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Lapidot week #4 2017 - Day 3 (June 20th) - Disney Day/Ghibli Day

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I went with a Princess Mononoke AU because I love all of the movies from Studio Ghibli. 

Still behind. 

I think the problem is that it takes me a while to color, so I left this one in mostly black and white. I may post a colored version of this later. Maybe.

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10 Rules Of The Watch

Once upon a time..

Most men with a sense of style know not to match brown shoes with black belts, a pre-tied bowtie or pyjamas in public. I remember my father once mentioning that the only glass a man loves to keep clean is the glass of his watch. When it comes to wearing watches people don’t really care about the rules. On many occasions you will discover men wearing completely inappropriate timepieces to their outfits. Being aware about some watch etiquette will save you from embarrassment, no matter how expensive, casual or formal the occasion is.
Younger gentlemen will eventually begin to appreciate the meaning of classic—–an item that stands the test of time. At some point, these maritime gauges that so many of us wear look like what you’d expect to see on the QEII or Queen Mary or a cargo ship. The will fade out of vogue and when they do, you will be able to cover the succeeding watch with the cuff of your shirt and jacket sleeve.

1. Match your metals & colors
Try and match the metals and the colors of the watch to the rest of the outfit you have on. Note the color of your belt buckles, shoe buckles, rings, collar bars or pins, and cufflinks and choose a watch in a matching metal. Wear yellow gold with yellow gold, and don’t wear a brown band when you’re wearing a black suit. Focus specifically on the boldest parts of the watch; the color of the strap, the color of metal and even the color of the dial.

2. Don’t wear the same watch every day
Even if you only own one nice watch, you shouldn’t wear it every day for several reasons. First, if the watch is a piece that you love, giving the watch a break will make it last longer. Second, one watch is rarely suited to the variety of outfits that a man will wear in a given week. The office, the gym, sporting events, dinners out, and parties all require different clothes and hence different watches. If you wear the same watch daily, chances are that 20-30% of the time it is the wrong watch to be wearing.
Regardless of your budget, if you love wearing a watch, try building up a small collection of reputable watches that suit all the various needs you have during the week, and give you favorite piece the occasional break.

3. Skip the bling
Wearing a diamond encrusted watch is fine if you’re a music mogul, but it has no place in the wardrobe of a well-dressed gentleman. Like an oversized watch, flashy diamonds and jewels are simply a cry for attention. They will distract from the rest of your outfit by drawing all the attention to one point. Most people will be wondering if it’s real, rather than what kind of watch it is. Diamonds and jewels also have the effect of making men’s watches appear more feminine. Unless you’re trying to be the next Eminem, skip the diamonds – with one exception. Some dress watches use very fine diamonds or other stones to accent small details, such as the rim of the dial or the numbers on the face. If the stones are subtle and enhance the overall features of the watch without being ostentatious, then they can find a place in a gentleman’s watch collection. Just remember to wear them in appropriate settings and don’t buy sporting watches, as diamonds are not suited to more casual watches. Finally, it should go without saying that you should never buy a watch with fake stones. If you can’t afford the real thing, skip stones altogether, as they will only cheapen the overall look and make it painfully obvious that you seek the kind of attention diamonds can bring.

4. Wear your watch on the wrist that suits you
The old rule of thumb was to always wear a watch on the non-dominant wrist. The reasoning was that it is the opposite of the dominant hand. Don’t let tradition dictate on which hand you wear your watch; wear it where you find it most comfortable. Like any other garment or accessory, your watch should fit you properly in two key ways. The size of the dial should be proportional to your wrist, and the band should fit snugly but comfortably. A loose band looks sloppy, so take it to your jeweler to have it sized to your wrist.

5. Admire other men’s watches from a distance
Just as you would never touch another man’s wallet, don’t expect to handle his watch. For many men the watch is the only piece of jewelry they own or wear, and they take great pride in keeping it dust free, fingerprint free and well polished. It’s perfectly okay to politely ask to see a watch, but don’t expect him to take it off his wrist. If he offers, feel free to accept, but try to handle it as little as possible and never place it on a hard surface where it could get scratched.

6. Pair watches with outfits appropriately
Just as you wouldn’t sit on the beach in a morning coat, you also don’t want to wear your dress watch sailing. Try and match the type of watch you wear to the activity you’re involved in each day. If you’re unsure what you’ll be doing, pair it with your choice of clothes; sport watches with athletic wear, dress watches with business wear, or a simple Seven Friday with beach wear. If you’re invited to a formal event or gathering and the dress code calls for black tie, attitudes have changed about wearing a watch. Historically it is considered impolite to wear a watch, but the rules regarding black tie have softened to accommodate wearing a simple dress watch with a black face and band if you choose. A pocket watch like U-boat or Bomberg is an alternative. For the rare white tie event, tradition demands that you do not wear a watch at all.

7. Beware the implications of checking your watch
Even though a great watch is one of a man’s ultimate accessories, checking it can have some negative social implications even if that’s exactly the reason you are wearing it!
If you’re on a date, in a meeting, or at a social event, don’t check your watch visibly in front of other people. Just like it’s rude to check your phone at a movie or restaurant, checking your watch shows that you have other things on your mind; things that take precedence over your present company. Unless you’re still young and have a curfew, the only way you should know what time a date is over is when she says goodnight.

8. Wear dark with dark, and light with light
If you’re out during the day consider a lighter colored face such as white or cream. However, at night focus on darker dials such as black, grey or browns. Just like a tuxedo is for evening wear and you wouldn’t wear it to brunch, a dark watch dial should be on your wrist at night, rather than during your 9am tee time at the country club.

9. Never wear a dive watch with a suit
Just because James Bond did it, doesn’t mean you should. James Bond was a spy who might, in fact, jump into a river in a suit at any moment. As far as we can tell, he’s the only one (besides other actors with endorsement deals with Omega) who should wear a dive watch with a suit. Dive watches are bulky, they don’t fit well under a suit jacketand they are a tell-tale sign that you don’t know the rules of watch-wearing…or that you aspire to have your own theme song. The same way that you wouldn’t wear your sunglasses at night, leave the dive watch for casual wear and pair a simple dress watch with your suit.

10. The oversized watch is over 
For the last couple of years, oversized watches have become the norm in men’s style. This popular trend only served one purpose: to scream for attention. An oversized watch dwarfs your wrist, throws off the proportions of your entire outfit, and simply doesn’t “fit” well into a nicely combined outfit.
For a watch enthusiast, those large dials are nothing more than for show. If you want to be taken seriously in the world of horology, stick to watches that fit your wrist.

⁠⁠⁠“And? Did you get everything done?” Even asks, sitting on their couch and watching what looks like a black and white movie? (his boy is such a hipster sometimes, Isak innerly shakes his head) and pauses it, looking over his shoulder to Isak, smiling. 

Isak stands, backpack on his shoulder, jacket and shoes still on, and takes in the scene. His super hot boyfriend - who woke him up that morning with pancakes-in-bed and who put two chocolate bunnies and a drawing in his bag for him and his biology partner (Sana had rolled her eyes about how fast he ate his but hers was gone just seconds after his) - lounging on their couch and asking about his day. 

It’s so domestic. Isak can’t believe they just spent their first holiday living together and that it was only the first of so, so many. 

With eyes that probably oozed love and an expression soft like cotton candy he makes his way over to Even and well… if he were Even he would make this some kind of sweet and romantic upside down movie kiss. 

But he is not. So, what happens is him dropping his backpack while he moves over and grabs Even’s jaw, bending down, planning to smooch his face all over when “Ow!” his nose connects with the other boy’s. 

But not in the cute bunny-kiss way they liked to share but rather like a full force head nut. Both of them cower away holding their noses. 

“Babe, what the hell?” Even asks, rubbing his nose, elbows on his knees and to Isak’s relief chuckling. Isak slumps down beside him, his voice muffled from his hand that he’s still pressing to his face 

“Fy faen” 

Even sits back, their shoulders touching now, Isak’s hand lifting to Even’s face to inspect the damage. “Sorry, Evi,” he says quietly and smiles ruefully. That gone-for-you look back in his eyes. 

“In my head that went differently” Even’s eyes crinkle up at that, from his bright, bright smile. 

Leaning forward now, Even brings their noses together, carefully and tenderly, whispering: 

“I missed you today.” 

Isak closes his eyes. All too much. Too many emotions. His stomach full of butterflies and his head swimming with Even, Even, Even. All he could seem to say was “Mhmhm” 

It’s been over four months and he’s still so overwhelmed with Even every day that he doubts this feeling will ever go away. 

After a few quiet moments, that give Isak’s heart a chance to calm down a bit, he tilts his head up. Dutifully receiving one, two, three pecks in return. “I really loved the drawing.” He mumbles against the other boy’s lips and feels him smile. 

I don’t think i’ve ever wrote about fandoms because i’m too introverted but lately the amount of awful posts/comments i’ve seen about Candice and Iris makes me sick. Especially the one that sn*wonbarry wrote. I assume she is white, based on her favourite ship, but correct me if i’m wrong. I’m white and i love Candice, because she is a super talented actress, and from her articles/interviews she seems like a lovely, intelligent person, who deserves nothing but love, respect and recognition for her acting skills. I love Iris because she is an amazing, inspirational, smart, and kind character. She easily became my favourite heroine. I love Westallen, it’s such a wonderful, healthy, loving relationship. I’m really happy that Candice plays Iris because diversity is still a huge problem in the media. White people dominate the industry and it’s rare if a non-white person gets a leading role. Representation DOES matter. So when a Black woman is the leading actress in a show, it’s a huge thing. And us white fans should be angry about the awful treatment she’s receiving from the day it was announced that she’s gonna play Iris, but we can’t imagine how horrible it must be for Black girls and boys who love her. White people are privileged in every aspect of life. We are in movies, tv shows as protagonist, supporting characters and we rarely get killed for shock value. SB shippers should be at least civil or maybe go find another show, there are plenty white ships for them out there. I’m sure they will find lot and they can self-insert themselves into the ships because i think that’s their main problem with WA.

I rambled too much, my main point was supposed to be that i don’t think anyone should tell Westallen fans to stop criticising SB shippers who are racist. They have every right to call out anti blogs, they had to endure years of harassment from them. I’ve only joined the fandom around season 3, i have no idea how they could put up with these vile people for so long.
If the SBs disrespect Candice or Iris i think it’s only fair that Iris/Candice fans defend her.
I’m sorry for this long post, and for possible grammar errors, it’s not my first language. I hope i’m not offending anyone from the WA fandom, i just couldn’t stand these horrible SB posts.

So first things first, here is my general overall non-spoilery-details take on “Wonder Woman” the movie: (eta: edited this post to correct my initial incorrect belief that the movie was set in WWII and not WWI)

I love this movie.

It profoundly affected me in a deep, emotional way. Many times I found myself with tears suddenly rolling down my face; I lost count of how many times.

So here’s the thing: we should absolutely discuss and analyze the crap out of this movie. Like all things, it is not perfect. It has flaws. It has things about it that are certainly capital-P Problematic. But I won’t be here for the double standard that tends to happen often in such situations (like is the use of the WWI setting really ethical?? No, not really. But if you’re going to take that route then you’d better be willing to eviscerate the majority of Hollywood’s output for the last 90 years, which has committed far greater sins in terms of crimes against history for the sake of American jingoism than this. Like certain other superhero movies, honestly).

This is what ultimately mattered to me, personally for this movie: that the screenplay, that Patty Jenkins, and that the acting all respect Diana. And all of those things did so in spades.

Diana is a hero and it is her story and nobody else’s. She is strong. She is respected. She is powerful. What she believes in drives the story. She is kind. She is principled. She believes in justice. Her actions and example inspire others to be better, to do better. She has an arc and a story, but she is never made into a fool. She is never objectified, fetishized, or sexualized for the male gaze. She is at times naive and overly idealistic, but she is also not played as an idiot or a fool for being so. She is able to keep believing in what she knows is right while learning nuance. She quickly overcomes the expectations of the sexist men in The World of Man, but the movie is not About “woman constantly overcomes sexism” it is About Diana being a hero. She is never COMPROMISED.

And it is a movie that has a message and stands by it. We can pick the nits all day, but it is a movie that absolutely advocates true heroism and true do-good-ness without falling into a simplistic black-and-white worldview. Saying that yes, oftentimes we as a people are fucking disappointing and that as much as we would like it, in the real world there just isn’t one Big Bad Guy that you can do away with and fix the world (an idea that is truly Far Too Relevant given where we are in history).

But you still do good ANYWAY.

It isn’t about deserving. It’s about what you believe.

Sometimes the things you want the most don’t happen and what you least expect happens. I don’t know - you meet thousands of people and none of them really touch you. And then you meet one person and your life is changed forever.

Jamie Randall, Love & Other Drugs (2010)

By Any Other Name... (Future BD-verse, Robin/Regina, 1/1)

Author’s Note: I had so many people request that I actually do that baby naming BD-verse ficlet that, well, I did it. Oops. It’s here, below the cut. Set in the winter of 2016/2017.




Baby Girl Locksley goes through more names than some people do outfits in a week.

When Roland finds out his step-mother is pregnant, the very first question to come out of his mouth is, “What’s his name gonna be?”

Regina laughs, and tells her step-son that she doesn’t even know if it’s a boy or a girl yet, how can they possibly be thinking of names? But Roland is thinking, and Roland has a list. Presents it to her on Sunday night before Marian picks up him from the end of his weekend in the City.

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‘Smultronstället’ (Wild Strawberries), Ingmar Bergman (1957)

If I have been feeling worried or sad during the day, I have a habit of recalling scenes from childhood to calm me.

Best Friends Forever ; L. Taeyong


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The days dragged on, the nights rolled long and all Y/N could think about was those years when she and her boyfriend were just beginning to develop. When they didn’t fight or yell, when it felt like he still loved her. When they would drive to the movies, and just hold each other or when the days turned into years. When on their fourth anniversary they found their way to Kiss Rock Hill, and made out the whole time.

The world seemed so black and white, and yet it was now so smudged. The black seeping into that pure white, and creating the downcast scene of a thunderstorm, just before the moment the rain begins to fall and drown the endless emotions.

High school in those days were a drag. The teachers were mean, the students were fickle and the lunch food was just plain gross.

Taeyong and Y/N sat with a few of their friends, a tension in the air that everyone but Y/N. There was always the light teasing that she they should get together, but Y/N had never really thought about it, she had never thought it could come true.

Taeyong always talked about this real pretty girl he knew, so she dismissed the thought in a snap.

“The Fall Ball is coming up soon, do either of you have any dates?” F/N asked, a small smirk on her lips as she rose her eyebrows knowingly.

“No, I think I’m going to stay home,” she said with a sigh leaning back in her chair. Silently annoyed she was going to do this again.

F/N pouted, leaning closer to her, “Why?” she groaned loudly, crossing her arms over her chest. “You could do so much better than Netflix. You could at least go with Taeyong.”

“At least?” Taeyong asked, annoyed by his words.

“Oh, you know what I mean you big baby, I mean she doesn’t see you in a romantic sense, you don’t see her-” F/N gave a sad smile. “Oh wait.”

Taeyong stood up in annoyance, slamming his tray down before walking out of the cafeteria. “What was that about?” Y/N asked, looking up from her phone in confusion.

“Oh, just him being in denial,” F/N sighed, putting her head in her hands as she watched after him.

“You don’t like him do you?!” she asked in concern.

F/N’s lips twitched, slowly turning to her with a sadistic smile, “Oh? What if I did? Would you be jealous? Would you cry yourself to sleep because you wouldn’t be able to get the man of your dreams? Hmmm? Hmm?”

Y/N looked at her, confusion written on her features, “why would I do that? I thought you meant he didn’t like you back…”

“You’re in denial too,” F/N muttered, getting up to go for her next class as the bell rang.

Shrugging her shoulders as she could barely hear F/N’s utterings, she stood up as well and headed off for class.

Taeyong became stiff around Y/N, always awkward and strange, if his hand brushed against hers he’d jump five feet in the air or if he talked to him he would melt into putty. It was strange really, knowing him since secondary school and now all of a sudden he’s changed so dramatically.

She felt strange from his own actions becoming awkward and lonely herself.

Up until the night of the Fall Ball did this feeling continue. She was curled up in front of her TV with a box of pizza laid beside her, a cake in the oven and a warm cup of tea in her hands. The soft haze between day and night loomed into the air, and she felt a sense of calm.

The doorbell rang, making Y/N freeze up before making her way see Taeyong. Quickly, flinging the door open to she found her best friend smiling goofily at the boquet he proposed to her.

“Thank you,” she whispered, moving aside so he could get in. He stepped in, fully clothed in PJs and ready to watch Netflix with you. “What are you doing here, though?” she asked curiously, finding a case for the flowers.

“Since you didn’t want to go to the Fall Ball, I thought I’d bring the Fall Ball to you,” he said, his voice soft as he pushed a CD into the stero.

“Oh, you didn’t need to do that?” she replied awkwardly, turning to see him right in her face.

“Well, since you ruined my hope of asking you, I brought up the courage of coming over. So, I think I did need to do this,” Taeyong whispered, his eyes enchanting as her knees grew weak. His hand took hers, and once the music started he moved her around the small living room, his smile softening at the sight of her.

“I love you,” he whispered, she nodded slowly. “Y/N,” he called, “I like you, and I’ve had a crush on her for a while. My knees go weak, and my heart stops when I see you. Your smile is contagious and your laughter makes me dizzy. I love everything about you, and I know we’re only seventeen, but I want to be with you forever.”

“You’re not about to propose, right?” she asked, wrinkling her nose at the thought.

“What? No?! I was trying to be romantic,” he replied, looking a bit disgusted as well.

“Oh, good. I’m… not ready for that big step yet,” Y/N replied, laying her head on his chest as the two of them swayed around the living room in their PJs to some hokey American song that sounded weird and twangy to her ears.

“No, in due time, perhaps, but let’s take this slow,” he whispered, running his hand through her hair, holding her close. “But if anything does happen, we’ll be best friends forever.”

Y/N, in present time, wiped her nose, the tears forming at the thought of the old Taeyong and the old Y/N. The time when things were nice and sweet and delicate, but now everything was shattered and broken. There was nothing she could do about it. She missed the feeling he used to give him, the thoughts that used to race through her head. Everything had truly gone to shit.

“Y/N!” a voice screamed, and there stood Wendy, her saving grace and destroyer of hope.

Day Four: Your favorite black and white horror movie

The Thing From Another World

I remember seeing this film playing on the TV in John Carpenter’s Halloween, so after a while I decided to watch it and I loved it. I love the John Carpenter’s remake better, but Howard Hawk’s original is still a great horror film. I’m definitely going to have to watch it sometime soon.

Until you, I never knew what it felt like to be so completely consumed by a person. You consumed my thoughts, my emotions, my entire being. Day and night, all I thought about was you. I finally understood every cheesy love song, and every sappy romantic movie. Suddenly my once black and white world was now in radiant colour.

Even in the days after you left, the idea of you still consumed me. Only this time, I no longer saw the world coloured, or in black and white, but rather just pitch black. I lost sight of all beauty in this world when I lost you. You were the only beauty that mattered.

I loved you so much. More than I ever loved myself. The kind of love I felt for you, it’s a once in a lifetime kind of love. I am torn between hoping that everyone could experience that kind of love and wishing that it will not happen to anyone. Opening yourself up to love means opening yourself up to the possibility of heartache. And yet, if I had to do it all again, I wouldn’t change a thing.

—  a chapter of our book (x)

“If your feelings are still what they were last April, tell me so at once. My affections and wishes have not changed, but one word from you will silence me forever. If, however, your feelings have changed, I will have to tell you: you have bewitched me, body and soul, and I love, I love, I love you. I never wish to be parted from you from this day on.”

A Winmills Christmas- Day 12 (Final Day!)

Welcome to A Very Merry Winmills Christmas!

This is a challenge hosted by @waywardlullabies​ ​​​! I was given 12 prompts, one for each of the 12 days of Christmas. I have taken the prompts and turned them into a fluffy, smutty, feels-y love story about Sam Winchester and Jody Mills, and I hope you love them as much as I do! (Also, shout out to my loves @unadulteratedstorycollector​​​​ and @littlegreenplasticsoldier​​​​ for their general wonderfulness.)

Read Day 1 Day 2 Day 3 Day 4 Day 5 Day 6 Day 7 Day 8 Day 9 Day 10 Day 11

Day 12 prompt: Christmas + surprises

Warnings: smut, feels,

Word Count: 1800ish

A/N: I cannot thank you enough for every comment, every message and every reblog. This ship has been so much fun to sail, and I really appreciate the sweet response from all of you! XOXO

Christmas at the bunker is exactly the Winchester kind of normal Sam knew it would be.

They eat a ton of food, some normal for a Christmas meal, some fixed just because Dean wanted it, and find a random football game to watch while they drink beer and relax.

Cas joins them, and though he doesn’t eat or care about the football game, he smiles as he gives Dean a rare rock album and Sam a new journal.

It feels like an actual holiday.

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“La Ginestra”

Here’s my last (?) tribute to Giacomo Leopardi’s poetry - and to Il Giovane Favoloso, the biopic recently presented at the Venice Film Festival.

This drawing - in which I portrayed Elio Germano as Giacomo Leopardi and Michele Riondino as his friend Antonio Ranieri - was inspired by one of the last poems Leopardi wrote, La ginestra o Il fiore del deserto (The broom or The flower of the desert). 

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