i should make another one later

magnus and alec being all happy and comfortable on their way back from their first date, smiling brightly, and laughing about things that aren’t funny, just because they feel so good.
alec laces his fingers through magnus’ and they look at each other for a moment, wide grins on their faces. magnus occasionally squeezes alec’s hand and alec squeezes back.
they get to magnus’ building but they’re still talking and neither of them even mentions it, they just go inside for another drink.
it’s one drink and 90 minutes later when alec realizes what time it is and that he should’ve been home like two hours ago but he just…it doesn’t really matter when he’s here with magnus, feeling the best he’s felt since… well, ever.
“i should get going…“ alec sighs, but he makes no move to get up from the couch. instead he lets himself sink deeper into the corner and tugs his feet under magnus’ legs even further.
magnus is sitting in the middle of the sofa, elbow on the backrest and legs curled up. "of course.”
alec raises an eyebrow. “d’you want me to?” he asks, but there’s little insecurity in his voice. he knows magnus doesn’t want him to. it’s a weird, new feeling for him, knowing he’s wanted. but it feels… it feels good.
magnus tilts his head and unsubtly lets his gaze drop to alec’s lips. “if it means i’m finally getting my post date kiss…” he teases. he’s trying not to smile, but the glint in his eyes betrays him.
alec chuckles, feeling his cheeks heat up. “acting like you want me to leave is not gonna get you that kiss, you know." 
magnus nods thoughtfully for a few seconds, before finally letting the smile appear on his lips. "good thing i have a plan B then.”
“and what’s that?" 
"well, telling you would ruin the idea, wouldn’t it?”
alec pushes himself a little more upright, just a little closer to magnus. “are you always this cryptic?" 
magnus looks slightly taken aback at that, face softening a little as he stares at alec, eyes full of…something. awe, maybe. "i’m not being cryptic," he recites softly. "i’m being coy.”
alec swallows, only realizing they’d both slowly been leaning closer when he feels magnus’ breath touch his lips. magnus suddenly seems to realize too - alec can hear his breath hitch - but neither of them stops.
alec is the first one to close his eyes, for no other reason than to try to contain his smile and keep breathing with magnus’ lips brushing against his.
it feels like minutes, lips ghosting over lips, breaths mingling.
“plan B succeeded,” magnus whispers.

In honor of Valentine's Day....

I’m gonnna tell you guys about my embarrassing love life:

-I went out on a date with someone only to find out we weren’t actually on a date…I just thought we were

-one time my bf sent me a text that said “did you know making out brings couples closer together” and I thought he just wanted to talk about random facts….so I replied with “yeah, physically but not necessarily emotionally” (something like that). It was a few minutes later when I realized he was trying to say “we should make out” (we never did)

-another guy once gave me roses and a love confession in a card after I had known him for a few days

-another person wrote me a poem in English class and handed it to me….I edited it for grammar and content and handed it back to him. I didn’t know it was a poem he wrote for me.

This is all I can think of for now. But if there’s anything I’m sharing with thousands of strangers, it’s gonna be this stuff.

-Admin Castiel

This is actually quite important. Nami knew Luffy was heading to that place when he left her and Jinbei, but couldn’t assume would there too. He could be anywhere as far as she knows, maybe even injured or imprisoned, but she assumes he went back to the place Luffy promised.

This is just the umpteenth proof that even if for a slight moment Nami did believe Sanji’s harsh words towards her and Luffy, she doesn’t now. She knows him to be better than that. She slapped him because he went overboard with Luffy - and let’s be honest, he did, he even admits it himself later in this chapter.

And then… this:

After Jinbei points out that it’ll be difficult not just to physically bring Sanji away - like… why don’t you just tie him up like salami, as in one fantastic comic by @vichan91312 -, but even just convince him, Nami makes THIS FACE 

Sensei, excuse me? Are you telling me I should ship them?

And then, just another confirmation that Sanji will defend Nami from his brothers. So, future shipping material.

Considering that in this chapter they aren’t even shown together, it’s a big deal.

anonymous asked:

When people worry they cannot id as something or interact with people using that label because it "might change", it makes me think about how many LGBT+ people I know thought they were one thing and then later discovered they were another. A girl I know ided as bi until she realised she wasn't actually attracted to men, she just thought she was because it was "expected". And I know a boy who originally ided as lesbian before he found out about transness. What is important is how you feel now. :)

Exactly. Self-discovery is a journey, not a test, and I hate how much all this gatekeeping tries to turn it into the former. We should be creating an environment where everyone feels welcome and supported to figure out who they are, whether that takes them a week or a decade or a lifetime.


Cheater Cheater (Part 1)

Word Count: 2,491

Prompt: Anon: Hi!!!!!!! I am kind of new to this whole requesting thing, but I was wondering if you’d be up to writing one where the reader is dating Dean and finds out he has cheated on her multiple times and at first tries to stay with him and doesn’t say anything, but later she sees him with the other girl and goes out, gets drunk then sleeps with another guy and Dean finds out? I’m so so sorry that it’s so so long and I get it if you don’t want to write it! Thank you!

Warnings/Notes: Don’t be sorry! I would love to write this! Okay, so Anon, I LOVE this idea. And I really wanted to capture as much of it as I could. So to do that I needed to make this into two parts. So I’m going to post part one right now, and part two as soon as I finish it (should just be later today because I don’t want this to linger.) Otherwise it was just too long and I didn’t want to do that you Y’all.


You heard the soft beating on the door and your heart started to race. There was only one person who knocked like that. Only one person who had the strength to make the knock echo throughout the whole house. And even though it had been so long since you’d heard it, so long since you’d seen him, your heart racing was the only reasonable reaction.

Especially when Dean Winchester was on the other side of the door. Dean Freakin’ Winchester.

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The wall clocks at my parents are multiplying to dangerous levels already. Pendulum swings and mechanical clicks, bells and whistles every half hour, there’s no way you can sleep in this vintage exhibition room which happens to be also the guest room. Unless you wait until the rest of the house starts snoring then sneak behind every one of these doomsday devices and, slowly but with a steady hand, keep its pendulum in place until smothered it gives up clicking and chiming. Twenty five kills later it’s finally off to beddy byes… but don’t worry, there are another ten or so clocks in the rest of the house, no risk time would stop flowing. And no, I didn’t make up the numbers and the pictures above should prove it. You’ll notice above also a beer photo, nothing extraordinary here I know, but worth mentioning as I had it already half a year beyond its expiry date. Vintage beers deserve to go down the drain most of the time but this Zăganu IPA pulled out a nice surprise. A Romanian brew originally of fairly fine quality turned with age into a Berliner weisse impersonator: fruity and tart, fizzy almost gushing, refreshing and still bitter… fully enjoyable and not only for the surprise factor.

Doing this again….because why not?

Before reading any further, list five Nancy Drew games. Then answer the following questions.

  1. Legend of the Crystal Skull
  2. The Shattered Medallion
  3. Sea of Darkness
  4. Warnings at Waverly Academy
  5. The Silent Spy

Who is your favorite character from 4 and why?

Shit, I can’t remember her name. Izzy? The bitchy science major who lives in the library… The one who jokes about Nancy’s hair being on fire lol. Love her.

What was your favorite moment/scene in 1?

I don’t know if I really have a favorite moment, but I really enjoy the food graphics. The mushrooms, too. Idk.

Which game do you like more, 2 or 3? Why?

SEA 1000000000000%

Who is your least favorite character in 5?

Can I say Zoe as Bridget??? 

Which game had better puzzles, 1 or 3? Why?

That’s tough!! I enjoy how unique some of the CRY puzzles are (e.g., pulling the books according to teeth), but some of them are tedious or just plain stupid. I like a lot of SEA’s puzzles as well, but some of them are just soooooo time consuming if you don’t get it right away. So, it’s a toss-up for me.

What was your favorite place/room in 2?

I loved kayaking and all of Doubtful Sound.

Which game had a better cast of characters, 4 or 5?

SPY, for sure! WAC is fine and all, but give those girls some depth ffs. Like, Moira??? God, did I feel empathy for her. It’s a fucking GAME, but she made me actually feel bad for her.

Out of all of the five games listed, which one is your favorite?


Which game listed is your least favorite?


How many of the listed games have Ned as a phone friend?

Hm, shit. Okay. CRY yes. MED no. SEA yes. WAC yes. SPY yes. So, four.

How many of the listed games have take place outside of the US?

CRY is in New Orleans, so no. MED is is New Zealand, so there’s one. SEA is Iceland, so another one. WAC is upstate, so nope. And SPY is Scotland, so three total.

Lastly, did any of the listed games have a surprising culprit?

I mean, there’s only ever 3-4 characters, so you should have a good chance or guessing correctly. Let’s see. CRY: Actually I thought the culprit was Dr. Buford the first time around! He was creepy-nice to Bess. MED: There…isn’t really a single culprit there, so? SEA: Definitely not surprised. Gunnar was clearly a scapegoat, and although I knew Elisabet was hiding something, I didn’t think she would kidnap the guy she was pining over. Process of elimination! WAC: I guessed Corine as the culprit (you know, when Ned asks you in the game?) on my first play. I think after playing these games for years (and being an intelligent adult) makes it easy to see what they’re doing sometimes. And finally, SPY: This one was a little difficult on first play because honestly everyone is being dishonest in some way, so no matter who you thought was ‘The Culprit,’ they all acted in their own interests at one time or another. Plus, you know going into it who the big bad is, so it’s just a matter of who’s working for them. I like how they tried to put suspicion on Alec by having Ewan give us false intel. It did make me suspicious! But I never really thought it was Alec, just something about him. Wow, that was obnoxiously long sorry about that.


Prompt: [ @asirenscalling ] Carter Baizen request please ladys! Maybe something along the line if you are at a big fancy party and carter is using another girl to make you jealous. And you get upset and get drunk then confront him later on?

Warnings: none

Author’s Note: Guys, I should be watching the Bronze Monday/Tuesday, so those Lance Tucker imagines will be worked on, promise!!!!!

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Girl meets the one with more secrets
  • <p> <b>Lucas:</b> (quietly talking to Farkle) How could you tell her?!<p/><b>Farkle:</b> I had to! We're getting married! Couples can't keep secrets from one another!<p/><b>Lucas:</b> Well, I guess Riley should know about Atlantic city!<p/><b>Farkle:</b> DU-UUUDE!!<p/><b>Maya:</b> What happened in Atlantic city?<p/><b>Lucas:</b> Farkle and I are in a bar...<p/><b>Farkle:</b> Did you not hear me say "DU-UUUDE"?!<p/><b>Lucas:</b> ...and this girl is making eyes at him. After a while he goes over to her, and a minute later I see them kissing. Now you're thinking "Farkle's not the type of guy who just goes to bars and makes out with girls!" And you're right, he's not the type of guy who just goes to bars and makes out with girls! (Widen his eyes).<p/><b>Maya:</b> You kissed a guy?!<p/><b>Farkle:</b> In my defense, it was dark and he was a very pretty guy!<p/><b>Lucas:</b> I laughed so hard...<p/><b>Farkle:</b> ...that we had to throw out your underwear again?<p/><b>Lucas:</b> Whatever, dude! You kissed a guy!<p/><b>Farkle:</b> In college, Lucas used to wear leg warmers.<p/><b>Lucas:</b> Farkle entered a Vanilla Ice look-alike contest and won!<p/><b>Farkle:</b> Lucas came in fourth and cried!<p/><b>Lucas:</b> Hey! I welled up!<p/><b></b> (Riley is laughing hard).<p/><b>Lucas:</b> You find that funny? Maybe Farkle should know some of your secrets!<p/><b>Riley:</b> I already told him everything! You shush!<p/><b>Lucas:</b> Once, Riley was sent to her room without dinner, so she ate the macaroni off a jewelry box she made!<p/><b>Riley:</b> Lucas used to stay home every Saturday night to watch Cuddle Bunnies.<p/><b>Lucas:</b> Riley couldn't tell time till she was 13!<p/><b>Riley:</b> It's hard for some people!<p/><b>Farkle:</b> Of course it is! (Secretly backs off and mouths 'whoa').<p/><b>Riley:</b> Farkle once wore my underwear to work!<p/><b>Farkle:</b> HEY!!<p/><b>Riley:</b> I'm sorry. I couldn't think of any more for Lucas!<p/><b>Lucas:</b> In college, Farkle got drunk and slept with the lady who cleaned our dorm!<p/><b>Farkle:</b> That was you!<p/><b>Lucas:</b> Whatever, dude! You kissed a guy!<p/></p>

So it is now the 13th of March and I am happy to say I am actually doing pretty good on my update timeline. 

To See the Forest for the Trees has one update posted and the next chapter is already 50% done, should be up later this week. 

I have posted 1 chapter of “That Thing You Do” and will hopefully have another before the month is out. 

I have completely organized all my notes for the Married AU ghost writing AND have drafted the first 3 drabbles! Although I won’t be touching that again until NEXT week to stay on schedule. (Can I say how much I love that the chapters are drabbles. makes it such a lovely stress relief project to work on for me! Can’t wait to start posting but have to get other stuff done FIRST) 

This week I really need to focus in on the Spring Exchange fic (which has gone through 3 drafts already…I just can’t make up my mind on that one >_< I just really want to make my giftee author happy…) 

Outline for the “Ultimate Guess Who Fic Challenge” is done -super excited for this one not gonna lie. I love my plot- 

AND New chapter of Cut From the Same Cloth is getting edited and posted tonight ^_^ 

So far March has been a good month for writing, *and we have gotten past the part where I was on vacation too!* and there is still more than half the month to go! Let’s see if I can keep it up! 


a bunch of my OCs outfits! I probably should’ve included a ‘casual’ outfit but I might make another photoset of more outfits later on :0c

oh! she will wear the shoes she’s wearing with the formal dress with other outfits too actually (such at the Spartoi outfit and her default one) also the stockings with her default outfit are optional

Okay so... I need opinions

I have decided to make an ask blog for my Bendy but I don’t know if I should make the blog be a side blog or make another blog entirely.

If I do the first option, it will be easier for me to manage and wont have to worry about logging out to check the blog. The only down side is that if I want Bendy to interact with other Bendys, I wont be able to send asks through its URL but through my personal blog. :/

If I do the later one, he will be able to interact with other blogs easily but I wont be able to check the blog as much or keep up with it knowing me. I know some people can managed multiple blogs but I can hardly manage my own personal blog. Also, it seems more people interact with a main account instead of a side blog so there’s that too..

What should I do? I am very torn by this and I honestly need opinions.

happy birthday || m.c


“can you do a michael one where you guys are literally perf together and everyone always talks about it but you start to feel like your sex life is vanilla and decide to spice that shit up one night? You should try to make it as smutty as possible ;)” (california2australia)

you and michael were destined for one another. neither of you ever believed in fate or anything related, but everyone else seemed to have once you two met. they said you were a perfect match, made for one another you were. months later your love never faded but something did.
sex with michael was never unsatisfactory, it was always good but as time passed it began to get a little… vanilla.
it seemed to become the same thing each night and you so dearly wanted to ask him of even imply that you wanted to mix things up a little but you couldn’t bring yourself to doing so. but when you realised michael’s birthday was coming up, it gave you an excuse to take initiative.
a week prior to his birthday, you ordered a lingerie set online. michael had always said how he loved the colours black and red on you so you bought a sexy yet elegant lingerie set that came with a black and red lacy bra with matching panties and sheer, thigh high socks.
thankfully, john invited michael and the boys out for early dinner to celebrate his birthday and although michael insisted on you coming, you stayed at home.
you changed into your lingerie, tweaking it for almost 10 minutes because you wanted it to look the best it possibly could. to top it off you slipped on a pair of black high heels you could just about walk in.
your stomach started to churn when michael texted you telling you he was on the way home and you started to get nervous. what if he didn’t want this? what if he thought it was weird? all possible worst case scenarios ran through your mind but you couldn’t turn back once you heard the door open and close, michael’s voice chirping “i’m home” not a second later. you yelled “in the room” a moment later and waited in the bathroom of your bedroom as you heard his footsteps creep up the stairs.
“babe?”, you heard his voice clearly outside the door. before you could think twice you felt your hand twist the doorknob of the bathroom and your two legs that looked endless in your heels.
michael’s jaw dropped the second he laid his eyes on you. they wandered down your body, absorbing every little detail of you before gliding back up to your own eyes that were filled with a hint of worry.
“fucking hell”, he whispered and stood frozen in his spot. you built up all the confidence left in you and strutted over toward him, his body still towering over yours despite your heels, and you set your hands on his shoulders and leaned in toward his ear and whispered;
“happy birthday”, you whispered softly and could hear his breath hitch in his throat. his hands came to your hips with a rough grip and pulled you closer into him.
“fuck kitten you look hot”, he whimpered and grazed his lips along your neck, his choice of pet name and just the feeling of his lips on your skin causing you to moan.
you took his hand in yours and led him toward the bed and pushed him down on it, watching him crawl to the headboard and peeling off his shirt. you crawled on top of him, deliberately pushing your chest out for him. he tried to touch you, his hand reaching forward but you pushed it out of the way and pinned it lightly onto the bed causing him to give you a desperate look.
“no touching babe”, you smirked and he let out a grunt of frustration before you unbuckled his belt and pulled down his jeans down his legs.
“kitten c'mon, it’s my birthday let me touch you”, he whined and bucked his hips upward, the tent forming underneath his boxers growing.
you shushed him at turned around, straddling his waist with your back facing his. you began rolling your hips down against michael’s crotch, hearing a deep groan leave his lips. you grinned down on him, feeling his hard-on grow underneath you. all of a sudden you felt michael’s hand come down harshly on your ass, causing you to yelp and somewhat moan loudly.
“that’s for not letting me touch you”, he growled and spanked you once again, “and that’s for thinking you’re in charge. now kitten, be a good girl and suck me off”, he spoke through gritted teeth, a smug look on his lips.
you bit your lip, turning back around and pulling his boxers down and throwing them out of your way.
he took a handful of your hair in his fist and guided you down on his length. you took his base firmly into your hand and pumped him fast, taking what you could of him in the mouth. you couldn’t help smirk at the moans leaving michael’s open mouth, his hand pushing your mouth down further on his cock. you quickened your pace, your hand dipping down and playing with his balls before sliding up and pumping him faster, your mouth working on his tip.

“take all of me, kitten”, he barked, his eyes screwed shut and his jaw still dropped open. you set your hand on the bottom of his stomach and slowly tried to take all of him in, moaning once you felt his tip hit the back of your throat. your nose as grazing his skin as he let out a long, deep groan after feeling the vibration of your moan run up his length. you waited there for a second before pulling back up, running your tongue from his base up to kitten licking his tip. you were about to keep going before michael stopped you. he flipped you both over so he was now on top, keeping one hand under you and sliding it up to unclip your bra. he harshly tugged the straps down before throwing it on the floor beside him.

he brought his hand down to his length and slowly pumped himself while using the other hand to keep himself up. his mouth attached to your boobs, taking no time to leave countless marks and hickeys up to your collarbones.

“you’re so good to me, kitten. you loved sucking my cock didn’t you?”, he groaned and his hand wrapped around your throat, craning your neck back for more access before his hand glided up to your cheek.

“i asked you a question babe”, for the third time his hand came smacking down on your ass, this time you let out a moan instead of a yelp.

“yes, fuck i love your cock mikey”, he smirked once you answered, loving how vulnerable you were to him now.

“good, now should i cum all over your beautiful tits or fuck you so hard you won’t be able to walk”, he cooed, continuing to leave more hickeys along your neck.

“both”, you whimpered, bucking your hips up for some kind of friction. he chuckled at your answer, his hand pumping himself and scooting his body up further yours. his moans were tumbling out of his lips as his spirts of cum came out and draped over your boobs. just to tease, you took his hand in yours and used two of his fingers to wipe up cum before sliding them into your mouth and sucking on them, not daring to break eye contact.

“fuck kitten, you deserve something don’t you think?”, he asked and slowly took his fingers out of your mouth once you nodded, his body sliding down south.

“so fucking beautiful”, he mumbled as his hands rang up and down your legs, playing with the hem of your socks. both his hands slid beneath your underwear, dragging them down and throwing them on the growing pile of clothes.

“mmm, i wanna leave these on”, he smirked at your socks and heels before using his hands to spread your legs open wide for him. he hummed in content and licked up your folds, retrieving a soft moan from you. “so wet for me”, he muttered and inched his finger up the inside of your thigh before pushing it into your heat. he didn’t hesistate to be a little rough, pumping his finger quickly in and out of you before adding another. his tongue played with your clit, the endless moans seeping through your mouth. his stubble was grazing against your skin, causing more moans and whimpers to leave your mouth.

“fuck, mikey faster”, you sighed and thankfully he granted your wish and pumped his fingers faster, curling them up every now and then causing you to arch your back off the mattress.

“n-not gonna last long”, you murmured and regretted doing so a second later when michael took his fingers out from your heat making you whine in frustration.

“you’re not gonna be whining in a minute kitten i’ll tell you that much”, he chuckled darkly and pumped his length before mumbling “condom?”.

“i’m on the pill michael you know that just fuck me”, you complained in which you got another harsh spanking for.

“don’t give the orders, that’s my job”, he snapped and pushed his cock into your core, causing you both to moan. he pushed your knees up and opened your legs wider, keeping one hand on your thigh. he thrusted into you relentlessly fast, the sound of his hips slapping against yours and a harmony of moans filling the room. both hands gripped your hips, bruises bound to be formed in the morning as he flipped you both over and ordered you to turn around, your back now facing him as you slid down onto his cock, rolling your hips slowly.

“why all this kitten? i know it’s my birthday but why all the effort?”, he cooed, guiding your hips slowly on his. you knew you had to answer honestly, he always knew when you were lying but you didn’t want to hurt his feelings.

“i s-started to get a little bored.. of like our sex you know?”, you whispered, not wanting him to hear you, a tint of embarrassment creeping on your cheeks.

“bored? are you bored now, kitten?”, he barked, forcing your hips to go faster on his length. he spanked you again when you didn’t answer.

“no, no fuck!”, you cried and bounced on him, moaning loud enough you swore the neighbours across the street could hear you.

“good, and you won’t be bored again i can promise you”, he snapped and continued digging at your hips. you bounced on his cock, your pace quickening by the second. michael arched himself the tiniest bit off the bed and thrusted into you from his position. you felt him twitching inside you, signalling he was close.

“touch yourself for me kitten good girl, cum for me”, he groaned and your hand immediately circled your clit, whimpers and moans leaving your mouth. you felt yourself getting weaker before you hit your high, the loudest and highest moan you ever let out yelled from your mouth.

“fuck fuck fuck, kitten”, he growled before he hit his own climax, both of you almost shaking with pleasure as you rode it out, your moans dying down and you collapsed back on his chest.

he gently set you down on the bed, both of you beginning to doze off before you whispered; “happy birthday” and he hummed in content with a smile before you fell asleep on his chest.

a/n: there’s gonna be a little ‘morning after’ blurb as a tiny kind of part two for this! hope you like it x

masterlist || request

the morning after

anonymous asked:

How would the 2ps text to their lover asking if they could paint on their body?

IDK if I should put this under a cut?

America/Canada/Germany: Allen/Matt/Lutz would send a photo of the paints and say ‘look what I got~’ then it would be up to you to respond.

China: ‘Hay can I right on you later? ;-) ;-)’

England: ‘I thought this might be a good idea! I even got another brush!’

France: ‘I’d like to make a master piece on your naked chest and stomach.’

Italy/Romano: ‘I’m gonna paint your back like Sistine Chapel~’

Japan: ‘Want to right dirty poems and draw hetini (A/N: some one please give me the correct spelling for what I mean) on each other?’

Prussia: ‘I bought body paints to use on you…’ ‘But you can use them on me if you want!’

Russia: This would never happen with him; sorry.


Kichie fanfic suggestions!

I’ll keep it the most strictly KatexRichie I can, but I can make another OT3 list later, in case you want it o/  @kateandrichie

Oh, and all of them are from AO3 and they are based on my taste only.

Final Liturgy  (+18)


So, this one is my all time favorite kinda darkAU  oneshot *breaths* after season 1 with them both. You have to read to understand it, but once you do, you will.

For I Have Sinned


Is my all time fluffy favorite. There’s not so much fluffly in this fandom, which makes sense since it involves Richie and culebras and stuff, and this is really good, better if you want to take a break of the angst. 

El Rey By The Dashboard Light (+18)


Very in-character and and sexy oneshot with a slightly AU version for The Kiss.

the weight of a soul series (+18)


Every quality of the ones above in two very good oneshots.

a saint is a sinner who keeps trying (+18)


No fluff here, this one is angst fest, and so well written!

There is more, but it’s a good start and some others are on a torturous hiatus and I didn’t know exactly what you would like. I really recommend their tag on this site, but if you want more suggestions, just ask! o/


“…During a press conference on Thursday, February 11, [Meryl] Streep – who was president of the [Berlinale Film Festival’s jury] — addressed a reporter’s question about the lack of black people on the jury, as well as a question about cultural films and Africa….

‘Did you notice that there are no black people on the jury at all? There’s not one black person and no people of color. That has been the case for five years. What’s your opinion on that?’ one reporter originally asked jury member Lars Eidinger. Streep weighed in on the issue later while answering another reporter’s question about the festival’s strong representation of female actors and directors.

‘Well, I’m very committed to equality and inclusion of people of all genders, races, ethnicities, religions; there should be inclusion, and this jury is evidence that at least women are included – and in fact dominate – in this jury, and that’s an unusual situation in bodies of people who make decisions, so I think that the Berlinale is ahead of the game,’ Streep explained….

…‘There is a film that is representing Tunisia and the Arab world and Africa in the main competition. How do you see this part of the world, and is it easy for you to understand that culture, and are you following any Arab movies?’ an Egyptian reporter asked….

‘Yes, in fact I’ve just seen a film called Theeb, which I loved. I saw Timbuktu recently, but I don’t know very much about the Middle East, and yet I’ve played a lot of different people from a lot of different cultures,’ Streep replied, before explaining, ‘The thing that I’ve noticed is that there is a core of humanity that travels right through every culture. And, after all, we’re all from Africa originally; we’re all Berliners, we’re all Africans, really. We have a critic on our jury, we have a director on our jury, we have actors on our jury, a photographer, cinematographer; people will be looking at different things in these films, but we’re human beings, and film is an emotional experience. We’re going to make these decisions based on what our head wants to say, but we’re first attacked in the heart….’” Sierra Marquina, US Magazine

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Something that should have happened in the movie

Remember the Shinkane scene in the movie where Akane had to lecture Kou on his whole “you’re like Makishima but have one big different” comfort speech thing?

If Akane gets another chance like that again, I want her to force him to look right at her, cup his face and look at him with these major serious eyes and tell him

“Stop putting yourself in such risky situations. Stop thinking your getting hurt for other people is the only way to live. I’m here, Kougami-san. You don’t have to shoulder everything on your own. Let me share that position and any pain that comes with it. Whether or not you think so, your life is not something to be just tossed away for the sake of “justice” or the law or even beliefs. You don’t have to put your safety on the line  just because you think it’s the only way you can ‘make a difference’ in this world. Despite Sibyl’s judgement, you’re still more than just some criminal. Your life is far more precious to others than you’d like to believe…”

and then Akane just looks down for a moment before ending the scene with

“As your Inspector, just for once…let me be the one to save you.”