i didn't expect to like this movie but it is very good

anonymous asked:

What happened between you and Jason Manns?

I REALIZED THIS IS A PRETTY CONTAINED INCIDENT ON TWITTER SO I’LL EXPLAIN THE WHOLE THING HERE

this is jason manns, for those of you a little behind:

dude is like 20 feet tall, built like a linebacker, and a professional musician

for a few weeks last year, he was my boss, as i worked on all art for the Covers With Friends album, on which he gave all art credit to my mother’s name–he was under the impression “Scout Villegas” was a stage name and failed to consult me on the matter

i’ve been paying for that since it happened, but i’ve since let it go. HOWEVER, during a stageit of his i attended a few months ago, i noticed someone say “he can make any cover sound good”

so i had………….an idea

i was going to relentlessly request the Space Jam Theme

space jam was my FAVORITE MOVIE growing up. i could argue it still is. so when i requested it for essentially no reason, others followed suit. he laughed and said “he was unfamiliar” with the song and couldn’t perform it. it was overlooked. BUT THAT WAS NOT THE END

i decided it would be the only song i ever requested. be it stageits, live shows, you name it. it was an innocent and strange enough request that others agreed yes, he should play it, reason or not. until he decided to declare war.

at his most recent stageit, so many people were requesting it in the chat, it was literally impossible not to notice it during an hour-long show. he literally had to work to find song in between all of the requests, but never acknowledged it. UNTIL

the very end. wherein, not only did he acknowledge it, he said he was gonna play it. PLAY IT!! AND ONLY HE COULD SEE THE TIMER COUNTING DOWN, SO IT WAS A PREMEDITATED ATTACK! THE STREAM CUT OFF AS HE STRUMMED DOWN, AND THAT WAS IT. I BEGAN ASSEMBLING THE TROOPS

in seattle, he was flanked from all sides by a stream of foot soldiers. his meet and greet, at his table:

and, my personal favorite, at his panel. there was an organized line. i was so happy, and incredibly impressed with the efforts.

he walked right by the table on…either saturday, or sunday, and as we made eye contact, i saw a haunted man. you’d all done so well. we spoke for a minute, and as he left i called out, “i’ll break you, manns.”

and he stopped and said,

you already have.

so by the end of this year, i think it’s safe to say we can all expect a Space Jam cover c: ♥

Introductions

Summary: Punk!Phil introduces pastel!Dan to his friends, and he has a great reception. (thanks for the internet dating/meeting of friends prompt from an anon!)

Genre: sin

Word Count: 4.1k

Includes: voyeurism (truth or dare style!), praisekink!dan, short!dan, online relationship/meeting for the first time, and a bit of spooning at the end for an anon who wanted it

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anonymous asked:

you seem to love minghao al o t pls give hc on cumslt minghao and how he got to that stage PLS

Listen up everyone I will show you the light

  • It’s all thanks to that piece of kinky shit,,, wen junhui
  • Highkey he wanted to just simply praise hao on doing a good job of swallowing, taking him deep and doing what he’s told
  • Lowkey wanted a broken slut for his use
  • Hao only used to do very very very light bdsm because he was unsure about it 
  • But when Jun started praising him with added pet names something… snapped
  • ((This was Juns way of getting Hao into it))
  • He loved the praise, and with that he became cocky and egotistical and just wanted more and more he had everyone fuck him to get it
  • Honestly Hao started off really timid and blushy even with Jun
  • Minghao found that slowly, the only praise significant to him was the cum at the end of it all
  • Let’s be real, like Minghao wanted dick all the time by this stage so would send filthy pictures, wear nothing but pretty lingerie around the dorm, be ready and waiting on the bed when the members got in…And no-one could take it 
  • This is where Hao being a total kinky bottom comes in :^)
  • Hao first played this little ‘game’ with Jun and boy did he feel the consequence
  • (((Queue that look Junhui gives as a way of asking consent to destroy ass)))
  • All Hao was doing was just minding his own business… in red panties… with a leaking dick… on Junhuis bed
  • All whilst the other members were watching a movie in the lounge :)
  • You could basically HEAR Junnie’s eye fucking twitch at the sight, and Junhui fucking KNEW WHAT WAS HAPPENING AND HE DIED A BIT INSIDE
  • 'Do you really think it’s a good idea to tease Daddy like this, huh? Are you really that much of a slut?’
  • Hao almost cummed tbh 
  • Ho ho ho did Junhui not let him get away with that
  • Before he knew it, Hao was handcuffed and choking on Daddy’s cock
  • BUT
  • Junhui didn’t cum :)
  • BUT
  • Hao did :)
  • AND
  • He came again when Junhui was spanking his ass and biting him until he was black and blue
  • AND THE BEST BIT? 
  • Hao got thrown on the bed after challenging Junhui: ‘Is that all you’ve got? I expected more from you, daddy’ 
  • You bet Junhui rubbed his leaking sensitive dick ALL over Minghao whilst choking him
  • ‘Do you really want to know what I’ve got?’
  • Wait for it
  • Junhui dragged Hao into the lounge, dead center for everyone to see
  • ‘Look, we have our own personal slut, he’s been such a whore for me’
  • With only a few scissoring motions and the lube of a condom, Hao was being fucked doggy style, head pulled back due to Junhui tugging on his blonde locks, by his true Daddy™ 
  • Everyone was gobsmacked to know this information and couldn’t react 
  • (((Although Cheol and Wonwoo went and jerked themselves off over him)))
  • And seriously everyone gasped when they saw the sight of Hao SCREAMING pleads and moaning until his voice went hoarse and when handprints were being imprinted on his round little ass
  • Of course, Junhui made it clear to everyone that Hao can fuck who he likes, but he belonged to Jun
  • ‘Who makes you feel this good? Hmmm? Who do you belong to?’ ‘YOU, DADDY!’
  • Honestly, it all ends with Junhui cumming in Haos mouth 
  • (((with Cheol and Wonwoo cumming vaguely in Hao’s direction, too scared of Jun lmao)))
  • Minghao was breathless, but with a content grin on his face
  • That’s it.
  • Hao is broken
  • He loves cum and sex and it consumes him so much and he can’t go back to vanilla sex anymore even when he’s feeling soft, the cumslut mindset embodies him 24/7
  • (Junhui is also broken, he loves having a cumslut like Minghao)

Beauty and the Beast has always been my favourite disney and favourite animated movie. I find it just perfect, the story, the characters, the emotions, the magic… when Belle fell in love with the Beast, I fell in love with the movie.
So when I heard about a live adaptation, I couldn’t hide my excitement, but at the same time, I knew I would be even more severe with it.
I watched it this morning and let’s say it right away, it’s far from the level of its predecessor, but it’s not a bad movie either. I would even say, it’s ok.

Let’s talk about the story and direction first. No surprise, as an adaptation, it follows the same path, keeping the dialogs and iconic moments, and for those parts I can say it was pretty good. Then come the adding scenes and here, I am shared. Some are very welcome like those focusing on the father and his past (having more details about Belle’s mom permits a further connection with the Beast who lost his mother too, so it serves to the story). But other scenes are just pointless, and mostly focused on secondary characters. For example, they decided to include the enchantress in the movie but…..she is totally useless…. I felt it like it was to throw a celebrity’s face at us, I didn’t understand the point of this character :/
Also, what a mistake to show the prince as human in the beginning!!!!!! I admit, this is the thing that made me cringe hard. Let me explain. The 1st Disney presented us the man as a Beast, because that was characterized him at this moment, even as human he was just a Beast. But we learn to discover the human in him, until finally meet him under his true appearance. SHOWING THE PRINCE IN THE FIRST SCENE RUINED THIS >< !!!!! **angry**
I didn’t like how they handle the very end either, it should have been Belle & Prince moments, when the world is singing their tale. But the many second character got a moment too and it even stopped on the singer’s face, like why?? There’re some choices of direction I clearly didn’t understand.
Anyway, it works for the most part but like I said, some things were pointless.

What about the characters now? Well, I have to say it, the Beast was GREAT.
And really, that was the thing I was going to be so much critical, since, I think it’s the same for everyone who loved the animated version, we have all melted for him and learnt to love him like Belle did. And this is exactly the case here, at least for me. I even think they handled it a bit better tbh. In the first movie, The Beast went from a grumpy attitude to a pretty sweet guy quite suddenly. Here, after being saved by Belle, he is softer for sure but he still has a grumpy character because he still doesn’t know how to act near Belle. But his gaze changed for sure, you can see the emotions through his eyes, like in the animated version. And once again, I melted for him, I could see the human there. And it’s a shame Belle wasn’t as good sadly. Don’t get me wrong, Emma Watson is a good Belle really, she plays it well and her performance is fine. It’s just she was lacking of something I’d say….I needed more delight? she kept a lot the “tender smiling face” but I expected her to be more expressive seeing all the magical things happening around her. Even during the danger with the wolves, she doesn’t look afraid really. She was maybe a bit too reserved. But at least, when he was with the Beast, her expressions were more “alive”, so it’s not that bad either. But she has also some positive side like the way she is actually asking why everyone has this appearance. Belle is curious and willing to help, so it seems normal she would wonder about this, in the animated it always seems a bit odd to me she never asked anything about the origin of the magical things around her.
Concerning the secondary characters now, there are actually pretty good. Gaston was the best character for me like omg he was perfect. I couldn’t see a better Gaston x) Lefou was fine too, pretty funny and very lovable imo. The father, having more development than in the original, was more interesting personally. Then for the castle servants, I have nothing to say either, they’re funny, dynamic, enjoyable, and well interpreted (emma thompson especially).
But like I said before, the enchantress role was useless and some other characters didn’t really need more expositions.

Now, the music. I am gonna say this but the best parts of the movie are for sure the musical scenes. It’s exactly how I pictured the live version of them, big, very well choreographed, colorful and memorable. I’m crazy of Alan Menken’s themes in this film, and hearing them in cinema, I swear it gave me the chills so much (and I almost teared up during the main song/////). There are also new songs, and they haven’t all caught me the same, some are even not really necessary in my opinion, being very short and adding anything in particular. But How Does A Moment Last Forever and Evermore will definitely stay in your mind (Evermore is my new disney crush song >v<).
Ok ok, I’m gonna say it though, I heard a lot about it before the movie but, yeah yeah, Emma Watson’s auto tune is too obvious and even a bit distracting ^^’’
I watched it in english so tbh I wonder how it would be in french now (I don’t even know if the songs are dubbed).

I will end with the decorations and costumes. It was really massive and I can see all the works behind it, and really I can say I’ve been very pleased most of the time. I still can’t love Belle’s dress though xDD just, no…

So, if you have read all of this, I’m sorry ahaha I love so much talking cinema and I knew I would have a lot to say for this one. So my finale opinion? The best live version of all certainly but it has its disappointing details. It’s still a fine adaptation imo, I’m satisfied with it even if it won’t ever replace my first love, the first movie.

anonymous asked:

Hello, I'm sorry for this question, but it is torturing me. Cas's confession. He was in the end (and still made the hardest part), and neither Sam nor Dean didn't vocalize a reciprocate. I know they are stayed and fought, but Cas do the same for every soul. For me now no matter who will tell Cas that he's loved. He deserves to hear an answer to his words. I'm sorry, feelings .

Hey, 

So yeah I suppose it is a good point here that whilst Cas was all “I love you” to the boys, and in 12x09 as well he confessed using HIS WORDS how he felt for them, the Winchesters have never really CLEARLY stated “Yes, We love you too.”

The thing is, there are two really good reasons why this hasn’t happened yet.

1. The boys tend to find it very difficult to vocalise their feelings outside of situations where THEY THEMSELVES are dying. (See Sam in 8x23, Dean in 9x23 etc) even then it isn’t so much a “I love you” as an “I’m proud of us” 

They both instead show their feelings with actions. The fact that they refused to leave Cas to his death in 12x12 proved their love for him. This was further made obvious by Cas’s reaction to Dean’s refusal to leave…

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LOOK AT THIS! God bless Misha’s superb acting here because the EMOTION in his face says it all.

So I think Cas got the general idea of what the boys were saying with their actions at that moment. This is always the way with them. Dean especially shows love through his constant worry, mother-henning, choosing others over his own life (that’s a big one), that’s just how Dean is. He’s not one to sit down and talk about his feelings voluntarily. He’s not going to pat on a chair beckoning Cas to sit down so he can take his hands and give him a speech worthy of Hugh Grant in a Richard Curtis movie.

2. Cas is a master of self destruction, and whilst Dean and Sam have shown their love for him with their actions, and he has seen that as shown above, the chances are he can still talk himself out of believing it. We have an episode coming up which will once again focus on Cas, this time on his future in a way (if the pattern of the Cas episodes adds up), therefore, the fact that we now have had TWO episodes where Cas has confessed his love for the Winchesters without a verbal response? well, three times is a charm and I am expecting (and desperately hoping as well) that we will get a THIRD verbal confession of love from Cas to justify his actions/express himself due to some horrid situation or another, and that this time, he will get a verbal response from them (Dean more than likely) confessing that his love is returned.

Okay, yeah so perhaps this is wishful thinking. Dean actually saying the words “I love you” is probably a long shot, but damn if I don’t think its about time that Cas got some verbal confirmation from Dean or at least a freaking DISCUSSION about what went down in 12x12. 

The pattern fits, the way this story is structured means it only makes sense that this confession is coming. I just hope its what we have been wishing for and not a poor platonic version that will leave us (and Cas) still feeling slightly hollow. 

We can only wait and see.

anonymous asked:

Hi! Saw a fanart about this before sooo.. would like to request an HC where MC is also a hacker (maybe as good as God Seven), but she's not affiliated in any organization (freelance?) so didn't come up on the background check and she tells em after they started dating?? Particularly interested in Vanderwood's reaction. Lololol.

✿  ok so I admittedly got a little crazy with this request. Whoops!! we’ve been talking about the Snowden movie in class, so I’ve had vigilante hackers on the brain… 

✿  As usual, I hope you enjoy!


Yoosung

  • Of course he knows about  (♕ ALICE ♕)  - how could he not? Last month the image-boards blew up talking about her after she released a whole host of incriminating government documents to the public! She’s super famous!
  • How does he feel about it? Uh.. well… if…… the government is doing bad stuff…… shouldn’t people know about it? She’s like - a hacker for justice! That’s good, right?
  • Wait, why do you look so relieved?
  • wait what are you
  • what do you mean that
  • i
  • oh my GOD is THAT why you have ALL THOSE ALICE IN WONDERLAND PINS ON UR BAG HE JUST THOUGHT
  • HE JUST THOUGHT
  • OH M Y GOD WHAT THE FUCK WHY IS SOMEONE AS FAMOUS AS YOU DATING SOMEONE LIKE HIM
  • you, of course, are somewhat taken aback. the media is calling you a terrorist and yoosung thinks u are too good for him. 
  • clearly it is the other way around
  • how is this precious angel child still interested in a hacker like you? wtf? 
  • he is hyper proud and clearly does not understand the danger of being with you.
  • you are a vigilante and could get your ass black bagged
  • YOOSUNG PLEASE 
  • the Orwellian big-brother police could fuck your shit up at literally any moment
  • He doesn’t care about any of that. He’s going to protect you! This is a cause you think is important, right? 
  • You’ve always supported him in what he thinks is important. He is gonna do the same!!
  • what are you going to do when the MIB show up yoosung, throw honey buddha chips at them and run while they’re distracted??????
  • he wins u over with his sincerity tho and starts helping you out a bit.
  • He’s actually very very good at doing tedious, methodical tasks like looking through e-mails, so he basically becomes your partner in crime. You do the fun hacking and flamboyant trickery, he does the boring sorting.
  • look at you, corrupting the innocent. good job. 

Zen

  • He notices that you spend a lot of time on the computer, and at first you just coyly say, well - you’re a programmer.
  • It’s sort of true…?
  • Most of the time, your work isn’t… that bad! You’re just a - a freelancer, like… like a graphic designer or a ghostwriter! 
  • It’s - it’s nothing sketchy! It’s just sometimes on the side you…
  • …y;know, hack into government databases and dump all the dirt you find for the public to see.
  • (ok u gotta tell him)
  • He seriously thinks you’re joking at first when you finally drop that your secret identity is  (♕ ALICE ♕), the flamboyant hacker who’s stolen the public eye lately with a promise to ‘Take the world down the rabbit hole of governmental corruption’. 
  • you’re expecting that to be it. You are dangerous, your job is dangerous, and holy fuck if word got out, Zen’s career would be destroyed. 
  • honestly? you consider being the one to do it, to break up with him for his own safety. Jaehee is right. his career is more important than a relationship.
  • Zen, when he finally accepts that you are serious, is like… fuck that lmao
  • Right now??? He only has a career because of your encouragement, so there is NO WAY he is letting you deal with this on your own.
  • For awhile, you consider… dropping your job and finding something more… palatable. Something in security maybe. You know how to break into networks - you can turn that around to protecting them.
  • Zen takes you off guard by saying, in no uncertain terms, no. 
  • This is important to you. He can see how important to you it is by the long hours you work. He knows what it’s like to have people poop all over your dreams, and he is not going to do that to you.
  • ZEN, YOUR DREAMS ARE I L L E G A L THERE SHOULD BE LIMITS TO UR SUPPORT
  • You do, at the very least, use your skills to make Zen absurdly popular. He thought Seven was bad about his dubious promoting? OH LORDIE
  • YOU ARE AN ACTUAL NIGHTMARE

Jaehee

  • jaehee breaks into nigh-hysterical laughter when you tell her
  • oh god
  • how long have you been doing this
  • how did you learn how to do this
  • how did you even get into doing this
  • she’s going to be sick
  • NOT THAT SHE’S DISGUSTED BY IT, she immediately clarifies as you start to wilt. GOD, NEVER. NEVER, NO.
  • she’s just terrified
  • She never really… possibly considered that this world could ever intersect her own, and she’s so scared for your safety.
  • You quickly clarify that you’re just a freelancer, though, uh, the fame you have under your pseudonym is,
  • um
  • well
  • you’ve
  • done some pretty big shit. h-hacking government documents, leaking e-mails… uhhhhhh….
  • the news might… call you a terrorist…? ehe.
  • After she’s calmed down, Jaehee adjusts her glasses and gets to work. looking over her shoulder, you see… travel plans…?? flight agencies..??? what???
  • Jaehee has, true to form, taken it upon herself to manage all of the logistics of your inevitable escape from South Korea. seriously this woman is p r e p a r e d.
  • you’re kind of shocked that she’s totally??? and completely willing to aid and abet a criminal and she just looks u dead in the eyes and says
  • You have no idea what I did underneath Mr. Han.
  • (tbh i’m pretty sure Jumin’s 5th anniversary present to u two is smuggling you both to Jamaica, where you can sip daiquiris on a beach and watch the fallout of your reign of terror from afar.)

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anonymous asked:

So today in class we were talking about abusive relationships shown in modern entertainment like movies and in cartoons, one of the examples my professor showed was of Maiko and I was surprised by this but Kataang also, Maiko is understandable but not many people see Kataang as abusive my professor did, I think he's read the comics as well and everything, he didn't elaborate on why he thought they were abusive though but I so agree both Maiko and Kataang are abusive (part 1)

(Part2) So I went up to him after class & told him that I loved the examples he showed from ATLA & he’s like yeah both of them were abusive, he said he didn’t like the message Kataang portrayed of how it shows a young boy constantly invading a girls boundary & kissing her without permission & how the show makes it seem like it’s okay, and he also Didn’t like how Aang was shown as being obsessive over Katara & just automatically expecting her to return same feelings, I think he ships Zutara!

Wow, you’re the second person who has told me that their professor has used ALTA as an example of abusive relationships. It’s sad, too because before Book 3 aired, if you told me that ATLA would be used as an example of abusive relationships, I would have thought you were crazy. ATLA was so healthy and positive! Another anon I got a while ago told me about their professor and how she used Maiko as an example of an abusive relationship in programs targeted at young people. But this time, your professor also included Kataang! I do agree with him. Both relationships conveyed very negative messages and were abusive.

Katara: Aang, staying up can’t be good for you.
Aang: Actually staying up all night has given me some time to think. And I’ve realized some big things Katara.
Katara: What big things?
Aang: I see everything so clearly now… what really matters. Why I’m really doing this. I’m doing it to save the world, but more than that. I’m doing it for the people I love. I’m doing it for you Katara.
Katara: Aang, what are you saying?
Aang: I’m saying…I love you.

Aang is absolutely obsessive. In his mind, he admits that he’s saving the world “for Katara”. He expects her as his prize at the end and he kisses her without permission. He does this in real life later, so we can assume that this is really how he feels about his Avatar duty. It’s a very selfish thing to say to a person. He has an expectation that she will be with him without ever asking her about her feelings. But the story never portrays Aang as wrong or challenges him on this perspective. His obsession is just presented as romantic.

Wake Up Love

Hello, love bugs! 

 Phil x Reader 

Warnings-smut, fluff, praise kink.

Hello! I saw that you were taking requests. I was wondering if you could do one wPhilwhere he comforts the reader after she’s had a bad nightmare? Like maybe she’s screaming in her sleep and Phils trying to wake her up and it’s a bit emotional but ends in lots of fluff?? Sorry that’s oddly specific! <3 xx

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You were doing that thing again. You actually didn’t know you did it until you started staying overnight with Phil. You always knew you had some crazy dreams but when you had nightmares you apparently talk in your sleep. Most of the time Phil said that it was mostly mumbles but when they were really bad he would have to talk to you to try and wake you up.

“Wake up my love. You’re dreaming again.” The two of you together in bed were a tangle of body parts wrapped around each other in an attempt to steal each other’s body heat. Your reply was a simple tiny squeak. That didn't’ satisfy Phil’s need of a reply. He decided to try again by brushing your tangled hair away from your slightly sweaty face. “You’re dreaming again y/n. Wake up. It’s only a dream, come back to me.This time you were starting to come out of your dream state. You didn’t really remember what the dreams were but you knew it wasn’t good. You somehow snuggled your face even further into Phil’s chest.

“Was I being annoying again?” You yawned as your brain started to come back from the sleepy fog in your mind.

“You are never annoying to me pet. I wasn’t really sleeping that well and I heard you start to talk in your sleep while moving a bit. I hate to see you have nightmares.”

“You’re too sweet.” You placed a soft long kiss to Phil’s lips. “Why do you think that I have nightmares when I’m a grown ass woman?”

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anonymous asked:

hey hi hello love your work!! could I request a Cisco fic where the reader is like, super duper down and he comes to comfort her and cheer her up cause she didn't show up for work? like super fluff and cute and etc. thank you in advance!

bless you anon this was such a fun request to write! also?? thank you?? so much !! omg the fact that people love my work always baffles me y’all are amazing

Title: The Sunshine On A Rainy Day

Tags: mention of animal death (cat) (of old age), reader is so sad, but its okay cisco bares gifts

Word Count: 1620 (i really liked this prompt!!)


When you opened your door you expected to see your cranky neighbor, ready to take her complaining about your loud music. However, it was quite the opposite. With an adorable grin, Cisco held up a bouquet of chocolate covered fruits, one of those edible arrangements. Rubbing your puffy eyes, you took the bouquet into your hands, opening the door wide enough for him to come in.”Cisco, what’s all this for?” You asked, noticing the arranged set of movies he had in his hands, as well as the board game. Cisco shrugged his shoulders.”Well, you weren’t at the lab today and Caitlin told me that you called in, saying that you weren’t feeling well and she also said that you sounded a sad soooo…” He dragged out, a lopsided smile coming to his lips.”Plus, I’ve always wanted to get someone one of these things.” Cisco pointed at the fruits, a small smile coming to your lips as you walked into your home and set them down on your table, Cisco following shortly behind.

“Cisco, thank you so much. I really appreciate you coming and checking up on me, you really didn’t have to.” However, Cisco only shook his head at that.”Of course I did Y/N! I really care about you, y’know?” Your cheeks flushed at the sudden confession and you let a small sigh escape you. Holding up one of the set of movies he had, Cisco let a hopeful smile come to his lips.”Blankets, snacks, and movies?” He asked, and you couldn’t help but feel delighted at the thought of being cuddled up on the couch with Cisco watching movies.”Sure, I’ll get the blankets and snacks. You wanna set up the movies?” You asked and he nodded in agreement rather quickly, making his way to set the board game down and to your DVD player. You walked away and pulled out a large blanket from your hallway closet, knowing it would be big enough for the both of you to share. Quickly throwing it onto the couch, you made your way into the kitchen.

When you returned with snacks, you noticed Cisco was already nestled on the couch with blankets wrapped around him. Placing the food on your coffee table, you made your way to sit down on the couch. However, before you could genuinely sit down Cisco opened the blanket and invited you to cuddle under his arm. Chuckling softly, you sat down on the couch next to him and rested your head on his shoulder as he wrapped the blanket around the two of you.”What movie did you put in?” you asked, looking up at him.”Independence Day, the newer one.” Nodding, you laid your head back onto his shoulder and put your attention onto the movie as it played.

It hadn’t even been twenty minutes into the movie when a feeling of dread and agony washed over you like a crashing wave on the beach. Your eyes welled up with tears, however you refused to let them drop. Cisco had came all this way to make sure you were alright and even brought you chocolate covered fruits, you weren’t going to let yourself ruin it by crying. However, the more you thought about it the more you couldn’t stop the tears from rolling down your cheeks. It didn’t take long for Cisco to notice, his now damp shirt alerting him of your obvious sadness. Cisco was quick to stop the movie and pull away from you, making your heart sink.”Oh my god, Y/N, are you alright? What happened?” He asked, worry clear as a bell in his voice. His concern only made your chest clench and you couldn’t help the dam from breaking, your tears rolling down your cheeks more freely now.

Hiccuping, you let a soft sob escape you and Cisco pulled you into a hug, his eyebrows furrowing as he gently ran his hand through your hair to try and calm you. He let comforting words come from his lips and your heart clashed with the feelings of adoration and grief, making you let out choked sobs of agony. Your fit lasted a good thirty minutes, and during those thirty minutes Cisco didn’t go anywhere and allowed you to cling onto him like you were. However once you were done, you pulled away from him and rubbed your red and puffy eyes, sniffling softly. It was clear that Cisco was still worried, his eyebrows still furrowed and a sympathetic frown was place on his lips.”You wanna talk about it?” He asked, and you shrugged softly, a shuddered sigh escaping you.”My cat died last night.” Your voice cracked.

The realization of why you were so upset came crashing down on you. Cisco knew you adored your cat, hell he was sure everyone at the lab loved your cat. You brought him with you whenever you could to the lab and allowed him to mindlessly just sit in the Cortex. He was a chubby, orange tabby that was very affectionate and loved getting attention from you. And you loved giving him attention.”Oh Y/N..” Cisco murmured as he brought you into another hug, you immediately hugged him back. A sad laugh escaped you when you pulled away, wiping the tear that was threatening to fall from your eye away.”He was really old, I should have expected it but not so soon.” You could feel Cisco’s hand softly rubbing up and down your back, making you immediately begin to feel better.

Cisco brought his other hand up and wiped the tears that were forming in your eyes again, your cheeks flushing in embarrassment.”I know you’re sad Y/N, but it was time to let him go. I know you gave him all the love and affection any cat could ever want, I’m sure he passed being one of the happiest cats ever.” Sniffling, you nodded with a sad smile, wrapping your arms around him and hugging him once again. Cisco immediately hugged you back, and you enjoyed his comfort. His comforting words and touches made you feel better, but you knew it was going to take you a long time to get over it. Cisco ended up staying the night comforting you and trying his hardest to make you feel better, to make you laugh and smile.


The next morning, Cisco had already left your home leaving a note telling you to come to the lab. You were a bit iffy on going, seeing as you didn’t want anyone else seeing you like this, however he had been there for you the night before so you decided to go. Pulling on your shoes, you left your house and made your way to the lab. You were nervous, you had ignored everyone’s calls yesterday except for the time you called Caitlin yourself, you were a little afraid they were going to be upset with you. However, when you walked into the Cortex the first thing you felt was Caitlin giving you the tightest hug you’d ever felt.”Wha…Caitlin?” You wrapped your arms around her, accepting the hug.”Y/N, I’m so so sorry for your loss.” She said and you let out a soft sigh, a small smile coming to your lips. You pulled back from her hug and gave her a gentle smile.”Thank you Cait, I appreciate it.” Caitlin gave you a sad smile and began to chat you up. Thoroughly distracting you from both Cisco and Barry, whom were approaching the two of you.

“Y/N!” You turned at the sound of your name and you took in a quick, audible intake of air. You brought your hand up to your mouth in shock as you walked over to the two of them, tears welling in your eyes. Cisco and Barry stood in front of you with two kittens, one orange and the other orange with white stripes.”A-Are they for me?” You asked, your voice cracking as the two of them nodded and handed you the kittens.”Oh my gosh….” You took the two mewling kittens into your hands and you couldn’t stop the tears from rolling down your cheeks.”Y-You guys!” You gasped as you held the kittens close to you, sniffling softly as you cooed softly at the kittens. The three of them watched you interact with your new kittens with smiles on their faces.”After Cisco told us what happened, we all decided to pitch in and get you them, since you deserve the best. You’re cat care-taker I know.” Barry said, a smile coming to his lips.”Oh but don’t give us the credit, it was all Cisco’s idea.” Caitlin budd in, pointing to the now flustered Cisco.

Cisco shrugged a bit, shoving his hands into his pockets.”Well, you grieving so much and I didn’t like seeing you so hurt so I just thought this would be nice.” You pet the two kittens in your hands and nodded, a grin coming to your lips.”Thank you so much Cisco, this is more than I could have ever asked.” You leaned up and pressed a short and chaste kiss on his cheek, causing Caitlin and Barry to erupt in chuckles at how fidgety Cisco immediately got, his cheeks flushing a bright red in embarrassment.”So! What are you gonna name them, Y/N?” Cisco quickly altered the conversation, crossing. You thought for a moment, a cheeky grin coming to your lips.”How about Vibe,” You held up the orange kitten with white stripes, allowing it to mew at Cisco.”And Cisco?” Holding up the all orange one, your grin widening at Cisco’s obvious flustered attitude.

100daysinpain  asked:

I didn't know Colin had a newborn, that's so exciting! Do you know if it was a boy or girl? (obv I know he's entitled to his privacy but I'm just harmlessly curious.)

Hello!

I don’t know if the baby has actually been born yet or not, but Colin did confirm that he and his wife were expecting their second child in his NKD magazine interview that he did at the end of March (when he was in NYC for the Carrie Pilby premiere)

 “Instead of filming a movie this summer on his hiatus, Colin will be staying in Vancouver with his family as his wife is pregnant with their second child and due any day now.” (x)

It’s pretty clear that he cancelled his convention appearances in Barcelona (April 21-23) and Toronto (May 5-7) because they were too close to his wife’s due date - Raphael Sbarge said in his Toronto panel that they’d already had the baby but then he kind of immediately backtracked on that (honestly, I think he realized that he didn’t actually *know* for sure, since he probably hasn’t seen/spoken to Colin since filming ended) and in Lana’s panel someone bitched about Colin cancelling, and Lana’s response was that there was a very good reason why he couldn’t be there.

At last year’s Vancouver convention Colin mentioned in his meet and greet that he doesn’t want pictures of his son online, so I’m not surprised that he hasn’t said anything on social media about the birth of Baby 2 and he’s probably not going to make a public annoucement about it. The news probably will slip at some point just cause it’s hard to keep stuff like that entirely under wraps, but that’s the information currently out there, as far as I know.

anonymous asked:

Why don't you think civil war is a cap 3 movie? I thought it had lots of good cap stuff in it? I guess I'd just like to see your opinion on it

Okay, so within the MCU, there are like 4 main franchises right, we’ve got The Avengers, we’ve got Iron Man, we’ve got Thor and we’ve got Captain America. Each of these franchises are very different tonally. 

So, Iron Man and The Avengers are probably the closest in tone. Iron Man is big, it’s bold and it’s grandiose, because Tony is big and bold and grandiose. They use a lot of wide shots, they use brighter colours, they emphasise reds and golds, not just bc they are the colours of his suit but also because they are colours associated with wealth. The shots are incredibly crisp and clean and they scream “Hollywood Blockbuster”, and that’s intentional. That’s because everything about Tony, everything he knows, has been surrounded by wealth and putting on a show and the way the films are shot reflect that. 

The Avengers are shot in a similar way, wide shots, bright colours, everything is done on a larger scale because there are so many personalities to fit in. 

Thor uses a lot of sweeping shots, higher angle shots, there’s emphasis on blues and silvers when they’re in asgard, colours that are often associated with royalty as well as giving a feel of otherworldlyness. The colours and the shots become more grounded when he is literally grounded and sent to earth. It’s probably the most “sci-fi” of any of the franchises and you get that feel from the way it’s shot.

Captain America though, throughout both TFA and TWS, had always seemed like the most personal of the franchises. It’s the quietest of the franchises, the closest of the franchises. By this I mean, you get a lot more close up shots in the first two Cap movies, there’s a lot of focus on profile shots, bc they seemed to focus a lot more on the people in the Cap movies. The internal struggles of the people got a lot more attention. The colours, especially in the first movie, were a lot more muted than you would see in the other 3 franchises, but even in the second movie, the colours they emphasise were greens and whites and beiges and browns. These are earthly colours, they help to keep it grounded. Steve’s story is probably the most human of any of them, the easiest to relate to. He was the underdog, and he just wanted to do good, and he didn’t have much but he loved what he did have and he wanted to protect it. It’s the franchise that’s most grounded in reality I guess. Watching the Cap movies, you kinda feel more like you’re on the outside of a window looking in at something? They are big hollywood movies, but they don’t scream “Hollywood Blockbuster” in the way the Iron Man movies do, bc that’s not who Steve is or ever has been. And that really close, personal feeling and tone, is what, from what I see, so many people really love about Captain America. 

Civil War didn’t match that tone. Civil War was significantly closer to an Iron Man or an Avengers film in tone. It didn’t have that close, personal feeling. It felt a lot more like “Hollywood Blockbuster”, it felt too big, too large, too bold, to be a Cap movie. There was too much going on to focus on really developing the main 3-4 characters that you go to a Cap movie expecting to be developed (Steve, Bucky, Sam, Natasha). There were so many personalities, so many stories trying to be told, that it kinda lost that Cap feel. Yes, there were Cap moments, but they felt more in keeping with Cap moments you’d see in an Avengers film. But more than that, they were Cap moments. This was supposed to be a Captain America movie. He wasn’t supposed to have moments. The whole film should have been his, with supporting moments from other characters, but we didn’t really get that. 

It wasn’t a bad film, and if it had been marketed as Avengers: Civil War, it would easily have been the best of the Avengers movies, because as an Avengers movie it was excellent. But as a Cap movie, with the exception of the scene in the apartment in Bucharest, the scene with Sam and Bucky in the car, and the scene with Bucky and Steve on the helicarrier, it didn’t really retain anything that made Captain America what it was. It literally just didn’t feel like a Captain America film. But idk, that’s just my onion on it I guess. 

mr-fujita  asked:

Hello! How are you? First thanks for following me. Well as you know, I'm a big fan of Mr. Hajime from Rurouni Kenshin. but I didn't forget the fact that there's other Saitou Hajime. Some people said to me that It would be nice to watch Hakuouki. And as you are a big fan of it I would like to ask you the major differences of both Saitou Hajimes ^^ Anyway I don't know if you watched RK. Even if you don't what kind of personality Saitou from Hakuouki has? Btw you have a nice tumblr! Love the Chibis

Thanks for such a great question!  (And for your welcome and for checking out my blog!)   😊  (I’m glad you like the chibis.)

I have watched several episodes of RK and enjoyed them.  I had planned to finish watching the whole series, but got busy with writing and life.  Periodically I sneak in another episode.  At least one friend on tumblr [that’s you @shell-senji ] was a RK fan, before getting into Hakuouki.  I know that she enjoyed (and still enjoys) both series a great deal.   🌸

Hakuouki (both the game and the anime) is quite faithful to the events of the fall of the shogunate.  This means that a lot of the Shinsengumi die.  However, Hakuouki has a supernatural element; surprisingly, this doesn’t upset the historical feel of the story as much as you would expect.  🌸

Saitou in Hakuouki is younger and possibly a little less hard/cold than Saitou in RK (he is known for being cold/expressionless, however).  He is a self-declared killer: that’s his job and he does his job with immense skill and near absolute loyalty to his commanding officers and the ideals of the Shinsengumi and the way of the bushi.  Despite what I first thought when I watched RK, there are notable similarities between the characters.  🌸

I’ve put the rest below the read line since it’s a bit long.

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anonymous asked:

"ladybug i can believe you love adrien" "yeah i mean were married" "I'm in SHOCK MARINETTE" "I'm also married to you"

so i uh… was not going to write this but it sort of happened

i am so tired.

A Moment In The Cold - on ao3

“Ladybug,” Chat Noir said as he let out a sigh and leaned back against the cracking brick of an aged building. They were up above the streets, taking a moment’s rest from patrol to warm up after a run through the cold. The air outside was brisk, and with each breath that blew past their lips came a cloud of frost which reminded them that soon they would need to head home. “I can’t believe you’re in love with Adrien Agreste.”

A snort rose from beside him. Green eyes met blue, and Ladybug’s pink lips twitched upwards into a small, curious grin. “Of course I am,” She laughed, “that’s why I married him.”

Chat found it hard to repress his giggles, deciding to discretely cover his mouth with his hand so that his partner wouldn’t catch sight of his dopey smile. “I’m in shock, my Lady. And here I was with the impression that you liked bad boys.”

Ladybug burst into laughter as he gestured to himself. “You, a bad boy? Oh, please.” Rolling her eyes, she shook her head and gave him a gentle shove on the shoulder, cheeks flushing from something other than the weather. “Just yesterday you cried when holding kittens at the shelter because we couldn’t take all twelve of them home.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Chat replied with a shrug. He crossed his arms, unable to hide the smirk that split his face. “That wasn’t me.”

“Oh, excuse me,” Ladybug snorted, “it seems I have you confused with my husband.”

Chuckling, Chat wrapped an arm around her shoulders, feeling a gentle warmth blossom within his chest as she pressed herself up against his side. She was toasty and soft; it took all of his self control not to wrap her up in a huge hug and cuddle her right there, just for the sake of her closeness (and body heat.) 

“He seems like a nice guy,” Chat said after a moment. He pressed a kiss to the top of his Lady’s head and nuzzled his face into her hair, taking note that she must have used some of his shampoo rather than her usual strawberry-scented kind. Had she run out? The store wasn’t far, he could pick her up a new bottle on the way home if needed.

Ladybug nodded. “Oh, he is. He’s kind, and selfless, and the sweetest person I’ve ever met.” She paused to rest her head atop his shoulder, fingers entwining with his own and giving his hand a squeeze. “He’s my best friend.”

Her words made Chat feel positively giddy. With a quiet laugh, he pulled his wife into his lap and wrapped his arms around her petite frame, burying his head within the crook of her neck and smiling at how warm her skin felt against his own. She responded by returning the hug, a small giggle rising up from her chest as she rubbed a hand up and down his back. 

Had Chat not been so cold, it might’ve made him purr.

“Well, I’m glad you married this guy,” He whispered, “you seem really happy with him.”

Ladybug hummed. “I am. Very happy. Except, there’s just one thing…”

Confused, Chat’s ears perked up at her statement. Had he been doing something wrong, and if he had, why hadn’t she mentioned it before? “What is it?”

With a muffled snort, Ladybug pulled back from their embrace to gaze at him, mirth sparkling in her eyes. “He has an awful sense of humor!”

Chat guffawed, trying his best to act at least a little offended. “Aww, Mari, come on! That’s so unfair! My jokes are purrfect!”

“Moment ruined,” Ladybug said, voice shaky with laughter. “That pun spoiled it. And to think that I was going to kiss you!”

Chat looked at his partner with a fond smile and, after a moment of deliberation, squeezed her in his hold and peppered her freckled face with plenty of little kisses. She squealed in response and kicked her back legs, body squirming to get free of his affections.

She was absolutely adorable.

“Adrien!” She groaned, although her smile told him she was anything but disgusted by his lips. “Oh my g- stop- that tickles!”

“As my Lady wishes.” Pulling away from her face, Chat let her free, grinning as she sat down next to him with her legs dangling over the edge of the roof.

Ladybug huffed and crossed her arms. “Why did I marry you, again?”

“Simple,” Chat said as he bumped her shoulder with his own. “We love each other. That’s why I married you, after all. That and many more reasons.”

“And some those reasons are?”

“Well, for one, you’re the only person who can tolerate my puns.”

Ladybug met his eyes with a smile. “Sometimes they’re funny.”

“Only sometimes, huh?”

A crisp breeze blew past them, chilling the pair straight to the bones and causing them to shiver, arms wrapping around themselves in an attempt of protection from the freezing wind. It was getting later, and they were quite high up; it was no wonder why it was so icy, especially in December.

“Time to go home,” Chat said, “it’s too cold.”

Ladybug nodded and grabbed his hand, pulling them up so they both stood. “We should make something warm for dinner tonight.”

Chat hummed in approval and pulled his baton from behind his back. He extended it, green eyes watching the city they protected with appreciation.

A warm dinner sounded nice. Maybe some soup, or pasta of sorts?

Whatever it may be, Chat didn’t care. It was far too chilly to stay outside, and he did look forward to cooking dinner with his wife—his Mari. “You know what else sounds good?”

“Hmm?”

“Hot cocoa and a movie, with that heated blanket your mom gave us.”

“Ooh.” Ladybug’s eyes lit up at the idea. “Yeah, I like the sound of that.”

Smiling, Chat leaned over to place his lips upon her cheek before whispering into her ear, “First one home gets extra marshmallows.”

Ladybug’s placed a hand onto her hip, clearly accepting the challenge. Smirking, she leaped across the alleyway with a whizz of her yo-yo, and Chat followed closely behind, tail whipping in the breeze and face alight with pure affection for his Lady.

From below, Parisians could only watch as the city’s beloved superheroes chased each other across the rooftops and filled the air with laughter, letting those who happened to see them know that they were undeniably happy, and undeniably in love.

anonymous asked:

You didn't prove anything, sarada herself literaturly says "What it means to be an uchiha anyway" in chapter 1 I doubt she even knows the truth about itachi, hell I doubt if sakura herself knows the truth, she couldn't even remember if the man she spent her life chasing after wore glasses or not. Sarada doesn't like sasuke, period she said so herself in chapter 7 that she wants nothing to do with "that person" she doesn't want to be like him at all. When sasuke came back he trained boruto con.

con. for the exams and neglected his own daughter and from the looks of it he still neglects her since boruto knows how to use a sword now and wears sasuke’s cape while sarada can ever be a tsunade carbon copy version 2

 con. the other fathers raised their children, they were there for them, you not saying them interact in the movie doesn’t mean that the bond of a father who is always there for child is weaker than sasuke and sarada’s non-existence bond. You just con’t form a bond with a father you didn’t see for 12 years that is equally as strong after having one dinner together. I doubt sasuke will ever train sarada or spend time with family since he left at the end of the novel because his forests need him.

Oh yeah and those similarities you listed don’t mean anything, sarada can’t control her genes and the colour of her hair, hell she hates his favourite food and doesn’t have any connection with him and when I say connection I don’t mean the you’re connected me because I'me connected to your mom bullshit, something that is for them alone, that’s what they don’t have,you would probably just tell me to get off anon and come clear trying to make yourself feel superior (I don’t have tumblr) con.

con. just because you can’t refute what I just said


Really? Lol. Okay, you obviously didn’t get the hint the first time, so I’ll go into more detail this time around.

“You didn’t prove anything.”

No Anon, I proved a lot.

  • You said that Sasuke and Sarada have a non-existent relationship, I proved that wrong.
  • You said that Sarada knows nothing about Sasuke, I proved that wrong.
  • You said that Sarada and Sasuke definitely share no similarities whatsoever, I proved that wrong as well.

“Oh yeah and those similarities you listed don’t mean anything, sarada can’t control her genes and the colour of her hair”

Well I’m afraid that was your own fault for making such utterly ridiculous statements just to satiate your own hatred for the pairing. If you don’t like them, then at least make points that are actually relevant. Because if you make a claim as stupid as “They definitely share no similarities whatsoever”, then I don’t see how you can expect to not be proven wrong, when yes, it can literally be disproven by simple facts including that they both have the Sharingan, they both have black hair etc.

But hey, to further refute your claims, just because I can, here are two other similarities that don’t depend on genetics at all. Firstly, they both share the same mannerisms:

And secondly, they are both very naturally gifted with Shurikenjutsu and wire based techniques.

Boruto tells Sasuke that Shurikenjutsu is Sarada’s speciality in the movie, and he thinks that’s because she’s his daughter:

And Sarada demonstrated her proficiency with the technique not only in Gaiden where she threw 3 shurikens simultaneously at Mini Shin with immaculate accuracy, but also during the Chuunin exams where she managed to save Boruto through the use of her wires:

And in the following scene, Sasuke proved to Boruto that the fact that Sarada was his daughter meant nothing in regards to her skill with Shurikenjutsu; she was simply very good at it, just like her father, who among other examples, demonstrated his proficiency with projectiles against Itachi:

Summoning multiples shurikens with ease and throwing them at different angles, yet they all reached the same destination:

So yeah, you’ve been proven wrong Anon, again.


Now to continue refuting what you said.

You didn’t answer my previous question. What do you think it means to be an Uchiha? What do you think it means to be a part of any clan? Because as I said before, nothing constitutes being part of a clan other than the factors that I stated, so what are you anti extremists trying to prove by reiterating the same drivel over and over for the past year? Because not only is this point so obnoxiously inane, but it’s being taken out of context anyway.

Just prior to the example which you seemed so proud of using, Sarada’s head was full of questions regarding what things meant, as well as their purpose:

Sarada was questioning the very meaning of being a ninja Anon, so of course if someone indicates that she’s good at being a ninja, she’d respond by saying that she doesn’t know what that means. That’s what she was referring to, not the being an Uchiha part. How could she know what it meant to be a skillful ninja who “could breeze through the exam with [her] eyes closed”, as Chouchou so eloquently put it, when she was questioning the very foundation of being a ninja in the first place?

Oh and by the way Anon, these questions that Sarada was asking herself, that’s yet another similarity that she shares with her father, as Sasuke also asked these heavy questions to himself, Orochimaru and to Hashirama at one point, regarding what it meant to be a shinobi:

So please if you send me another ask, do answer these questions, because I’d really like to see the extent to which you’re willing to go in order to give your points even the slightest bit of legitimacy.


Now to continue refuting what you said, because you just make it so simple.

“Sarada doesn’t like sasuke, period she said so herself in chapter 7…”

Mistake No.1 - Why are you basing your claims off from the middle of Gaiden and not it’s conclusion or the Boruto movie? You know, the things that came afterwards and would therefore be Sarada’s current sentiments and feelings? Seriously, where’s the logic in that?

Mistake No.2 - Sarada didn’t mention Sasuke at all towards the end of chapter 700+7, she only referred to Sakura. She refers to Sasuke at the beginning of 700+8, so that shows how little you pay attention.

Mistake No.3 - Linking on to your first mistake, at the end of Gaiden (the part you should be referring to), Sarada wore such an upset expression at the mere thought of being separated from her father again: 

That’s obviously because she doesn’t like Sasuke, and doesn’t want anything to do with him right? Of course!

Or what about in the movie, when Sarada alludes to how happy Sakura was that Sasuke was finally back:

And Sakura noted that Sarada was just as happy that her father was back:

She’s obviously very happy that Sasuke is back because she doesn’t like him, and doesn’t want anything to do with him right? Makes perfect sense!


Now to continue refuting what you said.

”When Sasuke came back he trained Boruto for the exams and neglected his own daughter”

I guess now you need to learn what “neglect” means, because Sarada was actually the one who pushed and encouraged Sasuke to train Boruto. Therefore, she wanted this to happen:

And observe just how much Sarada’s face lights up when Sasuke agreed to make Boruto his disciple, she looked really happy for him:

Thus, the term “neglect” cannot be used in this context, because how can Sasuke be neglecting Sarada by training Boruto, when Sarada was the one who encouraged him to do so in the first place? Logic Anon, regardless of how much you may disagree, it is an important part of life.


Now to continue refuting what you said.

“you not saying them interact in the movie doesn’t mean that the bond of a father who is always there for child is weaker than sasuke and sarada’s non-existence bond”

And now you need to learn the definition of the phrase “non-existent”. It means it doesn’t exist Anon, it means it’s imaginary. That term cannot be used to describe Sasuke’s bond with Sarada because their bond exists. I gave the example of Sasuke interacting more with his child than any other parent barring the Uzumaki’s, in order to highlight that fact to you. Unless of course, your definition of a “bond” means for two people to stay with each other 24/7 for years, because that doesn’t constitute a bond. So surprise surprise, an anti extremist who is misusing terms left right and centre in order to further their own agenda. I haven’t heard that one before…

And by the way Anon, not only was Sasuke gone for around 7-8 years, not 12 like all you extremists keep on saying, but Sarada was only 11 in Gaiden and that’s when they reunited, so please do the math, it’s not hard.


Now to continue refuting what you said.

Neither the movie, nor the novel state that Sasuke left the village again, or that he’d be going on another long term mission away from the village. In the movie (done by Kishi), he stayed with Sakura while overlooking the children:

And according to the translation of the novelisation (not done by Kishi), Sasuke would investigate the true identities of Momoshiki and Kinshiki, and after giving the children a smile “he never showed anyone but Sakura”, he simply “disappeared into the darkness”. Nowhere does it say he left the village, or would be going on another extended, years-long mission, so would you please stop jumping to conclusions based on minimal evidence.


Now to continue refuting what you said.

“Sarada doesn’t have any connection with him and when I say connection I don’t mean the you’re connected me because I'me connected to your mom bullshit, something that is for them alone”

Anon, the mere fact that you even think that’s what that scene actually means just further highlights your lack of understanding and attention. Sasuke didn’t say that he was connected to his daughter because he was connected to Sakura; I don’t know where you got that from, because Sarada didn’t even ask him if he was connected to her. She asked him if he was truly connected to Sakura, not her. And he answered affirmatively, using the justification that Sarada was the proof of their connection:

Not only that Anon, but Sasuke and Sarada share a connection of being father and daughter. I’m not sure what you think constitutes a “connection”, but if it’s as skewed as your definition of a “bond”, then I don’t even wanna know.


So I don’t know what you’re talking about when you say that I apparently didn’t prove anything. I disproved everything Anon, and did so again here. If you think I’d need to make excuses for ANYTHING regarding what you say, then you obviously don’t know who you’re talking to. So by all means, if you’d like to step further into the lion’s den, I’d be more than happy to continue.

Ice Cream Fills Emotional Voids Better Than Actual Therapy (Not That You Need It, Or Anything)

pls… kill me have mercy on my soul this took so loNG. i had such a clear vision for what i wanted this to be, that i took so long writing it and missed suujimatsu day by an entire two days :/ still, i hope you like it (please reblog if you do!), and please do not tag as incest or b.l.m.atsu


“One, two, three, four… Oi, where’s Ichimatsu?” Everyone pauses as they put on their shoes, and look up at their oldest brother with blank expressions.  “Ah, he’s probably sulking in the living room.  Hang on a sec.”

Jyushimatsu listens intently to Osomatsu calling to Ichimatsu. “Oi, Ichimatsu, come on, we’re goin’ to Chibita’s!”  His older brother walks over to pop his head through the living room entryway.

Jyushimatsu could just make out most of Ichimatsu’s response.  “…don’t feel like going tonight.  Can you just leave me home?” Jyushimatsu thinks back to the… thing he found this morning and his heart breaks a little. Ichimatsu was not staying home alone.

           Jyushimatsu misses the first half of Osomatsu’s reply but catches the rest of it.  “…if you’re gonna let your cats in, remember to vacuum up the fur they leave behind!” Ah. He agreed.  His brother ambles back over to the front entrance and shoves his feet in his shoes.  “Alright, let’s go!”

           Keeping true to his word—or, thought, really—Jyushimatsu says, “Actually, niisan, I’m gonna stay in too!  I don’t really think I feel like drinking tonight, and I’ll have Ichimatsu to keep me company!”

           Osomatsu shrugs, and responds simply, “Well, alright, have fun then.”  He waves everyone else out, and soon Jyushimatsu is left by himself.

           The yellow-clad Matsu bounds upstairs, his plan in motion before he can even properly think of one.  Whipping open the linen closet in the hall, he pulls out as many blankets and pillows as he can fit in his arms and staggers through the (thankfully open) doorway of his and his brothers’ room.  He unceremoniously drops the bundle onto the ground, pillows tumbling from the top like some kind of soft, fluffy avalanche.  Ichimatsu-niisan is gonna be so comfy!

           He slides on the stair railing to get back downstairs, jerks himself around the corner, and slides into the kitchen, overshooting the fridge by a few feet.  He grabs the handle of the freezer and yanks open the door, reaching in and pulling out the new tub of vanilla-chocolate-strawberry ice cream he had bought earlier.  Hugging the ice cream to his chest, he reaches into the silverware drawer and grabs a spoon.  He quickly pads out of the kitchen and finally makes his way to the living room, where Ichimatsu was leaning against the wall, curled up and eyes closed.      

           He shuffles over and plops down on the floor in front of his brother and pokes him in the knee with the spoon.  “Ichimatsu-niisan, wake up!”

           Ichimatsu growls, causing Jyushimatsu to flinch, and swivels himself around so his back his facing his little brother.  He mutters in a low, borderline-threatening voice, “I want to be alone tonight, Jyushimatsu.  Go out with the others.”

           Well that.  Um.  That certainly wasn’t the reaction Jyushimatsu had been expecting.  

           Normally Ichimatsu-niisan at least turns him down nicely—what was with this hostile attitude?  His smile fell and he felt tears burning in his eyes as he sniffed.

           “You can’t guilt me into anything, you know,” Ichimatsu scoffs.  “Go out with the others,” he repeats, speaking up a little.  Guilt him?  He wasn’t trying to do that!  He was being mean and it made Jyushimatsu sad but now—now he was a little mad, actually. Ichimatsu-niisan is not staying home alone tonight!

           He sets the ice cream down, wipes his eyes and nose with his sleeves and crawls over to face Ichimatsu.  He smushes his brother’s cheeks with his sweater paws and sets his mouth in a firm line.  “Niisan, this is serious business.

           Ichimatsu’s eyes widen ever so slightly, clearly recognizing his intense expression as an indicator of genuine seriousness.  He raises an eyebrow, silently asking Jyushimatsu to continue.

           Not changing his facial setting, Jyushimatsu responds in a completely neutral voice, “I bought a whole tub of ice cream and I need someone to eat it with me so I don’t get a tummyache.”

           Ichimatsu stares at him for a minute—seriously, it’s been almost a full minute, and it’s getting hard for Jyushimatsu not to squirm—and then squints his eyes in annoyance and frowns.  “That’s your idea of serious business?” he asks, voice sounding comical due to his face being squished.

           Jyushimatsu calmly nods, his face still stone cold. “And there are too many blankets and pillows flooding our room to not make a fort and watch Zootopia, and those are definitely things I can’t do myself.”

           Lightly grabbing his brother’s wrists, Ichimatsu pries his hands off of his face.  He lines his own hands up with the openings of Jyushimatsu’s sleeves and slips them inside, sliding their fingers together like puzzle pieces.  He casts his gaze to the floor.  “…fine.”

           Jyushimatsu’s face immediately lights up, and he shouts, “Yes! Niisan movie cuddles for the win!” He jumps up, inadvertently yanking Ichimatsu up with him by their linked hands, causing his brother to stumble forward and let out an “Oof!”  Once both of them are steady, Jyushimatsu lets go of Ichimatsu’s hands to lean down and grab the ice cream tub and spoon.  He wiggles around behind his older brother and pushes him forward using the ice cream.  “Go, niisan, go!”

           “I’m going, I’m going,” Ichimatsu grumbles, but Jyushimatsu can hear the smile in his voice.

           Once they make it upstairs, Jyushimatsu sets the ice cream tub (that’s now dripping with condensation) on top of the TV, and Ichimatsu immediately moves it to the floor. “Shouldn’t get the TV wet,” is all he says.  The purple-clad Matsu then eyes the mountain of blankets on the floor and sighs.  “We’re gonna suffocate and die if we use all those blankets.”  Jyushimatsu flinches at hearing his brother talk about death, but thankfully he’s not looking at him.

           “No, we won’t, silly!” Jyushimatsu thanks his vocal chords for keeping his voice steady.  “A lot of them will be used for the actual fort, and it’s not like we have to use all of them!”  

           Ichimatsu grunts in reply, and falls down stomach-first onto the blanket mountain.

           Jyushimatsu lets out a noise of disbelief, and tries to pull his brother off of his fort-building materials.  “Nooooo, niisan, no, we need to make a fort! And you’re not even facing the TV!” T’was no use, Ichimatsu had become a deadweight as soon as he flopped down.

           “If you want a fort so bad just make it yourself, you don’t need me,” Ichimatsu’s muffled voice is barely audible through the layers of cotton underneath his face.  

           “Niiiiisaaaaannnn, it’s no fun if you don’t help!” Jyushimatsu sucks in a breath in preparation and shoves Ichimatsu off the pile, watching him gracelessly roll over the fabric and hearing him hit the ground with a thud.  Jyushimatsu goes and stands over him, hands on his hips, a stern look on his face.  “You said you’d do it, so get up and help or else you’re not allowed in and I’m gonna watch the movie all by myself and be sad that I’m lonely!”

           Ichimatsu rolls over so he can gaze up at Jyushimatsu, arms and legs stretched out to the sides.  The corner of his mouth quirks up ever so slightly in a lazy smile, and he drawls, “Alright, alright, I’ll help you make your damn fort.”  Jyushimatsu giggles and does a little happy dance, even though he totally knew Ichimatsu would give in at some point.  He tries to act tough but he’s really a big softie, especially when it comes to Jyushimatsu!

           Ichimatsu heaves himself into a sitting position, and sticks out his arms, clearly waiting for Jyushimatsu to pulls him up. The younger Matsu gladly complies, pulling Ichimatsu up with so much force his feet actually leave the ground for a second before he can properly stand up.  “Okay, let’s make the best fucking blanket fort this house has ever seen.” Jyushimatsu laughs, excited that Ichimatsu seems genuinely interested now; it’s such a turn from him sulking in the corner ten minutes ago!

           It takes way longer than it should to drag some light furniture over by the TV and drape some blankets over everything, and Jyushimatsu gets tangled up in every blanket at least twice and Ichimatsu gives up and lays down four times, but it gets done!  They flip a corner of one blanket over the top of a nightstand and shove as many pillows inside as possible.  Jyushimatsu grabs the movie and ice cream (Which is probably very, very soft at this point) and pushes Ichimatsu in first, climbing in after him.  He sets down the ice cream near the now-closed opening and popping the movie disc in the DVD player.

           Once Ichimatsu looks mostly situated on the pillows, Jyushimatsu grabs his brother’s left arm and raises it, placing himself underneath the limb and snuggling into his side.  Ichimatsu’s arm falls on top of his shoulder, and he pulls him just a smidgen closer.  Jyushimatsu peers up at his older brother, and notices a hint of red on his face. He smiles bigger, wrapping his arms around Ichimatsu and burying his face in his chest.  His big brother is really insecure about asking for and receiving any kind of affection, and if he blushes that means he’s not sure why someone is, in his own words, “choosing to touch trash like him, but I guess I appreciate it,” so that’s good!

           Ichimatsu’s right arm is in control of the remote, and hits the play button.  Jyushimatsu briefly untangles himself from the purple Matsuno and reaches to grab the ice cream and spoon.  He places the tub on Ichimatsu’s lap (since Jyushimatsu’s lap is kinda a little bit sideways) and takes off the top.  He stabs the spoon onto the pretty, flat surface of the newly opened ice cream tub, and scoops out a big bite.  

           “Oi, Jyushimatsu,” Ichimatsu drones, “I’ve been meaning to ask, are you hiding another spoon anywhe—guhh,” Jyushimatsu sniggers, figuring it’s probably hard to keep talking when someone just shoved a big spoonful of ice cream in your mouth.

           Ichimatsu’s face lights up like a tomato (that’s good!) and he swallows the frozen sweet, blurting out, “What the hell are you doing?”

           Jyushimatsu laughs fully, and explains excitedly, “Just enjoy the movie niisan!  You don’t have to decide when to eat ice cream since I’ll be deciding for you!” He scoops out another bite and places the spoon in his own mouth this time.

           Jyushimatsu doesn’t think he’s ever seen his big brother so flustered in his life, and he patiently shovels another bite of ice cream into his mouth as he waits for him to stammer out a full sentence.  “I—Wha—I’m perfectly capable—I’m not—I won’t share a fucking spoon with you, ok, you always get slobber all over it, and—and two, I don’t need to be spoon fed!  What am I, four?”

           “You certainly sound like it with all your whining,” Jyushimatsu says bluntly.

           “Hey!”

           “Just calm down and watch the movie, Ichi-niisan! It’s fine, I’m not sick and I’ll be neat this time,” Jyushimatsu reassures, patting his side.

           Ichimatsu grumbles something that sounds an awful lot like “No you won’t,” but Jyushimatsu lets it slide.  It doesn’t matter anyway, because about fifteen minutes into the movie, their roles have already switched and Ichimatsu is holding the spoon, probably because he was too embarrassed to accept the attention for too long.

           About another half hour into the movie is where it all goes wrong, though.

           Ichimatsu pauses the movie, and mumble, “Move, Jyushi, I gotta take a dump.”

           Jyushimatsu’s heart jumps into his throat as he vividly remembers his discovery from this morning.  He squeezes Ichimatsu’s middle harder, and responds “No!” too quickly, too eager.  “We’re not even halfway through the movie and it’s cozy under here!”

           “Jyushimatsu, unless you literally want me to shit right here, right now, let me up.” Ichimatsu grabs Jyushimatsu’s arms, trying to pry him loose.

           “No, no, no, no, no!  Let’s just finish the movie, please, no bathroom breaks!” He couldn’t let Ichi-niisan go, he couldn’t, he couldn’t, he couldn’t!

           Jyushimatsu feels Ichimatsu release his arm, and then he… smears something on his face?  The yellow Matsu blinks, glancing up at his brother to be met with a confused, yet concerned gaze.  “What’s the matter with you today?” Ichimatsu leaves his hand cupped on Jyushimatsu’s cheek, thumb continuing to stroke back and forth, still smearing something on his—oh. No. He’s wiping away tears that Jyushimatsu didn’t realize had fallen.  “You don’t go out with the others, you insist on this fort-and-movie night, and now you won’t let me go to the bathroom? Ichimatsu’s voice is as flat as ever, but it holds some inflection due to his worry.  “Are you worried I’m gonna flush myself or something?”

           Jyushimatsu sniffs really big and loud, and sobs out, “Metaphorically, yes!”  Ichimatsu’s thumb halts, and he reaches down to grab his little brother and hoist him up (with Jyushimatsu giving as much resistance as a rag doll) so they were eye level with each other.

           “What?”  Jyushimatsu rubs at his eyes with his sleeves, desperately trying to get the tears to stop.  

           “I—I saw, this morning, I—You were getting better for a while, niisan and then you started getting worse, and I’ve never seen you this—this sad all the time and, and—” Jyushimatsu halts his blubbering to sniff and glance at Ichimatsu who, of course, had a completely blank expression and was impossible to read.  He’d made it this far, though, so he went on to say, “I saw the new bottle of sleeping pills in the medicine cabinet!” His tears start to come down faster and he covered the bottom half of his face with his hands.

           Ichimatsu blanches, eyes widening and gaze moving to his lap.  He squeezed his eyes shut really tightly, and bites his bottom lip hard enough that Jyushimatsu worries he’ll break the skin.  Jyushimatsu notices through his blurry vision that Ichi-niisan isn’t breathing, but it looks like he has a lot of pressure built up in his chest, the kind you’d have before you scream, but he’s not letting any air out. Recognizing this as his “shouting mean things in his head so he doesn’t say them out loud” face, Jyushimatsu brings his knees up to his chest, wrapping his arms around his legs and burying his face into the space between his neck and knees, face heated from crying and shame.

           After what felt like hours, Jyushimatsu felt a hand rest on his shoulder.  He was proud for not flinching, because that probably would’ve pushed Ichimatsu-niisan away even further.  “Jyushimatsu.” Jyushimatsu didn’t move.  “Jyushimatsu, look at me.”  Jyushimatsu lets his knees fall to the side, twisting around to face his brother, but he didn’t look him in the eyes.  Ichimatsu lays his other hand on his other shoulder, and leans down to be able to almost look his brother in the eyes. “I…I have been getting worse.  But that’s because I’ve been having nightmares, okay? I bought the sleeping pills to make them go away.  That’s all.”

           Jyushimatsu wipes at his eyes, then nose, and finally raises his eyes to meet Ichimatsu’s.  “…that’s all?” he asks in a quiet voice.

           Ichimatsu’s fingers dig a little deeper into his shoulders, and he responds with a real, genuine smile, “That’s all.”  

           Jyushimatsu lets out another sob, and throws himself at his brother, wrapping his arms around his neck, his legs curled up in between Ichimatsu’s.  The purple-clad Matsu hugs him back with just as much fervor, rubbing his hand up and down Jyushimatsu’s back.

           It takes a while, but Jyushimatsu calms down enough that he feels like he can resituate himself by Ichimatsu’s side and let them resume the movie.  They eat what they can salvage from the half-melted ice cream tub, sharing one spoon without an argument.  They ignore their other brothers when they hear them come home, only slightly tensing when they hear one of them say “…kickass fort…,” but relaxing when no one bothers them. And sure, they both fall asleep before the movie’s over, and wake up with stiff muscles and a tub of ice cream filled a fourth of the way up with liquid almost spilling on them, but the emotionally intimate session the night before had been worth it.  Even if Todomatsu did somehow wake up before them and manage to post a picture of them to his Instagram with the caption, “cute brothers!!! <3<3 i bet they cried over something. no one eats that much ice cream without crying.”

           …still worth it.  Probably.

  • what she says: i'm fine
  • what she means: 2015 cinderella is a friggin masterpiece we have a little girl who has more kindness in her little finger than most people do and what i wouldnt give to have that then we must have courage and be kind even during ellas lowest points she is always ALWAYS thinking of others she gives her step sisters her room without a second thought when she finds out her father dies she tells the farmer "it must have been hard for you" while she herself is having the most difficult time so difficult in fact she cant stand without feeling the pain and her stepmother can only bring herself to think of the financial hardships they will face rather than the loss of a friend father husband and all around wonderful man they think ella is a simpleton because of her kindness and good nature and some part of them realizes that beauty but they dont themselves possess it and so they degrade her because of their own insecurities they brand her with the name of 'cinderella' and ella almost believes them their words hurt her so much the people that should love and care for her most are treating her like a slave and an animal then she meets kit kit who realizes her beauty not only on the outside(cuz lets face it even if she's covered in cinders and dressed like a maid shes still the most exquisite creature on earth) but the inside as well kit who cherishes her intelligent and kind remarks kit who takes everything she says sincerely and openly it was no wonder that love fell upon them so quickly ella has found a reason to keep living and it is kit it is the chance that she may just see him again and oh when she hears of the ball there is that chance that hope that she will see him again so she does everything within her power to be able to go and she fixes up her mothers dress just the slightest bit lady tremaine tells her daughters that they look beautiful and that she's so proud to have "two horses in the race" and that was her only hope for them she had no faith in their abilities or their looks but maybe just maybe they could shine tonight and they might turn the princes head "no one in the kingdom will outshine my daughters" but ella walked down the stairs and though her dress may have been a little out of date she made it look beautiful and she looked prettier than ever how could the stepsisters have a chance when they were always compared to the beautiful cinder wench there was no good reason for ella not to go so her stepmother tore her up she tore her mothers dress and the very hope and dreams that her mother had given her ella runs outside only to see the carriage leaving without her and she falls to her knees and cries she says there's nothing to believe in anymore and again when she is in her greatest dispair yet a strange little old woman asks for something and immediatley ella forgets herself and gives the woman what she requires there is magic in selflessness who better to perform that magic than ella her fairy god mother responds quickly and rebuilds ellas hopes and dreams and her friends are more than willing to return her many favors and THAT DRESS have you ever seen a dress more divine more thrilling and lovely than that dress looked on her? it was a physical representation of her courage and kindness and she keeps humbly insisting to her fairy god mother that she is no princess but she is all girls are princesses even if they live in tiny attics and dress in rags she is more princess than she could ever admit and when she enters the ballroom she bows her very lowest to not only the king but everyone there in attendance and that is her humility no pride no ego but complete and beautiful humility and that is one of the things that make them stare and what beautiful and utter confusion she must of felt when she looked for kit expecting him to be in a simple black suit only to be wearing what only princes could wear but the confusion was quickly replaced by joy kit could barely speak properly because he could not take his eyes away from hers and then they danced and not only did they dance but they talked and got to know one another and felt the soft butterflies of young love but also the calm of the love to be but the time was short and she had to go and she left a part of her with him a shoe her faith her love and her dreams and she held on to her own shoe for dear life for it was a memory the only thing she would be allowed to keep from this night but it was only to be shattered by her cruel stepmother and her reason was because she was young and good and innocent...as she had once been but her dreams had also been shattered and to see cinderella happy was too much for her to take but her stepmother could not take everything from her though she had shattered her hope and her dreams she still had one sweet fading memory of kit and when the kings men came she could not hope or dream that they'd find her so she sang sweet nothings but her friends would not stand by while she was miserable they opened a window just the tiniest bit and the lie was broken they found her and she had courage and stood up to her cruel stepmother and there was kit kit who knew her voice kit who knew those eyes kit who knew her soul the shoe was no reassurance that it was her he was returning her love her hopes her dreams so they could be together and after all this was over ella turned around and forgave her stepmother despite all that had happened and everything was well in the kingdom and happiness returned to her life but she never stopped having courage and being kind. so lets just all have courage and be kind please.

So as promised, my spoiler review of Batman v Superman. To read my impressions of this movie without spoilers and my thoughts still high on adrenaline + rants about how unfair the bad reviews are imo, click here 

 But this one has MAJOR SPOILERS from the movie, so stop reading right now if you still didn’t watch it!

THE BAD:

- The editing (or as I like to call in this case, the butchering). It was terrible. I felt like they had so much material filmed they tried to put a little of everything but when you do this, some things are just too short and disconnected with the rest of the movie. There were scenes that would be better if left out instead of adding its 30 seconds version. There’s no point in going back and forth so quickly if you don’t give time to let the scene play out in an appropriate time. The cuts were too sharp without a proper transition that could make sense, some of them I felt almost dizzy.

- Lex Luthor: I get what Eisenberg tried to do and I think it was a great idea in theory. But the execution didn’t work because the character didn’t have the proper time to play out like it would happen in an exclusive Superman movie. The movie has so many characters and parallel storylines you can’t quite grasp where Lex is coming from with all his quirks and maniac aspirations, instead of escalating and getting immersed in who is this person gradually, you’re hit right in the face with everything in the first time we see him. When you don’t have time to portray a character with so many screaming details like this, he becomes annoying and distracting. I thought the trailer was misleading and he would be better in the film, but what we see in the trailers is exactly how he is, no further development or additional layers. We get a glimpse of his past (big daddy issues, apparently Luthor Senior was very abusive) and of his psyché about  the duality of being a genius but still have no power, which is a cool concept for the character when you’re someone who lives among gods and all this discussion but it’s so small, they pretty much just jump straight out to megalomaniac insanity with him. But it’s a courageous approach, you can see Jesse gave his everything but it wasn’t enough, unfortunately. The only thing I really loved about the character was how he manipulated Bruce and Clark and orchestrated everything. But even this was rushed.

- Doomsday: I’m glad he was just a small part of the movie but I was disappointed the aesthetic we got in the trailer is all we get in the movie. Indeed he gets stronger and bigger as he gets hit but the crazy kinda spike rocks growing out of him every time it happened weren’t impressive enough to make his looks increase and look different from an hybrid of a ninja turtle on steroids with Hulk’s Abomination. I honestly thought the Doomsday from the trailer was a a baby Doomsday that would get bigger and meaner-looking as the battle progressed but even if this kinda happens in a small degree, he still looks dumb and plain bad.

- The exaggerated amount of trailers and tv spots we got beforehand: I wish I had watched only the first comic con trailer. The plot wasn’t spoiled, but some of the scenes were totally showed from start to finish in the trailers. Lex introducing Clark and Bruce, the first time we see Wonder Woman suited up, the first time Superman and Batman are face to face in costume when Superman rips the batmobile’s door off. The first was really cringe worthy as it was in the trailers but the other two were amazing and I still felt my heart beating wildly because they are epic moments and with the soundtrack wow, simply iconic, but I wish it was the first time I was watching them.

- One of Batman’s action sequences: the scene in question is one in which he is hallucinating he is ambushed in the desert. That whole fight was terribly choreographed, I have no idea why Snyder chose such a wide framing to shoot it, you can really tell it’s something rehearsed and it looks very slow. But that’s the only action scene that didn’t work.

- The continuity from Man of Steel: As much as I love that you can absolutely feel this is the same universe of MoS, I know this will turn off a lot of casual viewers. That’s the only reason I put it in the bad pile (but don’t worry, this is in the good pile too lol). Because personally, I loved how we start the movie with Bruce’s point of view of what happened in MoS between Clark and Zod. But I saw so many confused faces, most people clearly had no idea what was happening. 

- Bruce’s parents dying again: Ok cool they brought the Comedian from Watchmen to be Bruce’s dad but how many times can we watch little Bruce losing his parents and not roll our eyes? It totally loses the emotional impact when we see it happening for the 26th time.

- No post credits scene: I already knew it wouldn’t happen and I don’t expect every superhero movie to emulate Marvel so I didn’t stay but I heard so many people that waited complaining… I wonder if that’s really the last impression you want to leave on your audience, just give them something simple and small to make them happy after waiting 10 minutes for nothing.

THE GOOD:

- Ben Affleck became my ultimate batman: He plays my favorite kind of batman, what I call B&B Batman (Brutal & Bitter). He is extremely violent, he just had enough and his motivations are very well displayed. We can see he struggles from a selfless point of view in which he worries with the destruction a powerful creature like Superman could bring among humanity but you also can see him in an almost selfish light too, what can he do when people have a godlike superhero as an option? You can feel he is struggling with becoming obsolete in some ways as much as this is not the focus of his problems with Superman, but it’s there is some degree. We get to see him using his gadgets and when he breaks in to save Martha Kent omg, what an amazing fight! It really shows what he is capable of why Batman is so badass even being a regular human being with no super powers. I was cheering so much! He looks so done 100% of the movie, which I love lol

- Superman saving the world: yes, we get to see Clark saving people from fires and floods and explosions, it’s just amazing! It’s an important thing to show us after all the destruction he participated in Man of Steel, so I’m really glad they reminded everyone who is Superman and what he does most of the time. The way people look at him in an almost worshiping way was equally satisfying and disturbing but very close to how we as human beings function with things more powerful than us, a mix of blind awe and fear.

- Strong insight in what means to be Superman: For the first time I connected with Clark in his cinematographic version. You can really feel how he is the most lonely creature in the world. You can feel how he wants to do good, how much it costs him, how much it hurts him to receive injustice and ungratefulness in return and still not blame us. It’s really strong and a very emotional anchor in the movie, I was speechless about how much a felt for him and very pleased with Henry Cavill’s portray of the character. I just wanted to hug Clark, I still want to dig his body out of his grave to do it. If I had to choose I’d say I’m totally team Superman and I never imagined saying this before this movie

- Lois and Clark: I never cared much about them as a couple, but I won’t lie, they were super cute and strong together. The chemistry was there and Lois humanizes him so much and you don’t feel an unbalance in the relationship, as much as a powerful creature Clark is, Lois is the one to anchor him and give him something he desperately needs: a sense of home and belong and he does reckless things for her (how human of him) so she holds more power than him in some ways.

- Lois Lane being a journalist: I’m so glad she wasn’t doing military/astronaut work in some alien ship like in MoS because it was ridiculous. There’s nothing wrong with being a regular human being so I loved to watch her doing high risk journalism and being nosy and going after what she wants. Even if something backfires, she still gets power and knowledge that is game changer for the plot just by doing her job and being good at it, it’s refreshing tbh.

- Alfred: every minute Alfred has screen time, it’s a blessing. He sass the shit out of Bruce and you just want to kiss him for it. I never thought I would say Alfred is hot. But it’s the Jeremy Irons effect, there’s nothing we can do about it, just embrace the feel.

- Wonder Woman: She was flawless. I’m so hyped for her solo movie now. I don’t agree with people who say she should have had more scenes. I’d love to see more of her, but I think this should’ve been exactly what it was: an introduction to leave us wanting more. She is mysterious, badass, takes no shit from our little boys and she’s absolutely amazing! Seriously, the first time she shows all suited up and her score starts to play, you’ll get goosebumps, your heart will threat to beat out of your chest. It’s everything I dreamed, we get to see her using her shield, sword, bracelets and lasso. I love her chemistry with Bruce too and how she cradles Clark’s body in her arms with so much tenderness for such a powerful creature like she is. Ugh I could talk about her all day, I simply love her and Gal Gadot did a great job with the material she got.

- The soundtrack: two of my favorites, Hans Zimmer (Inception, The Dark Night) and Junkie XL (Mad Max: Fury Road) so I was expecting awesomeness and I was not disappointed. It’s a somber score with some exceptions like WW’s song that’s more wild but it’s a heavy movie so it was something expected.

- The tone: yes it’s dark and gritty but a film that contemplates the philosophical questions this one does, even if not in dept, there isn’t many other aesthetic options. I like how DC is so different from Marvel, I love both and it would be super boring if they looked the same. I’m not sure if I’ll take my kids to watch this one, because even being PG13 it’s very adult in its themes and more of a political drama than an action flick, but I’m glad we have this more grown up version too.

- The cinematography: the only thing I expect from director Zack Snyder is great visuals because it’s his forte (maybe his only one) and he didn’t disappoint with cool concepts and beautiful shots. It looks epic and large-scale. I’m also glad his directing is a little more tamed when it comes to the excess he often chooses. I’m imagining Affleck as a more grounded director gave him some advise maybe?

- The Justice League introduction: this is one of the most polarizing questions, but I particularly love how quick it was handled. I was afraid they would put too much of each new character and it’d become a pre justice league movie instead of a batman v superman one. I’m relieved to say this did not happened. It was quick, objective and even if not an epic choice to introduce this characters, it gets the job done. I don’t agree with some people saying it was shoehorned. It’d be bad if these characters would just have more exposure in the next Justice League film, but each one of them will have their own solo movie, so no need to ruin the impact and reveal too much about them beforehand. We (and the other characters) only needed to know they exist, which was accomplished.

- The continuity from Man of Steel: See, this is in the good pile too! As I said, I love that you can absolutely feel this is the same universe of MoS. Even if MoS is not a movie that I love, continuity is a blessing. And as much as the regular audience will feel confused, I loved all the nods for the more hardcore fans. They hint at Darkseid too and I can’t wait!!! 

- The Batman v Superman duel is more dramatic and political than actual action: and I see this is one of the reasons most people are disappointed, but I love how they had so much building up until their confront, which happens only after 1 and a half hour into the movie and is not overly long. These characters are not like Tony Stark and Steve Rogers, who already have an emotional connection and background. So to Clark and Bruce go to blows and mean something beyond “fuck yeah cool fight” it has to have something behind it, something that justify how it escalates, something to make it more than two angry men beating each other in some dark alley. And all the political and philosophical questions were amazing to fill this need. I see some reviewers say that the movie has outdated notions of deity and obedience but excuse my french, it’s bullshit. The point of the movie is not to defend this concept but to show how we as flawed human beings convert everything into this because it’s a pattern we understand and seek since we lived in caves. And we still can’t let go of it, no matter how evolved and civilized we think we are. When senator Finch is getting interviewed and is asked: “Do we need a Superman?” and she simply answers: “We have one.” it’s absolutely brilliant and so powerful, it’s one of the moments a movie reaches something way deeper that it even is trying to be and you just wish you could have a little more of that.

- The trinity: Batman, Wonder Woman and Superman fighting together was a breathtaking moment and even if it was more of a tease than a full on battle, I loved every second of it. It’s a dream came true and the “is she with you?” “I though she was with you” exchange didn’t ruin anything, it was actually quite cute and it helped me breathe while I laughed because I was so overwhelmed with the emotion of seeing them lining ready to fight together, wow, I needed some levity to handle it in a non embarrassing way while in public, so I’m grateful 

- Clark’s motivations to fight Batman: I can’t stress this enough: I love how Clark was forced to fight Batman. At first you’d think it’s a cheap excuse but it’s not, any other excuse to have Clark beating the shit out of Bruce even to defend himself would be stupid and out of character. Having his mother, his only pure connection with who he is as Clark Kent and not just Kal-El, to be the catalyst to his confront with Bruce was very smart and respectful to the character. It also added a lot of emotion to the whole sequence, Clark is spiraling in a kaleidoscope of emotions which breaks our heart to watch but add a lot to the character. He clearly doesn’t want to do this but resigned himself that nothing can stays good forever, omg I felt stabbed in the heart and I loved it.  

- The Marthas: Nothing makes me more happy when a movie gives proper importance to the moms. These are boys deeply changed for the presence/absence of their motherly figures. Martha Kent and Martha Wayne being what finally snap both out of their stupidity and put them to work together made me smile from ear to ear, I had to shove a handful of popcorn in my mouth to stop me from squealing loudly in the theater. And when Martha Kent says she figured Batman was a friend of her son because of the cape, man, that’s one of my favorite moments in comic book films of all time and I’ll never forget it.

- Granny’s Peach Tea: enough said, it was such a fabulous twist!

- The death: Ok last but not least, from the moment Clark grabs the kryptonite spear from the moment the end credits rolled up, I was a mess. I started crying right at the moment Lois started to beg him not to do it, and you can clearly see he is going to do it because if not him, who else? When Bruce wrapped Clark’s dead body in his cape to let him slide into Wonder Woman and Lois Lane’s arms, omg, what a powerful scene! I don’t care about how in superhero movies nobody really dies, fuck it, I felt, I felt every bit of it, and I still can’t believe I felt so many emotions in such intensity watching a Zack Snyder film. How iconic was too watch both funerals? One is the spectacular burial of Superman, god, alien, resource, mysterious creature, criticized and hated by most in life but an admired hero by everybody in death. As they say, the perfect heroes are the dead ones because they can’t disappoint us. The other one was the burial of Clark Kent, son, boyfriend, protector, friend, a good man. A very small ceremony at his home, the home that embraced him as a person and not a commodity. I was floored with feelings and the little hint that he’ll return didn’t ruin the impact of the brave choice the script made in killing him off, because it’s expected that he won’t stay dead and kids would leave the theater in tears if they didn’t at least hinted at it.

- “If you seek his monument, look around you”: The quote from architect Christopher Wren’s tomb is so powerful and perfect in this context, I love how they used it for Superman, wow!

CONCLUSION: Yesterday I said I enjoyed BvS very much. Today after a whole night and day to digest it better I can even say that I loved it. It’s those kind of movies that has so much going on and goes against everything you were expecting that you need some hours or days to digest and let it settle in your heart and mind and accept how great it was for what it tried to be and not for what you thought it would be. You have to let go of your speculations and expectations and be free of all this to really embrace this movie, because it’s absolutely the opposite of what everybody predicted and this is a good thing. I’m even more excited now for Justice League and Wonder Woman than I was before. Go see for yourself instead of just following the critics that don’t have the same background as us fans, specially if you love comic book movies!

frank-zhang-sonofmars  asked:

Drabble Percbeth stuck indoors during a blizzard

“I’m actually afraid of what’s going to happen when we exhaust our supply of Harry Potter novels,” Annabeth says, throwing a piece of popcorn at Percy and watching as he gracefully catches it, chewing satisfactorily.

“I think the nearer concern is running out of light to read them with,” he muses, throwing another one at her. “Anyways, as I was saying-” He clears his throat, trying to read more, but Annabeth cuts him off.

“Should we be going outside?”

Percy looks up, crinkling his nose at the window, which displays one of the most intense flurries of snow either of them have ever seen.

“Why, exactly?”


He looks intensely cosy, snuggled into a hoodie from the CUNY he had attended and wearing red plaid sweatpants that slide over two white socks, doubled up on his feet. She gets why he doesn’t want to move at any point.

“To experience nature,” Annabeth replies, not believing it even as she says it. “Ugh, never mind. This is a shitstorm. Give me another chapter.”


Percy begins to read again, launching quickly into an accent that’s only a little terrible, compared to how terrible she had expected it to be. From her spot on the couch, she can watch his finger move over the words on the page, concentrating hard on it. He’s sprawled out across the floor, lying on top of a blanket while Annabeth has one curled around herself.

He knows the words nearly by heart– most people in their generation do– but Annabeth hadn’t been exposed to anything like this until she was an adult. She hadn’t grown up in the same sense that other kids had. Perhaps that’s why they had spent a large part of their Honeymoon sitting in their hotel room, eating candies (Percy stole anything blue from her, even when she wanted it) and watching the Harry Potter movies for Annabeth’s first and Percy’s billionth time. He’s always been antsy, but he can sit still sit through it.

There’s something magical about magic that isn’t their own. Even now, when Annabeth is wearing her favorite green fuzzy socks and a hoodie that she’d stolen from Piper, she feels like the words Percy is reading are transporting her to another universe.

She’s really grateful for it, because the universe they’re in currently involves thickly falling snow and Annabeth doesn’t want to think of all the work that is on the desk at her office. Or the fact that, later tonight, they’re not going to have light or heat. It’s much easier to feel like she’s walking the cold stone hallways at Hogwarts.

“We need tea,” she decides, interrupting Percy. “What kind do you want?”

He shuts the book.


“Vanilla caramel,” he says, smacking his lips slightly. Annabeth throws of her blanket and lets it land on top of Percy, covering his head and most of his body. He moves around exaggeratedly underneath it, spluttering pointedly when he emerges from under the dark plaid, looking thoroughly annoyed.

“Be right back,” Annabeth tells him, trying not to grin at his face, but Percy shakes his head and scrambles up with her, following her to the kitchen.

The kitchen of their tiny apartment overlooks… another apartment. It’s very glamorous. They can see their neighbors sitting around their kitchen table with two redheaded children, all focusing very hard on a game of rummikub. Percy waves when little Marisa looks up and notices him, her face lighting up when she sees him. Marisa is smiling because she’s out of school, but Annabeth is smiling because of the way his wedding ring is glinting in the sunlight.


“It’s a miracle we can see them with all this snow,” notes Annabeth, putting the kettle on the stove and taking a seat at their kitchen table. She picks up the mail, sorts through it, then wrinkles her nose when she sees a few bills that she is absolutely not in the mood to pay.

“I think it’s thinning, actually,” Percy says, squinting at the outdoors.

“It’s not thinning,” replies Annabeth without looking. “Did you hear the news? We’re not going to be able to leave this building until tomorrow.”

“Will the generator at least come back soon?”

Annabeth shrugs.

“I may be highly intelligent, but I don’t have the answers to everything.”

“I know,” Percy grumbles. “If you did, you’d tell me where my Pink Floyd t-shirt is.”

Well, she actually does know where that is, but she’s not planning on telling him.

“We’ll be fine,” says Annabeth as the kettle begins whistling and Percy steps over it it to turn the burner off. “We’ve got plenty to do. Our laptops still have battery, right, so we can always marathon something if we can’t get to sleep.”

“Huh,” says Percy, “that is a conundrum, isn’t it?”

“What is?” she asks, looking up from the mail, because anything that would make Percy Jackon use the word ‘conundrum’ has to be good.

“Well, we’re not going to have power. And, in this scenario, we aren’t going to be able to sleep, you say? And we have all this time to do absolutely nothing? What will be fill it with?”

“Didn’t I just say we could mara-?”

“What if our laptops run out of charge?”

She starts to say how unlikely that is, but then she sees how hard he’s trying not smile, and she sets down the mail, not caring when it scatters across the table.

“Oh no,” says Annabeth, “we aren’t going to be that cliche.”

“What?” he frowns.

“Do you know how many babies are conceived during snowstorms? Do you seriously want to have sex while everybody in New York is also having sex?”

“Yes,” he says without hesitation.

Annabeth sighs.

“Fine. You’ve worn me down.”

“Thank god,” says Percy, sitting at the table next to her and leaning across it to give her a kiss on the lips before handing Annabeth her mug. “So we’ll just finish reading the entire Harry Potter series and then go have sex?”

“Sure,” replies Annabeth. “That seems plausible.”

She has to smother her laugh into her mug when Percy nods enthusiastically and beams.

anonymous asked:

hey! i watched mulan for the first time yesterday, and i guess i had high expectations for it and it just let me down. in my opinion it really was not empowering for women at all, plus i found it to be offensive at times. but i'm not sure though, so i'd love to know your opinion on the film? (ps: i know disney films aren't really supposed to make feminist statements, but they are empowering as heck for men + everyone seemed to adore it for its message... i didn't see it to be honest)

Well, it’s by no means a perfect movie but I’m honestly kind of curious how you didn’t find it the slightest bit empowering for women?

1. One must draw a distinction between portraying oppressive patriarchal structures and deconstructing them vs. portraying oppressive patriarchal structures as good and uncritically reinforcing them. Speaking as a Chinese, all those things portrayed like the match-making, women being expected to be at home etc are all very accurate hallmarks of the patriarchy that has been rampant in ancient China for thousands of years. For example, the way Mulan had to get dressed up for the matchmaker- my own great-great-grandparents were match-made and one of my great-great-grandmas had bound feet- “lily feet” were seen as signs of beauty and a good wife. My ancestors certainly had periods of liberalism- Tang dynasty women had a lot of rights and freedoms- but patriarchy has been quite welded in our culture due to Confucian principles, amongst other things- which saw a woman as being subservient to her father, than her husband.

2. Imo the movie was actually criticising these expectations because we see Mulan messes up all of these things that are expected for a woman to bring honor to her family. And you can see the system feels restrictive…it’s not like she feels great about all these expectations. Nor are  these expectations portrayed as great the way older Disney movies uncritically portrayed very passive female characters who fell into traditional ideas of gender roles. In the beginning, the matchmaker acts as though dressing up as a perfect wife and securing a perfect husband is the only way a Chinese woman can honor her family. And in the end? Her violation of gender roles (dressing as a man, fighting etc) is considered to be the most honorable and patriotic thing done to honor her family- and in the service of her country. The fact that the emperor bowed to her was really significant, because in Chinese culture the emperor was considered the “Son of Heaven”- who bowed to noone, even other emperors.

3. Maybe at the end, it might have been nice for her to take up the emperor’s offer of a job, but imo that didn’t totally detract from the positive portrayal of a woman defying the gender roles of her society. Because in Chinese culture, filial piety is highly emphasised- the idea that children (of any gender) owe a duty to look after their parents. So imo it wasn’t wrong of her to go back to her family. I felt the significance was that the entirety of the plot showed that she, as a woman, was able to prove to everyone that being a “good prospective wife” was not the only measure of her character and whether she honored her family.