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This proposed budget isn’t extreme. Reagan’s proposed budget in 1981 was extreme. This budget is short-sighted, cruel to the point of being sadistic, stupid to the point of pure philistinism, and shot through with the absolute and fundamentalist religious conviction that the only true functions of government are the ones that involve guns, and that the only true purpose of government is to serve the rich.
Their reaction to a single parent Inquisitor asking tentatively if that advisor/companion can personally take their child in if they fall in battle, because there's no one they trust more.
Cassandra: She is speechless. Never in her life, not even at the culmination of her vigil when she was named to the ranks of the Seeker’s of Truth, has she been so honored, so humbled. To be trusted with the life of the Inquisitor’s child, with their future and care and ultimate upbringing is beyond any task she has ever been given, and yet one she will accept with absolute honor. She says yes with absolute conviction, but also promises herself that she will not allow the Inquisitor to fall.
Solas: It breaks his heart, that the person he has deceived and ultimately will betray, trusts him to such extremes as to put their child’s future in his hands. He has no da’len of his own, never intended to be a father, and yet there is a part of him that is tempted beyond words to accept. He will ultimately refuse, though doing so with gratitude and humbled awe that the would ask, and citing his solitary lifestyle as not being on that a child would thrive in.
Varric: First off, he knows he keeps saying that this story is lously on heroes but a little optimism wouldn’t go astray. Secondly…shit, him? He’s not a father figure! Hell he can barely keep his adult friends alive and sober and in relative states of nutrition. That all being said he would step u because Maker knows he would have killed for a parent like the Inquisitor when he was young. And if they think he could do it than damn it he won’t let them down. He’ll just have to kid proof the Hanged Man.
Sera: She refuses to hear the shite about the Inquisitor dying, refuses to listen….but they all know it’s a possibility. But the fact that they want her to watch their kid? Raise their kid? For once she doesn’t have words. She doesn’t remember her own family, hates Lady Emmald, and has very little to no domestic skills of her own. But if they trust her with the life of their child, the heath and happiness of her child then she will bring down mountains to make sure that kid grows up right.
Just…don’t die and make her do it, yeah?
Vivienne: There is no question, no hesitation. Madame de Fer says yes with neither resevation or pause. This is the Inquisitor asking her to raise their child. Put aside all the politics, the machinations and the intrigue, this is a parent entrusting her with their most precious duty. And should the need arise, she would raise them to the best of her ability, see them educated and trained, and protect them with her life.
Blackwall: His first instinct, especially before Revelations, is to refuse. Who is he to raise a child, to try to mold a young life onto the right path? Maker’s balls the last time the lives of children were in his hands he killed them, and that thought has haunted him ever since. And yet the request is like absolution, like forgiveness and the cool rain after the summer’s heat– healing. He finally agrees, and swears to himself that if such a thing falls to him that he would give the child the best life he could, and defend them to his last breathe.
Dorian: He is not a father. The words bubble up fast in his throat thick with panic. He has never intended to be a father, to father a child, that path is closed off to him and he likes it that way! But in the end the words don’t come. Because he looks at them- at the way they love their child without reservation, without excuse of caveat- and he suddenly wishes that his own parents had been so loving. And he also knows without question that he could overcome that pain and that disapointment and give a child his best. He could love a child, care for a child, support a child the way his father did not because he is more than that. No oath means more in his life than the one he gives to the Inquisitor, and he means it with every fiber of his being.
Iron Bull: Absolutely. It’s the worst kept secret in the Ben Hassrath that the Iron Bull really should have been a Tamassran. He has the attitude, the way with kids, the heart and the intelligence and just the need to comfort that makes him the perfect candidate. And so he says yes in a heart beat, knowing the Chargers would understand, and though he hopes it doesn’t come to pass he also starts laying out contigency plan in case it does.
Cole: “Small hands reaching, grew in my heart, all that I am. Want them to be safe and happy, want them to grow up strong and brave. I don’t know if I can do it, but I will always make sure they are safe.”
Leliana: It’s…Maker, it’s so much. She keeps it together when they ask, tells them that of course she would aid them in this. But once they are gone she breaks down. For years she has been the left hand of the Divine, taking on the guilt and the burden of working in the shadows and all that it entails. And yet this person, chosen by Andraste herself to save th world, trusts her enough to care for their child. Like Blackwall she sees it as a sort of absolution, and resovles then and there that if it happens she will be their rock.
Josephine: It’ a startling offer, to be sure, but not one she finds displeasing. Indeed she is honored to be thought of in that manner, and while she hopes very much that it never comes to that she also is determined that if she does take the child they will be well cared for.
Cullen: It’s like a weight is lifted off of him. For so many, many years he has strained under the weight the all he has done. Of the mistakes in Ferelden’s Circle, of the years of forced ignorance in Kirkwall. So many people hurt, especially when it was his duty to protect them and he failed. But the fact that Inquisitor asks this of them, the fact that they trust him with their child, their flesh and blood….It’s like a rebirth. He has a second chance- if Maker forbid something happens- and even if it doesn’t he has proven in their eyes that he is trustworthy enough for such a task. It is an honor he will never forget.
Remember how Skulduggery remodelled his whole house for Valkyrie? Now imagine the first time Skulduggery came home, after losing Valkyrie to Darquesse, and seeing Valkyrie’s clothes lying around the place, a few dishes in the sink, some leftover pizza on the countertops. Imagine him refusing to pick up her clothes or wash the dishes because that’s all he has left to remember his partner for. Imagine him spending his first Christmas without Valkyrie, with his present that he’s had wrapped up for her for ages, but will now never be able to give to her. Imagine Skulduggery coming home everyday, after desperately trying to ignore the anger of hearing the things people were saying about his partner, and realizing that he was own on his own on getting her back. Just imagine the pain he was in constantly over the loss of the one person who understood him and accepted him for what he was, the one person he truly cared for, the one person who he could say with absolute conviction that he’d lay down his life for.
my dad isnt a super big fan of musicals but he knows i love them so every year he watches the tony awards with me and every year without fail he says with absolute conviction “that’s going to be your musical up there one day”
No matter what role he does, I hope we get to see him smile. It’s a beautiful, beautiful smile.. It would be terrible to not use it. Sorry. Is that typecasting too?? I don’t know the technicalities of the casting world.
But Henrik is not homophoebic. Even typing it seems so funny to me. How yall would just love someone to the top and then one silly comment from some stranger, even to Henrik, yall would drag him down with your hate. That is so LOW.. he was the most vocal about potraying his role with absolute conviction and he gave his 200% .. we all witnessed that. There was no hesitation, none what so ever from his part to bringing Even to the point where we all feel like a person like Even, should exist.
His agency’s choice of words were poor. That I agree with. Ofcourse actors want to be able to do diverse roles, they shouldn’t even have mentioned that. It was such a silly, immature move. I just hope it doesn’t cost our dear Henrik everything he deserves. Because he is talented AF.
I have been thinking about this, Henrik would be absolutely best in as a psychopath, as a charming serial killer. A Tate Langdon type. Whoa. It’s giving me chills. He got that intensity to pull it off.
I wanted to share my theories on WHO DIED: AUCas or our Cas?
And also explain why I think we had an imposter (AUCas) for a good chunk of the episode.
It helps to read along as you watch, especially as my technically challenged self can’t get pics/gifs on here for some odd reason. But anyway, I’m going to go through each Cas scene to discuss his behavior. And then give some ideas on how they’ve left it open for EITHER an alternate universe Cas OR our Cas to have been the one who died at the end. There’s no right or wrong answer because none of us actually knows. I’m no expert but this is fun and we have all summer to speculate.
During the regular season, I made a post counting down my favorite moments. I figure now that the postseason is unfortunately long over, it’s time to do the same with the playoffs. It’s been awhile, so hopefully this is still relevant, but admittedly it’s taken me awhile to recover enough to make this. So I give you my top moments of the postseason.
You all know I love Oshbabe so perhaps this one has a little bias. I love the spark and energy that he brings to the game, and I thought these goals of his were worth including, as they were pretty sweet.
Nicklas Backstrom was arguably the best Caps player during the playoffs. We may have faltered at the end, but Nicky came to play. In celebration of Nicky, I’ve picked some of his best goals from the playoffs. I also picked a wonderful screencap, which I enjoy cause it kind of looks like he’s astral projecting.
Burky was a little late to the goal-scoring party in the playoffs, but man did he pick a good time to score them all. And they were all beautiful?? A toe drag and two unassisted beauties?? Amazing. He’s so talented and really coming into his own. And do you want to hear something that will definitely make you cry? Burky scored both the very first and the very last goal of the Caps’ season.
Laying a big hit on Malkin? You’d have to be a fool. Luckily John Carlson was feeling foolhardy. To prevent Malkin from getting a good scoring chance in the Caps zone, Carly laid a crunching hit on Geno which resulted in him losing the puck and Ovechkin very quickly scoring. I love my foolhardy beanie son.
8. Holtby’s series-saving saves in Game 5 (Rd 2 Game 5 vs PIT) (x)(x)
We were down 3-1 in the series, and it was looking like the Caps were down and out. Enter Braden Holtby. After a bit of shaky play in the series, it was clear the Holtbeast was activated. In the third period, Holtby made a flurry of important, crucial, jaw-dropping saves. After those saves, the Caps came back and won that game. Some people might have glossed over it, but to me it was clear that those saves saved the series and the season for the Caps. (Additionally, I can’t find video of as many saves as I want, but those ones are the best of them)
There we were, down 2-0 and stuck in fucking Pittsburgh. We’d blown a two-goal lead in the last minute of the fucking game and things were taking a turn for the worse. However, we got a fortunate power play and Shatty just decided to end it right there and then. Let the poop jokes begin. Honestly I felt much more relief than joy after this goal.
Mr. Game 7 showed up in Game 5 when we needed him most that series. Second line is best line, especially in overtime. After a faceoff win and a strong Niskanen drive all the way down the ice, Kuzy got the puck from Mojo and slid it to a wide-open Williams in front, who stashed it home to give the Caps a 3-2 series lead.
Tom Wilson, one-man wrecking crew. The Toronto boy decided to make Toronto feel his wrath. In the first period the puck squirted out behind Holtby and Wilson dove into the crease to send it away with his stick. Later on the same shift, Willy redirected a feed from Eller to score a goal. And later in the period, he had a 2-on-1 with Burky and dished it into the net like an All-Star. If the entirety of the playoffs were just that one series, Willy would be my Conn Symthe winner. He was a man on a mission against Toronto.
Kuzy’s most infamous celly possibly ever. He scored off a great pass by Nisky into an open net to tie the game at two in the third, and then proceeded to do the celly heard round the world: the bird celly. God I love Kuzy, he’s so extra and just has so much fun. Fuck all the critics, this is how the game is supposed to be played.
I can say with absolute conviction that hockey had never made me cry tears of joy until this moment. I’d felt elation, and I’d certainly cried out of sadness or frustration, but the only time I’ve ever cried of hockey happiness is when Marcus Johansson shoveled in that puck in overtime to seal round one. Honestly it was probably the last truly happy moment of the season lol. I love and appreciate Marcus Johansson with all my heart.
It’s the last thing a goalie wants to see: Mitch Marner on a breakaway. A lesser goalie would have sat tight in the net and just prayed the goal wouldn’t look so bad on all the highlight reels. But Braden Holtby, with nerves of steel, said “Hold my beer,” winked at Grubi on the bench, and raced out to the blueline to make a sliding poke check on Marner’s breakaway. And thank goodness it worked, else it would have been an easy goal. All hail the Holtbeast.
The first big moment of the postseason was the best one. In overtime, nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition Tom Wilson. Trotz put out the lunch pail line, and Wilson kept the puck in the zone and flung it at the net, resulting in complete euphoria and a series lead for the Caps. The Toronto native scored his first ever playoff goal, and I have never been more proud of Willy Baby than I was during this series.
The playoffs didn’t end the way we wanted them to. But that doesn’t mean we can’t look back at the good moments it brought us. There’s so much uncertainty ahead, and our team is going to look a lot different next year. But I want to thank the 2016-17 Washington Capitals for being so much fun to watch and holding a special place in my heart. Thanks for everything.
Don’t think about Robert lying in bed watching Aaron sleep peacefully. Don’t think about him running his fingers across Aaron’s forehead, down his cheek, along his beard and then back up through Aaron’s hair. Trying to memorize not only the look of Aaron’s face but the feel of it as well.
Don’t think about Robert getting out of bed, finding Aaron’s hoodie from earlier that day thrown in the chair in the corner of the room. Don’t think about him pulling it to his face and drinking in the smell of Aaron that still lingers there before shoving his arms into it.
Don’t think about Robert picking up a small piece of metal off the dresser and sitting on the staircase with it. Don’t think him staring down at that small coin and thinking back to that day he and Aaron sat on those same stairs finally ready to start their life together.
Don’t think about Robert slowly, walking back up the stairs, placing the coin back on the dresser, peeling the hoodie off, climbing back into bed and pressing himself tight up against Aaron. Don’t think about the ragged breath he takes when Aaron sinks into him and sighs a soft “mmm…love ya” under his breath.
Do think about the total and absolute conviction with which Robert says “I love you too Aaron” as he closes his eyes and gives into the exhaustion.
“Ah, Claire.” He spoke impatiently, but with a tinge of affection nonetheless. “You’ve known forever who you are. Do you realize at all how unusual it is to know that?”
“No.” I wiped my nose with the shredding tissue, dabbing carefully to keep it in one piece.
Frank leaned back in his chair, shaking his head as he looked at me.
“No, I suppose not,” he said.[…] “I haven’t got that,” he said quietly at last. “I’m good, all right. At what I do––the teaching, the writing. Bloody splendid sometimes, in fact. And I like it a good bit, enjoy what I do. But the thing is––” He hesitated, then looked at me straight on, hazel-eyed and earnest. “I could do something else, and be as good. Care as much, or as little. I haven’t got that absolute conviction that there’s something in life I’m meant to do––and you have.”
“Is that good?” The edges of my nostrils were sore, and my eyes puffed from crying.
He laughed shortly. “It’s damned inconvenient, Claire. To you and me and Bree, all three. But my God, I do envy you sometimes.”
He reached out for my hand, and after a moment’s hesitation, I let him have it.
“To have that passion for anything”––a small twitch tugged the corner of his mouth––”or anyone. That’s quite splendid, Claire, and quite terribly rare.” He squeezed my hand gently and let it go, turning to reach behind him for one of the books on the shelf beside the table.
It was one of his references, Woodhill’s Patriots, a series of profiles of the American Founding Fathers. […]
“These were people like that. The ones who cared so terribly much––enough to risk everything, enough to change and do things. Most people aren’t like that, you know. It isn’t that they don’t care, but that they don’t care so greatly.” He took my hand again, this time turning it over. One finger traced the lines that webbed my palm, tickling as it went.
“Is it there, I wonder?” he said, smiling a little. “Are some people destined for a great fate, or to do great things? Or is it only that they’re born somehow with that great passion––and if they find themselves in the right circumstances, then things happen? It’s the sort of thing you wonder, studying history… but there’s no way of telling, really. All we know is what they accomplished.
“But Claire––” His eyes held a definite note of warning, as he tapped the cover of his book. “They paid for it,” he said.
–– Voyager by Diana Gabaldon
First off, add this to the list of scenes I really want to see in Season 3.
Second, it can be so easy sometimes to write Frank off based on how his relationship with Claire ended. But as Claire remembers from time to time throughout the books, things with Frank weren’t all bad, just as they weren’t all good. This is one of those scenes where he doesn’t necessarily understand her but he recognizes something in her that is different, even if he can’t name it. He wants to understand but simply doesn’t know how.
Beyond acknowledging that drive within her to be a healer, he is subtly acknowledging more––the unique nature of her relationship with Jamie. He notes that “To have that passion for anything […] or anyone” is rare. He is perhaps trying to acknowledge the pain that she feels in her loss––even years later––and in the only way he knows how; by not asking her to give up something else she is passionate about, by not forcing her to try and discard another part of herself. Frank does still love her and he can see how much she has changed and I think it pains him to see her broken, especially compared to what she was when they were first married. I think at this point in time (about eight years after her return) he’s accepted that she isn’t going to go back to being that woman on her own but that maybe he thinks medical school and pursuing this particular passion will help her get closer to what she was before.
That final line can hardly feel anything but ominous. “They paid for it.” There is “a definite note of warning” that suggests Frank fears/believes that Claire might not be done paying for it, though it could also be argued (and Claire might well argue at that point) that losing Jamie had been payment enough.
There are elements of the conversation as a whole that echo earlier conversations in Voyager and the earlier books, perhaps most notably the concluding pages of the previous chapter and section in which Mary MacNab explains to Jamie that she knows what he had with Claire was true love and that she, “never had that.” There’s, of course, the echoing of the palm reading Mrs. Graham performed back in the very first pages of the series, which Claire herself calls out a few paragraphs later. The line about “I haven’t got that absolute conviction that there’s something in life I’m meant to do––and you have” that brings to mind Jamie and Claire at Lallybroch and the “I was born for you” conversation.
I’m all for cute&fluffy Finnrey, but to throw some angst in there: imagine double agent Rey. And imagine that Finn doesn’t know.
Master Skywalker and General Organa decide that if Kylo Ren wants Rey so badly, maybe the best move is to let him have her. And it’s risky, of course, because if she gets revealed as a double agent, Snoke will torture her within an inch of her life and then kill her, and the Resistance will have lost a valuable asset. But if she can pull it off, all the good she could do… Well, in the end, they decide the risk is worth it.
The rumor mill works fast. Finn’s at a table with Kare and Jess in the mess when a new recruit mentions that that girl from Jakku, you know the one who helped destroy Starkiller Base, has gone over to the dark side. He gets in their face- watch what you’re saying about Rey- and Jess and Kare, bless them, back him up. It almost escalates to a full-on brawl, but then Poe’s there, talking them down, breaking the gathering up, and then steering Finn out of the mess hall so that he can deliver the bad news in private.
From the Cousin Marcia’s Wedding Fic Thingy One, I Don’t Know
Darcy announced herself in the way that Darcy would announce herself — grandly, loudly, and with a non sequitur that made everybody in the lobby stop to put on a puzzled frown.
“Lafayette, we are here!”
Bucky — and it could only be Bucky, though Paul’s eyes weren’t buying it entirely. Or his brain wasn’t. There was a short somewhere between eyeball and brain cells — smiled a little and tapped her on the shoulder to point her to the front desk.
“Can we skip the trenches until after we check in?”
“It’s a family wedding; we’re already in ‘em,” she told him soberly and seriously and with absolute conviction. “There’s only one place to go now. Over the top, doughboy.”
“I think you outrank me, so I’ll let you lead the charge.”
“I’m not impressed with your cowardice, Sergeant.”
“I’d watch her,” Rebecca called as she walked up to the pair, “she tried to court-martial a friend when she was 11.”
“It was Becca, she was a frenemy, she was also malingering. And whining. So much whining.” She leaned forward and gave her mother a hug.
“You tried to court-martial somebody when you were eleven?” Bucky asked, but he wasn’t really asking. It was like he expected that, of course, Darcy tried to court martial somebody when she was in grade school. Clearly, he’d come to understand her well. Paul found that both comforting and uncomfortable.
“Actually, I did court-martial her,” Darcy said with an off-handed shrug as she stepped around Rebecca to give Paul a hug. “And then we never spoke again.”
“It was a kangaroo court,” Rebecca laughed.
“I’ll have you know that I stole Rhodey’s UCMJ and I did it by the book!”
“Of course you did, sweetie,” her mother said blandly, offering Bucky her hand.
Bucky was looking very amused by the whole thing. “So, in order to court-martial a friend, you stole a copy of the uniform code of military justice?”
Constable visit saluted. “Permission to speak, sir.” “Go ahead,” mumbled Vimes. “I’m pleased to tell you, sir, that our mission is clearly divinely approved of, sir. I refer to the rain of sardines which sustained us in our extremity, sir.” “We were a little hungry, I wouldn’t say we were in extremi–” “With respect, sir,” said Constable Visit firmly, “the pattern is firmly established, sir. Yes, indeed. The Sykoolites when being pursued in the wilderness by the forces of Offlerian Mitolites, sir, were sustained by a rain of celestial biscuits, sir. Chocolate ones, sir.” “Perfectly normal phenomenon,” muttered Constable Shoe. “Probably swept up by the wind passing a baker’s shop– Visit glared at him, and went on: “And the Murmurians, when driven into the mountains by the tribes of Miskmik, would not have survived but for a magical rain of elephants, sir–“ “Elephants?” “Well, one elephant, sir,” Visit conceded. “But it splashed.” “Perfectly normal phenomenon,” said Constable Shoe. “Probably an elephant was picked up by a freak–” “And when they were thirsty in the desert, sir, the Four Tribes of Khanli were succored by a sudden and supernatural rain of rain, sir.” “A rain of rain?” said Vimes, almost mesmerized by Visit’s absolute conviction. “Perfectly normal phenomenon,” sneered Reg Shoe. Probably water was evaporated from the ocean, was blown through the sky, condensed around nuclei when it ran into cold air, and precipitated…” he stopped, and continued irritably, “Anyway, I don’t believe it.”
What was the most enjoyable part of the [Glee] process: the comedy, the dancing or the singing? My master class scene because I understood so much about this guy, who was so desperate for validation from anyone. It was fun to construct this piecemeal identity he had where he parses out the things he wants to hear and believe and then commits to them with absolute conviction. Having the commitment to teach these kids that the best way to pull off a dramatic scene is to “point as much as possible” and then make that truthful was not only challenging, but incredibly fun. - Matt Bomer [x]
This is probably going to be a monster post, because I’m going to attempt to calmly explain all the plot holes in this mess of a story. From what we’ve seen so far, no speculation on what’s to come. Here we go…
Aaron and Robert’s argument in prison visiting was no way near extreme enough. It was as if we were meant to forget that these two characters ALWAYS argue.
Rebecca says “I’m never going there again.” Which at the time I actually applauded for her having half an atom of decency about her. Then she’s pulling Robert into bed in the next scene. Consistent characterization there.
Robert’s still able to have sex after downing almost an entire bottle of whisky single handed? In reality he’d be barely able to stand or speak.
No protection. I don’t believe Rebecca would let herself get in danger like this, previously I thought better of her character, because I expected her to behave like a grown woman. Forget pregnancy, STD’s an option? She’s not a naive teenager.
Rebecca’s behaviour the following week was baffling. Make your mind up what you want. For sleeping with Robert in the first place, she must have had incredibly low self esteem, after having announced Robert and Aaron “love each other” on that night.
Victoria guesses Rebecca might be pregnant, a character Rebecca has never had a scene with before. How would she be able to guess that? Makes no sense. In fact, the last time (I think) Vic spoke about Rebecca, she was calling her a snake at James’s funeral. That was a rapid shift with no explanation.
Rebecca’s absolute 100% conviction that Robert’s the father. She cannot know that when her obvious only method of protection was condoms which have a failure rate, and she was sleeping with more than one man.
Aaron not picking up on anything being wrong with Robert the week after he’d been released from prison. We’ve spent more than two years knowing that Aaron knows Robert better than anyone, quite possibly better than Robert himself.
Ross blackmailing Robert. This makes zero sense, and to me is the most baffling part (saying something there). They had more than a months worth of story lines into “Who shot Robert?” including a flashback episode not all that long ago, and they’ve forgotten this? You can’t blackmail someone who you previously tried to murder!
And on the subject, why isn’t Robert in a position to pay? He got a cheque for £500,000 last year in his divorce. Yeah, I’m sure Aaron’s appeal cost, as did renovating the house, but has he seriously spent all of it?
Rebecca’s previous abortion. I wonder if this was an effort to make us more sympathetic because of the unexpected (seriously??) backlash, but as the vast majority of soap viewers are women, it just makes me screw up my face in confusion. If I had a heartbreaking abortion, I wouldn’t go near the same man who “forced me” into it. It makes all of her behaviour since she was introduced pointless and confusing, including the WAY she was introduced. Because Robert called her and asked her to come, the man who forced her into an abortion she didn’t want? Okay then. If I did want to go near this man again (because I love him, or whatever) I would make sure I was doubly protected.
Rebecca seeming to have no idea what Robert’s like. Aaron is in love with Robert, but he’s not blind to Robert’s faults either. In November, Robert said “I have to tell you something” and Aaron said “What did you do?” Because Robert doesn’t hide who he is and what he’s like. How can a woman who claims to love him and has known him for years be so surprised that he’s a manipulator and a liar?
Rebecca popped up in a few episodes last week and is showing no sign that she’s worried about either an abortion or an unplanned pregnancy. Any woman in reality would be almost entirely concerned over either one of those, even when hiding it.
And yes, I realise I’ve put sooooo much more thought into this than the story liners. And I’m sure I’ve missed a couple of minor plot holes too.