i don't even care that thousands of people probably got this

anonymous asked:

hi! I don't want to sound rude at all or anything, but what has Ian Somerhalder done that's brought on the negativity? again, not trying to seem like a dick, just looking to be informed. thanks! (:

I’m so sorry this took me 10 years to reply to I got it this morning but I’ve been so busy I haven’t had the time to respond until now. Also, pls don’t feel bad for asking a question you’re totally fine! I’m on mobile at my aunts house so this isn’t as good as it would be if I could like sit down and type a response so I’m going to do the best that I can, here goes:

-When he started dating Nikki he was at a convention and he said he needed viagra to shoot DE scenes because apparently Nina is just so gross. Like come on dude, we all saw how obsessed he was with her, it was a little extensive at times (i.e. staring at her boobs during interviews). Yea, he sure as hell never needed viagra with her lmao bitter much, Ian?

-He also said that Elena’s contribution to the show was “banging the brothers and now they’re better people for it”. I mean the dude straight up slut shamed a female character for having sex with her boyfriends. (Meanwhile his character has literally fucked every female character that’s ever been on the show)

-also when a fan asked if we’d ever get to see a delena wedding he said “I’m already married.” Apparently he doesn’t understand the difference between real life and television.

-Yelling and berating a group of like 10 fans that were just asking for autographs, literally making a girl cry. He legit screamed at her for asking to take a photo, it’s on video and he gave this long ass speech to them like “THIS IS MY DAY” and then when everyone called him out on it after they saw the video online he made this Instagram post with a ten paragraph caption (full of grammatical errors bc he’s an idiot) about how great he is and how he did nothing wrong because he’s amazing to his fans. (Because screaming at them for wanting to take a photo with you because they look up to you is treating your fans so great)

-A few weeks later another video was released of him doing the same thing again

-he’s such a child he can’t even be in the same room as Nina. Example: the past teen choice awards he had a con going on so they rescheduled the entire convention so he’d be able to attend the tca’s, but then he blew it off. Nina was the only one that showed up and accepted the award that they had BOTH won all by herself. Dude can’t even face his ex girlfriend who is perhaps one of the most reserved and mature women I’ve ever seen and has a new boyfriend like come on you’ve both moved on and she left the show, you can’t even stand on a stage with her for 2 minutes to thank your fans for endlessly voting and giving you this award???

-One time he liked a photo Nina posted on Twitter and then claimed he was “hacked.” (Even though he insists that they’re friends and there’s no bad blood but he can’t like a photo she posts on social media that’s just too far lol) and apparently when someone hacks your Twitter they just like someone’s photo and then do nothing else lmao even the cast of the show (Matt Davis) were making fun of him for it bc it was such a lie

-his foundation is bullshit. They’ve legit never done a single thing and most of the donations go to him personally so now he has a 3 million dollar home in Venice thanks to his fake love for animals. Also, the people that donated thousands of dollars with the promise of a phone call with him never got it. He’s been investigated by the IRS like ten times already.

-he legit gets in fights with 10 year old girls on social media just take a look at his insta it’s all there. Some 12 year old made a comment about Nikki once and he straight up responded and flipped out at her and everyone was like wow okay she’s a child probably on her moms phone and you’re a grown man like come on grow the fuck up. And he’s done this multiple times to multiple girls. What kind of 36 year old man feels so threatened by a little kid that he’s gotta put her in her place? Once again, GROW UP.

-he’s super inappropriate with underage girls at conventions and makes comments about their “boobies” (his word not mine)

-made a rape joke about a month back when someone asked why Bonnie would ever sleep with Damon so he said he’d “get her drunk” bc when you’re drunk you can’t consent

-only takes pictures or interacts with fans if he’s being paid at conventions otherwise he refuses and yells at them

-he also lied about his relationship with Nikki. Someone once said it was kinda fucked up that he would date his ex’s friend and he responded by saying that Nikki and Nina weren’t friends and only met twice, which is a straight up lie. The two ladies made a video together for this campaign about health insurance, they hung out tons of times (there’s photos), Nina was literally at Nikki’s first wedding a few years back and the couples used to go on double dates. It’s his life and he can do what he wants, but the man just constantly lies about everything it’s ridiculous. Like even if they were friends who cares why do you feel the need to lie about it just to explain yourself to some random commenter on the Internet???

-his ego is so big idk how he can even walk down the street without it weighing him down the dude is obsessed with himself. He has a contest going on right now where you can win a dinner with him and Nikki and literally JUST TO ENTER you have to pay 10,000 dollars lmao

-there’s so much stuff it’s impossible to list all of it but that gives you an idea. For more stuff just check my anti-Ian tag it’s got everything that’s ever been posted.

-overall he’s a disgusting self obsessed misogynistic piece of shit who thinks he’s gods gift to women when in fact he’s nothing but a creepy narcissistic ass hole

anonymous asked:

Care to elaborate on your tags re: Harry's music and your worries concerning content vs form? I don't get it. Thanks.

So short version (I’ll try and write a post that explains what I actually mean some time in the future - but I can already feel that this post is going to be long).  my concerns about Harry’s music are quite personal.  I really value specificity in music and also fun/joy.  Harry’s interview further suggested that I probably couldn’t expect much of either of these things from his album.  I’d kind of figured that from SOTT and ESNY.  I don’t think joy or specificity are where he’s at as a songwriter - and I also think there is a lot about his position that would discourage joy (and even more so) specificity in songs.  I find the reasons that he might not be into joy and specificity in songs quite endearing and I have huge sympathy for them.  So it doesn’t necessarily change the way I respond to him as a person, but it will change the way I respond to his music.  And it does make me sad, for me, that the music he’s putting out won’t be the sort of music that most resonates with me.


The content vs. form thing of his interview is kind of a feature of the form itself.  Long celebrity interviews are this dance where the celebrity performs being accessible and intimate, while staying on brand and the journalist writes as if they’re revealing while also maintaining access.  To me there were these really jarring juxtapositions to the words Harry was saying and the form of the promo campaign that he was saying it.

So Harry says: “ “Who’s to say that young girls who like pop music – short for popular, right? – have worse musical taste than a 30-year-old hipster guy?” etc in his first in depth print interview with a magazine whose entire mission has been to uphold the supremacy of the 30-year-old hipster guy.  This venue and the interviewer were very definitely chosen to signal to those 30-year-old hipster guy that it was OK to like Harry.  On top of that Harry carefully and repeatedly uses the word honest - to signal to those readers that his music is better and more authentic now than it was in One Direction when those teenage girls liked him.

Or Harry says: “I feel like they were always thinking, ‘OK, this ride could stop at any point and we’re going to have to be there when it does.’ There was something about playing the album and how happy I was that told them, ‘If all I get is to make this music, I’m content. If I’m never on that big ride again, I’m happy and proud of it.'” While part of an incredibly highly controlled, high-stakes, promo campaign, designed to make him a solo superstar.

Now that’s really normal, that’s kind of a feature of this sort of interview.  But the impression I got from to the totality of the interview was not that Harry was not just carefully selling an image, but also quite mixed up about who he wanted to be and how he wanted to relate to people, mystery vs honesty and so on.  That this jarring juxtaposition wasn’t just a feature of the form of the celebrity, but also showing how ambivalent and unclear Harry was about all this stuff. 

In particular, it made me think of two different statements kind of about being seen.  One was Harry’s own, from a year in the making, “I want to be someone who doesn’t care what people think, but I just don’t think I am.” For me, everything about this promo campaign has demonstrated how much both of those things, wanting not to care, but really caring, are still absolutely true for Harry.

And the other was Jodie Foster’s coming out speech - which is a mess, but I’ve always thought a really profound mess:

…be a big coming-out speech tonight because I already did my coming out about a thousand years ago back in the Stone Age, in those very quaint days when a fragile young girl would open up to trusted friends and family and co-workers and then gradually, proudly to everyone who knew her, to everyone she actually met. But now I’m told, apparently, that every celebrity is expected to honor the details of their private life with a press conference, a fragrance and a prime-time reality show. […] But seriously, if you had been a public figure from the time that you were a toddler, if you’d had to fight for a life that felt real and honest and normal against all odds, then maybe you too might value privacy above all else. Privacy.


I will continue to tell stories, to move people by being moved, the greatest job in the world. It’s just that from now on, I may be holding a different talking stick. And maybe it won’t be as sparkly, maybe it won’t open on 3,000 screens, maybe it will be so quiet and delicate that only dogs can hear it whistle. But it will be my writing on the wall. Jodie Foster was here, I still am, and I want to be seen, to be understood deeply and to be not so very lonely.

(transcript here - full speech easily accessible 2013 Golden Globes).

The juxtaposition between the really deeply felt desire for privacy and the just as deeply felt desire to be seen and understood really moved me when I first saw it and I thought she made it really clear that both could be true at the same time.  And I think the speech demonstrates that when you’ve been in the public eye as long as Jodie Foster, the two desires are impossibly intertwined.

I got the same desire and contradiction (although obviously not nearly as openly laid out - which is what makes Jodie Foster’s speech extraordinarily) from Harry’s interview.  

How could he feel anything else? He’s been exposed, told stories about, hidden and lied about.  How could he feel anything but a desire for privacy and a desire to be seen and understood.  How could he hope to untangle them, or even know how to act on them at his age?

And that made me very sad for him - because I want him to have it all.  I want him to be seen and understood and I want him to have all the privacy and space he needs.  And I think either will be very difficult for him to get, let alone both.

Does anyone else get emotional at random moments about how Dany has never really belonged anywhere?

Like I was just thinking about how I came home today from overseas and how relieved I am even though I enjoyed being away. Then I logged onto tumblr only to remember that Daenerys has never had a home of her own. Under the cut because I got a little carried away with my feelings as per usual. Basically just a post to remind myself of another reason why I’m rooting for Daenerys when the antis hate on her. With gifs because of feels.

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izzie does a thing - the basics of building a character

  • part 1 - faces, locations, and names, OH MY
  • part 2 - (the) blood (of the covenant) is thicker than (the) water (of the womb)
  • part 3 -  edumacation - readin, writin, ‘rithmatic, and the goddamn street
  • part 4 - in conclusion- use all the details you can possibly think of, mix, bake at 450 for 45 minutes.


ok, so i sort of feel like quite often, picking an fc first and building an oc around them, or taking a canon muse with very little backstory, and building them up is viewed pretty poorly. especially picking a face first. it’s kind of this idea of wanting a face to ship two faces together bullshit nonsense. so first things first, throw that idea out the window. picking a face first is a great place to start because it gives you so much goddamn information all on it’s own, and that information is the building blocks of what you’re going to build. it’s how i do it. and that’s kind of the point?

in as concise a way as possible (ahaha, read: in the most rambling and profanity-laced way possible), this series of character building essays is going to break down the way that i build characters, in the hopes of offering others a bit of insight into one way you can make an oc 'pop’, or read like a real life human being some poor woman birthed after 10 hours of labor, and a lot of screaming. this is, by no means, the only way to go about it, but i’ve been told whatever i’m doing is working. this is what i’m doing.

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anonymous asked:

heyo- so i have a weird request as in its not like a fic request. im a slytherin and my friends all aren't and they don't seem to get that slytherins aren't inherently bad. I'm shite at explaining it out and youre just so eloquent that I was hoping you could explain why slytherins are great cause the ARE lol

Ok kiddos, buckle up because I’m going to explain to you why Slytherins are great people.

Versatility/Cunning: You could throw a Slytherin into any situation, even at a disadvantage, and they’ll make it work. They change with circumstances, adopt a chameleon personality because they identify what people like and dislike, and therefore shape who they are around them. Now some could interpret this as manipulation or being “fake” but it’s actually a very great tactic for avoiding confrontation or disagreements. An example of how this amazing trait is deployed can be seen in the example of Margaery Tyrell. For those of you who don’t watch GOT, basically Margaery is wed off to a total of 3 people throughout the series, and she changes her personality around each to appease them, therefore being able to have some control over them. 

Neutrality: Slytherins like to hold the middle ground, and are often pragmatic centrists. Many people see this as a weak standpoint, since they are hesitant to pick sides. An example I’ll give for this is video game related (lol soz). Have you ever played an RPG where you had the option of siding with factions? And once you chose, the other became instantly hostile towards you, providing more difficulty to your play-through? Imagine if you (and in some games you can) chose the option to play them both, be friendly with all the sides yet reap the rewards from quests they send you out on. Slytherins simply chose to be smart, only turning on people when they’ve gotten everything that they can get out of them. The best video game play-through would be one that ended with the character playing a moderator between all factions, then choosing their favoured one at the last moment, bringing that faction all the information they had gathered from the other and providing yourself, and your chosen allies, with a major advantage. 

Charisma and Uniqueness: Slytherins, as mentioned above, have Chameleon personalities. They charm the socks off teachers and peers, and can appear to be the wolf in the chicken’s pen. However, if you surpass this initial impression, deep down you’ll find that no two Slytherins are exactly alike. Each has their own passions, their own motives, their own beliefs. Some procure an evil reputation, while others can be extremely kind and empathetic. Just because a few choose to be bad by no means condemns the rest to this fate. Slytherins can use their skills for helpful endeavours, not all of them manipulate others to gain power, some do it just to be able to fit in.

Intelligence/Talent: It is widely known that Slytherins are resourceful, and this even applies to academic endeavours. Sometimes even as smart as Ravenclaws, Slytherins have the ambitious drive that gives them the motivation to seek information, and strive to learn. Albeit sometimes this drive is through competitive attitudes, and sometimes showcases a Slytherin’s proud nature, it certainly isn’t something to underestimate. They can often be seen as being good at everything, and for the most part this inherent talent comes from their over-analytical nature, where they can understand things much quicker and easier than others. Even those Slytherins who don’t appear smart are probably hiding it up their sleeve, in one way or another. Finally, linking this back to resourcefulness, Slytherins are creative when finding solutions, using their wits to solve problems in easy ways. This may make some seem lazy, but in reality they have just found the easiest way to get stuff done. 

Loyalty: Once a Slytherin deems you their friend, you’d have to do something really stupid to lose that friendship. They’re just a fiercely loyal as Gryffindors, and although they may not be as brave, they’ll risk everything for their loved ones. Slytherins can be selfless in this aspect, putting those they care about before even their own ideals and morals. A Slytherin would definitely be the one to call if you need help hiding a body, even though they might not fully agree with the action. 

Leadership: Finally, Slytherins make the best leaders. Gryffindors are great too, but they too heavily rely on moral superiority. Slytherins are commonly utilitarians. They understand sacrifice, and the need to do things for the greater good. An example I like to use for this is one I learnt in my political science class. So, I’ll spare you the minor details but the story goes like this: A man is powering a football stadium holding a 100,000 people. To do so, he has to hold up an electrical lever while standing in water. This electrocutes him, causing great pain, but the people watching are all happy. A Slytherin understands that the main priority of a leader is to maximise happiness and minimise sadness. They will leave the man to suffer, because it means a 100,000 more will be content. A Gryffindor for example, being very noble and kind, will think “what the hell?” and obviously get that man out of there, leaving the football stadium in darkness. Because saving one man won’t affect the others, right? They’re not in pain, so they’ll be fine, a little upset, but fine. But the 100,000 people can’t see in the dark, some will stumble and fall, hurting themselves. Others will take to the streets and riot, after all their day was ruined! The Gryffindor’s choice will lead to say, five thousand people injured and two hundred local businesses ransacked. The electrician will be fine, but at this expense a lot more are hurt. Slytherins see the big picture, the future outcome, whereas others are more focused on the now. They understand that, sadly, others will suffer for the benefit of the majority. It’s nice to think that we can save everyone from pain and suffering, but that’s just not the reality of the world, as Slytherins have come to understand.

Overall, I’d like to summarise with this. Slytherins are seen as evil because they do what is NECESSARY. They are selfish because they know that this world is a harsh place, they are selfless for the same reasons. They know that no one can be 100% bad or good, the world is not that black and white. And if you just take a moment to try to understand, you’ll see that the world needs more people like that. People who really see the truth of things, people who understand: Slytherins

everything comes back to you

@imlouisaf told me to do a big bang about narry being in love with each other all through 1d but not getting it right and i remembered that i actually had the start of a fic like that. so here you go:

~1k of angsty canon harry being sad over niall

when harry gets the notification, he’s standing in line at the supermarket with a bundle of bananas, a packet of frozen berries, and all the ingredients for chocolate cake. he’s turned on notifications for niall’s tweets–of course he has, just him and grimmy–and he glances at it as he puts the milk on the conveyor belt.

it takes a moment for it to sink in.

they’d known niall was going to release a song. he’d emailed them about it nearly every step of the way, to get their opinion and to make sure it was alright with all of them. they’d all said yes, that’s what the hiatus was for, after all– doing their own projects.

harry still hadn’t listened to it, felt the tiny sting of irrational rejection he tried to put out. it’s now or never, he guesses.

he pays and gathers his things, dumping them in the back seat of his car as he navigates his phone trying to buy niall’s song. finally, it downloads. he plugs it into his stereo, turns it up and presses play.

he gets as far as the first verse and has to stop. he puts his head down on the wheel and breathes deeply, absentmindedly hoping there’s not any paps around that’re capturing this moment. it’s be great for the tabloids; former member of one direction has meltdown in car after other member releases a single. no, thank you.

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Don't do unauthorized surgeries on your patients and don't treat your employees like sh*t - it will cost you.

My mom has been a nurse for almost a decade now. 8 of those years she worked at the same hospital on one of the most busy floors to work on until she finally had enough of the piss-poor management. Before she left, though, she exacted an amazing feat of revenge that got the hospital into a LOT of trouble.

As I said, Mom worked on what was probably the busiest floor in the whole hospital. This particular floor is severely understaffed and many times there were only three or four nurses working, each one having to care for 10 or 11 patients each (sometimes even more). Lots of times it would be pretty much impossible to get everything done in a 12-hour shift when you have to pass meds, tend to, and chart for that many patients.

My mom is a GREAT nurse. She is extremely smart, a hard worker, and she really does love her job. Usually she would be the first nurse to get done with all of her work and then help other nurses with their workload so everyone could leave on time. Her co-workers there loved her like no one’s business. This kind of work ethic landed her a position as a charge nurse.

As a charge nurse, it was her job to see to it that all (or most) of the paperwork is done properly and faxed, that nurses were getting their charts in on time and passing meds when need be. It was her job to interact with the doctors and fill orders and direct in case of an emergency. Now, at this particular hospital there are a lot of Residents who are fresh from med-school and have very little experience in a real hospital setting. Sometimes they would give orders that were unnecessary or not the best solution for the health of a patient.

Mom - being so respected - would often times coax the doctors into changing their orders to something more suitable as she has a lot of real work-experience. But then, some doctors would disagree and tell the nurses to go on ahead with his instruction. Then, when something goes wrong the blame would go on Mom and there was really nothing she could do about it.

She finally had enough when a doctor ordered a heart catheter on a patient who was extremely drunk and in no state of mind to make decisions for himself. My mom tried everything to get the doctor to not go through with it because the man really didn’t need to have a heart catheter at all!

This doctor was all the time ordering ridiculous treatments for patients because that is how he makes his money. He convinces this drunk man to sign the surgery papers and sends him to OR where he was basically receiving an unauthorized surgery seeing as his decision making was impaired.

After that, my mom decided to start applying for jobs at other hospitals because she couldn’t stand to see any more patients being abused and mistreated by the place that is supposed to have their health in best interest.

When she finally landed another RN position, she gave her notice and worked to the end of her term. After she recieved her last check they tried to tell her she was overpaid and she would have to pay back some of the money. Obviously she didn’t, and was appalled at the way they were treating her after 8+ years of loyalty to this hospital.

So, she started plotting her revenge. Before quitting, she contacted JCAHO (Joint Commission on Accreditation of Healthcare Organizations) and told them about the unauthorized surgery. This is a big no-no. It is something that can make a hospital lose their accreditation and be closed down permanently.

She gave them the name of the patient, the file number, the case number, the name of the doctor and the name of all other parties involved in the surgery. She was very thorough. The day after she quit, a close friend of hers that worked the same floor said that a JCAHO rep came and did some investigating almost entirely unannounced (they do warn the hospital before they come, but never give them enough of a notice to change anything beforehand).

About a week after their initial investigation (one or two people had gone and interviewed staff and look at medical records), they came back again. This time they came with A LOT of people. They pulled EVERY SINGLE FILE to review and see if any other sketchy practices had been preformed under the radar.

For every breach of HIPAA and OSHA protocol, they were fined THOUSANDS of dollars. The doctor and all staff involved in the cardiac catheter incident were fired, and the doctor lost his license and can never get it back. They threatened to close the hospital if the fines weren’t paid, which added up to hundreds of thousands of dollars. Of course the family of the man found out about the surgery and sued the hospital (spoiler: he won) and had to pay him off, too.

To this day JCAHO visits the hospital frequently to make sure no more unethical practices happen again.

Don’t treat your nurses like sh*t, and don’t treat your patients like sh*t or it will come back and bite you in the ass.

anonymous asked:

this might be a bit of a stretch but solas(dragon age) and shepard(mass effect) + difference for the prompt? em, dont feel forced to do this one since its kinda out there!

OK, I’m determined, I’m going to write something for this. Longer than the original 5-10 sentence task and not really the shippiest of responses, but here we go. I’m gonna write Solas into Mass Effect. *cracks knuckles*

“Do not do this.” His voice trembled despite himself, the Dread Wolf’s confident facade crumbling as he watched the Inquisitor raise the artifact, its arcane light catching in her eyes as they glistened, wet with unshed tears. 

“I’m sorry, vhenan,” she whispered. “You left me no choice.”

He lifted his hand, reaching out for her, his throat tightening as he choked out a final word. “Please-”

And then, there was darkness. 

He had underestimated her. Given other circumstances, he might have been proud. Her solution had been far more elegant than the plan he’d concocted to stop the Evanuris. She didn’t need to change the very nature of the world to imprison him. Instead, she trapped him inside his own mind. A dreamless sleep - his consciousness cut off from the world, from her, from the Fade, from the spirits who had brought him so much comfort and companionship over those long years before he met her. There was only a sinking moment of helplessness, a feeling of being stripped bare and hollowed out, a second of useless struggling and then…. nothing.

An utter void.

He had no concept of how much time had passed before he heard the voice. Thin, high and reedy, bearing the quickened cadence of speech and yet Solas could not recognize the language it spoke. He opened his eyes only to squeeze them shut once more, wincing at the harsh, blinding light that surrounded him. A second voice joined the first - softer, feminine - her words sounding just as foreign but in a completely different manner from the first. Yet the two spoke in turn as if they understood one another as Solas got his bearings, forcing himself to sit upright as his head spun. His body felt weak - how long had he slept? - and it took time for his vision to adjust to the strange, artificial light in the room. It had an odd, bluish quality to it, not like firelight or sunlight and twice as bright as either. It made the walls around him seem even more strikingly void of color, surrounded by nothing but dull silver paneling. The only familiar thing he could see lay about his person - a sarcophagus of sorts, clearly decorated with care, though the once-beautiful stone carvings had worn down over the ages. 

There was only one person who would have gone to such trouble to give him an honored burial. 

He was abruptly drawn from his thoughts as a sharp pain erupted from the side of his throat, an odd mechanical hiss sounding seconds after the foreign object pierced him. Solas drew back quickly, nearly toppling out of his carved encasement as he whirled to face his attacker, summoning energy for a spell on reflex as his feet hit the floor.

The…. thing that had touched him did not seem alarmed, staring at a narrow beam of orange light as it set down the implement it had just used to strike him. The light before it shifted, changing into varying unfamiliar patterns and when it next spoke, Solas was surprised to hear it speak in Common. “Hmm. Energy readings. Unidentified. Source and purpose unknown. Increased activity in frontal lobe accompanied by electrical activity in the hands. Strange. Might be coincidental. Unclear how stasis was achieved. Unfamiliar technology. Body clearly nourished, yet source of fuel undetermined. No signs of decomposition. No muscle deterioration. Yet containment does not appear to generate any sort of protective field. No time dilation or cryotech. Just stone. Odd. Otherwise, humanoid. One heart. Nearly identical circulatory system and organ structure to the people of your planet. Will need to analyze DNA to be certain, but-”

“Slow it down, Mordin,” the female voice said again. Solas sought the source of the sound, relieved to see a more familiar form. Human, yes, but at least she was something he could identify, unlike the tall and slim figure who continued to poke at a strangely-marked panel. She was not dissimilar to Cassandra in her height and physique, clad in a slim-fitting black uniform, her hand resting warily on the device she had strapped to her hip. “Just give me the basics.”

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anonymous asked:

Do you still think Jon is playing Dany?

Oh, nonny mouse, you just want to get me in trouble, don’t you?

Short answer: it’s complicated and it doesn’t really matter because of stuff

Long Answer…spoilers under the cut…a lot of spoilers and a lot of answer

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Black Magic

(Hahahahaha this is the evil!Marvin AU I was teasing you about @magic-marvin-protection-patrol if ya like how it’s looking tell me and I’ll continue writing it ;):

There was one man many feared out in the woods, many stories and warnings being told of this man they call a “witch” or “demon”. They warn to not stray too far into his woods, for they are his territory and he enjoys capturing the unsuspecting and using them in his spells.

They call Marvin the Malicious, a man who sins with the darkness of black magic.

Not many have seen him, but those who have return screaming after laying their eyes upon him. If, of course, they can escape him.

Though, in all honesty, while many fear him, Marvin has no idea what he’s doing.

Now, Marvin, is currently in his hut in the center of his woods, preparing a spell to raise an undead servant. The book tells that this undead servant will do his bidding and kill relentlessly. He’s always wanted this- he could use it as the first of many guards for his forest to keep any unwanted wanderers.

He closes and sets down the ancient book on a nearby table and claps his hands together, gathering magic from the air around him. The symbol he’d drawn out on the floor before him is a light shade of purple with a few candles on its edges. He begins to mutter the words in the mostly forgotten language as the book had instructed. He’d spent years learning and deciphering the accent language. It was forgotten but all people aside from the small amount of black magic users including himself. Though, the rest hadn’t been so… keen on sharing their knowledge.

A red light forms on his fingertips and spreads to the rest of his hands, warming the skin even through the gloves he wears. He then crouches down and places his now red glowing hands in the center of the circle, finishing the spell off with the last of the ancient incarnation.

He steps back just as there is a large and blinding burst of light from the symbol and he has to shade his eyes from the intensity. It envelopes his entire room and lasts for minutes until finally it begins to dull. He slowly and hesitantly lowers his hand to peer down at the symbol just as a very human like hand bursts from the earth and lands on the ground, scraping at the dirt.

Marvin can hardly contain his excitement when he sees this happening, letting out a quiet squeal. Ugh. Why would he squeal at a moment like this? He’s summoning an evil and undead monster servant to use to kill hundreds if not thousands of innocents. He can’t help but squeal again.

Another hand breaks free of the earth that is followed by a head covered with scraggly and purple hair, bright and milky white eyes barely seen on ashy grey skin. The face of the creature is ugly(but not too ugly)- some of its cheek is missing, revealing a row of teeth and muscle. It’s glowing eyes are sunken and obviously blind and it’s missing a complete ear. It slowly pulls the rest of its body from the ground, revealing a torn shirt and pants as well as many pieces of its flesh missing from its arms and legs. It stands up fully once completely free, staring almost curiously at Marvin.

And… Marvin is kind of disappointed. This isn’t what the book had promised when it said something about a “monster killing machine”. This is just a rotting human being with a similar face to his that’s not snarling or anything- it’s just staring at him almost like a curious kitten would. But.. hey… don’t judge a book by its cover?

“Hello..?” Marvin began, not really knowing how to greet the creature. The zombie lifts its head a little at the word and grunts in return, a small smile pulling at what remains of its lips. “So um… you’re my undead minion?”

The zombie.. shrugs. It shrugs! It tilts its head as if in thought and shrugs again! “I mean… I guesssss,” it replied and it’s voice is deep and gravelly and okay that’s an actually terrifying aspect of it. “Thatssss probably… why I’m not… dead anymorrre…”

“Yes! Exactly!” Marvin exclaimed, deciding he could try and use that as a path to using it. He points a finger at it and raises his voice. “I have raised you as from the dead! Because of this, I am your new master and you must do as I command!”

The zombie shrugs… again. “Yeah… I guessss,” it hissed and Marvin doesn’t know what to do because it doesn’t seem enthusiastic, mad or sad. It doesn’t seem to have any emotion, actually. It just seems so… passive. “I like you…. you seem nicccer… than my lasssst…. masssster….”

“Wait, I’m not your first master?” Marvin asked and then hears the second part and his eye twitches. “And I’m not nice! I’m a terrifying and cruel witch many people fear!”

There’s a moment of silence. “Whyyy?” The zombie asked and Marvin is starting to get angry. “You look…. like a cat!” The zombie chuckles at what it said.

Marvin frowns because this is not what he had been expecting at all. He pinches the bridge of his nose and lets out a frustrated sigh. “Just… just answer the first question,” he orders instead of arguing with the undead creature. Doesn’t seem worth it.

“Of… coursssse… you’re not my… firsssst massster,” the zombie said and Marvin only grows more confused from this statement. “Doessssnt… the book… mention how… sssstrong I am??”

The witch glances over his shoulder back at the book and then to the zombie again. “Well yes of course,” he said and then gestures with a hand, “I had just been expecting something-”

“More… impresssssive looking? More…. terrifyingly ugly?” It finishes his statement for him.

He purses his lips and shifts on his feet and nods. “Well… yes,” he said. “The book promised a terrifying creature of great power. You don’t really.. appear to fit that description.”

The zombie chuckles and the sound sends chills down Marvin’s spine because of how it sounds. “Oh… trussssst me…” it hissed and its teeth clamp together as it speaks, grinding against one another. Marvin flinches at the sight. “If you… weren’t my… masssster…. you’d.. already be dead…” now Marvin is better liking the sound of this zombie until it finishes speaking: “Well…. if I wanted to…. kill you… anyway…”

“What do you mean by that?” Marvin asked and he hopes this isn’t a lazy zombie.

“Wellllll,” the zombie hummed and sways on his feet for a second or two. “I don't… nessssssiccccccaarilyy…. like to… kill or…. hurt people. I wasssss jussssst brought back… to… for… ssssome… reassssson…”

“Great! I got an undead minion that doesn’t even like to hurt people!” Marvin said in frustration, turning quickly from the zombie.

“But… why do you… want that?” The zombie asked.

“Because why wouldn’t i?” Marvin demanded, turning back around to face the demon. “Because no one cares about me and has always pushed me to the ground, why shouldn’t I return the favor twice fold?!”

The zombie is silent before shaking it head, letting out a small sigh. “Every… one of you… are the sssssame..” it mutters and that angers Marvin further. “‘The world… hurt me.!… they… never cared!….’ Of course they never… fucking cared!” The zombie’s tone had suddenly turned from nonchalant and uncaring to angry and bitter, strands of saliva hanging from his jaws as he basically yells. “The world…. doesssssnt care… about you… it never… doessss. Sssso fucking what?”

Marvin’s eye twitches because he is deeply not appreciating this scolding from this undead creature. “As if you know what the world has done to me!” Marvin shouted in return and rests a hand on his cat like mask. “I can never show my face again because of them…”

The zombie makes a noise like he’s mocking “boo-hoo”. Marvin grits his teeth. “Look at… what the world did to me!” The zombie roared and Marvin actually takes a step back out of fear. “I wassss… killed! And then I wassss…. sssselffiissshy brought back…. sssso sssomeone didn’t have to get their handssss dirty…. I haven’t gotten the resssst I deserve becusssee of you sssspell casssterssss. Yet, even if I could…. I wouldn’t kill you…”

Marvin is now taken aback and doesn’t know what to say. He shifts on his feet once more and lowers his eyes to the ground. “I don’t have to take this,” he growled out finally. “I can just send you back into death’s embrace and try again!”

“Go ahead… then… I’m tired….” the zombie hissed, lowering his head.

Marvin looks to the book for how to send the zombie back but… the spell is gone. “No no no! It’s gone! I can’t send you back!” He exclaimed, looking to the zombie for help.

The zombie merely grins and reaches up a mostly rotted hand, as though waiting for a handshake. “Well, since I’m stuck here…. letsssss make the mosssst of thissss….” he said and continues to wait for the returned hand. “I’m Robbie… and I love to hug….”

(Just… yea….)

horizonproblems reblogged your post and added:

If you don’t mind me asking - what are thoughts on Kaladin/Shallan as a (potential) romantic couple? Recently someone told me that they think there’s a lot of unresolved sexual/romantic tension between the two, and I… Just don’t see it, partially because of what you mention here (boots scene, chasm scene, Kaladin generally being exasperated in Shallan’s presence and thinking so).
I’m not trying to start a ship war (I don’t really care if people ship it, personally I headcanon Kaladin as aroace), so I understand if you don’t want to answer this! But I know that as an aromantic person a lot of the romance nuance/flirting stuff flies right over my head, so I was left wondering if my initial assessment was blatantly wrong…

I wanted to respond to this in a separate post lest the conversation overtake themalhambird’s original, so…

First, a necessary preface:  I have been crossing my fingers against Kaladin/Shallan since… before WoK came out.  I happened to read a galley copy, and pretty much as soon as I saw the descriptions they get in the flap copy, I had the sinking feeling that they would be the Designated Hetero Hero Ship.  The fact that they didn’t meet at all in WoK was gratifying!  But… WoR.

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kittyfacelawl  asked:

Hey so I have another desus prompt for you lol. How about one where Jesus comes out to Daryl directly, sort of? Like he's already out to Maggie we don't know if Daryl's aware of it yet. Anyway how about their on a run together and just talking casually and Jesus mentions an ex bf of his and Daryl kinda just nods it off but then asks him how he knew he was gay, and then a subtle tiny hint that Daryl is gay too but still in the closet. If it's not too much to ask. Thanks in advanced! ❤️

instead of an ex-boyfriend i did something slightly diff, hope you like it x

It was a very slow day for them. 

Daryl was already not much of a talker, but normally when they got into situations that involved a lot of thinking or physical activity, Daryl and Paul made a good team. Today though, the sun was hot and uncomfortable, there were no walkers or animals or people around, so it was just them, continuing to walk through the forest, waiting for something to happen. 

“Slim pickings.” Paul muttered.

Daryl looked over at him, raising his eyebrow. “Hm?” he asked. Paul sent him a soft smile–a habitual reaction now, because he found as he got to know Daryl, it was very hard not to smile at him. 

“Today. There’s nothing.”

“Might be too hot,” Daryl pointed out, fixing his crossbow. “Animals might be stayin’ in the shade today.”

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anonymous asked:

I don't know if it's your jam but I'd love to read some Ostara/Media fanfic, those two are way too beautiful °O°

Ooh yeah I totally got shipping vibes from when Media first appeared talking about them having a date… okay yeah I think most people did…*awkward cough* Here, have this…

Ostara woke up and immediately regretted it. 

She wanted to sink back into those dreams, the dreams where it was Her who was worshipped, when the name Easter, Ostara and Ēostre on everyone’s lips as a prayer. When they loved her for the life she brought, feared that she would take it away. Worshipped her with eggs and gifts. When the blooming of flowers was synonymous with her name. 


Now she was a bunny. She supposed she should be grateful that she hadn’t actually turned into a rabbit yet; with the amount of them she’d eaten… it wouldn’t be the nicest thing in the world. 

No, the nicest thing in the world was the only thing she really had left. Her memories. The memories when her hair flung free around her neck, petals adorning her skin as if they were a part of her. They used to be.  

She could go back to sleep. Nothing was stopping her. Nothing was, really, stopping her from any of this. She could ravage the world if she chose. But… but she was happy with this. Of course she was. She was worshiped the world over, her name on many more lips than it had been at the height of her power. And if it just happened to be linked with another younger demi-god? 

She was fine with this.  

The house would be empty, she knew. It wasn’t Easter yet, wasn’t even close. Her day was far away and who cared about Ostara in August? Well. Sometimes one Jesus or the other came by, to check on her. Good Samaritan and all that. But besides from that- 

“Oh shit,” she cursed, and shot out of bed. 

Five minutes later and she was the epitome of beauty. Her blonde hair done up intricately under her Easter Bonnet - named for her, she reminded herself. Her bare shoulders, smooth and gorgeous, framed by a sleevless dress covered in flowers. The flowers people used to pray in gratitude to her for. 

It was her minor, minor rebellion. 

A rabbit appeared by her ear, whispering that her guest had arrived. 

Ostara swept towards the door, dress trailing around her like the flowers that used to- Now stop that, she told herself firmly, just before her eyes met Media’s. 

Media was dressed as - wearing the form of - a character Easter couldn’t name. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to. Media chided her for her attachment to the past, but Media’s life seemed to revolve around remembering characters somehow even shorter lived than the humans who created them. 

“Media,” Ostara said in her most pleasing voice. “How good to see you.” She was fawning and hated that she was. 

Media pulled out one of her (probably famous) pouts. “You didn’t forget our date, did you?” she asked in her breathy voice, reaching out her hands to clasp hers. “I missed you ever so much, and have been ever so looking forward to this.” 

Easter smiled back as genuinely as she could as Media slipped her arm into hers and lead her to wander around the garden, Media rambling aimlessly about how nice it would be with this new movie coming out, because it had an Easter Bunny in it, and how everyone’s going to be so excited to talk about her again. 

Ostara’s eyes caught Media’s bodyguard a few meters away and she looked away. Media caught the glance and pulled up short. She stood in front of Easter with an upset look in her eyes. “Now, you mustn’t judge me for bringing a friend on our date,” she told her dramatically. 

“I wasn’t,” Easter replied quickly. 

Media’s eyes narrowed, just slightly, and she stepped closer, far more into her personal space than even she usually dared to go. “If you want it to leave,” her hand touched Easter’s waist experimentally, just a brush, but it had Easter holding her breath. “I can make that happen.” 

Ostara blinked at Media, for once, unsure of what to say. She had been making speeches for thousands of years, but Media, this new, younger God, she had all the speeches. She knew every trick because she played every trick. 

Was this a trick? 

Or was Easter just lonely enough to see things that weren’t there? 

“Well,” she tried in her most determined voice, “He is ruining the view.” 

Media smiled down at her. “It is a good view.” Her persona had dropped, gone was the breathy words of a woman from the past. Here was Media, holding her gaze without even the slightest hint of self-conciousness, as she waved her hand to the bodyguard behind her and the creature disappeared from their sight. 

New life, Ostara thought to herself. There had been gods, ones that were gone now, that used to claim that she was… passionate. That she could fall so quickly for someone that… 

Was this Media’s angle? Had she heard the rumours, scrounged it up from some show or other, and decided love was a better motivator than a favour? 

Suddenly she was tired. She was tired of these politics, tired of the game that gods played nowadays. At least back in her heyday, when gods played mortals as their tools, everyone still just worshipped her. The Spring was vital to life. She was vital to life. 

And here she was wondering if one brief moment of intimacy was a sign or a manipulation. 

She was the goddess of the Spring and she wasn’t going to let herself be treated as a plaything. 

“Thank you,” she said, and then took a step forward in their already very cramped personal space and pressed her lips briefly, but passionately against Media’s. Media’s lips tasted of the lip balm that was flawlessly covering her lips, with just the slightest tinge of metal hidden within. Easter took that second to taste all of it. Then she turned away and started walking again. “I’m thinking of starting a herb garden,” she said carelessly to the woman behind her as she walked away. 

Media hadn’t moved, her eyes still widened slightly in shock. She touched her lips briefly, sure a blush was spreading over her face. A kiss. A kiss was more than she’d ever dared to hope…even the touch of her waist had seemed a step too far… And maybe it was just a product of all those lonely, desperate humans who filled the world with their tales of love and romance, but Media wanted something like that. She wanted Ostara. She wanted another kiss. She wanted more than a kiss. 

She wanted Ostara to love her back. 

There you go, have a first kiss fic. Hope this is okay, I sort of had no real plan for this ficlet… 

~Send me American Gods prompts, headcanons, or even just a ship name and I’ll write you a little something~

anonymous asked:

i've been watching anime-manga commentary lately, and one of them was about naruto as a whole series (the flaws and the good) and now i'm wondering, what was your initial thoughts about the canon naruto? like, what did you like about it and what were the flaws that you wanted to fix upon in dreaming of sunshine (unless it's gonna be a spoiler, then you don't have to tell everything haha) - and also, what has changed in your impression of naruto since you started making dos and now? thanks!!

 Oh gosh. So, this is a massive topic. And I don’t want to really get all ranty about it or anything but that’s probably going to happen. >.>

I started watching Naruto… years and years ago. I mean, DOS was started in 2011, so that might give you a hint, but I’m pretty sure it was before Shippuden. A quick google tells me the Shippuden anime started airing 2007 (japanese) or 2009 (english). The manga dates are a bit earlier, but I didn’t actually start reading that until I wanted to ‘catch up’ later on, and even then I gave up reading during the war arc and only really picked up the last few chapters when the series ended.

So almost immediately I think we can tell my attraction to the series is rooted in the early installment stuff and not the later DBZ powergaming. I liked the Wave Arc. I thought Haku and Zabuza were interesting antagonists, with provoking backstories that were great mirrors to the protagonists and provided an interesting mirror image. I liked Gaara, who (again) was an interesting mirror to Naruto. I liked the world that we started to see around all these characters - flawed and complicated, with a lot of players moving in the shadows. I liked that Naruto wanted to change it all.

I thought we would get more character arcs with the side characters. I thought we would get Sakura development. I thought things were building to a Sound-Konoha war and we’d get to see a lot of Tsunade-Orochimaru-Jiraiya stuff - interactions and backstory and development. And I’m a little disappointed that most of that never really happened.

(And then timeskip. Personally I just don’t like time skips. You lose connection to the characters. Either nothing happens (and therefore things are weirdly the same) or you miss out on great content. Still, that’s a personal opinion.)

Overall I think the series has serious problems with its female characters and giving them, yknow, actual character. I think the epilogue is so full of holes that it deserves to be struck off completely. I think the ‘man-behind-the-man-behind-the-man’ of the war arc was so extremely tiresome. (99% of Uchiha characters make me have a kneejerk ‘no’ reaction now and the only reason Sasuke escapes is because I write him in DOS, not because his canon self is any better.)  I think that including the Sage and Kaguya did the series no favours and things got ‘too big’ in a way that made it difficult to care about the characters involved - how many thousands of people died in that final battle? And yet the only meaningful ones were Neji and the Ino-Shika parents.

But there are people who have presented those opinions in better and more thoughtful ways than I can. These are all discussions that have been around.

And okay, all these rants make it sound like I don’t actually like the series. I do! I wouldn’t still be in this fandom if I didn’t. I’m perfectly capable of putting books down, turning off movies and walking away. I actually really like Naruto. I like core of the series and the themes and ideas it sets out in the first part. And there was a lot of cool fanfiction that kept me invested.

DoS was mostly (okay it was a little bit a ‘fix it’ fic) about ‘well why did these things happen’. Not about changing them, not about being some ‘rationalist’ take on it all. I can’t understand why people read DoS and complain about how silly things like sending a team of genin after Sasuke are. That’s canon. It happened.

But I mean, things have changed. Some of them I planned, some of them I didn’t but they seemed logical when it happened, and some of them are just because I got sick of people asking and kinda regret now. Thems the breaks. I think if I ever actually finish writing DoS I’ll do a massive rewrite and cull everything down like this is a sprawling first draft. But who knows. I may not ever actually finish writing.

-Silver Queen

The Castlevania series, summarized in one sentence each
  • Castlevania: Go kill Dracula.
  • Simon's Quest: ["Pick up the pieces" by Average White Band begins playing]
  • Vampire Killer: Go kill Dracula's portrait painting.
  • Haunted Castle: Go kill Dracula because god dammit I just got married and it's a good thing I had this leather kilt and chain whip under my tuxedo.
  • The Castlevania Adventure: Go kill Dracula while wearing soggy boots.
  • Castlevania III: Invoke the power of friendship, but not more than once at a time.
  • Super Castlevania IV: Guess what? Dracula still needs killin', so get to it, buster! And don't spend too much time playing with the whip because you're on the clock. Chop chop!
  • Belmont's Revenge: Go kill Dracula and probably also your son because vampire hunter parenting is hard.
  • Rondo of Blood: Go kill Dracula as a 13-year-old girl, with doves and a cat, then tell him how disappointed you are and how big a meanie he is.
  • Dracula XX: It's way harder and you can't be a 13-year-old girl and throw cats at Dracula anymore but some people still like it, for....some reason?
  • Bloodlines: Go kill Bram Stoker's Dracula because there obviously can't have been more than one version of the story and they must all be connected, _riiiiiiight_?
  • Symphony of the Night: Who's the black magic priest that's a rez-machine to all the vamps? SHAFT! (You're damn right.)
  • Legends: Go kill Dracula and then have a baby with his son, so that baby can grow up to also kill Dracula (until you get written out of the timeline).
  • Castlevania 64: You're a Belmont except you're not, but you still act like a Belmont except when you don't, and also a little girl can go kill Dracula if you really want.
  • Legacy of Darkness: Aaaoooooo, Werewolves of London.
  • Chronicles: Go kill Dracula, now with leather fetish gear and rockin' red-pink hairdo.
  • Circle of the Moon: _Waaaahhhh_ I wanted the whip but you got it instead, not that it matters because Igarashi pretends none of this ever happened.
  • Harmony of Dissonance: We really, really just wanted to make Simon's Quest and Symphony of the Night again, and Igarashi has this weird thing about furniture.
  • Aria of Sorrow: YOUR SOUL IS MINE. [Mortal Kombat theme begins playing]
  • Lament of Innocence: So it turns out that generations of Belmonts have all essentially been wielding this one guy's dead wife for a thousand years or so, and nobody thought to question this until now? (also NATHAN SPENCER IS A BELMONT HEADCANON CONFIRMED)
  • Dawn of Sorrow: I'm Dracula! No, *I'm* Dracula! No, *neither* of you are Dracula now get in the car or nobody gets any ice cream!
  • Curse of Darkness: Y'know how Dracula has a huge army at his disposal? Go play as the guy that made those armies except he's not a bad guy anymore because reasons. Also more leather fetish stuff, because I guess someone enjoyed it the last couple times?
  • Order of Shadows: An obscure relative of the Belmont Clan goes and does the usual Belmont thing because for some reason people wanted to kill Dracula on a Java phone.
  • Portrait of Ruin: Go kill this other guy that isn't Dracula while a know-it-all schoolgirl tags along and slaps people with encyclopedias and sometimes turns you into a frog.
  • Portrait of Ruin alternative joke: Go kill not-Dracula and his not-daughters with the POWER OF FRIENDSHIP.
  • Dracula X Chronicles: We finally get the good Dracula X in English, except you have to play through a weird remake of it to unlock the good stuff.
  • Order of Ecclesia: Go kill Dracula by resurrecting Dracula with the thing that's supposed to kill Dracula, then using the thing that's supposed to resurrect Dracula to kill yourself in order to kill Dracula, then your best friend who's been trying to kill you the whole time takes the bullet because he secretly just wants to see you smile for him.
  • Judgment: Our timelines are completely fucked up, so let's fuck them up even more by having the personification of time summon a bunch of random Belmonts and make them fight each other.
  • Adventure Rebirth: We're so sorry that the Game Boy one sucked so much, so here's an apology...about 19 years later.
  • Castlevania Puzzle: People really wanted Symphony of the Night on phones, so we took Super Puzzle Fighter 2 Turbo and threw Alucard into it because iPhone users won't care.
  • Harmony of Despair: Left 4 Dead is really popular guys, and people really want a high-def Castlevania game, so let's take the DS games, throw co-op into them, and let the player zoom out to see the whole castle at once because that's not totally unplayable or anything.
  • Lords of Shadow: God of Whip: Chains of Belmont.
  • Lords of Shadow alt joke: What a horrible night to have a quick-time event.
  • Lords of Shadow alt-alt joke: A glorious waste of Sir Patrick Stewart, and oops I guess you're actually Dracula.
  • Mirror of Fate: People really wanted another classic-style Castlevania so we said "to hell with them" and made the one nobody liked into a 2D game like nobody could tell the difference.
  • Lords of Shadow 2: Castlevania and Metal Gear had a baby and this is exactly why inbreeding is illegal in most states.
  • Resurrection: We really wish Sonya Belmont was canon, guys. Also another Belmont with a gun.
  • Kid Dracula: Go kill Dracula. Oh wait, YOU'RE Dracula. Go kill Galamoth.
  • Wai Wai World: A superhero, a scantily clad robot girl, a samurai, a pipe-wielding ninja bandit, a Moai head, King Kong, and Mikey from The Goonies join Simon Belmont to go kill...uh...something?
  • Wai Wai World 2: Simon Belmont joins a machine-gun-wielding mercenary and a baby (among others) to go kill more shit.
All that glitters is not gold

Pairing: AJ Styles/You

Summary: You aren’t happy with how the company’s been treating you and you’re ready to leave. AJ however doesn’t want to see you go.

You lean against the top rope at the far side of the ring, just soaking in the empty arena and the bustling activity of the crew setting up. Thousands and thousands of empty seats stare back at you just waiting to be filled. A few more hours and they will be. There was a time when the thought of performing in front of such a crowd would have excited you, not so much these days.

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Translation Script of Eureka Seven AO Final Episode: One More Time - Lord Don't Slow Me Down

After some 4 years, and almost pretty much out of nowhere, they decided to make a Pachinko Game for Eureka 7 AO. To promote this, they created this new final episode, which was split into 5 ~5 Minutes ONAs released over the span of 3 month, before being followed up by the announcement of the Hi-Evolution movies.

Despite being a promotion for the pachinko game it really has nothing to do with it at all. Instead, it’s the full version of the last two minutes of Episode 24 of the TV series, with some details being retconned.
As such, you either ought remember a good deal of the show or have to rewatch it. 

It’s legally and freely avaible to watch on the Pachinko Game Sammy Cooperation’s Channel on Youtube.
They actually made some effort to have all on screen writings in both Japanese and English, but no subs are available. 

I kind of really enjoyed this episode. Nobody has bothered making a translation as far as I can see, so here is mine. 
 (Although chances are high most E7 lovers who don’t really like the AO Season probably don’t care anyway I suppose…) 

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anonymous asked:

Hi, is there any way I can listen hurricane 2.0? I don't use spotify or something like that... Can I find it on Internet or Youtube?

It is actually all over the Internet - cause it’s been technically available since 2009 o_0

Tho, honestly? My fave collaboration between Kanye & Jared, besides this photo documenting their visit to a gay sex club in Paris (in the name of fashion):

And besides the time Jared actually got a full-on heartfelt almost immediate apology from a man who rarely ever apologizes for anything… And even better it was on Kanye’s blog (btw I miss his blog SO much. It was just the right level of bonkers and brilliant and shouty (tho he allegedly has a secret tumblr I’ve yet to discover)):

This was all spurred by Mars’ win at the  MTV 2008 EMAs which caused Kanye to state that Jared, while “his boy, shouldn’t have won over the other artists” that year. (For some context, this was about a year after Kanye’s mom’s sudden death which he felt - still feels - responsible for, he’d just broken off a long engagement, and he even said he didn’t deserve to win the award he won that year. So it wasn’t necessarily even about Jared. Or MTV awards. Or music. Or anything, really, except being in a very dark place and not being able to give yourself a break cause giving yourself a break to heal and come to terms with shit would mean you’d have to take an actual break and actually come to terms with shit. I think Jared understood entirely so instead of being upset, he invited Ye to collaborate.)

But above alllll that - I most adore this live collaboration below that I just may deem “performance art”:

I mean. So Kanye mentioned to Jared before the performance, what if I do a bit of “power”? And Jared was like YASSSSSSSS.

Kanye is probably the only artist, scratch that PERSON, Jared would probably willingly let hijack his band’s own song & performance. And it gives me all the butterflies.

Like, not only does he more than excitedly introduce Kanye in the midst of his song, but Jared seamlessly transistions into Yeezy’s bondage-clad, bleached-blonde hypeman with perf skin and beyond perf bone structure. Like he was made to do it. So natural.

And then as Kanye crouches into his Kanye-crouch to really get into the flow, Jared begins to skip around the stage like he is walking on goddamn air. Like, his love and respect for Kanye is so real and so endless it literally lifts him up where he belongs - in his head - and that is to hype Kanye.

Like, what is this cuteness???

Of course it ends with Jared running over to him & locking him in an embrace in front of tens of thousands of fans and millions watching around the world.

I know a lot of Mars fans do not care for Yeezus. And that’s totally fine. He is definitely not everyone’s cup of tea. However, it’s hard not to swoon a bit when you see someone *you* unabashedly swoon over unabashedly swoon over someone else. And I think we can all agree that Jared is forever into Kanye, like no matter what.

Even after the tear down on him Kanye did in the press; even after misspelling his name repeatedly as “Jeret” on his blog (tho, I am kinda digging that spelling - espesh if Ye was pronouncing it Jeret like “beret”); even after dissing actors turned musicians - Jared still asked Kanye to collaborate in 2009. And Kanye agreed.

They have quite the history (starting really at those early 2000s’ Fashion Weeks) and I think in a lot of ways, they’re very similar people.

Both are uber-creative and into design, fashion, style, art, film, production, the off-kilter, the different, having a million jobs, being in control, being boss. Both are often accused of being pretentious or egotistical in interviews (tho, Jared has def worked on clearing that perception, Kanye does not give a fuck). They share a lot of the same friends and collaborators. They’re insanely driven and complexly-obsessed with whatever they’re working on at that moment.

I think if two people truly make sense as contemporaries and friends, it’s them.

And I think while the admiration and respect and yearn for a friendship was definitely more one-sided (Jared-sided) at the start, there’s no denying it’s definitely matured into something they both nurture. Kanye supposedly had asked Jared to direct a video for him. Jared reportedly received an invite to Kanye’s wedding in Italy & afterparty at Versailles. If that don’t say ol’ buddy ol’ pal, I don’t know what does. Oh, well, maybe seating Jared next to your mother-in-law and like, him still wanting to visit a sex club with you days later.

And like, the pics of Kanye seeing Jared in October from Paris Fashion Week 2015? That is literally pure joy on Ye’s face. And like, legit actual laughter. Which we all know to be an exceptionally rare & precious thing.

Ohmyleto, I’d give anything to know what Jared was sayin….

While I’m not a fan of the verse Kanye added to “Hurricane” (it seems kinda meh, kinda like he was more concerned about appealing to Mars’ fans versus trying to get his fans maybe into Mars, as he’s done with other musicians like Chris Martin, Lady Gaga, Paul McCartney) at the end of the day it doesn’t even matter if Kanye kinda phoned it in. 

Cause it literally made Jared light up to have Kanye involved in any capacity and he was so goddamn jazzed to have a chance to work with someone he legitimately admires immensely. *That*, knowing and feeling that, beats any sorta-mediocre lines spit over some amped beats laid over what is originally a perfectly gorgeous song.

anonymous asked:

I'm asking this out of curiosity, how can you just let go of a ship like captain swan? you were a hardcore captain swan shipper and you were part of their journey from the very beginning and now you barely care about them if at all. it's just I don't know i thought you were staying till the end & would even have a hard time saying goodbye to them after the show ends. sorry if this came off as rude I'm totally just curious just cuz you were so invested for years now you don't care anymore

Well, honestly, I have discussed this subject before, and tried to be straight about it, and I’m sure you didn’t mean to be rude and are genuinely curious. Still, though, it’s a bit discouraging?

I’m still here. I’m still active on tumblr, I still reblog CS gifs fairly regularly, and I know what’s going on in the show, and I’m looking forward to the wedding. I’ve made several long posts on my process of stepping back from the show and why that happened. It’s certainly not that I just “let go” overnight. It’s been going on for almost a year, and it has not in the least been easy for me. CS got me back into fandom after a long time away. I don’t need to prove my bona fides as a shipper to anyone; I’ve shipped them since 2012, been on tumblr for them and an incredibly active and prolific fandom member since 2013, written multiple novel-length fics and countless drabbles for them (and am still working on TDH, which is my second-longest project EVER behind The North Remembers), answered thousands of questions, written just as many specs and metas and spoiler and roundup posts, went to my first ever con (way out of my comfort zone!) to meet Colin, and still have many dear friends who have changed my life. I don’t ever regret any of the time I did spend on them. I have loved them for a long time and I still care. I just am engaging with it differently, and I have had to do that for several reasons.

As noted, I was super invested during season 5. SUPER. It got to the place where I was thinking about it almost every waking moment, even as I was trying to adjust to a new city and country and degree study and the ups and downs that came with that. My mood was totally dictated by spoilers or theories or how people were reacting to them or how I was going to have to hold things together during an angsty time with all the people I had to comfort/talk through the pain of the Dark Ones/Underworld arc. It took a lot out of me, to be honest. I couldn’t even enjoy the show quite the same way because I was so dependent on it all working out and the effect this had on my ability to deal with things. I’ve always been honest about my years and years of anxiety and depression and what I’ve had to do with that, and the show was something for me to focus on and to try to get me out of my head (again, during an otherwise stressful year). Honestly, that level of addiction/dependence isn’t healthy for anything, especially what is, at the end of the day, just a TV show. The s5 finale burned me the hell out after all that pain with pretty much nothing to show for it, and I struggled over the summer with the thought that I was finally having to withdraw from it in bits and pieces. I watched 6x01, but… nope. That pretty much put the lid on it that I wasn’t prepared to go back at the same level again, and probably wouldn’t be.

As noted, and as anyone who has read my fics can attest, I have no problem with angst. I love angst, even long-term and complex angst. I love serious and dark and morally challenging stories, they are some of my favorites. But as I have also said, I do have a problem when that angst results, to my view, in no measurable story progress and the endless repetition of long-played-out character arcs. I just watched CS struggle to be together for all of season 5. I don’t want to watch more of Emma Has Walls or Killian Keeps Secrets Because He’s Guilty or Oh Look, They’re Separated and Will Die. It’s just… not interesting to me. So I still love them as a ship, but I’ve almost completely disengaged from wanting or expecting canon to provide any kind of satisfying or well-thought-through fulfillment for them. I’ve written tons and tons of fics (and novels). I write all the time. I analyze things for a living. I am an English tutor and a history teacher. I’m a storyteller. I have spent a long time with these characters and coming up with and thinking through what I want to see for them. That doesn’t mean I’m Better ™ than the writers, but it also means that any effort I put in feels like way more than they are, and that’s not a fun or stimulating way to engage with a fandom.

I don’t do hate-watching, and I certainly am not about to rain on the parade of people who do still love it as much as ever (which as I have said many times, I am happy for them). So it’s just better to focus on things that I DO actively enjoy and which I find rewarding and engaging. This year has been incredibly tough for me since about last November and the Orange Nazi’s election (and before that, really). I don’t need to put my limited and valuable free time into things that are just going to drain me or make me annoyed more than I already am. Fandom, once again and though it sometimes can be anything but, is supposed to be fun. And I am trying to space out my interests and have several different places to turn to for inspiration, rather than putting all my eggs in one basket. As noted, it’s just not healthy, and I have to take care with that.

As also noted, I was truly happy about the CS engagement and I will watch their wedding and probably reblog a lot of gifs from it. But I can look at said gifs and enjoy their cute moments and feel as if I’m getting what I need to, rather than having to slog through all of season 6. And honestly, if OUAT is losing people like me – a super, SUPER dedicated fan with years of investment and high-level commitment and fandom participation and creation – it doesn’t take too much guesswork to see that it’s probably losing regular viewers like crazy as well, and that’s why the ratings have taken a nosedive. I know I’m not alone, because I know a lot of fellow fandom people who just can’t muster up the same level of investment, and we’ve all paid our dues. We don’t have to “prove” anything or get caught in the inevitable “Who’s a Real/Better Fan” drama that just makes the whole cycle even more draining. We’re just engaging how we choose to, over a fictional narrative that has meant a ton to us, but has also changed, and we have as well.

So yeah. I still care. I am still a fan. But I think it’s important to remember, as always, that fandom is a FICTIONAL space, and that the people who engage in it are real, with all the hangups and changes of interest and needs and triggers and emotional reasons that go along with that, and we only interact with each other on a very limited basis through tumblr, which is obviously not face to face and where we curate the content we want to post/focus/present. It’s not objective, and it’s fun and amazing and collaborative, but it can also provide a somewhat limited perspective of who people are, what they’re doing, and why they decide to move on from something. So yeah, that’s where I am.


anonymous asked:

hey! i just discovered your blog and found out that you really don't like lucas or peyton (neither do i) and i wanted to know your reasons for not liking them (i wanted to see if they were the same as mine :))

I feel like when you asked this you maybe didn’t know that questions like these are things that I feel I have spent my whole life preparing to answer.  I hope you are prepared for a somewhat in depth explanation of my feelings on the subject. Also, there will be spoilers for late seasons so that’s my “spoiler” warning.

First of all, let me start by saying that I don’t always hate Peyton.  And by that I mean that there are a few moments that I don’t hate her, but I’m not here to talk about those.  I think my #1 reason for absolutely hating Peyton is that she broke Jake’s heart and, honestly, I will NEVER forgive her for that.  Mark Schwann even said that Jake and Peyton would have been perfectly happy together, but no she had to be with Lucas. Honestly, Peyton.  Jake is 100x better than Lucas and he has proven that he is responsible and committed.  Fuck you for breaking his heart.  Then, we can talk about how she was consistently a terrible friend to Brooke. I will admit that Peyton did like Lucas first and yes, maybe Brooke shouldn’t have gone after him before Peyton had a chance to.  But if I’m going to argue that point, I also need to bring up the fact that Peyton never said flat out to Brooke that she was in to Lucas.  Peyton was too busy being all wannabe loner I’m going to hide my feelings for this boy and hope my friend notices and maybe if I’m lucky he will like me back too.  Which he did.  But we will get to that a bit later.  Then Brooke starts dating this boy, and Peyton goes after him anyway.  Now that would be bad enough by itself, but NO.  She does this again.  Multiple times.  How could you fuck over your best friend like that consistently?  Remember that time you both burned the letter together because fuck boys we shouldn’t let a boy come between our friendship?  Remember, “He was on the door Peyton, he was on the damn door under me.”  Maybe treat your best friend with a little more respect?  Especially because Brooke deserves the world but she chose to have you and that boy in her life when she could have done SO MUCH BETTER.  THEN, you finally get the boy of your dreams, with the baby your best friend will probably never have.  Remember the time she said, and I quote, “You are going to have a huge role in this baby’s life.” Except the minute she gets home with the baby, her and her now-husband ride off into the sunset with said baby never to be heard from again.  Does Sawyer even know the girl she was named after (middle name, but still)?  Does Sawyer have a relationship with her Aunt Brooke like Jamie does? NO.  You literally just got the guy and the baby and fucking left.  Brooke CAME BACK TO TREE HILL FOR YOU AND YOU JUST LEFT WHEN YOU GOT WHAT YOU WANTED?  Selfish bitch.  AND THEN YOU DON’T EVEN COME BACK FOR YOUR BEST FRIEND’S WEDDING? WHAT THE FUCK PEYTON?  People always go on and on about Peyton and Brooke’s friendship, but honestly?  Haley proved to be a MUCH better best friend to Brooke than Peyton ever was.

Lucas time.  Oh Lucas.  Before I get into the good stuff, let me just say that I think the way he treated Haley in the beginning was awful.  I mean, I know the guy your best friend is into is currently treating you like crap, but get over it.  She’s doing this for you and she doesn’t deserve to be treated like crap.  I mean, when she got the tattoo, it was long past the time he was allowed to hold a grudge.  Get over it already and just accept that your best friend found a man that is a thousand times better than you and stop being jealous and just be a good friend.  Now… The thing with Lucas is that he literally just cannot make up his fucking mind and decides to destroy a friendship in the process.  I mean, who does that?  Selfish assholes that’s who.  He knows he wants to be with Peyton.  You know he knows that.  He knows that the whole time.  When he’s with Brooke.  When he’s with Lindsey.  Youkeep going back to Peyton so why the fuck aren’t you just with fucking Peyton? Why do you have to hurt other people in the process?  He gives Brooke all these speeches.  “You’re the girl for me Brooke Davis.”  “The difference is I love you, Brooke.  I wanna be with you, not Peyton.”  blah blah blah.  And then when Peyton asks him who he wants standing next to him when all his dreams come true, he says Brooke.  But he knows its Peyton.  And then when the moment comes, who does he go to? Oh, that’s right, Peyton.  Don’t worry about Brooke though.  She doesn’t care that you just fucked her over again.  Helped destroy her friendship with her “best friend” and then just leave her for her best friend.  I repeat, selfish asshole.  Okay, so then he proposes to Peyton when they’re 19, and gets all offended when she doesn’t say yes.  NEWSFLASH LUCAS:  You’re not Nathan and Peyton is not Haley.  There is only one Naley on this show and you certainly are not it. So he moves on and gets together with his editor and then starts fucking around with Peyton some more.  Like that time he said to her, “He’s not good enough for you.”  Excuse the fuck out of me Lucas, but who the fuck do you think you are?  What gives you the right to say that?  AND HE PROPOSED TO LINDSEY WITH KEITH’S RING! Does he not understand the meaning of that ring?  That was Peyton’s ring and he’s lucky as hell that she still wanted it in the end. Okay, and THEN he writes The Comet while he’s with Lindsey as if it’s just some book about a comet when he knows The Comet is about Peyton because she drives a comet and seriously Lucas are you still trying to pretend that you don’t want to be with Peyton.  Lucas literally spent 5 seasons playing the longest, most destructive, and most painful game of “hard-to-get” that I have EVER witnessed.  Finally, let’s not forget that he leaves with Peyton and his baby. As if he doesn’t have a nephew/godson looking up to him.  As if he doesn’t have a “best friend” (*cough*Haley*cough*) he’s leaving behind. He, too, just drives off into the sunset with his now-wife and his baby and forgets about everyone.  Where was he when Haley was going through her depression? Why weren’t you at Brooke’s wedding? Why did you disappear, and then, when Nathan gets kidnapped, you show up in an airport (with awful hair to match your awful insides), take the kids, and run.  At this point even Chris Keller is a better friend to Haley than you are.  (side note: in case you didn’t know, I love Chris Keller)

In conclusion:

  1. Brooke deserved better, and got it with Haley and Julian.
  2. Haley deserved better, and got it with Nathan and Brooke.
  3. Even Nathan deserved better, and got it with Clay and Julian.
  4. Jamie is lucky to have Uncle Skillz and Mouth and Aunt Brooke.
  5. I thoroughly enjoyed the world of Tree Hill without Lucas and Peyton.
  6. The selfish asshole and the selfish bitch were fucking perfect for each other.