i want this by itself on my blog

Prize

Hiiiiii! Yes, I’m back and I’m not dead lmao I’m so sorry for not having anything up in so long. 

Also, this is my first piece of writing for Narnia that I’m going to be posting on this blog and I’ve been wanting to do this for such a long time but I’ve finally gotten around to actually doing it. The whole Narnia series (books and movies) holds such a large part of my heart to itself and I’m really excited for more of these to come!

Pairing: Edmund Pevensie x Reader

Summary: Edmund challenges reader to a friendly duel. Reader is a fighter but only so in hand to hand combat because of a large dislike for sharp objects. The winner gets a prize from the loser at the end of the match. (Lmao I suck at summaries oops)

Word Count: 1350

Warnings: None, really

You stare at the sword in your hand, contemplating your next move. Should you take him up on his offer to a friendly duel or should you return to pretending to read while watching him train on his own? By no means are you unable to fight because you have always been more than capable to do so. But merely in hand-to-hand combat. Swords and bows and arrows and whips and all were never correct for you – they just never worked well with you.

That, and you have an undying fear of things with sharp edges just like this one. 

“Are you afraid of hurting yourself with that sword in your hand, love?” Edmund smirks, “Just like last time? When you managed to half-impale your own forearm?”

“I’m not afraid of hurting myself, Ed,” You roll your eyes. If it weren’t for the fact that he was the one who’s unknowingly stolen your heart, you would have not even thought of saying yes to the fight against him. But you didn’t want to embarrass yourself in front the man you had grown such strong feelings for. 

“Then why are you not accepting the challenge, Y/N?”

“I–um,” You stuttered, not wanting to admit your dislike for swords. After clearing your throat, you blurt, “I don’t like sharp objects, Your Majesty.”

“Is that all?” Edmund chuckles at your teasing use of his title, “It’s merely a friendly duel. I won’t let you get hurt, if that is what you are afraid of.”

With a sigh, you nod your head as if to tell him that you will. He sends you a small smile–one that’s barely there. It’ a smile that few get to see but it’s a smile that many remember. Edmund hands you a sword, his eyes running across the armory as he readies his own. You flash him a mischievous smirk, swinging your leg out to hit his calf lightly. You decide it’s time to toughen up and use the bloody sword.

“Hey,” He says, his eyes looking into your own as he quickly moves out so that your foot never touches his calf. Edmund’s orbs glisten with a sense of cheekiness that you knew could only mean he was enjoying this more than he should. “Don’t get ahead of yourself.”

You roll your eyes at him, watching as he swings his sword around twice before he pushes it forward. You quickly move to the side, watching as the tip of the sword pierces the air beside your shoulder. As quickly as the first, Edmund strikes at you once, the clash of your own sword being heard throughout the silence of the armory.

It’s difficult for you not to just stop what you’re doing and stare at him as he moves. In your eyes, there is nobody that holds more beauty than Edmund Pevensie. His raven hair falls over his eyes, a slight blush on his cheek from training for so long before now.

“If you cut me with that sword of yours,” You mumbled, loud enough for him to hear you as you both repeatedly swing at each others with the freshly sharpened weapons. “My veins will haunt you. That’s a promise.”

This time it was Edmund’s turn to roll his eyes.

“Honestly, you’re kind of weird.” Edmund grunts, blocking another one of your hits. His eyes meet yours once more, his gaze piercing your own through the gap between your swords.

“Took you long enough to figure that one out,” You smile. This time your leg actually hits his calf with so much force it sends him to the floor. It was a simple trick (if it could even be called a trick) that Edmund would have seen coming if you were anyone else. But he had his guard down more than his usual. “I mean, really Edmund, we’ve known each other for years!”

“And yet this is still the first time you’ve managed to have almost beat me,” And he pounces back up, quickly swiping the side of your sleeve with the end of his sword. You glare at him as he twists the sword out of your hand, causing it to fall to the floor beside your feet before he’s holding the tip of his own at your neck with a devious smile playing on his pink lips. “I win.”

“Bloody hell, Ed,” You groan, picking up your sword and handing it back to Edmund to put it away safely. “You could have at least let me win. Just this once.”

“Maybe next time. But,” A sly smirk crosses the King’s face as he steps toward you, crossing his arms over his chest. “What do I get for winning, hm?”

You open your mouth as if to say something but you abruptly shut it, holding a single finger up at Edmund’s face before you run to the bag of vegetables that you had picked from the garden. You pull out a carrot, quickly running back to your closest friend with the orange vegetable in your hand.

“Here.” You stick the carrot in his face as if forcing him to eat it right then and there. He just stares at it with an eyebrow raised before he lifts his hand, grabbing the carrot in his hand. His expression is unamused yet amused at the same time, his eyes scanning the carrot as if it were a clue to some long unsolved mystery. But really, it was just a carrot.

“A carrot?”

“Yeah,” You nod, jutting a thumb behind you in the direction of the gardens. “The salads they grow in the garden are really good. The carrots are especially scrumptious, I bet you would love this one.”

“Do I look like a bloody rabbit?!” Edmund exclaims. He quickly regains his more senseful train of thought, his eyes falling back to yours.

“What? Do you not like it?”

“I mean I–yes, I like it. I love carrots.” Edmund trips over his words, not wanting to offend you in any way. Truthfully, Edmund hates carrots. 

“Oh,” You smile. “It just seemed like you didn’t–”

“There was just something else that I had in mind, that’s all.”  And taking advantage in his sudden boost of confidence, he pulls you into his chest, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear with the softest touch his fingers could manage.

Both you and Edmund don’t fail to notice the speed of your individual heart rates increase from the proximity and you silently hope that he can’t hear the beating of your heart because of how close you are. He bites his lip once he notices the blush that tints your cheeks. In fact, you were pretty sure they’re on fire.

He touches his forehead to yours tenderly, his hand loosely placing itself on your warm cheek. The feeling of his thumb caressing the soft skin sends shivers down your spine, your breath quickening as his face slowly grows closer to yours. You can feel each and every one of his breaths on your face which you found seemed so very intimate for someone like Edmund.

He looks to your eyes for permission, silently learning the answer you choose to give him. Edmund notices your eyes already falling to his lips. He shuts his eyes, his hold on you growing tighter and more intimate than ever.

And within seconds his lips are on yours.

The kiss starts of slow and gentle but it soon turns towards a more heated and passionate direction. His lips are as soft as clouds against your own lips, sending small shockwaves through your bloodstream and you could feel in every inch of your body, exactly how Edmund the Just feels about you.

He pulls away much too soon for your liking, once again resting his forehead against yours.

“I loved the carrots,” Edmund says, his chest rising and falling as he regains his breath from the kiss that has left him panting more than any war that he has fought. “But that kiss was a prize that I liked much much more.”

kai’s interview for esquire korea

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Perhaps he knew dance before his name. Strength over dance, melody over strength, he felt that energy more than anything else. He’s solely innocent, and has an attitude that says there is nothing else in the world other than my body and music, so I’m free. As you follow that one person’s movements out of 12 as if chasing them, there should only be one question. “Do you by chance know who that person is? What’s his name?” After (hearing) this question, I often thought of the name ‘Kai’.


It’s like basic knowledge to know that his name (Kai) is read as the hanja/Chinese character ‘yeol gae’ 開 (he’s used this before when talking about open mind Kai), his real name is Kim Jongin, and the fans think he’s so sexy that they unknowingly call him 'oppa’ and end up overlooking his age to call him the proper noun 'Jongin Oppa’. So that’s not a variety of something you feel, but something you learn. Something like pushing the doorbell before saying a greeting. However, isn’t Kai’s essence a bit further away? Even if that’s a little abstract, isn’t it something to willingly find out about? Because we’re all passing through one time period. I thought of something as I watched Kai moving in front of the camera like a dance. To what point/how far does 24 year old Kai want to go?

“When I dance? First, it’s fun and enjoyable when I dance. I dance almost as if I’m unconscious, but not. I’m not concerned about genres. Since I was young, I danced various genres so rather than only dancing one genre, it’s more like I pull out and use whatever I need when I need it.”

In some moments, it was fine without music. Putting my phone down and watching the scene of Kai dancing was like music. Dance? Ballad? Fast or slow beats? What kind of mood? I don’t think any of that was important. Perhaps it’s possible for Kai to dance in a forest with only the wind blowing? Even to the 'seu seu seu seu’ sound of leaves rolling as they brush against each other. Wouldn’t his body again respond to the sounds he makes if he danced barefoot atop leaves? Like something you can’t stop once you start, as if you’re wearing enchanted shoes. Not a dance that you dance because you promised, but a dance that you dance because your body can’t help but move and draw its own shape. Is that perhaps Kai? Kai indifferently said he sometimes feels something similar onstage.

“It’s not easy to be satisfied regarding a performance. Rather than divide it by times when it’s good (dancing/performing) and times when it’s not, there just are those days. There is also a sense of becoming sharp because my focus is severe. In those moments it feels like I’m in a vacuum state, like I’m the only one onstage, and especially when I’m dancing onstage alone, sometimes I get the feel that every single cell comes to life and moves. It hurts, but because it hurts, my senses become more sharp.”

A low voice. It’s not the sound made by scratching something, but it’s definitely the sound of stepping on the ground. A way of talking that exudes confidence of being able to start running anytime since it’s strongly walking the ground. A 24 year old who laughs and says that he once thought 'There isn’t anything that I want, but it would be nice to just have a practice room at home.’ In times like these, what is the point of growing a year older every year? One person, even before becoming 10 years old, steadily pours in the amount of concentration that another person spends their whole life doing. There should be people who think the achievements of those people are coming early when compared to their age. And people who feel that it’s a bit excessive in according to circumstances. I can say this because I don’t know anything. Kai first started dancing in 3rd grade of elementary school.

“I vaguely remember it. I went to a private jazz dance school. I can remember up to the point where I sat in the back with my dad and watched. But they (his family probably) say I started dancing from the very beginning that day. They say I went out (to the jazz school) whether it rained or snowed following that day. They say I went to the jazz school everyday. And I was very happy while learning ballet. I think that’s when I started to love dance.”

What difference is there between now being unable to remember the moments of elementary school student Kim Jongin whose body responded and experienced, and EXO’s Kai who was so concentrated that he can’t remember anything once he gets offstage after a performance? Is that not perhaps truly the moment when Kai came to enjoy his own performances? Is that not why he danced and sang like that, then and now? Has time passed quickly in remembrance from the moment that child who loved dance became an SM Entertainment trainee to the time he became part of EXO? Behind the moments we are cheering, who else can estimate the weight of time as 'Jongin oppa’ knows?

“Dance is (like) food. When I look back, it’s chaotic. Dancing and singing are things that I’ve been doing everyday, so I don’t think that they’re lacking. However, I do think that I am lacking in life itself. Since I don’t know how to do anything apart from that (dancing and singing).”

The numerous question marks that emerged upon seeing Kai in front of me disappeared in the end because of these words. Words that are ordinary but hard to keep, words that only a person who achieved through concentrated experience can say. It’s also the language of someone who always looks back and makes a great effort not to stagnant. Kai also said this.

“When I’m satisfied, it’s like I stop there. There were many times when I felt stagnant since I was a trainee. Wow, times when I really wouldn’t improve. But in order to overcome that, I just practiced without a word and at some point realized that I improved. I’d say 'Why can’t I dance this dance?’ abd move on to another dance, but when I go back to the previous dance, I can do it easily. There were things like that. If I practice without an answer, it works. If I dig without an answer, it also works.”

Nowadays also, on days with no schedules, it’s consecutive practice and practice. Because he wants to sing better, lately he’s practicing Miguel’s 'Diamond’ (I looked it up and I think he means a Rihanna/Miguel mashup called 'Diamonds/Adorn’ by Travis Garland). He’s singing the cover song by Travis Garland as a guide. “My teachers are probably really annoyed of me. I really bother/pester them. Because they need to teach me.” This is why even among EXO’s fanclub 'EXO-L’, the hearts of fans who love Kai are undoubtedly just. January 14th is a day scheduled to spend together with the fans to celebrate his 24th birthday.

“I like meeting the fans. I think my fans are a bit similar to me. Our sensibility is strong, and I think there are many (similar) sides like that. It’s something I am very thankful for. I’m happy. I think I’m all set if I’m happy.”

'Even if other people compliment me, if I say no, it’s no.’ Wrapped in the ability to cross Asia and the world, he doesn’t even feel the stimulus of others. He only gets angry at himself when something is stuck, when something is stagnant, or when an idea won’t surface. Living a life that is exposed on a scale that is hard to estimate, Kai is strong and says he doesn’t know anything else, but happiness alone is important.

“Happiness itself is the joy and driving force of living life. I think obtaining that (happiness) is no different from obtaining the world.”

The eyes of people who know how to speak like this do not waver. There is no reason to wander or avoid either. It’s just a straight line that’s stuck as is, an energy that is strong with the force to break through yet also harmless. Maturity is like a gift that finds you by passing age or transcending, and Kai’s time flows without any anxiety/worries. Standing straight even alone in this shining state.

I still can’t believe that yuri on ice came abruptly into my life when I needed it the most. Similar as to how Victor suddenly appeared into Yuuri’s life.

I let this show single handedly take over my multifandom blog with little remorse. It’s only been a few months and it’s amazing how much this show has incorporated itself into my daily life.

I can relate to Yuuri when I have anxiety attacks or Phichit’s excitement or Yuri Plisetky’s anger issues. But most of all, I receieved a glimpse of a world without hatred. Where people can love whoever they want regardless of gender and ethnicity. Where women were treated with equal respect and not judged based on their appearances.

This show helped me survive the past semester. It helped me make new friends on campus. It made me laugh for the first time after the many tears I shed as a result of the 2016 election. But most of all, it gave me something to look forward to. Thank you for creating such a beautiful show. And thank you fandom for being a part of it with your excitement, gifs, art, etc.

We were born to make history.

The thing about Scorpio placements is that every few years you want to completely delete yourself and start fresh again from scratch. Socprio is the Phoenix that burns itself to rise from the ashes again. Scorpio is so eruptive and one minute they are in front of you and the next they are no longer there. Vanishing is their game. They can destroy and end anything in their life and then get it back to life.

Since I have a socprio midheaven at times I get so obssessed with the idea of deleting my blog, all of my social media accounts and disconnect from the world. It’s like there’s a need for us to die and then reborn ourselves again.

That’s why I do believe that Uranus is exalted in Scorpio, cause it revolte, searches and uncovers and then when its mission is done they destroy themselves to start fresh again.

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PSA: I want to make something clear

I don’t hate LGBT people.

Yes, I know that as a Christian, I’ll be accused of being “homophobic” or “transphobic” due to my faith being against the LGBT lifestyle. But see, my faith doesn’t prevent me from still treating them like people. Would I give life-saving blood to an LGBT person? Absolutely! Just because I’m against your lifestyle, it doesn’t mean I’m against your life itself. In my eyes, a person’s a person.

So if you’re an LGBT person or a supporter, and see anything on my blog that speaks out against the LGBT lifestyle, I want you to know that it’s not aimed at you personally, it’s aimed at the lifestyle itself.

Hate the sin, love the sinner.

okay so tumblr is doing this thing

normally when i want to edit posts on my sideblog i go to the post itself and hit edit, right?

but i currently can’t because the normal bar isn’t showing, it instead shows:

it’s also showing that bar on blogs that i already follow as well as this blog, which is my main, which i can’t follow because you can’t follow your own main.

it also shows up on every single other blog as opposed to the normal bar with the like/reblog buttons, which, depending on theme, literally prevents me from liking or reblogging posts except from the dashboard.

i only wanted to try to log out to see if it would fix it, but it didn’t. 

oh my god tumblr, please, just start being a functional website sometime in this century.

EDIT: This bug fixed itself a couple of days ago for me, but I saw someone in the reblogs saying it was still happening for them? I had assumed the bug was gone, but was too lazy to edit my post– but if it’s still happening for some people, tumblr really needs to fix it >.>

anonymous asked:

Why the political/trump post? This is the only HxH blog I know that isn't riddled with political banter. I just want to enjoy Hunter X Hunter without all the trump/anti trump garbage mixed in

hmmm this message is pretty strange to me for a few reasons. the first is that there are plenty of hxh blogs out there that have never delved in politics, so i’m surprised to hear that mine is one of few w/o. the second is, hxh itself is actually very political:

like, on one hand, i totally understand the desire to escape from reality for a bit. i do a lot of political blogging on my personal so this blog is actually a bit of an escape for me too! but on the other hand, the chimera ants were ultimately defeated because meruem underestimated the malice of mankind, a malice deliberately manufactured and perpetuated by political systems, so yeah – this whole arc culminated in a not-so-subtle political message from togashi.

the fact that that trump edit worked w/o needing to modify any of the existing dialogue is both humorous and scary, and i think it’s important to keep in mind that, although hxh is fiction, its terrifying world is based on our own world. it’s not outrageous to think that what togashi wrote could happen irl (the abuse of power by political regimes i mean, the chimera ants not so much). so i know we all want to escape sometimes but i just wanna point out that hxh already had politics mixed into it.

i don’t intend to get very political on here – as i already said, this blog is a happy-fun-time escape for me too – but in my defense i could not not reblog dialogue pulled straight from hxh criticizing a facist neo-nazi dickhead ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ (also tbh i wouldn’t be surprised if togashi straight-up writes in a trump parody character at some point)

I wanted to do a quick animoot, so here’s a scene from one of Sebastians heart events–He’s not even my fav but I really wanted to do rain SO–!! (It’s quite rough, like all my animoots hue)

I accidentally made it really similar to that Ichimatsu gif I made a bit ago (turn and bounce) but that’s what I get for not planning anything lol. I might make a separate blog for this art since it lends itself to being very self indulgent, but we’ll see!

Visceral disgust

[i’d appreciate it if this wasn’t reblogged onto any gore blogs since it’s pretty personal]
[i no longer wish to post my self harm/vent pieces to my nsfw blog, which I was doing previously, since that blog is in itself mostly for sexual stuff, which this isn’t, nor do I want it to be seen as such. But I still want to share them so I’ll be posting them here from now on. They’ll be tagged accordingly but if you’d rather unfollow me for such content feel free to do so.]

Just wanted to say, I only get hate messages from this ONE person. One. Every day. Same IP address. Comments on my blog, on other people’s blogs about me, sends me Tumblr messages, etc. She comments about everything from how I spend too much money, that I’m cheap, that I’m out of shape, that I’m too thin, that I have a horrible diet, that I have no friends, that the friends I have hate me, and it goes on and on and on. Everything contradicts itself but one thing is constant: she hates everything I do.

It’s really bizarre and frankly sad. I hate responding but every 100 messages or so I can’t take it. 💁🏻

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. If you don’t like bananas, don’t go to the grocery store and buy a banana every day. Try an apple or a grapefruit or a watermelon. But for crying out loud, step away from the bananas.

As announced, I will hold a 6.5k follower special during the month of January and maybe early February! Read the rules carefully and try to keep track of what has already been requested by checking the #followerspecial tag on my blog or checking the masterpost which will be updated as frequently as possible.

Again, this has been heavily inspired by @mysme-blurbs’s 100 followers special and I take no credits for the idea itself!


WHAT IS THIS SPECIAL AND HOW DOES IT WORK?

This special offers several sentence starters and quote prompts, that are listed down below. In order to use them for a request, you need to pick one of the sentences, tell me which character you want the thing to be about and I will write a scenario based off of that.

A very simple example would be this: “Do you want to marry me?” + Jumin. Jumin being the one who says it to MC!

Another one could be this: “I think it’s better if we not see each other for a while.” + Zen. MC being the one who says it to him!

You could also send me the request like so: FLUFF #5 + Jaehee. MC saying it.

most of them will be angst based, but since many of you have requested there should be other categories as well (32% of voters), I added a few more to the list that are fluffy and also for smut scenarios.

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE keep in mind to not flood my askbox. There’s three little things I need you to do:

  1. Please only one scenario request per ask!!! Stuff like [“Do you want to marry me?” for Jaehee and Saeran!] Will be deleted. Only one sentence + one character at a time.
  2. You can send multiple asks, but keep in mind that I now have 6.5k followers and imagine how much work it would be for me to finish all their requests, if everyone sent in dozen pieces. Stay moderate
  3. Remember to tell me which pronouns to use for MC, if not stated otherwise, I’ll just go with they/them pronouns and keep it gender neutral.

For the sentence starters, read ahead under the cut. Request ahead, because the event starts today, December 29th 2016.

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I just wanted to say that for those of you who don’t have a lot of new books, or fancy props, or a nice camera, or whatever it is that might make you feel like you can’t get a lot of followers or participate in the community like you want to, I gave away most of my books and have little to no props to work with. I take pictures with whatever I have, even if its just the book itself. Just anything to participate and talk about books, and I still have almost 2,500 followers (not that that’s any huge number to brag about). But the thing is, it’s not about how many followers you have, or how nice your picture is, or how many times it got reblogged. It’s about having this amazing opportunity via technology to talk and connect with reader of all kinds, to make friends and connections and find solidarity with something that defines a lot of us as people. By far the most rewarding thing about this whole damn book blogging business is meeting people who love books and making friends who love books and celebrating holidays and birthdays with people who your main and lasting connection to is THAT THEY LOVE BOOKS. It’s the only requirement for participating: the love of books. And I do love books and I love you all so much, and I’m s thankful. So don’t you dare feel inferior, or like you can’t interact. We’re all one.

Call out post, please read.

I’m normally a nice person you know?

I am normally an understanding, caring, and kind person.

But this shit has gone too far.


I am here to talk about @bitterhealer‘s blog.

They anti pretty much every single ship in the overwatch fandom.

They are full of themselves, keeps saying “It wasn’t MY fault that I hate on this ship!” and can’t fucking understand that people have different opinions.

They have called me out a few times, saying “ first step is apologizing  for shipping shimadacest.”


Listen- I ship incest. Big fucking deal. But you wanting for me to say “I’m sorry for having offended you because I ship something that you don’t.” Is too far. I didn’t do anything wrong and they’re making it seem like I am. Look at their fucking blog itself- saying “If you ship ______ or ____ or _____ go fuck yourselves.”

Trying to call me out for something I didn’t do is just going to bounce right fucking back at you.

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Red Ribbons of Fate


Art by me, @hansaera-art and Colouring by @queenofherkingdom .

A full blown, coloured art for my followers! As an appreciation and also an accomplishment to me for reaching a milestone for this humble blog of mine. Thank you so much for following me, for complimenting my art and thus inspires me to Keep. On. Drawing!

Okay, I’m going to share something regarding this art. Please continue to read under the cut if you want to delve deeper into the meaning of this artwork. It’s quite long, but I assure you, if you understood the reason behind this artwork, you’ll feel the artwork itself!

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Happy 4th Birthday Fuck Yeah RT Fanfic!!!!!

Man, sometimes I cannot believe it has already been four full years since I started this blog, and I’ll try to keep this non-repetitive from previous years (X X X) (which is going to be hard!)

I would have never thought that starting something so small because I wanted to help out with this amazing community would turn out to be one of the best decisions of my life. Not only have I had the wondrous time of talking to a lot of you guys, (like holy shit over 6000 followers!?!?!), but I have been able to meet some of the dearest friends of mine, and for the first time this past year, we mt face to face. This blog also has given me an amazing opportunity to be able to reach out to those that work at RT itself and be able to speak with them and hold some Q&A (X).

This blog would not have been able, though, to make it all these years as active as it is without every single one of you guys. Every follower, every person who sends us a request, every person that likes and reblogs (though honestly you guys should like and reblog the original works!!!!) and every person that helps us help this blog function. So thank you, all of you. I wish I could take the time and go to every single one of your ask boxes and send you a personal thank you, but that would take hours if not days (which is honestly not that bad now that I think about it…)

Now I feel like rambling so I’ll start to cut this off.

Everyone should take the time to go to our moderators blogs and send them asks/thank you’s for all the hard work they do every week. These are the guys that are filling your requests so without them, this blog would have nothing:

And these are your wippers, who take the time each week to go through the blog and update all our series fics and make sure new parts are added, new tags are added, and the word count is up to date:

Thank you, everyone, for an amazing year, and I cannot wait to see what this next year brings.

♥ Tats

New look, new feel. Welcome to the new HYH!

A few months ago I reflected on HYH past – how it started, how it grew, and how I loved this space and the community that fostered around it – and contemplated the many ways it might change.

Since the beginning, HYH has been a one-woman show. Every post, every use of “I” and “my” and “well if you ask me…” stands out. It was my blog.

Over the past few months I became more open to the idea that, like the show itself, this space may necessarily change. That I needed more help (I’m nothing if not stubborn, long-time readers know this well). That the addition of more voices who were like-minded but saw the show differently and came into it with different experiences would help move the blog in a direction that I have always wanted and fulfill the mission I’ve had from the beginning: be smart, be fun, and be thoughtful.

Over the past few months I’ve also come to know a few fellow Homeland fans who love the show just as much as I do: @lange-c, @ascloseasthis, @snqa303, @laure00001, @frangipaniflower001, and @zeffy001 (read more about them here). I’m excited today to welcome them and announce them as members and contributors. They bring with them a wealth of knowledge, a love for the show, and a trove of ideas to fulfill that mission statement.

So a few things will change around here. For one, there will be more content. For another, it’s not just my blog anymore, it’s ours. We want to hear from you. What’s working and what would you like to see?

Think of it as the new and improved HYH (new theme too!). As always, thank you for reading. I’m excited for what we have in store and think you’ll enjoy the blog more than ever.

In light of recent events (in America *facepalm*), The Micro and Macro of the Universe will return

I do want to express a few feelings that I’ve harbored in the past year I’ve been on hiatus with this blog.

When I first started this blog, I was in college. Free-spirited, and inexplicably in love with the world around me. Most of you know I’ve continued my training to become a scientist. I’m nearing completion, I’ll have a PhD within the next year or two, and that in itself will be one of my greatest accomplishments in life. That said, I’ve always trusted in the “institution” to allow me, and everyone else like me who just can’t help but dig and dig and dig to fulfill our curiosity and to further our fundamental knowledge of the natural world around us to continue doing so, with the interjections of a few bureaucratic issues here and there regarding things that’s always existed, like funding, or policy-making.

After the inauguration of our current (not my) president, I was forced to ask myself: what is this “institution”? What did I actually have trust in? I begin to think about what this administration could mean for my work, and the work of my colleagues. I begin to wonder. At which point does science leave the laboratory and become political? At which point does science become a matter of national/international security? At which point does science become the main driver for future decision-making? It’s very important to ask these questions.

Science is not an opinion. Science is not an organization. Scientists are not in a cult. 

Science, to me, is a tool. It is a tool that we use to answer questions that we inherently have as human beings. It provides a framework, and a mindset for the logical processing of our surroundings. It’s literally how we’ve figured out everything in life, like ever

So I’m going to continue speaking as a scientist and as a human. I’m going to keep working on informing the general public, you reading this, or anyone else I have connection to, about the vast knowledge that humans thirst for and the incredible feat that scientists have achieve and will continue to achieve.

As for you, what can YOU do? Keep thinking. Keep reading. Keep speaking. Stay positive. STAY INFORMED. Do not let the administration beat the curiosity out of you. Do not let politicians fear you into the dark ages. If you have the resources, fight for the knowledge of our future generations. Finally, if you can, call your local/federal government representatives. Fuck alternative facts.

Always remember to stand tall on the shoulders of giants.