because of the sheer lack of understanding regarding how your faces work

anonymous asked:

Drunk donna and sober Harvey in a relationship.

The Drunkard 1/1


It ended…with one phone call,

And a groan, emitting loudly from the other end.


Contrary, to the rules set at the very beginning of the night,

This ended up to be the outcome….


“Yours is in the there,” Mike Ross remarks tiredly, passing past Harvey Specter with his hands full of a very tiny and very unconscious woman. One Rachel Zane. The Best Friend. The Wife. The Associate.

“Thanks,” Harvey groans at his friend, stalking towards the bar. He notices the all too familiar redhead draped over the dirty bar counter, shaking his head at the sight of her, past the worst for wear portion of the night.

Okay, come on you,” He encourages, picking up her phone - relieved that she hasn’t bought a purse - as he slides her phone and credit card into his back pocket, his arm wrapping around her willowy frame as she awakens slightly, looking about herself and her surroundings before more importantly noticing his appearance.

“Whaaaa…Harvey…?” She mumbles, hitting him with a ton of whiskey breath. He frowns. She told him that she only ever drank the stuff because of him, and yet here she is completely covered in it.

“Where’zzz Rach…?” She asks then, her expression a muddle of unfocused worry as she looks to him.

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Digimon Adventure tri. - Chapter 4: Loss | Thoughts

So … I thought it was pretty good? I did read a few spoilers and people seemed to think it was really, really bad. So maybe because I expected it to be so bad that when it wasn’t that bad, I thought it was pretty good? If I were to rank the films so far, from best to worst …

3 (Confession), 4 (Loss), 2 (Determination), 1 (Reunion).

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Gintama: A Personal Review

Rating: 10/10 

What is Gintama? 

Gintama is an anime (based on the manga by Sorachi) set in the Edo period of Japan, when aliens (known as the Amanto) have invaded the Earth. Sakata Gintoki, Kagura, and Shimura Shinpachi run an “Odd Jobs” business in Edo trying to make a living. Working as the “Odd Jobs” or “Yorozuya,” this trio meets and befriends many people, and adventures ensue. 

An Overview: 

Gintama has been given a rating of 10/10 for me personally, but this does not indicate a lack of flaws. There are dozens of imperfections but overall, the amazing aspects of this anime are so wonderful and astounding that the flaws are easily overlooked. 


The characters of Gintama have a special place in my heart. They are some of the most beautifully written, unique, and strange characters in anime. Each character is so tragically flawed that it is real in an unrealistic way (if that makes sense), and it is their flaws and the ability to be more than their flaws that make them so intriguing. Many characters are also wrapped in layers and depth that are slowly uncovered and peeled back as one delves deeper into the anime. 

A perfect example of the flaws, layers and beauty of the characters would be the main character himself. 

The main character is Sakata Gintoki, who I could talk about forever. At first glance, Sakata Gintoki appears to be a lazy (but attractive), good-for-nothing, sweets-loving, nose-picking, pathetic excuse for a samurai. After being used to bold, determined, young and shining shonen heroes such as Naruto and Luffy, I was both surprised and excited with Gintoki’s character. He is like a breath of fresh air; something new and refreshing. 

It is evident since the start that Gintoki is flawed, exhibiting traits that aren’t usually seen in heroes. It appears that he always takes the easy way out, has no ambition nor motivation, and isn’t the best role model. This, however, only scratches the surface of the complexity and realism of his character. 

Once Gintoki is placed in threatening or serious situations, you are completely astounded by him as his true colours are shown to be that of a mesmerizing and wise hero who will protect what (or more particularly, who) he loves at any cost. Delving in even deeper, you begin to both sympathize and empathize with him as his past is revealed to be not particularly pleasant but unlike most protagonists (or antagonists), he does not complain about his past, seeking retribution. His past remains in his past, and he focuses on the present. 

Gintoki is funny, he is flawed, he is heroic, he is amazing, and he is real. There is a raw realism to his character that makes him so relatable, because people don’t go around all the time preaching happiness and optimism. Sometimes they’re lazy. Sometimes they don’t want to get out of bed. Sometimes they’re flawed. Sometimes they seem hopeless. But when the situation calls for it, their true colours will be revealed and their strength will be shown. 

Something very interesting about these characters is that some are loosely based on historical Japanese figures. For instance, the Shinsengumi is based loosely on the real Shinsengumi that existed in Japan during the Bakumatsu period. (i.e. Okita Sougo, the best swordsman and manslayer is based on the historical Okita Soji, the top swordsman of the Shinsengumi.) It is interesting to learn of Japan’s history while watching a lighthearted adaptation of people who once existed in Japan. 

One more thing to note about the Gintama characters is that right off the bat, they are strong and confident in their abilities. This is interesting for me personally, because I’ve watched many shows where the main character has to train and grow to become strong. In Gintama, even a fourteen year old illegal immigrant girl has monster strength (there is a reason for that…). 

The characters of Gintama are a huge part of what makes the anime so compelling and masterful. 


I’m sure people who know something about Gintama believe that this anime has no plot. I personally never understood that opinion. Yes, Gintama is separated into a dozen short arcs, but there is an overall central focus of the government, rebels and issues (such as discrimination) with the Amanto in the anime that is becoming more and more prominent (especially in the recent chapters of the manga, but I digress). 

Normally, I am a huge fan of a central, developed and main plot for an anime (one central goal, like getting your limbs and your brother’s body back ehem ehem), but Gintama is an exception, because it’s formula regarding arcs and plot works wonderfully. 

There are small arcs that can range from 1 episode to around 9 episodes. Often, the comedic ones are much shorter than the serious action arcs. A great thing about how this is formulated is that anime fans who want to watch Gintama but do not want to invest too much time can watch an arc here and there without worry. Although some arcs are interconnected or may overlap slightly, generally one can watch a random episode and understand what’s going on. 

People who enjoy comedy and lightheartedness can simply watch the comedy arcs. People who enjoy action and angst can watch Gintama’s astounding serious arcs. People who want the full (and best) experience can simply just watch all of it. 

Gintama’s comedy arcs:

Huge Warning: there are some crude jokes and its comedy can be a bit inappropriate at times. (I.e. D*ck jokes) 

The comedy of Gintama is heavily based on anime parodies or references, so Gintama is great to watch for avid anime fans. (They’ll be able to understand the jokes easily). Regardless, there is information included with the subtitles that explain the jokes. Sure, the parodies are great, but they are not my favourite part of Gintama’s humour.

This anime’s sheer amount of things outrageous and unexpected is what sometimes makes me fall over laughing. Sometimes it can be so idiotic, so laughable and so hilariously “derp.” Gintama never ceases to surprise. One begins to expect the unexpected and just to catch you off guard, Gintama gives the expected which is unexpected, and the unexpected then ricochets and hits you right in the face, leaving you speechless then breathless with laughter. One also gains great insight regarding the characters. 

Gintama’s serious arcs: 

They are masterpieces, and that is an understatement. The emotion, the depth, the atmosphere, the suspense, the angst, the sorrow, the tears, the intensity, the epic-ness, the fights…they all far outclass any other anime I have seen thus far. 

Like the comedy arcs, they are filled with the unexpected, but they are always unexpectedly genius. Great examples include Yoshiwara in Flames (my personal favourite), Shinsengumi Crisis, Shinigami, Courtesan of a Nation, the Four Devas, and the Benizakura Arc (which astounded people so much that a movie adaption of the arc was made). 

There are not enough words to describe how beautiful the serious arcs of Gintama are, so I’ll leave it at this; after watching the serious arcs of Gintama, I am no longer satisfied with most other anime. 

Personal Note:

I honestly (I will not lie) found Gintama boring at first. I tried to get into it, and it was boring, so I gave up. A few months later I tried again and gave up. Then I decided to watch a serious arc first (I had watched about the first twenty episodes already, so I knew the characters well) and was thoroughly impressed. Slowly, I began choosing and watching different arcs until I watched all the episodes, and now I’m watching the ones being released in subsequent order. 

So, if you guys start off without being particularly interested, don’t be discouraged. If you want action, it begins in the 50s of the episodes. 

Soundtrack (Ops and Eds): 

The Gintama soundtrack is unique, filled with personality and distinctness. The Gintama openings have been beautiful with depth, wonderful animation and beautiful songs, and many of the Gintama endings have either been just as captivating, or cute. The OST can sometimes be hilarious (Baka Ouji’s OST) or devastating. 

Like the anime itself, the music perfectly encompasses how diverse Gintama is, and how it can range from a serious, sad work of art to lighthearted and comedic to epic and brimming with action. 


Not the best animation per se, especially the older episodes. The new episodes, however (Gintama 2015) are of stunning quality, colour and motion. Every character is also gorgeous (no matter how quirky they may be), so that’s a plus. The fight scenes are beautiful and just about perfection, but sometimes during comedy or lighthearted arcs, the proportions are a bit off for the characters. 


10/10. The rating of the anime. The main character’s birthday. (yep, Gintoki’s birthday is October 10th). Go watch Gintama, and you won’t regret it.
#BodyPositivityWeek: These Guys Took Their Clothes Off To Talk About Body Positivity
"Part of the reason I’ve had a difficult time accepting what my body looks like is because it’s not an accurate representation of my overall health or lifestyle."
By David Bertozzi, Taylor Miller

Body Positivity Week is a week of content devoted to exploring and celebrating our complicated relationships with our bodies. Over the course of the week, BuzzFeed will cover diverse topics such as body image and body dysmorphia; eating disorders; fitness, health, and illness; and offer tips on how to improve our relationships with our bodies. To stay aligned with this purpose, the people in the following images have been photographed in natural light and they have not undergone any beauty retouching.

“I remember when I was kid I really wanted to be an actor, like most kids probably, but unlike most kids I knew that I wouldn’t be able to make a career of it as early as 9 to 10 years old.”

“My amputation is congenital, and the only time I see my body type in the media is when it’s around some sort of tragedy. It would be nice to see a success story in the media, or maybe just an amputee being not actually THE story.

“Since I’ve become an avid trainer and gotten involved in following and learning from other adaptive athletes, I’ve loved the challenge of working out my arms. The progress there is the result of a lot of hard work and creative training.” —Taylor

“As a person who identifies as male/non-­binary, but chooses not to medically transition, it’s almost impossible to think of any representatives in the media.”

“I thought to myself, ‘If I can’t find someone that looks like me in the media, why not just do it myself?’ Transitioning is such a huge, personal decision that not every trans/non-­binary person makes. For some it is an absolute necessity for both their physical and mental well-being, but that’s not always the case. People may not understand right away and may want to have discussions with you that you may find uncomfortable, but oftentimes it’s not coming from a negative place, just a desire to understand.” —Leah

“The media would most likely typecast me as a gangster, drug user, or drug dealer because I have tattoos.”

“I’ve been told, ‘Your scar won’t get you any bookings or work. You will have to always cover them up and on top of that you are black.’ This is my motivation to change things in the media regarding body types and scars. The least I can do is bring myself exactly how I was created: a model with scars and natural imperfections that are perfectly me.” —Jimmy

“When you look at a man you’re attracted to, you always have to check if you’re attracted to them or if you want to be them.”

“The question becomes: ‘Since these images — these white, muscular, heteronormative bodies — that I’m conditioned to desire do not look like me, how could I be possibly allowed to desire, to love what I look like?’ I’m a lot better about it nowadays but still, I have to remind myself every day: We are more than just our bodies, so don’t stress. And take a selfie, because you look cute today.” —Matt

“For a long time I worried that I wasn’t the ‘ideal look’ so I tried to cover myself in ill-fitting, expensive clothes that I didn’t even feel comfortable in.”

“People find reasons to not appreciate bigger people because they think they look ‘unhealthy.’ I say we tell those people to get out of the unhealthy mindset of disrespecting others and celebrate beauty for all. It wasn’t until I started being true to my size that I started dressing for my happiness, and not for others.” —Kyle

“Commercials always told the story that acne could be cured and cleared.”

“My breakouts have subsided after trying dozens of treatments, but I still see the scars all over my face and on my chest. Does it bother me? Not so much anymore. I wish that we could tell everyone that acne and blemishes are not signs that we are broken. I wish that we could teach each other to look at ourselves in the mirror and love the skin we wear. Treatments and chemicals may help some guys find clear skin. But for guys like me who will show off our scars for everyone to see, we need to learn that we can be happy and confident in any skin.” —Kenny

“The words ‘androgynous and ‘plus size’ are never seen together in the media.”

“As a child, I thought I had to look a certain way to be accepted by society. I used to see myself as a day late and a dollar short of beauty. Now, I see myself through a less influenced lens and I do my own thing.” —Mojo

“I learned at an early age that I didn’t look the way I should — meaning I didn’t look like the images of men I had seen on TV and in magazines.”

“In high school I heavily abused Photoshop to fool strangers on social media that I was much thinner than I actually am. I am a little more honest and comfortable with my body today, but I think that if media were a bit more inclusive, I wouldn’t have wasted so much of my life obsessing over something that shouldn’t matter.” —Chad

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen scars of this nature anywhere in TV/film/print.”

“The only mention of keloids that I’ve seen in the media is for the advertisement of their removal. When the scarring first happened, I was depressed, especially after learning that my skin would probably never look the same again. Everywhere I looked in the media I saw perfection, and anytime I saw a shirtless male on TV, in a movie, or in a magazine, I was just reminded of the fact that I would never look like that. It took years for me to get comfortable with my body and the way I look.” —Andrew

“Do I wish I was looked like all the ‘sexy’ examples of 50 and over maleness? Sure, but it ain’t going happen.”

“As a gay man of certain age, I’ve grown used to body shaming. I grew up in a time when HIV/AIDS had a solid hold. Guy began to shun the lean physique so prized in the 1970s and embrace the cartoon, steroid-induced “Tom of Finland” idea of masculinity. I never fit into any body type except average, and average wasn’t desirable. I find it so refreshing that today, extreme body fascism seems to have subsided a bit; guys of all shapes and sizes can find their own niche.” —Bruce

“Being an Olympic weightlifter, I pride myself on my dedication to personal fitness, but because my body doesn’t fit the Asian stereotype, my Asian-ness is questioned.”

“Asian athletes are portrayed as the unicorns of the Asian race because fit, tall Asian guys aren’t supposed to exist within the colonialist narrative that still exists today. I want to see the diversification of all racial representations in the media because so often, people of different races and ethnicities get boiled down to fit one dominating stereotype.” —Nico

“When it comes to big dudes there are so many levels, and in the media we’re portrayed as sloppy.”

“I can’t even name any big actors, really. There’s no big leading men. There should be, ’cause we out here too. Our lack of representation makes me go harder,because I hate to see big dudes doubting themselves.” —Joseph

“As a heavily bullied gay child, I remember seeing the massive bodybuilders on fitness magazine covers and being in such awe of their sheer size and strength.”

“It was such a thrilling and inspiring thing to see. It’s definitely one of the first moments I remember noticing my attraction for men, which I understood then in more aspirational terms, i.e., ‘I want to look like them.’ I’ve been into working out since I was a teen, but it wasn’t until last year that I really made a commitment to pursuing bodybuilding seriously.” —Alan

“Bearded, hairy men are almost always muscular or overweight. One extreme or the other, no in between.”

“Media/TV/film/ads used to affect the way I saw myself when I was younger. As you mature you become more comfortable in the skin you’re in. It took years to be OK with being just average.

I’m happy to see focus on female body empowerment, but we can’t forget the guys.We are affected by images on TV/film/paper, too. This Body Revolution can be shared by all genders.” — Brandon

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FURY (2014)

From Training Day scribe and End of Watch director David Ayer comes a World War II drama centered on the five-man crew of an American tanker and their 300 Spartan-esque stand against an army of Nazis. Starring Brad Pitt, Logan Lerman, Shia LaBeouf, Michael Peña and Jon Bernthal, the film captures the horrors of war in ways we’ve seen before in cinema, yet it never quite achieves the lingering provocativeness of Saving Private Ryan, or the sheer desperation captured in Black Hawk Down, or the engaging storytelling in The Hurt Locker. The film offered some memorable moments, and featured some spectacular performances from Lerman, LaBeouf and Bernthal, but it never quite connected, although Ayer certainly tried to make his protagonists as human and likable as possible. What makes Fury unique is the characters’ interactions with and within the tank, almost giving the audience a sense that the tank is itself a sixth character. Infantry and cavalry always get featured in war movies, but only now has a story about tank soldiers been spotlighted. It was interesting to see how the inside of a tank operates when under heavy siege; even more so because the troops inside the tank are such individuals, fulfilling not only their respective military duties but also inhabiting different supportive roles within the unit as well.

While the war action aspect of the film may have been a little underwhelming (save for one exciting, strategy-laden scene involving four American tanks against one German one), it was the dynamic between the characters that really made Fury worth the watch. There was a sense of brotherhood and camaraderie that every good war movie always imparts to the audience, and this was thanks in large part to the solid acting from Lerman and LaBeouf especially. Say what you will about LaBeouf, but the guy is a fantastic actor. He may be taking method a little far, and I don’t think his stint on Even Stevens still completely justifies his adulthood of strange behavior, but there’s some real talent here and LaBeouf shows that he can take on a role that has a lot of depth and complexity and make it his own. Lerman, on the other hand, showed off his acting chops before on The Perks of Being a Wallflower, and it was good to see that that wasn’t just a fluke. Lerman was so good in Fury that I could almost say it blocks out the godawfulness of The Three Musketeers movie he was in. Almost. 

Lerman and LaBeouf were standouts, but Bernthal and Peña also offered some solid performances. It’s difficult to really give Bernthal any major props because we’re used to seeing him play unsavory tough guys (The Walking Dead, Mob City), but there were moments in Fury where he really shone. Peña brought a lot of levity to the otherwise grisly story, and while it was great that he was central to most of the humor in the movie, I was hoping that he would be more than the guy who serves up the punchlines. Pitt has never really been my favorite actor, only because he seems to always come off very wooden (especially in the way he speaks). His performance in Fury is no exception. There was a general lack of intensity on his face that, while perfectly attributable to his character’s cynicism regarding the war, made him slightly less of a beacon of inspiration for his ragtag group of soldiers.

The film looked great, thanks to DP Roman Vasyanov (who worked with Ayer before on End of Watch) and the dynamic camera movement. There were also some really great staging and picturesque scenes. One thing that did bother me a bit about the film, however, was the enunciation from the actors. While I am all about doing whatever it takes to get your character across to the audience, it was honestly difficult to understand some of the dialogue from the actors, because they were reciting the lines with too much character acting (mumbling, putting on accents, etc). Jason Isaacs, whom I love to death, had a really strange American accent (I think he was going for New York) in the film that was really distracting.    

Overall, while Fury was certainly a solid flick, it fell a little short of being epic, never really making any novel or interesting statements about war and the experiences of soldiers that previous films in this genre have commented on. If you are a fan of war movies, this is certainly worth the watch for its focus on tanks, but if you’re looking for something more, you may be a little disappointed. While it featured some great performances and was generally well shot, at the end of the day I would not consider it a  film that left a lasting impression. 

A letter to my Liberal friends

The election wasn’t rigged in either side’s favor.  It’s disingenuous to blame Clinton’s loss on voter apathy; there has always been voter apathy.  It’s both disingenuous and a cop-out to blame Clinton’s loss on those who chose to vote for other candidates; for one thing, that also has always happened, and for another those votes just represent more people who chose not to vote for Clinton; you may as well be just saying that she lost because of the people who chose to vote for Trump.

Which, in effect, is exactly what happened.  On Tuesday, America chose hate and absolutism; I’m so sorry, but democracy works; and, at the end of the day, Clinton didn’t lose because of millennials or because of Jill Stein and Mimi Soltysik or Bernie Sanders.  Clinton lost because of Clinton.  You must understand this in order for us to proceed.

The Democratic Party could not possibly be more disconnected from the American worker, and your party has no-one to blame but itself.  The Democratic Party styles itself as the party of urbanites, of society’s well-off and cultured, of the intelligentsia, and has handily succeeded in making itself perceived as such; the average American worker sees your party as the ultimate high horse, full of wealthy people with superiority complexes who enjoy belittling them, and their perception is not wrong; your party’s leadership has shown utter disregard for the American worker, and you need only take a look at all the people lambasting the “stupid rednecks” who voted for Trump in order to get a sense of the spirit of the times.

Are they hateful?  Yes, and hate is a learned behavior.  Are they ignorant?  Most certainly, and ignorance can be educated away.  If only one were to bother making the necessary connections.

Amongst other promises that can never be made good on, the Republican Party promises the American worker domestic stability, security, increased wealth in terms they can understand (deregulation leading to the production of excess capital), a sense of belonging.  They hide their thieving greed quite well behind a veneer of “pull yourself up by your bootstraps” narratives and other ways in which the American worker can take pride in themself as a worker and pride in the work they do; isn’t that quite a concept?  While the Republican Party does a masterful job of playing off common misconceptions and insecurities in order to secure itself, the Democratic Party cannot offer a competing narrative, defaulting to elitism; thus we live in a nation where the might of the working class is harnessed and directed by the Reactionary Right.

In the 2016 election, the Democratic Party showed its hand as being as far as one can get from the pulse of the American worker.  Given the opportunity to counter the opposition’s populism by investing a wildly popular and appealing populist of their own, they chose instead to throw in with an establishment candidate, trusting in Trump’s sheer horribleness to carry the day for them despite their utter lack of solidarity or mass appeal.  Your party laid everything out on the table with this strategy, and they came up snake-eyes.  I hope in retrospect that you can see how poorly planned and horribly mismanaged the whole affair was.

So what is to be done?  The outpourings of outrage I’ve seen from liberals have got me optimistic, and the liberals stating outright that “we have to do something” have been heartwarming, but I worry that the “something” you folks plan to do is to regroup, to hunker down, to work on running better campaigns in 2018 and 2020.  Too many of us don’t have that luxury.

As for myself, I am a transgender woman.  By recent statistics, my mean life expectancy is somewhere around 30 and my odds of being murdered are about 1 in 8.  All transgender people, people of non-hetero sexualities, people of color, the disabled and neurodivergent, adherents to minority religions, and women all face horrible statistics for our likelihoods of being unemployed, homeless, incarcerated, suicidal, victims of assault, victims of murder.  Our abusers and killers are often the police themselves.  This is what our lived experiences and everyday lives look like in an America overseen by a progressive-liberal Black president.  As it stands, I can maintain optimism about how Trump’s administration will use its governmental power, but that doesn’t account for his emboldened supporters.  We all know that Trump was endorsed by various neofascist and white supremacist organizations, that fascists made up some of his campaign’s most vocal supporters; well, his election has emboldened them, made them brave, given them legitimacy.  Even now, this early, there are leaderless gangs of armed partisans roaming the streets of some American towns to harass and assault people; there have been many assaults; there has been at least one confirmed death.  This is hard to swallow, I know, but this is what is happening.

We can’t say for sure that we’ll still be here in two years, let alone four.  I’ve heard some liberals say, “We’ll survive this; we survived Reagan,” but that plays into my point; the reason that, today, young gay men so vastly and overwhelmingly outnumber old gay men is that we most certainly did not survive Reagan.

This is where we stand.  Your party threw your election through chronic mismanagement; Donald Trump won because (unfortunately) the system works; violent reactionary tendencies are ascendant; society’s most oppressed are afraid, and we are afraid because we are in demonstrable, visceral danger.  What is to be done?

There are groups at work out there now that are well versed in such things as taking care of the people society has abandoned, providing immediate refuge to those in need, protecting people who are being attacked, and obstructing the machinations of government when they threaten the innocent; these groups are small, but they carry messages that the American worker will listen to, and they know how to educate.  These groups are today setting aside their own differences and crying out for solidarity.  There is one mere problem, though:  None of us trust you.  Allow me to explain.

I’ve seen liberals going out of their way to express their willingness to cooperate with Trump and his supporters, which is to say I’ve seen them express solidarity with the self-same people who hate me and want me to die; I’ve seen them insist that we must be respectful of the opposition even while the opposition disrespects our existence; I’ve seen them get morally outraged over protestors destroying material property or otherwise demonstrating “incorrectly” when what those protesters were demonstrating against was nothing short of murder; I’ve seen them denounce people as criminals and savages for demonstrably reacting in defense against violent attack.  I’ve seen so many liberals become filled with moral outrage at the idea that an activist may have broken a law, with no regard for what lives might’ve been saved by the breaking of that law.

To make perfectly clear why this is so troubling, I’ll close with an anecdote:

When the National Socialists were coming to power in Germany, their first targets were the community leaders, the organizers, the dissatisfied and outspoken, and Germany’s moderates–out of a desire for social stability and to maintain their legitimacy, and for love of the rule of law–aided them, colluded with them, turned over their own neighbors.  Only after the streets were cleared and made safe for hate could the horror fully unfold.

Mommy & Me

Snow Queen Week, Day 1: Teaching. (Better late than never, right? Unedited, mistakes all mine. All mess–all mine.)

The frantic ringing of keys followed by the soft click of the lock announce the nearing end of Regina’s emergency night shift. She tips back the last of her tea and barely even sets the mug in the sink when a breathless, utterly unnerved Snow stumbles inside.

“So sorry,” she pants by way of greeting, “I came as soon as I could.”

“No luck?”

The search for Emma continues, and since the new Dark One’s come to favour blood magic, most of the burden has shifted to her parents’ shoulders for now, relieving Regina to focus on research and, it would seem, babysitting.

“No,” Snow admits tensely and sinks onto the stool next to Regina, taking a moment to catch her breath and rein herself in. A steaming cup appears before her at some point—hot chocolate with a dollop of cream and a dusting of cinnamon on top. Just the way she likes it.

She looks at Regina over the rising vapour–she’s been truly irreplaceable in this uphill battle for Emma’s soul, stubbornly tenacious and blindly determined, fiercely protective of the townspeople in general and Henry in particular. Going out of her way to ensure baby Neal’s safety, too, since his shared blood with Emma puts him at heightened risk as well, and there’s probably not a protective spell invented that’s not been cast over the loft and the mansion at this point. So it’s no wonder Snow’s positively overflowing with gratitude (and admiration, and pride, and oh yes, with love).

“Thank you,” she says, small words charged with big emotion, “for coming over on…well, no notice at all.”

“It’s all right. He was no trouble.”

“Yeah, right. David had him in pyjamas already?”

“No, I changed him.” Regina frowns at Snow’s incredulous look. “Need I remind you I’ve raised Henry from baby?”

“Of course not, I don’t doubt you at all. It’s just, whenever we approach Neal with clothes, we worry the shrieking might wake some actual dead.”


“Oh? Regina, are you saying you managed to bathe and change him and put him to sleep without suffering temporary hearing loss?”

“I suppose my reputation made him think twice about any tricks he likes to pull on Charming and you.”

“Oh no, you’re not. You’re not just getting out of this. I need to know how you did it. Is there some spell to, I don’t know, make the jumpsuit appear on him without having to wrestle it on? Is it magic?”

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