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Okay so I did some basic investigation on these things because I thought they looked cool and it turns out that they are actually pretty interesting! I dunno if any of my followers are interested in background stuff about some plants that may not be widely found in regions where the game came out, but just in case… Here you go.

The part of the fern shown in the picture isn’t a “stem” per se, but something called a “fiddlehead,” a leaf that hasn’t fully unrolled itself yet. (Picture 2 shows what they look like IRL.) They’re considered vegetables and are used in cooking in many parts of the world, especially Asia. Unfortunately, certain fiddleheads contain chemicals that can be toxic and all fiddleheads must be cooked thoroughly to avoid substances that may be toxic, so these cool-looking vegetables may be more trouble than they’re worth, unless (like me) you really like spiral shapes. They are pretty rare where I’m from though so I dunno if I’ll ever get to try ‘em.

I especially like that someone made a statue of a fiddlehead because that’s something I would do.

(All my info came from Google and Wikipedia, go there for more info.)

Stuff No One Asked To Know

Rules: Tag some other blogs you’d like to get to know better
I was tagged by @colourinside - thank you! 

Nickname: Quite a few actually, though mostly Molly, Mouse and Mussel 

Zodiac Sign: Caprocorn

Height: 5'5" (166 cm) 

Last Thing You Googled: How to convert cm to feet ;-)

Favorite Music Artist: Don’t really have a favourite artist per se - But I have a lot of favourite songs!

Song Stuck In My Head: I’m Gonna Be (500 miles)

Last Movie You Watched: Chaplin (and I was reminded when I fell a bit in love with Robert Downey JR.!) 

What Are You Wearing Right Now: Joggers and a turtleneck - all black and comfy :-)

Why Did You Choose Your URL: Well… Because I really, really, REALLY like David Tennant :-)

Do You Have Any Other Blogs: Nope :-)

What Did Your Last Relationship Teach You: That I can’t really trust men and that I’m better off alone… I’m counting on becoming the crazy dog lady ;-)

Religious Or Spiritual: Neither

Favorite Color: Red and purple

Average Hours Of Sleep: Depends, though I try to get 8-9 hours on average.

Favorite Characters: The Tenth Doctor, Rose Tyler, Donna Noble, Wilfred Mott, Pippi Longstocking, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Hagrid, Dumbledore, Snape, Sirius Black, Lupin, Alec Hardy, Ellie Miller, Shrek, Fiona, Donky, Queen of Hearts, The Mad Hatter, Fox Mulder, Dana Scully, Dory, Carl Fredricksen, Dug - and I should really stop now! The list goes on and on and on…!

How Many Blankets Do You Sleep With: 3. 1 to have over me and 2 in each side of my bed, so no matter which way I turn, I have something to hug :-)

Dream Job: Librarian, curator, psychologist, voice actress or speaker on TV 

I’m tagging @dr-10-rainwaters, @mrslydiaholden, @fracturedmind, @ktrosesworld, @quite-right-too and @notgingerbutstillgotlegs. Feel free to ignore this - and feel free to do this meme anyway, if you haven’t been tagged :-)

small talk in french 💬

⭐️ (for beginners) ⭐️

When talking to french people, focus on innocuous topics like the weather, current events (“avez-vous lu à propos de..?” Have you read about…?), and cultural topics like food, movies, art, music, and so on. And remember to use vous instead of tu!

  • I only speak a little French. Je ne parle qu'un peu le français.
  • I am learning French, but I am only a beginner. J'apprends le français mais je ne suis qu'un débutant.
  • I have been learning french for 2 days / 2 weeks / 2 months / 1 year / 2 years. J'apprends le français depuis deux jours / deux semaines / deux mois / un an / deux ans.
  • Will you please correct me? Peux-tu me corriger, s'il te plaît?
  • What does ___ mean? Que veut dire ___?
  • What does that mean? Qu'est-ce que ça veut dire?
  • Can you explain in French/English to me? Peux-tu m'expliquer en français / anglais?
  • What does that mean in this context? Qu'est-ce que ça veut dire dans ce contexte?
  • What is the French word for ___? Quel est le mot français pour ___?
  • Is this/that correct? C'est juste?
  • Am I wrong? Je me trompe?/Est-ce que j'ai tort?
  • Am I correct? Est-ce que j'ai raison?
  • Do you understand? Est-ce que tu me comprends?
  • I do not understand. Je ne comprends pas.
  • I want to improve my level in French. Je veux améliorer mon niveau de français.
  • I need to practice French. J'ai besoin de pratiquer le français.
  • Do you have time to speak with me? As-tu le temps de parler avec moi ?
  • Can you help me to learn French? Peux-tu m'aider à apprendre le français?
  • Do you mind if we speak in French? Ça te dérange si nous parlons en français?
  • Can you please speak in French? it helps me to learn. Peux-tu me parler en français s'il te plaît? Ça m'aide à apprendre.
  • How do you say ’___’ in French? Comment dit-on ’___’ en français ?
  • I struggle with spelling / reading / writing / listening / pronunciation. J'ai du mal avec l'orthographe / la lecture / l'écriture / la compréhension orale / la prononciation.
  • Can you please repeat? I did not understand. Pouvez-vous répéter s'il vous plaît ? Je n'ai pas compris.
  • I don’t speak French fluently. Je ne parle pas couramment le français.
  • I am confused. Je suis perdu(e).
  • I don’t know how to say it in French. Je ne sais pas comment le dire en Français,
  • Sorry (or ‘pardon’), what did you say? Pardon, qu'est-ce que tu as dit?
  • I’ve never heard of that. Je n'ai jamais entendu ça.
  • That makes sense. Ça se tient.
  • That does not make sense. Ça n'a aucun sens.
  • What’s happening? / What’s going on? Qu'est-ce qui se passe?
  • What do you mean by ’___’ ? Qu'est-ce que tu entends par ’___’? / Qu'est-ce que tu veux dire par ’___’?

⭐️ Personal Stuff ⭐️

Here is a list of phrases you can use and practice when giving and asking for personal information. Take note that the list makes use of the formal “vous”.

  • Comment vous appelez-vous? What is your name?
  • Je m'appelle Christine. My name is Christine.
  • Quel est votre nom? What is your name?
  • Comment allez-vous? How are you?
  • Je vais bien, merci. I am doing well, thank you.
  • Très bien, merci. Very well, thank you.
  • Quel âge avez-vous? How old are you?
  • J'ai # ans. I am # years old.
  • J'ai trente ans. I am thirty years old.
  • J'ai quarante-deux ans. I am forty two old.
  • Quelle est votre nationalité? What is your Nationality?
  • Je suis canadien(ne). I am Canadian.
  • Je suis américain(e). I am American.
  • Je suis chinois(e). I am Chinese.
  • Je suis coréen(ne). I am Korean.
  • Où habitez-vous? Where do you live?
  • J'habite en Californie. I live in California.
  • Quel est votre numéro de téléphone? What is your phone number?
  • Mon numéro de téléphone est le … My phone number is …
  • Où êtes-vous né(e)? Where were you born?
  • Je suis né(e) à… I was born in…
  • Êtes-vous marié(e)? Are you married?
  • Oui, je suis marié. Yes, I am married
  • Non, je ne suis pas marié. No, I am not married
  • Je suis célibataire. I am single
  • Est-ce que vous avez des frères et soeurs? Do you have any brothers and sisters?
  • Je suis fille unique. I am an only child/daughter
  • Je suis fils unique. I am an only child/son
  • J'ai - frère(s). I have - brother(s).
  • J'ai - soeur(s).  I have - sisters(s).
  • Je n'ai pas de frères. I don’t have any brothers.
  • Je n'ai pas de soeurs. I don’t have any sisters.
  • Quel est votre métier? What is your job?
  • Quelle est votre profession? What is your profession?
  • Que faites-vous dans la vie? What do you do for a living?
  • Je suis ingénieur. I am an engineer.
  • Je suis boulanger/boulangère. I am a baker.
  • Je suis médecin. I am a doctor.
  • Je suis infirmier/infirmière. I am a nurse.

⭐️ Interests ⭐️

  • Quel est votre sport préféré? What is your favorite sport? (formal)
  • Quel est ton sport préféré? 
  • What is your favorite sport? (informal)
  • Mon sport préféré est… My favorite sport is….
  • J'aime faire du sport et garder la forme. I like to do sports to keep fit.
  • Quelle saison préférez-vous? What season do you prefer? (formal
  • Quelle saison préfères-tu? What season do you prefer? (What season is your favorite?) (informal)
  • Quels sont vos passe-temps préférés? What are your favorite pastimes? (formal)
  • Quels sont tes passe-temps préférés? What are your favorite pastimes? (informal)
  • Mes passe-temps préférés sont… My favorite pastimes are…
  • Qu'est-ce que vous faites dans votre temps libre? What do you do in your free time? (formal)
  • Qu'est-ce que tu fais dans ton temps libre? What do you do in your free time? (informal)
  • Est-ce que vous avez un animal de compagnie? Do you have a pet?(formal)
  • Est-ce que tu as un animal de compagnie? Do you have a pet? (informal)
  • Non, Je n'ai pas un animal de compagnie. No, I don’t have a pet.
  • Oui, J'ai un chat. Yes, I have a cat.
  • Oui, J'ai un chien.Yes, I have a dog.
  • Qu'est-ce que vous aimez? What do you like?
  • J'aime le jazz. I like jazz.
  • J'aime le rock. I like rock.
  • J'aime le hip-hop. I like hip-hop.
  • Je n'aime pas le rap. I don’t like rap.
  • Je n'écoute pas de la musique très souvent. I don’t listen to music very often.
  • J'aime les films d'amour. I like romance films.
  • J'aime les films d'aventures. I like adventure films.
  • Je n’aime pas faire du ski. I don’t like skiing.
  • Qu'est-ce que vous aimeriez faire dans la vie? What would you like to do in life ?
  • J'aimerais être chef. I would like to be a chef.
  • J'aimerais être un bibliothécaire. I would like to be a librarian.
Some simple Norwegian words and phrases

Since my list of words and phrases in Norwegian was a lot longer than I thought it was, I’m going to post more than one post with different sentences and words.

In this post I’m going to list some simple basic words that are really important to know if you want to understand Norwegian sentences.

(to fully understand this list I advise you to read a bit about Norwegian grammar and about simple words like me, you, she/he/they/them. Read about plural and singular for example.)


jeg = I

meg = me

du = you, singular

dere = you, plural

er = is

det = it

der = there

her = here

Hva = what (Hva er det? = what is it?)

Hva skjer? = what’s up/happening? <— common greeting phrase!

Hvem = who (Hvem er det? = Who is it/that?)

Hvordan = how (Hvordan går det? = How is it going?)

Hvis = if (hvis du vil det = if you want to)

Hvorfor = why (Hvorfor gjorde du det? = why did you do that?)

Hvor = where (Hvor er du? = Where are you?)

Noe = something

Noen gang = sometime

når = when (når skal vi dra? = when should we leave?)

til = to (gi det til meg = give it to me)

disse = these (se på disse to da = look at these two though)

da = then/though

nå = now (vi går nå = we’re leaving now)

går = walk/leaving

må = need to/have to (vi må gå nå! = we need to leave now!)

være = be (jeg vil ikke være her = I don’t want to be here)

skjedde = happened (hva skjedde? = what happened?)

skjer = happening (hva skjer, folkens? = What’s up peeps?)

Ingenting = nothing (ingenting skjer = nothing’s happening)

Mye = a lot (mye skjer = a lot is happening)

Vet = know (jeg vet = I know)

vite = to know (jeg vil vite! = I want to know!)

før = before (det starter ikke før to = it doesn’t start until two)

for = for (jeg gjør det for deg = I’ll do it for you)

enn = than (det er mer enn hva vi har = that’s more than what we have)

Uke = week (neste uke = next week)

neste = next

spørsmål = question (jeg har et spørsmål = I have a question)

spørre = Ask (kan jeg spørre deg om noe? = can I ask you something?)

spurte = asked (det var mange som spurte etter deg = there were a lot of people who asked for you)

mange = a lot (of people)

gjøre = do (det skal du ikke gjøre! = you are not going to do that!)

gjør = doing (jeg gjør det! = I’ll do it/I’m doing it!)

gjorde = did (jeg gjorde det = I did it)

ikke = do not (Ikke gjør det = don’t do it/that)

klarte = was able to (jeg klarte det! = I managed to/I did it/I was able to do it)

litt = a little/a bit

like = alike/the same

Igjen = again

I like måte - likewise (Jeg liker genseren din! - Takk, I like måte! = I like your sweater! - Thank you, likewise!)

(for) litt siden = a while ago (det skjedde for litt siden = it happened a little while ago)

legg = put (legg det der = put it there)

Hva om = what if

hverandre = each other (vi har hverandre = we have each other)

Hva da? / hæ? = what do you mean? (slang)

forrige = last (forrige uken = last week)

Si i fra = tell me (si i fra hvis du har lyst til å snakke = tell me if you want to talk)

Selv om = even if (selv om det ikke virker sånn = even if it doesn’t seem so/look like it)

virker = seems (han virker glad i deg = He seems to like you)

fra før = from before (det er fra før = that’s from before)

istedet = instead (jeg gjør det istedet = I’ll do it instead)

sjeldent = seldom/not often (det er sjeldent jeg tar feil da = It is not often that I’m wrong though)

nettopp - exactly (nettopp, sånn tenker ikke du = no exactly, you don’t think like that)

fortsett - continue (jeg vil fortsette = I want to continue)

tilbake - back (la oss gå tilbake = let’s go back)

la = let(’s) (la oss gjøre det = let us do that)

i fjor = last year

aldri = never

gi meg = give me

uansett = regardless

egentlig ikke = not really (vil du hjelpe meg? - egentlig ikke = do you want to help me? - not really)

vil du = do you want to

greit = fine (okay, greit = okay, fine)

måte = way (på hvilken måte da? = in what way?)

fra = from (det er fra Even = It’s from Even)

føler = feel (føler hva du føler = feel what you feel)

følelse = feeling (alene-følelse = lonesomeness-feeling)

syns = think (syns du det? = do you think so?)

syntes = thought (han syntes det var gøy = He thought it was fun)

syns ikke = doesn’t seem (det syns ikke bra ut = It does not seem/look good)

tenker = thinking (hva tenker du om det? = what do you think about that?)

prøve = try (skal du prøve? = are you going to try?)


Okay so that’s some “simple” words that are used a lot in the language! Like or reply this post if you want me to post the other words and more sentences so I know that people want more :)

And also IF you are Norwegian and notice that a word or sentence is wrong, don’t hesitate to reply and tell me! I’m Swedish so I’m not fluent in Norwegian but I’m learning!

10

“What took you so long, I just sent you for a carton of milk?”

“Bumped into your ol’ man on the way.”

“Oh great, what did he do, harrass you like usual?”

“Yep.”

 “I swear I’m gonna CHOP him good one of these days!”

“Lets make him a grandpa, should suffice.”

“Pffffft!”

…..

 “Wait. Soul…..did you just…?”

Hiccstrid in Race to the Edge

OKAY PEOPLE!

So, I’ve been seing SO MANY comments about how “Hiccstrid was such a mistake” or “Rtte writers really flunked the Hiccstrid” and “The writers ruined Hiccstrid in RTTE, they made a big mistake.” and even “The plot for RTTE Hiccstrid is so bad.” (and these are direct quotes)

People, I really don’t know what your talking about! I think Rtte did an amazing job with the Hiccstrid, and I know people say that it’s rushed, or forced, but I really don’t think it is. Just here me out, and you might change your mind.

So, in the first season of RTTE, it appears that the two are just “friends” (as said multiple times by both Hiccup and Astrid) which leads me to believe this: The two are just shy and unsure as to where their relationship stands. Neither have actually come out and said that they “like” each other in that special way, or have said “I love you” (they still haven’t, but honestly that’s what makes RTTE Hiccstrid all the better, and I’ll explain that later on) so both are unsure. Hiccup knows he likes Astrid, because as he said in Blindsided, he’s thought about it a lot. And Astrid obviously likes Hiccup, after all that blushing and studdering and worried looks and those talks with Heather, I mean, it’s pretty obvious. But neither one wants to push it on the other, just in case the other doesn’t like them in return. It’s just that over the years since Riders/Defenders of Berk, they’ve come to terms with the fact that they’re “friends”, since neither have stood up and said anything against that fact. They’re both just shy, nervous, and unsure of their feelings. Typical teen feelings.

But they’re around 18 now, and the feelings haven’t really depleted at all for either of them, and RTTE shows this perfectly. 

Season 1:

I mean, just look at Hiccup! These two are normally shown- through out the entire show- as either standing by each other, or near each other. And it’s also shown that Hiccup laid out the Edge so that Astrid’s hut was closest to his. It’s just these small, subtle little moments scattered through out Season 1 and 2 that make Hiccstrid look like it’s just starting, or has still hung on. Like maybe the two do have feelings for each other, but are still able to hide them. (From each other anyways. Us, the audience, and Heather obviously pick up ont his type of stuff right away. XD)

And then “Reign of the Fireworms” the two were teasing each other playfully, suggesting that they enjoy having fun with each other and playfully annoying the other. Very cute, in my opinion. And it’s not too STRONG either, but gradually becomes more noticeable.

And here in Season 2: 

Here, it’s obvious Hiccup’s concerned for Astrid, especially when he volluntears to stay behind and sleep in the arena with her and Stormfly, and the others all joinn in to, when later Fishlegs explains that Hiccup wanted to “support” Astrid. 

Hiccup rescues Astrid from drowning, and acts extremely panicked when he notices she’s gone and not responding. I mean, yes, Hiccup would probably done this with the other riders, but he seemed extra concerned since it was Astrid.

THIS. And this is when we really start getting the “Hiccstrid” feels. I mean, before this, in the other episodes, we would not have really noticed the Hiccstrid if we hadn’t been looking for it. Otherwise, we would’ve thought “Oh, they’re teasing each other. How cute. I think they might like each other?” that kind of thing. But this, where Astrid half hugs Hiccup and says “But I still have you” it’s quite obvious she’s very slightly hinting at something.  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Season 3: 

AND THIS. This is when we really get it! This is where all the other little moments have led to. I just love how gradual Hiccstrid processes throughout RTTE. It’s all gradual, but obvious, but not too obvious. And the Buffalord Soldier only helped with this. It wasn’t too much, and they didn’t kiss right away. It was just simple actions and words, but it was still so simple and clear. But not pushy either. And the words “I can’t imagine a world without you in it” coming from both of them to each other was just beautiful, and so perfect and fitting.

In “Stryke Out”, the only real Hiccstrid we get is when Hiccup and Astrid hug, but again, it’s just this simple little motion and the looks passed between them that is shining through. It clearly hints at Hiccstrid, but again, IT’S NOT FORCED. It just happens, and it flows very nicely. Fishleg’s also states that “Astrid would’ve killed you (Snotlout) if we hadn’t found Hiccup.” saying that Astrid was very worried and concerned for Hiccup’s well being.

This part just made me smile, because of how awkward and genuinely surprised they both are at this physical contact. Astrid’s face is priceless, and it clearly states that she wasn’t expecting their hands to touch. This little moment is just another example for how gradually Hiccstrid’s relationship is growing.

Here, in “Last Auction Heroes” is another small gesture between the two, a kind comforting gesture that Astrid offers Hiccup when they get captured and lose their dragons, Berk’s gold, and well… everything. It just shows that the two are very supportive to each other, and that they still don’t have to speak words to make this point clear. It’s another thing that the writers did amazingly, was just all the movements and hints that made Hiccstrid seem more real.

NOW WE GET SEASON 4!

In Midnight Scrum, the two interact even more. Hiccup and Astrid have a private conversation int he Great Hall, and then later on, Astrid helps rescue Hiccup and helps him walk when he loses his medal leg. Again, support, but it’s not forced, or over load. It’s just right, just enough to get the point across that Astrid wants to be there for Hiccup and wants to help him. 

In “Dire Straights”, again we get to see Astrid worried about Hiccup, and Hiccup glad for her comfort. It’s just a few sweet gestures and words, but it is still a beautiful show that their relationship is gradually making it’s way up tot he point it’s at in HTTYD 2. 

In “Out of the Frying Pan” we see Astrid is about to give up to the heat, but Throk reminds her to stay awake for Hiccup, and she does, for HICCUP. 

*takes deep breath* So, “Blindsided” is the episode where the dams break, where they can’t contain their feelings anymore. Hiccup is very concerned about Astrid, and Astrid is starting to despair. Hiccup again offers his support. and since Astrid is blind, there is some more… well… touching and stuff. *winks* and it just brings stuff to mind for both of them, making them realize that they did like each other. I thought that, yeah, DreamWorks probably could’ve figured out a better way to actually get them together, other then making Astrid blind, but it still worked out very well, and I think that the Hiccstrid development is still very good in this, and not over-board, forced, or fakey. 

In “Shell Shocked Part 1″ We get to see them again, rather awkward bout everything still, and trying to hide it from the others. We also get to see Astrid’s concern for Hiccup, and it’s obvious she’s worried about him.

In “Shell Shocked Part 2″ we get to see that, again, Astrid is worried about Hiccup, and she doesn’t want him to get hurt and even suggests he go back and stay safe. Hiccup firmly states that they have to go on, keeping their feelings aside during battle, just like they’d done for years. By this time, Heather has pretty much figured out what’s going on, and the others are beginning to notice something going on between Hiccup and Astrid, although none of them (but Heather and Fishlegs) really notice anything is going on romantically. Viggo captures Astrid, forcing Hiccup to make a choise, Astrid killed or handing Viggo the Dragon Eye. Hiccup tosses the Dragon Eye into the volcano, freeing Astrid when Viggo jumped to catch it. After Viggo’s death, Astrid apologizes to Hiccup for not listening to him, but Hiccup just says that she had to let him know what she was thinking. The two therefore share a kiss, right in front of the other riders. Hiccstrid is now official.

The reason I wanted to explain all this, is because I really don’t believe Hiccstrid was rushed, forced, or poorly done at all. I think it worked it’s way up gradually to the point it’s at, and I think it was all done very wonderfully. It’s difficult to get this type of relationship just perfect, because it is a branch off of an original film, and to make it harder, it’s placed between two films, making getting the characters right all the harder. But I think DreamWorks did it VERY WELL. They worked it up gradually, with many little gestures, and moments in between the big noticeable moments, which makes it so much better.

Reblog if you agree with what I said above. 

Missed me? || Liam Dunbar

Missed me? || Liam Dunbar imagine 

 Plot: Liam’s childhood friend return to beacon hills but something seams different about her. \ 

 The bell rang giving the signal that another class at beacon hills high school had came to an end. The McCall pack sat togheter around the lunch table enjoying th warm sun of California.

“So, liam have you met the new sophomore transfer?” Lydia questioned fixing everyone’s gaze onto the young boy. The boy kept chewing on the sandwich in his hand and shook his head “ Hasn’t been in any of my classes so far’‘ 

 ’'I heard she used to live here before she moved away” Malia said and shrugged “ this boy behind me in history wouldn’t shut up about her” “What if we know her?” Scott offered with a smile.

 ’’ yeah one more Theo Raeken?“ Stiles said pretending to think about it ’'I think I’ll pass” “I wonder who this kid is ” Kira mumbled quietly mostly to herself. “ well if you looked up from the book you would find out” Lydia nudged her and nodded toward the school door where who seamed like the new girl walked out. In a matter of second all seven heads turned towards the door in blink of an eye. 

 ’'Y/N Y/L/N’’ liam questioned out loud before all seven heads turned back to the table before she could see them staring. 

 ’'Wait , The Y/N Y/L/N?“ Mason asked his mouth open ’'Another childhood friend , great. This seams sketchy to anyone else or is it just me” Stiles whisper-yelled looking specially at the younger boy who still couldn’t tear his eyes away from her. 

 ’'Liam’’ Scott calling his name turned his attention back to the group just as he missed the girl noticing him and starting to walk to them “Do you know that girl?” Liam had to resist looking back at the girl before nodding as an answer to Scott’s question “ we used to be best friend until we were like 12 , she suddenly disappeared and there was a lot… rumors’' 

 ’'She is way out of your league buddy, how did you even become friends?” Mason asked and just as liam were to answer he was cut off but an unknown female voice. “I punched him in the face and he gave me a high five” they all turned around to see Y/N standing there smiling at them all before her eyes fixed on liam. 

 ’'Y/N’’ Liam whispered looking up to the girl seaming to have lost his ability to talk. “I’m sorry , I believe we haven’t met before ” Lydia -who was sitting closest to her stood up offering a hand and smiling sweetly “ I’m Lydia Martin” “Scott McCall ” Scott took hint from Lydia staring at him and was quick to introduce himself, and soon after the rest of the group followed. 

 ’'So Y/N , liam told us you had to move away. Why was that?“ Stiles asked and earned himself a elbow in the ribs from Scott, who still looked at Y/N for an answer. ’'I just started living with my grandparents , it was nothing important” she said chuckling but was quick to continue before stiles could ask any more questiones 

“ Well I gotta go to class , dont wanna be late on first day” “What class do you have, maybe we have the same one” Mason asked giving the girl a smile. “Yeah let me check” she replied pulling her plan from her bag “ I got history this period” Mason let out a disappointed sight and turned to liam “ Don’t you have History this period”

“Uh” the young lad said finally tearing his gaze away from the girl “ Yeah i guess i do” “Great , lets go then ” she said waving a last goodbye to the others as liam stood up basically tripping over his own feet following her inside. They started walking into the school with the bone crushing silence , the tension almost making it to hard to breath. 

 ’'I guess its been a while’’ Y/N chuckled looking at Liam , his blue eyes tense and his stress could be smelt from miles away “ listen I kno-” “You just left Y/N . We talked the day before that , you told me things were getting better and the next thing I know is that you are gone and I’m attending a funeral and you are suddenly a murderer” He exclaimed stopping by his locker as she walked ahead a few steps and didnt turn to face him until he was done with his rant. 

She turned around , the smile on her face long gone and a serious look replaced it “ Did you believe them ?” She quietly asked as the bell rang and people started hurrying by them to get to class. He sighted breaking the stare off as his phone beeped telling him he got a text.

 From Stiles : Need to talk. NOW. 

 He was quick to put the phone away and look up to the girl looking for a excuse “ I have to go , coach set up a talk with the lacrosse team, the class is just around the corner” he said before turning around starting to walk away. 

 ’’ Liam?“ Her voice stopped his from walking but he didn’t turn around ” You never told me if you believed them or not’' 

 As he was about to answer , he turned to face her and noticed her being gone, he sighted before picking up the pace and walking out the school to meet with stiles.

 **
 He finally found Stiles and the rest of the group behind the school buses and after looking around to se if anyone had followed him. “You really couldn’t wait until the class wa-” Scott whisper-yelled before being cut off by Stiles direction his focus on Liam. 

 ’'Did you smell it?“ Stiles asked so fast the words were almost hard to make out. ’'Smell what? What are you talking about , Stiles I swea-” “Smell it on her ” Stiles replied waving his arms around 

“ Come on guys , Scott and Malia got a scent” “We got a scent but it wasn’t…” Malia said trying to find the right word to describe it.

 ’'She isn’t completely like us’’ Scott finished for her looking over to Liam. 

 ’'If she isn’t one of you’’ Lydia said looking to a point behind them to where Y/N walked out of school , carefull not to be seen and walked to the parking lot where Theo was waiting with a smirk “ Than what or who is she?’' 

 –
 This was not requested but I really wanted to write this hihi.
   Part 2 anyone?

anonymous asked:

hey can i ask what you meant by replacing skin tones with red/pink did u mean in like making them lighter in edits and stuff i didn't really understand?

uhhh not ‘lighter’ per se but. Ok. i made a quick example w/ oscar to show you because he’s the one i’ve seen this done to the most often

(original picture) see how the yellow tones have been taken out of his face? while he’s like… not technically that much lighter, he’s certainly not brown anymore

The importance of Magnus Bane also lies in his intersectionality and that’s so important and we need to remember it and be aware so we aren’t trampling on each other’s representation.

Magnus is important because he’s bi and he’s not treated as confused or slutty or indecisive.

Magnus is important because he’s an Asian man and he’s not desexualized or submissive. He’s canonically powerful and highly desirable.

He’s a bisexual Asian man of color being treated with dignity and respect being written with care and love and given a unique and interesting story, he’s a literal fucking unicorn, dragon, what have you. He’s practically a fucking mythical creature.

We really need to think about it and savor it tbh.

anonymous asked:

Can you do a blurb where Gemma and Anne don't like Harry's girlfriend and think she's using him for money. Harry doesn't know and then finds out and is really upset about it

“’ello?”

“Harry, how many times do I have to tell you?”

“That I’m the fittest bloke you’ve ever laid eyes on?” She could hear the smirk through the speaker of her phone, knowing that he knew damn well what she was talking about. “As many times as you want.”

“You know what I’m talking about.” She wasn’t angry, per se- just overwhelmed, for lack of better words, at how much he spoiled her. “Just because I remarked how nice a bracelet was last week doesn’t mean I wanted it.” She sighed, the sparkle of the diamond on said bracelet catching the sun from where she had it laid on the kitchen table in front of her. “And if I did happen to want it, I could buy it for myself.”

“Know you could.” He didn’t sound the slightest bit phased because she put up an argument every time. “Just wanted to spoil my girl,‘s that really such a crime?”

“Yes.” She was quick to answer. “I don’t want you thinking I’m only here for the gifts and the money.”

“I know you’re not.” He shook his head, despite knowing she couldn’t possibly see him. “But it’s my way of showing you how much you mean to me.”

Admittedly, it warmed her heart how much thought and love was behind each and every gift, none of them were ever just a splurge of money because he felt like he had to buy her over.

“And I’m really thankful, but I honestly don’t need gifts to see that you’re genuine about us.” Her voice was much softer now. “Just- promise me you’ll stop spending your money on me all the time? I really do appreciate it but it would make me much happier to see you spend it on one of your ridiculously expensive scarves or something.”

“A’right I promise.” He sighed jokingly, as if she was asking a lot off him. “I hope you know I’m only going to go crazy on your birthday and at Christmas, though.”

“I guess I can live with that.” She reasoned and he chuckled.

He was one of only a few others sitting in the departures lounge of the airport and he was thankful for his own space in the corner, happier to bicker with his girlfriend than to make small talk with anyone else. After speaking for a little while longer, the voice on the speaker announced his flight, notifying him that there was only five minutes until the gates closed.

“I’ve got to go love but I’ll see you later on.” He stood up, throwing his carry on over his shoulder and making his way towards his gate.

“Ok, call me when you land safe.”

“Will do.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

//

On her way to the airport, (y/n) decided she could kill a bit of time by calling in with Gemma as it would beat sitting on an uncomfortable metal bench for god knows how long until Harry’s flight came in. She also figured she could pick up his charger that he mentioned leaving there last week.

Having only been with Harry for just under 10 months, she had met Anne and Robin four times, Gemma three and Des just once. There was the whole formal ‘meet the parents’ meal a few months in and, afterwards, it was a rare occasion that she was able to travel with Harry to see them on his time off- she did have her own work commitments after all.

Despite that, she wasn’t entirely nervous about meeting with Gemma again; she seemed easy enough to talk to when Harry was present so she was sure going solo wouldn’t make a huge difference. After pulling up to the apartment block and being allowed to walk on ahead through by the security guard who had come to know who she was, she made it up to the fourth floor in a matter of minutes and gave a light knock on the oak-wood door.

“Hi!” She greeted the female clone of her boyfriend as soon as the door opened. “I was on my way to the airport to get Harry but figured I may as well drop in to say hello and pick up his charger for him.”

“Couldn’t he have done that once he landed?” She tried to ignore the bitter tone to her voice, deciding instead to laugh it off.

“He’s usually too tired to function after a long flight.” She laughed.

“I know.” She gave her a pointed look. “He’s been my brother longer than he’s been your boyfriend, y’know.”

This time, she decided to stay silent and chose not to address the bitterness in her voice. Without any further word, Gemma trudged back through her flat. Not knowing if she was welcome to follow or not, (y/n) hovered awkwardly by the doorway before deciding to just follow her anyway.

She could hear her talking to someone in the kitchen, but couldn’t make out – and didn’t really have an interest in- what they were saying.

“Hi, Anne.” She gave her a warm smile once realising who the voice belonged to on her arrival to the kitchen. “It’s lovely to see you again.”

“Thanks.” She gave her a tight lipped smile, not bothering to maintain any eye contact.

“I’ll just get that charger then-“

“New bracelet?” Anne nodded to the diamond link on her arm; the brand new one that had only arrived from Harry mere hours ago.

“Oh.” She looked down at it. “Yeah.”

“How’d you afford that?” The harshness in Gemma’s voice was painfully obvious now and (y/n) didn’t miss how her mother winced slightly at the tone she had certainly not been brought up to use, but she didn’t bother reprimanding her.

“Harry got it for me.”

“Of course he did.” She laughed a dry, bitter laugh. “Just like everything else you own.”

She was taken aback to say the least and couldn’t find any words to answer with, because what exactly could she answer with?

“What she means is that you seem to be getting an awful lot off Harry lately.” Anne tried to ease the awkward atmosphere in the room but didn’t back down on defending her son from someone she thought was taking advantage of him.

“I don’t-“

“I mean, if it’s not him taking you out everywhere and paying the bill every time, it’s you getting these expensive gifts off him.”

“I don’t ask him to.” She was making a poor effort at defending herself against the two strongly opinionated women, sounding nothing short of timid and nervous. “I don’t like when he buys me things all the time.”

“Sure you don’t.” Gemma rolled her eyes. “Listen, Harry’s an adult and neither of us two can tell him who or what he spends his hard earned money on. But we just wanted to make it clear that we can see you for exactly the way you are and we’ll never accept someone into the family who takes advantage of him.”

“Gem-“

“No, Mum.” She snapped. “You said it yourself. Harry only thinks he’s in love and she’s taking advantage of that.”

She looked to Anne for confirmation that she hadn’t said such a thing after being so nice when Harry was there, but when her head stayed bowed down, eyes focused on the table, she took a deep breath and stuttered out a quiet “I’m sorry.” Before bolting to her car where she would be able to let out the hurt she was feeling.

//

Landed safe. Just getting my bags xx

In the café x

“Boo.” (y/n) jumped, startled from where she was in deep thought and didn’t have to fake the smile on her face when the familiar feeling of her boyfriend’s arms were engulfing her. “Well, somebody certainly missed me.” He laughed, placing a kiss on her forehead.

“I did.” She mumbled into his shirt.

“C’mon, let’s get home, yeah?” He suggested.

“Do you want a coffee before we go?” She asked, pulling a note from her purse that would cover the price of a coffee each.

“I’d love one, actually.” She stopped him when his hand went to the pocket of his jeans where he kept loose change.

“I’ll get it.”

“Love, ‘s only a coffee.” He smirked. “Am I not even allowed to treat you to that now?”

“Not when I’m fully capable of buying it myself Harry!” Her volume had increased slightly, but not to the point where she was drawing any unwanted attention to them. “I do have a job, you know.”

“I’m aware.” He spoke slowly, trying to read her expression.

“And could you please take this,” She pulled the bracelet off her wrist. “back? I’m sick of you throwing away all your hard earned money on me.”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa.” He placed his hands on her shoulders, forcing her to stay right where she was until he figured out what the hell was going on in her head. “What’s this all about? Where did you take this notion?”

“I’m not taking advantage of you.”

“No one said you were, poppet.”

Everyone says I am!”

“Well I don’t care what everyone says,” He shrugged. “I know you’re not.”

“You only-“ She took a shuddering breath in. “You only think you love me.” His face fell at her statement. “And I’m taking advantage of that.”

“No this isn’t-“ He shook his head. “This isn’t you. Is this the fans? I’ve told you not to look at what they’re saying.”

“No, it’s not the fans.”

“Who, then?”

She didn’t want to tell him; didn’t want to be the reason for a possible argument with his mother and sister. But the desperate look on his face made her want to take away all his worries.

“It doesn’t-“

“Who, (y/n)?” He was more stern now.

“Your mum and Gemma just pointed out a few things.” She swallowed. “I don’t blame them for thinking how they did.” He looked confused, angry and hurt that two of the people he cared most about were saying such things about one of the other people he cared deeply for. “It could be true-“

“It’s bullshit.” He asserted. “Complete and utter bullshit.”

“Harry-“

“Let’s go home.”

//

Much later that night, Harry crawled into bed after having a shower and could tell by how his girlfriend was breathing that she wasn’t asleep, but was still facing away from him. He decided to give her space but laid one hand on her hip, tracing mindless little patterns.

“I called mum earlier.” She didn’t respond with words but he seen how her shoulders tensed up. “I made sure she knew how wrong that was of them to say such things about you.” Still no response. “She just worries sometimes but I’ll not let them speak to you like that again.”

“You didn’t have to do that.” Her voice was cracked with the emotion that had built up inside her all day.

“It’s because I love you.” He placed a kiss on her shoulder blade. “And I know I do.”

Stay Safe (Damian x Reader)

Request: Please do a Damian x reader where the reader (who is dating Jason) is very close with Damian, like in an older sister/motherly way

A/N: I hope you like it anon! Don’t forget– Q and A and requests are open! Have a great day/night loves!

~~~~~~~~~

“You’re sure that you have your phone?” Damian asked you. The 11 year old sitting on the couch was probably 10 times more paranoid about you going on a date than you were. “And your house key? What about money in case you need to call a cab?”

“I’m good, Dami.” You slipped on your shoes and gave yourself a once over in the mirror on the wall. “Jason and I have been dating for 4 months now, remember?”

“Text me or call me if you need anything– and by anything, I mean anything. I can hide a body–”

“Damian, I’m going to pretend that I didn’t hear that.” You gave him a stern look before giving him a hug. “Don’t worry, I’ll be fine. Be safe on patrols, okay?”

“I’m not the one you need to worry about.” He grumbled, wrapping his arms tightly around your waist. “Todd better keep it in his pants.” He said lowly enough that he thought that you couldn’t hear him, but you laughed and he went red.

“Don’t worry about Jason.” You stepped back and booped him on the nose, smiling when he scrunched up his nose in distaste. “I’m perfectly capable of handling myself kiddo.”

“Have fun.” He begrudged before the door closed behind you.

~~~~~~~~~~

“How’s short stack?” Jason asked you as you laid on his chest. “Still a demon?”

“Damian is good. And definitely not a demon. He was very concerned about me dating you though.” You laughed. You had met Jason through Damian– or, rather through Bruce. You were a confidant to Bruce Wayne (yes, you knew his identity) at an early age when you interned under him at Wayne Industries. He let you in on all of his secrets and ended up giving you an executive job there when you were old enough to apply.

Damian was your ‘little brother’ of sorts. Bruce had called you in to watch him on several occasions when he was out on business trips. Since then, he had grown very attached to you. And when you and Jason started dating, he’d become even more protective of you.

“Of course. He cares about you.” Jason said, trailing a finger down your back. Your date had eventually led back to his apartment; well, it was more like it had led back to one of the walls of his apartment, then the couch, and lastly his bed. It was a great date.

“He’s just always worried about me.” You sighed. “I wish he wouldn’t worry so much. He’s going to have an ulcer at 16 at the rate he’s going.”

“He doesn’t need to worry about you.” Jason smiled down at you. “That’s my job, remember?”

“Sure.” You rolled your eyes. “Fine– you can worry about me, but it’s pointless, because I can take care of myself.”

“Of course you can.” He kissed you softly, and you relaxed at his touch.

~~~~~~~~~~

You were walking back to your apartment when someone crept up behind you. You didn’t have time to react before there was a gun pressed to your back, and a voice in your ear.

“Give me your wallet.” A man growled in your ear. You handed your wallet over wordlessly. “And your pho–”

He collapsed in the middle of his sentence. You whirled around, bewildered, when you saw Damian standing there. “Y/F/N? Are you okay?”

“I’m fine.” You looked down at the guy on the ground. “Can’t say the same for him.” Damian retrieved your wallet and handed it to you.

“From now on, you should have someone walking with you when it’s dark out.” He sighed. “I thought Jason was giving you a ride back after dinner?”

“I was just walking back from his apartment.” You said. Damian looked up at you questioningly. “It’s only a couple of blocks. I would have had the situation under control, but unfortunately there was a gun barrel pressed to my back.”

“Yeah, well, we’re going to have to fix that.” He started walking you back to your apartment. “What were you doing at Jason’s?”

“Hanging out. Talking.” You said, not necessarily lying per se. He was 11, he didn’t need to know that the two of you were having se–

“What did you talk about?”

“Taxes. Life. College. Grown up stuff.” You said. He nodded in agreement, and you smiled internally. When you got back to your apartment, Damian waited until you were inside and the door was locked before beginning to climb out the window. However, he turned around at the last minute.

“Stay safe, Y/F/N.”

You walked up to him and kissed his forehead endearingly. “Bye, Dami. See you.” With that, he left your apartment. You chuckled as you closed the window behind him, making sure it was unlocked in case he needed in. You loved him– in a fraternal sense.

Damian Wayne: your overprotective, adorable, brave ‘little brother’.

Of Dazai and the Old Boss – An Analysis Report

Wordcount: 1.374.

So ever since I started reading the manga, there was always one character I always wondered about; the Old Boss, or the boss that came before Mori. Sure he seemed like an unimportant side character in the way he’s presented, but I have reasons to believe he’s more than that.

First, let’s compile what we know about him.

1.     He was ruthless even when he’s not bedridden and paranoid, as was said by Kouyou whose lover was killed because she tried to escape the Mafia with him.

And again when Tanizaki tried to kill Mori but was stopped by Kouyou, saying that if Mori died, the Mafia would return to its ‘wretched ways’. We can say with complete confidence that Mori’s way is so much ‘kinder’ than the old boss.

2.       He was bedridden with illness that also made him paranoid of attacks. This is not the case before the illness strike because Hirotsu mentioned he become like that after the illness. If Mori hadn’t stopped him by slicing his throat, he would have burnt Yokohama down.

4.       Wait that’s it? Yep. All we knew about him was in that episode and that chapter. But what we know about him was profound.

First let’s look at this scene:

Notice how Hirotsu mentioned Dazai specifically? Here’s the original panel for that scene:

In this, we can confidently say that Hirotsu singled out Dazai about how was the one who should’ve been most not alright with the development. The words used for it ‘Dazai –kun mo rikai suru tokoro de attarou‘  implies this. It hints that Dazai should’ve been resentful to Mori because he killed the Old Boss. But against all odds, he understood why Mori did what he did.

Then there’s this scene.

It really bothered me and when I looked deeper this is what cemented my conclusion of Dazai and the Old Boss’ connection. So as we could see in this scene, Mori killed the Old Boss and had Dazai become the sole witness. Now this premise has many problems.

1. Other than Mori, who was a doctor so obviously he was to take care of the sick, notice that Dazai was the only one in the room. Now this is strange. He was the only one who was by the Old Boss’ side, all alone in the room with the vulnerable, sick man when there’s no doctor to hover on the bedside. This in and of itself is a proof of their bond. If they weren’t well-known to have it, then all the Mafia would be suspicious to the fact that he’s accompanying the boss when he’s the most vulnerable.

On top of that he was entrusted with the Boss’ security as he was in the room with Mori who might or might not harm him (spoiler, he harmed the boss.) so he was supposed to be the one to care the most about the Old Boss’ wellbeing.

2.       As we know from the light novel, Odasaku mentioned that Dazai was considered to become an Executive at 16. In this scene he was only 14 and at that point of time, he had enough sway in the Organization that he can be the sole witness to the boss’ will and everyone just—nods and go along with it, making Mori the new boss despite them should be having Five Executive that would have fought for the seat. Why?

3.       In this case, Dazai cannot be adopted and raised by Mori as the fandom believed. If he was Mori’s and he became the sole witness everyone would call bull on it because he’d be perceived as Mori’s accomplice in taking out the Old Boss. They’d be executed and one of the upper echelon would take the throne themselves.

This would only work if the Port Mafia to believe that he couldn’t harm the boss and wouldn’t let harm come to him.

But what about this picture, you ask? Well, Mori did have a connection with Dazai too seing how Dazai got the coat he wore from before he was 14 to 18 from him. That’s a good 4 years wearing the same thing. I think this was actually the same case with Chuuya not appearing in the Dark Era; the plot has yet to be told to the readers and kept secret.

And then there’s the possibility that they knew each other because of Dazai’s wounds. If the Old Boss is as ruthless as Kouyou made him out to be, it won’t be far-fetched to say he’s the one resposible for Dazai’s numerous injuries and was frequently sent to Mori, the doctor, to get treatment.

Summary:  the Organization needs to know Dazai well and for some reason connect him with not only being close enough to the Old Boss for it not be strange for him to be all alone in the room with him and having enough credibility that he can’t possibly lie about the Old Boss’ last will. On top of that, he needs some reason to be the one ‘most not alright with it’ in a personal sense.

So what would make this credible? What could make this work? It would be if by doing so he was giving up his rights to the throne.

Here cometh my conclusion: Dazai was the Old Boss’ son and the rightful heir to the Port Mafia. If he was one, it won’t be strange for him to have credibility as 14-year old kid claiming to be the sole witness to a boss of The Mafia’s biggest bad that made a city doctor its next Boss.  More than that, it would be natural for him to spend time alone in the Boss’ bedside when he was sick and vulnerable.

No, I won’t be dropping Darth Vader’s ‘I am your father’ bomb here, despite it being extremely tempting. How many father and child bound by blood have you seen in BSD? That’s right, none. No reason to break the pattern now.

But what is prevalent? Adopting orphans. Hell, it was dropped by Odasaku in his last moment as one of Dazai’s driving force. In fact, most of the main cast are either adopted orphans or have adopted an orphan. (Fukuzawa & Ranpo, Kunikida & Rokuzo, Akutagawa/Atsushi and Dazai, need I go on?)

Here’s my verdict: Dazai was the heir to the Port Mafia because he was the Old Boss’ adopted. When the Old Boss died, everyone in the Mafia who knew about it, thought that he couldn’t possibly lie because by doing so he’d be defacing the Old Boss and giving away his rights to the throne. This gave him the ultimate credibility and thus allowing Mori to become the next King.

Most of all, this also solve the mystery of Mori’s behavior. Why drive Dazai away when he’s 18, when Mori could’ve killed him or make him go away before? He made the preparation to drive Dazai away two years beforehand when Dazai was 16, a good two years after becoming boss. The answer was because this will reveal his play to his subordinate. In the light novel Odasaku mentioned about Mori’s fearsome reputation for being ruthless and clever as hell. And this is the key; reputation.

If Mori killed Dazai before he got a secure standing in the Mafia, he would be accused to be killing the Old Boss and taking down his heir. Everyone would be on the scent of blood like sharks, especially in a place as cruel as the Mafia. So he got himself a reputation, backed by people loyal to him (Chuuya, Kouyou and, in an extent, Ace who was loyal only to money) and when he was sure that he has shown what he could and would do to the whole Mafia and the world, he cut off Dazai because he was no longer needed and now poses only threat.

By exiling the Prince, he would be able to hog the throne for himself since the older members would not be rallying behind Dazai to retake his rights. Truly a long-running plan befitting of him.

But hey, that’s just a theory. A BSD theory. Aaaand cut.

Status: Inglês

• Fall in love with someone who deserves your heart. Not someone who plays with it.
(Apaixone-se por alguém que merece o seu coração. Não alguém que joga com ele.)

• Sometimes the love of your life comes after the mistake of your life.
(Às vezes o amor da sua vida vem após o erro da sua vida.)

• I really cant wait for the day that someone looks at me like I’m their everything and wants to keep hold of me forever
(Eu realmente não posso esperar para o dia em que alguém olha para mim como eu sou seu tudo e quer manter a preensão de mim para sempre.)

• I love being around with someone who constantly makes me laugh.
(Adoro estar perto de alguém que sempre me faz rir.)

• Every girl just wants to feel like she’s the best thing to happen to you.
(Toda garota só quer se sentir que ela é a melhor coisa que lhe aconteça.)

• The first time you fall in love, it changes you forever and no matter how hard you try, that feeling just never goes away.
(A primeira vez que você se apaixonou, você muda para sempre e não importa quanto você tente, que sentimento nunca desaparece.)

• Those nights when all you want to do is cuddle up next to someone and then you realize you’re single.
(Aquelas noites quando tudo o que você quer fazer é cuidar-se ao lado de alguém e então você percebe você é único.)

• If only you knew how much those little moments with you mattered to me.
(Se soubesse o quanto esses pequenos momentos com você era importante para mim.)

• You keep a lot to yourself because it’s difficult to find people who understand.
(Fique muito mesmo, porque é difícil encontrar pessoas que entendem)

• Did you ever even think about everyone you left?
(Você já pensou em todo mundo que você deixou?)

• I deserve to be happy, fuck all this bullshit.
(Eu mereço ser feliz, foda-se essa merda.)

• You deserve the kind of love you would give someone else.
(Você merece o tipo de amor que daria a outra pessoa.)

• Take me as I am, not as you wish me to be
(Aceita-me como sou, não como você deseja que eu seja)

• I know it’s over, but sometimes I can’t help but wonder what we’d be if we were still together.
(Eu sei que acabou, mas às vezes eu não pode ajudar, mas pergunto o que seríamos se ainda estivéssemos juntos.)

• stop caring and you will have less problems
(Pare de se importar e você terá menos problemas.)

• One of the greatest accomplishments you can ever have is to love who you’ve always been
(Uma das maiores realizações que você já pode ter é amar quem você sempre foi.)

• Honestly I think about you all the time.
(Sinceramente, penso em você o tempo todo.)

• What if I told you I missed you? Would that change anything?
(E se eu dissesse a você que eu perdi você? Isso mudaria alguma coisa?)

• A bad personality makes even the most attractive person ugly.
(Uma personalidade ruim faz até a pessoa mais atraente feio.)

• One of your hugs would be nice right now.
(Um de seus abraços agora seria bom.)

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anonymous asked:

I'm curious to know what you think about Zuko's character arc, like did you like him betraying Katara and Iroh at the end of Book 2 or did you find it OOC? Did you like how he wanted throughout Book 3, cause to me he looked like a douchebag yelling at Iroh, hiring an assassin etc, really looked like Bryke was trying to make him as bad as possible and pair him up with Mai, to cancel him as a love interest for Katara.

I believe his betrayal of Katara and Iroh at the end of Book 2 was entirely necessary for his character arc. Zuko always showed himself as one who needed to make his own decisions and mistakes before he learned from them. His uncle could preach at him all he wanted, but Zuko only ever recognized Iroh’s truth after he’d pursued a goal to no avail. 

For example, the greatest turning point in Zuko’s story during Book 2 was when he let Appa go. Now, he wasn’t planning to do so. He only released Appa after much urging from Iroh, and Iroh’s explanation of Zuko’s past failings: 

Iroh: So, the Blue Spirit. I wonder who could be behind that mask …
Zuko: [Sighs and takes off the mask.] What are you doing here?
Iroh: I was just about to ask you the same thing. What do you plan to do now that you’ve found the Avatar’s bison? Keep him locked in our new apartment? Should I go put on a pot of tea for him?
Zuko: First I have to get it out of here.
Iroh: And then what!? You never think these things through! [Points at him.] This is exactly what happened when you captured the Avatar at the North Pole! You had him, and then you had nowhere to go!
Zuko: I would have figured something out!
Iroh: [Starts yelling.] No! If his friends hadn’t found you, you would have frozen to death!

Iroh is quick to tell Zuko that his lack of planning will ultimately lead to his downfall. He was never successful in the past because he never thought his schemes through. What did he really hope to accomplish by capturing Appa? What was his end goal? How exactly did he think revealing his identity in the Earth Kingdom’s only stronghold was going to play out? And this was after he went on a date with Jin, after his uncle had found some success in Ba Sing Se, and after Zuko had a taste of what a normal, peaceful life could be if he’d just let his destiny go. 

Zuko: I know my own destiny, Uncle!
Iroh: Is it your own destiny, or is it a destiny someone else has tried to force on you?

He was happy in Ba Sing Se, but largely so, because he had no other choice. His life no longer followed the trajectory he had planned— he couldn’t hunt the Avatar because doing so would mean revealing his location in Ba Sing Se and he couldn’t return home because he couldn’t hunt the Avatar.

Jump back up to Iroh’s last line listed above: Is it a destiny someone else has tried to force on you? That can easily be applied to his hunt for the Avatar, but look how easily can that also be applied to Zuko’s newfound life in Ba Sing Se! His actions — pursuing Appa the second he knew the bison was in the city, even after experiencing peace and success — prove that his life in Ba Sing Se was another destiny being forced on him. 

Now, I know you may be arguing in your head that Zuko’s metamorphosis proves that he had changed— but I don’t think so. I think Zuko’s metamorphosis proved he hadn’t, foreshadowed by this exchange: 

Zuko: Stop it, Uncle! I have to do this!
Iroh: I’m begging you, Prince Zuko! It’s time for you to look inward and begin asking yourself the big questions. Who are you, and what do you want?

His transformation in Book 2 was his wrestling with this question: What do I want? Zuko didn’t know. He had no idea. Everything was conflicting in his head. Did he want the Avatar? Did he want peace? Did he want to go home? Did he want this new life? This is particularly evident in the warring dragons in his dreams: 

Blue dragon: It’s getting late. Are you planning to retire soon, my lord?
Zuko: I’m not tired.
Blue dragon: Relax, Fire Lord Zuko. Just let go. Give in to it. Shut your eyes for a while.
Zuko slowly starts to shut his eyes but widely opens them upon hearing the other dragon.
Red dragon: No, Fire Lord Zuko! Do not listen to the blue dragon. You should get out of here right now. Go! Before it’s too late!
Blue dragon: Sleep now, Fire Lord Zuko.
The dragons disappear, and the room they’re in, as well as the guards watching Zuko, crumble to nothing. The blue dragon reappears in front of him. Two golden eyes appear, followed by the face of the blue dragon, which closes rapidly.
Blue dragon: Sleep. Just like mother!
Charges at Zuko and opens its mouth. Inside the dragon’s mouth, Zuko sees his mother, Ursa. Within that darkness, the camera draws closer to Ursa, who drops her hood.
Ursa: Zuko! Help me! 
Zuko disappears through the floor.

Later when Zuko awakens:

Zuko: What’s happening?
Iroh: Your critical decision. What you did beneath that lake. It was in such conflict with your image of yourself that you are now at war within your own mind and body.
Zuko: What’s that mean? 
Iroh: You are going through a metamorphosis, my nephew. It will not be a pleasant experience, but when you come out of it, you will be the beautiful prince you were always meant to be.

I think a lot of viewers take Iroh’s final comment as the end all and be all sign that Zuko was supposed to fully transform here and join the Avatar’s side, however, I do not believe this is the case. I believe Iroh’s comment wasn’t exactly wrong… it’s just interpreted incorrectly. Zuko did change when he woke from his coma: He didn’t change sides or soften or discern all of Azula’s lies, but as became evident in Book 3, Zuko woke from his coma and was able to finally recognize the truth in Iroh’s words

Let’s delve into the imagery of the metamorphosis… not only is he plagued by weird visions such as taking on Aang’s body, the dragons in Zuko’s dreams symbolize the two dueling sides of him. One part of him wants to enjoy the life he’s found in Ba Sing Se, evidenced by the red dragon warning him to get away from the influence of the blue dragon— 

[SIDE NOTE: Zuko may know that Azula always lies… but he always seems to fall for it i.e. that time she said father wanted him home. that time she said he’d be welcomed home. that time she gave him credit for killing Aang as a favor. that time she said the Agni Kai would be one-on-one]

—while the blue dragon represents his desires lying in the Fire Nation. He nearly succumbs to the blue dragon’s suggestion that he sleep, until the red dragon appears and warns him off. However, in the end, Zuko is charged by the blue dragon: He is swallowed by the blue dragon, and in the blue dragon’s mouth, Zuko sees his mother (representing his long-lost childhood desires— to protect those in need and be gentle/kind/innocent) calling for help, before sinking into the floor. 

What does this mean? Well, I believe it means that Zuko gave in to the blue dragon, and it was meant to foreshadow him giving in to Azula’s seduction in the Crystal Catacombs, rather than foreshadowing him saving sides. It also foreshadowed his recognition of his mistake and his distraught emotional state following his choice to betray the red dragon (Iroh (and Katara)). 

Again, to break it down even more so: 

Zuko wants to give in to the Blue Dragon’s request to sleep. 
In the real world, Zuko falls prey to Azula’s bait, challenging her to an Agni Kai and being imprisoned. 

Zuko is warned by the Red Dragon of his choices. 
In the real world, Iroh pleads with Zuko not to listen to Azula. Twice, actually. Once when Iroh flees the palace and Zuko says he’s done running, and again, below the city, when Iroh pleads with Zuko to make the decision he knows is right.

Zuko is swallowed whole by the Blue Dragon.
In the real world, Zuko falls into Azula’s scheme. Unbeknownst to him, Azula is using him— she knows she cannot defeat Aang and Katara alone, so she entices him with the promise of being welcomed home a hero. 

Zuko panics over the vision of his mother (innocence), but is ultimately lost to the Blue Dragon.
In the real world, Zuko is completely absorbed in the version of himself he thinks he needs to be. He is angry. He is violent. He is a betrayer. He has lost all connection to the innocence of his childhood and the image of himself that he nearly reconnected with during his metamorphosis. 

Furthermore, being lost to the Blue Dragon symbolized Zuko’s emotional and mental spiral in Book 3. He was incredibly unhappy, even after he sold his soul to come home. He’d lost it all. He had no one to blame but himself but he didn’t want to blame himself— he wanted to blame Iroh for being right all along. Zuko’s behavior towards Iroh was unacceptable, yes, but it was in character when you consider Zuko’s complete and utter implosion and the destruction of his soul in his decision to betray everyone. 

I fully believe the betrayal was Aaron Ehasz’s idea. In my opinion, it was fundamental to Zuko’s character. As long as he had the support and guidance of his uncle, Zuko would never transform on his own. He needed to hit rockbottom. He needed to realign himself with what he wanted, and the only way to do so, was to have everything he wanted and nothing at all at the same time. 

I do not believe it was a ploy by Bryke to destroy Zutara, as the pair came back together in Book 3 and were closer/stronger than ever. 

What Avatar struggled with the most was the timing of Zuko’s arc. Book 3 spent too much time focusing on useless episodes that could have been utilized to showcase Zuko’s actions in the Fire Nation and his resulting decision to leave his place there. His treason could have taken place earlier and, as a result, we could’ve spent more time with the transformed Zuko and the Gaang.

I also think Avatar suffered greatly by cancelling Book 4. If we’d had a chance to see Zuko rule as Fire Lord, I believe his transformation would’ve felt complete. 

Today Is Dying

For the prompt: okay but what i need now is a fic where bellamy finds out what clarke did. lol
Like… imagine that abby didn’t destroy the radiation chamber and clarke actually goes in. imagine bellamy hooks up with that girl and someone barges into his room to tell him what happened back at the lab and yeah. 
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Title inspired by Softness, no. 8 by Albert Alexander Bukoski

Huge thank you to @bellamylovedlincoln for beta’ing. You’re the best!

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Bellamy had never been shy about his sexual exploits, per se. Though he hated to admit it, there were many days that his lunch breaks on the Ark were spent boasting about his most recent conquest to his buddies on the guard, back when he was young and stupid and just wanted a few minutes to be a jackass teenager. And even when they’d first landed on the ground, he knew that more than one of the rumors that had circulated around the camp had centered around his ability to handle more than one woman at a time. No matter how much this world had aged him, at the end of the day, he was still just a 23-year-old guy who, like most of them, really fucking loved sex. Sue him.

But that didn’t mean he was particularly thrilled by Harper barging in on him naked and high and pressed up against some girl he barely knew.

“Bellam—oh, god, sorry,” she sputtered, her arm darting up to block the view of the bed. He grappled for the sheets, pulling them over Bree and himself. When he saw that her head had turned, he reached for the boxers that lay crumpled on the floor next to the bed.

“What the fuck, Harper?”

“Look, sorry, but it’s an emergency,” she said, eyes firmly fixed on the wall ahead of her.

The tea he’d downed at the bar was still in his system, as evidenced by the way the room spun when he reached for his shirt a few feet away and struggled to pull it over his head.

“So much of an emergency that you couldn’t knock?”

“It’s Clarke.”

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INTJ Problems

Me: You know what, emotions are important too. That’s what makes us human. We can’t just ignore them.

*Something emotion-inducing happens*

Me: Nope. Nope. Nope. Get it AWAY FROM ME. I DID NOT ASK FOR THIS.

*runs away*

ER JEG SEN? [AM I LATE?] Translation

[TEXT MESSAGE]

MUM: Join the theme night in mosque on Friday, about the women’s role in Islam
SANA: Is Jamilla coming?
MUM: [reprimanding] Sana
MUM: I don’t think so
SANA I’m in ❤️

ISAK (BACKGROUND): We gotta celebrate
EVEN: Yeah, yeah, yeah. With sparkling drink
ISAK: Sparkling drink?
EVEN: Isn’t that how to celebrate?
ISAK: But I want beer, though. I want beer.

EVEN: Oh, now you’re here!
SANA: Am I late?
ISAK: We’re done
SANA: Oh nooo. Sorry, I messed up, I took the tram in the wrong direction, and…
MAHDI: Yeah, I’ve heard that one before
ISAK: Took the tram in the wrong direction?
MAHDI: Took the tram in the wrong direction
JONAS (TO SANA): YOU?
MAHDI: Yeah that’s what I use to do when I can’t be bothered to show up to stuff
ISAK: But, then you can come along with Even and I and help us unpack. That takes time.
SANA: That sounds like a lot of fun, but I’m super busy. Are the girls upstairs?
ISAK: Go ahead
MAGNUS: Sana, can you tell Vilde that I miss her. Already.
JONAS: What
MAGNUS: What I meant is that you gotta tell them you miss them, so they go like “aww”
EVEN: It’s just like that with girls
ISAK: You are cute together
MAGNUS: Cuter than you two

VILDE: No, I prefer– No, there’s something with that ocean blue colour that’s
EVA: Ocean blue?
VILDE: Ocean blue
CHRIS: Is it like royal blue, or? Is it blue?
NOORA: No, royal blue is like that sweater–
VILDE: It’s like, Marbella Beach
EVA: Marbella Beach?
VILDE: Yeah, that’s how the beach looks in Marbella
NOORA: Have you been there a lot, or?
SANA: Halla!
EVERYONE: HEY!!
SANA: What’s up?
EVA: Noora got her room back!
VILDE: But what I was saying was that, er,
EVA: Pizza?
VILDE (BACKGROUND): We tried a new position, which was-
EVA: We have one with beef as well
SANA: Thanks
VILDE: Which is like, I’m sitting on top of him, just like cow girl. But I reverse– it’s reverse cow girl. So then he sits– It’s a little bit uncomfortable at first, because I felt like he could se straight up– Because his head is, like, on – Well, if we did it right– And that was so incredibly good, because it hit something, that– it hit the g-spot.
CHRIS: No… isn’t the g-spot on the upper side?
VILDE: No, I’ve heard that the g-spot is in the anus
EVA: Isn’t that with boys?
CHRIS: What?
VILDE: There’s pretty many ways– you have multiple g-spots.
VILDE: But, anyway, the thing is, I have never had it that good with anyone before. I have never come as much as I do when I’m with Magnus. It’s just like I’m coming, and coming, and coming, and coming–
SANA: Do you have, like, no boundaries? For what is okay to share?
VILDE: How do you mean?
SANA: Do you really have to share every detail of you guys’ sex life?
VILDE: I get that it’s tough for you to listen to, since you can’t have sex
SANA: I CAN have sex, Vilde. I just choose not to have it.
VILDE: Yeah, I’m just saying that it’s okay if you get sexually frustrated.
SANA: I’m not sexually frustrated! It’s not like I walk around thinking a lot about boys and sex and… feel as if I’m missing out on something!
SANA: I just mean that sex should be something nice between you and Magnus… and not the whole world

NOORA: Would anyone like some tea?
VILDE, EVA, CHRIS: Yeah!
NOORA: Then we’ll fix that right away

EVA: Okay… I gotta say something, but I don’t know for sure if it’s true, but I’ve heard that William has a new girlfriend in London
VILDE: What? Are you for real?
EVA: Chris said so. Should I tell her?
SANA: Of course you should tell her
EVA: But… shouldn’t William be the one to tell her?
SANA: Uh, yeah. But he clearly hasn’t done it.
EVA: But then, I don’t know for sure that it’s true. And I still don’t get the thing between William and Noora. Are they, like, together or not?

NOORA: What’s up? What are you talking about?
VILDE: Anal sex. Magnus and I were thinking of trying it.
VILDE: Have you tried it?
NOORA: … No.
VILDE: No, you and William, you didn’t–
EVA: Vilde!
NOORA: No.
EVA: Speaking of William, how is he doing?
Noora: …Fine
CHRIS: We have never really understood the deal… Like if you’re together, or… not, or… not, or?
NOORA: It’s always going to be me and William

New Girl - Jughead Jones

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a/n: Feel free to request things :)

also, this imagine was pretty crap but I’m a little rusty and wanted to get something out for this blog :)

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When you first arrived at riverdale, it seemed like Cheryl Blossom had it out for you. You had no clue why, you had just moved in two weeks before her brothers  death, from a small town a couple hours away. Your father had gotten a new job  with the sheriff’s  deputy.

Your first day at Riverdale was worse. You hadn’t met anyone besides Cheryl, and when you talked to her she picked you out from the beginning.

“Hello, “ You smiled at the man behind the counter, “Two chocolate milkshakes please, to go”

The man smiled back, of course my dear. Are you knew to town?”

“Yeah..” You sighed, “Came from Capital Heights.”

“Wow”

A girl snickered behind you. You turned your head around to see a rouge-headed female sitting in a booth with an equally rouge-headed boy.

“Capital Heights. Just sounds like a pretty fancy place for some…”

She paused and looked up and down at your sweater layered with an old jacket your mom’s and some leggings. Old converse were splayed on your feet. 

“Trash”

ouch.

You ignored her comment, and turned to grab your milkshakes.

“See you at Riverdale High, C-Hoe” her smile hid something behind it, as her presumed brother smirked too.

You didn’t see her again until it was at the crime scene. Your father and sheriff Keller had to be on scene, so you got dragged into it. Cheryl stared at you when your father car pulled up, you stood nearby a tree, awaiting until your father allowed you to leave.

Her eyes were coated in thick mascara that ran down her cheeks. Her lipstick was smudged. She had a glint of something in her eyes, but all of the whirl around it you couldn’t decipher what it was.

Her grin was displayed on her face while you walked into math. Your hands absentmindedly curled around the sleeves of your jacket. You picked a seat where no one was, and set your books down. First day, new people. this was going to be shit.

“So…” Cheryl slid next to you, pulling her hair to one side. “Capital Heights girl, right? C-Hoe?”

People around snickered at the oh-so-polite nickname.

“Y/n, actually”

“what?” Cheryl bat her eyelashes, “My name’s Y/n” You grumbled.

“Ouch” She faked, “Seems like you have a grouch to your tone..You know..My brother and I saw you..Could you have taken vengeance on him?” Cheryl raised an eyebrow.

“I’ve been in this town for two weeks Cheryl. I haven’t talked to your brother before. So vengeance? No.”

You stopped talking to her and continued on while class started. The teacher started to drone on as you tried to avoid Cheryl’s eyes while peering around the room. You looked at all the math related posters on the wall, and overlooked some of your classmates. There were some jocks around with the blue and gold jackets. A raven haired boy caught you attention. He had a grey beanie on, slouched slightly. His face rested on the side of the desk as his eyes looked extremely weary.

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“Hi. I’m Betty! Sorry I didn’t get to you this morning, It’s been pretty hectic around here.”

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A blond, high ponytailed girl stood next to you. 

“That’s fine.” You smiled, “I’m Y-”

“Y/n..yeah” She smiled.

“Yep..That’s me” You shuffled your feet awkwardly.

“Say…” Betty looked at you, ‘Would you want to go to Pop’s? It’s a diner not far away from here. Some of my friends’ll be there, it would be fun”

You could tell Betty felt guilty for not showing you around earlier.

“sure..could I meet you there? I just want to drop my stuff off and let my dad know”

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After you exchanged your number with Betty, you dropped your bag off. You brushed your hair quickly, grabbing a warmer jean jacket to wear, and left a note for your dad so he could know where you were.

The walk to pops wasn’t too long, you listened to music as you went, bobbing your head slightly. Your hands were stuffed into the pockets of your jacket.

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“Know she’s knew, but heck, V, you were new”

“Wheres she from?”

You stepped it the diner, a small bell dangling above your head signalling that you were there. Your eyes peered around for Betty. At first, you couldn’t see her over the fair amount of people around.

“Y/n! Over here” Betty waved you over as you slowly walked over to the booth.

There were four people in the booth, though it looked like they had moved to accommodate you.

Betty sat on the end of the booth, while a brunette with very arched eyebrows, and pearls around her neck, sat next to her. Next to the brunette sat a boy, with brown hair as well.

To the opposite of the booth sat the boy you had seen in your math class. His beanie was still adorned on his head, as was the same expression he had on earlier.

You sat, unsure if that was okay, next to the boy, awkwardly smiling.

“So…Guys..” Betty smiled, “This is Y/n” She gestured to you as you gave a little wave, “This is Veronica,” The Brunette girl next to Betty smiled, she was definitely brought up in a wealthy family. 

“This is Kevin” She gestured to the boy next to Veronica, who gave a little wave.

“And this Is Jughead” She pointed to the boy next to you. He didn’t smiles but only responded to the acknowledgement by speaking.

“The third”

“Oh yeah. Sorry. I always forget, he likes to add that”

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Betty and Veronica started to talk again, while Kevin sat texted on his phone.

“So…Jughead right?”

You looked over to the boy beside you, enjoying his second milkshake.

“Yep. Jughead Jones the third”

You nodded.

“Soo….I think I saw you in math today”

“cool”

You nodded again, clearly he didn’t want to talk.

You tapped on the table awkwardly.

“You from Capital Heights?”

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You looked over at the boy again.

“yeah..” Your eyes narrowed, “why?”

“dunno. Just seems odd that you arrived before Jason’s death”

“Oh god” You groaned, “please don’t tell me you think I did this. I didn’t even talk to the boy. Sure Cheryl’s a bitch, but aren’t we all?”

He raised an eyebrow, but said nothing about the subject.

“Okay well. I better go. I guess I’ll se you tomorrow Y/n”

Betty got up, gave you all a smiler, and left with Veronica. Kevin slid over to the end of the booth. “I better go too, nice meeting you Y/n”

Great. Now were left with this robot.

He taped on his laptop quickly, hiding it from your view.

“What are you working on?”

“Nothing. You know, you should probably go too. It’s getting late. See you in Math, Y/n”