most of us probably have these but just in case :)

Having some fun drawing vocaloids again

Also, I’m a lying liar who lies, I’m keeping this blog for pictures I draw and the side one for anything else because I prefer it. Most of my art here is probably still going to be Thrilling Intent but there might be one or two other things when I get bored, such as Vocaloid, like this one :P

Gotta admit I’m kind of mad that back in season 1 the fandom cranked out art and meta of Keith being outright attacked or threatened by team members as part of a galra keith reveal but now that Allura, who experienced an incredibly traumatic loss and reacts accordingly, the fandom is lining up to aggressively rip on her because how dare she be skeptical of the Marmorans and her trust in Keith being damaged and Hunk actively points out hey it maybe has something to do with the literal destruction of her entire species and home planet that’s not something you get over in ten seconds.

As if, y’know.

Considering this:

And this:

would tell us that Allura probably grew up with most of her life as Zarkon as a family friend at minimum and quite probably a surrogate uncle figure. Someone she trusted, and was very close to, who just, incidentally, went on to kill her father and destroy every single planet in her solar system.

It isn’t as if the writers of the show specifically timed it so that Allura and Keith’s distance happened after s2e6 where we see that Allura pretty unambiguously trusted Keith with her life, in which case she was probably not having a visceral “ew, Galra” reaction as much as taking home the realization that once again there is someone that she genuinely trusts, feels close to, who is also a paladin, in the context of the last time this happened, she lost everything, and shutting Keith off and trying to bury that reaction because she also understands as Keith’s boss she’s responsible for him and shouldn’t hold that against him but trauma is not rational.

It isn’t as if in regards to the Marmorans, Allura agrees to go along with their plan as soon as Kolivan presents it, even if that means sending off all of her allies including Coran and leaving her alone on the castleship with Antok and Kolivan who are both twice her size and armed.

But. yeah. Clearly Allura isn’t making any leap of faith here. It isn’t like the last time galra were on the castle, Sendak’s invasion subtly messed up the systems in such a way that nearly killed her entire team and forced her to destroy Alfor’s AI. It isn’t as if she’d have every reason not to let Kolivan and Antok stay on the ship, much less count on them to watch her back in a fight considering they did something while Shiro and Keith were on the base to make the Red Lion flip into fight mode.

Also like… because everyone else had absolutely no reservations and welcomed the Blade with open arms, right.

TL;DR: Maybe remember Allura is some degree of traumatized and that she also made every concession she possibly could in spite of that, remember that Hunk in s2e9 points out exactly why Allura is upset and suggests she just needs some time and space to work through what are probably some deeply upsetting emotions, and how later Allura proves Hunk completely right on all counts in that regard.

anonymous asked:

can you like briefly describe some signs of emotional abuse... like i've read a lot of articles on it but i feel like they are spittng bs at me if that makes sense?? idk

that makes sense, i know the feeling.

the thing about emotional abuse is that it doesn’t take just one form, it can range from complete and repeated neglect of another person’s feelings to straight up manipulation and verbal lambasting. that’s the most insidious thing about it, it’s very hard to pinpoint. because it’s so wide-ranging, it’s hard to accept that you are or have been emotionally abused. in most cases, if you feel like you are being abused by someone, you most likely are. once it gets to the point where you feel like you can use the word ‘abuse’, even if it feels so so heavy, you’re probably there.

i think that if a person is neglecting your feelings, not taking them into account when/if you bring them up, continually doing things that hurt you even when you bring up to them that it hurts you, and making you feel wrong/crazy/irrational when you bring them up, that’s emotional abuse. if the person somehow always seems to make you feel wrong or guilty/they turn it back around on you when you bring up what they’re doing that’s hurting you,that’s manipulation, and that’s emotional abuse. you’ll most likely stop bringing up to them things that hurt you because you know it’s going to be spun back around to make you feel guilty.

if, in your relationship (whether it’s romantic, platonic, or familial), you constantly feel like you are being drained of emotion/energy or being used for constant emotional labor without the person doing anything in return for you, that’s emotional abuse. relationships are about mutual giving and taking. if you are constanty giving and they ate takiny and taking, they’re taking advantage of you, they know they are, and they often don’t feel bad or guilty about it at all. they will continue to take and take from you because they know that they can. that’s emotional abuse.

if you feel like you’re walking on eggshells around this person, if you feel like this person is isolating you from everyone else, if you feel like this person is tearing you down, if you feel like this person is not supporting you the way that you support them, if you feel like this person is completely disregarding your feelings all the time, that’s emotional abuse. and it may come in the form of something like “well, i lied to you/did this because i didn’t want to hurt or upset you, because i knew you’d be upset” which is a way that abusers try to paint themselves as the good guy when they’re hurting you. it makes you, the victim, feel bad and guilty and like you have no right to be upset, even though you absolutely do. they absolve themselves of guilt that way to make themselves feel better, not you, and that’s not fair, and they really don’t care about your feelings.

a common misconception about emotional abuse is that is has to be intentional on the abuser’s part, which isn’t always true. someone can be abusing you without even realizing they’re doing it because they’re so caught up in their own needs that they fail to realize that they’re abusing, taking advantage of, and manipulating you. that doesn’t mean it isn’t abuse; in fact, it shows that they care so little about your feelings that they don’t even realize what they’re doing, and that’s fucked up. (

i know you asked for a short response, so i’m sorry that this is so long and scatterbrained. i’m in class and i can’t sit down and formulate a cogent response, but i’m incredibly passionate about this and wanted to respond as soon as i could.

here are some additional links about emotional abuse that i’ve found particularly helpful:

take care. 💛

Japanese Case Particles and Their Evil Twins!

Hey guys!

We wanted to take a moment to return to the idea of case particles and perhaps create a more refined model.

So, to review some terms real quick… 

Nouns in Japanese don’t generally decline for number (meaning that they are not explicitly plural or singular or anything in between), but they decline by case.

Grammatical case refers to a function or identity that the noun carries. In English, the pronouns decline into nominative, genitive and objective.

Nominative: He, She, They

Objective: Him, Her, Them

Genitive: His, Her, Their

Japanese marks case through particles. Indo-European languages, like English, tend to do them by suffixes that are sometimes to figure out. So we’re very lucky, in a way.

Linguists aren’t in total agreement as to how many cases Japanese has, mainly because of a few odd places one sees Japanese’s case particles. But here are the cases that are indicated.

Topical (は/wa): indicates the topic of the sentence. It exists pretty independently. 

Nominative (が/ga): indicates the subject of the sentence.

Accusative (を/wo): indicates the direct object.

Genitive (の/no): indicates possession of categorization.

Dative (に/ni): indicates the indirect object and location.

Instrumental (で/de): indicates a tool or cause.

Lative [or Locative] (へ/e): indicates direction toward.

Ablative (から/kara): indicates direction from.

Cases in any given language will tend to have multiple functions. In fact, there is a good likelihood that secondary functions of the same cases are repeated between languages. That is to say, if the accusative in Japanese can sometimes indicate motion through, it is likely that another language will have one such indication. And that is the case. There are also various “datives of manner,” which is what the “adverbial ni” actually is.

We here for now tend to talk about a topical, nominative, accusative, genitive, dative, and locative. We don’t talk about the ablative, and the idea of calling the locative lative seems to be a remnant from the old idea that Japanese is related to Uralic languages (like Finnish and Estonian.) But it works really well, so we’ll keep it around. 

(By the way, it’s generally accepted that Japanese is a language isolate. The idea of an “Altaic” family has been discredited, which I believe is a concept that was taught many years ago to Japanese (and Korean) students, so you’ll find language books claiming that Japanese (and Korean) is an Altaic language.)

The ablative, on the other hand, we’re afraid to indicate because of its “evil twin.” An “evil twin” is a counterpart to a case particle that works in a manner that is very different from the original case particle. 

We often see “kara” as a post-position (or you can call it a conjunction, it really doesn’t really matter right  now.) The thing is that it will work with an entire verb phrase, which is not okay.

Japanese Evil Twins:

から (kara): marks a cause or reason. (”because”)

が (ga): conjunction, marks that both inflexional sentences are not comparable, meaning that you wouldn’t figure that one follows from the other. (”though…”)

で (de): post-postition, marks the location of an action when the location itself is not very relevant to the action. (”at,” or “in”)

の (no): attributive copula, serves as the copula in an attribute phrase. (”…that is…”

と (to): conditional conjunction, marks that the occurrence of an action is dependent on another. (If…) 

We didn’t speak of “to,” because we are unsure if it’s a conjunction or if it is a comitative case marker. The comitative case marks that an action is done with or in the company of, which is possible in Japanese but it is rare. (E.g. 僕と行きますか? Will you go with me?)

The plot thickens:

If から is a case particle, an ablative, then まで (made) surely must be a case particle. And some have suggested to call it a “limitative” case, which would be unique to Japanese (as far as we know). But the nice thing about cases is that they’re something you can see in multiple languages, so we’re hesitant to concede that. That’s why we’d rather treat both as post-positions.

Japanese grammar tends to deal with this by calling them all “particles” and then giving them as many jobs as needed, but thinking of them all as a single grammatical unit. The bad thing about this, of course, is that then you don’t have “case” particles and it ignores the patterns seen in the case particles when compared to so many other languages.

But it is very strange that we have so many evil twins. It’s easy to dismiss one or two, but five (or six), that is a lot. The answers to all this probably lie in the history of the language, with things stemming from Old and Middle Japanese, some things most likely lost to us (things like idiomatic phrases truncated). So we’ll have to wait a while to figure it all out.

Anyway, we just thought you’d find this interesting. Food for thought.

The Morning After

(This is an older request, thank you anon!)

The kitchen looked alien and strange to Harry. Perhaps because it looked like it had never been used or perhaps because Harry had never seen it in daylight before.

He glanced nervously back at the bedroom door, which he had moments before eased closed behind him trying not to make to much noise and wake the blond still curled up in the bed. Harry opened one cabinet after another dismayed to find most of them empty. One held dishware and another had half a shelf of cereals and sweetened fruity quick oats that only required hot water, the rest held nothing.

Everything he needed to make coffee was all left out on the counter, even a single green mug with the Slytherin crest on the side. Harry hesitantly dumped a scoop of coffee grounds in and started the machine, it was strange looking like it was going to explode any second, as many wizard devices did. It hissed at him in what he hoped was a making coffee sort of way and not seconds away from a kitchen full of shrapnel and coffee grounds sort of way.

Harry’s fingers tapped a nervous staccato on the fancy white marble counter. He had never spent the night before, neither had Draco. They hadn’t really talked about it. There was a lot they didn’t talk about. If it weren’t for the fact they both worked at the Ministry and ran into one another quite often this ‘relationship’ of theirs would have never made it past the first drunken one night stand.

He pulled opened the chill box, a blast of cooling charms washing over him as he examined the contents. There were at least six different takeout containers stacked to one side and Harry was certain some of them had to be going wiffy by now, even with cooling and preservation charms. There was also a load of fresh produce, carefully wrapped meats and a small basket of eggs.

On top of a bell pepper there was a note written in a curving elegant script. Harry unstuck it, a smile growing as he read it. The note was from Narcissa, along with all the fresh food apparently. She chided Draco for eating too much takeout and reminding him about their sunday brunch plans. He set the note on the counter and grabbed eggs, the bell pepper, onions, and mushrooms to make an omelet. Or omelets he corrected himself, feeling a tremor of anxiety as he remembered where he was.

He found a knife that likely had never been used and charmed it to start chopping everything. He washed the frying pan just in case it too had never been used. The butter in the pan warmed and melted as the cook top heated at the tap of Harry’s wand. He smiled a little ruefully, it figured Draco would have the best in wizarding tech, even in a kitchen he probably never used.

Harry didn’t really think as he cooked. His mind wandered to Ron and Hermione’s recent marriage, as it often did these days. They were so happy in their new home, with their new life. Meanwhile, to most of the world, Harry appeared to have been single for almost a year now after many years of rocky broken relationships. His friends knew he was seeing someone, they also knew it was an uncertain casual relationship, though neither Harry or his friends had said as much or so directly.

Harry folded one omelet, sliding it onto a plate and putting a stasis charm over it before starting the next. He just… wanted more. His relationship with Draco was good, wonderful even, but it was missing so many things, like proper dates, morning afters, talks about the future. He didn’t need promises of forever or even marriage just- his eyes drifted to Narcissa’s note- just a promise for next week or even tomorrow.

Behind him, the door clicked open but there were no following footsteps. Harry looked over his shoulder. Draco was standing in the doorway his hair mussed, wearing a pair of sleep pants and loose shirt made of modal as soft as silk. He was frozen in place, his eyes wide with shock. Harry felt his stomach sink and turned back to the stove, plating the second omelet mechanically.

He felt numb. The question hovered on the tip of his tongue but he couldn’t bring himself to say it out loud; Do you want me to leave?

The floor creaked faintly.

Harry turned off the stove.


Harry throat felt so dry it hurt but he managed a faint, “Yeah?”

Arms slid around his waist, pulling him back slightly as Draco pressed a soft kiss against the juncture of Harry’s neck and shoulder.

“You stayed,” Draco said softly, his voice sounding a little rough around the edges.

Harry shivered faintly, sliding his hands over Draco’s.

Draco pressed his chest to Harry’s back and Harry could feel his heart racing.

“That’s alright?” Harry asked leaning into Draco.

“I never thought… you would want to,” Draco said carefully.

Harry felt some of the tension leave him and a tentative hope take its place, “And if I wanted morning afters? And dates…” his voice dropped, “a future, together?”

Draco shivered.

Harry turned, first his head and then his whole body, taking Draco’s face in his hands. He wiped the first hint of a tear from the corner of Draco’s eye.

“Everything,” Draco said hoarsely, “you can have everything.”

Harry smiled and leaned forward, stealing a soft chaste kiss, “Just you. I just want you.”

fukurodaniace-deactivated201705  asked:

I have to ask - top 5 Bokuto moments!! :D

top 5 bokuto moments bc hes my son and i love your account 💕💕

THE TIME HAS COME. I’m overwhelmed because doing a top 5 for my favorite character is possibly the most difficult thing ever. There are so many things, so many moments, everything he does it’s so important to me…but somehow I have to choose. In this case too, I decided to NOT use scenes from the manga that would spoil the non-readers…but we’ll have to update this as soon as Cats vs Owls airs! 

1. His speech to Tsukishima. Probably the most famous speech in the whole Haikyuu series, for sure it’s my favorite. This is the essence of who Bokuto is as a person, of how self aware he is, how hard he works, how he sees the world. Bokuto with this single speech changed EVERYTHING for Tsukishima, he gave away a life changing lesson, just for the sake of helping a kid who’s not even his kouhai. He just has the biggest heart of gold ever. 

2. When he taught Hinata the feint. Or the moment Bokuto chose Hinata to be his son disciple. This is another example of how Bokuto goes out of his way to make other people improve, no matter that this very person managed to turn this attack against his own team. When it comes to Hinata, Bokuto is always immensely proud, their relationship is honestly one of the purest thing ever happened in Haikyuu history 

3. When he recovered from the dejected mode. This spike is frankly breathtaking. This was such a delicate moment from Bokuto, and everything from the set up, to the support of all the Fukurodani members, to the ear-splitting sound it made, to Bokuto’s scream and his expression right after, to Akaashi’s petty smirk…is just…ICONIC. 

4. Every time he hits a cross spike my soul just leaves my body and ascends. He’s just so majestic. *cough* chapter 195 of the manga *cough* 

5. HEY HEY HEY™ (yes every single one of them)

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Originally posted by bokutoisbae

There are so many things I want to say about him, but I’ll just state the obvious once more: BOKUTO KOUTAROU, I LOVE YOU TO THE MOON AND BACK 

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anonymous asked:

Im sry but 4-5years??? Most ppl moved on during those 2 years, after that there will only be a small amount of ppl left and Hannibal will again be cancelled after one season. I feel betrayed. I feel its bc of his new show - of course it is or how else would be earn money during the next 4-5years. I feel let down. I feel used. Are my feelings even legit? Am I just sensitive and impatient? Im just angry now.. pls console me somehow .___.

Okay, I’ll do my best. <3

4-5 years is not the best news, but I think Bryan is giving us a broad window of what to expect in a realistic way. I’d always said that it would be at least two more, probably three (keeping in mind that writing and production happen only after a deal is inked). So it being a year or two longer than that doesn’t really surprise me, fwiw.

Where I think you’re jumping to conclusions is with regard to the audience, both in the fandom and the general audience. A great deal of people have moved on in the last two or three years, yes, but I tend to think there isn’t going to be any more mass exodus: the same people who are here after two years will be here after two more, by and large. And we might pick up a few souls in the meantime.

And it’s really only a two year wait, not four of five, until we would start getting information about dates, plans, ideas, and eventually production news and bts photos and all that. True content drought isn’t going to last that long for the fandom. There will be hype. There always is.

That brings us to the issue of the general audience, whether it will be so depleted that Hannibal will be cancelled again. Cancellation is always a possibility, ofc, but there’s no real connection between who is going to be watching the show and the number of people in the fandom at any given moment. It’s not like the people who have left the fandom or don’t post about the show anymore are just going to boycott a new season, should it come. They’ll check it out. The general audience is going to depend on advertising campaigns and hype, the television landscape of the time, the network its on, and what the reputation that Hannibal had gained during its initial run does to the franchise burnout that had hampered the show in the first place. Worrying about whether a theoretical next season would get cancelled again is just borrowing trouble, imo. And even if it did happen, we’d still…have another season in the meantime? What’s there to get upset about in that?

What Bryan’s tweets tell us is that the show is at full reset, and it’s going to have to go through the full process that any new show goes through to get made. We’re probably not going to get news in the next few months that a series is being ordered, which I think was the best-case scenario that most people were hoping against hope would come about. He estimates it’ll take a couple years to settle negotiations between the two studios that they have to work this out with (which tends to indicate they’re going after Clarice and Will together after all). That could turn out to be something less than two years, as well. It’s not like he can anticipate that. If, at the end of two or three years, it’s not looking likely that the studios can ever come to some kind of agreement, then we’ll know that it’s not really going to happen after all. In the meantime, we also know that they’re at least aiming for a proper show (not a single movie event or some such) and they’re trying to do it right, and make it complete.

What Bryan’s done, since he can’t give us any guarantees, is given us a window of possibility, and an honest explanation of the timeframe of hoops the process has for him and DLC to jump through. American Gods most certainly plays some part in that delay, and like you, I find that frustrating. But Bryan would have been a fool not to have taken that American Gods contract when it came to him, since it was such a major project and they were willing to wait till he was ready (had Hannibal stayed on for a full seven seasons, they would not have made American Gods till it was done). And he’s paid for it too–he lost his dream job of showrunning a Star Trek series largely because of American Gods

So I wouldn’t feel betrayed. He’s being as faithful and open as he can be: he’s pursuing the show, giving us an understanding of what it takes to get there, and telling us what to expect. Hannibal was terribly difficult for him in terms of exhaustion and budget and subject matter. Him making sure that he takes the time to do it right this time is good for everyone. 

-ˏˋ poly!xiuchen headcanons ˎˊ-

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  • maturity? kim jongdae doesn’t know such a word
  • fr he’ll just randomly shout for no damn reason
  • minseok on the other hand is a little more chilled out and quiet
  • peacefully agreeing with minseok on what takeout to order
  • and then jongdae whines endlessly about wanting something else
  • you suspect that he just wants the attention
  • you’re either woken by jongdae peppering endless kisses on your face and minseok holding a mug of coffee
  • or jongdae shouting about something and minseok chuckling apologetically off to the side
  • cute coffee dates together
  • you and jongdae always let minseok pick the place
  • and order for you
  • ‘well, you’re the master, aren’t you, minnie? pick something for dae and i’
  • i can’t even tell you why i canon this because idk myself but i can really see you three trying to complete a 1000 piece puzzle together
  • you and minseok are actually working
  • jongdae is just sitting on minseok’s lap and participating in your chatter
  • he finds puzzles s o boring but he loves hearing about how your day went
  • you and jongdae compliment minseok at any given chance
  • or sometimes randomly
  • not because like wow minseok is a god but like wow minseok had some bad body issues and you really don’t want those to resurface
  • you and dae just want him to be happy and content
  • having a group chat for selfies and such
  • there’s probably the odd blurb of sexting messages but most of your messages to them are
  • ‘send me your faces dummies i miss you guys’
  • minseok likes the sexting type stuff tho
  • but a lot of it is done over video call
  • especially if they’re on tour
  • <y/n> 'you guys are lucky :( you have each other and all i have is my hand and pornhub’
  • <dae !> 'hmm nope’
  • <dae !> 'i made sure to leave u some stuff in the closet just case you get lonely’
  • <minseok:)> 'on that note, why don’t you get on skype and show us exactly how lonely you are?’
  • <minseok:)> 'i’m sure we’re much better than pornhub’
  • at the most random times jongdae will sigh dramatically and go
  • 'you’re too pretty for us, baby’
  • 'i know’
  • he always acts so so annoyed until you apologise and shower him with compliments and kisses
  • having to get the biggest bed possible because jongdae can be a really odd sleeper sometimes
  • like some nights minseok falls out of bed and you topple onto him 'cause dae had sprawled out so much that you both fell right off
  • making arrangements for really fancy dates on occasion since they look so damn fine in suits
  • jongdae is the type to go all out on these nights and rent a limo or something
  • only the best for his loves
  • plus he’s probably really into the idea of sex in a—
  • helping minseok to dye his hair whenever he goes a vivid color like purple
  • there aren’t really any doms or subs when you fuck
  • minseok is dom af usually but i can’t see it in this pairing
  • mostly because the sex is always so light
  • and more on the vanilla side tbh
  • jongdae loves recording the affairs
  • whether it’s you going down on him or minseok fucking you
  • he likes having photos and videos
  • 'look up here, baby. toward the camera’
  • minseok likes making sure you cum like eighteen times before properly worrying about himself
  • he’s totally down for giving you head while dae fucks his ass
  • 'cause then you’re both enjoying yourselves
  • but you always return the favor so he doesn’t have to cum untouched
  • wall sex :c
  • shower sex :c
  • minseok really likes to be all clean and fresh so he’ll shove the sheets in the dryer afterward while you and jongdae shower together
  • and he’ll boil some water for your nighttime drink of choice
  • sitting in between them in bed and drinking your drink
  • jongdae has an arm around your waist and his head on your shoulder
  • you’d fucked for so long that all of his large energy supply is gone
  • he’s awake enough to make lots of jokes and tease you for cumming so quickly
  • but other than that he’s nearly out
  • minseok is so tired too but he prefers having more adult conversations with you at these types of times
  • not just about touring or whatever but your relationship as a whole
  • he tries to keep it lighthearted though
  • i also want to note that he’s still so starstruck by you and jongdae it isn’t even funny
  • he isn’t as loud about it as jongdae so it may only be through gentle i love yous or fond gazes
  • but boy oh boy no one cares for you two as much as he does

anonymous asked:

how do u make sure u don't info dump the first chapter? and how do u keep it interesting? sorry if this was already asked thanks!!

Hello there! Info-dumping is something a lot of people struggle with, so don’t worry!

There are a lot of reasons to avoid info-dumps - they’re not only boring, but they can also make the reader feel like they know too much and have no reason to continue reading. So, in theory, you want to methodically drop information here and there wherever it’s needed to enhance or advance the story, which keeps readers adequately informed and interested. 

However, that’s usually easier said than done. 

First of all, don’t worry too much about your readers being under-informed. That’s probably not the case, because most readers aren’t expecting, or even wanting, to know absolutely everything about your story from the get-go. So don’t feel that you have to spoon-feed them information at the start - leave them wondering and questioning a bit. (Just make sure you don’t give them too little!) 

Your story will feel a lot more realistic and natural when this information is spread out over time. There are a few ways to do this; dialogue, progression of the plot, or flashbacks (which should be used with caution and a light hand), among others. 


In my opinion, dialogue is the easiest method, or at least my favourite. Having one character tell another character information that the readers need to know is a good way to make the relaying of information seem normal. If a new character is introduced, you have an opportunity to have another character catch them up, and so on. Readers can also learn a lot simply through character interactions and observations. 

However, be careful you don’t have characters repeating information to someone that they both already know. If they’re saying something the other character knows, perhaps have them add their opinion to the dialogue so there’s a reason for them to be saying this. (E.g. “It’s raining outside,” vs. “I hate the rain. Why can’t it just be sunny all the time?”) 


Another way you can introduce or convey information is through flashbacks or a character’s inner monologue. Flashbacks should be used sparingly, however, as it is easy to go overboard and bore your readers or overcomplicate things. The same can be said for inner monologues, however. Your characters can (and probably should) reflect on past events, or at least think about them sometimes. However, make sure you don’t do this too often or have characters simply narrate an entire event in their head for no reason, as most people don’t do this (and that’s probably a flashback at that point). 


Finally, simply progressing the plot can also sometimes give your readers some insight. They might learn something from an action a character decides to take, or understand why something happened. This method is also something that probably should be happening naturally in your story already, but you can also take advantage of this a bit and use this to relay information.

These are just a few ways you can avoid info-dumps and spread out information (which will keep readers interested), but I hoped it helped! If you’re still unclear or have any other questions, feel free to ask. Thanks for the question, and happy writing! 

- Mod Gen

If you need advice on general writing or fanfiction, you should maybe ask us!

weedstoner-archive  asked:

that post u made reminded me that i have a communism question for u. so whenever i talk about it with my friends they always ask me what a communist society would look like, how there would be jobs without money, etc and up to a point i can explain it but i quickly lose confidence once they ask about details like. in terms of who would do the "dirty work" aka the jobs ppl don't want, how would u "buy" things without money, that kind of thing. i know theres prob not a simple answer but ya

a moneyless system is easy to explain. you dont work for money in the current society, you work for the goods and services that money purchases, but it is not the thing that provides your electricity. power isn’t generated by how much cash they can funnel into the furnace. get rid of money and the exchange-value system for the much simpler use-value system that is already in place. if someone argues that people will consume inefficiently, then theyre suggesting that capitalism is somehow more efficient by throwing away billions of pounds of food per year and refusing to shelter homeless people just because they can’t afford it. we have the technology to produce a surplus of basically everything and market mechanisms as we understand them would generally be made unnecessary in any realistic model of human consumption (many capitalists like to come up with absurd quantities of such-and-such commodity [10,000 gallons of water per day, for example] being consumed by one obnoxious person that ruins communism for everybody else, as if thats actually a problem worth a serious investigation)

communist society can’t be drawn up and pointed at like “this is it” because its the future. we can provide a rough framework for how it could function based on how our current society is able to operate (like above when i said that we currently produce a surplus, so we know for a fact that people could be provided for in the future) but we won’t know what problems may arise in the future until we get there. this is absolutely something that can seem disheartening, but for people that are so goal-oriented that they will settle for the current conditions just because they dont want to go through the work of building a better society, they are generally privileged to the point where they dont understand the necessity of radical change. they aren’t the ones suffering every day, so its easy for them to dismiss something that seems like a lot of work, even if its the only chance of survival for a large portion of the population.

the dirty work thing is an easy enough argument to dismiss when you’re well-equipped with the knowledge to do so. it often takes the form of the doctor-janitor story, where a doctor shouldn’t be paid the same as someone that simply takes out the trash, but this is a misunderstanding (and actually quite a funny one. they couldn’t have picked two better professions to compare tbh because its so easy to refute). doctors are certainly important to a (literally) healthy society. they are the people we go to so that we dont get sick and die. janitors are considered the lowest of the low because they dont actually do anything besides mopping or whatever (???), but imagine a world without janitors (or perhaps a world without their function is a better way to put it). without them, we would all get sick and die, same as a world without doctors. all of the dirty countertops in the world would make us all rush to the doctors office as we caught each others illnesses (a funnier thing to think about is how the market would react by suddenly producing a large amount of doctors to meet the demand of sick people, essentially reducing them to just another profession, removing the elitism that surrounds them. this is actually similar to doctors in the early days of capitalism. they were no better than the local trader, butcher, etc because all of them were important to the well-being of the population).

its important to understand this because this is actually similar to the old marxist feminist argument that women’s unpaid labor (in the home) is just as important as mens paid labor (in the factories). this is perhaps a little dated in some ways since capitalism has directly included women in the process of production, but before that, [the western concept of] gender was a clear-cut system of labor, where men produced and women reproduced, both in the sense of reproducing children [again, in terms of western concepts of gender, not actually getting into trans politics here] and also in the sense of reproducing labor. by taking care of the husband and her family, the sole duty of the housewife, she was responsible for the commodity producer (and the future generation of commodity producers and labor reproducers), and by extension, production as a whole. if it weren’t for this process of reproduction of labor on the microscopic level, the production of commodities wouldve been impossible, and this remains true for the doctor and the janitor, two very different jobs that fulfill the same basic purpose: to keep society going. to argue that one is more deserving of pay because one requires more “skill” than another or that one requires more education than another isn’t actually a criticism of socialism, but a realization of the cruelty of capitalism, where only those with enough wealth can afford to educate themselves and sustain their wealth (not to mention that this completely ignores the absurd fact that healthcare is a profitable industry, which it shouldn’t be).

one of the easiest ways around this argument though, especially if you want to get more into what communism would probably look like, is to just say that most of these things would be automated or taken care of on a community level. healthcare could be almost entirely abolished if we were to get to a point where we didnt have competition and the profit motive preventing us from finding cures for diseases just because companies make more money from selling monthly prescriptions than they ever would by actually stopping illnesses in their tracks, and for many other cases, machinery could be introduced in the emergency room (as is already done today) to make the doctors job easier. i think its safe to assume that janitorial work would also benefit from the introduction of machinery into the cleaning process and this work would become less stressful and more accessible to the general public.

(also, on the job question, id be a bad commie if i didnt quote the bit in the german ideology where marx says “… in communist society, where nobody has one exclusive sphere of activity but each can become accomplished in any branch he wishes, society regulates the general production and thus makes it possible for me to do one thing today and another tomorrow, to hunt in the morning, fish in the afternoon, rear cattle in the evening, criticise after dinner, just as I have a mind, without ever becoming hunter, fisherman, herdsman or critic.”)

so there you go. hope that helps.

wanna one | mini aus [1/?]

office worker!guanlin

  • usually the one that’s sent out for coffee runs
  • it’s a miracle how he manages to remember all of the specifics because this kid is always confused and has probably fallen asleep multiple times in his cubicle tbh
  • secretly prefers milk over coffee but is always sleepy and wants to look Hip so he drinks coffee instead
  • probably an intern considering his young age
  • fools around with fellow intern seonho all the time
  • they pretend they don’t know each other in front of the other workers but everyone knows what’s up lmao
  • they’re usually the last to leave the office on weekdays which somehow leads to one of them blasting music in the empty room and then dance-offs
  • everyone’s like aww these newbies are working so hard afterhours but no they’re really just dancing to troublemaker in their wrinkled dress shirts
  • always wears his tie loosened and wears a designer jacket over his business clothes on the way to and out of the office
  • basically it’s super obvious he’s a youngster
  • you’re a barista !! at the place nearby where he gets the coffee who started working roughly around the same time he did
  • you work the late night shift and one day a disconcerted (albeit really cute) boy with a bomber jacket tossed over his dress shirt barrels through the door
  • basically once you get to him his eyes are glued to his phone and he rattles off a super long list of specific orders before quickly retreating n’ not even looking up once
  • it isn’t until you call an order for “lai guanlin” that he rushes back over to grab the coffees
  • as soon as he puts away his phone he sees you
  • and let’s just say you had to stop him from dropping the orders because the barista he didn’t look at until now is super cute hELLO
  • and you’re kind of like ?? do you need help or ???? because that’s a lot to carry
  • guanlin: stutters like five times while saying “no” and is too shocked to thank you for the offer
  • you find it cute though because he reminds you of a baby chick and somehow you manage to help him because the office is right across the street and it’s late so no one’s around anyways
  • you say goodbye to him at the door like “!! if you ever need help again, just tell me ^^” and guanlin is like agghjkkl;shd yEs please i mean - no wait i’m strong enough to carry stuff on my own but like i wouldn’t mind the help you know but like i’m fine okay b YE

high school band!seungwoo

  • everybody’s favorite drummer
  • no seriously he will badum tss his way into your heart whether you like it or not
  • will tell terrible jokes at practices just for the sake of using his drums as sfx for the punchline (cue vocalist!minhyun’s dramatic sigh)
  • never let this boy have a drum solo he will go Wild and so will all of the fans of the band tbh
  • honestly the most flirty member of the group and probably the one most flirted with because have you seen his face and his humor ladies love him
  • carries his drumsticks with him e v e r y w h e r e just in case (for what? no one knows)
  • honestly the best person to bring around for impromptu singing sessions because he’ll have a beat down pat just name the song and start singing and you bet he’s got the tempo set
  • usually doesn’t sing because drumming takes a lot of effort but turns out he’s actually pretty good at it
  • sometimes uses a cajon for more lowkey songs or covers, and his singing makes everyone m elt
  • everyone loves him he gets fanmail and love letters daily but like once the entire school heard him sing they doubled afterwards
  • also likes to jokingly steal the positions of the other members of the band
  • like when jaehwan leaves his spot to go do something seungwoo runs up to his mic
  • “hello, my name is ong seungwoo and today i will be filling in for your main vocalist -” (jaehwan: i haven’t even stepped out the door yet)
  • will tap a rhythm for guanlin’s freestyle raps this drummer is multi-purpose and does not discriminate beats
  • drumming fascinates you and you honestly want to learn the cajon drum?? but every time you go to the music room to find it it’s somehow miraculously gone
  • and you know it’s usually there because you pass by the room every morning
  • one day you’re extra early because your last class is in the music wing and low and behold
  • you catch the culprit red-handed so you stand at the doorway like aHA i FOUND YOU
  • seungwoo: ??? turns around looking shook, holding the drum in his hands
  • you: w ait you look kind of familiar (and cute but you don’t say that part out loud) ,,,, aren’t you the drummer of wanna one???
  • he’s really proud when you do recognize him because hey look it’s a cute fan but actually you’re just eyeing the drum in his hands
  • essentially he ends up teaching you when he’s not practicing instead of you fighting him for it (mostly because he finds it attractive how you’re so fierce and seemingly passionate about learning the drums)

secret agent!woojin

  • got sucked up into the agency mostly because he was at the wrong place at the wrong time tbh
  • really bad at codenames especially for himself and will probably stumble over saying his own assigned name (busan accent you feel)
  • never let this kid go out on a field mission where he has to blend in
  • “agent stoP wearing sunglasses it’s not even that sunny”
  • “but if i don’t i’ll be too conspicuous and my cover will be blown”
  • unironically if he has to play an endearing and awkward persona he pulls it off perfectly because he basically has to be himself (snaggletooth perks tbh)
  • probably follows the advice of the older agents a little too closely
  • “stoP flirting with the target”
  • “but jisung told me to always be courteous to everyone”
  • (jisung in the bg: not that courteous you’re not trying to seduce them omg)
  • his personality can do a complete 180 once it turns serious though and when that happens he can look absolutely terrifying
  • you’re woojin’s classmate and you’ve been tasked with bringing all of his missed assignments to his home because ?? he’s apparently been gone sick for a week
  • so you’re standing in front of his door being the nice person you are although you don’t really know him (istg no one really does because he’s hella quiet)
  • so you sit and wait at his doorstep for around ten minutes and when you’re about to leave when no one answers the doorbell you hear a loud thunk from above
  • guess who’s halfway through the open window on the second floor of his house
  • that’s right: park woojin
  • you don’t mean to but you drop the folder of papers you were holding and he hears
  • you meet eye to eye and his widen to the size of saucers before he freezes completely (hanging off the windowsill)
  • and that’s how you meet secret agent w by catching him sneaking into the house because he forgot where he left the keys (hint: they’re probably under his bed or something stupid lmao)
  • being the non-judgmental person you are you choose not to question him but you realize at the blank look on his face when he sees the classwork you gave him that this kid has no idea what he’s doing
  • a concept: you tutoring woojin and helping him catch up whenever he misses school because of his ~agent~ exploits while being completely unaware of his secret other life and him developing a cute crush on you aw but also trying super hard not to show it since he doesn’t want you to get targeted

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From that day on, Sherlock took note of John’s behavior in the flat. He noticed how the man took to wearing tighter shirts, when he wasn’t snuggled up in his beloved jumpers. Sherlock nearly fainted one night, he was watching Rosie while John was having a shower. John usually came out wearing all his clothes, but this time, John emerged with nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. Even Rosie halted her playing to stare at her very naked father. John smoothed his hair back and walked over to the two with a warm smile on his face. He kissed Rosie’s head, earning him a smile from her. He moved to kiss Sherlock’s lips and Sherlock merely stared. John titled his head and caressed his cheek. Then, without a word he got up and walked to his bedroom to dress. The only thing that Sherlock could think of was how good he looked. His body damp, with the beads of water on his blond chest hair, the towel wrapped tightly around his waist so that the roundness of his stomach hung slightly over the edge. His scar that stretched across his shoulder was a bit pink from being under the hot water. His hair, oh his hair, wet and long and styled into the swoop that Sherlock has come to love so much.

It made Sherlock’s heart warm to see that John was finally starting to become more confident after their talk, it also excited him because he had so much more to say to John. That man deserved to be showered in love the same way he did Sherlock. They lay in bed and he saw John strip himself of his shirt and lay down beside him. Sherlock rolled over so that his head was resting on John’s unbelievably soft chest, and his hand was on top of his stomach. He closed his eyes and inhaled John’s scent. Like mint and lavender. Sherlock smirked, he was using his soap.


John’s hands were carding through Sherlock’s curls. He moaned in response. Good, he was still awake.

“Either I’ve gone mad or you are especially naked tonight.”

“Is it bothering you?” Sherlock could hear the smirk. He didn’t respond.

“I could always put a shirt back on.” When he started to move, Sherlock held him down and said, “No! I like it. Your skin is quite soft.”

John’s chest rumbled and his hand continued stroking the brown curls.

“You know, Sherlock. What you’ve said to me that day. About all the things you loved about me. At first, I thought you were taking the piss, or trying to make me feel like something I wasn’t. But I don’t know if you realize it, but, when you’re being sincere there’s this…this glint in your eyes and your face it softens and becomes what I now know as the real you.”

Sherlock’s eyes were still closed, but he wasn’t asleep.

“Anyway, what I’m trying to say is. You made me feel good about myself. And I hadn’t realized until then how good it feels to be….”

“Be what, John?”

“How good it feels to be validated, and loved.”

It must have taken a lot of courage for John to work up the nerves to say something like that. He was being so extraordinarily brave and Sherlock was so proud of him. Sherlock sat up and kissed him gently.

“John, it is my duty as your lover to tell you all the things I love about you, just as you do to me every waking moment. You’re my best friend, you know that right?”

“I know it, Sherlock. You’re my best friend too.”

Sherlock smiled even though John wouldn’t be able to see it clearly, and returned to his original position, falling asleep faster than he ever had in his life.

The next day, John finally had to return to work. It was different without him there. Sherlock had just gotten used to his constant presence again, and now, he was gone. Rosie didn’t seem to mind the absence much, she was usually with Sherlock for most the day anyway, he wondered if she even knew John was gone. He busied himself with playing with her, watching yet another rerun of Teletubbies in sheer horror, and thinking about new cases Lestrade might have. They were probably fives and below, so he let the thought go quickly. He looked at the clock, John would be due home soon and Rosie had yet to have her supper. By the time he fed her, John returned home. She could barely keep her eyes open.

“Did she give you any trouble today?”

Sherlock shook his head, afraid that his voice would wake her. John walked over to the two and gave them kisses. He looked tired.

“I’m going to have a shower, Sherlock.” He spoke lowly so he wouldn’t wake the baby. Sherlock watched as he disappeared into their room before going to Rosie’s to set her down. The shower already started, and Sherlock was quick to grab a change of clothes and walk into the bathroom. John sighed loudly, he must have just stepped in. Sherlock shed his clothes, he was meaning to do that after Rosie threw up on him. He looked down at himself, stark naked. He took a deep breath and stepped into the shower. John turned around, hair already lathered with shampoo, body soaking wet.



John laughed. The man could be butt naked, and still act like the most pompous ass in the room. John took the time to survey Sherlock. He was so thin, yet, he had muscles from all the cases he’s taken on and solved. All the years of fighting and trying to be strong. He looked like something out of a museum.

“Are we feeling a little impatient? Couldn’t wait your turn, huh?”

“I thought you might want the company. You seemed stressed today.”

John exhaled and crossed his arms. “I forgot how much patience you need to be a GP. Why do people insist on coming into a clinic when they know they’ve only got a cold?”

Sherlock smiled and moved to massage John’s shoulders. “There there, John, it’s okay. I’m here.”

“You are, you’re here and very naked too.”

“As are you.”

John moaned at the massage and the hot water hitting his body.

“We should do something about this, should we?”

Sherlock grabbed John’s face and kissed him. He kissed him again, and again, and again.


“Shhh, John. You’ve had a tiresome day at work, please, let me take care of you tonight.”

His kisses started to trail down to John’s neck, eliciting a louder moan. Sherlock smirked as he traveled lower and lower until he got to where he needed. He smiled.

John seemed pretty excited too.


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What is horse emblem?

So for anyone who doesn’t know horse emblem is a team set up which involves using 4 horse units all with a mix of hone/fortify cavalry to grant each party member +6 in all stats bar Hp. The most notable members are Cecilia, Xander, Reinhardt and the new Brave Lyn, the latter two being incredibly deadly due to the ability to use a brave weapon.

Learn/check horse units

So knowing each horse units strengths and weakness’s is a great first step into combating the horse squad. Think to yourself before starting battle who on your team is best equipped to handle who. Most of the time you can tell just by their stats, e.g lower physical or magic bulk but heres a few to get you started

Brave users

Reinhardt and Lyn are the two biggest threats due to being at a range and can use brave weapons. Both can hit incredibly hard during enemy phase especially with team buffs. Have a unit distract them by taking them one end of the map to remove their buffs, or reach them before they hit you. They are incredibly vulnerable during your player phase so having a unit get in then get out with a dancer or hit and run is a good bet. There are also a lot of brave physical users like Frederick, Luke,Abel, Peri etc and they generally can be handled the same way. They will suffer from a minus 5 speed drop as well so fast units can cause them problems.

Blade/raven users

These three often utilise bladetomes to great effect, they have decent attack and get an extra ton of damage on them. However for the most part they are generally slow, especially Leo and Cecilia. Infact sometimes they may use raven tomes instead to be the teams colourless counter and will have triangle adept, meaning its a simple case of matching up your colours. Having a triangle adept user take a hit from these guys is normally your best best, or a unit with very fast speed. Or just being fast and having colour advantage is enough. For example Olivia can Live Cecilia’s Blade tome set, so she can be used as a meat shield almost.


Olwen is a strange case as she can be dire thunder or blade tomed. She’s probably the most unpredictable horse to prepare for. Check her weapon before battle, if dire thunder most greens can live to survive both hits due to her very low attack. If blade tomed get her away from the team, or tackle her like Reindhart. Her greatest asset as a blade tome user is that she’s fast with good res so use a fast unit to avoid being doubled.


The walls of horse emblem, or at least the main ones, Xander and Eldigan work on you attacking them, but have incredibly low resistance so using a mage, even a green one can get the job done sometimes. They are also typically slow so if you let them attack you, they can’t normally double and you maybe able to double them. As for Eliwood and Titania they specialise in resistance. Eliwood remains true to his red brothers and only has 30 speed at base, while Titania has 34 making her quite fast. Eliwood you can normally take out with a good blue physical attack, while Titania is very weak with a triangle advantage and can be tanked or defeated with any red.


I cannot stress this enough, use the terrain to your advantage, horse units cannot cross trees or mountains. If a map has them, then hid in the trees to avoid physical users, or trap them in between you and some trees if they are ranged. Even if your a ranged unit yourself you can wait till you defeat the rest this way.

What about before the battle how can I prep my team?

Dancers are an amazing way to start. Everyone has access to Olivia a F2P unit who you can pack on almost any team. Giving her wings of Mercy is the most important thing you can do. She’ll synergies great with any desperation users you have allowing them to either retreat or attack another unit.

Panic Ploy is a skill which allows you to negate buffs on units and turn them into penalties. This really messes up the blade horses in particular. If you got a spare Valter you have access to this skill in some form, and it works on units with any of these units, or units with high Hp in general (I just picked two from each colour)

Vantage is another great skill to use, it stops units from being able to decimate you and hopefully you can hit them first back. Anyone with good attack can make use of this skill, but distant counter units will really appreciate it.

Reposition is a incredible skill and should be used 80% of the time. Infact every team should have at least one user of the skill, you can save so many units who are left in the danger area, or move them safely to a new spot and let your bulky unit tank the hit.

With the rise of Lyn people are fearing bows more than ever. There are two answers to this. The first is bow breaker which protects you from quad hits, making them doubles, and allows you to double her. The second is to have a raven tome user. These normally take a bit to work up, but become literal walls to 1 colour + colourless units. They tend to be slow so running quick riposte on them and baiting her out will allow them to get the KO 9/10. The raven tomes can also handle their colour threats well and take very little from magic users if they have the res to back them up

Weapons with super effective bonuses, such as Zanbato and Ridersbane (Gray and Mathilda) can deal heavy damage to them.

Its another thing to note that the wolf tomes are slightly seeing use for good reason, being magical horse slayers, they can take down units like Xander in one or two hits. The gronwolf tome specifically is a very good anti Reinhardt check. These do not reduce damage however.

Finally my biggest tip for fighting horse emblem is to have a Reinhardt counter, since you normally encounter him on most teams, horse emblem or not. Any green mage with good res is your best shot, even Julia who is slow as heck can sit and live the hit, and counter back and destroy him out of the game. Most of these want to pack green tome breaker/quick riposte if they are slow. If he survives you can normally destroy him next turn anyway. Oh and with these two, Fae and Titania are also very solid green counter picks, Titania can live his fire power thanks to emerald axe and her res, while Fae has incredible res and if using lighting breath she can hit back in the same turn. 

Cecilia I’d say is incredible due to being able to handle Reinhardt and then take on another blue unit with incredible move, she works great even off horse emblem is very underrated. (She’s F2P too)

Oh and finally, finally (I swear) Fortify res and spur res are two great options as a niche if you don’t have any c skills to give units.

The 9th Titan Theories

What we know for sure so far (before ch. 94):
- Ymir Fritz’s original titan got split into nine titan powers, 7 of which were in possession of Marley and two stayed with the Eldians after the Great Titan War.
- The eight known shifters are as follows: Eren Jaeger (The Coordinate+Attack Titan), Armin Arlert (Colossal Titan), Reiner Braun (Armored Titan), Annie Leonhardt (Female Titan), Zeke Jaeger (Beast Titan), Pieck (Cart Titan), Galliard (Jaw Titan).

What’s unclear:

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I don’t know why but seeing Esther getting hate for simply being herself makes me so emotional. I know this isn’t the first time and probably won’t be the last time, but it just hurts. It’s so sad to see women putting down other women just for the sake of entertaining themselves, or in this case, having too much time on their hands. She’s so beautiful in her own way.
Before you go out there and call her “ugly” and other ridiculous words, just for simply not looking like your full time favorite actress, take a step back and consider that to Matt, the actor you claim to be a fan of, she’s the most beautiful woman in the world. None of us have any rights over their lives, they don’t need to share anything with any of us, but they chose to show us snippets of their days, is this how some of you would like to repay them?? That’s just plain disgusting.

anonymous asked:

Hello may I ask for a hc please where MC's friend flirts with the RFA? How would they respond? ^o^ Thank you for your time! Lovely blog btw~

Thank you so much~! Oooh, I really like this ask because I guess I really like jealousy asks and such. But anyway, onto the headcanons so I can stop procrastinating my actual work.

-He probably wouldn’t realize they were flirting with him, he would probably just think they were trying to be nice to him since they were MC’s friend
-He did notice MC’s slight distressed look though, there was clearly something wrong, but Yoosung wasn’t completely sure if he should act on it straight away
-Once MC left the room their friend put their hand on his thigh with a sort of seductive smile and he finally caught on
-Yoosung would stand from where he was sitting with a look of disgust
-How dare they betray MC like that? The friend knew that he was MC’s boyfriend and just didn’t care? What kind of friend is that?
-Honestly would just be speechless, like wtf, who do you think you are
-Once MC walked in he would immediately tell her what happened
- “MC, I think you shouldn’t be friends with them anymore! They plain out disrespected you!”
-Before MC could even respond, he would tell the friend to leave. He doesn’t want them anywhere near himself or the person he loves.

-To be completely honest, he would exactly realize they were technically flirting with him
-Zen would think they were just praising him and his good looks whenever the friend would compliment him
-He would catch on pretty damn quick though once he realized MC looked uncomfortable
-Literally, he is so offended by this, how dare someone betray MC like this
-Narrowing his eyes, Zen would take MC’s hand into his, standing up
-He didn’t even think this person deserved to be in MC’s presence
- “Sorry I’m not interested, I have the most beautiful person in the world by my side, so your flirting was of no use anyway.”
-With that, he would lead MC away from that excuse of a friend and once they were far enough away Zen would casually suggest losing their number.

-In Jaehee’s case, it would depend on how the person was flirting, because if they were just giving general compliments, she probably wouldn’t catch on
-But if they were making it a bit obvious like only talking about her looks or throwing subtle shade at MC, she would catch on right away
-She isn’t as angry as Yoosung and Zen, she is more confused if anything
-What inclined MC to be friends with someone like this, they’re awful
-Looking over to her partner, MC had their eyes averted down and was twiddling their thumbs, obviously unhappy
-The next time the friend said something to flirt with her, Jaehee interrupted them
- “Excuse me, but I think it’s very inappropriate of you to speak to me like this considering the person I love is sitting next to me. I would appreciate if you would stop, I’m not interested and you’re making me and the person I love uncomfortable.”
-The friend soon made an excuse and left

-It wouldn’t take much for Jumin to figure out what was going on
-Not that he took pride in this, but a lot of women flirted with him, he was the face of his company, an attractive one at that, so he could tell when someone was flirting with him
-Jumin definitely wasn’t happy
-Although he was angered by the situation, he was, similar to Jaehee, confused as to why someone would just be so desperate like this
-Becoming tired of hearing this friend, he cleared his throat to interrupt them
-“I’m sorry, but your desperate nature is getting quite irritating and there is no chance I would even look twice at someone like you, even if I wasn’t already taken so if you’ll excuse us, we’re leaving.”
-With that, he took MC’s hand and excited, not even giving the person a chance to respond.

-Meeting one of MC’s friends was already something Saeyoung wasn’t so excited about doing
-Being kind of shy around people in real life, he was sure he would have a hard time socializing
-He was pleasantly surprised, however, when he discovered that they were actually easy to talk to
-Saeyoung was having a blast making a new friend, that was until they threw out a flirt
-His laughter died down and he deadpanned and just asked “Are you flirting with me? While MC is sitting right here? That’s kind of sad, don’t you think?”
-The friend, becoming really flustered and embarrassed, got up and left without a second word
-Saeyoug hugged you and assured you that he would never leave you for someone like that, even if you weren’t really worried about it in the first place.

-Admin Char

Random typing (and some asking) advice

1. Patience is a virtue. People who are good at quickly typing someone often spent months studying MBTI first. If you’re new to MBTI, typing yourself will be slow.

2. Tests suck, study the functions. Keys2cognition is probably at its most useful if you’re totally clueless and have minimal understanding of the functions, but if you’ve read about the functions already you can still probably figure out the questions and sway the results. Don’t bother with tests if you’ve started and are still stuck. Refer to point 1. Keep studying.

3. If you identify with all the functions (or enneatypes) from several sources but not the holistic descriptions, chances are the holistic description you’re using sucks. If you identify with much of a holistic description but not the functions/enneatypes, it’s probably not right.

4. If your MBTI/Enneagram combo is unlikely you could be unusual, you could be right about one system and wrong about the other, or you could be wrong about both. All I can say is that if you ask me and don’t provide further information my guess is that you’re wrong about one of the types, just based on probabilities (which are all I have to go on in this case).

5. More generally most things are possible, fewer are probable. Ask what you actually want to know and not “is X possible”. 

6. This also goes for “What would a 417 INFP so/sx look like” questions. You’re begging the question and chances are you’ll find something in my vague description to confirm what you already think.

6. And on that note you are probably average. You are almost definitely not some shining exception who has fully developed your inferior function at age 18.

7. Be brutally honest about the following: your behavior over time (not one-off actions, but repeated sustained behaviors), your motivations behind your actions and preferences, your fears, and whether traits you see in yourself are common among people in general.

8. Dichotomy tests aren’t good but using some dichotomous techniques (thinker behavior vs feeler behavior) isn’t terrible. I find Keirsey quite obviously biased and inconsistent in many ways but he did actually observe behaviors and find similarities, and those observations are not without some truth. Just make sure to back them up with functions.

9. Typing before age 13-14 is virtually impossible and most of your behavior from then is going to fall under either confirmation bias (ie, once you’ve typed yourself as a young adult you’ll look back and say “oh yeah that could have been a sign”) or will be just stuff that kids do. I can say for certain when people send me long messages about typing - which is helpful because there’s a lot of information to go on!  - I still pretty much ignore anything from before age 12. If you can audit a neuro/cognition class or psych class, particularly one that touches on general neuro/psych development I highly recommend it for this and for my point in 7, that some things are just normal for humans. (I also just recommend it because it’s fascinating - I took intro to neuroscience and a cognitive neuroscience class in college and loved them).

10. Having personal preferences for certain functions or enneatypes is fine - you will not get along well with everyone, and that’s normal. It’s important however to remember that a. they probably don’t like everything about you either and b. your opinions are not facts.

11. If you’re looking for me to tell you you’re special or deep or whatever you’re going to be disappointed.

12. Think about how you’re going to use MBTI. Do you want to look at memes and know which one is you? Then if you mistype, it’s fine! You can always revise it if you figure out. Do you want to undeirstand yourself and others better/use it for self-improvement? Then if you mistype it’s still fine. I make a big-ish deal about mistyping due to biased descriptions but you can always revise your type as you learn more about yourself. This is doubly true if you’re in your teens. You’re still developing a lot mentally, and I don’t think anyone I know was really aware of MBTI until around age 17-18 anyway, and most people I know in life don’t really use it or care about it. There’s a lot of paths to self-knowledge.

Let Me Warm Your Heart Part 2

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3| Part 4| Part 5

Word count: 2017

Summary: Credence misses a certain kind lady. But he meets an unexpected visitor instead. All is not what it seems and even though life tends to be rough at times, every cloud has a silver lining.

Warnings: Mentions of abuse, violence and blood.

Disclaimer: GIF Credits to their owners. Also I don’t own the FBAWTFT universe. Queen JKR does.

Credence searched through the gathering crowd. His heart plummeted into the melancholic depths of disappointment as the lady with the kind smile failed to turn up at yet another NSPS meet. He reminisced how her face lit up with a smile, how unlike others she had apologised and with kindness radiating from every gesture, helped him gather the scattered flyers (even though it was probably his fault that they fell in the first place). It was far too rare for people to deem him worthy to bestow kindness upon. It was more often than not a case of shoved bodies, rough touches and muttered insults. Not pretty smiles and an overwhelming softness of the heart.

Credence couldn’t help but feel sadness clutching him in its cold grasp, he really shouldn’t have gotten his hopes high. After all, it was highly unlikely that she had the free time to attend all of the rallies. She had indeed said that she had work to rush off to the other day. A hopeful part of him wished that it was just that, a busy schedule which kept her from coming back. But then again, she might have completely forgotten him. Who would remember a lowly, wicked boy like him? And if at all she did remember him, it would be with disgust at his uselessness, disappointed with anything he did. The way Ma was.

Credence sneaked a glance at his adoptive mother as she went on about the malignant virus of witchcraft that was fast spreading amongst the unaware and naive naysayers. She urged the people to be proactive and join the cause, they had safety in numbers. It was the vigilant who could save themselves after all. He thought that if he repeated the propaganda enough times, he might even start believing it. It was not that Credence disbelieved that people like witches and magic existed. He knew that his biological mother was wicked, that her blood was tainted, the same blood that ran through his veins. He had heard about it numerous times over the span of his childhood, receiving divine punishment at the hands of his Ma in a bid to loosen Satan’s hold over him. Such instances though, had become rarer as the years passed. The punishments hadn’t stopped, just the reasons had changed.

His hand felt a ghostly sting and Credence flinched, remembering the latest disciplining. His barely healed hands clutched the flyers tightly as the memory of a few weeks back washed his subconscious. Ma had been so angry with him when she had seen him idling around the back instead of handing out more flyers like he was supposed to. He had just found the crowd oppressive and decided to get a few breaths of clean air, a brief respite from the heat. That was when she had stumbled across his feet, not hard enough to cause him discomfort, but enough to make her presence known. He had expected harsh words, an angry shove or complete unapologetic indifference even. Because that was how he was used to being treated. Instead like an angel shining her heavenly aura on lesser mortals, she had come to his aid. Being the worthless being that he was, he’d somehow managed to become a stuttering dimwit, rendered dumb by her kindness and beauty. This was an exchange that hadn’t escaped the watchful eyes of his mother, though thankfully she hadn’t seen who it was that he was speaking to.

No amount of pleading would dissuade her from meting out what he rightfully deserved. It was just a matter of time and it came when they reached the rundown excuse of a church that they called their house. The moment the door to the living room closed, he silently slid off the belt from its place, grasping the buckle in the hope that the ordeal would end faster if he willed it to. Just thinking of the belting had his hands smarting in remembrance of the vicious hits. Ma had been especially angry that day.

“Hello there, young man. Won’t you give me one of those flyers?” An elderly woman broke Credence out of his reverie, a wrinkled hand outstretched towards him seeking a purple handout. Her eyes crinkled as she gave him a benevolent smile. She looked of Asian heritage, probably Japanese judging from the pastel kimono that draped her delicate frame; with her soft demeanour and quite mannerisms, she faintly reminded Credence of summers spent lying in the warmth of his birth mother’s lap, but it was a fleeting thing, this barely remembered memory.

Though he had been expecting quite a different interruption, even this was welcome. After all, it was not everyday that people treated him with such gentleness. As if reading his mind, the old woman queried, “Were you perhaps expecting someone else?” Pink dusted his cheeks as Credence replied in embarrassment, “N-no!” It came out louder than he had intended. Glancing at his mother to make sure that her attention was focused elsewhere, he quietly mumbled, “ I meant…no. That is not the…case.” His speech was marked by ponderous pauses, as if mulling over what would be appropriate enough to voice out loud.

The old woman merely nodded in understanding, though what she comprehended from his mumbles and pauses, Credence could only wonder. They stood in comfortable silence for a while before the woman spoke again, “What is your name child?” He jerked as if virtually slapped and something skittered in the woman’s eyes but it was gone before he could really observe. “C-credence.” He spoke so softly that it was a wonder that the woman had heard anything at all. But her serene smile indicated that she indeed had heard him. “You have a beautiful name”, she complemented him, making him blush again. As the rally broke up with the end address from his mother, the elderly lady stared up in the sky as if thinking about something before saying, “I better get going now. Hope you have a good day son!” her eyes twinkled and Credence couldn’t help but be gripped by a weird sense of deja vu,feeling as if he had met the woman somewhere before.

Y/N laid down her quill with a sense of satisfaction as the last report was written, bringing her paperwork to completion. Standing up, she stretched her muscles before waving her wand to summon her coat. Capping off another day at work, she stumbled out of the inconspicuous gates of MACUSA, weary and bone tired but happy at the pace of things. She started walking at a leisurely pace, setting off towards her apartment idly wondering about what she should have for dinner. Today felt like a sushi day.                

Tasked with scouting for a new place to conduct the next meeting, Credence walked the bustling streets of New York City. He had been walking for well over an hour and twilight had set in by the time he truly found anything of use. Before his eyes lay a dusty playground, more derelict than green. It was not exactly spic and span but with some cleaning, it would do. Credence looked at the playground which was sandwiched between a confectionery and a chic boutique selling trendy flapper dresses which seemed all the rage these days. Yes, this would do. He was just about to venture a bit further inside to give a last cursory glance to the venue when he stumbled across an empty glass bottle.

Landing hard on the dusty pavement with his hands outstretched to break the fall, a hiss escaped Credence. The fall tore anew his barely healed palms. Cradling them close to himself, he took a closer look at the demon that had devised his fall. Was that a beer bottle that he spied? “Oi, who goes there?” A gruff voice enquired from the depths of the dimly lit playground. Fear grabbed Credence as he stared at the questioner. Three men, drunkards by the look of them, appeared from the murky shadows. A pudgy faced man, with a pronounced limp approached him followed by a stockily built man and a towering youth with a face attacked by the most vicious case of acne Credence had ever seen.

“Looky what we ‘ave ‘ere eh? A pup, wet behind ‘em ears!” The towering youth chuckled nastily, showcasing yellowing teeth much to the amusement and hollering of the other two. He had a surprisingly gravelly rasp. Probably a result of excessive smoking judging by the cigarette clutched in his blackened fingers. “Ya think ya can just come here an’ bust upon us, pup?” The stocky man’s words would have been intimidating had they not been uttered in the squeakiest voice ever heard. All this would have been an excellent backdrop for a comedy show and Credence might have even found it funny had he not been in the midst of it. “Answer da question. What ya doing ‘ere, punk!” pudgy face bent down for emphasis , getting too close for comfort, spittle spraying everywhere and his body reeking of alcohol, rancid sweat and something more unpleasant best not named.

Credence could barely manage a frightened whimper as hot tears ran down his cheeks. It was one thing to be belted by Ma for his actions. He deserved that, after all, it was meant for his own good, wasn’t it? But what had he done to deserve this? He cowered as pudge face yanked him by the collar of his shirt, drunken vigour easily lending him the strength to haul the frail boy up. “The cowardly brat’s snivellin’ like a damned 2 year old, if I ever seen one. What ya boys say we beat some sense inta him?” Credence felt a tightness blossom in his ribs, pressing down on his chest making it difficult to breath. His sight became hazy and all he could think of was the world of pain, broken bones and smashed teeth that was awaiting him. He saw the raised fist and closed his eyes, as the tightness in his ribs grew, threatening to burst him at the seams. Any moment now, he would be beaten into pulp.

Suddenly, the air rang out with a shrill alarm, a siren similar to those of police vans. “Shit! Why’s the police here?” the squeaky voiced man called out and Credence snapped his eyes open. Pudgy face shoved him away as the three bustled out of the playground, scampering ahead of one another, beer bottles scattered in their wake. Shaking violently at the near beating, Credence curled up into a ball and couldn’t help but continue crying as the siren grew louder and his mind went into overdrive. The police would find him and take him in for questioning. There were empty beer bottles here, he had obviously been up to no good, they would think. Wait, if the police took him up for questioning, his Ma would know. Dread latched onto him, pooling into an acidic swirl at the pit of his stomach. Oh what would she say? The mere idea of her wrath sent him on the edge of a panic attack.

Credence barely noticed when the siren stopped, for the ringing in his ears only continued to grow louder with every passing second. He was going to be arrested!! Someone was calling out to him, asking him if he was okay, but the world was a cacophony of white noise. They crouched beside him and attempted to pull his body upright. Resisting the movement, he flailed on the ground muttering incoherently throughout. Suddenly, his face was grabbed by a gentle touch and Credence found himself staring in the most mesmerising pair of (Y/E/C) eyes he had ever seen. “It’s okay love, they are gone. You are safe now. Nothing will harm you…I won’t let anything harm you!” His body gave a violent shudder. Letting out a choked sob, he fell into the soft embrace of the kind woman for whom he had been waiting for so long at the rallies. His angel had finally come to his rescue.

A/N: Ahh the time for the fated meeting has finally arrived! Writing this chapter through Credence’s P.O.V. was super fun as well as a bit anxiety inducing. I was constantly worried whether I was portraying him correctly.Just some trivia, the first sushi shop in the U.S. reportedly opened in 1906 in the Little Tokyo neighbourhood of LA apparently. I actually went and researched this on the net and Wikipedia threw this up on “the history of sushi”. Well, now that my nerd curiosity and obsessive authenticity mania has been satiated; addressing another twist- a mysterious old woman (Oba-san, if we are getting technical here) has appeared!! I wonder who she could be? 😉 Please excuse any typos that may have crept in. Thank you dear readers for the overwhelming love that you are showering on this story! Stay tuned for the next chapter and let me know how you all found this! ~mystical reading nerd

how you were raised

please note: the study of astrology is not limited to singular descriptions, just how your singular experience of a placement doesn’t represent all with those placements. to fully grasp how someone was raised and how that has altered an individuals personality requires an in depth study of the natal chart. in particular, this is primarily comprised by the study of (but definitely not limited to): the moon, saturn and the fourth house and IC (depending on the house system). the descriptions below are archetypal and will fit everyone, however to which extent is then measurable by factoring in other components of an individual’s chart; eventually synthesising said components and finally coming to an accurate, highly specific, individualistic description/analysis.

ARIES MOON: Dominant parent was somewhat aggressive and strict; moody. The child is raised to be, straight forward, independent and self reliant. The child often grows to be impatient with people who are “slower” and clingy as a result. But are often also open, fun-loving and spontaneous.

TAURUS MOON: Dominant parent was a parent only, whether or not they were also a friend is indicated elsewhere. This child is raised to feel as if how they were raised strongly affects them (not uncommon for them to say things like “I was raised to…”); for better or worse (usually for better). Sometimes it can be detrimental because they forget they have free thought. They grow up feeling emotions at the ‘correct’ times

GEMINI MOON: Dominant parent was distant emotionally but usually friendly and favours this child. However, favouring doesn’t always work well and doesn’t even mean the parent does/shows it well. Children were taught to think quickly (and as a result are usually witty) and to also be very adaptable

CANCER MOON: These parents did the best parenting they could, often similar to a style you might actually find in a parenting book. They try to find a balance between parent and friend (for example; being authoritative but not delegating chores). Children grow up often emotionally stable and can express these emotions healthily, but can struggle when they don’t receive the same understanding from others that they did from their parents.

LEO MOON: The parents of these children are notorious for feeding their kids with a silver spoon. There is tension just as there always is but for the most part they are positively supported; emotionally and materially (if possible), even if their child is in their 40’s. The children grow up to be positive and optimistic and their only real shortcoming is being blind to the fact that others have “hang ups” with their own childhood that are actually quite significant (that or they still live in their mums basement).

VIRGO MOON: Dominant parent is often, like Taurus Moon, just a parent. Usually they are quite friendly but there is a clear parent/child distinction. The children are taught to be logical, intelligent and to “use their heads” and common sense.

LIBRA MOON: The dominant parent is quite often, never happy with their child’s manners. They are constantly reminding their child to say please and thank you, and situations like: “You mean MAY I go to the bathroom” are extremely common. In the worst case scenario, these children might grow up in a scary home life in which the dominant parent forces them to look “perfect”, but for the most part the parent just wants their child to have good manners. And it probably comes as no shock that they usually grow up considering everyone else first and making sure they aren’t rude.

SCORPIO MOON: This Moon placement is never good, in the best case scenario the dominant parent was just distant and perhaps a little emotionally neglectful. Often, however, children are thrown into emotionally debilitating situations that stunt their emotional growth for years. It’s not uncommon for these children to grow up on eggshells and as a result they are very perceptive adults. Unfortunately, a lot of the time they are manipulated by one parent and can’t see it until they are much older, if at all.

SAGITTARIUS MOON: The dominant parent is emotionally absent and the child is required to use their own optimism to “get along”. Best case scenario, the parent is a fun, fair weather friend. They grow up individualistic and often charismatic (which can help them get from others what they didn’t get from their parent/s). Not uncommon for this child to be closer to the parent of the opposite* sex or even another family member.

CAPRICORN MOON: The dominant parent is strict and pushes the child to be hardworking. Often this is something specific to the parent. For example, the parent is athletic so the child will train every morning. In the best case scenario it is because the child /needs/ an extra “push”. Perhaps they struggle with school and instead of the parent accepting that their child will always be a D-average they push them.

AQUARIUS MOON: The dominant parent is emotionally distant and sometimes even often physically absent. The child has no one to “look up to” and can be a “weird” child because they had no example to follow and the parent had no desire to teach. This isn’t always bad, and these children often become a lot closer to their parent/s as they grow older.

PISCES MOON: The dominant parent is not seen clearly, the child was born with rose coloured glasses and is highly influenced by one or both parents. Whether the child views this parent as a godsend or as some type of evil is often completely up to chance. Either way, it influences their actions significantly when they are older. If they saw the parent as bad they harbour a lot of resentment that they must let go of and if they see them as perfect their world may be shattered when they realise their parent is, in fact, just human. It is highly important for these parents to teach their child to see realistically.

*meaning traditionally, there are of course more than two genders but I hope you understood the message.

Ten Years (Part 4)

Summary: AU. When a major account is on the line at work, reader is forced to revisit some old connections at her ten year high school reunion for a chance at success. Will she let the past consume her, or will she see the future in her grasp?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 3,215

Warnings: language, sarcasm, fluff, mentions of past cheating

A/N: I scrapped the original chapter four in favor of this one in which I went a bit overboard. Two more chapters to go, including this one, before the reunion. It’s trying to write itself, I can’t stop it. :) Also sorry if there are errors, I’m super sick rn.

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