my dash is kind of dead i should probably not post this right now

The Types and Drinking Water

ENFP: Drinks from the toilet. It wasn’t even a dare or anything; they just wanted to know what it tasted like.

ENTP: “h20? More like h2-YO! Hahaha drink your water kids.”

INFP: Misses their entire mouth. Their over-sized sweater is utterly soaked, almost as if their nipples are tiny water falls. Shocked at this sudden development, they drop the glass and it shatters, covering the kitchen floor. Trying to tiptoe to safety, they carelessly slip on the water and onto the broken glass, nearly bleeding to death. As soon as they get discharged from the hospital they’re applying for an infomercial.

ESFP: Sticks their face right under the tap and desperately laps up the water like some kind of deranged and unsettlingly large house cat.

INTJ: * sips water* “ Disgusting. Tastes like licking a car. And you know why? The water we drink contains small traces of iron, zinc, copper, manganese and other metals. And you know who’s fault that is? Our inCOMPETENT GOVERNMENT.  THEY NEED TO STEP UP TO THE PLATE AND GET THEIR SH** TOGETHER. THEY’VE BEEN LYING TO US AS A NATION FROM THE BEGINNING OF TIME AND IT’S TIME FOR A CHANGE. 

See more of my conspiracy theories on my tumblr blog @anti-feminism-pro-atheism ( the one with red and black theme and the Rainbow Dash icon).”

ISFJ: Has been refusing offers of a glass of water from their friend’s parent for 10 hours now and they’re really reaching their limit. Will probably resolve to drinking their pee Bear Grylls style.

ESTP: Kicks off the faucet, throws it through the window, screams, and lets the broken faucet drench them all the way from their flat peak cap to their $400 basketball shoes, their perfect abs showing through their wet t-shirt. Uploads it to vine.

INTP: * aggressively sips water through a Krazy Straw* SUCC  ( ͡ʘ ͜ʖ ͡ʘ) 

ENFJ: *Makes it into Fit Tea™* “ This flattened my stomach, cleared my skin, watered my crops, improved my grades, brought Shakespeare back from the dead, got my parents back together, stopped war, solved poverty, and it tastes like Shrek in drink form GREAT. A discount code is in the description, guys! :D.”

ENTJ: Drinks the tears of all those ignorant fools they destroyed in the Spelling Bee last week. 

ISTP: They’re probably chained to a pillar in some empty warehouse as a result of a drug scandal. The only sustenance they receive is a mug of muddy water brought to them by a man in an anonymous mask twice a day. Free them.

INFJ: “Is this vegan?”

ISFP: Drinks the morning dew off the tulips and honeysuckle. It may sound whimsical in theory, but in reality seeing grown adult desperately licking wet grass and flowers in the town park is a rather unsettling experience. 

ESFJ: “Umm, tap water? No thanks. I only drink from my $20000 ultra healing magical energy quinoa infused crystals water filter I got off an infomercial thank you very much. The lady in the commercial says tap water gives you cancer and I trust her judgement. I even have her book, “ “vaccine” and “autisms” both haave six letter. Coinsidance? I think noot.”, wanna borrow it?”       

ISTJ: * Harry Potter Puppet Pals Snape voice* Today I drank some water for my breakfast. It was flavourless and watery. I thought of my mother. I cried.

ESTJ: Has one of those drink bottles with times written at different levels on the side to show you how much water you should be drinking throughout the day. It gives them a feeling of superiority knowing that their life is slightly more organised than everyone else.

How To Have a Positive Fandom Experience (it is possible)

1. Not every post requires a reaction. Seriously. I see people exhausting themselves writing responses to a post they don’t agree with when in reality the ONE nice thing about tumblr is if you don’t agree with an opinion you can scroll…. right…. past it. You can hide it from appearing on your dash again. You can blacklist its tags, block the person, etc. Take advantages of the positives of this website and it will already be a much better experience for you.

2. Not every comment requires a reaction. Same thing above goes for all those comments people put on your posts JUST TO GET A REACTION OUT OF YOU. Do you know how many times a post of mine has made it’s way to a different fandom. I look through my notifs and suddenly just see “BELLAMY BLAKE SUX DIK.” Just. Block them.

3. Not every message requires a response. Again, no ones holding a gun to your head saying “you need to respond to every anon sent to you.” I see people responding to anon hate and I just think why the hell would you do that? You’ll NEVER see me respond to anon hate. I can’t think of anything funnier then knowing someone out there got heated enough just over my presence on the internet to type up an angry message, hide behind anon, and now is sitting there waiting for my response. Meanwhile i’ll have read all of 3 words in their message before blocking their IP from ever messaging me again. And they’ll just keep sitting there and checking back waiting for a response they’ll never get while I keep posting shit like “BLARKE IS GONNA FUCK”

4. Unfollow, break mutuals, block people. You’re ALLOWED to do that. I break mutuals all the time and I unfollow people really easily. There’s a reason I’m never following over 90 blogs. I’m not saying that to be cocky, I’m telling yall to drop the mentality that “oh I can’t unfollow this person because we used to talk and they’re kinda big in the fandom and I don’t wanna start shit” and that ever since I dropped that, I do not see drama on my dash. I see my other mutuals referring to the drama, but I never see it because I’ll have already unfollowed the person. IF THEY WERE PROBLEMATIC ONCE,,, THEY’LL BE PROBLEMATIC AGAIN. 

5. This “Discourse” Trend. isn’t. cute. Take it from someone who used to constantly get involved in that shit. You think it makes you “one of the blarke fam.” It doesn’t okay, it makes you one of the assholes. No one wants to be friends with that person who’s constantly angry about something. I understand calling out problematic things (that absolutely should happen) but when every single one of your posts is just you being angry, you making a problem out of every little thing, you bringing down others with you, you getting involved where you shouldn’t be, you fighting people, you writing posts shading someone else’s post, you bringing up old and DEAD shipwars (seriously why are yall still posting l.exa hate, LET IT GO)… you’re not only ruining the experience for yourself but for every single person who follows you and who sees those posts. YOU are contributing to the “fandom drama” and YOU are the reason so many of the newbies in the fandom get involved in discoursing so fast. And guess what? no one feels fucking sorry for you when you’re the one taking a break from tumblr every week because we all know you bring it on yourself.

**To the newbies in the fandom: I know you see it a lot, I know you think this is the only way to be involved in the blarke fam, I know you think it’ll get you a lot of followers and more known in the fandom. Trust me when I say you do not wanna go down that path. It’s not at all fun and there’s a reason the blogs who do this are the ones who want to quit the show, the fandom, tumblr. TRUST ME, I ALMOST QUIT LAST SUMMER, I WAS THAT BITCH. You wanna be more involved? message people, write positive posts, get involved with shit like bellarke fam selfie night. Stay away from the discoursing.

*Doesn’t apply to social justice issues, those should very much be talked about. But stfu about it if you’re straight and white please. And stop speaking over the lgbt poc in the fandom,,,in attempt to get notes and followers*

6. Stop being bullies. You might think you’re “edgy” and a badass bitch for writing a post shading someone, or for being part of a group that gangs up on that one person in the fandom. You’re not edgy, you’re not That Bitch, you’re just A Bitch. You’re the bully that you never got to be in highschool. That’s really all I have to say about that,,,just don’t be a dick ??

7. And finally. Be the positive presence. Be that blog people can come to for a laugh when they’re having a bad day (making people laugh feels a lot nicer then getting people angry, down, etc.) Be the person people feel comfortable enough messaging you. Be the person who drops KIND anons in the ask box of someone you feel maybe doesn’t always receive a lot of love. ***Reach out when someone makes a post about having a terrible day/being in a down mood/struggling with life or mental illnesses.*** Comment and reblog peoples selfies and hype eachother up. Be the person who points out positives of an episode and who can make someone feel better when they’re feeling disappointed. IGNORE THE NEGATIVE ANONS (seriously no one wants to see “bellarke is never gonna happen” on their dash. If we did, we’d be following people from a different fandom.) Ignore the drama, ignore the discourse, ignore the downers in the fandom.

You never know what someones going through outside of tumblr. For a lot of people logging on here is the only distraction they get from what’s going on in their real life. Think about that before putting something negative on someone dash, or before sending a mean anon, or before joining a group to shade That One Person.

Our True Love - Chapter 6

A/N: Bucky doesn’t appear in this one but he is mentioned. But, still it helps with the storyline a little. Thank you for those who have been following my series! I really appreciate it. Please enjoy this chapter and let me know what you think! (Sorry in advance for any grammatical errors in my stories!)

Previous Chapter(s): Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Warnings: None
Word count: 2,086
Summary: Reader and Bucky doesn’t get along well after his marriage to Rosaline. Will her friendship with Bucky last or will they crumble and fade?

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“Why should I give him another chance, Y/N?”

Rosaline’s angry voice echoing in the shop. I look around at the other people there, hoping they would just go back to continuing their own work. I watch Rosaline sip on her cup of coffee.

Bucky had left early in the morning of the day after. He left a note saying “I’m sorry, Y/N, but thank you.” on my coffee table. I tried contacting him, but he didn’t pick up his phone. He must be crashing at Steve’s since Steve returned from his mission that morning too. I asked Rosaline to meet up two days later since it is my day off.

“Bucky really cares for you, Rosaline. You know that. He didn’t mean to do that to you.” I plead with her. She looks at me with her angry brown eyes.

“The nerve to accuse me of cheating! I’d never. He embarrassed me in front of my friends. I never want to see him again!” She folds her arms over her chest. I let out a sigh.

“Yes, it’s fine to be mad at him, but really to the extent of that? You know the things he had gone through in the past, right?” I say while holding onto my cup of coffee.

“The past in the past! He needs to learn to accept what happened to him and get over it. I did when he saved me from HYDRA seven months ago!” She is still raising her voice.

If I could, I want to crawl into a hole and hide out. I know she’s not angry at me, but the attention she is attracting is enough to make me want to crawl inside of my own self and disappear. Keep your voice down, woman.

“Besides, he’s a man. He should be strong and learn to be in control of his own mind again.” She says while looking down at her cup. That statement made me furious. If I could, I’d love to strangle her for treating Bucky like this.

“Rosaline. It’s not a matter of him accepting the past or not. It’s the matter of his mind being a wreck. You kept his mental status stable as Winter Soldier. But now he, as James Buchanan Barnes, lives with the pain of memories of his past. Memories of crimes he doesn’t remember committing as himself.” I say gritting my teeth. She has the right to be angry, but to bash on Bucky’s condition is too much.

“I don’t care. If he doesn’t get his mind fixed, then I don’t want to see him.” I can see tears in her eyes as she looks away. She wants to help Bucky, but doesn’t know how. It’s not like she has the tools and machines she had before.

I clench my fists together, feeling the anger heating up inside of me. So much for being his wife. This is what happens when you rush into something so quickly without thinking first. Then, a memory of Bucky’s tears from the other night comes flashing through my mind. I take a deep breath to calm myself down.

“Rosaline. I ask you to please consider Bucky’s feelings. He is an emotional wreck who needs the support of others to stay on his feet. He says he can manage on his own, when really he can’t.” I plead with her again. Rosaline looks at me, her eyes staring right into mine.

“Please, for Bucky. He needs you.” I say feeling the sadness replacing the anger. I don’t like seeing Bucky upset. It really is painful.

“And you? Don’t you both have some kind of history together?” She asks straight on. I blink before backing away onto the back of the chair.

“Not… so much of a history. We… we’ve only been friends.” I answer. She leans forward on the table.

“Just… friends?” She asks again. I feel a lump growing in my throat. Not from the fear, but from how painful that reality is. But right now, I’m more concerned about Bucky than anything else.

“Yes. Just friends. I’ve just been there for him most of the time.” I answer again, not showing the hint of my voice shaking.

“It makes me wonder why he comes running to you instead of Steve the other night. He usually does when I kick him out.” She crosses her arms over her chest again. I raise an eyebrow. Steve was out during a mission four nights ago. But to my surprise, apparently, it wasn’t the first time Bucky got kicked out by her.

“S—”

“What did you both do that night?” She asks. A sense of fear wraps around me at how darkly she is staring at me. But I brush that feeling away. We were innocent anyways.

“Nothing happened.” I answer truthfully. She keeps her gaze on me.

“You’re lying.”

If there’s one thing I hate, it is being called a liar. I stand up, reaching over to her shirt and pulling her up to look at me properly. I have to admit, the sudden fear in her eyes was satisfying.

“If you are trying to accuse Bucky of cheating on you. You are dead wrong. You haven’t been the proper wife he deserves. Who turns away from their husbands the second he does something wrong? You stay there and you support him through it all. Not run away and kick him out. What kind of a wife are you? I thought you were a gentle and kind woman, Rosaline.” I say darkly at her. She looks at me, still with a hint of fear and anger mixed together.

I didn’t care how many eyes were on us now despite what I felt earlier. I wanted to get my point across. I push her back down onto the chair before picking my bag up and getting ready to leave.

“Think again about Bucky, Rosaline. You both share a history in HYDRA together. You should understand better than anyone else of how cruel things can be there. When you do remember, then you’ll be able to find the heart to help Bucky again. You have no idea what kind of pain he’s going through.” I say. I can feel Rosaline’s eyes staying on me as I make my way out of the shop.

Even though I left in such a cold manner, inside, I was beating myself up.  

How can I do that to Rosaline?? I’ve never done anything like that to anyone. Oh gosh. I want to run back inside and apologize to her. But then again, if I didn’t, she probably wouldn’t think twice about Bucky’s situation. It was the right thing to do.

Tough love.

I sit on the park bench with a sandwich in hand. I watch the little kids play on the field with their parents watching them or sitting on a picnic blanket. After meeting Rosaline earlier that morning, I needed to air myself out. I don’t like being angry at people to the point I would lash out at them.

I toss the crumpled up paper into the bin.

That night had been so painful to see how broken Bucky was. I wanted nothing but his happiness. I wanted to see him smile again. I wanted to hear his laugh again. I just want the James Buchanan Barnes that I know back. So, this morning was my chance to help him out with Rosaline. I hope she does do the right thing to help Bucky.

The browning leaves and cold breeze are giving me a sense of peace within. I walk down the path of the park, listening to the leaves crunch up under my shoes. So satisfying.

I pass over a particular bench where Bucky and I used to sit on one winter morning after returning home from a trip together.

Just friends.

The words ring out in my head. I laugh to myself and run down the path since I was alone. I dash down that path until I reach to the fork. I stop by a lamp post and hold onto it as I catch my breath. I laugh again loudly to myself, feeling my cheeks growing cold from the tears on my face.

I slide down onto the patch of grass, laughing and crying at the same time. Emotions swirling around in my mind. Was I still somehow in love with Bucky? Is this why I was doing all of these for him? Sacrificing my own feelings to see him happy? I wanted to see him smile and laugh.

But who is that person making him smile and laugh? Is it not myself that I imagine making him laugh? Is it not myself that I imagine holding him at night when he gets his nightmares? Is it not myself that I imagine spending the rest of his life with?

I don’t know anymore. I hit the back of my head against the lamp post while taking a deep breath.

“Y/N?” Richard’s voice calls out from behind me. I turn to look at him. He’s with another man next to him. Equally beautiful and fashionable man. I wipe the tears away quickly before getting up.

“Richard. I didn’t know you are here.” I say while approaching him for a hug. My voice is a little shaky, but not enough to tell that I had been crying. He returns the hug a little nervously.

“Yeah. I was just taking a walk with Harry. Harry, this is my friend, Y/N. Y/N, this is my photographer, Harry.” He points towards the man. Dark skinned, curly short hair and glowing brown eyes. This man looks like a model himself. Jawline, neck and shoulders a little sexier than Richard’s. I smile and shake his hand.

“Hi, Harry. I’m Y/N.” Harry gives me a shy smile before nodding.

“What’s good, Y/N?” He says. His voice was deep.

“So I assume you took the modelling job, then?” I nudge Richard’s arm gently before turning to look at Harry. He laughs and nods.

“I did. You promised a celebration, no?” He asks while looking at me. I nod.

“Yeah. How about a nice dinner at a restaurant of your own choice?” I say before looking at Harry. “And you should come too, Harry!”

“That would be cool.” Harry answers back, nodding at me. Richard smiles.

“Okay, well, Crissie’s then?” Richard says pulling the sleeves of his sweater down a little.

I nod while exchanging glances between them. When I finally realize that there are actually two beautiful men standing in front of me, I blush. My mind was so clouded from before that I didn’t process this situation right now.

“When?” Harry’s deep voice shaking my core a little. So attractive.

“Wednesday night?” Richard suggests while looking at Harry then at me. I nod quickly. I feel really small among both of these men. And Steve and Bucky are the ones given the serum to turn into such beasts themselves.

“Wednesday night it is!” I say.

“We’re about to get lunch. Want to join us?” Richard asks, slipping his hands into his pockets. I shake my head.

“I had lunch. I’m about to head home. I’ll see you on Wednesday though.” I say before giving him a thumbs up. I’m channelling out my cheery attitude to throw off any suspicions Richard might have when he saw me sitting by a lamp post earlier when there’s a bench just a foot away from me.

“Okay, I’ll see you then, Cherry.” Richard leans in to kiss my cheeks again. I blush and wave at them when they make their way down the path again. I yelp inside happily watching the way they walk. Truly beautiful men.

I let out a sigh, making my way back home. I pull my sweater a little tighter around my body. The wind is giving me chills. I remember to the night again. How Bucky held me tightly in his arms. It felt like he was afraid that I would disappear from him if he didn’t. But he was the one that disappeared that morning.

I look up at the clear sky, stopping in my tracks momentarily. I want to make Bucky happy again. I want to make him shine again. That’s all that I’m really sure of right now. When everything is cleared out and returned back to normal, then I’ll deal with my own feelings.

Who knows I may even find an answer for myself after it all too.

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A/N: Not so much happened in this one. I’m sorry for those who expects a little bit more of Bucky. Next time there will be Bucky, I promise! I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Inbox me if you’d like to be tagged in my series! Thank you for reading! Guys, again, thank you for all the likes, reblogs and comments. You have no idea how they really make my day. So thank you very much! <3 

Next chapter coming soon! 

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attolirene-deactivated20160522  asked:

Can you recommend any spuffy fics? A lot of the big-name ones are either too mean to Buffy, sterilize Spike too much for my tastes, that sort of thing. >.>

Hi there! :) That sounds like a job made for me! I wanted to post my Spuffy fic recs for a long time now, but life and uni got in the way as usual. So, thanks for making me go through my old Spuffy faves and reminding me i should probably add some new ones to my messy, unorganised lists! xD

(seriously i started marking the Spuffics i liked way too late imo and i still haven’t handle them all as i wanted, plus some are lost forever to me..sigh..sorry, personal rant, i’ll get to the point in the next paragraph)

A lot of Spuffy fics tend to treat Buffy and Spike unfairly depending on who the writer seems to prefer, so i understand your problem. It’s been some time since i read what i’m about to recommend, but i’m a fan of fanfiction that stays true to the characters, so i hope you’ll find something good here. Let’s go! :D

First of all, you ask for authors that get the characters and won’t make you feel as if you’re reading fics from another show, right? Well, lucky you, here’s the two authors i personally think will ruin your life with how amazing their characterization of both Buffy and Spike is:

Dactylgirl: This author will make you feel like you’re reading canon episodes. I’m still not convinced she’s not working on the season 10 Buffy comics along with Christos Gage and is just using tumblr as her cover. She will make you hear the voices of every Buffy character when reading and even though she only has one shots, there is not even one you will dislike. Because they are the perfect combination of adorable and sexy and they are just true to the hurricane that is Buffy and Spike. What are you still doing here reading my opinions? Go read everything. You’ll thank me later.

Sigyn: The first word that comes to mind when i think of this author’s work is unique and Spike. They simple get Spike in the best and most twisted ways and this is so rare that it will be like you found water after months in the desert(anyone would be dead after months without water Spyretta! sorry talking to myself here xD)! They also won’t make Buffy feel like a no-dimensional doll that is there to fill every wet dream Spike has, because they just call Spike out on his shit through both himself and Buffy. Take your time and go read and enjoy and again i rec everything they wrote like with Mai, ehm i mean Dactylgirl(xD), because you will find the best Spike with a by his side awesome Slayer.

Now moving on to the stories part of our segment..(yeah the fanfic story links finally begin!)

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anonymous asked:

in what way is kureto jealous/possessive? *O* and to who? (sorry i havent read the LN yet) :c

This is going to be a massive post on Kureto’s characterization, so buckle your seatbelts. I put your question to two other amazing kureshin writers, Ama (@holymidnight​) author of the beautiful “Moment” kureshin series and of one of my favorite gureshin fics “XVIII: The Moon” and Kitteh (@kittehbs​), who’s writing the smutacular Reverence fic. I’ll put in a cut so this isn’t ridiculously long on everyone’s dashes, but my opinion is at the very bottom.

Kitteh: In my opinion, Kureto is an extremely possessive character. He wasn’t heir until Mahiru quit it; he knows how easy it is to be replaced in the world he lives in, so he snatches everything he can and holds it with a jealous grip, anything that can strengthen his position.  Especially Shinya - he was his sister’s fiancé, and if everything else she had goes to him, why not him, too? Shinya is skilled and a great asset to his cause. He’s loyal to a fault…just not to Kureto, but rather to Guren. I believe it irks Kureto quite a bit.

Ama: I think that Kureto is possessive, in the fact that he grew up being second best. Of course, as a Hiragi he could have many things. Subordinates, material stuff and other things. But I think the fact that Mahiru had a fiancé bought and specifically selected for her affected him in a way. Whereas Kureto is just that prince who’s given wealth in order to have them stay out of the way, Mahiru is the intended leader. So Kureto grows up trying to be significant in a way too.

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I’ll Come Back

Character(s): Dean Winchester

Warning: None

Word Count: 1,736

Fic:

“Why do you have to go?”

“Because my name was in the system.”

“I thought hunters were off the grid.”

“Apparently we’re not as off the grid as we thought.”

“Just stay here.” You tighten your grip around Dean’s torso and bury your face into his chest.

“I can’t. If I stay, it’ll just cause more trouble. I’ll be back in a few years.” He holds you tight as well, planting a kiss on the top of your head. “Sam’s gonna take care of you, alright?”

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Victorious Girlfriend

TITLE OF STORY: Victorious Girlfriend
CHAPTER NUMBER/TITLE/ONE SHOT: 1/3
AUTHOR: freudensteins-monster
WHICH TOM/CHARACTER: Loki
GENRE: Fluff, Humour, Erotica
FIC SUMMARY: A modern Logyn AU. Loki let’s Fandral’s cousin, Sigyn, crash at his place while she’s in town. Turns out they’re both extremely competitive.
RATING: M
WARNINGS/TRIGGERS/AUTHORS NOTES:  ladyaudiophile is a cruel mistress who keeps putting fic prompt posts on my dash. :P


Why did I agree to this? Loki asked himself again as he welcomed astranger into his home.

“Thanks,” Sigyn replied, nervously looking about the place.

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five

I skipped yesterday’s update because I had a riding accident and I was knocked out on pain killers, you’ll get the double one tomorrow. also, to clarify, this is not a sequel to talk, nor it was a prompt, as I was writing this just took form and I kinda liked it. 

loads and loads of drama and tears, you’ve been warned.

« hope »

Owen’s heart almost stopped as he walked in. It was late, so very late and he’d been looking for Amelia for a while now. They hadn’t said a word to each other since he’d told her off in the hallway and it had just dawned on him that he had to clear things up. Starting with a profuse apology, which may or may not turn into begging, he’d do his best to patch things up. Amelia had not been avoiding him, not per se, they had been on opposite schedules and he’d seen her more than once dash out of the hospital as soon as her shift ended. Also – what had probably caused his sudden epiphany – she looked awful. Sunken cheeks, coupled with dark circles and bags under her eyes, the worst, though, were her eyes. From the lively, electric blue they had turned to a pale, washed color he didn’t even recognize, that is, unless she was looking at him, because then they’d be filled with murderous rage, turning sharp as ice. He needed to make it better. Once he’d been told that she was scrubbing out from an emergency craniotomy, he’d paged her. When he got no answer he paged her again and again, until he realized her shift was over and she was probably not in the hospital anymore.

Considering he was stuck here for a bit longer he’d made himself useful going down to the ER, busying himself sewing up patients and handling the chaos. About twenty minutes in he finally got a page. One of his post op patients crashed and was dead before he arrived. Owen leaned his back against the cold wall of the ICU, rubbing a hand on his face, hoping to wipe out exhaustion and anger and disappointment and guilt. The patient, he likely wouldn’t have made it, he barely made it off the table alive, but it wasn’t looking all that good. Instead of walking right back to the elevator and back down to the ER, he went on a little detour, walking around the entire floor to peek inside the NICU. It shouldn’t make him feel better, tiny babies struggling themselves to survive, shouldn’t make him feel better, but it did. Watching parents gush over their little one breathing on their own or just move their legs or flex their fingers, made him feel better. Only it was too late today to find any of the parents still here, it was mostly deserted, incubators and monitors were all he could see. Owen took a couple of steps and noticed someone inside, sitting in a chair in front of an incubator. It was a doctor – scratch that, it was a surgeon, the navy scrubs were a dead giveaway.

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1ddenisels  asked:

Oi Sasha, i can't stop thinking about the leeches feeding off Zouis star power. That was the most significant part until now for me. I'm patiently waiting for your analysis. Btw, i love your brain. Ha. xxx

Anonymous said:

*sits in the corner and patiently screams while waiting for your AAOOD review*

Anonymous said:

hey sasha what do you think of aaood3 part 7?

Anonymous said:

Love, I’m eager for your review of aaood part 7 😄

Anonymous said:

Hey hey Sasha Aaood3 7 pleasseeee xxx

positivesay said:

Hopefully you don’t get annoyed but have you done the analysis for the new episode of 1d and if you have can I have a link. Thank you 💕

dingleberrylou said:

i had to come to you RIGHT AWAY to hear what you thought of the new AAOOD3 episode. harry “exploding ovaries” and finding how to “use his star power”, “leeches” who can smell star(power) from anywhere insinuating paparazzi etc (draining louis and making him ill), and zayn being able to remove the leech continuing with all his hair being gone… the shade and deeper meaning is so STRONG. i can’t wait for the next few episodes!!

Anonymous said:

Okey the new episode of aood3 is the shadiest of them all. The leaches suck star power aka beards, duh. I mean that can’t get more obvious. Oh and zayn ’s shaved hair was pure gold moment. Can’t wait for your analysis.

agentnavi said:

Yo Sasha, Mark is getting too real with these AAOOD parts 😂😂😂 I mean Leeches that feed off star power? I don’t think he could be any more obvious about this.

Hi everybody. Sorry for the delay. I had to go live offline for a hot minute. LOL Another intriguing episode. I’ll put my thoughts under a cut because this will be another long one.

Editor’s Note: I took out the cut because it was screwing up on mobile. So sorry for this long ass post clogging up your dash. Blame tumblr!

We pick up with a recap of the big talk.

Oh no you don’t. We’re past this. Right Louis?

There you go. Embrace it. We are who we are…

Henry, aka OT5, is well on his way to becoming a pop culture icon. More than they even realize yet. They’ve got a mission that is bigger than the music.

The guys stumble upon the Abominable Snowman (aka the fame monster) and he’s been subdued for the moment.

And Louis is relieved to find out that Harry has escaped the fame monster.

Still got Harry on the brain. Of course.

Yes it did, Lou. It’s too early to get emo again. Fate is gonna do it’s thing. Fate will bring Harry back to Louis.

Speaking of Harry, he’s still at the palace being schooled on using his star power by Lady Gaga. He’s still a bit of a reluctant celebrity.

That sounds a lot like the real Harry.

The entourage, in the form of Riff Laf, is still being lowkey shady.

While the beards, in the form of Periwinkle, are mute and in the background. *stares at the camera like I’m on The Office* Yes, exactly like real life.

Lady Gaga continues to drop knowledge on Harry, letting him know his situation is not at all unusual.

There’s plenty of celebrities in the exact same closet boat.

But that’s none of our business.

Sip that tea and imagine getting this deleted scene someday. What’s on the chalkboard????

Ok, Harry’s ready to know what exactly is the kind of power he has?

The power of celebrity of course!

They’ve all got “it”. And they need to not squander it.

Because many are called, but the chosen are few. And 1D is chosen. They’re the perfect storm–the right people, the right cause(s) and the right time.

Their star power should be used for more than cheap stunts. There’s actually a way to do good and make a difference. But first they’ve gotta learn how to work it. The need is most urgent for Harry, because he’s still 1DHQ’s bottom bitch. They have plans to pimp him out for profit in the cheapest most fame hungry ways. He’s gotta learn and quick.

And so he learns.

And channels the power.

Did you catch that thirsty entourage at the end? They’re just excited about the power.

Harry goes for it. He finally knows he has the power and can harness it.

His aim is a lil’ off tho…

His power still lies primarily in inciting lust.

That’s ok, bby. It’s a process and you’re getting there.

Even the shady entourage gotta give Harry his props. His star power is bona fide. Recognize.

At any point will Periwinkle be allowed to voice a thought?? Ahhh, it’s so hard to be just a beaver.

Gaga is not done breaking it down for Harry. Oh Harry, you have no idea how deep the rabbit hole is…yet.

Ummm hmmm…

I am intrigued. Please, continue.

Yaaaass Gaga, tell him! How long have so many of us been screaming this? Your shady ass, shifty ass, double agent ass, team!! Don’t trust ‘em!

You betta stay woke, Harry. There’s thieves in the temple!

This is serious. These mofos will use you, lose you and leave your dead career and trashed reputation right where they lay.

Speaking of shady, shifty, double agent team members, the Conductor returns. And this time he isn’t even gonna pretend he’s on 1D’s side.

He’s on a mission to get them back in line, by any means necessary. Looks like he’s got them where he wants them. But you can always count on Niall. That dude is rock solid. Take a moment to appreciate. You need more Niall in your life.

He’s got a plan.

And it’s freakin’ genius. It’s my headcanon that the cookies represent girls. We could probably also surmise that they’re fangirls. 1D’s fangirls are about to turn on 1D’s team and create a whole new set of problems they’ll need to work around. 

Go fangirls go! Give ‘em hell! The Conductor is disoriented and needs to regroup.

The Head Villain in Charge sees this and recognizes the need for a new plan. For now, I’m thinking the big villain is a group of people embodied in one character. It’s 1DHQ. People like the creepy Conductor are team members that work for 1DHQ and interact with 1D more regularly. So the HVIC plots and produces a new plan.

1D’s fight is far from over. If 1D’s team can’t keep them in line, then maybe these leeches can. I wanna say the leeches are the media. The ones who give 1DHQ’s stunts and slander an audience for profit.

So the public trashing commences. And no surprise, it’s the ringleaders they go after first.

They take Louis down. Louis whipped, loved up boyfriend with the girlfriend who is a girl. Louis, who lashes out at fans on twitter because of the girlfriend who is a girl. Louis the homophobe. Louis the hard partier. Louis the drug user. Louis the groupie impregnator. Louis the baby ignorer. See what they did there?

Next up is Zayn.

Zayn the sullen, silent, bad boy. Zayn the serial cheater. Zayn the drug user. Zayn the emotionally unstable. Zayn the disloyal. And worst of all, Zayn the quitter.

By the time they’re done with Zayn, they’ve scalped him like Delilah did Samson. They’ve taken the source of his power, which is represented by his always fabulous mane of hair. They’ve kicked him outta the band and the leeches are running with a “Zayn quit” narrative.

Now listen up because this is hella important. Look at the tears. Those tears mean this wasn’t Zayn’s choice. The scalping represents 1DHQ kicking him out of the band and the media frenzy that ensued. ACKNOWLEDGE ZAYN’S PAIN. RECOGNIZE ZAYN’S PAIN. Zayn is NOT a villain.

Now what comes next is also very important.

Henry, the embodiment of 1D, offers consolation and encouragement to Zayn. That means, imo, that there’s never been a rift or bad blood between OT4 and Zayn. That was simply another nasty 1DHQ narrative pushed by the leeches in the media.

Louis in particular tells Zayn to stay strong. This means there was never any Zouis rift. The twitter nonsense was fake.

Zouis remains solid–partners in crime and ringleaders of the rebellion.

There’s too much history for there not to be love.

And as a result, Zayn rallies once again.

But there’s more trouble on the horizon.

*pause*

Did Louis see this coming? Did he get a sneak preview? Was this foreshadowing? Discuss.

Welp, 1DHQ isn’t giving up without the mother of all fights. So a drained Louis and Henry look on as Zayn and Niall are surrounded by a squad of bad guys.

Oh no, they ain’t done with Zayn yet. What? Did? I ? Tell? You? Zayn is not a free man…not yet. And Niall? Did you think they’d let him off scot free? Nope. Didn’t we get evidence of that with meth-gate? And didn’t we just get more evidence of that with Nelena? This cartoon is unreal.