i think i've posted before

  • Percy: do you think I'm dumb?
  • Annabeth: no, you're actually very intelligent and quick witted, despite your lack of confidence in those areas.
  • Percy: wow, I thought this was going to end in a 1950's sitcom manner with you shaking your head, smiling, while looking into the camera and saying "oh Percy"
  • Annabeth: this is the new age, meta memes disregarding the boundaries between fiction and reality and ignoring the simplifications of characters are in

ways in which i’ve described Bakugou:

  • a fascinatingly complex kid who’s simultaneously very aware and yet constantly in denial
  • a kid with the emotional range of a teaspoon 
  • an angry frustrated little pomeranan who needs a hug but would refuse it if given the chance
  • Denial Child™
  • an emotionally constipated kid who has no idea how to reciprocate affection
  • a kid with a millionty different problems all wrapped together in a small, angry, explosive burrito 
  • a tiny little rage machine 

So what is the answer? How can you stand your ground when you are weak and sensitive to pain, when people you love are still alive, when you are unprepared? What do you need to make you stronger than the interrogator and the whole trap?

From the moment you go to prison you must put your cozy past firmly behind you. At the very threshold, you must say to yourself: “My life is over, a little early to be sure, but there’s nothing to be done about it. I shall never return to freedom. I am condemned to die —now or a little later. But later on, in truth, it will be even harder, and so the sooner the better. I no longer have any property whatsoever. For me those I love have died, and for them I have died. From today on, my body is useless and alien to me. Only my spirit and my conscience remain precious and important to me.

Only the man who has renounced everything can win that victory.

But how can one turn one’s body to stone? Well, they managed to turn some individuals from the Berdyayev circle into puppets for a trial, but they didn’t succeed with Berdyayev. They wanted to drag him into an open trial; they arrested him twice; and (in 1922) he was subjected to a night interrogation by Dzerzhinsky himself. Kamenev was there too (which means that he, too, was not averse to using the Cheka in an ideological conflict). But Berdyayev did not humiliate himself.He did not beg or plead. He set forth firmly those religious and moral principles which had led him to refuse to accept the political authority established in Russia. And not only did they come to the conclusion that he would be useless for a trial, but they liberated him. A human being has a point of view!


N. Stolyarova recalls an old woman who was her neighbor on the Butyrki bunks in 1937. They kept on interrogating her every night. Two years earlier, a former Metropolitan of the Orthodox Church, who had escaped from exile, had spent a night at her home on his way through Moscow. "But he wasn’t the former Metropolitan, he was the Metropolitan! Truly, I was worthy of receiving him.” “All right then. To whom did he go when he left Moscow?” “I know, but I won’t tell you!” (The Metropolitan had escaped to Finland via an underground railroad of believers.)

At first the interrogators took turns, and then they went after her in groups. They shook their fists in the little old woman’s face, and she replied: “There is nothing you can do with me even if you cut me into pieces. After all,you are afraid of your bosses, and you are afraid of each other, and you are even afraid of killing me.” (They would lose contact with the underground railroad.) “But I am not afraid of anything. I would be glad to be judged by God right this minute.”

There were such people in 1937 too, people who did not return to their cell for their  bundles of belongings, who chose death, who signed nothing denouncing anyone.

One can’t say that the history of the Russian revolutionaries has given us any better examples of steadfastness.“

—  aleksandr solzhenitsyn
okay so here's the newest plan...

i mayyy be writing a 12 chaptered fic off of an anon prompt that was sent to @irish-nlessing a few weeks ago 

here’s the prompt: http://irish-nlessing.tumblr.com/post/154660216167/ok-so-for-the-nye-smut-you-guys-go-to-a-party-get 

now i’ve obvi expanded on the idea (after awkwardly asking her permission to use it for a full fic lol) and well….i’m 3 chapters in and it’s shaping up to be quite the story. im already in love with the characters and the dynamic they have acquired between each other. they hook up on a one night stand on NYE and they dont know each other at all, so that in itself, finding out you are pregnant by a complete stranger…who happens to be famous…welp. but anyway, i don’t want to delve into the plot too much yet (you know i like to surprise yall) but the title i’ve picked is: 

A Million Reasons. 

im actually really excited about it and i hope as i get closer to posting it and can really tell you more about it, you all will be excited too!


that one time @sunshinecaptain and i dressed up as enoch o'connor and horace somnusson for halloween and then just spent most of our day at the mall because we had nowhere else to go, and no one knew who we were but everyone kept calling us cute, and someone asked us what anime we were from.

@smolenoch wanted to see, so! ;/////;

please excuse how much work i still need to do on this cosplay!


RI: “Some people think… I talk too much”
GD: “You already talk too much”
RI: “I know. GD? I know GD”


How come I hadn’t seen these pictures before?

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