i'm not sure just how much i actually like this

general li mulan

okay so i LOVE mulan okay. as far as i’m concerned it’s a Perfect Movie and doesn’t need any fixing. but i was thinking today and -

- what if mulan didn’t go to war to save her father?

say her father is dead, okay, killed by the previous war. so she’s raised by her mother and grandmother, women who’s complacency and softness has been worn away by necessity. she needs to marry well, for her family’s sake, because her mother has refused the hand of every man who offered. but mulan is even more rough around the edges than before, is educated not only in books (her mother said men wouldn’t find smarts attractive and grandmother pointed out that men aren’t always around and off to school mulan went) but in the sword too, taught to her by her classmate, ping.

mulan is considered in the lower end of the upper class, coming from a family of military men and scholars and successful merchants. ping is near the top, the son or nephew of an advisor to the emperor. his family is very rich and very important, and the reason they become friends is because mulan manages to notice something about him that he’s been hiding from everyone else - he’s going blind.

not totally blind, enough to get around, but blind enough that reading is difficult and swordplay is even worse, although once he has it down he has it. ping is no fool, he’s not weak or bumbling. his eyes just don’t work. so mulan notices and confronts him about it. she promises to keep it a secret, and hey, she’ll even help him with his assignments by reading the books out loud and helping him study. but in return he must teach her the sword, must teach her about military and tactics. he agrees.

ping and mulan become very good friends and there’s some raised eyebrows about it but they are TOO far away in class for it to be inappropriate, so they make tutting sounds and disapproving faces and let it go.

then the draft happens. ping can’t go to war, he won’t survive it. not with his eyesight like it is. so mulan offers him a deal - she’ll go to war for him, in his place. in return, if she survives, he must marry her. if she dies he must take care of her family.

ping can’t make this kind of family decision on his own, so he goes to his mother and tells her everything, about the eyesight and how he’ll die if he goes and mulan’s offer. his mother says he must keep it a secret from his father, but agrees - if mulan fights in her son’s place and survives, a wedding will be arranged. either way, mulan’s family will be taken care of. ping will be sent to live with some cousins in the meanwhile.

“you’re not in love with me, are you?” ping asks, helping mulan saddle her horse in the middle of the night. she scoffs and rolls her eyes, “not even a little. but marrying you will make my family happy, and besides, you’re my best friend,” she says, smiling, “better you than some grabby old man.” he smiles and hugs her and says, “i’m not in love with you either. but don’t die out there. we have a wedding to plan.”

so mulan goes to the camp, pretending to be ping, and she’s a little bit less lost but things still go as they go. she’s educated and trained, so it’s not hard for her to pass as ping. shang is keeping a special eye on her, thinking that she’s the son of an advisor, one of his father’s friends. and he sees how easily she excels, how quick thinking and smart she is, and starts giving her more and more responsibilities. by the time they’re called out, shang considers ping ie mulan to be his right hand man, and possibly his best friend.

he’s also a little bit in love with ping, and he’s long known he’s attracted to both genders, so he watches ping laugh and smile and the crease between his eyes when he frowns and does his best to let his feelings chase away the best soldier he has. every time shang looks at ping his heart clenches and he things to himself: i wish i could have you, i wish this was a time and a place where one man could have another, i wish you were a girl, is wish i was a girl - i wish we could be together. he’s literally a step away from doodling ‘li ping’ with little hearts over his battle plans. 

so the battles happen. shang and ping lead their men together, respected and loved. they each get promoted, and promoted, and promoted. it’s been years, and it comes to a point where they’re both generals in their own right. they trust each other, care for each other. and are both secretly in love with the other.

mulan is so conflicted. because she wants this war to end and to go home and settle back into life and become ping’s wife, so she can have an easy life spent studying and learning with her family taken care of. that’s what she’d wanted. but now what she wants is shang, her best friend, her brother in arms, her fellow general. she wishes to be everything to him, aches to be the woman on his arm and in his bed, but knows it’s the one thing she can never be.

then that final battle happens. mulan’s quick thinking saves them all and ends the war - but she’s injured.

shang finds out the ping has been a girl all along. he demands explanations - so she tells him everything, that she traded places with ping to save him, to become his wife.

and the lies should sting the sharpest, but they don’t. she’s still the same person, after all. it’s that she’s promised to another man, for one second he’d thought he might have her, but no. so he agrees not to reveal her but he’s furious and furious at himself for being furious and they’re not the same now, broken and splintered and neither of them know what to do.

the war is over. they leave. mulan returns home, and thanks to her ping is now known as a respected general. she’s done her part and survived, and now she gets her reward - ping’s hand in marriage.

but she sees ping for the first time and flings herself into his arms and starts crying. she tells him everything, because he’s still her friend, her very best friend besides shang, the man whom she lied to and betrayed and loves. and ping listens and takes her by the shoulders and says - i’ll uphold our bargain, if that’s what you want. you can be my pampered wife, you’ve more than earned it. but if you want to go to shang, i won’t blame you. you deserve your happiness.

and mulan goes back and forth, but ultimately she decides she has to try. if shang rejects her she’ll return and marry ping and uphold her family honor. but if shang wants her - he’s not as high up as ping, but he’s high up enough to satisfy her family, and also she would love him and want him if he was no more than a farming peasant so it doesn’t matter much anyway.

she rides to the capitol. she finally meets ping’s father, running into him while looking for shang. “ah mulan,” says this man who was never supposed to know of her until she became his daughter-in-law, “i didn’t expect to see you here. how fortuitous. walk with me.” she does, wary, and that’s how she discovers - he and the emperor had discovered her deception a year in, but at that point she’d already proven herself too skilled and valuable to lose. he tells her that he will uphold his son and wife’s deal and gladly welcome her to his household - but that she’s earned her rank as general, and that he and the emperor have no problem with letting her keep it.

she says thank you, shocked and joyful, but that she has to talk to someone first. “ah, yes, young general li,” he says, eyes twinkling, “i do believe he’s around here somewhere.”

she has no idea how he seems to know everything, but she finally tracks down shang who’s ecstatic to see her and hates himself for it. she confesses - says she loves him, that she’s engaged to ping but willing and able to break this engagement for shang. who is dumbfounded and elated and says yes, of course, finally and forever.

and mulan accepts her rank and marries shang, and they become the literal power battle couple of the general li mulan and general li shang. ping becomes a scholar and marries a very nice young woman who loves reading and is happy to read aloud to her husband with his failing eyes.

and they all live happily ever after.


Yule Ball outfits ( ´ ω ` ) from Chapter 9 of [LLSHP AU]

anonymous asked:

Since you brought up the sort of myths with fandom vs what you've seen in tv... I'm sure you've seen in probably all fandoms, there comes a time when a collective comes together to say that something is/isn't happening because of "X movie company" or "management". So my question is - from behind the scenes, how much of that is actually true? Like are there people really holding the strings like that? Or are we going crazy? 😳

The answer is it’s complicated.

Also, you’re not crazy.

Let me start by comparing TV writing to book writing. I just wrote a book, and I only got creative notes from one person, my editor. She does two rounds of notes with me (a general edit and a line edit) and then passes me off to the copyeditor, who gives me grammar and spelling and continuity notes. Then it goes to print! Easy peasy! (Well, not easy at all, it’s a lot of work, but very straightforward.)

Compare that process to the TV writing process. Every Rdale script is broken (meaning: figured out) in the writer’s room, where there are 11 writers plus Roberto, our fair boss and Showrunner. We all chime in with ideas and suggestions and Roberto decides what direction he likes best and chooses the pitches that work best until we have a working outline. Then we put the scenes onto notecards, moving them around, re-breaking, rejiggering, until the story works. That’s a lot of hands stirring the pot so far, but we have one head chef: Roberto.

Then we write an outline, which gets notes from the producers, the studio (Warner Brothers), and the network (CW). Then we adjust based on those notes, which come from a few of the execs at each company, who are smart and very good at their jobs, which involves reading and analyzing TV scripts from many shows and deciding what works well for them. They’re drawing on their whole careers-worth of experience doing this on lots of different shows to figure out how to guide the direction of Rdale.

Then we go to script. The writer of that episode takes the very detailed outline and starts writing scenes. Sometimes s/he might farm out some scenes to other people in the writers room, or sometimes the room will move on to the next episode and leave that writer to write solo.

Then the completed script goes to Roberto, who does a pass on it to make it sound like his vision for the show, and feel like the characters he has in his head.

Then, when he’s happy, he brings it back to the writers room and we all read it and go through it page by page together to revise it and give notes. At this point, Roberto has the script open on a computer in front of him, and he changes dialogue, action lines, scenes, etc. live as we give feedback.

Then, the script goes back to the producers, the studio, and the network, to get notes from them. Sometimes those notes are minimal, and sometimes they’re major, it all depends. The writer and Roberto make revisions based on those notes. Sometimes we have to go back to the room and rebreak as a group, but usually not.

Somewhere along the way, someone at Archie Comics reads it to make sure we’re taking care of the characters they’ve had and loved for 75 years.

At some point, someone in a legal department reads it for clearance, which means sometimes we can’t use certain brand names in dialogue or else we’ll get sued, and we can’t use certain people’s names unless they’re in the public eye.

Also someone in some department reads it to make sure we aren’t swearing too much or referring to something too vulgar or the FCC will fine us.

Then the script is sent up to Vancouver where production reads it and starts pre-production. Sometimes there are changes to the script at that point because we can’t get a location or we can’t get an actor because he’s booked on another series, or the weather won’t allow us to shoot somewhere, or we have to move an outdoor scene indoors, or a night scene to day for budget reasons. Revisions are made here. The actors read it, and occasionally they’ll have notes which require revisions.

Then it gets shot. Then the footage is sent to post-production, who starts to edit it. In the edit, frequently we’ll learn that our episodes are several (maybe many) minutes over, and we’ll have to cut lines, jokes, moments, sometimes whole scenes for time.

Then those rough cuts get sent to the producers, the studio, the network for notes.

You get the idea yet? There are lots and LOTS of hands in the pie here. Hundreds, maybe a thousand. If a certain idea isn’t making it through from initial pitch to the final screen, it could be any one of the people along the way raising a red flag. Usually there’s no grand conspiracy – there’s too many people with competing interests for that. If you find that you’re less than satisfied with something on your screen, it could be for the devious reason you suspect or it could be for a completely benign reason like budget or schedule. There’s no one grand puppetmaster holding the strings, but there are lots of people making changes along the way.

tldr: There are too many companies and too many people for any kind of grand conspiracy, but that doesn’t mean that a bunch of people giving tiny notes couldn’t add up to something bigger.

unexpected things from s3 that still make me really really happy and smile: isak and sonja’s conversations, whether it was in the minutt for minutt clip or via their texts, all throughout episode 10.

millienery  asked:

Hey marcia:) sorry to bother but I needed to ask...How do you establish commission prices?Lately I've been thinking of opening them myself but I don't really know how much it is okay to charge? I know it's supposed to be according to the amount of time taken per drawing,among other things. I'm not sure anyone would be interested, so I'm afraid it won't work, but at the same time I feel like I should just go for it(?)Like, I dont have the courage to start.. Thanks for reading this♡have a nice day

Hi! I’ll be happy to help :)

Honestly, this topic is one of the hardest and the most subjective things in the semi-private sector of art industry. Basically, you’re forced to ask yourself “how much is my work actually worth in the terms of money?” and this can be tricky. Obviously, no one wants to underprice their art and bring themselves down but overpricing will discourage the potential clients - achieving equilibrium is necessary. And difficult.

Here are some things to consider:

  • How long have you been drawing?
    If you’re rather an inexperienced artist/commisionee, you shouldn’t go for relatively high prices. One of the functions of price is informing the client of the quality of the service they can expect from you and the brand value. A new shop selling shoes cannot charge as much as Nike, you get the idea.

  • What is the service you can provide?
    In other words, what can you really draw? People will come to you demanding different things: their  OCs, favourite ships, fursonas etc. and you gotta know what you are able to draw. If someone wanted a dragon in a forest, you can’t just not announce that “you don’t know how to draw trees in perspective” by the end of the commission process! This goes back to experience - the less confident you are about your skills the less you should charge.

  • How long does it take you to make one piece?
    Usually, the longer you draw the more you can charge for a picture, but! Remember that time taking accidents such as “I cant get this hand right, I drew it 5 times and it still does not look ok” don’t count! That would be the effect of your lack of experience rather than you making the piece more detailed. We’re talking about a theoretically smooth process here.

  • How much time are you willing to spend on a particular commission?
    This is a little bit different from the previous point. The questions asks: how much time are you willing to spend to satisfy your client fully? Are you willing to make several value sketches? Colour compositions? How many times will you go back and redraw something because the client informed you they didn’t like it?
    The more you’re ready to do for your client the more you can charge. However, remember!! Each sketch/idea has to be of the same quality!! You can’t suddenly stop caring halfway through or decide that “this composition sucks, the client won’t choose it anyway, so I can half-ass it”
    You don’t get to decide that, the client does.

  • How much would you spend on your own art?
    Be honest and do not be greedy. You’re only starting and since art is surely your hobby, low prices will not hurt at the time being. First, you have to dip your toe in the water and decide if it’s okay, then make changes and eventually rise prices.

  • Check prices of other artists! 
    You gotta know what your competition is serving :) This should be your starting point, but!! Take as a reference several people with relatively similar art styles/experience to yours, and again, be honest with yourself. Adjust these prices to the criteria I mentioned above.

Additional commission related tips:

  • be as informative and neutral as you can be during the commission process; you can throw in suggestions but never any uncomfortable opinions
  • remember that it is you who has to put effort into pleasing the client,
  • it is not the client’s obligation to jump around you,
  • you can refuse to draw something, moreover, you can refuse the whole service if the client is eg. acting shady,
  • in your commission info state your contact, price info, way of paying and when it happens (before/middle/after work), how the commissioning process looks, how much time it takes, your preferences/info about your abilities (not necessary) and what you expect from the client,
  • the more information you provide the more confident the client will feel, it rises the chances of them commissioning you
  • be professional, be serious; surprise surprise - it is your job! :)

I think that’s all, hope I covered the topic fully and it helped! Now go rock the art industry <3


Patrick Kane - [74/88]

anonymous asked:

Hello Ashida! I gotten to read your mafia au and wanted to draw Toshiya, showcasing his tattoo design. I love all those beautiful Yuuri's floating around, so I wanted to try him as well. Yet - there is no mention how his tattoos look like (it was not needed in the story I guess). Before I go and just design something, I want to check with you - do you have a specific design in mind? Thanks! I'm on anon, as Id feel under pressure if I actually don't draw anything ;A; *hides*

Hello anon! Aaah thank you for reading my work! This is so cool omg 😭😭😭
I’ve never even mentioned that Toshiya has tattoos I don’t think, but yeah he would have both his front, back and arms done in traditional Japanese irezumi.

I’m not sure how much detail you want? But I’d imagine Toshiya to have a samurai in full traditional armour on his back, with the hachiman crest on his helmet.
On his front I’d give him a dragon (red like Yuuri’s since it would run in the family)

On both arms(and over the rest of the tattoos) I think he’d just have tsubaki flowers scattered up and down. Kinda like they’re falling since that symbolism is strong for Japanese warriors where the sound of the tsubaki flower bud falling into grass is said to represent the same sound a severed head makes when it hits the ground.

Not sure if that’s what you meant by design, but yeah it would be %100 traditional with only the one type of flower and that’s about all I’d be strict on 😂 and no pressure at all it was fun for me to even think about it. Now I want more tattoos though haha.

Okay, okay, but – Kraglin getting himself injured somehow by protecting either Yondu or Peter or both (because let’s be honest, he would), and then making the slightly terrifying discovery that lil’ Quill and Capt’n have something that they don’t argue over but very much agree upon - and that’s keeping Kraglin in a freaking sickbed until he’s fully recovered and not taking shit like “’m FINE” from the scrawny guy, like, at all.

Which basically shows himself by Peter basically staying glued to Kraglin’s side the whole time while Kraglin is in the medbay, using the comm-system every now and then to call someone to bring them food or to tell Yondu “Yondu, Kraglin tried to get up AGAIN” answered by a sharp “Knock ‘im out if ‘e tries ‘gain, boy” (which Kraglin very indignantly comments with “Friggin’ lil’ snitch”), proudly presenting a blaster that Yondu gave him for safekeeping (“I’m allowed to shoot someone if they want to sneak in here!” – “’kay, jus’, don’t aim in mah direction here”) and babbling away or letting Kraglin listen to his music because music absolutely has healing qualities and Kraglin should get all the music he can get.

While on the other hand, Yondu basically kicks the door in the first time Peter comms to tell him Kraglin is conscious again, going from chewing the poor guy out until Kraglin is basically shrinking into himself and then warning him to never “pull this shit on me ‘gain Obfonteri and I maim ya myself” before he commands Peter to stay there and keep an eye on Kraglin, making sure that Kraglin reallyrests and nobody has the dumb idea to attack the first mate while he can’t protect himself.


And Kraglin is just like, sighing over the fact that every time he deems himself ready to get up and go out again, he finds himself wrestled back into the bed by Peter and Yondu alike, or Peter just clings to his freaking leg and doesn’t let him get up, and no matter how many times he assures them that “m fine, really, I am!” both Peter and Yondu exchange a look before looking at him like “Suuuuure buddy”.

There is absolutely no fighting it, and Kraglin gives it up, half-annoyed, half-amused over the fact that those two are actually an unstoppable force if they just agree for once.

“You’re a store clerk and oh shit I just spotted my ex please let me hide behind your desk-thing” AU

I saw this prompt earlier and I HAD to do it for Zutara!

The thing about hearing your name being called out is that it’s almost automatic to look around, even if - like Katara - you knew the voice calling it and didn’t want to. The thing about having a name like Katara’s was that ignoring it wasn’t much of an option, either - how many other Kataras were likely to be walking around? The shock of dark brown hair heading her way was, even from this distance, unmistakeable.

Crap,” she hissed, jerking her head back around and quickening her pace, even as she knew it would do no good - Jet was on the track team. This isn’t hiding, she thought to herself as she slipped into the nearest store, some tiny teashop. This is a tactical retreat.

The empty shop was small and quaint and - most importantly - completely devoid of places to hide: it was all tiny tables and squashy chairs. The only possible place was the desk at the back where the cash register was, and she hurried across to it, ducking under the door flap to find, to her dismay, a mess of cardboard boxes on the floor behind the desk. It seemed there was only room for one person to stand, so, grimacing, she started clearing the boxes away when she heard someone clear his throat.

“Is this… a robbery?” asked the guy looking at her, who must have just emerged from a door she hadn’t noticed before - a store room, probably. “Because if it is, it’s a really bad one. I could hear you all the way from the back.”

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anonymous asked:

starmora + 13

13. Things you said at the kitchen table

Takes place shortly after Vol 2


Gamora was already making coffee when Peter climbed down from the cockpit and flopped into a seat at the table. He grumbled something that was either ‘good morning’ or her name.

“Good morning, Peter. How was the night shift?”

“Dark.” He rested his head on his hand. “Boring. Why can’t we just leave the ship on autopilot at night like we used to?”

“The Sovereign are still after us,” she said for probably the fifth time, pulling out the only two mugs on the ship. “Someone needs to be awake in case –“

“Yeah, yeah, in case they send in a billion more ships to blow us up. Buncha sore losers.” He sighed. “Do you think it’s worth it to try to go back to sleep?”

“Well, Groot is going to be up any minute wanting to play with your Zune. So I’d say no.”

Peter whined a little and closed his eyes, looking like he was going to try to sleep right there at the table. Gamora allowed herself a fond smile since he couldn’t see her and slid a cup of coffee in front of him.

He opened his eyes and looked at it like he hadn’t had a drink in weeks. “Aaah, coffee. Thanks, babe.”

She stilled with her own mug halfway to her mouth, heart suddenly all twitchy in her chest. Peter must have felt her staring because he put down his coffee and blinked at her. “What?”

“You called me babe.

“Oh. I did? Uh, sorry?” He said, like he wasn’t sure whether he was supposed to be or not.

“No, it’s… I don’t mind.” She was surprised by how much she didn’t mind, actually. 

Peter’s face lit up. “Really? What about honey? And sweetheart? And –“

“Don’t push it.”

“Got it… babe.” He took a sip of coffee, probably to hide his grin, but he was wildly unsuccessful.

But that was okay; she couldn’t hide hers, either.

anonymous asked:

Forgive my memory if I'm wrong, but you used to rp right? Do you still rp? I used to rp and I used to love it so much and I'm still trying to rp but the fun of it has disappeared but I /want/ to enjoy it again. I just wanted to know if maybe you grew out of it? So maybe I could tell myself it's okay to just let go of it or something? I'm sorry for dropping such an odd question of little relevance on you just like that. I hope you have a good day!

whoops got a lil’ TL:DR lemme just put a readmore here-

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anonymous asked:

How does Hinata's hair works? Sorry if I'm asking this and waiting for you to answer like you did for Oikawa's. I just find find Hinata's hair more... confusing ( or is disturbing the word it?)

Actually I feel you on this!! it took me a while to figure out how Hinata’s hair works, but once you notice little tricks it’s easier to draw.

I always think about disheveled sparrow when I draw Hinata’s hair?? I don’t know why, that little thing on top of his head just always make me think about cute birds:”D

Not sure if that helps much, but either way remember! When drawing Hinata think about pure things. Draw this child as pure as possible.


we’d live the life we choose,
we’d fight and never lose
for we were young and sure to have our way

Clay Jensen, everybody 👏🏼
  • Clay: So, uhm, look, I'm not really sure how this is done, uh, I don't wanna be too formal, although it is the winter formal, I don't know if people actually ask people this, like, in the world, but, uhm, I was just saying... I wonder if you wanna dance?
  • Hannah: *decodes Clays babbling after ages* I would love to dance.
  • Clay: Awesome, ok, cool *throws jacket away* *starts madly jumping around*

anonymous asked:

Heya Peachy! How bout TFA Optimus, MTMTE Rung, TFA Ratchet, and MTMTE Ultra Magnus reaction headcanons when their human s/o sings them Steven Universe's "Love Like You"? I'm still not over that song~ Thank you!

I didn’t have time to spellcheck this cos dinner is ready but I love this prompt SO MUCH I had to post it now! I love that song

Optimus Prime TFA

He thinks it’s super sweet and he loves hearing you sing! But he’s concerned when you get to the part that goes ‘I always thought I might be bad now I’m sure that it’s true’. How could you think that about yourself? Whether you actually believe that or were just singing the song is up to you, but he’s quick to mention that he thinks you’re good


He thinks your voice is very pretty and the song is sweet, but he has the same concerns as above. He’ll only voice them if you seem down on yourself though, if not he’s content to just take them as lyrics and enjoy the song. He tends to hum along if he knows the tune, so expect him to be humming this at some point in the future  

Ratchet TFA

He’ll grumble something about ‘sappy earth songs’ but deep down he’s melting, you’re just too sweet. Once you’re done singing, he can’t help but smile and admit that it’s a pretty song. Later, if he has any fears that you actually believe you’re not special, he’ll gladly put those doubts to rest as best he can 

Ultra Magnus MTMTE

He likes hearing you sing, and there have even been times when he’s joined in (in private only of course). He thinks the song is sweet and he’ll say so, but the lyrics won’t truly sink in until a few minutes later. When they do, he’s a bit flustered because you probably sang that for him, not just to him. After that he’ll look at you and deadpan say he loves you 

anonymous asked:

I used to think I was hard core ace, but after having been with my partner for a year, I'm pretty sure that I'm actually demi, and I'm cool with it. A little after the 1 year mark, I was smacked in the face with a sudden realization of just how much I appreciate and love them. I'm still getting used to some things that just never occurred to me before, but my partner is supportive and helps me deal with obstacles when they arise in the relationship

aww that sounds like a good relationship

anonymous asked:

Hi! I have a bts request! so the "prompt" is y/n were love at first sight for him, but y/n's life motto is "love is blind" because y/n is actually blind. this is just for fun, but I'd really like to read your take on it!! you can pick any of the boys. :) I'm really enjoying Sugar on the Asphalt btw. love you!


Blind!Reader x Taehyung // 1067 words

Here you go, sprinkle! Thanks so much for the sweet words. I wasn’t sure exactly who you wanted to fall in love, so I just kind of ran with it. I loved this idea, so I hope you enjoy!!

Originally posted by 4cyphers

She was sitting in the window of my favorite cafe. I’m embarrassed to admit that I don’t know how long I sat at the table across from hers while staring. The way the light hit her skin as her fingers danced across the pages of the book in her lap was mesmerizing. I was lost in her. Lost in the way she smiled when something cute happened, or the way she let out a quiet giggle when the characters did something funny. I yearned to know what had made her make such a heart-fluttering sound, yearned to have her fingers grace my skin the way they graced those pages.

The obnoxious click of my camera shutter snapped her out of her fictional oasis and made my cheeks burn. I hadn’t been able to resist taking the photo. The lighting was too perfect, and her smile was captivating. But suddenly being the focus of all of her attention was terrifying. Should I say something? Does she know it was me who took the picture?

“Excuse me, Taehyung was it?” Her eyebrow raised, her head tilting slightly as if she wasn’t too sure I was even there. My cheeks burned even more as I softly admitted to being caught. She knew my name.

“It’s rude to stare, you know?” But she was teasing, her eyes crinkling into crescents and making my heart pound even harder. “Would you mind keeping me company? I think it’s the least you could do for taking a photo of me without asking.”

I scrambled to join her. Picking up my camera in one hand, my coffee cup in the other. I’d be a fool not to jump at the opportunity to speak with her. “I’m sorry. The lighting, and your smile, I just couldn’t resist.”

“Hmm, I bet it’s a soft yellow right about now, right?” She closed her eyes and tilted her head to face the sun fully, soaking in its warmth. “I’ll forgive you, just this once.”

She asked me if I was a photographer, her voice soft and sweet like the abandoned honey next to her tea. I don’t remember what I said exactly, something to do with it just being a hobby, but it made her smile, and I couldn’t help to smile in return. “So what are you reading?”

“It’s one of my all time favorites,” she gushed, tucking her hair behind her ear. “I’m a sucker for a good love story.”

“Ah, so it’s the dark and mysterious heart-throb that’s got all of your attention. I see.” But she denied it. She said her favorite was the boy next door. He was sweet and always seemed to go out of his way to be there for the main character when she needed it the most.

“The bad boy falls in love instantly, you see.” She was talking animatedly, her hands moving in excitement with each word. Reading was something she had to be passionate about, and it just made me fall all the more in love with her. “Love isn’t instant like that, that’s not real love.”

I silently disagreed. “When you really love someone, well love is blind.”

She must’ve known this for a fact, considering her condition, but I just couldn’t bring myself to agree with her. I don’t feel like love is blind at all. When you love someone you notice every little thing about them. It’s the only emotion that I think allows you to see someone with remote accuracy. “Why do you say that?”

“Ah,” she laughed, picking up on the tone of my voice. “You disagree.”

I didn’t want to hurt her feelings by crossing some invisible line, so I kept my mouth shut and waited to see what more she had to say. “Infatuation is a fragile thing. What these two feel for each other will inevitably shatter, leaving Min Jun to pick up the pieces. And he will pick up the pieces, because he sees more in Yeona than Seojoon ever could. NOT because he’s oblivious to all of her faults, but because of something much deeper. ”

“Deeper?” I asked.

“Of course, haven’t you caught on by now?” She laughed, “You feel their heart, memorize the feeling of their skin on yours, and read the Braille that their soul bares to yours. Love is blind, because being blind allows you to love someone not with your eyes, not with just your heart, but with your soul.”

I was hooked and she didn’t have a clue. As her words rang true in my head I couldn’t slow the beating of my heart. She was beautiful in every way- mind, body, and spirit. And even though she may not believe in love at first sight, I knew it to be true, because I fell hard in the cafe that Tuesday morning. I fell hard and I didn’t even know her name.

“You must be a poet,” I teased. “You’ll have to give me your autograph.”

Her light brown eyes saw right through me. Even though her eyes didn’t work in the same ways my own did, she saw me, and I felt on top of the world. She smiled as she pulled out her cell phone and motioned for my own. “I’m y/n, by the way. You come in here every Tuesday, but never talk. I was starting to think I was imagining the feeling of you staring at me, but I’m glad I finally caught you.”

I was glad too. Otherwise I don’t think I would have ever had the courage to come over and start a conversation with her. “Promise me you’ll call then.”

I wasn’t going to be coy. I wanted her to know that I would be the one waiting desperately to hear her sweet voice again. I didn’t want to play it cool, I didn’t want to play it off- she’d see right through it anyways. I just wanted to hear from her again. I wanted to have coffee here with her every Tuesday for the next year. I wanted to get to know her, to know the way she laughs when she finds something genuinely funny, or the way her skin feels when it brushes against mine. She was unlike any person I had ever met before, and there was no way I was going to be able to pretend otherwise.

“I promise,” she smiled.

say you’re me and you’re in english class, supposedly analyzing lord of the flies but in actuality thinking about manga and how jarring isayama’s pacing is with snk. there’s of course, the fact that the clash of the titans arc takes place literally like a day or two before the female titan arc and pretty much everything happens in a flashback for some reason, then there’s the super-confusing mess that is the uprising arc with politics and some pretty fiiine character development that all happens in what’s probably less than 36 hours. 

and then, of course, there’s the return to shiganshina arc where they find out what’s in the basement after foreeever and then… an infodump??? for three chapters??? whyyyy!!

but of course if you really think about it, it makes perfect sense, in a kind of weird roundabout way that requires way too much thinking. but since this is english class of course you gotta analyze the story way too much in ways that the author likely never intended!

okay that was fun now onto actual meta or w/e. and, in case you guys didn’t pick it up from the introductory ramble, manga spoilers!!

  • we know that there’s only one family within the walls (besides grisha) who actually knows what goes on outside the walls: the reisses, the royal family. 
    • they’re the only ones able to actually access this power to remember all that happened pre-wall era at will, assuming they have the coordinate
    • there’s only one person with the coordinate power at a time within the walls, so that makes only one person inside (again, besides grisha because he literally comes from outside) who knows everything. 
      • AND they can’t tell anyone because it’s pretty overwhelming and terrible stuff
  • we know that the memories of the first king come are pretty overwhelming, completely taking over the holder of the coordinate for short spans of time

(i spent way too long looking for that screenshot but you know what it was fun refreshing my memory)

  • the memories of the outside world probably come rushing to the holder the second they become the new shifter in what’s probably a bunch of flashbacks, and when they come to literally minutes or less later, they’re completely different now that they have all this scary knowledge

(context for those who don’t mind spoilers or have forgotten details: historia’s father’s brother has just acquired the coordinate and is now more or less he god of the walled world. he knows.)

  • which brings me back to what i was originally harping on about: the point of the infodump on what’s going on outside the walls.
    • the reader is blind to all the truths and hidden secrets of the manga, just as everyone within the wall is blind to what happens beyond the titans and outside the walls.
    • and then, all of a sudden, we hit this huge milestone that’s been hyped up for literally 84 chapters, and we’re blown away with all. this. info. in such a short span of time. the meta writers went bonkers and everyone was kind of just screaming with their heads lit on fire.
      • that’s probably how all the reisses who inherited the coordinate felt when they first felt getting all this information

IN CONCLUSION: the way that the info dump was set up might have been intentional, paralleling how both the character’s felt at the time with this sudden heap of new information, and how most of the coordinate holders felt when they first learned everything.

i’m not saying it’s good writing. in my opinion, it was kind of lazy to just “hey kids we’re at this super hyped up, legendary basement have three months of screeching about now knowing everything whoop now there’s different problems yup”. but when overanalyzing it, it makes for a perfect mirror into how the characters themselves are feeling.

I have this sorta cute Klance thing I wrote a little while ago about a scenario where Keith and Lance are sorting out there feelings for one another (they are both clueless as to the other one liking them), and amidst the heat of battle with Lotor’s generals, Keith gets hit in the face with the realization of just how much he actually likes Lance and it kinda throws him for a loop. There’s a lot more to it than just this. Idk, would anyone be interested in reading it if I wrote all of it down?