weird-alignment

I’m really tired of people who are anti-social, or who call themselves weird, aligning themselves with Slytherin. That isn’t what makes you a Slytherin. Slytherins know how to work with people, it’s how they get what they want. Slytherins are calculating, judgmental, and driven. They see what they want and go after it. I blame Rowling for making people think Slytherin is the house for the outsiders, because it is treated as the bad house, but it’s not.

Allen Leech and Ginnifer Goodwin on shifting to the stage, and the mind-bend that is 'Constellations'

He was in “Downton Abbey,” she was on “Big Love” and “Once Upon a Time.” Now Ginnifer Goodwin and Allen Leech have taken to the stage, starring in English playwright Nick Payne’s “Constellations” at the Geffen Playhouse.

The acclaimed play follows Marianne, a physicist, and Roland, a beekeeper, as they meet by chance, fall in love, break up and run into each other again — or do they? — across multiple realities. Payne’s nonlinear narrative is inspired by quantum physics: the idea that the past, present and future all exist simultaneously, and that there are infinite versions of the universe in which infinite versions of us live out the consequences of the choices we didn’t make.

Goodwin, who is from Tennessee, and Leech, who is Irish, hadn’t met before “Constellations,” although they admired one another’s work from afar, but as they spoke to The Times during preview week for this edited conversation, they seemed like lifelong friends. It made sense for two people who live through infinite eternities together onstage each night.

I hope it won’t bore you both to tell the story, again, of how you came to do this play?

Goodwin: I’m so pleasantly surprised that there’s been so much press coverage. It indicates to me that people want to come see the show, that they’re interested in the theater. And theater has existed for thousands of years. Since like, what? 534 BC? 536?

Leech: That was the first time I saw it, anyway.

Goodwin: The first actor, Thespis, stepped out of the chorus in, what was it? 534 BC?

Leech: You actually are asking me like I was there. I don’t have my phone on me!

Goodwin: Anyway, the fact that shows still sell out and that there is still this kind of excitement about going to see them. In this age of using a device for everything, there’s no substitute for live theater.

Leech: It’s that shared experience that you can’t get anywhere else.

Goodwin: And you can’t get away with nearly as much on the stage.

Leech: You can’t get away with anything! I’ve tried to leave loads of times!

So how did you both get involved in “Constellations”?

Leech: You’d better go first because you’re the instigator. You’re the stalker.

Goodwin: I was obsessing over a homesickness for theater. I have not done a professional show for 10 years. I love participating in television series, I love making movies, but theater is home for probably most of us in this business. I was talking to a theater director friend of mine, and he said, “Well, what are you looking to do? Like, what plays do you love? What characters are you itching to play? Are there kinds of stories you want to tell?”

And I realized, when I had zero answers, that I was completely out of touch with the contemporary theater scene. So I called the Drama Book Shop in New York and ordered boxes of plays and had them shipped up to Vancouver, Canada, where I was filming “Once Upon a Time,” so I could just pleasure-read plays and educate myself a bit. And I fell very hard for “Constellations.” And then I happened to be reading the L.A. Times — while in Canada! — and saw the announcement that they were putting it up at the Geffen. I immediately, in the middle of the night, called my manager and was like, “How can I get in a room with the director, Giovanna Sardelli?” They found out when she was going to be in Los Angeles, and I happened to have the day off, and I flew here and acted like I just happened to be in L.A., because I didn’t want to seem desperate, but I was super desperate to play Marianne. And that was a long time ago! And they called me at Thanksgiving and offered me the role, and I screamed and cried, and there were a lot of expletives in front of my children.

And then I was sitting with Jennifer Morrison in a trailer on the set of “Once Upon a Time,” and we were talking about these truly incredible actors that I knew the Geffen was considering, and Jen said, “What about my friend Allen Leech, who has just moved to L.A.?” I freaked out equally over that idea, and you can pick it up from here …

Leech: So Jen was saying what people were going on to once they finished “Once Upon a Time,” and she said that Ginny was doing “Constellations.” I said, “I saw it in the West End, it’s unbelievable.” And she said, “Well actually they haven’t cast the lead guy, the costar.” I was, “What!” I already was a massive fan of Ginny’s work, so the opportunity to do a play with her, and the fact that it’s such an intense piece and you have to put a lot of trust in your costar …

Goodwin: Which now he’s questioning …

Leech: Not at all! There is a weird alignment of stars, that this happened. It was bashert, which is Yiddish for meant to be.

Goodwin. I love that I’m Jewish and I didn’t know that, and an Irish Catholic did.

Read the rest: http://www.latimes.com/entertainment/arts/la-et-cm-ginnifer-goodwin-allen-leech-20170623-story.html

May Satan bring us together

I wrote another vignette for the Coffee shop/Neighbours AU, it’s a continuation of this first one  :) 




Carl has barely opened the tuna can when he hears it.

“Meow?”

He curses internally before turning around and facing, for the third time in just one week, his neighbor’s cat. That little stripped devil’s spawn. He would think it was a stray if the lady from the 2nd floor, Carol, hadn’t warned him about her.

“You… are being greedy.” He whispers to the animal.

She looks up at him tilting her head. “Meow?”

Carl sighs, knowing he’s given up even before she gets up to rub her entire flank against his calf.

“I hate you.” Carl confesses, setting the can on the floor and heading to the cupboard to get another one for himself.

The cat devours the food with a blissed out expression and Carl rushes to finish his sandwich so she won’t make him give her some of it as well. He stares at her as he chews. Her slender and dark figure makes a striking contrast against the kitchen tiles.

“If you’re going to keep this habit of breaking and entering in my flat I’ll have to call you something other than “cat”.”

She doesn’t even raise her head this time, too focused on getting the last bites from the bottom of the can.

“I’m calling you Satan.”

Eventually, Carl lets himself slide to the floor. He hadn’t realized how tired he actually was until now. The animal moves quickly to his lap, sniffing his hands first, in search of more food, he guesses, and burring herself on his sweatshirt when she accepts there’s nothing else to eat.

“You can pretend to be cute all you want but I’ve seen you hunting rats in the back alley. You’re not fooling anyone, you know?”

She purrs in answer.

Fuck.

“I’m not even a cat person.”

Satan rubs her head against his hand as if forgiving him for his blatant lies.

He spends a while there, scratching softly behind her ears, too relaxed to get up and go to his bed. The only noises in the kitchen are Satan’s soft purr and the hum of the fridge.

He hears the door of the 4th floor apartment when it shuts.

“Sounds like your owner is home now. You should get going girl.”

Satan doesn’t even flinch.

Carl doesn’t want to move. And he specially doesn’t want to meet his neighbor for the first time at 1 in the morning. But he also guesses he would be worried if his pet wasn’t home when he came back from work at ungodly hours of the night.

He remembers Carol’s warnings about their neighbor being an asshole while he gets up, the animal still in his arms. But this man can’t get angry at him for bringing his cat back, right? He wonders just what level of assholery Carol was talking about as he goes up the stairs. It’s not like he kidnapped her, she has her ninja ways of getting into his flat.

He’s still worrying about the different ways his conversation could go in his head when he knocks on the door.

He hears a muffled “…the fuck?” and then a louder “Coming!”

He could leave Satan in the door and run downstairs.

As soon as that thought crosses his head, she opens a big, yellow eye and looks judgingly at him.

By the time he’s finished telling himself that cats cannot read minds, the door is already creaking open and it’s too late to bail.

The door opens and there is his neighbor. The man stands still for a second, taking the sight of Carl carrying his cat in. If he’s half as shocked as Carl is, he hides it well.

He’s wearing an apron over a washed out white t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants, and he looks so… domestic, that it could almost be a different person.

But it’s Negan. It’s definitely Negan.

“Hey kid… I see you’ve found my girl, thank you.”

Carl sees Negan’s large hands approaching him and taking the ball of fur from him. His fingers are warm when they brush his own.

“C’mon. I was just finishing dinner.”

“Mm no, no, actually I…” Carl tries to refuse him, even as he’s being dragged in by a firm and on his shoulder.

“I hope you like spaghetti.”

This is surreal.

“You… are… my neighbor?” he had made his mind to the idea that his neighbor was probably a workaholic who worked in some office until late at night or a night guard, given the weird schedules that never aligned with his own.

“It certainly seems like it.” Negan says disappearing into the kitchen for a second.

“I should… I should head back to my own ap…”

“Have you eaten dinner?”

“I… actually have.”

“It was probably prepackaged shit or a sandwich, or a ridiculously small portion of either of the two. That doesn’t count.”

Carl doesn’t know how to answer that and, as he’s thinking of a comeback, Negan sets a plate full of warm, mouth watering pasta in front of him, and his stomach makes a sound that makes Negan smile knowingly.

“You’re welcome.”

“Shut up.”

“I do love it when you’re bossy… Lucille! I see you sniffing that pan, don’t even think about it!”

Oh. Lucille, huh? He can’t help but think Satan suits her better.

But Carl doesn’t say that. Instead, he shoves a forkful of pasta in his mouth and tries (and fails) to suppress a moan. This is the best meal he’s had in the whole week he’s been living on his own.

“You’re definitely trying to make me fat.” he whispers, and hopes Negan hears “thank you” because that’s what he is trying to say.

anonymous asked:

third anon here, i followed you way back in the early glee days as well and actually re-followed you a few years later when i made a new blog because nostalgia. i remember following all the hijinks of you and cracktastic and chatterboxrose and all the ridiculousness of the klaine fandom and everything else we got so deeply into. it was a mess (and totally embarrassing in retrospect) but also really fun at the time <3 and tbh I miss the innocence of it all a little bit

YOU FOLKS ARE ALL REALLY SWEET FOR REAL

oh the glee fandom was totally messy absolutely, but it was also the best fandom time i’ve ever had, in terms of creativity and friend making. 

honestly - and i talk about this with friends all the time - i’m always trying to find a new fandom that reminds me of the klaine fandom because of how much fun it was (at least until like 2012/13 lol) but i haven’t found one yet. it was like, a weird planetary alignment back during season two that i don’t know if i’ll ever be able to top.

clausesart-deactivated20170424  asked:

'Finally, a lot of minor Legion characters came across as far more overtly misogynistic than I had intended them to.' Isn't the Legion more or less a misogynistic faction though? Since they rape their female slaves and won't allow women to fight in their army? Speaking of which, why is Caesars karma Neutral???

By “overt”, I mean that they openly express hatred of/contempt for women.  The Legion systemically categorizes women for forced breeding (rape) or slave labor because Caesar wants as many Legionaries as possible as quickly as possible.  This has very little to do with the personal opinions/experiences of individual Legionaries and everything to do with Caesar’s vision.  The average Legionary doesn’t have deep-seated open hatred of women, but believes that their society (which subjugates women into specific roles) is good.

Most medieval European societies were relatively bad for women.  In addition to the natural hazards of childbirth prior to the late 19th century, most social power structures excluded them or victimized them in various ways.  If you were to ask a medieval European man what they thought of women, you probably wouldn’t find many foaming at the mouth with hatred.  When people (women or otherwise) transgress social roles, the response varies from amusement to confusion to anger, but people who stay within “the lines” usually don’t catch much flack.

Last year, I read a book called Attitudes toward Post-Menopausal Women in the High and Late Middle Ages, 1100-1400 (really) by Jessica E. Godfrey.  Here’s the short summary of those attitudes: not good. Writers from that period tend to hold women in relatively high regard when they are young, beautiful, and childbearing. When they are not those things, they are held in low regard if not considered worthless.

So, while Legionaries would certainly be annoyed/confused by a female Courier, the average Legionary isn’t going around with balled fists hissing “WOMEN!” through clenched teeth.

RE: Caesar’s Karma being neutral: I believe at the time my rationale for that Karma setting is that Caesar is in a Mr. Kurtz-like state of unmoored morality. Whatever moral framework he had as Edward Sallow among the Followers has disintegrated after years of being Caesar.  I.e., it’s not so much that his Karma is neutral as much as it is alien.

That said, I don’t feel strongly about that designation and largely feel that the Karma system was vestigial in New Vegas. If we’re trying to encourage players to form their own opinions about factions and individuals, having a design layer that assigns (essentially) alignment is weird.

graphitescribble  asked:

Odd theoretical questions: you established before that you think even evil outsiders (demons, etc.) could become good, which I agree with. What about evil deities? In particular, Asmodeus seems a likely candidate, since he values order and even allies himself with good gods, albeit for personal gain. Do you think he's capable of turning good? Another weird one regards evil-aligned planes: if *all* of the inhabitants of an evil plane turned good, would it change too? Or would they need to leave?

I know the answer to some of these, at least in planescape mythology. If a plane changes enough, if it somehow comes closer to goodness, evil, chaos, order, etc. The wars between darkness and light and the other elements and alignments have forced entire planes of existence into others, or made them stand alone. If part of the abyss was completely redeemed, then it would rise to the higher planes, denizens included.

Gods are a bit trickier. While I believe a god of evil could be redeemed, I’m not sure they would remain a god, or at least one who represents what they were previously worshipped for. A god of hate who no longer represents hatred can’t be worshipped for his old aspect, and if he is no longer worshipped, he would no longer be a god. He would have to find a way to be worshipped for something else to retain his divinity.

Of course, the absence of a god means someone would eventually take their place. It’s nature of belief, and all that faith has to go somewhere.

I don’t like d&d alignment chart memes a lot of the time, because it seems weird to reduce every alignment down to one thing when you can get a hell of a lot of variation within a single alignment, and also people don’t understand the alignment system so they end up listing something that’s completely lawful evil as chaotic evil because it’s “more evil” or whatever the fuck.

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Tagged by: @achangelingandmage

FACE CLAIM: Matt Bomer
NAME: Thomas Raith
AGE: 48 currently, but it changes annually
GENDER: Male


NATIONALITY: White Court Vampire
BIRTHDAY: February 14, 1969
SUN SIGN: Is that like a star sign
RESIDENCE: Fancy-ass Gold Coast apartment
MARITAL STATUS: Unmarried, probably forever because of this weird allergy
ALIGNMENT: True neutral (mostly), but tries for neutral good

DRINK: Mac’s, whiskey, soda, whatever
FOOD: Brunettes Whatever’s within easy reach and requires minimal effort
DAY OR NIGHT: Night
SNACKS: Brunettes Whatever’s within easy reach and requires minimal effort
▍ SONG: Imagine Dragons - Demons
QUOTE:Life is like a roller coaster: There are ups and downs, you often feel like vomiting, but in the end there are weird pictures of you for sale
HISTORICAL CHARACTER:  Henry FitzRoy perhaps?
PET:  Someone remind me, do humans count as pets?
▍ BOOK: Sci-fi in general
COLOUR:  White
FLOWER / PLANT:  Kudzu
SEXUALITY:  Normally prefers women, but pickiness is inversely proportional to Hunger level
ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: Prefers women

BODY TYPE:  Casually athletic
EYE COLOUR:  Basically a mood ring
HAIR COLOUR:  Black.
BODY REFERENCE: Same as FC

Strange alignment

Back in 2008, our tour group stopped in Venice, Italy for a few days. Our group was together for one final night after two weeks travelling around Italy, sampling local foods, catching local transport, singing, taking photos, drinking wine, and eating gelato. A few people were due to leave as the rest of us continued to travel for another week. We had dinner by this canal and I just happened to be standing there taking a few shots when the sun, an aeroplane, and a seagull lined up. No, I didn’t insert them using some app, because, well why the hell would you! It would look much better with a unicorn and a pug. Despite years of waiting, no other alignment has come my way….. Here’s to you, Venice!

anonymous asked:

I'm a Virgo. My gf is a Scorpio. We're that lesbian couple that everybody wants to be but also fears. It's a weird star alignment, but she's my star and I freaking love that we can get Virgo and Scorpio to work! Been together 5 years and proposing to her in July ^_^

Omg I’m so happy for you 💜😘

“He laughed out loud at the weird comparison, aligning himself with guide/support characters like Navi and the King of Red Lions. In his head he imagined Marinette dressed as Link, holding a map and looking confused while he stood nearby helping her out, themed like a black cat assist guide or something.” - Secret Santa by @thelastpilot.

This and New Year’s Dance were sooo good!! It was like reading music, if that makes sense, and I just HAD to draw out what was in Adrien’s head then translate it into sepia colors because why not. 

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YouTube Is Broken, Part 1

So #WTFU is trending and I’m of mixed feelings about it. YouTube is undeniably broken, but the language being used to talk about it is kinda… wrong. Weird. Not quite in alignment with the real problems.

One of the biggest issues is that the word “fair use” is thrown around a lot. Like, constantly. But the thing is, fair use and its application aren’t really what’s causing problems.

The internet struggles with fair use. All too often you see “this video is the property of X Media company they own everything no infringement intended,” and it’s hard not to picture The Office’s Michael Scott declaring bankruptcy. That is not how this stuff works.

Fair use is an affirmative defense, not a right. That means it falls into the same category as, say, self-defense or insanity in murder trials. It’s a way to admit to the court that “yeah, I did a thing that’s ostensibly illegal, but there are extenuating circumstances that make it okay.” Historically, fair use worked by giving legal shelter to lots of different types of appropriation and making companies leery of going to court (an expensive proposition even for huge media firms) unless they had an airtight case.

So simply stating that a thing falls under fair use is about as helpful as shouting “self defense!” when shooting someone - whether it is or isn’t is up to a court to decide, not the person committing the act. Whether you think it is fair use is irrelevant. What the concept of fair use does give us, without a trial, is an abstract set of rules as to what should be possible - a rough sketch of standards for what would hold up as legally acceptable in court.

The thing is: YouTube’s entire system is designed to sidestep the courts pretty much entirely. And while that makes things less expensive and litigious, it does introduce some new problems…