Was it requested: Haha! No, mate. Fandom: Game of Thrones Pairing: Ramsay Bolton/reader, O.C/reader Rating: Your gran might just kill me, but hey, I think she might like the end. Warnings: Swearing, jealousy, cheating, physical harm, etc. (I mean, it’s a Ramsay Bolton fic, he’s a warning of his own!) Summary: Your boyfriend cheats on you, and a certain bastard is happy to help you out.
So lately I’ve been making Gems AU kagehina headcanons. They’re based on Steven Universe’s story and I imagine that it’s set during the gem wars period. Everyone are nonbinary in this AU, and I use the pronoun they/them because he or she don’t feel right. I’m really in love with this AU and I will probably make a lot more artworks for it.
Anyway here’s a few of my headcanons for my AU:
Kageyama was made in the Homeworld, as opposed to Hinata, who was made on Earth.
Hinata is equal to a newborn gem, while Kageyama is a lot older although they’re also still considerably young.
Hinata’s gem is amber, while Kageyama’s is onyx.
I have a lot more but that would take a fair amount of digging through my twitter ahahh ;;
Jack decided that this waiter was definitely not getting a tip.
Unless that tip involved a punch to the face. Yeah, Jack was willing to give him that instead. Except he couldn’t.
Partially because he and the boys were all out eating dinner together, and it was a somewhat classy establishment. But mostly because no one actually knew that Jack was jealous, because he couldn’t tell anyone. Because no one knew about them.
Which probably made it worse for Jack, watching his secret boyfriend get hit on, get all the attention, and seriously, how much does a waiter need to touch someone?!
“You alright?” Conor asked, leaning close to his younger brother, brows drawn together in concern.
“Fine. Why?” Jack asked, stabbing at a potato on his plate angrily.
“Because you look ready to kill someone.”
“What is with you?” Conor shook his head.
“I’m fine.” Jack told his brother again, eyes darting over to Joe as the smaller man smiled kindly at the waiter. I just want to punch the waiter, he thought to himself bitterly.
Joe must have felt Jack’s stare, because he looked across the table at Jack, blinking in surprise at the angry look flashing in the younger man’s eyes. Joe offered him a small smile, one more intimate than what he sent towards the waiter, and Jack felt his anger dissipate just for a moment, smiling back at Joe.
Until the waiter bumped into his chair.
“Oh, I am so sorry.” The waiter said, sounding anything but sorry as he looked down at Jack.
“Not a problem.” Jack grit out, his fists clenching against his thigh under the table. Conor shot him a look as the waiter walked away, but Jack just shook his head, looking down at his plate once again, letting his frustration out on the unsuspecting potatoes.
His phone buzzed beside him on the table, and Jack glanced at the message that popped up, You alright? x.
Instead of replying, Jack lifted his gaze over to Joe once again, who was frowning over at him. He nodded, offering another smile, which seemed to only put Joe slightly at ease.
There were times where Joe knew Jack too well, and so he wasn’t surprised when another message came through on his phone.
You’re a horrible liar.
Laughing softly to himself, Jack typed out a quick message back: Stop staring at me. I’m fine xx.
He watched as Joe read the message, rolling his eyes before his fingers typed out a quick reply, his phone placed back on the table, face down. But Jack’s phone still buzzed, one last message from the other man: Stop being so stare-able. And yes, that is a word :).
The message helped calm Jack down again, because despite the attempts from the waiter, Joe was still his, and that was all that mattered.
At least, that’s what Jack tried to tell himself.
But it didn’t really work.
Because the waiter only got more flirty and more touchy towards Joe, to the point where he was practically ignoring the rest of the table.
He also apparently had it out for Jack, because he kept hitting him and messing up things when it came to him. The last straw was when the waiter ‘accidentally’ spilled some water on Jack’s lap.
“What the hell?!” Jack yelled, jumping from his seat.
“I am so sorry, sir.” The waiter said, resting back on his heels, a bored look on his face. “I didn’t realize how far I had leaned over.”
“Have you also not realized how unprofessional you’ve been all night?” Jack snapped, stepping forward.
“Jack….” Conor mumbled, suddenly beside his brother, but Jack just shrugged him off, his attention on the waiter.
“I’m not sure what you mean, sir.” But the smug look on the waiter’s face said otherwise.
“Oh come off it, you’ve been clearly flirting with him all night!” Jack spat, pointing over at Joe, who blushed at the sudden attention as all the boys looked over at him.
“I think you’ve been imagining stuff.” The waiter shrugged, “I’ve only been serving him.”
“You don’t need to bloody touch him to serve him!”
“Again, I do believe you’ve been imagining stuff.”
“Please, I know when someone is flirting with my boyfriend. And you were clearly flirting with him!” Jack tried to step forward again, but Conor had already gripped his arm, pulling him back.
“Jack!” Joe’s voice broke Jack’s attention on the waiter, and his eyes darted over to the smaller man, who was standing now, hands braced on the table. His blue eyes were wide and surprised, his cheeks red.
It took Jack a moment, as well as a sweep of the table to realize what he had just said.
“I think it’s time to go.” Conor muttered. “We’ll meet you guys outside.” He nodded to the others, leading Jack out of the restaurant, who kept his gaze on the floor, his own cheeks red.
“Well, that’s one way to make that announcement!” Conor said as soon as they were outside.
“He’s going to be so mad.” Jack sighed, leaning heavily against the wall.
“How long you two been together?”
“A few months.” Jack admitted, meeting his older brother’s stare. “You mad?”
“No,” Conor shook his head, “I did suspect something was up though. You seemed happier.”
“I am.” Jack smiled, “Sorry I kept it hidden from you.”
“It’s fine. Everyone needs their time.” Conor told him, and he went to say more, but was interrupted by the door to the restaurant opening, revealing a very angry man.
“You bloody idiot!” Joe stalked over to Jack, eyes narrowed. “You couldn’t contain your jealousy for just a while longer, could you?!”
“But he was flirting with you!” Jack tried to protest, but Joe shook his head.
“I don’t care! It was harmless, it meant nothing, hell I barely even noticed! But you had to go and ruin a perfectly good night.” Joe poked Jack in the chest, “And you went and outed us to everyone!”
“I’m sorry, babe.” Jack mumbled, his hand coming up to grab Joe’s, their fingers lacing together, “That part was completely by accident.”
Joe’s face softened as Jack spoke, and he sighed, his shoulders sagging. “I know it was. You didn’t even notice what you said.”
“Didn’t have a clue. I was just angry.”
“Really, didn’t notice.” Joe drawled, eyes lifting to the sky.
“Oh piss off. You know I get jealous easily.”
“I know,” Joe smiled, meeting Jack’s stare once again. “And it was kind of nice hearing you call me your boyfriend in public.”
“Yeah, are you guys going to acknowledge that?” Josh questioned, dragging the couple out of their little world. They looked at the rest of the boys, standing there, waiting for an explanation.
“Uhm, surprise?” Joe offered, holding up his and Jack’s hands. “We’re dating!”
“Alright, who had six months?” Josh said, looking between the boys.
“I believe that would be me.” Mikey replied smugly, holding out his hand. “Pay up boys.”
“Not fair.” Caspar grumbled, digging into his pocket.
“I was so close!” Oli sighed, handing over a few bills.
“Wait,” Jack shook his head, “You betted on us?”
“You guys were so obvious!” Mikey laughed, counting his money.
“Really?” Joe asked, leaning against Jack.
“Yeah, really.” Caspar told him, glaring slightly over at Mikey. “But you couldn’t have come out a month ago?”
“Well, technically,” Conor smirks, reaching over to grab the money from Mikey, “They started dating a few months ago. So I win.”
“You bet on us too?!” Jack gaped over at his brother.
“Come on, Jack. I’m your big bro, of course I did.”
“You guys are insane.” Joe laughed, “But this means Conor’s buying dessert!”
Honestly, I haven’t seen any historical evidence for worshiping Medea. That doesn’t mean that you couldn’t build a practice that includes Her though.
I’d suggest looking intoHero Worship to get some ideas about how to build a cultic practice for Her.
She’s regarded most frequently as a daughter of the mortal King Aeetes and the Naiad Idyia. Theoi.com has this interesting section of Idyia, which can give some insight into Medea:
Eidyia was an Okeanid-nymph of the town Kolkhis (Colchis) in Aia at the eastern end of the Black Sea. She was the wife of King Aeetes and the mother of the witch Medea.
Eidyia’s name was derived from the Greek word eido meaning “to see” or “to know.” She probably personified the power of the eye which in Greek superstition was the source of a witch’s supernatural powers. As an Okeanid-nymphs she was presumable also the Naiad of the main well or fountain of Kolkhis–the marriage of founding-king and local Naiad is a common motif in Greek myth.
So we can see Her name foreshadowing Medea and Her power, which is pretty interesting.
You’ve got plenty of mention of Medea in myth as well. Hesiod calls Her “Medea of the slim ankles” in his Theogony.
Ovid writes about Her too.
Ovid, Metamorphoses 7. 207 ff (trans. Melville) (Roman epic C1st B.C. to C1st A.D.) : “[Medea the witch cries out to the sky gods :] ‘Thee too, bright Luna (the Moon) [Selene], I banish, though thy throes the clanging bronze assuage; under my spells even my grandsire’s [Helios the Sun’s] chariot grows pale and Aurora (the Dawn) [Eos] pales before my poison’s power.’”
Ovid, Metamorphoses 7. 179 ff : “Three nights remained before Luna’s (the Moon’s) [Selene’s] bright horns would meet and form her orb; then when she shone in fullest radiance and with form complete gazed down upon the sleeping lands below, [the witch] Medea, barefoot, her long robe unfastened, her hair upon her shoulders falling loose, went forth alone upon her roaming way, in the deep stillness of the midnight hour [to make her magics].”
Cicero in his De Natura Deorum asks, “If you therefore deem her (Kirke/Circe) divine, what answer will you give to Medea, who, as her father was Aeetes and her mother Idyia, and as her two grandfathers Sol (Helios) and Oceanus?”
Hyginus also has two section about Medea in the Fabulae, which may provide more insight into Her characterization and ideas for sacred symbols, including Her dragons. Chapters 25. Medea and 26. Medea in Exile.
It would take a fair amount of digging, and a willingness to build your own practices, but you could certainly look into worshiping Medea.
Statistics, Shipping, and Smut (Overwatch Edition)
This post showed up on my dash earlier today, and it made me feel like revisiting an old pet project of mine. After all, Overwatch is (contrary to what I was inclined to think–thanks for correcting me, Ivory) a fairly balanced work in terms of character gender. It’s also wildly popular, which means that I can get a good sample size from its AO3 tag.
So, on to my findings.
As of 1/11/2017, there were 9271 total works on AO3 under the Overwatch fandom tag. Of these 9271 total works:
3544 (38.2% of all works) were rated M or E
1564 (16.9% of all works) were categorized as F/M, 690 of which were rated M or E (44.1% of the category)
4894 (52.8% of all works) were categorized as M/M, 2246 of which were rated M or E (45.9% of the category)
1733 (18.7% of all works) were categorized as F/F, 623 of which were rated M or E (36.0% of the category)
In the remainder of this post, I break down the percentages of M+ rated works (or “theoretical smut”) in each category, as well as in the three most popular pairings for each category.
More detailed statistics, graphs, and rating analysis below the cut.
So my mom is really gung ho about us and the kids going out to celebrate Canada Day tomorrow. And like, that’s cool I guess, and I found the local spot that hosts a fair like shin dig being hosted by the University of Waterloo, and there’s going to be cultural dances and presentations on the main stage from German polka (cause I kid you not the Kitchener/Waterloo area has a HUGE German population, largest Oktoberfest outside of Europe, or in Canada I don’t know, it’s a fucking tourist attraction every year,) to first nations dancing and music, I’m pretty sure they even convinced the local Mennonites to have a couple of food stands. Everything representative of the area I live in. It should be pretty fun, except it’s supposed to be balls out and rain. we decided if it rains to bail, cause I’m not dragging a 2 year old, a 6 and 7 year old out into rainy muddy crowded soggy food bleh bleh. I’m terrible cause my introverted ass is praying for rain. Like It’ll be neat I’m sure, but it’ll also be crowded af and I’m already in preparation mode. That and because of littlest bug we won’t even be out for fireworks. I’m such a wet blanket.
You forgot to mention Rey's strongest emotion towards Kylo: TERROR. Which seems to get mistaken for ~sexual tension~. I don't think he was pulling punches as much as you suggest. As you said he likes to toy w/ his prey, & he DEFINITELY does that to Rey in every one of their encounters. Stalking after her in the woods, taking his mask off in the interrogation. He DOES try to hurt her. Agony when he enters her mind, slamming her against a tree, & his lightsaber strikes are INCREDIBLY aggressive.
Yo dude. I know you (and a certain swath of Tumblr) is really
not gonna like this, but as someone who’s (extensively) familiar with Star Wars and has been on the receiving
end of violence before, I’m telling you he literally is (pulling his punches). You have to look at his actions
in context, not as individual
elements of a whole. You can’t ignore the whole because you find it ideologically satisfying to fit those individual
elements into your personal narrative. I’ve mentioned this before, and tbh
this sort of selective blindness and cherry-picking of the facts is something I
have very little patience for. So I don’t know if you intended to come off that way, but like, fair warning. Ya dig?
Kylo is a Sith/Sith Apprentice. Sith are insanely aggressive, ideologically and
canonically, and this has very little to do with actual abuse and everything to
do with the balance of power. Sith like being dominant, outside of the individualized abuse you’re inferring to,
and this is their political mindset:
rule the world around you through a rigid hierarchy, because people are more
effective when they’re divided into eusocial compartments. This is how the Sith end up taking over the galaxy, time and
time again: through this ruthless sort of efficiency. The Jedi have a very “live-and-let-live”
sort of mindset, and are on the opposite end of the spectrum. The two groups are
diametrically opposed warrior guilds, and have been at each others throats for
literally thousands and thousands of years. Both of them get real violent with their laser swords.
Rey is a stand-in for the Jedi, so she and Kylo are going to come to blows,
outside the context of their personal relationship with one another. But even
if you took away the greater context of Star Wars, and just looked at the dynamic,
between them, Kylo still pulls his
So I’ve watched TFA multiple times now, and while I don’t
think Rey feels sexually attracted towards Kylo, this fact – that Kylo pulls
his punches with Rey and actually doesn’t go out of his way to hurt her – is
very much A Thing. This assertion has survived repeated viewings. Kylo’s
vicious. Honestly, his is. He drags out his fights, and he’s got an insane
amount of Force power, and he’s practically seething with rage and frustration. He can barely keep it
contained, and half the time he doesn’t. He flips out. Kylo goes out of his way
to hurt others, but he never, ever
does this with Rey – he basically treats her like glass in comparison to how he treats others – and we have visual evidence
for this, in the film itself. When Kylo enters the minds of others in the film
– and he does this, several times – he basically rips up their psyches, and he
just rifles through their brains with absolutely no regard for how much pain
he’s causing them. Sometimes he Force Chokes them as well. When Kylo enters
Rey’s mind, he’s actually really cautious about it (and by that, I mean by the
amount of damage he inflicts in the process). Although he’s still being a creep
and he’s still being aggressive (because Kylo is kind of a mad dog, set loose
for war), he goes out of his way to assure her off his intentions (i.e. just
tell me, verbally, and I won’t even try it). He doesn’t Force Choke her either, or
immediately pillage her mind. He actually goes into the mind-reading really
When Kylo slams Rey against the tree, he’s incapacitating
her; he’s taking her out first because Rey is Force Sensitive and a stand-in
for the Jedi. She’s stronger than Finn. This is a tactical decision, not
an abusive one, and it makes a lot of sense. If you’re injured
(which he is), and you have a limited amount of time to fight (which they did,
see: Starkiller exploding), and you are outnumbered (which he was), it is a good idea to take out the heavy players on the board so you can pick off the weak, instead of taking
everyone on at once. Think of it like moving into a combat zone, and picking
off the AA guns/snipers/whatever you’re dealing with in that particular moment
because they’re the strongest pieces there. If you don’t pick them off, if you let them linger, they can and will fuck the rest of your guys up. I don’t know how much
clearer I can make this.
Lastly: when Kylo uses his lightsaber, he uses it with an
insane amount of aggression, and this is true. This has become clearer and
clearer with repeated viewings. Throughout TFA, you see visual examples of
this, again and again. The best example of this (by far) is with Finn. So Finn
is a low-ranked (ex) Storm Trooper, and Kylo’s a Sith. Kylo could have finished
him off immediately (even though he was injured), but instead he drew things
out: he literally cuts at Finn, like he’s filleting a fish, and he burns him, slowly. With Rey – unlike
everyone else – Kylo never, ever does this. Not once. Rey is carrying a
lightsaber too, so he has to strike
back, because if he doesn’t he’s gonna get killed and Rey is definitely aiming
to kill him. But all of Kylo’s hits go against her lightsaber itself, and they’re
heavy hits, designed to throw her off balance. This is important, because it
means he’s trying to knock the lightsaber out of her hands: he’s trying to
disarm her without hurting her.
When Rey picks up the lightsaber (after Finn’s been
injured), she’s losing badly. Her flank is wide
open, and if Kylo were treating her like everyone else, he’d go for this
wide-open flank in a heartbeat. He’d cut at her. He’s make her bleed, like he
did with Finn. Like he did with all the others, but he doesn’t. Instead, he
follows behind her at what is almost a shockingly slow pace, and he only
strikes at her lightsaber. He’s trying to disarm her, not hurt her, and this
becomes clear when Rey’s backed up against the ledge and still doesn’t give in.
That’s when he starts trying to coax
her down with the teacher comments, because she’s still waving a fire-stick in
his face and if she doesn’t stop one or both of them is going to get hurt.
So there you go. A really, really brief breakdown on why this sort of selective cherry-picking
of Star Wars context needs to stop. Now I’m gonna go get breakfast.
There are ACTUAL bad people out in the world doing ACTUAL bad things and you IDIOTS online decide to go after and bully young people who are learning and who make mistakes? Did it actually change Amethyst as a character when she was drawn thinner in ONE piece of fan art, among the THOUSANDS of pieces of fan art that exist? Is it fair to dig up Zamii’s mistakes from THE PAST and bully her for that too? Is no one allowed to make mistakes and grow? Are you all perfect with perfect pasts?
It’s back! The Newberry Library Book Fair, Chicago’s most popular used book binge, begins this Thursday, July 23rd, and ends this Sunday, July 26th. We at the Newberry know that there is no such thing as “too many books,” so we’ll have approximately 120,000 used books for sale, most of which will be priced at $2 or under! Can you find a better deal elsewhere? We thought not.
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