if anyone was in doubt of my love for this movie

anonymous asked:

Are you even native American

Hello nosey nonnie.

Yes I am Native American, but I don’t look it. And no it’s not one of those my great grandmother was Cherokee. I am 2nd generation off the rez Tuscarora, Iroquois Turtle Clan.

This is me and my mother. Yes she is my birth mother, I just got very fucked over in the genes department. I swear I’m adopted but we have many photos of the birth and have several paternity and maternity tests to prove that I fell out of this woman’s vagina.

Here are some more pictures cause I’m pale and I honestly don’t think you believe me:

(My mom actually made every piece of jewelry I am wearing and hand beaded that vest as well).

And here’s pictures of the woman that I blame for my bad genes: My grandmother.

I get told I look like her all the time AND I HONESTLY DO NOT SEE IT, but because I get told I look like her all the time I BLAME HER.

On the left you see my grandpa (full blood native) in his headdress, on the right you see my cousin (also full blood), the great medicine man Mad Bear, here’s a book about him since you seem to be so nosey.

And in case you doubted me, here are a few pictures of me when my ma and I were on the powwow circuit.

This is me with my ma’s regalia (if you call it a costume I will shank you) because a) she had a bad leg day and couldn’t dance and b) mine was not ready and made and I JUST REALLY WANTED TO DANCE. (This is also the day I got burnt ON MY FUCKING HAIRLINE WHERE MY HAIR WAS PARTED. THAT FUCKING HURTS!)

Here’s me in my fancy dance shawl. There aren’t that many pictures of me because a) I fucking hated them b) it’s normally seen as disrespectful to take pictures of dancers out of the circle without their permission and my ma and I were always dancing at the same times AND I NEVER LET ANYONE TAKE MY PICTURE AT THIS TIME IN MY LIFE.

So yes, my family is a very rainbow family, I just happen to be the one WHITE passing one. No really…

Here’s me (in the middle if you can’t guess), Bebe and Audree. I like to call this the ABC Rainbow of the Printup family (because my first name is Cheyenne…..I swear our parents DID NOT PLAN THIS). 

And this is another pic of me and Audree YEARS later

Am I Native? Yes

Do I look traditionally Native? No

Does that mean I am not going to label myself as native? HELL TO THE FUCK NO.

Please reblog and share so that people can understand that there are white passing people of color. Yes even some that pass as white as me. We do exist and no that does not give you the right to basically white wash us. I am proud of my native roots and I will share everything and anything you want to know. The more educational resources we can get out there the better. DON’T BE AFRAID TO SHOOT ME AN ASK. I LOVE IT, but please do not be a dick like this one and phrase it so accusingly. Much appreciated, thank you!

11 writing problems and solutions

Writing is a craft. It takes time for anyone to learn and improve. But there are some shortcuts you can try, maybe adapt to your own needs. Here are 11 writing problems and their solutions, or hacks.

Too many ideas syndrome

Problem: You have too many equally good story ideas and can’t pick just one to write.

Solution: Select your top 3 favorite stories and write the first scene of all three. If you can’t decide, write the first chapter. The right project will be easier to work with, you’ll have fun writing it, you will be daydreaming about the story, you will love the characters. So, give away three chances instead of one.

Originally posted by gypsyastronaut

Outline spoiling the fun

Problem: Whenever you outline a story idea, it completely spoils your will to write it. The mystery is gone.

Solution: Instead of outlining the whole story, just make a clear goal on how your characters should end. Will they succeed? Will they fail? Will they be happy? Will they find redemption? Will they be wronged? Decide how your story should end and explore the plot as you go. Remember, no one will read your first draft, so just write.

Lost midway

Problem: If you are a pantser, you might get lost in the middle of the story, especially after the first plot point.

Solution: Give your story an ending. If you know where your characters will end up, you’ll have a better understanding of which routes to take. Always keep in mind how the story will end. Use it as the beacon of a lighthouse to guide you through stormy waters.

Creative block

Problem: You don’t have story ideas. Or nothing you have so far excites you enough for a novel.

Solution: Read a book or watch a movie completely out of your genre. This works like magic, I promise. I’m not a sci-fi person, but Akira has given me more story ideas than any movie and book from my own genre.

Originally posted by sunio

Writing anxiety

Problem: You are scared of writing, scared of starting a new story, or just scared of not doing a good job.

Solution: Write a fanfic. No one expects a fanfic to be a masterpiece (although many are). Fanfics are done for fun and for passion. So, write your book in fanfic format. You can even use fandom characters and aus in the process. When the story is completed, change back to original characters.

Editing as you write

Problem: You keep going back to previous paragraphs and editing instead of moving forward with your writing.

Solution: Write your novel by hand. This might sound like a lot of work, but it’s quite the opposite. The white screen of the computer urges you to review, to make it perfect, academic like perfect. The paper however, brings you back to the craft, to the urge of filling lines and pages. Handwriting also gives you the opportunity of sketching and doodling. 

Originally posted by kyoka-sui-get-su

Procrastination

Problem: Tumblr. Youtube. Email. Netflix. Bathroom. Fridge. Bed.

Solution: Go offline. Turn off your wi-fi. Use a device without internet connection. Or, if you keep fooling yourself and turning the internet back on, write your novel by hand. Give yourself a daily hour of internet, but live offline. And if you take unnecessary trips to the fridge or the bathroom, try the pomodoro technique.

Lack of plots

Problem: Nothing relevant is happening, your story looks kind of boring. Or the main plot is too weak for a whole novel.

Solution: Take a few days off. Just relax. When you are ready to go back, read what you have written so far. Maybe you were just tired. But, if the story really sucks, go back to basics. Ask yourself two questions. What type of story am I writing? How will this story end? Follow the answer like a map. Change what needs to be changed, even if you have to delete the whole progress. If you lack plots, don’t add fillers, just go back to basics.  

Weak main character

Problem: Your character lacks personality, voice and/or visuals.

Solution: Give your main character three things. An external battle. An internal battle. And an unique feature. The external battle is their goal, what they want to achieve, what they dream about. An internal battle is their fears, traumas, doubts, mental issues, prejudices and triggers to overcome. An unique feature is what sets them apart from other characters, maybe they have piercings, or tattoos, or pink hair, or lilac eyes, maybe they wear neon boots, or a mask, or mittens, maybe they are left-handed, or blind, maybe they have a scar, or a birthmark. Every amazing main character has external battles, internal battles and unique features.  

Originally posted by takeruandcaterpillars

Depression

Problem: You have no will to write. The passion is gone. You feel empty.

Solution: If you don’t have access to medical help, reading is a good way to reevaluate your career and regain your passion for the words. Read lots of books. Don’t worry about writing, just read. Lose yourself in fictional adventures. Read sci-fi, romance, horror, fantasy, crime, family saga, classics, foreigner fictions, fanfics, shorts, poetry. Immerse in literature. Literature can save lives.  

Strange dialogues

Problem: Dialogues seem too formal, or too much like the narration, or characters lack individuality.

Solution: Read your dialogues out loud while acting as your characters. You can find a quiet empty room for that. Be an actor. Go for the emotions. Record your acting sections, after all, you might improvise at some point.    

Originally posted by gmt1999

Zack totally teased the two of them (individually) to get together when he found out the feelings were mutual meanwhile Jason is just tired of all the gushing he gets from Kim about the yellow ranger

Jason: “Kimberly Ann Hart, I swear to god if you don’t ask her out, I’ll-”
Kimberly: “What? Ask her out yourself? She’s not into you. Not even into guys in general. What are you going to threaten me with now, Scott? And how dare you full name me.”

Trini reverted back to using earphones so they could listen to music together, but someone always moved their head too much where the other’s bud always came out so she decided to get a splitter so they could still listen together, but have their individual earphones.

Zack and Jason (reluctantly) bet on who’s going to get their ass wiped during sparring between the girls during training each day because (one of them gets a little too sidetracked)

Their study dates are 20% flashcards and 80% ”if i fail this test tomorrow, you can tell the teacher why, Tri!” “that i couldn’t keep my hands to myself after i finally found your ticklish spot which took so long to find but it was so worth it though it may have resulted in a hole in your wall because you tried blindly kicking at me?”

Trini secretly loves when Kim plays with her hair, especially when she’s had a stressful day
she’ll collapse into her lap and let her do her thing, letting her caress her hair and gently scratch at her scalp

Kim watches her girlfriend go from grumpy cat to lazy sleepy content cat (she totally awes at the accidental purr that comes out)
Kim is the only one that’s allowed to unbraid/braid Trini’s hair

Here’s Kim’s words of advice and reassuring comments to Trini introducing herself as her girlfriend for the first time “Breathe. You’re going to do fine. You’ll be great. Just think about something calming, soothing, relaxing.
“Like what?”
“Think about me. Naked.”

Kim willing to fight anyone who insults or harms Trini in anyway and becoming furiously protective

Trini trying to bite back her words of anger and hatred when Amanda and her minions make a harsh snide comment to Kimberly knowing she won’t be able to stop any sort of aggression once it starts

Comforting each other about their
past and current home life

Instead of passing generic notes, they’re either playing tic tac toe, telling one another jokes or Kim drawing mini comics and Trini attempting to continue the story with her stick figures

Kim getting jealous when this new girl starts flirting with Trini and because this oblivious gay can’t tell the difference between a friendly compliment and I’m-trying-to-ask-you-out-on-a-date compliment, she unknowingly flirts back

Trini getting jealous when Jason asks if he can talk to Kimberly in private, when Kimberly cancels their plans because she promised to hang out with him and when Jason let’s it slip that Kim visits him in his room at night to talk about things that are troubling instead of talking to her

Kim volunteering to babysit Trini’s brothers with her
Discussing/”Making Up” stories about the Power Rangers with them
Trading embarrassing stories about Trini
Shyly but trying to act intimidating as they interrogate Kim to see if she’s good enough for their sister
Innocently asking if Kim and Trini are dating
Teasingly throwing the girlfriend word around the girls
Board Games
Movie Nights
Them and Kim getting competitive with one another during video games
Talking about their favorite superheroes as they show her their action figures
Questioning her if she believes in aliens

Kim sitting next to Trini or in front of her during Biology so they can reach under the desk and hold hands, y’know whisper in one another’s ears like losers, doodle in each other’s margin on their notebooks

Sneaking into each other’s rooms through the window

Both calming the other down after a nightmare
Kim stealing all of Trini’s flannels, jackets, hoodies. (Beanies are harder to get though she managed to steal her yellow one and replaced it before she was caught.)

Trini occasionally borrowing one of Kim’s shirts/tops

neck kisses
shoulder kisses
forehead kisses
nose kisses
cheek kisses
stomach kisses

Trini staring at Kim’s lips when she talks
Kim glancing at Trini’ lips when they’re sitting or standing too close

lip bites

Playfully bickering on who gets to be the big spoon always even though they switch it up all the time

Being able to keep up with each other’s snark, wit, sass, and sarcasm
Sly smiles
Knowing smug smirks
Suggestive glances
Amused arched eyebrows
Challenging one another

Trini resting her head on Kim’s shoulder

Kim resting her head atop of Trini’s

Trying out different cafés, bakeries, patisseries, coffee shops and learning and eventually knowing each other’s orders at all of them

jokes, innuendos, pick up lines, teasing, banter
eye rolls all the time
exaggerated eyelash batting
Kim flirtatiously winking
pleading pouting lips
Fake offended gasp
hugs from behind

Kim leaning her chin on top of Trini’s head or her shoulder

both being easily whipped and persuaded/convinced by the other

whispering sweet nothings before saying something dumb and stupid and playfully insultful to get rid of the cheesy, sappy, sentiment

Trini judging Kim’s music tastes and both of them trying to find a common genre

Finding places with the best views of the town/taking each other on random adventures

Late night car rides with the windows down

They frequent the cliff edge that overlooks the lake (swimming hole?) for a good view of the lights

If Trini can convince Kim to go hike up the mountain together in the morning, they watch the sunrise, but usually they watch the sunset after school/training

Drive In Movie Theater which either results in Kim being totally invested and Trini taking a nap or having a popcorn catching contest

Sharing Milkshakes

They always share the last donut and have a showdown on who gets the last piece

Taking selfies in those In N Out hats when they go out for burgers

Trini finds Kim singing into a hairbrush and dancing around her room one day as she blasts Top 40 Pop Songs
It takes roughly about 15 seconds to get her to begrudgingly join in
But she’s just in awe at the girl’s voice and so is Kim when Trini starts singing
They’re both panicking

Racing one another just for fun (of course where no one will see)

Snowball fights

Behind the bleachers, rooftop, girl’s bathroom on the second floor or in a quiet vacant hidden corner in the library is where you’ll find them alone ditching class and being unusually couple-ish (The janitor’s closet was just downright disgusting and smelled of cheap chlorine bleach and sanitizer even with their superhuman powers, chemicals still had some effect on their body)

Squeezing each other’s hand for comfort or reassurance along with rubbing their thumb over one another’s knuckles

Trusting one another more than anyone

taking turns resting their head on the other’s chest

Trini resting her head in Kimberly’s lap as she’s sprawled out on the couch

Zack giving Kimberly the shovel talk and Jason giving Trini the shovel talk even though they care for both girls
It’s a ridiculously lovable somewhat annoying act

Trini calling Kim “Princess”

kissing one another’s palms and wrists

both being in utter awe that someone as amazing and beautiful wants to date them

rubbing soothing circles on one another’s hands when the other gets nervous/anxious

Kim tracing abstract patterns on Trini’s back when she’s sleeping

long walks or hiking up those mountain trails
talking to each other all night and even when one falls asleep the other doesn’t hang up the phone, lovesick idiots

When Kim asks Trini what she did to get into detention this time, if she isn’t sending a death glare towards Zack and groaning like she’s suffering through hell and back, she just gives a sheepish smile and a nonchalant shrug because she’s not going to admit that she volunteers to go to this and the teacher could care less

Taking photographs

Kim’s mirror is covered in polaroids and Trini has a secret album

Trini finding out that Kim can do an absolutely believable flawless British accent (you figure out the details)

Kim mouthing the lines to movies and tv shows and Trini’s not even paying attention to the screen anymore like always

God forbid, they have hidden poetry/song books about one another that neither of have told them about.

Tickle Fights

Kim complimenting Trini all the time just to see her blush

The only time they will ever carry each other without being a stumbling blushing mess or arguing over the position in carrying is when one of them is injured or asleep

Star Gazing on top of Kim’s roof

They totally had the same idea of kissing in the rain even though they both know it’s a fricking cliche because a) they can’t get sick and b) they’re saps and hopeless romantics even if they won’t admit it

Having a snowman contest

Kim pushing Trini into the pool and Trini pulling her in with her

Kim booping Trini on the nose and Trini is just bewildered

They take turns bringing each other drinks and donuts for breakfast during the school week (Jason scolds them about needing to eat a healthier breakfast)

They meet up before first period then always text each other before their next classes/during passing periods/hallway traffic jam to complain or give them a heads up about things instead of walking one another to class

Stealing from another’s food during lunch
though it turns more into a game of sorts

Whoever gets out earlier from class waits by the other’s locker after school

Let’s just say the Rangers can’t get drunk so they inevitably try to drink themselves to death, but a body shot and a lap dance ensues

“Do you trust me?”
“Not with my water bottle and definitely not over a cliff.”

“If she goes, I go.”

“You’re an idiot.”

“That’s just your way of telling me, you love me. I’ve cracked that code a long time ago, Hart.”

“Will you please just shut up for a second and stop doubting yourself and listen to me! You’re beautiful.”

“Why did we agree to play Seven Minutes in Heaven?”
“Did they just tell us to go fuck in a closet?”
“The irony hasn’t escaped me.”

“I hate this town. I hate these faces. I’m just so tired of everything, except you. Never you.”

“You’re not short,you’re just tiny.”

“I don’t remember falling in love with you. I just remember you grabbing onto my hand and squeezing way too hard when we were about to be pummeled to our deaths by a train and in that terrifying second I couldn’t process anything except a single thought which was, “You’re dying just admit you’re gay and pretty girls make you weak.”

“You’ve been shutting everyone out that genuinely cares about you”
“Not everyone, not you.”

“Do you think the world could suddenly end on a night as quiet as this?”

“Let me ask you something. Do you think there’s such a thing as a perfect day?”
“What?”
“A perfect day. Start to finish. When nothing terrible or sad or ordinary happens. Do you think it’s possible?”

“We spend our whole lives stuck in the labyrinth, thinking about how we’ll escape one day, and how awesome it will be, and imagining that future keeps us going, but we’ll never do it. We just use the future to escape the present. Truth is, we’ll never actually be rid of Angel Grove, we’re still Power Rangers and just like any other superhero we’ll end up staying exactly where we are. Unfortunately our home isn’t a city.” “Well, at least it has you.”

“You were not meant to simply be pretty. You were meant to fight back, so get up and face it.”

“What’s inside is what matters. You are so much smarter than they give you credit for.”

“I am aware that I am less than some people prefer me to be, but most people are unaware that I am so much more than what they see.”

“I feel lost inside myself.”

“I’m not perfect, but I’m original.”

“Tell me every terrible thing you ever did and let me love you anyway.”

“The happiest people, don’t have the best of everything, they just make the best of everything.”

“Perhaps, I want nothing more than to fall asleep next to you.”

“My life will end someday and so will yours, hopefully we die roughly around the same age, not that I want you to die ever but I don’t want you suffering of heartbreak like some depressing Hallmark movie so just kiss me anytime.”

“Thank you, for making me feel less alone.”

“I stopped explaining myself when I realized people only understand from their level of perception.”

“You are alive. You are not a sad story.”

“I love you, but don’t know what to do.”

“You can’t love someone unless you love yourself first.” Bullshit.
I have never loved myself.
But you
Oh god, I loved you so much I forgot what hating myself felt like.”

“Why did you do that?”
“Because I love you.”

“I would never let anybody or anything hurt you.”

“I don’t know for sure what I’m feeling. I don’t think you know exactly what you’re feeling either. This is all new or maybe we’ve felt this way for quite sometime, but refused to acknowledge them. What I do know is that, whatever mutual feelings we have for one another is not going to jeopardize our friendship.We’re not going to let that happen.”

“Just talk to me.”

“What is wrong with you?”
“I’m crazy, remember?”

Kim noticing that Trini has bad social anxiety especially when she’s seated or standing in a public closed in crowd so she always makes it a priority to get seats near the windows in the corner or a seat where Trini’s back is covered
Kim trying to learn Spanish on her own not just to impress Trini (that’s just an added bonus) but to make it easier for Trini’s brothers and dad to communicate with her. She manages to even impress Trini’s mom and manages to have forge somewhat of an acquaintanceship, but she’s still wary.

They’re in love, that’s all I’ve got to say.

Doubt (reader x Bucky Drabble)

Characters: reader x Bucky, Natasha

Summary: A competition about who loves the other more reveals a deeper, sadder truth. 

Warnings: some fluff, then the angst. Sorry. 

Word Count: 1082

A/N: I don’t know where this came from but my brain wanted some late-night angst, so here you go. Perhaps I shouldn’t dwell on past relationships and their pitfalls late at night. Hm…
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Originally posted by gliceria

Chime.

You paused for a moment, tangled in an impossible dress that Natasha insisted you try on. Where the hell were the sleeves in this thing?!? Defeated, you decided to pull the dress off over your head and reassess the sleeves/neck hole/straps situation. Only Nat would find interest in such a complicated article of clothing.

Chime.

Freed from the cloth, you smoothed down your hair and took another look at the dress.

Chime.

“If you don’t answer that damn phone, I’m gonna smash it,” the redhead bellowed from the changing room next door.

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anonymous asked:

listen you can ship whatever you want but never again compare steggy and stucky, peggy is the single most important person in steve's life, she has motivated him to do everything he does, she has been his only support in life, wouldnt be cap without her and he has never loved will never love anyone else more than he loves peggy, it's nowhere near a radom childhood friend that died in the war, just cause you want to see two hot dudes kissing doesnt mean you will prop bucky and steve's friendship

Wow……I mean I literally said in the post that disregarding the depth and extent of Steve and Bucky’s bond to justify a het pairing is the most thinly veiled example of homophobia in the fanbase and here you are….proving my point lmao.

Let’s break this down shall we:
-“Peggy is the single most important person in Steve’s life” - False. Bucky was. Quote to support- “Best friends since childhood, Bucky Barnes and Steven Rogers were inseparable on both schoolyard and battlefield.”

- “She has motivated him to do everything he does.” - False. Bucky has been his driving motivation throughout all 3 Cap movies. Quote to support - “I won’t stop until all of Hydra are captured or dead” (spoken after Hydra were the cause of Bucky falling)

- “She has been his only support in life” - False??? She was literally around for like 2 years of his life, if that. They kissed one time and never went on a date. Bucky however, literally at times the only support he had. Quote to support - “Even when I had nothing, I had Bucky.”

- “Wouldn’t be Cap without her.” False. He was already Cap. He got chosen to be Cap bc he already had all the characteristics they wanted for their poster boy. It was Erskine who gave him the serum not Peggy. And the moment he actually became Captain America: The First Avenger™ was when he went on a one man solo mission with the sole intention of rescuing Bucky. That’s when he became more than just a “dancing monkey.”, his need to protect Bucky. Quote to support - “What are you going to do, walk to Austria?” “If that’s what it takes.”

- “He has never loved, will never love anyone as much as he loves Peggy.” False. Took him approximately half an hour after her funeral to make out with her niece. Peggy was important to him no doubt, but like previously mentioned, they kissed once, never went on a date, and didn’t really even know each other.

- “It’s nowhere near a random childhood friend that died in the war.” Bullshit lmao. I don’t even have the time. They were best friends who were inseparable. Quotes to support the level of bullshit this statement is - “Thanks Buck, but I can get by on my own” “That’s the thing, you don’t have to. Because I’m with you til the end of the line”

Get to fuck with your transparent as hell homophobia, I don’t have the time for it.

So, i’ve been pondering the teaser trailer and while I’m super into most of the interpretations I’ve seen, I had an idea spark into my head about an alternate interpretation. Now, mind you, I’m not 100% sold on this meta, even though I’m the one writing it, but I figured I’d put the idea out there and see if I can convince myself, or maybe anyone else has some other insight into it.

So first off, this hinges on the idea of “balance” that we’ve been screaming about for 40 years of Star Wars. We know, thanks to The Force Awakens novelization, that Snoke prizes Kylo Ren above anyone else because he is the child of balance.

It is where you are from. What you are made of. The dark side—and the light. 

That being said, even with Kylo Ren knowing this, he still swears that he must be Dark Side, that being called to the light is somehow bad. Snoke views him as like, the epitome of the force, but Kylo Ren is resistant to the idea.

So anyway, let’s get into the actual thought I was having. In the trailer, Luke’s voice tells Rey (assumably) to “Reach out. What do you see?” Rey responds “Light. Darkness. A Balance.” 

Most people are interpreting this as Rey reaching out into the force, describing the force as light and dark and balanced. But that seems to over-simplify it. Obviously we as viewers are aware that the force can be dark and light. The balance isn’t a new concept to us, we’ve been talking about it forever. What seems like !!!! GREY JEDI !!!! sort of hint is actually pretty standard fair for what we’ve come to expect from the Star Wars movies, light side, dark side, balance yo.

So what I’m thinking, and like I said, I’m not 100% sold on this idea myself, so I’m really just spitballing here… is that Luke is fully aware of the connection between Rey and Kylo Ren. He can tell that they are linked in the force. And so he tests it, he has her test the limit of the connection. He tells her to “Reach out” and she connects with Kylo Ren (perhaps unknowing that it’s him she’s connecting to). Luke can tell, so he asks “what do you see?”

Rey responds: Light.

Originally posted by doctorwhogeneration

And we get a shot of Kylo Ren’s mother. His light. Leia’s voice calls out “You’re my only hope.”

And then Rey says: Darkness.

Originally posted by terapid

And we get a shot of Kylo Ren’s helmet - with eyes that look closer to Vader’s helmet. His mask of the dark side. Vader breathing. Obi-wan saying “He was seduced by the dark side.” 

And then Rey says: A Balance.

And we see a hand touching an ancient page with a Jedi symbol. I’m doubtful that would be Luke, as I believe he has a black glove? And he wasn’t even wearing a glove in TFA so. I’m not feeling it being Rey because with the exception of her on Jakku, she’s not really been a glove kind of gal. For the sake of this speculative meta, I’m going to say that this is the gloved hand of Ben Solo discovering these books on his adventures with Luke - which led to his falling out with Luke. 

SO YEAH. If that’s the case, then Rey’s words, Light, Darkness, A Balance would have all been illustrated in this teaser trailer by something with a direct connection to Ben/Ren. Which would seem to suggest that it’s not just the force she’s reaching out into but, but her connection to Kylo Ren. And what she sees isn’t a growing Sith Lord, but someone who will bring balance to the force with her.

Any thoughts or additions or arguments? This is just stream of consciousness meta-ing here so I’d love to hear other feedback!

Kitten

(A/N): super cute request! 

Request: Can you write a SteveXreader where the reader is a shape shifter and turns into a kitten and Steve finds her and just fluff and he finds out that the reader can shapeshift by her falling asleep on Steve in kitten form and turning human on accident:))

Warnings:  none?

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Originally posted by music-is-love-4ever

   (Y/N) was new to the team, not really, they’d been around for half a year but since there hadn’t Been any missions they were still considered the new kid. In fact, so new that no one knew what they brought to the table. One day fury just showed up to drop (Y/N) off before leaving once again and since then they hadn’t heard from him. No one had even questioned why (Y/N) was a part of the team, they just were. As far as anyone knew all (Y/N) could do was throw a punch or two but no one was complaining, it was nice to have another set of hands around the tower. 

   Nat liked to take (Y/N) shopping, Sam loved to tell war stories to them, They loved to hang around Tony’s lab while he worked, they had always been so kind to Bruce and Bucky, but if anyone valued them the most it would have to be Steve. 

   From day one he took (Y/N) under his wing, essentially made them his protidgy. They’d been training together for 6 months and it would have been crazy not to immediately like them. They had a great personality, so sweet and so funny, plus they were hardworking, focused, and the perfect soldier.

    Steve had bonded with them right away and from there they’d been two peas in a pod. Always at each others side, always talking to each other, sometimes they would even unconsciously touch each other, just a casual shoulder brush there, maybe a little hand touching here. Any way they could be connected you bet they’d try it and Steve’s recent way of connecting had been weekly movie nights. 

   He needed to get caught up with the times (and spend time with (Y/N)) so (Y/N) was more than happy to share his movie collection with him every week. The two would curl up together, hunker down and watch these so called timeless movies (jurassic park, pulp fiction, saw, nightmare on elm street) but when Steve walked into (Y/N)’s apartment that evening there was no sign of them in sight. The tv wasn’t on, nor were any of the appliances. The only sign of life was a small kitten, perched atop (Y/N)’s couch as it stared at him curiously. Since when did (Y/N) have a cat? He was here only yesterday and there had been no sign of any furry creature and Steve highly doubted that (Y/N) would leave a small kitten home all alone after only having it for a day, if even that.

    “Hey there kitty,” Steve reached out, petting the small kittens ears. “What are you doing here?” The cat purred happily, nuzzling it’s tiny hand up against Steve’s palm. “Well aren’t you a cutie?” The cat mewled at Steve’s words, bucking up against his hand even more. Steve smiled as he crouched down, Patting his thighs as though the cat would really listen to him- 

   The cat jumps from the back of the couch, slowly sauntering over to Steve where it then proceeded to rub it’s tiny little face all over his legs.

    Steve chuckles as he picks the kitten up, being careful not to aggravate the little creature. The kitten Mewls and paws at Steve’s face, resting their tiny, wonderful paws on his nose. Steve laughed and he could have sworn he saw the kitten smile.

   "Well, why don’t we wait for (Y/N) together, yeah?“ The kitten purrs as it rubs it’s face against Steve’s chin, stopping to nibble on his flesh now and then. With a fond smile Steve settled onto (Y/N)’s couch, the kitten still within his clutches. 

   He would have turned on the tv or at least some music but the kitten had taken up all of his attention. It playfully pounced on his chest, played with his hair, and even licked his nose with their sandpapery tongue. 

   The hours began to tick by where Steve and the kitten were just playing together but around 12:45 Steve had passed out like a light, the kitten following not too far behind.  


   When Steve woke their was a pleasant weight settled on top of him and a strange kind if warmth surrounded him, but it was nice too. Steve groaned softly as he absentmindedly adjusted his arms over whatever he was holding, which for the record, was not a kitten.

    It takes a few moments to register what’s going on before Steve jumps of the couch, nearly screaming in fright. The fall wakes up whoever, or whatever he had been holding. 

   "Oh my- oh my god!” A familiar voice squeaked, as it usually did when it was embarrassed or nervous. “I’m so sorry Steve!”

    “(Y/N)?” Steve eyes them curiously, his brows furrowed as he tries to figure out exactly what had happened. He’d gone to sleep with a kitten and yet when he awoke there was a full human being atop him and not to mention a naked one too. “What- why were you-” (Y/N) blushes profusely as they curl in in them self, trying to cover anything they possibly could, chest, abdomen, arms, legs, anything. 

   "I shouldn’t have slept on you, I knew this was gonna happen, I’m so sorry Steve-“ 

   ”(Y/N), slow down, slow down,“ He crouched to their level, placing his hands on their shoulders as he purposely avoided looking anywhere but their eyes. "What’s happened last night?” (Y/N) bites their lip as they curl around themself more, nearly making it impossible for Steve to keep his grip on them and that’s when he notices them shiver, and rather violently too. “Are you cold?” (Y/N) nods as they tuck their legs beneath them, trying to shield themselves in any way. Steve wasted no time in grabbing a blanket for them and wrapping it around their smaller form. “Better?” (Y/N) nods meekly, pulling the blanket around their body tighter. “So, do you want to tell me why I woke up to you naked on me this morning?” His tone was supposed to be light and playful but it surely don’t come off that way, leaving (Y/N) to recoil and grimace. 

   "I uh- um- I can kinda do this thing where I manipulate my DNA so I can change forms…“ Steve’s brows furrow and as his lips part to ask a question (Y/N) is already responding. "I can shapeshift and I apparently really like being a cat,” (Y/N) blushes, their face nearly very red within the morning sun. Steve allows their words to sink in, to really get below his skin and fester. So it had been (Y/N) last night, not some sweet little kitten. Suddenly it clicks for him, why Fury wanted (Y/N) on the team because they were valuable, having them on their team would greatly benefit shield.

    “(Y/N),” Steve whispered, his tone just as light as his touch on their shoulders. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

    “I was scared,” (Y/N) rubbed their nose against their arm, another way to avoid Steve’s gaze. 

   "Scared of what?“

    "Of what you’d think of me…" 

   ”(Y/N), that’s crazy,“ Steve chuckles. "I let a German scientist experiment on me so I could protect a nation, a German scientist I didn’t know for long either,” Steve smiled at them gently. “Just because you can change your molecules or whatever isn’t going to change my opinion of you," 

   "really?” (Y/N) asks quietly, finally meeting Steve’s gaze. Steve nods, giving them a reassuring smile. 

   "Really.“ (Y/N) smiled widely before pouncing upon Steve, hugging him tightly.

    "Oh thank god Steve,” They cried in disbelief. “I-I thought you’d hate me or- oh thank god,” They rest their forehead against Steve’s, leaving the two so close he could feel their breath on his lips. 

   "No doll,“ Steve breathed softly, watching the way (Y/N)’s body responded to him, the touch of his hands on their bare back, his breath on their lips, his lips so tantalizingly close that they could almost taste him- "I could never hate you,” (Y/N) sighs shakily, nuzzling their nose against Steve’s, almost like a cat if Steve thought about it. 

   The two remain like that for some time, with (Y/N) upon Steve’s lap, his arms wrapped around them loosely. It was rather comforting, to have such a pleasant warmth settled atop Steve. Or at least it was pleasant until Steve remembered one tiny fact.

    “(Y/N), you’re still naked,”

The Character Progression of Wanda Maximoff: Or Tony Stark’s Blame Game and the Story of the Failed Redemption Arc

I was asked the other day what I thought about Wanda Maximoff. Obviously, I have many thoughts about her. I’ve spoken bits and pieces of it. But I’ve never actually put together a coherent timeline, to point out exactly what bugs me - or rather, the exact point where Wanda’s character ultimately became completely irredeemable. 

Wanda is an important character for me, because I’ve always had a bit of a girl crush on the version of her in the comics. Her reality bending powers were awesome and as a child, I would imagine having them too.  As such, you will have to forgive me for the EXTEMELY LONG POST - because I have a lot of feelings about her very flawed portrayal in the MCU.

Wanda starts out as the girl on a quest for revenge for the deaths of her parents.

We are told that she and her brother are traumatized by the deaths of their parents, who were killed in an explosion created by a Stark missile.

They inexplicably blame Tony for it. 

I’ve already spoken on separate occasions on how much of a logic fail that is, and so have @lady-may-driu​ and @alethiaii​ and @thealextheshipper​ and other beautiful people of the TSDS. For more, see this excellent post (by @lady-may-driu). I won’t dwell on it further. The problem is that, instead of saying this idea is wrong, the MCU JUSTIFIES it - a feeling which ultimately showed up in the fandom. They justify this.

It’s totally super okay, because Tony Stark is a murderer *insert Tony-hate rant.

Nope - it’s not okay. Wanda and Pietro have a problem of perception, which becomes very clear even back in AoU. In Johannesburg, the twins and Tony meet faces to face plate for the first time, and Pietro makes a sarcastic comment about this being just like old times.

In other words, the twins equate this man:

with this man:

Yes, I deliberately picked an image of Afghanistan Tony, at the fateful weapons demonstration that would later change his life. Because you know what? That weapons presentation was at an US MILITARY BASE. It was for a LEGITIMATE GOVERNMENTAL CONTRACT. The Jericho is obviously a very dangerous weapon - but Tony is there legitimately, encouraged by the authorities of his country. 

He is not a black market weapons smuggler, twirling his mustache and making profit over illegally sold weapons.

In case you’re wondering, that’s this guy:

Remember him? Tony’s father figure who double-dealt behind his back and then tried to kill him? This is Tony’s Klaue. But apparently, a big part of the fandom, and of the MCU have forgotten, never found out or deliberately ignore it. This is the bad guy - the true Merchant of Death.

“This was never my life”, Tony says - and that’s completely true, because it wasn’t. He was a weapons’ manufacturer. At most, he was irresponsible. That doesn’t make him a murderer. The fandom and the twins disagree.

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I’m almost too lazy to make this post because God it’s just so self explanatory but my loyalty to Temari runs too deep so here goes: 

They did exactly what I called they were gonna do and made her an over aggressive nagging house wive. This is why I complained over and over again three years ago when I saw they had moved her to Konoha because I KNEW someway somehow they were going to subject her character to this. They want her to be Yoshino 2.0 even though that’s NEVER been who she is because “lmao get it Shikamaru is just like his dad! Parallels!!”. They don’t take the time to think about how her character would actually react because none of that matters now - she exists solely to be Shikamaru’s wife. 

Some people are crying “abuse!” at what she did but I don’t really want to go there tbh. It’s very clear that in the Naruto universe things we find abusive are just par for the course. Calling out Temari in this instance would require we call out basically ever other female character which is not realistic. Domestic violence in Naruto is always played for laughs which is obviously fucked up but not something I think it’s fair to fault the characters for as we’re not intended to see it as abusive (even though realistically it is). No, what I really take issue with is the fact that being an overbearing and strict mother/wife is basically all Temari is given to do. 

This woman was born in one of the most fucked up situations of any character we see. He father was a walking human disaster, her mother was dead, and her youngest brother had a nasty habit of slaughtering anyone who looked at him the wrong way. She has always been strong and confident but throughout the series she softens considerably as she learns caring is not a weakness. She is a better diplomat than either of her brothers and remains calm and collected in even the tensest of situations. Her dynamic with Shikamaru has always been one of mutual respect and understanding which is what makes their relationship work so well (and IMO better than any of the canon relationships we got). Yes, Temari is a take no shit kind of person who probably WOULD chastise her son for his pitiful behavior - but not in the way we’re shown. In Boruto her parenting method basically amounted to “I’m just going to hit you and intimidate you until you get the picture and ultimately just end up listening to your cooler nicer wiser dad.” She doesn’t actually say anything of significance to Shikadai at all - that is reserved entirely for Shikamaru as he’s the influential one in their sons life. Temari is just there to be the ol’ ball-and-chain ~what a drag~ mom whose only dominion is the house she is confined to. THEN there’s the fact that Temari refusing to make dinner inevitably meant neither Shikamaru nor Shikadai could eat - as if a grown man could not make his own dinner and HAD to have his wife do it because it’s her domestic ~duty~. This is extra and dramatic but it actually makes me sick that they’re doing this to her. After everything she went through she would have something worthwhile to add to the conversation other than “bah you’re too easy on him I’m going to withhold meals to prove a point!!!”. She doesn’t treat her brothers like this and they’re consistently shown to value her opinion because her opinion is worth hearing. 

Temari played a crucial role in Suna politics prior to the end of the series. She sat on the council and came with Gaara to all the kage summits/meetings. She was one of the best kunoichi in the series just brimming with potential and strength and ferocity. During the war I began to get annoyed with how much they were making her revolve around Shikamaru’s character because after a certain point basically all her dialogue was in relation to him. That’s when I knew things were about to take a hard left turn for shits-ville and boy was I right. In chapter 700 ALL we see her doing is sitting in a house chastising her son and serving her brothers tea before they head out to a kage meeting without her. We don’t get any indication that she’s still affiliated with Suna, hell we don’t even get any indication that she’s still a ninja. In the boruto manga/movie she doesn’t interact with her siblings ONCE and is not with them in the pit with all the other Kage/advisors. I was happy to see she still had her fan but other than that I left highly unimpressed. Now in the anime she is ONCE AGAIN pictured in a house, serving people drinks and nagging away as if that’s all she’s good for anymore. I know it was played as a joke but that’s exactly what makes me so mad - her character has become nothing more than a trope meant to appeal to the lowest common denominator. The nagging housewive angle truly is the lowest hanging fruit but studio peirrot really could not resist could they.

Nevermind the fact that it would have been way funnier had they subverted the whole “why did you marry such a strict woman” thing by having Shikadai side with his mom instead, saying something to the effect of “why did you marry such an unmotivated slacker”. Can we stop treating Temari like she’s just an overly aggressive loaded gun that’s just one mistep away from going off. I mean I genuinely love Shikatema but I do not think the Boruto anime understands Shikatema. Part of me still wishes they just hadn’t got together because they don’t actually feel like “them” when they’re portrayed like this. No one is being respected as a character. 

Anyway all this to say I’m basically done with the Boruto anime now. I might still watch the next couple of episodes because curiosity is gonna get the better of me but emotionally I have severed all connections. It just comes down to the fact that I cannot handle them so grossly mischaracterizing characters that I have loved since I was 11 years old. I actually don’t mind the new gen when they’re on their own but every damn time they show one of the original characters they manage to fuck them up in some way. We see it with Temari, with Naruto, with Yamato, with Sakura. Hell I can’t stand Sasuke and even I’m mad about what they did to him post chapter 699. I am never going to like the new gen characters more than the original cast so if watching Boruto means seeing them get completely decimated then I’m not gonna watch it. Simple as that. Naruto being an absent father is the worst crime but I have no doubt they’ll continue to top that in future episodes. 

ScarletVision kissing scene, the theory.

I’m writing this theory when I should be studying for my Anthropology class for tomorrow. I’m tired, it’s 00:37 am, and I have a full mug of coffee with hot chocolate in front of me. I would rather die than say that this was not worth it

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The Anatomy of a Blowjob

please place all blame squarely on the shoulders of @caramelkru WHERE IT BELONGS

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If there’s anything Bellamy has learnt in all his years of life, it’s that the more alcohol someone puts into his friends, the more ridiculous the texts they send him are.

For example, one time Miller messaged him at half one in the morning asking him if he knew where he could find breadfruit because it was ‘super important’. Another time Murphy sent him the entire Bee movie script, which resulted in his number being blocked for at least a month.

Honestly, those aren’t even the worst of it.

Tonight, he’s decided to stay home, so he’s expecting the usual barrage of texts, as well as a slurred phone call around 1am from someone asking if they can either crash on his couch, or for a drop home.

Sometime after nine, his phone buzzes, and he’s halfway through getting ready to tell Octavia that no, he can’t spare a few hours to come hang when he has a veritable mountain of grading to trudge through, but stops short when he sees that it’s Clarke.

[9:24pm] Clarke: are giving blowjobs like riding a bike???

[9:24pm] Clarke: as in, you never forget how to do it no matter how long it’s been??

His phone doesn’t quite slip out of his hand when he reads it, but comes startlingly close to, and he finds himself fumbling to keep it within his grip, accidentally opening his camera in the process. Meanwhile, the pen cap he was gnawing on while marking essays falls out of his mouth.

The text is still there by the time he rights himself and gets back to his messages, and he fucking pinches himself to make sure he’s not dreaming.

Finally, he manages to gather his bearings long enough to type back,

[9:28pm] Bellamy: How the fuck am I supposed to know???

He’s still staring dumbfounded at his phone, trying to wrap his around all of this, by the time she replies, sending several texts in quick succession.

[9:30pm] Clarke: because you’re the only other mga person in our friend group

[9:30pm] Clarke: well, besides raven, but she only ever dated guys before luna and idk luna that well to ask her about this

[9:30pm] Clarke: but you’ve only hooked up with girls for a while before hooking up with a guy right?

[9:30pm] Clarke: so like, was it hard??

[9:30pm] Clarke: pun intended lmao

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FRIDAY the matchmaker (Bucky X Reader)

Title: FRIDAY the matchmaker

Pairing: Bucky X Reader 

Genre: Fluff

Summary: FRIDAY, stark tower’s resident artificial intelligence (A.I.), could not help but matchmake the duo. 

MASTERLIST

“Ms. (Y/N), Mr. Barnes is having some trouble with his hair in the gym. Would you care to give him a hand?” Friday’s voice sounded in the empty common room.

(Y/N)’s face showed an expression of confusion as she stood up and walked towards the gym as she replied the A.I., “Ok…ay sure. Did Bucky ask for me?”

She was met with silence and she started doubting if Friday was purposely ignoring her question.

It wasn’t the first time Friday has sprung out of nowhere, asking (Y/N) to join Bucky for breakfast because he was alone, telling (Y/N) that Bucky was injured and didn’t mention to the team when they came back from missions and so forth.

It didn’t seem like the type of thing an A.I would mention but she pushed it out of her mind and busied herself with Bucky.

It wasn’t only (Y/N) that Friday spoke to, on a more than normal basis. Friday seemed to call for Bucky more than often these days too.

“Mr. Barnes, would you care to join (Y/N) by the pool this afternoon? She seems to be alone and may need some help with the sunscreen.” the A.I. said, as Bucky stepped out of his shower.

“Uhh, okay… I guess?” Bucky replied, pulling a tank top over his head.

Bucky was no less puzzled at Friday’s antics. The A.I. seems to be very invested in telling Bucky where (Y/N) was and what she was doing. Though it wasn’t that Bucky minded. He as more than happy to have more time around (Y/N).


The compound was empty apart from Bucky and (Y/N). Everyone was away on missions and the duo was left to house-sit. They were lounging on the couch, a random movie playing on the television screen.

“This is boring Bucks.” (Y/N) groaned, stretching herself and flipping her body to face the man next to her.

Before Bucky could reply, Friday’s voice resonated around the room. “Could I suggest a movie, Ms. (Y/N), Mr. Barnes? It is the latest update we have in the Stark system.” the A.I. said.

The two looked at each other and hummed their agreement as the A.I. pulled the curtains, dimmed the lights and played the movie.

A couple of minutes into the movie, they realized that Friday had played a horror movie. (Y/N) had not hated the huge projector screen until this very moment. As the movie progressed, (Y/N) has already scrunched up next to Bucky, her throw pulled up covering up her face. She peeped from the corner of her throw and tried to continue watching the movie despite her fear.

Bucky stiffened when he felt (Y/N) pressing up against him. Her warm body cuddled up next to him made his mind go haywire. A part of him was blank and a part of him wanted to pull the girl closer to him as he wraps his arms around her and snuggles in her warmth.

“Bucky, do you think the room just got colder?” (Y/N) murmured, leaning her body as close to Bucky as she possibly could.

“The super-serum kind of makes me immune to the cold doll.” he chuckled softly, subconsciously tugging her closer to him.

Tearing her eyes away from the screen in front on them, (Y/N) turned to body towards Bucky, their faces just inches apart. She took a deep breath, eyes fluttering to Bucky’s parted lips.

“Hey, Bucks. Do you think Friday’s being sneaky the past week?” she whispered.

Bucky let out a breath he was holding and helped (Y/N) tuck a hair stray hair behind her ear.

“Mm? I don’t know doll. If I didn’t know better I’d think Friday was trying to matchmake us.” he replied softly, a chuckle lacing his voice.

“Yeah…? If I didn’t know better, I would think Friday turned the air conditioning down to get us all cuddled up like that,” she answered, her lips curling into a small smirk.

“Guess we shouldn’t let our matchmaker down huh?” Bucky’s voice dropped an octave lower, his chest rumbling as he spoke.

He placed a hand behind her neck, metal arm around her waist, tugging the girl closer to his chest. His eyes peered into hers, trying to find any sign of reluctance.

When he was met with none, he guided her towards him and met their lips together in a soft and tender kiss.

“I suppose we should thank Friday huh?” (Y/N) chuckled out softly, tugging Bucky back for another searing kiss.


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Here’s something short for the weekend! Its just a simple drabble that stemmed from an idea I had when I was on the way to tutor this morning. It isn’t very good but I needed to write something light and fluffy. I hope you all enjoy it! As per usual, I would love any form of feedback and if anyone wants to be untagged or tagged, just drop me a message! 

For my other writings, search “Ting writes” on my Tumblr!”

Tony Stark’s “mistakes” in CW

Following some Tony-hate posts I’ve accidentally landed on, I decided to address the mistakes a lot of haters blame Tony for in CW.  Some of them, I’ve spoken about before - but I figured I’d put them all together. 

1. Tony signed the Accords

I’ve lost count of the number of people who’ve said Tony is selfish for signing the Accords. Because he’s apparently shifting the blame so that he wouldn’t have to respond for Ultron.

Tony is the only guy who said - Ultron, my fault. You know who never took responsibility for anything that happened in AoU? Wanda Maximoff. The same person whose mental attacks led Tony to fiddle with the scepter in the first place, who forced Bruce to turn into the Hulk and worked side by side with the crazy murder bot.

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Originally posted by pietromcximoff

This is the person who is victimized and turned into an angel by the writers and the fandom - not only to the detriment of Tony Stark, but to the detriment of Bucky Barnes.

Now, there will always be a political disagreement as to whether or not the Accords were the way to go. But it was what world authority wanted, and it’s not just because of Ultron, or of Tony. It’s because of Lagos too. “Victory at the expense of the innocent is no victory at all,” says King T’Chaka.

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I love how people act like Tony was the mastermind the Accords and conveniently forget about the king of the African nation whose citizen died in the unauthorized operation led by Steve. 

Signing the Accords IS taking responsibility. Honestly, the idea that signing the law “shifts blame” is ridiculous - because the Accords are meant to be a system to provide accountability. They’re not perfect, but they’re going to magically wave Ultron into the ether. It makes no sense to think they would. But apparently, because Steve Rogers says so, it has to be true.

Who took the blame for the people who died in Lagos? Wanda, supposedly - but Steve appears to think that’s unfair (which I agree with). What would Steve think is fair? Probably them just running around doing damage with no regard to anyone else.

Steve is the one who disregards the responsibility for his actions. I wonder… Had Tony been the one to say “the safest hands are still are own” - what would the reaction have been? 

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anonymous asked:

100% agree on your analysis of Jimin as a Slytherin!!! I know a lot of people (including myself) are shocked Namjoon put himself in Griffindoor over Ravenclaw though. I'm dying to hear your thoughts on this!!

HELLO and thank you! I’m glad you agree! And if anyone is curious here is a link to my thoughts on why jimin is the perfect slytherin. EDIT: And here is why Jungkook is a Ravenclaw!

//cracks knuckles MY TIME HAS COME

So… Namjoon. I, like you and a ton of other people, was really confused about him being in Gryffindor. But, the more I thought about it, the more I really came to not only accept it, but believe that he is a Gryffindor through and through. And please be advised this is going to devolve in to me gawking over how great of a human being Namjoon is, so if you don’t want to read about that please close your browser and think about why you don’t agree that he’s better than everyone else. okay?

okay.

Namjoon is a Gryffindor to the core, not a Ravenclaw

First of all, Namjoon supposedly sorted everyone else, but I have a small sneaking suspicion that he may not have sorted himself. We know he’s a fan of the movies at least, and he’s fluent in English, so if he’s a fan and he has access to sorting quizzes on Pottermore and other sites, is it so hard to believe that he hasn’t at least tried a few? Seriously, even the most casual of fans have tried getting sorted. It’s not that crazy of a thought. So… What if they put him in Gryffindor over Ravenclaw?

(I mean, when asked to do a British accent the first thing that he quotes was “Shut up Malfoy!”. If that ain’t the most Gryffindor thing…)

Also, Namjoon is a really humble guy. If he DID sort himself, I feel like he’d be the type of person who would shy away from saying “I’m smart, so I should be in Ravenclaw”. He’s always been pretty modest about his intelligence. And just because he is, doesn’t mean we should be. Seriously, Namjoon can be a goof but if you’re ever in doubt about how crazy smart he is, please watch this.

He has no problems recognizing the intelligence of others though – he raves about Jungkook being good at everything he does, and even gave him the nickname “Golden Maknae”,  so is it such a wonder he put Jungkook in Ravenclaw? (It should be noted that Ravenclaws also have a reputation for being eccentric and quirky. Prime example, Luna. If that isn’t a perfect descriptor for Jungkook idk what is)

So let’s look at what the common traits of Gryffindor are, shall we?

Such character traits of students sorted into Gryffindor are courage, chivalry, and determination. They can also be short-tempered. [x]

Okay so, courage. I could go on and on about how brave Namjoon is but like… we’ll be here all day. So let me keep this short and point you in the direction of one thing in particular that he has done. THIS TWEET.

It’s Rap Monster. A song about homosexuality. I heard this song before but I didn’t know the lyrics, now I know them and I like the song twice as much. I recommend Macklemore & Ryan Lewis - Same Love. http://hiphople.com/subtitle/619392

I have a lot of feelings about this tweet. And a lot of theories about WHY he tweeted that too – but no one wants to hear about those so that’s for another life post.

First – speaking out in support of homosexuality in Korea is a pretty huge deal, because homosexuality isn’t a really accepted lifestyle there. (It isn’t really accepted anywhere, truly, but you all know that.)

Here’s a pretty recent list on idols who support LGBT communities.  It’s a pretty god damn short list. I use the term ‘support’ loosely bc this article seems to equate ‘having gay friends’ as being a supportive ally. But Namjoon stands out pretty hard in this list because he doesn’t just say ‘i love my gay friends!’, he outright spoke out in support of homosexuality.

But Kiki, you say… Namjoon is hugely popular. He’s one of the biggest stars in Kpop. He could say whatever he wants now, right?

Well yeah, he can. But here’s the kicker! Look at the timestamp on that tweet. He tweeted that before they debuted

Namjoon was months away from launching his dream career, something he’d worked his entire life for. He was from a pretty small unknown company whose only claim to fame before that was that group that had two members blackmail an actor over something or another. He couldn’t afford bad press, and yet here comes Kim fucking Namjoon with his balls of steel willing to throw that all down the drain because god dammit he was going to tell the entire world about how much he supported the LGBT community and anyone who wanted to stand in his way of doing so could eat a fuckin dick. He could have kept his heckin mouth shut but he didn’t??? 

????

moving on.

Chivalry.

Chivalry is defined as:

1.the combination of qualities expected of an ideal knight, esp courage,honour, justice, and a readiness to help the weak

2.courteous behaviour, esp towards women

Courage, honor, justice, what I just talked about describes those things pretty perfectly.

I’d like to talk about honor for a sec though. Let’s look at a pretty famous Gryffindor – Ron. Ron was one of a shitload of children in his family. He outwardly always grumbled about not getting attention or whatever, but as a person, he was all about family. He put his family first, he didn’t gripe too hard about hand-me-downs to his parents because he knew they were trying their best, and he defends people he cares about.

There’s that famous scene (that I’m still salty they changed in the movies) where Hermione wants to answer a question and Snape gets mad at her for it. And he defends her – why ask the question if you’re not looking for an answer?

Ron always, always put his family first. So does Namjoon.

Take this gifset for example. The whole set is great and shows how much he really takes care of his members, his family, but this is what he does when he’s around them and also in front of people. Not all that surprsiing.

But please, please please please pay attention to the first gif. For people who don’t know the context, he was asked if he’d choose going solo or bangtan. He DID NOT KNOW HE WAS BEING FILMED. He could have shown his true colors and said that he preferred a solo career and all the glory, but even when given the chance to be completely open, his heart was still with Bangtan.

Another great example of Namjoon being completely selfless. Everyone here is praising themselves (and they have a right too, don’t get me wrong, you’re all great four for all of you) but when it gets to him, Namjoon says “We’ve always been pretty good.” We. Not I, not me, we. Everyone else is giving themselves some much deserved praise, but Namjoon is stuck on we are good, we’ve always been good.

Also don’t forget how important blood-related family is to him too.

And don’t you dare forget how important you, his extended family, is to him either.


Readiness to help the weak. I mean this goes without saying right?

And if you want to take courteous behaviour, esp towards women, literally, look at their glass-ceiling line in Not Today, that they said they used specifically knowing what it meant. and look who is credited for writing the lyrics! What’s that? It’s Namjoon? Wow, I did not see that one coming.

Speaking of lyrics – talk about having courage. Look at the lyrics he wrote for Reflection and Always.

They can also be short-tempered.

Okay so this doesn’t really apply to Namjoon. But I wanted to include it in there because it fittingly applies to another Gryffindor we know of… Namjoon wasn’t playing around when he sorted these guys. Bonus, here you can observe a hufflepuff and (fond) gryffindor in their natural habitat.


So let’s recap. Namjoon is pretty selfless, extremely caring of his friends and family, a feminist, an outspoken ally for those who are mistreated, and is so god damn intelligent everyone REALLY thought he belonged in Ravenclaw.

Wait a minute, I feel like I’ve heard about this person before… There was another Gryffindor like this, I’m sure of it… it’s on the tip of my tongue…

Ah right. 

I’m not saying Namjoon is our version Hermione Granger, but… that’s exactly what I’m saying.

The News Room. || Jughead Jones

Originally posted by dylanobrienbaby

word count : 696

pairing : Jughead x Reader

warnings : cheating, extreme sadness, anger,  like one or two curse words?

summary : Jughead and You had been dating for the last four years. You thought things were going really well until you walked in on him with Betty in the old news room.

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      When Jughead asked you to go out on your first date you were both surprised and really happy. You had always dreamed of dating Jughead, but the raven haired loner never seemed to go out with anyone. You weren’t sure if he wasn’t into anyone or was just really selective of who got close; which you for sure had to be one of the causes. 

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Red Jamie and the White Lady AU - Part 1

Well, this is the random plot bunny I had earlier today. I really have NO idea where this is going. I’m really intrigued by it though, so we’ll all have to wait and see I suppose. Tell me if you think I should continue on with this or just let it die. Not sure how many parts it should/will have. 

I don’t think I’ve ever written anything with Geillis in it before, so I’m not sure how well it works. Let me know what y’all think!!


Claire Elizabeth Beauchamp was a practical woman - belief in fairy tales, knights in shining armor, and love everlasting just didn’t have a place in her life. Geillis Duncan, her best friend and roommate, was the complete opposite. Claire often wondered to herself how they’d become friends, with so little in common.

“I don’t believe you,” Geillis said one night, tossing her thick, blonde hair over one shoulder.

“It doesn’t matter if you believe me. That has no bearing on the truth.”

Geillis’ green eyes rolled hard and she finished her glass of whiskey.

“How can you not believe in true love?”

“Because it doesn’t exist! Love is just a chemical reaction between two people who find each other visually appealing. Nothing more.”

“You mean to tell me,” Geillis said, sitting forward in her seat. “That you don’t believe your parents didn’t love each other?”

The blood drained from Claire’s naturally pale face.

“That was low and you know it.”

“Just because it still hurts doesn’t mean you should avoid it. They loved each other, didn’t they?”

“I wouldn’t know. I was too young when they both died. You know that, Geillis. Why would you bring it up?”

Her best friend, and often best source of irritation, stared at her curiously.

“There’s something about you, Claire. Always has been. Like you belong somewhere else.”

Claire grabbed Geillis’ bottle of her favorite whiskey and looked at it dramatically.

“Exactly how much was in this when you started drinking?”

“I’m not drunk! But I believe you are the product of true love, and that’s a rare thing. EVEN IF,” she said loudly to interrupt Claire’s protest. “You don’t believe in it, I do. And true love is the most powerful magic in the universe.”

With a sigh, she put the cap back on the whiskey and took her empty glass to the kitchen. They’d had this discussion before, at least a hundred times. But Claire was a practical woman. True love wasn’t practical or useful.

A small part of her, and she’d never admit this to Geillis, also believed no man had yet been worthy of her love - had she any to give. Even the one she was currently seeing was a calculated choice, not an infatuation. Frank was smart, had a successful career as a university professor, and had a good future. Herself newly finished with her medical training, she saw a comfortable future with Frank. Perhaps a child or two, once they got married. He was the practical choice, a good match of intellect and physical attraction. What else was there to look for in a man?

“You talk like you’ve felt this elusive true love before.”

“And what if I have?” Geillis asked from the depths of her room. “Would that change anything for you?”

“I can count on one fist the number of men you’ve loved, Geillis Duncan. We’ve been friends far too long for you to get away with that.”

Geillis returned to the front room dressed in her favorite baggy shirt and trousers, ready for their weekly film date.

“You cannot!”

Claire held up a fist and tried to count her fingers.

“That’s… None. Geillis, you’ve never been in love with anyone.”

“That is not true! I fall in love all the time! I LOVE love!”

“Nooo,” Claire said slowly, walking down to her own room. “You fall in lust. You bring him home, shag the hell out of him, and send him packing before the sheets have cooled.”

As she, too, dressed in her sleeping outfit, she heard Geillis snort.

“Just because I fall in love all the time doesn’t mean it doesn’t happen.”

“I long for the day,” Claire said, emerging as Geillis put a DVD into the player. “When you finally meet the man you’re just meant to be with. We’ll see what you say then.”

Those too-green eyes lit and glinted at her.

“You said when. Not if. When. As if you believe it could happen…”

“It could happen to you, perhaps. Not to me. I don’t have any use for those sorts of things.”

Geillis hit play on the DVD remote, but turned to face Claire on their small couch.

“What if I could prove it.”

“Hush, Geillis. The film is starting.”

After making a sound of irritation, she paused the movie and waited for Claire to look at her.

“So? What if I could prove it?”

“You can’t.”

“But if I could?”

Claire shrugged, at a loss. She had no idea what it was Geillis was getting at.

“What if you could? What do you want?”

“I want you to fall in love. That reckless, all-consuming passion. You can’t expect me to believe that beanpole you’re seeing is a good lover.”

Claire’s face, always too easy to read and too pale, flushed deep red. Geillis smiled, smelling victory.

“I’ll have you know Frank is an excellent lover. NOT that it’s any of your business.”

“Would you leave Frank if you knew there was something better out there, waiting for you? If I could prove to you that true love does exist?”

With a sigh, Claire knew they’d never get this movie properly started while Geillis was fixated on something.

If, and that’s a very BIG if, you could prove to me, without a doubt, that true love exists and I have some bloody soul mate waiting for me out there, yes. I’d leave Frank.”

A triumphant smile came to Geillis’ lips and she settled back in her seat, smug. There was no way in hell Claire would leave Frank, though. But she knew Geillis well enough by now to know that the only way to get her to stop was to give her what she wanted.

“Good. Because we’ve an appointment with a powerful psychic tomorrow.”

Claire barely contained her moan of irritation. This wouldn’t be the first time, or the last, that Geillis had dragged her to some psychic’s shop to have her palms read. The only benefit from those trips came in the form of Geillis paying for both their sessions and taking her out to lunch after.

“Besides,” Geillis said, hitting ‘play’ on the remote again. “It’s not as if Frank’s even proposed yet.”

***

Grudgingly, Claire followed her crazy best friend into a very ordinary looking shop. There were no signs or posters anywhere advertizing it as a psychic’s place of business. It didn’t really look like a shop at all, really. Claire was beginning to wonder if Geillis had set her up on a blind date. Again.

“Geillis, if you’ve-”

She stopped suddenly when she saw a large figure looming in a doorway.

“Morning, ladies. I take it you’re my first appointments?”

“Yes,” Geillis said, popping up from nowhere. “We are. I’m-”

“Please,” his deep, strong voice came. “Don’t tell me anything. It taints the reading.”

He stepped out from the shadows and Claire looked up to meet his eyes. They were a curious shade of blue, seemingly shifting in hue as she looked at them. The hair on his head was short and bright red, with a hint of a curl at the very tips. His eyes narrowed as he looked her over.

“I’ll see you first,” he announced abruptly.

Claire was about to protest and insist that Geillis had the first appointment, but he didn’t wait for her to agree. Instead, he turned and strode off into a back room, clearly expecting Claire to follow.

“Geillis you owe me,” she hissed as she rushed after him.

“Tell me everything!” Geillis called back.

The room was nothing like she expected. No crystal balls on a red velvet tablecloth, no candles or incense burning, no dim lighting or macabre art on the walls. It was quite simply, a plain sitting room. A small table had a teapot and settings for two, biscuits, and two large, comfortable looking chairs.

“Would you like some tea, Miss Beauchamp?”

Her mouth fell open, staring up at him.

“Did-”

“No,” he interrupted. “Geillis didn’t tell me anything about you. I’m not even the one that makes appointments.”

“So what are-”

She cut herself off when he offered her a cup of tea.

“You think I’m a fraud.”

Hiding her face behind the elegant cup, she tried to come up with an answer.

“That wasn’t a question, Miss Beauchamp, but a statement of fact.”

“Oh.”

“Not your first time visiting a psychic then?”

Claire’s eyes rolled.

“No.”

She was in the habit of giving out as little information as possible. That was how the others had worked, sucking information out of you until they could lie enough to convince you to believe it.

“I’m Jamie Fraser. When you’ve finished with your tea, I’ll read the leaves.”

“No crystal balls or seance?”

He shot her a wicked grin and shook his head.

“Well we’re not here to call up the dead, are we? I was given to understand you’re looking for your soulmate.”

Yet again, her mouth fell open.

“I… How did-”

“I’m very good at reading people, Miss Beauchamp. And you are quite an easy read, more so than most.”

“How in the hell do you always know what I’m about to say?!”

“Everything you think is written across your face, plain as day. As for the other things, well… Let’s just call it a family trait. My sister also has the Sight, though not as strong as mine. Her children will likely not inherit the gift, though it could still happen. How about we take a look at those leaves, hm?”

Handing the cup over, Claire fell silent and waited. Jamie got up and pulled an old book from a table in one corner, flipping through it for reference. His brows drew down in puzzlement.

“So tell me, oh seer. Am I to meet a tall, dark stranger and go on an adventure?”

“I’ve never seen leaves like this before,” he said absently, still staring at the table. “No’ in my whole life.”

She blinked in shock at the slip of an accent. Was he not an Englishman?

“I’d like to read your palm, if you don’t mind,” he said, sitting up suddenly. “It’ll be a part of your appointment. Won’t charge extra.”

“Oh, um… Alright?”

Holding her hands out, palm up, she offered them to him. He leaned over them, tracing the lines in her skin.

“This is quite unusual indeed.”

“What is?”

“I’ve never seen a lifeline forked like this. As if you’ve a big choice to make. Neither will lead to destruction, but one is clearly the better of the other.”

“Which one? What sort of choice?”

“I’m afraid I can’t answer those. But I can see you’ve a strong will. Always a good thing in a woman.”

His large fingers still traced her hand, warm against hers.

“Miss Beauchamp, would you mind returning later in the week for another reading? I’ve a few things I’d like to research and ask some experts about. You’re quite a mystery and I’d like to get to the bottom of it.”

“I don’t think-”

“Please?”

Meeting those unusually blue eyes, she watched them shift and change.

“Al-alright.”

“Thank you. I’m afraid I’ve taken up yours and Geillis’ appointments and my next client will be here soon.”

Claire sighed.

“Something tells me Geillis won’t mind.”

“Have a lovely day, Miss Beauchamp.”

***

As soon as the women had left the house, Jamie slipped to the back and went up the stairs. He lived on the floor above where he met clients. Most were what anyone would expect, people seeking to remove the veil of mystery from the future. Few came looking for real answers and fewer still came and didn’t believe any of it.

But this Claire Beauchamp… He was sure they’d never met before, and yet he knew her. Knew her face, the way her tawny eyes evaluated the words he spoke. Somewhere in his mind, he knew the taste of her full lips, knew the feel of her body beneath his. He knew the sounds she made in the throes of passion, or her grunt of irritation when something didn’t work the way she hoped.

There was no other appointment after Geillis and Claire, that had been a lie. But he needed to check something, just to be sure. Throwing open the door to his library, he went straight for a shelf he’d scarcely looked at in five years.

Each leatherbound book had a date on the side. They were his dream journals, or the dreams he was sure had been visions. He hadn’t had a dream like that in some time, not since his father’s passing, but he had a niggling feeling.

Closing his eyes, he opened the book and began turning the pages without looking. He suddenly stopped, feeling that he’d reached the right place. When he looked down, his heart began to beat erratically.

Sketched on one entire page was the woman he’d just met with. Her gaze was piercing, even in a sketch, and he felt as if she was looking right at him. The dark, curling hair was wild around her, not fully contained on the page. Her lips curved with the hint of a smile, like she knew something he didn’t.

Hastily, he turned the page. Only a short passage was written on the back.

I must find her. I have dreamt of her every night for a month, in flashes. I do not know her, but I know she is my very soul. She is the only person I might love. For the White Lady born of True Love could be the only match for Red Jamie. I. Must. Find. Her.


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{PART 15} I Won’t Stop You // Jeon Jungkook, Vampire!AU

Originally posted by jengkook

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Vampire!AU, Fantasy, Angst, Smut

Summary; Jungkook decides to unleash the truth that he has kept locked inside his Pandora’s box. But you open up to him first; revealing something far worse than anything Jungkook could have ever imagined.

I update this series every Tuesday evening, 9pm-10pm (UK Time)

{Part 1} //{Part 14} {Part 15} {Part 16}

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The Best He Can

Characters: Baby, John Winchester, Mary Winchester, Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Castiel, Y/N Y/L/N (Reader), Bobby Singer, Charlie Bradbury, Donna Hanscum, Jody Mills

Pairing: Dean x Reader, John x Mary, Sam x Amelia (briefly mentioned - only as in canon)

Warnings: Implied smut, pregnancies, cheating, nothing other than that really aside from canon deaths and angst.      

Word Count: 5800ish (woops!)

A/N: This is written for Baby’s Big 50 writing challenge hosted by @butiaintgonnaloveem and it is told from Baby’s PoV. She is still a car, but she is the one to tell the story, much like the episode Baby but done with words. I hope this worked out as well as I hoped it would.

My prompt was Allman Brothers Band - Rambling Man - I am sure I could have used it better but these were the lines that really inspired me when I wrote this fic: Lord, I was born a ramblin’ man, Tryin’ to make a livin’ and doin’ the best I can.

This is sorta a rewrite of the entire series. Very boiled down and written through Baby’s eyes.. Headlights? Whatever :P Just read it :D

Thanks to the sweet amazing @blacktithe7 for betaing this for me

I have been lucky in my time on Earth, even if I have been through more than most. Sal, as flawed as he was, was a good man. He tried to do the best he knew how to with the short time he was given. He wanted to save people even if he couldn’t save himself. So he drove me around, giving Bibles away to people he felt needed some guidance, right up until the day he drank himself to death.

Standing on that lot at Rainbow Motors, I missed him. He had treated me right, and I had no way of knowing if the next guy would. I feared the uncertainty then like I never have since. When he walked up, I knew where I belonged. Even if he wasn’t the guy that took me home, I felt a connection to that man I was not going to understand for years, but I knew I belonged with him.

It wasn’t just the way he talked about me. The way he admired me. He spoke as if he knew me. Like I was important. I was sad to see him go, but John Winchester gave me some good years. He took care of me, and he loved me. So did Mary. They were amazing people, but in all my 10 years with them, the nights I felt the most important were nights I only came to understand later on.

One night after being to a drive in movie, Mary and John didn’t quite make it home. They spend the night in my backseat, and I felt their love as they loved each other. They had done this before of course, but there was something special about that night. I could feel it then, and nine months later, when John was forcing me to go as fast as I could to get to the hospital in time, I knew what it had been.

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Beauty and the Beast (Remake) Review

This is going to be a spoiler free review, so I won’t be able to go into too much detail, but let me give you a short preview of what I feel about the movie: It was utterly and undeniably magical!

I just left the cinema and instantly made my way home and to my laptop to write all this down so I would not forget a single thing I wanted to share with you guys, because let me tell you there is so much to say about this movie and all of it is good. Over the past couple of weeks I have seen so much negativity surround this movie, so many people threatening to boycott yet another movie they haven’t seen on the sheer basis that a character was supposedly gay and once more mistreated for it.

I write this to share with everyone willing to read just what an amazing experience it was watching this movie. I want to preface the following review by saying that both my best friend and I are not overly emotional people. Neither of us cry at the drop of a pin, especially not in the cinema. Yet in the matter of ten minutes both me and my friend had our first tears in our eyes. I say first, because the movie takes you on quite the emotional ride and it is magnificent. Now, I’m no professional, but I’d consider my opinion rather objective and trustworthy. Of course, I’d suggest you go see the movie yourself nevertheless.

Let me begin with the basics such as scenery, music and cast. The scenery was quite literally breathtaking. The second Emma Watson stepped out of her little home in that little village of France you are there with Belle. I had the pleasure to watch the movie in 3D IMAX and it was absolutely worth it. I’d recommend for anyone to pay those extra bucks, because I feel it really added to the tone of the movie.

While the CGI was certainly visible at times and slightly over the top for my taste here and there the overall feel of the movie is not damaged by it at all. Wherever the movie takes you, it seems real despite of it. The camera work is to thank for it as well, as it really helps to set a specific tone. All in all the movie does great in making you feel a certain emotion at the appropriate time by using all the means they are given to do so; including the sets and the way the camera is handled.

The music and especially the musical numbers were quite mesmerizing. Amongst the familiar classics like Beauty and the Beast itself the movie offered some new pieces as well. Especially one towards the end – sung by Dan Stevens as the Beast – caught my attention and heart in particular. They use the songs not only to entertain, but also to convey emotions and a deep insight into the characters themselves. Some performances I liked better than others – I was disappointed by the audible autotune used on Emma Watson herself – but overall the numbers were all equally entertaining.

As for the cast I have to admit I had my doubts. I was especially worried about Josh Gad as Le Fou as I’ve gotten to know him as a pretty poor comedic actor. I say poor as most jokes are at the expense of him and his weight rather than made by him. After watching the movie I can say that I could not be more pleased with the casting, even Josh Gad. I was honestly surprised as to how well he handled the role and happy to see him take on a more serious side. Of course he was still funny, but this time the humour wasn’t at his expense, but rather due to his wit and clever sarcasm.

Now I want to tackle the characters, specifically taking the accusations into account, and talk about how the movie performs in comparison to the old classic we all know and love. While a lot of the original story has remained untouched and recognizable, there still have been quite a few tweaks and they were for the better. They made the story more understandable, the characters more memorable and real. I am happy to note that the characters are granted a new depth they were lacking in the original. Thanks to that the story is much better fitting for our time, age and new audience.

Gaston I was especially pleased with, for multiple reasons. Towards the beginning of the movie I found him to be rather charming which was a clever move to make. It only made him seem worse when finally his facade dropped later on the movie. It makes you truly detest his character and therefor the movie managed to create a good villain in him. Despite being the bad guy, however, his relationship towards Le Fou is in no way hateful. In fact, their friendship is one I considered to be one of the most interesting in the entire movie!

As for Le Fou, I dare say he was one of my favourite characters. Contrary to his original counterpart he is in no way a fool. In fact, he is the one keeping Gaston in check, knowing his best friends behaviour, trying to keep him in line while simultaneously taking his jabs and making fun of him as well. Compared to the original, their relationship is much more equal and lighthearted. Gaston is still the dreamy guy everyone is into, but he doesn’t treat Le Fou as a peace of shit for it. In fact, despite his obviously homoerotic undertones, even towards Gaston, the latter never once ridicules him for it. Not only that, but Le Fou undergoes great character growth over the course of the movie and it was a pleasure to watch.

As for the Beauty and the Beast themselves, there is not too much to say. The characters themselves weren’t changed too much and yet there was still a fresh air about them. It’s hard to explain without giving too much away. However, I can say that both of them are obviously flawed and both of them undergo a growth as well. Not only the Beast but Belle too. Instead of brushing their flaws off once the plots wants them to be in love they are openly addressed and worked on. Both parties realize their mistakes and even admit to them. It certainly was a nice, little change and I happily watched their relationship develop step by step.

As for a direct comparison of the original to the new one I can say without doubt and guilt that the new movie is better. A lot of the flaws of the original – whether due to ignorance or because of the time it was created it – were taken care off in this movie. The Stockholm Syndrome people accuse the original of is handled better and I say this with a particular conversation in mind that directly addresses the issue of freedom there is for Belle. The movie also works much better in establishing the character, their relationships and especially their pasts. You get to know more about Belle and the Beast that give you a better insight into them and explain, to a certain extend, why their relationship develops the way it does.

So, in conclusion, the movie does great in sweeping you away into a beautiful, magical world. It has a great tone, the music is catchy, the scenery is breathtaking and it hits home in just the right places. While the original was beautiful and unique to experience and is an irreplaceable part of many childhoods, it was extremely flawed. While it isn’t to say that this version is not flawed – it undeniably is – the new Beauty and the Beast managed to give you nostalgia without making the same mistakes as its predecessor. It adds a new depth and strength to our already beloved characters that make me happy in the sense of knowing that another generation will grow up with a better version of our childhood heroes.

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Roman Reigns x reader

(y/n) is an assistant backstage. She knows nothing about wrestling but she just needed a job. She runs into Roman and he’s cocky and an ass. Then later on he’s sweet and you fall for each other.

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