in the end i decided to stick with a more hopeful interpretation

All His - Part 1 (A Kyungsoo Series)

“Hey did you hear? We have a new assignment. Some big group of foreigners coming in for a musical tour.” Your co worker Anna whispered into your ear as you took off your bag and set down your coffee at the big conference table. The phone call you received from your supervisor this morning advising you of the new client and requesting your presence was nothing out of the ordinary, but you were surprised to find several other translators from the firm gathered around the table as well.

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surviving (and maybe even thriving) in the sherlock fandom after s4

…OR, maybe even kind of sort of learning how to enjoy oneself again while being a johnlocker.

This is a post for people who are on the fence / still turned off by s4 / still struggling with how to frame it for themselves. 

In light of the upcoming fic writers’ retreat, in anticipation of (I hope) having a conversation or two about this very topic, and in partial response to comments that my good fandom friends have dropped recently about their struggles with feeling like they don’t want to engage with the show or the fandom after s4, I’ve been thinking about how to continue on as a johnlocker, and why I feel more motivated than ever to find a way to have a relationship with the show (albeit a substantially altered one than before), and what fandom engagement means to me. 

It probably doesn’t look like it, because I’ve participated full throttle in all kinds of conversations about the show since s4, but I do get why s4 was entirely offputting for a lot of people. While I strongly suspect that mofftiss are doing something interesting and unusual with s4, that whatever-it-is came at a heavy price: a series that looks like a hot fucking mess and actively does things that one should never do (i.e., constantly throwing into question the reality status of the story one is telling) if one wants to avoid frustrating the shit out of one’s audience. 

What’s worse, the series was promoted with a promise of FINALLY answering the question of who Sherlock loves, without delivering on that promise in a way that was in any way definitive (John? Molly? Irene? Chips?) or satisfying (JOHN???). We got a scene that was really close to the kind of thing we’ve always wanted to see, at the end of The Lying Detective, an episode that also brought us an interaction between John and Sherlock that was so awful, it singlehandedly ruined the show for a lot of people. 

Even though I love the shit out of talking about the puzzle of s4, I love it because I love how smart everyone in the fandom is, and how much I’ve learned about Doyle, and the many many intertexts the show engages with. I love how stunningly great people here are with teasing complex arguments out of this hot mess. 

I don’t love that we got this weird thing to figure out instead of actual story. I don’t love that for some reason a major plot point was John and Sherlock detonating their relationship even more profoundly than they had before. I still think that the more skillful thing to do would have been to make a puzzle for viewers to figure out, but make it actually enjoyable to watch. (Personally, I did enjoy TLD, but I’m a sucker for Nick Hurran’s direction, I thought Ben and Martin performed incredibly, and I have a high tolerance for creepy shit and violence, so.)


I’ve been thinking about a few of the strategies I’ve put in place / fallen back on for approaching all of this. I don’t know if any of this is helpful but here it is, for what it’s worth.

Acknowledge that the showrunners are human people and human people make good choices and bad choices and questionable choices

Before s4 aired, I wrote about the fact that mofftiss had set up a highwire act with extraordinarily high stakes, as of the end of s3. This meant they could pull off an astounding feat of storytelling, or they could fall. Instead they sort of burned down the circus tent and re-encoded all the elephants…not what any of us were expecting. I mean, surprises in storytelling can be great, but this was like hey everyone, suddenly the show is going to be performed in Esperanto instead of English, have fun with that.

Questionable at best.

To sum up: good choices resulted in the following:

Ben and Martin in s1 and 2 creating this beautiful dynamic together, eyesex and all the subtext and a tragic love story with mistakes and denial and pining and hope. s3, which bumped up the subtext to the point of ridiculousness. And TAB, which doubled down on that subtext EVEN HARDER. The purple shirt of sex and the swishy coat of alone protects me and a stalwart and broken John who is finally strong enough to partner his Sherlock and enough sexual and romantic tension to drown the population of the earth planet and a Mary Morstan who is actually Moran and there’s always two of us and hey did I mention romance yet?

We got all that, and then we got–this s4 thing.

Let me tell you about writers (speaking as one). They shit the bed all the time. They make weird choices. They have strange ideas. They fail to stick the landing. When that happens, it’s their tragedy. It doesn’t have to be yours. 

Maybe this story isn’t done yet. I don’t think it is. I’m willing and able to reserve judgement, but this post is for those of you who aren’t, or can’t. 

You can still like the parts of the show that you liked before. You weren’t wrong for liking what worked for you before. You would not be wrong now, for still liking those bits. All the shitty choices the showrunners could make, did make, and might still make, do not make you wrong for liking the bits you liked.

You can still like the parts of the show that you liked before. 

Need permission for that? Here it is: BECAUSE MAY SHEPARD SAYS SO. I’ll make you a certificate if you want. 

Need more specific help? Here’s another idea:

Get selfish. Get really, really selfish.

Remember that you are here for you. You came here, probably, because thinking about John and Sherlock together is something you enjoyed. Back immediately after s4 aired, and I was still stuck firmly in the wtf zone, I had to have a talk with myself about this. 

I asked myself what I liked about the show. Why John and Sherlock, together, were so crunchy and beautiful to me. It came down to one thing: the fact that I read the show as a love story. 

I’m here for my own entertainment. This is my happy place. This is where I come when my regular writing is stuck or I want to try to hack out a new part of my skill set. I get a lot out of thinking about John and Sherlock, as characters.

I still read the show as a love story, and I will continue to do so.

That means, in light of s4, doing a lot more reading in to the little moments than I used to have to. It means cherry picking a lot harder. It means ignoring vast swaths of what we actually saw onscreen. (The fact that this is the current state of meta too helps a whole heck of a lot.) 

Playing the what if game a lot harder than I have previously has become the rule of the day. 

What if John and Sherlock are in love? They are. For me, they are, and they always will be. Will they be in canon? Get yourself to a place where this question doesn’t matter, where your personal happiness doesn’t hang on this. We’re several months on after s4. It’s time to give your head a shake and remember that John and Sherlock love each other and will always find their way back to each other, because we say so. 

If you don’t believe this, try because May Shepard says so. I’ll say it until you believe it, too: John and Sherlock are in love. The show is a love story.

I will read the show as a love story, regardless of whether it wants me to. Hey show, get ready for some sweet sweet interpretation. I hope you’re in the mood.

Still not convinced? Try this thought experiment:

Put Some Distance Between You and S4

So a few nights back I was chatting with @laughing-at-the-darkness​ (who is the best, go follow her immediately), and I jokingly said that what we need in this fandom is a reset, like the kind of perspective you can only get ten years after a television show has finished airing. 

Try this on for size:

The year is 2027. You’re looking for some good content to watch. You remember hearing, dimly, about the fact that, a while back, BBC made a Sherlock Holmes adaptation with some pretty famous actors. 

You read about it a bit first. Ah yes: the adaptation that everyone was raving about, but that did a weird thing in its fourth series. Bearing this in mind, you decide to watch. 

You’re charmed by series 1-3, and the one-off Victorian special. You decide to watch s4, bearing in mind what you know about it, that it seemed to go off the rails relative to everything that had come before. You watch, prepared to laugh along at Mary’s bullet tango and the way she just won’t seem to go away and Sherlock has a sister who is also an X-Man? What???? 

You watch it. You shrug. You carry on thinking that s1-3 and TAB are great, like you were prepared to do. 

We know what we know now: that s4 is a difficult part of canon, a stumbling block for a lot of us. If you can accept that, then you can move forward, liking the parts you like, and leaving the parts you don’t.

Moving On

I still personally have some questions about how to deal with s4 as a fic writer. There are so many potential interpretations–how does one go about sorting through the detritus? A lot of people don’t want to / can’t bring themselves to rewatch, so how much can I assume they do and don’t remember about the episodes? But these are mostly logistical issues, and solvable with some rational decision making. (I did start a fic a while back based on TST, but I wasn’t ready to finish it, and I don’t think people wanted that type of fix it in that particular moment.) s4 changed the stakes for a lot of people, so writing fic now is all about writing to a different emotional register, I think. I’m personally having fun with that, while sorting through the implications for the wips I started before s4 aired. I’m hoping we can talk about some of these issues, as writers, and as fans, but that’s a post for another day.

In any case, I’m here, John and Sherlock are in love, and I hope this is helpful in some way. I don’t want anyone to lose the thing that used to give them enjoyment, nor (on a more selfish note) do I want to see people still leaving the fandom if they don’t have to. 

Malec Goodies Part 1

This was supposed to be longer but anyway.

Here it is!

A collection of Malec Writing Goodies. My Malec fanfic rec. Well written fics with amazing writers.

As always, if you know the author and want to give me a hand, please tag them :)

A Fated Pair (Omegaverse) by @katychan666

Series about Alpha!Alec x Omega!Magnus…. 

A good kind of drug by  @imjustoutofideas

After getting a minor surgery, Alec is a little bit ‘high’ from the morphine he was given as pain relief. Fluff ensues.

A Pirate’s Life For Me by @lecrit 

Note: All the love you need and want between your favorite OTP, where one is a prince and the other one is a pirate. There’s a lot of angst, maybe a few tears, you can be sure of that but it’s oh so worth it, fluff and shameless innuendos.

A World Uncertain by @broodingalec 

The overwhelming passage of time has been a topic of avoidance between Alec and Magnus ever since the two started dating. With their lives so fragile and unpredictable under the threat of Valentine, they have managed to leave the concept in the back of their minds for a later date, hopefully somewhere in the far future.

This method of coping is pushed even further in the wake of Sebastian, Valentine’s son and Clary’s brother, taking a new and increasingly cruel step into their lives. The threats that are piling up against them seem to be rising to nearly insurmountable heights, but under the pressure of it all, the idea of the future that would come in the aftermath of success is beginning to haunt Alec’s dreams at night just as often.

Aftermath by @battlemagnus

It used to be that Alec always fit securely inside a neat little box inside Magnus’s head. He was a Shadowhunter, yes, but he was… he was Alec. He was a protector.

And my heart is set on you by  @lightwoodlesbians

Or the, 'we’re putting on a fund-raising play to save our old drama department’ au (ft. bonus: 'we had a thing in high school but i haven’t seen you in years and oh god you’re even more attractive than i remember’)

Aren’t You Cold? By lethargical

Alec dislikes the Winter. A lot. So when his apartment’s heating stops working, he decides to ask his neighbour for help, little did he know his neighbour was glittery and oddly familiar…

August by @glambertal

“What was your first time like?”

Magnus looked up at him slowly, one eyebrow arched curiously. “Why?”

Alec shrugged as if he weren’t mortified. “Just wondering. You don’t have to answer.”

Magnus just hummed and bookmarked his page, setting the book down. “It wasn’t nearly as good as yours, if that’s what you mean.”

Bang Me Like Your Drum by hckycrzy07

Magnus Bane is a pre-med student at NYU just trying to graduate. He’s stressed enough and could do without his friends pestering him about his boyfriend. It’s not that he’s embarrassed or closeted or something. He just wants to keep his boyfriend to himself, thank you very much. Now, if he could just get his friends to understand that, his life would be a whole lot easier.

or Magnus has a secret boyfriend that all of his friends have been dying to meet but Magnus just keeps refusing.

Big days and fragile nerves by @katwriting

It’s the day that Alec is supposed to become the official Head of the Institute and he is a tiny bit nervous.

“Nervous?”, Magnus said softly.
Alec let out a shaky laugh and scratched the back of his neck in a nervous gesture. “You have no idea.”
Magnus sighed. “Oh, Alexander. You have absolutely nothing to worry about.”
“Yeah, sure”, Alec scoffed, running one of his arms up Magnus’s side and cupping his cheek with his hand, “only every single shadowhunter in New York waiting for me to screw up.”

But some of us are looking at the stars by @lecrit

There aren’t many things that Alec loves as much as he loves the stars.
Most nights, he just likes to sit on his balcony and watch the eerie darkness drape over the sky and the silver glow of the moon, surrounded by the stars shaping constellations he knows by heart.

This is a special night for him and his son. The only night in the year Alec lets Max stay up after midnight, so they can watch Perseids meteor shower together on the rooftop of their building.

Alec doesn’t expect to find out they weren’t the only ones to get the idea.

Build your hopes up like a tower by alecsmagnus

They thought he never heard them.

But he always did.

Burnt by redappleblossom

The rest of the scene that Magnus deserved at the end of episode 12.

But In the Morning We Rise by @alittlebriton

“Mmmkay,” Magnus sighs without opening his eyes and shifts to allow Alec more access. “You can wake up the rest of me if you want.”

Alec knows he doesn’t mean it quite the way his brain interprets it - he just means he can keep up the kissing - but his brain leaps ahead and makes him flush, his body getting warmer. But why shouldn’t he? Magnus was his boyfriend; he was naked in bed with him. He could definitely wake up the whole of Magnus if he wanted. Just because he hasn’t done it before didn’t mean it wasn’t a good idea. 

Set before Episode 9 Bound By Blood - Alec wakes Magnus up in new ways.

Closed Doors Don’t Lie by @actuallyredorchid

When the summoning of the Memory Demon reveals that it’s not only Clary’s memories that have been meddled with, Alec finds himself being pushed off the path set out for him and onto a different one.

Communication by NotEvenThat

It didn’t matter if Alec hadn’t meant to upset him. Ragnor was dead. Valentine was back. The Clave wanted to document Downworlders, like they were cattle. Magnus was breaking down and he needed Alexander to leave before he really lost it.

Or how I think the Malec fight will go in 2B.

Communication Is Key by LS_5Ever

Everything was going great for Alec and Magnus. Alec no longer cares what Maryse thinks, and apart from Jace and Izzy’s constant teasing, he couldn’t be happier. Then, all goes downhill when, after a great day, Magnus starts ignoring him. What did he do wrong? If only Magnus would tell him, he could try to make it better.

Or the one where Magnus thinks Alec is cheating on him but in reality he’s not, but Magnus doesn’t know that because the two of them don’t communicate enough.

This will only be about 5 chapters unless I feel like expanding the story a bit.

Count to Ten and Breathe by @baneismyexistence

This is just a little drabble that came to me after watching 2.12.

Dancing in the Devil’s shoes by @marieruby 

His legs are not working. No matter how much he tries, the swirling mess in his head makes it impossible to walk anywhere, take any action. It’s the last couple of days all over again. He wants to cry but the tears are dry. He wants to scream but his voice is gone.

His voice is gone.

The aftermath of 2x11 and the consequences of the bodyswap for Magnus.

Everything’s Embarrassing by @rosegoldhell

Magnus is a single father. Alec is a 4th grade teacher.
Both men are scared of relationships, but secretly crave to have something more one day, life just keeps getting in the way.
But their plans of living single lonely lives doesn’t last for long, when Rafael and Madzie Bane decide to play Matchmaker.

Explosive, Corrosive (Self-Preservation) by  GideonGraystairs (TrxyesSivan)

This was how they worked; angry in different ways, but always at the same time.

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anonymous asked:

RFA trying to get a hyper!MC to go to bed? Maybe she had wayyyy too much coffee or something? I really like your hcs so I wonder how you might do this one. Thank you! ^^

Aw thanks so much! It means so much to me that someone likes my writing! Sorry this took me a while… I don’t really know what it’s like to be hyper T - T


  • How could you have so much energy for 11:30 in the evening?
  • He stares at you from the couch as you time yourself for another round of 2048. Eyes glued to the screen, you play again and again, trying to beat your own five minute record.
  • Yoosung gets the uncomfortable feeling that that crazed expression on your face is similar to how he looks like when he plays LOLOL.
  • He becomes alarmed when he looks up from his notes an hour later to find you bustling about the kitchen trying to bake brownies. You were a terrible cook!
  • It was a dangerous idea to keep his eyes off of you for even a minute when you were in one of these moods.
  • You would become unpredictable and listless after a day spent lazing on the couch.
  • He supposes it makes sense for so much inactivity to make way for hyperactivity.
  • He stops working and approaches you.
  • “MC? Don’t you think it’s about time to go to bed?”
  • “No.”
  • “It’s getting late, and you didn’t really get a lot of sleep last night either…”
  • “No! I want to bake you something for breakfast. I’m not the best baker, but this time will be different. You like brownies, don’t you, Yoosung?~”
  • He scratches the back of his neck sheepishly. How was he going to get you to bed with that attitude? There would be no arguing with you now. Shouldn’t she still get some sleep, though?
  • Yoosung is too timid to protest, but he’s so worried that you’ll end up burning the flat down that he tries to stay awake to watch over you.
  • Before he knows it, his eyelids are drooping. He ends up falling asleep on the counter just before you’re about to stick the pan the in oven.
  • Luckily, you decide to stop when you see how exhausted your boyfriend is. He’s snoozing away with his head in his arms, snoring lightly with his mouth slightly open.
  • You feel guilty once you realise that you probably terrified him by trying to cook unsupervised. You poke his nose. “Yoosung?”
  • “Huh…? MC?”
  • “Let’s go to bed, okay?”
  • “That,” He says through a soft, half-lidded smile, “would be awesome.”


  • She suspects you’re tipsy, judging from the way you’ve been chattering away non-stop for the past half hour.
  • She pats herself on the back for not drinking herself. Leading you home when you were this excited was bad enough, but leading you home while both of you were intoxicated? Jaehee shivered t the thought of it.
  • She braces herself for a night of exasperation.
  • Being tipsy seemed to send you into a spontaneous burst of activity. All of a sudden her reserved girlfriend would be talking, eating, and laughing without pause.
  • Jaehee’s eyes widen in panic when you choose to sprint across the street and into the apartment building without so much as a glance at the passing traffic.
  • MC is really talented. Was she a gymnast in another life? Or perhaps a track star? If I’m not mistaken, she was wearing her six-inch stilettos just now, right?
  • She chases after you and finds you in the living room trying to draw a portrait of yourself and your darling “Baehee”.
  • Jaehee is surprised to discover that she finds this behavior endearing. Though, it’s unfortunate that you’ve nearly knocked the lamp over from laughing too hard when you forget to draw eyes on yourself.
  • “Baehee! Come look at this! Don’t I look like a mop?”
  • “MC? Isn’t it about time we get to bed?”
  • “Wait, wait, wait. Let me draw Zen in here, too.”
  • Jaehee bites her tongue to refrain from asking you to rethink your artistic interpretation of Zen. That’s a horse?! Please don’t tell me she’s saying that Zen is that horse.
  • “Look, Baehee! It’s Zen! He’s a pony because of his ponytail!”
  • Okay, now it’s definitely time for bed.
  • She’s gone crazy. The alcohol must be interfering with her memory…
  • “MC, let’s go to sleep now.”
  • “But why? Don’t you like my drawings?”
  • “Yes! But Zen would like this drawing even more! In fact, if you sleep now, maybe you can wake up early enough to catch him before his next rehearsal! In fact, I’ll join you!”
  • “Really?!”
  • “Yes! You’ve captured his likeness perfectly. He will be so glad to receive such a… lifelike portrait!”
  • You giggle before beaming back at her. “Okay! I’ll go get changed now. Don’t forget!”
  • Jaehee sighs and massages her temples.
  • I hope Zen will forgive me for this.


  • Maybe it wasn’t such a good idea to let you binge on all those sweets just because “A girl has to live every once in a while, OK?” 
  • He was getting drowsy, but you definitely weren’t. 
  • It was 1:30… You would typically be asleep by 11:00. 
  • As delightful as it was to see you acting so playful, you definitely didn’t giggle this much. Ever. And that half-crazed look in your eyes wasn’t normal either. 
  • You were totally on a sugar high. 
  • When you weren’t scrolling through memes or doubling over with laughter from the most insignificant of details, you would poke his cheek or tug on his shirt, asking him to feed you another bite of chocolate cake. 
  • It’s rare for Zen to be the one nagging you to go to bed. Still, he shakes his head and puts the plates away. “No, MC. It’s time to go to sleep. Don’t you have class tomorrow?”
  • “One more bite? Please~?” 
  • It takes everything in him to resist that pleading look on your face. Why does she have to be so cute? Maybe… No. No, Zen. Don’t give in. “Sorry, babe. Bedtime.” 
  • He turns to leave, but it takes him a few moments to realise that you haven’t been following along behind him. “MC?” Fuck! He walks back to the dining room. 
  • You’ve gone into the kitchen, opened the fridge, and were about to slice yourself another piece of cake. “NO!” 
  • He runs to the kitchen just before you’re about to take a bite, sweeping you into his arms bridal-style. “No! Zen! One more bite!” You struggle against him, but Zen only sighs and lifts you away.
  • He looks at you. “Be a good girl, please?” 
  • “But you always stay up this late…”
  • “Yeah, but you don’t.” 
  • Is surprised that he’s being the “responsible” one tonight. 
  • He tries to conceal his fatigue as he carries you up the stairs. Though, you’ve already taken notice of how tired his eyes look. 
  • “I guess I shouldn’t have had all that chocolate, huh?”
  • He laughs. “Maybe not.”
  • Zen smiles when kiss him on the cheek and say you’ll “be a good girl tonight” just for him. 


  • He doesn’t understand where all your energy is coming from.
  • He himself was exhausted from the party the two of you had just attended, yet here you are - multitasking like there’s no tomorrow.
  • Jumin has to admit that it takes some skill to be able to keep Elizabeth the 3rd fully occupied while simultaneously building a tower out of a deck of cards. 
  • However, he also thinks that your constant laughter coupled with the frantic way you’re running about is rather unusual. 
  • He finds it entertaining until you’re holding Elizabeth the 3rd up in the air the way Rafiki held Simba up on Pride Rock in the Lion King - it’s giving him flashbacks of Saeyoung and he definitely isn’t having any more of that. 
  • He gets up and pries Elizabeth free from your grasp. 
  • “But, Jumin! How can I make a card palace for Elizabeth if I can’t even tell if she’s going to fit in it?
  • “MC? Don’t you think it’s time to go to bed?”
  • You frown. “No.” 
  • “No?”
  • “I don’t think I can go to bed. There’s so much to do! Tell me- have you ever built a tower from marshmallows and uncooked pasta? Oh! I should make a tower for Elizabeth! Give her here, Jumin. Elizabeth~” 
  • Oh boy. He gets the idea you’ll be up to nonsense until morning if he doesn’t get you into bed now. Besides, he doesn’t want to see anyone rough-housing with Elizabeth - the poor thing looked terrified. 
  • “Elizabeth the 3rd and I will be going to bed now.”
  • “No!” You whine. “She’s meant to be the highlight of my creation.”
  • “It’s late, MC. Let’s get to bed. Please?” He watches you contemplate his suggestion before adding, “Bed, MC. Or I’ll make you.”
  • He meant for that line to imply some innuendo, so it’s a bit of a blow to his pride when you narrow your eyes at that last remark. How infuriating. Finally, he promises that Elizabeth the 3rd can sleep next to you if you agree to go to bed now. 
  • The enthusiasm at which you accept that concession almost makes him want to pout. Elizabeth over me…?
  • He realises he’s lost when you turn to him from the top of stairs and ask. “I really am feeling restless, Jumin. Should I take a shower? Or will you make me do that, too?” 


  • He doesn’t find anything unusual at first. Sure, he thought you were a bit more lively than usual - after all, trying to teach yourself how to juggle at 10:00 is a bit eccentric even for Saeyoung. 
  • But he knows something is off when you suggest doing pilates this late in the evening. He raises a brow at you. But… she hates physical activity…
  • Now you’ve stolen his glasses and are giggling at your own appearance in front of the mirror. Yeah, okay. She’s acting strange.
  • “MC? Why is the coffee pot empty?”
  • “I drank it all~” You reply, flashing him a satisfied smile. 
  • There’s no way he’s going to let you pull an all nighter. He’s experienced firsthand what you’re like when you’ve been deprived of sleep and he isn’t exactly fond of the zombie you become. 
  • Saeyoung tries to lure you to bed in a playful way. 
  • “Hey, MC! I’ve got a really good idea.”
  • You look up from the robot dog you’ve been decking out with ribbons. “What is it?”
  • “Let’s play a game.”
  • “Yes!”
  • “I’ll hide my glasses, and you’ll try to find them. The winner gets one free wish.” 
  • “You’re on!” 
  • He’s blind for the next hour and a half, but the effort wears you out. You had climbed bookshelves and crouched down to check the undersides of his sports cars - all to no avail. 
  • Saeyoung can’t believe his plan worked. He thought you would lose focus and set about doing some other silly task - like decking him out with ribbons, for example. 
  • He melts when he sees you yawning because the sight of it reminds him of a puppy. “Saeyoung? I think I lost.”
  • “Yeah?”
  • You rub your eyes. “Where are they? Your glasses? Aren’t you blind right now?”
  • “I am. But now that you’ve lost you have to grant my wish.”
  • “Hmph. Don’t say something corny like ‘be mine forever’. I’ll punch you.” 
  • Saeyoung laughs. I knew she’d say that. “No. For now Iet’s just get some rest. Okay?”
  • You nod and give him a thumbs up. “You’ve got it, Captain.” He tucks you into bed and settles in beside you, chuckling to himself as he removes his glasses from the back of your hoodie. 

anonymous asked:

1/4 Hi, i read your post about Even being hypomanic and i need your opinion about this beucase you actually know about this disorder from your own experience. When I see Evak I can't stop thinking about it. I know that hypomania doesn't make you fall in love with someone but at the same time, if Even had been hypomanic (since like episode 4 imo) I can't stop this feeling that everythig he did (their first kiss or first sex) was driven by his hypomania and not by his feelings for Isak.

Hello anon,

I’m glad you’re asking me about this. I have bipolar (type II) and, although I’m not an authority figure on the topic (everyone’s experience with bipolar is different), I’ll try my best to explain my thoughts and interpretations of Even and his feelings for Isak in and outside of his hypo/manic episode.
I know there are other SKAM fans who have bipolar too and I hope they’ll feel free to chime in if they have anything to add to my answer.

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Weekly Voltron Fic Recs #29

That’s almost a hundred.

Rules: You can find past weekly rec lists here, and non-list recs in my general fic rec tag. This is stuff I like, and I have a huge bias toward Lance, hurt/comfort, and general fluff, in that order. Gen unless otherwise noted. Please comment on the fics if you read and enjoy them!

The Times They Remembered Pidge Was a Girl by MagmaWrites
Words:  1,639 (WIP 1/?)
Author’s Summary:  The stuff you have to deal with while being a girl doesn’t change just because you’re up in space. At least you have four guys, five lions, and two aliens on your side.
My Comments: Super cute space family being super cute.

Reach out for you (break these walls) by Utsukushin (UserFromPluto)
Words: 9,139
Author’s Summary: Keith is trying to make himself smaller, to bury his head deeper in his knees, and Lance’s heart freezes in his chest. Anger dissipating like an exploded firework, Lance lets his hand fall limply to his side, mind blurring with static. When he tries to speak, nothing comes out but a choked noise, so he tries again.“Keith,” he breathes. “Keith I’m not going to hurt you.” (Keith has an abusive past, but with time and care Lance helps him become accustomed to positive touch.)
My Comments: Klance, but reads mostly platonic. Lance just cares a whole, whole lot, and he’s very gentle and very careful and sweet, and the way Keith just sort of BLOSSOMS under the sunlight of his regard is beautiful to watch.

Garrison Days by castlestormed
Words: 4,093
Author’s Summary: Snippets of the kids’ Galaxy Garrison days: Hunk keeps things together, Pidge plods on with a purpose, and Lance tears through life with the audacity of a trainwreck. Fic 1: We were only talking. (Lance) Fic 2: Are you done ranting? (Pidge) Fic 3: We had a reason that day. (Hunk)
My Comments: Great interpretation of my favorite trio. Just a joy to read.

The Machinations of Perception by HapaxLegomenon
Words: 11,518 (WIP 5/23)
Author’s Summary: Matt Holt has been a Galran captive for… he doesn’t remember how long. He’s starting to lose hope of ever escaping, and is well past the starting point of losing his sanity.
My Comments: This one is intense and brutal. The rating is deserved, though it’s delicately handled. Take care if you have psychological triggers. That said, I’m very compelled by this version of Matt and his struggles to hold himself together so he can TRY to take care of his new cellmate.

Tell Me Something, Anything by wingedflower
Words: 1,875
Author’s Summary: Shiro wakes up from a nightmare with his Galra arm hurting like hell. He is ready to handle this alone, like always, but this time comfort comes from an unexpected source.
My Comments: I love it when Lance is out of his depth but still tries really, really hard, because he just cares so much and he can’t not try. He does succeed in helping in the end, and Shiro is grateful.

Ache by Zurela
Words: 3,790
Author’s Summary: Lance’s knee gets dislocated during a fight with a new robeast. He decides to ignore that for the sake of protecting his teammates, but Shiro doesn’t seem to agree with that idea.
My Comments: Here, have some more Lance whump. I never really get tired of it.

A Bright Light by Bandity
Words: 9,412
Author’s Summary: Lance gets injured on a mission gone wrong, but that was really only the beginning of his problems.
My Comments: Possibly my new favorite fic of all time, definitely my favorite of this list. Lance just deteriorates so FAST, and the scenario is so creative and cool, and the support of everyone else as they try to figure out the problem and fix it and help Lance through it is wonderfully steady and strong. Great Hunk, great Shiro, great everyone, and there are several images in this story that are gonna stick with me for a long time. Powerful stuff.

Everything You Are by Bandity
Words: 5,508 (WIP ½)
Author’s Summary: Follow up to Disappear Completely. Spoilers for Season 2. Lance was getting better, he really was. But when faced with losing another team member, he might just end up back where he was before.
My Comments: Sequel to my PREVIOUS favorite fic of the list, and this one is so good, too. I loved the levity in parts and the way Lance at the end draws Keith into his world. But in the middle is a whole lot of pain and grief from missing Shiro. Absolutely heartwrenching.

let my roots take flight by BathosBardess
Words: 3,362
Author’s Summary: “Katie, you’re fourteen.” “Pidge Gunderson is seventeen. He has no family. He graduated with a 3.8 GPA. I’ll be fine, Mom.” // Katie Holt never meant to be a problem child.
My Comments: Great Pidge backstory with some really powerful language and touching scenes.

For The Love of Quiznak, Just Let Us Take Care of You by inkbadger
Words: 2,876
Author’s Summary: Shiro gets sick. Of course, he doesn’t realize that he’s sick until it hits him like a truck.Or: Space Dad gets taken care of by his worried kids.Who sometimes want to throttle him for not sharing these things.
My Comments: Super cute space family being super cute, this time featuring sick Shiro.

Heirlooms by mackerelmademedoit
Words: 6,333
Author’s Summary: Something is wrong with Red and Keith just can’t figure it out. As her consciousness bounces backwards and forwards through time, Keith does a little time travelling of his own and remembers his father.
My Comments: Great Keith backstory, but I also love this one for the Keith and Coran interaction.

Deep Breath by Vialana
Words: 1,164
Author’s Summary: Envy is an ugly emotion. Lance hates it. Shooting things helps him deal with it.
My Comments: Really lovely Lance and Blue. I love them so much.

Constellation by WildWolf25
Words: 4,109
Author’s Summary: Each of them are like stars in the vast, cold, darkness of space. But when they come together, they form a constellation, and suddenly the world doesn’t seem quite so dark anymore.
My Comments: Paladin cuddle pile! Always good.

Disturbance by buttered_onions
Words: 18,915
Author’s Summary: Shiro is missing. Lance is determined to find him, but first he has to figure out how to work with Keith.Direct sequel to First Steps.
My Comments: HOLY CRAP YOU GUYS MORE OF ONIONS’S STAR WARS FUSION. It’s so so so so so good, ahhh, SO GOOD. I love the way the Force is practically a character, communicating with and connecting the others. I love how Pidge is introduced. I love Hunk and Coran. I love Lance’s perspective and how he tries to mend fences with prickly, hurting Keith. I love all the premonitions of much more dangerous and weighty events in the future. I love the internal journeys, GOLLY, I love internal mindscape journeys so much, used to write them al the time. ANYWAY, it is a good fic, you should read it, and everything else in the series so far.

Why do You Always Flirt with Me? by xSomedayxSoonx
Words: 5,279
Author’s Summary: The Voltron team is learning how to get along with each other in the Castle of Lions, but Allura can’t figure out why a certain paladin won’t stop flirting with her. She doesn’t mean to snap at him, but Lance stopping his flirtatious behavior affects the whole team.
My Comments: Oh man, I love fics where Allura and Lance become friends. I love how this one is more about cultural misunderstandings than anything else. Good stuff.

Midnight Sneaks by windscryer
Words: 2,809
Author’s Summary: Hunk and Lance just happen to be awake when Pidge wanders into the kitchen at oh-dark-thirty. And they have delicious mousse and freshly whipped cream.If she weren’t so tired, she’d have definitely caught onto their plot sooner.
My Comments: I love love love Hunk and Lance teaming up to take care of Pidge, even against her will.

The Stars Are Underground by lady_ymmik
Words: 2,452
Author’s Summary: A short drabble in which Lance misses home and rambles about Space a lot.
My Comments: Sweet emotional h/c featuring Lance and Shiro. What’s not to love?

All the things I can’t change by WonderBoy
Words: 1,186
Author’s Summary: voicemail (n): 1. a system in which callers can record and leave a digitized voice message 2. a message left using this system 3. a reminder
My Comments: This one hurts a lot.

Previously Recced Fics That Updated:

As Color Fades Away by IcyPanther
A Dream Away by BossToaster (ChaoticReactions)
Stardust, Silk and Steel by CalicoTomcat
Truce by kyanve
Shifting Sands by Cardigan_Quincy
Someplace Like Home by squirenonny
Secret of the Blood by exclamation
Masks by TiedyedTrickster
The Garden of Heaven by Genesister (papirini)
Lost in the Stars by WingedChickadee
Coming Undone by Emerald_Ashes
Playing Catch-Up by 5557
Love and Other Questions by squirenonny
The Color Of Our Planet From Far Far Away by LonelyGirlInSpace

Tales of Miss Fortune(Part 6)

AKA, God is dead and we are getting almost nsfw. RIP Adrien’s dick. And congratulations to everybody who guessed who is getting drunk.

Sin warning! Well, sort of.

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Marinette tapped her chin thoughtfully as she stared at the six rococo paintings propped against the wall. Sticking her tongue out she began sketching fastly, trying to make the imagine in her head take a form on the paper. She had this rococo inspired collection in her mind for a while now, she just needed the time to gather the reference material. Or in this case, oil paintings. Marinette looked at the paintings again. That was the problem with inspired collections. You always had to be careful how much you take, how much you put from you and how well it can blend so it actually looks good. After about twenty minutes Marinette was moderately satisfied with the sketch. Taking a sip from her tea, she glanced at her kwami, Tikki who was sleeping soundly on the puffy pillow Marinette had made for her three years ago. The little god had not been very happy with the way Marinette decided to use one of the most powerful miraculouses. It began by trying to convince Marinette to change her ways. But if you knew Marinette Dupain-Cheng you knew she was a stubborn one, so that attempt failed. And when the little god saw it was in vain, she just gave Marinette the silent treatment for almost two years. It had been… awkward. And then the accident with her father happened and her mother decided to move back to China and it was just Marinette in an empty apartment studio. In the end, she and Tikki had to speak. It turned out better than expected. She wasn’t approving Marinette’s behavior but she was being more amused by it than annoyed nowadays. Shaking her head she returned her attention to her sketches, only to be interrupted by a message.

Odd. If Alya wanted to talk with hr they would Skype. Picking up her phone, Marinette opened the message. And had to read it two more times to make sure she wasn’t seeing things.

I know this message could be interpreted as lacking properness, and you are under no circumstances forced to agree, but I am in a state that requires quite the distraction, but I’m not emotionally stable enough to get the respective distraction on my own. So this is my official invitation for you to share an alcoholic beverage with me. ω(=^・^=)ω 

Marinette covered her mouth and giggled. Oh, that awkward precious bean. Well, isn’t like she could refuse the offer of getting drunk with her sweet kitten. Marinette smirked. this was bound to be interesting.

It seemed like he was already drunk when she arrived, if his wobbly moves and foggy look were anything to go by. Adrien held the door open as he looked at Marinette, his eyes zeroing on her low v neck. He giggled.

“I can see your ladyboobies.” he burst into another fit of giggles.

Marinette raised one eyebrow: “I can take my shirt off so you can see them even better.”

As Adrien almost fell on his ass from the shock, Marinette strutted in, and took a seat in one of the armchairs before pouring herself a glass. That was some expensive wine, but isn’t like she should be surprised. Adrien joined her sitting in the armchair across from her and picking a bottle and beginning to gulp the wine down. Marinette let her gaze size him up, wondering just what got him into this state. She certainly hoped it was her. Adrien stared at his bottle as if it hid the answers to the deepest, darker secrets of the universe. With a dramatic sigh, he turned his eyes to her.

“I have to confess my sins.” Marinette was too taken aback to even answer to that. “I used to dress up as Sailor Moon for multiple years. I was the biggest Ouran High School Host Club fan out there, Tamaki was my role model. Once I ate a whole cake in one sitting cause my sweet tooth got out of control.”

Marinette wasn’t that surprised he was an anime fan. He probably liked memes too.

“I have a praise kink.”

“Oh!” Marinette sipped her wine and leaned forward, propping her chin in her hand, cause hell yeah, just hit the jackpot right here. He should have gotten drunk sooner. “Do tell me more.”

Adrien leaned against the back of the armchair and continued a rant. “And a bondage kink. That’s Miss Fortune fault. And I’m into pegging. And I really need to go to church these days or cleanse myself from all the sex dreams I have about her. And sometimes you. Oh, shit, forget I just said that. Anyway, I’m also into gags and pet play and… “

Marinette’s smirk was growing bigger with every kink Adrien was sharing. This night was way more fun than she could have ever imagined. And so informative. Oh, she will make good use of this newfound information. For noble purposes, of course.

“Marinette?” Adrien whined.


“Do you think Miss Fortune thinks I’m sexy?”

Oh, only if you knew, she thought.

Leaning back, she feigned indifference. “Well, she mentioned she is into blondes, so maybe.”

Adrien got the silliest grin in the world. It was so cute. Marinette bit her lip. She really had to keep from pouncing on him. “But what do you think? Do you think I am sexy?”

Oh, minou, you are far too entertaining, she smiled a little, glancing at her glass contemplatively. Now it was the time for her to play her cards right.

“You reminds me of Chat Noir, actually.” she pouted, her eyes sliding over Adrien. “And given I want to ride him so hard he won’t be able to work for a week, then yeah, I’d say yo are sexy.”

Adrien’s face turned red in seconds and he took another gulp of wine. “You think Chat Noir is sexy?” he must have realized he was being a little too obvious and added. “Funny, I think so too.”

Marinette crossed her legs, trying to hide her amusement at his failed attempts at subtility. “I’m sure you do. What about Miss Fortune, though?”

Adrien got a dreamy look. “Oh, she’s so gorgeous. Her blue eyes just wow, and when she smirks, it’s aaaaaaahhh, and when she teases me, it’s frustrating, but then mmmmmmmmmmm.” h actually moaned at that, before focusing his attention back on her. “ You kind of look like her, a little.” he sighed finally.

Marinette tapped her fingers against her glass, thinking carefully about her next move. She took another sip, finishing whatever was left in the glass and settled it on the table in front of her. Then, slowly, but surely, she got up and made her way towards him, slipping in his lap. “What if I tease you then?”

Adrien put his bottle down and laughed half-heartedly. “Nice try but I can only get hard when it’s Miss Fortune doing it with her yoyo.”

Marinette smirked. This night kept on giving. But back to the problem at hand. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she whispered. “Is this a challenge, angel?”

Adrien seemed to snap back out of his utter drunkness for a moment. He grabbed her wrists gently and took off her arms off his shoulders. “No. You are very pretty, but I am loyal to Miss Fortune.”

Marinette kept from growling. Really now? Really? What must a girl do to get the dick she had been thirsting over for years?

Striking his hair slowly, Marinette decided to play along some more. “And if Miss Fortune was here?”

She could have sworn thee was drool in the corner of his mouth. “My dream threesome.”

Seeing Adrien hadn’t entirely pushed her off, Marinette decided to test something out. Moving slowly, she rolled her hips, grinding against him. Adrien’s eyes were still far away, but his body reacted, his hips pushing back just slightly. Biting her bottom lip, Marinette kept the slow moves. Until she felt something hard against her thigh. Adrien finally seemed to snap out of his threesome dream land.

“Ignore the boner. My dick is more drunk than me. It probably thinks you are Miss Fortune.”

Tilting her head, Marinette gave him a curious look. “Can’t we pretend?”

Honestly, this night was becoming more hilarious with every move. Her whole charade will start to wear thing if Adrien kept being so ‘loyal’. And her hormones weren’t exactly easy to ignore. She was a woman with a healthy sex appetite thank you very much.

“No, no. I’m not as easy to fool as my dick.”

Well, his dick had obvious something to say on the matter, cause it only became harder and started testing the resistance of his jeans and Marinette could feel it perfectly.

“Ignore him, he is rude.”

“Does he have a name?” Marinette asked, glancing quickly between them.

Adrien nodded solemnly. “His name is Adrien Junior.”

Marinette cooed mockingly, which he probably didn’t pick on. “How cute!’ running her fingers through his hair, Marinette assured him. "Don’t worry, Adrien Junior isn’t rude at all. I could even play with him a little.”

“Ah, ah, ah.” Adrien wiggled his index finger in front of her eyes. “I said he only wants to play with Miss Fortune.”

Yeah, she knew how much Adrien Junior wanted to play with her. But Adrien Senior refused every damn time because of some morality bullshit. Marinette sighed. It was obviously she won’t get anything else out of him. If only she hadn’t left Tikki at home… wait.

Adrien gasped as she jumped off him and picked her purse, running out of the apartment.

“I forgot the oven on, I’ll be back soon!” she screamed over her shoulder.

Adrien frowned. That was odd, but hey, he didn’t want Marinette’s house to burn down. He raised his bottle, ready to take another sip only to discover the bottle was empty. Huffing, he went to the table, managing not to fall on his ass, and opened another expensive bottle of wine. the thing about expensive wine was that it was so good it got you drunk properly and that’s exactly what he needed to forget about the whole good kitten incident from that morning. After a couple of minutes, he was really getting too hot. Huh, alcohol was getting him hot. Interesting. He took off his shirt and pants, but kept his red boxers on. It was much better like that. He was contemplating the idea of calling it a night, when a figure stumbled through his balcony’s doors. And there was Miss Fortune in all her glory. Adrien almost dropped the bottle. Maybe she was a hallucination?

“Hey, hunk!” she waved at him.

Nope, she was certainly not a hallucination, hallucinations don’t talk. Or do they?

Well, Chat Noir isn’t here.“ she sighed dramatically. "How I wish he was here.” her eyes slid over to Adrien and she smirked. “Could you pretend to be my kitten for a while?”

Adrien’s brain wasn’t exactly working, so he could only gasp as his dick was screamed at him to accept. Miss Fortune strutted to him and sat on his lap. “Please? I really miss my kitten.”

Adrien squeaked. How could he refuse? “I can be your kitten. And anything else you want me to be.”

Miss Fortune began stroking his hair, the same way Marinette did earlier and just like then Adrien was trying his best not to purr. However, he couldn’t keep the whine in as she stopped her ministrations. However, Adrien’s eyes were about to pop out of his head as she reached for the back of her suit, making it come undone and letting the upper part slid off.

(Marinette knew she was inspired with the design and allowing it to be removable.)

She pouted, feigning shyness. “I always wanted my kitten to say they are his favourites.”

Adrien’s eyes slid to her exposed flesh and hardened nipples and he gulped. “They are my favourites! Your Ladyboobies are wonderful. I love them. I always wanted to hold them.”

Miss Fortune smiled. “Well, they are right here, a few centimeters away, so you have a chance.”

Adrien gasped in delight. Back in his teenage days, eh always wanted to hold her breasts. Not that now he didn’t want to, but he wanted to do other things some more. “Can I?”

Miss Fortune was really liking the starry look in his eyes. “Of course you can, kitten. But no claws, for now, my ladyboobies are a little bit too soft for that.”

Adrien reached for them and cupped her gently, enjoying the sensation of her skin against his palms. “They are warm.”

“Your hands are warm too, mon minou.” she purred. “I said no scratch, but you can squeeze them harder. I don’t mind a tight squeeze.”

Adrien did as she suggested, gripping the flesh tightly, enjoying the way they fit in his hands, before running his thumbs over her nipples. “I love them.”

Miss Fortune hummed, obviously satisfied with his presentation. Somewhere, his mind was screaming that he shouldn’t do things like that with a thief, but honestly, Adrien run out of fucks to give. And he was so drunk, this whole thing could be just one big hallucination. He was going to enjoy it as it lasted.

“Can I kiss them?” he asked suddenly.

“See for yourself, chaton. Can you?”

Licking his lips, Adrien lowered his head and began sucking on her left nipple while he kept massaging her right breast. His tongue teased her, before he moved his mouth, nipping at the sensitive skin above the nipple. As he kept his ministration, moving to the right breast as well, Miss Fortune moaned.

“Oh, minou, you really know how to use that tongue of yours.”

Adrien basked in the praise before a cat-like instinct took over him and he purred shortly. “They are mine. My ladyboobies.”

Miss Fortune giggled, before moaning again. Ah, this was wonderful. If only he would be sober. Tugging gently at his hair, she pulled him away from her boobs. Adrien whined, obviously not satisfied. He gasped as Miss Fortune picked him up and carried him bridal style to his bed.

“Cuddle time, pretty kitten.” she declared, settling him on the bed.

Adrien wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close and hiding his face in her breasts. Miss Fortune was stroking his hair soothingly, as he purred against her bare chest. Honestly, this was paradise on earth. Why didn’t he accept her advances earlier? His poor dick had been right the whole time.

“I love your ladyboobies.” he muttered against her skin.

“But do you love me, minou?”

Adrien raised his head oh so slightly, glancing at her with those gorgeous green eyes. “This pussy loves you purry much.”

Miss Fortune kept petting him until he fell asleep soundly. She unwrapped his hands from around her, before getting out of the bed. She tucked him under the blankets and kissed his forehead.

“Sleep well, mon amour.”

The Parallels of Zutara and Kallura

Ever since the second season of Voltron: Legendary Defender has come out, Kallura—Keith x Allura—has caused… quite the controversy, to say the least. Some have embraced the pairing, while others have rejected it. Nonetheless, there seems to be a consensus that the pair mirrors another from Avatar: The Last Airbender: Zuko x Katara, otherwise known as Zutara. The question is to what degree, and is the mirroring profound or shallow?

In this meta, I’ll explore the parallels between ATLA’s Zutara and VLD’s Kallura.

Note that while I ship these pairs, I will be looking at their relationships in an objective manner. How one decides to interpret these relationships, whether it be romantic or platonic, is up to that person. This meta isn’t meant to cause shipping discourse or convince anyone to ship anything. It’s only meant to evaluate the similarities between Zutara and Kallura.

Also note, spoilers for both shows will be discussed under the cut.

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Kenny the ISFP-T


These will be my own interpretations of each of the main four. Since these are gonna take a while I may as well separate them into individual posts by character. Besides they’re easier on people’s dashes this way.

Kenny… I fully expect this to be a tough one.

Introverted – “ I often prefer doing things alone or with one or two people I feel comfortable with. I take time to reflect so that I have a clear idea of what I’ll be doing when I decide to act. Ideas are almost solid things for me.”

Well this one’s easy. Kenny’s very clearly an introvert. He talks to only a handful of people and only chooses a few moments to do so, other times simply taking in information or satiating his own boredom. But socializing? Not one of his hobbies. There’s even some times where he’s silent even when people directly talk to him.

 His reactions are mostly internal, making external reactions seem very minimal.

Another thing I noticed, on the topic of that ^ Kenny doesn’t really talk to his parents. It’s more like they tell each other things and then that’s the end of it. 

There are only a handful of scenes I’ve seen where Kenny talks to his parents and they’re all short and to the point. The only exception is when he’s dressed as Mysterion. That’s actually an interesting thing to note. I could totally see Kenny using this as a way to talk to his family completely unfiltered.

The fact that Kenny doesn’t talk to his family much actually makes the depiction of his friendships even more heartwarming, since with the four boys he definitely comes out of his shell, showing a little snippet of every side of him to them.

But even then, he’s still pretty reserved. There’s very few times when Kenny will do something like go on a long winded speech or go out of his way to start a conversation. That’s got nothing to do with a comfort zone. That’s just the way Kenny is. He’s not shy, especially with his filthy mouth. He just doesn’t talk much.

Sensing – “Paying attention to physical reality, what I see, hear, touch, taste, and smell. I’m concerned with what is actual, present, current, and real. I notice facts and I remember details that are important to me.“

When I took the test I got the result of INTJ, but that was a little while ago, and looking at Kenny with the info I’m reading about the MBTI, the way he makes decisions is definitely in a Sensing approach, not an Intuitive approach.

Kenny is very much about the reality of every situation. He observes things in a very “that’s the way it is” manner, constantly weighing his options over whether or not it’s worth taking action as opposed to letting it happen. Most of the time he doesn’t interfere with most things, probably from a fear of dying if things escalate too quickly, which, they tend to do. And that of course is because of his repeated experience of dying at the drop of a hat. 

But that’s when things are already in motion. On the flip side, when nothing is happening and he is asked to do something, he often doesn’t object. Especially if it’s for the sake of an activity for his friends,

or for the sake of money.

But despite all the watching and thinking he does, he really doesn’t bother with philosophical or morally dubious questions. It’s an easy task for Kenny to accept things the way they are without much hesitation, and he can’t really be bothered with the question why. 

That’s probably how he ended up being Cartman’s best friend. A loyal friend who doesn’t ask questions makes for a good partner in crime.

Feeling –  “I believe I can make the best decisions by weighing what people care about and the points-of-view of persons involved in a situation. I am concerned with values and what is the best for the people involved. I like to do whatever will establish or maintain harmony. In my relationships, I appear caring, warm, and tactful.”

Probably the biggest misconception in the fandom is how Kenny handles relationships. Sure he talks a lot about how he wants to fuck tons of bitches to his friends and is incredibly crude about it, but that’s not how he treats his girlfriends.

Despite his frustrations with them and the fact that he actually does want to get laid with them, he treats them very sweetly and never directs any anger towards the particular girl he’s with. 

And even when it looks like he’s not going to get what he wants he still sticks around with them, even though he’s not happy with the outcome. He’ll go along with it for them. 

The fact that he changed his entire lifestyle for Tammy with no hope of a reward was a very drastic decision, but considering it was his first real life girlfriend it was probably a nice change to his usual domestic setting.

At a first glance this may not seem like a drastic decision considering it’s just settling into a dreary life, but it really is one. Kenny was consistently exposed to completely different stimulants before he went along with Tammy’s weird ring philosophy. Huffing paint, drawing tits, playing bloody video games, looking at playboys… For him to live a very opposite life, even when Tammy wasn’t around to catch him doing something different is very much an extreme. And it’s very rare for him to do.

Usually consistent in his everyday but subtly delinquent life, Kenny’s decision making rarely leads him to jumping into action. When it does, it’s purely emotion driven.

And most of the time incredibly reckless.

Those decisions aren’t logic driven. There may be logic behind it, but that isn’t what makes them happen. He feels the emotion, for maybe a few seconds he may rationalizes, but then he just does it.

Perceiving - “I use my perceiving function (whether it is Sensing or Intuition) in my outer life. Others see me staying open to new experiences and information. I like to stay open to respond to whatever happens. I appear to be loose and casual. I like to keep plans to a minimum. I work in bursts of energy.”

Kenny doesn’t give a fuck. 

I mean he does, but he certainly doesn’t think it’s worth worrying over. Kenny goes with the flow. STDs? Fuck it let’s roll the dice. Girlfriend not giving you a blowjob? Fuck it, watch some Grey’s Anatomy. Peruvian Flute Band stealing your thunder? Fuck it let’s dance.

He’s very fond of not being stressed and he definitely doesn’t like to brood. Slowing down to Kenny is the worst and he’d always rather being doing something than sitting down and moping about something not going his way.

Kenny just goes wherever life takes him, constantly being entertained by what he sees and just going with it as best he can.

Kenny isn’t negative or bored unless he’s absolutely forced to be. He’ll look for any kind of stimulant to avoid boredom and negativity. And considering he’s poor and lives in an abusive household, sometimes these wacky adventures his best friend and friend group drag him on aren’t around enough. Sometimes he needs a little substitute.

Kenny isn’t picky. He’s flexible and willing to try anything.

Overall Kenny is definitely a rare type of character. The quiet kid who will roll with anything you throw at him. An incredibly loyal friend who talks about doing the filthiest things but is also a sweetheart to women, and also a little bit of a druggie. But somehow, it all ties together. Character goals.

That’s my character analysis on Kenny. Next up is Cartman… oh boy, that’s gonna be fun.

Stan the ESFP-T
Kyle the INFJ-A

some gifs I made myself, the others you can find at @south-park-gifs

Mystic Messenger Characterisations - Saeran Choi/ Unknown

So, as I did for Yoosung yesterday… I’m going to write some stuff about the characterisation of Unknown/Saeran Choi. @unknown-saeranchoi you wanted to see this, didn’t you? I can’t remember >o<

Again, apologies if it gets ramble-like and stops making sense part way through….

Note: There will be serious secret ending spoilers in this, because most of the things about Saeran which I talk about come up during the secret endings.


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Holsom soulmate AU where your soulmate’s first words to you are written on your skin. Several people requested this one, so hope y’all like it!

For a while, Ransom is pretty convinced Taylor Swift is his soulmate.

His soulmark happens to be the first line from the first song off her first mainstream album, written in a loopy script. He doesn’t know this until he hears Fearless playing on the radio, at which point he almost crashes his car in shock. He’s heard of Taylor Swift, sure, but he’s never heard her – he’s twenty-one, and he thinks he’s found his soulmate.

Of course, as several people worldwide reveal their Taylor Swift lyric soulmarks over the coming years, Ransom realizes there’s a good chance it’s not her.

But she’s the first person he hears sing those words, and even if she’s not his soulmate (he intends to meet her at some point just to check) Fearless becomes his favorite song. The twang of the guitar, the distinctly country feel – he’s never been one for country, but he lets it slide this one time. After all, it’s basically his song.


Medical school is hard.

Really hard. And Ransom’s a delicate coral reef at the best of times, so he’s learned to manage his study time carefully. He gauges his mood and decides if he needs pure silence, moderate noise or overwhelming heavy metal to study in. His habits come down on the side of pure silence more often than not, but he has on occasion gone down to the music rooms just to sit outside the door and zone into his studying with a dreadful screeching and the crash of drums in his ears.

Today, though, Ransom decides that he’s itching for something else. Brown is an elite school and there are plenty of coffee shops littered around trying to capitalize on the highly stressed student population, but he’s not in the mood for seeing several other frazzled people with papers strewn across tables. Instead he opts for something slightly further out from college, about ten minutes away by bus, and hops off at Bits and Pieces at 2pm sharp. He’s never been to the cutesy café-bakery before, but he’s heard only good things about it from April, March’s girlfriend, so he decides to give it a try. He approaches the pale blue storefront and pushes open the door to the tinkle of bells.

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Music Series: Sorry by Halsey

I hope this imagine comes out as good as it’s feeling in my head right now. It came to me immediately as I was listening to the song on Spotify and reading the lyrics.

Insecurities and regrets feel horrible, and this song really brings that to life.

Thank you, Anon, for the request. I hope you all enjoy my Harry interpretation of “Sorry” by Halsey, which can be heard HERE on my Spotify playlist called ‘Gloomy Poops’.

p.s. Please forgive me for a few hours this evening away from writing, as I travel to and enjoy hearing Norah Jones live in concert! I’ll be back to writing over the weekend, so I hope you’ll stick with me!

Much love to you all, and I hope you enjoy a beautiful weekend!




I’ve missed your calls for months it seems

Don’t realize how mean I can be

‘Cause I can sometimes treat the people that I love like jewelry

'Cause I can change my mind each day

I didn’t mean to try you on

But I still know your birthday and your mother’s favorite song

“Hey!” Harry greeted you excitedly, as he saw you walking out of the store he was about to enter. “Where have you been hiding, love? I’ve not seen you in awhile.”

Your heart raced a bit when you heard his voice.

“Oh, you know me,” you smiled, nervously. “Keep myself busy. How are you, Harry?”

“I’m good,” he said, with a kiss to your cheek and a comfortable hug. “We need to catch up again. Are you free sometime? I’ve missed talking with you.”

“Um…yeah,” you agreed. “Sure, just say when.”

“Come over tomorrow night,” Harry grinned. “I’m having a few friends over. I tried calling you last week to invite you but you didn’t answer.”

You smiled slightly. “Sorry…yeah, I…sorry…”

“Just come. It’ll be fun,” Harry said, rubbing his hand up and down lightly on your back. “I’ve missed you.”

So I’m sorry to my unknown lover

Sorry that I can’t believe

That anybody ever really

Starts to fall in love with me

Sorry to my unknown lover

Sorry I could be so blind

Didn’t mean to leave you

And all of the things that we had behind

It started out simple between you and Harry. Innocently hanging out and having fun together, first with other friends, then only the two of you. But when Harry started texting and calling you more, inviting you to do things with him, along with a bit of flirting from both of you, and a lot more making out than you probably should have let happen, you felt your walls towering above you again and began distancing yourself more.

He was too good for you. He was loved by so many, and you knew you weren’t good for him. Years of being hurt by men had left your heart surrounded by unscalable walls and always on-guard. The minute you felt a relationship becoming more serious, you ended it, afraid that you would hurt the guy the same way you had been hurt in the past. So why risk it? Hurting someone like that, someone you cared about, was a huge guilt to carry around with you.

When you felt yourself starting to give your heart away, you ruined it. You knew you did, it was all you. They may have been great guys, but that just emphasized even more that they deserved someone better than you. It became easier to write someone off, thinking they treated you the same as any other girl, that they really didn’t love you, they were just using you to get what they wanted, so you would cut them off before they could do that to you.

Maybe someday you would find someone that made you think differently, but you had your doubts. Only one had ever made you feel a shred of possibility, and he had just surprised you while shopping.

I run away when things are good

And never really understood

The way you laid your eyes on me

In ways that no one ever could

And so it seems I broke your heart

My ignorance has struck again

I failed to see it from the start

And tore you open 'til the end

“I’m glad you decided to come, love,” Harry said, as he greeted you in his home, wrapping his arms around you and kissing against the side of your head lightly.

“Thanks for inviting me,” you smiled, looking around and seeing a few people you knew.

Harry pulled away and looked at you with that look that had unnerved you months before, the same look he had worn the day you had bumped into him and received the invite for the party. The same look you remembered months earlier as you felt yourself falling for him. The look made you melt a bit, made your heart beat a bit faster and stirred up the butterflies in the pit of your stomach. Harry handed you a drink, remembering your favorite, and leading you away from the noise of the others, out the glass doors to the pool area where you could talk more openly.

“So, you just sort of left…last time…you know?” Harry said, looking into your eyes. “Didn’t answer my texts or calls.”

“I know. I’m sorry about that,” you nodded, looking down at the drink in your hands, avoiding eye contact. “Life just gets busy sometimes, I guess.”

“Wasn’t that, was it?” Harry asked, biting the inside of his cheek. “Think I know you pretty well by now.”

“Oh, you think?” you said, cocking your head a bit, defensively.

“Come on, sweetheart,” he said sweetly. “Please don’t be like that.”

You shifted the weight on your feet and bit your tongue at the sarcastic comment that was building there, thinking better of it, knowing he didn’t deserve the bite.

“How long have we known each other?” Harry asked you.

“Um…little over a year, I guess?” you said thoughtfully, looking at him questioningly as he nodded.

“We were pretty close for awhile, too,” he replied, as you caught him looking at your lips with a slight smile. “I thought we were getting along really well, love. But, after that night, when I asked you to be my girl…you disappeared, didn’t even tell me goodbye. Kicked myself thinking I’d scared you away. Was worried about you, till I saw you one night and saw you were alright. Then I just felt guilty that I made you leave.”

“Harry…” you started.

“No, it’s okay, babe,” he interrupted. “If you didn’t feel the same about me, that’s okay. I just wish you’d have said…”

“Harry, it’s not that,” you said, swallowing hard.

“Then please,” he replied, grabbing your hand firmly, a look of desperation, the need to understand. “Please, tell me why you left without a word. I had so many feelings for you…still do.”

“That’s why!” you said forcefully, your heart feeling like it was jumping from your chest. “Harry, I’m…I’m not good for you…for anyone. I make a mess of things, I’m a mess! I didn’t want to leave. But I had to. You deserve better than…” you caught your breath, “…me.”

“Sweetheart, what are you talking about?” Harry questioned, setting his drink down and taking your hands in his. “You’re amazing to me!”

“I’m not,” you shook your head. “Harry, you would end up hurt. And I care too much about you to do that to you. All I’ve ever known with love, is pain, and unhappiness, and being treated horribly. I don’t know how to love someone! And I’ll hurt you, so please, just…”

“No!” Harry protested. “I’ve seen you do this before, after we first met. You get close to someone, then push them away when they start to climb those walls you have built up around you. So you hurt them before they can hurt you. Well, I won’t let you do that to me. You run…you get scared, I understand that. But, I won’t let you run from me. Not again.”

Sorry to my unknown lover

Sorry that I can’t believe

That anybody ever really

Starts to fall in love with me

Sorry to my unknown lover

Sorry I could be so blind

Didn’t mean to leave you

And all of the things that we had behind

Harry pulled you sharply against him, his mouth tasting the traces of your drink on your lips and his hands finding the skin between the trim of your top and waist of your jeans. You tried to brace yourself against him but you were always weak to his touch. As you softened into him, a loud crash was heard from inside the house and you both turned your head quickly toward that direction. Harry looked at you, a tug-of-war within himself between you and running to see what happened.

“Don’t go!” he told you, turning and quickly running into the house, where he found someone had accidentally bumped into a large vase, causing it to crash to the floor below, into what must have been thousands of tiny pieces.

“Harry, I’m so sorry! I’m such a klutz!” his friend whined, trying to pick up the larger pieces and clean up the mess.

“No, it’s fine, no worries,” Harry answered.

For several minutes, Harry worked to clean up the mess, not wanting any of his guests to injure themselves on the broken pieces scattered around the floor. Once cleaned, he assured his friend again that it was okay, it wasn’t an expensive or exclusive piece, and to please not worry about it. As he began to walk back to you, Harry looked around, seeing you were not standing in the spot he left you in. He looked around at the other guests still at the party, but you were nowhere to be seen. 

Glancing over to the table next to where you had stood, having a heartfelt conversation with the woman he hadn’t been able to lose from his mind for a year, he saw your glass, setting on the table next to his, your red-stained lip marks perfectly adorning the napkin next to it. Harry lifted the napkin in his hands, realizing you had left him again, and folded the napkin carefully, placing it in his shirt pocket.

He took a deep breath, looking up at the stars in the dark night sky. He wasn’t letting you get away this time. He didn’t know how, but he would find you again. And next time, he would make sure you stayed.

And someone will love you

Someone will love you

Someone will love you

But someone isn’t me

June 11-19, Newfoundland-Labrador

June 11th Gae and I took a guided walk at Tablelands in Gros Morne National Park. The table top itself are bits (many kilometers long and wide) of mantle exposed after tectonic plates overlapped and erosion took off most of the crust.

Here’s the guide talking geology and plants, which are few due to the lack of potassium, nitrogen and phosphorus in the mantle.

Alpine plants dot the lower elevations of the Tablelands, this one looks like moss, but isn’t, and has up to a 4 foot tap root.

Grey moss looks dead, but the addition of moisture kicks off photosynthesis in seconds.

Boardwalks protect the boggy portions of the trail, which support many carnivorous plants.

The  majority of the mantle is Peridotite, but cracks were filled and developed into serpentine, whose surface is shown here.

The location and views were unique and beautiful, bringing a passel of photography buffs with high end equipment for a seminar.

After our first hike, we went to the interpretive center nearby, which had lots of staff to answer questions and excellent displays. We decided to hike up the hill behind the center so Gae could reach her 10k step goal for the day.

Splashes of color and texture lined the hillside trail.

We took the Lookout Trail to the top of the hill, which was pretty exhausting for both of us, but the views were spectacular.

A lone traveler at the lookout kindly caught a great shot of our sweaty climber look;-)

Spring color came in small but brilliant doses.

Delicate and bright maple leaf starts.

In the evening I decided to try some iceberg ice in Drambuie, my first! All I could think of was the way rice krispies are supposed to act… Snap, Krackle, Pop. It never cracked in to parts, just popped in the liquid all the way to nothing… cool! Oh… the Drambuie wasn’t bad either;-)

We stopped at Waters Edge RV park near Bonne Bay for the night.

June 12th we continued north through the park, picking up walks and hikes along the way.

We stopped to walk a short trail to Southeast Brook Falls, quickly leaving the area before road improvement blasting started in 15 minutes.

We stopped in rock harbor to get some fresh water, and toured Lobster Cove Head Lighthouse nearby. The wind was frigid off the ocean, and it apparently never stops.

Along the Bakers Brook Falls trail we ran across a bench that had been delivered in the snow… the easy way:-)

A small pond nearly glowed azure under the clear skies.

The steps to the falls viewpoint were greatly appreciated.

The recent rains had the stepped falls roaring.

Bright yellow flowers lined much of the wetter parts of the trail, which had several boardwalks that were kilometers long.

We camped at Berry Hill campground to take advantage of the showers after a day of hiking.

June 13th we headed to hike the Western Brook trail.

I only spotted a few stunted trees sporting delicate cone flowers.

We decided to forgo the $60 boat ride up the lake at the end of the trail, both for cost and lack of reservations, but the views were still gorgeous.

A trail extension to snug harbor required fording a deep, fast, river… not for us.

We continued north to the ferry terminal to Labrador, where we stayed at a town-run RV park so we could clean ourselves and our laundry before taking the ferry.

June 14th we caught the ferry to Labrador.

Here we are in line, ready to drive into the hold via the front door.

We drove to Red Bay, with plans to check it out and head back to catch a return ferry we’d reserved the following day.

The Basque whaling town had 2 excellent museums and a few icebergs in its bay.

An old shipwreck at the mouth of the bay helped archeologists find the wrecked Spanish galleon that provided so much interesting history and artifacts to the museum.

I discovered the brakes were going to the floor as we attempted to leave for our return to the ferry. Looking closely, the driver side brake line had been rubbed so thin the fluid started squirting out under pressure. I panicked as usual, and we had no luck using the phone lent to us by the generous people at the Whalers Restaurant near one of the museums to contact a repair shop.

June 15th, I attempted to patch the line, but the high pressures and lack of anything that would stick to the line led me to failure. Gae, meanwhile, contacted AAA, and arranged for a tow to a shop 15 miles away. We took a walk while waiting for the afternoon tow.

Sleds like this litter the landscape and are used in the winter to haul wood and other material across the area.

This black lichen decorated many large boulders scattered along the trail we took.

Here I am getting dirty with a fruitless repair.

We met a nice bicyclist, Virginia, who’d travelled from St. Catherine near Niagra Falls… we were impressed!

Coastal Motors in Forteau, arrived to save our bacon around 3 in the afternoon, having ordered express delivery of the part in hope of fixing it on the 16th.

We spent the night parked behind their shop. June 16th the part arrived late, and turned out to be for a ‘99 Dodge Ram 3500 truck, which, of course, had completely different connection formats! They were able to sneak in an order for the correct part before the parts place in St. John’s closed. The expected arrival wasn’t until Tuesday, the 20th, so we tucked in for the weekend in Forteau. Akash Gunput, the parts man at Coastal Motors, brought us to his home so we would shower in the evening. We were thrilled to visit and meet his whole family.

June 17th was windy, but not raining, so we took our bikes for a ride to Point Amour Lighthouse, 9 miles away.

Here’s Gae at the point with icebergs behind her. The ride was tough on the pothole ridden highway.

June 18th we stayed close to the van in anticipation of a dinner date with Akash and his family. Again Akash picked us up, and we enjoyed visiting some more and a wonderful dinner prepared by Preety, his wife.

Here his handsome family after a great meal, including Priyanshu, Preety, Akash and Yashveen. Their generosity was hugely appreciated:-)

It’s June 19th and I’m updating this blog, while Gae takes a walk to get her 10K steps. It’s windy and raining and cold again, and we are so thankful Coastal Motors has set us up with an electrical connection while we wait for our part.

This is what we do, I push too hard and you do things without my consent. That’s our relationship. Now we can end it or we can just accept it as it is. That felt like ‘accept it.’

Yeah, it’s not perfect—no one’s saying it isn’t. How could their relationship be anything other than messy when Cosima is in constant, inescapable peril and the only way Delphine knows how to deal with it is to devote everything she has to protecting her from the people who destroyed both their lives?

But I think the really important detail here is that neither of these characters know what we know. We know that they are in the middle of the last season of this show and all this shit’s all about to end. They have no idea, and that’s why these lines are so important.

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BTS complete theory: Spring Day

This whole theory is about BTS and their music videos, short films, solos, lyrics. The pictures of the boys are ALL FROM THE MUSIC VIDEOS. I do not own them.

I will only explain their meanings and connections.

(There are mentions of death, suicide etc. If you are uncomfortable with that, then I would not recommend reading this.)

I will post the explanation to each mv separately but please be careful to follow the order of the explanations because otherwise it won’t make sense at all.

Read BTS complete theory: Blood Sweat & Tears Jap. ver. first.

Now, this is going to be confusing, but I will try my best.
You see until now the theory has been about Jin’s suicide, which was the trigger for the boys’ depression. V killed his father and was left alone to cope with it, taking his life at the end. Rapmon, who felt pressure by his “role” as the one who needs to take care of the boys, distanced himself from the others and lost himself. Jungkook and Suga tried to support each other but in the end, Jungkook died in a car crash, something that he couldn’t avoid even if he had tried to (more to that later). Suga, after losing his “piano”, his support, slowly fell apart in guilt and sadness. Jimin and Jhope, the last two who kept hoping for the good times to come back and supported each other, were separated by Suga, who desperately wanted to “save and help” Jimin, though due to the guilt and pain not realising just how much he was making everything worse. Jimin turned his back to the good times and wandered off to walk his own, evil path. And lastly, even Jhope, the “angel”, decided to give up, realising that he was all alone.
It is for sure that in the very end, they will be together “by Abraxas’ side”, though until then, tempted to fulfil their evil desires, they all, in a way, walk their own path.
This is what happened in the theory until now. And it could end right here with WINGS but we still have You Never Walk Alone.
Now, if we just look at the name, YNWA, it is obvious that it’s the complete opposite of the theory until now. Because, at the very end, the boys might be together in the “world of evil” but they don’t walk together. They might follow the same thing (=> evil) and they may share the same destination (=> Abraxas), but on the way to that, they are alone.  

This is what the story is about because this is what they show in WINGS.
But, with YNWA, BTS disproves the story and everything that happens in it.
With YNWA, they are trying to say that instead of choosing the evil path and walking alone until the end (like in WINGS), choose the good path and move on together - walk that good path together.
Because the good path will keep them together and even strengthen their bond since all of them will try to move on by creating new memories. Of course, it will take them some time to be fully happy again, but they won’t be alone. Because if the boys decide to lessen their pain by trying to accept what happened and move on together, they won’t feel the need to let everything out by sinning and they won’t be alone.
They can always keep the dead in their heart, always keep the memories with them without feeling the pain anymore since together, they learn to accept and move on. And with that, even if you can’t see them, the people you lost will stay in your heart and they will walk that path of accepting and moving on with you. Since by accepting, you keep them forever in your heart and by moving on, you keep going with them in your heart. So, wherever they (the boys) go, the people they’ve lost will stay in their hearts and stand by their side while they move on and make new memories together. And this is what they show in Spring Day.
What would happen if they choose the good path and stick together:
First of all, compared to the other mvs, we don’t have any signs of evil. There are also no signs of V’s suicide or him killing his dad. We don’t have that thing where you first see a happy scene then a sad one. We have more “happier”? colours and landscapes.
But it still seems sad.
I will explain all of that.

V is waiting for the train:

And this is what V is doing right now but unlike WINGS here he chooses the good path.

We see the train from two dimesnions/perspectives but the meaning doesn’t change.
Which two perspectives?
The dead one’s and the one’s who is alive.
Obviously, Jin is dead but the reason why we see the train from two different dimesions/perspectives (life and death) is not because of Jin but because of Jungkook.
I know, I said that YNWA shows what would happen if they take the good path, but it doesn’t matter what path they choose, Jungkook would still die because his death isn’t something that is his choice (unlike V’s suicide). He dies in a car accident. It would have happened anyway. Even if there hadn’t been a fight, its his “fate” to die in a car accident.
But it’s different with V since he committed suicide because of how his situation turned for the worse. But in this mv, there is nothing that indicates his death and that makes sense because as said before, this mv is about the good path and here V doesn’t kill his dad, meaning that he also doesn’t commit suicide, which is why we have nothing in this mv that indicates V’s death or him killing his dad.
Anyways, back to the train:
There are maaany ways to interpret the train, I looked it up and there were so many different things. But I chose the one that, in my opinion, makes the most sense:
So now to the different perspectives (but the meaning of the train is the same):
Jungkook’s pov:

That might be because Jungkook is dead. That’s why he could be talking about another dimension.

Namjoon’s pov and the meaning of the train:

He accepts what happens in life. He accepts Jungkook’s death and he also accepts Jin’s death.
But to be able to accept he has to do this:

Rapmon goes “through” the train and sees this:

He finds his old memories. His memories of when everyone was there. And this is exactly the thing he avoided in WINGS. Everyone but Jimin and Jhope (at first) did that. But remembering these is the first step of accepting. Because you accept that these times can’t be brought back, because Jin and Jungkook are dead. And he has to accept that. But these memories not coming back doesn’t mean that he can never be happy again. He can make new memories with what he has left. That it what it means to move on. But the progress of accepting can be very painful, remembering the old memories can be painful, that’s why the Rapmon who walkes “through“ the train and arrives “in his memories” looks like this:

I know that before these scenes, we see that Omelas sign.

I think the reason why BTS included this in the theory is because they are trying to use other things, which have a similar deep meaning, in relation to their story so that these “other things” can make BTS’ (or better said the story’s) point clearer.

Let me explain:
Omelas is basically about how one child suffers and the rest of the humans in this ciy are happy (as said above).
But just like WINGS, they also disprove the story of Omelas.
Beause as said before, this mv is about walking the good path and always staying together, suffering together and being happy together. Whereas in WINGS and Omelas, its about one person suffering alone so that in the end either that person is happy (WINGS – being with the boys but having to stay by Abraxas’ side) or the others are happy (Omelas).
But by adding Omelas in this mv, which shows how they all go one path together, suffer together and in the end, are happy together, they are trying to say that you don’t need to suffer alone (the child) or you don’t need to “blame” one person to be happy.
Instead you can all suffer together and try to be happy together. The city could have saved the child, who was suffering in the cellar, even if that meant that the city can’t be happy anymore. They could have saved the child and could have suffered together from the consequences until they could find a new place where not only the others but also the child can be happy.
This is what I belive BTS meant. Of course, it doesn’t have to be right.

Anyway, continuing:

Jimin is by the water => Jin’s suicide. The fact that he went there indicates that he also is ready to accept.

Is he even real

Remember how Jin always photographed the beautiful moments in his dream world? It’s the same with this scene, he wants to capture the moment. In WINGS, he created that dream world because he didn’t want to accept his death and wanted to spend time with the boys since only with them he can be truly happy. I’ll come back to this.


Here we see a carousel:

Like the train there are many interpretations but I chose the most common and likely ones:

“Youth is never coming back”
This was also mentioned in WINGS. All of them wanted their youth back. And the fact that Jungkook is standing next to it, staring at the carousel which represent all of that above, shows us that he probably wants to go back to the boys. He is stuck in the past. Also: here he is all alone.
I will come back to this.


Meaning that this is the exact moment V has to decide which path he wants to take. In WINGS, he chose the evil path.
Here in Spring Day:

Meaning that, just as I said, he chooses the path of good, and with the others he decides to move on, through this, he will gain much happiness.

And him having chosen this path means that he first must accept, like Rapmon did while remembering his old memories:

And then:

He starts to smile happily, meaning that in the end, after the pain, he decides to accept it.

You see, like in almost all mvs, the scenes here are also not in order :’) That’s why, from now on, I will tell you the “story” in the right order and not like it is shown in the mv:
At first we see how the boys are trying to decide which path they need to go. They start to remember everything they did back when everyone was alive.
This is shown trough V (above) and through Rapmon:

But them starting to accept means that they keep Jungkook and Jin forever in their heart and move on with them there by making new memories. And if the boys accept it, then it will also be easier for JK and Jin to accept their death because:

Him being stuck in the past is because of the happy memories and by “youth is never coming back” they mean, as said in WINGS, that the innocent and happy times won’t come back and this is partly the reason why Jungkook doesn’t want to accept his death. He wants to be happy with the boys.

But if the boys accept his death, keeping him and the time they spent together forever in their hearts, Jungkook can stand by their side. Wherever they go, Jungkook (and Jin) will be in their heart and stand by their side, even if the boys can’t see them. So, if after accepting, the boys start to move on by making new memories and being happy, Jungkook and Jin will also be a part of these, even if the boys can’t see them, they are there.
That’s why once the boys accept (shown through V and Rapmon):

He starts to accept as well.

The other boys don’t watch the carousel. They don’t feel anxious about the “transition into adulthood”. They don’t feel anxious about “youth never coming back” because even if the happiness and innocence from youth doesn’t come back, even if they can’t have back those times where everyone was there, they can make new happy memories. As adults who have experienced the pain of losing loved ones. They don’t “emotionally go in circles”, they move forward. That’s why they’re not watching the carousel, but are disturbing its circular movement, by going “through it” or by not going in circles themselves.
Instead of holding on to the “childhood joys”, they will move forward and experience the joys of being an adult.
All in all, this means that the boys accept Jungkook’s and Jin’s death and decide to move forward, together.
And because they do that, Jungkook also accepts and moves forward with them in their hearts:

And the scene that we see here:

This is proof that they’ve moved on after Jin’s death.
Let me explain:
Jin is the only one who is sitting on the chair, like it doesn’t seem as if he’s fully a part of them. He seems like an “extra”.
The boys can’t see him but he is still with them in their hearts. The others look sad because they might have accepted his death but on days like these, where they’re probably celebrating his birthday or something else that is related to Jin, they do miss him. But Jin is happy because he can be with them.

And now its Jungkook. None of them are smiling, but Jungkook is standing out. And here, it’s about JK’s death.

He’s picking up the shoes. These shoes indicate Jin’s death (his suicide). More to that later on.

That’s Jin. He then puts the dirty clothes into the washing machine:

The others need to accept that Jin is dead, so that he himself can walk the good path.

And this is what went wrong in WINGS. The boys did not want to accept Jin’s death and followed the evil path. That’s why Jin also had to follow that path.
But in this mv, they all take the good path.

We see Jin in the same room as the others but the fact that these shoes, which are a symbol for his death, are next to Jimin, show us that Jin is dead here. This means that we again see two dimensions. It might seem as if Jimin is staring at Jin but that is not possible. He probably is staring at the washing machine.

I think the meaning of this is pretty obvious. He also wants to accept the deaths.

Did I ever tell you the meaning of the snow we see here?


Paper planes:

I think by that “idea that gets you nowhere” they’re trying to indicate that Jhope was also thinking about not accepting Jin’s death. He probably did not want to accept at first but him letting that paper plane go should shows us that he finally “lets go” of that option or whatever you want to call it.

Remember this?:

But now this scene:

It’s the continuation of this

since we see that he is putting his hands down.

Just as he was about to “capture the moment”, everyone diappears. Because he and the boys aren’t from the world anymore, which is why he can’t “take a picture” (him doing that thing with his hands is supposed to indicate that he is taking a picture/capturing the moment). In that scene in which we see him and the boys, we have two dimensions: The boys (those who are alive) and Jin (dead). The fact that Jungkook isn’t with the boys, proves that Jin really is dead since Jungkook dies after Jin. But basically, Jin doesn’t have “access” to the other world that’s why he can’t capture something that happens there. He might be able to see the boys but that’s it, he can’t do more. But him still trying to do so might be his way of getting used to his death? Like, he always forces himself to have a “reality check” so that, while being with the boys, he doesn’t get too carried away and mix reality with his “dream” of being with the boys again.

You remember this?: 

But at the same time, we also saw him in the train:

Meaning that there is a part of Jungkook that accepts his death and the fact that he can’t fully join the boys anymore and another one that doesn’t. (but we know in the very end he accepts it since the others do so as well)
And in the following scenes that is shown:

Here opens the doors to his memories. How do I know that? Because it’s the same that Namjoon did:

[Before I continue, just a side info:

this is the same room as this:

meaning that this place is somewhere they always visit (after and before JK’s & Jin’s death => that’s why we also see it in JK’s memories)]

Anyways, back to my main point:
Jungkook goes back to his memories and gets the boys from there since he doesn’t want to accept his death (“youth is never coming back”) and wants to continue “re-living” his memories.


That’s why the scenes with the carousel:

This means that the boys he sees here:

Are not the real ones, they are the ones form his memories.
But then he suddenly sees this:

He sees that part of him that accepts his death.

And this is the moment where Jungkook realises that he can’t be happy by remembering the memories because there is a part that keeps reminding him that he is dead (the part that sits in the train). That part blocks his way.

And this is directed towards that part of Jungkook that doesn’t want to accept his death. Even if he is dead, he can still stay in the hearts of the boys, giving him the chance to make new memoires “with them”.
Also, look at his lips:

Like, this is just my opinion and I don’t know if they really wanted to indicate that with this scene, but I think the colour of his lips could be a sign that he is dead. When I first saw this scene, I was like “OH OH OH ANOTHER THING THAT SHOWS THAT HE IS DEAD” but like, it doesn’t have to be.

But it doesn’t really matter since it is already obvious that JK is dead.
Anyways, my friend:

Namjoon is surrounded by light.
But when Jungkook’s light disappears (indicating his death):

It’s like Namjoon is standing in front of an entrance to a dark room – a dark memory. Since the rooms in this train represent their memories, we can say that it’s a dark memory for sure.
At first, he opened the doors to the memories of them being together and happy:

After accepting that this (pic) was a memory and that he can’t keep on watching it, he moves forward.
And in that scene above, we see how he is about to go inside the dark room – he is about to “watch” that dark memory – “watch” the memory of Jungkook’s death so that in the end, he can accept and move forward again.
But then suddenly:

We see his light again.
That’s because Jungkook will forever live in the boys’ hearts, just like Jin.
If they all accept, they will be together forever. That’s the reason why we see the boys.

And in the end:

They’re all together and accept it. No more darkness and no more snows.

Spring has arrived.

Rap Monster & V

Jimin & Jhope
Suga & Jungkook – But they are separated and are looking in opposite directions because Jungkook is dead. Suga can’t see him.
Jhope is trying to cheer up Jimin because he probably still misses Jin and Jungkook because they are dead. But even though they are sitting next to them, they can’t be seen.
But the boys have accepted that these two are dead, that’s why Jin and Jungkook can stay next to them.

Jimin and the others have achieved their goal of accepting.

And now, they can walk together.

The snow is melting

About the lyrics:

I think it’s pretty clear but if you want me to explain it, I will do so gladly :D You just gotta tell me

There is one more thing:

The last scene from Blood Sweat & Tears Japanese ver.:
I needed to explain Spring Day first so that that scene can make sense.
But basically, that last scene is the “turning point” between WINGS and SPRING DAY.
Let me explain:

We first see this. It’s the same from HYYH, meaning that this last scene is connected to that aera.

Him working here shows us that this last scene is connected to the I NEED U mv because he worked there during that mv too. So I am assuming that is happening during the I NEED U mv time.
And in I NEED U, Jin is already dead and the innocene of the boys is “destroyed”, as shown there and also AWAKE:


So basically, the lighter is being used to show that the boys have chosen the wrong path and have started to lose their innocence. The lighter burned the petals.
But what if Jin didn’t have that lighter to burn the flower petals? = What if Jin couldn’t “use” his death (lighter) to destroy the innocence of the boys and make them choose the evil path (lily petals). = What if Jin’s death did not affect the boys in such a way that they had to choose the evil path?
This is what is shown in Spring Day. The boys’ innocence is not being “destroyed” because they choose the good path and stay together. Meaning that the lighter can’t and doesn’t burn the lilies.
And Bts used that last scene in BST j-ver. to empathize that point.
With that last scene they are trying to show that the lighter can’t burn the lilies anymore. And this is the YNWA version of I NEED U because here we see that his death doesn’t affect the boys in such a way that they start to sin. But in the original I NEED U (the mv), we see that he burns the lilies, meaning that that original I NEED U mv is the WINGS version.
Let me explain:

It’s the same lighter that Jin uses to burn the petals:

(it might seem a bit different but that’s because of the light)

So here we see that Jin gives Rapmon the lighter which had “made it possible” for him to destroy the boys’ innocence = Jin’s death does not bring the boys to the evil path and makes them lose their innocence.
That is why, we can consider this as the start of YNWA. Since in YNWA the boys stick together and choose the good path, fighting against the pain of having lost someone instead of letting Jin’s death destroy them.
And in WINGS, which starts with the original I NEED U mv where Jin’s death does affect the boys in such a way that they start to sin (= the lighter bruns the lily petals), we see that the boys suffer.

But why Rapmon? And why does Jin say “It’s been a while”? How can they even interact if Jin is dead and Rapmon is alive?
I don’t think it is important to whom Jin gives it because that scene is not about the person Jin gave it to but about the fact that Jin doesn’t have it anymore.
But the reason why it’s Rapmon is probably because he is the “father” of the group. Like, if anything happens to Jin, he is the one who has to take care of the boys. Maybe he gave it to him so that he could keep the lighter away from the liliy petals, just to be safe. = He has to make sure that, no matter what, Jin’s death doesn’t affect the boys in an “evil” way.
Rapmon has to be there for the boys, cheer them up and make sure that they learn how to accept so that they can move on.
It is true that they shouldn’t be able to interact. It is impossible. Unless it is something like a dream or a different dimension. The “It’s been a while” could indicate Jin’s death since Rapmon shouldn’t be able to see him after he dies but the fact that he does see him again could mean that this really is a dream or omething like that. What I am trying to say is: Rapmon sees Jin in his dream after he died and Jin is like “It’s been a while”.
Maybe they had to make that scene look like a dream or something like that to be able to show that Jin gives that lighter away. Because otherwise, Jin wouldn’t be able to give it to someone since Jin is dead and can’t interact with living people.
I hope this wasn’t too confusing and you undertsand what I mean :/ If you don’t, tell me :D

Next: BTS complete theory: Not Today

anonymous asked:

Hello! Could you do RFA+V+Saeran where MC is a bit of a flower child. She's always making them flower crowns and flower necklaces.

I wasn’t sure what you meant by “flower child”, but I tried my best. I hope I interpreted this correctly!


  • He thinks it’s adorable. 
  • He falls asleep during a picnic and wakes up to a string of flowers on his head. 
  • Asks you to teach him so that he can make one for you, too. 
  • By the end of the day, you’re both wearing about ten of the things on your heads and around your necks. 
  • You’re laughing at how silly he looks, and he’s giggling because he thinks you look like a bunny with your braids all loose from the breeze and activity. 
  • Definitely thinks you should do this sort of thing more often. 
  • You watch the sunset over the Han River, skin still warm from spending the day under the sun. 


  • Tries to make flower crowns with you, but it’s just not working out. She keeps trying to make them more “secure” and in effect keeps breaking that stems.
  • Who knew Jaehee could be bad at anything?
  • Still, it was adorable to watch her working so hard. 
  • She watches you instead, amazed at your dexterity, the well practiced movements of your fingers. 
  • She isn’t normally an outdoorsy person, but she makes an exception for you. 
  • Daisies are her favorites. 


  • He likes being outside on cool days like this. 
  • Breezy, warm afternoons on the outskirts of Seoul - it reminded him of his secret hideaway. This field wasn’t as scenic, but it was certainly improved by your presence. 
  • Asks you to make matching crowns, because you’re a princess and he’s your prince. 
  • Does not like to stay in the sun for too long, though (his precious skin!) 
  • Picks the flowers for you. 
  • He insists on purple because he thinks it goes well with this his leather jacket (not to mention the fact that they contrast with your hair beautifully). 


  • Surprisingly, doesn’t mind being outdoors. However, his idea of leisurely day out in nature is one of taking a walking a walk in a vineyard.
  • He notices that you’re missing all of a sudden. 
  • “MC? Where are you?”
  • “Jumin! Come here! I made you something!”
  • You place a flower crown on his head and stick daisies on his cufflinks. 
  • He’s a bit confused at first, but now he wants to make you a flower necklace.
  • “This is actually rather therapeutic, MC. Do you think Elizabeth the 3rd would like one?”  
  • Even if it’s a bit rough and wonky, he thinks it suits you better than any string of pearls or diamond necklace - mostly because he made it himself. 


  • After watching you weave wildflowers together for a few minutes in silence, he suddenly gets an idea. 
  • “Seven? Where are you?”
  • You find him on the other side of the park, where the flowers are more abundant. 
  • He’s trying to beat the record for “longest flower chain ever”. Soon enough, you’re both trying to beat the record. 
  • You end up with an absurdly long string of flowers that you haven’t a clue what to do with.
  • “We could totally play jump-rope with this.” “No, Seven. It’ll break.”
  • You two end up giving it to a group of little kids. 
  • They begin to play jump-rope with it, and you’re amazed that when it doesn’t break after the first two swings. 
  • Seven raises a brow at you. 
  • “Alright, alright! Next time -_-” 


  • Like Jaehee, he’s not really the outdoorsy type. But you love taking walks and going to the park so much that he can’t bring himself to stop you. 
  • He sees you making flower crowns, but he’s no good at delicate tasks like this.
  • It’s a bright day, but not hot. Everything is bathed in gold. 
  • You decide to make him a flower choker. Saeran can’t help but laugh when you tell him this. A flower choker? Now that’s an idea!
  • He’s quiet for a long time, but you know he’s lying on the picnic blanket behind you. 
  • You pick up your phone to take a picture of your handiwork, but catch your reflection on the phone screen.
  • Turns out he’s been sticking flowers in your hair this whole time. He thinks you look like a fairy. 
  • “You have to put on your flower choker now.”
  • “No.”
  • You manage to get him to wear it, but he’s pouting while you put it on. “There we go! Bright flowers to go with your bright personality!” 
  • Saeran rolls his eyes. 


  • You tell him what you’re doing, and of course he’s better at this than you are. 
  • Your flower necklaces look plain next to his.
  • What the fuck. 
  • His look like they could be used in a photoshoot. Flower crown? Flower tiara more like! 
  • “Is that for me?”
  • “Who else would it be for?” 
  • “How can you be so skilled at this so quickly?” 
  • He laughs when you complain. You sigh. “I suppose this is what I get from dating an artist.” 
  • He likes resting his head on your lap as you make them.
  • You wrap flower chains around his glasses. “I love it.” He says. “You could be a designer, MC. I feel very avant-garde.”

anonymous asked:

Rewatching the last episode, I don't think Elektra was totally back to normal. What gives it away is the fact that she says that Matt "let her die" while she actually sacrificed herself to save him.

Sure, it’s definitely something that sticks out as an odd thing to say, given the actual circumstances of her death. I agree that she’s not quite herself but maybe not in the same way you’re interpreting it? Here’s my hot take:

First, keep in mind that the Elektra we see in that final scene is dealing with a lot of things:

  • She’s experienced the dark, empty, bottomless void of death, for many months, and has suddenly been brought back to life
  • She’s spent the last few months being trained / brainwashed to only see herself as the Black Sky, an empty, emotionless, murder vessel for the Hand
  • She’s experienced a very sudden reawakening of her former life within the last day, at most two, between when she starts regaining awareness of her memories (that initial fight with Matthew at the Chinese restaurant) and experiencing the full awakening to her true identity (when she kills Alexandra)

So we have Elektra experiencing three consecutive traumas / extreme psychological situations in a row, and yes, I’d say that even recovering her memory, albeit a positive development in some ways, is still a rather brutal emotional experience given what had immediately happened to her before. While I believe she’s gained a new level of clarity having freed herself of the chains from both of the people who have used her for their own gains (which you can see referenced to in the topics of conversation she has with Danny and Matt), she hasn’t had any time AT ALL to process this newfound freedom or to evaluate herself in context of all of the trauma she’s gone through. Given these crucial details, I see Elektra as someone who seems collected on the surface, but underneath is acting out in a rash, almost unchecked way, both out of desperation (she doesn’t want to lose herself again or Matthew, who is basically the strongest thing she has to an anchor / foundation in the real world) and self-preservation (taking over the Hand is a power move that guarantees she lives long enough to get some Substance and leave the war behind – for those who actually think Elektra had any intention of killing millions of people, I truly believe you’re dead wrong).

Now back to the fight with Matthew, and that particular exchange. Warning, all of this is pure conjecture, but it makes sense to me in the context of how the scenes played out on the show.

Once the Defenders storm the pit, she could go the self-preservation route again and leave the Hand to fight off the Defenders themselves because ultimately, this is not her fight and saving her own skin is more important. However, that ignores the deep, unshakeable truth that is so much a part of her that not even death could erase it – she loves Matt Murdock and would protect him to her dying day. So I think she makes a choice, perhaps a foolish one, to stay behind and be a part of the fight, if only to be sure Matt has a chance of getting out. She knows he wouldn’t abandon his friends completely, even for her, so the next best option is just staying close, even if it means fighting him directly. As things escalate and everyone knows it’s just a matter of time before everything goes to shit*, Elektra needs to quickly reevaluate her options. 

*Sidenote: it’s a little muddy as to how the Fingers seem to know there’s a bomb, but at the same time, Jessica straight up tells Danny in front of the Hand, hey, we’re bombing this place, so I imagine everyone heard it too – once Matt gets the rest of them to leave the pit, I would say it was just a matter of putting 2+2 together.

Given the dire circumstances, Elektra wouldn’t be too far off to assume the worst – that even if she made an attempt to climb back up the elevator shaft, they’re likely all going to die. And in light of that reality, that fear and dread that she may be going right back to the darkness, the emptiness, she decides to make one last move of desperation and do whatever she can to have Matthew with her. I acknowledge this is a selfish move on her part, but this is an Elektra that is running off of instinct and impulse, not an Elektra that has had a chance to fully recover, to be more methodical, to think clearly. So when she’s fighting with him, I think part of her is doing whatever she can to keep him engaged with her so that he doesn’t leave her, and part of her is also processing, almost in real time, everything that she’s going through. So when he references the moment from before, when they could have run away together, I don’t think she’s in quite the right headspace to have that be motivating for her in the way he hopes for…I think it just brings her right back to the memory of her death and how traumatic it was. She’s in a dark space, and she’s reacting accordingly. 

So…yeah. Elektra, as of the end of episode 6, has started back down the road to reclaiming herself and her identity, but the one we see at the end of episode 8 still has A LOT of work and processing to do. That’s why I feel Elektra is both herself in certain ways and still not quite herself. The real Elektra Natchios…she IS in there – she emerged when she was in Matt’s apartment / within her dream sequence, she emerged every time she went with her protective instincts regarding Matthew, she was fully there when she apologized to Matthew at the end. But in the ways she’s not quite herself, those are the areas that still need further self-exploration, to see how she can recalibrate those parts of herself that have been knocked so out of alignment by all of these things that have happened to her. And I think, to me, it means that her story isn’t quite over, and there’s still a lot of narrative depth to be explored as she begins her recovery. 

Speech tips: From someone who went to state.

This is my post that I wrote to add on to another post about speech, and I thought I would make it my own as well :)

So fun fact about me: This is going to be my fourth year in Speech. I’ve been in it since 8th grade and am just going into 11th grade this year (Somehow??? I’m like twelve). This year I’m going to be a captain, and  I also went to state this year for my Creative Expression piece (Which is wild since I’m a sophomore aha, I’m still trying to figure out how I made it this far). I’ve noticed that a lot of people don’t know what speech is or how to do it, so I figured that I would give some tips to the newbies/people who were thinking about doing it. I’m going to link some videos of the national competitors from this year, and then I will write some tips up. 

Champion in Original Oratory

Champion in Humor

Dramatic Interpretation Runner up

Duo (No idea what place they got lmao)

It isn’t letting me link any more, yikes. 


Here’s some tips:

  • Don’t sway or do distracting things. There’s actually a way you can do that easily. Plant your feet on the ground, shoulder width apart, and keep them there. If you have an issue with your hands swaying, keep them at your sides and try to keep them lined up with the seam of your pants/skirt.
  • Tip for enunciation: There’s two ways you can do this, and you are going to hate both of them. :
  •     Way 1: Get a writing utensil and stick it between your teeth, then try to do your speech
  •     Way 2: rip a ¼ sheet of paper, crumple it up, then throw it in your mouth. Try to talk with in; try to do your speech with it.
  •     Disclaimer: You can not do this during an actual speech round
  • Get to know your character: This is especially important if you didn’t write it and got a script instead. Decide what this character’s favorite food would be. What time they would go to bed. What they would look like. Decide all the small things that would make them the person they were. This is going to help you when you have to act as them.
  • Another tip on the above, when choosing a speech, choose a speech with a character that you want to be.
  • Character pops are different based off of what your speech is about. If you’re in humor, you’re probably going to want to do quick, jerkier pops. It adds a bit of energy to you presenting. If you’re in something like prose, or just something that’s going to be a sadder speech, you are not going to do your pop like you would in humor. I consider sadder speeches’ pops to be more graceful. While you aren’t going slow, you aren’t jerking the way humor does. Your transition is going to be something graceful, like floating on clouds.
  • Speaking of character pops, please get different ways for your characters to look, especially if you are in Humor. Remember how you were supposed to learn everything about your character? This counts. Learn how they stand, what their voice is going to sound like, their facial expression.
  • If you are doing a draw category (Like storytelling, exempt reading,etc) Make sure you actually do the readings and work on them as much as you would for any other piece. in fact, work on them more. You’re learning 15 different things. I don’t care who you are, you can not put a winning speech together in the 30 minutes they give you if you don’t work on it at home as well.
  • Go in for practice more than what is necessary. I’m not sure how it works for other schools, but at my school the way speech works is that our coaches are available every day after school and you sign up for a time to work with them. I’ve heard other schools do it differently, but if yours works anything like this, don’t just go once a week because that’s all that is necessary. I was going in 3-4 times a week, along with starting to come in even before the season started.
  • If you’re doing an action that feels awkward, find a way to make it not feel awkward. Just… trust me on this. When it feels awkward you are going to look uncomfortable. If you are putting on a backpack and you don’t know what you are doing, it’s going to look weird. Either learn how to do the action you are trying to do or find an alternative.
  • Memorize your damn speech, it’ll make a world of a difference when you don’t have to hold the damn papers.

  • How to set up the beginning of your speech:
  •     small piece in of the beginning of the speech, maybe a minute or so.
  •    when you’re done with this part, do not rush into your intro. Give a one second pause, and then ease your body into a power stance. You look more confident this way, and shows the audience that you are speaking as you and not your character.
  •    Your intro can start with a quote, small story, whatever you would like. Let the audience know how this relates to your speech. At the very end, state the name of the speech and the name of your speech.  Nothing in any of this should be longer than three minutes.
  •   Here’s my example from last year:
  •       According to, Euthanasia is a term to refer to intentionally ending a life in order to relieve pain and suffering. There’s 7 countries that offer legal Euthanasia as a medical procedure, one of them being the Netherlands. The story follows Caroline, who in attempt to make sense of things tells her story about her relapse with her terminal illness and in an effort to protect her family from the financial and emotional burden, ran away hoping to receive such services. Dying in Amsterdam.
  •     Notice how Amsterdam didn’t have a name of an author come after it? That’s because I wrote the speech myself. Saying “Dying in Amsterdam, by me” Would just be dumb
  •   Note about this: Nothing in Public address has to have this teaser/intro thing. This is a interpretation thing.

  • When you go to meets, for the first time or two go watch your own round. Write down how those people are different from you, what they do that you would like to take and put into your own speech.
  • If you are using a speech someone else wrote, you can not go changing or adding words. No if, ands, or buts.
  • If you are in public address and had to look up information, you have to cite all your sources. This is so so so important. I’ve seen kids almost get into state and then get disqualified because they didn’t cite all their sources and were accused of plagiarizing.
  • The mood is going to be very different in a round based on what category you’re in. In my experience humor seems to have a weird atmosphere to it, kinda pretentious. People in prose or drama give no fucks, they’re already dying inside.
  • Don’t start a duo with your best friend. We have had about four duos in my time of speccing, all of them best friends, and you know how many survived? NONE. If you want to do a duo, choose someone with the same work ethic as you. Better yet, let your coach decide for you, please. 
  •       My best advice would be to eat small things in between rounds, and then if you must pig out wait until just after rounds are over and/or after finals while waiting for judges to make final decisions. The reason I say that is that if you pig out in between your full stomach and the taste of pizza still in your mouth is going to be so distracting. If you wait until after rounds are over, you’ll be able to let the food settle in the chance that you final.
  • Don’t talk shit about the judges. Not only is it rude, but it can come to bite you in the ass if the wrong person hears you.

Please note that you aren’t going to be the best at first, and that is okay. It’s going to take time, but if you are willing to work for it you’ll eventually get there. It’s gonna be okay. If you have any other questions, feel free to drop questions in my ask :)

echoofhopecreations  asked:

Slytherin here.What do you all think about the patronus test and its accuracy? I took the test twice. I got White Husky the first time and Black Swan the second time. The second one said that I'm emotional which made me burst out laughing. I have doubts on the test. Something's wrong.

Yeah, as we’ve said many times on the blog – all of the Pottermore tests, including and especially the patronus, is horribly unreliable and inaccurate.

Yum the end, only you get to decide.

-Justin (Slytherin)

Here is a post on the matter

The patronus test is like any online quiz - a series of code. It really doesn’t *know* you, your happiest memory, etc.

It’s perhaps a great starting out point, but I know hardly anyone who has gotten the same animal more than once. And if they have gotten it more than once, it’s because they’ve taken the quiz dozens and dozens of times.

I’ve done it a few times, and I’m sticking with what I got the first time (Irish Wolfhound). I don’t have any real reason for it, other than it felt more right than other ones I got.

And finally, I don’t think a patronus *has* to be an animal you identify with or associate with. It obviously CAN be, but it can also be something that is related to happiness/hope/etc, which is how I kind of feel about my Irish Wolfhound.

As an aside, where did your test say you were emotional?? Pottermore for me always just *gave* an animal, no interpretation. I had to Google that stuff!

-Amy (Hufflepuff)


Pike, Jim, Bones

Summary: Pike starts spending more time with Jim (and Bones), and the more he gets to know him the more intrigued he becomes.

A/N: An anon asked for some Pike and Jim, and I threw Bones in as well since it would be very unnatural for him to not make an appearance, but it’s mostly about Pike and Jim.

This is sort of inspired by the WONDERFUL fic Cpt C. Pike and C/ J.T. Kirk’s guide to unexpected Co-Habitation by InsaneSociopath on AO3, though not necessarily plotwise. I just really loved the way they wrote Pike and Jim’s relationship and I don’t think I will ever be able to write for them without thinking of that fic. Go read it because it’s so so good.

Words: 3 190

Despite what Jim said, Pike knew him better than he thought. Had learned how to read him from the get go. Granted it had all been a process of uncovering layer after layer until he could see right through the kid with just a glance, like a child learning how to read or count who would eventually realize that to get better you needed to practice. That was how Pike felt when it came to Jim Kirk.

He probably did it subconsciously, but Jim didn’t make the process easy for him, which was part of the challenge. Pike had always liked a good old challenge.

The first handful of times he’d found himself in the presence of Jim, he’d felt as if there was a lot more to him than he was presenting, and therefore he’d gotten curious. Don’t judge him. Anyone who was able to see through the fact that Jim was putting up a facade would get curious. He realized not everyone would be curious enough to seek out the answers of what lied beyond this facade, but Pike was stubborn if he was anything.

He could still recall how his brain had insisted that this kid is meant for more than whatever sort of life he’s currently living, despite the way Jim had interacted with him after Pike had tried to turn the bloody lump on the floor back to a human being. Despite how defensive and not quite open he was being. The first few times Pike had talked to him he’d known Jim had been holding back, and that was okay. He wouldn’t expect anyone, let alone Jim Kirk, to trust him immediately.

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