the friendship is priceless

“Gratitude is the fairest blossom which springs from the soul.” ~Henry Ward Beecher

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So I’ve heard that people are pressed over “such a good friend” and to be honest with no offense intended…..why?

Don’t get me wrong, you have the right to be upset, I just don’t understand it. 

Part of what makes Bellamy and Clarke Bellamy and Clarke is that they’re such good friends. Best friends. They’re each others’ confidant because they’re friends. Bellamy is the only person Clarke has canonically stated she trusts, because he’s her best friend. Bellamy dressed up as a grounder to walk through one of the most brutal clans and continued to try and go after her even though he was badly wounded and could hardly walk, because she’s his best friend. They decided to survive together at the expense of two other people who could have been put on that list who were probably more useful than both of them, because they’re each other’s best friend.

I do think that feelings are starting to get involved, I don’t think you can say they aren’t after season 4. But their friendship is what came first. And it won’t be worth any less than their romantic relationship if/when they come to have one.

I would be willing to give certain members of my extended family up to see them smash their faces together and make good use of the bed and shower in Becca’s mansion. But don’t discredit just how much the friendship between Bellamy and Clarke is worth. Because in the end it’s what ultimately makes them so goddamn incredible.

Many people think Van Gogh only sold one piece during his lifetime (The Red Vineyards), and I guess technically that’s true, but this one was was sold as well, only, it was sold by Paul Gauguin. 

Vincent painted this for his friend in 1888, but soonafter, their friendship deteriorated, and Gauguin parted ways with the now priceless Self-Portrait. 

Why does she need to die?

In terms of disagreeing with J/B as a canon romance, the position of “no romantic feelings on either side” is more difficult to comprehend, in terms of literary analysis.

(IOW: How much of the text from Jaime’s and Brienne’s chapters do you have to ignore, distort, or willfully explain away, to think there are no feels happening?)

But you know what bugs me a lot more?

It’s the position in which Brienne is in love with Jaime…and the most logical conclusion of her arc is to die to save him from Lady Stoneheart. Y'know, because she couldn’t save Renly, so dying for Jaime would make up for that. That grosses me out.

If you think Brienne’s scheduled for death because you just can’t imagine how a nice person can stay alive any longer than that in Westeros, well, I have some counter-arguments, but I see where you’re coming from, and I sympathize.

If the argument is that Brienne “should” die in the LSH conflict because her dying for the man she loves makes the best sense for where her story has already gone…that’s a whole other sort of wrong. That’s where I have a moral objection.

Any character in the ASOIAF universe who’s ever gotten to know Brienne would be perfectly unsurprised to find out she sacrificed her life to save someone dear to her. (The surprise, for most, would be that she cared that much about Jaime.) This is not a character who needs to experience a moral overhaul to be willing to die so someone else can live. She’s already at that position. Her conflict is not “Oh no I’m going to die, poor me!” It’s “Oh no, I haven’t rescued Sansa and I’ll let Jaime down and I can’t take care of Podrick if they kill me.” This is a girl who already thinks her life is only valuable to the extent that she can protect others. And why is that?

She’s a Westerosi noblewoman who’s used to being told she’s hideous. All her life, she’s been taught no one would ever love her except for her lands and titles, and she believes it. She’s still very young, and she’s completely resigned to the idea that romantic love is unavailable to her. Rather than accept a toxic marriage of convenience with some controlling old man who doesn’t understand how lucky he is to have her, she sets out to serve someone worthy of her loyalty. (Renly is a piece of shit, but starry-eyed teenage Brienne has only seen his nicer side, so there she goes.) She’s used to being roundly mocked whenever she tries to act like a lady, so she walks away from the pretty gowns and dancing and picks up a suit of armor and sword. She joined Renly’s army because she honestly believed that was the place where her life would have meaning and someone would appreciate her talents.

And here’s the thing: she beats herself up for not saving Renly, but really, she was a much better ally than he deserved. He had no business claiming the throne ahead of his brother, and he mocked Brienne behind her back. She would have died for him had it been possible to do so, but it’s a good thing she lived to tell about that shadow. She didn’t fail him. He failed her.

So now she’s carrying around the guilt of having failed to stop an act of magic that was specifically designed to be unstoppable by any human combatant, and also the guilt of having outlived Catelyn Stark, as if anyone could have saved her lady from an entire castle full of Freys and Boltons violating guest right. Was she supposed to have been in two or three places at once? Was she expected to know what nobody in the Stark-Tully force knew about Walder Frey and Roose Bolton’s arrangement with Tywin Lannister? Was she supposed to be unarmed, unarmored, and unprepared at that wedding feast, and still get her lady to safety? Was she supposed to know more about Arya Stark’s whereabouts than Catelyn or Robb knew by then? Should she have teleported down to the Red Keep before the Lannisters had a chance to force Sansa into marriage? And then teleport back up to the Twins before the Red Wedding? What exactly does this girl have to apologize for?

So now she has that burden of survivor’s guilt on one side, and Jaime’s friendship complete with priceless sword on the other side, both pushing her to bust her ass and lose her mind for her quest to look after Ned Stark’s daughter. I should note that she still hasn’t found Sansa in the book version. I think that girl would appreciate a protector who really doesn’t want anything from her except for the honor of being at her service. (For Sansa’s sake, it’s a good thing Brienne was far away from the Red Wedding, as she would have inevitably been part of the body count.) In Brienne’s mind, showing up for Sansa is as much about doing right by Jaime as helping the Starks. She’s conflated the two interests into one concern. “For her lady mother’s sake. And for yours.”

Now that she’s been captured by Zombie Catelyn and her goons, how is this a good time for her to die? She already thinks her life is worthless unless she’s protecting someone else; and no one will ever appreciate the joy of her company in life as opposed to the gift of her death; why does she need to be proven right? Why does the ugly butch girl need to die for the handsome rich man before she even gets a chance to rescue the pretty femme girl? Why does Jaime need to be the man she dies for?

Why can’t he be the man she lives for?

“Just leave Y/N!” Harry shouted rubbing his head

“No Harry.” You replied calm. “I won’t.”

“What you want my money?! That’s why you’ve stayed by my side for so long right? Well here.” He pulled out a wad of cash and threw it at you. You didn’t even attempt to catch it, but just inhaled a sharp breath and released it slowly.

“And here I thought my friendship to you was priceless.” You said sarcastically. Harry just scoffed and walked around the room clearly irritated you hadn’t left yet.

“Look you’re not going to scare me off that easily, ok? I’m going to keep staying by your side illness or not Harry. Whether you choose to believe it we’re all each other’s got. So you can keep throwing your useless money at me or accept my help as it is. I’ll stay here, right here, until you answer me.” You crossed your arms and looked everywhere, but at your best friend. You could hear him laugh quietly which made you smile. Ever since Harry got sick he was different; always wanting to be alone. You knew what it was like to be in a dark place and like hell you’d let it swallow him up that easily. He finally faced you, but he was frowning.

“I’m an idiot, sorry. I just- I can’t– control it like before.” He walked fast towards you and picked up the money throwing it on the couch. You stood there with a raised eyebrow so when he looked back at you he froze wide-eyed. You both just let out a laugh and sat down.

“You’re always an idiot, there’s no need to be sorry kid.” You finally spoke up after a few minutes of comfortable silence.

“You know I’ll never understand why you call me kid, I was born a day before you?” He laughed keeping his eyes on his fiddling thumbs.

“Well actually”, you placed your hands on his getting his attention, “I was born just an hour after you, but you know how the whole midnight, tomorrow thing works. Plus, I know it gets on your nerves so like any best friend, I keep doing it.” He just shook his head laughing, but then got quiet again. “What’s wrong? And don’t lie to me Mr. Harry Osborn.”

“Honestly, truly; why do you stick around when you know the inevitable is going to happen Y/N. Why would you want to be around a time bomb like me?”

“Honestly, truly; because I love you. You’re my best friend Harry. I can’t and won’t imagine you not being in my life. So we’ll both kick this illness in the ass or both go down swinging. Either way as your best friend, the girl you grew with and now as the woman who would die for you; it’s my duty to make sure you receive all the happiness in the world Harry.” You couldn’t help but get teary eyed and when you looked up neither could he.

“You’re all my happiness Y/N. You’re all I’ll ever need to be the luckiest guy on earth.” He grabbed your hand tight and all the both of you could do was prepare for one bumpy ride on the thing called Life.

from the beginning; donghan

it felt right to be friends, but what would it felt like to be more than that?

pairing: kim donghan | reader.

genre: fluff

warnings: use of alcohol.

words: 6.5K

author’s note: i have recently started watching produce 101 season 2, and as you can see, it has pretty much consumed me, lmao. so, because i have taken an interest in the show and already have faves, i decided why not start to write scenarios for them ?? i want to thank the donghan group chat i’m including in on twitter for reading this scenario and giving it such good feedback, it really boosted my confidence in writing and made me both smile and cry. i hope you all enjoy this scenario !! happy reading~

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Defenders Thoughts

*Watching Matt light up like a little kid on Christmas morning when Karen asks him if he wants to “grab a bite”=priceless.

*Matt lies to Karen and then immediately goes to confession.  Bonus “I lied to someone.  Someone I love”  AGAIN: “Someone I love”!!!!!!!

*Foggy “People call me Foggy” Luke “You let them?”

*You know you love Malcom just barging in, Jess, stop lying.


*Calm the fuck down Matt, Foggy’s not judging you, he’s simply making an observation that you went out last night.

*Luke’s reactions to Danny’s origin story=priceless

*Really loving Claire and Colleen’s friendship; even more so now than in IF.

*Claire: “That guy was super dead last time we saw him, right?” 

*Matt helping Karen put her coat on=all the feels

*“You deserve better” Yes, yes, she does Matt.  Get your shit together.

*Got to love Stick “If she’s as sweet as she smells, I can see why you want to protect her” And Matt, immediately going into protective mode “Don’t bring her into this”

*Danny, Luke and Jessica all calling Matt out for not telling them the whole truth re: Elektra.  Welcome to being in Matt Murdock’s life, guys.  

*Genuinely did feel sorry for Danny when everybody told him he needed to sit this round out.

*Really like how Jessica/Luke was handled.  Luke certainly seems all in with Claire, but I got the sense Jessica is still carrying a torch for him.

*Claire’s scarf game was on point throughout.

*RIP Stick, you magnificent bastard.

*”He’s the Iron Fist.” “And he’ll tell that to anyone who will listen.  I heart you, Coleen.

*More than anything else, I strongly got the feeling that Karen’s main gripe with Matt starting DD up again is that she’s terrified of him getting exposed.  

*”Wait a minute, where’s the chick with the sword?” I heart you, Misty.

*Hopefully, this was the last time we’ll see a “Hey, we’re both about to die” thing between Matt and Elektra.  I mean Matt, I know you felt responsible for her “death” in season 2 and were clearly wracked with guilt about it, and then felt horrible that she was resurrected by psychopaths, but you admitted in confession that you recognize she brings out the worst in you.  “But, we’re both about to die, and Karen is uneasy with the whole Daredevil thing and I’ve convinced myself that she’ll never accept that part of my life, never considering that she’s terrified for me, and maybe might need more time to adjust to the idea and I pushed her away AGAIN so what the hell, let’s give it another shot?”  Love yourself more, Matthew.  

*Matt, I love you, but I certainly hope the nuns can knock some sense into you.  

*I still 110% believe Matt/Karen are endgame, but Matt, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, pull your head out of your ass.  

*And Foggy and Karen hoping beyond hope Matt’s going to walk through the door, and he doesn’t just about broke my damn heart.  Both of their worst fears coming true.

part 1 of: i love this fandom and you guys make me emotional

Everyone is being so sweet and adorable and emotional today and I just felt like I should add my valentine’s sugar to it too. 

I got this blog almost two years ago, not coincidentally when I moved to Texas with just my boyfriend, from Florida from where I had spent my entire life in. I was very alone and since I’m not the coolest of cats, making friends has been…extremely difficult lol.

But getting this blog, and joining this fandom, I’ve really found myself looking forward to come home and see who’s posting on the dash, see who’s chosen to grace me with their follow, or who’s left me a tumblr message (remember, before the IM system haha).

@sinuyasha and @inukag were the first people to welcome me and reblog my writing and just became my overall points of contact for anything fandom related. I felt accepted and wanted and this was the only corner of the entire internet I could really call home. I can’t thank them enough for always being genuine and kind and beautifully forgiving ladies. On top of the fact they’re funny and gorgeous so I really lucked out befriending them. I owe my entire blog to them, and my activity, and my heart.

Later on I’d come to meet my squad, @kristicles @thequeenwillruletheboard @narkik @mirsan and @ohstarfire, and grow an overwhelmingly wonderful bond. I mean dudes, we went to Disney AND Universal Studios together. I’m pretty much married to them. (Which does mean you guys have to give me half your shit in case of divorce). I’m keeping it short for ya’ll cause I don’t care about you at all (I would set fire to myself if you thought for one second that was true). You are my people. You are my shots of whiskey in the dark. 

To the fandom:

I really would have never expected to feel love radiating from some of you towards me. I feel in my heart I don’t even deserve it. I have done nothing (or everything wrong). And you guys posting your fics and your art, and your edits, and all you’re LOVE and you’re FRIENDSHIP, it holds no value because it is PRICELESS. But I feel it towards all of you. I get it. It’s weird it’s unheard of maybe for a small anime fandom, but I FEEL IT. I love you guys. I would never want a single one of you to leave, or if you do have to leave, just please stay in touch. Please keep updating your fanfiction.nets, please keep updating your artwork online when finished, I just…

If you’ve been in this fandom for the past year, you get it. And it almost feels like we’ve all collectively been through some drama here and there together. I’ve made mistakes, I regret getting involved in things all the time, but I appreciate every single one of you who hasn’t deleted me from their life. I appreciate how I can still turn around and count on you guys to be there for me. And I will always be there for you. I love that after a giant cloud of darkness shrouded us, freaking @inuyashapositivity pops up like a ray of sunshine. We are an amazing incredible wonderful fandom and we are loud and vibrant and beautiful. 

@onikik, @little-known-artist @wreathoflaurels, @arnavsinghraizada, @gobodosama, @artistefish @meselfandwhy, @inuijiness @starzki@scribefigaro @smilebomber @kaze-ranna @412rebelled @hanmajoerin @ashcanvas (SHHHH…ASHLEY I DIDN’T JUST ADD YOU THIS MORNING BECAUSE I HAD A BRAIN FART LAST NIGHT…ILY) you guys have seen me at my worst and for some inexpiable reason you’re still my friends and I respect and admire you so so much. I really can’t put into words properly, but my respect for you is something that can and will never vanish. I consider you guys a huge reason why I enjoy the Inuyasha fandom as much as I do. I’m comfortable around you guys and I hope you feel the same way around me. I love you guys, and I would do anything for you. I’d end someone’s life for you. I’d jump into battle for you. I’d throw all my money at your face if I knew it would make you happy. Thank you for being my friends. Really. You are my inner-circle, and without you, I am just a square. 

I’ve met some new people in the past year, who maybe I don’t talk to but I feel like I’ve gotten to know more simply through the small interactions we have, and whom I’m so so so happy joined tumblr to grace us with their content, their presence, and their overall humor and love and joy. 

@grapefruitwannabe, I remember I was in a stream with you and someone was urging you to post your sketches and you were reluctant about it, and god now look at you. Your art is incredible. It’s unique, it has a style, it has movement. You give a tremendous amount to the fandom and you never ask for anything in return. You are so nice too? You know how rare it is to find kind people who are just the sweetest creatures ever? You are a precious cupcake too good for this earth, and we so blessed to have you. 

@sess-kik I knew from the moment you made the taylor swift/kanye west meme, that I regretted not being considered one of your friends. You are fucking oustanding. You are hilarious. You make my ribs hurt. You are like a baby beyonce. I mean that. Picture yourself as beyonce’s’ child because that’s how I view you. 

@justafewsmallsteps you know what’s crazy is that I followed and admired you from afar for so so so long. I am a huge fan. I mean. HUGE. I mean, ridiculously huge. I mean I may have printed out your art and have it stored in my cabinet so I can look at sometimes because I was that (maybe i still am idk) obsessed with your work, and to find out you are a shining ball of sunlight and positivity and love and friendliness. You know…what that feels like ? It’s like meeting a Disney Princess in real life. 

@coquinespike HAHA LOOK SOMEONE TAGGED YOU AGAIN. I’M SORRY. Listen I actually always see you in my notes. I always read your tags cause they’re fucking hilarious. Your comments on things are A+. I don’t know why I didn’t start following you sooner. I am an idiot, what else is new. Cheers to the future.

@keichanz what took you so long to join tumblr, i keep asking myself this question. EVERYONE KNOWS THE KEIZ FROM FF.NET. You are always supporting InuKag and the fandom and there’s a lot of bloggers that I know would not be the same without your presence. I see names all the time that were just quiet little daisies, and you watered those plants and now look at them. You’ve inspired so many people, and you are always just so generous and so loving. Thank you for writing, thank you for participating in events, thank you for being the oil in the inukag gears. Quite literally. 

@lovely-taijiya GABY. DID YOU KNOW THAT I THINK ABOUT YOU ALMOST EVERY DAY. Okay well. Now you do. I get so happy when I see your art on my dash. I get full of butterflies and good feelings. If you were around I would hug you constantly and hold you close to my heart, because you deserve unnerving amounts of love. 

@kag-san you are a gift granted to us by the gods. you are an angel. you are a walking living breathing version of the virgin mary and I would weep at your feet if i could because I think you deserve everything in life and more. Trust me when I say the people who ship things, make me ship things harder. And this candle for KagSan is now a torch and it’s setting my house on fire but I couldn’t be happier. 

@piggy-in-pink you are like Sesshomaru. And by that I mean you are silent and we may cross paths and look at each other and I would be totally fine with you killing me because I admire you just that much. But no honestly, you are wise and clever and I love your work and your existence a lot. Thanks for never changing your url also, it makes life so much easier. (TAKE NOTES PEOPLE)

@mmhinman I remember the first time I went to your blog. You submitted a bunch of wonderful art for InuKag week late, and it blew my mind. I couldn’t believe someone would submit SO LATE but also have it be SO QUALITY. Haha. Your art brings me life, and I can’t thank my lucky stars enough that fate pushed you my way and onto my dash. Thank you thank you thank you. 

@macabre-and-cheese you know that really cool girl in the lunch room who sits with her posse, and is immensely more awesome than you and dates all the attractive people, and knows all the cool songs and she could say “frosty” once and it becomes a meme catchphrase, okay yeah, you know that person? that’s you. on my dash. that’s you. I’m always like “if i reblog this onto my personal, my personal blog gets that much cooler” and I think I have 80 followers on my personal blog now and I owe that all to your and your coolness i swear to god I do. 

@kago-make-dean-some-pie YOUR URL IS SO LONG. EXPLAIN IT TO ME. I love that I’ve gotten to know you better and your AMVs are the bomb dot com. You are so willing to make others feel amazing and wonderful and I hope you feel that way every single day of your life. You are so down to earth and I love you very much.

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THE BOND  [Part 1]

Well, my dearies,

This my new contribution for @olicityhiatusficathon, organized by the wonderful @thebookjumper. On week 2 we got “Eye Contact” as prompt, and let me tell you that this prompt gave me so much trouble. First, I changed the plot 4 times. The first 2 were ideas radically different from this one, and the 4th time was to make this idea less crazy than it was. Once I finally was somewhat happy with the plot then my muse took over and has me writing like crazy. This fic keeps getting larger and larger. So much that I decided to split it into 2 parts so you can read half of it while I finish the other. The second part probably will be up by the weekend.

The first part is all fluffy and adorable, but chapter 2 is all smutty, hot, and kinky. I hope you enjoy this.

Before I go, I have to thank you @laurabelle2930 for you enormous help editing, endless support and cheerleading, and priceless friendship. I don’t know what I’d do without you *tackles you*

Happy reading!!!

PS: I suggest you to listen the son “Closer” by Ne-Yo while reading this.

THE BOND (Part 1)

Finding love, meeting your other half always has been what drives most humans across the multiverse. For the inhabitants of Earth-837, it was no different. Searching for one’s soul mate —more than one in some cases— was the most important pillar of their civilization. On this Earth, humans were extremely open about their sexuality. Gender labels didn’t exist, and they accepted love relationships in all kinds and forms. In the end, for them, the paramount thing was which innate sexual role each individual in the society had born with. It was written in their DNA. The vast majority of the population carried either a dominant or a submissive gene. As for the rest of the people, they had a slight mutation in it that gave them traits of both. They got the name of switch because their inclination for either side of the power play could vary from person to person, and even occasion to occasion.

Only bonded people reached the highest levels of pleasure and self-realization. That motivated everyone to find their soul mates. Although, it was easier said than done. Submissive individuals had a small advantage over the rest of the people when it came to finding their perfect match. Each of them had a unique birthmark that designated them as submissive. An ownership brand if you will, which would darken once the bonding with the Dominant mate was forged. The marking could be anything, from images to phrases, always related to the soul mate that would claim them someday. Occasionally, the mark gave a clear clue on how to identify the other soul mate, making it easier to find. In other cases, the stamp was too enigmatic to be of much help.

Many people had it in places on their bodies where it was easily concealed. That was not the case of Oliver Queen, whose mark covered the back of his left hand. When you looked at it, it resembled a computer code in the form of a faint henna tattoo that went from his knuckles to his wrist. The meaning of the message was beyond Oliver. He had searched for his soul mate for years without any luck. Oliver even had tried to break the code with help of computer experts, but none of them had been able to. A setback that made him lose the hope that one day he would find the person destined to be his mate. His biggest desire was to wear his mark with pride, but sometimes, at the peak of his brooding mood, he wished his mark to be somewhere else, so he could hide his unclaimed status. Thus, he’d pass as a switch or a dominant. In his opinion, it was a preferable option because, in the society where he lived in, a submissive over 30 without a mate was frowned upon. They gave him disapproving looks often. Soul mates that took too long to find each other had the risk of a weakened bond, and in extreme cases, they could never form the bond at all.

He had turned 32 recently, and Oliver was getting desperate. Maybe he was being a little overdramatic, but everyone around him: his friends and family, including his baby sister, were mated. Often, he felt like an outcast.

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Defenders Countdown: 1 Day

    The time has come! After nearly four years of waiting, we are now mere hours away from the The Defenders. In anticipation, we’re taking @dmcreif ‘s excellent suggestion and reflecting back on our favorite episodes from the solo shows so far. We had a tough time narrowing these down, and an even tougher time finding a consensus on them, but that just speaks to the high quality of these shows.         

Daredevil: “Nelson v. Murdock”

    We were going to treat both seasons as separate shows and pick one from each, but upon realizing that our favorite episode from Season 1 surpassed our favorites from Season 2, we decided to just go with that one. “Nelson v. Murdock” is a DD fan-tailored sucker punch, which tears into the core of Matt and Foggy’s epic friendship. It juxtaposes priceless glimpses of their time together in college with the ultimate relationship test– Foggy’s revelation about Matt’s superpowers and hero career. Over the course of the episode, we are made to understand the importance of their relationship, and how much they risk losing by having it fall apart. It’s beautiful, it’s heartbreaking, and we never, ever get tired of watching it.   

Jessica Jones: “AKA 99 Friends”

    This is not the most traumatic or plot-altering episode of Jessica Jones, but it confronts Jessica’s status as a superpowered person in a world rapidly becoming hostile toward its heroes– which we adore. Her rampage against the women who blames her for the Avengers’s violence is fantastic– a rare moment in which Jessica is able to just let out all of her pain and frustration. It also digs into the community of people Kilgrave has hurt, bringing in his past victims and introducing Malcolm’s involvement. The scope of the story widens and the stakes are raised yet again, in a way that is powerful without being too disturbing or violent (as is usually the case in this show).  

Luke Cage: “Step in the Arena”

    We’re suckers for a good origin story retelling, and Luke gets one of the best. Embedded within a framing narrative of his attempts to dig himself and Connie from the rubble of her restaurant, this episode gives us a harsh look at Luke’s experiences at Seagate. With spot-on writing, we are made witness to his abuse at the hands of his jailers, his relationship with Reva, and the experiment that gave him his powers. It’s a story that embraces the spirit of Luke’s origin in the comics, while injecting it with extra nuance, humanity, and pain. We even get to see the yellow v-neck and tiara– which, for us, is a vital component of any Luke Cage adaptation. 

Iron Fist: “Black Tiger Steals Heart”

    This was a tough one, since we’re so attached to so much of Iron Fist, but this episode stands out. In a show full of twists, it changes the game in a major way– introducing a new version of the Hand and Colleen’s involvement with them. While the Hand has always appeared dangerous, Bakuto’s faction is humanized and multifaceted, and thus extra disturbing. Danny’s journey throughout this episode from happiness and relief– with the promise of new allies and a chance to reach his potential as the Iron Fist– to despair as he is shown just how alone he is, is heartbreaking. It also flawlessly introduces Davos and– even more exciting for us– former Iron Fist Orson Randall.        

we all love the kiliel/bagginshield parallels, but i just can’t get OVER this one.

kili describes the rune stone as “just a token,” even though it’s not “just” anything - it represents a promise, given in love, to his mother that he would return to her; something priceless, invaluable. then kili gives the stone to tauriel and tells her to “keep it, as a promise.” but it’s so important that he had earlier underplayed the stone’s value, and did so by calling it “a token” because:

thorin gives bilbo “a token” of their “friendship” that’s actually a priceless gift, made from one of the rarest materials in middle earth and probably the second most valuable object in the mountain. but thorin, like kili, underplays the value of this “token.” bilbo has no idea that the shirt he’s just slipped on is worth more than the land-holdings of all his people, combined. 

(given enough time, thorin, like kili with tauriel, would probably have told bilbo what the real meaning of this “token” is.)

so kili gives tauriel his token as a pledge of romantic love, and a promise that they’ll be together.
tell me how thorin giving his token to bilbo isn’t the same type of pledge.