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anonymous asked:

dicta do you have any larry fic recs? nothing specific but just any fic that you loved a lot? thank you, your opinion on fics means a lot to me, and i feel like you'd probably know the really good ones!

Oh my gosh anon I love the wording of this ask so much. I’ve been meaning to make a larry rec list for going on a year but it just feels so official/overwhelming? But this, fic I loved a lot??? I can absolutely do that!!! and aaaaah there are SO MANY!!! I am not as organized about larry fic as drarry fic so this is, basically, like, a list of fics that stuck in my brain and/or heart and that are all so so good. SO GOOD! (and tbh there’s a whole other list of stuff that i’d rec but would want to reread before attempting commentary, and I have so many things marked for later and like….yeah….there’s a lot of good fic out there) And really, what better rec is there than “this is a fic that stuck in my brain and/or heart”?? Everyone should read them all!!

an act of faith against the night by @elianefics- M, 65k - It’s a clear path, drawing itself in Harry’s mind – where they began, how they ended up here. It’s not hard to convey all the events that led them to this very moment, with all of their twists and turns, not when Harry has been going through them again and again every night, albeit searching for something else.  “Did you know?” When Harry replies, it’s a question, not an answer. “Did you know, that it would end like this?” [Harry and Louis had never imagined that, when they would finally go back to New York, it would be as spies.] (part two of the landscapes of war series)

  • The war from ‘a prayer for which no words exist’ (recced below!) is over, or at least as over as war can be for the people who were there, which is to say….not all that over, just taking different shape. I have endless love for the way this fic treats that aftermath, the way it shows how deeply and irreversibly harry and Louis were shaped by being fighters, and it is a stunning mix of beautiful prose and important ethical questions. It also does some really fascinating meta work with Simon Cowell, the Azoffs, and the Cordens taking on central roles in the post-war nation-building project. It’s a lot for one fic to do, and this one manages it beautifully, and throws in some more beautiful NYC cityscapes, heartaching and conflicted nostalgia, and taut but unwavering H/L love, you know, just for good measure.

another hazy may by deLILAh - M, 41k - louis is a terrible poet and harry lives in the now and they have six weeks to fall in love but, really, it only takes six seconds. bookshop meets military meets summer romance au ft. marlboros, the backstreet boys, and underrated literary devices.

  • It’s been over a year since I’ve properly read this all the way and I can still see parts of it as vividly as if it had been last night. Harry’s hair, cigarette smoke curling upwards, hardwood floors, the rhythm of Harry’s feet as he runs to stay in shape for the job that will take him away from Louis, the feeling of seconds slipping away, and each of them more precious for being so few in number. This is one of those fics that made me nostalgic for somewhere I’d never been - except who hasn’t felt as though time was moving simultaneously quickly and too slowly, as though there is something precious that could fall apart at any second? And that’s one of many things this fic does beautifully: gives us the universality of their story, and reminding us of our own.

Auf Wiedersehen, Sweetheart by @conscious–ramblings - M, 19k - Louis and Harry had been childhood best friends, but had been separated by evacuation as the city they grew up in was destroyed around them. Now, twelve years later, they are both back in London, and through chance they meet again. In a time when you can’t admit to being gay, for fear of arrest, admitting to your best friend that you love them seems like an insurmountable obstacle.Featuring boxer Harry and mechanic Louis, much pining, and a lot of post war Britain

  • There’s often a moment in fic where they’re trying to figure out if the other one is gay and/or available, that’s full of a certain kind of tentative hope because there’s some kind of attraction there and what if, what if it was everything they think it might be? This fic takes that to 11 in the most meaningful way, because it’s the 40s, and being gay is a crime, and it’s not a question of whether they’re reading the right signals - neither of them can afford to send any - but of trying to accept that it could never, can never be. Set against absolutely simmering chemistry (the moment Louis first sees Harry in the ring is a thing I’m still not over) and wonderful research and settings (loved the feel of it, the way it all came to life, how present the remnants of the war were as they went about their lives) and fab secondary characters (Niall is a gem, and Liam is so how I think of him, and really everyone was just perfect) and this incredible click where you can feel the ease and understanding between them, feel the sense that they are destined and absolutely belong together…it takes that tension and longing, already at an 11, to a 12, and the ending is cathartic and beautiful and means so much more for knowing how rare and lucky and precious that moment is, and how much they’re willing to risk, and how it’s kinds of risk that are sometimes very specific to being queer in a moment when it’s illegal and how many of them are universal, and how incredible and enormous and moving a thing it is when both kinds of risk pay off.

Don’t Look Down by zarah5 - M, 92k - AU. In which Louis is a solicitor at one of London’s most prestigious law firms and Harry happens to apply for the position as his trainee. And everyone else is around, too.

  • Harry is unbelievably charming here, and it makes total sense that Louis falls for him, and as the story unfolds the clarity and meaningfulness of their connection gets more and more apparent even as Louis is fighting it tooth and nail. But it’s not miscommunication and it’s not self-loathing, it’s that Louis’ reasons are genuinely thoughtful and important (professional ethics!!!!!! With real implications!!!!) and that they’re genuinely in a difficult position and can’t be together without betraying things that mean a lot to both of them, which made me love this version of him even more and root for them that much harder. And I was already rooting for them pretty damn hard. They fit together beautifully from the first, understand each other on so many levels, are drawn together just magically…and then there are these beautiful moments (Venice omg) and heart-wrenching moments (after that dinner and that one morning and then that other one omg) and hold-your-breath moments (what is Louis gonna dooooo) and heart-pounding momebts, and I could not put it down.

Fake you’re full and feel tomorrow by theglitterbee - NC-17, 21k - Louis is a high class prostitute and the best at what he does. Harry is a hard to please 17 year old who wants to give himself completely to another man. [It contains prostitution, d/s, daddy kink, silly banter and two idiots in love.](The one with the text messages.)

  • listen this is gonna sound like a weird rec but bear with me. this fic was one of the first 1d fics I read, and on face is almost entirely made of things i don’t like, and yet, here it is. It did that alchemical thing where it just worked and it did all these things really well - like daddy kink was 100% squick for me before this and it’s still like 80% squick but this fic explained it in such a way that i got it and could understand it and see why it worked for them and what it meant for them and that psychology made it work (and made me get why it was hot? which is pretty massive for something in the squick category). and i was hesitant about their ages but it wound up being (i think not unrealistically) part of a fundamental kind of self-discovery that was part of why things between them felt so critical and important. and i was v skeptical about social media stuff in fic but this one did it so well that i got it and felt like it really enriched the story and showed a particular kind of progress and dynamic in their interactions that needed to be done that way (and wound up being really cool and impressive). and i was nervous about the potential for the dynamics to not work but they are both full people who needed each other in this very specific way and fit together beautifully and it did some of the best stuff kink fics do imo, where the kink reveals something about who they are and what they need and why they work and who they are individually and together, and so here we are, a fic with tags i wouldn’t usually touch, reccing away and considering a reread. this kind of rec can be kind of ~, i know, but the tl;dr is that this fic is so good it overcame every hesitation and left me totally engaged and impressed and invested.

Hold Me Closer by balanceds - NC-17, 36.5k - Louis Tomlinson is one of the most promising dancers of the English National Ballet, on track to become the youngest principal dancer in the company’s history. That is, until forces conspire to significantly complicate his life, including: a surprise ballet, an unfairly attractive guest choreographer, and being pushed into a rivalry with his best mate. Featuring lots of wine, dancing, pining, and a happy ending.

  • I was so surprised when I looked up the word count for this bc I would have sworn it was at least twice as longc there is so much story, and so much development, and so many moments that stick that. Watching Louis come to terms with who he was as a dancer and and person was this beautiful process that was so rewarding to read, and it was unusual and fresh in this way I really want to talk about but really don’t want to spoil. Along the way there is spectacular chemistry, zayn and Louis taking on gay swan lake, so much yearning and despair and happiness and reckoning and growth, an amazing and deeply satisfying Simon moment, and one of those h/l relationships where they make each other strong.

like a boomerang by @youwilll- M, 52k - AU in which Harry gets trapped in a lift, Louis gets stuck in a Wednesday, and it’s always February 2nd. Until it isn’t.

  • This fic is so so utterly charming in like nine different ways. Harry and Louis slot together so beautifully you can practically hear the click, and then they do it again and again and somehow every time feels fresh and important, and through it all the stakes get bigger as Louis contemplates the meaning of their repeated day and all of these deep questions sneak in, and a bit of a mystery, and a bunch of self-discovery, and a bunch of personal growth as Louis learns and thinks, really thinks, about what he needs to do, and realizes how willing he is to do it. It was so perfectly balanced between being gentle and exciting, between destiny and action, between grand gestures and quiet moments, and it settled like a warm blanket and I looked forward to every chapter so much.  And then, at the end…it was one of those stories that made me want to add and place to my travel list because the relevant moments are so well located and satisfying that you just want to be there, and it captured this particular instant - the way it wound sound and smell and how the air would feel and the electricity of it - so vividly. Lovely through and through.

Love Is A Human Right by @conscious–ramblings- M, 41k - The one where Louis has spent years getting over his ex, Harry Styles, and was almost successful. That is until Harry is elected as an MP, and Louis is given the task of getting him to support an Act of Parliament. Through tears and arguments and a heavy dose of LGBTQ+ politics, their lives finally line up. Will Louis be able to forgive? Will they still want the same thing? It’s difficult to let go of five years of hurt, but even more difficult to be close to the love of your life and let them walk away again.

  • This fic is basically everything I want in a fic, but together so amazingly well that I would never be able to put into a prompt because it’s the *how* that makes it so perfect. I mean, politics, check, LGBTQ politics, check, larry, check, vivid settings, check, emotional stakes, check, pining, check, everything, check. But the kicker is the beautiful complexity to all of it, that the story really truly understands the complexity of coming out and why people  do and why they don’t and what it mean and how it works and the ways it plays out in queer communities, and these gay leads aren’t incidentally gay, but engaged in identity and politics in a way that feels true and resonant, and that manages to both say really important things about queer communities and tell a beautiful love story about coming to terms with who you are and what you stand for and how love shapes (but doesn’t always determine, and I love that about this fic too) your priorities. Then add some simmering UST and simmering RST (hot damn i mean really) and viscerally, deliciously painful pining and hilarious side plots (SGIL!! Ziam!! Nick’s guessing games!!) and a background story that had my heart twisting for them from the first and settings that felt so real they were popping back into my head for weeks and just…superb. Superb.

a prayer for which no words exist by @elianefics - M, 65k - “Louis is a few seconds away from blowing up a rather important section of the New York subway when he sees Harry for the first time.” (part one of the landscapes of war series)

  • War!AU in NYC! Another one that I will admit fit my interests beautifully but it’s the execution that makes it work so beautifully. From the second they meet, there’s an urgency and fragility to Harry and Louis’ relationship that is a perfect fit for the politics and the newness of it all. At the same time, their connection is so certain and solid, and whether they’re waking up in the Brooklyn penthouse loft that I am still not over or getting ready to run into battle, their love casts everything else into relief and brings out some of he human consequences to why people fight and what they have to gain or lose, and shows what all they’re risking. Left me breathless in the best ways, and so glad to have gone on this journey.

Pull Me Under by zarah5 - NC-17, 140k - AU. As the first British footballer to come out at the prime of his career,  it helps that Louis Tomlinson is in a long-term, committed  relationship. Even if that relationship is fake. (Featuring Niall as Louis’ favourite teammate, Liam as Louis’ agent, and Zayn as Liam’s boyfriend, who just happens to be good friends with one Harry Styles.)

  • This was the fic that tipped me right over the precipice and properly into the fandom; how could I not rec it? Even if I wasn’t personally attached, how could I not rec it? It’s so bloody beautiful, watching Louis come to terms with the idea of being out, and to take steps towards it, and to see how his interactions with Harry change that and what develops between them. The pacing is amazing, the depiction of internalized homophobia is chest-tightening in the good illustrative moving way, the world is so immersive (like I went to get the link and 20 minutes later I was still reading and totally entranced), and their relationship 100% made my heart sing, in both the big triumphant moments and the little ones.

things have gotten closer to the sun by starseas - M, 49k - it’s strange, making the choice to face his past—it almost feels like he’s heading for the sun straight on, like he’s screaming come on and burn me, i deserve it.-when a solar flare is announced to end the world in twelve days, harry reunites with the people that he used to know better than the back of his own hand.

  • I’m not even entirely sure what to say about this fic that won’t give it away or send people running because here’s the thing: it is heartbreaking. It is worth it. It is sad, yes. It is also exhilarating and beautiful and about why love, platonic and romantic, makes the risks worthwhile, and how we know, viscerally know what is important to us. Real talk pt. 1: read it because I had terrible pms and really needed to cry. Real talk pt. 2: it worked, in that very particular way thar also made me sit and think about who and what is really important and had me sobbing in the best, most cathartic way. That lasting, deep way that’s making my chest a little tight just thinking about it, but that also means that I can smell the snow and feel the frost and see the brilliance of the sun and feel the boys’ love as - more - constant than the sun, and what the heck else could you ask for?

These Inconvenient Fireworks by mdasch and everydayslike - NC-17, 190k - Future AU in which nobody tries out for X Factor but the boys end up finding one other eventually anyway. Louis is a jaded bastard who owns a cat named Duchess and teaches drama to teenagers, Harry is an idealistic aspiring photographer/part-time footy coach, Zayn teaches English lit and wears leather jackets, Liam saves people from burning buildings, and Niall is Niall.

  • this is one of the top ten most affecting things i have ever read in my life. i don’t know how. i don’t know why. i do know that i couldn’t put it down for days and wound up finishing it in a blanket fort on a friend’s couch at 4am, literally doing that feet-kicking thing where you’re so full of feelings you can’t actually physically contain it but have to be quiet and still because the rest of the world is asleep during your emotional revelation. it restored my faith in love and hope. i am still not recovered from the thing on the soccer field at night before the train or the star tattoo or harry taking picture after picture or basically anything about it. clear your calendar if you have to but read this fic and then pls come talk to me about it because like i said i am deeply affected and possibly forever changed.

walk my days on a wire by sunshiner - M, 38.5k - Harry hums, staring at his hands in his lap, and Louis can still feel their smoothness, how solid they were in between his own. “Do you think it’s the same for us? Are we here only because of the likeliness of our jobs? Of our lives?”
“We’re here because we have inventive managers,” Louis says, giving Harry’s leg a little nudge with his knee, but all that’s going around in his head is, I think I’d be in the same spot in every possible universe.  or, when actor Louis Tomlinson used to daydream about dating Harry Styles, this is not what he had in mind.

  • There’s this one moment in Cannes when they kiss and I both really want to talk about it bc it is amazing and really would not dream of talking about bc you have to go read it yourself. So like the summary suggests, they’re in a fake relationship, and they know that that’s what it’s supposed to be, but of course - of course - there’s more to it than that. Like instantly more in this way that you can feel rolling off the screen, that is about sexual chemistry but also a certain kind of very precious fitting together. Watching them see themselves through each others eyes is beautiful, as is seeing how much it means to them to have someone else who understands the pressured of this rarefied, panopticonic world of celebrity, and who loves and validates the ott celeb performer and the human underneath the facade. It’s interesting to read in the context of this fandom, and entirely universal at the same time - who doesn’t want a partner who can love them at their most extreme and most mundane, most accomplished and most afraid, right in the middle of a stadium or right in the middle of taking up the whole damn bed?

whispering of fields half-sown by @elianefics- PG-13, 7k - “And how ironic is it that even now, at the end of all things, Louis’ mere presence makes Harry want to believe that anything is possible again. That the earth isn’t close to collapsing on itself, that the tomorrows are bright and shining and full of promises. Harry hates Louis for giving him something to look forward to when the sky only keeps getting darker. Harry loves Louis for it. ”[All of his boys come back to him in the end, but it’s Louis, Harry has been waiting for all this time.]

  • heartbreaking, lush, moving apocalypse!fic wherein it is absolutely the case that through fire and water and earthquakes and ice, there is one person Harry needs by his side. There’s Liam and Niall and Zayn, too, and what it would mean for all of them to say goodbye, really goodbye, who they all are and what those friendships mean. And Louis. Oh, Louis. My eyes got mysteriously damp in the really good way, and it made me want to sit down and write just to make words like this. The conversation at the end of this stayed with me like whoa, and my chest is getting a little tight thinking about it again. That may make some people want to X it off the list; think twice before you do. This is worth it.

Young & Beautiful by velvetoscar - M, 227.5k - Louis, to his horror, attends an elitist university in which the name Zayn Malik means something, Niall Horan doesn’t stop talking, there are pianos everywhere, and Harry Styles, only son of a drug-addled, clinically insane ex-rocker, has a perfect smile and empty eyes.

  • absolutely beautiful. so vivid i dreamt about it and then went and got a whole bunch of flowers and spent a while wandering around in fancy clothes just because it felt as though i was already living in the story so why not? And how could you not want to be part of this world that is complex and nuanced and subtle and gorgeous (which is not a way i expected to feel about a fic about rich kids btw but this fic makes them so full and the story so engaging that it happened and not only a little). Dimensional characters, wonderful tension, simmering slow burn, complexity, believable and complex psychological motivations,  theme parties, a falcon named cleopatrick, long nights, loaded touches, meaningful subplots, love, resilience. The only possible complaint is it made me want a champagne fountain, and that is not any sort of complaint at all. (lmk if you have a champagne fountain though, it’s been a few weeks and i am really still about wanting to live inside this fic, and also champagne)
Research:Large to Small Scale, Avoiding Homogenizing East Asian Cultures, & Paralleling Regions Appropriately

I’m currently working on a project set in a secondary world, but with nations that roughly correspond to major cultures in our world. 

By that I mean I’m trying to create amalgamations of cultural groups. For example, one country corresponds to Germanic cultures, one to Celtic, one to Mediterranean. There are, so far, also countries that correspond to Eastern Asia - a mixture of Japanese, Chinese and Korean, mainly - South America, “Arab countries” and so on. My first question, in that regard, would be whether or not this concept - creating a “vibe” that reads Eastern Asian, for example, but is not one specific culture - is offensive and if it is, what I can do to solve it. 

The project I’m working on makes use of so called FaceClaims, which means that, for example, actors are used to represent fictional characters. If I based the country on China alone, then I could only use Chinese FCs and would thus greatly limit the representation. A solution I thought of was to have each country be inofficially split up in itself, so the “East Asian” country would have a “Chinese” region, a “Korean” region and so on.
Secondly, I have a desert region that I thought would be nice for an “African” (I am very much aware that there is no such thing as an “African culture”, so bear with me) cultural group. For this “country”, I thought of a loose union between different nations of people. There, I’m stuck - should I choose one region in Africa, let’s say West Africa, and base each nation on one specific peoples there? Or should I create my own “African-inspired” cultures? Or should I choose cultures from all around Africa and base a nation on each?

My third question goes along a similar line: The “cultures” I have chosen for the countries are by far not all there are in the world. There is no country for Native Americans, for example, none for South-Eastern Asians (unless I integrate them with my “India”), no Central Asian, etc. I know it is impossible to include all cultures there are in the world, but how do I choose which ones to represent in a concept like mine? I don’t want to exclude them, but I simply cannot create as many countries as there are cultural groups.

One possible solution I thought of specifically refers to Jewish people, since I feel it is important to represent them more in fantasy writing. My current idea was to have their story go similar to that of our world: Exile, long travels, and a split into groups, one of which would be the Ashkenazim, living somewhere near the Germanic country, and the other would be the Sephardim, which I imagined to live in between the “Arab” and “African” country, in a semi-autonomous city-state. But is it offensive to adapt what happened to the Jewish people in a secondary world or should I make it so that they have a more positive past and life, no exile like there was in our world? As far as I know, the exile is an important part of Jewish identity and cultural understanding, but I thought I’d ask anyway.

I’m going to preface this that some of this wording might sound very harsh, but I recognize you are genuinely asking out of a place of respect but you just aren’t sure what the best way to respect the world’s diversity is. The problem is it’s still not quite respectful enough, and shows sometimes glaring ignorance of nuances in the region.

I would also like to remind people that just because your exact question hasn’t been answered to the full scope you’re looking at, doesn’t mean you can’t get an answer as a whole. For example, we’ve discussed the concept of how and when to mix different cultures in the East Asian tag. Shira will cover your questions regarding Jewish representation below. 

However, I’m going to specifically tackle this from a research and worldbuilding perspective, primarily talking about a history of forced homogenization and how to avoid recreating colonialism/imperialism.

Notes on Language and False Equivalences

For starters, basically all of these groups are too broad. By a long shot. Either they flatten sometimes dozens to thousands of cultures (“Native American country” is in the thousands, “West Africa” is in the hundreds, “China, Japan, Korea” is in the dozens, if not hundreds, same deal with India). This language use makes people pretty uncomfortable, because it implies that the basis is stereotypes. It implies you haven’t done research, or, at least, haven’t done enough. When discussing nuance, it’s best to imply you understand there is nuance— like you did with Africa and Jewish culture, but neglected to do everywhere else.

You also go very broad with all non-European cultures, but narrow down a general homogeneous part for your European analogues, by picking Germanic and Celtic.

This double standard is something that is exactly what we try to draw attention to at WWC: to our ears, it sounds like “I’m taking Germanic peoples for Europe, but I’m going to mix three East Asian countries because those two regions have the equivalent amount of sameness that I can pass it off.”

While that sounds specific to just you, it’s not. We’ve received this type of question dozens of times in the past and it’s a general cultural attitude we’ve faced lots and lots and lots of times. Western society makes you think the equivalence is equal, because they’ve flattened all non-European countries with the single broadest brush, but it’s not.

I would also caution you on relying on media images for face claims, because media images only represent the idealized version of beauty. We’ve written multiple description guides that point out how much variety exists within all ethnic groups and how people seeing us as all the same is a microaggression.

You are right that you can’t tackle all of the world’s diversity into your worldbuilding, because, well, there is so much. The core of your question is basically how to narrow it down, which is what I’m going to tackle.

My suggestion is twofold: 

  1. Research big, top level things, over a few centuries— namely, keep track of empires that have tried to take over places and look at what groups Western society lumps together when it spreads multiple regions.
  2. Build small with a focus on a very specific place and group— namely, pick the smallest possible region you can and see what you have to build from there.

Researching Big

Researching big helps you catch what not to flatten, or at least, where flattening might be reinforcing situations that a government perpetuated. I’m going to focus on East Asia since that’s the bulk of your question, and it’s also where I’ve spent some time worldbuilding. The principles apply to all groups you’re trying to research.

East Asia— namely Japan, Korea, and China, although that is an oversimplification itself— is composed of two empires: China and Japan. This makes homogenization extremely risky because you’re touching two nerves of countries trying to take over in very recent history.

China has taken over a very large swath of land over centuries, and still has independence fights to this day from their recent history. As a result, they have both a roughly overreaching culture because the empire is so old, and a very fractured culture with over 50 recognized ethnic groups. When you think of “Chinese” you usually think of the dominant Han Chinese, but because of its old empire roots you can get a giant variety. In modern day, some provinces have kept their individual culture, while others have been part of China for so long there is a general “sameness” to them that can capture the flare you want.

Japan’s imperialism is similarly recent, only ending in 1947, and it left wounds across the Pacific (including Korea, China, Taiwan, the Philippines, and Malaysia). Many of their actions are classified as war crimes. They’ve also erased their own Indigenous population by insisting only one ethnicity lived in the country. Both of these factors make mixing Japan into an “East Asian” mix tricky. Japan’s culture, while heavily impacted by China and Korea, is pretty distinct because of its island status.

Big research also lets you see the neighbouring areas at a time borders might not have been the same. For example, in the 1600s, China was much smaller because the Manchu External Expansion hadn’t happened yet. As a result, places we now think of as “Chinese” actually weren’t, and you’ll have to account for these differences in your worldbuilding. You can determine this by looking up historical maps/empires, which might require book research (libraries are wonderful).

This does not mean you can ignore recent history, however. Because the story is set in modern day, people will be viewing it through a modern lens. You need to research both the modern and the historical context in order to understand how to go about crafting a respectful world.

So that’s stuff you would’ve discovered by big research. By tracking empire movements, you can see where old wounds are and what historical contexts exist within whatever region you’re pulling from. If you take North America, you can see how each individual tribe is cast aside in favour of settler stories; in Africa, you can see how multiple empires wanted to plunder the land and didn’t care who it was; in the Middle East, you can see both the recent military involvement, the historical Ottomans, and the historical Persians.

Build Small

You can also see what empires influenced their regions for long enough to create a similar-ish culture throughout multiple regions, which can help you extract the essence you’re looking for. I would add a very large caution to only do this for historical empires where those who suffered under the regime are not fighting in present day/ have living memory of it (such as incorporating too much of England, France, or Spain in the Americas, along with the two examples above).

Now you can build small. If you wanted to give a sense of, say, coastal China with a heavy amount of trade, you can pick a major port city in China and figure out the pluralism in relation to that city. What parts identify it as Chinese (architecture, governance, food, general religious practices— folklore changes by region, but the general gist of practices can remain similar enough to get a vibe), and what parts are borrowed from a distinct enough culture they’re noticeably different?

By going from a city level, you can imply pluralism by throwing in asides of differences “out there” that shows you’ve thought about it, without cramming your world full of cultures you can’t fit in the plot. You can then also narrow down what to include based on map proximity: if there’s an easy sea or land path to an Egyptian analogue, you’re probably going to at least hint at it. This is a known historical trade, btw. Egyptian blue and Han purple are made of similar substances, pointing to an ancient cultural link.

You can research this by simply googling the country and looking under its history in Wikipedia. If you look up “China”, you can see “Imperial Unification” as one of its history points. “Japan” similarly gets you the Meiji period. Turkey shows the Ottoman empire. You can also look up “empires in [region]” that will give you a similar overview. This even works for places you don’t think have historical empires, such as North America (the pre-colonization section notes several).

This also is a starting place for what the borders would’ve been during any given time period, and gives you places to potentially factor in military involvement and recent strife. This is where modern research comes in handy, because you can get an idea of what that strife looked like.

Hope this gives you an idea how to go about worldbuilding a diverse population, and how to avoid paralleling recent wounds. 

~ Mod Lesya

Regarding Your Jewish Characters

I think it’s valid to reflect our real history in fantasy although if you dwell too much on the suffering aspects and not the “richly varied cultural traditions” aspects you’ll probably lose some of us because suffering-porn written from the outside gets old fast (if you’re Jewish yourself you 200% have the right to write this, of course.) Human Jewish characters living in pockets in fake-northern-Europe and fake-Mediterranea and fake-North-Africa (or even Fake China and Fake India; we’re there, too) is actually injecting some well-needed historical accuracy back into a genre that’s been badly whitewashed, gentilewashed, etc by imagining a Europe where nobody but white gentiles existed until they conveniently popped into existence during whatever era the writer thinks is appropriate.

In other words, if your fake Germany has a Jewish neighborhood in its largest city, that’s a way of making pseudo-European fantasy more realistic and less -washy, and is overall a good move, despite the fact that the destruction of the temple is the reason we were in Germany in the first place. (I mean… it’s not like you’re planning on sitting there writing about Tisha b'Av itself, right? You don’t have to say “And the reason there are Jews here is because a bazillion years ago, we wound up getting scattered” just to have Jews.)

By the way, having myself written secondary-world fantasy where entire countries, plural, get to be majority-Jewish, and 100% free of on-screen antisemitism, I think both ways are valid.

–Shira

10 Movies that could change your understanding about life

Every movie has the ability to affect its viewer differently. Some films evoke wonder and excitement, while others provoke fear or sorrow, but a commonality among all films is a prevailing message or theme.

Some films can summon such profound questions, that it changes the way you perceive life as you once knew it. The following list contains 10 unique movies that do just that.

10) Donnie Darko

Richard Kelly’s cult-classic Donnie Darko stars Jake Gyllenhaal as a troubled, sleep-walking teen who is insistent in challenging authority and who is often visited by Frank, a monstrous rabbit that urges Donnie to perform dangerous and destructive pranks.

A haunting work of loneliness, alienation and the universal desire for companionship and meaning that’s wrapped in a guise of understated ‘80s nostalgia and head-spinning science fiction mythology, Donnie Darko is a film you shouldn’t miss.

What makes Donnie Darko especially fascinating is its take on multiple realities and universes. The film explores concepts of imploding universes, black holes and alternate timelines. It leaves most scratching their heads and itching for an immediate second viewing. Richard Kelly stated that the film has varying interpretations, which is why the film is still analysed and debated about to this day.

9) The Matrix

A smartly crafted combination of stimulating action and mind-bending philosophy, The Matrix is a film that throws our perceived reality into question. The film’s premise finds Neo (Keanu Reeves), an office-worker by day, computer hacker by night, who is told about the grand illusion. That is, the reality as we know it is false, a simulated and constructed reality in which mankind is unknowingly imprisoned.

The film is an allegory for the concept of a spiritual awakening. Neo is woken up to the fact that he’s been enslaved to the system, the matrix, his entire life. He is re-taught about his unlimited potential as a creator-being, and stands up against the dark forces which impose humanity. Amazing in every sense, The Matrix has a lot to offer, with the potential to change the way you understand the world we live in.

8) Waking Life

Absurd, transporting, and strikingly original, Waking Life poses many life-changing questions, such as ‘What are dreams and what is reality?’ Within the animated film, the line between the dream-state and reality become blurred as the protagonist wanders through various scenarios and interacts with an eclectic cast of characters.

Each character throws science and philosophy into question, and as the main character continues to experience the extended dream, he begins to worry he will not awaken.

Humans and inanimate details are sometimes quite realistic, even recognizable (such as Ethan Hawke) but the computer “painting” can give subjects forms, movements and dimensions that are wildly exaggerated, limber and stylized in cartoon-like fashion. The movie looks like an LSD trip, and is a cult classic that could find a spot in everyone’s top ten list.

7) Cloud Atlas

Colossal in scale, Cloud Atlas follows 6 interwoven story lines that span hundreds of years. The official synopsis describes it as “an exploration of how the actions of individual lives impact one another in the past, present and future, as one soul is shaped from a killer into a hero, and an act of kindness ripples across centuries to inspire a revolution.”

Cloud Atlas’s prevalent theme delves into the theory of reincarnation, which boasts that an eternal aspect of our self, the soul, experiences any number of lives incarnating here on Earth. The film also explores the concept of karma and the karmic cycle, suggesting that our actions in one lifetime may reverberate into the next.

Although the critic consensus is mixed for Cloud Atlas, one must applaud the film for tackling an unconventional theory such as reincarnation as well as a massively ambitious story line.

6) Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter, and Spring

Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter, and Spring is a Korean film that follows a Buddhist monk and his journey at a monastery that floats on a lake in a pristine forest. The story follows the monk as he passes through the seasons of his life, from childhood to old age.

Each changing season act as beautiful metaphors and lesson that the main character is experiencing. The film is very quiet, but the breathtaking imagery speaks for itself. Although the story has only a handful of characters and everything takes place in a small area, it encompasses a surprisingly large chunk of the human experience, including lust, love, jealousy, murder, suicide and redemption. It has important things to say about the difficulty of teaching and the elusiveness of wisdom.

This film is about learning from one’s mistakes and becoming a better person by seeking wisdom.

5) Samsara

In a number of Eastern faiths, samsara literally means “continuous flow,” referring obliquely to the ongoing cycle of life and death, decay and renewal.

Samsara, the film, turns that idea into a sprawling concept, a continuous flow of images of the natural world and the human tide that dominates it. The film envelops the audience with a barrage of diverse imagery that shifts rapidly from one locale and one theme to the next.

Through watching the continuous imagery, we are given the chance to truly observe our world with utmost presence, something we tend not do in our fast-paced culture. It’s a journey through life and death, and a film which may give you a new perspective on the human experience.

4) Detachment

Detachment is a chronicle of one month in the lives of several high school teachers, administrators and students through the eyes of a substitute teacher named Henry Barthes (Adrien Brody).  Barthes’ method of imparting vital knowledge to his temporary students is interrupted by the arrival of three women in his life — the damaged and naïve prostitute Erica, a fellow teacher and a troubled teen named Meredith.

These women all have profound effects on Barthes’ life, forcing him to both re-discover aspects of his own personality, and to come to terms with both the tragic suicide of his mother and the impending death of his grandfather.

Henry impacts his students’ lives and makes them more focused and attentive, but he alone can only do so much. The film is a character study of one man, and a social commentary on the failing education and social systems.

3) Her

Her follows Theodore (Joaquin Phoenix), a lonely introverted middle-aged man who  hears of the new OS1, the world’s first artificial intelligent operating system. When Theodore meets Samantha (Scarlett Johansson), the charming female voice of his OS1, he soon finds himself drawn to  her romantically. As he becomes closer to Samantha, Theodore must decipher where his desire to be with her is really coming from.

There are many themes in Her that parallel the issues of our current technology-obsessed culture. We’ve become so attached to our phones, laptops and tablets that we’ve begun to lose touch with an essential aspect of life, authentic human interaction. Her reveals how technology is propelling isolation and loneliness to a scary degree, something we all should consider.

2) Fight Club

Fight Club teaches its viewer many things. A big lesson realized from watching the film is the emptiness that exists within consumerism and materialism. It’s also a film which questions our attachment to identity -are we really who we believe ourselves to be? The film shocks its viewer when we discover that the ‘revolution’ which has been building up is a mere satire constructed to teach the main character a massive lesson about the state of humanity.

1) Life Is Beautiful

Life is Beautiful reveals the power of optimism and perception during dark times. The story is simple: A father tries to shelter his son and family from the horrors of WWII. It teaches us how preserving our child-like innocence can protect us from the troubles life may throw at us. A simple concept that is beautifully crafted.

Obviously this list only skims the amount of life-changing films available today. I didn’t even mention documentaries, because there are too many to start listing. What are some movies or documentaries that have impacted your life?

BTS Reaction #21 - They’re going through old posts on their crushes Instagram and accidentally like a really old picture

anon asked: GOT7, BTS, BIGBANG, and BLACKPINK when their insta-salking/facebook stalking their crush and they accidentally like a picture/post from months to a year ago please?? xD


Seokjin: he would un-like the pic immediately, jump up from his seat, and pace the back and forth with unhuman noises coming from his mouth as he stared at his phone, willing time to reverse “I freaking hate my life!!! Why did I do that!?”

Originally posted by yoongichii

Yoongi: He would freeze in place and stare at the red heart on your insagram pic. “If I unlike it now then they’ll know that it was an accident, but they’ll still know I went through their pics so there’s no point in unliking it. Do I comment on it with a joke to make it seem funny and nonchalant or do I just die now?”

Originally posted by jeonbase

Hoseok: *screams and freaks out, but then laughs it off and ends up liking a bunch more of your old pics, commenting on a bunch too* “Ahh Y/N this is such a cute dog you have! I couldn’t help searching for more pics of him, but along the way I liked a bunch of other pics because you just photograph so well!”

Originally posted by jimiyoong

Namjoon: *Starts questioning how he became so creepy leading to him being stupid and liking your pic which leads him to questioning life and existence over the next few hours* “What have I done to deserve this…”

Originally posted by my-shining-star

Jimin: *comments on your vacation pic* “Y/n-ah! I’ve been here before it’s beautiful right??” *hoping to God that you don’t think that’s creepy as he does his best to play it off like he meant to do that and wasn’t secretly scrolling through all of your pictures*

Originally posted by chimtae

Taehyung: *looks over to his hyungs in the room with him* “Hyungs…Hyungs what do I do? I…. I did something terrible” *frozen and unsure how to process this trauma*

Originally posted by xcrazyfangirlx

Jungkook: Honestly he’d really freak TF out, probably screaming and running into his hyungs rooms to gather them up in the living room to have a meeting about how to handle his current situation

Originally posted by hoshikio


A/N: I freaking died doing this thank you anon xDD lmao and each group will be posted separately over the next few days!! I hope you like them!

Lana Del Rey on Religion

“My understanding of God has come from my own personal experiences… because I was in trouble so many times in New York that if you were me, you would believe in God too. When things get bad enough, your only resort is to lie in bed and start praying. I dunno about congregating once a week in a church and all that, but when I heard there is a divine power you can call on, I did.“ 

“Well, I mixed it with my studies in theology, because it was the best school for the Jesuit faith and all of the Jesuits taught philosophy classes. There was just a lot of talk about going back to that basic question: Why do we exist? How did reality come to be? Why do we do what we do? And how not to become the butcher, the baker, the candlestickmaker, the guardians of the middle-class—that really interested me. I don’t know. Yeah, I loved being around people who wondered why we were here.”

“I guess I would say that the beautiful thing about feeling connected to something greater is that even at my lowest point I always have a feeling that I’m being taken care of. “

“And Jesus—I mean, being raised Catholic, it was just a way of life. Spirituality and religion were strong. I was in Catholic school until I was 13. Like a lot of other people, I think foundationally I was hymn inspired—musical hymns, not Him, Jesus. [Laughs.]”

“Like so many people, they always state the difference between faith and religion. The faith that I’ve come to find is a science of my own through lots of trials and errors. I’ve been through so many different walks of life that I’ve needed to ask a lot of questions that no human power can answer. I’ve had to seek a lot of guidance. I’ve had to pray a lot because I’ve been in trouble a lot. But it’s not until you do that that you realize there are answers out there to be found.”

To thine own self be true. Seek and ye shall find. There’s a science to prayer, I would say. I think sometimes when you’re really faced with a huge life dilemma or problem and you’ve turned to every sort of thing for answers, sometimes the last resort is to pray and to put out a question to the universe in your mind. Even when you put your question out there, you ask that invisible whoever “What do I do?” you sort of get answers; you forget the problem all over again.”

“I went to a Catholic school called St. Agnes and I loved going to church. I was very interesting and curious about the idea of a divine plan and that there was something bigger than us out there. I don’t have a traditional Catholic view of religion or God though – but I enjoy the feeling of being looked after in the spiritual sense.”

She attended a Catholic elementary school called St. Agnes, and was the cantor of the church across the street. “I loved church,” says Del Rey. “I loved the mysticism, the idea of something bigger, the idea of a divine plan. For me, the concept of religion transitioned into a really healthy idea of God–I don’t have the traditional views of a conservative Catholic, but my imagination was opened within the big blue-and-gold cathedral walls. I liked the idea of being looked after.”

I would say, ‘I don’t know what’s going to happen.’ She’d say, ‘God didn’t save you from drowning just to beat you up on the shore. All you really need is patience when you have persistence.”

“I feel a strong relationship with God and I feel my ties are with him. That’s how I honestly feel. Everything I do, I do it for somebody I’ve never met before, something in the great beyond. That’s my primary relationship, really, is with something divine. I feel a connection as real with that as I’ve ever had with anybody on this earth.”

“There’s one song called “God Knows I Tried” which has a little gospel feel to it.”

On Neil Gaiman, and Heroes.

I think I realised something, a reason for why I love about Neil Gaiman’s work so much that I never realised before. Many of his main characters are very…wallflower. At least, they have been in most of the stories I have read. They aren’t celebrated. They aren’t suave or extra clever or grand in any way. They just are. Richard is a man with an okay job and an iffy girlfriend. Shadow is a down on his luck ex-con. The Narrator in Ocean is a man questioning life in his late 40′s, in a not too different way from how one questions in their 20′s. Barbie too, is just a girl. They all lead wallflower existences, unnoticed by those not looking, easily passed over by the random on the street. 

And then these wallflower heroes of his go on to see fantastic things, have reality warping adventures. Adventures on scales so abstract and so vast, and so, so beautiful. And then they come back. Then they come back to a normal life, or at least, a life normal enough. No one knows of what they’ve done. They aren’t congratulated or patted on the back. They come back and live more of their wallflower lives.

And I think the reason I really love this trope of his is because, as time goes by, I too feel more and more wallflower. As children, we dream big. I was going to be the next Tesla, re-invent electricity based technology for the world. Right now, I’d be happy to get a job out of uni that pays okay. Life lowers our expectations and makes wallflowers out of most of us, meant to go just watch the world swing madly on. We contribute to it, but in small ways, ways that seem insignificant. And when we pick up a book, we hide ourselves in awe behind heroes like Vin and Daenerys who can decimate armies and change the course of history in minutes. Which is fine - it’s a lovely escape. But sometimes, we need something a bit less from our heroes. Sometimes, we just need someone to see ourselves in, to stand by, to walk with, to fight with, and in the end, come back with to our everyday lives, with a world none the wiser, and feeling no more changed. Sometimes, we need Shadow, and we need Barbie, and we need Richard. And we need Gaiman.

Beneath beautiful farmlands in northeastern France lie dozens of vast stone quarries that were transformed into modern underground cities adjacent to the trenches of WWI. Their existence remains all but unknown to the outside world. This video answers part of the question about how I found the Hidden World of WWI.

The television documentary, Americans Underground: Secret City of WWI, will be rebroadcast tomorrow, March 17th on The Smithsonian Channel (@Smithsonian_Channel) at 10:00 pm ET & PT as well as 1:00 am ET & PT on March 18th.

On April 6th, an exhibition of my WWI photographs will open at The Smithsonian National Air & Space Museum in Washington, DC. The exhibition runs for nearly 19 months.

anonymous asked:

Passione (Bruno's) gang seeing their crush in a wedding dress.

[ Ok cos this is crush not S/O ill keep the marriage altar options out HAHA feel free to send an ask if u want to see me write that one I also throwed Trish and Fugo in cos idk do you guys count them as fully part of the gang whatever i have time im going to wrITE THEM. Its overall not too long for each character cos i wrote for all of them apologies]

✖ BRUNO BUCCIELATI ✖
- I doubt this proud Capo would shed a tear but regardless it would definitely stun him. He’d think he was prepared to see you [I mean it’s just a dress how different will it be.] But he wasn’t prepared when you walked out of the room.
- He’d have to pause for a moment and walk up to you to take a good look at your face before he agrees that he isn’t dreaming and relax.
- If you two are alone he’d start letting the flatter stream in, telling you how angelic you looking in such an extravagant dress and how gorgeous he thinks you are.
- He might even offering to take your hand to give you a spin in the glorious gown, making sure he can soak in how good you look in all of it, the way the cloth hugs your body and how his wish so badly he’d get to marry you someday.
- If there are others around he’d surely be much more calm about it, the lightest blush covering his cheeks yet no one would comment anything and his actions wouldn’t be much different. However shooting the other members a look of disapproval if Mista they give any inappropriate comments about the way you look.

✖ GUIDO MISTA ✖
- Mista wouldn’t be anywhere near remotely subtle about it, he’d immediately walk up to you with the brightest blush on his face and drown you in flattery.
- Sure as hell expect him to throw in cheesy pickup lines asking you if you’d wear that for him someday too or about how he’d never thought you’d look so good in white, and how you’d look better naked. In which then Bruno or Abba would have shot him a look and lightly punched him.
- Opposite of Bucci though, if others are in his presence he’d be loud about his affection but if its just the two of you he’d shy away over too, too embarrassed to look you in the eye. Giving you side glances as he blushes and compliments you.
- Sex Pistols would definitely want to have a say in this, alone or not they’d pop up and start hovering around you, sitting on your shoulders or clinging onto your hair and smushing your cheeks they can’t get enough on how cute you look.
- In which now Mista would be furiously apologising for their behaviour or he himself commenting about how he wish that was him, and how it was unfair that his stand could get so close to a goddess like you but he wasn’t allowed to.

✖ LEONE ABBACCHIO ✖
- Abba would not make eye contact with you at all, averting his eyes to look at everyone but you’d he’d still tell you that you looked good. Maybe casually say something like good luck on this mission or something along those lines.
- Deep inside thought his cold heart is racing, his head only forming images of you standing at the altar with him and this man cannot handle it.
- Abba being Abba would also mentally note the exact time and day where this happens and you’re sure as hell when he’s alone in the mansion he’d replay this moment with Moody Blues as he smiles to himself without anyone noticing. You’ve enthralled this poor man.
- If its just the two of you he’d let his hands cup your face, his fingers trail over your cheeks before adjusting your hair and just looking at you with a full blown melancholic look on his face. He’d would have internally swore to do all he can to see this waiting for him at the altar someday. It’s now his new personal goal.
- If its with the rest of the gang around he wouldn’t even stand near you, probably sitting on the couch and taking in your full beauty from there, and when the other members ask him if he thinks you’d look good he’d just shrug and say something like “ Yeah whatever of course she’d look good.” while his own face heats up.

✖ GIORNO GIOVANNA ✖
- Within seconds of seeing you, regardless alone or not, he’d already have used Gold Experience to form a rose to give you, or even helping put it into your hair.
- You look Amazing, and the poor Don doesn’t know what to say, deep inside he’s thanking his ancestors already for giving him a chance to see you in a wedding dress before he even got to confess to you.
- Giorno being the suave boss that he is would shoot you a soft smile and give you some nice compliments about how elegant you look.
- If theres other people around he’d [not so] subtly do it instead maybe saying stuff like how even with Gold Experience he’s never seen any being so beautiful before and giving you such a warm smile you yourself feel the shivers go down your spine. It was a rare sight after all to see your boss so happy with you.
- Giorno might also dismiss the other members in the room to give the two of you some time alone instead as he just wants to remember such a precious moment with only the two of you and no other distractions. Maybe even using such a time to hint his affection towards you.
- He’d internally swear to protect you forever, telling himself he’d make sure he marries you someday. You were the most beautiful thing to exist in his dark world of the Mafia anyway. He would make sure you never get tainted again.

✖ TRISH UNA ✖
- She’d definitely first comment about the state of the dress, asking you a flurry of questions about the material, brand, design. All of course to cover her embarrassment.
- You look stunning and she hates it, how could you look so much better than her! She’d soon enough demand to get to try on the dress too just to see if you’d be as flustered as her when you see her in it.
- Trish wouldn’t flat out say it but she’d definitely leave a comment or two about how good you look in it, and the slight passive aggressiveness on how good you look. “ Dammit your figure is too slim for such a dress! Let me wear it instead!”
- If there are other members around she’d try to act more nonchalant about it, trying not to let anyone notice her gawking at you, especially making sure You of all people don’t notice.
- However if it’s just the two of you Trish herself would be nicer about it, telling you how good you look and maybe offering to style your hair for you or do your makeup. She herself wants to see you fully dolled up anyway, she knows you’d be stunning.

✖ NARANCIA GHIRGA ✖
- Like the excited child that he is Narancia would just gawk at you, be it if its just the two of you or everyone else is watching, the poor boy would just stare with his mouth open and blush rising to cover his face.
-  With some nudges from the other members he’d eventually close his mouth before taking a deep breath and letting out the loudest “ Wow.” All he wants now is to let you know just how much he loves you
-  His hands are covering his face now as he lets out a flustered blur of compliments all full of stutters as Aerosmith flies around him now to try and cool him down. The other members are laughing at the sight and so are you and the poor child is really overheating in embarrassment.
- If its just the two of you. Its worse. He’s trying his best to act as cool as he can and giving you the weirdest compliments like how “ I like you as much as I like orange juice.” and giving a awkward wink and shaky laugh.
-  And if you were to comment on how cute this scene was, teasing him, he’d totally lose it and blurt out something like how much he likes you and regret it right after.
-  Its the cutest sight and if you didn’t like him before. You sure as hell do now.

✖ PANNACOTTA FUGO ✖
- Fugo would just looked shocked for a good few seconds before regaining his usual composure however with a bright blush covering his face. Nothing else about him will change, snide remarks would still leave his mouth but everyone would notice how much more embarrassed he seems.
-  If the other members tease him about it he’ll go full defensive mode asking them to shut up and threatening them while constantly making eye contact with you. If you were to laugh at his cute ordeal, his face would just get even reader.
- If its just the two of you alone and you make a comment about how flustered he looks he’d quickly brush it off, scolding you a little before admitting in an accidental outburst to “ Stop fucking around I’m embarrassed enough!” and regretting it right after.
- Of course like everyone else he’d be imagining you walking down the aisle to him in that dress and god bless Fugo might start tearing up a little, he’s just thinking about just how much he doesn’t deserve someone as beautiful as you especially with his stand and job being so ugly.
- Fugo would still be trying to soak it all up and memorise your beauty for this, and after seeing this, might secretly beg Giorno to let him help you out on this mission instead in full overprotective mode. He doesn’t want you to get hurt at all after seeing such a blessed sight like this one.

All I know is this:
You need to love her like she loves the sky. Love her for her vastness, how she blankets everything.
Love her for her clouds, her lightness, her storms.
Love her for the stars in her eyes, how they shine when it’s dark, how they leave you questioning your very existence.
And love her for her sunsets. The colours, the peace, the finality. Love her for the way she ends things with beauty, love her for her need to turn everything to art.

The sky might never know that there is someone on earth that loves it as much as she does, but she loves it all the same. Love her like that.

—  Sky high

anonymous asked:

This is probably more a political question than a military one but, here we go. Say you rule all of Westeros, your eldest daughter is considered to be one of the most beautiful women in all seven kingdoms, and an adapt political player who is able to use every shred of power that any position would afford to her. Every single day there are dozens of marriage offers for her, considering all the possible choices of men who need a wife, who do you marry her too?

This question requires more context. Is she the only child I have, is she the heir, are there other people outside of my children who have claims, and if so, how strong is their support, and what legal precedents exist regarding the gender of the ruler of Westeros? All of those things will factor into my choice.

When it comes to these big questions of politics, there are so many factors that go into the answer. You can’t ever have a general rule, because each factor will have a wealth of circumstances unique to them. All politics is subject to the times, and those sorts of questions would be no different.

I’m going to assume that you meant that she was a crown princess and that I desired her to succeed the Throne. In that case, I would probably marry her to a family that gives her a strong position, probably to a dynastic third son or someone who didn’t stand to inherit, so the future king-consort wouldn’t have been raised in an environment where he was expected to exert supreme political power in his prospective domain. However, I’d probably look to, more than finding her an ideal mate, constantly be assigning her tasks in which she has an active role the same I would if she was a crown prince instead of a crown princess, so that she can be an active presence in the political sphere. Ideally, I want her to be known to highborn and commoner alike and avoid the mistakes of Rhaenyra, who isolated herself on Dragonstone and focused power inwards rather than building a coalition.

Am I building a navy to take out pirates in the Stepstones? My daughter is in charge of getting those ships built. Do I want to embark on a trade deal and alliance with the Sealord? She’s receiving the diplomat in the solar. A tournament in honor of my fiftieth nameday? She’s leading the opening ceremonies wearing a princess’s coronet. Was there a famine? She’s front-and-center distributing emergency grain rations to the starving smallfolk, flanked by two Kingsguard, to give her that sense of royal gravitas, naturally.

Some years of that, once she hits about 12 years of age (easy tasks with supervision, then work my way up as she gets older), gives her a powerful public presence, then get a betrothal as I’ve mentioned above, then keep her in the public sphere, more and more, until I’m dead or my health forces me to abdicate, and then she has the social capital she needs to (hopefully) keep the Iron Throne.

Thanks for the question, Anon.

SomethingLikeALawyer, Hand of the King

anonymous asked:

cool prompt maybe something like: "She's angry because I've been keeping and eye her....watching her."

For days, (Y/N) has been laying around the Lost Boy’s camp, alone, numb and completely unattached from the world. At night she gazes into the starless skies of Neverland, dreaming of once again meeting the star that would guarantee her freedom and take her home but she knows that that was only a mere dream. A fantasy.

Lately her sadness and mindless thoughts had turned to anger. She’s angry because he’s been keeping an eye on her….Watching her. What confused Pan to all ends is how she could think of Neverland as such a horrid place. Peter Pan could sympathize; if he was ripped away from his home he would also be unhappy but the fact that he had taken her to a beautiful, paradisal island where time and age didn’t exist should make her happy enough.

“A penny for your thoughts?” He questioned, taking a seat in the grass where she laid. Pan always knew where she was, he knew his own island like he knew his own heart was black.

(Y/N) only shook her head, tipping her face the direction opposite of him to avoid his green eyes that bore into her own. “I want to go home.”

“My dear Wendy.” He cooed. “Neverland is your home. Storybrooke is nothing but a distant memory filled with people who never as much as bothered to tell you the truth.”

“Don’t call me Wendy. My name is (Y/N).”

Pan shook his head and looked up at the night sky. What did she see so interesting about it? Pan had offered to fly her up into the sky; to let her fingertips touch the clouds but she didn’t want that. (Y/N) never wanted anything Pan offered.

“What can I do to convince you otherwise? You’re Wendy and I’m Peter Pan; you’re in me like a heartbeat. We are written as the star crossed lovers of a land where we remain forever young. Death cannot touch us but why do I feel like I am talking to a corpse?”

“Stop! Just stop with all this poetic garbage?! You,” (Y/N) emphasized. “…are crazy and I don’t know what this crazy fantasy you have in your mind is but I am not Wendy and you are not some magical flying boy. I don’t know where the hell we are but I want to go home right now!”

“You’re home is here.”

“You’re delusional!” She yelled, covering her tear-blurred eyes.

Pan reached toward his chest, plunging his hand inside and grasping a hold of his heart. His shoulders twitched and slumped as he yanked the organ from his ribcage and held it out before him.

“Take it.” Pan whispered. “My heart is yours.”

(Y/N) woke with a start.

Her eyes scrunched shut at the onslaught of sunshine in her room, her blankets scattered and kicked around her mattress. She was… back in her bedroom and not held captive on an island by a boy who claimed to be Peter Pan.

That afternoon at school, all seemed surreal. Her classmates watched her oddly and people seemed to move in slow motion all around her. Even her teachers avoided any sort of eye contact — dodging their looks side ways and ignoring (Y/N)’s raised hands.

At the end of her odd day, (Y/N) stood at her locker, twisting the knob to the correct numbers of her combo. A note fell from her locker — not surprising since her locker was a mess of stuffed papers and crushed textbooks.

As she bent to pick it up she opened it, the scraggly handwriting shaking fear into her heart:

If you won’t live in my world then I will live in yours. My heart is yours.

anonymous asked:

I didn't know you were questioning. That is really interesting. Tell me to piss off is this is too personal but I was wondering how that works in terms of your faith. I know LGBT Muslim ppl exist obviously but i've always been curious how they reconcile that with their faith. Any insight would be appreciated.

Hi, Anon!!!

Allah is our Creator, and His entire creation is beautiful, regardless of whoever it is/they are. Allah loves his Creation. The creation He made, the universe, the people, plants, animals, the land and the sea … everything, He made it with so much love, care and it all serves a purpose.

He is the Most Kind, the Most Merciful.

He loves His Creation.

Music for me is, well, you know, I think you could find it kind of like a quantum analogy in physics, like dark matter, the search of dark matter, that’s what music is for me. Because how amazing is it? I don’t want to be a geek, but it doesn’t exist… music doesn’t exist physically, yet, it commands every facet of my personality and it has the power to command people how to feel. Imagery, words, they’re very suggestive, whereas music can command somebody how to feel, at an emotional level uncontrollably. I just find that so fascinating, so fascinating, the idea that it exists in another dimension, really. It makes me question everything. My love and knowledge and understanding of music has been the one thing that’s made me sway more towards being religious. I’m not religious at all, but the more obsessed I become with music, the more I question spirituality and religion. And that sounds really pretentious, but that’s true because music is a form, it’s just such a beautiful idea, and I’m obsessed with it, totally obsessed with it.
—  Matty Healy (The 1975)
I have a friend who’s an artist and has sometimes taken a view which I don’t agree with very well. He’ll hold up a flower and say “look how beautiful it is,” and I’ll agree. Then he says “I as an artist can see how beautiful this is but you as a scientist take this all apart and it becomes a dull thing,” and I think that he’s kind of nutty. First of all, the beauty that he sees is available to other people and to me too, I believe. Although I may not be quite as refined aesthetically as he is … I can appreciate the beauty of a flower. At the same time, I see much more about the flower than he sees. I could imagine the cells in there, the complicated actions inside, which also have a beauty. I mean it’s not just beauty at this dimension, at one centimeter; there’s also beauty at smaller dimensions, the inner structure, also the processes. The fact that the colors in the flower evolved in order to attract insects to pollinate it is interesting; it means that insects can see the color. It adds a question: does this aesthetic sense also exist in the lower forms? Why is it aesthetic? All kinds of interesting questions which the science knowledge only adds to the excitement, the mystery and the awe of a flower. It only adds. I don’t understand how it subtracts.
—  Richard P. Feynman

deciclueyes  asked:

Hi, this isnt much of a question but I really want to tell you how happy I am that you exist and your blog exists. I'm 17, almost 18 and I have struggled with body image my entire life and seeing all of your positivity has really helped me come out of my shell. You are incredibly beautiful and I just want to thank you incredibly much for helping me learn to start loving myself 💖

😭 I appreciate that more than you know. I hated my body when I was younger and I was pretty mercilessly picked on so to know that I’m helping others who were in the shoes I was once in is incredibly special to me. I’m so thrilled you’re learning to love yourself at a young age, it’ll take you so far in life ♥️ thank you for letting me be a part of your journey!

anonymous asked:

What you said to that last anon... You're kinda of a mean ass bitch you know? He asked a question and you replied with an angry rant and threatened to find his IP address. Even if you didn't like the question, there's no need to get upset. It never hurts to show a little compassion ya know.

this just in! blocking the IP of an anon who calls you a ‘lazy piece of shit fucking bitch’ actually makes you just as bad as the bully. it is reverse bullying and it actually DOES make you a mean ass bitch, you know? 😔😔😔

“ALL THEY DID WAS ASK WHY YOU THINK IT IS OKAY TO EXIST LIKE THAT?!? All they did was tell you to change your physical, natural body to conform to their own personal view of beauty. how dare you respond to an attack on your actual existence with any rudeness!” - how the fuck you sound

of COURSE i’m a bitch because you are fucking swamp people sending me these asks. send me another anon so i can block your ip, too. i didn’t ‘threaten’ to find the ip address jesus christ don’t be so dramatic. there is an option to block the ip address of anyone who sends you anon messages on desktop, which is exactly what i’ll be doing with your next anon drivel.

I’ll respond however the fuck i want to shitty anons like yours thank you very much. do me a kindness and fuck off!

The funniest boy I know hides behind his humor. He throws his jokes like ninja stars, blinding his targets to the pain so evident on his face. He worries about not being enough in his room at three a.m where there is no one to distract with puns and riddles. His insecurities are mounted in front of him like a wall, too high for him to climb over anymore. He has forgotten that he is not just his jokes. That his classmates smile when they see him not for the laughs they receive from his humor but for the comfort his ever present smile brings them that helps them forget their own troubles.

The dancer at my school was featured in an issue of my school newspaper. As I asked her questions about how long she had been in dance, her eyes shined as bright as the lights that focuses on her when she is on that stage alone. Her hands tapped steadily against some of the only clothes in her closet that isn’t sequined, as if her body is longing to be back out there. Jumping higher than the expectations set for her. Her body twirls faster and faster until she forgets of the cuts that are put on her by the girls she competes again. She does not let them stop her, on the stage or off. Her smile is bright enough for the sun to envy and her heart is nearly as big. Her love of dance is only over shadowed by her love of people she meets.


The theaters boy get sent to the back of the room during French class for being too dramatic. His head hangs lower than the notes the baritone hits. His spirit receives no credit outside of the stage. His enthusiasm for life does not fit on the teacher’s syllabus. His passion for his friends drips into his voice and rises above the acceptable volume. He spends more time trying to get the sulking girl in the corner to smile then he does on his worksheets. He gets sent to the back of the class so that the others do not get distracted by the fact that life exists outside of those four walls and that it is beautiful.


The over achieving know it all girl sits behind me in AP English filling out an application for yet another exclusive summer camp. Shes taps her pen against her temple as she plans how to arrange seventeen years of a person neatly on the four lines they provided. They ask questions about how many years she has been Student Council president but not how many times she’s tried to kill herself. They make their decisions based on the number of activities she has led but not on the number of friends she had talked to while they were crying at four in the morning. They ask her how high her GPA is but not how she deals with her ever growing stress that threatens to topple over and suffocate her. There is no room for her to express why she wishes so badly to leave a home that forces her to bend and shape herself into just four lines.


The quiet girl in my government class has the loveliest mind. She is overlooked by the more outgoing personalities in the class. A gentle heart is not as apparent as a loud voice. She is satisfied with her placement in this chain of classroom hierarchy. She does not fight for her turn in the spotlight. She sits patiently on the sidelines, waiting for the day that same loud voice that stole her light comes in with their wings torn and heart broken by the world. And she sits with them. And she loves them.

—  We are not what we seem (#3)

anonymous asked:

Hello. I think your art is very sensitive, strong and also personal and that's why I'm hesitant about asking you questions like what your work means to you, what are you trying to say and also technically how do you print your images on fabric because the results are so beautiful and fragile. I understand if you don't want to share these information and apologies if you've been asked these questions before. Wish you all the best.

Hi, so at the moment I’m looking at found online images that I’ve found mostly through image grabber apps that take random images, looking at lost and forgotten images, or images rarely visited and reinterpreting that, found images that are left alone to exist on the internet - exploring a digital interpretation of Terrain Vague. Most of my work is made through solvent transfers, thank you!

anonymous asked:

apple, banana, kiwi

apple: what do you use more, tumblr or twitter?

I use twitter ( @ paleception) way more than tumblr but idek why

banana: favorite horror movies? 

the ring, conjuring, the woman in black, cabin in the woods, case 39

kiwi: what’s something that fascinates you? 

tbh the human being bc we have so much power and our bodies fascinates me, the way our lungs breathe in the air and how our blood rushes through our veins and how all of this is keeping us alive. one human being can create, control, influence, hurt others and life in general just fascinates me because there are so many questions that I cannot answer. i mean how did everything develope? everybody says that the big bang was the beginning of everything but i ask myself how the big bang took place when there was nothing existing at that time? and the universe is just so so huge and surreal but yet so beautiful omg i hope that text made sense somehow but i just cannot put my amazement into words ahh