The heaviest of burdens crushes us, we sink beneath it, it pins us to the ground. But in love poetry of every age, the woman longs to be weighed down by the man’s body. The heaviest of burdens is therefore simultaneously an image of life’s most intense fulfillment. The heavier the burden, the closer our lives come to the earth, the more real and truthful they become. Conversely, the absolute absence of burden causes man to be lighter than air, to soar into heights, take leave of the earth and his earthly being, and become only half real, his movements as free as they are insignificant. What then shall we choose? Weight or lightness?
Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being
That Au where Yoongi wants to be a petty ass bitch and proposes to Taehyung inside of his daughter’s high school after the staff said Taehyung couldn’t pick her up early because he wasn’t her father. Like really, Yoongi is fucking livid the moment he gets a call to work from his VERY pissed off teenager because “dad they didn’t fucking let papa sign me out.” Her voice is totally raspy and hoarse and she’s coughing because he’s sick (the reason Tae was there to pick her up) and wow Yoongi has never heard her sound THAT angry before.
“What? Why not?”
It’s silent, except for the sounds of his daughter’s breathing, for a moment.
“They… they said because he’s not really my dad.”
OH MY GOD DOES YOONGI JUST, HE JUST RAGES.
“They said only my… real… father can sign me out early.”
Man, that just fucking makes all his anger surface. Like sure, he may have had a daughter with someone else before he got with Taehyung and she may not be the younger’s by blood but she is still HIS daughter. Taehyung was the one to step in and play the doting role Yoongi couldn’t always due thanks to work. Taehyung is the one who wakes up to pack lunches despite their daughter not really needing one. Taehyung is the one to attend every volleyball game and dance class their daughter has. Hell, Taehyung is the one to stay up and work on projects with her when she has no idea what she needs to do and the school wants to say HE’S not her father.
Yoongi breaks all the speed limits to get to his daughter’s school and doesn’t even think twice before dropping to one knee in front of everyone and grabbing Tae’s hand.
“I didn’t plan it like this but fuck it I’m doing it anyway, I love you, will you be Sungah’s REAL father and fucking marry me?”
It’s so smug yet angry and SO MUCH LIKE SOMETHING YOONGI WOULD DO Taehyung cant help but laugh and nods.
no one knows this but my social anxiety blocks me from making new friends because I feel so nervous and awkward around people I don’t know. I’m only my real self around people I’m comfortable with and I wish I could change that
The Weatherlight Crew return to Dominaria just in time for Phyrexia’s initial spearhead. Urza begins to gather the Nine Titans (planeswalkers to lead an assault on Phyrexia) while also leading Dominaria’s defense. Teferi, sick of Urza’s manipulations, phases out Zhalfir and part of Shiv rather than fighting.
The war goes poorly, as some of the most powerful forces on Dominaria, including New Argive, Benalia, and Urborg are lost. Yavimaya manages to repel the invaders. When Barrin learns Urza kept the knowledge of his daughter Hanna’s death from him, and in a rage he Obliterates Tolaria and all the Phyrexians who overtook it.
Urza and the Weatherlight’s only real success is in destroying the permanent Phyrexian Portal in Koilos. (Invasion)
There’s only 1 real piece of evidence for this but it’s the only thing I can think of to explain it besides “animation error” which isn’t satisfying and people can interpret fiction however they want SO
We know people in the world of Remnant have nipples. We know this because Ren has nipples.
Pictured: Ren with his nipples
But Sun notably doesn’t. He just, doesn’t have nipples.
Pictured: Sun, sans nipples
So my headcanon after realizing this is that Sun is a trans boy who had top surgery (which can, yes, take your nipples away).
Just a small headcanon an my personal interpretation so no hate
other times a person says something like “oh, maybe you could buy these for your dad’s Christmas gift” and I feel like I’ve been hurled, wide eyed, stark naked, into the ocean from an airplane. After the sting from impact dulls, I quietly claw my way up until I break the surface (numb, heaving, and a little more broken than I was this morning)
Sexuality can be fluid, people can repress feelings, fans can project on characters. That’s all true. If you want to headcanon a character that’s shown attraction to the opposite sex as gay, fine, no one can’t stop you. But if you insist on doing so for every character, you should examine and unpack why you feel the need to do that.
You shouldn’t hijack other people’s posts because their headcanons conflict with yours. Unless they’re doing something actively harmful, don’t interact. Make your own post. Unfollow or block the op if you want to.
And you DEFINITELY shouldn’t belittle lgtb+ fans justifiably upset by recurring erasure at the fandom level, especially if
you yourself do not share the affected identity.
Fandom behavior does not exist in a bubble. It reflects existing and sometimes harmful opinions. Purposely interpreting discussions about inter-fandom toxicity as “children fighting over headcanons” only serves to downplay real problems.
It’s not about if a character is gay or bi. It’s about recognizing the validity of bisexuals.
Hello Lori! I wanted to know how (and if) you had a 'beta' reader for your fan-fiction stories? Where did you find them? I've written 10,000 words of Star Wars story and would like to find a reader. I wrote it as a break from my never ending PhD. It would be great to get feedback on my writing, even though it's a bit rough.
I have actually very seldom used a beta reader for any of my fic. I have occasionally had someone give something a read, just for a reaction, but not for serious beta work.
The only story that had real beta work done was “Performance in a Leading Role,” and my beta found me! She contacted me and asked if I’d be interested, and I was, so the amazing @tzikeh became my beta and that story is SO MUCH the better for it. She not only improved that story, but my writing in general in more ways that I can enumerate.
People often ask me how to find a beta and I…really don’t know. I’ve never had to do that. I mean, there’s probably blog posts about it if you google “how to find a beta reader?” That’d probably be the first thing I’d try.
That whole “Bitty never jokes about babysitting” thing absolutely killed me like, can you imagine little southern gay Eric R. Bittle who has internalized the idea that gay men can’t have kids, and even though he’s always wanted a whole mess of children, has just kind of resigned himself to being Uncle Eric to all his friend’s kids. And then one day while he’s in the kitchen baking, Jack comes in and sits down at the counter with a notebook and says, “Okay I know you said you don’t want me to even think about proposing until after you’ve graduated, but I’d really like to start thinking about the house we’re going to buy, so I can set aside some of my bonus for the downpayment”. And Bitty gets halfway through an internal ‘this boy’ when Jack keeps going, frowning down at his notebook. “It really depends on how many kids we want, I guess. For how much space we need.”
And Jack’s sitting there with his serious face on, thinking about how they definitely have to make sure the backyard has enough room for a homemade rink, totally unaware that he has just murdered his boyfriend.