens of candid shots of a man my grandpa’s age with a grocery store bag, garden shears, and a ladder, clipping away the illegal seeds and then going on his merry fucking way.

so my prof has the proof, he’s been undercover for months now at this point, he writes up his report, gives it to the government who is like…….. “oh shit”, helps them draft up a new LESS COMPLETELY FUCKING OBVIOUS way of marking endangered trees (so that way non-tree-lovers wouldn’t damage them further, etc.), and then never returns to the tree traffickers. he’d given them a fake name, address, everything….. he disappears.

…there was a full minute of stunned silence from us students at this point, during which he grew more and more nervous (again, he’s a muffin) and all of us students are just like……. “whoa.” we asked him what happened to the remaining illegal cucumber trees & if he turned the tree dealers in to the government, and that is when he smiles a little bit and shows us the last few pictures. because here’s the kicker… he never turned the smugglers in. he burned all the data he collected, defied the government pressuring him to turn them in, and the only reason he’s not incarcerated is because his work is so prominent in certain circles now & universities love him, that there would be an uproar if he got arrested. he’s like a fucking anti-hero and then he tells us (i’ll never forget, it’s the most inspirational green-thumb thing in the world) “it may be 'illegal’, but those who risk their liberty to ~save the world~ should never be reprimanded, no matter what those in power say.”

we are all stunned. some of us are considering dendrology as a field we’d now be interested in pursuing. he clicks his slide one final time, before we leave our last lecture and, since he had an asthma attack (lil muffin) he didn’t attend our exam, so i never see him again…………

and there, on the slides, the last picture? THERE HE IS. in his own backyard. with his equally lovely TA wife. both grinning innocently, standing underneath a……. FUCKING. FULL GROWN. ILLEGAL. CUCUMBER TREE.

You know… I had our whole future planned out. Not just a year, five, or even ten, but the rest of our lives planned out. We were going to finish school then move to a big city to start our careers together. Talk about marriage and decide that our love is much bigger than what a piece of paper can declare. Travel and backpack for two or three months each year, then finally realize that we were too wild to be tamed in one place alone. So we pack everything up and fly to a foreign land and start our lives over until one day we realized that we were expecting; so it’s time to plant roots, preferably one with a porch and a big yard. We watch our kids grow old and embark on their own journey, and that inspired us to pick up where we left off. And so we did until our bones were brittle and old. And through all of this time I fell in love with you more and more until my dying breath… but… nothing ever goes as planned and people don’t always stay together.
— 

-They could’ve written stories about us.

-m.t.t.

Christmas' Eve
  • Persona 4 Protag: happy happy we defeated ameno sagiri which was the root of all evil!!! And I got to spend a special day with my significant other!!!
  • Persona 3 Protag: you were lucky, I was anxious over Ryoji's incident but still managed to spend pleasant day with my significant other
  • Persona 5 Protag: hold my beer
Could the Candy be something other then the ring. Kuroshitsuji Chapter 128

Okay throwing this out there as a means of dealing with what’s going on in Kuroshitsuji and the events that have unfolded recently. To those looking for the new Voltron Shipping list, working on that as we speak.

Anyway, what I wanted to talk about was something that has been bothering me for a while in regard to the recent situations regarding the Blue Sect arc and what people have been ignoring in regard to story lines and developments, in favor of the 2CT theory. So before I begin I’d like to lay out some ground work.

First we need to talk about demons and exactly the rules that have been set forth by events in the manga. We know that in order to summon a demon you must be willing to give up your soul for a wish. This means that no murder has to be done, no blood sacrifice, just someone willing to give up their soul. The reason I bring this up is because of the rules set forth by Sebastian.

1. You have to be willing to give up your soul to summon them.

2. Normal events that were seen as witch meetings or what the cult was doing would not work.

By these two rules alone we now know that a demon cannot be summoned by a normal kill them all way. This also means that the person that was killed on the table was NOT the reason why Sebastian was summoned. Rather either Ciel was wishing it at the time and Sebastian heard it, or someone else was wishing to have a demon come with all their soul.

Keep in mind that if there was a twin this would mean that his wish was to summon a demon for some reason. If he died he would have had to have been reaped right away. Or his soul would have been devoured at some point given that the wish would need to be fulfilled before the demon could eat.

Problem is that Sebastian hasn’t eaten. We know that because he says he hasn’t. So if there was a twin, where is the soul exactly?

Second we have to discuss what Sebastian also said, and I’m going via the fan translation, as I do not have that issue and I need to get it next time I go to the book store. Sebastian mentions off handedly, that there are some that appear at random though. This adds to the rules that demons have to apparently abide by.

1. They need to be summoned normally.

2. In order to summon them you have to have a strong wish and a willingness to part with your soul.

3. Some demons do not need summons and appear randomly, meaning that they break the rules.

We know that there are quirky demons, Sebastian is one of them as he’s a picky eater. Yet his line about them appearing randomly was so throw away I don’t think people really thought about it at the time. I need this kept in mind.

One other factor that needs to be mentioned is that Othello notes in discussing demons, he states that the people the normally summon demons are those that are simplistic, as we saw with the people that wanted Sebastian and that he refused them as their wishes were dull, and once the wish is fulfilled the contracts done and the person is dead.

However he also notes that there are situations where there’s someone that is beyond the simple wish idea, and that makes things that are groundbreaking, thus keeping the demon interested in the long haul.

We also know, thanks to Sebastian, that demons can and do change their looks. Sebastian became the human butler that we all know about, and he’s also made himself out to look like other people (although he’s mostly retained his normal looks for reasons).

So to add in on the rules that we have about demons we now have.

1. They need to be summoned normally via someone willing to give up their soul to get the wish.

2. Witches Sabbaths and events like the Cults activity would not summon a demon

3. Normal demons tend to not be picky about who and tend to prefer to take contracts from.

4. Demons tend to take Simple people as they are a one and done situation for them to eat.

5. There are abnormal demons that have quirks ala Sebastian

6. Some Demons do not need to be summoned and appear at random

7. Some demons do not pick simple people and help develop amazing things with them.

8. Demons can change physical appearance.

With these facts in mind we need to delve into the next area.

Second fact that I want to talk about is the fact that we have Othello’s comments at the start and it’s restated later before the attack on Soma and Agni.

In the scene early on we have Grell hanging around, as you do, and suddenly in pops Othello noting he’s there to investigate matters because the deaths seem weird. Fast forward to the first time the demon is mentioned by the forensic officer.  

When he’s talking about the machines they find in the back room, Othello notes that demons have helped people create such things, but this seems even bigger than just that. Given what we know now about the size of the operation there’s a possibility that you could still do what needed to be done and build things if you have the right number of people, as the Green witch arc showed.

Furthermore the second time a demon is mentioned directly by Othello is when he’s talking about events that are happening in the record. He mentions that demons can act as an external influence that could change things for everyone.

This I think is a strong hint in connection to the record book that there are demons that might be involved in all of this. We know from Othello now that a demonic influence can not only affect the life of the contractor but also everyone around that persons as well.

Thirdly, let’s talk about the ring that Ciel had in Sebastian’s memories. We see that the ring is in a pool of blood in Ciel’s hand. However the hand is not covered in blood the way that you would have it if you were rooting around someone’s inside. It would be far messier and while Ciel’s cuffs are covered in blood, this may not be from digging a ring out of someone’s stomach. If it is, that’s one of the cleanest jobs I’ve ever seen, or the ring didn’t go all way down into the guts.

In a number of cases people had hidden items by swallowing that item and throwing them up later. This could be the case with Ciel, where the blood we see is from his throat after he threw up the contents inside him (what little he probably had) and the ring from probably cutting up tissue and such in the throat. Vomiting up a ring could take a while as you have to empty a lot out of your guts and you can, and do, in some cases puke blood.

Fourthly we have to talk about the fire, or rather demonic fire to be honest. 

According to Undertaker Vincent was burned up to the point that there was no bones left. We know for a fact that when Sebastian burned the house down in the circus arc there was no one there but doll whom they had to kill. We also know that Sebastian burned down the original cult house and that was an inferno.

Lastly we need to talk in short of Doll and Snake. During the Circus arc we saw that every member of the group was killed save her until the very end. We know that because of the fact that the two of them are alive that someone could have gotten out of the fire situation if they were outside of the range of it.

So based on recent events in the story and older chapters I’m going to put forth a theory as to what might be happening in regard to the death of Agni and why of all people Soma was targeted.

Adding this in because I thought this was really rather interesting and it connects to something I’m about to bring up down below. @thedarkestcrow and @midnight-in-town, both had connecting posts (here and here) in regard to this asked question “ What if there is no Twin.”

In their post the poster noted the possibility of someone gas lighting Ciel into thinking his twin was alive. This could fall right into what Blavat wants and makes additional sense. They also noted that someone had to have told Baron Kelvin about what the set up was for the cult event that he missed. This means that there’s the chance that someone survived. And we know that one can survive the demon fire if you’re not in the place when it’s burning. Doll was only killed after she made it to the location, so we know that once outside you can live.

There’s also the fact that Ciel has been carried out of the fire by Sebastian, and we know that demons can control fire.

We know for a fact that whoever broke into the house was someone that knew about the events the night of the cult. Now the only people that we know of that know of what was going down there was Ciel, Sebastian and possibly one other person. This one other person may have been Blavat. We don’t know anything about his past but what we have gleaned so far is that he’s someone that knows how to manage large events, and that he has money to spend on the concert hall and costumes. Has connections to Nina, and also has shown that he has religious devotion to the Blue Star given everything that he’s doing.

We also know that when he saw Ciel he was surprised to see him in the first place. As if he recognized him and Sebastian.

So could it be that Blavat had been someone like Joker and the Circus crew at one point. A person that had lost their way and was in need of care and compassion, and the person that took him in was a member? Or it could very well be that he was one of the people that was being held by the cult? Either way, he may have been out of range of the fire that night and saw Ciel and Sebastian. So could he have been the person to have told the baron how to build the room.

However I have to wonder about that Tummy thing. We’re all predisposed by now to assume it’s the ring. Clearly Yana wants us to think it’s the ring and Ciel seems to think it’s the ring or at least something akin to it. We’re also guessing that the warning was for Ciel, but what if that’s not the case.

Yes it was put in Ciel’s room but who would be the first to see it going in. Sebastian. Now the weird thing about the situation for me regarding the ring and the message, why would Polaris carve that into the wall? If Twin Ciel was dead at the moment, would he even realize the ring had been taken out of him? Assuming the Who means that he doesn’t know who did it, then why put it in Ciel’s room?

There’s another thing that it could be referring to, that being a soul. So let’s say for this moment that the twin is dead. No bringing him back. If I was a demon that had had wanted a meal, and Sebastian took my place, I would be rather unhappy. Remember Sebastian did say that he was a picky eater, and that souls are a full on meal for them.

 If Ciel’s soul is so unique that Sebastian, who is starving, is willing to wait for it, that’s a damn fine treat. Any demon would see this soul as a form of delicacy or candy. So that message may not be directly for Ciel that could be for Sebastian.

The other thing is that if they are gas lighting Ciel, then could it be rather than a normal human that has taken the form of Ciel’s twin, could that be a demon? Remember they can look however they want, and if that’s the case, then maybe the reason they were targeting Soma and Agni wasn’t because of Ciel, maybe it was because of Sebastian. If the demon saw how, or got an idea of Sebastian caring for others, it wouldn’t be too hard to think that maybe he or she saw an opportunity to hurt him by killing a human that he genuinely respected as punishment for his actions or slights that they felt. Taking on the form of Ciel would only magnify that feeling. And, again, if they can take any form, what’s to stop a Demon from taking on the form of the Earl?

How’re Ur Roots?

- Succulent Edition -

A few weeks ago someone asked me to post some pictures of healthy vs. unhealthy roots. I assume they meant succulents so that’s what I’ll be covering today! My mom recently got a really cute hanging succulent planter, but OF COURSE the damn thing was an overcrowded, peat moss hell. But it was PERFECT to photograph for this post…

^ Let’s start with some dehydrated roots. You can see that they’re completely wizened. They’re usually a dull brown or greyish-brown color. They are dry and sometimes crunchy to the touch. These roots here are completely dead, and incapable of taking up water. At this point, I had no choice but to cut off the entire root ball and start over again.

^ Here’s an example of the direct opposite: overwatered roots. Note how limp and squishy this big ol’ root is. It’s mostly a sickly brown, but in some spots is turning dark with the beginnings of rot. Advanced rot due to overwatering will turn roots black, gooey, and will sometimes have a bad odor. This particular plant was rescued before all of its roots were affected. In this case, I was able to simply cut away the two or three mushy roots. If ALL roots were squishy, I would have AGAIN had to cut off the entire root ball and start over.

^ Here we have an ADORABLE baby nubbin. A new, healthy root will be firm and white, with a touch of green or pink. You should be able to bend them gently and they’re usually lightly moist.

^ Remember the first photo of dehydrated roots? This is the same kind of plant with some healthy roots. Note the arrow pointing at the nice, fresh white. This is helpful in judging whether or not mostly dry roots are still capable of taking up water. If you can spot any white, those roots are okay. I ended up leaving about 50% of the roots on this guy.

BONUS! Some examples of different types of roots. The outside two are echeveria and the center is a pachyveria. These needed very little trimming – as you can see, plenty of robust, white roots.

I hope this was helpful! <3

The Counselors Are In

In which Steve and Tony from Avengers Assemble open a counseling service for all the Steves and Tonys across the multiverse. God knows they need it.
To celebrate #10yearsofstevetony ♥


“But Tony, doesn’t it seem like meddling?” Steve chewed at the corner of his lip. “Maybe the other versions of us won’t want to listen to what we have to say.”

“We are pretty stubborn, I’m sure that’s true in every universe,” Tony said with a grin. “But I’ve seen some of the places they come from. Things are not good there. They need our help, Steve.”

Steve heart swelled at the care Tony had for everyone, even if they were from a different universe. “You’re right, honey. Come on then. Let’s do this.”

“Okay,” Tony called out, taking his hand, matching wedding bands sat atop each other. “Send the first pair in.”


MCU (Earth-199999)

“Have you two ever spent any time together outside of a mission?” Tony asked, eyeing them strangely.

“Uhh. There was that one time we got shawarma,” Grumpy Steve said.

“That was right after a mission and you were half asleep. That doesn’t count,” Grumpy Tony said snappishly.

“So you’ve never actually… hung out? As friends? Like, at all?” Tony asked, seeming genuinely perplexed.

“Well. When you put it like that, not really, no,” Grumpy Steve admitted.

“I think we may have discovered the root of your issues,” Steve said with a sigh. “Why not try talking to each other, for god’s sake?”

“Because he hates me,” both Grumpy Steve and Grumpy Tony wailed in unison.

“He really doesn’t,” Steve and Tony both said firmly.

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East of Nowhere - Year Four

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Sam x Female Reader

Summary: You and Sam are strangers trapped in a desolate mountain town where you live, isolated from the outside world, for five years.

Part four of a seven part series, each chapter detailing the events of one year.

Author’s Notes: Beta’d by the goddess divine: @elliewinchesterr

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Warnings: Language, angst, fluff, gore and explicit sexual content.

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Three Years, Three Weeks

You twist in sweat soaked sheets, your body writhing next to Sam as a dream flickers to life behind your closed eyes.

The bunsen burner is a burnished silver and far larger than any you’ve ever seen before, the flames a brilliant blue and strong as they lick upward. You reach over to turn the base, to feed it with oxygen. At once, the fire becomes golden and takes the shape of a flower head. You watch the many petals became more distinct, folding outward, radiating light and warmth. It’s the most beautiful flower you’ve ever seen, more fleeting than any other, yet seemingly eternal.

 

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