The thousands of cheers from around the sold out stadium echoes through the cool night, every single one directed towards Justin. It’s kind of crazy to think about it - that people literally spend hundreds of dollars just to see him from what probably is a shitty seat at the back of an arena, but at the same time its flattering, and by now I bet his rather used to it.
“I don’t know if you guys heard me, Are you guys having fun tonight?!” He repeats into the mic, fiddling with the gold chain bracelet around his hand.
Once again the stadium filled with screams and cheers from the beliebers, this time twice as loud. I watch as Justin let his eyes drift over to the side of the arena, and decides to yell “Top row, you guys having up there?!” And they continue to cheer.
Then the other side, “What about this side, you guys having fun up there?!”
A small smile fell onto his face as he leans back and removes the gum from his mouth muttering, “Alright, as long as were having fun. Just livin’ the moment.”
Then continues to move forward and lightly strum the first notes to Cold Water. A second later his hand moves back to his mouth, placing the gum he removed earlier back inside. I can’t help but roll my eyes at my boyfriends indecisiveness. Once more he continues to strum the guitar before for the third time, removing his hand and looking down onto the chain.
“This damn bracelet is annoying.”
Suddenly moving his wrist towards the guitar and using his bracelet to tap the strings while saying, “You see all this noise, I don’t like that noise. It sounds wrong. I’m not diggin’ it.”
I can’t help but smile. Its so cute when he just speaks his mind, and I can tell the crowd feels the same since I do notice a few people chuckling up the front.
Turning towards the wings of the stage, where Scooter, I and the backstage crew are all standing, he jokingly adds, “See Y/N this is your fault - Giving me this bracelet.”
After fumbling around with it for a while trying to remove it, he grumbles “Stupid bitch.” Under his breath, causing not only me but the crowd to laugh. “One second guys.” He announces.
While still attempting to take off the bracelet I bought him for our 3 year anniversary, he decides to make a witty joke, beginning it with, “Why did the chicken cross the road?”
The crowd actually responded with a whole lot of “Why’s?” And justin immediately respondes with “He wanted to get to the other side.”
A small smile cracks his lips as the crowd chuckles at his terrible joke and even chose to acknowledge how dumb it was by adding, “That was stupid.” then adds “but it was funny.”
Finally giving up, his head shoots up to look around the crowd asking “Does someone wanna come help me get this off my wrist?”
Girls from the crowd shoot up and cheer immediately with there hands in the air. As for Justin who is still sitting and waiting for someone come to his rescue. Scooter waists no time in suddenly beginning to push on my back, motioning me forward.
“Go help him.” He demands with a smirk.
“What?!” My eyes trail down my body, instinctively cringing at my purpose sweatpants and staff hoodie I chose to wear. I looked terrible. “Nah-ah. No way.”
“Who cares about what your wearing, go help him!” He chuckles.
“I care! Plus I don’t wanna just walk out on stage! That’s scary.” I pout but scooter shows no remorse.
“Just go!” He puts his arms on my shoulders and pushes me out onto the stage. This time, I can’t turn back because by the way every one in the crowd has heightened there screams, they’ve definitely seen me.
I sigh and mentally note ‘there no turning back now’ before jogging forward over to the seat Justin was seated on by the edge. Justin’s eyes trail around the stage, looking for the reason the screams in the crowd have increased, and once seeing me making my way over, smiles and extends a hand for me to grab.
I don’t hesitate to reach for his gesture and quickly dash over to remove this bracelet as fast as I can so I can get off the stage as soon as possible. At first, Justin is no help at all. Instead, he begins rubbing my arm and trying to get me to sit and stay next to him. “Justin, stop fidgeting.” I laugh.
Justin shrugs his shoulders as if not having any idea what I was talking about before settling and begins cooperating with the process. This bracelet is so damn stubborn! But after some pull and tug, Justin says, “Pull it from this side.”
“Yeah, and you unclip it from over there.”
The crowd aw’s in affection at our teamwork.
As we work together and finally get the bracelet removed, I jump up in achievement and grab a hold of the bracelet myself. As I’m about to make my way back off stage, Justin grabs my arm and pulls me back pouting. “Stay.”
I chuckle nervously and take a glance at the screaming crowd in anticipation, finally turning back to Justin to shake my head.
“Oh c'mon!” He encourages, grabbing my hip and pulling me towards him. I fall onto the seat beside him, my back pressed against his side while his arm rest around my waist. “Have a little fun. I’ll sing you a nice sooong.” He coo’s as if I was a child. “give you a little kiiiss. We can cuddllle.”
“Shut up.” I chuckle to which Justin smiles.
“I’ll take that as a yes.”
Meanwhile, the crowd has hit the fan, their cheers going wild in a frenzy of excitement. Justin places his arm around my shoulders while using his hand to hold the right notes on the guitar neck. His other hand strumming lightly at the body.
After commenting about how terribly the guitar is tuned, he finally begins singing Cold water in a soft, melodic tone.
“Everybody gets high sometimes you know…What else can we do when were feelin’ low? - C'mon sing it with me baby!”
I chuckle at his enthusiasm and decide to not ruin the song and just keep my mouth shut, but frozen with a smile.
“So I wanna lay with you told I’m old!” He sang, causing my to furrow my eyebrows in confusion.
“Baby you sang it wrong.” I whispered into his side.
Still strumming the guitar, he looks over at me “Really? I did? Well then how does it go?”
“It goes, ’What else can we do when were feelin’ low? So take a deep breath and let it go -…” I quickly sing as Justin smirks.
I hadn’t realised that justin had actually moved the mic towards me, causing my voice to echo throughout the entire arena, the crowd cheering like crazy in the background while Justin smirked menacingly.
“Hey!” I pouted. “You stuffed the lyrics on purpose!”
“How’d you know?” He chuckled sarcastically. “Well, since you started it you gotta finish. C'mon baby lets go!”
With a sigh, I finally decided to just give in and continue with Justin. “And if you feel your sinking….”
And the art that caused me to be in this pitiful is none other than ‘Spring Day’ by BTS.
'Spring Day’ is easily my favourite comeback so far.
After all, it is the most honest, sincere and beautiful piece they have released.
The song is just so pure, so heart wrenching. The production is fantastic and their voices….
Many people say that BTS does not have good vocalists because they cannot hit a lot of super high notes. True, if a voice has all the falsettos in the world in is nothing without emotion. And emotion is something that BTS can deliver not to 100 % but rather to an infinite amount. Their voices carry pain, longing and sincerity.
Now why am I mentioning sincerity so many times? Well, an artist without having sincerity is a writer with no pen or paper or any method of writing. Sincerity is essential, it is what captures the attention of the listener because it allows the reader to be able to relate. Even if the listener cannot relate he or she might want to retry to understand.
Spring Day achieves just that. After all, the song is honest and so is BTS. These are emotions all feel. These are the emotions that remind us that we too are humans.
And the music video, of the music video fits so well! The MV creates the feeling that this is not simply an MV, but rather is a coming of age movie, meant to showcase, pain, longing, confusion but also hope.
The shots of the, passing each other, only to at some points get together feel so sad, so painful and interestingly beaver when they are together for me, although there is a lighter feeling it still feels like something is still missing for them. Because they still keep running and they indeed are cut of by the train carrying Jungkook himself.
But at least they are together. At least they no longer have to suffer alone but can share the burdens that they have. They are each others ‘light’
The MV also allows for so much interpretation from the first watch.
One might take them as a random choice. However, the clothes could also mean that they have let their old selves go. They could mean the they feel worthless, like they can be called ‘dirty’ at any moment and discarded. Or they could mean that they have washed there ‘stains’, their pain.
The scenes at the staircase and at the carousel when they seem unable to find each other can be seen as painful as them losing each other.
Or it could be that they still haven’t found the others yet.
Maybe, there are all in front each other…Maybe they haven’t looked properly.
The train with Kookie that passes BTS could mean that Jungkook is leaving the past behind…
Or he could simply be going forward, not yet knowing of the people he will get to meet, the same people who are in the same compartment as him.
And the shoes that hand from the tree… are they can mean death, the murder of their own selves.
But they could also mean that BTS has exchanged their pain for appreciating and loving themselves. Because they are no longer alone. No, this time they have each other. And so they are letting their old selves die in hopes for a better future them to be born.
And more interpretations can be made. They just depend on how people feel at the moments and what they want to believe. I like the idea that they simply search for each other, but that proves difficult at first cause they do not know exactly whom they are searching for. I like to believe that this MV is a look, a battle for the future. But I also love reading others interpretations.
And that is what this song and music video.
So thank you BTS, for once again getting out of you comfort zone and creating this masterpiece.
Thank you for bringing us all together.
Thank you for creating powerful music that speaks to all.
But also there are other people that deserve to be thanked.
People who sit silently and work endlessly to make this happen. Thank you to all the staff and the crew. Thank you to all those who helped make this happen, whether you are the MV director, or the person bringing the brush to the make up people.Because these people are too a huge reason why we have these MVs.
Thank you to all those that help with the creation of the songs.
Thank you to all whom advertise these boys, to all whom support them.
And thank you to my fellow ARMYs, who no matter what shit we get from others, continue to support these boys.
BTS has released one of their most beautiful works yet.
So lets support them!
ARMY loves you BTS… I love you BTS!
Thank you for reading!
PS… Who’s ready for Not Today? Not me that’s for sure
just a quick note for anyone seeing brendon on broadway this summer.
i’m not making this post about what to wear and all that stuff as i think that should be your own choices, even if there are ‘expectations’ (but obviously you cant go in anything disrespectful). i’m here to talk about meeting brendon and the behaviour about it.
so yes, it is confirmed brendon will be coming out of the stage door, as it is a broadway tradition, to take some pictures and sign a few stuff. firstly, remember that it is going to take brendon a while to take off his costume, make up and any other theatre gear he’s wearing. please don’t expect him to be his usual energetic pre-show self. secondly, he won’t be able to see everyone waiting for him so please do not have a go at him or any of the crew as not everything is possible. i really hope fans who attend during the first night or week don’t ruin it for fans who have tickets that are much later on in his show schedule as it has also been confirmed that if fans show disrespectful behaviour, or create an abrupt scene, he won’t be coming out anymore. also, please show respect for the other actors too… even if you are just there for brendon! the stage door will be very busy, so a quick tip is to pack all your stuff up at the intermission so when the show is over and everyone’s done bowing, you can pick up your stuff and leave quickly. also, try to ask staff where the stage door actually is and where the nearest exit is to get there. it’ll help you a lot!
at the end of the day, i hope you all have fun seeing brendon on broadway, it’ll truly be something unforgettable. the show kinky boots itself, and also brendon as a main role. i have faith in the fan base that they can keep a behaviour to a respectable standard! just imagine if you had the chance to meet brendon and it was stopped because of other people creating mob scenes. oh, and also think about brendon. this is a dream for him. don’t let him down.
In the Arms of Justice Pt. 16 (Cop!Bucky Drabble Series)
Characters: reader x Detective Barnes, Natasha, Rumlow.
Summary: Reader is a witness to a crime, tying her to the investigation as well as the police involved. She never would have guessed how that one night would continue to change her life years later.
Warnings: Some anxiety, also blood, murder, weapon and death mentions (none of it graphic), violence against women, gritty police drama tv show kind of feel.
Word Count: 1054
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A/N: I’M BACK, BABY. A thousand apologies that it took so long for me to find my groove and stop being afraid of this fic. heh. I finally tackled it and miraculously, I’m in love with it again! Detective Barnes is back and I’m so excited for what’s ahead. :D Part 17 will be posted Friday, May 19!
Entering her office once again, Natasha stepped forward.
“Y/N, this is Mr. Kopecky. His aunt and uncle immigrated from the Czech Republic and he would like to keep them here legally.”
The man was facing away from you, reading the degrees and certificates adorning the esteemed lawyer’s office wall.
“Nice to meet you, Mr. Kope…”
As he turned your way, you lost all power of speech, ice freezing in your veins.
You remained frozen in place, eyes transfixed on the man who held a knife at your throat two nights ago and now haunted your dreams. Although, if you had passed him on the street you might not have recognized him. Instead of the bleach-blond hair and a clean shaven face, he now wore a knitted cap over a bald head with a few days’ stubble dotting his chin. Horn-rimmed glasses were perched on his nose and he wore khaki trousers with a long-sleeved black sweater and dress shoes. If it weren’t for the cold eyes fixed on yours and the scar on his left cheek, you could have sworn it wasn’t the same man.
Light bruising was visible under his eyes, you noticed as he took a few steps forward. His nose might not have been broken by your head striking it, but you definitely left your mark. Seeing him approach from across the room, you finally thawed enough to stumble to Natasha’s side.
“H-how did he get in here?” you whispered to her, your eyes never leaving his face.
Ladybug cradled her arm to her chest and bit back a sob of pain.
It had been a mistake.
She should have been smart, she should have waited for Chat to arrive. He was the melee fighter, not her. As much as it killed her sometimes to watch him dive in head first, there was no denying that there was a logic to their partnership. He was designed to take the brunt of the damage while she was supposed to be the attacker.
She had never really put a lot of thought into how much protection the suit could give her. She had never needed to before.
She heard the hurried sound of footsteps darting into the alley behind her, but she didn’t know if she had it in her to run away.
She would know that voice anywhere. He was the reason she was cowering here in the first place.
“Ladybug are you ok?” Adrien said, his breath coming hard and fast from his sprint to chase after her.
She didn’t say anything, tears trailing down her cheeks as she continued to clutch at her injured arm.
She was a failure.
The footsteps stopped and she could feel him drop to the ground behind her.
“Ladybug?” Adrien said again, placing his hand hesitantly on her shoulder.
A choked sob of pain, and exhaustion, and shame forced its way out of her throat and she huddled down further. He shouldn’t see her like this. No one should ever see her like this. She was supposed to be a hero, not a sad, broken girl who literally almost let her infatuation get her killed.
She felt Adrien pull his hand back as if he had been burned, and then hear him shift around so that he was kneeling in front of her.
“Hey, it’s ok,” he said tenderly, “it’s going to be ok.” He reached up and gently brushed her bangs away from her face and she couldn’t resist the pull of his gaze. His smile was kind and calm, but his eyes shone with worry. “Please,” he begged softly, “talk to me.”
“Adrien,” she sobbed, sagging forward into his arms.
“It’s alright, I’ve got you,” he soothed, holding he;2r loosely so as not to jostle her injury. “How badly are you hurt, do you need to go to a hospital?”
She shook her head, seeking comfort in his embrace. “No, I can’t. The Akuma-”
“Can wait,” he interrupted. “What matters right now is are you ok?” He pulled away from her slightly, his hands coming to cradle her face.
“I’m… I’m ok, but I think my arm is broken.”
He nodded pulling off his overshirt and wrapping it around her to make a makeshift sling.
“Don’t drop your transformation, it will be worse for you if you do. Luckily it will all be good as new once you use your powers. It shouldn’t be too hard to get the akuma back to you.”
“I need to call Chat,” she said fumbling for her yo-yo, but Adrien grabbed her hand and held her still.
“He already knows, just relax. We need to get you somewhere safer than this.”
A fresh round of tears burned down her cheeks.
“I am sorry, I am so sorry,” she cried, burying her face into his tee-shirt.
“What are you talking about? You have nothing to be sorry for.”
“I do I failed!”
“What are you talking about? You are a hero, you saved me.”
“And I was so caught up in trying to impress you that I almost got myself killed! Or worse! I could have lost my miraculous! And now I don’t even know if I can fight. I’m letting down everyone! You, Chat-”
“Hey,” he interrupted, “you haven’t let down anyone. Least of all me.”
She let out a small gasp as he wiped the tears away from her eyes. She felt herself flush under the weight of his smile, his thumbs reverently tracing along her cheeks.
“You… you were trying to impress me?” he asked breathlessly.
“I… well I…” the words died in her throat as he leaned closer, his eyes boring into hers, “yes,” she whispered.
“Why would you do that?” he murmured, his lips pausing just a hair’s breadth away from her own.
“Because.. Because I-” she leaned in the rest of the way. Everything faded except for the glorious sensation of his mouth moving against hers, his hands still cupping her face, holding her as if terrified that she would disappear. He tasted like chocolate and mint and cream, like a rich drink that you just want to savor as it warms you. He nibbled hesitantly on her lower lip and she deepened the kiss, losing herself in the feel of him. He pressed forward, one arm wrapping around her back and she broke away with a cry of pain, her arm trapped between them.
“Sorry! I’m sorry,” he stammered, awkwardly petting her upper arm. “This problem isn’t the right time for… well…” he coughed, his face going scarlet.
He stood and helped her to her feet as well. “We should get you someplace safe and deal with that akuma.” He began leading her out of the alley and back towards the main street towards a familiar cafe. He put an arm around her shoulder and she couldn’t resist leaning her head against him as he guided her into the small shop. It wasn’t until he was settling her down into a chair by the shops fire, the various staff and patrons whispering excitedly at her presence, that his words actually registered.
“I thought you said Chat was dealing with the akuma?” she asked, confused.
“He’s been a little preoccupied,” Adrien laughed nervously, “but I think it’s time he got to work on fetching a butterfly for you, don’t you think My Lady?”
“Adrien?” she gasped, eyes going wide as she stared at him.
He smiled- wide, and happy, and just a little sheepish. He brought her fingertips to his lips and gave them a delicate kiss.
“We’ll talk when I get back,” he said with a wink, the turned and hurried out.
I love Wintergatan and Martin is the most brilliant person I’ve ever seen. I’ve been a fan for about a year now and only now do I draw some fanart, GG self lol. I was gonna draw the Marble Machine but… Christ, have you seen that thing?? It’d take me a month to draw it :’3 So instead here’s Martin with the music box, which wasn’t easy to draw (even when I simplified it a little) but it was easier than the Marble Machine at least.
Go check out Wintergatan if you haven’t yet!! (x) (x) (x)
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It’s all speculation, but I suspect Niall resisting the ‘hiatus’ was as much about all of the other people the band supported as it was about himself. He really seemed to look out for 1D’s musical band, crew, management, support staff - all the people who were essential to their success but who haven’t walked away with tens of millions of dollars setting them up for life. He seems to have stayed close with many of them, and continues to work with at least some of them on his solo career. I love that Niall is loyal to the people who have helped him get where he is today, while also having the confidence to ask for what he wanted as a solo artist and switch labels when Capitol stepped up for him. And I can’t wait to see where he goes from here, supported by people he trusts helping him to achieve everything he hopes for from his solo career.
hi! i’ve camped out for six of the seven twenty one pilots shows i’ve been to (ironically the one I didn’t camp out for was the last one), totaling 160 hours spent camping. for my first time camping i was twentieth in line, and for my most recent one, in new york, i was first. being first in line, it fell to me to organize the entire line for that show, so it was a good opportunity to master the practice of lining up. i’ve camped for shows in wisconsin, ohio, new york, and even for their saturday night live performance. i don’t mean to state this in a boastful way- i’ve gotten a few asks about camping out and figured i would put this experience to good use in making a guide for it. if you want to prepare for an upcoming show, or understand the line at your past show better, give it a read. i incorporated all of my experiences, my friends’ experiences, and things i’ve seen online (through an objective scope) into this guide, because no two shows have been the same, in terms of lining up. for the most part, camping comes down to luck: luck with the venue. it’s explained in detail under the readmore.
Adam Bourbon is the sole heir to the Earldom of Villeneuve, and loves to attend parties in London, gamble and spend ridiculous amounts of money of clothes and material possessions.
He’s been the centre of numerous scandals (with both married and unmarried women) that his father desperately pays to keep out of the papers for fear of his own reputation.
After realizing they’re loosing money and their estate is at risk due to a bad investment, Adam’s cold and distant father tells him he must marry and settle down, or he’ll be disinherited and the estate and title will do to the next heir (a very distant cousin).
Not wanting to lose his inheritance or title, Adam begrudgingly agrees and his father orders him to stay at the family estate in the country to keep out of trouble. His father rarely spends time there, but nonetheless starts organizing dinners with respectable potential brides for Adam, though he shows little interest.
Months of unsuccessful marriage attempts go by, and Adam feels as though there’s no one for him, until a woman in a maid’s dress catches his eye.
Belle is hired by Cogsworth and Mrs.Potts as a housemaid in the earldom’s big house. She is content with her position, but knows that she’d doesn’t want to work in service forever. She’s saving up to travel and see libraries all over the world.
Belle quickly becomes friends with Plumette, the head housemaid.
Adam and Belle accidentally meet when she walks into the library to dust and set the fire, and is taken aback to see that Adam is there.
She apologizes, saying she thought he’d be hunting with the rest of his visiting relatives, and he says he was never keen on the hunt. He also lets it slip that his father teases him mercilessly because of it, and says some not-so-kind remarks about him. After quickly realizing he shouldn’t have said that, Belle promises not to tell anyone. Adam smiles, doesn’t say a word, and leaves Belle to her duties.
Adam starts “accidentally” running into Belle whenever he can, interrupting her duties. Belle eventually becomes slightly frustrated with Adam’s advances as he’s inconveniencing her and if they were to be found out, she would be sacked. He realizes this, eventually, and backs off (if a little reluctantly).
One afternoon, Adam catches Belle in the library, secretly reading his mother’s copy of Romeo and Juliet, and can’t help but let out a snort of disapproval. Belle jumps, quickly putting the book back as Adam saunters into the library.
Adam: “Of all the books in this room, you choose to read that one?”
Belle: “It’s my favourite, actually.” She’s trying (albeit not successfully) to not sound offended.
Adam: “But all the heartache and the pining… there are so many better things to read.”
Belle: “Well I haven’t had the luxury of a library such as this.”
Adam: “You have that now.”
Belle looks at him like he’s lost his mind. “What- what do you mean?”
Adam: “You can borrow any of these books, if you want to.”
Belle: “Does your father allow the staff to borrow from the library?”
Adam: “Oh, no. He keeps a ledger that even I have to use. But I would be willing to sign my name next to the books you want to read.”
Belle can’t help but let out a small laugh of joy.
On one of the staff’s nights off, Belle, Plumette, and the other maids head down to the visiting fair in the village. Belle decides to stay a bit later, and is noticed by a few young men who start to make unwanted advances. These advances start to get violent, and Adam (who had come to the fair out of nostalgia and remembering when his mother used to take him) notices these men ganging up on Belle and fights them off.
With all the adrenaline and an injured Belle, Adam rushes home and doesn’t leave her in her small bedroom in the servants’ quarters, but instead brings her to a guest bedroom.
Adam decides to revive a tradition put away when his mother died: the servants’ ball
It’s basically an excuse for his to dance with Belle in a non-scandalous setting.
Cogsworth is worried by the idea, thinking the Earl will find out, but Adam persists (with the help of Lumière and Plumette) and Cogsowrth eventually, begrudgingly accepts.
So, after seeing many of our beloved conventions begin to close their doors and/or go on indefinite hiatus, a few of us have been kicking around the idea of starting a new Sherlock Convention altogether! We’ve been so sad to see so many wonderful events end and don’t want to lose any more opportunities to gather together as a fandom and celebrate the things we love! While our ideas are still in the works, we want to make this a very inclusive event where you can come celebrate the shows, movies, comics, ships and fandoms you love. Writers, artists, cosplayers, fans and everything in between are welcome! We plan to have lots of panels, costume contests, drinking games, dance parties, artists alley, the works. While this is going to be Sherlock Holmes centered, we do plan to also include events for other beloved fandoms (i.e Yuri On Ice, Check Please, Eyewitness, Marvel Universe, etc). We’ll be asking for more advice on those once we get times/days/places nailed down.
We are fully aware of how much work and commitment this would take and while we are in the early stages of planning, we think we could really make it work with the right support! So we would LOVE to get started on asking for help from our fellow fandom members now! We are considering doing the actual convention in the north/northeastern states of the U.S (Indiana, Ohio, Pennsylvania, Wisconsin, Minnesota, etc.) where some of us are located and are currently scouting out areas to hold the convention at.
If you are in these areas and/or can travel easily to these areas for the actual event and would be interested in helping this new Sherlock Con come alive, we’d love to hear from you! Please send me a message if you have interest in becoming part of our staff and/or volunteering, and I will add you to our Tumblr group. If you are interested in attending this event and/or want to help get the word out, please like and/or reblog as well as signal boost for all our fellow Sherlockians!
*Anyone with convention planning experience as well would be a major help!*
Thank you all very much and we are so excited to make this happen!
I’ve been trying to decide whether or not I actually want to talk about our Dashcon experience. If you know us IRL you’ll know that my wife and I recently went on a trip to Canada/Chicago purely to attend Dashcon. And following what happened with the convention, I was in two minds. Do we simply wash our hands of the whole situation, or do we talk about what happened?
Given that my wife received an anonymous message on her blog telling her to go and hang herself, I was leaning more toward the former. I almost wanted to pretend like we were never there. But after reading almost everything about the disaster, I think there are a couple of things that need to be said from our perspective.
IF YOURE STILL TAKING REQUESTS, COULD YOU PLEASE DRAW SHORT HAIRED ALLURA!?
*sdfbwrogoboiwrobg* starts playing. HELL YES, I CAN. I never knew how much i needed this until now. I love her, oh my god. (I imagined if Allura ever got short hair, it would be fluffy, big and all over the place.)
My Kallura shipping ass has got some theories about how allura would get short hair below:
There’s one thing about Dracula adaptations that always bugs me: the reincarnated wife plot. Dracula is haunted by tragic death of the love of his life, usually from before he became a vampire. (In Francis Ford Copolla’s fever dream Vlad the Impaler is so sad about his dead wife that he yells at God and stabs a cross and that turns you into a vampire, apparently). Then, he lays eyes on Mina. He immediately knows that she is his dead wife reborn through oceans of time or whatever. Their love is destined and he must have her.
I’m particularly thinking about Coppola’s Bram Stoker’s Dracula (which is a ludicrously inappropriate title; I’ve decided to go with BS Dracula instead). The NBC Dracula series also jumps on the dead wife bandwagon. Dracula Untold too, though as far as I can tell that movie has less than one percent to do with the novel. (I get the feeling these adaptations are playing follow the commercially successful leader). For an interesting change of pace, there’s also the 1973 Dracula starring Jack Palance where Lucy is the reincarnated wife.
I hate this cliché with every fiber of my being. I don’t want it anywhere near my favorite novel. Honestly, I don’t think I’d want this story anywhere. But, it’s particularly awful in the context of the original novel. Let me just sort of spew my rageful thoughts out here, particularly with BS Dracula in mind.
Firstly, this plot completely takes away Mina’s agency. Dracula is the only one who remembers their connection. He has to tell her that they’re supposed to be soulmates. And, he starts pursuing her before she knows any of this. There’s some hefty entitlement going on here. She was with him before, so she’s going to be with him now, even if she has no memory of it. He lost his lady, he was sad, he spent hundreds of years moping and murdering innocent people, and then he gets a replacement. She takes away his sadness and brings out his better nature (not that he attempts to make any restitution to his victims; apologizing for eating babies just wouldn’t be romantic, I guess).
Mina isn’t presented as having any real choice in the matter. She has to be same woman as she was in her previous life. She has to love him back. Her previous life up to this point doesn’t matter. It’s like that bit from Daria: without knowing it, she’s just been waiting her entire life for him to show up and now her life can really begin. She exists to be in love with him.
Yet, this relationship is supposed to be positive for both of them. Being with Dracula fulfills some need she wasn’t even consciously aware of before. Because, you see, Victorian society is repressing her sexuality and individuality. So, she needs a man to come along and liberate her. Of course, she can’t be really fulfilled with Jonathan. I mean, come on, he’s a kind, naïve, well-mannered, generally nice guy. How boring is that? He needs to be a complicated, ambiguous, dangerous, mysterious, dark and brooding loner who murders people, but he feels bad about it so it’s okay.
That brings me to the second thing that enrages me about the dead wife cliché: how it stands in comparison to the canonical relationship between Jonathan and Mina.
Dracula and Mina’s love is supposed to be based on destiny. They’re in love because they’re soulmates. They’re in love because they’re in love. It’s a grand romance that was always meant to be. But, it doesn’t feel like it’s based on anything about them as people and how they relate to each other on a practical level.
Jonathan and Mina’s love is shown in their actions as well as their thoughts towards each other: simple things, not always grand gestures. Jonathan takes recipes home for Mina. She memorizes the train schedule to help him out. They learn shorthand together. They have common interests (“Trains are so cool.” “I know, right?”). They supported each other in their careers. They set up a household together. They deal with day to day issues. I can’t imagine Mina and Dracula working on a budget, doing taxes, discussing schedules with the serving staff, giggling at each others dumb jokes, complaining about the latest changes in the train schedule or just getting ready for bed and chatting over the boring minutiae of the day, like I can with the Harkers.
And even in more extreme situations, their relationship is far more meaningful. Jonathan faces off against vampires and bloodthirsty wolves to see his fiancée again. Mina travels to a strange country on her own and marries Jonathan while he’s in his sick bed. She supports him through is grief and trauma. As I’ve said before, she puts together the group, and is ultimately the one who is responsible for stopping Dracula, because she wants to get to the bottom of what’s wrong with her husband.
Even through the grief of losing his second father and the lingering trauma from his ordeal at Dracula’s hands, Jonathan wants to take care of Mina. To the point that he inadvertently harms her by agreeing to keep her out of the investigation. And he regrets his actions. When Mina says that she’s “unclean,” Jonathan embraces her, reassures her that there’s nothing wrong with her. He tries his best to comfort her as her condition worsens. He will stand by her in life, death, or undeath.
What does Dracula concretely do for her? He feels bad about the countless people he’s murdered. He offers her generic “love.” He fills some need she didn’t know she had, that in the movie comes off primarily as just sexual. She has to be with him. In trope terms, she exists to be his morality pet and replacement goldfish.
I’m not saying I don’t enjoy love at first sight, love that persists across time, reincarnated soulmates. I’m a romantic. But, there needs to be something behind that. I need to know that these people work as friends, as partners. The reincarnated wife plot in BS Dracula and its imitators isn’t romantic. It’s soaring strings, staring into each other’s lives, sex, and vague destiny trying its hardest to tell me that its romantic.
Why would I want to see that when I have Mina and Jonathan’s love story? When I have a personal, real, human love story?
Hell, consider Jack and Lucy’s relationship: a lonely, complicated man with a dark side (and, yeah, a strain of self pity) who is turned down by the woman he loves who is in love with a more traditionally romantic hero. And? He respects her, accepts her choices, supports her even if he’s still hurt by the loss. He doesn’t force the issue, he doesn’t think that she needs his love to make her life complete. He’s a good person. He’s likable despite, maybe because of his faults. We want to see him overcome his demons and live a better life. I don’t want to see Dracula redeemed. I don’t see him as a dark, gothic rebel saving Mina from those stupid, Victorian preps. I don’t want Mina to be reduced to an object for his redemption arc.
He’s a terrifying villain because he’s an abuser, a manipulator, a sadist, who violates people physically, mentally, and emotional to take away their power. Dracula is something fundamentally evil in an unsettlingly real way. There’s nothing sympathetic about Dracula. Rewriting the story to make him an antihero only reflects that the author thinks that Dracula, dark, tortured, dangerous, powerful, is a figure we should identify with, above someone like Jonathan. And popular culture seems to by and large agree that this is the story we want to see. And that doesn’t reflect well on the popular psyche.
The reincarnated wife plot isn’t more interesting than the love story in the book. Jonathan and Mina Harker aren’t boring. They’re a romance we can really aspire to.
As a customer, I have gone off at a customer for being exceptionally rude to the staff at a popular fast food location. The two women in question were obviously caught quite off guard by my audacity at calling them out, probably didn’t help that I was yelling, but there was no apology for the staff and all that came as a result was a pair of flabbergasted faces, their old son giving me the finger while he hid behind his food, a silent eating floor and a very meek “thank you” from the staff member in question.
The difference I mentioned, is that if you defend staff of a restaurant on social media, you’ll get nothing but praise.
In actual public, for defending people who get treated like shit, you need to expect little to no thanks, and in some cases you’ll get shit on for it.
But the staff in question appreciate it, and I’ll appreciate you.
on jakku giving people food freely (i.e. as a gift with no expectation of return) and saying its a gift is how they propose marriage. Giving different food back is how you accept. Rey in the resistance is SO CONFUSED. Why are you all into polygamy resistance people. Everyone is proposing to me. Im flattered general but really jfc where did this come from. I don't even know you random mechanic #6! Oh.... poe/finn... thank you for the apple. Would you like a space potato?
I’M PRETTY SURE WE ALL KNEW TO EXPECT A READ-MORE FROM ME ON THIS ONE. DID ANYONE NOT EXPECT A READ-MORE FROM ME ON THIS ONE? GOOD ‘CUZ WE’RE IN FOR THE LONG HAUL, KIDS.
It’s been three months. Three. Whole. Months. Joshua wasn’t sure how he managed to do it, but he did. The inside of his car was cold as he rubbed his hands together and waited for the heater to pick up. Where were you? The snow was coming down heavier, and you were still nowhere in sight. Joshua shook his head and gripped tightly onto the steering wheel to keep his cool. You’ve been dating him for three months- surprisingly- but you’re still you. Wild. Bold. Blunt. Who knows what trouble you could be getting into?
Your blog is amazing 😍 Can I request a Vernon scenario when you're an idol who's featuring in a Seventeen song and having an interview with them. Basically the hosts start to ship you guys and tease you and the rest of the members tease you too? Ty❤
- you’re an idol and have just been offered to appear in seventeen’s new music video!! - you love seventeen’s songs and you’d love to be able to meet them and work with them - but you’re still hesitating over whether you should accept it or not and honestly you’re leaning more towards no because your schedule’s already packed and you’re afraid of the public’s response - in the end after much convincing from the members of you group, you decided why not and that’s how you find yourself here - you and seventeen were invited on a show to talk about the music video - you walk through the door backstage and you’re immediately spotted by the boys who swarm around you, each telling you how excited they are to work alongside you - you tell them that you’re just as excited but inside you’re actually really nervous because it’s your first time working with another group and you’re afraid of messing up and disappointing them - while waiting for the staff to tell you it’s time to go on, you’re shifting from foot to foot while playing with your clothes, a bad habit you have when you’re nervous or worried - when suddenly someone taps your shoulder - you turn around and you nearly jump in surprise when you see hansol standing so close to you - he smiles and ask “nervous?” and you reply “a little. i mean, what if the public doesn’t like me?? you know how scary the viewers can be, what if they were hoping for someone else?? what if—” - hansol interrupts you and says “don’t worry about it. you’ll do great, alright? i know you will” - and you know those words are simple and you were expecting to hear them somewhere along the way but….. coming from hansol…. they just felt so sincere - you’re all told to go on scene, and after sitting down you realize that you’re sitting in front of hansol and he just grins at you and you’re like stop. don’t do this to me - so the interview starts and the host asks “(name), we heard you’re going to be featured in seventeen’s new music video!! it must be really exciting, right??” - you open your mouth but your words get stuck in your throat and your mind is all over the place as you try to think of an answer to such a simple question - but then you look up to see the warmest brown eyes - hansol is nodding for you to continue, his smile kind and encouraging - and immediately you feel fine again. you answer the host with confidence and smiles, and you make a mental note to thank hansol once this is all over - but slowly, the host notices that you look over at him every time you’re about to speak and a smirk appears on his face and he’s like ohhh i see - and so he decides to have some fun - “ah (name), i see you’ve taken a liking to hansol. you seem to be looking at him a lot hmmm” - then seungkwan screams “OH I NOTICED THAT TOO AND VERNON HAS ONLY BEEN LOOKING AT (NAME) TOO” and before you know it ALL the members have joined in - you and hansol’s faces turn bright red and you both look down because you’re both too shy to even look each other in the eye now - the host eventually stops the teasing when the boys started screaming and over-reacting, and continues the interview but you’re still too afraid to look up at hansol - at some point you do look up and hansol does too, and you both immediately look back down after having eye contact, you cuties - after the show, you go up to hansol and say “thank you for helping me out!! i probably would’ve died on set if it weren’t for you” - modest as he is, he answers “oh no, i didn’t do anything. you did amazing on your own ahahah” and your heart just…… how could you do this to me - when hansol gets called by a staff member, you say goodbye to him and you’re about to leave the building when seungkwan suddenly slides in front of you - he has a wide grin on his face and you’re like oh no what are you thinking - and he says “sooo i noticed you looking over at my best friend” and you’re about to interrupt him but he quickly adds “….and like i mentioned earlier, i noticed him looking at you too” - you say “well yeah i guess, i mean he was helping me out and everything—” - then seungkwan says “no….. even when i was talking and making jokes, he didn’t even look over in my general direction. he normally does because i’m hilarious” - you’re just like “nooo it can’t be i mean….. me???….. no….” - and seungkwan places a hand on your shoulder and says “alright well if you don’t believe me, you’re just going to have to wait and see at the music video filming” and he leaves a confused you behind - so you’re supposed to go to filming in two days and you’ve been sent the script to follow, so basically you have a scene with each member, and most of your scenes are with seungkwan - but when the day of filming comes around……. - “ah (name), seungkwan hasn’t been feeling well lately so he’s switching places with vernon” - this is the first thing the film direction tells you when you get to the shooting area and you just look at him with wide eyes and dropped jaw - you stutter “o-oh!! okay th-thanks for letting me know!!” and when he leaves, seungkwan enters the scene - when he looks over at you and sees your red face, he just grins and makes a peace sign and you’re like omfG SEUNGKWAN I’M GOING TO KILL YOU - hansol notices you and he approaches you and says “oh hey (name), did you… hear about the news??” - and you try so hard not to show your nervousness as you answer “yeah i did, looks like we’ll be working together a lot, huh??” - the director calls everyone to take their places and your first scene is with seungkwan - so woozi decided on a cute yet upbeat concept again similar to pretty u, and it’s about the members being too shy to tell their crush they like them and fearing that they might lose them if they take too much time - the first scene is of you sitting on a bench and then seungkwan walks into the scene and sits on the other side of the bench, making a space between you two - and you’re like good because any closer and you probably would’ve wrung his neck - so you shoot the scene and after several different angle shots, you get up and leave and the director yells “cut” and praises you for your good work - the next few scenes are solos of hansol so seungkwan decides to approach you and talk for a bit - he says “sooo how do you like the change of plans??” and you’re like “SEUNGKWAN HOW COULD YOU” and he says “trust me on this. you’ll see.” - so the director decided to save your and hansol’s scenes together for last, and now you’re both sitting next to each other, both of your legs dangling over the edge of a roof and it’s sunset and the whole thing just feels like a scene out of a drama - while you’re sitting there, you look down to see all the other members wiggling their eyebrows at you both and you’re like i hate you all - hansol looks down and sees them all and just sighs “sorry about those kids” and inside you’re like lol you’re the second youngest hansol what are you saying - you ask “are they always like this?” and he just says “nah….. they’re much worse, trust me” - and while the directors and staff are working on the scene, hansol tells you a bunch of stupid things the boys have done back at the dorm - like that time when there was only a small amount of toothpaste left and seungcheol ran away with it only to get attacked by them all, or that time jeonghan said that he always carries a spoon so that no matter what time it is he can eat - and you both end up laughing while on the roof and the director suddenly screams “CUT” - you both look down at the director who says “your laughing scene was perfect, good job. it looked so natural” - both you and hansol are like “wait what?? we were filming????” - needless to say seungkwan teased you so much for it - filming obviously takes more than one day, so you always come back and the members in your group often point out how you look much happier these past few days - “oh you know, it’s seventeen’s charm” - during filming, every scene you have with hansol, you fall for him deeper and deeper - but honestly you’re kind of sad because….. you fell for someone who probably only thinks of you as a co-worker….. - after this, you guys probably won’t even talk anymore - you push away all negative thoughts and instead focus on your scenes - after a few more days, the music video is finally complete, and the boys line up to give you a hug as thanks for your hard work - except for hansol - he already left - he’s nowhere to be found, and seungkwan clearly sees your disappointment so he walks up to you and says “don’t worry. you’ll see why” and you’re like seungkwan i’ve been hearing that from you since the first day of filming WHEN WILL I SEE IT - but he doesn’t say anything and instead just grins at you - after saying goodbye, you leave the building and sigh as you walk back to your dorm - as you expected, you were nothing but his co-worker - about two weeks later of no hansol seventeen, you’re scrolling through youtube when you see that seventeen’s channel released the new music video!! - YOU’RE LIKE OMG IT’S ALREADY OUT THAT WAS SO FAST?? - so you click on it and honestly you don’t know whether to cringe because you’re watching yourself or scream excitedly because you’re on a seventeen music video - you eventually decide on both - but while watching…… you notice something a bit odd…. - you grab the script sitting next to your bed and you shift your eyes from the script to the screen over and over - and that’s when you realize - all the scenes of hansol looking at you lovingly aren’t scripted - in every scene you both have together….. even when he should be looking straight ahead or down or on the side…. he has his eyes on you - you don’t want to be over-thinking or anything but…. maybe….? - it may be nighttime and you may be in your pyjamas but you don’t care as you rush out into the streets to get to seventeen’s dorm because you have to KNOW - the other members of your group rush to the door and watch you run off, screaming your name - but you ignore them, their voices dying down as you run farther and farther, only focused on getting an answer - because just like seventeen’s new song, if you take up too time, you might lose him - you finally get there and you knock on the door, and to your surprise, hansol opens it and he’s confused because you look like you just ran a marathon - he asks “(name)? what are you doing here?” - you interrupt him “hansol. i just watched the music video….. and you…” - he immediately turns red and says “wh-what about me?” - you say “our scenes together….. i kind of noticed…. do you….?” - unknown to you, the other seventeen members are all crouched down behind the door to eavesdrop and they’re all moving closer to hear better to the point where they all end up shoving each other and soonyoung pushes chan a little too hard, making him push hansol forward and - he accidentally kisses you - your eyes go wide and his too but…. neither of you pull away - you’re both in your pyjamas and the members are all present and you’re all sweaty from sprinting all the way there - but despite this - everything is absolutely perfect - you and hansol start dating after this but you both decide to keep it a secret from the reporters and interviewers for now - after you told the members of your group, there was a lot of screaming and cheering in the dorm - seungkwan literally doesn’t shut up about the fact that he set you two up - “don’t i deserve something for setting you two up?? i mean i gave up my screentime just to get you two together” - you and hansol both meet up on the roof you both filmed on after a long day of work and practice because in his words “it was the place he realized he fell in love with you” - how much do you want to bet junhui told him to say that - but it’s cute and that’s where you both share your first real kiss - you recall the time you were actually going to refuse the offer to be in seventeen’s music video because of your already busy schedule and your fear of the high expectations - but seeing how this all turned out - you’re so glad you said yes