this picture has so much potential but i am fresh out of ideas

do what you will and i’ll smile when you speak

So the awesome Federica (@benwwyatt) came up with the idea that, although we’re all expecting a big, carefully planned out proposal, what if Jake just can’t wait any more, and spontaneously proposes in pretty much the perfect way post-prison?

I immediately fell in with the idea, so this is what I wrote.

Eternal thanks to @the-pontiac-bandit for the help.

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Amy

Amy can’t pinpoint exactly when she decided she wanted to spend the rest of her life with Jake. And it’s not that she can’t remember a time before this feeling, because she can remember, all too well, back when Jake was the annoying guy who sat across from her and wouldn’t stop tapping his foot, and when he was just her best friend, and when she liked him and didn’t know what to do about it.

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SnK Chapter 92 Poll Results

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This chapter had a better reception than the last one. Seeing Reiner and Zeke was cited as a factor by many. Also the action was hard to resist.

that was an interesting way to set up a new story arc. i don’t really know whether i liked it or not, and i’m really eager to see what’s going on with our main crew. i’m gonna reserve most of my judgement until there’s a bigger picture though, so i can fully see what’s going on and why Isayama decided to start like this.

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I can’t.

I need to rant a little bit about the recent actions of Alex. YandereDev.

Be aware there will be a bit of cursing as I am seething with festering anger.

I know I will lose two or more followers for this, at this point I don’t really care. Not that I don’t care about you guys, it’s just I have such a strong feeling of resentment toward him right now that you guys do not even know.

You come for the fun, the fluff, and the angst. Do not read if you do not want to see Kai-chan ranting.

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Let’s Talk About This....

Originally posted by jensen-jay

Originally posted by hufi2

One of the things I loved most about Season 12, was the drama between Mary and the boys. I know many of you found it annoying, but I was highly impressed. It wasn’t written as “Oh look Mom is back, lets be nice little family” or “Oh crap mom is back and she’s a zombie!” No, instead, there was a very realistic story around it, and the writers didn’t pick an easy one. 

Nothing about the story, really went the way I thought it would, and I am so glad that as much as I watch this show, the writers can still surprise me. Now, Im not all about Mary hate, and I dont hate Sam Smith as an actor, but IMO she isnt nearly as good an actor as J2 are so scenes with her came off a little lobsided, but all that aside, I think the story arch was believable and well written. Continue below the cut 

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anonymous asked:

Hi 1st off I wanna say I'm a big fan of your blog and I consider you a senpai when it comes to Gruvia! 2nd (and I hope that it doesn't offend you) are you new to Shokugeki no Soma? because I can't understand how you got souma x erina? Especially when megumi has done much more for him and even currently.

Thank you, anon! <3 And no worries, no offense taken! Glad to see another SnS fan amongst the Gruvia fandom. ^-^

As to your question, no, I am most definitely not new to the series. I have been following it since chapter 30 of the manga. In other words, well before there even was confirmation of it ever being animated. I always preferred Souma x Erina. ^__^

Mind you, as someone who ships Gray and Juvia, I can easily see why you would take to Souma x Megumi. Megumi has a lot of qualities that Juvia possesses (a sweetness, as well as devoted loyalty and helpfulness to a potential love interest). However, and as I’ve explained here, I like a healthy dose of tsun in my pairings (Gruvia and Sorina both share this trait, while Souma x Megumi has no tsun element). Souma and Megumi are just sweet friends at the moment with a little stir from Megumi, where her admiration of Souma is switching subtly to something more. So, that’s cool if you ship them. I totally understand why. :)

But, the “tsun element” is just a small part of it for me. As I’ve said here and here, I just like Souma x Erina SO MUCH MORE. ^^ They are more fun to me. I like the potential for them, and their relationship growth better. Not only that, but I feel like it has a much higher chance of actually happening. There is so much foreshadowing within the story as well, as I’ll continue to point out in my graphic posts (which btw, I realized in my first one, that the picture of Jouichirou, young Souma, and Souma’s mom (who’s face is very intentionally being blocked by glare) could easily be an adult Souma, Erina, and their child because of the mom’s light hair color lol!). But right now, for me, Erina needs to become closer to Souma in order to experience character growth, while Megumi needs the exact opposite of this. 

If anything, Megumi needs to become more independent as a person and as a chef, and stop relying on Souma as much. She is currently on her way to doing just that, as she instead becomes his helper and partner, until she eventually becomes nearer to an equal who can proudly stand on her own. But she still needs more confidence, and that is her character arc.

And while I have no doubt that Megumi will fall for Souma completely at some point, I don’t feel like Souma will reciprocate this. He is already close with Megumi, knows her quite well, and he clearly considers her a friend, but there is no spark from him IMO. Not only that, but Souma already knows that Megumi is a great chef. He has more faith in her than she has in herself. Hell, ERINA has more faith in her than she has in herself. 

Basically, I feel like there is very little avenue of exploration left for Souma himself to discover about Megumi that would trigger feelings from his side of things. Megumi is an open book, and her good traits are ones Souma, and those around her know even better than she realizes herself.They became close and friendly so quickly, and so early on, that there’s very little space left for their relationship to advance in the future. 

So, while I can easily see Megumi falling in love with Souma, I just can’t see the opposite happening. To me, Souma is more of an unknowing mentor to Megumi, than someone he’ll become romantically involved with.

So, there’s that.

However, Souma is not close to Erina at all (although, that too, is starting to change), and he has yet to even taste her cooking. Even we as readers know very little about Erina. We get bits and pieces every now and then that show us more about her past and her character, but there’s still so much of her story left untold, and as such there is a literary importance put on that exposition.

Also, so many prominent characters within the story already have a connection to Erina (her cousin Alice, who’s become friendly with Souma; and her cousin Alice’s aid, Ryou, who’s also become a friendly rival to Souma; the grandfather, who heads the entire academy, and was the one to admit Souma, and who seems to not just have an interest in him, but in his and Erina’s interactions together; Hisako, her only true friend and secretary, who also has become friendly and kinder to Souma; and most importantly, Souma’s father, who was clearly Erina’s family’s personal chef at one point, who she admires and strives to be like as a chef, and who Erina still has no idea is related to Souma). 

Why am I listing these things? Because, again, Erina has a whole squad of characters around her, which gives Souma more exciting/fresh opportunities to get to know her more, and become closer to her. There’s so much set up, and history there that can be mined. It also makes it pretty clear, that Erina has a very dominant place in the overall story line. Yes, Megumi has had so much more panel time, and certainly more panel time with Souma, but things are not so subtly shifting.  Erina is not even an antagonist anymore, as she slowly but surely is pulling away from that role, because she is becoming more tolerant, and even unwittingly supportive of Souma. 

Therefore, their dynamic leaves more room/potential for romance to form as they continue to interact more, and Souma unintentionally continues to draw the real Erina out of her “ojuo-sama” shell, as we all get to know the real her. Likewise, Erina will also continue to grow, because she WILL fall from grace. She WILL have that moment of failure. She WILL have that moment of stagnation. And how she manages to develop from these things, will likely be through Souma.

I also feel that Erina ending up with Souma would be a far more rewarding experience for the reader than Megumi and Souma, because of who Erina is, and how their relationship started off. 

First of all, the road to Megumi ending up with Souma would be far less suspenseful, because there’s no friction there beyond the oblivious male shounen lead. And honestly, her ending up running a special of the day shop alongside Souma would literally include very little, if any character development on her part. She could easily do that right now. I don’t want that for her. I want her to grow to be a BAMF and a BOSS who has her own line of Ryokans, or something. That would be so cool! Again, Megumi needs to stand on her own, and independently as a professional. Keeping her by Souma’s side, would be keeping her stagnant, because it will again be Souma taking the lead.

On the flip said of that, Erina already has professional, independent success thanks to her God’s tongue. So, her ending up working alongside Souma in a special of the day restaurant considering who she is, and her original POV on Souma, his background, and “plebeian” food? So very deliciously rewarding haha! And obviously the road to a Souma and Erina romance will likewise be filled with way more obstacles, tension and friction, which makes for the richer storyline. 

There’s also the point, as I’ve said, that Souma has not tried Erina’s food yet. He’s mentioned that he would twice now, but it keeps being put off. And if his reaction to her cooking is anything like the one-shot of the series, it will be a glorious plot point, because she will get criticism from Souma. I feel like that’s inevitable, and it will further push things along between them, because she WILL care what he thinks. ^-^

Also, Souma and Erina challenge each other. Souma values Erina’s knowledge and opinions, and Erina always makes Souma THINK. 

You mentioned that Megumi has done so much more for Souma. This is true, and she’s done it willingly. However, the fact is, and much to her dismay, as we saw, Erina has ironically helped Souma through his most difficult challenges thus far, and it’s her presence, and her words that have given him those opportunities and ideas that helped him stay in the school. He himself has said this: she did it during the egg challenge, she did it during the beef stew round, and she’s doing it now in the current arc, and even more willingly and directly than before, with his struggles against Kuga. So, yes, Megumi has helped him loads, and certainly more directly, but Erina has helped him in the biggest ways, or at least the writing has made the bigger deal about them. 

Erina pushes Souma forward, whether she likes it or not. That is her character. And Souma, too, will likewise push her forward in other ways. This is a shounen, and our shounen hero’s character growth hinges on challenges. That’s Erina. As was laid out in the 3rd chapter, Souma is intent on making her say that his food is good. ^-^

And now we come to the whole “cooking with someone in mind/cooking for someone” advice. I have seen people say that because Megumi already is using the technique, that this naturally would/should be how Souma could learn it, too. However the problem I have with this, is as I’ve said previously. Souma already knows Megumi very well, is friends with her, genuinely likes her a lot, spends tons of time around her, has tried her cooking, and likes it, but he still has not grasped this secret from her. It has not left that desired impression on him. And IMO, that’s because that’s not how one learns this technique. Otherwise, he would have already picked it up from his father, or Shinomiya, or Hayama, or any other number of people who cook with someone special in mind.

As Souma’s father said, it’s about finding the person you want to cook for. He needs to discover who that person is. That’s why, IMO, he’s going to learn this technique on his own, because he, himself, is going to fall in love (though probably not until very near the end of the series). And IMO, that will be with Erina, who he has already sought out a couple of times now, and who he keeps running into, both intentionally and unintentionally. She is the one who is becoming more present in Souma’s life, and vice-versa. They are driving each other’s character arcs forwards.

Erina and Souma both have that foreshadowing of romance, and needing to inject this element into their cooking style. They both need to discover the “taste of love,” and I believe they will discover it through each other.

That’s how I “got” Souma x Erina, and that is why I ship them. ^^ 

So, I will most definitely continue to reblog and post about Sorina. It’s not going to ever dominate my blog (my blog will likely always be severely gruvia-heavy lol), but if my liking of them is off-putting to you in any way, I completely understand if you choose to unfollow me. I wont take it personally. ^___^

XIII.

Full moon of the tenth month. Fall.

Dear Diary,

I wish I had time to write more often. These days have been really exhausting. I have seriously considered allowing my bed to be one of my potential suitors, but I guess a four-poster bed is not that interested in such affairs.

This last moon I have received protocolar visits of all the neighbouring territories - Termina, Labrynna and Holodrum - we are making trading agreements with, inaugurate Castletown’s new school, supervised the completion of the infrastructure works, and held Court. I also did all related and non-related paperwork.

So going to Ordon for the harvest was a well-deserved break.

We departed before sunset. Since the road improvements, traveling times have considerably reduced. So a trip that used to take almost five to six hours, now takes only four at most.

Our arrival was to a silent Ordon, covered in the warm colors of crunchy leaves that floated in the chilly breeze. The almost full moon was already peeking out from the hills. It was a picture perfect autumn night.

As I took our saddlebags inside, Link indicated me he was going to greet his family after checking the horses. I unpacked my things, and changed from my riding clothes. I went to the spring to fetch some fresh water and wash my face. I really felt tempted to dive into the spring; the water was nicely warm.

When I came back, I was still on my own, so I decided to do some things: light the hearth and some candles, lay the cots, and put the table to eat something - Link would have to cook though. I was considering going outside to pick some flowers to put in a vase when Link got back.

‘Hey, why the odd face?’, I asked. He had a really quirky look.

‘N-nothing!’, he answered nervously. ‘It’s just I’m not used to having someone around the house’.

‘But I’ve been here before’, I reminded him.

‘Nevermind’. He changed the subject, putting a basket on the table. ‘Uli sent pumpkin soup for us, she thought we might be hungry’.

Bless her. We wolfed down the whole pot between the two of us.

The basket also had a jar of mulled wine. It was perfect to keeping us even more warm - and talkative.

‘How is the training going so far?’ I asked him. ‘Although I get the reports, it is always good to know from the source’.

‘It’s been great!’, he enthusiastically remarked. ‘They are such good guys and gals, I’m amazed at their progress… I think it would be a great idea to take them to Snowpeak for a special training course’

‘It is certainly an interesting idea… Has any of them caught your eye?’, I enquired him, out of sheer curiosity.

‘Some of them are really good! I might get some of them promoted to higher ranks once the training ends’

‘That is not what I actually meant’, I said, avoiding to burst into laugh at his naivete. ‘I meant if you had found any of them attractive’.

‘I see…’ - he nodded, finally understanding the cue - ‘…and nope’, he denied blushing up to his ears, ‘I think I have told you before it would’ve to be someone really special’.

Link refilled our cups in silence.

‘But what about you?’, he asked. ‘Do you like someone?’, and sipped his wine.

Not even Midna during my captivity had asked me that. And she loved to get personal information - according to her was for ‘potential blackmail purposes’. So the question was certainly unexpected, especially coming from Link.

‘Umm… I have never fancied someone’, I admitted. ‘Never, ever…- I sighed -  does that make me odd?’

‘I don’t think so’, he affirmed, ‘Royalty and other things aside’, he pointed at our Triforces, ‘you are pretty much a normal woman to me’. He drank a sip. ‘Maybe we we would have been friends anyway, no matter our circumstances’.

I smiled at his remark.

‘Even if I was your wife in a past life?’, I asked with a laugh before sipping my wine.

‘Of course!’, he laughed, ‘Who says love and friendship can’t go hand in hand?’

‘You are certainly right’, I conceded, ‘but I am accustomed to a world in which marriages, albeit not forced, are with always seeking an advantage, when the natural thing should be simply sharing your life with someone you love’. I paused. ‘Besides, you grew up with a high standard in relationships. Rusl and Uli are an outstanding example of a happy marriage’.

Link listened attentively.

‘In my case, I grew up with accounts of others - mainly Impaz - of my parents’ marriage. I have vague memories of them together… I only remember my father’s perpetual melancholy for losing her’.

‘You’re afraid you will end up being another loveless noblewoman’, Link affirmed.

‘Your assumption is correct’, I sighed. ‘In my life, love has always been seen as a stroke of luck’.

‘But your ancestor fought hard for you to be free to choose’, Link reminded me, ‘you shouldn’t make her efforts go to waste by throwing yourself in a marriage to benefit the kingdom’ - he downed his glass - ‘you have done more than enough so far… You can be selfish on this if you want to - just my two rupees’.

‘You are right’, I admitted, ‘I should not let the bad experiences of others affect mine’ - I sighed - ‘I just tend to put other people’s happiness before mine’.

‘You put a whole country’s happiness before yours’ - Link took a deep breath - ‘I…I care about you, y’know?’

‘I know, that’s why you are my best friend’, I answered to his sweet remark. ‘I care deeply about you too!’, and kissed his cheek.

He jolted from the surprise.

‘Link, what is wrong?’, I asked him. Maybe my outburst surprised him in the wrong way.

‘You just startled me’, he said nervously, getting up. ‘and I’m feeling kinda drowsy’.

It was surely late! the moon was high on the sky.

We went to bed soon after. Thanks to all the travel - and with the help of the mulled wine - I slept soundly.

I had a strange dream though.

I was in the middle of the desert. I wandered on the endless, lifeless sands, looking for a way out. I was about to despair, when it started raining. I was quickly soaking wet, but the rain went away as fast as it came, and the sun shone again.

I looked at my wet feet. A rose bush had sprouted in front of me, and several roses of dusky corals, pinks and yellows had bloomed in it.

And I woke up.

I realized I was alone, and it was way past noon. I got up and dressed quickly to go to Rusl’s house; it was easy to assume Link was there.

But he was not.

Uli and the children were there. She told me the men had gone to fetch wood for the bonfire, and explained me the festivity: people from the village - and now a couple of new nearby settlements - gathered to thank the Goddesses for an abundant harvest; the celebration day is the last one for harvesting crops. At sunset, people meet for a dinner together, so they light the bonfire and cook a lot of food.

‘In the end, it’s just an elaborate way for people to meet for dinner’, Uli said, shrugging her shoulders. ‘As if Ordonians weren’t good eaters already’.

I only nodded to her statement, as I was devouring my second slice of pumpkin pie. Ordon’s antics are really catchy.

Some time later, Link and Rusl arrived. Uli was teaching me how to make pumpkin pie. Cooking is really entertaining, and surprisingly relaxing. Only one thing remained on the back of my mind though: the strange dream I had.

I tried not to give it too much thought, but something told me it is more important than it seems.

‘Who is that pie for?’, Link’s voice said over my shoulder. I jolted,almost spilling the mixture I was preparing.

This boy seriously forgets about something called ‘personal space’. His spontaneity makes me feel awkward sometimes.

‘For all of us, if I do not ruin it’, I answered while I poured the mixture into the huge pan. Little Colin also came to see my attempts at cooking - and snack on the raw mixture on the bowl.

‘I bet it’ll taste good’, he affirmed confidently, ‘once it’s cooked though’ - he stared at Colin.

Colin stuck his tongue out mischievously to Link and kept happily licking the pumpkin filling on a wooden spatula.

‘Do you like Zelda, Link?’, Little Colin asked out of the blue, ‘You look at her like dad looks at mom’.

Link laughed nervously. I felt my cheeks getting warmer, and tried to contain my laughter at such sweet, innocent remark. Children can make really wild assumptions sometimes!

‘F-friends… kinda l-like each other’, Link tried to explain him, stammering a bit, ‘that’s why they’re friends’.

‘What Link means is that friendship is a kind of love’, I attempted to tell him in a simpler way, ‘because friends care and look after each other’.

‘But Beth always says “boys and girls will end up liking each other, that’s why they can’t be friends”!’, he exclaimed, mimicking her quite accurately.

‘Nah, just don’t listen to her’, Link tried to dismiss the subject. He looked a little uncomfortable.

‘Just tell her we are a good example of friendship’, I said, following his cue, ‘although we are of a different gender, we are friends that love each other’.

Colin nodded understandingly.

Once the pie went in the oven, we went outside. The people had laid out a large table, even bigger than when I first came. We ate at dusk, and the dinner itself prolonged for a couple of hours. Luckily I was seated next to Ilia, so we could catch up. She is interested in learning medicine from Shaman Renado,the Gorons and the Zoras, so she can help anyone that needs aid. I encouraged her to do so! Good medics are always necessary, and Ilia, with her kind demeanor will surely succeed.

After all were more or less done eating, most people gathered around the bonfire, talking and drinking under the full moon. The night was nice and slightly cold.

Link and I returned to his house relatively early, since we had to leave at dawn to go back to Castletown. All the food -my first pumpkin pie was pretty decent for a first try - and the mulled wine made me sleepy. Link fell asleep really quickly. He was quite silent during the dinner. I wonder why he was like that.

I better go to bed now, my eyelids feel heavy.

Yours,

Zelda

P.S.: As soon as I entered the Castle I received from Master Auru a very particular letter. It has the seal of the Gerudo on it.

I read it immediately when I entered in my studio. Master Auru and Link accompanied me.

‘To Her Royal Highness Zelda IV of Hyrule,

You must find the source of this letter quite unusual, since the Gerudo as a tribe no longer exist on your records. The only reminders of our existence on your lands are a handful of descendants.

You surely also wonder who is writing this and why is the purpose of this missive.

I am Naima, Daughter of Nabooru. I am the current Matriarch of the Gerudo. Our tribe barely survived the tragic events that occurred after the demise of Ganondorf, forcing us to disappear from the eyes of the world for one hundred and fifty suns. The details of this shall be disclosed to you in the right time.

We were on alert after seeing unusual activity in the desert, and the sudden appearance of monsters and other kind of foes. But what really made us consider making contact with you was the information that some scouts gathered: they saw a young woman along with a younger man on the ruins of the ancient fortress. She wore a crown, and he was dressed in green; both had the mark of the Golden Three on their hands.

I saw that as a good omen, for the bearers of Courage and Wisdom of yore, despite the outcome of the war, always sought our well-being. After consulting with the elders of the tribe, I decided to send a scout to see how Hyrule had changed in all this time before sending you this letter. I apologize for this, which some can consider espionage, but it had to be done.

The information we received surprised us in a good way. Not only you seem a reasonable leader, but also you are well accompanied by a diverse group of advisors, and you are not afraid of confronting uncomfortable issues.

I hope with all my heart this letter is well received, and the Gerudo and Hyrule begin a new diplomatic relationship based on mutual respect and tolerance.

Kindest regards,

 - Naima of the Gerudo, Daughter of the Desert Wind.

Was this my dream about? Certainly.

I summoned immediately the High Council. We need to talk about how to handle this incredibly unexpected development as gracefully as possible.

prince & prince // ch.2

tododeku || sfw || 7,300 words

Note to self: don’t accidentally fall in love with a prince who’s in an arranged marriage keeping your kingdoms from declaring war against each other. Especially when you’re spying on him as his manservant.


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The Music Industry and Why St. Vincent is a Breath of Fresh Air

St. Vincent, also known asAnnie Clark, recently won a Grammy for her album, St. Vincent. Clearly a category dominated by men, St. Vincent is the second woman to win Best Alternative Album in Grammy history. Besides being female, the Grammy winner is shining amongst her fellow contenders and here’s why:

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As the Dust Settles

Title: As the Dust Settles [ff.net] [ao3]

Rating: K

Word Count: ~1600

Summary: Some things one does for the self, other things one does for others. But the best one can do is to act for the future. An alternate ending to Book 4, Krew heavy with emphasis on Korra. A sendoff to Korra. [Be the Peaf Prompt 70 – For the Future]

Music: Please listen to “O Magnum Mysterium” (For Band) By Morten Lauridsen and Arranged H. Robert Reynolds for the full effect. I promise you won’t regret it.

Author Note: This fic has really been stressing me out today. I want to stress that this is my interpretation through my imagination, and you are under no obligation to like it.

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No matter where she was, Korra always felt her gaze drawn to the green-yellow light of the newly created spirit portal. The original portals in the north and south were breathtaking to begin with, but the idea that she herself created this rip in the fabric between their universe and the next brought her awe to an entirely different level. Statue be damned; it was impossible to ignore that perhaps the greatest showing of her time as the Avatar would stay eternally where downtown Republic City once was.

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On the left is a picture of my poor lil pizza face 6 months ago, and on the right is a picture of me from today.

I know people don’t want to hear it because it’s easier to take medication, cover it up with make up, blame uncontrollable hormones, blah blah blah, but the reality is that you can drastically improve your skin just by evaluating and changing your lifestyle. It takes a while and it gets waaaay worse before it gets better (I was about 4 or 5 months into my “acne-be-gone” changes on the left) but it’s definitely worth it.

The absolute biggest changes I have made are:

  • No dairy, especially if you’re a lady. Milk is filled with hormones perfect for lil baby cows who need to grow big and fat, but those hormones also help your acne to grow big and fat hence why you end up with cysts in pre-menstrual places like your chinny chin chin. Admittedly I am much less strict now but I know instantly when I’ve overdone it.
  • No face touching! It’s the most difficult thing in the world to stop picking and squeezing but more often than not if you leave a zit alone it’ll sort itself out. Almost all of my “blemishes” nowadays can be attributed to scanning my face for potential breakouts and I am a bit obsessed with my pores. Even a tiny experimental squeeze will come back and bite you in the ass so leave it alone! 
  • Oil cleansing and giving up trying to scrub it away. The absolute best face washing method (for me at least) is oil cleansing as nowadays I have very dry skin and I get pretty gnarly psoriasis on my face when I get super stressed. I use a 1:2 mix of castor oil and jojoba oil but I recommend reading about it and figuring out what your skin is like and what oil does what. It takes some experimenting, but again, soooo worth it once you find out what works for you. I read somewhere that when you have acne there are special acne fighting bacteria chilling out on your face that are trying to help you but are often washed away with the crazy strong chemicals found in most face washes, so by washing your face gently and less regularly (I usually only wash my face in the morning) you’re allowing your face to help itself. 
  • Keeping good habits and observing what makes you break out. Common sense stuff like changing your pillow cases regularly, patting your skin dry instead of rubbing, drinking lots of water, eating your veggies, taking vitamins (I take several, but I highly suggest cod liver oil capsules), avoiding junk food, taking your make up off thoroughly if you wear it, yadda yadda. I have heard that lots of people suggest sleeping with their hair tied back but personally I found that made my skin break out, so it’s about observing what happens to you personally. Like for me I have to dab my mouth with toilet paper instead of a towel when I’ve rinsed away any toothpaste on my mouth otherwise my top lip breaks out? Ugh.
  • Exercising and getting regular fresh air/sunshine. More common sense, when you sweat all the yucky stuff in your skin is sweat out too and if you're like me and have dry skin this is especially beneficial. As I’ve been overcoming my agoraphobia I’ve noticed that being outside regularly has been the most consistent “cure” for my acne so I recommend everyone gets some outside without their war paint on.

In short, educate yourself and have faith. I did some crazy shit to my face when I was younger because I didn’t know what to do and was encouraged to use no end of products that could probably unblock a drain, so learn about what your skin is like and stop equating the idea that acne = dirty because that’s not true. I’ll bet nearly all of the face washes you can buy are filled with something that’s more likely to scar you than help you, even the ones that advertise themselves as being gentle, so if you only take away one thing here please please please let it be that you can’t remedy your acne by focusing only on the external. You have a lot less to lose by taking your make up off and having a glass of water than you do by scrubbing the shit outta it with some industrial strength bleach because some airbrushed celebrity pretending to wash her face told you it changed her life. 

(PS: To play my own devil’s advocate I will say that the left picture was taken using my iPod’s front camera and the right with my LG G2’s regular camera, so that’s a big jump in quality and I probably didn’t look as red as the picture shows)

You will pry "Fresh Off the Boat" out of my cold, dead, Asian hands.

I obviously don’t pay attention to the media as often as I probably should, so ABC’s newly released Fresh Off the Boat comedy didn’t register in my radar until near release time and how, how did I miss the fact that this would be the first live-action show with an Asian-centric cast since 1994’s All-American Girl (a show I need to watch at some point for research and curiosity.) And the fact it took twenty years for a live-action (I say “live-action” because cartoons have done it a bit better: Jake Long: American Dragon, Juniper Lee, Jackie Chan Adventures, Mulan, etc.) to do this should say something about POC representation. But it’s here and I watched it and it’s pretty good…I guess?

I mean, for a family sitcom, the laughs were largely few and in-between. None of the jokes were cringe-worthy or hideously awful, just standard and average. The chance for improvement is within range. My key impression of the show lies on its Asian perspective. Their Haungs’ chief dilemmas are the stuff you might have seen in various Asian stereotypes; (“Tiger moms” and immigrants living the American Dream, yadda yadda.) Fresh Off the Boat is really hitting the bottom of the barrels with the whole Non-Asian reaction to Chinese “Ewwww, those look like worms!” food cliche. Shit that a general media might already know about and goddamn it, I’ve been on this flippin’ boat (no pun intended) already why do we have to do this again?! It’s a tedious “Well, duh” moment until you realize we still need that Asian point of view. How many shows with white leads didn’t rationalize and play off the same tropes and association from their own lives?

As tiring as these cliches are, I’m not ready to dismiss this show because I can hands down say with utmost confidence that I relate to Fresh Off the Boat. Almost embarrassingly so.

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anonymous asked:

Curious for your thoughts on this but what would Arrow be like without Felicity (since EBR was originally a guest star)?

A dark, depressing show? Dead in the water?

Ha. Brevity aside, I honestly can’t even imagine Arrow without Felicity Smoak anymore. I mean, I literally cannot picture it.

I have no idea what the show’s original direction would have been throughout season 1 and beyond had Felicity either not shown up at all, or shown up for her one scene and then disappeared. Well, I do know, but I can’t picture it.

See, the thing is, the pilot set up the proposed trajectory of the show quite neatly, if not exactly successfully. Oliver was back from the island, he loved Laurel but didn’t know if he could ever be with her. Laurel meanwhile had a thing going on with Tommy, his best friend, who was in love with her (whether she was in love with Tommy at that point, I don’t know for sure. Certainly the potential was there). Season 1 had this whole cliched love triangle drama going on (and why the detractors of the show’s current direction never complain about that is both mind-boggling and enlightening) and had the show not changed course mid-way through thanks to Stephen and Emily’s electric chemistry and the promise of something “more”, it would have continued along that path for at least the rest of the season, if not beyond.

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Studio 2

I am so jazzed about continuing this story, you have no idea. Thus I am over the moon about, and thank you for, your interest in it. One PSA before we continue: this will include smoking, drinking, drugging, and possibly other inadvisable behavior. Though I am presenting some of it in rather, um, COMPELLING contexts (cf. the end of this part), I am not advocating any of it. (Although I do drink, so I guess it would be hypocritical not to endorse that to some degree, but the other stuff is just not my bag.) So, but, this tale of debauchery and whatnot began here.

Studio 2

“So, Meeka,” says the young publicist.

“It’s Myka,” she corrects him.

“Sorry. You know, audiences get confused when they can’t pronounce names—we should think about changing it.” Myka is aghast at the idea; her horror must show in her face, for he smiles at her, rather sweetly. He’s very young, this Steve Jinks. He’s probably younger that she is. He says, “Nobody really wants a new name, but they get used to it. Though the old-timers tell me that Joan Crawford still hates hers—and hates the guy who gave it to her. So if we have to change yours, please don’t hate me.”

“I just saw Helena Wells,” Myka blurts out, because she has to tell someone.

“Yeah?” Steve says. “I met her for the first time last week. She was nice. Odd, but nice.”

“Odd,” Myka tries the word. It doesn’t seem like it could possibly apply.

“More like eccentric, I guess. She hates this whole department. Won’t do a thing anybody tells her.” He makes a little clucking sound. “They wanted to give her a new name, too.”

“What was it?” Myka asks. She cannot imagine a name better than “Helena Wells.”

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