so i should talk to more people maybe

thoughts the signs have

aries: these flowers,,, are so pretty,,, i wonder,,, what would happen,,, if i,,, crushed them

taurus: this person seems nice maybe i should ignore them for a good two days before talking again

gemini: mm cats, im cold, what if im dying omg, mm cats

cancer: i cant believe they ate my fruit snacks without asking, they’re dead to me

leo: why arent people looking at me, maybe i should talk louder, maybe its my clothes no theyre cute hmm

virgo: theres so much dust everywhere omg ew did he just sneeze in his hand this is disgusting i wanna go home

libra: do i want tea or lemonade hmm no maybe i want chocolate milk instead

scorpio: i know they’re lying to me i just gotta catch them in the act while pretending i have no idea

sagittarius: this button says i probably shouldn’t touch it….. i’ll touch it anyway

capricorn: i really wish people liked me more… nvm thats gay

aquarius: if water is wet then what is air

pisces: aw puppies, i hope they have a good home and that their cute faces eat so many good treats

100 reasons to watch The 100

1. That BC scenery

2. Seeing people experience rain for the first time it’s so cute

3. Octavia’s goddess-like hair in the first season

4. Bellamy Blake’s half smile

5. Monty’s expert clap backs

6. They all get high off hallucinogenic nuts


8. trees and mountains and nature

9. Badass women

10. Raven saving the day, agin , again, and again

11. Monty putting up with people’s shit


13. Miller. Just Miller in general

14. Murphy’s sarcastic comments

15. P.A.I.N

16. Long speeches about survival

17. “Nothing like a little pain to remind you you’re alive”

18. Watch Raven save everybody and continue to be the most badass woman while getting fucked over by everyone and by Jrat again and again and again

19. “I can make it go boom”

20. Clarke’s pretty drawings

21. Bellamy’s character development

22. The Blakes.

23. Wells.

24. Monty’s wink

25. Monty and Jasper’s high five

26. You’ll go damn when Anya and Clarke jump off a dam

27. Bellarke development

28. “Together”

29. “I can’t lose you too”

30. “Love is weakness”

31. Clexa

32. Clexa (cus they were fucking amazing)

33. Finn pulling Clarke into the water

34. “I am become death, destroyer of worlds”

35. Everybody gets super sick

36. Murphy you creepy mother fucker

37. Murphy you amazing mother fucker

38. Uh oh Finn gone crazy

39. Pew pew! Bang bang!

40. A series of misunderstandings between grounders and sky people


42. “Who we are, and who we need to be to survive, are very different things”

43. ALIE’s mansion

44. Murphy dancing around and drinking such a babe

45. Fuck jaha

46. “You always did what you had to do to protect your sister, that’s who you are!”



49. Two headed dear


51. Linctavia being amazing

52. Bellarke flirting

53. They’re so busy fighting and surviving to take two minutes to wash their faces

54. Jasper’s goggles

55. Anya’s badass dead stare

56. “What happened?” “I happened”

57. Raven experiencing earth for the first time

58. Every mention of princess

59. “Maybe you’re forgetting the last time you were saving us, I WAS SAVING YOU!”

60. Richard Harmons acting

61. You get to watch the blooper reels at the end of every season

62. “Maybe life should be about more than just surviving

63. So many beautiful people

64. Bellarke shit

65. Revisiting the dropship seasons later

66. drunk Jasper

67. Those few times clarke ever smiles

68. Lexa twirling her knife

69. The Kane and Indra friendship

70. Bellamy Blake and his guns

71. Bellamy Blake and his GUNS (y'all know what I’m talking about)

72. “What’s wrong with a little chaos?”

73. Every bellarke hug

74. Monty and Jasper eating chocolate cake for the first time

75. Maya showing Jasper paintings

76. Emori shutting up those shitheads in the city of light when they told her she could fix her deformities, and she’s like “I’d fixed something if there was anything wrong with me”


78. Bellamy Blake adopting every child he sees

79. Lindsey Morgan

80. Candles somehow being lit at romantic times??

90. How does Clarke keep saving the world with her hair down like that??

91. Bellamy’s hair flips

92. Indra is a goddess. The goddess.

93. The delinquents listening to music as they drive around

94. Clarke somehow knowing how to drive the rover despite never being around when it was in use??

95. “If I’m on that list, you’re on that list”

96. Kane’s dad talks

97. Anya biting the fucking chip out of her fucking arm like the biggest badass to ever live

98. “I give myself to the miracle of the sea”

99. Luna is the miracle of the sea

100. “In peace, may you leave this shore. In love, may you find the next. Safe passage on your travels, until our final journey to the ground… May we meet again.”

BTS Reaction To An MC Being Rude To Their Girlfriend

Jungkook - 

He would be trying so hard to hold his anger in when the MC called you fat. The MC asked why Jungkook chose you over a skinny female idol. Jungkook’s lips would be set in a firm straight line. “Actually, I love Y/N because she is carefree and beautiful. I don’t have to date an idol, I’m free to date who I choose.”

Jimin - 

Jimin would be far from the little mochi the fans know and love when the MC decided to comment on your skin colour. You were more tanned than the female idols around you, but Jimin loved your caramel skin. “Maybe your girlfriend should think about investing in some skin bleach treatment.” As soon as Jimin heard the comment his eyes pierced sharply at the MC, and no more was said about the situation. 

Taehyung - 

He would try to make a joke out of the situation, but inside he would be fuming. He couldn’t believe that the MC felt the need to comment on your appearance and the fact that you should ‘dress more for your figure’. You were a little bit on the larger size, but Taehyung loved the way you looked. “I think it would be best if you didn’t make a joke like that.” He would say, raising one eyebrow at the MC.

Yoongi - 

Yoongi would just nod along until the MC finally finished putting you down. The slight smirk of his face showed that he was getting ready to end the MC’s life with savage comments. “Don’t you think Y/N is a bit controversial?” Yoongi loved your tattoos and dyed hair, and he certainly wouldn’t let someone talk shit about you like that. “I think Y/N is beautiful, I love her ink, it makes her unique.”

Hoseok - 

Hoseok would be so upset about the situation. He knew that you were still learning to love yourself, and he couldn’t stand the fact that the MC commented on your appearance like that. “One thing I don’t understand, is why you would date a black girl. Don’t you think white skin is prettier?” Hoseok’s eyes flashes over to you immediately. “No. I think Y/N’s skin is beautiful. We shouldn’t judge people by the colour of their skin. Maybe you guys should be more careful about the way you talk about my girlfriend.”

Rap Monster - 

The other members would keep looking over at Namjoon when the MC started to diss his girlfriend. His expression hardened instantly, and you knew shit was about to go down. “Aren’t hip hop girls considered easy?” Namjoon managed to somehow stop himself from decking the MC right there and then. “Sir, I think it would a lot easier for both of us if you just apologise right now.”

Jin - 

When the MC called you ugly, Jin’s face became darker and his eyes narrowed. “She has a very boxy face, I thought you would go for someone with a sharper chin, maybe an idol girl?” Jin felt like grabbing the man by the collar and punching him. He stopped himself only because he didn’t want you to see him fight. “Let’s just pretend this never happened, say anything else on this subject and I won’t hesitate to get you fired.”

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star-anise  asked:

I challenge you to retell any piece of Jack or Bitty's college years as a series of in-universe RPF callout posts

**whispers** dammit this is clever and I’ve never done a real callout post so let’s see how this goes

*clears throat, we’re now in the land of my UBER SUCESSFUL in-universe rpf blog. My character will be one of an ex-Pimms shipper who’s been jaded by the discourse surrounding Jack’s OD.* 

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Langst Mini Fic #10: Blank

Soulmate wasn’t necessarily meant that two people should be involved romantically. There were many forms of love, many shapes of bonds. There was the platonic one, the familial bond, or the everlasting friendship that none would ever be able to cut.

In their world, it didn’t matter which family you belong with or to whom you share your flesh and blood. The family tree most of the time did not meant that you share a deep connection with them. They have bar codes tattooed in their body the moment they came to life. A single touch from another would trigger the codes to change into names, it was the soulmate sign. It was completely normal for siblings not to get along that much, for them not to share the familial bond but find it to another person that was completely unrelated to them by blood.

Now, this did not mean that families do not share love to each other. They did, it was just not as deep as the soulmate bond though.

For all of this…Lance was the odd one.

He was a blank. No codes printed to any part of his body. No connection to anyone, neither romantic nor platonic.

Most people gave him pity, others scorned him and thought for all his smiles and kind gestures Lance was just a kid with a cold heart unable to love. But that last thought was a lie and those who were close with him knew this.

No one could make their Mother smile like little Lance. No one could make his brothers and sisters get along so well unless Lance was in the room. No one could make their Father laughed like there was not tomorrow like Lance. No one could make the little nieces and nephews running around to start behaving by promising all sorts of things like Lance.

So why Lance could not have what all humans have? Why he could not have that deep connection, that feeling that he could trust someone with all his heart and soul? Why he was not allowed to have a place he could truly call home?

As time passed, Lance learned to accept this fact on his life. But he prided himself to be able to support and relate to anyone physically and emotionally.

When Hunk and he met at the Garrison, Lance deluded himself that he was Hunk’s best friend. Everyone knew this was not true but hey, someone could dream and there was no rules forbidding anyone to be friends to someone that you do not share a bond with. So for all it was worth, they could pretend…

And then someone named Pidge Gunderson came to the picture. A simple handshake and the bar code tattooed on their right hand changed from a series of vertical lines to three varying sized gears. It was the time that Lance needed to stop his game.

He was not Hunk’s best friend in the first place, it was Pidge all this time. And no matter how the kid tried to distanced himself away from them Lance knew that Hunk would never give up to get closer to the person he shared a friendship bond. The soulmate mark never lies. Lance saw everything unfold before him when they were blasted in space.

Hunk and Pidge had the friendship bond. Shiro and Keith had the sibling bond.

Alteans had a different way in knowing their soulmate bonds, this was something that Coran explained to them when he got curios at the others tattoos. The royal adviser told them that Alteans, and reluctantly the Galra, shares eye contact to others and their hearts will give a beat different from they were used to. It was a magical experience according to Coran. It was just they already know if that person would be family or their significant other.

Coran and Allura shared the familial bond.

When Voltron was formed, when it was established that they were the Paladins that would defend the universe, they realized that all of them share that familial bond. All of them…

Except Lance…for he was a blank.

He learned to accept this fact.

But realizing that even outside of earth…that Lance had no one…maybe he really just have a cold dead heart all this time.


“Stop…stop throwing such words at me, Lance.” He knew that Keith was just tired of everything. Losing Shiro a second time was taking its toll to the Red Paladin of Voltron. From the way his eyes tried to suppress the impending water works to the way his frowns starts to be a permanent thing on his face, Lance knew that whatever would come out Keith’s mouth was something he must not take to heart. His friend was hurting. It was normal that harsh words would be thrown out.

You do not understand anything!” Lance saw the way Keith curled his hands in an attempt to control his anger. He was not far too lost to start throwing punches then, Lance would consider this a plus. “You, of all people in this…this war ridden universe! You! Do not understand what it feels! What all of us feels right now! You are a blank!

The moment those words escaped Keith’s mouth Lance knew that the other immediately understood what he said from the way his eyes widened in shock to the way his mouth hanged open in disbelief. Lance knew that Keith did not meant it, it was just emotions talking right not. It was enough for Lance. Those words did not hurt him anymore for it was the truth.



“It’s alright, man!” Lance shoved his hands on the pocket of his jacket. He plastered an assuring smile to calm down everyone in the room that started to be filled by a stifling awkwardness, “We all miss Shiro, Keith. You are not the only one that is hurting right now. You said it yourself. Hunk, Pidge, Coran, and Allura are worried about Shiro too. We are a team. Just because we are looking for a new pilot doesn’t mean we are giving up on our leader.”

No one missed the way Lance deliberately erased himself from the picture.

When he was a little child his Mother used to remind him about something from the very day that Lance could understand what it meant for being a blank.

“The heart will always yearn for a home. Just because you do not have a mark does not mean that there are no people out there waiting for you. Just wait my little ocean, my sweet, sweet star. The day will come where you will find your home.”

At first he thought it was just words to make him feel good. To erase the bitterness he was feeling whenever he saw the bar codes adorning the body of his siblings and nieces and nephews. It never crossed his mind that those words carry a whole truth.

It was a brief moment, a short encounter during their fighting against Lotor’s soldiers. But there and then…Lance knew that he found what he was looking for all this time.

The way those female Galra stopped for a moment, their eyes widening in recognition, the way they started to try to make distance between Lance and the rest of the Paladins, and the way they tried not to hurt the newly Red Paladin of team Voltron…Lance knew…he now knew…where he belonged.

The female Galra that appeared to have a ‘head tail’ (or as how Lance dubbed it in his head), grabbed him by the arm and started running away from the rest of the team. Of course the others chased after them because in a grand scheme of things, Lance was still a Paladin of Voltron up to this very moment.

But the heart will always yearn for its home.

Lotor was surprised at the extra baggage his generals brought back to him. At first he thought that they brought a prisoner with them, a way to hinder Voltron from following them. When he voiced such thoughts it was the first time that the women around him openly growled, growled, at him and started to form a protective circle around the Paladin they brought with them.

He merely scoffed at the blatant display of disrespect against the Prince of Galra Empire. Nevertheless, he still walked forward until he was in front of the Paladin.

“Removed your helmet. I want to see the face of the person whom my soldiers brought to me.”

And then he met a pair of blue eyes that he never thought would make his heart beat unlike before. So that was why….

Lotor smiled at the Paladin and ruffled his hair.

“Welcome aboard, little brother.”

Who knew Lance had a bit of Altean genes in his body and that he shared a familial bond with Lotor and the rest of his generals?

You know…I will really appreciate to know your thoughts about my writings. I need to know if I should continue writing the ideas in my head, if there are people out there who wants to read my stories…cause honestly…not knowing what people thinks about my works just make me sad.

So, which among my fics you want to be updated:

  • Playmates
  • Langst Mini Fics
  • The Alternates

or one of these prompts given to me a very long time ago: 

A) Lance overdosing. Accidentally or otherwise. Maybe he just can’t sleep so he takes a few more than usual

B)  Sniper Lance… but this time as a prompt?

C) Lance doesn’t feel an emotion and everything he shows is just an act. Like when he sees someone sad he thinks “I should comfort them, right?” or something like that.

D) Lance over hears the team talking bad about someone and him having insecurity thinks it’s about him and leaves before he could hear they were talking about Lotor. As days go by lance starts freaking out over every mistake he makes and one day he just breaks down and the team comforts him. (when did I received this request prompt?)

E)  lance has this god like ability that kills any living thing by touching with his bare hands. He didn’t know that he could do this and always thought it was just bad luck (the deeper he loved the faster the death was) until he touched his first love. After that whenever someone says jokingly ‘die’ he gets really pissed and angry. Because of this he tries to stay happy all the time and cherishes all lives. And when one of the paladins almost touched his bare hand he cried

F)  Lance shutting himself out to the team and they are trying to help him but he doesn’t want to be helped because it makes him believe that he’s weak if he’s helped

G)  What if they are trapped in illusions where they must insult the other paladins to escape it (but not real paladins, they insult imaginary ones). So everyone picks one thing and says it to the fake paladin like a bad cook, horrible social skills, etc.. but Lance refuses because he knows what it’s like for family to hurt him and he doesn’t want to hurt his space family.

H)  I would like to see some blue lion angst in which Lance actually rejects Blue. Since the bond cannot be forced, Blue can’t do anything but wait. Idk, I’m just throwing out ideas. Lance might want to go home or it could relate to the Garla~

I)  just wondering if you could do a Blind!Lance thing-a-majig?

J)  Lotor challenge Voltron to a gauntlet where he pits the Paladins against his strongest warriors until Lance challenges him to a game of wit, personally. Lance bests Lotor and Shiro has to drag him out after the entire army descends upon them…

Send me an ask which one you want to be updated and majority vote will win.

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I woke up Sunday morning and rolled over to look at Stacy, like I have been doing every morning for so many years and plan to keep doing every morning for the rest of my life. She was reading the news. She’s always reading the news when I wake up. I could tell by the huge red font on her laptop screen that something bad had happened, and when she noticed I was awake, she tilted her computer away from me.

“What happened?” I asked.

She kissed my forehead and said, “Your fever is back.”

“But what happened?” I asked again.

She didn’t answer right away. She rested her cool hand on my hot cheek. And then she told me 20 people had been killed in a shooting at a gay nightclub in Orlando. That’s all she knew, that’s all anyone knew. 20 dead gay and trans people who’d been out dancing, celebrating Pride.

Stacy was right that my fever was back. I’d been fighting a cold for a week and I’d clearly lost the battle. She kissed me again and got up and got dressed and went out for supplies. She knew what I needed without me having to ask. She’s nursed my terrible immune system through plenty of colds and flus and fevers. Lemon-lime Gatorade only. When I woke up again, 50 gay and trans people had been pronounced dead.

Stacy and I spent the majority of our first date at a gay bar in New York City, out until 4:00 a.m. talking about our hopes and dreams and fears and favorite TV. And sports. The Miami Dolphins. Skins, mostly. Naomi and Emily. This new thing called Pretty Little Liars. We’d been shooed away from a press event by the NYPD and we found ourselves in the back of a cab together, hardly knowing each other, feeling like maybe we should find out more, like maybe this was our one chance. So we went a gay bar to sit in a corner and talk quietly, while people decked out in rainbows and glitter danced around us, all night long. Neither of us are loud places people; neither of us like crowds. Something drew us to that bar that night, though. Something about the safety of being with our brothers and sisters, our people, while this fragile, hopeful, unspoken thing buzzed between us.

The Orlando narrative was always going to take the form of Islamophobia, as soon as it was clear Omar Mateen wasn’t white. It was always going to take the form of hundreds of politicians erasing “LGBT” from the conversation to exploit our pain. Donald Trump was always going to find a way to congratulate himself for it, to double down on his racism and xenophobia, to appeal to fear to fear to fear, always to fear. (The irony of convincing straight white people they’re the ones at risk when nearly all the victims of the hate crime were gay and trans Black and Latino people.) It was always going to be a chance for the NRA to claim they’re the ones under attack.

But we know the truth: The shooting at Pulse happened because religious conservatives all over the world, and especially here in the United States – where this murderer was born and raised – have been scapegoating gay and trans people for decades, twisting the words of their religious texts to claim authority from gods for persecution and oppression. They have denied us our rights to marriage, to fair employment and housing. They have called us pedophiles and deviants, have taken away our children and separated us from our families. They have called for our execution, and recently. You remember Ted Cruz’s pastor who said LGBT people are “pawns of Satan” and lobbied for our death. That was November, six months ago. They have fought to keep our stories off of TV and out of movies, to have our books banned from libraries, and to boycott the businesses that would dare to treat us with respect.

The shooting at Pulse happened because millions of people have been taught to fear this one thing:

A woman in New York City saw her partner wake up on Sunday morning with a fever, and her instinct in that moment was to shield her partner from horrific news. For three minutes, maybe. Or even just thirty seconds. Not to reach for her partner for comfort. Not to pierce the quiet morning with a howl of rage. A woman in New York City saw her partner wake up on Sunday morning and her impulse was love. Love for another woman. Love.

Stacy brought me my favorite popsicles in order of the way I like to eat them: cherry, then grape, then orange. “Try to at least eat three crackers,” she said.

And that’s why 50 people died.

I think people should learn more about what they are listening to. They need/should actually HEAR what they are listening to every day. People generally listen to music because it “sounds” good. Not many people listen to songs for the lyrics. I think that people should, the band took the time to write the song, not just the instrumental part, but the lyric part to. I hear people say things like “Yeah that band rules” or “I love that band their music is so cool!” and they can’t even understand what the group is actually talking about. Songs from bands like RAMMSTEIN, KMFDM, NIN, M.M., and more popular ones like the bands played a lot on the radio. People could at least hop on the web and look at the song lyrics or find an English translation so they know what the band is saying, or maybe ask someone who is a big fan and who knows what the band is saying. It’s not that hard, and I think it will cut down on a lot of the people in this society that are shallow and naïve who just look at the front cover of a book, and not the pages… to twist around that quote a little.
—  Eric Harris
The Only Exception (Part 10)

Summary: AU. Reader is given the task of running a popular love advice internet show when her coworker is fired. Her cynical attitude toward love makes her offer some harsh advice, and more than a few hearts are caught in the aftermath. Will hers be one of them?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 1,937 (End!)

Warnings: language, fluff, it’s an innocent lil epilogue

A/N: Sorry I get so cheesy in this space. Thank you to the people who encouraged me along the way, most of you total strangers who didn’t need to stop and take time out to do so, but did it anyway because you’re good people. Thanks to the other writers who sympathized with and cheered for me, I adore you. This is dedicated to you empathetic, beautiful people.

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anonymous asked:

I was listening to Camila's song, Havana, and it got me thinking if she's talking about loving Havana more than the guy who wants to hook up with her. What do you think it's about?

I think the lyrics…“people say he is hot- so here’s your ticket girl, it’s a shot” - is about a boy that everyone thinks Camila should end up with or hook up with. But “half of my heart is in Havana” - says that she’s missing Havana. Camila’s heart is still in Havana.

Maybe for Camila, Havana isn’t just a place. Maybe it reminds her of a person she loves. Havana can be referred as a person too.Her heart is still in Havana, she is still in love with that person. That’s why she’s having second thoughts with the boy.

So..yeah, I think it’s about a person that Camila is still(?) in love with.

Too Strange

Fandom: Marvel (Dr Strange)

Summary: Based on “Imagine being a rival surgeon to Dr. Strange” by @marvel-imagines-marvel-fandoms

Word count: 1,970


“Hi, Doc,” you greeted the tall man in the corridor, moving past him. He cut his conversation off in the middle, running to you in hurry.

“It’s rather unusual seeing you in such a good mood so early in the morning,” Dr Strange caught up with you, ranting quickly, just like he did whenever he needed something.

“How can I not be happy knowing that you’re ending your shift in like… five minutes?”

“Four and a half, actually. And there comes this little, tiny question that I just happen to have for you… Would you like to change shifts with me, for like a… week?” he smiled slyly, opening the door for you.

You stopped in front of him, moving to him so closely that you could feel his hot breath on your cheeks.

“Nope,” you popped that out with a wide, bright smile that could light up the whole room if it wasn’t meant just to disrupt the man’s plans. You continued on your way to the dressing room.

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Bts finding out their bff is one of the best heart surgeons!


“Maybe I can do that one day…”

“Uhm no Joon.”

“I gotta start studying!” *gets up abruptly*

“Joon. stop.”

“I’M HEADING TO THE LIBRARY.” *runs towards the door, trips*

“See this is why you shouldn’t pursue this dream.”

Originally posted by buisually-appealing


“A heart surgeon? Maybe you should make your heart bigger so you have more room to love my handsome face.”

“Get out.”

Originally posted by jongtaekwoon


“L-like with uhm b-blood?…”

“That’s kind of what the heart is in and around… so yeah.”

*Looks like he’s about to pass out* “You are an amazing person to be able to deal with that.”

[mental breakdown while talking about blood]

Originally posted by yooneroos


“Ew lmao why though?”

“So I could help people?”

“Yuck, you should let me watch sometime.”

“You disgust me.”

Originally posted by jeonbase


“So you repair peoples hearts?”

“Yeah kind of.”

“So you’re like cupid?”

“I don…” *Looks straight into Taes eyes* “…Yeah exactly like that!”


Originally posted by cmtae


“Isn’t that like really messy though?”

“Chim there’s blood in ya body, yes its messy.”

“Oh no no no, you gotta quit y/n, YOU GOTTA QUIT”


Originally posted by jihope


“Ooh that’s naaasty… is it like how it is in the games?”

“In the games?… Since when have you been playing doctor games?”

“I don’t. I was talking about the horror ones I play! The ones you’ve seen me play and use as background noise.”


“Why are you yelling…”

Originally posted by buy-me-jams

okay i need to spill some salt about worldbuilding

a few days(?) ago, i reblogged this post , and more importantly the rebuttal that came after that inane series of tweets.

But here’s the thing: a lot of those points listed could be good plot bunnies for an original story/world.

fantasy stories never explain horse breeding/evolution?  write a story about a character in a fantasy world who is really interested in studying horses.

stories never explain how everyone agreed on a certain measurement of time?  write a story about a fantasy clockmaker or something.

But here’s the thing; most likely the horse person would not give a fuck about the origins of time measurement–and vise versa.

When you worldbuild, there are going to be aspects of your world that aren’t important to the characters/plot.  Sometimes you have to expect your reader to “just go with it” and resist the urge to add needless explanation (look what happened to star wars when they tried to give a concrete explanation for the force).

If I’m reading your story and the only thing on my mind is “gee, i wonder where everyone got their fur cloaks”–then your story failed to engage me (unless your story is about a fantasy cloakmaker idk).

I also really dislike the sense of superiority that lingers throughout these tweets.  Back when I took more writing workshops, there was always at least one writer who was like “fantasy stories NEVER talk about poor dental hygiene, so my ENTIRE story will be about my protagonist’s rotting teeth and it will be GROUNDBREAKING!”  instead of, you know, writing a good story.  If you care more about shattering tropes than welcoming people into your world, maybe you should write think pieces about fiction instead of writing fiction itself.

I would rather read a compelling story with a decent understanding of the world than a story where it feels like the author is nudging me and saying “huh huh?  i’m clever, right?” every time they explain in excruciating detail where their characters’ shit ends up.

Of Books and Dirty Cash pt. 15


Yoongi x Reader

Before you moved to live on campus for college, you had never heard of a librarian who had a reputation for yelling. But not only does Min Yoongi yell, he’s also dangerous, and part of something much, much darker. When curiosity gets the better of you, you end up involved in much more than you bargained for.

You can also read part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18

You buried yourself in your studies for the next week, finals were approaching fast, and the last thing you wanted to do was fail your classes. Every day, either Taehyung or Jimin would accompany you to your classes, and every day you would tell whichever one to tell Yoongi that you weren’t coming in to work. This was mostly because you didn’t know what to say to him. There were endless questions you wanted to ask, but there was one that kept echoing around your head. “Do you really care about your part-time employee as much as people think you do?”

You guessed that you should be more concerned with questions like “have you ever killed a person” or “how many times have you cheated people out of their money” or maybe “have you ever robbed a bank” but they all seemed somewhat irrelevant. Yoongi had been practically born into the mafia, what choice would he have had in any of it? And he had tried to get away from it (before you accidentally dragged him back into it by asking too many questions). Didn’t that count for something?

You realized you were rationalizing again, and shook your head to clear it.

“You look like you’re thinking about something really important.” Jimin said. He was carrying your bag for you (he had insisted) as you walked across campus. You were approaching the library, and you looked up at the building with a sigh.

“Not really.” You said, knowing that wouldn’t be enough of an answer for him. You tried to think of something to tell him other than the truth. “Just chemistry homework.” You settled on, and Jimin grinned knowingly at you.

“You mean the chemistry between you and Yoongi?”

You shot him a half-hearted glare, he was far too good at reading people. “No. Maybe.” You muttered the last part, not particularly wanting to admit it, but lying wasn’t going to do any good either.

“Is there any particular reason you’re avoiding him?” He asked, sounding disinterested, but after spending most of a week with him, you knew that wasn’t the case.

“I’m not avoiding him.” You huffed. Were you? Probably. Were you going to admit it? Never. The worst part was that you really did need to go to the library to borrow a book for a project, and you had been putting it off as long as possible.

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Ari Crushes It at Her Golf Outing

Three posts in one night? Whaaaaaat?? 

Yep! These images are all from yesterday - Wednesday (8/9/2017). It was the day of my annual company golf outing. I believe I did a post last year describing how I skipped the golfing (was out of the loop a bit from the office as a full time work from home employee, so I did not join a golf team) but went to the dinner celebration afterwards. This year, I participated in the whole sha-bang!

First, I needed to figure out a sporty golf outfit. I do not own a golf skirt and came up empty at my local Goodwill and Ross stores (still trying to watch my spending). So.. I went with my lucky pink top and yoga pants since it was supposed to be a fairly cool and beautiful day (80 degrees, mostly sunny and a light breeze). 

^ I wore some white and pink socks, because it was going to be a sweaty day! ^

^ Let’s load up Ari’s clubs and head to the course! ^

^ A quick adjustment to get my hair out of the way in the clubhouse locker room^

^ Half-way through the course, my team took a bathroom break. (Sweaty Ari) ^

I was having a great time. I was playing with two of the guys from my team, one of them is an old friend of mine from college who is now our Director. There was a member of IT support who rounded out our team. It was a best ball tourney and we ended up using 6 of my drives out of 18 holes! Also, I finished up one hole with a great chip shot and put-in all on my own. I have not golfed that well in .. well maybe ever. I think it has something to do with being less stressed and more confident. Golf is such a mind game more than a skill game ;)

While we were golfing, I did use the women’s tees. However, for my drives, I was using a 3-iron the whole night. I figured if anyone made a stink about me (a transgender woman) using the women’s tees then I would both say to them, “you know we lose a ton of muscle mass on HRT, right? - And besides, I used an iron for all of my drives!” (I was being ridiculous though to worry about it because it never came up). Now, had I won a contest, such as closest to the pin, longest put, or longest drive.. then there might have been someone saying something. They had categories for men and women for those, but alas I did not beat out anyone for those. Again, lesson learned that I make more out of “what could happen” in my mind then what ever “actually does happen.” Prior to signing up for the golf outing I thought about all of this stuff and kept thinking about it, even though I was able to convince myself to signup anyway.

Another nice thing that happened was a photographer came by while we were golfing and took our team photo. He was an older gentlemen from our company that I have actually known for years, but he “introduced himself” to me and boy was he taking me all in with his eyes. A little off-putting but still it boosts my confidence a bit when things like that happen. I did not explain to him that we used to know each other, I just shook his hand and said “It is nice to meet you.” He actually stayed at our hole to watch us complete our hits. I was last to hit and my Director was away with the golf cart looking for his ball. After I hit, the photographer offered to drive me back to the rest of the group with his cart. He asked my last name and we talked about how we are both of polish descent. ;)

My team came together very well and we performed respectably. We were not going to win this thing, we knew that.. but we had a blast. My Director actually bought me a Black Cherry Mike’s Hard Lemonade, after I had already had one of my own. Those things are strong so I was feeling pretty good by the time we were done ;) ;)

With the course completed.. it was time for a wardrobe change… That’s right! I came prepared!

Not too bad for cleaning up with baby wipes and a little re-application of makeup!

While at the after-party, I again experienced more ‘introductions’..  “I don’t think we’ve met.. “ - became the theme of the night when I knew pretty much everyone there already. Honestly, I felt so validated and happy (maybe that was partly the hard lemonade). I had several other people offer to get me a drink, but I had to drive so I politely declined.

It was a wonderful, wonderful day!

I just want to encourage my followers that are transitioning to keep fighting back against that voice in your head that tries to talk you out of doing things and experiencing life the way you should.. it will almost never be even close to as bad as you imagine and it may be way.. waaaay better than you imagine!



Number 513 - Spiderman

Word count: 1489

summery: You want to get away from your life, and joining the avengers might be the only way. You try to prove yourself to Tony Stark, before a young superhero starts to take up your attention

Part 2   Part 3

A/N: Okay, so i got this idea, and i just started writing. I don’t know what i think of it yet (it’s late), so please tell me what you think! If anyone wants it, i might make a part 2!

You stood in a dark alley, casually leaning against the wall as you waited you’re the infamous Tony Stark to arrive, otherwise known as Iron Man. You finally took the decision to let him find you. “They” had given you a new target, and even though “they” had raised you to be a coldblooded murderer, you still had a moral. You could not kill an innocent child.

“You stop right there” A voice, belonging to no other than Tony Stark, threatened.  “Calm down. You wouldn’t even be able to find me, unless I wanted you to.  Honestly, I’ve been waiting for you to show up. Took you long enough too.” You calmly said.

“Now before you speak, I have a proposal for you. With free will, I will change sides and join the avengers team” you quickly said. Knowing your luck, he would turn down your offer.

“We don’t work with murderers. Now I’m going to bring you in, and we’re going to lock you up, where you can’t harm any anyone else” He started walking closer as he spoke.

“I can’t work with that. I’m begging you. I want out of this. I never wanted to be a part of this. I want out. So please. Help me, or kill me. If you can’t help me, I’ll put up a fight forcing you to kill me” You honestly told him. If he couldn’t help you now, you knew “they” would come for you, and they wouldn’t let you die.

“Who exactly are you? Why should I let some kid be an avenger?” He opened his mask, revealing his face.

“I’m 17. I’m older than Spider-Man. I’m also the girl who hacked all of your systems 2 years ago, while I was 15. Why do think you never found anything about us? How nothing showed up, until recently when I decided to let you know? I’m not a superhero, but I’m not a regular human either. They messed with my brain. I’m can do things you could never imagine” You prayed that it would convince him.

“And why exactly should I believe any of that?” This was harder than you thought it would be.

“Test me! Let me prove to you, what I can do. If you don’t think I’m good enough, lock me up” You said with a stern voice.

“You’ve asked for it”


As you walked into the tower, you almost felt nervous. This was your chance. This was the only chance you would ever get, at getting out of your old life.

“Alright. We’re gonna start with fighting. Just get in the ring with Natascha, and we’ll see how you do. Also, I never got your name” Tony spoke as he led you to the gym, where the redhaired woman was waiting.

“I don’t have a name” You said quietly. You didn’t know if you were embarrassed or not. You knew you would never fit in here, but maybe, just maybe you could actually get a life here. Maybe someday even get a name.

“A-alright then. Let’s get on with it. Natascha, give it everything. Don’t hold back on her” For a short moment he looked uncomfortable for a short moment, but it was gone before anyone else noticed.

You didn’t say another word, till the fight was over. You’ve studied all of them before, watching their fights, so dancing around her attacks was nothing. As she started to grow frustrated, she became more predictable, and it didn’t take long till you had kicked her legs away from under her.

Natascha quickly got up, and tried yet again to get a hit at you. You simple dodged every move she made, and eventually landing a kick behind her knee, making her fall down again. This time she just turned around and sent Tony an approving smile.

“How did you do that? I didn’t get one hit in! It was like you knew what I was going to do, before I even knew” She looked at you, as she stood up, still smiling impressed.

“I’ve studied all of you. It’s really not that hard to learn your patterns. So that’s what I did. I thought you would find me sooner, so I wanted to be prepared for a fight. But it was before I realized what I was actually doing” You said without hesitating. You weren’t sure what to tell them, and what not to. You weren’t exactly used to interacting with people.

“What else can you do?” Tony asked sternly. He really wanted to test you. Of course, he wouldn’t trust you. Why would he? You were part of something awful, and you hadn’t even realized till a month ago. What was stopping you from just killing them all?

“I don’t know. I just remember stuff. I’ve never really tested what I could do. Never needed to. I know it was easy to hack your systems, even though you deemed it impossible. I know how to manipulate people, to get information. I know how to fight. I know how to read people. I know how to kill people, but I’m guessing that’s not really a good thing here” You looked at the ground. That was maybe one of the things you weren’t supposed to tell.

“I’m here! I’m not late!” A boy came running into the room, and you recognised the voice as Spider-Mans. “Whoa! Who’s this Mr. Stark? Is she one of the new avengers? Hi, I’m Peter. Or, Spider-Man. Whatever you wanna go with” His cheeks turned red, as you looked at him. You could tell that he was quite muscular under the shirt he was wearing.

“Peter, this is… What exactly do you want us to call you? You’ll be training with Peter from now on. There’s a room for you here. We’ll figure out what you can do, and why” You could not describe how happy you felt. You made it! You could actually get a life now!

“I was number 513. And like I told you, they messed with my brain. They shut down the pain centre. The thing in your short time memory, that decides that something is irrelevant, is shut down, so I got a perfect memory. The part of your brain that limits your strength, is shut down. The senses are enhanced.” You tried to explain him. “But I would like a name. I know I can’t forget, but I don’t want to be reminded of my life”

“What about y/n? You look like a y/n” Peter said, as he once again blushed. y/n… You couldn’t help but smile, as you tried the name on your lips. “I like it. y/n. I would like to be called that” You sent the brown-haired boy a big smile.

“That’s great. Why don’t you work out with Peter, while I take care of some things” He didn’t wait for your answer, before he left the room with Natacha.


You followed Peters routine till the end. His skin was shiny from the sweat, as he took off his shirt to cool down. You couldn’t help admiring his toned stomach and chest. He was good looking, but he turned hot without the shirt.

“You know, my eyes are up here” He said jokingly, but he couldn’t hide the blush forming in his cheeks. “I know. But I enjoy looking at your bare skin” You smiled at him, as he gave you a chocked look. You realized that this was indeed something you should not say out loud. You really had a lot to learn.

“I’m sorry. I don’t usually talk to people, so I don’t quite understand what is acceptable to say, and what I shouldn’t say. Like, should I tell you if I think you’re very attractive? Or if I find your lips very interesting?” You asked sincerely. You really wanted to know what to say and what not to. But maybe that wasn’t the best examples. He walked closer to you, suddenly much more confident.

“I think you’re pretty attractive too. Maybe if we spend more time together, I can teach you what to say? And how to act around people?” He had a smirk on his face. You had a feeling that he was trying to hint something, but you didn’t understand what.

Before you could answer him, he put his lips on yours. At first you didn’t know what to do, but you let his lips guide yours. You enjoyed the feeling of his lips, and your hands quickly found their way around his neck, as his found your waist. You didn’t want this moment to end, but a ringtone from his back made him break the kiss.

“I have to go, but we’ll continue this later” He smiled as he walked out, leaving you with a strange feeling. You wanted to be near him again. You  really couldn’t wait to feel his lips against yours again. 

1,000 Follower Surprise!!

~Hello hello I was feeling sort of torn between doing a “get feels for each leader” post or even a “get feels for visuals” post. Buuutttt. I think we all need to really appreciate our baes that don’t get as much love and attention.~

Originally posted by flower-crown-jin

Jung Hoseok:

~Wowowow okay. Lemme give you feels here fam okay hold on.~

- Imagine him coming up from behind you and wrapping you in a warm hug. His head set lightly against yours before he places a kiss to your cheek. “No one has ever been luckier than me.”

- Hearing his laugh from the other room, and casually knowing it’s somehow going to be at your expense. So you walk into the room and Hobi is scrolling through old photos he took of you while you were asleep. You want to be mad but seriously they were like super funny and hearing Hoseok laugh was so worth it being at your expense.

- “Why are you like this?” “Please?” “What is in this for me Jagiya?” “Seeing your girl/boyfriend be happy???” *proceeds to do his performance of the cute version of Fire*

- Him coming back from a trip overseas and wrapping you in his arms as he spins you. He sets you down gently and presses his hands softly to your cheeks before pressing his lips to yours. However it doesn’t stay chaste for long as you’re soon pressed against the wall in the hallway. Your hands find their way into his hair and his are slowly tracing the exposed skin at your waist.~~~

*you can imagine the rest ;)*

Originally posted by won-kyun

Im Changkyun:

*i am what i am man*

- But like seriously. Laying in bed staring at memes all morning. Your face is still squished into the pillows and you’re half asleep until he starts laughing stupidly loud at something the Monbebe’s posted. He would apologize but you know he’s really honestly not sorry.

- He doesn’t look outright super cuddly, but when it’s cold and you both can’t seem to share the blanket properly, he’ll someone wrap his arms around you in his sleep. But you try to cuddle him during the day and he’s got a ten foot pole waiting.

- “Don’t do this.” “I’m not doing anything though.” “Changkyun I left my phone here and I know when I open it something scary is gonna scream at me.” “Maybe… maybe not.” “Why do I love you?”

- You’re standing in the kitchen pulling out things from the cupboards to make dinner, when his hands find your waist. His fingers trace lightly over the bare skin, as he presses a soft, fleeting kiss to your neck. “Stop it, I’m trying to make dinner.” You would giggle. But as he brushes the hair away from you neck he whispers huskily into you ear. “Don’t bother. I’d rather get right to the dessert.”

Originally posted by httpsung

Yoon Dowoon:

~have you seEN HIS ARMS !?~

- Super quiet and shy. But around you he opens up and talks. Not for long and not overly serious, but he talks. Unless it’s something he can’t stop thinking about or there’s something he’s working on and he needs inspiration. He thinks it quietly and it shows when he looks at you. You’re his muse.

- He seems like he would have this sort of unspoken and gentle way of letting you know that he loves you. The small things he does let you know. But then there are those bad days where everything seems to be falling apart and both of you are just so stressed. So he just looks at you with tired eyes and rests his forehead against yours. “Y/N… I love you. Even when the days are bad. I still love you. I’ll love you until the end of my days, and even then my ghost will love you.” Of course it would cause you to laugh and some of the stress would melt away. Things would be okay again.

- “You can’t sound worse than I do.” “I can and I do so I won’t sing it.” “Come on…” “… If I sing it do I get anything in return?” “The glory of sounding like a dying peacock.”

- The two of you were laying in bed, laughing about something he said. You reached over and attempted to tickle him. Of course he was joking about something at your expense, so you wanted to get him back. Then commense a tickle fight. You were totally losing as he had you pinned to the bed, straddling your hips. When you have in and he smiled triumphantly before leaning down to kiss you. Small, chaste pecks soon turned into heated kisses as his hand slipped into yours. His free hand tracing small patterns along the smooth, exposed skin of your abdomen. “I have you cornered now. Maybe I should do more than just tickling.”

Originally posted by xehunted

Moon Taeil:

~saranghage temeuneeeee~

- People like to believe he’s super shy -to be fair he does seem shy and all- but honestly I think he just needs a chance to come out of his shell. Like when he’s around you and he can’t look at anything else and he like shines because you’re there and you make him so stupidly happy that he doesn’t know what to do with himself. He’ll talk and be funny, and everyone is like what the hell is wrong with Taeil.

- He doesn’t seem like he is really into being cuddly, but he’ll cuddle and be affectionate when it counts. When there are lulls in time where you and him are alone and he just feels the need to have you close. He’ll kiss your head and tell you he loves you and keep you wrapped in his arms. “I think I forget to say it sonetimes, but I really do love you Y/N. Please don’t forget that.”

- “Can we not talk about it.” “Can we though, I mean…” “Please don’t…” “If your hair honestly got anymore yellow you would have been a rubber duck. Just saying.” “Thanks for that…”

- You would be sitting in the dorms with the rest of NCT and Taeil would just give you this look. You kind of knew it meant, let’s leave. But it held something deeper to it. So without even getting a proper goodbye in to each member, he took your hand and dragged you out of the dorms. By the time you got into your apartment, Taeil’s lips were on yours and you were stumbling to your bedroom. One hand tangling in your hair as his free hand is sliding under your shirt and over the smooth skin of your back. He pulls away just enough to breathe out something. “I couldn’t wait another minute Jagiya. I need you.”

*wow okay that was a lil mean. my bad lmfao 😂😂*

Originally posted by bfjongup

Lee Jaeyoon:

~my god that smile though, also like i need more sexy gifs of him. i had a hard time fam.~

- Cuddly times a bazillion. Will wrap you in hugs from behind. Hold you while you’re trying to speak to someone. Kiss your cheek while you’re on the phone just so you can lose track of what you were saying. Just loves skinship with you and doesn’t really care who sees because “who cares, we’re dating and it’s not like I’m making out with you in front of everyone.”

- Sees you sitting on the couch so he automatically flings himself on top of you. After you groan from the force of his impact, you chuckle and start carding your fingers through his hair. His head settles against your stomach and he hums contentedly. You don’t really speak for a while and eventually you fall asleep together on the couch.

- “Okay so like hear me out though.” “No.” “But why though….” “The last time we danced with just our socks on, you sprained your ankle.” “…. But it was a fun sprain.” “Still no.”

- You woke up to a soft kiss on your forehead. You smiled as your eyes met his warm brown ones. You kissed his cheek before rushing out of the bed. You needed a shower and to hurry, you had work soon. As you were showering though a pair of arms wrapped around your waist as a soft kiss pressed to your neck. You were slightly startled, your nerves fell away soon. “We should share showers more often, Jagiya.”

~yes i went there. you’re welcome.~

Originally posted by saebum

Xu Minghao:

~so “i’m like a bird, not a turkey.” but a turkey is a bird…~

- So like super tame and polite in front of everyone, but then a total dork when you’re around no one. He turns sweet and nice and cute. When in front of people he’s just quiet and let’s everyone talk before him. When you’re alone he’s talking about everything serious and not serious. Gauging your opinions and listening to what you actually have to say. He’s looking into your eyes and really taking in your passion. Boy loves being around you because you bring out the best parts of him.

- You’re sitting and talking about anything and everything. It’s probably like 3 in the morning and you both have work by like 7, but neither of you care because spending time together just talking means more. He watches you talk and listens to everything you say. He loves how passionate you’re getting. Its honestly one of the things he loves/turns him on the most about you. Suddenly he’s brushing the hair away from your face, and his lips are on yours because going any longer without kissing you felt like a nightmare.

- “Can you not.” “But like…” “Just stop.” “I’M LIKE A BIIIIRRRDDDDD NOT A TURKEY.” “ITS NARAGALGE COME ON!”

- You had just gotten into a heated fight. He was yelling, you were yelling. It was hell just then. You didn’t want to even look at him he got you so angry. “Whatever, I’m just gonna leave for now.” You huffed as you made your way to the door. His footsteps sounded behind you as you went to open the door to leave. He pulled you back to him. It was silent as anger seemed to still be radiating off of both of you. But soon your lips were crashing together and you were on the nearest end table that happened to be situated in the hallway. His hands travelling over your skin with feather light touches. “Since when would I let you walk away from me?”

A/N: Thank you guys again for the 1,000 followers. I think I might do another little surprise at 1,500. But we’ll see. I hope you enjoy this. ;) Xxoo ❤❤

anonymous asked:

Even after these leaks, do you still think that Jonsa will be a thing?

I will build my opinion about the direction the show is heading in (shipping included) on what happens in CANON. Nothing that has happened on the show (or in the books for all that matters, when will TWOW finally be released ???) has changed my mind about Jonsa having a very very very good shot at happening and becoming endgame.  

I already talked about this a little bit here. (Skip the first paragraph to skip some existential angst).

Say it with me, everybody: Leaks  ≠ Canon.

As for their accuracy, even if they are factually right (which can only be proven once the episode airs), they are an unconfirmed, super-condensed, purely verbal, out-of-context, biased summary of what (might) happens. They are missing context, what happens before - and how it is shot, what happens after - and how that is shot. They miss all the aspects that make television the medium it is: acting(!), camera-work, musical scores, setting, lighting, editing, the exact dialogue, tone, visual callbacks, framing etc. “Cinema and television” is a language, all these things matter. It has an enormous arsenal of tools and tropes to not only show what happens, but also how the audience is supposed to react to it. GoT isn’t exactly one of the most subtle TV-shows in this perspective. Of course, everything is open to interpretation, but what I’m getting at is this:

Maybe the short paragraphs you can find on reddit have the mere facts right, but they are not enough to actually convey the meaning of those facts. You simply can’t do that. You can’t boil down ~ 60 min of television into two or three lines of text without missing A LOT. 

To make this a bit more clear, let’s look at some actual canon-footage and compare it with some fictional “spoiler” I made up for it. I’m going to use non-shipping material, because everyone will just scream SHIPPING-GOGGLES! DELUSIONAL! if I do otherwise. 

Here’s a correct description of the Battle of the Bastards, which, as little sense as the characters actions and the build-up to this moment made (the north remembers … NOT - still salty about that), was a stunning, beautifully shot piece of television. 

Jon is fighting the Bolton army. They are about to lose, Jon is almost trampled to death by his own men. The Knights of the Vale and Littlefinger save them. Jon defeats Ramsey in one-on-one combat. 

That’s what happened right? I’m not wrong about any of that. This is actually way more detailed than most of the season 7 leaks. But these couple of sentences do not carry any of the emotional weight or accurately portray how these events influence our characters, compared to any single one of this < 5 sec gifs I randomly found on tumblr. 

Originally posted by letthefairyinyoufly

Originally posted by thisis-a-mans-world

Jon facing the bolton cavalry. A stunning visual for how the battle started. Jon fighting against the odds. Even more so, showing how Jon “approaches” it. This isn’t even about survival. He isn’t scared or even desperate. He’s made his peace with what will follow. He’s dead as can be if those mounted knights hit him. He doesn’t look back to see if reinforcement is coming his way. He is focused on what’s in front of him. He simply wants to go out with a bang. Like a stark, with a sword in his hands.

Originally posted by gifsforyoursoul

The chaos that unfolds, once the armies clash. I really wish I could find a gif of the camera following Jon. We follow Jon through this, but he is only a little piece of this. He’s only one man, he doesn’t have the agency to actually affect anything that happens around him. He can only fight his way through and react to what the battle throws at him. 

Originally posted by jonsnownoshow

Jon, covered in blood screaming in agony when killing an enemy soldier. This one moment alone shows better how we should perceive this battle, than any recap ever could. It was bloody, horrible, ugly. Jon doesn’t feel like a “hero” for partaking in it. They won, but this experience does not feel like a “triumph”. 

Originally posted by jonsnownoshow

Jons “rebirth” from blood and death and darkness. Fighting his way back to life after being brought back to life “without his consent”. Telling Melisandre the night before that he doesn’t want to be brought back. Here, he brings himself back instead.  

Originally posted by benihepsevsen

This scene: Jon throwing away his sword, blocking Ramsay’s arrows with a Mormont-shield. (Using that specific prop was not … an accident). 
Ramsay using a weapon that kills from afar. Detaching himself from his enemy. Killing him, before he even comes close enough to harm you. Jon rejecting the only weapon he has. 

Originally posted by gif87a-com

This shit is personal. Beating someone to death with your very own hands is probably the most direct, personal way of killing someone. Compare this to how Jon handled the Night’s Watch brothers, who actually killed him.

Their deaths were framed as an execution, far more than simply “revenge”. Even though Jon had every good reason to hate these men and wanting them to suffer. They even were hanged, not beheaded, removing Jon from the direct act a bit further. He wasn’t primarily guided by lusting after their blood. A bit, sure, understandably, but he stuck with proper execution protocol, allowing them their last words, etc. It was his last action as lord commander. I only want to highlight the difference between these two scenes here. Directly after his death, he was numb, detached. He had given up. 

But this? This is not Jon Snow, the commander of the Stark forces fighting the Lord of House Bolton. This is Jon, just Jon, brutally smashing in the face - the make-up department could have fucked up his face a bit more imo - of the man who took his home, killed his little brother and raped and tortured Sansa. Here he is immensely emotionally involved in everything that happened. So much, that he completely loses control. This change in how he “punishes” people who personally harmed him and those he loves, is important. 

What seems more significant to you? The fact that all this happened (They fought the boltons, almost lost, won by LF & Sansa pulling a Helm’s Deep. Jon defeating Ramsay “one-on-one”) or how all of this happened? What should we talk about? Why should I let something that I haven’t even seen yet influence my views? Why should I allow it to completely dismiss all conclusions I drew from the actual things I saw on screen until now? Why is everyone acting like the leaks have more significance than actual canon? I’m just so tired of this attitude that nothing matters because “in the leaks blah blah”. 

So yes regardless of these spoilers, I still believe that Jonsa has a 99% chance of being a thing. Maybe I’m wrong, sure, unless other people I do not claim to know the future with absolute certainty. But by going from anything that has happened so far and how it was portrayed? I think it’s safe to say that Jonsa is still very much in the game. There are too many deliberate choices, parallels and hints, for it to be a coincidence. Too me, Jonsa just seems like the obvious conclusion all of this is headed towards. If you work under this assumption, so many things that feel out of place, were unnecessary for the plot or even messed up characters storylines, start to make sense. 

Not everyone has to agree with me on that, but I’m not going to change my own interpretation because of a few statements I read on the internet. Maybe I will change it with how the series moves forward, but until then I don’t see any good reason to do so. 

Jonsa is endgame. Fuck the leaks.

anonymous asked:

how do i create characters that feel clearly different from each other, but while still making sense as to why they get along?

Thanks so much for your question, love!  I’m gonna have to clarify on something, but I’ll give you a few different takes to hopefully help you :)

Reading your question, I wasn’t quite sure what to make of the idea of “feeling different from each other,” as that can mean a few different things.  It could be anything from feeling differently about wanting children to disagreeing on the death penalty, and those are two very complex situations.  So you’ll need to identify on what level your characters disagree: situational, moral, or personal.  I covered this very briefly in this post, but I’ll expand here.

  • Situational Conflicts – These conflicts are the easiest on relationship as they’re usually short-term and less personal than other conflicts.  The disagreement arises from a current situation – the two characters may disagree on a course of action or how a problem will play out, putting them at odds with each other.  The more important the issue is (or the more frequently it comes up), the more awkward or even contentious interactions can be.  Discussion, compromise, or altogether ignoring the issue/allowing someone else to make the decision will reduce tension.
  • Moral Conflicts – These conflicts are much harder on a relationship, as they have more to do with the people involved.   This involves beliefs on religion, ethics, politics, etc., and can be spurred by situational conflicts.   Moral disagreements can weed their way into many situations, so they have to be either purposefully avoided/ignored or resolved in order to maintain “normal” interactions.
  • Personal Conflicts – Lastly, the deepest and most difficult conflict in a relationship – personal conflicts, including past hurts, different desires for the relationship, different methods of emotional expression, and so forth.  While these disagreements can be ignored day-to-day, they color how two people see each other, and can prevent further relationship development.  The more emotionally-charged these disagreements are, the easier it is to hurt each other.  Personal conflicts can only be ignored for a short amount of time, and rarely can two people “agree to disagree” on them.

Overall, situational and moral conflicts can reach a point of mutual disagreement without being contentious.  Many people navigate those differences through humor and teasing each other, engaging in respectful (or sometimes heated) debates once in a while, or completely avoiding the topic.  But personal conflicts can only be ignored on the surface.  If your characters disagree on something major, it’ll be difficult to “get along.”

Just remember to have some areas in the characters’ lives where they do connect, so they have something else keeping them talking.  No two people disagree on everything and still want to hang out!

Anyway, that’s all I can give you without more information.  If you need further help, be sure to let us know in the future :)  Thanks again!

- Mod Joanna ♥️

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How Versailles Did “Arranged Marriage with someone of the opposite sexuality” Right

  My I guess you’d call it meta? on Versailles is getting really cool responses (wow thank you guys I didn’t actually think anyone would read them lol) so here’s another one I’ve been thinking about. 

Let me preface this by saying I love “The Magicians”. I’ve loved the books since they came out, I think the idea of a realistic take on Harry Potter/Narnia is brilliant. I think it’s a wake up call to all of us who have dreamed about having magical powers/going to a mythical land because it’s a series about what that would actually be like for your average millennial. It could be awesome but also suck balls. I think the characters are interesting, the writing is both witty and grounded yet doesn’t stay away from campyness and the Les Mis sequence is one of my favorite things I have ever seen on TV. 

 However, I find what they did to Eliot Waugh questionable  and borderline extremely offensive.  For those of you who are reading this and do not watch the show, Eliot is an openly gay young man who studied theater at SUNY Purchase and is a Magician. He  actually reminds me a lot of Philippe (damn that crossover would be amazing),  very sarcastic, very troubled, yet a truly good  person. He  becomes the High King of this mystical land called Fillory and so he and his friends can get a blade to kill this evil being called the Beast, he needs to marry the daughter of the blacksmith who made the blade. Which is made infinitely more complicated because in Fillory marriages are forever and he cannot physically have sex with anyone else except his wife ever again.  This is kind of a huge problem being that he’s gay.  Now you’d think that for such a progressive show they would find a way to make this not as awful as it sounds. Yeah no, they even go so far as to imply that he’s falling in love with her and his sexuality for about most of season 2 is erased or retconned to be Bi (nothing wrong with that but he was created as a gay character). That’s not good. Also Fen, the girl he marries, is kind of annoying. She’s desperate to get him to fall in love with her in the beginning and is honestly mystified as to why he seems reluctant to sleep with her. She wants him to love her and doesn’t grasp the fact that he’s gay. Anyway this is made all sorts of awkward, they are trying to fix it by also giving him a ‘husband’ because in this fictional land you can have one of each! Still…it’s awkward. 

  Back to Versailles. There were some people when Liselotte was introduced that thought she was going to be THAT girl, the girl that gets in the way of the OTP. One person on twitter even called her a “blonde cow” (do NOT get me started on that…that was beyond disgusting). Now knowing history, I knew that was not going to happen, those two are together until death do them part (quite literally look it up it’s sad but doesn’t happen for a long time don’t worry everybody!). Yet having experienced The Magicians, I was a teeny bit hesitant as to how this whole thing would be handled as Philippe did have children with Liselotte. How would Liselotte come off? Would she come off as clingy or not understanding of the realities of the situation? 

I was SO impressed by the writing of her character, the writing of their situation, and the resolution between Liselotte, The Chevalier and Philippe. I really didn’t want a freaking love triangle of awfulness to last an entire season, especially when Liselotte was such an amazing character. I think that it was genius that they made her someone most people can identify with and even aspire to be. She’s fun, she’s down to earth, she’s courageous, she’s blunt and she’s a damn good person. She walked in fully knowing that Philippe had a boyfriend and though I know she was probably disappointed to realize that he was not attracted to her whatsoever and physically never would be, she came up with a solution that ultimately got her what she wanted (aka kids so she didn’t get kicked out of Versailles and sent home in shame) and  was a great influence on both Philippes. She had the right idea all along, that this whole mess would work better if the three of them could stop fighting and if the Chevalier would just calm the fuck down and realize she didn’t want to take his place. I love the scene between her and the Chevalier, I think it’s an eye opener for both of them. She comes into things with a very business-like  mindset…and he gives it to her straight, that this isn’t about just sharing a bed or sex, it’s about love and that his heart is broken. His monologue to her is heartbreaking. And I think she kind of knocks some sense into him very gently when she says that the reason he’s acting like this is because he’s terrified and that Philippe loves him but he’s going to lose that love.

   The writers made her important to both men, and I think, at the end when she realizes that she’s in a fucked up situation where her brother in law actually had most of her family killed, at the very least she knows she has two people who she can count on.  Philippe loves her, maybe not physically but definitely loves her as a person. The Chevalier knows she’d never hurt either of them, and that she wants nothing more than to make all of them happy so he has someone to talk to as well. I think the fact that Philippe basically tells both of them that should anything happen to him (IT WON’T) that the Chevalier will marry her and raise their kids says it all.  And the last scene where they are both watching Philippe leave and Liselotte clutches an obviously distraught Chevalier’s hand, you see Philippe smile knowing the two people he loves are going to be ok. And then the final scene of the season, which I assume is some time later, you see the two  of them again together and it’s clear that they are both leaning on each other for friendship and support while Philippe is away. I think the progression from all three fighting  to working together  and ultimately love is so different, and such a breath of fresh air and also shows just how awesome a person Liselotte is. She’s a bit disappointed, but she’s a damn fine human and she wants the people she cares about to be happy. She becomes sort of the missing ingredient to making those two work, the one who will knock some sense into either one of them when Philippe gets too moody or the Chevalier gets too possessive and I hope they’ll get her to also have more fun and embrace the ridiculousness of it all. Yay great character arcs for everyone!

Also SO happy they made it clear that Philippe is pretty exclusively gay and does have trouble having sex with a woman since he is not attracted to women. He doesn’t just magically perform cause ‘welp now I have to’. That was amazing. 

TLDR: Liselotte is a gift of a character, Versailles stayed away from the stupid love triangle trope, and gave us a pretty polyamorous marriage that is respectful,loving, and not uncomfortable.