Damsel in Distress
↳ “Obi-wan Kenobi”

Upon his entry to the Underworld, the messenger Hermes was amazed at what he found. Instead of finding a frail and fearful Persephone, he found a radiant and striking Queen of the Dead. She had adjusted well to her new position, saying she had even found her calling. The Goddess was now in charge of greeting the new arrivals and helping them adapt to their new life. While she wished to see her mother up above, she was torn by her desire to remain Hades’ wife.
Hoping to comfort Persephone in her confusion, Hades came to his Queen’s side. He gently kissed her forehead and urged her, “Do not fret, eat instead from this fruit I know you will like.” As she pressed the red pomegranate seeds to her lips, she listened to his words. He told her he would miss her very much, but her duties as a daughter mattered too. So, she climbed into the chariot and bid her husband farewell, as Hermes sped them off to the middle realm of mother earth, the home of her devoted mother.
The flowers sang joyfully of her return, while her mother beamed with pride. Yet, the child that she had born and raised had changed while she was gone. She had grown into a goddess, one both beautiful and wise and the more that Demeter inquired about her experiences below, the more she came to worry that the life they knew was gone.

Imagine trying to help out human!Cas with public transport...

You fiddled with your phone and peered into the screen, it was bright and sunny out making the screen near impossible to read. You were mindlessly tapping at it, hoping it would lock onto the app you were aiming for.

“Hi, hey, when’s the next bus?” A gruff voice brought you out of your daydream.

“Um, 5:40.” You said with a warm smile. The voice came from a flustered looking man of about 35, he was the only other one in the immediate vicinity and he looked pretty harmless.

“Thank you, I’ve had the worst day.”

“One of them, hey?” You laughed nervously at the stranger. He made his way over, adjusting his coat and muttering to himself.

“First it was the phone, then I lost my train ticket and now I’m getting this bus, I am not sure I like buses.” He dumped a tattered bag at his feet and you awkwardly wondered whether you should offer a hand.

You have the man a half smile. He gave you an almost pained look and you pretended to be busy with your phone as you both settled into an awkward silence.

“So where are you headed?” You asked to break to quiet.

“I am trying to catch up to some friends in Kansas.” He replied.

“Sounds fun. I’m Y/N, by the way.” You said, offering a hand.

“Castiel.” He said, lips twitching into a small smirk.

anonymous asked:

"I'm going to my mind palace," Sherlock tells John, "try not to disturb me." John smiles to himself and gets to work packing. "So how are you going to get the sofa out with him sitting on it?" Greg asks as they load the last of the furniture onto the truck. "Tranquilizer dart," John says producing a different kind of fun from under his jumper. "Clever," Greg smiles. When Sherlock wakes up they're all moved in to their cottage in Sussex, it's perfect.


anonymous asked:

do you mind if I ask why you dislike Galad so much? It's just that you don't actually seem to dislike many characters even when you shout at them, except apparently Rahvin, so I was curious why Galad gets a place on such an exclusive list.

Fair question. I should preface this by saying that you’re right that there are very few characters I actively dislike, and honestly I’d hesitate to put Galad on the same list as, say, Rahvin, Elaida, Couladin, Carridin, and Liandrin.

I also wouldn’t write off the possibility of me coming to like him, depending on what he does now that he looks to be getting more involved. That said…

I think it’s largely because I just cannot understand his mindset the way I think it’s being presented. I could be wrong, but I think he is meant to be every bit as ‘good’ as he presents, and that the humility, the desire to do what is right, the general aura of ‘perfect’ is actually genuine. And that just…weirds me out, because anyone I’ve met (in real life or fiction) who is such a beautiful, perfect, idealistic ‘white knight’ is not actually like that below the surface. At best it’s a forced personality, where they’re trying to be that way but it doesn’t come naturally and leads to all sorts of problems. At worst they’re actively manipulative and cruel, and using the façade to hide it.

So when I look at Galad (and I’m sure this is NOT how he’s meant to be read but bear with me), with his charisma that he seems almost unaware of, and his apparently absolute morality and insistence on doing what’s ‘right’, what my mind immediately goes to is a self-aware psychopath who has chosen to set himself rigid rules to follow in order to keep himself ‘in line’ so to speak. Because that would explain why he always does what’s right – he’s set himself rules to live by, and has consciously established a ‘moral code’ in his mind to make up for the lack of an actual moral sense. And it would fit very well with “no matter who it hurts” because to someone who lacks empathy but follows a strict set of rules, someone getting hurt would be a significantly lesser problem than breaking the rules. Plus it would add some validity (or at least rationale) to Elayne’s comment about him being a ‘monster’.

And while that would be a fascinating character, I am pretty damn certain that’s not remotely close to accurate. But the difference between how I want to read Galad (and, weirdly, the way in which I would find him much easier to understand) and how I think he actually is, causes a weird kind of dissonance in my mind that adds to my difficulty in understanding him as a character, and that in turn makes it hard for me to ‘trust’ him.

Which makes me irritated with him, actually, because understanding characters (not necessarily connecting with them, but being able to understand the way they think and work and act) is something I tend to think I’m reasonably good at, and it’s something I like being able to do. But Galad…I just can’t do it. I get as far as ‘he does whatever he thinks is right’ and then it falls apart. It looks like black-and-white morality, but I feel like I’m lacking a reference point, almost. Why does he see the world that way? Is he Lawful Good, or Lawful Neutral, or Neutral Good – which is the main factor in determining his view of ‘right’? He cares about Elayne and Egwene, but joins an organisation that would call them evil, so how does he weigh the relative importance of personal and familial connections compared to the laws he’s chosen to follow? How does he allow himself to care about anyone at all – surely that could get in the way of doing what’s ‘right’ and is therefore ‘wrong’. But then compassion is generally viewed as ‘good’ so maybe it’s ‘right’. 

So either he’s working off of a black-and-white morality that is constructed in a way that seems to make sense only to him, or he does have some shades of grey, which contradicts the way he’s viewed. And it all just makes for a character I cannot understand, and who thinks in a way that, as close as I can figure it, I so fundamentally disagree with that I have a hard time liking him.

tl;dr: he rubs me the wrong way and confuses the hell out of me, even though he really shouldn’t. A Galad POV could potentially change my opinion of him. And this got far longer than I meant it to.