you are my only true hero

the most important thing i’ve learned in 6 years of policy/IR/polisci studies and working in lobbying/state legislature is:

learning some web programming, one or two high-level languages, and some data management makes you all-powerful and indispensable. you will have to deal with being touted as the HTML Hero but you will also weave magic in the eyes of older policymakers who only care about Excel macros


Diana being precious and supportive with kids remains the Most Important Content, reblog if you agree.

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In which Bakugou is me


These recent chapters have only showed me one important and totally true fact about this man and it is that All Might may have a thing for people with half updos and dark hair. 

I’m like 95% sure that is what Horikoshi is trying to tell us, you guys.

timetravelturtle  asked:

Responding to your post about twist endings and Rod Serling: Do you think that the "No, Luke, I am your father" reveal in Empire Strikes Back works as a powerful twist? It's hard to view it as anything but obligatory after almost 40 years of references but at one point it was truly shocking, I think. Still, I'm not sure if the themes that the reveal serves are actually important to the work or if they just match the reveal.

Comparing the “I am your father” ending to the Twilight Zone/Scifi Proposition-Argument-Conclusion ending is like comparing a dolphin to a torpedo; they look the same, but they work in very different ways.

I think it’s important to emphasize here that the ending IS what your story is trying to say; the ending IS the story. If you have a story about the hazards of love that cynically shows how bad relationships can be…but the hero finds true love at the end, it’s an optimistic story that says true love and happiness is possible and relationships are great. The ending is what your story is trying to say.

Now, that said, the reason that the Darth Vader reveal has oomph can only be understood if you look at the Empire Strikes Back script by Lawrence Kasdan, who wrote maybe one of my favorite Westerns, Silverado (I love Westerns as much as scifi, but considering the nature of this blog, that part of my personality doesn’t come up much). It’s worth noting that most scifi writers have an understanding of the basics, something that transfers from genre to genre; the fundamentals of storytelling are the same. Rod Serling won Emmys for drama long before Twilight Zone, for instance.

You can understand what Empire Strikes back is all about from the title, which wasn’t carelessly chosen. It’s a story about how the Rebels are on the run; they are running in the night, and the wolves are after them. It’s impossible to stand and fight. The opening has the rebels in exile in a miserable icy location, from which they are forced to flee.

As the story goes on, things get worse and worse. The heroes are betrayed and have no place to hide. Luke does the impetuous yet loyal and courageous thing to help his friends before he’s ready, which the wise Yoda raises the stakes for by saying that Luke will fail totally if he confronts Darth Vader. The scene on Dagobah with Yoda and Obi-Wan fills us with dread for the meeting to come and raises the stakes for the battle to come; that’s the purpose of the scene.

Are you getting it, now? The point of the story is to have the Empire victorious, to show the sacrifice and loss a rebellion would need. And when Luke goes to see Vader, he has his hand chopped off and his lightsaber lost; he never stood a chance. And that, at the very conclusion of the film, is when the biggest bombshell of all is dropped: Darth Vader is Luke’s father.

The Darth Vader reveal wouldn’t have worked if it came in the middle of the film. It worked because the entire film had been building to it, with loss after loss to the Empire. It’s the ultimate thing to make a hero totally despair in a story that’s all about losing (note that after learning this Luke has no option but to jump to his death). The twist isn’t just thrown in there out of nowhere; the entire film had been building to it, and it’s the final “knockout punch.”

To have an ending like this, you have to identify what your story is about and what it’s trying to say, so you can convince the audience of it. As Brian McDonald says, “lots of young writers ask me if they are being too preachy. Not enough ask me if they are being sufficiently clear.” 


Really don’t have many words that can accurately describe the feelings I have right now. Gord Downie was such an inspiration to me and was one of my only true role models. He was a beacon of hope and he was a symbol of change and equality. The world lost an amazing person - we all should strive to be a little like Gord. Rest In Peace Gordo, you will always be in our hearts. 🇨🇦💔

I see a lot of stuff that says “if you want to know what you would have done in the Holocaust/Civil Rights etc., it’s what you’re doing now.”

On some level, this is true. People tell themselves they would have been great heroes in La Resistance and would’ve hidden Jews and marched against segregation but when unarmed black teenagers are shot for being in the wrong neighborhood they shrug and say “well, he probably looked suspicious,” and tell Jews that the literal nazis shouting antisemitic threats on the streets of an American city are people too and shouldn’t be met with force.

But it’s only true for people who are on the sidelines both then and now. Because you know what a lot of my friends and I would’ve been doing in the Holocaust? Either being murdered or running from being murdered. You know what black people were doing during slavery and Jim Crow? Being fucking enslaved. Being second-class citizens under the law and being in danger from racists who could act with impunity.  Like, ok, it’s great that you want people who aren’t threatened by these events to take a good long look at themselves and their moral priorities but let’s not forget that for a lot of people, it wasn’t a choice back then, and it’s not a choice now. That’s a really big piece of the picture here.

anonymous asked:

OMG! Hello, it's Villain!Deku Anon again and I just want to thank you! I couldn't even imagine myself that you will illustrate this au with your wonderful art style! I can't even describe how grateful I am! ;-; Moreover, I want to tell you my thoughts about it! I love Dabi's and Deku's interplay really a lot, because, I dunno, Dabi behaves as if he was Izuku's aniki? I can see it that way tho. And Izuku's outfit is great! Simple but interesting and functional :) Anyway, I hope that one day -->

HAI AGAIN! TIME FOR ANOTHER LONG ASS POST I’m so sorry it took so so long for me to finally reply to this so I hope it’s worth the wait! I want to also thank YOU for sharing me this wonderful AU<3 I can’t thank you enough and everyone rly loves it! I just wish you can go off anon so we can chat more about this au but I respect your decisions u v u I’m glad you love it all ehehe///

YEs! I was so proud of how those two turned out! Dabi seems to be the mature one in the villain alliance and he always has this mysterious air to him so being the big brother role would fit perfectly! Aaaah// I’m glad you love the outfit! /)///v//(\ I wasn’t sure what to go for ahaha~

I’m definitely developing this! And no worries, all your questions will be answered, hopefully to your expectation ehehe Q w Q

Regarding Todo; HE’S SUCH A SAD PUPPY I ALMOST FEEL BAD BUT I ENDED UP MAKING IT WORST FOR HIM! i wanted to keep the element of him being a tragic character because that’s what everyone loves about him. He did nothing wrong XD Now, I decided that Deku actually DOES meet up with Todo randomly, like they don’t know each other and this is way before the USJ raid and deku ended up showing todo the light, motivating todo to go forward regardless of what his dad says because both deku and todo see the same view, how there are heroes who does things not for the sake of being a hero. so deku was able to save todo that way!

BUUUuut he finds out his saviour is a villain so now he’s conflicted;;; sorry Todo, you can’t catch a break even in this au //holds him

Moving on to bakugou…

Deku does disappear out of trace for awhile and maybe bakugo does notice but he rly doesn’t do anything about it, the ass…. but that’d be so cute is he does start to worry, I’m sure something like that does bug him in the back of his mind. I’m not so good with how to illustrate deconstruction so hopefully it’s done alright;; as long as you get the idea because that’s what deku will do to bakugou, he knows bakugou well enough to do so

After this whole thing, all might emerged victorious like in canon. Villains retreated and this was when All Might realized his mistake, since he recognized Deku during this raid. “PATHETIC” is what he’s say

Thats what I decided to go for! I totally agree with you on this! I don’t mind it at all precious! Thank you! It makes more sense and it’s the BEST THING EVER LIKE BAKUGOU VS DEKU WOW!! All might will see how much of a hero bakugou wants to be and the connection with Deku helps even more in order to save Deku from plunging further into darkness, so all might makes Bakugou his successor! ^^ it also can help bakugo grow as a hero so it’s a good opportunity for him!

All might FEELS SUPER GUILTY so that’s why he’s so focused on saving Deku.. deku’s mom also feels the guilt. All of this is on the news so eventually Deku’s mom find out about Deku and well… it doesn’t go well. deku still loves her as his mom even if she didn’t believe in him being a hero but he came home only to find her will.

Now, not only is bakugou going to be All might’s successor, but Deku will soon inherit AFO as well. When they find the villain’s hideout and all that crazy stuff going on, All Might faces off with AFO.

Deku is still honestly precious even now, he rly tries to bond with the villain alliance members and that eventually gained Dabi’s and Himiko’s trust! Even though he’s given the role of info gatherer/mastermind, he doesn’t take advantage of it and relies on his friends!

As for tomura, this is how it’s gonna play out

He’s now gonna be Shigaraki’s hero just like how Sensei did it. Both the death of  Sensei and his mother made deku feel that he wasn’t enough of a hero to save them but this will only pushed him even further to become a ‘true hero’, especially when sensei actually put faith in him, when no one else did

also cute deku making friends with everyone cause he’s a sweetie that way!

THANK YOU FOR READING! GOOD JOB FOR MAKING IT TO THE BOTTOM! I HOPE YOU ENJOYED IT! I honestly still have some more stuff regarding this au in mind but that needs to wait until it’d actually done pfft >//v//< I’m tired so ima sleep now;;;

Spider-Man: Homecoming

Okay, so like I’m still bitter about Andrew but Spider-Man: Homecoming was actually really good.

• A film by Peter Parker - seriously that home movie was the cutest shit and it worked so well as a means to introduce Peter and his relationship with Happy. Like, he’s such a bouncy kid, so excited for his “Stark Internship.”

• Once again, excellent soundtrack. Marvel is really targeting their audiophiles this year and, like, I’m so here for it. Here, take ALL my money.

• Peter’s actually a motor-mouth (though not as much of a sarcastic little shit as I would have liked). Not to get too off topic here, but one of the reasons I love Spiderman and Deadpool, Spiderman & Deadpool teamups, and why I think Spiderman and Deadpool work so well together is because they’re both smart, sarcastic little shits who run their mouths off. I could go on and on about how much I love the Spiderman/Deapool dynamic and why it just *works.* But I’m focusing on Spider-Man: Homecoming here so I won’t. I guess my point is that it was really nice to hear Peter chatter away in Homecoming and to really see how smart this kid is. I mean, he and Ned HACKED A STARK SUIT. Successfully! Like, come on.

• Diversity - like real diversity. For the first time in a long time, the extras in a Marvel movie, in *any* movie, actually reflected real life (i.e., it wasn’t a sea of white people with one (1) poc). I really hope we keep seeing more movies that do this.

• Ned. Ned. NED. A true friend, the ride-or-die friend, a v precious v smart cinnamon roll who’s just really excited to be a part of this chapter in his best friend’s life, and who is a part of this chapter in Peter’s life - not a sidekick, Ned’s got a role and it’s one Peter legit values. Ned: the real MVP 👏👏👏👏

• Zendaya is a gift, A GIFT I TELL YOU. A+ casting I’m in love. She had the best comedic timing I think Just, the whole movie she’d occasionally drop a line or make a gesture and it killed me. She hardly spoke yet she stole the fuckin show, beautiful. Get it Zendaya, can’t wait to see more of you in future movies, Marvel and otherwise.

• I’m actually really happy with how they wrote Liz. Like, they totally could have made her a bitch, the stereotypical pretty popular girl who doesn’t even know Peter’s name. But they made her really down to Earth and grounded. She not only knows Peter’s name, she’s legit smart, and actually pays attention and notices that Peter’s acting strange and cares about what’s wrong! Like, well done Marvel. Nice job.

• Speaking of good characterization: Flash. Finally! A bully that looks and behaves like a bully. Not a muscled up, dumb, meat head who everyone in the audience can see coming a mile away, but just…. a normal, mean dude. You know, like the bullies in real life. 

• Okay, so I know the fandom keeps joking about how Aunt May keeps getting younger and soon she, too, will be a child. But I gotta say, Aunt May was awesome in this. She’s so cute, and I want her wardrobe, and omggggg the montage where she’s helping Peter get ready for the dance ❤❤ I like this Aunt May, good job.

• “If you’re nothing without the suit, you shouldn’t have it.” Hello Avengers callback wow. If you still think Tony Stark isn’t a hero unless he’s Iron Man, if you still think superpowers or a supersuit are what makes a hero after this you can unfollow me right tf now.

• ParentalFigure!Tony Stark. I am LIVING! 

• K.A.R.E.N. is lovely and I adore her. I love that Tony programmed a nurturing and encouraging personality into her. This whole movie dropped subtle hints at how hard Tony is working to be Not Howard™ for Peter and I love itttt.

• Happy!! We haven’t seen much, if any, of Happy since IM 3 and I’m so “happy” 😉 he’s back (plsdon'thurtme). And he’s sooo the cranky Uncle who cares deep down in his pinky toe. It’s wonderful. And! And!!!! He, an adult, openly and honestly admits he was wrong and apologizes to Peter, a teenager, who was right. Like, when’s the last time that happened in a film?

• “It’s been in my pocket since 2008” are you fucking kidding me Marvel??? Since Iron Man fricken ONE (1)??? Tony you’re WHIPPED and I love it.

• That Scene where Peter is trapped under the concrete holy shit. That was The Moment™ I was finally sold on Tom Holland and this new Spiderman, w-o-w. Acting. Wow. First Spiderman movie where we, the audience, are forced to acknowledge that Spiderman is a 15 year old CHILD. He’s still learning how to do this whole superhero thing, and in this moment he’s fucken terrified. 

He could have been at the dance, having a grand old time with his friends, you know, being a “normal” 15 year old. But no. He decided to go stop a bad guy, even without his suit, because it was the right thing to do and now he’s being crushed and he’s scared but goddamn if he doesn’t pick himself up and go because he’s Peter. Fucking. Parker. He still fights the villain, even after discovering who the villain is, AND fricken saves said villain because guess what?? He may be a 15 year old child but let’s not forget that he’s also a 15 year old fuckin HERO. I remain steadfast in my opinion that the only true difference between Spiderman and Deadpool is that Spidey actively tries NOT to kill people while DP doesn’t really care all that much and that’s why they get along so god damn well, they just complement each other man idek

• Poor Steve. Poor, poor Steve. Patience, is it really worth it? (Yes. Yes, it is Steve)
9.5/10 - yet another Peter Parker Spiderman film but, like, this was actually done really well?? So, yeah.

Anyways, if you’re hesitating to go see Spider-Man: Homecoming in theaters…. I get it. I do. I, too, was all: “Not another Peter Parker movie, ugh.” And yeah, go see Baby Driver or Wonder Woman (a smaller movie featuring characters with disabilities and a female-led diverse superhero movie respectively) first if you haven’t seen them already. Lord knows Spidey’ll be fine if you don’t see it in theaters right away. That being said, you should definitely go see Homecoming in theaters. It’s worth the money.

New EditHero Killer : Stain ( ヒーロー殺し ステイン )

“The fake must be rectified.. Someone, Someone must stain himself in his blood! The word “Hero” must be restored. Come! Just try you fakes!

The only one who’s allowed to kill me is the true hero, All Might!!” 

___  Chizome Akaguro  ( 赤黒血染 ) //  Hero Killer : Stain  

Damn the Dark, Damn the Light

by hrrytomlinson for messofgorgeouschaos

Pairing: Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson

Chapters: 3/3; 20k words

Tags: alternate universe - historical, alternate universe - elizabethan era, alternate universe - shakespeare, alternate universe - royalty

Summary: “Why is this face of beauty ringing so true?” The genuine confusion in Harry’s voice causes Louis’ chest to painfully twinge. “You’re a complete stranger in my eyes, William Shakespeare, but not in my heart. How is that possible?”

Louis wants to live out every romance plot he has ever written in his own life. He wants to be the protagonist of his own narrative, the hero who finds true love and gets his happy ending. Instead, Louis is stuck with only dreaming of such wild fantasies and writing them down. He can create entire romances in his dreams, yet he can never live one.

written as part of the @hlhistoricalexchange2k17

anonymous asked:

If Allison could say anything to the pack, like individually, what do you think she would say?

To Malia– Understanding that it’s okay to depend on people, and have them depend on you, is one of the most important lessons you will learn. Keep it close. 

To Liam– Scott didn’t have an alpha to guide him, to protect him, to give him an opportunity to make mistakes. I know you’re young and that this is scary, but understand that there is safety in the family Scott created for you– for all of us. In return, I only ask you to take care of him the way he will always take care of you.

To Kira– I want you to be with him. I want you to bring sunshine into his life, I want him to have someone who understands what he goes through, I want someone who makes him smile. I was glad you were with him when I was alive, and I still am now that I’m gone. 

To Isaac– You are not alone. You will never, ever be alone. Even when it seems like you are by yourself, you are not. People love you, care about you, need you, appreciate you. Some people in this world think about you every day, know things about you, know exactly how important you are. You matter, both to this world and to other people. You aren’t alone and you never will be again. 

To Stiles– I know you know you’ve changed, and that sometimes that scares you, and you aren’t quite sure of the person you are. I know that you know the mistakes you make and you feel like they’ll haunt you for the rest of your life. But ever since I have known you, no matter how bad things got, no matter how pessimistic you were, you always had one thing: Hope. I remember standing in a parking lot with you, so long ago, and telling Scott that there’s always hope. And do you know how I knew that? Because you were there, stepping into the gasoline with him, risking your life for him. Your hope, Stiles, is built on how much you love other people. That’s where all your light and energy and brightness comes from. When it happens, you shine brilliantly. So don’t let go of it. Don’t let go of her. 

To Lydia– The first day of school, you told me that I was your new best friend. Do you want to know why I listened? Because before you, I had never had a best friend– and now I know that you hadn’t too. Lydia, there are some people in this world who experience so much pain, so much loss, that they wallow in it until they drown. But you never let yourself do that, and sometimes I think that’s why you were so lonely. You shielded yourself from pain instead, never letting yourself feel it until it clawed its way into you. At first, I liked spending time with you because you helped me escape the crazy expectations of my parents and the fear of the real world. But then I liked spending time with you because I realized that the sense of normalcy it brought to me was the exact same one it brought to you. Lydia, you were the one who taught me that it’s okay not to be brave all the time. So I’m going to teach you something in return now. I’m going to tell you that it’s okay to lift up your gates and let people in. I know it feels like everyone in life has left you, hurt you, disappointed you– everyone including myself. But Lydia? There are people who know the bits and pieces of you that are broken and still love you. There are people who see underneath the makeup and fake smiles and know that you’re hurting and want to help you. There are people who think you look beautiful when you cry. And one day, you’re going to walk down the hallway towards someone and your heart is going to hammer against your chest and you aren’t going to be able to resist smiling at how pure all of it is. And when that happens, just for a moment, I want you to think of me. I want you to think of me and imagine me saying I told you so. I told you that you deserve to be open, deserve to be safe, deserve to be loved by someone just as much as you love them. Lydia… you may have taught me that you don’t have to be brave all the time, but that doesn’t mean you aren’t brave every moment of every day. 

To Scott–  When I was a little girl, my favorite Disney prince was Shang. “Why?” my parents asked, seeming amused about it, at the time. “Because,” I told them, like it was obvious. “He saves people. He’s a hero.” In hindsight, I think my parents found it fitting that a daughter of an Argent would favor a Disney Prince who was a general. But hindsight works for me too, and now I know, Scott McCall, that I was always supposed to fall in love with you. You are the greatest hero I have ever met. You are a hero to the entirety of Beacon Hills. You are a hero to the supernatural community. You are a hero to your best friends. And you are a hero to a random little girl whose dog you take pain from, hoping he’ll suffer as little as possible. In loving you, in learning from you, in getting to stand next to you for a small pocket of your life, you allowed me to become a version of myself that I was proud to die as. Before you, Scott, I didn’t have anybody in my life who I would sacrifice myself for. But I know that you, every single day, wake up and carry the weight of loving people around on your back. In that, you are heavier than Atlas, you are stronger than Hercules, you are smarter than Odysseus. You are the true hero of my life, Scott McCall. I want to tell you take a second for yourself every few days, but I know that it would be a moot point. So here’s what I will tell you instead: find joy in whatever and whomever you can. Caring about people like you do might sometimes seem fruitless, but you won’t give up, I know you won’t. And when you want to, put some of your weight on me. Know that I’m still here. I’m standing right next to you, supporting you, protecting you, loving you. My first love, my only love, Scott McCall. I’d promise to write you into the stars, but you’ve already made your place in the sky without any help from me. I’ll be here, though. Just promise to take your time coming to find me. 

A Patient Man

Killian Jones x Reader, fluff/angst

Summary: Villains never get happy endings, right?

Originally posted by captainswan-hooked

Everyone was talking quietly, making plans for the next big move on Regina. You stood next to Snow trying to focus on the task at hand, but you could feel his eyes on you. Studying you, looking for clues as to what you were thinking. Head held down, listening to the words being spoken around you, afraid to look up. Afraid to meet his gaze, because you knew it would be all over once you did. 

He was your weakness and strength all at once, the end to you and the beginning to real happiness. You were frightened at the prospect of opening yourself to that sort of thing, because in the fashion this world worked around, it was likely never to work out.

Never to have a true happy ending with the pirate. 

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A Book Makes All the Difference

Originally posted by lukevanski

Request by @i-wished-upon-a-star-one-night.
Okay, how about the reader used to be Gaston’s fiancée and worked at the palace as a maid. Once the curse took over he forgot about her and his whole personality changed. He moves on to Belle because the reader liked books/has a similar personality, subconsciously trying to fill the whole of her. On his way to kill the beast, he hears her calling out for him and he starts to remember. Then she turns into a human and Gaston’s personality/humanity/kindness is restored?

Author’s Note: So I realise that this is a bit late and I apologise. I’ve been really busy with exams and have little time to write. However, I hope you enjoy this one-shot, my first ever Gaston x reader. I may have changed the reader from a maid to a librarian, so I hope you don’t mind too much. And I apologise for any SPaG errors. Hope you all enjoy :)  MASTERLIST

No one had really enjoyed books. You were the only one who truly loved them. The village would laugh at you, discuss you behind your back for your love of reading. That was until, he took an interest in you. Gaston. He would approach you around the village and ask you what you were reading. He genuinely seemed interested in what you had to say, and would laugh when you got so carried away with your book that you’d walk into a wall or person. He was the war hero, that returned to the village two years prior to when he first asked you about Hamlet, the book that was in your hands at the time. You were glad that he didn’t scoff at the idea of you reading and you found it incredibly endearing when he came up to you one day to announce that he had read Hamlet in its entirety. He gushed over how much he loved it and you spent the entire afternoon discussing the play in question. It was on that day that you and he had his first kiss. From then on, your relationship only grew. The dramatic climax, so far, had been when he’d roped in LeFou to help him perform a scene from ‘Much Ado About Nothing’. He’d taken you outside the village, into one of the many meadows. He had prepared a make-shift stage and he and LeFou had performed the scene where Benedict and Beatrice finally confessed their feelings for one another. LeFou played all the extra characters, whilst Gaston played Benedict. He let you play Beatrice as you knew all the words already. You had loved it, and whilst watching LeFou perform a few lines, your heart swelled with pure love for the man playing your Benedict.
What you hadn’t expected was to turn around to see Gaston on one knee, a small gold band in his hands. You didn’t even let him ask the question. You screamed “Yes” at the top of your lungs and dived hugged him, whilst smashing your lips into his. You were to marry the man of your dreams, someone who cared about you and what you loved. You started planning the wedding almost immediately, and to add onto your joy, you managed to get a position at the Prince’s castle. Gaston had recommended you to the head housekeeper, Mrs Potts, the wife of the town potter; he had told her that you loved reading and Mrs Potts suggested that you should become the new librarian. The old one left after the Prince threw a book at his face. You couldn’t believe your luck. You had a job where you were surrounded by more books than you could comprehend and in less than a month you were to be married.
But that day never came. The Prince made sure of that. You were transformed into a bookstand and Gaston forgot all about you. He became the man he would have been if he hadn’t met you. In the castle you remained in the library, hidden from the rest of the staff. Mrs Potts would visit you along with Chip, but you didn’t venture outside the library. You’d already lost the person you loved the most, so you were determined to keep the books that you loved. In the village, Gaston had taken an interest in a girl named Belle. He told himself it was because she was beautiful, but the reality was that he liked her because she was so much like you.
When Belle first arrived in the castle you had had no desire to see her. Whilst the rest of the staff rambled about how she was the one, you now ever the pessimist, remained upstairs in the library, scoffing at their ill placed hope. The Prince was a monster, and no intelligent woman would want him. So you were surprised to hear that she was staying. You thought her foolish but when Mrs Potts explained that it was to save her father, your initial thought on her intelligence was replaced with pride for her. Although you couldn’t help wonder if she was slightly insane to live with the master. Mrs Potts, ever your informant, came up to you the next day to tell you about the wolves. You were shocked that the master had actually shown compassion to save her. What shocked you even more was that Belle decided to stay with him, to heal him. You couldn’t help but be curious about her. You actually decided to leave the library, after the nine years you’d stayed cooped up, to try and meet her for the first time. It turned out you didn’t have to.
One day, about two weeks after Mrs Potts told you about the attack, the Prince and Belle entered the library. You couldn’t help but gasp slightly at the sight of them. The master hadn’t been in the library since the curse was set and for once, he looked happy. Belle was truly her namesake. You had never seen anyone so beautiful. She was clearly in awe of the library as she stopped abruptly as soon as she entered. You watched silently from your corner, whilst the two of them threw mild mockeries at one another. You smiled to yourself. They were perfect for one another, even if they didn’t know it yet. You couldn’t help but feel slightly upset by their love for one another, as it only made you long to be in the arms of Gaston. Still, you were happy for them.
Almost as quickly as he arrived, the master left leaving Belle alone squealing with delight at the library. You could tell that she didn’t even know where to begin, so with courage you didn’t know you possessed, you stepped out from the shadows to introduce yourself.
“Is there something in particular you’d like to read mademoiselle?” You asked.
Belle leaped up in the air and looked around desperately for the source of the voice. Eventually her eyes tested on you as you made your way towards her.
“Sorry if I startled you. My name’s Y/N, the castle librarian.”
She seemed shocked at your introduction and you didn’t know why until she stated,
“You mean, you read?”
“Yes, it’s one of my passions.” You stated matter-of-factly. “It would be most unusual if they hired a librarian who couldn’t read.”
“But… But you’re a woman.” She stated.
“Well yes I once was. Do you have a problem with that mademoiselle?” You asked slightly angered by her response.
“I’ve never met another woman who likes to read.” She stated. You immediately understood why she said what she had.
“Well now you have. And I’d love to show you around.”
She nodded at your proposal and you gladly showed her every nook and cranny of the library. You even showed her a hidden section, where your personal favourites were stored. You found that you enjoyed her company and realized that you wanted to see her more often.
You saw her practically every day after that. She’d come and pick up several books and read them before coming back in the afternoon to discuss them with you. You even helped her find the castle’s copy of Romeo and Juliet just to spite the master. The master would come in every so often to help Belle with picking out books. He’d roll his eyes at you every time she picked out a romance and you only responded with a look. One day he even came into the library, asking for a romance recommendation. You smirked as you have him ‘King Arthur and the Round Table’.
You and Belle found that over time you talked less about books and more about each other. It was then that you discovered the fate of the village. She was discussing Villeneuve, how no one liked that she could read, and you told her that that had always been the case.
“Yes, no one bar my fiancé, liked that I read.” You had said.
“You’re engaged?” She questioned.
“Well if what you say is true, I was engaged, I doubt my fiancé knows that I exist anymore.”
“I’m sure they still remember you somehow. Love can break any curse.” She encouraged, and you only smiled knowing how much that was true. “Tell me about him.” She said eagerly.
“Well, he was a soldier. The town war hero.” You started and you saw Belle visibly frown. You continued anyway.
“He was so sweet with me. He didn’t care that other people thought I was odd. He even started reading with me, so I could discuss books with someone else.” Belle was visibly shocked by the statement. “He’s the one who got me the job here. He knew I loved to read and recommend me to Mrs Potts for this position. He proposed to me about five months before the curse was cast. It was beautiful. He and his best friend performed a scene from my favourite play, and before I knew it he was down on one knee. I love him so much.” You whispered the last line. If you could cry you knew you would’ve. Belle looked at you and gave you a hug as normal as she could manage. You were a book stand after all. She pulled away and looked at you before asking,
“Is your fiancé Gaston?”
You perked up at the sound of his name.
“Yes! Oh do you know him? How is he?” You let out a slew of questions but stopped when you saw Belle’s face.
“I do know him, but the man you described most certainly isn’t the one I know.”
Your breath hitched in your throat. From Belle’s body language you knew instantly what was wrong.
“He doesn’t remember me does he?”
Belle shook her head and looked down at her lap, clearly wanting to tell you something.
“Tell me Belle, I promise I won’t hate you.”
“He….. He has been trying to gain my affection.”
You nodded curtly. You knew you should’ve felt rage but you didn’t.
“It’s okay Belle. He doesn’t know me anymore, I wouldn’t expect anything less from him.”
“If it makes you feel any better, I know now why he chose me over all the other girls.” She said looking at you. “I’m just like you.”  
You felt pride swell in your chest and you hugged her as best you could. She was your friend, and you couldn’t ever be mad at her.
Life in the castle continued on after the revelation of Gaston. You still loved him, he was cursed after all. One evening, whilst you were busy organizing the desk, after Belle and the Prince had travelled using that cursed book a week prior, (it had upset you to see Belle so sad); Belle came by in a yellow ball gown that you had to admit made you quite jealous. You knew of her dance with the master, and had wished her luck but you were confused as to why she was here, in the library. She rushed to you, and you noticed the mirror gripped in her hand.
“Belle, what are you doing here?”
“I am leaving.” She stated, “My father, he needs me.”
You nodded. “Then I wish you luck my friend.” You told her as you gave her one last hug before she disappeared into the night.
It was a few hours before dawn when Mrs Potts came charging into library in desperate search of you.
“Y/N?” She called out to you. You waddled over to her, concerned.
“What is it Mrs Potts?” You questioned as you approached.
“Invaders!” She simply said. You nodded and followed closely behind her as you left the library for the first time in years.
As you approached the lower levels you could hear the chaos that was occurring down below. Mrs Potts had already sped off to fight so you wandered slowly towards the noises, preparing yourself for war. As you reached the end of one of the castle’s many corridors you noticed a man standing there, his eyes fixed on a mirror the same as Belle’s. You could make out the master’s picture inside it, and you could only assume that he was here to hurt the master, as he had two revolvers and a bow and arrow that were visible. You didn’t want to know what would happen if the master died, but you sure as hell didn’t want to find out. You did the only thing you could think of in the moment. You growled, just like the master used to before Belle came along. You had a lot of practice of mimicking voices as you spent your time in the library acting out various scenes from books. The man instantly turned to where you were. He looked straight past you, down the corridor. As he approached you started to make out his features until it hit you.
“Gaston?” You whispered unintentionally. You smacked yourself internally for your stupidity. Gaston stopped abruptly in the hallway. He had a puzzled expression on his face, wondering why the voice seemed familiar. You saw him struggle to remember and it broke your heart.
“Gaston.” You repeated again and he began walking slowly down the corridor looking for the source of the familiar voice. This was a good sign, he was heading away from the Beast and towards you. You began to shuffle down the corridor, leading him away from the Beast, towards the library. You kept on repeating his name and he became more and more determined to find your body to match your voice.
As you entered the library, you noticed through the windows, Belle on her horse galloping towards the entrance of the castle. You begged her to hurry, unsure of how much longer you could distract Gaston.
Gaston burst into the library a few seconds after you had hidden yourself away.
“Who’s there?” He commanded, nothing but fear in his voice.
“It’s me.” You said aloud, trying not to think about the fact that he didn’t know who you were.
“Who are you?” He bellowed looking for you amongst the shadows.
“It’s me, Y/N.”
He stopped turning abruptly. He recognized your name. He was clearly struggling with himself, fighting about what to do.
“I don’t know you!” He screamed desperately trying to convince himself that what he said was true.
“Yes you do Gaston.” You said as you tried to take a step forward. You couldn’t. Your body was going rigid, the curse finally ending. You saw Gaston desperately trying to search for you. You clung onto your remaining humanity to utter, “Gaston, I love you.” You felt yourself fade away as you stared at him, not hearing him say your name out loud.
The darkness consumed you, for what felt like years. When you opened your eyes you expected to see heaven. You opened your eyes instead to a brown floor. The library’s wooden floor. You looked up slowly to see that you were lying on the ground, hidden behind one of the bookcases. You pushed yourself up with your hands, your human hands. Oh the joy of being human again. You stood slowly, struggling to stay upright after being a book stand for so long. Before you could cheer about your new found humanity, you saw movement in the corner of your eye. You looked through the bookshelf to see Gaston dazed and confused clutching his head.
You slowly made your way around the bookshelf so that you were in his line of sight. He looked at you, and his eyes widened.
“Y/N!” He exclaimed and you both didn’t hesitate before you rushed into each other’s arms, tears rolling down your faces. “You’re alive!” He said whilst he clung to you. You gripped him tightly before looking at him directly in the eyes.
“You’re in big trouble.” You teased before smashing your lips into his. You and he gripped each other desperately as you both melted into the kiss. After deciding that you actually needed to breathe you pulled away, where you just stared lovingly at one another.
“Y/N, I’m so sorry….” He was about to continue but you brought your finger to his lips.
“Shhhh…” You said, “All is forgiven from me. But maybe you should apologise to Belle? Hmm?”
“You know about that?” He said sheepishly.
“Well, friends usually talk about their lives with one another. Me and Belle are no exception.”
He nodded and you both rose from the floor together. You made your way downstairs, towards the foyer, where everyone was gathered. Belle and the Prince were among them. You approached quickly, with Gaston walking slowly behind you. You tapped Belle on the shoulder and she turned to face you.
“Thank you Belle!” You exclaimed as you pulled her into a tight hug. She hugged you back tightly. As you pulled away you said to her, “Someone wishes to apologise to you.” She looked confused but when she saw Gaston approach she instantly understood.
“Belle,” he began, “I am so sorry for everything I ever said to you. For everything I ever did to you. You didn’t deserve it and I hope you can accept my humblest of apologies.”
She smiled, “I forgive you Gaston. I’m glad you make my closest friend so happy, and I apologise for calling you a monster. You were just as cursed as everyone else.” You smiled at her, grateful for her kindness. Gaston turned to you and explained that he had many more apologies to give out. You let him go to find everyone who he had wronged in the past nine years. You knew the list would most likely be extensive. Belle turned to you smiling.
“He’s different to what I knew him to be.”
“Well what can I say,” you said to her jokingly, “I’ve got him wrapped around my finger.”
You both giggled at your remark. You spent the majority of the day, with Belle reuniting with everyone else. LeFou was ecstatic to see you again and he thanked you for being in Gaston’s life, now knowing what he would’ve been like if he hadn’t had met you.
As the day drew to a close, you and Gaston found yourselves alone. He’d apologised to everyone including Maurice, Belle’s father. Maurice was apparently not too impressed by him, but Belle had convinced him that Gaston was a changed man.
“I can’t believe this has happened.” He stated.
“Well it’s not every day that you find your one true love twirling around in a library, a bow in one hand and a mirror in another.” You teased. He picked you up and spun you around.
“For what it’s worth,” he said, “I’d gladly do it again, if it meant you’d laugh at me afterwards.”
You kissed him passionately as you both sat on the steps of the palace. You say there in bliss as you kissed, thinking of the future that you could now finally spend together.
And what a future it was. 

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Kokichi Oma is possibly one of the most perplexing and curious character of the DR franchise. For someone whom the protagonist calls ‘an embodiment of a lie’, he serves as the lie to the player’s truth. But is that really all there is to it? All his actions and dialogues can be put into question when you consider a few ‘hidden truths’ about his character, and he just might very well be the true hero of this ‘game’. 

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Damn the Dark, Damn the Light by Anonymous for messofgorgeouschaos

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“Why is this face of beauty ringing so true?” The genuine confusion in Harry’s voice causes Louis’ chest to painfully twinge. “You’re a complete stranger in my eyes, William Shakespeare, but not in my heart. How is that possible?”

Louis wants to live out every romance plot he has ever written in his own life. He wants to be the protagonist of his own narrative, the hero who finds true love and gets his happy ending. Instead, Louis is stuck with only dreaming of such wild fantasies and writing them down. He can create entire romances in his dreams, yet he can never live one.

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anonymous asked:

I NEED some prompts for a villain trying to redeem themselves for the hero after being given another chance, please! Thank you and have a wonderful day!! ❤️

1) “You still look at me sometimes,” the once-villain said. “And see a monster. Sometimes I think that’s all you’re ever going to see.” 
The hero floundered. 

2) “Hey-” The hero caught hold of the once-villain’s arms, jolting them to a stop. They peered at them, eyes narrowing. The once-villain looked exhausted. “You know, being helpful doesn’t mean you can’t say no. Don’t let them take advantage of you, alright? You’re allowed to stop.” 
The villain stared back in shock. “I - it’s fine. I’m fine.”
“Considering how often I’ve said that because I felt too guilty being anything other than fine, I’m not sure I believe you.” The hero sighed, before easing their grip. “Come on, come with me. You wanna redeem yourself, you can help me with the herbs.” And if they relaxed pottering around a garden, well, no one could prove the hero did it intentionally. 

3) “I’m doing this for you!”
“You shouldn’t be redeeming yourself for me, you should be doing it for your own sake.”
The villain raised their brows. “Baby, you really think I give a fuck about redemption? It’s for you. You are the only thing worth being good for.” 
The hero blinked, stunned. “That’s - I mean - well -”
A rather familiar wicked smirk crossed the once-villain’s face, a gleam in their eyes. But it was softer now than they used to be. “My life belongs to you, the second you saved it. Saved me,” they continued. “I’m yours.”
“You’re teasing me,” the hero mumbled. 
Perhaps, but only because the words were devastatingly true.