some random story of my life

Dungeon Master Apps

Dragon + is great for updates to current content, it is a endless well of information that should spark anyone’s creativity. It’s all around a great publication.

RPG Sounds: Fantasy is awesome for atmosphere and an alternative to the YouTube which plays adds, or constantly has you searching for a new song to play.

Trello connects to both your phone and computer and is a great alternative to physical note cards. My favorite for session prep.

Story Cubes always pull me out of writers block. Some of my favorite game moments came from a random roll of these die.

Time Tree my least favorite side of D&D is organizing the best time for everyone to play. This app allows all the players to upload their schedules and makes life so much easier.

Can anyone recommend any other apps that make DMing easier and more fun?

I once stalked my boyfriends ex on social media for like 7 months and I was feeding info back to him like “omg she had a baby” and one day I showed him a photo of her with the baby and he was like erm babe that’s not my ex… It turned out I had been stalking some random girl with the same name as his ex, but I had become so invested in this girls life that I had to reach out to her and tell her this bizarre story about how I’d been accidentally stalking her for 7 months and she thought it was hilarious and anyways that’s the story of how I met my best friend.

Fanfiction rant

My parents never liked my reading fanfiction and actively attempted to stop me. Me, being a rebellious teen at the time, obviously found ways round this.


Point is, one of my parents arguments was how much time I spent reading the /quote/ “stupid things” (excuse me?! But true😂) and I wasn’t learning anything (yeah riiiiiiight)


Do you know how many things I’ve learnt from fanfiction??


From Court cases, to latin, to basic first aid, to extensive knowledge on pressure points and how to use them when torturing (oops 😂). And honestly, those are just the ones I can think of the top of my head.


I’ve learnt soooo much knowledge from fanfiction that I constantly practice in my daily life, I wouldn’t be anywhere without it.


Point is, fanfiction is actually, despite the evidence against it (sleep deprivation, reading stories totally not for your age cuz let’s be honest, none of us paid attention to those 18+ warnings😂), really good for you and educational.


Praise the writers, cuz in maybe 50 yrs time, your gonna remember some random fanfiction fact and it’s gonna save your life.


Its proven true so far in my (short) life.

Dirty Laundry

Pairing: Y/N/College!Badboy!Ashton

Rating: NC-All

Request: No

Words: 6.000+

Summary: Y/N has freshly started college and safe to say struggles living on her own. She doesn’t know how to wash her own clothes so she seeks hide at the laundry community room in the late hours not expecting someone else to be there as well. 

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{PART 15} I Won’t Stop You // Jeon Jungkook, Vampire!AU

Originally posted by jengkook

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Vampire!AU, Fantasy, Angst, Smut

Summary; Jungkook decides to unleash the truth that he has kept locked inside his Pandora’s box. But you open up to him first; revealing something far worse than anything Jungkook could have ever imagined.

I update this series every Tuesday evening, 9pm-10pm (UK Time)

{Part 1} //{Part 14} {Part 15} {Part 16}

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anonymous asked:

How would the assassin's (plus Shay and Elise) use snapchat?

Desmond: He’s on snapchat way too much. Literally he has a ridiculous snapscore, and he responds immediate. Like Des, I love you but get a life. (Like my joke? It’s funny because he’s dead)

Altair: He does not like/use snapchat.

Ezio: StReAkS aNd NuDeS.

Connor: He uses it for the stories. If he gets a snap from someone he usually leaves it unopend for a week, or he replies with a text. C'mon you pure cinnamon roll you, some people just wanna start streaks.

Edward: He usually sends random pictures of him making multiple chins and a goofy grin, or nudes, either or. He doesn’t reply instantly and doesn’t leave you unopened for days. “The snapchat god.”

Shay: He doesn’t really use his snapchat. His longest streak way 3 days.

Arno: The fucking pure cinnamon roll who uses the filters. #saveArnoDorian2017.

Élise: She has like 50 long ass streaks with people, and half of them she fucking hates. She just snaps them for their drama. #goals #petty #honestly me.

Jacob: MeMeS aNd NuDeS.

Evie & Aveline: They both usually just sends a “gm,” “s/r,” or a “gn” to keep their streaks. If they loses them they doesn’t really care.

>be me

>about 13 years old

>basically naivete incarnate still

>just discovered the world of fanfiction.net

>have an account and a few stories posted so far

>currently working on a fanfic of Spirited Away

>get a comment one day

>commenter asks if I can put lemons in my story

>I think it’s an odd request but will do anything to please a fan

>write the next chapter acknowledging the lemon request and say that the chapter WILL CONTAIN LEMONS

>about halfway through the chapter I wrote a giant duck running past the protagonist with an armful of lemons

>duck says “MY lemons” then runs off

>feel pleased with myself at having granted my fan’s request

>years later I find out there’s another meaning for lemon in the fanfic world

>lemons are sex scenes

>my commenter was asking me to put a sex scene in my story

>at 13 years old I unintentionally trolled the shit out of some random person

>whoops

Movie Clichés

Summary: I’m a realist who looks down on movie cliches. Bucky is an optimist who believes in true love. What happens when we make a checklist movie clichés and try to complete all of them in one week? (Modern-Day Alternate Universe)

Author’s Note: I felt like this fanfic was a little too specific to be a general reader, so I wrote it in first-person. I hope you guys like it. Let me know if I should do a part two.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Words: 1,122

Originally posted by vibraniumdoll

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So I work in a small soccer store located next to a recreational marijuana store and this just happened:

I’m helping a family decide on cleats for their 6 year old when a man walks in. Now this was not an ordinary man. No in fact I would categorize him as very out of the ordinary. Now we’ll just call this man Rasta Steve on account of everything he was wearing being a Rastafarian pattern and for the fact that he had the longest, darkest dreadlocks I had ever seen… Which was an interesting choice when contrasted to his pale almost sheet white skin. Now Rasta Steve is clearly high when he stumbles in and I know this not only because he reeked of weed, but by the fact that he is carrying the BIGGEST BONG I HAVE EVER SEEN! Not only was this a dead give away to his current state of mind, but this motherfucker still had weed burning in the bowl. Now that the scene is set, what happened next was something I’ll never forget. So he stumbles in, bong still emitting ganj smoke, while the family and I just stare in awe at what we’re seeing. Without looking around he walks up to the counter and I shit you not says,

“Ayyy brotha man, great day out right? Can you give me an ounce of Alaskan Thunderfuck?”

At this point it suddenly dawns on me that, holy shit he’s so high he thinks he’s in the pot shop.
Before I can answer though he notices the shocked family that is staring at him and says,

“Woahh you can let kids in here now? I’m all about the good healing herb, but that’s a little irresponsible isn’t it man?”

He then looks at the 6 year old boy who seems like he doesn’t know what to make of this man and says,

“Stay in school lil bro. Homework now, weed can wait.”

After this exchange we can suddenly see something dawn on Rasta Steve’s face. The realization that, no this is not an establishment to buy marijuana, but in fact a family soccer store. He then yells,

“Oh goddammit? Again? Are you serious Steve?!”

Then with a sudden burst of speed that no one expected he did a quick U-turn, spilled some bong water on the carpet and rushed out the door. And as quickly as he’d stumbled into my life, he was gone. Now I’m not sure if that was just a random guy who was stoned out of his mind or if it was an angel, but one thing’s for sure I’ll never forget Rasta Steve.

The Elvebakken case:

Trigger warning for mentions of suicide.****

Ten days ago, we only knew that “something” happened in Elvebakken that made Even look like this:

And the balloon squad like this:

Then, in the middle of a super romantic evening with Sana, Yousef tells the story. I’m not gonna repeat it, we all know what it is and it upsets a lot of people.What matters is that, Yousef says “Even tried to kiss Mikael and you know how religious he is so he completely flipped out and was out of it for days.”

Here’s the thing. I don’t think that story is true. So many smarter and better theorizers in the fandom ( @monstermonstre​ and @skamfairy​ ) have pointed this out already: “but the story seems to be missing a lot of pieces.”

Here is a list of things that don’t add up:

1. Mikael is very religious but he drinks and smokes and seems to have no problem hooking up with others.

2.His expression when he brings up Even

Here’s the deal. Imagine you have a best friend. A friend who you hang out with enough for him to be a part of your “Bakkoush daycare hangouts!” and has tried Mama Bakkoush’s cooking enough times to miss it. Someone you, yourself called your “best buddy Even”. Now imagine you are a Muslim who isn’t gay and this friend kisses you and you get really awkward so you avoid him for a while. Then this friend ends up trying to kill himself after all this.

What would you do? Because if Yousef and Sana know, then Mikael definitely knew about that too. And it’s more than logical to assume that even if he was bothered by the kiss, he’d still feel deeply touched by what happened to Even and yet he randomly brings up Even in a game of SMS Roulette and this is his face:

To me, he seems pretty relaxed(1) about the whole thing. To me Mikael looks like a guilt free person(2). He is not that affected by this whole turn of events. Then Mutta tries to tell the viewers who Even is(3). And Mikael says “it’s not important”(4)and then looks over at Yousef (5).This is his face after the video is cut (6):

He looks relax. He seems to be over whatever momentary awkwardness he must have felt.

So here’s the thing, if Mikael is really as religious as Yousef says, then he should be compassionate and kind and loving towards humans and all those in need. But for some reason, he doesn’t have a strong reaction about his bff’s tragic backstory.You know who does, though?!

3.It’s too obvious! Ever since I’ve joined this fandom I have seen numerous posts and headcanons and crack stories about how “Mikeal: the former man of my life.” Was not a random joke and Even was serious and there was definitely something there!

And if I’ve learned one thing from watching Skam, it’s the fact that Julie surprises the hell out of the viewers! How many theories did we have about what is wrong with Yousana and why it’s suspicious? Maybe over fifty theories!Between millions of viewers worldwide! And only three or four people guessed it might be that Yousef is not a Muslim.

So the fact that 80% of this fandom had already guessed at Mikeal/Even before we even knew Mikael would return for s4, is indication enough that this plot is too easy to just be it. You can argue that it’s a subplot so it doesn’t have to be that complex and that’s fair. But bear with me…

4.Stereotype much?!

Of course Even kissed Mikael! Of course he cheated on Sonja! Of course he is a serial cheater! Everyone just can’t wait to point out what a terrible boyfriend Even is (”Here is 180 reasons why!”) so this whole plot plays way too well into that. I know there’s enough logical reasons to disqualify these accusations, but I’m assuming “haters are gonna hate” anyway.

5.We’re gonna find Mikael a job!

I didn’t read much into that video when I first watched it. Looking back at it now, knowing the theory that I have now (which I haven’t shared yet *grimace*) It makes more sense to me. They’re trying to find an agency for Mikael’s character. Then Yousef takes him aside and they talk privately. Eventually they reach the destination, Mikael is ready to take his role. He returns then with an unnecessary delay and claims “he’s at the wrong place.” Mikael who seemed to be the right candidate for a job/role returns and tells us he was wrong.

I may be reaching but it could be a clue into how Mikael is the one who takes up a role…like saying Even tried to kiss him!… but he’s wrong for the role…say… he might not have been the person Even kissed!

To sum it up, it feels like this story is a cover up. Whatever happened at Elvebakken, we are missing big chunks of it and some things that we have heard may have been manipulated versions of what actually happened.

I could be wrong, but seeing the fight in the last clip, seeing how everyone involved took it all in, gives me the feeling that we are not seeing a genuine version of what happened.

This is one part of a three part theory! 

Hvem er Yousef?

The proposal that wasn’t -  Prince!Dean x Maid!Reader

Characters: Dean Winchester, (Y/N), Sam Winchester (mentioned), Castiel, Mary Winchester (mentioned), John Winchester (mentioned), Lisa Braeden (mentioned)

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Warnings: Fluff I guess, nothing too much I think

Reader gender: Neutral

Summary: Prince Dean needs (Y/N)’s help with his proposal speech for Lisa Braeden

Word count: 1145

AN: -

Originally posted by frozen-delight

It was a beautiful day, you had to admit. The sun was shining brightly and there were little to no clouds in the sky. It was warm and maybe a bit too hot to work in the garden, yet that’s exactly where you were. In the garden of the royal family between the roses and trees and other plants. You were watering the flowers and trees, secretly wishing it was you who got some water over your head.

“(Y/N)?” A more than familiar voice called out. Soon your eyes met the bright blue ones. They seemed even more ocean blue in the sun light. “(Y/N), I was send to say that your royal highness wants to talk to you.” Castiel said in his low, monotone voice while he send you the smallest smile.

“Which royal highness, Cas? Prince Dean, prince Sam, king John or queen Mary?” You asked him with the same smile on your lips.

“Prince Dean, he needs your help. That’s what he told me at least.” Cas replied. He took the water can from your hands. You gave him a nod and thanked him before you walked quickly towards the prince’s chambers.

“Your majesty?” You asked softly while you knocked on the door of prince Dean. He opened it, wearing nothing but his pants. Your eyes widened when you saw him and you looked away, knowing it wasn’t respectful to look at the half naked prince. “You needed my help?” You mumbled with your eyes casted to the ground. Of course, he knew what effect he had on you, it was more than clear due to your reddening cheeks. “You can look, (Y/N),” He chuckled and looked around before bringing you into his room. “And that is right indeed, I needed your help,” he admitted. You carefully looked up and nodded slowly, “With what can I help, your majesty?” You asked him, receiving a small smirk from Dean. His green eyes seemed to inspect your (E/C) ones as if he seeked out your soul. “I told you, (Y/N), It’s Dean when we’re alone.” He stated and cupped your cheek with one hand. All too soon he pulled away again and walked towards his closet. He grabbed a few files with pictures and descriptions of different women. That’s right, prince Dean was forced to marry one of those women and he seemed content with it. “You’re a girl, you know what other girls might like,” He began explaining while looking through the files and soon he pulled one form out of it. A beautiful dark haired girl was on the picture and she seemed like a sweet woman, “This is Lisa Braeden, she is the one I’m going to marry,” Dean said and handed you the file, “I was just wondering, what is the best way to ask a girl to marry me, I’ve been thinking and if you don’t mind.. Can I practice on you? Maybe you can give me some tips or correct me or something.” Your cheeks reddened a bit more and you nodded, “Of course your- Dean, Of course Dean.” You said, quickly correcting yourself and taking a deep breath while glancing at the form of what apparantly was Lisa Braeden. The next thing you knew was Dean kneeling down in front of you and pulling out the most beautiful ring. It took everything of you to not smile in happiness, it wasn’t for you after all and it broke your heart.

“My dearest (Y/N),” He began, smiling softly, “You’re the most amazing woman I’ve ever met. From inside and out. You make me the happiest man in the universe and I couldn’t imagine a life without you. So, as you probably guessed, I wanted to ask you if you wanted to do me the honor of becoming my wife?” He asked and you swear, it felt so real. So unbelievably real. I closed your eyes for a few seconds before you spoke, trying to joke a bit, “It’s really sweet, but don’t call her (Y/N), I know we’re practising but don’t call her (Y/N).” You menaged to force out a small chuckle while Dean stood up and kept smiling, “I won’t call Lisa (Y/N), I promise, but what is your answer?” he asked you and raised his eyebrows curiously and a bit nervous if he were to be honest. “I’d say yes but-“ “Good,” Dean interrupted and put the ring on your finger, chuckling softly at your shocked face. Your eyes were wide and you were staring at the beautiful ring on your finger, “Dean.. What are you-“ And yet again he interrupted you, “I love you, (Y/N),” He said while cupping your face to look you in the eye, “More than anything, Lisa means nothing to me, but my parents, well.. My father wants me to marry her.” He explained and sighed, kissing your nose, “My heart belongs to you, as cheesy as it may sound, I’ve always wanted it to be you.” He muttered while putting his forehead against yours. “My mother approved the idea of me asking you to marry me.. And even marry you without my father knowing,” You were too shocked to say anything, your hands flat on his chest, ready to push him away if that were necessary, “Dean.. I’d love to, I love you too, but.. What about the kingdom? Doesn’t that come first?” “My mom said she would take care of it, she is busy making you legally a princess. See, she’s been doing research about your family and it appears your family is from a royal bloodline. Your parents were driven away from your country where they were king and queen. They became citizens in our kindom while someone else took the throne in your original country.” Dean explained and lowered his hands to wrap his arms around your waist, “It’ll be sort out by the time we’re married, I promise you.” He added before he lowered his lips to yours and kissed you passionately. The kiss contained loads of love and even more chemistry. The typical fireworks were being fired and the butterflies were buzzing in your stomach. Too soon you pulled away, your eyes still closed, “But.. Dean-“ “No, sweetheart, I love you, you’re going to be my wife, end of story.” He laughed and hugged you, “I love you so much,” he whispered in your hair.

Your journey started there. The day he married you, he father approved too. You turned out to be the princess he was talking about and you lived a happy life. When John died, Dean followed his father’s footsteps. Though he didn’t force his first born son to marry some random girl, he wanted his kids to grow up with happiness, love. It was the perfect life. And you and Dean Winchester lived that life.

random snippets of a revival au where rory and logan are married (pt. 4 of ?): in which rory freaks out to lorelai about mitchum like it’s 2006, and has some serious work and life angst. (i hereby deem this section the beginning of me reworking rory’s central arc in the revival in order to heal my rory gilmore-loving heart.)

you can also find the whole story here on AO3.

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You have to understand that some people are just not meant to stay in your life forever. It’s not that you didn’t love them, you did but they were only meant to be a bridge to the next chapter of your life, a friend or a lesson to change you for better or worse. Don’t hold onto them just because they helped you at some point in your life but on the other hand the relationship is not the same anymore. You don’t have to be with someone just because you once loved them, feelings change and so does people. Don’t let your guilty conscious fool you, let go.
Future Together (Joshua Soulmate AU)

Pairing: Joshua x Reader

Type: Soulmate AU

Originally posted by visual-17


You and your soulmate are connected by precognition - when you first touch your soulmate, you see your future together…


  • When you were little, your parents would tell you stories of how soulmates met, some by tattoos, some by timers, and many other random matches
  • your favorite was always the ones where the soulmates met by seeing their future together
  • The idea of seeing your life together with someone had always been your favorite because it sounded so romantic and it totally is
  • you had always hoped that that was how you met your soulmate, but you knew that you would be happy either way
  • you woke up with a craving for coffee, so you decided to go out to the cafe by your dorm and get some
  • you walked in and ordered your usual Americano sorry if you dont drink Americanos but it fits with the storyline trust me
  • you sat down in one of the comfy chairs to wait for your drink the bell on the door chimed again, signaling someone was walking in
  • you looked and saw a very cute boy about your age walk in. He looked soft and warm, like something straight out of a romance novel almost
  • you didn’t know if he was your soulmate, but you could feel your heart speed up just looking at him
  • you tore your gaze away, feeling your face heat up as the boy ordered before walking over to an empty booth across the room
  • you both waited silently away from each other, but every now and again you would try and steal glances at him without him knowing
  • little did you know that he had been doing the exact same with you since he walked in the door
  • a little while later, you heard the barista call out for an Americano, so you stood up to go and collect your drink
  • however, as soon as you reached for it, your hand brushed with another persons: the boy who came in after you
  • suddenly, images started flashing in your mind: everything from dates, to meeting families, first argument, to growing old together, everything that would happen in your future
  • you snapped back into reality, still touching hands with the boy
  • you both pulled away with shy smiles before he offered that you take the drink since you were there before him
  • you smiled and took the drink, giving it a quick sip before the barista came out with his
  • “well, I guess since we are soulmates we should introduce ourselves. I’m (Y/N)” you offered out your hand for him to shake
  • “Jisoo, but everyone calls me Joshua,” he returned your handshake, and once again your heart began to speed up
  • “its nice to meet you, Joshua” you let go of his hand and continued to sip on your coffee
  • “would you like to go on a walk with me? It’s a nice day out and I’d really like to get to know you more - if that’s ok with you of course, you don’t have to if you don’t want to-” he started to ramble
  • you put your hand on his arm gently “I would love to”
  • you both smiled, with pink tinted cheeks as you took his arm
  • you walked out of the cafe that day with more than just coffee, you walked out with a future together

Monthly Reads | April 2017

❤ THANK YOU TO ALL WRITERS FOR YOUR HARD WORK AND FOR SHARING YOUR STORIES! ❤
Special mention⭐ & Top 5 + 10 more stories under the cut:


1000 Feelings For Which There Are No Names Prompt Challenge

This is a prompt challenge @suddenclarityharry had the inspiration for after reading some of the feelings described in the book 1000 Feelings For Which There Are No Names. Participants pick a random number between 1 and 1000 and have to use the feeling described to write a short fic in a week’s time!
Authors: a-writerwrites, letsjustsee, becomeawendybird, londonfoginacup, icanhazzalou, allwaswell16, phd-mama, flamboyantommo, jaerie, iflovewereall, all-these-larrythings
Week One  | Week Two | Week Three - posted tomorrow!


The Afterlife Fic (The Best I Ever Had in My Entire Life… Or Death)
 

by LovingCup | Afterlife | 490k

AU- After dying in an accident, Louis Tomlinson arrives in the Afterlife. Not Heaven and not Hell, Louis finds himself in Judgment City UK: a pristine city where the food and entertainment are divine and the newly departed must undergo a Review of their life on Earth to determine if they have lived a life worthy of advancement in the universe, or if they must be returned to Earth to be born again in a new body. On his first full day in the Afterlife, Louis meets Harry Styles, and the two have an instant connection. Over the course of their Reviews, they fall in love and begin to find that even though they didn’t know each other on Earth, they are nonetheless linked to one another in perfect ways. Both are hoping to move ahead in the universe together, but they are challenged with the threat of separation if one or both of them is sent back to Earth to be born again.

It Comes and Goes in Waves/It Always Does

by roaroftheninth | World War II | post war | 50k

“He says that he’s grateful for that ending, because he always wanted to imagine it like that and you were always a better storyteller than he was. But that’s not the ending that should be published, because it’s not the truth.”

Summary: It is 1953; Louis makes that nine years since they won the war (eight if you count the Americans, which he never does). His first novel, a best-seller set during wartime, is due for a sequel - but Louis doesn’t want to face the ending.

Run away home

by hattalove for 1D Big Bang: Round Four | friends to lovers | horse racing | slow burn | injury recovery| 106k

Louis stands, in the middle of a clearing with his hands in his pockets, and stares. This boy—God, this gorgeous, gorgeous boy. He seems so clumsy, confused at the best of times, but there’s a wisdom about him as he speaks, a maturity that belies his age.
Louis is hopelessly, wildly attracted to him.


or, louis is a successful jockey down on his luck, struggling to get his life back on track after an injury. harry has a horse, a house fit for a prince, and a broken heart.
it takes them a while to figure out that they need each other.

Wholehearted

by TheMagicWord | famous/non famous | Coming Out | implied/referenced homophobia | 77k

AU. When superstar singer and winner of The Voice Louis Tomlinson tweets “Nothing worse than waking up with no milk for a cuppa !! Gutted” he doesn’t expect someone to bring him some. And he really doesn’t expect that someone to have bright green eyes, long curly hair, and (fucking) dimples.

Safe And Sound (You’ll Always Be)

by Rearviewdreamer | Famous/Non Famous | Bodyguard!Harry | 58k

When a failed case and a guilty conscience leaves Harry more than a little lost, his boss presents him with a new, less taxing assignment to help him cope. An escape from all the madness is just what Harry needs to get his life back on track. It’s just too bad his new client has a grin like the devil, a pair of electric eyes that Harry simply can’t get over, and no intention whatsoever of letting him catch a break.

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Okay, as promised: Etta Candy.

So. Listen. I know that Marston was a million years ago and the dude was basically a crackfic factory with a lot of weird and unproductive ideas about gender and BDSM but he is still the progressive and inspired genius who created Diana and if your Wonder Woman has nothing in common with his it is not a good Wonder Woman. And here is a major thing about Marston’s Wonder Woman: Etta Candy was her Robin.

Now admittedly this is something that was erased really thoroughly by ten minutes into the Silver Age and has remained basically abandoned ever since, largely in favor of making Steve way the fuck more central than he was ever meant to be, because it was and is ~just~ tolerable to have a female hero if you make her life entirely about romance, but God fucking forbid you let more than one woman be important to the story at once. So I can understand that most people aren’t really aware of it. But under Marston’s pen, Steve was not part of Diana’s inner circle. Etta was. Etta came to Paradise Island with Diana, Etta met Diana’s mother and participated in her culture, Etta helped Diana preserve her secret identity from Steve, Etta and her crowd of sorority hooligans were the ones Diana went to first thing when she needed help with a villain or to get someone to guard her comatose body while she astrally projected herself to another world. Etta was Diana’s sidekick. Steve was a major character, yes, and often helped to move the plot, but he was ultimately far less intimate with Diana than any of the women in her life; he was kept constantly in the dark, spent most of his time as an affable damsel in distress, and existed primarily to teach boys that a man looking up to and relying on a woman was totally manly and acceptable, not to be anything remotely approaching Diana’s equal or partner. To the extent that Marston’s Wonder Woman had a partner at all, that was Etta’s job.

And while the romance with Steve is a perpetual stone in my shoe in post-Marston adaptations of Wondy, the continual aggressive use of him as story-consuming male lead and central figure around whom Diana’s life revolves while Etta is lucky to even exist is really the part that’s just fucking rage-inducing. To imagine Steve as Diana’s closest Man’s World relationship and just shove Etta in a corner is to put Commissioner Gordon in tights and a cape alongside Batman and turn Dick Grayson into some random clerk at the police station who gets four lines and a first name only, and yet it happens all the goddamn time.

And you know, writers who understand Wonder Woman’s feminist center do try to ameliorate the fact that Etta got dropped off a cliff the minute Marston left the book. We do get other women (about one per new author in fact), plus Hippolyta when she’s not being crazy, and for a few nice decades there Steve just kind of fell off the same cliff as Etta, which isn’t great but is still better than making him more important than Diana’s family or the few female friends she occasionally manages to be allowed to have. And since those are the decades the film draws from most strongly, the fact that movie!Steve is the deuteragonist and Etta is a trivial tertiary character who barely interacts with Diana at all is all the more blatant a deviation and all the more blatantly wrong.

And she wasn’t even a bad Etta, really. She’s short and (Hollywood) fat and mostly cheerful - she lacks the proper joie de vivre in favor of a sort of upbeat snark, but she projects a very can-do roll-with-the-punches sort of attitude that I don’t think is a terrible translation - and she’s apparently extremely competent, to the point of casual field promotion to spy handler in a crisis. She’s the most visibly, verbally feminist character in the movie, actually (which is a painfully low bar to drag your feet grudgingly over but at least someone for one half second in this story about a historic feminist icon glancingly acknowledged that maybe women haven’t always been treated 100% fairly in non-Themysciran society). And despite having, as far as we know, absolutely zero combat training, she baldly stalls out a German spy with a sword she held for the first time all of five minutes prior, which is the most Etta fucking Candy thing I have seen since she was a nineteen-year-old in Beeta Lambda. (Note to whoever was responsible for the finished screenplay: that scene would be a perfect fit for a “humans have more worth than they at first appear” sort of flashback, just saying.)

But like. All the points they get for that? They toss about a third of them back when they make her an adjunct to Steve instead of to Diana who has no relationship with any other women onscreen and zero agency in the plot, and another third when they make her impatient with/snippy about Diana’s naiveté while Steve is of course patient and charmed. I mean at least she and Diana don’t get in a shitty little sexist catfight thing like in the DTV animated thing, but if that’s the highest standard we’re trying to beat, why even bother.

heaven | jimin

Originally posted by jiyoongis

pairing: jimin x reader

genre: angst, fluff smut in future parts

word count: 500 (short because this is just a prologue!)

description: when you were younger your mother would read you a story about two lovers who loved each other in each and every life, then you met Jimin. 


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SORRY I HAVE TO GO OFF ON THIS POST SOME MORE. BUT. THIS SPECIFIC THING JUST MAKES ME SO ANGRY 

LONG POST I’M SORRY

a similar thing happened to me when, in high school, i came out as a “confused” lesbian, i.e. i didn’t “really” know if i was gay or bi. all the sudden, every guy that had ever treated me like shit (i’ll say “they”, i’m talking about a group of different guys, their names run together because this happened pretty much every time i came out, because like most gay people, i’ve come up multiple times, and between the ages of 14 and 18 it was always a big deal and always ended up like this. much less so now that i’m in college.), had these genuine feelings for me and wanted to treat me the way “only they knew i had always deserved” and show me that i just needed “a boy like them who had always been there for me” and shit like that. all the sudden they were ready to be #1 Best Boyfriend Of All Time. like, where was that when i was trying to pass as straight? they didn’t have a change of heart. none of them actually wanted to date me. some of them had girlfriends at the time (who were ironically my own friends, one of whom was my fucken…..sister. 👀) they made sure to never actually say they wanted to be my boyfriend, because they didn’t, they just wanted me to continue feeling confused about them.

they were just upset that there was a POSSIBILITY that i would figure out that i really was gay (read: i was, but unfortunately, their manipulation was working, so for about a year i said i was bi. that’s not to say that all bisexual teenagers are just confused or lying! but in my case, i was both. some of yall might even have been following me at that point! yikes. now you know.)

i didn’t realize what was going on until my “friend” had me breaking down in tears during class one day because he was prodding me about relationships, and i was so conflicted about my “feelings” for him that had been eating away at me for probably a year and a half, and i thought to myself, i’m about to make his day and tell him that i just had an epiphany that from now on, this girl only loves girl pussy!!!!! (and anything else a girl might have, this girl does NOT love transphobia). (also, lmao, that’s not the story of how i realized i was gay, i realized that when i was exactly 7 years old standing in the hallway to my moms bedroom but that’s another funny story. this was the story of how i stopped denying it because of homophobic, rapey assholes who tried to intimidate me into being straight.)

MORE THAN ONE boy man (this continued after high school) that i had, in their words “led on” (read: either projected my feelings onto as a closeted teenage lesbian, or was just nice to in general as a friendly person), resorted to STALKING ME UNTIL I WAS IN COLLEGE. also some of my friends, some of whom had it worse, most of whom would come out as lgbt in the next few years. funny how that works out :(. (by funny i mean sad and absolutely 100% related: i hate the myth that lesbians and trans girls don’t get sexually harassed by straight guys; we absolutely do, often times way more, and at a way younger age. but that’s a rant for a different day.)

“okay but this guy clearly had good intentions”. first of all, most of those guys i just mentioned, had good intentions. while one of them sticks out in my mind: he was also my best friend, and didn’t realize what he was doing. he wanted to control me, sure, but he wanted to control me because he thought i was making a mistake, that he knew what was best for me. our relationship, even if it was technically just friendship with weird sexual tension, ended up being toxic and abusive because of that. in his mind he was looking out for me, but really, he made me confused and insecure for years. another one, who we will call Such A Sweet Boy, ended up doing terrible things to multiple girls because he was just Such A Sweet Boy and he didn’t realize what he was doing, and nobody could believe Such A Sweet Boy could do anything wrong.

so if you are a guy reading this and you have good intentions, but you’re in the same (or similar) situation as the first guy in op’s post, ask your self what has really changed here? why the sudden heartbreak? was it because you really changed? or was it because, you realized she will no longer be available to you,at least, available in your mind, regardless of whether or not she ever actually was? 

another good, and weird, example was a guy who i played with in a community ensemble for a few years. when i told him i was moving away for college, he got ridiculously angry with me, like, how could i betray him like this? what about everything we had?  he said it wasn’t fair for me to do this to him, and that i had to stay in my home town, and that it was time for me to decide if i was going to prioritize my career over him, and if so, that “said a lot about me”. keep in mind that to me he was just this guy that i knew from our community ensemble. and that i was openly gay. (the story gets weirder but again that is a post for another day.) IRONICALLY, he wasn’t the only guy who told me i was “betraying him” for “choosing” college “over” him. 

dudes, i know that heartbreak and romantic feelings can be really confusing. and i know that sometimes it HURTS, or you’re just NOT SURE WHAT TO DO, and that you might not be the most socially adept person. like, i’m awkward as hell, i get it, i don’t always understand social conventions either. and you’re probably thinking to yourself “how did these guys not realize how transparently possessive they were being? that’s terrible!” but PLEASE, if you’re ever dealing with heartbreak from a girl, consider whether or not you are this guy. because none of those guys thought they were “that guy”. and i’m not just some random lesbian who has the misfortune of attracting terrible men to me, or some meanie feminist who HATES the poor menfolk: this is not just a me-thing, i don’t know if i’ve ever met a woman who doesn’t have a story about a boy/man treating them like this. i have lots of amazing male friends who treat me and the women in their life great. 

i added my own stories because i think those are good examples of different way guys do the exact same thing, but this has happened to so many other girls i know in different ways (and guys too, i’m sure, but women who are possessive in relationships tend to act that out differently). you will probably never THINK you are that guy. so again: but please consider why events like a wedding announcement, or coming out of the closet, or going off to college, etc, made you feel such a change of heart. THERE’S ANOTHER SIDE TO THE STORY.