but tbh maybe its just a 'anyone whos not my family' thing

the ‘no longer human’ (2010) that you probably haven’t seen (and nakahara chuuya’s significant role in dazai osamu’s life)

You read that right. ‘Ningen shikkaku’, or as we know it, ‘No Longer Human’ had a movie that came out on 2010, directed by Genjiro Arato and starring Toma Ikuta as Oba Yozo (and to a lesser extent, Dazai Osamu). 

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tbh my favorite taz au will forever be my ageswap one.

angus is this brilliant freelancer detective who 100% swings into crimescenes and Schools the local cops. hes still rlly innocent and a romantic at heart and his shelves are filled with every fantasy detective. he’ll help anyone and everyone, regardless of if they can pay him or not, because he’s just that Good. his house is full of knick knacks and food he accepted for jobs. yeah, maybe hes rlly poor and his apartment is shabby, but hes adored by everyone (except for the militia and criminals who both can’t stand how good he is at his job.). maybe his head is in the clouds a little bit, maybe hes a bit too old fashioned, maybe hes a little too honest, a little too trusting, but hes smart and quick and oh so good at his job. 

and one day he hears about this missing persons case that has the local militia rolling their eyes and scoffing. why? cuz this lil elf whos known for stirring up trouble has reported his twin sister as missing. hes been around for a month, maybe two, and his fingers are sticky and his taste is way too rich for some brat who doesnt even have a home. the kid is assuring everyone that his sister and and him just didn’t let themselves be seen together so it was easier to pull off their ‘pranks’. but he did have a sister and she is missing, and they need to find her. (at least thats what he says. but who’d believe a kid like him?) 

angus believes him. instantly, without a doubt, believes that this kid (tayko? tahko? taako? taako.) is missing his sister and she needs to be found. its not easy to earn his trust. but a cheap meal in a cute coffee shop later, and at least he knows taako’s story. no parents, no real family, kept getting shipped around to distant, barely related family until they got fed up and ran away. theyre on their own and they dont trust anyone but themselves. angus coaxes taako to stay at his house, in the tiny guest room, at least for a couple nights while he looks into the case. 

and than agnus starts looking into taako. the lil guys only been in that town for a lil bit, but hes made quite a name for himself. hes good at stealing, and distractions, and conning, and his pranks and heists are so elaborate that it doesn’t really seem like just one kid could pull it off. he double checks times that the kid(s?) were seen and yeah, there’s no way one person got from point a to point b in the tiny sliver of time between sightings. angus tries it several times to make sure. everyone says there is one kid, an elf, named taaco, who keeps popping up everywhere, but angus grows more and more certain that theres two. 

when he gets back to his apartment, the whole place smells delicious. scents he hasn’t smelled outside of a restaurant permeate his entire house. he finds his way to the kitchen, where this ten year old elf is cooking up a damn storm. hes good at it, and hes using tiny bits of magic to reach ingredients he can’t reach even on his tip toes, transmuting lil bits of sugar and flour and salt into each other, stirring the soup with flicks of his fingers. hes so sure in the kitchen, but he keeps turning like hes going to say something and getting the most stricken look on his face. it takes almost ten minutes for him to see angus and he drops the spoon right in the soup. 

well theres a little bit of drama because taako is slightly terrified that angus is going to be pissed he used up some of the spare food he was using. but its not even half an hour before theyre sitting down to his fantastic meal. (okay, maybe things are a little bit burnt in places, and the flavor is kinda off with this or that. but its really good for a kid whos ten years old and cooking on his own for the first time.)

angus reads taako calab cleaveland books until the both of them fall asleep. and in the morning, he gets back on the case. he tries so hard, but theres just, theres just nothing he can do. everything leads to a dead end. lup doesnt seem to anymore. 

but he takes care of taako as best he can. and the two get on really good. taako’s a lil shit, but hes mostly harmless. and hes a really good cook. 

so all the sudden the best detective in the world has this elf kid he takes care of and this case he’s constantly on. and taako’s really very smart, even tho he acts like an idiot sometimes. he picks up on clues that might go over (or under) angus’s head. and nothin can separate them. 

other characters include:

-twins Edward and Lydia, and their lil sickly brother, Keezt who they’d do anything for. keezt wants to be an actor. he has the most ridiculous cockney accent he forces everyone to listen to all the time.

-teenager ‘will fight you if ur mean to animals and also just fight u’ magnus

-’single dad whos in his twenties and has two kids’ merle. 

-lil lucas and his best friends the hugbears. (danial is very grumpy. also hes name is klarg. why is he always at angus’s house. why is he so good at making tea.)

-june and her adopted daughter ren, who run a lil cafe or smth

-others

anyway thats my au and i love it to death 

ALRIGHT Y’ALL BUCKLE UP BECAUSE, THANKS TO THIS POST ABOUT LANCE, I JUST FOUND THE GREATEST PARALLEL OF ALL TIME

The post ends with the line “it takes a lot of courage to stand up to your friend and your hero like that.”

AND YA’LL

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Keith and Lance are Harry and Neville

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positiveicarus  asked:

HELLO HELLO CAN YOU PLEASE TALK MORE ABOUT YOUR OCS SPECIFICALLY THE HUMAN CLOCK AND THE GUY WHO FIXES HIM PL E A S E I AM DYING FOR MORE CONTENT ABOUT THEM

Haha oh my! Of course I can talk more about them. Tbh I’m trying to keep myself in check cuz I know not everyone is here for this. But I guess I can talk a little bit about the story/universe? More under the cut!

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Voltron Fandom Rant( long)

The Voltron Fandom. A fandom that in just a little more than a year, has become a heaping cesspool of hate, one of the shittiest and most vile fandoms, leaving other past problematic fandoms like Homestuck, Steven Universe, and Undertale in the dust (at this rate). Full of people yelling and screaming the words “pedophiles!”, telling others to harm or kill themselves, just constant back and forth bickering. And all over one thing, something that isnt even an important factor of the show, barely 5%. Shipping.

Every fandom has their ship wars, but nothing like this. In all the years I’ve been in fandoms, I’ve never seen anything as terrible as this. When you meet other Voltron fans outside the internet, you honestly dont know if they are gonna like you or judge you completely, cause you might ship something they hate. So far, being in the cosplay fandom, I’ve met mostly really chill and nice fans, luckily not running into one anti.

Just the other day, we got confirmed ages of the characters, something I thought from the creators we weren’t going to ever get. And tbh, I wish we didnt.

As much as I’m happy for the Keith x Shiro fans with Keith being confirmed 18 (tho some antis are finding ways around that to still claim its illegal or some shit), what about the others? Especially the Shidge fans. The Shidge fans now, from what I’ve been confronted with, are distraught, terrified, nervous, and we barely are getting consolation or support from the Sheith (Shance and Shunk too) fans that we supported against the antis. And I think thats a shame. Our ship is as valid, as according to the creators, even if Pidge is 15. As I’ve claimed several times before, look at ErenxLevi, and how much that ship is popular with twice an age gap. And even if the age gap makes you uncomfortable, you can always ship it in timeskip, AU, or aging up terms. Thats completely fine and okay, because they are fictional and not real.

I don’t care for Sheith, but I will stick up for any Sheith fan against the antis anyday. Because thats what we do, we stick up for each other even if we don’t like the ship..

I wish they never released the ages. Imo the only good thing that came out of those leaked pages was Pidge being Italian.

Anyway, moving away from that, you antis. I…don’t know even where to start with you bastards, You ARE the ones who have made this fandom such a vile and disgusting place, you ARE the ones who make people scared and bully those who don’t agree with you, you ARE the GALRA. You THINK you are protecting minors, throwing “FICTION AFFECTS REALITY” in every argument, think you trying to make everything your “SAFE SPACE”, but you are just bullies. That’s literally all you all are, bullies. Not just other fans, but you harass the cast and crew too. And if they don’t agree with you or had enough of your bullshit (@bext-k, you are amazing, I’m so sorry about the shit you get), they are your enemy too. The actually people that bring the thing to life that you CARE ABOUT SO MUCH OVER ANYTHING ELSE.

Voltron is a cartoon. That’s literally all it is. A FUCKING CARTOON. A cartoon by Dreamworks, based on the 80s dubbed Japanese anime, that was dubbed from 80s Golion. The fact you guys are wasting so much stress and energy, on this cartoon..it baffles me. It really and truly, does. There is just, so much more in life right now we should be wasting our energy on. There are countries out there, that which if they could right now, would bomb and destroy us all in war. Then…would all this stressing out over discourse still be on your mind? Or would you rather be focusing on saving your own life and your family?

Fandoms are supposed to be enjoyable, supposed to be a haven where you can happily share and talk to others that share the same love of something you do…but not like this. This isn’t fun. You shouldn’t be scared or be sad in a fandom over other fans treating you horribly and making you feel bad over something in the fandom that brings you joy. Shaladin shippers, ARENT PEDOPHILES. Sheith, Shidge, Shance, ALL OF THEM. ALL SHIPS ARE VALID, AS CLAIMED BY DIRECTORS LAUREN MONTGOMERY AND JAOQUIM DOS SANTOS.

Let this discourse end. Its going nowhere. But what am I, just one person in this crazy fandom. Maybe things will calm down as the show progresses, maybe another thing will come along that the antis will jump onto. But I just had to get this off my chest.

I won’t be leaving the fandom, since theres so many amazing people outnumbering the shitty ones, but just know, dont be scared. Dont feel you are a bad person for what you ship. You aren’t. And if you need anyone to talk to, come to me. This blog is a Shaladin safe place.

Sorry for the long post, but if you read this to the end, thank you for your time. And any antis that want to comment on this…go ahead. Just know your hate will get you no where.

anonymous asked:

what are your thoughts about bakugou and midoriya's relationship? platonic, i mean

I live and die for it, every part of the manga in which that relationship is shown progressing is between my favorite parts of the manga and I’ve reread them a hundred times and cried over them way more than necessary - the battle trial one? yes, the end of terms exam? absolutely yes holy shit, the post-license exam fight? god yes fuck me that’s my absolute fav, the rescue arc? shit yes between all the reasons why that arc’s my fave the change in the deku/baku relationship is definitely a worthy of note one

It’s an interesting relationship, a painful one that’s making both of them grow so so so much, a rivalry they both need to better each other and keep each other straight on the path to become two great, all-around heroes - I’m not sure they’ll ever end up having the type of relationship Izuku has with Todoroki or Bakugou with Kirishima, I don’t think it’s possible for them to be friends like that, they’re just too different to properly fit like that and to avoid stepping on each other’s toes every single day of their lives they’d have to change their core personalities too much, but they did end up being able to coexist (Bakugou’s even giving Deku tips!!!) and I do think they’ll be able to cooperate and support each other in the end. If one day they’ll be able to make fun of each other in a friendly manner and egg each other on and be honest with each other without it escalating into a full blown fight I’d truly be happy, that’s probably my main dream for this whole manga. For them to have a healthy rivalry, one in which they can maybe even laugh together. I think it might happen, I’m waiting for it to happen

Anon said: Hi Fran! I’m obsessed with your BakuShimaNari work. Here’s a cute thought to hopefully cheer you up a bit while you’re unable to draw: they’re all in their early 20s and Denki likes to poke/smooth out the little crease between Bakugo’s eyebrows and tease him about getting wrinkles early from all the scowling he does. Bakugo flicks him in the nose and says he’s starting to get crows feet from always grinning like an idiot.

Oh my god. Oh my g o d this is the sweetest thing I’ve ever read. Oh my g OD I’m just imagining them doing that and Kiri in the background watching them like they’re most precious thing in the world I’m dying rip me this just made my whole life thank you so much anon *sob*

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Andreil Fanfiction Recommendation Masterpost - aka fanfics I’ve enjoyed big time (an on-going list)

 and eveMost probably no one really cares, but I’ve thought it would be nice if I’ve made a post of the fics I’ve read so far (I’m not really a big fanfic reader myself to be honest and I’ve only started to read andreil fics recently so the list isn’t long), because I most probably loved them to bits or had parts I’ve thought were marvellous and I want others to read them as well.
Again, my recommendation might not mean much, but hey, I’m still doing it.
Obviously, I’m going to edit the list whenever I finish something and enjoyed it a lot. Also, I would be more than happy to receive recommendations. :)
(Also, if you read something, pleeeasssseeee, give them kudos AND comments, because they deserve it so much!)


List of Andreil fics you definitely must read:


Lessons in Cartography by crazy_like_a 
It starts after The King’s Men and deals with Andrew and Neil’s relationship and personal development thorough. I think it’s wonderful and honestly, sometimes I kind of forget I’m not reading the canon book but a fanfiction.
(It also has lots of nsfw scenes and honestly, I love the way the author makes Neil and Andrew take slow steps in this area and experimenting what can and cannot be done. It’s wonderful.)


The Cartographer and the World by crazy_like_a 
It’s the sequel for Lessons in Cartography and it is just the same amazing. (It’s still on-going.)


The Unkindness of Ravens by crazy_like_a 
“After Kevin publicly announces his intention to play for the Foxes, Riko sends Nathaniel Wesninski to convince him to return to the Nest. Unfortunately for Riko, Nathaniel has other plans.”
It is heavy and triggering but truly brilliant in my opinion.


Creatures We Find in the Forest by crazy_like_a
Everything is more or less the same, BUT, imagine Andrew being a vampire (and so is Riko while we are at it).
Let’s just say I LOVE this author’s works, okay.
Also, if I’ve said TUOR is triggering, now here, Evermore part truly is. I cried.


Monster by NightMuse
“A look inside Andrew’s head throughout The King’s Men.”
I loved to read this fic (it’s still on-going, hopefully it’s going return from war soon), I personally love reading fics from Andrew’s point of view, I doubt I’m alone with being curious what is going on in Andrew’s head. But this one is truly amazing, I think?


Better Than a Grave or a Hearse by iaquilam
Andrew POV and again, Raven Neil but his attitude problems remain the same, waking Andrew’s curiosity.
Apparently, what I’ve enjoyed the most about this fic is that certain scene when Neil disappears. I’ve always wanted to read that scene from Andrew’s POV because I just need to know what he thinks and how he feels (he does feel, idc what anyone says). What I think, the scene in this fic could be even canon, I feel it’s pretty close to how it happened or how he felt and I just love it.


light fires at night (to push back the void) by inthesea 
OH MY GOD and Andrew POV. Is that enough of a description?
This story is beautiful. And it’s not only fluff and softness, it does not cast aside the dark parts, trying to erase them. And it’s all good. Because they learn to live with it, together, as they get closer and closer.
And, I’ve cried so much at the ending you have no idea. (also do not be confused by ‘3 chapters’, it’s super long.)


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The Road to Nowhere by emmerrr 
Post-Apocalypse fic where an epidemic strikes and everyone needs to survive. The Foxes are such a group and they take in Neil.
I love this story. It is not only clever,I like the way it’s written and how everything is ‘designed’ but also, the andreil moments are wonderful!
Also, there is Twinyard bonding which is a plus point! (Also, there is Jerejean for interested parties.)


fear in a handful of dust by flybbfly
It’s Harry Potter AU with quidditch instead of exy and yeah, if you thought Andrew’s past cannot be made any more painful then you were wrong.


How to Survive the Ravens’ Nest by A_Minyard
It’s basically ‘what if Andrew had been recruited as a Raven and Neil was caught and taken to Evermore as well’.
It’s interesting in my opinion, also, well, you know… it’s Riko and Evermore, so yeah, lots of trigger warning.


Like Lightning And Gasoline by Stormsong
In which Andrew is a witch and turns out Neil is his familiar. And now that they bonded they can’t really be apart. And if this is not enough reason for you to read (it’s nicely written!), then imagine Neil being able to turn into a cat! (And sleep on Andrew’s lap for instance.)



A Raven’s Chance by abernathy
LOTS OF TRIGGER WARNING. In which Neil is a Raven and has the “honor” to be Riko’s boyfriend. Obviously no one approves and Andrew has a word or two as well.
Riko is a sick fuck as usual (maybe with a more ‘humane’ feel?) and we are happy for Andrew’s existence.
Obviously this is not a RIko/Neil fic, it’s Andreil to its core. BUT if you get triggered by the rikoneil thing then better to avoid. (I personally love how Andrew is trying to get Neil away from Riko and out of Evermore, they have really nice moments.)


My way home… by ionlyloveyouironically
“Two years after they run, Mary Hatford decides it’s not working.At age 11, Andrew Doe moves into a massive house with his new foster mother, Stella Josten. They make a picture-perfect family: mother, son, and strange boy who lives inside the walls.”
It’s really interesting!


tumbling ain’t the same as falling by badacts
Vixen!Neil is all I’m going to say, have fun. :D


The King’s Men (Andrew’s Point of View) by naj10ajm03
Well, as the title suggests, it’s the book from Andrew’s POV that I love a lot tbh.

The Painful Wait. PART 1 (DarylxReader)

Hi guys! I got really bored and came up with this idea of a short Daryl story.


Y/N and Daryl have been close ever since the group took her in when they found her on a supply run. Daryl is extremely overprotective and when the group is attacked by a herd of walkers one night, Daryl gets on her last nerve when he locks her in a cell and refuses to let her help. They get into a huge fight and both of them say some hurtful things. Daryl goes out on a supply run by himself to clear his head, but takes longer than he said he’d be. Days go by and Y/N is a wreck. She can’t stop thinking about their fight and what could’ve been her possible last words to the man she trusts the most. 


(Set in the hiatus between seasons three and four )


Btw guys, requests are open if any of y'all want to dm me for fanfics/one shots/drabble✌🏼


Warnings- strong language, mentions of parental abuse, walker attacks and killings, kind of dirty thoughts and almost smut? mostly fluff & angst tbh

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I woke up. Again. Another night. Another nightmare. Sweat glazes over my brow and my chest is still heaving from the familiar feeling of being drowned. When it all happened… when everyone started to turn, my father didn’t see a way out. He thought it would be better for my sisters and I to die by his hand rather than those of the ‘ungodly undead’. He took me, my little sister Elise and my youngest sister Allie out to the river in our back yard, sat us down and had lunch with us. It was nice. But before I knew it, he had Elise and Allie’s heads under the water. They thrashed and struggled but only for a little while, before their movement halted completely. I was too shocked to move. He looked at me with a glare of madness and despair behind his eyes and lunged towards me. I almost got away the first time around, but he caught my ankle and dragged me backwards. While I was being dragged into the water, I grabbed the bread knife that Dad had brought outside with the rest of the picnic, and as he began to attempt to end my life, I waved the knife around above me in a blind panic until he released my neck and I heard a muffled yelp. I resurfaced and saw my father, helpless and bleeding. The knife had gone straight through his eye socket. 
So, what else could I do but run? I took the bread knife with me for defence against whatever was waiting for me on the outside. 
I lasted a pretty long time by myself. Maybe a year? I don’t know, I lost track of time. But that’s when starvation began to kick in. All the food in the stores had either expired or been stolen. I was the food.
And I sure as hell would’ve been if they hadn’t found me. 
Carl was the first to spot me. It was funny because he was the one who told the others to forget it. Rick and Michonne debated whether they should bring me back to wherever they were going. But amongst all of the debating and arguments, it was Daryl who finally gave in, and quite wisely uttered the words, “fuck it”, taking me in and essentially saving my life.
Ever since, I’ve been part of the family. Carol is like my mom. It’s refreshing, because I don’t remember my real mom all that well. Hershel helped clean me up after they brought me back and has recently been teaching me a load of medical stuff so I can help him out. He struggles, only having a leg and a half. Maggie and Beth support me when I break down. They understand because they’ve lost basically all of their family too. Rick taught me how to shoot and asked me the three all important questions. And Daryl? Daryl and I have been inseparable since.
Anyway, back to now.
Tears stream down my face and I try to get my heart rate back to its regular steady beat. Suddenly, I feel a presence at the door of my cell. It’s Beth, and a wave of comfort washes over me because I know she understands. She gets the nightmares too, you see. About her mom and the rest of her family.

“Hey… Hey, you’re alright…” She coos as she takes a seat on my bunk.

“I’m sorry, did I wake you up?” I ask, wiping away my tears.

“I was already awake and then I heard you, thought I could be of some help. Even though…” she trails off.

“What?” My eyebrows knit together in confusion.

“I know who you really want here.” Beth smirks.

I roll my eyes and giggle a little, as I know exactly what she means. Beth has this fantastical theory that Daryl and I have feelings for each other. I mean, she’s not completely wrong. I’ve developed some feelings for Daryl, being around him 24/7. I haven’t told anyone, not even Beth.

“Shut up, you’re delusional.” I giggle.

“I can go get him if you like? In all seriousness. I know how close you two are and he might do a better job than me.” She offers.

I dwell on the idea for a moment, but I’m soon to deny Beth’s offer when I consider that Daryl had a long day and needs his sleep too. He and Rick barely made it back today.

“No… no, I’ll be okay, it’s unfair on him if he gets woken up because of me. I can’t constantly expect him to wait on me hand and foot every time I have a bad dream. Ain’t right. I’ll just go back to sleep, I’m pretty spent. Thanks anyway, I appreciate it.“ I smile politely.

She returns the smile and begins to walk away, but halts at the door and turns around.

“He likes you, you know. I see the way he looks at you. Haven’t seen anyone look at anybody like that since my Mama was alive. You should seriously talk to him.”

“Beth-”

“Please don’t deny it anymore, Y/N. I can see straight through the both of you.” She smirks and walks away. I fall back, my head hitting the cold pillow and I let out a long, exasperated sigh.

“Fuck.”

The next morning, I take a stroll around, grabbing some water and saying my hello’s to Carol, Maggie, Hershel and Glenn, who are all sitting around a table, taking a break.

“Mornin’ guys.” I yawn.

“You mean afternoon,” Hershel chuckles.

“Honey, mornin’ came and went.” Carol laughs sweetly.

“No sleep?” Glenn asks.

“Not a whole lot, Glenny boy.” I reply, rubbing my eyes.

Maggie laughs at my nickname for her lover and rests her head on his shoulder. Rick walks in, sweating and panting, laughing at god knows what. Probably something Michonne said. If Beth is expecting romance, she should expect it from those two, not Daryl and myself.

“Ah look, the dead has decided to rise.” Rick jokes.

“Nothing new there, then.” I retort.

“Well since you’re finally awake, you can go help Daryl keep watch.” The sound of Daryl’s name lifts my spirits up and a smile graces over my face.

“Gun?” I request.

“Tower.” Rick replies. I nod and follow his order, making my way over to the tower.

I reach the top after climbing countless stairs and see Daryl watching over the prison with his crossbow, pacing and waiting for someone- or something- to even try to make an attempt on us.

“Hey Hawkeye, you miss me?” I say, causing him to jump at first, but his tensed-up posture eases at the sound of my voice.

“You’re awake, thought I’d never see the day.” Daryl smirks.

“Shut your face, Dixon,” I laugh. “Barely got any sleep last night.”

“What? Why?”

“Oh, it’s nothing. Just another nightmare.” I tell him, knowing exactly what’s coming.

“Why didn’t you come and get me? Or at least come into my cell?” There it is.

“Daryl, you had a rough day yesterday and I wasn’t going to be selfish and wake you up.” I sigh.

“I don’t care, you know I give more shits about you than I do about me and-”

“Daryl!” I cut him off. “I’ll wake you up in future, but you barely made it back alive yesterday. You needed as much rest as possible. Plus, Beth was there, she spoke to me a little and then I went back to sleep, it’s no big deal.”

“I just worry about you, y'know?” Daryl sighs, looking at the ground and awkwardly shuffling his feet.

“And I’m so glad that I have you around.” I step towards him and lift his chin so his eyes meet mine. “But I’m a big girl and I can handle myself. Lord knows I did for a year. You just need to relax a little bit when it comes to me, alright?”

“Yeah, alright. I’m sorry.” He smiles lightly.

We stay stood in that very spot for what seems like endless moments.

Make a move, damnit! Make a move!

“Goddamn it, just bang already!” Beth’s voice yells up to us, breaking our concentration.

I clear my throat and step back, pussying out once again.

“So… Seen anything interesting?” I ask, hoping to God that he doesn’t dwell on Beth’s comments.

“Aside from you? Not a whole lot,” he laughs.

What the fuck, was that flirting? Did he just… don’t overthink it, idiot. It was probably nothing.

“You flatter me, Daryl Dixon, you really do.” I smile gently as a lean against the balcony next to my shotgun.

Daryl continues to look over the yards, watching the fences with his crossbow at the ready. Seeing him like this, so protective and strong… let’s just say I don’t have the cleanest of thoughts. His arms tense every single time he sees movement, making me bite my lip just to control myself from audibly groaning. I can only imagine it would feel to kiss him. How we’d start off slow, then really get into it. How I’d jump up and wrap my legs around his waist and he’d push me up against the wall and move his lips to my neck… sucking, biting as I entangle my fingers in his hair and tug on it because I’m so ridiculously turned on and he’d moan into the kiss… Oh my God, what am I doing? I hate to say it, but Beth’s right. I need to talk to him, because this ain’t healthy in the slightest.

“Hey Daryl?” I say.

“Yeah Darlin’?” He responds.

“Y'ever think about stuff?” I ask.

“I think about a lot of stuff, sugar. Gonna have to elaborate.” He replies, his eyes still locked on the ground.

“Just… I don’t know. Ignore me.” I chuckle.

Suddenly intrigued, Daryl turns his head towards me, a smirk ghosting across his lips.

“Come on now, you know I can’t ignore you if I tried.”

“Stuff like finding peace and whatever. Imagine what it’d be like to be finally happy with where you’re at. Like Glenn and Maggie. They’re happy.” I sigh, looking at the floor and twiddling my thumbs.

“You mean settlin’ down?” I look up and Daryl’s directly in front of me.

“Yeah. Somethin’ like that.” I grin.

Daryl and I patrol the tower for a few more hours, laughing, joking and talking about everything and nothing at the same time until Carl and Beth come to takeover.

Later on, in the evening, I take a book from the library and take it back to my cell, light some candles that Glenn bought back on a run, climb up to the top bunk and relax. I attempt to get comfortable, but the knots in my shoulders prevent me from such a luxury. I rub them slightly and hiss at the aching, just as Daryl walks past my door.

“You good?” He asks, clearly concerned.

“Yeah, it’s just my back, it’s killing me.” I groan.

Daryl wanders into my cell and jumps up onto the top bunk next to me.

“Turn around,” he instructs.

I do as he says and face away from him, taking a deep breath in, trying to stop myself from feeling so damn tense. All of the stress flies away when his calloused hands firmly rub my back and shoulders. I hum in satisfaction and euphoria, my muscles easing under his blissful touch.

“Fuck, that feels good,” I breathe out.

“The least I can do, sugar.” He chuckles.

Amidst the calming aroma of the candles and my mind finally calming itself down, I feel my hair being moved from over my left shoulder to down my back, followed by long, lingering kisses on the side of my neck.

“Daryl…” I moan in a whisper.

“I’ve wanted this for so long,” Daryl mumbles. “You’re all I think about, darlin’… you’re all I want.” He seductively whispers.

“Oh, fuck it.” I groan, turning around and slamming my lips into his, grabbing at his vest and tearing it off of his torso like a kid opening a gift on Christmas morning.

“God, I need you,” Daryl moans while his hands roam around my body. “We need to be quiet. That is, if you really want this?” He asks, breaking the feverish kiss momentarily to double check that I’m ready and sure.

I brush his hair out of his eyes, and kiss his forehead. “I literally don’t want anything else.”

Daryl’s lips find their way back to mine, and his hands rest at the small of my back, pulling me even closer to him as I straddle his lap.

However, the moment the tips of my fingers reach his belt buckle and he gets my shirt half way up my body, when we hear distressed yelling from downstairs.

“You hear that?” I ask worriedly.

“Walkers! Everyone! Walkers! There’s too many! They broke through!” Carl’s voice echoes through the halls, troubling everyone. The sound of rushing and panic already rings through the prison.
Daryl and I spring into action, leaping off of the top bunk and re-clothing. I blow out the candles and grab my gun, but to my dismay, I hear the dreaded sound of a lock and key. I spin around to see that Daryl has locked me in my cell, leaving me completely helpless.

“Daryl? Daryl, what the fuck! Let me out!” I shout after running up to the cell door and grabbing onto the bars.

“I ain’t risking you getting hurt, Y/N. You’re staying here, end of discussion.” He orders.

“Bullshit! Let me out right now, you son of a bitch!” I yell, shaking the door.

“You need to be quiet!” He snarls through gritted teeth.

“Daryl don’t do this… either you let me out or you stay in here with me. It’s both of us out there or neither. I can’t lose you.” I begin to sob.

“I have to go…” he murmurs, puts my cell’s key in his pocket and runs off to fight.

“Daryl! Daryl, stop! Fuck!” I scream, falling to my knees.

And that’s it. I’m alone. All alone. Not for long though, as I hear the horrifically familiar sound of the throaty moans of Walkers. I immediately rush to my gun and start shooting at the floor below, hitting every Walker that manages to make its way past the threshold. However, even though I manage to kill multiples of them, I run out of rounds and the shots have attracted many more towards me. With nothing sharp or long enough to do enough damage to the brain in my cell, I have no choice but to sit away from the barred door and press my back to the wall as the bloodthirsty undead reach hungrily for my uninfected flesh. I can’t even try to be brave, as if I get close to them, one of them could scratch me and that would be it for little old me.
Moments later, the growling and grunting comes to a sudden halt. I look up from my huddled form to find Rick kicking bodies away from my cell.

“The hell are you doin’ in here!?” Rick yells. Rage sets in as I remember the very reason I’ve been stuck in this god forsaken room while my family risked their lives.

“Ask fucking Daryl, he’s the one who locked me in!” I bellow.

“Goddamn it… where’s the key?”

“Daryl put it in his pocket.” I grumble, sitting on the bottom bunk, attempting to calm myself down so I don’t beat Daryl’s ass when I see him. After a few moments, I hear a key enter the lock of my cell door and anger takes over again until I realise that its in fact Maggie and not Daryl.

“Maggie, are you alright? Is everyone okay?” My rage is blindsided my frantic worry and panic.

“We all made it, we’re okay. Sasha got a little winded, but she’s good,” Maggie finally gets the door open. “Now, before you do anything rash-”

I cut her off mid-sentence by pushing past her and rushing to Daryl to have some damn words.

I spot him walking back up to the building with Glenn, and once more, my temper sets off, causing me to run at him with everything I have. I almost get to him before Rick and Michonne hold me back, preventing me from doing any damage.

“You fucker! How fucking could you!? You asshole, you made me sit and wait while everyone else could’ve been dying!” I shriek.

“I was protecting you!” He yells back in defence.

“Protecting me!? I don’t give a damn about me!”

“But I do!” Daryl cries out, my anger subsiding for a moment.

“Let me go.” I whisper to Michonne and Rick.

“You sure?” Rick asks.

“Do we need to stay close so you don’t go bat shit again?” Michonne offers. Normally I’d laugh, but she’s right.

“No. I won’t hurt him, we just need to talk.” I sigh.

The others begin to walk away, and I swear I hear Glenn make a remark wishing Daryl luck.

“What… what the fuck was that?” My voice is shaky because I’m trying so hard to keep back my frustration.

“I wasn’t about to let you get hurt, damn it!” Daryl exclaims.

“Not fucking cool, Dixon. I had every right to be out here with the rest of you, but you forced me to wait. I’m so sick of you being so damn overprotective. It’s suffocating.”

“Maybe if you weren’t so fucking reckless, I wouldn’t need to be!” He argues.

“Reckless? Are you fucking kidding me? Honestly, Daryl? I care about you, but sometimes I want to fucking shoot you.” I growl.

“Yeah? Do it. Go for it, tough guy.”

“Screw you, Dixon.” I hold back tears, both angry and heartbroken.

“You’re a damn child, y'know that? Juvenile, even.”

“Go to hell, asshole.” I scoff and storm back to the prison.

When I reach the doors, Beth is the first to rush over to me. I’d say Beth is my best friend. I love all of these guys with everything I have, but Beth is truly like my little sister.

“What happened?” Beth queries, obviously worried.

“I don’t… I can’t… please don’t make me talk about it,” I sob.

“Come on, let’s go to my room, you can stay in there tonight.” Beth kindly offers, followed by my appreciative acceptance.

The following morning, I get up early and help Hershel clean up some left over group members with some head wounds and some infected cuts, only after he asks if I’m okay. I just simply nod and tell him I’m over it, which is clearly a lie, but I can see that he doesn’t want to intrude.
When we’re finished up, I ask Rick if I can help out in anyway, but he just tells me to relax because ‘he’s never seen me so unhinged’. Mr Grimes ain’t one for sugar coating.
I return to my cell and pick up the book I fetched from the library last night and continue from where I stopped. And to think I stopped because of something that could’ve completely changed the course of today. My mind wanders back to last night, reminiscing about how his hands felt like electricity on my skin, how his lips were perfectly moulded to fit with mine, how warm he was… how safe he made me feel.
Carol appears at my doorway with a sweet smile and a cup of water in her hand.

“How ya doin’?” She asks and hands me the water.

“I’m alright, I guess. Just feelin’ kinda shitty after the whole thing with me and Daryl last night. Feel kinda bad about what I said to him. Told him to go hell.” I say, almost ashamed of myself.

“Sweetheart, if I know you and Daryl, and believe me I do, you’ll be just fine. You must’ve had good reason to say those things. And plus, he’ll get over it. It is Daryl after all. The man can’t hold a grudge.” She laughs.

“I guess so. I should probably talk to him, shouldn’t I?” I sigh.

“Damn straight. He’ll be back later, I’ll tell everyone to give you some alone time.”

“Wait… he’ll be back? Where did he go?” I ask.

“He went on a supply run. Said he needed to clear his thoughts.” Carol answers.

“Who’s he with?”

“He went by himself.”

The words echo through my mind like a train in a tunnel. How could anyone let him go by himself? Especially when he’s in this kind of state?

“I need to go out and find him. He can’t be alone right now, anything could happen, I have to go-”

“Y/N, calm down! Daryl is perfectly capable of handling himself. He’ll back back real soon. I promise.”

A part of me wants to believe Carol, it really does.
But the logical side of me doesn’t believe a damn word.

I’m not sure if anyone has mentioned this but I think we might have missed a big connection between Isak and Yousef. 

Last season the name Isak and the numbers 21:21 were significant. Julie chose the name Isak for a reason. The birth of Issac is in the book of Genesis 21. The scene at 21:21 when Even kisses Isak in the pool is supposed to be representative of that. In this context, Julie had our focus on the bible and Christianity. It was fascinating to see a story about homosexuality put in the context of religion. Something many might say are two contrasting subjects put together to form a story. But it served as a connection to Isak & his mother.

Lets look at the name Yousef. (Yusuf in english is Joseph). Both Yousef and Isak (I’ll use the skam written names for better understanding) are represented in Islam as well as prophets and family. Isak is the father of (Jacob) who is the father of Yousef. Aka Isak is Yousef’s grandfather. 

Now lets look at the Quran verse which corresponds to the clip Yousef.

 Yousef (12:06) - Let me mention as well that Surah (chapter) 12 of the Quran is Yousef. 

And thus will your Lord choose you and teach you the interpretation of narratives and complete His favor upon you and upon the family of Jacob, as He completed it upon your fathers before, Abraham and Isaac. Indeed, your Lord is Knowing and Wise.

The verse which corresponds to today’s clip is 

Jeg Dømmer Ingen (19:42)

When he said to his father: “O my father! Why do you worship that which neither hears nor sees, nor can in anything avail you?

I’m not going to put my interpretations of these verses on here, I feel it is best for someone who is Muslim to do this. Any skam Muslim fans what do you think of this connection? I would really love to hear your thoughts.

I will only that add that now after learning Yousef is not Muslim, contrary to what Sana thought, we once again have two contrasting subjects kind of telling us this seasons story. A non-believer of Allah is (possibly) being connected to the Quran, similar to Isak, a believer in parallel universes and a homosexual, who was connected to the Bible. I think its still too early to completely understands Yousef’s connection but I don’t think Julie came up with the name Yousef randomly. 

Also Isak and Yousef were both born on the 21st, while Even was born on the 12th (Maybe Surah Yousef connection?). Yousef was born on September 21st which is also the start of the Islamic New Year for 2017 (my best friend who is Muslim pointed this out to me). His birthday might be a coincidence but you know Julie, so I thought I would put this symbolism as well incase someone finds the significance that might hold. 

Do we think the Yousef/Isak connection plays a role in Sana’s story and/or Even’s connection to all of this?

*disclaimer I’m just putting this information out there for discussion. I’m not saying this connection is a definite thing, just a possibility* 

My extra theory is under here 

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anonymous asked:

Saw your personal post of your bookshelf and was wondering if you have any more books recs? (That is not Neil Gaiman's nor Terry Pratchett's 'cause I already added all of their books on my tbr list lol). I genuinely love your taste.

ahahaha I’m very flattered to hear that you trust my taste, thank you friend!! Definitely, definitely start with Discworld and Good Omens but here are some of my other all time favourites and some books that just stick out of the general mass to me, in no particular order:

the Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandre Dumas - just an excellent freacking novel that somehow carried through as my main comfort book since childhood, I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve reread it at this point but the last time was last December and boy does it just never lose its charm. Don’t get intimidated by the length, it reads very well (even my 9 year old self didnt find it boring hahaha) and the multiple interwoven storylines although complex are easy to follow.

Of Human Bondage by Somerset Maugham - tbh I didn’t expect to love this book as much as I did but it won me over, it’s a quasi-autobiographical coming of age story about a shy boy with a club foot going through many of life’s ups and downs and trying to find the meaning in it. Maugham’s writing style is just lovely and it’s one of those books where you’ll find incoherent thoughts, fears and other emotions that youd usually brush off and not even bother to acknowledge staring back at you perfectly put into words and you just feel understood.

The Master and Margarita by Mikhail Bulgakov - Easily an all time favourite. Religious satire, if you enjoy Good Omens, check this one out next. Premise: the devil comes to soviet-era Moscow, does some people-watching and throws a party. Bulgakov wrote it to be a caricature of soviet society but I think it nevertheless passes the test of time and will be enjoyable to anyone. As far as translations go, I checked out the Burgin & O'Connor one a few years ago and recommend that one, I found it does the book justice.

I, Lucifer by Glen Duncan -  Another religious fiction. To be entirely honest I’m not yet done with this one but halfway through I do already love it enough to recommend it. Lucifer is offered a chance at redemption, the condition being that he has to take over the body of a writer who had just committed suicide and live a virtuous human life as him, with a trial period of a month to decide if he wants to commit to it. So he decides “fuck it I’m just gonna have some fun and also write a book about what’s it’s like to be me”. It’s profanely hilarious, witty and very thought provoking.

The Humans by Matt Haig - Similar premise to the last one actually, but in this case an alien takes over a scientist’s body and the book is his observations on humans. Not to sound dramatic but tbh this book cheered me up during a very unpleasant time in my life, it’s maybe nothing too elaborate and special but made me look at some simple every day things in a different light, and reading it just felt like a very good, long and comforting hug.

Momo by Michael Ende - Just a really sweet, whimsical and lighthearted tale about Time, Death and the dangers of capitalism. It’s a short childrens’ book that really sticks with you for a long time after you put it down and I strongly recommend it to anyone.

Century by Sarah Singleton - I generally have a huge weakness for cyclic storylines, and this one is just so aesthetic. I find it very similar in mood to a lot of Gaiman, like the Graveyard Book, Coraline, the Ocean at the End of the Lane. It’s melancholic, creepy, beautiful, has a nice steampunk-ish mood to it and the kind of plot that is better discovered as you go rather than described beforehand.

The Book of Lost Things by John Connolly - This one is a bit on the “Edgier” side of fairy tale retellings that I’m usually strongly against, but BoLT struck a chord with me fsr. It’s very reminiscent in terms of atmosphere (and kind of plot too) of Over the Garden Wall. If you like the “more serious takes on fairy tales” genre, check it out!

The Secret History by Donna Tartt - This book is just. So damn immersive and picturesque. When a scene is described you feel as if you’re there. It’s basically a book about a murder that isn’t focused on the investigation but rather on all the events and characters involved in it, it’s more an aesthetic experience than a far reaching story. I fell in love with Donna Tartt’s slow pacing and long descriptions and awfully pretentious but tragically likeable characters.

the Chronicles of Amber by Roger Zelazny - An imo outrageously underrated sci-fi/fantasy series by a friend of George Martin’s, about a dysfunctional royal family fighting for the throne of their world. It’s a bit convoluted and would be long to describe but the world building in this series is absolutely incredible and very unique and different from most high-fantasy, I strongly strongly recommend it to all fans of more popular series like LoTR or ASoIF or Name of the Wind.

Night Watch series by Sergei Lukyanenko - Modern fantasy book series that I’ll forever have a soft spot for. The set up is that among regular humans there are some called Others that can manipulate energy and cast spells, and basically have varying levels of supernatural powers. These are divided into the Dark Ones and the Light Ones and both sides try to keep up a balance of good and evil in the world by surveying one another. That one too is a bit complicated to explain but it’s really interesting and the stories touch up on lots of different topics and have lots of fascinating reflections about morality done in an entertaining way through endearing and marvelously flawed characters. Here though, I don’t know how well the translation was done, sorry about that.

A general author recommendation is Christopher Moore’s stuff!! I’ve been making my way through his books to ease my Discworld withdrawal pains, and while I do still prefer Pratchett by ten miles, Moore’s books are genuinely laugh-out-loud hilarious and endearing.

SVT Cute Jobs; Minghao !!

Originally posted by lunarjun

how is this fluffy child so CUTe im crying inside 

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-this duuuuuuude

-okay so he’s probably the best dancer i’ve ever seen in my whole life wOWOWOW

-so when he was little he took up martial arts but he was then like

-nah little thughao is gonna learn how to dance like a god damn prO

-THATS IT LITTLE DUDE YOU GO ACHIEVE YOUR DREAM

-so after a while of practising he became really good at freestyling and breakdancing and stuff

-so good that he was asked to  join a street dance group

-like a really famous one

-he got really confident about his dancing so he recorded himself dancing on weibo

-i love a man that promotes himself

-the leader was so shook that he messaged him like straight away aking him about the group and stuff

-his nickname in the group was first infinity because that how many times he can do head spins

-an infinite amount of times

-can you believe he doesn’t get dizzy at all over that

-but he then changed his name to The8

-it suited him better tbh

-good choice

-when he joined he got a shirt with his name on it and the groups name too awwwWWW 

-he was so excited about this too

-his group are like his second family

-only bigger

-the whole group meets up on saturdays (maybe sundays) and other days too whenever anyone is free

-they also goes to the leader’s house sometimes for food and just to hang out until the early hours of the morning its such a nice feeling 

-he loves his family

-speaking of family

-and the leader

-you?

-younger sister

-you’re not that keen on dancing yourself but you’re supportive af of your brother and his group and you see his group as a sort of backbone to his career

-you’re also considered family to them since you’re close with a couple of people in the group cause they’re in your college

-and everytime they come over to hang out with the leader they include you in whatever plans they have for the next week

-cause as i said

-you fam

-one day your mum asked you to buy and take snacks down for your bro because he forgot them

-so you go to the local supermarket

-hop on a bus and a train and call him from outside the station

-he gets the call and picks up straight away knowing its you

-he could be so stern and moody when someone or something isn’t doing the right thing

-and then his whole face lights up when you call him

-and little minghao is just like what

-he’s never seen his face switch so quickly

-”y/n!! what’s up?”

-”mum wanted me to get out the house. i have snacks??”

-”i’m getting you right now! oh yeah there’s someone i want you to meet!! hes a new member and he’s really good at dancing!!”

-poor little minghao hes so cONFUSED BLESS

-he puts the phone down and just grabs minghao’s hand and heads to the station

-like is he playing match-oh

-”where are we going??”

-”i want you to meet someone shes close to everyone in the group”

-hes just rushing minghao to meet you

-and you’re just standing at the station waiting for him

-until you hear your name being called in the distance

-and you just turn around to see your brother and a random kid

-but this random kid???

-was??

-so??

-cute???

-like ho W

-he gave you a head pat and took the snacks

-you fuck e r

-”yeah…minghao y/n y/n minghao”

-you smile to him and he smiles back and you’re crying on the inside becuase hes just so cute

-and he’s thinkin that too!

-”he’s really good at dancing remember that video i shared of that kid who mixed that tumble with the popping and the spinning?”

-”oh yeah! that was pretty cool”

-”thanks..you’re pretty.”

-both you and your bro look to him like just repeated the declaration of independence in perfect hungarian 

-w h a t

-”what was that minghao?”

-”i-i-i mean that she’s prett… cool. i mean i’ve only met you for like 10 minutes but you’re cool!!”

-and that was how you two started off your friendship

-it was so sweet at the start 

-but really limited

-he felt like he couldn’t talk to you in a group unless he was next you you

-and your bro designated him to picking you up every time the group met up

-so he asked for your number and you gave it to him

-he was so happy when hE GOT HOME HE GOT HIS PILLOW AND SCREAMED INTO IT I LOVE HIM 

-in a couple weeks there was going to be a big showcase in the underground dance community

-and it was held every couple months

-so you being you

-you wanted to support everyone 

-but mostly

-minghao

-you were his friend

-but you…..wait for it

-also liked him

-and a lot

-sure

-your brother knew the second you called him the night before

-”lemme guess you’re gonna call me about how minghao’s doing”

-”no wait yes wait no wait yes–”

-”i know he wants to impress you and you wanna tell him that you like him and stuff but you need to slEEP”

-yeesh

-but yeah

-minghao was clueless about you liking him

-because….wait for it

-he liked you back!!

-wait why were you lot not surprised wha t

-he liked you too much to think of anything else

-in the morning you ask your mum if you can go to see them perform

-but for some odd reason your mum doesn’t let you go and youre like 3 emotions

-1. (╯°□°)╯︵ ┻━┻

-2. ಥ_ಥ

-3. ᕕ(╯°□°)ᕗ

-the third one meant that you were gonna sneak out

-your mum normally goes out to a weekly book club on this night so you were gonna sneak out during the time she was out

-so she doesn’t freak the fuck out 

-you leave a note on the door explaining why you were gone

-and off you went

-you just wore jeans and a t-shirt with converse and a denim jacket since it wasnt that cold outside

-hop on a bus a train then another bus

-and you see your brother outside the tunnel to the club

-”bro what are you doing??”

-”waiting for–wait i thought mum said you couldn’t go”

-ah, but the art of being a re-”

-”you snuck out didn’t you?”

-”yes sir”

-”i’ll make up an excuse”

-”no need to i put a letter on the door!”

-”the one in your hand?”

-”oh god”

-”ill make up that excuse and just text her”

-”thank you”

-you mumbled before heading inside but not before putting the letter in the bin

-thumping music and sweaty people surrounded the walls

-yep its definitely an underground club

-”what’s the competition for again??”

-”trophy and bragging rights to other groups”

-”nice bro you better win”

-”we got this”

-your brother goes backstage while you’re standing in the crowd looking to the stage

-while you’re lookin at the stage you see your bro on the sidelines with minghao and you just smile so much cause it’s nice to see what they’re relationship is like

-narrator voice; MEANWHILE

-minghaos just worrying his ass off cause he can’t see you in the crowd

-and he then sees you

-the glint in your eye helped him find you

-and he just has the cutest smile on

-HES SO HAPPY THAT HE SAW YOU

-so the competition gets underway

-and it’s minghao’s solo

-wait solo

-you were shook to find this out

-but you were ready to chEER THIS KID ON LIKE BOI YOU GOT THIS MINGHAO MAKE EM WAIT FOR IT 

-BOOM

-he did so well and the music fit perfectly to what he was doing on stage

-when he finished he looked for you in the crowd again

-and when he found you he just put a finger heart up to you and you could of sworn that there was a tear on your cheek 

-like

-that was so cuTE

-AH

-the whole group did really well and no brainer they won!! 

-you were so happy about it

-you were able to go backstage to find them

-and once you did

-idk why but you got so emotional!! you’re so cute aw

-you say the group who were also in tears too

-but then you couldn’t find minghao

-which kinda upset you a little

-maybe he was- oh never mind he was just behind you the whole damn time

-you turn around and just launch yourself into his arms

-”you did it i’m so proud of you!!! and i like you….a lot!!”

-it was so loud back there so you had to shout it in his ear

-he thought you said something else

-hmmmmmm like

-”you do?! i like food too!”

-and you’re there like

-wait wHAt 

-I 

- h u h 

-you two escape outside where you’re still huggin and shit like awwwww but seriously just confess to each other already we’VE BEEN WAITING

-”you did amazing out there i can’t believe it!”

-”i can’t believe it ei-”

-”okay so i like you a lot but i couldn’t find the time to say it because you’re too cool and cute at the same time how does that work anyways i just wanted to say i really like you that’s it that all i’ve wanted to say”

-he just broke 

-yoU BROKE HIM

-HOW

-”ooooOOOOOh so that’s what you said back there! i thought you said you like food!”

-”what?? no!”

-”good cause i got confused. and…i like you too.”

-then in his mind he just goes fuck it and kisses your cheek because nothing bad can happen right

-just at that time

-yOUR BRO 

-HE STEPS OUT

-”y/N WHERE ARE YOU-oh there you are- wait”

-HALFWAY THROUGH THE GOD DAMN KISS YOU TWO LOOK TO HIM

-and he shouts

-”f i N A L L Y    D O    Y O U    K N O W     H O W    L O N G     W E    W E R E    W A I T I N G     F O R    T H  I  S     T O    H A P P E N”

-you and minghao laugh at what he said because A you dont give a fuck and B y’all love each other a lot 

-suPPORT THE SUPPORTING COUPLE I LOVE YALL SM

-you two support each other like crutches supporting a leg and you’re just so happy for him like wow


-”where have you two been?”

-”oh..you forgot to text her…didn’t you?”

-”yeah…..we got bragging rights!”

That’s How a Moment Lasts Forever - Post-BatB Oneshot

“Grandfather?”

“Mmm?”

“Why do you keep so many tea sets?”

The old man chuckled, leaning back in his armchair as he watched his littlest grandchild.  While her two older siblings had chosen to play outside in the snow, she stared at his bookcase, which, instead of being filled with books, was lined with teapots and teacups made of wood, porcelain, and china.

“Well, you know your father’s a potter; he gives me the ones that no one wants.”

“But do you even use them?” the girl asked.  “They’ve got chips and cracks in them.  They wouldn’t make good tea.”

“You are definitely your mother’s daughter,” the old man replied.  “I suppose…I keep them because they deserve a home, a place to belong.”

The girl raised her eyebrows.  “You make it sound like they’re alive.”

“Well…” The old man’s voice took on a spooky tone.  “Sometimes they talk to me at night.”

The girl laughed. “No they don’t!”

“No, they don’t,” he agreed, laughing in return.  “But can’t an old man have his hobbies?  I like antiques!  I’m a collector, always have been!  You see that?” He pointed at a tiny, intricately decorated box on the mantel above the fireplace.  “It plays a lullaby if you open it. The king’s grandfather made that for me when I was a boy.”

“Really?” The tea sets were momentarily forgotten as the little girl ran over to the mantel and seized the box in her hands.  

“Careful!” The man raised a gnarled hand, but there was no need; the girl set the box down with the utmost care.  She lifted open the box, revealing a tiny, incredibly detailed replica of a rose.  The rest of the inside was gold and cornflower blue, with a castle painted on the inside of the lid.  She located the winding handle on the side, and with a nod from her grandfather, wound it up and let it play.

At once, a little melody, strong but sweet, began to emit from the box, causing the rose to rotate slowly in place.  The girl sat, entranced by the box, while the man closed his eyes and hummed along.

“You won’t find a box like that anywhere else,” he finally said.  “That’s why it’s special.”

The girl waited until the last notes faded away, then looked up at her grandfather to ask him a question.  But what she saw startled her into concern rather than curiosity.

“You’re crying, Grandfather!”  She rushed forward, drawing out her handkerchief to wipe his tears away.  The song was beautiful, yes, but it wasn’t a song that should be cried over!

“Ah, well…” He smiled and let her wipe away his tears.  “You are very kind.  My mother used to sing that song for me.”  He didn’t need to say the rest.  

“Oh,” the girl whispered.  “I’m sorry.”

“You didn’t know,” the old man reassured her, smiling.  “Besides, I let that old box play every day, and you don’t see me crying all the time, do you?”

“No,” the girl answered, grinning.  “You’re very cheerful.”

“Well that’s good,” he exclaimed.  “I’m glad I didn’t grow up to be an old grump like my father did.”

They sat in silence for a few more minutes; she admiring the music box, and he gazing at the tea sets in the bookcase that he kept so well polished that the imperfections shone in the light.

“Do you want to know the real reasons behind the tea sets?” he asked suddenly, waking the girl from her short-lived reverie.  “Why I look after them like I do?  You have to promise not to laugh or walk away.”

The little one shrugged, but sidled up to her grandfather’s armchair.  “Okay.  Tell me.”

“Do you promise not to laugh?”

“I promise.” Her eyes gazed up at him, wide and trusting.

“It’s because I used to be one myself.”

The girl sat there, eyes wide, lips parted slightly in surprise.  She wanted to ask if it was a joke, but the old man looked completely serious.  And she was just at that age where she was learning to take care of herself, but still young enough to believe in fairy stories, if they were spun the right way.

“How?”

The old man’s lips curled into a real, genuine smile, one that only children would understand.  “Magic.”

“What happened?” the girl’s voice was barely a whisper.

“Well…sit back a little, and I’ll tell you,” the man replied.  “I was your age when this story took place.  It started with a spoiled prince, an old enchantress, and a young farm girl who saved us all…”


“You used to work at the castle?” the girl said after he had finished his tale.

“Well, it was mostly my mother; she was the head housekeeper.  I followed in the steps of my father, became a potter, and when I had your father, I taught him as well.  Hopefully your older siblings will carry on the family business for me.”

“I bet they will.”  The girl slumped in her chair.  But soon she straightened up again.  “Was the queen really an inventor?”

“Best in the world,” he replied.  “She’s the reason why you have a fountain behind your house for laundry.”

“Is the Enchantress still alive?”

“I have no idea. Probably.”

“Were the musicians really world-famous?”

“Of course they were.  Why would they lie?”

“Maybe to gain favor with the prince.”

“No, they’ve been in the paper before.  I have clippings, if you’re really that skeptical.”

“Wow…” For a moment she was lost in her own daydreams of what it would be like living with famous people.  But then another thought stole her mind away.  “Could Plumette really fly? Like a bird?”

“Even after the curse she could float for a while, if she wanted to.”

“And Lumiere?”

“What do you want me to say about him?  The man was an eccentric old codger right up until the day he…”  The man paused for a moment, lost in the past.  “Until he died.”

The girl pondered the word in silence, while the other sat in his armchair, thinking of times and thoughts that his granddaughter would never understand, no matter how much she listened, or how much she learned.  She would never learn to appreciate time as he had, especially now, after all these years.  And he was the last one, the one given the most time to contemplate what had happened.  Everyone else had already passed on.  

Sometimes, they would come to him in his dreams, as young as he remembered them that day: newly human and full of happiness.  Lumiere would ask him how old age was treating him, Chapeau would clap him on the back and comment on his family, his mother would wrap her arms around him and tell him how proud she was of him.  How proud they all were of him.

But Cogsworth always told him the time, how time was running out.  Tick-tock, there’s not much time left.  And though he always asked what Cogsworth meant, the old majordomo never explained himself, only kept repeating the same thing over and over again.  Even now, Cogsworth was still as incessant as a real clock.

And yet…though he had time well-spent…it never seemed like enough.  Well, not until now, as his youngest grandchild sat next to him, visions of magic and curses dancing in her head, the very age he was when the curse was cast.  Filled with the wonder of a story that would die with him.

“I have a special task for you, little one,” he murmured, and the girl’s eyes lit up.

“What is it?” she asked.  “Whatever it is, I’ll do it.”

“Don’t forget the story I’ve told you today.  Not a single word of it.  Write it down somewhere, make it a book.  And tell your grandchildren.  And have them tell theirs.”

“All right,” the child said.  “Is it that important?”

“I don’t want anyone to forget them,” he continued.  “They taught me a lesson; I am sure they will teach others too.  You’ve probably been told that nothing lasts forever, haven’t you?”

“That’s right,” she said.  “Mother told me that.”

“Well…this story only happened in a moment, out of all the time in the world.  And when I die, the days I’ve lived will disappear.  But now that I’ve told you, you can tell other people, and those people can tell other people, and the story will last longer than any of us.”

He wasn’t much of a storyteller at this age, but he could do this much for his family.  He didn’t live his whole life just to die without people really knowing what happened all those years ago.  It wasn’t just some curse; lessons were learned, and love was restored to the castle.  

“Okay.  I promise I’ll do it.  And my children will do it too.”  

Chip smiled and closed his eyes.  He could picture them now, in the castle, carrying out their duties, royalty and service alike.  Some would call them ordinary, but to him they were the most important people in the world.  They didn’t deserve to be fleeting.  They deserved to live on.  Through story, through song, through legend.

That’s how a moment lasts forever…when our song lives on.

Ships

(This is just my opinion; all are respected. No shipping wars, please!!!)

Ships I Love

  • Jatherine (Jack Kelly and Katherine from Newsies). Omg my OTP!!! There’s so much chemistry for a somewhat trite romance trope (girl annoyed by boy falls in love with him). She teaches him to let go of a dream that’s nothing more than a dream that drives him to make bad decisions while he gives her a platform to speak up against injustice. They deal in tongue and cheek while discovering that their dreams (his Santa Fe and her fame as a female journalist) are, while not less important, must be balanced with love and sacrifice. Bonus points if you racebend them (my fave is Chinese Jack. I usually don’t do Katherine, but if I did, she’d be Polynesian or African American.)
  • Eugenzel (Rapunzel and Eugene from Tangled). Another one of my faves. It’s sassy, sweet, and pretty innocent. A hardened thief falls in love with a sheltered, but still strong woman. A recurring thing I notice w/ my fave ships is that they all include the realization, or end, of a dream. Eugene gets Rapunzel’s dream to come true while realizing that his dream of wealth is a delusion; loving her finally gets him to let go of that. For Rapunzel, Eugene allows her to see the world and that the world isn’t what it seems. The loving mother she knew turns out to be an abusive abuser who could care less about her feelings while he, a petty thief, ends up sacrificing his life to give her freedom. The death part drove it in for me.
  • Percabeth (Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase from Rick Riordan) This one is one of the more realistic ships. It takes years to develop; they go from annoyed partners on a road trip/quest to passionate teenagers w/ a real connection. They too are quite sassy with one another (Seaweed Brain, anyone?), but the devotion goes so far that they fall into Tartarus together!!! Percy helps Annabeth deal with Luke’s betrayal and Athena’s disappointment while she goes to the ends of the earth looking for him and trying to get back his memory. They have genuine chemistry, from fights to teasing to love, and it’s very touching in a world where gods callously cast aside mortals and lovers.
  • FactPoet? (Natasha and Daniel from The Sun is Also a Star; I just made up that name, if there’s one out there let me know) This one is somewhat of a satire of love at first sight, but it does it so passionately and poetically that you realize that all why mocking the idea to an extent, it actually affirms it. Does that make any sense? Okay, Natasha, a frustrated Jamaican American aspiring scientist who is getting deporting thanks to her equally trapped father spilling the beans while drunk, meets Daniel, a Korean American poet trying to dodge his parents’ demands that he go to college and become a rich doctor all while having a rude, selfish older brother who actually doesn’t turn out to be good in the end. I just love the contrast between fact and feeling; the characters fall in love so wonderfully that it’s very real. Theirs is probably the purest love I ever read or seen in books, which is amazing. The entire novel could be seen as a commentary of the science of love and the big question: what really connects people? The only flaw is that they (might) not be endgame, but hey: maybe their universe is taking longer to form.

Ships I Like/Okay With

  • Merricup (Merida and Hiccup from HTTYD and Brave) I’m not big into crossover ships, but this one is actually pretty decent. They have enough differences and similarities to balance one another out, and they are in similar family situations. Both of them feel like they’ve let down their parents (Elinor and Stoick) and want to escape and break the norms. I prefer 15-year-old Hiccup, just bc he’s funnier and closer to Merida’s age and maturity. However, while some of the material on YouTube is good, I feel like I’d need to see them actually together, like in a movie, to understand the full complexity of it. Plus Merida doesn’t need a man and Hiccup has Astrid and Toothless. It’s good to me, but not great.
  • Jelsa (Elsa and Jack Frost from Frozen and RotG) Another pairing very similar to Merricup. Two contrasting personalities in similar situations. They could definitely relate. My personal favorite AU for them is the Titanic, bc that’s Jelsa (to me) at its core: a wild child teaching a girl who follows the rules to an unhealthy extent to have fun and live life to the fullest. The YouTube videos actually do them justice. The only reason I only like them? I don’t like Jack Frost very much (I was okay until fandom overused him), Elsa might be LGBT (I’m holding out), and neither character particularly stands out to me in their own right. Honestly, I think the Jelsa vids are better than the actual movies, but that might apply to crossovering in general, which really ought to make movie studios ashamed of themselves lol.
  • Sybil/Branson (Lady Sybil and Tom Branson from Downton Abbey) okay, don’t get me wrong, I really love them in fandom. I follow the yankeecountess, I used to obsess over them, I still have this fondness for Sybil. But Julian Fellowes, to me, dropped the ball on their relationship in S2. It started out great in S1 and w/ Tom’s proposal, but the majority of the scenes saw them fighting or trying to reach a decision about running away. Not that it’s not necessary, it’s totally understandable why they’re upset. What is not good is the fact that we never see them on a good day. What is a normal day like for them? Is their relationship normally argumentative or do they joke and jest? Tbh, Fellowes really let his writing go downhill to me in S2. Bates becomes a Gary Stu; does he have an evil bone in his body? He must. Vera’s motivations make no sense, and the Evil Wife thing rubs me the wrong way (Idk why). That aside, what really saved them for me is fanfiction (courtesy of excellent writers like the YankeeCountess, who did better than proud Fellowes could ever hope) and Tom’s reactions to her death. I like how he never really got over her; he just kept her memory alive thru Sybbie.
  • Romelza (Ross and Demelza from Poldark) Scorching hot actors, amazing acting, beautiful visuals. Why aren’t they up at the top? One word: Elizabeth. Not to mention that Ross is not exactly likeable; his saving grace is his love for his wife. Demelza really deserves something better; he’s a rather grumpy man. But the devotion they share is classically charming in an abiding way. Not to mention Poldark is an exploration of the ups and downs of love and marriage, so it’s totally intentional and well done. We’re not meant to ship away blindly; we’re supposed to understand the nuance to human relationships.
  • Carolight (Dwight and Caroline from Poldark, not the gross lightening cream) I love romances that are forbidden and transcend class. These two had a rocky start w/ awkward chemistry that bordered more on being classist and a pathetic teenage girl falls for hot doc, but the result was amazing. they mutually hated, I mean love, one another and teach each other to be brave and go against the odds.

Crack Ships

  • Fa Zhou/Megara (Fa Zhou and Meg from Mulan and Hercules) Just watch Var Roman’s amazing Spirits Paralyzed vid. Now you see?

Ships that Have Potential


  • FinnRey/FinnRose/Stormpilot/Poly. Plenty of POC, sass, action, guns, and hotness mixed into all of these. Just no confirmations. FinnRey has cute hugging, Stormpilot has amazing banter, and FinnRose has two amazing actors being friends on set. Poly covers all. I just need to wait for the Last Jedi to give me an idea about what happens.

Ships I Don’t Like

Reylo (Rey and Kylo Ren from Star WarsKylo Ren’s a pretty cool villain, but he’s like the last lover anyone would want to take. I could see him having a tragic past romance, but that’s ripping off Anidala. This guy killed his dad! Plus he’s more in love w/ Grandpa’s helmet than anyone else, lol! Not to mention Rey has a bajillion hot Resistance guys to choose from.

Jackunzel (Jack and Rapunzel from RotG and Tangled). Okay, I admit it, I’m a bit biased. I ship Eugenzel and Jelsa, etc… But really, I just don’t get these too. They look hot and all, but aside from not wearing shoes, I don’t really see their personalities fitting except for a teenage first love or something. I could see them as teens during a short summer romance, but tbh I can’t see Jack settling down w/ anyone unless she makes him (Elsa, Tooth?). They’re both pretty childish, but for totally different reasons. They both need a more worldly, grounded person for romance, and as far as believing and showing the world… almost anyone fits the bill. Hiccup has a dragon; he could see Rapunzel the skies. Merida is willing to believe in witches and will-o-the-wisps. Idk, these two don’t seem like enemies, but they don’t say “couple” to me either.

JackAnna (Jack and Anna from RotG and Frozen). Same reasons as Jackunzel. Two goofy teens usually don’t catch my fancy, except if it’s Rick Riordan, But he always catches my fancy- almost (cough cough Magnus Chase).

Originally posted by samisoffthewall

Incest, Pedophilia, Slavery, etc. Um, bc I have good taste?

This is just my opinion. Please respect. And have fun shipping!!!

gdesertsand  asked:

• Lovino and Antonio only know each other as fanfiction writers and not in real life. They were friends as writers but strangers in reality. So how things will go if one day Antonio catch a glimpse of what his favorite customer (he is a waiter in a café) writing about and it turns out it is the new chapter of his friend’s ongoing story? (Thank you again!)

This is essentially a text-fic! I didn’t know they could be so hard to write, but they are, man. With all that formatting. *Shudder*. But it was still fun and I’ve been meaning to write a text fic for AGES. 

tomato-turtles: Antonio
lovirage: Lovino
actual-prussian-badass: Gilbert
fancy-fucking-francis: Francis
actualsunshine: Feliciano

EDIT: I forgot to add, for the sake of this fic, let’s assume the two are writers in the Harry Potter fandom, mostly because Harry Potter is a well-known universe and it won’t confuse anyone. Also, let’s assume that they’re both Remus/Sirius shippers, because that pairing is cool. 


Antonio always dropped in his customary ‘good morning’ in the Tumblr chat. Lovi used to get super annoyed initially, but now he just played along. Antonio suspected Lovi looked forward to his good mornings. 

tomato-turtles: hi lovi!! how are ya

lovirage: hey tt. 

He always called Antonio ‘tt’, short for Tomato Turtles: his name on AO3, fanfiction.net, and of course, Tumblr. 

tomato-turtles: i reread your new chapter after you told me you were worried about it
tomato-turtles: and it’s so cute!! really youre such a good writer <3 

lovirage: thanks. 

tomato-turtles: why were you so worried about it anyway

lovirage: i got a fucking flame comment saying i needed to get hit by a bus and stop writing 

tomato-turtles: WHAT NO 
tomato-turtles: WHO IS THIS 
tomato-turtles: I WILL FIND THEM AND HURT THEM

lovirage: relax tt. i don’t really care, i deleted the review
lovirage:
but it still made me worried that maybe the new update for my fic sucked

tomato-turtles: IT DOES NOT. IT’S SO CUTE

lovirage: good to know
lovirage: hows your morning going
 

tomato-turtles: mmh the same really. getting ready for work
tomato-turtles: im putting in a couple of extra hours this week because i want to go on a roadtrip with gil and francis over the weekend

lovirage: these friends of yours, they seem crazy. theyre the same ones that got drunk and spray painted moustaches onto every fashion hoarding they could reach?                                                                                                           

tomato-turtles: they never got caught for that lol
tomato-turtles: what are you gonna be doing today? 

lovirage: idk it’s a saturday so i’ll probably just sleep some more
lovirage: maybe write the new update

tomato-turtles: A NEW UPDATE ALREADY? YAYYYYYY!!!!!!!

lovirage: calm down tt 
lovirage: i’m just keen to add a plot twist

tomato-turtles: oh god no

lovirage: what?

tomato-turtles: your “plot twists” always involve someone dying 

lovirage: that is not true

tomato-turtles: IN YOUR FIC “EVER AFTER” YOU BASICALLY GAVE SIRIUS CANCER 

 lovirage: BUT I CURED HIM

tomato-turtles: YES BUT YOU MADE HIM SUFFER. AND YOU MADE ME SUFFER

lovirage: *sends gif with evil laugh*
lovirage: …and my cute fic is going to become…dark

tomato-turtles: ughhhhh i hate you

lovirage: really now? 

tomato-turtles: ok no i love you tbh but like
tomato-turtles: can you let my children live in peace

lovirage: HELLO EXCUSE ME, but YOU wrote that fic “SPEAKING OF SUNFLOWERS” and you fucking tortured remus with crucio until he lost his mind and I was screaming and crying 
lovirage: CONSIDER THIS REVENGE

tomato-turtles: we write such dark fics
tomato-turtles: we should collab on something funny!! fluffy!! 

lovirage: good idea. maybe soon

tomato-turtles: anyway i gotta go to work! bye lovi have a nice day :D <3

lovirage: bye tt 


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anonymous asked:

Hey there, could you explain this whole "vous" and "tu" thing? I don't know french and im really curious what is it all about?

Sure Nonny!

So French has what is called a T-V distinction; it has 2 different second person singular pronouns (tu and vous) and their use when addressing someone is governed by a more or less rigid set of social norms depending on the region you’re in. As a note, vous is also the second person plural pronoun in French, so it’s important to pay attention to the context of its use (ie is the speaker using vous to address a single person or a group of people)

Tu is the informal pronoun, generally used among peers, friends, family, and just generally anyone of a more or less equal or lower place in the social hierarchy compared to you

Vous is the formal pronoun, generally used when talking to people who are higher up in the social hierarchy, such as professors, bosses, elders, people of higher rank in the military, etc

The customs governing the use of the formal vous vary from region to region and evolve in time. For example, it’s my understanding that children in France used to be expected to address their parents using vous, though I think that practice has more or less died out. In Quebec where I live, using “vous” is almost considered archaic (it would be considered weird to use it with your parents); the rules here are much more lax compared to France. The majority of my university profs have always requested that students use tu with them, and my former bosses have also generally requested informal language. I think really the only time I use formal language in my every day life is when addressing elders and strangers who are clearly older than me

So how does this all tie into Voltron/how people address Shiro specifically? 

Well based on how familiar Shiro is with the other paladins in the English dub, especially Keith, I expected everyone to be using informal language with each other. Yes Shiro is a little older, and maybe one or two “ranks” above them in the Garrison’s structure, but he still treats the other paladins as peers and they do the same with him. Which is why it was uncomfortable for a lot of people to hear them use the formal vous with Shiro, as it creates a degree of separation between him and the other paladins and implies he’s above them in standing. The four other paladins all use tu with each other, and Shiro uses tu with them. Yet they were using vous with him in ep1. This formality between them and Shiro was jarring tbh. Luckily I guess the French script writers must’ve realized that having the younger paladins address Shiro formally doesn’t mesh with how they act with each other and after the first episode all 5 paladins are all using tu with each other 

I wouldn’t read too much into the use of formal vs informal language in the French dub tbh, since there are several other examples of characters starting out in the pilot with formal language and then switching to informal from ep2 onward. Zarkon uses formal language with Haggar in ep1, then subsequently he’s using informal. Haggar also uses informal language with Zarkon after ep1. Allura and Lance addressed each other formally when she first fell out of the cryopod, while Coran addressed Lance informally from the start. Shiro addressed Allura formally in the beginning too. Subsequently Allura switches and both she and Coran use informal language with the paladins, and the paladins do the same with the Alteans 

So I don’t think the use of formal vs informal language means anything really, just that the French writers started out one way and then realized it didn’t work and changed it. I think the example with Shiro was just the most jarring, because based on how he and the other paladins act with each other in the English dub there really is no reason for them to be using formal language, they’re all peers!

I want to say something

I know most of people don’t care, but I need to express myself. I think the drama with Kite in Kimera Ant arc is bullshit. 

I kinda like this arc. Lots of action, the story between Meruem and Komugi and the fight with Netero was really good. Really good plot. BUT. Gon’s attitude was so stupid and frustrating, and that’s what made me dislike Gon (and Kite).

Yes, I know Kite is important for him. He saved his life and if Gon was able to become a hunter it’s because of him. But Kite isn’t a close friend to him, unlike Killua, Leorio, Kurapika, Bisky or even Wing. Gon doesn’t know Kite very well. And I think that if Gon was so upset it wasn’t because Kite was dead, but because he couldn’t accept to fail, to be weak again. It could have been anyone instead of Kite, Gon’s behaviour wouldn’t have changed (except maybe worse for Killua). Gon is egoist and childish, so it’s not a surprise if he acts like a spoiled child. But nobody tried to reason him (come on, a good kick in his ass and go to bed). Not even Killua.

Tbh, the mission could’ve been a success without those two pussyas-I mean them. Okay, they’ve helped ( mostly Killua), but they’re not necessary. It has simply created more drama (but it was too much for my taste).

I don’t know how to feel about that. I don’t like how Gon turned himself into Gon-san. I don’t like how Pito got suddenly afraid of Gon because he was angry. Seriously, it was ridiculous! Literally a fcking shit fit! I was so angry with him, I wanted to kick his fcking ass! Nobody else feels the same?

I see many comments about how much Gon is a complex character, how much he got traumatized by this shit with Pito and Ging, but I hate the way Gon is written. I find this bland, uninteresting. It’s far-fetched.  

Togashi wrote so many things better than that. Clearly. DC arc, the relationship between the King and Komugi, Zoldyck family etc are so much better.

Gon’s only interest is to be the best (or lover for killugon fans) friend to Killua. They have the greatest synergy I’ve ever seen.

I don’t mind if Gon and Killua are separated at the “end”, it’s even logic : Killua found an objective and Gon found his dad. But it’s not the main topic so I won’t say more.

Aaaaand I don’t know who is the stupidest, Ging or his son. Everybody hates Ging because he’s a shitty dad, but Gon isn’t better. He just wanted to find him, not even to see or talk to him. It’s ruining the all “traumatism”, the character’s human side. That means Gon’s just copying Kite’s goal for no reason. SERIOUSLYTOGASHIOJFDMESFJI. BUT the manga isn’t finished so maybe Gon will be back (but really I hope not).  

So yeah, Gon pissed me off. I’m disappointed.  

my thoughts on ch 192-194

My 2 cents on the current arc in 19 days :) This is entirely my opinion and I do not speak for anyone,, 

Okay first of all, I do like how the story has been going so far. This arc is creating new opportunities for so much more development!!! e.g. backstories of jianyi and the he brothers and possibly mo (who knows, mo’s father could be connected to all of these), development between he and zhan, and ofc development between zhan and jian. OX is taking 19 days to a much deeper level now, instead of the usual zhanyi/tianshan hanging out and having their moments. The arc started off with jian being kidnapped by an old dude (claiming to be mr jian’s old friend) which is then followed by jianyi’s mom finding out and the short revelation of the relationship between jian and his mom. And then the recent chapter where jianyi is shown to have been trapped in an old warehouse with said old dude. (It’s all been pretty dramatic but that’s to be expected)

So yea, I too, like many others, believe that jian is being kidnapped for revenge (possibly trying to lure mr jian out)(how he’s going to exact his revenge…..we don’t know yet) and looking at the past 3 chapters, am I satisfied with the way OX has played them out? Yes.

Chapter 192: Jianyi kidnapped!! This chapter provided a sort of base for the whole arc. In this chapter, before jian got kidnapped, there was the whole family thing again; jian was sad after seeing zhan’s family and wished he had one. And from here, I believe the possible overarching theme for this arc would be jian’s family.

Chapter 193: The reveal of Mrs Jian!! This chapter reinforces the theme of family (a continuation to jianyi saying “mum probably isn’t home yet” which I thought was a nice fit). So we find out that Mrs Jian isn’t the ice cold queen we all thought she was. We see that she cares tremendously for jian (she knows what she did to him and is remorseful) and is badaSS AF. Through this chapter, ox gives us hope that action is being taken to save jianyi. (And by his own family which is all the more heartwarming, don’t you think?) Again, a step into the revelation of jian’s family.

Chapter 194: Jianyi trapped!! OK this chapter was a hell of a ride so let me just say what I think about this chapter. The chapter started out pretty light hearted (almost ironical seeing how its juxtaposed next to jian’s dangerous situation - could this mean anything?) but I felt like it ended on a very serious note. OX basically injected comic relief into this chapter and I can honestly understand why’d she do that.

OK SO A BREAKDOWN OF WHAT HAPPENED: jian making jokes (the hetian thing) >> light hearted thoughts on jian’s part (zhan xixi, coming after my beauty) >> TURNING POINT: jianyi realising his mum could be in danger (FAMILY!!!) >> jian trying to attack (failed) >> threat by old dude. 
There were criticisms regarding this chapter, about how weird it is, having light hearted comedy in such a dire situation (almost seemed as if OX didn’t know what to do). However, there are a couple of reasons why I think comic relief was injected into this chapter.

1) the last two chapters were emotional and serious although 19 days is known to be more of a comedy. Maybe OX thought it was fitting to tone down on the seriousness and lighten the mood? 

2) jianyi’s personality at play (by my fav!!! jianyi enthusiast @19daysruinedmylife: jianyi tries to act all happy and positive in bad situations BECAUSE HE LEARNED IT THAT WAY. Ever since young, he was often alone and thus, needed a way to cope with it, which is acting all happy. It’s part of his childhood.) So yea it is an innate habit of jianyi’s to laugh at a predicament first, instead of crying. 

3) assure the readers that jianyi is not in a particularly dangerous situation for now (his life is not threatened, he’s p much just locked up) 

But of course, this light hearted comedy was only for the first half of the chapter. It got serious again after jianyi thought about his mom. Which brings me to my next point: jianyi’s kidnapping is still a big deal, the comedy was just a temporary relief from it. The ending was far from lighthearted, even ominous tbh, serving as a reminder of jianyi’s precarious situation. Is the old dude really planning to hurt jianyi? For now, I don’t think so. The act of pulling on the hem of jianyi’s pants was just a threat, to induce fear in jianyi. The old dude could have physically attacked jianyi while he was bound or could even have brandished a weapon, but he merely pulled the hem of jianyi’s pants (which is so much more harmless ngl).

so ya tldr: i am very satisfied with the arc rn and am vv excited to see more of what ox has in store for us :)) i am also looking forward to seeing tianshan being incorporated into this arc (would REALLY like to see mo and he’s backstory tbh)

SORRY FOR RAMBLING

anonymous asked:

You know that crippling loneliness that comes with being a living creature? Why does that exist? Is it because in all truth, we are always alone? Limited to our own minds until we inevitably die? I certainly hope not. I hope it's just there because sometimes we think too much. What makes loneliness what it is? Is it the absence of people around us? The feeling of complete isolation? The want of another person to hear our cries for help? God, I wish loneliness had a happier meaning.

…Oh my…

wow …This ask took me by surprise tbh!! and it punched my heart hard cause sometimes I ask myself the same questions!!… I feel the loneliness too and it reaches high levels at the worst times (I felt tempted to write a post about it too but, as always, I just tried to deal with it myself ^^) …

Ummm, guess I could never bring you a solution to this feeling *hug* it’s all up to you. I know it creates a weird sensation, …as if you lack something/someone… call it a romantic partner, a loving family or a group of friends. You think you need them to be happy, surround yourself with people to fill the void inside you.
But you know what? From my personal experience, I can asure you one thing… loneliness is just a feeling. 

Because despite of having a small group of friends who love me, nice coworkers, a supportive family… I still feel lonely sometimes.
All in all, being alone doesn’t equal being lonely. I’m not alone… but I feel lonely.
Then why? whyyyyy!! whyy do i feel this way!… the answer might be the one that made me feel relieved about my situation:
You still feel lonely because it’s a consecuence of another feeling, “the feeling of not belonging"
There are moments where the feeling of not belonging anywhere or with anyone is all consuming and It happens randomly whether when I’m with friends or family, who are having a good time.
Trying too hard to fit in a group of people in order to stop being alone leaves you empty and tired, and rather than easing your loneliness it makes it twice as powerful.

Hon, take it easy ok? , be kind to yourself and in times when your mind starts working against you, remember that many others feel the same way as you. Many others experience the isolation. Don’t force yourself to be sorrounded by people, instead take an honest look at yourself and realize why this is happening… maybe you are just being too hard on yourself, maybe you are not dating the right person? maybe your group of friends is somewhere else and it’s not the one in which you’ve been struggling to fit in. Maybe you’ll get to fill the void when you stop doing things to please others and start to enjoy the things that make you happy!!
You are not alone.

I’m sorry, this is to long haha! But my heart was pounding hard and I needed to talk about it. <3 asjhsdfhjslkdfgh

... i hit 1000+?

wow

just…

wow.

i’m gonna be kinda sappy for a moment and say i’ve… never dreamed of hitting 300, let alone somehow manage to get to over 1000 - and i 100% mean that.

heck, i never expected to get more than ten notes on literally anything i’ve written tbh???

i never expected to have the friends that i have now, or the confidence that i’m gaining now when it comes to things like theatre and writing - hell, i was convinced i’d just go and force myself through culinary school and end up in some job that i’d probably end up tolerating rather than loving? hell, the future isn’t certain and who knows if i’ll end up on a stage anywhere - but at least if i do, it’ll be something i love

and just… so many things have changed over the past month and i’m honestly speaking when i say that:  i never expected any of it

so… i guess just… thank you? thank you all for following me and liking my content and talking to me and just… being there, i guess.

im just gonna thank a bunch of ppl because i fuckn love all of u <333333 sorry if stuff gets repetitive idk how many ways i can say ‘I LOVE U THANK U FOR SUPPORT HERE’S A SMOOCH’

to @sincerlyyme and @imdedicatingeverydaytoyou - the two people that actually got me into writing to begin with: thank you. so so fucking much. y’all are so sweet and i absolutely love you two because i never would have actually posted anything if it weren’t for the fact that you two inspired me a ton! plus i might have nearly cried when the two of u followed me so <33333

@earlyjunes @a-second-hand-sorrow @connormurphyobsessed @imagine-boyo @dear-alex-hansen and @huffleheck - the swan fam: I LOVE ALL OF U??? SO MUCH???? swan fam is best fam <3 especially because y’all??? are the sweetest babes???? i love all of u and support all of u and we all should talk more i swear (aka if y’all have discord, swan family discord + swan mama. speaking of swan mama…)

@polygenderselkie - i wasn’t gonna leave u off just put u separately: MY FAVE SWAN MOM <3 thank you for just being a huge influence in my life and being the mom that i’ve kind of needed as of recently tbh? if i’m ever feeling down, i know that you’ll def be there to give swan kisses n sweet words <3

@sarajanesmith42 / @connormurphyisbab: ren i love u so much dude. i’m glad you trusted me and messaged me and i’m glad to talk to you because w o w what a sweetheart??? you’re such a cool dude and i love seeing you happy because it’s such a nice thing tbh? love you a lot, dude <3

@protecting-my-legacy: MACKIE. I LOVE U. ur fics also inspire me a lot and i love your writing and i’m glad we can talk tbh??? uh what else can i say other than i love u and ur a cool babe and just. 10/10 i’m glad we can talk about fics n shit and just???? love u <3333

@waving-at-failed-words: MADDIE I LOVE U BECAUSE WE CAN NOT SLEEP TOGETHER AND IT’S GREAT. thank u for the bird and the sweet things you always put in the tags whenever u reblog my shit <3

@anotherstellarconversation & @luckyadd: u two have to deal with me not sleeping and u deserve an award for that tbh. alex, you’re such a cool bab and u know of my secret love for things and??? i love u a lot??? and lucky - i love ur art and i’m glad we can just talk about random memes n shit and iii am 100% sorry that i never sleep (which is gonna change soon, since… school………)

@1two-player-game1: elizaaaa. my player one. my amigo. my icon buddy, my pal. i love u a lot tbh??? ur always such a sweetheart and u also have dealt with me not sleeping and u also deserve an award for that i swear 

(these are slowly getting shorter as i realize how many ppl i feel the need to thank jfc sorry babes)

@pleasedontatme​: CAT U COOL NERD I LOVE U AND UR WRITING???? ur poly fics inspire me a lot since…. i love poly fics a lot and they’re rare as far as i know??? love u 

@psychedemigod​: psy. i love u. so much. u make me laugh and u have given me ideas for shit and just??? ur so cool and i jUST RLY LOVE U OK <333 

@yikesjaredkleinman​: adam i love u alot and i’ve literally stayed up waiting for ur writing because its jUST SO GOOD???? UR SUCH A COOL DUDE AND <3333 LOVE U

@twoplayergaymers: i love u and i love talking to u and??? i just love u a lot dude <3333 (plus ur art??? im love <333)

and to two other GIANT NERDS who i love a lot:

@thebirdwitch and @commando-76: jfc how long have we been friends? i love both of you to the ends of the earth and i’m glad we’re all friends still tbh. you two put up with me talking about theatre and my singing and my stressed ranting/venting and your both… still here? which is… really, really weird honestly since i’ve opened up to people before and they’ve ended up leaving me one way or another - which sucks, but… i don’t blame them? i really love both of u and appreciate how much we’ve generally fucked around and our stupid jokes and laughing with you two over the panty raid one night because it was just a fucking stupid thing to say but it was hilarious because we were all tired little shits. love you guys. maybe someday we’ll actually meet face to face? i fucking hope so, honestly.

to anyone i haven’t thanked or ppl that quietly support or ppl that stay on anon: i love you guys too. you’re all always so sweet and i love you all a lot as well. sorry if i left you off this list - i don’t mean anything by it. i love u guys a lot and just <3333

thank you. for everything.

Qi with a daughter (+uncle Liang, Upa and Samon)

so I was talking with @territorialbitch last night and this happened (also what are babies?)

  • In this au, Qi, Liang and Upa live together in a small apartement
  • So, Qi is having a “normal” day, skipping out on his work as a pharmarcist, when he hears someone at his door. At first he thinks it’s one of the other guys (but they would just let themselves in,right?) And boom it’s a woman, who he after a second regocnizes as a one night  stand from about a year back
  • She’s holding something in her hand and Qi takes a doubletake
  • A..child?
  • She gives it to him, looks him in the eyes and leaves
  • he doesn’t know what to do, he’s in shock,but when the child in his arms squirm, he realizes that he has no idea what to do with a child (hell, he can barely take care of himself) so he calls up Liang and Upa to come home already he’s got a p r o b l e m
  • “What kind of problem?” - Liang, half listening
    “It involves other….living creatures”
    “I see. Did you get into a brawl? did you kill someone?”
    “….I wish this would’ve happened. Would be easier” - Qi, sadly
    “Ah” - Liang, confused
  • Upa makes it home first and practically screams when he sees the child - “WHAT THE FUCK QI WHY IS THIS THING HERE I THOUGHT I WAS THE BABY HERE”
    “I TOLD YOU”
  • Liang just sighs, loudly and exasperated “Can we give it to someone who knows how to take care of one?”
    “This is my child I will n o t”
    “Just an idea”
  • so they just stand around this creature, who’s excitedly babbling and making bubbles with its mouth
  • “We should check its gender.”
    “I suppose”
    “Upa how about you go?”
    “Nah”
    “liang is doing it”
    “honestly fuck you guys”
    “Watch your language”
  • and it’s a girl!
  • “You know who we could call?”
    “Who?”
    “Samon. Maybe he knows?”
    “I hope”
  • so they call him, he listens, surprisingly and promises to see what he can do, but for the night they have to take care of it alone
  • “lets ask google?”
    “Yeah”
  • in the end Upa has to run out to get baby milk
  • the first night goes surprisingly well, the baby falls asleep from tiring itself out and doesn’t wake up until morning - if Qi slept is another story (he listened and checked in on the babies heartbeat to make sure she isn’t dead)
  • Samon surprisingly turns up the next afternoon, completely jetlagged and ready to kill a bitch but once he sees the baby he just goes wideeyed and gooey
  • “It’s so c u t e what did you call it??”
    “She doesn’t have a name yet”
    “What does beautiful mean in Chinese?”
    “….Jiao. Why?”
    “Call her that?”
    “I guess”
  • Samon now is the fourth apartement buddy (”Where should he sleep????” “I’ll sleep on the couch don’t you worry~”) and makes everyone understand how to take care of a child
  •  "no you can not give her that yet she’ll hurt herself” “Please do give her a plastic spoon” “yes milk is good” “OH GOD SHE’S EATING THE PLANTS WHAT KINDA PLANT IS THIS QI”
  • She grows quickly, and is an absolute angel during it, she doesn’t make much trouble and/or noise (they thought she had a problem with speaking until she burst out speaking full sentences: “Why is uncle with the tail not here?” “you mean Samon?” “Yes!” “WAIT JIAO DID YOU JUST SPEAK??” “of course I can speak!”)
  • she’s more of a listener, but really determined when she wants something and it tires Qi out
  • Upa and Liang now share a room so that she could have a room to herself
  • she’s very smart for her age usually and will ask questions that surprise all of them
  • at first, they have no idea what they have to do but Qi runs on google and Samons skype calls and he does a pretty good job, she loves him more than  she could ever say
  • she loves hugs and cuddling up to him, at first he was awkward and stiff about it but then he got used to it
  • Samon is the uncle from another country that comes visting twice a year and is welcomed with open arms
  • Upa takes to toddler her first, he’s seen trying to make her laugh (which isn’t that hard tbh) with grimaces
  • his floating always intruiges her, forever
  • once she’s old enough to understand what he’s doing, she wants him to teach her (and he does)
  • Liang is the one she always told her stories to, and he remebers them all
  • he is a quiet person, but will always talk to her
  • she makes Qi pinky promise that he goes to work and he feels so bad that he actually does and makes a living again
  • she makes up stories whereever she goes and doesn’t let a single thing go unexplained (who needs a tourguide when they have her), the family favourite is the one with the holy water dragon by the bridge
  • when she has a nightmare, she knows that she can always go to her father and he’ll listen and cuddle her
  • She learns how to cook pretty fast and makes good food for everyone (but just do imagine this little girl with green-purple hair standing on a stool stirring aggressively while Qi watches her happily aaaa)
  • (and also do imagine QI giving her herbal tea and a kiss on the head and telling her not to overwork herself ahhhh)
  • Qi lets her mostly do what she wants, he knows she will get everything that she needs to done and won’t hurt herself in any way, they trust each other
  • she turns out to be a motherly person that can and will take care of everyone if she has too but will not hesitate to correct anyone who dares to give her weird looks when they find out she grew up with only men, bc gdi they are amazing parents and probably better then the other persons

((if you can think of anything else, please do add on!!))