and paul tells her she's 'changed the game' as if her life was something others could play with

Highlights from Talks Machina (Episode 105)

Again, covering for @eponymous-rose​ while she continues her international vacation! Sorry for missing last week–things got crazy! Tonight’s guests: Darin de Paul, Taliesin sporting a lovely scarlet mohawk, and Travis. Brian starts a story that ends with him forging several signatures, and off we go.

  • The new campaign guide comes out soon! Taliesin is now worried about messing up the history of a character he invented.
  • Darin loves D&D as a long-form improv exercise and is happy he was able to get moments with each of the cast members.
  • Right after college, Darin was an apprentice at the Burt Reynolds Theater in Florida (a year-long program for theater students). One of his co-apprentices was Matt’s mom, and Matt’s grandmother was the director’s assistant. Matt’s father was part of the writing room. During the run of Darin’s last show (Fiddler), a clarinet player said they were going to play D&D and invited Darin. Matt’s mother was also in the group; they were all new to the game, so they rolled on a table for names and played four sessions. Last year, Darin was hired by Blizzard to do various voices, which is where he and Matt became friends. Later, Matt realized his mom had a picture of herself with Darin de Paul, and discussion of that picture led to the conversation of their D&D game. It’s been 37 years since Sprigg’s original campaign.
  • Matt was worried about fitting Sprigg in until Darin mentioned he was a hermit. The hobgoblin TPK was canon! Sprigg, a chaotic evil illusionist thief, was the only one to survive; the last moment of that campaign had him fleeing on a cart with wolves chasing him, abandoning the rest of the party to their deaths. Travis and Taliesin ask if he really was chaotic evil; “Why do you think he was so interested in redemption, dear boy?”
  • The first episode Darin saw was the Trials of the Take episode when the carpet was destroyed. He’s wanted to be on the show ever since.
  • Symmetra’s voice actor, Anjali Bhimani, also plays D&D. My heart skips a few beats.
  • Vex and Percy eloped over the year break. Laura and Taliesin kept it secret out of pique at first (Taliesin doesn’t remember why they were piqued). He’s not surprised the others are annoyed.
  • Grog was extremely impressed by Sarenrae and hasn’t thought much about Kord giving him any boons.
  • Darin has been a fan of the show and watching for some time. Taliesin says he is the most prepared guest they’ve ever had.
  • Very few people were present at Vex & Percy’s wedding. They did not intend to ever bring it up on their own.
  • The plane of books is the worst possible plane for Grog. Only the plane of shopping would be worse.
  • As soon as Darin walked into the studio last Thursday, Travis immediately asked him if he was a god. Travis still thinks he might be.
  • Percy would rather have a thousand years with Vex than a thousand years with Ioun’s library.
  • Travis wants a “positive, upbeat resolution to all the drama that is a-hanging in the air.” Me too. Travis does not read the Player’s Handbook to help keep Grog dumb, so he never knows what’s going on.
  • Travis loves how prepared Darin was. He offered the Deck because he thought Darin was looking for something specific after Sprigg deflected the weaker offerings.
  • Darin loved the emotion in the room during the plane shift and the strong moment with Marisha in particular. He also likes the movie Gargoyles.
  • The hardest thing about playing Sprigg after so long was finding him again. Brian gets very sentimental about the long journey that brought Sprigg back to life, including Darin becoming friends and colleagues with Matt so many years later.
  • Darin will be back on the next episode and is visibly excited about it.
  • Darin used to read tons of D&D books (mentions Drizzt by name) and used to paint minis as a hobby. He still has some of the figures and wants to donate them to the show.
  • Darin’s wife was part of Taliesin’s parents’ circle, so he’s known her for a long time. Taliesin and Darin exchange memories of meeting Roddy McDowall, and Darin says part of Sprigg’s concept of memories being the most important came from a conversation he had with Roddy while Roddy was dying of cancer.
  • Percy’s current distrusting attitude towards the gods came directly from his interaction with the Raven Queen. However, he didn’t know there was a god of knowledge and has been “chewing on it a lot, and what it means to have faith in knowledge.” He sees the library as a testament to faith in humanity and the good works of life and how important memory is and is blown away by it. “Books have always been about finding meaning and this whole library thing has changed him.” Taliesin expected Percy to be much more resistant to Ioun and was surprised at how quickly the books sold him.
  • Darin felt as the scenes progressed that his role was to “illuminate” CR as to where they were and what they could be. Taliesin and Percy both wondered if he was Scanlan from the future. Darin had the choice of being Scanlan’s dad, but declined.
  • Percy picked Vesper because her namesake was the last person he’d talked to in real life.
  • The only place Travis can think of worse for Grog is if the books were replaced with clothing & a For Sale sign. “Grog has a beatnik poet inside him waiting to get out.”
  • Darin’s advice to Keyleth was total improv. He almost cried when she touched his hand. He loves funny characters that can become sad and/or touching.
  • Marisha has no idea how to get Keyleth out of her emotional nosedive. Watching Marisha break character from Keyleth at the end of an episode is one of Taliesin’s favorite things because they’re such different people.
  • Percy would seek out the lifebooks for all his family & ancestry because he’s fascinated with legacy, and Whitestone is full of ghost stories. He had lots of stories he’d planned to give as part of the gnomes’ tour, and tells one about a woman forced into a marriage who slowly poisoned her husband over a number of years.
  • Sprigg feels he is what Scanlan might become. He did not expect to survive the episode.
  • If they were really in Ioun’s halls, Travis would love to see the books of his family and of JFK. Darin would like to see his father’s book. Darin also likes wearing suits, which is why he wears suits. He only wears t-shirts at the gym. (At one point Darin’s family also owned 20 horses???). He wishes his parents could see him now because they were so supportive when he was growing up.

Honor! Justice! After Dark, After Dark, After Dark!

  • If the challenge for Ioun involves any physical activity, Grog will fight Percy for it.
  • Bucket lists: Travis wants to swim with a great white shark. (Darin’s biggest fear is great white sharks.) Taliesin wants to travel to India. Darin wants to learn to tap dance, and casually drops that he used to dance with Cirque du Soleil.
  • Darin’s favorite color is black. His favorite season is winter.
  • There’s a video somewhere of Darin de Paul and Steve Blum pretending to be zombies and running towards the camera.
  • Travis and Darin do Reinhardt “impressions” by talking in high-pitched baby voices. Taliesin does a pretty decent actual impression! Darin likes that there’s heroes for every playstyle.
  • Darin hasn’t told Matt’s parents he brought back Sprigg. He also used to have a crush on Matt’s mom.
  • If Darin could pick any character from VM to play, he would play Scanlan. Brian teases the entire world by saying he would play “the character Pike’s in love with.”
  • Darin’s twitter flooded after last Thursday and he wishes he could respond to all of the kind messages.
  • Darin once shared floss with Gilbert Gottfried as part of an old bit.
  • Darin feels his whole history has led to this moment last Thursday where he had the chance to create a story with people he loved.
  • Laura read the Game of Thrones books as they came out, well before the show started. Brian just found the copy of the first book she lent him in 2010, which he still hasn’t read.
  • If Sprigg could fight any D&D monster, it would be a hobgoblin.
great comet 8/5 matinee

so first of all, great comet was amazing, not that i was expecting anything less, but still. i saw the matinee on 8/5, sat in the front mezzanine (house left, row A seat 3. 10/10 would recommend this view) and pretty much everyone was the usual cast except anatole was blaine alden krauss, sonya was ashley perez flanagan, and mary was courtney bassett. and they, and everyone else, totally killed it

so here’s some of the stuff from the performance i saw (under a cut because its A Lot):

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Words Hurt - *Request*

Jack imagine for @im-pandora-curious. Hope you like it!!

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Description: You’re a friend of Logan’s, and you’ve been called in to help with a diss track, since Jake dissed you in his song too. When you get to the mansion, you meet the boys of Why Don’t We, one of which you take a liking to, even more so when he hears your rapping.
Rating: PG (possibly PG-13 idk)
Word Count: 2560

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You whistle as you go up to the gate of the mansion you were told to go to. You pop your sunglasses up to the top of your head and enter through the gates. You immediately see the cars Jake had in his video and the lyrics he dissed you with flow throw your mind freshly, in his voice and everything.

‘You thought I loved you?
Think again honey.
You’re so easy to get
It’s not even funny.
Why don’t you go sleep around some more?
You’re such a fat wh***
Maybe the world will finally know
You’re bad in bed tho.’

You scowl but smile when you see Logan with his back turned. You sneak up to him then jump onto his back, making the 6'2" giant (to you, being 5'5") barely stumble.

“AYYYE THAT’S MEH GURRRL!” Logan screeches and holds up his vlog camera. “You’re gonna really regret this kid brother.”

You smirk and get off of Logan’s back, taking his camera. “And for your information, I’d never eat in bed with someone like you Jakey.”

“OOOH!” Logan starts jumping around and flailing his arms. “Burn, little brother!”

You just laugh as he takes his camera back. He leads you inside.

“This isn’t where we’re filming, btw,” he tells you. “I’m just picking some people up.” He turns to you. “Put your hood on for a sec I’ve got a dope plan.”

You follow him and put the hood of your tan-ish cropped hoodie on. You take confidence in your strides as Logan calls out for someone but stops when he sees five boys, all dressed in variations of black.

“I’m guessing you’ve heard the video,” Logan asks them.

They all nod and continue talking while you stay silent. However, once they burn Jake a few times, Logan motions for you to come out.

“Y/N, would you wish to say what Jake said about you?” He asks.

You nod and recite the lyrics:
“You thought I loved you?
Think again, honey.
You’re so easy to get
It’s not even funny.
Why don’t you sleep around some more?
You’re such a fat wh***.
Maybe the world with finally know
You’re bad in bed tho.”

The boys are silent. You take off your hood and cross your arms as you flip your hair.

“Of course, I’d could sleep with a beluga whale and it’d be the same as sleeping with Jake,” you say.

“Ha! You don’t mess with the women of the world, Jakey!” Logan tells his camera. He pauses his vlog for a moment.

“Y/N, these are the Why Don’t We boys,” Logan tells you.

You nod. “They don’t look like a Walmart One Direction.” You say in mock shock.

“It’s cause we’re not,” the blonde mutters.

“We’ve got more talent in our pinky toes than Jake does in his whole body,” the gangly brunette agrees.

You smile. “I don’t doubt it.

You guys later head to the mansion where you’ll be filming the video, the same mansion where Jake shot his video. On the way there, you talk to Jack and Daniel, mostly - the curly-haired one and the gangly one. You grow to like Jack, but, of course, you never act on those kinds of feelings. The last time you did is why you’re in this mess anyway.

"So you dated Jake?” Corbyn, the blonde, says when you’re all watching Logan film.

You roll your eyes. “For almost a year. Worst year of my life.”

Zach, the youngest and shortest, snorts. “If he treats you like that, then it’s totally understandable.”

You shrug. “Eh. There were times when I could actually see some kind of love and others when I was literally like 'cut the crap Jake’.”

“So are you single now?” Jack asks.

You nod. “Yup. No men in my life.”

“She says that’s but we all know guys eye her everywhere she goes.” Brendan comes up, and you grin.

“BENNY!” You give him a hug, then pull away and hit his shoulder.

“Men do not eye me, thanks,” you tell him.

“That’s a compliment, you know,” Brendon says as he puts an arm on your shoulder. “I am not included in those men, of course.”

You roll your eyes. “Yeah, cause you’re a brother to me.”

He grins. “Aw you love me.”

You sigh. “Sadly.”

Logan finishes, and Kong runs up to you. You bend down and pick him up as he licks your face. You giggle.

“I know, I know,” you say and pat his head. “I left for a bit.”

“See? Even dogs are attracted to her,” Logan says and shakes his head. “It’s not fair!”

“It’s not my fault you can’t get a date,” you say as you make faces at Kong.

“Hey, hey, save it for Jake, Y/N,” Logan says seriously.

You just chuckle. “Yeah, yeah, yeah.”

You put Kong down and he sits on your feet as Logan walks off to talk to someone. You sigh and stretch.

“So why were you gone?” Jack asks as the other boys go and talk to people. “You just told the dog, I guess, that you were gone.”

You run your neck. “Well, I had some family stuff going on so I headed back to Spain, which is where my parents moved to after I was born in Belgium.”

He smiles. “I knew you had just a slight accent.”

You shrug. “I try to hide it.”

“Why?” He asks.

“People made fun of me as a kid.” You frown. “Which is why I was a little skeptical about this video at first, but I want Jake to know that words hurt.”

Jack nods. “Yeah, they do.”

You both seem to be thinking about something, but you just let it go and sling an arm around his shoulder.

“So, wanna go get ice cream after this?” You ask. “Ice cream makes everything sweeter.”

Jack just laughs. “Nice pun.”

You smirk. “I try.”

You two continue talking until Logan calls the boys over. You watch them rap for a little bit until it’s your turn. You hop into the view of the camera and hold your hand out like you’re supposed to.

“Hold up, lemme show you how it’s done,” you tell the boys. You roll up your sleeves.

“Jake let’s get this straight, you basically always ruined my day. I never loved you, no, and I really didn’t like you in my flow. Weren’t you taught to respect women? I guess maybe not if you didn’t listen.

"Another thing, I never slept with you. It’d take too much to even take off my shoe. First you say I sleep around, now you’re trying to pound? Ha, funny, you really ain’t making much money.

"Lets go about this, sit down for a second while I make my first amendment. Respect me, cause I’m the one you worshipped at MY feet. Number two-” you pump your chest “-my body ain’t no one’s, and especially not yours!

"Number three - the final one for today - maybe you ain’t any work, just play. I know from experience you must work to the top, but it’s hard when you try to roast those who helped you up.

"So have a nice day, Paul-” you wave “-I’ll even pull a Logan and roast myself: okay, so I need help when I fall. Big deal! You need help just to make it real!”

You end and they cut the verse. You roll down your sleeves and dust off your clothes. The boys, however, stare at you in awe.

“How the crap did you learn to rap like that?” Corbyn asks in shock.

You blush a little. “I - uh - practice?”

Jack looks at you. “What I did was practice. Yours was epic.”

“And that’s why we got her,” Logan says proudly and high-fives you. “Nice job, Little Belle.”

You roll your eyes. “Yeah, yeah, yeah. Let’s go to the next shoot.”

You all pile in a car and head to Logan’s place. After fooling around with Kong and Maverick, you and Jack head outside to the giant bean bags, each of you taking up one. Logan continues vlogging as you two talk.

“Yeah, I prefer baseball,” you say. “Most don’t like it, but I find it comforting. It seems much less than it actually is.”

Jack nods. “Yeah, it’s pretty cool. You should come to a game with us sometime.”

You smile. “That’d be fun.”

“Have you heard the new ATL album?” You ask him. “Or, what there is of it?”

He nods. “Yeah it’s pretty dope.”

You guys continue talking until your phone vibrates. You look at it, and you eyes pop for a moment. You shoot up out of your seat.

“LOGAN PAUL!” You shout, and Jack follows your worriedly.

“WHAT?” He shouts back, then realizes you’re right next to him.

You show him your phone screen. “What…Jakey?”

You nod and he looks at you before turning his camera off. He sits down next to you, and you press the notification and type in your passcode quickly. You turn your volume all the way up and you two watch Jake’s newest video together. When it gets to the apology part, Logan’s emotions change physically. Yours, however, stay as hard as stone. You listen to his apologies to others and then it comes to you.

“This last one is one of the most important.” By now all the others boys and Brendan are huddled around you two. “Logan, yours was important as was the Logang and Why Don’t We, but this person… I should’ve never done any of what I did to her.”

Everyone’s dead silent, even Kong and Marverick.

“To Y/N, I’m deeply, deeply sorry,” Jake starts, “I know you may not believe it, but I am. I should know better; I was taught better. You’re not easy, I had to chase you for three months to get you to agree to a date. I never even slept with you, and I know that you don’t sleep around. The whole love thing…

"Like I said, this video was meant to be a joke, but putting you in it wasn’t right. You’ve never done anything to make me say any of that; I was the one that got dumped, I was the one that hurt you. You never hurt me and I shouldn’t have acted like I did.”

He sighs and runs a hand through his hair before he looks at the camera and puts his hands down on the table. “Therefor, I know you’re talented. I know you can blow me off of this planet with just about anything you can do, so I fully expect you to hit me hard. Words hurt, but I’m ready to get what I gave. I’m sorry, but that doesn’t mean you don’t get to put your own two cents in.”

Jake looks right at the camera, and you seem to lock eyes with him.

“I apologize to everyone for what I did, but most of all to you.”

You watch the last few seconds before your screen goes dark. Your brain barely even processes what he says before you shoot straight up and head to Maverick’s room. Once you get there, you slam the door and lock it, regretting the scene you might’ve made. Maverick squawks at you, and you sigh.

“I know, Mav, I was stupid,” you tell him. He squawks again. “Yeah, yeah, yeah, you don’t need to rub it is.”

Maverick makes a move as if he’s kissing your finger that’s on the cage.

“What do I do?” You whisper to the bird, but e just squawks. You frown. “Right, I forgot you’re a bird.”

You sigh and sit against the wall, looking at the ceiling for a minute or two before you decide to leave the room. You head out and grab your wallet, phone, and keys.

“What’re you doing?” Logan asks.

I look at him. “We’re filming the second verse, right? He said to fire back, and we’re gonna fire back.”

Daniel frowns. “Y/N, are you sure?”

You scoff. “You act like I don’t know what I’m doing. I know perfectly what I’m about to do, and yes, I’m sure. Let’s go or else we won’t get this video done today.”

The others follow you as you leave, but Jack grabs your arm and looks at you before turning to Logan.

“We’re gonna take the stairs.” He takes you to the door for the staircase and you look at him in confusion.

“Look, I know you’re mad, and I understand perfectly why you’re doing what you’re doing,” Jack starts, “but maybe consider something here: Jake hurt you, I get that. He deserves this, but don’t say anything that’ll hit him personally; you’ve already done that.”

You look at Jack. “What he said was beyond personal, Jack.”

He nods. “I know. I know how it feels to love someone and then get played; it doesn’t feel good, but just think about what I said, okay? I’ve only known you for a day, but by the way Logan talked about you, I don’t want you to get hurt. Ever.”

You look at him for a moment, taking in his chocolate brown eyes and his plump lips that said all of that.

“I will.” You promise, and the two of you meet the rest of them.

You sit on the helipad as Alissa and Logan do their thing. Funny, how Logan got two of Jake’s exes, though Alissa wasn’t hit personally by the song. You sigh as you sit there, and Zach comes to sit next to you.

“Can I talk for a second?” He asks.

You nod.

“Look, I’m sure Jack didn’t mean to come on strong,” Zach says. “He worries, a lot. He’s seen his sisters go through things like this, and he himself has. He doesn’t like it when people get hurt, especially the ones he cares about.”

“Me?” You ask. “He’s only known me for a day.”

Zach nods. “Maybe, but the way Logan talked about you… he’s been wanting to meet you for forever. He knows, Y/N. He knows what’s going on, just give him a chance.”

You nod as Zach gets up and Jack comes over a few minutes later.

“Did you send him here to say that?” You ask the curly-headed boy after a moment or two of silence.

“No,” Jack replies. “Even for sixteen, that doof has some wisdom.”

You chuckle at that as you two sit there and watch Logan. It’s a nice silence; one that makes you appreciate Jack more. Maybe you were wrong about him…

“He-” You look Jack straight in the eye, and it just happens.

Your lips connect, but it’s not a bad thing. He’s…he’s actually a pretty good kisser. Your lips move against his gently, and Jack makes sure it’s soft and slow. You two continue until you hear Brendan and Logan.

“YEAH! GET IT NOODLEHEAD JACK!”

Jack pulls away for a second, looking at the two of them. “SHUT IT MOP!”

He then looks back at you, and you just giggle as he rolls his eyes, though he’s smiling. You wrap your arms around his neck as he pulls you closer and the two of you share another kiss, then another - each better than the last.

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Hm… I’m thinking about making this one into a fanfic? Any comments? Anyways, hope y'all liked it! I really enjoyed it! Here ya go @im-pandora-curious!

College #1

A/N: College series #1 oneshot, as promised. I know a big apartment for a student is practically non-existent, but I needed it for his roommates. And I figured Percy 24 hours in campus would be just asking for trouble. So give this author a little creative license.

College #1

Sally smiled tearfully at Percy. He laughed at all the drama she was making, fixing the strap of his backpack on his shoulder, getting the key from his pocket and turning it on the lock. He pushed the door open and turned to Paul, accepting the cardboard box he handed out, walking inside the apartment.

It wasn’t very big or spacious, it was roughly the size of their own apartment, but for a college student, it was a mansion. The living room was connected to the kitchen, making the two look bigger than they were, a hallway led to four doors, plus a bathroom.

“Cool, mom.”

“You’ll have to get roommates, of course, but I think it won’t be too hard. It’s not too far from campus, and it’s a good building.”

"Yeah, okay.” he dropped the box on the floor in front of one of the doors.

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anonymous asked:

please explain your trip to Ireland! that seems so amazing. I would love to do that. can you tell me everything you did there and how you lived? :) <3.

Of course! :) Prepare yourself this may be long! 

It all started a few months after graduating high school - I worked really hard to get everything set up for college and nothing was working and I was really just frustrated and didn’t like the city I lived in and was overall miserable. I always joked to my best friend about running away and traveling.. and one morning I woke up and thought… well why the hell not?!  

I did research and found a program (helpx) that let me volunteer without paying a ridiculous fee. So I signed up and emailed a hostel I really liked in Kilkenny, Ireland. The next morning I received an email from the hostel saying the position was available if I wanted to take it. *I freaked* From there it was no turning back, my mind was set! There wasn’t a drop of fear or hesitation in my blood. I ran to the bank and deposited all my bills and coins in order to purchase the plane ticket.. meanwhile not telling a soul about it. When I eventually told my grandparents who I lived with at the time, they were not pleased. I got kicked out, all my belongings were thrown in boxes and placed outside (I still think it is outside to this day.. almost 3 years later!), and my car was sold while I was gone. All for not living the life they wanted me too. Completely ignoring that I am in fact an individual with personal desires, opinions, and goals. 

When I boarded the plane, I had $1200 in the bank and no idea what the hell I was doing.. but it felt right. It was my second time on a plane. I was in lala land the whole time! 

I worked at many different places in many different cities and countries so I will do a summary: 

Kilkenny, Ireland: Worked at a hostel changing beds, setting out breakfast, cleaning, and talking with guests. I would eat lunch at a castle everyday, had many surreal moments- straight out of a movie, but I got sick towards the end and ran away in the early morning because the manager was sort of making me feel uncomfortable. I wish I would have just told him I wasn’t interested because he was pretty neat and I was working with a girl I LOVED but I was naive and loved the idea of running away. 
Kenmare, Ireland: Worked at an equestrian and activity center. Got super fit and my body was banging. The landscape was dreamlike, the house was a cottage mansion, I biked 20 miles to a little seaside town, I worked with a really amazing reiki-holistic lady from Boston who now lives 2 hours away from me, I learned how to use a knife and fork properly! 
Dublin: 
Couchsurfed at the UNI and explored Dublin and danced to ACDC and other classic rock fabs in clubs! Favorite memory included me walking down Grafton st while it was raining and I didn’t have an umbrella, several sweet men shielded me with theirs *swooning*
Santiago de Compostela, Spain: 
I met up with Erin, who I found on the helpx companion page. She is really spunky and freehearted. We worked at a hostel again with 7-8 other people! It was basically a massive party and we never really worked. We went to some of the coolest, oldest pubs that were like something out of a Guillermo del Toro film. We ate a lot of bread, heaps of papas fritas, drank wine like it was water, spoke little spanish (sadly), danced with men who spoke a different language then we. Towards the end, everyone got kicked out because no one was working because no one managed us. 
London: Erin and I didn’t work here, we just explored the city for a while.
Hinckley, England: We helped sort (or tried) this ladies home for a move. She had hoarder tendencies. To me, she was quite odd at the time because I hadn’t been “enlightened” or into the holistic lifestyle then. We did long distance healings, had a car boot sale, showered probably 2 times the 10 days we were there, had no heat. Overall, we really looked forward to going to Ascot the whole time! haha 
Ascot, England: Erin and I stayed in a small cabin in the backyard of the Magill’s. We cleaned the house and walked the dog. One night we got piss drunk and Erin tried to order french fries at a gas station. I love her. We couchsurfed in Oxford for her birthday and it was quite fun but I also learned that my best friend had been in a car accident and hadn’t made it. My whole life flipped from there. 

Come 2013, decided to go back with my twin sister: 

Hampstead Heath, London: We walked a couple’s dog on the Heath everyday and planted a garden. Judy was british and Dan was American. Our experience was so authentic and more like staying with family. Dan always encouraged to come out and play pool at an Irish pub in Camden. I was horrible, Becca was great! 
Amsterdam: Took a ferry over, stayed at a hostel the first few nights, biked in countryside, met two lovely girls who eventually met a girl I went to school with in India. Synchronicities! Moved to an Airbnb. Did the things you should do in Amsterdam! ;) 
Dublin: Flew to Ireland for a music festival to see my favorite bands. Met up with my best friend and her brother. 
Schull, West Cork, Ireland: Worked at a french bakery cafe. There were 10+ other young workers. The owners were really rude but we always got delicious pastries and coffee. Plus I was working at a french cafe in a small seaside town in Ireland with my best friend… can’t get better. We took a ferry out to a small island, danced on a bench to electronic music in a pub the size of my bedroom, hitchhiked. Then we ran away in the early hours of the morning to Dublin.. see a trend here ;)
Galway: Fun but over hyped. Many synchronicities occured here. 
Lehinch, Co Clare: One of the best helpx spots. We were the first helpers because it was a friend of Judy and Dan’s from London. It is a small, lively beach town. I could see the Cliffs of Moher from my bedroom window. We got paid! The family was our family. We went on roadtrips and Sarah was really big on The Law of Attraction and she opened my eyes to the metaphysical side of life I had known about but hadn’t given much thought too. Staying with Sarah, Paul, and Granny Mary changed my sisters and I’s life. 

Overall, my only advice is to just go. Listen to that voice inside yourself and just do what you want to do. Don’t take life too seriously. Experiment with it! Play it like a game! :)

PS. I hope this wasn’t too long! I tried to make it quick and snappy but I failed! :) ♥

31 FEMALE RAPPERS WHO CHANGED HIP-HOP: ANGEL HAZE

In the brief time that Angel Haze has been in the rap game, she’s managed to turn heads. The rapper/singer, born in Detroit and raised in Brooklyn, has a fire in her that’s ignited admirable and stripped-down rhymes. Emotions guide Haze’s moves – whether fearless and rebellious (leaking her major label debut album without Universal’s consent) or “out of control” (beefing with Azealia Banks on Twitter). They make her real, which is especially appreciated in hip-hop.

Beginnings

“The way I live my life is that I like to challenge myself, to take on the things I’m not really good at. I’ve always had an affinity for words. I started writing poetry and I said ‘fuck it’ and started doing this (rapping). When I first started rapping I was terrible at it. I’m only now becoming bearable. [Laughs] It became cathartic. I would listen to Eminem and Kanye [West] and said, 'This is soul-baring music.’ You take an instrumental and you pour yourself on to it and it becomes a sigh of relief. It was really important, especially back then, because I was so angry.”

The Making And Impact Of Her “Cleaning Out My Closet” Remake

“There are a tons of things that I haven’t touched on publicly because I feel like if I can’t cope with them in private I definitely can’t cope with them in public. I can’t have someone listen to my deepest, darkest truths if I’m not ready to.”

“I told myself, 'Admit it.’ 'Cleaning Out My Closet’ was me wanting to let go. Being 19, [I was] still that angry little girl and wanting to scream all the time. Putting out 'Cleaning Out My Closet’ soothed me.  I can’t listen to that song, though. I’ve only performed it one time. I put it out, and won’t go back. I let it go and it transcended my own personal pain and helped other people.”

“It made me realize how universal music can be. It can touch thousands of people in thousands of different types of ways. I think life is philanthropy. If you’re not living life in a way that you’re helping people, I don’t know if you’re doing it the right way. That record made me realize I really wanted to do this.”

Reconnecting With Her Mother
“We’ve had a real rough two years. We went from not speaking at all to about a month ago, starting to reconnect. As a child, I’m still a child, you get real wrapped up in your anger and want to hate people forever. Listening to Eminem’s 'Headlights’ made me realize that I don’t want to be old and finally realize [that] my mom did everything she could to raise me. Even if she didn’t do it the right way, she tried. I said everything that I needed to say and if she’s interested in re-building a relationship with me, why not?”

“I can call my mom [now] and tell her that Sean Paul kissed me. [Laughs] We met in an elevator after a show we played. My friends left me on the elevator with him. He hugged me and he kissed me. It was completely accidental but I was so dead. I freaked out: 'Oh my God, Sean Paul just kissed me!’ If I can call my mom and tell her stupid shit like that then it’s fun for me.”

Women In Hip-Hop

“I think of Lauryn Hill as the woman of hip-hop. I think of her as a music figure because she’s transcended into pop, alternative and she’s all those things and hip-hop at one time. She has a massive following because she poured [out] her soul and did it in a way that was completely authentic to her. I think that’s what makes women in hip-hop so special. You have to be genre-defying.”

“Missy Elliott is beyond rap. Queen Latifah and others have been relentless in their pursuit regardless of  whatever way they were conveyed. Nicki Minaj came out of the gates baring parts of her soul and being one of the most relentless woman in hip-hop. She’s on everyone’s songs, killing everyone from Jay Z to Kanye and she’s still going. It’s admirable.”

“You don’t know how high the ceiling is until someone hits it and [Nicki Minaj] shows us how high you can go.”


Beefing With Azealia Banks

“To be honest, for me it wasn’t an amazing display of character. It was very emotional because it was with someone I knew outside of work. It wasn’t like it was us saying, 'I’m a better rapper than you.’ It wasn’t an actual battle but more, 'Why are you being fake?’ Then it was a lack of control of emotions. It wasn’t okay.  I apologized to her personally. I got a bit out of control. You have a problem with someone and you can’t resolve [it], then you have to take the high road. I didn’t. I was a bitch and I regret that. I don’t let people take me out of my element.”

Competition Amongst Female Rappers

“There’s no competitiveness between women rappers now, though people say there is, because we all do this differently. We’re all in different lanes. But the male ego is easily damaged by that. If they can only focus on one woman, they will.”

“My old managers would tell me, 'You need to do something better than Nicki Minaj.’ I would say, 'You need to go fall on your dick because I’m doing what I do and that’s it.’ I have a warped perception because I don’t believe in putting women against each other.”

Sexuality In Hip-Hop

“I think it’s very weird how obsessed people have become with sexuality within the past years. People used to shy away from that but over the past few years, especially now with gay marriages, it’s something that people have started focusing on more and intimately so. In the grand scheme, it’s like saying your favorite color is red. It shouldn’t be the main focus of who a person is.”

Advice To One’s Younger Self

“[I’d say,] 'Bitch, get it together.’ I can’t say I regret coming out the gates projectile-vomiting my demons everywhere but I would have been a lot more cautious as to how quickly I shared myself. Some people are afraid to approach me or think that I’m a bitch because of what I’ve shared. There’s this perception of me that I don’t live up to in person. You put your feelings out there and people think that’s who you are, not who you were.”

“I’ve been doing this for two years and I’ve been letting go. I’ve been getting lighter and I think a part of artistry is evolution. I think the ultimate goal is to be happy.”

What’s Next?

“Seeing how my release went with 'Dirty Gold,’ I feel like I should spend the rest of this year making [that] album one of the best things about me. It’s one of my first albums. It’s one I put all my work into and I want the world to hear it.”

“I’m going to take some time off at the end of the year, a month or so, and move away to write. I’ll go back in with Markus [Dravs] and do what we do.”

“I’m going to start writing the next album soon. I’ve just been cultivating a sound. I want to do all live instruments this time and move further with the singing. I’ve been taking vocal lessons. To hone in on my craft, I have to take a step forward sonically and vocally.”

anonymous asked:

I'm feeling such a mixed bag of feelings now! Fangirling over their love scenes but is it weird to be upset that Steroline did it with their humanity off? From the promo of next episode, I worry that their relationship is heading towards a self destructive path which is completely different from the relationship that we love so much :( And I worry that the cure will be used to insert the triangle of doom if they turn Elena into human..

It’s not weird to feel that way. I know a lot of fans wanted Stefan and Caroline’s first time to be emotional and “special” - to be love making rather than straight up fucking. I get it. There’s nothing weird about that. Each of us have various notions of what romance is and how it should ideally play out with our favorite ships.

Personally, I was hoping that they’d have sex with their humanity turned off because it gives them so much more to talk about once it’s back on. Good Lord! They will need to have that talk now! Besides, no humanity sex adds a new dimension & dynamic to their relationship. They get to experience their relationship in way that they never got to do with their past loves. It’s new, it’s different, and it feels fresh to me.

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One Sunday (1/1) – A post 5.05 fix it fic

Warnings: 

Rated T for some mild mature content; 

Episode 5.05 spoilers

READ AT YOUR OWN RISK AND ENJOY! 

It was a Sunday morning, and Felicity stood on the balcony of the loft she’d once shared with the love of her life. Now, she was alone. Sure, she was dating someone else, but she’d never felt more alone in her life.

Two months ago Felicity and Oliver had come to an understanding that they were going to try to move on. They told each other that they would always care for one another, and that was that. Felicity’s heart clenched, remembering the moments she’d shared with Oliver standing along the railing she now leaned on, the kisses, the reassuring conversations, the loving touches. She stayed in this place because she couldn’t give that all up fully. It was as if the loft held the ghosts of their relationship so deeply that she could feel them if she concentrated hard enough. But Felicity was with Billy right now. He was kind, but she knew it wasn’t right – not really. It was too late for her and Oliver, wasn’t it? She’d told him to never give her his ring back. She told him that it would never work between them. She’d been final about it, and so, she had to stick to her guns. Didn’t she?

The only problem was she hated this whole thing, and it was getting worse everyday. If Felicity was really honest with herself, she’d admit that she wished she could turn back time and take it all back. Oh, she would have let Oliver suffer a bit, but she’d have been more strategic about it, less hurt and in the moment – saying things that she was beginning to fear she’d regret for the rest of her life.  Then she thought about that moment when he stood no more than a foot from where she was right now and he vulnerably asked her if she was leaving the door open for them. She’d shut him down so fast, she’d nearly choked. That whole night she tossed and turned about it. What had she been afraid of? She’d gone to get a haircut the next afternoon, thinking the change would help her feel more like a new person. But it hadn’t. So now, she was growing her hair out again. For some reason, it made her feel free, like she wasn’t trying to control every little thing. Maybe it was to let herself grow, too. Maybe that growth could allow her to believe she deserved to take back what she wanted. Maybe. Of course, she didn’t know if she had that right any more.

Oliver had been seeing someone, a reporter. They’d broken it off after about two weeks, according to Thea. But now there was another woman. She worked with Billy at the SCPD. Oliver seemed to be spending a lot of time with her at the mayor’s office working on a case that he claimed he did not need the team’s help with. This woman, Tina, was her name had it out for vigilantes, so Oliver decided he wanted to get on her good side so he could keep an eye on her. Felicity wondered if that was all that was going on. But again, what right did she have to say anything? She’d let Oliver go. He had a right to move on.

**

Oliver wasn’t moving on from Felicity, and he never would. These women were nothing more than a half-hearted attempt to feel something again. But it wasn’t the same. Not like it had been when he was younger and lost himself in a pretty girl to forget his problems. He just didn’t feel like he had much of a choice. If Felicity had moved on, was happy without him, then he owed it to himself to try to be happy without her. He huffed out a laugh – as if that were even remotely possible. The truth was he had no idea what he was doing with these women and why he’d made his life into the mess that it was. He sat across the table of a new outdoor bistro that Thea wanted to try away from the office. Oliver tended to work seven days a week, and Thea decided that it was time for him to take at least a few hours off. It was Sunday after all.

“I’m worried about you, Ollie.”

“Oh? Why’s that?”

“Because you’re failing at this whole moving on thing.”

Oliver laughed. “Oh, I am, am I?”

Thea lifted her eyebrows and picked up her ice water. “Yes, you are,” she finished before taking a sip then putting the glass back down. She folded her arms and leaned back. “I’ve known you my whole life, Ollie, and I am really starting to think that I’ll never understand you.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Why aren’t you fighting for her? Why didn’t this summer end with you and Felicity back in each other’s arms?”

“Uh, maybe because she—“

“Don’t.” Thea held up a hand, but before she could continue, the waiter arrived to take their orders.  “I’ll have the eggs Florentine, please,” Thea told the tall thin man.

Oliver continued to scowl at Thea, wanting to know what she was about to say immediately.

“Sir,” the waiter prompted him of his haze.

“Sorry. The stuffed French toast. Thank you.”

When the waiter was gone, Oliver narrowed his eyes at his sister. “Don’t what?”

“You know exactly what I was going to say,” said Thea.

“Actually, I have no clue.”

“Don’t try to sell me on the idea that you think Felicity is happy with that…Billy person or whatever his name is.” Thea rolled her eyes. “I’m serious about this, Ollie. I think this has gone on long enough.”

“She’s been with him for three months.”

“And she’s been with you for five years,” Thea stated bluntly. “She’s right there with you every day. You trust each other; you love each other. You need to stop playing this game.”

“If this is a game, Thea, it’s the most painful game I’ve ever played. And trust me, that’s saying something.”

“Then do something about it,” she advised before going quiet until the food arrived.

After several bites in, Oliver said, “I want to be mature about this. I want her to come to me if that’s what she wants.”

“Maybe you’re right. Maybe we should trust her to come around,” Thea resigned.

Trust her. “That’s exactly what I’m doing, Thea.”

“Well, I still think you should fight for her, but that’s just me.”

**

Late that evening, after a movie with Curtis, Evelyn and Paul, Felicity suggested they hit Big Belly Burger.  She hadn’t had it in months, and she could really do with a Little Belly Buster and seasoned curly fries.

“I can’t believe the night’s so quiet,” Evelyn remarked before biting into her sandwich. The ladies sat on one side of the booth with the men on the other.

“It happens sometimes,” said Felicity, swirling a fry around in her ketchup. “But we still keep ourselves busy and productive.” She and Curtis had been working on a couple of side projects they wanted to launch. While financially independent due to still being the controlling stock holder at Palmer Tech, the board still had the right to keep Felicity out. She didn’t want to return after the way they’d treated her anyway, but she did have career aspirations outside of Team Arrow to make a difference in the light of day just like Oliver did.

“Well, don’t tell Oliver, but I’m glad we actually get to take days off,” said Curtis. Okay, so Felicity wasn’t going to ask him to meet up later to go over some changes she’d come up with for their project. She’d save it for Monday at the bunker. It was the way they spent most of the daylight hours when Curtis wasn’t training anyway.

“Totally,” Evelyn agreed. “So, Felicity, when are you going to dump that Billy guy and get back together with Oliver?”

Felicity choked on her soda. “Excuse me?”

“I’m pretty sure you heard me. So?” Evelyn blinked at her, eyes wide and expectant.

Felicity looked to Curtis for help.

“You know…” Her friend started with a tilt of his head that told her he was not going to be her ally in this. “Maybe the kid’s out of line, but I’ve actually been wondering the same thing.”

She turned to Paul next, eyes pleading. Her former physical therapist shook his head. “Sorry, can’t help you Felicity. That big brooding oak tree we call mayor is so in love with you, I don’t know. Everyone can see it. But it’s none of our business.”

Maybe it wasn’t their business, but they weren’t exactly off-base. “Well, he screwed up, then I screwed up, so that’s that.”

“That’s that?” Evelyn wondered. “And you’re teaching us to fight for what we believe in every day. That attitude’s not exactly inspiring.”

“I need some more napkins,” Felicity said with a distracted sigh. She wanted to move on from Oliver. She wanted it to be easy, but it wasn’t. And she knew exactly why. When she got back to the table, her three companions were wrapping up their half-eaten food. “Are we leaving?” she asked Curtis. “Something happen?”

“Uh, no. Nothing you know related to what we normally do,” Curtis replied. “But, uh, check your phone.” Her eyes whipped to the spot on the table where she’d left it. “I used the emergency unlocking code you gave me.”

“Curtis!”

Felicity snatched up her phone and swiped it open. She’d apparently texted Oliver and asked her to meet her there at Big Belly Burger in ten minutes. His response was simply, “On my way.” Her thumb hovered over the phone ready to send a text telling him that she hadn’t been the one to invite him. But then something stopped her from following through. She was going to kill those three. But she waited, and then he was there.

“Hi,” Oliver said, shyly stuffing his hands in his pockets when she stood up to greet him. He looked perfect in his jeans and dark blue Henley. She’d seen him in his suits, seen him in the Green Arrow costume, seen him in his workout gear, but she hadn’t seen him in everyday casual clothes in weeks. His stubble was looked like it was on day three after a trim. She wanted to run her fingers along his jaw and feel its prickles. She usually tried repressing this urge, but for some reason, watching him standing there, looking at her with a combination of panic, relief and hope, she felt some of her defenses drop.

“Hi,” she returned, tucking a loose strand behind her ear.

“I like your hair anyway you have it, but it looks nice growing out like that.”

“You noticed?” Billy hadn’t. She thought Oliver hadn’t, but she knew he’d never say anything to her about it if he had until that moment. Something in the air around them changed right then. His eyes studied hers, and she could feel him delving deeper inside her. Did he see something there that she normally wouldn’t let him see?

“I notice everything about you, Felicity,” said Oliver, stepping closer to her, invading her personal space. “Except maybe when you’re not telling me you’re seeing other people.”

Felicity turned away from him. “Oliver…”

“Your text said you wanted to talk to me,” he murmured.

Felicity inhaled the sweet scent of soap, cologne and maleness that was Oliver before nodding once and looking up into his searching blue eyes. “I think I do.”

He placed a hand on her shoulder, causing her to suck in a sharp breath. “Do you want to stay here or—“

Felicity swallowed, then shook her head. “Let’s go for a drive?”

“I brought the car, so—“

“Perfect.”

**

They ended up at a secluded hilltop park at the edge of the city, overlooking the water. The tiny lights that dotted the young trees in the new park made the space feel magical. Oliver had a feeling that it wasn’t the space though.

“So…are you ready to talk about whatever it is you needed to talk about?” he asked her as they wove up a gravelly path to the park’s lookout point.

“I have a confession, Oliver. I didn’t send that text. It was Curtis and Evelyn.”

“Then why didn’t you tell me not to come?”

They found a stone bench and sunk down onto it. Felicity took one of Oliver’s large hands and brought it to her lap. “Because I do want to talk to you. I—Oliver,” she started her voice wavering then to his horror she choked on a sob, “I’m so unhappy.” Then she was in tears, digging her small fingers into his hand.

“Hey, hey, shhh….” Oliver pulled her into his arms without a second thought. “What happened?” He rubbed her back in delicate soothing circles, pushing the wild thoughts that begged to enter his mind away. “Did Billy do something to you—“

“No!” She pulled back, wiping at her eyes. Her expression softened. “No. He’s just—I don’t know, Oliver. I don’t love him. I don’t think I can.”

“Because I destroyed your ability to trust?”

“Because I’m still in love with you.”

He gasped, then let his eyes slip shut for a moment before looking at her again. “And you don’t want to be…”

“I do want to be. I’ve been so stupid, Oliver. I love you and everything about you. I just need you to trust me all the time. I need you to let me in as much as you can and think of me when it comes to the bigger things. And you’ve been doing so well with that, given that we’re not even together any more. And us being a part…It’s just…It stopped making sense a long time ago.” Oliver felt like he couldn’t breathe. He was afraid to move, so he just pressed his lips together and let her finish. “I want to be with you, Oliver, but I understand if it’s too late—“

Until she said that. “It’s never, never going to be too late. I love you so much, Felicity. Do you understand that?”

She nodded, tears spilling over her cheeks again. “I’m so sorry, Oliver.”

He cupped her face in his hands, using his thumbs to lovingly wipe away her tears. “I’m sorry, too,” he said, his voice soft and thick. “I kick myself everyday knowing that I ruined this. That I ruined us. I’ve only been trying to move on, so you’d stop worrying about me. Because I know you do that.”

“Of course, I do that,” she said, leaning her forehead against his for a beat then kissing each corner of his mouth. “You’re the man I love.”

Oliver groaned and crushed his lips to hers. Then before he knew it, she was in his lap and his tongue was inside her mouth, reacquainting itself with hers. Every part inside of him, everything he thought had died, switch back on, and he was feeling. God, was he feeling again. He pulled away from her breathless, but not before pressing tiny kisses along each of her cheeks and behind each ear. He nipped on her earlobe then sucked it between his teeth, making her whimper a little. This practiced dance of love they’d perfected and intensified every time they were close was everything. She was everything. But— “Did you mean it? Do you really want to be with me?” he asked. He sounded like a desperate fool, but he couldn’t help it. He needed her so damn much, but still he wanted her to be sure. “Because if you don’t—“

Felicity gave him the most beautiful lopsided smile he’d ever seen. Love surged through him so powerfully it overwhelmed him. “If you want me to be happy,” she replied.

“You know I do.”

“Then shut up and kiss me again.”

Oliver chuckled before pressing a hard quick kiss to her mouth.  Just as he was about to dive in deeper, Felicity’s hand pressed against his chest. “What is it?” He stilled. “Felicity?”

“I just…” She sighed. “I just need you to know that you’re my always, too, Oliver.” Then it was done. Oliver’s heart wracked against his chest as their lips met again. She was his again, and he was never going to let her go.

Later that night, they lay wrapped up in each other in brand new sheets Felicity insisted they buy on the way back to the loft. Every bit of love they had for the other harmonizing in synchrony as their bodies met over and over.

“You know I wanted to fight for you,” Oliver said, kissing the top of her forehead after their second round, “but I wanted to give you your time. But there was only so much longer I was going to wait.”

“Oh really?”

He nodded, biting her bottom lip before running his tongue over it then kissing her for a good healthy minute while his hands roamed over the soft contours of the body he’d been missing for so long.  “I don’t know what I was going to do, but it wouldn’t have been pretty.”

Felicity sat up, the pale green sheets not at all covering her beautiful form. Oliver’s eyes rested on her breasts.

“My eyes are up here, buster,” she teased.

“I know,” he said, looking at her for a little longer. “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. I can’t believe I’m so damn lucky.”

She buried her face in his neck then sucked at it a little. Oliver groaned. “I love you for respecting me,” she mumbled into his skin.

“What was that?”

She sat back. “I love you for respecting me, but next time you can go ahead a make a fool out of yourself for me, I won’t object. Just no blood shed.”

Oliver’s arms tightened around her. “I would never be able to promise that. But there isn’t going to be a next time.” He kissed her for a while before a tickle war followed and after that a night of making love that left them both exhausted for their Monday responsibilities. They wouldn’t have had it any other way.

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Don’t worry. Our girl dumps Billy without blinking bright and early Monday morning. ;) Thanks for reading! 

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Let’s play a game. Guess what the above GIFs all have in common.

“They’re scenes from Orphan Black.” True, but I was looking for something a little more specific. Keep guessing.

“These scenes showcase Orphan Black’s cast of male scientists.” Also true. And while I have a weird soft spot for freaky Dr. Leekie, that’s not what I meant to highlight. Try again.

“These scenes all convey inaccurate information that misdirects the audience and establishes false expectations.” Bingo! You win approximately eleven million chocolate Pupoks. (Don’t eat them all at once.)

This commonality, dear readers, is what I’ll be discussing in this installment of the Delphine’s Not Dead series, in which I—your host for these posts—will examine concrete details, storytelling logic, and the big picture to explain why I believe Dr. Delphine Cormier is still very much alive.

If you missed Part 1, feel free to check it out here. Otherwise, let’s dive into Part 2 and investigate one of Orphan Black’s most defining characteristics: “Misleading the Audience Through the Dissemination of False Information,” or more simply put, “The Writers Are Trying to Deceive You and Don’t You Forget It.

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