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She has no throne. Girls without thrones should not have knights, but hers won’t go. Princess Zelda – the girl who killed Calamity – would love to fade into legend, but Link’s bought a house, he’s fighting off monsters, and he’s selling giant horses to strangely familiar Gerudo men. She’ll never have any peace now. (ao3)  

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Many thanks to feltsbiannn for this slightly dark and glorious image.

Okay, so I probably owe ya’ll an explanation. I had to move recently, and life has been chaotic to say the least. I haven’t had any time to sit down and get back to a normal schedule, and this blog fell a bit by the wayside. To those that have continued to follow me, thank you for being patient! And to those of you that STARTED following me in the interim between my last post and now, I am forever grateful. Now prepare for the long list of people to thank, because there’s probably about 100 new people that have followed this blog in the last few weeks. I know. Mind blowing. 370 of you guys. I’m speechless.

Here we go. Thank you to: @bkcfiction, @lorenatsubaki, @agnmag, @keepyourtwocents, @douggiethecat, @lippanna, @donnas16, @f0kkerdr1, @burbujas-galacticas, @nanileguizamon, @chaoticmuse1, @argiapollyon, @blackshadow-in-my-soul, @alice2402, @mona-ateam, @dmhgshipper, @harrypotterfan987, @ialex-love-blog, @fandomnerd66, @maxxontop, @gryffindorfightingheart, @itsabeautifuldayalways, @otterlovesdragon, @arenstateresadobre, @annielovebug22, @persimmonpassion, @fandom-amy-lee-bunnies, @theprincessofslytherin, @forbiddensnakesandpandas, @alikatspain, @dramionereign, @madelienepotter, @5017thst, @guiliabinato23, @greatobjectharmony, @cerritulus-puella, @breannaf13, @srhglz, @valeriacostilla, @fangirlmother, @pxttersscarf, @waywardlittleslytherpuffprincess, @annoying-irritated, @randomnessandfandoms, @ninriella, @aimeebubblepop, @tangybutthole, @dmoni25, @furrykingdompirate, @lizziebee001, @dubnationhoe, @potion-approaching999, @chapletkroon, @stillexceptionallyordinary, @yuk39opaque, @mariapantazi, @malfoymanorx, @comburtest, @abbraxhidden, @nerdz-will-rule-the-world, @ese1245, @band-obssesion-blog, @malfoyseeker06, @nopafos, @intricatewriter93, @stylishly-rosy, @6yearsofsummer, @frizzyharry, @notentirelyhuman, @thevintagebaby, @bubblineshipper, @walterpaige0169, @jennilovescandy, @waywardwinchester3326, @bulletstobeauty, @brooke10589, @vousetestristes, @luvthatginger, @vannestylinsoncollins, @zsears101, @ohsowonderstrck, @its-sweet-jade, @randomlapis, @isbeewhy, @malfoysmugglemrs, @krul——tepes, @itisbananasunday, @fandomgirl2805, @patri56001, @kat-976, @morgana11, @themusingofagothicsoul, @lady-mcpizza, @aaliyahwhite123, @paigecharrison, @worldbyattitude, @newtzz, @maggiemendes11, @static-adrenaline, @dramionesli, @palli1997, @neveabrafo, @misguidedpanda, @aficarra11600, @hadesrules, @mischief-processing, @ph1n0a, @aliza62442, @klarolinekolvina, @canyoustaythenight, @highqueenadelaidemalfoy, @flithcermalfoy, @baesamaras, @ughsomeness, @thegirlofyournightmares, @shutupimspecial, @sweetdreamstonight6, @person1237626, @moorelotte, @slytherin-mum-75, @draco-malfoylovin, @siriuslyseriousdamn, @bookdragon09, @misswaycrandell, @letjonsnownap, @malfoysocks, @jess6800, @lyracassiopeiamalfoy, @mikahill, @29242004, @meraryeth, @katygracious, @unapologeticreylotrash, @goldenlillies, @always-twins-fans, @marharkung, @shootaboot, @billiejoearmstrong, @gina86440, @itfoxgirl, @sugarkisses95, @rachelleilani, @thefallensnowflake, @idream444, @ecafrhjkl, @cococados, @jenessyaherann, @blue-and-grey-aurora, @thepunkfoxprincess, @dramione-things, @eliselabberte, @tsuitiana, @pgomezv, @vishaltelsang, @dudnql0427, @lenasgedanken, @hannamalfoypotter, @lexi-thenerd, @crizanne0203, @chairpotterhead21, @willowtink, @09sunshine, @slytherinmac, @themercwithatuba, @princesabuttercup, @heynash93, @latenighthought-s, @ohohomytralala, @meganjiawain, @osscura, @gidgit2u, @beholdtherollyjoger, @thegroolgatsby, and @sherlockian1895!

WHEW! *wipes away fake sweat* Is anyone else as exhausted as I am at that monstrous list? Boy, oh boy. Anyway, this great image is for that apartment complex of new followers. Thank you all, from the depths of my Dramione-trash soul. I sincerely hope to be back up and running more consistently soon. <3

Today in Black History for February 11th
  1. 1990 - Nelson Mandela is released
    Nelson Mandela’s greatest pleasure, his most private moment, is watching the sun set with the music of Handel or Tchaikovsky playing. Locked up in his cell during daylight hours, deprived of music, both these simple pleasures were denied him for decades. With his fellow prisoners, concerts were organized when possible, particularly at Christmas time, where they would sing. Nelson Mandela finds music very uplifting, and takes a keen interest not only in European classical music but also in African choral music and the many talents in South African music. But one voice stands out above all - that of Paul Robeson, whom he describes as our hero. The years in jail reinforced habits that were already entrenched: the disciplined eating regime of an athlete began in the 1940s, as did the early morning exercise. Still today Nelson Mandela is up by 4.30am, irrespective of how late he has worked the previous evening. By 5am he has begun his exercise routine that lasts at least an hour. Breakfast is by 6.30, when the days newspapers are read. The day s work has begun. With a standard working day of at least 12 hours, time management is critical and Nelson Mandela is extremely impatient with unpunctuality, regarding it as insulting to those you are dealing with. When speaking of the extensive traveling he has undertaken since his release from prison, Nelson Mandela says: I was helped when preparing for my release by the biography of Pandit Nehru, who wrote of what happens when you leave jail. My daughter Zinzi says that she grew up without a father, who, when he returned, became a father of the nation. This has placed a great responsibility of my shoulders. And wherever I travel, I immediately begin to miss the familiar - the mine dumps, the colour and smell that is uniquely South African, and, above all, the people. I do not like to be away for any length of time. For me, there is no place like home. Mandela accepted the Nobel Peace Prize as an accolade to all people who have worked for peace and stood against racism. It was as much an award to his person as it was to the ANC and all South Africa s people. In particular, he regards it as a tribute to the people of Norway who stood against apartheid while many in the world were silent. We know it was Norway that provided resources for farming; thereby enabling us to grow food; resources for education and vocational training and the provision of accommodation over the years in exile. The reward for all this sacrifice will be the attainment of freedom and democracy in South Africa, in an open society which respects the rights of all individuals. That goal is now in sight, and we have to thank the people and governments of Norway and Sweden for the tremendous role they played. Personal Tastes Breakfast of plain porridge, with fresh fruit and fresh milk. A favourite is the traditionally prepared meat of a freshly slaughtered sheep, and the delicacy Amarhewu (fermented corn-meal).

  2. 1989 - Penn’s 1996 Baccalaureate Speaker is The Right Reverend Barbara Clementine Harris, a Philadelphian who was the first woman ever to become a bishop in the Anglican Communion. Bishop Harris entered the priesthood after a long and successful career in public and community relations in Philadelphia between 1949 and 1977. On graduation from the Charles Morris Price School she joined Joseph V. Baker Associates Inc and rose to president. She also held senior posts with the Sun Company from 1968 until 1977, when she began her theological studies at Villanova University. Studying later at the Urban Theology Unit in Sheffield, England, she then graduated from the Pennsylvania Foundation for Pastoral Counseling, and was ordained a deacon in 1979 and a priest in 1980. Before she was consecrated a bishop in 1989, she had been Priest-in-Charge of St. Augustine of Hippo in Norristown, serving also as as a prison chaplain and as counsel to industrial corporations for public policy issues and social concerns. Named executive director of the Episcopal Church Publishing Company in 1984, she was also publisher of The Witness, and she held the additional post of interim rector of Philadelphia’s Church of the Advocate in 1988. Bishop Harris is a member of the Union of Black Episcopalians, and among other activities she represents the national Episcopal Church on the board of the Prisoner Visitation and Support Committee, and is vice president of Episcopal City Mission of the Diocese of Massachusetts.

  3. 1976 - Clifford Alexander Jr
    Clifford Alexander, Jr. is confirmed as the first African American Secretary of the Army. He will hold the position until the end of President Jimmy Carter’s term.

  4. 1971 - Whitney Young Jr., National Urban League director
    Whitney M. Young, Jr. was Executive Director of the National Urban League from 1961 until his tragic, untimely death in 1971. He worked tireless to bring the races together, and joined the tenets of social work, of which he was an outstanding practitioner, to the social activism that brought the Urban League into the forefront of the civil rights arena. Whitney was constantly in search of solutions to the racism that plagued Americans and caused black Americans to be regulated to second-class citizenship in the land they fought and died for. A relentless advocate for the poor, he visited rural and urban communities and advocated their cause to the nation. He was a close adviser to Presidents Kennedy and Johnson, and conferred with President Nixon; helping to shape the policies of three administrations and playing a major role in the development of the War on Poverty. He was a key figure in bringing the now-legendary 1963 March on Washington to fruition; and was a major force in bringing black leadership together in a united front for progress. Whitney’s eloquent testimony before Congressional committees and his powerful appeals to business, professional and civic leaders helped create an environment in which African Americans forged ahead to win new opportunities.

  5. 1961 - February 11, Robert Weaver sworn in as administrator of the Housing and Home Finance Agency, highest federal post to date by a Black American.

  6. 1898 - Owen L. W. Smith of North Carolina, AME Zion minister and educator, named minister to Liberia.

  7. 1783 - Jarena Lee was born
    The daughter of former slaves, born in Cape May, New Jersey. Jarena Lee is the considered the first female preacher in the African Methodist Episcopal Church. In 1836, she published her autobiography, THe Life and Religious Experiences, of Jarena Lee, a Coloured Lady, Giving an Account of Her Call to Preach the Gospel. Her maiden name is unknown and the year of her death is uncertain. She married Joseph Lee, a minister of a Black church in Snow Hill (Lawnside - about 6 miles from Philadelphia) in 1811.

  8. 1644 - First Black legal protest in America pressed by eleven Blacks who petitioned for freedom in New Netherlands (New York). Council of New Netherlands freed the eleven petitioners because they had “served the Company seventeen or eighteen years” and had been “long since promised their freedom on the same footing as other free people in New Netherlands.”

i can’t be bothered finding the screenshots i took of this and i’ve never said this before but since the new ep is coming out soon i wonder if aizawa regrets his hero name

he’s shown in the omake that he doesn’t care about the name mic gave him because “i don’t plan on appearing in the media. whatever it’s fine.” but he explicitly tells 1-a to “pick their hero name carefully or they’ll end up regretting it later on”

also he’s the only teacher that isn’t referred to by his hero name but by his surname
eg: midnight-sensei and not kayama-sensei

A Bit of BTS

((because I have been a little dry on inspiration for the past couple of days. it’ll get better (always does) but since I feel kinda guilty not posting anything in interim, here’s a post full of details that can’t be seen because it got hidden behind text or similar, details that probably weren’t noticed, details about things that you couldn’t know, practice drawings from before the blog started and also a couple of other things. so basically this post is the equivalent of that one drawer you keep all the stuff in that doesn’t really have a place in all the other drawers. Those who aren’t interested, feel free to ignore, those who are- scroll on!

First up, because it’s the first image I have cropped behind the text on the Colress panel of this post is what is either a Furby or Tattletale. Honestly not sure what would be worse.

And here is Lysandross’ painting from this post, minus ‘mistake’ and without his arm in the way

Oh, and most importantly, Guzma’s spray art without any building or Guzma in the way

The next few pictures are practice drawings of some of the characters I did before starting the blog/when the blog just started. Mostly of N and Lusamine since I was super worried about drawing their hair. It only took one drawing of Guzma to realize that he’s perfect no matter how anyone draws him.

(pfft this next outfit Lusamine’s in is a redesign of the outfit of the villain in Pokemon Quartz. Sorry for bringing back dark memories.)

Aaaand one of N with Princess from AskLeafeon because she is my baby and I felt like it

Someone out there may have noticed this lady in the background. She has appeared three times and honestly is just a self-insert. I figured there may as well be a version of me somewhere who has a job, even if it’s in a fictional world. You go, fictional me.

Speaking of putting real people into the world, this is Adam. Hi Adam!

Here’s a little detail for you; the place the Bosses are currently located is called Safe Harbor!

And last, but not least, for those of you who remember Silver’s scrapbook

I take scrapbooks very seriously.

That’s the last of the images, however…

There is a hidden cast page. Only hidden because it’s only partially complete, and I still need to make another page for extra characters that might pop up (such as Mars and the villains in the building opposite them)

Also, N is indeed a furry. I just want to get his fursona just right. A friend of mine is into furry art and I want to get it spot on. SPOT ON

Also also, in answering questions I operate on a few rules. Nothing fancy, it just helps prevent me getting backed into a corner.

The big ones are:

1. Never confirm what games are blog canon. There are two exceptions to this rule. One is making Pokemon Yellow blog canon, but with the Sevii Islands added. Since Red canonically has all three starters and a Pikachu, and the plot of Yellow is exactly the same as GRBFrLg but with a few phrases changed and some Pokemon switched around, there is no harm in that. Platinum is also blog canon for similar reasons- it’s the same as DP, but more of it. HGSS, ORAS, BWB2W2, XY and SM all have much larger differences between them. The most obvious being what Legendary Pokemon you can catch and when, and in most of them there tends to be plot difference too.

2. Never confirm the gender of the player characters. Red gets a pass because Game Freak picked him for us, he coo’. This one is mostly because there is no way I’d be able to choose. So the games where only one of the options appears in a game won’t have those characters appear in asks. Ones where they both appear (ORAS, HGSS, DPPl, etc.) are alright, if I can get away with not confirming them as the main character. Kind of a tricky situation, but necessary.

3. Don’t answer questions to a specific character twice in a row. As much as I’d love to have the blog all N/Maxie/Archie/Cyrus/Lysandre/etc. all the time, it’s probably a good idea to have the others have some spotlight. A few of them might kill me if they don’t.

There are a few smaller ones that are situation specific, but those are the big three.

Well, I’ve run out of things to put here! xD Hopefully someone enjoyed this (and apologies to those who didn’t!). Either way, I hope you have a pleasant day/evening/night!))

aellos  asked:

ER doctors are trainer in everything right? Do they ever need a consult of a more specialized doctor? Let`s say a patient get brought in with a very nasty brain injury, like a head shot wound, would they call a neurosurgeon to help them and things of that sort? Thank you and I love your blog!

Absolutely. ER doctors often describe their job as “the most interesting 10 minutes of every other specialty”, but here’s the thing: there are another 23 hours and 50 minutes in a day, if we’re working with that metaphor. They get consults as often as they need them, and if a patient is sick enough to get admitted to the hospital, they’ll usually get admitted to a floor with internal medicine docs like @pocket-anon

The ER is concerned with getting that patient to neurology and neurosurgery alive. But the care of a complex head trauma patient is always going to be a team effort. It will likely involve:

  • ER docs (for the ABCs and early stabilization)
  • Trauma surgeons (for the evaluation for other surgeries, assuming the head trauma isn’t isolated)
  • Neurology (for overall performance)
  • Radiology (to officially interpret CTs, MRIs and X-rays)
  • Neurosurgery (to do actual, y’know, surgery)
  • Neuro-ICU staff (neurointensivists) (for medical care in the interim and post-op phases)
  • Nurses–usually nurses from all of those specialties
  • Respiratory therapy, to manage the ventilator (if the patient needs one, which they probably will at some point)
  • Anesthesiology (to put them out during surgery)
  • Radiology techs, who operate the CT/MRI/X-ray machines
  • Hospital transport team, to move the patient inside the hospital
  • EMS, who likely brought this patient in (and may have gotten a good portion of care underway, particularly airway management)
  • EMS Part II: Transport EMS, who, if the patient is brought to a hospital without neurosurgical capabilities, will be involved in getting the patient to a bigger hospital.
  • Administrators, who help make sure patients get admitted, sort out bed availability, and fight insurance companies who don’t like paying for anything.
  • There may be more, I just can’t think of them off the top of my head.

It takes a village to raise a child, and it takes a whole hospital to care for a critically ill patient. As much as ER loves being the know-it-all cowboys (and -girls, and -persons) of medicine, it’s an absolute team effort, and everyone knows it.

How nicely they all play in the sandbox is another story, because each specialty’s goals may be different, but we know we need each other.

xoxo, Aunt Scripty


anonymous asked:

In the Reverse Portal AU, How long do you think it would take for Ford to get Stan back on earth, realistically? While Ford doesn't have to teach himself physics and the other necessary information, Ford does have to worry about Bill driving him insane, The Society of the Blind Eye, and possibly re-designing the portal so that a rift will NOT form at all.

(First, apologies for the delay on answering this!  I had this huge long answer written out – because of course I did – and I lost it all, which is always disheartening.  Second, in the interim, @stanfordpines-phd posted meta on a related question, here.  I’ve only read the first paragraph of their post so far, but once I’ve got this rewritten I’ll go back and read over it, and see how close we both were to the same thoughts. :)

Let me say, too, that I’ve read a few story takes on this idea already, and the variations are always interesting!  But what I’m getting here is, what if there was a variation in which Ford really does start immediately to try to get his brother back?  I’m not sure I’ve seen that done, and yeah, I’m into that.

To get there, I’m proceeding from the assumption that the act of losing Stan through the portal would shock Ford out of his guilt / anger / paranoia spiral.  This almost happened in canon, after all – even considering the stakes, and the way they pushed each other’s buttons, and Ford’s state of mind, the moment Stan was seriously hurt (by being branded by the symbol on the console), Ford *stopped*, and was basically jolted into the most genuine response I think we’d seen from him in those scenes.  If Stan hadn’t come up swinging, I almost think the fight could have ended right there, with Ford’s concern for his brother defusing the situation long enough for them to talk.  So I feel like it’s reasonable to say that an even bigger shock – losing Stan entirely – is enough to set Ford on an entirely different track than the one he’d been on.

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you: i want to learn japanese to watch anime without subtitles

me, an intellectual: i want to learn japanese to compliment the artists

Who's protecting you?

Billy put the phone down and tapped his knee anxiously, looking out into space, biting his thumb nail.  The girl sat up and slung her arm around his shoulder “Want to talk about it?”

“Not much, no.”

Ricky pulled her arm away and clasped her other hand in her lap while looking down on the wood floor.  She sighed.  "Look, Billy, I think it’s wonderful that you care about the kid.  I mean, I love seeing this protective part of you- it’s so exciting!  But…“ she trailed off.

Billy turned to her and cocked an eyebrow.  The jewelry people were wearing weren’t perfect.  Billy still caught stray thoughts from Gus, Ricky and Tambry from time to time.  Only the egg really kept a person out of another person’s mind consistently.  At the moment, Bily tried to reach behind the choker and hear was Ricky was thinking, but she wasn’t thinking loudly.

"But,” she went on “you admitted yourself that it was all because of a spell.”

Billy frowned.

“I just worry that the things you’re feeling now aren’t real.”

Billy shut his eyes.  "You think I haven’t thought of that?  You think that thought doesn’t haunt me?“  He sighed "I’m fully aware that how I feel about Bill might not be real- but that doesn’t matter.  It feels real to me.  And besides,” he said “he needs someone.  Someone to protect him.”

Ricky frowned “Billy, are you sure that older version of him was telling the truth?  Just remember, this is the guy who killed the Gobblewonker.”

Billy shrugged “He’s a giant ass,” he said “but he’s never lied to me.  Why would he start now?”

Ricky bit her lip “I just…worry about you.  About you being played by forces bigger than you.”  She took his hand “I trust that you know what you’re doing, and I think it’s wonderful you want to protect Bill.  But who’s protecting you?”

Why I didn’t see G1 until 2015

I have a singular memory of seeing the G1 Transformers cartoon in the 80s. It goes like this:

Tiny Krin and her mom are visiting mom’s mom. They have good tv! (We don’t have good tv because we can’t afford it.) Tiny Krin loves cartoons. There’s a cartoon on! A white robotman is talking… and he CHANGES INTO A CAR!! WHAAAAA and then drives off down a road curving away into the distance, curving to the left. WOW!! Tiny Krin is so excited! Then grandma comes into the room! She picks up the remote and says, “you can’t watch this. This is for boys,” and changes the channel.

Mother of the Beast

Billy’s day had been full of hurdles.  The first hurdle had been working up the nerve to approach the woman after he discovered her location- not in Denver, but not terribly far east, either.  He had been watching her- both manually, and with eyes he had found in the town he was now in.  It was almost painful how much he recognized her.  Billy had committed his departed mother’s features to memory.  

It was funny.  In his life, Billy had faced gangs of crooks with machine guns, the threat of drowning, wild angry bears, a secret society dead set on dealing with demons like him and even giant monsters straight out of story books, but he had never been more afraid than he was, right here, right now, about to face the woman who had brought him into the world.  Well, sort of.

The second hurdle had been actually talking to her.  Something that proved to be easy to begin with.  Billy was a charming man when he wanted to be, and his mother didn’t recognize him.  He told her he was an investigator working a case, and brought her to a cafe to chat.  She was dodging about Bill when Billy, or rather, Detective Stanford Pines, brought him up.  Less so when he took the folded up red fez from inside his jacket and placed it on the table.

“It’s okay, Ma'am.  I’m a member of the Royal Order of the Holy Mackerel.  You can tell me everything.”

Then she poured her heart out.  And broke Billy’s.  

At this moment, the young smuggler sat on a park bench, his long arms wrapped around his middle as if holding himself up.  He stared at a patch of snowy ground, lost.  What kind of mother does that?  He asked himself rhetorically.  What kind of mother refers to her son as “it”?  What kind of mother wishes her son had never been born?

At one time during at interview, the fear made him so angry that he had wanted, at that moment, to show off his powers in one great pyrotechnic display.  He wanted to push her against the wall, threaten her with an open flame and tell her that he’d kill her right then and there if she didn’t come home and save Bill from his murderous father.

But what good would that do?  For one thing, they were in a public place, and Billy knew better than to reveal himself like that.  For another, if she hated her son so much, no amount of threats were going to convince her to love him.  Billy ground his teeth, wishing he could just reach into her brain and take the part that made her fear Bill and rip it out.  

“He’s not a monster!”  Billy had yelled instead, making a scene but not as an impressive one as he had first conceived.  "A demon maybe, but not a monster!  If his friend was going to hurt a little kid that he didn’t like, he would stop him!  He wouldn’t like it, but he would, because that’s the kind of person he is!  The kinda person who believes in justive and fairness!  He’s a better person than me and he’s ten fucking times better than you are!“  Billy had stormed away from the restaurant and, as soon as he was in a place where no eyes were on him, flashed to another part of the city, blinking tears from his eyes.

Now he just sat on the park bench and…tried to recover.

“You have to try everything and it’s all a process of elimination, but ultimately you find your path.” ~ Tom Hardy

Interesting new interview in The Independent with some great Tom quotes, as ever.

Inception actor on his path from crack addiction to stardom

By Matt Mueller // 31 October 2014

Tom Hardy likes to prowl.

I recall when I interviewed him for Gavin O’Connor’s Warrior, he hardly sat during a 40-minute conversation, instead roaming the large Soho hotel suite we were in, smoking out of the window or demonstrating martial-arts moves and training routines with Peanut, the African-American ex-Marine who was his personal trainer/best friend at the time and who he insisted on having by his side during the interview. He just couldn’t bear to sit still.

Another time, I was sent to speak to Hardy in his make-up trailer while on location for Bronson, the film that first pushed his career onto its inexorably upward trajectory. Even though he was confined to a chair while a make-up artist applied menacing clown paint for one of the film’s fantasy stage sequences, the actor’s legs were in rapid motion under the protective smock; it felt like being in confined quarters with a manacled carnivore that was struggling to stay calm until it was finally free to pounce on his prey, even more so because Hardy admitted to me that he was “ready to punch” Bronson’s director, Nicolas Winding Refn. The make-up artist and I exchanged a nervous glance.

It’s a restless, dangerous, coiled energy that film-makers like Winding Refn, O’Connor, Christopher Nolan, John Hillcoat and Steven Knight have exploited magnificently in films like InceptionThe Dark Knight RisesLawless and Locke. Up close and personal, Hardy wouldn’t be described as threatening – in fact, he is pleasant, open, accommodating and unfailingly polite – but it seems that he’s perpetually suppressing turmoil and conflict, and just barely at that. His demons have been well documented (booze and crack addictions in particular) and may be impossible to banish completely. For a man who says he thrives on fear (of the inward rather than outward variety), perhaps that’s not an entirely bad thing. “Fear runs everything,” he says. “It’s adrenalin. It’s energy as well as a crippling emotion.”

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