You are Big Hit’s newest trainee, and you have the luck to be
tutored by BTS. But the thing is no one asked them before installing
you in their dorm. They’re mad, but you’re stronger than you look.
He pressed his plump lips into a thin line, concealing his beaming
expression as he walked swiftly towards her and took a seat by her side with a
loud sigh that startled her, taking her out of her reverie.
‘Sorry.’ He mumbled in a quiet voice, a shy smile dancing on his lips.
‘Don’t worry.’ The smile she responded him with was tense, and it
immediately vanished when she frowned, returning her attention to the screen.
He looked at her askance as her eyes automatically perused Yoongi’s figure,
huddled up in the floor between Taehyung and Jimin, his eyes stubbornly fixated
on the movie.
At that exact moment, Namjoon realized he regretted nothing.
He would do what he had to so she would only look at him.
They returned to the room with grim expressions.
Yoongi entered first, and you readjusted yourself in
the couch, making sure he had enough room to sit comfortably, but he passed by,
expressionless and with his eyes strained on the floor. He sat between Jimin
and Taehyung, who questioned him wordlessly. Yoongi nodded reassuringly and started
watching the movie again as if he had never left.
Thoughts on Downton Abbey Series Finale: The fandom’s worst fear has come to pass, Thomas Barrow is forever trapped at Downton Abbey and his full potential will never be realized.
Disclaimer: I apologize for mistakes or incoherency ahead time. It took a lot of wine to get through that Christmas Special.
I cannot believe I am about to say this but, Jessica Fellowes was right and deep down I knew. To the Thomas Barrow fandom, Jessica Fellowes, the niece of writer and creator Julian Fellowes, is no stranger neither is she a friend. The comments she has plagued Twitter with have been ignorant, to say the least, toward Thomas Barrow the only homosexual character in the series. In the book, Downton Abbey, A Celebration Jessica Fellowes writes that Thomas Barrow’s happy ending is the realization and the acceptance that being a servant at Downton Abbey is as high as he will ever rise. When I first read this, I was completely in denial. After mulling it over it my mind, I realized that as Julian Fellowes niece she would be privy to confidential information about the series, including, how it ends. Nepotism is no stranger to the privileged and Jessica Fellowes has made the most of her’s by building her career on the back of her successful uncle. So why would she not use some of that information in her books? But the real question is this: Why did I believe Thomas Barrow would be allowed to have a future beyond service? Why did I believe Barrow would be allowed to be his own master?
The answer is simple: Julian Fellowes wanted me too. In the trailer for the Downton Abbey Christmas SpeciaI, I was relieved when I saw that Thomas Barrow would be leaving service. My relief soon turned to despair. It turns out, it was all ruse. After Thomas leaves to go work at his new job, which is conveniently close by, Carson is diagnosed with an illness that causes trembles and prevents him from performing basic tasks like pouring drinks. Conveniently, Barrow is in the room, as guest to Edith and Bertie’s wedding. and offers to help Carson. Robert comes up with the impromptu decision to let Carson retire and let the footman he trained, Thomas Barrow, be the new butler of Downton Abbey.
That’s right, the fandom”s worst fear has come to pass: Thomas Barrow is forever trapped at Downton Abbey and his full potential will never be realized. It made me angry but, it also made me wonder: What the hell was all that character development for if he was going to remain at Downton Abbey all along?
He is intelligent.
He is resourceful.
He is ambitious.
He is rebellious.
He has excellent leadership and organizational skills.
He has always despised and challenged the aristocracy and the concept of servitude.
He is and has been the victim of a culture which oppresses and persecutes members of the LGBT. Barrow has hinted and admitted on numerous occasions that he was abused by his family and community growing up and there’s no doubt in my mind that a lot of this abuse was physical.
And most importantly, he has been looking for a way out since day one.
All of these things suggested that Barrow would eventually find a way to become his own master and move toward a freer future, a future he would be the master of his own life. Alas, things did not go that way. These past three seasons have been all about putting Barrow in a cage or to quote one DA fan:
“Poor Thomas, looks like the past six years have basically been about how he develops Stockholm Syndrome and falls for his upper-class captors.”
Julian Fellowes built Barrow up so that he could tear him down. Why, you might ask? Again, it all goes back to Jessica Fellowes. When Jessica Fellowes said Barrow’s happiness comes from accepting his position as a servant what she really meant was this: Barrow needed to learn his place.
Barrow was a whipping boy for Julian Fellowes. He was there for Julian Fellowes to show the audience, the lower classes, that you cannot beat us.
That if you challenge the aristocracy you will lose.
You will be beaten and you will be destroyed.
And once you have been destroyed you will have two options: Join or die.
Thomas Barrow couldn’t beat the system so he succumbed to it’s oppressive rules and joined it.
But, what bothers me the most is that people will agree with Julian Fellowes. They will stand by his side like brain-washed sheep and testify that Thomas Barrow got what he deserved. And that, is the most terrifying thought of all.
BARROW DESERVED BETTER!
@mrbarrow Thank you, for validating my feelings this season by getting mad as hell. This post is for you.
could you maybe write a drabble or maybe someday a fanfiction about after httyd 3 the children of the gang discovering the secret but beautiful hideout of the dragons that desappeared incluiding the alpha toothless and the daughter of hiccup recognizing him but all the other dragons being wary of the human intruders? thanks!
could you write a drabble or fanfiction about (years after httyd 3) the gangs children discovering the secret hideout of the disappeard dragons and their alpha? thanks!
Thanks exceedingly for the request!!! I’ve finally got some inspiration for what to write, so here it is. I’d like to polish this into something a bit more exciting and intriguing later, so I’ll keep you tuned! Thank you so much for your request and for your patience.
Crazily enough, an idea somewhat like this has actually been forming in my head already for months, though in a different time period with a later generation. So maybe someday I’ll actually get to making this longer and calling it by the title “Great-Grandfather’s Dragons.” I’ll let you know if that longer fic ever happens.
But this version of the story, in a little unpolished drabble, is just with the children of Hiccup, Astrid, Ruffnut, Eret, Fishlegs, Snotlout, and Gustav. Hope it works for you. Thank YOU for the rest and have a wonderful day. <3
They never knew to whence the dragons had gone. Never had any idea to where they disappeared. Not even a direction. Not north. South. East. West. Near or far, off the edge of the map, close to the Barbaric Archipelago… they never knew. Not even the Great Chief Hiccup Haddock the Third knew. Or so legend said. When the dragons vanished, they vanished… entirely.
Of course. That was the entire intention: to vanish. In order to protect the dragons, every single human being had had to let the creatures go to resettle in the wild, leaving Viking civilization behind completely.
Yet while the dragons physically departed Berk, they never departed the Hooligan’s minds. The Vikings of Berk continued to commemorate the species. Wood-carved dragon heads guarded doorways; banners of Scauldrons and Thunderdrums lined the Great Hall; and stories were told.
Harry's existence makes me so happy glittery boots and headscarves and remains of red nail polish and the national anthem of Genovia and cleaning the fork so Niall could taste the good food without sheep brains and American girl accents and tiaras and thongs and A Good Equal Time At A One Direction Show and flower crowns and walking around naked and a giant butterfly on his stomach and My First Real Crush Was Louis Tomlinson and eating an orange at the VMAs and I just really like Harry Styles
Soo, a question. In your diagram, Bill appears in the back of the brain. But... that's responsible for vision. And he's a dream demon. That's the frontal lobe, responsible for dreams and imagination. You sure he's in the occipital lobe in the back?
We’re doing brains in Med Path right now and just yeah. Also I cannot wait until Monday because we’re dissecting a sheep brain then.
Sorry for the slight inaccuracies of my diagram, I was trying to depict the parietal lobe, which is more attuned to sensory inputs as what would get a good spin if there was a way for Bill to enter our world and acquire a physical form. Not that the occipital lobe wouldn’t have a ride too. Good luck on your dissection! I ended up doing the most of mine throughout my college years since no one wanted to b-
A goat is a worrying thing if you’re used to sheep, because a goat is a sheep with *brains*. But Tiffany had met goats before, because a few people in the village kept them for their milk, which was very nourishing. And she knew that with goats you had to use persykology. If you got excited, and shouted, and hit them (hurting your hand, because it’s like slapping a sack full of coat hangers) then they had Won and sniggered at you in goat language, which is almost all sniggering anyway.
When Kieren finally tries sheep brain he gets so brave (or stupid, depends how you look at it) that he starts a whole performance singing Queen, standing on a table or something. And Simon just watches, satisfied.