i depict some of my ships by making them carry one another

**A Former Journalist’s Perspective on the Above:

Ok guys, let’s stop for a second and break this down–

Things Rian has said:

–There will not be a Han-Leia TYPE romance.
–I.e. this will not be a frustrating, unrequited love type thing.
–This TYPE of relationship dynamic will not be a centerpiece.

Things the VF writer assumed from Rian’s statement:

–That this somehow means there will be no romance at all.
–They assumed that just because the romance wouldn’t be the unrequited type that that somehow means no other kinds of romance at all. That is NOT what Rian said.

I used to work as a journalist for a massive international news network, and let me tell you- the number one mistake we were NEVER allowed to make was *assume* something from a statement- ‘assumptions’ being the hallmark of American journalism.

If I were responsible for writing or researching this story for my past job, I’d have had to get a direct quote saying “there is *no* romance in 8″. Hands down, if I did not have that direct quote, I would NEVER have been allowed to make such a statement. But not only is that quote NOT here, but the writer makes the egregious mistake of *assuming* that one type not being there is equivalent to NONE being there.

This, my friends, is most likely going to backfire. A bit like how JJ let slip that Rey’s parents weren’t in 7 and then badly tried to backpedal in a later statement.

Basically I think Rian will come back and personally amend the article’s assumption, either through twitter or in another interview. Because going by his quote, this is literally ALL you can *actually* take from it:

Things that Rian ACTUALLY said according to his statement, without the writer’s assumptions tacked on:

–The TYPE of romance Han and Leia had, i.e. grump vs. lovable cad, is not a type we’ll see here.
–That type of romance seen in the OT will not be a “centerpiece” to this trilogy”


Things Rian did NOT say according to his statement:

–There will be no romance (he did not say this!! He only specified a certain type!)
–That there will be no Rey-Kylo romance. (he did NOT say this! Again, he only specified a certain type! Not a pairing)
–That there will be no Finn-Poe romance. (again, he didn’t say this! Stormpilot wouldn’t even have the potential to fit into the angst dynamic Rian describes anyway)


Keep in mind the writer’s reporting bias!

The writer specifically pointed out ships by name. This is a person who has at least read a buzzfeed article about different types of SW ships, and yes, if you don’t think journalists read other peoples’ work for leads on their own stories, you’re dreaming- we do it constantly. If this person was out to debunk all ships, considering the writer works for ‘Vanity Fair’ and NOT a news outlet, he could swing Rian’s “not this TYPE of romance” statement in any direction he personally wanted to. And it seems he took it and turned it into an assumption of ‘no romance’ when Rian clearly never said that, is not quoted as saying that, only said that a certain TYPE of romance we’ve seen in the past wouldn’t be there. 

Short FAQ:

Q: But wouldn’t LF/Disney have to approve the article before it’s published to make sure it’s accurate???
A: NO. This is not how journalism, even the type VF does, works. I’ve had people in the past ask me for advance copies of stories to ‘approve’ and we’ve always politely told them no and subtly that that was an absurd request. SW also has a VERY long-running relationship with VF, which would mean an even more hands-off approach anyway.

So Let’s Make Our Own More Educated, Objective Assumptions (since the fandom aren’t journalists and allowed to):

–Everyone is STILL outrightly dodging the topic of discussing the Kylo/Rey dynamic. This is significant. This is the type of bone you want to chase. Clearly nobody’s being allowed to. Remember who is depicted on the teaser poster!

–Since only a certain TYPE of romantic dynamic we’ve seen in the past won’t be happening, that leaves us with a whole slew of others. If unrequited love isn’t on the menu, then the opposite of that is REQUITED. If it won’t be “burning”, then it could be MEANINGFUL. All Rian’s done is scratched one potential item off the menu- it doesn’t meant the rest of the menu isn’t still there! When you look at most of our fanfiction anyway, is it really unrequited love? Or is it almost always an underlying understanding of “Oh god, this is happening- this is scary but it’s almost fatalistically inevitable!” We may not have been barking up the wrong tree here on how this will play out.

–When Carrie was asked at the 2016 Wizard World con in Chicago if any of the characters would be friends with Kylo (who she kept calling “her son”) the FIRST WORDS out of her mouth were “Well Rey is very forgiving…” but then after the slip (yes, slip!) she immediately tried to backpedal and say “He’s an asshole”. THAT, my friends is solid- Carrie was asked about friendship with Kylo, and the first person she names is Rey. No, she did not say directly that they would be friends- she CAN’T say something THAT specific. Saying something like that would be extremely specific. But the fact that she named ONE character in a POSITIVE vein with regards to Kylo is the closest she can legally get to saying “Rey and Kylo will have a working, friendly relationship at the minimum” without the Disney lawyers coming after her, which is why she amended with a negative statement by calling Kylo an “asshole”.

KEEP IN MIND: Production for the new SW films is slippery as fuck. They will wrap you up in semantics if they think they can make your brain redirect, and then when something actually DOES happen later, smile enigmatically, shrug their shoulders, and quote obi-wan by saying “Well by a certain point of view!”

So to recap on the highlights:

-DON’T let a writer’s possible anti-shipping bias influence you
-DON’T let poor assumptive journalism confuse you- again, making assumptions without the blatant facts to back them up are a classic hallmark of American journalism and international journalists are VERY keenly aware of this problem and have to work around it constantly
-DON’T take Rian’s statement about ONE TYPE of romance happening to mean *no* romance is happening because that is NOT what he said!

Personally, I’m not that concerned- I do not feel that reylo is impacted by this guy’s assumptions nor Rian’s statements because all he’s said is that OT-type unrequited love won’t be a main strain of the story. Well that leaves a bazillion other juicy possibilities. This writer has made some assumptions that *cast* members have already somewhat contradicted, and personally I’m more inclined to believe them than some dude writing for VF. I also do not condone supposedly reputable publications twisting around quotations from production and making *massive* assumptions, because what this guy has done is exactly that. It’s *massive* to sweep *ALL* romance off the board when Rian didn’t even say that!! This clear bias and disregard for what was actually said makes me question the validity of the rest of his articles. If I were still working in journalism looking for story leads, I’d take things this guy has said with a grain of salt and tread very carefully after reading a good word twisting like that. Those are the sorts of things that make reporting very unreliable.

I’m not sure how to end this, so I’ll just say that I hope this has helped, I hope this has also shed some light on how these things work and how they SHOULDN’T work, and frankly, KEEP SHIPPING, GUYS because I don’t think anything has been killed or debunked or anything like that. If anything I feel like if unrequited love isn’t happening, the requited love is that much more of a strong possibility and BOY should that make the ants quake in their boots with fear. >:3

Credit to @sleemo for the above screencap and for letting me use it- thanks friend.

pretty-love-ly  asked:

Isn't supporting bee keepers by buying honey kind of a good thing? Like its a double edged sword bc we shouldn't use animals as food and all but right now with the changing climate and GMO crops and colony collapse disorder it's killing off bees and we desperately need them, so isn't it a good thing that bee keepers are keeping bees alive?

Hi there pretty-love-ly!

We’ve been tricked into believing that honey is simply a byproduct of the essential pollination provided by farmed honeybees. Did you know though that the honeybee’s wild counterparts (such as bumblebees, carpenter and digger bees) are much better pollinators? They are also less likely than farmed honeybees to be affected by mites and Africanized bees. The issue is that these native bees can hibernate for up to 11 months out of the year and do not live in large colonies. Thus, they do not produce massive amounts of honey for a  $157 million dollar a year industry.

Honey and the Different Types of Bees

Honey bees: Honey bees make a large quantity of honey (possible due to the size of colonies – that is, many worker bees collecting nectar). Honey consists of nectar combined with a ‘bee enzyme’ that goes through a process of concentration in the honeycomb before it is capped by the bees.

Bumblebees: Bumblebees, in one sense, make a form of honey, which they collect in nectar pots to be eaten by the colony, including the newly hatched worker females. However, the process of concentrating, capping, and the making of honey combs does not happen in bumblebee colonies, nor is nectar stored over winter, since only the queen survives and hibernates, whilst the rest of the colony do not.

Solitary bees: Solitary bees do not make honeycombs. They construct egg cells which they provision with a ball of nectar and pollen that will be consumed by the new larvae.

Honey bees will pollinate many plant species that are not native to their natural habitat but are often inefficient pollinators of such plants.

The crops that can be only pollinated by honey bees are:

• Guar Bean
• Quince
• Lemon
• Lime
• Karite
• Tamarind

The crops that are pollinated by bees, in general, are:

• Apples
• Mangos
• Rambutan
• Kiwi Fruit
• Plums
• Peaches
• Nectarines
• Guava
• Rose Hips
• Pomegranites
• Pears
• Black and Red Currants
• Alfalfa
• Okra
• Strawberries
• Onions
• Cashews
• Cactus
• Prickly Pear
• Apricots
• Allspice
• Avocados
• Passion Fruit
• Lima Beans
• Kidney Beans
• Adzuki Beans
• Green Beans
• Orchid Plants
• Custard Apples
• Cherries
• Celery
• Coffee
• Walnut
• Cotton
• Lychee
• Flax
• Acerola – used in Vitamin C supplements
• Macadamia Nuts
• Sunflower Oil
• Goa beans
• Lemons
• Buckwheat
• Figs
• Fennel
• Limes
• Quince
• Carrots
• Persimmons
• Palm Oil
• Loquat
• Durian
• Cucumber
• Hazelnut
• Cantaloupe
• Tangelos
• Coriander
• Caraway
• Chestnut
• Watermelon
• Star Apples
• Coconut
• Tangerines
• Boysenberries
• Starfruit
• Brazil Nuts
• Beets
• Mustard Seed
• Rapeseed
• Broccoli
• Cauliflower
• Cabbage
• Brussels Sprouts
• Bok Choy (Chinese Cabbage)
• Turnips
• Congo Beans
• Sword beans
• Chili peppers, red peppers, bell peppers, green peppers
• Papaya
• Safflower
• Sesame
• Eggplant
• Raspberries
• Elderberries
• Blackberries
• Clover
• Tamarind
• Cocoa
• Black Eyed Peas
• Vanilla
• Cranberries
• Tomatoes
• Grapes

Check this chart to see which type of bees can pollinate those crops.

While you may spread a heaping tablespoon of honey on your morning toast without thinking, creating each drop is no small feat. To make one pound of honey, a colony must visit over two million flowers, flying over 55,000 miles, at up to 15 miles per hour to do so. During a bee’s lifetime, she will only make approximately one teaspoon of honey, which is essential to the hive for times when nectar is scarce, such as during winter. At times, there may be an excess in the hive, but this amount is difficult to determine and large-scale beekeepers often remove all or most of it and replace it with a sugar or corn syrup substitute. Can you imagine someone removing all the fruit juice from your house and replacing it with fruit-flavored soda? It may still give you energy, but eventually, it will probably make you sick.

BEES DIE FOR YOUR HONEY

Another thing to think about while you sit by your beeswax candle and contemplate the lives of these little fellows is that bees must consume approximately eight pounds of honey to produce each pound of wax! And the more we take from them (bee pollen, royal jelly, propolis) the harder these creatures must work and the more bees are needed, which isn’t good news for a population that is dwindling.

When you see a jar of honey, you may think of the sweet cartoon hives depicted in childhood stories such as Winnie the Pooh. But most hives are now confined to large boxes (a completely foreign shape to bees) that are jostled and shipped around the country to pollinate crops and produce honey. This is stressful and confusing to the bees’ natural navigation systems. Along the way, bees are lost and killed, and may spread diseases from one infected hive to another. The practice of bee farming often limits the bees’ diet to monoculture crops, introduces large amounts of pesticides into their systems and causes the farmed bees to crowd out the native wild pollinators that may have been otherwise present. Beekeepers (even small-scale backyard beekeepers) will also kill the queens if they feel the hive is in danger of swarming (fleeing their file cabinet shaped homes) or drones* that they deem unnecessary to honey production. * The drones’ main function is to fertilize the queen when needed.

We have got to the point where we mass exploit honeybees as pollinators to fix a problem that should be fixed from the roots and not partially.

“At certain times of the year, three or four trucks carrying beehives rumble along Highway 20 every week. Their destination: California, where the bees are required for pollination services. During my time in California researching dairy farms, I learned about an extraordinary consequence of intensive farming taken to extremes: industrialized pollination - a business that is rapidly expanding as the natural bee population collapses. In certain parts of the world, as a result of industrial farming, there are no longer enough bees to pollinate the crops. Farmers are forced to hire or rent them in”
— Farmagedon. The True Cost of Cheap Meat

The Case of the Disappearing Bees

The question of what will happen if bees disappear may not be far from being answered. Over the past couple of years, stories about bees disappearing and Colony Collapse Disorder (CCD) have been popping up in the The New York Times, Star Tribune, Huffington Post, PBS, Discovery News and more. If nothing else wakes us up, perhaps the fact that the disappearance of bees has become front page news will. Scientists are rushing to discover what’s causing this problem before it’s too late and before we lose the important environmental link created by bees.

Thus far, there are three main theories/contributing factors:

  • Pesticides

Pennsylvania State University published a study in 2010 that found “unprecedented levels” of pesticides in honeybees and hives in the United States. (If it’s in the bees and hives, what do you think is in your honey?) Some of these chemicals are killing bees, and guess what? The EPA knows about it.

“The EPA identifies two specific neonicotinoids, imidacloprid and clothianidin, as highly toxic to bees. Both chemicals cause symptoms in bees such as memory loss, navigation disruption, paralysis, and death.

Both chemicals have been linked to dramatic honeybee deaths and subsequent suspensions of their use in France and Germany. Several European countries have already suspended them. Last year Slovenia and Italy also suspended their use for what they consider a significant risk to honeybee populations.”

– Mother Earth News

This is old news; this story came out in 2009. But has anything changed here? Not as far as I can tell.

  • Mites and Viruses

With weakened immune systems (stress, inferior food sources, pesticides etc.) bees have become more susceptible to viruses, fungal infections, and mites. Many of these invasive bugs are spread as hives are moved around the country or transferred from country to country.

While there are a number of treatments on the market for the mites, viruses, fungus and other pests that are attacking our colonies, none have solved the problem completely. These treatments can also introduce antibiotics, pesticides and other chemicals into the hives in an attempt to prevent or heal the infection. If these chemicals (often on strips) are not removed from the hive after they lose potency, they can, in fact, help the viruses or mites become resistant to treatment in the future.

  • Cell phones

This is one of the newest theories on CCD and may need further testing.

“According to a Swiss researcher who recently published a paper on the subject, the electromagnetic waves from mobile phones have a significant impact on the behavior of honeybees and could potentially be harming honeybees around the world.”

“To test the relationship between honeybees and buzzing cell phones, he placed phones inside bee hives and then monitored the bees’ reaction. He found that in the presence of actively communicating cellphones (those not in standby mode), bees produced the sounds known as “worker piping,” which tends to indicate disturbance in a bee colony.”

– ABC News

Cell phones, pesticides and viruses aside, commercial bee farming – whether organic (where bee deaths are fewer, but still occur) or conventional – does not provide bees with the opportunity to live out their normal life cycle. No matter how small the animal, farming is farming. Whether you choose to buy backyard honey or a large brand, eating honey and using other bee products encourages using bees for profit.

If you truly want to save bees as a whole and not only honey bees because is much more convenient.. then support bee sanctuaries, boycott the agribusiness and its use of chemicals everywhere. Here I leave some ideas and ways to help bees.

  • Sanctuaries
  1. Spikenard Farm  Honeybee Sanctuary | • Virginia, USA •
  2. New York Bee Sanctuary | • New York, USA •
  3. Native Bee Sanctuary | • Australia •
  4. Artemis Smiles - Honey Bee Sanctuary | • Hawaii, USA •
  5. Urban Evergreen Bee Sanctuary | • Washington, USA •
  6. The Honeybee Helpers | • North West, Ireland •
  7. Bee Sanctuary - The Bee School | • North Carolina, USA •
  8. Bellingen Bee Sanctuary | • Australia •
  9. Morgan Freeman Converted His 124 Acre Ranch Into A Bee Sanctuary To Help Save The Bees
  • Plant your garden with bee-friendly plants

In areas of the country where there are few agricultural crops, honeybees rely upon garden flowers to ensure they have a diverse diet and to provide nectar and pollen. Encourage honeybees to visit your garden by planting single flowering plants and vegetables. Go for all the allium family, all the mints, all beans except French beans and flowering herbs. Bees like daisy-shaped flowers - asters and sunflowers, also tall plants like hollyhocks, larkspur and foxgloves. Bees need a lot of pollen and trees are a good source of food. Willows and lime trees are exceptionally good.

  • Encourage local authorities to use bee-friendly plants in public spaces

Some of the country’s best gardens and open spaces are managed by local authorities. Recently these authorities have recognised the value of planning gardens, roundabouts and other areas with flowers that attract bees. Encourage your authority to improve the area you live in by adventurous planting schemes. These can often be maintained by local residents if the authority feels they do not have sufficient resources.

  • Weeds can be a good thing

Contrary to popular belief, a lawn full of clover and dandelions is not just a good thing—it’s a great thing! A haven for honeybees (and other native pollinators too). Don’t be so nervous about letting your lawn live a little. Wildflowers, many of which we might classify as weeds, are some of the most important food sources for native North American bees. If some of these are “weeds” you chose to get rid of (say you want to pull out that blackberry bush that’s taking over), let it bloom first for the bees and then before it goes to seed, pull it out or trim it back!

  • Don’t use chemicals or pesticides to treat your lawn or garden

Yes, they make your lawn look pristine and pretty, but they’re actually doing the opposite to the life in your biosphere. The chemicals and pest treatments you put on your lawn and garden can cause damage to the honeybees systems. These treatments are especially damaging if applied while the flowers are in bloom as they will get into the pollen and nectar and be taken back to the bee hive where they also get into the honey—which in turn means they can get into us. Pesticides, specifically neo-nicotinoid varieties have been one of the major culprits in Colony Collapse Disorder.

  • Bees are thirsty. Put a small basin of fresh water outside your home

You may not have known this one—but it’s easy and it’s true! If you have a lot of bees starting to come to your new garden of native plants, wildflowers, and flowering herbs, put a little water basin out (a bird bath with some stones in it for them to crawl on does a nice trick). They will appreciate it!

  • Let dandelions and clover grow in your yard.

Dandelions and clover are two of the bees’ favorite foods – they provide tons of nourishment and pollen for our pollinators to make honey and to feed their young (look at this bee frolicking in a dandelion below – like a pig in shit!) And these flowers could not be any easier to grow – all you have to do is not do anything.

I highly recommend also taking a look at this article too as honey is tested on animals, yes, as it says and the article explains honey is tested on dogs, cats, goats, rabbits, mice, rats…

As you can see, there is much more than saying “let’s help the bees by eating honey, vegans are dumb, they need to eat honey because what they eat relies on it”... We can save the bees without taking away the honey they produce, that’s a fact.

Honey is meant as a health food; a healthy food for bees. The more we interfere with their natural processes, both by relying on farmed bees as pollinators (rather than other native wild bees, insects or animals) and to feed our desires for “sweets,” the close we’re coming to agricultural disaster.

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bellanary  asked:

Hi i love your blog and i was wondering if you have any aus about unknown fantasy creatures. Vampires and shapeshifters get all the love!

Ah, Thankyou and I agree theres a lot of creatures that don’t get enough love, please excuse the fact most of these are british I have tried to spruce things up the first ones are british. I added a quick description for individuals that don’t know anything about them.

Black dog (Ghost) of death. (or Black Shuck) This mythological creature originates in british folklore and has been reported in mainland europe and is in american (north and south) folklore. It is thought to be a hellhound it is usually described as being a large black or white dog with glowing eyes and red ears, Once you set eyes on this dog you are cursed and will likely die then or in the next 24 hours-year or someone they know will, it usually hunts pub goers cos’ why not.

-You are a blind individual who stumbled across me, thinking I was a stray dog and have looked after me and I don’t want to cause you suffering by killing anyone you know so I shall leave now- what do you mean I don’t have to and you can find a way to stop the killing curse?

Selkies (ilovetheseshittymermaidsokay??) originate in Scottish and Irish folklore. They are people who have a ‘seal skin’ this skin allows them to become a seal or a bad mermaid seal thing. They usually dance on beaches at night and are either ‘meek and docile’ or good at seducting people (STEREOTYPES). They can be vengeful and there are many tales of them murdering men due to past ‘issues’.

-Person A is a rogue pirate who travels from ship-ship trying to find a place to stay what happens when Person B finds their skin?

-Person A works as a seal rescuer/rehabilitator, and this seal just talked to them.

-Person A is a Selkie! Lifeguard and uses their skin and ability to hold their breathe underwater for a long time to help people.

Kelpies. Yet another scottish/british mythological creature. The Loch Ness Monster is thought to be one of these. These are usually depicted as black demon horses with kelp/serpants for a mane who live in water ways they can usually turn into humans and may have tentacles. These hoes are bloodthirsty, vengeful and strong. They will usually get humans to ride on their back their back and then drown them or seduce them by becoming human. But kelpies are stoppable, it could be captured using a halter stamped with the sign of a cross, and its strength could then be harnessed in tasks such as the transportation of heavy mill stones, but if they escape they will seek revenge in cruel ways.

-Friendly Kelpie who honestly just wants hugs and friends as they are lonely.

-What do you mean my horse is gonna try kill me???

-Person A releases a kelpie from a halter due to a flood in the barn and the kelpie wouldn’t of survived if they didn’t and the kelpie has to make the descision if they save person A who has been kind the entire time they have been kept locked up here.

Naga/Nagagi (YOU PROUD??? ITS NOT BRITISH-). These slippery beans are found in Hindu and Buddhist mythology. Nagas are depicted as having a mixture of human and serpent-like traits the most common on tumblr is the bottom half of a snake and top half of a human. Some veiw them as deities and some veiw them as wise. Naga can also be depicted as being bloodthirsty.

-Freezing cold naga decides the best thing is to cuddle up to this human who fell asleep in their garden-

-Naga who have favourite trees scaring away children and generally being grumpy.

-Person A and C are naga, B a student and they have homework to do on nagas and instead of visiting a ‘zoo’ they tracked down the poor beans.

-Naga pile= Naga attempting to stay warm by cuddling close together.

-Naga stretching while wounding around a human and accidently breaking an arm.

Centaurs. Found in Greek mythology they are half human half horse (top half is a human bottom a horse), they are generally seen as being good archers and healers and having a knack for astology, they are generally portrayed as solitairy.

-Centaur breaking free from captivity and taking their favourite ‘carer’ with them.

-Person A (centaur) finding an injured B in the forest and looking after them for a bit.

-Centaurs and barbed wire don’t mix.

-Very tall dales centaurs and mini shetland centaurs-

Sirins / Harpies: Both are fairly similar. Both have the head of a human and body of a bird (although you could edit this to better suit your needs). Harpies are from greek mythology, they steal food from their victims while they are eating and carry evildoers (especially those who have killed their family) to the Erinyes.  Now the Sirin is a literal mixture of siren and harpy, and is from Russian mythology, they sing of great things to come but can make ‘mortals’ forget everything and follow them and then the mortal dies. It is thought only happy people can hear sirins.

-Sirin trying to reverse their song after a mortal heard and is now following them.

-”Everyone thinks we are cannibals when we are really not.”

-Harpy/human relationships being forbidden.

-Instead of killing this person I shall keep them safe and pretend they are dead they seem a little too kind for being killed.

OKay but hear me out, Ittan Momen are rolls of fabric that float through the night and murder people. But imagine it as a ‘side-kick’ for a character and it pretends to be a scarf and is generally a protective bean.

Or maybe a mini naga that fits around A’s arm and has exstensive knoledge or maybe its bite can cure poisons and joins A on adventures.

Sober Review of “Dunkirk”: The Union Jack Stands For Hope

              My hook is that I watch movies and write about them while drunk. I recognize that this is the only thing that really makes me appealing among the many reviewers out there. Without that angle, I’m just another twenty-something year old guy with a liberal arts degree who thinks he knows more than you. So, going into my showing of Dunkirk, I had every intention of getting blasted. I had my menu, I was ready to order a Stella and enjoy myself, but then the opening scene hit.

              Pamphlets fall from the sky to soldiers walking the streets below. A soldier grabs one and reads it. It’s a taunt from the enemy, telling the British and French soldiers that they are surrounded on every side. When the first gunshot rings out, it grabs your attention and never lets go. I sat back in the film’s grip. I never ordered the drink.

              Dunkirk is the latest film from celebrated director Christopher Nolan, focused on the miraculous evacuation of Allied forces from the French beaches of Dunkirk. We follow British soldiers who experience the event from all different angles. Soldiers on the beach scramble to find a way out of Hell via the Mole, the large breakwater where everyone stands in line in hopes to be the next off the beach. Farrier, played by Tom Hardy, is a part of the air support in an effort to keep German bombers from destroying the ships carrying the evacuees. We also even follow British civilians who hear the call to aid their countrymen and sail from Britain to France. The overall story is told nonlinearly, but all culminates in what is the greatest military retreat of all time.

              There’s not a single bad actor in this movie. Tom Hardy and Mark Rylance are the standouts, with Hardy giving another congested performance much like his 2013 driving-at-the-speed-limit-thriller Locke and Rylance living up to all of his hype in his portrayal of a British civilian who sails to Dunkirk in order to rescue soldiers. (Fun fact, their characters were the only ones whose names I caught.) Kenneth Branagh turns in that quintessential Nolan “older man that inspires” role that is usually reserved for the likes of Michael Caine (who appears briefly as a voice over the radio). Cillian Murphy plays a soldier in the throes of PTSD who plays wonderfully off Rylance’s Mr. Dawson. However, while these hard-hitters impress, no one impresses more than Harry fucking Styles. I never expected to type that sentence in all my life, yet I will stand by it. Styles gives a nuanced take on the psyche of a psychologically strained soldier who has been through the worst of what the battle had to offer. There comes a moment where he is the most threatening presence on the screen. When I initially saw his casting, I groaned. I was worried that Nolan had given in to shock cameos like so many movies seem to as of late. (Disclaimer: Drunk Idiot Reviews thinks that cameos are the lowest form of comedy or entertainment. You may think differently, but Drunk Idiot Reviews will consider you a dingus if you think otherwise.) But this is why he’s the director. Styles nails the role and I hope I can continue to see him in dramatic roles moving forward.

              Hans Zimmer reminds us once again why he is the undisputed king of movie scores. Though there is plenty of schlock that he pushes out, this is not one of them. In fact, it deserves mention among the best of his Nolan scores. The music always builds a tense atmosphere, centered around the motif of a ticking clock. Unlike some of his other Nolan scores, I would say that this never overpowers the movie at any point. It may not be one that you’ll find yourself playing on Youtube after the movie is over, but the movie is elevated by it at every turn. In the final few moments when the clock finally stops ticking, you, much like our main characters, you feel like you can breathe again.

              Nolan takes the best of his Dark Knight sensibilities here with some fantastic stunts. The greatest set piece here is for sure the dogfights over the sea. Hoyte van Hoytama, the director of photography, captures some incredible views of a wide ocean with no land in sight. It’s an incredible depiction of the stressful nature of the air battles and emphasizing how hard it can be to balance gas usage with destroying the enemy. The movie shows some incredible versatility by then transitioning to the sinking of a destroyer hit by a torpedo. The ship fills with water, the soldiers frantically try to find a way out of what has become a death trap, as the guardrails and beams on the outside act almost as a prison for the men within. In fact, the stunts here are incredibly claustrophobic, mostly centering on the possibility of being drowned by the very thing meant to carry these men to safety. The juxtaposition of these types of battles fuel the paranoia-fueled tension of the movie, showing exactly how these soldiers grow more and more desperate.

              When I read some early screening reactions of the film, I saw that many people complained about the noise. This is a LOUD movie from beginning to end for sure. However, I personally felt it added more to the chaotic and stressful environment that the film exists in. This is a movie made for the theater and having it attack your senses is part of the experience.

              Dunkirk is the pinnacle of the movie-going experience. The action, the acting, the score, the story, everything works here. Any shortcomings that Nolan has been criticized for before have been patched up here. No more is the excessive exposition or the incredibly on-the-nose symbolism. The worst thing that you can say about the movie is that there are bits that may be cheesy (according to my father), but after everything these men went through, how could you deny them some cheese? Dunkirk is a story about real heroes that each contributed their small part towards a miracle and Nolan did them justice. And he did it without showing a single Nazi in focus or any gore whatsoever through the entire duration. It’s the best movie of the year without equal; nothing I can say will stress that enough. I just saw it again thirty minutes before I posted this review. Go see it.            

Katsugeki/Touken Ranbu ED

I absolutely love this anime, like really. It’s amazing, because Katsugeki ultimately redefines the historical genre in anime, by pushing onto us the relationship of a samurai and his sword from a different standpoint. Of course a samurai depends on his sword ALOT because it’s a ‘kill or get killed’ world for him, but for swords, it’s a different case and that’s what Katsugeki derives it’s concept on.

Initially, I wanted to start dissecting the OP but as I was doing the screen shots, I realized that the ED is actually a direct “prequel” to our OP and here you can see why!

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jantales  asked:

How would Poe feel to find out that the reader was killed by the First Order before he could ask them to marry him & Leia gives him a choice to watch the video clip they were sent to prove to him that this isn't some sick joke?

A/N: Okay I tweaked the story a little but I hope you like it! I’m going to call this a drabble.


“Poe Dameron.”

He was working on his ship and alongside him sat his trusty droid chattering away excitedly about the day’s future events.

“Poe Dameron.” the voice said again this time catching his attention.

Poe turned, a stripe of grease decorated his brow. “Sorry I didn’t notice you,” he apologized “We’re a little preoccupied. Got a big evening ahead of us.”

The man offered no sympathies. “General Organa needs to speak to you.” his tone was curt, and without so much as a good bye the man carried on his way.

Poe exchanged glances with BB-8 and almost in unison they rolled their yes or small robotic head. “Let’s go buddy. She probably want’s to discuss an upcoming mission.”

On the way to the command center BB-8 continued rambling. Those who passed by could briefly catch some of the questions the little droid was asking. ‘Where will you take her?’ ‘What will you wear?’ ‘How will you ask her?’ and little comments like ‘She better not be taking my spot in your room.’

As they entered the command center the atmosphere became different. People spoke in hushed tones and avoided making direct eye contact with him. He got the feeling they knew something he didn’t. It was notably grim. 

“Poe.” it was the General. She stood at a holotable accompanied by Admiral Statura. 

“You needed to speak with me?” Poe asked.

“We have something important to discuss.” 

Poe looked between Leia and Statura, catching somber looks from each of them.

“This morning we sent Green Squadron out on a scouting mission in First Order occupied space.” she began.

Poe perked at the mention of Green Squadron. It was yours.

“They failed to make contact within seven hours-”

Poe interrupted her. “Seven Hours? Have you sent anyone out to look for them?” he knew when he hadn’t seen you all day that you must be on a mission but it didn’t occur to him how long you had been gone until now.

“We were about to, but before we could send anyone out we received a transmission from one of the squad members,”

Poe sighed. The growing tension in his chest released in a wave of relief. 

“It was a hologram,” General Organa stated. “After viewing the video and decrypting a code sent with it, it is to our understanding that the First Order sent the hologram from a pilots X-Wing.”

“What was on the hologram?” Poe’s anxiety was building again. Nothing from the First Order could be good.

“That’s what I called you here to talk about. I’m sorry but-” She paused, her gaze wandered from Poe’s for a moment trying to find the right words to say. “I’m sorry but the entire squadron was killed.”

Each word hit Poe like a lead weight baring down on top of him. “Everyone?” he asked barely able to speak. 

“Everyone.” Leia confirmed. “I know how much she meant to you.” the General placed a hand on his arm comfortingly.

“Where’s the hologram?”

“Poe I don’t think that’s something you want to-”

“Where’s the hologram?” his voice was stronger this time fueled by his emotions.

Leia nodded over at Admiral Statura who pressed a sequence into the table. The space above the table light up in a blue hue depicting a row of rebels standing with their hands cuffed. The image came to life with movement as a line of stormtroopers entered with their blasters, one for each member of Green Squadron. He could see you standing straight and tall, a furious scowl directed at anyone in white armor. You were always so fearless even in the face of danger. An order was barked from out of frame and the troopers readied their weapons aiming at the rebels. Poe’s heart beat faster with each passing second. Another order was called and Poe quickly turned his head as the sound of blasters emitted from the holo. He looked back. Your body lay lifelessly on the ground surrounded by your fellow squad members.

The hologram faded from the air but Poe didn’t move. He stared blankly in disbelief at the empty air in front of him.  The image of you burned into his mind. Finally the invisible weights on him became too much. He collapsed to the floor with tears flooding his vision. BB-8 rolled to his side humming sorrowfully. “I was supposed to marry her.” he said softly.

Everyone in the room watched him knowing that no amount of condolences could make it better. Poe dug into his pocket and drew out a small wooden box decorated with intricate carvings. He had made it himself. The box opened to reveal a small ring made of a glittering stone and scrap metal. He had made that too. Poe delicately ran a finger along the ring as a sob wracked his body. What was once a promise for a bright future together became a haunting reminder of shattered dreams and a lost love.

“I was supposed to marry her.”

anonymous asked:

Would you do a Tyki/Allen reclist?? <333

YES, i certainly WILL HAHA

if you know me then you know i love my tykillens 100% consensual and thats. That’s a bit tough, cause not many in the fandom seem to agree with me lol.  it’s a bit of a wasteland in ao3 not gonna lie but the tag there has recently been blessed, and I’ll dig out some old gold too <3

Honestly it’s uh. It’s probably gonna be easiest to organise this by authors and then I’ll like. Pick a couple of my favourites from each of them, and link a few randoms i like at the end. 

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Hello! I’m Addie and I’ve been in Obikin Hell for some time now, so I thought I would make a recommendation post for the really good fics I’ve read. Includes multi-chapter fics, one-shots (fluff and angst mixed in, because I love some good angst), specifically smut fics, and fics that aren’t obikin-centered but are really good.

Happily Ever After by imadra_blue & Luthe || When his children run away to save the galaxy from endless war on their own, Anakin Skywalker must embark on a journey across the galaxy to bring Luke and Leia home - a journey that partners him again with his old Master, Obi-Wan Kenobi, and leads them into a relationship neither expected.
Canon Divergence || Explicit || Complete: 30K Words

The Bond Not Meant To Be Broken by Masha4Lyfe || He couldn’t do it. He simply could not live without Obi-Wan. The Jedi Order had to be wrong. Attachment could not be so bad, especially when it made him feel this way. Their bond was special. Anakin knew this to be certain. He felt it in the Force. Their bond was not meant to be broken.
Canon Divergence || Teen || Chapter 7/?

Fever by TheCrackedKatana || Anakin returns from a solo mission with no capture and a nasty case of “I am absolutely NOT sick” and is tended to by his doting mentor. But when a very unwell Anakin is forced to pursue an adversary in spite of his condition, Obi-Wan accompanies him at the request of the Council and possibly, against Anakin’s wishes. In a relationship charged with unspoken feelings and bordering on drastic emotional change, the smallest gestures carry the greatest meaning.
Canon Divergence || Not Rated || Chapter 30/?

Holding Onto You by skvsolo || Obi-Wan did not want to go to this party. These types of parties always were so uncivilised.
Modern College AU || Explicit || Chapter 2/?

Half of My Soul by Sansculotte || Obi-Wan and Anakin start their Jedi training together and soon form a forbidden bond, until Anakin is called off to war with a deadly prophecy over his head and Obi-Wan follows. This uses the legend of the Greek hero Achilles and his comrade Patroclus, set in the Star Wars universe.
Alternate Universe: Canon Era || Mature || Chapter 8/?

Sun Kissed by Vee017 || Being on a world that supports slavery is one thing. Buying a slave and bringing him into Republic space is entirely another.
Alternate Universe: Canon Era || Mature || Chapter 24/?

Beasts of Burden by ProfDrLachfinger || Obi-Wan has always believed in the good side of Anakin. But the actions taken by Anakin following Padmé’s death unsettle Obi-Wan deeply. Anakin tries to regain the trust of his former Master while both have to face their complex feelings for each other.
Alternate Universe: Canon Era || Mature || Complete: 31K Words || CW: Graphic Depictions of Violence

Starbird by imaginarykat || As far as Anakin’s concerned, Obi-Wan is the picture of a perfect Jedi. Or, Anakin thinks he knows everything about Obi-Wan but doesn’t. Anakin thinks a lot of things, actually, and he’s wrong about most of them. Anakin’s whole world view is turned upside down. Obi-Wan is having the time of his life.
Fluff || Teen || 9K Words

Stuck by manyscarletskies || Anakin and Obi-Wan are confined to their quarters in quarantine. Anakin is bored. Fluff follows.
Fluff || General || 1K Words || Part of the Attachments Series

You sing it out loud, “who made us this way?” by imaginarykat || Anakin knows what the tattoos on Obi Wan’s wrists say. Anakin Skywalker on the left one in clear, black lettering, Obi-Wan’s own elegant handwriting. Darth Vader on the right one, mangled and nearly illegible, the letters sharp and unfamiliar, surrounded by what looks like burn marks.
Angst || Teen || 5K Words

Immutable by bedlamsbard || Five Times Obi-Wan Kenobi Compromised His Jedi Ethics for Anakin Skywalker.
Kind of Both; Indescribable || Teen || 2K Words

5 reasons why dating your Padawan is bad, plus one reason why it’s not by faeliality || Pretty much what the title says.
Fluff || Teen || 2K Words

Time After Time by clairedearing || Five times obi-wan and anakin met each other again, and one time they actually didn’t.
Angst || Teen || 2K Words

Under Starry Skies We Are Lost by imaginarykat || Obi-Wan makes the mistake of sitting down on a meadow full of flowers. Anakin decides he’s gonna braid flowers into his Master’s hair because hey, why not?
Fluff || General || 700 Words

A Flock Of Black Sheep by darthrevaan || Once you go black you never go back. They all know a gang is pretty much exactly what they are. Partners in Crime AU.
Fluff-ish || Teen || 2K Words

***All smut fics listed here are rated Explicit.

Master by ARightCharlie || Purely self-indulgent, filthy porn written because there is not enough Anakin/Obi Wan out there.
Tags: Oral Fixation, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Blow Jobs, Dom/sub, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Breathplay, Choking, Rimming, Aftercare

Against The Console by MyBellaLove16 || They were fighting. Harsh and violent, they were fighting. Every move that Obi-Wan made, Anakin hit back with equal force. One step forward and one step back, they danced along the dark hallway leading into the control room.
Tags: Rough Sex, Choking, Bruises, Fighting As Foreplay

Raw by purgat0rypals || When they fuck like this, it’s rough and fast and desperate and raw.
Tags: Rough Sex, Choking

This Makes You Mine by temple_mistress || Anakin needs help remembering a lesson, and Obi-Wan is more than willing to teach.
Tags: not bdsm, braid tugging, Possessive Obi-Wan, Insolent Anakin, Jedi in love, PWP

It Felt Like Exploding by skvsolo || When Anakin kisses him for the first time, Obi-Wan feels as though a star’s exploded in his chest.
First Kiss, First Time, Marking, fingering, Anal Sex, Rimming, Top Obi-Wan, Bottom Anakin

Star Wars: The Role-Playing Game by InkStainsOnMyHands || In which Star Wars is actually a tabletop game, and Han really needs to get his love life sorted out.
Skysolo, mentioned Obikin || General || Oneshot, 2K Words

Hush - A Handmaiden Story by AceOfSpace || Something wonderful has happened. Nobody can know. One by one, the handmaidens of Naboo find themselves sworn to secrecy as then learn something very startling about their Senator.
Not ship-centric, Anidala present || Teen || Chapter 2/?

Counterpoint a Scordatura by AgarthanGuide, akathecentimetre, TheCrackedKatana || Obi-Wan Kenobi had hoped to rediscover his passion for music and life in general when he returned to music school, fifteen years older and quite a lot wiser; he hadn’t expected to be adopted by a bunch of frankly frightening seventeen-year-olds or end up in bed with his extremely eccentric professor. But that’s New York for you…
Qui-Gon/Obi-Wan, Anidala || Mature || Chapter 12/?

Feed You the Sky: Chapter 12

In which Ivar presents Kára with her morning gift. Bear with us, I know Ivar is a little different than what we usually see in this fandom. @shesafreesoul and I have decided to take his kinks in a slightly different direction, but I don’t want to give too much away because it’s going to develop over time. We hope you guys enjoy this fic as much as we do!

Min elskede:my beloved

Min kjaerte: my dear (yeah, they finally use terms of endearment!)

AO3:

http://archiveofourown.org/works/10584924/chapters/23831667


Kára walked beside Ivar as he dragged himself over the ground, and she found herself admiring the graceful way he moved. She was unsure how a man could look magnificent crawling like a beast, and yet her husband managed. Maybe it was the easy confidence in his movements, like this was nothing to be ashamed of, or maybe it was the rippling strength in his arms and shoulders. Her eyes were drawn to the curve of his backside, and he looked back in time to catch her staring. A wolfish, teasing grin spread over his soft mouth, and she remembered the taste of his kiss. “See something you like, wild woman?”

She could feel the heat of a blush staining her cheeks crimson, but she met his eyes without shame. “Something I like very much.” She dropped her voice to a conspiratorial stage-whisper. “I found myself thinking of the feel of your skin under my hands, the way you moved against me in our bed last night.” She bit her lower lip before continuing, feeling her blush deepen. “I can still feel the memory of you inside me.”

“Kára,” his voice was half a moan and half a growl. “If you do not stop talking like that, I swear I will pull you to the grass and take you right here.”

“Did I not satisfy you well enough before breakfast?” Her voice was shy, and she refused to meet his eyes for a moment.

He laughed, warm and tender. “I think I could love you all night, and yet still want nothing more than to keep loving you all day. Think of this morning as only a promise of things to come tonight.” A sudden heat jolted through her at those words, and she ached to have him follow through on his earlier threat.

Ivar stopped suddenly, motioning her toward the door of the bladesmith’s forge. She shot him a puzzled look, but opened the door and followed him inside. He pulled himself into a chair that had been set out, and she looked at him with open curiosity. He pointed toward the wall, the racks where the newly made weapons hung until their proud new owners came to collect them. “Do you see that battle-ax, with the golden inlays and the runes burned into the handle?” She nodded. “It is yours, part of your morning-gift. I saw that you carry a sword and a small throwing ax that you are very skilled with,” he smiled, remembering with surprising fondness the time she had barely missed his face. “But I noticed you do not have a battle-ax. I do not care if you never carry it into battle, but my Valkyrie deserves a weapon as beautiful and strong as she is.”

The ax was indeed beautiful, and she traced her pointer finger lightly over the glistening of the gold knotwork inlay. The knots depicted the shape of a howling wolf, the single eye a small green stone set into it. She took the weapon, hefting it in both hands, and sighed in delight. It felt good in her hands, heavier than her sword, but light enough for her to swing with a fair amount of ease. She had trained with a large battle-ax, but never carried one into battle. This was certainly a weapon that could split skulls, but speed was her greatest weapon, and this ax would slow her.

“I will use this ax to split the skulls of the men who betrayed me,” she promised, meeting his glinting blue eyes as she kissed the sharp edge of the ax.

Ivar nodded, his voice husky, “come here, my wild woman. Bring your ax. It must be blooded.” Kára was compelled to obey, and she knelt beside him, cradling the ax on her lap like a child. Ivar ran his palm along the edge of the ax, creating a shallow cut. He took Kára’s hand and ran her palm along the blade, too; she hissed at the burning sensation the sharp edge cutting her skin. Ivar pressed their palms together, mixing their blood, then kissed her knuckles. “Blood my blood,” he whispered.

“Blood of my blood,” Kára echoed, a chill running up her spine at the hungry look in her husband’s eyes. He cupped her cheek, smearing his blood on her pale skin, and guided her lips to his in an eager kiss. After a few moments, Ivar drew back, head tilted to one side, looking at her.

“Now you have a choice, my Valkyrie. Would you prefer to go on our raid first, or hunt down the men who betrayed you?”

The choice was easy. “First we raid. I want to see Northumbria, tales of your great army there reached us even here. I want to see the place of your victory, to spill even more blood on that green land.” She paused, something akin to bloodlust smoldering in her hazel eyes. “And then when we return, we deal with the traitors. By then they will probably be better organized. It will be a much more satisfying fight.”

Ivar laughed. “If it’s Saxon blood you wish for first, Saxon blood you will have. I told you already that I will deny you nothing. I have thought ahead already, preparing for both options so there will be no delay. Our forces are gathered, and the ships are in the harbor, ready to sail. We can leave with the tide tomorrow morning. We will be gone for probably two months. It is risky to leave a newly conquered kingdom so soon after establishing control, but our marriage should quell most of the unrest. I will leave Ubbe here in command of a small force of my men. Do you wish to leave some of yours behind, too?”

She snorted, looking at him as if that were the stupidest question she had ever heard. “Of course. Magnhild will command my men, she knows the people here. Shall we grant them joint power to settle any disputes that arise in our absence? They must reach a decision acceptable to both of them in order to pass a judgment. If they cannot, no decisions will be made until our return.”

Pride glistened in Ivar’s striking blue eyes, the corners of them crinkling in a smile. “You were shaped by the gods to rule with me, min elskede.” He pressed another kiss to her sweet lips, sighing against them in contentment before he pulled away. Her hazel eyes begged him to kiss her again, and he was only too happy to oblige her. “We should spend the day preparing. I have ordered most of our supplies packed already, but there is always much to do the day before a raid.”

Kára nodded, hazel eyes glinting. “But nothing so important as this.” Her voice was a breathy whisper, and Ivar widened his eyes in a question. She laid back on the floor of the empty bladesmith shop, pulling Ivar forcefully onto her, “You will make love to me. You will spill your seed in me. You will show all men that I am yours, and you will let me conquer you as we will conquer our enemies.”

Her commanding tone had him quickly hardening, and he gasped as her hand plunged into his trousers to stroke him. His hands were already lowering her pants, and his wandering fingers found her already wet and warm and eager, writhing against his hand. She tore his trousers down from his hips, her hands like iron on his backside, pushing him into her core in one smooth stroke. They both moaned at the overwhelming pleasure of their joining, and Ivar bit sucked hard enough on her neck to bruise the tender skin. He then bit it to seal the mark, and she bucked her hips against him, her nails drawing light lines down his lower back and buttocks, even down to the tops of his thighs.

“Yes, Ivar, gods, the feel of your cock within me is the sweetest thing I’ve ever imagined.”

He pumped harder into her, growling in her ear, “tell me more. Praise me, min elskede. Tell me exactly how good of a lover I am to you.”

“When you move your hips that way,” he repeated his movement, gyrating his hips against her, almost questioningly, and she moaned, “yes, just that way, gods, Ivar, min kjaere.” She could barely continue through her gasping, but the his blue eyes, glinting with need, tore at her heartstrings. “When you move in me, I feel like I must be a goddess. Surely I will burst from the sweetness of your cock stretching me.” Her next words were sharp, almost a keen, “you hit some spot inside me, oh Ivar. Find it again.” Her hands dug into his scalp, gently pulling at his hair, and he sucked on her neck again, just below the junction below her ear.

She threw her head back, screaming, as her hips arched against him, beyond her control. The waves of her pleasure caught him, pulled him into the ocean storm of her orgasm, and all he could do was gasp and cling to her to stay afloat. He lingered inside her after they had both finished, and Kára, feeling strangely vulnerable after feeling so powerful, burrowed her head shyly into the warm, solid strength of his chest.

He kissed her hair, then cupped her chin and raised her face to gaze into her eyes. “Min elskede, you have no idea of the power you have over me.” Now it was Ivar’s turn to feel shy, and to distract himself he ran his fingers through the soft red waves of her hair. “Everyone always thinks, because I am a king and have led armies for many years now, that I always like to be in control. But in submitting to your desires, I find no shame.” He struggled to put into words the strange feelings swirling within him, but he had never been gifted at this type of thing. “Having you so confident and bold, Kára,” he paused, again, still trying to find the words, “hearing you tell me how I make you feel, I loved it.” He smiled at the shining in her eyes. “My wild, strong woman. It is your strength that first drew me to you. That is my favorite part of you: you are indomitable.”

This drew a warm giggle from her. “My favorite part of you, I think, is your honesty. I feared you because of your reputation, but you are a man whose actions matches his words.” She paused to kiss him, grinning. “That mouth of yours is my second favorite part of you.” He gently bit her lip before she drew back. The moment of weakness passed, Kára kissed his lips one last time before standing and tugging her clothing back into place. “Now we can go prepare for the raid.”

Where I justify my controversial Bioshock Infinite shipping prefs.

I wrote this longass thoughtpost in a reblog a couple of days ago, but wanted to hear fellow fans’ thoughts in reply, so here it is in its own post.

So, I was so conflicted about these two (YOU KNOW WHO I’M TALKING ABOUT), but I feel like this was the intended reaction by the writers/Ken Levine; to totally screw with the players’ heads in every which way possible with this game - both ship/story-wise.

I can sympathize with him too. As one who has dabbled in writing/producing scripts, a writer’s aim, more often than not, is to elicit a reaction/evoke emotion from the audience. And I will say, the more stunned and “WHAT THE FUCK, NAAAAW THAT DID NOT JUST HAPPEN OMG” the reaction is, the more satisfying it is for the creator. There is no greater reward than producing something thought-provoking and unforgettable as a creative. So, so satisfying. I just know Levine must have been cackling in his lair when thousands of dudes that wanted to bone Liz vicariously through Booker vomitted on themselves at the end.

That said, I believe he intended for the masses to ship this romantically up until the reveal.

I believe this to be true for a few reasons:

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merlinobsessionist  asked:

NOTHER COLDFLASHWAVE THING SORRY okay so barry can clearly draw cause he drew Savage NOW imagine (in neighbors au) Mick finds Barry's sketchbook that he dropped and he looks through it of course and he finds a bunch of doodles of Len and Mick is just like ugh ofc he has a crush on Len cause he is his nemesis and they've interacted the most and Mick continues flipping cause damn the kid really knows how to draw but THEN Mick comes across a drawing unlike all of the doodles of Len and it's of (1)

himself. It’s super detailed and accurate and it depicts his scars and it even put a tiny-can-barely-even-see-it smile/smirk on his face and he just kinda stops. He gets that feeling he gets when he stares at fire and he kinda strokes the page. maybe he signs it. maybe he leaves a note on the other side. he leaves it in front of Barry’s door(cause of course he and Len figured out where he lived) and he leaves to set something on fire cause he’s feeling things and he needs an outlet (2)

Okay, this headcanon is already so perfect that I honestly don’t think there’s much more I can add, but I will try!

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sylvestrium  asked:

youre a fucking idiot. beekeeping is what is keeping bees alive and the honey industry is what makes beekeeping happen. If people stopped eating honey bees would die out and so would all of your plant foods that require bees to pollinate them

Just before calling somebody else and idiot avoid repeating what everyone else is saying and do a bit of research. 

I started to make my own research after this ask went viral a couple of months ago. 

We’ve been tricked into believing that honey is simply a byproduct of the essential pollination provided by farmed honeybees. Did you know though that the honeybee’s wild counterparts (such as bumblebees, carpenter and digger bees) are much better pollinators? They are also less likely than farmed honeybees to be affected by mites and Africanized bees. The issue is that these native bees can hibernate for up to 11 months out of the year and do not live in large colonies. Thus, they do not produce massive amounts of honey for a  $157 million dollar a year industry.

Honey and the Different Types of Bees

Honey bees: Honey bees make a large quantity of honey (possible due to the size of colonies – that is, many worker bees collecting nectar). Honey consists of nectar combined with a ‘bee enzyme’ that goes through a process of concentration in the honeycomb before it is capped by the bees.

Bumblebees: Bumblebees, in one sense, make a form of honey, which they collect in nectar pots to be eaten by the colony, including the newly hatched worker females. However, the process of concentrating, capping, and the making of honey combs does not happen in bumblebee colonies, nor is nectar stored over winter, since only the queen survives and hibernates, whilst the rest of the colony do not.

Solitary bees: Solitary bees do not make honeycombs. They construct egg cells which they provision with a ball of nectar and pollen that will be consumed by the new larvae.

Honey bees will pollinate many plant species that are not native to their natural habitat but are often inefficient pollinators of such plants.

The crops that can be only pollinated by honey bees are:

• Guar Bean
• Quince
• Lemon
• Lime
• Karite
• Tamarind

The crops that are pollinated by bees, in general, are:

• Apples
• Mangos
• Rambutan
• Kiwi Fruit
• Plums
• Peaches
• Nectarines
• Guava
• Rose Hips
• Pomegranites
• Pears
• Black and Red Currants
• Alfalfa
• Okra
• Strawberries
• Onions
• Cashews
• Cactus
• Prickly Pear
• Apricots
• Allspice
• Avocados
• Passion Fruit
• Lima Beans
• Kidney Beans
• Adzuki Beans
• Green Beans
• Orchid Plants
• Custard Apples
• Cherries
• Celery
• Coffee
• Walnut
• Cotton
• Lychee
• Flax
• Acerola – used in Vitamin C supplements
• Macadamia Nuts
• Sunflower Oil
• Goa beans
• Lemons
• Buckwheat
• Figs
• Fennel
• Limes
• Quince
• Carrots
• Persimmons
• Palm Oil
• Loquat
• Durian
• Cucumber
• Hazelnut
• Cantaloupe
• Tangelos
• Coriander
• Caraway
• Chestnut
• Watermelon
• Star Apples
• Coconut
• Tangerines
• Boysenberries
• Starfruit
• Brazil Nuts
• Beets
• Mustard Seed
• Rapeseed
• Broccoli
• Cauliflower
• Cabbage
• Brussels Sprouts
• Bok Choy (Chinese Cabbage)
• Turnips
• Congo Beans
• Sword beans
• Chili peppers, red peppers, bell peppers, green peppers
• Papaya
• Safflower
• Sesame
• Eggplant
• Raspberries
• Elderberries
• Blackberries
• Clover
• Tamarind
• Cocoa
• Black Eyed Peas
• Vanilla
• Cranberries
• Tomatoes
• Grapes

Check this chart to see which type of bees can pollinate those crops.

While you may spread a heaping tablespoon of honey on your morning toast without thinking, creating each drop is no small feat. To make one pound of honey, a colony must visit over two million flowers, flying over 55,000 miles, at up to 15 miles per hour to do so. During a bee’s lifetime, she will only make approximately one teaspoon of honey, which is essential to the hive for times when nectar is scarce, such as during winter. At times, there may be an excess in the hive, but this amount is difficult to determine and large-scale beekeepers often remove all or most of it and replace it with a sugar or corn syrup substitute. Can you imagine someone removing all the fruit juice from your house and replacing it with fruit-flavored soda? It may still give you energy, but eventually it will probably make you sick.

Another thing to think about while you sit by your beeswax candle and contemplate the lives of these little fellows is that bees must consume approximately eight pounds of honey to produce each pound of wax! And the more we take from them (bee pollen, royal jelly, propolis) the harder these creatures must work and the more bees are needed, which isn’t good news for a population that is dwindling.

When you see a jar of honey, you may think of the sweet cartoon hives depicted in childhood stories such as Winnie the Pooh. But most hives are now confined to large boxes (a completely foreign shape to bees) that are jostled and shipped around the country to pollinate crops and produce honey. This is stressful and confusing to the bees’ natural navigation systems. Along the way, bees are lost and killed, and may spread diseases from one infected hive to another. The practice of bee farming often limits the bees’ diet to monoculture crops, introduces large amounts of pesticides into their systems and causes the farmed bees to crowd out the native wild pollinators that may have been otherwise present. Beekeepers (even small-scale backyard beekeepers) will also kill the queens if they feel the hive is in danger of swarming (fleeing their file cabinet shaped homes) or drones* that they deem unnecessary to honey production. * The drones’ main function is to fertilize the queen when needed.

We have got to the point where we mass exploit honeybees as pollinators to fix a problem that should be fixed from the roots and not partially.

“At certain times of the year, three or four trucks carrying beehives rumble along Highway 20 every week. Their destination: California, where the bees are required for pollination services. During my time in California researching dairy farms, I learned about an extraordinary consequence of intensive farming taken to extremes: industrialized pollination - a business that is rapidly expanding as the natural bee population collapses. In certain parts of the world, as a result of industrial farming, there are no longer enough bees to pollinate the crops. Farmers are forced to hire or rent them in”
— Farmagedon. The True Cost of Cheap Meat

The Case of the Disappearing Bees

The question of what will happen if bees disappear may not be far from being answered. Over the past couple of years, stories about bees disappearing and Colony Collapse Disorder (CCD) have been popping up in the The New York Times, Star Tribune, Huffington Post, PBS, Discovery News and more. If nothing else wakes us up, perhaps the fact that the disappearance of bees has become front page news will. Scientists are rushing to discover what’s causing this problem before it’s too late and before we lose the important environmental link created by bees.

Thus far, there are three main theories/contributing factors:

  • Pesticides

Pennsylvania State University published a study in 2010 that found “unprecedented levels” of pesticides in honeybees and hives in the United States. (If it’s in the bees and hives, what do you think is in your honey?) Some of these chemicals are killing bees, and guess what? The EPA knows about it.

“The EPA identifies two specific neonicotinoids, imidacloprid and clothianidin, as highly toxic to bees. Both chemicals cause symptoms in bees such as memory loss, navigation disruption, paralysis and death.

Both chemicals have been linked in dramatic honeybee deaths and subsequent suspensions of their use in France and Germany. Several European countries have already suspended them. Last year Slovenia and Italy also suspended their use for what they consider a significant risk to honeybee populations.”

– Mother Earth News

This is old news; this story came out in 2009. But has anything changed here? Not as far as I can tell.

  • Mites and Viruses

With weakened immune systems (stress, inferior food sources, pesticides etc.) bees have become more susceptible to viruses, fungal infections and mites. Many of these invasive bugs are spread as hives are moved around the country or transferred from country to country.

While there are a number of treatments on the market for the mites, viruses, funguses and other pests that are attacking our colonies, none have solved the problem completely. These treatments can also introduce antibiotics, pesticides and other chemicals into the hives in an attempt to prevent or heal infection. If these chemicals (often on strips) are not removed from the hive after they lose potency, they can in fact help the viruses or mites become resistant to treatment in the future.

  • Cell phones

This is one of the newest theories on CCD and may need further testing.

“According to a Swiss researcher who recently published a paper on the subject, the electromagnetic waves from mobile phones have a significant impact on the behavior of honeybees and could potentially be harming honeybees around the world.”

“To test the relationship between honeybees and buzzing cell phones, he placed phones inside bee hives and then monitored the bees’ reaction. He found that in the presence of actively communicating cellphones (those not in standby mode), bees produced the sounds known as “worker piping,” which tends to indicate disturbance in a bee colony.”

– ABC News

Cell phones, pesticides and viruses aside, commercial bee farming – whether organic (where bee deaths are fewer, but still occur) or conventional – does not provide bees with the opportunity to live out their normal life cycle. No matter how small the animal, farming is farming. Whether you choose to buy backyard honey or a large brand, eating honey and using other bee products encourages using bees for profit.

If you truly want to save bees as a whole and not only honey bees because is much more convenient.. then support bee sanctuaries, boycott the agribusiness and its use of chemicals everywhere. Here I leave some ideas and ways to help bees.

  • Sanctuaries
  1. Spikenard Farm  Honeybee Sanctuary | • Virginia, USA •
  2. New York Bee Sanctuary | • New York, USA •
  3. Native Bee Sanctuary | • Australia •
  4. Artemis Smiles - Honey Bee Sanctuary | • Hawaii, USA •
  5. Urban Evergreen Bee Sanctuary | • Washington, USA •
  6. The Honeybee Helpers | • North West, Ireland •
  7. Bee Sanctuary - The Bee School | • North Carolina, USA •
  8. Bellingen Bee Sanctuary | • Australia •
  9. Morgan Freeman Converted His 124 Acre Ranch Into A Bee Sanctuary To Help Save The Bees
  • Plant your garden with bee friendly plants

In areas of the country where there are few agricultural crops, honeybees rely upon garden flowers to ensure they have a diverse diet and to provide nectar and pollen. Encourage honeybees to visit your garden by planting single flowering plants and vegetables. Go for all the allium family, all the mints, all beans except French beans and flowering herbs. Bees like daisy-shaped flowers - asters and sunflowers, also tall plants like hollyhocks, larkspur and foxgloves. Bees need a lot of pollen and trees are a good source of food. Willows and lime trees are exceptionally good.

  • Encourage local authorities to use bee friendly plants in public spaces

Some of the country’s best gardens and open spaces are managed by local authorities. Recently these authorities have recognised the value of planning gardens, roundabouts and other areas with flowers that attract bees. Encourage your authority to improve the area you live in by adventurous planting schemes. These can often be maintained by local residents if the authority feels they do not have sufficient resources.

  • Weeds can be a good thing

Contrary to popular belief, a lawn full of clover and dandelions is not just a good thing—it’s a great thing! A haven for honeybees (and other native pollinators too). Don’t be so nervous about letting your lawn live a little. Wildflowers, many of which we might classify as weeds, are some of the most important food sources for native North American bees. If some of these are “weeds” you chose to get rid of (say you want to pull out that blackberry bush that’s taking over), let it bloom first for the bees and then before it goes to seed, pull it out or trim it back!

  • Don’t use chemicals or pesticides to treat your lawn or garden

Yes, they make your lawn look pristine and pretty, but they’re actually doing the opposite to the life in your biosphere. The chemicals and pest treatments you put on your lawn and garden can cause damange to the honeybees systems. These treatments are especially damaging if applied while the flowers are in bloom as they will get into the pollen and nectar and be taken back to the bee hive where they also get into the honey—which in turn means they can get into us. Pesticides, specifically neo-nicotinoid varieties have been one of the major culprits in Colony Collapse Disorder.

  • Bees are thirsty. Put a small basin of fresh water outside your home

You may not have known this one—but it’s easy and it’s true! If you have a lot of bees starting to come to your new garden of native plants, wildflowers and flowering herbs, put a little water basin out (a bird bath with some stones in it for them to crawl on does a nice trick). They will appreciate it!

  • Let dandelions and clover grow in your yard.

Dandelions and clover are two of the bees’ favorite foods – they provide tons of nourishment and pollen for our pollinators to make honey and to feed their young (look at this bee frolicking in a dandelion below – like a pig in shit!) And these flowers could not be any easier to grow – all you have to do is not do anything.


I highly recommend also taking a look at this article too as honey is tested on animals, yes, as it says and the article explains honey is tested on dogs, cats, goats, rabbits, mice, rats…

As you can see, there is much more than saying “let’s help the bees by eating honey, vegans are dumb, they need to eat honey because what they eat relies on it”... We can save the bees without taking away the honey they produce, that’s a fact.

Honey is meant as a health food; a healthy food for bees. The more we interfere with their natural processes, both by relying on farmed bees as pollinators (rather than other native wild bees, insects or animals) and to feed our desires for “sweets,” the close we’re coming to agricultural disaster. 

Sources

1. Danforth BN, Sipes S, Fang J, Brady SG (October 2006). “The history of early bee diversification based on five genes plus morphology”. Proc. Natl. Acad. Sci. U.S.A. 103 (41): 15118–23.
2. Pollinators’ impact on crop production Research study in Proceedings of the Royal Society B: Biological Sciences of 25 October 2006.
3. Pollination and Bee Plants, Excerpted from Beekeeper’s Handbook, Sammataro/Avitabile ©1998.
4. Bryony, Bonning (11 November 2009). “Honey Bee Disease Overview” (PDF). Journal of Invertebrate Pathology 103: s2-s4. doi:10.1016/j.jip.2009.07.015. Retrieved 21 October 2014.
5. “Bumblebee Specialist Group: 2011 Update” (PDF). IUCN. Retrieved7 October 2012.
6. Yang, Sarah (25 October 2006). “Pollinators help one-third of world’s crop production, says new study”. UC Berkeley. Retrieved 29 June 2015.

aley-nag  asked:

Would you mind writing some teenage Bucky/Steve back in the 30s?

Write my favorite things? Twist my arm. I wrote a high school 30′s AU as one of my first prompts here, if you’re interested! This turned out kind of disgustingly fluffy, and I wasn’t sure if there was anything that specific that you were looking for, hope this satisfies!  - Astro

Steve had spent most of the month looking for a job, only to be laughed out of almost every place he went to. Omegas were supposed to stay home and keep house, and even if he wasn’t as thin as a rail Steve knew that most of the ship-owners would look down on him. Male omegas and female alphas weren’t as common, and there was plenty of prejudice against them. It seemed there was plenty of prejudice against everybody these days, which had only been exacerbated by the lack of work.

Thankfully Bucky had been able to keep his work at the docks, though Steve wished there was something else for his friend to do. Poor Bucky had dropped everything at the crash when his dad has lost his job, dropping out of school and going to work.

Steve felt like a dead weight, completely unable to support himself. Art school seemed like a waste, but it was the only thing that he could do, at least the school hadn’t had to close. After barely finishing highschool he hadn’t wanted to continue school, but Bucky had made him promise that at least one of them should go. He felt like there were more important things than covering himself in charcoal dust and mixing paints, but it was enough to see Bucky smile at what he’s made at the end of the day when the alpha came home exhausted and scratched up from carrying crates.

Their lives fell into an exhaustive but necessary routine. Steve went to class when he wasn’t sick, and tried to dodge Bucky setting him up with the seemingly endless stream of beta girls he met when he went out after working his ass off all day. It wasn’t that he wasn’t interested in them, he found them interesting and engaging, and he was always polite and tried to give them a good time, but they weren’t really interested in him when they had a beautiful alpha like Bucky to look at.

“C’mon Bucky, I don’t want to go out today…” Steve rubbed his hands over his face, wincing when he realized he’d just covered himself in charcoal again. “I have to work on these sketches.”

Bucky cocked his head to the side, considering. “Fine. We’ll stay in then. I’ve been wanting to catch that new program on the radio anyway.”

Steve looked up at him. “Really?” Bucky almost never stayed in. It wasn’t that he didn’t like being home, he was just busy, and he was sociable and loved to flit around to dance halls and parties that his work friends invited him to. Steve wasn’t jealous, he liked staying home as much as Bucky liked going out.

“Yeah. Don’t look so shocked.” Bucky plopped down onto their ratty couch, running his fingers through his hair to free it from the grip of the pomade. “I got a few new books too. There’s no work for three days until the ships can get through the storm that’s brewing off the coast, so you’re stuck with me.” He grinned and Steve felt his heart flutter.

That was another new addition to Steve’s life. Being completely in love with his best friend. Though, maybe it wasn’t so new, and Steve had just noticed it.

It was stupid, and Steve knew that a handsome and smart alpha like Bucky would never consider a skinny, sickly, omega for a mate, but that didn’t make Steve feel any different. It wasn’t the norm for an unmated alpha/omega pair to live together like this, but no one honestly looked twice at them anymore. Everyone in the neighborhood knew them, and knew that you’d catch a hook from Steve as quick as you could get a smile out of Bucky.

“You need me to pose again? Or are you doing objects this time?” Bucky dug around in their icebox, pulling out the last beer and popping it open on the edge of the counter.

Steve stared down at his sketchbook. “I’m good. Just gotta flesh some of these out.” Steve was pretty sure that his professor was going to grow tired of seeing Bucky depicted in 90% of Steve’s drawings, but you drew what you knew after all.

Bucky curled up next to him and Steve bristled when he leaned against him and nuzzled the side of his head.

“What’re you doing Buck?”

“You smell sweet today. Content.” Bucky took another breath against his neck and Steve shifted away from him.

Bucky tightened his grip on the beer in his hand and pulled away on his own. “I need a shower, but I don’t know if I want to brave the cold like last time.”

“You smell fine.” Steve grabbed his charcoal off the table, trying to resist the urge to bury himself in Bucky’s chest and breathe him in. There wasn’t one thing he liked more than Bucky’s scent, even when he was sweaty from a hard day’s work.

Bucky sprawled out on the couch and Steve eventually slid onto the floor to tip his sketchbook against the side of the coffee table. He didn’t have an easel, and hunching over his page made his back ache for days.

“You’re turning 18 soon, got anything big planned?” Bucky didn’t look up from his paperback, the cover folded over around the back to the point that Steve knew it would end up like all the others on their bookshelf.

They’d both been avoiding mentioning Steve’s birthday, knowing that they didn’t have enough money to string together for a regular day, let alone anything special.

Steve shrugged. “Nah. It’s shit to have your birthday on a holiday anyway.”

Bucky nudged him with his foot. “Don’t be so sour. The whole country celebrates your birthday. 18 is a big deal, you deserve to do something.”

Steve snorted. It was an old joke, one that Bucky had been rehashing since they were tiny. “18 doesn’t mean anything to me. You didn’t do anything big for yours.”

Bucky shrugged. “I did plenty. I’m just hoping they don’t crack down on the drinking age. Prohibition was a blessing and a curse.” He tipped his beer to Steve to emphasize his point.

“I’ll be plenty thankful if I’m not sick.” Steve scrubbed at a line on the page.

“We could go to a picture. I know you’re not big on dancing.” Bucky had put his book aside, looking down at Steve.

“I said I don’t need anything. You don’t have to convince me. Cook dinner or something and I’ll be happy. You can give me a damn hug, you know I don’t want nothin’.”

Bucky barked a laugh. It wouldn’t be the first time he’d given Steve a hug for his birthday. It had become a running joke once they’d become too poor to rub two cents together let alone buy gifts.

“You don’t have to wait for special occasions to ask for a hug Stevie.” Bucky reached across to put his book on the table, leaning over and wrapping his arms around Steve’s skinny shoulders, hunched over on the couch and burying his face in Steve’s neck.

Steve squawked unbecomingly, batting Bucky away when the alpha stuck a wet finger in his ear. “Oh gross, c’mon Bucky.”

Bucky dissolved into laughter and Steve hit him with one of the couch cushions.

Bucky didn’t get to take days off from work. He got to go and work until they didn’t need him anymore, and he was grateful. If he called in or didn’t come then they would likely replace him on the spot, and they couldn’t afford to both be out of work.

“Sorry I’m gonna miss most of your birthday pal.” Bucky shrugged on his jacket, looking guilty and exhausted.

Steve shushed him and handed him a thermos of coffee. “Don’t worry about it.”

“You can invite all your girlfriends over without me being in the way.” Bucky winked at him, sipping from his coffee. “Have a real party.”

“Yeah, that’s what I’ll be doing. Go to work Bucky.” Steve ushered him out the door before he could say anything else.

Steve didn’t do anything different than he would on a usual day, puttering around and picking up their mess and listening to the radio. He did treat himself and go to the penny candy store and get a small handful of sweets. Bucky loved the sour ones.

On the way back up to his apartment Steve stopped to throw jacks with Mrs. Adams’ pups. She seemed surprised to see him when she came out to check on them.

“Oh Steven. It’s great to see you looking so well.”

Steve pulled himself up off the concrete and dusted off his pants. “Thank you. You look well too Mrs. Adams.”

“How’s your mate? I’ve barely seen him around, he must be working so much.”

Steve felt his stomach do a flip and he dropped his gaze. “Bucky’s not my mate ma’am, but he’s doing fine. Working too hard.”

“Oh, I’m sorry, I just-”

Steve forced a smile onto his lips. “Don’t worry about it. Have a good day ma’am.” He turned on his heel and headed up the stairs, trying not to shake.

That was what Steve wanted for his birthday. The only thing he’d wanted for the last few birthdays actually, but he couldn’t ask Bucky. Even if he agreed, it was unfair of Steve to ask. Bucky deserved a wife and pups and a happy life. Steve was officially 18, and hadn’t once had a heat. If he hadn’t spent so much time in hospitals that took intimate documents of his physiology he would have just assumed he was a beta. That didn’t stop his chest from aching.

Bucky came home later than usual, and Steve had been about to doze off on the couch. He pulled himself back awake when he heard the key in the lock.

“Hey Stevie, sorry I’m so late.” Bucky gave him a tired smile, kicking off his shoes. “I miss anything today?”

Steve shook his head, going to the icebox to start re-heating Bucky’s dinner with a wide yawn. He was so tired his thoughts were bleary.

Bucky loitered close to him while Steve puttered around, but Steve was too tired to ask him what he was up to. It wasn’t until Bucky’s hand caught his waist that Steve even looked up at him.

“What is it Buck?” This close Steve could smell the muddled tinge to Bucky’s scent. Maybe he was getting sick? Something was stressing him out for sure.

Bucky licked his lips, a nervous habit that left them chapped more often than not. “Wanted to give you your gift.”

Steve grinned at him, elbowing him good-naturedly. “The standard hug? Or do I get a kick in the ass this time?”

Bucky brought his hand up to cup Steve’s cheek, his thumb rubbing gently behind his ear.

Steve froze, his smile falling at he gazed up at his friend. “Wha-?”

Then they were kissing and Steve felt like all the air had left the room, like an asthma attack but without the desire to breathe at all. He was so shocked that he couldn’t even kiss back, and Bucky had pulled away before he could recover.

“Surprise?” Bucky looked so vulnerable and unsure of himself that Steve’s heart hurt. Did he really think Steve was going to refuse him?

Steve sucked in a breath and tightened his fingers in Bucky’s shirt, yanking him down for another kiss. He knew he wasn’t a good kisser, but Bucky didn’t seem to mind, gently guiding Steve to change the angle and sighing happily when he licked into Steve’s mouth.

Only once Steve could no longer ignore the burning of his lungs did Steve pull away for air. The room was full of the scent of both of them, pinched tight and strong. At least he knew Bucky liked kissing him. “Bucky…”

“Don’t.” Bucky touched his cheek again, his eyes so soft it made Steve blush. “Don’t open your big mouth and ruin the moment huh? I got you another present anyway.”

Steve stared at him as he dug around in his pockets.

“I know pairs usually have promise rings until they can get married and mate, but I have to save up a bit more for one of those…” Buck had gone shy again.

“Is that a washer?” Steve blinked at the little metal piece in his hand.

Bucky sputtered. “It’s an o-ring! It’s the best I could find okay? Do you want it or not punk?”

Steve quickly snatched it from his hand. “I want it!” He held it close to his chest like Bucky was going to take it back.

Bucky’s expression went soft again. “Good. Happy Birthday Steve.”

Steve flushed, leaning up to kiss Bucky’s cheek again. “Thanks Buck.” Pulling out his dad’s dog tags from under his shirt Steve unhooked the chain and added the o-ring to it.

Bucky pulled him into his arms, nuzzling his hair. “You smell happy.”

Steve flushed. “I am happy.” He wasn’t sure if he could voice how totally in love with Bucky he was right off the bat, but he had a feeling that the alpha already knew. “I’ll find you some sort of thing too. All your dames are gonna be crushed if we start going steady.”

Bucky snorted. “It’s always been you Stevie. They’ll survive.”

Shipping teenage boys with adult men is *always* homophobic

Or: on Boys Love, power dynamics, and the problem with the straight slasher community.

Hey folks, friendly neighborhood gay here with some thoughts on a certain type of shipping that I’ve been wanting to share for a while now. Before I dive into The Discourse, I want to make it clear that my goal here isn’t to shame people, or to add fuel to the fire of internet ship wars. What I want is for the people who take part in the communities I’m about to describe to understand the points I’m about to make, and be able to think more critically about how they participate in fandom and shipping as a result. Let us begin:

When an adult and a teenager are in a relationship, there always exists a power dynamic between them. This is true of any type of relationship, not just a romantic one; there is a power dynamic between a parent and a child, between a student and a teacher, hell even between a kid walking home from school and some rando walking across the street from them. The difference between these power dynamics and the one present in a romantic (and sexual) relationship is that between a student and a teacher, or a parent and a child, there is an understanding that the two parties aren’t meant to be on equal emotional footing. The parent or teacher is meant to protect and emotionally support the child; the child is not expected to do the same for the parent or teacher. In fact, when children are forced to carry emotional burdens for their parents before they are fully mature, it is considered child abuse. It is recognized as an unhealthy situation.

By contrast, in a romantic or sexual relationship, it is essential that the two parties be on equal emotional footing. Otherwise, the individual with more power is able to manipulate the other. Full stop, there is no healthy alternative in this situation. An adult in a relationship with a child is manipulating the child, even if neither of them thinks they are, because the child is not emotionally mature or experienced enough to hold their own and will necessarily be swayed by their adult partner. An adult is unable to emotionally lean on a child without hurting them, and in a deeply emotionally intimate situation such as a romantic relationship, the stakes are that much higher and thus the damage will be that much greater. A child cannot consent to sex with an adult for the same reason.

This is a pretty standard explanation of the problems with pedophilia, which isn’t specifically a gay thing. But here’s how it’s related to homophobia:

Something that I’ve noticed a lot in online slash communities is that people are obsessed with power dynamics. Especially on the part of straight fans, there is always a huge amount of concern over which member of a gay ship is a top and which is a bottom, who is a sub and who is a dom, which one “wears the pants” so to speak and which behaves in a more feminine way. And so among all this, teen/adult ships fit right in; because it’s yet another way for people to “explore” a power dynamic within a gay ship.

Now here’s my point: all of this is fundamentally homophobic. If you do it, you are being homophobic. That’s that.

Not just shipping teens and adults, but everything I described in the previous paragraph; constant concern over who tops and who bottoms, who’s a dom and who’s a sub, all of it. If your interest in gay ships revolves around these questions, you are not an ally to gay people. You are actively hurting us. I’m sorry if that sounds harsh, but I need to say it like that because you probably wouldn’t have realized otherwise.

And that is because power imbalances aren’t healthy. They aren’t healthy within gay relationships, and they aren’t healthy within straight relationships either.

And really, a lot of this interest in creating power imbalances in gay ships reflects a desire to project heteronormative gender roles onto gay couples— another thing which actively hurts us. See, the wacky thing about like topping vs. bottoming is it doesn’t actually say anything about how submissive you are. Seriously, like, it really doesn’t. At all. It mostly just reflects a personal preference for how you like to get off. Wild, I know. But straight people are always so obsessed with it? And we (the gays) are pretty sure it’s because you think it somehow reflects who’s the “man” and who’s the “woman,” or at least who is more dominant and who is more submissive. (Btw, in spite of what my parents think, the unilateral answer to “who’s the man & who’s the woman” is “neither of us, that’s the point, we’re gay”). I get that trying to make gay relationships heteronormative may seem to you like you’re trying to make them more normal, but really that just reinforces heteronormativity, which hurts us since we, y’know, go against it by existing.

So, back to the main point. Straight slasher culture and genres like yaoi/Boys Love basically thrive off of this form of heterosexual escapism, in which you (het peeps) can project abusive, straight gender roles onto our relationships so that, well, I guess they sting you a little less, and so that you can be titillated by how “sinful” such a relationship is (which like, big red flag right there that you’re being homophobic, is associating gayness with inherent abnormality). But there’s nothing good about fixating on abusive relationships (and this goes for straight relationships too— I mean there are countless feminist critiques of the gross male fantasies that thrive off of power imbalances existing between men and women), and really, the fact that you can say “well, it’s just fiction, even if I acknowledge that it’s abusive who really cares” shows that you don’t really take these types of relationships seriously to begin with. You aren’t thinking about all the real live queer teen boys out there, who desperately want to see something that validates how they feel about other boys and only ever come across toxicity. You aren’t thinking about how, when this is what they see being depicted as normal for gay relationships, they are more likely to be vulnerable to falling into relationships actual abusive older men, who will target them precisely because they are immature and naive and therefore easy to manipulate and control. Being gay isn’t your fantasy world; it’s our reality. When you treat gay relationships in fiction like they’re just escapism and have no implications in the real world, you’re not just showing that you don’t take predators seriously (which, you should)— you’re showing that you don’t take normal gay people seriously either. Because you won’t respect that we are normal, and healthy, and pure.

Now, to try to end on a more uplifting note: none of this is to say that straight people shouldn’t ship gay ships. Please ship gay ships! It makes me really happy when straight people ship genuinely healthy, affectionate gay ships because it shows that you can identify with us, that you do see us as normal, and that there’s no reason we can’t coexist in and consume fiction meant for all of us. Plus, there are way more of you than there are of us, so it’s way easier for you to get the attention of producers and content creators— when they see you supporting and relating to and loving queer characters, it encourages them to write and support queer characters! Everybody wins! But you have to think just as critically about what types of gay ships you support as you do about what types of straight ships you support— basically, you have to think about fictional relationships just as critically as you would real life relationships. Anything less is irresponsible, and when you clearly give more thought to this in the context of straight relationships than you do in the context of gay relationships, well, that’s the definition of different sexual orientations not being treated equally.

my several thousand word rant on jack and touch, feat. art by ngozi and a lot of rambling

ok so I have a lot of capital-F Feelings about jack zimmermann + physicality

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cleansed

What started as some shower smut spiralled a bit out of control. After Killian returns from the Underworld Emma takes ten minutes to welcome her pirate back to the land of the living before heading out to face the latest threat to Storybrooke. 

Rated: M

“I need a shower.”

Killian closed the door behind them and nodded, moving a bit slower than normal with his boots shuffling against the floor and a slight stoop to his shoulders, “Aye, I’ll just-”

“Are you coming?”

Whatever else he had been about to say died on his lips as he gaped at her in the darkened foyer. She would have been amused by it before - rendering the King of Innuendo speechless was no easy task - but right now she just needed to get out of her funeral clothes and not think for ten minutes, and she didn’t want to do it alone.

Her fingers curled around the hook and she gave a gentle tug, pulling him towards the stairs. He followed in silence, reaching up to scratch behind his ear with a slight flush rising on the apples of his cheeks.

Captain Hook was blushing. Score one for Emma Swan.

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Choose Your Position

A/N: This could very well be one of my favorite on-shots I’ve ever done. Again, thank you to the gals at the OUACS podcast for making me “do the thing,” as usual. This one is definitely dedicated to @jenzica. This has humor, fluff, smut, feels, Captain Book feels…you’re welcome. As always, thank you to my AMAZING beta Bianca, aka @shipsxahoy


Killian wasn’t used to celebrating his birthday. When you get past a certain age (especially when it was over 300), the years just seem to blend together. But after the constant pleading from both Emma and her family, he finally relented on being thrown his first birthday party in centuries. On this late February evening, Killian sat in a crowded booth at Granny’s with Emma, Dave, Snow, Henry, Belle and her infant son. While the whole of Storybrooke had gathered to celebrate, the people at this table were truly his family.

Over the past few months since being awakened from the sleeping curse, Belle and Killian’s friendship has only grown stronger. He even allowed her to stay on the Jolly for quite a bit of time, while she tried to figure out what she wanted to do and how to live her life without Rumpelstiltskin.  Killian was even there to assist Belle with the birth of her son, Anthony; and named Killian the godfather, which he could honestly say was one of the best moments of his life.

Everyone who Killian cared for was present to celebrate his birthday.

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I have a rather crazy theory on why I believe Swan Queen will eventually become canon. It’s one of these situations where my brain keeps telling me they are never going to do it but my heart keeps seeing all these little signs which make me think they are.

Imagine  Regina represents the Swan Queen fandom.

Imagine “the Author” represents the OUAT writers.

Regina has been badly treated by the Author & has been told she cannot have a happy ending. Much like SWEN has been told SQ will never realistically happen but we should all still have hope. The same “crappy, never pays off” kind of hope they keep stringing Regina along with.

For a show that bases its entire premise on hope & true love, it looks really bad that OUAT gives false hope to the Swan Queen fandom whilst making other popular ships canon.

Again, imagine Outlaw Queen & Captain Swan as the heroes. Those ships get their happy moments & canon romance. Meanwhile, Swan Queen is a villain ship. No canon or happy endings for it.

But what if the writers have actually been affected by the SQ fandom. Yes, I’m sure they hate us but what if all the legitimate complaining we do about the crap way they treat us, actually sinks in? What if, on some level, they do actually have a social conscience?

They wrote Regina as doing “the right thing” by telling Robin to leave with Marion. But what if the writers have finally decided to do the right thing & let SQ happen? What if us pleading them to make SQ canon has mirrored itself on the show, with Regina asking for a happy ending?

They have more or less exhausted true loves for Regina. Daniel was killed off & Robin has left Storybrooke. I can’t see them introducing yet another new true love for Regina. Yes, they could have Robin return since obviously Gold will be able to return, so there will be a way. I just can’t imagine they will bring Robin back for long enough for it to seem like a satisfying happy ending. Although given the writers’ track record, I would not be surprised if Robin turns up in the series finale for one last episode & that’s Regina’s happy ending.

It just makes more sense for Regina to fall for Emma (& vice versa) whilst they bond on their quest to find Regina happiness. Then the writers get to gloat over how SQ was planned from day one & how they believe everyone deserves a happy ending regardless of their sexuality. They can act all hip & cool & capitalize on the success of movies like Frozen & Maleficent which dare to depict true love as something other than love between a man & a woman.

Oh shit. Stop me now. I’m getting a bit carried away…

Gif not mine. Credit to raudenfields.