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The Stevenbomb - what happens next...

Warning: Spoilers!

So, now that we’ve experienced the thoroughly explosive new Stevenbomb, there’s a burning question that we all want the answer to:

What happens next?!

Steven’s now willing en-route to Homeworld in order to keep his friends safe from harm, the Crystal Gems powerless to stop this heartbreaking scenario from playing out right in front of their eyes.

They’ll need a plan, and fast.  But the glaring issue here is that their only space craft has been stolen reunited with its rightful owner again.  The upshot of this, of course, is that the Crystal Gems now have no way of reaching space.

Or, do they…?

Originally posted by sakkakumon

Upon being freed from the mirror – and subsequently healed – by Steven, Lapis couldn’t get off the Earth fast enough.  In a relatively short amount of time, she was able to fly herself all the way back to Homeworld without the aid of a vehicle.

We know that, Peridot aside, Steven is the one person who Lapis cares for the most.  She’s already effectively sacrificed herself to save him in the past (this being her logic, no matter how questionable it might have been, when forming Malachite in order to stop Jasper from hurting Steven) – so she’s going to jump at the chance to save him again.

I daresay that the Crystal Gems will be well aware of this and will want/need to enlist her help, along with Peridot’s.  Peridot is, of course, the most “modern” Gem of the group and is the only one with prior experience of the current-day Homeworld.

Originally posted by inqnell

However, another issue could arise here because (in a manner of speaking) Aquamarine and Topaz were sent to Earth because of Peridot.  If she hadn’t filed that report all the way back in Marble Madness, things might have played out very differently indeed.

I’ve theorised in the past that Peridot is internalising a lot of the guilt that she undoubtedly feels for her past actions (trying to kill Steven, the fusion experiments, almost leaving the Earth to be torn apart by the Cluster, etc) and that, eventually, something would cause all of this guilt to come spilling out.  I have to wonder if she’s going to blame herself for Steven’s capture and that, ultimately, this is going to be the thing that tips her guilt over the edge.

Peridot has recently been showing an awful lot of compassion to one individual in particular, continually putting this individual’s happiness and comfort first…

Originally posted by roses-fountain

Lapis Lazuli.

Could it now be Lapis’ turn to be there for Peridot, just as Peridot has been for her?

When Lapis and Peridot find out what happened to Steven, there’s going to be a lot of upset from everyone.  Sometimes upset can turn to anger, and blame might start being attributed all around.  Perhaps the Crystal Gems themselves will begin blaming Peridot for what happened.

I can’t stop thinking about Peridot feeling guilty and getting very upset about the whole thing, prompting Lapis to say “It’s not your fault, Peridot…” before glaring at the Crystal Gems and adding something like “You’re not the one who let them take him!”

I feel like Lapis might be harbouring some resentment for the Crystal Gems and that she’s going to see Steven’s capture as being another reason not to trust them.  As I mentioned earlier, Lapis considers that she actually sacrificed herself to save Steven – so this line of logic could lead her to thinking that the Crystal Gems could have done more to prevent him from being taken.

Is it fair to apportion blame like this?  No – but that’s what can happen when something this distressing and heartbreaking happens.

Regardless of whether or not the “blame game” comes to fruition, everyone will have to calm down from their upset eventually and figure out what to do.  They’ll have to set aside any differences/disagreements that they may have and come together in order to rescue the one person who ultimately binds them all together – Steven.

And this is where things could get very interesting indeed.

Lapis can travel through space, but it’s unlikely that she would have the physical strength to carry multiple Gems with her. However…what if she’s not just Lapis at this point?

I think a fusion between Lapis, Peridot and the Crystal Gems (effectively creating another Alexandrite-esque Gem) is highly unlikely, for a number of reasons.

Originally posted by rozequart

Originally posted by thecrystalgifs

Alexandrite is an incredibly powerful Gem – and so was Malachite, Lapis’ only other fusion to date.  If one were to combine these forces, the resulting Gem would be unstoppable.  This would be ideal, of course; but, from a storytelling point of view, it offers a solution that’s too simple.  A “get out of jail free” card, if you like.

There’s also the aforementioned issue of Lapis perhaps not fully trusting the other Crystal Gems yet, as well as a huge question mark hanging over the stability of a fusion involving six Gems.  Lapis has also been left traumatised by her experience as Malachite, so I feel like she’d only fuse again with someone who she was very close to – with a dire emergency like this one being the catalyst to get her to try fusing with someone again out of pure necessity.

Luckily, there is someone who Lapis fully trusts, who she spends almost all her time alongside, and who she’s living a very harmonious relationship with…

Originally posted by barzeronipizza

…and so this might be where we finally see our Lapidot fusion!

To me, it makes absolute perfect sense.  Lapis can fly through space at an alarming rate, Peridot knows all about modern Homeworld – and, if necessary, their fusion might actually be able to carry the other Crystal Gems along with them!

Imagine a scene where Steven is in a room on Homeworld (or, alternatively, still on-board Aquamarine and Topaz’s ship).  Suddenly, a new Gem – the Lapidot fusion – comes bursting through the door, the Crystal Gems in her arms/clinging onto her back.  That would be an amazing scenario.

Of course, the nature of the show is such that we see everything from Steven’s perspective.  I wonder if the show will break this convention soon in order to show what’s happening on Earth ahead of Steven’s inevitable rescue.  We obviously know he’s going to get rescued somehow, but the tension and build-up would be somewhat watered-down if we see the Crystal Gems’ plan play out in the form of a The New Crystal Gems style flashback episode.  That’s still a distinct possibility, of course, but I must admit that it’d be nice to see the show’s formula get slightly shaken up in the next episodes.

The Lost Special: The One Way to Tie Up Every Loose Thread

In the last month this corner of the Sherlock fandom has thrown out a multitude of ideas for a narrative that could potentially resolve every last inconsistency in Sherlock series 4. Not knowing it, this community has debated different readings – all perfectly valid with only minor holes in logic – but have missed how they might all fit together into an intricate puzzle, each reading validating the other.

I have found one way to connect every loose thread.

Topics resolved include:

– EMP Theory vs “TFP as John’s TAB”: why both readings are meant to be exposed to the viewer (but we just found them too early)
– Benedict’s insanely long monologue they mentioned him having in Series 4.
– How another episode would only be comprised of a few new scenes
– Mary’s character development drifting far from her original plotline
– Moffat’s Doctor Who narrative that includes Toby Jones as a Dream Lord and what that means for Amy in “Amy’s Choice” and Sherlock in The Lost Special.
– How POVs intertwine in TFP, and how TPLOSH inspired the way The Lost Special would end.
– The entire bizarre nature of Series 4
– Breaking the 4th Wall
– The focus in The Six Thatchers on “The Duplicate Man”, “Twins”, “Two places at once”, and “Dead AND alive”.
– Three Garridebs
– Benedict claiming “Love conquers all” while Steven Moffat facepalms.

So if you want to know the one way this could all work, check out the rest of this post. But hear me out until the end, suspend your disbelief until you’ve finished, because regardless of whether or not you believe we’re getting The Lost Special, this reading which combines everything we’ve talked about for the last year is definitely arguable and until something else gets proposed, it is the one I’m sticking with til the bitter end.

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Prince!Seokmin

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  • is the most popular prince in the history of the village
  • like no one has ever been so universally adored and enjoyed,,,like even when other village officials visit that have tension with the government - one meeting with seokmin and they’re,,,,,,,ready to swear peace
  • his parents say it’s his smile,,,,a healing smile,,,,,a smile that no one can resist
  • but it’s also because seokmin is selfless and does his best to make people comfortable and feel cared for
  • like an angel that knows just what people want to hear,,,,he makes not only the people of his village feel good,,,,he makes the people he works with feel it too
  • other princes like woozi or wonwoo seem so stoic during interviews or broadcasted events,,,,yet when prince seokmin shows up even those with the coldest auras are photographed laughing and having a good time
  • has been studying singing since he was small,,,,his voice was recognized by his parents and the nation when at twelve he sang the national anthem at a new years celebration
  • and the entire country fell quiet for his amazing vocal range
  • since then he’s always sung the anthem at opening games and other important events,,,,,but he’s also sung at orphanages and carnivals for kids
  • because if there’s anything that gets kids excited it’s having the actual prince sitting on the floor with them singing the theme song to sesame street with a big kind smile on his face
  • the kids dont even call him prince seokmin they call him older brother and parents or teachers would try to correct them but seokmin is always just like :—–) no,,,,,,,,older brother seokmin is Good
  • once got photographed enjoying some ice cream in the palace gardens and he looked so nice that the ice cream brand used the photo on its advertisements askfljsg
  • all time best friend is a local blacksmith hoshi who people are surprised to find out has known seokmin since they were literal children
  • hoshi talking about seokmin: “he’s the prince, but when we were kids he played the hors-”
  • seokmin appearing out of thin air: “hoshi and i are only business affiliates now. please do not believe what he says.”
  • but they really are close like seokmin is the type to tell his bodyguards they don’t need to come with him when he heads to the village to see hoshi because he feels so at peace with his people and with his friends
  • like he’ll stroll around like he’s just another commoner and not you know,,,,,,the prince of the land
  • doesn’t like suits or formal wear,,,,,,but when his hair is pulled back he just looks,,,,,Regal


  • even though seokmin is completely fine on his own,,,,,,,
  • his parents aren’t always ok with seokmin walking around unguarded
  • and since seokmin has this charming way around him he’s easily able to get the people who his parents hire to let him slip away unnoticed,,,,afterall he’s just a likable guy
  • even his own staff let’s him get away with anything
  • so that’s why his parents hire you,,,,,,,,you’ve built up a reputation of kind of being,,,,,,,unmovable
  • you like to think it’s just part of your personality and the job - if you get hired to protect someone, you have to do whats best for their safety, and sneaking away is breaking that
  • also,,,,you’ve learned to keep an unreadable face - not even the funniest joke or tickling makes you break,,,,,,you think it’s unprofessional to build “friendly” relationships with who you work with. especially who you have to protect with your life
  • which is why on the first day,,,,,when seokmin makes a pun using your name you stare at him blankly
  • the whole room is silent,,,,aside from a waiter who leaves the room stifling a giggle
  • and seokmin tilts his head, smile not dropping from his lips “i see you’re not a joke person?”
  • you nod, making seokmin scrunch up his nose a bit and turn on his heel with a clap
  • “it’s ok, im sure ill get a laugh out of you someday!”
  • you don’t say it outloud because well he /is/ the prince but you think to yourself that he can try all he wants, no one has ever made you laugh on the job
  • the first couple of weeks is rather easy, everywhere you and seokmin go there’s minimal danger because people respect him and he has little to no known enemies
  • every now and then you catch him trying to take bread offered from bakers or flowers offered from children
  • and you have to intervene and explain that the prince cannot receive presents, making seokmin chuckle and go “lighten up!” but you shake your head
  • who cares if it makes you a debbie-downer, who knows whats in the bread or what kind of flowers those are, you can’t risk the princes safety
  • seokmin tries, on multiple occasions, to ask you about your life and hobbies
  • “you’re a pretty private person, but there must be something you like? dogs? fairs? fireworks? candy?”
  • “all of those are fine, my prince.”
  • you give the same flat answer each time and seokmin’s happy, mischievous expression falters just a bit
  • but you keep a straight face, knowing that it’s better to be focused on the surroundings then on the prince getting to know you better
  • questions turn to actions,,,,seokmin tries making funny faces at you when he’s bored at a meeting, or telling a funny story that has everyone in an uproar except you, accidentally tripping or falling for basic comedic relief but all you do is help him back and ask if he’s ok
  • seokmin can’t wrap his head around it,,,,,,is it because you have no sense of humor?????? do you not like him????? what is it??????
  • no one has ever managed to be around him for more than fifteen minutes and not smile
  • and here you are, calmly watching the village go by through the windows of the car as seokmin sits beside you
  • hands crossed over his chest,,,,thinking of any good jokes to crack or silly antics to pull
  • your phone goes off and you pull it out because the alert tone means its from the palace
  • you read the message,,,,it concerns a schedule change for seokmin but before you can tell the prince
  • the car makes a jerking turn and ends up pushing you to the side
  • you try to catch yourself before you go falling off the seat, but seokmin reaches to hold your arm, frowning and telling you that you should wear your seat belt - he’s got his on
  • for a moment, he looks up to see an expression of shock on your face
  • the most he’s seen since you started working as his bodyguard,,,,,,and seokmin doesn’t know how to explain it but
  • the small sigh of relief you do when you sit back down,,,,,something about it
  • makes you look so,,,,,cute
  • but you know you shouldn’t have done it,,you clear your throat to play if off and tell him that he’s going to have to cancel dinner with the officials from one of the villages schools because the royals staying in his families palace have decided they want seokmin’s family to throw a ball to see them off
  • and even seokmin,,,,,who loves parties and social events,,,,,rolls his eyes
  • because the royals staying with his family have been such brats - even though he’s managed to put up the front of liking them in order to get them to sign a treaty with his parents
  • seokmin mumbles that they ask way too much and are overstaying their visit in his home anyway
  • you look at him, eyebrow raised just slightly because you’ve never seen seokmin say anything remotely negative about anyone
  • and he shrugs his shoulders and goes “you’re not the only one who puts on a good mask you know.”
  • the words,,,,,make you think for a moment,,,,,,that essentially he’s right - it’s a mask
  • you’re not an emotionless person and neither are you someone that hates smiling or whatever, you just want to look and act apathetic so you don’t,,,,,,have to show weakness
  • seokmin’s radiant smile and bubbly personality,,,,,you just assumed 100% was true all the time - but maybe there are days when he doesn’t want to be the positive energy
  • like a normal person,,,,he just wants to relax
  • but as you get to the palace, that smile of his is on again and when you open the car door you see a couple of the waiters come running toward him
  • asking him 94302 questions about the ball they need to set up in four hours
  • seokmin, with an assuring couple of words calms down their franticness
  • he leads them all back into the house and you follow, watching carefully as seokmin handles the menu and decorations like a pro
  • sometimes you think someone whose always looking on the bright side might be a little foolish,,,,,but seokmin is able to be so organized and encouraging
  • it makes you feel a sense of ,,,,,,pride,,,,,that the place where you’re from has a prince so capable and kind
  • seokmin passes by you with a waiter who shows him different types of roses
  • and you turn to follow, but seokmin puts up a hand and goes “you can have the rest of the day off - ill be in the palace so i should be safe.”
  • you open your mouth to disagree, but seokmin explains that it’s an order and that your contract doesnt bind you to be by his side 24/7
  • you nod,,,,,slightly distraught that he’d bring that up,,,,,but he disappears down the hall with the waiters as you watch
  • even though seokmin excuses you for the evening,,,,,something doesn’t sit right with you and as you head toward the ballroom the queen, seokmin’s mother comes up to you and asks if you’d go get her son and tell him the bratty royals are having another problem with the menu
  • you nod,,,,,walking slightly faster than usual because for some odd reason there’s an excitement in your chest about being able to stay with seokmin a little longer
  • you reach his bedroom, the large doors thrown open as you come inside and see seokmin standing talking with another person
  • the person,,,,,,you recognize,,,,,is the daughter of the royals staying in the palace
  • she’s young and known for being loud and bossy, but seokmin seems to be handling the conversation well
  • she jumps up, throwing her arms around him when he finishes his sentence and it startles both you and seokmin
  • when she turns to dash out of the room, she bumps your shoulder and doesn’t turn around to apologize
  • you touch it but seokmin’s voice calling your name breaks your concern
  • “the queen told me to inform you that the royals don’t like having duck on the menu.”
  • seokmin’s shoulders drop and you can see that the stress is getting to him, balls take months to plan on occasion and usually the palace isn’t even responsible a committee is hired to host
  • but you know that seokmin wants to do anything to keep on these people’s good side in order to keep the treaty agreement
  • “ok, but the chef has already started and if he has to scrape that duck it’s so much food wasted. ill think of something,,,,”
  • he sits on the edge of his bed, head in his hands as he mumbles to himself
  • you watch him,,,,,,slightly unnerved by the image of a seokmin so starkly different from his usual self
  • and you’re one that always follows rules and regulations, always keeps your emotions out of it but
  • stepping forward you go
  • “my prince, if anything ,,,,,,,,,,,,, can’t you just ,,,,,,,,,, say no this one time?”
  • seokmin shakes his head,,,,,, “i can’t say no, i can’t let people know that there’s something i can’t do. i have to fight through this with a smile,,,”
  • “but what if there was an emergency,,,,,,,what if someone had to take you away and you couldn’t make the ball?”
  • seokmin looks at you,,,,,,,,,,he blinks and goes “aren’t you a stickler for rules,,,,,,,,,,and you’re proposing i make up some scheme to get out of this?”
  • slowly you nod,,,,playing with your fingers behind your back from nervousness
  • a small smile spreads on seokmin’s face and he goes ,,,,,,, “do you have a plan?”
  • you nod,,,,,telling him to wait as you rush down the stairs
  • the queen is standing with the royals,,,,,she looks upset as they complain about this and that and you stop before her
  • bowing and going “your majesty, the prince went out to meet a guest for the ball but it seems the guest and the prince are gone. i am going to need for the ball to be canceled so all forces can be focused on finding the prince.”
  • your words almost make the queen faint,,,, the royal family bursts into a wave of shocked noises and the girl who’d been with seokmin cries out that now she won’t be able to dance with him
  • you look to the queen for her approval and she fans herself but nods “the ball is off, find my son!”
  • with that you set off down the hall, rushing up the stairs and into seokmins room
  • he opens his mouth to ask what’s going on
  • “we’re running away.”
  • “wait, like forever?”
  • “no, for tonight so you and this whole country can avoid this dumb ball. now let’s go!”
  • you take his hand and the two of you run through the palace, you give every waiter or servant a knowing look and seokmin puts his finger over his lips
  • they all smile and nod in confirmation as seokmin shows you a secret passage out to the gardens
  • when you’re safely away, you ask if seokmin knows where you two can stay long enough to avoid the palace till tomorrow
  • he grins and says he knows /just/ the place
  • though the village is a good walk away, you and seokmin having to duck in small alleys and curved roads to avoid anyone seeing you
  • you come across a blacksmith’s shop, the closed sign confuses you, but seokmin does three short knocks and then whispers some kind of passcode against it
  • and like magic, it opens
  • hoshi goes “i heard you were missing!” seokmin grins and shrugs “i am, for the night.”
  • hoshi looks from him to you and sticks out his hand
  • “im hoshi, seokmins go-to hideout”
  • you shake it,,,,,and hoshi wiggles his eyebrows
  • “you two an,,,,,,,item?”
  • you flush red and seokmin chuckles
  • “i cant even make them laugh, they’re my bodyguard!”
  • hoshi grins, going on about how he’s always had more luck than seokmin when it comes to love! the two of them bicker like school yard boys
  • and you can’t help it,,,,,it’s so silly,,,,,,,,,that you giggle
  • seokmin turns to you,,,,,,eyes wide
  • and hoshi points to you too “i thought you said they don’t laugh seokmin?”
  • “that’s the first ive heard it!”
  • you cover your mouth with your hand, turning around and pretending to be interested in the different tools hanging up in hoshi’s shop
  • hoshi invites you two to go upstairs while he finishes some work
  • and you and seokmin find yourself seated at a small table,,,,,,the prince of the place you grew up,,,,,someone so untouchable
  • sitting 5 feet away with no crown and drinking tea from a cracked old mug
  • you sit,,,,,,,still wearing the all black uniform for bodyguards and your phone rings like crazy for updates
  • you pick it up but seokmin snatches it, turning it off and throwing it onto hoshi’s couch
  • “we’ll deal with it tomorrow.”
  • you feel horrible about leaving the queen and others in the dark,,,but seokmin looks so much less stressed
  • and it seems like maybe a night from forced smiling and constant interactions would be good for him
  • ,,,,,,and your concern is still always the princes safety
  • here might be more safe than the palace for tonight
  • seokmin stares at you,,,,,you rub at your face and ask if there’s something on it but he just goes
  • “i like your laugh, why don’t you laugh more?”
  • “,,,,,,,,,part of my job is to keep things professional. laughing,,,,,smiling,,,,,thats for friends-”
  • “then whats helping me runaway for? friends,,,,,,,,,or?”
  • you look at him,,,trying hard to suppress the warmth crawling up into your face at seokmin’s words
  • he leans over,,,,,and when he’s close enough that your heart starts racing
  • he goes “thank you, for helping me”
  • “it,,,,,,it’s my job,,,,,,,,,,”
  • seokmin is still close and you almost can’t breathe,,,,,,
  • you’ve seen him everyday for so long and even before that you’d seen him on tv so much
  • yet nothing captures how absolutely gorgeous he is in real life
  • and seokmin tilts his face,,,,,,you close your eyes and think that the most unprofessional thing in the world is kissing your client
  • but you’ve already broken so many of your “rules”
  • that when seokmin kisses you,,,,,,it feels like the only right thing in the world
  • when you pull back,,,seokmin sits back down, his hand knocks over the tea on the table and it spills all over him
  • letting out a yelp,,,,he stands up to wipe at his clothes
  • and you,,,,,,,,reach for napkins but can’t help but laugh at him clumsiness
  • seokmin lets you help but you hear him say
  • “out of all the things, you find me being a clutz funny?? is that all i had to do to make you laugh???”
  • you shrug and say that you’re not usually one to laugh at others,,,,,but he’s just,,,,,,,,so cutely oblivious sometimes
  • when you fall asleep, exhausted from the day on hoshi’s couch seokmin drapes his jacket over you
  • hoshi comes up and asks when you two need to be back at the palace
  • but seokmin just elbows him smugly and goes
  • “they called me cute.”
  • hoshi: wow, do you want a prize you lovestruck idiot
A Series of Unfortunate Events : the recipe to a good adaptation

This is a short analysis of the recent adaptation A Series of Unfortunate Events by Netflix. I will not mention everything here, it would require much more time and analysis but here is a general appreciation. Careful for spoilers !

Adaptations are quite tricky to accomplish because being true to the original work while bringing novelty to the piece is not so easy. The best adaptations are often the ones that manage to channel the spirit of the original work. A Series of Unfortunate Events is a very successful example of this. It was already visible in the first trailer where Lemony Snicket actually walks on the set of the filming to tell us not to watch this series. Right here, you have three core elements of the original series : our narrator-character, the breaking of the fourth-wall and the plea not to look into this horrific story. That last element actually is a known way to catch the reader/viewer’s attention and make him want to know more.

When it comes to A Series of Unfortunate Events, the character of Lemony Snicket is crucial. Therefore the adaptation needs to be perfectly true to his features. As a child, I really believed Lemony Snicket was this mysterious author hidding from malevolent authorities. The fact that Lemony is actually out of the story ,since he is the author/narrator, and a full part of it builds the whole myth around this series.
When I saw the movie, I did not get that feeling of mystery around Lemony mainly because it is not cleary explicited that he is part of all this : the viewer doesn’t see on-screen any important hint that Lemony is a central character of the story, he is presented above all as the writer.
In the Netflix series, Lemony is the first person the viewer visually encounters, just like in the books. The fact that you can see him entirely makes him a reassuring presence throughout the show : he is your guide. The show stages this aspect very cleverly by blending Lemony in the situations the Baudelaires find themselves in, usually through his costume.

Thanks to this process, the narrator’s role is fully depicted. A narrator that addresses directly to the reader/viewer is usually out of the story and Lemony is indeed “out” since he is telling the events. But Lemony is also “in” as an important character. The show drops hints along the way which keep getting bigger gradually : his investigation, the letters to Beatrice, the fact that he is being chased, among other things, and of course the reveal of the picture with Olaf in the last episode.

All these proofs show that Lemony really is involved in this story. It is very fortunate that they kept the dedications to Beatrice at the beginning of each segment of the story because she is the one who ties Lemony to the story. She actually acts as his muse, she is the main reason why he writes, the name Beatrice being a reference to Dante’s own muse.
Since he is an « in-between » character, literally the bridge between you and the story, Lemony is the one who constantly breaks the fourth-wall. This aspect is so crucial in A Series of Unfortunate Events. It allows Lemony to act as the antic chorus or Prologue : “If you are interested in stories with happy endings, you would be better off reading some other book. In this book, not only is there no happy ending, there is no happy beginning and very few happy things in the middle.” (The Bad Beginning).
With those few lines, the essence of the plot is completely laid before your eyes, just like the ancient tragedies. In the series, apart from those lines, the opening song has the exact same role : “Every single episode is nothing be dismay.”
The breaking of the fourth-wall is also at the core of both series because story-telling mecanisms are explained through it. In the Reptile Room, Lemony explains the dramatic irony which is then again an aspect of the antic tragedies. As I remember it, the book series crossed the fourth-wall to teach something to the reader : a word, writing techniques and less straightforwardly, literary references. All these elements were fortunately brought into the show as well.

Now Lemony is mainly the one to break the wall, as allowed by his narrator status. What is unsettling for the viewer is when Count Olaf breaks it, usually to advertise the TV show and stare at the camera for a couple of seconds. This leads to the other important aspect of an adaptation : the creativity. The writers did not only represent Olaf, they actually add depths according to the new medium : what would Olaf do if he was in a TV series ? Break the fourth-wall and sing its opening sequence !

A short word on the amazing cast, especially Neil Patrick Harris who pulled out a very good Count Olaf. This character is very complex to play, he needs the right amount of villainy, humor and the talent of an actor who can play a character playing other characters. Jim Carrey brought too much of his own eccentricity to the character and you saw more of the actor than of the character. Neil Patrick Harris really understood and nailed all of Olaf’s facets.

Hence adaptations would be rather dull without creativity and novelty.
Sure a lot of dialogues are actually taken word by word from the books because they are good as they are but an adaptation needs to adapt precisely even more when the media is different.

A book and a  TV show are of course very different mainly because of the images. In a book, a description can only be completed by the reader’s imagination. In a show, what you see allows very little space for imagination. This is why a successful adaptation is one that can get the spirit, the ambiance of the world, conveyed by the original words, and transcripts it on screen. From the language of worded images to the language of filming.

The unsettling ambiance, the faded colours and surreal pastel imagery are very fitting for the Baudelaires’ story. The main aspect of the series is its dark humor and stories that you find rarely in children’s book : one death if not more per book, usually a gruesome one. The TV show manages to render the baudelairian world : this very specific atmosphere, the feeling of being oppressed by all the places in which the Baudelaires find themselves.

Finally the most important aspect of an adaptation is that it must appeal to all audiences.What is complicated about making adaptations is that they are received by two different audiences : the one who knows the original material and the one who doesn’t and their first interaction with the original universe is through the adaptation.
That’s why getting the atmosphere right is so important, it shows the specificities of the work in another way which should not “betray” the original story.
An adaptation is full of references that will be immediately recognized only by the ones familiar with the original piece. These references show the adaptors love for the original work and also creates a complicity between them and the well-aware viewer. Which book lover did not scream at the sugar bowl in episode 2 or at those four simple words : the world is quiet here ?The beauty of references is that they are hidden, they could be seen as completely normal by an unaware viewer : the scene of the sugar bowl seems very innocent.

It allows the adaptors to play on what the reader already knows. Take the first appearance of the Quagmire mother and father: most of the book readers thought them to be the Baudelaire mother and father even though they know very well it is impossible. This builds up until the revelation in the first part of the Miserable Mill. Not only this plays with the well-aware reader but also stages already the Quagmire trio and most of their backstory. Being already intertwined since the first episode with the main story, they meet naturally at the end of the season and do not appear previously unmentionned like in the books.

As thrilling as this is, if the adaptation is only met for the experts, it won’t be a total success. An adaptation also needs to speak to new viewers who have no knowledge of the original work. This is why there is a need for balance of references so the newcomer will not spent his time on Wikipedia trying to figure out what happens. How the series introduced right away the Quagmires is actually rather clever : it allows the newcomer not to be lost in all the key characters.

Lastly, this show really catches the core humor of the original work by playing on the fact that it is an adaptation and therefore needs to depart sometimes from the original sequences. At the beginning of the Miserable Mill (episode 8), Mr. Poe freaks out because the Baudelaires are gone and in the middle of his panicked speech, he says : “It’s off-book !’. And indeed it is, because in the books the Baudelaires don’t go to Lucky Smells Lumbermill by themselves but are brought there by Mr Poe. An adaptation makes choices and the show plays on that aspect.

Of course, this show would need a 300 pages-long essay because of all the references and allusions not only to literature but also foreshadowing the main story. This show completely smashes the movie adaptation which did not manage to really transcript well neither the atmosphere nor the characters.

Remember, an adaptation is not a search of perfection because it will never be exactly like the original material. The change of medium requires changes in the story and the story-telling. The intelligence with which the choices are made makes all the difference between a good and a bad adaptation.

I Held a Swastika.

Part of my hospital chaplaincy duties is to write a reflection on how it’s going. Identities may be altered for privacy. All the writings are here.


The nurse told me that the patient, Willard, had taken a bite out of another nurse. He had swung at one of the doctors and thrown urine at a surgeon. Willard had multiple organ failure and he couldn’t walk; he kept demanding to go home. “Get me a wheelchair, I’ll flop in and ride over you people.” The staff kept trying to get him to stay, to get treated, despite his violent non-compliance: because nurses and doctors have the guts to look past that stuff.

They called for a chaplain to ask about Willard’s family members, to see if anyone could pick him up when he was discharged. I was the lucky chaplain who took the order.

When I walked in, I immediately noticed the patient had a tattoo of a heart on his hand, near the inner-fold of his thumb, with a swastika in the middle of the heart. The cognitive dissonance was startling. Not “I love mom” or his wife’s name, I thought, with a bit of snark. But hate in your heart. Very subtle.

“He’s one of those, you know, angry old fogeys,” the nurse had whispered right before I walked in. The nurse was a Middle Eastern man, about my age, and I couldn’t imagine the awful things he had to go through with this patient the last few days.

My eyes locked on the swastika first. The symbol held a terrible place in my memory: when I was a kid, someone had spraypainted a red swastika next to the front door of my dad’s business. Though my dad had tried to paint over it, I could still see it on hot summer days, a scar on the wall and a scar in my head, a mad throbbing declaration of all the world’s ugliness dripping in crimson. I still dream about it sometimes, and in the dream I’ll peer down at my wrists, which are engraved with the same red marks down to the veins.

The patient, Willard, saw me and said, “Thank God, a chaplain, finally someone who can hear me.”

But I don’t want to hear you, I thought. And a sick part of me also thought, You deserve this. I hope you never leave. Then you can’t hurt anyone out there.

He said, “Look, I see your face, I’m not trying to hurt anybody. You get it? I just want to go home. Fetch me a f__ing wheelchair, would you?.”

Willard got louder. He clenched his fists and waved them around. It was rather sad to see someone so animated and aggressive while pinned down to a bed, like the blanket had eaten his lower half and he was trying to crawl out. “Come on, I told you people that I wouldn’t hurt nobody. I got a dozen things wrong with me, I’m not a danger to you, I want to go home and to die in peace. You hear me? I’m ready to go home and die.”

He went on like this for over a minute. That’s a long time to stand there and let someone monologue with escalating hysteria. He dropped more f-bombs and jabbed a finger at me and tried to point at the whole hospital. His voice got so loud that I was worried about the patients nearby, and that maybe the nurse would call security, or that Willard himself would keel over. At several points it looked like he wanted to hop out of the bed and punch my ankles. The strange swastika-heart tattoo flashed before me like a flag on fire.

I had half a mind to leave. I didn’t have to stay. I didn’t want to stay. I kept looking at that swastika. I kept thinking he deserved to be here, to be sick and sorry and helpless.

When Willard stopped talking for a moment, I said the only thing I could think of.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Willard. It sounds like you have a lot going on and it’s been really hard for you.”

He said, “Yes, yes it’s been hard. I swear, I’m not a bad person.” And he burst into tears.

Just like that, his face flipped from anger to grief, and his entire body melted into the bed. Just a broken down old man, crying.

Then he motioned so I could hold his hand. He needed me to hold that hand.

For a second, I stood there, confused and bewildered and infuriated. This is not okay, I thought. You’re everything I hate about the world. Why would you think this is okay?

I pictured two of me, one turning about face and never looking back and absolutely unable to endorse what this guy stood for, and the other me stepping forward in an ostensible betrayal of my deepest values, of my father, of that little child who had to ask why someone would paint such a dirty symbol of hatred over us. I remembered going with my dad to buy new paint, his face set and smiling and determined to be better than this, to make it in a harsh, lonely country that never fully welcomed him, but that he welcomed anyway, because he dared to believe in bigger dreams than the ones that had been painted for him. And I wondered if we were ever going to make it like this, that if we walked away from each other that we would ever heal, and if maybe the very same hands that could carve such scars could also build a life through those wounds, too.

Dad, you showed me something better. You dreamed bigger. You built the dream in me.

So I stepped forward anyway.

I held that man’s hand. I held his swastika, that ugly little tattoo with the heart tattooed around it. 

Willard sobbed, loudly. I asked if he believed in prayer, and he did. I prayed. When I finished, I tried to pull my hand back, but he wasn’t having it. The nurse walked in, a little alarmed, giving me that look: This guy is a real human being who cries, huh?

The nurse prepared a syringe and gave Willard a few shots. My hand was nearly crushed. Willard kept sobbing; I must’ve held his hand for fifteen minutes while he wept and wept. I was silent. No words would work here. And at some point, our hands together, I didn’t want to leave anymore. This all made sense somehow, some kind of crazy giddy exuberant kind of sense, like God or the universe or fate had aligned and unlocked and we were exactly as we were meant to be. I still wasn’t entirely comfortable, and I wasn’t okay with all this man represented: but I pictured a river breaking through, breaking up our old walls and taking down the guard-posts and making the roads new. I wish I could fully describe the lightness in my being right then, a kind of diffused outwardness from my elbow to my fingertips, like my arm was stretching with a pulse. We were painting something different, maybe for our first time. I didn’t think this made me the “bigger person,” because I had every instinct to leave, and there were plenty of times I had failed at this before. I only knew that I had to choose against myself, and choices like this matter, maybe more than the ones we want right now.

When we parted, Willard looked up at me with eyes brimming red.

He didn’t say anything. He only nodded. And inexplicably, we both laughed, just once. I don’t know why we laughed, but it was good.

Later, I told my fellow chaplain, “I have to tell you the craziest story.”

And my friend, at the end, laughed at the obvious symbolism.

“I guess you were the heart around that guy’s swastika.”

I could only nod. I was my father, painting over old scars.

J.S.

HIVESWAP: Cherub Portal

Of all interesting things and plot points in this game, the Cherub Portal has to be one of the most fascinating. It’s obviously a Juju, with the way Joey is attracted to open it, and it’s what kickstarts the entire adventure. Sure, the Monsters push Joey to the Attic- But without the Portal, we wouldn’t have the whole switching mess that becomes the main plot of Hiveswap! 

This thing is the biggest mystery of Hiveswap.

And I may have just solved it.

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Old Souls (Part 3)

Summary: Your aunt runs an antique shop in the lower parts of Manhattan, and asks you to work in her shop once a week. You happily take the job, but then on your first day you have a strange encounter with an unusual customer - Bucky Barnes, the Winter Soldier. Things ensue as the two of you end up becoming friends - and maybe even more - as you reminisce about the old things that you love as well as your mysterious pasts.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 1,438

Warnings: Fluff, a little angst

A/N: Hello again! We’re back at it again with another part! You get to learn a little more about the reader, just a tad more. Also, yes, I’m sorry for always posting so late. At least its late here (PST). I’m a night owl when I know I’ll be waking up early HA. Enjoy!

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anonymous asked:

Do you have a Deputy!Derek sterek tag??

We don’t have a Sterek Deputy!Derek tag. Just a plain old Deputy!Derek tag. But it’s been a while since we updated it. So here’s a list! - Anastasia

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Baby You’re Beautiful by supernaynay

(1/1 I 1,089 I General I Sterek)

“God you’re beautiful.”

Derek hadn’t even realized that the words had left his mouth until the whole room went silent, including Stiles, who until about five seconds earlier was busy yelling at him for putting himself in danger yet again.

Lock Me Up by FairydustOnRoses

(1/1 I 3,410 I Explicit I Sterek)

Stiles is home for Thanksgiving break. He traveled across the country from Columbia University and is looking forward to spending time with Scott and his dad and stuffing his face on Thursday. He is not looking forward to running into a certain broody werewolf that he may or may not have left in bed after a hookup only hours before he got on the plane to New York back in August.

the wilderness gave it to me by ceserabeau

(1/1 I 6,940 I Mature I Sterek)

When Stiles pictured Derek’s return to Beacon Hills, he never imagined this: late night in the cereal aisle at the grocery store, Stiles in sweatpants and a shirt long overdue a wash, glancing left from the Captain Crunch and Lucky Charms to find Derek Hale, four feet away, pulling a box of muesli off the shelf.

My Life is not a Horror Movie, Derek by DiscontentedWinter

(12/12 I 38,993 I Explicit I Sterek)

Stiles keeps dreaming of people in robes with knives.
With chanting. In Latin.
And he mentioned the knives, right?
That can’t be good.

Gravidity by readridinghood

(8/8 I 47,309 I Explicit I Sterek)

Before Stiles can get settled back in Beacon Hills, and in the new business he’s invested in, and before Derek allows his decade-long on and off again girlfriend back into his life, barring she agree to some specific ultimatums, Stiles and Derek meet at Cora’s wedding and decide to have a one-night fling. Their lives get a lot more complicated than either of them imagined because of the night they spent together and neither of them is ready for the journey, but they’ll learn that it’s important they make it together and by doing so Stiles may find the muse he’s been missing, and Derek will have a chance to build what he’s longed to have in his life.

Ain’t Nothing so Good as the Cake and Eating it by sofonisba_found

(15/15 I 51,001 I Mature I Sterek)

Derek thinks he’s doing alright in life, with his family at his side and a job he loves. Despite his family’s concerns he remains adamant that he doesn’t need a mate, afraid to take the risk of letting anyone close enough to try to hurt his family again. That is until he realizes that his true mate has been right under his nose for years, and that now through his inaction he may lose him

When you Trust but Verify by hellbells

(26/26 I 54,175 I Explicit I Sterek)

Plans are afoot to wipe out the Hale Pack.
Can the Hales’ deal with outside packs, the Hunter’s Council and Deadpool lists all at the same time?

You’ve Got Mail by Shinhia

(18/18 I 56,532 I Mature I Sterek)

Stiles Stilinski is one of the few people left who still likes to write letters, no matter what advanced technology has given us in 2014.

For Stiles, there’s nothing like receiving a letter or writing one. Feeling the paper under your hand, letting the ball of your pen glide along the surface, the sound of them both when they make contact with each other. There’s a romanticism, a beauty in it that texting or emailing won’t ever be able to recreate.

It’s with these thoughts in mind, after another very bad and hurtful break-up, and another restless night, that Stiles decides to pick a random place on the map of the United States, and find someone to write to. That’s how he ends up finding Derek Hale.

Or

The story where Stiles and Derek are strangers who exchanging letters, fall in love, and wonder if they’ll ever meet in real life.

Seeing Wolves (Where There Are No Wolves) by MellytheHun

(16/16 I 67,901 I Explicit I Sterek)

Or otherwise known as “Derek Goes to the Doctor,” wherein Derek gets the therapy he so desperately needs and gets healthy. The clearer his head gets, the more room it seems to have for Stiles.

Just Act Normal by zosofi

(10/10 I 78,677 I Explicit I Sterek)

If someone had told Stiles back in high school that he would be an Oscar winning actor by the time he turned 25, he would’ve probably told Scott to punch them. The thing is, though…they would’ve been right.

Which makes returning to Beacon Hills, center of all that is supernatural and better left avoided, all the more awkward.

Past, Present, and Future by Code_Zackary

(24/60 I 182,513 I Mature I Sterek)

Deputy Derek Hale has just become a single parent, after adopting abandoned five-year-old Isaac Lahey, and drowning in his new responsibilities as a father, and Alpha. Add the babysitting of his new rookie partner, Jackson Whittemore, and the weight of his past bubbling to the surface, Derek isn’t sure how he’s going to keep his head straight.

Meanwhile, Stiles Stilinksi returns home to Beacon Hills to give his son, Scott Stilinksi, a better quality of life. However, raising a werewolf pup, as a human, is something he struggles handling on a daily basis. Stiles wishes nothing more than to find a werewolf willing to show his son “the ropes”, so Scott can fit in with all the other pups come the first day of Kindergarten. But where would he ever find a werewolf willing to help a human?

When the two meet, their struggles in life will come to the forefront, as the loners become an invaluable support system for each other, and build a unique Pack all their own.

The Junker

This was originally a headcanon request from @caldeara​, but the concept was just too good for me to pass up! I may have strayed a bit from your original prompt, but I hope you enjoy it!


“Okay, here goes…” you mutter to yourself as you carefully step out of the airlock. You tweak your trajectory slightly with the thrusters on your oxygen pack and sail gently into the side of the derelict spacecraft.

The holes in the hull looked like a combination of meteor hits and fire damage; you guessed that one probably caused the other. Plasma fires typically burned super hot, and you knew of at least a few ships that had seen their end due to them. You sighed. Hopefully nobody had been harmed. Not the least because these old wrecks were spooky enough as it was without ghosts.

You check to make sure your electromagnetic boots were on, and begin the arduous task of trying to find and retrieve the ship’s black box.

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SPN Season13 in the Galaxy not so Far Away, aka Supernatural vs Star Wars

We all know how important “Star Wars” are in the SPN universe, but I just had a revelation yesterday: we are now in the point of the story that literally just arrived at the doorstep of “a new hope”, and everything just fell into place. 

(To the fellow SW fans: I am drawing parallels here only to the first six movies, excluding everything else, because I realised this is a topic that you can write about for hours and hours - with this thought in mind, I have limited myself to the very basic character overview. If anyone wants to add plot analysis, philosophy, more future speculation or whatever else, please feel encouraged to do so!)

The classic “Star Wars” is a franchise that is an archetypical, medieval adventure/fairy tale/coming-of-age story set in space, with magic, romance, religion, philosophy, knights, dark lords, orphaned heroes, a princess, wizards and scoundrels, a quest, epic battles, a war between good and evil, love, choices and redemption. It also talks a lot about free will, nature vs nurture, found family vs blood family, the power of love, faith, hope, self-understanding, and self-acceptance.

It’s a perfect parallel to Supernatural. So, let’s have a look:

1) Lucifer is Anakin/Darth Vader. The one with amazing powers, the one who stood out among the Jedi/angels, who was supposed to be “the bringer of light”, but who was brought to the Dark Side due to hubris and hate, and to rules he didn’t agree with, the rules given from above. The moment love was gone from his life, Anakin/Lucifer went bye-bye, gave in to the power of evil, and became the Dark Lord. 

Once Luke/Jack came into the picture, Anakin/Lucifer started looking for him to lure him to the Dark Side, because Vader, just like Lucifer, doesn’t understand the concept of love above blood, and of free will that can steer our innate nature. Luke does not give in to the dark side, and in the end he manages to draw his father back to the side of light because of love and light he chose for himself - and Anakin dies redeemed. I’m not sure if this is Lucifer’s path, but since he “was not a villain” in his story either, we’ll see.

Anakin/Lucifer used to be the Chosen One, the one destined to change Jedis/angels, but he went astray. Luke/Jack is now the one set to repair the damage he has done.

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Panic! at the Disco's Brendon Urie on Broadway, British Accents and Wearing Those 'Kinky Boots'

To some theatergoers, Brendon Urie might appear to be just another actor starring in Kinky Boots, the Tony-winning Broadway musical by Cyndi Lauper and Harvey Fierstein that centers on a reluctant shoemaker and his unlikely inspiration.

But at Sunday’s performance, the audience’s Panic! at the Disco fans let out a collective gasp at the frontman’s surprise entrance, and loudly screamed as if at a rock concert when he showcased his bright, four-octave vocal range on solo numbers.

“Oh, my god, it feels phenomenal - I’m just kind of getting sandbagged with love,” Urie tells The Hollywood Reporter of making his Broadway debut in the musical through Aug. 6. “I don’t know what first attracted me to this world, but the whole universe that is musical theater just blows me away. I love it.”

Read more: Cyndi Lauper to Pen Score for Broadway-Bound ‘Working Girl’ Musical

Urie, 30, goes Off Script with The Hollywood Reporter to talk dancing in heels, wandering around the West Village and writing music for a Broadway project in the future.

When did you first consider joining this show?

The first time I saw it, two years ago. I went with a friend, and, I mean, immediately just upon seeing the first couple of scenes, I had this immense appreciation for the show’s message and I just wanted to be a part of it in any capacity. By the end, I was cheering and crying and laughing and having the best time.

It took me a couple of tours, but I’m glad it worked out. We were trying to book other [tours] and I said, “No, I want to take a break. I want to see what Broadway’s like.” [Cyndi Lauper and I] have hung out a handful of times and already she’s one of my favorite people in the world.

What’s your theater background? Did you do a bunch of acting in high school?

Not at all. I was a part of the theater craft class, so I used to build the sets and be behind-the-scenes, working tech. And my siblings and I would dress up and make little home movies with lots of singing.

I grew up loving musicals: West Side Story, Oklahoma!, Guys and Dolls. The Sound of Music is my favorite musical of all time. I’ve got such a crush on Julie Andrews.

Read more: All the Broadway Shows of the 2017-2018 Season

What has surprised you most about starring in a musical?

It’s so wildly different, but so much fun. I guess I expected, to a certain degree, the nakedness you feel up onstage, but it’s honestly unlike any other feeling. When I’m playing with my band in a concert, the fans are all singing the lyrics together and screaming back at you like a giant campfire. But Broadway, you’re there to perform - it’s just you and the spotlight, and you have to just run into it at 100 percent. I’ve been trying to live in the moment, forget who I am and be that character, and just feel that emotion. Luckily, the music is so powerful that when you’re singing the lyrics, you already feel the emotion. I hope people get hit with the same fire and message of love that I got when I first saw this.

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What has been the toughest part about playing Charlie Price?

Dancing in heels is actually pretty comfortable for me, and it’s harder to act like I’m not comfortable in the heels! (Laughs.) But the most challenging was the British accent. My dialect coach Amy Jo [Jackson] ran through the script with me over Skype. The hardest part was getting criticism like, “You sound Australian right now - let’s fix that.”

What new habit have you taken on?

I’m drinking more Throat Coat tea. On tour, we’ll do four shows and then a day off. Doing eight shows a week is crazy, in the best way possible. 

What have you given up?

Doing shows with my band, but it’s a sacrifice I’m willing to make.

Read more: James Monroe Iglehart Talks 'Hamilton’ Demands, Batman Magnets and Close-Up Magic

What do you do when you first wake up on a show day?

I make coffee and breakfast for my wife and I, and I walk around for at least 45 minutes. This is the most extended stay I’ve had [in New York] and the West Village is very neighborhood-y with a bunch of dogs, so it’s a nice walk.

It’s a totally different vibe from L.A., where if you walk into a restaurant, everybody turns. In New York, I don’t think anybody cares, and that’s a good thing. You can have Tom Hanks walk into a restaurant and they’d be like, “Oh, yeah, that’s Tom Hanks,” and continue to have their conversation.

What’s your preshow ritual?

I do the warm-up thing. And I actually spoiled myself and put an Xbox in my dressing room, so I could play a little.

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Most memorable moment at the stage door?

The first night was unreal - hundreds of kids, people climbing on trees and standing on cars. I thought they were going to get arrested, honestly! And fans bring gifts -  they’ve drawn stuff for me, given me flowers and written amazing letters. That kind of love just does not cease, and each night I feel it.

Are you interested in originating a part on Broadway?

Oh, my goodness, yes, I would love that. I’ve been thinking about that more and more. I’d love to do something that I’ve written music for, stuff I haven’t written yet. That would be so fun. I’d love to get an idea down and work with some amazing creative minds on that.

If you could be in any other Broadway show, what would it be?

To be Jean Valjean in a revival of Les Miserables would be amazing. And, having grown up Mormon, I think The Book of Mormon would be a good fit. (Laughs.) That’d be pretty fun.

thehappyhummer  asked:

Hey Taime! :-) As an INTP, how can I learn to focus my energy into one subject to master it? I have so many interests that I don't linger much on them.

Related questions (@mr-entj style because it’s awesome):

  • How can an INTP be more mindful? I set goals for myself to be more productive, then I’m playing my whole day off. Or I can be very forgetful of procedures and names. Not very mindful of me. 😛
  • I know you get a lot of asks, but I figured that this might be a problem with other INTPs as well. I really love music and I’m going into music performance (I play the flute), it’s what I want to make into a career. The only problem is that a lot of what I’d be doing/am doing right now involves lots of meticulous detail work that can drain me really quickly. I have a hard time motivating myself to get up and do it, but it is essential to making things work. Any tips? Thanks!
  • Hey, I’ve read that many INTP’s are usually interested in a lot of things and get bored of them kinda fast. But I can’t even seem to find one thing that I’m not too lazy to do, not to mention a lot of things. I go home and just sit at the computer. I dislike drawing, crafting, etc. because It really gets on my nerves and I’m terrible at it. I don’t really have any hobbies. Have you ever had a period in your life when you were like that too? if yes, then what did you do to change it?
  • Hello! First of all, I adore your blog. Secondly, do you have some kind of advice for an INTP who wants to survive High School with great grades to satisfy her own ambitions? I’m having some problems because of laziness and procrastination
  • And a truckload of similar asks.

Mastery, Motivation, Productivity, Finding Your Interests—An INTP Perspective

I want to write this as an INTP who got at least decent at these things out of my own volition. Most advice, books, speakers on these topics are very Te and/or SJ-focused. Some of them are very helpful, but a lot of them do not work well for me.

How to be better at anything:

1. Observe yourself like a hawk.

The goal is to recognize what’s effective for you. This will be different for everyone. You must set a goal to step out of the moment and truly be mindful of yourself, instead of going through the flow of your daily life. Otherwise, you will not pick up habits and mindset that you’re accustomed to.

For me, I came to realize that I’m much more productive/motivated when:

  • I have multiple projects to switch between when I’m bored or exhausted my ideas for the current one. This is why being an entrepreneur works really well for me. And even when I work in a company, I’d ask my boss for 3-4 projects to do at the same time and demonstrated that I can do this.
  • I’m ridiculously easily distracted by my own thoughts while working (blame the Ne). I found out that it subsided when a something other than music is playing in the background so that I can “focus” my distraction (music doesn’t work somehow). At first, I used to watch game playthroughs because I’m a nerd, but I made a switch to educational videos and audio books half a year ago. Now I spend at least 5 hours/day learning new things while working and not getting distracted. Win-win-win.
  • My workstation isn’t in my bedroom. I’d get sleepy and distracted ridiculously easy.
  • I’m either by myself or in a space where no one would directly interact with me, e.g. library or coworking space.
  • I tell people who are important to me about my goals and keep them updated on the progress. I’m much more motivated to hold myself accountable because I don’t want someone I respect to think of me as flaky.
  • I tend to procrastinate if I wake up early. If I’m up at 11am, I’d go “oh shit it’s already late, I must get started right away” instead of thinking “there’s still so much time…I could make breakfast, go get coffee, etc.” It’s a very common advice to get up earlier to be more productive. I know I won’t be able to fool myself because I’d always rationalize my way out of it. My optimal work hours have been from 11am-3am with breaks in between.
  • I get in the zone easily when I start, but it’s a huge hurdle to get myself to start. And therefore, the point above does help.
  • I can’t do things on a schedule (e.g. at 10AM I will start working on task A and finish by 12PM, then eat lunch, then at 1PM I will start task B). Some people excel at this, mind you, but I’d lose motivation faster than I can start. What works for me is listing the deadlines, which could be in days or weeks, then switch around tasks/projects as I like.

My full list would easily go over a hundred items. Recognize your own. As I mentioned, this list will be different for everyone.

An important note: it’s not shameful to admit that you need external validation. I know that I wouldn’t have gotten this blog going if I didn’t get this much support and interests from you guys. I probably wouldn’t have been drawing so much either if I didn’t get compliments from friends irl and online. I knew this about myself and intentionally put my work out there to get encouragement, which I received. And in turns, I also learn how to listen to criticism in the process.


2. When you have multiple interests, pick something and get good at it.

Choose one to develop at the moment, or 2-3, if you need to switch like me. You don’t have to abandon other interests. You will have time to develop them later on. But for now, just pick something, anything. Roll a dice if you must.

I’m an advocate of the “T-shaped skills” concept—you can be a generalist in many things, but you must master at least one. While you’re trying to master that one thing, there’s no harm in trying out a bunch of other skills.

When people see that you’re very good at one thing, they tend to believe that you’re capable of being good at other things (sometimes even unrelated things). More opportunities will be offered to you if people recognize that you’re good at one thing.

For example, I’m a good UX designer and I’m somewhat known in the startup community in my city. I’ve been invited by tech event organizers to speak, even though I was shite at public speaking, they insisted that I try. I’ve been asked to advise on the business side of startups and asked to design logos, even when I told them that I’m no expert in these things. They’d insist that they want my opinions anyway because they saw the way I work and think through design.


3. If you aren’t interested in anything, try a lot of things.

Get yourself out there and try new things. Maybe you haven’t found what you really click with yet. Try a bunch of local classes and workshops, volunteer, learn about possibilities of things you can do.

You might already be interested in something, but society tells you that it’s not considered a hobby or a job. You love learning about any topics and could read Wikipedia for hours? That is a hobby. You might even want to get a job in research. You love playing games? Maybe you want to create one yourself and make it a really enjoyable experience because you know games so well. Or maybe you could make a build guide for your favorite RPG on youtube, and learn some digital marketing to get your channel more popular. There are more ways to do things than what people think is “acceptable”

Think of how you can spin things you like into something productive and sustainable. From examples above, playing games in itself won’t do much for you. But if you create a useful gaming guide for other people, coupled with some SEO skills, you can turn the hobby you love into a career you love. 


4. If you don’t know your goals, follow your mentors.

You probably already have people you admire in many areas of your life, whether it’s because of their career success, their skill expertise, their wisdom, or certain qualities they possess. List things you admire about these people. What kind of things make you want to be like them? Once you have this list, it can be your goal.

If you really don’t have anyone you admire, start looking for them. They don’t have to be people you know irl. They can be anyone from a celebrity, an inventor who’s long dead, someone in your family, or even a fictional character. You don’t have to like everything about that person for them to be your mentor. You just need aim for specific qualities that you admire in them.

In the beginning, study your mentors intensely and copy them. Once you’re proficient, adapt their techniques to your personality. I’ve been trying to improve my public speaking skill. There’s an older INTJ guy whose speaking style I think is very captivating. To learn from him, I watched at least 50 videos of him speaking in public to study his mannerism, his tone of voice, how he structured his scripts, where he added pauses—specific things contributing to his speaking style that captivates attention. Then, I’d try to use specific techniques I learn from him when I taught the university class, even the same phrases and analogies he used because of their clarity. After the 5-6 class, I started to get a hang of it and was able to adapt “his” style that I emulated to become more of my own, adding my own twists and personality into the way I talk.


5. Mastery takes grit—practice v.s. practice smart.

Many people say “I don’t like anything because I’m not good at anything.” Well, here’s some good news for you:

Talent is overrated. No one, I repeat, no one, is automatically good at anything. Maybe you have a natural inclination that gives you an advantage, e.g. you were born with a physique suitable to be a runner and you happen to like running. You might have a competitive advantage as a runner, but there’s absolutely no way you’d become good at running without years of training.

When you see other people and think they’re “talented,” you’re seeing the results of years of practice. What they don’t show you is the grind, the long hours, the years of crappy results but sticking with it.

That’s not to say, if you keep at it, you’ll get better. Repetition alone doesn’t work. You must practice smart. I also believe in the 80/20 rule. 20% of the things you normally do get you 80% of the results. If you’re trying to get better at playing piano, would playing your favorite song from start to finish repeatedly make you any better?

No.

You must target your weak points and attack it. Maybe your left little finger is weak and you can’t get the pressure you want. Do some Hanon exercises that focus on the little finger. Maybe you mess up a trill in a specific section half the time. Single out that section and practice it—don’t just play the whole song from start to finish.

I recommend watching Josh Kaufman talks about how it only takes 20 hours to become decent at something if you practice smart:

https://youtu.be/5MgBikgcWnY

6. Mastery takes sacrifice.

Everyone has the same amount of hours in a day. It’s up to you to choose what you do with your hours. It’s impossible to do everything and be everything in our lifetime, so choose wisely. It’s better that you proactively choose for yourself than let life choose for you, otherwise, you’ll look back in 10 years and hate where your life is heading.

Here are some examples from my experience:

  • I sacrifice going out with friends for working on my own company. I have friends who go out 2-3 times a week, and it’d have been fun if I go with them but that would mean much less time for things I want to accomplish. Instead, I actively set up a hangout session with this group once a month and truly spend quality time together talking or playing board games, rather than joining their usual bar-hopping routine.
  • I sacrifice job stability and consistent income for personal growth. I worked at a tech company and a design agency before, and both of them still want me back (I’m still in touch with former bosses from both), and it’d have been a nice and easy life to do what I love and have stability. But I know that I’d never be satisfied if I don’t try to make something out on my own from scratch.
  • I sacrifice comfort for opportunities. I’m a true introvert. I could stay in my apartment for a month straight, not talk to anyone, and be perfectly comfortable. But I’ve come to realize that I need to go out, make friends and connections so that I can find more opportunities to advance my career goals. It’s still difficult for me now, but I know to push myself to do it. Each time I see an event invitation, my first thought would be “urg, I need to wear pants, and put makeup, and take the subway full of people…” But now I know how important it is to make connections, going to events that are relevant to my goals usually win.
  • I sacrifice some friends for friends who push me to grow. There are many people I like and whom like me, but some of those people only want to hang out and talk about other friends’ lives, TV series, or complain about work. It makes a huge difference in my life to spend time with friends who love discussing big ideas, business opportunities, self-improvement, and learning. And I’d rather spend time with the latter than the former, even though I could get along with both groups.

7. Aim to create more than you consume.

Most people only consume—watch, read, listen, play music other people wrote, use contents that other people created. It’s easy to do this, and you can even learn a lot from consuming, but you won’t grow nearly as much as creating something.

Put something out into the world that’s not junk, e.g. not your selfies, photos of your pet, a rant blog, negative comments on other people’s contents.

Think of what you can contribute, and do it. If you’re reading my blog, you probably like MBTI. You could write an explanation post of your own, compile resources for people to learn from, or write about other aspects of personality psychology. You could even become MBTI certified and teach people irl. I see so many MBTI blogs where half of the content is telling other people that they’re mistyped and stupid. What use is that to yourself and other people?

Realistically, it’s extremely difficult to create more than you consume since you’d be sacrificing convenience and efficiency (i.e. you wouldn’t want to build your own phone from scratch instead of buying one), but you get what I mean when I say aim to create more.


8. Be proactive.

Don’t wait for people to feed knowledge and skills to you. We’re lucky to live in the digital age where pretty much everything can be searched in a few seconds—do it. Don’t wait to be taught in school, and don’t wait for answers.

I get so many asks about basic things that can be easily googled or search on my blog. I do not have time to answer every question I get, especially on things I wrote about before. I wonder if these people go ahead and google it themselves, or do they wait forever and never end up learning because they didn’t get a reply.

If you want to get better at something, be proactive in seeking knowledge. If you already have the skills to use the internet, you can learn and become anything you want.

-eilamona

[ My MBTI Merch ]

p.s. If there’s anything on this topic I still haven’t covered in this post or other posts I wrote before (search or look at my elaborate index), you can ask.

shitty’s parks and recreation

“If I could, I would individually interview every one of those kids,”  Shitty Knight said to the camera, looking at the children playing in the park. “But all their parents said no when I asked them if I could. I guess as a grown man, they don’t trust me around children. See that’s part of the reason why there should be more women in politics, government isn’t just a boy’s club anymore.”

A man came up to Shitty while he was talking to the camera. “Hey, are you that parks guy? There’s a man stuck inside the slide.” 

“On it!” 

As Shitty pulled and prodded the man out of the slide, he continued to talk. “I live for public service, it’s the best *bleep* thing on earth. People need our help, and it feels good to be needed. Sir, we’re going to need you to get out of the slide.”

All the children around the slide cheered as Shitty finally got a homeless man out of the slide. He triumphantly raised his fist as the man staggered away and grinned at the camera. 


Guy glared at the camera, but it seemed like he was glaring at everything around the table. Shitty was vibrating with excitement, as the rest of the government employees around the table looked unmotivated. 

“Tonight we have a mandatory community meeting. Dex is going with *bleep*.” 

Off camera, a voice asks, “Um, can you call him Knight? This way we don’t have to censor-”

“No.” 

“Alright! Now Dex, you and I are going to meet the citizens! This is so exciting, this is where the rubber of government meets the concrete of, whatever it is.” Shitty led a red haired young man with him into a small classroom, cramped with people. 

Complaints started raining down on Shitty, who never lost his smile nor vigor. 

“Stop the graffitis, please. Just stop them.”

“There are too many people cursing in parks! I take my three year old daughter there all the time, how am I supposed to raise her properly when all those *bleep* are yelling at each other to *bleep* their own *bleep*? *Bleep*ing *bleep*!!” 

Are you frustrated when all these people are yelling at you? 

Shitty shrugged. “What I hear when people yell at me, is people caring loudly about Samwell because they feel responsible about the place that they live in. And I agree with them, because Samwell is the best *bleep*ing town in the entire country and the entire universe.” 

After break, a startling tall young man stood up in the middle of the room to speak. He was surprisingly handsome, and looked a little anxious at having to speak in a roomful of people. Shitty’s eyes zoomed in on him and widened like he’d seen something magnificent appear out of nowhere. 

“Euh, I’m Jack Zimmermann, I’m a nurse and euh, I don’t usually come to these meetings. But I’m here to talk about the abandoned lot on Sullivan street.”

“Excellent! Let’s talk about the abandoned lot on Sullivan street!” Shitty said, still staring at the man in awe. 

You looked very excited when you saw Jack Zimmermann, why was that?

“Do you ever see someone and think, I saw a man so beautiful I want to be his very best friend and never let him go? Jack *bleep*ing Zimmermann is that man.” 

“It’s not excellent, my boyfriend fell into that pit and broke both his legs!” Jack said, gaining steam as he went on to explain. “There’s an empty lot next to my house, and a company bought it in order to build a new condo. But money fell through in the middle of construction, right when they dug a huge pit, and now it’s a safety hazard for everyone in the neighborhood.” 

Shitty was still staring at Jack, seemingly lost in thoughts. 

“You need to do something about it!” Jack said. 

“Wha-yes. Giant pit next to your house on Sullivan street. I promise you, Jack Zimmermann, we will fill that hole behind your house. And what’s more, I will build a park on that lot.” 

Jack seemed surprised at the enthusiasm and readiness to which Shitty had agreed to his proposal. 

“That’s a promise?”

“It’s better than a promise, it’s a pinky promise!” 

“In order to do anything around here, there’s one person to turn to. And that’s Camilla. Camilla Collins. She’s the city planner but she’s more than that. She’s a smart, capably, woman.” 

“Hey, thanks for clearing up your schedule and meeting me here,” Shitty said as he sat next to Camilla Collins, who was in the middle of a huge lunch. 

“I didn’t clear up anything? But go on,” she ate a huge bite of brisket. 

“You know about the abandoned lot on Sullivan street?” 

“Yeah, Lot 48. Condo developer went bankrupt right after they dug out the basement. It’s gross.”

“Brah, I have grand plans for that lot,” Shitty said. “I want that *bleep* turned into a *bleep*ing park.” 

“Huh,” Camilla took a bite of her salad. “Is it likely? No. But is it probable?”

Shitty leaned in, excited. 

“Also no.”

“Come on, Cams. I know what your’e gonna say, and you’re gonna say a bunch of *bleep* about red tape and a bunch of *bleep*ing *bleeps* who’s gonna get in the way. But I can do it, believe me.” He leaned in closer, trying to bat his eyes at Camilla Collins. “Come on, for old time’s sake?” 

“Camilla and I…were lovers. We made passionate *bleep*ing sex with each other. It happens, brah. Sometimes when someone is near you and you’re both hot for each other, you sleep together. Happens all the time.” 

Did you and Shitty ever…together? 

“Knight? No, never.” Camilla laughed, then straightened up as she seemed to remember something. “Oh wait, yeah, we did. Like five years ago. Yep. Did the deed. A whole twenty minutes of *bleep*ing. He did the best he could.”

Shitty ran down into the Parks office with a megaphone and Dex on his tails. 

“GUYS! WE ARE BUILDING A PARK!”

In his office, Guy shook his head and went back to sleeping. 

Private People

Anon Request: hi there!! could you write a seb x wife!reader who work together on marvel and do press together? thanks in advance!! 

Warnings: Fluff, language

A/N: Based the ideas in this off of another fanfic I’ve been writing for quite some time so I’m claiming rights to Emilia Reeves and Smoke. ALSO I looked up the meaning behind how the Winter Soldier got his name and it’s making the English major and the analytic in me spazz with joy.


(Y/N) stood nervously beside her husband as the pair prepared for a panel discussion at Wizard World. Sebastian could feel her hand tremble slightly in his as he rubbed the back of it with his other hand.

“Are you ready babe?” he asked.

“I’ll never be ready,” she replied with a soft chuckle.

“Don’t worry,” Sebastian said and then kissed her cheek. “I’ll be right there with you.” From in the distance, the surround sound speakers roared: please give it up for Sebastian Stan and (Y/N) (Y/L/N)! The crowd cheered and the thundering of voices rattled her ear drums. Slowly, (Y/N) followed Sebastian to the two chairs sitting in the center of the stage and hoisted herself into it as Sebastian smiled at her, proud of (Y/N) for agreeing to come speak with him.

“Okay Sebastian,” the panel mediator began, “one thing that a lot of people really want to know is who is this lovely lady beside you today and how did she get mixed up in the Marvel Cinematic Universe?” Sebastian’s bright blue eyes shined toward his wife as the pair clutched to their secret.

“Do you want to take this one, (Y/N)?” Sebastian asked her.

“Sure,” she smiled. “Somehow one of the producers or writers at Marvel liked an idea I had sent in as a suggestion and asked me to come in and explain it. The concept of my character, Emilia Reeves, is that she was recruited by Coulson to become an agent of SHIELD after he realized all that she had gone through. A lot of what Emilia goes through is a reflection of Bucky’s trials. She’s taken in by HYDRA, experimented on, and forced into Terragenesis where she emerged as Smoke–the super badass name she goes by while working with the Avengers.”

“She’s a real breath of fresh air for Bucky to see that someone can still have a life after the torture and manipulation that HYDRA put them through,” Sebastian continued.

“(Y/N) you said you sent in a suggestion for the character, am I right?”

“Oh yeah, I Andy Dufresne-d the shit out of Marvel!” she called into the microphone. Immediately, Sebastian covered his and let out a loud laugh along with the roaring audience. “Oh fuck, can I not say,” immediately she covered her mouth as Sebastian’s face turned a bright shade of red. “Shit, no damn it! Gah!”

“Needless to say she and Chris contribute to the swear jar most,” Sebastian laughed into his microphone. Soon the audience died down and settled back into their seats. “But on a more real level, (Y/N) has done incredible work in creating this character and she really brings Smoke to life. It’s important to know just how hard (Y/N) worked to build Emilia and Smoke and the story behind the character as well. She’s been more dedicated to her character than any of us have been to ours.”

“What was the process like, filming with all of these seasoned veterans?” the question turned back onto (Y/N) as she folded her hands in her lap and tried not to swear again.

“It was great! Everyone was so supportive–even if someone was like ‘where the hell did this character come from?’ they were always willing to work with me to get the chemistry right and all,” she responded as she began to gain her confidence.

“Were some people more helpful than others?” she was again asked.

“Honestly, Sebastian is one of the most incredible people I’ve ever come across. He’s so sweet and, knowing I was relatively new to the acting scene, he was determined to break me out of my shell.”

“She gives me a lot of credit but she’s incredibly talented as a stand alone,” Sebastian quickly added as the panel continued. 

“So, Sebastian, can we expect any changes in Bucky that can be derived from Emilia?” Sebastian glanced over at his wife as she smiled and nodded toward him to answer the question.

“Um, yeah, Bucky really grows through his interaction with Emilia. She really understands what it feels like to be taken and turned into something she never wanted to become–for her an Inhuman, for Bucky an assassin–and that bond is really something that he uses to strengthen his own will to fight all HYDRA put in him,” Sebastian said with a smile spreading across his face. (Y/N) knew he wouldn’t be able to hold onto their secret for much longer so she hurried to extend on his answer.

“There’s a lot of healing for Bucky that happens through getting to know Emilia, but they also grow together. Bucky is having to determine who he is in the world apart from HYDRA apart from pre-world war two, and Emilia is still trying to get a handle on how she fits into the Avengers jigsaw puzzle.”

“Eventually, they both kind of figure out that the scars they have on their souls match and they fall into their positions in the Avengers jigsaw puzzle, as (Y/N) said,” Sebastian continued.

“You two have been reported as dating for about three months a few years ago when (Y/N) worked on another project with you, Sebastian. Everyone here can see that you have such a nice chemistry and stage appearance together,” the mediator commented as he moved the pair onto the next question, “so what I’m wondering is if that chemistry plays off well in the ‘rumored’ steamy scene between the two of you?” Immediately the two started laughing. “How did that come about? Was it in the script or what? Did it cause any tension between you two after having been broken up?”

“Well, if you’re asking me, it wasn’t scripted but I was really happy to do it,” Sebastian laughed as a smile flooded his face and his eyes danced toward (Y/N).

“I don’t know why people always assume we broke up,” (Y/N) started to laugh alongside Sebastian as he placed a hand on her knee.

“Do you want to tell them or should I?” Sebastian asked with a wink. (Y/N) shrugged and Sebastian continued speaking. “(Y/N) and I are both pretty private people and pretty introverted so it makes sense that there aren’t many up-to-date photos of the two of us together out of costume.”

“But we never broke up,” (Y/N) continued. “In fact, the kiss between Emilia and Bucky was not planned whatsoever. Seb was filming with Chris and Anthony and I was supposed to be wrapped for the day. When I got back to my trailer, there was a small letter folded on my couch.”

“I wrote her the quote from Thomas Paine’s The American Crisis, which is where the Winter Soldier got his name, that read ‘These are the times that try men’s souls: The summer soldier and the sunshine patriot will, in this crisis, shrink from the service of his country; but he that stands it now, deserves the love and thanks of man and woman. Tyranny, like hell, is not easily conquered; yet we have this consolation with us, that the harder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph.’”

“And below that was this long, heartfelt message about the trials our relationship had been through and then, at the very bottom, Sebastian wrote that–”

“You were the most glorious triumph of my life,” he quoted as he stretched out his hand to hers.

“Under the letter was a ring and I took off toward set again and barged into the frame, still in costume, and just jumped into his arms and kissed him.”

“Apparently the cameras kept rolling and I guess they decided to use it somewhere in the film,” Sebastian chuckled as he clasped his wife’s hand in his. “But what you’re really watching isn’t Emilia and Bucky, rather (Y/N) and Sebastian.” After a long amount of cheering, ‘oohs’ and ‘aahs,’ the crowd settled down and the mediator managed to ask another question.

“So when’s the wedding?”

“Five months ago,” Sebastian chuckled as his wife mumbled into her microphone. His eyes were beaming with joy and pride as the usually timid woman in front of him started to laugh as the crowd of fans gasped in betrayal. She wouldn’t have traded a single moment of their private lives for a moment of glamor with the paparazzi. Sebastian was hers and (Y/N) was his and they didn’t see the need to include the rest of the world in their relationship until they wanted the rest of the world to know. In front of everyone, Sebastian leaned over and pressed his lips gently against (Y/N)s and whispered into her ear, “I’ll always be your winter soldier.”

@sensatejenn promoted via messenger: “hey! I know ur probably busy and bombarded with requests, but could u write a kalagang college au?”

Okay.  So apparently I had a lot of feelings about this Kalagang college AU???  Because this ended up being almost 10,000 words and taking me almost a week to write.  I hope it was worth the wait!   I also wrote a different Kalagang college au, but I wanted to try going in another direction with this one.

When Kala had been deciding where she wanted to go to university, she hadn’t initially wanted to leave the country.  She loves her family, and studying right there in Bombay was good enough for her. But her father encouraged her to broaden her horizons and at least apply to colleges abroad – after all, there were many great biochemistry programs overseas that could offer her a variety of career opportunities.  After sending off the applications, Kala hadn’t thought too much about it.  It would be months before she heard back, so she figured there was no point in speculating.

But then Rajan Rasal comes into her life.  He is handsome, only a few years older, and most importantly rich.  When he begins courting her, Kala’s family is thrilled. Rajan is smart and kind, and with her family’s happiness in mind she decides to give him a chance.  It’s nice enough – not passionate or overwhelming like in the films she loves, but she figures life can’t always be like the movies. And she does have fun with him. They have things in common, like their love for chemistry, and sometimes they just talk for a while.  Kala isn’t in love with Rajan, but she likes him enough that she doesn’t find herself wanting to break up with him.

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So this post was getting kinda long so I’ll reply to @hedgehog-goulash7 here.(you only have to read the first couple paragraphs for my response i kinda go off)


You won’t see me argue with a lot of what you said, but if you came out of the theater with that opinion I have only one thought. God, I wish that was me

I saw cap 3 when I was only a casual fan, almost a Cap stan, and I came out of that theater with my mom (shut up she’s my best friend) and we both got the  impression that “Tony fucked shit up. And in the end cap was the bigger man for apologizing.” 

Yup. That was really my impression.

It was a captain america movie and I knew that Cap was going to be the hero. The entire time I knew. And so I went and saw the movie and I heard the lines “plant yourself like a tree” “You move” “I could do this all day” and I completely bought in to Steve’s side. He was righteous. He was good. And if he didn’t support the accords they must be bad. Just like anyone on team cap, every time steve makes a decision i agree because “Captain’s orders.”

Rhodey’s line at the end where he “doesn’t regret supporting the accords because they were the right thing to do” for me, was a relief. It shows me that this character that was only trying to do the right thing, still has spirit. It shows me that even though he’s wrong, he still has conviction and he’ll make it through his injury. To me, at that time, it was a way to display that there wouldn’t be any serious consequences for Rhodey’s actions. That yes, he’s paralyzed but Tony can build him something to walk and more importantly his psyche is intact! Someone losing the ability to walk could severely impact their mental state but Rhodey’s okay! Plus he spoke in the past tense. “I supported the accords” meaning the accords don’t really matter anymore because they don’t exist! (I stand by this, I will eat my hat if the accords still exist/aren’t thrown out in the upcoming marvel movies)

Steve’s letter was much the same. Relief. Now I can’t listen to it without being enraged but when I first heard it all I heard was “No hard feelings. I’ll still come when the world needs saving.” and felt relief. Look at cap! Putting aside their differences over the accords to assure tony that he will be there in the future! What a mature adult! (literally kill me)

Rhodey speech didn’t leave an impression on me. Hell, more people can quote “Tony Stank” than they can a word of what Rhodey said. The last thing we see is steve looking fly as hell as he rescues the rest of the avengers. That is what I remember. Steve Rogers being a hero and rescuing his friends.

It took me thinking “hey, I really liked that movie. Lets see what other people think!” that introduced me to other opinions. And let me tell you, most of the mainstream opinions were all “Yes the accords were awful whatever thats just fact LOOK AT HOW SIMILAR IT IS TO BATMAN V SUPERMAN.” When I finally came across an opinion that was about the accords in universe that summarized was basically “Um, actually cap is a complete jackass” it gave me complete whiplash. It also kinda pissed me off because I was basically a casual cap stan. So I read what they had to say and it blew my mind. They obviously put a lot of thought into it but it didn’t really change what I thought. It was common sense to me that cap was right and tony was wrong, because that’s how it was presented to me in the movie. Steve finds bucky-tony locks up bucky. Tony creates the accords(yes i honestly thought that)-team cap becomes fugitives. Tony locks up the avengers-steve breaks them out. 

It was only because I was starting to really get into marvel that I was exposed to the idea that, um, maybe steve is just an irrational immature fella who didn’t care about the accords- and only wanted to save his friend. And then post after post of people defending tony. Like “No he didn’t make the accords” “yes he constantly admits his faults and takes responsibility” “Um, was he responsible for ultron?” and on and on and then oh my god. They had such good ideas it made me rewatch the entire MCU with a new perspective and for me to get INCREDIBLY frustrated. They just, they just shit on Tony so much. The more i watched the more i couldn’t ignore it. He fucking didn’t do half the shit they blame him for. They shit on him for having money. They shit on him for having been a weapons distributor, something that he OBVIOUSLY feels guilty about god. They shit on him for basically anything he does as an individual and the more I watched the more infuriating it became. He tries so goddamn hard and yet it always turns to shit and wow #relatable but also he needs rest.

So anyways, that is how I went from a cap fan to a tony fan and sorry for the rant but every casual fan I’ve met accepts that the accords are bad as fact, because that was how it was presented to them and forming a different opinion would require effort that the casual watcher will not do.

5

“We’re living in a time of real change,” says Depeche Mode singer Dave Gahan, a vision of intensity dressed head-to-toe in black. “As I get older, the things going on in the world affect me more. I think about my kids and what they’re growing up into. My daughter, Rosie, was deeply affected by the election last year. … She just sobbed, and I was like, ‘Wow.’”

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The album was “the pinnacle of us having fun,” says Martin Gore

It’s an overcast mid-January day, and the singer, 54, is picking at some tagliatelle in a corner hotel restaurant located in downtown Manhattan, where he’s lived for about a decade. Despite sharing his alarm about the state of the world, he’s in bright spirits and can look at himself objectively. “Martin [Gore] and I both live in America, so we’re both very affected by what goes on,” he says. “Martin said to me, 'I know to some people, this will come off as rich rock stars living in their big houses in Santa Barbara with not a care in the world, and it’s true that we’re very fortunate. But that doesn’t mean you stop caring about what’s going on in the world. It’s really affecting me.’ And I said, 'I understand. I feel the same.’”

That sense of worry informed Gahan and his Depeche Mode bandmates while writing their upcoming album, Spirit, which is due out March 17th, as many of the LP’s 12 songs deal directly with the general Weltschmerz circulating the planet lately. Although Depeche Mode became megastars to a legion of black-clad, disaffected malcontents with serious songs about universal compassion (“People Are People”) and more personal revelations (“Enjoy the Silence,” “I Feel You”), the new tracks seem like a different chapter for the group. “I wouldn’t call this a political album,” Gahan says, “because I don’t listen to music in a political way. But it’s definitely about humanity, and our place in that.”

He sings of bigots “turning back our history” on “Backwards,” cheekily calls for change in “Where’s the Revolution?” (“Who’s making your decisions,” he sings, “you or your religion?”) and looks inward on the brooding “Poison Heart.” Musically, these songs are dark-hued with complex textures that are both icy and warm sounding, harkening back to the group’s Violator era while still sounding musically like an extension of their last album, 2013’s Delta Machine.

The realization that Gahan and Gore were on the same page with regard to world events came early when they regrouped last year with bandmate Andy Fletcher to begin work on the album. When they looked at everything they’d brought to the table, they saw a through-line. “We called the album Spirit, because it’s like, 'Where’s the spirit gone?’ or 'Where’s the spirit in humanity?’” Gahan says. “We considered calling it Maelstrom – that was a bit too heavy metal.”

They brought in producer James Ford, whose work with Florence and the Machine, Arctic Monkeys and Simian Mobile Disco had impressed the group, and he helped get the musicians get back on the same page. Other than a few disagreements between Gahan and Gore that Ford settled (“We really had it out,” Gahan says with a laugh, “It got pretty emotional”), the recording process went relatively quickly and easily, with sessions in Gore’s Santa Barbara studio and in New York.

Now the group is releasing the record’s first single, the Gore-penned “Where’s the Revolution?” The slow-building number, which features fuzzy synths, serves as a call-to-arms, on which Gahan sings, “The train is coming/Get on board,” along with the title question. “Martin wrote it in a very sarcastic, English way,” Gahan says.

It’s a mood that continues in another Spirit song “Backwards.” It opens with Gahan singing, “We are the bigots/We have not allowed/We have no respect/We have lost control.” It goes on to lambaste some people’s “caveman mentality” and how others “feel nothing inside,” amid jabbing keyboards and pounding rhythms and complete with Gore’s backing vocals. “If we want things to change, a revolution, we need to talk about it and about caring about what goes on in the world,” Gahan says. “It doesn’t seem the way things are in London. We seem to be going in another direction, and I think Martin felt like he needed to express that.”

That theme also resounds in another song written by Gore, “So Much Love,” a more upbeat, electronics-driven number about realizing that everyone has love inside. “It’s like we have so much love here, we really do, but we’re afraid to use it and access it,” Gahan says. “It’s the old John Lennon thing, like, 'love and peace, man.’”

But while Gahan sees a connection to the Beatles, the tune sounds nothing like the Fab Four with its dense, noisy pastiche of keyboards, drum machine and an eerie guitar line. Gahan says that the song, musically, has more in common with Depeche Mode in their earliest days.

“Back in '79 or 1980, we would play these 25-minute sets where I would write the little dots on the drum machine and shift it up and down to make it go faster or slower,” Gahan recalls. “It was a wall of sound. We’d plug these three keyboards into the drum machine, and three microphones – Vince [Clarke], Martin and myself – so it was three-part harmonies and a very distorted drum machine. … ['So Much Love’] also reminds me of early electronic stuff, like Tuxedomoon and Cabaret Voltaire, who did kind of punky, distorted songs.”

It’s the exact opposite sound of the ballad “Poison Heart,” a particularly catchy and euphonious number Gahan concocted with the group’s drummer, Christian Eigner, and keyboardist, Peter Gordeno. “They sent me this guitar line, and it had a bit of a Muscle Shoals vibe,” Gahan says. “It was a very different feel and I got this melody in my head.” It opens with a slow, funeral march in the vein of Screamin’ Jay Hawkins’ “I Put a Spell on You” and builds to an almost Beatles-like bridge with only a smidgen of noisy guitar. Gore, whom Gahan says is “not a man of many words when it comes to others’ songs,” called “Poison Heart” the best song Gahan had ever written.

“You have poison in your heart,” he croons outright at the beginning of the song. And later, he sings, “You know it’s time to break up/You’ll always be alone,” but Gahan says it’s not intended to be a breakup song.

“I was watching the news on TV and I was writing through my own inability to really relate to another human being,” he says. “There must be something wrong with me, poison in my heart or whatever. So it was fun to play with that imagery, and it became more worldly – greed and lust and wanting what you want when you want it and nothing else matters. So I was breaking up with myself – trying to evolve, trying to break up with old ideas that I think are working for me but are not in actuality. Fortunately, that’s not my relationship with my wife.”

He laughs, picking at his pasta, and says that “Poison Heart” complements another song on the album, which wasn’t played for Rolling Stone, called “Worst Crime.” “The lyrics to 'Poison Heart’ are more of an internal dialogue, but 'Worst Crime’ is looking outward,” he says. “It’s bringing about the change. You’ve got to do something different or act differently. We can all talk about whatever is going on until we’re blue in the face but you have to take real action, and sometimes we don’t know what that looks like. Individually, I believe people are inherently good, but we’re really distorted by the information we get and we act out on that information out of fear.”

Another way he expressed that opinion on the album is in a song called “Cover Me,” which he describes as a story song. “It’s about a person who travels to another planet only to find that, much to his dismay, it’s exactly the same as earth,” Gahan says. “It’s a different planet but the same. He really can’t get away from himself. If he wants things to change, he’s going to have to implement it.”

If that premise sounds like pure Bowie, it’s only because the Starman loomed large as an influence on Gahan and Gore throughout their career. “When Bowie died, we both didn’t know what to do with it,” Gahan says. “There was a personal connection there. It was a huge loss.”

Gahan recalls sobbing last January when he heard that Bowie had died. He had gotten used to seeing Bowie in surprisingly normal social settings – Gahan and Bowie’s daughters are about the same age and attend the same school – and Gahan would sometimes chat with Bowie at school functions. “It was very different to the Bowie that I grew up adoring and living vicariously through,” he says. He’d become a fan as a young teen watching Top of the Pops and latched onto Bowie’s androgyny because his mother didn’t like it. When he turned 16, he scrounged together some money (“I’m sure I stole something and sold it,” he says) to see Bowie perform at London’s Earl’s Court in 1978, and he calls the double live album, Stage, which was recorded on that tour, “some kind of pacifier” for him, his go-to Bowie.

“I had seen the news but it wasn’t until my wife told me he had died that I just broke down in tears,” Gahan says. “My daughter came out and they were both hugging me. It really affected me. I felt a huge gap. One of the things I was most regrettable about was that I had never really gone up to him at any time I’d seen him in passing and said, 'You know, David, I bump into you every once in a while, but I’ve never told you how much your music has meant to me and continues to mean to me.’”

To right this, Depeche Mode paid tribute to Bowie at a special concert they recently recorded at New York City’s High Line public park. They filmed the performance – which they did without an audience and which included several songs from Spirit – with just a drum machine and Gore on guitar, and they capped it with a cover of Bowie’s “Heroes.” “I was so moved, I barely held it together, to be honest,” Gahan says. “Martin listened to 'Heroes’ once it was mixed and randomly told me, 'Wow, that was really fucking good.’ And I said, 'Yeah, it was, wasn’t it?’”

Although Depeche Mode have not yet decided how they will release this film, Gahan is eager for people to see the whole thing and especially “Heroes.” In the meantime, he’s getting back into the headspace of performing live, and spreading the band’s new message of world awareness to audiences. By his estimation, the band has already sold over a million tickets to a few dozen stadium European stadium shows later this year, and the group is still finalizing plans for a U.S. tour; rehearsals begin in mid-February.

But it’s the early interest in the upcoming European leg that Gahan is most excited about, since many venues were nearly sold out before the release of the new single. “We spent a lot of years just fighting to be heard and to be respected,” he says. “One or two reviews of our past albums over the years have been pretty harsh. And you go, 'Oh, those people really don’t get us, they don’t get it.’”

But over the last nearly four decades, Depeche Mode have amassed a dedicated fan base, something that resonated with Gahan recently when he was working on a side project with the cinematic production team Soulsavers. One of the members of that group, Rich Machin, told him that Depeche Mode records like Violator and Songs of Faith and Devotion were among his favorites when he was 13.

“They were like what Diamond Dogs and Ziggy Stardust were to me, those albums where you sit in your bedroom wondering why you don’t fit in with the rest of the world,” Gahan says. “That’s what I was doing with David Bowie at that age. I had found somebody in him that I could understand, where I felt I was part of his world, when I felt alienated. And I think that’s why Depeche Mode appeals to a lot of people. Somehow it’s comforting, like, 'You’re not alone.’ You’re not, of course. None of us are. But music is the thing that crosses all boundaries and brings odd people together.”

It’s a sentiment that also echoed last year when it was announced that Depeche Mode were nominated for the first time to enter the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame but ultimately didn’t make it. “We’re not just part of the fabric, and I’m proud of that,” he says. “We stick out as being something that’s a little bit odd. We knew we weren’t going to get up there with the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, but someone wrote something like, 'They’re a band wearing eyeliner, writing pervy songs about twisted, weird, depressing subjects.’

"I took that as a massive compliment,” he continues. “Because we are a little odd, and we’ve always appealed to the odd out there, the odd in the world. Our fans and the people like ourselves are a squad that maybe didn’t quite feel right hanging out with others. We’re a little awkward, a little nerdy, a little different. We found each other and it became a gang.” He laughs, looking proud. “And it’s a pretty big gang now.”

(via Depeche Mode’s Dave Gahan on Urgent New LP, Bowie Influence - Rolling Stone)

“Is Lars Turning Evil?!”

No. No, he is not.

I would say it’s bizarre the fandom went there in reaction to Lars’ laugh in the recent SU leak, but I honestly don’t know what I was expecting.

Lars is the last character I’d expect to turn evil at this point.  Let alone between appearances at the drop of a hat with absolutely zero build up.  If fans think he could after Wanted, then they clearly still don’t understand him. That door was sealed shut in Wanted (not that it was ever built to open to begin with).

The show spent four seasons insisting that he is really a good person with some great potential hiding beneath a rotten facade to the point where many fans have cited this to be the primary source of their frustration with his character in the early seasons. Outside of openly stating it through Sadie and Steven, the show kept him surrounded with symbolism and foreshadowing to this effect at all times. 

Lars’ entire personal arc in Wanted, and in Stevenbomb 6 to a lesser extent, even contained quite a few elements of the Hero’s Journey story archetype with Steven taking on the role of the mentor who either dies or is forced to leave the budding hero’s side.

It goes further though.  Three times in Wanted, Lars expressed the desire to be brave with specific mention of wanting to help others.  Three times, he lamented acting cowardly in the face of trouble, running and hiding when others needed him.  He didn’t even give a self-benefiting second motive for wanting to be heroic, something unusual coming from SU.  When it came time for him to fight, he showed that he meant every word, putting his life on the line with little to no hesitation to save a group of people he’d only just met and was scared of only five seconds ago, even going as far as dying for them.

Not even being rewarded for his trouble with death was enough to break his new resolve.  Not an hour after being miraculously brought back, he was ready and willing to go even further, to give up all hope of ever returning to Earth and condemn himself to what would have been a lonely fate worse than death the second it looked like the only option available to help them escape their miserable life of hiding. Once again, these are people Lars only just met and was afraid of only five seconds before fighting and dying for them.

And then, as the cherry on top, the ending called to attention just how tightly his sense of self-worth is wound up in his mentality toward heroism:

“You’re always trying to help me! You brought me back to life. Just let me be somebody who deserved it.

Many fans have interpreted this line to mean Lars considers himself unworthy of life or seeks to atone for his past acts of cowardice and pay Steven back. I think both interpretations are true, at least to some extent, but the wording used here reveals something else.  Lars considers being brave and helping someone else even if it means giving up something he wants, acting as a hero would, as being “somebody who deserved” to be brought back to life. 

Of course, to be selfish in regards to Steven’s safety after he’d just brought Lars back to life would’ve been particularly contemptible, but saying he wouldn’t deserve to be alive at all if he didn’t help him is unbelievably harsh and brutal.  

In light of Lars’ overall attitude in Wanted, his already considerably more confident attitude at the end of Wanted, and what we’ve seen of Captain Lars of the Stars, the implication of this goes even further: that without heroism, without turning away from his old cowardly neutral behavior, Lars views himself as undeserving of life.  That it’s only through being brave and helping others that Lars truly feels he has any value.

And people thought it plausible that Lars would go laughing mad with evil in his very next appearance?  That doesn’t make a lick of sense. The show’s narrative has more than firmly established Lars as a hero at heart. He can’t go evil at this point without it being forced and out of character.  If Lars views himself behaving like a selfish cowardly bystander – a neutral party – in such a harsh and unforgiving light, how do you think he’d take it if he started heading down the path of evil?

He won’t even be able to jump down that rabbit hole blindly. Remember, he idolizes Steven, who he has described as someone who “loves everything.” He would know what he’s doing and I doubt he’d take it well.

Even ignoring that the narrative has done everything it can to get the message that Lars is a good but flawed person who wants to be good across to the viewers, he is surrounded by friends to keep him grounded. If he does go evil, the Off Colors will try to stop him or at least resist and Steven and the Crystal Gems can literally find him wherever he goes as long as they have Lion.  He would be a ridiculously easy to track villain, and he would be no trouble to detain once he reaches Earth.  A villain!Lars arc would just be anti-climatic and serve no purpose other than throwing in some unnecessary additional angst for Steven and wasting a perfectly good character.

Besides, that would be too cynical for “there are no true villains” Steven Universe.

Once Upon a Time's Adelaide Kane talks millennial meanie Drizella

Once Upon a Time is undergoing a major overhaul heading into season 7, which means new characters, new locales, and even a new curse. To keep track of all the big changes, EW will bring you interviews with the cast — new and old — along with executive producers Adam Horowitz and Edward Kitsis over the next two weeks until the ABC fairy-tale drama’s return.

Lady Tremaine isn’t the only new baddie coming to Once Upon a Time.

True to her moniker, Lady Tremaine’s (Gabrielle Anwar) daughter Drizella (Adelaide Kane) really is a wicked stepsister.

We’ll first meet Drizella during the OUAT premiere in Hyperion Heights, where her cursed counterpart is Ivy Belfrey, a millennial who works for her nefarious mother, a powerful developer trying to gentrify the neighborhood and push the fairy-tale characters out of town. But Drizella (and Ivy) is not to be underestimated. As the OUAT bosses have teased, she has taken a lot of abuse from mommy dearest, but that might not last much longer. EW caught up with Kane to get the scoop on her new character:

ENTERTAINMENT WEEKLY: What was your first day like on set? Were you nervous at all to come on this established show going through a reboot?
ADELAIDE KANE: A little. Coming onto a new show is always a little nerve-racking, especially one so well established and with a mix of new people and people who had been with the show since day 1, so you’re always a little bit nervous, like, “What’s the dynamic going to be like, what is the director going to be like?” You don’t know a lot about your character, so you’ve got to build this character and hopefully do something cool and something fun. So it was a little nerve-racking, but everyone was so incredibly lovely and wonderful to work with. Lana [Parrilla] has been an absolute joy and incredibly kind, and all of the new cast members are just lovely and so happy to be there and it’s exciting. I know that the reboot is really exciting for everybody to try out some new things, shaking it up a bit. So it’s been brilliant.

Had you watched the show or did you go back after you were cast and catch up?
I have watched. It’s very difficult to not watch the show. I mean, it’s so massive, like so many viewers in 190 countries, it’s kind of hard to miss it, but I’d watched a couple of episodes before and I went and revisited it when I got the audition. It’s just such a cute concept. So many of us grew up on Disney, and I really like how they’ve been including the new Disney story lines, like the Frozen story lines and the Princess and the Frog one. That’s super cool.

Tell us about Drizella as a character.
Oh, God. Drizella, Drizzy. Evil stepsister, wicked stepsister. I don’t know if she’s evil, but she’s been a lot of fun to play. I’m in really, really cute clothes. My slogan for her is buttoned-up and bitchy. She seems like a very high-strung, slightly ditzy young woman and she’s just very petty. She’s kind of like that awful bully in high school except that she doesn’t know how to win people to her side so she’s just alone, snappy, snarky, sarcastic, and miserable all the time. It’s been a lot of fun. I get some really fun lines where I can just snap back at people. I’ve been having a great time. She’s very funny. She’s the worst in a hilarious way.

What kind of dynamic does she have with her mother?
Her mother thinks she’s useless. Her mother thinks she’s absolutely useless, runs roughshod over her, treats her like a slave, but at least she’s a slave in Christian Dior and Alexander Wang, so it’s somehow brainwashed Drizella into believing that she has to stay in this role, like a ground-down lackey. But in Drizella’s mind, at least that’s still better than being Cinderella. At least she has beautiful clothes, a beautiful place to hang out, a paycheck and a job that affords her a reasonable amount of power so she can boss other people around in the same way that her mother bosses her around. But her mother is just eternally disappointed by Drizella, and very, very controlling, almost like a stage mom a little bit, but Drizella just never manages — no matter how hard she tries — to meet her mother’s expectations.

How does that manifest for Ivy, the Hyperion Heights counterpart to Drizella?
Same thing, different reality. To make it worse, she works for her mother, so not only is she incompetent as a daughter, but she’s incompetent as an assistant, like as a professional woman. She’s under her mother’s boot heel all day, not just at work, but at home as well. She can’t really escape her, and her mother has become her own world, not through her choice, but through how incredibly controlling her mother is.

How do you think this curse is different from what we’ve seen on the show before?
There are higher stakes for this curse. I can’t go into detail, but it seems like the new baddies have taken some lessons from the curses that have come before them and they’ve built on that to make this the most dangerous curse this universe that ABC has created has seen yet. The stakes are incredibly high and there’s a lot of manipulation. There are many layers to this particular curse and the consequences of it breaking are not all sunshine and rainbows.

Let’s talk about Hyperion Heights. Is Roni’s basically the neighborhood bar where everyone goes and hangs out?
Yeah, it’s everybody’s local bar. It seems to be the only one that does any business in town, which makes sense because I feel like even this version of Regina, she’s still a really savvy businesswoman, she’s still a smart woman. None of that has changed, so it doesn’t surprise me that she has the most successful bar in town. [Laughs]

What kind of dynamic does Ivy have with characters like Roni, Rogers, and whoever Gold is now?
She comes into contact with a lot of these characters through her mother, like doing her mother’s dirty work, running errands, and generally being left to clean up her mother’s messes, deliver bad news, being the messenger girl du jour, but every damn day, she doesn’t get a break. So her rivalry with Jacinda is very interesting, because while she pities Jacinda and her whole situation, I think she’s also a little bit envious of her. It’s very difficult that Jacinda is struggling to make ends meet, but a lot of that hatred and a lot of that rivalry comes from Ivy seeing Jacinda as being free in a way, and she’s not. She’s not a blood relative, whereas Ivy can’t ever really truly escape her.

From everything you’ve said, Drizella doesn’t sound like the type of person I’d hang out with.
She’s very prickly. Deep deep down, she’s been emotionally abused for years by an uncaring, negligent, controlling, obsessive mother. There’s no softness to her. She’s mostly just a bastard little girl in a grown woman’s body just lashing out at everybody who comes close to her, because she has no faith or trust in anything anymore and her whole world has just become keeping her mother happy, so her life doesn’t get any harder than it is.

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DaiSuga Art students AU

aklujhgklvjavg I wrote a thing inspired by THIS GO LOOK AT IT IT’S ADORABLE by @priintaniere

Edit for Part Two and Part Three

also this will probably follow the ‘slow burn’ stuffs so expect sloooooowww 


DISCLAIMER: using a western college (read: US) experience because that’s what I’m familiar with :’] therefore the season is fall in this setting haha. Also I was not an art student in college so if there’s something horribly inaccurate please feel free to let me know rip me

Summary: (do I need a summary??) Daichi and Suga meet at university as art students and have a fateful first meeting


They were first years in university when they first crossed paths. Sawamura Daichi had walked into his figure study drawing class with the hope and intent of honing his sketching and painting skills. Unfortunately for him, the class was filled with students taking the class for a general requirement. More often than not, Daichi was paired with someone whose constructive criticism amounted to “that looks good, better than mine at least.” Two weeks into the semester and it was already his least favorite class, despite being a fine arts major. He sighed when the professor announced the day’s assignment and posted the partner list on the white board. Daichi walked over to table 3, hoping that his partner had at least shown up that day.


Even though he was studying animation, Sugawara Koushi’s favorite class was rapidly becoming his one drawing class. It was an excellent break from staring at screens all day, and he enjoyed dabbling in lots of different mediums. In his morning class, he had gotten a little too carried away with his ceramics class, making him rush towards the figure study class after grabbing a quick coffee. Brushing a few autumn leaves from his scarf, he ducked into the large studio, mumbling an apologetic greeting to the professor. He was only a few minutes late. 


Daichi scowled, staring at his watch. It was one thing to be late for a lecture, but how could you be late for a class that required participation? He sighed as he pulled out a sketchbook, looking around the room to see if anyone else was missing a partner. Perhaps he could just join a group. The sound of a bag dropping to the floor next to him made him jump a bit in his chair. “Hi, I’m Sugawara Koushi! Sorry I’m late. I don’t think we’ve worked together yet, right? What’s today’s assignment?” A thin, lanky boy plopped into the chair across him, brushing silvery hair from his face as he pulled out an identical sketchbook. 


“Uh, portrait drawing, ¾ profile. I’m Sawamura Daichi." 


"Thanks, Sawamura-kun. You can call me Suga, by the way, everyone does. Do you want to do this one at a time or take turns?" 


"How about turns, ten minutes each?” Finally, Daichi thought, someone who knows what they’re doing. “Sawamura is fine, though. Is it okay if I sketch first?”


“Sure, sure! Gives me a chance to catch a breather,” Suga said. He rotated his chair to the ¾ angle for the assignment and sipped his coffee. “Guess I shouldn’t have stopped for coffee. I didn’t realize how much time I spent in the pottery room.”


“Are you a ceramics major?” Daichi asked, beginning a rough pencil sketch.


“Nah, I’m doing animation. But I like trying new things and sketching has always been a hobby of mine.” He grinned, one corner of his mouth lifting just a bit more than the other. It wasn’t the first time someone had drawn him, but somehow Suga felt nervous, almost flustered, and he ran his mouth hoping to distract himself from the feeling. “What about you?”


“Fine Arts,” he replied. Daichi let Suga chatter, content to draw in silence. When they switched, Suga finally stopped talking, concentrating intently on his drawing. Daichi let his mind wander, planning dinner for the night, when his next shift at the bakery was, and when he had time to go to the gym. Absentmindedly, he snuck a glance at Suga, wondering how soft his hair was. 


He was actually quite pleasing to draw, thought Suga. Strong jawline, tousled ebony hair, and eyes that pierced through you, that could pull out your darkest secrets. Probably. Suga liked to attach stories to anything he drew, and that helped him build his animations and videos. He traced over a few lines on his neck, making them stronger, more pronounced. Glancing back up at Daichi, he grinned before turning back to his drawing. Just a tiny hint of stubble, he thought, right around the lips…


Suga shook his head, erasing a few lines. Not quite. 


They switched once more and Daichi couldn’t help but notice again how fluffy Suga’s hair looked. He nearly reached out and asked if he could touch, but came to his senses and poured over his sketch instead. Running a hand over his head, he was in the middle of correcting a few lines when the professor called them to attention, asking for their work from that day. Daichi sighed, writing his name and class at the bottom and Suga did the same. 


“Hey, that wasn’t so bad, right? Hopefully we can be partners again sometime. Here, I’ll turn in your paper for you.” Suga reached over to grab his drawing.


“Than-”


“Whoa this is good! Maybe you could try rounding out these strokes over here and softening your shadows for more emphasis but honestly this probably looks better than I do. Seriously, your lines are so defined, you made my eyebrows look sculpted and my hair doesn’t look like I jumped out of bed this morning! Wait, what’s this smudge on my cheek here?” Suga frowned, pointing at a small spot on the cheek of Daichi’s sketch. 


“Ah, I forgot to mention, you have some clay on your face, hold on, I’ll get it for you.” Without thinking, Daichi reached over the table to swipe his thumb at the dab of clay on Suga’s face. He wiped his hand on his jeans before realizing how very intimate that could have been. Blushing, he started to apologize, but Suga beat him to it.


“Ahaha, thanks! I had no clue that was there,” the words rushed out of his mouth. “I’ll just turn these in and maybe see you around? Bye, Sawamura!” Suga quickly grabbed his things, handing the sketches to the professor before bolting out the door, a hand covering the red creeping up his face. That was…unexpected, he thought. 


Daichi could’ve sworn he glimpsed Suga’s ears tinged with red, but he was too busy trying to cool his own face to think much of it.


working on more next part has them bumping into each other on campus and maybe!asahi!too!