don't over think things

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The mobile network provider RBB’s phone is connected to confirms that (if the phone is pay as you go) in order for the SIM to stay active, someone needs to perform some kind of chargeable usage (a phone call or a text message, something like that, just topping up the credit should be adequate too).

In other words - we already knew this, but - someone is definitely still maintaining the number, nearly 18 months after OTRA ended and over a year since the phone was switched on for any period of time. (Either by paying a monthly bill or by switching it on and topping up or sending a text.)

[if you want to know why I think the phone is pay as you go and not on a monthly contract, click here. If anyone wants more information, send me an ask. I think I might rewrite my thoughts on that later on anyway.]

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Uncle Hercule Comes for Tea

“And your parents? They are well, I trust?”

“Yes. Father is once again attempting to grow roses. Mummy is trying to set Mycroft up with the Bulgarian ambassador.”

“The Bulgarian ambassador is married, I think.”

“And a man! Mummy has decided that Mycroft is gay. Says she doesn’t care as long as there are grandchildren somewhere down the line.”

“And you, ma puce? I noticed you have not thrown yourself off any rooftops yet this year.”

“Well it is only March. I may still find the time.”

“Perhaps if you do, you will warn Poirot, hein? You will be kind to his old heart and write your uncle a little note to say you are not dead?”

“Yes. Yes, of course, Uncle Hercule. I- ah. I do apologize.”

Excellent! Now, your friend, Monsieur Watson. He is still upset with you for intruding upon his proposal?”

“No, he’s well over that. There was this train car parked under Parliament, and- Wait. How did you know that I interrupted his proposal? Have you been talking to Mycroft?”

Non, Sherlock. There was no need. Poirot is the one who-”

“Yes, yes. Taught us everything we know. Bollocks. One of these days I’m going to figure out how you do that.”

Partner and I have been rewatching The Two Towers for the first time in a long time.

anyway, one thing that has always been weird for me is Eomer giving Hasufel and Arod to random strangers, just like that.  Just giving them away, two horses, to a trio of foreign travelers he just met and had suspected of being spies.

like.  what?  This is Rohan.  Horses are the thing you value above all else, I don’t care if their riders are dead, even if their riders don’t have actual heirs somewhere to whom ownership would pass (or Rohirric inheritance law works differently and ownership has somehow defaulted to their éored’s commander, IDK), you’re still a calvary force planning to see a lot more battle in the near future, chances are high you’re going to end up with horseless riders who’ll need them.

this time I actually processed the fact, though, that Eomer believes they’ve inadvertantly killed two innocents, prisoners of the orcs, the beloved companions of these travelers.

The horses aren’t a gift.  They’re weregild.

Friendly reminder that Klaus’ letter was preceded by “that is the beginning of another story”, which is meant to highlight key components in the letter, such as Klaus wanting to thank Caroline in person. This suggests that they do eventually meet up, and that their meeting is not a mere fleeting chapter in their lives.

This isn’t a nod to their friendship. They’ve never been just friends. This is a promise of a romantic future. 

There is no doubt in my mind that if Caroline and Klaus were to ever reunite (and according to the finale they do) that Klaus would want something romantic from her. And if you believe otherwise, you’re kidding yourself. 

However long it takes is a throwback to a romantic scene. A romantic scene that suggests a promise of a romantic future between the characters. This isn’t mere banter between friends. Because Caroline has never been just a friend to Klaus. It’s a promise of a romantic future. 

“that is the beginning of another story”
“however long it takes” 

Eventually this story will be realized. And it isn’t a story about friendship. 

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deleted scene from x men first class

(insp.)

bonus:

what you gon do now charl

whatever you do, don’t rewatch the kalagang scenes in Sense8 and think about how absolutely, head-over-heels IN LOVE Wolfie’s been the entire time he’s known Kala… how his palms get a bit sweaty with nerves whenever she shows up next to him unexpectedly… how there’s a flutter in his stomach whenever she smiles at him, like the feeling you get when you skip a step on the stairs, except it’s a completely different type of terrifying… how his heart is pounding when she shows up in snowy Berlin, talking about how there’s something good and beautiful inside him, a confident conviction in her eyes that almost, almost makes him believe her… how his chest feels full to bursting; rushing, unstoppable with his love for Kala, a feeling so intense it would almost register as pain if it weren’t for the the fact that it makes him feel lighter and freer than he ever has in his life

but first, some music

more universe swap ideas:

Sidney and Geno are dating, but one day they have an argument. Maybe it’s over a dumb penalty one of them took, and Sidney is chewing Geno out for it, and that led to Geno accusing Sidney caring more about hockey than their relationship. Sidney is mad enough to be in tears (how could Geno ever think that of him?) as he storms off to their bedroom and slams the door shut, and Geno is still pissed so he sleeps on the couch.

Then Geno wakes up in a universe where not only does he still play for the Pens, he’s the captain. But Sidney is nowhere to be seen. In fact, no one’s ever heard of Sidney Crosby. He begins to panic.

“You just fuck with me now,” Geno says to Flower. Tanger and some of the rookies give him a nervous look. “No, really, where Sid. Not funny anymore.”

“We don’t know who that is, G,” Phil says. “Really.”

He’s about to have a panic attack when the Pens PR suddenly come up and ask if he’s ready to go deliver the season tickets. Geno, in a daze, lets him kind of guide him wherever, and soon he’s on his way, with the team and the Pens admin, to a little suburban house. 

Geno does not want to deliver tickets, but he knocks and he’s ready to kind of shove the tickets at them and leave. Then the door opens and–

“Oh my God,” Sidney says. He’s in jeans and a Malkin jersey, but it’s Sid, his Sidney, not missing or dead and oh God, he’s right here. “You’re Evgeni Malkin. You actually came.”

“Sid,” Geno whispers. 

He’s about to pull Sidney in for a kiss when a little boy peeks out from behind Sidney’s leg. “Dad, that’s Geno,” the boy says in wonder.

Geno watches, stunned, as Sidney picks up the boy and kisses his cheek. “This is my son,” Sidney says, smiling broadly. “Come in, come in–”

And Geno is led into this bizarro world where he meets Sidney’s fucking husband, the rest of the kids, Taylor, and Sidney’s parents, and he has to pretend that he isn’t losing it watching his boyfriend live a suburban life. Apparently, in this universe, Sidney had not played hockey after Shattuck. He went to university in Pittsburgh, married his college sweetheart (the football captain, to be exact. He’s handsome and tall and friendly, and it’s clear that he adores Sidney. Geno hates him immediately), has three kids with him who all adore the Penguins, and teaches at the local elementary school. And it’s breaking his heart watching Sidney live this perfect life, and knowing that he has no part in it.

anyways i want those angsty movie scenes where Geno keeps asking Sidney out on not-dates. It’s getting late, and Geno’s driving Sidney back home after yet another dinner.

“Sid, wait,” Geno says, as Sidney’s unbuckling his seat belt. Sidney looks at him in question. “Don’t go yet.”

“I still have some papers to grade–”

Geno covers Sidney’s hand with his, in one bold, sudden move. “Please don’t go.”

Sidney looks stunned, then pained. “Geno,” Sidney says softly. “Geno, I think I know what this is.”

“Sid, please–”

“I have a family,” Sidney says. “You’ve been–you’re an incredible hockey player–and–and a wonderful friend, I mean–you’re Evgeni Malkin–”

“I love you,” Geno says.

Sidney bristles. “I’m going home, Geno,” he says coldly. “Good night–”

“Wait–”

“Let go–”

“I’m show–” Geno fumbles with his phone, which miraculously had all the photos from his world. Photos of his Sidney kissing his cheek, of them lazing around after workouts, Geno and Sidney’s happiest moments. 

He presses play on a random video, startling Sidney into freezing as in-video Sidney’s voice asks cheerily, “Geno, what should we do on your Cup day?” 

“You captain,” in-video Geno responds. “You decide.”

“But it’s your day,” in-video Sidney whines. “Really, we can do anything. I promise.”

“Okay. You be nice to me all day.”

“I’m always nice to you.”

“No nagging. More kisses.”

“I don’t nag!” in-video Sidney laughs, then kisses Geno’s nose. “I just want your day to be perfect.”

“Everyday perfect,” in-video Geno responds, stroking Sidney’s cheek, as the Sidney on the screen softens considerably. 

“How is this possible?” Sidney whispers, entranced by the video. “Wha–I don’t–”

“I told you,” Geno says tiredly. “I’m boyfriend in other world.”

  • me, reading a sentence I wrote that actually sounds good: Hot damn!! I think I'm growing as a writer. How did I think of this????
  • me, reading a sentence a few paragraphs later that makes no sense: what the fuck?

“Do we have any traditions, Elsa?”

So I just thought of something: what if they did?

What if there was something the royal family did for the holidays, but it had to stop with all the other things after the accident? What if Anna simply doesn’t remember because she would have been 5 when it did stop, but Elsa would have had a few more years of experiencing it to remember?

I know a lot of people are citing this part in the trailer to show Elsa is still harbouring a lot of guilt from believing she’s the reason for the separation, but what if there’s more to it than that? What if she’s remembering something they used to do as a family but never will again?

Because I swear to God if there’s a flashback scene with the King lifting one of his daughters up onto his shoulders so they can put the star on the tree, or the Queen reading them a Christmas bedtime story, or the whole family curled up in their evening-wear in front of a roaring fire with hot cocoa I’m gonna die from both cuteness overload and a broken heart.

Bonus points if Anna suggests trying it again, but Elsa is reluctant because it seems wrong to do so without their parents in the picture anymore.

You know, as much as I adore that we’re getting all this great information about season 3, with new female characters directly from the Supergirl comics and Kara’s mother becoming recurring (which indicates that the focus is possibly going to be on Kara again) I feel like we’re getting all this information right before sdcc because they want us to focus on this and forget about an awful season 2. They’re trying to protect themselves and their terrible decisions and hope that by the time sdcc comes, we’ll be so happy with all the recent news we’ve gotten that we won’t bother reminding them about what a terrible season they just had. And with Krei*berg not in attendance? They clearly know they’ve messed up and want to minimize the backlash.

But I’m still pissed. Because as good as season 3 looks, it doesn’t erase the hurtful/offensive message they sent out in season 2. And why should we just shut up and let them get away with it?

nhl.com
LA Kings Draftee Jaret Anderson-Dolan on LGBTQ and Hockey is for Everyone
As the No. 41 pick in the 2017 NHL Draft, Anderson-Dolan hopes to help advocate for an inclusive and inviting environment throughout the hockey community.

With their No. 41 overall pick, the LA Kings drafted Jaret Anderson-Dolan in the 2017 NHL Entry Draft.

Anderson-Dolan is a 17-year-old center from Calgary that has a story that’s making a positive impact on the hockey community.

Jaret and his brother, Dorian, were raised with two moms, but he as always been proud of his upbringing and honored to stand up in the fight against homophobia in sports.

While he played for the Spokane Chiefs, he showed his pride and support of his family by organizing a Hockey is for Everyone night at one of their home games.                          

“I obviously don’t know any other way of being raised, so for me it was normal,” Anderson-Dolan said. “There’s a couple of times where during a game or at school people may look to say something to me, but like I’ve said, I’m not ashamed about it.”

Anderson-Dolan is extremely grateful for both of his moms and everything they did behind the scenes to get him where he is today – an LA Kings draftee.

“I believe it’s very important that I try and make an impact in the community, as well as on the ice, and I won’t shy away from doing that,” Anderson-Dolan explained.

After being drafted into the NHL, hopefully Anderson-Dolan will be able to use this new platform to help him advocate that Hockey is for Everyone.

Small doodle I made whilst listening to the TAZ Finale!

Kind of maybe part of a vague fairy tale AU I have going on, but I mostly wanted to mess around with tonality and PS brushes and stuff. So here. 

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I know the ‘ha’ it’s the sound effect for hard breathing as Watanuki runs for his life but it also looks like the giant off screen ~mystery thing~ is just slowly laughing at him. 

And I say ~mystery thing~ but it’s definitely Mokona. 

GIANT MOKONA FINDS YOUR JOKES MODERATELY AMUSING, WATANUKI. 

BUT ONLY MODERATELY SO. 

I…

Oh. 

Oh NO. 

NO MOKONA DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS. 

MOKONA N O.

So at my very worst period of mental illness things were pretty freaking awful. I was dealing with psychosis, near constant panic attacks, what they called “severe bipolar 1” plus some sort of unidentified personality disorder. Basically, things were really really bad and had been for a long time. But here are some of the things that helped me when I was dealing with a 2 month psych hospitalization that summer 

  • Noticing the color of the sky 
  • Nice scented lotion 
  • Taking long showers 
  • Making sure that I was hydrated & well nourished
  • Taking deep breaths 
  • Playing guitar 
  • Keeping my living space neat
  • Putting on nicer clothes & doing my hair 
  • Journaling 
  • Exercise 

Honestly I was able to recover precisely because I started paying attention to moments like these. At the time I was still pretty miserable, but it was a major break through to realize I could appreciate the colors of the sky & grass, or the sound of rain, or the cozy feeling of a bookshop. It’s hard to articulate how much it changed things for me. 

Of course, I had a lot of other support too, and I’m not trying to say this alone cured me. I also know that stuff that worked for me in recovery didn’t work for my peers in treatment and vice versa. But I do beg you not to dismiss stuff like this that’s offered without judgement, like in self care posts. For one - you don’t know what the OP has been through & there is no reason to invalidate them or mentally people who do stuff like this –  You just can’t correlate the severity of symptoms to what kind of things help. 

And two - it’s not good to spread the idea that enjoying little moments, or doing common self care this is only for non mentally ill people. In fact, we are often the ones who can benefit the most. And it’s a shame to spread the idea that none of these things can work for any mentally ill person when that’s just not true & could prevent someone from doing something that could help. Treating severe mental illness is a big problem, but it’s often made up of lots of little changes