wheelhouses

anonymous asked:

Some people are totally disappointed in Kaneki for mutilating Aura's limbs in the Cochlea arc! I don't deny I feel bad for her myself! But I don't think we should dislike Kaneki's character for what happened to her! This is war we're talking about and the world is very cruel. I don't think Aura's much different! If Kaneki hadn't arrived sooner, Aura and Mougan would've killed Touka and her entire family! The ghouls have souls and emotions just like humans and deserve to live!

Yep I agree with you.I feel bad for Kiyoko, but she was on a warpath in Cochlea and I’m completely certain she would have killed Kaneki and any of his friends in a heartbeat if she was able.

Kaneki already had this idea in his wheelhouse anyway. He wanted to immobilize Kiyoko, not kill her. 

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No matter how enormously successful he may have been at the start, the future of a teen idol once he’s graduated from the warm embrace of boy bandhood is always precarious. Will his star continue to rise to Justin Timberlake (or, for the U.K. crowd, Robbie Williams) status? Or will he become nothing more than a distant, fond memory—a time capsule of a generation’s youthful indiscretion?

That’s the question facing former One Directioner Harry Styles who, a little over a year after his group officially (probably) disbanded, has just made the best case yet for his enduring pop cultural relevance. In going above and beyond his musical guest duties on this week’s S.N.L., Styles proved what his die-hard fans have been saying all along: he’s more than just a haircut.

This wasn’t Styles’s first S.N.L. rodeo; as musical guest, he’s always shown a penchant for hopping into sketches. Not all guest musicians like to try their hands at live sketch comedy, but Styles and the rest of the One Directioners charmingly cropped up on a 2012 “Manuel Ortiz Show” sketch and, briefly, in a 2013 sketch featuring Paul Rudd as their biggest fan. They also endearingly and self-mockingly cameoed in Rudd’s opening monologue.

But none of Styles’s previous, light S.N.L. sketch work could have prepared his fans for his level of involvement in this week’s episode. Perhaps taking a page from his successful S.N.L. collaborations with Justin Timberlake, host Jimmy Fallon had Styles join him in two sketches as well as the episode’s monologue. That monologue appearance was the least challenging part of he played. All Styles had to do was dance and belt out a smidgeon of Bowie—right in his wheelhouse. He did it all while giggling a little at Fallon’s self-seriousness. Who wouldn’t?

But Styles had a much bigger role to play in one of the earliest sketches of the night: an impressions showcase in the guise of a Celebrity Family Feud. By rights, Fallon should have owned this sketch—he very impressively scampered back and forth across the set in order to pull off dueling John Travolta impressions. But Styles sort of stole the show out from under him by unveiling a fearless (if not always entirely accurate) Mick Jagger impression.

As any S.N.L. aficionado will tell you, complete commitment to a bit and a willingness to make a fool of yourself is key to good hosting. Timberlake was fine in a pair of early S.N.L. appearances—but it wasn’t until he showed up in 2003, cool as a cucumber, in a giant omelette costume that he proved once and for all that he could hang with the best Studio 8H had to offer. Styles-as-Jagger also took a tiny dig at his own fledgling solo career, saying, in character, “Solo? Why would anyone in a successful band go solo? That’s insane.” Self-awareness? Also a vital quality for any S.N.L. host.

Styles’s last acting appearance of the night came during a surprisingly effective, high-concept sketch which saw Fallon and a group of Union soldiers slowly turn a traditional Civil War ballad into an infectious pop song. Styles appears as a Rebel prisoner who adds a soulful bridge. The singer’s earnest crooning prompted half of the beard glued to his face to pop off—not a rare issue when it comes to live sketch comedy. Styles handled the malfunction with aplomb, first slapping the beard back on his face when the camera panned away—and then, when it came loose again, just going with it.

But like Timberlake before him, Styles has not lost sight of the gift that made him a star. For all his sketch work in this week’s S.N.L. the singer also performed a pair of songs that sent his longtime fans swooning: his chart-topping single, “Sign of the Times” and a new track, titled “Ever Since New York”

But a successful foray into the world of sketch comedy isn’t the only way Styles is taking cues from Timberlake as he embarks upon his post-One Direction career. The singer recently landed a coveted role in Christopher Nolan’s upcoming prestige drama Dunkirk. Timberlake also followed the dissolution of N*Sync with a few serious film appearances, including Alpha Dog, Black Snake Moan, and, most successfully, The Social Network. Neither Styles nor Timberlake may ever win an acting Oscar, but all that stage presence has to go somewhere—and, depending on how well Dunkirk goes over, we may be at the very beginning of another boy band member’s long perch at the top.

If an early positive review (from Oscar winner Mark Rylance, no less!) is any indication, Styles also knows exactly how to channel that surplus of charisma. Rylance said of his Dunkirk co-star: “He seems remarkable … one of those people—Sean Penn has it, too—a kind of panache. I look at them and think, ‘How did you get that? How do you get so that life is easy?’ But he has got a lovely, lovely character. It’s a gift.” Dunkirk comes out in July. If it’s a palpable hit, we could see Styles make his S.N.L. hosting debut as early as this fall.  -  VANITY FAIR

Medicine in the (Post-Apocalyptic) Wasteland: 1 / ?

Hey everyone. I get so many asks about post-apocalyptic scenarios that it’s I’m going to build you a series of posts, dealing specifically with medicine after the collapse of civilization.

Originally posted by jupiter2

Yes, this borders on sci-fi. Yes, a lot of things will be very different in your story, depending on the hows and the whys and the social structure that exists after the apocalypse. Things will also be incredibly different based on when your story is set, because things will likely collapse in a particular order. So your story is going to change a lot depending precisely when you’re writing about, in relation to The Catastrophe (of whatever type).

The difference between this and sci-fi asks is that there is very much an area of medicine devoted to this type of care. It’s called Austere Medicine, AKA Wilderness Medicine. It’s studied. There are resources. There are people who work in villages that may not have had an apocalypse, but have limited funds, access to power, access to diagnostics, access to drugs, and they do it every day of their lives. This is sci-fi with modern parallels. This is interesting.

For the purposes of this article, we’re assuming two major problems: no / extremely limited electricity, and no / extremely limited gasoline.

That first one throws out most of modern medicines. Hospitals. Surgeries. MRIs, CT scans, even the humble X-ray goes by the wayside. Providers have to go back to doing medicine with their hands and with their ears.

Oh, and a lot of people are going to die.

Enter Dani Disaster.

She’s smart, but moreover she’s resourceful, and she can think outside the box that modern medicine has tried to put her in. Maybe she was a doctor, or a nurse, or a paramedic. Now she’s a healer, a Jane-of-all-trades of medicine. She barters for what will help people in the short term, and shakes her head and sighs when she realizes she can’t help a lot of the people she used to be able to.

One thing I want to mention is that Dani will definitely want to keep someone around, preferably an intimidating, armed someone, to protect her. Because people will want things from Dani; everything from begging her to fix their dying-of-something-she-can’t-fix husband, to demanding she be personal medic to the Warlord King (or whatever brute is rising to power in your world).

The First 6 Months

Originally posted by mysillyfreedomdreams

Most people don’t have more than a month’s worth of their medication on hand. Even most pharmacies would run out of the most popular life-saving medications inside of a month or two, assuming they aren’t simply raided by bandits. And in a world without gasoline, the odds of restock are very, very low.

That means no blood pressure medications, no blood thinners, in an ever-increasingly-stressful world. That means no insulin for diabetics, no immunosuppressants for those with autoimmune diseases, no antiepileptics for those with seizure disorders, no antibiotics for septic patients. No pressors to give and no pumps to hang them on. Even IV fluids, literal salt water, will run short.

I will be straight up with you all, keyboard-mashers: a lot of people will die in the first 6 months of an apocalypse, and I’m not even talking from the fighting. I’m not even talking about starvation. I’m just talking about chronic illness. Heart attacks. Diabetes. Blood clots. Strokes. I’m talking about the elderly, who can barely make it a block to the store. I’m talking about serious respiratory patients who need steroids and who have serious trouble walking distances. Cancer patients won’t get chemo, or radiation, or maybe even food. Patients with HIV will run out of antivirals, and then run out of T cells, and die from the common cold.

There are going to be a lot of deaths in the first 6 months after the apocalypse, friends, and it will be ugly as hell. Remember that for most of human history, the lifespan was about 40 years. In a world without organized medicine and the pharmaceutical processes to make medicine, there’s precious little that can be done to expand the lifespan.

Congratulations: You’re the Surgeon. And the Infectious Disease doc. And the Midwife. And the Wound Care Specialist. And the Anesthesiologist. And the…

Look, healthcare is a wide field, and no one person is going to be good at everything. No one person is actually interested in everything, either. There is no one type of healthcare provider who can do everything, although Emergency Medicine docs probably come the closest; and before The Thing That Happened, Dani may have been an ICU nurse, tweaking ventilators, or a paramedic who’d never thrown a stitch before, much less amputated a badly gangrenous leg.

What I’m saying here is, there’s a learning curve for the actual technical things she’ll need to do, in addition to re-learning how to do everything with nothing. And some of it might be way, way outside her wheelhouse, especially at first.


Six Months to Five Years: The Rise of Dani Disaster

Originally posted by asmothdeus

If Dani is lucky, and she gets to the raiding of pharmacies early on, she’ll stock up. On anything she can get, of course, but especially on three things: antibiotics, analgesics and sedatives. Why? Because they’re what will save lives and be useful as hell for trading. Here’s why:

Antibiotics: infection will probably be the single group of preventable deaths that are worth looking at, from a supply-vs-life-years-saved perspective. A single course of antibiotics will save someone’s life, but a diabetic will need insulin, every day, for decades. Also remember that with system breakdown comes water supply breakdown, which means a return of diseases like typhoid and cholera and diptheria and polio.

Antibiotics are an art all of their own, but frankly, they’re boring. Broad-spectrum antibiotics will be most useful; including amoxicillin/Augmentin, Cefaclor, Keflex, Levaquin, erythromycin or clarithromycin or azithromycin, Cipro, or doxycycline. 

Oral antibiotics are going to have benefits over IV antibiotics, for a number of reasons, mostly portability and ease of administration; IV-only drugs haven’t been listed here. Some meds may come in a form that can be given IM; this may be helpful for conditions that severely upset the GI tract (and thus prevent people from absorbing them, because the pill will either go up or down, depending.)

The thing you have to realize is that in austere medicine, common things happen commonly. No one cares if your patient has a pulmonary embolism, or a cool dysrhythmia, because with complex conditions, one of two things are going to happen: They are going to get better, or they are going to die. Heart attacks, a major focus of modern medicine, are essentially untreatable without the risk of dying.

Instead, the most important things Dani will be treating are things that, in the developed world, should be handled in urgent care clinics: gastroenteritis (the shits) and broken bones and infected wounds and yeast infections. A friend of mine went to Haiti after the quake, and within 24 hours she could diagnose a yeast infection by the way a woman was walking.

Originally posted by mattsgifs

Diflucan. She will need LOTS OF DIFLUCAN.

(It’s worth noting that Haiti was very hot and very humid, which is where fungi like to grow; other areas may see other climates, and thus less yeast infections.)

Analgesics: If she’s smart, Dani will take anything she can beg, borrow, or steal. Common, over-the-counter meds like Advil/ibuprofen and Tylenol/acetaminophen/paracetamol, and pill opiates like Vicodin and Percocet and Morphine and Dilaudid. All of these have their place, but mostly this is a “whatever I can get” sort of a thing.

If Dani is really smart, she will go out of her way to find every bottle of ketamine in whatever hospital she raids. We’ve talked about ketamine before, but it’s worth mentioning again, in that it can be used to sedate the crazy, ease pain, or put someone under for short surgical procedures like an appendectomy or amputation. (It’s also a single agent; it controls pain and causes sedation. It doesn’t act as a paralytic, but hopefully she won’t need one).

Lidocaine in a Big Fucking Bottle is optional but beneficial for topical procedures, wound care, suturing, etc.

However, all of these things will eventually run out, no matter how judicious she is about using them. And that’s when we get to….

Five Years Plus: Back to Herbalism It Is

Originally posted by indefenseofplants

There are a lot of allopaths–those who practice Western medicine–that believe herbalism is complete and utter horseshit. I am not one of those people. A lot of medications have their origins in natural remedies and plants, and herbalism is how we treated, well, everything, for quite some time.

The poppy plant begat opium, which begat laudanum, heroin, morphine, and fentanyl. The foxglove plant (digitalis) begat, Digoxin, whose actual name is digitalis. Curare is one of the original paralytics used for surgery. The list goes on and on.

Now, an allopathic education doesn’t typically lead to an in-depth knowledge of medicinal herbs. But fortunately, there are these lovely things called books, and there are, in fact, some really good ones on this topic.

Originally posted by amnhnyc

My personal medical-herbalism reference is James A Duke’s The Green Pharmacy (Amazon link, but available everywhere; not an affiliate link). The author ran the medicinal herb research at the US Dept of Agriculture for a good long while, and the best part about his book is that it is organized by disease (so you don’t have to read about 5,000 plants to find one that treats allergies), and he grades his evidence base for each recommendation. However, there are also field guides to medicinal plants.

Once the allopathic meds run out, Dani Disaster is going to become, basically, a witch doctor, without the witchy aspects. (Or with, depending on her faith and whether or not she practices the craft; no one is judging here.)

She’s going to have a garden of medicinal herbs, and she’s going to learn to prepare poultices and teas and tinctures and creams. Basically, she’s going to bring an allopathic ideology back to herbalism, preferably with some form of evidence base. Willow bark tea is going to be a Big Deal™, because willow bark tea contains an active ingredient very similar to aspirin.

Originally posted by nutnuhmellaarts

But she’s also going to have to be, in part, a home chemist. If she does enough research she can learn how to make her own ethyl alcohol, aka ethanol, aka boozeahol, but this can be used as a disinfectant and antiseptic. (Hell, in a pinch regular ol’ wine can be used to clean out wounds, apparently.) 

She can also learn to make her own bleach, her own IV fluids (0.9% Normal Saline, anyways), her own oral rehydration solution (aka Pedialyte / Gatorade), and perhaps even her own ether, which is a crap anesthetic but better than nothing.

Originally posted by gif87a-com

That’s It…. For Now

This is just a small snippet into the world of austere medicine. (Be careful with Google searches on this topic; Doomsday Preppers are very, very scary and their websites can be… uhhh….. ill-informed.) There’s still plenty more to talk about, so stay tuned for more posts! (I’m especially drooling over the idea of writing a post on the ethics of medicine in the austere environment–stay tuned!!)

I hope this was useful, but remember also this poem by the greats of old:

When the world ends, now
is the time to be sure I
read the disclaimer.

Originally posted by the-reactiongifs

See you in the wasteland. xoxo, Aunt Scripty

The lacking element in your chart is telling, it explains your biggest stress. An air lacking person will feel like they can’t break free, a water lacking person will feel like they can’t express themselves and get frustrated immensely over it. An earth lacking person will feel the entire world on their shoulders, a fire lacking person will feel that passion isn’t in their wheelhouse and feel like they’re broken because of it.

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Robert’s queen, Cersei Lannister, entered on foot with her younger children. The wheelhouse in which they had ridden, a huge double-decked carriage of oiled oak and gilded metal pulled by forty heavy draft horses, was too wide to pass through the castle gate. Ned knelt in the snow to kiss the queen’s ring, while Robert embraced Catelyn like a long-lost sister. Then the children had been brought forward, introduced, and approved of by both sides.

anonymous asked:

How unlikely would it be for a society to think that transgender people are normal and some people just *are* that way, but still stigmatize being gay or nonbinary?

Setting aside the problematic nature of this question, this is a question for a sociologist, not a psychologist.

For reference, psychology focuses on the individual, while sociologists focus on the larger society.

Sadly, there is no ScriptSociology as of this moment.

Ferris Bueller’s Day Off is a fantastic movie in part because it’s framed like Ferris Bueller is already someone you’re supposed to know about, as though it were just the latest an installment in an ongoing Ferris Bueller franchise a la “Madea” or “Abbott and Costello” or “Harold and Kumar.” You could probably show “Ferris Bueller’s Day Off” to someone unfamiliar with the film and convince them that there had been several other films before it, like “Ferris Bueller’s Summer Vacation,” “A Ferris Bueller Christmas,” and “Ferris Bueller Meets Wolfman.” I want, no, I expect photoshopped movie posters for all of these movies. 

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Aja, Alexis Michelle, Peppermint, & Sasha Velour “C.L.A.T.”

Club! Legend! Art! Theater!

How cute is this, y’all?  And what a spiffy representation of drag too.  This really is a great range of queens in NYC.  Any night of the week, you can find a show to go to somewhere in Brooklyn or Manhattan that has the kind of drag you like, and I’m glad this season has four very specific kinds of New York queens on the show.  I will say that Peppermint, though she is a legend, also fits the bill for what you’d think of as a “traditional” kind of drag queen.  The style, the song choices, the banter with the audience – she’s very standard, but a high standard.

The actual song though….alright…so….

Full Disclosure: You already know I listened to this song once and that’s exactly the number of times I care to hear it in my life.  Musically, it’s just not interesting in the least, and the lyrics are pretty good, but not good enough for me to be like “oo, lemme go put on ‘CLAT’ and see if I can decipher some further meaning.”

That out of the way, it’s so much better than I expected because the bar is so low for Drag Race singles I can tolerate.  So far, the only one I like enough to keep in my music library is Shangela “Werqin’ Girl” (because the beat knocks) and dassit.  There is a lot of promise in this little single though. 

First of all, Peppermint is so beautiful and I think that never really gets talked about because 1) she’s super nice and 2) she can be a little unpolished.  She looks great in this and hearing her sing at the end is giving me shades of RuPaul way back in the day.  I think Peppermint could have a decent recording career, comparatively speaking anyway.  

Also, Sasha impressed me!  There’s a little bit of Nicki theatrics in that little bald queen and I’m here for it.  

Aja gave me what I expected, and that was fine, but…

Alexis just isn’t the kind of girl who needs to be rapping on a track.  It’s just not her wheelhouse.  Odd that they didn’t let her sing at the end like Peppermint, but I wouldn’t have wanted to hear a theater voice at the end of a club track either.

Cute project from the New York queens this year.  This wouldn’t have worked on any other season and I’m glad these girls like each other enough to come up with something like this.

eggson-bren  asked:

Have you seen the video where the woodpecker hitches a ride on a man's car in Chicago?! So cute!! I couldn't figure out where to submit it to you but I thought you'd like it. The bird's behavior is also quite strange to me.

I have seen that video! But unfortunately, it’s not so cute– this video depicts a yellow-bellied sapsucker (Sphyrapicus varius), one of the few migratory species of woodpeckers in the world.

Like many migratory birds, sapsuckers breed in forests and rely on them for food to fuel their migration. And also like many other migrants, large cities create a “light trap” that can confuse them on their migration. Hungry and seeking food, this exhausted animal descended to a large city where it was unequipped to move around and perch: woodpeckers don’t have anisodactyl toes like most other birds, and are best suited to propping themselves up on a nice tree trunk.

From the sapsucker’s behavior in this video, it is clear that that the bird is either exhausted, or injured, or both. In the wild, sapsuckers can be more confiding than other woodpeckers– but not to the point where they’ll fly up to a city bus and rest there in front of dozens of commuters. It is also incredibly rare to see a woodpecker merely hanging like this; sapsuckers are especially active foragers, systematically checking their sap wells for sweet snacks or insects.

So, yes: I’ve seen the video, and I have a hypothesis I’m fairy confident explains the bird’s behavior. But it’s not a happy story: just like millions of other migratory birds that pass across the Untied States twice a year, this yellow-bellied sapsucker probably died unnoticed on a street or sidewalk.


(obligatory @why-animals-do-the-thing tag, since this is in their wheelhouse)

So, Korra’s final fight with Kuvira:

Originally posted by fyeah-team-avatar

On repeated watch, I realize that not only was Korra back to fighting form and confidence but fighting in tight spaces is something that Korra’s been trained and specialized in since Book 1 with pro-bending, and then that pro-bending MMA ring in Book 4.

Originally posted by chatnoirs-baton

The fight was entirely in Korra’s wheelhouse. Creative use of space and her environment with her full arsenal of bending under her belt. 

Originally posted by neverwillknow

Korra owned this fight and even without the Colossus exploding I think Korra would have won in the end. Except Kuvira doesn’t know when to give up, and instead of giving up, she did more damage unleashing a Spirit Vine beam, nearly killing her and destroying Republic City.

Fortunately, Korra intervened and showed everyone why she’s the real MVP. 

Originally posted by fyeah-team-avatar

And to think in Book 1 she could barely connect with her spiritual side, and then to Book 4 when she steps in front of a wild and unfocused spirit energy beam and creating a Spirit Portal right in the middle of Republic City. 

anonymous asked:

Hi. I wanted to ask you if you ever done a tutorial of how you color your arts, it look so realistic, I need some tips

this could be a really long answer, because it’s a super loaded question! it depends on what specifically you’re having trouble with. i just did a speed paint of a little comic piece i did recently:

but with something like this:

you’ll see it’s a layering process. the canvas is also huge! so to start:

  • i lay in flat base colors that are in the general wheelhouse of what i want to build on top of. everything has a trillion values, but normally there’s one that acts as a baseline for all of them. this includes big shadow values as well. i consider them to be their own beast.
  • i do the most detailed/technically difficult parts first, generally starting with the face. the secret here is, i bounce around with a thousand different colors with a brush with opacity control turned on:

i use solid blocking of color VERY conservatively, so when it is in place, it actually stands out. 

while not classically trained, i’m like 95% sure my style falls under impressionism. so even though it’s not blended, the colors give an optical illusion from afar that it’s realistic. i also don’t use black!

it’s hard to give tips on something that more or less came to me organically as i started doing more and more of what i wanted. i simply discovered i hated the way i did smooth blending, so i tried a different method instead. experimentation can sometimes be the best thing you can do! i’ve also been on youtube studying a lot of other artist’s work, which has been a huge help to me personally in the past year

It’s International Fanworks Day, which means it’s time for another rec list! I read so much fanfic (so much) but here’s just a select few for some of the pairings that I’ve been reading for this past year that I love very much.

Stucky

Easy Work for Easy Pay by AustinB

Bucky gets assigned to (babysit) catch Steve up on everything that he missed while being stuck in the ice. In which things are a little bit different but will always end up somewhat the same. This fic makes you feel shit whether it’s happy or sappy or angsty (and oh god does it hurt so good) you kiddies better strap in for the roller coaster, cuz it’s worth it.

Sparked Up like a Book of Matches by Sena

Steve keeps seeing Bucky out the corner of his eye, and he’s not completely sure if he’s going insane or not. The author captures the character’s voices incredibly well, especially cynical depressed Steve who just wants some more of Tony’s super alcohol. The historical aspects are obviously well researched, and the sass is phenomenal.

4 Minute Window by Speranza

Bucky wants to get Steve out, and Steve wants nothing more than to let him. Thus begins a twisted game of cat and mouse and spider. The fic does a great job of playing both sides, showing you how desperately Steve just wants to be with Bucky, but also the logic behind his friend’s choices when trying to keep him safe.

00Q

The Mating Dance of Wolf and Fox by epithalamium and TheCatOnTheMoon

Everyone at MI6 adores Q, sees him like their precious little brother they just have to feed and protect. Which normally isn’t a problem until the agents find out that Q watches their honeypot missions. Like, the whole mission. Needless to say, shit gets crazy. Full of wonderful references and hilarious banter, along with an MI6 civil war over protecting Q’s virtue.

Wheelhouse by recrudescene

Bond isn’t used to sleeping with people and them not dying afterward. So of course he goes a bit overboard once he sleeps with Q. Absolutely adorable.

The Inevitability of Time by dhampir72

This shit had me fucked up for weeks afterward. The soulmate AU that ruins your life. God I love this one so much. I cried like a bitch and I was happy about it. If you read nothing else for the rest of your life at least read this.

Victuuri

Souls Bond, Hearts Follow by dianamoth

Soulmate AU where partners are spiritually linked with empathetic abilities. Yuuri is pretty quick on the uptake, Victor not so much. Still, that doesn’t stop this fic from being unbearably cute. So pure, so fluffy.

Victor Effing Nikiforov by shysweetthing

Yuuri manages to not actually bomb Nationals so he ends up at Worlds with everyone’s faves once again. He still doesn’t remember the banquet though, which makes all of his current social interactions…interesting. Terribly cute and so funny, the irony is played out perfectly.

A Silhouette of Three by arctic_grey

A/B/O where Yuuri realizes he’s pregnant halfway through qualifiers but desperately wants to finish out his final season anyway. The anxiety Yuuri feels while trying to keep his secret is tangible throughout the fic. It’s a tear jerker every time I read it.

BruDick

Mirrors by lacemonster

Dick desperately wants to prove to Bruce that’s he’s old enough to be trusted on bigger missions, and Bruce desperately doesn’t want anything to happen to his ward. The characterization for this is spot on, especially for early Batman and Robin who are still figuring things out. I absolutely adore the way the nuances of their relationship are handled here.

A Half-Laugh and a Half-Moan by kasuutan

Suddenly everyone is dressing up like Batman and Robin to get it on with their significant other because Cosmo told them to, and it’s mortifying, but also, admittedly, worth a try. This fic is hilarious, especially because Bruce and Dick aren’t even together yet when it starts. The irony is oh so sweet.

Hanging Work by cereta

What if instead of being taken in by Bruce, Dick is taken in by Selena? A long, well fleshed out universe that is certainly worth the build up (can anyone say slow burn? cuz my god). The relationships and characterization in this are incredibly well done.

TimKon

You Can’t Escape Arkham by animegoil

Tim is obviously suffering after his short stint in Arkham, and Kon just wants to help. Tim, however, doesn’t want to burden him. This fic angsts so good, and you can feel how much the two boys care about one another, even if Tim sometimes has trouble showing it.

Perennial by glymer

What if instead of Gotham, Tim grew up in a small town in Kansas? Kind of a high school AU but also so much more. What if Kon was still Superboy but Tim was just Tim, still as incredibly smart and determined as always. Long as fuck, but these boys are so sweet on each other.

The Mystery of the Superboy Shirts by Aviatricks

Where does Conner get all of his Superboy shirts from? Is there a factory somewhere? What are the health benefits for working there? These are questions Tim needs the answers to, and he has an idea of how to get them. So adorable and fluffy, these boys are precious.

Don Juan in Soho, a reflection

All you need to know is…..it’s fucking hilarious.

I won’t make this uber spoiler-y for those of you waiting to see it. All you need to know is that it is hysterical and, frankly, not nearly as awkwardly racy as I thought it would be.

Yes, your Friendly Neighborhood Ace™, who can sometimes be squicky about sexy things, did not squirm one iota during THE notorious hospital scene (or other scenes)…in fact, I died laughing.

ALSO, DJ’s monologue at the end? 👌🏾👌🏾👌🏾👌🏾👌🏾👌🏾👌🏾 So hilariously relevant. And I’m willing to bet that was ALL David speaking those lines.

The special effects? 👌🏾👌🏾👌🏾👌🏾👌🏾👌🏾👌🏾

The singing and dancing? 👌🏾👌🏾👌🏾👌🏾👌🏾👌🏾👌🏾 YES. YES YES YES. HOOOOOOOOO MY GOD. It’s all I’ve ever wanted out of life, to see David to sing and dance. Bye everyone. 👋🏾 I’m going with that statue off stage.

David deliciously slouching in a chair…..quite a bit.

David’s deliciously rumpled hair……leave me here, please.

They misprinted the cast list. David’s thigh made a very strong cameo, as did his chest hair. David in a suit….that boy is fucking FINE.

Those of you waiting to see it…bring your smelling salts, because I’m not sure you’ll make it through.

Spend the £4 on the program and the £9.99 on the script….WITH DAVID’S SEXY FACE ON IT.

I know people want to see him play nice roles, and I acknowledge what you’re saying, but David is right in his wheelhouse. He loves playing sadistic arseholes and he does it SO well and you can tell he loves it and he’s having so much fun. And to see him play it in person…god, it’s a thing of beauty.

I did go to the stage door, and David did make a brief appearance. Unfortunately, I did not get a signature or selfie because people pushed to get in front of me, though it was waaaaaaay tamer than other stories I’ve heard.

I’m just happy I got to hear his voice and see his hair and eyes and profile and turquoise sweater and brown pants and his everything up close and in person. Surprisingly, no leather jacket or black ripped jeans.

Someone behind me, as we were waiting, said, “Come on, David, we don’t have all night.” If I had no self-control, I would have turned around and tore into her.

This man just acted his ASS off on that stage. The man at the door just told us not five minutes ago that they’d been there since NINE OCLOCK IN THE FUCKING MORNING REHEARSING FOR THE FUCKING SHOW YOU JUST WATCHED and had to get notes from the director AND he had to clean up so he can show his fucking hot face to you and sign your damn program. SHUT THE HELL UP AND LEAVE THE MAN ALONE FOR FIVE FUCKING MINUTES, OKAY?

Aaaaaaanyway, if you’re seeing it in the future, I wish you luck, because like I said, he’s SOOOOOOO damn sexy in this role.

👌🏾👌🏾👌🏾👌🏾👌🏾👌🏾👌🏾👍🏾👍🏾👍🏾👍🏾👍🏾👍🏾👍🏾😂😂😂😂😂🤣🤣🤣🤣😍😍😍😍😍😍😘😘😘😘😘😘😝😝😝😝😝😝😝💯💯💯💯💯💯🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

☄️<—– me flinging myself into the sun after sun after this show

SUMMARY: You have a bad day at work, and Credence takes it upon himself to take care of you. I combined these requests:

  1. Reader being Credence’s s/o. they’re always happy to help and love to mother him. But one day they are completely wrecked by their work and anxious, so he goes into mother mode and is so happy to give it back?
  2. one where he’s really affectionate towards them, neck kisses, hugs from behind, idk where I’m going with this

Warnings: None!!

Word Count: 1,678


Credence supposed that your treatment of him and consideration toward him were what got him through those roughest of days following his destruction of New York. You had been patient and gentle with him when you met him, and you had waited for him to be ready—for anything, even for things as simple as kindness. You had never pressured him or told him he should be further along in healing or learning, and that is how he had come to trust you sooner than others and how he had learned to let you take care of him. He had been hesitant at first, and you had stepped back, letting him take his time and not scolding him for being skittish or distrustful of you. Then he had relaxed slightly over the next few weeks and had let you make him meals or buy him books or even sometimes stay with him until he fell asleep. In many ways, it was the mothering that Credence had never experienced—at least, not that he could remember.

Eventually, he grew to care for you so much that he had agreed to move in with you, once he had worked at the bakery long enough to save the money to afford the rent. You would have paid for his half had he wanted to move in sooner, but you knew his independence meant a lot to him, now that he had it. And you were always willing to be patient for Credence.

That had been slightly over a year after the subway incident.

Since then, Credence had accepted, acknowledged, and given in to his feelings for you, and once a conversation was had, the two of you had decided to give dating a chance. More patience and more care later, things were still going smoothly a year later. Credence just wished sometimes that he had the opportunity to care for you the way you cared for him. It wasn’t that you had put him back together, because he had worked very hard to do that himself, but you had given him the support he needed to do so and had devoted much of your time to caring for his corporeal well-being so that he could devote himself to learning self-love and -confidence. Those were things he was still learning to put into practice, but you were patient with that too, and very understanding; and he was grateful. You had always been so put together though, and he worried sometimes that he didn’t do enough things for you. You always insisted that his company and his love were enough, but he couldn’t help but wish that he could show you how much he cared, beyond those confines.

And then Credence’s chance came in the form of a terrible day at work. He could tell immediately that you had had it because you slammed the door more harshly than you usually did and threw your bags onto the kitchen table with a heavy sigh before storming over and collapsing onto the couch in the living room.

Credence was, of course, upset that you were having a bad day, but he was ready to take care of you and to practice being more assertive in his own actions—he wanted to take charge of this situation. So he walked over to where you had face-planted into the cushion, smiling softly at the way your hair had become disheveled. “Long day?” he asked quietly, placing a shaking hand to your back.

Your answering sigh was deep and long as you melted into the couch, letting every muscle in your body fall slack. “I’m tired of people, Credence. I don’t like them.”

He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to the base of your skull, and ran his thumb across the knobs of your spine carefully and humming in response. He knew that you hated socializing, so it must have been a day of prolonged interaction. The exhaustion must have really gotten to you today. “I know, Y/N. Did you have to be personable today?”

You smiled at the question, and you wondered briefly how you had gotten so lucky to find someone so understanding of your closed-off nature. You supposed because you had never been closed-off with him. He did tell you once that it made him feel special, as if you were a cat who had settled on their person. You smiled even wider at the memory before curling into Credence’s lap contentedly, humming at the feeling of Credence’s fingers rubbing into your shoulders and gently up the side of your neck. This was a rare initiation of physical affection, one that you really needed today. “Yes, I did.” You began frowning again as you recalled the day. “And people kept asking why I didn’t smile more or why I didn’t talk very much, and then my boss got mad that I wasn’t being more welcoming. And all I wanted to do was come home to you. I’m just…so glad I’m home now.”

You felt his hum more than you heard it, and you closed your eyes to the feeling of his hands against your skin. You appreciated the coolness of them and could have groaned when you felt him stand up gently and pull away from you as he did so. “I’m going to make you some tea, okay?”

You nodded, trying to conceal a pout, and Credence felt a swell of pride and affection—finally, he was the one taking care of you. He hurried into the kitchen, beginning to boil water, and looked over to the living room as he heard you get up. He watched you walk to the window in the living room with a blanket draped over your shoulders that you held tightly to your chest and then press your forehead to the glass, looking to the world outside. He could tell today had been tough on you because your muscles seemed completely lax and because you had none of the confidence in your gait that you usually carried, so when he finished preparing your tea (just the way you liked it), he placed it on the coffee table quietly before padding over to you and hugging you from behind, curling his arms carefully around your middle to pull you close, and pressing a kiss to the shell of your ear. He indulged a small smile when he felt you roll your head back into his shoulder and completely surrender yourself to the embrace. “Thank you, Credence.” Your voice came out in a quiet sigh more than a deliberate statement, and instead of answering, he just pressed another kiss to your skin, this time to the hollow of your throat. Curiously, though, he could feel the stretch of your smile against the side of his face and looked to you questioningly.

You dropped one side of the blanket. “It’ll fit both of us,” you said a little more definitively and with a smile that melted his heart, and he caught on. He took the other corner to wrap around himself and returned said corner to your hand so that you could curl your fingers around the blanket again, securing the blanket burrito you had constructed. Credence liked this better, the feel of your body more concrete than before and the embrace feeling more protective and inclusive. He peppered small kisses along your throat and shoulder, and you couldn’t help the widening of your smile at this uncharacteristic show of physical affection and the confidence behind the gestures. You felt a swell of happiness at how much he had grown and how that growth had included the two of you coming together.

You weren’t sure how long the two of you stood like that, wrapped up in each other and the blanket, before Credence whispered gently, “Your tea is probably getting cold.”

You didn’t want to leave this moment, but that tea really did sound promising. You felt Credence rub his hands along your arms before stepping back, letting the blanket fall from around the two of you so that you could go drink your tea. It really was perfect, and you hummed into the cup, which made Credence smile again as he watched you. “Thank you, Credence. This is exactly what I needed today.” He was what you needed today.

Credence blushed, still affected deeply by any kind of praise, and wondered if he would ever get over that swell of pride that came with compliments or praise of any kind. He supposed it didn’t really matter. “Of course, Y/N. I love…being able to take care of you.”

Something clicked in you then, and you realized that he had been wanting for some time to be able to do things like this, to prove that he could take care of you like you took care of him, to prove that he knew how to care for you, and what that meant to him. “Credence.” You jumped back onto the couch, huddling close to him and burrowing further into the crook of his neck as his arm curled around your shoulders to pull you close. “I love letting you take care of me. You know me so well.”

Credence knew that being nonchalant about that compliment was out of his wheelhouse, so he settled for telling the complete truth. “I’ve had the time to get to know you, and… I just want you to know that I can be there for you for anything… I can take care of you. I know I can.”

The confidence underlying the quiet of his voice could have made you cry. “I know you can too, Credence. I love you. Thank you.”

Credence smiled and pressed another kiss to the top of your head. “Always, Y/N. I love you.” He had learned a lot over these last few years—to accept himself, to own his past, to open up, to form relationships—but he was beginning to think the best thing he had learned was to love and to let himself be loved.


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anonymous asked:

What's the 52 film challenge??

A few years ago the Women in Film organization challenged people to watch more films by women. There are 52 weeks in a year so the argument was that it wouldn’t be too hard to watch one film directed by a woman per week. 

It’s basically just a personal challenge people can take on if they feel like it because even if you don’t make the 52 films in the year just by attempting it you will likely be watching more movies directed by women then you would in a typical year. And it’s just a nice way to watch films outside your wheelhouse. 

Last year I ended up doing it twice over (got to 52 films by women from January to June so decided to watch another 52) but you can go at your own pace. 

You can sign up here just to officially declare you are part of it, but no one keeps track of you but you. And you can set your own pace or your own challenges. I’ve seen people modify it to watch 52 films directed by women with women cinematographers, 52 films directed by women of colour, 52 films by French women etc. 

If you’re not sure where to start here are the films I watched last year with my personal top 10:

http://fuckyeahwomenfilmdirectors.tumblr.com/post/146963914446/52-films-by-women-challenge-complete-in-january

http://fuckyeahwomenfilmdirectors.tumblr.com/post/155268118701/52-films-by-women-challenge-complete-in-january

There’s also this list of resources:

http://fuckyeahwomenfilmdirectors.tumblr.com/post/155251376801/fuckyeahwomenfilmdirectors-oldfilmsflicker

And you can check the #52filmsbywomen tag on twitter for what people are watching. 

And of course, if you’re at a loss for what to watch you can always ask me for recommendations. I love recommending films to people!

anonymous asked:

Could you give us your thoughts on Clarke and compartmetalization? I find it to be one of the most interesting trait of hers and also something that, even though it has negative effects on her, it has also "saved" her in a way, because how the fuck someone with so much burden on her shoulders is even able to walk at this point?

So we know Bellamy is in love with Clarke but is Clark in love with him? I have been Shipping Bellarke since season one and tbh Bellamy reveals way more than she does. Especially the way he looks at her when she isn’t looking

I’m combining these two anon asks, because they actually cover the same topic: how Bellamy and Clarke show their emotions.  I also think how they handle emotions is very closely tied to how they function as leaders and their relative strengths.

As you point out, nonny #1, Clarke’s ability to compartmentalize has saved her because she’s able to put things aside that really would crush someone else.  Since early season one, Clarke handles emotions one of two ways: she either handles it directly and straightforwardly, or she locks that shit up tight and doesn’t look at it until absolutely necessary.  We see the latter with her anger towards her mother and Wells and L.exa, and it’s no coincidence that all three of those grudges were deeply tied to personal traumas as well.  We also see it when Raven lands and Clarke figures out that she’s the other woman– she tells Finn it’s done and doesn’t allow anyone to see how hurt she is.  When she’s hurt, she channels it into anger and coldness because anger is always easier than pain.  It’s maybe not the healthiest way to handle things, but it’s certainly an effective one.  

Clarke is very good at processing positive (non-romantic) emotions, though, she’s not just terribly demonstrative.  A lot of that comes from her parents because as Emori pointed out, Clarke has always been loved.  So when it comes to giving and receiving (non-romantic) love, Clarke is very comfortable.  In fact, she’s so comfortable that she doesn’t always realize that her love isn’t apparent, because in her mind, it’s  not something she really needs to explain.  If she loves you, she loves you, and because Clarke has never really felt the absence of love she struggles with understanding why someone would need that concretely demonstrated.  She’s always known that she’s loved and cherished and so the constant doubt that plagues someone like Bellamy is utterly foreign to her.  As a result she’s not always good at reassuring him of her love, but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t love him deeply– it just means she shows it differently.  

(I’d also like to note that this season (and in 3B), Clarke’s been much more cognizant of recognizing when Bellamy needs to hear that he’s valued.  In season two she took him a little for granted, but after 305 (well, after 310) Clarke has been very careful about showing him that she cares about him, either verbally (I trust you, she’ll see how special you are) or physically (the beach hug and the hand nuzzle).  She’s recognizing that how he processes love and how she shows it are different and she’s adjusting to make sure he knows she loves him.  And you don’t do that for just anyone, btw– you do that for people who are precious to you.)

But Clarke’s ability to lock shit up makes her an effective leader because she can make terrible, heartbreaking choices and then keep going. It’s not that the choices don’t cost her or hurt her– they do, and so deeply it threatens to break her– but for people who don’t want to make those choices it’s a relief because it seems like not only is she willing to make them, she’s able to bear the weight of them.  That’s a bit of an illusion (and one that Bellamy sees straight through, hence why he was there while she wrote the list) but she sees not letting people see you’re breaking as a part of leading, especially when the stakes are this high.  Letting Bellamy in when she’s vulnerable is part of how she shows she loves and trusts him.

Bellamy, on the other hand, can’t lock anything up.  He tries so fucking hard, but it’s just not in his nature.  Every damn thing he feels is written on his face the second he feels it, and the one time he did suppress everything was when Clarke left and that was mostly because he didn’t feel like he was allowed to feel angry about it.  It all came exploding out of him after he suffered yet another trauma in losing Gina, but even before that he was doing a terrible fucking job of hiding his feelings.  While Clarke either ignores her hurt or channels it into rage, Bellamy usually just…sits with it.  He broods, and I want to emphasize that there’s no value judgment here on either Bellamy or Clarke’s methods for handling pain– they’re neither good nor bad, they just are.  Bellamy’s emotional reactions, however, tend to make him a good front-line leader, because people trust him to feel their pain too.  Clarke can take the long view because she can compartmentalize the pain later until it’s more convenient to feel it, but Bellamy can convince people to follow them in the moment because they can see everything he’s feeling.

Bellamy had a childhood that may have been full of love but it was love that felt like it came with conditions (protect your sister, keep your family safe), so he’s far less emotionally secure than Clarke when it comes to positive emotions.  He’s actually quite comfortable being sad and hurt and scared, but something like “someone else loves me outside of my utility to the group” is utterly terrifying for him. He’s not sure he deserves that sort of love and he’s constantly worried it will be taken away from him, just like how his family was taken away from him on the Ark.  Because she had a fairly emotionally healthy upbringing, Clarke is comfortable with positive emotions– except for romance.  With romantic feelings, Clarke locks that shit up tight just like she does with her hurt.  It’s scary for her to feel so vulnerable (for all of us, really), so she just…doesn’t deal with it until she’s absolutely forced to.  

Bellamy, however, because he’s so used to feeling vulnerable and exposed, just fucking goes with it.  Unrequited love is right in his wheelhouse, so we see how much he loves Clarke in every single look.  He doesn’t bother to hide it because he honestly can’t, and I actually think it will be harder for him once she reciprocates because love being returned to him openly and honestly will be far more difficult than loving someone without any hope of reciprocity.

So to tackle nonny #2′s question head on: I think right now we see more of Bellamy being in love with Clarke because right now, Bellamy is in love with Clarke.  She’s not quite there yet and there’s nothing wrong with that because she loves him fiercely and she has for months now and love doesn’t come in a hierarchy.  Platonic love is not below romantic love– it’s just a different type of love.  And while I do think Clarke is making baby steps towards falling in romantic love with Bellamy, I also think it will take her some time because she does not like to look at those feelings head on.  I also think that Clarke will always be less demonstrative when it comes to romantic love simply because that’s who she is, and that doesn’t make her love for him any less powerful or profound.