“Here’s why you can’t exterminate us, aruetii. We’re not huddled in one place—we span the galaxy. We need no lords or leaders—so you can’t destroy our command. We can live without technology—so we can fight with our bare hands. We have no species or bloodline—so we can rebuild our ranks with others who want to join us.
We’re more than just a people or an army, aruetii.
We’re a culture. We’re an idea. And you can’t kill ideas—but we certainly can kill you.”
Can you try to read yousef's lips when he talks to Noora and translate it for us please ? So we can know what they were talking about. I know it's asking too much but there are slow motion gifs on here so I think it's doable ? I am so sorry to bother you with that. Also thank you so much for your hard work on the translations. 💙
This isn’t an unkind message but I just want to publish this to show how ridiculous some of our messages are.
We subtitle the clips for free. We do not do texts and we do not do any ‘lip reading’. Please think before you spam us with bizarre requests.
Hey, its me, your resident justin oluransi fan, with some thoughts on his anxiety that are probably 99% me projecting woops anyway here goes
-he can’t handle too many audio inputs at once? like if a video is playing and a conversation is going on he subconciously tries to listen in on the conversation and then it gets to be too much -Parties are kinda hard because of the number of conversations going on but he’s got places he can go if he cant handle it and its good to have holster there -he gets fairly stressed if things are a mess! like the attic being a mess? it stresses him the hell out -it was a little hard with holster living up there for a little while in the beginning, because he’s kinda a messy dude, but once he explained the situation holts tries harder to keep his stuff tidy -on the note of holster, a brief segway: one of the few fights he’s been in at samwell was because some douches were making fun of rans’ anxiety stuff (basically invalidating his feelings) and he sorta punched them -both of them -a few times -it wasnt pretty -anyway back to ransom he’s been looking into stim toys because he fidgets a lot while he’s studying but he doesnt want anything super colorful and big, but thats what most of the stuff out there is -he prefers stuff he can do with his hands, like sometimes he’ll roll the fabric of his shirt while hes studying or something -holster got him a sleek looking spinner ring for their anniversary or his birthday and he almost cried. he mostly wears it when hes studying but also if/when he misses holster during class or wherever -when he was a lot younger he carried around a real small rock in his pocket so he could kinda rub that when he was feelin Bad -he has a hard time getting words out the way he means to sometimes -am i projecting? yes
Author’s note: This part has changing POVs and is very segmented, so I’m sorry if it feels “chunky” or “choppy”. Now, there is a piece of this part that was very, very hard for me to write (which is one reason why it is short). That piece is dark and does concern something that is very serious.
(I’m sure you’ll know which piece I’m talking about as you keep reading.) As I said before, I love all the members and this series is meant to be a dark and realistic-as-possible series. Sorry for any errors.
*Anything with asterisks means its a text message.*
Genre: Angst, Dark
Word count: 2838
WARNINGS: Physical abuse, a tiny bit of verbal abuse, sexual abuse.
This is my GIF. I made it based off of this scenario series.
watched the boys from the corner of the practice room by yourself. The manager
was out making deliveries so you stayed quiet in the corner as the boys went
through their set of fast songs all in one go.
second they were finished, they all fell to the floor. Their bodies were
sprawled across the practice room as they tried to catch their breath.
“Fuck… How are… we gonna… do this… for the… actual
concerts?” Jin asked.
was the least tired of the guys. “Namjoon… you guys need to take… the shit you
give me… it helps.”
“Why… don’t you… just give us… yours?” V asked.
“I’m not sharing!” Jhope shouted
“Whatever… I’ll… take care of it.” Rap monster mumbled.
“I’m… hungry.” Jungkook huffed
“Me… too.” Suga added
sat himself up and slowly brought himself up to his feet. He stumbled his way
to the bag of meals you and him made that morning. “Y/n… help.” He ordered
got up and grabbed some of the main meal containers, while he gathered all the
containers of rice.
“That… shit… again?!” Jungkook complained.
“What… about it?” Jin asked defensively.
“Let’s eat… something else…”
what?” Jin furrowed his eyebrows. If Jungkook had actually been looking up at
Jin, he would have known to just shut up already.
“I don’t know… burgers… or something…”
V quickly noticed how upset Jin was getting. “Let’s just
eat… what they made… Jungkook.”
Jungkook sat up. “No”
fucker!” Jin shouted. He grabbed one of the rice containers and threw it at
Jungkook. The small box landed perfectly on the side of Jungkook’s head. He
continued to throw the rest of them at Jungkook. When those were gone, he moved
to onto the food you were carrying in your hands. There was food all over the
practice room floor, but his rampage wasn’t over. He ran over and grabbed
Jungkook by his shirt and violently yelled into his face. “Do you know… how
long we… took to make this food?!?… You ungrateful shit!… You don’t want to
eat this food?!?” He pushed Jungkook’s face into a tiny pile of rice that was
on the floor. “You don’t want to eat… this fucking food?!?… You’re lucky I don’t…
make you eat it off the floor right now!” He pushed Jungkook down and kicked
his side. It looked really painful, but you could tell Jin was too tired to put
too much force into it. “Well, you got what you fucking wanted… There is no
food for us to eat… you’ve gotten what you wanted again you little shit.”
Jungkook didn’t say anything, he just stayed on the floor
covered in food.
“I’m gonna take a shower.” Jin huffed. He grabbed his bag
and marched out of the practice room.
Everyone including yourself looked at Jungkook
“You’re becoming a real fuck up lately aren’t you?” Rap
monster said shaking his head.
his words, Jungkook expression fell even more. Jimin made Jungkook sit up and he
began patting the food off him.
Rap monster turned to V. “If Jin decides to fuck his ass up
later, just let him.”
“I said let him!” Then he got up and left the practice
room, probably to the locker room too.
Well, I guess you guys should just should go shower too.” You said softly. You
looked about the room for a broom or anything that could help you clean up the
right. Let’s go.” Suga ordered. He rounded up everyone and make them go out the
door. “Y/n, come with us, we can worry about this mess later.”
You sat on the hallway floor outside of the locker room. Everyone
expect Suga went in to shower.
Jhope noticed that Suga was staying behind, “Aren’t you
going to shower?” he asked.
yet. Y/n can’t be alone. Make sure that your shower is quick so that she won’t
be alone with Jin or Namjoon or Jimin.”
“Don’t worry y/n! I’ll make it fast!” Jhope shouted as he
ran into the locker room.
Suga slid down the wall and sat next to you.
“Thanks for staying.”
worry about it.” His voice was very groggy. He didn’t add anything else, he
just closed his eyes.
decided not to say anything either. It was probably best to let him get as much
sleep as he could. He must’ve been really tired, especially after that practice
“Why aren’t you saying anything?” He mumbled after a minute
or so of silence.
“I thought you were going to try and nap while you waited.”
You kept your voice soft.
let out a small chuckle “Well, if you’re being so boring right now, of course
I’m going to fall asleep.”
“Shut up!” you laughed. “You guys looked really good today.
Are you ready for the tour?”
dance wise… This is the best I’m going to get.” You both laughed a bit. “Uummm,
rap wise… I’m Suga! I’m already the best rapper!” this time only you laughed.
“I don’t see why your laughing! I’m being serious!” He smiled. “Anyway, for
whatever Namjoon had us doing… Eh I don’t know. Things are weird with Aiko…”
“How so?” Instantly you felt annoyed for some reason.
don’t know exactly. Things were cool in the beginning, but I think she’s getting
bored with me… maybe she’s busy or something…”
“Wow!… You sound like such a girl!”
“Ooooohhh! Aiko doesn’t like me waaaaa waaaaa!” you
“Pabo!” he laughed. He playfully tried to cover your mouth.
was too tired to move quickly, so you were able to dodge his hand every time.
“Look at me! I’m Min Suga and I’m soooo boring that-“. Well, dodge it almost
every time. You continued to mimic him with his hand over your mouth, but even
you could barely make out what you were saying.
“What y/n? I can’t really understand you right now. Can you
say that again?”
glared back at him. You opened your mouth wide enough to let your tongue out.
You licked his palm, making him retract in disgust. “Ewww! You’re so gross!” he
said as he wiped his hand on his shorts.
“Haha! So, you were talking about Aiko…”
“Yeah. Like I was saying! It’s like weird now. I don’t
think I’ll be able to get her to be the mule.”
“I don’t know. It’s just like this vibe.”
uh-huh… So, not knowing… How does that make you feel?” you asked in a
stereotypical therapist voice.
laughed at your current persona. “Stressed…” He said in a sudden serious tone.
He was trying to be serious and get his concerns out, but you just weren’t
picking up on his words. “If I can’t get her to do it, I’ll have to find
someone else and I don’t think I have the time for that. Not only that, but
then I’ll have to worry about her leaking out our conversations…”
worry… You’ll figure it out.” You were finally noticing that he was serious
about it all. It had been a while since he came to you with his concerns and
you just thought he was okay lately.
is it that he has to figure out?” Rap monster voice boomed as he walked out of
the locker room. He looked down at you. His hair was still dripping, but he
You immediately fell quiet.
“I was just talking about one of my songs.” Suga lied. He
was back to his groggy demeanor.
“Take a shower so we can go already.” Rap monster ordered
hadn’t come back as soon as he said he would. Suga didn’t want to leave you
along with Rap monster. “I’ll go in a bit. I don’t feel like moving right now.”
“Move or I’ll make you move.” Jin said, coming up behind
slowly got up and shuffled his way to the locker room, mumbling under his
breath. It wouldn’t surprise you if he was cursing out Jhope for taking too
Rap monster squat down to look at you. He brought his face
close to yours.
You looked away from him.
“Is little y/n hungry?”
You didn’t answer
slapped your shoulder hard to get your attention, his smirk now gone. He
grabbed your face and made you look at him. “Answer me!”
looked around, avoiding his gaze. The only other person was Jin and he was just
on his phone, not like he was going to help you anyway.
“Answer me!” he growled squeezing your face some more.
“Yes!” you managed to let out
“Yes, I’m hungry…”
He threw your head back, hitting it against the wall. You
winced in pain.
“What did I say about ignoring me?!?”
“Not to do it…” you said softly
back handed you across the face, but definitely not as hard as he usually does.
“And what did you do?”
“… I ignored you.”
slapped your other cheek. You noticed his eyes fall onto your collar bone. His
fingers pulled back your shirt to expose your scar. He admired his work before
he spoke again. The tips of his fingers running over your skin sent chills
throughout your whole body. “If you dare ignore me one more time, you’ll get
something worse than this scar… Got it?!?”
“Got it…” you gulped
He stood up and walked to one end of the hall to make a
all the boys were out and you all walked to a nearby burger place. You and
Jungkook walked hand in hand while surrounded by the rest of the members.
place was a bit full for being rather late on a week day. While in line to
order, Jungkook subtly kept his arms around your waist. “Baby, what do you want
to get?” he asked softly.
You raised an eyebrow at him. “What?”
brought his face to yours “Time out… Just trying to go along with our truce… or
did you forget?” He whispered
“Oh! Yeah sorry. I just am a bit distracted… time in.” You
whispered back into his ear.
and Jhope looked at you questionably, but you just shrugged at them. You could
feel Jimin glaring at you, but you didn’t dare look in his direction.
ordering, the eight of you moved to sit at two tables, four of you at each
table. The hyungs were on one small table, and you and the maknaes sat at the
table next to them. You sat in front of V and Jungkook sat in from of Jimin. All
the guys were pretty tired and things were relatively calm except for the one
fan that kindly asked for a picture with the guys.
did your best to keep up with your end of the truce. You moved your chair next
to Jungkook’s. You let him rest his left arm on your chair as he ate with his
free hand. Once or twice you even offered him some of your fries and cutely
feed them to him.
noticed that Suga was constantly keeping his eye on you and Jungkook. However,
Jimin more than Suga was distracted by you two.
“Jimin, you okay? You look kinda sick.” V said
“Not feeling too good.” Jimin mumbled
“Why?” Jungkook asked. There was some concern in his voice
“… It’s just… Y/n’s face. She’s so ugly it makes me sick.”
Jungkook couldn’t help but laugh a bit. You quickly elbowed
him to make him stop laughing.
“Ouch! Sorry y/n. Sorry, that was kinda funny though you
have to admit.”
Suga glared at Jimin and Jungkook. “Apologize.” He said.
“Aish ok ok.” Jungkook turned to you. “I’m sorry baby, I just
couldn’t help it.”
“Well that isn’t much of an apology.” You said
no, no I mean it. Here let me give you a kiss!” before you could brace
yourself, he grabbed you and peppered your face with kisses.
the truce, remember the truce.” You told yourself. When he was done you rested
your head on his shoulder. “Ok fine, you are forgiven.” You said playfully.
Jimin didn’t answer him, he just grabbed his phone.
Jimin pulled out his phone and began typing
away. It wasn’t long before Jungkook’s phone buzzed. He looked at the screen
questionably. “Why the fuck did he just text me?” Jungkook opened the message.
*What is going on
with you and y/n?*
Jungkook looked back
up at him and spoke, “Dude seriously?”
Jimin texted again. *yes*
“If you wanna do it this way.” Jungkook
mumbled. He got his arm away from y/n and responded. *what’s the big deal?*
*Why are you so extra with y/n? there aren’t
even any fans around.* Before Jungkook could respond Jimin sent another text. *don’t
tell me you guys are fucking again*
*We aren’t it’s just
*We are only being
like this so Namjoon wont be on our asses.*
*I call bullshit*
*I’m not fucking
*Believe me its all a
part of this stupid truce.*
Jimin and Jungkook were too busy on their phones, so you
spent the rest of the time talking to V.
eating, you all went to a bus stop and used a bus to get back to the dorm. You
and Jungkook didn’t stop acting like a couple until you were safely in the
elevator ride to the dorm.
it was already late, Rap monster ordered you guys to all go to your rooms. It was probably 11 or 12 when you heard a set
of footsteps walking down the hallway. You recognized the rhythm of the steps,
but you couldn’t pinpoint which of the guys it could be.
15 minutes, there was a knock at the door. Neither you nor Jimin said anything,
you both just shared a look of bewilderment. It didn’t make sense for anyone to
knock when the lock is on the other side of the door.
was another knock. “Don’t tell me a wasted Yoongi is too fucked up to open the
door.” Jimin mumbled. “You can open the door! The lock is on your side stupid!”
both heard the door unlock and the manager popped his head in. It was definitely
a surprise to see him. He was rarely over at the dorm and when he was, he
barely went past the kitchen.
didn’t look too happy to see him. Actually, he looked just as upset as he did
when you were all eating. “What do you want?” Jimin asked. He sounded a bit
manager scanned the room and found you on your mattress in the corner of the
room, then he turned back to Jimin, “I need to talk to you.” the manager said.
“Can’t this wait until tomorrow.”
“No, it has to be right now.”
“Y/n can’t leave at night. It’s Namjoon’s rule.”
manager looked over at you. “Y/n, Namjoon said to go to the other guys’ rooms
while I talk to Jimin.
got up and made your way to the door. “Um… I guess I’ll just go see who is
awake…” you said softly
“Don’t worry, I’ll go for you when we are done.” The
manager said as he closed the door
His last line of defense was y/n and she was
just walking out of the room. Panic grew inside him as he saw his manager close
the door. “Why are you here?” he asked, his tone was much darker.
His manager didn’t
say anything. He didn’t have to, the look in his eyes said it all.
“Hiro, not here” he
“I love it when you say
my name!” Hiro jumped on Jimin.
“Get off of me!”
Jimin successfully pushed his manager off of him
“Oh don’t be this
way.” Hiro got off the floor and made his way back to the bed.
Jimin stepped off and stood his ground,
glaring up at him “Look, I don’t want to do anything! Not tonight, not here!”
The manager couldn’t
care less about what Jimin was saying, he just smiled down at him.
“Hiro! I’m-“, He was stopped by Hiro’s lips
crashing into his. Hiro’s arms wrapped tightly around his waist. Soon Hiro’s
hands were running all over his body. His lips making his way down his Jimin’s
neck. “I know you miss me.” Hiro said through slobbery kisses.
Jimin pushed him off
of him again. “Get off of me!”
Hiro shoved him against the wall. His hand
held Jimin back by his neck. “I don’t give a fuck! All I give a shit about is
what I want and right now what I want is you.” He growled
didn’t fight anymore, he just let it all happened while he tried to hold back
So I recently finished Varieties of Religious Experience, which was informative but also very Christian-centric, and I was wondering if you (or your followers) could recommend any books about psychology/religion that are NOT focused on Christianity?
So, I don’t have much of an interest in the approaches to religion usually taken by psychology as a discipline (the reasons why are another post) but religious studies is my field and I don’t study Christianity, so I’m just gonna throw some of my favorite titles at you! If you read James it sounds like you’re looking for the theory of religion over, like, just descriptions or religious history, so I hope I didn’t misunderstand that.
These range from pretty academic to… super densely academic, and I am sorry for that, but if anyone is looking for less aimed-exclusively-at-scholars religious studies books, perhaps followers have suggestions. I wasn’t sure if you wanted books that are about non-Christian religions in the way that Varieties of Religious Experience is about Christianity, or if you were more looking for general and very comparative books about “religion” as a whole. There are a billion books of the latter variety and I hate approximately 95% of them on the grounds that they lack rigor and ooze bias, so I’ve got very little on that front. But what I’ve included below has a few books on particular traditions with ideas that generalize well, and some that do case studies of multiple contexts (the only comparative technique I can tolerate). The era of people in religious studies writing books on all of religion, or allegedly generalizable principles, is sort of ending (although people in psych keep doing it, D:<). Sorry I couldn’t be more helpful!.
So, top of the list because I want more people to read it: Michael Sells’ Mystical Languages of Unsaying is a comparative approach to reading “mystical” texts that covers mostly Muslim, some Daoist, and some Christian materials. I absolutely love this book, I think it’s brilliant. It is kind of hard to read (because the primary sources its working from are all famously difficult) but if you want to really know how to read stuff like the Daodejing and have their styles of expression make sense, I recommend it.
Throughout Your Generations Forever, by Nancy Jay, is another comparative book, this time on the relationship between sacrifice, patriarchy, and the construction of gender. She uses Greek, Hawaiian, Jewish, Roman, and Christian sources. I don’t agree with everything in this book but it’s both readable and thought provoking.
Diana Eck, Darsan: Seeing the Divine Image in India. This book is AWESOME, very readable, absolutely essential introduction to Hindu practice (and those are very rare because Hinduism is impossible to explain), I think the paperback is pretty inexpensive, please please everyone read it.
Map is Not Territory: Studies in the Histories of Religions by J. Z. Smith. I’ve actually only read the essay “I am a Parrot (Red)” in this one, but it’s FASCINATING, and ol’ J.Z. is foundational to the field. I don’t recommend all of his Imagining Religion: From Babylon to Jonestown, because I haven’t read it, but “In Comparison a Magic Dwells” and “The Devil in Mr. Jones” are particularly good. I can provide PDFs of these if requested, although I don’t have the whole books.
David L. Haberman, Journey Through the Twelve Forests: An Encounter with Krishna. This is an ethnography, rather than, like, a general religion book of any sort. But it’s a truly extraordinary ethnography, and I learned a whole bunch about the modern worship of Krishna. It’s also a hilarious religious studies cliche kind of book because he gets a grant to study a pilgrimage site, goes, and ends up converting, lmao.
There are a few compendiums of religious studies essays that I’ve had a good time with: I haven’t read anything in them, and you’ll need access to an academic library, but there’s some brilliant stuff in the 2011 Cambridge Companion to Religious Studies, edited by Robert Orsi (!! my fave!!!). Anne Blackburn’s “The Text and the World” is a+++. And there’s Critical Terms for Religious Studies, in which Gregory Schopen’s relic essay is awesome.
Ritual Theory, Ritual Practice, Catherine Bell. I would not recommend this to someone who isn’t very interested in religious studies and comfortable with academic language, because whoo boy is it dense, but it’s also a revolutionary treatment of how “ritual” is constructed as a category. The first time I read it I understood like 5% of it, but the second time through I’m delighted.
Richard H. Davis, Lives of Indian Images. Ihavent read this whole book, but as an additional introduction to Hindu practice it’s very interesting, the chapter on Puja being particularly good.
And I have to shout out to Lindsay Jones and The Hermeneutics of Sacred Architecture, the most horrifyingly verbose book I’ve ever read and also an unsurpassably brilliant treatment of how to understand sacred architecture that draws on more comparative sources than I would have thought possible. It’s out of print and costs a billion dollars but I (shh it’s a secret) have a PDF of the entire thing. I… literally don’t know if humans who haven’t been put through the academic language machine will like this at all, but wow when you get over his infatuation with his thesaurus it’s so cool.
Title: Open Doors Fandom: Haikyuu!! Pairing: EnnoTana Summary: Ennoshita thinks not having someone there to open the door is probably the hardest thing to get over. A/N: Inspired by this post by @celestehalcyon. I blame @brokuro for encouraging the EnnoTana tag diving. And now there’s 15 min drabbling. I’m not even sorry. haha
It’s only been two weeks since and Ennoshita still checks his phone as religiously as he checks Tanaka’s posts on most of his social media accounts. All of them loud, rowdy, unaffected. He sees jokes and banter, small casual conversations with friends, the occasional post about Tanaka’s grueling study schedule or how much he misses playing volleyball.
But nothing about Ennoshita. Nothing about missing him. About everything ending.
ok so here’s my obligatory powerpoint on cisphobia. disclaimers: im a white dfab nonbinary person so idk im far from The Ultimate Authority on trans issues but yeah. also let me know if any of this is incorrect info!
Hi! I know this isn't about everlark but i want to know your opinion about that part of MJ when Katniss is stuck in that room during her trial and stuff and started to sing. That part always gets me, it's so heartbreaking... have a nice day :)
Sorry this took me incredibly long to answer this. I appreciate this Ask. I had to do some thinking and research before I wrote on it. This is a really intriguing part and something that’s always stuck out to me, but I’ve never fully grasped.
I read and read through that text and there’s so much emotion attached to that time that it’s hard to separate all the feelings going on with Katniss. The text says:
I begin to sing. At the window, in the shower, in my sleep. Hour after hour of ballads, love songs, mountain airs. All the songs my father taught me before he died, for certainly there has been very little music in my life since. What’s amazing is how clearly I remember them. The tunes, the lyrics. My voice, at first rough and breaking on the high notes, warms up into something splendid. a voice that would make the mockingjays fall silent and then tumble over themselves to join in. Days pass, weeks. I watch the snows fall on the ledge outside my window. And in all that time, mine is the only voice I hear.
I had reposted an essay I wrote on Peeta being a weapon. Part of the essay talks about how the Mockingjay has two parts: Katniss, the Mockingjay and Peeta, the wind or what supports her. eala-musings made a wonderful point and stated that Mockingjays don’t sing unless they have a song to imitate.
Peeta was Katniss’s song.
So beautiful. So poignant.
It made me think about this Ask. Why does Katniss start to sing and what is its significance?
At this point, Katniss is stripped of everything that she is and honestly, at her lowest point. She’s on trial for the assassination of Coin and has been in solitary confinement, holed up in the Training Center.
After the first Games, Katniss had to act on behalf of the Capitol, saying their speeches and perpetuating their propaganda to save her loved ones. She echoed Peeta’s song to stir the Rebellion. Then she became the Mockingjay for Coin in order to accomplish Coin’s agenda.
She has played the Mockingjay, echoing and spreading others’ songs.
In the training center awaiting her verdict, there’s a key line to what she says:
And in all that time, mine is the only voice I hear.
She has found her voice. She’s no longer fed by others, no longer obligated to act, say and be a specific way. She is free.
Free from the Capitol.
Free from being a mother and provider.
Free from keeping everyone alive.
Free from Snow’s hold on her.
Free from the star-crossed lovers.
Free from the rebellion.
Free from Coin’s hold on her.
This is my take. Thank you for this Ask (that made my brain bleed.) :)
Genre: It’s supposed to be fluff but why do I feel that it’s becoming more of an angsty story??????
((You’ll need to read part 0.5 before this or you’ll be more confused than you already are))
SO IS IT A TAE SERIES OR NAH? Who knows.
😎 I’m trying so hard not to make the storyline too obvious but I’m failing I’m sorry I suck 😂
Today, Harry is part rock star, part grease monkey, part Hollywood entrepreneur, living with rum and palm trees in the part of LA that was once seedy. Louis lives in London, because the band has been and gone and he likes grey skies, sometimes. They texted for a while, after that one big fight - visited even - but then the messages got sadder and sadder and stopped, and so did the trips.
Louis decided a long time ago that he wouldn’t (couldn’t) come to LA anymore.
notes: I DONT KNOW okay okay okay okay. this is probably terrible but i really tried super hard to write angst and hurt and stuff well so fingers crossed!! sorry it’s short xxxx