way fairers

i love how in tolkien’s stories every elf is more beautiful and even fairer than the one before

Moments. Chapter 6: Date

Idea explained here

You can read all the parts here

(I’ve decided to put the prompts in the end from now on so it’s not like a spoiler or anything)

Chapter 6: Date

She looked in the mirror one last time. She had picked at black outfit that she had combined with a light pink hijab she had been reserving for a special moment. She had decided to wear natural makeup, only a thin eye line and no lipstick. On her feet she wore her favorite sneakers, he had said that they weren’t going anywhere fancy so she decided to keep it casual.

She got out of her room and walked to the kitchen where her parents and Elias were.

“Hi” she greeted them smiling

“Hi, you look really nice” her father said

“Are you going out?” her mother asked

“Uh, yes, actually I was about to ask you, is it okay if I go out with Yousef today?”

“Right now?” her dad asked

“Yeah, he’s supposed to pick me up in a few minutes” she said looking at her watch

“Where are you going?” her mom asked

“I don’t know” she sighed “He won’t say, it’s a surprise”

“I don’t know how to feel about that Sana” Mama Bakkoush said

“Believe, neither do I. But he won’t tell me” Sana said

“I know where he’s taking you” Elias said smirking

“He told you?” Sana asked frowning

“Don’t act so surprise, he’s my best friend, of course he told me” Elias said “I know what he has planned”

“Tell me, then” she said

“No, he trusted me. I’m not going to tell you. I won’t break my promise” Elias said solemnly

“Well, you can tell us” his dad said

“That I can do” Elias said shrugging.

He stood up from his seat and walked to his parents. They came closer to him and he started to whisper his friend’s plan. Sana just stared at them half pissed for being left outside half curious about what he was saying

“Okay, you can go” Sana’s dad said “But be careful”

“Be careful? Why? Where is he taking me?”

“Sana, don’t ruin the surprise” her mom said smiling.

Sana was about to protest when someone knocked at the front door.

“I’ll go” she said

She opened the door and Yousef was standing in the other side smiling at her.

“Wow, you look beautiful” he said looking at her in awe.

“Yeah, yeah whatever, where are we going?”

“Okay, rude” he chuckled

“I’m sorry, it’s just…everyone knows except me” she whined

“Elias couldn’t keep his mouth shut, could he?” Yousef said smirking

Sana crossed her arms on her chest and turned around to lead the way to the kitchen.

“Hi Yousef” her mom greeted him as soon as they entered the room

“Good afternoon” Yousef said looking at both of her parents “Hi Elias”

“Hey” Elias said

“Oh, habibti, what’s that face?” her mom asked

“Everyone knows except me” she said almost pouting making everyone laugh, which of course only pissed her even more

“Okay, I think we should go before she changes her mind” Yousef said “We won’t be home late, I promise”

“Good, take care” Sana’s dad said


“Okay are you ready?” Yousef asked once they arrived at the place

He had made her close her eyes and of course, promise that she wouldn’t look.

“Yes, yes, yes I’m ready. Can I open my eyes now?” she asked excited

“You can!”

She opened her eyes with smiling with anticipation. She took a look around and frowned.

“Wow, we are…at a basketball court…” she said trying to hide her disappointment “I love it, it’s so…original”

She tried to fake a smile but Yousef knew better and rolled his eyes at her.

“You hate it”

“No! No, I don’t, I don’t” she said approaching him “I promise I don’t…I just don’t get why the hype, I mean we play basketball all the time”

“Yeah, but we’re not here to play basketball…not exactly”

“Then what?” she brought her eyebrows as closed as it was humanly possible.

She looked adorable and Yousef couldn’t help but laugh.

“We’re playing roller basketball to get to know each other” Yousef said

“We’re playing what?” she asked confused

“It’s a game I’ve invented”


“Have you ever tried roller skating?”


“Perfect. Today you are. We’re going to play basketball with roller skates”

“What? No we’re not. I’m going to fall”

“That’s the point”

“The point is for me to fall?” she asked glaring at him

“No, the point is to make the game a little fairer. You’re way better than me at basketball, I’m way better than you a roller skating. It works”

“I don’t like it” she said

“I figured. And that’s why there’s more to the game” he said “Each time one of us makes a shot, we get to ask the other person a question. If you make a shot you can ask me whatever you want”

“Whatever I want?”

“Whatever you want”

“No limits?”

“No limits”

“Fine” she said squinting her eyes “But you need to teach me how to roller skate first”

“Okay, but only the basics, if not the game loses its appeal”

“It can’t be that hard, if you know how to do it…”

“Ha ha, very funny”

Sana stuck her tongue out to him playfully.


“Come on Sana, just stand up” Yousef said

He had helped her put the roller skates on but she refused to stand up

“I’m going to fall” she said

“No, you’re not. I’m here, I won’t let you fall”


“Of course! Just stand up”

She sighed and got on her feet. For a couple of seconds she was actually impressed, it wasn’t as difficult as she thought but as soon as she tried to take a step she lost control and almost fell backwards.

Wow, wow, wow” Yousef took her hands and helped her regain her balance “Not  so fast, you have to get used to them first”

“I’m not going to get used to them ever”

“Yes you are, come on, just let me guide you”

He started to skate backwards still holding both of her hands, so she would go forward. He was actually the one doing all the work, she was just letting him roll her around.

“Okay, now try to move one of your feet” he said

She shook her head

“I’m not letting you go, come on, move your left foot”

She did as he told her and even though she almost lost control again she regain her balance before she could fall

“See? You did it, now right foot”

She kept moving her feet, one by one, still holding his hands until they got to the other side of the court, next to the basket.

“I’m going to let go of your hands now so I can go grab the ball okay?”

“No, no don’t leave me here”

“Sana it’s okay” he chuckled “You just need to stand still, I’ll be right back”

He slowly let go of her hands and rolled his way to where the ball was. He came back doing some tricks he had learnt during the years.

“You’re a poser” Sana said shaking her head

“Oh really? Well this poser has the ball and is about to make a shot” he said pointing with the ball at the basket

“No! That’s cheating!”

“Come here and stop me then” he challenged her

She glared at him and crossed her arms.

“Fine” he said shrugging and pointing once again at the basket

“No!” she said taking some steps towards him

She lost control and crashed against his body but he caught her before she could fall.

“You did it!” he said smiling

“I almost fall” she said resting her hands on his chest trying not to fall

“But you didn’t, it’s progress”

She rolled her eyes but smiled at him. Then she saw that he still had the ball on his hands. Before he could react she took it from him and threw it at the basket making a shot.


“You’re a cheater!” he said

“Nei, you were distracted, it’s not my fault. I made a shot, now I get to ask”

“Fine, ask” he said crossing his arms on his chest “I’m already regretting inventing this game”

“Okay, my question is…when did you first realized that you had feelings for me?”

“Wow, I was not expecting that question”

She just shrugged and smiled at him

“Okay, well…we met when you were what…like 10? I was 12 I think when I met Elias. And I have to be honest with you, the first time I met you I hated you”

“What?” she said shocked “You hated me?”

“Well, not hated you, more like…I was jealous of you. You were only 10 years old and you were already so smart, you annoyed me”

She shook her head and laughed

“But then eventually I realized that that jealousy had turned into admiration with time…and if I had to say a particular moment when everything changed for me…I guess I’d say when you were around 15 and I was 17. I don’t know if you remember but that summer I went to Turkey with my family and I didn’t come back until late September. I remember the day I came back. I went to your house to see Elias and you were there. And you looked…you looked amazing. You had changed a lot during summer, you weren’t a little girl anymore, you looked beautiful and strong and you were talking to your father about biology and I just, I was so impressed. And then you smiled at me and I swear my heart skipped a beat. I think that was the first day I saw you as something more than Elias’ little sister”

She had been smiling at him during the whole story.

“You don’t remember what happened later that day, do you?” she asked with knowing smile

“What do you mean?” he asked confused

“Make the shot and find out” she said biting her lip.

He grabbed the ball and rolled towards the basket. She didn’t make a move to try to stop him. He shot the ball and it passed through the hoop smoothly.

“Done” he said approaching her again. “What happened later?”

“I met these friends that summer, well they weren’t really my friends. They spent the whole summer teasing me about my hijab and me being muslim and stuff like that but I just acted like I didn’t care ‘cause I didn’t want to be alone. The day you came back from Turkey I went to my friend’s house after you arrived. I think I was only there for like half an hour before I came home  crying. They had spent the whole time making fun of me and they even said that if I was going to cover my head I might as well cover my whole face so they didn’t have to look at me. I went home thinking about taking it off you know? Just give up so I could fit in. And when I arrived…”

“I was there, in the backyard, you came home with red eyes as if you had been crying and I was the first one to see you. Elias was inside talking to your parents”

“Yeah, you saw me and you asked me if I was okay. I just told you that I had had a fight with my friends. And you told me that I shouldn’t let anyone make me feel like I wasn’t good enough, that I was beautiful and strong and that they were only jealous of me. You told me to be myself and not change for anyone. You didn’t even know what had happened to me and you said exactly what I needed to hear”

“I hated seeing you like that”

“You were my hero that day and that’s when I realized that you weren’t just Elias’ best friend to me” she said smiling

“What are the odds that we both started liking each other the same day?”

“Sound like a story of a cheesy movie couple” she laughed

“We are a cheesy couple”

“You are cheesy, I just tolerate you”


Prompt:  OMG! I’ll be so sweet if you write something about how Sana and Yousef started to crushing on each other I mean in the first episode is pretty obvious that is not something recent. Pls pls

Hope you’ve liked it

Sorry if the date idea is lame, I’ve just been so blocked today and I couldn’t think about anything better

Thank you all for reading!♥

Real talk now.

You know, as a collective, we (the youth) have a pretty shitty attitude towards national and international affairs. It’s getting better! But it’s still pretty shitty, so I have a metaphor I’d like to put in front of you.

I want you to imagine that in front of you stands a wall, a giant, sky scraping, never ending wall keeping you and everyone else trapped in a place you don’t want to be, loaded with poverty and inequality and unnecessary suffering for the masses.

And on the other side of that wall is a better and fairer way of life for everyone around you.

Every single one of you reading this has a destructive tool for destabilising that wall, be it a hammer or a chisel, a spoon or your fingernails, every single one of you has a weapon, and that weapon is the only morsel that was handed to you by the powers that be, whilst they hoped that because that weapon is so small, you would never have the motivation to use it.

You can do one of two things; you can sit back and hope that everybody else manages to bring down the wall, or you can stand up and join the effort yourself, right?

So what do you do? Do you sit and watch history take place without you?
You get up, pitch back, and take a fucking swing.

And why? You swing because you know that one day you’ll be able to say one of four things;
*They couldn’t do it./
*They did it whilst I watched.
*We tried our damn best./
*We did it.

And I know that every one of you would rather be in those last two categories, regardless of what happens, you know that you were putting in the effort to make the world a better place.

Now I don’t care if the weapon handed to you is a ballot paper, a dietary choice, or simply the sound of your own voice.

‘My input won’t matter’ is not a suitable answer, you have to trust that the majority will share your attitude, if you do nothing, so will everyone else.
If you take a swing, you’ll be joining an army, and together you can bring down anything.

anonymous asked:

Your points about criticising games (which are great points btw) reminded me of SSMB. Ever since Sonic Forces was released, everyone's been shitting on it with no further thought, and anyone who tries to look at it in a fairer way get laughed at. Why does this place think its hot shit again?

The same reason for why they think they’re that much better than the SEGA Forums.

In other words, dunno lol.

anonymous asked:

Now the grade system has been scrapped the show has become more enjoyable to watch. It's so nice seeing the trainees working in teams. It seems like a fairer way of judging the contestants as well. I'm really proud of our Nu'est boys too, they had a rough start but they've seemed to pick themselves up and have been interacting with the other trainees instead of just sticking to themselves. JR was so worried about being leader but everyone encouraged him. Continued.

Cont. It feels like they had lost all of their confidence in the beginning but it makes me so happy that the other trainees are actually supporting them and I was so happy Ren and Baekho were also picked for teams, I was scared they would be leftover but the other trainees do recognise their talent. There are so many talented guys in this show, it sucks we can’t vote, but I’m cheering on more contestants every week not just nu'est. I have so much respect for how hard everyone is working.

Oh, I’ve definitely picked up a few of my own favorites (including spiderboy, he won my heart over pretty quickly just by being so quirky in his introduction clip). A good chunk of these kids are total sweethearts and I hope they all meet with success by the end of the show. 

The grading system is really there just to divide them all and humiliate them. If there’s one thing Korea is super good at, it’s competitive culture and making people constantly compare themselves to their peers. It’s one of the few aspects of the culture I don’t care for in the slightest (but also don’t misunderstand me, I love Korea and respect their culture, but every culture also has its flaws). Though that aspect of the show is basically gone now, that doesn’t mean things will get easier. It just means now everything will be based on Korean voting rank, unfortunately. 

It also doesn’t mean Mnet isn’t going to edit the show in very deliberate ways to try to undermine certain trainees or bring advantage to their favorites. What’s important is that the audience is vigilant in paying attention to what’s going on and that we continue to support our boys until the end. 

Jeremy Corbyn speech

Jeremy Corbyn, Leader of the Labour Party, speaking at a rally in Leicester today, said:

***Check against delivery***

There’s no doubt that Thursday’s local election results were disappointing for our party. We had welcome victories in Manchester, Liverpool, Wales, Doncaster and elsewhere but too many fantastic councillors, who work tirelessly for their communities, lost their seats.

We face a huge challenge in the next five weeks.

But this General Election campaign is also a great opportunity. A chance to break free, to create a society in which people are no longer held back by a system that is rigged for the rich. A chance to rebuild Britain for the many not the few.

There is also a huge danger – that the Tories’ fearmongering and spin machine will make some people settle for less than they should. Resign themselves to things the way they are - underestimating just how many more burdens the Tories could impose if their mission to rig the system for the rich isn’t halted.

The stakes are high. We know from yesterday’s election results that the gap between us and the Tories is not as great as the pundits have been saying.

But we still have many people to convince. We have four weeks to do that. Are we up to the challenge?

Millions are still sceptical and undecided, not sure which way to turn.

And who can blame them.

Andy Burnham – who had a brilliant victory to become the new Mayor of Greater Manchester yesterday – spoke last week of how alienated people are from the political system.

He said we can’t just carry on doing what we are doing; the time has come to do something different.

He’s right. Our Westminster system is broken and our economy is rigged. Both are run in the interests of the few.

Things can and must be different.

Labour is under attack because we are standing up to the elites who are determined to hijack Brexit to pay even less tax and take even more of the wealth we all create.

Labour is under attack because we are standing up to the corporate interests plundering our NHS - £13 billion of the NHS budget is already privatised – how much more will be if the Tories get another five years?

That’s why Labour is under attack. We’re drawing a line. Three decades of privatisation – from energy and rail to health and social care – has made some people very rich but it has not delivered richer lives for the vast majority.

In this election, we will be outlining a plan to transform Britain – an upgraded economy run for the many not the few.

It will mean standing up to powerful vested interests. But we are ready for the challenge.

The Conservatives only stand up when taking orders from their billionaire friends, who hoard our country’s wealth for themselves in tax havens.

Theresa May thinks she can win the General Election by claiming she cares about working people.

She talks about building a fair society. Does she think people will forget what the Tories have done to this country, how they’ve actually treated working people? 

This Tory leader sat alongside David Cameron in government for six years.

She was in the cabinet room when they introduced the bedroom tax. So were the Liberal Democrats as part of Cameron’s coalition. What was fair about that?

And what was fair about racking up tuition fees?

Or about taking benefits away from people with disabilities?

Or about closing Sure Start Centres? Or starving schools of cash? Or opening up the NHS to be plundered by profiteers?

And what was fair about giving big business and the richest in society tax giveaways worth tens of billions of pounds - while the rest of us were told to tighten our belts, to accept a big dose of austerity?

The Tories are hoping everyone has short memories.

But if that fails, they have another card they are playing. That this election is about Brexit and who can play at being toughest with Brussels.

But Labour will not allow the Tories to put their party interests ahead of the real national interest. The interests of the British people.

This election isn’t about Brexit itself. That issue has been settled. The question now is what sort of Brexit do we want – and what sort of country do we want Britain to be after Brexit?

And who can really be trusted to put working people first?

Labour wants a jobs Brexit, a Brexit that safeguards the future of Britain’s vital industries, a Brexit that paves the way to a genuinely fairer society and to an upgraded economy.

Labour’s plan to transform Britain will mean:

·         investing in infrastructure and new industries,

·         rebuilding our NHS and social care services,

·         giving our children and young people a chance to fulfil their potential.

We won’t be paying lip-service to working people.

We will introduce a comprehensive programme to strengthen rights at work, make sure new jobs are good jobs, and end the race to the bottom in pay, conditions and job security.

Low pay and insecurity have spread like an epidemic under the Tories.

Labour will invest in skills and jobs, and take action to enforce a floor under employment standards across the board – so that all jobs are decent jobs, so that all workers – the true wealth creators - can play their part in transforming Britain and benefit fully from it.

Transformation means that, instead of a country run for the rich, Britain will be a country in which people are not held back, in which everyone is able to lead a richer life.

And that’s why we are fighting to win this election. Fighting to win, not because I yearn for the trappings of Downing Street office but because I want a better Britain

A country for the many not the few.

The local election results yesterday leave us in no doubt about the scale of our challenge.

We know this is no small task - it is a challenge on a historic scale. But we, the whole Labour movement and the British people, can’t afford not to seize our moment.

We have five weeks to win the General Election so we can fundamentally transform Britain for the many not the few.

When we win, we form the NHS.

When we win, we introduce the Equal Pay Act.

When we win we establish a National Minimum Wage - one of my proudest days in politics.

When we win, the British people win. The nurse, the teacher, the small trader, the carer, the builder, the office worker win.

Labour is offering a real choice, a real alternative to the rigged system that is holding us back and the Conservatives who are running our country down in every way.

An alternative for the many not the few.

And we need to be that real alternative because too many people in our country worry that voting won’t change anything, that all politicians are the same.

We are not all the same but people are frustrated that the system remains rigged for the few, that the lives of the many don’t seem to be getting better.

They vote, nothing changes.

The economy is still rigged in favour of the rich and powerful.

We have to show that we are different, that we will transform Britain. That we are for the many not the few.

When Labour wins there will be a reckoning for those who thought they could get away with asset stripping our industry, crashing our economy through their greed and ripping off workers and consumers.

When did the Conservatives - Osborne, Cameron, May, Johnson - ever stand up to their financial backers and demand our money back?

Never and they never will.

Instead, they make our nurses, our carers, our soldiers, our disabled, our young people trying to get a home of their own, our elderly looking for dignity in retirement and those working hard to get on, foot the bill instead.

It makes me angry. It makes me really angry. And I know it makes the people of Britain angry too.

So today, I say to tax cheats, the rip off bosses, the greedy bankers.

Enough is enough.

The people of Britain are taking our money back.

We have always stood up for the many not the few.

And I will always stand up for our beliefs.

That can be lonely, I know.

I campaigned against privatisation, tax cuts for the rich, letting the banks become all powerful and the Iraq war when many politicians were pushing them through or not standing up against them.

We stood up for workers’ pay, better public services, a fairer society, a more equal economy and for peace and justice.

Standing up for your beliefs in any circumstances, takes great determination. It can be frustrating. It takes its toll. It is far easier to compromise your beliefs and go along for the ride.

But strength is holding on to what you believe in. Standing up for the many against the few means a struggle against the odds.

Looking out for the few is easy; winning for the many is hard.

I have a message for Theresa May. If you feel the need to go on about what a great leader you are, then show it by debating with me in this election campaign. We are for the many, you’re for the few.

But this is about so much more than Theresa May and me.

This is a once in a lifetime opportunity for you, the people, to decide what sort of country you want to live in.

We are full of so much potential, which is being stifled and held back in favour of the few.

Together, we can transform Britain.

And we must transform Britain because now it is rigged for the few.

In this election, Labour is standing for decent jobs, investment for the future, shared wealth creation, security at work, affordable homes for all, a fully funded NHS and schools, training and skills, an end to rip-off privatisation, fair taxation and a fairer, more equal country.

As we set out our detailed plans for Britain, the scale of the change we are offering will become clear.

So let’s turn our country around. Let’s come together to transform Britain. Together, we can win for the many not the few.

Make sure you are registered to vote.

Please help others get registered to vote.

Make sure you use your vote.

Talk to your friends, family, neighbours and co-workers about this General Election.

It is so important.

This election could be a great and proud moment in our national story.

Don’t wake on up on 9 June to see celebrations from the tax cheats, the press barons, the greedy bankers, Philip Green, the Southern Rail directors and crooked bankers that take our wealth, who have got away with it because the party they own, the Conservative Party, has won.

We have five weeks to ruin their party. We have five weeks to have a chance to take our money back. We have five weeks to win so we can transform Britain for the many not the few.

We must seize it. Thank you.

anonymous asked:

(cont) busted my ass there everyday and the managers could clearly see that I was hardworking and was always cleaning or doing something instead of just standing around and chatting like some of my coworkers.

Oh, okay. Well, that seems way fairer than what we thought was the outcome.


Moët & Strippers

Merlin goes all out.

“Is this really necessary?” Harry asks, raising his eyebrow and motioning towards the limousine.

“Harry, let me spoil you.” Merlin rolls his eyes. “It’s your stag do.”

“Champagne, Merlin, really?”

“Shut up and hand me your glass, Hart.”

“I’ll have the Moules à la crème Normande and a bottle of your finest champagne, please.”

“What’s the occasion?” the waitress smiles, taking their menus from them.

“An engagement.” Harry smiles slightly.

“Oh, congratulations!” She gushes. “You make such a lovely couple!”

“Ah- no, actually.” Harry begins. “It’s not-”

“This is his stag do.” Merlin explains. “We’re both far too old to drink alcopops in a seedy club somewhere. This is the dignified equivalent.”

“Or so you keep telling me.” Harry teases.

“A Gentlemen’s Club?”

“A Gentlemen’s Club. Come on, lighten up, Harry.”

There’s an awkward silence once they make it inside.

“Merlin? You do realise I’m marrying a man, right?”

“Yes Harry.”

“So you know that I’m in no way interested in the fairer sex?”

“Yes Harry.”

“So why have you brought me to a club where scantily-clad young women are draping themselves over patrons?”

“Obviously I didn’t realise it was a straight-club.” Merlin groans, his head in his hands. “It was meant to be full of blokes.”

Harry claps him on the shoulder. “It’s the thought that counts, old boy.”

“Only you would be able to walk into a strip club on a Friday night and turn it into a recruitment drive for Kingsman.” Merlin shakes his head in disbelief.

“I am always on the job, old friend.”

“She did have impressive core strength, I’ll give her that.”


theladyragnell  asked:

What about an Amis Galavant AU?

Ha! I kept your question for last because, it was just - SO HARD TO ME for some reasons. I’ve got a hard time associating the (utter, perfect) silliness of Galavant with les mis. But hey, I thought I should really try so! (not quite following the Galavant plot, tho, just… putting them in the Galavant world)

  • Introducing the Legend, the Myth, the Hero, Bossuet - or Laigle - or Lesgle - people aren’t quite sure of his name, exactly, the most popular, beloved, and unlucky Knight in all the land; see, something is always happening to Bossuet, and generally that something isn’t that great… for him. But awesome for the people around him; When he goes somewhere, or does something, planets seem to realign to make sure that the consequences are good for everybody that is not Bossuet, and that’s pretty much a constant (though exceptions have to be noted. Grantaire actually has noted them. He is, after, the one who sings songs about the Hero Bossuet. He tries to make them as mocking and incomprehensible as possible, and they always just end up fond.)

and this……….actually sort of turned long, so the rest under the cut! 

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I invite you to think about Regina Mills, a woman who has broken every convention of her world and embraced every taboo in her path of darkness.  But the least strange thing about her and the one thing she never thought about was her sexuality.  A&E have told us a number of times that in their world it is just normal, so one has to presume that Regina’s pansexuality was simply something she never thought about.  She was attracted to men, she was attracted to women, she was attracted to nonhumans and it wasn’t a big deal.  They probably didn’t even have a word for it back in the Enchanted Forest. 

Of the Evil Queen’s many sins, this was not one of them.

But she cast the curse, and she woke up in Storybrooke with a head full of knowledge about this new world and while it was in so many ways much fairer than the world she came from there was something she was suddenly aware of.

Here, her attraction was not considered normal.  It was 1983 and in this world there were still laws (not that they would have been enforced on someone with the money or position of Regina) criminalizing sexual activity between consenting adults.  Suddenly Regina woke up and she was a queer woman.  Not that she had those words for it because the reclaiming of that term was still in it’s early days and bisexuality wouldn’t be discussed openly for another decade or so, and what did one do in this land with a sexual attraction to dragons?

But really, it didn’t matter, because she had no interest in romance.  What sexual needs she had were met by Graham (whatever you may think of that relationship is for another day and another meta), and she certainly had no desire to date anyone in Storybrooke.  So the disconnect between conservative small town mayor and queer woman was something that didn’t have to be a problem.

That was until Emma Swan came to town.  I want you to think on the hypothetical that of the many things that lay dormant all those years one of the things that woke up that night Henry brought Emma to town was Regina’s sexuality.  And she really had no idea how to express it in land where sex and sexual attraction was something put neatly in boxes.  She found herself flirting when she didn’t mean to.  She found herself angry when she realized what she was doing.  Emma was infuriating and attractive and one of the thousand things Regina had to figure out as she redefined herself was what did it mean to be a queer woman.

And as she became more comfortable in her own skin the conflict went away.  She stopped trying to fit into or fight this world’s byzantine view of sexuality and slipped back into what was natural to her.  One that saw men, and women, and dragons, and maybe even fairies ad potential partners.

A meta on Queer Regina, as requested by @anothershadeofgreen

A Love of the Dramatic: Sherlock as Storyteller

Let’s talk about the big reveal scene in TAB, shall we? I’ve seen several people both on tumblr and in reviews go after the “cult” scene in the special as being distinctly anti-feminist. People have countered this argument with the fact that, technically, the entire scene is being told by Sherlock– literally everyone there represents an aspect of Sherlock, so it really isn’t about women at all. I could make that argument pretty easily (seriously, all the references to dying and martyrdom just back up what I said in my Sherlock drug addiction meta), but I’d like to come at it from a different angle. 

As we all know, the Sherlock Holmes stories are presented through the eyes of John Watson (save a few) and each interpretation has kept this central theme. John Watson is our storyteller, heaping praise upon Holmes and letting us know at every turn the truly dramatic ways in which Holmes solves cases. Sherlock is no different in that regard and has even played with this on previous occasions. Many people, for example, commented on how different s3 felt from s1 and 2 and this was in large part due to the shift in POV. No longer were we seeing Sherlock through the eyes of John. Instead, we were seeing John through the eyes of Sherlock. The special takes this several steps further, first by revealing to us that this is Sherlock through the eyes of himself, but also by quite literally having Sherlock unravel the tale as he, in turn, unravels. It’s a common theme in mysteries to have the big reveal narrated by the detective and while the special is no different in that regard, I believe it is doing something else as well. While the narrative begins with John’s voice over, Sherlock’s voice is the dominate one and it is he that tells the tale and falls victim to the romantic notions of narrative that he ridicules John for time and again.  

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Like what other way can ‘the fairer sex is your department, Watson, I’ll take your word for it’ be interpreted as??? Like if he really was a Emotionless Sociopath, he could have said ‘romance is your department’, 'relationships are your department’, 'emotions are your department’, 'love is your department’, 'attraction is your department’, but nooo