#i was also waiting to go to six flags for some reason but it was already very dark out

[dean-winchesters-clit]

Okay y’all, we need to talk about the OFMD season 2 trailer

Or, lack thereof.

Listen, I’m also frustrated. I want some sort of update too, something concrete that we can sink our teeth into. However, I think the memeing may be going a little too far. Let me offer some words of comfort.

I understand that the first season of Our Flag Means Death was only in post-production for about six months before releasing. I understand that it’s been almost seven months and we’ve gotten no news, I get it. But, we have been promised a bigger, bolder, more extravagant second season. Samba has also mentioned that the VFX artists are working very hard to finish the effects for season 2.

And - to tangent off of that - the VFX houses working on the show are absolutely SPECTACULAR. We’re talking about the people behind the effects in the recent Dune movies, Black Mirror, and THE FUCKING BOYS. If we have to wait for THOSE GUYS to finish season 2 before we get any update, I will gladly wait for as long as it takes because the effects will be out of this fucking world.

However, I think that the biggest reason for this lack of news is actually due to the desired release date. I am in no way 100% an expert, but I did go to college for filmmaking for five years, so I know what I’m talking about to an extent. I know with absolute certainty that the date a film/tv series is released is incredibly important to its success.

Yes, it is true that they would have needed to release the second season before May 9th in order for it to have been eligible for consideration at this year’s Emmy’s. HOWEVER, it is possible that they knew the show would not be ready before the cutoff for the 2023 Emmys, so they are aiming for next year’s Emmys. My theory is that we will get some sort of teaser by the end of August or beginning of September and that the show will premiere in late 2023 or early 2024.

The biggest times to release any sort of film or series come during the summer or around the winter holidays. This is why we have summer blockbusters and why Disney released some of their most widely popular animated movies during the month of November. These are times when people have a lot of time off work or when kids are out of school/college and are more likely to go to the movies or watch tv.

However, things have changed in recent years with streaming services. I think it’s likely that the second season may air in the “dead” month of January when lots of streaming services will post original series or movies since nothing big tends to be playing in movie theaters at that time.

Just be patient, my loves. I do not foresee us getting the second season before the summer is over. There could be a million reasons why we have yet to hear anything concrete about season 2. I think it’s very likely that everyone has signed NDAs that are keeping them from spilling any news until HBO gives them the go ahead. And don’t forget that there’s a MASSIVE strike going on that could be halting the progress of the production of season 2. Be patient, stop hounding the actors and creators for information that they can’t give us, and go write/read some goddamn fanfiction to pass the time.

TL;DR: There are 3 main reasons why the second season could be taking so long. 1: It’s just not fucking ready yet 2: They have a late 2023/early 2024 release date in mind 3: The Writers Strike has ground everything to a halt. Just be patient and enjoy some fanworks while you wait.

#our flag means death #ofmd #blackbeard #edward teach #blackbonnet #gentlebeard #stede bonnet #ofmd stede #ofmd ed teach #writers strike #fanfic #fanart #ofmd fanart #ofmd fanfic

[battle-of-alberta]

Alberta is often called the Texas of Canada. But have you instead thought of it as Texas being the Alberta of America?

I've been letting this sit in the ask box for well over a year for which I apologize, so I guess I put a little more effort into fleshing it out to make up for the wait. I started really overthinking it and I wanted to do a lot more reading than I was ultimately able to and decided, screw it, I'll just take a little chunk of the question.

Texas (Stella) belongs to my dear Texan friend @thisnameisquitequeer who has been a sympathetic ear over the years to my ranting and raving and who has been a part of numerous conversations about the frustrations of being in the state/province constantly being painted in a stereotypical loud/dumb/redneck fashion.

Initially I wanted to talk more about that (including my frustrations with people here appropriating symbols like the Confederate flag for dumb reasons) in this ask but I decided to just narrow the scope to say that Texan culture and reputation, obviously, precedes whatever passes for those things here by quite a lot. I have done a little reading on ranching history in Alberta, but I need to read more about the relationship via the growth of the oil industry to say more about that.

Some more explanations and notes below.

tldr but I don't think anyone thinks of Texas as anything but Texas

"not so much for pretty" is a quote from Charlie Russel, famous cowboy painter that Calvin is high key obsessed with, describing the difference between the two types of cowboys on either side of the Rockies.

fun fact: the cattle that eventually became Texas longhorns were dropped off in the areas by the Spanish in the 1500s- by the mid 1800s, these free ranging cattle were rounded up and driven northwards (with some obvious interruption during the American Civil War). Usually, they would be sent upriver to Missouri and reach Fort Benton, Montana before they were sold to Alberta ranchers.

Alberta ranch land was relatively "untouched" compared to the devastation in Montana and Utah, so a few ranchers including McIntyre mentioned above took the risk to drive their cattle across the border.

(by untouched y'know i mean having the people and the bison forced off it, but here we are.)

I got to visit John Ware's cabin this past June, which was a treat! The park obviously is not the cabin's original location, but you can still get some idea of what it might have been like back then.

"American cowboys, coming to work on Alberta ranches, shed their six-shooters at the border like leaves in the fall" is a quote from Pincher Creek area rancher F.W. Godsal

Some other famous Texans in Alberta included John Lamar, who was a legendary gunman and cowboy and got in a famous gunfight with John McKay in the streets of Lethbridge. Lamar shot McKay twice before McKay had a chance to aim, and then turned himself into the authorities (who ultimately decided he was in the right and let him go). There was also Johnny Franklin who was considered "the greatest bronc rider in the province", and Lige Abel, a black cowboy and famously strong, winning a bet that he couldn't walk a mile with an iron rail on his shoulder.

Anyway, to settle the question, ask random people where they think the biggest rodeo in the world probably is and see how many of them say Texas even though the answer is Alberta :) our reputation is still in its infancy, I guess.

#Anonymous #projectcanada cities #projectcanada #pc: alberta #pc: calgary #pc: lethbridge #oc: texas #boab ask #digital art #clip studio paint #calvin mccall #lilith sheran #ralph campbell #anyways better late than never sorry #fixed the cinches i didnt draw properly ! i think

[blackbat05]

Fresh Start

Rick Flag x Reader

A/N: I haven’t wrote Rick in a long time! So I hope you enjoy! And to also celebrate 1 year release of TSS. Issa little long though😝

Genre: PG-13

Notes: Idc, Rick is alive in my world😬 Language.

He was a volunteer at the Children’s Home you were working at. Despite his intimidating aura, the children saw him as a big, cuddly teddy bear.

Your female colleagues didn’t waste a second as they hungrily eyed every inch of his six foot three sculpted figure as he walked in every Friday evening to the delight of the kids.

However, they could only do so much. So like the warm hearted (and slightly annoying) colleagues you had found two years ago, everyone tried their best to get you closer with him.

But you couldn’t. It was simply unethical. Sure, he was a walking Adonis but no way you were going to loose your job because you couldn’t control yourself. Besides, you weren’t even sure if he even had any feelings for you.

“What are you still doing here girl?” Myra, the receptionist, stared at you through the glass panels of the front desk. You try to reason with her that you still had a couple of paperwork to finish before calling it a week. Needless to say, she wasn’t having any of it.

“You ain’t even paid extra! Leave it for another day- ah ah ah!” She waves a slender hand in your face. “I don’t want to hear any of it! Go enjoy yourself! Besides, Rick looks like he’s waiting for you to knock off.” Myra gives a wink before sauntering off to the dormitories.

Guts twisting in your stomach, you walked over as normally as you could, giving a quick wave. “Hey stranger!”

Rick turns, and upon seeing you, he breaks out into a grin. “Hey! Finally! Thought you were working overtime again.” You thought he had emphasized on the last word a little longer than usual, making you feel bad.

“I guess I decided to give myself a break.” You shrugged. “What’s keeping you here so late?”

Rick’s facial expression changed, and you wondered to yourself if you had yet messed up again. He seemed to have sense your discomfort, so he chimes in quickly.

“Oh! Well, work’s been really busy and I don’t think I’ll be able to see the children regularly so… it’s my last day here.”

You weren’t even sure why your heart had dropped inside your chest, but you maintained your poker face.

“Damn… the children will miss you…” You held back on the rest of the words that you truly wanted to tell him.

“How about a farewell dinner? It’s on me.”

Six Months Later,

You exit the counseling room, reminding the children at the playground that dinner was in an hour.

Arriving at your cubicle, you slumped on your chair, done for the day. The paperwork was absolutely driving you nuts and you wished you could be out there playing the children.

In the end, you decided to settle with your phone, scrolling through the various apps and news that you saved for times like these.

You click on a tag, pressing the first video you see. It was the local news, reporting about one of the many atrocities of the government. This time, it was about the infamous Suicide Squad that you only heard in name.

Taking a deep sigh, you see a familiar face beside the newscaster. Rick Flag. Or should you say - Colonel Rick Flag. Commander of Task Force X, missing in action since the battle of Jotumheim.

There were rumors spreading like wildfire around the internet. Some said that the government ordered him to be killed to keep their secrets. Some said that he tried to go rogue. Some said he betrayed his country.

You? You had no idea how to process this influx of information. You only knew him as the friendly and handsome volunteer who spent his time with children every week without fail. What else was he hiding from you?

“So, where are you going?”

“I’m not too sure yet. South America maybe.”

“Keep in touch?”

“Of course.”

A flurry of movement into the office startled you from your thoughts. A trio of older girls ran towards you, voices merging into one.

“Woah, slow down and one at a time!” You instructed them, concerned at the reddish hue on their cheeks.

“Miss! He’s here! He’s at the door and he’s hurt!”

Hurt? Your brows knit in confusion, starting to get more concerned by the minute. Was there an attack nearby and someone came to seek help? You stand up quickly, moving to the cabinets where the first aid kit was kept.

Instructing the girls to move everyone else indoors, you went to check the cameras at the back room.

No way. No fucking way. All that overtime must have made you see things.

Although the camera showed a black and white image of whatever was outside the home, that hunched figure was unmistakable. You could recognize him from a mile away.

Sprinting to the doors, you almost break the handles, flinging them open to see an exhausted Rick Flag standing at the doorstep.

“Hey darlin,” the southern drawl hit your ears like honey. “Still working overtime again?”

You blink your eyes, feet rooted to the ground. Apparently it seemed like eternity as the man in front of you lifts his arms forward.

“So no hug?”

You marched forward, hands flying up to give him a huge smack on the back.

“OW! What the hell?” Rick grimaces. You were surprised that a large man like him could still feel pain. “What was that for?”

He almost regrets it instantly as more whacks start to rain on his large frame. For someone who worked with children, you definitely had a lot of pent up anger.

“You! You left so suddenly! The next thing I know? YOU DIED?! In some… foreign place because you tried to sell out the government and what have you not?” You started to lose energy, so you resort to dragging him in by the arms, attracting stares from stragglers who were going back to the dormitories.

You managed to find the sick bay at the end of the corridor. Locking the door, you ordered him to lie down, whipping out any first aid supplies you could get your hands on.

"Shirt off."

"If you wanted me to strip, there are other ways to do it you know?" Rick quickly puts on a face of what he thinks to be innocence as he's met with your glare.

This wasn't your first rodeo with injuries - you couldn't count the number of times you had to patch up injured children who got bruises from playfights or accidents on the playground. But what was in front of you just wasn't a simple scratch.

"Rick, what the hell?" You gasped softly.

You were greeted by a mixture of bruises, scars, and burns that littered his back. Most were old wounds but you could see some that were still fresh.

The next few minutes passed in silence as you dabbed each wound with cotton buds, mumbling in apology whenever he winced in pain.

“So… permission to talk?”

You remain silent and Rick takes it for a yes. “Look… I’m sorry that I kept all this from you. If I had a choice, I wouldn’t. And I’m not saying this just to appease you darlin…” Rick struggles to find the right words.

“They experimented on children.” He says abruptly. Rick sees the shock on your face. “It’s true. I saw them. The government funded them, allowed these atrocities to continue… but I couldn’t… and I almost died for it. Well, I did die.”

He then proceeds to tell you about the altercation with Peacemaker in the underground facility. Him being shanked with a rusty pipe and being left to bleed out. Rick says that maybe it was for the best that the survivors left him in Corto Maltese.

“Means that Waller won’t longer be on my back. It means I’m finally free.”

You finish cleaning up the last bit of his wounds. Putting the first aid kit aside, you stand in front of him, gently tilting his chin to meet your gaze.

He takes your hand, relishing the warmth that it provided against his cheek. You finally hug him tight, eyes squeezed shut.

This wasn’t a dream.

“Don’t cry, I’m here.”

You use your free hand to feel the wetness on your cheek. “I’m just afraid that I’ll return back to the nightmare of living without you again.” Breaking into full sobs, you slumped onto the side of the bed, Rick’s arms wrapped around yours.

“When I heard the news about you… I regret every day not telling you how I felt… I couldn’t live with myself!”

A wet chuckle could be heard and you see Rick’s watery eyes. “Took you long enough.”

You pause at his statement before the two of you break into laughter. A knock on the door brings you back to the present.

“Is it true?” A young girl with pigtails pokes her head in, flashing a gummy grin. “Mister Flag’s back!”

The sight of Rick was an answer itself. With a shrill cry of joy, the young girl calls a couple of friends in the hallway. Before you knew it, you see Rick smothered in the little bodies that were desperate to welcome back an old friend.

“Miss! Is Rick staying? Can he stay? Pleaseee!!!” The group of children plead to you in unison.

“Well… I was going to ask if you guys had a spare room here.” Rick mutters. “Practically non-existent now and it’ll be great if I have a temporary place to stay while I set everything in order.”

“Now that you mentioned it, I do have a room.” You smiled cheekily, moving forward so that Rick was within earshot.

“It’s just right across my office.”

Three Years later,

“I swear! It’s right here!” Harley drags the rag tag group along with her, before coming to a stop in front of a house surrounded by a white picket fence.

“Harls, you sure you weren’t I dunno- hallucinating?” Robert DuBois grumbles as Cleo struggles to keep up with the duo.

“You betcha! I saw Flag right at the garden with all the little munchkins and hey! He’s got a lady with him too!”

Despite the assassin’s skepticism surrounding Flag’s lookalike, a small part of Robert wished that Harley was telling him the truth. What had happened to Flag… let’s just say no good man deserves his fate.

“Oh my god.” Cleo gasps softly beside him. “Harley was right.”

Robert cannot believe what he is seeing. There he was - his old comrade and former commander of Task Force X.

A scruffy Rick, donned in a long sleeved checkered sweater and jeans as he chases two children across the garden that also served as the dumping ground for their toys. He manages to sweep the little boy into his arms, blowing raspberries on his tummies much to his delight.

“Hahahaha! Papa! Stoppp!!! It tickles!!!”

Robert could see the splitting image of Rick in the little boy who was squirming around in his friend’s arms.

A pang of guilt hits him. No, he will not destroy Rick’s happiness. Not when they left him there to die.

“Come on, let’s go.”

“Wait! Can’t we say hi to Flag?”

Before Robert can rebuke Harley’s request, a tiny figure interrupts the trio.

“Papa! There strangers here! A lady with weird hair!” The girl whom Robert assumes is the twin of the boy yells to get her father’s attention.

“Hey! My hair’s not weird!” Harley frowns.

“DuBois? Harls? Cleo?”

Robert grimaces internally. This was a bad idea. He turns around to see Rick’s guiding a pregnant you steadily across the garden.

“You must be Robert.” You finally reach them, extending a hand for the man to shake. “My husband’s told me so much about you. All of you.”

“Only good things I hope!” Harley quips and suddenly Robert doesn’t want to hear your response.

“Only the best.” You reaffirmed. “How you looked out for him. And I’m very thankful for that.”

Rick approaches Robert, clasping him on the back. “Can’t believe it. I’m glad to see all of you again. Glad y’all made it out alive. Out of Waller’s clutches.”

The latter can’t find the words in him to apologize, so he settles for a “can’t say the same for you”. Like an old friend, Rick catches him immediately.

“Hey, none of that. I didn’t even know I could make it out alive. What matters is that you’re here.”

Breaking the silence, you decided to chime in. “You guys must have come a long way. We would love for all of you to stay. I’m sure the kids would love you.”

The two women squeal, agreeing enthusiastically to your request. While Harley races up the steps to the house, Cleo guides you carefully, beckoning Robert to follow.

“Come on DuBois, she’s right. You’re more than welcome.” Rick pipes up. The two men trudge up the stairs that lead into the picturesque home.

As the three misfits slowly made themselves at home, you waddled towards Rick who had an unreadable expression on his face.

“Penny for your thoughts?”

“I know they did… wrong things. But I can’t help but to think that we’re finally free of Waller.” Rick heaves a sigh of relief, placing a kiss on the top of your head.

“Maybe it’s a new beginning. For all of you.” Leaning into him, your heart softens at the sight of your little boy being mesmerized by Cleo’s pet rat, Sebastian.

A new beginning. A fresh start.

Rick could definitely get use to the new normal.

Can be read as continuation: Mismatched Family

#rick flag #rick flag x reader #the suicide squad #dad rick flag x reader #joel kinnaman #rick flag x reader fluff

[jonasiegenthaler]

hi! since the off season is dragging and i miss the devils - what are you favorite moments for each player (or select players) from this season, not just goals or plays but an interview, soundbite, off ice moment, anything

(missing pk big time because he always posted fun team content)

hiya anon, this was a fun one, thank you! this got, Long, so i'm gonna put it all under the cut (alphabetized, not ranked, and definitely not comprehensive)

kevin: 

not like one thing in particular but playing more regularly this season! especially the second half

yanking multiple guys around casually

this was more last season but there’s a bunch of guys in utica that, every time he goes over the boards for a shift, chant a call-and-response of “who’s out?” “bahls out!” and it is beautiful

nate: 

the video of him and johnny in seattle

this one of him nearly getting taken out by a football

also he’s seen the memes he loves the love

boqy: 

a lil cuddle, or two, or three

i’ve always said he’s the devils’ morgan frost so i’m just very glad he’s found some semblance of a role this season he’s very neat to me

bratter: 

hatty! 

big hat hat!

him and nico reaching milestones together talking about how special it was,

more cuddles

notably too cute to be good at chirping

gravy: 

carshield commercials - ïf you don’t call now, your wife should stop loving you.”

for some reason his goal in the oilers game early in the season stands out? keeping the winning streak alive!

smacking nico’s ass on a driveby

[30 seconds of uncomfortably polite staring as the sm admin waits for him to complete the heart]

dougie: 

the six flags promo, wild that that was this season it feels like ages ago. 

those few games where we kept going 4v3 in ot and dougie just kept scoring gwgs, iconic, showstopping. 

fully lifting bratter like a foot? off the ice? 

herding a flock of dudes 

signing off the camera with a “hi grandma”. 

floor time!

the movie re-enactments? wheres his oscar

haula: 

“this is where i want to be. this is my family” <3

single handedly bringing us timo.

getting hit with a chicken finger

facing the other way on the bench when we went to shootouts (one of us).

laughing curling up on the floor instant fetal position

nico: 

there’s. so much. because i’m nothing if not biased. 

“i’ve just got a good feeling” 

pumping up the crowd 

selke finalist! career high in goals, assists, points! 

being absolutely dominant in the rangers series. 

game 5 nico chants! 

[gestures vaguely at 1386 tag] 

having the time of his life with some kids toys

marner’s “i felt good until nico decided to take me for a walk” 

“siegyyyy! don’t worry everyone siegy is here!” <3 

“let’s not forget to have fun. stick together. whatever happens.” + all the pre/post game speeches during the playoffs. 

nate talking about how nico made him feel like he belonged + so much more

“he cares more about his teammates than probably does about himself”

timo facetiming him because he was anxious about the trade 

jack

“oh shit :d”

hatty!

devils win for hanukkah :) 

“yeah i knew that”

“those are quinn’s boys so--”

whatever him and pk were on at all-star weekend

“i want that record”

“we are off on our chemistry today, hey?”

looney tunes ass fall

[gestures vaguely again at 1386 tag]

nothing but respect for my lady byng finalist

the dance

all the hugs

luke

first goal! ot winner!

dream dinner guests: julius caesar and george washington + getting chirped about it by dawson

the entire exit interview, all of it - messy but working on it (lie, probably), doesn’t know what day it is, hasn’t retained a thought for more than 5 seconds, fidgety

marino

[looking at a children’s toy] look i’m not not saying this looks like a bong

him and gravy giggling after they pushed pally off the ice

dawson

the players tribune article

hatty!

setting the franchise record in consecutive games with a goal

the hair, it’s majestic

yegor

santagovich

a pet bird, named ham

throwing shit at sevo

messing with the camera lights during bratter’s interview

messing with tuna during his interview

vv

made friends with a bird :) 

consistently referring to himself as “the vitek”

every time akira makes a big save vitek gives huge taps over the board <3

#i feel like i forgot a bunch of stuff #so maybe i'll come back to this and update it who knows #asks #anon

[badedramay]

@roobylavender replied to your post:

thank you for answering! this is super insightful and i really appreciate the point you make about intention and how despite include some repercussions of feudal traditions, addressing that niche of pakistani society as a whole was not actually the central aim of the drama (so in that aspect it’s distinct of dramas like sang-e-marmar, sang-e-mah, malaal-e-yaar, badshah begum, etc.). i definitely think that’s a valid defense to shielding it from some criticism bc like you said the more pertinent intent is to address misplaced judgments, rectification of old mistakes, the harms of parents projecting onto their children, the plights of stubbornness and inflexibility, etc. that definitely holds when, like you said, you approach ruhi’s arc as a whole, bc it’s about much more than a mere reaction to societal practice  and i like the point you bring up in the tags about faarah too! i’m less endeared to wali this go around bc some of his alpha male behavior towards her in the beginning of their relationship seriously turns me off lol but it’s true a lot of faarah’s relationship to the haveli is premised on her dynamic with agha jaan first, and that’s definitely where the show wins a lot of viewers over (including me! they were so sweet and i loved them) in any other show that tried a similar approach of “wait and see that this guy you got married to isn’t Actually so bad even though he’s trying to dictate everything you do” i think i would probably still remain super turned off bc there’s not often a character like agha jaan present to balance out that transition into accepting that maybe your judgments of your spouse and their family are not entirely solid. so aH he was here lol! such a crucial character to tie everything together truly 

(making this reply a new post rather than continuing in comments cuz I need my space with me especially when talking about Wali akjsdhakwjeahw)

Yes! exactly! I was thinking of dramas like Sang-e-Marmar and Mere Humnasheen as examples when I was making that point. In those dramas, the background of the characters is the plot. because when you remove the background the entire story falls flat on its place. the characters and their actions in those dramas they are not justified but also plausible because of the characters’ backgrounds. the same doesn’t fully apply to the characters of DeD. Aga Jaan’s family could’ve been from any non-specific feudal background and the story would still take place. the reasoning might have to be altered to fit that but on the whole, the plot progression could’ve happened in the same way as it originally did.

As for Wali...oh boyyyy yahan pe aata hai conflict. because Wali remains my most criticized AND most beloved Pakdrama hero. my history on PakDrama fandom world is witness to how much I have dragged this man for his actions (even as recently as just a few days ago!) however, regardless of how much some of his actions continue to irk me..on the whole Wali’s character journey is so fascinating and intriguing for me that I can never see him as a “red flag bad guy”. there are layers to him!! I do sometimes wonder how Wali would be perceived in today’s landscape. like i am SURE he’d be criticized a lot more than he was back in 2015. some of his actions wrt Faraa are so ruthless that I can vividly imagine some people on stantwt making it their mission to start “Cancel Wali Suhaib Khan!!!” parades.

But like I said, the beauty of DeD is how a character comes across when you take the context of their situation when they were performing a certain action. Wali’s abusive kidnapping of Faraa and the initial manhandling he did with her within the first few days of her return to the haveli..these are things added in the drama for well drama’s sake. Wali of the novel was always the picture of perfect gentleman. Wali of the drama was prideful. for six years he had witnessed his own pride be spat on by Faraa’s cold demeanor. Wali forgave the insult to his pride, where he fully lost his senses was when he witnessed his Aga Jaan, his most beloved grandfather, be reduced to a man just breathing not living because of all the hurt Faraa’s attitude had caused him for years...that was unforgivable for Wali. in a very pathetic attempt to be his defense..Wali was pushed to show his most brutal self to Faraa and confirm her worst fears about him that she had nursed for years all because there was no other way Faraa would just LISTEN to him. Wali had never tried to impose the power their nikaah gave him over Faraa except just this once. and he did that not for his own self but for his grandfather’s.

Wali is not a perfect character; good heroes seldom are (hence why drama!Wali is more beloved to me than novel!Wali) The show had already established Wali as someone who had the habit of exercising his dominance where he could. We saw it in how he would scold Zarminay when she tried to be nosy in his affairs or him reprimanding her for planning picnics. but at the end of the day that strictness was not what defined him. we saw how Zarminay confided in her brother and leaned on to him in the time of intense grief. because he was raised by Aga Jaan, he didn’t learn to put walls around his heart and was taught to have more love and respect in all the relationships he shared with anyone. THAT BEING SAID..Wali was ALSO a young man with all the hotheadedness youth brings with itself. it was his initial youthful blunder of putting himself across as a lazy, entitled brat to Faraa which made it easier for her to cement her bad opinion of him. it were his own insecurities that made him unable to empathize with Faraa when she found peace in Moiz’s company. yeah sure Wali’s guess about Moiz being a leech ended up being true but we cannot deny that Faraa’s proximity with Moiz wounded Wali’s pride as a man to the point where he started to question that maybe him assuming duties far beyond the capability of his age had rendered him into an undesirable man. Wali was also well..petty.

Despite all that..I cannot see Wali as someone who, after his rage died down, was incapable of asking for forgiveness for his actions. YEAH I KNOW THE SHOW DIDN’T GIVE ME THAT SCENE AND I WILL FOREVER HOLD A GRUDGE AGAINST IT FOR DENYING ME THE SCENE OF WALI ON HIS KNEES BEGGING FOR FARAA’S FORGIVENESS FOR TREATING HER SO HORRIBLY but i also know that how Wali’s character was shaped up..there did come a point when he did apologize for it all. HECK! I can imagine Aga Jaan severely reprimanding Wali if he so got a whiff of HOW ACTUALLY Wali managed to bring Faraa back to haveli and refusing to talk to Wali until he SEES Wali on his knees holding his ears and awaiting Faraa’s forgiveness. which she’d give him of course. not only because she loved him but because she is at that point in her life where she wants all the past mistakes kept aside to start afresh.

Wali works because Aga Jaan works. if Aga Jaan who started as the villain of the story can have a character arc that makes him THE BEATING HEART AND SOUL of the entire story, Wali also cannot stray too far away from the circle of redemption purely because of his connection to Aga Jaan. it’s because of Aga Jaan Wali is mercifully not given the “he’s good because we say he’s good so whatever you saw and how you interpret him is wrong” treatment that so many of the current Pakistani dramas subject their protagonists to (coughmeerabcough). because we SEE Wali’s connection with Aga Jaan and we SEE how Aga Jaan’s sheer love won over Faraa and gave her the peace and acceptance that she was craving for for years..we can SEE why Faraa, by this connection, falls for Wali. not just because he’s her husband and she has no choice but to love him. i see it in a more poetic manner...’the beloved’s beloved becomes my beloved’.

#diyar e dil #i can talk about Wali for hours man..i cannnn T_T #type: opinion #pakistani drama #because DeD emphasizes a lot on connections #and how WHO we are connected with defines who WE are #i see the characters in connection with other characters #rather than lone figures #isn't that human nature though? that we react to how others treat us #by removing the 'others' #can we truly know who we are and what we are capable of??

[betterbooksandthings]

All The Things I love About Shadow and Bone Season 2

I am here today to give you a Tumblr classic list post about my new favorite thing Shadow and Bone Season 2. You might say “but they deviated from the source material so far” and “it was rushed” and “how are they going to move on from everyone being in the wrong place” and to that, I have a series of answers. Naturally, SPOILERS are below. 

First, the season was based on books two and three of the shadow and bone series and Crooked Kingdom as well as some new stuff thrown in to make the Crows and the SOB stuff combine. I think they did a good job of exploring specific character backgrounds and trauma for the Crows (with the assumption that the aspects that were missing will be in Season 3). In my opinion, they fixed the problems I had with SOB primarily by making both Alina and Mal reasonable characters that I want to root for. My guess is they are setting up an Alina and Mal reunite plotline that will coincide with Nikolai and Zoya developing their relationship. The ending sets us up for the main plot of Six of Crows and King of Scars and so I think the pirate ship will return, but not before dropping off Inej in the barrel because she is needed for a job with the Crows. Now, I assume Matthias will die at the end of Season 3 so Nina is set up for the rest of the King of Scars plotline so we will have to prepare for that. With the early death of you know who, these things might just happen. I think the show did a great job setting us up for a new season and I support all the changes so, without further ado, here is what I loved. 

1. Jesper and Waylan are perfect. I love their new relationship timeline and the actors have such good chemistry. I think the internet agrees that Waylan is perfectly written and cast and is so good at his job. I don’t mind the absence of a slow burn there and was a big fan of the butterfly scene. Also, the costume department knows how to dress them both and to whoever made the skirt choice thank you sincerely. 

2. Matthias in prison did a great job extending the angst of being wrongly convicted that we just did not see in the books. Also, those flashbacks to Nina are golden and I cannot wait for him to be freed and meet the rest of the Crows. 

3. Kazzle Dazzle is really giving book Kaz and I love him. I really did not think they would cast a child actor to reenact his backstory because that is a lot to ask for a child to do with a level of believability but they got every detail. What a great casting choice there. Then we have a thorough examination of his trauma and vendetta against Rollins. Those fight scenes were perfect and I loved every side-eye in the show. 

4. Inej and Kaz moments were all here. We got a lot of their iconic scenes but not all of them and you bet I am waiting for season 3 to see where they develop things. So many times Kaz gave the “well obviously I’m in love with you” body language that accompanied something unhinged like firing her from the Crows to keep her safe. These actors understood the assignment. I love them and need more please and thank you. 

5. Nina is my favorite. I can’t wait for her and Matthias to get together but she is still excellent and she at least got to eat waffles in this season so that’s something. 

6. I am hoarding all the Nikolai and Zoya scenes but I do love what they got as individuals. Nikolai is a wonderful example of casting gone right. Perfect as both a second son and a chaotic pirate. Just yes.

7. Alina is so much better in the show. It needs to be acknowledged. Also, great scenes with her and Mal. Small amounts of resentment between them because of her power is unfortunately book accurate, but it was more reasonable in the show if I’m honest. I also think her ending was interesting. I know we see her smiling at the end after the murder happens but honestly I don’t think that is an immediate red flag for her being a villain. She did prevent the deaths of everyone around her and they can do whatever they want with her next season. I think they will resolve it halfway through the next season honestly.

8. Last for now, the addition of the sword heist was excellent. It did a lot to flesh out the rest of the world prior to the Six of Crows plot. I was also a big fan of the drug-based character development. Plus, it gave Waylan a chance to save the day. I like how it gave Nina and Zoya a chance to resolve their disagreements about leaving the army. It also gave us a Inej saves Kaz scene that was really important. It never existed in the books and was a great addition to the show. Big fan.

So I loved basically everything and I for sure missed some but here is my current list. I am really banking on the Tumblr gifsets and Tiktok fan edits to see me through (free idea for someone to do an edit of any of the crows but mostly Matthias to hozier’s eat your young please). Now I am waiting for an announcement where hopefully we are given a Season 3. Nothing is guaranteed these days but I love delusionally manifesting more content for the things I am invested in. 

#All The Things I love About Shadow and Bone Season 2 #Shadow and Bone Season 2 #SOB #six of crows #leigh bardugo #Shadow and Bone spoilers #Shadow and Bone #please give me a season 3 #I need it

[godkeis]

Can I request going on a walk in the rain with soobin? 🌧😳

EVERY SUMMERTIME.

pairing: choi soobin x f!reader

genre: fluff | college!soobin

word count: 1.3k

content warning: slight cursing, soobin being the biggest green flag ever

summary: it’s always the smallest thing that makes your heart goes crazy and even after years of dating, soobin hasn’t failed to do those smallest things for you.

“I got this.” you smiled as your reflexes reacted on their own before your co-worker could even drop the keys on the floor.

“You’re really a lifesaver, Y/N.” she thanked you immediately for taking her back.

The pastry shop that you’ve been working at just hired a few junior employees this month and with that, you are now promoted as the head of the crew. To be honest, you almost declined the offer because you are worried that it might become a hindrance to your studies but your boyfriend, Soobin because your number one supporter.

You finally took the position offered and here you are, making sure that everything is in the right place before you close the shop.

The new employees are quick learners however, there are also some things that needed to be improved. Honestly, you couldn’t imagine how fast these teenagers learn. When you were new, you made mistakes a lot more than they made that’s why you’re surprised by their ability and determination.

“Everyone can now go home. I’ll just double check all the doors and head out too,” you announced to them which made their mouth twitch into a smile.

Thanking you once again, they took their leave altogether.

Making sure that everything is neat and in place, you also started to get ready to take your leave when suddenly, droplets of rain started pouring out outside.

“Ah shit, here we go.” exhaling, you pursed your lips together as you saw the contents of your bag, missing an umbrella.

You typically don’t forget your essentials but this day, this one particular day where you forgot to bring your umbrella because you were running a little bit late in the morning, the sky decided to pour out at the right time.

Contemplating your life decisions, you packed your things once again and decided to just run out for your life until your reached the bus stop when your phone suddenly rang.

“Soobin?” fishing out your phone out of your pocket, you answered.

“My love! Are you out of your work now? It’s pouring pretty heavy.” The golden retriever energy from the other line was reaching you and it made you smile just by hearing how excited your boyfriend was to talk to you.

You were pretty hopeless romantically. The only reason why you believe in love was because of how you love other people. You thought that one day, you’ll finally meet your significant other that will make you feel and experience the way how you give love to other people. And you finally did.

“Yeah, I was thinking of running towards the bus stop because I forgot—”

Before you could even finish your sentence, Soobin cut you off. “Stop! Don’t move. I’m already at my door, I’ll pick you up. Stay where you are. I don’t want you to get sick.”

“Soob, I can go home alone—” you tried to protest but you know Soobin wouldn’t allow it.

“No buts. Stay where you are. I’m on my way, I love you.” giggling, you hummed in response before dropping the call.

Your first months of dating were pretty awkward because Soobin was a shy person. He doesn’t like planning a lot and just tags along with you and whatever you plan. Little did you know that he’s just adjusting and letting himself lose within your comfort.

Never once did you think of breaking up with him though, even during the days when he don’t know how to handle you. And for Soobin, he was so grateful that you became patient with him because he really really love you and wanted to make everything easy and light with your relationship.

Within minutes of waiting, you saw a six-foot tall guy in a black coat and umbrella happily waving to you outside. You smiled and waved back at your boyfriend.

Grabbing all your things, you shut the lights down and locked the shop before giving Soobin a bear hug.

“Loveee,” he snuggled his face into the crook of your neck. “I missed you so much.”

His warm breath was tickling against your skin. Caressing his hair, you smiled as you felt your insides going batshit crazy for the love of your life.

“I missed you too, my love.” you smiled at him. Pulling himself apart, he leaned down to steal a kiss.

You felt heat rushing up to your head as your cheeks were glowing in rose. Soobin has a habit of stealing kisses from you during the most random moments but a kiss under the rain, you find really it sweet and heart-fluttering.

“Soobin!” exclaiming, you tried to hide your blushing state with him earning a smack on the shoulder from you.

Soobin laughed at your reaction because he knows you’re just trying to hide the fact that he made your heart flutter.

Grabbing your left palm, Soobin connected your hands and intertwined them together. Heaven knows how Soobin loves feeling your skin against him. He loves to touch you in a non-sexual way whether it is your palm, your knee, your knee, or even your shoulders. He just feels safe around your company and your presence makes everything feel good for him.

Holding hands, the two of you started walking under the pouring sky. 

“Did you know that this is the first rain this summer?” you opened up randomly.

“Uh-huh.”

“And do you remember when we started seeing each other?”

Soobin paused, trying to remember when. “Oh! It’s around summertime too, right?”

You smiled and nodded.

The random thought of how the both of you started made you think about how far the both of you are now.

“Y/N,” Soobin cleared his throat. “I just realized that I never had properly thanked you for being patient with me.”

Soobin stopped and made eye contact with you that made your heart skip another beat. Holding your hand, he brings it closer to his heart.

“Thank you, Y/N. For not giving up on me. I know it’s very hard for you during our first months and year because I never know how to properly express how I feel towards you. Honestly, I was so scared that you might find another guy who can show and give you everything you want and that thought drives me crazy.”

You can feel his heart beating like crazy against your palm.

“I don’t want to lose you, Y/N. Ever. That’s why I am thanking you, for giving me time on how I can learn to show you my feelings. It was not easy, but if it's for you, I’ll gladly do it and work hard for it because you are worth it. You are so worth it.”

Slowly, he planted a soft kiss on the top of your hard. Eyes warming up, you felt like your body was shaking against his touch. The warm liquids started pouring out of your eyes, just like how the sky was pouring its heart out.

“Soobin, what the hell…” you chuckled between your tears.

“Holy shit my love, I didn’t mean to make you cry!” panicking, he took out his white handkerchief and gently wiped down the streaks on your cheeks.

“I know, I know.” you assured him. “But that was the purest thing that someone has ever said to me.” 

“I love you. And I wouldn’t get tired of reminding you how grateful I am to you and how much I love you, Y/N.”

Soobin pulled you into a warm hug and started rubbing your back.

“I guess rain does really make the ambiance powerful.” he joked which made you laugh again.

“Yeah, one moment we’re walking peacefully and here we are now, crying and hugging each other as we give words of affirmations” you replied, making him chuckle too.

“A walk in the rain, huh?” teasingly, he grinned which earned him another ticket to be playfully smacked.

“Soobin, you little shit.”

“Yeah, but you love this little shit, don’t you?”

© 0x1-ovesick. do not repost on any platform.

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[possumteeths]

So like when I was in junior year i was on this school trip for a competition that the entire team had to thank me for even qualifying us. Anyways the teacher who for some reason had personal beef with me and just went out of his way to bully me, he told everyone ok ur not allowed to eat at anywhere that we have on the island.

Me, with dietary restrictions for literal health reasons of which he knew about assumed that like as long as I tried my best i’d be fine.

Proceed to read the dumbest injustice that ever happened to me in highschool. Its so insane its funny I promise.

So like day one after the first day of the competition we’re released into a food court and told that we cannot go anywhere else in the mall. Only the food court. So legitimately the only possible thing I could eat there was tacobell. And anyways the teacher lets me purchase the food, lets me get to the table, waits for everyone else to come back and then he stands up to proceed to SCREAM at me. Like full mad saying I am disrespecting him by disrespecting his rules and that is dangerous because that means I’ll break all other rules.

He threatened to send me home….? Like hello?? Imagine pissing urself over tacobell. So like I legit hid my sad ass burrito in my bag because i was worried he was gonna make me toss it.

Later that night in the hotel the other girls and I conspired to order pizza and pick it up in the lobby. We ordered pizza and were like so far getting away with our crime. But!!! Later like at midnight the teacher fucking opens our room unannounced with no warning like wtf what if someone was idk naked or something but anyways he sees the pizza box and he makes a big show of crumpling it with his shoes and fucking gets in my face while im literally in bed to tell me im on thin ice and i was all mad so i took the full blame and said yeah i ate that entire pizza wtf are u gonna do? make me go throw it up?

So END of the competition (i was the ONLY person to take home 3 awards, one other kid got an honorable mention but I in single challenges got fuckin 3, the team itself as a group got nothing.) we were gonna go to like a six flags rip off. I already knew there was pretty much gonna be nothing i could eat there so I packed like a buncha granola bars in my bag. The park had pretty clear on their website that any food of any kind is allowed in. This was also reinforced by one of the other children watchers who told us all that food is ok.

So at the fucking place in the van, mr asshole turns and stares me dead in the eyes for like 30 whole seconds and says all fuckin dangerously. “Dump ur bag” and im like wtf? and hes like “Empty your bag RIGHT NOW.”

So i literally dump it upside down and shake it, and he like picks up a granola bar and is like are you TRYING to be insufferable??? do you WANT to get us kicked out of the park? (The other lady isnt in this van) And like other kids are defending me saying that the other teacher said its ok or saying like she probably cant eat anything in the park. Mr asshole, takes like a handful of the contents of my purse and stomps to a garbage can and throws literally everything away. I had to go and like pick out lip balm and a necklace I had in there.

And guess fucking what. Other kids had food in their bags. The park checks your bag and any food that other people had was NOT thrown away or even mentioned. Mr asshole said NOTHING to me like no sorry no nothing.

So! Guess what! There WAS nothing I could eat!!! At the place!!! Like I guess chips and frenchfries but like I legit dont eat that..? Nor did I wanna spend like $16 for frenchfries. I hadnt eaten breakfast because we went back to the same food court, I hadnt had dinner last night because the team went out and I was to stay in the hotel as a punishment. I got EXTREMELY light headed, and had to go to the places like idk medical area. Mr asshole had to come with me.

He immediately was telling the person giving me water and an icepack and shit that i’m stubborn and difficult and this is all my fault. The person asks me like whens the last time ive eaten, and I say like yesterday morning and the person offers me a voucher for park food and!!! !!! and!!!!! A fucking granola bar!!!!! Like I wouldve had if this fuckin dickhole hadnt thrown mine away!!!

For the rest of the day I wasnt allowed to ride any rides I just had to sit and wait for everyone. I literally have never gotten over being mad about this. I hope this man dies. I hope he gets literally flattened by a big truck like in a cartoon.

Even worse, he took my awards from me and put it under his desk in the team’s like workroom and said I didnt deserve them because of my poor attitude and everything I pulled during the trip. I had to convince another teacher to go get them for me! And even then he like took the ribbons off my awards and who knows what he did with em.

#this man has to have the smallest dick alive #imagine ur shitty fucking DIGITAL MEDIA team is like the only instance of ur pride and u have beef with a child because shes better at it #than you and doesnt listen to ur shit ideas and then places first in 3 categories #AAAAAAA #im still mad lmao #Also like… do u get off on bullying and belittling a child #also for visuals i am like six inches taller than this little bitch

[literaticat]

Hello!

I've been represented by my agent for about six years. In many ways, she's wonderful. She's very editorially-focused and offers great feedback. When we're in the midst of editing a manuscript or proposal before submission, we do some of our best work together.

But I have some pretty major concerns about the business side of things. Unfortunately, she's only been able to sell my manuscripts to territories *outside* of the one she's based in. That means she's selling them via co-agents, and I'm paying 20% commission for both of them. For whatever reason, my books simply aren't selling in the territories she's based in. I'm not from that territory myself, so my thinking is that publishers probably think the kinds of stories I write just won't resonate with that audience. I have had several enthusiastic editors reply and voice their support for my projects, but they weren't able to get them across acquisitions.

I'm wondering if I should look at switching my primary representation to someone in the territory where I am from? Since that's where my books are selling. That would mean paying less commission, and possibly earning larger advances.

There are other issues as well...sometimes I feel that, when I raise concerns with my agent about the timeliness of payment or the insensitivity I find myself sometimes navigating with editors (I'm BIPOC, she's white) I feel as if she's often "managing" me, as in--telling me what's normal and that I should calm down. Rather than hearing the urgency I'm trying to express and taking accountability/action. For example, with my third book, it took her a year to get me paid. She claimed it was because of a difficult contracts person on the publisher's end, but that wasn't entirely truthful. I've spoken to several author friends, who all claimed that six months is normal--but a year is not.

I've spoken to my agent about all of this in detail. Our relationship is very transparent. I've also told her my thoughts about possibly moving to a new agent. But of course that would mean ending our editorial relationship, which functions very well.

Do you think it's worth switching agents at this point in my career?

This is a "look into your heart" type thing, I think. But if you're concerned enough that you've had the heart-to-hearts with your agent, and even floated the idea of leaving... you might already have your answer, no?

Unfortunately, she's only been able to sell my manuscripts to territories *outside* of the one she's based in. That's not necessarily a red flag -- but also you don't say which territory SHE'S based in, and which territory YOU are based in, and how big a pattern this is (one or two books? or a LOT of books?). IF you are in the UK, and she's only able to sell your work to UK agents through a co-agent despite her being based in the US, for example -- well it could be that actually you are writing very UK-centric stuff and maybe you'd benefit from having a UK-based agent who does UK as a specialty, both for the commission piece and for possibly better/more deals focusing on that market. If you are in the US, and she's in... IDK, Serbia or something, and she's regularly selling your work in the US but not in Serbia, that's kind of different. What were you going to do with a bunch of Serbian deals, anyway? But again, if she's not selling them directly and you ALWAYS have to pay the higher commish -- maybe that's not the best.

That means she's selling them via co-agents, and I'm paying 20% commission for both of them. Wait wait though -- please tell me you mean that you are paying 20% commission total, that they are splitting, and NOT 20% to EACH of them (aka 40%)?????? If they are charging you 40% please leave immediately. If it's 20-25% total for foreign deals with a co-agent, that's OK and normal. But again, might be worth exploring if you would rather have an agent in your home territory to sell your home territory deals.

There are other issues as well... I feel as if she's often "managing" me, as in--telling me what's normal and that I should calm down. Rather than hearing the urgency I'm trying to express and taking accountability/action. It's true that lot of an agent's job CAN be in the realm of "managing" -- particularly managing client expectations -- aka telling them what's normal, talking them down, etc. It's also true that sometimes it takes an awfully long time to get paid -- while I don't know the situation here, I have had it happen that it took A YEAR to get a contract. (Rare, but it has happened, and it was not for lack of action/effort on my part!) -- So neither "managing" nor "sometimes things take a long time" are red flags on their face. That said: If you don't feel like she's taking your concerns seriously, or minimizing things you feel strongly about, or NOT doing things she SHOULD/COULD be doing, that feels like at the very least you are not quite as on-the-same-page as you could be, communication-wise. It might just be a style difference, I'm not saying she's being NEFARIOUS or anything like that -- but if it doesn't work for you, it doesn't work for you, and if you've been transparent and had those conversations and change hasn't happened, well...

You can like an agent personally, and think they are great at editorial, and get along well with them in many respects, and they still aren't the best agent FOR YOU. That doesn't mean they suck, or that they've done anything "wrong" -- nor it is a failure on your part. It's not unusual or a problem to switch agents, and there doesn't have to be any bad blood at all. You just need to do what's best for YOU. (And what's best for you is probably not staying in a partnership that isn't working for you!)

[souryogurt64]

"in hotel rooms collecting page six lovers" always makes me think of the part in gray with ashlee (I don't remember what he actually calls her in the book but like, yknow, the character that probably represents ashlee) where they go to the suite together

it reminds me of that too

"I struggle to stay awake, but we’re both so fucking out of it. She’s high on whatever comes out of that little bag and goes up her nose in the bathroom. I’m just along for the ride. I am aware of exactly what we are, and exactly what this is. Business, pure and simple. A way to make the tabloids. “Who Is Her New Man?” the headlines will scream. If only they knew I’m just her man for the day, someone preselected to give her the edge her career needs. Her “rocker boyfriend,” as the tabloids will put it. The waitress comes by and I order a ginger ale. I pull my hood over my head and kiss her neck to keep up the act. The hotel manager lowers the screens on the windows now, as a courtesy to her. It’s feeding time at the zoo.

................

She lies on the bed, the robe unfurled around her like a flag. Old Glory. I stand in the doorway and want to believe that this is going to be something more than it is. Only I know it’s not. She tells me she has condoms. It is like signing a contract. Initial here . . . and here. Notarized. Filed. One copy each for our attorneys. The hero in me dies a tragic death, as heroes tend to do. We complete a fruitful and successful business transaction while the photographers wait for us downstairs."

the whole line is "they say i only think in the form of crunching numbers in hotel rooms collecting page six lovers." i think in this case its sort of a role-reversal of the book where hes the one calculating which party girls to fuck to improve fall out boys chart numbers the most

also in the book when hes out of his mind in on pills he spends a lot of time like this which also has the same vibe for some reason, im not sure why. i guess the lyric calls to mind flicking through page six to pick out hookups like hes flicking through the personals.

I lie in bed and look through the personals in LA Weekly to see if anyone is lonelier than me. I like the ones in the Weekly because they’re the craziest and most desperate, and in Los Angeles, that’s saying something. There is an art to decoding them—it’s all semantics and verbiage—though it helps if you’re screwed up and on the brink of collapse as I am: “Still Searching” means “Confused and Lost.” “FreeSpirited” means “Crazy, or Even Possibly Psychotic.” “Thrill Seeker” means “I Like to Get High.” And “Adventuresome” means “Nymphomaniac.” The personal ads in Los Angeles are the saddest in the world.

i initially thought that part in the book was supposed to be ashlee as well especially when i was younger but i dont think thats true at all now. when i was on tour over the summer i took an edible and it felt like i almost died and in my near-comatose state my brain scrambled enough that i realized its supposed to be a composite character primarily inspired by lindsay lohan. this is from the rough drafts of one of my dissertations lol

In Gray, the narrator spends a bizarre weekend with a beautiful, coke-addled heiress a little too into Transcendental Meditation. Lindsay Lohan is, arguably, all of these things. MTV once described Wentz as Lindsay Lohan’s “flavor of the month,” though he denied on Howard Stern in 2009 the pair ever dated, claiming he was “too deep in Ambien-land” to know for sure if “that connection ever even happened.” In the book, this heiress later calls him over and over, screaming about her cousin that tried to shoot himself and turned into a vegetable; also speaking with Howard Stern in 2009, Wentz said, “I actually have a friend who uh, a friend whose cousin survived [getting shot in the head] and is a vegetable now. It’s terrible.”

i think ashlee ran with a lot of the crowd that this character is likely inspired by; im pretty sure she and lindsay lohan were friends. but they were together for four years and she was the one that left him and he begged her not to leave apparently. they were married and shes the mother of his child. he really loved her and i dont think he wouldve reduced their relationship to that in the book, plus it ends around when they met anyway

#put me back in liberal arts school. put me back in english class

[jaywritesrps]

Everything I hear and see about Ashlyn makes it seem like she's not a great person. Like, she couldn't even tell her wife of however many years that she was divorcing her??? And she took off proud mom from her instagram bio when she left her wife? Sophia, girl, of all the women in the world...

It's because she isn't. I was starting to like her again when I saw Marta, the most lovable and carefree person in the woso world, ignoring Ashlyn's comments and posting pictures with Ali's in FIFA's the best. It was when I decided to use my journalist's skills to find out more about what was going on in the woso backstage.

The story I heard from some friends in woso world is far worse than what went to public. Like, no wonder nearly everyone in that universe don't want anything to do with her and I believe the story it's true cause I heard a lot of personal sources who are connected to six different teams and USSF, and especially the sources connected to the NWSL teams, they told pretty much the same story, some with more details than other, but overall it was the same story.

Since Ali told part of it, I can share some here. The thing is when they talked about their relationship in early 2023, Ali and Ash agreed to wait until the season was over to decide on what to do about their relationship. Ashlyn never said she wanted out, so to Ali's side, this meant as "let's figure our shit out", when to Ashlyn's side this meant "we are going to divorce".

My source from USSF said that there was rumors on Pride around Ashlyn infidelity since early 2021, so they think that might be one of the reasons they went to NY/NJ at the end of the season, while my source from Orlando said that never heard about those rumors, although some players and team crew took very personally their departure to Gotham FC, not to a point to see Ashlyn as ungrateful, but also not more as willing to defend her as they were before - and I will highlight that she said Ashlyn nominally, not them, they, the couple or Ashlyn and Ali.

Also my source connected to Gotham told me, that the whole story Ashlyn said in her statement of "we were together to keep contracts" and yada yada yada is BS to the public, cause they never really talked about the commercial part until september when the rumors around Ashlyn and Sophia started, cause it was when the Gotham Player's conscientiously ignored her in EA's Party. Even until then she never really communicated to her wife she wanted the divorce. It's why Ali really thought they were going to sit down and talk, cause how can you say you are married to a horrible person and schedule a couple trip to Mexico? (Remember that trip Ali made with Kyle at the end of the season? It supposed to be a family cruise, but she changed to a couple's retreat in July as a way for them to fix their marriage.)

It's why I strong believe that Ashlyn was leading Sophia and Ali on, it doesn't matter if it was intentional or not, but this is a big red flag for a person. Like one of my sources said that Ashlyn probably was trying to keep both relationships and choose the one who was more profitable to her at the end, I wasn't sold on this belief, but I am now after the restaurant's story from deux moi and how Sophia is working to clean Ashlyn's image to the public, even though most of her fans doesn't want anything to do with her. (Personal gossip here: A group of friend of mine are attending at SXSW cause Lucy Lawless was going to be there and Fallout panel and told me that a rumor running around is that they had an open spot and they pulled a panel about women's sport just to fit Ashlyn in and keep Sophia as their speaker, but no one really wanted it or care enough about it. They said they are going to attend on it today if they have nothing better to do.)

And Honestly, I am happy Sophia is happy, but ffs man, like if half of the stuff I heard is true, I really hope Sophia is helping her to growing up as person, because I still don't see this ending well to Sophia.

#jay rants #non rp related #krashlyn #anti-bushlyn

[patheticprogrammingperson]

Welcome to Tintin and the Picaros, in which Tintin coup d'états a small South-American country, and the last Tintin book I will be reviewing.

There is still Alph-Art, but as an unfinished work I consider it unfair to judge it against the standards of Hergé’s unfinished works, and besides, I haven’t a copy of any of the attempts to complete it.

As to what I will do after this, I’ve a few ideas, and for all two of my followers, there will be a poll to decide if I cannot myself, and there will be a transitional period with other, more… spontaneous content, delivered at regular intervals.

Plot-line

So General Alcazar’s been deposed, again, by General Tapioca, again, but none of that matters because Bianca Castafiore, henceforth referred to as White, is going there in tour, but that also doesn’t matter, because Haddock’s had a violent reaction to some Whiskey, and can’t drink it anymore, but that doesn’t matter either, because White’s been arrested for conspiracy to overthrow Tapioca, and Tintin&Co are named as co-conspirators in the plot, and so they promptly fly off to San Theodoros, at Tapioca’s invitation.

Arriving, we’re treated to views of the modern city-scapes, high-rise buildings, flags from every roof-top, and the slums.

However, Tintin’s not come, only Haddock and Calculus, but that doesn’t matter, as that’s all the more heavily-guarded villa half an hour from civilisation for the rest of them.

The next day, Haddock goes out to buy some Tobacco, accompanied by no less than 14 armed guards, but on getting home, Tintin’s arrived.

There we go, we’re set up for the action to begin, wasn’t that frantic?

So all of a sudden, Pablo, whom you may remember from all the way back in book six, feels like a lifetime ago, doesn’t it?

Anyway, back on track, Pablo has replaced their previous servant, who’s left from slight injury, and informs them of a plot to kill the three, and blame it on the Picaros, however, there’s a counter-plan, the next day, they are to visit a pyramid, they are to take that moment to act, climbing the pyramid to get out of sight of their guards, Picaros attack one side, they go down the other side, and be picked up by Alcazar.

If this plan sounds like it’s utterly appalling, don’t worry, there’s a reason for that.

So they execute said plan flawlessly, however, a anti-tank gun lying in waiting, hidden in some bushes, almost kills them, but Tintin notices a monkey run away from it, and makes Alcazar swerve off the road, narrowly sparing their lives, but getting their truck blown up.

So, they then walk, and walk, and walk walk walk walk, until the sudden arrival of Ridgewell, who you may also remember from book six, and so they stay with the Arumbayas for a night, in which Calculus makes use of a drug of his own creation in order to make the Arumbayas, as well as Ridgewell, Tintin, and presumably Alcazar and Calculus himself, allergic, so to speak, to alcohol.

This causes a rather eventful dinner, however off they go the next day, after some minor troubles, they reach the camp of the Picaros, and see before them a crowd of drunkards, unfit to hold a gun, much less fight a war with them.

So, Tintin makes use of Calculus’ pills to prevent such negative behaviour, but only after convincing Alcazar that the reveolotuion must be bloodless, no executions, which Alcazar objects to, however a tear gas grenade convinces him otherwise, and so it is done.

At that point, a busload of tourists enters the camp, including our old friend, sketchy insurance salesman Jolyon Wagg, who’s touring with his carnival act, the Jolly Follies, who just so happen to wear costumes that entirely obscure the wearer’s face, not to mention having plenty of spare baggy space.

So they get them drunk, steal their costumes, and their bust, head off to the carnival, chloroform their way inside the palace, take over, make Tapioca give a speech on the radio handing over power, they save the Thom(p)sons from the firing-squad by the metaphorical bell, riding on a parade float.

The day is won, White is saved, Alcazar is in commands once again, inside his empty palace, and we fly back home again, over the very same slums.

Characters

So, Alcazar and Tapioca.

Throughout all the books both appear in, neither of them do anything to really differentiate each other as rulers, we never see the true state of the country under their respective rules, other than two key panels: the views of the slums.

Both when Tintin&Co arrive and leave we get a view of a slum, not the same one mind, at least from what we can see, but both are pretty much identical in every way, other than once change: Billboards reading “Viva Tapioca” are changed to “Viva Alcazar”.

Now, you may say, “Alcazar’d only been in power for a few days, you can’t expect him to solve things overnight!”, a strawman which completely misses the point.

These are not there to show you that slums exist, or that they do not change, but rather, they are symbolic, pay attention to the change of the sign, the leader’s changed, the living condition hasn’t.

If, from this, we make the assumption that Alcazar and Tapioca are equally as bad as each other, does that not make the efforts of Tintin throughout the book meaningless?

Perhaps it does, perhaps it doesn’t, and perhaps, that is what Hergé wanted us to think.

Things I like

Again, I face the issue of so much good stuff, it’s hard to cover all of it, so I shall cherry-pick one sequence, the escape via pyramid.

When first re-reading, in preparation to write this, the plan came off as utterly terrible, if there’s an attack on one side, why would you assume they won’t attack the other side too, why play right into their hands like that?

Well, of course, it’s all a setup so of course they’ll move, and on a base level, serves to tip the reader off to it.

Then, there’s how Tintin spots the gun, an older, weaker, book would have had the gun fail (see The Calculus Affair), or some other unrealistic method, whereas here, Tintin spots something in the road, uses binoculars to identify it as a monkey, then, when it bolts off from something, instinctively tells something’s wrong, and then gets Alcazar to swerve off the road.

Just this one sequence shows Hergé’s improvement as a writer, even in the last few books.

Things I don't

If you don’t’ know the drill by this point, you should, but fine, I’ll explain, these are key, fundamental, core, flaws of the book, and make it utterly unreadable

Wait, there’s nothing?

No small flaws?

No nitpicks?

No comedic rule of three?

I don’t know how I’m going to cope with this, media being without small, sefl-contained, flaws that are easy to digest and understand.

Troublesome bits

Well, as normal, nothing blatant, however, I do suspect the Arumbayas are less than accurate, for the four pages they appear, but I am not an expect on the matter.

Silly bits

White, despite being only an opera singer, owns millions of dollars worth of jewels

Haddock refers to Tapioca as a “fancy-dress fascist”, should add that one to my vocabulary

Haddock, just a few days after calling Tapioca a fascist, says “he isn’t a bad old stick really”

Calculus says “I'm sorry, officer, but I cannot shake a hand which grinds underfoot the imprescriptible rights of the human individual!” when introduced to one of Tapioca’s henchmen

Snowy, much like Haddock, considers a Pimiento to be very spicy, despite them being 500SHU at most

When prompted for famous last words, Thomson suggests “Kiss me, Thompson”, this may imply… homosexuality

Conclusion

As a send-off for Tintin, I think it’s spectacular, comparing it against the very first book, Tintin in The Land of The Soviets, it is effectively unrecognisable, even more modern books such as Prisoners Of The Sun are notably behind it

Sources

Pepper spice

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[milo-is-rambling]

I really want to paint something big. I think it would do something. Make me feel something. I want a big canvas project. Like a canvas the same height as me. That would be so expensive but I want it. I don’t even have paper that big I only have regular printer paper and maybe 11 x 17 (printer department flashbacks) ughhhhhhh. What time does five below open. Maybe. No. Ugh fucking stupid baby car (in my head I’m like a sim I’m stomping outside and kicking over the trash can) I hate the baby car. Maybe I could suck it up. If I can go early. It won’t be crazy hot (lying) but I could go to five below and get at least a bigger sketch pad (I know I have so many notebooks and sketchbooks and smaller canvases I’m not using rn that are fine but I want the happy buying things chemicals) I am so tired right now and I took a very large bong rip and now I’m just stream of consciousness typing and it’s ugh yeah my brain is tired and I want to be happy and do something I can pretend is productive but I don’t have any real ideas for art stuff. Well I did have an idea last night for a cardboard thing. Hmmm. And I haven’t done magazine collage in a while I could do that. Hmmmmm. I feel like if i don’t do something productive soon I’m going to explode (taking meds is working. Also three weeks back on meds as of yesterday) maybe I’ll move around my flags and posters today…… hmmm. However my mom did come into my room the other day (hanging out with funk) and randomly look at my wall (she doesn’t normally sit at my desk to look closely at that wall) and she was just like wow there’s a lot of thumbtacks in that wall. So I do feel like maybe moving posters and stuff is not the move. However. I also feel like I desperately need to get out of the patterns I’m stuck in so I want to change my environment instead of myself bc I’m avoiding changing myself always for reasons I’m not even sure of. Lie. Putting in effort scares me. Knowing i could put work into being a person and still crumble again and lose it all is terrifying and it feels like every time something goes well something else comes crashing down and I can never have everything going well at once. That’s why. But that’s also an excuse to not change my shitty behavior bc it’s hard and I’m lazy. But is that the mean voice in my head or is that the truth. Am I lazy or have I been depressed for so long I don’t know how to be happy. I was thinking about natural selection yesterday while I was swimming. (Water motif) (I laughed when I thought it so I had to add it) anyways. Natural selection. I was just thinking like. My brain is fucked. If you put my brain into any other body in any other place in any other situation they would still be depressed. I have a chemical imbalance like it’s just fucked to begin with. So then you have to be like okay so if I don’t go on meds. I can’t do anything. I’m literally like. I just rot away and do nothing when I’m depressed. But when I was like 11/12 the depression hit hard as fuck and I don’t remember when I got put on meds the first time but I think I was 14 or 15. Well. Wait. I did take a liquid dose of an antipsychotic when I was 13 because I couldn’t take pills (still hate taking pills). I forgot about that until just this moment. That was a ROUGH time in my life. And I just. Fully forgot about it. Okay. Ignoring that it’s been like six years since I first started seeing a therapist oh my god seven years since ***** i don’t even want to have a tag for him lol ignoring it !!!! Ignoring it !!!! Ignoring it !!! Not thinking about it !!! 🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨🚨 ignoring it. Okay. I forgot what my point was. I think my point was I should’ve been dead years ago if meds didn’t exist and yet I still have this cycle of taking them taking them then not taking them and now I’m on a taking them cycle but like what is wrong with me !!! Oh yeah the chemical imbalance and then add some traumatic shit too !! Ughhhh!!!! BRAINS ARE SO LOUD. I want to sleep.

#adhd high sleepless mental health ramble enjoy

[msmatx]

02.10.23-02.17.23— Week 19 [Back to TLV]

We landed in Tel Aviv on Thursday night. The kids were amazing helping me unpack our luggage, start laundry, and get the apartment ready for our return. Before he went to sleep Hero laid out his “return to school” outfit. He was so excited to go back to school but was also exhausted so he slept late. His teacher said to bring him late even though Fridays are short school days. Clearly, Paris resonated with him. His Paris hat has been in full effect since our return. It was glorious to wake up in TLV on Friday with all the Shabbat energy.

When I picked him up Friday we went to the bakery for Shabbat items and our special one-on-one date. He enjoyed organizing the items we were sampling.

The remainder of the weekend and week was me negotiating schoolwork time and A+H time. It was wonderful to spend all week with them and not have to leave them for the campus. It was also a little hairy having to write five of my six end-of-term papers in one week since I’d spent the previous three weeks on vacation. This is them after "sneaking" into the room I was working and trying to make me laugh.

Normally, my favorite time of day is sitting with them while they fall asleep. But I had so much work each night that they only had each other for a few nights. Hero told me the next morning that he asked Atlas for his arm [he normally asks for mine] under his head, and "it was a little boney but it worked." What I walked into after a long night writing.

On our walk back to the school for basketball practice on Tuesday. He was so excited to go and get his uniform and backpack.

And on Thursday, he wore the uniform!

And on Saturday, we met up with his friend Emanuel and his mother Arielle. She has been such a dear friend since the beginning. She invited Hero to join Emanual for private soccer lessons on Saturday.

All my papers were due at 5pm on Friday. I turned in the final paper at 4:58. Hero and I immediately went to power eat some sushi and celebrate while Atlas played video games with his friends back home.

Later that night I walked with a friend to see the TLV protests. Every Saturday for the last 6-7 weeks there have been protests all across Israel, but mainly in TLV. They get bigger and bigger each week. I happened upon the first protest a month and a half before while on my Saturday night run. This week I walked with a friend to see them. It is truly like one big block party. Families are milling around dancing, waving the flag, and sharing food and drinks. People bring their dogs. There is hardly a police officer. In fact, I didn't see any this weekend. I counted 20 charter buses on the periphery where they park and wait for people to wrap up. It is very festive, very energetic, and very calm. Not to diminish the cause, but I think it is a reason for Tel Avivans to enjoy a post-Shabbat block party.

[heroeslogic]

@wardogsong sent :

There are days when Frank feels like his memory is as riddled full of bullet holes as the rest of him— and then there are the other days. The days when he wishes all those cracks he's taken to the skull had done more to wipe away his brain's ability to retain retain retain. Sometimes it retains so much but without the right context or in the wrong order. It leaves him paranoid. He'll see a face— like a blonde on his six in a coffeeshop, and there go the alarms but he doesn't know WHY. Doesn't understand why his body's hitting all the emergency buttons and engaging modes best left switched off when he's moving amongst civilians.

All he can do is watch and wait— reverse their positions so he's the one tailing her instead, hoping to be lead to some clue that'll unlock the reason for his paranoia.

He finds it in the very trained way she's soon on to him, moving like a brother and suddenly it comes back to him. Why her face is one he knows even though he's never stood in front of her before.

"You're one of Russo's. Former. Before your boss blew his lil contractor warehouse sky-high." She must have been in a picture. One that his mind associated with the worst betrayal and surrounded by red flags. In the end though, he's almost apologetic for having followed her around and maybe given her a fright.

she wasn't completely oblivious to someone following her, although it did take a moment for her to realize it wasn't just someone headed in the same direction as her.. she didn't panic, but alice was ready to go into what she referred to as 'agent-mode.' she sipped her coffee, occasionally stopping in front of shop windows so she could use them to check behind her.

surprisingly though, her body only tensed when he spoke. one of russo's. there was belonging there she wasn't ready to confront. alice rolled her shoulders back, confidence returning as she looked up at him.

"yeah, i supposed i was, and you're frank castle," there were a multitude of reasons she knew his name and face. she'd watched the trial with rapt attention, but throughout it she'd also gained bits of insight from billy. the few times she did manage to draw out pieces of his life before anvil, frank had been mentioned. "i didn't know when i'd actually meet you, but i didn't think it would be like this." alice had expected to meet him at some point though.

#wardogsong #tired of playing nice . . . [ REPLIES ]*

[divinelement00]

AOL Mail Problems Today

When you send an email, do you ever wonder if the recipient actually got it? What occurs online doesn't always make sense. Theoretically, black holes should be able to devour email.

Occasionally, you will receive a failure notice when an email is not successfully delivered. However, it's also common to hear nothing at all.

Spam filters delete messages.

Your message can be deleted before it reaches its intended inbox because of anti-SPAM software. There are a variety of anti-spam systems available, and they all have slightly different approaches to analyzing the subject line. Using any of those terms in an email's subject line will result in the message being marked as spam. And reasoning out which terms to avoid isn't a surefire bet. To a certain extent, it is possible to tailor applications to the user's preferred set of keywords.

A similar thing happened with my webmaster. I called to make sure she got the latest information I emailed her and to chat a bit. Did You Get Updates? was the topic line. Her anti-spam software flagged the word "get" in the subject line as SPAM and deleted the email without opening it. Just who would have guessed? I was aware that I shouldn't use "Free" or any other price-related terms in the subject line, but "get" never crossed my mind.

Over the past three years, I've been utilizing a mass-mailing application to communicate with the other 350 members of a charity organization I'm involved with. The members' e-mail has always been delivered without a hitch. In the past six months, however, several service providers, like AOL and Earthlink, have begun classifying these communications as SPAM because they identify the software I am using. The only method I've found to get past this obstacle is to make sure every one of our 350 members has my email address saved in their contacts. In that case, the transmission will be rejected.

Verification of Shipping

So, if you don't get an error notice, is there a simple way to determine if your message was received? I guess you could pick up the phone and make sure your message made it. But caution is required. A person may view your eagerness for a response as an indication that you cannot or will not wait for a satisfactory response.

To begin, you could remark "Just checking in as a matter of politeness. I just wanted to double-check that you received the crucial email I just sent. I wanted to make sure you got this knowledge as soon as possible because I know you needed it." They'll think you're attempting to help them out and be efficient at the same time. The other person won't see your tone as demanding and go on the defense in response to you.

Confirm Email Reception

If you're on the receiving end of emails, you can do a world of good by always responding to confirm receipt. Just hit the reply button to let the sender know you saw their message, even if you can't provide an immediate response. Adopt this practice regularly. Just shoot back a brief response like, "Thanks. I received your message but won't be able to respond till tomorrow." Alternatively, something much shorter would suffice, "I received your email. We promise to get back to you as soon as possible."

Start now to get into the practice of responding to emails you receive. Replying to an email to let the recipient know you received it is simple and much appreciated.

In the first and second parts of this series, we looked at various issues related to the delivery of marketing emails. Here are some other features of email filters that may hinder your email marketing efforts.

Frequently Read Email

The volume of spam messages hitting an ISP's servers is another factor that can raise your spam rating. It is recommended that if you have a big number of lists, you do not send them out in the order of ISP. Instead, you should send all emails to subscribers in alphabetical order or by the day they signed up since this will significantly reduce the volume of emails sent to a single ISP in a short period of time.

It is extremely rare for an Internet service provider to begin rejecting mail due to an excessive volume of traffic. Sending your email marketing campaign on slower days may help (i.e. early Monday morning, or Sunday).

In addition to These Methods of Distribution

Signing up for an account with one of the main email providers is one of the greatest ways to see if your email marketing is reaching its intended audience (i.e. AOL, Hotmail, and Yahoo). If your emails were not delivered or went to the bulk folder after sending them, you should get in touch with the relevant email service provider for guidance. It's possible that you won't even need to open individual email accounts if you use a list management provider. You can verify the feature's efficacy by requesting and reviewing any available delivery reports.

In contrast to AOL's bulk sender status, most major ISPs offer white list tools that anyone can utilize. A number of competing list management firms have already earned this level of trust from their clientele.

Various servers and ISPs provide their customers a measure of agency by including a whitelisting feature that lets them exclude certain email addresses from being screened.

Successful and fruitful email marketing campaigns depend on many factors, one of which is a compelling marketing message. One of the largest and most challenging issues many internet marketers confront in eCommerce today is delivering these email marketing campaigns. Even if only one subscriber does not receive your message, your time, money, and potential profit are all lost. Learn how to navigate email filters effectively.

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