i think it stands on its own

the signs as people i’ve known

aries: passionate verging on obsessive.  defensive of both themselves and the people they love.  few layers; what you see is more or less what you get.  good-hearted, intelligent.  always up for a challenge, but becomes stressed out very easily and handles stress very poorly.  even when they’re tired, they somehow seem so alert and two steps ahead of you.  responsible.  they prefer to lead and lead very well.  interesting, competitive, loyal.  although they like to be correct and love to prove people wrong, more than anything they just want someone to listen and expand on their point, not disagree with it. romantic but they like to pretend that they aren’t.  they seek instant gratification and hate doing things that they’re not naturally great at (but they’re naturally great at a lot).  can be very self-absorbed, but it’s not conscious.  so loving and so lovely.  the yang to my yin, the storm to my calm.  a friend who completes me.

taurus: extremely nice, and they never want to hurt anybody’s feelings, so they tend to skirt around the truth or omit their opinion.  truly, genuinely kind, the sort of person you hope will always stay in your life, the sort of person you feel like you really need.  dependable, hardworking, stable.  they have been through a lot, but looking at them, you wouldn’t know it.  will ultimately put themselves before you (which is a good thing), but is always there for you when they can be. very realistic; they know what they can achieve and expect themselves to do so.  private to a fault, and doesn’t usually express their feelings. there is something about their soul that makes me smile whenever i think of them. one of the people i love most in this world.  my equal, the friend who i hope knows how much i love them.

gemini: endlessly charming, supportive, and brave.  always wants to make everyone happy, often at the expense of their own desires, so they’ll do things they don’t want to do but be kind of grouchy about it, leading others to believe that they are picky and that they change their mind too much.  frequently changes the details of a story to either make it more interesting or get out of trouble.  wants more than anything to see and experience the good in the world but is very often a victim of the bad.  overly-trusting.  they can make any experience memorable, and they are the most fun you’ll ever have. quite self-critical but they also know that they have a certain power over people. forgetful, tolerant, warm.  often feels quite overwhelmed and may not handle this feeling wisely.  crazy but kind.  the one whom words fail to describe.  the biggest piece of my heart, my mother.

cancer: both friendly and intimidating.  difficult to read.  patient and cooperative but more often than not, they think their idea/opinion is better than yours.  very, very smart.  super dependable, so sensitive, hold grudges like it’s their life’s calling. courageous.  behave very differently around authority figures, likes being seen as innocent and cute. they will keep your secrets but they will kind of hold them over you, and they tend to taunt others by saying, “i know [x] about [y] and you don’t.”  very funny, dark, and sarcastic once you get to know them, but initially sweet and sugary.  survivalists; they protect themselves first and their loved ones second and don’t really care about everyone else. friendly. once they’re in a relationship, they become rather absorbed by it and neglect the other parts of their life.  dramatic, obsessive. rather strong-willed.  when they’re having an off day, get out of their way.  they will never forget anything you tell them.  they see life as an inside joke.  my figurative fraternal twin.  the friend who is just like me but whom i’ll never understand.

leo: impressively loving, astonishingly generous, the whole universe in one person.  soft and loud, wild and cautious.  they are full of power, grace, and energy, and they awaken within you the sense that you are good and that you can do whatever you want to do. even when they’re quiet, their presence is felt. very self-critical, constantly questioning their worth. always in need of validation, which is why they like to be the center of attention; in order to know that they’re a star, they require a standing ovation. they want to love themselves, they need to love themselves. such a romantic, wants to be wooed and adored, and they’ll gladly return the favor.  soothing.  they are so easy to trust, but they are more careful with their own secrets than they seem. they love with every bone in their body.  they want, more than anything, a best friend. loyal, inventive, go-getters. great listeners.  can somehow empathize with every situation, but are mildly obsessed with themselves. love winning. my idol, the part of myself i hope i grow into, my aunt.

virgo: hilarious, dependable, treats you like their kid.  trustworthy, sympathetic. they are fascinating and unique, but they are too attached to their own magic. more obsessive than they like to think they are.  they take criticism very well, perhaps because they dish it out even better. level-headed but aspirational. they prefer to be the less loving one in all of their relationships.  feels guilty for feeling sad or emotional. curious and interested.  can talk for hours if you let them.  kind and smart, wants to be special and different from everyone else. treats the people closest to them the worst. believes in tough love.  loves to joke and be sarcastic but usually takes it a few steps too far.  perfectionistic, which leads them to put little effort into things that they feel they can’t do flawlessly.  the one i protect who thinks they’re protecting me.  the friend whom i loved right away.

libra: angelic, enchanting, sweet.  picky. they are so afraid of offending someone that they have to know someone really likes them before they’ll be honest with them.  so many layers.  funny and diligent. treats everyone like their best friend, but when you are their best friend, there is just something so slightly different about how they treat you, something that makes you feel amazing. good at everything.  completely unable to make decisions. gossipers. they want to like everyone, but they just don’t.  absolutely hates saying no, but will do it if it’s 100% necessary.  sleepy and goofy around people they love. works hard to look good, trendy.  smart, fair.  nervous around authority figures. fearful of loss and of growing up.  secret control freaks.  they are at once youthful and wise.  crazy patient on the outside, just crazy on the inside. always somewhere on my mind, the one who i was always meant to know. my very best friend, my soul’s sister.

scorpio: the best listener. truly wants to know everything about you. extremely devoted, passionate.  knows you very, very well.  so funny, so kind.  will stick with you through thick and thin, always on your side.  gives great advice. the person across the room who you can’t stop staring at.  secretive, fearful, romantic.  both observant and judgmental. will hate you for judging them while they judge you.  their heart is bigger than anyone else’s, and all they really want is to fill it to its brim with love. very often the sidekick, but they stand out to me. they are quite obsessive and they rarely wait for explanations. they want to own the people they love.  intuitive.  loves you soooo much.  impossible to know fully. deep, powerful. the ocean flows inside them, yet all too often that ocean is stormy.  the person many people think i am, the person i sometimes i wish i was.  my confidante, my partner in crime, my heart, my friend.

sagittarius: the most supportive and dependable person on the planet.  an amazing friend, the best person to have in your corner.  honest and disorganized, friendly and capable.  very quick to anger and has a hard time admitting they’re wrong.  devotes themselves wholly and completely to their partner and puts them on a pedestal, but once they’ve moved on, they’ve really moved on.  tends to succeed, lucky.  has a hard time seeing the truth of a situation and often must be told what’s really going on.  charismatic and caring, overly generous.  can spread themselves thin.  guided chiefly by morals which they never abandon.  has a strong sense of right and wrong (specifically, they’re right, you’re wrong).  my backbone, my other mother.

capricorn: pensive and stoic.  has a brain that never stops going.  they wake up every morning in the climax of a novel they’ve written in their sleep.  loyal, just, intimidating.  cold and private.  mean to people who are mean to them.  shuts down entirely for seemingly no reason.  the wisest of all.  mature.  silently romantic. victim of their thoughts.  intense, original.  they want someone to fall really deeply in love with them, but they close themselves off to everyone. admires the beauty of the world, moved by small details that many people miss. always thinking of the future, no matter how good the present is.  judgmental. wants to be better than everyone else. exceptionally smart. often falling apart on the inside.  can think themselves into sickness, into joy, into anything. loves to be alone, hates more than anything to be lonely.  soft on the inside. the best leaders but they don’t like to lead.  kind-hearted and always doubting it. immensely fatalistic.  the dreamy head behind my eyes.  myself.

aquarius: very patient.  analytical, detached.  they have favorite people and things and they will be honest about who and what these favorites are.  they love you, they just can’t tell you.  wants to be cared for without caring in return. easy to talk to, somehow always makes you feel safe.  impressive intellect. generous with the people they love.  genuinely good, inspiring.  easily overwhelmed.  resorts to humor when offended.  doesn’t try very hard to act like they like someone they hate.  wants to be special.  artificially nice to authority figures.  can be surprisingly mean without intending to.  very good liars.  super funny.  compliments mean a lot coming from them.  the person i forget i am, the friend i should talk to more.

pisces: kind-hearted, funny.  to really know them, you kind of have to know them forever.  so easy to love.  hates to think about the difficulties of the world and prefers to just have fun.  very much in the present and tries not to think about the future.  as such, they sometimes behave without thinking and wind up messing things up for themselves.  they tend to be kind of lazy in regards to some things and extremely passionate in regards to others; there isn’t a lot of balance.  can be very mean and very angry.  won’t apologize first when you’ve made them mad. must express themselves in some way.  no matter how much they say that they love you, they always love you more than that.  quite sensitive, hates few things more than being called annoying. super generous, always wants to be there for you but hates not being able to make you happier. truly the sweetest. my favorite person, my brother.

anonymous asked:

There's been a image shared throughout the internet for years now titled "Cartoons Then Vs. Cartoons Now". It compares various faces from Hanna Barbera and Warner Bros era cartoons to "CalArts" cartoons (Steven Universe, SVTFOE, Gravity Falls, Clarence, etc), and it implies CalArts style is two circles for a head and big eyes and that all cartoons now are like that, compared to more diverse and artistically wholesome styles of the "old days".

Okay, this is the image we’re referring to:

I hadn’t seen this meme before. Very interesting! I could see the point they’re trying to make, but only on the surface. Once you deconstruct it you realize it’s silly…

Caveat: I graduated from Calarts, and I worked on two of these shows, so it’s pretty likely I have a bias toward defending the “cartoons now” stance. So there you go. But I had lunch with my peers today and we discussed this very topic, and we come from both Calarts and non-Calarts backgrounds. And we all agreed this meme was just…annoying. Here were some of our points:

First of all, I’m construing that the people who made this meme are arguing that cartoons today look too similar. Is this the same thing as the “calarts style?” If it is, then their “argument” is off to a bad start. Two of these current shows were created by people who didn’t attend Calarts. (Steven Universe and The Amazing World of Gumball) And the two that DID had the same character designer contribute to the designs for a time (Phil Rynda). 

Secondly, it’s comparing 80+ years of cartoons vs. cartoons from 2011-2015; just 4 years. Pick any 4 years since the beginning of animation as a storytelling medium and my hypothesis is that they, too, followed a somewhat recognizable trend in style and quality, right? Although I still feel like each of these shows is stylistically very unique and stands on its own. 

Thirdly, if this is what people are calling the “calarts style” then it is choosing to ignore the other 99% of animation that comes out of that school. Every year there are new innovative styles of storytelling and character animation that push the envelope–and not just from that school, from ANY animation school! So no, there is no “calarts style,” not in my book, and to me it’s kinda disrespectful or ignorant to assume that there would be. 

It would be fun to pull this apart even more, but I think I’ve put in my two cents worth… I would tell the people who complain about a “calarts style” to just go make your own cartoons if you don’t like what’s out there. 

Thanks for the fun topic! 

(P.S. that dipper is off-model)

anonymous asked:

I want to keep my identity privet, but I'm a medium. It's not really a cool or fun experience. I worked with a well known medium (Maureen Hancock) in my late teen years to control it better and learn to shut it off. Spirits do as they please, you don't control them. Sometimes, in public, a spirit will latch to me and try to get me to talk to their loved one who is just standing near. I think the hardest part is when they show you their death. I've experienced 100s of deaths that aren't my own.

This is interesting, thanks for sharing!

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Cultural Appropriation is a real, important, and harmful thing, but god damn if it’s not one of the most recklessly abused terms in the social justice lexicon.

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I posted this one as part of that last set, but I think it needs to be seen on its own to be truly appreciated. This is probably the most succinct explanation I’ve ever seen of how private property ownership creates an imbalance of power that makes wage labor an inherently non-voluntary transaction. When the means of production necessary for meeting human needs are under the exclusive control of one class of people they are able to use that advantage to exploit others.

If the person on the left perhaps had a means to fish, such as a net or harpoon, then the exchange might be considered voluntary. As it stands, though, the person who is claiming ownership of the tree has control over the sole source of readily obtained food. The threat of starvation (or violence by the tree’s owner) is a coercive factor that so many capitalists deliberately ignore when they claim that wage labor is a voluntary transaction.

control. (m)

pairing: jimin x reader

genre: smut 

warnings: slight dom!jimin / fem!dom, blindfolds, restraints, breath play 

word count: 5,675

request: blindfolds + jimin

description: You may have gotten him blindfolded and tied up, but Jimin’s not going down without a fight.

“You know, when we bought this stuff I thought I was gonna be the one using it on you,” Jimin huffed, fidgeting beneath your grip as you tightened the restraints around his wrists.

“You’ll get your turn, selfish,” You teased from your straddled position across his thighs before shimmying your way up towards his chest. “Pull against the headboard. I wanna make sure they aren’t loose.” You tapped against his arms, and to your surprise he followed your directions almost instantly.

The ties kept his wrists perfectly reigned in above his head, and it filled you with a sense of glee for what was to come. You peered down, fully expecting to find a look of disdain adorning Jimin’s features due to the restrictive nature of his position, but what you were met with was the complete opposite.  

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Shiro Headcanons
  • Watched Inuyasha as a kid. And Naruto. Lots of 90s/00s shonen anime, actually, which is a good seven decades old to him.
    • Really misses coffee.
    • May or may not have a soft spot for Irish Coffee.
    • Don’t tell Commander Holt, he’d be disappointed 
  • Once set a pot of water on fire in the Castle’s kitchen and then blamed it on Keith when Hunk asked for an explanation.
    • “The Red Lion is pretty well-aligned to fire, so it might give its paladin some abilities in that regard.”
    • Keith has never felt so betrayed.
  • He can waltz, but that’s about it for ballroom dances. Every time he tries something faster, or with even a hint of syncopation, he trips over his own feet.
    • Allura thinks it’s funny.
    • He can somehow breakdance, though? Everyone is very ??? about this.
      • “HOW?”
        “I mean, it’s not choreographed, so…”
        “That doesn’t exactly explain anything!”
  • One time, Coran caught him just standing in an empty room and screaming while holding his head between his hands. Not because of a flashback of anything, just screaming wordlessly at a wall for stress release. They don’t talk about it.
  • Can do a catwalk strut. In five-inch heels. He’s proven it to the team but still hasn’t explained why, when, or how he learned to do it.
  • Can flirt extraordinarily well for a mission. Cannot flirt with someone he’s actually interested in to save his life, unless it’s literally to save his life.
  • Almost instituted a swear jar out of sheer annoyance with the paladins deliberately misusing curse words, but relented when Keith suggested they also make an ‘unnecessary death jokes’ jar.
    • “It was one time, Keith. I don’t make that many jokes.”
    • “The last time Hunk asked if you were craving something, both you and Lance said ‘the sweet release of death.’ You make so many morbid jokes that you’ve infected Lance! Lance! He’s, like, the peppiest guy in existence!”
  • Has considered trying to challenge Hunk to an arm-wrestling contest.
    • Hasn’t actually gone through with it.
  • Once mistook Pidge for Matt while super dazed right after coming out of a cryopod. They haven’t talked about it.
  • Had to bargain with Coran for shaving supplies. Coran thinks that Shiro should be growing out his facial hair. Shiro vehemently disagrees.
{Special} College!AU Doyoung
  • major: pre-law / concentration: business law
  • minor: comparative literature 
  • sports: sometimes he says he’ll join tennis team to be closer to taeyong and taeyong begs him not to do that. anything but that.
  • clubs: book review club, uni orchestra 
  • everyone knows doyoung as a talker, he talks really well and no matter what he never seems to get nervous when there’s a crowd listening to him
  • which is why when he says “lawyer” everyone is like,,,,,,,,,,of course
  • his original plan was to become a professor because he likes books and discussion on literature
  • like,,,,no joke he’s always staying thirty minutes late debating on theories in books with all his teachers
  • and some teachers love it while others are like doyoung please i am just a teacher i need to go- and he’s like “have you considered that moby dick is actually trash? here’s 54 reasons why:-”
  • his older brother is an alumni of the school and everyone is like oh ~ you’re gong myungs brother??? and everyone in the pre-med department always wants to talk to doyoung about gong myung and doyoung is like yes. he went on to be a doctor. no. he isn’t married. no he ISNT LOOKING- 
  • he lovessss to bother taeyong when they all go out to eat and he’s just like “more handsome every day i see?” and taeyong is like someone save me. sicheng. yuta-
  • but doyoung just throws his arms around taeyong and is like ^^ let’s study together!~~~ and taeyong is dying but everyone else is living because it’s so funny,,,,
  • dorms with jaehyun and everyone is like wow,,,they’re so mature they’re probably in there studying and being studios students!!!!
  • while in reality they’re sitting on the floor playing video games and doyoung is betting jaehyun all his lunch credits for the weekend on some wii sports resort golf
  • but he really does give off the studios vibe,,,because out of everyone on campus he dresses so???? formally like
  • you’ll never catch him in sweatpants and a big t-shirt (see: taeil) like doyoung wears collar shirts, those dad pants that are jeans but made of corduroy??? maybe a tie if he’s feeling it,,,,,, flip flops on campus? he’d rather DIE he’s wearing those oxfords and u know it!
  • is lowkey trying to give advice to e v e r y o n e like “mark,,,,,i know ur going to soccer but wear knee pads - i don’t care if you’ve been playing for ten years sweetie” to “johnny. that color of green on you is ugly.”
  • people find him intimidating because yes,,,,,he can be straightforward and blunt
  • but,,,,he’s a sweetheart who looks like a curious kid with round eyes and a kind smile 
  • and as much  as taeyong might spend running away from doyoungs affection,,,,he loves having him around because doyoung never makes anything awkward
  • he’s a natural leader tbh and he can make a conversation out of nothing it’s crazy,,,,,,,
  • and you,,,,,,know who doyoung is because you’re friends with ten who is always telling about how much he LOVES doyoung
  • how silly he is,,,,,how fun he is,,,,,how he acts like a cute bunny sometimes
  • and you,,,,,do not get it
  • because you’ve seen doyoung and the way he looks so sharp and intellectual and how when he talks he sounds like he knows,,,,,,everything
  • you’re not even sure you’ve seen doyoung laugh
  • and ten shows you the pics on his instagram of doyoung laughing,,,hand over mouth,,,looking silly with hair a mess and soft skin,,,,
  • but you’re like,,,,,,,you’re still sorta intimidated by him you just??? don’t get how someone can be so naturally good at being social and confident
  • and ten waves it off he’s like doyoung has his insecurities too,,,you know he IS human too??
  • and you’re like nope,,,too handsome- i mean too smart to be human
  • and ten hears the handsome but pretends not to and you’re like coughing into your palm because leTS not admit that maybe you’re intimidated because you know if you spoke to doyoung you’d become a blubbering mess
  • because wow he’s ,,,,,,,,,, attractive ,,,,,,,,, and so much more intelligent that anyone you know TT 
  • that is until one day you’re looking down at your homework, stoic expression and ten throws his bag down beside you on the quad and sits down and is like whats up
  • and ur like,,,,,,,,,i have to give a speech for a class,,,,,,,,ten,,,,,,,i cant
  • and ten,,,,looks like christmas came early or something because he’s like DOYOUNG
  • and you’re like ?????? what about hi-
  • and ten is like DOYOUNG CAN HELP YOU OMG this is great you two can finally meet and fall in lo- i mean help each other ok ill introduce you right now let me text him
  • you aren’t fast enough to stop ten’s exited hands and before you can grab his phone ten is like sent!!!!!! 
  • and ur like ten,,,i don’t wanna bother him or an-
  • ten: doyoung says he’d love to help!! he’ll meet you in the library at 7
  • and u just sit there,,,,looking at ten whose give u the mOST GIDDY expression
  • and ur like fine ok and u get up and ten is like its gonna be grEAT and ur like,,,,,a little nervous because u,,,,,,have never been around doyoung,,,,,,,,
  • and ur like ten come with m-
  • but then u hear the familiar voice of johnny calling ten over and ten is like id love to but i gtg and johnny comes jogging over like whats going on
  • and ten is like “they’re going on a blind date~ except it’s not blind im hooking them up with doyoung”
  • and you’re like TEN I SWEAR TO GOD WHAT DID U JUST SAY
  • and johnny is like HEY cool doyoung and you would look cu-
  • and ur like so red u can feel it like a damn sunburn on ur face and ur like stomping away before johnny can finish
  • shaking your head and ten is just like LOVE WILL BLOSSOM
  • but ur just likea mess in ur head because this dumb speech,,,,dumb ten,,,,dumb e m o t i o n s because once u come to terms with the fact that u have to see doyoung
  • like up close ,,,, and personal,,,,,,,,,,
  • ur heart cant stop doing leaps,,,,,,,,,,how c*rny 
  • and 7 comes around much faster than expected and you’re in the library,,,,sure that doyoung wont be there right on time-
  • but he is,,,,,of course he is
  • and he’s sitting there,,,,,striped button down,,,,neatly laid out notebook and pen,,,,,,pretty side profile as he looks over something on is phone,,,,and wow his hands,,,fingers so long and pretty
  • ok snap out of it cmon
  • and somehow you manage to force yourself to go over there,,,,,doyoung looks up and you feel your legs turn to jello as he smiles and stands up as well putting his hand out to shake yours and introduce himself
  • LIKE you don’t know who he is but u stummer out ur own response and doyoung sits back down and puts his hands together and is like well! speech writing is tough but ive given a couple of them so i think i can be of use to u!
  • and ur like,,,,,not even sure what to say because what the HECK he makes u so nervous and its like chill he’s just another person,,,,a goofy person according to ten,,,,,,,,
  • but doyoung just smiles kindly and goes “is there anything you specifically need help with?”
  • and before you can even think you just blurt out; “ i can’t,,,,,,,,,talk”
  • and doyoung blinks but lets out a small laugh,,,,covering his mouth with his hand and he’s like “well yes you can, you just did. also,,,”
  • he leans over the table a bit and ur heart literally goes ! and he motions to his lips and he’s like “you have a mouth, and you can make noise, so i think you’re good on that. any other problems?”
  • and you’re like,,,,,dsfklsf,,,,,,,,, “i,,,,i just cant do it in front of people,,,,,lots of people.”
  • doyoung sits back and with a knowing nod says that that is a problem for a lot of people,,,,,but that instead of worrying about that you should first work on writing the speech
  • embarrassingly you admit that you havent and doyoung just grins and is like that’s why im here to help, so tell me about your class
  • and yes,,,,you’re nervous,,,,,but doyoung somehow makes it really easy for you to explain what you want to do because he’s ,,,,, just so good at making things understandable
  • and he’s ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, sweet
  • a part of you had always just assumed he’d be the kind of straightforward, blunt, cold kind of personality
  • but even with his slight jokes and his corrections and critique like,,,,doyoung isn’t mean or even off-putting
  • and your nervousness isn’t about asking him for help or even the speech anymore,,,,,it’s more of just,,,,,,,,,,,that feeling of a crush,,,,
  • when it hits ten though doyoung apologizes and says he has to go because of another late study group he has and you shake your head telling him he’s helped you aLOT
  • but before he leaves he pulls out a page from his book and hands it to you,,,,on it is his email and cell and he’s like send me your speech and ill look it over and we can decide another time to meet to talk about it
  • and ur so,,,,shocked you go “you- this isn’t a one time thing?” and doyoung grins again,,,,,,,,,that smile of his,,,,,,,,,,,and he’s like “did ten tell you im some kind of flake? really,,,,that guy,,,,,of course it isn’t a one time thing i said im going to help, right?”
  • and you want to tell him that no no ten has only said that he’s great,,,but you’re still shy and doyoungs smile and kindness is making it even harder to respond 
  • before you know it doyoung is halfway out of the library, turning to wave and you’re so caught up that when you lift your hand to wave back he’s gone
  • and you mumble to yourself that you forgot to thank him,,,,,,you really should
  • ofc the next day ten practically forces you to sit down and tell him e v e r y last detail and you’re like he,,,,,,,,,,,,,,doyoung is nice
  • and ten is like I TOLD YOU he can be a pain in the ass with his sarcastic comments but he has a good heart
  • and ur like,,,,,,,,,,,,ten and ten is like hmm and ur like ten i think ive always had a crush on him like those ‘ill admire u from afar kinda things but ten,,,,oh my god i think i might start liking him seriously if he really is this sweet”
  • and ten damn near spits out his iced coffee but he just grabs your hands and is like YESSSSS I HAVE AWAITED THIS MOMENT 
  • and you’re like wkfgfjr what and he’s like please ur lil crush was more than obvious but wow,,,,,,,,,,,a love on campus,,,,,a tutor and his student,,,,,,,,just like a drama i love it
  • and ur like ten please its not like he’ll like me - and ten is just like shh we just need to wait and see
  • and,,,,doyoung follows up on his promise. even in his tight schedule he finds the time to sit down and read over your speech and send you edits or meet up in person to talk
  • sure a couple of times you’ve had to meet him in the city at one of his internships,,,,,once you had to come over to the orchestra recital hall to talk to him,,,,,,then there was that time you meet outside a hospital???? that apparently doyoung’s brother was working in
  • and ,,,,, every time doyoung never failed to show you how much he was putting effort into really helping you
  • from having you read out loud to him and telling you ways to get over nervousness to fixing small grammar errors and helping with vocabulary
  • you could really see,,,,,,his intellect and social skills and,,,there probably isn’t anyone better on campus to help you than him
  • and finally as the date of your speech approaches doyoung suggests reading the speech in front of him and a couple of friends
  • so you end up all cramped into a small study room,,,,doyoung, ten, johnny, taeyong, yuta, winwin, taeil, mark, haechan, and jaehyun,,,,,and ur hands are shaking a bit 
  • but doyoung reaches out,,,smiling and somehow your body calms down and you go through your whole speech without a single mistake and doyoung is just like wah,,,,do you all see this??? my work has paid off,,,,,,they’re perfect!
  • and he gets up throwing an arm around you and pulling you into his side
  • and ten winks and ur like GFgFDSS
  • but,,,,,,,when you look up to see doyoung looking so happy you can’t help but feel that being right there beside him,,,,,,is a spot you want to keep
  • the day of your speech doyoung sends you a text of encouragement,,,,,a picture of him giving you the thumbs up too and you smile and go into class much more confident than you ever thought you’d be
  • ,,,,,,the speech,,,,,,it’s great
  • you do so well you even manage to surprise your teacher and when you’re out you practically skip out of class,,,,taking your phone out to text doyoung that you did it!!! you got the A!!!!!
  • but,,,,,when you meet up with ten later he kind of bites back his lip when you bring up doyoung because apparently,,,,,,,he’s not feeling to good
  • and you’re like he’s sick??? and ten sighs and is like,,,no it’s just he has this really big speech of his own coming up,,,,it’s for his brothers alumni party,,,,,,,,,he said it wasn’t going to stress him but it turns out a couple of law school recruiters are going to be there so it’s messing a bit with his confidence
  • and you frown,,,,knowing doyoung,,,,,you’ve never seen him falter in his self worth and you decide that he helped you so you’re going to go help him
  • so with ten’s instructions you find yourself in front of doyoungs dorm,,,,a box of white chocolate cake,,,,,,and your heart going a thousand miles an hour
  • and you knock only to hear some kind of noise from the inside and the door opening by itself
  • and you can see doyoung’s shoulders hunched over at his desk and quietly you let yourself be known,,,,doyoung turning around in his chair,,,,bags under his eyes and you’re like “ten,,,,,told me about your speech” and he just waves his hand as if to brush it off
  • and is like “what about you - did it go well?” and you wonder ,,, maybe he didn’t look at his phone,,,,,,didn’t see your text so you nod and you’re like i couldn’t have done it without you
  • and doyoung smiles but its small and wavering and you’re like “doyoung,,,,,i ,,,,,i want to thank you for being there for me and helping me,,,,,,, i,,,,,,”
  • a sudden surge of adrenaline makes you stand a little straighter and you can’t believe you’re going to say this but you do
  • “and i was wondering if we could go ,,,,out ,,,,,on a date,,,,,sometime,,,”
  • you open your mouth to say that you’ll even treat since he’s given you so much of his time but doyoung’s eyes darken
  • and before you can he goes “im sorry. school will always come first for me.”
  • it’s not,,,,,a harsh rejection or anything,,,,,,,,,it isn’t even unexpected
  • but doyoung’s voice sounds so cold and heavy that you cant help but feel choked up,,,,,rather than that embarrassed too,,,,,and you look at him
  • doyoungs eyes shifting to the cake in your hands and then back to your face,,,but for the first time he doesn’t look you in the eyes
  • instead he turns back in his chair, tells you he needs to go back to preparing and that if you could close the door tightly on your way out that’d be good
  • you,,,,,don’t budge for a moment but when you come to you drop the cake on his bed and mumble out “it’s for you.” and do as you’re told, leaving the dorm eyes wet with tears
  • and ten doesn’t believe you when you tell him it,,,,,,,, he says that doesnt sound like doyoung,,,,,like yes he’s always putting school first and whatnot but doyoung would never,,,,,,,,,he’d never be so curt
  • but you just tell ten that there isn’t any use in lying,,,,,,,what would doyoung find in you anyway and ten seems ready to lecture you again but the look on your face makes him stop
  • and you tell ten that it doesn’t matter,,,,,,, a crush isn’t anything anyway
  • the rest of the month goes by slowly,,, you still have lots of your own work to concentrate on and you don’t think about the unanswered text from doyoung 
  • you try not to at least,,, ,and your other friends distract you,,,, ten does his best too and you’re happy even though seeing doyoung on campus still makes your heart sink
  • but you don’t expect that you’d be sitting in study hall one interview and you’d get a call from ten 
  • “can you come down to outside the main faculty building? doyoung - just come ok?”
  • confused you pack your things and make way to the big building at the end of the campus ,,,,, when you call ten and text him where he is there isn’t any response and you furrow your eyebrows wondering what the hell this is about
  • until the door opens and you turn “ten what the he-”
  • doyoung’s tall, lean frame comes stumbling toward you,,,,exhaustion and sadness apparent in his face
  • and you barely get your arms out in time to catch him 
  • the warmth of his face against your neck makes your body react and quietly as he stands there in your arms you ask whats going on
  • and doyoung doesn’t say much,,,face rubbing slightly against your neck and you don’t know what you should do 
  • finally he pulls back and you reach up to fix the hair thats gotten into his eyes
  • doyoung takes your hand though and while looking at you goes; “i was wrong.”
  • and you’re like ???? about what
  • doyoung doesn’t look like he has the words yet and he can’t say anything because the door opens and for the first time before you is gong myung
  • “doyoung, the speech-”
  • you look at him,,,doyoungs eyes squeezing shut and he’s like “brother i can-”
  • but you just grab his shoulders and smile at gong myung telling him doyoung will be back in a couple of minutes
  • slightly confused gong myung disappears back inside and you realize that this is the big alumni speech ten had told you about and you’re like “doyoung,,,,c’mon you’re the one who told me that i can,,,,i can because i can speak and i have a mouth right - so do you doyoung you’re the most eloquent person i have ever met what is going-”
  • your paused with the feeling of doyoung’s lips on yours,,,unmoving he stays like that for a while and your mind blanks
  • doyoung pulls back only to tell you that it’s not the speech,,,it’s the thoughts ,,,,, the thoughts about you
  • about how he blamed school just because he was too scared to just say yes,,,,
  • and you’re not sure what - but then it hits u and you’re like,,,,,,,,doyoung,,,,,,,,nOW iS NOT tHE T ime TO WORRY ABOUT thAT
  • and doyoung is like !?@#@?#$? but i was so mean i did want to go on that date wit-
  • and you’re like OK COOL WE WILL BUT SERIOUSLY ARE YOU BEATING YOURSELF UP OVER THAT 
  • and doyoung is like yES I THOUGHT I HURT YOU
  • and you’re like PLEASE ITS FINE NOW JUST FORGET IT AND GO UP THERE AND MAKE YOUR BROTHER PROUD
  • doyoung’s face brightens,,,,,the sparkle in his eyes returns and you shake your head because god ten was right this,,,,this boy really is kind,,,,,,even behind that constant confidence and laugh,,,he really thinks about the people around him
  • and doyoung is like i can do it. im gonna go in there and kill that speech.
  • and you’re like YES you will!!!! i believe in you!!!!
  • giving a little fist pump doyoung grins and turns to the door,,,only to spin on his heel back to you
  • holding your face with both his hands and kissing you once more before disappearing back inside
  • you wait a bit and your phone goes off with just a winky emoji from ten and you’re like huh but the doors open again and doyoung comes running out
  • arms engulfing you in another hug that leaves you blushing when he pulls back and behind him is a smug looking nct ,,,,, esp ten whose face basically screaming: I SAID SOOO
  • but also gong myung,,,, and you take like three steps away from doyoung because igflkdfsd skinship in front of his brother no no no
  • and gong myung is like “is this the person who made my brother such a mess?” and you’re like,,,,,,,,oh my god how do i answer that
  • and doyoung is like “dont make me bring up your significant other from high school brother.” and gong myung is like WELL I HAVE TO GO NOW
  • and doyoung comes closer and is like “so,,,,about that date? are you free now?”
  • and you’re like akjsfdf shouldnt you go with your brother and all the important alumn-
  • and doyoung shrugs and is like “i think my speech blew them away, now i have to mysteriously disappear and keep them guessing - right?”
  • you almost outright roll your eyes at the thought but also,,,,,you ARE free,,,,,,so,,,,,
  • taeyong as he watches you and doyoung giggling together: thank god he found someone to distract him
  • ten: i agree,,,,but also isn’t seeing him happy making you kinda happy ;)
  • taeyong: suddenly i cant read and i must go bye
  • anyway doyoung and you go grab some drinks and take a walk at a nearby park,,,,,even though it’s simple it’s kind of the perfect first date
  • doyoung insists that he’ll take you somewhere better but he needs time to plan and you’re like it’s ok,,,,these kinds of things are my favorite
  • and he smiles a bit and you’re like,,,,you’re thinking of something arent you?
  • and reaching out for your hand doyoung whispers “these kinds of things,,,,,,like just being by each others side?”
  • and you bite back your lip,,, stuttering because,,,,,,,ok,,,,,,,how can he just boldly say that?!?!?!
  • but doyoung finds it adorable and pulls you closer and is like “i like it too, i like having you here. when you weren’t around anymore,,,,,,it felt,,,,,empty.”
  • and ok ten is like,,,,,,,,,he is your biggest fan he literally sits you and doyoung down the next day and is like “i bless this marriage” “ten we aren’t-” “i bless this marriage but doyoung oh my god if you do anything to hurt them i will personally shave your head in your sleep and leak every video i have of you singing in the shower do not test me.”
  • but everyone else is happy too,,,,,yuta is like DAMN i didnt expect this and doyoung is like why not and yuta is like because you’re so uptight about everything. mr school is my life. mr school is my significant other. mr. school and i kissed for the first ti-
  • doyoung with his hand over yutas mouth: we geT IT narcisist nakamoto 
  • the only normal one about the situation is taeil but he’s also like be careful doyoung is sly~ a real playboy~
  • and you’re like really?!??!
  • and winwin is like yEAH all the old ladies from the campus cafeteria say hes the perfect son in law. he has all of them swooned.
  • you; oh. you meant that kind of playboy LOL
  • doyoung is,,,,everything you expect him to be as a boyfriend: caring, and helpful
  • but,,,,also too caring + helpful sometimes with the way he keeps shrugging off his blazer or cardigan to throw around your shoulders because the library is cold or switching out your soda for water because we need to stay healthy
  • but he’s doing it from a place of love,,,he really is
  • teaches you note taking tricks and when he takes you supply shopping he’s like “you are super special to me which is why im telling you where to get the best highlighters in seoul and you cannot tell ANYONE. A N  Y O N E.”
  • doyoung’s fashion sense doesn’t change,,,, not even on dates to the movies or amusement parks or the beach
  • like you and the guys planned to do some night time fireworks and everyone showed up in basically their pajamas but doyoung? nope. the oxfords were still on,,,,,even in the goddamn sand
  • but doyoung,,,, is the life of the party he really makes everyone laugh and you,,,,,,,,get to have inside jokes with him
  • that always leave you laughing till your stomach hurts and doyoung has to pull you into his lap and apologize and ur like ,,,babe im not just laughing because it’s FUNNY and he’s like YES but im too funny. im too powerful. you need to control me
  • and you’re like blushing and somewhere johnny is probably like “i taught him that” JKJK 
  • doesn’t look like the type but is totally a late-night snacker
  • you two will sometimes meet just to eat convenience store bread and chips and talk about how college is the WORST with your legs entwined on the bench outside of the law department
  • and it’s like midnight no one is on campus but you and doyoung are perfectly ok in the dark munching away your problems together
  • doyoung thinks flowers are the most romantic thing and if he ever goes into the city and comes back he always comes back with flowers
  • and they’re different every time and you always get shy when he gives them to you because everyone around you is like ooooooo and doyoung is so proud of himself and you,,,,just melt how is he so cute
  • once,,,just to see his reaction,,, you brought him flowers and you gave them to him after class and it was his turn to get all shy and it was the best moment ever
  • you made taeil record the whole thing and whenever doyoung gets cheeky you just bring up the video and you’re like look. look here. you’re a giant cute baby dont even argue. look ur ears turned cherry red
  • isn’t a big clothing sharer but he wears glasses when studying sometimes so you steal them every now and then to wear and ,,,, doyoung thinks you look so cute in them that he just lets it happen tbh
  • sometimes though he’ll start an argument over it just to be like “let’s settle it with a tickle fight”,,,,,he just wants to tickle you tbh
  • doyoung sometimes narrates what you do to make you blush like if you’re doing some work on your laptop he’ll be like “and they look at the screen,,,concentrated,,,focused,,,looking hot and smart. i would kiss them if they weren’t so busy,,,” and it gets u everytime 
  • because you turn to look at him and doyoung leans over to get a kiss and ur like AH IM TRYING TO WORK and doyoung is like well switch of your cuteness then i cannot help myself 
  • sometimes he talks to himself and you love it like you love doyoungs voice so much,,,,
  • like when u just had a crush you thought it was nice but now it’s just music to your ears honestly
  • has pet names for you and calls you them in public because doyoung likes to show of your relationship
  • not corny enough for couple sweaters or anything but couple phone wallpapers are a must
  • admitted that he said to one of his professors that ever since he fell in love he’s kind of grown an interest in romantic novels and you’re like wait wait fell in love 
  • and doyoung is like yeah,,,,,i love you,,,is that not obvious?
  • and you almost fell out of your chair,,,, but,,,, you love him too of course,,,
  • you always tell his not to cover his laugh because he has a habit of putting his hand in front of is mouth and you’re like,,,,,,,,i love your smile and laugh dont hide it
  • and doyoung ,,,,, when you compliment him its like the whole world is just the two of you and doyoung just wants to hold you in his arms because ugh he loves you so damn much
  • doyoung is a good talker but he’s an even better kisser
  • and kisses turn from innocent pecks on each others lips while you’re over at his dorm to full blow make outs with doyoungs big hands under your shirt
  • and the books thrown off his desk,,,him standing between your legs and the feeling of your lip between his teeth,,,,
  • doyoung does have a soft spot,,,his spine,,,,and when you settle kisses down it it makes him shiver and he becomes so cutely submissive,,,,,
  • sometimes you’ll sneak up from behind and kiss right below the back of his neck and seriously doyoung almost faints LOL
  • he likes to cook for you if he has time,,,,he cant cook a lot but he has some dishes and also he looks so cute because he always hums to himself and its just,,,,,,,,,so nice and sweet of him
  • you guys vibe so well with each other that just walking around for hours without going anywhere is exciting for you two
  • just looking at the scenery, holding hands, and talking,,,,,makes you two happy
  • ten tells doyoung that you used to think he was stoic and mean and ur like tEN and doyoung is like really?????? do you still think that??? do you not love me???
  • and you have to kiss him like 9403 times before he stops whining and bringing it up and ur like side eyeing ten for this whose just like WHAT I THOUGHT HE SHOULD KNOW
  • plays his flute when he’s stressed and you keep pestering him to teach you but seriously ever since you started dating its too hard to do anything when you’re around each other because you’re both so in love that it just turns mushy and its like yes teach me how to play the flute but also come here and cuddle me kinda situation
  •  taeyong secretly misses all of doyoungs attention but at the same time he thinks you make doyoung a lot brighter and better and hes thankful,,,,,,,,,like really thankful
  • doyoung is the kind of boyfriend who when you trip over something he doesnt hide laughter but he helps you back up and scolds the twig you tripped over for hurting you LOL 

taeyong | yutabangtan | vixx | monsta x | got7 + kard + amber | seventeen

My Carry On Fics - Masterlist

Here’s a list of all of my Carry On/Snowbaz fics for those requesting! (:

And find me on ao3!


Domestic Drabbles: A Series

1: Chocolate and The Sun - 0.7k

He steps through two beams of evening light filtering in through the windows, and for a moment, he looks radiant. 

2: Blanket Pirates - 0.5k

Baz is a sharp bloke, and I don’t mean because of his fangs.  

3: Curtains - 0.4k

The cruel irony about dating Simon Snow is that I’m a vampire dating the sun. 

4: Two Couches and A Turtle - 0.7k

It wasn’t my idea to buy two sofas. There was absolutely no point when the one we have is perfectly comfortable and spacious. But Penny insisted.

5: Locks and Wildflowers - 0.7k

But nothing I saw could compare to this beautiful arrangement. It’s simple and delicate, like each flower placed had its own purpose. 

6: It’s Not London - 1.9k
(Part 1) (Part 2)

But now, Baz is standing in front of me, in the doorway of my bedroom, looking like he might cry at any moment, and I immediately decide to break my rule.

7: The Hufflepuff Who Lived - 1.1k

Bunce snorts. “I don’t buy that for a second, Baz. You may exude Slytherin on the outside, but you’re just as bad as Simon. I think” —she locks her eyes with mine— “that you’re a Hufflepuff.”

8: A Place For Everything - 1.7k
(Part 1) (Part 2)

“Simon, have you noticed how Baz has so much stuff here?”

9: Simon Snow and The Spiderman Boxers - 1.0k

Back at Watford, if someone had told me that one day I would be doing Simon Snow’s laundry while he just sits around, I would have laughed in their faces and asked what sort of enslavement spell he was planning on using against me.

10: You Shouldn’t - 3.1k
(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3)

Agatha is visiting England for a few weeks, so Penny insisted she come over. I might be fine, or even somewhat excited, to see her. But Baz on the other hand…

11: But I’m Spiderman - 0.2k 

“Okay,” he says. “But I’m Spiderman.”


Secret Admirer - 1.5k

Simon had a secret admirer in sixth year. Years later, Penny finally figures it out.


The Front Seat - 1.3k

Baz is not looking forward to a trip with his aunt.


The Grey Suit - 2.2k

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4)

Simon looks stunning in a grey suit. But Baz would never tell him that.


The Room Underneath - 0.3k

“Rhys and Gareth, the boys who live in the room under mine, are sitting at our table already, at the far end.” - Simon

Just how thin are the floors at Watford? And what conversations are heard by the room underneath?


Merciless - 3.0k

It’s not like I haven’t thought about moving further with Snow. Quite the opposite, really. Quite the opposite. (nsfw)


Hands - 0.1k

Some people say that the best way to find happiness is to travel the world with the one that you love.


Three Years - 0.3k

“Three years, Niall. Three fucking years we’ve had to keep this a secret.” (a deniall fic)


My Silent Pleas - 3.3k/? (Ongoing)

(Prologue) (1)

“We are going to be learning a basic communication spell,” Miss Possibelf said. “This spell will allow you to connect with someone for a brief moment, and be able to write notes to each other on your skin. Wherever you write on your own body will appear in the same spot as the person you are connected with.”


Pero Es Algo - 0.5k

Baz dice que yo me siento extraño porque ahora tengo mi propia habitación. Porque no tengo que compartirla con nadie.


The Sun’s Birthday - 0.4k

Snow doesn’t know when his birthday is. None of us do.


Meeting Your New Tarot Deck

Hello there my witches and diviners! Here’s an introduction Spread I like to do for New decks so I can get a grasp on them. This is a reprint of the Dalí Tarot Universal deck I got for my birthday.

Shuffle your cards (I’ll usually “bridge” my cards once the entire time I use them, and that’s the first time I use them) cut your deck how you like then make your Spread starting top to bottom, left to right.
1: Please introduce yourself (card the deck thinks of as the best summary of its facets/personality)
2: What’s your strength as a deck?
3: What are your limitations?
4: What can I learn from you?
5: What’s the best way to work with you?
6: What’s the outcome of our relationship?

Please introduce yourself: Knight of Swords.
Majestic and proud and a touch materialistic, the deck likes to think of itself as the “crown jewel” and craves attention and recognition.

Your strength as a deck: King of Coins
Matters of the physical world, whether it’s wealth, health or goals are questions best answered by this deck. Advice and insight into sensuality and the pleasures of life are easily handled by this deck

Your limitations as a deck: Ace of Swords
Deeper matters of the mind, and cleaving clarity may be limited. What this could mean is that the deck, like the sword is a tool, and like the ace represents, only the beginning. The decks job isn’t to discern nuances in emotions or relationships but to show truths. It’s limit is also a strength. The sword is double edged, I may not like all the answers I get.

What can I learn from you: The Lovers
About relationships in all their forms. Relationship with myself, others, romantic, business or otherwise. Life is made up of relationships, and being able to get insight into those as well as strengthening my own relationships is awesome:

Best way to use/work with you: III of Swords.
Asking questions and reading answers with an open mind and an open heart. Don’t let biases shade the answers I seek because each reading is separate and stands on its own not influenced by past readings

Outcome of our relationship: Wheel of Fortune
Balance and natural order will be strengthened and restored when lacking. This is comforting to read because sometimes when using the cards and seeking answers it’s because you feel out of sorts, but the answers and messages delivered will bring you back to base.

Now I know what you might be thinking, “those aren’t exactly the interpretations I have for that/those cards.” This is a personal thing for me, but I always base my intro spread on the meanings the included book/pamphlet have. Think of it as a new phone. You unpackaged it and follow the designated set up directions, then later on you personalize it. Especially with this deck, the imagery is a very important aspect of the cards and their meanings.

Sentence Starters

A collection of lines from books, movies, tv shows, songs, and popular tumblr text posts.

“When everyone knows you’re a monster, you needn’t waste time doing every monstrous thing.”

“Let’s say I had to resort to… aggressive negotiations.” 

“I was lightly stabbed! Lightly!”

“You’ve never seen anything like this before? Goddamn. I thought you’ve seen everything.”

“Let me see if I understand: Neither of us know what this thing is, correct? What do you say we intentionally antagonize it to see what it can do?”

“Are you going mad? Neat! Maybe things will finally get interesting around here.”

“If you’re seeing that too, then I’m currently not hallucinating. What in God’s name is that thing, by the way?”

“Listen to me: If you continue doing that, you will die.”

“Your heart is filled with bitterness.”

“I hope you will find peace one day.”

“The solution to this and most other problems is fire. Set it on fire. Burn everything to the ground.”

“I am so tired that I could sleep for centuries and still feel exhausted when I wake.”

“Do you ever look in the mirror and start to feel unreal? Because that’s been happening to me lately. Nothing feels real.”

“I feel like I’m going to fade away someday.”

“Having a body is so strange.”

“I want to run away. I don’t know how to fix this, so I want to run and run until I can’t anymore.”

“I’m a coward. I’m a damned coward.”

“I can’t do this on my own. Please help me. Please. I promise I will repay you.”

“Not to be melodramatic but my heart aches and my soul is dying.”

“Today I explored the void. The void, as you might want to know, is not as void as some think. Anyway, enough about me. What have you done recently?”

“My friends, my comrades, my fellow saints and sinners…  Today I must inform you of a terrible thing.”

“I suggest we start a revolution.”

“There is something horrifyingly wrong with you.”

“He who dies here dies in the radiance of the future, and we are entering a tomb all flooded with the dawn.”

“Even false saints have power.”

“I found a door. A door to another world.”

“Nothing will stand against us.”

“Tell me what you’ve done.”

“They are beyond redemption, as you will be if you do this.”

“Do monsters make war, or does war make monsters?”

“Such acts rip out the soul and make space for beasts to grow inside.”

“You tell me that battling with monsters has made me a monster? Doing business with devils, what has that made you?”

“I have repented, I have been punished enough, take me home…”

“My soul is clean. I’ve never killed anyone. But you, oh you. Look at your hands.”

“Wishes are false. Hope is true. Hope makes its own magic.”

“Take all my pain away.”

“Start the Apocalypse with me.”

“Together, we are unstoppable. Nothing and no one will stand in our way.”

“You are a shining light in the darkness.”

“Oh yes, you go do that. Great idea, I’m sure you’ll be perfectly fine!”

“I will follow you to the ends of the earth and beyond.”

“Must you point that thing at me? Please put it down.”

“Think about it. Just stop for a moment.”

“My heart hurts so much I want to tear it out.”

“That’s not what I said.”

anonymous asked:

hello. first of all, i wanted to say i'm in love with your dio analysis. i think i agreed with everything you've written about him so far. you're truly amazing at getting his character! anyway, i wanted to ask - do you think The World's power fits dio (like his personality, life, etc)? and how? i'd love to hear your thoughts over that. if you answered such question in the past i'd love to be linked. have a nice day!!!

First of all, thank you!! for that.  Yes I definitely think The World’s power fits Dio (and there’s a scene in SDC where Enya tells Dio his Stand is a guardian spirit that’s been protecting him his entire life, which I kind of love the idea of).  Za Warudo’s my favorite stand so this reply’s a little long and freeform:

For me, it’s always felt like Dio’s been motivated primarily by 2 things – freedom and mastery – and Za Warudo’s timestop taps into both of these.  First off, Araki’s explained Za Warudo’s timestop as the manifestation of Dio’s desire to be free from the constraints of Time. That’s a nice parallel to his becoming a vampire in Pt.1, it’s like first Dio mastered time by becoming immortal and then later on he’s actually able to force-stop time and to move through it alone.

One of the cool things about the timestop power is how it creates a stage - not a stage like an actor would have during a performance (it’s sort of the opposite since Dio’s actions during the stop are unobserved), more like a stage in the sense of a space where Dio can take advantage of everything that’s around and set up the most effective and diabolical way to attack. The reason Dio’s been such a formidable adversary is b/c he’ll use anything and everything that’s around him during a fight.  The timestop really exploits this fighting style, creating a space where he can set up elaborate attacks on his victims. 

The World’s power feels like it’s been custom-built as an enhancement to Dio’s improvisational fighting style.  And Dio’s a villain with a strong sense of play - he likes toying with his opponent - so obv The World’s perfect for enabling that too (ie, Polnareff on the stairs). The idea of the timestop setting up a type of gamespace is cool too because it relates way back to Dio’s love of chess in Pt.1, so much so that he literally uses the phrase “Checkmate” after setting up his multi-knife attack on Jotaro.

All this ties back to this idea of mastery, The World’s power lets Dio hone and test out both his skills and his limits.

Personality-wise, the idea of a space in which only one can move relates back to Dio’s confidence and arrogance, really.  Dio consistently thinks of himself as a man who stands alone and at the top, and during the timestop that’s pretty much the case.  Stopped time is Dio’s alone.  That’s why he gets so unnerved when Jotaro moves just one of his fingers a little during that stop, it’s like a personal affront to Dio because no one should be even allowed to approach his level.

(fwiw another element in line with Dio’s persona is it’s audaciousness. “Toki yo Tomare” is a command-type phrase, Dio’s directly commanding Time itself to stop.  It’s notable that Dio’s less-confident Part 7 counterpart, Diego, doesn’t use that “yo” command.)

And then there’s just the strength element. Araki talks about how when he wrote Pt.1 he asked himself, “who’s the strongest man in the world?,” the way a child would ask.  In Pt.3 and with Za Warudo it’s like Araki’s applying that same question to stands, asking, what’s the strongest stand power in the world?  In later Jojo parts the timestop becomes one of many OP powers but in Pt.3 it’s so huge that it’s almost unthinkable. So it’s like both Dio and his Stand have their genesis in this same question.

And ZW’s power is physical.  I get the sense Za Warudo’s timestop isn’t just a matter of its master exploiting the flow of the timestream (I think of Kira’s Bites the Dust that way, it’s like Kira and Killer Queen and everyone else slip back through timestream). With Za Warudo though, it’s as if the Stand’s physically forcing the gears of Time to a standstill. It’s drawn this way:

obv it’s figurative but Araki’s emphasizing The World’s raw strength here. 

And there’s other stuff, like how elements of The World’s design create a mechanical, robotic impression (versus Star Platinum’s more organic design).  Dio’s got a stand that looks a lot like an unkind machine, it feels symbolic of Dio’s own ruthlessness and cruelty.

Anyway that’s a lot of my thoughts on it.  Thanks for the ask!

Ten Years (Part 8)

Summary: AU. When a major account is on the line at work, reader is forced to revisit some old connections at her ten year high school reunion for a chance at success. Will she let the past consume her, or will she see the future in her grasp?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 3,475 (minus the flashback) (yes I need to stop)

Warnings: language, sarcasm, fluff, mentions of past cheating, drinking, potentially anxious situations, confrontation, crying (every chapter has the same warnings because I’m melodramatic)

A/N: Tags are closed. I rewrote this whole damn thing again, and I’m an angsty bag of trash today, so it’s completely reflected here. I kept asking myself out loud, “Why are you like this?”

Part: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 -

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So, I needed to let out all the emotions and anxiety from today’s first promo for 2x18 whilst I still cannot watch 2x17 so I wrote this little ff inspired on that beautiful cat eyes scene we will be seeing next week. That’s how I imagine it to be (assuming that it’s a flashback from 2x07). The last part was actually inspired by a recent post by @scarlet-demon1998 (it doesn’t let me tag). The ff may contain many typos and grammar mistakes, I hadn’t really checked it yet. All comments and opinions are welcome.

“Magnus… you have nothing to worry about. I want this.” Alec kissed him passionately and pushed him to their bedroom. Magnus was still fighting all of his entangled feelings. He couldn’t recall the last time he’d felt this way. Whatever there was between him and Alec, he cared about it so much it was like holding something precious and fragile, afraid at every step that it may fall apart. Alec never stopped kissing him until they reached the bed and Magnus lay down, Alec above him. In the blink of an eye Alec’s shirt was off, and Magnus realised his own body wasn’t still relaxed, not as it should have been.
He took a deep breath. Sometimes you cared about things so much you ended up holding them too tightly, and thus breaking them in pieces. He let himself relax against Alec’s touch and flipped them over. Now he was on top of Alec and could see the Shadowhunter’s body covered in runes, and when he looked at him in the eyes he could see all the expectation and also the fear, the same fear he was feeling now. Alec’s eyes were wide, and Magnus smiled a slight, reassuring smile. It would be his first time. And he would make it unforgettable.
Magnus reached down and started kissing all of Alec’s chest, from bottom to top, every kiss whispering in a silent language a soft ‘I love you’, and ‘you’re safe with me’, and ‘I will always take care of you’.
Until he finally reached the Deflect rune on Alec’s neck, about which he’d often found himself fantasising. He kissed it, then softly bit the skin, and a soft grunt of pleasure came out of Alec’s mouth. The boy had a hand tangled in Magnus’s hair, as if making sure that he wouldn’t go away, that he’d only come closer, closer, closer.
Magnus’s hands were wandering down over Alec’s chest, reaching almost his hips, while he slightly sucked on his neck leaving a bruise on the pale and already sweaty skin of the Shadowhunter. He did as if to reach Alec’s mouth with his but suddenly a cold wave of recognition went all through him and he froze in place, realising the glamour he hold the dearest was inexplicably fading.

One thing was feeling nervous on a first time with a person. Another completely was that this someone could make his cat eyes come out this way. He had never lost control like that, not even with those he’d loved the most, not so easily, not so quickly. He tried to conceal his eyes again but he found himself unable to. So he hastily moved away from the other boy and sat on the edge of the bed, turning his back on Alec.
“Magnus, what is it?” Alec asked, standing up on his elbows and throwing at Magnus a worried look, a hand on his back.
“Sometimes I lose control.” Magnus muttered, trying as hard as he could to do something about his eyes, but it was in vane. Once the glamour faded like this, on its own accord and without him even noticing, it took him a long while and more concentration that he had right now to put the magic on again.
He could feel Alec’s hand resting on his back and imagined the fearful look he was probably giving him. He couldn’t think of anything more than running away and letting the boy think he’d done something wrong. And he couldn’t do that. For as afraid as he could have been of being rejected, he would always have preferred that over hurting Alec, there was no thinking twice.

He slowly turned away, hardly breathing, and he saw Alec’s expression turn into surprise. Magnus had never felt so vulnerable in his whole life, so naked, so totally exposed to someone’s eyes. But this were the eyes of the person he loved the most. And he found himself almost glad to have Alec seeing him for what he really was, and willing to accept the truth, whatever it was.
Alec didn’t say anything at first, and when Magnus was about to beg him to say something, he smiled. Magnus had to look twice before understanding that Alec was actually smiling, and it wasn’t a pitiful smile but a bright, almost delighted smile. Alec put a hand on Magnus’s cheek, coming closer, until his eyes were perfectly in front of his.

“Magnus.” He said, and he was looking at his real eyes directly as no one ever had before, without any doubt, without even the slightest hint of disgust or fear.
“I love every single part of you.” Alec said, pronouncing each single word clearly. “And I want to see these beautiful eyes…” he placed a slow kiss on Magnus’s mouth, “Every…” he whispered against his lips, “…single…” he kissed his way down to his neck, “…time.” he finally sighed, coming up to look at Magnus again.

Magnus felt as if his heart was going to explode. He’d never felt so warm, so light, so free as he felt now, whilst looking at Alexander Lightwood with all of himself, a himself long before hidden and forever forgotten.
He saw Alec burst out a soft laugh and realised his pupils had most probably blown wider, exactly like a cat’s, with relief. He let out a tear he hadn’t even known to be holding as his whole body relaxed, and he felt Alec reach up with a thumb to wash it away.

Flirting Takes You Somewhere

BUCKY BARNES X READER

Prompt (Anon request): Can you do a Clint Barton x little sister one where Tony hires her to be the teams personal chef cause he loves her cooking? Clint gets overprotective cause the guys on the team are flirty and she’s just a kid in his eyes since she’s fresh out of college. She loves her big brother but she loves to torment him too so she flirts with Bucky and teases Clint. Bucky ends up asking her out.

Words: 2000.

A/N: I’m so sorry it took so long, but my life is hectic right now. Thank you so much for requesting, dear! Requests are open. If you want to be tagged, tell me and I will arrenge it!

MASTERLIST


“Cut those in small pieces,” you said as you placed a bowl of potatoes in front of your older brother, Clint. He looked at the bowl, then at you, then back at the bowl and finally back at you.

“You’re kidding me, right?”

You shot him a glare and he was smart enough to just grab the knife and start cutting.

While that was being solved, you focused on getting the rest of dinner ready.

You were a guest at the Avenger Compound. Being close to your brother meant a lot of hanging out with the Avengers, but you had never cooked for them.

You had no idea how you had gotten into the kitchen – with Clint­ of all people. Actually, you did. Sam Wilson and his need to bet on everything and, as a proud person, you couldn’t refuse. So you bet that you could make Natasha Romanoff moan while tasting your food.

Everything had to be perfect.

***

“Ready to lose?” Sam whispered in your ear, from behind you.

You smirked and glanced at him from over your shoulder. “Only in your dreams, birdy.”

The entire team sat around the gigantic table, everyone filling their plates with the plenty of food you made Clint place around.

The bet said you had to let Clint help and everyone knew how awful he was at the kitchen, so you made him do simple things: cut the potatoes and set the table. Knowing your plan, he took an extra-long time in cutting the potatoes.

You sat with Clint on your right and Bucky on your left, Steve by Bucky’s other side and Natasha right in front of you.

The team tried to conceal the glances they threw at Natasha as she prepared her first spoonful. Is a whimper a moan? She had to close her eyes? She had to whimper a word or just a wordless moan would suffice? You should have settles rules with Sam first.

Natasha rose the fork to her mouth and froze when the food touched her tongue.

Oh my. You had tasted it, it was delicious. How embarrassing would it be if Natasha hated it?

For three agonizing seconds, the room was dead silent, which was impressive on its own.

“I think my tongue just met with God.”

And then she began chewing and her eyes closed and she… moaned.

“YES!” Clint screamed beside you, standing up with his hands reaching for the ceiling.

“No way!” Sam shrieked before placing his fork in mouth. Sam whimpered.

Not a single word was said during dinner. Well at least not to each other. Some mumbling words escaped from here and there, but they were all quiet and, most importantly, all praises.

When everyone finished, Tony turned to face you.

“How on Earth do you do that?”

“Four years of cooking and experimenting new flavors in college does have its perks,” you explained and then smirked at Sam.

“So you just graduated?” Steve asked. Clint had told him that already, but he wanted to talk to you.

“Yep,” you confirmed, “I’m looking for a job now, but no one wants someone fresh out of college,” you sighed.

Few of them knew what the struggle was for those who had just finished college and were looking for a good job.

“What if you worked here?” Tony blurted out suddenly.

“What?”

“I’d pay you, of course. I’d probably get fat too, because I wouldn’t stop eating, but you’d have a job and be near your brother,” Tony eyes light up as the idea formed in his mind.

“Plus a bunch of lunatics as friends,” Sam chimed in, grinning, “Or more,” he winked at you, making you chuckle.

“And no need to wash or clean anything,” Tony quipped his eyebrows, “I’m a genius so no one actually has to do it.”

“I’d cook for all of you?”

“Yep.”

“I’ll gladly take it.”

“Yes!” Came the response from everyone surrounding you.

Everyone was beaming, but Bucky’s small smile was the most beautiful.

***

“Need any help?”

You turned to see Steve leaning against the doorway.

“If you’re not busy and trust me with a knife near you, sure,” you threw a smile over your shoulder.

“I’m sure I’ll survive.”

You asked him to mix the sauce while you cut the meat.

“You sure you don’t want me do that?” Steve asked. He flexed his arms to show off the bulging muscles from under the shirt he wore.

Poor seams.

Steve wanted to flirt? Two could play at this game.

“Believe it or not, Steve, I’m very talented with my hands,” you winked at him.

Red peppers should feel jealous of his blush.

***

You were walking around the Compound, a book and a snack in hands when he suddenly appeared next to you.

“Hello, Princeza,” Pietro fell into a walk beside you, a grin on his lips, his hair all tousled from the run.

“Hello, Pietro,” you smiled back.

He turned and started walking backwards, his hands clasped behind his back.

“Just wanted to say that you look lovely today.”

You chuckled and thanked him before he took off running.

***

“Hey, [Y/n],” Wanda called you happily, “Wanna watch a movie with me?”

“Sure!”

You settle on the gigantic couch and picked a movie that pleased your tastes and hers.

Through the movie, Wanda laid her head on your shoulder, snuggling close. By the end of it, she was peacefully sleeping and you didn’t want to disturb her, so you simply got more comfortable on the couch and decided on a nap.

***

You slept on the afternoon, so at night, you couldn’t sleep. Maybe, a little walk around the Compound would be helpful.

As you went past the lab, you saw a light. Bright and, as you got closer, more than one.

“Bruce?” you called, softly.

He looked at you from his notepad, a bit frightened.

“Yes, [Y/n]?”

You smiled softly at him, “Can’t sleep?”

He chuckled. “Not tonight. I’m almost done with this and my mind won’t settle until I finish it.”

“Oh, I’ll leave you to it, then.”

“You can’t sleep either?” he called before you made it out the door, his voice a bit shaky.

You turned to him again. “Nope.”

He scratched the back of his neck, his eyes not meeting yours. “Maybe some snack would help you settle? I could accompany you?”

***

You had just served your newest chocolate cake recipe. The first cake was enough to serve a piece for each person in the room. Thank God – or Thor really, since he was the one that suggested you baked more, “with his help, of course,” since he loved cooking – that you baked four.

“Lady [Y/n], this is divine,” Thor gushed, his eyes closed in delight.

“Why, thank you, Thor,” you smiled at him.

Steve, Tony, Bruce, Natasha, Wanda and Pietro all looked at you dreamily. Clint cleared his throat, annoyed that they wouldn’t stop flirting with you. They all recomposed themselves.

In Clint’s mind, you were only a child, a freshly-graduate woman. With a bunch of people he called family hoovering over you.

Bucky was the only one that escaped Clint’s radar, being subtle while looking at you.

“Maybe you should come to Asgard with me and become my Queen. We make a tremendous pair, don’t you think?” the God smiled brightly at you.

“I might agree with you, Thor.”

If there was one thing you loved, was teasing your older brother.

***

You turned your head to your right and then forward, trying to stretch it out. When you repeated the process to the other side, a cracking sound echoed throughout the kitchen.

“Wow, you’re tense,” Natasha exclaimed as she walked over you. You had a recipe book opened on the marble counter in the kitchen, your favorite place in the huge Compound. Nat served herself a glass with water and offered you one, which you refused.

“Am I?”

She looked at you. “Yes. Want me to help you with that?”

And that’s how you ended up in one of the stools, book forgotten as Natasha worked her gentile hands on your neck and shoulders, getting rid of all the knots.

***

Your crush on Bucky had developed to not being so small anymore, but how could you make him see? He was the only person that didn’t flirt you, the only one that you wanted to. Maybe you didn’t have to wait for him to do it.

And maybe you could be a perfect sibling and tease your older brother some more. You knew Clint didn’t like when the Team flirted with you, but would you truly pass out on a bunch of opportunities to annoy him? No way.

So, this happened:

Bucky had just came from the market with Steve and Sam, each of them with two bags in each hand full of food.

“Need any help?” you came to the kitchen, where the pair had just came in and where conveniently Clint was talking to Natasha.

“No, it’s okay, we got it,” Bucky responded, his features calm upon setting the groceries on the counter. Steve and Sam followed suit.

“Doesn’t surprise me, with all those muscles of yours,” you dismissively said.

Clint promptly sent you a side-glance, quirking his eyebrow, but didn’t say anything.

Steve, noticing the not-so-subtle actions, bumped his arm on Bucky and looks pointedly at [Y/n].

Natasha spoke, “Hey, I need someone to test the new Widow Bites.” No one answered, all looked at her in fear. “Sam’s wings and Steve’s shield. Now.” She left the room and the two quickly followed quickly.

In fact, they went to the Security Room and watched it all from the cameras.

***

You always cooked with music, no exceptions. What changed, if someone was observing, was if you’d dance or not.

No one was in the kitchen as you finished dinner, so what was the harm in swaying your hips and bumping your head to the rhythm? None, except-

“I can show you how to dance to this kind of songs, if you want.”

You quickly turned to see Bucky leaning against the counter.

“Would you, really?”

You were listening to some old 40s classics, obviously Bucky knew how to dance to them.

“Yeah. If you want, that is.”

“I’d love that,” you smiled at him. Before he realized, he was smiling back.

“Now?”

“Sure.”

So you turned the oven off and stood in front of him.

“How do we do this, Sergeant?”

“Like this,” he guided one of your hands to his shoulder and the other to his own hand, while he placed his free hand on your waist. As he instructed you on your feet, two steps front, one step back. Only increasing in speed to actually match the song’s.

By the end of the lesson, you were both laughing and breathing heavily. As a final move, right when the song was about to end, Bucky dipped you while holding onto your lower back gently but firmly.

“Very good,” he praised, bringing you to an upright position again, his steel eyes focused on yours. You couldn’t help but return his gaze, your hands still on his shoulders and his resting lightly on your waist. “I’m impressed.”

“I had a great teacher.”

At that, he laughed.

“[Y/n],” he said, focusing entirely on you again, “Would you go on a date with me?”

Bucky thought your smile could light up the world.

“I’d love to.”

The other were all bundled up on the doorway of the kitchen, hiding their lower parts behind the wall but their upper bodies visible as they leaned to the side to watch you and Bucky, trying – as in, completely failing – in being subtle.

“Why do you get mad at us for flirting with her, but not with Bucky who has his hands all over her?” Tony whispered-yelled, grumpily crossing his arms over his chest. A typical two-year-old tantrum.

Clint grinned, “Because he truly knows her value.”


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anonymous asked:

Established supercorp and sanvers: sanvers take care of a drunken supercorp

“I am not DURNK!” Lena set down her glass of scotch, sloshing a bit over the side as she glared at Kara giggling across from her in the booth. “I’m not.” Lena huffed again, trying not to give in to her desire to smile at Kara as she snorted and fixed her glasses.

“I can outdrink you.”

“That’s nooooo fair” Kara slipped as she tried to sit forward. “Mine’s stronger, I could outdrink that stuff.” Kara pointed at the offending bottle of scotch Lena had purchased at the beginning of the night.

“You’re kryptonian!” Lena whispered loudly as she looked around for listening ears. “That wouldn’t be a fair comparison.”

Lena smirked at Kara as she tried to smother her giggles and sit up straighter as M’gann approached the table.

“I called Alex.” M’gann cleared the glasses hoping it would be enough to stop their drinking, hoping neither would turn to drinking straight from the bottle. “I wasn’t sure how you came, but you definitely shouldn’t be flying Kara. I don’t need you taking out any buildings.”

Kara pointed dramatically at M’gann, “No drinking and flying.” M’gann smiled before she nodded and walked away.

“She took our glasses.” Kara leaned forward over the table until she was almost laying on the surface.

“She did.” Lena laughed, as Kara turned to eye her bottle. “Don’t even think about it. I will not sit here while you drink from the bottle.”

Sighing Kara dramatically laid her chin on the table staring up at Lena. “You’re pretty.”

“And you’re so much more drunk then me.”

“I feel floaty.” Kara giggled as she closed her eyes.


“Kara. KAra!” Lena kicked her under the table, groaning as she immediately regretted her decision. Pulling her foot into her lap rubbing it. “Alex is here.” She nodded toward the door. “Did you fall asleep?”

“Asleep? noooooo.” Kara grinned as Alex approached the table. “You look like my sssister.”

“So you’ve said before.”

“Are you slurring your words?” Maggie raised her eyebrows as she looked over Kara. Alex had mentioned M’gann called but she figured Kara had just needed help getting Lena home.

“You get Kara.” Alex grinned as she moved towards Lena looking down at Lena cradling her foot.

“She’s your sister!”

“Exactly. Who do you think helped her home when Mon-El introduced her to the stuff? It’s your turn.” Alex looked back down at Lena. “Can you walk?”

“I kicked Kara.” Lena looked up at Alex with the biggest sad eyes as she kept rubbing her foot. Trying not to snort Alex nodded her head, “Been there. Let’s get you to the car, I’ll be able to check it out better there, its probably not broken but don’t put too much weight on it.”

Lena awkwardly pulled herself from the booth, Almost falling as she tried to stand. “I’m not drunk Alex, I can walk on my OWN.” Lena tried pulling away as Alex held her steady.

“Lena, you hurt your foot. I just said you can’t put weight on it. Do you really want to hop all the way back to the car?”

The two stared at each for a long moment before Lena gave in, pulling off her second heel, she threw her arm over Alex’s shoulder almost hitting her in the face.

Maggie stood in front of Kara, she had dealt with many drunk and disorderlies, many of them aliens, but few of them with any of Kara’s powers.

“Kara, lets go, we’re driving you home.”

Swaying Kara tried to stand next to Maggie as she pointed at M’gann behind the bar, “Well I’m not flying!”

“I’m drunk, I’m not allowed.” Kara whispered against Maggie’s ear.

Putting a steadying hand against Kara, Maggie tried directing Kara to the door until she started rising up like a helium balloon.

“Alex!” Maggie called to Alex’s departing back. “She’s floating.”

“Good luck with that!” Groaning Maggie grabbed Kara’s belt pulling her back to the floor. “Kara, look at me.” Maggie held Kara’s belt until she was staring into blue eyes. “You start floating again and I’m letting you go. I hate flying and you aren’t taking me with you, got it?”

Kara nodded. “Heavy feet.”

Maggie nodded confused, “Yeah Kara… heavy feet.” Turning to walk again Kara stared ahead with concentration, picking up each foot up to her knee before setting it down again. Walking slowly as if she had weights tied around her ankles. Maggie groaned covering her face as she waited behind Kara to complete each dramatic step, inching towards the door.

When they finally made it outside Alex was leaning against the passenger door.

“What took so long?” Maggie plastered on a big smile as she gave Alex a vaguely threatening look. Alex pulled open the door as Maggie covered the top of the door with her hand maneuvering Kara into the backseat.
“I’m fine! I’m fine.” Kara laughed as she fell into the car. “You’re really smaall.” Grinning Kara turned to Lena in the backseat snuggling into her side ignoring Maggie as she slammed the door.

“What is heavy feet?”

“She remembers that?!” Alex burst out laughing. “I taught her to pretend her feet were really heavy when she got to earth. So heavy she couldn’t float away, and so heavy that if she didn’t walk carefully she would break the ground.”

“Apparently it’s the key to keep her from floating away when she’s drunk.” Maggie grinned, “I should have taken a video of her walking Alex.”

“J’onn just kept her from floating away last time.” Alex grinned as she wrapped her arms around Maggie’s waist and burying her face in Maggie’s neck.

“Whoa whoa whoa!” Pushing Alex back Maggie stared in her face. “J’onn helped you last time and you left me by myself?!”

“You’re lucky I like you Danvers.” Alex grinned as she leaned into Maggie pressing her gently against the car, giving her a kiss.

“Yes I am.”

Giggling brought them back as they both shifted to look in the back window.

“Apparently you aren’t the only lucky Danvers.”

Alex covered her eyes as she groaned, “Can we please just get them home?”

anonymous asked:

Hi, I have a fiddly question and I was pointed your direction. (Blame Punchy). When someone says - this is re: black panther - that a thing "does not belong to (x kind of person)"...what does that mean? I. I've never felt ownership of a piece of media in my life, and I don't understand what I'm not supposed to be doing here.

ooh. fiddly indeed!

i think there’s often a sense in fandom of, like… “because this is my private hobby, it is just for me.” which is true! you can do fandom any way you like. the trouble is, some people then jump to “because it is my private personal playtime fun, it doesn’t affect other people and they don’t get to have any say in how i do it,” which is not true.

the war between these two notions– the first being that fandom is a hobby and i can do what i want, the second being community members have a right to safety in their community– is how you get things like reylos vs antis, arguments over whether and how people should post explicit fanart if it’s for children’s shows like steven universe, and fights over what counts as censorship when it comes to tagging and trigger warnings

tumblr is a place where people who like diverse media types, regardless of to whom it was marketed or intended, can talk about the thing. but every property has an intended audience, every property has fans for whom the stakes are biggest, the investment most passionate and in some cases dire

steven universe belongs to children. it should be safe for them to be in SU fandom without having to look at gem boobs or being told that, uh, if they don’t support violent revolution they are part of the problem

likewise– black panther belongs to black folks. they’ve waited long enough. there is no other thing out there that can do for this audience what black panther will do for them. and so it’s important for us as white fans to think about… volume. that it’s possible to shout for joy without drowning out others who have waited longer to be heard.

we talk a lot about the “secure your own oxygen mask before helping the person next to you” analogy when discussing mental health and self care. but when it’s an inter-community issue, a representation issue, i think we have to come at it a different way. the “let people with babies or mobility issues have the seat on the subway” approach. which is to say: some people should be given more access to a comfortable environment based on circumstance. in this instance, black folks in fandom shouldn’t have to be on the defense when they’re interacting with all things black panther.

let the movie stand on its own. don’t bring your white faves into it, or focus only on the white people in it. don’t appropriate AAVE when discussing black panther to try to fit in– there are plenty of people who can say with authority that wakanda is lit, they do not need you to say it. and uh, if you’re tempted to somehow say something like “actually black panther is racist,” maybe don’t.

the fact that you’re so baffled about what this sense of entitlement would look like is an encouraging sign that you’re not a participant in it, but in general, when trying to parse a sentence like “this thing does not belong to x kind of person,” ask yourself if you’ve ever seen anything like the thing before– if you got to grow up seeing images like that thing. if the answer is no, let the people who needed it most be loudest.

i hope that helps! 

ETA: also, the source and content creator matters! the fact that black panther has a black director is a huge deal– it means that black panther literally was not created for the white gaze, that inherent to its creation was an implicit understanding of what it’s like to be seen and be black, of black bodies in motion, of black voices. we’ve seen this from queer content creators and from women content creators, and we’ve respected it then, and felt it. this is no different

anonymous asked:

What are some hurdles a person who has practiced taekwondo, fencing and aikido might have to jump when thrown into a real life or death fight? What will happen when they get much better at escalating quickly (almost too quickly) and they're thrown into a situation where that's the opposite of what they need to do?

By, “the opposite of what they need to do,” you mean, not escalate the situation, or specifically work to try to limit the harm being inflicted. You know, like an Aikido practitioner?

I know we’ve said this before, but; martial arts are not interchangeable. They’re not just alternate move sets, or aesthetic considerations. Every martial art, every one, brings its own philosophies and outlooks into play. When those philosophies overlap, you might have options to start mixing them together, or lifting elements from one for the other. Aikido and Taekwondo don’t really have much of anything to talk about.

Aikido is a martial art of pacifism. It works well for self defense because the entire idea is, you stand at the center, plant your feet, and send anyone who attacks you to the floor, so they can think about all of the mistakes they just made.

As I said at the beginning, Aikido doesn’t escalate, at least not on its own. This is a martial art that focuses on ending conflicts with as little harm done as humanly possible. People will get hurt, that’s an inevitability, but, this is a martial art that is heavily focused on avoiding escalation.

If you want to start mixing it with something else, there are other martial arts that have common ground. Jujitsu and Judo both have some of the same philosophical underpinnings, they’re just pretty sure that plopping someone on the ground isn’t enough to get the message across, that sometimes you’re going to want to get down there and make your point in person.

There are even aggressive martial arts that you can (probably) mix Aikido with fairly effectively, including Muay Thai or Krav Maga. Martial arts that say, “I want to get really close to someone and turn them into goulash.” They do have common ground on the ranges that they think combat should be taking place at.

Taekwondo doesn’t. It’s a very active martial art. It wants to go places and kick people in the head. As a practical martial style it shares almost nothing with Aikido. Where Aikido wants its foes close enough to reach out and touch, Taekwondo is all about forcing your foes away, and keeping them off balance while you drive your foot through any internal organs they were using.

Taekwondo exists as a practical martial art, but you’re going to be hard pressed to find that variant outside of Korea. If your character served in the South Korean military, worked for the police or as a bodyguard there, then it’s possible they learned this.

Taekwondo traditionally pairs with Hapkido. I don’t know much about the martial art itself, beyond that it has a focus on joint locks. But, these are designed to work together, and against one another, so a practitioner in one would probably also learn the other.

Ironically, Taekwondo can also find common ground with martial arts like Muay Thai or Krav Maga. These are all martial arts that enjoy moving around a lot and messing people up. Where Taekwondo excels at doing this at range, Muay Thai or Krav Maga offer options to do this up close.

Now, if you’re sitting there and wondering why I just listed the same two martial arts as compatible to both of the ones you picked, that’s because they have common ground with one another, the two you picked, really kind of don’t. It’s not that martial artists never learn conflicting styles. That does happen. But the benefit you gain from that isn’t being able to blend them together into a single style, it’s being able to switch up your approach to fit the situation you’re in. And, yes, escalation control is an element of your martial art.

A character who’s been trained in Aikido and (practical) Taekwondo, would be in a very good position to work as a bodyguard. Taekwondo allows for rapid vicious responses when called for, and Aikido allows for them to deal with attackers in public situations where you really wouldn’t want a bodyguard tearing apart an overly eager fan.

I’m just going to toss this one out, but fencing really doesn’t add much to this situation. It will help with physical conditioning, but then again they’d already be getting that from Taekwondo and Aikido.

So, if your character’s been training in Aikido, either recreationally or practically, they shouldn’t be having issues with escalation. Remember, escalation is where you increase the amount of force you use to a point where combat ceases to be an appealing option for your opponent. The entire concept is anathema to Aikido, which seeks to end combat with as little violence as possible.

Also, there’s a side nitpick, it’s not really possible to escalate too quickly. The issue is escalating too far. Again, the idea is that you demonstrate a degree of violence your opponent isn’t psychologically ready to handle, forcing them to back down.

Escalating too slowly can give them time to come to terms with what you’re doing, but the only problem with escalating too quickly is that you’ll use excessive force. For example, grabbing someone by the skull and gouging out their eyes would (almost certainly) convince their friends or allies to back down, but if the situation doesn’t warrant that kind of force, it’s excessive, you’ve escalated too far, and there will be consequences. These can be the obvious legal issues associated with extreme violence, or it can provoke responses in opponents where, instead of backing down, they’ll be more willing to retaliate in kind. For example, pulling a gun on someone’s friend might get them to back down, where killing their friend will drive them to come after you, where they wouldn’t have with less escalation.

The problems faced by a character who escalates too far is, that they’ll make far more enemies, which will eventually catch up with them. This is part of why escalation is such a tricky concept. It’s requires a substantial amount of finesse to pull off effectively.

Escalation is also something that is seriously frowned on by most of the recreational martial arts community. Unnecessary, and excessive violence is a serious liability issue for the school, particularly if their students are children (and, honestly, that’s pretty common.) A large part of this is because of the exact problem you’re describing. The actual difficulty is about going too far. It’s not hard to go way too far in an instant, that happens all the time. But, unless your character is operating with some kind of “above-the-law” protections, going too far once is a good way to end up spending the next 25 years in a small cell.

-Starke

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