Sometimes, a fic doesn't have to get published, it can just be a series of messages on a Discord channel, between a dedicated group of friends going "oooh, you know what else would be cool?" continuously over a period of weeks and months :)

This is the closest I've ever gotten to making up stories around a fire with friends btw.

Me, in a hushed voice, dramatically, while roasting a marshmallow over the fire: And so... The Blorbo that was sad and alone... Was not alone anymore.

My friends, collectively, every single time (while also roasting marshmallows): Oh my god, The Blorbo wasn't alone anymore... 😭😭😭

This is entirely valid and I think we as a society have put so much value on completed, polished narratives that we forget how this kind of storytelling can be just as much fun. Maybe you aren't a novelist, and can't polish it into a traditional novel-style story... But who cares? It was fun to make , it was fun to hear, and that's what really matters.

it’s almost midnight but i am here on Tumblr Dot Com to let everyone know that a fantastic and underused trope is “uses terms of endearment only when under huge amounts of stress.”

Like some character is fairly formal or is just not a pet names person but then they get a panicked phone call from a loved one and the first words out of their mouth are “Sweetheart, what happened?” 

Team “I-only-ever-use-your-first-name” going “Oh, jesus fuck, love, I’m so glad you’re safe” or “Okay, darling, you know I love you but I need some space to fix this giant mess” and everyone around them is like “oh god we have reached Pet Names Level Bad, that’s not good” 

this is the new trope I am championing, I would like it to be the Hot New Thing

If you like this trope, you may also be interested in:

Cool and aloof characters who only use titles, nicknames, or surnames. Until the Dramatic Moment™

@bibliothekara Emmy this post is both our jams

English Pronunciation

If you can pronounce correctly every word in this poem, you will be speaking English better than 90% of the native English speakers in the world.

After trying the verses, a Frenchman said he’d prefer six months of hard labour to reading six lines aloud.

Think that’s bad? It’s the short version…

I got 100% correct, but can see how this would be a horror for anyone not brought up with it, and even the full version (mostly) avoids the true daftness of family names like Marjoribanks (martsh-banx), Featherstonehaugh (fan-shaw), Menzies (ming-gis) and the rest. Cholmondely (chum-lee) does get a mention.

This site shows (using International Phonetic Alphabet to catch the subtle shifts) that the British and American pronunciations are different, but wisely doesn’t get into the regional-accent variations from either source.

It also avoids pointing out how some words have the same spelling but  different pronunciations and different meanings: “does” can be “duz” (he does like whiskey) also “dohs” (two deer, two female deer) and “bass” can be “bahss”, a fish and a brand of beer, as well as “bayss”, deep-toned music, voices and instruments (bass guitar, bass drum etc.).

Chaos (pronounced kay-os not tshay-os) is a good name for it.

Here’s the full version of 274 lines (source):

Gerard Nolst Trenité - The Chaos (1922)

Dearest creature in creation Studying English pronunciation,   I will teach you in my verse   Sounds like corpse, corps, horse and worse.

I will keep you, Susy, busy, Make your head with heat grow dizzy;   Tear in eye, your dress you’ll tear;   Queer, fair seer, hear my prayer.

Pray, console your loving poet, Make my coat look new, dear, sew it!   Just compare heart, hear and heard,   Dies and diet, lord and word.

Sword and sward, retain and Britain (Mind the latter how it’s written).   Made has not the sound of bade,   Say-said, pay-paid, laid but plaid.

Now I surely will not plague you With such words as vague and ague,   But be careful how you speak,   Say: gush, bush, steak, streak, break, bleak ,

Previous, precious, fuchsia, via Recipe, pipe, studding-sail, choir;   Woven, oven, how and low,   Script, receipt, shoe, poem, toe.

Say, expecting fraud and trickery: Daughter, laughter and Terpsichore,   Branch, ranch, measles, topsails, aisles,   Missiles, similes, reviles.

Wholly, holly, signal, signing, Same, examining, but mining,   Scholar, vicar, and cigar,   Solar, mica, war and far.

From “desire”: desirable-admirable from “admire”, Lumber, plumber, bier, but brier,   Topsham, brougham, renown, but known,   Knowledge, done, lone, gone, none, tone,

One, anemone, Balmoral, Kitchen, lichen, laundry, laurel.   Gertrude, German, wind and wind,   Beau, kind, kindred, queue, mankind,

Tortoise, turquoise, chamois-leather, Reading, Reading, heathen, heather.   This phonetic labyrinth   Gives moss, gross, brook, brooch, ninth, plinth.

Have you ever yet endeavoured To pronounce revered and severed,   Demon, lemon, ghoul, foul, soul,   Peter, petrol and patrol?

Billet does not end like ballet; Bouquet, wallet, mallet, chalet.   Blood and flood are not like food,   Nor is mould like should and would.

Banquet is not nearly parquet, Which exactly rhymes with khaki.   Discount, viscount, load and broad,   Toward, to forward, to reward,

Ricocheted and crocheting, croquet? Right! Your pronunciation’s OK.   Rounded, wounded, grieve and sieve,   Friend and fiend, alive and live.

Is your r correct in higher? Keats asserts it rhymes Thalia.   Hugh, but hug, and hood, but hoot,   Buoyant, minute, but minute.

Say abscission with precision, Now: position and transition;   Would it tally with my rhyme   If I mentioned paradigm?

Twopence, threepence, tease are easy, But cease, crease, grease and greasy?   Cornice, nice, valise, revise,   Rabies, but lullabies.

Of such puzzling words as nauseous, Rhyming well with cautious, tortious,   You’ll envelop lists, I hope,   In a linen envelope.

Would you like some more? You’ll have it! Affidavit, David, davit.   To abjure, to perjure. Sheik   Does not sound like Czech but ache.

Liberty, library, heave and heaven, Rachel, loch, moustache, eleven.   We say hallowed, but allowed,   People, leopard, towed but vowed.

Mark the difference, moreover, Between mover, plover, Dover.   Leeches, breeches, wise, precise,   Chalice, but police and lice,

Camel, constable, unstable, Principle, disciple, label.   Petal, penal, and canal,   Wait, surmise, plait, promise, pal,

Suit, suite, ruin. Circuit, conduit Rhyme with “shirk it” and “beyond it”,   But it is not hard to tell   Why it’s pall, mall, but Pall Mall.

Muscle, muscular, gaol, iron, Timber, climber, bullion, lion,   Worm and storm, chaise, chaos, chair,   Senator, spectator, mayor,

Ivy, privy, famous; clamour Has the a of drachm and hammer.   Pussy, hussy and possess,   Desert, but desert, address.

Golf, wolf, countenance, lieutenants Hoist in lieu of flags left pennants.   Courier, courtier, tomb, bomb, comb,   Cow, but Cowper, some and home.

“Solder, soldier! Blood is thicker”, Quoth he, “than liqueur or liquor”,   Making, it is sad but true,   In bravado, much ado.

Stranger does not rhyme with anger, Neither does devour with clangour.   Pilot, pivot, gaunt, but aunt,   Font, front, wont, want, grand and grant.

Arsenic, specific, scenic, Relic, rhetoric, hygienic.   Gooseberry, goose, and close, but close,   Paradise, rise, rose, and dose.

Say inveigh, neigh, but inveigle, Make the latter rhyme with eagle.   Mind! Meandering but mean,   Valentine and magazine.

And I bet you, dear, a penny, You say mani-(fold) like many,   Which is wrong. Say rapier, pier,   Tier (one who ties), but tier.

Arch, archangel; pray, does erring Rhyme with herring or with stirring?   Prison, bison, treasure trove,   Treason, hover, cover, cove,

Perseverance, severance. Ribald Rhymes (but piebald doesn’t) with nibbled.   Phaeton, paean, gnat, ghat, gnaw,   Lien, psychic, shone, bone, pshaw.

Don’t be down, my own, but rough it, And distinguish buffet, buffet;   Brood, stood, roof, rook, school, wool, boon,   Worcester, Boleyn, to impugn.

Say in sounds correct and sterling Hearse, hear, hearken, year and yearling.   Evil, devil, mezzotint,   Mind the z! (A gentle hint.)

Now you need not pay attention To such sounds as I don’t mention,   Sounds like pores, pause, pours and paws,   Rhyming with the pronoun yours;

Nor are proper names included, Though I often heard, as you did,   Funny rhymes to unicorn,   Yes, you know them, Vaughan and Strachan.

No, my maiden, coy and comely, I don’t want to speak of Cholmondeley.   No. Yet Froude compared with proud   Is no better than McLeod.

But mind trivial and vial, Tripod, menial, denial,   Troll and trolley, realm and ream,   Schedule, mischief, schism, and scheme.

Argil, gill, Argyll, gill. Surely May be made to rhyme with Raleigh,   But you’re not supposed to say   Piquet rhymes with sobriquet.

Had this invalid invalid Worthless documents? How pallid,   How uncouth he, couchant, looked,   When for Portsmouth I had booked!

Zeus, Thebes, Thales, Aphrodite, Paramour, enamoured, flighty,   Episodes, antipodes,   Acquiesce, and obsequies.

Please don’t monkey with the geyser, Don’t peel ‘taters with my razor,   Rather say in accents pure:   Nature, stature and mature.

Pious, impious, limb, climb, glumly, Worsted, worsted, crumbly, dumbly,   Conquer, conquest, vase, phase, fan,   Wan, sedan and artisan.

The th will surely trouble you More than r, ch or w.   Say then these phonetic gems:   Thomas, thyme, Theresa, Thames.

Thompson, Chatham, Waltham, Streatham, There are more but I forget ‘em-   Wait! I’ve got it: Anthony,   Lighten your anxiety.

The archaic word albeit Does not rhyme with eight-you see it;   With and forthwith, one has voice,   One has not, you make your choice.

Shoes, goes, does *. Now first say: finger; Then say: singer, ginger, linger.   Real, zeal, mauve, gauze and gauge,   Marriage, foliage, mirage, age,

Hero, heron, query, very, Parry, tarry fury, bury,   Dost, lost, post, and doth, cloth, loth,   Job, Job, blossom, bosom, oath.

Faugh, oppugnant, keen oppugners, Bowing, bowing, banjo-tuners   Holm you know, but noes, canoes,   Puisne, truism, use, to use?

Though the difference seems little, We say actual, but victual,   Seat, sweat, chaste, caste, Leigh, eight, height,   Put, nut, granite, and unite.

Reefer does not rhyme with deafer, Feoffer does, and zephyr, heifer.   Dull, bull, Geoffrey, George, ate, late,   Hint, pint, senate, but sedate.

Gaelic, Arabic, pacific, Science, conscience, scientific;   Tour, but our, dour, succour, four,   Gas, alas, and Arkansas.

Say manoeuvre, yacht and vomit, Next omit, which differs from it   Bona fide, alibi   Gyrate, dowry and awry.

Sea, idea, guinea, area, Psalm, Maria, but malaria.   Youth, south, southern, cleanse and clean,   Doctrine, turpentine, marine.

Compare alien with Italian, Dandelion with battalion,   Rally with ally; yea, ye,   Eye, I, ay, aye, whey, key, quay!

Say aver, but ever, fever, Neither, leisure, skein, receiver.   Never guess-it is not safe,   We say calves, valves, half, but Ralf.

Starry, granary, canary, Crevice, but device, and eyrie,   Face, but preface, then grimace,   Phlegm, phlegmatic, ass, glass, bass.

Bass, large, target, gin, give, verging, Ought, oust, joust, and scour, but scourging;   Ear, but earn; and ere and tear   Do not rhyme with here but heir.

Mind the o of off and often Which may be pronounced as orphan,   With the sound of saw and sauce;   Also soft, lost, cloth and cross.

Pudding, puddle, putting. Putting? Yes: at golf it rhymes with shutting.   Respite, spite, consent, resent.   Liable, but Parliament.

Seven is right, but so is even, Hyphen, roughen, nephew, Stephen,   Monkey, donkey, clerk and jerk,   Asp, grasp, wasp, demesne, cork, work.

A of valour, vapid vapour, S of news (compare newspaper),   G of gibbet, gibbon, gist,   I of antichrist and grist,

Differ like diverse and divers, Rivers, strivers, shivers, fivers.   Once, but nonce, toll, doll, but roll,   Polish, Polish, poll and poll.

Pronunciation-think of Psyche!- Is a paling, stout and spiky.   Won’t it make you lose your wits   Writing groats and saying “grits”?

It’s a dark abyss or tunnel Strewn with stones like rowlock, gunwale,   Islington, and Isle of Wight,   Housewife, verdict and indict.

Don’t you think so, reader, rather, Saying lather, bather, father?   Finally, which rhymes with enough,   Though, through, bough, cough, hough, sough, tough??

Hiccough has the sound of sup… My advice is: GIVE IT UP!

I like to consider myself pretty well-read. I’d like to think my vocabulary is fairly large. English is my primary language, and I’ve spoken it my entire life.

WHAT IS THIS. I can read most of it, but I’ve never come across a good portion of these words. Aver, quay, and demesne are just a couple. Brougham and ague? Not a clue. The abridged version of the poem is fairly simple; I can read it pretty easily. But the full version is a disaster.

What adds to the fun (cough) is the way many words have two or more different forms of pronunciation even when their spelling and meaning doesn’t change, and the way the writer of the poem has wickedly included archaic words which aren’t in common use any more.

Fans of historical fiction might recognise them more readily; so might people living where I do (Ireland), or indeed people who in their long-ago younger days (me again) read a dictionary cover-to-cover like a novel because nobody told them that wasn’t how to do it.

Here’s the quintet mentioned by @ensign-yasters-personal-log​.

aver (ah'verr) = to state or declare (archaic, also legal).

I couldn’t find a suitable illo for that one.

quay (key) = a long platform running parallel to the shore (a pier stuck out perpendicular to it) for unloading ships. Now often seen as street names along riversides and ex-dockland areas, such as in Dublin etc.

demesne (d'mean / dumayn = land attached to a Big House or, quite often, a rectory. Again, now often just road signs showing where they once were, although there’s a real one near us complete with mature trees, lake and long driveway. It’s an interesting turnabout that, in both examples, the Irish version shows a much clearer indication than English of how the word should sound.

Brougham (broo'um / brohm) = a light 4-wheeled carriage usually drawn by just one horse. Here’s one drawn by just one Sidney Paget for a “Sherlock Holmes” story.

ague (ay'gew) = the old name for a shaking fever like malaria. I’ve no idea if it’s a part of pl-ague.

Apparently it comes French “fievre aigue” (acute fever) and at a guess English already had “fever” and just stole borrowed the “acute” part to describe similar-but-more-extreme symptoms. Or not.

English can often seem like a heap of rowlocks (get that pronunciation right) which is, I suppose, part of its charm.

Though never forget that in folklore, charmed people often didn’t enjoy the experience…

One of my favorite hobbies is thinking about the fucked up implications of this fantasy world map my parents got me for christmas

[Image ID: photo of a map. On the left side of the map is Middle Earth, with the Shire and Mordor labeled. To the direct right of Mordor is Whoville.]

I FOUND THE FULL ONE AND ITS SO MUCH MORE CHAOTIC.

HYRULE SHOOK ME TO MY CORE!

THIS WORD HAS TWO KINGDOMS RULES BY A BEING IN A TOWER!

The existence of Oz and Neverland is wild too. Does this mean that there is a REAL Earth outside of this? Could Wendy hang out in Westeros?

Wait a minute... why is Westeros in the fucking East?

Also, the sized of things are all borked.

anyways yes i’ve started my leverage rewatch, despite the fact i finished the show literally two days ago. anyways when nate said he’d chased parker and eliot and hardison at some point or another. i want to know why and how. we got that one brief flashback of nate and sophie shooting each other but like. did eliot punch nate in the face one time. did hardison lock nate in an elevator before. did parker completely lift nate’s wallet just for funsies.

Hi, Clair. I’d like to come in and talk with you. Would that be all right?

This is the Batman we need to see more often. The one who remembers what it was like to be a scared child, one who knows how to handle situations delicately.

One of the reason why I love batman so much. He is portrayed as a very careful and guarded man. But he is probably the most human out of anyone. It’s why he is the knight that gotham deserves. 

Re: that last panel - 

Batman, when he’s written correctly, is an extremely compassionate person. 

I always feel the need to reblog this because it’s definitely something I feel was lost in the Nolan films. 

The thing about Bruce is he believes he is not a good man, but he is.

“I’m stepping a little closer now, okay?”

That sentence means so much

I always see this post without the follow up, which is my favorite part

To quote Red from OSP - “Can you imagine your Batman comforting a scared child? If yes, congratulations, that’s a genuine Batman! If no, you haven’t written Batman, you’ve just written Punisher in a funny hat.”

!!!

Oh that last bit 👀🖤🖤🖤

A personal response to bad fic comments

So I’m in fandom spaces basically all the time, this is not news if you know me at all. It’s probably why you follow me. 

In the past 6 months - 1 year, my friends and I have been noticing a bit of an uptick on Bad Comments to our fanfics. We’ve noticed this on our fics. We’ve noticed this on other’s fics. 

We don’t have statistics - that’d be near impossible to collect, anyway, but it seems they’re on the rise. As I’m starting to publish more fic lately, I want to share my personal policy on this - and that is the fact that I’m not going to tolerate bad comments on my fanfic.

(I will happily also step in for other fanauthors, as well - though I do only do this with permission of the fic’s author.)

My stock reply to bad comments is below. You may borrow and use it freely, no credit needed.

If the comment isn’t “entitled” but falls into another bad category, it’s usually outright harassment and will get both an immediate block and a report to AO3, or whoever the hostsite winds up being.

I have three questions I ask before sending this message:

1. Did they say anything at all about the fic they’re commenting on, and was it nice?

For a bad comment, the answer to this is “no”.

2. Does the comment ask or demand something of me, as a fanauthor.

For a bad comment, the answer is “yes”.

Comments that are entitled will have both qualifications. They will get the stock reply above.  If they only fit one of the questions, I will consider a more mollified report. 

I already know what people are going to argue when they read this - 

Okay first of all, I am autistic myself and am perfectly capable of fucking manners and learning social norms, so I resent the automatic implication some of y’all have that all neurospicy people are inherently rude or vice versa. 

Secondly, that is why I left the phone options. If the commenter wants to be better they can use them as a jumping off point for the future conversation. If they legitimately want to learn how to not be a dick in fandom they can reach out.

They they can politely go “oh shit, my bad,” apologize to me, and leave a real fucking meaningful comment.

If you want to use this policy, go ahead. If you don’t, that’s fine too. If you think that this is a piece of shit policy then feel free to ignore this post and, in the future, everything I say and write.

In the meantime, I’ve been in fandom for over two decades now. So this Fandom Old is gonna enforce etiquette in her spaces and live her best fandom life.

Have a good evening, everyone. 

Tholme felt more than saw Quinlan flop down next to him, gangly limbs tucked under the robe with the foal grace of youth.

Quinlan looked thoughtfully across the expanse laid before them, his eyes darting to Tholme as he pursed his lips, brows lowering deliberately before raising them again.

Tholme felt his own frown deepen in curiosity, watching the same happening with Quinlan’s features.

“Humbling, isn’t it,” he said after a moment, indicating the view in front of them.

Quinlan nodded solemnly. “Indeed, Master,” he replied in a too deep voice that cracked into an octave higher. Color flushed his cheeks and Tholme watched his padawan slump into himself. “I can’t do it,” he coughed out, voice falling back into its usual timbre.

That was new. “What can’t you do, dear padawan?”

“Look serious like you,” Quinlan complained with the slightest of whine Tholme would never point out. “My whole face just… hurts! I have no idea how you manage it.”

The laugh cracked out of him wholly unintentional, fondness rushing through him, as Quinlan fell further into a pout. He nudged him with his shoulder, still smiling. “Quinlan, you have no face for frowning like this old man. Embrace the stars in your heart and let your face reflect them as you want, not as you think you should.”

“Like Master Yoda at Temple Bingo?”

“That might be too much reflection,” he commented drily, watching the smile settle back where it belonged as Quinlan leaned against him.

for @bewize-blog and @foreverchangingfandomsao3 who helped me a lot with this one

This graphic is fabulous. It represents a tiny crash course in rhetoric. Learn these things. Put them on your wall. Whisper them into the breeze. These are THINGS TO KNOW.

Yeesssssssssss.

Interesting

Bookmark this shit and the next time someone begins gobbling nonsense at you on a social network, instead of engaging, point them to this handy chart. Also useful: Thought Catalog’s “How To Have A Rational Conversation“ flowchart.

This.

less "the world around the Jedi seems Creepy because the Force" type eldritch horror and more "the Jedi exude a calmness and make things around them peaceful and nice because the Force" type eldritch 'horror' please and thank you.

Everyone in your world can teleport within 10 feet of the person they love the most. Your best friend wonders how you always seem to be there just when they need you.

State Farm puts out a series of joking commercials. The punch line being that of all the people in your insurance agent’s life, you’re the one they care about most- you’re the person they can teleport to.

It’s bold of them to joke about something so controversial. After all, who your ‘port is can make or break a relationship. Study after study has been done on the ‘port between parent and child and psychiatrists are always analyzing your ‘port history.

The commercials are tacky, too. They make fun of the power inherent in a person’s greatest love. That’s what a ‘port is, after all, your love for someone being strong enough to take you to wherever they are. All in all State Farm’s “good neighbor” commercials leave people shaking their heads and laughing uncomfortably.

Caitlyn’s not laughing when a man brings a gun to her school.

Her class is on the yard and there’s no warning- he’s just there, with a gun, and her kids are frozen.

Mickey’s too close too close and not moving and the man is turning the gun towards him. Mickey’s only 8 and he drives her nuts most days. He cries and screams and he runs away and he makes things up and he loves his mom and his sister and he cried when Caitlyn got stitches and she loves him she loves him she loves him.

She feels a moment of disorientation and suddenly she’s between the man and the boy.

She doesn’t hesitate, just wraps herself around Mickey. Then she closes her eyes and reaches inside herself for the first-easiest-always, thinks I love you I love you I love you and feels the shift of the ‘port.

And her eyes land on Zeke, who is jerking to his feet in shock, and she feels a huge wave of relief. Zeke’s been her ‘port since they were months old and her aunt got up one morning to find two babies in the crib instead of one. These days they usually plan their visits and Caitlyn’s never brought a kid before, so Zeke has questions in his eyes.

Before he can voice any, she’s pushing Mickey towards him and gasping out “I have to go back-”

And she’s thinking of the next closest kid, Jasper, one of her rough and tumble boys, he’s so big, 8 years old and almost as tall as her, Jazz is learning to control his temper and his energy but there’s a sweetness to him that comes out at the oddest moments. It’s easy to declare I love I love I love and then she’s grabbing Jazz and sending herself back to Zeke’s shelter.

He’s a little more prepared this time, reaching out to steady her and guide Jazz away while she turns her thoughts and heart to the next kid.

And she’s gone and grabbing Topher, her sweet boy who listens and cares and tries, and they’re back to Zeke.

And she’s gone and grabbing Zornitsa, her scampy little comedian, and back to Zeke.

And she’s gone and grabbing Ariel and Kaho and Clarissa, her gymnast trio with their fierceness and their determination, and back to Zeke.

This time she thinks to shrug her backpack off and gasp out “There’s a list- in the emergency folder-”

And then she’s gone again.

When she reaches for Heidi, her zippy little miss who won’t touch fruit and loves worms and has grown so much, that she lands inside. She pulls Heidi and Adela into her arms and shifts back to Zeke.

Her kids are away from the man with the gun and she feels shaky. She takes a couple breaths, bracing her hands on her thighs. Then she thinks of passion-dedication-exasperation, guide and guidee, and wraps that all around her I love I love I love.

The next moment she’s in a closet turned office made all the smaller by the crush of people in it. She looks up at her boss as several kids stifle startled yelps and Colin looks back with wide eyes under his tangled mop of curls.

“What-” he starts to ask.

“Third grade was on the yard, there wasn’t time to get indoors, but I think I got them all safe,” Caitlyn tells him.

“How?” he asks.

“Like this,” she says, voice tinged with hysterical laughter.

She wraps her arms around Carmela, Elizaveta, Winona, and Joanna and reaches for Zeke. She drops the girls off and goes back to Colin, who goggles.

“I know you need to stay on site, but I thought you should know that I’m evacuating our kids,” Caitlyn tells him.

Colin shakes off his astonishment and squares his lanky shoulders.

“Can you get to kinder?” he asks, eyes lighting up.

“Yes,” Caitlyn says, “with Nancy there that will be easy.”

“Get them all out,” Colin says, “and tell Nancy to start listing who is safe, have her message me.”

“Will do,” she says with a nod. She grabs the three remaining kids and takes them to Zeke.

She thinks of Nancy then, they have different classes this year but they’re still brain mates, still the team, and it’s easy to wrap finishing each others sentences and communicating without words around her I love I love I love.

Nancy startles when she appears, and several of the babies scream. Team Kinder moves into action, hushing and calming. Nancy just waits, meeting Caitlyn’s eyes.

“Colin sent me, I’m evacuating you guys,” Caitlyn explains. “I can take as many as I can hold at a time. How do you want to do this?”

Nancy nods once.

“Start with Mr. Mason and Bashir and Rafael,” Nancy says. “I’ll have the next group ready when you get back.

Caitlyn nods and grabs them.

Things go pretty smoothly after that. Nancy sends kinder off a group at a time and then quickly takes control of the chaotic crowd that Caitlyn has already saved.

Caitlyn moves on grade by grade, finding her way to the colleagues she is so so grateful to work with.

By the time the cops secure the man with the gun, the school is empty, everyone 150 miles away.

When they ask later how she did it she looks right at them.

“Love is love,” she says, “there’s no such thing as more or less,” she shakes her head slightly, “it’s not quantifiable, there’s no scale that can measure it, love is.”

Wow

THEIR GRANDMOTHERS SET THEM UP FROM BEYOND THE GRAVE~!

this is the kind of romcom the world needs more of.

Bruce Wayne, sitting in a cute eco-friendly cafe while on a video call with Tim: Oh Noooo, are you sure there’s no way the board of directors will let us get rid of this old decrepit Wayne Factory building that is unsafe for our workers and also for the surrounding environment?

CEO Tim, with equal gravitas: No, I’m afraid they just won’t budge. It technically meets legal requirements on paper, and we can’t prove that the chemicals affecting the local ecosystem are from the out-of-date drainage system… they’re saying it would cost too much to fix the place up too, which is ridiculous, because we’re us, but our hands are tied…

Bruce, full Brucie himbo mode: Oh I just feel so SAD for all the sweet fluffy animals and the pretty flowers and especially our hard workers dealing with such unsafe conditions… I think I’ll give them all a nice short vacation this weekend, so the ENTIRE PLACE will be EMPTY and SHUT DOWN from FRIDAY TO TUESDAY, the SECURITY SYSTEM WILL BE DOWN because it’s just so GLITCHY, I’m sure no one will do anything about the ENVIRONMENTAL STAIN ON OUR COMPANIES NAME THAT WILL BE COMPLETELY ABANDONED FROM FRIDAY TO TUESDAY- Timmy do you think I’m being too subtle?

Tim, snickering: no no you’re doing great Bruce I’m sure they’ve got it

Poison Ivy, on a date the next table over: ( ‘-‘)-☕️

Harley, through tears of repressed laughter: so… we doing anythin’ this weekend?

Hello, Sherlock Holmes adaptation writer. I have trapped you in this room. It is fully furnished and comfortable. On the table, you will notice a copy of A Scandal in Bohemia by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, of which redistribution is perfectly legal, as the work is in the public domain. You will notice it is rather thin. You have 24 hours to read the approximately 8,550 words in this story. To exit this room, all you must do is summarize the plot of the story without referring to Irene Adler as a seductress or implying she is attracted to Sherlock Holmes. Good luck.

The door opens to reveal Steven Moffat’s desiccated corpse

i feel so bad for nikola tesla like imagine spending years beefing with a guy who has conned the public into believing he's some sort of supergenius when in reality it's his overworked employees developing all of his world-changing inventions and you end up dying broke and starving and alone and then 100 years later another guy cons the public into believing he's some sort of supergenius when in reality it's his overworked employees developing all of his world-changing inventions and he's doing it all IN YOUR NAME. he must be rolling in his grave like a fucking rotisserie chicken

His ghost is setting those cars on fire actually

I hadn’t really considered “the agnostic demigod of electromagnetism is the reason Musk’s companies fail” before, but I like the concept. 

my friend asked me to pretend to be her boyfriend because her parents are homophobic af but they ended up hating me so much that they were glad when she said she was gay task failed successfully

okay so

yes

The idea that Kanan was somehow rejecting the teachings of the Order by being in a relationship with Hera is just... A weird take. As is the idea that the Council or any other Master would have disapproved had they been alive to see it.

There's plenty of instances of Hera and Kanan showing they're both ready to protect innocent people or carry out important missions no matter what, and they both know how to go on without the other, and Kanan specifically asks Ezra to plan the mission to rescue Hera because he knows his own judgment is clouded by his emotions. That's not rejecting Jedi teachings, that's like Jedi 101 - How To Romance, Done Right. That just about screams 'I know love is both powerful and dangerous and I'm making sure I know when and how to let go, and especially let go of my need to control the situation.' If we were meant to think Kanan was angsting over his relationship, or was giving the """"attachment rule"""" the finger, you'd think that would have come up at any point, but it didn't. Kanan's issues with reconnecting with his past as a Jedi were fear and self-doubt, not 'I dOn'T thInk atTAchEmENt iS bAD AcsHUaLLy aNd tHe OrdER waS wROnG'

(Fear and self-doubt that he faces when he takes Ezra as his apprentice, which allows him to connect with Yoda in the Temple of Lothal as a Jedi, and be knighted for good as a Jedi. When he takes the very last steps in reclaiming his full identity as a member of the Jedi Order, as Caleb Dume, he still kisses Hera - because his relationship with her is in no way a rejection of his roots.)

But maybe he wasn't rejecting the old teachings but rather improving them? Because he understands how to balance romance and the Jedi way, and he could have had that even as a PT era Jedi because he just gets it, and the well-meaning but blind Order would have changed their rules after seeing the light? Like... No. The one reason why he can be in a committed relationship with Hera when he couldn't have had that as a Jedi living within the Order is so simple guys - there is no longer an Order to be essentially married to. Kanan is basically living Obi-Wan's year on the run as his whole life, but there's no Temple to come back to, and no Republic he's sworn his life to as a neutral diplomat/peacekeeper waiting for him. To push the metaphor to an outrageous degree, Kanan's fiancé died before the wedding and so he's free to remarry. There's no neutrality to uphold, there's no Republic missions to go on leaving his spouse behind, there's no longer hundreds of younglings to teach and take care of as a community, there's no longer a Temple to maintain, there are none of the duties of communal living. Kanan and Hera's relationship working so well isn't a gotcha to the Jedi who came before him, it's different circumstances.

But finally, the idea that the PT era Masters would either begrudge him the happiness or go "oh yeah, attachment is good actually, why didn't we ever consider it?" is dumb, big time. How do I know that? Because we do see a Jedi reacting to Kanan's new life - Yoda. And how does he react to Kanera? He doesn't. Because it's not the point of Kanan story and has never been, and if it was something that would have been a point of contention to him or any other Jedi, it'd have been presented as such, but it never was. Most Prequels Jedi we know would be happy that Kanan found a strong, supportive, loving partner to help him through all these years spent hiding and running, and it'd change diddly squat about the way the Order works.

Like, seriously, there's no need to 'question whether attachment is good' for a Jedi to be happy about Kanan and Hera - they aren't Anakin and Padmé. It's totally different circumstances, handled well.

The relationship between Kanan and Hera wouldn’t be allowed. The Jedi do not allow romantic relationships just like they do not allow familial relationships.

From TCW 606 The Rise of Clovis:

Obi-Wan: Anakin, I understand to a degree what is going on. You’ve met Satine. You know I once harbored feelings for her. It’s not that we’re not allowed to have these feelings. It’s natural.

Anakin: Senator Amidala and I are simply friends.

Obi-Wan: And friends you must remain. As a Jedi, it is essential you make the right choice, Anakin, for the Order.

Anakin: I understand my responsibilities.

Kanan would be told to make the right choice for the Order.

From Dark Disciple:

The Jedi cultivated a practice of nonattachment, which had always served them well. Few understood, though, that while specific, individual bonds such as romantic love or family were forbidden, the Jedi were not ashamed of compassion.

These canon sources make it crystal clear Kanan would not be allowed to have a relationship with Hera. If he wanted one Kanan would be shown the door.

Soooooo, that's my two main points right here. Romantic feelings in and of themselves aren't forbidden, the problem is commitment, when Jedi are already committed to the Order. Which Kanan can't be, because there is no more Order.

"Kanan would be told to make the right choice for the Order."

Yes! If there was still an Order! Which there isn't! So nobody would ask him to make a choice! Because romantic feelings are natural and not forbidden!

If Kanan had wanted a committed relationship with Hera while committed to the Order that wouldn't have been possible, on that we agree, but the context is different in Rebels precisely because there is no more Order - and if there had been other Jedi around during Rebels, what I was saying is that they wouldn't have disapproved of the relationship, again, because of the context.

Okay, so I find Riyo Chuchi to be a really interesting character, and this scene from the episode “Trespass” in season one is a fascinating look into her as a person and it’s a fascinating look into the Republic’s political climate at the beginning of the war. This entire episode is a chilling (ha) reminder of how little power the Jedi have, and this interaction is a brilliant one to include.

Because while Riyo isn’t one of the main protagonists, she’s still meant to be a sympathetic character, a character we like and a character we want to succeed. We know that she’s friends with Ahsoka, and we know that she’s at least friendly with Padme. Hell, right after this scene she has a kickass speech and saves the day! Riyo is pretty undeniably portrayed as a good guy to the viewer.

But Riyo still does a pretty huge fandom no-no, for lack of a better way to put it.

Because in this episode, Senator Riyo Chuchi asks the Jedi to negotiate on her planet’s behalf, and when the Council member present says that they can’t, Senator Chuchi changes her tone, and orders them to.

Now, thankfully, Riyo Chuchi is also a logical character, so when Obi-Wan tells her why he said no, she doesn’t fight him on it any further. But it still is fascinating to think about, because… the Jedi serve the Senate. Because even a Senator who’s friends with the “good guys” has no with issue using that fact to her advantage. Because the look that Obi-Wan and Anakin send each other implies that this has absolutely happened before.

It’s just… interesting to think about.

(But also, seriously, the implications throughout this entire episode are kind of horrifying??? Like, within the first two minutes of this episode, we see the Chairman, uh, remind Obi-Wan and Anakin that the Jedi serve the Senate, aka Senator Chuchi in this case, and Riyo then confirms that, leading to Obi-Wan standing down. And that’s pretty much the tone of the entire of the episode! It’s wack.)

Yes! There is reason why I particularly often rewatch this episode. 

We see in this arc that yes, Jedi served the Senate and the Senate tried to abuse it sometime. They wanted Jedi help but most of time they tried to make Jedi do their leg work and when Jedi suggested better choice they didn’t hesitated to tell them they have no right to meddle themselves. 

Chi Cho previously also not afraid to remind them that they served the senate and exert Riyo’s position to make Obi-Wan relent. 

This is obviously just tid bits but from the whole episode but even a character as sweet and kind like Riyo could try to exert the power of senate then people who are less pleasant would be abuse it even worse. 

So, this is also insight that this is actually common occurrence that Senate want Jedi help, but it have to fit what they considering helping. Chi Cho only want the help if its mean they can win him  war with the Talz.  

Jedi could help, but they wouldn’t come around meddling with someone’s else planet internal matter without consideration. That would be a bad move and thinking you can solve someone planet and meddling just sounds like what happens in the irl when a certain country trying to meddle in behalf of the “world”. 

Jedi would help when people let them to help, but helping/advising people who didn’t want their help/advice would end up fell into deaf ears which is the entire episode tone with Chi Cho. 

Which the reason why this is contrasting with Riyo’s choice because she eventually listen. It matter because otherwise the peace with The Talz won’t be possible, if she didn’t try to contact the Speaker of the Assembly which where Anakin and Obi-Wan asked her if there no one can give her authorization to take over, which also when in the scene in original post she listened to Obi-Wan’s words. 

That’s the thing, Something could only change for better, if the Politician decided to actually listen instead went around with their own. 

For better, things tho. This ep definitely shaped Riyo’s character because the next time we meet her again, she become more assertive and understand her position. 

This little scene with Obi-Wan also pretty sweet because you can tell Riyo take it to heart and Obi-Wan’s wish for peace is palpable

Anyway sorry for the additions OP! It was a good post ^^