this guy did so much for me you can't even understand

An IMPORTANT message to the phandom!!!!!
  • Dear people of the phandom:
  • Yes, Dan did not upload the anticipated "cheeky" video this week. Yes, you have the right to be hopeful/reasonably-excited for that video as it could possibly (emphasis on "possibly") be a coming out video. Yes, his most recent video is not his greatest video ever. However, you are not allowed to disrespect Dan and treat him badly because *that* video didn't come out this week.
  • Dan stated multiple times that that video would NOT be his next video and that a simple, funny video would be coming first. He warned you that the anticipated video wouldn't be coming out this week. So you have no excuse to harass him on twitter, accuse him of overhyping a video, and treat him like his work doesn't matter if it's not a coming out video. I'm disgusted to see people that call themselves fans treating Dan and Phil like shit.
  • May I remind you, Dan has been a part of FORTY videos on the gaming channel since December, he's uploaded three extremely funny and well made videos since the beginning of the year, has been doing weekly liveshows, AND sacrificed a third of his entire year last year to bring you guys a tour. Dan Howell is an incredibly hard working person that loves us all dearly and he deserves to make a simple, funny, distraction video sometimes. He's human and, although he tries, he can't always meet your every demand. Dan does not deserve to be treated like shit for making the video that he wanted to make.
  • I'm incredibly disappointed with everyone in the phandom that is being rude to Dan, you have obviously upset Dan. As a fan you should realize how much effort Dan and Phil put into everything they do. You need to appreciate their videos as more than just a means to prove your ship, theories, speculations, and hopes/wants/desires. Dan and Phil's videos are funny and interesting; you should appreciate them for what they are, not what you want them to be.
  • You need to realize that Dan and Phil are real people and, despite their best efforts, cannot always meet your demands. Dan stated that he decided to make this video (isg 9) to be a funny distraction from things going on right now; as fans, you should respect his decision. He's trying to make a funny video to add a little light to the world and you're treating him horribly for it.
  • Dan and Phil are NOT robots that post whatever you want them to post, whenever you want them to post. Their content is a reflection of what they want to post and when they feel comfortable posting it. We need to learn to respect that and to not treat them badly when we do not get what we want. As fans, we need to show Dan and Phil that we appreciate their hard work, appreciate their content, appreciate them as more than just a ship (despite how much we love it), and understand that they are amazing humans. If you cannot do those things, you do not deserve to call yourself a fan. You cannot call yourself a fan while also treating them badly if you do not get what you want.
  • Remember: Dan's anticipated video WILL come out and it probably will in the near future, but we should not pressure him and overhype the video because of our own wants and speculation. It may not be the coming out video that we hope it is. If it isn't, we should appreciate the video for what it is, not get mad about it, and treat Dan (and Phil if applicable) with respect and appreciation. If it is a coming out video, we should support Dan and get excited afterwards(not before it's even filmed and uploaded)
  • ❁❁Sincerely:
  • A kindhearted phandom member

zarohk  asked:

So, I'm not totally sure the timelines match up, but do you think that Rachel's sisters (especially Sarah who is younger and more naive) could have watched Buffy the Vampire Slayer and decided that Rachel is the Slayer? Goes out at night, all hours, secret boyfriend who only visits her at night, can't tell their single mom, etc.

[First of all: the timelines do actually match up quite well.  In #20 there’s a brief mention of David’s dad (of all people) watching Buffy on TV, and although Animorphs started and ended first most of its run overlaps with Buffy.  Second, I LOVE this idea so much.  Rachel and Buffy are two of the people who were massively influential in teaching me and my friends that it was possible to be girly and tough at the same time.  Third… Voila.]

It starts as a way to distract her sisters, on the nights when their mom can’t make it home and their dad is too busy to call—Rachel will put on whichever Buffy episode she’s got saved in the DVR and all three of them will watch it together.  However, all three of them fall in love with the show over time, until they’re catching each episode live: Sarah laughs at all the puns and hums along with the theme song while Jordan waxes poetical about how dreamy Spike and Angel are.  

Rachel just loves Buffy herself, because there aren’t enough girls on TV that can look that fabulous and kick butt at the same time.  It becomes a weekly ritual, one that Rachel sometimes has to miss if Cassie or Jake calls with urgent news, but she’ll put aside anything short of the alien invasion to catch it with her sisters.

*****************

Jordan meets Rachel at the door, which is a bad sign because their mom and Sarah are both asleep and Rachel herself went to bed six hours ago.  The mission was long, nasty, and exhausting, the way they always are, and Rachel’s too keyed-up from the adrenaline rush to think of a proper excuse for why she’s sneaking in.  

She and Jordan stare at each other in silence for a few seconds, Rachel leaning on the door frame, Jordan holding a comic book in both hands as she sits on the end table in the foyer.  Jordan becomes the first one to speak.  “Sarah and I were talking,” she says.  “And I think we figured it out.”  

Rachel feels her stomach churn.  She’s not as careful with her sisters as her mom.  She never has been.  “Figured what out?”

“It’s okay.”  Jordan clutches her comic book a little more closely, expression solemn.  “We won’t tell Mom.”

Rachel crosses her arms.  “Won’t tell her what, exactly?”

Jordan thrusts the comic book at Rachel.  The cover shows a girl—Buffy Summers, judging by the title—holding a wooden stake in one hand and a sword in the other, her blond hair whirling around her as she thrusts the sword at a spike-covered greyish creature in the corner of the frame.  

Rachel takes a step back from the comic, not sure whether to laugh or to cry.  

“It explains everything.  Where you sneak out to almost every night.  Why you’ve got blood under your fingernails half the time when you get home.  Why you’ve got a secret boyfriend who only comes out at night—”

“I don’t have a boyfriend,” Rachel says reflexively.

Jordan nods, eyes wide.  “Uh-huh.  So you definitely weren’t seen by half the school at last week’s dance with a mysterious guy who has blond hair and is never seen around town.  You don’t have a boyfriend, even though I’ve heard people talking in your room in the middle of the night.  And you always leave your window open, even—especially—when it rains.  Almost like you’re waiting for a secret vampire boy—”

Rachel snorts a laugh.  “Tobias isn’t a vampire.”

Which has exactly the opposite effect than the one she intended.  “Oh my god,” Jordan whispers.  “Tobias as in that guy who disappeared last year? Everyone thought he died—” She gasps.  “Unless he did die.  And now he’s back!”

Much as Rachel wants to laugh and keep laughing until she falls over, she understands that this conversation actually has serious implications.  With effort she sobers herself.  “Look,” she says at last.  “There are things… Things I can’t tell you.  You wouldn’t be safe if I did.”  

She looks Jordan in the eye.  Jordan is taking this conversation seriously—probably more seriously than Rachel herself, for that matter.  “I understand,” Jordan says.  

“As soon as…”  As soon as the war’s over.  “As soon as it’s safe.  I’ll tell you everything.  Right now, there are things I can’t talk to you, or to Mom, about.  But someday I will.  I promise.”  Rachel can’t be more honest than that.  

“Okay.”  Jordan bites her lip.  “I just wanted you to know your secret’s safe with me.  And if you ever need help, like, hiding a body…”

Rachel smiles, overwhelmed with fondness.  “Thanks.”  She yawns.  “Now, if it’s all right with you, Dawn…”

Jordan makes a face.  

“I’m wiped, so I’m going to bed.”  She walks past Jordan and up the stairs to her room.  

“Rachel!”

She turns around.  Jordan is standing at the bottom of the stairs, hugging her comic book against her chest with both hands.  

“On the show,” she says haltingly.  “They say a lot about how slaying’s a dangerous job.  About how most slayers don’t live to be twenty.”  There’s real fear in her eyes, as she looks up at her sister.  

Rachel grins, tossing her hair over her shoulder.  “Really, Jordan, you should learn not to believe everything you see on TV.  After all, it’s just a show.  No vampire’s gonna take me down.”  

****************************

“You know, my sister thinks you’re William the Bloody.”

«Who’s that, a spokesman for Kotex?»

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She doesn’t get much input on the actual headstone; she’s too young for that.  She does, however, manage to put in a special request for the plaque on the statue they erect outside of Washington D.C., a proud grizzly bear rearing up to defend the Capitol.  

Rachel Daniella Berenson, the plaque reads.  She saved the world.  A lot.  

there's a new app or something
  • Girl: Did you get the new app?
  • Boy: What app?
  • Girl: The new app, stupid.
  • Boy: What does it do?
  • Girl: It's new! Check it out. *fires up app*
  • New App: *in a fresh and cool voice* Welcome to the new app.
  • Boy: I still don't understand what it does.
  • Girl: You can press this button here and it checks for the latest version of the new app. Watch. *boop*
  • New App: Boop received. There are ZERO new updates.
  • Girl: Isn't it cool?
  • Boy: I'm really not into it.
  • Girl: C'mon. You have to be. Everyone's using it.
  • Boy: I'm not really into the same things everyone else is.
  • Girl: You're always such a hispter, but that's your choice.
  • Boy: Yeah, it's my choice and I'm proud of it.
  • *later, elsewhere*
  • Group of People: Wow, the new app rules, right? I love it. I like booping it to see if there's any new updates. We should all boop it now. No, I think we should wait. You're stupid. Yeah, let's all boop it forget the other guy. *boopboopboopboopboopboop*
  • New App: Bbbooooppppp rreeecciiieeeevvvveeedddd. Ooonneeeeee nnnnnneewwww uuuuppppdddaaaattttteeeeeee aaaaavvvvvvvaaaillllllabbbbbl-
  • Boy: *watching from afar* What a bunch of sheep. How can they get excited over a stupid app that does nothing. It's mob mentality if I've ever seen it. One person downloads a useless app, so everyone else has to. Thank god that I'm appless and entirely free from banal social dogma.
  • New App: New update has finished downloading. Activating new feature, outcast locater. One outcast located directly to the south of your group. He's watching from the alleyway.
  • Boy: Huh?
  • Group of People: *rush over the alleyway* Whoa, there really was a guy watching us from the alleyway! What a weirdo! Does he really not have the app? No one doesn't have the app, it's the newest app. Hey, do you not have the app?
  • Boy: I have to go.
  • Group of People: Don't go! Why don't you have the app? Actually, fuck off if you don't have the new app, freak!
  • Boy: *runs away* Why did they all gang up on me like? *stomach growls* Now I'm hungry after running like that. I best go to that sandwich shop over yonder and eat a... hmmm sandwich.
  • Cashier: Hello, sweetie. What kind of sandwich can I get you today?
  • Boy: Just a bread sandwich. Like, a sandwich with three slices of bread and meats, vegetables, cheeses, or condiments.
  • Cashier: *phone vibrates* Hold on, sweetie. The new app is booping me, there might be a new update.
  • New App: Hey, do you see the kid standing in front of you?
  • Cashier: You mean that very cute boy?
  • New App: Yes, him. He doesn't have the new app.
  • Cashier: What!?
  • New App: It's true.
  • Cashier: You have the new app, don't you?
  • Boy: Well, no.
  • Janitor: *stops mopping the floor* That's kind of weird.
  • Cashier: It's actually very weird.
  • Boy: I don't understand what the big deal is, it's just a dumb app.
  • Cashier: It's not dumb, everyone's using it!
  • Janitor: *locks the doors* It's suspicious that you're not using it, son. Why don't you take a seat and wait here for a moment.
  • Cashier: Yeah, me an my colleague, the janitor, have to talk. Your sandwich will be out in a moment.
  • Boy: *nervously sits*
  • *the janitor and cashier huddle behind the counter and whisper to each other*
  • Boy: *internally* This is ridiculous. Why is this stupid app getting me into so much trouble. I'm not required to download it. It's just an app. So why is everyone getting so aggressive about it.
  • Cops: *knock at the door*
  • Janitor: *lets them in* Welcome officers.
  • Cops: So we hear that someone isn't using the new app, eh?
  • Janitor: Yes officer, he's sitting right over there. He's terrible! TERRIBLE!
  • Cops: Calm down, sir. We'll take care of this. *walks over to the boy, very authoritatively* Hello, son. Now, don't be intimidated just because we're cops and all. We simply want to know why you aren't using the new app.
  • Boy: I don't know, I just don't feel like using it.
  • Cops: But you realize it's the most innovative app to be released in the past decade. It was developed by Darkheart Studios, and you know those Darkhearts always make good stuff.
  • Boy: I just don't get why I have to download it. Like, what's the big deal? All it does is update itself.
  • *cops look at each other puzzled*
  • Cops: *phone vibrates* Oh, looks like the app has something to tell us. Lemme just give it a boop. *boop*
  • New App: Boop received. New has update finished downloading. Activating new feature, extermination of the sacrilegious. Kill the boy, officers. End his miserable life.
  • Cops: Are you telling us to shoot the boy because he hasn't downloaded the app.
  • New App: Not necessarily, but any means of extermination is sufficient.
  • Cops: I don't think we should kill the boy. The new app is great an all, but not worth killing over. In fact, it's getting kind of old. I think we should take the boy down to the station for safe keeping while we figure out what's going with this here bizarre app. Hey there, little guy... oh.
  • Boy: *gone*
  • Cops: He's gone. Now where did he run off too?
  • Boy: *runs panicked down the street, the cellphone of every single person vibrating and ringing as he passes them*
  • Boy: *runs into his house and locks himself in his bedroom* What did I do to deserve this? I should just download the app and spare myself this hell. No! I refuse, I won't fall in with trends like all the sheeple. I'm special. I'm different.
  • Sister: *knocks at the boy's bedroom door, clutching a knife behind her back* Little brother, open up. I have to talk to you about something. It's important.
  • Boy: I don't feel like talking, leave me alone.
  • Sister: Come on, I'm your sister. You can trust me, open up. *tries to force the door open* Open the fucking door!
  • Boy: You're acting crazy, leave me alone!
  • Sister: Fine. *stomps off*
  • Boy: *hides under his blankets*
  • *a cacophony of cellphone notification sounds come from outside of the bedroom window*
  • Boy: *sheepishly peaks out the window, his blanket still wrapped around him*
  • *a mob of people, some armed with weapons stand in his backyard*
  • Leader of the Mob: Kid, we all know you didn't download the new app. Unfortunately, the app says we gotta kill you unless you do. I personally think that's unreasonable, but it is the new app after all, and who am I to question it?
  • Boy: Fuck your stupid app! It doesn't even do anything!
  • Leader of the Mob: What a bad attitude. It's the new sensation.
  • Boy: You're sheep!! You're all stupid sheep!! I'm never downloading the stupid fucking app!!
  • Leader of the Mob: Then we have to burn down your house, kid.
  • Boy: My dad is super rich and influential. If you burn down my house, he'll have you guys taken care of.
  • Dad: *from the mob* I actually support them, son. It's disconcerting to me as a father that you don't have the new app when everyone else does. I could support your through anything, but not this.
  • Boy: Wha- dad!? Argh! Just burn the house! I don't care! I'm not afraid to die!! At the end of the day, I'll be a martyr and you'll all still be fucking nobodies!!
  • Leader of the Mob: Whatever ya say, kid. *tosses torch at the house*
  • *the rest of the mob follows and the house quickly goes up in flames*
  • Boy: I guess this is it. This is how I die. All over a dumb app that doesn't do anything but boop.
  • *flames reach the bedroom window*
  • Boy: Oh god, oh god, oh god! I've changed my mind! I don't want to die!! *frantically pulls out his phone as the flames grow and downloads the new app*
  • New App: *boop* Thank you for downloading the new app, boy. Now, you've been forgiven. You may live. Please be sure to boop me to check for updates.
  • Boy: I feel so fucking stupid, but at least I'll live. I just have to get out of here.
  • Boy: *rushes into the hallway, but the flames have engulfed the entire house*
  • *the ceiling collapses, trapping the boy in the hallway and ceiling any exits*
  • Boy: No! Someone help me! *coughs* I'm sorry! Please help! I downloaded the app!
  • Boy: *curls up in fetal position* I don't want to die. Fire fighters will come and save me or something like that, I'm sure of it! I'm so scared! I don't want to die! I don't want to die! It can't end like this!
  • *The End*

anonymous asked:

How do you not like the Genji and Mercy dynamic and like the Genji and Zenyatta dynamic? This is not hate in anyway. I'm honestly curious because that's why I can't be comfortable about Genyatta personally.

Been awhile since I’ve elaborated on this. No problem, I don’t mind explaining my reasonings to people.

When it comes to Gency I wouldn’t be that bothered by it if it wasn’t so… generic? Let me explain. It’s got a lot of cliche, typical, straight ship stuff going for it. Hot blonde girl and the hot guy get together. It’s an overdone thing that’s honestly bland. I’ve seen a lot of art involving them where they’re both really out of character, a couple where Genji willingly harassed Mercy for affection. It’s sad that’s how fans decide to interpret their ship dynamic. 

Then there’s the backstory involving them. There is proof that they’re good friends now, but how they started off kinda veers me even further away. I just don’t enjoy that when Mercy saved Genji’s life it was mostly cause it was her job. Overwatch wouldn’t have even saved Genji if he had not agreed to work for them, so, that’s another thing that really makes me frown. I’m sure Genji is appreciative of Mercy being able to get him into a stable condition, but in the end he did fall into a really bad state of mind and felt disgusted with himself. 

All in all, that’s how I personally feel about Gency. I started off not liking it to begin with, but then fans started talking and drama happened. I’m just not happy with it all.

When it comes to Genyatta, however, there’s real potential there. They aren’t like a typical couple. They’re different. They have a different relationship, a close one, probably closer than a lot of the characters in Overwatch. Zenyatta found Genji when he was at the lowest point of his life. He’d left Overwatch, destroyed what was left of his family business, he felt like a monster. But, it was Zenyatta who offered himself to him. His help, guidance, and teachings. He saw inside Genji, all of his doubts and pain, and wanted to do something about it. He was patient with him, and eventually Genji began to trust and accept his teachings. Genji grew new confidence with himself, and was able to find his inner peace. 

I know a lot of people say they don’t like Genyatta because they are “teacher and student” but in reality they’re both so much more than that. They’re close friends. They talk to each other in game, sometimes personal stuff. They’re open with one another, and understanding. They even have cute banter with one another, like “Even the teacher can learn from his student.” “I still have much to learn.”

That’s what I enjoy most about them. The genuine respect and love they have for each other. It’s stated in their bio’s, and you hear it in game too. 

I also appreciate more gay relationships and human and omnic/robot relationships as well. I feel that sort of representation would be good for the game. But, then again that could be the shipper in my talking. Genyatta just makes me happy, and they make each other happy. I guess that’s why I like them so much. Why I have this blog dedicated to them. I hope this helps you understand my reasonings more.

Matthew Daddario Quotes
  • "We call our shoes ‘sneakers,’ right? But they're not really sneaking."
  • "Can't wait till they invent phones with keyboards."
  • "I don't know this guy. He came to hang out so I complimented his hair."
  • "How many artichokes can you eat in one sitting?"
  • "No, go back to my idea!"
  • "Maybe, they'll throw the books out. Just not follow the books anymore."
  • "Hey guys did everyone floss today? You gotta floss every day. Otherwise, your dentist makes you feel bad."
  • "I play piano but I won't call it a talent."
  • "I'm the funniest person in the cast and that's simply because everybody else is so painfully unfunny."
  • "There is literally no memory left in my phone. I took fourteen thousand blue sky photos and I need all of them."
  • "Send him photos of fried chicken and crab cakes."
  • "I have a dentist appt tomorrow. I'm not gonna brush my teeth tonight. Also not going to shower. This is going to be painful for everyone."
  • "You are not trash, you are lovely!"
  • "Don't sign contracts in your blood. It's usually not required by any reputable party."
  • "He's slippin' out his little tongue eating snail treats off the ground."
  • "I will eat anywhere in the house. I'll eat cheese crackers in bed!"
  • "He looks down and sees this wonderful man. He hops down there and smooches that man right on the face. Right in front of everyone."
  • "...it's not fair that he is more handsome than me!!!"
  • "Don't do the hokey pokey around witches."
  • "They're never gonna release the deleted scenes to you guys because they're racy and inappropriate."
  • "This video is going on social media!"
  • "I'm ashamed to admit I lied about the selfies. The phone is 98% cow pictures and I can't delete them. I need a new phone. Forgive me."
  • "Thank god I started sandpapering my feet when I was four."
  • "Is Alec appreciating at an increased rate because of an increase in demand? Or is it the same rate as before."
  • "Note, some alpaca do not appreciate head pats."
  • "If humans lived in barns, we'd be smelly, too."
  • "Had to delete all my cow photos to make room for selfies, so I will say 'I appreciate you, cows.'"
  • "Wow. It's spelled Gollum. Wow. So disappointed. Hiding my own cell phone for the next two weeks."
  • "You're a little kitty cat. Yummy, yummy, yummy, yummy kitty cat, kitty cat."
  • "Sometimes when I travel between dimensions, I think, man, I should really buy a sailboat."
  • "If I was running for President, my VP would be a well trained golden retriever."
  • "Who's not going to watch Hamlet in space? I mean, Space Hamlet!"
  • "I just think we should all acknowledge what is awesome about Harry!"
  • "I like eating food after dark."
  • "Generally, people avoid kissing their sister in a healthy life."
  • "If you don't like my zebra leggings, it's because you just don't understand zebra leggings."
  • "I think we should provide more showers for cows."
  • "If I'm having a bad day, I eat pizza."
  • "I hope Google uses the same algorithm to encrypt my email as my pocket does to tie knots with my headphones."
  • "I would own a farm. Not like growing crops but maybe have a few animals like cows, and maybe an alpaca or a llama. I would chop wood all day."
  • "Dog. #dog. Dog. Dog."
  • "Had fun tweeting with/at you guys. Phone is about to die. Gonna go get more double-A batteries."
  • "The jackhammer has been joined by his friend, the concrete saw. Rare that you get two music legends right outside your window like this."
  • "Interdimensional cat smuggling is severely punished. But you can make a killing on the black cat market."
  • "You should just give up on me like I did. So done with me right now I can't even."
  • "What am I fan of? No one's ever asked me this before! Oh man."
  • "I don't know why they say that. I think they're poking fun at me."
  • "Congrats. You deserve that sailboat."
  • "I don't know. I don't have any pet peeve. Yapping little dogs, I guess. Buttons that don't go up right."
  • "Donkeys look like rabbit horses."
  • "Everyone is all, 'follow your heart.' If that worked I'd be watching Shadowhunters in my spaceship."
  • "Am I making this up?"
  • "I don't condone it, but I understand it, and therefore, I will not pass judgment on it."
  • "I can eat a pound of pork rinds."
  • "I am your bird king!"
  • "Baby pigs or baby cows? They're both good options."
  • "I have deleted a single photo from my phone. I have room for one selfie. Living on the edge. If it happens, no second chances."
  • "She gets it at a Shadowhunter tailor where we get all our stuff. Are you serious?"
  • "My cell phone is not the most important thing in my life. It just feels that way."
  • "Kill her immediately. Problem solved."
  • "You're not me? Most people aren't, in my experience."
  • "Man I've spent a whole year talking about sailboats and I could have just jumped on this SHIP."
  • "Reminder not to cite 'game of thrones' as my motivation for getting into politics."
  • "To all the people who threaten to punch me in the face... Do I have to be concerned or is that a love thing?"
  • "Put this on?! Fit it on my body?!"
  • "I’m going to shave today. Nobody will recognize me and I’ll have to reintroduce myself to all my friends."
  • "Don't get me started on this question."
  • "Okay, quick question. What does it mean when someone says they are your 'trash?' Asking for a friend..."
  • "Wait, 'SexyBack' is by Justin Timberlake?"
  • "Everyone's smooching everyone and Alec just wants to do his job. That's why he's the best and deserves a big smooch."

anonymous asked:

I have a Valentine's Day based idea! sorry if it's stupid lolol Basically viktor has planned a day to show yuuri how many people love him to help him understand that he is valued and to help with his anxiety of not being good enough (cause vday can be platonic too!!) but yuuri wakes up and has other plans ;)) and Eros mode is switched on - viktor wants to tell him it's not the best idea BC people might come in but obvs he can't resist ;)) (you decide whether they're caught or not) <3333

Victor had it all planned out. He really did. He just wanted to show Yuuri how important he was, not only to Victor, but to everyone else in his life. Sometimes Yuuri needed to be reminded that it wasn’t only Victor who got his ‘life and love’ from him. What better day to show him that than on Valentine’s Day. A day of love. 

It was supposed to start with a phone-call from Yuuri’s family back home in Japan. They were going to tell him how much they loved him and how much they missed him. And afterwards, Victor was going to give Yuuri a plane ticket home for a long-weekend in a couple months to see them. He wanted to tell Yuuri that his family loved him and missed him.

Then he’d planned for them to take a walk down to the coffeeshop just around the corner with Maccachin where he’d give Yuuri a new collar he’d bought for the poodle. One that had a tag with engraved with: ‘if found, please call Victor and Yuuri at…’. It was supposed to show Yuuri how much a part he was of Victor’s small family. 

Phichit was supposed to call Yuuri after coffee. He’d even asked for a specific time so they wouldn’t be caught in the middle of walking or order coffee. He was going to tell Yuuri how much he missed rooming with him - their late night talks. After, Victor was going to show Yuuri the website he’d been looking at for new couches. Big ones that could fold out into a bed, so when (not if) friends came to visit, they could stay with Yuuri and Victor. 

After that, (and Victor had allowed extra time because Phichit really liked to talk sometimes), they were supposed to head back home where Yurio was going to visit. He was going to stop by on his way to practice and he was going to actually tell Yuuri how much he’d looked up to him in his youth (Victor had bribed him with the promise of choreography for next season). He was going to going to actually use his words to explain how dear Yuuri was to him. And Victor was going to suggest putting together an exhibition piece with all three of them in honour of their strange family dynamic. 

Then they were all supposed to head over to breakfast with Mila, Yurio and Georgi. Victor was going to show Yuuri a video he’d had the triplets back in Hasetsu make with the videos from his phone. He’d already watched it. It was heartwarming. It included scenes of well-wishes from friends at home (Yuuko, Minami, and Minako), and internationally (Guang-hong, Leo, Chris and Phichit, mostly) interspersed with snippets of rink time here in Russia where Yuuri was laughing and skating with his fellow rink-mates. 

Everything was supposed to fall into place. He’d planned it perfectly, he was sure. He wanted to make Yuuri’s heart swell with warmth and joy. Give him something to hold onto when his anxiety became too much; something Victor could remind him of when he was feeling particularly unsettled. It was the perfect sentiment for Valentine’s Day: the day of love, no matter the form. He’d planned it so the morning was for friends and family, an Agape love, with the evening reserved for him and a more Eros sentiment. 

It was supposed to be perfect. But Yuuri had made plans of his own. 


Victor gasps up at Yuuri as he slides his naked body smoothly over Victor’s as soon as their alarm rings. 

“Good morning,” he purrs, eyes dilated and aroused. He’s put on his full Eros persona and is giving Victor a show.   

“Yuuri-” Victor moans. Half of him wants to push his fiancé off, tell him to get dressed in time for his family’s call. The other half of him wants to see where this is going. 

“Shhh,” Yuuri grins, pressing a finger to Victor’s lips. “I have a Valentine’s gift I want to give you.” Victor isn’t going to refuse that. And then Yuuri does something with his mouth that drives any coherent thoughts from his mind

Ten minutes later, when his phone chimes with the call. Yuuri turns on the ‘do not disturb’ function, then throws it behind their pillows somewhere where it’ll be lost for half a day. Victor doesn’t even care. Not when Yuuri’s looking at him that way. Not when Yuuri’s captured his attention so thoroughly. 

It’s only two hours later, when Victor’s hands are tied up and out of the way, and he’s in a blissed-out state - Yuuri is gasping above him - does he hear the harsh slide of jingling keys in the lock of their apartment. 

“Oh, shit, shit,” He curses, “Yuuri, please, love,” he cries, “we need to-”

“Eyes on me only,” Yuuri demands, grabbing Victor’s chin roughly and pulling his attention back to his lover above him, unaware of what’s about to happen. 

Victor hopes dearly Yurio won’t just barge in on them because he’s powerless to stop Yuuri’s Eros right now. Yurio had been reluctant to take the keys to the apartment they’d given him months ago for his very reason - he doesn’t ever want to walk in on them. 

“Oiiii,” Yurio calls from the kitchen, “You guys back yet? Lets get this over with. I’m starving. I wanna go for breakfast.”

Yuuri doesn’t even falter in his rhythm, just raising one eyebrow as if to ask Victor ‘breakfast?’. 

“Yurio!” Victor calls out in the most even voice he can muster. “Just go ahead to breakfast by yourself! We’ll meet with you there!” 

“Huh? Why?” Yurio calls through the door. “I thought you wanted me to confess all that sappy shit to Yuuri. I’m not doing that in public.”

“Sappy shit?” Yuuri asks quietly, but Victor ignores him for a second. 

“Please, just-” he tires to explain, but breaks off with a gasp as Yuuri twists one of his nipples. 

There’s a pause where Victor’s sure Yurio’s right outside their bedroom door. It takes less than a second for Yurio to realizes what’s happening. “Are you fucking KIDDING ME?” He all-but shrieks. “Oh my god! I’m leaving. And you’re taking your key back at breakfast!” He yells, just before he slams their front door shut. 

“I ah, think we should finish up soon here,” Victor says reluctantly, turning his attention back to Yuuri. “We’re supposed to meet for breakfast. Actually, I had this whole romantic morning planned out-” he tries to explain. He’s afraid for a moment that Yuuri will be to embarrassed to continue. 

But his lover just smirks. “They can wait.”

  • Yang: *Yang slammed open the door to her and Ruby's room with tears in her eyes.* Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! *yang shouted as she punched the wall repeatedly before slumping down against it onto the floor holding her hands to her face.*
  • Ruby: *Meanwhile Ruby rushed in from the bathroom in a panic.* What Happen!? I heard banging! *She then spotted her sister sitting shaking on against the wall and quickly rushed over.* Yang? Are you alright? What's wrong?
  • Yang: *Yang sniffled wiping the tears from her red eyes.* It's nothing Ruby. Just... Just go away.
  • Ruby: Yang. It's clearly not nothing. Please talk to me. I just want to help. *Ruby said moving closer to her sister placing her hand on her shoulder.*
  • Yang: *Yang was silent for a moment, trying to stop the tears from falling as her eyes slowly turn purple.* Fine... I was going to the cafe were Blake went too... I was going to go tell her how I feel about her because I just needed to get this off my chest, ya'know. *Yang sniffled wiping her eyes.* But when I got there I saw her with Sun.
  • Ruby: Okay so Blake was hanging out with Sun. That isn't out of- *Ruby started before shouted with more tears in her eyes.*
  • Yang: They were on a date Ruby!
  • Ruby: *At this Ruby looked dumbfounded with surprise.* W-what? No. they couldn't be. They are just good friend, Yang. I'm sure it was a misunderstanding.
  • Yang: *Ruby then watched as the anger in Yang's express was overwhelmed with sorrow before looking down at the ground.* That's what I was hope for, Ruby... Right up until They kissed.
  • Ruby: oh... Oh Yang. *Ruby whisper as she wrapped her arms around her sister who hugged her back burying her face into her shoulder.* I am so sorry.
  • Yang: What am I going to do Ruby? *sniffle* I love her so much. But I can never be with her. *sniffle. I can't even tell her now. *Yang cried, holding onto Ruby for dear life.*
  • Ruby: Shhhhh. It's alright. Let it all out. *Ruby whispered as she stroke Yangs head hugging her until she calmed down.* It'll be okay Yang. Why don't you go take a shower and get ready for bed. Maybe it will help you feel better.
  • Yang: *sniffle.* Yeah... Thank you Ruby.
  • Ruby: Anytime. We're sisters after all. We take care of each other. You'd do the same for me... And probably beat up the other person.
  • Yang: Hehe, Yeah I would.
  • ~Later~
  • Ruby: *Ruby walked down stair while Yang is in the shower when she hears the front door open and close.* Oh I guess Blake is back. *She thought to herself when she hear Weiss and Blake begin to talk.*
  • Weiss: Welcome back Blake.
  • Blake: Hey Weiss. Where's Yang and Ruby?
  • Weiss: Upstairs. Yang's in the shower and Ruby I think went to bed.
  • Blake: Ah I see. I'll put these left overs in the fridge then.
  • Weiss: So how did it go?
  • Blake: How did what go?
  • Weiss: Your date with Sun.
  • Blake: *Ruby then heard Blake groan as she heard her coat being thrown.* For the last time Weiss. It was not a date. We are just friends and I made that pretty clear to him as well.
  • Weiss: What do you mean?
  • Blake: Sigh, Sun kissed me.
  • Weiss: He kissed you!?
  • Blake: Yes. And then I slapped him.
  • Weiss: WHAT!? Why? I thought you liked him?
  • Blake: As. A. Friend. Honestly, If I knew he was asking me out on a date and not to hang out I would have told him no and that I only see him as a friend. Which He accepted and apologized for kissing me while I apologized for slapping him.
  • Weiss: But I don't understand! You talked you were in love with someone blonde that we know. Oh god don't tell me it's Jaune!
  • Blake: What?! No! God No!
  • Weiss: Then who? We don't know any other blonde guys and the only other person we both know who is blonde is Yang.
  • Blake: ...
  • Weiss: ... Wait.
  • Blake: Weiss. Don't.
  • Weiss: Oh. My god.
  • Blake: Weiss. I'm serious. Shut up.
  • Ruby: *It was then just as Weiss opened her mouth to speak Ruby stepped out from around the corner and nearly shouted.* YOU LOVE YANG!
  • Blake: R-RUBY!? *Blake jumped in surprise, nearly dropping the box of sweet as Weiss watched from the chair she sat in.* H-hey. Uh, I thought you were sleep. I, uh, got some sweetd from the cafe if you want any. *Blake then watched as Ruby zipped over infront of her slapping the box out of her hand to the floor, shocking both her and Weiss before Ruby took hold of her shoulder.*
  • Ruby: Yeah. Forget that. Is it true!? You Actually love my sister?!
  • Blake: I...
  • Weiss: Ruby what is wrong with-
  • Ruby: Not now Weiss! I'll example later! Blake! Do you or do you not love Yang!?
  • Blake: Well I mean... *Blake muttered shifting nervously at Ruby's gaze before finally cracking.* Okay Yes. I love Yang but you can't tell her, please.
  • Ruby: Oh thank you god!
  • Blake/Weiss: Eh?
  • Ruby: Blake You are going to go up stair to Yang right now and tell Yang how yu feel. Like right now!
  • Blake/Weiss: What? Why? *the two said together before looking at each other weirdly then back to Ruby.*
  • Ruby: Because Yang has been crying for the past hour thinks you and Sun are dating!
  • Blake: Why would Yang think that and why was she crying about it?
  • Ruby: Because she loves you and she saw Sun kissing you!
  • Blake: WHAT!? OH MY GOD! YANG!*Blake Shouted and quickly ran past Ruby and upstairs.*
  • Weiss: You think she remembers me saying Yang is in the shower? *Both Weiss and Ruby then looked as they heard a door slam open.*
  • Blake: YANG! IT WASN'T A DATE! I DON'T LOVE SUUUUWHOAMYGOD!
  • Yang: AAAAAAAAAAAH! BLAKE! WHAT THE HELL!?
  • Blake: I'M SORRY! I DIDN'T KNOW YOU WERE NAKED!
  • Yang: I JUST GOT OUT OF THE SHOWER! STOP PEAKING AND GET OUT OR AT LEAST GIVE MY A TOWEL!
  • Ruby: Yeah I'm going to go with nope. *Ruby then took a bite of a cookie from the box on the floor.*

anonymous asked:

How do I reveal large amounts of backstory without resorting to massive paragraphs of exposition dump? I have two characters who hold a grudge based on something convoluted that happened a year before the start of the book, and their ongoing feud fuels much of the character conflict in the story, but I can't figure out how to show readers what happened without a massive exposition wall and/or cheesy flashback...

[ Warning: Extremely long post and explicit language/themes ahead! ]

You’d be surprised at how much impact even the smallest hints can carry. Audiences are typically a lot more receptive than most media gives them credit for these days, and can pick up on a lot of things, even when they’re not stated explicitly.

“You’ll like it here,” Sarah said, nodding her head toward one of the tables in the back. Abigail followed her. “It’s not the best school in the county, but at least it’s better than Griggs. I heard that three of their teachers had to be put on house arrest last year because of some—”

She was cut off when she collided with the girl in front of her, who had stopped abruptly in the middle of the aisle to talk to someone at the table next to them. The girl turned around, and her expression soured when she saw who had bumped into her.

“Sarah,” she said curtly.

“Hannah,” Sarah replied, shoving past her without meeting her eyes.

Even without either of the characters explaining it, you can tell that Sarah and Hannah have a history that Abigail (and the reader) are as yet unaware of. There’s an implication that there’s a mutual dislike there, but we’re not totally sure why, nor how deep it goes. This sets the stage for reading into future actions to try to gain further context clues.

Keep reading

anonymous asked:

y'know, I never thought I could hate a character more than I hate Umbridge but then Wanda happened. I just... can't. fucking. stand. her. And then it's Clint... and even Natasha who betrayed Tony and I just need a life and friends and hobbies bc I spend all of my time obsessing over Tony and wanting him to be cared and loved and ok and I just... I HATE THEM!!!

Listen… before I get on to the Wonderfully Infuriating Subject of Wanda Maximoff, I’d like to say that I have 99 problems with Civil War, and the characterisations of my Good Boys Clint and Steve make up a good 95 of them. Just be warned, this rant is long and whiny as fuck.

I honestly really disliked Clint in Civil War, which sucks because he’s my Dumpster Son and he deserved better than just being reduced to The Guy With The Arrows, you know? What were his motives??? He was retired, he was spending time with his family, and then he just upped and left because ..what…Cap batted his eyelashes? Like… he had nothing to do with the accords. Nothing. He probably didn’t even read them; I mean Vision asked him to consider what he was doing and he did this Really Cool Eye Flicker™ before just saying ‘yeah lol okai considered bro’ and I mean?? You have children??? 

And then of course, the scene on the Raft. It’s kind of amusing in an infuriating sort of way, because I mean this is basically Clint summed up in a short piece:

Clint: *Breaks Law* For justice :))

Clint: *Is put in jail for breaking law*

Clint: :0 :0 This is UNJUST!!!!

And I mean, he appears to blame 100% of everything that happened on Tony, which I guess one could do when they’re angry and imprisoned and their other friend is standing on the other side of the bars. I can kind of get that from an objective point of view..? But? No? He’s an adult and he broke the law? That is… that’s what happens? 

Of course, when he makes that remark to Tony about Rhodey, all hope I had for his Civil War character immediately burst into an inferno and propelled itself out of the top story window. That was unnecessary and hurtful and untrue, and it made me want to slap the shit out of him.


Now. For Wanda.

If you like her character, then that is completely okay, but I don’t advise reading this.


Because I despise her. 

It’s not really her character, more as the way she was written. She had so much potential, to do so much good. But her origins are F U C K E D up, her attitude is childish (despite the fact that she is an adult guys!!) and her general character is quite frankly that of a whiny bitch.

We first see her in AoU, when she is working for HYDRA, after voluntarily (Voluntarily!! working for a terror organisation you guys!!!) Signing up for experimentation that had killed everyone else before her.
I mean, that alone tells you something about her character and her thought process.

Next, we discover that a missile with Tony’s last name on it tragically killed her parents. This is sad. This is horrible and no child should ever have to go through that.

But then she decides that Tony Stark Personally Aimed, Launched and Fired it, and decides to go on a ten-year murder plot in order to kill him for it, and that’s where the sympathy stops. Right there.

I know this is a common example, but Imma say it again because it’s important. If my parents were shot and killed by a gun that had the word ‘Beretta’ on it, I ain’t gonna go after the fuckin gun company. Why would anyone??? It makes literally no sense at all and just paints her as a villain who’s also lowkey stupid???

She had years to think these actions through, and yet still she did them. It literally does not matter about whether she helped for like the last hour of the Avengers film because the literal entire fucking world was going to be destroyed, and she didn’t want catastrophe on that scale.

You know,,, she just wanted to murder Tony. And obviously, the Avengers are his buddies, so lets try and kill them too for no reason at all!!!

She… I mean… God, she subjected Bruce to his worst nightmare and had him tear through a populated city,,, for the sake of destruction?? She literally just wanted to cause pain??? And you can’t tell me no-one died because of that because… it’s a fucking hulk? She purposely twisted all the team’s minds, and let Tony take the sceptre because she knew he could hurt people with it because of what she’d planted in his head? It’s… it’s disgusting?

You tell me ‘she’s changed’ and ‘she’s just like Tony, she used to be bad but now she’s good’ or whatever the fuck, but let me tell you this: Tony never, ever wreaked destruction for the sake of destruction. He never went out with the sole intention of killing specific innocents. He built weapons to p r o t e c t, which is why as soon as he sees they’re no longer doing that, he shuts that shit down. 

Wanda never seems to learn that lesson. Even when, For God Knows what fucked up reason, they appear to make her some sort of avenger for helping them stop the world ending (that, you know, she helped cause), she still doesn’t understand that her job is now to protect people? Her motives are still… idk selfish I guess?

“i can’t control their fear. Only my own.”

Well bitch u know what. Maybe if u stopped running off and trying to tell everyone that you, an incredibly powerful individual with a past involving terror organisations, are ‘above the law and don’t need the accords’, they’d… u know… stop being scared of u…


Don’t even get me started on what she said to Tony. I’m done with this shit. But yes anon I’m sorry this was so long but essentially, I very much agree. Good day sir.

anonymous asked:

Hey, do you have any tips on how to tell a story in one picture? Do you know of any exercises or anything that I could try? I want to create more intricate and 'deep' pieces, but I feel they always fall flat because I can't convey the story and emotions as I need to

Hi anon

Interesting question! How to convey a story in one pic!

The first thing to do, even before starting to sketch anything, is telling the story to yourself. Who is the main character? Is there any other character? What do they do? How do they interact with the main character(s)? In what environment? What is the mood of the story? Is it something “factual” (like a character falling from a bike for instance) or is it much more of an introspection piece? Picture it in your head. It’s the first step, if you can picture the image in your head, its composition, its mood, its colors, you’ve already done a lot.

Then, when you start laying your idea on the paper/PS canvas, you have to keep in mind the things listed below. To help you understand, I’m gonna use one of my own drawings that you can find HERE, without all the color guidelines. It shows a missing scene from the movie Civil War: Bucky Barnes is on the run, in a small apartment in Bucharest, Romania.

1) The composition and the lighting. When you look at this art, the first thing you notice is Bucky and before you tell me “Yes, but on the other hand, it’s the only character on the pic so it’s obvious!”, I’m gonna tell you: NOPE. Your eyes are attracted to Bucky first (and not to the fridge or something on the foreground) because thanks to the lighting and the composition, he’s the main focus. You are looking where I wanted you to look (*evil laugh*). The main light source is right above his head and the rest of the artwork is in the shadow. The closer you are to Bucky, the lighter the picture is. In addition, I surrounded Bucky with elements that create a kind of circle around him (the cupboards, the fridge, the cushion on the sofa) so you know that he’s the main element. However, this “circle” is suffocating, it’s here to show how small and uncomfortable the apartment is. I created a circle thanks to the lighting and the position of various items but you can also achieve this in your artwork by playing with blurred elements on the foreground or the background. It creates an interesting depth of field. Thanks to this kind of tricks you are telling the viewer what is the main focus of your story but you also set the mood of the picture. I couldn’t see this picture with a bright and flat lighting and or scene happening at daytime for instance, it would have lacked this claustrophobic atmosphere.

2) The colors: the palette is going to set the mood of the picture alongside the shadows and highlights. On this pic, that I consider a sad picture because it’s a moment where Bucky remembers who he is and everything he did in the past, I went for a warm palette but I desaturated it a bit. If the colors were too bright, we would have lost a good part of the sad narrative in the pic. It’s also a subjective choice but I like warm palettes for introspective art.

3) The details hidden in the pic itself: The old wallpaper, the shitty apartment, the rotten walls, etc…it shows that Bucky is not in a happy environment. He’s not in cozy apartment in NYC, he’s not in a luxury hotel room, he’s in an old apartment in Romania, with the bare minimum. He’s still trying to figure out who he is and to gather details about his life (look at the fridge). However, some details are here to tell you about his daily routine and what he is doing: the grocery bag on the foreground with vegetables and fruits is here to show that he’s trying to eat healthily. The food above the fridge are Romanian snack bars so, even if life isn’t 200% great, he seems to enjoy little pleasures like junk food. However, his backpack with a gun right on top of it, is here to let you know that he doesn’t feel secure and that he’s ready to leave at any minute if the circumstances were not in his favor. Same with his clothes: they are convenient clothes (a Henley, a pair jeans, Timerberland/Dr Martens type of shoes), he’s not wearing them to be fashionable. Thanks to fashion and various accessories, you can show a lot about a character, look at this pic of Natasha for instance. She’s wearing Chanel earrings, you have Louboutin shoes and a “Birkin” bag at the back (I let you check the price of these items…). She is a sophisticated and elegant lady, she loves fashion, even the decoration of her apartment tells a story about her.

Thanks to tiny details you can tell a lot about a character: blue circles under the eyes, scars, clothes, messy or sophisticated haircut, etc…Think about that when you draw your characters or even the environment they are in. The devil story is in the details

4) Body language and expression of the characters: Is Bucky smiling? Does he have a cocky attitude? No, what you see here is a guy that is not looking at the camera. He’s exhausted, his shoulders are bent. You can feel he’s lost in his thoughts, which is normal because it’s an introspection piece. It’s also a full body shot: thanks to this way of framing the character and his body language I showed you how alone he is. He looks almost small, vulnerable (and god know Sebastian Stan was buff when he shot this scene). Does it mean that every drawing with a full body shot means that the character is alone and sad? No, of course but this particular framing coupled with a dark lighting, a brown desaturated palette, a character with this precise body language and face expression does. If you don’t know how to express body language properly, I recommend you this link: Body Language: An Artistic Writing Tool

All these elements are important, particularly the composition and the lighting. Remember what an absolute FAIL the “loss.jpg” image was. OMG, “loss.jpg “or how a picture supposed to depict a terrible and sad story (a miscarriage) became the internet’s laughing stock because the artist was unable to convey the right atmosphere. Read about it here, it’s very interesting.

TLDR: You are gonna tell your story through the composition, the lighting, the colors, the setting (a cozy place conveys a different kind of story than a wide open space), all the details in the pic that will show your viewers what kind of characters (or places) we are dealing with, but also the body language of the characters.

If you want more info, you can also read this article called: 18 tips for telling a story through an artwork

Hope it helped! Sorry if it was a bit long :)

Who else dad is weird like this 🙄
  • *in another world at another time*
  • Me: *gets text*
  • Dad: Hey, who's my favorite daughter?
  • Me: Dad?
  • Dad: Hey there, dear. 😉
  • Me: DAD WTF YOU'RE ALIVE.
  • Dad: Last time I checked I was. 😂
  • Me: *out loud* Oh my god!
  • Roommate: Please stop screaming, I'm in a very intense debate about the merits of socialism with an online friend, and I can't concentrate with you making such a racket.
  • Me: Socialism? Aren't you incredibly rich and vain?
  • Roommate: I'm a Trotskyist, you fool.
  • Me: Who cares! My dad's alive!
  • Roommate: I wasn't aware that your dad was dead?
  • Me: Neither was I. I thought he had just abandoned me and my mom all those years ago. I have quite a story about it. When I was about 14, my dad took me on a road trip to go to IHOP for a delicious breakfast. After we had finished, he got up to use the bathroom and never returned. He left me stranded in a strange IHOP two states over.
  • Roommate: You traveled two states away to go to an IHOP?
  • Me: I mean, it was a road trip.
  • Roommate: How do you know it's your dad?
  • Me: Check my phone, it says dad right there. Of course he's my dad.
  • Roommate: It could be anyone.
  • Me: There's no one else in my contacts with the name dad, other than my dad, ya goober. In fact, with every new phone I've gotten I always added his old phone number to the contacts in case of a moment just like this.
  • Roommate: Even still, don't you think it's suspicious that your father is contacting you via text nearly a decade after he abandoned you?
  • Me: No.
  • Roommate: Not even a bit?
  • Me: No. *buzz* Oh, he texted me again!
  • Dad: Hey, who's my favorite daughter?
  • Me: Me, of course! 😘
  • Dad: No.
  • Me: What?
  • Dad: You're my fifth favorite daughter.
  • Me: I don't understand.
  • Dad: I have six daughters and you're my fifth favorite one. The sixth one died in a scuba diving accident.
  • Me: So I'm your least favorite daughter?
  • Dad: No, don't think of it like that! You're not my least favorite daughter, you're just my least favorite LIVING daughter. 😉
  • Me: That doesn't make me feel better.
  • Dad: Ah, it doesn't matter. You remember me, your dad, the big wacky goofball! 😝
  • Me: I remember you trading my bicycle for coke.
  • Dad: It's a thing of the past, my daughter who I love the least. I don't want to worry about the past, let's meet up and discuss the future.
  • Me: OMG You want to meet up? Where?
  • Dad: IHOP, for old time's sake, but this time let's make it the one in town.
  • Me: *out loud* Oh my god, I'm meeting up with my dad!
  • Roommate: I'm right here, you don't have to yell.
  • Me: I'm so excited. I'm reconnecting with my father. Most girls can only dream of this moment.
  • Roommate: He honestly sounds like a terrible person.
  • Me: People change.
  • Roommate: Yeah, sometimes they become worse.
  • Me: You're just overly pessimistic because you're a goth and also a Trotskyist.
  • Roommate: Eh, I can't deny it.
  • *later at IHOP*
  • Me: *waiting at table* I can't wait to see my dad again. I wonder what he looks like. I bet he's a businessman now. Oh, or maybe he's a priest. *notices commotion at the front of the store* Hmm?
  • Waitress: Sir, please wait to be seated.
  • Disheveled Dude: I'm meeting up with someone, you flighty broad. There's not much time. Get out of my way.
  • Me: *internally* At least that guy isn't my dad.
  • Disheveled Dude: Oh, there she is. *runs and sits at my table* Oh my god, is that my little girl. You've grown up so much. You look way too much like your mom. It's bringing back some really bad memories. I'm sorta regretting. Just joking. Hahaha. WHERE THE FUCK IS OUR WAITRESS, I'M TRYING TO EAT HERE!?
  • Me: What a coincidence it is that the horrible man making a scene at the front of the restaurant is my dad...
  • Disheveled Dude: What's with the distant look on your face? You're acting like you saw a ghost. Haha, maybe you do think I'm a ghost. Hey, sorry about leaving you at the IHOP all those years ago. Kinda got bored of the whole dad thing. JESUS CHRIST, CAN YOU GUYS FUCKING HURRY UP AND GET US A WAITRESS. F-Fuck. *wipes sweat off forehead*
  • Me: Dad?
  • Disheveled Dude: WHAT!?
  • Me: *jumps in seat*
  • Disheveled Dude: Sorry, I've been really on edge recently. *nervously looks over shoulder* Where the fuck are these waitresses?
  • Me: Dad... *gets teary eyed*
  • Disheveled Dude: Oh god, are you gonna start crying on me.
  • Me: *sniffles* I'm sorry, I just missed you so much.
  • Disheveled Dude: Yeah, yeah, I missed you too. Time to move onto the next thing. Inheritance. Uh, I'm gonna die eventually, so you can have all of my money. *put suitcase stuffed with cash on the table and pushes it towards me* You can just have it now, for all I care. I mean, you never know when I'm gonna die.
  • Me: Dad, I don't want your money. I just want to spend time with you.
  • Disheveled Dude: Well, you can spend all the time in the world with me once you accept the fat wads of cash in this suitcase. I just need you to say verbally that you're accepting this money from me as a legitimate form of inheritance.
  • Me: Dad, please. I just want to talk to you.
  • Disheveled Dude: Come on and take the fucking cash, Elizabeth.
  • Me: My name's not Elizabeth.
  • Disheveled Dude: Okay, whatever. Take the money and clearly dictate that you are accepting the entirety of this money as a legitimate form of inheritance from your loving father. You can use it for college, you're college aged right. Or prenatal care. I don't fucking know. What shitty kid doesn't want FREE FUCKING MONEY!?
  • Me: *stands up from seat* Dad! You're the worst ever! I hate you! *runs out of IHOP sobbing*
  • Disheveled Dude: Fuck, I knew that wasn't going to work. *notices how dark it is outside* It's almost here. I wasted so much goddamn time. I'm never going to get rid of this thing. FUCK!
  • Waitress: *nervously* I can help you now, sir.
  • Disheveled Dude: Oh, so now you show up. I'm not so hungry now. In fact, I've lost my entire damn appetite.
  • Waitress: I'm sorry, sir. It's all my fault. I'm so sorry.
  • Disheveled Dude: Which one of those cars outside is yours?
  • Waitress: The red one.
  • Disheveled Dude: That broken down piece of shit?
  • Waitress: Yes.
  • Disheveled Dude: Guess, there's no other choice. It'll have to do. Give me your fucking keys.
  • Waitress: What?
  • Disheveled Dude: *points gun at waiter* GIVE ME YOUR FUCKING KEYS!
  • Waitress: *drops keys on the table*
  • Disheveled Dude: *tosses wads of cash at the waitress* That's easily $200,000. Go buy yourself a better car. You might want to make it quick. *runs out of IHOP*
  • Waitress: *watches disheveled dude speed off* Why is it so dark outside and where did everyone go? I guess it doesn't matter now, though. $200,000. That's a lot of money. I wonder what I'm gonna do with all this? I'm so excited that I'm lightheaded. The future is so bright now.
  • Wall of Darkness: *encroaches*
SNK 89 Summary EDITED AGAIN FOR A DIFFERENT, MORE RECENT TRANSLATION
  • Hanji: "The Attack Titan"
  • Eren: Huh?
  • Hanji: That's what you just did. You stared into the middle distance and said "The Attack Titan" without any prompting.
  • Armin: Well I guess he did do that.
  • Levi: Who gives a shit. He's 15. He's an edgelord. Of course he's going to stare into the middle distance and say dramatic shit.
  • Hanji: Also you're free to go. Let's go see the queen.
  • ---------------------------
  • Historia: Hey bitches.
  • Everyone: All hail the queen.
  • Historia: Jesus christ guys it's still me. No need for that. Also Let's go read Ymir's letter.
  • --------Ymir's letter--------
  • Ymir: Sup Historia. Reiner's letting me write this letter, but he's reading everything I write so I figure this is a good time to mention that Reiner will never, EVER get laid.
  • Ymir: Anyways, sorry I left you. I don't know what came over me.
  • Ymir: So basically here's my backstory. I used to be an orphan but this guy gave me the name Ymir. I started calling myself Ymir and everyone started worshipping my ass. But then some guys (read: Marley) came along and told me my ass was whack but I responded "Bitch my ass fine and also I'm a goddess" even though I wasn't.
  • Ymir: Not a goddess, that is. My ass fine.
  • Ymir: Anyways, they sent me to Paradis and made me into a Titan and yadda yadda you know the rest.
  • Ymir: They are probably going to kill me now. It was a good life, though. I'm happy with it.
  • Ymir: I do have one regret, though.
  • Ymir: I never got to marry you.
  • ----------Later that day---------
  • Zackley: Okay guys so we haven't revealed this info to the public yet. Lets go over it real quick and see if we can figure out what to do.
  • Hanji: So basically everyone in the world wants our asses dead.
  • Zackley: Well shit.
  • Hanji: Also, according to Eren's flashback:
  • ----------Eren's Flashback------------
  • OKay Fuck me I'm not sure exactly what this part is saying, but basically the mindless titans were used as military might by Eldians and now are used by Marley. The First King is using the titans to keep the Eldians in "Paradise", but believes that one day all of Eldia should be wiped out, lest it wage war again. One translation says the Marley want to control the titans, another one says they want to kill the titans so they can harvest resources from Paradis. For this goal they need the coordinate. There is a debate in Marley on whether or not to exterminate all Eldians or to use them as weapons. Kruger want Grisha to steal the coordinate so that this debate will open up again... for some reason. I'm waiting for a better translation.:
  • -----------Back to present day-------------
  • Zackley: So pretty much, if I'm understanding this, if a Reiss has the coordinate then we can't use the power, but if a non-Reiss has the coordinate we can't use the power.
  • Hanji: Ya
  • Eren: *Remembers he could use it when he touched smiling titan*
  • Eren: *Remembers smiling titan is Dina, and therefore royalty*
  • Eren: *Realizes if he tells people this they might make him eat Historia to merge with royal blood and unlock coordinate*
  • Eren: *Says nothing because he doesn't want Historia to die and let's be real she probably tastes terrible*
  • -----------Back to Eren's Flashback----------
  • Kruger: Grisha, when you get to the walls, start a family.
  • Grisha: And just betray Dina?
  • Kruger: Yeah boi
  • Kruger: You have to. Otherwise we will continue to repeat the same mistakes and the same history again and again.
  • Kruger: You have to do it if you want to save Mikasa and Armin.
  • Grisha: Who the fuck are Mikasa and Armin?
  • Kruger: I have no fucking clue. Why the fuck did I say that?
  • ----------Chapter End-------------------
  • Fandom: THE ACTUAL FUCK JUST HAPPENED
  • Fandom: NO REALLY WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT ABOUT MIKASA AND ARMIN WHAT THE FUCK

anonymous asked:

I dont have words for that chapter of The Predator Matty. Everytime I think you can't top this you prove me wrong. My question is why did Oliver kiss Felicity? What was going on in his head? Thank you.

I can’t explain his headspace entirely to you at this point in the story without making it too spoiler-y, but I’ll try my best, anon. 

Oliver Queen has had very emotionally adventurous few days. I’m pretty sure he’s been forced to feel more range of emotions in a week with Felicity than he has in twenty years. And he’s a little slow on all processing of emotional kind so it’s been hard for him. 

Let’s do a quick recap so we know where his head is at (as much as we can)

- he shot the bane of his existence on the arm where an asshole touched her to protect her because she’d chosen death over revealing his vulnerabilities (To say he’s been emotionally sucker punched would be being kind. No one wants to protect him. It’s very, very sucker punchy for him)

- he then proceeded to come home and got a little rough with how he handled things (which he didn’t)

- and then he spent a sleepless night because ‘Did I hurt you?’

- then she told him in the morning that she knew about his baby sister, who’d gone missing twenty years ago and never returned (a scar he’s forced to live with every day) while demanding an explanation for his hatred, to which he let it slip that he didn’t hate her for coming back when Thea didn’t (which meant slipping and showing emotional vulnerability yet again)

- this also forced him to remember what had happened twenty years ago, something he’s never confronted, mourned or talked about, ever.

- and last we knew of him, he was still kinda processing it all when Felicity sent him the text about her blowing up cars and killing men in cold blood

Then nothing.

What Oliver did, in the hours between that text and coming to the graveyard is something I won’t talk about yet. 

But imagine this man, knowing all that you know about him and his past. Imagine this man suddenly realizing that the woman he’s hated for two decades, the woman he’s survived for two decades, the woman who’s making him so alive, is missing. Disappeared. Vanished.

Imagine him coming to a graveyard after (redacted) and finding her bloody beloved car burned to a crisp, not a sign of her existence and her father’s men sniffing around.

Imagine him standing there, being forced to realize that she’s dead and his entire life, his entire fucking life, he’s had nothing. It’s all been for nothing. All the pain, the screams, the rage, the vengeance - all for nothing because she’s gone and he’s hollowed out because without that vengeance, what else does he have? 

A big, fat nothing.

And then she’s there.

He knows she’s there.

He feels her eyes, but he can’t see her, not with everything going on inside him that he cannot understand. 

And then she tells him she knows.

His brain, which was already overloaded with an onslaught of unfamiliar, jumbled emotions? 

Kaboom.

Then comes the ultimatum. Choose. Choose like he had to choose twenty years ago. Except back then, he’d had a mother, a father, so much to lose that he lost unknowingly. This time? Nothing to lose, nothing except the vow that has held him together for years.

He doesn’t know what choice to make. What he does know is that no matter which choice it is, he wants a taste, even if it’s only once. 

One taste soft.

One taste harsh.

Choice made.

Now, he has to learn to live with this choice, the same way he learned to live with the other one.

This is all I can give you for now.

(For all the other anons, @cccamxk and @ruwithmeguys since you guys asked this as well)

chamomiletealove  asked:

Hello! I feel like i already ask a lot to you guys, but i can't help it, I'm sorry! >__< i love your rec and you guys have helped me so much :) anyway, do you guys happen to know any sterek fic that's similar to For Better, For Worse by Vendelin? Where both of them are already in a relationship but somehow drifted apart, but they tried and succeed in mending their relationship and live happily at the end? I love long fic, but i will devour everything about this trope ;) thank you so much! 😆😆😆

I already did this list! And then I must not have hit publish cause I come back today and it’s all gone!!! *sobs* Anyway….don’t apologize for your asks. Consider it repayment for finding so many lost fics for us! Here’s break up but with happy ending fics. The second time. - Anastasia

Originally posted by denikinganimations

For better, for worse by Vendelin

(1/1 I 13,336 I Explicit)

Derek and Stiles have been married for six years. Derek loves his job as a successful lawyer, loves his financial security and his large house. It isn’t until Stiles gets shot while working that he starts to understand that maybe Stiles isn’t loving their life as much as Derek is.

***

Still in Love with you by dereknstiles

(1/1 I 3,505 I General)

Sheriff Stilinski has an intra-personal bet with himself to see how long it will take for his stupid son and his equally stupid (ex)son-in-law to get their heads out of their asses. Meanwhile Deputy Jordan Parrish is trying too hard to woo Stiles.

I Do Do You? by Captain_Loki

(1/1 I 6,540 I Explicit)

Stiles and Derek wake up hung over and married in a hotel room in Las Vegas. It wouldn’t be so bad if the year before their relationship hadn’t fallen apart.

In Cups of Coffee by Idday

(1/1 I 8,159 I Mature)

“Stiles breaks up with Derek on a Tuesday.

It’s the hardest thing he’s ever had to do, and he wants to get it done as soon as possible so he can go burrow into his self-hatred and stay there.”

waiting for you to say it first by paradis

(1/1 I 8,215 I Teen)

Four months.

Four months they’ve managed to avoid one another. Stiles quit going to pack meetings. He quit doing research unless Scott really, really begged him to. He avoided driving the road that led out to the turnoff to the Hale house, he avoided going to all the spots where Derek might possibly be. Four months, and now, here they are, standing in the Minit Mart, Stiles thinks, staring down at the grimy tiles. He can hear the catch of Derek’s breath, and he closes his eyes and breathes deep.

The Christmas Raffle by mikkimouse

(1/1 I 10,386 I Explicit)

Every year, the royal Hale family raffles off a Christmas dinner with Prince Derek to raise money for charity. But this year, the winner is the second chance Derek didn’t know he was looking for.

You Were Right Here All Along by RedCoral

(4/4 I 16,278 I Teen)

He opened his eyes and through the blur of his tears, he looked at his own hands where Derek was now holding him and said in a broken whisper, “W-What did you do?”

Because of what Derek did, Stiles left to Paris and didn’t look back, not even thinking about all the ties he just cut. Now he’s opening his own restaurant in New York and Derek’s a three Michelin star chef, who Stiles finds necessary to warn of his arrival.

Somehow that one conversation turned into much more and Stiles finds out things weren’t what they seemed, neither when it came to the past, nor the future.

Cutback by WonderWolf

(1/1 i 19,323 I Teen)

“You’re the only person that can help us and we need a place to crash. Can we stay at yours? Just for the week? I promise we’ll be quiet and—”

The feeling of dread quickly turns to panic and Derek forces out through a tense jaw, “Who’s ‘we’, Scott?”

Scott’s face morphs into a look of sadness and pity before he responds with a defeated, “Me and Stiles.” He tenses, as if to brace for the rejection Derek is sure to give him, because there’s no way that Derek would agree to house his ex-boyfriend for a week, even as a favor to his brother. Not after everything that happened, after the devastating heartbreak he still hasn’t fully recovered from.

He takes a deep breath and sighs, “Okay,” despite every intelligent part of his brain yelling at him that it isn’t a good idea.
- - - - - -
Scott and Stiles are pro surfers in need of a place to stay for their upcoming competition. Out of all the things Derek expected this summer, being asked to house his brother and ex-boyfriend for one week wasn’t on the list.

que tu m’aimais encore by magneticwave

(1/1 I 19,931 I Teen)

Wolves mate for life, don’t they?

You Remember It All; When I Loved You So by crossroadswrite

(1/1 I 21,413 I Teen)

Derek takes a step forward and then stops. Stiles can see the way his muscles tense and tremble like he’s holding himself back by a hair.

“What-“ his voice breaks, he gets a little choked off and has to drop his eyes.

It’s been one year. He doesn’t think he can look at him after one year.

“What are you doing here?” he mumbles into the floor, knows that Derek will hear him.

“I-“

Play Crack the Sky by WeAreTheCyclones

(23/23 I 122,787 I Explicit)

Excerpt from “Hale Pulls the Plug on the Future of Rock,” Rolling Stone, Issue 1203 – Oct. 2014
“Fans and music industry vets alike are left reeling in the wake of bassist Derek Hale’s sudden departure from Smokes for Harris. At a time when the foursome from Beacon Hills, California seems to be on the cusp of rock superstardom after just one double platinum record, Smokes has everything to lose.”

Excerpt from “Smokes for Harris: Gladiator,” SPIN.com – Feb. 2015
“Smokes for Harris gives in a little to the pop punk of yesteryear in their sophomore effort, but rather than pandering to fans of a lost era they elevate the genre in a way that hasn’t been seen in quite some time. Frontman Stiles Stilinski works double duty as singer and primary songwriter and proves that he can handle the task even without former bassist Derek Hale.“

anonymous asked:

Hello! Can I request and fanfic which happens in Seven's route Day 9 the big argument between Seven and MC at night (sorry as it is quite specific) what if MC acts fine as usual in chatroom but she start to act emotionless in front of Seven and only give short responses to questions from him. MC is still having feelings in Seven but she just can't help acting that way. (1/2)

707: The Cold Treatment [Part ONE]

Heys… Dead tired, so I’m not sure about the quality of my writing and if this even makes sense, but…

I still put in my all (all that I have right now) into this, like always!!

So I hope you won’t hate it…?

– R.I.

[Click Here for Part Two]

‘What does he mean it’s useless to like him? It’s not my fault that he’s such an adorable, lovable idiot… Dammit, I can’t stop thinking about him,’ you cry under your blankets, trying to stifle the sound. You hadn’t loved someone this much before, and it was heart-wrenchingly painful. Was loving a person so wrong?

You hugged the blanket tighter, wishing that you didn’t have to feel anything anymore. Love is painful. You tried so hard to understand Seven, to care for him, to smile at him… One moment he was considerate of you, and the next he’d hurting you with his lies. ..Or were they actually true?

Maybe he was telling the truth. Maybe Seven was right. It was useless to love him. It was useless to love.

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XF Fic Challenge: “Talking in the Park”

Author: @2moms-0fucks

Rating: Teen? Maybe

Summary: Set post Per Manum, Scully discovers something in Mulder’s apartment that leads them on a conversation of what could have been.

Notes: I wrote this a year ago, to be honest. I never fleshed it out, and simply cleaned it up to submit for the challenge. It’s cracky. BOY IS IT FLUFF CRACK. Submitted for @xfficchallenges - Dialogue Only Challenge. Ugh. This is so cracky. i’m totally geeking out on the idea of conversations because so many conversations never happened in this series. But…oh well…I DO hope you enjoy it.


“Talking In The Park” by: 2moms-0fucks


“Mulder…? Why do you have all these books?”

“I uh… I got them when you started the treatments…”

‘What to Expect When Your Wife’s Expanding’? 'Test Tubes and Testosterone: A Man’s Journey Into Infertility and IVF’…?”

“Scully… I uh”

“Mulder…”

“I should donate them or something…”

“You read them?”

“Yeah…”

“But I thought–”

“That I just wanted to be the donor?”

“Well…”

“You wanna go for a walk for a minute?”

“Mulder, I–”

“Come on. It’ll make more sense…I promise.”

“Mulder those books…”

“Look, I know, Scully…”

“When I asked you to be the donor - to be the father…, you never said you wanted to play a bigger role…”

“Would you have allowed me?”

“You would have been the father – of course I would have. I would have let you play as much of a role as you wanted.”

“When you asked me to help you have a baby, I was… nervous. I was terrified, actually. It’s not like my own father was the epitome of ‘Leave it to Beaver’… and I was concerned that the same men who were behind everything would somehow use the baby to…hurt you… And I was being selfish…”

“Being concerned about my safety isn’t selfish.”

“No, I was. I was entirely selfish. But I can’t really explain it. A part of me – A large part of me didn’t want– It’s complicated Scully. I don’t know if you’ll understand…”

“Explain it. I want to know. A large part of you, what?”

“A large part of me was afraid of losing you.”

“Mulder, we’re partners…”

“Scully, you don’t know that. You really think you were going to continue with our work pregnant or with a young child?

“Well. I—“

“When I said yes, I told you I was afraid of it coming between us… I knew it was going to come between us. Eventually. No matter who the father is, a baby would change–”

“Everything.”

“Yeah…”

“For the record, Mulder, I wouldn’t have… I mean, there isn't… You weren’t my first choice.”

“That makes a guy feel good, Scu—“

“You were my only choice.”

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Into It (V)

Author: kpopfanfictrash

Pairing: You/Suho

Rating: NC-17

Word Count: 4,219

Summary:  Suho is the mysterious new kid on campus. No one knows much about him, except that he seems to have a certain attraction to you.

Originally posted by lifemindwalker88


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thirty days of skam fic: day nineteen
aka, the sequel to the neighbours fic

beginning. accusation. restless. leaves. rainbow. flame. formal. under. move. silver. prepared. knowledge. denial. cans. order. thanks. look. summer. transformation. tremble. tent. mad. thousand. paper. winter. luxury. letters. promise. simple. future.

[ PART ONE ]
[ READ ON AO3 ]

As soon as Even finds out he’s been keeping Isak awake every night for weeks, several things happen.  First, the late night noises stop almost immediately and completely, which must mean Even has either put carpet back down like he said he was going to, or just completely changed all his habits for Isak.  Second, this lets Isak actually get some sleep again, which his professors seem to appreciate since he stops falling asleep in lectures, and his friends seem to appreciate because they inform him that he’s at least forty percent less grumpy.

Third, Isak starts running into Even everywhere.

They bump into each other at the cafe Isak didn’t know Even worked at, the laundry room he’s never seen Even in before, the bench just down the street from their building, the tram back from University.  Eskild keeps inviting Even to movie nights at the kollektiv, and then in return Even keeps cooking them all dinner, and he also starts texting Isak about random little things during the day, which never fail to make Isak laugh and secretly blush to himself and then get teased by all his friends for the besotted way he’s looking down at his phone.

By the time a few more weeks have passed, Isak has to upgrade his feelings for Even from crush to full-on infatuation.

But between Eskild’s never-ending meddling and Linn’s eternal presence at the kollektiv and Even’s roommates, Mikael and Yousef and Elias, being around a lot too, it takes a while before Isak and Even get any more time alone.  It’s not like Isak’s angling for anything, but still, if the universe wanted to throw him some kind of situation where he could stare at Even all he wanted and not get caught in the act by his roommates, he wouldn’t complain.

And then, one day, Isak manages to lock himself out.

He doesn’t know how he’s done it – he always remembers his keys, but his keyring broke in his bag at some point during his day at uni, and Isak’s ended up with the key to the outside of the building, but not the one which actually opens the kollektiv’s front door.  And Eskild’s at work and it’s the one day that Linn happens to be visiting her family, so he’s just stood there, feeling like an idiot with an armful of organic chemistry books, no coat, and a phone on 2% battery.  It’s drizzling outside so he doesn’t even want to go and walk somewhere else, but he supposes he’ll have to, and just take shelter at the nearest coffee shop or force Jonas to take pity on him.

Except, before he can actually turn around and leave, Isak suddenly spots Even coming up the stairs, and doesn’t even waste a second before calling out to him.

“Isak, hey!” Even responds immediately.  He looks happy to see Isak – at least, Isak thinks so, although Even’s always pretty cheerful so he could be imagining it.  He bounds up the rest of the stairs and then stands a little bit closer than he has to, a little bit closer than you’d probably lean to a casual friend – but then, Isak could be imagining that too.  “Shit, locked out?  Don’t worry, I do that like, at least once a week.  Wanna come and chill at mine until Eskild can rescue you?”

And that’s how Isak ends up in Even’s flat for the very first time.

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anonymous asked:

Can you explain to me why itachi is problematic? I always disliked the character and I can't really give a deep analysis to explain to my friends on why I do. I understand what he did was wrong and I understand that his character was rushed and handled really badly but I can't put it into words.

Itachi Uchiha is a problematic character because :

  • His actions and motivations don’t make sense
  • Many concepts surround his “heroism” are morally misguided, simplistic and extreme. Yet, the narrative relentlessly shows him in a heroic light, it destroys the morality in the series
  • His other supposedly positive personal qualities like intelligence or wisdom are badly written too

I’ll quote from another anti post cos I don’t see the point of paraphrasing:

“a lot of his actions didn’t make sense if he’s always supposed to a good guy and a loving brother. There’re many ways he could’ve prevented Sasuke from witnessing the massacre, and made it less traumatizing to him. Instead he made him see that shit over and over again through genjutsu. yeah I know he wanted him to hate him and get revenge, but why? As a loving brother, why would he try so hard to put the burden of revenge on his brother? yeah I know he wanted Sasuke to be the hero who avenged his clan, but it’s worth the pain he went through when he killed his own brother? Sasuke never wanted to be a hero. yeah I know Itachi wanted to be judged by an uchiha, but he still thought he’s in a position to choose how he died? and he’d prioritise his own preference of how to die over the well being of his brother? He went back to Konoha after Sarutobi’s death cos he wanted to warn Danzo not to harm Sasuke. Then why did he expect sasuke to go back to Konoha after his death? go back to a place completely unaware of the danger that one of the top officials wanted to kill him? why did Itachi genjutsu Sasuke into a persistent coma? how was he supposed to get his revenge if he spent his life in a vegetative state? Kishimoto just made no sense.” - anti-endings

I’d also like to add it’s Itachi who revealed to Sasuke there’s another mangekyo sharingan user involved in the massacre and his name was “Madara”. If Itachi always suspected Tobi knew the truth about the massacre and him, and was keen on keeping Tobi away from sasuke, why did Itachi tell Sasuke Tobi’s name? it only made it easier for Sasuke to trust Tobi. It also added another name on his revenge target list. And Tobi was someone Itachi was afraid to go up against himself, he wanted sasuke to risk his life killing someone he couldn’t himself??

Many concepts surround his “heroism” are morally misguided, simplistic and extreme. Yet, the narrative relentlessly shows him in a heroic light, it destroys the morality in the series

Self sacrifice

He sacrificed OTHER PEOPLE"S LIVES, not his own. He took other people’s lives including children for his own ideals and beliefs. What did he sacrifice of himself? People said he had to leave Konoha and became a criminal and had a miserable life. He’s an ANBU before the massacre, a career as an undercover spying on enemies would’ve been highly likely for him even if the massacre never happened. He’s a trained assassin, he’s never gonna join Médecins Sans Frontières and do something meaningful in the first place.

“Greater good”

The idea that “greater number = greater good” is stupid, it completely disregards minority’s rights. If you’re attracted to the idea of “greater good” moral absolutism or “greater good” heroism, watch Psycho Pass and Fate/Zero. The moral dilemmas are much better written than Naruto. Kishimoto used “there’d be a civil war and other villages would attack them” to justify the massacre. He tried to justify genocide with one of the possible eventualities of the possible scenario of a failed coup.  A possible eventuality of a possible outcome of a coup that was yet to materialize….

Heroism is saving the ones you can, not playing god and deciding who should be killed so that others could live. Heroism is NOT the ability to count and deciding which group is the greater number. Heroism is NOT preemptively killing everyone based on personal speculations of possible bad consequences of actions or crime which were yet to be committed. This is crazier than Minority report.

Nationalism as heroism.

Itachi is a spokesperson for Will of Fire which is a form of inward looking nationalism. I think he said “as Itachi of konoha, I will save my homeland once more” (gross self glorification) when he defeated kabuto. He didn’t care if kabuto was threatening the whole ninja world, he’s just concerned with his own village. He only cared about konoha cos that’s his identity. He saw one’s village’s collective interest as the only thing worth protecting and fighting for, that’s not heroism, that’s just nationalism.  

Mistaking forced peace and oppression as Pacifism

The writing tried to present Itachi as a sensitive pacifist. He’s no pacifist, he believed in pre-emptive killing to maintain stability. He’s a “peace “at all cost extremist. Itachi and Danzo believed the way to achieve peace was to kill everyone who might possibly become a threat to the government due to dissatisfaction with their policy. Even kids had to be killed cos they might resent the government for killing their parents. This is not pacifism, this is purge of dissidents and rebels, this is forced peace maintained by violence and oppression.

His other supposedly positive personal qualities like intelligence or wisdom are badly written too

He’s not intelligent. The numerous holes listed above in his supposedly “all according to plan” revenge journey he planned for Sasuke are enough evidence of that.

He’s not wise. As discussed above, his worldviews and ideals are simplistic and extremist. His character really is just a naive nationalist.

He doesn’t respect free will, he once tried to forcibly genjutsu Sasuke into being loyal to Konoha. He just couldn’t deal with people not bowing to his precious village’s bullshit, he either killed everyone or he tried to brainwash them into a Konoha slave like himself.

He doesn’t respect truths, government transparency or history. He asked Naruto not to let the truths about the massacre come out. He thought superficial shit like “reputation” was more important than truths and justice. Kishimoto tried to make him look intelligent but humble. In fact, he’s arrogant, he thought he got to decide if the truths should come out, he’s one of the perpetrators of the massacre, yet he considered himself of all people had the right to bury the truths. That nerves and lack of self awareness.

Itachi is not some long suffering loving brother or unsung hero, he’s just a over wanked character who represents many of the series’ fucked up political views. He’s a self righteous, manipulative and cruel extremist.