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>>>My Favorite Fics<<<

In honor of Fanfic Writers Appreciation Day, this is a fic rec of my personal favorite fan fics in no particular order. Happy reading and thanks to all the writers!

Louis is an architecture student who can only think about the future. Harry is a baseball player who can only think about right now. Both are lonely for different reasons. Boybands bring them together.

A fashion AU with a royal twist, where Louis doesn’t need a stylist, Harry’s thrilled to have a real life Barbie doll, and they’re both very wrong about each other.

This is a story about love and the power of forgiveness, and how the hard choices we make define us, and change our lives.

The first time Louis Tomlinson kisses him, Nick is three sheets to the wind, wearing a pirate hat, and so fucking tired of Louis being a complete and utter knobhead that he’s spent the last ten minutes snapping at him. The kiss takes him rather by surprise, all things considered. Or: Nick and Louis don’t like each other, not even a little bit, not even at all.

Lt. Harry Styles, call sign Sparrow, is a prodigy when it comes to flying. The owner of an unrivaled Naval pedigree, being a pilot was always written in the stars for Harry. With his trusty RIO, Lt. Niall Horan, Harry has made an unprecedented ascension in the ranks of the Naval aerial combat elite, and has been recruited to the esteemed Premier Delta flight school, carrying on his family’s legacy. What he finds there are unexpected friendships, perilous challenges, and something beyond what he ever thought possible. Because as his father had always told him, before the great Captain Styles went tragically missing in combat, you don’t fall in love with the sky, you fall in love with what keeps you on the ground.

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Of course I can’t help but be enamored by a film that shows a talented duo with insane chemistry. Look they hate each other, they’re falling in love. They can’t stay away, they hilariously annoy each other and show us the aspects of any real relationship. These two, theyre dreamers, hard workers, motivated and talented. They dance in the street, sing in the night, they’re quite literally dancing in the stars! As such a charismatic little film, with catchy songs that you’ll be humming for weeks. Don’t get me wrong, I for one loved La La Land. But I came to question, what if it depicted a love society doesn’t see often in films? What if it was a love between two women, women of color nonetheless. What if instead of casting white, straight, A-list actors as the stars, in the role of undiscovered actors and musicians trying to make it big in the dream land, what if it casted diverse, underrepresented cultures and people in Hollywood. We all exist too, and we’re still here.

so here I give you a different little take on La La Land, in all of its diversity. ✨

Someone on Tumblr was surprised when I told them Alton Brown isn’t really the inherently evil fiend he portrays on a certain Food Network show; rather, he’s an actor.  They responded in surprise - as many people would - that they always thought he was a chef.  For your edification and in lieu of any new photos to post, I thought I’d paraphrase a repeat of my response:

Alton has always claimed he’s not a chef, and he’s right.  He’s an excellent cook because he has the intelligence to ask why food does what it does when you cook it, but he hasn’t done any cooking on his shows since “Good Eats,” which was actually more of a science show.  Every single word was scripted and acted, and guess who wrote and acted out every one of those scripts?  Yep.  Mr. Brown.  He’s a father, an author, a cinematographer (still his first love), a musician, an actor and a food scientist of sorts.  He’s toured in two different road shows in which he displays his scientific and musical skills and allows audience volunteers to do most of the experimental cooking in highly unusual appliances.  It played on Broadway last Thanksgiving week.  He has hosted and appeared on many cooking shows, but he’s not a chef.  Michael Simon and Bobby Flay are chefs, and I admire them greatly.  Alton Brown?  He's a damned force of nature.


Pairing: Rob Benedict x Reader

Prompt: “I like you, you like me, let’s try and see a movie”

A/N: This is my submission for @natasha-cole 400 follower challenge, I wanted to post this ages ago but I’ve been so busy with college course work I was only just able to finish it (also it’s midnight and I’m very tired so I hope there isn’t any mistakes)

Warnings: swearing, fluff

Words: 1058

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“Y/N! Y/N, Y/N it’s Briana remember me? You probably don’t remember because you haven’t gone out with us in forever! Come on you’ve been working way too much. Also answer the phone, I get worried, love you girl!” You played the first message on your voicemail.

That was true, you worked from home, you haven’t went to a bar with your friends for around a month, but for your defence you were extremely busy.

“Y/N!” Brian’s voice blasted through your phone once again with a new message. “Come on Y/N/N, please Saturday! 8 o'clock, Hyperion Public you know that pub Rob and Rich showed us with the amazing burgers, talking of amazing things Rob will be there…” She said suggestively. “Okay I need to go, show up!” She demanded.

Yes you and Rob were amazing friends and Briana tried to get you together multiple times and sometimes you wished she succeeded but you were too anxious to say anything and so was Rob, of course you knew he liked you and he knew you liked him but it was stupid crushes it’s not like he was the one.

It was Saturday morning and you were nursing your morning coffee sitting in front of your laptop procrastinating working while on the phone with Rob. “I think Brian’s going to send out a search party for you because you haven’t answered her calls for two days, hell I thought you’d ignore me too.”

“I know, I know and you know I love her but I don’t want to go out partying I need to finish this project.” You explained.

“You’ve been working too hard.”

“Tell me about it but unlike all my friends I’m not a actor or musician I’m a contract drafter I write stupid documents no one reads.”

“You’re also writing another book.”

“That’s not a job though, it’s my hobby.” You argued.

“I disagree,” Rob began. A hour passed and Rob was attempting to convince you to join everyone on their night out. “Come on it’s that awesome pub with the sign you loved, the one with the mermaid and centaur,” Rob explained.

“It said whatever just wash your hands and lock the door.” You said fondly thinking back to the memory.

“Yeah you said you loved how it made life easier for trans and non binary people, so come on join us, please we all miss you I haven’t seen you in forever.” He begged.

“Rob-” you sighed softly.

“No Rob, no buts-” he said and the two of you chuckled at the word you two were actual children. “No I need to work, you’re showing up, I’ll be at yours at half six and I’m dragging you out.”

“I-” you began.

“No, bye Y/N” He stopped you before hanging up and you sighed cursing the man for forcing you into this.

And as Rob promised he showed up and dragged you out, actually grabbing your hand and pulling you towards his car, as you protested all he did is laugh, you were ready to go out you had a full face of make up and you got dressed but sitting at home sounded more enjoyable.

You did have a great night you had to admit, Briana was over the moon to see you and you spent the whole evening happily and like a true gentleman and best friend that he was Rob drove you home, he made sure not to drink so he could drive you back. “Here we are.” He said parking his car.

“Thank you so much Robbie.” You said with a smile.

“Don’t worry about it.” He said with a smile.

“I’ll see you soon.” You said opening the door.

“Y/N,” Rob said making you pause and look at him.

“Yeah?” You said facing him.

“This would be easier to say if I was drink but I was thinking.”

“About?” You questioned.

“What Briana always says about us.” He said before pausing. “I mean I like you, you like me, let’s try and see a movie.” He suggested shyly.

“Okay, let’s do it.” You said feeling slightly nervous and excited about Rob’s new surge of confidence before the two of you said properly goodbye with a hug which was awkward because as it turns out it’s hard to hug in a car but luckily you and Rob laughed it off. When you got into your apartment you realised what just happened Rob asked you out, Rob fucking Benedict asked you out. This was a dream come true and you let out a girlish scream like a fangirl “finally!” You shouted without caring about your neighbours then you went and reached for your phone to call Briana and tell her all about Rob asking you out when suddenly you felt a strong emptiness in your gut as you felt the nerves coming, where was your phone? You quickly remembered you checked the time when you were in Rob’s car so it’s safe you turned to run downstairs and check if Rob’s still there when you hit a body. “Woah, slow down.” Rob said helping you regain your balance. “I’ve got your phone.” He quickly added.

“Oh thank god.” You said with relief.

“Yeah I get that a lot.” He said making you roll your eyes and laugh. “So what was that finally all about?” Rob teased you.

“Oh no, you heard that?” You asked knowing the answer but denying that he really heard you fangirl over him.

“Yanno if you’re that excited we could watch  a movie now.” He suggested hands in his pocket as he looked at you with a large shit eating grin happy he’s getting everything his way.

“Sounds like a plan get your ass in here Benedict.” You said letting him in and he raised a eye brow and said “kinky” as a joke making you laugh again even though you really didn’t want to laugh at his stupid comments.

“I have beer in the fridge and I’ll make popcorn while you can pick a movie.”

“Let’s put on our favourite.” Rob said making you smile. You and Rob cuddled on the couch watching your shared favourite movie and at one moment Rob just whispered. “Best first date ever.” More to himself than to you and you just smiled knowing at that moment that he is the one.

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It is from The Melancholy Of Resistance, which is a really beautiful book and I love it very much. My friend Lazlo Krasznahorkai wrote this book and he asked me, ‘Do you want to make a film of it?’ And I said no. Then afterwards, about two years later, I met Lars Rudolph. He wasn’t an actor at that time he was just a street musician. He was playing a trumpet and I met him accidentally. And later on the same evening I called Lazlo and I said, 'Now I can do this film because I saw a guy who can be Janos.’ And then it was simple. It’s not a mystery, it’s not a sophisticated thing, I just needed to see a real person in front of me. He inspired me and he moved me and then it was done.

Bela Tarr on Werckmeister Harmonies

anonymous asked:

There is something I just can't understand. Why are there some women who are anti-feminist? I mean, feminism is a movement to improve how women are treated, how can any women not support that?

Hi there! That’s a great question. It requires a longer answer, but here are some notes for now.

1. There are rewards for being anti-feminist, including approval from guys and from anti-feminist girl friends. 

2. There are punishments for being feminist, especially online in terms of harassment, and in real life you can get a bunch of challenges and harassment from friends and family over being a feminist.

3. This one I think is most important. In a male supremacist society, EVERYONE is raised male supremacist, including women. In our media/online/billboard culture, you’ve been told that guys are better than girls in one way or another pretty much every day of every week of your life. It’s hard not to internalize that, since it started when YOU WERE A CHILD.

You’ve also heard your whole life that feminists hate men, that they’re jealous of men, they’re just whiny ___, the list of myths and lies about feminism’s real purpose goes on. (See this GREAT response to “are feminists man haters?”)

Here are two of my favorite lines about anti-feminist women:

Elle: “You’ve always made it clear that you’re a feminist. It’s a term that a lot of people back away from these days.”

Amy Poehler: “But then they go on to explain what they support and live by - it’s feminism exactly. I think some big actors and musicians feel like they have to speak to their audience and that word is confusing to their audience. But I don’t get it. That’s like someone being like, “I don’t really believe in cars, but I drive one every day and I love that it gets me places and makes life so much easier and faster and I don’t know what I would do without it.”


Caitlin Moran: “These days, however, I am much calmer - since I realised that it’s technically impossible for a woman to argue against feminism. Without feminism, you wouldn’t be allowed to have a debate on women’s place in society. You’d be too busy giving birth on the kitchen floor - biting down on a wooden spoon, so as not to disturb the men’s card game - before going back to quick-liming the dunny. This is why those female columnists in the Daily Mail - giving daily wail against feminism - amuse me. They paid you £1,600 for that, dear, I think. And I bet it’s going in your bank account, and not your husband’s. The more women argue loudly, against feminism, the more they both prove it exists and that they enjoy its hard-won privileges.”

Here’s a post on the “why feminism not egalitarianism?” question