rather than an open

Angst and the Repetitive Narrative Syndrome

In retrospect, I think the real problem in that post on the issues with unrelenting angst in various shows is that many showrunners don’t pace the plot properly, so it ends up looking haphazard rather than structured as an arc. More open-endedly, as @ivyblossom put it about Eurus in Series 4, it was ‘limited planning’. In other words, when there aren’t cohesive or diverse enough ideas, the writers may reach for the same tired solutions for generating drama on the cheap. Quite aside from an overarching plot arc (ie, even in episodic shows), what works once won’t work so well the tenth or twentieth time. There’s also definitely something to the idea that too many top TV writers (and Mofftiss in particular) are lazy and self-satisfied, or conservative with their ideas in the sense of their ideas growing stale once they find a formula that works. Essentially, in @plaidadder’s opinion, the issue with many male TV showrunners is their self-indulgence, the tendency to repeatedly go for the wish-fulfillment as a priority over what the characters need. Obviously, the real problem most fans have with these male showrunners is that their 'insane wish-fulfillment’ and the attendant character or genre-based expectations differ greatly from their younger, more female-skewed audiences. I mean, I think some of the fluffy situations fandom would most enjoy or prefer would never even occur to them.

I think the *underlying* reasons for this divergence are partly to do with social differences and partly structural. In other words, it’s partly due to the way open-ended or incomplete series are differently made and produced (often haphazardly, with an eye to ratings and/or a certain kind of fan, rather than any interest in angst the way fanfic writers may 'love angst’). This structural difference in approach is pretty blatant when you compare genre shows with a series of separate but interconnected arcs (Buffy, Supernatural, Sherlock) to the rather more rare, shorter stories that have a unified, interwoven arc.

It’s not that many fans don’t get worn out by their favorite characters undergoing too much suffering; that definitely happens. But I think that’s not what really disappointed most viewers in these shows overall. Basically, I think that the real problem isn’t the constant, unbroken angst: that’s more of a symptom. The cause is the lack of a continuous arc in most action dramas on TV. Creating a source for and then resolving the new source of angst acts like a shortcut to creating a short-term arc as well as infusing emotional meaning, because the alternative is creating a long-form plot that may not be conducive to the way multiple season-long series are run, particularly on TV.

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2017 has to be better, has to be less sharp. 

2017 holds endless possibilities, and maybe it is our duty to be open to them rather than fearful of them. Maybe we have to make 2017 better. 

I don't know how to go from drowning in my own tears in 2016 to at least surfacing in 2017 to finally breathe fresh air again.

My hope for you in 2017 is you find good people, that people love and cherish you the way you haven’t been shown how yet. I hope that you become fearless in being yourself, I hope that you master being unapologetically you. 

I hope that you are kind to yourself, that you know that change doesn’t happen in a day, but if you work hard on change, one day you will wake up and see how far your baby steps have taken you.

Promise me that in 2017 you won’t sacrifice yourself for those that weigh you down, for those that put you down and the ones that make you feel less than them.

Finally, don’t be afraid to be alone in 2017. You can be alone, but you don’t have to be lonely. Love yourself unconditionally, surround yourself with good people and enjoy your own company. Don’t change to fit into someone else’s dream, be the centre of your own story.

—  Have a happy and safe New Year, I’ll see you on the other side.
Feel-Good Movies Each Sign Should Watch

Aries: Boyhood (2014) //  “You know how everyone’s always saying seize the moment? I don’t know, I’m kind of thinking it’s the other way around, you know, like the moment seizes us.”

Taurus: Life As We Know It (2010) // “Having somebody help you doesn’t mean that you fail, it just means that you’re not in it alone.”

Gemini: It’s Kind of a Funny Story (2010) // “People are screwed up in this world. I’d rather be with someone screwed up and open about it than somebody perfect and ready to explode.”

Cancer: 500 Days of Summer (2009) // “I’m always the one who loves more. That’s my thing.”

Leo: The Spectacular Now (2013) // “It’s fine to ‘live in the now’. But the best part about ‘now’ is there’s another one tomorrow. And I’m gonna start making them count.”

Virgo: My Girl (1991) // “I only surround myself with people I find intellectually stimulating.”

Libra: Little Miss Sunshine (2006) // “You do what you love and fuck the rest.”

Scorpio: Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004) // “I’m always anxious thinking I’m not living my life to the fullest, you know? Taking advantage of every possibility?”

Sagittarius: That Awkward Moment (2014) //  “I love the way she laughs. I love the way we fit together in bed because we’re the same height and our crotches line up perfectly.”

Capricorn: The Art of Getting By (2011) //  “You’re going to have to start using that brain of yours to access that talent of yours and show that beautiful heart of yours.”

Aquarius: Silver Linings Playbook (2012) // “You have to do everything you can, you have to work your hardest, and if you do, if you stay positive, you have a shot at a silver lining.”

Pisces: The Perks of Being a Wallflower (2012) // “So I guess we are who we are for a lot of reasons, and maybe we’ll never know most of them.”

ways to feel better after a meal that makes u feel heavy n upset;

  • get a jug of water and try and drink through it (slowly, with a glass)
  • have some fruit, something light like a mandarin or some grapes
  • wash your feet and your face, brush your teeth
  • make your self cooler rather than too hot (sweating might make you feel worse) 
  • open a window and breathe in some fresh air
  • get comfortable
  • tell yourself you did great for eating instead of skipping a meal
  • also tell yourself that you can start again at any moment
  • watch a film or some youtube videos to distract yourself
  • don’t panic <3 

World War I Folklore — The Legend of the UB-85 Seamonster

On April 30th, 1918 British patrols in the North Atlantic came upon the German U-Boat UB-85 in the open ocean, manned by a visibly terrified crew.  Rather than dive, the crew of the U-Boat immediately surrendered, offering no resistance.  It was noticed that the submarine had sustained damage which prevented it from submerging, however there were no reports of combat actions by Allied forces in the area.  Immediately, the U-Boat’s commander, Captain Gunther Krech was interrogated.  His explanation was one that the British officers certainly did not expect.

According to Krech the submarine had surfaced the night before in order to recharge its batteries when a large monster crawled out of the dark waters and climbed aboard the deck of the sub.  Krech described the creature as thus,

“This beast had large eyes, set in a sort of skull. It had a small head, but with teeth that could be seen glistening in the moonlight. Every man on watch began firing a sidearm at the beast, but the animal had hold of the forward gun mount and refused to let go.”

Immediately the creature began to shake the sub back and forth, attempting to capsize the boat.  The battle continued as the men fired upon the monster while it continued to rattle the boat.  Eventually the monster gave up and let go, disappearing into the dark abyss.  The U-Boat was saved, but damage to the U-Boat resulting from the battle with the creature made it impossible for the boat to submerge.

UB-85 was scuttled by the British, her crew taken as prisoners of war.


what i’m loving the most about this scene is that, despite the non-existent history between these two, emori and clarke create this very big contrast between each other: the one who wasn’t loved (emori) vs. the one who was loved (clarke), and the one who thinks they have no choice “you think i have a choice?” (emori) vs. the one who has realized that they always have a choice (clarke).

i love that clarke gets this very close view into emori’s life, because i always found it to be necessary for her to talk to someone on this level - more as an individual who gets to have a heart-to-heart, rather than a leader. it’s not just emori truthfully opening up in this scene about her experiences, insecurities and rage and other types of emotions, but also clarke, who is pushed into a rather sincere communication (if you look at things from her pov) which she initiates.

the things she shares with the audience and emori are so terrifyingly honest - e.g from the things she’s done as a leader and the fact that she can never understand what it feels like to be emori, to be truly alone; the conclusion she shares “but i do know what it feels like”, which harkens back to her first scene with abby where her mother tells her that “no. we have to make a choice” when clarke thinks they have no other choice than to just go along with whatever they need to do; the courage to embrace that truth about herself in these tiny steps; how the narrative highlights how she feels; and how her emotions in regards to her actions don’t even line up with the image of “the commander of death” that emori now places upon herself, because that title has always been less a descriptor of something clarke inherently is and more as something she’s perceived as due to what she has done. the writers make such good use of the “wanheda” image in this scene by poking holes into it, its pretty great imo.

and don’t even get me started on emori, i’m so down for that girl; she’s so different from any other character we’ve seen on this show so far - especially when you think of the things she was forced to do in order to survive, and how her view drastically sets itself apart from all the others in connection to those actions. anyone want a front-row seat for the time i express my weirdly endearing love for her? it’s for free, i promise. it makes all the more sense why she is so desperate on making this work out the way she planned it (not that i didn’t consider it before to be honest, but emori’s emotional expression put more truth into everything imo), and the twist is mind-freezing because it’s emori who propels the story into a whole new dimension for me, and you’ve got to have some serious talents in order to do that with a viewer like me, just saying, lol.

anyway. essentially this moment is functioning as such a great worst-case scenario for two characters who put themselves out there. it’s really fascinating.

i mean, i don’t even know what the point of this post is anymore, i’m kinda drifting. but i really love that clarke just gets to be clarke in this scene by creating a contrast to emori, who just gets to be really hardcore emori in this moment. their interaction creates such a great conflict in which you understand both.

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Oh gosh! I loved your Archie in bed imagine. Would you mind doing one for Jughead?

Jughead in bed/during sex would include:

  • I really feel like Jughead’s really caring and gentle in bed unless hes angry
  • He’d probably be into missionary rather than you on top because it brings you closer
  • soft open mouthed kisses all over your skin
  • his fingers drawing little circles on your skin
  • lots of foreplay because youre a literal angel to him
  • slow passionate movements because he wants to show you how much he loves you wow im crying
  • making you feel good because thats all that matters to him
  • him wanting to hold his orgasm so you two could cum together
  • holding you until you fall asleep because you are his world and if he can prevent it, nothing bad will ever happen to you

Learning not to automatically assign things value or meaning and to greet everything with curiosity, rather than complacency, is how we stay open-minded. 

It’s how we stay truly engaged with what this world actually is, rather than simply living through our idea of what the world is. It’s how we stay adaptable in a life of constant change. It’s how we stay present within our own lives.


(HEY HEY HEY~ SOLDIER MADI HERE 😁👌 I TOOK A NOTICE THAT MORE PEOPLE ARE DIGGIN MY HEADCANON, SOOO. Here’s another Rfa headcanon thingy. V and Saeran included. (P.s; I’ll probably never not include V and Saeran because let’s be real here..they’re poppin fresh.))



Surprisingly, he was the one who suggested you watch a horror film. Poor lil cinnamon roll was afraid he wasn’t manly enough, so, he decided to prove he could handle it.

He couldn’t.

Half way through it, this boy was shaking so bad, you could feel the couch rattling?? Like? Calm down?

Of course, you were there to give him comfort, rather than the other way around. Nonetheless, you still enjoyed yourself.

“Yoosung, open your eyes..! Look, I promise. The blood practically looks like ketchup. It’s not that bad!”




When you suggested a horror movie, he wasn’t really phased by it. Stuff like this never bothered him. He knew it was fake.

So, there you two were. Snuggled up on the couch, (with Elizabeth 3rd, of course.) watching a mild horror movie.

Even though it was mild, it had its moments. Occasionally you would jump up a bit, and Jumin would lightly tighten his grip on you every time.

While you were anticipating the jump scares, Jumin was analyzing e v e r y t h i n g.


“Can’t you tell? The moment he got to this town, he should’ve realized it wasn’t any good. The guy in the back gave it away.”

“What guy?!”



Let’s be real, you two are going to criticize the whole movie.

You aren’t even scared. You two more than likely picked an old, cheesy horror film.

Originally, you were going to actually take it seriously, and quietly watch the movie. Luciel had better plans.

He would start making stupid jokes about the characters obvious faults, and pointing out how fake everything looked.

Soon, you just had to join in with him. I mean, come on. This movie is s h i t.

“Did he just run into the zombies arms? Are you kidding me?”

“I didn’t know we were watching a roma- oh. Well that happened.”

“What an idiot.”

“That would be you, thoug- OW DONT HIT ME! UHM? BOYFRIEND ABUSE??”



Zen must have made a horror musical.

Since it was new, she was one of the first people to get a hold of it..and boy, was she happy.

You just couldn’t say no when she had asked you to watch it with her that night. I mean, come on. LOOK AT THAT LIL GAEHEE FACE, AWH.

So, you two cuddled up in some bean bag chairs, sharing a big bowl of popcorn.

You both ended up feeding a little bit to each other when the other was too busy drooling over Zen’s abs. (Mostly Jaehee.)

Ends up with one of you falling asleep on the other before the movie is done.

More than likely you on her. (Kink)

“(Y/N)! Even as a hairy werewolf..ohh, he truly is a beast…wait..(Y/N)?”


“Oh! So cute..I guess we’ll be sleeping down here, tonight..good night, (Y/N)..”




Zen would be trying to play it cool throughout the entire thing.

He’d keep making small remarks on how it was “o so predictable.” Eventually, you got tired of these little comments, and decided to give him something that wasn’t predictable.

You’d lean over, acting as if you wanted to cuddle..then..


You’d let out an ear piercing (w̸a̸r̸r̸i̸o̸r̸ c̸r̸y̸) screech, tackling him into a hug.

Let’s just say, he was a little bit more than frightened.


“This is so damn predictable.”

“Yeah..I guess you’re- SCREEECHH”

“(Y/N)!!! DO NOT DO THAT! God…you know what? I just might have to punish you for that, baby girl~”

“You- I- OH”



Can he even see what’s happening, tho?

You’re probably going to be bored, and suggest you watch a horror movie in spirit of Halloween (you’re feeling extra SpOoPy)

This lil pastel cutie will agree instantly. If it makes you happy, then he’s 420% up for it.

You two will probably be the calmest out of everyone else, staying quiet while you watch it. Of course, you’ll have the occasional dialogue.

He’ll wrap his arms around you, snuggling his face into you, since he can’t really see the movie all that well, anyways.

If you get even a little scared, hE IS LITERALLY SO COMFORTING LIKE, Y e S.

“I hear more suspenseful music in the back ground. Get ready, don’t be too scared, (Y/N).”

“Crap, how did you hear that? All I hear is that stupid win- OH DEAR GOD.”

“I warned you..oh..come closer, it’s okay, (Y/N)..”



He picked the movie, and let’s just say you are more screwed than America.

He just HAD to pick the scariest movie he could get his hands on.

10/10 will tell you to hakuna your Tatas when you start flipping your shit. (Not literally but.)

Like, how can you handle that?

But, not to fret..he’s surprisingly more comforting than you imagined.

He will pull a fluffy blanket over you both, doing his best to cover your eyes when he thought something overly scary was going to happen.

When it’s all over, he’s probably going to want to cuddle you all night, at least until you both fall asleep..just to insure neither of you get a nightmare.

“I don’t even know if I can fall asleep now, thank you very much.”

“Mmm~ then stay with me tonight. I promise I can keep you safe. Just..Trust me?”

Companions we are likely to meet again in DA:4

Dorian - is a magister in Tevinter, fighting against the establishment and is also immensely popular. Would not be forced at all to have him take on a sort of Leliana-in-Da:i-type-role, as an advisor with a personal quest.

Fenris - is currently in Tevinter and apparantly is leading a slave uprising. That would plunge Tevinter into a civil war like state, which would make a very interesting setting. Would also assume he’d be more likely to take on an advisor role, rather than a companion.

Sten - The Qunari are in open war against Tevinter, the game will take place in Tevinter, the Arishok has a history of negotiating rather than fighting and can be reasoned with. Probably we’ll be able to ally ourselves with the Qunari, if we can use diplomacy well and don’t support the magisterium or something. I don’t have a doubt that Sten will appear, but I’m not sure if he’ll have a big role or not.

Tallis - An elf from Tevinter who now serves the Qunari? I think it’ll be very likely that Tallis will appear at some point in the game, most likely as a spy in hiding. Of course we know who she is, but our character might not. She might even become a companion. I think it’s rather likely and would fit neatly into the story.

The Iron Bull - The good thing about a mercenary group is that it can be hired by anyone, especially one with such a formidable reputation as the chargers. Seeing that the Iron Bull is also super popular, it’d be easy to imagine him appearing in DA4, maybe even as a companion. There’s one problem though, because he might be dead in some world states. But that’s also been the case with both Oghren and Leliana, so probably there’ll be another bullshit reason à la “Oh I was dead but was resurrected by the Maker/the liquor” (Iron Bull would probably be a candidate fo liquor rather than faith)  to integrate him into the game again. But there’s a candidate from his family who’d be much more likely

Krem - Honestly, he was so incredibly popular amoung the fans AND he’s from Tevinter, most likely he took over the chargers after the Bull retired to live happily ever after with a certain mustached magister (because we all know they’ll get their happy ending). And who’d be better suited to follow in his footsteps than his adorable cinnamon roll of an adopted mercenary son? Krem would be a follower with romance option, the first canon trans LI in Dragon Age, that’d be super awesome and wouldn’t even alienate the dudebro fans, because they’ve already “gotten used to him” or something, whatever, just give us Krem, it’d be great!

Scout Harding - No matter how we decide the future of he Inquisition to be, Scout Harding will support us. What if what becomes of the Inquisition becomes an ally in Da:4 and Scout Harding is sent out as a companion as a diplomatic gesture? The Inquisition will be in Tevinter anyways and we’ve been begging for a dwarven romance since.. well since Leske and Gorim actually. She’d fit into the narrative and would be a cool rogue companion.

Zevran - Come on, one side or the other will eventually contract the Antivan Crows and our favorite assassin will of course be there to thwart them by offering his own skills instead. It wouldn’t be outlandish for him to be there, especially since in Tevinter assassination are considered good sport… and wherever there’s good business, he’s got to appear. Also just imagine the amount of excessive flirting going on if he met somebody like the Iron Bull.

I just finished watching Evangelion and I’m so mad.

To live content with small means; to seek elegance rather than luxury, and refinement rather than fashion; to listen to stars and birds, babes and sages, with open heart; to think quietly, act frankly, talk gently, await occasions, never  hurry; in a word, to let the spiritual, unbidden and unconscious, grow up through the common—this is my symphony.
—  [William Henry Channing]

Lin-Manuel Miranda’s Final Bows in ‘Hamilton’ on Broadway (NYT):

Lin-Manuel Miranda’s final bows for his farewell performance in “Hamilton” on Saturday night seemed routine, if overly humble for the departure of the show’s star and mastermind. He even shared his bows with the other cast members also exiting the show, including Phillipa Soo and the Tony winner Leslie Odom Jr.

But then the theme song to “The West Wing” kicked in from the orchestra pit.

Mr. Miranda giggled and took a couple of shy bows, only to turn around and be embraced then pushed back to the front of the stage by Christopher Jackson, who plays George Washington, for a proper bow.

Still, the curtain call lasted no more than two and a half minutes, despite fervent applause, which had been consistent throughout the night. The opening number received multiple standing ovations, as did many others. But Mr. Miranda and other performers would pause for only a minute each time before moving the show forward.

Afterward, in the pouring rain, hundreds and hundreds of fans filled West 46th Street, waiting for Mr. Miranda to emerge from the stage door at the Richard Rodgers Theater.

Instead, Mr. Miranda appeared, “Evita”-like, on a balcony atop the theater’s marquee. Holding an umbrella and waving to fans, he paced from one side of the marquee to the other, occasionally stopping to hold his left hand over his heart to show gratitude.

Then he was gone.

“It’s over, folks,” a police officer yelled as he tried to keep the crowd out of the street. “There’s no more.”

Part one of my contribution to tonight’s Coran Week theme. Whether it’s fully poly or a shared relationship is up in the air (for reasons I can’t say without spoiling). Part two here.

“-ran? Coran!”

His head was throbbing when he cracked one eye open. But rather than searing pain he had been expecting, he felt… soft?

Coran weakly raised his head and found himself in what seemed to be a copse of some sort of flower vines. Bluish pollen dust coated his clothes and hair, and when he stirred more up trying to push himself up onto his knees, he sneezed.

Above him, laughter filtered through the noises of the birds in the trees.

He froze.

He hadn’t heard that laugh in-

A hand appeared in his field of vision to help him up, and he stared at it dumbly for several seconds before looking up.

“Are you just going to sit there in the lillika knots forever?”

She had more of the pale pink streaks that had sprouted in her hair after Allura had been born, and the markings under her eyes had evolved with age, changing shape slightly to something even more exotic. But… but it was her.

Even though it couldn’t be her.

“Illyere?” Coran asked, voice weak and barely audible even to his own ears. “How are you here?”

The vision in front of him arched an eyebrow, mouth quirking slightly in an expression he still knew so well. “We all got here with Yellow nine cycles ago dear; are you alright?”

Yellow? The Yellow Lion? Feeling sick with confusion, Coran raked a hand through his hair, trying to make sense of his thoughts. He remembered a maze of caves - the Paladins - Allura - a mission - … what had…

Illyere touched his shoulder with an expression of concern and, almost on reflex, he yanked her down, wrapping her in a fierce hug as he buried his face in her shoulder. “Illyere… am I dead? Is that where we are?”

“You’re starting to worry me, Coran,” she said, gently pushing him back to check his eyes. “Did you fall? Were there any pichal spores in the flowers?” She took off her gloves and cupped his chin in her hands, and he thought he might cry at the familiar prick of her sharp little claws. “You don’t feel feverish-”

“No,” he rasped. “I don’t- it was… just a nightmare, I think. It was just a nightmare.”

“All the same, might be best if you rest a bit and don’t go exploring again for awhile. Come on.” She stood, dusting pollen from her skirts and offered a hand again. “I’m sure Allura’s played herself into an appetite by now.”

He swallowed, still feeling strange and confused and kind of dizzy, but let her pull him up and link their arms together and they headed off, presumably back down the path she’d come to find him. A blur of bright green flashed past his vision, and he turned his head to see an Emerald Tirpaeki Bird land on a nearby branch, fluffing out its four wings at them in a threat display. “Arus? We’re back on Arus?”

“Oh, are you starting to get your bearings back?

Except… he was sure Tirpaeki of all colors were extinct now, weren’t they? The updated computer sweeps on Arus had said so. They had died out when…

When the…

“Aipa! Mama, you found him!”

The dizzy feeling washed back over him in force, making his legs buckle as Allura, looking barely as old as when she’d first begun her training, ran out from under an archway, a hard light miniature holo of Yellow on her heels.

Aipa… Second Father… What was going on…?

“Allura, sweetbug, go get your papa, would you? Aipa Coran came across something on his walkabout that left him not feeling well,” Illyere said, her hold on him subtly tightening to keep him on his feet.

The little princess -his little princess?- gave him a look of worried confusion, but nodded and vanished around a corner, and Illyere pulled him over to sit on a large chunk of stone.

“I don’t know what’s going on,” he mumbled weakly.

“What’s the matter, old man? You get attacked by marchak venom?” The question was joking, but the concern was real, and as another pair of hands -strong, warm, familiar hands that couldn’t be there- settled on his shoulders to hold him steady, it seemed like his mind was falling apart for a moment.


“I’m here. We’re all here. We’ve got you. Yellow, run a diagnostic on him, would you?”

The holo rumbled an affirmative, and Coran watched her as she sprouted several little screens, all of them directed at him. He did remember this protocol from medics, and let Illyere take off his left glove for a tiny blood sample.

“Looks like we were both off, darling,” Illyere said, reading the results screen. “It’s not pichal or marchak. A vikapal must have bitten him in his sleep.”

“Damn. Nothing to do for that but let it work its way out of the system. Sorry, old man. Looks like you’re going to be feeling rotten for awhile.”

“No, no, my own damn fault,” Coran said with a weak little laugh, relief washing through him sickly. The nightmares, the confusion, the memory dazes, it all made sense now. “Should have paid better attention to where I was going.”

“Does that mean we have to go home?” Allura asked, peeking over the rock he was resting on.

“After all the work it took to get us all a day off? Not a chance, dolly,” Alfor replied, ruffling her hair affectionately. “We’ll just have to change plans a bit.”

The Labyrinth Chapter 19

Genre: Gang AU/ High School AU
Pairing: Reader/Jimin
Length: 6.2k
Summary: Finding an injured boy collapsing in front of your house, you decide to help him, only to find out he’s associated with some underground business. After that fateful night, you surprisingly find him in the new class you had just transferred into.

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