but they look so similar and i couldn't not make this

So I’ve rewatched this episode a few times at this point, and each time I noticed new things about this scene. As more pieces fell together, we get a clear picture as to just how brutal Lars’ death was.

And this specific screenshot says it all.

Why? Because LARS IS CLEARLY STILL ALIVE AT THIS MOMENT. (Look at how tense his facial features are. There is no way that Lars could make this face if he was dead right now.)

Why is that important? Look at what happened seconds before, and what happens shortly after.

1) The explosion.
The robanoid had just exploded, and Lars was physically on top of it when it happened. At this point-blank range, and without any sort of protection, Lars was exposed to the full force of the blast. Just imagine being blown up at point-blank. All the fire, all the force, and whatever shrapnel would have been flying around, that’s what Lars was exposed to. AND HE WAS STILL ALIVE TO FEEL ALL OF IT.

2) The impact.
This happens a fraction of a second after this screenshot, but is still well worth noting. When Lars hit the wall, we could clearly hear a definite ‘crack’ noise. Judging by how he hit the wall, he most likely broke not just his neck, but probably his spine and skull, as well as several other bones, like his ribs or his arms. Along with this, there’s also a good chance that some of his organs may have been ruptured, such as his heart or his lungs. (Especially since the edge of the gem hole would likely have somewhat impaled him on impact.)

This is definitely the moment Lars died, as shown by how his face and body goes completely limp afterwards. But it’s still very likely he felt the agony of the impact for the split second before his death.

3) Lars’ scar.
This is probably the most brutal part of all of this.
As first said by the lovely @bedknees , the fact that Lars’ scarred eye was specifically covered by his hair before resurrection makes it very likely that his head was split open in that spot.

And I completely agree with this.

But how could this have happened? Shrapnel.

One of the reasons bombs are so deadly is not just because of the explosion, but also the resulting shrapnel that would be launched in all directions at anything in range. With Lars being at point-blank range of the explosion, he could’ve easily been exposed to this. And that’s exactly what I think happened.

Why? Because Lars’ scar doesn’t just slice through his cheek and forehead like skimming across a rocky surface may do. Lars’ scar also goes over his eyelid, which is shown whenever he blinks after his resurrection.

So how would’ve this gone down?

I think that a piece of the robanoid’s outer layer, probably sheetlike in shape, was shot through Lars’ head in a fraction of a second, cutting through this eye, skull, and brain, and launching out the other side. AND HE WAS STILL ALIVE TO FEEL THIS.(His hair deliberately covers his eye in this screenshot, in this moment where he is still alive, which probably proves this.)


And you can clearly see Lars’ face twisted in AGONY in the fraction of a second prior to his death.


Lars’ death was not a long, drawn out one, but was still a torturous one. To see just how violent and brutal his death was, it shows just how tragic this moment really is.

Bonus: Other possible scenarios

1) The shrapnel could’ve stopped partway into Lars’ skull, ultimately altering his brain function. (Steven’s magic likely wouldn’t be able to heal where the shrapnel would still be in)
(Although I think this is incredibly unlikely, since Lars is shown to act and function in the same way both before and after death. The areas of the brain that would’ve been affected would impair his speech, his perception of the environment, his motor abilities, his judgement, his emotional reactions, and his sense of self. This would result in a vastly different Lars than the one we know.)
(A similar injury has happened in real life; Phineas Gage. I suggest Googling him)
2) If the shrapnel had been much bigger, it would’ve cleanly cut off a large chunk of Lars’ head in a Mortal Kombat style death.

First of all, to you, as someone who presumably does not ship KatsuDeku, I’d like to thank you for coming to my ask box with a calm and respectful question rather than wagging fingers and yelling about how the pairing is disgusting and anyone that ships it is filth; or saying things that people who hate Katsuki and Izuku paired together usually use as an example as to why Katsuki is a pretty terrible person and why they should never be together. So, before I answer your question, i really need to say thank you. 

Without any more delay, let’s delve into this!

And please, just bare with me, I have a point to all this.

Their relationship was indeed abusive growing up, and anyone that can’t see it is either blind, or chooses to be blissfully ignorant. It was a textbook case of bullying, and first I want to say, that by “shipping” the two of them, that I in no way condone treating another human being like absolute dirt.

With that being said, Katsuki is a strange character. Too many see him as nothing but blind rage, anger, and (in my opinion) his most dangerous personality trait, pride. Izuku was a very young boy when Katsuki began bullying him, and our small green son said himself that once Katsuki had gotten his quirk he began to change.

I’m not excusing his behaviour, but Katsuki, as an impressionable child (as most are), with his drive and determination to be the best, was encouraged by absolutely everyone, and denied by no one. They didn’t just whisper that he was meant for greatness, they loudly exclaimed it, shouted it, and ingrained it into his head. He was told that he would be simply amazing because of his quirk, and then izuku, who didn’t have one, matched his fiery spirit all the way, despite HIM being the best.

A childs psyche is easily fucked with. This kid sat there with heavy expectations, and hopes and dreams on his shoulders. He was told he was amazing by everyone, so it must be true right? He treated Izuku badly all because he was quirkless, but no one stopped him from behaving in such a way, despite it being quite obvious as to what he was doing (Katsuki isn’t known for being quiet), so he couldn’t have been doing anything too bad right?

All that pressure, self doubt, fear of failure, insecurity, and self loathing when he couldn’t reach the top comes with those societal expectations and borderline demands. It all builds up inside and it’s been showing in the recent chapters. His treatment of Izuku… I don’t think Katsuki is as apathetic to Izuku’s suffering as he lets on. Katsuki’s anxiety about his own abilities was never Izuku’s fault, but he saw him as a hurdle to climb over, simply because he unknowingly regarded him as someone who was on par with him, quirk or no. Izuku always met him every step of the way in exuberance, dedication, perseverance despite not being as “amazing” as he is, and infuriatingly enough, beat him when it came to bravery.

If Izuku really was no more than a pebble to him, Katsuki wouldn’t have cared so much about building himself up in comparison, and would have simply dismissed him as another side character, but that doesn’t seem to be the case.

Izuku endured years of bullying, both emotional and physical mistreatment from Katsuki, yet this blindingly upbeat, and downright Heroic boy has this amazing gift to see the good there is in a person. He can read a person, and see their pain, and tries to obliterate it with his words. As an example, for Shouto, Izuku saw that he was suffering, and used the only power he had from the start to try and save him; the power of speech and his belief in peoples inner strength (or something equally as MC protag-ish). I think that’s what he’s been trying to do with Katsuki from the start. I personally believe that Katsuki perhaps knows that, and sees Izuku pointing out these things to him, or admiring them, as him dragging out and mocking what he sees as weakness in himself. Not that ‘being amazing’ is a weakness, but the fact that Izuku sees him, like his front of fury is so transparent that he could stick his hand through his chest, is like he’s being made out to be a fool. Heros are supposed to be strong, show no fear, and unquestionably courageous. Izuku has beat him in every respect as Katsuki sees it now, yet Izuku’s still there, praising him, and ‘making fun of him’. Katsuki has never needed any real encouragement, as he’s always been at the top. It was just expected respects and due praise to him. He probably has no idea what it means to have someone really believe in him. He was supposed to be the one to make it big, yet there’s “Deku”, crushing not just his dreams, but making the voices of everyone around him, and the whispers of the adults of his past louder and louder, reiterating that he is meant to be something.

SO, ENOUGH ABOUT KATSUKI—

I just had to explain where I was coming from to make my point here, forgive me.

So Katsuki, as fucked up, and down right foul as he can be, isn’t completely to blame for becoming what he is. Again, I’m not excusing him, but I’m saying that Izuku can see that. Izuku isn’t blind to it, at least not completely, because if I was that kid I woulda’ changed schools a long time ago, but this strong green bean has thought about it- said it to himself- and even said it to atsuki’s face (kind of) that he’s a fucking asshole. Izuku has even gone so far as to think about how he hates the guy.

I completely understand where you’re coming from anon.

I really, really do.

I was also bullied really bad by a few people, but two of them, who were incidentally two of the worst by a long shot, are now some very good friends to me. The only thing I can say about that is… people change. They just… grew up.

I’m not saying that everyone needs to go out there and confront their bullies, or people who harassed them, because not all people can make peace with who they were in the past, or perhaps never learned to function a different way, but it happens. You don’t need to gain any closure with a past tormentor, and you are allowed to live your life without sparing them another thought. That is 100000% a-okay. But so is forgiving people, and helping them down a better road to becoming a significantly kinder person. People are allowed to forgive as well as cast away, and this is something I have become very intimate with given my “family” situation. I completely understand that some just can not be forgiven, not ever… but in light of those who are undeserving, I’ve learned and become aware of who is forgivable. Katsuki wasn’t so bad as to not be forgiven and perhaps be given a chance.

We always forget that children can be so cruel. They can be kind, but they don’t even know who they are yet. They can’t make executive decisions concerning some basic life choices. We can’t expect them to understand what they’re doing wrong all the time. Hell, even as adults, humans are constantly learning and shaping themselves to their environment and the people around them.

One of my bullies, they were especially crude and mean to me because they “liked me”. Now they’ve admitted that it was not the way to approach things, and they’re deeply sorry for the ways they acted in high school. They made my life hell for the few months of grade eight all those years ago. I was on the rugby team with him as well, and he and his friends, who i had to play with, would be especially rough with me. It was fine, I thought. I was capable of handling it. We’ve talked about how the stigma and influence of his father and “friends” drove him to act in those ways. How the “boys will be boys” and “Boys pick on girls if they like them” thing was ingrained in his head. It was so influential and potent in his thought process that he thought that me fighting back only meant I liked him too- and drove him to do it even more.

The second of one of my worst bullies was a girl who also went along with the crowd, but now knows that she was a tyrannical queen bee. She had a lot of insecurities, as most bullies often do, and her mother was always on her about being a perfect woman, which now we’ve bonded over due to our similar circumstances. She knows what she did was wrong, and despises what she was in the past. We found eachother again when we volunteered as sort of ‘big sisters’ to teen girls, and did occasional groups with them as well. She knows she did a lot of bad, but hopes to make up for it now that she’s realized her grave mistakes. She’s since broken up with a lot of the “friends” who were just as toxic in high school, and surrounds herself with body-positive, loving people, and i couldn’t be happier to talk to her, and be friends with who she is today, and accept all her past faults and misconducts.

Now, i’m not trying to project my own circumstances here, because I definitely don’t want to see a few bullies I had in school, but I also broke one of their noses, and drop kicked another, so I feel like i got a bit of payback.

What I’m trying to say here,bottom line, with out all the gabbing, is that people can change. I’m not telling you, or talking down to you like I don’t think you know that, but I’m saying it as a generalization for my conclusion here (and for those who are very adamant that a bad person is permanently a douche canoe).

I don’t believe people are inherently bad. Although a person’s experiences and environment can shape the way they see the world, and how they put themselves forth in it, they can improve themselves. As adults, young adults, and perhaps growing teens who are beyond their years, we can look back and take into consideration that everyone’s issues are at play, and acknowledge that it isn’t always a black and white situation. No one is perfect, but we can strive for it as best as we can.

The majority of KatsuDeku shippers focus on Katsuki making amends, and growing past whatever beastly guise he buried “who he really is” under. I think I speak for most of the KatsuDeku shippers when I say we only want Izuku to get through to him, and for Katsuki to recognize himself, his wrongdoings, and fucking apologize. Most fics are all about redemption, or placed in a setting where it’s already happened. I mean, yes, there’s darker fics, every pairing has those, and it may just seem a little more intense given their past with each other, but really, with KatsuDeku…. I get the feeling a lot of us just really want that witty romcom pairing where they kind of piss each other off, but come together to save the world in the end kinda deal. If it was 2005 or something, we could be having this conversation about Naruto and Sasuke or something, who beat the ever loving shit out of each other, yet still had this deep rooted connected between them (that usually translated to each other through fists and screams, like jesus christ LOL).

Katsuki is also filled with passion and drive, and I think he’s more than a little above average on the attractive meter, so there are those fics where it’s purely them, realizing they can rock each other’s world…

BUT-

I think we all see Katsuki’s insecurity, and want Izuku to continue to try and ease it- but we also don’t want him to be walked all over. We know Katsuki is a nugget of dickcheese. But this kid has also been publicly humiliated in the sports festival, beaten at every aspect of who he is- or what he was suppose to be, taunted and berated by his teachers and peers (which has never been happened before), captured and made to feel helpless, denied of even getting a hero’s training license (so failing at the bare minimum of what he should be doing), and Izuku can understand those feelings more than anyone else i’m sure. Izuku is a fucking VIP in those departments, or at least he was in the past. Katsuki is experiencing what Izuku has gone through, though in different aspects and situations, and Izuku could probably relate on eleven personal levels.

Katsuki and Izuku have history, and share a lot more in common than either of them would like to admit. They arguably have one of the deepest and most complex relationships in the series, and there’s so much more to them than “the bully and the victim.” They share pain and experiences, and though Izuku’s was majorly inflicted by Katsuki, he’s a big enough person to work past that, and be there if Katsuki so happens to work past his own issues. Izuku’s a strong willed motherfucker, and he’s the only thing that Katsuki Bakugou has never truly broken. If Katsuki could see that, and how despite himself, he’s used Izuku as his strength and drive to keep going, they could be unstoppable side by side.

I’d like to see what they could possibly be if Katsuki can manage grow as a person, which he is slowly, but steadily accomplishing. We just want Katsuki to say he’s fucking sorry, and listen to Izuku instead of getting his programmed prejudices, persistent, and intrusive, selfish desires, his need to excel, and pride in the way.

Izuku is strong, and more than capable of taking care of himself now. He’s made it clear he’s done being bullied, and is more than happy to go head to head with Katsuki to be his equal, though it’s kind of clear Katsuki may have seen him as such from the beginning. Still, he’s always reaching out to Katsuki, trying to raise him up despite his aversion to receiving support, and his determination to be on his own- and be number one. That’s the kind of strength one can only muster if they really care about someone I think.

With all that being said, you also asked me why i saw this relationship as healthy. Their current relationship… is not exactly healthy, but more dysfunctional than anything. There isn’t anything “healthy” about their past relationship at all, but now, I think Izuku is capable of pulling his weight. Some good rivalry never hurt anyone in these sorts of animes. This is also fiction. What I see as alright in fictional relationships does not reflect what I think is alright for a real relationship. There needs to be a firm line between fictional relationships and real relationships. Some are easier to establish than others, and it varies in difficulty from person to person.

If I saw two people interacting as Izuku and Katsuki do now, while knowing about their strength and how they butt heads on fairly equal grounds, I probably wouldn’t interfere. People are allowed to fight. People are allowed to argue, but hey, they’re pretty much on equal fighting terms.

If I saw them interacting like they did in middle school, I would be on that so fast, their heads would spin.

Perhaps I’m a bit desensitized or jaded when it comes to subjects like these simply because I’ve experienced some pretty extreme forms of abuse… but when I think of KatsuDeku, I can only hope for the best. KatsuDeku is easy for me to establish as fictional, and even if it wasn’t, where both the boys are now, I think they can handle each other. Their relationship isn’t so abusive currently that red flags start to fly.

Ever heard of Killing Stalking? Red flags there for me personally. Now, that shit straight up (and I don’t use this word lightly because some people just over use it to the point of giving it no meaning and now it’s just a joke to me) triggered me, because before I knew it, I was crying all over myself and having a panic attack, and flash backs, and all that lovely stuff. But it’s fiction. I recognized it as such, and acknowledged that people are allowed to like it, and read it it, draw it, ship it, w/e they want, because chances are they’re aware that this isn’t how a regular couple should function. This isn’t me saying “It’s not bad enough abuse for me to dislike it, because look what it COULD BE” when it comes to our aspiring heros, it’s just…. Izuku isn’t some helpless little kid, and I very much want him to prove that. He’s not a victim anymore.

KatsuDeku isn’t the best of relationships right now, but it’s certainly not the worst, and has a lot of potential to grow and shape into something. Canonly; more than likely they’ll just become friends, because everything is very hetero-normative in japan, though there’s room for a lot more than friendship. They’ve exposed themselves on so many levels that I think they would be even closer because of their past. Concerning fan works; a shit ton of material to play off of here. A pretty interesting date or two lies in store there, lol.

I’m sorry if I didn’t correctly answer your question, or if I made no sense, or rambled, or left things out that were in my thoughts and didn’t quite make it into my… lengthy response here. If I ever came off rude up there, that was not my intention, and was just trying to explain!

Thank you for your question! My sympathies to your past bullying experience, and i’m glad you no longer have to deal with that ;A;

If i wasn’t clear on anything, or should clarify, don’t hesitate to ask!

Have a lovely day!

Clark Kent - “I just couldn't be alone tonight”

A/N: Just a little something that came to me in the middle of the night whilst half asleep. What could happen when Clark’s significant other finds out he’s Superman.

You’d been dating Clark Kent for about 6 months now after meeting at the Daily Planet where you wrote an entertainment column. Clark loved your writing, but most of all loved the fact that it didn’t take you to any of the dangerous places he and the other journalists would sometimes get sent.

While you’d been taking the relationship slowly, things were starting to feel serious. You’d never spent a night together, but you knew Clark would do anything for you. In fact you’d become the ‘it’ couple at the paper.

The fact that you’d never spent the tonight together made it all the more worrying when Clark appeared on your doorstep at 11 at night, frantically hoping he wasn’t going to wake you.

“Clark?” you asked sleepily, opening your door.

“I’m so sorry, yn, I just couldn’t be alone tonight.”

You stepped aside and let him wander into your apartment. He was so exhausted, not at all how he normally seemed. Around you, he was always upbeat, his whole face radiating life and joy. At work he was serious, yet confident and sure. Now he looked defeated.

“Tea?” you asked heading to the kitchen, not sure what else to do with your boyfriend at this point.

“Yeah, thanks,” he responded, trailing after you and slouching against the worktop.

“Clark, what’s wrong?”

He looked up at you, brows pulled seriously together.

“You ever have a moment, where you’re trying to do the right thing, and so sure you’re doing everything you can to help but the whole world seems to be pushing back? You’re doing everything in your power to be good and righteous and everyone tells you you’re wrong. That you’ll never be good. Like yourself isn’t enough?” he cocked his head to the side, eyes still on you waiting for a response.

“I get the world not seeming to work in your favour, but how could anyone not see the good in you? You’re so sweet and kind.”

Clark opened and closed his mouth, clearly debating with himself what he should tell you, before deciding on, “if I tell you my greatest secret, do you promise you won’t treat me any differently?”

“Clark, you’re scaring me,” you said, ignoring the hissing of the boiled kettle behind you. “Of course I won’t treat you differently, as long as you don’t me.”

He bowed his head and removed his glasses, pinching the bridge of his nose before slowly looking back up at you.

“I’m Superman,” he said, not quite making eye contact.

You stepped closer to him. Reaching out a hand you tilted his head up until his eyes met yours. They were tinged with worry and sadness.

“Oh Clark,” you sighed out, before pulling him in to rest his head on your shoulder. “Whatever else you may be, you’re still my boyfriend and a good man. I’ve never once heard of Superman doing anything but the right thing, and saving lives. Anyone who says otherwise is a prejudiced fear monger.”

“You still like me?” he asked moving away slightly.

“Of course I do. I’m not gonna lie, I’ve noticed the similarities between you and Superman before. I mean, you’re my boyfriend, and our paper prints plenty of pictures of the other guy. Part of me didn’t believe you could be, the other part of me knew if it was true you’d tell me in time.”

“But, all this power, you’re not scared?”

“In what world would I ever be scared of you? Just because you’ve now told me, it doesn’t somehow make you a different person. You’re still Clark Kent, and I still love you,” you gently placed your hands either side of his face. “You’d never hurt me,” you whispered, lightly brushing your lips over his.

He lifted his hands to your back, holding you close and briefly deepened the kiss.

“So, do think I could stay the night?” he half smiled, the exhaustion on his face now tinged with relief.

“Of course,” you smiled back, taking his hand and forgetting all about the half made tea.

third year captain tsukki???
  • jersey #1
  • when ennoshita announced tsukki to be the new captain, nobody had opposed
  • even kageyama agreed that tsukki was the best choice after seeing him lead blocks since the shiratorizawa match and also other plays in their second year
  • everyone was excited because they want to see what the literal saltshaker will do to raise team morale and encourage team spirit
  • he will be the type of captain that is super logical and speak solely of facts and truths that he can see for himself
  • this made his pre-game speech/catchphrase (its “if i’ve seen us ace it so many times during practices, then we can do it again here”) so much more reassuring 
  • whenerver he compliments a kouhai, said kouhai develops a crush on tsukki because how can anyone not when someone as stoick as tsukki looks you in the eye and compliments you sincerely
  • can bring up the team’s confidence just by saying things like “nice serve” or “nice toss” because they know there is no sugarcoating
  • calls out kageyama whenever his tosses starts being too king-like (because that tends to happen whenever kags is exhausted and/or anxious) and calms him down with a snarky remark
  • “king, watch your tosses” “what???” “this is not middle school alright” “sorry i wi-” “i have been blessed. the king have bestowed onto me his holy apology. i can now spike with the strength of a lion an-” “shut up tsukki” “don’t call me that”
  • he will become a captain that is similar to both kuroo and oikawa
  • his scheming-captain abilities are apparent since all he is thinking about during matches is how to subtly pressure his opponents into making their own mistakes
  • kuroo being a huge dorky boyfriendsenpai when he finds out about tsukki’s captaincy and keeps going on about how tsukki learnt from the best (aka him)
  • but tsukki says that he oikawa’s captaincy is his ideal style and that he learn from observing oikawa back in his first year
  • it’s not exactly a lie since he really does aspire to be a captain loved and looked up to by his teammates that can easily scare his opponents
  • and just like oikawa, he knows when and where to use his team’s plays so that it will be the most useful against opponents
  • is now known as the clever blocker among the prefecture and setters are always trying new plays to trick his blocking
  • can stop his rowdy juniors’ and kagehina’s antics with just one look
  • tbh, he can easily scare his kouhais with his smirks and he is delighted about it
  • arranging combined training camps with date tech and seijou (held at seijou because damn that school is huge) because tsukki, koganegawa, and kunimi (the respective captains) still remained in contact
  • karasuno still attends the tokyo training camp in the summer and many younger blockers goes to him for blocking tips
  • arranging practice matches with his brother’s neighbourhood team because he thinks it is good practice for karasuno
  • despite him putting on a scary front, he is still easily bullied (especially by the other third years) into treating the team dinner once in a while
  • also not afraid to call out on any kagehina pda during practice
  • “shrimpy stop eye-fucking our sweet tobio in front of innocent tadashi” “yamaguchi is doing it to yachi too and you’re just jealous because kuro-” *hinata gets hit in the face by a ball*
  • and yams “accidentally” missed his serve and hit hinata twice. yachi smirks. 


third year first years: part 1 | part 2 | service-specialist!yams

anonymous asked:

Hi! I was wondering if you could do a post about the parallels between the fire nation royal family and the SWT chief's family. Obviously I have some thoughts but I couldn't really formulate them well. I think it would be interesting to consider the similarities between the two families but also the contrasts

I understand completely why it’s difficult to articulate, because while all four family members have counterparts in the opposite nation, there are as many contrasts as there are comparisons, and subversions of what we might think is a parallel, but isn’t.

Ozai and Hakoda. Ozai rules over his family with an iron fist. He demands respect and longs for total control over everything and everyone in sight. His lust for power consumes him and leaves his family twisted and shattered.

Hakoda is the diametric opposite. Although Water Tribe culture could have led Hakoda to assert authority over his family as the head of his house, he didn’t; instead, he listens to and is proud of Sokka’s ideas, and lets Katara yell at him (quite disrespectfully, I might add) in order to release her pent-up emotions. While Ozai rules through fear, Hakoda commands his warriors through respect. Where Ozai is manipulative, Hakoda is cunning with inventions. And while his family quite easily could have been shattered by Kya’s death, Hakoda’s love for his children and their love for each other kept them united.

Ursa and Kya. These two are the most similar, and occupy virtually the same place in the story and their respective families. They are strong and determined mothers who sacrifice themselves to save their children from harm. After they’re gone, the children who look up to them the most have a difficult time dealing with their loss, and their families suffer greatly. It is important to note that this applies to the A:TLA TV show only, and not the comics. You can’t make the claim that Ursa “sacrificed” for Zuko if she spent all the intervening years in deliberate obliviousness to the suffering around her, living the life she’s always wanted to with the man of her dreams!

 Pardon me while I take a moment to let off some steam.

Anyway.

Azula and Sokka.

“But wait a minute, Araeph! Zuko is the older brother, so shouldn’t Zuko and Sokka be paralleled?”

Zuko and Sokka do have similar experiences throughout the show; however, they are not true parallels. Azula is the coldly logical (and yet creatively crafty) one of her family. Sokka is the strategist of the GAang, and the one who can see clearly past Azula’s strategic manipulation (if not her emotional one).  Sokka and Azula are also the ones with the most responsibility thrust on their shoulders, as Sokka feels pressure to be the “man of the house”, especially with his father away at war. Meanwhile, Azula faces so much stress for being the only child Ozai considers competent and the heir apparent to the Fire Nation that she develops an insidious strain of perfectionism that eventually tilts her world upside down. However, while Azula’s response to her father’s abuse is to regiment her firebending so that not even a hair gets out of place, Sokka absorbs his father’s ideas and praise like a sponge and gets the chance to stretch his creativity on pursuits other than warfare. As the privileged firstborn son, Sokka could have refused to listen to Katara and Suki or used his position in the tribe to try to gain more power, but he didn’t. He made a conscious choice to become a better person throughout the series, while Azula, despite her exceptional skills, never grew in such a way.

Zuko and Katara. Katara is the person who wields her emotions like a weapon, determined not to let anything stand in her way. Zuko is the same: he goes where his emotions tell him to, regardless of whether it’s the wisest course or whether it affects his personal safety. Both of them are very practical when the need arises but can be blown off course by an event that evokes their childhood trauma or their current state of cultural oppression (Katara) or abuse (Zuko). They are capable of enormous acts of kindness, but they also take their anger out on safe targets—not people with less power, but people who will see them at their worst and accept it (Sokka, Hakoda, Iroh, each other). Katara is the mighty bender of the SWT family, but her fighting style mirrors Zuko’s much more than it does Azula’s. Zuko’s bending is characterized by drive and determination, and one look at Katara trying to freeze the firebenders in Episode 2 alongside Zuko’s duel with Zhao in Episode 3 shows just how similar these two are. But since both of them began their journeys on opposite sides of the war, their challenges are different: Katara has to fight for the rights that she deserves, while Zuko needs to learn that he doesn’t have the right to be spoiled and have everyone bow to him just because of his lineage. Still, they’re alike in one more important way: they successfully learn to see the “enemy” as an ally, even a friend, and despite their childhood experiences or conditioning, they are both willing to embrace an element of change.

anonymous asked:

Jason: "Why couldn't Wonder Woman have adopted me instead?"

HI I WROTE A THING

Cor Et Cerebrum universe bc why not and also I don’t have to do a ton of legwork to get Bruce and Jason to talk.

Gen!Fic
Fluffish
Some language

Jason Todd has been moping around the manor for five weeks when Bruce has finally, finally had enough. He likes having him there, he really does, and most of the time it works out just fine.

Except Jason has picked up the awful, grating habit of muttering, “Why couldn’t Wonder Woman have adopted me instead?” every single time he’s even mildly annoyed. In his defense, Bruce visibly flinched the first time Jason said it, half-joking, and he’s been throwing it around since then probably in hopes of getting a similar reaction which Bruce will not give him the satisfaction of seeing.

Jason is pretty fond of his new catchphrase and the week that Bruce reaches his limit is the same week Jason makes sure he overhears it while Jason is talking to Alfred, Damian, Tim, Dev, and Dick, in that order. The final straw is when he’s sitting on the floor in the study while Bruce works at the desk, and Jason puts his book down to ruffle Titus’ ears and without provocation says it to the dog.

“You’re a good boy,” he says to the drooling face, the dog’s whole body shaking in excitement. “I never had a dog. Why couldn’t Wonder Woman have adopted me instead? She’d let me have a dog.”

Bruce slams the folder in front of him shut and Jason waits for the shout or the tense reassurance that Jason could, in fact, procure a dog if he so desired.

But instead Bruce picks up his cell phone.

“Diana,” he says after a moment. “I have a problem.”

Jason stops petting Titus to listen and Bruce stands and leaves the room.

“Get a bag,” Bruce says stiffly when he returns, Jason still sitting and too shell-shocked to move. “Now.”

And if Bruce is going to take it to the next level, Jason is going to match him step for effing step. He throws stuff in a duffel upstairs and stomps back down toward the front, where he finds Bruce waiting.

“Hurry up,” Bruce says. “She’ll be here soon.”

Jason follows him to the end of the lane where Bruce takes the duffel bag and motions for him to sit down on it. Bewildered, amused, angry, and still silent, Jason complies.

Bruce pulls something out of his pocket and then crouches and safety pins a piece of paper to Jason’s shirt.

“Ow,” Jason mutters, even though the pin didn’t actually prick him.

“Sorry,” Bruce says, and Jason feels a touch of guilt but doesn’t fess up. “We’ll miss you. Have fun.”

And then Bruce leaves.

A few minutes later, a car turns into the drive and stops. The window rolls down and Dev looks at him. Tim is in the passenger seat on the far side, with wide eyes, sipping something orange through a plastic straw.

“Mate,” Dev says, leaning out the window to look around a bit.

“Yep,” Jason says.

The note on his chest says UNACCOMPANIED MINOR. GUARDIAN: DIANA PRINCE.

Jason isn’t a minor but he’ll let this detail slide for now.

“I’m calling his bluff,” Jason says, and Tim snorts.

“Bloody hell,” Dev grumbles and rolls up the window and drives toward the manor.

Another few minutes go by, slow in the early fall afternoon, and then there’s a soft whoosh and Wonder Woman lands on her booted feet in front of him. For all his bravado, he hasn’t actually spent all that much time in front of her, and if he’s honest, she still intimidates him far more than Clark ever does. He forces himself to give her what he hopes is a cheeky grin.

“Hiya,” he says. “Guess you’re the new mom.”

“Your father conveyed such wishes,” she replies solemnly.

She looks up and Jason turns at the sound of footsteps approaching across the fine gravel. It’s Bruce again, this time with a mug in his hand. He raises it to Diana slightly in greeting.

“He is certain?” Diana asks and Jason is starting to feel a little nervous. She sounds so serious.

“Ask him,” Bruce says, with a shrug. He stops and puts one hand in his pocket while he sips the coffee. “He’s been talking about it for months.”

“Are you certain?” Diana asks Jason and Jason is still unwilling to back down. At some point, one of them has to break and either admit it’s a huge farce or beg him to change his mind.

“Yep,” Jason says. “So, whaddaya say we get the frick outta here?”

“I have always wanted a son,” she says, now beaming. “I always thought it unlikely to find one that agreed to the terms of Themyscira.”

“You’ve found him,” Jason says, giving Bruce a slightly alarmed look. He was not made aware of terms.

“Do not trouble yourself,” Diana says, seeing his expression. “Castration is a brave but noble undertaking to dwell among my women. And we are not barbarians. You will be permitted to be sedated for the procedure if you desire it. There is no shame.”

Jason feels the blood rush to his cheeks and then immediately drain from his head.

“The–” is all he gets out. The world around him has gone fuzzy, wrapped in gauze and protected from sound.

He does not hear or see Bruce sputter into his coffee.

But he does turn to look at Bruce after and mistakes the attempt at Bruce’s self-recovery for a dark scowl.

So, Jason figures he brought this on himself.

“Shall we go?” Diana asks.

“I…” Jason looks dumbly down at the note on his chest and tears it off with a frown. “I think I’ll stay,” he says faintly.

“That is unfortunate but understandable. I have reason to believe your current family holds great affection for you,” Diana says kindly.

“Sorry to waste your time,” Bruce says, as Jason climbs to his feet and says a hasty goodbye. The boy goes up into the manor and disappears inside.

“How did I do?” Diana asks, smiling at Bruce.

“Fine,” he says, scant on praise as usual. “The castration bit was a little over the top, don’t you think?”

“It was very effective,” Diana retorts. And Bruce can’t argue with that.

“Thanks again,” Bruce says. “I’m going to go do damage control.”

“It was my pleasure,” Diana says before flying away. Bruce watches her go and then turns back to the house. When he goes inside, Jason is sitting on the steps in the foyer with a defiant glare.

“I wish the Kents had adopted me,” he snaps before Bruce can speak. “They’d never do something like this.”

Bruce opens his mouth and for a long moment, is frozen, but then he laughs and holds out an arm. Jason is still sulking, pretty convincingly for someone wearing combat boots and almost as tall as Bruce.

He steps right into the hug with his arms stiff at his sides and his chin dipped down. Bruce squeezes him, an arm firm around Jason’s shoulders.

“You didn’t really think I’d let her take you, did you?” he asks.

Jason grumbles something indistinct and shakes his head.

“You know she was joking, right?”

“Fuck me,” Jason mutters in disgust and relief at once. “I’m never gonna be able to even look at her again.”

“Give it a few months,” Bruce says. “You’ll survive. And maybe stop throwing your dad out with the bathwater every time I turn around.”

“Are you calling yourself a baby?” Jason asks without looking up, but Bruce can hear the grin in Jason’s voice.

“Maybe. Maybe I’m sensitive.”

Jason barks a laugh against Bruce’s shoulder and steps back.

“Deal,” he says.

“Crap,” Tim says from the top of the stairs. They both look up to where Tim and Damian both have armfuls of books and action figures from Jason’s room.

“Put those back,” Jason orders sharply, already hurrying toward the stairs. “Now, you miscreants.”

“Why did you permit a return policy, Father?” Damian asks, stepping back and tightening his grip. Tim has already fled and abandoned him there. Damian wastes no more time in following and Jason’s heavy boots sound out as he storms down the hall. There are outraged shouts and a scream a moment later.

“Change of heart, sir?” Alfred asks calmly, walking by with a tray of tea things.

“Something like that,” Bruce says, still looking up the stairs and trying to decide if it’s worth intervening. There’s another yell and he decides they’ll come for help if they need it.

Probably.

Maybe.

There’s a loud crash.

He shakes his head and goes upstairs.

“I knew she wasn’t serious,” he mutters to himself when there’s another crash. “Why didn’t I go with her?”

4

Heathilton/the Schuylers (feat. Martha Laurens as Veronica)

I was originally going to make Theodosia (II) Veronica, but then I did a little research on Martha (John Laurens’ sister) and she just fit the role so much better. This girl seriously needs way more love. Plus, she’s the same generation as the Schuyler Sisters, which makes the rest of the casting a lot less complicated. I tried to make her look similar to John without basically turning her into a genderbent version of him, hopefully it was successful.

anonymous asked:

Dear Koryos: Can you imagine a universe wherein bats have become the ancestors of some kind of Highly Intelligent Life Form (not necessarily humanlike intelligence, but something as different from today-bats as humans are different from Ancient Primate Ancestor)? I originally just was thinking about what kind of Cultural Norms such beings would have, but then I realized I couldn't really imagine anything except bat-shaped things that more or less thought like humans.

I’ve sat on this question a while because it’s such an interesting one to me. The biggest issue here is that you’d have to specify which bats you’re making your theoretical ancient ancestor, because there’s such a vast diversity of behavior within the group. A vampire bat would be different from a sac-winged bat would be different from a hoary bat would be different from a flying fox ancestor, is what I’m saying. Any social or behavioral organization paradigm that you can think of, there’s a bat that has it.

So to think about what a sapient bat would look like, we first need to assess the intelligence and behavior of possible ancestral bats. And here I’m gonna stick a readmore, because this gets looooong.

Keep reading

trishaloach  asked:

Hi, I looked on Wattpad, but I couldn't easily find any Captive Prince Fanfics. Do you have any that you would recommend? Thank you!

BOY HOWDY DO I.

Ive read a lot of fic and find it all on Ao3 but im gonna rec some of my faves! (and theres no way this is all my faves. I’ll only do a few for each sort of verse as to not overwhelm.  we’d be here for days. its the faves that come to mind first i guess. and ill just include completed works in case WIPs arent you’re thing)

Cannon Verse
Kings Ruling by NoBaggage
Takes place after the events of Kings Rising and The Summer Palace. Damen worries about a specific threat to the unification of their kingdoms; the problem of an heir.

Anything For You by DisraeliGears
Laurent will do anything for Damen. Including make friends with Nikandros…if he must.The story of Nikandros and Laurent’s friendship.

Yours, As am I by toewsyourheart
“How did you sleep?” Damen asked.“Kiss me a proper good morning, and I’ll tell you,” Laurent said, ever the conspirator, even upon waking. He could negotiate his way through the brick walls of an impenetrable fortress without breaking a sweat, Damen thought, fondly.“It’s too early for bartering,” Damen replied with a similar sentiment, unable to hide his happiness: Laurent wished to be kissed first thing. “I’ll kiss you good morning for free.” 

Cannon Au
One the Other by Ruby Wednesday 
Marlas goes badly for Damen. He goes back to Ios with Laurent as his reluctant ward.
aka an AU where Laurent grows up in Akielos

No Rush by Blacktofade
Laurent is eleven when he’s introduced by his brother to Prince Damianos 

Dear Aledosia by wendlaa
“Oh,” Laurent finds himself saying. Damianos has excused himself from his conversation, and has begun to make his way through the crowd. Here stand the Princes of Vere, after all. The ethereal Veretian Prince brothers. Laurent lifts his eyes towards the ceiling, arching his brows. “Heavens,” he says, voice tight.Auguste chuckles. “You have a minute head start.”Laurent ducks away.

Capture Every Minute by angryspaceravenclaw
Damianos of Akielos is heading to Vere in hopes to secure an alliance in the face of civil unrest in Akielos, at the hands of his brother. Although uncertain about the king, Damen hopes to gain favour with the crowned prince, Auguste. What he doesn’t expect is the attention of the younger prince, Laurent, who plays his cards close to his chest. Though Damen tries to stay focused on the task at hand, he finds it difficult when his heart threatens to beat out of his chest at every quirk of the younger prince’s smile.

Bright as Lightening by blacktofade
Laurent, Prince of Vere, has always been promised to Damianos, Prince of Akielos.

All this and Heaven Too by onekingdomonce
“Forgive me,” Damianos said. “If you could perhaps- elaborate?”Laurent passed a hand over his face. It appeared that Damianos was incapable of picking up on subtly, and needed to be handled with the most straightforward approach. Very well.
“I have never,” Laurent said plainly. “And I would like to make my own judgments on the supposed delights, preferably before I leave Akielos.”

Modern AU (This is the one im trying not to go to crazy with. ive been on a kick lately so)

A Perfect Commotion by Ruby Wednesday
Laurent needs this job. Not in the I need to put food on the table and a roof over my head kind of way. He’s got a generous inheritance, thank you very much. No, he needs this job to prove he is a functioning adult who did not waste his late mother’s money on an expensive education. He can be normal, whatever that is.Laurent needs this job and it feels like his last chance so he tells a little lie to help himself get ahead.Then along comes Damen.

Astronomy in Reverse by casscaixn
“Ah,” he begins delicately. Laurent narrows his eyes and straightens himself, ignoring Hamlet’s distressed whimpers at the loss of Laurent’s fingers in his fur. Damen knows the feeling, a little too well. “What are you—wearing?”
“It was pajama day,” Laurent says, and at his tone one might be tempted to think he was reciting Shakespeare, or something else of wild importance. He glowers at Damen’s repressed laugh, and hangs his bag on the hook on the wall, next to Damen’s own, half-empty briefcase. “And Vannes thought it would be a good idea to do arts and crafts, because no one would be wearing expensive clothing.”

Measure in Love by Dawnofthursday 
Following the public announcement of their relationship, and amid growing tensions between Vere and Akielos, Damen and Laurent fall in love.This is a story told in five parts, through the seasons.

Catalyst by niniblack
In which Damen makes a drunken bet that he can get into Laurent’s pants before winter break, and doesn’t expect to fall in love along the way.

Turning in to Black by derogatory
His whole body sings with it, the thrill of Jord pressed flush against him. He claws long angry lines along his back and it’s all he can manage from not shouting already, demanding, Fix this, fix me, and shoves him against the mattress with more force than is probably necessary.
*This is Aimeric/Jord 

OK SO theres some. It ranges from one-shots to thirty+ chapter epics so hopefully something you’ll find interesting! This is by no means all my faves so if theres something specific you’re looking for i live for fanfic and im here for you. Also, most of these authors have other fics you should check out AND some of these are parts of series that are also great.

rainbowninicono  asked:

Im sorry for askking you 2 times in a row i feel like a creep but i couldn't resist so can i have a scenario where bakugou's female mate gets taken away from him you can chose which rank they are in

It’s no problem! I love angst uwu. Thank you for the request! I made Bakugo an Alpha and his s/o an omega, because I just feel like that bond is so much stronger. And there would be more consequences due to separation. Also first scenario!~


She was gone. 

His mate, his omega. 

If that handsy-looking motherfucker did anything remotely related to coming close to her, he was going to rip him to pieces. 

No, he was going to rip him to pieces anyway. 

But Bakugo was locked up in the back of a van by the teachers of UA. They knew what he was capable of, and they locked him up even before telling him what had happened to you, aware of the consequences of not being prepared for his reaction. 

All he could do was scream, cry for his omega; he needed her more than life itself. The separation between an alpha and an omega was truly saddening, heartbreaking and potentially dangerous. Every omega within a mile radius could hear his cries, acknowledging it as an alpha without his mate. 

Bakugo could do nothing but cry, wail as explosions never ceased within the cuffs that covered his hands. His forearms began to throb, but he didn’t care. He needed to show everyone that you were his. Needed to give that crumbling-fucktard a fucking lesson as to whose omega he’s fucking with. She was his and his alone. No other bitch alpha could even look at her. He needs to take her, make sure she’s completely covered in his essence, his scent, inside and out. 

God, he was going to fucking kill this dude. 

Bakugo could only imagine the things he could be doing to her. It made his skin crawl. He could feel a pain in his stomach at the thought of being away from her any longer. All he could see was the dark insides of this tin can of a fucking car! He had to go claim his mate! Show her that her alpha is him. 

At the verge of insanity, the doors opened, revealing the bright street lamps of where they had been parked. It’s night time already? How long has he been in here? But that’s when he heard her cries. 

Her trembling form was in front of him, a blanket enveloping her shoulders as Aizawa escorted her to where Bakugo was situated. She was distressed at seeing Bakugo in such a state, all bound up, and smelling the strong pheromones of loss and desperation at being away from his mate lingering in the air. She shook Aizawa’s hand off of her shoulder, running to him as fast as she could. 

Bakugo’s heart was in his throat. She’s okay. She’s home now. 

His body had relaxed in the chains, tears dripping down his cheeks as the pain subsides with every stride she took to be with him. She must have been feeling similar symptoms in their time apart, if not worse, her protector not being there to surround her in his scent. 

When she climbed into the van, he woke back up from his haze, her omega scent soothing his rage temporarily. He had to touch her. Make sure that fucktard didn’t leave one bit of his scent on her. 

She was crying too, as he could see, as she fumbled with the locks that kept him away from her. She yanked the head gear off his face, her voice coming out in a breathy whimper of relief. 

“Katsuki-” She couldn’t even finish her sentence before he almost tackled her, face deep into her neck, scenting her as she purred at the sensation, scenting him back. Sobs wracked through his body as he pressed himself against her, taking her all in. She was okay. She was here. Here with her Alpha. 

 "Did he touch you? What did he do? (Y/N), did he fucking touch you?“ He mumbled into her hair, grip tight enough to cause bruises, but she didn’t care. Her fingers thread through his hair, his body relaxing with a low growl, taking this moment to be with her. 

 "No, no he didn’t.“ 

“Good, because I might have had to break his fucking-“ 

 "Katsuki." 

 ”..You’re glad I love you, shitty girl.“ 

 "I love you too, Bakugo.”

anonymous asked:

Hi, do you know any fics where Louis or Harry start off being really cocky or rude but then start to change because of the other? Sorry if that didn't make much sense.

Hello! I probably know lots, but at the moment these are the only ones I can come up with:

Soft Hands, Fast Feet, Can’t Lose by dolce_piccante:

Summary: American Uni AU. Harry Styles is a frat boy football star from the wealthy Styles Family athletic dynasty. A celebrity among football fans, he knows how to play, he knows how to party, and he knows how to fuck (all of which is well known among his legion of admirers).

Louis Tomlinson is a student and an athlete, but his similarities to Harry end there. Intelligent, focused, independent, and completely uninterested in Harry’s charms, Louis is an anomaly in a world ruled by football.

A bet about the pair, who might be more similar than they originally thought, brings them together. Shakespeare, ballet, Disney, football, library chats, running, accidental spooning, Daredevil and Domino’s Pizza all blend into one big friendship Frappucino, but who will win in the end?

Word count: 112,853

Even Angels Have Their Demons by AFangirlFantasy:

Summary: Louis is appointed the role of Guardian Angel, and his first mission is a boy named Zayn Malik. Unfortunately, it seems that a certain Demon has gotten to him first.

Or… an Angel/Demon AU where Angel Louis hates Demon Harry, but somewhere along the way that stops being so true.

Word count: 52,354

Lights Will Guide You Home by louisxharry1:

Summary: Louis Tomlinson is his school’s resident bad boy and easily the most liked person there. He’s loud and confident and popular. He spends most of his time abusing his parent’s money or partying or playing football. He also spends a good deal of it obsessing over the quiet curly boy in his English class, but no one really needs to know that.

Harry Styles is more or less invisible at the same school (unless he’s being harassed). He’s shy and painfully insecure and quiet. He spends most of his time crying on his bedroom floor with a razor pressed against his skin or trying (and failing) to think of reasons to stay alive.

So, of course, it’s inevitable that they fall for each other.

Word count: 137,227

Baby Heaven’s in your Eyes by theboyfriendstagram

Summary: They couldn’t be more different if they tried. Louis Tomlinson is 17 years old and in his last year of the most prestigious private school in Doncaster. Everyone who attends his school knows him thanks to his incredibly rich family, sassy attitude and gorgeous girlfriend, Eleanor Calder. If there’s one thing that completely annoys him, it’s that there is a poor community college right across the street.

Harry Styles is 19 years old, and (once again) in his last year of college. He goes to community college in Doncaster. He never shows up to classes and if he actually bothers to, he’s either high or drunk; sometimes both. His skin is littered with tattoos and if there’s one thing he absolutely hates, it’s the snobby students attending the private school right across from his.

Or a sixth form!AU where Harry is the fucked up bad boy with too many problems, Louis is the perfect rich boy with too much money and their schools are right across from each other. They meet at a party and that’s the last (and maybe the only) thing they need.

Word count: 120,925

Nicotine by KrisStylinson:

Summary: “We’re two different types of people, Liam. He likes sex and drugs, I like theater and tea. Trust me, we’d never date.” Except they would, they do, and neither of them plans on letting go anytime soon.

“Just because you can get me hard doesn’t mean I like you,” Louis whispered. The fact was, he didn’t like Harry right now, not at all. Not even a bit.

“Yeah, yeah,” Harry murmured, his breath fanning over Louis’ cock as he spoke. “You done telling me how much you hate me so I can suck you off?”

Word count: 32,345

Turning From Praise (Punk!Harry Christian!Louis) by capriciouslouis:

Summary: Louis has had a strict Christian upbringing that he never realized he resented until he meets Harry Styles, a boy who lives to rebel and doesn’t give a damn what anyone else thinks. But the better he gets to know Harry, the more he begins to realize that maybe Harry does care. And maybe “the children who God forgot” are closer to God than the devout will ever be.

Word count: 128,943

I roll and I roll, ‘til I change my luck by lightofathousandstars:

Summary: “They’re not my best pictures.”“I wouldn’t say that, I think you look quite good being manhandled by a bigger man.”

Louis chokes on his sip of hot chocolate, feeling it burn its way down his throat. He coughs a few times and then clears his throat. “I’m sorry?!”

“You heard me. You should do it more often, it might make you more humble. Maybe you’ll learn to respect people.”

Or Louis is a bored, rich kid whose latest stunt got him arrested and forced to attend a fundraiser at an ice rink, Zayn is his unlucky partner in crime, Harry is the cute hospital volunteer who is having none of his attitude, Niall is the worst DJ in the world, and Liam is Leslie Knope.

Word count: 8,295

You Drive Me Round The Bend by TheCellarDoor:

Summary: In which Louis is a spoilt rich kid who’s always on the phone while he drives and Harry is a struggling musician making his way down the mountain. It’s just a matter of time before they crash and burn.

Word count: 77,082

anonymous asked:

«She fancied Gehrman, unaware of his curious "mania", but was left heartbroken when Gehrman couldn't, or wouldn't, reveal his feeling towards her.» WTF, fextralife?!

Thank you fextralife! ~♡
No okay let’s be serious for a second and put aside my fangirl heart that craves for the damn romance and let’s look at the facts, shall we?

Let’s begin with the Hair Ornament and how the Doll reacts to it.

The item is described as “ordinary” and does look as such. This is not something fit for a woman of noble lineage like Maria is, is the sort of gift that a middle-class Yharnamite would give his fiancee. In fact, I would say that the Red Jewelled Brooch that Gascoigne gave to his wife looks way fancier and in line with what a Cainhurst noble would wear than the plain, ordinary hair ornament.

Giving little tokens of affection before the marriage was a no-no for Victorian lovebirds unless the couple openly expressed the intention to get married and both families agreed to the arrangement.

In Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen, Marianne Dashwood’s spontaneous behaviour is considered unorthodox and her (only rumoured!) clandestine engagement with John Willoughby is heavily frowned upon. One of her biggest ‘sins’ was to have sent John a bunch of letters and locks of her hair that the young man respectfully gives back to her before marrying another woman.

So, if we take for granted that Yharnam’s courtship customs are similar to those of the 19th century’s I think it’s safe to assume that if an unmarried man gave something as cute and personal as a hairpin to an unmarried woman he was clearly saying “hey babe I like you. But I haven’t the slightest idea of what I’m doing and I should’ve finish that “how to pick up fair maidens” book before doing anything on my own” :P

Of course, we can’t take Victorian society and expect Yharnam’s to be exactly the same because of all the obvious differences such as the clearly more prominent role of women in society, (Amelia is the highest authority of the Church, many hunters are women, Viola, though traditionally married, takes instant action to help her husband etc) but I still think it to be a good lens through which seeing the game’s world and it surely gives some extra credit to Gehrman’s conscious decision to hide his feelings from Maria.

Now, on the subject of Plain Doll, if we gave her the Hairpin she says this:

What… what is this? I-I can’t remember, not a thing, only… I feel… A yearning… something I’ve never felt before… What’s happening to me? Ahh… Tell me hunter, could this be joy? Ahh…

And as she speaks, they even took the time to actually animate her so that she would wipe her tears and gave us the Tear Stone:

Now, the dialogue itself is enough for me to say that Maria had feelings for Gehrman because there’s _no way_ that mere admiration and/or respect for the guy would make her surrogate, who only shares a few, blurred memories with her, cry tears of joy. But hey, we could say that since Plain Doll was “made” to love her creator her perception could be warped by what Gehrman wants her to feel towards him. So, let’s read what the lore has to say about this ;) let’s turn the Tear Stone into a Blood Gem!

Created from a shining silver doll tear, this blood gem is a quiet but unfaltering friend that continually restores HP, the life essence of a hunter. Perhaps the doll’s creator had wished for just such a friend, albeit in vain

BOOM! “Albeit in vain”… and here it is why I think Gehrman doesn’t talk to/doesn’t care about and is openly dismissive of the Doll. She is not the woman he used to know but a pale imitation. She doesn’t have Maria’s memories, she is nothing like the hunter that fought by his side, the strong and kind woman he secretly fell in love with. Before Moon Presence brought the Doll to life, Gehrman poured love and care into her creation that most likely happened after Maria’s passing. All item descriptions related to the Doll include this bit:

“A deep love for the doll can be surmised by the fine craftsmanship of this article, and the care with which it was kept.“
It borderlines on mania, and exudes a slight warmth.”

Which once again, reinforce my idea that my boi Gehrman cared for Maria not _just_ because she was hot. He doesn’t dress her up in revealing clothes nor does he keep her hunter attire while retaining elements of it such as the brooch and her boots. Maria killed herself after renouncing her life as a hunter, her conscience forever stained by what she and her teacher had done to the inhabitants of Fishing Hamlet. Dressing the doll in her hunter set would have been an even greater insult to her memory. Gehrman’s decision to dress her up in the seemly clothes of a respectable woman of the time is actually pretty tasteful if you ask me. May look strange and “unnecessary cute” to us modern-day players but that’s how women used to dress. Take a look at this picture of Mia Wasikowska’s in this movie adaptation of Jane Eyre. The reason why I pick this movie is its director, Cary Fukunaga who also directed the first season of the award-winning HBO series True Detective. (a show inspired by R.W Chambers and Lovecraft’s nihilism & cosmic dread.) This too is a pretty dark and spooky rendition of Charlotte Brontë’s classic.

But no more talking about Gehrman, let’s get back to Maria:

Among the first hunters, all students of Gehrman, was the lady hunter Maria. This was her hunter’s [cap/garb/gloves/trousers], crafted in Cainhurst.
Maria is distantly related to the undead queen, but had great admiration for Gehrman, unaware of his curious mania.  [Maria’s Hunter Set]

This description tells us a lot of things, but most of them are irrelevant to the subject of this analysis. I could go on for hours pointing out the similarities of her set to the Knight’s and other Cainhurst fashion but let’s not do that. What matters here is that Maria, despite being of noble blood, had no social prejudice towards her mentor (and I would assume, any of her fellow hunters.) and, just like Gwyn’s firstborn, “had respect only for arms and nothing else” :P

I wouldn’t say that the reason why she was heartbroken was the fact that Gehrman never revealed his feelings to her (as mentioned in the ask) but that she idolized him and the cause of the Byrgenwerth Hunters as a whole and couldn’t bear the guilt once the college’s research pushed their actions too far. Like Ludwig who had an unshakable faith in the ways of the Healing Church, Maria had faith in and was possibly in love with Gehrman and couldn’t believe that the man she admired so deeply would blindly obey Byrgenwerth’s orders.

“Go and kill those fishmen who did nothing wrong and aren’t bothering anyone. Oh, and be sure to rip that umbilical cord from the body of thad Great One that washed ashore.”

“Yep.” No question asked.

THAT’s why Maria felt betrayed. It hasn’t anything to do with Gehrman’s “mania”. In my headcanons Gehrman’s total obedience to Willem is motivated but there’s no solid proof in canon so let’s just say that Gehrman was an idiot who never questioned the orders from above :/

And now, let’s get to the final, FUNDAMENTAL point of this analysis: did Maria love Gehrman back?

Yes she did. Why else would anyone want to take a look at any picture one last time before killing themselves? To remember what they lost or could’ve had if things were different.

Why am I 100% sure that Gehrman is in that picture? Because in canon we don’t know the name of any other member of the Old Hunters. It’s just the two of them: Gehrman and Maria, the only ones with faces and backstory in a crowd of faceless, bloodthirsty mannequins.

Here you go, thanks Fextralife.

anonymous asked:

Can you do a BTS REACTION they throw their girlffriend into water playfully but didnt know they couldn't swim ?

There was another request similar to this, so I just combined them. I hope you enjoy! Thank you for your request!

Jin

He would panic the second he saw you struggling in the water, immediately jumping after you. He would prefusely apologize, trying to calm you down the best he could.

“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry. I didn’t know, I am so so so sorry.”

Originally posted by jiminahhh

Yoongi

His eyes would turn wide the second he realized you couldn’t swim. His first reaction was to get you out of there as fast as he could. He felt extremely conflicted.

“Baby.. I’m so sorry. Why didn’t you tell me you couldn’t swim?” His voice would be laced with concern.

Originally posted by ky-ngsoo

Namjoon

Clumsy Namjoon would run after you, probably tripping over something in the process. But he would make sure to pull you out as quick as he could. He felt so bad, and didn’t want you to be upset with him.

“Please, don’t be mad.. I’m sorry for doing that without asking.”

Originally posted by ksjknj

Hoseok

Screams. He would SCREAM the second he saw you start to stuggle. He never liked to see you like this, and he would push anyone and anything out of the way just to get to you. You were his girl, and he wanted to protect you at all costs.

“JAGI!” “MOVE, MY GIRL IS DROWNING!”

Originally posted by jjeonguk

Jimin

I swear, they all would just have wide eyes. But Jimin would quickly shuffle towards you as he pulled you out of the water. He tried hushing you, telling you he was sorry over and over again.

“I’m so sorry, so so sorry. I love you, Jagi..”

Originally posted by sosjimin

Taehyung

He felt disappointed in himself the second he pulled you out of the water, remembering how you looked when you were struggling. He felt extremely bad, but would try to cheer you up as he kissed you all over your face.

“Y/N, I’m sorry. I love you, you know that?”

Originally posted by jjks

Jungkook

He wouldn’t notice right away, but the second he did he was quicker than sonic as he gripped your waist with a hasty grasp. He wouldn’t know how to comfort you, but he would try his best.

“I didn’t know.. Gosh, I’m so sorry, Y/N..”

Originally posted by askmeifimadalek

REQUESTS: OPEN

thevorpalsword  asked:

I LOVE your posts! And I wanted to get your thoughts on something: you've spent some time on the facade that Dean uses (the pretty, dumb one). And I couldn't help but wonder about Sam's corresponding facade. Because we KNOW Sam sees right through that macho/airhead bullshit, and thinks Dean is brilliant. So what if some of Sam's reactions (specifically the negative ones in front of an audience) to Dean's acting is his way of backing him up, of completing the narrative and following Dean's lead?

Hey there! Thank you, so happy you enjoy my ramblings. :)

I’ve always taken Sam’s negative reactions at face value, both because Dean has been presenting a certain face to Sam purposely for a long time and I’m not convinced Sam does always see more than what Dean intends for him to see. Specifically, the I’m tough as nails, nothing phases me face (from 2.03): 

and because of Sam’s reactions in private when Sam discovers something unexpected about Dean, like when he learned in 1.08 that Dean watches Oprah: 

Or the way he makes fun of Dean for liking Dr. Sexy in 5.08: 

And here in 7.06, Sam is so freaked out by Dean enjoying Air Supply, he turns off the radio: 

Just look at the awkward silence ensue. I think if Sam was trying to back Dean up, he’d need a solid knowledge that Dean likes things like this, and I’d think he would want him to continue on being open about it by letting Dean know he’s free to enjoy what he wants to enjoy. But instead we have a Sam who is still freaked out by Dean whenever he does something that seems out of character from the gotta be tough big brother he’s known since they were kids. He was just as freaked out in 10.15 when Dean decided to let Taylor Swift play on the radio: 

I see a lot of this as having to do with Sam and Dean’s pseudo-parental unit syndrome because in a way Sam is learning who Dean is, like a child learns that their parents are people with varied interests as they reach a later stage in life; instead of just a one-dimensional being who has no other life outside of them. It’s an ongoing journey. 

His reactions to Dean in public in regard to things like Dean’s love of all things cowboy I think just comes from Sam not enjoying the same interests as his brother: 

Sam and Bobby both have similar reactions to Dean’s love of old westerns, and it makes Dean do this (6.18): 

I don’t think that’s the kind of reaction Sam would want to reinforce if he was trying to back Dean up. It’s more likely that he’s not even really paying attention to Dean’s reactions and instead focusing on his own disbelief that Dean even likes the cowboy stuff. 

Sam’s negative reactions  to things like Dean’s jokes, I’ve always seen as Sam just not enjoying the same brand of humour as Dean does. Dean isn’t presenting a certain face like he does with other things when it comes to his humour. He’s genuinely just a goofy dude, who’s humour is not to Sam’s taste (3.12):

And, honestly Dean always looks so bummed when Sam does this, I’ve never seen it as anything but a genuine reaction from Sam. And honestly, it’s more of brother reaction (just like the Dr. Sexy ribbing) than anything else, I think. 

anonymous asked:

Hello! So I was scouring the Internet for advice today but I couldn't find any on this topic. My problem isn't that I don't have any ideas (I probably have too many) but the problem is that I don't LOVE any of my ideas. I like them. I think they're all fine ideas. But liking them isn't going to motivate me long enough to finish a novel. How can I give my ideas that extra uumph to make me love them? How can I figure out what's missing or why I don't feel this way about any of my ideas?

Hello, nonny!  What a challenging question…  This one’s been in my inbox a couple days, just because it’s such a big question.  But I’ve thought it over and I think I have some ideas for you :)


The Thrill Is Gone – How to Find It Again

So generally, there’s no one answer or cure-all to this problem.  I’ve had this issue multiple times, with different causes.  My first novel didn’t have enough meat to the plot; my second novel had been over-planned in my head to the point that it no longer excited me.  My third novel had way too much plot, so that by the time I got ¾ the way through, I’d written over 200K words and felt sick of the idea.  I started my fourth novel way too soon, and am now going back and planning it more!  So there are obviously many different reasons that a story doesn’t take off (or dries up eventually).

The first step is to figure out what’s missing, like you said.  There are a few aspects of your story to assess…


1. Plot

I’m discussing plot first because, to me, it’s the most important part of fiction.  Plot, conflict, and stakes are foremost to my stories.  You could have the most complex and sympathetic characters, but without plot, they’re static and become boring.  But for some reason, this is the part of story ideas that new authors neglect most!

So if your story has great characters and an immersive setting, but you can’t get into it, try asking a few questions about your plot:

  • What is the point of the plot?  What’s the message you’re conveying in the story?  Even if your story isn’t an allegory or a metaphor or the next Chronicles of Narnia, there should always be a conclusion to which all plots arrive – otherwise, the story can feel aimless.  The best way to find your message is to look at the conflicts involved (e.g. Man vs. Man, Man vs. Nature, etc.) and find the “winner”.  What worldview, belief, or concept “defeats” the other concepts?  It can be as simple as Good vs. Evil, or more complex, like Loving the Sincere Drug Addict vs. Settling for the Selfish Dentist (provokes the question “Is love worth danger in relationships?”).
  • Does the plot have ups and downs?  And really consider both ends of the spectrum here.  Stories become dull if they are made up of victory after victory – or if they’re made up of nothing but loss and tragedy.  No matter the genre, you have to strike some sort of balance, lest the story become predictable and emotionally non-engaging.  Find victories and failures, even in unassuming places, to keep readers invested and hopeful.
  • Do you have a satisfactory ending?  Or do you have the ending     planned yet?  I’ve found that I can’t really commit to an idea unless I see a resolution – otherwise I feel too nervous to start.  If you do have an ending planned, make sure it’s the right ending.  It can feel like there’s one possible conclusion, and once you’ve found it, you stick to it – but question it, brainstorm it.  It may not be a happy ending every time, but when you find the right one, you’ll know it.
  • Do you have the right plot at all?  Look at your story as a whole.  Does it start too early or too late, relative to the real meat,     the real action?  Is it told from the most impactful POV?  Does the plot cover too much ground for one book, or is it not enough to fill the pages?  Consider all the characters, backstories, and subplots you have, and ask yourself if any of them are more interesting than the main plot.  If so, shift your focus.  Use them instead.

2. Characters

Maybe it’s not your plot that’s going sideways.  Maybe you have it all worked out – the head, the tail, the whole damn thing – but it still doesn’t feel right.  It doesn’t feel like it’s coming to life, somehow.  It feels flat.

That can be a character problem.  It would be like sitting by the campfire and hearing the most fascinating, horrifying story, except it’s told by a man with The Most Boring Voice Who Talks So Incredibly Slowly and Takes All the Fun Out of Everything.  An example: The Hunger Games.  Those books bored the crap out of me.  Unless someone was being killed or Haymitch and Effie were interacting, I just didn’t care.  And those books had a great plot behind them!

So here’s what you need for a good cast of characters:

  • A solid protagonist.  Solid = three-dimensional, empathetic, and relatable; having a goal, an internal conflict, a self-image, and fears or shame.  They should have different facets of themselves – their head and their heart, their desires and doubts, and that little voice in their head that says, “Give up on that.  Be realistic.”  Give them strengths, weaknesses, and a couple of bad habits, for kicks.
  • A variety of supporting characters.  You don’t have to have thirty characters + six secret characters stuffed under your trench coat; but with however many characters you have, make them as different from each other as possible.  Give them some similarities, of course, so that they can relate to each other – but never make them so close together that you have to decide, “Who should say this line?  Character A or Character B?”  Make them unique enough that the words come out of their mouths, instead of you having to decide where to put the words, yourself.
  • Relationships, relationships, relationships.  And I’m not talking about romantic relationships.  I mean, sure, those too – but there are many different kinds of relationships to explore.  Friendships, enemy-ships (?), parent relationships, sibling-ships, silent alliances, “annoying friend-of-a-friend”-ships, “my-ex’s-little-sister”-ships, “you’re-the-ruler-of-the-galaxy-and-a-Sith-lord-but-also-my-dad-please-stop-being-evil”-ships…  You get the idea.  Make them unique, make them strong, and allow them to evolve over the course of the story.
  • Diverse morals, interests, and personalities.  My first short stories focused on white middle-class people who were culturally and politically identical.  They lived in one house, usually, and watched the same TV shows and made the same references.  They had the same sense of humor.  They rarely disagreed on anything that wasn’t clear-cut (e.g. “You drank the last Pepsi!”  “I was thirsty!”).  So do yourself a favor and don’t make my mistakes.  Give your characters unique ethics, cultures, backgrounds, personalities, goals, appearances, and conflicts.  You’ll be more invested by then, I’m sure.

3. Setting

Lastly, I’d like to add that while your characters and plot could be well-developed, there’s always a chance that they’re placed in the wrong setting.  This is why many story ideas can seem great, but won’t get off the ground – maybe they’re set in a pre-made universe like Middle Earth or Panem when they could be their own story.  Maybe your tragic romance is set in the middle of apocalyptic war, when instead, it should be drained down to a period piece.  Maybe your story is perfect, except you’re writing it too close to home – in the real world, in the present year.  There are a million factors to picking the right setting, including:

  • Applicable history and culture.  If you’re writing a story about someone who’s oppressed, or someone who’s a politician, or someone who’s a witch, you’re going to need to back that up with history.  Develop a history for the oppression or politics or witchcraft – where these things began, how they developed over time – and a culture for them now – how oppressed people survive and how witches in your world interact, etc.
  • Imaginative scenery, influenced by the characters.  Even if your story takes place in New York City in 2017, allow your characters’ living spaces and workplaces to have a unique touch – colors and quirks that your readers can see in their mind.  If even you can’t see what you’re writing, inspiration is going to be difficult to find.
  • A lifelike background.  Just because the plot focuses on your characters does not mean everything going on behind it should be quiet and dead.  Anyone who looks out a window in a city building can see other people living – people on the highway will see other cars taking other people other places.  Everyone who has a friend will hear a little something about their friend’s siblings, their friend’s friends, their friend’s neighbors.  Life and stories exist outside of your plot; make sure you’re not writing about a ship in a bottle.
  • An aesthetic.  That sounds gross and teen-tumblr-y, but let me tell you personally: I don’t feel truly ready to write (and love) my story until I can hear the music for the future movie adaptation – until I can see the kind of clothes the people wear, the games they play, the places they eat and shop.  I think of the colors and themes in my scenes (e.g. my first novel was set primarily at night in a grunge/city setting; my current novel is very green and outdoorsy and gives me that feeling of bonfires just after sunset).  Once you get that “feeling” from your story, you’ll know it.

Anyway, this reply took me like three days to write because I really wanted to get into it.  I hope some of this helps you to fall in love with one of your ideas, so you can get started :)  If you have any more questions, be sure to send them in!

(I have 26 questions in the inbox, though, so be patient with me…)


If you need advice on writing, fanfiction, or NaNoWriMo, you should maybe ask me!

leilanimargarita  asked:

Sorry, but all my weird headcanons revolve around Finstock. So Stiles is looking through this book called Encyclopedia of Gods. He comes across a picture of what he thinks is Coach Finstock. It couldn't be though, right? But it's so eerily similar. He decides to show it to Coach. Coach looks at the picture, snort-laughs and says, "Bilinski, no one has prayed to me for hundreds of years. I'm the God of beekeeping & featherwork. Do you have a need for those?" Stiles just backs away slowly.


I love it! 

And years later of course when everything has calmed down and Beacon Hills is actually stable and safe again, Stiles decides that he’s going to start making and selling honey. 

“What the hell?” Derek asks. “Do you even know the first thing about bees?” 

“No,” Stiles admits, “but trust me, I know the perfect business partner!” 

Finlinksi Honey makes them obscenely rich because for reasons that nobody can figure out, it’s just better than regular honey. 

Letter

It’s Valentines day and I’m forever alone so I’m writing super fluffy things and one heartbreak because I'm evil


Another owl lands in front of you holding a red envelope. You offer the bird a treat and take the envelope. This was the 5th one today, apparently, boys thought you were quite a catch and kept sending you Valentine’s day cards. You only had sights on one boy, who was head over heals for another girl. You could sense the cliche. 

“Oo! Another one huh y/n” your friend teases. 

You roll your eyes and tear open the envelope. A smoke unicorn hops out of the envelope and prances around. You stare in awe as it leaves a trail of pink smoke. It stops in front of you and bows before disappears in a puff of smoke and leaves a small card that smells of Cinnamon. You pick up the card and look at it. The border is a shimmery gold and the writing is messy but a cute messy 

Your heart is so golden that a Niffler would paw at your heart

Seeing you makes my stomach flutter like I have a million Billywigs inside

I get so nervous around you I wish I could turn invisible like a Demiguise 

You’re more magnificent than a Thunderbird 

I would be honored if you would meet me outside of Honeydukes this Valentines. 

“Who was that from?” you friend asks. You look all over the card but couldn't find a name. 

“I don’t know” you reply. 

Names crossed your mind as you were trying to figure out who sent the letter. A certain animal lover with floppy hair and shy demeanor crossed your mind but you shook it away, he probably liked someone else. 

“Are you going to go?” They ask. 

“Yeah, I think I will.” 

You spent the rest of the day wondering who sent the letter to you. You walked into potions and sit down. 

“Okay class, since its almost valentines day. I thought we could brew Amortentia” your professor says. 

“Does anyone know what Amortentia is?” your professor asks. 

A boy in the back raises his hand, “Amortentia is the world’s strongest love potion. It smells like what the person loves most”. 

“Fantastic, 10 points to Hufflepuff” they say. They write down the intricate steps on the board. 

“Once you successfully finish and I check it off, you will write down what you smell. It will be confidential, Please begin.” 

You turn to your partner and see they’re deep in conversation with a boy. You roll your eyes and get up to grab the ingredients.  You grabbed some rose thorns and powdered moonstone. You were searching for peppermint when someone tapped your shoulder. You turned and see Newt Scamander standing behind you holding out the last ingredient you needed. 

“Um, Thanks Newt” you say taking the leaves. 

“No problem, I saw you were looking for some and I had extra so” he explains.

You both awkwardly stand in silence before Newt breaks the silence. 

“I better get back to my potion. You know, before my partner blows up the cauldron. Again.” Newt says. 

You giggle at the memory of his partner blowing his eyebrows off. Newt turns and his eyes widen. 

“WAIT DARVIN THATS THE WRONG INGREDIENT!” Newt yells as he scrambles over to Darvin before he could ruin the potion. 

A small smile appears as you watch Newt focus on his potion. He looked up at you and you averted your eyes. You walked back to your desk and started the potion. 

“Well done Y/n, Now, write down what you smell and turn it in.” Your professor tells you. 

You nod and pull out some parchment. You leaned over your potion. Cinnamon, lavender, freshly cut wood and something else you couldn’t figure out. You wrote down what you smelled and stood up to turn in your potion and your paper. 

“Ah Y/n, I need your help. Can you please organize these papers by alphabetical order, please” Your professor orders. 

You pick up the papers and go through them. You tried only looking at the names but when you came across Newt’s, it was hard to resist. You looked down and saw what he wrote. 

“Rain, freshly baked cookies, and perfume” you murmur quietly. 

Perfume? Your heart sank a little, you didn’t really wear perfume. Only on special occasions so he must have smelled someone else’s perfume. You finished organizing the papers and left. 

You flopped down on your bed and pulled out the little card you got this morning. You smiled at the words. You decided to meet up with this mystery man tomorrow. You fell asleep with the card still clutched in your hand. You failed to notice that the handwriting on the card was similar to writing you saw earlier today. 

You stood outside honeydukes fidgeting with your hands. They didn’t give you a specific time, what if we miss each other? What if this was all a joke? Maybe one of your friends was messing with you. You felt the stares from couples walking past you. You felt awkward so you went into Honeydukes. 

You walked around and hid in a corner. You felt silly waiting for someone you weren’t even sure was coming. You bought some chocolate frogs so the lady wouldn’t think it was weird you were just standing in the store for so long. You walked out and started heading back to the castle. 

“Y/N! Wait!” You turned around and saw a very flustered Newt. 

“I’m sorry I was late, er well, I’m sorry I didn’t put a time on the card. You see i was so focused on actually getting myself to write a letter to you that I forgot to put important details” Newt explains in a rushed voice. 

“You sent the note? With the smoke unicorn?” you ask. 

You were skeptical, there is no way your crush could have sent that. Way to cliche. 

“Why yes I did. D-did you not like?” He asks, his face falling a bit. 

“No No, I adored it! It was so beautiful. How did you manage to conjure something like that?” you ask. 

Newt smiles and pulls out his wand. His face changes to his look of concentration and he drew a small unicorn. It pranced around and disappeared. 

“I asked Flintwood to teach me. I saw all those other guys ask you and I felt like I needed to do something special” Newt admits. 

“You didn’t have to do anything special Newt. You are one of the most amazing people I have ever met. I mean your so smart and cute and a little awkward and you know so much about animals,” you say. You notice Newt staring at you. 

“Sorry, that must sound really creepy” you say looking at the ground. 

“Do you really think that about me?” Newt asks, almost afraid of your answer. 

You look back up and nod your head, “Of course I do. You are something extraordinary Mr. Scamander” you say. 

“Oh! I almost forgot!” Newt exclaims. 

He sticks his wand in his mouth and rummages through his bag. He tried speaking but it was muffled by the wand. He pulls out a little journal with a bow on it. 

“Mrf-hrfe bhm” Newt tries to say. 

“Newt, wand” you remind him. He takes his wand out of his mouth and sticks it behind his ear. 

“I was trying to say, I would have wrapped it but I learned I am quite horrible at wrapping” He explains. you open up the journal and notice there are moving creatures on every page. 

“Newt this is amazing. I didn’t get you anything. Oh I feel horrible now” you say.

“It’s okay, I wanted to get you it and you don’t have to get me anything” Newt says. 

“Well thank you so much Newt” you lean and kiss his cheek. His blush returns and he starts fidgeting again. 

“I have some chocolate frogs, here” you say handing him one. 

“Thank you y/n, I’ll cherish it forever” Newt jokes 

“Care to accompany me to the three broomsticks?” you ask. 

“I would love to” he replies. You grab his hand and intertwine your fingers. 

“Would you ever like to be on a chocolate frog?” you ask randomly. 

“It would certainly be an achievement, but what could i do that would deem me worthy of such a thing?” Newt asks. 

“Oh, i’m sure you’ll do something amazing Newt,” you say “Maybe it will have to do with Beasts” you suggest. 

“Ah yes, I see it now, Small boy on chocolate frog card for helping magical creatures” Newt says rather dramatically. You let out a laugh that makes Newt smile more. 

“That perfume, you’ve worn it before right?” Newt asks. 

“I wore it the first day of school, I think” you reply, “Why?” 

“No reason” Newt says. 

You shrug it off and put your head on Newts shoulder. You breathed in his coat smell and almost tripped when you recognized the smell. You smiled to yourself and held Newts hand a little tighter. 


FLUFFITY FLUFF FLUFF FLUFF OMFG. I am. *sings off key* Forever alone. Happy Valentines y’all Hope someone treats you like Newt Scamander would. 

alienor-woods  asked:

That slow motion turn-away from Clarke in the bunker after she couldn't shoot him is everything to me. I don't know WHAT it means, or HOW I'm ~supposed to interpret it, but that that they chose THAT to shoot in slo-mo over everything else in the episode/season made me all a;ldkjfa;lsdjfa;lsdjfa;ldskjf

YES LET’S YELL ABOUT HOW WE WERE ROBBED OF THE EMOTIONAL FALLOUT OF THE BUNKER SCENE, SHALL WE?

First of all, here’s my (relatively unfounded) theory as to why the bunker stuff was so uneven: Bob said something at a con like “I can’t really speak to that scene very much because what was filmed was different than what they aired” (I’m paraphrasing) and around when Jroth would have been editing that episode (and when he would have been breaking the broad strokes of s5) Isaiah made a salty JAHA OUT post on social media, so I’m thinking the bunker stuff was written to be centered on Clarke reaching a line and crossing it.  If you think about the way scenes were written (as in, the words people said) it was mostly focused on Clarke and how her choice risked damaging her relationships with her mother and Bellamy, but the editing (as in, the way scenes/shots were edited) centered Jaha instead.  So my theory is around the time they edited that episode (411, right?) JRoth decided Jaha wasn’t going to make it very far into s5 and decided to make the bunker decision more about Jaha to give him a bigger role to play in the end of s4, but in order to do that they had to cut some bellarke stuff.  (Not shippy stuff, just emotional fallout).  This pisses me off and I really wanted more on that scene, because it was SUCH a big moment for their relationship.  But on the other hand, with no actual text to guide us, we can headcanon whatever the fuck we want for that scene, so there’s that too.

Okay, so with that out of the way: BELLAMY TURNING HIS BACK ON CLARKE WAS SUCH A GREAT MOMENT.  I’m choosing to read it as Bellamy reaching his Limit with Clarke’s bullshit, but in a very different way from how he hit that same Limit in 305.  In 305, he was fucking furious with Clarke for siding with who he perceived as the enemy, in addition to feeling betrayed by her leaving and not coming back and making him deal with the fallout from Mount Weather, and he just could. not. take. it. anymore.  I think both of them saw that fight in 305 as a possible end of their friendship, and when it wasn’t, that changed things between them– because now they know that literally no matter what, the other person is going to be there for them.  There is a certain freedom in knowing someone will love you no matter what, and while that definitely doesn’t give you the right to do whatever the fuck you want with no consequences, it does allow room for some pretty big mistakes.  So Bellamy turning his back here wasn’t a “I’m done with you forever” moment, it was a “god I am so pissed at you I can’t even deal with you, but give me some time and then we’ll deal with this shit.”  It takes an awful lot of love to reach that point with another human, and while I think that love and trust is what cushioned the fallout from the bunker I do think we needed more than just the teasing conversation in the rover from 412 for them to sort through it.

But think about what the bunker moment meant to both of them emotionally: Bellamy had to face the fact that Clarke might literally kill him, and Clarke had to make a choice between Bellamy’s life and the rest of humanity.  And she chose Bellamy.  Clarke has faced very similar choices before, and she always chose the group over the individual.  I think once she had a chance to process that (after praimfaya) I think the implications of that will hit her like a freight train.  But that also doesn’t make her previous decisions okay in the slightest, and when I think about Clarke at the start of 412 I think about the fact that she kept looking at Bellamy like a puppy with her tail between her legs. That is not a Clarke we see often (or ever, really), and she’s so desperate for his forgiveness it almost hurts to watch.  And I do like how Bellamy gently teases her out of her guilt, even though I really think we were owed another tearful fight while they put on their hazmat suits.  The rover moment felt like the conversation you have after a big fight– it’s the resolution, not the fight itself.

Okay so those are MY rambling thoughts on that scene– now I want to hear YOURS.

“Arya felt as though the lake were calling her. She wanted to leap into those placid blue waters, to feel clean again, to swim and splash and bask in the sun.”

“The green water was warm as tears, but there was no salt in it. It tasted of summer and mud and growing things. Arya plunged her face down into it”


Arya Stark is a character with a lot of water and water bird imagery surrounding her, from her water dancing, to the fact that she will reach womanhood in a Braavos, a city full of canals and harbours. She also has a lot of bird imagery, in particular swan imagery. Her story mirrors the ‘ugly duckling’ tale. Of Ned and Cat’s children Arya is the odd one out, she had darker hair while her siblings have auburn hair, and she is also singled out for not reflecting the ‘southern beauty’ her sister and brother’s exude. She is most likely going to be sent to the courtesans of braves, who a renown graceful ‘swans’  and have songs written about their beauty. Here I think Arya will flower and finish the transition from ‘ugly duckling’ to graceful swan. 

Swans are of course water birds and Arya often wishes she could dance on water, something which swan ballet dancer’s do. In fact water dancing itself shares a lot of similarities to ballet, from the standing on toes, to the fact that it is characterised by soft graceful twirling around ones opponents. 

She calls herself ‘Squab’ which is a baby dove, meaning at some point Area self-identified as a bird. She also wishes to have wings, lamenting that “for a girl with feet insert of wings, the way was longer” when thinking of her proximity to the gate of crows. 

Swans also come in two colours, black and white. Area is an acolyte in the House of Black and White. Furthermore, in Acorn Hall Lady Ravella Smallwood dresses Area up and compliments her appearance, Arya ruins one of the dresses given to her by Lady Smallwood and apologises for it later. She acts ladylike towards the Lady who then gives her a new dress made of white lace. Lady Ravella is of House Swann and her sigil is a white swan facing a black swan. 

And to top it all off swans despite being beautiful and graceful are very dangerous animals, they have very strong wings, and their necks give them longer reach than other birds, they’re quick tempered, and have no qualms about attacking any animal that they feel threatens no matter how much bigger the other animal is. Black Swans in particular are more aggressive towards humans than any other species of swans. Some people suggest killing some black swans and regulating their population because its almost impossible for other swans to compete with them when it comes to survival.

Historically they were also kept around for ornamental reasons but unlike white swans black swans often escaped into the wild and lived freely from their owners. They’re also nomadic birds with no migration patterns, similarly Arya after her father’s death has been running around the Westeros trying to get home but being thwarted at every opportunity, much like black swans she has no stable easy to track migration pattern. The go where the weather takes them, and Arya has gone to Braavos not because she wants to but because it’s her only option. 

All in all black swans are rare beautiful birds, with mean tempers, serpentine necks, better at surviving than other aquatic birds, who have no problems picking fights with bigger animals when threatened, and have connections to royalty. Much like a missing Northern Princess. 


So here are my slight disoriented off the cuff unedited thoughts on Arya and Black Swans.