because why wouldn't you

  • me: they hurt me!! I'm gonna be distant! that'll show them!
  • them: hey
  • me: hey ๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’ซ

If you think liking a ship that’s based on mutual trust, respect, and understanding is boring or “vanilla~” then fucking drown me in buttercream and call me a cupcake because I live for that shit.

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  • Pathologist: *enters the morgue*
  • Sherlock: *examining a body*
  • Pathologist: *rolls his eyes* Excuse me, sir, this area is out of bounds to-
  • Sherlock: *still looking at the body* It's okay.
  • Pathologist: *sighs* If you don't leave, I'll have to call security.
  • Sherlock: *rolls his eyes* I said it's fine.
  • Pathologist: *frowns* Why is it fine?
  • Sherlock: *smirks* I'm sleeping with the boss.
  • Pathologist: ...
  • Pathologist: *confused* You're sleeping with Stamford?
  • Sherlock: *looks up; annoyed* The other boss.
  • Molly: *enters the morgue, carrying coffees; irritated* Here's your bloody coffee, you git. Have you finished now so I can do my job?
  • Sherlock: *steps aside; takes the coffee, grinning* Yes, boss.
  • Pathologist: ...
8

Oops We’re All Humans

anonymous asked:

Okay, maybe a dumb question... but when you say you hate epithets in fics, what do you mean?

hi anon! i don’t think it’s a dumb question. so, just in case you didn’t know: epithets are when you use descriptions of people to refer to them instead of their name or pronoun. it’s a literary device that’s essentially only found in fanfiction.

the problem with epithets are that they are confusing and they take you out of the narrative and are not true to how real people relate to others. for example, if you’re talking to your friend about another one of your mutual friends; would you refer to them by name or as ‘the brown haired woman’ or ‘the blue eyed boy’? i’m going to guess you’ll refer to them by name and not epithet. so don’t use an epithet in writing.

it’s a common trap that beginners fall into because as you write you keep repeating ‘he and ‘him’’ and ‘harry’ and ‘louis’ and then you’re like, “wow….that’s so repetitive? people are gonna get tired of reading those same words! i have to mix it up by saying, ‘harry said hello to his boyfriend when he came home’!” but in reality you’re disturbing the reader. readers gloss over names and pronouns as we read. we absorb them, in the way that we know who is performing what action to whom, but beyond that it doesn’t bother us. 

and then… it’s a trap that even experienced fic writers fall into because they’re constantly reading fics and what do they see? epithets. so it just seems par for the course. but it shouldn’t be, and it’s incredibly disruptive to readers. 

i personally think one of the most important things when you’re a writer is to be clear (and also concise, but that’s another issue). you muddle things up when you use epithets. and! you reduce people to a single attribute which is just not how people think of others that they know intimately and by name. here’s my favourite quote on the issue:

A name encompasses everything about a person. The more you learn about someone, the more their name represents for you. You don’t need to use his first name sometimes, and his last name other times, to remind yourself who he is; you don’t need to describe him (by his looks, his emotional state, or his occupation), either. All you need is the name you default to when you think of him. x

further reading:

epithets: fandom’s designated pinch hitters

banishing the wild epithet

the big list of fanfic peeves

writing tips: epithets

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1.16/6.09

If we have no limitations, weโ€™re no better than the bad guys
— 

Tony Stark

From the D23 Civil War trailer

I can’t wait to see high school renditions of Hamilton.
I can’t wait to see small-town theatre company renditions of Hamilton.
I can’t wait to see Theatre School renditions of Hamilton.
I can’t wait to see mash-ups of Hamilton songs. (Nick Pitera, Peter Hollens etc.)
I can’t wait to see fan-made covers.
I can’t wait to see posters in every major city, promoting the most recent touring company of Hamilton.
I can’t wait to see a West-End production of Hamilton.
I can’t wait to see an Australian production of Hamilton, or a Dutch one, a Chinese one, one in Singapore, or in Germany.

  • Molly: *marching upstairs to 221B* SHERLOCK HOLMES!
  • Sherlock: ...
  • Molly: *throws the door open; pointing* You absolute-
  • Sherlock: I can explain.
  • Molly: *folds her arms* This had better be good.
  • Sherlock: *narrows his eyes* Ummm...
  • Sherlock: *innocent smile* I could have done so many things.
  • Molly: *incredulous* We're married!
  • Sherlock: *rolls his eyes* Oh, that... *flops onto the sofa*
  • Molly: Yeah, 'that'.
  • Sherlock: I don't know why you're so angry. I could see no other way of stopping you marrying Tom.
  • Molly: *fuming* I love Tom.
  • Sherlock: *snorts*
  • Molly: Give. Me. A. Divorce.
  • Sherlock: *shakes his head*
  • Molly: *sighs* Will I ever be free? I'm trying to move on.
  • Sherlock: *stands up* Don't. It is perfectly simple to have your stuff brought here. You'll gain a new, far better, sleeping partner; sexually, I cannot say for certain but I will not have it said that I am not an enthusiastic learner *winks* And as for the matter of your surname, perhaps when you're signing bills and work reports, it's just a few letters you'll need to change. I think you'll agree the change has a much nicer ring to it *rummages in his pocket* Oh, and wear this, please *produces wedding ring*
  • Molly: *wide-eyed* Are you...have you gone-
  • Sherlock: *quickly* And fallen in love? Yes, I have now... *waves the ring* Please?
  • Molly: *hesitates* What about Tom?
  • Sherlock: There's no 'Tom' in 'Holmes'. But there is me and you *cheeky grin*
  • Molly: *chuckles* I'll take that ring if you promise never to say anything like that again.
  • Sherlock: *hands her the ring* Agreed. Although, I don't want it getting around that the wife wears the trousers in this marriage.
  • Molly: *takes his hand* Well, you'd better fix that, then *drags him to the bedroom*

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glaringapollo replied to your post: Whispering…

He gets into Slytherin but spends all his time and cunning pranking, he makes low marks on most things bc lack of effort. Hanzo is HEAD BOY Genji, why can’t you be more like HIM? Angela being halfblood but raised by muggle relatives after her parents deaths?? She’s convinced Hogwarts is an elaborate joke they’re trying to pull on her or something right up until she’s sitting on the train like “fuck.”

I am loving this so much, you have no idea!!

Genji grew up with magic all around him, and when he comes to Hogwarts, it’s all boring and he kinda knows all those things anyway and who cares if he can pronounce leviosa correctly or not?

And then he bumps into Angela one day (lost in the castle? Happens more often than you think) and even though their first meeting is brief because Angela was actually lost and Genji got lost trying to set up a prank to make time go faster until Summer, they keep bumping into each other. Genji gets the brilliant idea, doesn’t take very long really, to make Angela help him with his silly pranks because she’s a Ravenclaw and they’re supposed to be smart.

(Of course Angela is smart with top grades, sometimes without even trying and sometimes after long nights spent studying instead of sleeping)

AND YES to Angela being all “haha a magical school?” and just growing up thinking she’s “gifted” (as in, gifted in making glasses disappear and accidentally turning her friend’s hamster purple when she was 7). But then she turns 11.
A letter shows up, adressed to her.
“Wow, you’re really going far with this prank,” she tells her auntie and shows her the letter.
“Wow, this looks so real!” She exclaims while they’re in Diagon Alley shopping for supplies and, “do I really get to keep this owl??”
“Wow, we just walked through a wall! Almost like magic!” She laughs before she sees the crowded mess before her on the platform, and only once she’s on that train next to a boy her age who is waving around a wand, does she realize that perhaps it wasn’t all just a joke.
Perhaps magic actually existed.

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I Did Not.

another doodle from my FMA 2003 marathon adventure. COS may have had its flaws but damn was it a really good movie

No one ever asked for Ethan getting flustered while he and Danny try on each other’s clothes, but… Well, why not?

Okay you guys know I go hard for big gooey romantic love confessions from the idiots, but consider the following:

Platonic “I love you.”

Maka casually calling out I love you as they’re both heading to bed at night. Soul saying a gruff love ya at the end of a phone call when they’re separated for a few days. Hugs and love when they’re going to be away from each other for the day, something Maka started because she knows too well that you never know when the last time you see someone could be the last, because life is unpredictable and she never wants the last words she says to her partner to be anything other than that. Continual, easy reassurance that they are cared for, that they are first in each others’ lives, that they are loved, unconditionally.

And perhaps over time those I love yous take on a different connotation. Perhaps they blossom into romantic love as well. Perhaps they don’t. But they are sincere and absolute, and they both know from the bottom of their souls that they are cherished beyond anyone in their partner’s heart.

when people talk shit on sid it makes me so sad because one time i saw him out to lunch and some woman with a stroller spilled her diaper bag and he stopped to help her pick it up and carried it to her car