i've got no reason for that; it simply turned out that way

black magic [m]

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❛❛im one of the brightest witches at this prestigious magic academy and ur a human who somehow got admitted and everyone knows u dont ACTUALLY have magic but cant prove it so they hate u for it but i actually like you??? and have a crush on u??????? our paths have just never crossed until ur class blew up n somehow we became class partners and– hold on what do you mean we fucked up this spell so we wanna fuck each other’s brains out??❜❜ AU

COUNT → 18.430

GENRE → smut 

PAIRING → taehyung | reader

WARNINGS → dom and sub tones | mild cum play | explicit language | female masturbation (male if you squint) | oral sex | penetration | graphic dirty talk

NOTE → this was requested and inspired by @blueagust!!!!!! the idea went thru several stages and yelling over kkt but this is the final product :-D im sorry mom

You hated everyone at this fucking academy.

It wasn’t just that they always smelled like unicorn turds—and that wasn’t a compliment because unicorns had the nastiest smelling shit in the entire universe—but they were so arrogant and had this fucking superiority complex when it came to humans. You were sure if they actually lived with them and in human society instead of hidden away at some prestigious academy they wouldn’t pull this bullshit in the first place, but they still despised them.

Or maybe it was just one human they despised in particular.

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anonymous asked:

Boi, hi, I've been waiting for this. Could I request the RFA boys (+ V & Searan)'s reactions to finding out MC is a Victoria's Secret model and finding out by MC dragging them to a show before disappearing leaving them sitting alone for awhile before they walk out and yeah (I'm so sorry this is so long and I totally get if you don't want to write this. Have a great day!)

A/N: b o i you sent this in literally *right* after I opened requests and I giGGLED SO HARD AT YOUR ENTHUSIASM it really made my day, so i hope you like this ~Admin 404



               -He was already red as hell and nervously sweating when you just mentioned taking him to the show

               -“Isn’t Victoria Secret that one… you know… sexy clothing store?”

               - yes, yes it is

               -The whole way there, he’s muttering to himself

               -Honestly trying to hold back tears because he feels so awkward

               -Wants to look at you and only you!! He doesn’t want you to feel bad about him looking at other partially naked women


               -Holds onto your wrist when you try to leave him there alone and you have to drag him a little bit before telling him that he’d be fine and you’d be back in just a little bit

               -He tries to fold himself up as much as possible to hide himself from the people giving him weird looks

               - it didn’t help

               -When the show started, a small shriek rose up from the back of his throat and he covered his eyes with his hands, though he peeked through his fingers because his curiosity got the best of him

               -But the first person he saw was you? And you were in some absolutely gorgeous, lacey, and very short nightgowns? Where are your pants? Are you in jUST UNDERWEAR? ARE THOSE WINGS??

               -The poor boy has a full blown nose bleed. His face is as red as Saeyoung’s hair. He’s stuttering and muttering to himself because he has absolutely no (comprehensive) words

               -He struggles to look you in the eye after the show! Kept trying for a solid hour to compliment you but the words kept getting stuck on his tongue.

               -That night he held you cautiously, but still close enough to feel his heart race

               -Like, wow, he’s dating a mODEL! He knew you were beautiful inside and out but it’s just amAZING! He would have never expected it


               -“Why are we going to a fashion show?”

               -“I’m beautiful, I should be one of the models!”

               - thanks for being modest zen

               -You didn’t tell him what kind of fashion show, but he agreed to go anyway

               -Famous people are always seen at these things, he feels like he fits in!

               -He was so ready to compliment the hell out of you to make sure you know he’s got all eyes for you

               -But when he turned back to you, you were gone?

               -P A N I C

               -Before he could look around for you though, the show started

               -And the people behind him were grumbling about him being in their way so he sat down and silently hoped that maybe you just excused yourself to the restroom

               -But as the show started, he watched as multiple models walked out in different sorts of lingerie

               -He felt so AWKWARD! He just wanted you to come back so he could focus on you instead of these other wome-

               -There was one model that captured his eye and he thought she was just absolutely breathtaking. Just by the curve of your face, let alone your hips, he knew it was you

               -He couldn’t help himself, he cheered for you like it was a football game people had to pull him down to his seat

               -He practically lifted you into the air and spun you around afterwards, showering you in more compliments than usual (which is a lot). Reminded you constantly throughout the rest of the night how proud he was of you!

               -Also had to use all of his willpower to fight the inner beast the rest of the night


               -She’s always wanted to attend fashion shows, but has always been way too busy

               -Not to mention she didn’t even get to go to any for work reasons damn jumin

               -So she was extremely excited to hear that you were going to bring her to one!

               -She likes any and all information about where the two of you go so she was very shaken by the fact that you wouldn’t tell her what kind of show this was

               -What if it was a super fancy fashion show and she wasn’t presentable? What if it was super casual and she’s too dressed up? WHAT IF IT WAS SECRETLY A STRIP CLUB AND YOU DIDN’T TELL HER

               -She was trying to get you to give her hints about what kind of show this was

               -Actually got frustrated when you didn’t give her any sort of hint

               - acts like a child and pouts, completely ignoring you

               -Simply nods her head in acknowledgement when you excuse yourself

               -The music started to play not long after that and she started to get really giggly and excited! But there was no sign of you?

               -She figured she would just record the show until you made it back, so you could watch it later on when you were home!

               -The moment she got her phone ready, she hit record and looked down at the lit up screen

               -But when she did look, all she saw was you? Walking down the catwalk? In some very revealing lingerie?

               -Had to do a double-take from the screen and up at the stage to make sure it was truly you

               -And holy shit??? Like, you go girl?? 10/10 she was so excited to see you up there, strutting your stuff!

               -Any outfit you had modeled, she planned on buying matching outfits for the two of you as soon as possible


               -He’s tried to avoid any type of show at all costs

               -It’s just not his type of scene, you know?

               -Watching all these women strut around in ridiculous outfits, acting high and mighty, wanting nothing but attention (so he thought)

               -He just wanted to take this day off, sit at home with his precious girls (you and Elizabeth, obviously), and relax

               -Instead, you had begged him to come to this show, which you wouldn’t even tell him the theme of

               -And of course he agreed, you’re his beloved and he wanted to do anything he could to make you happy

               -If that meant he had to watch this agonizing show, then he would

               - he only wished he could have his wine as well

               - honestly thought about sneaking in a flask because he hated these things that much

               -Whined like a child when you told him to stay put because you’d be right back

               -“But MC! I dislike these things, you can’t truly expect me to stay here alone, can you?”

               -You left anyway, and found your way to the stage, only to walk out and see Mr. Trustfund Kid’s jaw clench- his whole body moving forward to the edge of his seat, a hand covering his mouth and his eyebrows knitted together

               -He was pleasantly surprised to see you walk out in some gorgeous lingerie

               -But he was also immediately jealous of every other pair of eyes that set on you and your body

               -He swore to himself that you’ll know for sure that you’re his and only his later that night

               -Not to mention that every set of lingerie featured in the show would soon be in your closet for a private, up-close showing for him and only him


               -He doesn’t get out much

               -But if you wanna go somewhere, then he! Is! Going! Somewhere!

               -Whatever you want to do, he will do it for you!

               -You want to go to some sort of fashion show?

               -He probably won’t enjoy it, since it’s not really something he’s into, but he will still go with you to make you happy

               -Every fashion show he’s ever seen had such ridiculous outfits

               -He’s hoping they’re just as terrible this time so he has something to make jokes about and keep himself entertained

               -Lowkey threw a hissy fit when you told him you were leaving for a little bit

               -He was there for you! You can’t leave

               -“Fine if you won’t sit and stay then I’ll make fun of the outfits by myself”

               -When the music started he sat forward, completely ready to slaughter the first outfit with insults

               -Except it was really cute. And sexy. And oN YOU.

               -He literally fell out of his chair onto the floor, people had to help him get back up

               -Not before he turned as red as his hair, though

               -From then on, every time you came on stage, he would whoop and howl, causing you to almost lose your cool a couple of times

               - ends up surprising you weeks later wearing that same lingerie for you, wink wonk


               -He’s been to many shows

               -Well okay he’s photographed many shows

               -Never sat and enjoyed one himself

               -But completely willing to go with you! He enjoys the art of the fashion

               -Doesn’t even matter what kind of show, he is 500% ready and willing to go

               -Of course he has his camera too, but not to take pictures of the models!

               -He wanted to take pictures of your reactions, how the bright lights shine on your face, how you can see the passion in your eyes

               -HE WAS SO EXCITED, AAAAAA

               -When the music started he was worried about you missing the show

               -He didn’t want to photograph the sadness in your eyes!

               -But he looked up at the stage to see you, walking out from behind the curtain with upmost confidence

               -Shining bright, dripping in sexiness, and giving off a “I’m a badass” vibe

               -And he. was. lOVING IT.

               -It made him so nervous to see his precious angel like that but he knew he couldn’t miss the opportunity

               -So every time you came out in any outfit, he was sure to take the most amazing photos of you, in an attempt to capture how much love he has for you in each one

               - wants a private photoshoot behind the scenes afterwards, wink wonk


               -You thought Saeyoung hating getting out of the house?

               -We all know Saeran is 10 times worse

               -You are physically dragging him to this show because he’s so against it

               -“Why the fuck would I want to watch people parading around the stage in stupid outfits”

               -Because?? Just go with me anyway??

               -He’s holding onto your arm, letting his feet drag against the floor when you try to leave him in the crowd alone

               -“Saeran I need to go do something!” “Oh no, you are NOT leaving me alone with ALL THESE PEOPLE”

               -You did leave him alone though, and he is LIVID.

               -He planned on not talking to you for the remainder of the night because of it. Maybe he’d keep up the silent treatment until tomorrow. Who knows?

               -The loud music started to play and he already hated everything about this

               -He watched as a few women walked out on stage, each in a progressively more revealing outfit

               -Until his arms unfolded when he saw you in this sexy bra and panties set

               -Matching them to the large wings hanging behind you

               -Immediately snapping photos on his phone for later blackmail

               - and also using them as research references to get those outfits for later

               - practically pounces you behind the stage, attacking your whole body in kisses


~The Types as Dreams I've Had~
  • INFP: There was going to be an anime about Michael Cera and I was so excited to watch it but it got cancelled to make way for this anime about a little girl who could turn into a packet of chips
  • ISFP: A skipping rope was being swung around in a pastel pink room. All of a sudden a tiny baby pug comes running out of nowhere and starts to jump the rope.
  • ESFP: There was a horrible mix up and I ended up with a sugar daddy. I was terrified but it turned out all I had to do was pour apple juice into his nostrils and I was a billionaire. He collected brooms.
  • ISFJ: I really wanted to make chocolate eclairs but no matter what I did I JUST COULDN'T FIND A MIXING BOWL. I searched my entire house, went to every store in town, drove across the entire state and checked in EVERY SINGLE BUILDING but I just COULDN'T FIND ONE. I was in actual tears and honestly I had lost my will to live. Then I woke up. As I pondered this peculiar dream, it hit me: you dON'T EVEN NEED A MIXING BOWL TO MAKE EFFING ECLAIRS
  • ESTJ: Luigi became president and for some reason he banned abortion so Mario broke into the white house and crucified him
  • ESFJ: I was working at a nursing home at the old people just woULD NOT STOP STARTING RAVES IT WAS SO FRUSTRATING
  • ENFJ: I dreamt of a world in which everyone was in a banana cult. Everyone wore banana costumes and everything was yellow. The buildings,the skies, the animals, the vehicles, the book covers, you name it, they were all bright banana yellow. Everyone ate only bananas. The music was simply one song that repeated " Banana is our lord. Banana is our saviour. Banana is good.". They discussed only bananas. There was no rebellion against this. There was a giant floating golden banana in the middle of the city. Everyday at 3 pm they bowed down to the banana and ten people had to sacrificing themselves to the great banana god, to prove their love and devotion. It was told that if this was not done the banana god would reveal his great wrath.
  • INFJ: I was Justin Beiber's new manager and he confessed to me that he was dating Kanye West. I didn't even know who that was but I told the media because I hated him. Justin got so angry that he sent me to get hanged so I ran away and lived in the forest and then I became friends with this tree spirit but I'm pretty sure he ended up strangling me to death with his magical roots.
  • ISTP: Everyone except me had these really cool auto tuned voices and I was so jealous that I stabbed them all in the throat.
  • ENFP: We were doing the beep test at school that day. I lined up at the starting line. The first beep resonated across the basket ball court. As I stretched out my legs to take the first step towards the painful and winding journey that was the beep test, my arms flung out behind me. I tried to move them down only to discover it was impossible, and before I knew it my legs were moving on their own. I was Naruto running across the court. I Naruto ran and Naruto ran, crossing the line far before the beep, Naruto running out the other side of the basket ball court. Naruto running out of the school grounds. Naruto running across the town. Naruto running across the state. Naruto running into the ocean. I Naruto ran right until the very last moment of my Naruto life.
  • Believe it.
  • ENTP: My sister was baking cookies and she was like " Don't open the oven they aren't ready yet!". I opened the oven anyway 'cause I'm a cool kid, and inside the cookies were wearing tiny bras and panties, putting on mascara, and when they saw me they blushed and screamed " iie! Hentai!"
  • ENTJ: I was an extremely successful drug dealer and I rode a Segway everywhere and wore light up shoes
  • ESTP: They were remaking Fergalicious but Fergie's arm fell off for some reason so they made me star in her place. I was so scared because I didn't know the rap lyrics or anything but when I was on the stage they suddenly came to me perfectly and suddenly no one liked Fergie anymore and they made fun of her for having one arm and they burned her house down and she died.
  • INTP: I was playing Mystic Messenger and Jumin Han went to France and 707 starter calling him Jumin Hon. I woke up crying.
  • INTJ: Some creepy isolated dude who lived on a farm would kidnap people who tried to get talk to him. He'd rip all their guts out and feed them to a small child he kept in a locker, and then he dressed up their gutless corpse and used it as a scarecrow for his farm.

bekittymeow  asked:

Hey there! Though I am not an avid writer, I do love to write. It started with poems, then I started doing scenes with random characters. One stuck with me, so I started writing their story. There was a big change in my life, and I stopped writing for a while. Now I can't. Everytime I try to write, it doesn't feel right. Everything's forced and dull, and I second guess the direction, no matter what it is I'm working​ on. How do I transfer this world I've created out of my head and onto paper?

Originally posted by the-reactiongifs

    I got super excited when I saw your ask because this is actually how I started writing! I had a rut of a few years too, where everything I wrote was dull and didn’t sound as amazing as the story in my head. Sigh. But enough lollygagging, let’s begin.

Keep Writing!

    Okay, I know this sounds silly because your writing sounds dull to you and you don’t like it, but just write. Sometimes the problem isn’t that your writing is dull, rather it’s that you have heard/read it so many times. To a new reader, this idea is fresh and exciting and unique because you came up with it. Even if your writing truly does sound forced and dull (which I highly doubt, by the way), still write out your story and simply edit later. Editing is every writer’s best friend. For now, just get the words on the page. A rough draft is a rough draft for a reason. Also, your writing will grow and change as you write and one day you may read something and realize exactly how amazing it sounds!  Just write and worry about how it sounds later.

    Speaking of your writing changing, you mentioned that you stopping writing for a while and now you can’t write. It may not be that you can’t write, but that simply you are out of practice. Writing is like riding a bicycle.  If you haven’t in a few years, the first few turns of the pedals are wobbly until you find your balance. It is not uncommon to get out of practice of writing, in fact this is why so many authors constantly journal or use daily writing prompts which is similar to how you were writing before. These get the creative juices flowing but also practice the flow of writing. If your style has changed, again, nothing to worry about. This just means you are growing as a writer. Don’t stop simply because it doesn’t sound the same as it did one paragraph earlier. If your plot is changing and taking a different direction, run with it. If you don’t like it, edit later. Sometimes the best moments in writing, are the moments that we didn’t plan out.

    Also, one problem may be that you are too comfortable with your idea which is why it sounds dull when you write it out. If the planning of your world happened in your head, the disconnect is that it was never on paper to start with. Try writing out your ideas in a journal where you can find them easily. Not necessarily all of them, but the main ones to get the creative juices flowing. Sometimes once they are on paper, you can see where you want to make changes to your ideas, giving them a new edge that they didn’t have before.

Writing Friend

     This one is optional, but it helped me get out of my rut so I thought I’d share. :) Okay, so a “writing friend” is a person who you, preferably, know personally and trust enough to have read your work and give you feedback. They are like a beta reader, but a little more personal. For me, my writing friend also writes and she and I exchange work every so often to read and then give feedback on it. This helped me to finish writing my book, even though the first draft was full of mistakes. It was like having unofficial deadlines because she would constantly text “Did you write more yet?” She was encouraging and looked past all the mistakes. Instead, she focused on the characters and how my idea was unique and could grow. Focus on how to grow your story rather than all the mistakes, you the author, see.

     My point is, just write! Your ideas are different and unique because you wrote them. Don’t let them collect cobwebs in a corner of your mind. Put them on a page. Even if no one reads it till you feel it is finished, at least now your idea is in ink. I strongly encourage you to continue writing. This is your story and it’s different from any other.

Happy writing!


wrapped-in-parma-harry  asked:

hello :) i've just found your blog and i've been catching up on the apocalypse au so far and its very very good, although im getting hecka angst. But anyways, could you do an au where Jumin and MC meet during a vacation and catch themselves falling for each other and just can't bring themselves to say goodbye when its over? xx

Awe thank you, that’s so sweet to hear!!! ZombieApocalypse!AU was actually probably the favorite one I’ve done and I’m incredibly excited to do another one eventually, in fact, I’ll probably set up a poll or something of the sort. 

As for the request, it sounds precious and I’d love to do it! Thank you so much and have a spectacular day!  (b ᵔ▽ᵔ)b

I got carried away this request was so fun


“What’re you heading to Athens for?” You asked, tipping your head curiously in your seat on the airplane, looking at the person beside you.

“Pardon?” He turned his head to look to you, confused at your sudden voice. “Have we met?” 

“Oh-well no,” You laughed weakly, suddenly embarrassed. “I um-just thought the flight would be a bit better if it wasn’t spent in total silence.” 

“I suppose we ought to not be strangers then?” He reached out a hand for you to shake, a peculiar dullness in his gaze. “I’m Jumin Han.” 

You nodded returning the gesture. “MC, so if you don’t mind me asking again, what’re heading to Athens for?” 

He shifted in his seat, clearing his throat, his tone lowering a bit more comfortably. “’Vacation’ I think is the name for it. Wasn’t exactly my choice but my father insisted I take a break.” 

“Your father?”

“Yes, we work together.” 

You withheld a bit of a bit of laughter. “I hear that’s always fun,” You raised a curious brow. “What do you work in?”

“Business, I’m heir to the C & R company.”

You somehow nearly managed to choke on air. “You-what?” 


“Well-it’s just…I don’t typically meet millionaires every day but-” You scoffed. “first time for everything I guess.” 

He chuckled just a bit. “What do you do then?” 

“Oh jeez- nothing impressive, just an average sort of thing.” 

“You shouldn’t be ashamed or anything,” He remarked. “Without average jobs, the economy would crumble to absolutely nothing.” 

“With how some people treat us you wouldn’t think so.” You huffed, sinking back in the cushions. “But you know-just how it is.” 

“It’s a shame really,” He mentioned. “It’s not much but I do think your work is very meaningful.” 

“That’s very sweet,” You replied. “Good to know there are a few nice people around.” 

“Oh, I wouldn’t go that far.” He said. “Very few would vouch for you in that statement.” 

“Well, I’m not asking for people to vouch,” You smirked, folding your arms across your chest. “Am I?”

He smiled, sheepishly, shaking his head.

“No, I suppose not.” 

And that had been the beginning. 

You had spent the rest of the flight, chattering to one another, even throughout the night.

Though, that had mostly been on your part.

“Are you awake?” You’d whisper, seeing him clearly asleep, tapping his shoulder, ruffling his hair to wake him.


“There’s a really scary movie I can watch-but there’s no way I’m watching it alone.” 

And for some reason, he’d sigh, sit up, and watch it with you.

It felt like it would seemingly be that way forever.

Until it wasn’t.

Until the plane landed.

You both unloaded, even speaking to one another as you made your way throughout the airport, his voice perhaps a bit lighter now.


Yet it all stopped as he saw his chauffeur. 

“I…It seems this is where I have to go.” He sighed a hint of sadness in his expression, his grip on his bag tightening. “Well, um…it was nice meeting you MC. Best of luck.” 

“You too. Take that well-deserved break of yours. I know I didn’t really give you any.” 

“Trust me,” He almost set a hand on your shoulder, pulling back at the last moment. “That was possibly the best time I’ve had in a long time.” 

And despite everything, a warmth bloomed in your chest.

Even as he left.

Yet as soon as he was out of sight, you couldn’t help but admit that you would’ve much rathered him stay.

However unlikely that would’ve been.

You instead, made your way to your hotel, a quaint, friendly environment with content and helpful people scattered about.

But not the man in the polyester suit.

Not that he was expected.

But you had hoped all the same. 

“What’s one of the best places to visit?” You asked the receptionist, early morning slipping in through the windows. 

She thought for a moment, tapping her finger against the desk, practically a light popping above as she came up with something. 

“Well, personally, I think you should check out the Theatre of Dionysus,” She told you. “I think you might be able to get there before tourists show up.” 

You nodded, stepping back, waving to her as you made your way out. “You know what, I think I’ll go check it out. Thank you!” 

You rushed down the streets, going off, pink still wavering in the sky as you arrived, creamy stones lining the seats that had once housed while not many, had much importance. 

You strolled about the walkway, sitting down against one of the flat stones, staring out what was once a stage.

But while you became engrossed in your thoughts, a voice suddenly brought you back.

“I wasn’t expecting to see you again.” 

You twisted your head to see him.


And the widest smile tugged at your lips.

And oddly enough, one came to him as well.

“Did you just miss me so much?” You questioned. 

“You’re hard to forget, but truthfully this was simply a happy accident.” He shrugged, letting out a faint bit of laughter. “Not that I mind.” 

“Neither do I,” You tapped the seat next to you. “Here, sit with me.” 

He obliged, sitting beside you. 

“Where are you staying?”

“Oh, just a little place nearby, what about you?”

“King George, in Constitution Square.” He answered. “Have you heard of it?”

“The hotel that is worth more money than I”ll make in my whole life,” You snickered. “Once or twice.” 

“I could book you a room as well if you’d like,” He offered. “I’d be willing to pay for anything you might like there.”

“Goodness,” You shook your head. “no I could never accept that.” 

“I have no trouble to do that really.” 

“But I do. Don’t go spending your money on me like that, I can take care of myself.” 

“…Alright…” He murmured. 

“What?” You furrowed your brow, frowning. “What is it?”

“I’ve simply never had anyone not want anything from me before.” 


“No…never.” He appeared to notice something was wrong with it. “I don’t quite know how to feel about it.” 

You set a hand on his arm, squeezing it lightly. 

“First time for everything?”

He nodded, letting out a weak snigger.

“Yes…Yes, I guess you’re right,” He sighed, standing up adjusting the cuffs of his suit.

“Hey-where are you going?”

“That’s not the question you should be asking.” 

“What should I be asking then?”

“Where are we going.” 

“What do you mean?”

“You said there’s a first time for everything, so-come on then.” He reached out to you, his fingers gently curling around you. “I want to take you somewhere.” 

“I already said not to take me to that castle-”

“No, this is different. I think you’ll like it.” 


Plaka was a small neighborhood village with flowers lining from roof to roof, quietly aged cobblestone roads beneath your feet as you walked beside him.

“Where’d you hear of this place?” You inquired, sitting down across from him in the cafe, hidden away by the hillside. 

“My assistant recommended it to me before I left, saying it was a very calm and lovely place. Reminded me of you when I started thinking about it.” 

“I’m not very quiet.” 

“Perhaps not but you are-” He stopped himself, a bit of red sprinkling his cheeks.

“What? What am I?” 

“You are um…l-lovely I-I mean…” He looked to you for only a moment before letting out a bit of flustered laughter, looking away. 

“E-Excuse me?” 

“I don’t mean anything by it y-you’re simply just-” He shrugged, nearly trying to wipe the heat from his face. “unlike anyone else I’ve ever met.” 

“In a good way?” You asked, leaning a tad over the table.

“In the best way possible.” 

And from then on, you were inseparable.

You exchanged numbers and you found each other calling each other more than you had expected.

Which truthfully, could’ve simply been once and you would’ve been surprised.

But it was much more.

You would wake up in the middle of the night, lids groggily raising as the phone rang, raising it to your ear ready to almost burst with frustration.

But then you heard him.

And somehow, it melted away.

“Hello…MC, I hope I’m not waking you.” 

“U-Um no-no not at all!” You exclaimed, holding back a yawn.


“So…uh…why’d you call?” 

“I…I wanted to hear your voice,” He answered, softly. “That was all.” 

“Oh.” You felt your heart begin to race, flustered beyond belief. “Well, um-here I am.” 

“Yes…I’m glad you are.” He continued. “If you don’t mind, could you just stay on the line? Talk about whatever it is you may like, I just…I just want to listen.” 

“I haven’t really got anything interesting to say.” 

“I doubt that.” 

“Oh, you do know?”

“I do, very much so in fact.” 

“Well, what if I’m just silent then this whole time?”

“I don’t see you doing that.” 

“…I don’t see me doing that either.” 

Each day it appeared to be something new.

Athens or otherwise. 

“Do you even know who Hephaestus is?” You looked to him, wandering the temple beside him.

“Yes, it just so happens I do.” 

“Who is he then?”

“God of blacksmithing, sculptors, and artisans.” He explained. “He is unable to use his legs and was cast out by the gods when he was discovered to be imperfect. He fought his way back, however, and was wed to Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty.” 

“Well aren’t you an educated man?”

“I’d certainly hope so.” 

And as your hands were close, you felt the side of his against your own. 

And soon they began to intertwine with yours.

But you never let go.

It seemed the two of you would never.

Until never came.

You met Jumin at the airport as he prepared to leave, a sort of sadness overwhelming you as you watched him arrive, his suitcases held in his grip.

“MC…” He sighed, attempting to grin. “I’m glad you could come.” 

“I am too…I think.” 

“You think?” 

“I mean if you stayed that’d be great too.” 

“It would be,” He confessed. “I think we might’ve missed a few places.” 

“Maybe next time?” 

“I can only hope.” 

An announcer came on, a voice booming over throughout.

“I…I need to go. That’s my flight.” 

“Right…don’t think Athens will be too fun without you though.” 

He let out a deep breath raising his palm, hovering just over your cheek, debating for a second.

Before you answered for him.

You sank into his palm, offering him a smile that he wholeheartedly returned, despite the sorrow in his features.

“I…goodbye MC.” 


He drew away, making his way down the hall through the pools of people.

Leaving you.

So, what else could you do?

You did the same. 

You turned away, heading back the way you came, pushing past what felt like hordes of people to the door.

Until you heard a voice.

A familiar one.


“MC!” He yelled out, dropping his suitcases as he found you at the exit. 

You twisted around to meet him, gaze widening like dinner plates. 

“J-Jumin?” You were baffled. “W-What’re you doing? You’re going to miss your flight!” 

“I’m very well aware of that,” He huffed. “But I…I didn’t want to leave.” 

“What do you mean?”

“I didn’t want to leave…without you.” 


“I-I’m in love-I’m in love with you.” He struggled to keep his cool. “I’m i-incredibly in love with you actually.” 

“I-I um.” 

You didn’t really know what to say.

So you just said what you felt. 

“I-I love you too!” 

“You do?”

You took in a sharp breath, unable to withhold your giggles.

“I-I do!” 

“T-Then will you come with me?” 

“S-Should I?”

He held onto your hands, running a delicate thumb over your knuckles. 

“Well…I certainly think so.” 

“Then…” You beamed. “how can I say no to that?” 

He pulled you closer, tipping his forehead against your own, hardly inches apart.

Yet before he closed the space between you, he spoke.

With utter adoration.

And true delight.

“I suppose you can’t.” 

maderilien  asked:

talk to me about catws!!! (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧

I’m gonna talk about how the character of the Winter Soldier relies heavily on sound throughout the film because it’s one of the first things I picked up on during my numerous re-viewings and I think it’s one of the strengths of the film in terms of film technique.

For starters, the Winter Soldier is a really interesting character because he’s one of the titular characters and he’s key to the plot, but he has hardly any lines of dialogue and he’s only in it for maybe a third of the film. But the reason the Winter Soldier has such a presence in the film is because of the strength of Sebastian Stan’s ability to act using just his face and body and also the techniques that the film uses to establish details about his character that aren’t revealed through plot or dialogue. WS has only six real scenes in the film, which are:

  1. First encounter with Nick Fury on the streets of D.C.
  2. Shooting Nick Fury at Steve’s apartment
  3. Speaking with Alexander Pierce
  4. The Causeway
  5. The Bank Vault (”But I knew him”)
  6. Final Battle

So how do you establish the presence of a character who has six scenes during the film? The answer is to use every film technique at your disposal, and this film especially relies on sound. The Winter Soldier has to be one of the creepiest themes I’ve ever seen for a character because it utilizes a lot of metallic noises, robotic clanging, and inhuman screaming, which matches perfectly the visceral diegetic sounds of WS during the film, like the sound of the metal arm. It’s a far cry from what a normal character theme would be, because The Winter Soldier theme is for a presence, not for a person, which works so well given his legendary status as an assassin (“most of the intelligence community doesn’t believe he exists”).

The film uses sound in a major way to fill in the details about his character that can’t be shown on-screen, as well as to establish him as an inhuman figure that has the ability to morph what goes on around him, adding to his threatening presence. Firstly, when he’s first introduced to the audience and to Nick Fury on the streets of D.C., the music, which had been an exciting combat theme mirroring the action, suddenly goes very quiet and what you hear is what I can only describe as a hollow sound, a few notes of the WS theme. It’s a sound very evocative of a desolate wasteland. WS is unique because you never see him ‘enter’ a scene; he’s always there, and as soon as he appears, the sound in the film changes to mirror his presence. This happens when he appears and ambushes Fury’s car and the sound grows very quiet and haunting, and also during the scene where he appears in Alexander Pierce’s kitchen, but it also happens in a much larger way when he gets the shot at Steve’s apartment.

When Steve and Fury are talking, the song It’s Been a Long, Long Time is playing as diegetic music in the background to mask their conversation. It’s symbolic, because the lyrics mirror Steve and Bucky’s relationship, but it also serves a practical function within the storytelling. However, as soon as WS takes the shot and Fury goes down, the music very obviously warps in a really horrifying way that is more psychological. As Steve and Sharon and Fury are talking, their voices still sound normal, but the music playing, which logically should sound exactly the same, suddenly takes on a chilling, haunting quality. All because WS has appeared and distorted the scene. Essentially, the Winter Soldier is a character that is able to distort the reality of every scene in which he appears, because he’s a character that stands outside of reasoning and the fabric of reality itself. (Which makes a lot of sense given that he’s a character who was thought dead, but has in fact been alive for seventy years and has become the world’s deadliest assassin). Even when he doesn’t appear, such as when Steve and Natasha and Maria are watching Fury in the ER, as soon as Steve mentions “he’s fast; strong. Had a metal arm,” the WS music creeps back in because the Winter Soldier doesn’t need to be on the screen in order to ‘be’ there. 

The causeway sequence is probably my favourite in the entire film, because it expands on what we’ve already learnt about WS through sound. The theme appears instantly as soon as he lands on top of Sam’s car, and then goes into a very metallic, action heavy piece of music. What’s really interesting, however, is what happens when Natasha draws WS away from Steve and Sam into the streets. As WS is walking down the street (and another thing to note about WS; he’s threatening because he never runs, only walks), the sounds of screaming and sirens are deliberately pushed far down on the sound hierarchy because what’s actually happening is that the audience is being given a rare glimpse into his point-of-view, which is incredible given that he’s a “villain” and not one of the protagonists. It offers the audience a view of how the Winter Soldier’s mind works. He’s focused solely on the mission, which in that moment is to listen for Black Widow, meaning all other superfluous background noise is deliberately muted because it is irrelevant to him. Then, we hear what he hears: the sound of Natasha speaking, which of course turns out to be a recording and not actually her. Later, after Natasha gets shot, the camera does a pov shift to Natasha and the music pretty much cuts out, which helps to show the audience just how terrified of WS she is (the shaky, handheld pov camera shot), which is something incredibly rare for this character because the only other person we’ve ever seen Black Widow scared of is the Hulk. Then WS jumps back into the shot on top of the car, rifle pointed straight at Natasha in what I personally consider to be the single best shot of the whole film, and the WS theme surges back in in a really terrifying way, because both Natasha and the audience know in that instant that if Steve hadn’t appeared at that very moment, Black Widow would be dead.

All of this is great stuff, but the cincher for me in why this film is superior to every other superhero movie in terms of technique is that in addition to establishing the Winter Soldier’s inhumanity through sound, sound also plays a huge role in establishing his humanity, which happens almost at the very instant Steve mentions the name “Bucky.” At the bank vault, when WS is asking who the man on the bridge was, the sound of the robotic, metallic WS theme is deliberately pushed back in favour of an emotional note that is clearly evocative of Steve. 

All of this culminates in the scene of the final battle, which takes the established haunting Winter Soldier theme and plays that out while Steve and WS are fighting, until the instant Steve tells him “you know me.” As soon as Steve engages him in conversation, the Winter Soldier theme disappears and instead you get a piece of deeply moving music playing as Steve tells him that he’s not going to fight him, that he’s his friend, and that “I’m with you till the end of the line.” Then it goes into that emotional piano piece as Steve falls into the Potomac and Bucky dives in after him. Essentially, what’s happening here is that for two hours this character has been crafted as a robotic, inhuman assassin who distorts the fabric of reality and morphs every scene he’s in simply through his presence, but suddenly he’s now being treated like a character; an actual person. All because Steve Rogers is treating him like a person. Steve Rogers is the one thing that keeps the Winter Soldier human, and the film manages to tell us that simply through sound.

And this is why CA:TWS stands above every other superhero movie in terms of technique, in my opinion.

nessaelanesse  asked:

Hey, I'm really sorry to bother you and I hope I'm not out of line but I just read your newest post about your stomach and I'm curious... Do you have any idea what's wrong? See, I've got something similar and for the last year and a half I've been living on rice, chicken and the few veggies that don't make me sick. I've lost a third of my original weight, but all the doctors I've gone too have no idea what's wrong! Which is why I'm asking. I hope I'm not out of line and I wish you the best day!!

Not a damn clue. My diagnosis currently ranges from “you’re overweight try losing weight” (no longer valid since I dropped fucking 20lbs in a month and likely wasn’t valid for most of my symptoms to begin with) it’s “just” IBS (a chronic condition unto itself which too few people including doctors seem to realize and dismiss as non life impacting simply because it’s “common”) leaky gut caused by allergies (previously thought to be celiac but repeatedly tested negative for) chronic GERD (somewhat more under control than it was to the point when I am off my meds which worsened the other symptoms) vocal chord dysfunction (previously misdiagnosed as asthma which before that was misdiagnosed as purely anxiety when in fact the reason I was panicking was because I couldn’t breathe) “it’s just anxiety” (which yes I have anxiety, but I’ve realized a LOT of it was being caused by allergies causing a near constant adrenaline response so that was fun. Nice to know I was on sedatives as a teenager because no one bothered to listen to me when I said eating XYZ hurt), hormonal problems (despite my hormones always being “normal”), and last but not least “I mean, it could be fibromyalgia or an autoimmune disease, your symptoms are kind of hard to pin down”. That latter part being a direct quote from a doctor. 

I’ve also had severe issues with my teeth, which since I have switched to a holistic dentist, have largely been resolved. (Still in pain, but every time he does something my health bounces up a notch so it’s a process I’ll be working with him toward fixing over the next few years. He even suspects I might have been getting mercury poisoning from some seriously dangerously over the limit leaking amalgam fillings I got in my early teens. He’s also the only dentist willing to remove my root canal teeth because they’ve never fully healed.)

So. Yea. I have some of my own possible theories that it might be SIBO which many doctors here in the US seem reluctant to even admit is a real thing (my current dr certainly doesn’t and will not test for it despite it being an easy culture test to do) and some possible genetic fuckery/immune system bullshit. Both my parents are extremely ill people with very similar issues, my dad even has an autoimmune disease he doesn’t care enough to even remember the name of so I can’t just narrow the field and test directly for that. Thanks dad.

The difference between me and them is I am actively trying to get a diagnosis and claw some semblance of health/sanity back before I turn into a hermit resigned to dying young. 

A big thing for me seems to be allergies/intolerances which have sprung up in the last few years. (Rice is the first thing doctors recommend for eating “plain” food but it’s actually a huge trigger food for a LOT of people) Eating only organic seems to have helped (suggesting a preservative allergy, which my allergist just kind of said “I believe you, but there’s no reliable test for it so just…don’t eat them”) 

Which is where you find me at now, two years down the rabbit hole of trying to get an accurate diagnosis. As for asking questions, it’s entirely okay to ask questions. I’ve pretty much wound up documenting my chronic health issues because a) it was helping me to keep track of things and then b) my blog got popular due to shenanigans and then a bunch of other people started going “HEY ME TOO” and we’ve created a sort of exhausted support group for each other and also c) the number of people who message me on a daily basis to tell me it helps them to know they are not alone is just…I’ve cried twice today at some of the messages I’ve gotten, and at the time of typing this it’s not even noon. 

I do not mind being public with any of this because gods help me if someone can figure out some small puzzle piece of their life from me falling apart then in some small way it will be worth it. Cause I know what that feeling is like. And I wouldn’t wish it on anyone. Chronic health issues are so incredibly isolating.

So yea…next step I’m off to see a natruopathic/functional medicine doctor (yes I made sure they are licensed physicians and not just crazy hippies) in the hopes that she might have some answers for me, or is at least willing to listen to me, which uh, yeah, the more you refuse to accept suffering to be your way of life, many doctor’s don’t seem to appreciate. I had my GI doctor tell me I shouldn’t google my symptoms and just accept the fact that the meds he prescribed for the chronic GERD would dissolve my intestines which, hahahahah, ha. No. I do not accept that. Not even a little bit.

anonymous asked:

What makes you convinced that Silver didn't shoot Flint? I've seen arguments for both theories, and everyone seems to think that Flint is dead though eventhogh we never saw a body (no body = no death). Do you listen to fathoms deep? Daphne and Liz are pretty insightful and they seemed to be pretty sure Flint is dead.

Same anon here. Also, Toby Stephens apparently said on twitter that it is an open ending…. I guess I simply don’t know what to think.

Oh, Jesus. I had kinda hoped I wouldn’t get this kind of question. I’ve listened to Fathoms Deep, and I’ve also seen Stephens’ tweet, and I’ve read tons of interviews of the writers stating that the ending was real, and tons of reviews pointing out that the ending was ambiguous, and I’ve seen losts of post listing reasons for why they believed Flint was dead … 

It’s a bit of a mess at this point, which seems to have been the intended outcome. 

Well, @blacksailsstarz, congratulations. 

What a bit of washed-out colors, an overdose of sunshine, and a cleverly cut scene in the woods can do to a fandom, it’s truly impressive. You pulled quite a number on us.

Anyway, I guess I have to do this, if only for myself, so here we go. 

Why I believe that Silver’s story about Flint’s ending is true. 

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Dyslexic Lance headcanons

by the way, did i mention i headcanon Lance as being dyslexic as heck? because i do. here we go

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anonymous asked:

Hc's for how kakyoin, jotaro, rohan and josuke would react if their crush asked them out through a note

I hope these are okay!


  • He’s horrifically used to confession notes and love letters; at this point he’s given up on arguing with the girls, and instead just throws them out without looking at them. The only reason he opened this one is because it had been slipped directly into his pocket, and he’s vaguely curious at who could’ve gotten that close to him without his knowing.
  • He only scans it at first, because in the end, they’re all the same- but then the signature at the bottom catches his eye. He grits his teeth at that; the one person he’s been planning to approach for how long? And they asked him out first. He’s almost disappointed.
  • He waits for them outside their class the next day, shoving the note back at them and averting his eyes. He huffs when they just smile and start to walk away; “What, you’re not gonna read it? Fine then, guess you don’t actually want to go to lunch.” He turns and starts walking, but it’s slow and deliberate, so they have a chance to catch up with him after reading his scrawled response.
  • “Fine. But next time, I get to make the first move.”

☆ Kakyoin ☆

  • Although they’re not quite as plentiful as Jotaro’s, he’s gotten plenty of letters too; he at least reads them before throwing them out, and depending on how in love the girl seemed, he might buy her some flowers to turn her down gently.
  • As he’s flipping through this latest collection, he’s half convinced he recognizes that handwriting; he’s borderline floored when he recognizes the name at the bottom, too. Although he’s definitely more interested in them than other people, he’d convinced himself they wouldn’t be interested, and that’s the entire reason he hadn’t asked them out himself.

  • He does keep the note, probably taping it to his mirror to read over and over again, but he pretends he never got it at all, instead just asking his crush out himself now that he knows for sure how they feel.

☆ Josuke ☆

  • He’s not the most observant, so he has no idea when somebody managed to slip the note into his textbook. He only glances over it at first; it’s cute, with fancy stationary and colored ink. He’ll have to read it fully after class. He does plan to turn them down anyways, because he’s got his eyes on somebody else, but reading it can’t hurt.
  • He’s glad he decided to read it alone later, because he starts absolutely melting. He’s used to attention, but nobody’s ever complimented him like this before- It’s unsigned, and he doesn’t know the writing, so the only way to learn who it’s from is to take the invitation for lunch.
  • He shows up at the right place at the right time, ready to nicely say no thanks, but his heart almost stops when the person he likes sits down across from him. Okay, maybe he won’t be saying no after all-

☆ Rohan ☆

  • Although he’d never admit it, he keeps every fan letter and love note he’s ever gotten. He tells himself it’s mainly to study varying writing styles and speech patterns, but in all honesty he just enjoys reading them over again. Usually they come through the mail, so he’s surprised to find one stuck to his front door one day; he’s somewhat cautious, because that means somebody’s found where he lives again, but he takes it and reads it anyways.
  • Having put all that time into “studying” handwriting, he immediately recognizes his crushes writing, and almost drops the paper. He’s- he’s not shocked that they like him, because of course they would- he’s just shocked they had the gall to ask him out. Th-that’s the truth, he’s not lying-
  • He doesn’t have a lot of experience with relationships, and he doesn’t want to let this chance slip away, so he’s not going to try and set up anything fancy or romantic. The next time he sees his crush, he simply tells them straight-up that they’re going to dinner tomorrow night.

anonymous asked:

the whole dragonpit thing does make sense though because it brings cersei into it, and i would definitely expect that. I've seen conflicting things about how fast they get back there etc. GoT travels people super fast, so it's not that surprising though. Idk it still makes sense to me.

Naah, it doesn’t. Here’s why:


The dragonpit meeting is supposedly 

  • an assembly of numerous, influentel westerosi personalities
  • who all have some kind of beef with Cersei, 
  • that’s going to take place in a distinctive King’s Landing landmark.

Hhhmmmm…. sounds familiar. I know season 6 feels like a lifetime ago, but let me remind you how Cersei dealt with a veeery similar situation last season:

Originally posted by patchface

Maybe that wasn’t clear enough… Maybe from another angle:

Originally posted by sciencevsromance

Just to get my point across, take a look at a giant bell squishing some random dude in the streets:

Originally posted by sciencevsromance

You see I wouldn’t agree to meet with Cersei in a local of her own choosing in the middle of wildfire-infested Kings Landing. I just don’t think it’s very wise to put everyone who wants to save Westeros from the White Walkers together in a place with MAD QUEEN LANNISTER. Not when this is what happened to the last dude who was waiting to have a little chat with her: 

Originally posted by thesilverdust

I don’t know man, I wouldn’t want to take the risk. One big BOOM and there goes humanities hope against the army of the dead. 


Other than blowing up the equivalent of the vatican last season, Cersei wasn’t a particular nice person to begin with. I love her but she’s a hateful, selfish, cruel woman. She wanted Tyrion dead all his life. Even if - if - someone could somehow convince her that he wasn’t involved in Joffs death, she still blames him for her fathers and mothers death.  

Tyrion (the D’s secret boyfriend & her top advisor) and Sansa (Jons secret wife & his top advisor) arguably know her better than anyone else in the show. They know that Cersei doesn’t give a flying fuck about anyone but herself (now that her children are gone). Cersei doesn’t care about the high lords & ladies, she doesn’t care about the smallfolk, she doesn’t care about anyone. They (should) know that Cersei would gladly see all of westeros turn into an icy wasteland, if only out of spite so no one else can have it. They have no reason to assume that she would care about the White Walkers and they have absolutely no reason to trust her in any way. She doesn’t feel responsible for her peoples well-being. She simply doesn’t. 


It’s well established, that the most important factors in fighting the army of the dead are fire and dragonglass. Sheer number aren’t really as important as an effective strategy to implement those two things. Jon and the D already have “the numbers”. I’ve said it before, but what are those x-thousand lannister soldiers going to do? SET THEMSELVES ON FIRE AND RUN STRAIGHT INTO THE ARMY OF THE DEAD? Are Jon and the D planning to use them as a kamikaze fire troupe to thin out the night kings army before they send in their own troops? Like this?

Maybe that isn’t an actual battle, but they are rehearsing their strategy for the great war. Maybe ??? Suicide Squad Westeros edition

I’ll admit that they at least would try to have a truce with Cersei, but there is no reason for them to need or even want (considering anything else) her help against the White Walkers. They should try to negotiate terms a la “let’s put aside all that drama about the Iron Throne until the giant undead army coming from the north is destroyed, m’kay?”, sure, but tha leeks™ present that whole meeting in an entirely different light, because Cersei’s promise to help and her later withdrawal from that are presented as some kind of big master scheme. Also, the fact they would need to put an temporarely end to the political fighting doesn’t negate all other things I’ve laid out here. And either way: 


You are completely right that the show let’s its characters jump all over the place. They could totally do that here. But, all issues with realistic travel times aside, there’s no valid reason for Jon to go with them. No matter how long that journey would take. 

  • He’s injured or at least in very bad shape => not the best condition for any journey really.  “You all go to Kings Landing without me. I’ll just slow you down.” Would just make sense
  • He’s like a thousand-times closer to winterfell. He would want to go back there, unless for some reason he really couldn’t. That would just make more sense. (I’m just going to shamelessly put @nabilawrites picture from this post here. Because it’s absolutely perfect and expresses things I could never put into words. )
  • He should want to stay in the north to keep an eye on things. You know so he is close if something happens with the White Walkers and can react to it fast. To the big enemy that he’s known is coming for 4 seasons now? You remember? I think he would like to stay up-to-date on all beyond-the-wall issues. Imagine if he was, let’s say, somewhere near Dragonstone, on a boat, banging someones brains out when the Wall finally falls. Bad fucking timing, Jonny, bad timing. If only he had stayed in the north, close to the real danger. That just would have made more sense.
  • For the first time in years, his entire (remaining T__T) family is home. Bran and Arya (Arya for fucks sake, ARYA) and Sansa are right there in Winterfell, but he wants to go on a completely useless, potential-suicide trip to Kings Landing to negoiate a deal with a mad queen, whom he knows he can’t trust? One would think, one stupid suicide mission was enough. One would think he would like to spend as much time with his family, the family he just got back after thinking they are all dead, as possible. That would just make sense.
  • THEY DON’T NEED HIM IN KINGS LANDING. They have the wight. If all of this is only to convince Cersei, the fucking wight should be enough. Or is she not going to believe the wight is real, if Jon isn’t there? That real moving corpse is really impressive, but were is that northern bastard king I probably despise and look down on for a variety of reason? What would you want me to do when he isn’t here? They don’t need Jon to go on a long-ass journey, when he should be in the north to prepare for the war. If he and the D are allies they should split the responsibilities: One of them goes to the south to take care of the political debate, the other gets the troops ready for facing the white walkers. That would just makes sense. 

I’ll give it to you that it probably - sadly - makes enough sense for D&D, though. But I’m not sure if shitty writing should be a cause for celebration. Sorry if this reply was a little salty, but I’ve already talked about the stupid wighthunt - dragonpit - boatbang sequence so often. I’m just rehashing old ideas here. 

anonymous asked:

I've never really interacted with antis of any kind, but I've seen the posts where certain ships are accused of pedophilia (the one that comes to mind was 17 and 24). I know this probably isn't true for EVERY anti, but I feel like the idea of a teenage being a child is a very American concept. Teens are treated like large children, given no freedoms or true responsibilities, until they day they turn 18, when they magically become an adult. (1/2)

Antis are usually minors, so I feel like they’ve grown up with this concept of “I am a child and so is every other person my age,” which is where they get the idea of underage ships being pedophilia, no matter how horribly wrong they are. Do you think this has any effect on the anti mentality? (2/2)

(I answered a similar ask a day or two ago.)

I do think the real life ‘infantilization’ of teens via helicopter parenting is a factor in creating an anti. You nailed it - they see themselves as kids, and the fictional characters that are their age (or close to) that they identify with are equally kids.  Overidentification with media figures is pretty normal behavior in adolescents, but combined with the increasing prevalence of anti-shipping you get a nasty side-effect of ‘if I’m not ready for sex/not interested in dating a person of [rival love interest’s] age, neither is this character. And if you say the character is ready for it/interested in it, you’re saying I am, which means you’re sexualizing me! Pedo!’

(do they ever consider whether or not they’d be ready to lead an intergalactic war with an evil alien empire by flying one of five giant robot lions that helps form Voltron, Defender of the Universe? Because being able to do this without crippling fear or trauma is an example of how fictional teens are pretty different from real teens.)

And I think that the current crop of teens has an extra large dose of feeling helpless because of the internet. Constant negative news that you can watch unfold in real time, no sense that online authority figures are going to protect you from abuse, the mass discrediting of authority figures as being led by bias or personal gain rather than facts and truth, and too much information with no way to gauge its veracity is enough to make anyone feel exhausted, much less younger people with less fixed principles and less filtering skills. Trying to become a mini-authority figure of your own is practically a coping mechanism.

But besides all this … I think that younger antis have simply found that their age can simultaneously act as a weapon and a shield.

This isn’t even that new. Teens that are still minors have demanded a voice and respect from authority for as long as they’ve been recognized as a separate group from both pre-pubescent kids and adults.  They’ve also ducked behind their minor status for protection as soon as the heat gets to be too much for all that time. It’s hard to be a teen! they feel like they know everything, and the solutions are so simple. It’s bizarre adults haven’t solved these things they’ve got figured out already! But when teens point this out and then adults take them seriously and (worse yet) take their arguments apart, it feels incredibly unfair to the teen: these are adults: they should be teaching you, being gentle with you, not taking you to pieces! And it never quite occurs to them that they started it, or that there’s a dark side to being taken seriously in an internet debate: people might have good reasons to disagree.

So they want the right to be taken very seriously as an individual, but don’t want to deal with people disagreeing with them. So they use their age as a ‘gotcha’: ‘how dare you talk to me like that, I’m a minor!’ And then weaponize it in turn: ‘as a teen I am the ultimate authority on who fictional teens can and cannot date. If you’re an adult you can’t disagree with me because you’re not a teen so you don’t have personal experience.’ (except that, of course, all us adults were once teens ourselves.)

I have a lot of sympathy for teens because I think it’s genuinely harder than ever to grow up right now. But I wish they’d pick if they want to be treated like naive, innocent children or treated as a well-read, serious debater, because they can’t have both.


Sherlock BBC Series x Supernatural 

A/N: I've always wanted to do this and i finally AM!!! Ever since I saw the Abominable bride from Sherlock Series 3. This story is taking place in the “present time” and not in the 1900′s like it did in the episode also lets pretend Dean and Sam travel world wide and the Men of letters never cleared out England of monsters.

I am also taking requests from this list and they are Open.

Summary: Y/N likes to think outside the box unlike her brothers Sherlock and Mycroft. When it comes to a case of The Abominable Bride her mind goes into the world of ghosts and spirits, and along the way meet two guys who think the exact same way as her and do even more.

Being related to Sherlock and Mycroft people would expect your mental thinking to be like theirs. Reasonable, logical and correct but that wasn’t always the case. You always liked to expand your mind to other possibilities when it came to finding a solution to a problem. Even if that meant going into another universe in your mind.

 On the other hand Sherlock and Mycrofts thinking was always rational. If it didn’t sound correct to them that’s because it wasn’t. 

 Your style of thinking would annoy your brothers especially Sherlock. John would find it amusing at how differently you would think with the fact that you were related to the best detective in England.

 Today was one of those days where your mind went places. Sherlock and John had gotten a case that they just couldn’t wrap their minds around. The Abominable Bride.

 Story goes that a bride made a huge scene on her balcony yelling “YOU!” “YOU!” To people with a gun in her hand. She ended up committing suicide right on the balcony by shooting her self in her mouth. Witnesses say they later saw her walking up to her husband and shooting him herself. People say she’s still out there looking for her next victim. 

 When Sherlock and John heard the Case they were stunned. They had never received a case like this one. John told Sherlock that they should bring you in on the case to try to help them solve it. 

 Sherlock response was “we don’t need help, I can figure it out on my own plus her strange way of thinking will just intervene” John wanted to see what you would come up with so he still invited you into the case weather Sherlock liked it or not. 

“So what have you guys figured out?” You curiously asked as you sat down. “Well she of course is dead, there is no way she could of come back from the dead” Sherlock confidently said. 

“Or is she? It could be her ghostly spirit coming back” You stated. “This is the exact reason why I insisted on you not joining” Sherlock whispered to himself. “Well someone’s not in the mood” you replied adding to your respond “Well I’m sorry but, I am here to help and it could be one of the possibilities have you never heard of ghosts and vengeful spirits?” You questioned at both the boys.

 “Actually, I think I have” John said trying to remember exactly what it meant. “Of course I have those are spirits who die with unfinished business you could say, and come back to finish it up” Sherlock replied as if it was just something people casually talked about everyday. 

  “So you do know?” you questioned. “Yes, but that’s impossible there’s no such thing as ghosts, spirits, demons none of it is real.” Sherlock sated. It sometimes sucked knowing that you were the only one who thought like this. 

“Well, it could always be tw—” “it’s never twins John, but it could be something similar” Sherlock said cutting John off. “Like what?” John confusedly asked. 

With a wide grin on Sherlocks face he said “An imposter.” Doing more research you guys were able to find out where the bride was Buried. “Let’s get going now shall we” Sherlock said excitedly ready to get to the bottom of this case.

 "It’s the middle of the night!“ John stated as he pointed towards the window showing the dark night sky. “Well there’s no time to waste now is there?” Sherlock announced as he walked down the stairs. “I don’t know how you managed to grow up in the same house as him” John told you as you guys followed right behind him. “I don’t know either” you simply said.

You guys got out of the cab a little while back before getting to the cemetery so it wouldn’t raise any suspicions as to why you guys were there at 1 in the morning. 

 As you guys walked towards the entrance you guys noticed a 1967 chevrolet Impala parked outside the cemetery. “Nice car” you mumbled to yourself.

 As you guys walked towards where she was buried you guys saw two men one tall with long hair and one who was also tall but compared to the first guy he looked short. 

“Who are you guys?” Sherlock said more like a statement than a question. The guys were caught off guard as they slowly turned around to face you guys. “I am Special Agent Smith this is my partner Special Agent Jones” Said the taller one as they both pulled out their badges to show you guys. 

 You and John both knew what has happening in Sherlock’s mind. He was studying and reading them like a book. Just as they were putting their badges away Sherlock stated “incorrect.“ 

 "Uh, what?” The taller one confusedly asked. “You guys aren’t agents. Those are clearly fake badges. They are thinner then the normal ones, the data and information is overlapping the picture in the corner which it shouldn’t if it was a real one and note how that same picture is also faded which it shouldn’t be, would you like me to continue?” Sherlock said as his eyes went from one to the other.

 “Who are you?” The guy with shorter hair asked “we should be asking you the same thing?” Sherlock Remarked. Seeing no way out of it both the guys just looked at each other and gave each other a nod. Sighing he said “I’m Dean Winchester and this is my brother Sam and we hunt the things that keep you awake at night”

Should I do a Part Two? 

anonymous asked:

so I'm 19 about to turn 20 and i haven't got my permit yet. the reason is because my mom (only parent) and she says i can't get on her insurance because the money will be too much for her. i told her i would pay the difference but she says that she will have to call the insurance company to get a quote. she says that she will call them and never has. it's been 2 months. I've reminded her almost everyday and still nothing. idk what to do and my stress level is getting higher. any advice???

It sounds like you and your mother really need to have a sit down conversation. If you’ve been literally asking her every day to make inquiries for you, then something is not right. She is choosing not to make this call, or maybe she’s already made the call and doesn’t like the answer. Something is bothering her, and you’ll have to do a little bit of sleuthing to find out what.

It’s important to have a sit down conversation with her and to be upfront. You receiving your driving permit isn’t something that is just going to magically go away. Being able to transport yourself around is a huge part of adult life, and an important one at that. 

Possibly she doesn’t believe that you will be able to pay the difference financially, and can’t afford you on her insurance. If so, there are steps you can take to get your premiums down (see step 3 and step 5). 

If she simply doesn’t want you on your plan for whatever reason, you will need to start looking into getting your own plan. It may seem intimidating an unaffordable, but it’s not impossible. I know lots of young adults who are paying for their own insurance!

Car Insurance (For Young Adults)

1. Expensive premiums. Insurance premiums for young adults (particularly young male drivers) are really high. This is because we’re considered immature and reckless drivers. I’ve poked around, and it looks like better premiums aren’t offered until a driver turns 25. I guess at that point we’ve grown up enough? This is something you’re going to have to deal with as a young driver.

2. Parent’s insurance. The easiest option is to get on an insurance plan with an “Adult”, typically this would mean a parent or guardian. Some companies will only allow you to do this if you live with your parents, but don’t consider this a deal-breaker. From what I’ve seen, this just means that your insurance card needs to have their home address on it instead of your’s.

3. Driver’s Education Courses. Another thing I would highly recommend doing is taking some Driver’s Ed courses through your local DMV. Insurance companies will take a significant amount off your monthly premium if you agree to take (for example) defensive driving classes. This isn’t just for you- this applies for any driver with insurance. Some insurance companies offer their own programs. State Farm has a program called “Steer Clear” which saves you 15% on your monthly rate. Your mom can also take this class as well to save money!

4. Different Plans. Every company has different rates and plans. Generally paying more money per month means a smaller deductible (amount paid of out pocket) in the event of an accident. For example, leasing a car requires a higher tier of car insurance than just owning a car outright. Because you’re young and don’t have lots of money, my advice would be to go for the lowest possible monthly premium. I know it sounds risky, but many, many people opt for this option. Lots of “Adults” do this, including my parents.

5. College. If you are a college student, you may be eligible for additional discounts! State Farm, for example, offers 25% off monthly premiums for students who achieve good grades.

6. Cars. It’s impossible to predict or really even ballpark what your insurance rate might be. Your age, driving record, and car will play all factor in to how much you pay per month. Obviously, those with speeding tickets or DUIs will pay a lot more than those with clean records. Insurance companies will also often charge more money for older cars, which is weird. I had a 2002 Subaru Forester that crapped out on me, and I got a 2005 Subaru Forester to replace it, and my insurance premium magically was $20 less each month. Same insurance plan, same provider- a newer car made it less expensive. Unfortunately you’re not going to have an answer until you actually give a company your details.

7. Do your research. Choose a couple companies that you like and either go online or call a representative to ask about their discounts and rates. Tell them you’re just “conducting initial research” so that they don’t pressure you into signing a contract. Make sure to have your driver’s license ready when you call, that way they can run numbers for you and give you an exact dollar amount of what you would pay per month on their plan.

Good luck!

thoughtfulbearpanda  asked:

Hi, I haven't seen descendants but what made u ship harry/evie? I've seen lots of uma/harry flowing through tumblr? Did Evie and harry have a scene together or? What's the appeal of the ship?

oooh, interesting question but thanks for asking! i live for any opportunity to talk about this wonderful ship, so be prepared because this response is quite long.

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Honesty, Transparency & Change

I have spent weeks trying to draft a post that is shorter, has less depth and is easier to read. For those of you who have been here for some time, you will know that I have an awfully long-winded way of expressing myself because I don’t want there to be any misunderstanding between myself and the others I’m addressing. For those of you who don’t know this, grab a blanket and get comfortable because you’re going to be here for a while.

The content of this post might confuse some of you, it might anger others… All I’m asking is that everyone reads it and does their best to respect and understand our positions and my thoughts. You don’t have to agree with me and you certainly don’t have to like what has been written. What I’m hoping is that some of the group will be able to sit back and see where we’re coming from… From experience on Lanford, one of the keys to being a successful admin is to be as open and honest with the people you’re interacting with. This is what I’m going to try and do in this post. Beneath the cut is an important message for you all, please read it carefully and take on board everything that I’ve said.

DISCLAIMER: This isn’t a goodbye message, it’s nothing of the sort. Lanford isn’t going anywhere as long as you’re all here and even then, it will probably still exist in the background.


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You Write Sherlock’s Blog?

So, because of my comment (the last one) on this post, I decided to do some digging. You see, the blog is one of the major factors that messes with the theory that Sherlock has been in a coma since the fall. So, under the cut is me messing with ideas and interpretations of John’s blog with the idea that Sherlock’s been writing it since the fall, in his head. 

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anonymous asked:

So I've seen a few opinions of ppl who say that ALL Ouma ships are bad because they are "abusive" or toxic because Ouma would "bully" the other and they're unhealthy, etc. I've read so many of ur metas so Ik that's not completely true. But as a fellow Ouma and SaiOuma shipper, what do think of this?

I think it’s an unfortunate fact that many people sometimes take aspects of a ship which aren’t always the best or the healthiest out of context and associate them with words like “abusive” or “toxic” when that really isn’t the case at all.

I’m reminded of the ask I got a while back from an anon who mentioned that people had been calling Tenko a “creepy stalker” just because she was overly eager about making friends with Himiko and needed to learn to respect that Himiko is much slower about opening up to people. Again, it’s a perfect example of a ship that does have flaws getting completely misunderstood and drastically misinterpreted out of context to make it look a lot worse than it is.

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anonymous asked:

Isn't it funny how they're trying to rehab Rebecca's image, and yet (from what I've seen) Chrissie is the one getting more likable by the month? Rebecca redeemed a White... it just ended up being her sis lol

here’s my thing anon, here’s my stonking big problem with Miss Universally Adored Rebecca White:

(why do i keep making these posts im sorry)

It sort seems like they’ve tried to make her a sympathetic character by simply trying to take away her agency entirely. And this might not be accurate, because she is so hard to understand as a character. I don’t know how we’re supposed to take her? She gets a lot of moments where she’s sad about the sorry state of her life but also a lot of moments where she’s actively sabotaging everyone around her.

I can’t think of the last time she made a decision on her own, without anyone influencing her. Legitimately, I can’t. She’s either going by what Robert suggests, or Chrissie, or Victoria, or whomever is around her and… it just seems like she can’t do anything herself. And I sometimes wonder if it is designed that way to make her often underhanded actions seem less terrible, because poor Rebecca, she’s not the only one to blame, it was way more the fault of [insert this episode’s bully here].

A few random examples (and by no means an extensive list):

Robert is responsible for: the abortion(s), betraying Lachlan, betraying Chrissie (over and over), cheating on Aaron and Ross, getting Ross to blackmail Robert

Chrissie is responsible for: Lawrence turning against her, confronting Aaron about the kiss

Debbie is responsible for: getting Lawrence arrested

When is anything purely her fault? When does she ever make a decision completely on her own? Even he final decision to not have an abortion came after Victoria spoke with her. Is this a designed character fault (because it’s the most consistent thing about her), or is this a tactic the writers have been using to have us feel sorry for her time and again? Because it just makes her seem desperately, uninterestingly weak. And completely unable to take responsibility for herself. But this is a woman who we’re supposed to believe wants a child and would be able to raise a child? Are we supposed to be rooting for her? Are we supposed to understand that she’s weak and easily manipulated? But still always ready to get on her high horse about the wrong doings people have inflicted on and around her?

I just don’t know how they want us to take her and that’s a problem, because the way she reads on screen is completely at odds with how Iain and EH have spoken about her, and this might be bias from myself towards Robert but I really don’t think it is - I do try to look at things as critically and fairly as possible, even if it means condemning characters who I love or sympathising with characters I don’t. But I just…. I’m so confused by her. The character we’ve ended up with can’t possibly have been the intention, can it? And if it is, why does all the press around her suggest otherwise?

Were they just that determined to put her in the role of the person coming between one of if not their most popular couple and have people still like her that they’ve just forced it too hard - and how does no one know that that doesn’t work with audiences? I know it must be very hard to objectively see how something plays out when you know the entire story, supposed character motivations and context behind everything but… can they really not see it? If it wasn’t their intention, can they really not see how much they’ve failed and how desperately her character needs a complete 180 to have a hope of working?

It’s so confusing to me, honestly.

I know it probably doesn’t sound like it, but I don’t even dislike the character - when she’s cute and entertaining, I enjoy it. She’s got an interesting backstory (to me) - but the writing for her is so awful. It’s so inconsistent and contrived and honestly, I don’t like being told that I need to like someone, or sympathise with them - I’d rather be shown it.

And this is the worst part because the character doesn’t even inspire hate in me - it doesn’t inspire anything, particularly. I have complete apathy 90% of the time. The way she’s written and her role in this story make me so frustrated, but the character herself has so little to her that it’s just vaguely exhausting.

Chrissie, on the other hand, is written in a way where it’s very clear where she’s supposed to be in the villain role, when we’re supposed to sympathise with her, she’s been given layers, we’ve seen her be put through the mill first hand, rather than in retcon, in ways that she was completely innocent to. It’s easier to feel sad for her, to respond emotionally to her.

I mean, I know this is biased because Chrissie is one of my faves, but at least she plays defined roles in her stories, whilst still feeling like a complex and layered character.

I need to stop with these feeling outbursts 😌

50cyg  asked:

I've seen people interpret the crests in many different ways within the fandom. Some people think the crests represent the characters strongest traits, others say it's what they draw their strength from, etc. What do you think?

Oh hello, what’s up? :D I can see where those takes come from, this particular topic never wears out, I always learn some new perspective when I read other people’s meta on this.

My very personal take is that each Chosen Child receives the Crest that represents the exact virtue they need to learn about the most. It’s their trait, yes, but I don’t think it’s fully theirs until much later. Let me try to explain.

I’ve always believed the Crests represent some kind of latent potential the Chosen Children clearly had back in the Hikarigaoka days when they were still pure and very young. Think of it as this inner light they were born with, but that they either forgot about as they grew up or simply never got the chance to develop to its full potential before they finally met their digimon. They would never truly and fully develop this inner potential in the confort zone that the Real World represents. I believe they had to go to the Digital World to especifically develop those traits.

In other words… they had to exercise that inner light of theirs with the help of the digimon partners through trial and error, until they finally got that trait right. And the way I see it it’s when they finally nail it, that’s when their inner light and crest glows so strongly it’s visible to the naked eye. :D In that moment they return to being as pure as they used to be as little children, until the moment they get distracted and accidentaly forget about it again.

I agree it’s both their personal trait and trait they draw their strength from. It’s just I don’t think they were fully born with it. What they were born with was just the potential. It’s been there all along with them, waiting.

For example, I think Taichi always had the potential to be courageous , he showed this trait in Hikarigaoka (he protected his little sister even though he was just a little kid!), but the more he grew up and interacted with society the more that inner “light” of his wore out and he never got the chance to perfect it. That is, until he turned 11 and finally met Agumon. There’s many times in the classic series we see Taichi straight away succumbing to either abundant recklessness or excessive fear, showing his inner potential is related to “courage” somehow but it’s obviously imbalanced and strongly needs to be tuned to its perfect condition. Too much yin and he’s too scared. Too much yang and he’s too confident. He needs to keep it balanced. :D

I think the message is that the Chosen Children have to constantly pay close attention to their everyday actions and thoughts so they don’t lose their inner “child”, their inner “light”, and also their inner “trait”. They need to keep those virtues alive so they stay “Chosen” at heart for as long as possible. If they lose sight of who they are, they can accidentaly end up like Ken Ichijouji when he turned Digimon Kaiser, or the Dark Spore Children.

It is of my understanding that not only they manage to keep that light alive during their adulthood, somehow, the rest of the Human World even seems to have learnt to be more like them. Showing us everybody can do it as long as people give themselves a chance to learn and try hard. I believe this is the reason everybody in the world eventually gets a Digimon partner and become Chosen Children in the future, as seen in the epilogue of 02. 

I’m not sure this fully answers to your question but it’s my personal interpretation of the crests and of the series as well. :D