didn't think it had that much of an effect on my life

I’m almost too lazy to make this post because God it’s just so self explanatory but my loyalty to Temari runs too deep so here goes: 

They did exactly what I called they were gonna do and made her an over aggressive nagging house wive. This is why I complained over and over again three years ago when I saw they had moved her to Konoha because I KNEW someway somehow they were going to subject her character to this. They want her to be Yoshino 2.0 even though that’s NEVER been who she is because “lmao get it Shikamaru is just like his dad! Parallels!!”. They don’t take the time to think about how her character would actually react because none of that matters now - she exists solely to be Shikamaru’s wife. 

Some people are crying “abuse!” at what she did but I don’t really want to go there tbh. It’s very clear that in the Naruto universe things we find abusive are just par for the course. Calling out Temari in this instance would require we call out basically ever other female character which is not realistic. Domestic violence in Naruto is always played for laughs which is obviously fucked up but not something I think it’s fair to fault the characters for as we’re not intended to see it as abusive (even though realistically it is). No, what I really take issue with is the fact that being an overbearing and strict mother/wife is basically all Temari is given to do. 

This woman was born in one of the most fucked up situations of any character we see. He father was a walking human disaster, her mother was dead, and her youngest brother had a nasty habit of slaughtering anyone who looked at him the wrong way. She has always been strong and confident but throughout the series she softens considerably as she learns caring is not a weakness. She is a better diplomat than either of her brothers and remains calm and collected in even the tensest of situations. Her dynamic with Shikamaru has always been one of mutual respect and understanding which is what makes their relationship work so well (and IMO better than any of the canon relationships we got). Yes, Temari is a take no shit kind of person who probably WOULD chastise her son for his pitiful behavior - but not in the way we’re shown. In Boruto her parenting method basically amounted to “I’m just going to hit you and intimidate you until you get the picture and ultimately just end up listening to your cooler nicer wiser dad.” She doesn’t actually say anything of significance to Shikadai at all - that is reserved entirely for Shikamaru as he’s the influential one in their sons life. Temari is just there to be the ol’ ball-and-chain ~what a drag~ mom whose only dominion is the house she is confined to. THEN there’s the fact that Temari refusing to make dinner inevitably meant neither Shikamaru nor Shikadai could eat - as if a grown man could not make his own dinner and HAD to have his wife do it because it’s her domestic ~duty~. This is extra and dramatic but it actually makes me sick that they’re doing this to her. After everything she went through she would have something worthwhile to add to the conversation other than “bah you’re too easy on him I’m going to withhold meals to prove a point!!!”. She doesn’t treat her brothers like this and they’re consistently shown to value her opinion because her opinion is worth hearing. 

Temari played a crucial role in Suna politics prior to the end of the series. She sat on the council and came with Gaara to all the kage summits/meetings. She was one of the best kunoichi in the series just brimming with potential and strength and ferocity. During the war I began to get annoyed with how much they were making her revolve around Shikamaru’s character because after a certain point basically all her dialogue was in relation to him. That’s when I knew things were about to take a hard left turn for shits-ville and boy was I right. In chapter 700 ALL we see her doing is sitting in a house chastising her son and serving her brothers tea before they head out to a kage meeting without her. We don’t get any indication that she’s still affiliated with Suna, hell we don’t even get any indication that she’s still a ninja. In the boruto manga/movie she doesn’t interact with her siblings ONCE and is not with them in the pit with all the other Kage/advisors. I was happy to see she still had her fan but other than that I left highly unimpressed. Now in the anime she is ONCE AGAIN pictured in a house, serving people drinks and nagging away as if that’s all she’s good for anymore. I know it was played as a joke but that’s exactly what makes me so mad - her character has become nothing more than a trope meant to appeal to the lowest common denominator. The nagging housewive angle truly is the lowest hanging fruit but studio peirrot really could not resist could they.

Nevermind the fact that it would have been way funnier had they subverted the whole “why did you marry such a strict woman” thing by having Shikadai side with his mom instead, saying something to the effect of “why did you marry such an unmotivated slacker”. Can we stop treating Temari like she’s just an overly aggressive loaded gun that’s just one mistep away from going off. I mean I genuinely love Shikatema but I do not think the Boruto anime understands Shikatema. Part of me still wishes they just hadn’t got together because they don’t actually feel like “them” when they’re portrayed like this. No one is being respected as a character. 

Anyway all this to say I’m basically done with the Boruto anime now. I might still watch the next couple of episodes because curiosity is gonna get the better of me but emotionally I have severed all connections. It just comes down to the fact that I cannot handle them so grossly mischaracterizing characters that I have loved since I was 11 years old. I actually don’t mind the new gen when they’re on their own but every damn time they show one of the original characters they manage to fuck them up in some way. We see it with Temari, with Naruto, with Yamato, with Sakura. Hell I can’t stand Sasuke and even I’m mad about what they did to him post chapter 699. I am never going to like the new gen characters more than the original cast so if watching Boruto means seeing them get completely decimated then I’m not gonna watch it. Simple as that. Naruto being an absent father is the worst crime but I have no doubt they’ll continue to top that in future episodes. 

Black Honey: Pt. 6 [conclusion]

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Summary: Starfire and Robin are officially an item, but what does that mean when the resident empath is stuck living between their respective bedrooms? Finding a new bunk buddy in Beast Boy was certainly not her first choice, and when she engages in a strange, night time activity, how long before the changeling notices what she’s up to?


His first instinct was to stop her.

There were so many questions running through his hazy mind, it was staggering.

Nonetheless, it was pure impulse that he acted on, knowing that he had to get to her before she vanished. He needed answers, and they needed to work through this, neither of which would happen if Raven fled the scene, like he knew should would.

“Raven, wait-” His voice was choked up and distant, even as he tried to reach out to her.

The expression on her face betrayed the horror she was no doubt experiencing, the numbing fear. She’d been caught, and so had he.

Beast Boy was shaken, but no where near as jittery and paranoid as the cowering empath. The earth beneath them seemed to come to life, the objects in his room skittering across his floor. The frame of his bed moved, his oak dresser creaked against the tiles in response to an otherworldly force, his toys and figurines clattering to the floor. A few candle jars smashed to the ground in pieces, the glass shards splaying out like dangerous, glittering gems. The candle wax would no doubt stain the wooden panels.

None of it mattered.

He couldn’t bring himself to care, not when the girl responsible for so much chaos was so violently distraught. The blood seemed to have drained from Raven’s already pale face, all the while she clutched at the sides of her skull, her fingers digging into the roots of her violet hair.

Even now, he could hear the others rushing to his room, the heavy, echoing footfalls of both Cyborg and Robin as they raced down the hall.

The lights in his room flickered on and off, until she burnt them out entirely, the bulbs bursting into an ear-splitting smattering of glass.

He tried to get to her, but some invisible force was stopping him, pushing him back.

The Titans banged on his door, their voices muffled by the whirlwind of catastrophe now contained in his bedroom.

She was spinning out of control, and the more damage she did, the worse it became. Bit by bit, she was overwhelmed with a surge of emotion and, thus, her powers raged on in an endless storm of electricity and malevolence.

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Let’s talk about TO’s increasingly Racist Narrative with the Mikaelsons and Marcel Gerard.

Disclaimer: This is VERY long. I’m putting most of it under the cut because of length. I thought about cutting it short but this is a topic that’s very important to me so I decided to not cut words.

So after Friday’s episode many viewers, especially black viewers were left with a very real feeling of discomfort following Elijah’s speech to Marcel. Because of that discomfort many of us have expressed how the narrative, and Elijah, has skewed into racism, an accusation that makes some viewers feel uncomfortable.

Here’s the truth though, in a way it should make some people uncomfortable. If you didn’t feel uneasy about the idea of racism in a narrative that you like then I would have to question some things about you. With that said, I’ve seen a lot more efforts to shut down discourse about the accusation or explain away the behavior many people find problematic than I’ve seen to actually understand it and why we might feel that way. That’s a problem, it’s a big problem when this discussion is something that’s actually very necessary for this show, and many TV shows. When writers take on the task of crafting a narrative that includes minority characters, there is a certain level of awareness and delicacy that many are going to expect then to have when it comes to these characters. When they offend their audience and mishandle the characters they have been entrusted with then they deserve to be taken to task for that. It doesn’t matter if the offense was intentional or unintentional. This is especially the case when you have a writing staff who pats themselves on the back for trying to be aware of social and racial issues that are currently at play in our society.

I personally don’t think that writers are obligated to treat every black character or every character from a marginalized group like a delicate flower that can’t be harmed in any way shape or form. That’s not what I’m talking about here. What I’m talking about is when you take characters from marginalized groups and carelessly handle them in a way that ends up pushing a racist narrative.To give an example, killing a black character doesn’t automatically make a narrative racist but pushing an idea where a black character is consistently targeted by white characters, denied humanity and is treated as disposable flesh then that is indeed a racist narrative. That kind of dynamic has historically been an issue in this world and it is still an issue. We can discuss whether the racism that seeps into our fiction a little too often is intentional, and I don’t personally believe it always is, but we have to acknowledge that it’s actually there first.

That’s why we need to talk about The Originals and Marcel.

What they did to Marcel in Friday’s episode, what they had Elijah say to him, and the narrative that built up to that moment was racist.

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Happier (Oliver/Felicity; T)

Ships: Oliver/Felicity

Summary: Set at the end of 5x18. Felicity asks to take a look at Oliver’s wounds.

A/N: Title taken from the Ed Sheeran song of the same name.

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“The new lineup could use a little more green, Hoss,” says Rene.

“I’m not quite there yet,” Oliver says. “But I’m thinking that with this team behind me, it’ll be sooner rather than later.”

“Well, good,” says Felicity. “Not that black isn’t a great look on you and all, but I prefer the green.”

Oliver smiles, turning to Felicity, just as the rest of the team murmur their goodbyes and begin to disperse from the room.

“I do too,” Oliver admits, “but it’s too soon.”

“That’s okay,” Felicity says. “Take your time.”

“You mean with the hood or with what Chase did to me?”

She considers. “Both. But, uh, speaking of which, your tussle with Anatoly may have worsened your injuries, so for the love of God, if you’re not going to see an actual doctor can you at least let me check on your wounds?”

Oliver chuckles faintly, unzipping his jacket to reveal his bandaged chest. “Sure.”

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anonymous asked:

Ok so what if MC used to work for C&R International and Jumin before showing up into the RFA, and Jumin didn't recognize/realize it at first? How would he react when he finds out? I live for flustered Jumin, honestly.

So like…this blew way out of proportion? Like I really planned on keeping this a short and sweet scenario but when can I ever keep myself short, am I right? Anyway, I hope you enjoy this fic!

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Fandom: Mystic Messenger
Rating: General 
Warnings: A little cursing, but that’s all
Categories: F/M
Relationships: MC x Jumin
Word count: 3800


“You’re resigning”, Jumin asked her, hands folded on the table in front of him. Jaehee nodded. “Yes, I am. I think it is time for me to leave. I’ve gathered valuable experiences over the past two and a half years, but I think I’ve finally reached a point in my life where I’ve learned enough. I want to start my own business. Nothing big, just a little cafe.” Jumin eyes her, expression stoic and untelling as it usually is. Still, Jaehee likes to think that after spending so much time working by this strange mans side she finally understands him a little bit and somehow that thought makes her proud. She knows that you are the only person that truly unravelled him, but at least she’d cracked him. “I see”, he eventually said, effectively stopping Jaehee’s train of thoughts. “I will have to make the announcement in the following meeting and find a replacement as soon as possible.”

Jaehee felt like a heavy weight was lifted off her chest. This job had been one of the most infuriating, frustrating and draining jobs she’d ever done and yet it would have pained her to know that Jumin didn’t give her the blessing to leave the company and start a new chapter in her life. In fact, she could have sworn that there was just the faintest of smirks curling around his lips and for one Jumin Han that was a big step into the right direction. “You mustn’t worry about that, Mr. Han. I took it upon myself to look through possible candidates within the company, as I see them to be most suitable. They already know how C&R International works and have experience. According to the Chief of another, smaller department there is a Chief Assistant he would highly recommend. Apparently she hasn’t missed a day of work for as long as she’s worked here until a couple of weeks ago where she took less than a handful of sick days. And even then she handed in all the work she had to do.”

Jumin listened to what Jaehee said, thinking everything over. He wasn’t particularly fond on hiring another female Chief Assistant. Even though his father had calmed down after everything that had happened with Glam and Sarah it wasn’t to say that he wouldn’t go after his next assistant. Not to mention that he was not very fond about the idea of having to explain to her – like he had to Jaehee – why she had to cut her hair, wear formal clothes at all times and fake glasses as well. It was tiring and taking away time he could spend more productively. Still, if Chief Assistant Kang believed that mans word and the girl was really that good at her job, he should probably give it a try. At least he wouldn’t have to read through a thousand and one applications and resumes. “Alright. Tell him to send me her resume. I don’t need anything but that. If I like what I read I’ll tell him as much so he can introduce her to me at the next meeting. Thank you for going through the trouble of finding a replacement for yourself. I would have found it bothersome.”

Jaehee nodded and retreated, leaving Jumin alone in his office. It was nice to have been praised and thanked for once, but she sincerely hoped that she’d actually done the right thing. Frankly Jaehee had no idea who that mystery Chief Assistant was. After she’d mentioned that she was leaving C&R international to a couple of colleagues Chief Yie had approached her. He’d started to talk about that amazing Chief Assistant he had that absolutely deserved a promotion after she’d basically doubled the revenue of her department. Jaehee was quite sure that the only reason Chief Yie had suggested the girl was because he feared she’d otherwise get his position and he’d face either demotion or being fired. Of course she hadn’t mentioned as much. After all, it was a win-win situation for both him and her. The sooner Mr. Han found a replacement the sooner she could focus on planning her little café. Chief Yie kept his position, Mr. Han had a replacement and she was free.

The next day Mr. Han called all the Chiefs into a big meeting. He planned to announce Jaehee official resignment as well as see for himself whether that girl he’d been recommended was any good. Jumin read through her resume and work performance and had to admit that he was quite impressed. Apparently she’d started at C&R at the age of sixteen as an intern. Even then, despite still attending school, she’d performed so good that she’d gotten hired by the time she turned seventeen. She worked while attending university and got her first promotion after obtaining her degree. Over the next years she’d gone on to earn one promotion after the other until she’d become the Chief Assistant of the fashion department. Her resume also stated that while fashion wasn’t her primary goal nor passion she’d learned quickly, adapted and never once complained about it. She hadn’t even attempted to change the department despite being offered a different position due to loyalty to Chief Yie.

Apparently the only reason she was considering it now was because he’d told her to and Jumin admired such loyalty and obedience. She’d make a mighty fine Chief Assistant, maybe even as good if not better than Assistant Kang. The only thing that Jumin found confusing was that he’d never even heard of that young woman. The resume was strictly work related so he neither had a name nor a picture – he rarely looked at the ‘personal’ files when looking for candidates – but this one got him curious. He’d been sure that he knew all his employees at least by name but looking at her file he was proven wrong. Despite her performance being meticulous he could not say he’d ever even seen that woman, which probably made her only the more desirable as a possibly assistant. Discrete, invisible and hard working were the perfect traits. When Assistant Kang had told him that she was resigning he’d been worried but all of a sudden he found himself feeling excited.

Everyone had gathered in the conference room, quiet rumble filling the room. It died down the second Jumin entered the room, closely followed by Assistant Kang. Silence fell as he stepped to the front of the room, everyone including his father, looking at him with anticipation. At first the meeting started like any other would. All the heads of their respective departments discussed increase or decrease in revenue, possibly reasons and solutions. Nothing overly exciting happened. Especially now that Jumin and Chairman Han had finally gotten out of the press and everything had returned to normal. That was until Jumin announced that Jaehee was leaving C&R International. There was an audible gasp amongst the others, although Jaehee knew better than to think she would be missed by any of them. She hadn’t had the time to form any meaningful bonds within the firm and frankly, she didn’t mind. It was their shock speaking. To think that anyone would ever so much as consider leaving such a lucrative job was beyond their comprehension.

That was when Chief Yie decided to stand up, announcing that he would go and get his Assistant now. Jumin have him a short nod and the older man practically shot off to go and get her. A mere minute later footsteps and quiet walking could be heard. No one could really make out the most of what was being said, but it sounded a lot like the woman was begging Yie not to do this while he was hissing at her not to be ridiculous. Jumin frowned, confused at what was going on until Yie stepped back into the room, hand wrapped around the woman’s wrist he was practically dragging along. Her long, brown hair was falling openly over her shoulders, fringe covering a lot of her face as she was vehemently looking down. She was wearing trim clothing that was both formal as well as very appealing as it showed off her perfect, slender figure and just enough of her long legs to make it interesting. Mainly because Jumin very much recognized both the body and the legs. 

Yie let go of your wrist, instead gripping your shoulders and pushing you in front of the entire room so everyone could see. It felt embarrassing, being paraded and shown off like that. Especially considering that your fiancé and soon to be husband was standing in front of you with your best friend by his side, and you didn’t even have to look up to know that they were staring at you with wide eyes and shock written all over their face. You swallowed, entire face heating up with shame as you stood in front of the entire board room of C&R International – including your soon to be father in law – with your boss swooning over how great of a worker you are and how you deserved the position. No one knew that you were that mysterious fiancée Jumin Han apparently had. Nor did said fiancé know hat you’s forked for his cooperation for even more years than his very own Chief Assistant. You really couldn’t think of a way to make this situation any more uncomfortable.

Your boss did, though. Yie had always been an idiot and poor worked. The only reason the fashion department hadn’t gone down years ago had been because of you. You didn’t even care about fashion that much, but it had been a steady job and paycheck and tuition was very expensive these days. So when he suggested for you to present the logistics of that month to the board room it wasn’t because he was proud of your hard work, but because he himself didn’t know shit about what was going on in his own department. He knew that you did, though, so now he made it your time to shine. Just a couple of months ago you would have preened and happily done so. You would have died to stand in front of the board room and present your hard work and yourself. Now though there really was no place you’d like to be less than this particular room in that particular situation. “Mr. Yie, Sir, I don’t think this is a good idea”, you whispered desperately. “Don’t be silly, girl. Just do as you are told.” Strike.

You could practically feel the anger coming off of Jumin, even from the other end of the room. He was fuming and you knew that if Yie continued to treat you the way he usually did he’d find himself without a job rather soon. “Sir, I’m begging you, please don’t ask this of me.” The man snorted, glaring at you. “Don’t be ridiculous and do your job”, he hissed at you loudly. With that he stormed off to return to his seat, leaving you standing alone in front of the presentation that had been opened up behind you. You closed your eyes, taking a deep breath. If he wanted a presentation, he would get a presentation. Your straightened your back, held your head high and proceeded to look into everyones eyes before locking with Jumin’s. You gave him a short smile before all emotion was replaced by perfect professionalism as you began the presentation. You could feel Jumin’s eyes on you the entire time, filled with wonder and fascination about that new side of you he’d never seen before.

You were quick, precise and well informed. Everything about you radiated energy and strength to the point where even the most disrespectful and misogynist of the men in the room were silenced. No one dared to interrupt you, dares to speak or so much as breathe too loudly as your presence filled the room. Jumin had never found a woman more attractive in his life than he did you in that exact moment. He loved your innocent, gentle and caring side to bits and pieces. It was that side that had drawn him in. That side that had gotten him through the darkest of moments. However, this new side, the strong almost dangerous one was bordering on arousing. He could feel his heart beat faster as he listened to your every word without hearing anything at the same time. You were like a tiger and the dangerous jungle had been claimed by you and you only. 

“Thank you for your attention. I would like to use this gracious opportunity to thank my boss, Mr. Yien, for recommending me. It will be my outmost pleasure to accept the new job offer and finally get out of that pathetically taken care of department I am currently working for”, you spat, glaring daggers at Yien. Jumin gasped, surprised by such harsh words. Then his demeanour changed, melting into pure satisfaction as he leaned back in his chair, legs crossed, to watch you tear your boss apart for disrespecting you the way he did. “I’ve been working for the fashion department for many years now and never have I ever encountered a man that incompetent and lazy. He asked me to do the representation today as he himself has no idea what it is about. I researched and composed it all by myself as I have been doing for years. His workload is thrown off onto me and the other assistants whom he disrespects and sexually harasses on a daily basis.”

“You little bitch, how dare you spread lies about me like that. Have her removed”, he shouted at the security men, obviously aggravated. You merely smiled, folding your arms behind your back. His head was bright red, sweat gathering on his forehead. When the men didn’t move your smirk grew, almost devilish, as he grew angrier and angrier. “I said have her removed! Why the fuck aren’t you taking her away.” Jumin snorted out a chuckle, covering his mouth to muffle the sound. “I think, Mr. Yien Sir, the reason for that would be that they do not dare to touch the company heir’s future wife”, you explained, calmly. You knew you had the upper hand and you were enjoying every last moment. His face fell as realization dawned on him but Jumin felt no empathy at all. He’d been eager to chew him out himself, but watching you do it yourself was much, much, much more satisfying.

“When I’d asked you politely, begged you in fact, not to do this you didn’t listen. I tried to protect you, you see, as I felt sorry for your pathetic being. Now, however, you’ve lost all my compassion. I did some digging and found out that beside not working properly you also quite frequently seemed to use company money for private businesses as well as evade certain taxes, which is why you were satisfied by staying in a smaller department, as no one ever digs deep into those. Well, I did. So, I hereby declare, for everyone to hear, that in the name of C&R International I am suing you for sexual harassment at the workplace, heavy tax evasion as well as fraud. I’m not familiar with the legal system, but I am quite sure that you are facing a couple of years of prison. Now please, gentlemen, would you do me the honour and remove that scumbag from this meeting room? I would prefer not to have such useless people working for my husband-to-be.”

This time the security men didn’t hesitate. They walked over to Yien and dragged him out of the room, ignoring his cursing and screaming. The second the door closed behind them you sighed, shoulders sagging. You hadn’t planned on any of this and while you didn’t mind holding presentations those were usually prepared and practiced on your part. Improvisation had never really been your thing. The sound of a chair moving was what ripped you out of your thought and you looked up to see Jumin standing up. You swallowed, shyly looking at your fiancé who once more had one of those unreadable expressions. “Would everyone please leave the meeting room. I would like to talk to my fiancée in private, please. The meeting is over. Thank you for your participation.” It didn’t take more than that for everyone to get up, gatherer there things and hurry out, leaving you alone with Jaehee, Jumin and his father.

When you started to apologize Jumin instantly cut you off, shaking his head. When your eyes met, he was smiling at you. Actually, grinning would be the better word, bright and excited like a little school boy. You’d never quite seen him like that. “You were magnificent! The presentation was perfect and the way you took down Yien was…I dare say sexy”, he said, chuckling in a way that made the hairs in the back of your neck stand up in the best way possible. “God, I cannot believe I never noticed you before. To think that I could have had you all these years, that you were in my reach all this time. It’s infuriating. Only the more reason to be grateful that I got the opportunity to see you in your prime like this.” You blushed, smiling shyly. “I tried…to tell everyone. I really did, but I didn’t know how to bring it up.”

Jumin walked around the table and towards you, pulling you into a warm, tight hug. Hands resting on his chest you melted against him, burying your face in his chest as well. “Is that why you were so desperate to leave when you stayed at my place? Because you were worried about work?” You nodded against his chest, so relieved he wasn’t mad you felt like crying. “I wanted to tell you but…I didn’t want you to think that I was with you to ride some sort of coattail. When Yie mentioned a promotion into Jaehee position I instantly said no, but he basically forced me. I wanted to work my way to the top by myself but now -”, you spoke quietly before Jumin interrupted. “And now you’ve made it. You didn’t ride any coattails and yet coming next week you’ll be by new Chief Assistant.” You looked up then, eyes wide and questioning. You couldn’t believe it. You’d been working towards that goal for years and yet…it didn’t feel right at all. 

“But…I’m the one who encouraged Jaehee to quit. I would feel bad for taking her position.” That is when Jaehee cleared her throat, getting both of your attention. “You have nothing to worry about, MC. When you told me to quit you didn’t do so to get my position but with my best interest in mind. I know that for a fact. You told me to follow my dreams and thanks to you I am finally brave enough to do just that so you should too. I didn’t enjoy working here for the most part but you seem to really like the job and we all know that you love Jumin dearly. I think the two of you working together could work out better than any other assistant. He’ll listen to you and respect you while you’ll be able to support and help him. So please, MC accept my position. I could have not wished for anyone better to take over for me”, she said, smiling happily at the both of you.

“You heard her. Please accept the offer, my love. That way we can be together every second of the day and I’ll never have to worry about you anymore. You’ll be safe and provided if you stay by my side and even when I have to go on business trips I can take you along without feeling guilty”, he pleaded, cupping your face and caressing the tender skin with his thumbs. Your eyes locked and there wasn’t a fiber in your body that was capable of denying this man anything. Let alone when he looked at you the way he did in that moment; like you were his entire world. So you smiled and nodded, reaching out to return the tender kiss. “If it is alright with your father I’ll be happy to be your new Chief Assistant.” Of course Chairman Han didn’t mind at all. If anything he’d be delighted to get to know his future daughter in law. Everyone’s problems seemed to be solved.

Jaehee resigned officially a couple of days later and opened up her new café. You and Yoosung helped out as much as you could in your free time. You also talked Jumin into invested, not for profit but to help a good friend. The rest of the RFA had been rather shocked at the announcement but it quickly died down. No one was really surprised that you and Jumin couldn’t be apart even for a couple of hours. Admittedly Zen was fuming for another week and even showed up at C&R International just to check on you. He found you and Jumin talking over coffee you’d gotten at Jahee’s, relaxed and beaming at one another. He left without you even noticing, finally realizing that his worry was not necessary at all. Mr. Chairman quickly learned to adore you. Not only did you make his son happy, but you were also a highly competent and good worker. A real profit for the company.

The happiest, however, was Jumin. He’d never even considered asking you to be his assistant but now he couldn’t imagine anyone more perfect. He never had to fear his father making any advances. He never had to fear betrayal or having to replace you. He got to protect you while simultaneously allowing you to keep your job like you’d asked him to. You were a great worker and reduced his stress by not only cutting his workload in half, but making him relax and smile throughout the entire day. Really, he’d never been happier to go to work then when he did so with you right by his side. “Say, now that I am your assistant, should I call you Mr. Han and Sir as well”, you’d asked one day, grinning cheekily. Jumin had chuckled in reply, husky and warm in ways that caused butterflies in your stomach. “No, my love. You only have to call me that in the bedroom.” He’d winked at you before returning to his work, seemingly unaffected while your face felt like it was burning up. Oh my, working with Jumin sure would turn out interesting…and you were looking forward to every single part of it.

anonymous asked:

I always thought the reason Laoghaire didn't like sleeping with Jamie was because one of her other husbands was abusive and she was damaged because of that.

I’m glad you mentioned that!  After I posted my last reblog on this topic, I realized I wanted to say something to this effect, but got sidetracked and didn’t get around to it. 

Diana alludes to this several times, so I think we can safely assume this was the case, which makes me feel very sad for Laoghaire. 

I think, though, that if she and Jamie had had some real warmth/tenderness between them, that could have gone a long way toward healing some of that damage (albeit slowly and perhaps not entirely). For whatever reason, though, L just did not seem to be open to this. 

My personal headcanon on reconciling all this: 

  • Laoghaire–to your point–is coming off of 20+ years of abusive relationships 
  • She’s alone and needs the support of a man for the sake of Joan and Marsali, so makes a pragmatic choice to seek a new husband, despite her dread, fear, and possibly PTSD from her past relationships 
  • Jamie Fraser comes back on the scene, and for the first time since she was a teenager, she thinks– “Wow…maybe I could have something like love.” 
  • But then (to my point from the last post), her own insecurities and trauma makes her afraid and prone to close herself off, even from Jamie, who she had such high hopes for. 
  • On top of this, all the small hurts (Jamie calling Claire’s name, etc) deepen the hardness of her heart against him, until ultimately things become so lifeless between them, Jamie can’t stand it anymore and leaves
  • Laoghaire hides behind a façade of anger and pragmatism (inclined to screech and shoot people in the arm), but she lives her life heartbroken, really: she knows in her heart she’s sabotaged her (apparently) last chance at something resembling love. 


Anyway, as much as Laoghaire is not a likeable character, she is one that I pity tremendously. She made bad choices, but she also had a hard lot. Glad she found happiness in the end with her gardener or whatever :) 

-Bonnie 

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fifteen.

How do you know? Scully had asked him after the Boggs case (in the other place, not the place he thinks must be real). What’s real and what’s not, I mean.

She’d been reading a book and he’d been pretending to nap, and she’d said it, and it sounded like more entertainment then napping, so he’d scooted upright against the pillows, winced against the pain in his leg, and turned to look at her. I just know, he said.

She made a face, setting her book facedown in her lap. Okay, but how do you know?

(They sounded like the little girls, the Eves: how did you know what to do, he’d asked them when they’d dropped them off at the asylum, and they’d chorused, we just knew.)

I just do, he said. How do you know that everything I say is real isn’t?

Science, she said simply. (He could’ve asked about Boggs, but she’d made it clear yesterday, with the sudden stiff shape of her shoulders and the clipped way she said, It’s late, I have to go when he’d tried to get her to discuss it again. She didn’t want to talk about it. Fair, there was plenty he didn’t want to talk about.)

Okay, he said. Well, you have science, then. I have beliefs. I get a… feeling, and I know whether something is real or not.

Are you claiming to be psychic? she asked, raising an eyebrow, smirking. Is that how you knew Boggs wasn’t?

He smirked back. I didn’t say that. I said I just knew.

She nodded, waited a beat before opening her book again. He supposed that meant she was finished with the conversation.

She turned pages for a few minutes before saying, So it’s… wish fulfillment? If you want something to be true hard enough, then it will be?

That’s not what I said either, he said, slightly annoyed now.

Scully looked at him from over the top of the book. But you want to believe, she said, quietly.

The damn poster. He nodded, because he couldn’t exactly say no. I want to believe. So I do.

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anonymous asked:

Unsure if you've already posted on this. Thoughts on the A Dog's Purpose stuff. Personal opinion: I think shooting it down as "PETA PROPAGANDA!!!!111" is really. shallow. PETA didn't CGI the handler OBVIOUSLY pushing past the dog's discomfort level. That came from real life. Yes, I understand there's more than just those two clips, but it's pretty clear the handler made a very bad choice in THAT particular situation, Idgaf if they trained using magic and cookies all other times. Bad on them.

I’ve intentionally stayed out of A Dog’s Purpose posts, but wouldn’t personally boycott the film.

The original video was very blatantly edited to make a bad situation seem far worse than it actually was and, now that everyone’s had an emotional reaction to the original posting, any further viewing will still be colored by bias. The source was TMZ and PETA, both known for editing footage to make things seem way way more extreme than they already are.

I see a handler trying to convince a dog (a dog that was selected specifically for his love of water, and a dog that performed this stunt many times from the other side of the pool) that the water is truly not going to hurt him by picking him up and dipping his toes in it. I’m not saying this doesn’t count as flooding- it definitely is. But I am saying that I think 99% of my clients with dogs who have a sudden fear reaction to something they’ve seen multiple times before do the exact same thing because they’re convinced it’ll help. They pick up or drag the dog to forcibly show it that the thing they’re afraid of is truly Not A Monster ™. It is a mistake but it is a common mistake, and I really do believe that if we’d had the full story and the unedited BtS footage there would be a lot less of a public outcry and a lot more of “you moron, that’s not how you convince a spooked dog to stop spooking, no shit it didn’t work.”

I’m also wondering if the folks boycotting A Dog’s Purpose also boycotted the Hobbit movies considering negligent conditions caused 27 of the animals used in the films to die- a shock considering how much care the animal crew devoted to their animal actors in the first trilogy. And the Life of Pi where the tiger almost drowned in the tank because they decided not to CGI that particular scene. And HBO’s Luck considering 4 horses died during the filming of only 9 episodes. And Eight Below, that movie with the huskys, where the dogs got into a fight and the trainer’s way of breaking it up was to repeatedly punch the offending dog in the throat. And Flicka, where two horses died. There was even an allegation and case in 2014 for War Horse, which also had a horse die, though I don’t know how that turned out. And Prince Caspian, with multiple horses pulled for anything from “sudden lameness” to “wounded nose”. And Pirates of the Caribbean, which killed vast amounts of marine life with the underwater explosion effects. And Zookeeper, where an elderly giraffe had been stressed by filming and later died on set. And that’s only a few recent examples.

If you want to boycott a film that mistreated the animals during production, you’ll probably have to boycott all media that uses real animals as actors. Just saying.

Shadowhunters Sentence Starters
  • “How could someone as smart and perceptive as you not realize the person sitting right there is in love with you?”
  • “I'm turning 18. It's not like I'm heading on some epic journey.”
  • "Remember your fake ID sucks!"
  • “I'm miraculously healed and all you stunning people have magical powers?”
  • “It's a shame, really, denying them all this.”
  • “Why are you naked in an abandoned church?”
  • “Is there a meth problem we need to talk about?”
  • “What's a G.I. Joe?”
  • “Are you kidding? I was born afraid,....which sounded a lot better in my head.”
  • “For someone so old, you're not too wise, are you?”
  • "I've seen every horror movie ever made, and the funny best friend who gets left behind? Dead man."
  • "You're not that funny."
  • "____ is kind of nerd hot."
  • "Your family always welcomed strays."
  • "I don't need a spokesman. I need a plan."
  • "Are you that desperate to get laid that you'd risk killing us?"
  • "The living are so exhausting."
  • "Vampires have pay grades?"
  • "No human bond compares to what ____ and I have."
  • "What was in your coffee?"
  • "You know you'd be a lot happier if you weren't so fricken repressed."
  • "I couldn't live without you, _____. You're all I have left."
  • "They'll just turn into a bunch of fried eggs out here."
  • "I know you can color outside the lines. You're just not letting yourself think that way."
  • "Well, that was a window to the weird."
  • "Life is not what you want to do; it's about what must be done."
  • "Emotions are nothing but a distraction. You're ruled by them."
  • "There's nothing to be ashamed of ____."
  • "Does he normally lay like that without moving?"
  • "With a body like yours, everything's your color."
  • "Someone's looking badass."
  • "You don't get to talk to me, Captain America."
  • "Considering I'm the one with the weapons, I can say what I want."
  • "You have an interesting effect on people."
  • "You're like a yippy dog nipping at ____'s heels."
  • "Never trust a people who can't lie. They find much more inventive ways to stab you in the back."
  • "Playing hard to get? I love a challenge."
  • "I haven't taken my eyes off her."
  • "If I listened to my heart, I'd never be able to do my job."
  • "The only thing worth falling in love with is the word itself."
  • "I was raised a good Catholic."
  • "Honey, you look like you're dying."
  • "I'm dying to get out of this conversation."
  • "Your friends have the habit of turning up dead. I can't even imagine what your Facebook page looks like."
  • "It would be like Beyonce riding on a dinosaur in the middle of Times Square. People would notice."
  • "Passion makes you dangerous."
  • "Maybe that's supposed to mean something, but you're still you, and I'm still me. Sort of. Enough, anyway."
  • "Well, I don't want to bite you anymore."
  • "Maybe what I did was wrong and selfish, but my heart was breaking."
  • "Even starvation can't shut you up."
  • "You wanted to sweep history under the rug."
  • "I'm nothing more than a monster."
  • "I'll take care of _____ you have my word."
  • "It's love that makes you fight harder for what you want."
  • "Remind me why we couldn't do this at my place? At least there we could have had cocktails."
  • "Emotions are never black and white. They're more like symptoms."
  • "I didn't betray you, ____. I saved you from yourself."
  • "What kind of people sacrifice justice for law?"
  • "Maybe that's my destiny, to bring your family and mine together."
  • "People said I was mad. So I owned it."
  • "Visionaries are quirky crazy."
  • "If anyone catches us, we're dead."
  • "Right now, I just really need my mom."
  • "Whatever you do, don't lose hope."
  • "You're immortal. Time is on your side."
  • "I don't know who I am anymore. There's darkness in me. It's always been there."
  • "I came with you to escape my relationship drama, not get a front row seat to yours."
  • "You never cease to amaze me."
  • "Don't misread this as friendship."
  • "Rumour has it you're looking to settle down- get married."
  • "It's like my whole life has been a lie. Everything i have ever known..."
  • "Your bedside manner is abysmal."
  • "Is he always so charming?"
  • "I will never stop needing you."
  • "I'm glad you brought everybody here to witness your demise."
  • "Does this mean I'm not one of you?"
  • "I swear if that kid ruins one more jacket."
  • "Baby's first words."
  • "Yeah, this place isn't creepy. Not at all."
desiderium

pairing: taehyung x reader
genre: fluff, leaning more on angst towards the end
word count: 6,312
warnings: consuming of alcohol in the story
note: hello, pals! i’m back with my first fic after a year (wow) and i am so glad to have found happiness within writing once again. the idea of this came to life when i watched this gorgeous MV by Honne. feedback is much appreciated!! 

desiderium (n.) - an ardent desire or longing, especially: a feeling of loss or grief for something lost.

Originally posted by a-sakuras

It was April when you met him. Around that time, the flowers have bloomed and colored the world in soft hues that gave meaning to spring. The weather was increasingly warm, making your hair curl at the nape of your neck and at your temples as the telltale signs of summer were starting to appear. You had always considered spring as your most favored season, since you found fascination in the way the world seemed to get a little more colorful while the atmosphere shifted somewhere between cold and warm. Still, the thing you anticipated the most with the coming of spring is the annual blooming of the cherry blossom flowers; making a pale tinge covering most of the sky, shadowing everything in a pinkish-white glow.

You did not expect to meet him in the circumstances which you had, or anyone for that matter. It all happened when you were riding the train on your commute home. You weren’t coming home from work or a day out with friends. In truth, you mindlessly passed the time by walking around the city, spending your spare change on bus fares and train rides leading nowhere in particular. You decided it was time to go home since you still felt as empty as ever and no amount of time spent with yourself could make your heart feel vibrant.

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cyborgboy95  asked:

What do you think about Kruger as a character? I find it interesting that despite all the horrible things he makes himself went through for the sake of Eldia, he didn't got consumed by vengeance or become a fanatic. Heck, he even takes advantage of these traits in others to further his cause (Grisha & co, Marley). At the end of the path, he didn't declare but hope that his efforts (most of his life) to be right/justified, and even manage to mock himself a bit: "Maybe I haven't change. . .(c)

           ©Just a coward kid looking at the world through a crack in the closet door…“. One more thing, I see people giving the warriors a lot of flask for their compliance with Marley. Well, they’re still a bunch of children who think that playing the game of their oppressors is the ticket out. Sadly, maybe it indeed is - aside from contributing to the uneasy peace the Superpower Marley’s reign probably, temporarily provide for the entire world, what other choice in life do ghetto Eldians have?©             

           ©Without the Coordinate, that is. Speaking of the ability, if my theory - about Eren reaching his limit at the supposed mature age 18 due to stacking up two Titan types - is correct, then him withholding information about Historia becomes much more sympathetic: he probably intend to reveal it at his deadline, which is very soon (already after timeskip), if he really can’t find another way in the short time he has left. I bet whatever preparation Eren did will be pivotal, even with him gone.             

Kruger’s interesting to me. He’s gone so deep undercover that I think parts of him end up lost; that’s what allows him to keep going without losing his mind, but there’s a definite blankness to how he interacts with people that probably wasn’t always there.

He reminds me a little bit of Annie, actually. There’s a similar sense of moral awareness. He doesn’t know how much of what he’s done will help, and he’s done quite a bit of wrong in the name of a final result. His grand revenge scheme, so far, has really just covered his hands in more of his people’s blood in the name of keeping his position safe.

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GORILLAZ’ NOODLE MEETS PANASONIC JAGUAR RACING ENGINEER CHARANYA RAVI - TWO WOMEN, TWO JOURNEYS, ONE GOAL

Two women, two journeys, one goal. Two youngsters who grew up loving music and then, in all the best ways, were diverted on to a new path, and new, exciting futures.

One, a girl born in Chennai, India who relocated to Hartlepool, Britain aged 11 and ended up, via Imperial College London, at Jaguar Racing. The other born in… well, no one’s sure where… who joined a band before she was even a teenager and who we first met at around 10 years old; a Japanese guitar prodigy and martial arts expert who mysteriously arrived at Gorillaz’ Kong Studio in a FedEx crate…

[FULL ARTICLE UNDER THE CUT, it’s a really interesting read from both Charanya and Noodle]

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anonymous asked:

I haven't really seen anyone talking about it before, but do you think it's inevitable that Izuku will wind up looking as emaciated as Toshinori the longer he has One for All? From the flashbacks with Gran Torino it looks like Toshinori didn't always look as, ugh, haggard as he does now. Plus, we know that OfA has a lot of physical repercussions on the user, and both All Might and now Izuku don't take good care of their bodies/are notably reckless and self-sacrificing.

no?

the reason why Toshinori is so emaciated isn’t due to prolonged use of OFA, it’s because he had a hole punched in his side and lost his stomach and lung, and the surgeries and their complications are why he became so skinny and emaciated

it has nothing to do with his use of OFA. 

one of the major points in the series is that self-sacrifice isn’t always good, and you need to take care of yourself. that your actions have consequences, and you can’t recklessly run into a situation. Inko is worried about her son becoming paralyzed in his arms, and Toshinori is feeling the weight of that since he’s partially the reason why that happened. 

Izuku is realizing that he can’t just recklessly charge in and damage his limbs in order to win, because it does him no good in the long run, and it makes the people he’s closest to seriously worry for him. his actions have consequences.

Horikoshi is very good with this. everyone’s actions have consequences. Todoroki and Bakugou didn’t pass the Provisional License Exam b/c they didn’t do what was required of them, Iida went after Stain in revenge and now he has a serious injury in his arm that makes it hard to use it properly, Izuku pushed himself too far in his and Todoroki’s fight and permanently damaged his hand, Inko almost kept Izuku from going back to UA because his injuries were so serious, Toshinori’s novice teaching skills caused him to accidentally cause Izuku’s self destructive fighting streak in the first place, etc 

that’s why Izuku learning to take care of himself better and not injure himself in fights has become such a big deal, especially as of late. that’s why he switched to fighting with his legs, so he doesn’t do more damage to his arms, and he’s trying to regulate his power better so he doesn’t give himself even more injuries. that’s one of the major points of the series

hell, Aizawa said it early on in the series. if you injure yourself in the middle of a fight, you pretty much become as good as useless. Izuku took this lesson to heart, but he was still injuring himself in the process, just not enough to keep him down. now, he’s fighting in a way that doesn’t injure him at all.

Toshinori is all about self-sacrifice. this is one of his major faults. he’s so used to risking his life for everyone that it’s become normal for him. he told Inko straight up that he would risk his life in order to protect Izuku; and she flat out told him no

he needs to live. no more of that self-sacrificing bullshit. no, he needs to live and take care of himself for Izuku. dying would do no good to anyone. if Toshinori died, it would do more harm than good for Izuku. Izuku needs him alive and well. he needs Toshinori alive in order to learn from him more, and Toshi is practicing Izuku’s reason for living; he admires him so much.

one of the major points of the series is that self-sacrifice isn’t all that good. Stain’s whole moral is that Heroes should only be about self-sacrifice, and he’s on the extreme end of the spectrum. he’s got strong ideals, but he’s clearly presented as wrong. 

the series is deconstructing the self-sacrifice trope in shonen, and especially in hero comics. it has consequences. it’s not healthy. it’s bad for you. sometimes, just talking it out would be better. it’s not the only option you have. it causes pain, not just to you, but to those around you.

self-sacrifice is seen as good and noble, but there are consequences to it that is often ignored, and that’s what MHA is trying to show. it’s not all it’s talked up to be. the characters are being forced to see that it’s not as great as they thought, and that they need to think of other ways to fight, because self-sacrifice is just not going to cut it anymore

sure, there are going to be situations where it can’t be avoided. but that’s why they’re training. why Izuku specifically is training, so he can fight and protect without worrying about injuring himself again. the stronger and smarter and more cooperative they get, the less likely there’ll be many grievous injuries, or self sacrificial ploys

that’s one of the major points of the series. in the long run, self sacrifice isn’t gonna cut it. the characters are learning that and improving themselves so they don’t have to resort to it in every fight. to learn the value of themselves and how them getting hurt scares the people around them. about how their actions have consequences. how they can’t go on like that anymore

that’s the point Horikoshi is trying to make by showing us all the damage Toshinori took from his life of being a self-sacrificial hero. why he’s shown us Izuku getting more and more hurt as the series goes on.

because self-sacrifice isn’t the only way to be an effective hero. 

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the-tao-of-fandom  asked:

For prompts: So I'm interested to hear about the courtship of female Sam Vimes and Lady Ramkin because obviously that's something everyone needs in their lives. (or just the life of a female Sam in general)

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Those nights when she makes it home at something approaching a decent hour, Sam will lie in bed with Sybil’s head on her stomach. Sybil keeps her hair very short and fine beneath her wigs, and Sam likes the feel of it, tracing every dip and line of Sybil’s skull, from the soft rolls of her neck to the slope of her temples, the sharp curve of her widow’s peak. Her fingertips could map out Ankh-Morpork on Sybil’s skin, though sometimes she got distracted and forgot where Scooner’s Lane ended and the faint divot beneath Sybil’s ear began.

Sometimes Sybil will talk, or read aloud, and Sam thinks—there’s the Chase, there is always the Chase, but this might the only thing she’s ever known where there’s joy in the having.

What are you thinking about? Sybil asks sometimes, and Sam says, Nothing, nothing. Tell me more, I was listening. I like listening to you.

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There was an Understanding.

The Understanding was: Her Grace, Lady Sybil Deidre Olgivanna Ramkin, had, on the twelfth of May, married Captain Samantha Vimes of the Ankh-Morpork Watch. It was a very lovely ceremony. There had been cake.

Questions on the matter, such as “is there legal precedent for this”, “where exactly are the records for—” and “how does a noble title pass to a duchess’ wife” could be respectfully addressed to the Patrician.

It was amazing how quickly people Understood, when Vetinari was suggested as the alternate means of education.

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anonymous asked:

Was it just me or was anyone else really uncomfortable with how Lin was forced to spend time with her sister and her family when she obviously didn't want to? Going through that discomfort all because Suyin wanted her to? Like I don't care how many decades have passed if I don't want to see a close relative again I have definitely made up my mind and wouldn't plan to see them either and them having a family wouldn't change it. It was frustrating to see her get grief for it. Maybe it's just me.

Mary Suyin

Bryke have a tense relationship with a lot of their online fans. They don’t take criticism well, and when they do try to pander to their fanbase, the results are … unfortunate. Such is the case with one Suyin Beifong, another character they liked waaaay too much for her own good. The creators of Korra had been on the receiving end of fan exasperation for their dearth of present and living mother figures. They responded to this in typical Bryke fashion: with a good idea executed poorly and with absolutely no effort at nuance.

It’s obvious that Suyin’s presence was correlated to fan criticism, not only because they tried too hard (You want a mother figure? How about a daughter of a fan favorite character? And she’ll have four, no, five children! And everyone will look up to her! And she’ll be an artist and happily married and the leader of the bestest city ever!), but because they awkwardly had to introduce her in Book Three as Lin’s sister that no one had seen or heard of before. The entire sibling rivalry plot with Lin only existed because they couldn’t explain Suyin’s sudden introduction any other way. (Still, you’d think Tenzin would have mentioned her at some point in the first two books! Oh, well.) And as Mary Sues are wont to, she does terrible things throughout The Legend of Korra without acknowledging her mistakes, much less growing from them, and without suffering any negative consequences for her actions.

The initial setup for Suyin was great. A metalbending mom who is in charge of a city and defined by more than her familial status? Sign me up! But as with so many Bryke endeavors, Suyin’s character path breaks down on closer inspection. We need look no further than “Old Wounds.” When Lin and Suyin were teenagers, Lin:

  • Arrested Suyin for criminal activity.

Suyin:

  • Hung around with criminals even when her mother was chief of police
  • Helped gangsters steal property
  • Resisted arrest
  • Scarred her older sister for life
  • Proceeded to blame all of the above on Lin and her mother

It’s pretty obvious which sister was more in the wrong. Now, people might excuse Suyin for this by saying she had an absent mother and was only fifteen:

But yes, she was not the first teenager to make a mistake via a series of rash actions in the name of rebellion. The problem isn’t that she has a troubled past. Tons of people do. The problem is that we never see her grow from those past mistakes. From troubled youth to presiding over a city, happily married with five children—how did she do it? What growth did her character undergo to make her shape up the way she did? Toph tears up the arrest report and feels so guilty she resigns from the force a year later; Lin is scarred forever and carries that resentment with her. But all Suyin gets is a trip to her grandparents’ house, who, while terrible guardians in A:TLA, seem to have been converted into trustworthy parents that magically transformed Suyin into a responsible adult.

Suyin’s actions cause other people to suffer consequences while she gets rewarded.

Fast forward a few decades. Lin is compelled to visit her sister and gets no end of needling for her lack of desire to have contact with the person who put a mark on her face. Upon reuniting with her sister, Suyin doesn’t offer an apology or try to make it up to Lin. Instead, in the face of Lin’s understandable coldness, she says the most hurtful thing possible:

You know what, Lin? You’re the one who hasn’t changed. You’re still a bitter loner who only cares about herself. No wonder Tenzin ended things with you years ago.

Is it any wonder Lin wants to fight her? And again, there is no chastising of Suyin for this, no pointing out how poorly she acted or how badly this reflects on her as a sister, hostess, and head of the city of Zaofu. Rather, the entire burden of making amends and changing her ways is fobbed off on Lin.

Despite Suyin’s assertion that Lin is the one who hasn’t changed, Lin is actually the one we see change, not Suyin. It is Lin who undergoes a fever, who recovers and apologizes to Opal and gets the ball rolling with the reconciliation. It’s only after Lin offers to mend fences that Suyin apologizes—not for her criminal behavior or for scarring her sister, but because she “gave [Lin] a hard time as a kid”. Um, no. Putting bugs in someone’s bed is giving them a hard time. Calling them an embarrassing nickname is giving them a hard time. What Suyin did was more than just childish shenanigans; it had a profound effect on the rest of Lin’s life.

Speaking of life-changing experiences, yes, Bryke are aping Zuko’s character development with respect to Lin’s fever—because what else are they going to do?—but at least they’re trying. With Suyin, they ignore her wrongdoing because they’ve decided she’s a character they like, and that’s that.

But the misadventures of Suyin Beifong don’t end there. In Book 4, the Earth Kingdom is in shambles with the assassination of the Earth Queen, yet Suyin refuses to be the leader the Earth Kingdom needs in its time of turmoil. She frames this as not wanting to grab power, but misunderstands the situation. She is the most visible Earth Kingdom leader left in a land with a history of monarchy and growing civil unrest; it is her job to bring stability back to her homeland. But instead of the message, “With great power comes great responsibility,” we get, “With great responsibility comes great power … so do nothing while your country descends into chaos!” Why didn’t she work together with the other Earth Kingdom leaders and form a coalition government, or at least pick an actual strong head of state, rather than Wu? She could George Washington it and hand off power once things were more stable if she felt she had to stand on principle. Instead, knowing the Earth Kingdom’s history with tyranny and the growing banditry issues, she turns her back on those who most need her help. This creates the ideal climate for someone like Kuvira to take over—a fact neither Suyin nor anyone else on the “good side” acknowledges.

And perhaps the most egregious example of Mary Suyin is with Kuvira herself. Suyin is on the record saying that Kuvira was like a daughter to her growing up. Considering Kuvira ended up conquering the Earth Kingdom and wiping out anyone who opposed her rule, something must have gone pretty wrong during her upbringing, wouldn’t you say? But watch what happens when Suyin comforts her biological son (who also participated in this conquest):

Baatar Jr.: Mom, I’m so sorry. I betrayed you- the whole family. I gave my life to Kuvira, and she just fired that weapon at me. How could she do that?

Su: I don’t know, sweetie. She’s a complicated person.

Baatar Jr.: Wing and Wei will never forgive me. And Opal…

Su: Yeah, they might take some time to come around, (takes Baatar’s hand) but we’ll work through it- as a family.

 And now watch her reaction to the person she said was like a daughter:

Kuvira: And Su, I’m sorry for all the anguish I’ve caused you and your family.

Su: You’re going to answer for everything you’ve done.

Of course, Suyin never admits any guilt over either party’s actions, since with Baatar she doesn’t even know what she’s apologizing for (“I don’t know what I did to hurt you, but whatever it was, I’m sorry”). But there is a spectacular double standard on display with respect to Baatar and Kuvira. No calls her out on it. No one challenges her. And if you still don’t see how morally reprehensible this is, consider Iroh and Zuko.

When Iroh said:

Ever since I lost my son …

I think of you as my own.

 He meant this:

Zuko: How can you forgive me so easily?

Iroh: I was never angry with you. I was sad, because I thought you lost your way.

Zuko: I did lose my way.

Iroh: But you found it again. And you did it by yourself! And I am so happy you found your way here.

Yet Suyin condemned Kuvira at the first opportunity, despite Kuvira apologizing.

This scene:

And this scene:

Tell us everything we need to know about Suyin Beifong. (And about Bryke’s writing vs. Aaron Ehasz’s.) Her lack of development is just one casualty in a long line of ethical dilemmas that LOK squanders by focusing only on the character performing an action, not on the action itself.

Bagginshield fic recs! Part 2.

So yeah,  people have been asking me for more fic recs. And what can I say, I have difficulty finding good fics, so how can I deny people a list? Every fic here is my favourite, but my favourite-favourties are marked with **. Here you have it folks!

-ANGST

Yeah, we love pain in this fandom for some reason… can’t quite figure out why. Here, have some fics that are beautiful, but hurt worse than BoFA!

Hollow** by shinigami714- “Hobbits on average eat six, sometimes seven meals a day. Bilbo struggles with eating drastically less than this while on the journey to Erebor and at the same time does not wish to show his weakness.”

but oh, my heart was flawed** by lacking- “Thorin hopes the story of his life will not be told as a tragedy. And as he looks back on it all, watching for glimpses of sky through the swaying flap of his tent, it’s finally become clear to him that there was never another way for this to end.”

Prayers to Broken Stone** by avelera- ““Sleeping on a dragon’s hoard with greedy, dragonish thoughts in his heart, he had become a dragon himself.” – The Voyage of the Dawn Treader, by C.S. Lewis

Twisted by the effects of dragon sickness, Thorin banishes not only Bilbo but the entire company from Erebor. Days pass with no word from their missing leader and, fearing the effects the gold may have on the other dwarves, Bilbo decides to enter the mountain alone in search of Thorin.

What he finds may not be Thorin for much longer.

Or: In which dragon sickness is very, very literal, and Bilbo must save Thorin from himself.”

hands too small to hold it** by sparklyslug(slylilgoblin)- “the basic fact is that Bilbo doesn’t look as old as he should. Easy to forget when surrounded by those who live into their 300s during times of peace. But Gandalf has reminded them all, curse him. 

Because Thorin might survive the Battle of Five Armies, and Bilbo might stay in Erebor. But eventually the ring must be dealt with. Much as Thorin doesn’t want it to be.”

An Ode to Broken Things by wizards_pupil- “ “Thorin, I have a weak heart. It has trouble pumping enough blood through my body. That’s why I’m always so low on energy. And…” Bilbo swallowed, forcibly keeping his eyes on the flickering flames. Thorin wasn’t moving by his side. “And it’s failing. There are healers in Greenwood who have gifts for mending hearts, but there isn’t much chance it will work. I haven’t been very responsive to any other methods, and… Well… I don’t have very long.” Bilbo dropped his eyes to his hands. He’d ripped the four-leaf clover Bofur had given him. It seemed horribly symbolic of his life.

Headed to Greenwood to see the healer Thranduil, Bilbo Baggins and Gandalf the Grey hitch a ride with thirteen dwarves headed to Erebor.

Bilbo had hoped it would be like the adventures he read. That there would be orcs, sword fights, torture, revenge, trolls, chases, or escapes.

He had never expected miracles or true love.”

Skin-Gold by Tawabids-“Bilbo gives a little laugh. “I thought it was a… a story for children. ‘Don’t strike a good fellow in anger’, my mother used to say,” he clears his throat and steps closer to Thorin, “because those who die badly will return until they have taken their revenge. They will return as dragons, and dragons have keen eyes, and will always find you no matter where you hide.”

In the end, dragons are more useful in a battle than hobbits - but you have to lose one to get the other.“

But I Will Hold(As Long As You Like)** by scarecrowqueen- "Circumstances had not allowed him time to address his failures as both King and friend to the Hobbit that had been as stalwart and courageous as any dwarf who’d ever stood by him. Without the chance to speak his apologies to the burglar in life, Thorin had settled for carving them into the casket itself; the Khuzdul runes pressing forever into Bilbo’s small back as if to write his penitence onto the Hobbit’s very bones in death. It feels like a hopeless gesture, however sincere it had been; after all, what use at all were words carved in stone to the dead?

Bilbo dies in the Battle of Five Armies. The Durin’s live. All the regret in the world won’t keep the dead resting peacefully though, as Thorin is soon to learn.”

Smoke In The Night by authoressjean-“"It was funny, he mused. He had fourteen guests, fourteen old and dear friends, and yet he’d never felt so lonely before in his life.”

Bilbo wakes to a time and place he had never expected to see, or live, again, with familiar faces that hold no memory of him. All the lies ahead of him is the choice: to go with them on the journey only he knows of, or to stay in Hobbiton and try to find a different life. One without the dwarf who doesn’t remember their friendship, their affections.

Bilbo’s had harder choices to make before. He’s certain of it. But none seem harder than this choice he has to make now.

One-shot.“

Burning with a Magnificent Madness** by EmilianaDarling-"Thorin’s madness had been like a dam bursting; fast and brutal and incomprehensible, like water rushing out and devastating everything in its path.

For Bilbo, it’s more like a slow trickle over the course of a lifetime. Out of sight and out of mind - and almost imperceptible until he’s already drowning”

A Fertile Garden** by Salvia_G-“Thorin loses his dignity, gaining something more valuable in the process. Bilbo waxes lyrical about peaches, among other things.”

This ain’t no night to be on your own** by muse_at_dawn-“Based on a prompt: Bilbo rides Thorin while being invisible and Thorin doesn’t know about the ring and doesn’t understand the fuck’s happening. But he likes it." (note: don’t judge this one by the description. it sounds like a cracky smutty thing, but it’s actually beautifully written angst and smut. read it and you’ll see what i mean.)

Grasshopper by shinigami714- "Hobbits are one of the softer creatures of Middle Earth. They have no qualms with their emotions and enjoy the simple things in life, like romance and love. Dwarven customs differ greatly, their emotions often kept on the inside. What happens when the two mix?”

-FLUFF

Well that hurt. Now, let’s let our gay shorties be happy for a while. Here’s the feel-good kind of stories.

Making Amends** by Winter_of_our_discontent-“Hobbits place great value on social harmony. In fact, they’ve developed some… unique… cultural practices to help everyone get along.

Of course, no one told Thorin Oakenshield that.”

Before I Stumble Homeward by lacking- “In which Thorin is left slightly more injured after his confrontation with Azog. The fever sets in, the journey continues on, and a bond is formed.”

Firmament by Lee_Whimsy- “Bilbo, more or less by accident, had become a collector of rings. Gollum’s ring he kept in his pocket, safely hidden away, but another he wore—never mind that it was far too large, and always slipping off his finger.

“It suits you,” Thorin said, and took Bilbo’s hands in his. “There. Now you hold all that is dear to me.””

Hazy Shades of Summer** by Chamelaucium-“Bilbo made a soft noise as he brought his hand up to his mouth - if Thorin hadn’t known better he’d have said he was stifling a laugh - and stared at Thorin in amusement. ‘You don’t know…’

Thorin stiffened and tried to look haughty, although the effect was rather ruined by the crimson blush gracing his cheeks. 'Don’t know what, burglar?’

Bilbo didn’t even seem upset by the use of 'burglar’ again. Instead he - he laughed! Thorin couldn’t deny that he enjoyed the sound of that laugh very much - too much - but he maintained his stony composure as Bilbo’s shoulders shook in suppressed mirth.

'You didn’t… You didn’t hear about hobbits,’ he said.

'I don’t believe there’s much to hear.’

Of course, that is where Thorin was completely wrong.”

Gargalesis by aurorealis-“"Dwarves aren’t ticklish at all but Hobbits are really ticklish. Thorin finds out and proceeds to tickle Bilbo until he’s wheezing and crying with laughter. ”“

On The Pull by Heyerette-"While in Lake-Town, Thorin acquires an injury that forces him to stay in bed. Making him remain in the same is a task not for the faint-hearted.”

The Sound of the Deep Ground by Amledo-“While on the journey, Bilbo becomes increasingly annoyed that the Dwarves seem to ignore him or talk like he isn’t there. What he doesn’t know is that he shouldn’t be able to hear them and that his strange attraction to Thorin has something to do with it. Contains Thilbo and Fili/Kili”

Our lives to Make by ShaneAndrew-“Bilbo must venture the long road back to the Shire to see his newborn nephew, leaving Thorin to rule over Erebor. But when word reaches him mid-travel that Frodo has been orphaned, he knows he cannot go back to the Lonely Mountain alone.

What will Thorin say when Bilbo returns with his nephew in tow, when he’s lost his own kin so recently?”

Riddle Me This** by redcarrigan-“Bilbo loves riddles, Thorin hates games.”

By the fire** by Comedia-“Bilbo is appropriately surprised the first time Thorin sits down next to him by the fire, but as time passes it becomes a habit for them. Always sitting together, often smoking, they spend many nights talking about everything from Bilbo’s gardening to dwarvish tattoos. While not being entirely aware of it themselves, their relationship slowly but steadily changes.”

-SMUT

Time for some hobbit on dwarf action, don’t y'all think? Here’s smut!

Planted a Seed by diemarysues-“Thorin put his mouth close to Bilbo’s ear. “My plans involve pressing you down onto the green grass, with your heels on my shoulders and my fingers in your –””

Out for Tea** by evek- “Prompt: Thorin is a CEO, Bilbo an intern, a very cute and distracting intern. The two have worked in the same office building for 6 years, and Thorin is sexually frustrated because Bilbo obliviously flirts with Thorin, not even realizing the effect he is having on the older man. So, after one meeting, Thorin has had enough and bends Bilbo over the desk and smut.”

Footfalls by emmyxogast-“From the kink meme, the prompt requested femslash/genderbender

Or alternatively, fem!Thorin not being able to resist fem!Bilbo with her curly hair and soft curves.”

I’m Not a Burglar, You’re Not a Whore(wip) by clearbluewater- “What if Thorin was first instead of last to Bag End? And what if Bilbo had been expecting someone completely different?

Bilbo Baggins may be a bachelor, but he still has needs. He has been corresponding with someone from Bree, and they have arranged a meeting at Bag End. Only when Bilbo opens the door, he hadn’t thought his partner was a dwarf. Or quite so handsome.

Or, that one where Bilbo mistakes Thorin for his hookup and Thorin isn’t quite sure what to make of his prospective burglar propositioning him for sex. Misunderstandings are had, hair beads are lost, and Gandalf is left wondering how those two could fuck things up quite so badly before the quest even starts.”

Ori tells a story** by sra_danvers-“Thorin hired Ori as fanfiction scribe for the Company; fanfic to be read aloud at the fireside as entertainment on the journey. Bilbo’s interpretation of scribe is rather different & far more traditional, so he is initially scandalised & ultimately titillated as the fics are read out. Especially as the quest progresses & he becomes the subject of more than a few of Ori’s stories!”(the title and the description are a bit decieving, but this has one of the hottest pieces of smut in the fandom)

Terms and Conditions by clawswrites-“In which, Bilbo is expected to please Thorin and, although unexpected, he can’t say he’s completely unaffected by the turn of events. Bagginsheild smut. AU.

In reflection, Bilbo Baggins knew he probably should have read the small print of his contract. At the time, he had been completely distracted by the list of injuries that he may or may not receive by participating in this adventure. Any reasonable hobbit would be put off by the word ‘incineration’, so he really couldn’t be blamed.”

AU

These are just what they say. AU. Brilliant, wonderful AU.

Adventures, and how to Pen them by evilnira-“AU/ Bilbo Baggins is a wealthy writer who’s only adventures have been the books he’s penned. Perturbed his friend only writes tales of adventure, Gandalf decides a little meddling is in order. Thorin Oakenshield is brought into the picture, a renowned traveler and photographer, has lived the adventures Bilbo could only imagine and wants nothing more that one of his own to be written. Now the only thing stopping a good Adventure is the small part about travelling the world for it, and Bilbo absolutely refuses the preposterous idea… well, if he did, there wouldn’t be a story, would there?”

The Fairy tale killer by silverneko9lives0-“When little girls start dying in what appears to be unrelated accidents and murders, the last thing Seattle PD expected was to be recruited in a task force with FBI Agent William “Bilbo” Baggins who claims that the murders are done by the Fairy Tale Killer.”

How the West Was Won and Where it got us by stickman-“Bilbo is a harried 1st year British literature Ph.D. (early 20th century fiction) who happens to have an interest in spatial narrative structures, a lack of time-management skills, and a tiny apartment with a lot of books and very little furniture. He’s stressed, always, and doesn’t quite know where he belongs. He tells himself that really, this is, in fact, what he wants to be doing. But sometimes, as much as he loves books, he gets an urge to do something with his hands.

Thorin is a disgruntled M.Arch. 1 in his last year who can’t be arsed to shave and frightens his students, and, frankly, his profs, but his work is top-notch so no one can really say much. They can, however, bully him into running a hands-on design workshop on Saturday mornings, which is complete crap, because he’s used to drinking his Friday nights into oblivion so showing up at Milstein at 7:45 the next morning and trying to teach in a room of wall-to-wall windows as the sun rises is not at the top of his list. Besides, no one ever shows up.

Except one morning, someone does.”

Pride and Prejudice(or, the wooing of Bilbo Baggins) by clockworkgirl1221-“What if The Hobbit was really an early 19th century romance novel?

Or, The Hobbit meets Pride and Prejudice.”

Bordeline Harassement, probably** by lindoreda-“Thorin is the most exciting thing to happen to Bilbo in a long time, and all he does is sit in the library and read. But it takes a special kind of person to tackle The Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire, and Bilbo is determined to find out how special.”

You’re the only thing I want to see by authoressjean-“You’d think after dating someone for two years you’d know almost everything about them.

And then Bilbo finds out that his boyfriend, multi-millionaire author extraordinaire, has glasses. Thorin wears glasses.

And it’s a very appealing image.”

Beard wars by Bernie_N-““I kissed him! I touched his beard- oh my God.”
Bilbo’s in a bit of a daze.
“What was it like?” Bard asks, looking morbidly curious about the whole thing.
“It was so soft, Bard. Like cotton!” Bilbo can’t even cope with this right now.”

Durin’s league** by hobbitgrl-“When the mysterious Durin’s League takes the national spotlight in the battle against the super-powered villains of the Smaug Corporation Bilbo Baggins doesn’t think much of it. At least not until Thorin Oakenshield crashes through her living room wall and Gandalf tells her she’s their only hope.”

idylls of the king by tuesdaymoon-“written for a prompt on hobbit_kink: Thorin a single parent/uncle, Bilbo babysits. Fili and Kili are a handful. Essentially NANNY AU where Thorin is a perturbed Detective Inspector navigating through life.”

A Spoonful of Sugar by Bernie_N-“Thorin the baker may or may not have fallen in love with the golden-haired man who walks past his store each morning.”

An Unexpected Proposal** by Eareniel-“As Bilbo sat smoking in his empty hobbit hole, he couldn’t help but wonder – when did his life become so boring? Or better yet – when did his old life stop being enough?

He suspected the answer to that question lay somewhere around the time when he had refused Thorin Oakenshield’s offer of marriage.”

———-

hope you guys like this list, took me forever to make(though not as long as writing the fics, i’d reckon. fanfic authors are amazing)

this one is less categorized than the last list, and the reason for this is because i have lots of things to do, and am really busy, so it’s a bit more rushed than the last time. so sorry.

No Place Like Home

The future is a different country. Sometimes it’s hard to find home. 

A What If Peggy (with the Serum) was in the ice with Steve AU (Steggy Secret Santa gift for @bisexualhayesmorrisons)

Note: This is… slightly more melancholy in tone than I’d really intended, especially at the beginning, but I hope you enjoy it regardless. Also, this is not compliant with Peggy’s backstory in S2.



“I’ve gotta put her in the water,” Steve said, looking at her as she fiddled with the radio, trying to get someone on the line.

She didn’t acknowledge the words. She focused on the panel in front of her, but her shoulders were tense and the red nails of her empty hand bit into her palm. They had both looked at the instruments panel. It didn’t take fluency to know that whatever Schmidt had pressed earlier had locked them on course to New York. There wasn’t any choice, and they both knew it. The plane had to go down, and the only way to accomplish that now was to do it manually.

“Peggy?”

She looked over at him, her hair mussed and falling in her eyes after the fighting with Schmidt. She watched him with resignation for a moment. She’d always known there was the possibility that they might not live to see the end of the war, but right now it was overwhelming. She sighed and went still, when Steve reached out to take her hand, gently pressing his gloved fingers against her clenched ones, prompting her fingers uncurling to wrap tightly around his. Some of the tension ebbed away from her frame, but there was a fear there that wouldn’t be assuaged with a mere touch.

“If I could just find the bloody frequency-” Peggy grumbled, adjusting the radio panel with her free hand. There was a pop and crackle before static.

“I’m sorry, Peggy.”

She sighed. “I know.”

Ice stretched across the horizon, a white blanket. There was a moment of regret and pain for all the things neither of them would get to see now. All those plans and promises they’d both acknowledged but never quite made were going to end here in the cold. When Steve let go of her hand to take hold of the stick, Peggy laid her hand on top of his and nodded.

Together, they pushed, sending the plane careening down toward the ice below.

“I guess we won’t make that dance after all,” Steve said, looking at her. He laughed, a sad chuckle that sent a lance through her heart. “Probably for the best, I would have hated to step on your toes.”

Peggy was tempted to laugh. Of all the things for him to worry about- even if it was for nothing. “Far worse things have happened to me than you stepping on my toes, Steve.”

He smiled sadly. “We could have had the band play something slow.”

Peggy woke gasping, a sharp prickle running across her skin like needles. It was a feeling of ice in her veins. She had dreamed of the crash before, the feeling of the wind and the cold and the searing pain that followed. It was never the same twice, sometimes she dreamed of other horrors: of the Schmidt’s red skull laughing as the plane went down in flames and the feel of blood pooling at her feet and covering her hands.

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spillywolf  asked:

Tbh I get kinda mad when people say that Deacon was lying about Barbara, like okay you can believe whatever you want cuz he's fictional and it shouldn't bother me so much but COME ON he's not a jerk I don't think even he would lie about something like that, all his other lies are about such unimportant things compared to that one and he acted totally different you can tell he wasn't lying I mean really //end rant

I agree with you here Spills 1000%. Lying about having a dead spouse for sympathy and/or trickery would belie Deacon as being a sociopath, which he definitely is not. I mean, he sacrifices his life and identity on a daily basis for the sake of a whole other race of people. Also, he’s quick to fess up to his lies if you have the charisma enough to catch him in one. But if you refuse his final dialogue (depending on the severity with which you do so) he is either understanding or angry with himself. There are tons of other, more articulate posts in favor of the final dialogue, so I’m not gonna drag mine out. Instead…

My personal “headcanon”or whatever, I guess “read” is more appropriate, is that Deacon didn’t lie in his final affinity dialogue(at least not completely, but I’m still in the “it’s the whole truth” camp). I think he genuinely feels like scum and that he doesn’t deserve a position in the Railroad. I believe he changes his face partly for the practicality it confers to him as a spy, partly to try and erase the man who he once was, and partly as a sort of self-inflicted punishment. I mean, that many surgeries has to take a physical toll on someone, not to mention the emotional and psychological damage that probably come along with it.

Then enters Sole stage left. Assuming you play Sole as the “brotherhood of man” type character, Deacon views them as a beacon of hope; a chance at redemption for the Commonwealth. This hope, I believe, is a big portion of his character arc. Case in point, he directly talks about Barbara in a way that makes her sound like, and I quote, “…the whole world had a chance. That one day we could climb out of this wreckage. She could do that to people.” And his description of her? “She had a smile like on those old magazine covers.

When Barbara died, Deacon lost his hope, and I’m betting he agreed to join the Railroad because without his wife he had no direction, and he figured fighting the Institute would be the closest thing to justice he could get for Barbara. 

Now here’s Sole: all old world looks and old world values. They reach out to Deacon and offer him friendship, something Deacon has been withholding from himself for a long time. Deacon thought he was strong. He thought he could effectively wall himself off from the rest of the world, and that did work for a while, but only because these post war types don’t bother making friendships with people who don’t reciprocate the gesture.

But Sole manages to bust through Deacon’s monolithic barriers. They constantly forgive him for his lies, the one thing about Deacon that most pushes people away. When Sole looks at him, they don’t see scum, or an irrevocable liar; They see a broken man and a friend. 

And maybe, just maybe, since Sole can forgive Deacon for being a liar, they can forgive him for his past, for being a real piece of filth. It’s all-consuming at first: the thought, the hope. It hurts. Ever since Barbara died, Deacon’s never been this compulsive, but he’s tired of running and hungry for closure. Maybe it’s time he grieved.

And so he let’s his guard down. He tells Sole everything and waits, cringing, for the cosmic punchline. For Sole to justifiably spit in his face and send him away. 

But they don’t.

They apologize to him. 

They apologize to him.

Deacon knows he doesn’t deserve it and refuses the hug, but inside he’s flooded with relief. Telling Sole about the Claws and Barbara, he never knew he could be so free. For the first time in years he’s consumed with the desire to run and shout and laugh and cry all at once!

Instead, he tucks the happy thought away with careful experience and contents himself with a small outward smile, hoping from this small gesture that Sole understands the true depth of his gratitude.

anonymous asked:

Just so you know, if you ever write a one-shot about Chloe and Lucifer as president and first gentleman, I would read the shit out if it. I didn't even know I need it but now I think that would be the most hilarious thing

pure crack based on my tags from this post, Lucifer’s feelings about Trump, and the fact that I think we could all really use this.

“Wow,” says Chloe Decker, President-elect of the United States of America, as she stares at her new office. A windowless corner cubicle, it is not. She laughs a little unsteadily, as the gravity of it finally, finally seems to be hitting. “So, uh, that’s it, I guess. Not bad. And before you ask, no. We absolutely may not have sex on the desk.”

Her devoted spouse pouts. “Bloody hell, you already stopped me from jumping on the bed in the Lincoln Bedroom and now this. It’s like you’re determined not to let me have any fun at all. Besides, I can’t do anything any more degrading to it than he did.”

Despite herself, Chloe snorts. “Answer’s still no.”

“Oh, come on, Senator. Just once?”

“No, I said. And you’re going to have to get used to calling me Madam President, remember?” Chloe turns to grin up at her husband. In exactly six days, America’s First Gentleman is going to be one Lucifer Morningstar, and America is going to have absolutely no idea what hit it. The Westboro Baptist Church has already announced plans to picket the inauguration, delighting Lucifer inordinately, and the right wing nut job online hysteria factory has been double-overtime blowing gaskets on theories about how these are the biblical End Times and Satan has taken over America (“oh bless them, look how hard they’re working to prove I’m the Devil, it’s adorable”), but the rest of the country is too relieved at getting rid of Chloe’s predecessor to care. There is still a distinct whiff of orange about the whole place, and of course he’s been a massive sore loser and has made the transition as purposefully unhelpful as possible. But Chloe is armed and ready to go. She wasn’t intending on running for president so early in her career, though she did have it in mind after quitting acting and following her dad, a greatly respected U.S. Senator from California who was shot at a re-election event in 2000, into politics. Like him, she’s one of the critically endangered species who thinks she can really make a positive difference in people’s lives, and after a stint in the state legislature, two terms in the House, getting elected to the Senate and her dad’s old seat soon after she turned thirty, and being tipped as a rising star in the Democratic Party to take down Führer Cheeto Voldemort in 2020, here she is. It’s a surreal and emotional moment, to say the least. But they made it.

“Well,” Lucifer says, as they continue to stare at the Oval Office and Chloe tries to imagine herself sitting there, reading briefings, making decisions, fielding calls from foreign leaders. The work part, at least, is not going to be a problem for her. “As the presidential spouse, do I at least get to plan the entertainment? Play piano at state dinners, order the strippers?”

“Lucifer, we have gone over this. Absolutely no strippers at state dinners.”

“Right, right. We are running a classy White House again.” He snaps his fingers. “And I suppose the media will have a fit if I spend a lot of money decorating the place to make it look less like your dead grandmother’s sitting room. All that china and striped wallpaper, really. It’s already bad enough that we have to have those Secret Service gits in sunglasses following us everywhere. Do they think I can’t protect you?”

“Considering what happens to you when I’m around, and that we have a lot of crazy people with guns very angry at us, I’m perfectly fine with them.” Of all of this, Chloe has worried most about the effect on Trixie, transplanting a thirteen-year-old girl across the country from Los Angeles to Washington D.C., transformed overnight from an ordinary tween worrying about starting high school and boys and pimples to the single most scrutinized child in the world, who will never have an entirely normal life again. Malia and Sasha are going to be by later for a chat, and Chloe has invited Barack and Michelle as her special guests to the inauguration, after all the campaigning they did for her – along with her ex-husband, former California Attorney General Dan Espinoza, and U.S. Representative Ella Lopez, from Detroit. Her new vice president, Dr. Linda Martin, has already been dubbed “America’s Mom,” and the internet loves her. (They also love Chloe and Lucifer.) Amenadiel had kittens about an angel interfering in human politics and didn’t do any events, while Maze, to prove a point, did about twenty a day. They, however, had to strictly forbid her from starting them off by running on stage dressed in black leather, cracking a whip, and yelling, “VOTE FOR CHLOE AND LINDA, PUNY MORTALS!”

As for Lucifer himself, it turns out that if you give him one of his favorite subjects (Chloe) and clear instructions (talk about how awesome she is), he is an absolute lethal weapon, stone-cold closer, on the campaign trail. Easily drew the biggest crowds, and was, of course, more than happy to take a million selfies with everyone afterward. What’s noticeable is how that feeling seems to have finally permeated the air around here again, how relieved and hopeful everyone is. They’re expecting a record crowd, and Hillary Clinton sent a personal note of thanks and congratulations. Yes, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named did a lot of shit in four years. A lot. But Chloe is going to fix it, at least as much as she can. And for all his requests to jump on Abraham Lincoln’s bed and have sex on a desk built with wood from the U.S.S. Constitution, she wouldn’t have anyone else as her partner on this.

“Anyway,” she says, as they step back and start to walk. There are a thousand events to finalize, a draft of her inaugural address to look over, a few interviews to do, a press conference where she is very much looking forward to answering questions about how much the Cheeto is hating having a woman kick him out in total humiliating one-term disgrace (the Electoral College split was close to 400-138 and the popular vote was 55%-33%-12%  – yes, Gary Johnson and Jill Stein are still running, and even more bewilderingly, yes, people are still voting for them) as officially America’s least popular president ever. Chloe’s first meetings in the White House are all slotted for women’s groups and minorities and everyone else who needs their seat at the table back. “I have something else I want you to do.”

“Oh?” Lucifer looks intrigued. “And what is that?”

“Anyone I’m appointing to any post anywhere, I want you to meet them. They’re all going through the usual vetting process, of course, but you’re a lot faster than any bureaucracy – and frankly, a lot more efficient. Whatever they tell you about whatever they want or what they’re planning to do, I can use it to decide if they’re right for the job. Sussing out the scandalous secrets of the American government sounds like exactly the sort of thing you’d be good at. After all, you’ve already said plenty that this place is basically exactly like hell.”

“Ooh, Madam President.” Lucifer stops, stares at her, and grins wickedly. “You are playing a little dirty after all, aren’t you?”

“If Satan is taking over America, I intend to put him to work.” Chloe links her arm through his. “Which reminds me, on that note – ”

“Yes, I was just getting to that, thank you. Did you know that the presidential spouse usually holds the Bible on which the president is taking the oath of office? It’s terrible, I won’t do it.”

“Really?” Chloe’s eyebrows nearly arch off her head. “Really? After all this, holding the Bible on Capitol Hill for literally one minute is where you’re going to draw the line?”

“But my dear – ”

“Fine, you giant whining baby. I’ll ask Trixie to do it. I think that says something more important, anyway.”

Chloe is just trying to remember what she was actually about to say before he hijacked her train of thought, when an aide hurries up. “Madam President-elect? We need to go over a few things, if you could possibly –”

“Yes, yes, I’m coming.” She does have to get used to being at everyone’s permanent beck and call, so Chloe stands on her tiptoes to kiss Lucifer on the cheek, sternly admonishes him not to get into any trouble, and follows the aide. There are a few wrinkles to iron out with the order of events, she is scheduled to host Justin Trudeau in three weeks and Canada has sent a polite welcome dossier (being Canada) that she needs to read before their talks, and Penelope Decker has called about five times to make sure the dress she’s picked out for the inauguration ball is the right one. By the time Chloe is let go, it’s almost the end of the afternoon, and Lucifer has gone walkabout. Oh dear.

She is just about to ask the Secret Service if he’s taken his Corvette out for one final spin (no more tooling around in two-seater open convertibles for the president’s husband, it’ll be armored limos from this point on) when she hears a funny noise from behind one of the doors. She frowns, tilts her head, and then it comes again – which she then recognizes, breaks into a run down the expensive carpet to the door in question, and yanks it open.

Inside, Lucifer Morningstar has Donald J. Trump around the neck and hoisted into the air with one hand. Trump is wheezing and kicking, while Chloe stops dead, stares, and then bellows, “LUCIFER!”

Lucifer glances at her in innocent surprise, looks between his wife and the man whose job she is taking, shrugs, and finally drops Trump with a thump. His hairpiece falls off and slides over one eye, as he is gibbering even more incoherently than usual – seems Lucifer might have given him a taste of the full Devil Face. While she of course absolutely does not endorse this extremely illegal treatment of a sitting (alas) U.S. President, Chloe to bite her cheek hard. “Lucifer,” she orders. “Do not ever do that again.”

Lucifer looks at Trump meaningfully.

Trump whimpers.

Lucifer shrugs again, steps over him, and offers his arm to Chloe. “Come on, Madam President,” he says. “Time to go run this bloody country.”

anonymous asked:

I actually liked the episode (and I was very prepared for the worst). But tell me why didn't you, please, I really respect your opinion!

Hi love :) Sorry it took me a bit to answer this…I read it last night, but I was tired and needed to get some sleep.

First off, I’m happy you liked it, I really am. At least some people should get some joy and entertainment out of it, but here’s some points why I just can’t…

  • It’s very sloppy writing. Things that happened earlier are being completely disregarded and explained away with like one line, if at all, e.g. the last scene of TLD (4x02) where Eurus/Euros (how the hell is it spelled? I’m gonna go with Eurus now) is revealed and she’s aiming her gun at John, saying she’ll “put a hole in it”, and it apparently was only a tranquilliser. Why? Why do all that? Have her pretend to be three different people, first flirt with John and apparently text with him, then pose as his therapist and go all dramatic on his ass…and then “Shot me during a session. Only with a tranquilliser.” is a throw away line in the next episode. That reeks of bad storytelling, like they wanted this big cliffhanger just for dramatic effect but then couldn’t be bothered to do anything with it. Same with the explosion at Baker Street - they are jumping out of a freaking exploding building, through the window! And then we get a cut and see them being fine on some boat.
  • Plotholes. John in the well: he was chained by his feet down there, which is why he couldn’t try to climb up himself, but then a rope is thrown down and the chains magically disappear? Sherlock’s ‘recurring’ dreams of water because of the well (those dreams have never been mentioned before btw, there was one line in TST (4x01) “You’ve been having dreams. A recurring dream?”): how can he make a connection to that well when he never knew it even existed? Sure, he suppressed the memory of Victor, but he had no clue what happened to him and that he was thrown down that damn well, so how does “Deep water, Sherlock, all your life, in all your dreams. Deep waters.” make sense?
  • Shit happening out of nowhere. The whole Eurus thing. They can’t expect me to be invested in something that came up during the last few minutes of the previous episode…that’s the first time the whole secret psychotic sister stuff came up. Sure, we got the line about “the other one” in HLV, but that was 3x03, three seasons into the show. And yet they claim it’s “the culmination of everything we’ve been building up to for the past six years”. That’s the final problem? Bear in mind that this might be the last episode of the whole show, and they’re telling me this was a story about Sherlock Holmes and his secret sister who apparently made him the way he is, even though none of that has ever come up prior to HLV. Even ‘Readbeard’ wasn’t mentioned before TSOT (3x02). But sure, “Every choice you ever made, every path you’ve ever taken, the man you are today is your memory of Eurus.” Sorry, not buying it.
  • Same goes for Moriarty. He had a five minute conversation with Eurus, and she apparently brainwashed him because “It took her just five minutes to do all of this to us”. So everything Moriarty did to Sherlock and John was because of her, that’s it. It takes so much away from his story and his infatuation with Sherlock, and it doesn’t even make a whole lot of sense because all of S1 and TGG (1x03) took place BEFORE that “christmas day 5 years ago” when Moriarty and Eurus met. The christmas they met would be the one in S2 during ASIB (2x01)…timeline wise. Maybe I got this all wrong - if I did, someone please explain to me why he even was in that episode and why that five minute unsupervised conversation was put in there - but that’s how I understood it.
  • The episode as a finale for S4. None of the episodes really have a connection apart from Eurus being 294 different people in them. Without TFP explaining why everything prior to it felt so weird and out of context (and it did! even casual viewers picked up on that), the whole season seems messy and disjointed. I’m talking about TST (3x01) and Mary in particular here: her whole redemption arc was done in that one episode, and ofc they only have three per season, but there’s still a way to make that feel more organic. Because the way it was done I’m simply not buying it. She went from wanting to kill Magnussen and shooting (and actually killing) Sherlock and threatening him to shut up about it afterwards to being a lovely and nice wife and mother in the span of a few months? And she fully ‘redeemed’ herself by…sacrificing herself. (And let’s not even talk about how absolutely shitty Mary’s death was done and how it’s impossible for anyone to jump in front of a bullet like that. I’d forgive other shows for that, but not Sherlock, a show that only two episodes earlier explained how being shot actually works and that “it’s not like it is in the movies”.) It just doesn’t sit right with me. Neither does John actually forgiving her for lying to him on that big a scale and for SHOOTING SHERLOCK. I’m sorry, but if my partner shot my best friend, there’s no way in hell I’d just be like ‘okay, shit happens’…and this is John!, the guy who killed a man for Sherlock after one day of meeting him. After watching TST I still thought all of this was a plan, now, after having seen the whole season, I just think it’s bad writing and horrible execution.
  • The episode as a (possible) finale for the whole show. No, just no. Like I mentioned above, TFP and its plot doesn’t wrap up the show in a nice bow for me. It’s barely connected to the rest, and it’s certainly not the big final chapter of the story they have been telling before. I felt nothing. Season 4 as a whole feels ridiculously separate from everything else and not like the show I love, I can barely recognise it, which is probably mostly due to the fact that this used to be a story about John and Sherlock (not talking Johnlock here, though I will get to that), and this season didn’t really have that at its core. The heart of it were always the two of them - “the story of two men and their frankly ridiculous adventures”-, but with these three episodes I can’t even remember them really talking to each other or having any interaction that shows the reality of their friendship/relationship/connection except for a hug and Sherlock saying John is family and, like, not wanting to shoot him.
  • Johnlock. What this show did was queerbaiting, plain and simple. I know there’s people who keep insisting it’s not because Moftiss once said they’re not telling a romantic story about John and Sherlock, but the show, its subtext AND text did, and that’s what I care about when I watch something. It was there, blatantly obvious even to someone like me who never used to pick up on those things prior to watching this show and who didn’t go into it expecting or looking for it. But I saw and noticed it before there were a million metas about it out there…and we didn’t just imagine it or make shit up. There’s a reason so many people believed in Johnlock, the show told us but didn’t follow through, and that’s queerbaiting. It’s a big fuck you to so many lgbt folks who truly believed they’d get actual, beautifully told representation - me included. It’s heartbreaking and so so cruel because they played us. It’s still there, in the show, and to me it will always be what John and Sherlock’s story is about, but it wasn’t made explicit. And that hurts, it really does.

So yeah. Even without taking non canon Johnlock into consideration I had a lot of problems with this ep and think it’s simply not good, the whole vibe of it didn’t feel right. There’s some other things I didn’t particularly like (what they did to Molly, the fact that Mary apparently knows John and Sherlock best, or that they summed it all up with a bullshit line like “Who you really are, it doesn’t matter. It’s all about the legend.” - what kind of message is that?), but this is already super long by my standards, so I’ll leave it at that.
Here’s to hoping all of this makes sense; I started writing it right after waking up and my thoughts were still a bit of a mess and I also had to switch my brain to English. Maybe I’ll do a rewatch of the season and have some more to say about it then, but I don’t think that’s gonna happen anytime soon because I really don’t feel like it. Which already says a lot because I’ve watched every other episode at least 12 times.