he could have played it in so many different ways


Today is April 15, a date in Major League Baseball known as Jackie Robinson day. Today for every single game played the MLB will wear the number 42, Jackie Robinsons number which has now been retired around the whole league (only number like this) for the last 15 years. Mariano Rivera was the last to wear 42 because he got it before they retired as well as got permission from the Robinson family. Aside from this being an important day for baseball with marking the first African American to play in an all White professional sports league it’s also a day to realize who Jackie Robinson was. Robinson was one of the top athletes in 3 different sports at UCLA; Baseball, Football and Track. Not only was he a great athlete but he was also a highly decorated War Veteran. The story goes unrealized that so many people owe so much to Jackie Robinson, without him things could have changed but with him they changed in a way that would help spark a change that is forever etched in history.

His mouth felt dry, as if he hadn’t had water in decades. Although, oddly enough, his hands were sweating, and sweat was beading his forehead. 

He moved his right hand from his side, moving it up to his forehead, down to his stomach, to his left shoulder, then right.

“Bless me father, for I have sinned. My last confession was sometime ago, maybe a few months” Dean almost didn’t want to continue, fearing that somehow his confession would not stay confidential.

He didn’t want to turn his head towards the screen, to the priest who would have to hear his horrible confession, and his dark secret.

“Continue” the priest said, softly, as if he understood why Dean was hesitating.

Dean coughed, clearing his dry throat, scratching it even more in the process; he would kill for some water.

“I’m here, father, to confess a sin I have yet to commit, but I know I will act out on it” Dean said, vaguely. 

The priest’s expression stayed blank, no emotion or anything in his eyes, or anywhere. He was like a statue, and that, for some reason, gave Dean comfort.

“I’ve had disturbing thoughts about another man, who I have found myself falling for, fast” Dean nervously chuckled, playing with his thumbs, his eyes focusing on the dust in the air.

The priest shifted a bit, his body facing towards the screen, his face still the same; maybe he really was a statue.

“What type of disturbing thoughts?” The priest asked, his voice still soft as if he knew what Dean was going through.

Dean wanted to laugh at the priest, ask him if he truly understood where Dean was getting at. Yeah, having ‘disturbing thoughts’ about another man is one thing, but what Dean was getting at was in a whole other ball park.

“Sexual ones, mostly. They started off as us kissing, holding hands, stuff like that” Dean paused, he was no longer playing with his thumbs,”and then they got worse” Dean licked his lips, trying to keep them from becoming cracked.

“How did it get worse?” The Priest asked, his voice slightly cracking.

Dean turned his head, his green eyes focusing on the priest on the other side of the screen. The gentleman was probably not much older then himself.

“I started thinking of him and I having sex in different positions, with so many toys. I began thinking of all the ways I could get him to scream my name, and vice versa. I even though about having sex with in my car, letting people see and hear us, letting them know he was mine” Dean closed his eyes, his dirty thoughts coming back to him.

The Priest face didn’t show any emotion, but Dean could feel that he was slightly uncomfortable with the details he had given. 

“Why does this bother you so much?” The Priest asked, a tint of confusion lacing his question.

Dean wanted to laugh at the fact that he had forgotten the one detail that made his sin the worst of all. How could he have forgotten about that?

“You see, the guy I think about isn’t just any guy” Dean’s eyes met with the Priest’s eyes,”this guy is my baby brother”

confession 1/?

I Just Watched Sense8 Twice And Here Are My New Favorite Platonic Pairings...

I. Sun and Lito
1. They didn’t share much in s1 other than Sun’s period pains. But it was so satisfying to see Lito lose his marbles behind a little bloating while Sun just soldiered on. That moment in the mirror when they shared languages set the stage for an interesting dynamic that I should have known I would love.
2. Lito and his drama play perfectly against Sun’s emotional control. She wants to laugh at him so bad, and he just loves a captive audience.
3. Sun will never admit when she needs and deserves a good wallow. She fights to stay on an even keel; Lito, conversely embraces the opportunity to make his feels known to the world. He even forces her to partake, using stuffed kitty cats.

II. Capheus and Sun
1. Capheus is charming enough and all-around sweet enough to realize that without Sun he would be dead many times over. So when he spoke of her using reverent tones (Jean-Claude Korean Lady) in s1 I immediately saw potential for a very special friendship.
2. The Christmas special moment between the two of them illustrated Sun’s softness in a way we don’t see often. It’s almost like the writers gave us a glimpse of Sun’s sweet side, only because it meshes so well with Capheus’s. That smile gave me all the feels.
3. I love how Sun had to come through for Capheus in so many ways last season while he rarely had a chance to pay her back, only to have him play an integral part in her major plot this season. That getaway motorcycle scene was amazing and put them on more equal footing.

III. Lito and Wolfgang
1. This is where two polar opposite characters shown respect and appreciation for their differences with zero judgement. Lito saw Wolfie set out with the intention of killing his cousin and offered no censure. He just helped the man do it. In the same way, Wolfie could not care less that Lito thinks life is a movie. He probably thinks Lito’s hysterical behavior is hilarious. They rock.
2. I love how even a year later, Lito is still showing gratitude for Wolfie helping him beat up Joaquin. Those two have this delicious bond that almost feels like opposites attracting; the actors know exactly how to play it to the best effect.
3. These two are the men most comfortable during, and in the aftermath of the orgy scenes. That shit didn’t phase them at all in s1 as opposed to Will, who freaked out. It speaks to a free spirit that the two share.

IV. Honorable Mentions
1. Riley and Capheus. I love how they have so many conversations about family. Sharing the sad truths bonds characters, and they’ve done that since the beginning.
2. Kala and Sun. The two Asian girls are very like sisters, and it’s possible that the writers did this on purpose. Me likey.
3. Nomi and Will. They handle shit together in a way I find very satisfying. Also, she never judged him for his “little problem” in s2.
4. Nomi and Sun. The running gag of Sun breaking stuff and then breaking that dude’s finger was funny.

okay so bi percy. let’s talk about bi percy. i have so many different ways this could play out & you’re about to hear about ALL of them. buckle up kids this is gonna be a wild ride.

  1. we’ll start with the most obvious which, of course, is percy realizing he’s bi when he meets luke. maybe not right away, but like kind of a “wow he’s cute” “wait WHAT” [3 weeks of denial] “yep guys are hot” “wait no i can’t like THIS guy he betrayed me and is out of my league and there’s probably something going on regarding him and annabeth” are you seeing where this is going. i hope you are because there is exactly one thing that saves this from being a terrible cliche. i have 2 words for you. two beautiful words. percico parallels.
  2. so this one is kind of similar to that but: percy realizing he’s bi when he meets beckendorf ((inspired by this post which i’m sure you’ve all seen)). this one is great because a) did anyone not have a crush on beckendorf lbr, and b) this way you get to see percy have that moment of replaying all the incredibly bi things he’s done/thought and being like “oH”. like there’s only one direction this could go in and that’s percy frozen with his jaw dropped for a solid five minutes thinking “oh my god did i like LUKE? were those. GAY FEELINGS?” while everyone else stares at him, confused & slightly alarmed.
  3. my personal favorite aka the jercy approach. i want to write a fic on this honestly. so this is basically just. okay so this is percy jackson we’re talking about right. and like. if percy had an inkling of a feeling that he might be attracted to guys do you know what he would do? right, he would go “hm i should probably make out with a guy to test this. that’s the logical next step here.” and percy knows a total of two non-straight guys, one of whom is 14 and just got over a very long crush on him so. probably not the best idea. right so he’s like yeah, okay, i’m gonna make out with jason grace. and so he does. he just walks up to jason and he’s like “i think i like guys haha kiss me?” and jason is like what is. happening to me. but percy seems to have good intentions so jason is like SIGH okay let’s do it. so they do. they make out on percy’s bed for like 20 minutes (they’re on the argo 2 in this universe. i don’t know why don’t ask me maybe they’re on another quest ok) and jason is like “haha yeah that was fun see ya” and percy is like bro. bRO and that’s the story of how percy winds up with a huge Terrible crush on jason grace who is 100% oblivious and 100% chasing after nico. percy Stresses For Ages. it all works out in the end probably i don’t know.
  4. this one is probably really far from canon but i don’t care because i’m absolutely in love with it. okay. so. percy flirts with everyone. like EVERYONE. and like nobody really notices because he’s only ever dated girls but then one day someone is like hey do you. think percy might like actually mean all those comments he makes about guys and someone else is like “haha no don’t be silly” but it gets everyone thinking about it (“everyone” = the seven, reyna, nico, thalia, rachel, clarisse, basically everyone who knows percy). and pretty soon it becomes like a Thing. the group bickers over if percy does or does not like guys. bets are made. everyone is stressed and no one sleeps for weeks. the group descends into Chaos. eventually everyone gets tired of percy being schrödinger’s bisexual and so someone (probably piper or thalia or rachel) goes up to percy and is like “i cannot TAKE this anymore do you like guys please tell us please. i’m begging you. end this.” and percy just. looks up. cocks his head. thinks for a minute. “haha yeah probably”. looks back down at whatever he’s doing. piper/thalia/rachel looks back at the rest of the group who are Totally Inconspicuously hiding in the bushes and they all just. look into the camera like they’re on the office.

anonymous asked:

jd in the movie and musical are essentially the same, the difference is just that the latter sings out what he's feeling. the movie is more subtle because people are more subtle, just because it's not blatantly put out there doesn't mean it's not there.

Ok my dude I’m just gonna write you a list bc actually the two are 10000% different and if you can’t see that I don’t think you understand the characters very well at all lmao. I wrote this in like 10 minutes so sorry if there’s typos or mistakes or anything.

•In the musical he shows empathy. He cried when Veronica cried, he beat up Kurt and Ram and was furious with them for hurting Veronica whereas movie JD was very apathetic and even seemed to find it funny. Also shown in his reaction to Veronica’s death. Movie JD was distressed for sure, but his reaction was the same as most people’s reactions would be to finding out their dog tore up their favorite pair of shoes. In the musical, he’s completely devastated and begs her to come back.

•Is much more human and emotional. Saying “But that’s just because he sings about it!” isn’t an excuse, because the things he says in his songs could easily be translated into words, but movie JD never said anything remotely similar TO those songs. (It can really be shown in the lyrics to every song he sings - Freeze your Brain, Our Love is God, Seventeen, Meant to be Yours). He was very clearly in pain when talking about his mom’s death in the musical, but in the movie he was like “Eh, it’s a shame.” Now I’m not saying that doesn’t mean he wasn’t sad about it, but it’s just an example of how much more emotional he IS.

•His death shows a HUGE difference difference between the two. Movie JD died almost casually, because he was over life and he wanted to make a statement. Musical JD died, crying and terribly sad, because he loved Veronica and wanted to save her.

•Speaking of, his love for Veronica is a big character difference. I actually wrote a bit about that here. In the movie he said “I loved you” when he found her hanging, but again, it was so casual and it was said almost as if it was just a throwaway line, so I have a hard time believing that. For the most part JD saw Veronica as a means to an end - she hated them as much as he did, she could help him kill them. His motivation for killing them in the movie was because they were assholes and he thought they deserved to die simply for that. In the musical, his motivation for killing Heather, Kurt and Ram was because they all had one thing in common: They all hurt Veronica. THAT was his motivation for killing them in the musical.

•While this could have a bit to do with the actor who plays him, even by objectively looking at his lines in the musical you can see very clear differences in the things he says, his mannerisms, the way he says things, etc.

•I could point out so many scenes showing this. When he introduces Veronica to his dad, for example. In the musical, he can see that Veronica is clearly uncomfortable and tries to get his dad away from her by saying “Veronica was just leaving,” when his dad walks in and telling his dad to put away the alcohol because again, it was making Veronica uncomfortable. AND, that scene shows another huge difference between musical and movie JD - in  the movie, despite seeing that Veronica is uncomfortable, JD asks her (in kind of a creepy way) to stay for dinner. In the musical, the exact opposite happens. His dad asks her to stay, and, seeing that she clearly doesn’t want to, JD tells him that it’s not a good idea.

•Seventeen is a really important song that says a lot about JD and Veronica as individuals as well as their relationship. Most of the songs in the musical have a scene that (loosely) matches them in the movie, but Seventeen doesn’t. Why? Because it wouldn’t make sense. In the movie Veronica and JD were too apathetic (i know i keep using that word but its really accurate tbh) to care about their relationship like that. Veronica didn’t love him enough (or at all) to try to get him to change and be with her, and he didn’t love her enough/didn’t even have the capacity to become a decent person. In the musical, even though he failed miserably, he did try. He tried to be a good person for her and it was clear while they were singing together that he wanted everything she wanted as well. This song is SO drastically different from anything that happened in the movie, if you can’t see the clear differences by that song alone idk what to tell you.

You can read into the movie all you want, and sure, he probably is more emotional in the movie than we see, but the fact remains that he and musical JD are two very very VERY different people. Same with Veronica and the Heathers, actually, but I can make a post about that later lmao.

supergirl spoiler rant

I gotta say, I’m a supercorp shipper, but I liked Jack, he seemed sweet and genuine, and seemed to care about Lena, he admitted his mistakes unlike some ‘love interests’ on the show, but the writers did a terrible job of actually making his death tragic.  I liked the character so I’m sad he died, but the love of Lena Luthor’s life (as the writers seemed to consider him) dying should make you feel like crying too instead we’re given a good actor playing a role without any substance in the plot or character. 

Lena and Jack knew each other for at least 5 years and dated for two of those, they only broke up because Lena wanted to move to National City to take over as CEO of L-Corp.  there were so many different ways the writers could have gone, Lena could have mentioned him in the passed episodes, maybe not go on and on, but mentioned as an ex seeing as Lena acted like a smitten schoolgirl over the guy no matter what he said.  She could have related it as another casualty of her families legacy in passing.  But it isn’t until this episode that anything about her past before coming to National City and we’re supposed to believe that this guy who has never been mentioned is someone she dated for years.  It just makes the emotions fall flat when he does die.

Hell she could have at least mentioned the research she was doing before L-Corp and how it was her dream before she had to abandon her old life to take up her families legacy, one that she never wanted, and that she left people she cared about behind.  

Or hey, they could have introduced Jack and the whole biomass thing an episode or so before so his character and his story has time to build, so we don’t know if he’s a good guy or a bad guy and then we feel bad once we realize he really was a good guy and was being used.  I mean with how hard they were pushing him to be a villain did anyone really think he was bad.  They introduce 2 characters who were alive at the end and the villain was either him or the woman with the obnoxious glowing dot in her hair.  

What could have been an interesting mini-arc was wasted this episode and it’s a shame.  Right now it feels like a friend of a friend of a friend died, I’m sad someone died and that someone I might care about is sad, but I don’t know the deceased so I don’t feel emotionally involved.  it’s just another painful thing to try to motivate a character’s motivation, but it was already unneeded since Lena’s whole life seems to be painful things and one episode and a poorly planned out red herring was not enough to get me emotionally invested in the character.

Rant over I just needed to get this off my chest

Stay Away: A Draco Malfoy Imagine

A/N: We got two requests that were pretty similar so I tried to combine them the best that I could. It’s pretty long and the beginning kinda sucks, but it was a little hard to put them together. Hope you enjoy!

“(Y/N) Potter!” your mother called from the bottom of the stairs, “You must hurry, or you’ll miss the train!” Of course, Molly Weasley wasn’t your biological mother. She had adopted you and your twin brother Harry when you were just a year old, after your parents were killed by Voldemort. With seven biological kids of her own, you and Harry understood the sacrifice it was for her to take you in, but you’d never felt like an outsider in the Weasley family.

When you arrived at the train station, you kissed your mum goodbye and boarded the Hogwarts Express with Harry, Ron, and Ginny. You couldn’t wait for your sixth year at Hogwarts. You were thrilled for Advanced Potions and Herbology. You couldn’t wait to join Ginny and Peeves in this year’s pranking exploits. You didn’t think anything could kill your mood.

Potions was your favorite subject, and you had been looking forward to today’s lesson since the year began. Amortentia was the strongest known love potion, and though you never foresaw needing to use it, you had heard of it’s unique ability to smell like whatever you loved most and you were intrigued. You were so excited about today’s lesson. That is, until you found out you’d be partnered with Draco Malfoy. You knew it was bound to happen at some point, but today? Why would Professor Slughorn do this to you?

“Potter,” Malfoy sneered when you sat you sat down next to him.

“Malfoy,” you replied, mimicking his tone. You then sat in silence, listening to Slughorn’s lecture about the potion and its dangers. He handed out bits of parchment with the recipe copied on them.

“Get started,” he commanded, and you were forced to face your partner.

“You’d better not mess this up, Potter,” Malfoy warned, before you could say anything.

“Excuse me? Potions is my best subject. You’d better not mess this up,” you countered.

“Whatever. Pass that jar, would you?” Draco said, snatching the jar from your hand. You two went on like this, adding ingredients, stirring, being passive aggressive, until you’d finished every step on the list. By the time you two were done, you were laughing and joking with one another. Perhaps he wasn’t that bad after all.

“Did we do it right?” Malfoy asked, a confused look on his face, “I can’t smell it…”

“I can’t smell anything over your horrid cologne,” you said holding your nose. You actually quite liked the smell of his cologne, but you’d never tell him that.

“Yeah, I’m having a similar problem,” he stated, staring at the cauldron.

“Guess we did it wrong…” you concluded, “Dare ya to drink it!”

“Haha no way!” He said laughing, “You heard Slughorn - this stuff’s dangerous.”

“But if we did it wrong it won’t work,” you persuaded, “Come on! Live a little!”

“Fine,” he said scooping up a big spoonful and downing it. Just then, Slughorn showed up by your cauldron. Draco scrambled hide the ladle and the sheepish grin on his face.

Inhaling deeply, Slughorn said, “This is the best batch of Amortentia in this room! Look at the color! And it smells so lovely. Quite potent. Well done, Ms. Potter. Mr. Malfoy.”

Your eyes widened in shock as you realized that you just made Draco Malfoy drink an actual love potion.

“You’re beautiful,” Draco said, batting his eyes at you.

“Alright, Malfoy, that’s the love potion talking. Come on, let’s get you to the hospital wing.”

“Hey, (Y/N),” Harry said, sitting down next to you in the common room.

“What’s up?” You asked, sensing something bothering him.

“So I saw you and Malfoy in potions today. I just… I didn’t like watching you two getting along so well. I think you should try to keep your distance from him.”

You let out a good laugh, “Harry, do you honestly think I would ever choose to spend my time with him? I put up with him because we were partners.”

“But then you left early,” Ron chimed in, “What was that about?”

“Guys, we couldn’t smell our potion, so I dared him to drink it. We thought we’d done it wrong. When I realized what happened I took him to the hospital wing. That’s all.”

“Seriously, you dared Draco Malfoy to drink a love potion?” Ron exclaimed.

“Wait, what do you mean you couldn’t smell it? I could smell yours from across the room,” Harry wondered.

“I don’t know. I couldn’t smell anything over Draco’s cologne. I swear, he bathes in the stuff…” you trailed off as your brothers exchanged a knowing look. “What?” you asked.

“Malfoy, I swear, you lay one finger on her, I’ll end you. Stay away from her,” you heard Harry threaten as you came to the curtain separating Draco’s bed from the rest of the wing. You hid behind the curtain as you watched your brothers leave.

“(Y/N)?” Malfoy asked when he saw you.

“Yeah. How are you?”

“How am I? You put me under a love potion. How do you think I’m doing?” he retorted, then added, “Plus, your  thick-headed brothers just came in here and threatened me, as if I did it on purpose.”

“I promise I didn’t know they were here,” you offered.

“Don’t they know your capable of protecting yourself?” You didn’t expect that to be the next thing he said. You didn’t know what to say.

“Um…” you started, “well, um… I brought you Sugar Quills to say sorry for accidentally putting you under a love potion. I didn’t know what you liked so I just brought these because they’re my favorite.”

“Thanks,” he said, his expression a mix of confusion and… admiration?

“It was the least I could do,” you replied, feeling his eyes on you, yours locked on the floor.

“Hey, um, (Y/N)?” Draco said, suddenly sounding nervous. You looked up at him. He swallowed, then said, “If you’re not busy tomorrow, wanna go to the green houses with me?”

“Has the potion not worn off yet?” you asked, confused. “Shall I go get Madame Pomfrey?”

“Hell, Potter, I asked you to go look at plants, doesn’t mean I’m in love with you,” he sneered.

“Ah, there’s the Malfoy I know,” you said, laughing, “so why the green houses?”

“Well I figured I’d do a bit of an experiment. The amortentia smelled like the green houses, but I don’t spend any time there outside of herbology. That’s why I thought we’d done it wrong,” he explained.

“I’m in there all the time. Maybe I can help you figure out just what you smelled,” you offered.

“Great. After lunch, then?”

“Sure,” said, with a slight grin. As you turned to leave, you added, “See you then.”

“You’re going on a date with WHO!?” Ron bellowed over the crack of the fire in the hearth.

“Honestly, Ronald, I know he’s not the greatest person, but she’s already told you, it’s not a date,” Ginny chimed.

“Besides,” Hermione added, popping up from her books, “(Y/N) is a big girl. She can make her own choices.”

“Thank you,” you stated, gesturing as if holding their statements on a platter. Your brothers were incredulous.

“I’ll kill him,” Harry muttered.

“You will not!” you countered.

“I really don’t want any trouble, Weasley,” you heard as you rounded the corner on your way to meet Draco.

“I thought I told you to stay away from my sister,” your brother replied angrily.

“Last I checked I’ve never said a word to Ginny,” Draco retorted. Smart-ass.

“The other one! Don’t touch her, don’t talk to her, don’t look at her, don’t even think about her!”

When they finally came into view, you saw Ron’s wand aimed straight at Malfoy’s chest, Draco with his hands up and back to the wall.

“Ronald Weasley!” you exclaimed, and both boys turned to look at you.

“I don’t want you around him,” Ron whined, “I’m just trying to protect you.”

“Last I checked, Ron, my reducto is three times as powerful as yours and I’ve got a pretty mean stupify as well. I think I can protect myself, thanks,” you concluded. He gave you a pout, to which you responded with a pair of raised eyebrows before he sulked away like a dog with his tail between his legs.

“I’m really sorry about my brothers,” you said for the millionth time as you wandered the rows of plants with Draco.

“I think you’ll just have to bring me sugar quills every time they threaten me and we’ll call it even,” he laughed.

“So describe the smell again,” you said, for the millionth time. You wanted to solve the mystery for him, but you couldn’t think of any plant you knew of that smelled like he was describing.

“Goodness, Potter, how many times do I have to tell you?” he asked, play mocking you, before listing the different smells he could pick out from the overall scent. He kept saying earthy, but with a mix of something else. The problem was that he couldn’t put his finger on what that something else was.

“It’s almost like someone bottled up the way it smells in here,” he said, gesturing to the room around him, “and used it as perfume. Like it smelled like this but on a person.” It was then that you noticed him staring at you intently.

Your eyes locked on his and you whispered, “It’s me.” It wasn’t a question, or really a statement either. It was more of a realization. A cute, crooked half smile appeared on Draco’s face and he nodded.

“I knew I’d smelled it before when I smelled the amortentia, but I couldn’t think of where. When you came to see me yesterday, it sort of clicked,” he explained.

“But I couldn’t smell anything,” you stated, still puzzled about that aspect of your love potion, “Do I just not love anything?”

“(Y/N),” Draco said, snickering, “I wasn’t wearing cologne that day.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?” you asked, play-hitting his arm.

“I didn’t realize it until later,” he replied, grabbing your small fists to stop you from fake pummeling him. He laughed as you struggled to free yourself.

“Malfoy! You’d better let me go!”

“Never, Potter!” At that, he spun you around so that he was behind you and pulled you close, whispering, “You’re mine now.”

“Is that so?” you laughed as you easily escaped, turning back around and planting a small peck on his lips, “Or is it the other way around?”

With a wink, you slipped out of the green house door, beckoning him to follow.


jealous!kaworu kawoshins

By popular demand. Kawotrio crack. 

“Is he still staring at me?” Kaji asked through a ventriloquist-grade murmur.

Maya sent a quick glance out of her peripheral vision. “Yeah… oh wait, no, he’s not there anymore.” Both of them relaxed the rigid postures they’d been holding.

“The trick must be not making eye contact, then.”

Maya nodded. “Like a Pokémon trainer.”



Kaji spent the next few seconds of awkward silence to assemble his escape route. “Right, well, I should be getting along. Gotta go bother Misato before she leaves for the day.”

“Right.” Maya made a point of giving him an over exaggerated wink. “See you later, then.”

Kaji loped off to the nearest exit, feeling like he’d pulled at least a thin cover of security around him for now, but that was quickly blown away when he crossed the threshold and walked straight into the vessel of Adam blocking the hallway.

“Jesus Christ,” he blurted, then, as he came down from the sudden adrenaline spike, he found his default casual tone after a bit of rummaging to say, “Hey, Nagisa. What brings you around to these parts?”

Like a cat, Kaworu threw a disdained look at the pleasantry Kaji had tossed him before turning up his nose at it, quite literally. He lifted his head to fix an unrelenting, laser stare on Kaji’s face, under which Kaji tried his best not to squirm, because what if this was actually his way of saying hello because he didn’t understand human socialization? “Cultural insensitivity in the workplace” was not something Kaji needed on his conscience.

“Do I have something on my face?” he joked, reaching up a hand to self-consciously scratch at his stubble.

Once again Kaworu declined to respond. Finally, he blinked, as if to signal that his scan was complete, and a happily serene expression slowly began to spread over his features, starting from his mouth, the corners of which lifted up into a relaxed smile.

“It is as I suspected,” Kaworu said calmly. “You are no threat to me.”

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anonymous asked:

I always love your analysis, but I think part of the Makorra analysis is reaching. Yes, Mako feels uncomfortable in any non-dominant role, but blaming that all on traditional gender roles seems unfair. You touched on it with his relationship with his brother, and I think that's the root of it. He's used to protecting Bolin and covering his mistakes. He feels like he needs to protect Korra in the same way, when what she needs is an equal partner. Calling it sexist seems simplistic.

It is…Freudian’s theories tend to be overly reductive. However, Mako safeguarding against wounds to his dignity/ego happened to play out in a very gendered way, which is why I felt that evoking the term “emasculated” was appropriate in this context.

Honestly, the reason I took this harsh of an angle was because of Masami 2.0…how Mako jumped at the chance to help out Asami, literally risking his job he wasn’t willing to risk for Korra. And then how Mako was still working overtime to prove himself right, immediately assuming Asami showing up at his apartment was to chastise him so reacting poorly to that…it reminded me all too much of the “castrated male.” And it rubbed me SO the wrong way, too.

This also played back into an observation made by an anon that spurred my Masami analysis…that Masami (1.0) seemed very “typical” in terms of the gender dynamics. We had Asami telling Mako in 1x04 that he made her “feel safe” and cuddling next to him, when 3 episodes later she’s bragging to Korra about her ability to take care of herself. I made my argument for why Asami behaved in that way, but why Mako was so comfortable in that role vs. his obvious unease at being challenged by Korra (look at the “writing tickets” fight) seemed to play into some troubling ideas that Mako felt he needed to be the protector and the one with the power.

Now, as I said, it happened to play out in a gendered way, which was the source of my unease. But now that I think about it, I probably could have written the same analysis, though linking it solely to Mako’s dignity, not assumed gender role. In many ways, the Avatar-verse is quite post-modern, and women are often powerful benders, so learned gender roles are probably much different (unless you’re from the NWT).

You bring up an interesting point with Mako falling into the protector role because of Bolin. And there was also this really insightful commentary in response to my analysis that touched on Mako needing to assume the role of guardian as a survival mechanism. I do maintain that pride and ego feature strongly in Mako, but certainly his upbringing largely shaped how Mako operates in the world.

So yeah, TL;DR, a Freudian analysis is a rather reductive way to look at something. I still have my own strong issues with the gendered way Mako’s relationship arc unfolded, which is why I wrote what I did (I was just super aggravated/uncomfortable at the implications of it), but of course there’s other dynamics at play. Examining gender is just one lens, and not the best.

Hopefully I was able to at least able to shine a light on Mako acting poorly to any perceived slight or demeaning remark, and that he and Korra were incompatible because he wanted to be a protector and she wanted an equal?

beckendorph  asked:

PERCY BDAY PROMPT: cAN U DO percy graduating and sally cries all over his gown and literally EVERYONE is at the graduation and they're being hella obnoxious with signs and noisemakers and screaming his name and he's like oGGGMMG STOP but they're so proud of him and it feels nice to have so many ppl supporting him

Percy could feel his knees shaking, the sweat starting to run it’s way down his neck. He could feel every move the little droplets made, every time they’d turn and starting running at a different angle.

He was nervous. More nervous than he’d ever been, in fact, though he couldn’t exactly tell why. After all, surviving two wars and playing instrumental parts in both should have left him feeling as if there was nothing he couldn’t do.

And this was high school graduation. Wasn’t he supposed to feel free, or relieved or something? None of the other students around him gave any signs of wanting to rip of their itchy, polyester gowns and hats that were practically sweat magnets and run out of the building. In fact, the other kids were all talking amongst each other, laughing and reminiscing about happy high school memories.

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Though She Be But Little (6/?)

Summary: A Modern AU Bucky x Reader fic where Bucky is the top employee at a private elite security firm called ‘The Asset’. He is recently hired to be the personal bodyguard to you, the reader. Or also known as Brock Rumlow’s wife.

Warnings: Possible sexual tension? Mentions and allusions to domestic violence. Tense hostage situations? 

A/N: 1 2 3 4 5


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Chapter 6

The rest of the evening passed by a lot less awkward than I thought it’d be. But in all fairness, I did have quite a few years under my belt in handling these kind of situations, no matter how sad and disgraceful it is. I managed to pass off the rest of the evening as though nothing had happened. 

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@ofdagobah liked for a starter and so can you!

“Come with you…” Vader echoed, so softly that his vocoder rendered the sound as little more than a whisper of static. He’d heard those words the last time they’d met, but from his own lips. “So, you have reconsidered my offer.”

He turned to face his son. Every time he saw him, he tried to dredge up some old hatred of Obi-Wan to strengthen himself against a disturbing rush of paternal instinct. He couldn’t this time. Those clear blue eyes and the ironclad resolve in them were all Anakin. And his soft persuasive tone, the compassion in his face…

There was too much of his mother in him for Vader to hate him as he should.

“You don’t know the power of the dark side,” he said, almost pityingly, and a recurring image from his meditations flashed into his head again: Luke and all his youthful idealism tortured to death before his eyes. “You have no hope of defeating the Emperor alone. But together we can overcome him. Whether you imagine yourself a Jedi while doing so is of little consequence to me.” Luke would still either relinquish that title or die at the end of it all; there was no harm in letting him play the part for a little longer.

He turned Luke’s lightsaber over in his hands, and carefully, reluctantly, offered it back to his son with something between a command and a plea: “Help me destroy my master.”

anonymous asked:

what are your favourite kabby moments and why?

Thank you nonnie, well, I’ve been going through another aggressive Kabby cycle of late so you either have very good timing or very bad, I’m not entirely sure which. You also didn’t specify a number of scenes…Which may have been a very bad thing as well because I’m unlikely ever to shut up…But I think you all expect this of me now anyway so without further ado:

1)- 1x05 ‘Thank You’ or that moment where Marcus isn’t as much of a dick as we first thought (and also look at the way he looks at her)

This one is actually quite early on (shipping from the start people) but I think it’s really important for both Kabby and Marcus as well because it’s that sort of, it’s not that he doesn’t want her play with Raven to fail out of spite and he definitely doesn’t want to proceed with this culling; he does want her plan to work, he wants Earth to be survivable, he wants that option and he’s taken steps to ensure that, if by some miracle it does work, he’s got people to report to him the second she gets through so they can stop this.

And I think this is a really big moment for Marcus in season 1, for the audience as well because it’s hard to get out of the knowledge that you have. You know as an audience that the ground is survivable, you know that Raven made it, you know that Abby’s right and Marcus is wrong which makes what he’s doing seriously hard to swallow but from his point of view he doesn’t know that. Abby is very much best case hope and Marcus is very much worst case planning here; he’s not a lunatic on a power trip, he’s just trying to do the best that he can for his people.

And I think that very genuine little ‘thank you’ that she gives him (and the way that she looks at him, mustn’t forget that, never going to be over that) is her sort of realising that fact at the same point we do and looking at him a little bit differently and I think it’s just really nice to see that these two, who are so often at loggerheads, so often opposed and arguing and fighting because they have such different viewpoints and ideals on how to get things done, are literally standing side-by-side in this scene and  I think it just really reinforces that they do have this common ground; they both want the same thing. He’s not bad and she’s not good so to speak, they just have different ways of going about things, but they’re united by this common goal and that becomes a really strong tie for them in later seasons so I enjoy this foundation work.

2)- I don’t care if the world is literally crumbling around my ears I am going to crawl through this tiny cramped little tunnel and save your stupid self Take 1 Marcus edition 1x11

Also known as that one scene that catapulted me from hmm, I like this, to otp fuck me and send help.

There are many things that I enjoy in this world, I am a person with simple pleasures, tea, a good book, a big slab of chocolate, and the smile that lights up Marcus Kane’s face when he holds Abby Griffin in his arms in that one scene in 1x11 and realises that she’s not dead. I don’t know if it was scripted for him to look like he’d just seen the damn sun after ten years encased underground or if it was an acting choice by Ian (goddammit Ian) but whatever it was, it delighted the life out of me so here we are.  

The physical contact in that scene is also really interesting as well, I think pretty much from the moment that his torch lights upon her and he runs to her and turns her over to wake her up, there really isn’t a moment at all where he’s not touching her in some way, either cupping her cheeks in his hands or helping guiding her down towards him or just flat out snuggling (I love that, I really do, the world is falling apart around them but we must take time out for Abby recovery cuddles, it’s wonderful) and I just really love the way she just slumps down with her head on his chest and it’s just a real sense of safety that she gets from him, he’s found her, he’s there with her, everything’s going to be alright now and she knows that there with him and it just, yeah there’s a lot there, it’s a fairly small little beat but damn if it didn’t ruin my life and make me into what I am today.

3)- ‘There has to be another way’ Take 1 - 1x13 

There is /so much/ to unpack in this scene and so much that I love about it and you know, you’re never getting an abridged version of anything with me so on we go.

The possessive little arm seatbelt of hers just ruins me okay, it really ruins me, just, he hasn’t even managed to untangle himself or stand up yet but she already knows exactly what he’s thinking and she also already knows that it’s not something she’s just willing to sit back and meekly watch happen and so the arm comes out and he gets glowered at and yes Marcus but what exactly do you think that you’re doing here? Because it’s not happening.

And I think that one of the more interesting things about this is that she never actually takes her hand away? If you watch that scene, all the way through his line about someone having to stay behind and all through her next line she shoots at Sinclair, the arm stays very, very firmly in place, reaching across his body and trying to keep him there and stop him rising. The only time that she actually takes it away is when he makes her? It’s hard to see (dammit) but I think it’s pretty obvious that just before his ‘salvation comes at a price’ line you can see him curl his fingers around the hand that’s still outstretched to him and just sort of, it’s a very nice physical way of telling her to let go of this, she can’t win every fight, there isn’t always another way, sometimes someone has to sacrifice themselves/suffer so that everyone else can get what they need.

Then we come to that little line that ‘there has to be another way’ which is just, incredibly important in this scene and spoken by Abby. It’s been her mantra the whole season, wanting to find another way around the culling, she has half a hundred suggestions at one point, she’s desperate for them to give the 100 more time to make contact and stop them going through with this and it’s a sentiment that carries into the next season but most interestingly it’s Marcus who really carries it through. That little beat in 2x03 with the grounder ‘there’s got to be a better way’ definitely echoes her and he repeats those very words of hers in the season 2 finale (but I’ll sob more about this later I just want to draw attention to another point of this meta to come, namely parallels between these two)

But yes, the point there was that this has been Abby’s mantra all season; but a lot of the time it’s been directed /against/ him. He has been the one she has been saying find another way to, but now they’ve come to the point that he wants to sacrifice himself but she’s saying this for him now, to try and save him. And this time, he’s right, someone does have to stay behind, and he’s decided that it has to be him and just, there isn’t another line of dialogue exchanged between them in that scene after that and the silent communication that we get between the two of them is amazing.

Her desperate, pleading look towards him just before he stands up and his half-placating, half-insistent and impatient look back as she silently says don’t do this, don’t leave him, and him just, this is his choice, he has to do this and god her face when he stands up and makes it absolutely clear that he’s going through with it is soul destroying.

And then, to cap it all, we have the final nail in the coffin of every Kabby shipper barely keeping it together and the hand hoooolding which is just, okay who decided this was an okay thing to do to me I mean really. But I think there’s a lot of symbolism in that, I think it’s both, something of a resolution for their earlier arc, a certain coming together (made more poignant when they become the first two to step out onto the ground together and an idea of coming at this a little more united than they were before) but I think it’s also a lot about acceptance? She’s accepting his choice here, his decision, she doesn’t want him to do this, in fact she’s jus actively tried to prevent him from doing so, but he has to.

And there’s a certain feeling of their earlier arcs all wrapped up in this because he wants to make the sacrifice play, a clear echo to the culling, put the needs of the many before the needs of the few (in this case himself) and she wants to find another way, a way that they can all survive, a way that they can all get through this but someone has to stay behind. He listened to her, he waited to see if Sinclair could give them other options this time, but there weren’t any, so he went on ahead with this and I think that hand holding is a nicely little way of binding up their arc and yes, they have their differences, but I think there is that sense that they can come together, they can work together, they can present a united front, and ironic as it is when he’s about to stay behind, it’s the idea that they can get through this together, with a little bit of both of their mentalities and just, I don’t know, I’ve gone on too long about this already.

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Billy Corgan remembers Scott Weiland.

Having just woken to the news of this passing, I feel compelled to put pen to paper and pay my respects to Scott. And in that I will not pretend to know more than I know, or add some sad homily to how he loved his life. At least in that, may I now say he is undoubtably in the arms of grace and eternal love. May I also offer my humble condolences to his family, friends, and band mates; who have, and are, suffering this great loss. For when anyone as vaunted leaves far too soon, we mourn all that might have been. As any fan, I find myself reflecting on what I do have in my own treasure chest: in scarce moments where Scott and I spoke as contemporaries or competitors, and got to know each as people other past the footlights and shadows we were so busy casting to the world. It may seem trite in reflection, but I’d try to make him giggle when I saw that the manic whirl of the dumb parties we were at (in Hollywood, no less!) might be causing undue stress. It was, I’d guess you’d say, my way of apology for having been so critical of STP when they appeared on the scene like some crazy, man-fueled rocket. And not only was the knight up front freshly handsome to a fault, but he could sing too! As any supreme actor gives a real and different voice to each character played. It was STP’s 3rd album that had got me hooked, a wizardly mix of glam and post-punk, and I confessed to Scott, as well as the band many times, how wrong I’d been in assessing their native brilliance. And like Bowie can and does, it was Scott’s phrasing that pushed his music into a unique, and hard to pin down, aesthetic sonicsphere. Lastly, I’d like to share a thought which though clumsy, I hope would please Scott In Hominum. And that is if you asked me who I truly believed were the great voices of our generation, I’d say it were he, Layne, and Kurt. So it goes beyond tragedy to say it is we who lost them, and not the other way round…


anonymous asked:

It is worth noting that she also expresses just as much distaste for city elves and their ways , she has a dialogue where she mocks the vhenadahl, and the elves trying to hold on to the scraps of their culture they have. Which is what annoys me, at least,, because yeah the dalish can be dicks so it makes sense that she would dislike them, but having her hate even city elves who are proud of their elf-yness just seems... excessive.

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That’s always been such a strange thing to me too, City Elves literally embody the littlest of the little people and have no superiority surrounding elfy-ness. City Elves are just remembering/commemorating where they came from, that’s really all the vhenadahl is. So for Sera to dislike City Elves too and just for that, it is excessive and just…senseless?

For me it says that Sera really doesn’t care for the little people, which is where a lot her dialogue seems to go as well. No matter how much Inquisition tries to subliminally assure you she does, everything she says and does states otherwise. She never brings the little people to the Inquisitor, she hates on the lowest of the little people (city elves), and she even says she selfishly just wants a world to play in. It is so frustrating and cheap to her character, it gives her less purpose than the little she already has.

The one thing that I can take from this though, is Sera’s noble background. To me, her dismissive attitude towards even the little people tells me she is not too different from Dorian when he is trying to defend slaves. She is a person from privilege thinking who is basically playing with less fortunate lives with no care and little understanding, which I don’t think is what Sera should be and yet it’s the only way I can describe how it comes across. I just…there is so many stories Sera could have told, about an elf from an usually privileged background or the divide between Dalish and City Elves or even the actual story of a Robin Hood like Jenny, and yet I feel like they were all underutilized for a cheap comedic relief and half-baked character.

Everything You Want


Well, with another season of Race to the Edge coming out tomorrow, I thought I’d post this little oneshot I’ve done set in the RTTE universe. This is the first time I’ve written for Httyd, so I apologize if the themes in here are overdone or if the characterization isn’t as polished. Also, I’ve never seen Riders of Berk or Defenders of Berk, so if something doesn’t line up canonically with those I apologize. I know I’m sort of jumping into this fandom a little late, but I really like the universe! I loved the movies when they came out but I never got into the fandom side of it until now. Hiccstrid has taken hold of me. :)

This is rated T for some mild suggestiveness and some language. Also a warning for a bit of angst. Basically, Astrid pulls a girl move and wonders why Hiccup doesn’t seem to have such an obvious crush on her anymore. As in “you used to pay attention to me and now you don’t and I don’t like it.” I’m not sure where they’re taking Hiccstrid in the series, but this is my little oneshot dealing with why they haven’t become a couple yet. Hope you enjoy? Imma just leave this here…

She was beyond frustrated.

She had tried everything, and nothing was working.

Summer gave way to a cooler fall and normally his little makeshift forge kept her warm while she watched him work, but tonight she felt none of its usual comfort.

The muscles in his back flexed while he hammered on a piece of glowing iron, holding it steady with a large pair of tongs. The sharp clanging ceased as he stopped to adjust his grip. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows and the back of his tunic damp with sweat. She’d have to be blind not to notice how the thin material clung to slick skin or just how well he filled out that tunic these days. She noticed a lot of things about him lately, but the sentiment didn’t seem to be mutual. This confused her to no end. Everything about him these days confused her.

Aside from his razor sharp wit, age and the looming pressure of chiefdom had taken its toll on him. She barely felt like she knew him anymore, and they were best friends. He played everything so close to the chest and it infuriated her that she didn’t know where they stood.

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Let’s get real...

The tragedy of Lexa dying last night on The 100 is not something we should be taking lightly as a fandom and as the LGBTQ community. When I watched the Clexa sex scene, I was honestly filled with so much joy and couldn’t wait to go on Tumblr and celebrate with the Clexa/The100 fandom. But then when Jason killed her off the way he did, I honestly felt personally betrayed and fooled. I cried almost all night. I thought for once there is going to be a show that does an LGBTQ relationship correctly, and I had complete and utter faith in the writers of The 100 that they would keep their relationship alive and flourishing. I had so much faith that up until her last breath, I kept thinking, “No Clarke is gonna save her, they won’t let Lexa die like this.” But I was horribly wrong.

I know a lot are saying that they would have been fine if she had died, but as long as it was worthy of the character. (Like if she had died a tragic but heroic death then it wouldn’t have been as bad, or even it was like a couple episodes later.) I mostly agree with this, but honestly, don’t we deserve a relationship that makes it to the end? As a queer community, if we say we’re okay with Lexa dying, we’re giving the power to the people who make our media for us. I honestly feel we shouldn’t have to settle. We deserve well developed plots and our characters making it through to the end. As a lesbian, I shouldn’t have to feel like there is no hope for me or my community especially when I escape to shows to give me hope. Now I understand Alycia wasn’t available as an actress to play Lexa, but there are so many different ways to write off a character without having to kill her while still getting the point across that the AI was inside Lexa. In my opinion, the writers weren’t being creative enough. 

At the very least, he could have given her a good death, but he didn’t. And we shouldn’t take his shit or anyone’s shit any longer. It’s time for the queer community to stop being queer baited and stop being “okay” with the fact that our favorite characters and ships always die. It’s not fair when we’ve worked so hard to accomplish so much as a community. I know life isn’t fair, but this is just cruel honestly. No more watching The 100 live. No more being queer baited. No more being disappointed and having faith in the writers. Someday, we need to come together as a community and write our own stories and create our own shows that can give hope to the part of our community that is struggling. We need to give queer kids hope that things are going to get better. Jason had a duty to his fans to make them feel safe and give them hope, but he got too caught up in the story line and forgot that he’s dealing with real people’s lives. People who are broken and barely have hope as it is in such a cruel world.

We need to take a stand as a community and boycott this show by not watching it live to teach writers a lesson that when they fuck with our community, we’re gonna fuck with their ratings. The writers aren’t going to learn their lesson unless we show them we are a force to be reckoned with. 


There is one thing that strikes me in this episode, it’s Hook’s change of mood. (I couldn’t find a gif sorry) ,the way he says, “The Jolly Roger of course”  as if it were the most logical and natural answer to this question. He’s not trying to make her feel sorry about it, or feel pity over him losing his home for her. He’s making fun of it, playing it cool as if it weren’t a big deal.

I love this scene because Killian is trying to play it down without having her feel sorry for him at all, but when Emma asks him THE question, he can’t hide - he can’t run away-

This shot is quite interesting because so different from the angles we got so far, but the emphasis is here, he could have told her he loved her, it wouldn’t have been any different.

This scene is perfect on so many points, the way Emma flirts with, all witty and adorable, the way Killian is all relax and yet emotional about all of this, full of hope.

It’s a perfect scene and both Jen and Colin blew my mind today with this. Killian was just wow, no word, so relieved and yet expecting her kiss, the way she told him she wanted to thank him wasn’t without reminding him of something else.

It’s also a beautiful parallel to The Tower, when they talk about broken hearts, because he finally tells her what happened, and it’s after they both got made fairytale stories - (“it’s my tale I’m sticking to it”), they both found home,  it’s the true fulfillment of everything we saw so far, broken hears being mend by love, by hope. Emma thought, got the impression he had simply given her up during this year, -but he hadn’t, he gave up his home, when she wasn’t sure where was hers not so long ago.

It’s beautiful because he did tell her that even broken hearts could still beat. And in this scene, theirs have never beaten so fast.  

anonymous asked:

Hey girly i love you so much okay but um question what are your thoughts on Andy saying he wanted more episode that built up to Richonne so that it did not look so out of place?? I agree with him that for those ignorant fans who may ignore signs it would have been helpful... but they can make up for it by letting us see them go on dates etc..

Hey! I love you too!

Ah, okay. I gave that comment some thought and I was a little confused by it at first, namely because all of the Richonne build-up was in the story of their journey from friends to best friends to lovers.

What I think AL was trying to say was that he would have liked to play more scenes of Rick expressing an attraction to Michonne overtly, and not so subtly (though he does it so well). I think he did a fantastic job as it was (their chemistry certainly got a lot of us Richonne shippers on board), but I also think he understands that there are people out there who are used to a romance being told a certain type of way i.e. overt gestures that ‘show’ attraction. That is not what Richonne is about. Their relationship is beautifully understated. Organic.

What is beautiful about Richonne is that their relationship evolved so naturally that once they inevitably got together, many fans were screaming FINALLY! The majority of viewers could see their connection and felt that they were operating and living as a family unit since S4. They had a bond that is and was different from any of their other relationships on the show. There’s understanding, respect, admiration and love between them.

I think Andy really would have liked to play more of those ‘relationship build-up’ scenes as Rick. The subtext of attraction was there, but he would have liked to act it out on our screens in the way of possibly more flirting or something like that.

While I would have loved to see more flirting, I don’t think they were afforded many opportunities within the parameters of the narrative. What I mean by this is there’s a time and a place and what we saw in ‘The Next World’ was exactly that: The time and the place for them to make the shift in their relationship. It would be OOC for either Rick or Michonne to be flirting with one another while in the presence of others or when badassery is at hand. A quiet moment when they are alone is what works for them. Maybe Andy wanted more quiet Richonne moments; I know I do!

I think he did more than enough with his eyes when Richonne did have a quiet moment to reinforce that Rick thought Michonne was attractive as we can see here:

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He gave us all of this with just his expressions and body language, imagine what he could have done if he were given the chance to use words and actions as well!

Now that they are canon we’ve already been blessed with PDA and some really intimate, private moments and it can only get better. Though I have to say I am in need of a Richonne hug badly hehehe also, I am not against Richonne dates too :)

Thank you!